A/N: So incredibly sorry for the seriously late update. I've been super busy with work. Just recently got engaged, so I haven't been able to write... This chapter is really for all of our Brittana hearts just because I was being selfish and didn't update for a million years. :)
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Chapter Four
"Quinn, would you like a refreshment?" Rachel asked, setting out the snacks and stuff they'd bought on the bench in the boat. Quinn's eyes widened at the brunette's choice of words and rolled them.
"No, thanks Rachel." she said, starting up the boat and slowly pulling away from the dock.
"Are you positive?" Rachel asked, putting down the last coke and turning toward Quinn, "It is rather hot out and, since you're driving the boat, I thought you might need to drink something. We don't want you getting dehydrated and passing out." Quinn's face was annoyed. Her nostrils flared, eyes wide and lips tight.
"Okay, Rachel. I'll have a coke." Quinn said, "If it'll shut you up." she mumbled under her breath as Rachel handed her a bottle of coke.
"So, Quinn. I don't know the water as well as you may know it so, do you mind filling me in on where we shall be looking?" Rachel asked, sitting down and placing her hands in her lap, back up straight and eyes set on Quinn.
"Uh... Well, this is the ocean..." Quinn started, not knowing exactly how to answer the question, "So, we'll be looking around the water..." Rachel nodded and smiled.
"I must say, Quinn. I'm very much excited to be out at sea." Rachel said. Quinn took a sip of her coke and turned to Rachel.
"What, you've never been out at sea before?" Quinn asked.
"...No." Rachel said. Quinn almost choked on the sip she'd taken and wiped some of the coke off her chin where it'd spilled.
"Rachel, you live in Los Angeles and you never once went to the beach?!" Quinn asked, shock etched into her voice. Rachel shook her head.
"No. The sand is said to be rather annoying when you've been in the water. And I'm a water bug, so, I'd rather not risk it." Rachel said.
"So weird." Quinn mumbled.
"What was that?" Rachel asked.
"I said that's nice for you." Quinn covered up. Rachel took no notice and nodded.
"So, Quinn, where are we going to start looking?"
"Well, we're just gonna sail around for a while and if we see anything that looks like land, we'll go look there." Quinn said. Rachel smiled and then squealed a little.
"Okay, so, Quinn, who taught you how to drive a boat?" Rachel asked, beginning to munch on some grapes.
"Well," Quinn started with an eye roll, "My dad owns three boats... So, my dad... It's blatantly obvious."
"Interesting. So, Quinn..."
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"Brittany! Susan! Pierce!" Santana yelled, barging up to a half naked Brittany standing by the hut. Brittany frowned and then let her eyes glance to the brunette's hand. The broken condom. She found it.
"Damn. I knew there was a reason why I felt so uneasy about her washing my jeans." Brittany said under her breath as Santana got closer.
"Dear god, dear lord. Tell me that this broke in your pocket and not in me." Santana said, dangling the condom in front of Brittany's face. Her expression angry and cold.
"U-Um... There... See, there was a raccoon, and-"
"Jesus, Brittany! Why didn't you fucking tell me?!" Santana snapped, "Do you realize it's possible that in nine months, nine fucking months, I could be giving birth to your baby?! Do you?!"
"Yes." Brittany answered softly.
"Fuck, Brittany, I cannot believe you didn't tell me." Santana said, "Brittany, this is my body. I think I deserve to know what may or may not be growing inside of it."
"Santana, would it be such a bad thing if we had a baby together?" Brittany asked. Santana frowned.
"Brittany, we're 20 years old! We're not even near to being ready to have babies! We've been out of high school for two years, for fucks sake!" Santana yelled. She was fuming.
"I know that! But I love you and I want to have babies with you!" Brittany yelled back, just as loud, making this fight a contest as to who could yell the loudest.
"What?" Santana asked.
"I have for a really long time." Brittany said, "You already know I love you, I told you yesterday."
"I know that, but, the thing about babies... You... You want to have babies with me?"
"Of course I do! Fuck, San! Are you really that clueless?!" Brittany asked, her voice now raised again, "I've wanted to marry you since I was 16!" Santana was quiet. Her arms dropped to her sides and she tucked the condom back into Brittany's pocket. She slowly handed Brittany her jeans and crossed her arms.
