Chapter 9 – Losing self-control

"So…um… do you wanna watch a movie?" Brittany asks after they've finished cleaning up the dishes. There was a little awkwardness between them throughout dinner, something to do with their little cooking lesson earlier.

"Uh… okay." Santana replies a little unsure. What she should do right now is go to her room and lock herself in there until she has to go to work the following day, but she doesn't. She chooses to see a movie with Brittany, the blonde blue eyed beauty who she happens to like. "So… what movie do you wanna see?" Brittany shrugs, leaving the decision to the Latina. "What about 'Beauty and the Beast', it's your favorite right?" Santana suggests and the blonde looks at her surprised.

"You remembered?" Brittany asks and smiles sweetly at the Latina.

"Yeah." Santana says with a shrug of the shoulders, trying to sound nonchalantly, but failing when her cheeks turn a light shade of pink, which she thinks Brittany can't see because of her tan skin, but the blonde can and smiles at this. She clears her throat awkwardly and says "I'm gonna do popcorn." She grabs a bag of popcorn from the cabinet and puts it in the microwave. "What do you want to drink?" Santana asks as she looks into the fridge. "We're out of juice, so it has to be water."

"Water is fine." Brittany replies a little shakily due to the fact that her eyes are fixed on Santana's very well-shaped ass. She's broken from her trance when she realizes that the Latina is looking at her with a smirk on her face. She blushes and looks away from Santana, embarrassed at being caught staring at her ass. "Uh… I'm gonna put the movie in." She says nervously and walks away quickly.

Santana stares at the blonde's retreating figure and smiles at herself, amused by Brittany's flushed state. She's broken from her thoughts of the blonde by the sound of the microwave, indicating that the popcorn is ready. She pours the popcorn into a bowl and then pours water into two glasses. She picks the bowl and one glass and leaves the kitchen.

As she enters the living room she almost drops the things on her hands at the sight in front of her. Brittany is bent over, putting the movie into the DVD player, giving Santana a great view of her ass. Now it's me who's staring at her ass, she thinks to herself. She looks away quickly, not wanting to be caught staring, puts the popcorn and glass of water on the coffee table and turns around to go grab the rest. She returns a few minutes later with the other glass of water and the bottle and puts them on the coffee table as well.

Santana sees Brittany sitting at one end of the couch, so she decides to sit on the other. The blonde starts the movie and instantly her face lights up. "You really like this movie, uh?" Santana says through a chuckle as she sees the excitement on Brittany's face.

"Yeah." The blonde says shyly, her cheeks turning a light shade of pink, which seems to be happening a lot lately around the Latina.

Santana smiles at the blonde's cuteness and looks back at the movie. She goes to grab the popcorn, but she doesn't notice that the blonde is going too, so their hands brush one another's and tingles run up their arms, leaving goose bumps along the way. "Sorry." Santana mutters bashfully, her cheeks flushed. "You can go first."

Brittany smiles at her shyly and takes some popcorn into her hands. "Thanks."

"No problem." Santana replies, her body still tingly, and takes some popcorn into her hands as well. They return their eyes to the movie without another word said.

The Latina doesn't pay much attention to the movie, she just keeps stealing glances at the blonde beside her. She gets caught one or two times, but pretends like she wasn't looking by taking some popcorn into her hands. Brittany gives her a knowing smile and Santana blushes, returning her eyes to the movie. But that doesn't last long. A few minutes into the movie, she looks, once again, at Brittany and notices that she's trying to find a comfortable position on the couch, but not being very successful.

"You can lay your head on my lap if you want." Santana says without thinking and, when she realizes what she suggested to the blonde, she kicks herself internally.

Brittany looks at her surprised, but doesn't say anything, she just shuffles on the couch and lays her head on Santana's lap. The Latina stands there awkwardly, having no idea of where to put her hands, so she lets them lay at her sides.

A few minutes into the movie, Santana finds herself stroking Brittany's arm softly. She has no idea how that happened and she's about to pull her hand away when she hears the blonde letting out a soft sigh. She looks down at Brittany and sees a content smile on her face, and so she continues to caress the blonde's arm.

