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“Jho, sure ka? That lilipad ka dito bukas?”

“Oo, syempre!” Jhoanna replies excitedly as she zips up her maleta after having finished packing all of her belongings into it. Pushing her glasses up with two fingers, she sighs a sigh of relief. “Sabi kasi ni doc na pwede na raw ako pumunta diyan sa inyo. Tsaka,” she adds affectionately. “Na-miss kita, bub.”

The other line was silent for a while before Jhoanna hears a scoff.

“Sus, bolera.”

“Eh kinikilig ka naman!”

BINI was set to fly to the States for the much-awaited KCON Festival, leaving them vibrating with excitement for weeks since the day they were told by the executives that they were invited to the said event. It's something that they've been dreaming of being invited to for many years. Unfortunately, due to unforeseen circumstances that involved Jhoanna falling ill, Jhoanna had been robbed of the opportunity to go with the other girls to Los Angeles together. It left her and the other members devastated, to say the least.

Now that Jhoanna’s feeling all better, however, the management and her doctor had given her the greenlight to perform at ASAP in Ontario, California. That was exactly why Jhoanna finds herself seated in an airplane that is in transit to the foreign city.

When she arrives in the said country a few days after her phone call with Mikha, Jhoanna and her staff immediately make their way to their hotel. There, she finds everyone else sitting in the lobby area, all looking like a mixture of confused and tired. The first one to notice her arrival was Stacey, who lets out a screech upon seeing her. 

Stopping in front of everyone else with her hand still on her luggage, Jhoanna grins.

“Surprise?”

“Anong ‘surprise’, di naman kami nagulat sa’yo,” Stacey bantered, though Jhoanna can see through her snarky facade and see the fact that Stacey missed her like everyone else did. Everyone immediately flock around Jhoanna, each of them giving her a hug.

Somewhere in the corner of the lobby, however, a pair of eyes followed Jhoanna's every move, waiting for the leader to acknowledge her.

“Uy Jho, nagtatampo na yung isa oh,” said Maloi, lips pointing at something or someone behind herself. “Hindi mo pa daw siya pinapansin.”

Jhoanna's smile falters a bit when she locks eyes with the woman who has been staring at her for the past few minutes, falling silent.

“Babi.”

“Jho.”

Letting go of the handle of her suitcase, Jhoanna warmly smiles and opens her arms, inviting Mikha for a hug. Breaking her resolve, Mikha immediately moves closer and lets herself be enveloped in Jhoanna's embrace.

“Na-miss kita,” Jhoanna whispers, rubbing Mikha's small back soothingly.

Mikha merely hums with the typical nonchalance expected from her, yet holds Jhoanna a little tighter. 

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Something feels off, Jhoanna notices.

She's not sure if she's only imagining it, but Mikha, who was well-known for being one of the more nonchalant members of the group, feels about 60% more clingy than she usually is. In fact, lately, Mikha has been the one initiating physical touch between the two of them instead of Jhoanna doing all the initiating.

The way that Mikha's currently leaning on the doorframe of Jhoanna and Gwen's hotel room as she looks at Jhoanna with a smile feels off too.

“Hey.”

Jhoanna blinks behind her glasses when she looks up from her phone, confused why her girlfriend is standing at the doorway.

“Hi? Ba't nandito ka?”

“I asked Gwen if I could stay here for the night. You know, spend time lang with my girlfriend.” Mikha looks at her questioningly with a small pout. “Ayaw mo ba na I'm here?”

“Hindi naman sa ganon…” Jhoanna says, sighing when she puts the book that she had been reading an hour ago on the nightstand. She was about to say something like ‘ang clingy mo lang these days’ but chooses not to.

“Move a bit,” Mikha tells her as she moves closer to the bed.

Jhoanna shrugs as she moves her phone from her bed to the nightstand next to her bed, arms automatically opening to accommodate Mikha, who immediately buries herself into Jhoanna, nuzzling her nose into Jhoanna's neck. 

“Ang clingy mo ngayon. Anong meron?” Jhoanna asks, her fingers starting to comb through Mikha's hair.

“Wala. Na-miss lang kita,” Mikha murmurs, nose still buried in Jhoanna's neck as she breathes in the leader's scent. The scent she'd missed during the time they were separated from each other when Jhoanna fell ill.

Jhoanna hums, fingers still combing through Mikha's red hair gently. Yet, there's still something in the back of her head nagging her that something about Mikha feels a little off.

“May hindi ka sinasabi sa akin.”

“Wala nga.”

But then Jhoanna switches their positions swiftly so that Mikha doesn't even have time to react and pushes the main rapper onto the bed, resulting in Mikha now lying down under her and good God, it makes Mikha squeeze her thighs together.

“Ano nga ang meron at ang clingy mo ngayon?” Jhoanna's tone is demanding, like the one she only uses when she's in her leader mode and the other members aren't behaving. The same tone that would always have Mikha breathing unevenly as she squirms to somewhat appease the needy ache between her inner thighs.

“Ngayon lang?”

Mikha replies and flashes Jhoanna a dopey smile and even though she knows exactly what Mikha means by that smile alone, she needs to hear it from Mikha herself.

“Ayaw ko ‘to,” Jhoanna expresses irritatedly, sighing while she shakes her head.

“Yung alin?” Mikha asks in a murmur, pulling Jhoanna closer by her neck before leaving ghost kisses on Jhoanna's neck that later turn to wetter, open-mouthed kisses. Jhoanna feels herself twitch down there at the action.

“Yung pagiging paligoy-ligoy mo.”

Jhoanna feels the ghost of Mikha's smile on her neck before Mikha pushes her slightly.

“Hindi naman sa ganon,” Mikha says, hands massaging Jhoanna's back before one hand slips under Jhoanna's shirt to caress her back directly, the pads of her fingers touching the leader's skin before the light scratch of Mikha's fingernails follows.

