"Don't touch me." Tiffany spat distastefully at Taeyeon who had just re-entered the living room and plopped down beside her. The star had been in the middle of wrapping her arm around Tiffany when the brunette spat those words at her.
"But I took a shower though." Taeyeon says with a laugh. Tiffany folds her arms over her chest and gives her attention to the girl. It was now the afternoon and both had taken their respected showers. Of course there was a fight prior to this because Taeyeon tried convincing Tiffany that they should shower together since they've seen each other naked already. Tiffany didn't find this funny at all and neither did Taeyeon after getting a good smack on the head. But what she did find funny was Tiffany having to air dry because she'd taken the towels out of the bathroom before the mention of showering occurred. Maybe that's why she was so angry now even though Taeyeon had taken nearly an hour in the bathroom.
She did that not to escape from Tiffany but because it's how long she always takes and judging from her appearance you could see why. The hair was blown dry and brushed a dozen times. Her skin seemed to glow in the lighting that seeped through the blinds and her clothing choice would make any girl swoon. All except for Tiffany. The brunette had been glaring the moment she caught sight of the idiot star player.
With a confident smile, Taeyeon wore a black loose fitting tank top that exposed her well toned and defined muscles and with little movement one could even catch sight of her glorious abs. The bra she wore underneath contrasted well with the smoky gray sweatpants she was wearing. The entire outfit itself made Tiffany angrier than it should have. It was almost as if Taeyeon were trying to flaunt and show off the many marks that still looked fresh despite a day passing since that eventful night. Tiffany had been forced to stay the night not only by the ego-centric idiot sitting next to her but also by the bruising that refused to go away no matter how many home remedies she had tried. Tiffany had to remind herself that she had to get through one more day. Just one more day with Taeyeon and she could return home, slap on some make-up and pretend this whole thing never happened. As long as Taeyeon kept her distance and kept her mouth shut, Tiffany was certain she could do it. But she knows that it would be too good to be true- it was okay to have hope though.
"Ya know... we fucked three times in three different positions that night," Tiffany's eye twitched and her fingers clutched the fabric of the basketball shorts she had been wearing. It had taken all the power within her to keep from attacking the idiot next to her.
"Huh. Never would've thought someone could match my stamina, I'm impressed Fany. I would be even more impressed if you were able to walk properly."
Tiffany whips her head in the direction of the girl and sees the smirk that makes her blood boil. "I would apologize but you kept begging me to go harder. You were all 'Harder Taeyeon Ahh Ahhh Give it to me Taeyeon' with how loud you were, I'm pretty sure everyone knows my name now." Tiffany brings her body to face Taeyeon, her eyes were dark despite the pink blush coloring her cheeks.
"So.. Was it that good Ti—" Taeyeon get's no chance to finish her question for Tiffany had gotten her hands around Taeyeon's neck faster than she could blink. "Why can't you keep your mouth shut?!" Tiffany shouts at the girl in her grasp. "How many times must I tell you that I was drunk?!" Tiffany 's grip had tighten and she shook the other girl slightly.
Taeyeon's hands grab her wrist and tug her hands off with ease; she turns her body and forcefully pins Tiffany down against the couch. The blonde girl simply laughs and gives Tiffany's wrist a firm squeeze.
"I thought we went over this earlier baby girl. I'm not into whole choking thing. Keep your sadistic behavior to yourself and if you want me to go deep inside of that, just ask." Taeyeon lowers herself until there is no space between their bodies. Tiffany starts to squirm and attempt to push the girl away.
"Ugh! You're so disgusting! Get off of me, Kim." Tiffany barks at the smirking girl. It was no use, Taeyeon was bigger and stronger than she was; fighting against the girl would always end up this way. Kneeing her in the groin was impossible because somehow the idiot was able to get between her legs. Maybe she could use her heel and hit Taeyeon in the back but that would mean her legs would wrap around her waist and there was no way she was going to ever do that...again.
Taeyeon chuckles softly while shaking her head. She would never get tired of getting under Tiffany's skin. "You're so amusing. It's like a tie between being cute and sexy. I can't decide which." The eye roll and glare from Tiffany makes something in Taeyeon stir.
