AN: Boom a new chapter. Yey, now for everyone who is reading my stories and is like damn she updated Only One again, I'm dying for this story to be continued. Or I've been waiting for story X, to be continued, well I'm working on it. I basically pick and choose what I feel like writing next. Some stories like this story, is on the roster, but I get hit with weird writer's block, so I just work on another story. So patience please. It's basically what I feel like working on when I feel like working on it. I just don't feel like working on this story every day.
Sorry about the confusion earlier, I accidentally uploaded another story for this chapter, and it lasted a longer time because Fanfiction isn't sending me my alerts at night. I dunno why it's weird. I get a slew of reviews early in the morning though. But thank you for everyone for letting me know. Here is the correct chapter 12.
"You don't have to do this," Santana said biting her lip, and Charlie looked up at her from where she was kneeling in front of her and raised a brow at her. Santana flushed, sure she might have suggested that it was something that she wanted to try. She was curious about it, but that didn't mean that Charlie had to do it. "You don't, I mean I've never had one before—so it's not like I know what I'm—" Santana let out a low moan as she feels something warm and wet dart across the tip of her dick and she flushes and covers her mouth. It had felt good. More than good and just the idea of having Charlie on her knees in front of her adds to the thrill of it. As does the knowledge that Charlie is just as new to this as she is, that she had never been in this position with anyone else.
Charlie glances up Santana for a long moment before she does it again, her tongue darting out and teasing the tip of Santana's hard dick. It's a bit on the salty side but it's not terrible. And judging from the moan that Santana had just let out she had done something right. Puck had always insisted that it was something that guys loved. That still hadn't convinced her to put her mouth anywhere near his dick. But Santana wasn't Puck and she wanted to make her feel good, she wanted Santana to be comfortable in her body and she was curious to try it. So why not with Santana? She leans in once again after wrapping her hand around the base of Santana's dick to hold it steady and she pushes it into her mouth. Her tongue flicks along the underside of the shaft. And she's rewarded with a small hip thrust from Santana pushing more into her mouth. She moans softly against it and she hears Santana's voice hitch.
Santana takes the moan as permission as she starts to slowly move her hips, awkwardly at first into Charlie's mouth stopping only when she meets a bit of resistance. It's warm and wet and the feeling of Charlie's tongue sliding and teasing her dick. "I—fuck," it feels good really good but she's been practicing to not last a few pumps but she didn't expect it to feel this good. She reaches down and rests her hand on Charlie's head and begins to thrust her hips everything she read about lasting longer flying out the window. As her hips rocked forward and backed as she watched Charlie's head bob up and down. She didn't really want to climax again not this soon, but it was unfair because it seemed that Charlie knew exactly what she was doing. From the occasional moans to how her hand squeezed the base of her dick. Charlie was pushing her straight to it. She felt her body twitch, as the pleasure mounted and she wasn't quite sure what was acceptable. "Charlie—fuck Charlie I need to cum." She tries to pull out but Charlie's hand move gripping onto her hips and locking her in place. She grunts as she slips herself further into Charlie's mouth pushing past her and feeling the tip of her dick hit the back of Charlie's throat, and she grips Charlie's hair tightly and she cums, letting out a low moan as she finishes up. She pants hard and glances at the time. She lasted a bit over five minutes and it's certainly an improvement. She feels Charlie lick her dick a few times and she groans, it's sensitive and she pulls out leaning back against the door. "You've never done that before?" she asks panting.
Charlie gives her an amused look and wipes the corner of her mouth with her thumb, where some of Santana's cum had leaked out from the mouthful that she had gotten. She licks her thumb clean and she flicks her eyes towards Santana who lets a low moan. "Trust me when I say I never liked Puck that much," Charlie says moving to where Santana is leaning against the door and pulls her down so she can hold her. She runs a hand along Santana's stomach gently. "I'd ask if it was good for you but the mouthful of cum kind of answers that question." Charlie said with a laugh.
Santana rolls her eyes and glances at her soft dick, she's going to need to get better and quickly if she wants to fuck Charlie. "You don't think they heard us do you?" Santana asks glancing at Charlie's closed door. She couldn't exactly remember how she had gotten so horny while watching Alien. Though she imagined it was due to the fact that Charlie had stopped paying attention five minutes into the movie and had begun to tease her.
"Probably not and if they did Quinn would have turned up some music or knocked on the door to tell us to knock it off." Charlie said with a small smile as she reached down to touch Santana again. She's rewarded with a sharp slap on the back of her wrist. "Oh come on I want to see if you can get hard again."
Santana rolls her eyes a bit. "You still have to watch Alien Charlie. It's a classic horror flick," Santana said trying to get Charlie back on track. She's met with Charlie groaning and she nudges her gently. "I know you're scared," she needles and she's met with Charlie shooting her a look and she laughs and she kisses Charlie gently as she tucks herself away.
"I'm not scared! You just want me in your lap," Charlie grumbles as she gets up. She helps Santana up and then pulls her close and kisses her firmly. She pushes Santana against the wall and takes her hand, and guides it down the front of shorts, allowing Santana to feel her soaked underwear. It's a moment and she continues to kiss Santana for a moment allowing her to explore her body and she lets out a small groan when Santana's fingers brush against her clit. It takes a moment, before she pulls away from Santana. Leaving her standing against the door in shock. Charlie straightens her shirt and runs a hand through her hair. "So—Alien?" Charlie asks completely innocently.
Santana stares and looks at her hand and then at Charlie who reaches forward to button up her jeans, "I—why did you do that?" Santana asks, torn between making Charlie watch Alien and wanting to sleep with her.
"So when I inevitably crawl on your lap again you know." Charlie said with a laugh, and she pulls Santana with her to head downstairs to watch the movie.
"You know if you and Santana are going to have sex in your room you're going to want to put on some music so I don't hear anything," Quinn says as she waves to Rachel, from where she's standing next to her twin.
"I'll keep that in mind," Charlie says looking over at Quinn. She needs a long session in the shower, Santana had proceeded to spend the entirety of the movie teasing her on purpose. It hadn't helped her pay attention to the movie but Santana had refused to take it any further than that. Which in turn had only made her more turned on. She watched Rachel pull out of the driveway and watched as Quinn closed the door and she pulled away to go to the shower to fuck herself when she felt Quinn grab her arm. "Quinn?"
"How did you know you were—well you? You had sex with Puck, a few times," Quinn said watching as Charlie made a face at this.
"I didn't overthink it. I like Santana and Santana refused to be with me while I was with Puck, so I made a decision to be with Santana. The end. I'm not really interested in other girls Quinn, I just like Santana." Charlie explained simply. She doesn't really say anything more but she pauses for a moment. "Maybe I'm a lesbian. But I think if Santana was a guy I'd still be into her. It's just Santana, you know? I don't have to pretend to be anyone else when I'm with her."
Quinn nods and let's go of Charlie's arm letting her twin wander off to get a shower. She shakes her head, that didn't answer her questions at all. But she needed to figure it out because she really needed to stop cheating on Sam. He didn't deserve it. And it felt like she was playing Rachel at the same time. She groaned wondering how she had gotten herself into this mess. She didn't know what she wanted. Sam had always been short term, someone to last through high school but Rachel. Well she liked her, even if she talked about Broadway nonstop, but she knew what she wanted and she was going for that. It confused her to no end. She would need to decide and soon. Charlie seemed happy, happier than she had been in a while and she wanted that and maybe the key to that was Rachel.
AN: Stuff happens. Charlie meets Santana's Abuela. Quinn talks with Sam.
