A/N: Well, I got a few bribes, and I am glad to announce a second chapter of A Frosty Surprise. I honestly didn't think I'd ever even look at this again, let alone consider writing a part two for it, but writing is weird like that, I suppose. Don't forget to check my bio for both a fanfiction author interview and a poll!
A Frosty Surprise
Summary: Joan just wanted a dance with someone after her and Pyrrha's big breakup. However, she got a little more than she expected…
Joan blinked her eyes open and for a moment she was surprised to see Winter laying in bed with her. It took a few moments for her to remember the events that had transpired the previous night between the two, but once they did a faint blush rose to her cheeks. She remembered how good it felt to have Winter thrust into her and claim her body, every inch of her girlmeat providing waves and waves of continuous nonstop pleasure.
Winter was still passed out next to her and she reached down tentatively to feel the stickiness that still pooled between her thighs. Her slender fingers came away sticky with her own fluids and she licked the tips of them to taste them. The slightly tart taste wasn't unpleasant and it rather aroused her. 'So…that's what I taste like. Mmm…'
Her tongue lapped around her digits and she let out soft hum of approval, looking at Winter's sleeping form with her lips curled up into a smirk. She looked so peaceful asleep, with her white haphazardly scattered from its elegant bun and now falling all over her face. The silky white strands were swayed with each gentle breath she took and Joan found herself being drawn to those soft plump lips.
She couldn't resist leaning down and stealing a quick kiss. Joan planted her lips on Winter's with a small smile, eager to see just what her reaction would be. The older woman let out a soft hum of approval in her sleep and she blinked open her cool blue eyes to see who was giving her the special wakeup treatment.
"Good morning, Joan," she murmured, her voice thick and heavy with sleep. She rubbed her eyes and started to return the kiss, her hands slowly roaming over the blonde's frame. Joan noticed that Winter was paying extra attention to her breasts, kneading them with all the grace of a Schnee. Her hands weren't dainty and soft; Winter was a soldier after all, a specialist in the Atlesian military.
But that kind of ruggedness was what started to make Joan's nether regions burn with a fiery desire. Heat rushed to her core with the same amount of intensity as it did the previous night. Joan let a soft escape her lips, the noise muffled by Winter's mouth on hers.
Joan's hands slid down Winter's wide hips until they reached what she was aching for. Winter's cock was beginning to grow to its full length and she smirked as the blonde started to stroke her off. "Someone's in the mood this morning."
"Around you, how couldn't I be?" Joan whispered lovingly, the two going in for another kiss. Their lips met again but with more passion behind the simple gesture, Winter cupping her face as they kissed. Her hand stroked her cheek and her tongue suddenly prodded at Joan's lips.
The blonde was only too happy to oblige her. Her lips parted to allow entry and Winter's wet tongue slid into her mouth, her powerful thrusts easily dominating Joan's own weak licks. The knight could only whimper in arousal and increase the speed of her strokes, her hand gripping it tightly. "H-ha~..."
Winter decided to return the favor by rubbing a pair of her fingers against Joan's sensitive folds. The very tips of her digits slipped into her moistening sex and the blonde moaned in response to the entry. This gave Winter the opportunity to fully dominate her oral cavern and show her just who was in charge here.
Their kiss grew hungrier and hungrier, all the while both women were pleasuring each other. Joan felt the first drops of precum leak from the tip of Winter's thick cock and the blonde removed her hands to sample a taste of her essence. The sticky fluid was slightly salty though not unpleasant and she hummed around her fingers as she licked them clean. "You've got a fantastic taste~…"
Winter removed her own fingers from teasing Joan, her pink tongue eagerly lapping up Joan's juices. "So do you."
Winter pulled her in for another kiss, their breathing getting hot and heavy as the two naked women began to feel up each other more and more. Winter's cock brushed against Joan's wet pussy, the tip brushing along the pink folds to lubricate it. Joan whimpered in anticipation and spread her legs for her beautiful girlfriend, eagerly awaiting the penetration that would surely come any second now.
Winter kept teasing her, running the length of her cock against Joan's entrance. "Are you sure, Joan?"
"Y-yes…" She nodded and blushed, kissing her. "I want it…so much."
Winter tapped her thick erection against her clit a few times before slowly pushing the full length inside.
Joan's eyes widened at the entry and she threw her head back with a throaty moan. "Ah~!"
Winter let out a few huffs as Joan's insides contracted around her cock, holding her close against her. "Fuck, Joan. Even though we had sex last night, you're still so tight for me."
Joan responded by pressing herself against Winter's crotch, making sure that she was taking every bit of her. "Fuck me~."
Winter gave her a predatory grin and the blonde suppressed a delighted shiver. She was going to get exactly what she wished for.
Winter's hips began to slam against her perky rear, drawing out a series of loud moans from the two of them. It was simply incredible how effortlessly she slipped in without meeting any kind of resistance and she felt Winter's hands on her hips to keep her steady.
It felt so damned good to be filled repeatedly over and over again. After a few quick thrusts, Joan's body once again grew accustomed to her girth and she was able to take the full length of her without a problem. "H-harder~!"
She felt Winter's lips meet the tender skin of her neck and the blonde moaned louder as she began to suckle on it, leaving bright red hickeys to show that she had been taken. She shivered as Winter's teeth lightly grazed her and she couldn't help but feel more aroused at the thought of someone either catching her in the act or noticing the pale marks.
