Idol: Sana (Twice)
Prompt: could I ask for a Sana smut scenario where reader and her go on a date after a long day of work and things get heated so they sneak to the washroom to you know what ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
Writer: Admin Kiwi
A/N: Again, if not specified, I write for a female reader. Hope everyone enjoys!
Warnings: This is smut, you’ve been warned.
member/reader: sana, female
genre/warning(s): smut, college!au
length: 2K+
summary: (request) in which sana took your stickers in kindergarten and you’re still pressed
a/n: reupload
You first meet the adorable creature, Minatozaki Sana in kindergarten about halfway through the year. Your teacher puts her in your care since you’re her best student. You take the role very seriously, showing her around the classroom and which blocks were the best. Sana, you find, is very sweet (and okay a little cute), so it’s easy to become friends.
But the worst betrayals are from friends.
At the end of the day, your teacher calls you all together on the carpet. Sana follows behind you obediently, sitting directly next to you. Your teacher reminds you that your actions today are what determine who gets the end of day stickers. Not to brag, but you’ve gotten those stickers every day since school started. But this time your teacher doesn’t call your name. This time Sana’s name is called. You look on with a face of betrayal as Sana walks up to get the stickers–your stickers. She smiles at you, holding up the colorful rewards, as if she hadn’t ripped out your five year old heart.
And so begins your inevitable rivalry with Minatozaki Sana.
/
All right. So you can admit that she’s cute. Like, really fucking cute. But that shouldn’t be the reason for her to get so many awards and accolades when she’s such a ditz!
“You know she’s not actually dumb, right?” asks Jungyeon one day when you’re glaring at her from the cafeteria.
You snort. “Please.” There’s no way the blonde ditz was actually smart.
Jungyeon laughs, throwing her sandwich on her tray. “She corrected you with a proof today in calc!”
You wave your hand at her, not breaking your glare with the back of Sana’s head. “Lucky guess.”
This time it’s Jungyeon’s turn to snort. “With a proof?”
You finally break your glare with Sana to transfer it to the short haired girl in front of you. “Fine. Fine. I’ll give her that.”
“Is it exhausting to hate her?” asks Jungyeon, suppressing a laugh.
“It’s a matter of my pride and stickers!” you exclaim, fist pounding the table, much to her embarrassment.
/
When you finally graduate high school (valedictorian, of course. Eat that, Sana.), you’re ready to start afresh in college. No Sana and you’re whole life in front of you. But it’s your luck, your stupid luck that you end up going to the same school as MInatozaki Sana.
She finds you at welcome week, immediately linking arms with you. Like she hadn’t ruined your entire kindergarten career before. The nerve. Weaving, your hands together, Sana prattles on about the classes she’s taking and you make a mental note to switch to a different class for Lit so you’re not in the same class as her. When you’re separated into your tour groups, your tour guide, a spunky brunette, Nayeon, asks for introductions.
“My name is Minatozaki Sana and I’m shy shy shy~”
You’re not sure why, but that particular number is always really popular and you’re positive Nayeon screamed. “Can you do that again?” she asks, calling over the other tour guides. And much to your very obvious dismay, she proceeds to shy shy shy her way into everyone’s hearts.
It’s too much like kindergarten, so you make an effort to avoid her your entire first year. Which is fairly easy since you already know your major and are taking some of those classes. It doesn’t stop Sana from screaming your name and charging at you from across the campus.
It also doesn’t prevent you both from taking Philosophy 101 together and it being the bane of your existence. Sana’s smarter than you gave her credit for, but she’s exceptionally good at making valid arguments. Despite your best dismantles, Sana still manages to come back with another proof.
“I hate her,” you whisper to Jungyeon, as you walk out of the classroom after a particularly lengthy debate. “She’s a fucking nightmare.” You feel someone shoulder past you quickly and Jungyeon smacks the back of your head.
“You don’t know how to whisper,” she hisses, as Dahyun runs after the crying Sana. Not before giving you a chilling glare though.
“Well, how did she even know it was about her? I didn’t say he–”
“Apologize to her.”
“Jung–”
“Apologize to her.”
Grumbling a fine, you waddle to your next class, mulling over how to approach Sana.
Jungyeon sends you text throughout the day to make sure you apologize. Glaring at your phone as you try to study for your midterm, you slam your pencil on the desk before stomping out of your room and walking to Sana’s room. Taking a few deep breaths, you’re about to knock on the door when a voice surprises you from behind.
