He ran to the end of the stage and as he was about to jump, his entire body froze from head to toes, the ice was so constricting he couldn't move a single finger.
"No! No! No! Please, don't!" Santana's smugness suddenly turned to desperation.
Standing frozen on the edge of the stage he was struck with a heavy close-handed knuckle punch to the jaw, the ice shattered away, and when he got the slightest window of opportunity he went flying to the right side of the stage only appear instantly on the left side behind his opponent.
"I got you now", Santana gloated with a smirk. "Get over here!" The warning that was the animalistic growl wasn't enough for his opponent to react in time. He launched his spear, penetrating his icy chest. The chain attached to it was pulled with colossal force and his helpless enemy was yanked towards him.
Once his enemy was inches from him, Scorpion took off his black and yellow mask to reveal his bloody skull, he took a quick breath and exhaled flames onto his opponent's body.
Inspite of being in flames, the warrior stood up and glanced down, he put his cold hands together and in one swift movement froze the entire floor under his nemesis. Scorpion hit the floor as deathly cold energy started forming around subzero's hands and in moments he formed his Kori blade. He cut through Scorpion's body while he was still lying on the iced floor. "FINISH HIM!" A booming voice resounded."You've got to be kidding me! How is that fair? I can't even with this stupid game" Santana spat out angrily as she threw her controller to the carpeted floor.
"Oh, come on, San. Don't be a sore loser" Brittany grinned at her girlfriend's childish demeanor while hitting a lightning fast combination of buttons and flicks of the controller stick, her eyes still glued to the screen.
"Dun dun dun" The fatality theme came on.
"Oh no you did not!" Santana stood with her mouth agape.
"Ha-ha-haaa!" Brittany stood back mock-laughing at her.
Scorpion stood dazzed as a beam of ice shot out from Sub-zero's palms, his hands pointing towards scorpion's feet and started freezing his body from the bottom up until reaching his waist.Santana shot up from the couch and launched herself on Brittany, "That's it! Game's over! Turn it off! Turn it off!" Santana whined, trying to smother Brittany with a small throw pillow.
Sub-zero reached out to rip Scorpion's spine out along with his skull."Hahaha, wait! Waaaait! I wanna see the blood! Oh my god, look at the guts!" Brittany couldn't contain her laughter as she kept moving around Santana while she kept trying to block her vision from the tv screen.
"Babe, I wanna see the- I wanna-" Santana cut her off with a kiss and almost instantly Brittany's eyes became hooded and then shut as she kissed back, the hand holding her controller went slack and after a few seconds the controller dropped next to her. As they kept kissing, one hand slowly made it's way to Santana's back while the other went to grope her butt. The game now completely forgotten.
Just as Santana opened her mouth a little bit more, Brittany opened hers to receive Santana's tongue and tangled it with hers; The hand that was on Santana's back came up to the back of her neck and gently pushed to deepen the kiss. Instinctually the hand on Santana's ass pushed forward too making Brittany's hips roll into her girlfriend.
Santana, sensing where all this was going, reluctantly broke the kiss. "Babe, we can't" She whispers, leaning her forehead on the blonde's while still slightly rocking her hips into her. She was stupid for thinking her "distract-Brittany-kiss" wouldn't lead to something more.
"Why not?" Brittany asks breathily, her mouth kissing her cheek and moving to plant open mouthed kisses to Santana's neck, distracting her as her hand sneaks between them and swiftly down to Santana's red spankies; She runs her fingers a few times over the fabric before slipping under them, Brittany's eyes close involuntarily and a light moan escapes her lips at what her fingers find… "San… you are so wet". It's Santana's eyes that shut at these words, she rocks her hips a little harder coaxing Brittany's fingers to slide up and down her slit, "Baby, you know I want you so bad right now but my parents are gonna be here any second and we have practice in like 15 minutes".
"Let's just go upstairs real quick", Brittany mumbles between kisses until she catches Santana's mouth again, dipping her tongue in with desperate need and putting a little more pressure in her fingers gliding on Santana before letting two fingers slip inside of her. "Oh, fuck" Santana stills her movements, dips her head down to the crook of her girlfriend's neck and slowly starts rolling her hips to the gentle beat set by Brittany's hand. As they progressively build a steady rhythm, Santana places her mouth next to Brittany's ear and she whimpers between pants "Britt… Oh, God- Oh, fuck… harder".
