And we're back!
Well, kind of. This is a series of one shots of Brittany and Santana's life in New York from the And it comes down world! But right now it's just a one shot.
I do plan on doing the multi-chapter sequal for the story but I'm still getting some main points together and what not. I also have other Brittana fics I'm working on : ) Just busy with work and with school starting back up…
Please excuse any typos; no betta : (
Santana took her ponytail out and let her curls fall free as she sat down on her bed. It was only 2 pm on a Thursday but she was tired, and she wasn't looking forward to going into the club in a few hours. She had quit being a Social worker, as much as she loved kids and helping them, she couldn't handle having a child's death on her hands. No matter how many people told her it wasn't her fault, she still felt like it was. So she took the opportunity and she and Brittany moved to New York that summer.
It was a risk, moving to New York when neither of them had jobs there, but Santana had a savings account for things like this. They found a cute studio apartment with two bedrooms and enough space for all four of them. Once they got to New York Santana auditioned to work at a local bar. The bar was famous in New York and was in the heart of the city; tourist came just to NYC just to see the bar. It was an entertainment type of place. There were singers from all over the country who performed there nightly, while Santana was a usual. Which meant every weekend she had to perform six songs, two a night. While on the weekdays she worked the bar and the tables. She made pretty good money.
Brittany took a spot at NYC University of dance, she got a free scholarship. Santana told her not to get a job because it would only add to her stress, but Brittany turned down her offer and found a part time job working at a local grocery store so she could help Santana pay rent and train fair and all that.
Santana's day had been busy, Columbia signed her almost instantly after hearing her at Brittany's showcase, but they had yet to put her album out or even promote her. They kept saying it was because they had yet to find a style to fit her voice but she was starting to think that it was because they just didn't know what to do with a half black half Latina singer. She had been in the recording studio all day, singing covers of other songs while the producers just listened and shook their heads. She knew things like this didn't happen overnight, she knew it would take time but she felt like they weren't taking the time to really do much for her.
Santana puts her head down on her pillow and closes her eyes, thankful that her shift doesn't start till 4:00 on Tuesday's and that the kids are out of the house. But her peace is interrupted by the door slamming shut.
Brittany's home.
"Santana?!" She calls as she drops her bag on the floor. "San! Santana!" She gets louder and as much as Santana loves her fiancé she really just wants to sleep right now. So she turns over and closes her eyes before Brittany walks into the room. "San?" She looks at the Latina and smiles. "You can't be sleep, it's too early." Brittany giggles and gets into bed as well so she can shake Santana. "Santana?" Brittany places a kiss on her cheek and continues to shake her softly. Santana can't help but smile as Brittany kisses her again. "C'mon," Brittany says bubbly, "I know you're awake, wake up!" Santana just groans inwardly.
"I'm tired." Brittany kisses her again before rolling her onto her back.
"Wake up." Brittany repeats, not losing a bit of the energy Santana hears in her voice. "I have to tell you something."
"I'm listening."
"Not with your eyes shut you're not," Brittany says and Santana finally obeys and opens her eyes. She can't help but smile when she's met with Brittany's grin. "Hi,"
"How was your day?" Brittany asks quickly and Santana chuckles.
"Obviously not as good as yours."
"Maybe-"
"No. what happened?" Santana asks sitting up.
"I'm just so happy!"
"I hope not because of another woman?" Santana flirts and Brittany giggles.
"Of course not." She says kissing Santana once on the lips. "Well, you know how I dance in the city after class sometimes? Just to make some extra cash?" Santana nods her head and yawns. "Well, today I was dancing and this guy…"
"I don't like where this is going-" Brittany raises an eyebrow and smirks,
"Speaking of guys… has Michel stopped flirting with you?"
"Not even in the slightest." Brittany pouts and crosses her arms over her chest, "But you have nothing to worry about. Now if it were a Michelle-"
"Santana!"
"Kidding. Totally kidding." The Latina giggles as Brittany's expression changes drastically.
"Anyway… he was the manager of New York Cities hottest, newest, and coolest dance club wants me to be one of the main dancers there!"
"Get the fuck out! Are you serious?" Brittany beams and nods her head,
"I even got his card! I just have to go and audition tonight but he said I'm a shue-in! He said he really likes me!"
