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C A T H A R S I S

(n). The process of releasing, and thereby providing relief from strong or repressed emotions.

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JENNIE LAY on her bed, looking at old youtube videos on her laptop and pondering about her relationship with Lisa. It's been three days since Jisoo had been hospitalized, three days since their last kiss. And for the past three days Rosé had rarely ever left their side. Since then the french woman had told them to just relax and let her do her job, just until Lisa could turn 18 in a week.

So relax, Jennie did. It was better than thinking about the impending threats and possible attacks they could face. She wouldn't think of that. Her dad had hired security outside and they had Rosé on the inside. Besides, it's been three days of quiet. And Jisoo was coming home today. Everything was looking up. Maybe everything else was behind them after all.

After watching her fifth video about dog rescues, Jennie sighed and shut off her laptop before rolling on her back and staring up at the ceiling. I can't let my parents know about what's going on between Lisa and I, she thought as she blew air out her mouth. They'd probably freak.

Due to their parents and Rosé being constantly around, both girls barely stayed close to each other, only truly touching when they were asleep on Jennie's bed. Rosé had said it was easier to guard them when they were together, and because they were paranoid of her suddenly barging in Jennie's room during the night, they never tried anything.

However, Jennie could practically feel their sexual tension. Doing nothing about it for the past three days only seemed to make it worse. She wondered if Lisa could feel it too.

"Honey?" her mom knocked on the door, poking her head in. "Oh. What are you doing?"

Jennie shrugged, not taking her eyes off her ceiling. "Was just watching some Youtube videos."

"Ah. Dog videos, I presume."

Jennie smiled, rolling over to lay on her stomach and facing her mom. "Yep. What's up?"

"Do you mind running down to the gym to call Lisa and Miss Park? It's lunchtime." Cateline checked her watch.

"Why didn't you just voice message the panel downstairs?" Jennie cocked a brow, internally thinking about how her mom was so behind with the technology.

"They're not responding," Cateline shrugged. "So go on. Do it the 'old-fashioned' way, you lazy bum." She winked then disappeared.

Jennie sighed. Her mother was right. She was lazy.

"Oh," her mom added, suddenly popping back in. "Nayeon and the twins are coming over later. They said they were worried about you."

"That's sweet of them," Jennie walked to the door. "God, I've missed them anyway." She truly did miss her friends. Ever since the shooting at their school, the only time they've ever talked was online and not in person since her parents didn't want them going out, for their own safety. So now it looks like the party was coming to them. If they started asking questions, Jennie had no idea how to think of a better lie than the fact that Lisa was a fucking princess and a french mob was after her life and quite possibly hers too. Life is great.

She bounded down the stairs, preferring the padded sound of her feet compared to the soft whirring of their glass elevator. She didn't like elevators.

As she neared their gym room, she heard grunts and paddings being hit. She softly nudged the frosted glass door open. Only to see two very attractive, very sweaty women in action.

Rosé was dressed in a tight black tank top and leggings. Her red, flowy hair was tight back in a long braid and a head band kept the rest of her hair away from her face. She dropped to the ground to avoid the kick Lisa had thrown at her and quickly delivered a low leg-swipe that knocked Lisa off her feet, making the blonde growl. Lisa immediately jumped back on her feet, both her hands up and ready again.

She wore a nike black sports bra and short athletic shorts that showed off her toned legs and abs. Her fists were encased in black half-gloves, her hair tied up in a ponytail. Droplets of sweat rivuleted down her neck, arms, and flat stomach as she grunted with effort to block the fast french-woman's punches.

And because of Lisa's height, Jennie had expected her to move more awkwardly, like how giants usually would. But it was far from that.

Lisa moved with the speed and grace of someone who trained for hours a day. Her muscles were in full display to Jennie's eyes, and it made heat spool at the bottom of her belly. Everytime she punched, her stomach would contract. Her muscles were lean but not too big and her femininity mingled with a bit of masculinity. Every movement she did was fast, but not fast enough for the shorter red head.

On Lisa's last punch, Rosé pulled her down and flipped on top of her, pinning her down with her weight and having her arms pressed behind her back. It all happened so quickly Jennie pinched herself for blinking.

"Remember, this was the position you couldn't recover from," Rosé said and Lisa squirmed, trying to get her off. But she held firm, just like what the man did to Lisa at school. "Now for the tenth time, what must you do? Learn from your mistakes!"