Hearing this, Brittany shifts them on the couch and lays Santana down, then lies on top of her keeping the same rhythm they'd already built together. With every thrust she pushes her hips onto her own hand to go deeper and harder into Santana, they never stop kissing.
Brittany knows it won't take more than a couple of minutes until Santana comes undone but the red spankies aren't helping and are only slowing things down, "These need to come off if we're gonna be quick" She thinks to herself and decides to pull them off with her other hand so she doesn't pull out.
As she's sliding the spankies off, they hear a car door slamming shut and Santana's eyes snap open. Brittany rolls her eyes and let's out an annoyed groan, "You've got to be kidding me", she says as she pulls out of her girl. Santana jerks up and promptly starts freaking out "Oh my god, I told you! I told you! We shouldnt've done that here and now the whole room smells like sex. Oh god, they're gonna know we were doing it here! Quick, get some lysol!".
The blonde girl just stares at her "Babe, calm down, the only way they'll know what we were doing is if they see your sticky spankies lying over there" She points towards the lost undergarment.
"Oh my god!" Santana shoves them on lightning fast and starts arranging the couch pillows and fixing her hair, meanwhile Brittany is just standing next to the television looking at her still warm and glistening fingers that were just inside Santana.
"Britt, what are you doing? Go wash your hands"
but instead of listening to her girlfriend, she just slips her fingers into her mouth and cleans them herself.
Brittany turned to look at Santana with a cheeky smile on her face, Santana returned a small smile as she playfully rolled her eyes, "You still have to wash them". Brittany made a pouty face but still listened and went to wash.
Just as she was out of earshot, the front door opened up and Mr. and Mrs. Lopez walked through with bags of groceries in arms. Santana greeted them and offered to get the rest of the bags.
"Britt, hurry up! Help me get the groceries out of the car!"
As soon as Brittany said hello to Anita and Santiago, she bounded off the sidewalk and to the parked car's trunk. With only a couple of bags left, Brittany started to inspect the contents.
"San, catch!, Santana turned her head and Brittany pitched a grape at her mouth but missed by an inch and hit her chin.
"Hey! I wasn't ready" she said, placing the bags on the sidewalk "Ok, go".
Brittany pitched another one and Santana caught it perfectly, raising her arms in victory and doing a little bow at the end.
Brittany came skipping towards her and encircled her in a tight hug, "Yay! I love love love my super talented girlfriend", she said with a smile leaning down a little for a kiss. Santana pulled away after the short smooch, her face scrunched up.
Santana narrows her eyes, "Britt, did you not wash your mouth right now?"
"Uh… No, why?" she replies, getting self-conscious and wondering if she has bad breath right now.
"Cause you taste like… you know… me" Santana says the last word in a hushed tone even though there's nobody else around to listen.
"Oh god, stop saying things like that" Brittany pleads with a slight roll of her eyes, which makes Santana's features turn into a confused frown… Britt notices that the message isn't really coming across so she decides to be more direct about it.
"I just don't need another case of lady blue-balls on top of the one that just happened… Wait, no, it's actually still happening" She says in a half-joking half-annoyed matter.
"Hey, I told you we shouldn't've done that there and besides we've got…" Santana reminds her, taking her cellphone out of her bra… "Holy shit, we've got ten minutes before practice starts. We gotta hurry up! C'mon Britt"
Even with this information, Brittany remains static, "Well… How about we ditch then?" she asks bitting her bottom lip and darting her eyes to Santana's plump lips. "Let's just spend the day in bed, babe. Please? Pretty please with a cherry on top?" she juts out her bottom lip and makes her best puppy dog eyed face.
