A/N: There's more smut. It's our way of apologizing in advance for what's going to happen in the coming chapters.
Skye was wide awake. Her curtains kept out most of the morning light, but she could see splotches of darkness crossing the window. It was snowing. It had been since they had arrived to her mother's house out in the middle of nowhere. Her mother liked to live close to the earth and away from other people. It helped her focus on her work, which was potions. It also caused for quite the boring summer, especially if Jemma wasn't with her.
The brunette had been the big spoon during the night and although she loved how well Jemma was tucked in against her, under the infinite layers of blankets all snuggled and warm, it was Christmas morning, and Skye was very eager to open presents and have fun in the snow. She had gotten Jemma something very clever, a couple things actually and she couldn't wait to give them to her. She was, of course, also very eager to see what Jemma had gotten her. The girl had managed to keep it a secret this year. Every other year Skye had been very, very persuasive in getting the girl to spill the surprise.
"Jemma," The Slytherin girl whispered, lightly taking her hand and shaking the girl's shoulder. Nothing. Her girlfriend must really have been tired. She had been such a deep sleeper since winter break had started. All the school work and worrying about Skye during the tournament must have been taking its toll. Skye slowly moved her hand to Jemma's neck, pulling back the light brown locks, leaning up, and planting many kisses there.
"Jems...wake up," Her hand was on the girl's thigh, shaking lightly again. Still no answer. Skye's brow furrowed as she tried to think of a nice but quick way to get her girlfriend up. She grinned wickedly when she did.
"Jemma," the girl's hot breath was on Jemma's ear just before she nipped at it with a giggle, her hand on the girl's thigh gipping hard as she rubbed herself up against her girlfriend.
"Jemma get up! I want to open presents!"
Skye's method was effective in waking the smaller girl, but didn't make her want to actually get up.
"Hush," Jemma whispered, still with closed eyes and slurred words. She blindly reached behind her with one hand and it landed on Skye's face. She nudged her away gently and tried snuggling back into the blankets. She was tired, she she didn't feel like getting up, even if it was Christmas. Sleeping in another hour wouldn't kill anyone.
"Go back to sleep," She begged, pulling the covers over her head and throwing herself back into complete darkness. She didn't want to leave her warm cocoon in Skye's bed just yet.
Skye frowned. Obviously her girlfriend needed a little more convincing before getting out of bed. "Jemma, please?" She stressed, ignoring being pushed away and snuggling deeper into the blankets with her girlfriend. She pulled the blanket off of Jemma's head and her lips found their way back to her neck, kissing lightly first, but then biting as the girl still didn't move.
"Presents, Jems. Let's go open them. Please, please, please?" The brunette's hand found its way up and under Jemma's sleeping shirt, which was Skye's old Star Wars shirt, and began to lightly trace over her girlfriend's stomach. This steadily grew until it turned into tickling and suddenly the Slytherin girl was straddling Jemma and tickling her sides.
"Get up! Get up! It's Christmas! It's time for presents, Jemma! Get up!"
"Skye, cut it out!" Jemma yelped, but she was laughing. She squirmed underneath her girlfriend until she finally caught the other girl's wrists. She sat up quickly, throwing Skye off balance and knocking her onto her back so that Jemma could pin her down.
"I'm up," She laughed, leaning over and kissing Skye lightly before moving away from the bed. She would never admit it to the brunette, but she liked watching her when she was acting so childish. It reminded her of the first year, twelve-year-old versions of themselves.
Jemma staggered over to the dresser, trying to ignore how cold the floor was on her bare feet, and grabbed one of the hair ties strewn about. She pulled her hair up into a sloppy ponytail and dug around for a pair of sweatpants to throw on so her legs wouldn't freeze when they went downstairs. It wasn't likely that Skye's mother would be up yet, so they'd have to go start a fire to warm up the lower part of the house.
"I'll go start some tea," the shorter girl informed her girlfriend, who was still lying on the bed watching her, despite her earlier insistence about getting up.
