Author's Note: Hey guys! Guess whose computer broke? But don't worry it has already been sent away and returned so hopefully no more long waiting gaps! But to make it up to you I have started a new fanfic that I hope you all like with lots of smut that we have yet to get to with this story (But don't worry lots is on it's way) So I hope you guys like this chapter - it's taken me a while cause I didn't know how to finish it but it's much longer than all previous chapters so yay!

I look in the mirror for what must be the 12th time in the last 5 minutes, but I can't help it, I'm so nervous for Brittany coming and I don't even know why - it's just the four of us watching some movie, it's totally PG. But I can't help but feel anxious - this is the first time I'm letting someone I'm dating (or whatever you call mine and Brittany's relationship) into my house and that freaks me out. My house is my sanctuary, where I can relax and be the most honest and genuine version of me possible. I wouldn't call me fake or anything like that but I have to constantly be on guard and keep people at a distance otherwise they could actually get to properly know me and that could never end well. And so when these two worlds collide and I'm at home with someone who has only ever seen on guard Santana... let's just say I'm worried I'm going to say or do something stupid.

"Oh my gosh can you please stop looking in that freaking mirror for 2 seconds please!" Sofia screams from across the lounge with an annoyed groan.

"But my hair-" I try to defend myself before being interrupted.

"Your hair is fine! Your girlfriend is gonna think your hair is fine. Now chill out and sit down." she sternly interjects pointing to the couch.

I sit down in response to her honest words until I break out of the scared trance I was in and think to myself why the hell am I taking orders from anyone never-mind a 13 year old but I just choose to respond "She's not my girlfriend."

"Sure sure you keep on saying stuff like that." she replies to which I only give her a look of disapproval.

"So... how do I look?" she goes on to say after finally making the finishing touches on her outfit. With her buttoned white vest top with a leather jacket over it she definitely takes after her big sister - what can I say, she definitely learnt from the best even if I do say so myself.

"Looking good little sis!" I exclaim getting up and walking towards her "But let's fix your top here." I add buttoning up the buttons she had left undone.

"What the hell Tan?" she screams in response.

"Just cause you have it doesn't mean you should flaunt it, it creates a little mystery and leaves them wanting more. Lopez girls don't have to have their tits out to look sexy you know." I reply with a grin. She looks satisfied with my answer and so I quickly mumble "plus you're 13 I'd rather you didn't look like a baby prostitute."

"Should I take that as sisterly love and not you saying I look like a hoe."

"Probably best."

"I figured."

"So you nervous about meeting Brad again?" I ask trying to divert the conversation.

"Umm no why would I be?" she responds coldly.

"Cause he's like super cute duh!"

"He is cute isn't he." she replies shyly, turning her scorned look into a smile.

"You two would make an adorable couple." I reply squeezing her cheeks "You little cuties!"

"Stop it!" she laughs "You better not be embarrassing like this when they come!"

"I can try but if I should accidentally bring out your baby photos-"

"Santana!"

"I'm kidding! Gosh everyone is so uptight today; people need to learn to take a fricking joke once in a while." I reply rolling my eyes at her "Don't get your panties in a bunch, I'll be as cool as a cucumber, cool is my middle name... actually it's Marie but you get my point..." I mumble on.

"You're such an idiot." she replies also rolling her eyes.

Before we have a chance to further discuss things the piercing ringing of the doorbell interrupts us - causing us both to have the same petrified look on our face.

"You answer it!" she blurts out almost instantly.

"Oh hell no! Like heck I am! We either do it together or I'm running upstairs and hiding."

"Okay..." she mumbles reluctantly in agreement.

We both make our way to the front door oddly mimicking Bambi's first steps due to our paralyzing fear - she's 13 so she has an excuse but what's mine? Oh right I don't have one.

I try chanting "Santana you are a fierce bitch you got this!" over and over again in my head but it doesn't seem to help so I go for option B - just wing it and hope I don't totally embarrass myself.

I reach out for the door handle and throw open the door to which "HEY!" is screamed in unison by us all.

"Wow that was loud." Brittany laughs and grins.

"Yup I think I might have gone deaf in one ear." I joke in response "Come on in you guys; we can't have you standing out there forever." I add ushering them in over the threshold.

"Come on Brad we're gonna watch the movie in here!" Sofia enthusiastically says to Brad leading him into the lounge.

"Well this is gonna be fun." Brittany winks with a grin.

"Oh you have no idea." I whisper leaning into her face before quickly pulling my face back, smirking and walking purposely into the lounge.

"So amigos what movie are you wanting to watch? And before you say there is not a chance in hell of us watching a scary one this time!" I ask to which they all laugh at.

