A/N Hey guys, sorry I haven't updated in a while..now that finals are over I'm back to working double shifts. Joy! Anyway, my updates are going to be once every few days now but expect longer chapters. Not as long as this one, because obviously, this is a special chapter WINK WINK. & for all the song suggestions I received, thank you! Most of them talked about love and the girls aren't really there yet so I had to go with something a little less lovey, but I might work them in for later chapters. Sorry for super long A/N lol
CHAPTER 25
"I just don't get it Britt," Quinn said as she pushed the shopping cart through the aisle while I followed closely behind with Bella attached to my hand, "she was so feisty that night at Showtimes when she sang Blow Me to Brooke, but at Bella's party she was just.. super quiet." I let out a deep sigh because, once again, Quinn was bringing this back up. Bella's party was 3 days ago, but I still got an earful everyday about how strange Quinn thought Santana acted when Brooke showed up uninvited. I mean, I didn't know what she wanted me to say. I'm not Santana, I don't know what's going on in her head. It's not Santana's fault Brooke is always lurking; obviously being mean or threatening her isn't working, so what else is there to do? "It's just really str-"
"Strange." I huffed angrily, cutting her off. "I know, you've told me a million times already." She stopped pushing the cart and turned to look at me with puzzled eyes. "What? You have." I said, but this time my voice was quieter and I averted my gaze to the floor, feeling a little bad for raising my voice.
"Mommy, you're making Britty sad." Bella scolded as she squeezed on my hand and gave me a smile. I looked at Bella and moved to ruffle her hair.
"She's not making me sad, Peanut." I said with a smile then looked up at Quinn. "She's making me frustrated." Quinn rolled her eyes with a smirk and spun back around to continue pushing the cart down the frozen breakfast section.
"Bella, go get your waffles." Quinn instructed as she went to grab some frozen canned juice. I was leaning on the door closest to the one Quinn was going to open with my arms folded over my torso when she looked over at me with a softened expression. "Britt, I don't mean to frustrate you. I just want to know that I'm not the only one that sees her behavior when it comes to Brooke." I sighed then nodded as she closed to glass door after retrieving what she was looking for.
"Well Q, not everyone can make a person cower just by glaring at them." I replied sarcastically. "Not everyone has had the many years to practice terrorizing like you've had." She shot me a glare as she threw the can in the cart. "Yeah, just like that." I giggled. "But I'm immune to them by now."
"I'm a little hurt, B." She feigned upset as she clutched her chest. "But if she's not going to stand up for herself, someone has to."
"I get you're just trying to look out for me, Q, but she really deserves more credit than you're giving her." I said as I pushed off the glass door and followed her to the cart just as Bella threw in her box of waffles. Bella walked back over to me, reaching her tiny hands up in the air with a big smile. I grinned down at the girl and picked her up, adjusting her on my hip as Quinn started to push the cart again. I quickened my pace so that I was walking side by side with Quinn. "I mean, how would you feel if someone you trusted and loved constantly let you down and now that you're trying to make a better life for yourself, they just keep trying to come back?" She looked over at me then pursed her lips before turning the cart down another aisle.
"I don't know, B, it just doesn't seem like she's trying hard enough. She didn't even-"
"I don't care!" I huffed angrily causing her to stop the cart and turn to me. "She is trying; it may not look like it to you, but she is." I lowered my voice again so I wouldn't cause a scene, plus I still had Bella on my hip and I didn't want to frighten her. "It may not be drastic changes, she might not punch Brooke in the mouth every time she talks down to her, she might not even fully open up to me yet, but I don't care. I still care deeply for her. I know what she's going through is hard, but I'm not going to get angry if she doesn't fight physically fight back. She has a right to feel a little emotional around her; she used to play a big role in her life and she took advantage of that. She hurt her, Quinn, she hurt her a lot." Quinn was staring at me with this blank expression that I couldn't read. I wasn't sure if she was even listening still, but it felt good to finally voice my thoughts so I just kept going. "Our relationship was built on the ruins of that horrible one; she's got a lot of healing to do and I'm willing to help her with all that because instead of running away from her problems like some people, she's at least attempting to confront them." Quinn looked to the floor in guiltily, and I felt a little bad because I knew how she felt about running away from her and Noah's relationship when Bella was born. I knew it was a sensitive spot for her, but I needed to say something that would get her to understand where Santana was coming from. I looked over at Quinn who had picked her head up but was now biting on her lip. I always felt bad when I'd upset Quinn, I just hated seeing her sad. "I-I'm sorry, Q. That was mean of me to say." I apologized softly and rubbed at her back.