"When's the audition?"
"Tonight. 9 pm."
"Tonight? At 9 pm? In NYC. No."
"Santana!" Brittany shouts "You work till 10 some nights in the city!"
"I have a car. And on nights that I do catch the train I can walk there and back with Brandy."
"B-but Santana… the audition…" Brittany starts to pout and Santana sighs.
"You've gotta stop that, Britt!"
"I wanna go!" Santana chews on her bottom lip,
"Well… I get off at 8:30 tonight… you can take the train and I'll meet you in the station. Then I'll go with you and we can drive home together. I'll call Katelyn and she can babysit Jackie and Bella until we get back." Brittany starts to pepper Santana's face with kisses as she giggles uncontrollably.
"Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you." Brittany gives her one last kiss. "And I'll do ten times better with you there!"
/
"How are things at the record label?" Brittany turns back to look at Santana and the Latina shrugs,
"They've been going exactly how they've been going since we got here?" she says sadly.
"Maybe they're waiting for a really good song to come along… just for you. A kickass song that only you could pull off." Brittany leans in and gives Santana a kiss on the cheek. "You just have to wait." Santana blushes and shakes her head,
"I know it's just… I want a single now. Even if I wrote my own song I bet they'd turn it down. I think they just don't know what to do with me…."
"Baby you're not the only bi-race singer in America; that's not why." Brittany giggles. She laces her fingers through Santana's and holds on tight as they get off the train station. "Good things come to those who wait." Santana raises an eyebrow,
"People who wait get left behind." The blonde scrunches her nose and pouts.
"You made that up." She determines once she can't think of ever hearing that saying before.
"So?" Santana smiles.
"So you can't do that."
"Why not? I'm badass aren't I?"
"That you are but still… it's cheating in this game." Brittany pulls out the address and looks up. "We have to turn here." Santana looks around, thinking maybe they're on the wrong street…
"Here? I work down here, Britt…"
"It should be right down this street." Brittany pulls Santana along the sidewalk, stepping around people and trying to get to her destination and ignoring what Santana just said. They are close to the bar she works at, but she hasn't heard anything about another club moving in nearby. "22531, 22532, 22533…" Brittany reads carefully. They continue walking but they don't find a number 22539. "Maybe it's this one." Brittany points to an empty location since all the other ones are restaurants or business buildings.
"Brittany…" Santana says slowly as she looks around the city. Everything is so busy and bright, but she feels glum and sad right now because something doesn't feel right about this. They've walked so far down the street that there aren't many people out right now. The street lights on this part are blinking, some burned out and no longer working. Brittany walks up to the empty building and looks inside the window, she squints her eyes trying to see something but there are no lights on. "Britt…" Santana tried again but Brittany continues to look through the window.
"It has to be this one." The blonde says,
"But its empty, Britt."
"Yeah I know but the club is new-"
"There's not even a sign up… or an audition notice, baby..." Santana says again trying not to sound too harsh.
"No!" Brittany suddenly shouts, "T-this has to be it because he told me. Okay, Santana? He gave me his damn card and h-he said that I was really good and that he wanted me to be one of the dancers. I don't get it…" Brittany says shaking her head. "He told me…M-Maybe I got the wrong address. Maybe he was so excited he wrote down a place where they were thinking about putting it?" Brittany says and Santana gives a weak smile and nods her head.
"Maybe. Call him..." Santana suggest. She moves closer to Brittany and wraps her arms around her waist and pulls the blonde closer. Brittany pulls out her phone and dials the number on the card but she quickly hangs up and hugs Santana back. It's quiet for a while before Santana finally speaks, "No answer?" She asks hoping it's just no answer.
"It wasn't a real number. I-It didn't work." Brittany stutters and holds back her tears. Santana tightens her hold not knowing what to say.
"I'm sorry Britt."
"I'm so stupid," Brittany whispers back. "I-I-"She tries to say something but she doesn't really know how to tell Santana. She doesn't want her fiancé to be mad at her.
"You what?"
"I ga-gave him $600." Santana's eyes widen and she pulls away from Brittany so she can look at her.
"You gave him 600- what?! Why?"
