They stared at each other for what felt like an age but was most likely nothing more than a few seconds, both of them unsure of how to proceed.
All he knew was that his cock was throbbing with want and he had a primal urge to touch, taste and please Brittany.
He took charge and flipped their positions, lying over her with his dick trapped between their stomachs and pecked her lips.
"Well this just gives us a chance to try other things," he licked her neck and nibbled on her ear lobe, loving the sensation of her shuddering beneath him.
"Oh god," she squeaked at the unexpected shift in their position and the feel of his tongue on her ear.
"You're so beautiful," he mumbled into the skin of her neck, nipping and sucking his way to her collarbone and back up.
She bucked her hips up rubbing on his dick, causing the friction he was craving for.
"I really want to make you feel good. I want to show you how you make me feel when I'm with you." He half groaned into ear, desperate to do something.
"You always make me feel good," her voice was strained, her eyes closed, her lower lip between her teeth.
He shuffled himself so that his cock was lined up with her soaked pussy, he took his shaft in his left hand and rubbed the head over her clit.
"Oh," her hands grabbed his ass and pulled him into her again.
The feel of her clit on the sensitive tip of his penis was out of this world. He continued his movements, occasionally running the whole underside of his member over her, eyes rolled in the back of his head, hands trembling, and sweat dripping down his back.
Brittany was breathing heavily into his mouth, both too caught up in the overwhelming pleasure consuming them to kiss properly.
"Lower," she moved her right hand around from where she had a vice like grip on his ass to push his dick down to her entrance.
"Britt," he breathed out, unable to comprehend what she was asking of him.
"Just…ugh….just rub me there… like you were doing," she sucked his bottom lip into her mouth, her tongue running over it before biting down lightly.
He circled her entrance with the head of his dick, pushing it in slightly and doing everything in his power to stop his hips bucking forward and sheathing himself deep inside of her.
"Move it back…ugh," she pleaded with him, trying to urge his dick back to her clit. He hesitated for a second, his mind and body fighting with each other. His mind won out and he moved himself away from her entrance, squeezing the head and jerking himself off over her clit.
He was tingling all over, his right hand shaking from carrying the weight of his whole body, sweat dripping from his face onto Brittany's, willing her to come before he did.
After a few more moments of frantic grinding in their restless pursuit of release, Brittany held her breath and started trembling violently beneath him; "San….Ughhhhhhh,," she moaned as her whole body lifted from the bed, coming hard.
It took two quick pumps of his cock for him to explode all over her pussy, he was half aware of her nails scratching over his back but was too lost in ecstasy to register the pain.
Once he came down from his high, he was drained of all energy and he slumped on top of Brittany, trying to catch his breath.
They lay there in complete silence, recovering from their strenuous activities.
"That was unbelievable," Santiago spoke eventually.
"Yeah…" Brittany trailed off, her hands now running soothingly over his back. He was sure that her nails had left a mark but his mind was too preoccupied to care.
He pushed his hands to rest under her back and over the bed. Hugging her tightly and nuzzling his nose into her neck, breathing her in and kissing her a few times.
She giggled and brought his lips to hers for an open mouthed kiss.
"I really like your bedroom," he commented once they broke apart, glancing around the pink room. Smiling at everything that was just so Brittany.
"Hmm….thank you," she had started playing with his hair as he lay his head on her chest, his whole body curled into her, still drenched in sweat but cooling slowly in the chilly air of her bedroom.
"I've always wondered what your room would be like. I never thought I'd be here… especially, you know, here," he nudged her with his head to show her that he meant in her arms, on her bed.
"I knew we'd get here eventually. You're just a little slower on the uptake. And possibly the worst flirt in the history of the world," she laughed.
He joined her, all too aware of his awful attempts at flirting with her. Like that time she told him she loved Dr. Pepper and he made an awful joke about how many people must be allergic to that doctor. At Brittany's completely blank expression he went on to explain how pepper usually causes people to sneeze because it contains Piperine, which acts as an irritant if it gets into the nose. He had no game at all but Brittany just smiled and laughed politely before casually moving the conversation along.
"I'm usually better at flirting. You just bring out the nerd in me," his breath was ghosting over her breast, causing her nipple to harden. He licked his lips, tempted to kiss it but her parents would be home soon, so he'd have to keep his tongue to himself.
