I'm sorry for the lateness of this update, I'm usually on time but I'm off by a couple of hours now. I knew I was going to be busy today so I was planning to update before the busy came around and then I got busy sooner than I thought and I'm sorry!
I taped it to my underboob..
So I have a question for ya'll. The ladies are living together now and I'm pretty sure I'd lose your interest pretty darn quick if we did a day by day fic so it's gonna be jumping through time a little here and there, a week here, a month there, you know.. I always hint at itin the chapters but do you also want me start writing specific dates to make it easier to know where we're at, or is that just irritating? This chapter does it, but future ones only do it if you want it!
CHAPTER 21
"Fifth day's a charm"
October 5th
"Oh fuck, mmmh, babe?" Santana don't know why she picked this moment of all moments, but there was something soothing about Brittany's panting breath in her ear. Brittany's hand didn't stop moving between Santana's legs but she lifted her head slightly. Santana's thumb flicking over Brittany's clit however, soon had her forgetting why she did that and before speaking she kissed open-mouthed over Santana's neck and color bone.
"Uh-huh, yeah, uuuh, what is it San?" She breathed between kisses.
"You know how I, huuuhm ah, hate working at the…- oh fuuuuuck, don't stop!" Santana's eager hand on Brittany's butt pressed her closer, while the other increased speed where it was pumping in and out of Brittany, indicating Santana's growing need. She barely remembered how to speak but she didn't lose her train of thought.
"Guh… at the café?" She continued with a deep thrust inside.
"Oh God yes! Uh, yes." Brittany was answering the question but in her sexual heat she couldn't find the appropriate tone and it came out almost like a scream.
"And how I like, ahuurgg just like that, how I like to cook?" Santana's 'cook' was dragged out as the tingle in her lower abdomen took over and her body trembled against Brittany and the jerky motions had Brittany tumbling over the edge too.
"Mmmmh, baby. So guuaaaaah." Brittany moaned. In her orgasm Santana forced her fingers deeper and she bucked her own hips forcing Brittany's fingers to dig deeper too.
Santana's tense body stopped moving but Brittany continued to rock slowly against Santana's hand for little while longer to help herself come down. Both girls had a thin layer of sweat covering their bodies and Brittany even had a drop of it playing around her temple. The strain of having sex all day had her body feeling a little numb and after pulling out she sunk her tired body down on Santana who smiled at the weight resting on her.
Santana moved her wide spread legs to feel Brittany against her skin and cuddle the two closer. With the hand that hadn't been inside Brittany just moments ago she lazily stroked Brittany's hair and it had her, with some effort, roll off Santana and lie next her instead so they could look at each other.
"I've been thinking about it for a while now and… I wanna open my own restaurant." Santana said with sparkling eyes. Brittany didn't have enough energy to lift her head off the pillow but she gave Santana a big smile.
"That's amazing!" Brittany chirped as her eye lids got heavier.
"Yeah. I'm thinking maybe taking a cooking course or something just to on the safe side but I wanna do it at soon as possible." Santana continued to explain and Brittany nodded through a proud smile. It made so much sense, it was like the most natural thing in the world for Santana to be a chef and Brittany was one hundred per cent behind her girlfriend on this.
"You're amazing." Brittany murmured into the pillow, sounding even more tired. "You're so amazing." Brittany repeated and those were her final words before she dozed off mid-day.
Santana wrapped her arm around adorable Brittany, she was too excited to sleep but too comfortable to get up.
November 5th
"Are you surprised?" Santana asked when she got a minute alone with Brittany.
"I am actually." Brittany beamed. "How did you put this all together?"
"I'm awesome." Santana said casually and shrugged her shoulders.
"C'mere." Brittany said and pulled Santana closer, pressing her lips against Santana but not really capable of holding back her smile at the moment. Santana closed her eyes in the kiss but was the first to pull away from it, because she just needed to look at Brittany again.
"Happy birthday, Britt." Santana said amorously when she found Brittany's pools of blue.
"Here you guys are! Stop being so adorable, we want to cut the cake." Quinn said, appearing in the door holding a cake slicer.
"We were just… -" Santana started.
"Are you taking all the credit for the surprise party?" Quinn asked jokingly.
"Well, it was my idea." Santana said and raised her eyebrows, playfully challenging Quinn.
"Well, I did all the… and the…" Quinn tried but at the moment couldn't think of anything that hadn't been taken care of by Santana.
"…I helped." She pouted and looked down. Seeing the cake slicer in her hand she remembered why she had come here in the first place.
"Come on, people are waiting!" Quinn cheered up again since she hadn't actually been upset in the first place and grabbed Brittany by the wrist. All three walked to the festively decorated dining room where all their friends were waiting.
