deep in the sea (I give you my heart) // jenlisa

Chapter 12: Line without a Hook

Lisa's lips were simultaneously soft yet firm as they moved against Jennie's. The sudden kiss made her gasp, all the air leaving her lungs as warmth spread across her cool skin, tingling just along the surface.

Her hands instinctually reached up to gripped Lisa's face, nails dragging slightly against the blushing cheeks of the woman who held her as her fingers subconsciously curled.

The kiss was full of so much passion that it made Jennie feel like she was free falling.

Constant fluttering butterflies roared through her stomach and chest as she refused to let Lisa even pull away to catch her breath. She only managed to get away for a brief second before Jennie was crashing their lips together one more.

It felt so sinfully good to be in Lisa's arms, moving slightly against those wonderfully firm abs, feeling her jaw moving with each passionate kiss under her palms.

Not even Lisa swiping her tongue along Jennie's bottom lip made her question what was going on, whining softly at the textured sensation.

It was only when she felt Lisa starting to move through the water, turning them and pushing her back gently against the steep bank of the pool that made Jennie finally pause to think for a moment.

She pulled away, chest heaving and lips swollen from so much intensity. Lisa's doe eyes were almost completely engulfed in dark pupils, a hazy look spreading across her face as she too struggled for breath.

Jennie had paused to look at her beauty, almost completely forgetting the swirling questions that tore through her mind like a hurricane. Her strong jaw, full lips, perfect eyebrows... She was too much- Aphrodite sent from above.

Lisa moved forward to continue their fiery kiss when Jennie suddenly dropped her hands to push against her chest, stopping her from getting any closer. "Lisa, wait-" she froze at the sound of Jennie's voice, blinking in confusion as her eyebrows furrowed.

"Are you sure?" Jennie questioned, stomach doing a back flip out of fear. She really didn't want to question what was going on between them, but the need to make sure Lisa wasn't making a decision she was going to regret later on over ruled her feelings for the blonde woman holding her.

The hazy look started to fade from Lisa's face at the question, a deep groove appearing between her brows as she lowered and furrowed them more. "What do you mean?" She wasn't prepared for the question, unable to figure out Jennie's words through her desire to keep kissing her.

"I mean... I don't want you to regret this," The witch bit her lip, her fear starting to creep onto her face despite her best efforts, "I don't want you to realize what's going on too late, and end up hurting yourself..."

Despite Jennie's hands against her shoulders, Lisa was able to push in a little closer, pressing her hot forehead to Jennie much cooler one. "I'm not going to regret this, Jennie... I am one hundred percent aware of what I'm doing."

Her voice was possibly the softest Jennie had ever heard it. She spoke with so much emotion, affection and understanding literally dripping from each syllable. Her eyes were gentle as they scanned all over the witch's face, a small smile pulling at her pink lips.

Even with the reassuring words, however, Jennie didn't let go of her confusion. She frowned, shifting slightly in Lisa's hold. "I don't understand," she whispered, "After all I've done... I don't know if I deserve the look you're giving me right now."

She tried to pull away, her heart starting to grow heavy with guilt and sadness. Lisa didn't let her lean away, pressing her firmly against the rough texture of the rock against her back.