Hi! So this is my first time actually publishing my fanfic… please be gentle lmao. I’m a bit rusty bc I haven’t really written in a HOT minute. Anyway, I’m gay and horny so here’s just pure smut with just a dash of fluff. Spoiler alert: Hana has a big ol’ praise kink.
Adela had planned this party for Hana for months. Hana was going through a lot and needed something to take her mind off of things. When Adela found out she had never had a birthday party with her friends, she jumped at the chance to plan one for her. She found the perfect bar that was just seedy enough that they wouldn’t have to worry about being recognized, but not out of Hana’s comfort zone. As she began to fix her hair for the night, she heard a knock at the door.
“Yes?” She called from her vanity. The door opened and Hana walked in, smiling brightly. Adela’s heart leapt into her throat at the sight of her, all legs and smooth skin. She had on a tighter dress than she usually wore, and a deep v-cut that showed off her cleavage. “Hana…” Adela breathed, her voice catching in her throat. Hana blushed and tucked a piece of hair behind her ear.
Adela held out her hand, taking Hana’s and pulling her closer. Hana’s legs bumped into her knees, and Adela wrapped her arms around her waist. Her eyes raked over Hana’s body, taking in every detail. She was so beautiful, and she was so, so, stupidly in love with her.
“You look absolutely stunning.” She whispered. Hana grinned, raising a hand to cup Adela’s cheek. Adela put her hand over Hana’s, turning to place a gentle kiss to Hana’s wrist.
“Thank you… I don’t know what I did to deserve you putting on this whole thing tonight but… I really do appreciate it.” Hana began stroking her cheek with her thumb absent-mindedly, her eyes fond.
I love you. Adela thought. It was the unspoken truth that was lingering between them, between their undefined relationship. Adela had known it for months, and still didn’t have the guts to actually vocalize it.
Adela pushed the thought out of her mind. Tonight, she was completely focused on Hana having the night of her life. She smiled up at Hana, her hand’s resting on Hana’s hips. “Let me finish getting ready, then we can get the rest of the gang and go.”
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Two hours later, Adela and Hana were dancing together on the dance floor, each with a fruity drink in hand. They had started the night with three rounds of shots, and Adela was toeing the line between tipsy and drunk. She danced closer to Hana, standing behind her and snaking one hand around her waist, pulling Hana tight to her body. Hana leaned back against her, the two of them moving their hips in unison. Adela tried not to think about the fact that Maxwell, Liam, and Drake were all within a few feet of them and could see them. She didn’t really care. She was so close to Hana and it made her heart soar to think that anyone could see them.
Hana turned around suddenly, putting her arms around Adela’s neck, their faces inches from each other. Adela couldn’t hold back, surging forward to capture Hana’s lips. Hana returned the kiss, pulling herself flush against Adela. Adela moaned against Hana’s lips, one hand tangling in her hair. When they heard someone whistle and whoop, they finally pulled apart. Adela grinned at Hana sheepishly, a bright blush spreading across both of their cheeks.
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After hours of dancing, the limo dropped everyone off back at the castle. The boys walked together through the hallways, arms slung over each others’ shoulders, Liam and Maxwell singing a Cordonian drinking song off-key. Hana stopped to take off her heels, giggling to herself. Adela smiled at her fondly, offering a hand for Hana to steady herself.
“What are you laughing at?” She asked. Hana looked up at her as she finally got her other shoe off. She smirked at Adela, wrapping her arms around her hips and looking up at her face.
“I just remembered our kiss on the dance floor.” Hana’s eyes flicked to Adela’s lips as she talked. “It was the best part of the night.”
Adela raised an eyebrow and gently smoothed a piece of Hana’s hair back. Hana’s eyes slid shut and leaned into her touch. Adela’s chest tightened when Hana’s eyes slowly opened again and her pupils were blown.
“That so?” Adela put her face just centimeters from Hana’s and used all of her willpower to keep herself from kissing her. Adela smirked at her, suddenly dropped her hand and backed away from Hana, grinning mischievously. “Come on, I have something else for you in my room.”
Hana trailed behind and sat on Adela’s bed gently. Adela pulled a wrapped package out of her wardrobe, holding it out to Hana and trying to hide a shy smile. Hana took the package, eyes softening as she looked at Adela’s nervous face.
“Adela, you didn’t have to do this. That party was already more than enough.”
Adela shrugged. “I know. You deserve to be treated like a princess on your birthday, though.” I love you. The thought came back and Adela forced it away again. Hana smiled brightly at her.
“Thank you so much. You’re so amazing.” Hana traced over the floral patterned wrapping paper before gently tearing it away. She popped open the box and gasped, pulling it out and gaping. “Adela… how did you even…where did you find this? This is, like, the most beautiful dress I’ve ever seen.”
Hana stood, holding the dress to herself and looking in the mirror. It was light pink and lacy, with beautiful floral accents delicately sewn in. Hana turned and grinned at Adela, looking the most excited Adela had seen her in weeks.
