kinktober day 17 - phone sex w jennie
jennie loved to be watched. she dragged you to all the practices and shows she could just so she could feel your eyes on her, it forced her to be her best on stage, and it also made warmth grow between her thighs. a win-win if you asked her.
it was very common for your nights to even begin with a lap dance, a strip tease, or just you watching her touch herself before you have the privilege of touching her. but lately, with her away at tour, there’s not much, whenever you do get a hold of each other, you have so much to catch on that you never had time to talk about missing each other in more ways than one.
but now, today, the girls began a three day vacation, and jennie had not detached herself from you even a second (if detaching means letting go of the phone she’s using to talk to you or hanging up the call)
it’s been long enough for you to tell her about a plant you bought for your place, and you both just finally get to enjoy each other’s presence, your silence. “i miss you” you murmur for the millionth time today, tonight, in the last hour even.
you’re both staring at each other, she’s on your computer while you’re on her phone, devices propped up against a pillow. it could never feel nearly as intimate as the real thing, but it reminds you of it. the last night she spent at home, heat emanating from her body to yours as she ran her fingertips along your side…
“i miss you here, next to me” jennie replies, staring at her fingers that draw on her sheet “laying with me, looking at me…” her eyes move back up to meet with yours “touching me”
“jennie…” your body gets hot just at the thought of touching her again.
“what is it baby?”
“i wanna touch you” you whimper, pouting at the camera.
“i know angel” jennie mimicked your pout “soon. you know what you can do though?”
“hm?”
“you can watch me” she shrugs, chuckling at the way your face lights up at the idea. “what do you think? yes?”
“yes” the answer is nothing more than a breath, yet enough for her to re-position her phone better, sideways so it catches all of the bed and her body as she gently slid her underwear from her legs.
your girlfriend throws her head back with a sigh just at the feeling of grazing her fingertips against her clit. her legs are spread and with the lighting you can almost catch the trail of slick already smeared around her folds. your eyes flutter shut for a mere second, her whimpers bringing up flashbacks from when you had her in a way closer radius.
“nuh- uh, look at me baby girl. look at my hands touching where you usually do. don’t close your eyes”
you whimper a small yes and inevitably rut your hips in the slightest. your mouth waters, because her nipples are poking through her shirt, her back’s arched up and two of her fingers are knuckles deep inside her as she groans your name time and time again. “take your shirt off” you mumble, a shy ‘please’ following it after the look she just gave you.
it’s gone in less than a second, thrown somewhere to the back of her bed. her figure in what now feels like such a small screen reminds you that she’s so far away, that this is the furthest you’ll get until she returns, but in a way it makes you so much more grateful of the times you did have her. there’s an urge to take the next flight to dallas to visit her, feel her, taste her again, but you know the longer you’re unable to touch her, the better it’ll feel when you actually do.
jennie loved to be watched, and you loved watching her.
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lmao hey would if the christian guy in Susie's chat was Gregor
PFFFF HAH
Why was Gregor watching some 14 year old's art stream tho
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tumblr eats the quality of my image shaking and crying,,,
Might not finish this idk
i accidentally make Six look creepy but she's slaying so it stays, also thats blood on Fourteen's face :3
Also don't ask why the two digiters are tiny I drew X first and there wasn't enough room
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if it's not already taken, what about jennie + #2 from prompt list A please?
as lisa and you put the finishing touches on the christmas cookies, you felt someone wrap themselves around you, limiting your range of movement. you didn’t need to take a guess to know who it was.
“nini” you begin, a chuckle bubbling slowly
“I’m freezing! Let me steal your warmth!” jennie hides her face in your neck “hug me back!”
“can i finish these cookies?” she seems to think it over before slowly pulling away with a pout
she doesn’t go too far, but stands at the kitchen exit, watching how the two of you finish the needed touches for your holiday party.
she tries to keep herself warm in her ugly sweater, making paws of her sleeves and keeping her arms crossed while you worked, but no amount of thoughts about warm foods, or rubbing of her palms together could keep her as warm as your embrace could.
her inner self celebrates when you finally pat your hands dry and walk towards her with open arms. your embrace isn’t as warm as a hot summer day, but its the warmth that she’s looking for. cozy, familiar, safe.
and she knows you two look extremely funny waddling together to the living room so all of you could exchange gifts, but she remains wrapped around you, except when she has to open her gift, because after using her hands for that she hugs jisoo murmuring a ‘thank you’ for the gift, but even then, she finds herself aching for your embrace again.
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