“Mas ayokong magsinungaling ka sa akin. Alam mo naman kung gaano ko yan hate na hate, diba?”

At the stern tone that Jhoanna uses, Mikha could feel the heat in her stomach intensifying by the second. She's tempted to fuel Jhoanna's annoyance because she finds Jhoanna extremely hot when she's mad, but also doesn’t want to irritate her girlfriend even more and make everything worse than she originally planned.

That's exactly why she tells Jhoanna her next words bluntly.

“I want you to fuck me.”

At Mikha's straightforward words, Jhoanna smirks. Mikha feels herself pooling at the sight.

“See?” Jhoanna whispers, her face moving closer so that her lips are brushing against Mikha's as she holds Mikha's chin with a firm hand and pries the redhead's bottom lip down with her thumb. “Mahirap bang sabihin ang totoo?”

Mikha rolls her eyes, grabbing Jhoanna's face with both of her hands before crashing their lips together in a searing kiss that has both of them groaning with pure unadulterated lust. 

Jhoanna nibbles on Mikha's bottom lip before remedying the sting with a quick swipe of her tongue, earning a soft moan from her. Mikha pulls away, breathing heavily through her parted, swollen lips. Hooded eyes darting between Jhoanna's eyes and her lips, she immediately pulls Jhoanna in for another heated kiss, moaning when Jhoanna's tongue makes its way inside her mouth.

“Kaya nakipagpalit ka kay Gwen, no?” Jhoanna mutters in between kisses, smirking when Mikha tickles Jhoanna's upper lip with a desperate tongue. “Kasi gusto mong gawin ko ‘to sayo.”

“I don't know what you're talking about,” Mikha says, breath hitching when she feels Jhoanna's hand sneak underneath her shirt, just a few millimeters shy of her bare chest. 

That's when Jhoanna immediately realizes that Mikha's not wearing a bra. 

The lack of bra prompts Jhoanna to pull away in slight confusion, dark dilated eyes staring into Mikha's eyes.

“Walang bra?” 

Mikha bites her lip before nodding, pulling her shirt up to reveal her nude chest and biting the hem of her shirt so that her breasts are left uncovered, all for Jhoanna to see. She whimpers when she sees the way Jhoanna's eyes have gotten darker, blown with want.

“Planadong-planado ah,” Jhoanna comments, and God, her voice sounds so good this way when it's an octave deeper and filled with wanton desire.

“It's not like that- ah,” Mikha moans when she feels Jhoanna's hand on her left tit, squeezing it lightly.

“Weh? Parang alam ko nga kung bakit nakipagpalit ka kay Gwen eh,” Jhoanna whispers, leaving kisses down Mikha's jawline and dragging her lips down a whining Mikha's neck as she leaves open-mouthed kisses there, sucking a furious red mark on the redhead's neck in the process. 

“Edi you tell me kung ano yung gusto kong sabihin?” Mikha asks shakily, hem of her shirt falling onto Jhoanna's arm as she moans when Jhoanna kneads her tits with one hand.

Jhoanna doesn't reply immediately as she pinches one of Mikha's nipples and uses her other hand to lift the hem of Mikha's shirt to her shoulder, leaning closer to the other breast and placing soft kisses on it, but not quite doing anything to Mikha’s untouched perky bud.

“Gusto mong…”

Mikha's breathing is ragged when Jhoanna finally starts sucking on her hard nub, teeth grazing against it lightly when she nibbles on it. It sends a satisfying jolt of slight pain and pleasure across Mikha's entire body.

“Kantutin kita.”

At her words and Jhoanna's constant assault on her chest, Mikha lets out a low moan, one hand tangling itself in Jhoanna's hair as she pushes Jhoanna's head closer to her tits. Deciding that she'd done enough work on Mikha's tits, Jhoanna pulls away from Mikha's chest and kisses her. 

Her jaw almost immediately falls as she lets out a low, breathy moan when Mikha nibbles on her bottom lip, twitching down there as Mikha slips her tongue into Jhoanna's mouth, tickling the leader's tongue as she did so.

Then Jhoanna starts getting a bit bothered by the sensation of her glasses on her face. It wasn't exactly too heavy or bothersome, but it was enough to annoy her to a certain degree.

“Sanda-” Jhoanna tries to say when she pulls away from the kiss but is immediately cut off when Mikha reels her in for another kiss, sucking on Jhoanna's bottom lip, tongue immediately sneaking into Jhoanna's mouth the moment the leader's jaw falls open to let out a small, involuntary moan.

“Sandali,” Jhoanna pulls away again, panting lightly. She reaches for her glasses and removes them, moving to put them on her nightstand. “Nakakahadlang.”

Apparently, that did not seem to be the right choice, because it has Mikha scowling as she clicks her tongue while reaching for Jhoanna's glasses on the bedside table, letting the bridge dangle loosely between her thumb and index finger by the side of Jhoanna's head.

“No. Put it back on.”

Jhoanna doesn't even protest as she takes her glasses from Mikha's fingers and places them back on the bridge of her nose, recognizing the finality in the redhead's voice.

“Better,” Mikha whispers, reaching to twirl a strand of Jhoanna's hair before leaning in to press a quick kiss on the leader's lips. “I want you to look at me clearly all throughout the entire night.”

“And plus,” Mikha continues, twirling a strand of Jhoanna's hair with a small roguish smirk forming on her lips.

“You're so hot like this.”

Then Mikha kisses Jhoanna again—this time, with more fervor than she had done just seconds ago, grinding on the bulge that threatens to push past the constraints of Jhoanna's shorts. Jhoanna moans at the contact, hands automatically travelling downward to grasp at Mikha's ass underneath the redhead’s pajama trousers and underwear, spreading her cheeks apart before squeezing her ass to the point that her nails leave marks on Mikha’s skin and has Mikha trembling. 