“Are you gonna knock or what?”
“Sana!” you exclaim, hand to your heart. “W-what are you doing here?”
She raises a brow, saying your name. “I live here.”
“Right. That you do,” you say fumbling over words and emotions. Wow, has Sana always looked that pretty in a t shirt and jeans? There’s a flick on your forehead that brings you back to reality. “What?”
“What do you want?” she says, unlocking her door and walking into the room. “You shouldn’t visit nightmares.”
Wincing, you follow her into her room. Okay, maybe you deserve that. “Um, listen. About that.” She turns to face you, perched on her bed, legs crossed. “I’m sorry,” you sigh. “I was just being–”
“Bitter? Mean? Crue–”
“Now, hold on a minute,” you cry out, hands on your hips. “It’s not like I enjoy being mean to you! There is a reason.” She looks at you expectantly. “It’s um. It’s valid!”
“So what is it?” She rests her chin in the palm of her hand, looking at you expectantly.
Ignoring her question, you instead lean against the doorframe. “Listen, I just came to apologize for calling you a nightmare, okay? I’ll go now.” You turn to leave when she calls your name.
“I don’t know how you learned about apologies, but I learned that the person has to forgive you before you can just leave.” Her voice has a slight edge to it. Perhaps she’s not as cute as you see her.
Turning back to face her with a frown, you cross your arms. “I mean you’re not going to acce–”
Standing up, Sana walks towards you slowly, tilting her head to the side. “How do you know that?”
“Should I shy shy shy my way into your forgiveness?” You ask with more malice than intended. Your lips press together as you await her response.
Massaging her temples, Sana takes some time before she looks back at you. “What?”
Your eyes dart to her face before looking past her at the window. Anything to divert your attention away. “Do I need to cute my way into your forgiveness?”
“What does that even mean?” she asks with an exasperated sigh, thumb and forefinger pinching the bridge of her nose.
“It’s like the stickers!” you exclaim, jumping slightly.
Sana blinks at you. Once. Twice. “The stickers?” She blinks again. “The. Stickers.” She says, enunciating the syllables. “Do you mean from KINDERGARTEN?” In a much quieter voice, you mumble an affirmative. “Those stickers? You’ve been mean to me since KINDERGARTEN because of stickers?”
“Okay, no,” you say, scrambling to perfect your reasoning. “It’s also, you know, like, you’re always,” she takes a step towards you as you fumble over words. “Really cute,” you mumble before holding up a finger. “One, you shouldn’t be allowed things just because you happen to be cute and two–” She’s suddenly closer than you expect. “Two,” you continue with a glare, “There are certain things that should be solely based on merit.”.
“I cannot believe,” she says placing a hand near your head, “That you spent this whole time being mean to me,” she tilts her head, slanting her mouth just above yours, “just because I got stickers.” Her face is inches from yours and you find yourself holding your breath.
“It was a matter of pride,” you whisper, in awe, voice strangled by lack of air. “I got those stickers every d–”
“And that’s why you get to be a jerk?” she asks, arching a sly brow.
Your eye flash as you try to regain control of the situation. “No! I’m just saying that–”
“You were maybe a little jealous?”
“Please,” you scoff.
Sana’s stare is unrelenting as she doesn’t move her distance. “Awful cocky for someone apologizing.”
“Awful un-cute for someone who’s supp–” Her eyes narrowing is your only warning before her lips are on yours. Gasping, you pull away. “Wh-what?”
Sana smiles at you sheepishly. “I do–don’t know. You just looked re–” And this time it’s your lips pressed tightly to hers. Hands immediately falling to your waist, Sana pulls you against her body, sighing at the soft contact. Pushing her backwards until the back of her knees hit the edge of the bed, you fight to regain slight control. “That was a surprise.” She comments, eyes wide.
“You started it.”
“So what? You’re gonna end it?”
Settling yourself in her lap, you nod. “You betcha.” Pressing another kiss to Sana’s lips, you pull back again. “You don’t mind though, right?” Sana shakes her head no vigorously. “Good.” You press another kiss to her lips, rolling your hips up to meet hers.
“So let me get this straight,” asks Sana with a chuckle at her own pun. “You hate me–”
“I don’t hate you,” you clarify, slipping your lips lower down her neck. “I just think you can act older than the age of 5.” Sana’s grip on your waist tightens and a moan slips past your lips at the pressure.