"H-He said that it was an a-a-ppli-cation fee."
"Brittany, that's a lot of money. No application fee is that much money!"
"I thought it was a fee like college applications or like… when you apply for apartments."
"Britt… No. Y-you don't pay that much to anyone off the street!" Brittany folds her arms and pouts.
"I'm sorry I'm so stupid." She cries and Santana instantly softens up.
"I-I didn't say that-"
"You were implying it! You were thinking it!" Brittany said she began to shake. She couldn't blame Santana for thinking she was stupid, she felt stupid. "I'm so dumb." She said as she broke out into sobs. Santana moved quickly, taking Brittany in her arms and shushing her.
"No you're not!" She repeated over and over in Brittany's ear. But the blonde just continued to cry. "Brittany, stop it!" Santana said. She pulled away to look Brittany in the eyes but her blue orbs were aimed at the ground. "Look at me." Santana said softly. She gently cupped Brittany's chin, "You're not stupid."
"Yeah I am. Who else would give a random guy on the street $600?"
"Baby…" Santana coos. She sits down on the curb and pulls a crying Brittany down with her. "Listen to me, okay? You're not stupid. You're not. You're…" Santana pauses. "You're hopeful." Brittany snorts,
"Hopeful. I'm hopeful?"
"Yeah. You're hopeful, and trusting and you give everyone the benefit of the doubt… you see the good in people." Brittany shakes her head and pulls her knees to her chest and continues to shake her head. "You take risk, Britt. I mean… seriously. No one would have taken that kind of opportunity-"
"Because no one is as stupid as me!"
"No, because no one is has dreams like you. No one has ambition like you." Brittany blinks and looks at Santana. "They promoted you your first week at the store because you had a great personality and because the customers were actually complimenting you. You're amazing. You see opportunities and you take it." Santana says softly.
"But Santana I gave him so much money-"
"Everyone has to learn lessons and everyone makes mistakes. This is your lesson to never give anyone money for an audition, not that much anyway. But this could have been like… a message from god or something."
"A message from god?"
"Mhm. Maybe that was his way of telling you that you should be a dancer at a club instead of working at a grocery store. Or dancing on the street for petty change. I just don't want you to feel bad about this."
"But I do. I feel so bad! You wouldn't have given anyone that much money! He probably wouldn't have even asked you."
"Probably not… but that's just because I'm a bitch and people can smell that a mile away. But you shouldn't feel bad… it's only money. You're not hurt so I'm fine. What he did was wrong, lying to you like that. But it's obvious that you're not the first person he's done this to and you probably won't be the last. Either way he'll get his and I want you to know that one day… a chance like this will be real for you. Don't think you're not good enough just because of this." Brittany nods her head and cuddles into Santana.
"Okay…"
"Okay." Santana moves her head and kisses Brittany's forehead.
"I'm just so mad! Why'd he have to talk to me, why couldn't he have just left me alone! That was all the money I had…" Santana wraps her arms around Brittany.
"I know sweetie. But you'll make more, and I can even-"
"No! Santana I told you, you're not going to do everything for me." Santana chuckles lightly.
"And I told you that we are equal Britt. I take care of you and you take care of me however that needs to be done."
"I-I just need like $70 for my phone bill… and my half of the rent." Santana smiles.
"Done." She gets up and helps Brittany up as well. "C'mon. I'll treat us to some Scoops."
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Scoops is Brittany and Santana's favorite ice cream spot in NYC. It's fairly small with black and white tiled floors and pink and black painted walls. They have every kind of flavor you can imagine along with the toppings to go with it. "Hi, can I get the biggest think of Rocky Road you have? With all the works. Banana slices, chocolate sauce, strawberries, whip cream, sprinkles, M&M's, resse cups-"
"Do you want diabetes with that?" The woman jokes and Santana smiles.
"Nope. Just a price."
"$10.00"
"We can share, right, Britt?" Santana ask. Brittany smiles and nods her head. Santana is holding her hand, she hasn't let go since they left the fake location but Brittany doesn't want her to let go. She likes being close to Santana especially at times like this when she feels down.
"Of course." The woman behind the counter smiles and takes Santana's $10 bill.
