TWICE X FEM READER SMUT

Till Dusk // Sana and Nayeon

You woke to the sound of rustling, two voices, and the clacking of metal. You kept your eyes shut, out of resentment towards the blinding sun and to continue to listen in on what was going on by the foot of your bed. You assumed it was a pair of your maids setting out your clothes for the day, hoping to get in on a little bit of the gossip they might have been having, you listened closer.But were surprised when you heard the sounds of two strikingly familiar voices of two women.

"Fuck. She looks so pretty and all spread out for us. It's almost like she's offering us her little holes." Whispered Sana, in a hushed and husky tone. Her words sent a rush of wetness and excitement through your body. They were back.

"It's a shame that stupid husband of hers hasn't bred her yet. She'd look so pretty with a baby bump." Nayeon's gaze seemed to follow her words, sending chills down your spine as you thought about the brand new concept they had in mind

reunion would have gone a little softer, more sentimental than where it was headed right now, but it was not like you were complaining.

All of a sudden, you felt warm hands grab your ankles and prop your legs up until your ass was pointed directly up to the sky, your head pressed into the plush pillows beneath you.

"You think you're sly, sweetheart?" Sana's hoarse voice made the blood in your eardrums thunder, she was leaning over you with her hands clasping both your wrists together behind your back.

"You thought we wouldn't notice that little wet patch on your shorts? You thought we wouldn't notice those pretty nipples perk up? Or how you started breathing faster when we started speaking?"

She nuzzled her nose in closer behind your ear, barely letting you hear Nayeon chuckle from behind the two of you, seemingly finishing setting something up.

"Nayeon, get the duct tape. We've got a little whore to fill up." Sana pulled away, leaving you giggling beneath her. She kept your wrists in her tight hold, but kneeled behind you, crotch pressing into your cloth-clad behind.

Nayeon pulled a roll of duct tape from the duffle bag, pulling the tape away from the roll, letting the honeydew plastic glimmer in the morning rays. She looked ethereal. Like a demigod put on earth to make human beings do her bidding. Her hair ruffled as if she'd just run her fingers through it, her black sweatpants hung low on her hips, a tight black cropped tee stretched across her shoulders, a stark contrast to her usual attire.

It was refreshing to see her so laid back, but you were no fool. You knew that despite the relaxed atmosphere she gave off, she was just as, if not more so, domineering than when she was decked out in her party-wear.

She yanked your wrists towards herself, before quickly wrapping the two joints up in the green tape. She leant forward to bite the tape, successfully tearing it before smoothing it out over your wrists. You felt her warm breath exhale against your arm, tickling your senses and making you shiver.

Sana gave an experimental tug at the confines, appreciative of how they held up against her ministrations.

"So, princess. Tell us. What have you been thinking about?" Said Nayeon, making you wriggle under her gaze.

"N-Nothing." Your weak response drew a dark chuckle from the girls.

"N-Nothing?" Mocked Nayeon. "You couldn't have just come home last night and completely forgotten about us. Hmm?"

You didn't want to give in this easily to the women before you, but it was getting awfully tricky to hold out when they were staring at you so incriminatingly.

"She asked for an answer, whore." Suddenly, one of Sana's hands was on the back of your neck, pushing you deeper into your covers. "Speak up."

You whined, unabashed and high in your throat.