(Y/n POV)
"Come,"
is all she says with an intoxicating giggle, making your heart skip a beat from the way she bites her lip, knowing she's thinking of something else as she pulls you toward the leather sofa on the far side of the room, just past the kitchenette and long hallway that leads to the bedroom. The light from the city outside and the moon shining bright leads the way until your back hits the cushions and she falls perfectly in place on top of you.
"How's that headache of yours?"
she asks between peppering kisses. Her hands roam your body as you try to think of an answer, feeling her lips lowering to your collarbones while her fingertips trace patterns along your abs.
"Your kisses always make everything better,"
you tell her with a heavy breath.
"Yeah?"
she questions with a devious curiosity in her tone.
"What if I keep kissing you"
She says.
"What if I want you to?"
Upon hearing your words, Jennie
Without warning, you rise from the couch so your lips meet her own. The kiss takes her by surprise, but it's a pleasant one. She moans against your lips as they begin to part. Her tongue slips out to caress your own as you begin to touch her crotch . With fumbling, eager fingers, you manage to loosen her dress enough for it so falls off her shoulders to drape around her sides.The moment you pull away, you take in her exposed breasts a moment before your hand falls to grip her wrist, stalling her motions to take her by surprise. With a sigh you reach for her, fingers tracing patterns against her skin that earn goosebumps as you make your way across her delicate flesh. She sucks in a breath the moment you brush over a hardened bud, feeling her excitement as her chest juts toward the motion. Your wandering hand falls lower, tucking fingers into the fold of her dress to tug, and it only takes a second for her to get the hint.Both of you want the other without clothes, no buttons and zippers and straps in the way. Jennie rises from her seat first, pushing her dress down her hips to fall to her ankles, and somehow she effortlessly flips off her flimsy panties along with it. With a giggle, you follow suit, to unbutton your shirt before it falls to the floor, and she assists you with your own pants by thumbing the thin straps and tugging.Your lips collide once again the moment the two of you are bare. Your bodies press to one another. You feel the warmth of her skin against your own. Her arms gather you up and pull you in, and whimper against her lips because you need more.
A/N: imagine the rest ❤:-D
