↳☼ Dara and Hamin's Tent

@☼ Hamin "Yah," Sandara slurred, hitting him playfully on the shoulder. "I'm not that much of a ." She made a face at him, unimpressed that he had thought she had seen an exceeding amount of es in her life. Though, in her drunken state, she found it quite funny, chucking against the skin of his stomach.

She had known him since he was in his teens, when Luhan had found him and brought him to her so she could take him under her wing. She had essentially raised him into what he was now. And here she was, on the bridge of having with him. It was such a world away from those days but, with alcohol in her veins and fuzzy thoughts, it seemed perfectly natural; in fact, it seemed like it was always meant to happen.

Sandara flicked her eyes up at him, finally having revealed his . "You have nothing to worry about," she promised with a smile that hinted flirtation. "Trust me."

In that moment, she felt like she should have always wondered what it looked like. Why was she never curious? Perhaps she had never truly seen him as a man until that moment. He had only and always bee her best friend; that denoted gender immediately. Whether he had a or s, she obviously hadn't cared.

But, right then, she was glad it was the former. Even looking at it made her feel a little more lubricated in between her legs. If she hadn't been drunk, she probably would have been embarrassed at her train of thought. But with the vodka in her system, she just giggled it off.

But as soon as Hamin's vulnerable voice shook, nervous to ask her that question, her giggle died in . He was really nervous about this. He didn't need to be. She'd take good care of him. She knew what she was doing and she'd make sure he wouldn't have a reason to regret it.

But to quell his fears, she slid back up his body, sitting up with him, and cupped his cheeks affectionately. "I want to," she whispered with surprising care. "Don't you?"

Slowly, she returned to the attention she had been giving to his body. She slid her hands underneath him, making sure she could get a good hold of the cushions underneath, and felt something hard and cold. Sandara made a face and pulled back, taking it with her. It was a photo album... Filled with pictures of kittens...

"What the hell is this?" Her drunken voice laughed, waving it in the air.

But she was quickly distracted by his body once again.

As soon as she heard his sounds of approval, she began to gently on the tip of his . Very slowly, knowing he was new to this, she slid further over his , continuing to and his tip.

Then she took her hand, brushing her fingertips along his bare shaft before cupping her hand around the part not overtaken by . Then she began to it ever so slightly, moving even further onto his , listening intently for his reaction.

((Super long! Sorry! I got carried away XD))

@☼ Dara " Aaah ... W-well none workbook of compliments would ever be able to describe how such a magnificent individual you are . You are simply just one of a kind noonaa Aaah . " he simply stated as he struggled by speaking properly by the sweet kisses massaging his skin. How gently her plum lips worked , biting his teeth in reaction of her starting me to him creating marks that would last for a good time , how much it tickled , the kisses . Arching his back up, heated up as a barbecued hot dog that flipped up and down. Maybe a bad comparing yet he felt being barbecued by hers poisoning lips of heaven . She was the snake , hypnotising and seductive . " hmmph" he held in , actually for the first time this night worrying about him being too loud . His hands held onto the pillows under him , wiggling over the tickling wet kisses as she trailed downwards , more and more , the closer she came his lower area , the more boiling it felt . The more harder turned , by the Warmth of blood pumping it. " God damn " he hissed under his breath , sighing of sudden relief as he thought the torture would last longer yet , the golden string of underwear was taken off . It kinda made him consider , would he lose it for her tonight ? No onesie him comfortable enough to reveal his whole body , but for her , especially in a drink state he might consider it . Or wait , he already decided . " noona , ah.. Don't look too much at it , I know you have seen many es in your life , but I apologise of my size isn't satisfying enough . I dunno the standards " he spoke all of sudden shyly as he closed his eyes , not wanting to look at her as he just revealed his . The boy moved his hand down , stroking her hair softly as he felt for not just lying there but giving a sign of appreciation . " d-ara" he asked and sat up a little stroking her back as he looked down at her , leaning down to kiss her forehead " will we do it tonight ?" He asked with a quite a shivery voice . Actually not believing they were boiling hot in the same tent , sweating , completely and he actually showed her his erected private parts . It felt so weird yet so nice . He couldn't sit still though nervousness filled his eyes as he watched her vow her head down , promising it wouldn't hurt , bubbles inside of him increased as an electrifying sensation just hit him with a smack and he gasped softly yet in surprise the closer and closer she got and the moment she upwards his shaft and hit a nice spot he wiggled by shivers of how amazing it felt the pleasure that was given of different emotions striking him . He held on to the pillows with his hand still in an upwards sitting position as he kind of was curious seeing her cute face . Yet it was hard to keep himself up so he gently laid himself down again , breathing heavily as she worked , moving his hand to keep stroking her hair gently. Her silky beautiful hair . " Aaah noona right there ... Nggh ..." So embarrassing words. Yet he would probably forget the day afterwards . Those silly words he said

