log: a little less conversation a little more action
Who: Santana and Lola
When: Thursday Night
Where: Lola's Hotel Room in Annapolis
What: Surprise!
**NC-17 Warning: For...you know, lady sexytimes**
Lola was ready to collapse by the time she reached her room that night. She stripped off her jacket and set it on the chair and was unbuttoning her blouse when there was a knock at the door. She sighed, thinking it was probably Allison stopping by to remind her of her busy schedule the next day. Not bothering to cover up, she pulled the door open. "Allison, I have the schedule on my- OH!"
Santana smirked and then frowned. "Do you always answer the door with your shirt undone?" She didn't wait for an answer and reached forward instead, grabbing the loose fabric of Lola's shirt and bunching it together. "Or is this some new development since you've gone wild out here on the road?"
Blue eyes blinked before her brain finally caught up. A bright smile broke across her face and she squealed, pulling the other woman to her. "Ohmygod what are you doing here?"
"Surprise," Santana mock-cheered quietly, burying her face in Lola's shoulder, her arms winding tightly around the blonde. "I couldn't go another three weeks without seeing you, so... Here I am."
She held Santana close for a moment, taking in her scent and the feel of her body against her, almost afraid that she was imagining it all. "God, I've missed you so much. How did you..when did you get here?"
Santana chucked lightly, pulling back only to look at Lola. "Like, ten minutes ago. I had trouble finding a parking spot, otherwise I would have been here sooner." She dipped her head, pressing her forehead against Lola's, breathing in until Lola's perfume hit the back of her throat. "I missed you too," she whispered.
Pulling back, she stepped away and let her eyes roam Santana's body. The formfitting jeans and tiny tee made her grin. "You look the same! Just like how I left you."
Santana's mouth quirked up reflexively, looking down her body to her toes before lifting her head and gazing curiously at Lola. "What were you expecting? That I put on fifty pounds and stopped brushing my teeth? Sorry to break your heart, babe. Also," she said, her smile now genuine, "are you going to let me in, or do I have to make a spectacle of kissing you obnoxiously in the hallway?"
She chuckled as she stepped aside. "Sorry, I'm still reeling from the sight of you and I am far from disappointed. I am...about to make a complete spectacle in this room by kissing you, if that's okay."
Stepping into the room, Santana let the door shut softly, her hands sliding around Lola's waist until the brushed against the top of her slacks in the back. Applying pressure, Lola's body moved into hers until she was close enough to breath in the air Lola was breathing out. "Lucky for you, no one else has to see you make a fool of yourself but me. And I'll be too busy kissing you to notice if you start flailing."
Her voice came out throaty as she moved even closer, slipping her fingers into the soft dark locks. She pressed her lips to Santana's full ones, sighing as she kissed her slowly. She sucked Santana's bottom lip between her own, nipping it gently.
Santana felt her knees buckle a little as Lola's fingers pressed against the base of her skull. She rocked forward, pushing away from the door further into the room, puncuating each step with a brief kiss, eyes still closed. When she felt Lola stop, Santana kissed a little harder and deeper, sliding her tongue along the seam of Lola's lips, trying not to groan when she caught a taste of lip gloss.
Lola whimpered in the back of her throat, feeling the kiss all the way to her toes. She'd always thought that Santana's mouth was sinful and after two weeks of not having it whenever she pleased, she'd missed kissing her more than she'd realized. Her lips parted slightly, her tongue peeking out to meet Santana's and moaning at the first swipe.
She felt Lola's body sag in her arms and managed to turn them around so she could sit, pulling down Lola with her. Lola's kisses always tugged at something inside of her that made her completely helpless to do anything other than to hold on and try and keep up. While her tongue slide into Lola's mouth, touching teeth she'd mapped out before, Santana's hands moved along Lola's waistline, taking advantage of Lola's shirt already being undone.
Settling into her lap, Lola trailed her fingers down Santana's neck, over her breast and down her side, unable to focus on any one spot to touch. She wanted to be everywhere and nowhere all at once, but settled for running her thumb over the soft cotton separating her from Santana's ribs. Their tongues danced together and she let herself get lost in the kiss.
