Santana's tail swished back and forth as she sat on her mate's chest and waited for her to open her eyes. At least her heartbeat was still strong, and the rhythmic beating had lulled her to sleep for a while. She wasn't going to take her eyes off her mate until they had mated. So maybe her mate wasn't as smart as she had originally suspected, she wasn't quite sure why Charlie had gone off to kill a crystal scorpion for her, she had certainly never asked her to do such a stupid thing.
Her mate had been sleeping for most of the day and it was now the evening, she leaned forward and sniffed her mate deeply, trying to smell the poison that had been coursing through her veins, but her mate smelled the same, which meant that she should be awake. She looks around the room and flicks her ears around but she couldn't hear anyone nearby or smell anyone, so she raises her left paw and begins to smack Charlie in the face with, batting her face with her paw repeatedly as she tries to wake her mate up.
Charlie's face scrunches up at the repeated light blows to the face and lets out a grumble as she rolls over onto her side sending Santana flying off her chest and onto the bed. Before Santana can do anything she immediately wraps her arms around the cat and pulls her back close, cuddling her.
Santana blinked at the position and immediately struggled to break free so she could continue to smack her mate in the face, but Charlie won't break her grip causing her to let out an outraged meow as she shifts into her jaguar form hoping that breaks the hold. Instead her mate seems to snuggle into her closer, and she sighs and just gives up. Her mate wanted to cuddle with her and she wasn't exactly opposed to this, it felt nice. She shifts back into her human form and leans her head back against her mate.
A few minutes go by and just as Santana's about to fall asleep she feels her mate's hands moving as she begins to move on the bed and her hand moves further upward until they are right underneath her naked breasts. Santana blinks and looks down at Charlie's arm, and waits for it.
Charlie's eyes snap open and she seemingly realizes that she's in bed with a naked woman and immediately panics as she tries to pull away, nearly falling out of her bed. "What the—" she immediately sneezed and grimaced and reached for her face, which ached.
Santana smirked and rolled over so she could finally have her long awaited conversation with her mate, "You're finally awake."
Charlie rubbed her eyes which were a bit swollen and itchy and looked at Santana, before realizing that Santana was very naked and she immediately tried to pull away again, "Why are you naked?"
That was not the first thing that Santana had expected from her mate and she narrowed her eyes to show her displeasure. "Do you not find my body—"
"I've never been with a woman before and you're making it very difficult to focus!" Charlie flushes and immediately looks at her ceiling. Her cheeks are bright red. "I'm not very good at this, and it's difficult enough to talk to you when you have clothes on, it's impossible to focus on your words when you're naked."
"Perhaps—" Santana began before the smirk on her face faded and she crinkled her nose, "What do you mean you've never been with a woman before? But all the stories about you spending a lot of time at brothels!"
"Being inside a brothel doesn't mean that I'm having sex, I don't want to be the heir, and it started as a way to make my parents rethink their decision to make me the heir. I can't actually sleep with them, my family history has shown that when there are illegitimate children running around it leads to bloodshed. It's not that I haven't wanted to. I really really want to, but my parents have forced me into being responsible. So even though I act up all the time and try to show why putting me in charge is an absolutely terrible idea, for whatever reason I'm still the heir."
Santana just stared at her mate for a moment, before taking Charlie's face in her hands and making Charlie look at her. "I understand that concubines are a thing in your kingdom, and your father has a palace filled with beautiful women—such a thing in my culture is frowned upon, it's insulting and having sex with someone who isn't your mate is considered scandalous. When we mate, I will be your only partner." Charlie nods at her declaration and Santana smiles and gently pats her on the head. "It's offensive, your twin tried to pull the same stunt with me and we need to talk about your friend."
"Quinn tried to—"
"Seduce me. I think, honestly she's not very good at it, she just expected me to fall all over her. It's probably because you're part dragon."
Charlie blinked, she did remember people telling her that but that didn't mean that she believed it. "Santana those were stories that my mother told me to get me to behave. Your grandmother is going to eat you if you don't behave that kind of thing—"
"Charlie. I witnessed your grandmother turning from a dragon into a person," Santana said flatly. She tilted her head a she gave her mate a once over. "So you've been acting like an idiot for years in an attempt to make your parents put one of your siblings on the throne instead of you?"
"I didn't know I could just reject it! I mean I understand why Frannie can't be the heir, she'd be assassinated so quickly. She's got the greed of a—" Charlie blinked as the connection was finally made in her head, causing a sharp pain and she grimaces and clutches her head in her hands.
"Is it poison? Do you want me to get a healer?" Santana questions, concern etched on her face, it reminded her that she really did need to have a conversation about the dead crystal scorpion out in the courtyard. No one quite knew what to do with it. She imagined that they would remove all the precious gems and crystals from the carcass, but that was a conversation for another time.
Charlie shook her head, which only made the throbbing headache worse, "When I was a child, my grandmother threw me from the roof of the palace, I honestly can't remember why she did that. Grandma's not mean to me for no reason, but I remember falling and I remember hitting my head and my vision went red, and screaming. I remember a lot of screaming. And then I don't remember anything anymore." Charlie grimaces and looks at Santana.
"Your grandmother threw you from the roof of the castle? And I thought my abuela was difficult," Santana grimaces. "They don't want us to get married. Your grandparents, that is. Your mother won't allow me to marry you unless I somehow manage to convince all the clans that it would be best to be under your rule. The clans are divided, we might be able to put together a working delegation but even so, everyone has their own interests and it'll be impossible. Even if you're dragonborn."
"My grandfather a cardinal for the Holy Empire, had sex with a dragon. I imagine my grandmother didn't exactly give him much choice in the matter, but it still happened. What he did was considered blasphemy, and I imagine that the news has spread to the Holy Empire by now, if he returns he'll be tried and executed. So his opinion doesn't matter, my grandmother threw me from a roof and I'll talk to my mother and we'll be able to get married. I invited your parents."
Santana stared at her mate before transforming back into her kitten form and smacking Charlie on the top of her head with her paw, before hopping down off the bed and making her way to the window.
Charlie rubs the top of her head, and stares at the irritated cat on her windowsill, "I'm sorry was I not supposed to—" Santana escapes jumping out of the window and leaving her alone in her bedroom. Charlie groaned and fell back onto her bed. Somehow she'd managed to do something that Santana didn't like and she didn't know how to fix it. With a sigh, she gets up and even though she still feels like shit she begins to get dressed, pulling on her boots and pants before trying to follow Santana out the window, but she trips as she attempts to put on her boots and simply falls out the window and crashes onto the ground.