Santana and Brittany were lying on Santana's bed, they were getting ready for school; Santana was doing Brittany's hair; slowly scraping her fingers through Brittany's hair, letting her nails trail all the way to the base of her neck.
"That's nice." Brittany tried to turn around to face Santana, but she pushed her face to look away from her
"Don't. I just wanna let you relax. These past few days down have been quite tiring." Santana leaned down, and pressed her lips to the smooth flesh of Brittany's neck, moving round to her ear, kissing just below it; Brittany leaned back, letting more of her skin by available for Santana's kisses.
"Lie down." Santana's voice husks against Brittany's ear; her lips grazing the outer ear; Brittany's body involuntarily shivered from the touch; Brittany lied down, and Santana straddled the lower part of Brittany's back; letting her thighs rest on the hips of Brittany's; she leaned down, and moved Brittany's hair, to apply light kisses to her neck; edging across to quick nips; Brittany's body reacting in shudders from the different sensations; the length of Santana's tongue trailing behind Brittany's ear; before teeth scraped the lobe.
"Turn around." Brittany nodded; and turned around; Santana lifted up; before setting back on the stomach of Brittany, leaning down; Santana caught Brittany's lips; a sweet kiss which instantly turned fervent; tongues moving in an almost private synchronised dance. Hands groping as much skin as possible; Brittany's top and skirt tugged off; and on the floor; as a distraction of more skin; Santana moved down Brittany's body, kissing along collarbone; the nape between breasts, hands teasing hardened nipples; as Brittany arched her body in encouragement for Santana to continue further down; Santana looked up and met aroused cloudy blue eyes; before smirking; and letting her tongue trail along the toned stomach as it rippled; reaching Brittany's underwear; she moved to Brittany's thighs; and began nipping the skin; Brittany leaned up on her elbows; and Santana stopped to meet her eyes; their eyes connecting in the most loving connection.
God, she's so beautiful. Everything about her screams perfection. I just… I just wanna worship her. Her eyes, her breasts, and her stomach, even her smell. All perfection. One touch from her, and I'm literally in heaven. She has no idea the effect she has on me!
"Please, San." Brittany's voice interrupting her loving approval of Brittany's body, and basically all things Brittany; Santana smirked lightly to herself, hoping to tease her but sensing Brittany's need, she shook all thoughts of her mind.
"Fine, baby." Santana dragged the underwear off; and slowly settled in between her legs; slowly leaning forward; humming in approval at the pure scent of Brittany; Brittany's frustrated groans interrupted Santana's fixation; and she edged forward and parted the folds; flattening her tongue and then curving it so it hit Brittany's clit as she dragged it upwards; resulting in Brittany moaning loudly at the wet and warm contact; and rocked her hips to encourage Santana.
"San, do it again." Santana let her tongue lap up the sweet juice from Brittany, before reaching the sensitive clit again; letting her tongue rub along it; before sucking it; earning a throaty moan from Brittany; who tugged on Santana's hair, cursing under her breath; Santana let one of her hands which was gripping the strong thighs; and let two fingers began encircling the entrance; sensing Brittany's disapproving glare, she slipped inside, and began pumping in and out, meeting Brittany's own thrusts. The only sounds in the bedroom were the loud moans from Brittany, and the wet slapping of skin on skin.
With one last nip to her clit; Brittany snapped her head back in pure pleasure as she tumbled over the edge; her body going stiff as pleasure cursed through her body; Santana helped her ride it out; and then crawled up; and wrapped her arm around Brittany's waist, lazily kissing her shoulder.
"Thank you." Brittany's low voice mumbled into Santana's ear; Santana laughed
"You don't have to thank me… Trust me, I love doing it!" Santana's lips met her moist temple; as she waited until Brittany caught her breath.
"I love you." Brittany whispered in her ear, as she kissed Santana's cheek; Santana smiled; and crashed their lips together.
"I love you too."
Santana rolled off the bed, and passed Brittany her cheerio uniform, helping her get it on; she grabbed Brittany's trainers and tied them for her, before redoing the pony tail for her.
"San, what about you?" Brittany's eyes going towards Santana's crotch; Santana smiled and shook her head
"Oh… I'm good."