"You really love her, don't you? She asked and smiled up at me. I felt my heart stop and my breathing catch in my throat. I stared at her blankly with my lips parted hoping that I'd start breathing normal soon. She just continued to smile.
"I-uh-what? I-no- I mean, I d-don't know.." I stammered nervously trying to look somewhere other than Quinn's judging eyes. "It's a bit too early to be thinking about l-lo-that."
"It's okay, Britt. Love is not something to be afraid of." Quinn replied with a smile as she went back to pushing the cart. I looked down at Bella who was looking a little drowsy with her half lidded eyes struggling to keep awake. I brushed through the back of her blonde hair and pressed her head to my shoulder. She threw her arms around my neck lazily and muttered something beneath her breath that sounded awfully close to, "Don't be silly, Britty." I just smiled and went back to following Quinn. If loving someone meant that you cared about their happiness more than your own then yeah, I love her a lot.
"I guess I do." I said softly after a long pause, not wanting to wake the little one in my arms.
"You do what?" Quinn asked as she reached for a bottle of laundry soap. She looked over her shoulder and smirked at me.
"Love her."
I waited for the teasing or 'I told you so' but nothing came. Only silence. I looked back to her and saw her staring off somewhere else.
"No jokes?" I asked with a little laugh and walked up beside her to see her expression.
"Seriously, this city is too small sometimes." She muttered then rolled her eyes. I looked at her confused as I tried to see what she had looked at.
"What do you mean?" I asked still trying to find what made her say that.
"There, by the coffee makers." Quinn said and subtly nodded to her left. I quickly glanced over my shoulder and instantly groaned at the site.
"You're right." I huffed and turned back around. "At least this time she didn't purposely run into me, but let's get out of her before she spots us." Quinn laughed a little before directing the cart towards the checkout lanes and away from Brooke. We made our way to a relatively short line, and by short I meant 7 people ahead of us.
"You want me to hold her?" Quinn asked as she nodded to Bella. I hadn't realized how numb my arm was so I was grateful for the offer.
"Yeah, she's not a little girl anymore." I cooed then gingerly handed her off to Quinn. I stretched out my arms, trying to get some blood flowing again when I heard my phone ring. I smiled when I heard the familiar sound of Amy Winehouse and dug out my phone from my pocket. "Hey baby!" I greeted happily into the receiver. "How's work?"
"Hi, it's going alright." Her voice came out a like a croak and thought for a second that she might be getting sick, but then I heard a deep exhale.
"What's wrong?" I asked softly though I was so against asking someone that when they're upset, I really didn't like hearing Santana sound that way.
"Remember that kid I signed a couple weeks ago?" Santana asked and I could tell by the sound of her voice she was stressed.
"Uh-huh, what did he do this time? More parties?"
"Oh, something like that." She sighed; I could practically hear her eyes rolling. "The fucker got himself arrested! I'm so stressed out right now, now the media is going to be all over my ass for signing such a moron." I frowned at the harshness in her voice, though it wasn't directed towards me, I still didn't like it.
"It's not your fault though, you didn't know he wasn't going to follow the rules.." I said trying to ease her tension. "Maybe if you say that, no one will bother you? Or I could hide you in my room.." I heard a laugh out of her that time as well as get a disgusted look from Quinn. I stuck my tongue out at Quinn and turned away from her to focus on Santana.
"Your room, huh? Wouldn't that be the first place they'd look?" She asked through a breathy laugh.
