Does Darren have a thing for you? Do you have a thing for Darren? Why are you helping him on our special day? Just ask her. It's not that big of a deal. Just ask.
"Why do you have that weird look on your face?" Brittany asked. "Your face is all scrunched."
"Sorry babe... I just." Santana stops herself mid-sentence. She knew if she said anything it would just make Brittany wonder if she trusts her or they would fight about it. At the end, she'd just feel stupid about being worried.
"Are you okay, San? You know you can talk to me about anything."
"Yes. I am fine." Santana declares. "I just wish I could have woken up to your beautiful face."
"Well... You're still naked...and I do know what that means." Brittany leans in and wraps her arms around Santana's bare waist.
"The mood is ruined now." Santana tries on her best pout and grabs a shirt hanging from the chair next to them.
"Is that so?" Brittany watches the Latina pout, trying not to crack a smile. "Can I help bring it back?" The blonde begins rubbing circles on the Latina's lower back. She moves one hand towards Santana's face and pushes the stray hairs behind her ear.
"I don't think so..." Santana can barely get that sentence out as Brittany begins kissing her neck, while cupping one of her breasts.
"You don't think so huh? What if I try..." Brittany's hand slowly inches down Santana's stomach and stops just before reaching the place between her legs.
"Britt... Why did you stop?" Santana wines and starts to fidget at the blonde's touch.
"I thought the mood was ruined, San."
"Okay. So it isn't all lost. God, why are you so good at that?" Her breath hitches as Brittany begins kissing her neck.
"If Darren wasn't here, I would have jumped you. I love how you walk around naked in the morning..It's so sexy." Brittany gives Santana a passionate kiss, breaks away, then picks her girlfriend up. She quickly sets her on the bed, sheds off her clothing and takes in the site of the beauty she has in front of her.
"You're perfect. I love you. And only you, Santana."
Santana's questions were answered. Brittany loved her. Flaws and all.
2 hours later...
Santana walks downstairs to the kitchen to grab some snacks and water from the fridge. Then she quickly runs back upstairs carrying the treats.
"I brought Nutella and pretzels. Some other stuff too!" She exclaims, with excitement in her voice. "Eat, so we can get back to business." Santana says with a smile.
"San... You seriously want more? You're like a robot. I might die if I have one more orgasm." The blonde says in an out of breath fashion. She barely moves her head to grab some of the food Santana had brought. "I thought we were going to the park..."
"Oh. I see how it is. Choosing the park over me and the awesome sex I give you. I guarantee the park doesn't have these tits." Santana says glancing down at her own breasts then quickly getting a glimpse of Brittany's eyes watching her.
"The park does not have boobs." Brittany dead pans.
"Brittany! That isn't the point. We go to the park a lot." A pout replaces the smile she had after Brittany's boob comment.
"We have sex a lot. Like... A lot."
"And... What's wrong with that?"
"Nothing. It's just. The ducks count on the bread I give them. You don't want them to starve. Do you?" Brittany questions the Latina with a serious look.
"If they interfere with my sexy time then..." Santana looks at the blonde who has a very serious look on her face. "No. No ducks will die on our watch. How about I become a nun and then we will solve the world duck hunger problem."
"San. I promise if we go to the park today I will have so much energy when we get home I'll keep you up all night."
"Done. Anything for my beautiful girlfriend."
At the park...
"Come here duck! Dammit. I have bread for you, dumb dumb."
"San! If you shout, they will get scared and run. You have to be gentle. And don't call them names, it hurts their feelings."
"It's freaking freezing out here! That hurts my feelings!" Santana exclaims.
"Its really cold. I can't believe 55 degrees is so cold in LA? My nipples are so hard, they could like... Cut something."
"Brittany. Our number one rule of public places. Remember?" Santana gives the blonde a questioning glare.
"Never talk about nor tempt me with your sexy lady parts in public. Is it really that hard to refrain from jumping me? I can't even feel my vagina. I lost feeling in my toes and that about an hour ago."
"Brittany! You're doing it again... Although. That's kind of concerning."
"The bread is all gone." Brittany says. She sees Santana shove her hands in her pockets once again as the cold wind blew." Let's go home. I'm feeling an urge to warm myself on something hotter than anything on this Earth."
"I LOVE YOU!" Santana grabs her girlfriend and runs towards the street to wave down a cab.