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Soyeon lets her body sink against the hotel bed, absolutely tuckered out.
Flying out of Korea all by herself for a solo schedule performing for fans was fun, fulfilling even, but clocking out early and enjoying her precious alone time will always be her favorite part of the day.
And who could blame her? Sometimes the spotlights were too bright, the music blaring too loudly, all her senses painfully overstimulated yet still having to keep up the mask of an energetic charismatic idol on stage.
Soyeon exhales a heavy sigh, allowing the exhaustion to slowly exit her system. She closes her eyes, ready to finally get some well-deserved rest.
...
RING!
The leader's phone blared, breaking the peaceful silence of the night. Soyeon grumbled. She swears she set it on Do Not Disturb.
She grabs the device and squints at the caller ID. Then she rolls her eyes, because who else could it have been other than Song Yuqi?
Soyeon immediately declines. Whatever her clingy girlfriend wanted to call her about can wait until tomorrow, or she could just leave her usual slew of messages to read the next morning. They're both tired and still have a busy week of schedules ahead of them anyway, so it would be the wisest decision to just sleep right now.
She closes her eyes again.
...
RING!
Soyeon groans, picking up the call with warning in her voice, "Yuqi-yah."
"Why'd you decline?" her offended voice crackles through the phone.
"I'm tired. We can talk tomorrow."
"But I missed you!"
"You always miss me."
Yuqi huffs into the receiver, before falling quiet.
"... Yes, I missed you too. Come on, you don't have to sulk to get my attention. You know I love you. I'm sorry for being snappy, it's just been a long day. You know this, Jagiya," Soyeon explains, the reassurance pouring out of her with practiced ease. She knows exactly how Yuqi gets when she doesn't get her comfort.
When the other woman still doesn't respond, Soyeon begrudgingly relents. "Okay, why are you calling me?"
She hears rustling from the other end before Yuqi finally lets out a needy whine. "Unnie..."
Oh.
It's that kind of call, huh?
Soyeon feels her face flush despite herself, relishing in the desperation she's hearing.
"Answer me."
"I... need you, unnie. I miss you so much. I-I feel so... pent up, all by myself. Need you to talk me through it. Please..."
... Fine, maybe she'll stay on the line tonight.
"Okay."
Soyeon rolls over on her side, her silk pajamas suddenly feeling a bit uncomfortable on her skin. She unbuttons them, letting the cool air bristle her exposed stomach.
"Wait– really!?" Yuqi exclaims, sounding just like an excited dog rapidly wagging its tail after finally being allowed a treat for the first time.
"Yes," Soyeon hisses through gritted teeth, "Go on, puppy."
The moment the pet name slips out of her mouth, Soyeon hears the younger woman's breath hitch. A smirk plays on her lips at the sound, like music to her ears.
Yuqi squirms before speaking again, "You're all I've been thinking about today... Your hands on my body, your voice c-commanding me... I've been waiting all day to get off work and... Actually 'get off,' you know? Haha..."
The lame attempt at a joke almost makes Soyeon end the call right then and there. She steels herself, slipping easily into her role as she pushes the limit of their powerplay dynamic.
"And you know you're not allowed to unless I say you can, don't you? Or have you been a bad girl?"
"N-No! I would never! Please, Soyeon unnie... I wouldn't touch myself without your permission... I'm a good girl for you, unnie."
Soyeon's voice drops dangerously low.
"That's not what you call me. Say it again."
"I'm... a good girl f-for you... Daddy..."
Yuqi whimpers, her meek voice setting off that dominant switch in Soyeon's brain. Soyeon imagines how flushed her face must be, and how her thighs must be clenched so tight together in a pathetic attempt at relief. She lets out a possessive groan.
"Fuck... That's right, puppy. And you'll listen to exactly what Daddy tells you to do, got it?"
Another whimper in reply, Yuqi's breathing increasingly ragged through the phone.
"Answer me."
"Y-Yes, Daddy..."
The way Yuqi's fully giving up control right now despite usually being an insistent brat when they're together takes Soyeon's breath away. It was during these private intimate moments where she's able to appreciate the younger member's total submission to her leadership.
"Good girl... Now take your shorts and panties off. Spread your legs nice and wide for me."
