Double Meaning

12.3 ⚠️

Lisa's eyelashes were stuck together with dry tears. She pried her eyelids open as she blinked. She felt as if all the moisture had left her body. She slowly moved her limbs. Jungkook, who was still holding Lisa's body, asked softly in a hoarse voice.

"Are you okay?"

Instead of answering his question, Lisa stretched out her hand and touched the back of his head. She stroked his hair which was caked with dried blood. Jungkook looked down at her.

"...I'm fine."

Her wide eyes blinked. It didn't seem like she could differentiate reality from her dreams. 30 minutes ago, Lisa had lost consciousness after her seizure. Jungkook bit the inside of his cheek and asked her in a soft whisper.

"Do you know who I am?"

[What are those two blabbering about this time?!]

The man who had thrust the wooden stick with nails at Jungkook raised the stick once more. Lisa flinched in surprise and stared at Jungkook's arm that was blocking the man from her sight.

"Don't mind him. We'll get out of here soon. As soon as you've regained you senses, we'll..."

Jungkook's body stiffened. This was because Lisa, who was still in his embrace, lifted her face and pressed a gentle kiss on his lips.

"Thank goodness. You're not dead..."

Her tired voice whispered softly before her lips approached his once again. When her soft tongue roamed over his rough lips, his arms steadily tightened around her. Jungkook lightly bit her lower lip and was just about to pull back when a wet tongue slid inside his mouth.

He only hesitated for an instant. Jungkook immediately wrapped her tongue with his and lapped at it. To the men outside, Jungkook and Lisa only looked like a lump of flesh, so they focused their attentions back onto their game.

Jungkook and Lisa's wet lips touched and pulled apart repeatedly. As if he was licking her wounds, Jungkook softly pressed his lips against hers and caressed her face. There was definitely a source of groundwater somewhere near them. He didn't want the cold from the cement floor to seep into her skin. Jungkook held her tighter to keep her warm.

"...Do you know who I am?"

Lisa languidly blinked her eyes as she looked at him.

"I know."

"...Who am I?"

Lisa had been lost in painful nightmares just now. Hiding his anxiety, Jungkook waited for her answer. She slowly replied.

"...The person I like."

A hot breath burst out of his lips. They didn't know who started it, but their wet lips crashed together again. Jungkook shared his mouth with her as he sucked and swallowed hers. His large hand wrapped around her face. The more intense their kiss became, the more Lisa felt her sanity return. She wrapped her arms around his neck and deepened their kiss.

"Haa..."

They licked and caressed every corner of each others' mouths. She felt as if her thirst was becoming stronger. That may have been because he was sucking on her tongue and swallowing all of her saliva. However, she didn't even think about pulling away from him. On the contrary, she felt her desire to be closer to him grow.

Not enough. This is not enough. Lisa panted as she held onto him.

Lisa rubbed his chest with her hand. Jungkook, who had been pressing kisses onto her lips, cheeks and eyes, stiffened. With a trembling hand, she parted his dirty shirt. Jungkook met her eyes as a hot breath left his lips.