Work Text:
Katarina—better known as Karina—the bloodline she carries were destined after stoic arranged marriages, burning from deceit and lies that fueled her family breaking apart to both sides.
Her mothers: it preaches freedom, love foreign to her in the past.
Her fathers: enforces ancient rules in order, and commands obedience—there was no time for love, simply. Business being the top priority.
At school, surprisingly public despite her father’s booming protests against it, she was the idol student. Prim and proper, immersed in her studies and were friends with the appropriate people that both sides of the family would approve of.
Approval is what she lived for.
Karina would be part of many extra activities in school and outside, and manage to squeeze it in with being the class president.
Dedicated to her role that she easily got with her charming influence over her classmates, she would make sure all the rules were in place—an exception to her friends sometimes.
Also, to the younger years too since nowadays she was informed by the teachers to examine their uniform a few times before in the busy hallways.
If they visibly break their strict uniform guidelines, she would send them to the office or a teacher nearby to deal with it.
One particular girl was a problem about it, a constant one that bugged her daily. A year younger than her, and so rebellious.
Her collar would be undone neatly (a big ick to Karina,) her skirt could be barely reached to her inner thighs, and that girl would have the audacity to complain about being dress-coded.
In summer now, that was the worst season to deal with her since she would gather all the excuses in the world to reason with Karina. Eventually, wasting her time and making her late to class!
The latter was not one to hate , but she recognised the burning emotion immediately when found herself forced to be in her obnoxious presence.
So, yes she did find herself abusing her power lightly whenever it came to that girl. Ushering after school detentions and such, or reporting exaggeratedly to a teacher that was in higher power.
It was karma for causing Karina unnecessary problems that she cannot afford.
Winter loved giving her problems, on purpose making sure to break all the uniform rules for her attention that would be attracted to her amongst the rest.
Arriving at school with a smile that seemed impossible to have on such an early, hot morning. Ningning tilted her head, chewing on her gum harder when seeing what she wore today. “Ah, really ?”
“Yep,” Winter confirmed, doing a 360 spin to demonstrate her scandalous outfit for today.
It would blow Karina’s head off, for sure.
Her school shirt’s buttons were undone to her chest, leaving her defined collarbones exposed, and no tie was in sight either. Don’t get started on the skirt, it being tugged up that if she sat down—her nudity would be flashed to the world.
It was brilliant to Winter.
“At least tuck your skirt down a lil’, look I’m not one to judge…” Ningning’s eyes widened, noticing now that her friend was taking to the extremes .
“You can’t ‘cause we all remember what you wore to a family function to seduce your new sneaky link,” Winter commented, crossing her arms and deliberately pushing her chest further.
“You look like a prostitute, unnie,” she hissed, her eyes touring around cautiously.
“And you did too,” sharply Winter mirrored her tone and stance.
“Fuck you—“
An authoritative, firm voice pierces through the girl’s impending flood of insults, “yellow card for using inappropriate and degrading language against a fellow student for you, Ning Yizhou.”
Ningning cut herself off, pressing her lips together tightly to not insult the older girl or her friend before she gets in more trouble.
Couldn’t she get special treatment at least? She’s Karina’s bestfriend’s… sneaky link, she should cut off some slack!
“And you, oh God .” Karina’s eyes dilated in pure outrage, and she thought that this girl’s behaviour and defiance wouldn’t get any worse.
“What is the meaning of this ?” Excessively gesturing to each detail of Winter’s uniform, her eyeballs bulged out at her cleavage that could be seen in a specific angle.
Feigning innocence, Winter blinked slowly at her and tilted her head. “Of what, Karina unnie?”
“ This !” Agitated, Karina exclaimed; nobody had ever heard her raise her voice ever or in chaos, so this stunt had pushed her to the edge completely.
“Y-you, I-I..” speechless, her mouth opens and closes, as she fights the overwhelming urge to scream right there.
Delighted, Winter posed dramatically in front of her—doing several angles that made her stretch her limbs, revealing some parts of her body that made Karina stunned into an unnerving silence.
“That’s enough,” Ningning halted her movements, tugging on her arm roughly.