@☼ Hamin Sandara was perfectly happy with taking the teacher role. It gave her power and she found it exhilarating.

She would gladly teach him. She'd show him exactly how this was supposed to be done, how he could use his fingers and his mouth for someone else's pleasure. As good as he had proved himself to be so far, there was always improvement to be had.

Smirking in her drunk state, Sandara whispered hotly in his ear, "Watch me."

Slowly, Sandara kissed his neck. Gentle kisses, soft and sensual. When he murmured in his ear, she chuckled, saying, "Not in so many words." She sighed against the skin of his neck when he began to nibble on her earlobe. Despite how much of a he was, he seemed to have a natural talent for this. Sandara should have tested it out a long time ago.

Her skin was clammy against his, her s pressed up against his chest. There was so little space between them, it became harder to breath. But Sandara couldn't help but want to be closer to her best friend.

Sandara ran her tongue along his neck and smirked when he moaned, realising he was sensitive in just that spot. Sandara took advantage of it, kissing it gently before and nibbling on the skin. She knew she had marked him there but didn't waste any time in looking. Instead, she slid down his body effortlessly, their skin barely inches apart. While she trailed kisses down his torso towards his stomach, Sandara worked on his lower half.

As best she could with one hand, she pushed his trousers down, just enough to give her access, and then slipped her fingers under the fabric of his underwear, pulling it over his and setting it free.

"Yes," she promised, hearing his short, shallow breaths. Was he scared? Lifting her head, Sandara watched his eyes, seriousness filling hers. "I promise it will feel good," she said. Then, for good measure, though she didn't know what good it would do, "I won't hurt you."

Slowly, knowing he was nervous, though feeling the tension inside his body just ready to pop, Sandara kissed his stomach gently, inching her lips downwards, getting closer and closer to his crotch. Wanting to show him how good this could feel, Sandara gently trailed her tongue up his shaft before teasingly sliding it over the tip.

@☼ Dara Quite taken aback about the sudden switch of roles , the young brunette were a little shocked at first but then he just shook that off by raising his shoulders, not really minding the fact that she wanted to be on top , after all the young fair yet dangerous rose has spread her thorns. " fine for me, show me oh great sandara, how this really is supposed to be done . Teach me . " he spoke seductively , raising his hand to her silk soft cheek, as plum as the colour of a bloomed rose . She was really gorgeous tonight , how come that some alcohol and a ual act had to ale him realise that fact just now? They were of the opposite after all , living for years together , it's pretty strange how they never concluded to try please each other ? Perhaps this would help hamin get the fright of human contact disappear? Maybe finally he could set himself free from the trauma which was caused any years ago? " Dara ? Have someone ever told you that you are more fair then Aphrodite herself? That you are the most beautiful creation of nature? " he whispered softly to her ear as he leant up, allowing himself to gently nibble her earlobe . As a teaser himself was. Being drunk was fun ! Not that he realised it, but maybe he should drink more from now on? Trails of sweat slid downwards his forehead, their bodies starting to become clammy of the heat of the moment trails of kisses, tickles from her soft lips onto his neck was felt . Arching his back up, he moaned softly out of surprise not knowing he was so sensitive there and the shivers coming from the fingers that created an opening of air to his growing bulge, suffering from the tightness. It bubbles within him . Bubbles that popped so fast that his nerves couldn't keep up with the speed all the emotions of affectionate touching . " Dara it I-it feels so weird .... Y-yet so good, is this how touching each other should be felt ?" He asked innocently a sudden fright showering over him as the thoughts of precious horrifying experiences were visioned as images in his mind .

