You're fucking annoyed. You can't stay in this house a second longer. You moved back to Lima not even a week ago and you're already tired. Plus, she's yelling at you and you can't take it anymore.

"We are not done talking Santana." She yells.

You snort and you can see her face change. You didn't think she could get angrier, but she does.

"We won't until I say so. We have important issues to discuss."

You know she would keep talking unless you got out, so you do. You open the door and you can hear her screaming until you reach your car, but you don't open it. Instead you decide to walk a little. As usual, she doesn't follow you… thank God! She's so annoying sometimes. She wasn't used to be like that when you met her at McKinley but now, almost eleven years later, she seems a different person. You're both adults now, but you think she's being overdramatic. Every adult in the world goes through what you've been through, but to you it seems like she thinks you're the only ones.

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Fifteen minutes later you're walking through the door of the "Bar Tender", the only bar in Lima. You used to go to bigger ones back in LA, but now that you're back in your hometown you have no choice.

You approach the bartender with an annoyed look, hoping he won't try to hit on you and order a Tequila. When you turn back to get a look at the place you're surprised to see a dance floor. Better than you imagined you think, happy that you'll even be able to dance tonight.

"Here's your drink baby."

You groan at his lame attempt to please you and, mumbling a thank you you head the dance floor. Even if it is Sunday night you think the bar is pretty crowded. People are dancing like there's no tomorrow, probably trying to pick somebody up. You smile, because you haven't had a drive by in years and, if you wanted to have one, you wouldn't even need to dance. You're hot and you know that. That's why, when you spot an equally hot blonde all by herself, you put on your best evil smirk and you get close to her. Not after drinking up your Tequila.

"All by yourself?" You ask her, placing your elbow on the table in front of her.

She lifts her head to look at you and you're speechless. She has got the most beautiful eyes you've ever seen. They're a shade of blue you didn't even think existed.

"Uhm… Yeah. I used to be here with someone but he left."

You glance down at the seat next to her and when she nods you sit.

"Oh, that's a shame." You tell her with sad eyes. Actually, you're pretty ecstatic that that someone left, but you don't want her to know that. "May I buy you a drink?" You ask her with your best seductive smile. You want her to be yours tonight and you're ready to do anything to make that happen.

"Uh… I don't know… I mean, yes please." After the initial embarrassment she accepts your offer and you smile internally.

Lopez 1 – Stranger 0.

"So, what would you like?" You ask.

"I'll take the same as you." She answers shyly.

"Are you sure you can handle Tequila?" You ask, leaning closer to her until your thighs are brushing hers. She jumps a little.

"Who do you think I am? A baby girl?" She answers more securely and, by the way she looks at you, your goal might be easier to reach than you thought. So you decide to be bold.

"Of course not. You seem to be grown up pretty well. Plus, the more you drink the less shy you are going to be. Am I right?" You say, winking at her.

"Oh, trust me, I'm anything but shy."

"Well, good for me. Let me order our drinks and I'll be back." You say smiling. This is going to end well you say to yourself while heading the counter.

"Two more." You say to the same guy, unable to hide your grin.

A couple seconds later you have your drinks and you head back to the blonde, swinging your hips in front of her.

"There you go gorgeous." You say placing your drink in front of her and then you drink yours in one sip. You're pretty tipsy already, but you like it that way.

"Woo… slow down. You're going to throw up if you keep drinking like that." She utters.

"You don't know who you're talking to." You say, sitting next to her and placing one of your hands on her wrist.

"Oh, don't I?"

"You definitely don't." You answer, while your hand starts stroking her arm gently. You don't avert your gaze even when she drinks and it is in that right moment that you realize that she also has wonderful lips. You imagine what she could do to you with those lips…

"So tell me. Who are you?" She demands, licking the extra Tequila from her lips.

All you can think about is her tongue. You wish you could taste it. You wish it could taste you.

"Excuse me?" She brings you back to reality. "Are you going to tell me who you are?"

"I'm Santana. Pleasured to meet you…"

"Brit… Britney."

"What a wonderful name. It totally reflects your perfection." You tell her.

"Are you this flirty with everyone?" She asks giggling.

"Only with people who deserve it."

"Oh. And do I deserve it?" She asks, coming closer to you.

Your faces are only inches apart and you can smell her scent. It is so good.

"You definitely do." You answer, determined to close the gap between you. So you lean closer and closer and she doesn't move. You think she's ok with you kissing her, so you keep going.

When you can feel her breath on you she stands up, linking her fingers with yours.

You frown. What the fuck is she doing?