"No way, no one but Quinn and Sam even know we're dating."
"Uhm, I'm pretty sure there's a lot more people than just Quinn and Sam." I was puzzled; I hadn't told anyone yet and I don't think she had either, so who else would know? "We aren't very good at keeping secrets..or kissing out of the public's view." I felt my cheeks flush as I thought back to our last kiss.
2 Days Ago;
It was the day after Bella's party and I was waiting in the park I usually go to run for Santana. There were a lot of people out today jogging, mainly because it was super sunny and the light sort of warmed the air so it wasn't freezing cold like it had been. I dug my hands into my coat pockets and nuzzled into my scarf as I bounced on my toes trying to keep myself warm. I looked around at the crowd seeing if I could spot the Latina, but I didn't see anyone even as close to resembling her. Just then I felt a hand graze my lower back and as I turned around, I was faced with bright brown eyes.
"Hi babe, cold?" Santana as then held out a hot chocolate to me. "You don't mind that we share, do you?" I smiled down at the girl and shook my head 'no' before taking the warm cup in my gloved hand and sipped, the liquid quickly heating up my insides.
"This is so good." I squealed as I took the cup away from my lips. "You want some?" I asked and held out the cup to her. She smiled then rolled up on her toes and reached a hand behind my neck as she connected our lips. I almost dropped the cup, surprised by the kiss, but quickly caught up to her movements. "That's not what I meant." I giggled and leaned back in to her kiss. The warmth from her definitely beat anything that the hot chocolate gave off; I thought I was warm from the drink but now I'm burning up. I held tightly to the cup hoping that having Santana pressed so closely to me wouldn't cause my grip to waver thus spilling the hot liquid all over us. That would really suck, but then again we would go back to my house to change and then she would borrow my clothes again and then we'd have a super heated make out session. I felt her tongue swipe along my lip before she slipped in and started exploring. I hooked my free hand around her waist and tugged her closer as I tried to gain control of this kiss. She withdrew her tongue and smiled as I nipped at her bottom lip while caressing her lower back with my fingertips. She tightened her hold on my neck while I grabbed a fistful of her blazer, but I knew if we didn't pull away now we'd be giving the whole park a free show.
"Chocolately." Santana smirked as she pulled away, not after giving me one last peck on the lips before dropping her arms.
"And I know how much you love chocolate.." I replied and reached for hand to interlock our fingers as we walked from the park and to Breadstix for our usual lunch date.
Present Time;
"Oh right, yeah, not very subtle are we?" I replied with a giggle. I heard papers ruffling in the background and remembered that she's probably busy right now. "Are you busy right now? I don't want to be disturbing you."
"Disturbing me? Babe, I called you."
"Ohh, right." I sighed. "I forgot." There was another long pause again, but I wasn't sure if she was writing or if she was just thinking. I looked over my shoulder and saw that there were 2 more carts left in front of us before it was our turn to pile the conveyer belt. "Are you okay now?" I asked softly, trying to get her talking again.
"Uh-huh, talking to you really helped calm me down." I smiled down at the floor bashfully trying to hide my pink cheeks from anyone, particularly Quinn who was probably begging to tease me. "Hey, do you wanna come over tonight? We haven't seen each other in 2 days; I feel like I'm dying.."
"Dying?! Why, what's wrong?" I said frantically into the receiver. "Do you need me to come pick you up and take you to the hospital?" I waited for an answer and when I didn't get one I started getting worried. "San.."
"B, that's not what I meant.." Santana said, her laughing automatically calming my nerves. "I'm perfectly fine. I was just saying we haven't had any alone time in a long time, I'm a little sad."
"True, I do miss our sweet lady kisses.." I sighed, my filling with thoughts of previous make out sessions.
"Yeah, and I miss you." She replied and I could totally picture her smiling that one shy smile she does after she said something sweet. "So, you want to come over? I'll cook you dinner?"
"Trying to lure me in with food, Miss Lopez?" I answered huskily. I heard laughter in the background.
