Brittany whimpered into Santana's mouth, pulling her as close as she could without hurting her leg. Santana breathed Brittany in, not even minding the taste of salt that still lingered on Brittany's lips from crying herself to sleep.
It was one of those kisses you just know that you're never going to forget, the kind that makes everything, the whole world, just hush and fall away.
After both girls had pushed and prodded and caressed the other with a perfect blend of tongue and mouth and clashing teeth, Santana pulled away slowly, breaking their lips apart only to reconnect them once more for a parting chaste kiss. She leaned away from Brittany who had dried tearstains on her cheeks and did her best to stroke them away with a gentle brush of her thumb.
"I love you." They both said in awe and in unison before giggling quietly.
"What are you doing here?" Brittany finally managed to ask, never breaking eye contact except to blink, which she tried not to do either. Santana must have thought she was going to cry again when her eyes started watering from being so dry, because she kissed each eyelid softly and nuzzled her nose into a rosy cheek. "Aren't you going to get in trouble?" Brittany mumbled into Santana's hair.
Santana took a moment to think of a way to answer Brittany's question without the blonde sending her back to Louisville. She leaned further into the blonde and sighed. Inhaling in her scent, because it always had a calming affect on her. Brittany always smelled like lavender and vanilla at night, when she didn't smell like Santana.
"I won't get in trouble." Santana spoke softly, retracting her head from the nook created by Brittany's neck and shoulder. She looked into Brittany's waiting eyes, bouncing between them making sure they understood and accepted what she was about to tell her. "I won't get in trouble because I won't be in Louisville anymore. I'm not happy there."
"You're not happy there, or I'm not happy with you there?" Brittany asked with a jutted out bottom lip.
"I'M not happy there." Santana emphasized. "Besides feeling like I'm suffocating anytime I'm away from you for too long, I don't like that town. It's not… me." Santana scrunched up her nose and looked away from Brittany, if only to gather her thoughts. "My parents gave me that money for New York and I think that's what I want to do." Santana smiled and added, "Cheerleading just isn't the same without you flashing me your spanks everyday." with a wink.
Brittany giggled with a roll of her eyes. She started wrapping Santana's dark locks around her finger as her eyes glazed over, the thought of her not being a cheerleader anymore either setting in.
"Brittany?" Santana called out in a whisper.
They made eye contact again just as a fresh tear was brimming and rolling down Brittany's cheek. "Why didn't you tell me? About not being a cheerio anymore?"
Santana let out a deep sigh. She knew she would have to explain herself, it was the main reason she came all the way to Lima after all.
"Becky dropped off a letter from Coach Sylvester the day I was setting everything up for you to come home. It just didn't feel like the right time to tell you."
Brittany nodded, silently asking Santana to continue.
"And there was so much going on and I meant to tell you. I was going to tell you the next day. I guess subconsciously I just didn't want to deal with another bad thing. I'm so sorry Brittany." Santana looked away, her own tears now forming in her eyes. "I'm a shitty person."
Brittany brought her hand from Santana's hair to her chin and tilted it towards her. "You're not a shitty person. I just wish I would've heard it from you instead of having Coach Sylvester coming to my house and yelling at me and confusing me and making me a sad, broken panda." Brittany pouted before letting out an airy sigh and bumping her nose against Santana's. "But, you're here now and I don't feel so broken."
"So you're not mad at me anymore?" Santana croaked out.
"I'm still a little mad." Brittany said in all seriousness. A coy smile slowly crept up her face. "But I guess it helped that you drove all the way here and I got to wake up to sweet Santana kisses. But you'll have to do better than that to make it up to me."
A large grin spread across Santana's features as she pressed forward to steal a peck from Brittany.
"Oh yeah? Hmm. I wonder what I could do to prove to this beautiful blonde how sorry I am and how much I love her…"
Both girls erupted in a fit a soft giggles as Santana leaned back down and ran her tongue up Brittany's neck painfully slow, before reaching her earlobe and sucking it into her mouth. Brittany's laughter died in her throat as it was replaced with a moan. Santana smiled into Brittany's flesh as she brought a hand up Brittany's side, slipping it under Brittany's sleep shirt. Her nails grazed over soft skin until she reached her milky chest. Both girls whimpered as Santana palmed Brittany's naked breast, rolling her thumb over a hard nipple.