"Make sure it's tea you're grabbing and not something mom left in the cabinet that is meant for one of her potions. We'll be turned into rats instead of getting warm by the fire," Skye grinned, blowing Jemma a kiss before the woman left the room. She sighed to herself then and untangled herself from the sheets. Now, with no blankets to keep her warm, her tank and sophie shorts didn't do a lot to keep her that way. The house was freezing. Another reason why she hated living in the middle of nowhere. Her mother had enchanted the house to allow some muggle technologies to work, but not all of them. TV was a special thing, and since it was Christmas, Skye knew they would get to watch it during break. Her mom did love the muggle holiday movies.
She threw on an old sweater and some knee high socks, putting the hood up on the hoodie so she wouldn't have to bother with her hair and left her room, walking down the crooked spiral staircase till she came down into the kitchen. She stealthily slipped up behind Jemma, who was starting the water, and slipped her arms around the girl's waist. Skye gave the back of her head a kiss as she grinned, "That is tea right?"
Jemma sighed and leaned back into her girlfriend, she was definitely warmer than the air around them and she welcomed the heat.
"Skye," Jemma laughed. "You think I wouldn't know the difference between my herbs?" She asked jokingly. She would never make a mistake as silly as mistaking potion ingredients for tea leaves. Once the water was set to boil, she turned around, remaining in Skye's arms, and wrapped her own arms around the other girl's waist.
"Merry Christmas." She whispered as she nuzzled her face into Skye's neck and held her close. Soon, Jiaying would wake up and they could start doing all of their holiday traditions, like opening gifts together and watching Miracle on 34th Street before heading outside to enjoy the snow that usually blanketed the ground.
"Mmm, Merry Christmas to you too," Skye smiled and nuzzled her face against Jemma's, holding her tightly. She was glad that they got to alternate breaks and summers with each other. Having to be apart for so long would kill her inside, although Skye wouldn't come out and say it like that. She enjoyed the arrangement their two families had. None seemed to mind and everyone seemed to enjoy it.
Skye was eager to open presents and go outside to have fun in the snow, but they couldn't do any of that until her mother woke up, and since she was still asleep, the Slytherin decided to take advantage.
"So...what did you get me?" She maneuvered her head down to Jemma's neck and started kissing her again. Having Jemma to herself all the time over breaks made her quite a bit more needy than usual, but it was all for fun. She just liked to see the blush pop up on the Ravenclaw's face.
"Something good? You can tell me…" Skye's fingers tickled at Jemma's sides before her grip grew firm, "I'll act surprised, I promise."
"No hanky panky in my kitchen. I have delicate potion ingredients that don't need your writhing teenage juices all over them. Save that for upstairs," Jiaying was behind them, hands on her hips and in her morning robes, looking rather smirky at them as she leaned against one of the many beams that kept the house up.
"Mom we aren't doing anything, oh my god…" Skye let go of Jemma, a frown on her face and her nose turning pink as she turned around to face the woman. "She's making tea for Christ's sake."
"Then why is your face as red as the fire?"
Skye snorted, face scrunching up before she crossed her arms and marched herself past her mother and into the small livingroom, plopping down onto the couch in a pouting fit.
Jemma giggled at Skye's reaction to her mother's comment and went back to the stove to fetch the water, which had starting boiling. Jiaying always made the most blatant statements and she enjoyed how embarrassed Skye got. It seemed her mother was the only one who could actually make her so red-faced. Usually it was Jemma that was being teased for her blush, so it was fun to have it the other way around.
The Ravenclaw girl made three mugs of tea, handing one to Skye's mother and carrying two into the living room for Skye and herself. As soon as Jemma finally got comfortable, however, her girlfriend got back up, reaching for the first few gifts under the tree. Skye was nothing if not impatient.
Jiaying slowly made her way to the living room, holding her cup of tea lightly and watching the two girls with a small smile. She took a seat in an old, but elegantly crafted wooden rocking chair by the fire. Across from her in the corner of the small room was a tall tree, too tall for the house, as the top was bent against the ceiling. It was mildly decorated with some string of popcorn, candycanes and a couple of ornaments, and few presents were under it. They weren't exactly a well to do family, despite having pure blood.
