Sour Candy [2/4]

Pairings: Blackpink x Reader (series) this chapter: Rosé x Reader 

Summary: Y/n's new internship at a music label doesn't really go as planned. 3rd POV.

Warnings (series): Semi-dark fic!!! degradation, humiliation, pet names like "puppy" and "pet", free use, this chapter: none besides smut lol.

A/N: Will be posting a lot of content between now and September 2nd so I can finish up these series. Enjoy!

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Y/n’s night after her first day of her internship was plagued with thoughts of the things Jennie and Lisa made her do. They made her feel like such a slut, and the worst part was that she went along with it and enjoyed it.  How could she let herself get taken advantage of like that? How could she be turned on by it too?

It was easy to forget the shame in the moment when she’s getting off on it. They degraded her and made her seem like a toy. It should have made her weary about going back, but instead the very next day she walked into the building with a pep in her step, and a tighter skirt.

Unfortunately, she wasn’t so lucky to run across Jennie and Lisa the next day, or even the few days after that. They were probably busy with their many obligations, but still Y/n hoped they would make time to come back and treat her like the whore they said she was.

She also remembered their mentioning of the other members of their group. It’s not like the building is teeming with famous artists, but she wondered if Rosé or Jisoo would be coming around soon.

“Y/n, you’re not going to be delivering mail today,” her newly appointed internship supervisor tells her. Y/n felt relieved, physically letting out a sigh of relief when she heard the news. That’s all she had been doing since her first day here, delivering mail to the other floors. There were so many floors in this building that Y/n’s feet were numb by the time she went home. She wouldn’t have minded it so much if she had the distraction of Lisa and/or Jennie. “We need you to help one of our artists today. We usually have someone with more expertise work with the artist, but for some reason she requested an intern,” the woman said bitterly. Y/n noticed that many of the workers here were not nice. Ironically, it was one of the executives that she was briefly introduced to that was very kind to her.

“Oh, okay. When do I go to help?”

“Now. Room 251.”

There were no other details given, her supervisor just walked away to go back to her office. Y/n was confused but a small part of her held onto the hopeful idea that it’s either Lisa or Jennie that requested her presence. It was probably odd for an artist to specifically request an intern, which may be why the supervisor was pissed. At this point Y/n was less concerned with making good connections with the current workers so she could land a job in the company later, and more so on being used like she was told she was going to be.

It was a short trip up to room 251. Y/n held her breath as she knocked on the door. There was bound to be one of the members of Blackpink behind the door, she just didn’t know who it was yet; curiosity was killing her. Her heartbeat picked up in speed when she heard the door handle begin to twist.

There was a 50/50 chance between Rosé and Jisoo being the person she is supposed to “assist.” Her mind also considers Jennie and Lisa, but they kept mentioning passing her off to the other members. Her question is answered when it’s Rosé who answers the door.

“You must be Y/n,” she says with a smirk on her face.

Y/n has seen many pictures of her, but nothing compared to how she looked in perfect. Her cheeks were dusted a light pink and her skin looked so soft; she almost looked like a doll. The glint in her eyes tells Y/n that there isn’t going to be any buffer like it was with Jennie and Lisa. She was ushered into a new role that day with the two of them, and there was no more skirting around the reason why she’s here to “help” Rosé. She’s going to have to get to work immediately. “Close the door behind you,” Rosé purred.

Y/n listened to her command, stepping into the room and closing it, leaving the two alone and unlikely to be interrupted. Rosé walked over to the only couch in the room, her guitar resting against it.

“I have a recording session in a few hours, but I need some help relaxing — I could also do something that’ll pass the time,” Rosé eyes Y/n as she speaks. The pretty intern in front of her looks so unsuspecting as she stands there, but if what Jennie said about her is true, then she’s not all that shy, “Jennie told me you’d be wet and ready for me the second I need you. Is she right?”

Y/n’s skin begins to burn as she nods her head. She’s only a little bit wet between her legs, but her arousal begins to grow knowing that she’s going to get used like a slut once again. And the longer she stands there under Rosé’s gaze, the wetter she gets.

“Jennie and Lisa can't have all the fun. Take your clothes off, I wanna see what you look like under there.”

She leans back and enjoys the show of this new, timid intern. Y/n could tell Rosé was curious about her. A part of Rosé didn’t believe the full story Jennie and Lisa told her, so she had to see things for herself. She just could not believe that the two of them turned out to be the new intern on her first day at the company. She is cute and very obedient. She undresses herself for Rosé who watches her every move. Her clothes come off until her panties and tights are the last things to fall to the floor. Rosé feels herself getting wet just watching her undress.

Once Y/n is fully nude, Rosé lifts her dress and spreads her legs. She was waiting for Y/n to come and assist her, which would explain why she wasn’t wearing any panties.

“Jennie said you have a sweet mouth on you. Come here and let me find out for myself.”

Y/n slowly began to walk over before Rosé stopped her, “actually, crawl over to me.”

She didn’t think she could be degraded even more, but as her knees ached against the hardwood floor as she crawled over, she felt humiliated once again. And just like she expected, it made her pussy wet.

She crawls right up to Rosé. On her hands and knees her face is at the perfect height with Rosé’s cunt. Her pink pussy looks so hot and wet, just ripe for the picking. Y/n never thought she could want to eat pussy so bad. She’s thought about it ever since Jennie sat on her face. She could only get better with practice that was to eventually come, but that didn’t stop her from watching explicit videos for guidance. She touched herself while observing what the women in the videos were doing, but she imagined that it was her tongue in one of the Blackpink girls’ pussy.