Brittany pulled Santana's head up from her neck and brought her to her mouth, not hesitating to dive her tongue past Santana's parted lips. Santana's hand squeezed at Brittany's flesh harder out of reflex from Brittany's tongue swiping behind her teeth. Brittany reached around Santana's body and pawed at her ass, trying to pull her in even closer. Santana could feel the goose bumps raise up from her skin. She almost always got them from this side of Brittany. It was the playful, forceful Brittany that subtly was telling her she was about to get fucked.
They both knew there was more to discuss and that tomorrow would mean more than just another day. It would be a reintroduction to the reality of both of their situations, but for now they were happy being engulfed in the ecstasy of just being together. Neither of them could ever imagine a day where they could get enough of each other and Santana never wanted to believe that day could exist. How could she possibly ever feel less than perfect being held tightly against Brittany? She should have known that was always the most important thing to her.
"I've really missed the twins." Brittany spoke through a smile against Santana's lips as she brought her hands up to grab the hem of Santana's shirt.
"They've missed you more." Santana replied as she helped Brittany in removing the offending material.
Once the shirt was discarded and forgotten, Santana sat up a little as she just watched Brittany take her in, in all her naked torso glory.
Brittany's smile never faltered as she gingerly reached up and palmed both of Santana's breasts. Santana tilted her head back and bit down on her bottom lip as Brittany began manipulating the flesh in her hands, knowing exactly what makes the other girl tick. Careful not to be too rough, and greedy enough to make sure she didn't leave any bit of flesh unattended, Brittany reached around Santana's toned back and pulled her chest into her mouth.
Santana let out an uncharacteristic squeak the moment pink lips took in a hard nub, sucking the flesh into her mouth, only puling away to swipe and flick with her tongue.
Brittany switched breasts, replacing her mouth with her more than willing hands as Santana's chest started heaving. Santana hadn't had this much…attention… in a couple months, and she could already start to feel the knot building up in her lower stomach.
"More." Santana mumbled into the air, before craning her neck to leave kisses into Brittany's soft hair.
Brittany pulled back, ignoring the pout on Santana's lips for doing so, and scooted into a better position. She absolutely hated that she couldn't roll them over right now and top the other girl like she would on any other occasion. It was just more thing to add to the long list of things she couldn't do. But in true Brittany fashion, she decided to find another way to make this work, something they haven't done in a while actually.
After a little shuffling Brittany patted on either side of her, motioning Santana to straddle her.
"Wait. Take those off first." Brittany said, as she pointed to Santana's pajama shorts.
Santana smiled and did as she was told.
"And those." Brittany said with a smirk, remembering that particular thong to be one of the ones that Santana modeled for her the day before.
Once Santana was completely stripped of all her clothing Brittany gave her a nod and patted the bed again.
Santana carefully maneuvered herself over the blonde, hovering over her on her knees, just above her stomach. Before she settled down completely she brought her hands down and dragged Brittany's shirt up, and with a little help from the blonde, lifted it up and over her head and threw it on the floor beneath them. Santana made sure to drag her gaze over Brittany's stomach, inspecting it and making sure she was healing properly. Brittany ran her fingers up and down Santana's arm with a hum, letting her know she appreciated the gesture.
The moment Santana finally eased her weight onto Brittany's stomach, Brittany's mouth dropped open with a moan. They both looked down to see Santana's already dripping center rub against Brittany's only slightly bruised abs. Santana wriggled around a little, wiping more of her wetness onto Brittany until neither of them could hold out anymore.
Brittany pulled at Santana and again they found themselves in a needy lip lock. With one hand in her dark locks, Brittany used her other hand to force all of Santana's weight onto her, and the friction was delicious.
Santana could already feel herself getting close, and Brittany hadn't even touched her properly yet. She was gliding against Brittany, desperate for more, and as her moans grew in testimony Brittany fit her hand between their bodies. First she traced her nails up Santana's thigh, loving the way she could feel Santana's muscles quiver and contract under her touch.
Santana broke their kiss and moved her head into Brittany's neck, sucking at her skin and preparing for Brittany to make her move. The one she promised she would do over the phone when she had Santana touching herself.