"Really? I don't mind…"
"We're late for school, B."
"No. I'm late for glee."
"Well, I was going to ask to join again. I am missing it; and I only wait for you-"before Santana could even finish; Brittany wrapped her arms around her girlfriend; planting kisses along her face; tugging her towards the already messy bed; landing with a plop; Santana giggled against Brittany's cheek.
Meanwhile Quinn was leaning against the piano; as Rachel talked to Finn and Puck; about the song they were going to perform for Santana and Brittany; in a clear message which showed support for their journey. Quinn's eyes curiously traced Rachel's body; she licked her lips in enjoyment before moving over to the short singer; in an attempt to stop checking her out.
"Just don't mess it up, Finn!" Quinn's snappy voice rose out over Rachel's; Finn's face dropped into his normal self-pity dopey look; before he nodded and walked out; towards to auditorium; Puck smirked; as Rachel shook her head at Quinn's behaviour.
"He isn't going to mess it up, Quinn."
"Oh please; he despises Santana; why wouldn't he ruin it, so she wouldn't join? I bet you he was planning it all along. You probably helped him!"
"This was my idea. I asked you for help. I must admit, Santana is not easy person to get along with; but she is incredibly loyal to those who she does get along with… Brittany, yourself… Umm Sue even." Quinn laughed
"Glee club! She's loyal to us; all of us. Rachel since day one; she has always been here for us!"
"Of course." Rachel smiled; and then turned to Puck who was still smirking to him; "What Noah?"
"I was just wondering when you two were gonna become the two new closet lesbians. I take it Rach is the new Britt; making you the new San. Damn…" Quinn pushed Puck away, before glaring and walking out; Rachel shook her head.
"You really are disgusting, Puck. I am not gay, nor is Quinn. For you to suggest we are is just obscure. I have to ensure Mr Schue remembers to get Santana in the auditorium on time. Don't be late." Rachel poked Noah in the arm, before walking out; to try and find Quinn before seeing Mr Schue; Quinn was sat at the back of the auditorium; looking ahead at the stage; Rachel carefully sat next to her; immediately sensing her presence; Quinn let her breath out slowly.
"I flipped out, at her." Quinn's voice was a whisper and immediate caught Rachel's attention; looking over at her; "Both of them actually. They would probably kill me if they knew."
"If they knew what, Quinn?"
"That I'm a hypocrite." Quinn increased her fidgeting
"How?"
"I told them that it was sick. I told my best friends, that the love they were feeling, experiencing was wrong; Britt… She was so sweet and innocent; she told me that she was in love with San, and was going to change her mind. I made them hide it from me. The worst part is… I felt so loved when… I joined in… Oh God. Why am I telling you this?"
"You joined in?" whispered Rachel, her voice clear from any judgement
"Once, at cheer camp… I was crying because Finn… he cancelled our date for his mom. I should have been amazed at his devotion to her; but I was hurt…. Britt and San were in our room. I shouted at them; and they suggested a way to relax; I denied…. at first, but San was adamant I would enjoy it…"
"And did you?"
"I felt cherished, for once in my life. I brushed the feeling away; and I forced my denial into so called disgust of them."
Rachel nodded, and rubbed Quinn's arm, meeting her regretful gaze; Rachel was trying to think of something to say; something which could ease some of Quinn's guilt.
"Are you gay?" It spilt out of Rachel's mouth before she could even register it; but what shocked Rachel the most was Quinn's limp nod, Rachel smiled comfortingly; "You should talk to them yourself; but maybe this song will ease… your guilt; along with your… sexuality."
"How can I look into their eyes after I told them it was wrong?" Quinn's voice was leaning towards a harsh shout; Rachel immediately rubbed her arm again, hoping to sooth her again, "I am disgusted by what I did. I made San feel like Britt was choose Artie again; after everything I made her feel like that; why do you think they weren't as close last year… towards the end. San told Britt… her true feelings, and Britt had Artie to consider; I fucked with their relationship. It wasn't my place."
"Regardless of your input; you were scared, of revealing your own sexuality. It's perfectly understandable. I'm sure Britt and Santana will understand."