There were balloons everywhere, on the floor, in the ceiling, on the walls and hanging off pretty much every piece of furniture and the room had never been more colourful. Everyone had had a lot of fun throwing confetti at Brittany when she, unknowing of what was happening, walked into the apartment so the floor was covered in it. Most had silly string on their clothes and in their hair and everyone was enjoying themselves, drink in hand.
A rush of delight went through the room when Brittany came into it again.
"Yay, birthday girl!" Rachel called out in an attempt to steal a few seconds of attention. She was also a little drunk already since she wasn't very used to alcohol and it was an open bar.
"Who wants cake?" Quinn - by the way also a little drunk - called out and earned cheerful roars from everyone. She handed the slicer to Brittany so she could do the honours of cutting the first piece after she had blown the candles out.
"Make a wish." Santana said and smiled as Brittany leaned forward to empty her lungs over the flickering lights. The cake was pretty huge so it took her a full four puffs to blow out the horns of twenty-four pink unicorns galloping on a squarish cake covered in a layer of green marzipan. When she got the last one people clapped and hollered.
"Okay, okay, who wants the first piece?" Brittany asked and her eyes swept over the circle of friends. A lot of people waved their hands in hopes to get picked but Brittany's eyes landed on Emma. She was only five months and still very small but there was a little mound to be hinted under her shirt.
"You're eating for two and I want the baby to be all fat when he comes out." Brittany explained and handed Emma the first piece. In her mind Emma wondered if the slicer had been sterilized recently but she decided to push those thoughts away. For some reason the importance of those things had started to ever so slowly fade away. Brittany enjoyed being cake master and cut pieces for everyone who came up and wanted one.
"Hey, look at that, you got the 'Hap'.I'm gonna give Rachel the 'py' because you'reso happytogether." Brittany beamed at Quinn and referred to the frosting letters on the cake spelling out 'Happy Birthday, Brittany'. There was also a heart in frosting and Brittany split it in half and gave one piece to Santana and kept one piece herself before finally putting down the slicer to sit and eat with her girlfriend.
"What'dya wish for?" Santana asked alluringly.
"If I tell you it won't come true..." Brittany answered with a mysterious smile.
…
"Alright, good night you guys! Drive safe!" Brittany said loudly to the last group of friends leaving at around two in the morning. She turned around.
"You two are not driving! Come with me!" She led a very drunk Quinn and an even drunker Rachel through the hallway to the guest room. She tucked them both in and gave each of her friends a kiss on the forehead before going to search for Santana, who she found doing dishes in the kitchen.
"Babe?" Brittany whined at the fact that Santana was doing chores and pulled her away from the sink.
"Do you know how awesome you are?" Brittany tried to not slur but she was also a little bit intoxicated.
"This was the best birthday ever!" Brittany hoisted herself up on the counter. She reached out and pulled Santana in between her legs, locking her arms behind Santana's back. Santana smiled lovingly at all the cuteness that was drunk Brittany.
"And the cake, I can't believe you made that, it was so delicious and all our friends were here and everything was so perfect." Brittany said, her lips moving closer to Santana's as she spoke and she ended up pressing against them when she finished her rant. Santana smiled. She had had a lot of more ideas that she hadn't been able to go through with, like getting a jumping castle, so she was happy that Brittany was pleased.
"You're sexy." Brittany suddenly said and furrowed her eyebrows as if concentrated as she tried to find the hem of Santana's shirt.
"I want you in the birthday room." Brittany said and tried to be seductive but Santana just thought she looked adorable.
"Birthday room?" Santana furrowed her eyebrows since she didn't know which room this was.
"You made it so pretty with the balloons and the confetti. I wish it could look like that all the time…" Brittany began but then her mind started strolling off and she changed her mind.
"…but if it's special all the time then… it's not special." She said and looked deep lost in her thoughts.
"You're special all the time." Santana said gingerly and kissed Brittany lips. Brittany caught Santana's lip between hers and sucked it into her mouth before she could attempt to pull away.
"Birthday room." Brittany repeated in a mumble and let her hands go wherever they wanted, which was pretty much all over.
"I thought we had guests?" Santana argued even though her hands were getting a little frisky as well.
"Birthday room." Brittany wailed and tugged her own shirt off, revealing toned abs and prefect breasts in a purple lace bra. Santana eyed her girlfriend for a moment before grabbing Brittany, sliding her off the counter and onto her hips before carrying her to the dining room.
Santana eagerly cleared the table by sweeping her arm over it, knocking down glasses and throwing paper plates on the floor. She hungrily put Brittany down on the wooden board. Brittany laid her back down and Santana shifted her hold to the hips as Brittany arched her back, pressing her sex against Santana. Feeling the pressure Brittany squealed with joy to have her birthday wish come true.
December 5th
Santana was sitting on the couch and her laptop was humming and warming her thighs in her lap. She was in the midst of booking a flight. She could drive but it takes a while and flying is so much faster and more comfortable. Plus she doesn't actually own a car... Whether to drive or fly was however not what had her hesitating.
