@themasterl_: The city lights bled through the glass, casting long, fractured shadows across the marble. Inside, the air was heavy with the metallic tang of an argument that had finally reached its breaking point. Lisa stood by the velvet sofa, her knuckles white. Jennie paced the room, her voice a jagged tremor. "You really thought I wouldn't find out? That you were with her while I sat here wondering why you stopped touching me?" Lisa didn't flinch. "I told you to stop digging, Jen. You went looking for a ghost and now you’re haunted." Jennie crossed the room and shoved Lisa’s chest. The spark was instant. Lisa caught her wrists, pinning her against the wall. The anger didn't dissipate; it transmuted into a raw, carnal hunger. Lisa leaned in, her lips grazing Jennie’s ear. "You wanted to know if I was still yours? Let me show you." She dragged Jennie toward the bedroom, clothes discarded in a trail across the floor. Lisa threw her onto the bed with a possessive force that demanded submission. "Look at me," she commanded, climbing between Jennie’s thighs. "I hate you," Jennie gasped, her nails digging into Lisa’s shoulders, even as her hips arched forward in desperate anticipation. "Then show me how much," Lisa growled. She didn't wait. She surged forward, filling Jennie with a slow, agonizing depth that made Jennie’s back arch and a broken cry rip from her throat. Lisa drove into her, rhythmic and relentless. Every thrust was a reclamation. "Who does this belong to?" she demanded, slamming home again until Jennie shuddered. "You know," Jennie sobbed, pulling Lisa closer, desperate to dissolve the space between them. "God, Lisa, please—don't stop." The room was filled with the sound of their bodies colliding, a desperate soundtrack to their collapse. Lisa’s movements were frantic, fueled by weeks of resentment, each stroke meant to erase any doubt. "You’re mine," Lisa breathed against Jennie’s flushed skin. "Tonight, tomorrow, until I’m tired of breaking you." As the friction hit its zenith, Jennie bucked against her, shattering into a white-hot release. A second later, Lisa followed, her body rigid as she buried her face in the crook of Jennie’s neck. They lay tangled in the aftermath, their breathing synchronized. "We shouldn't be like this," Jennie whispered, though her arms remained locked tightly around Lisa’s neck. Lisa pulled back just enough to look at her, her eyes dark and unreadable. She kissed the pulse point at Jennie’s throat, a lingering, possessive mark. "We are exactly what we deserve to be." #jenlisa #aigenerated #sex #kpop #blackpink

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