"Large Rocky Road with the works!" She shouts and puts the money in the register. "Are you eating here?"
"Are the girls okay?"
"Katelyn's fine, she would have called if Isabella became too much." Santana answers and Brittan nods.
"We'll eat here then." Brittany says.
"Great." The woman says. "I'll bring it to you, just go find a seat."
"Go find a seat, I'll be right there. I wanna see if I have enough to tip." Brittany nods her head and starts to look around for a table. Santana nods towards the waitress and gestures her over.
"Can I help you?" She asks.
"Can you put like three extra scoops of cookies and cream?" She slides the woman behind the counter another $10 bill. "I don't care how much extra… I just want her to feel better." The woman smiles and pushes the money back.
"It's on the house." The Latina nods and puts the money back in her pockets. "Let her know I hope she feels better… but with someone like you in her life I'm sure it won't take long." Santana blushes and waves bye to the waitress as she goes to sit next to Brittany in a corner booth by the window. They're close and intimate as Santana brings Brittany's hand up to her lips and pecks it a few times.
"I love you." She says. Brittany blushes deeply and chuckles.
"I love you too. I-I was scared when we got there…"
"Why?"
"Because I thought that maybe you wouldn't want to marry me anymore… not after that."
"Of course I want to marry! Nothing with ever change that."
"Promise?"
"I'll do more than that. I swear on my heart, I swear on my soul, to god above… I won't ever leave you Brittany. You mean too much to me. I already told you… everyone makes mistakes but I won't leave you for that." Brittany nods and rest her head against Santana's forehead as she kisses her nose.
"Thank you for not being mad at me."
"Never ever."
/
"I hope they weren't any trouble." Santana says as she hands Katelyn the money she owes her.
"Oh, Jackie wasn't." Katelyn says with a smile and Santana rolls her eyes. "Bella was fine she was just… Bella." Santana nods her head.
"Understandable."
"What did Bella do?" Brittany asks hanging her coat up.
"She's just so… she's like a little grown person. She knows so much. Sometimes I have to ask her to do things more than once, like get in the bath or come out of her room for dinner. To do her homework…" Santana sighs,
"Shit," She mumbles. "I'm sorry Katelyn."
"She wasn't that much trouble or anything… I've baby sat worst." Katelyn says and starts out the door. "Call if you need me." Santana nods her head and closes the door. She knows Katelyn's just being nice. Isabella can be a handful.
"Mami! Mommy!" Isabella runs out of her room and gives both woman's legs a hug. "How was your audition, mommy? I bet you were so good because you're always so good when it comes to dancing!" Isabelle starts to jump around in her onesie, imitating some of the moves she's seen Brittany do.
"The audition was fine." Brittany says, knowing Isabella has the same temper as Santana and figuring it would be better to avoid that raft.
"Why aren't you sleep, mija?" Santana asks. She smiles because she would pick her daughter up, but she's growing so fast and getting heavy. Isabella extends her arms, asking her mami to pick her up anyway.
"I was waiting for you guys to get home. Jackie's already sleep."
"Because Jackie listens to the babysitter." Santana picks Isabella up and bops her on the nose.
"I was quiet." The young girl pouts.
"Did you listen?"
"Sometimes…"
"You need to listen all the time, Mija. You're only five."
"I'm five and a half!"
"You're five." Santana says again. Brittany walks over to the two and gives Isabella a kiss on the cheek.
"The point is… Katelyn comes over to help and take care of you and Jackie and you need to respect her… she doesn't have to. She chooses to not hang out with her friends, she chooses to be here with you so you don't hurt yourself, so you don't get into too much trouble… I know you don't really understand but you should respect her."
"I do resect her." Brittany laughs at the mispronunciation.
"You respect her by listening the next time she's over here." Isabella sighs and nods her head.
"C'mon, I'll put you to bed." Santana says to her daughter. She turns to go down the hall but gives Brittany a thankful smile before she goes into Isabella and Jackie's room.
/
"I swear I'll kill him," Santana says in-between kisses later that night.
"There's no need for that," Brittany says softly. She lets her hands glide up Santana's sides and under her sleep shirt. "I'm fine." Santana nuzzles her head into the crook of Brittany's neck and starts to kiss the skin there.
