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I'm In Charge

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Warning: Light sexual scenes

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Rosie took hasty steps towards Jisoo by the door the moment the latter steps foot inside her apartment as well.

I shouldn't be doing this on a Monday night. Rosie thought, but the alcohol in her system told her otherwise.

Fuck it! Whatever.

She guesses she could just call in sick again on a Tuesday. Or maybe she'd just take a whole week off.

(And, perhaps, make Jisoo do, too.)

Rosie is a fucking genius.

Yale education not wasted, after all.

The blonde reached her hands up, harshly grazing the brunette's shoulder blades as she pushed her forcefully against the wall of her apartment. Rosie's place was a mess, and just one scan inside the small living room would already give them a faint idea that maybe they should've just went for Jisoo's suite, instead.

But Jisoo's suite was all the way up, and Rosie doesn't think she can wait that much longer.

Keeping herself composed inside the elevator full of people was already hard enough for her.

She earned this as a reward.

And by this, she meant Jisoo's back, forcedly propped against her wall; Jisoo, moaning huskily against her lips; Jisoo's hands, firm on her waist.

She also meant her, pushing Jisoo's body further up; her lips, biting and sucking Jisoo's swollen ones; and her hands, roaming freely and exploring all of Jisoo's upper body shamelessly, marking her territory.

Territory?

Is there even any territory to mark?

The thought, however, was immediately shrugged off when Rosie felt the brunette's hands grip her shoulders, attempting to push her off, seeking back dominance.

Not this time.

She mustered up all the remaining strength in her body to pull Jisoo by the neck, towards the direction of her bedroom, and down on top of her on the bed.

Jisoo saw their position as an opportunity to let her hands wander all over Rosie's dress-clad body. However, she was rather surprised when the younger girl pulled her by the arm and propped herself up, switching their positions easily. Jisoo's eyes widened.

What the actual fuck? She didn't even realize how many times she had to repeatedly blink at that. Since when did this girl ever turned so strong?

"Love, I think we're kinda in the wrong positions right no-"

"Shh, baby. It isn't the time to talk." Jisoo wasn't able to finish her remark anymore, as the deep, sexy, seductive sound suddenly came rolling off the blonde's parted lips, hands still firmly pinning Jisoo's above her head as she trailed wet, sloppy kisses down the brunette's exposed neck. "Now why don't you be a good girl and do as I say this time?" She pushed her thigh up in between the older girl's clothed legs, creating pressure and immediately making the latter moan. Rosie felt a smirk make its way on her lips as she sucked on Jisoo's sensitive spot underneath her sharp jawline, successfully emitting more beautiful sounds of pleasure and approval from the brunette. "I'm in charge."

Fuck. Now, how could Jisoo ever fight off that much strength?

I mean, this; Rosie, completely turning the tables around, laying on top of her, pinning her arms above her head, resting in between her legs, calling her names;

Rosie, dominating all of her.

Jisoo could never, in a million fucking years, put into words how much it just turned her on.

So, she thought maybe it's just right that she surrenders this time.

Just this once, though.

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Jisoo laid on her back on the blonde's bed, still panting heavily. She glanced at the clock, neon red letters reading, 6:04 am.

Shit. She turned towards the blonde next to her, who's immediately fallen asleep right after she came down from her high, apparently due to utter exhaustion. I guess I'm calling in sick today, as well.

Jisoo felt her lips tug to her eyes.

She continued to study a sleeping Rosie's features; long lashes, pointed nose, rosy cheeks, cherry lips. God those lips are danger. Jisoo thought all of Rosie is, anyway.

She sighed, feeling a lump now starting to grow inside her throat.

She couldn't explain how fast her heart is racing inside her chest right now, even just by simply staring at the sleeping blonde next to her; How her breath hitches abruptly inside her throat. This girl is breathtaking, is all that Jisoo knows at the moment. She was rather certain of it;

How she had the hardest of times preventing herself from leaning in to capture those plump, pouty lips in between hers one more time; Just one more before she goes.

And Jisoo knew she has to go, mainly because she knows Rosie was expecting her to, right after they've finished.

After all, it's what they do.

It's what they've already grown accustomed to in this risky relationship.

It's hard to change that now, is it?

Jisoo bit her lip, suddenly feeling her heart sink helplessly to her stomach. Her heart racing even faster, yet this time, it was rather uncomfortable.

Painful; That's what it is.

She sighed, leaning in to press a soft kiss on Rosie's forehead, instead, before getting off the latter's bed and putting her previous clothes back on.

Whatever she's feeling right now, for the blonde, she knows she shouldn't feel anything like that at all.

But Jisoo feared that no matter how hard she even tried, she wouldn't be able to stop herself from doing so.

Not here;

Not anytime soon.

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Writer's Note:

I should probably quit hesitating writing graphic sexual scenes, no?

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