Chapter 114. Kim Jisoo (Various Females X Reader)

The first thing he felt when he woke up in the morning was the warm body that was pressed against him, with Lisa's back deep against his chest and his arm still around her waist, though since the night her hand had joined with his, interlocking their fingers together.

Regrettably, he had to remove his arm to reach behind him where his phone was to check the time, and thankfully he hadn't slept through his alarm like he feared after the previous nights activities, it was still early, just before seven in the morning, which meant he still had plenty of time before he had to actually be up and about.

"You're not leaving me already are you?" Lisa's voice caught him off guard a little, he assumed that she was still asleep. "What time is it?"

"Just before seven." He informed her as he joined her as the big spoon once again. "I usually leave around nine, so we still have some tine left."

"Mmm, time for what?" She pressed him the question he was desperate for her to answer to be honest.

He pressed a kiss to the back of her neck, her pink hair tickling his nose as he did so. "Depends on what you want to do." He pressed another kiss on the same spot. "We could have breakfast." Another kiss. "We could go and watch some morning TV." He kissed the side of her neck this time. "We could even go out for coffee right now. I can lend you some clothes if you want."

"Those all sound so good, but I was hoping for another option." She let out a groan as he kissed her neck once more. "What about anything more adventurous?"

"Well, we could have some really hot, steamy, lazy morning sex if you really wanted to." Y/N came back with. "It's up to you though."

"I like the sound of that."

The first thing that Lisa insisted on was that she give him a return on the magnificent head that he had given her last night, so while she laid down flat on the bed, with her head and chest lifted up and her legs kicking in the air, she had Y/N take a seat on his knees right in front of her, helping his cock stand at full attention with a slow handjob with one hand while the other joined with one of his, interlocking fingers once more, her breath tickling his cock as he got harder and harder with every passing second.

She guided his other hand to tangle in her hair, but warned him not to force her forwards, only to pull her backwards if he needed it. Lisa opened her mouth right on his cock, giving the underside of the tip the softest and most teasing of licks. "Don't hesitate to tell me how I'm doing."

Her hot and wet mouth engulfed his head in the next few moments, almost making his eyes roll back as he resisted every urge in his body to shove his shaft down her throat in one stroke. She pushed forwards until she hit a proverbial wall around halfway down his cock, feeling his fingers against her scalp, running her tongue against his steaming hot shaft, beginning to pull back and slowly bobbing her head along the length of shaft she could take in her mouth.

"That feels great." Y/N complimented as he tightened his grip on her hair, but he didn't dare force her in either direction, instead he let her guide herself on his shaft, feeling her warm tongue running along the underside of his cock while her mouth turned into a vacuum on the inside, and it didn't help when her free hand crept up his thigh to where his balls were hanging, giving them a good fondle before wrapping her hand around the rest of the cock she couldn't get in her mouth.

"Fuck! Lisa..." He let out an uncontrollable moan as she doubled her actions, keeping the pace just as slow and deliberate at before, working him towards an orgasm he would've been more than happy to have if they hadn't just started their morning together.

"Sorry." He apologised as he bit the bullet and pulled her head back and off his cock, but she wasn't offended, far from it, she took pride in the fact she was this irresistible as somewhat of a novice.

"Don't apologise." She reassured him as she took the initiative in reaching for a condom from the drawer this time around. "You were very well behaved, so much so that you deserve a reward." Opening the condom packet, she placed the condom on her lips, giving him a will shattering wink as she bent back over to his cock and placed her lips over the tip, pushing the condom on the head of his cock.

More and more of his cock disappeared into her mouth as she used her lips to unroll the condom, though when she reached halfway, he didn't expect her to force herself any further. What he got instead though, a tap on the abdomen to get him to look down, and her eyes were tilted up at him, the most lustful look possible, unable to tear his gaze away from her, especially when she pushed her mouth well passed what he thought was her limit, sliding further and further down his shaft, his jaw hanging open as he watched the incredible feat of throating his cock.

