Santana

2005

The soft ringing in her ears was nothing compared to the pounding in her head. She didn't understand what had just happened. One second she was at her 12th birthday party (much to her disliking) and the next she was sprawled out on the wet concrete. A different aray of adults had huddled around her, including her parents. But there was another person hovering above her, letting tears flow freely down their face. She saw big blue eyes meet hers and a hand no bigger than her own squeeze her fingers- a desperate but assuring gesture. She looked up at the blonde who she'd always called her best friend. She wasn't quite sure what had happened, but she was glad for the warm fingers surrounding her own. There was alot she didn't know yet- but she knew that was the first moment she had fallen in love with Brittany.

And that she didn't hold a single regret of whatever had happened to put the throbbing behind her eyes.

Brittany

2005

She'd seen the whole thing, and she'd never felt anything like the shear fear her stomach flipped into. She didn't know what had come over her, because one second she was holding a piece of birthday cake and the next she was on her knees leaning over Santana waiting for her to open her eyes. It was most likely only about a 6 second wait, but Brittany couldn't help but think of the cliche "It felt like Forever." But what if it was forever? What if she'd forced Santana to not put up a fight, that she would have won, for some stupid birthday party for more of her own benefit- and caused this? What if that was the last thing they ever got to talk about? What if that's the last time she ever got to look into those big, brown eyes?

And just as if on cue- Santana opened her eyes and they immediately met hers. She didn't realize she'd been crying so hard until Santana got the look of concern she always did when Brittany was upset. So she reached to grip her fingers, to tell her it was ok and to make sure things were ok on her side too.

What happened next was surprising to Brittany. The way Santana always looked at her- intense, caring, knowing, and with a sense of protection- intensified in a way she couldn't even comprehend. But one thing was certain- at that moment, Brittany knew what all the things Santana looked at her with felt like.

And that was a feeling she vowed to never, ever give up again.

Santana

October 8th, 2011

Fucking guys was never enough. Yeah it could be fun, if she was just drunk enough. But the only person she didn't drink with before engaging in any sort of activity that the Bible might frown upon was Brittany. And damn was that good.

As Santana's thoughts began to drift in Spanish class she felt the wetness between her legs grow. It was almost euphoric. The way she throbbed. Just about when she began to cross her legs she felt something pelt her in the head, snapping her out of her daydream.

She turned around to see who'd be her next victim when she saw Brittany smile and wink at her from across the room. As she fluttered her fingers in a little wave, she thought that only for her would she ever snap that quickly out of a rage and let a blush creep to her face.

Brittany turned her attention back to Mr. Schue and put on her best poker face, noticabely trying to keep her lips from upturning into a smile. Santana made a mental note of how fucking adorable her best friend was.

Best friend.

Before she could let her thoughts creep back to where'd they'd vistited so often lately she remembered the note and her stomach jumped a few times. She couldn't hide her giddy smile and she un-crinnkled the notebook paper with the flower margins that Brittany had insisted Santana get her a little over 2 months ago. She relished in the memory before reading the penmanship she knew all to well:

"Hey San! xx

Thinking about you. And by that look in your eye and can tell you are too. (;

Tap your finger twice if I'm right

Britt."

She flipped the note over and found a large heart on the back and inside was written: "Tap Here." Santana let out a low chuckle and set the note down on her desk. She cleared her throat to get Brittany's attention and, whilst looking out the window that showcased the hallway, tapped down on the note twice.

She looked over to Brittany and saw the she was biting her upper lip in an attempt to force back her cheeky grin. Without hesitation Santana tapped on the little piece of paper like she was using morce code to save her life.

This made Brittany let out a loud giggle that she caught back in after a short second. Santana gave the room a once over and no one had seemed to notice her and Brittany's exchange. So she took advantage of the time she had while everyone was distracted and gave a quick wink in the blonde's direction.

She could get used to this, Santana thought. She wanted to get used to this.

[Flashback to 2 months ago]

Brittany

August 11th, 2011

It was her and Santana's last few days of summer break, and they had decided to spend some time at Glenbrook Square Mall in Fort Wayne Indiana. It was only about an hour and a half drive, but Santana had turned it into a little mini vaction for them. It wasn't some big fancy mall like they could've chosen, but it was a happy change in pace from being around the same ol' same ol' in Lima.

They had decided to come down on a Thursday so they could get settled into their hotel room and have some hang out time before their schedules would be packed with events Santana had planned for them. Santana had turned this whole weekend into some spectular break for just the two of them and Brittany couldn't help but love every ounce of care the brunette felt for her.

Once they had ordered dessert from room service they decided to take a quick shower before it got there. Somehow they had reasoned it would save time to take a shower together, although they both knew if anything, it'd only leave them having to go out of their room some time later to collect the desserts the staff had tried to deliver.

Santana had just turned the water on when she turned around and hiked her up on the sink. Both of Brittany's legs wrapped around either of the brunette's hips. She ran her hand down to the hem of the tank top the Latina was wearing and ripped it over her head. She cupped both of Santana's cheeks and pulled her in for a kiss.

At first the kiss was firm, then in lingured to be deeper. Brittany felt a tongue graze her top lip and knew it was ok for her to gain access. She explored Santana's mouth like she had several times before and felt a responding smile into the kiss. This made her giggle and she playfully bit the brunette's lower lip, eliciting a moan from the shorter girl.

She was fumbling with button on her jeans before Brittany lowered herself just to Santana's hipbone and took the button into her teeth.

"Britt?"

"Yeah?" She responded, loving the way Santana's voice had gone a little raspy.

There was a small silence before the brunette drew her breathe in and with a look of almost hurt in her eyes said: "Just sex, right?" As if looking for her to say something to object.

"Just sex." Brittany confirmed with a small smile, used to their usual arrangement. She knew what was best for Santana, and right now this is what she needed. Or so she thought.

With that said she ripped the shorter girls jeans off along with her panties, tested the water that was falling from the hotel shower head, and gestured for her to step in. When she walked to pull the shower door open all the way she was stopped by a warm hand. She turned to find the sexiest smile she'd ever seen radiate from the Latina as she unlatched the dark lacey bra that matched her skin tone so well, and stepped past Brittany to get into the shower.

"Just sex." She had to whisper the reminder to herself as she unbuttoned her own jeans and followed Santana into the shower.

Okay, it's short I know. But I'm working on the second chapter which I plan to make longer. So tell me if you like this story and any way I can improve it. Thanks guys.(: