Jensoo Smuts n Lemons lol~

Through the night :')

If y'all wanna be friends or sth I don't mind, i have insta (username: yooh_x) n ill love having a few online buddies ykw? don't be shy, i swear im not some 40 yr old man- 

also naplan starting tmrw sO- i shall disappear for another 3 months even tho its only for a week (jkjk)

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Jennie's hands trail down the length of Jisoo's body, her face so close and her mouth right beside Jisoo's ear, breathing out shallowly. She can hear the crowd scream as they watch her quite literally get groped by Jennie, and it takes all of Jisoo's remaining strength not to hiss something mildly threatening in Jennie's ear. She's been at it the whole damn night — Jisoo swears Jennie is looking to get punished, because she just can't seem to keep her hands to herself. When Jennie pulls away, the ghost of a smirk rests on her lips, almost as if she were daring Jisoo to make a move.

Thankfully, they're already at the last song on their setlist for tonight. Jennie would get what was coming to her later, Jisoo decides.

The rest of the concert and the way back to their hotel is a blur. In between removing her makeup and changing out of the stage outfits, Jisoo can barely remember anything that happens. Perhaps it's because the thought of Jennie has occupied most of her mind.

As soon as the door closes behind Jennie, Jisoo roughly grabs her by the collar of her shirt.

"What the fuck were you doing tonight, Jennie?" She says harshly, face inches away from Jennie's own. "Putting your dirty little hands all over me the whole night."

Jennie flinches slightly, and Jisoo can see the fight behind her eyes — contemplating on whether she should be obedient or be a brat tonight. Considering her previous actions, the older isn't surprised when Jennie's eyes flare with defiance.

"I didn't do anything wrong." She insists. Jisoo's eyes narrow, her grip on Jennie's shirt tightening further.

"You know exactly what you did, and you know how many people were looking. The whole fucking night, Jennie! Do you enjoy having thousands of people watch you put your dirty hands all over me? Is that it?" Jisoo's voice drops to a harsh whisper. "You were just asking to be punished, weren't you? So needy you couldn't even wait until we were back in the hotel?"

Jennie whimpers softly, back pressed against the door. Jisoo's hold on her shirt is so tight around her neck she can only barely breathe, but it's just how Jennie likes it.

"I deserve to be punished, don't I?" She breathes out against Jisoo's lips. "For being so needy? For touching you throughout the night?"

Jisoo's resolve crumbles around her, and her lips crash against Jennie's in a fight for dominance. Jennie readily gives it up to Jisoo, letting the older press her harder against the door as she bites back the sounds Jisoo seems to draw so effortlessly out of her.

"On your knees in front of the bed. Naked." Jisoo growls when they pull apart. Jennie scurries past her and to the edge of the bed. Jisoo turns away to rummage through her luggage when Jennie starts peeling away her clothes layer by layer. When the rustling of clothes stops, Jisoo turns back around with the toy in her hand. She slips the lower half of her clothes off, stepping into the harness. It looks fucking ridiculous — having a plastic toy between her legs — but the way Jisoo stalks closer to Jennie causes a rush of wetness between her own thighs as she tries her best to keep eye contact with Jisoo.

"Hands behind your back. You're going to suck me off like the good little slut you are, understood?"

Jennie nods quickly — a mistake Jisoo doesn't appreciate.