She probably senses your disappointment, because she tells you she just wants to dance for a while.

"Uh. I'm not very good at that." You answer.

"Me either." She scrolls her shoulders. "Come on. It will be fun." She smiles at you and you know you can't say no to her.

"Alright. But I won't dance more than ten minutes, just for you to know." You say, while she's already pulling you towards the dance floor.

Your fingers are linked until you reach a spot she likes, then she places herself in front of you, looking at you with a seductive smile. You think you could die. You even think you're too drunk and this is just a dream but when she places her arms around your neck, you know her scent and her touch are too real to be a figment of your imagination.

You place your hands on her hips and with your thumbs you can feel her abs. They're so hard and toned and you have to squeeze your thighs since you feel your arousal getting extremely high. You've always loved abs and she's like the abs goddess. This must be your lucky night.

You recall what happened at home. Quinn was so angry. But when the blond in front of you starts swaying her hips and brings you closer to her you forget everything.

She said she wasn't good at dancing but she's freaking amazing.

"You said you weren't good at dancing." You tell her, your nose brushing her cheek. You two are so close to eachother.

"I might have lied." She confesses and you can feel her smirk growing.

"Now that's what I call playing dirty." You tell her.

"Oh, I like to play dirty. Especially when the dirt is whipped cream."

You freeze. Is she flirting with you so unashamedly? You move your head to get to look at her and her eyes are catlike. You like it.

"Oh, do you?" You ask her winking.

"I think you got it wrong you nasty girl. I meant I like to lick it and suck it from sweets." She says innocently, but you know what she's doing.

"Oh, sorry for the misunderstanding."

"Don't worry, but you have to know that when I see some I make sure to lick it all." She says.

You grip her hips harder and you almost moan at what she's implying. You want to grab her, take her somewhere secluded and fuck her sensless. But you want to play her game a little bit more.

"Poor sweets… I bet they shiver everytime they hear your name."

"I never heard any complaints. And, concerning the name, they usually have some trouble at screaming it."

You want to die. She's literally killing you. She's being subtle, but you both know where she'd like to lick whipped cream from. And you want that too.

"You sweets maniac." You tell her, poking her shoulder.

She brings you closer and now your noses are brushing.

"Don't tell me you don't like sweets." She says, her eyes are piercing yours.

"I do. And I like licking and sucking as well." You tell her and now you can feel one of her hands behind your back. She brings you closer than you could thought you'd be and you can feel her breasts against yours. You know your nipples are hard already and you thank God you're wearing a bra because you don't want her to know what she's doing to you.

"That's great. Do you know which number is my favorite?" She asks and you don't understand why she's changing the subject right now that you're so turned on. But you shake your head.

She moves her head while grinding into you until her lips reach your ear.

"69" she whispers. Then she bites your earlobe.

You're done. You can't take it anymore. You moan softly, but you know she heard you because now she's grazing her tongue on the same spot. She parts her lips and you expect another bite but instead she speaks to you.

"Take me somewhere more private, Santana." She says with an husky tone. She must be as turned on as you are. But you don't know where to take her. You don't like doing your stuff inside some dirty bathroom and you definitely can't take her home.

"Is your home available?" You ask her.

She is now gently kissing your neck and you think you heard her saying "nuh-uh". Crap. You're with a wonderful blonde who definitely wants to fuck you badly and you don't have a place to go. Fuck fuck fuck. And you thought this was your lucky night...

"Santana, I need to taste you so bad. So please, take me to your place before I start to rip your clothes off in front of everyone." She says and then she sucks hard on your pulse point. You're sure she's going to leave a bruise and, if she does so, you're fucked. But right now you don't care since you have bigger problems. Think, think, think…

"The-there's a motel ri-right behind the c-corner. I don't want y-you to think less of m-me, but I really can't ta-take you to m-"

"I don't care where you take me. I just need to fuck you until you can't take it anymore."

She interrupts your blabbering and you're happy she does, because you love when beautiful women talk dirty to you and you haven't had one in a long time.

So you take her hand and run to the door. You want to be out of here as soon as possible.

"Do you have your car?" She asks.

"I don't. I came here by foot. Do you?" She shakes her head so you keep talking. "It doesn't matter, the motel is right at the end of the block."

You're walking faster than ever, your fingers still linked to hers.

"Just wait outside." You tell her once you reach the motel.

She nods, so you enter and ask for a room. A couple minutes later you're out again, squeezing the key with your right hand. You're sweating. You haven't had a drive by in years. Well, you kind of had one a couple months ago, but that doesn't count. You're sure you're going to go all the way this time. Now you don't have anything to lose and, even if on one hand you feel bad, on the other hand you feel relieved.

