Quiet on Set (Jenlisa)

42 [M]

THIRD PERSON POV

"You do realize you always have all of my attention, right?" Jennie whispered.

"Really?" The Thai girl questioned, raising her brow when Jennie leaned closer.

"I swear you're always on my mind." Jennie mumbled, crossing her legs over each other.

"Am I?" Lisa questioned, inching a bit closer to the girl.

"God. Yes." Jennie groaned, leaning her face even closer.

"What are you thinking about?" Lisa questioned.

The Thai girl placed her flat palm on the exposed skin of Jennie's thighs, gripping her leg tenderly. The brunette's breath hitched in her throat as her pupils slowly became wider.

"I think about climbing onto your lap and pinning your arms above your head." Jennie whispered.

Lisa tilted her head to the side, that smirk making its way onto her lips again as her hands slowly started to trail even higher up the brunette's thighs, causing Jennie to throw her head back.

"Uh huh. What else?" Lisa muttered as she brought her fingertips to brush against the girl's inner thigh, going further up.

Jennie's heart pounded in her chest as her breathing became more slow, taking those shallow breaths in order to try and calm her heated hormones that were starting to spiral out of control.

But in all honesty, there was no way she could control herself around the girl. Lisa was a drug that she craved, one that you can get addicted to if you're not careful.

So in that moment, all of Jennie's defenses failed and her need to be touched took over her.

"I think about your plump lips." Jennie whispered.

The brunette let out a throaty moan when Lisa's flat tongue ran against her neck in a long line trailing up to her ear. The Thai girl then placed a few peppery kisses along the girl's skin as her hands met Jennie's thin garment under her dress.

The brunette moaned in pleasure and bucked her hips forward. Her fingers folded into a fist and her nails sunk into her palm with a furious strength, needing something to takeout her passion on.

"What about my plump lips?" Lisa whispered, grazing her sharp teeth against the girl's sensitive area of her neck.

"Fu-fuck, Lisa." Jennie moaned, arching her back against the seat.

"Answer me." Lisa whispered into Jennie's ear, sending a sharp shiver down her spine.

"How s-soft they are. I want them all over me." Jennie groaned, arching her back again when Lisa's fingers cupped her front.

"Where do you want my lips?" Lisa questioned.

The Thai girl's fingers held Jennie's front tighter, her thumb dragging along the waistband of her underwear and teasing to pull them down her ankles.

"Li-Lisa." Jennie moaned, her bottom lip quivering as her eyes shutted tightly from pleasure.

"Do you want them here?" Lisa questioned as she placed a tender kiss on the side of the girl's neck, making the brunette squirm.

"Ye-Yes." Jennie whispered.

"Do you want them here?" The brown haired girl asked again as she placed her lips on Jennie's collar bone, watching her exhale a deep breath.

"Yes." Jennie groaned, feeling a spark of pleasure settle in the pit of her stomach when Lisa's fingers started to slowly caress her clit through her clothes.