“ Red card ! Red card ! For violating the dress code and doing provocative gestures! Principal's office and detention for a week after school!” It was a miracle that Karina didn’t collapse from the fury running through her wrecked nerves, and a miracle that she said all of that in one, heavy breath.
Ningning flinched back, holding Winter closer for leverage.
“Detention with who?”
“ Me .” Karina hissed under her breath, pointing at herself and plastered the red on her chest almost violently.
Hovering over her, she clenched her fists and whispered, “change, too. I’ll fetch you something to wear that is appropriate.”
“Uh, hell no. I’m not wearing those stinky clothes!” Loudly, Winter mimicked a wail and threw her head back.
“People cannot see you like that,” Karina reasoned simply, yanking the younger girl out of her friend’s grip and didn’t look back—she knew better than to run now.
“Jealous, huh?” Winter smirked.
“No.” She denied, and her eyes widened at the ridiculous suggestion. “Your love life is none of my concern.”
“My love life is empty, a space for you,” she tapped her heart and tried to rub her chest on the older girl’s arm who took it surprisingly in grimace.
“You are provoking me, especially today. I don’t appreciate it,” Karina retorted, ignoring the girl’s flirtations since she got used to it as it was thrown at her carelessly on a daily basis.
It was exhausting dealing with her.
“Don’t you appreciate any of this?” Undeterred, Winter clung onto her and fluttered her eyelashes at her.
Those doe, dark brown eyes never had an affect on her. It couldn’t.
“No.” She was rejected again.
Did this girl not get tired of annoying her? Always met with rejection and resistance, it was clear she could not take a hint.
“Change.” One of the changing rooms was empty, and Karina seized the opportunity hurriedly so this girl will get changed as soon as possible.
People—specifically boys who are high on hormones—can’t see Winter like this.
“In front of you?” The latter winked, grinning and slipped off her shirt shamelessly.
Karina scowled, closing her eyes firmly shut and rather would see the darkness than her… private parts.
“I’m a girl, it’s normal. But you wouldn’t make it normal, so no.” She turned around, tapping her shoe impatiently.
“Normal to watch naked girls?” Winter twisted her words effortlessly, loving how the older girl gets worked up so easily by her.
It was like a thin, rubber band always on taut.
“You know that’s not what I meant!”
“I don’t know,” Winter hummed, hesitatingly putting on the disgusting, baggy clothes that hung off her and unfortunately hid her figure.
“I look homeless,” she frowned, trying to adjust the clothes to make it tighter at least around her body but failed miserably—making it looser instead.
Karina opened her eyes, and stared at the new outfit now.
Appropriate.
Not revealing.
Works well with the school rules.
And that’s all she needed to assess.
Nothing more, nothing less.
“It’s fine,” she insisted.
“No, it’s not. You definitely got the wrong size.” Winter groaned, dragging her feet towards the door as Karina opened it for her without a second thought.
“It doesn’t break the school rules, so yes, it is fine. And it’s appropriate.” Karina explained slowly, like the younger girl was a clueless child that was born yesterday.
“And it looks ugly.”
Karina didn’t reply, knowing that it was true.
The silence was heavy, thick with charged energy. She felt the need to break it.
“It’s appropriate.” Quietly, she corrected.
“Sure.” Winter pretended to agree, but her eyes rolling at her said a different story.
“I’m going home,” she declared dramatically, and the older girl paused, her swift steps freezing and her eyes snapped onto her.
Home? Winter never went home early, well without permission. So why did she out herself like that? And what drove her to this point?
Karina had too many questions, but better yet—she felt frustrated. Too frustrated.
Did she deal with her antics for nothing? For her not to learn her wrongdoings and go home instead?
“No, you are not.” She asserted firmly, standing in her way and using her height to tower over her (attempting to look menacing as well.)
Not knowing that it made Winter more attracted to her which she did not want.
“Uh, yes I am?” The latter challenges back, taking a step forward nonetheless.
“I will snitch,” she narrows her eyes at her.
“You always snitch,” Winter’s voice grew louder than she intended.
Karina’s jaw clenched, taking it the wrong way.