"Aw man you have Toy Story; can we watch this, please pretty please?" Brad pleads with excitement.

"As long as you don't mind me crying it's fine by me." Brittany adds to the conversation.

"Sofia?" I ask desiring her opinion.

"Yup sounds good."

"Toy Story it is then." I say with a smile placing the disc in the DVD player before finding my place on the couch beside Brittany, with Brad and Sofia on the other one adjacent to us.

I clap and the lights turn off, leaving the room dimly lit, to which Brittany replies "Wow that was like magic." in hushed awe.

"Aww you're too cute." I whisper to her.

We're only about 10 minutes into the movie when I get a burning feeling in the bottom of my stomach - I know it's silly but I really want to hold Brittany's hand. But what's even sillier is that I am really afraid to do it, I've never initiated anything before; the guys I've been with had no self-control or any concept of subtlety and so they did what they wanted when they wanted, all I had to do was go along with it. But now here I am with sweaty palms and trembling hands like a 12 year old boy afraid to hold hands with someone despite having already kissed them before. I look over to Brad and Sofia and can see nothing but faint body outlines along the vast darkness - if I can't see them they can't see me right? With this confirmed I find a new surge of confidence; calmly taking Brittany's hand and interlocking it with mine, as well as shuffling closer and leaning my head on her shoulder so we can be as close as possible. She gently turns her head towards me and plants a gentle kiss on the top of my head before turning back to the TV screen. I don't think it's possible that I've ever been this comfortable and it feels incredible.

We're about halfway through the movie and I've already gone into cuteness overload with Brittany's innocent chuckling and lots of lots of 'awws' being murmured , clearly enjoying it more than the kids. She turns around to me and whispers "Could I get some juice?" she whispers to me.

"Of course!" I reply getting to my feet.

"I'll come with you." she replies enthusiastically.

"You guys want juice?" I direct towards Brad and Sofia.

"Sure." They both reply in unison.

We make our way to the kitchen in which I make my way to the fridge "What kinda juice you want? We got a shitload of options here." I ask with a smile.

"Umm you know I don't want juice right." she replies closing the fridge door I had opened "Something much sweeter" she adds grabbing me roughly by the thighs and lifting me onto the countertop. She smiles and leans in kissing me forcefully with passion, her tongue invading my mouth with such vigour that was unprecedented during our alone time at the party on Friday night. She grapples with the hem of my blouse, grabbing on tightly to the sides of my waist, every kiss and touch laced with passionate desire. "You're. Really. Hot. You. Know. That?" she says dotting her words with kisses - not wanting to be apart for too long.

"What about you cutie pie." I mumble dreamily into her mouth.

"I can't deny that I am totally adorable." she laughs in response.

"Neither can I." I reply wrapping my legs around her waist and embracing her roughly, our hands grasping onto each other's hair and our kisses increasing in intensity. Never have I wanted someone more than I do now.

"I'm pretty sure you're not going to find juice in her mouth." I hear sarcastically from behind me.

We both jump back in response to hearing Sofia's words, an awkward smile on both our faces at having been seen.

"Don't mind me." she announces putting her hand to her face whilst going over to the fridge and grabbing 2 bottles of juice "But FYI Brittany you're missing a really good part of the movie that is, in my opinion, more interesting than my sister's mouth." she adds on her way back out of the room. However moments later she pops her head back through the doorway "Oh and if you guys could try to refrain from having sex on the kitchen table that would be great."

"Get out!" I yell awkwardly at her.

"What? It's unhygienic.." she replies laughing, to which I throw to nearest thing to hand, which happens to be a tea towel at her face, finally causing her smug face to leave the room.

"Sorry about that... little sisters." I add rolling my eyes "now where were we?" I say before tightening my grip on the back of Brittany's head and thrusting myself into a rough and heavy kiss. She responds enthusiastically for a second before slowly pulling back whilst still having our lips remain almost touching.

"She knows?" she asks with a puzzled face pointing into the other room.

"Umm yeah... she umm kinda guessed."

"Oh really... Are we that obvious?" she says with a slightly raised eyebrow.

"Yup, she must have caught me staring at your ass." I respond with a grin.

"Be serious!" she announces with an adorable pout.

"Fine have it your way then! She noticed how umm... happy you've made me or something..." I mumble, my eyes staring at her lips as I am unable to look her in the eyes as I say it.

"Aww I make you happy? How much of a cutie are you?" she says pinching my cheeks.

"Umm they were her words not mine just FYI." I respond embarrassed.