Seeing Tiffany get this way makes her blood rush in excitement. "Get. Off. Me." Spoken through gritted teeth, Tiffany has too keep herself from screaming at Taeyeon.
"I dunno, I'm sorta more comfortable this way, aren't you?" Taeyeon shrugs, the look on her face making it seem as though she's waiting for Tiffany to answer. The girl must really be waiting because she had even leaned back a little more to look down at Tiffany more clearly.
"No." Is the short simple answer given by the latter.
"Aw, are you sure? Because I'm really comfortable this way." The words were spoken with innocence though the actions were the opposite.
"Kim..." Tiffany turns her head when Taeyeon leans close to her face. There's a small sigh coming from Taeyeon now.
"Lighten up, Fany. It's just us." The lips landing on her cheek makes her squirm. The feeling returned. That annoying tingle in the bottom of her stomach that she'd felt in class was happening again.
"If you kiss me now, I'll let you go." Tiffany slowly turns her head back and looks at the girl. "Deal?" The question makes Tiffany nod slightly. "...Deal." She agreed.
There's a weird feeling in her body when Taeyeon leans in. Her heartbeat felt irregular almost like it had skipped a beat or two. Was she nervous? No. Why would she be? It's not like she's never kissed the disgusting idiot before. So why does it feel so different now? Why has she allowed the kiss to go on for this long without stop? Has she gone mad? Did all common sense leave her in the midst of all this? It probably did. The minute she downed her last glass of alcohol, all sense was gone. All rationality, gone. If she still had it, she wouldn't be laying here allowing the person she hated the most to trail kisses down her neck. Wait a second—
Tiffany snaps out of it the second she realizes that Taeyeon is leaving yet another hickey on her neck. Tiffany should tell her to stop. Really, Tiffany should probably tell her to stop but she doesn't. The thought gets pushed further and further aside by the many thoughts that are telling her to enjoy this. They keep telling her that no one will ever know as long as she kept her mouth shut. It was as if a voice in her head was chanting 'Its okay you'll enjoy this'. Aside from her mind convincing her that this is ok, her body is telling her that this is what she wants. It's what she needs. So when her clothing starts hitting the floor, she doesn't protest. Tiffany makes no effort to reject this like she would had she been in her right mind. Instead, Tiffany welcomes it.
Tiffany locked her fingers in Taeyeon's silky brown hair the moment the girl latched her mouth onto her nipple. The warmth of Taeyeon's mouth, the way her tongue expertly flicks the bundle of nerves has Tiffany's back arching in the slightest. A series of soft moans come from Tiffany once Taeyeon's free hand moves to her unoccupied bosom and begins to mimic the actions in which her mouth are performing. Tiffany's core begins to ache the longer Taeyeon tends to her sensitive nipples.
"Taeyeon…" Tiffany mewled as her nails rake down the latter's back. Taeyeon pulls off with an audible sound. Her lips ghost up until she dips her tongue into Tiffany's collarbone. The action has Tiffany's nails digging into Taeyeon's shoulder blades which earn a low grunt from her. Every square inch of her body has become sensitive to every touch and caress Taeyeon gives. Not only that, her body grew hotter the longer Taeyeon's lips were on her skin.
The way Taeyeon sensually grinds their hips together brings an unexplainable feeling through her body. She had long since lost control of her own actions for when Taeyeon came up to kiss her, she was quick to return the gesture. Delving her tongue into Tiffany's mouth, Taeyeon lets out a moan when Tiffany's lips wrap around her pink muscle and she begins to suck on it.
In the midst of these actions, Taeyeon hooks Tiffany's leg around her waist and eases the tip of her cock past Tiffany's wet lips.
"Oh god.." With her tongue free and Tiffany's lips parted, Taeyeon inches further inside. Both moan at the feeling, Tiffany's teeth bite down on her lip as she watched Taeyeon's long, thick cock ease its way into her tight pussy.
Taeyeon was bigger than she could've imagined. It's a wonder how just yesterday she took it like a pro but then again she has had trouble walking since then.