As soon as you reach her she grabs your free hand, pulling you up the external stairs. You smile at the rush.

"Eager much?" You ask her.

She stops, turning her whole body to look at you.

"You have a wonderful voice and I can't wait to make you scream. You can't blame me." She says. Now you have rush. You can't wait for her to make you scream. And you can't wait to make her scream your name. It sounded so perfect on her lips.

"Ok, but you don't even know which room is ours." You say smiling. "We have to turn right."

When you reach the door of your room you're shivering. You can't even put the key in the keyhole, so she takes it from your hand and does it herself.

You both walk through the door and you don't even have time to look at the room that your back hits the door and her lips are on yours.

"Mmmmh." You moan.

"I've been wanting to do that since I saw you groaning at the bartender." She says between soft kisses.

"I think you've waited too long."

You lightly part your lips, taking her bottom lip between yours and sucking gently. She then licks your upper one with her tongue, with the clear desire to deepen the kiss. And you let her.

Your tongue meets hers midway and you think she tastes amazing. You can taste a hint of Tequila too, but you know her wet tongue tastes better than everything else you've tried. You wonder how another wet spot might taste.

You grab her ass and bring her closer, while she encircles you with her arms. You softly squeeze her butt and then you let your hands wander up and down her back. She puts some space between you two and puts one of her hands on your stomach. She moans in your mouth.

Without any indication, she grabs your left boob squeezing it just a little.

"You're so sexy." You moan. Then she softly bites your upper lip and breaks the kiss.

"Bed."

She doesn't say anything more and she's taking you there already. You're walking backwards and you're now kissing her jawline. Then your knees hit the bed and you fall on it. You can feel the soft mattress under your back, but you can't focus on it since the gorgeous blonde in front of you is looking at you with a very hungry look.

When she tucks the hem of her top you need to stop her.

"Wait!" You almost scream.

She looks at you with a confused look, so you explain further.

"Let me do that."

You stand up again and, with a tenderness you didn't know you had, you remove her hands from her top. Then you gently lift it up, until she raises her arms to help you take it away. Then you kneel down in front of her and you can finally see her abdomen. It is one of the most beautiful things you've ever seen. You kiss it, you bite and you lick it while her hands are running through your hair to keep you close.

While you kiss her abs you unbutton her jeans and you slowly let them slide down her long legs. She's now wearing nothing but her underwear and you think she's too perfect to be true. So you stand up to take a better look.

"Like what you see?" She teases you.

"Very much." You answer honestly.

She comes closer, she puts her hands on your shoulders and she pushes you until your back hits the mattress and she's straddling you.

"Now let me see what you hide under your clothes." She says seductively.

Then she starts to unbutton your blouse, while leaving soft pecks on every inch of skin she's revealing. The soft pecks become wet open mouthed kisses when she reaches your stomach. She then takes your blouse off you slowly, still kissing your skin. When her mouth reaches your waistband she stops, lifts her head and looks at you.

"I can smell your wetness from here." She whispers.

If you were wet before, you don't know what you are now. Your underwear must be completely soaked. You moan at her comment.

"Don't worry, if you only knew how wet I am…" She adds.

So you take her hand and pull her towards you for a very needed kiss. She doesn't waste time though because she's already trying to unhook your bra. And she does it. She's really good at unhooking bras.

Then she cups your breasts, squeezing them very expertly. She breaks the kiss in order to suck at your pulse point one more time. Then she kisses her way down to your boobs and now she's capturing your left nipple with her lips, while torturing the other one with her fingers. She bites it gently, but you can't help a scream and when she licks the exact same spot she bit all you can do is moan her name.

"Britney…"

She leaves your nipples to tell you "No, just Britt."

She's unbuttoning your jeans, letting her fingertips brush the small of your stomach. She takes her other hand away from your breast to let your pants slide, together with your underwear, down your legs. You're completely naked in front of her, but you don't feel uncomfortable. She starts to kiss your stomach again, going down and down progressively. She deliberately misses a certain spot and she's now kissing your inner thigh.

"Britt… please." You groan, arching your back to put your center closer to her mouth.

She giggles, and starts trailing kisses up your thigh. She's getting closer and closer and you hum in anticipation. Then she finally kisses your folds, leaving a comment about how wet you are.

"It's all for you Britt…" You tell her.

One of her hands roams up and down your stomach, occasionally brushing your boobs.

