I Hate U | Jenlisa

Chapter 53 [M]

A/N

You know what's coming you horny bitches XD.
Enjoy your almost 3000 words Smut~
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Jennie was nervous while she showered alone. Maybe that's why she procrastinated longer than necessary.

Of course, she had already thought about sleeping with Lisa. Lisa was attractive, and Jennie liked her.
Especially since she knew that their feelings were mutual, she had thought about having sex with Lisa again and again. Imagined it. Especially after seeing Lisa dance.

But in reality it was quite a difference. More nerve-wracking.

Jennie wasn't just nervous, she was overthinking every little detail.

Is being a virgin at 18 too old? Or is it too early to have sex? What if she does something wrong? Or it doesn't feel good for Lisa?
How the hell do you initiate sex? Especially when you're as incredibly nervous as Jennie!

And suddenly Jennie felt insecure about her own appearance too.
She knew she had a pretty face. That Lisa thought she was beautiful. But the whole, exposed body was something completely different. What if Lisa didn't find her so attractive after all? Or suddenly realizes that she doesn't like women after all.

In the shower, Jennie stared at the razor in her hand indecisively for almost five minutes before deciding to shave.

"Relax, Jennie. No pressure.",

she whispered to herself as she dried herself off.

Surely she could tick off at least a few of the points with some logic, couldn't she?

Her age was neither too young nor too old, Jennie decided. She wasn't underage, and neither was Lisa, so the worry was completely irrelevant from that point of view. Doing something wrong was most likely just natural. And if Lisa didn't like something, she could say so.

Jennie stared at the underwear she had taken into the bathroom.

Very simple, rather cozy, black. Was it too little? Or should she not wear a bra? Why wear a bra to sleep? Which implied more that Jennie was thinking about sex when she wore a bra or not? Was it perhaps even better to imply it?

A knock on the door made her start up.

"Jennie? I don't want to rush you, but... Uhmm, are you going to take long?"

Without really thinking about it, Jennie quickly put on a loose shirt and underpants before unlocking the door and opening it a crack.

Both girls held their breath, and Jennie couldn't keep her eyes from looking down those cursed, long legs.

"I... shit, I forgot what I wanted to ask...",

Lisa mumbled, staring shamelessly at Jennie.

"Sorry, I'm incredibly nervous. I mean, we're suddenly a couple and I'm spending the night with you. And I don't want to imply anything, and I think I'm still a little tipsy... Not too much, really, just enough that I can still feel it. But... I mean..."

Jennie was relieved to see that Lisa was as nervous as she was. It gave her a boost of confidence, enough that she took a step towards Lisa and gently stroked down her arm. Looked her in the eye.

"What don't you want to imply?",

she asked with a cheeky grin that hopefully hid her nervousness, and pressed herself a little closer to Lisa. She heard the younger girl gulp.

"That you could possibly... theoretically... might be interested in sleeping with me."

Jennie beamed. Lisa was obviously thinking the same thing.