Special [Jenlisa]

Ch.36: Kiss Goodbye

Jennie leaned on Lisa's neck so she could find a comfortable position for both of them. She made mention of moving her lips away from hers, however, Lisa propelled herself forward, kissing her with some haste.

The Korean's thighs pressed against Lisa's waist, causing greater friction between their bodies. A gasp escaped Lisa's lips, her lungs already screaming for air.

Sensing the act, Jennie slid her mouth to the pale neck, only kissing gently so the skin wouldn't be battered. Lisa shuddered, letting out a considerably loud moan.

"Shh..." Jennie stopped what she was doing, bringing one of her hands up to cover the girl's mouth. Lisa's eyes widened, her face turning even redder as she realized what she had just done. "You can moan, my love, but softer and only for me." She murmured to herself, running her hand down to the edge of the shirt the girl was wearing. "Just for me, okay?"

"Yeah." She agreed, still shy.

"Can I remove your coat?"

"C-you can." She raised her arms, giving the Korean woman freedom.

Jennie tossed the item of clothing on the corner of the bed, in the end, Lisa was wearing just a long T-shirt and a pair of sweatpants.

Jennie stepped away to remove her jacket, leaving only a shirt and jeans. The lighting in the room made everything more visible, she didn't feel safe to show her body in intimate moments like that.

"Nini," Lisa murmured, letting out a low, impatient groan.

"We can't make that much noise, Lili..."

"P-please," she begged, knitting her brows together and pressing her hands into the mattress.

"If I do something that makes you uncomfortable, just ask me to stop," Jennie whispered and pressed her lips together once more in an attempt to stifle any loud noises Lisa might make.

Slowly, she ran her hands inside the girl's shirt, scratching lightly with her nails, feeling her lips vibrate with Lisa's contained moan. That sensation of hers made a pang go straight to the center of her.

"Love," Jennie whispered, sealing the kiss and holding Lisa's face in her hands to get her attention. "You want to play?"

"Tap?" Lisa gasped, her brows knitting together slightly in confusion. "T-touch where?"

"Touch you for me," Jennie explained, a smile tugging at her lips as a blush spread across her cheeks. "Here," she dangled her fingers into the waistband of Lisa's sweatpants, tugging slightly.

"As?" Lisa held the hand of the Korean who was in the same place, trying to look inside the garment.

"If you masturbate... when do you... get turned on?" Jennie asked. Lisa shook her head slowly, her bottom lip caught between her teeth. "To play where it bothers you. Just like I do with you and you in me.

Lisa sighed, taking her hand guided by the Korean to inside her pants, feeling her fingers go into her underwear, all under the command of the brown-eyed girl.

"Close your eyes," she requested, beginning to move her fingers slowly over her girlfriend's abundant moisture. Hands still together, "So..."

Lisa let out a shaky groan, writhing on the mattress, her eyes squeezed shut. Little by little her fingers began to make circular movements on their own, and so Jennie took note of that, leaving her to continue alone, taking her hand out and analyzing the liquid that covered two of her fingers before taking them to her mouth.