"This one is for you!" Skye quickly found two wrapped boxes and handed them off to Jemma. She dug under the tree some more and found one for herself, a larger wrapped box and put it aside. She pulled out two more, one for Jemma and one for her mother.
"This one is yours too. It's from mom," She handed the large, awkwardly wrapped and very heavy package to her girlfriend. "And this one is yours, mom," Skye heaved out from behind the tree a very large pewter set of three cauldrons with a bow on top. "I couldn't wrap it, Im sorry...but I know you needed a new set. Yours is getting rusty. You can use these for work and use the old ones for at home," Skye smiled and set the heavy gift down in the floor in front of her mother.
Jiaying had a wide, kind smile on her face before she leaned up and gave her girl a kiss on the forehead. "Such a sweet daughter I have. Now you two girls go on and open yours."
Skye turned her attention to Jemma, as she sat back down on the couch with her single gift. She wasn't disappointed. Her mother didn't make a lot of extra money and Skye wasn't exactly able to since she was in school. Skye was happy just having the two people she loved most in the same place for the holidays. It was normally present enough.
"Go on Jems, open it!"
Jemma picked up the smallest of the packages, and judging by the look on Skye's face, it was from her. She was definitely excited, so Jemma made sure to open it as slowly as possible, finally getting revenge for the other girl's teasing the night after the ball. The brunette was practically bouncing in her seat with a big smile on her face as Jemma unwrapped the gift. It was like Skye somehow reverted back into a child for Christmas. She gave the girl one last glance before finally ripping the paper away. A huge grin stretched across her face and she lunged at Skye, wrapping her arms around the girl's neck and squeezing tightly.
"Thank you, Skye, this will make taking all those classes so much easier." She beamed, picking up the quick notes quill. Never again would she have to shake out her hand after hours and hours of taking notes during class. Jemma pressed a sloppy kiss to her girlfriend's cheek before finally letting go.
"You're welcome!" Skye grinned wide and hugged the girl back tightly, laughing at the kiss before she pushed Jemma back, "you've got another one! Open it, open it!"
Jemma couldn't help but smile at Skye's enthusiasm. She thought it was sweet how the girl got more excited to give other people gifts than to receive them herself.
"Alright, calm down." She giggled, reaching for the other gift Skye pointed at, indicating that it was from her. It was a little more oddly shaped, so she had to hand her mug of tea to Skye so that she could use both her hands to unwrap whatever the object was. She didn't want to be mean, so she didn't tease the brunette this time and just opened the present. She knew exactly what it was the second she saw it, she'd been wanting to get one for a while now. It was a pair of omnioculars, Jemma was finally going to be able to see what was going on during quidditch matches when the players weren't near her. They weren't new, Skye had probably found the pair second hand, but they were expensive, and Jemma was grateful all the same.
"Thank you, I love it." She smiled and placed her hand on Skye's thigh. When she remembered that Skye still hadn't opened her gift, however, her face lit up and she took her mug as well as Skye's.
"It's your turn." Jemma nodded towards the box with her name on it. She'd planned ahead with Jiaying and they'd both pitched in to get her a present they knew she would love.
Skye was beaming, very glad to see that Jemma enjoyed both of her gifts. She gave her a quick kiss on the cheek and turned to the very large, thin box on her own lap. Her brow scrunched up as she tried to think of what it could be. She hadn't really asked for anything this year, other than a broom, but she knew that that would be much too expensive to get. None of them had that much money. It had been more of her staple really. Skye always asked for a broom.
She did not take her time, and, like a child, ripped through the paper like candy until the black lid of the box was exposed. She took her hands and gently lifted the lid off and set it aside on the floor. She folded out the thin layer of paper inside and her mouth dropped. Skye's hands flew to her face.
"Oh," She couldn't finish, her hands were in the box pulling out the wooden glass frame, and inside, a worn green and golden quidditch jersey.
"Holy shit! Jemma!"