She was wondering whether to book one or two tickets. She always went home to Ohio for Christmas and New Years and this year wouldn't be different. She had already spoken to her parents and they were so excited.
Santana just… hadn't told Brittany yet - which meant she hadn't asked if she wanted to come, even though Santana really wanted her to. They went to Emma and Puck for Thanksgiving so there had been no talk about where to spend the Holidays. Brittany hadn't mentioned any plans but maybe she had some yearly tradition? Santana didn't want to step in between.
"Hey babe, what you doin?" Brittany chirped as she skipped into the room, sporting a bra and a pair of Santana's sweat pants. Santana's eyes shot up from the computer. Great, now she could ask.
"Britt...?" Santana started but was distracted by the emerged gorgeousness.
"What do you want for dinner today? I'm starving." Brittany interrupted and thrummed her hands on her stomach. Santana giggled.
"I don't know… whatever you want, B." Santana said and put her computer on the table before motioning for Brittany to come join her of the couch. Brittany grinned and jumped on it, tumbled and fell over Santana. They cuddled for a while before straightening themselves up again.
"I want to eat at your restaurant." Brittany said and smiled proudly at the fact Santana had already made things start to happen in that department.
"Well, you might wanna have a meal or two before that since it doesn't open for another three months." Santana chuckled.
She had found a nice place for it, not too big and not too small and it was currently under reconstruction because it hadn't been a restaurant before so it didn't have a kitchen or anything. Santana still hadn't thought of name for it though. She wanted something awesome and suddenly everything she came up with was so lame.
Santana was shaken from her thoughts when she saw Brittany staring at the screen.
"Are you going somewhere?" Brittany asked in a low voice and sounded a little sad that she apparently wasn't invited.
"I'm going to Ohio… for Christmas and stuff." Santana answered hesitantly.
"Oh." Brittany said and all the playfulness that had been bubbling inside her moments ago was gone. She stood up.
"Actually, I'm not that hungry." She said and walked out of the room.
"Britt!" Santana called after her but she didn't get an answer. Okay, so maybe not talking to Brittany about it was a huge mistake. Especially now that she seemed to think Santana didn't want her there when in reality she wanted it too much.
Santana sighed at her own stupidity as she got up to chase after Brittany. Then she turned back and bookedtwo tickets. She had already filled in everything so it finished with just one click. Then she rushed to her feet again. She saw the door to the bedroom closed. She tried to walk in but it was locked so she banged on it.
"Britt, let me in." Santana said through the door but nothing happened. "B, come on!" Santana tried again and knocked a couple of more times but with no luck.
"I was afraid to ask because I didn't know if you wanted to or if you had plans or…-" Santana was talking to the door and was startled, to say the least, when the door suddenly flung open and she was presented with a teary eyed Brittany.
"Yeah, Santana. I have such jolly merry plans withmy family. Oh no wait - I don't have a family." Brittany's angry voice didn't match the hurt look on her face but Santana felt like shit for being the reason for both.
"I'm sorry-"
"I thought you said your family was my family?" Brittany almost whispered, looking down at the floor.
"And I meant it!" Santana grunted desperately. Brittany's sad eyes rose and she tilted her head as if to say well you sure as hell didn't show it.
"Brittany, please come with me to Ohio?" Santana asked in a pleading voice.
"I don't wanna come now." Brittany said. She knew she was being childish but… whatever.
"Please?" Santana begged again.
"No." Brittany said in a short tone and crossed her arms over her chest. It was quiet for a while and then Santana crossed her arms too.
"Fine. Don't come. I'll just give your ticket to… a hedgehog." Santana couldn't think of anything but she saw the hedgehogs on Brittany's socks and drew her inspiration from there. She wasn't actually angry but she still turned around and started to walk away. Brittany tilted her head to the other side.
"Wait! You have a ticket for me?" She asked and followed Santana until she stopped.
"Of course I have a ticket for you! … But since you don't want it…" Santana said and shrugged. Brittany's face lit up.
"No, I want it!" Brittany beamed.
"You said you didn't." Santana argued and shrugged again like there was nothing she could do. Now she was really just teasing.
"Please, can I have the ticket?" Brittany pouted. Santana gritted her teeth in a hesitant manner.
"I don't know… you might have to bribe someone…" Santana said and smirked. Brittany's face changed and she raised her eyebrows seductively.
"Is that so? Could you refer me to whom please?" Brittany asked and took a few steps closer.
"Well, I know someone… but she doesn't do cash. Any favours from her will have to be taken out in trade." Santana said, her voice becoming somewhat husky. Brittany was now dangerously close and she wrapped her arms around Santana.
"That's not a problem for me." Brittany answered hoarsely and dipped Santana, holding her there as she moved her lips closer.
"Ms. Pierce! What will your girlfriend say?" Santana joked.
"Oh, she'll never find out." Brittany said and kissed Santana passionately.