: the one when jennie is fuming mad, but lisa's just so hot right now. squint! jenlisa are strippers ;)
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"here's your martini with an apple cider just how you like it, jennie." the black haired heard a very familiar voice, too familiar, that it made her stop on getting too focused on putting on a masscara. she didn't even hear the door open, she was busy getting herself ready for tonight's show.
as she was about to look up to the person owning the voice, her eyes met plump, very familiar pair of breasts, perfectly covered with a red lace bra, showing the right amount of cleavage, the right amount she likes. her eyes stopped travelling all the way up and stared at the most beautiful mounds she ever saw-- and felt, actually enjoying looking at that small fickle of sweat running down the valley of the other woman's breasts. she almost felt her center twitch at the mere sight.
"and just how you like... me." the other woman knew jennie had a field day staring at her breasts. she whispered, only for the both of them to hear. the black haired one immediately felt the tiny hairs on her neck stand, as soon as the latter said those glorified words, she saw the other woman smirk at her.
damn, how that simple smirk from her turns her on.
but no, she hated her. more like she's pissed of her.
but jesus, can this woman in front of her spare her inner soul of being controlling of her urges by not only her seducing smirk, but also her inviting biting and licking of lips?
she shakes everything off from her thoughts before the other woman would gain the upperhand, again.
she rolled her eyes at the woman. "i didn't tell you to bring me that, lisa."
the other woman, the orange haired one, chuckled. "as if you don't need it, jennie. i bring you your booze every damn night see."
she couldn't utter a word, for that's true. she even likes how lisa squeeze her in her busy preps every night just to deliver her that martini she likes.
without any objections, lisa turned jennie's make up chair around just in the right angle where they are across each other. the orange haired's one hand is leaning on the chair's supporter while the other is holding the glass of martini, waiting for the latter to accept it.
for jennie, the proximity is purely madness. for if it wasn't for the seducing and all the sexy talk, even the sexy time they had, she would have strangled the woman in front of her just now. oh god, she hates lisa so much-- so much that she couldn't believe how weak she is in front of her right now. again, the proximity is madness, she's left speechless.
"i even bring my booze here so i could join you." lisa looked over the make up counter and there's indeed the orange haired one's favorite booze, a rare tequila cocktail with some lime cider.
jennie chuckled, trying not to be defeated by the most intimidating woman she ever met. "i won't drink that." she eyed at the booze lisa is holding and held a five second glaring session with the other woman. "you could have drugged me through my booze just so i would be a lame ass disaster later in our show... oh come on lisa, i'm not that stupid."
the orange haired one scoffed at what she heard and placed the glass of martini on the counter. She put one hand on her hip not believing what the black haired one just said, almost offending her. "and you really think i would do that? i could go to jail with that and it would ruin my life. oh come on jennie, i'm also not that stupid." the woman clapped back.
