1shots [Jenlisa]

And So They Did

18+ Skip if you're uncomfortable.

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At first glance Jennie knew Lisa yearned for a vehement interaction. The way her eyes lidded seductively towards her when nobody appeared to be looking was more than conveying. The youngers browns looking her up and down subtly, followed by a barley noticeable smirk. They were in their designated room, and had just finished yet another Swipe stage. To think the maknae would dare to look at her like that in public really proclaimed how eagerly she craved Jennie.

Yeah, Lisa wanted to go back to the dorm and have Jennie fuck her.

After all, Jennie was more than sufficient when it came to Lisa's venereal preferences. They've given in to each other too many times, maybe not enough for them, that they knew how to satisfy one another. Even so, when the younger slowly made her way and sat next to Jennie the older still gulped and felt her heartbeat flutter once more.

"Hey Jen, you're not going shopping with the others are you?"

No.

No she was not...

"That's it, baby... use me." Jennie breathed into Lisa's collarbone, strands of pink and brown hair tickling her cheek. Lisa's hips gyrated in Jennie's lap, a rather girthy silicone cock deep in her heat. Lisa's hands found their way to Jennie's dual colored hair, gripping tightly to secure the olders lips where she liked. Her hands then moving to those absolutely perfect shoulders. Her body bouncing on Jennie, the olders thighs probably a bit red from how hard she was landing.

"You're so hot, oh my god." Lisa whimpered between moans, Jennie's hands raking down the youngers back. Leaving trails in her fingers path. Each touch lighting new fires in her skin. Jennie couldn't help but stare at Lisa, her body, her face, everything. The maknae was so alluring, so desirable she couldn't help herself. She'd lay down the younger and kiss every goddamn inch of her body, tell her how much she deserved more pleasure than anyone on the planet. But today Lisa wanted nothing so sweet, just a quickie to relieve herself before the others came back to the dorm. That's exactly what Jennie would give her. After all, Jennie would always strive to please the doll. Give her every fiber in moments of bliss to see the younger reach such ecstasy.

"Jennie, I-" Lisa panted, having been thrusting her hips for a while now. She had been working hard all day, with dance practice and their comeback stages, and just random help around the company. She was so kind, but so exhausted. Jennie knew this, she always paid special attention to Lisa even if she denied it.

"I know baby... I know." Jennie whispered, taking over for Lisa and changing positions, laying the maknae down on her back. Her legs instinctively wrapped around Jennie's waist, the strapon still inside her, almost slipping out. Jennie was quick to fix that, her one hand traveling between the youngers thighs and readjusting.

"The others will be back soon." Jennie breathed, starting a fast pace. Her hips switching angles, searching for that spot that makes Lisa crumble. She was always sensitive, but there was this one spot that made Lisa arch her back and pull herself into Jennie like she was trying to stay in reality. She grasped onto the sweaty body that knew her so well, delving into her bodies desires.

"I know." Lisa was biting her lip and her eyes were rolling back. Jennie was pounding at this point, having finally found her target, relentlessly hitting over and over again. Jennie's free hand reaching down and giving her clit attention. Lisa was on edge, her body tensing before started to quiver. It was of such fulfillment Lisa's toes curled into fabric under them. Her head dizzy for a moment while her nerves were overwhelmed, as if a wave was washing on a beach. Just as the metaphorical wave started to recede, Jennie finally let herself go. Hips losing rhythm for a moment before breaking into rougher, firm thrusts.

They laid in silence for a moment, their panting and worn bodies against one another. Jennie's lips instinctively placed weaker, soft kisses on Lisa's neck while the youngers hands trailed soothingly up her back. Maybe a little odd, but not rare, the feeling such simplistic action provided so generously. Lisa doesn't know how many times they indulged in one another. She also didn't care. As long as Jennie had mutual affections she desired the hypnotizing highs the older lavishly granted her. Even if the feeling wasn't mutual, she'd desire the feeling of which she'd have to imagine. Luckily, that was not a problem for the pair. Lisa would always lend a hand for Jennie, and vice versa.

"You can stay in my room tonight?" Jennie suggested, blowing aside her messy black and blonde hair due to Lisa's hands tangling in the silky strands earlier. Lisa would've, she felt an abnormally high level of comfort with the older. But, the others would start to become more suspicious of their long "conversations." Lisa was the one to visit Jennie's room the most, be with her alone the most. It was also burdensome to try and not mentally acknowledge how the duo gazed at one another. Their compliments to each other, though common in the industry, seemed to always go deeper for them, and it was noticeable to the other three.

"I want to, but I can't." Lisa replied, voice soft, hurt almost by the rejection she gave. Jennie hummed in understanding, she wasn't mad about it. She too understood the risks of their frequent fervent sessions. With that, she rolled off Lisa and let the doll scurry to her own room.

Jennie smiled, she knew Lisa would return, most likely at midnight. The doll would end up right next to her under the covers, legs spread while the older would clasp a silencing hand over her mouth and curl her fingers just right. Lips threatening to leave a mark on the youngers neck...

Fuck, they were down bad...