"So I don't make you happy? This doesn't make you happy?" she asks as she closes the gap between our lips, passionately sucking on my bottom lip as she cups my face with her hands. She takes all the air out of my lungs as she does so before inching her face back again and bringing her hand up to gently wipe the trail of saliva left on my lips.

I remain breathless for a moment before finally replying dreamily "Okay I take it back... Brittany makes Santana very happy." finishing my thought by planting a gentle kiss on her lips.

"See I told you, you were a cutie." she murmurs with a smirk adding "Oh and for the record Santana makes Brittany very happy also. But mostly cause you're hot as hell."

"And here's me thinking you liked me cause of my big vocabulary." I reply with a grin.

"I like you cause of something big but it's definitely not your vocabulary..." she whispers with a smirk as she stares down at my chest.

"Hey perv my eyes are up here!" I reply gently grasping her face and bringing her up to my eye-line yet again.

"Correct me if I'm wrong but did you not just say something about staring at my ass a minute ago?" she asks confidently with a smile.

"But that's different, your ass is like... a gift from God. It would be insulting if I didn't stare, it's a compliment really."

"Good save babe." she whispers with a smile.

"Who could resist an ass like yours anyway?" I say grabbing her by the ass with both hands and forcing her forward into a heated kiss.

"It works both ways." she mumbles into my mouth as she pushes up my top and grips my waist tightly with her warm hands.

"This is... getting... a little... racy for being... in my... kitchen." I murmur between kisses.

"Not fair." she pouts as she pulls back before smirking and thrusting her head into the crook of my neck and starting a trail of kisses down my sensitive skin, sucking tenderly as she does so. I instinctively wrap my arms around her neck to gain a degree at control, but Brittany ultimately having all control. "Sweetie this isn't helping. I'd rather my sister didn't catch us going at it on the kitchen floor." I groan whilst letting out an unwanted whimper. To which she responds by throwing her head back and licking her lips "For a hot cheerleader you're not that much fun are you?" she asks with a smirk.

"I take offence! I'm plenty fun!" I reply feigning insult.

"Oh really?" she asks raising an eyebrow and biting on her lip in what appears as frustration.

"Just cause I don't want to sex you up in my kitchen doesn't make me un-fun."

"How about in your bedroom?" she asks with a grin.

"Be serious!" I announce to her whilst playfully hitting her arm.

"I'm kidding! I'm not that bad... But don't blame me if you're gonna insist on wearing your Cheerios uniform cause then I'm not responsible for my actions."

"Oh really... so that's what you're into then?" I ask laughing.

"Duh! Watching your J-Lo ass pop out of that skirt is a hobby of mine... Oh and checking you out every time you leaned over the table in our tutoring sessions. Wow your boobs are amazing." she says looking dreamily vacant - clearly too caught up in her own thoughts.

"You are such a perv Britt!"

"If being a perv means that I get to stare at your lady bits all day then fine that's what I am."

"I'm gonna take that as a compliment..." I reply laughing at her openness.

Suddenly the all too familiar buzzing comes from Brittany's pocket, to which she removes her grip around my waist to rummage for her phone. "Nope!" I respond snatching it out of her hand and holding it at a distance behind me. "Really Santana?" she says mockingly rolling her eyes at the action.

"Our fun time always gets ruined by other people, why can't they all go away and let us be together."

"Our own little Brittany and Santana world huh?"

"Yeah, just you and me and lots of kisses, that's it."

"I wish I could do that for you but... how about instead a kiss in return for my cell?"

Without the use of words, she can read me saying yes just by the look in my eyes and so thrusts herself forward onto my lips - roughly and full of passion. Her tongue boldly stroking mine and leaving me breathless when she slowly parts our lips - I can't say anything and so I uphold my end of the deal and hand her the phone.

"Mom is asking when we're gonna be home cause it's getting late and brad has school in the morning." she says with a saddened expression.

"Nooo." I groan in response "You like just got here that's not fair."

"It's been over 2 hours and my time is very valuable." she replies with a grin.

"Like a hooker?" I ask.

"Yeah like a hooker." she responds laughing.

"Well I don't want you to go." I pout to her.

"Aww what happened to the intimidating Santana Lopez that has everyone at school trembling in fear."

"Hey, I'm still scary I have you know."

"Oh so I'll just leave now and that'll be okay?" she asks with a devious smile to which I tighten my grip on my legs that were already wrapped around her waist, bringing her in close to me and draping my arms around her neck adding "No you're not allowed to leave."

"Yeah that's what I thought cutie." she replies giving me an Eskimo kiss.

"As long as you tell no one, and I repeat NO ONE about me not being a complete bitch to you then I shall continue being nice to you. Okay?"