The jersey was the green and gold of the Holyhead Harpies, the gold talon on the chest of the shirt and in the center there was a fancy looking signature. "Does...Does that say Ginerva Weasley?! Is this Ginny Weasley's Holyhead Harpies jersey?!" Skye was almost screaming. Her face was red with excitement and she pulled the frame closer to examine it.
"It does! This is Ginny Weasley's jersey! She signed it! It's in my hands! Holy fuck! Oh my god," It was clear she couldn't contain herself, as now she was up off the couch and bouncing around, holding the frame away from her, still looking at it. The Holyhead Harpies were her favorite quidditch team of all time. She wanted to play professionally for them one day, as a beater, and as such an avid fan, kept up with all their news. Her room was actually plastered with articles and posters of the team. It took her a moment to calm down, but when she did, she finally took notice of other details. The style of the jersey.
Skye turned to look at Jemma and her mother, mouth agape. Jiaying was smiling, sipping at her tea, rather pleased with herself. "This is the 2000 jersey. This jersey is Ginny Weasley's original jersey. This jersey has seen the World Cup…" Skye set the frame down against the wall before she dropped in in her excited state, and she launched herself at Jemma on the couch. Her arms wrapped tightly around the girl.
"Oh my god, Jemma! Thank you, thank you, thank you!"
Jiaying was softly chuckling at them now, setting her tea mug down on the small coffee table beside the chair. "Skye! Don't make her spill the tea on my sofa! We can't afford to clean it!" She chided, but the woman was very happy that her daughter was so happy with her gift. She couldn't afford the broom she wanted, but when she had brought the idea to Jemma the girl had been more than happy to share the present with her.
Jemma held her mug high above her head, laughing and trying to prevent it from spilling until Jiaying finally rushed over and relieved her of the task, taking the mug and placing it on the coffee table where its contents couldn't do any damage. It was definitely worth the money she'd spent to see the look on Skye's face.
"Anything for you," Jemma chuckled and pressed a few kisses to Skye's face before she finally calmed down. She sunk into the couch cushions next to Jemma and the shorter girl snuggled into her side. There was one gift left, and it was the odd heavy one from Jiaying to Jemma. The Ravenclaw thanked her as the older woman handed it to her. Jiaying was basically her second mother, as well as her role model. Jemma could only dream about being as good of a potions master as Skye's mother.
Jemma ripped the paper away, and she felt the same excitement Skye had. Jiaying had given her a stack of books, potions books, filled with instructions for complicated brews and many other things she was interested to read about.
"Thank you so much." Jemma smiled, already opening the cover and skimming through the table of contents of the first book. She couldn't wait to settle down and read them from cover to cover. Jiaying gave her a kind smile and watched with pride as the girl already began to read.
"Woah, hey there book worm, slow down," Skye reached over with a hand and shut the book, grinning at Jemma's unamused face before she kissed it off. "We have other fun Christmas festivities to get through before you can seclude yourself in the library and read all of those!"
The brunette turned to her mother then, who had just finished her tea and was getting up to get more. "Is it…?"
Jiaying smiled and nodded, "Yep. Get in here and start cooking, kid."
"Christmas pancakes!" Skye gave Jemma another quick kiss and shot off the couch and pranced back into the kitchen and was already reaching up into the cabinets to get ingredients out to start making their traditional holiday breakfast.
Jemma sighed and settled back into the couch, staying to finish her tea. She was incredible at potions, but she couldn't cook a thing to save her life, so Skye and Jiaying usually handled the pancakes on their own.
"Skye, I surrender! You win!" Jemma called out, but she didn't receive an answer. She was still hiding behind a tree from the onslaught of snowballs the girl had sent flying at her. It would have been smart to have asked Trip about that enchanted snowball spell before they had gone home for break. Skye had used it against her in Hogsmeade the previous year and she didn't think it was an important enough spell to learn, but now that thought was coming back to bite her in the ass. Jemma sniffled and shivered a bit, sure now that she was going to be getting a cold, as she did every year.
"Skye?" She called again, leaning around the trunk, only to get clobbered in the shoulder by another snowball that had been waiting to fire itself at her the moment she was visible.