"Fuck…" Taeyeon breathed, her breath hits Tiffany's ear, making her whimper and squeeze Taeyeon's shoulders. The sound alarms Taeyeon, she leans in and lets her lips brush the outer shell of Tiffany's ear. The brunette shudders and grips onto Taeyeon's biceps, she was biting back a moan from this. Tiffany has always had sensitive ears, a simple blow or nibble on them could easily arouse her. This is a secret that only Kim Taeyeon was going to know.
Taeyeon takes the earlobe between her lips and gently nips at the flesh. "Ahh– Taeyeon-ahhh..." Tiffany starts moaning softly and soon Taeyeon sets a rhythmic pacing. Tiffany's arms link around Taeyeon's neck once their lips connect in a brief kiss. Their lips brush faintly against one another with each thrust Taeyeon gives.
This feeling. It is reoccurring once again except this time it is in her heart. Tiffany doesn't understand it nor does she want to. She wants it to stop so she tilts her head to avoid the girl's lips. Taeyeon notices this and it bothers her in the slightest way. Unsure of why she's even bothered by it, Taeyeon decides to forget about it by picking up her pace and focusing on getting the girl to scream her name.
"Oh my—" Tiffany wasn't prepared for the sudden change at all,
"Fuck Taeyeon!" The brunette gripped the couches arm above her head as Taeyeon continued with her violent assault on Tiffany's pussy. There's satisfaction rippling through her after hearing the half moan half warning from Tiffany. It turned her on even more than she already was and it had also made her feel a little rebellious.
Taeyeon gets a firm hold of Tiffany's hips now and she begins pushing herself deeper, forcing in every inch of her pulsing cock. Tiffany flung her head back and moaned louder than she ever has before. Tiffany was reaching places that her ex could never. Her g-spot had been stimulated twice in a row, making her toes curl and fingers clench tightly onto the couch arm.
"Oh god, Taeyeon! Don't stop!" Begged the girl who was blinded by nothing but pleasure and the insane need to release.
Taeyeon bites and tugs on her lower lip, she could feel Tiffany's walls locking around her and the feeling was bringing her closer to her own release.
"Ahh! Right there! Fuck–" The brunette throws her legs around Taeyeon's waist and locks them there.
"You're getting tighter…aahh" Taeyeon is unable to fight off her release any longer not with how hot and tight Tiffany's walls were around her. Taeyeon feels herself beginning to lose her rhythm as her climax approaches.
"Taey– I'm cumming! Oh, Taeyeon!" Tiffany's body had gone still, her muscles tense as her orgasm rippled through her followed by the latter, Taeyeon's pace became slow and gentle now as they both rode out their orgasm. Tiffany's legs fell limp as her lower region tingled.
Taeyeon panted heavily as she slowly leaned down and pressed their foreheads together. Tiffany's arms are pulled back down but instead of placing them at her sides, she places her hands on Taeyeon's shoulders. Their noses nuzzle and caress one another a few times before Taeyeon angles her head and closes the distance between their lips. Tiffany's hands slide up to cup Taeyeon's cheeks when the kiss grows deeper. The brunette whimpered out when she felt Taeyeon's cock twitch inside her walls.
Taeyeon's teeth nip at her bottom lip tenderly before she pulls away completely. Tiffany's chest heaved up and down as she stared into Taeyeon's brown eyes. There was something about the way Taeyeon looked at her. Something in her eyes, but what? Tiffany didn't know and she doesn't think she wants to find out. The brunette quickly looks off to the side, leaving Taeyeon to stare at her side profile instead. Taeyeon gradually gets off of her, picks up her clothes from the floor and leaves the living room.
Tiffany sits up after hearing Taeyeon's bedroom door close. The brunette silently slips back into the articles of clothing she had been wearing earlier. She sits back and stares at the ceiling blankly. Her expression may have been blank but her mind was exploding with so many thoughts right in this moment. She is unsure of what to feel now. It's between anger, regret and... fatigue.
Not wanting to think much of this leads to her choosing fatigue. So without a second thought, Tiffany lies down and shuts her eyes in attempt to fall asleep..
And to forget whatever that was.