Deciding that she just couldn't ignore the pressing matter of her rock-hard cock straining against the tough denim of her shorts anymore, Jhoanna pulls away from the kiss with the intent of doing something else with her girlfriend. Mikha lets out an exasperated sigh, thick eyebrows knitted together with annoyance at the sudden hold-up. Her eyes are dazed with uncontrolled lust as she gets up to hastily strip herself of her silky pajama trousers, returning to Jhoanna’s lap before continuing to hump on Jhoanna's hardness, breaths coming out labored with pure pleasure as she did so.

“Bub.”

Mikha doesn't respond, closing her eyes once more as she continues lazily making out with her girlfriend even after the small interruption, taking one of Jhoanna's hands from where it had been situated on her ass and leading it under her shirt. She shivers at the heat of Jhoanna's hand tickling her skin and trailing upward, whimpering as she grinds harder on Jhoanna's lap.

“Babi,” Jhoanna tries again, pulling away from the kiss. She doesn't take her hand out of Mikha's shirt though; she squeezes one mound, hoping that it would snap the redhead out of her lust-filled trance. It has the opposite effect, however, as Mikha whimpers and still doesn't budge, crashing her lips onto Jhoanna's again instead. Grinding down on Jhoanna's erection, Mikha moans into Jhoanna's mouth as she feels herself getting wetter by the second at the constant friction between their clothed crotches.

It takes a harsh bite to her bottom lip for Mikha to pull away, face contorted with questioning annoyance. Kissing up the redhead's neck to her ear, Jhoanna nibbles on Mikha's earlobe, fingers pinching and rolling one of Mikha's taut nipples and whispers a request that prompts a soft yet sharp gasp from Mikha.

“Chupain mo’ko.”

Mikha doesn't even protest; in fact, she just smirks and eagerly starts kissing down Jhoanna's neck, lightly sucking on her skin every now and then before sucking hard enough to leave a hickey at a spot on Jhoanna's collarbone.

It was only when Mikha was between Jhoanna's outstretched legs when Jhoanna realizes something, snapping out of her lust-filled haze for a moment.

“Huy, sandali—”

Evidently growing more and more frustrated at the frequent interruptions, Mikha sits up, pointedly glaring at the brunette as she spats.

“Ano na naman, Jho? I'm so fucking horny and wet ngayon, tapos you want to stop?”

Jhoanna gulps at the words that come out of Mikha's mouth, the redhead's tone angry with a hint of unmasked desire.

“Hindi naman sa ganon, bub…” Jhoanna trails off. “Nagchange kasi yung mind ko. Dapat ako nga pala eh, yung kumakain sa puke mo ngayon, I mean.”

Blinking with her cheeks flushed red, Mikha just smiles impishly, gaze drifting off to the obvious tent caused by Jhoanna's rock-hard cock straining against denim before she starts undoing the button and zipper of Jhoanna's shorts. 

“I don't care. I have something much better than what you originally thought of in my mind kasi I want both of us to feel good.”

Mikha pauses from stripping Jhoanna of her shorts, moving back from where she had been positioned between Jhoanna's legs, and begins to pull the hem of her own shirt upward. She tosses it to a corner of the room and faces Jhoanna again. She feels a shiver run down her spine at the way Jhoanna hungrily takes in the sight of Mikha's bare torso, her hands twitching to knead the redhead's generous bosoms. 

Chuckling to herself, Mikha runs her hands over her chest, groping herself before pinching one of her taut nipples with two fingers. 

“Like what you see?” Mikha asks huskily, her unoccupied hand reaching to slowly yet firmly stroke Jhoanna over her clothed cock to make a point while still toying with one of her own nipples with her fingers, eliciting a low groan from the leader.

“Oo. Gusto ko nga sipsipin dede mo, bub.” Jhoanna admits, her voice coming out scratchy with desire. Unable to control herself any longer, Jhoanna reaches for the redhead's tits, kneading them in one hand, before pinching one perky nipple with her thumb and index finger.

Mikha pulls away from Jhoanna's grasp, shaking her head. “Maya. I'll let you suck on them as much as you want. Pero, for now…” She squeezes Jhoanna's bulge with a smirk, making the brunette groan. “I'll suck you off muna.”

“Hubaran mo na shorts ko, love.”

Mikha doesn't need to be told twice because she immediately unzips Jhoanna's shorts before dragging them off Jhoanna, tossing it to the same corner where she had thrown her own shirt. Mikha turns back to Jhoanna, breath becoming uneven with arousal as she gazes at the prominent tent forming on Jhoanna's boxers. 

She begins pulling Jhoanna's boxers down at a tantalizing pace, biting her lip as the leader's cock slowly gets more and more exposed from behind the garter. Mikha watches as Jhoanna's rock-hard length springs free from her dark blue boxers once she had stripped her of it, eyes hungrily taking in the sight of her lover's long, veiny rod standing proud and tall. She fantasizes being fucked silly by Jhoanna later on as the night progresses, biting her lip as she thinks about Jhoanna's long, girthy cock pounding into her roughly. 

Patience, Mikha Lim. Mikha repeats in her head like a mantra, knowing it would be less fun if they just immediately went into fucking like wild animals with no inhibitions. 

Tucking a strand of her red hair behind her ear, she curls her fingers around Jhoanna's erection and slowly starts pumping her lover's cock with her right hand. Jhoanna's jaw slackens with mind-blowing pleasure as she moans when Mikha's thumb brushes against her slit, collecting the precum oozing out of Jhoanna's tip onto it. Slowly, she lowers her head and dips her tongue into the slit of Jhoanna's cockhead, humming at the salty taste of the leader's precum. She parts her lips and starts to suck on Jhoanna's swollen tip, letting go with a pop before dragging her tongue down the hard shaft of Jhoanna's cock and playfully placing a quick kiss on her balls, lightly sucking on them afterward. The action draws a loud moan from Jhoanna, whose hips jerk forward, evidently wanting more.