Santana shivered as Lola's fingers danced across her ribcage. She inhaled noisily, slowly extracting from the kiss and moving to the corner of Lola's mouth, tracing an invisible line from her lips, up to her earlobe, pausing briefly to place a chaste kiss in the one spot that had Lola's body arching into her. She continued down, focusing on one area of Lola's neck for a few seconds before moving again, finally finding purchase at her collar bone, grinning into the pale skin when Lola's fingers tightened against her side.
Lola gasped, her nails biting into Santana's side as full lips moved along her skin. She moved her hand lower, lifting the hem just enough to slip her hand beneath. Her fingers searched for and found that spot in the middle of Santana's back that always made her thighs press together and wasn't disappointed as her nails scratched lightly and she sighed when the other woman growled and she felt teeth nip her skin.
When Lola let out a breathy sigh, Santana growled again and pulled Lola impossibly closer, feeling Lola's body mold around her. Lifting her head, she nuzzled the bottom of the blonde's jaw. "I love you," she exhaled, kissing the hollow of Lola's throat. Her hands moved on their own, pushing Lola's blouse off her shoulders, sliding down, her fingers toying the the strap of Lola's bra. "I love you so much."
If the air in the room was a little cool from the air conditioner, Lola didn't notice. All there was in that moment was Santana and she nodded, tugging impatiently and Santana's shirt. "I love you too. I missed you like crazy."
Santana smirked, feeling goosebumps under the tips of her fingers as she traced the line of Lola's bra. "Show me?"
Lola pulled Santana's shirt over her head and made quick work of her bra before pushing her back on the bed and moving to straddle her waist. "Like this?" She asked, reaching behind her to unclasp her own bra and tossing it on the floor.
Propped up on her elbows, Santana took her time letting her gaze travel from Lola's sparkling blue eyes to her mouth, lips pulled back in a half-smirk, down her neckline to her chest, lingering on the swell of her breasts for a moment before glancing back up, smirking. "God, I missed you so, so much. You're never allowed to leave again. Not without me tagging along."
Shivering at Santana's intense gaze, Lola bit her lip and nodded. "I would definitely be okay with that." Lowering onto her elbows, she pressed her lips to Santana's again softly, moaning as their breasts pressed together.
It's completely illogical, because Santana has a job, but if she could give it all up, she'd spend the rest of her life being in love with Lola Princhek. "I hope you would be okay with that," she murmured against Lola's mouth. Her hands ran up and down Lola's back, feeling every vertebrate under her fingers. Lola arched against her, pulling a moan from the back of her throat. She tugged gently at the waistband of Lola's slacks. "Get rid of these."
Chuckling, Lola climbed off of Santana's lap and undid her slacks quickly, pushing them down and stepping out. She silently cursed herself for wearing her unsexy, Fruit of the Loom briefs and not something a little sexier. She turned and reached for Santana's jeans, unbuttoning them and tugging at them until they slid from her legs. She leaned over and pressed a kiss to the patch of smooth, warm skin that was exposed by the lavender thong she was wearing. She caught the faint scent of Santana's arousal and grinned. "Mmm...you smell really good."
Santana rolled her eyes and threaded one hand through Lola's hair, propelling the blonde forward until she could reach Lola's mouth, her tongue sliding across Lola's lips, pushing past the seam of her mouth roughly. "You," Santana said shakily, pulling back only far enough so to be able to form her words. "Taste really good," she finished, smoothing her free hand across Lola's stomach. "Sexy underwear, by the way. At least I know that if you're opening doors for your agent half-dressed, you're not really dressed to impress underneath," she said, soothing the words with another kiss.
Lola half-chuckled/half-moaned into the kiss as her thighs slipped to either side of Santana's waist. She let her hands roam the familiar terrain of tan skin, memorizing it all over again before settling on full breasts. She kneaded them softly, rolling the nipples against her palms.
