Hey guys :D! So I've made a couple of small changes to this chapter. It's still un-beta'd so any mistakes are my own. I apologise for taking so long to update this story. I would explain everything but thats a long story. Basically college, work and my health have all been pretty crap lately and I lost my inspiration. Anyway enjoy this chapter, I'm away to post chapter 2 as well. I have chapter 3 planned, so if everything works out it should be up within the next 2 weeks. Thanks for reading, reviews are always welcome.
Disclaimer: I own nothing to do with Glee or anything related to it. If I did the mess that was Santana's coming out would not have happened. Finn would not have been made out to be a hero; Santana would have gotten to kick his ass, without getting repremanded and there would be ACTUAL Brittana onscreen where it belongs.
Since the blond had broken up with Artie a month ago, Santana had insisted that they take their relationship slowly. Brittany had initially protested when she was informed that this meant no sexy-times, but she had to admit that she completely loved Santana's romantic side. They weren't out to anybody except the Glee club, Mr Shue and Miss Pillsbury. However the other girl always managed to do small romantic things, from leaving notes and flowers in her locker to singing songs to her in Glee club.
She loved how the relationship was going but sleeping with Santana but not completely being with her girlfriend was slowly killing her, but the brunette wanted to wait, wanting their first time while actually being couple to be different.
They had been on a couple of dates; the movies, walks in the park to feed the ducks but never anywhere where it would be obvious that they were on a date. Since the Latina's parents had been away for a couple of nights at a retreat hosted by one of her fathers co-workers and were meant to be away over the weekend, Santana had decided that it would be the perfect time to take Brittany on a proper date.
On Sunday night, after spending the weekend with each other, Santana proposed the idea of maybe going out somewhere public together. The date went amazingly well. Brittany was overjoyed when Santana reached across the table and held her hand, despite the other patrons at Breadstix, she even agreed to recreate the meatball moment from 'Lady and the Tramp'. She knew that it was tough for Santana to be on a date in public with her and she decided to repay her by teasing her; gently rubbing her foot up and down the other girl's leg and making inappropriate innuendoes while Santana was trying to eat. The Latina surprised the blond girl by asking for the check half way through the meal. She also surprised the staff, who dreaded the days when the brunette would visit the restaurant due to her disruptive behaviour and never sticking around to pay for the bill, by throwing down a bunch of notes on the table, more than enough to pay for their dinner and a very good tip.
Brittany couldn't remember getting back to Santana's house, but the other girls lips were doing amazing things to her neck. Her legs were tightening around the brunettes waist, as she was held up against the door. If Brittany was honest, she didn't really care how they got back, as long as those lips kept biting, sucking and licking at the crook of her neck. She knew there would be a mark there tomorrow but she secretly loved that the brunette was marking her.
Santana had lost her leather jacket and was clad only in her white vest, black jeans and boots. The blond ran her hands up the other girls stomach, feeling the muscles beneath ripple. She slowly pulled the offending item, which was hiding her girlfriends beautiful assets off and threw it in the direction of the living room. The lips reattached themselves to her neck and she gently scratched the exposed abs, knowing how sensitive they were.
Santana mumbled something into Brittany's neck, which she could only assume was 'bed', as she was lifted away from the door and up the stairs towards the brunettes bedroom, along the way her light blue jumper was discarded. Once over the threshold and the door was shut, Brittany lowered herself and pushed Santana against the door. She slowly began kissing her neck, over her covered breasts and down her stomach, before grabbing her belt and dragging her towards the bed. She pushed Santana onto the bed and pulled off her own shirt and the other girls boots, before straddling her. Santana slowly licked a path up towards Brittany's breasts, quickly bringing them to small peaks through her bra , before moving onto her neck, one of Brittany's favourite areas.
The Dutch girl eagerly began unbuckling the Latina's belt as a hand slid under her purple skirt and began to tease her through her panties, a wet patch quickly forming. Suddenly the blond found herself on her back, looking up into her girlfriends lust filled eyes. Her skirt, panties, bra and boots were quickly removed in record time, thrown casually on the bedroom floor as the brunette began working on the blond girls toned abs. Santana slipped two fingers easily into Brittany and quickly set a rapid pace. It was clear that the panting girl was not going to last very long. The Latina lent on her other arm and used her free fingers to softly stroke Brittany's underarm, knowing how sensitive it was, as her fingers ran faster, deeper and her thumb roughly rubbed at her sensitive clit. The combination was all Brittany needed to orgasm, moaning and convulsing as Santana gently helped her ride out the aftershocks.
Santana rolled off of her girlfriend, easing the spent blond underneath the covers. She stood up and removed the last of her clothing, when a hand began pawing at her stomach.
"What about you?" The blond sleepily yawned. The Latina took Brittany's hand and kissed the back of it.
"I'll be fine but you really need to get some sleep," The Dutch girl mumbled something as she cuddled up to Santana quickly falling asleep. The brunette slowly ran her fingers through the blond hair, more content then she had ever been, before falling asleep a few moments later.
A loud bang and a startled gasp woke the two girls out of their peaceful slumber. There in the doorway was Marcos Lopez, his eyes widened in shock.