Mikha just smirks before licking up Jhoanna's hardness, wrapping her plump lips around her glans while her hand strokes Jhoanna's shaft, eyes looking up to gauge the leader's reaction. She almost moans at the undeniable glint of desire in Jhoanna's eyes as the leader hungrily gazed at her through half-lidded eyes, her jaw slack as she breathes out a series of moans as Mikha sucks her off. Jhoanna looks so far-gone now, and this was only just the start of the night. 

“Fuck- tangina, ang sarap,” Jhoanna moans, her hand gathering Mikha's hair into her fist as she urges Mikha to take in more of her cock into the redhead's mouth. Mikha cups Jhoanna's ballsack, massaging it lightly as to not hurt the leader. “Shit- isubo mo pa tite ko, bub. Deepthroat mo pa, sige.”

Tongue circling Jhoanna's cockhead, Mikha stops jerking Jhoanna off with her hand and slowly lowers her head even further so that Jhoanna’s length was deep inside her mouth, its tip poking against the back of her throat. The action was enough to make Jhoanna inhale sharply as her hips jerk forward, burying more of her length into Mikha's warm mouth.

“Mikhs… ah…” Jhoanna groans, hissing when she feels Mikha's tongue flat on her stiff shaft, gliding up and down to a rhythm she had come up with. Just the way Jhoanna likes it.

“Mm, ganyan- shit- isagad mo pa tite ko sa lalamunan mo- lapit na akong labasan- ah!” Jhoanna's words finish in a moan when Mikha sucks hard enough to have Jhoanna's toes curling, the leader's hands gripping the wrinkled bedsheets. Jhoanna could feel her balls pulsating with need and an orgasm just waiting to be released, causing her to moan loudly as she desperately pumps her cock into Mikha's mouth, trying to match her lover's now quickening pace.

“Are you going to cum na?” Mikha asks despite already knowing the answer, eyes glimmering with mischief and unadulterated desire as she dips her tongue into the slit of Jhoanna's cock. Jhoanna didn't even need to answer her verbally because the moment Mikha closes her lips around Jhoanna's swollen tip and lets go with a nasty schlick while rapidly jerking her off with her hand and her mouth open as she waits for Jhoanna to come, white liquid start shooting out of Jhoanna's cock and onto Mikha as a response.

The sight of Mikha with Jhoanna's cum splattered all over Mikha’s lips, outstretched tongue, flushed cheeks, chin, and chest is just so fucking hot, Jhoanna feels herself getting hard again.

“Dali mong labasan ngayon, Jho,” Mikha comments, a playful smirk playing on her lips as she licks at a droplet of semen on her bottom lip. Jhoanna's flaccid cock evidently twitches and starts to harden once more at the action. Mikha's eyes twinkle with mirth and arousal when she glances down at Jhoanna's half-hard crotch. “Missed me that much? You're getting big na ulit oh.”

Jhoanna lets out a low growl before tugging Mikha's hair back, making the redhead whimper. The words that leave Jhoanna's mouth send tingles down to Mikha's throbbing core.

“Buksan mo yang bibig mo.”

Biting her lip, Mikha lets her mouth fall open, sticking her tongue out teasingly as she waits for Jhoanna's next course of action. 

Holding Mikha's head still with one hand while stroking her length that was now erect again with her other hand, Jhoanna lets go of her hard cock and pushes her hips forward, groaning when the gratifying warmth of Mikha’s mouth engulfs her length once more. Jhoanna starts with slow thrusts that eventually escalated into her just practically shoving her cock into Mikha's mouth mindlessly without a single care in the world. Mikha almost chokes when her gag reflex is almost triggered, but she adjusts anyway and fights it off.

“Tangina, sarap na sarap ako sa'yo,” Jhoanna grunts as she continues pumping her cock into Mikha's warm mouth. With one particular thrust, she nearly triggers Mikha's gag reflex, causing Mikha to make a strangled sound that vibrates against Jhoanna's cock, eliciting a loud moan from the leader. 

“Shit- ipuputok ko ‘to sa bibig mo, tangina,” Jhoanna growls as she forces Mikha's head down even further, prompting a surprised sound from Mikha. With her movements getting more and more frantic, a tell-tale sign that she was edging closer to her orgasm, Jhoanna lets out a strangled moan as strings of white shoot out of her throbbing cock and into Mikha's throat once more.

Mikha almost gags at the sudden flow of semen coating her mouth, but ultimately doesn't waver, swallowing Jhoanna's release eagerly and relishing in its salty and slightly sweet taste. With her eyes not leaving Jhoanna’s face as she pulls away, Mikha licks her lips after gulping down the last drops of Jhoanna’s cum, a naughty smirk playing at her lips.

“I missed how you taste, Jho.”

Breath hitching and eyes an even darker shade than they were earlier, Jhoanna doesn’t get surprised by the fact that her cock was slowly rising to its full eight-inch glory, veins throbbing. 

“Hard ulit? I have an idea,” Mikha proposes, dark eyes glinting with pure lust and mischief. This time, she moves even closer so that the distance of her breasts and Jhoanna's cock was almost non-existent.

Her eyes flash lecherously at Jhoanna as she spits on Jhoanna's cock and strokes it languidly, lubricating it for what was about to come. Pun intended.

“Anong gagawin mo ngayon?” Jhoanna husks, chest heaving irregularly with anticipation, her hips involuntarily bucking forward. At her question, Mikha smirks.

“This.”

And, just like that, Mikha moves even closer so that Jhoanna’s cock was pressed against the valley of her breasts. Jhoanna’s eyes widened at the realization of what Mikha was about to do. If she were being honest, she could already come at just the idea alone. Titfucking was something she had been desiring for the longest time; it was the biggest raunchy fantasy that she ever had, almost always cumming immediately whenever she jerked off to the thought of her shaft gliding between Mikha’s tits as she fucked them without a single care in the world and let her semen coat the redhead’s chest as she came. Or maybe Jhoanna just watched too much porn, but anyways.