True to her word, Brittany gracefully danced her fingers up Santana's thighs until they were lost between her slick folds. Brittany moved her fingers nice and slow, up and down Santana, gathering her juices, before bringing her thumb against Santana's clit. Santana bucked into Brittany's stomach, causing Brittany to grit her teeth in pain. Luckily Santana didn't see, and Brittany was careful not to make a sound. She was enjoying this too much to let a little pain get in the way.
Brittany teased at Santana's entrance a little longer than the brunette would have hoped. "Britt ple—"
Santana choked on her words and bit down onto Brittany's shoulder with a hiss as Brittany dove two fingers into Santana and began pumping.
"You feel s-so good." Brittany stuttered, still amazed at how wet Santana was, and how warm she was engulfing all that Brittany had to offer. Santana could only hum back, lost in a state of ecstasy.
Brittany quickly set a steady rhythm. In and out, in and out. Followed by curling her fingers up and leaving them for just a second, before starting all over again.
"Mmm baby, just like that." Santana husked into Brittany's ear, swiping at it with her tongue, causing Brittany to moan into Santana and slip just a little further into her.
Santana rode Brittany's fingers, sticking to their rhythm, and getting closer and closer with every thrust. She could feel her walls start to clench around Brittany's digits just as she finally managed to lift her head and look into Brittany's stunning blue eyes. Santana gasped in awe.
Brittany was looking up at her like she was her absolute everything and that nothing in this world could possibly surpass this moment.
"Kiss me." Brittany breathed. Santana was quick to oblige, bringing her lips down and fitting her lips between Brittany's. It was less desperate than the others, but filled with just as much emotion. It was sensual and wet and honestly, a little sloppy, but perfect all the same.
Santana didn't have much time to revel in it, though, as Brittany brought Santana down for a particular deep thrust, curling her fingers and swiping her thumb over her clit all at the same time. Santana unraveled against Brittany and came hard. Gasping 'I love you' and "God, Brittany' into their kiss, her entire way back down to earth.
Brittany slowed down her pace as Santana started to crumble against her in exhaustion. She started to slide her fingers out of Santana's core but was caught by a hand on her wrist.
"No. Just…just keep them for a little bit longer." Santana whispered, meekly. "I just…"
Brittany nodded and captured Santana's lips with her own once more. She kissed her long and hard then pulled back with a soft smile, calming Santana who looked like she still might be blushing a little. "I get it."
Santana offered her a weak, grateful smile in return, before slumping over and resting herself on top of the blonde.
They lay like that for a little while, Brittany still inside Santana, feeling her walls pulsate as she was still slowing coming down from her high. Finally Santana moved, and rolled off of Brittany. Careful not to hit her leg, and careful not to, for one millisecond, lose contact with some part of Brittany. They both let out a quiet groan at the feeling of Brittany's fingers finally being released from their glorious confines.
Eventually Santana settled against her side and watched Brittany take her fingers into mouth and wipe them clean of her juices.
"Mmm. I love when you do that." Santana rasped with an appreciative hum.
"You taste so good, San. I kinda want more." Brittany said as she stared reaching down, searching blindly under the blankets for Santana's center. Santana swatted her hand away and brought it back up to meet in the middle. With a tired smile she laced their fingers together and brushed a soft kiss against her shoulder.
"Tomorrow. Sleep now. So tired." Santana grumbled, nuzzling herself into their shared pillow before peaking up through her hair with a twinkle in her eye.
Brittany giggled and wiggled her body further into the bed, and further into Santana. "Good night Santana."
Santana scooted into Brittany, swung her arm around her chest and pulled them even closer, effectively molding their bodies together. "Goodnight Britt-Britt." She replied through a yawn.
Sure, tomorrow would mean more of a lot of things. But none of that mattered when they were so blissfully consumed with each other for another night.
To the guest that posted like 6 reviews on different chapters the other day, thank you! That totally made my day and this chapter probably would have gone up for another week or so with out the burst of motivation I got from you. So yeah, you're awesome.
Annnd thank you to everyone else who has reviewed, seriously you all have been great. Thanks so much for being patient with me.