When the movie is over, Santana looks down to find Brittany sleeping peacefully. She stares at the blonde for a moment, mesmerized by her beauty and smiles widely when she hears a cute little snore coming out of her.

Not wanting to wake her up, Santana manages to pick her up carefully, bridal-style, and take her to her room. The blonde nuzzles on the Latina's neck, causing tingles to run through Santana's body and, consequently, making her stop to recompose herself. She takes a deep breath to calm her accelerated beating heart and then continues her journey towards Brittany's room. She enters silently and walks towards the bed, putting the blonde on it carefully. She pulls the covers on top of her body and can't help herself in planting a soft kiss on Brittany's forehead. She brushes a piece of hair from her face and smiles at how peaceful the blonde looks. She walks out of the room, glancing one more time at the sleeping beauty and then closes the door silently. She goes to her own room, puts her pajama on and then lies on her bed. And just like the other nights, Santana finds herself not being able to fall sleep, her mind filled with images of a beautiful blonde who goes by the name of Brittany S. Pierce.

The next day, Saturday, Santana loves, because it means that she can sleep until noon. The Latina is not a morning person, everyone knows that… well, everyone except for one person it seems.

Brittany is standing right beside Santana's bed, telling the Latina to get up. Why? Santana has no idea, she just wants to sleep. "Go away." The Latina mumbles into her pillow tiredly, her eyes closed and the sheets covering her entire body. When she doesn't hear anything in response she smiles triumphantly and assumes that Brittany gave up and walked out. But, almost immediately, her assumptions are thrown out the window when she feels someone jumping on the bed.

"Come on San. We have a deal, remember? I'm gonna teach you how to ride a bike today, so get your lazy ass up. " Brittany says loudly as she keeps bouncing up and down on the bed. She giggles when she sees Santana throwing a pillow, which supposedly is meant for her, but she completely misses her target. The Latina groans at the feeling of the bouncing bed and turns to look at the culprit, who has a smirk on her face. Santana is able to grab Brittany's ankle, making the blonde fall forward and on top of her. Suddenly the tiredness Santana felt is out the window and all she can focus on is Brittany's beautiful blue eyes. The blonde is looking back at her, their faces mere inches apart and it would be so easy to lean down and kiss those luscious plump lips, but she doesn't. She pulls away and gets up hastily, clearing her throat awkwardly. "Uh… I'm waiting for you in the living room." Then she's out the door without another word or glance at Santana, who buries her head in her pillow and huffs in frustration.

Twenty minutes later they're on their way to the park, which actually is just a 5 minute walk from their apartment. They're walking side by side awkwardly, Santana looking at the people passing them and Brittany busies herself by looking at her bike.

They finally arrive at the park, this uncomfortable atmosphere around them, which Brittany is the first one to break. "Hop on the bike."

"Can't we just enjoy this amazing weather and walk around the park?" Santana suggests, hoping to God that the blonde gives in.

"No Santana. We made a deal, so hop on the bike." Brittany says seriously and the Latina looks at the bicycle with unsure eyes. "Now." The blonde says sternly and Santana finally hops on a little shaky. "Just relax." She says beside the Latina and puts her hand on top of Santana's on the steering wheel. "Now start to pedal slowly." She instructs and the Latina obeys. Seeing that Santana is doing pretty good she decides she's ready for level 2. She lets go of the bike carefully and the Latina doesn't even notice, she just keeps pedaling.

When she does notice, all hell breaks loose. "Oh My God! Brittany! I'm gonna fall!" She yells, panic laced in her voice, and the bike starts wobbling, making her freak out even more. Brittany runs to her side quickly, but when she gets to her, all she sees is Santana falling out of the bike and onto her, and they both fall on the grass. And just like that morning they lock eyes, but this time their positions are reversed, Santana on top of Brittany. Their faces are really close and they can feel each other's breath on their mouths. The Latina chances a glance at the blonde's pink lips and that's when all her self-control goes out the door. She leans in slowly, giving Brittany the chance to push her away, but the blonde doesn't do it. She waits for Santana's lips to connect with her own and flutters her eyes closed. Then it happens. Santana's lips brush her own gently. Brittany enjoys the feeling and starts moving her lips as well. Her body is buzzing and tingles fill her body as their lips move skillfully against one another's.