"I find that hard to believe. I especially loved when you came over still wearing your glasses and freaked out that you forgot you had them on and almost flung them at me when you went to take them off. They're totally hot by the way." She admitted matter of factly.
"I barely even need them and no one even knows I wear them. Give a guy a break," he playfully chastised.
"San, I see you squinting at things all the time. You totally need your glasses. But don't worry, your secret is safe with me." she smiled at his embarrassment.
"Thank you," he kissed the side of her breast, pulling back before he started something he couldn't finish.
"The fact that you're a hot geek will stay between us two," she teased.
"Hey!" he lifted himself up to stare indignantly at her, "you can't make fun of me, I'm on the football team. That's like the law of McKinley."
"Well, we're in my room so we're living under the law of Brittany now," she retorted.
He was about to protest when the sound of the front door opening interrupted their conversation.
"Crap, get dressed…quickly," Brittany pushed him off of her and scrambled around the room to get his clothes.
"I need a shower," she gestured to her lower half, where Santiago noted with arousal was where his come had dried into her skin.
"You go shower, I'll say I'm preparing a worksheet for you for next week," he said while tugging his jeans on and pulling his top over his head.
"Perfect, thank you," Brittany took a towel from the radiator and wrapped it around her, kissing him quickly before heading for the door.
"Oh and open the window, there's a total smell of sex in here," she said casually before exiting the room, leaving Santiago to tidy the bed and hide her discarded clothes, terrified at the thoughts of her parents knowing what they did.
It wasn't long before her mom popped her head into the door and told Santiago that he had to stop working so hard before informing him it was time to leave soon as he and Brittany needed a good night's rest before school tomorrow.
Just as Santiago was breathing a sigh of relief she asked why the lamp on Brittany's bedside table was strewn on the floor to which he just stared open mouthed at her before shrugging his shoulders unsurely and mumbling something about the wind from outside. There was no wind from outside. Mrs. Pierce just tilted her head in confusion before hesitantly accepting his awful answer and wishing him a goodnight.
Fuck. That was close.
How could he have missed the lamp?
"Duuuuude, what were you getting up to last night?" Finn shouted for the purpose of alerting everyone to the scratches he was pointing to on Santiago's back.
They were getting changed in the locker room before practice and all the guys from the team were now crowding around him, starting unashamedly at his half naked torso.
"Man, who were you banging? Please don't tell me it was Hailey Rutherford because I totally had dibs on her," Bryan tried to sound nonchalant but everyone knew that he was practically in love with Hailey. It's a pity that she was more interested in the ladies, which everyone bar Bryan seemed to know. Santiago was pretty sure that she was fucking his sister, at least that's who he thinks he saw her knuckle deep in at Kurt and Finn's housewarming. Poor guy.
"You've moved on pretty quickly man, who's the unlucky lady?" Mike mumbled from somewhere under the tangled mess he had gotten himself into with his jersey.
"Fuck off all of you. Just be glad it wasn't one of your moms." Santiago dodged the questions, completely fucking paranoid that he would say something to give him and Brittany away. How could he have forgotten about his back? Shit.
"They seem pretty deep dude, you must have been going at her like an electric drill," Puck practically shouted before smacking the sensitive skin on his back.
Santiago winced and pushed him away, pulling his jersey on as quickly as possible to stop their inquisitive eyes raking over the evidence of his night with Brittany.
The guys soon lost interest as the topic of conversation moved along to what Tina was like in bed. Mike spent the next ten minutes blushing the deepest shade of red and throwing punches at every guy who dared mention her name. Which was every single of one them.
He was putting his change of clothes in his locker when Finn sidled up beside him.
"Well if it isn't The Hulk, what can I do for you Lumps?" Santiago liked Finn but he liked making fun of him even more so.
"I was just wondering… the girl you were with, it wasn't, um, Rachel was it?" he asked him sheepishly and quietly.
"Rachel Berry? Fuck no, midgets aren't my thing. Why?" Santiago wasn't too surprised at the question. He knew that Finn was crazy about the dwarf but he wanted to make him squirm.
"No reason." Finn said before standing there and staring at him awkwardly.
