Some Ships Will Never Sink

I awoke the next morning wrapped in the arms of a sleeping Brittany. Well, a sleeping, naked Brittany. I then realized that I myself was also naked. My eyes widened as

I slowly remembered last night. I couldn't help but smile. I placed gentle kisses on her neck, waking her up softly.

"Hey babe." I said, kissing her good morning.

"Good morning." I heard in between kisses.

Part of me hoped she would bring up last nights events. Another hoped she didn't. I didn't understand this feeling. Why was I this nervous? I love her and I know she loves me. Her eyes fluttered across my face, seeming to take in every feature. She moved her gaze along the contours of my neck and collarbones until stopping at my breasts, still unclothed. I saw her smile, burying her face in my hair.

"I love you." Britt whispered.

"I love you too."

"San, do you, uh, do you think last night was a mistake?"
I felt my heart break. "Not at all…do you?"

"Nope." She said, popping the p and smiling. "I thought it was perfect timing."

I snuggled closer to her, feeling the heat from her body fading into mine. My head rested on her chest, her lay on a pillow behind me. Brittany stroked my hair softly as I left small kisses on her.

"Santana!" my mom called from downstairs.

"Oh shit." I said, getting up and throwing pajama pants and a t-shirt on. I ran my hands through my hair. It was pretty tangled from last night.

"What?" I asked as I walked down the stairs.

"I came home last night around midnight."

"And…?"

"I always check on you before I go to sleep. You and Brittany weren't very, uh…clothed when I went to check." She said awkwardly, looking at random objects in our living room.

"Oh God," I said, panicking, "I'm sorry it won't happen again just don't make her leave, please?" I begged. Begging. Santana Lopez was begging.

"I won't make her go back to her house if she feels threatened."

"Thank you s-"

"But," my mom cut me off. "I don't know if I can trust you two to sleep in the same room."

"If it's that bad," a soft voice interjected, "I could just go back to my house…"

Brittany had come to see what was taking me so long. She had been at the top of the stairs listening. I could see tears beginning to well in her eyes, breaking my heart into millions of pieces.

"Britt," I stood up to hug her. "I don't want you going back to that house if you don't feel completely safe."

"Santana, I love you. I don't want to be at a bad place with anyone in your family. If it's better for me to leave, then I will. I just want to be with you." She smiled at me, but I could see the sadness in her eyes.

"Brittany, its perfectly fine if you still want to stay here." My mom told her gently.

"Are you sure?" Britt said, biting her lip in the cutest way.

My mom and I both nodded.

Another smile, a real one this time. "I'll stay."

I squealed a little before hugging her close to me. She hugged me back and left a quick kiss on my cheek.

"Girls, we do need to talk about the, uh, sleeping situation."

Oh God.

"Mom, I swear it won't ever happen again. I promise." That was a lie. I felt terrible, but she's my girlfriend. And she's hot. And we're two hormonal teenagers that live in the same house.

"I want to believe you, Santana. But I know what goes on."

"Please mom?"

"I was a teenager too. You two are living together for now. I'm not stupid, I know it's probably happened before."

"No it hasn't, I swear that was the first and only time." Okay, that was a half-lie. First time with Britt? Yes. First time in general? Not exactly.

She sighed. "The answer to a question I never asked."

"Sorry. I'm just trying to prove that we can handle not doing certain, um, adult things." I forced a smile.

"I know I can't stop you two from having sex. Not at your age."

"Wow mom, way to come right out and say it…" I could feel my cheeks reddening. Glancing at Brittany, I saw that her cheeks had turned a pink color.

"But," she continued, " I can control if it happens in this house."

"Fine." I said, defeated.

"I can sleep on the couch, if it's alright?" Britt said.

I shook my head. "You can have my bed. It's a lot more comfortable."

She gave me a small smile, running her hand along my back without my mom noticing.

"Okay then, it's settled. I sleep on the couch, Britt sleeps in my bed."

"Wait, I have a question." Brittany said. "Does this mean no more cuddles or just no more sleeping in the same bed?" she pouted.

"Just no sleeping in the same bed. You get cuddles in the daytime and at school." I smiled at how quickly her face lit up.

"I'll give you girls one thing." My mom said. "You make a pretty cute couple."

We just looked at each other and smiled.

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It was a teacher meeting day or something, so we had the day off. I told my mom that I was going to take Britt to the movies.

"What do you wanna see?" I asked her, taking her hand in mine.

"I don't know, they all look pretty good." she looked at me. "What haven't you seen yet?"

"Um, Into the Storm, The Giver, The Fault In Our Stars." I listed.

"Wait, you haven't seen The Fault In Our Stars yet?"

"I just finished the book."

"Let's see that one, then." She said, giving me a quick kiss on the side of my head.

"Works for me." I smiled.

We paid for our tickets and made our way to the concession stand. Britt told me she wanted to pay for the food because I paid for the tickets. I let her pay for the popcorn, but bought Britt a package of gummy worms for later. We sat at the far end of the movie theater There was only a few people there, but come on, we were gonna make out during the movie. I didn't really want anyone to feel awkward.

The movie started and I snuggled into Brittany. Almost ten minutes in, I turned to kiss her. She accepted and we adjusted ourselves so that I was facing her. I trailed my fingers down her back. She ran hers up my thigh, grabbing my ass and pulling me toward her more. The kiss became more intense, and Britt started to reach for the buttons on my jeans.

"In here?" I whispered. "What if someone sees us, or hears us?"

"Then we're just gonna have to be quiet." Brittany said, smiling and biting my lower lip, unbuttoning my pants and pulling them down to my ankles.

I ran my hands up her leggings, pressing my fingers onto her. She allowed me to slide them off of her, leaving us in our panties. I started to suck at the skin on her neck, slowly running my fingers down her body. I rubbed her through the outside of her panties before moving them to the side and inserting one of my fingers. I saw her bite her lip so she wouldn't moan. I added another. A very quiet moan escaped her. I turned to see if anyone had heard. No one was turned around. I pumped my fingers faster, running my thumb across her clit. The action made her even wetter. I repeated the action a few more times. Britt came, struggling to hold in her moans.

"God, San." She whispered.

She kissed me again, pulling my panties down to my ankles where my jeans still were. She stopped suddenly, looked around to see if anyone was watching, then lowered herself onto her knees.

"What are you do-" I gasped, cutting myself off.

Britt was leaving a trail of kisses up the inside of my thigh. I'd always wanted to know what this felt like. I never would have asked Puck or anyone to do this, though. She just kinda volunteered. She lightly licked where my opening is, making my whole body shudder. She did it again, deeper this time. I could feel her lips on me, her tongue flicking against my clit. It took everything I had not to scream. It felt amazing. I felt her put two fingers in, continuing to lick me. After a few minutes of sweet torture, I came. I bit my hand so I wouldn't make noise. We quietly pulled our clothes back to their normal position before watching the end of the movie.

Wow that was a long chapter. I wrote more smut and I hate myself. ha. Please review!