Jisoo sat on Jennie's couch, curled up against her side, watching the movie flicker on the screen. Jennie's arm was around her shoulders, and Jisoo rested her head in the comfortable spot where her neck met her chest. She loved that she could sit her like this; loved that, once again, she was warm and safe; and, above all, loved that she was with Jennie.
She shifted slightly, looking up at the brunette's warm, beautiful face, and was greeted with a smile.
"Hey."
"Hey," Jisoo replied softly.
"You okay?" Jennie asked, gently pulling Jisoo closer and kissing the tip of her nose. Jisoo felt a ribbon thread of sensation drift through her.
"Mmmm," she replied lazily, and reached up to press her lips into Jennie's. She was rewarded with an instant response, at first soft and gentle then, as the kiss deepened, a little harder and faster.
Jisoo craned her neck, trying to get closer, winding her fingers through Jennie's dark curls and pulling her head down. The angle just wasn't right and, no matter how hard she tried, Jisoo couldn't get the contact she wanted. Growling, she pulled away and thwacked Jennie lightly on the arm when she chuckled. Eyes bright with laughter, she raised her eyebrows at the beautiful brunette in mock-challenge.
"What?" said Jennie, laughing. She stopped laughing as soon as she found herself pushed onto her back on the couch with Jisoo kneeling over her. One knee was to the side and the other pressed ominously close between her own. Jisoo leaned down and planted a row of gentle kisses along the jawline of the girl beneath her. She felt Jennie's subtle change under her, eyes growing dark with desire, breathing altering slightly, her lips parting. Jisoo took immediate advantage, covering those luscious lips with her own and kissing Jennie with everything she had.
It took mere seconds for all control to fly out the window. Jisoo was pressed full-length against Jennie, the kiss melting together, tongues duelling, lips swelling. Jisoo brought her knee up unconsciously, slamming it between her lover's thighs, grinning at the gasped response the move got. Pressing home the advantage, she felt Jennie grab her hips and make the movement more purposeful. Jisoo groaned, moving her mouth to Jennie's jaw, neck, ear, her hand sliding down and slipping under the other girl's sweater, finding soft skin. She ran her fingers lightly across the taut abdomen that waited there. She felt fingers tighten in her hair, bringing her lips back to those waiting for her.
Things were getting mighty hot and heavy, with Jisoo's hands dipping everywhere, desperate for contact. She was sliding her hand along the soft sweet skin between Jennie and her jeans when suddenly the front door flew open. Jisoo jerked backwards, faster than she thought possible, overbalanced, and fell off the couch. She glared up at Jennie who was shaking with silent laughter. She set about righting her rumpled clothing as Ella came bounding into the living room.
"Hey." She stopped short when she noticed Jisoo on the floor and Jennie pulling herself up from the couch. A blush spread across her face. "Oh.. Am, uh, am I interrupting something?" she stammered.
"It's okay," said Jisoo, smiling. "You're home -" she checked her watch, "late." An eyebrow went up.
"Um.. yeah. Sorry about that." Ella grinned self-consciously. "I might head on up to bed."
And with that, she was off, like her usual rocket, Jennie and Jisoo's goodnights fading up the stairs with her.
"That girl has way too much energy," Jisoo remarked, hauling herself to her feet.
Jennie chuckled. "I think I may have to talk to her. I think she's got something going on."
"Really?" Jisoo looked interested.
"Mmm." She stood up, bringing herself suddenly level with the raven haired, bodies a mere fraction of an inch apart. She laced her fingers through Jisoo's and smiled. "She also has bad timing."
Jisoo couldn't have agreed more. The last few weeks had reignited the spark in Jisoo. She was happier than she could remember being in years. Every moment that they hadn't been working, they'd been together, or at least that's what it felt like. Spending time with Jennie and Ella had warmed her heart and she looked forward to the evenings, the weekends, with a joy that she thought she'd lost. Joon had laughed at her, pointing out that he could never get a hold of her anymore, but he seemed happy for her. Even her father seemed happy for her. She wasn't going to tell her mother just yet.