"This isn't funny, it's cold out here!" Jemma called out. She couldn't move from behind the tree without getting attacked by small balls of frozen water, but she was freezing. She was starting to consider making a run for the house and risking being hit by more of the charmed snowballs.
Between being freezing cold, her own teeth chattering, and the onslaught of snowballs ready to strike at any moment, Jemma hadn't heard Skye sneaking up on her, despite the crunching of the snow. "Ha!" The brunette had her arms around her girlfriend in a sudden surprise attack, grinning wide. Her plan had worked.
"I accept your surrender," Skye asked, whirling her around. She gave a quick kiss to her forehead and shoved her wand back into her sweater. "My terms are as follows," Jemma was up against the tree in a second and the Slytherin girl was kissing her needily. When she pulled away her face was red from the cold but still grinning, although now it was a bit more sinister than before, "Do you agree to terms?" Her eyebrow rose in question, the way Jemma liked as she hugged the smaller girl's cold little body.
"I don't know, what do I get out of this arrangement?" Jemma asked, pulling out of Skye's arms and brushing some snow out of the brunette's hair. Skye opened her mouth to say something, but her words were lost as she was cut off. Jemma's lips were on hers in an instant, and both girls welcomed the sudden heat on their numbing faces. The smaller girl could feel Skye slowly loosening up, so she shoved her onto her back in the powdery snow. Jemma threw her leg over Skye's stomach, straddling her, and kissed along her jaw, nipping every few inches. Just when Skye was completely relaxed, Jemma's lips pulled into a smirk and she grabbed some snow from nearby, pressing it against her girlfriend's face and even shoving some down the front of her shirt. This would definitely feel a lot colder than a few snowballs.
Jemma laughed and jumped off the girl, hopping a few steps backwards. Skye's arms missed her, and she took off running before the other girl could do anything to her.
"Oh my god!" Skye spat out the snow and sat up, blindly reaching for Jemma, but she was already running back through the tree line and into the field towards the house. "Damnit, Jemma!" Skye shot up, brushing off her face and darting after the girl. Her chest and neck were freezing, the snow melting through into a wet spot on her sweatshirt. She had a wicked grin on her face and as she shot out from the trees Skye whipped her wand out.
"Implexa pede!" The hex shot from her wand in a rope of light and tangled itself around Jemma's feet, causing her to fall face first into the snow. Skye laughed loudly as she jogged happily the rest of the way to where Jemma had fallen.
Jemma shook her head and brushed snow off of her already numb face, quickly realizing that she was on the ground.
"You're cheating!" She laughed, rolling over onto her back as Skye caught up. "I haven't used any magic." She stuck out her tongue playfully. She tried to stand up, but her girlfriend caught her in a bear hug and send them tumbling back into the white blanket that covered the field. Jemma could already feel the snow beginning to soak through her clothes and she shivered, somehow managing to also keep Skye on the ground with her, pushing snow at her face whenever she got the chance.
"You used the magic of your witchery seduction!" Skye shouted, trying to shield her face from snow with one hand and shove snow into Jemma's face at the same time. She was freezing cold and her clothes were getting soaked as the snow melted from their body heat, but she was not going to give up. Her superior strength won out though and she managed to flip them over, shoving Jemma into the snow.
"I get the shower first if I beat you to the house!" Skye shoved a last handful of snow into Jemma's face, and then an extra scoop into her pants and she ran away laughing, making a beeline for the house.
Jemma squealed because of the snow shoved into her clothes, but she was in no rush to beat Skye back to the house. She could let her have this one, especially since she wasn't actually losing anything. She could slip into the shower with Skye if she wanted to, she did have the power of witchery seduction, after all.
