experiments

chapter six (M)

"Take my clothes off."

Lisa pulls back out of sheer surprise. "Are you sure?" She asks Jennie, who has been in her house for approximately five minutes.

"I can't wait any longer, Lisa," Jennie tells her whilst hooking her arm around the back of her neck to pull her in for a kiss. "Please."

"Last time you didn't even let me touch you under your clothes," Lisa says, resisting Jennie's kisses and also the urge to do precisely what Jennie had asked of her without a second thought.

"That was before you dry-humped the shit of me and left me unsatisfied." Jennie lets the back of her head hit the pillow, quickly realising that Lisa's will seems to be stronger than her own as she is resisting her kissing attempts without so much as a struggle. "I haven't been able to stop thinking about you since," Jennie admits despite her pride urging her not to due to Lisa seemingly not feeling the same way.

It didn't matter though. She has to get it off her chest. Her every thought had been demanded by the girl who is supposed to be no more than a secret hook-up. But a secret hook-up is pointless if it doesn't even satisfy the hunger inside you. It's even more futile when it leaves you hungrier than you were prior to the hook-up.

Lisa hums, a proud grin tugging at her lips. "That's good."

Jennie rolls her eyes. "It's embarrassing. You were probably out with some other girl while I was stuck at home thinking about you all night."

Lisa clicks her tongue. "Don't be jealous."

"No one said anything about jealousy, Lisa."

"No one needed to," Lisa replies, chewing her inner gum to resist the need to grin at a moody Jennie.

"I never pegged you for being a cunt, Lisa," Jennie replies flatly. Lisa loses any humour when she realises Jennie isn't joking around and is dangerously edging on actually being hurt.

"I was thinking about you too," Lisa quickly says and swipes her head swiftly down to get closer to Jennie in an attempt to comfort her.

"Really?" Jennie bites her lip, still seeming down. "Or are you just saying that?"

"Of course not," Lisa says with a small smile while pressing her body down against Jennie's.

"The last thing I wanted to do was kick you out last night."

"Then why did you?" Jennie asks with wide, glassy eyes and a sweet voice.

"I think we both got too carried away."

"I want to get carried away with you though," Jennie mumbles.

"You're sure?" Jennie nods and is amusedly surprised when Lisa smiles shyly.

"What?" She asks with a playful grin.

"Nothing," her smile gets wider. "There's just been so much build-up even though we've not known each other for long."

Jennie returns Lisa's warm smile. "It feels like I've known you a lot longer. I feel comfortable with you."

"So, you're ready to take it further?" Lisa asks while her eyes scan over the girl beneath her, right to the place where her shirt had lifted a little to reveal an innocent amount of skin. Lisa sees an opportunity and lets her fingers graze over it, as if she had given it no thought at all.

Jennie forces herself to act as though she didn't feel it, as if she too gave no thought to Lisa's actions, for such a small touch shouldn't excite her this much.

"I don't want to wait any longer," she responds quietly, because words are not what either of them want or need right now.

Lisa nods in quiet acknowledgement of Jennie's need and presses her palms down beside Jennie's arms to support her as her lips seek out Jennie's and make no detour.