If ever, she thought, sighing.
The only problem she had was that Jennie was holding back something chronic. Despite their agreement to be in each other's lives, throwing themselves into each other's arms that day all those weeks ago, Jennie had yet to - well, to be blunt - make a move. And she'd pretty much cut off every move that Jisoo had made. There had been kisses, cuddles, laughter and the occasional make-out on the couch, but anything more hadn't been forthcoming.
Jisoo wondered if something was wrong. In fact, she was practically paranoid and panicking that something must be wrong. She didn't want to ask if something was wrong, though, because the answer might be 'yes'. But, then again, every time things did start to get somewhere, Jisoo could feel Jennie wanting her.
Jisoo had a feeling that she knew what was going on: Jen was trying to take things slowly to give Jisoo some time. It was sweet and lovely of her, and it was driving Jisoo crazy. Maybe she'd have to do something about it.
Jisoo let Jennie's lips dip down on to hers again, and settled into the kiss that she wanted. It ended too soon and she knew that it was a goodnight kiss. Frustrated, she gathered her stuff and let Jen walk her to the door. It was unspoken, but Jisoo knew that was what was going on. Jen took her hand as she opened the door and pulled her in for a tender embrace. Jisoo returned it, burying her head against the brunette's shoulder and not wanting to let go. For a long time they stood just like that holding each other, until finally they pulled apart.
"Will I see you tomorrow?" Jen asked earnestly.
Jisoo smiled. "Sure. I have to finish up some projects at the office, but it's a Friday night. You can have me all weekend if you like," she replied slyly.
"No plans?" the brunette responded hopefully.
"Only with you," she replied, laughingly.
She headed home.
* * * * *
It seemed like the next day would drag on endlessly. She made plans in her head while desperately trying to finish her work as soon as possible. Her efforts made Hanbin laugh, even after she had thrown a paper ball at his head. Happy Jisoo was much more fun to have around than Depressed Jisoo, so Hanbin was quite content. By the time five o'clock rolled around, Jisoo found that she was half-exhausted from her effort but nonetheless entirely wired. She rang Ella's mobile, crossing her fingers.
"Hey, Jisoo!" The young musician was cheerful as usual.
"Hey, Ell. Listen, what are you up to tonight? You gonna hang with Jen and me?" Jisoo scrunched her eyes up, hoping for the right answer.
"Aw, Jis, I wish I could. A friend of mine has a gig and he said we'd have dinner before. Jen isn't even expecting me home."
"Oh, that's a pity." Jisoo hoped that the relief in her voice wasn't audible. She hated to lie. In truth, she loved spending time with Ella. Together with Jennie, it felt like they were a family and Jisoo genuinely loved the young girl. But tonight she was quite happy for Ella to be out of the house. "I guess I'll just have to find another way to entertain Jen," she teased.
"I don't wanna know!" Ella laughed back. "Have fun. I'll be late. See you tomorrow maybe?"
"Sounds good." Jisoo hung up. Ticking one box mentally, she knew her plan was in progress. Part two: she rang Jennie.
"Hey babe!" Jennie answered on the first ring.
Jisoo laughed. "What, are you lurking around your phone now in case I call?"
"Always," Jennie replied cheekily. "What time do I get to see you?" Always to the point, that was Jennie Kim.
"Mmm, around seven? I'll bring dinner."
"Seven?" the brunette whined. "That's not for, like, two hours!"
"I'll be there," Jisoo promised. "Seven," she reiterated firmly and ended the call. She wanted to end it with 'I love you', but they hadn't said it again since that day. In fact, Jennie hadn't said it at all. Jisoo calmed the frisson of nervousness that butterflied in her stomach. She had to go home. Box two was ticked off mentally.
