Question of the day: Who listens to chase atlantic (if u do, what's ur favorite song?)
(Listen I like older Jennie so...)
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Everything is fine. Everything is totally fine.
It's great. The music is at a perfect volume, Jisoo is developing a pleasant champagne buzz, and she convinced Jennie to match their dresses. And Lisa had gotten Rosé and Nayeon to come, meaning Chaeyoung and Hyeri were here too. Pleasant company, decent food, no strangers, and an event—a free event—to mark the end of her second year as a PhD student.
And Jennie has been swapping the settings on the vibrator for the past thirty minutes without rest and Jisoo feels like she's going to keel over the second she comes.
So yes, everything is fine. Great, in fact.
"Up?"
"Up," Jennie repeats, patting her thigh, and with a grumble Jisoo hops up onto the table. She's not opposed to whatever is happening, because she saw her girlfriend go into /that/ drawer before approaching—she's just curious. And concerned about being late.
Those thoughts melt when Jisoo's lips meet her own, a hand pulling her close to the edge of the table and thighs pushing her knees apart. Jisoo rolls her eyes, knowing this is why Jennie hadn't applied lipstick yet and wondering why now was there knuckles grinding up against her and-
"Oh-OH, mm, Jen...whoa," Jisoo pants, pulling away from the kiss as she feels something that definitely is not skin slip under her underwear. "Is that the...?"
"Color?"
Jisoo swallows, glancing down as Jennie places something on the table. A remote. The remote. To the toy with the flare at that base that-
"Green. But tell me what the goal is."
Jisoo takes a deep breath in, squeezing her hands together under the table. They leave in under an hour. She's made it over two hours of this torture, and it's been handled with barely a hitch.
Hyeri reaching over and worriedly declaring her face was red was not a hitch, despite Jennie's giggling.
Yes, her face has been a bit red, and yes, she can feel some sweat along her legs and back, but it's fine. She's holding together, hands in her lap or gripping something and legs inseparable. It sometimes feels like the buzzing is loud, though. Jisoo know it's just because she can feel it, and because vibrations, but it doesn't completely tamper down the fear (or excitement) of someone noticing something odd.
You're a shit actor, Kim Jisoo. But you're good at keeping your cool in duress, at least according to the unnies, so just power through.
Then she makes a mistake, oh a critical error.
Jisoo shifts forwards, knees pressing together harder as the vibrator pushes further and tilts and oh gods oh fuck oh no oh yes yes-
Biting down on her lip keeps any noises in but she can't keep herself from looking to Jennie, toes curling at the gaze of her beautiful girlfriend. She's a bit sadistic at times, always sweet in the end-but now they're in the middle of it and Jisoo quietly mouths a please as Jennie's fingers disappear into her purse again.
"Ah-oh, aha, that's...that's not something I um...Jennie, do you have any extra of those hand wipes?"
"Hm?"
"I got...there's um, just a small spill I think."
"Aish, clumsy," Nayeon tuts, pushing a napkin towards her.
"Thanks unnie," is all she manages, and Jisoo forces herself to bend forwards slightly to rub at the very real wine stain on the tablecloth. Jen is toying with a glass, nodding in agreement with Lisa and not looking at her, unhelpful to her charade.
"Did you get any on you? Come to the bathroom with us," and someone pulls on her arm and Jisoo fights a grunt as the force tilts her to one side and oh oh shit I-
"N-no! It's okay, none on me, I...I think I'll finish up be-before going to the, the bathroom. Yeah," Jisoo stutters. She flashes Nayeon a thumbs up in reassurance, which only earns her an uh okay and shrug from Chaeyoung. They depart and Jisoo lets out a quick breath, glancing over to glare at Jennie.
Who still has her hand in her purse.
And the vibrations get stronger.
Mother of fuck, god, I thought it...was already pretty high, this...I...mm.
Her heart keeps getting more and more responsive, jumping in BPM every thirty seconds and she can't help it—Jisoo clears her throat and scoots her chair forwards to hide the dragging of her body against the seat and christ does it pay off.
It's not as strong as she would usually like, of course it isn't, but the sensations are only getting stronger and she has a better angle to subtly flex into it. She can't rock against it outright, not often, but this alone gets the buzzing right under her clit and that's enough. The last five minutes have been exponential growth compared to the last two hours and Jisoo needs this to be over, wants to take Jen to the bathroom right now.
Relax. Jennie's here. She has you, just...a little forwards, keep your torso straight or it'll look...fuck, no one's looking. Just her. Keep it neutral, ignore them, just stay neutral.
It's right there, she's right there and Jennie is staring at her, daring her to do it—her earring are heavy at her ears and she could just, she could just call it off right there, but it-
But Rosé is helping Hyeri fix her makeup and Chaeyoung and Nayeon are still in the bathroom and Lisa is on her phone so there's no better time there's none I'm not being looked at, oh god, oh god, I'm, I think-
Jisoo comes.
