𝕰𝖚𝖕𝖍𝖔𝖗𝖎𝖆

Lisa : Jealous

A/N you are a contestant in a survival show and Lisa is you mentor.

"You wanted to see me, Lisa?" You announce upon entering the room and shutting the door behind yourself. The two of you had long ago left the formalities behind, opting instead to be on a first name basis. It was much more intimate, and you preferred things to be that way with her. Of course, occasionally you would use her official title just to get a certain reaction out of her. Slipping it into conversation when around the other instructors always worked to get her attention and catch her off guard. It was easy to see that she enjoyed it, the innocent way it rolled off your tongue.

You sit down in the chair opposite her, feeling the coolness of the leather press against your calves as you get situated.

"Good job tonight; you get better and better with every performance." You thank her, both well aware of how much you enjoy her praise. Her expression turns more serious, and you take a deep breath. Here goes. "I don't think it's wise for you to be so close with some of the other contestants, though. Not all of them are interested in gaining your friendship for the right reasons." With furrowed eyebrows and slightly pursed lips, you look at her. "What exactly do you mean?" Her expression turns unreadable, and you sink into your seat a little more.

 "Some of them may want to get into your head to throw you off your game. Despite what you want to believe, Y/N, this is still a contest." You sigh, now a bit upset that she's treating you like a child. "I'm aware of that, Lisa, but I can take care care of myself." At the change in tone, the air around you shifts into something more tense. "Are you sure? Because you seem to be pretty oblivious to their actions." She bites back, shifting her seat to get a better look at you, and crosses her arms.

When you don't respond, she takes this as her cue to continue. "Don't play dumb, Y/N. I see the way they look at you, so entranced. They know that acting helpless will get your attention. It's just to distract you!" She says, exasperated, jaw set and eyes cut, just like earlier.

"Are you jealous?" You ask, a contrasting tone of accusal and uncertainty in your voice. No turning back now.

She scoffs, rolling her eyes. "Jealous? Of what?" Her eyes setting on you again, a cocky expression on her face.

"Oh, I don't know," you start, toying with her; you know exactly what to say. "Maybe at the fact that they get to be so close to me all the time, like you want to be. Or maybe that we sleep together, especially when it gets cold in the dorms."

It's her turn to be speechless. "I'm more observant that you act, miss." She gulps, and you bite back a smirk. "I see how you look at me; your desire is obvious. We've both known it for a long time now... Why don't you just admit it?" The teasing tone in your voice is thick, and it's clearly getting to her. Who knew you could make her feel like this with just your words?

"Y/N..." Lisa says your name almost as a warning, knowing that you're on the edge of crossing the line. She failed to deny your claims; after all, it would do no good. She can't disguise her feelings for you.

A surge of confidence washes over you, and you take that as a sign to scoot closer to her. Soon, you're mere inches away from her, your body pressed against the side of the seat as you rest your chin in the palm of your hand. Her tongue darts out of her mouth, soothing her lips.

You take her in for a moment, enjoying the sight. Her long dark hair tumbles past her shoulders in loose waves, and a blush takes residence upon her cheeks. Having her like this was something you only dreamed of in the past; seeing her so aroused because of you truly made you think back on how far the two of you have come.

To put an end to the silence, you loop two fingers underneath her chin, successfully coaxing her into meeting your gaze. Your eyes fall to her lips as you ask, "Am I wrong?" Before you can continue, her resolve fades. She leans forward, capturing your lips in a searing kiss. Any ounce of doubt that you had before melts away as she pulls you closer.

With inhibition and processing skills long gone, you slip from your chair and into hers, settling in her lap. One of her arms wraps around your waist to hold you steady, while her other hand tangles itself into your hair. A swift bite to your lip, paired with a flex of her warm thigh beneath you, sends a jolt through your body and earns her a low groan. She shudders against you, and that simple act works wonders in boosting your confidence.

All too quickly, a sudden noise from just outside the door startles you; reluctantly, Lisa pulls away. You nearly gasp at how dark her eyes have gotten in the heat of the moment. "I'm going to go see what that was," she informs, gently setting you down in her seat as she stands up. Before turning to walk away, however, she plants another kiss on your lips. "Don't even think about moving. I'm not done with you yet."

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