@☼ Hamin Sandara's giggle was cut off by a moan. "It is really fun," she sighed, her breath heavy. "We should do this more often," she chuckled, her alcoholic mind foggy. But the pleasure that Hamin was giving her was so acute that she couldn't help but focus on it.

Hamin touched her so tentatively, his hands so feverish, his tongue barely grazing her. She wanted to moan for him to stop treating her so delicately. She wanted him to challenge her, to be rough and confident with her.

Sandara felt his fingers slide into her and she sighed in pleasure. "Stop treating me like a porcelain doll, Hamin," she said strongly, though her words were slurred. "I'm not going to break."

She wondered why it had taken it this long for them to do anything like this. Honestly, it was inevitable. A girl and a boy staying in the same tent would eventually lead to some sort of ual interaction. Perhaps it had just been the alcohol that had been the catalyst.

As much as Sandara loved being the one getting the attention from Hamin, she hated just lying around, letting Hamin be the one to take control, even if she was leading him.

Sandara smirked. Where was Hamin and Sandara without a bit of competition? She grinned before grabbing Hamin's shoulders and spinning him onto his back while she climbed on top of him. "Let me show you how it's done," she murmured through a chuckle before kissing his neck and swiftly ing his trousers with one hand.

@☼ Dara Swirling is tongue in circles, the male closed his eyes, trying to avoid the flooding of her juice pumping out, exceeded in his level of what he could tolerate, its bitter taste covered his tongue, but he wouldn´t drown, he wouldn`t stop for that. How she moaned so sweet kept him doing it, her moans sounded like music to his ears, he paused up for a second, giggling, letting its vibrations tickle her. ” I dunno. But its fun” he stated, feeling the way her body moved, her delicate hips, which he d lightly.



When his tongue finally came in contact with it, Sandara let out a low moan, slowly arching her back at the feel of it. She began to roll her hips ever so slightly, his mouth setting her body on fire, herself getting wetter and wetter by the minute. "Oh, that's it, that's it," she moaned when his tongue glided over just the right spot. She rolled her eyes back, letting herself feel it. "When did you get so good at this?" She groaned through heated breaths. The male smirked, glancing lightly up at her ” Natural talent” he pursed it off, before the female took a hold onto his hand, guiding it slowly to her womanhood, showing the glorious hole where he was supposed to stick in, so was it there a was going in if he chose to lose his golden string? Or Steal dara`s. Such a honor. Slowly, the male stuck out two fingers out and slid them slightly inside the hole, earning a layer of liquid covering his hand as he pushed it slowly in and out. ”Tell me if you want it faster or slow.. I`ll be careful noona.”

@☼ Hamin Sandara sighed in pleasure as Hamin trailed his lips down her body, exploring every area. His lips felt experienced although she knew he hadn't done anything like this before. At least, not to her knowledge. For all she knew, he'd been hitting on girls and guys alike while she wasn't looking. But Sandara didn't care about that in that moment. Instead, she focused on how his tongue was trailing down /her/ body and not someone else's and she shivered.

"How have we never done this before?" She asked through husky giggles- but her voice was cut short as Hamin glided his hands along her hips and slid his fingertips across her inner thighs. She let out a little whimper at the touch, her skin fiery and alive, spreading to her . His hand slid away her and she slowly spread her legs, willing him to do it, to her. Her was throbbing, yearning for his lips to le it.

When his tongue finally came in contact with it, Sandara let out a low moan, slowly arching her back at the feel of it. She began to roll her hips ever so slightly, his mouth setting her body on fire, herself getting wetter and wetter by the minute. "Oh, that's it, that's it," she moaned when his tongue glided over just the right spot. She rolled her eyes back, letting herself feel it. "When did you get so good at this?" She groaned through heated breaths.

Then, taking hold of his hand, he guided it to her womanhood, showing him how to slide his fingers inside of him. One finger and then two and then three.