“You’ve always wanted to do this with me, diba?” Mikha asks, piercing gaze never leaving Jhoanna as she bites her bottom lip playfully.

Before Jhoanna can even reply, Mikha lubricates Jhoanna’s cock even more with her saliva and pushes her tits together with her hands, engulfing the leader’s phallus in the perfect, warm and stimulating sensation caused by the softness of Mikha's breasts and the slickness of her saliva coating both her chest and Jhoanna's cock. Slowly, Jhoanna starts moving by her own accord, grunting at the way her cock disappeared between the tightness of Mikha's tits before reappearing. Eventually, she was able to find a rhythm that gave her the most satisfaction, eyelids fluttering close as she fucked her lover's breasts.

“Shit.” Jhoanna's curse comes out in a moan, hips continuing to thrust forward into Mikha's cleavage. “Ang sarap, babi. Ang hot mong tingnan, tangina. Sarap kantutin ang dede mo. Sarap na sarap ako sa'yo.”

Mikha's smile grows more wicked at the vulgar words that stumble out of Jhoanna's mouth and the desperation her girlfriend is showing her, watching as Jhoanna's cock continuously slides up and down between her tits, before she closes her lips around the swollen red tip of Jhoanna's hardness.

Everything was just so overwhelming to Jhoanna. The knot in her stomach grew tighter as her pace began to quicken with desperation, balls smacking against the underside of Mikha's tits. 

“Come for me, Jho.” Mikha's warm breath tickles Jhoanna's sensitive glans as she uttered her command, tongue leaving kitty licks on the head every time it poked past Mikha's cleavage. “I know you've got all that pent-up release inside of you, just waiting to blow up all over me. Kaya, let it all out.”

The effect her words has on Jhoanna is instantaneous, because the moment Jhoanna lets out a strangled moan, her cum start flying out of her cock's slit in generous amounts, blanketing practically all of Mikha's chest and leaving small droplets on the bottom portion of her face.

Pulling away, Mikha watches as a string of white clings onto her chest from Jhoanna's cockhead before breaking off. Then she casts her gaze across her own chest, a shaky breath leaving her lips at the lewd sight.

God, she just feels so hot and bothered at the moment. 

“Ugh, I feel sticky.”

“Sorry, babi. Gusto mo ba ng wipes?” Jhoanna asks, cheeks warm as she starts to move for the pack of wet wipes just conveniently placed on the bedside table next to her. 

“I didn't say na I didn't like it,” Mikha says quietly, eyes glinting wickedly as her fingers slowly smear more of Jhoanna's release across her chest, coating quite a lot of it on her nipples.

Jhoanna's cheeks feel warmer at the implication, cock twitching and slowly hardening again. Her eyes were still blatantly staring at Mikha's chest as if memorizing the way her release had formed a map of white across it. Similar to an artwork.

To be fair, Jhoanna thinks that everything about Mikha can be considered art anyway.

Noticing the way Jhoanna's gaze had lingered on her chest for longer than what was probably considered normal, Mikha smirks and reaches for Jhoanna's face, tracing her jawline with a finger before tilting Jhoanna's face upwards by her chin.

“Eyes up here, Jho.”

Jhoanna blinks behind her black frames, looking away from the redhead meekly as if she hadn't been mercilessly forcing her cock down Mikha's throat and fucking Mikha's tits just a few minutes ago.

“Sorry.”

Amused at the show of shyness being displayed to her, Mikha shakes her head and caresses Jhoanna's cheek with her thumb, a naughty smirk playing at her lips as her thumb moves to pull Jhoanna's bottom lip and slips into her mouth to touch the leader's tongue. Out of instinct, Jhoanna sucks on the redhead's thumb, gazing into sharp, brown eyes without wavering.

“Linisin mo kaya boobs ko gamit ‘tong dila mo for me as an ‘apology’, hm?”

At her words, Jhoanna's gaze turns lecherous again as she looks into Mikha's eyes with blown pupils. She briefly looks down at the redhead's semen-coated tits before meeting her gaze once more, a hungry look overcoming her features. A far cry from the chasteness she had displayed earlier.

Jhoanna captures Mikha's lips in a heated kiss, tongue sneaking into Mikha's mouth when the redhead moans. Before the kiss could turn even sloppier than it already was, Jhoanna licks down Mikha's jawline and her neck, nipping at her skin every now and then. When she reaches Mikha's chest, she smirks before leaning in to start licking her own release from her lover's tits, drawing sharp gasps from Mikha, whose hands are entangled in locks of Jhoanna’s dark hair.

“God, Jhoanna, your tongue feels so fucking good,” Mikha gasps out as Jhoanna sucks white liquid off her right nipple. The same nipple where Mikha had smeared Jhoanna’s semen over the most. The leader nibbles lightly, remedying the sting with her tongue. “Mm- Jho, kiss me ulit.”

Jhoanna pulls away from where she had been licking and sucking all over Mikha’s chest. Then her mouth is on Mikha's once more in a fiery kiss, jaws slack as they let their tongues passionately explore each other's mouth. Mikha moans when she tastes Jhoanna's release on the leader's tongue. 

“You taste so good,” Mikha whispers in between kisses, sucking on Jhoanna's tongue before pulling away, licking her lips in a manner that she knows Jhoanna finds sexy.

“Babi.”

Mind still in a lustful haze, Mikha barely manages an “Oh?”

“Gusto mo bang finger-in kita o kainin ko puke mo? O…” Jhoanna smirks devilishly at her. 

“Both?”