Santana groaned loudly, the noise quickly swallowed by Lola's open mouth. She pushed up onto her elbows again, rolling over until Lola was under her and then she leaned down, kissing the smooth skin of Lola's breastbone. Mouth still pressed against skin, she looked up at Lola, taking in the half-lidded eyes and the curve of her neck as she threw her head back, sunkissed honey hair splayed across the monotone hotel sheets. She couldn't picture doing anything else for the rest of her life but this.
"Santana..." Lola moaned as Santana's mouth surrounded her nipple, teeth scraping against it. The feel of a hand trailing down her stomach made her shiver and she groaned deep in her throat as fingers toyed with the waistband of her panties.
Santana grinned cheekily, slipping a single finger between the grey fabric and Lola's hip bone before withdrawing and pulling them down, placing a kiss against each inch of skin exposed as she painstakingly rid Lola of her panties. She snuck another look at Lola, shoulders pressing down into the mattress, eyes closed tighter in anticipation. Forehead against Lola's stomach, she lightly dragged her hand from Lola's knee up her thigh.
The first touch of Santana's fingers slipping through the copious wetness pooling from her core rocked through her body, making her cry out. They circled her clit torturously slow and then worked it between them. Lola hips rocked in a steady pace, whimpering moans coming from her as her fingers grasped the cool comforter of her bed in a desperate attempt to hold on to something.
At Lola's knees, Santana used her free hand to reach up, gently untangling Lola's pale fingers from the sheets, not bothering to hide the wince when Lola immediately latched onto her, twisting their fingers roughly until they were interlocked on the bed halfway between their bodies. Santana, mesmerized by Lola's facial expressions, twisted her fingers when she pushed in, using her body weight to pin Lola to the bed as the blonde bucked up.
Lola rolled her hips up to meet every thrust of Santana's fingers as they filled her over and over again. She ran her nails down Santana's back, scratching lightly over the muscles before her fingers began to knead them. She felt a thumb swipe her clit before pressing down as the fingers inside of her curled. They drummed insistently against the hidden spot inside of her and she bit her lip as she rocked her hips faster. "Oh God..."
Santana angled her wrist, sliding her body firmly against Lola's hips, feeling the rapid rise and fall and Lola arched to meet every give and take. She could feel Lola's fingers branding her lower back, marking her, as she pushed back against them.
If she'd been in her right mind, Lola would have been jealous at how quickly she was nearing the edge, but as it was, she couldn't seem to hold back the sensations building pleasantly in the lower part of her abdomen. She tightened around Santana's fingers and began to pant. "San...so close," she managed to pant out before it dissolved into a moan.
"C'mon, baby," she coaxed, exhaling in time with Lola's pants. "Let go," she whispered, lowering her head to press an open-mouthed kiss to Lola's neckline, nipping at her collarbone once, twice.
Nodding, Lola bucked her hips a few more times before her body tensed and she came undone, letting out a stream of expletives. Her inner walls clutched at Santana's seeking digits before she let out one final moan and relaxed, her breath coming out in short, hot spurts.
Santana felt Lola's body sag away from her, into the mattress, and she followed, eyes closed ad she draped herself over the prone woman, pressing erratic kisses on every inch of skin she could reach without craning her neck, finally finding Lola's bottom lip. She sucked it between her lips, biting down gently before sliding her tongue languidly across the open seam of Lola's mouth. "You're so hot when you swear in Spanish," she mouthed against Lola's cheek. "So, so hot."
Lola shivered and chuckled. "I guess it's a good thing my mom made us live with those migrant workers for two years when I was a kid." Turning her head, she caught Santana's lips with her own before pulling back. "I think I needed that, but I believe I made you the promise of reminding you of something. Instead, you reminded me."
Santana felt her face flush. "I wasn't kidding when I told you I missed you," she said quietly. She propped herself up on her elbow, still leaning over Lola, smiling. "I'd give you whatever you need, whenever you need it."
Grinning, Lola reached for the other woman, rolling them until she was on top. "Good, because right now, I really need to remind you of a few things."
