Santana stood outside of Brittany's house, below her room, throwing small rocks at her lovers window. She had been standing outside for a couple of minutes and was getting very impatient. "C'mon Britts, just open your window. Where are you?", Santana whispered, under her breath. "Whatever." she said with a sigh, as she began to climb a tree, that would lead her to the roof of the house. "The things I do for love", she said aloud as she hopped off the tree and onto Brittany's roof. As Santana dusted herself off she thought to herself, "Who am I kidding, I would do anything for Brittany". The small girl approached the window and hoped to god that Brittany still left her window unlocked, like she always used to do just incase Santana decided to stop by. Right when she was about to push the window open, the tall, blonde walked out of her bathroom. Hair wet, wrapped in a towel, with earplugs on; she began to look for clothes in her dresser.
Santana pushed the window open and climbed onto the chair, that was beneath the window, into Brittany's room. The darker skinned girl slowly approached Brittany, who had still not noticed she was no longer alone in her room. Santana carefully took the earphones out of Brittany's ears and wrapped her arms around the blondes waist. She began to leave trails of wet kisses from Brittany's neck to the base of her right shoulder. "Mmm, San, what are you doing here?" Brittany silently moaned.
"I need to tell you something very important."
"What is it?", Brittany asked curiously.
"I'm..I'm yours now and you're mine.", Santana said lovingly.
"I already know that San."
"No, no I mean I want everyone to know it, I don't want to keep it a secret anymore."
Brittany turned around to face Santana.
"Do you really mean it? Are you sure? I don't want to push you to do anything, San.", Brittany said as she held Santana's hands in her own.
"Of course I mean it", Santana spoke with confidence.
"I promised you the world, didn't I? You just need to give me a little more time to get it."
Brittany, completely forgetting about holding up her towel, wrapped her arms around a teary eyed Santana, and whispered into her ear, "I am so so proud of you".
Santana hugged Brittany tightly and after a beat, realized the girl was completely naked. She took a small step away from the blonde.
"Umm Britts, I think you should put on some clothes."
"Why?", Brittany took a step towards the brunette, as a seductive smile graced her lips.
"Do you not want me?"
Santana blushed.
"Its just.."
"Just what?"
"I.."
"What?"
"When we...you know...do that for the first time, I want to be able to undress you."
Brittany grinned.
"What are you talking about, San? We've had sex hundreds of times."
"I know, but now it's different. We aren't going to bejust having sex anymore?"
"What do you mean? Why can't we have sex anymore?"
"Because, when you want to spend the rest of your life with someone, when you love someone with all your heart, when you want to share everything with them...", She looked right into Brittany's clear blue eyes.
"...when you want them to feel everything they are making you feel, you don't call it having sex."
Santana smiled.
"You call it making love."
