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“So you agree I’m allowed to touch you when you’re asleep?” Yoonji asks, fiddling with the various rings on her fingers.

It’s distracting for Hosook, thinking about the whole ordeal already has her mind quite hazy and the sight of Yoonji manspreading infront of her was not helping in the slightest.

“Yes, you can do whatever you want. As long as it’s not with a strap or something.” She answers with a sheepish giggle.

“Of course, I won't go too far, don’t worry.”

Hosook can't help but sit curiously watching as a smirk slowly shows up on Yoonji’s cat-like features. Suddenly, there’s a blush creeping a way onto her cheeks and she has the slight impression that she just made a deal with the devil.

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And God knew she was right when she is woken up one Sunday morning with the uncomfortable but familiar feeling of dampness between her legs. She blinks and opens her eyes slowly getting adjusted to the feeling of being awake, taking in the warm sunlight reflecting against the ceiling before she looks down. And she's met with a peculiar sight, to say the least.

Yoonji is sprawled on top of her, and the oversized t-shirt Hosook had slept in last night has been pulled up just enough to expose her chest. Yoonji's mouth has her right nipple in it, her calloused hands cupping the two breasts gently as she lavishly licks at the little bundle of flesh.

Hosook's mouth goes dry, her throat already sore from her previously sleeping state. She'd never been a morning person but waking up like this has her brain even more fuzzy than usual. Her hand seems to react on its own accord and gently strokes over Yoonji's hair while she lets out a gentle sigh.

"Mmm..." Yoonji hums happily, turning her head in Hosook's direction to smile sleepily and kiss at the underside of her breast, "morning baby."

And if Hosook didn't know any better she'd think the younger girl was purring like some sort of cat. The thought makes her laugh which has a pleasant effect on Yoonji as well, making her grin.

"What're you laughing at?" Yoonji whispers softly against Hosook's skin, her hands leaving her chest to go grip her thighs instead, reminding Hosook of the heat pooling down there.

"Nothing, you're just cute." She mutters in her cranky morning voice, smiling contendly as the sheets move along with Yoonji on the mattress.

Yoonji rolls her eyes fondly, moving her mouth to Hosook's neck, her nose brushing against the exposed skin and softly sucking at it. Her lips trail up the length of Hosook's throat to her mouth and Hosook can't help but groan at their proximity. Yoonji chuckles again:

"Morning breath, huh?"

Hosook nods, making a dramatic face of disgust by contorting her facial features as much as she could. Those theater classes her Soojin unnie had forced her to attend paid off in the end.

Yoonji sits up, she's basically on top of Hosook. She stretches slowly, just like a cat, then backs down and gently taps Hosook's thighs, and the latter doesn't hesitate to open them up.

"Guess I gotta kiss you somewhere else." Yoonji mutters in her raspy morning voice, driving Hosook absolutely crazy and reminding her despite how amused she might be right now, she's also extremely aroused.

She doesn't know what Yoonji did while she was asleep and it's part of the reason she feels so turned on, the ambiguity of it all, letting herself be so vulnerable for her partner. It makes her muscles tense in a way that makes her want to squirm.

She's at Yoonji's mercy and she loves it. Speaking of the latter, she doesn't waste time getting rid of those flimsy shorts Hosook likes to wear when going to bed. And of course, her panties are soaked. They're the light pink ones, with the little bow at the front.

"My favorites." Yoonji comments, planting a kiss on Hosook's inner thigh and sucking on the skin there.

Hosook nods in acknowledgment, she knows what Yoonji likes and dislikes on her; the type of underwear she buys is all based on that. It's embarrassing to say outloud but she knows the older woman knows it deep down. And one day, she'll tease Hosook about it but right now it seems like all Yoonji wants to do is to get to work.

She kisses each side of her thighs, before unhooking her panties. They struggle a bit, with Hosook having to lift herself off the mattress but once they're off, Yoonji wastes no time heading straight between her legs. She exhales through her nose against her lover's wet cunt, taking in the smell of her arousal then bites her lip, her eyes rolling back.

