MILESTONES || LISOO

Chapter : 27

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Continuation

Lisa's grin softened, her playful expression turning more serious as she cupped Jisoo's face in her hands. Her thumb gently brushed over Jisoo's lips, her gaze flickering with both desire and tenderness. "I missed you so much," she whispered, her voice husky and low.

Jisoo felt a shiver run down her spine at Lisa's words, her heartbeat quickening. "Show me," she whispered back, her breath warm against Lisa's lips, a challenge and a plea all at once.

Lisa's eyes darkened with intensity, and she leaned in, capturing Jisoo's lips in another kiss, but this one was different—slower, deeper, filled with a longing that had built up over days of distance and silence. Jisoo melted into the kiss, feeling the warmth spread through her body as she let go of everything else—her doubts, her anger, her fears—until there was only Lisa.

Lisa’s hands slid down from Jisoo’s face to her waist, pulling her even closer, their bodies pressed together with no space between. The kiss grew more fervent, and Jisoo’s fingers tangled in Lisa's hair, pulling her even deeper into the kiss. The world outside ceased to exist; there were only the two of them, the heat building between them, the taste of Lisa’s lips, and the soft sighs escaping their mouths.

Jisoo’s back pressed against the door again, but this time she welcomed the sensation, the firmness behind her grounding her even as she felt like she might float away in the sheer intensity of the moment. She gasped softly against Lisa's mouth, her hands slipping under Lisa’s shirt, feeling the soft skin beneath, the muscles tensing under her touch.

Lisa groaned softly, the sound vibrating against Jisoo’s lips, and she deepened the kiss, her hands sliding up Jisoo's sides, feeling the warmth of her skin and the way Jisoo trembled under her touch. Her fingers traced a path along Jisoo's spine, sending shivers down her back, her heart pounding wildly.

They moved together with an urgency born of days of longing and the fear that they might never have this again. Every touch, every kiss felt like a promise, a reassurance that they were here, together, that nothing could keep them apart.

Lisa pulled back just slightly, her lips hovering over Jisoo’s, her breath coming in short, uneven gasps. "Jisoo..." she whispered, her voice thick with emotion. "Stop me if you want me to; I don't think I can stop myself."

Jisoo gulped, her eyes locked onto Lisa's, filled with the same desire, the same need, and the same resolve. Her hand gripped Lisa's hair, pulling her closer. "Don't stop," she whispered back, her voice soft but sure. "Don't you dare stop!"

Lisa's gaze softened, a mixture of relief and intense affection in her eyes. Lisa’s hands moved to the hem of Jisoo’s shirt, her fingers slipping underneath, caressing the skin of her stomach, drawing a small gasp from Jisoo’s lips. Slowly, deliberately, Lisa lifted the shirt, her eyes never leaving Jisoo's, searching for any sign of hesitation.

Jisoo’s breath hitched, but she didn’t move away. Instead, she helped Lisa pull the shirt over her head, letting it fall to the floor, her own hands moving to tug at Lisa’s shirt, her fingers brushing against Lisa’s skin, feeling the warmth radiating from her body.

Their lips met again, more urgently now, and they stumbled toward the bed, their hands exploring, touching, and seeking. When they finally reached the bed, Lisa gently pushed Jisoo down onto the soft mattress, following her, never breaking the kiss.

The room was filled with the sound of their breaths, their soft moans, and the rustle of sheets as they moved against each other. Every kiss, every touch felt like a promise—a promise of forever, of love that wouldn’t fade, even when things got tough.