"Maybe."
"Oh! I've been wanting to use my song card too!" Well, actually I have a few songs but maybe if I only get her to sing snippets of them it'll count as one full song.
"This is sounding more and more like a date."
"Well, maybe it is." I looked over my shoulder and saw that we were next and Quinn was starting to unload our car with one hand since she was carrying Bella. "I love our spontaneous dates, so I'll see you tonight. I have to go now though, Quinn's trying to unload the whole cart with one hand and she looks funny because she using her left one and she's not a lefty." Quinn looked up and shot me a playful glare before continuing her work.
"Alright, I'll see you tonight then. Bye!" I ended the call and swiftly stuffed the phone in my back pocket and started to help Quinn unload.
"So you have a date tonight?" Quinn asked as she stood straight up and let me unload the rest. "What number are you guys on now?"
"Uhm, this would be our fourth one." I answered and put the last of our groceries on the belt. I looked up to see Quinn smirking at me but I didn't know why. "What?"
"You don't remember our dating rule, do you?" I furrowed my brows and stared at her with narrowed eyes.
"I guess not.."
"Well it was a high school thing; only after 4 dates can you go all the way." She smirked confidently as she turned to greet the cashier then turned back to me. "And look who's on date number four."
"Quinn!" I whined embarrassedly. "That was a childish rule from years ago; it's not like I follow that anymore.." She chuckled and handed the cashier the money while I put the bags into the cart. "Besides, how do you know that we haven't done it yet?" I pushed the cart out to the parking lot while Quinn followed holding Bella.
"It? What are we, immature little kids?" Quinn laughed and patted my back. "And I know, because you turned all red when I mentioned the rule." I remained silent as I loaded Quinn's Prius with our groceries while she buckled Bella in her car seat. "You're waiting and I think it's very sweet of you to do that." I rolled my eyes and pressed my lips together trying to focus on stacking our bags so that our groceries wouldn't topple over while she was driving, and also because I was not trying to talk about my sex life, or nonexistent one, to Quinn while Bella was just right there. "I bet she's really good in-"
"Quinn!" I begged again. "Can you not?" She rolled her head back laughing as she hopped into the driver's seat and started to drive us home.
"Only joking, Britt, calm down." Quinn teased then fumbled with the radio.
Later That Night;
After the cab dropped me off at Santana's apartment, I practically ran up the steps, only briefly waving to the door man, before rushing into an elevator. Though it had only been 2 days since I've seen Santana, it felt like so much longer! It was crazy how much I've missed her already. I got to her door, and for some reason I felt really nervous all of a sudden. Or maybe it was anxiousness, either way; I hesitated knocking on the door. I thought back to what Quinn said earlier about the fourth date rule, but I knew that was only something between me and Quinn and Santana had no idea about the rule. I've made it this far, I certainly don't want to pressure Santana into doing anything she's not ready for. I swallowed back this lump in my throat then knocked on the door. It only took seconds for the door to swing open before I had slim tanned arms wrapped around my neck.
"Brittany!" Santana squealed as she went in for the hug. I smiled into her shoulder as I slipped my arms around her waist and picked her up a little before setting her back down again. Well pulled back a bit, still keeping our arms on each other, as we exchanged smiles.
"I missed you." I sighed and leaned down for a soft kiss. She grinned and closed the distance between us as she pulled on my neck to deepen our innocent kiss.
"I missed you too." She breathed as she pulled back then grabbed my hand. "Come on, let's eat!" I followed her to the kitchen, my mouth instantly watering at the sight. I walked over to the circular dining table and leaned on one of the backs of the chairs as I stared down at her set up.
"Woah, someone's been busy." I teased as I looked down at the spread she had out. Well really it was just one large skillet of some kind of rice dish set in the center of her small dining table with two square plates accompanied with the appropriate utensil set out on opposite sides of the main dish. I wasn't much of a cook, but I could tell just by the smell that what she had made was going to be delicious.
