Title: The First Kiss

Author: Stargirl888

Word Count: Approx 600

Spoilers: None

Pairing: Brittany/Santana

Rating: T

WARNINGS: None

Summary: Brittany and Santana's first kiss

A/N: So this is for simplelyric who placed the winning bid on my offer of a short fic over at the Queensland Flood Relief Auction and requested it be on Brittany and Santana's first kiss – hope this is what you were looking for.

A/N2: This may become a verse of various brittana 'Firsts' so let me know of any firsts you'd like to see - I will definitely be writing the first time they have sex sometime soon.

A/N3: Thanks to my beta, and as always, please review and let me know your thoughts.

Santana felt her skin prickle as she sensed the tall dancers eyes on her while Kristen Stewart demanded her vampire boyfriend kiss her on the screen before them. Glancing over to where her friend was sitting curled up on the opposite side of the couch she raised a perfectly sculpted eyebrow in question as she took in the girls thoughtful expression.

"Kiss me." Brittany said quietly, repeating Kristen's words and not breaking eye contact, making it sound like a demand instead of a request.

"What?" Santana asked, taken aback. Brittany shifted so that she was sitting on her knees facing her.

"Kiss me." Brittany repeated, watching Santana with a quiet intensity that set the other girls mind racing with the implications of her words, it was obvious that this was more than a simple request for a kiss. Santana moved so that she was mimicking the other girls position, their knees barely touching, and for the first time in a long time she felt nervous under Brittany's gaze.

"Why?"

"Why not?" Brittany husked as she leant forward to lightly brush her best friends lips with her own, pausing for a moment before deepening it into a full kiss when she wasn't pushed away.

Santana's mind went blank with the first contact, unable to register anything other than the feel of soft lips against her own and it took her a second to realise that she should be doing more than just sitting there, so she cautiously began respond. This kiss, unlike the majority she had experienced thus far in her life was not hurried with the anticipation of more to come, with both of them content with taking the time to simply enjoy the new sensations.

After a few minutes Brittany moved to straddle Santana's legs, gently pushing her to lay back before crawling on top of her, and that was new for Santana too – laying beneath a lithe, toned, feminine body and she was surprised to find she preferred this to being on top of the muscular footballers she was used to. The blonds hair fell forward to tickle Santana's cheeks, her breath coming out in small pants as Brittany took to suckling gently on her neck, the citrus smell of her shampoo enveloping the other girl in the familiar scent as she lost herself to the sensations.

Moving back to her lips Brittany gave her one last kiss before breaking apart.

"Well, that was nice." She murmured against the latina's lips before sitting back up, and Santana shivered slightly as the warm comforting weight of the other girls body was removed. A piercing shriek echoing from the tv drawing their attention away from each other and back to their surroundings as they glanced over at the screen.

Realising a moment later that she was still lying between Brittany's legs Santana moved to sit up and Brittany climbed off her, going back to resume her earlier position curled up on the other side of the couch, her eyes still resting absently on the television though it was clear she wasn't really watching.

"So what does this mean?" Santana asked after a moment, confused by the sudden whirlwind of emotion that the kiss had unleashed. Her words broke Brittany's revere and the blond shook her head slightly as though to clear it and glanced back over to her.

"It means that kissing each other is fun and we should do it more often." Brittany shrugged simply as though that was all there was to it.

Santana just nodded mutely, embarrassed to admit how much more it had meant to her.

"But San," Brittany added, her tone low and serious, "don't get feelings involved. It's fun, but that's all there is to it."

"Okay." She agreed quietly, though Brittany had already turned her attention back to the screen.