- -…
"You don't even know where you're going." Taeyeon calls out to the girl who was making her way to the door while dressed in the skin tight purple dress she had been wearing Friday night. Taeyeon had stopped trying to avoid looking at Tiffany's assets since earlier, it was hard not to. "So? As long as I'm far away from you, I'll be satisfied." Tiffany quipped.
The door is shut before she could even think of getting her foot out the door. Tiffany spins around ready to lash out at the girl but Taeyeon interrupts her by kissing her on the lips. Tiffany's eyes widen in shock and anger. She grips Taeyeon's shoulders and shoves her away harshly. "I told you not to touch me!" She spat before wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. Taeyeon laughs in amusement, her feet moving toward Tiffany once more. "I'm taking you home." Is all she says before she grabs Tiffany's wrist and yanks her from blocking her path in opening the door. After getting her balance back, Tiffany stands there, stunned by the fact that Taeyeon basically shoved her aside. The girl lets out a bitter chuckle and pokes the inside of her cheek with her tongue. "Oh yeah? Says who?" She glares at Taeyeon who was wearing a look of no interest.
The girl raised her shoulders high her hand slipping into her pocket and pulling out a flash drive.
"This little friend of mine." As if she couldn't get any angrier, Tiffany breathes heavily through her nose. The flash drive contained their sextape from Friday night and the events of earlier because according to the star player, she likes to keep count of how many women she's had in her apartment.
"There isn't a woman that I can't conquer" is what she said to Tiffany with a wink and a smirk. Tiffany didn't believe she could hate Taeyeon more than she already did but she was proven wrong after learning how disgusting the girl truly was.
"I hate you!" Tiffany suddenly shouts at the taller girl after being overwhelmed by the pent up frustration and anger she has towards the girl. "I can't stand you Taeyeon! You make me sick to my stomach! I hate you so much! I hate you!" The hands coming into contact with Taeyeon's shoulders cease once the victim grabs a hold of them. Taeyeon backs Tiffany into the nearest wall and pins her arms high above her head, stopping the violent acts immediately. Both were breathing heavily as if they'd finished a p90x workout. Their eyes were locked in an intense stare down. The tension around them was evident, it was almost suffocating. Taeyeon inclined, her eyes still trained on Tiffany's chocolate brown orbs. The star angles her head but stops just before their lips meet. Tiffany had inhaled sharply upon this but she made no effort to move whatsoever.
No words are exchanged further after.
There was no more talking with their mouth but that wasn't necessary.
It wasn't their mouth that needed to do the talking at all.
They let their bodies handle that.
…
The student parking lot is filled with cars of all kinds. From the hideous junk rides to the most expensive hot rides all around. They move swiftly through the lanes claiming their parking spaces. Those parked on the further end from the school entrance were lower class opposed to those parked on the front. Only the high class and most popular students claimed these spaces. It was fairly early in the morning so a few were waiting for the warning bell to sound off before they made a move. Groups of students were standing outside of their vehicles, socializing while others were seated in their cars blasting music, eating breakfast or spending time with their significant other.
There's a matte black 1970 Dodge Challenger cruising its way into the parking lot. All eyes were on the vehicle as it made its way up the lane. The roar engine has a few scrambling to get out of its way and some even gawk at the muscle car wishing that it were them driving. No one could see who was inside because of its tinted windows but there was no need for this. Everyone knew who was behind the wheel of the muscle car. The engine roars once more after its skillfully reversed into its reserved parking space closest to the entrance. The students that had been hanging around the Corvette prior to the Challenger's arrival were now whistling at the all black muscle car.
After the engine is killed, the owner of the car steps out. Of course it was none other than Kim Taeyeon herself so none were surprised about that. But what they were surprised about was the passenger door opening and revealing Son Naeun. The girl shuts the car door and gives the jocks (who were eyeing her like a pack of hungry wolves) a wink. The girl walks over to the driver's side to where Taeyeon is standing also making sure to sway her hips as she does so, the chesnut haired girl comes to a stop once she's in front of the jock. "Thanks for the ride Taeyeon... I enjoyed it." Naeun had been standing less than a foot away from the girl wearing a small smirk.
"Anytime." Taeyeon bites her lip and watches the girl walk away. Each individual sporting a letterman jacket watched the girl, making small comments about her amongst themselves.