"How can I learn when you're not teaching me!" Lisa replied in frustration. "You're just fighting me and pinning me down like this every time. Guess what? It's not working!"

"Of course it is," Rosé said calmly. "You got better each time. You just don't know how to get out from under like this."

"Then show me," Lisa gritted through her teeth. "Please." Always polite.

Rosé smiled. "As you wish, princess."

Just as she helped her up, Jennie took that as her cue to interrupt.

"Guys? Lunch is ready." Jennie smiled easily and stiffened when she watched Lisa rise to her full height while grabbing her waterbottle. Good heavens, all that toned goodness.

"Lunch first then," Rosé clapped her hands. "We'll continue training later."

"Thank goodness," Lisa said before taking gulps from her bottle. Jennie watched her throat bob as she drank, her other hand resting on her lean hips. When she finished, she set her bottle down and unstrapped the gloves on her hand. She reached for the small towel next and proceeded to wipe the sweat off her body, completely unaware of the effect she was having on Jennie.

"You'll catch flies if you keep your mouth open like that," Rosé chuckled behind her before drinking from her own water bottle. "I feel the exact same way about mine."

Jennie just shook her head in amazement. She was turning nineteen soon and Lisa was only turning eighteen. What kind of training did she go through to get this body in a year?!

"I'll go upstairs first," Rosé said. "I must be there for Jisoo when she gets back." Her voice was wistful, obviously missing her lover.

Jennie absentmindedly nodded, still quietly staring at the tall blonde like some sort of pervert.

Lisa followed Rosé out. "What time is Jisoo coming back?"

"I'll let you know."

"Thanks," Lisa grinned. "We'll be up in about ten minutes."

Then she locked the door.

Jennie gulped.

Lisa turned around and slowly walked to Jennie. When they were just a few inches apart with Jennie's breathing chest hitting hers, she leaned in slowly.

The brunette held her breath, automatically closing her eyes and standing slightly on her tiptoes.

But Lisa had merely leaned over to grab her waterbottle from behind her. When Jennie opened her eyes, Lisa was regarding her with a smirk playing on her lips and an eyebrow raised, a finger tracing the rim of her bottle.

Why the little sneak.

"I'm going upstairs," Jennie growled, suddenly in a bad mood. She didn't like that Lisa played with her like that. She felt so desperate. She can take care of it herself.

She turned to walk away but was stopped by Lisa's low voice.

"I told her we'd be up in ten minutes. Come back here."

"No." Jennie turned and stared at her indignantly, secretly embarrassed that she had been caught anticipating a kiss like that. She held on to whatever pride she had left with her 'hello kitty' shirt and pajama shorts.

Lisa's lip twitched, curving into a half-smile. She dropped her bottle and crossed her arms in front of her half-naked torso, leaning on one leg. Her stance was dominant.

"I won't say it again," the princess tilted her head. "Come here."

Jennie kept her frown in place and copied the taller girl's posture, crossing her arms and lifted her chin defiantly. It turned her on that the shy Lisa had an authoritive dominant side. "And I won't repeat my answer," she narrowed her eyes. "No."

Lisa chuckled, and before Jennie could wonder what the fuck was so funny, she was being dragged to the game room. She gasped when the edge of the pool table hit the back of her hips and she fell back on her elbows. She was speechless, staring up at the tall beauty who had her hands resting on her hips, a smirk once again on her perfect face.

"You were staring at me," she leaned in, placing both of her hands on either side of Jennie's body and making the brunette lean back even more. She playfully leaned in to whisper the rest. "Like you wanted to fuck me."

Jennie couldn't take it anymore. She grabbed Lisa's neck and slammed her lips to hers, taking a deep breath through her nose and inhaling that special scent that only the princess seemed to have. Her tongue ran through the seam of Lisa's lips, seeking entrance. The blonde playfully resisted, keeping it closed before Jennie growled and bit her bottom lip, making her hiss and allowing her just enough space to slip her tongue through to dance with hers. Lisa softly laughed, removing her hands from either side of Jennie. The fingers on her left hand started massaging into silky brunette strands, while the other hand kneaded her ass.

Jennie jerked when she felt long, deft fingers creep past her pajama drawstrings. Almost simultaneously she softly moaned when they started to slowly rub her clit. Lisa released her lips then to slowly trail her tongue up her neck. She softly bit her earlobe at the same time as when she slipped her fingers inside the brunette's underwear.

