Chapter 1: I'm still loving you
Disclaimer: No Glee for me to own only to love and write for.
"Yeah Brits of course you can touch me there." I breath above her my hands on the bed beside her head. She lifts my shirt slowly, barely rubbing the skin of my body. I put my hands on each side of her face, and use my elbows to hold myself up. Her eyes, lingering over my body, all over me. I lower my lips to hers, she rubs her lips over my bottom lip back and forth before putting her tongue in my mouth. I moan in her mouth, I bring one hand down her body, rubbing it all over her. I slide my hand into her Cheerios skirt with my one elbow still holding me up.
Her hands stop moving in my shirt and just rest on my warm body. "San" she whispers "you are my first" I nod and kiss her on her neck. Her arms wrap around me, squeezing the back of my Cheerio uniform I don't even care about the damn thing. I leave my face in her neck when I insert my fingers into her. I can feel her body shiver against mine, I move closer to her. Her grip on my shirt tightens as I keep going, I go slow, because I am her first and I would never want to hurt her. "San" she moans, starting to buck onto my fingers.
"Brits" I whisper, I kiss her neck softly and lift my face to look at her. "Brits you are so beautiful" I whisper looking at her face, her eyes are closed, and I kiss them. She flutters them open and our eyes are right by each other. Hers soaking up mine, I kiss her making every feeling that i'm feeling increase for her. She taste like strawberry lip gloss swimming with my cherry one. It's a great combination. Her hand rub up the back of my shirt and squeeze. I speed up my fingers and she bucks harder. I can feel her tighten so I slow down and her hands lose tense in them.
"San" she gasps out, resting back on her back. I slowly fall on her, keeping my hand in her skirt. "I love you" she whispers I smile and kiss her forehead. She is the cutest girl I have ever seen, seriously. She is the only one I am nice to, she is the only one I love. "I'm sorry Brits but I really have to go" I say I know you aren't suppose to leave someone after you take their virginity but I really have to go. She frowns I take my hand out of her skirt and put it in my mouth. I taste her and she taste damn good. "But San don't you want me to do the same for you?" she asks, taking my fingers from my mouth and putting them in hers.
"Mmmm" she moans, sucking on my finger. I stare at her, trying not to convince myself to stay. "Sorry Brits" I just whisper and kiss her again before getting off her bed. I walk out the door to her house, realizing I know I shouldn't have just left but I am Santana I don't stay too long. Brits should be an exception but for some reason she's not. Even though she will always be in my brain. I just keep trying to leave.
I walk home in the cold, goosebumps forming trying to keep me warm. My heart is burning but it can't control my body. Harsh wind brushing against my skin seems like it's trying to blow Brittany's touch away. Why am I walking away, when I should be cuddling with her? Her eyes are probably losing the shine they have in them as I carelessly take long footsteps away from her reach. The palms of her hands are probably catching her warm, sad tears but I keep walking ahead.
I frown and stop walking when I see a wooden empty bench. I sit on it looking both ways but I don't know what I expect to see. I want Brittany. I frown as I look down at my feet that walked me away from her. You might say why can't you go back it's not that hard. And I will just say fuck you. But the truth is I might be afraid and I, Santana isn't afraid of anything. But falling in love with your best friend that is the same gender as you is everyone's fear. Why did it have to become mine though?
It get's colder and colder, freezing my thoughts. I just need some warmth I just need Brittany's touch. I get back up and hug myself to form some kind of body heat. "Santana!" I freeze and keep my back against that voice. The wind keeps blowing the sound to my ears though. "Santana babe please come back." I turn around slowly and the wind blows faster, ruffling my hair. Brittany is just a meter a way but it's too far. Her frosted eyes still travel their sight to mine.
Her hair is blowing behind her, she has no coat and she is shivering. So I run to her, fighting against the wind and wrap my arms around her. I won't let her be cold like me. I will protect her no matter how afraid I am. "Brittany let's just go back to the house." I say still sheltering her "Us?" she asks looking at me. I smile and nod she smiles back and leads the way back. I walk behind her with my arms wrapped around her body and my head resting on her shoulder. We walk through the cold weather keeping each others warmness.