When: Thursday Night
Where: Lola's Hotel Room in Annapolis
What: Surprise!
**NC-17 Warning: For...you know, lady sexytimes**
Lola was ready to collapse by the time she reached her room that night. She stripped off her jacket and set it on the chair and was unbuttoning her blouse when there was a knock at the door. She sighed, thinking it was probably Allison stopping by to remind her of her busy schedule the next day. Not bothering to cover up, she pulled the door open. "Allison, I have the schedule on my- OH!"
Santana smirked and then frowned. "Do you always answer the door with your shirt undone?" She didn't wait for an answer and reached forward instead, grabbing the loose fabric of Lola's shirt and bunching it together. "Or is this some new development since you've gone wild out here on the road?"
Blue eyes blinked before her brain finally caught up. A bright smile broke across her face and she squealed, pulling the other woman to her. "Ohmygod what are you doing here?"
"Surprise," Santana mock-cheered quietly, burying her face in Lola's shoulder, her arms winding tightly around the blonde. "I couldn't go another three weeks without seeing you, so... Here I am."
She held Santana close for a moment, taking in her scent and the feel of her body against her, almost afraid that she was imagining it all. "God, I've missed you so much. How did you..when did you get here?"
Santana chucked lightly, pulling back only to look at Lola. "Like, ten minutes ago. I had trouble finding a parking spot, otherwise I would have been here sooner." She dipped her head, pressing her forehead against Lola's, breathing in until Lola's perfume hit the back of her throat. "I missed you too," she whispered.
Pulling back, she stepped away and let her eyes roam Santana's body. The formfitting jeans and tiny tee made her grin. "You look the same! Just like how I left you."
Santana's mouth quirked up reflexively, looking down her body to her toes before lifting her head and gazing curiously at Lola. "What were you expecting? That I put on fifty pounds and stopped brushing my teeth? Sorry to break your heart, babe. Also," she said, her smile now genuine, "are you going to let me in, or do I have to make a spectacle of kissing you obnoxiously in the hallway?"
She chuckled as she stepped aside. "Sorry, I'm still reeling from the sight of you and I am far from disappointed. I am...about to make a complete spectacle in this room by kissing you, if that's okay."
Stepping into the room, Santana let the door shut softly, her hands sliding around Lola's waist until the brushed against the top of her slacks in the back. Applying pressure, Lola's body moved into hers until she was close enough to breath in the air Lola was breathing out. "Lucky for you, no one else has to see you make a fool of yourself but me. And I'll be too busy kissing you to notice if you start flailing."
Her voice came out throaty as she moved even closer, slipping her fingers into the soft dark locks. She pressed her lips to Santana's full ones, sighing as she kissed her slowly. She sucked Santana's bottom lip between her own, nipping it gently.
Santana felt her knees buckle a little as Lola's fingers pressed against the base of her skull. She rocked forward, pushing away from the door further into the room, puncuating each step with a brief kiss, eyes still closed. When she felt Lola stop, Santana kissed a little harder and deeper, sliding her tongue along the seam of Lola's lips, trying not to groan when she caught a taste of lip gloss.
Lola whimpered in the back of her throat, feeling the kiss all the way to her toes. She'd always thought that Santana's mouth was sinful and after two weeks of not having it whenever she pleased, she'd missed kissing her more than she'd realized. Her lips parted slightly, her tongue peeking out to meet Santana's and moaning at the first swipe.
She felt Lola's body sag in her arms and managed to turn them around so she could sit, pulling down Lola with her. Lola's kisses always tugged at something inside of her that made her completely helpless to do anything other than to hold on and try and keep up. While her tongue slide into Lola's mouth, touching teeth she'd mapped out before, Santana's hands moved along Lola's waistline, taking advantage of Lola's shirt already being undone.
Settling into her lap, Lola trailed her fingers down Santana's neck, over her breast and down her side, unable to focus on any one spot to touch. She wanted to be everywhere and nowhere all at once, but settled for running her thumb over the soft cotton separating her from Santana's ribs. Their tongues danced together and she let herself get lost in the kiss.
