Hey thanks for reviews, love u all for it.=) OK I've had mixed reviews about quinntana so I will keep it on a low but not get rid of it completely, after all, brittana is my speciality! Haha enjoy! (Use Google translate for Spanish bits)
Five hours we managed to sleep after we came down from our ridiculously pleasurable orgasms, only to be rudely awaken by a loud knocking on the hotel door, both of our heads snapping from the pillows and almost thwacking off eachother.
Must be the cleaner.
"Not now!" I screamed, flopping my head back against the soft pillows, staring into brittanys weary eyes, snuggling closer to her naked body beneath the sheets and pressing my lips to her forehead causing a small giggle to come from her lips.
"Morning sweetheart" I croaked tirelessly, slipping my arms under hers to cuddle into her bare chest.
"Morning ba-" Brittany started but was cut of by a other loud impatient bang on the door. "Piss off!"
I chuckled at her rudeness and leant up to open my mouth over hers, slowly leaning into a kiss to be startled by the sound of the door flying open and hitting the ceramic wall behind it.
The plump cleaner stood open mouthed in the doorway at the erotic sight of the two of us lying naked with the sheets only covering our hips, music blasting through her earphones, explaining why she didn't hear our rejections.
"No me gusta..." the lady mumbled, pulling her earphones from her ears and dropping her broom in shock of seeing two girls pressed against one another to hide our exposed breasts.
"No me gusta?" I asked in disbelief, clutching the sheets over my chest and sitting up, the cleaner was obviously Spanish, and I can do Spanish!
"no te gusta? perra homofóbico! se que hacer que eran también las niñas? por lo que dos niñas no pueden amarse unos a otros? así obtener el infierno fuera de aquí porque estoy enamorado de ella y no me importa lo que pienses!"
The woman gasped for a moment at my argument and slowly leant down to retrieve her broom, her eyes never leaving my furious ones, glaring red down at her and backed out of the room, closing the door firmly behind her and placing the 'do not disturb' sign on the handle of the outside.
"Your bilingual?" Brittany asked curiously as I lay back down besides her and cupped her cheek lovingly, our faces only millimeters apart.
"What you think?" I smirked, pouting my lips for a quick kiss to the lips.
"What did you scream at her then?" She chuckled, bringing her hand up to entwine her fingers through mine as I continued to cup her cheek.
"Just told her to piss off" I lied, feeling a little embarrassed by my strong confession before swinging my legs off the bed to find some clothes from my case and begin pulling them on.
"We betta get up to Quinn's, fancy a drink of that cleaner on the way?" I asked, looking at myself in the mirror I stood infront of and realizing how red my eyes had become.
"Sure thing baby" she smiled, chuckling as the clothes I threw at her on the bed landed on her face. "I can't wait to meet them, anything I should watch out for besides Quinn's 'addition'?"
I lastly pulled my tank top over my head, it's like beautiful weather out, and turned to sit on the edge of the bed, watching with a smirk as Brittany put hers on backwards.
"Lemme see, Rachel is a annoying bitch and Puck will try to get you in bed" I warned, leaning forward to pull Brittanys top over her head to return it on the right way around.
"Your so adorable" I breathed, swiping her bangs from her eyes and settling them behind her ears.
Brittany blushed first at my comment but soon answered me. "So are you! And don't worry, I'm like a a+ in dealing with bitches and I'm not into penis so I won't end up in bed with puck"
I sniggered and pushed her back down softly onto the bed. That shirt might just end up on back to front again...
Oxoxoxoxoxoxoxo
She lives in a fairy tail, somewhere to far for us to find,
Forgotten the taste and smell of a world that she's left behind!
It's all about the exposure the lense I told her,
The angels are all wrong now she's ripping wings off of butterflies.
I sang along powerfully to the song blasting from the car CD player as I overpowered the sound of the satnav telling me the directions, Brittany having to scream them over the music so I didn't make a wrong turn through the streets on New York.
"Your a amazing Singer you know that? You should be lead in all of these Broadway shows" she commented as I continued singing my heart out to the paramore song, not giving a shit that the windows were fully down. I loved hearing her compliment me, it makes me feel so good. I'm pretty sure I'm blushing but it's probably unnoticeable due to my large sunglasses sported over my face and the blazing sun heating my face.
"I used to be in a band with Puck and some idiotic twat called finn who used to be with Rachel, he'd play drums, Puck on lead and I'd do rhythm and vocals, it was fun till I slapped Finn for outing me..."
Brittany laughed over the sound of my music and hummed along to the song, probably unfamiliar with the type of music.
"Oh and some guy called Sam did bass..." I added, "I'm pretty sure you know him, I saw u at a party once playing spin the bottle and you had to kiss him"
"Oh the blonde football player?" She asked after shouting a other direction, making a sharp turn into the street almost missing it.
"Yeah, he had his tongue right down your throat" I joked, remembering the drunken night I spent at rick 'the stick's place watching Brittany make out with everyone but me but at the same time, druling over her killer abs, onlooking as she gave free lap dances to girls and guys.
"Jealous much?" Brittany teased, bringing me back to reality with her playful nudge.
