A/N1: Just a quick little note: the words in italics are thoughts. Everything else is the same as always. Enjoy!
Ch. 15: 'Twas the Night Before Christmas
"It was the night before Christmas, and everyone was sleeping. Except, of course, the daughter, who was reading gay fanfiction,"
"Quinn!" I hear Santana shout from downstairs. "Hurry it up so we can get to Mass on time! Mamí is gonna kill us – well, me since you're her golden future daughter-in-law – if we don't get there in time!"
I groan and playfully roll my eyes at her antics even though she can't see me, but close out of my Tumblr, feeling a bit hot and bothered after reading through some of the Carmilla posts that had been on my feed. I check my reflection in the vanity one last time before I go downstairs to leave for Mass with Santana.
Once we arrive at the church, Santana and I are ushered into a pew near the back due to the large number of people who had arrived before we got there. "I thought the service didn't start until midnight, hence the name Midnight Mass?" I ask her quietly.
"It's Vespers right now," she whispers back. "Do you want to sing with me tonight in the choir?" I nod my head yes, so Santana takes my hand to lead me to the choir loft upstairs.
Once upstairs, I notice that we're the only two up there, so I head over towards the balcony to take in the view of the church, decorated for Christmas. Santana comes up behind me, resting her chin on my shoulder. As she wraps her arms around my waist and blows her warm breath across my neck, I shiver and feel a wetness pool in my panties. Santana notices the shiver, asking if I'm okay. I just nod my head, afraid that if I was to speak, she'd hear the want in my voice.
"You were reading Carmilla fanfic again, weren't you?" she asks me playfully. When I don't answer her, she licks the shell of me ear, causing me to shiver again with pleasure. "Someone is thinking naughty thoughts here in church. They need to be punished for such behavior," she whispers wickedly in my ear before tugging on my earlobe with her teeth.
"San," I mutter. "Stop. We're in – ahh – church," I manage to get out as she darts her hand into my skirt to press upon my lacy panties.
"Wet already, Q? My, you must have been reading some very arousing fanfiction!" she chuckles as she presses her fingers onto my clit through the lacy fabric of my panties, which causes me to moan again because of how the friction feels against my sensitive clit. I try to pull my body away from hers, but she presses me against the balcony with her body, causing her fingers to slide into my slit.
When I gasp at the feeling, Santana pulls out, causing me to whimper at the loss of contact. "No making any sounds, Q. We're in church," she admonishes me before nipping my shoulder and sliding her fingers slowly back inside of me. This time, I don't try to pull away from her, but instead let her create rhythm of in and out, in and out. After establishing the pace, Santana adds another finger to the mix, causing me to gasp, which then causes her to still her fingers. I whimper and cant my hips upwards to gain some type of friction, but this only causes her to slowly start to pull out. I grab her wrist to keep her from sliding all the way out, and bring her other hand to my lips so that she can feel that my lip is bit and that I'll keep the sounds to a very low volume.
Santana seems to be appeased by this and rewards me with a few quick thrusts before moving her other hand to my breasts to twist them through my dress. I melt into her at the sensations the thrusting and the twisting bring to me. I feel myself building up and desperately wish that I could make sounds because not making any noise should be a crime when having sex with Santana.
Right as I'm about to fall over the edge, Santana spins me around so that our bodies are flush, front to front, and covers my mouth with hers as she quickens her pace and gives my clit a pinch. I gasp into her mouth as I cum over her fingers, shaking at the loss of contact when she finally removes her fingers after my orgasm subsides. Santana licks her fingers clean and then kisses me, causing my panties to become even more soaked. "Well, Q. I think that just put you on the naughty list with Santa," she says with a smirk before leaning over to give me a chaste kiss as other members of the choir start to come up. "And naughty sure does look good on you, babe."
A/N2: hey everyone! I know that it's past Christmas already, but I wasn't able to post this in time because family came down unexpectedly from the 23rd and didn't leave til the 27th, which is when a new set of family members came until the 29th. It's been very hectic at my house since the second week of December, which has been effecting my time to write. So, without getting too much into everything, I'm going to try to continue to write (for both my oneshots and my second wind), but the updates aren't going to be as frequent as they were. Unfortunately, it will probably be like this for a while until things get better. But, I will continue to write, just not posting what I write as soon as I finish things. Okay, so now that I've said that, lemme get to the reviews!
Guest: thank you for your critique/criticism. I'll take that in to account/consideration when writing future pieces.
Quinntanaluv: thanks! I'm glad you loved it!
: right? I feel like either of those two sexy ladies could pull off a brown bag and make it sexy…I updated second wind on the 27th of November. I am currently working on the next chapter, but, with everything going on, it is taking longer than expected. Hopefully this will satisfy you and everyone else until I get the next chapter of second wind finished.
Okay, until next time my little sluts, stay slutty! ;) xxs