Saying goodbye to Hanbin, she made her way home in good time. Foregoing her normal jog, she headed for the shower and then to her wardrobe. This would take some good styling. In the end, she settled on the slightly ruffled pale pink skirt and a cream top. There was just a hint of abdomen showing, with the skirt sitting nicely just above her knees. She did her hair with care. She wanted to look good tonight.
Correction, she thought, pointedly, I want to look irresistible.
When she was ready, she flung on her long coat, slung on her neat high heel sandals and called a taxi. She wasn't exactly dressed for walking. She made it to Jennie's door at five minutes to seven. She met the pizza delivery man coming up the path and grinned at her good timing. Paying him, she took the pizzas and rang the doorbell.
Jennie opened it, wearing a pair of jeans that left nothing to the imagination and a dark green halter top that made Jisoo swallow. Damn she hoped this worked.
"Pizza delivery!" she smiled, daintily.
"Really?" Jennie leaned against the doorframe. "Given up your day job Kim?"
"Yup, I've decided to take on the exciting new career prospects offered by the good people of Domino's. They say I have a good future in the food distribution and transport section."
Jennie raised her eyebrow.
"Pizza delivery," Jisoo clarified. "Let me in, it's cold out here."
Jennie moved aside and took the pizzas from the raven haired as she went past. Jisoo watched her take them to the breakfast bar, as she took off her coat, hanging it on the rack. She smoothed out her top and leaned against the arch that led from the entrance to the living and dining area. She watched as Jennie put the pizzas down on the bar separating the small dining area from the kitchen and waited for her to turn around. The reaction she got when Jennie did turn around was very gratifying.
"You..." Jennie croaked, a stunned look on her face. "You wore that for pizza?" She swallowed convulsively and Jisoo laughed impishly.
"No, I wore this for you." She moved into the kitchen and made her way towards the brunette who stood frozen to the spot. "Do you like it?"
"Uh-huh." Jennie looked as though she was starting to break out in a sweat. "Geez, Chu. You look... edible. We should take you out dancing. You're all dressed up with nowhere to go."
Jisoo rethought frantically. Leaving the house hadn't been in her plan. She thought on her feet. "We can always dance here..."
Jennie smiled, her nose wrinkling adorably. It took all of Jisoo's willpower not to drag her into a kiss right now. Jisoo decided to pull back a little; she still had time. She stepped back, giving the brunette some more personal space.
"How about I put on some music and we eat dinner?" the raven haired offered, moving towards the stereo.
"Sounds good. Are you sure you don't wanna go out?"
"I'm hungry," Jisoo replied, aware that this was no answer at all. Like you wouldn't believe, she thought to herself.
Jennie busied herself finding plates, and Jisoo pulled Norah Jones out of the CD collection. Putting it on, she made her way back to the kitchen. Jennie didn't comment on the music selection. Jennie was about to open the first pizza box when Jisoo stopped her.
"Wait." She breathed in deeply. "Dance with me."
"What, now? Here?" Jennie looked confused.
Jisoo nodded, holding out her hand. Jennie took it and Jisoo pulled her into the living room. The curtains were closed and the room was lit only by two corner lamps, the light, soft and warm, flowing over them. Jisoo pulled Jennie into her arms and wrapped one around the brunette's slender waist. With her other hand, she took her girl's hand, and rested her head on her shoulder, dancing softly and slowly. Jennie moved with her.
So far so good, Jisoo's head intoned.
She scuttled a little closer to Jennie, so that their bodies were pressed just that bit tighter. She heard Jennie's little intake of breath.
Promising, she thought.
She reached up the hand that was sitting lightly on Jennie's waist, and brought it to the back of her neck. She looked up, letting her beautiful brown-brown eyes meet the intense brown eyes she adored.
"Jen," she murmured, before kissing her deeply, sensually.