"Fuck me." Hosook breathes out, the thought accidentally leaving her mouth before she can stop herself.

Yoonji’s tongue glides across Hosook's clit lightly, her eyes closing and her mouth open, tasting and sucking it. Hosook moans loudly, gripping onto Yoonji's black hair, and the latter just smiles and licks her lips.

"I will, baby, don't worry." Yoonji whispers against her skin, "But I'm gonna take my sweet time with it."

Yoonji's breath hits Hosook's folds and she gasps. Yoonji licks for the first time, tasting the precum with no shame at all, it makes the younger inadvertently try to close her legs only to have a hand grip her knee and keep her legs spread.

"Careful, Sooksie."

"Yes, Unnie." She nods fervently, shuddering when Yoonji's tongue suddenly meets her clit. Her hand grips the sheet while the other settles on Yoonji's scalp, gently rubbing at her soft black hair.

Yoonji sucks at her clit, tongue nibbling at the nub sending waves of pleasure coursing through Hosook's body as she arches her back slightly off the bed. She closes her eyes for a second, then opens them wide when Yoonji slides two fingers inside her.

She hisses at the intrusion first, then whimpers at the realization that her clit is getting stimulated while her pussy is being fingered. Yoonji scissors her hands inside, eyes closed and brows furrowed in concentration, her mouth is still on the other's clitoris. She's always been good at multitasking but Hosook never expected to experience it this way.

Either way, she feels like she's on cloud nine right now. Yoonji's fingers are deep inside her, making slow and steady movements as she sucks on her clit with something that feels like devotion.

It sends chills down Hosook's spine and she bites her bottom lip hard, nails digging into Yoonji's scalp. Her hips begin rocking and she lets out a pained groan because the movement makes her clit throb harder under Yoonji's ministrations.

"Unnie, please.." She says breathlessly, not sure what she's asking for.

Yoonji seems to get an idea out of it though, her fingers leaving her cunt and getting replaced by her mouth instead. Her tongue slides inside Hosook's hole with ease, licking at the fluids inside and exploring the inside of her walls like an expert.

Hosook has now grabbed a nearby pillow, her hips rocking endlessly as she feels her eyes rolling almost to the back of her head. Her mouth is spewing inconsistent phrases, just pet names and pleas interrupted by sounds of her own loss in lust.

It's not too long before she reaches her orgasm, her toes curling and her back arching completely off the mattress with a loud drawn out string of moans. Yoonji continues to eat her through her orgasm, not caring about overstimulation or eating her girlfriend's own cum. Hosook cries out and Yoonji takes it as her cue to finish the job, sliding out from between her legs and looking up at her with a cheshire-like grin.

"You feeling good?"

"Yeah... yeah, that was amazing, Unnie." Hosook admits, and Yoonji's eyes crinkle as she giggles, nodding.

The younger girl scrambles to sit upright only for Yoonji to crawl on top of her again, and make her lay down before laying down next to her. They face each other and soon the room is filled with giggles, as they stupidly stare at one another after one good orgasm.

"Good morning, Sooksie."

"Good morning, Unnie."

Yoonji kisses her cheek and holds out her arms for Hosook to crawl inside them, she does so immediately of course. They lay there for a while, just basking into the sunlight emitting from their window and each other's presence.

"You know," Hosook breaks the silence after a while, running one of her fingers across Yoonji's stomach absently, "you really look pretty right now."

Yoonji blushes, and stays quiet for a few seconds, not quite sure what to say before muttering a small:

"Thank you, Sooksie."

Hosook’s hand is still resting atop Yoonji’s stomach, "Mmhm." She hums, smiling warmly, letting Yoonji run a hand through her brown locks. "So gorgeous I should get up and make us breakfast."

"Nooooooo..." Yoonji whines, closing her eyes for the dramatics, "I don't wanna leave the bed."

"Baby, we have to get up, c'mon." Hosook encourages her, kissing her nose.

"Nooo." Yoonji croaks, trying to hide her head under the pillow.

