JENLISA IMAGINES

Under the table (M)

LISA'S POV

"I hate you so much." Jennie says between heated kisses and biting into my bottom lip.

"Obviously. I had to climb up the lattice to sneak in your window."

"Shut up and kiss me."

"Mm..." Obviously, I want to be the highest scorer in this tonsil hockey game.

My fingers expertly unbutton jennie's blouse. My thumb stroke over her newly exposed flesh.

"You better not rip off a button." She groans against my mouth. She slides a hand past the waistband of my shorts to grip my ass beneath them.

"What are you going to do about it, if I do?" I challenge. It is all part of the foreplay. I feel her nails scratch hard against my ass.

"Test me and see, Manoban." She growls. Neither of us expect what happens next. There is a loud knock on the door.

The two of us break apart and go to opposite corners of the room.

I fit myself under her desk. It is closer to hiding in the closet I suppose.

Jennie's heels click loudly across the floor to answer the door. "What is it?"

"We are supposed to pick out who we want as pledges." Irene responds with complete and utter boredom. She probably has not even looked up from her phone.

"You said to be here at 6:30." Nayeon answers after.

"Ugh. Fine." I hear three sets of high heels coming towards the desk.

There is no telling how long I will be stuck under the desk. I certainly don't want to be privy about Zeta pledges, the name of their group in this university. I am also a little bit peeved having to keep my fuck buddy status with Miss Kim a secret.

From my position, I get a good view of Jennie's legs. She has them parted enough to see her underwear.

I smirk as an idea occurs to me. Instead of thinking about it, I just do it.

"Ew..." Nayeon starts, "She looks like one of Manoban' pigs. I bet we could get her to roll around with Manoban in mud."

This does not insult me now really, born and raised in the farm and suddenly enrolled in the most prestigious university here in Seoul, Jennie's group has been my number 1 enemy since day 1.

With Nayeon's statement, that was my cue to ignore and block out whatever else is being said. I'd rather worship Jennie's crotch instead.

Scooting carefully, I place my hands on each of Jennie's thighs. She jolts up a little tiny bit in response. Otherwise, she doesn't push them away.

My hand slides towards her inner thigh. She spreads her legs apart a little farther. It is the only invitation that I need from her.

I trace my index finger up and down her underwear clad crotch.

Annnd... Jennie lets out a sharp breath. She sticks the landing by making it seem like she is frustrated, going through the process of picking out the pledges.

Good save!

I pull my finger away and see that my teasing has caused a wet spot to slowly form.

Jennie has to be very subtle when she raises her hips enough to give me room to slide her panties off. Slowly, I have to be careful to not hit the desk when getting them off around her ankles. She certainly isn't giving me any leeway to do it easily.

From the bottom of her folds, I lick upwards. I pull away, to lick harder the second time. I push my middle finger up inside of her.

"Oh!" Jennie can't stop herself, "I mean... Mm..." She is slowly starting to pant. "She can go in the 'maybe' pile."

"We don't have a maybe pile." Nayeon retorts.

"Well, make one!"

"I didn't bring an extra folder." Nayeon rolls her eyes.

"We don't need an extra folder, just make a pile. And don't roll your eye on me." Jennie gasps after each word

Imagine what I could do to her if I really got her going. My lips and tongue start to fervently kiss her clitoris. My tongue directly teases the sensitive exposed bud. I suck hard-never too much to cause pain.

Her fingers tug on my hair, at the same time she really wants to grind herself against my face.

My fingers go back to playing with her entrance. She slams her back against the chair and slides down over the edge of it.

"Are you sick or something?" Nayeon wonders.

"Yeah, you look flustered." Look at that, Irene must have looked up from her phone.

Silently, I vibrate my tongue right on her clit.

"I-I-I'm coming-!" She holds my head still to ride it out on my face, "-down with something! Yesss...!"

"Let's get out of here, Irene. I don't want to catch whatever it is she has."

As soon as the door closes behind them, she pulls me out.

"That-"

I cut her off and kiss her. I don't give a flying fuck that she can taste herself on my lips.

She moans against me. Her hand slides between our bodies, and dips down under my shorts.

"...fuck, you feel amazing." She bites my lip hard. It even bleeds a little. It is okay though; she is giving my slit the attention it deserves.

"Don't you-" She starts to punctuate her words with her fingers. Two of them spin inside of me. "-ever do that again..."

"I'll-fuck!-do whatever I want. And-oh!-you will like it!" I cling to her as I have the fuck of my life.

She pulls her fingers out and licks them clean of my juices.

"Now get the hell out of here."

"Gladly!"

I kiss her so hard that my upper lip scrapes against my teeth.

She slaps my ass, before she helps me out of the window.

"Manoban?"

"Yeah?"

"You're my favorite little secret."

"No shit." I blow air kisses and run all the way back to my dorm.