Santana Lopez was over the moon. She had finally graduated from that shithole in the form of McKinley High School; her grandmother had finally starting to accept her for herself; she had got into the university of her dreams, Columbia and to top it all off, she had the world's best girlfriend. She couldn't forget the times how her girlfriend would comfort her in her times of need, feed her the most incredible vegan lasagna ever existed and love her just for herself. In short, her girlfriend had dealt with all of her bullshits. And she's fucking grateful.
"San?" her girlfriend's perfect-pitched voice called out as her petite figure entered into Santana's bedroom.
The Latina couldn't help the grin that came on her face and walked towards her girlfriend before pulling her into a big hug. She then pulled her and herself to the bed so the Latina's girlfriend was straddling her lap while the Latina lay down on the soft comfortable bed.
"Did you get in?" Columbia. Santana knew she was referring to that particular university. They were planning to go to New York together because hello, it was the city of both Santana and her girlfriend's dreams. Choosing to ignore the question, she pulled the brunette girlfriend of hers into a longing and hungry kiss, as if they haven't seen each other in years. The short brunette eagerly returned the kiss with the same amount of hunger and passion as the Latina.
Once they finally broke the kiss after a few long moments that almost felt like a lifetime, only did Santana reply. "I did," she pushed back a strand of her girlfriend's soft hair. "You're so lovely and beautiful and amazing and …," she cut herself short by placing yet another small kiss on the lips of her girlfriend before smiling softly when she saw the red tint on her girlfriend's cheek. " … and I just love you, Rachel Barbra Berry,"
Rachel's response to that was another kiss that quickly turned into a full makeout session before turning into a series of mind-blowing orgasms and yeah, Santana's fucking grateful.