“You will be at first period T7, maths at 9:00 am today with Mr Lee. Is that clear?” She leaned in, caging her against the wall.
“How’d you even know—“
It was unnecessary, but to Karina in the moment, it felt important for unknown reasons that she did not want to mention at all.
“Don’t question it.” Karina gritted and added under her breath, “it’s for professional reasons.”
“Fine,” Winter breathed, storming off and grumbling strings of curses against the older girl and the school as she constantly pulled her baggy shorts up that acted as if it was allergic to her waist.
Little did Karina know, she was walking the opposite direction to her lesson. And a slight smirk twitched on her lips when the older, oblivious girl didn’t realise that.
“Dumb girl,” Winter laughed to herself, sliding in the girls’ bathroom since it was practically her second home.
And little did the younger girl know that Karina would check in the lesson with the teacher’s permission to ensure she was in the class.
Oh, things were going downhill.
Roughly fifteen minutes, Karina monitored the hallways to check if students were skipping classes or not, and she passed by Winter’s.
T7.
With a quiet knock, she peeked her head in and smiled politely. “I’m just here to check if Winter Kim is in, is she?”
The teacher raised an eyebrow, checking the attendance and shrugged with a clueless expression. Students started murmuring that they didn’t see their infamous classmate at all this early morning.
“Oh, no. I haven’t seen her today. Maybe she’s off—“ and abruptly the door slammed SHUT so hard it tugged on the old man’s weak heart, making him flinch back.
Ningning frowned, leaning in to one of her friends. “Who pissed in her cereal this morning?”
“Probably Winter, never saw Karina so mad before.” They snickered, knowing that trouble would unfold soon.
Trouble was always tied with Winter’s name after all. Whenever it was mentioned in conversations or lingering gossip, it was for negative reasons.
Usually praising her rebellion, though.
Like a possessed lunatic by rage, Karina checked every single bathroom there was in the school premises.
Disabled bathrooms, girls bathroom, even knocking on the boys bathroom to question if there was a Winter Kim in there.
Met with a furious ‘NO!’ each time.
Leading to the secluded bathrooms in the corner that nobody dared to go because of constant rumours that surround it like a barrier: of ghosts, of souls that would haunt you for an eternity and completely unrealistic stories that left the youngest students shivering in fear.
“She cannot be in here..” Karina grunted, storming into the girls’ bathroom with no hesitation.
“Cannot, cannot, cannot…” she chanted to herself, a string of whispers to soothe her growing fury that left her body trembling.
Winter pushed her too far today.
Her wide, dilated eyes noticed a crack between one of the doors and looked between them.
It was the younger girl, lounging on the toilet seat and taking a puff of a fruity vape that consumed all of Karina’s senses when she got nearer.
“ Winter .” She growled, gritting her teeth to not say anything too bad.
Winter gasped, choking on the flavoured air she inhaled and hid it under her shirt.
“ Karina unnie ? What’re you doing—“ the older girl didn’t let her finish the sentence, barging in the cramped stall and locking it shut with a finality.
Her questions drowned to a yelp when Karina’s hands fisted her collar, dragging her up to meet her intense gaze.
“I fucking told you. I . fucking . told . you .”
Winter shrunk back, her shoulders reaching her ears nearly from how stiff she was.
She never heard the older girl curse, or remotely close to an alternative of it. And now when she heard it.. she would pay millions to hear it again.
“Why are you here?” Karina breathed, not letting the younger girl move and kept her in her place.
Under her.
“What does it look like—“
Her free hand moved to squeeze Winter’s cheek, muffling her witty words immediately.
“Don’t.”
Winter whimpered, tears springing up in her eyes.
That didn’t make her sympathise with her, it made her anger worse.
Her knee roughly bucked up in between her legs, rubbing it persistently against the damp material. “You’re fucking wet , seriously?”
Karina didn’t let her speak, squeezing her cheeks harder.
“Pathetic, acting like a dog in heat. Is this for me, hm? Or the attention you craved from the boys earlier when you wore that slutty outfit?” She leaned in, her breathing growing heavier after each insult she spewed out.