@☼ Dara It was so squichy, so warm, soft as he kissed onto it, allowing his tongue to slide over the red of hers, like a baby getting milk from his mom. His other hand gently squeezing the other, with motions of his body moving along as he did the actions, closed eyes, obeying the mistress with every movement she did to guide him by his soaked wet hair, as her fingertips, held over his, directing his movements, teaching him the art of giving pleasure to a woman.
He set free the for a small moment, reaching for air, glancing up at his friend. Her face looked gorgeous when she made her sweet sounds, making him even lustful. ” You look gorgeous noona. ” seductively speaking, before he leant down again, sticking out his tongue to let it slide over her , like a pet over it. Letting go of her massaged , the boy slid down, trailing kisses during his path throughout her body, downwards, with sweet wet kisses. He sensed her curvy hips, placinghis hands to glide over, fingertips sensing the inner thigh, as he used his hands to first glide down her , through her long legs, and off, before spreading them

Earning this idea, as he slyly around his lips, he saw the glory of her womanhood, never seeing such precious before, he gulped a little before moving his head in between, sticking out his tongue, to her oris, and basically explore every layer. He desired her to feel great, to feel nice. After all, she had taught him so well during the years, now was his payback.

@☼ Hamin "I try," she responded, breathy and seductive. She was used to being sultry and alluring but she had never expected to be so around Hamin - and she'd never have imagined going this far. But it felt strangely natural that the two of them would come to this. His skin against hers felt like hers. She couldn't imagine anyone else's right there in that moment.

She felt satisfied when he moaned at her touch, his legs becoming weak. Before she knew it, he'd scooped her up and had laid her on his bed, sliding his arms around her to u clasp her bra. She let him slip it off, his fingers brushing against her skin. Hamin was leaning in towards her chest, his hand gliding over one s while the other was being caressed by his lops and tongue. Sandara slowly guided his hand to where she knew the skin was most sensitive and she unwillingly let out a little moan.

"Much better than earlier," she giggled through heavy breaths, feeling herself get wet, longing for more. She remembered earlier when he had slid his tongue along her cleavage. The feeling of his tongue now around her made her restless. She moaned again, running her fingers through his vodka soaked hair, guiding him.

@☼ Dara This was so surreal, like a foggy dream that you only got visualised a few images the days after. He never expected to turn by his sister like friend, a girl he had protected from other men. Never wanted he to let their filthy hands to touch a sapphire so precious like her, but her he stood, with his alcohol covered dirty hands, doing the exact thing he feared someone would do to her. Maybe he wanted her for herself? Well he didn´t know much, he just, he just cared deeply for dara, never wishing to see her hurt. Temperature increased, it felt like they were in their own little bubble of happiness, their little world, only them two. Then a daring point of her, sliding her graceful leg capturing her as the alluring snake she was into her grip, leaving him to stare at her, and only her. “ You really have a talent to hypnotize people, even me… “ he spoke seductively, all in surprise as he was too busy admiring her face of perfection, that he didn´t even notice the hand that slid underneath his underwear, his outer skin being pushed gently upwards and down, pumping blood onto his bulge, leaving an ecstasy of a rush, spreading around his body, forcing the male to part his lips for a sweet moan… Instantly, feeling shaky underneath, he was worried he couldn´t stand properly, so he held tightly onto the girl, moving his arms to carry her in the arms, over to his bed, as he didn`t wanted any dirt to come onto hers, gently laying her down, as he followed by, laying down next to her. He craved more of her, he wanted to dominate her, so sneaky hands moved to the back of her torso, fingers ing her bra, gently taking it off to reveal the glory. “ If I have the honor noona…” he whispered, breathing heavily as he motioned his head, one hand caressing one ofher s, as he pressed his lips around her , kissing it. Truthfully, he would probably be more shocked by seeing them, but truthfully, he was speechless, but this opportunity needed to be handled a little professionally, not like the true boy he was.

@☼ Hamin "Of course," Dara's voice shuddered as she felt his breath against her ear and down her neck. It sent shivers across her body.

As they deepened the kiss, Hamin's tongue challenging hers for dominance, she pressed her body against his grinding slowly. His hand trailed down her bare back and she let out a little shiver of a moan against his lips. Suddenly she wanted more, never having expected that she'd wanted it from this boy. But his arms holding her so tightly against him and the gentle grinding of their bodies together made her feel hot. Tingles were alive in her body, spreading between her legs.

Slowly, she slid one leg up his body, wrapping it around his waist, desperate for him to cling onto her. She smirked when she felt the hardness between his legs and, ever so slowly, she slid her hand down, slipping her fingers underneath his underwear and ever so slightly stroking them against .

