The Sleeping Contract (Jennie X Female Reader X Rosé)

11

"Hi!" a cheerful voice greeted me.

I turned around, a smile forming on my lips, but confusion etched in my eyes. "Oh, hi."

The stranger introduced herself as Kim Jisoo, Jennie's cousin. I had no idea Jennie had a cousin. "Nice to meet you," I responded, shaking her hand briefly.

Jisoo's curiosity got the best of her. "Are you heading straight to Jennie's house?"

"Yes, I am. Why do you ask?" I inquired.

"Well, she's on her way home and she didn't seem too happy when she left the café," Jisoo replied hesitantly. "There was a blonde girl who came by, and Jennie's mood changed after they spoke."

A blonde girl? It couldn't be Rosé, could it? We hadn't spoken since the incident.

"What did she look like?" I asked, my stomach dropping.

Jisoo tilted her head, contemplating. "She was really pretty... Oh, and I overheard Jennie calling her Rosé."

My heart sank. Did they have another fight?

"I'm sorry, Jisoo Unnie. I need to go," I said, rushing home.

"Wait!" Jisoo called after me, but I couldn't handle another person at that moment.

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I finally reached Jennie's place, quickly opening the door, and was greeted by a sight that took me by surprise—Jennie, completely drunk.

"Hey," she slurred, wrapping her arms around me in a tight hug.

"What happened to you?" I asked, pulling back to get a better look at her.

Jennie chuckled, her words muffled against my ear. "Nothing, don't worry."

"Come on, let's go inside and celebrate!" Jennie slurred, her words slightly muddled.

"Celebrate? Celebrate what?" I asked, raising an eyebrow in confusion.

"Our..." She pulled me closer and whispered, "...first time making love." She giggled mischievously, her hand finding its way to my backside.

"Maybe we should-"

But before I could finish my sentence, her lips pressed against my neck, sending a shiver down my spine. I knew I shouldn't give in to this temptation, but I couldn't resist.

I wrapped my arm around her neck as her kisses trailed down to my chest, causing goosebumps to rise on my skin.

Her lips moved slowly, leaving gentle kisses on my covered breasts, her hand tracing the sensitive area where my bra and top met.

It was all becoming too much for me to handle...

"You like this, don't you?" she asked, her voice dripping with satisfaction and a hint of insecurity.

"Yes, but-" I started, only to be interrupted by her mouth on a particularly sensitive spot below my collarbone.

This wasn't how I wanted our first time to be. It wasn't what I had envisioned.

"We should stop," I muttered into her hair, hoping she would understand.

Jennie lifted her head, looking at me intently. "Is it because of Rosé?" she asked, her grip tightening on my waist as her hands moved higher, grazing my stomach.

My breathing quickened as she continued to leave a trail of kisses on my neck and shoulder.

"That's enough, Jennie. Please..." I whispered, my voice filled with a mix of desire and hesitation.

She pushed me onto the couch, climbing onto my lap, straddling me. My hands instinctively rested on her hips.

She looked down at me, her cat-like eyes locked with mine as she leaned in, her lips hungry for mine.

I couldn't help but moan as our lips met. Her warm, soft kisses were like a sweet indulgence. She kissed me deeply, her tongue exploring my mouth eagerly.

"Jennie..." I managed to mumble between kisses.

Her hands trailed up my thighs, gently caressing my curves and teasing my nipples through my dress.

"Hmmn, baby," Jennie groaned, her lips still hovering close to mine.

I held onto her hips tightly, torn between wanting to break away from the intoxicating kiss and surrendering to her advances.

But before I could move, her hands cupped my face, her lips claiming mine again with even more intensity, causing me to gasp in surprise.

She started unbuttoning my blouse, slipping her fingers beneath my shirt to touch my bare skin. Her thumb traced circles over my nipples, sending waves of pleasure through me.

"Jennie..." I gasped again, this time with frustration. "Please, stop."

Jennie let go of my face and leaned down, peppering hot kisses on my collarbones.

"Don't worry, love. This will be the best thing that ever happened to you," she assured me, nibbling on my jawline.

Her hands continued their exploration, playing with my breasts before swiftly removing my panties and bra.

I instinctively arched my back as she touched me, her cold hands sending a shiver down my spine.

Jennie smirked mischievously, trailing soft kisses down my abdomen.

This isn't right, I thought to myself.

This isn't about me and my feelings for Jennie. This is her taking control and doing whatever she pleases.

I pulled away, breaking the kiss.

"Jennie, you're drunk," I said firmly, staring deep into her feline eyes.

Jennie scoffed, her expression defiant. "Drunk? Then why does it feel like I'm more in control than ever?"

Leaning forward, she whispered seductively, "You know I want you to be my first in everything, right?"

Before I could respond, Jennie's lips crashed against mine again, the kiss now rougher than before.

I broke free from her grip, quickly covering my naked body.

"Jennie, stop, or I will leave you," I said sternly, not recognizing the person in front of me.

Jennie stared at me, her beautiful cat eyes filled with betrayal and disappointment. Slowly, she turned away and walked towards the bedroom, leaving me completely bewildered.