"That's not at all weird..." she murmurs sarcastically "But whatever you want." she adds with a smile. "I actually really do have to go though." she goes on to say with a frown.

"I'll drive you home." I say reluctantly with a groan.

"Oh great that's awesome." she replies enthusiastically as I detach my legs and arms from her.

"But one last thing." she adds cupping my face and pulling me in for one of those breath taking kisses you see at the end of one of those cheesy romantic movies, eventually withdrawing from my lips with a smile.

"That's great, make me horny and then leave me, you sure you're not a guy?" I say laughing as I hop down from the counter. She grabs my hand with hers and presses them against one of her breasts "See boobs, totally not a guy." she says grinning.

"You're not one bit shy are you?" I ask laughing at her forwardness to which she shakes her head in agreement. "I like it though... and I also like your tits." I whisper with a wink before making quickly for the door not giving her a chance to respond.

I walk into the lounge with Brittany close behind - the movie has ended, the lights are on and Brad and Sofia are talking away to each other; you would think they'd known each other forever seeing the way they interacted but then again the same could be said for Britt and I. "So guys, good movie?" I ask.

"Yup, Brad was even crying he loved it that much." Sofia responds grinning.

"Was not! I had... something in my eye."

"Pfft sure sure." she replies nudging him.

"Broski we gots to go." Brittany exclaims to Brad.

"But Britt-"

"I know, I don't want to go either but mum said, so let's get our butts moving, Sofia and San are gonna give us a lift."

"Okay..." he mumbles sadly.

We all make our way out the door; I can sense that we're all dragging our feet in a way - not wanting to end our enjoyable time together. "Can we do this again next weekend?" Brad asks on our way to his house.

"Of course!" I answer, giving him a fleeting look in the rear-view mirror "Maybe go out somewhere and do something... if that's ok with you all." I receive a unanimous response of agreeing sentiments.

We finally arrive at the pierce household (after Brittany trying to give directions before finally giving up and Brad helping instead) pulling up slowly in front of the house.

"So this was fun." Brittany exclaims as we come to a stop.

"We should... umm do it again some time." I respond with a smile as I glance in the backseat and see Brad and Sofia also carrying out their goodbyes. "So we still on for our tutoring session tomorrow?" I add once again looking at Brittany.

"Duh of course!" she responds before leaning in and whispering "You're the hottest teacher I've ever had."

"Are you sure? What about Mr Jenkins with the lazy eye?"

"Ooh now that's a toughie... but I still think you're better." she says with a wink. "You ready?" she directs towards Brad who stutters out "Yeah... just a second." then embracing Sofia in a hug when he thinks we've looked away.

Brittany leans in for a goodbye hug - I'm not really a hugger but like many things with Britt I make an exception for her. for such a tiny little lady she gives the biggest bear hugs I've ever had but I don't mind; especially because of the intoxicating scent I get from her mass of hair invading my face - I could smell it forever. "I'll see you tomorrow... Miss Lopez." she whispers in a warm sultry way which makes my insides burn. Discreetly planting a kiss on the back of my neck where her head lies before pulling back and clambering out of the car announcing her goodbyes to Sofia as she does so whilst I get a goodbye fist bump from Brad. They both make their way to the door – turning around and waving back at us in which we return the gesture as Sofia climbs into the front seat beside me.

"So fun night?" I ask Sofia on our drive home.

"Yeah it was really good, Brad is so cool." She excitedly responds "But I don't think I need to ask you if you had a fun night." She says with, without even seeing I know is a smirk on her face.

"Umm yeah you could say that." I laugh in response

"Maybe next time take your… friend up to your bedroom though."

"Or maybe next time you walk out of the room when you see me getting it on with a hot blonde." I jokingly respond.

"Oh so you think Brittany is hot then?"

"We're so not having this conversation little sis."

"Well I think she's nice, I never thought I'd say it but my big sister has a good eye for the ladies."

I laugh before responding "Thanks I never thought you'd say that either"

"No problem."

"No really… thanks for not completely freaking out about all this… it really means a lot." I say, taking my eyes off the road for just a moment to look at her so she knows I'm serious.

"Oh God please don't get all emotional and soppy, that'll just make us both feel awkward." We sit in peaceful silence for a moment before she goes on to add "You're my sister and I love you and if Brittany makes you happy-"

"She does, Brittany does make me happy." I interject to say.

"Then that's all that matters, her making you happy is all that matters, end of discussion."

"If you took as much interest in your schoolwork as you do in my love life you'd be a brainiac you know."

"I know but it isn't every day that you walk in on your sister getting it on with a hot blonde."

"That is a very good point!" I grin as we pull into the driveway.