Don't know what's happening to me
Main-characters: Santana Lopez, Sebastian Smythe
Pairings: Sebtana
Fandom: Glee
Author: I am unicorn
Rated: T (for now…)
Category: Romance
Summary: Drabbles about our new favourite ship… Don't try to deny it! We've all got the hots for Sebtana/Sanastian! #1: Make out session… Hmmm… ;) Prompts open!
Important: Don't claim Glee and the characters!
Hi, I recently started to ship Sebtana (I have no idea if that is their shipname…), so why don't start a drabble-fic about it? Prompts are more than welcome!
Since my English isn't my mothertongue, I'm looking for a beta who ships Sebtana just as much as me! :) Any volunteers? ("I volunteer! I volunteer as I am unicorn's beta for Don't know what's happening to me!" Hehehe, I'm sorry for quoting the Hunger Games)
Enjoy!
Lips on lips
"You know I never do this…" Santana breathed out, eyeing her enemy with narrowed eyes. But nevertheless, she licked her lips, checking Sebastian out from head till toe.
"Ofcourse not," Sebastian grinned, winking to let Santana know he was still into this. "I've heard things about you, Santana. Before you decided to hook up with only girls and call yourself a lesbian…. You slept with every guy from the football-team… Even that prude guy Finn… Am I right?"
"Unfortunately, you are…" Santana pressed her lips together, but moved closer to Sebastian instead, grabbing his arm. She could feel his muscles underneath it, and she couldn't help it, but her heart started to beat faster. Things with Brittany felt normal now, she didn't get those tickles anymore. Things she felt with Sebastian now. "Well shit, Smythe."
"I can feel your heart beat faster, Santana. And I bet it's because of me. That's nice to know…" Sebastian laid his hand on Santana's shoulder, sliding it down to her wrist, pulling her closer to his body, which was on fire, to be honest. He felt like his heart was beating out of his chest. He had never felt anything like this. Even his feelings for Blaine weren't like this. What was happening? He was gay, for god's sake, that was what made him special. That was what made him mysterious and sexy…
"Smythe… Just kiss me and we'll see if my heart will really beat faster." Santana moved her hand to the back of his head and pulled him in to kiss him.
The moment their lips met, it was like fireworks started to burst everywhere. Santana was the first one to open her lips and their tongues slid together in a delicious way. Sebastian's hand found his way underneath Santana's dress, massaging her thigh.
Santana moved her hand so she could slap Sebastian's hand away, smiling into the kiss. If Sebastian wanted her, he would suffer a bit longer before she would give herself completely to him. Because if she was honest with herself, this felt a lot better than being with Brittany. She didn't want to be an unfaithful girlfriend, but she really couldn't help her hormones.
She loved Brittany because of her innocence and her sweet face and dance moves, but it was never about lust. It was always tender when they were laying in bed together. Ofcourse there are happening things, but never… really intense, like they just set the room on fire.
So maybe she liked that hand on her thigh. That strong, soft hand who could please her like no one else could.
Later she would slap herself for it, but with a suggestive smile, while they were still kissing, she placed Sebastian's hand back on her thigh, but she would make sure that if that hand would disappear underneath her panties, she would make him suffer until it would hurt.
At some point they had to pull back, due to breathing problems. They stared in each other's eyes and smiled, because they both knew this wasn't just another hook up. It was against their morals. Santana was a lesbian and Sebastian gay, but now they would finally be accepted and not being stared at when they walking hand in hand with their significant others through the mall…
"Santana?" Brittany's soft and sweet voice sounded through the room, and Santana turned around sharply. She saw Brittany and red eyes, and she knew she couldn't turn this back, even though Brittany was stupid and believed much. She wouldn't believe this. She wouldn't believe when Santana would make up it was a mistake. Because she wouldn't only fool Brittany, but also herself, and Sebastian.
"Brittany… Let me explain. Let's go to your house, okay?" Santana tried, but Brittany shook her head and turned around, sobs already sounding, and Santana's heart broke. She really loved Brittany, but this was something she didn't want to end.
"I'm going back to Artie," Brittany hiccuped and disappeared out of Santana and Sebastian's sight.
"Well shit… That was your girlfriend and she saw everything?" Sebastian sank to the floor and hid his face with his hands. "What does this mean, Santana?"
"It means that Brittany and I aren't girlfriends anymore! She's dumb, but not stupid! She saw how many passion I threw into this kiss and that it felt better than I would think first…"
"It felt good to me too, Santana. And maybe I was wrong about being gay."
"Maybe I was wrong about being a lesbian…" Santana managed to get out and looked at Sebastian, who had sparkles in his eyes. "Don't get dirty ideas, Smythe. We'll see how it will work out from here… And we're doing nothing I'm not ready for, is that clear?"
"Clear…"