The priest started speaking. At first Lisa payed her complete attention to the ceremony but all her senses turned off once her eyes accidentally landed on Jennie's figure sitting next to the Parks. Her breath hitched in her throat. Her eyes raked over her body. She still looked the same as she remembered.
Jennie wore black high heels on her feet, short off shoulder black dress that complimented every curve and detail of hers perfectly. Too perfectly that Lisa wished she could rip it off of her right there and then.
Her wavy black hair was thrown over one shoulder and left most of her neck exposed. Dark eyeshadow was spread over her eyes and red lipstick covered her juicy lips flawlessly. Lisa's mouth went dry at the sight of such perfection. She could feel the heat creep down her spine and right between her legs. Jennie didn't have business looking that good.
Lisa wanted to faint. Her heart hammered in her chest against her will. Lisa hated how affected she still got from the brunette even after all the pain and sleepless nights she went through. She remembered all the tears she shed over the same woman that forgot about her so easily, and knew she couldn't give herself up to the lust she felt for her. Lisa needed to keep her guard up and not let herself do something she would surely regret later.
Like telling Jennie she was still madly in love with her. As much as she hated to admit it, she never stopped feeling that way about her and the way Lisa's heart behaved at the sight of her crushed every piece of doubt left. She just successfully buried those feelings with sex and work and tried to forget every bit of them. But sometimes that didn't work either.
Even when fucking someone else every night for the past month, Lisa still had her in her mind from time to time. She imagined her face buried deep between her legs as she fucked her with her tongue and led her to the best orgasm she could ever experience. Sadly for her, as the time passed, this image became the only way Lisa could get herself off. All of Alice's efforts were meaningless unless Lisa had a certain brunette in mind.
Lisa also couldn't tell her that she dreamed about her every time she slept and that she wanted to taste her lips one last time before they part ways, before Jennie runs away from her and they never meet again. Lisa couldn't get her heart broken one more time. She took a deep breath. Nothing could happen between the two of them in the next two days.
No sex, no touching, not even talking if possible because she knew that even the smallest interaction would bring up the temptation too high and one of them would brake. Lisa was determined to keep her promise, tho she wasn't sure how much her willpower would be able to handle the sight of Jennie roaming freely around her.
Lisa realized she had been staring at the brunette for good 5 minutes now when she felt pair of beautiful cat eyes staring right through her. She looked away as fast as she could and cursed at herself for the way she felt her cheeks heat up. Passing as unaffected around Jennie would be a lot harder than she thought. Her body just wasn't corresponding with her brain's wishes.
She turned her attention back to her best friends and noticed it was already time to hear their vowls to each other. She really missed a big part of the ceremony. She pushed her thought back and perked her ears in excitement as they started.
"Do you, Jisoo Kim, take Rosanne Park, as your lawful wife?"
"I, Kim Jisoo, do take you, Rosanne Park, to be my wife, to have and hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and health, to love and to cherish, till death us do part"
Jisoo's husky voice slightly shook as she spoke. She was on a verge of crying. The tough facade she always portrayed herself with quickly broke down in the hands of her lover. She smiled with tears in her eyes that tried to push their way out. The priest spoke again.
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Destined To Love YouㅣJENLISA
FanfictionShe met her on a chilly Monday evening on the crowded streets of Paris. Blinding lights reflected on her porcelain white skin as a pair of deep cat orbs darker than the night itself stared back at her doe eyed perfection. A warm gummy smile forming...