A bunch of jenlisa one shots/ imagines.
You won't be seeing Kai and IU in this, will be replaced by Deb and Diana instead. wink wink
(F) - Fluff
(M) - Mature
(A) - Angst
The question caused Lisa's throat to dry, her mouth flapping like a fish out of water for a moment. It wasn’t just the sultry voice that Jennie spoke with that had Lisa's stomach in knots. The santa dress she was wearing had Lisa's eyes falling out of her head and her heart racing in her chest.
Jennie's shoulders were bare, the top of the dress settling on her chest. Meanwhile the skirt ended high enough to be presentable yet still expose her delicious thighs to Lisa's view. Lisa didn’t remember Santa looking like this in any of the movies growing up.
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(A/N: Just imagine there are no straps okay)
“If i knew that this is what Santa looked like I would have eaten my vegetables more often.”
Jennie laughed, a smile spreading as rose colored cheeks dimpled. She took a second to compose herself before doing a strut, one tempting leg placed in front of the other as she walked towards Lisa. Her hips swayed, the skirt moving too and fro as she did so. It was practically a sensory overload with Lisa's eyes having trouble figuring out where to focus first.
“Does that mean you’ve been misbehaving?” Jennie asked, her voice sultry as she got back into character.
As she drew closer she reached out, her finger tapping under Lisa's chin. Jennie bent down so she was eye level with Lisa; simultaneously giving Lisa a view of her luscious cleavage. A manicured brow raised, waiting for Lisa's response as her finger moved to stroke Lisa's cheek. Usually, Jennie was the playful fun.
“D-do I get a present if I’ve been good?” Lisa finally stuttered out.
“Of course. But only if you’ve been good,” her finger traced your collarbone, eyes briefly darting to your lips. Lisa swore there was a moment of hesitation as she took her own bottom lip between her teeth for a second before letting it go, “There are no rewards for those on the naughty list.”
“That’s a shame. I don’t think my girlfriend will be getting anything then…Ow!”
Lisa instinctively rubbed her arm at the feeling of a pinch on her skin. Despite very clearly being the perpetrator of the sudden act, Santa Jennie looked at her with an innocent smile. And she was the one deciding who was misbehaving?!
“I heard your girlfriend is the sweetest and kindest girl around,” Jennie hummed.
“And prettiest,” Lisa added.
“And prettiest.”
“And sneakiest.”
“And sne–” she stopped short and gave Lisa a look. Clearing her throat she continued, “This isn’t about her. This is about you. Now…”
Jennie took Lisa's hand and moved it to her chest, allowing Lisa to squeeze and feel the soft breast hidden beneath her red outfit. Lisa could feel her neck flushing and skin growing hot just from that simple act. It was no secret Lisa were weak for her in every sense of the word and she knew it. In that sense, the answer to her next question was obvious.