She sunk all the way to the base where the condom stopped, and she went even further pushing her lips right up against his pelvis, her nose brushing his lower abdomen as she held position for what felt like an hour before opening her mouth and revealing the condom was perfectly rolled on.

"You're not the first person I've given a blowjob to." She informed him seeing the hanging jaw of his. "You are however, the first person I've let down my throat, so congratulations on that."

Just over an hour later, after the two had the most relaxing, therapeutic and euphoric morning sex in bed. Lisa had no idea that it was possible to plough someone so slowly, he barely moved at any speed, yet he continued to hit every single spot deep inside her that sent her crazy for more. Brutal pounding from the night before was replaced with slow and methodical thrusting, with Y/N laying pipe in the exact same positions, yet somehow dragging every ounce of pleasure possibly from her body, leaving her in even more of a heap than the night before.

Which was then followed by soaking in the scalding hot water of the bathtub where Lisa made sure that she would have the last say, allowing him to lay atop her while she gave him one last orgasm for the morning.

Y/N was fully dressed for the day minus the shoes, while Lisa was only wearing a pair of his boxers that she had borrowed and one of his tops that covered her upper thighs as well. She was sitting at the kitchen counter, her phone in one hand and a cup of tea in the other hand, while Y/N was attempting to make pancakes without burning them.

"So, I know we only met last night." He began the next line of conversation with, which intrigued her enough to lift her eyes from her phone. "And I know that you're probably busy every day and night that you're here in Paris, but there's a game tomorrow night at nine, huge game for the club, and I was wondering if you would be interested in coming to watch?"

"Are you asking me out the day after you slept with me?" Lisa gave him a sly smile as she spoke. "Isn't that usually supposed to go the other way around in western culture?"

"It doesn't just have to be you that comes, I can get tickets for your friends as well." He quickly added in. "But I'd need to know by the end of today so I can ask for the tickets from the club."

"Oh, so you're not just asking me out, but my three friends as well?" Lisa raised her eyebrows at him. "Is that what you want, a date with all four of us the same night?"

"I.... I wouldn't say no, but that's not what I'm asking." He answered carefully. "Speaking of which, did you tell them that you are okay after disappearing last night."

"I've told Jisoo, she seemed worried when I hadn't replied last night, but she's more relaxed now after talking to me." She informed him. "Although she did figure out that I went home with somebody, I don't know if she knows it's you or not."

"Good thing she doesn't know who I am then." Y/N chuckled as he flipped the first pancake over.

"Well, it's actually funny that you say that." Lisa's response made him far too curious as to what she meant by that. "As it turns out, she does know who you are. She recognised you after you gave our coats back last night, but she just told me a few minutes ago." She revealed. "She's actually quite the fan of you. She follows you on Instagram, and she adores the work you do in supporting disadvantaged children having access to sports facilities as she described it."

"I asked her if she had a crush on you, she denied it, but it was far too quick, so take it as you would, but I think she does have a crush on you."

"So you're telling me, that your friend Jisoo, who barely speaks English, and is an incredibly popular South Korean popstar, has a crush on me?"

"She understands English, she just doesn't speak it as well." Lisa corrected him. "Hey, I have an idea. We have this dinner slash fashion show tonight, and our table isn't full. If you come tonight, meet Jisoo, Jennie and Rosie as well, I'll make sure they agree to come to your game tomorrow night, hows that sound?" She asked him. "Who knows, maybe you'll be able to teach Jisoo some English as well?"

"But we..."

"I know, and it was amazing, best sex of my life, but we're not dating." Lisa reminded him. "If I wanted you off limits for them, they'd respect it like crazy."

"Are they off limits for me?" He posed the question. "I know you just made the suggestion, but I wouldn't if it made you uncomfortable."

"My friends are grown ass women." Lisa replied with a hint of sass in her voice, almost offended that he had insinuated that her friends were any less. "I trust their judgement, they trust mine, and at least I know you aren't a serial killer."

"So what time is this dinner, and where is it?"