"Oww, action this early in the morning Kim?" Moonbyul's arm comes crashing down on Taeyeon's shoulder and the younger girl can't help but laugh. "Rate her on a scale of 1 to 10." Amber and the others gather around Taeyeon with anticipated expressions. Taeyeon decides to tease them all a little by shrugging her shoulders and leaning against her car door.
"What difference would it make? You all act like you haven't slept with her," There's a tug at the corner of Taeyeon's lips once they all complain and tell her that she's no fun, all were completely disregarding how true her statement was.
"Okay, okay.." Taeyeon holds her hands up to cease the complaints.
"I give her a.. 6." The brunette stuffs her hands into her letterman jacket pockets as they throw many 'Why' questions at her.
"She kept running from it and it was so annoying. I would've rated her lower if she wasn't so good at giving head." They all laugh and agree with her on the last statement a couple even high five each other.
"Some girls can't take the Beast." Taeyeon shrugs with an arrogant smile, the team starts laughing and cracking jokes off the statement.
"Don't hate me because the girls you get with always go 'Is it in yet? Are you sure?' " Taeyeon mockingly says to get back at Jaebum who had jokingly teased Taeyeon about not being a beast at all. "Ha ha, very funny." The boy shrugs Jackson's arm from his shoulder.
The warning bell sounds off which cut the joking around short. All students that weren't within the building headed inside and made beelines to their homeroom classes.
Even within the busy hallways, they managed to catch sight of each other. They hadn't spoken since Sunday night when Taeyeon had taken her home. Although it was her idea to exchange numbers, Taeyeon hadn't made an effort to text or call and neither had Tiffany. Their weekend together had left both with feelings they just couldn't explain nor understand. Taeyeon made efforts to forget about them and push them aside. She called up Naeun that night and offered a ride to school the next morning. Everyone knew that didn't exactly mean a ride directly to school. No, only the naive believed that. It was another way of saying 'let's hook-up'. Everything had gone according to plan for Taeyeon…sorta. She kept thinking about Tiffany— actually she thought of her the entire time and she hated it. To Taeyeon, that wasn't supposed to happen. It was the last thing she wanted to happen.
Taeyeon had a plan when she first laid eyes on Tiffany. That plan was to have sex with her before anyone else could. When Tiffany first moved to Seoul, she was the talk of the school. Everyone spoke of her ethereal beauty and how untouchable she seemed. Many had claimed that no one could get the girl and that's where Taeyeon came in. There wasn't a girl in the school she couldn't get so hearing this, Taeyeon was up for the challenge. She waited the first week of Tiffany's arrival but by the second week she made her move. When the golden opportunity presented itself she had made a complete fool of herself. Instead of coming off cool, charming and sweet with her words, she came off as an idiotic, arrogant prick who wants one thing in life. Even if they were true, she wasn't supposed to let it show. All thanks to her inability to actually say 'Hi' instead of 'I've never taken a goddess to bed before, wanna be the first?' Her public enemy Krystal Jung ended up being the one to sweep Tiffany off her feet.
There isn't a person in the world that Taeyeon hates more than Krystal Jung. At first it was for other reasons but now her hatred doubled after she stole Tiffany away from her. It's childish but it's true. Before Taeyeon opened her mouth, Tiffany was already falling for her. Such a shame she got caught up in how pretty Tiffany was and she forgot how to use basic greetings properly. Even now, but she's been doing it for years now, saying 'Hi' or 'Hello' just wouldn't be the same as 'If I divide your legs, add me between them and minus our clothes it equals one hell of good time'. Its how things were and how they will always be.
Taeyeon and Tiffany avoid eye contact and they even look the opposite way when crossing paths with one another.
It almost gets to Taeyeon until she spots a certain red head in her homeroom. Taeyeon's smile is back and so is her cocky attitude. "Hey beautiful, did you miss me as much as I missed you?" Taeyeon slides into the seat next to the head cheerleader Myoui Mina.
"Good morning to you too, Taeyeon." Mina has her attention on her phone while Taeyeon's eyes are more attracted to the legs pooling out from the skirt Mina was wearing.
"I heard you had an exciting morning." Mina's comment is enough to tear Taeyeon's eyes from her legs.