"You still should've told me." She said softly.
"I know. And I'm sorry I didn't. It was wrong of me." Brittany said, "But, don't you think that we would be so incredibly great together?"
"Britt,"
"No." Brittany interrupted, "I asked you a question. Don't try and avoid it or tell me that you don't want to ruin our friendship, because as far as I'm concerned, our friendship is already ruined. So, tell me how you feel."
"I hate you... So fucking much." Santana said through gritted teeth. Brittany's heart broke. The two of them were quiet for a while before Santana continued, "But... I love you so much more."
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"Oh, my god." Quinn said, looking into the distance at something floating in the water. It was dark now and herself and Rachel had been looking for hours but had still found nothing. Until now.
"What?" Rachel asked, coming up behind Quinn and looking in the same direction as she was.
"That's the rowboat that Santana and Brittany stole." Quinn said, "But, Santana and Brittany aren't in it."
"Well, that's either a good sign or a bad sign. A good sign being they ditched the rowboat and found an island and are waiting there to be rescued. The bad sign being they were eaten and that rowboat is all that is left of them." Rachel said.
"Rachel, did you just say the word 'ditched'?" Quinn asked. Rachel smiled and nodded.
"I believe I did." Rachel said, "Come on, drive up to the rowboat. We can pull it on board and then see if there's anything in the distance it was traveling."
"And she's weird again."
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Santana and Brittany had been standing in the same place for a few hours, just staring at each other. Both of them shocked by what Santana had said. Santana broke eye contact and looked at the water.
"It's dark. I'm hungry. Make a fire. I'll go catch some fish." she said. Brittany frowned and grabbed her arm, stopping her from retreating to the water.
"You said you loved me." Brittany said.
"And?" Santana asked. Brittany stared into the dark brown eyes for a while before clenching her jaw and leaning in. She leaned further and further and further until her lips were inches away from Santana's.
"And I'm gonna kiss you. And you're not gonna pull away. You're gonna kiss me back because you're in love with me and I'm in love with you and we're in love with each other." Brittany stated. Santana frowned and looked at Brittany's lips before looking deep into baby blue eyes.
"If you kissed me, it'd be my first kiss." Santana said softly, swallowing the lump in her throat.
"Can I please have it?" Brittany asked, cupping Santana's face and resting their forehead's together.
"...I wouldn't have it any other way." Santana whispered, letting Brittany lean just that little bit further and join their lips. Santana may not have ever been kissed but she still knew how and she kissed Brittany back with just as much passion as the blonde was kissing her with. Brittany kissed Santana with so much love and passion, that a few tears escaped both their eyes. It was intense and overwhelming and Brittany was in heaven at the feeling.
"I wanna make love to you." Brittany whispered against Santana's lips. Santana kissed her even deeper and began pushing her backward toward the hut. Santana's hands found their way into Brittany's briefs and she gently squeezed the blonde's firm ass cheeks.
"Slowly." Santana mumbled, "I wanna go slowly." Brittany smiled and pecked Santana's nose.
"Anything you want." she whispered, gently lifting the latina's dress up over her head. They each slowly removed their clothing and Brittany lay Santana down on the sand. The blonde hovered over her and nudged her nose, "Do you have a condom with you?"
"No." Santana answered.
"Okay, let me just go get one." Brittany whispered, feeling the brisk breeze blow against them.
"No." Santana said, "No condom. I wanna really feel you."
"You sure?" Brittany asked.
"Definitely." Santana answered. Brittany smiled and kissed Santana's lips just because she could. Their kisses became passionate and Santana couldn't believe how much kissing turned her on. She was wetter than she'd ever been before and neither of them were saying anything dirty. They were just kissing.
Brittany was extremely hard. Harder than she'd ever been. Kissing Santana's lips was an incredibly new feeling and it shocked her body at how much she enjoyed it. She wanted more of it. She felt as though she could cum just from kissing Santana.