She's seen that look many times and it's rare that she ever says no to that because, seriously? Who can say no to that? But now it's different, now she's not just any girl on the team, she's the team leader. "Honey, you know I can't do that. I'm the captain of the squad, if I start slacking off then I'm setting a bad example for the rest of the girls and I need to maintain their respect"
Brittany's face shifts to a thoughful gaze as nods understandingly and then shows a small smile, bringing one hand up to cup Santana's cheek, "I'm so proud of you" she says leaning in for a light peck on the lips.
Santana smiles at her adoringly but snaps out of it before she gets herself lost in those hypnotizing blue eyes again "Let's go then" she says as they both pick up the rest of the groceries and drop them of in the kitchen. They pick up their duffle bags and head out the door towards Santana's car.
Once they're on their way to school, they hit a red light and Santana turns to see that as per usual, Brittany's seat has been reclined all the way back in a nearly horizontal position with her eyes closed even though she is obviously awake. Santana's right hand leaves the gear shift and stops to rest on Brittany's thigh, she starts tracing patterns, carresing her with her fingers and the touch deepens slowly as she starts to massage. –"You know, you and Quinn are more alike than you think" Brittany speaks suddenly, stilling Santana's movements.
The smaller girl stares at her, dumbfounded and a little offended, "Why would you say that?"
Brittany smirks and turns her head, "Because it's all about the teasing and not about the pleasing" she says, chuckling a bit, "And the light is green".
Santana turns her eyes on the road with her brows knited and her mouth open, she lets out an offended huff, "Rude" she indignantly declares.
Amazingly, they make it to practice right on time. Santana makes the girls stretch and run a few laps before going through their current routine, it may seem immaculate to the untrained eye but to Sue Sylvester it still looks like a shit bomb so they need to run through it at least 10 times more during their session.
A couple of minutes into the routine, Santana spots a few tardy cheerios scattered through the field entrance. Once they make it to the spot where the rest of the team is practicing their jumps and landings, they turn to Santana and look at her like dogs with their tails between their legs.
Santana doesn't even try to make eye contact, she just waves them off and tells them "You're off the team. I can't have slackers in my squad. You can try out again next year after I graduate and you have a mediocre, uncoordinated, less hot version of me as captain. Meanwhile you'll do as I say and I say you are off the team"
The three girls look terrified, one of them looks like she wants to cry but one girl speaks up "But, Santana… can't we just-" Santana cuts her off "It's captain Lopez to you and you don't wanna get on my bad side, see I'm from Lima Heights adjacent and I'm about three seconds from-"
"-San" Brittany comes up from behind her and places a hand on her back and almost immediately Santana let's out a breath she was holding with all the tension build up from getting annoyed at the cheerio newbies. Brittany leans into Santana, whispering in her ear, she makes sure to cover them with her hand so the other girls can't hear.
Santana looks down and after a few seconds she huffs out, "Fine, whatever. I'll let it slide just this one time but believe me little piggies, if you are ever late again, I will huff and I'll puff and I'll kill you in your sleep… Now go run laps till I tell you to stop"
The three girls are left wide eyed and one of them whispers to the others… "I think the blonde one is a witch, how did she just do that?"
Santana can't believe that they're not running their laps yet and they're just standing there making Rachel Berry look like a normal human being. Just before her blood starts to boil again, Brittany steps closer to the three girls and speaks low enough just so the rest of the squad can't hear, "Um, hey… I know you girls are new but could you run along? Because we can't be here all day and I don't wanna save you again… Unless you have a death wish, if you have that then you should stay right there." Brittany said with her index on her chin, pondering the possibility of these girls actually being suicidal because that's the only reason freshmen cheerios would talk back to a captain and not just any captain but captain Santana Lopez.
The girls ran so fast to the track around the field that they practically left freshman cheerio shaped dust clouds behind them.
When she turned around, the other girls were busy practicing but Santana was beaming proudly at her, she took her hand and laced their fingers together as they walked back to the other girls. Since that horrible commercial hit the air, the entire squad knows about their relationship and everyone on the team seems okay with it and if someone's not okay with it they wouldn't dare say anything about it anyway but the couple knew that the girls on the squad they were actually friends with were supportive of them, specially the girls that joined The Troubletones with them and the ones who helped with Brittany's presidential campaign.
