Chaelisa One-Shots Smuts

Backseat Rider

Roseanne looked on as Lisa pushed another duffel bag in the trunk of Tommy's newly purchased car, having to smash down several other bags and sleeping bags to make room. Tommy had tried his best to fit all of their stuff. Neither she nor Lisa were used to loading up this much stuff for the road trips Leroy sent them on, but then again, it was usually only the two of them.

Tommy and Alice were a last-minute addition to this trip and that was only because Lisa's jeep was in the shop. There was no way Tommy was letting them drive across five states in his brand spanking new bat-mobile; he said that just the thought of Lisa behind the wheel of his baby had him sweating bullets and that imagining Roseanne in the driver seat made him die a little bit on the inside.

Roseanne had no idea why he was so terrified; she was an excellent driver! The state of Ohio had even given her license back just four weeks ago which proved her point entirely. It was on a probationary basis, of course, but really, what did that matter?

Still, Tommy had insisted on coming along so that he could drive, and then Alice had insisted on coming along to be his navigator and supply snack-based sustenance.

Despite the change from her usual trips with Lisa, Roseanne was excited and looking forward to having her best friends tagging along. Leroy told them that they could even take a couple of extra days to get to their destination and back if they'd like, so they'd pencilled in a few detours along their route to have some fun. She'd been planning and making lists of things they'd need for a day and a half now, hence the over-stuffed trunk.

Lisa had told nearly everyone in the house that she was convinced that Roseanne had purposely sabotaged the transmission on her jeep just so that this exact opportunity would arise. Despite her grumbling, though, Roseanne could tell that Lisa was excited too. Road trips with friends were always a good time, and even though Lisa wouldn't be driving, per say, they still had a few fun things planned that even Lisa would enjoy.

One of those few fun things involved a brewery tour in Chicago that Lisa had been dying to do to for the last year.

Oh yeah, Roseanne knew she was gonna get lucky for that one.

Grinning to herself as she tapped her pen against the pad she was holding, she suddenly realized that she and Lisa would have to actually behave on this trip since they wouldn't be alone. That meant no turn-offs on abandoned roads or at empty rest-stops for a bit of cramped but fun backseat lovin'. Instead of letting that thought ruin her good mood, she shook her frown away and smiled again.

They'd be staying in a few hotels along the way and back; she'd just have to make sure they got a room separate from Alice and Tommy.

Preferably on opposite ends of the hotel.

She was sure they'd appreciate not having to listen to the Roseanne and Lisa Sex Smorgasbord all night long.

"That it, Rosie?" Lisa asked as she approached Roseanne, wiping her hands on the back of her jeans. "Sure, ya don't wanna throw in the kitchen sink?"

"Hmm. Do you think we have room for it?" she asked, trying to hide her grin.

Lisa closed the last bit of distance between them and wrapped her arms around Roseanne's waist, playfully pinching and poking her sides until Roseanne relented and stepped into Lisa's arms. She rewarded Lisa's hard work in packing the car with a series of soft kisses against her lips. Naturally, the kiss started to deepen but it didn't last long as someone cleared his throat behind them. They pulled away and looked over to see Tommy grinning sheepishly at them.

"For the record, I'm not opposed to witnessing more smoochy happy moments. Life should be full of smoochy happy moments. I just don't want you to think I'm creepy one-eyed stalker guy, hence the throat-clearage."