"Oh stop," Santana laughed as she brought out a bottle of wine and a serving spoon, "It's just Arroz con Pollo." She walked behind me and grazed my lower back with her nails as she made her way to fill the wine glasses.
"Whatever, still looks yummy." I replied then took a seat the same time she did. She held out her hand for my plate so that she could make my plate before making her own. I took in a forkful and hummed at the taste. "Damn, baby, this is really good!" I watched as she blushed and smiled down at her plate bashfully. "What? No one compliments your cooking?" I asked as I took another bite.
"Sort of." She said through a giggle then sipped on her wine. "So what song do you have for me?"
"Mm, I actually had a couple songs.." I kept my eyes lowered until I heard her let out a laugh.
"I could've sworn the card said one song.." Santana teased as she brought her glass to and stared over the rim of the glass at me.
"Y-yeah, but I couldn't decide.." I stammered nervously as I brought my own glass to my lips. "But I think I only really wanna hear you sing this other one.."
"I'm just kidding, baby. I'll sing you whatever you want me to."
"Good, because I think you'll really sound great." I smiled over at her. "Plus, I think the song really expresses how you make me feel." Her eyebrows rose at that as she grinned hard.
"Well now I'm excited!" She chirped then started gathering the plates. I went to help her carry the dirty dishes, but she swatted my hands away. "Guests never clean, babe, you taught me that." She teased then leaned in to peck my cheek before walking off to the sink. I sat happily in my place while she cleaned the table, sending me winks every now and then, until she was finally done.
"Alright, here's the lyrics." I said and handed her my phone. She took it and scrolled the lyrics with furrowed brows. "You haven't heard it before, have you?" I asked but she shook her head.
"It's sort of my job to know all types of music, but I don't think I've ever heard this one before." She said as she handed the phone back to me. I pouted thinking that she wanted me to change songs, but she just intertwined our fingers and pulled me out of the living room to another room. "Actually, now that I think of it, I think I have heard it before." I smiled over at her and let her direct me to an unfamiliar hallway. It didn't occur to me that I've only seen her kitchen and living room before; I've never really spent a lot of time here. She pushed open the door to what looked like a studio. My eyes widened at all the instruments she had laying around; a grand piano off to the corner of the room, a few acoustic guitars, a violin, a set of drums, and even a ukulele.
"Wow, do you know how to play all these?" I asked as I ran my hand along the top of the black piano and looked out at all the instruments. She giggled and shook her head 'no'.
"I wish!" She replied and went to sit down at the piano. "I've dabbled in all, but I'm best at this baby." She said and played a few notes on the piano then pointed over at the little ukulele. "I think I've gotten pretty good at the one too." I smiled when she pointed to the latter; she'll definitely rock the song now. "So let's see those lyrics again."
"Oh, you still want to sing it?" She nodded.
"It's on the ukulele, right?" She asked as she walked over and picked up the tiny thing and sat back down on the piano bench. "You think you can find the chords for me?"
"Sure!" I squeaked and quickly looked it up on my phone then showed it to her.
"Oh, okay." She said as she rearranged her fingers on the neck of ukulele and strummed as she glanced at each of the chords on the screen. "Will you sing with me?" She asked as she continued to look at the screen, practicing her strumming. I stared at her with wide eyes.
"I-uh-I'm not a very good singer.." I said quietly. Yeah, I can sing with the radio without sounding like a dying animal, but this is different. There was no other voice for me to sing with except for hers and hers was so much better than mine.
"I like your singing voice though." She looked away from the screen of the phone and gave me a sweet smile. "You don't have to sing the whole song; I just need to hear the tune first."
"Mm, that's makes sense.." I shrugged and sat down next to her on the bench. "Don't laugh at me though." I said as I cleared my throat dramatically before pulling up the lyrics again on me screen.
"I'd never laugh at you, B." Santana cooed and swung her leg over the bench so that she was straddling the chair while I sat with my back to the keys of the piano. I nodded and waited for her to start the strumming pattern. It was amazing how well she played the instrumental of the song, it was better than the original! Probably because it was her playing it and anything she did was amazing to me. "Go ahead, B. I'll catch on." Santana said as she continued to play. I licked my lips and slowly exhaled before beginning.
