[M] Reality or Dream? (1/1)

Reality or Dream? Taeyeon perched her head up when she heard someone punching in the number codes at her door. There’s only three person whom knew her codes, her mum, her brother and Tiffany.  Knowing that it wouldn’t be Tiffany, since she knows that Tiffany is having a schedule in Thailand today, she lay her head back down onto the couch, trying to continue her nap.  It wasn’t until she heard a familiar voice, a voice that she recognizes in a heartbeat and the loud voice that she missed the most.   “Babe?”   She jolted up. “Fany?”   “Taetae!”   Taeyeon immediate stood up and walked over to the running Tiffany whom immediately pounced on her with a hug.   “What are you doing here? Aren’t you su-...” Taeyeon’s sentence was cut and silenced with a kiss.   “Fa-...” She tried to speak again but with the way Tiffany was kissing her, she can’t help but to reciprocate back. They can talk later.   It wasn’t until they both landed on the bed, with Tiffany on top of Taeyeon before they broke the kiss, panting and grinning at each other like idiots.   “What-...” But Tiffany didn’t let her speaks. She kissed Taeyeon again, deeper this time. Taeyeon has to moan when she felt Tiffany exploring her mouth with her tongue. She give it a little nibble and a little suck to soothe the pain.  Oh, how she missed those soft lips and skillful tongue.  “Wait.” She stopped Tiffany whom had her hands slipped inside her t-shirt.  “You’re such a killjoy, Taetae.”  “But-...”  “What is it?”  “Are you real?” Taeyeon had to ask. Because it felt surreal. One moment, she was missing Tiffany so much and the next moment Tiffany is on top of her, kissing her and in her presence.   And Tiffany had to chuckle at that cuteness. She let her hand travels to Taeyeon’s chest and pinched Taeyeon’s already hardened nipple, secretly glad that Taeyeon didn’t wore a bra.   “Ouch!”   “So am I real?” Tiffany smirked.   “Yes, you are.” Taeyeon said before turning them around, switching their position. She undress Tiffany in record time in between their fervent kissing.   “Fuck.” Tiffany had to moan when Taeyeon suck on that one weak spot on her neck. “So m-marks Tae.” She said before pushing Taeyeon’s head down, indicating her to focus on her chest instead.   “Mmmmm.” And Taeyeon seems to get the message. She gave both of Tiffany’s breasts a squeeze before she leans down to lick and suck it.   “Ahhh... Tae...”   And oh, how much Taeyeon missed Tiffany’s voice moaning her name.   “T-tae...”   Oh, how Taeyeon missed Tiffany’s desperate voice begging for her to make love to her.   Not wanting to waste anymore time, Taeyeon let go of Tiffany’s breast as her hand travel southward. She glides her hand against Tiffany’s bare thigh, slightly teasing her.   “No teasing please.” Tiffany begged.  “Not going to.” Taeyeon replied. “Mmmm, you’re so wet.” She said as she played with the wetness from Tiffany’s center.   “Was thinking of you the whole time.”   Oh, how Taeyeon missed Tiffany’s s