The star looks at her confusedly for a moment. The events of the morning come back to her and Taeyeon laughs it off. "There's nothing exciting about helping a peer in need of a ride to school." Taeyeon turns her body to face the red head. "I wish it were you instead.. Now that would be something exciting." Taeyeon places her elbow on her knee and cradles her chin in the palm of her hand. "I'm sure you do." Mina tosses her hair over her shoulder which exposed her neck and collarbone for Taeyeon to ogle at which is exactly what she was doing right then.
The red head puts her phone away after hearing the final bell ringing. The class is packed now which meant that all students were present and that also meant that it was loud and rowdy.
"Now you're just trying to torture me." Taeyeon says to the girl who purposely angles her head to expose more of her neck.
"That's not fair Mina…" Taeyeon scoots her chair over until she is directly beside the younger girl.
"It's working, I hope you know." That makes Mina smile and look over at Taeyeon. The two hold eye contact even when the teacher calls their names to make sure they were present for the day. It was Mina who spoke first by saying, "I was hoping so..."
Taeyeon breaks into a wide grin and the bell rings letting all students know that the first class would soon be in session. "I'll walk you to your class." Taeyeon offers, not bothering to place her chair back. Mina nods and the two set off into the busy hallway.
"What's your first class?" Deciding to make conversation, Taeyeon looks down at the girl.
"History and after that I have a free period." Mina pulls a few strands of hair behind her ear before looking back at Taeyeon.
"Ah, the classes that I sleep through." She shows a charming smile at the girl who giggles at her.
"I'll see you at lunch, Taeyeon." Mina says once she sees that her class is coming up.
"You will?" Taeyeon comes to a stop once Mina does. The question was asked because they didn't eat lunch together, maybe once before but that was before Taeyeon started this 'pursuing' thing. The red head picks imaginary lint from Taeyeon's shoulder and nods her head.
"Yeah, you will." Mina goes into the class without a second glance at the star player.
The warning bell sounds off and Taeyeon realizes that she has to get to East hall where her English class was. Luckily she was on the West hall so it was a straight shot. It hadn't taken long actually because of how athletic the girl was and how good she was on her feet so dodging and avoiding other students dashing through the halls was easy. Doing this has her out of breath when she finally made it to class.
The girl received many shy greetings from the girls she'd passed to get to her seat, she only gave a few a small nod from the lack of oxygen in her lungs. The jock slumps down in her chair just before the final bell rings. It takes her a while to realize that Tiffany was seated next to her.
When she turns to look at Tiffany, the 'Good morning class' from Mrs. Wu and all that followed went through one ear and out the other. Taeyeon must have been caught up staring for a while because the room had gone silent and the only sounds were pens scribbling on blank sheets and pages from textbooks being flipped through.
Taeyeon clears her throat and looks around the room to see that everyone had been working. The girl then looks to the front and sees Mrs. Wu reading a novel of some kind at her desk, taking occasional sips from her coffee mug. Glancing up towards the white board she could see the given assignment written down in red dry erase marker.
Taeyeon turns back and sees Tiffany working quietly like she always does. Her eyes drift from the sheet of paper to the way Tiffany's lavender purple hoodie is bunched up around her fingers giving off the sweater paw look. Taeyeon then looks up to see that Tiffany had her blonde hair pulled up into a high ponytail and she was wearing round specs. Tiffany looked...cute.
Taeyeon shakes her head to rid the current thoughts she were having. Instead, she slides her chair and desk closer to Tiffany until she is able to see her paper clearly. The blonde then looks at Tiffany and whispers, "Be a doll and lend me a sheet of paper and a pen..." She leans on her arm and waits for Tiffany to answer.
"Be a responsible person and bring your own paper and pen." Of course, this rejection shouldn't be surprising to her but it is. Taeyeon lets out a dry laugh.
"You can't be serious... You've got a notebook filled with paper right there." The jock points to the notebook and Tiffany ignores her and continues to work on the assignment. Taeyeon scoffs, she wasn't going to take no for an answer but she sure as hell wasn't going to beg. Oh no, that's not the way it works. If anyone was going to be doing any begging it was going to be Tiffany. So feeling a little daring but also curious, Taeyeon leans over blows into Tiffany's ear to see if she'd get the same reaction she had gotten yesterday.
