Someday I'm Gonna Be With You (Carmilla One-Shots)

Good morning, gentle viewers.

Tags: Hollstein, Smut, semi-public sex, Kirsch

"Carm, I have to," she tells the clingy dark-haired girl who's trying to pull her back into bed for more cuddles and sleep.

"Nooo," the grumpy girl grumbles sleepily as she loses her grip on the blonde and feels her slip away to the kitchen. It's like this pretty much every morning, Laura wakes up early to film one of her videos to inform... some people about.. some stuff. she's not really sure, it tends to change every once in a while what she intends to tell her viewers. Sometimes it's about her and Carm, and sometimes it's about what disaster is going on in the world. Today it's about some zoo animals getting loose and going on a rampage in New York.

She can hear her girlfriend talking in her upbeat reporter voice in the kitchen all the way from in the bedroom, and an idea springs to mind. Sadly, it involves getting out of bed long before anyone should ever be meant to. Nine in the morning. How droll.

"On the weather front today, we'll have some light acid showers on the east coast. Make sure to bring your umbrellas!"

Carmilla saunters into the room wearing just her underwear and walks up and leans against the island across from where Laura is currently sitting. The blonde falters in her rapid-fire news reporting as her eyes linger on Carmilla a bit too long; long enough for a smirk to find its usual resting place on Carmilla's lips.

She slides around the island top, her fingers drumming across the surface as she goes, and stops when she's just out of the camera's shot. Laura glaces over at her every now and again but, not surprisingly, keeps her report going.

"On the other hand, reports say that that the stock market is going up-"

Carmilla gets on her knees and crawls under the counter until she's in front of Laura's bare legs, happy to see the girl is keeping it kinda classy, being presentable only from the waist up. She parts her legs easily and hears a notable hitch in Laura's voice as she continues talking. Man, can she talk.

Not for long.

Carmilla usually spends hours teasing Laura until she's begging, but this time she doesn't spend much time on foreplay, deciding to change things up and give her cupcake a nice surprise for once. The involuntary gasp she hears when she parts Laura's lips with two fingers and presses her tongue flat between them was worth the change in her routine. She drags her tongue up slowly, changing the pressure ever so slightly and ending with her lips wrapped around Laura's clit.

The cupcake's hips tilt up into Carm's face ever so slightly, but still she continues to talk even as her voice becomes shakier and her sentences keep drifting off into nothing but whispered 'oh fuck's and 'keep going's that Carmilla listened and adhered to intently.

She sucks on her clit hard, and soon she's pushing two of her fingers (which she had dutifully made sure to not let touch the floor) into her as her hips twitch and her breath comes out in panting gasps, the video forgotten, but not abandoned. The cupcake leans back in her chair and moans out her pleasure along with Carmilla's name while she works her up surprisingly fast. At this rate Laura will be coming in a matter of seconds.

Her fingers move slow and steady while her mouth is fast, precise, and hungry. Nothing could tear her away right now, she was so focused on giving Laura all the pleasure she possibly could. She didn't even notice when the front door opened and Kirsch walked into the kitchen holding a metal pan, but Laura did. She sat up straight immediately and smoothed out her hair which she had run her hands through one too many times. The sudden movement makes the feeling of Carmilla's fingers inside her a thousand times better and she struggles to regain her composure.

"Hey, little hottie, I just wanted to come by and return this dish," he says, clueless as every. Thankfully Carmilla is hidden because the island isn't see-through in any way. Speaking of Carmilla, she still hasn't stopped trying to devour Laura, so she tangles her hands in the girl's dark hair and pushes her head back a bit roughly before she cums in front of one of her very good friends that she would very much like to keep being able to look in the eye.

"Oh, thank y-you, Kircsssh, who'd you get tha-t from, though?" Laura asks, trying her best to keep her voice steady while she can feel her walls clenching around Carmilla's fingers with her impending orgasm.

"Danny said you lent it to her a couple weeks ago-" at the mention of Danny's name, Carmilla curls her fingers inside of her and starts pumping them again, but faster this time, and somehow she manages to get her mouth back on her and was now sucking and nipping her clit roughly, but as quietly as possible. Laura, however, is overcome by her orgasm before she even realizes it and she nearly screams at the sudden onslaught, but manages to play it off as a weird Count von Count laugh while her thighs shake with severe intensity. She subtly leans back in the chair again as she leans her head back.

"O- ah hah hah, one dish pan! ah ha ha tw- two-" Laura's officially lost her mind. Carmilla mentally gives herself a pat on the back for that one, and runs her tongue through her folds again to lap at her as she slows down.

"Oookay. I'll... see you later then." He sets the pan down on the counter and leaves. For the love of all things Harry Potter Laura hopes Kirsch didn't realize what was going on. Her face flushes even more red at the thought, but that light and fluffy feeling overpowers her embarrassment while Carm cleans her up with her tongue and leaves a few soft kisses along her shaky thighs. She stands back up and gives Laura a lingering kiss on the lips before winking at the camera and then promptly going back to their bedroom to sleep some more.

Laura leans on the island top and lets out a shuddering sigh, "holy Hufflepuff."