"What Finn? You're staring at me like a creep. If you fancy me, I'm flattered but your man boobs are really not the type of boobs I'm into," Santiago spat at him. What the fuck was he waiting for? A cure for extreme exposure to gamma? Santiago sure as fuck didn't have one.
He hesitated before speaking again; "It's just that I sorta like Rachel and I was gonna ask her out this weekend and I was hoping that you hadn't gotten there before me," he finally admitted.
"No Finn, the hobbit is all yours for the taking. You lucky man." Santiago said, voice dripping with sarcasm but the Jolly Giant just smiled widely before thanking him with a fist bump and waddling off.
The hobbit and the giant? Sounds like a fucking Peter Jackson film and not one that Santiago would want to see.
He wouldn't even download it illegally.
Probably.
He was walking through the hall humming to himself, feeling great after a tough workout and even better that he got to watch Brittany practice for a little while under the guise of checking the Cheerios out with Puck. He was only interested in one Cheerio and she kept giving him bashful glances anytime Puck drew attention to them both by wolf whistling at them. That lasted until Sue Sylvester came to spoil their fun. She always managed to spoil their fun.
He turned the corner to where his locker was when he saw Sam Fish Face Evans talking to Brittany at hers. He was leaning into her and touching her arm while whispering into her ear.
His fists clenched and he took two deep breaths to suppress the urge to punch the Trouty Mouthed fucker in the face.
"That sounds wonderful Sam but I have plans tonight already," he heard Brittany say as he approached them, her back to him.
"Maybe another time then? I'd really like to show you some cool spots around Lima. They are some that are almost as awesome as you are," Sam's gigantic lips moved and widened, imitating what he imagined to be a smile. Santiago genuinely feared that he would swallow Brittany whole if he breathed in too deeply.
"Hello Sam," Santiago fake smiled as he walked up behind Brittany and put his hand around her waist, just out of Sam's view. She backed up into him immediately and he felt her shoulders relax.
"Uh, hey man, what's up?" Sam's whole demeanor changed as he practically passed out at Santiago's unexpected appearance.
"A little bit of this, a little bit of that. Just finished practice for next week's big game. How are things going with the swim team? I hear you didn't qualify for the regional competitions, which is strange given that I thought you'd be right at home in the water," Santiago pulled Brittany closer to him again, trying not to overstep the boundaries of 'friendship' but unable to control his possessiveness.
"Uh, yeah. I guess the team is just finding its place, you know? We're pretty new so hopefully we'll do better next year," Sam started walking backwards slowly like a frightened gazelle being stalked by a tiger.
"I see. It's a pity that Brittany and I won't be around to see you finally succeed. Oh well," Santiago shrugged as Brittany squeezed his hand in warning.
"I'm sure you'll do brilliantly next year Sam. Thanks for the invitation for tonight. I hope you enjoy it and tell the others I said hi," Brittany smiled politely as he virtually sprinted away from them.
"Stupid fish lips," Santiago muttered when Sam turned the corner he had just come from.
"Santiago Lopez, you shouldn't be so mean to him. He's a really nice guy," Brittany turned to face him, she looked a little disappointed but also a little…. turned on?
"Yeah well, I don't like the way he looks at you. He should keep those collagen lips to himself," Santiago pouted at her childishly.
"You're lucky you're cute or I'd be very annoyed at you," Brittany pulled at his lower lip, looked around sharply before leaning up to kiss it quickly when she saw that the hall was empty.
That made him smile wide enough to show his dimples and Brittany giggled delightedly.
"Now you can stop sulking and walk home with me. Sam just told me that he's going to bible club with Quinn now so I don't have to get a ride with her," she took his hand and walked them to his locker.
"My parents are bringing Chloe to my uncle's tonight and they'll be staying the night because he lives so far away," she whispered into his ear as he buried his head into his locker looking for his geography workbook, "I think we could make the most of it too," she licked his neck and playfully slapped his ass, causing him to jerk back and hit his head on the roof of his locker.
"Fuck," he cursed and rubbed the sore spot on his head.
"I'm sorry San," Brittany said, not looking sorry at all.
She bit her lip and wiggled her eyebrows suggestively, he slammed his locker shut and pulled her by the arm down the hall toward the exit as she laughed at his antics.
He forgot all about his geography book.