Chaelisa One-Shots Smuts

Love you for Infinity

Heat sparked across Roseanne's skin as Lisa's hand found the exposed skin of her upper thigh underneath the table. The warmth from her wife's hand along with the heat pooling across her skin from the alcohol coursing through her system was a dangerous amalgamation of sensations that sent her mind wandering. Her mind drifted to the thought of Lisa's hand finding its way further up her thigh, her lips following the same trail as her hand. She swallowed hard, picking up her glass of water from the table with a slightly trembling hand, the condensation on the outside of the glass helping ground her.

"Isn't that right Roseanne?" Lisa asked, turning to her with the intoxicating bright smile on her lips.

"I'm sorry, what?" Roseanne blinked, trying to remember what they had been talking about.

"Are you okay?" Lisa frowned, noticing the blush creeping its way across her cheeks, highlighting the constellation of freckles.

Roseanne nodded and took a sip of water, indulging in the cool water for a moment, that temporarily cleared the haziness in her psyche. She looked across the table to their friends, all of them with equally concerned expressions.

"I'm okay. Promise. I was just thinking and I wasn't listening. I apologize," Roseanne sighed, pressing a reassuring kiss to Lisa's cheek.

Lisa nodded, but narrowed her eyes for a moment, looking over Roseanne's flushed cheeks.

A short time later they all said their goodbyes and made their way towards their respective rooms. The elevator door slid closed, leaving Roseanne and Lisa alone in the small space. Lisa's mischievous smile filled Roseanne's vision for a moment as her hand came up to press against her abdomen and back her against the elevator wall.

"Lisa?" Roseanne questioned, her breath hitching in her throat when Lisa leaned in and pressed a kiss to her jaw then made her way lower to her neck.

"This may be a lucky guess, but is this what you were thinking about earlier," Lisa hummed against her skin, nipping at the junction of her neck.

"I–Lisa there are cameras," Roseanne hissed, her eyes closing of their own fruition as Lisa continued despite the warning.

When the elevator shuddered to a stop at their floor, Lisa finally moved away from Roseanne, turning away with a smirk as the doors slid open. Roseanne couldn't help but follow behind Lisa as if in a trance as they made their way down the hall to their room. They had been presented with a unique opportunity since their crews had a stayover in Paris for the next two days. Usually their jobs pulled them in opposite directions of the world for weeks at a time, so this was a rare opportunity to spend time together. Moments later they reached their room. Lisa reached out, scanning the room key before turning and holding out her hand to Roseanne who took it eagerly. Once inside the room, Roseanne pulled Lisa to her chest, their lips crashing together in a heated kiss that made them both gasp. Lisa backed her against the door, the soft thud echoing in their ears as the kiss deepened and Lisa latched onto the sensitive skin of her throat again.

"Roseanne," Lisa whispered, her breath hot against her skin, "change into your swimwear and meet me at the pool."

"What?" Roseanne whimpered, when Lisa moved away, heat pooling low in her abdomen and the thoughts from earlier rushing back into the forefront of her mind.

Lisa simply winked before opening the door and pushing Roseanne out the door towards her room across the hall. Once the door closed in her face Roseanne seemed to momentarily snap out of her daze before rushing to her room to change. A few minutes later Roseanne stared at herself in the mirror, a little self conscious of walking into the hallway, despite the coverup she was wearing. She pulled her hair up into a bun at the base of her neck, the fear creeping in again when her phone buzzed on the sink next to her.