Oh she got a reaction alright.
A clean smack on the side of her head from a red faced Tiffany.
…
"Damn it Tiffany! What the fuck?!" Taeyeon holds the back of her head with a pained look on her face. The girl had been minding her own business for once until this demonic being dragged her up the stairs and out onto the rooftop of the school building. If Taeyeon didn't know any better, she'd think Tiffany were a member of the wrestling team with how much she's been throwing her around lately. From slamming her against the hood of her own car to shoving her down onto the ground– it's been two whole days since their night together and Tiffany hasn't treated her any better. In fact, Tiffany became more violent.
"You told." Is the first thing Tiffany says since she'd dragged Taeyeon up there. The blonde doesn't speak because of the surging pain on the back of her head that connected with the steel door when Tiffany pushed her up against it. The grip on Taeyeon's collar tightens and before she can even speak, her body is jerked down so that she is eye level with Tiffany. "Why did you tell them?!" The brunette demanded, her face red from anger and embarrassment from the comments the basketball team threw at her. All were calling her 'Beauty' and asking where the 'Beast' was. They teased her by saying that they couldn't wait for the sequel. This thought makes Tiffany start shaking the girl in her grasp, demanding an answer.
Taeyeon has to work to pull Tiffany's hands off her shirt. "I didn't tell them that we slept together, I told them that you're the Beauty to my Beastliness." Taeyeon smirks wider when Tiffany's nostril flair and her eyes have that 'I'm going to kill you' look in them.
The blonde couldn't get her eyes off of Tiffany's eyes. Call her crazy but 'Angry Tiffany' is definitely the sexiest Tiffany she's ever seen. That being said, she can't hold her tongue and keep her comments to herself.
"Don't act like it's not true. I do recall you having a limp in your walk the morning after and last night. I mean.. those are the after affects to spending a night with the beast." Taeyeon has no time to give that arrogant and over-confident smile because for the first time ever, Tiffany's knee found its way where it hurt the most. In the blink of an eye, the athlete was down on her side with both hands shielding her from further damage.
The pained cries from the girl bring a devilish smile to Tiffany's face. "Who's limping now?" The brunette cackles loudly and Taeyeon can only watch through blurred vision from the tears welling up in her eyes. The pain was unbearable and it seemed that it would never end. It feels like she's going to vomit now, her ears are ringing and her lower half.. words haven't been invented to describe how much pain she was feeling.
Tiffany looks down at the girl and she feels guilty now. A tiny tiny..very microscopic tiny part of her does feel guilty so she squats down and reaches out to rub the girls back. "It was reflex." Is all she says to excuse her actions.
Taeyeon turns away from her and gradually starts getting back to her feet. The blonde had needed to grab onto the fence that lined the edge of the roof to help her stand. Once she's up, she wipes her tears and points at Tiffany.
"That was uncalled for!" She snaps with a dark glare. Her face was red and her eyebrows were knitted together. Now it was her turn to flair her nostrils and say, "I'm going to make you regret that."
Taeyeon limps towards the door but Tiffany quickly blocks her path. "No! I'm sorry, don't tell everyone Taeyeon, please." Tiffany pleads with her hands pressed against Taeyeon's shoulders to stop the girl from moving further.
Taeyeon tilts her head and jerks it a bit making a cracking noise sound off which makes Tiffany cringe.
"Get out of my way, Hwang."
Uh oh. Taeyeon must really be angry to refer to Tiffany by her surname. Never in history has that ever happened. It was always pet names with her but now.. now Tiffany knows how serious Taeyeon is. Tiffany has never seen Taeyeon look at her this way before. It was kind of scary and maybe even a little attractive. There was a pulsing vein on the latter's neck where the faded hickey had been located. It made Tiffany unconsciously lick her lips and take a step closer to the fuming girl. It was when Taeyeon exhales through her nose that Tiffany snaps out of it and looks up at her.