"I wanna be inside you." Brittany voiced her thoughts against Santana's lips and the brunette smiled. The sand was warm and soft beneath them and while Brittany aligned her member with Santana's entrance, Santana uttered the only three words Brittany ever wanted to hear her say.
"I love you."
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"Rachel, do you see anything?" Quinn asked as she steered the boat.
"No, Quinn. In case you haven't noticed, it's night time and you haven't given me any kind of light to be able to shine in the distance." Rachel said. Quinn smiled at the brunette's attitude and pulled a torch out of her bag.
"Here's a torch." Quinn said, handing it to Rachel, "Go crazy."
"Thank you." Rachel said, taking the torch from Quinn and turning it on, shining it in the direction they assumed the boat came from, "Well, I don't see anything that looks remotely like an island in that direction but, we could drive the boat closer and see."
"Yeah, good idea." Quinn said, turning the boat in that direction and slowly driving it forward. Rachel cleverly stuck the torch onto the front of the boat and sat down.
"You know, Quinn. It's very dangerous to not have lights on your boat." Rachel said. Quinn smiled and nodded.
"I know. My dad's kinda lazy when it comes to those things." Quinn said. Rachel nodded and looked forward.
"I'm actually really enjoying this search party, Quinn. You're nice company." Rachel said. Quinn couldn't help the smile that spread across her face at the brunette's words.
"Thanks Rachel. You are too." Quinn said, "And, when we find Santana and Brittany, I'll definitely have you to thank. For someone who's never been at sea, you know a lot about it."
"Thank you, Quinn. You're very sweet."
"You are too."
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Brittany's hips moved back and forth slowly and gently as she rested her forearms under Santana's head and deeply kissed the brunette. Santana's hands ran softly up and down Brittany's back as her spread legs rested on either side of Brittany's hips. Soft moans were escaping Brittany's throat as she moved gently in and out of Santana. Knowing that they were both just as in love with each other made Brittany's heart soar. It made this feel so much better. Santana was amazed at how good it felt with feelings. It felt so much better.
Brittany pulled away from the kiss to breathe and looked Santana in the eyes as a few more moans left her lips. Both their lips.
"Brittany," Santana moaned out, "I want you to go a little faster."
"Yeah?" Brittany asked, kissing Santana's jaw line as she felt the brunette's head tilt back while she fastened her pace by a fraction. Not too fast, but not too slow. Just perfect.
"Yeah." Santana breathed out, moving her head away from Brittany's so the blonde had better access to her neck, "I'm so lucky to have you, Brittany."
"I'm so lucky to have you." Brittany corrected.
"You're so sweet.. Uh!.. And so nurturing... And your heart... God, I love your heart." Santana mumbled out between moans. Her thighs began to shake and she brought her legs up, securing them just under Brittany's ass. Her lips found Brittany's shoulder and she pressed them against the sweaty skin, "And I'm so sorry it took me so long to realize how in love I am with you." Brittany leaned up and looked Santana in the eyes as both of them felt their orgasms approaching.
"That's okay... The point is, is that you realized it... And that's all that matters to me." Brittany whispered softly, closing her eyes and brushing Santana's lips with hers, "I want you to cum with me."
"Okay," Santana said, getting even closer at the words, "I'm about to cum... Oh, god!" Santana began to shake as Brittany's member swelled and then released about 9 ropes of hot cum deep inside of her. The both of them shook and came together, Santana's legs squeezing against Brittany and her toes curling. Brittany's toes curled as well and she brought Santana in for an extremely passionate kiss, leaving them both breathless by the time their orgasms had passed.
Now, they just lay there, Brittany's member now soft and slowly slipping out of Santana and Santana in complete bliss, her mind swarming with the thoughts of what had just happened.
"That was like nothing I have ever experienced... Ever." Santana said, her head lulled to the side as Brittany kissed just below her ear. The blonde smiled and let her lips linger.
"I told you it was better with feelings." she whispered as Santana's head raised to look at her. The brunette smiled and nodded.
"That you did. And you were so, so right." she whispered. Brittany bit her lip and ever so gently meshed hers and Santana's lips.
"This was perfect."
"It really was." Santana said, "And now I have sand in my hair."
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A/N: Hope you enjoyed. Next one will continue from this. :)