As Brittany smiled at this thought, someone at the corner of her eye caught her attention, a short haired blonde girl, she's never talked to her before but she's pretty sure that the girl is a sophmore and that she's only been a student of Mckinley High for a few weeks. She wasn't sure why but something seemed out of place when she looked at her.
She was snaped out of her daze when Santana clapped her hands together and told the girls to huddle up so she could tell them about some moves she wanted to incorporate into the routine. As the girls were practicing the new steps, Brittany motioned she needed to tell her something so she leaned in, "I need to go to my locker, I left my cellphone there and I'm expecting a text from Lord Tubbington, I'll be right back" Brittany said in a serious voice. "Sure, take your time" Her girlfriend replied.
When Brittany was alredy inside the school, a new stick-thin pale-as- snow cheerio spoke to another in a soft voice but just loud enough for the captain to hear, "How come that tall Blonde one doesn't have to learn the new steps? And how come she gets to "take her time" when she needs a break and the rest of us can't? Does that seem fair to you? It's totally unfair." The other cheerio was a senior and a former member of The Troubletones, she just smiled and said nothing. Santana's eyes went wide with disbelief, "You!" Santana yelled. The girl jumped in her spot. "Yeah, I'm talking to you, anorexia. Listen up cause I'm only gonna say this once… The reason why Brittany is not practicing these steps is because these are her dance steps, they're not from a book, they're not from the internet, she created them and she is the best dancer in this school and probably in the state along with "other asian". She is the reason why this team works and she is also the reason why your pathetic ghostie ass is still on the team, so you sit your ass down and shut the fuck up or I'll stop being nice to you."
Needless to say, "mute" was added to the list of things wrong with ghost girl.
After Brittany got her phone from her locker, she sat in the empty hallway and texted Quinn.
"Q, There's this girl in cheerios, she's really weird and I feel like shooting my bb gun at her every time I see her, do you know who she is?"After a few seconds of Brittany impatiently bitting her nails.
"Britt, you didn't even give me her description. What does she look like?"Ugh, this was going to take forever to text back and forth so she decided to call her.
The phone rings twice and as soon as Quinn picks up, Brittany blurts out "Hey, so she's in the cheerios, she's got short blond hair… like blonder than you or me and like neck length short, not a bob but like you know…"
"I'm pretty sure you're talking about Tracy Pratt, she has AP algebra with Mike… Why do you wanna know about her though?"
"I don't know she just…"
"Keeps staring at Santana?"
"Yeah, I just don't… wait, what? How did you know that?" Brittany's face contorts in confusion
"Mike told me he overheard her talking wonders about the cheerios captain, saying that she was perfect and really talented and all that jazz, so I'm pretty sure she's got a crush on your girl but don't even sweat it"
"Why didn't you tell me before though?" Brittany's eyes were downcast as she was picking at the seams of her socks.
"I didn't think it was a big deal, trust me, Britt, she is nothing to worry about"
"Does Santana know that this girl likes her?"
"I don't think Santana notices anyone around her anymore, not since you guys got together, hell even before that, she's only ever had eyes for you"
Brittany sighs "Thanks for the 411, Quinn"
"Anytime"
As she starts walking out the gym and towards the field, she immediately notices Santana in the middle of the field with her little writing board. She's already planning on sneaking up on her in order to spook her and see if she'll jump as high as lord tubbington when he gets startled, but before she can get close enough, she notices that girl walking up to Santana and sitting down with her.
She remembers Quinn's words and she tries to read the girl's body language, Santana is just sitting and writing things down but Brittany notices the girl leaning in too close and Santana would've said something by now usually but she's probably too focused on her writing to even pay attention.
Suddenly, the girl's hand darts out to point to something on Santana's writing board and she deaftly rests her hand on Santana's knee. Brittany's heart starts racing and pounding in her chest, she keeps walking and the girl starts to take her hand a little bit higher and- "Hey!" Brittany suddenly chimes in, Tracy snaps her head around to look at her "Oh hey" she sounds a little dissapointed. Meanwhile, Santana hasn't even lifted her eyes from the board… "Hey Britt" She turns to look at her after a beat, smiling once they lock eyes. "That's more like it", Brittany thinks.