“Thank you, so, so, so much, Adela. This is the best present anyone has ever given me.” Hana threw her arms around Adela’s neck, pressing a quick kiss to her cheek. Adela returned the hug, ecstatic that Hana had liked the gift.
“Of course. Will you try it on for me?” Adela pulled away from the hug, sitting on the edge of her bed. Hana nodded excitedly, still smiling broadly. She pulled her old dress over her head, tossing it on the bed. Adela swallowed at the sight of Hana and flashed back to when they first met, when Hana was wearing a very similar ensemble. Hana stepped into her new dress and turned her back to Adela.
“Can you zip me up?” She asked, pulling her hair aside. Adela groaned internally as she looked at Hana’s naked back. Shit. She gripped the zipper and slowly slid it up, watching as her skin disappeared beneath the fabric. She resisted the urge to gently kiss the last bit of exposed skin, not wanting to cross the line. Hana and Adela had always been very flirtatious, kissing and holding hands, but Adela was pretty sure Hana didn’t think it was anything more than a fun game they played.
Hana turned to look at herself in the mirror. The dress fit like a glove, highlighting Hana’s beautiful curves. The color was the perfect shade to bring out her eyes, and it showed just enough skin to drive Adela crazy. Hana smoothed it down, smiling to herself.
“It’s absolutely perfect. Thank you so much.” Hana turned to Adela, taking her hand.
“You look so gorgeous.” Adela bit her lip, keeping herself from saying anything else. Hana guided Adela’s hand to her cheek. Adela rubbed her face with her thumb gently.
“Adela…” Hana whispered gently. Adela was taken aback by Hana’s sudden seriousness. She looked into Hana’s eyes, trying to see if something was wrong. Hana stepped closer to her, so that their legs were touching.”Why are you so good to me?”
Adela swallowed hard. What could she possibly say to that? She loved what she had with Hana, even if she wanted more. She couldn’t ruin that by telling Hana how ridiculously in love with her she was. She couldn’t risk Hana running away from her. Even if it killed her to be just friends with Hana, at least she still had her by her side. Adela steeled herself, forcing her to hold Hana’s gaze.
“You’re my best friend. I love you.” Adela watched Hana’s face for her reaction. They had said “I love you” before, just like all best friends do. But Adela hoped that Hana would hear the difference this time. Hana bit her lip and then slowly sunk down on Adela’s lap. Adela’s throat tightened, her heart slamming against her chest.
“I love you, too. But it’s my birthday and I think I have to finally tell the truth or else I never will.” Hana’s lowered her eyes and Adela could tell she was nervous. Fuck, what the fuck is she about to say?
“Whatever it is, you can tell me anything.” Adela told her, forcing a smile on her face and swallowing nervously. Hana looked into her eyes again and Adela could see her determination.
“I want to be with you. I want to be more than friends. And I think you do, too.” Adela could’ve sworn her heart stopped beating. She could see the fear in Hana’s face and she couldn’t help the huge grin that spreads across her face. Hana felt the same way she did. She couldn’t believe her luck.
“I’ve always wanted that. I love you so, so much.” Hana grinned back at her.
“I love you, too.” Hana suddenly dipped her head and kissed Adela forcefully. Adela moaned into the kiss, one hand going to Hana’s hip and the other reaching to cup Hana’s face. Adela could taste the drinks they had at the club on Hana’s tongue and she nipped playfully at Hana’s lower lip. She moved to Hana’s jaw, then her neck, sucking gently and then tracing her tongue over it. Hana moaned at the feeling of Adela’s tongue, grinding her hips down on Adela’s lap slightly. Hana pulled her back to her mouth, kissing her with such intensity Adela has trouble keeping up. Hana pushed at Adela’s shoulder’s gently, signaling to her to lay back on the bed. Adela reached behind Hana to begin tugging down the zipper at the back of her dress. Hana stood up, pulling the dress off. Adela eagerly took her own dress off, then reaching for Hana’s hand and pulling her back onto her lap.
Adela’s hands went to Hana’s hips as she continued peppering her neck and chest with fervent kisses.
“Let me take care of you.” Adela whispered into Hana’s neck. She pulled back to look into Hana’s eyes. Hana bit her lip and nodded, smiling.
Adela flipped them so Hana was laying underneath her. She took in the sight of Hana with her hair fanned around her, her lacy white underwear and bra and her red lips.
“Christ, you’re so gorgeous,” Adela murmured before kissing along the top of Hana’s bra. She reached a hand around, unclasping her bra. “Let me see you, baby.”
Hana gently pulled off her bra and Adela nearly choked. Hana’s faint tan line, her dark, erect nipples. Adela moaned, pressing her lips to Hana’s breasts and kissing them reverently, making her way to her left nipple. She sucked on it, hard, and Hana groaned, her hand going to Adela’s hair. Adela trailed her hand down, gently tracing just above where Hana’s panties met her hipbone. She felt the goosebumps raising under her fingers as she slipped her hand in between her thighs, just ghosting above her slit. Adela pressed a finger into Hana’s panties, purposefully avoiding her clit, and felt just how wet Hana was. Adela couldn’t hold back a groan.