The offer is enticing, Mikha thinks to herself as she bites her lip, squeezing her thighs as she imagines Jhoanna spreading her legs wide open and diving in for a taste of Mikha. Imagines Jhoanna's tongue lapping up Mikha's juices as Mikha holds onto a ball of Jhoanna's dark brown hair, urging the leader's mouth closer to her core. Imagines Jhoanna doing that thing with her clit where she sucks hard enough to have Mikha's toes curling, teeth lightly grazing against the sensitive bundle of nerves, while simultaneously pumping three of her long fingers into Mikha's tight hole.

She doesn't want to come off as too selfish or desperate, though, so she merely shoves Jhoanna away lightly by her shoulder, acting indifferent as she stares at her own nails like they were more interesting than what was at hand.

“Whatever you like, I guess. You decide.”

Then she feels her lover's hot breath on her face.

“Parang gusto kong gawin both sayo,” Jhoanna mutters, gaze cast upon Mikha's lips before meeting Mikha's gaze. Mikha bites her lip, fighting the urge to moan at the hungry, almost greedy expression on Jhoanna's face.

“Fine.”

Mikha smiles at Jhoanna, holding Jhoanna's face by her chin and bringing her lover's face closer to hers, her breath tickling Jhoanna's lips when she whispers.

“Finger me and eat me out then.”

Mikha tugs Jhoanna towards her, their lips meeting again in a searing hot kiss. She gasps when Jhoanna nips on her bottom lip, moaning as Jhoanna slides her tongue inside Mikha's mouth. But then Jhoanna's the first to break the kiss when she whispers a command against Mikha's lips.

“Bumukaka ka nga.”

“Ayoko, Jho.”

Jhoanna leans back and raises an eyebrow at her.

“Bakit?”

“I'm suddenly feeling shy na eh.”

Jhoanna rolls her eyes and squeezes Mikha's thigh with a hand. Mikha looks far from shy, with a smug smirk playing on her lips.

“Ngayon ka pa tuloy nahiya sa akin?”

“It's been so long na eh.” Though, Mikha still slowly opens her legs, exposing her clothed pussy for Jhoanna to leer at. Jhoanna hungrily takes in the sight of Mikha's juices drenching her panties through the center, leaning forward to steal another kiss from Mikha.

“Talaga ba?” Jhoanna mutters, lips brushing against Mikha’s as her long fingers find their way between Mikha’s milky thighs, where they press against Mikha’s core, soaking wet even through the thin fabric of her black panties. Kissing Mikha’s lips briefly, Jhoanna pulls away and starts nipping down the redhead’s neck to her chest, mouth working its way to one tit before she starts toying with Mikha's hard nipple. Pushing Mikha's panties to the side so that she can stroke the rapper's folds directly yet sparingly, she withdraws her hand to look at it, lips tugging at one side to form a smirk at the sight of Mikha's wetness coating her fingers.

“Basang-basa ka na ah. Wala pa naman akong ginagawa sa'yo,” Jhoanna points out, hand slyly making its way back to Mikha's cunt. She starts rubbing Mikha's slit through her panties, her arousal evident from the dampness that soaks the redhead's undergarment. Kissing down Mikha's stomach until she reaches her inner thighs, Jhoanna takes in the musky scent of Mikha, groaning as her cock aches to be engulfed within Mikha's warm walls. She feels Mikha get wetter the more she rubbed her off over her panties. 

Without warning, she presses her mouth on Mikha's still-clothed core, causing Mikha to violently convulse at the action. Out of shock, discomfort, or pleasure, Mikha isn't really sure. Maybe it was all three. All that really mattered to her at the moment was the fact that Jhoanna was touching her where she needed her to the most. 

God, she just feels a whole lot stickier now, with Jhoanna’s tongue licking against her panties that were sticky with her own juices.

“Jho,” Mikha moans, eyes tightly shut as she squirms. And while something about being eaten out through her panties turned her on more than she thought she would be, she needs direct contact. “Jho- ah, tanggalin mo panty ko- mm, please-”

“Hm?” Jhoanna hums, still licking and sucking Mikha off through her underwear. “At kung ayaw ko?”

“Jho, please- mmh!” Mikha whimpers desperately, her hips jerking into Jhoanna's touch. Whether it was due to the uncomfortable yet still somehow pleasurable, Mikha is starting to lose her mind. She just wants Jhoanna to rip her panties off and eat her out as if Mikha was the only meal she wants to eat for the rest of her life.

As if reading Mikha's mind, Jhoanna pulls back, rips Mikha's panty off of her, and tosses it aside, eyes greedily taking in the sight of Mikha's pussy that glistened with her arousal. She leans in to kiss Mikha. Mikha isn't sure if it's an apology for ripping her fairly expensive pair of panties or a promise to buy a new pair. Or both.

Mikha grits her teeth when she feels Jhoanna's digits slowly stroking her core, breath hitching when they brush against her clit. Jhoanna pulls her hand away, making Mikha whine at the loss of contact.

“Basang-basa ka na,” Jhoanna comments, eye fixated on the slickness coating her long fingers before her gaze flicks over to a needy Mikha. Jhoanna doesn't tear her gaze from Mikha as she slowly licks the wetness gathered on her digits, smirking at the flushed face of Mikha. Letting her fingers go with a pop after sucking on them, she starts stroking Mikha again.

Jhoanna slowly works one finger into Mikha, studying the way Mikha's breath had hitched when she did so. Then she slowly starts pumping her finger into Mikha, watching the way Mikha's chest heaved irregularly as she panted. She plants a kiss on Mikha's cleavage before sticking her tongue out, drawing a map of her saliva onto Mikha's tits before capturing a nipple with her mouth, flicking the sensitive nub with her tongue.

“Jho- mm- need you to put one more finger in- hng!”

“Ano ‘yon?” Jhoanna asks with her mouth still working wonders on Mikha's tits, though she clearly heard Mikha the first time. She just lives for the desperation in the redhead's voice. 

“Mm- fuck- isang finger pa, Jho-”

Jhoanna drags her mouth up Mikha's neck as she inserts not one finger, but two more fingers into Mikha.

