Ch. 7 Grow

I tried not to flinch at the cool tile pressed against my back as Brittany pushed me into the larger than normal stall. She wore a devilish grin as she stared at me with a question in her eyes and I just stared stupidly.

There has been many moments like now; where I would stare into her eyes and become so very lost. Lost in the clearest of blue eyes I've ever come across. She was truly a vision every time I glanced in her direction so now was no different. I stared mesmerized in Brittany's intense gaze and nodded my consent; which gained me a bright smile.

Her lips brushed against my cheek first and I flinched. Everything about this situation was so new, so fresh that I couldn't bare it but Brittany simply rubbed her hands along my sides. She pressed her nose in the nape of my neck and just inhaled my scent as her fingers trailed along my body. Nothing too firm; just simple, minuscule, gentle touches that made me relax. Made me want to sink into her hold and forget all that was around me.

"Mmm...", I hummed as her fingers crept up my sides. They snuck underneath my pants and before I could tense, Brittany soothed my worries with gentle touches to my sides and kisses to the underside of my chin.

"Santana let me touch you please", she groaned into the patch of skin she held between her teeth and I moaned incoherently.

I tentatively pressed my free hand to her hip and she nuzzled me more. It was like she wanted to be apart of me, or simply seep into my skin till no longer did my body survive on the blood pumping through my veins but her very being.

Ugh...

I pulled away, suddenly overwhelmed and Brittany made a small noise of complaint.

"We shouldn't...", I stammered as she proceeded to caress my sides lazily and Brittany made an annoyed sound. "...well at least not here", I acquiesced so she'd stop frowning.

"San... Shh!", she hushed me as her lips descended onto my neck and I groaned.

"I've never... I've never done this before", I grunted as her fingers again slipped into my pants and cupped my sex over my underwear.

"You think you'll be loud?", Brittany teased and I flushed furiously. I turned away from her amused gaze but she forced me to look back at her again. She pecked my lips chastely before removing herself from me altogether.

Wait where is she going!?

"Brittany ?", I questioned and said blonde just ignored me as she closed the forgotten stall door shut. When I heard a click of the lock being put in its place, my eyes kind of rounded.

Brittany sent me a cheshire grin before she pulled off her shirt with one fluid swoop. Her pants followed suit and my eyes widened as I looked at her toned stomach and lean body. Next to come off were her panties and with a quick maneuver her bra slid off her shoulders. Without a care in the world that she was naked, she rested her clothes on the far wall in the shower stall before making her way back to me.

Fuck me...

She stood in front of me with a confident grin and I had to look away. Not that I didn't think Brittany was beautiful but because she was... Perfection... Also there was the fact that I'd never seen another person except myself naked, let alone a girl I really liked.

Oh jeez...

Brittany laughed at my embarrassment and leaned in real close. My face flushed so bad, I felt lightheaded but Brittany would not be deterred. She pressed her body all along mine and before I could try to muster a coherent thought, cold water rained down on the both of us. I cried out in surprise but Brittany held me right where I was, her tinkling laughter being mostly drowned out by the rapidly warming water.

"Brittany!", I gasped. "My clothes are soaked", I growled out indignantly and the blonde finally let me go now that I was practically sodden.

"You looked like you needed to cool off", she answered cheekily before a mischievous look crossed her features. I sent her a wary glare. "You were going to get wet either way", she drawled and I huffed. "Awh... don't be like that San", she cooed and I just looked away from her. I heard Brittany snort before her hands found the waistband of my shorts. I gripped onto her hands.

"Brittany", I warned but she ignored me. Her fingers dipped beneath the waistband before tugging downward and even though I verbally told her to stop I never physically tried to stop her.

"Is it wrong that I'm getting turned on by your pseudo reluctance", Brittany questioned but I kept quiet. Brittany grinned victoriously at that and continued to undress me until I was just as naked as her under the spray of warm water.

I feel like throwing up...

My heart was pumping blood so harshly that I could practically hear the echoes of it in my ears. I was so nervous and Brittany's intense stare did not help. I unconsciously covered the apex between my thighs with my hands.

Why do people do this willingly? This is nerve-wracking...

"Santana you're beautiful, don't cover yourself", she stated gently but I wasn't swayed. In fact, I refused to make contact; choosing to stare at the tile beneath my bare feet then anywhere else. Brittany let out a huff. "Seriously...you like me and I like you. We're naked... I'm naked", she coaxed but I just stared at the water now flowing into the drain.

