Tasting the Bittersweet

Chapter 1; New Beginnings for an Old Love

As she stared into those beautiful eyes, she knew nothing could go wrong. Nothing more perfect, more precious to her in this world. Everything was right in the world...

As she held her in her arms, Santana leaned in to smell her golden blonde hair. It felt good to do this with Brittany, just be with her. With nothing standing in their way, the two girls were free to be together and experience so much together. And it felt amazing.

The blonde stretched her arms and yawned, and Santana couldn't help but sigh in happiness. Waking up with her was the most amazing thing.
'What time is it?' Brittany asked as she began to rub the sleep out of her eyes.
'Nearly ten a.m. You were very tired last night Britts, so I let you crash here. Don't worry, I called your parents for you so you can just go home whenever you like.'

Brittany rolled over and snuggled closer to the brunette, pulling her close. She leaned in to kiss her softly on the lips. It had only been a week since summer began, and Brit was still euphoric from the newness of having her. She loved Santana more than anything, and every time she kissed her, she felt like her heart was going to break through her chest, and sometimes she wished it would so she could give it to Santana.

As their lips met, it was like a fire broke out between them. Santana felt her body grow extremely warm, and she wanted more. Their lips parted and they began kissing with greater intensity. Santana began to run her hands up Brittany's tank top, and she moved her lips down the blonde's neck, and across her chest. Her hands moved eagerly up to Brittany's breasts as she felt Brittany's fingers tangled in her hair. Santana began to lift Brittany's top, and suddenly Brittany pulled away.

Why did this always happen? Just as they were about to do the deed, Brittany always retreated. Santana just couldn't read her signals. The girl was like a stop light.

Green, Red, Green, Red….

'Did I do something wrong? I'm sorry Brit...'
'No, you were doing everything right. It's just, we are in love right? And I have a lot of feelings for you. I want to have sex, I really do, I just want it to be special, you know? Like in a Disney movie,' the blonde answered.
'Umm Brittany they never have sex in Dis- oh never mind. Sex will be special, I love you and not gonna lie, I want to totally get on that.'
'I know you do, and so do I, but my dad is taking me to the shelter today to get a puppy, and I don't want to rush through lady lovin.'

Santana couldn't help but giggle at that remark. But if Brittany wanted to wait, then wait they would. But that didn't mean she couldn't keep trying. And Brittany was right, they had only been together for a week, so no rush at all. One week of many to make up months, and eventually years. They had plenty of time on their hands.

'Okay, well I really do have to go! I'm kind of late. I love you!' Brittany grabbed her jacket, and leaned in to give the girl one last teasing kiss. Damn, she was good. Santana watched her body as Brittany left the room, and she couldn't help but feel a little proud of herself. She had a hot girlfriend, and they were crazy about each other.

As she sat up in her bed, she felt her stomach lurch to the ground. Vomit began to crawl up her throat and Santana sprinted to the bathroom.

Ew, leftover Indian food.

She was never eating out there again, since she obviously got food poisoning. She cleaned her mouth out with Listerine, and grabbed her phone to let Brittany know about the possibility of her food being bad also. After sending the text, she still felt queasy. Guess I better lay down.
Santana crawled back under the covers and closed her eyes and she drifted off into a heavy sleep...

~Keep me safe inside, your arms like towers, tower over me~