“You’re so wet already, fuck.” She whispered to Hana’s chest. She flicked her eyes up to see Hana’s face and saw her flushed cheeks. “Want me to take care of you, baby girl?”
“Please, Adela, I need you.” Hana breathed, running her hands through Adela’s hair. Adela smirked, starting to move down Hana’s body, pressing kisses to her ribcage, her stomach, just above her panties. Hana lifted her hips, pulling her panties off and throwing them to the side.
Adela kissed the inside of her thigh, running a teasing finger along Hana’s outer lips. Hana’s hand flew to her mouth as she bit back a moan.
“No, baby,” Adela chided, pulling her arm back down. “I wanna hear you.” Adela kissed her outer lips and licked a stripe inside her. A moan fell out of Hana’s lips and Adela was so turned on it was stupid. She had dreamed of doing exactly this for months now, imagined what Hana would sound like when she was getting fucked. But this was better than anything Adela could’ve ever dreamed.
Adela slipped a finger inside of Hana, looking up at Hana while she did. Hana held her gaze as Adela slowly slid her finger in and out, feeling Hana clench around her. Keeping eye contact with Hana, Adela licked Hana’s clit gently, and Hana’s eyes slid shut as she let out another moan. Smirking to herself, Adela started fingering Hana quicker, matching the pace with her licks on Hana’s clit. Hana’s breathing picked up, and Adela slipped in a second finger, curling her fingers to reach that one spot.
“God, fuck.” Hana whispered, holding onto Adela’s hair. Adela moaned into her cunt at the sound of Hana cursing. She needed to taste more of her. Adela pulled her fingers out and replaced them with her tongue, fucking into Hana and rubbing her clit with her thumb. Hana’s hips were starting to buck into Adela’s mouth, her moans getting louder. She was getting close. Adela pulled away with a smirk and Hana whimpered, her hips thrusting to try and find friction somewhere.
“I’m going to make this last,” Adela said as she began to crawl back up to Hana’s mouth. Hana grabbed her face, pulling her into a filthy kiss, their tongues crashing into one another. Adela smiled against Hana’s lips, knowing she could taste herself on Adela’s tongue. Her left thigh slid against Hana’s core and Hana ground against her, moaning into Adela’s mouth. “You’re filthy, aren’t you?” Adela asked as Hana rubbed herself slowly. Hana bit her lip and looked up through her eyelashes, nodding silently.
“Look at you, rubbing on me. You want to come, don’t you, baby? Do you want to come all over my thigh?”Adela’s right hand curled gently around Hana’s neck, pressing her thumb under Hana’s jaw. “Say it, say you want to come on me.”
Hana moaned even louder, her hands gripping Adela’s hips. “Fuck, please let me come, please, please, please.” She whined. Adela grinned wickedly.
“Who knew perfect little Hana Lee was so needy?” Hana gasped and laughed breathlessly as her hips moved faster. Adela extracted herself from Hana again, laying down on the bed and smirking at Hana. “Come here.”
Hana obediently sat up and crawled to Adela, leaning down to kiss her. Before she could, Adela grabbed her by the hips and moved her so that Hana’s cunt was hovering over Adela’s face. “I want you to ride my face.” Hana looked quizzically down at Adela.
“Are you sure?”
“I’ve never been more sure of anything, babygirl.” Adela grinned back at her. Hana smiled shyly and slowly lowered herself onto Adela’s waiting mouth. Adela reached up, hooking her arms around Hana’s thighs and pulling her closer, pressing her tongue up to her clit.
“Oh my fucking- holy shit!” Hana laughed, reaching down to grasp a bit of Adela’s hair. Her hips began moving along with Adela’s tongue, Adela staring up at Hana’s face. “Feels so good, baby, oh my god.” Adela smacked Hana’s ass gently and Hana yelped and giggled, stuttering on Adela’s tongue.
Adela sucked on Hana’s clit suddenly, and Hana froze up, feeling her orgasm quickly approaching.
“Oh, yes, just like that-yes, yes, yes! Fuck!” She gasped, hips moving quickly on Adela’s face as her orgasm crashed over her. Adela moaned into her as she felt Hana’s thighs tighten around her head, licking her clit gently through the waves of pleasure.
When Hana caught her breath, she swung her leg back over and flopped down beside Adela on the bed, kissing her softly.
“You were such a good girl,” Adela whispered, stroking Hana’s face lovingly. Hana smiled shyly and pressed a kiss to Adela’s cheek, then her neck, then her chest.
“Now it’s my turn to take care of you.” Hana whispered huskily, looking up at Adela from in between her thighs.
Fuck, Adela thought, she’s going to be the death of me.