But, when she feels Santana's tongue brushing her lips, she comes back to reality and pushes the Latina away abruptly. She gets up and walks towards her bike, picking it up from the ground. She hops in and pedals away, ignoring Santana's voice calling her name.

This time we're gonna talk, Santana thinks to herself. And with that decision in mind she runs after the blonde. She gets to their apartment building, completely out of breath, and when she sees that the elevator is occupied she groans in displeasure. The stairs it is. She takes a deep breath and starts running up the stairs.

She finally arrives at the 2nd floor and sees Brittany entering the apartment. She walks at a fast pace, her breathing heavy from all the running, and is able to prevent the blonde from closing the door in her face. She walks in, closing the door behind her and goes after Brittany, who's walking towards her room. She grabs her wrist and turns the blonde around to face her. "We have to talk." She says firmly.

"No, we don't." Brittany says while trying to free herself, but not succeeding.

"Yes, we do and you know it." Santana says strongly.

"What if I don't want to talk?" Brittany counters back.

"Fine!" The Latina huffs in frustration and lets go of the blonde's wrist. "If you don't want to talk at least listen." She takes a deep breath and then starts saying everything that she has been bottling up since she saw the blonde again. "Since I've met you my world has been upside down. I hardly sleep because I keep thinking about you, I can't concentrate at work because, once again, I'm thinking about you, whatever I do, wherever I am you're always on my mind, and it's driving me crazy, you are driving me crazy." Brittany looks at the Latina in surprise and a giddy feeling settles in her stomach while a small smile plays on her lips. Santana doesn't notice the blonde's expression, because she keeps pacing around the living room, blurting out what she's feeling. "And the thing is… I can't stay away from you. There's this force, like a magnet, that's pulling me to you and, as much as I try to fight it, the force just keeps getting stronger and I just don't want to fight it anymore, because… I like you Brittany." She confesses softly and it's only then she stops her pacing and realizes what she just said. She told Brittany that she likes her. She looks up at the blonde and sees that her bright blue eyes are wide and her mouth is open in an 'O' shape, in other words, she's shocked. The Latina starts fiddling with her fingers nervously and chews on her bottom lip as she looks at the ground. "Oh God! Why did I say that? This is no-" She's cut off when she feels two hands on her face, making her look up, and before she knows it, soft lips are connecting with her own.

Santana is surprised and shocked at first, not knowing what the hell is going on, but in seconds those things evaporate and butterflies appear in her stomach as she realizes that Brittany is kissing her. She smiles into the kiss and kisses back just as intensely.

Brittany brushes her tongue against Santana's lips, and is instantly granted access by the Latina, who parts her lips to caress the blonde's tongue with her own. Santana puts her hands on Brittany's waist, pulling the blonde closer to her and, at the same time, deepening the kiss.

Brittany pulls away begrudgingly in need for air and her eyes flutter open slowly, locking onto brown ones. They stay entranced in each other's eyes, seeing all these emotions and feelings passing through them. Their breathing is heavy and their hearts are beating like crazy, like they're about to burst out of their chests.

Santana changes a glance to Brittany's lips and, just like at the park, all her self-control is gone. She lunges forward and kisses the blonde with all she has. Brittany responds immediately and kisses her back passionately. They deepen the kiss while their hands roam each other's bodies, searching for some skin to touch.

Santana disconnects their lips and starts trailing kisses down Brittany's neck, sucking on the blonde's pulse point, making her let out a moan. Santana smirks at the sound and sucks harder, leaving there a red mark, her mark. Her hands sneak up Brittany's shirt and settles on the blonde's barely-there baby bump. She caresses the skin softly, a feeling of protectiveness towards the growing baby settling inside of her.

She rids herself from her thoughts and trails her hands up, stopping on Brittany's covered breasts. She massages them slowly while kissing up the blonde's neck back to her mouth, kissing her hungrily. Brittany lets out a moan and pleasure shoots through her body and settles in her core, making her panties wet.