Jemma and Skye walked upstairs hand in hand with smiles on their faces. It had been another wonderful Christmas dinner, just like every year. They were supposed to be heading up to bed, and Jemma caught Skye yawning a little bit, but she wasn't going to let the other girl get tired just yet. She had slipped into the shower with the brunette like she'd wanted to, but just as the sex was getting good, Jiaying called them down for dinner. Her pent up sexual energy had been simmering inside of her the whole hour and a half they spent eating and talking, and Skye didn't even seem to notice. Jemma thought it was odd how Skye didn't mind that they hadn't gotten to finish what they'd started, or at least she didn't seem too agitated. The Ravenclaw was quite the opposite, if she got worked up, she wouldn't be satisfied until she got what she wanted.
When they entered Skye's bedroom, Jemma dropped the innocent facade she'd been holding up for Jiaying's sake and dropped her girlfriend's hand, instantly pulling her own sweater over her head and throwing it on the floor.
"Finally," She groaned, gripping at the thick material of the hoodie at Skye's waist and roughly pulling her closer. She moved one hand into long, still slightly damp hair and pulled her girlfriend closer so that she could plant a hungry kiss on her lips. She was starving, but it wasn't the kind that would have been satisfied by the large dinner.
Jemma couldn't get them to the bed fast enough. Her hands moved to slide under the taller girl's sweatshirt, gripping at her waist and even toying with the edge of her bra. She pushed the surprised Slytherin backwards until her calves hit the edge of the bed and they fell onto the mattress.
Like a predator, Jemma went straight for the throat, skipping her usual gentle phase and sucking a spot on Skye's neck, intentionally trying to leave a mark. She knew the other girl loved having them, she almost took pride in them. She was definitely going to be lucky tonight then, because Jemma was in one of her moods. She wanted Skye and she wanted to take her right here, right now.
Skye had been ill prepared to say the least. She was a little drowsy and was heading up to bed with her girlfriend, who she assumed was also tired. They had done a lot today, like play lots in the snow and open presents and cook a large meal and watch movies. Skye was tired, but it did not look like she would be sleeping anytime soon. She was falling back onto the bed before she could even realize what was happening.
Jemma's mouth, roughly on her neck, caught her off guard and she let out an accidental moan as a bright purple mark appeared on her throat. This was unlike Jemma and it took the Slytherin girl a moment to realize what was happening. Their time in the shower had been intoxicating, albeit brief. She had been peeved for a few minutes at having to be called down to dinner before finishing, but she had calmed herself back down pretty fast. She thought Jemma had too. Exploits forgotten, she had enjoyed dinner and found time to grow tired from the day. Jemma apparently had not. Her rare unicorn had returned to her, and she had been caught unawares.
"Off, now." Jemma ordered, breaking the kiss against Skye's throat to pull the girl's sweatshirt over her head. The brunette sat up eagerly, letting the smaller girl slip the material over her head and go straight for her bra. Jemma was experienced, it only took one quick movement from her hand to get the job done. The small piece of clothing loosened around Skye's chest, and Jemma placed a few short kisses to the top of her breasts before she continued undressing her.
Without even moving to the center of the bed, Jemma reached for her girlfriend's pants, yanking them down along with the girl's underwear. She was too impatient to take it slow and go one layer at a time. Her hips slowly started grinding against Skye's abdomen in anticipation. She forced herself to stop, but only for a moment. She lifted her body off of Skye's and stood up, shimmying her own sweatpants and underwear down to her legs until they were gathered around her ankles. She kicked them off and smirked when she saw Skye staring.
Jemma fell back onto her girlfriend on the bed and ripped away the loose bra, quickly taking a nipple between her teeth and nipping sharply before countering the action by letting her tongue swirl around Skye's quickly hardening bud.
"Oh, fuck."
Her nails scratched down Skye's sides and she stopped at the tops of her thighs, gripping them roughly and teasing her by circling her clit with one thumb. The brunette's gasp only encouraged her to continue, but now that she had Skye hooked, she could do whatever she wanted. She crawled over Skye's side into the middle of the bed, throwing back the blankets and sliding underneath them.
"Come," She said urgently, completely intending the double entendre. Sure, she wanted to fuck Skye right there, but their legs had still been hanging over the edge of the bed and without their clothes on, the room felt a lot colder.
