Part II
"You- you're not tired?" Jisoo gasped, as Jennie slowly rolled out from under her, eyeing her up and down.
Jennie shook her head modestly, and Jisoo grinned, slowly cupping her cheeks and pulling her forward.
Jennie smiled as Jisoo leaned in, kissing her with such a tender reverence that it almost felt like they hadn't been fucking like animals for the past hour.
"This is the best part about dating an athlete." Jisoo mumbled against her lips, and Jennie smirked against her kiss.
Slowly, with a knitted brow, Jisoo pulled away enough to ask. "Hey- how do you feel, by the way?"
"I..." Jennie took a breath. "I think I love pot."
Jisoo threw her head back, laughter shaking her entire body, as Jennie blushed slightly.
"I take it you feel good, then."
"Jisoo. The sex?" Jennie drawled.
"I know, right? That's on par with some of our greatest sober moments." Jisoo grinned proudly. "Like prom."
"Prom was sloppy, Jisoo."
"It was the beginning of our strap-on experience." Jisoo defended. "We were amateurs. We didn't even think to use a condom. Speaking of which, open my drawer when you get a chance." She told Jennie with a cheshire grin.
Jennie gaped. "You keep condoms in your drawer, now?"
"Only when pretty girls come over." Jisoo teased, batting her lashes as Jennie teasingly pinched her thigh. "But really. You feel good?"
"Yes. Minus the throbbing." Jennie replied bluntly, a little more tactless when she was under the influence. "I feel...overwhelmed. But...not in a bad way."
"What do you mean?" Jisoo asked, sitting up straight.
Jennie sighed wistfully, ever the dramatic poet. "My heart feels so...full. It's just what I normally feel for you." She rambled as she slowly slid off the bed, sinking to her knees. "Except, now, I have the audacity to show you physically." Jennie mumbled, lost in her own thoughts as she gripped Jisoo's ankles.
Jisoo smirked, heart racing as she opened her legs for her girlfriend.
Jennie was something else like this.
Jennie smirked, dragging plump lips across Jisoo's legs.
"Have I ever told you how sexy I find your legs?" Jennie murmured, voice husky.
Jisoo blushed slightly, eyes locked on Jennie.
"Really, Jisoo. Long legs. Thick thighs. You're perfect." Jennie groaned, as if she were explaining Jisoo to someone who'd never experienced her. Like she was a delicacy that Jennie couldn't wait to devour. "I wish you saw what I see." Jennie continued, dragging her fingers against Jisoo's skin, leaving goosebumps in her trail. "Once in a while, at YG, you'd wear shorts that would kill me." Jennie whispered, kissing along her leg. "And you'd stop wearing them, because somehow, you thought..." Jennie trailed off, meeting Jisoo's eyes. "I don't know what you thought." She admitted.
Jisoo couldn't balance her arousal with the constant constricting of her heart.
Jennie was mindlessly rambling, revealing all her deepest and truest thoughts to Jisoo, and they were...sweet. They were loving, and lustful, and somehow...romantic.
Only Jennie.
Only Jennie could smoke pot and end up somehow smoother than before she started.
"But you wear them now." Jennie mumbled into her skin, kissing up her thigh. "And you smile more. God, I love your smile. It's the most beautiful fucking thing."
