Jensoo Smuts n Lemons lol~

A slip of tongue :')

"Oh my God," Jisoo breathes, starry-eyed. Jennie tears her gaze from the TV, still giggling at the antics of the Alvarez family playing out in front of her. "Smile like that one more time, and I won't be able to stop myself from kissing you."

It takes a moment for the meaning of Jisoo's words to hit her, and then she's blushing, a light flush curling up her cheekbones. Jennie grins, lips pulling wide. She can't resist Jisoo's teasing, and she also really wants that kiss.

"Well, would you look at that?"

Jisoo matches her grin as she leans in, white teeth glinting in the dim light, and Jennie's heart skips a beat as she moves to meet Jisoo in the middle and press her lips to hers. Jisoo tastes like bubblegum and strawberries and faintly of the ramyeon they've been sharing, and Jennie sighs, melting into the kiss.

Jisoo rises up on her knees without breaking the kiss, long limbs nearly knocking over their bowl of ramyeon as she moves to straddle Jennie. She deepens the kiss just a little, just enough for Jennie to feel a touch of cold metal against her tongue. Jisoo settles right up against her, nipping at Jennie's lower lip, and Jennie whimpers, heat flaring in her veins.

It had started off as an innocent visit, to be fair. Jisoo's French final was fast approaching, and she needed the extra practice. What better way to study than with her French girlfriend, who also happened to be her former French tutor? But after a bit of practice, they'd taken a snack break, which led to a Netflix break, which was very quickly leading to a particularly heated make-out break.

And the way Jisoo slides her fingertips under Jennie's cashmere sweater to stroke at the soft, toned skin of her waist is anything but innocent. She inhales sharply, heart thudding in her chest as Jisoo scrapes her nails lightly down the sensitive skin of Jennie's abdomen, sending want pulsing through her.

Jennie twines her fingers through the baby hairs at Jisoo's nape and tugs gently, and Jisoo whines, breaking the kiss as she lets her head fall back slightly to chase the gentle pressure. The cords of her elegant neck flex, her perfect jawline thrown into sharp definition and Jennie's stomach flutters madly at the sight of her.

The silver of Jisoo's tongue piercing glints between her open lips, and suddenly Jennie can't tear her gaze from the little silver ball bearing. Jennie's always found the piercing incredibly hot, and Jisoo's proven herself to be particularly adept at using it to her advantage while sucking on Jennie's nipples with just the right amount of pressure, but now Jennie can't stop the images flashing through her mind of what the cold metal would feel like on her on her clit, and it's like something needy and hot and desperate has awoken inside her and Jesus Christ, she needs it, she needs to know.

As if Jisoo can read her mind, she withdraws her right hand from under Jennie's sweater and lifts her chin with her index finger to meet her eyes, pupils blown wide and a smirk tugging at her kiss-swollen lips. She slides the ball bearing out to rest teasingly against her front teeth, the silver gleaming against the soft pink of her tongue, and winks.

"See something you like?"

Jennie is breathing hard, eyes wide. Holding Jisoo's gaze, she reaches up to cup Jisoo's cheek and stroke her cheekbone with her thumb.

"Everything," she breathes.

Jisoo's smirk softens and she leans into Jennie's touch. She responds without words, turning her head to kiss Jennie's palm, and Jennie's chest blooms with warmth.

The warmth bursts into an inferno, then, because Jisoo's looking back at her with a positively sinful glint in her eyes as she opens her mouth and wraps her lips around Jennie's thumb. Jennie chokes on air, sparks exploding down her spine as Jisoo lowers her gaze and hollows her cheeks, dragging her tongue and the little silver ball of the piercing up the pad of her thumb, and Jennie nearly comes on the spot.