Skye's breath was quickening, her chest heaving up and down from Jemma's work on her body and soft gasps were already starting to flood from her mouth before all of it was gone. The Ravenclaw was off of her and suddenly Skye was cold, the heat from her girlfriend's body missed, but the girl had started another between her legs. Skye could feel that she was already wet with desire, thanks to Jemma's quick work of her, and she was more than eager to let it continue.
She scrambled about, quickly stealing away under the blankets and moved swiftly to press her naked body flush against Jemma's. Skye's hands grabbed for her face, her eyes alight with eagerness, and crushed her mouth against hers, not waiting for the smaller girl to give permission before her tongue was forcing its way into Jemma's mouth. One of her legs wrapped around Jemma's, using it to pull her closer before her hands found their way to the girl's ass and gripped hard enough to leave imprints of her nails. Jemma had made her a needy mess and a needy Skye was an impatient Skye.
"Jemma, please…"
Jemma grinned, enjoying that she had so much power over the other girl. Skye's hands on her ass made a shiver run up her spine and she pressed her hips into the taller girl's.
"Do you want it?" She muttered into Skye's mouth between rough kisses. Their lips were already becoming swollen, but neither of them were about to stop. Jemma fully intended on making the other girl beg for it. She loved this desperate side of Skye, it contrasted from her normal dominant personality.
Slowly, she trailed her hand down Skye's stomach and slipped her fingers through her folds, which were dripping with excited fluids. She pressed her thumb against the brunette's clit and waited for the desired response.
Skye bit her lip, arching into Jemma's touch to try and relieve the need growing between her legs, but it did little to increase the pressure where she wanted it. The girl nodded her answer and groaned in frustration when her girlfriend still would not continue. This Jemma was not like the usual Jemma. This Jemma wanted to hear it.
Her hands moved up to the smaller girl's shoulders and grasped tightly. She bit her lip harder before she caved. "Fuck, I want you. Please, Jemma?" Skye's face was pleading and her breath coming in short frustrated gasps. Her hips were still moving against her, trying to get some friction which the other girl wouldn't allow.
Jemma was satisfied with Skye's plead, and she couldn't wait much longer herself, so she finally pushed one of her fingers into the eager girl, sliding in another when Skye moaned. They were still lying on their sides facing each other, and the position didn't give Jemma much leverage. To fix the problem, she slid her leg over Skye's body and rolled the other girl onto her back as she settled onto one of Skye's legs. Once they got comfortable, she slowly pulled out her fingers only to thrust them back into the girl beneath her.
She felt Skye's hands on her waist, but she wanted to have complete and utter control over the situation, so she gathered both of Skye's wrists in her free hand and pinned them above her head on the pillows. This left most of Skye's upper body exposed, and Jemma took advantage of it. She backed off on the biting and instead used her tongue to press wet, sloppy kisses across the girl's collarbone and slowly downwards. She could feel Skye's heart pounding against her lips and continued her slow descent until her tongue was trailing patterns in the valley between Skye's breasts.
Jemma's core was pressed against Skye's right thigh and she knew the other girl could feel how turned on she was by the slickness between her legs. Jemma could feel Skye arching into her, so to push her over the edge, she suddenly pressed her own knee against the back of her hand to add extra pressure and rubbed over Skye's clit with more force. Her mouth targeted the nipple that she hadn't given attention to earlier, and she knew her job was almost through. Both of their breathing patterns were erotic and labored as Skye grew closer to her climax.
"S-so close…"
Skye was both thrusting her hips to meet Jemma's hand as well as using her own hands on the girl's hips to help her ride on her thigh. Her mouth was open, head thrown back, moaning Jemma's name while her back began to arch. She could feel it. Just a little more. She felt a familiar tension tighten in her abdomen, about to explode, and Skye grabbed her girlfriend's hips tighter. Almost there.
"I made some of my special hot cocoa for you girls. Do you want to watch The Christmas Sto-"
Skye hadn't heard the door open, nor had she seen her mother standing in the dimly lit doorway with two mugs in her hands.
"Look at you two going at it like rabbits. When I was your age your father and I-"
"OH MY GOD, MOM!"