Her sex burned with an uncontrollable heat and she let out a weak cry as Winter's hard cock thoroughly explored the moist cavern it was now inside. Her slick walls accommodated her well and Joan grinded her hips further back to take it. She was in complete heaven as Winter's body mashed together with hers, filling her to the brim.
The blonde looked backed at her as she continued to thrust into her, their bodies getting slick with sweat and their juices as they savored their love making.
Joan came first, letting out a shrill scream while she tightened and shook uncontrollably around her girlfriend's length. Her moan was muffled at the end as Winter's lips came down onto hers, Joan's hips bucking up a few times as she rode it out.
Winter merely smirked at her and gave her right breast a hearty squeeze, showing no signs of slowing down anytime soon. Joan let out a weak whine of protest as Winter pulled half of her length out of her dripping sex to tease her, trying to give the best glare she could muster. "Winterrrrrr. Don't tease me~."
The white haired woman licked her lips and began moving her hips again to pleasure her. Joan could feel her starting to pulse and throb inside her and she knew that her release was rapidly approaching.
"Fuck, Joan, you're so damned tight around me," Winter groaned out, pushing every bit of her hard cock. It started to grow tight and she let out a loud groan of pleasure as she shoved her girlmeat all the way in and came.
Joan gasped out as the sudden warmth flooded her core, threatening to send her over the edge again. She shook as Winter kept her cock buried inside her as she came, rope after rope of thick creamy spunk spilling into her eagerly waiting sex.
Both women blushed heavily as they panted for breath, Winter pulling her softening cock out with a loud wet pop. The blonde felt the sticky liquid dripping out of her and she panted heavily, reaching down between her legs. "Y-you know…I'm not on birth control." 'I probably should have told her that earlier. Fuck me I'm an idiot sometimes.'
"In that case then, we better hope that today is a safe day for you." Winter scratched the back of her head with an awkward chuckle, looking at her load dripping out of Joan. "Otherwise, we'll have one hell of a problem. You are training to be a huntress, after all. Impossible for you to do that if you become pregnant."
"I know." Joan couldn't help but think of what would happen if she did end up pregnant. It would spell certain doom for her dream of wanting to be a legendary hero like her father Siegfried. But she couldn't help but feel as though she didn't really want to become a huntress at the same time. 'Do I really want to be one? Or is it just some dumb childhood fantasy that I'm beginning to grow out of?'
She wasn't really sure what she should do, but she could think of a few people who might be willing to talk to her about it. 'I'll ask Ren and Nora about it later.'
"Take all the time you need, Joan," Winter said calmly, stroking her cheek and kissing her lightly. "Just know that whatever choice you make, I'll be there for you."
"You…you mean it?" Joan asked hopefully.
"Of course." Winter smiled and motioned to their clothes lying haphazardly on the floor in a messy pile. "Perhaps though we should get dressed though. I imagine your team will be wondering where you ran off to."
"Meh, probably." Joan shrugged and gave her a sly grin as she found her clothes from the previous night, getting dressed. "Or there's the chance I already sent them a message saying I would be busy for the night." 'I'm sure Ren already told Nora not to bother us. Pyrrha, I'm not too sure.'
A nervous feeling settled in her stomach and she pulled her hair back while Winter got dressed. She wasn't sure how she would talk to Pyrrha, especially since less than twenty four hours ago she was bawling her eyes out about their breakup.
She shook her head, taking a deep breath to try and calm her racing nerves. She didn't hate Pyrrha at all, but she didn't want to make their situation any more awkward than it already was. 'No, we can talk about it later. Right now, I just want to focus and enjoy the little things, like being with someone else who has suffered rejection.'
Joan smiled and walked over to Winter, the older woman tying her hair back up into the elegant bun with all the fluid grace befitting of her last name. "Hey, Winter? I want to tell you something."
"What's that?"
"I love you."
Winter's blue eyes widened and she turned to meet Joan with a tender kiss, the two pulling the other in for a gentle embrace. "You know…you're the first person to ever say that to me. I love you too, Joan."
A soft knock sounded on the door and the two turned to see Pyrrha enter the room. The redhead was looking down at the ground awkwardly, shuffling back and forth uncomfortably. "Joan…I wanted to tell you…I'm sorry. I'm sorry I broke your heart. I was just so afraid I'd hurt you."
"Pyrrha…" Joan walked over to her partner and gave her a hug, rubbing her back. "I know. I know all that already. You told me that you couldn't make me happy, and I was upset at it. But I know why you did it. And you know something? I don't hate you for it. You just want me to be happy, right?"
"Right."
"Then mission accomplished, Pyrrha. You put me on a path to be happy with someone." The blonde gestured to Winter, the white haired woman standing quietly. "Thanks. For not just being a good teammate, but for being the best friend I've ever had."
"Thanks, Joan." Pyrrha wiped her eyes, giving her a smile. "As long as you're happy, then I guess I can be, too. Just try to keep it down next time, will you? Nora recorded the entire night you two had."
"Goddammit Nora."
Even though she was now dating Weiss's big sister, some things were never going to change for Joan Arc of Team JNPR.
A/N: Phew…done. It took a few days, but it's here. Remember to check out the poll question on my bio, and until next time!
-DPLxStrife signing off
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