Jennie released her hold on Lisa and gripped the edge of the pool table for support.

"Please," she panted and she started shamelessly grinding her crotch against her hand. "Put it in."

"Put what in?" Lisa whispered against her cheek.

Jennie groaned. This is not the time for teasing!

"Your fingers," She panted, reaching down to grab the princess' wrist. "I want your fingers to fuck me."

Lisa's reply was her wish. She slipped a finger in, her thumb rubbing her clit in a circular motion. Jennie threw her head back, "More. Give me more."

The blonde was breathing hard. Never had she witnessed anything as erotic as having a fully dressed beauty clutching at her with her hand in her pants. Who knew she'd have the famous Jennie Kim at her mercy like this? So she complied and added another.

Soon, two fingers turned into three and Jennie let out a low moan, her head bowing as she breathed hard. Without warning, Lisa took her fingers out then shoved it back in, wiggling her fingers as she did so. Jennie had a mini orgasm then.

"Faster," Jennie panted and Lisa couldn't help kissing her again.

"Fuck," Lisa did as she was told, her fingers going in and out of the brunette's pussy so quickly her arm started to ache.

"Your pussy feels so good wrapped around me," Lisa growled in Jennie's ear and she lost it. She scrunched her eyes shut and threw her head back as waves after waves of pleasure vibrated through her. Her mouth opened in an "O" and she squeezed Lisa's fingers tight.

When it was over, her knees gave out and she fell against the table, limp. She opened her eyes in time to see Lisa lick her fingers clean.

"Come on, it's lunch time."

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"Jisoo!" Lisa practically attacked the newcomer, enveloping her in a tight hug that probably crushed her bones.

"Mein Gott!" Jisoo wheezed. "You'll make it worse."

"Oh sorry," Lisa quickly pulled away, rubbing her arm. "I've been waiting by the door since the car arrived!"

"I know," Jisoo muttered as Rosé came by her side and kissed her cheek. "I could hear you."

"No way," Jennie cut in. "She jumped up and down while you were only getting out the car. After that she was as quiet as a mouse."

Rosé chuckled. "Jisoo's hearing is almost superhuman. It was developed while she was still blind."

"Woah," Jennie looked at Jisoo. "You were blind? When?"

"And how come I didn't know about this?" Lisa crossed her arm over the white shirt she had changed into after taking a shower. After the session with Jennie downstairs, she noticed the brunette was practically spent so she took a cold shower instead. She still couldn't believe they had lost control like that.

"I was blind for three years," Jisoo sighed, slowly walking into the house. "I got surgery for them because this certain beautiful, french, billionaire girl paid for everything and here I am. Blessed with seeing this beautiful face." She affectionately nuzzled Rosé as she helped her up the stairs.

Jennie and Lisa shook their heads. Jisoo was filled with surprises.

"What happened?" Daemon Kim came in the front door last, having just parked his car. "What's with the looks?"

"Nothing dad," Jennie smiled, tiptoeing and kissing her dad on the cheek. "It's lunch time."

She was happy at this moment. What she felt around Lisa was unlike anything she'd ever felt before, it was so intense. And a few moments ago they had shared something she had been dreading to do with Bambam for the past year. Maybe it really does have something to do with it being the right person. She was unexplainably happy.

They were just about to go into the dining area when the doorbell rang.

Jennie looked at her dad. "Are we expecting someone?"

He shrugged, walking over to look through the peephole. Seeing who it was, he leaned back to open the door.

"What the heck is going on? Did I miss something? Did you elect yourself as president?" A frowning Nayeon stood there tapping her foot on the ground. "Why the hell were there security out there demanding for my birth certificate!?" She saw Jennie's dad standing at the side and smiled brightly. "Hi Mr. Kim!"

"Hey Nayeon," Daemon chuckled, closing the door. "You're just in time for lunch. Why don't you join us?"

"Not a problem," Nayeon patted her belly. "Not a problem at all."

Then she narrowed her eyes at Jennie. "We're not done talking you-"

"Hey don't do that," Lisa was trying to hide her smile. "Your eyes will disappear."

Nayeon scoffed indignantly and flipped her hair, stomping to the kitchen. "Racists." She muttered.

Lisa and Jennie looked at each other and burst out laughing. They loved the feisty asian girl.

Soon, the twins would arrive.

And so would the questions.