Jisoo ran her tongue across the brunette's lower lip, demanding entry. It was given and Jisoo whimpered, delighted. She swept her tongue into Jennie's waiting mouth, exploring, tasting, tangling with its twin. She stopped dancing and brought her other hand up to cup the brunette's face. She felt Jennie's hands sweep down her back, pulling her close, crushing her into the kiss. It deepened again and again, until they both had to pull back for air.
It was seconds, fragments of seconds, before the next kiss came, sweeping all else from both girls' minds. Jisoo felt her determination strengthen. Kissing the girl she loved with ferocity she could only muster with Jennie, she gently propelled them backwards. It was so slow that Jennie didn't notice and her eyes flew open when the back of her knees hit the armchair and she fell into it. Jisoo was still standing in front of her, eyes shining brightly. Jennie swallowed, and Jisoo smiled.
"Ji-"
A finger fell across the brunette's lips, silencing her. Then Jisoo slid one knee down one side of the chair and the other on the other side of Jennie's knees, straddling her. She heard Jennie groan, her head falling back against the chair's head rest. Jisoo took full advantage, baring her teeth on the brunette's neck, suckling, kissing. She felt Jennie shudder beneath her ministrations, and felt her hands slide to her thighs, about to grip her hips. Jisoo reacted quickly, grabbing Jennie by the wrists, pinning her hands to the chair's sides. Jennie raised an eyebrow questioningly.
"Not yet," murmured Jisoo. She let go of the wrists, only to find the hands of the other girl teasingly drifting back to her knees. She grabbed the wrists again and sat up, her eyes dancing with laughter. "Are you going to behave?"
"Hell, no!" growled Jennie, laughing. "Do I have to?"
"If you don't want me to stop, then, yes." Jisoo leaned in, placing her lips right next to the brunette's ear. "For the moment anyway."
She felt Jennie shiver, and made it worse by running her tongue delicately around the shell of the girl's ear, finding the sensitive spot behind the lobe and teasing it. She was still pinning the wrists of the other girl and felt Jennie's hands grip the armrests. She let go experimentally, satisfied when the hands stayed there. She continued to kiss the brunette's neck, occasionally snaking her tongue out to taste, run a trail up. She could feel Jennie squirming with the need to touch her. She moved her mouth over and kissed her again.
Just when the kiss was getting as intense as she thought she could make it, Jisoo broke it off, trailing her mouth to the other side of Jennie's neck. She shuffled her body closer, nudging her knees into the back of the chair, straddling Jennie's lap. She felt the brunette's hands come up off the arms and then fall back down, frustrated at her lack of ability to respond.
"Chu!" she heard Jen whisper urgently. "Dammit, I want to touch you."
Jisoo grinned. She put her hands on Jennie's and then lifted them to her waist, sliding them up slightly as she went. Jennie got the idea, slipping them under the cream shirt and running them up Jisoo's sides. Jisoo's breathing quickened. Leaning her arms on the back of the chair for support, she kissed Jennie again and again, feeling the brunette's hands warm on her back, her sides. Things were heating up fast, and Jisoo knew they'd get faster when Jennie found out what she'd...
Too late.
She felt Jennie's hand slide up the outside of her thigh, skimming up to cup her from behind, to pull her closer. She heard the strangled cry that Jen gave as she pulled away slightly, stunned.
"Jisoo, you're not wearing any..."
Jisoo cut her off with another kiss, growling. She knew she'd get her way now; there was no way Jen was going to stop. Pulling her shirt over her head, she pressed the curly-haired girl back into the chair, hands under her shirt, desperate for contact. She heard Jennie moan, both hands cupping her bare rear, pulling her close. Jisoo gasped, feeling a mouth on her neck, teeth biting gently down on her pulse point. She struggled with the string of the halter top, fingers tangling in the knots. She was grateful when Jennie pulled the whole thing over her head and pulled her bra off in one go. Jisoo felt Jennie's hands skim up over her skirt to the catch of her own bra and undo it with one hand in a practiced move. She felt it slide off and get flung to one side. She pressed her now-bare flesh into Jennie's, sliding her nose gently down the side of the other girl's jaw, hearing her breathing quicken, hands tightening on her waist. She drew her hand down to cup one perfect breast, and was gifted with a gasp of reply. She thumbed across the hard, rosy nipple, her mouth finding Jennie's ear again.