It's loud but also muted, ears ringing and throbbing to the music. Her thighs jump, disturbing the edge of the tablecloth and fuck, ah, but she manages to keep her lips firmly together, heavy breaths trapped inside. Her nails dig into her knees and she lets out one soft fuck under her breath before forcing herself to inhale. Her eyes are a lost cause, closing for at least a few seconds but she's turned her head away from the table to hide it.
Oh my god, fuck, fuck, wait-
The vibrator is still going and she can't drop the tension in her shoulders, not when the repeated presses at burningly sensitive skin is making her legs shake. Pleadingly, she locks eyes with Jennie, accidentally biting into her lower lip while trying to hold back. Jennie's head tilts to one side, eyes unmoving, and the vibrations die down greatly.
Jisoo's body wants to slide down onto the floor as she relaxes but she tightens her core, letting out another slow breath. She made it through, she fucking...she got off here, in the open, and no one is storming over to tell her off for being lewd and disgraceful and inappropriate and annoying and whatever else.
No one saw anything, no one was harmed. Oh my god. Fuck.
Jisoo waves a hand in front of her face, setting her chin in one hand and glancing over to Jennie for just a second.
I can't believe she actually...that we did that. Shit, that was hot.
"Hey, are you listening?"
"Nope," Jisoo says reflexively. She winces when Lisa whines loudly, gesturing with her phone.
"Ah, seriously. I said that we should go over to the student center after this, I heard they're giving out free goodies and that there might be a bingsu station! You should come, Hyeri unnie wants to go back earlier which means Nayeon unnie is going to bail too," Lisa rambles.
And, look, she loves hanging out with their friends as much as the next person, possibly more, but-
"I...I um, you know, going home early doesn't sound bad. I...I think I've drank too much, feel kinda hot. Have to use the bathroom."
She gets up as Lisa groans and walks quickly towards the bathroom, diverting behind a clump of people as she sees Nayeon and Chaeyoung heading over. Jen should be behind her, should really know to do so by now.
Get in, just get in-
Jisoo's hand nearly slips off the handle of the bathroom but she opens it steadily, looking around. No one inside, stalls empty. She lets out a breath and swings the door behind her, stepping into the first stall and slamming the door shut.
"Stupid hot annoying...fuck," she curses. Leaning back against the wall and pulling her dress up, Jisoo reaches down. Her fingers make contact with damp underwear and jerk away on instinct before coming back, her lips parting at the feeling. Her clit is sensitive and then-then the door to the bathroom opens and she drops the fabric despite the door between her and whoever it is.
Please be Jennie, please, I swear-
Two swift knocks and she opens the door, nearly clipping Jennie's shoulder with how fast she shuts it again.
"You—I-"
"You're welcome," and the vibrations increase as Jennie drops her bag onto the handle and takes hold of her waist.
"Fu-god, oh god, mm," Jisoo whines, covering her mouth with one hand. Jennie's lips are on her neck, hands roaming over her thighs and one to her ass and Jisoo drops her head back against the wall at the onslaught. Her body goes rigid and then jerks forwards when a leg presses between her own, dragging and providing friction that only makes it all worse because the toy is still fucking going-
"You looked so good when you came like that, just trying to act as if I hadn't ruined you," and Jisoo moans into her palm. Jennie's teeth nip a line down the side of her neck before her tongue rips back of the front of it—fingers stop teasing at her sides and grab her breasts firmly, not pressing too hard but her back arches up to meet them nonetheless.
"Please, please Jen-"
"You didn't want them to know what I do to you?"
"Please kiss me," she snaps, and Jennie does just that. Lips clash forcefully and Jisoo finds her tongue flitting over Jennie's teeth. She gets one hand up to her face before thumbs find her nipples and press tight circles. Her leg fights the constraints of the dress to wrap around her girlfriend and pull her closer and Jisoo is forced to break for air as the pressure goes from good too much and grounds the vibrator to be so much more solid inside of her.
"Turn," and hands move her leg and turn her and Jisoo nearly stumbles, quickly pressing both palms to the wall and groaning as her stomach presses against the hard surface. She pushes her ass back and rounds her back enough to feel Jennie there against her, mouth again at her ear as hands are roaming her torso carelessly.
"What do you want?"
"Fingers," she thinks she says, and Jennie's hands ruck her dress up to her waist. Instead of pressure where she needs it, she gets nails on the top of her thigh and a greedy hand palming her chest, thumb circling and pressing at one nipple.
"I said, wha-"
"Fingers, give me your fucking fingers, please," Jisoo begs. "It's so much, you've made me too sensitive, I c...Jennie, Jen!"