@☼ Dara This sensation, how it turned, as their bodies grinding against each other, darkness filled the room as only one source of light made him see the shadows forming her presented body. As she pulled away, revealing her skin, underwear with laces at the edges of details, such a coincidence she had chosen a daring pair of underwear, it was stunning, leaving hamin there with thoughts inappropriate for even his mind to think. Bodies collided as pieces of a puzzle, perfectly fitted together. He felt their skins blending in together, smoothly grinding against each other, with a little help of the alcohol spilled over them from earlier, still even small drops from his hair locks, dripping down to land on the chest of dara, trailing gently down in between down her cleavage, only for hamin´s stormy blue eyes to stare at.
”Only by the best” he leant over to her ear, whispering huskily into it, so it would tickle, for so moving back to meet the girl eye for an eye, staring deeply into hers, for the first time really noticing the details of their rare beauty, shining like diamonds. A more passionately encore, he felt the tip of her tongue poke onto the opening of his. The brunette opened his mouth a little, allowing her tongue to enter with a other tongue, greeting it as it pressed a little against hers, swirling around each other, as he procedes to move his further into hers mouth, letting it glide over her white teeth, lined up perfectly. Arms held tightly around her waist, temptingly moving downwards to her hump, stroking it gently, as he suddenly felt a bulge growing between his legs, the boy moaned, yet the sound remained muffled as they were busy speaking the language of love.

@☼ Hamin Dara's lips d Hamin's, ever so slowly deepening the kiss, her lips sinking into his. She could feel him fumble with his shirt, tearing it off and throwing it away from him. Dara smirked against his lips as he pulled her closer to him. "You're learning quickly," she tried to say but her lips were caught up with his again.

Through her drunken mind, Dara vaguely remembered who Hamin was - her best friend and partner in crime. She had never considered him more than that. But now that they were here, arms entangled with each other and lips together, she found it oddly enticing.

Dara pulled away from Hamin for a second, only to pull her dress over her head, revealing her underwear. She giggled ridiculously before pilling Hamin to her again, crashing their bodies together, skin against skin. She could feel the ripples of his torso against hers and his arms firmly around her back. She felt herself clinging to him as she kissed him, more passionate this time, slipping her tongue in between his lips.

@☼ Dara ”hmm??” the moment they reached their tent, dara started to talk, which made hamin just giggle. ” I was daring though! I mean i did clean the vodka from you! Be thankful” he laughed lightly, his smile bigger than usual even eyes sharpened into a smile. He was about to lay down to the bed, certainly fall as his feet was struggling to keep himself up straight. Before then, his beloved friend snatched a piece of his brown hair, tearing strictly onto it. Without eve none restriction, all in huge shock, widened eyes as lips collided into each other, all hamin could do was to swirl his arms around her slowly, as he had to hold onto something. It felt weird at first, then she once again closed the gap between their lips, it was still a bit shocking
yet it calmed his body a nutch down, the mood turning into something strangely unusual than they were normally having during a heated night like this. The warmth exalarating from his body, sharing some to her as their temperature was even. The smell of her fruity lipstick, the sweet movement he followed, slowly he closed his eyes, following the rhythm, stroking her back gently as their boy swayed. The bubbles that grew within him, the tension the two friends turned into sweet balance. Hamin leaned his head to the side, deepening the kiss, parting his arms as he ed his shirt, feeling extremely hot, like it was a sauna in here. Throwing the shirt away, starting to unwrap his fabric for so only stand there, topless in her presence. The boy twirled his arms around her , bringing her delicate curved body closer to his, allowing one hand to sneak up, stroking her silky hair. Hamin´s mind must have gone insane, although, he always found his beloved partner in crime beautiful. Dangerously beautiful.

@☼ Hamin "You know, Hamin," Sandara slurred once they'd reached their tent, the thought suddenly coming to them. "You can't just kiss a girl by her s. I mean, that's just rude!" She retorted, her words barely understandable as she struggled to keep her balance. "I mean, you've got to do it better. At least, keep it to her lips- You know what!" She exclaimed, exasperated. "It's probably better if I show you."

Stumbling towards him, she grabbed the hair at the back of his head, pulling him towards him and crashing her lips against his. Their lips broke apart quickly when she giggled. "See?" Then she looked thoughtful. "No. Let me try that again." Then she slipped her lips against his, moving them in drunken but soft movements.

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