"I will call you about it later." Lisa had already taken the initiative and taken his phone number into her contact list. "Oh, and before I forget, you need to wear something nice tonight. Jisoo loves Dior, and that's all I'll say on that matter and if it doesn't work out with her, I would strongly advise going to Rosie's hotel room, she will eat you alive in there."

"I have to ask before we both leave, why am I not off limits?" Y/N put the slightly burnt pancake onto the plate as he asked, before being coaxed around the counter by Lisa to stand behind her, leaning into her back with his lips brushing the pretty pink hair atop her head.

"While you are definitely boyfriend material, you gave me such a great time, and your ability to listen and give me what I wanted was incredible. I just don't want to rush into dating a guy because he's really nice and great in bed, I want someone that I am totally in love with and drives me crazy all the time."

"And what happens if I start dating one of your friends and you think that I do give you all of that?" He asked her. "I'm serious, I broke a girls heart once and I cried for two days because of the messages she was sending me. I just wouldn't want it to happen again."

Lisa turned her head and gave him a soft kiss, the two of them melting into it for a few moments. "I guess you two will just have to make room for me in bed at night then."

(Tuesday morning)

"Hurry up Jisoo." Jennie continued to knock on the door to her bandmate's hotel room, cursing internally that she didn't have a key so she could burst in and drag her ass out as she was. "We're already ten minutes late! We have places to be, and people to meet."

After another two minutes of nonstop knocking on the door, Jisoo finally opened the door and hurried out, closing it behind her. Her hair had been straightened and a light touch of morning makeup, so it seemed as if she was just taking longer to get ready.

"Finally." Jennie wasted no time in dragging Jisoo along the corridor and complaining at the same time. "What time do you call this? We were supposed to be in the car fifteen minutes ago. Lalisa and Roseanne are probably bored of waiting for us by now." Jennie chastised her friend for her tardiness. "What were you doing that took you so long in there?"

"I slept through my alarm this morning, but I still wanted to do my hair this morning before we left." Jisoo explained why she was so late in the morning, but Jennie didn't look as if she was buying her story.

"So if we were to wait here at the end of the corridor for the next thirty minutes, we wouldn't see the guy Lalisa introduced to us last night coming out of your room?" The look that Jennie was giving her was one of not impressed.

"No." Jisoo simply shook her head. "Y/N was nice, but he's not my type."

"Seriously?" Jennie looked so annoyed with her answers right now. "He sat down between you and Lalisa, and you were eating out the palm of his hand without him even doing anything? You kept gushing to him about how great and how nice he is. Don't think I didn't see when he grabbed your hand and had to wipe the sweat off of it."

"Seriously Jennie, I didn't bring him back to my room last night." Jisoo continued to protest her innocence on the matter. "Okay, I think he's nice and cool, and he's hot, but that doesn't mean anything else. You're reading into it far too much."

"I've looked at his Instagram page, and do you want to know what I saw?" Jennie asked Jisoo a rhetorical question. "You've liked every single one of his posts for the last six months or so. I thought he was into you last night, but now I think you're a little obsessed with him."

Jisoo saw the look that Jennie had in her eyes as they rode the elevator to the ground floor. "Don't you dare even suggest it Jennie."

"Are you jealous that Lalisa was the first one to get into his pants instead of you?"

"I am not jealous!" Jisoo fervently denied the accusation. "Lalisa is my friend. I could never bring myself to be jealous of her for any reason."

"Ok then." Jennie dropped her line of questioning, she didn't believe her, but she would respect Jisoo's boundaries on whether she wanted to deny it or not.

Eventually, about fifteen minutes later than they were supposed to be, they finally got into the back of the car with their other two friends Lalisa and Roseanne.

"Jisoo." Roseanne got her friends attention as she sat down next to her. "You probably didn't know, but the bed in my room is right up against the wall that the bed in your room is up against, just to let you know." Jisoo looked mortified while Lalisa and Jennie couldn't contain their laughter and giggled away.

