A/N: Just something short and fluffy and inappropriate. If you are eager to see Ga Eul and Yi Jeong by themselves again, this is for you.
To be clear, the last two chapters (threesome) was a one-off for me. Anything I write on this fic from here on out will most likely involve ONLY Ga Eul and Yi Jeong. Thanks for the reviews on my little trip to the wild side, though-I don't normally write stuff like that, so I appreciate the feedback.
Tags: Inappropriate Conversations, Condoms?, and a tiny paragraph of Smut (Vaginal Sex) at the bottom
"A pack of condoms?" Ga Eul arched her eyebrow as she fished the offending object out of the bag of supplies Yi Jeong had bought for their night of studying for exams. Because obviously that's what she'd really meant when she told him to buy snacks.
"For stress relief. I'm guessing we should be using one of those every hour or so," he remarked off-handedly as he situated his notes in front of him. Not bothering to look up at the glare Ga Eul shot at him.
"I knew this was a bad idea," Ga Eul groused, uncapping a highlighter. They were sitting across from each other on the floor of his apartment, their papers and textbooks spread out at opposite ends of his black coffee table.
"Well, if studying with me is a bad idea, you might as well have fun while you're making bad decisions, don't you think?"
"Sunbae, this is serious." She laid her hands down flat on the coffee table and looked pointedly at him. "This is finals."
"Yeah, yeah, I know. Fine." He shoved the box of condoms over to her. "Whenever you want a break, just...hand one to me." He grinned and winked at her.
"You're so..." Ga Eul couldn't finish the sentence. She would slap his arm, but she literally couldn't reach him from her side of the table.
Although, that might be a good thing, she silently noted.
"What? Irresistible?" Yi Jeong quipped as she got up off the floor, taking the condoms into the kitchen with her. "Does seeing me in glasses turn you on?"
"Oh, Sunbae," she sang out, drawing out the end of the title until he turned to look at her. Flipping up the lid to the trash can, she held the box of condoms over it. "Want me to show you how irresistible you are?"
"Hey. That's the only box I bought. They're the special kind you like too."
"Hmm." Opening the box, Ga Eul tipped it but didn't empty it.
"I'm not buying more if you do that. You're not really going to do it. I dare you."
"I won't do it if you promise me we're going to study."
"How can I promise a thing like that?"
Ga Eul rolled her eyes.
"Because I have five exams this week!"
"Then what are you doing here?!"
"I don't know!" Ga Eul clamped the lid down on the trash can. Her arms sagged in defeat, the box of condoms intact in her left hand.
"Hey. Come here. I was kidding about the every hour thing. What about...every other hour?"
"What about the end of finals week, and we can use this entire box in one go?" She shook the box at him, although that was an exaggeration. Of course.
"I'd like to see that." His lips curled up mischievously.
"Good. Then we have a deal," she said, plopping the box down on the kitchen counter and leaving it there.
Two Hours Later
"Quit giving me that look. I'm trying to concentrate." Ga Eul eyed the head of Yi Jeong's cock and attempted to roll on the condom one more time, her fingertips slick with lubrication.
"But Ga Eul-yang...the end of the week, Ga Eul-yang."
"Shut up. I'm stressed, and you're supposed to help me!" She jabbed a finger at his chest once she'd successfully applied the condom.
"I'm not your personal dildo, Ga Eul-yang." Yi Jeong licked his lips as Ga Eul positioned herself on top of him. "You can't just—fuck!—fuck me whenever you want." Having thrust herself down on his cock, she simply smiled as she began to rock back and forth. "Stop distracting me," he mumbled, closing his eyes, and Ga Eul couldn't help but giggle at the way his face scrunched up whenever she took him deeper inside.
Despite the fact that they really were wasting precious time.
Oh, well.
Maybe she was a bad girl, after all.