"I'm just gonna go join the rest of the girls" Tracy mentions, Santana just nods.
Brittany looks hesitant before asking, "San, who's your friend?", she sits down taking Tracy's spot.
Santana gives her a weird look, "First of all she's not my friend and second of all, how should I know? You know I call them by numbers because I can't be bothered to learn all of their names when I don't really give a fuck about any of them when we're out of these uniforms… She's number 8 and I only care about one" She smiles and it feels reassuring.
"One?" She plays coy. "Who's number one then?" she grins, already knowing the answer.
"Uh… Becky" she tries but fails to keep a straight face and snorts out "Oh come on babe, you know you're my one and only and literally number one on this list" she says looking at the board.
"I know, it's just that… never mind, let's just finish the last pyramid run. Sue's coming this way and she's gonna freak if she sees us sitting" she let's out through a heavy sigh as she gets up, extending her hand towards the smaller girl and yanks her up.
As they're running through the routine, Brittany notices Tracy holding up one of Santana's legs, her hand a little bit higher than necessary and she felt a pang of jealousy induced anger, something she had never felt before. In the past she'd only dealt with boys wanting Santana's attention and she'd never felt threatened by them. But her blood began to boil as she kept her eyes glued to the hands on the tanned legs that belonged to her. Who does she think she is? Brittany's mind races.
"Focus, Gilberta Grape!" Sue yelled through her megaphone and Brittany snaped her head back towards Sue, knowing she was refering to her. As she snaped out of her thoughts, the movement she made made her body lose balance and tumble off the grip the other girls had on her feet and knees. Luckily, she toppled forward and landed on her feet but with the momentum she ended up on her knees.
"Britt!" Santana yelled as she jumped down and ran towards her, it's was incredibly unlike Brittany to lose balance like that. "Are you okay?" the worried brunette inquired.
"Yeah, I'm sorry. I fell" She frowned mostly at herself.
"It's okay, babe"
"Sandbags! You can babysit your giant toddler another time", Sue said with a tone of disdain but at the same time sensed Brittany wasn't being her perfectly coordinated-self. "Okay, you know what? That's enough mediocrity for today, ladies… Hit the showers"
They moved along with the rest of the girls and Brittany noticed Tracy smirking at her while they were walking towards the locker room. Once they reached the showers, Santana took the last stall (which she had claimed since he was a freshman, it was always the cleanest one). Brittany decided skip the shower and wait for her so she sat down on the bench in front of the lockers playing games on her phone. As the rest of the girls started to head out, Brittany grew impatient.
"San normally showers pretty fast when she's in there…", She thinks to herself when sudden realization hits her… "Unless…", a smile plastered on her face.
She starts walking towards the last stall, shedding her cheerios uniform along the way. Noticing the steam clowd above the last stall, it's obvious Santana's still in there standing still under the scalding water. Brittany walks in the stall, her eyes taking in the back of her girlfriend's naked figure, she walks forwards and tentatively places her hands on the girl's sides as she steps under the hot water.
"Took you long enough" Santana teases with a smirk.
"Sorry, I've just been distracted today" The blonde answers, touching her naked front to the other girl's back. She rests her chin on the smaller girl's right shoulder and locks her own hands over Santana's abdomen.
Brittany tilts her head towards Santana's neck and starts placing wet kisses, the water making it easier to slide her mouth against her skin. Her hands start roaming the front of the smaller girl, slowly gliding up and down from her pelvis to her breasts. Her left hand stopping on top to gently squeeze her breast while the right one traveled south to cup her core, eliciting a small moan that gets drowned out by the sound of the shower.
"I love you so much" The taller girl whispers to her ear before nipping at her earlobe.
Hearing this, Santana slowly turns around, bringing their flushed bodies together and catches her girlfriend's lips with her own,"I love you too" the brunette says after pulling away.
Suddenly a locker slams shut, startling both girls. "What the hell? I thought they were gone" Santana exclaims.
"Yeah, they were. I was the last one there" Brittany says, scrunching her forehead in confusion.
"You know, what? We should get out of here before the janitor catches us here after hours again." Brittany just nods in response.