"I'll make us pancakes." She offers.
Yoonji sighs dramatically, opening her cat eyes to glare at Hosook from underneath her shield of a pillow.

"Fine." She relents finally, and sits up on the bed, yawning loudly.

Hosook gets up, and heads for the bathroom, picking up a pair of new underwear and shorts along the way. She takes a quick piss, dresses up and calls Yoonji to come brush her teeth with her. She hears the other groan but is eventually joined by the silhouette of the smaller girl.

They spend some time brushing their teeth and washing their faces in the bathroom and before they can head for the kitchen, Hosook pulls Yoonji in for a proper kiss. She tastes like mint, obviously, but she doesn't mind. She could kiss her girlfriend forever, if oxygen wasn't a thing.

As soon as they pull apart, Yoonji goes in for another kiss and bites at Hosook's lips and her hands wander to the other's ass before getting slapped away.

"You're not fucking your way out of breakfast, Unnie." Hosook says jokingly, but it's some form of warning and Yoonji declares she has lost the battle this time.

They finally arrive at the kitchen and start gathering the ingredients to make the pancakes from scratch. While Hosook whisks the eggs, Yoonji hums a low tune and keeps a hand hooked around her waist, getting the flour and other non-wet ingredients all together in their own bowl.

She moves towards Hosook and starts to knead her butt affectionately, grinning when she sees Hosook wince slightly, clearly enjoying the attention but trying her best not to let it show. Yoonji leans forward, pressing herself to the taller woman, wrapping her arms around her neck. She places light pecks against Hosook's nose and cheeks.

"What's this all about?" Hosook asks, flustered by all the attention she's getting as she's trying to mix the pancake batter.

"Nothing. I just love you." Yoonji answers like it's the most obvious thing in the world, acting like she didn't make Hosook almost drop her whisk in the mixing bowl.

"I love you too." She smiles, turning around and pressing their foreheads together, "Can you get me the chocolate chips?"

"Of course I will. Anything for you, baby."

Yoonji smirks, kissing Hosook's forehead. Hosook giggles at her response, knowing Yoonji is being lovey dovey on purpose just to tease her and have her all blushing and flustered.

And honestly, it's working very well but they're both enjoying it so it's a fair game for the two of them. Yoonji comes with the bag of chocolate chips in hand, she asks:

"How much you wanna put in?"

Hosook had turned the oven on, melting butter onto a pan she placed on beforehand to prepare the pancakes. She thinks for a few seconds, then says gleefully:

"As much as possible!"

Yoonji grins at her answer, squeezing the bag of chips and sprinkles a large amount into Hosook's bowl, causing her to squeal excitedly. She watches Hosook stir the mixture thoroughly before placing a piece of chocolate pancake on the edge of the pan and letting it bubble. They both watch carefully as Yoonji steps in and flips it over perfectly, Hosook letting out a breath she didn't even know she was holding.

They continue like this, not without a few accidents and a few deformed Frankenstein's monster looking pancakes, until they have a stack they can both share for breakfast. Yoonji also gets out some soy milk from the fridge as Hosook places both of their plates on the breakfast table, getting out the whipped cream.

Yoonji is about to sit down when Hosook suddenly calls her out:

"Hey, Unnie."

"What?" She says before getting sprayed right in the face with a spoon of whipped cream. She laughs almost maniacally as she rubs the substance off with her fingers and smearing them all over Hosook's face.

"No fair!" The other screeches as she's now the victim of her own prank, but the war is quickly put to an end when Yoonji presses her fingers inside the younger's mouth.

Hosook licks them clean and even winks suggestively at her Unnie when she pulls them away, making the latter sigh fondly.

"Alright, can we have breakfast now?"
She pouts slightly, it's the cutest thing ever.

"Sure thing, baby." Hosook agrees, ruffling her hair playfully.

Hosook chuckles as she takes a seat opposite of the older girl and they start eating their food, just satisfied with each other's presence.

As long as they have one another, mornings like this will always feel like heaven.