Santana shivered as Lola's fingers danced across her ribcage. She inhaled noisily, slowly extracting from the kiss and moving to the corner of Lola's mouth, tracing an invisible line from her lips, up to her earlobe, pausing briefly to place a chaste kiss in the one spot that had Lola's body arching into her. She continued down, focusing on one area of Lola's neck for a few seconds before moving again, finally finding purchase at her collar bone, grinning into the pale skin when Lola's fingers tightened against her side.
Lola gasped, her nails biting into Santana's side as full lips moved along her skin. She moved her hand lower, lifting the hem just enough to slip her hand beneath. Her fingers searched for and found that spot in the middle of Santana's back that always made her thighs press together and wasn't disappointed as her nails scratched lightly and she sighed when the other woman growled and she felt teeth nip her skin.
When Lola let out a breathy sigh, Santana growled again and pulled Lola impossibly closer, feeling Lola's body mold around her. Lifting her head, she nuzzled the bottom of the blonde's jaw. "I love you," she exhaled, kissing the hollow of Lola's throat. Her hands moved on their own, pushing Lola's blouse off her shoulders, sliding down, her fingers toying the the strap of Lola's bra. "I love you so much."
If the air in the room was a little cool from the air conditioner, Lola didn't notice. All there was in that moment was Santana and she nodded, tugging impatiently and Santana's shirt. "I love you too. I missed you like crazy."
Santana smirked, feeling goosebumps under the tips of her fingers as she traced the line of Lola's bra. "Show me?"
Lola pulled Santana's shirt over her head and made quick work of her bra before pushing her back on the bed and moving to straddle her waist. "Like this?" She asked, reaching behind her to unclasp her own bra and tossing it on the floor.
Propped up on her elbows, Santana took her time letting her gaze travel from Lola's sparkling blue eyes to her mouth, lips pulled back in a half-smirk, down her neckline to her chest, lingering on the swell of her breasts for a moment before glancing back up, smirking. "God, I missed you so, so much. You're never allowed to leave again. Not without me tagging along."
Shivering at Santana's intense gaze, Lola bit her lip and nodded. "I would definitely be okay with that." Lowering onto her elbows, she pressed her lips to Santana's again softly, moaning as their breasts pressed together.
It's completely illogical, because Santana has a job, but if she could give it all up, she'd spend the rest of her life being in love with Lola Princhek. "I hope you would be okay with that," she murmured against Lola's mouth. Her hands ran up and down Lola's back, feeling every vertebrate under her fingers. Lola arched against her, pulling a moan from the back of her throat. She tugged gently at the waistband of Lola's slacks. "Get rid of these."
Chuckling, Lola climbed off of Santana's lap and undid her slacks quickly, pushing them down and stepping out. She silently cursed herself for wearing her unsexy, Fruit of the Loom briefs and not something a little sexier. She turned and reached for Santana's jeans, unbuttoning them and tugging at them until they slid from her legs. She leaned over and pressed a kiss to the patch of smooth, warm skin that was exposed by the lavender thong she was wearing. She caught the faint scent of Santana's arousal and grinned. "Mmm...you smell really good."
Santana rolled her eyes and threaded one hand through Lola's hair, propelling the blonde forward until she could reach Lola's mouth, her tongue sliding across Lola's lips, pushing past the seam of her mouth roughly. "You," Santana said shakily, pulling back only far enough so to be able to form her words. "Taste really good," she finished, smoothing her free hand across Lola's stomach. "Sexy underwear, by the way. At least I know that if you're opening doors for your agent half-dressed, you're not really dressed to impress underneath," she said, soothing the words with another kiss.
Lola half-chuckled/half-moaned into the kiss as her thighs slipped to either side of Santana's waist. She let her hands roam the familiar terrain of tan skin, memorizing it all over again before settling on full breasts. She kneaded them softly, rolling the nipples against her palms.