“Karina—“ Winter squeezed out her name, and all her efforts to do so went down the drain when Karina cut her off again.
“ Unnie . You don’t get to even say my name after what you did.” Karina corrected again, her other hand trailing down and smacking her ass sharply for the so-called mistake.
When her hand pulled back, her finger imprints started to form on the burning, pale skin and Winter blushed. “U-unnie.. I’m sorry,” she tried the pathetic act.
Did it work? No.
It encouraged Karina instead.
“Spread your legs.”
“I-I..” Winter did, shyly parting her legs apart as she adjusted her position slowly.
Karina pushed her growing bulge against her inner thigh, letting her feel what she had done to her. “You see what you did to me, yeah? You’re gonna fucking help me.”
Winter whined, pouting. “Yes, u-unnie.”
“Can you help relieve unnie’s stress that you caused?” She whispered, tugging her hair back, letting her touch linger.
“Yes, unnie.” Winter nodded frantically, biting her lip unknowingly.
Pulling the loose shorts down that slipped off her waist immediately, dropping down to her legs—Karina did the same to herself and unbuckled the belt of her waist and made the rest drop down to her ankles.
Her undeniably hard cock strained against the thin fabric of her branded boxers, and Karina didn’t let the younger girl drool over the sight any further and yanked it down too.
Her dick was big , and that’s the only thing Winter thought.
“U-unnie…” she breathed, speechless.
“Would you take it for me, hm?” Karina hummed, stroking herself painfully slowly in front of her.
Winter’s mouth watered and swallowed hard.
“Open your mouth first,” her fingers entangled in her hair surprisingly in a gentle manner, caressing it and holding it up for her.
The younger girl’s eyes met hers as she opened her mouth wide enough, her pretty lips enclosing around the tip that caused Karina to hiss through gritted teeth.
“ N-ngh .. just like that,” she encouraged breathlessly.
By how easily she gets riled up by Winter’s antics, it was obvious that she was extremely sensitive.
Her warm tongue circles around the tip, grazing along the slit before dragging itself down the undersides of the veins on her cock. It enticed shivers, shock to Karina as she clutched her head tighter with her shaking hand.
Focusing back on the tip, Winter looked back up and daringly so—forced her head down further on the thick base until she gagged lightly.
Karina gasped.
Holding it there for a good, long moment, Winter drew back for air and panted softly.
“So big, unnie..” she breathed, lazily licking her tip again until she slowly worked more of her back in her mouth.
“Let me,” Karina insisted, holding Winter’s head firmer and guiding her aching cock until she hit the back of her throat, holding it in there as she savoured the overwhelming pleasure.
And her hips acted on instinct, on need.
Thrusting in and out gradually out of the younger girl’s mouth, getting used to the gentle rhythm, Karina moaned and threw her head back against the door.
“ Fuck , f-fuck … good girl,” she praised, her voice cracking.
“Take me, take me all in..” more forcefully, she held her head and with a jerk of her hips, she filled Winter’s mouth fully even though it barely fit.
Barely.
One of her hands traced down, gripping her jaw tightly and forced herself down her throat; she ignored the loud gag and whispered, barely audible, “you’re going to let unnie cum down your throat, aren’t you?”
“Relax your throat,” she murmurs.
Winter tried , hollowing her cheeks and contracting her poor, worn out throat muscles to take the older girl in.
With a satisfied, deep groan—Karina lost all control completely and cummed down her throat.
Slowly, she pulled out and Winter was a mess.
“Unnie..” she hoarse, choking slightly.
“Is that the only word you know?” Karina teased lightly, about to pull her clothes back on her before a hand stopped her.
“Hmph.. you need to please me too,” Winter said gruffly, as if it pained her to say that.
She internally cringed.
“You don’t deserve it, do you?”
“I do, unnie.” Winter didn’t care, straightening up and glaring at her.
“Maybe next time.” Tugging her back inside her boxers despite the younger girl’s protests.
Fixing herself up briefly, Karina looks back at her.
Winter scowled, “fuck you.”
She had a plan already formed in her mind, making sure the empty promise would come sooner than the older girl would expect.