Can't ever say no to you || Chaennie (Completed)

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Rosie entered the Kim home, shouting a quick hello to Mommy and Papa Kim who were watching a movie in the living room. She smiled at the thought of Mrs. Kim and Mr. Kim being her mother and father-in-law in the future. When she got to the steps leading her to her girlfriend, she barely registered Mrs. Kim calling out to her that she and her husband would be heading out soon and to remind Jennie.

She climbed the steps two at a time, eager to tell her girlfriend her good news....

"Jen!" she called out as she pushed the door of her girlfriend's bedroom open. The one thing she didn't notice was the placement of Jennie's hands as she was turned around closing the door. Before she even had the wooden object closed, she was eagerly beginning to explain what had her so damn excited. "So my mom told me that she and appa are going to this medical thing tonight. So! That means we have my house al to-"

Her words trailed off as she finally looked at the brunette laying on the bed. The expression of sheer pleasure written on Jennie's face was all Rosie needed to audibly swallow. Arousal shot straight through her body as her eyes roamed over a partially naked Jennie.

One of Jennie's pale hands was cupping her right breast atop her exposed red plaid bra. Rosie was transfixed on the kneading motion. That didn't last too long because she shifted her gaze lower and immediately saw Jennie's other hand rubbing simultaneously at the flesh under her shorts. Rosie traced her eyes back up Jennie's body and brown instantly locked on to dark brown ones; Jennie continuing to work herself closer to her release. Her movements were becoming more aggressive under the intensity of Rosie's leering.

Rosie's mouth dropped open just an inch as her stare locked down between Jennie's legs again. Her eyes danced over the bulge, a result of the hand under thin fabric, as it moved in small circles. She stood mesmerized as the bulge moved down until there was a mound directly at the apex of Jennie's legs. She sucked in a rushed breath as Jennie gasped. Rosie's hip subconsciously jerked forward in her arousal just watching Jennie's hips buck off her bed.

The Aussie couldn't tell how many fingers, but she definitely knew Jennie just entered herself. She could feel the blood in her body gathering between her legs.

Jennie had never felt herself so wet before. She was practically gushing under Rosie's watchful eyes. She was focused on her labored breathing and the wet smacking sounds being produced as she kept pounding into herself. Her eyes were staring straight at Rosie's face while Rosie stared at her thrusting hand.

Rosie's eyes were solely focused on the fabric at Jennie's center jutting out then in again at this exact moment. It was almost as if the motion had her under some sort of spell that had her glued to the ground the longer she watched the girl on the bed. A moan from Jennie at the head of the bed broke Rosie's concentration and her eyes began to slowly linger up Jennie's toned body again. She watched the muscles of the pale stomach ripple and clench as Jennie's body started getting closer and closer to release. Her eyes continued to travel upwards until she was engrossed with her two favorite things on Jennie's body to stare at; her breasts. No but really, the desire in Jennie's eyes was impalpable.

Rosie's mind was vaguely aware of the growing pressure in her shorts. Jennie's eyes seemed to light up and Rosie wasn't exactly sure when the staring contest was broken so Jennie could openly ogle at Rosie. Right now though, as she followed Jennie's stare Rosie was inwardly patting herself on the back for wearing her favorite pair of basketball shorts. She smirked because Jennie was just staring at the growing tent under the flimsy material and she reveled in the fact that Jennie's hands began groping harder and thrusting faster.

The Aussie quickly made work of removing her tightened shorts and boxers. She let out a sigh of relief as the cold air of the air conditioning hit her hardening member.