"I highly doubt that, RuPaul." Santana's sharp tongue was easily recognised by Quinn and Rachel; who immediately turned to see Brittany and Santana standing by the door; with Mr Schue as the rest of the glee club walked to the stage.
"You actually agreed to hear us?" Quinn's voice was shaky as she hoped Santana would leave the previous conservations for a more private situation; but as she saw Santana tighten her grip of Brittany's hand, she knew Santana wouldn't leave it; she wouldn't even wait for the performance to take place.
"You lied to me." Santana's voice was a faint whisper which echoed in the silent auditorium; Quinn stepped forward, but Santana moved closer to Brittany; who looked surprisingly as hurt as Santana
"San, please."
"Please what, Quinn?" Santana's spitting Quinn's name with as much disgust as she could; as Mr Schue watched in curiosity wondering if he should stop it, before it accelerated; Quinn turned towards Brittany, with the idea she would be more understanding.
"Britt, I'm sorry-"
"You're stupid, and that's coming from me. You acted so... gracious; when you're nothing more than a silly little girl who has to make everyone as miserable as her to succeed. Well, congratulations you got what you wanted. San is miserable; and so am I." Brittany looked towards Santana, and lightly tugged on her hand, pulling her to join Mr Schue at the row of seats near Miss Pillsbury; Quinn followed Rachel carefully avoiding Santana and Brittany's eyes.
"Thanks for staying, girls. Hopefully; you will appreciate what we are trying to convey." Mr Schue smiled widely and then sat down.
Rachel walked out, alone; just her shadow on the stage, as the ray of stage light beamed down on her, she looked sorry; clutching the microphone.
"Now, don't just walk away; pretending everything's okay…"
Finn walked out, and joined Rachel, who passed him the microphone
"Mmm Oh…. And you don't care about me; and I know there's just no use…" Santana was shaking her head in disapproval as Brittany smiled at her; she slowly squeezed Brittany's thigh lightly; before both of them snapped their attention to Quinn who skipped out; and took the microphone
"When all your lies, become your truths… and I don't care… yeah " Quinn met Santana's eyes; and immediately feeling more guilty; "Could you look me in the eyes and tell me you're happy now, Would you tell it to my face or have I been erased?"
Santana loosened her grip on Brittany's thigh; and Brittany met her gaze; as Puck and Artie came out with guitars, strumming along to the song of the musicians.
"Are you happy now?" Quinn and Rachel sing together, and Santana shakes up head, standing up and rushing out; Brittany stands up; as the music song, the performance is over.
"I have to go after her, thanks anyway guys." Brittany smiled lightly; clearly avoiding Quinn's presence, before walking out of the auditorium, to find her girlfriend; which wasn't hard to do; knowing her better than she knew herself.
Sitting down on the bench, she looked around the cheerio's changing room, before meeting Santana's eyes, slightly smiling; Brittany leaned forward, and wrapped her arms around her; bringing her in a tight hug; Santana melted into the warm hold.
"I'm sorry for storming out. She's… just… I don't get why she had to lie to us."
"I know, I don't get it either, but… we will work it out; nothing is going to change us." Brittany's voice slightly mumbled against the top of Santana's head; who giggled from the vibrations of her head, moving back, so she could see Brittany's face, she leaned in, and slowly pressed her thumb softly against Brittany's forehead.
"You're perfect." Brittany's cheek blushed
"Come on, baby… we need to talk to her. I'm angry but…-"
"NO buts. We're angry; ergo let's cut that bitch out of our lives. I wouldn't miss her." Santana's eyes were silently pleading with Brittany to agree with her; Brittany shook her head, and Santana nodded, "I don't get you…. She made us… believe we were wrong."
"San, she didn't even believe it herself. You know you're lying by saying you wouldn't miss her. I know you; and you feel like a bitch for shouting at her; don't you?"
"No." Santana rolled her eyes, and leaned back into Brittany's arms; feeling Brittany place a few soft kisses along her hairline, "We'll find her in a few minutes."
Brittany nodded, and squeezed her arms around Santana a little tighter; relishing the way Santana smiled against her skin; at their physical closeness.