Jennie finally listening to her comes in the form of a final squeeze to her chest; one hand drifts up to the front of her neck, gentle, while the other slides down, yanking her underwear down in one firm jerk. Her thighs twitch and close and open again as Jennie slows, palm dragging over her pelvis and then hair and then-
"Fuck, always so wet for me. So good," Jennie groans into her ear, and Jisoo's knees slam together as she takes hold of the base of the toy and tugs. And then again, and her jaw drops open only for three fingers to fill it.
"Would have loved to keep you sensitive and stimulated out there a while longer, gotten you needier for me."
Jisoo moans and whines around the digits, hands trying to find purchase against the wall as the buzzing toy is slowly pulled out, her body clenching fruitlessly to chase the feeling. Her body loses none of the heat, only prickles in lost sensation and anticipation and the need for Jennie to fuck her, to keep fucking her.
"Relax, relax, good girl," and then Jisoo bites down on her fingers as the toy is pressed directly up against her clit.
Too much too good can't, can't, I-
Her hips try to back away but Jennie keeps the toy in her palm, fingers testing her just once before two slide slowly inside. Jisoo's head jerks back, fingers nearly slipping out of her mouth before they follow and she feels the first of the tears leak out. Jennie gives her a moment of pause, only breathing and soft yes, there, good over her motions to adjust and the ever-present hum of the fucking toy that hasn't stopped burning against her skin.
Fuckfuckfuck-
"Easy, there you go Jis. Look at how well you take my fingers, mm. So hot around both sets."
Jennie smirks as the taller moans, slowly pressing her palm harder and steadying the toy only for Jisoo's hips to buck into her. She glances over them both, pressing kisses along the back of Jisoo's shoulder and swallowing at the soft whimpers made every time the vibrator's pulses reach a peak.
"You want me to make you come again? You looked so good trying to hold it in during the dinner, but it got the best of you, didn't it? You knew how much I'd love cleaning you up after, how sensitive you'd be for me, what a good girl," and Jisoo's frantic nodding ends when Jennie's fingers begin to move. The ones in her mouth don't thrust so much as curl, but-
Gonna come, god, I, oh-
"Won't last long after that, as I guessed. Already shaking around my fingers, baby...you want to come?"
Jisoo groans in affirmation before dropping her head forwards, huffing around the fingers in her mouth and sniffling. Jennie kisses the back of her neck, rocking the vibrator in her hand as she slows her fingers.
"I've barely gotten to touch you though...guess I'll have to do some more later. Will you do it when I tell you?"
Jisoo nods, opening her eyes to look back at-
"Then come, baby."
Her eyes roll back up, nails digging into the tile and one hand shooting down to grab Jennie's wrist as she speeds up, fingers fucking into her roughly for a breath, a few quick utterances of Jenniepleasefuckplease and then slowing down dramatically. Jisoo lets out a breathy groan around the older's fingers before pawing at her wrist, taking in a deep breath when they leave her mouth.
"There you are, you did so well."
Jisoo huffs, head dropping back as her hips roll forwards again. The slow pump of fingers and now off vibrator keep her legs tense enough to support herself, small shocks catching in her ribcage every time they drag just a bit higher than the last time. Jennie's tongue lifts off from her neck with a final kiss, and then they're slumped against the wall, sweaty. Jisoo presses her cheek against Jennie's forehead, finding her free hand and squeezing it.
"That was good."
"Yeah?"
The whisper has that lilt of hers, the one where her eyes are focused and mouth open just slightly in a grin that usually means danger good danger, caution.
And the shift in her hand has Jisoo looking down and the air escapes with a soft shit as she sees and feels the edge of the toy press against her entrance again.
"Oh god. Oh my god, Jen," Jisoo whines, legs knocking together around the older's forearm as Jennie grinds the toy into her. "Too much, too much-"
"Color?"
"Green greengreen, I just, please, it...can't come yet, not this soon again, I...I..."
The words dissolve in her throat as the other woman hums, slowly twisting the toy in a circle until it sinks back inside all at once, a shock against her insides that feels raw on the edge of painful. On the edge of it, and Jisoo doesn't know if she wishes it was more or less uncomfortable. But before she can make up her mind, Jennie's palm meets her ass in a proper slap and her body jerks up against the wall.
"Fuck. That's rude."
"I won't turn it on, not now."
"Huh? Ah, shit, I can't-"
"I just want you to have something to bear down on until we get home," Jennie whispers, and Jisoo feels her back tense as hands slide up to the sides of her waist. She feels what Jennie is about to say, but it still makes her eyes flutter with heat.
"After that, you can have my fingers or the strap, whatever you want. You've been so good, Hyeon."
Jisoo drops her head against the tile, letting out a long whine.
"I...hate you."
Jennie giggles against her neck.
"Love you too."
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