She placed her face right up in Rosé’s pussy and imitated everything she’s learned from the video she watched. Her tongue went straight for her slit, pushing Rosé’s sticky folds apart in the process. She laps at her hole only to have more over her sweet nectar flow into her mouth. She also tasted so sweet, yet her taste was very different from Jennie’s.

Her attention is soon on Rosé’s puffy clit once she gets her fix. The blonde moans loudly and places her hand on the back of Y/n’s head. Her slender fingers run through her hair and tug at the roots. The slight pain is just what Y/n is looking for. It drove her to devouring Rosé’s sensitive clit.

“You’re a good little bitch, aren’t you?” Rosé coos. Y/n’s presence is going to be a sweet addition to her life.

Y/n hums against her count at the praise she receives. She was becoming a slut for attention that she craved so desperately from the four superstars. Her mouth creates slippery, lewd sounds against Rosé’s sensitive little pussy. The noises make Y/n feel lightheaded. It’s addicting to lick Rosé’s pussy out. It all feels so vulgar that it’s making Y/n so much wetter by the second. To splash her wet muscle in Rosé’s sweet pussy is an honor. She was much nicer than Jennie and Lisa, but just as eager and insatiable as them. She was so selfish and only concerned with getting off on flexing her authority over Y/n.

Y/n’s tongue pushes under her hood and she sucks directly on Rosé’s clit which makes her legs shake.

“Fuck!”

It feels so good. Overwhelmingly good. Y/n was sucking on her clit so roughly that it was becoming too much for her to take it.

“Mmm…get that pussy nice and wet,” her words are broken cries.

Y/n does just that. She lets things get sloppy and she indulges in Rosé’s sweet pink pussy.

Rosé nearly cums against Y/n’s mouth, but she pushes her away with hesitance. Y/n is confused, and almost worried that she may have done something wrong.

“Lay on the couch for me,” she says breathlessly.

Y/n doesn’t waste a second. The couch is plush against her back and she’s glad to have her knees off of the hardwood floor.

“Does eating me out make your little cunt wet?” Rosé teases her. She circles Y/n’s clit with one finger which makes Y/n tense up. “Such a pretty little pussy.” Rosé liked it when she was able to hook-up with someone, but it was even sweeter when the person is technically her subordinate. She never considered herself a mean person, nor has she had a mean-streak, but having someone around she could call a ‘slut’ or a ‘whore’ was exciting. One look at her and she could tell that Y/n was pretty inexperienced and way in over her head with this. Rosé didn’t care though, she loved it. Her pussy was fresh and needed someone like Rosé and her group mates to use it.

Rosé glanced over at the clock on the wall and she realized that she was running out of time. Someone would be coming to tell her her studio time is about to begin very soon. She was hesitant to even go through with her next idea; she could just settle for making Y/n make her cum really quick. But going through with her plan despite the time risk wasn’t a bad idea because the company intern’s pussy feels so good grinding against hers. She slaps Y/n’s ass before grabbing a handful. Y/n gasps at the action, her eyes nearly rolling into the back of her head.

Y/n is so lost in every single gyration of Rosé’s hips. Her own hips move without her having to think about it, it was just coming naturally to her to be a slut. Rosé’s clit against hers felt amazing. The idea of being with and used by Rosé made her cunt drip with desire.

“You like bumping pussies, don’t you?”

Rosé was somehow able to speak with a clear voice despite how hard she’s grinding her pussy against Y/n’s. Both are in a state of bliss but Rosé is able to control herself better.

“I knew you were a little slut when I first laid eyes on you — your pussy is so wet baby. This is our slut pussy.” There is no denying who Rosé is referring to when she says “our.”

Rosé leaned forward and pinched Y/n’s taught nipples before pushing Y/n all the way back to the couch. She started grinding on her pussy with so much force. She needed to cum not only because they were running out of time, but because she was going to explode if she didn’t.

“Cum for me little intern…cum for you slut bitch. Fuck!” It’s becoming harder to contain her moans, but Rosé leaves indulging in the dirty talk too much to stop, “sweet pussies like yours are always the wettest and creamiest. Can you hear how wet it sounds? You're such a nasty little bitch, Y/n.”

Y/n’s pussy was so sticky against Rosé’s. Rosé won’t get a chance to taste her pretty twat today, her schedule is packed after this, but as long as Y/n is an intern here, she will someday.

“Fuck I’m cumming!”

Rosé keeps grinding until her orgasm hits her and makes her movements sloppy. Her body runs cold as she begins to overstimulate herself. Feeling the gush of her cum triggered Y/n’s orgasm and it felt so amazing for her too. The two of them were in a state of bliss together.

A state of bliss that was ruined by a knock on the door and forceful voice saying, “Rosé! You have to be in the studio in five minutes!”

Y/n hoped no one heard them moaning; it would be too embarrassing if it was one of the workers she met that was hearing her get her cunt used.

Rosé sighed in contempt. She wanted to enjoy this moment for a little bit longer,  but she had to get to work or else the person on the other side of the door would walk into quite a sight.

All Rosé had to do was push down her dress and straighten herself. She was going to leave Y/n on the couch a mess, but that isn’t her problem.

“See you later princess.”