Santana leaves the blonde's breasts, which earns her a groan of displeasure, and takes the hem of Brittany's shirt into her hands. She breaks the kiss and looks at the blonde's beautiful blue eyes for any indication of uncertainty. When she sees none, she pulls Brittany's shirt up and off of the blonde, discarding it somewhere in the living room.

They reconnect their lips in a passionate kiss and start walking, still holding each other, towards Santana's room. They enter it, the Latina kicking the door shut behind them, with their lips still moving against one another's.

Brittany grips the hem of Santana's shirt and takes it off of her and discards it on the floor. They crash their lips together in a hungry kiss and start walking towards the bed. On their way Santana unclasps Brittany's bra and the blonde lets it slip from her arms and onto the floor. The blonde's legs hit the bed and Santana lowers them carefully onto it, she on top of Brittany.

The Latina looks at the blonde's beautiful body, just memorizing every curve and every freckle on her mind. She then lowers herself and takes one of Brittany's nipples into her mouth, sucking it skillfully, making the blonde arch into her touch.

Brittany's panties are soaked at this point and she needs to feel Santana's skin against her own, so she unclasps the girl's bra and throws it somewhere in the room. She doesn't waste any more time and takes the Latina's breasts into her hands, massaging them, which causes Santana to let out a delicious moan.

The Latina can feel her penis twist in pleasure and when she feels Brittany bucking her hips and grinding her core against her shaft, she loses it. She starts grinding her hips as well and soon their breathing is heavy and moans fill the room.

They slow down their pace, not wanting to come with their clothes still on and wanting to enjoy this as much as they can. Brittany sneaks her hands between their bodies and unbuttons Santana's pants. She takes them off with the help of the Latina and throws the piece of clothing onto the floor. She notices the large bulge on Santana's boxers and, if that's even possible, she gets more turned on than she was before. She gets rid of the undergarment and Santana's penis stands there at full attention. Not containing herself she takes the Latina's shaft into her hand and strokes it slowly.

Santana moans loudly, her eyes rolling to the back of her head, as pleasure shoots through her body. Her breathing picks up as Brittany keeps stroking her penis skillfully and she can't take it anymore. She unbuttons the blonde's pants and takes them off of her along with her ruined panties. She throws them on the floor to join the rest of their clothing and then turns back to the blonde, kissing her passionately. They feel their centers touching and electricity shoots through their bodies.

Santana looks at Brittany for permission and the blonde smiles at her lovingly and nods. The Latina smiles at her and gives her a soft kiss before guiding her penis towards the blonde's entrance. She enters her slowly, both of them moaning at the feeling. She goes deeper, stretching Brittany's walls along the way, something the blonde isn't opposed to. Brittany loves the way Santana fills her up and it has been so long since the last time they did this.

The Latina is finally all the way in and she starts pulling out, leaving only the tip in. She thrusts in again and Brittany throws her head back in pleasure. Santana leans down and kisses the blonde passionately while pulling out and thrusting in once again.

Brittany can't control her moans anymore, all this pleasure is driving her crazy and she needs more. "Harder Santana! Faster! Ooohh! God!" She moans loudly when she feels the Latina hitting her G spot. She starts moving her own hips faster, meeting Santana's thrusts and making herself coming that much closer to the edge.

Santana feels that the blonde is about to come and she herself is about to burst too, so she thrusts deeper and faster. She massages Brittany's clit and that makes it for the blonde. "SANTANA!" She yells in ecstasy and comes undone from the most mind-blowing orgasm she has ever had.

Santana comes right after the blonde, shooting her seed deep inside of Brittany and moaning the blonde's name loudly. She gives Brittany a soft kiss and then pulls out of her, lying beside her. Brittany shuffles closer to Santana and lays her head on the Latina's shoulder, relishing the warmth of her body. They snuggle together, Santana putting her arms around the blonde's body securely. They fall into a deep and peaceful slumber with content smiles on their faces and their hearts beating in sync. And this time Santana isn't running away from what she feels…

SEXY TIMES! Yay! :D And Santana FINALLY admited her feelings to Brittany! Double yay! :D

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