Santana groaned loudly, the noise quickly swallowed by Lola's open mouth. She pushed up onto her elbows again, rolling over until Lola was under her and then she leaned down, kissing the smooth skin of Lola's breastbone. Mouth still pressed against skin, she looked up at Lola, taking in the half-lidded eyes and the curve of her neck as she threw her head back, sunkissed honey hair splayed across the monotone hotel sheets. She couldn't picture doing anything else for the rest of her life but this.
"Santana..." Lola moaned as Santana's mouth surrounded her nipple, teeth scraping against it. The feel of a hand trailing down her stomach made her shiver and she groaned deep in her throat as fingers toyed with the waistband of her panties.
Santana grinned cheekily, slipping a single finger between the grey fabric and Lola's hip bone before withdrawing and pulling them down, placing a kiss against each inch of skin exposed as she painstakingly rid Lola of her panties. She snuck another look at Lola, shoulders pressing down into the mattress, eyes closed tighter in anticipation. Forehead against Lola's stomach, she lightly dragged her hand from Lola's knee up her thigh.
The first touch of Santana's fingers slipping through the copious wetness pooling from her core rocked through her body, making her cry out. They circled her clit torturously slow and then worked it between them. Lola hips rocked in a steady pace, whimpering moans coming from her as her fingers grasped the cool comforter of her bed in a desperate attempt to hold on to something.
At Lola's knees, Santana used her free hand to reach up, gently untangling Lola's pale fingers from the sheets, not bothering to hide the wince when Lola immediately latched onto her, twisting their fingers roughly until they were interlocked on the bed halfway between their bodies. Santana, mesmerized by Lola's facial expressions, twisted her fingers when she pushed in, using her body weight to pin Lola to the bed as the blonde bucked up.
Lola rolled her hips up to meet every thrust of Santana's fingers as they filled her over and over again. She ran her nails down Santana's back, scratching lightly over the muscles before her fingers began to knead them. She felt a thumb swipe her clit before pressing down as the fingers inside of her curled. They drummed insistently against the hidden spot inside of her and she bit her lip as she rocked her hips faster. "Oh God..."
Santana angled her wrist, sliding her body firmly against Lola's hips, feeling the rapid rise and fall and Lola arched to meet every give and take. She could feel Lola's fingers branding her lower back, marking her, as she pushed back against them.
If she'd been in her right mind, Lola would have been jealous at how quickly she was nearing the edge, but as it was, she couldn't seem to hold back the sensations building pleasantly in the lower part of her abdomen. She tightened around Santana's fingers and began to pant. "San...so close," she managed to pant out before it dissolved into a moan.
"C'mon, baby," she coaxed, exhaling in time with Lola's pants. "Let go," she whispered, lowering her head to press an open-mouthed kiss to Lola's neckline, nipping at her collarbone once, twice.
Nodding, Lola bucked her hips a few more times before her body tensed and she came undone, letting out a stream of expletives. Her inner walls clutched at Santana's seeking digits before she let out one final moan and relaxed, her breath coming out in short, hot spurts.
Santana felt Lola's body sag away from her, into the mattress, and she followed, eyes closed ad she draped herself over the prone woman, pressing erratic kisses on every inch of skin she could reach without craning her neck, finally finding Lola's bottom lip. She sucked it between her lips, biting down gently before sliding her tongue languidly across the open seam of Lola's mouth. "You're so hot when you swear in Spanish," she mouthed against Lola's cheek. "So, so hot."
Lola shivered and chuckled. "I guess it's a good thing my mom made us live with those migrant workers for two years when I was a kid." Turning her head, she caught Santana's lips with her own before pulling back. "I think I needed that, but I believe I made you the promise of reminding you of something. Instead, you reminded me."
Santana felt her face flush. "I wasn't kidding when I told you I missed you," she said quietly. She propped herself up on her elbow, still leaning over Lola, smiling. "I'd give you whatever you need, whenever you need it."
Grinning, Lola reached for the other woman, rolling them until she was on top. "Good, because right now, I really need to remind you of a few things."