“Ah- feels so f-fucking good- hah-”

Jhoanna's lips brushed against Mikha's ear as she curled her fingers in Mikha, reaching a spot with a more spongy texture than the rest of her cunt, grinning when Mikha moaned louder than she had just seconds ago. She nips at her earlobe, tongue sneaking out to lick the shell of Mikha's ear before whispering her next words aggressively. 

“Di pa ata sapat ang isang daliri ko sayo. Di pa ba sapat sayo, ha?”

‘Fuck yes, it's not enough,’ Mikha wants to tell her. But her words come out incoherently as a string of moans escape her lips, making Jhoanna smirk at the effect she had on her lover.

And just as Mikha was about to cum, Jhoanna suddenly stops her ministrations and pulls her fingers out of Mikha's hole, who whines.

“Fuck- Jho, I was about to cum na,” Mikha whimpers, tears forming out of frustation at the corners of her eyes.

“Shhh,” Jhoanna says, kissing the tears that started to roll down Mikha's cheeks. Pulling away from Mikha, she carefully lifts the hem of her shirt upward and lets it fall to the floor. Then she rolls over so that she is now lying on the bed. “Dito ka sa ibabaw ko.”

It was then that Mikha immediately understood that Jhoanna wants her to cum while she's fucking her with her cock.

“Bilisan mo na. Dito ka.”

Mikha wastes no time to straddle Jhoanna's abdomen. Keeping her eyes locked on Jhoanna's, she starts grinding on her lover's abdomen, biting her lip as she does so. She lets out a moan as she drags her cunt across Jhoanna's rock-hard abs, twitching at the friction being applied to her clit.

“Shit- ang hot mo, bub,” Jhoanna groans, hands reaching over to aid in Mikha grinding on her abs, her tanned skin getting wet with Mikha's slick.

Core aching for Jhoanna to fuck her already, Mikha stops grinding on Jhoanna's abs and moves to hover above her lover's hardness, itching to just hold it and feel it throb in her hand.

Jhoanna places her hands on Mikha's hips, resisting the urge to just pull her down and fuck her senseless. Then she asks her. 

“Condom?”

Mikha shakes her head, already reaching down for Jhoanna's cock, lining up the tip against her slit, making Jhoanna grunt at the pleasurable sensation.

“No. Raw tayo ngayon. I want to feel all of your cock without a condom in the way.”

Then she slowly lowers herself so that her pussy is now clenched around half of Jhoanna's penis, causing the both of them to moan together.

“I want to show you how much I missed you.”

Following her words, Mikha slowly sinks down and bottoms out, panting and eyes wide at the stretch.

“Hey,” Mikha whispers, breath uneven and not quite moving yet. Jhoanna grunts as if to ask, ‘ano?’. Mikha smirks and leans down to kiss her, tongue slipping into Jhoanna's mouth. 

“Is it just me,” Mikha starts, hot breath tickling against Jhoanna's lips. “Or parang you got bigger, Jho?”

Jhoanna musters an imploring gaze at Mikha, dark orbs blown behind half-lidded eyelids as she ran her hands all over Mikha's body before letting them settle on the swell of Mikha's ass. She squeezes, relishing how Mikha's jaw has gone slack at the action. 

“Sa tingin mo?”

Mikha answers with a soft moan, her breath shuddering as her walls squeeze around Jhoanna's shaft. With the hands still grasping Mikha's ass, Jhoanna brings Mikha's hips up so that only her tip was inside before pulling back down, groaning as Mikha's insides squeezed down on her.

“Tangina, na-miss ko ‘to.” 

One of Jhoanna's hands has migrated over to Mikha’s tits from her ass, kneading them. Then Jhoanna sits up, still thrusting her length into Mikha's cunt.

Mikha kisses the sweat rolling down Jhoanna's forehead as she rolls her hips sensually, smirking at the leader.

“Alam ko.”

“Iniisip ko ‘to nung nasa Pinas pa ako,” Jhoanna groans, burying her face into the nook of Mikha's collarbone, thrusting her hips upward as she did so. “Iniisip ko kung kailan ko kaya ikaw makakantot ulit. Kung kailan ko makita at maramdaman yung pagkaputa mo para sa tite ko. Kung gaano ka kalibog para sa'kin.”

Mikha's nails dig into Jhoanna's shoulders painfully, leaving tiny, angry red crescents on her lover's skin as if to shut Jhoanna up.

“Less talking, more fucking.”

Jhoanna grunts, hips still desperately thrusting into Mikha as she leans in to press an open-mouthed kiss on her girlfriend’s jawline before leaving a trail of hickeys down her neck. Sure, their makeup artist will probably chastise Mikha for having such marks, but it's nothing that his makeup brush and various shades of foundation won't be able to cover up.

“Ah- lapit na ‘ko, bub,” Jhoanna growls as she holds Mikha tighter, pace evidently growing even quicker and sloppier the closer she was to her release.

Mikha responds with a moan and an increased pace in humping Jhoanna's cock. Her legs were aching as she snapped her hips with much urgency. 

“Tangina, ipuputok ko ‘to sa loob mo.”

“Do it,” Mikha encourages with a whimper, burying her head into Jhoanna's collarbone, nibbling and sucking skin there as she leaves a mark on her lover.

With a cry, Jhoanna unleashes her load into Mikha, panting heavily as she held the redhead tightly, who had also reached her orgasm just seconds after Jhoanna did. 

Once they have come down from their high, Mikha rises from Jhoanna's lap, teeth gritted at the sensation of the leader's semen oozing out of her pussy. She flashes a sneaky smile at Jhoanna.

“You've been cumming so easily the entire night, Jho.”