"We're at school... We really shouldn't", I mumbled and Brittany let out a snort.

"That didn't stop you from letting me straddle you back out there in the open or all those times I've laid some sweet lady kisses on you all over the campus", she pointed out and I shrugged.

That's true...

"Just let me touch you", she breathed into my ear again as her hands slowly traced up the sides of my neck. "Please", she asked as she kissed the underside of my jaw before letting her hands wander.

Mmm...

The second Brittany's hand left the column of my neck, I became instantly aware of my entire body. Every sensation had me tingling all over... I was ecstatic, elated... Alive... Though her hands were wandering, she captured my lips in a firm lock with her own. Her tongue dragging along the bottom of my lip for permission that was easily granted.

As her hands trailed down past my collar bone, I mewled out embarrassingly. Both her hands were grasping my breasts as she molded her body as close to mine as possible. I felt my emotions swirl in a whirlwind so I broke away from her persistent mouth and sweet kisses to catch my bearings. Didn't. Work.

Brittany palmed my breasts firmly before she found my nipples and pinched them lightly. She alternated between massaging and rolling them with her thumb and index finger before squeezing my whole breast gently in her hand. Though her touches were simple, my pounding heart and rushing blood thrummed loudly in my ears, my chest rose and fell rapidly with my heavy breathing, and my mouth went dry with every whimper and gasp. I think it was the most aroused and excited I've ever felt in my entire life. Actually I knew it was.

Brittany slid one hand down my torso, inch by inch... slowly and I surrendered to her. Everything felt so overwhelming good and warm that I couldn't think to stop her. She reached my tummy, paused, and then continued down to my hands that were loosely covering my modesty. She kissed my neck again, trailing her tongue along the wet patch of skin there, before pressing her teeth into the base of my throat. My hands flew to the back of her neck as I pulled her closer, a guttural groan leaving my lips.

Damn I love biting...

Distracted, Brittany's hand swept down and cupped my mound firmly. My eyes fluttered as another breathy sound left my lips and I couldn't help but buck involuntarily into her body. I felt like a switch was flipped and I was losing it.

"Just relax", she mumbled into my ear as she kissed along the shell of it.

She massaged my opening with sure hands and like a lifeline, I held onto her tightly. After thoroughly rubbing me with the whole palm of her hand, she slid the barest tip of her finger into me and I squirmed. It was odd at first. Having her touch me felt foreign but at the same time oh so good so I didn't protest. I waited in anticipation and without preamble, Brittany delved her finger deeper into my core. I sort of blanked because she nudged a certain spot within me but then she kept stroking it and I couldn't stop the noises coming out of my mouth. I hissed out loudly, my hips canting up to meet her thrusts and she simply pressed against the pleasurable spot over and over and over.

"Fuck! Brittany", I groaned into her shoulder.

"Ssh!", she whispered. "Just a little more...", she husked and I barely had time to figure out what she meant before her index finger joined her middle finger in me. A flash of pain clouded my mind and my body seized up. I cursed loudly at the invasion and punishable thrusts. I felt something give inside me and it hurt. It was like getting an Indian burn from the obnoxious kids in my old primary school except it was inside of me.

Ow...

I tried to pull away but Brittany immediately pulled me closer against her, leaving nothing untouched. Her fingers had stopped moving and were just resting inside me as she rained down kisses across my nape. A stream of apologies were whispered urgently into my ear. She held me for seconds, minutes, hours? Who knows... before she tentatively wiggled her fingers and I didn't immediately hiss in pain. She felt around again in a scissoring motion before she pressed against the tender spot she found earlier. I gasped, my nails digging into her back but she didn't seem to mind because she just kissed me hard.

Ugh...

Like she hadn't stopped earlier, her fingers began to piston into me, making sure to brush up against my sweet spot each time. My moans were smothered by her mouth and I let myself get lost in the bliss for a few seconds before an unsettling feeling crept up on me. I froze, knowing that if I let myself go unchecked I'd lose control of my powers unwittingly. I desperately wanted to fall over the edge of whatever I felt building up inside me but my years of restraint wouldn't allow it. The second I felt my emotions rising up in way in which I could not reign it in, I got scared. I tried to pull away from Brittany but she was not having it. She gripped my cheek with her free hand firmly and with a sigh she looked me in my eyes.

