blackpink oneshots

no promises || jisoo x yeonwoo ⚠️🔞⚠️

Yeonwoo was going to die. She was certain of it. There was no way she was going to survive this performance. Blackpink and Momoland had spoken to each other briefly before going on stage and Yeonwoo already knew it was going to be hell. Yeonwoo hadn't been able to take her eyes off of Jisoo and from the smug look on the girl's face, she knew. Luckily they had been ushered away by stage directors before Yeonwoo had a chance to make a complete fool of herself, but her main concern at the minute was how the hell she is supposed to get through this performance. Yeonwoo already thought Jisoo was at her hottest on the stage. After the many dance rehearsals she had been forced to endure, Yeonwoo was severely pent up. On one occasion, the two girls were left unsupervised and Yeonwoo had immediately slammed Jisoo against a mirror and they had made-out like a couple of horny teenagers. Unfortunately they didn't have long enough to go any further before their unsuspecting group members found them.

Yeonwoo was pulled out of her thoughts by the loud music signalling Blackpink's entrance and a member of staff making sure that Momoland were ready to go out. The performances went off without a hitch, although Yeonwoo had to forcibly stop herself from staring at the other girl several times.

As soon as they were offstage, they were told to get changed and have their make-up fixed to go back into the audience. Yeonwoo and Jisoo shared a glance before both volunteering to go last and subtly exiting the room. They walked hastily through the staff-filled corridor keeping a respectable distance from each other. Jisoo stopped and gestured questioningly in the direction of a random door. At Yeonwoo's approval, the younger hesitantly opened the door to find a small dressing room that wasn't occupied. With one last glance around to make sure they weren't being watched, they squeezed into the space.

For a moment, they both stood staring at each other in the darkness, anticipation and lust weighing heavily down upon them. Yeonwoo swallowed thickly and Jisoo huffed out a laugh.

"Hi..." Jisoo whispered, amusement heavy in her tone.

"Come on, we don't have time to be playing games, Jisoo!" This only served to make Jisoo more amused.

"Oh, really? Maybe we should just go back to the-" Yeonwoo cut her off with a harsh kiss.

"Hell no" She breathed against Jisoo's lips. "Been waiting weeks for this..." Jisoo gets a mischievous glint in her eye as she takes control of the kisses and pushes Yeonwoo back roughly into the shelves, making her grunt in shock.

"Oh yeah?" Jisoo quickly pushed her hands under Yeonwoo's shirt and ran them up her torso. "Since you've waited so patiently, why don't you tell me what you want and I'll give it to you?" Yeonwoo whimpered quietly at Jisoo taking control.

"F-Fuck me, Jisoo" She managed to stutter out, not missing the way the Jisoo's eyes widened slightly before she licked her lips and brought them back to Yeonwoo's. Jisoo's fingers began toying with Yeonwoo's nipples, making her moan into the kiss and grind her hips forwards into Jisoo's. Jisoo pulled away from the kiss and stepped back; eyes filled with lust as she took in Yeonwoo's appearance; her lips were bright red, her face was flushed, her hair was a mess and she was propped up against the shelves looking well and truly debauched.

"Turn around." Jisoo commanded. Yeonwoo gulped at the order before complying. Jisoo ran her hands gently over Yeonwoo's covered ass. "Put your hands on the shelf in front of you and keep them there." Yeonwoo was practically shaking as she complied. "Good girl." Yeonwoo almost laughed at that but Jisoo's hands were sliding along her waist and she momentarily lost the ability to function.

Jisoo gently slid Yeonwoo's skirt up, mentally thanking the stylists for not giving the her skinny jeans and making this a lot easier on both of them. Jisoo's breath caught in her throat as she stared at the skin that was revealed.

"No underwear, Yeonwoo? It's almost like you were expecting this." Jisoo's voice was teasing but with a hint of wonder as her hands began to trace the smooth flesh.

"I h-hoped this would happen." Jisoo's hands began kneading her ass cheeks more forcefully, making Yeonwoo push back eagerly into the pressure.

"Really?" Yeonwoo nodded and Jisoo slowly leaned forwards so her clothed center was against Yeonwoo's ass. Jisoo moved in to kiss her, her hands that were still under Yeonwoo's skirt, gripped her thighs. She deepened their kisses and slid her hands further to grip Yeonwoo's ass and lift the skirt around her waist.

"No one will hear," Jisoo said as she moved her kisses lower to bite a nipple through a satin bra.

Yeonwoo's breathing was growing rapid as she tilted her head back in ecstasy. She gasped when her other nipple was bit.

Jisoo dropped to her knees and swiftly threw Yeonwoo's legs over her shoulders. She wasted no time sliding her tongue through already wet folds and taking the swollen clit between her lips to tease directly.

Yeonwoo leaned back on her desk and panted as her clit was wonderfully tormented and teased. Before she could beg for it, that same tongue moved inside of her, making her scream out loud. Her right hand shot out and gripped the crown of black hair on the head between her legs, making Jisoo's hands grip Yeonwoo's thighs tighter.

"Fuck! Jisoo!" Yeonwoo screamed, knowing how her swearing always spurred her girlfriend on. Especially when she was riding her face.

Two fingers entered her and made Yeonwoo scream even louder, pulling Jisoo's head closer to rub against her until her climax echoed through her office.

Jisoo stood and retook her seat as Yeonwoo caught her breath. Daintily licking her fingers clean while she waited for her girlfriend to recover.

"How about we leave?" Jisoo asked. "We'll take the bus up to my dorm before everyone else. Just you and me."

Yeonwoo ran a shaky hand through her hair and straightened up the table, still trying to regulate her breathing. She silently nodded as she pulled her skirt down and tried to stand.

She took a deep breath, circling the table to sit in a chair, "That would be wonderful babe."

"Don't tell me I tired you out already?"

Yeonwoo gave her wife a sly grin, "What else did you have in mind, baby?"

"Oh, I dunno..." Jisoo reached down and cupped herself through her pants. "Maybe this Princess would like some fun too."

Yeonwoo bit her smirking lip, "Perhaps we should go see our members first, and then we'll begin our own festivities."

"You're going to leave me like this?" Jisoo practically pouted. "Next time?" Yeonwoo couldn't help but smile at the hope in her tone.

"Hmmm... no promises. But we seriously have to get out before someone figures us out." Yeonwoo lightly pats Jisoo on the ass and stands up.

"Alright, alright, I'm gonna go check if the coast is clear." Jisoo stuck her head out the door before swiftly walking out and gesturing for Yeonwoo to follow. They quickly looked each other over to make sure it wasn't blatantly obvious that they had just fucked, before heading back to their respective dressing rooms.

As Jisoo snuck into hers, she only went unnoticed because the stylists were too busy reprimanding Lisa and Chaeyoung for wandering off. While they were apologizing, Jisoo noticed Chaeyoung discreetly entwine her and Lisa's fingers, making the younger blush minutely and the oldest member couldn't help but smile to herself.

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A/N:

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