“And, of course, because you use such big words, you’re better.”
“Yes.”
Sana chuckles from underneath you. “Why don’t you put that mouth to better use then?” You stare at her for only a second before falling to your knees. As if you needed to prove her wrong. As if you needed to show her you were better. Pulling her closer by her thighs, you situate yourself carefully between her legs. Dragging your fingers over her covered slit, you trace light design, calling out the prettiest noises from the woman before you. “I thought you were good were your mouth?” she says in between breaths.
Laughing at her words, you press a kiss on her inner thigh, working your way towards her core. You can barely see from your position, but her jaw fall slack at the new sensation of your lips against her. It doesn’t take her very long to soak right through her panties and your pride swells. Holding down her shaking thighs, your tongue glides over the underwear, over the slit. Sana sighs as your fingers drag her panties down and soon your lips connect with her directly. The swelling of her clit is your first place of attention as you flick your tongue over it. You hear a thud as Sana falls back against her sheets, back arched with each swipe of your tongue.
Nails drag across your scalp as Sana writhes against the bed with your increased attention on her swollen bud. Moving to the balls of your feet, you angle yourself for better access, flattening your tongue against her. The grip on your hair tightens and Sana’s thighs wrap around you in pleasure. Slow fingers, steady fingers, find their way at her entrance, running against the slit, a new feeling in comparison to your tongue that has Sana heaving for breaths and you praying to keep some of your hair through all of this. Pulling away just slightly, you continue to pump your fingers in and out of the excited woman, watching as her back bows well off the bed as she nears her release. You curl your fingers just right inside her and Sana hisses through her orgasm, hiccupping as the flood of pleasure overtakes her body. Your tongue laps at her juices, picking up any and all residue as the overstimulation has Sana crying out.
Moving from her, you suck your fingers dry, mouth still messy and red from being between her legs with her world open to you. Sana’s grip on your hair finally relaxes as she comes down from her high, a whimpering mess of mewls and dry heaves. Standing up, you brush off your knees and run a straightening hand through your hair, calming the tangles. Sana sits up abruptly, underwear still dangling at her ankles, watching you.
Turning to face her with a smile, you pull your hair up into a ponytail. “That’s what you can do with a mature mouth.” With a whirl, you make a move to leave, when you feel Sana’s dainty fingers wrap around your wrist.
“Won’t you let me show you what I’ve learned, teacher?”
request: ooooh if gg requests make you happy then: “normally we fight it out to vent our frustrations but this time someone initiated a kiss in the middle of the fight and suddenly we’re fucking against the nearest flat surface” au. like a love-hate relationship type thing. gg idol of your choice like the last anon said :)
oh this is my goldfish his name is wet little bitch
I know you would like a third pic after these two…but i love teasing
good morning follower! do you want to know what’s underneath? :P
Couldn’t really resist because I love his new cosmetics. ~Nea
⚢ pairing — Mᴏᴍᴏ X ᴿᴱᴬᴰᴱᴿ ✎ word count — 3.8k ✦ genre — smut ✗ warnings — mommy + little girl themes, hate sex
⚢ pairing — Sᴀɴᴀ X ᴿᴱᴬᴰᴱᴿ ✎ word count — 3.6k ✦ genre — smut ✗ warnings — angry sex, semi-public sex, slight dominant + submissive themes, unsolicited nudes
↠ Requested: A smut imagine where jihyo and her bf spend the night together
↠ A/N: I didn’t really focus on the “spend the night” but I did focus on the smut XD
↠ Admin:Mirae
↠ Idol x Male!Reader
Jihyo smiled in satisfaction at the sight in front of her. Blankets hung from the cleaning, pillows were stacked up high. To top it all off, Christmas lights were hung through the mesh blankets. Jihyo turned to look at you, she never once let the smile fade away “What do you think?” she asked happily. You looked at it before looking back at her “I think it’s going to be a mess in the morning,” you said in a dull voice. Jihyo pouted at your words, she crossed her arms over her chest and scoffed “Well suits me for trying to do something cute,” she said looking at you before rolling her eyes. You smiled softly at your girlfriend “Jihyo I’m kidding, it looks amazing,” you said with a laugh. Jihyo smiled at your words “Really? Are you sure?” she asked crunching her nose up. You nodded your head a yes before walking over to her figure. Your arms wrapped around her as you pulled her in for a tight hug. Jihyo giggled at the feeling “Babe you