Soyeon hears the rustle of clothes and swallows in the desperate whine that reverbrates from Yuqi's throat.
"I'm so wet... I made a mess all over my panties."
"Oh? Just from thinking about me? Just from hearing my voice?"
"Mhmm..."
"You really are just a stupid little mutt in heat, aren't you?"
Yuqi almost barks at the degradation, absolutely slipping deep into the submissive headspace. She performs as an idol superstar out there for the world, but right now? She knows she's nothing but a dumb little fuckpet for her sweet Soyeon unnie.
"Nnggh... Please... N-Need you..."
Soyeon bites her lip, sliding a hand down her own underwear and feeling the same dripping arousal Yuqi must be too. This was supposed to be just a favor for her girlfriend, damn it, but the thrill of reducing Song Yuqi to nothing but a whimpering slut for her drove Soyeon crazy.
"Go on, then. Touch yourself. Imagine it's my fingers. You know how I would tease you, right pet?"
Yuqi breathes heavier, whining in protest.
"No teasing... Please... Need rough... Rough. Ruff, ruff... ruff..."
The mindless barking makes Soyeon growl on instinct. If only she could just come over there and push Yuqi's face against the mattress and slam her strap into her slick-covered cunt over and over.
"You needy fucking brat..." Soyeon groans into the phone, "Fine, ride Daddy's fingers like the desperate whore you are. Feel every inch of them curling inside you."
Soyeon can only barely hear the wet noises over Yuqi's broken moans coming from the speaker. She touches herself too, fingers working through her wetness as she focuses on Yuqi's pretty little noises.
"Daddy...! Feel s-so fucking good..."
"Yeah? That's my good little puppyslut... Whimpering so well for Daddy..."
"Miss you... Need m-more... Need y-your cock... Messing me up... Ruin my insides... Please...!"
Hearing how pathetic Yuqi sounds begging to get pounded into makes Soyeon quicken the pace of her hand, back arching as another guttural groan escapes from low in her throat.
"Nothing but a stupid cockhungry slut for me, huh? You're my dumb little fuckpet? All mine to ruin? Say it."
"Nnhhh!" Yuqi cries out, "I'm Daddy's... s-stupid cockhungry slut... A-Ahh! I'm Daddy's dumb little... f-fuckpet! Yours!"
Yuqi starts sobbing, sputtering incoherently as pleasure builds up. Soyeon knows she's close, and the knowledge of her voice completely undoing the younger woman just like this causes more heat to coil below her stomach.
"Cum for me," Soyeon commands, "Cum for me like a good puppyslut in heat."
Their ragged breathing sync together over the phone, hands moving faster as they both vividly fantasize about the other in complete lust-driven arousal. Soyeon growls possessively, while Yuqi whines desperately. Their noises working each other up until finally, Yuqi reaches her own orgasm with a loud squeal.
"Agh– Daddy! N-nnh!! Mmngh!!!"
At the sound of Yuqi's climax, Soyeon comes undone herself. She buries her face into the pillow, muffling the loud filthy moan she fails to hold in. Her fingers are drenched all over in sopping wet slick, and she imagines Yuqi to be in a similar situation.
They both take a moment to recover, panting heavily as the peak of their pleasure slowly dwindles to a comfortable and affectionate afterglow.
Soyeon sighs, exhausted. "Good girl," she mutters into the phone, "You did so well. Feel better?"
Yuqi sniffles, tuckered out. "Yeah... I love you," she whispers, "Come home soon, please Jagi?"
"I love you too," Soyeon answers back, "And don't worry. I'll fuck you properly as soon as I'm back there, okay? Just the way you like it. We'll use your favorite toy."
The younger woman lets out a giddy squeak, giggling quietly before eventually drifting off, unable to say goodnight anymore as her body finally succumbs to exhaustion.
Soyeon stays on the line for a little bit longer, listening to her lover's calm breathing. "Goodnight," she whispers, before ending the call and shutting her phone off.
Then she stares at the ceiling, letting out a deep and slightly frustrated sigh.
Now she can't fall asleep, mind playing at vivid fantasies of all the different ways she could ruin the younger woman once she gets her hands on her.
Damn you, Song Yuqi.