She flats her tongue and licks your folds for all their length. You moan. She does that a couple times, before moving her mouth to your clit and sucking it gently.

"Mmmmh. Stop teasing me. I need you inside." You tell her. You can't take that anymore.

"You taste so good San." She reveals. You can feel yourself getting wetter and wetter.

"Please Britt."

Without any hint she pushes her tongue inside you, deep and slow. One of your hands mingle her hair to help her stay close and keep the pace.

"Fuck Britt that feels so good." She must be some kind of sex goddess, because you've never been so close this early.

She keeps thrusting her tongue inside you, faster and faster but she must sense you're very close, because now she stops and she comes back to your clit. She licks it and sucks it, while massaging your folds with one of her fingers. Then she puts it inside you and you know you only need a few pushes to come.

"More." You ask.

So she puts another finger inside you and she starts pushing very hard. It only takes a few thrusts for you to come moaning her name and now you're pushing her up to kiss her.

"That was so good." You tell her before tasting yourself on her lips.

"I have some skills." She says winking at you. Then she lays next to you, resting her head on your shoulder.

"You're so modest, but don't think we're done here missy." You tell her, rolling over to face her. You rest a hand on her hip, moving it up and down her side. Then you move it on her back, until you reach her bra hook. You unclasp it and when you take it off her the vision you have in front of your eyes is breath-taking. You can't define yourself as a boob-expert, but these must be the most wonderful boobs on the planet. They're so round and toned and you can't help but stare.

"You can touch them if you want." She offers.

So you do. You take her left boob in your right hand and start massaging it. You lean closer to her. You don't know why you always have the need to kiss her. I mean, she's a great kisser and so are you, but you think you want to kiss her because you really like her taste.

You kiss her, pecking her lips softly for a few times and what started as a tender kiss suddenly becomes a hot, wet, deep kiss. Your tongues struggle against one another and you really want her to feel you.

"I want to fuck you so bad." You tell her.

She rolls over so that now her back is against the mattress and then she pulls you on top of her and you're straddling her.

"So why are you wasting so much time? Take off my underwear and put your fingers inside me."

She is so unashamed that it's hard for you to think about her as the shy girl at the bar. Yet, she's only been shy for the first two minutes.

You kiss your way from her neck to her ear, sucking gently under her earlobe. You hear her moan and you feel your arousal getting its way through your legs again.

You move your lips from her ear in order to kiss her and with your left hand you play with her right nipple, caressing and stimulating it. Then you move your hand down to her stomach. You love how her abs tense under your touch. When you reach the elastic band of her underwear you break the kiss to look her in the eyes. They're bluer than before and you can see how lust fills them perfectly. She nods her approval, so you let your hand slide down her pubis to cup it all. You can feel her wetness with four of your fingers.

"And I thought I was wet." You tell her while you start massaging her clit.

"Seeing you come was more of a turn on than I expected." She says painting heavily.

You use two of your fingers to part her folds, while she spreads her legs even more. You slide your pointer finger inside her and you start pushing it in and out slowly.

"Faster." She paints.

You go faster and when you feel her rocking her hips against your finger you know she's ready for more, so you add your middle finger.

"Keep going Santana, this is so good…" She moans.

You need to kiss her again. You can see she's holding onto the sheets really tight because her fingertips are now white, she's out of breath and she's so cute. So you point your elbow on the mattress and you start sliding up her body. Your naked body slides so well on hers since you're both really sweaty.

You kiss her gently still thrusting into her but, when you feel her walls clench around your fingers, you realize you also want to kiss her somewhere else. So you go down again and, while pushing into her, you start sucking her clit. You know it is a matter of seconds until she comes.

"San… SANTANA! I'm almost there, keep going." She pants.

You stop sucking her clit to say "I know you are baby. Come for me." And then you start sucking again.

After a few thrusts you can hear her reaching the edge, so you take your fingers away and you help her ride down the orgasm with your mouth. You also have the chance to taste her juices and again she tastes so good.

"Oh God…" She's still breathing heavily.

"I know." You kiss her again and then you lie down next to her. "Now we have to sleep. I got to work tomorrow morning."

She puts her arm around your waist and leans her head on your shoulder.

"Goodnight San."

"Goodnight Britt."

The next thing you know is that you're alone in a motel room. The sun is enlightening the room since you didn't close the curtains during the night. It's 5.30 and you need to hurry. You have to go home, shower and get ready for your first day at McKinley as a teacher and you don't want to be late. You wonder why Britt left this early without saying goodbye, but you don't know who she is and you're very sure you're not going to see her again.