Jenlisa Smut/One-shots

LAP DANCE

Jennie wasn't having a good day. When she got home in the afternoon once school had ended, she walked into her room to find Lisa on her bed, casually laying down listening to her ipod. Usually one would react in surprise, but somehow Jennie had gotten used to Lisa sneaking into her house.

"Lisa!" She called over the music, dropping her bag on the floor and waving a hand in front of her face.

Lisa broke out of her daze and snapped her head towards Jennie, lips curling into a grin. She took out her earphones and turned her ipod off to greet her. But for some reason, Jennie looked extra moody, not even bothering to flash her an attempted smile back. Lisa frowned in concern and stood up in front of the korean girl.

"What's wrong?" Lisa asked, smoothing a hand over Jennie's bare arm.

Jennie merely huffed and sank down into her computer chair. Lisa watched in silence, hating seeing her girlfriend in such a bad mood.

"Just had a fucked up day. That's all." Jennie said nonchalantly.

If Lisa knew one thing about her, it was that she didn't like to openly share her feelings. Especially when they made her angry. So Lisa just nodded, pursing her lips as she wondered how she could cheer her up. Her eyes raked over Jennie's form idly while thinking, and that's when the thought struck her. Her lips curled up into a devious smirk, causing Jennie to raise an eyebrow in question.

"I'm going to cheer you up. Stay down ok? I'm gonna hook up my ipod to your doc. Don't move." Lisa explained to a confused, however compliant Jennie, who watched her girlfriend's backside with growing arousal as she bent over to plug her ipod in.

As she turned around again, Jennie quickly averted her eyes back upwards, hoping she hadn't been caught. If Lisa knew, she didn't mention it. She simply waited in the middle of the room, staring at Jennie intensely until the music began.

Jennie quirked her eyebrow even higher, suddenly finding herself clutching at the arms of the chair tightly. She watched without so much as blinking as Lisa began to sway her hips in perfect rhythm. Jennie's breath caught in her throat at the display. It made her realise how being so angry had been part of how sexually frustrated she felt lately.

Her jeans began to tighten as Lisa came closer until her lips were hovering over Jennie's ear, letting out a spine tingling warm breath before whispering hotly.

"I'm giving you a lap dance. Just relax." Lisa husked, grinding her hips forward to brush against Jennie's knee.

Jennie stayed perfectly still, scared that if she moved she'd grab onto Lisa, throw her onto the bed and fuck her senseless. It took a lot of will power not to. Especially the way she had turned around and started grinding her ass into her lap while swaying rhythmically.

Jennie was so hard by this point that it was starting to become painful. She actually whimpered as Lisa turned around and thrust herself between her knee, rubbing her pussy along the length of Jennie's thigh. It was only covered by a thin layer of material from her shorts, and Jennie could feel the heat even from beneath her jeans.

"Daddy's getting excited." Lisa rasped in a teasing voice, planting a small kiss to Jennie's protruding collar bone, looking down at her bulging crotch. The sight alone made her want to give in with the teasing and suck her off. But she resisted with a watering mouth and a sharp breath, forcefully grinding her pussy into Jennie's lap.

Then, without thinking, she pulled up her other leg so that she straddled Jennie with her knees either side of her hips. Jennie gasped, nails now digging painfully into the plastic. Lisa's chest taunted her as she stared at two perfectly formed breasts. She wanted nothing more than to rip off her top and suck down on her hard nipples. But she knew she couldn't touch. It slowly started to drive her insane.