"Its okay Santana", she murmured as she continued to press light kisses to my lips. "Its okay to feel. Just let it go, I'll be here to catch you", she promised yet again and my eyes watered. This was everything I strived to fight against but here was Brittany telling me it was fine. Control was a hard thing for me to gain and she wanted me to lose it.

I looked into her sure gaze and after searching her blue eyes for what seemed like years, I let go... Brittany stroked that tender spot within me firmly and my eyes clenched shut as a tidal wave of pleasure crashed over me.

"OH FUC...", my exclaim was quieted by Brittany's mouth yet again and soon I was undone.

I can't describe exactly what happened but all I know is that pleasure surrounded me, and surged through all my nerve endings. It held me under as if I were submerged in water before moving past me, so I could breath again. When I felt myself coming down from whatever high I was launched to, I knew immediately time had stopped the second I blinked open my eyes because though I could hear my heavy breathing mixed with Brittany's, that's all I heard. No pitter-patter sounds of water drops hitting the floor, no spray of water above us, or even the air conditioner working hard to keep the school cool.

Damn it...

Years of training and discipline broken in a matter of seconds by a one Brittany S. Pierce and her magical hands. I leaned my head back on the tile wall, hating myself instantly. Brittany would be my downfall, I knew it.

Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! quadruple damn it! Ugh... Marcelo must be rolling around in his grave...

Brittany didn't seem to see my mounting turmoil.

"I'm so awesome. I made you use your power", she cheered once she settled her gleaming eyes towards me. "...and you were fighting this because?", Brittany wondered with a teasing lit and I don't know why it effected me so but I sniffled. Her eyes immediately widened. "Whoa!whoa Santana!? I was just kidding", Brittany called in a concerned tone but I just covered my face as traitorous tears welled up. "Gosh I'm such an idiot! I shouldn't have poked fun at you", she berated herself as she started to move away from me but I grabbed onto her wrist.

Brittany stopped backtracking and just stood still. I tried to pull myself together because this wasn't her fault. I was at war with myself...

"Its not... I... You...", my voice cracked and Brittany swept me back into her arms, cooing into my ear. I held her with shaky hands and rested my head in the crook of her neck. "I liked it. I liked everything", I finally breathed out and Brittany relaxed into my hold but I was anything but calm.

"Santana you're trembling", she pointed out but I ignored her statement.

"My grandpa died", I finally said and Brittany stiffened. "He was just like me", I stated haltingly. "He could stop time and he made it his priority to teach me the dos and donts of my ability because... Because there was just so many things that could go wrong with my power. It takes a certain toll on my body if I keep at it", I answered disheartened and for once Brittany didn't say a word. "The time my powers developed, I was still very young. I tried to explain to my parents what I had seemed to possess but of course no one believed me", I scoffed. "They thought I was playing make believe and that made me want to prove myself but all I did was get myself into trouble...", I sighed. "My dad got fed up with my 'nonsense' real quick and saw me as a burden and my mom never cared enough to make him think otherwise", I mumbled and Brittany held me just that much tighter. "...My abuelo was the only person who truly saw me for who I was and that did wonders for me Brittany, I was happy... but then he used his ability to save a woman who's car was about to crash into a tree and he didn't make it. The toll was way too high for someone with his age", my voice hitched as my earlier tears sprung back up and I was sobbing into her shoulder. "It... It tore me apart", I choked up and Brittany pulled me away from her body.

Here comes the rejection...

"Santana! Santana, stop!", she urged as she gripped both sides of my face so I'd look at her. "You don't have to tell me this if its going to make you cry", she said quietly as she wiped away my tears and I just kissed her wrist.

I don't think I'd ever be able to open up again...

"I stopped caring about others because I thought it was the best way to protect myself. My grandpa let his emotions guide him to his death, I didn't want that for me... I did not want to make any attachments to anyone that I'd lose along the way but you wormed your way in... You see me and I'm so afraid...", I tapered off and Brittany just rests her forehead against mine.

"I'm not going anywhere", she vows and I held her tighter.

"You can't promise that", I point out brokenly and Brittany scowled. Her eyes pierced into mine like two frozen icicles.

"Watch me".


AN: I'm not sure if I should leave this story as is or actually come up with a chapter eight lol oh the decisions, decisions... Anyway all mistakes go to Seth, and let me know your thoughts. Happy Sunday, ciao!

-Tatter