should see the inside. It has two rooms,” she spoke up suddenly. You pulled away and looked at her funny “Two room? You built a fort with two rooms?” you said surprised. Jihyo nodded happily before she got on her knees and carefully cradled in the fort “Come on in,” she said enthusiastically. You bent down and stole a peek inside “Jihyo it looks nice,” you said while crawling in. Jihoy was sitting in the back, she was smiling at her work “I know right, I could have been an architect,” she replied with a proud voice. I Shook your head no “I don’t think you’re that good, but pretty close,” you admitted making her laugh lightly. You crawled around the place, taking in the sight of pillows and blanket everywhere. Jihyo laughed “Let me give you a tour,” she said happily. She started to crawl in a different direction. You moved behind her and listen to what she had to say. However you couldn’t seem to focus, Jihyo was wearing a short skirt and you were crawling behind her. It was hard to not look at her ass. Jihoy stopped suddenly, causing you to hit your face right on her ass. She let out a yelp and fell forward. Your cheeks burned a bright red “Oh my gosh Jihyo I am so sorry,” you said suddenly. Jihyo laughed to herself “It’s okay, it’s my fault,” she admitted. You rolled your eyes and sat down. Jihyo looked at you before making an O face. “I forgot I have something to show you,” she said with a light laugh. Jihoy crawled over you, her hands placed themselves right on your member. Jihyo rubbed her hand quickly before content to crawl out. Your head fell back. Did this girl know what she did to you? A few second later Jihoy crawled back in. A bright smile was noticeable on her face. She moved in front of you and removed her shirt. Your eyes widen. Jihyo was wearing a dark red bra with a lighter red bow in the middle. SHe laughed and posed a little “Do you like it?” she asked. You nodded your head rapidly. “Yeah,” you replied like it was the most obvious thing in the world “Good,” she said. Jihyo moved herself to straddle your lap. You gulped at the sight of her breasts right in front of you “Don’t think I didn’t notice Y/N,” she purred in your ear. You gulped before Jihyo reached back and unclasped her bra. Instinctually your hand moved up to touch her breasts, but Ji Hyo had other plans. Jihoy pressed her breasts in your face. She moved around, rubbing her breasts on you. You pushed her back a little and latched your mouth to her nipple. She moaned at the feeling and pressed herself down onto your growing bulge. You placed your hands on her ass, carefully you picked her up and laid her down on the floor. Jihyo stared up at you with glazed eyes. You startled her and started to undo your belt. Jihyo placed her hand on her head. You took off your pants and rubbed yourself through your underwear before hiking up her skirt. Your hands latched around the edges of her panties and pulled them off carefully. You rubbed your self again before placing yourself at her entrance JiHyo bit her lip in preparation. You pushed yourself in. You moaned at the feeling of her tight walls around you. Jihyo through her head back in pleasure. You pushed yourself further into her, carefully you pulled out. You repeated this action again. You started to go after, slamming into her harder. Jihoy started to rock her hips with you. You placed your hands on the side of her hips and held her down. You picked up your pace, slamming into her tight walls harder Jihoy was a moaning mess before you. You pulled out before speaking to Jihyo “Get up, I want you to ride me,” Jihoy nodded at her words. You laid where she once was. Jihyo placed her legs on each side of your cock. She placed her hands on your hips before slowing lowering herself down. SHe moan when your cock moved inside of her. SHe placed herself all the way down, a satisfied moan was released from her mouth. She started to bounce up and down. Her breasts bounced freely with every pump. Your hands reached up and started to play with them. Jihyo picked up her speed. The sound of your skins slapping could be heard throughout the entire apartment. You removed your hands from her breast and placed them on her hips. You started to thrust up into her. Jihyo moaned at the feeling. She continued to bounce while you thrusted. “Fuck me Y/N,” she moaned out causing you to go faster. “Uh..oh god Y/N. I’m coming,” she screamed slowing down, You continued to thrust until before pulling out and releasing yourself on her chest. Jihoy breathed loudly before laying herself on top of you. You both just laid there quietly for a few seconds, the only sound that could be heard with your heavy breaths. You pushed Jihyo off of you “Come one, let’s get you cleaned up,” you said in a breathy voice. Jihoy nodded her head with a slight smile.
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