Author's Note: how's it going, buds? I decided to write this because I thought it might be a good story, that is, if I'm a good enough writer, but you'll be the judges of that ;) I hope you all like the idea of this fic and enjoy it, if you have any ideas for future chapters, feel free to PM me or leave a review, I'm open to suggestions and ideas.

If any of you don't know my other story, 'Wondrous Work Of Art', and you enjoy this, then please read 'Wondrous Work Of Art'. This story is G!P as you all read in the summary and if that's not something you enjoy then please don't read this. I am working on a g!P Santana story right now for those of you who prefer that to G!P Brittany and I'll let you know when I've posted the first chapter of that.

Okey, dokey my fellow fanfic lovers, read on!

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Chapter 1

The boat was huge. White, with the name 'Lucy' written across the side. Of course the boat was called 'Lucy', seeing as though that's Quinn's real name. It's obvious that her father would name his boat after her.

Santana smiled as a formally dressed man walked past her with a tray full of glasses of champagne. She took two as he passed her and handed one to Brittany when she turned around, noticing her blonde best friend already bopping her head to the music. As she handed Brittany the glass, the blonde immediately took it without even looking. Santana rolled her eyes at the blondes obvious behavior because of the music.

"Do you see Q anywhere?" Santana asked. Brittany looked at her and shook her head, wrapping both her hands around her champagne glass and bringing it to her glossy, pink lips, taking a huge sip, "B, why do you drink champagne like that?"

"It's a habit, San." Brittany said with a cheeky wink before taking another sip.

"A habit? Jesus, how long have you been drinking champagne?" Santana asked before taking a sip of her champagne.

"Since that time when we were 15 and we stole like, 5 bottles of champagne out of Puck's moms liquor cabinet." Brittany answered, linking her arm with Santana's as they made their way down into the boat to find Quinn. Santana laughed at Brittany's answer as they walked, "Do you remember that? We went into the forest, into that little cave thing we 'invented' when we were 6 and we downed every last drop of that champagne before passing out in the cave."

"Yeah, and when we woke up, you looked so confused and hungover, I nearly died." Santana said as she chuckled. Brittany grinned and glanced at her best friend as they sat on one of the couches.

"Mm, that was a fun time." Brittany said, bringing her glass up to her lips and sipping her champagne again. Santana smiled and nodded.

"Yeah, it was. Especially when Puck was freaking out over the champagne that just 'disappeared' from his moms liquor cabinet." Santana said as more laughter bubbled out of her. Brittany laughed and nodded.

"Oh, thank God you're here." Quinn said, walking up to the blonde and the latina who looked up at her, calming their laughter, "The boat just left the dock and I couldn't find you anywhere."

"Jeez, relax Q. We've been here for like, 5 minutes already." Santana said as Quinn sat down with a sigh.

"Wow, that's a lot of minutes." Quinn said sarcastically with a roll of her hazel eyes.

"Actually, it is." Brittany said in all seriousness. Santana giggled and looked at Quinn who was frowning.

"Seriously, I cannot believe you've only been here 5 minutes and you already have a glass of champagne." Said Quinn. Santana nodded.

"Oh, yeah. We plan to get wasted since the waiters aren't asking for Id." Santana said. Brittany whooped with her hand in the air.

"Yeah! Let's party!" She hollered. Everyone in the boat turned to look at her as she awkwardly waved her hand in the air, "Or we could just have conversations in fancy dresses and suits and be completely boring."

"B, you really should learn how to be formal. Especially for gatherings like these, there are tons of important people here." Quinn said.

"Did you seriously just call this a 'gathering'?" Santana asked, her eyebrows raised and her head turned toward Quinn.

"Uh, yeah. 'Cause that's what it is." Quinn said.

"No, it's not. A gathering is when a bunch of indians 'gather' around a fire and do weird dances. This is a party." Santana said, gesturing to the room. Quinn rolled her eyes.

"God, I don't even know why I even bothered to invite you." She said, putting her hands over her face with a sigh.

"Because we're awesome." Brittany stated, "And we know how to party."

"Mhmm, that's right." Santana said with a smile, looking at the serious look on Brittany's face.

"Praise." The taller blonde said, causing laughter to fall from Quinn and Santana's mouths.

"Okay, where can we get like, the really hard stuff?" Santana asked.

"In my pants if you rub me." Brittany said. Santana laughed out loud and then put her hand on Brittany's knee before downing her champagne.

"I meant alcohol.." She said, chuckling before looking at Quinn, "So, seriously, where can we get like, vodka or whiskey?"

"At the bar. But, the barman might ask for Id." Quinn said. Santana nodded and stood up, handing her empty glass to Brittany.