"He hurt you." She decides. The Latina moves the soft hair from Brittany's neck so she can have more room. "I'll kill him."
"Baby-"
"I'll kill him." She says again. Santana starts to place open mouth kisses along Brittany's jaw, peppering her face with kisses. "And then I'll bring you his head." The blonde giggles and pulls Santana into another kiss.
"Aren't you sweet?" She jokes. Santana nods her head with a grin and kisses the blonde some more. She parts her lips just enough for her tongue to poke out and slip into Brittany's mouth. The blonde moans and wraps her arms around Santana's neck. She smiles into the kiss pulls Santana closer. The Latina pulls away again and looks at Brittany for a moment before she says,
"I'll fucking kill him." She shakes her head. "Just give me a description." But Brittany shakes her head. "I want to make you feel better…"
"Just be with me…" Santana nods her head and sits up just enough to pull her shirt off, and then she unclips her bra. Brittany smiles and bits her bottom lip. "You're really pretty." Santana looks Brittany up and down before she leans back down, hovering over her fiancé and smiling along with her. "Like… really really pretty." Brittany loves everything about Santana's body. She loves how full and round and tan her breast are, she loves how flat her stomach is and how soft her skin is. She loves how she has that little patch of pubic hair right above her center and how her curves are so subtle.
"I'm just pretty?" Santana teases. She moves her head slightly so she can catch Brittany's ear and starts to lick at it.
"No… y-you're more than pretty." Brittany stutters. She can feel Santana's breath running down her neck, giving her goose bumps.
"What am I?" Santana's hands slip down and inside of Brittany's panties and running her fingers through Brittany's folds. The blonde whimpers in surprise and her hands shoot to her side for support. "What am I, Brittany?" She whispers,
"Sexy." Brittany says without hesitation, "You, Santana Lopez, are very very sexy."
"I'm glad you know that." The Latina pulls Brittany's panties down and over her feet, tossing them to the floor. She kisses down, getting to the hallow of Brittany's throat and licking at that spot.
"I love you," Brittany tilts her head back, letting her hair fall over the pillow before she brings it back up so she can take one of Santana's dark colored nipple in her mouth. The Latina groans, she closes her eyes before she opens them back up so that she can look at Brittany.
"I love your mouth." She says with a smile. Brittany smirks and continues to suck, Santana's nipple getting hard as she sucks harder. "Take my bra off." She begs and Santana nods. She doesn't even have to look, Santana reaches back and unclips Brittany's bra.
Santana keeps her fingers moving, rubbing at Brittany's clit. The blonde is moaning underneath her, legs spread wide and feet curling. "I love you like this, Brittany. So ready for me." Brittany nods her head.
"I-I I am."
"Mhm, I can tell. You're so wet." Santana slips her hand down, gathering Brittany's wetness around her finger before she goes back up to her clit. "You feel so good."
"You feel good…" Brittany moans, "You're teasing me…" Brittany groans,
"It's hard… I love playing with your pussy." Santana smirks when Brittany blushes deeply at her words. "I do. I love to touch it, and lick it, and kiss it…"
"Santana-"
"I love when I go deep inside of you-"Santana whispers into Brittany's ear as she slips three fingers deep inside of Brittany. The blonde cries out and shut her eyes tight and she fists the sheets. "I love when you make that sound." Santana licks the back of Brittany's ear before sucking on the shell of it. "What do you want?"
"I-I-"Brittany stutters. She can feel herself shaking, feel herself getting close-
"Do you want me to sto-"Santana teases,
"NO!" Brittany shouts. Santana smiles and starts to pump her fingers in and out of Brittany.
"Tell me then." The blonde swallows hard,
"I just…. I want you. I want you to make me cum… please?" Santana chews on her bottom lip as she looks down at Brittany and nods her head.
"I think I can do that…" The Latina twist her wrist around, she stands on her knees above Brittany to get a better angle.
"San…" Brittany begs. Her chest is raising high, stomach muscles quivering as her thighs start to shake. Santana starts to pump her fingers in and out of Brittany. The blonde wraps her arms around Santana, linking her arms under her scratching at her back. "Santana-"The Latina drives her finger in deeper, curling them up.