(Tuesday night)

It wasn't the largest attendance that any of them had been to, nor was it the largest arena type of stadium that they had been to, but the intensity that had been building since they had taken their seats in the VIP box thirty minutes ago up until now when the players were walking out the tunnel of Le Parc Des Princes had nearly hit a boiling point across the stadium.

"Do any of you guys know what number Y/N has on his shirt?" Roseanne asked her fellow band members.

"Number twenty nine." Lalisa answered her question. "He told me a few things when we chatted. He also said that he plays in the midfield, usually on the middle left side."

"Should we have gone to the club shop before the game started for PSG shirts?" Jennie spoke up.

"He said he sent some up to the box." Lalisa remembered the message that Y/N had sent her earlier in the day, after getting up from her seat and going back inside for a few minutes until she returned with four shirts still inside the plastic wrapping. "How cute, there's one with each of our names on them, but he put his own number on them."

"He was the one that invited us." Roseanne reminded her, the four idols quickly going inside to put the club shirt on even if it was freezing and their jackets went straight back on top.

"Who are they playing tonight?" Jennie asked.

"Chelsea." Jisoo answered the question this time, sitting down next to Roseanne, she had been to a football match before, so she knew a little. "Did Y/N say who the better team was?" Her question was directed at Lalisa.

"He didn't say, but I think he implied that his team have the better players." Lalisa informed her and the other two. "Hopefully the game doesn't end zero-zero." She joked. "That would be a little boring after all."

They didn't have to wait long for the first goal to come after the game started, but when it came, the stadium fell silent save for the few thousand fans in the away end of the ground less than three minutes into the game.

Though the silence didn't last for long, because the PSG team were immediately back on the front foot despite going a goal down so early, cranking up the pressure on the away team, the crowd feeding off the control that they had assumed on the game, getting louder and louder with each corner won, and each shot that was saved or blocked, encouraging the team that was dominating forward even more to push for an equaliser.

Even for the members of Blackpink who knew next to nothing about the sport could see what was happening, the crowd feeding off the tempo of the play on the pitch, and in turn the players were feeding off the atmosphere that was created, unrelenting each time they lost the ball in their quest to win it back, pressuring each time they had a chance, the world class players of the Paris based side carving a way straight through the Chelsea defence on numerous occasions only to have a last ditch block or the goalkeeper save the shot at the last possible moment.

There were no more goals in the first half, and despite being a goal down, the crowd stood to applaud their team off the pitch for their efforts, and after a short fifteen minute break, they roared their team onwards when the second half kicked off.

"Hopefully they don't lose, that would be such a mood killer." Lalisa spoke up a few minutes into the second half. "I wanted to invite him out to more events with us this week. Hopefully losing doesn't make him moody for the rest of the week."

Ten minutes into the second half and the noise and intensity had gradually petered out after Chelsea began to control the game more, the intensity on the pitch from the front three players just wasn't there like it was in the first half.

After another two minutes, the first two substitutes came from the PSG side of the touchline. The four Kpop stars could see a board being held up and shown around the stadium. Numbers fourteen and eighteen came up in red, with the numbers eleven and twenty five coming up in green.

After the substitutions, it only took three minutes for the crowd to come alive once again, with Y/N the instigator with a hard tackle right in front of the two sets of substitute benches, sparking a confrontation between the two managers and the players on the pitch, with yellow cards being shown in the aftermath, but Y/N took the opportunity to tell the crowd to get louder and louder, the deafening noise from the first half quickly being overtaken by the noise in the second half.

With sixty four minutes on the clock, PSG were camped in the Chelsea half, the whole team being forced to sit in their own box to defend from the onslaught that was the PSG attacks, though when the ball reached Y/N on the edge of the box, a poor touch seemed to have stalled the attack, but he was much faster than he looked, getting to the ball first and having his foot stood on by an opposition player.

A relatively quiet cheer came out from the crowd, but was then replaced by huge cheers when the referee produced a second yellow and red card for the Chelsea player, the whole atmosphere changed from urging the team on, to smelling blood, especially when Messi had scored directly from the free kick, the players could also figuratively smell the blood, and fifteen minutes later the score had widened to three to one for the home side.

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