"I can take care of that." She said before walking towards the bar. Santana approached the barman with confidence and leaned against the bar, making sure the guy could see her cleavage, "Hi,"

"Hi," the barman said with a dopey grin on his face, "What can I do for you?"

"Um, can I just get 3 vodka and cokes?" Santana asked seductively as she gently rubbed the back of the barman's hand with her fingers. He smiled and cleared his throat.

"Uh.. Um, do you have Id?" He asked. Santana smiled and pretended to look in her purse.

"Oh... Damn. I must've left it at home. Do you think you could just let it slide this one time?" She asked with a smile. The barman smiled and looked at the tan fingers dancing on the back of his hand.

"Definitely." He said. Santana smiled and flattened her hand on his, running it up his arm.

"Thanks sexy." She said with a wink as he chuckled stupidly before getting her drinks ready. After the barman gave Santana her drinks, she smiled and bit her lip, "Awesome. Thanks for helping me out... Charlie." Santana said, sliding a 20 dollar bill across the bar, watching him nod while glancing at his name tag before winking and taking the drinks, walking back to Quinn and Brittany, out of sight of the bar. She rolled her eyes as she got to her friends, sitting down and handing them their drinks, "Boys are so stupid."

"Thanks San. What is this?" Brittany asked, staring into the cup.

"Vodka and coke." Santana answered. Brittany immediately took a huge chug out of hers. Quinn rolled her eyes and sipped hers, "Q, why do your parents friends have such ugly daughters?"

"Santana!" Quinn scolded.

"What? All I'm saying is I'd like to fuck a sexy little minx that's an animal in the bedroom, who's looking for a one night stand, not all the boring, ugly duckling nerds at this party." Santana said.

"Gathering." Quinn corrected.

"Oh, come on, Q. It's a party." Santana said, "So, seriously, do any of these old people have hot daughters?"

"No, San. No, they don't." Quinn said with a sigh before taking another sip of her vodka and coke. Santana rolled her eyes and looked at Brittany.

"You wanna go dance, tinker bell?" Santana asked, causing Brittany's eyes to light up. She nodded furiously and chugged down the rest of her drink, making Santana's eyes widen along with Quinn's.

"Come on, let's go." Brittany said, putting down her empty glass and standing up, holding onto Santana's hand and pulling her up the stairs and onto the deck where the music was playing. Quinn rolled her eyes and went to speak to her parents after finishing her vodka and coke.

Santana was giggling as Brittany pulled her onto the deck. Santana then quickly finished her drink and began feeling tipsy, along with the already drunk blonde.

Brittany smiled and pulled the latina toward her, grinding their hips together.

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They danced for a while, and somehow they ended up on a rowboat in the middle of the ocean, the Fabray's boat long gone as Brittany giggled.

"This is the most insanist thing I've ever done." Brittany said as she laughed. Santana nodded and started paddling with her hands.

"I wonder where everybody is." Santana said as she paddled with her hand. Brittany was laughing hysterically as Santana leaned over the front of the rowboat and paddled, ass in the air and legs spread apart.

"I think they're hiding." Brittany said, "I need to pee." She said after a while. Santana gave up paddling and lay down in the boat, smiling at Brittany.

"So, then pee in the ocean. It's all filled with fish pee anyways." Santana said. Brittany nodded and laughed as she unzipped her jeans and absentmindedly pulled her dick out. Santana giggled and covered her eyes. Brittany peed and sighed, her eyes rolling into the back of her head.

"That feels so good." She said as she sighed, "What if there's like a shark, and it like, bites my dick off?" Santana laughed and held her stomach.

"That's not gonna happen, B. Sharks aren't that mean." Santana said. Brittany finished and tucked her dick back into her pants, zipping them up and sitting down.

"Where are we gonna go now? Can we go to the mall? I need new shoes." Brittany said.

"Britt, we can't go to the mall, we're in the middle of the ocean." Santana said. Brittany laughed and shook her head.

"I totally forgot." She said. Santana smiled.

"I am so horny." She stated.

"Me too." Brittany said.

"Well, we could like... Do it. Like old times. Just once." Santana said. Brittany smiled and bit her lip, crawling toward Santana.

"You're still on birth control, right?" Brittany asked.

"No, Britt, I'm gay." Santana said.

"And I have a dick and no condom." Brittany said. Santana chuckled and pulled one out of her purse.

"I brought these in case you wanted to get lucky and you didn't bring any." She said, taking the condom out of the wrapper as Brittany pulled her pants down. Santana slid the condom onto Brittany's semi-hard dick and lifted her dress, taking off her thong.