She smiled slightly, feeling bold, and whispered, "Do you know how much I want you?" Jennie just groaned in response. "Jen?" she pushed.
"God, I hope it's as much as I want you," Jennie replied, hoarsely. "Chu, you're driving me crazy."
Jisoo chuckled, but was cut off by Jennie's mouth. Suddenly she was very much not in control, with Jennie's hands everywhere, and her mouth searing hers. She felt one of Jennie's hands skim up the top of her thigh again, stopping to caress gently the inside of one thigh, tantalizingly close to her centre but not touching, and then skim away again. After a few teasing passes, Jisoo found herself grinding closer, searching for something. By now, she was practically out of her mind with want, and her whimpers were making it damn obvious to Jennie, too.
Jisoo arched her back, the sudden confines of the armchair becoming claustrophobic, wanting to touch Jennie but not being able to. She felt the brunette slide long fingers under her skirt and along her thigh again, and she breathed deeply. This time, those talented fingers didn't leave, but stayed lingering close, stroking the inside of her thigh. She murmured pleas through their kisses, unsure of what she was asking for. She felt fingers brush lightly across her curls, and then one long finger slide between her folds. She cried out, thrusting forward, desperate for more contact. Jennie teased, moving her finger lightly, but not quite giving Jisoo what the raven haired was clearly after. Jisoo's movements were restricted by the chair, and though she twisted and contorted, she couldn't make Jennie touch her how she wanted. Frustrated, she leaned forward, snaring Jennie's delicate earlobe between her teeth and sucking it into her mouth.
"Please, Jen, please," she whimpered. But to no avail.
Jennie steadied Jisoo's bucking hips with one hand while she continued to tease with the other. She watched the raven haired's face contort with need, her eyes flying open and closing, leaning back and moaning, aching for more contact, hands gripping.
Slowly and deliberately, she drove two fingers deep into her centre. Jisoo fell forward, grinding, crying out at the sudden invasion. Swallowing, her mouth dry and body slick with need she rode, driving Jennie slightly wild with her movements.
Jisoo felt her world tip as Jennie bolted them out of the chair, tumbling them onto the floor of the living room. She dug her heels into the floor, arching up against the brunette, who was now on top of her, mouth frantic on hers, fingers deep. Shaking, barely able to keep it together, she fumbled with the catch on Jennie's jeans, pushing them down her hips, and breathing a sigh of relief when Jennie kicked them off, rising over her, kissing her way down her body. Jisoo's body quivered, waiting, knowing and thrilled when it came. She felt Jennie take her soaring, knowing exactly how to touch her, where to touch her, moving her higher and higher with each wave, until finally the waves crashed together, taking her with them in a strangled cry, as though her very being was smashed into a thousand pieces.
Jisoo let out a ragged sigh, shuddering slightly against Jennie's body as it slumped against her. She was sure she had rug burns on her... well... anyway. She felt the brunette stir slightly, propping herself up on one elbow and looking down at her, brown eyes intense and soft, all at the same time.
"You planned that," she said accusingly, but with laughter twinkling in her eyes.
"Maybe," replied Jisoo, tracing a fingertip over Jen's jawline. "Got a problem with that?"
Jennie shook her head vigorously in reply. Then she blushed, looking away. Jisoo sought her eyes with her own brown sparkling ones. "Are you okay?" she asked, tenderly.
"Yeah," breathed Jen. "It's just.." She hesitated, brown eyes boring into hers. "I love you, Jisoo Kim."
Jisoo grinned. "I love you, too." She pulled herself to her feet and held out a hand for Jennie, pulling the brunette up behind her. "Upstairs," she said, simply. "I still have plans for you."
"Really?"
"Really."
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