"Hell no! I've had my tongue down your throat way more than him!"
Sam. I wonder were he is? I thought aloud, taking a last turn into a side street and pulling up against the sidewalk as the classic sat-nav voice told me I'd reached my destination.
"Here we are then..." I mumbled, looking up at the towering multistory building "fabray residence."
I swung my door open and emerged Into the almost unbearable heat, trailing to the back of my my car to pull the cases from the trunk, handing one to a flushed Brittany and closing it behind me, opening the back seat and retrieving my Duffel bag with my spare hand and making our way to the entrance of the building after my cap bleeped locked.
"What room is it?" Brittany asked as we entered the lobby, looking around in hope of there being no one on reception. Luckily there was'nt so we hurried to the elevators and called for it.
"Floor 3 room 47"
When the old, untrust worthy looking elevator arrived we stepped into the creaking open doors and placed our bags on the floor after clicking the required button on the plaque.
"I've always wanted to make out in a elevator" Brittany laughed, slipping her arm around my shoulders as we stood side by side.
"We're kinda short on time but..." I turned to look into her eyes flirtatiously, cocking my neck up to press my lips into hers for a few passionate moments until the elevator binged and the doors slowly opened causing us to detach our lips and take hold of the cases to step out into the red walled halllway, around five rooms on each side spreading along the long corridor.
Luckily Quinn's apartment was only two doors down so we didn't have to drag our cases very far in the scoldering heat.
"What if they don't like me?" Brittany asked shyly, taking the Duffel off me so I could freely knock the door of room 47.
"How can anyone not like you! Your too likeable for them not to like you" I exclaimed as the door was threw open and there before me for the first time in years was my best bro.
"Long time no see lezbro!" Puck cheered, kindly taking the cases from me and placing them to one side for him to pull me into his broad shoulders for a tight embrace.
"You grew your Mohawk back!" I grinned, slipping my hand up his neck to tangle my fingers into the strip of curls.
"Gives something for the ladies to grab onto" he winked as we pulled away, running his hand over his head to smooth the style out again.
"And who's this?" He smirked, smiling charmingly at Brittany standing besides me.
"My girlfriend Puck, she's one of us" I informed sternly, taking her case from her hand and entering the room uninvited to place it next to mine.
"What? A lesbian or a vamp?" He giggled jokingly, gesturing Brittany inside and shutting the door. He was wearing pretty much the same as me, only in men's sizes, a plain tank and joggers, it's what everyone seems to wear in this weather.
"Both, were's Q?" I questioned, taking Brittany by the hand after she'd introduced herself to puck and shook his hand sweetly with the same charm that'd made me fall for her all those years ago.
"Probably getting her Mack on with Berry, they haven't got up yet this morning." He shrugged as I made my way into the Lounge, consisting of two sofas, one slightly larger than the other, a plasma screen television and a large coffee table between the two sofas. Against the walls were shelves stacked with records, books, DVDs and CDs. I'm guessing the majority are Rachel's.
"Nice place, which ones ours?" Brittany smiled, pointing at each of the three doors individuality looking adorablely confused.
"This one" puck said swiftly, striding over to one of the doors and swinging it open, presenting us our room like a true gentleman.
Me and Brittany both grabbed at our cases and hurried excitedly to the room, gasping at the kingsized bed in the middle of the creamy papered walls with matching curtains and wooden wardrobes and drawers.
"Quinn's always been a pretty amazing interior designer" I breathed in the doorway, plopping our luggage behind the door and both of us simultaneously running to jump on the soft sheets giggling like on some cheessy sofa selling advert.
Puck laughed and folded his arms, watching as we jumped up from the bed with huge grins on our faces so i came over to him when I heard a all too familiar whimper from the uninvestigated room next door.
"Mhm...Rachel" was heard softly from behind the neighbouring wall and Puck raised his eyebrows sarcastically.
"You'll get used to that" he nodded, staring directly in Brittanys direction as she bounced up and down on the bed, smiling softly to herself.
"Hey! My girl remember!" I snapped quietly, only to be interrupted by a more strangled whimper followed by a soft thud and silence.
"We can drown that out easily can't we tanna?" Brittany insisted with a cheeky wink in my direction causing a deep red to spread over my cheeks.
I held my hand out for her and she skipped from the bed to entwine our fingers as I pulled her into the lounge again.
"Betta get the socks ready" Puck mumbled causing me to slap his arm playfully as I sat onto the leather sofa, testing it's comfort.
"Man I've missed you tanna" he admitted sheepishly, sitting on my right with Brittany cuddled into my left slightly.
"I've missed you too p-"
"-Santana!"
Mine and brittanys heads snapped around to find Quinn standing in a silk gown infront of her closed door, her hair wild and unruling like I'd seen it many times.
I shot up and ran into Quinn's open arms, mimicking her huge grin and clutching her body so tight against mine.
"I miaaed you so much Q" I breathed Into her neck, feeling brittanys eyes staring at me from behind.
"I missed you too San... so much" she sighed, her hand slipping up and down my back tenderly.
"Awwhhh" Brittany cheered from the sofa. "That's so cute!"
And my heart skipped a beat...
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