Chaelisa One-Shots Smuts

How Drinking Coffee Leads to Sex

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"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!" Rosé whispered while she searched for a pack of ice inside the refrigerator, but there was nothing there, literally nothing. "What the actual fuck. Lisa, why is your fridge empty?!" She screamed and winced as her lip stretched with the effort to scream and ended up hurting more.

"What? My fridge is not empty what are yo-" Lisa stopped in her tracks as she looked at her friend that had her lips in a blood red color. "What happened?" The brunette frowned and approached the blonde.

"I burnt my lip." Rosé said as she tried to stick her head inside the refrigerator trying to get some cold air in it. "Where the hell is the ice?"

Lisa took her friend by the hand and urged her to sit down on a stool before she turned to her fridge. "It's in the bottom part of the fridge. I'm still getting used to it too." She kneeled and grabbed two cubes of ice before closing the fridge and turning around. "I think it will hurt you more to put it directly on the burn." The youngest searched inside one of the cabinets and took out a plastic bag, throwing the ice cubes inside it and handing it to her friend.

"Thanks." Rosé whispered and allowed a loud moan to escape her lips as the cold relieved the stinging pain. Lisa gulped and looked around trying to forget the sound her friend had just made, but it was incessantly repeating inside her fucked up brain. It didn't help that Rosé's lips were really red, like she had just been kissing someone for three hours non-stop. "I didn't realize when you said the coffee was still hot that it was that hot."

Lisa simply nodded and turned towards the sink that had a broken mug and coffee spilled everywhere. The woman started to clean it while she tried to ignore the small moans Rosé was letting out everytime the coldness of the ice hit her lips in a satisfying way.

After three minutes Lisa heard her friend groan and turned around to see the blonde struggling to open the plastic bag. "What are you doing?"

"I need it to be icier."

Lisa looked at her and thought for a split second that Rosé looked really cute, all flushed with plump lips and making soft noises with her throat as she battled with the knot Lisa had done on the plastic bag. Lissa also thought of how hot she looked with sweat dripping down her neck, her tongue unconsciously running over her bottom lip trying to bring some comfort to the bruise and her hands all wet.

She should not be thinking that about her friend. About her best friend!

"Lisaaa!" Rosé moaned her name in frustration and stretched her arm holding the bag towards her friend. The brunette gulped as she took the bag and ripped it to take the ice cubes out. "Well, I could have done that." Rosé laughed and accepted one of the ice cubes Lisa was giving her. "Oh, God, this is really good." She closed her eyes as she rubbed the ice against her lip.

Lisa's eyes were focused in the motion and she could feel her heart beating fast and her stomach turning as a familiar warmth spread between her legs. The brunette shook her head and looked at her own hand that had an ice cube melting and making a mess on the floor. She placed the ice cube inside her mouth before grabbing a towel and drying her hands, the ice doing a good job of calming her agitated and heated thoughts.

Rosé looked at her friend's flushed face with a curious look and she was about to ask if Lisa was okay when the ice cube slipped from her hands and fell to the floor. "For fucks sake." She whispered and groaned, picking the ice up and throwing it inside the sink. Before she could turn towards the fridge to grab another ice she felt Lisa's hand on her forearm.

The younger woman's eyes were darker and she was breathing heavily and then it hit Rosé.

Lisa was aroused.