Brittany smiled and buried her head in Santana's neck as she entered the horny latina who moaned at the feeling.

"God, I forgot what it felt like to have you inside me." Santana moaned as Brittany kissed her neck.

"You feel fucking amazing." Brittany mumbled as she put both her hands on either side of Santana's head while she moved her hips back and forth, "Wouldn't it be cool if I like, lived inside your pussy?"

"What? No, Britt, fuck." Santana said as the blonde moved her hips faster. Brittany smiled and gently bit Santana's pulse point.

"Does that feel good?" Brittany asked seductively in her drunken state.

"Oh, yeah." Santana moaned, "So fucking good." Santana lifted her arms and held on to the edges of the boat as Brittany thrust harder, causing the boat to move, "Uh, Brittany. Fuck me just like that, baby. Oh, yeah, that's it."

"You like this?" Brittany asked, pumping as hard as she could, "Huh, you like it when I fuck you hard?"

"Yeah! Oh, fuck, right there! Do that again! Hit that spot again!" Santana moaned, her voice almost high enough to say she was screaming.

"Fuck, I love it when you moan." Brittany said with a grunt as she thrust upward hard. Santana screamed in ecstasy and gripped onto Brittany, raking her nails down the blondes shirt clad back as she came. Her body shook and her vagina walls clenched and unclenched around Brittany's dick, causing her to shoot thick ropes of cum into the condom. Her hips jerked un-rhythmically as she came while the latina bit her shoulder.

"Oh, God, B." Santana moaned as she came down. Brittany sighed and stopped her motions.

"That was so good." Brittany said breathlessly into Santana's neck. Santana smiled and loosened her grip on the blonde as she pulled out.

"Oh... God. Jesus christ, B. I forgot how big you were." Santana said.

"Mm, I forgot how tight you were. I means seriously, like, whoa Denise!" Brittany mumbled, making the breathless latina laugh. Brittany giggled and sat up after gently placing a lingering kiss to her best friends cheek. Santana busied herself putting her thong back on while Brittany took off the condom, but stopping halfway as she looked at the tip. It broke. The condom broke. She looked at the latina and frowned before taking off the condom fully and tucking it into her pants pocket wrapped in a tissue that Santana gave her. She cleaned off with the other one and tucked that into her pocket as well, her mind swarming with thoughts on when the condom broke and, if she came inside Santana. She should tell Santana it broke, she should, but her feelings for the latina got in the way and she kept quiet, knowing it was wrong.

Brittany buttoned and zipped up her pants, sitting back in the boat and resting her head on the edge. She rested her right forearm on her forehead as the latina sat cross-legged looking at her with her head tilted.

"You okay?" She asked. Brittany nodded and closed her eyes.

"Yeah... Yeah, I'm fine." She said, regretting it immediately. Because she wasn't fine... She was the complete opposite. She was pissed off with herself. What if she just got her best friend pregnant? What then? I mean, she knew she always wanted kids and she knew she wanted kids with Santana but, what she didn't know was what the latina felt for her. She didn't know if her best friend felt the same. They were so young too. They'd been out of high school for 2 years only. 20 years old and most probably future parents to a little baby.

What had she done?

"You sure?" Santana asked.

"Yeah... I'm just tired, that's all. I think I'm not so drunk anymore." Brittany said, eyes closed and legs spread out in front of her. Santana smiled and nodded.

"Yeah, me too. I think we were just tipsy. And... Stupid." Santana said, "How are we gonna get back to the dock now? We're in the middle of the ocean." The latina stated, somewhat calmly for the situation they were in.

"I don't know. We can decide when there's light, yeah? For now, we can sleep. Come cuddle me, I'm cold." Brittany said, trying to busy herself with thoughts other than the fact that she and her best friend and the girl she's been in love with since sophomore year might have just conceived their possible future child.

God.

"Night Britt. Thanks for earlier. I'm feeling much better." Santana said, resting her head on Brittany's chest as the blondes arms wrapped around her. They closed their eyes and breathed slowy.

"Anytime, San. Goodnight." Brittany said, tightening her hold on Santana and pressing a firm kiss to her head to try and ease her anxiety.

They were stuck in the middle of the ocean, they had sex and the condom broke. What could go wrong next?

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Author's Note: I hope you enjoyed this. Please let me know if I should continue. It's pretty heavy days in this chapter for our girls. Like I said in the first AN, if you have any ideas or suggestions, let me know. I know this chap was quite short but the next one, shall you demand it, will be longer. will update 'Wondrous Work Of Art' as soon as I've finished the chap. :) love love love, hugs and snugs.