"Taeyeon-ah, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that.. I'm really sorry." Now she feels apologetic towards the taller girl. She feels apologetic and afraid of what Taeyeon was going to do next. Tiffany had been pushing Taeyeon's buttons lately, she knows but she couldn't help it. It wasn't normal for Taeyeon to kiss her randomly even if they were alone, her hands reacted on their own and shoved Taeyeon against the hood of her car last night. Tiffany has grown accustom to rejecting Taeyeon, it never occurred to her that one day she would have to accept it.
"...I won't tell but you need to get out of my way so that I can go to the nurse." Taeyeon sighs softly with her head lowering a bit. There was still pain and what she really needed to do was lay down. Taeyeon is mad at Tiffany right now and she would most definitely get her back but she knows that she must recover first before making a move. The girl was gonna get it just not now.
"I'll help you." Tiffany aids the girl limping towards the door and helps her go down to the nurse.
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"Kim Taeyeon, you shouldn't practice so hard, you could've been seriously injured." The nurse gently says to the star player who has a look of discomfort on. Possibly from the slow fading pain between her legs. It still hurt but it would pass. And the sooner it does the better for her. While she's laid out here, she could figure out a way to get back at the girl standing at the foot of the bed.
"Aw, you poor thing. Here, maybe this will make you feel better." The nurse starts to massage Taeyeon's thighs and Tiffany has to bite back the scoff.
Taeyeon sees the look on Tiffany's face and she can't help but smirk and bring her arms behind her head.
"That's better isn't it?" The young nurse looks up at Taeyeon with a shy smile. The brunette nods, her smirk instantly replaced by an innocent smile.
The nurse tells her how cute she is and Tiffany rolls her eyes knowing just how fake that smile were and how far Kim Taeyeon was from innocent.
This is the second time Tiffany's had to witness a teacher openly flirt with Taeyeon.
The first time was when they had a substitute teacher in English by the name Ms. Kyungri. The sub was obviously still a college student in the process of becoming a teacher she was young and hardly knew how to teach the way Mrs. Wu did. Kyungri was very pretty not to mention dressed a little inappropiately for a place full of high school students. What teacher wears a skin tight black cocktail dress with a low cut to show off their cleavage? None. Kyungri would walk around the class so that she could 'help the students in need' which was a flat out lie. The only students she helped were the pairs specifically around Taeyeon. Kyungri would bend over to 'help' with the students while her ass or cleavage was on display for Taeyeon's eyes. There was even a time where she leaned over Taeyeon's desk just to ask Tiffany if she'd needed help to which she hadn't bothered to answer because she knew what the teacher had been doing. Ten minutes before class ended she looked at Taeyeon and said 'If you need help with anything, I'm here all day.' Rumors spread that Taeyeon returned to the class during lunch for a 'study session' and some even say they saw Taeyeon making out with the substitute after school hours.
Tiffany shakes her head at the thought, her eyes following the nurse who went off to tend to another student who had a bloody nose.
"Aw are you jealous, cupcake?" Taeyeon calls out to Tiffany. The brunette hadn't stopped staring in the direction of which the nurse had gone off to until Taeyeon had said something to her.
"Pft, of what?" The brunette scoffs and folds her arms over her chest, she was beginning to feel annoyed and irritated with the brunette.
"Don't front." Taeyeon snorts with her eyes closing.
"You owe me a massage." Taeyeon casually says to the brunette whose eyes are now wide from shock.
"Are you kidding me?" The question earns a laugh and head shake from Taeyeon.
"You knee'd my dick, you were close to hitting my balls, the least you could do is give me a massage after school." Taeyeon's hand is placed over the bulge in her pants and her eyebrows are meeting once again as the memory comes back to her.
Tiffany sighs and grumbles under her breath. "You didn't have to do that ya know. The sensible thing to do would be for you to blush or some shit." Taeyeon continues to complain about what happened on the rooftop incident.
"Who's limping now? Ohh.. I'll make you eat those words Tiffany." Taeyeon peels her eyes open and glares at the blonde.
"I was being nice earlier— In fact, I wasn't even going to show anyone our little drunken night but now.." Taeyeon chuckles lowly, there's a cunning smile on her face as she gazes at the shorter girl. "Tiffany.." She clicks her tongue.
"You'll regret ever saying that to me."