"I love how I can feel you, Britt. Every inch of you-"She leans down, nuzzling Brittany as her breathing gets quick and ragged. "I love when I feel you cum around my fingers." She taps on that spot within Brittany, shaking her hands as she does so to make it feel better. "Cum for me."
"I-I am. God, I am… don't stop. Please don't stop-"Brittany squeezes harder, her grip on Santana tightening as she feels herself cum. It's like an electric wave, a shock of ecstasy that makes her arch up and into the Latina, whimpering and moaning into the dark of the room. "Santana… jesus-"Her body quivers and she can't decide to keep her eyes open of shut them again. "You're so- good! Ah!" Santana smiles and pulls her fingers out slowly, licking Brittany's cum off her fingers. "So sexy." Brittany breathes with a smile.
Brittany flips them over, pushing Santana down onto the bed and pinning her there. The Latina giggles lightly, "I see you have your energy back." She grins but Brittany just nods her head and leans down to kisses her. They're tongues dance and they're lips move together, they moan into they're kiss, loving the way they taste of each other.
"It's my turn to make you cum." Santana chews on her bottom lip and spreads her legs, welcoming Brittany inside. The blonde giggles and kisses her way down, past Santana neck, past her breast and past her tummy until she's face to face with her core. "You smell really good." Santana moans and throws her head back on the pillow. Brittany kisses her thighs, licking the skin there and spreading her legs much wider. Then she bites it gently, drawing a sharp hiss out of Santana. "You're really excited baby, you're soaked…" Santana nods her head quickly, desperately. She bucks her hips up slightly, trying to get Brittany to be where she needs her.
"Fuck, Britt… eat me out!" She begs and Brittany giggles.
"I will." Brittany teases. She goes back up, licking Santana's stomach and smiling when it jumps a bit. "You like this?"
"Yes!"
"Mhm…" She kisses the skin there, licking around her belly button and holding her down by her hips. With one more kiss, Brittany goes back between her legs and takes a nice long lick from her entrance to her clit and flicks her tongue up to tease her clit.
"Jesus-" Santana hisses sharply, she throws her head back some more, but lifts it up anyway to see a head of blonde hair between her legs. "Brittany-" The blonde does it again, licking long and slow and ending with a flick. "Britt- ah-"
Lick.
"Ahh!" Santana breathes. She moves her hands to Brittany's head and gently takes a fist full of her fiancé's hair. She runs her fingers through it.
Then Brittany starts to suck on Santana's clit, she sucks on it hard and loves the way Santana's hold on her hair gets tighter. Santana jumps and moans, Brittany can feel her pussy throbbing, she can feel her convulsing. Santana's legs start to shake around Brittany, but the blonde just spreads them wider, opening her much wider. Brittany starts to develop a rhythm with her tongue, making Santana whimper. Sounds start to escape her throat that Santana didn't even know she could make. "Britt…" She cries out again, "I want to cum." Brittany can't answer her because her tongue is licking away as she sucks. Santana starts to tremble and her stomach muscles jump some more. She grips onto Brittany's hair as her body arches a bit, "God…" The blonde's tongue starts to mover furiously, making Santana cry out, make her jaw drop and her eyes to roll back. "I'm going to cum…. Brittany- I-I'm going to cum." She takes her fingers and shoves them deep into Santana, pumping them in and out quickly. She can hear the sounds of Santana's juices begging to be released; she keeps pumping as Santana starts to scream. She grabs a pillow, to muffle her voice as her body arches some more. Everything around Santana freezes, her body grows weak and stiff but she can't stop screaming as Brittany's tongue works her core. Santana's eyes flutter shut, then open again. She watches as Brittany eats her out, her whole body reacting and quivering. Brittany's fucking her hard, and she can feel her body giving in. "Pull out!" She screams and pushes Brittany and her hand away as she cums. Her juices squirting out and onto the bed. Santana closes her legs, as she shakes and breathes hard. She turns on her side and trembles. She can hear Brittany laughing softly as she slips under the covers. Then she feels cover being thrown over her and herself being pulled close and brought into warmth.
"Good night, Santana."
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I have one more chapter for this fanfiction that I'm going to start working on. And then who knows : ) Please review and follow.