Skye fell. She fell hard and after she shrieked her hands were clamoring for the blankets, pushing Jemma off of her and against the wall under the sheets in the process. Her face was the color of a familiar friendly reindeer's nose.
"What? It's nothing to be ashamed of, Skye. It's perfectly natural to-"
"Mom, get out!"
The embarrassed brunette reached for the first thing she could find, and Jiaying quickly dodged the pillow. Skye didn't hear her last comments as the door shut. She felt like she was hyperventilating, and no longer for the reason she wanted to be.
Jemma wanted to die. She wanted to curl up into a ball and be buried in her grave, so she did the next best thing. She pulled the mass of blankets over her head and willed the burning in her face to subside, though she knew it probably wouldn't for a very long time and would reappear every time she saw Skye's mother for at least another decade.
They were definitely done for the night, after getting interrupted in the shower and walked in on in bed, Jemma was through. She wasn't going to risk getting interrupted again, and it wasn't like she was dying for sex anymore like she had been during dinner.
It was silent in her pretend coffin, and she wondered how long it would be before either of them said anything.
Skye was quiet for a while, her face too hot and her mind too jumbled to even come up with anything to say. They were both hiding under the blankets in the dark room, trying to shield each other from their embarrassment. Finally, Skye swallowed hard.
"Sorry, Jems…" She slowly lifted her head from the blankets, tasting the fresh air instead of the hotness under the sheets. She turned to look at her girlfriend and found her hiding too. Suddenly, she laughed, and set her hands lightly on what she thought might be Jemma's back.
"Jemma, come out now. She's gone! I'm sorry!" Normally of course, they locked the door, but they both had been in such a rush that they forgot.
"No, I am never coming out ever again." Jemma groaned, burying herself even deeper in the blankets and ignoring Skye's hands on her back. "That was so embarrassing." She added, slightly frustrated that Skye somehow thought this was funny.
Jemma only removed her head from underneath the sheets when she could no longer breathe because she'd used up all the oxygen. She poked her head out and rolled over to face Skye. "How much do you think she saw?" She asked, still red in the cheeks. They were never going to be able to live this one down. Maybe it would be a funny story to tell in a few years, but for now, Jemma was still horrified.
Skye shrugged, a small embarrassed grin on her face, "Nothing she hasn't already seen of me anyway. She did birth me after all...but she probably saw a lot," She grimaced then at Jemma's face, trying not to laugh anymore to upset the girl.
"Hey, hey its fine. Everyone's parents walk in on them at some point right? It's like, a teenager thing. Like a terrible awkward right of passage," Skye rolled her eyes and then leaned closer to Jemma, giving her a kiss on the cheek. "You'll be fine. We just have to survive till we get back to Hogwarts. Then we can spend the summer and all future holidays with your parents."
This finally got Jemma to laugh. She propped herself up on one elbow and let the embarrassment slowly slip away.
"While it was terribly embarrassing, this would be a very different scene if it had been my mum to walk in on us." She joked. She pressed a quick kiss against Skye's cheek before collapsing back onto the bed. One of the pillows was missing because Skye had used it as ammo, but they probably wouldn't need it anyway. Usually one of them ended up resting their head on the other.
"Yeah, I'd probably be sent to the couch...or to a hotel," Skye chuckled again finally. She hadn't expected it, but she did have to give her mom some credit. She was a bit unconventional. Well, more than a bit. The brunette snuggled back down, rolling onto her side to hold Jemma and nuzzled her face into the smaller girl's neck. Skye kissed there a few times, grinning, "So...is there any chance of that happening again? I mean the part before my mom came in?" She was a little frustrated now that adrenaline wasn't rushing through her veins, thanks to her mother.
Jemma rolled her eyes at her girlfriend and lightly pinched her side.
"Go to bed, Skye." She laughed. What had happened was definitely enough to kill the mood. After all of the events that day, Jemma's eyelids were finally starting to droop and all she wanted was to fall asleep in Skye's arms. "Merry Christmas," She remembered to add as she slowly drifted off.