Jhoanna doesn't reply immediately, focusing on how Mikha reaches down to cup her core and brings her hand back up to her mouth as she licks a string of Jhoanna's cum on her palm, eyes glimmering with pure unadulterated lust and mischief. “Pero…” Mikha's hand slowly starts snaking down to her inner thighs, where she spreads her pink folds open with her middle and ring fingers, swollen clit and drenched hole out on full display for Jhoanna to see. 

She slowly strokes her cunt, fingering her hole as if to push the vulgar mixture of their releases back inside, watching Jhoanna's face as she did so. Then she withdraws her hand from her pussy, spreading her middle and ring fingers. She watches the way sticky liquid clings between her digits and her core before breaking off. Her eyes catch Jhoanna's lust-filled ones, a smirk breaking through her lips.

Then, she licks and sucks her fingers, moaning at their merged taste. She reaches down with her unoccupied hand and spreads her folds, occasionally stroking her clit. Jhoanna could feel her cock growing hard again as she watched cum leak out of Mikha's hole. 

“I need more of you. Inside me.”

The action was too sensual for Jhoanna that it got her hard again and before she knows it, she's already kissing Mikha again, one hand groping every part of Mikha she could reach, her other pumping her hard cock as she lines it up Mikha's slit. Pausing from her ministrations, Jhoanna takes her glasses off and places them on the bedside table. Slapping her long and girthy meat against Mikha's slit, she teases her cockhead into Mikha's cunt and slowly sinks into the redhead, letting out a low growl.

Mikha lazily smiles at Jhoanna, tucking a loose strand of the leader's hair behind her ear as Jhoanna pounds into her rhythmically. 

“Missed me that much?” Mikha asks, reaching between their bodies and up Jhoanna's chest to thumb at one of her perky nipples, smile turning mischievous at the low groan Jhoanna lets out. “Hm?” 

Jhoanna angles herself at a position where she could drive her cock deeper into Mikha before doing a particularly hard thrust, grinning at the moan that Mikha lets out and the way the redhead's cunt is clamping tighter around her cock.

“Oo.”

Jhoanna fucks Mikha harder as her pace quickens, the bed creaking underneath them.

“Sarap, no?” Jhoanna mutters with a low voice, teeth dragging against skin as her mouth leaves a hot trail of saliva and bitemarks down Mikha's neck.

“Fuck- hng- Jho, I'm so close na-” Mikha cries out, nails leaving red dents on Jhoanna's skin as she clings onto her shoulders.

“Lalabasan na rin ako,” Jhoanna growls, thrusting quicker and deeper all the same into Mikha’s cunt, tip brushing against Mikha’s womb. The sensation makes Mikha shiver violently.

“I-Inside me… please,” Mikha manages to pant, tiny beads of tears forming at the corner of her eyes at the extreme pleasure she was being subjected to. “Punuin mo'ko ng tamod mo, Jho.”

Jhoanna hums, reaching down to rub at Mikha's clit with her thumb, eliciting sharp gasps from the redhead, who is undoubtedly growing closer to her release as the seconds ticked by.

When Mikha finally cums, no doubt thanks to the extra help Jhoanna had done by playing with her clit, Jhoanna follows after, shooting strings of her generous load into Mikha.

They don't move for a while, chests heaving up and down irregularly as they try to catch their breaths.

Slowly, Jhoanna pulls out of Mikha's hole, groaning quietly. She relishes the sight of their combined releases spurting out of Mikha's pussy, cock twitching at the sight. Shaking her head as if to get rid of the dirty thoughts forming in her head, the leader lies down next to Mikha, who has her back facing her.

Turning to her lover, Jhoanna presses a chaste kiss on the back of Mikha's neck, snuggling closer to her. She presses her chin on Mikha's left shoulder, placing another kiss there.

“Okay ka lang?” Jhoanna softly asks, her arms wrapped around Mikha's waist. Mikha hums contentedly, pressing her back against Jhoanna's front, caressing the arms wrapped around her. 

“Medyo tired lang. And a bit gross.”

Jhoanna's hold on her tightens. Mikha feels the leader's nose nuzzled in her hair.

“Sorry. Medyo… naging wild ako kanina.”

Mikha chuckles at this, shaking her head affectionately.

“It's okay, ano ka ba. I loved it naman, and I love you.”

She feels the smile on Jhoanna's lips as Jhoanna presses a soft kiss on Mikha's nape.

“Na-miss kita, babi.”

“Me too.”

They stay in peaceful silence. Mikha already has her eyes closed, starting to doze off when Jhoanna suddenly asks.

“Shower tayo nang sabay?” Jhoanna asks with what seemed like an attempt to sound casual, but Mikha knows better. She opens her eyes groggily. 

“Ayoko. Di na naman tayo makakapagshower and you know exactly what I mean, Jho.”

“Ayaw mo ba?”

“Jhoanna,” Mikha deadpans. “I know you want us to have shower sex, pero we literally already just had, what, six rounds kanina? I'm so sore right now. ‘Pag hindi na ako makalakad by the time we wake up the next day, you'll have to reap the consequences from me.”

Jhoanna laughs lightly, nuzzling her nose into Mikha's red hair and takes in the scent of her cherry shampoo.

“Joke lang, bub. I'll let you rest. For now.” Mikha hears the mischief in Jhoanna's voice. Suddenly, Jhoanna's hands move to Mikha's chest and gropes her tits, earning a surprised yelp from the redhead. Mikha slaps Jhoanna's hands, making Jhoanna yelp. Then she turns around, glaring at Jhoanna.

“Behave, Jho.”

Jhoanna pouts before placing a chaste kiss on Mikha's lips. The redhead's frown dissipates immediately at the action. Giggling, Jhoanna pulls Mikha even closer for an embrace, gently caressing Mikha's back as she closes her eyes, feeling drowsy.

“Mahal na mahal kita, bubby.”

Mikha smiles against Jhoanna's collarbone, placing a quick kiss there before closing her eyes too, whispering her reply.

“I love you too, Jhoanna.”