You make me happy whether you know it or not
We should be happy that's what I said from the start
I am so happy knowing you are the one
That I want for the rest of my days
For the rest of my days
Your, all of my days
My voice sounded raspy at first, and not the good sounding raspy like Santana's. I was really nervous and couldn't bring myself to look at her while I tried to sound my best. I didn't realize how high some of the parts went as my voice cracked at trying to hit the notes. I felt my cheeks burn at the sound and instantly hated myself for not just picking a different song.
"It's okay, baby, you sound great." Santana cooed and nudged me a little with her elbow. I shot her a shy smile as I ended the chorus. "Keep going, I don't know how the first verse sounds." I nodded and went on to sing the next verse, but this time I kept my eyes set on her.
You're lookin' so cool you're lookin' so fly
I can't deny that when I'm staring
You down right dead in the eye
I wanna try to be the person you want
The person you need
It's hard to conceive
That somebody like you could be with
Someone like me
As I neared the end of the first verse, Santana started to sing along with me as she read off the lyrics. We bobbed our heads together to the beat as we sang the chorus.
"I think I got it now." She said then sang the next verse by herself while I swung my leg over the bench so that I could face her. She smiled affectionately at me as she strummed. She was so beautiful they way she bobbed her head to the sound and swayed from side to side. I really wanted to kiss her, but I didn't want her to stop singing yet; her voice was too perfect. The more I heard her sing the words, the more I realized how well they suited her situation or at least how I thought they suited her situation. You're lookin' so fresh
It's catching my eye
Why oh why did I not see this before
The girl I adore was right in front of me
And now I'll take a step back and look in your eye
And ask why it took so long to see
We're meant to be
"You sound so beautiful." I cooed as she started to sing the chorus again. She gestured for me to join her, and I couldn't really say no to the smile she was currently sporting so I obliged. I saw her struggle with the tune of the next verse so I continued to sing along with her so that she could learn the tune, but the way she looked at me while we sang together told me she wanted me to keep sing with her.
On the good, the bad, the ugly
The smiles, the laughs, the funny,
Or all the things we put each other through
It's for you for you for you
"We sound so good together." Santana said while I continued to sing the chorus alone. I rolled my eyes playfully; there was no way I sounded half as good as Santana, she had to be lying that we actually sounded good together. I'm a dancer, not a singer. She joined in on the singing again as the second part of the chorus ended.
I'm happy knowing that you are mine Ooh ooh
The grass is greener on the other side
The more I think the more I wish
That we could lay here for hours and just a reminisce
"I loved that." Santana cheered and leaned over to capture my lips with hers. I returned the kiss, but sat back feigning upset.
"I sang most of the song.." I pouted with my arms crossed. "I want a refund!" Santana tossed her head back with a laugh and went to set her ukulele back down in its stand.
"I just wanted to hear you sing again." She cooed as she walked back over and sat back down on the bench next to me.
"Well, I hope you enjoyed yourself because you owe me another song." I replied with a grin.
"Oh, I did." She winked with a smirk. "You were super sexy sounding singing about happy stuff, that song totally fit your personality." I felt my cheeks flush at the compliment; never had my singing voice been called 'sexy'. "This time I'm picking the song though, okay?" The way her eyes darkened as she said that had me a little worried, or maybe it was kind of a turn on, I wasn't sure just yet.
"Alright, whatever you want." I said and rested my weight on my arms as I held myself up by gripping the edge of the bench.
"You're definitely going to enjoy this.." She smirked and spun around to face the piano as she played a few notes then smiled over at me.
I don't need a beat for me to touch you, cuff you up and love you
listen to me I could make it louder or bring it down to a whisper like damn.
Honey, why you rushin'? I like it when you're cussin'
Especially when it's dirty, it turns me on like damn.
I found myself swallowing thickly as she continued to sing to me, her eyes never leaving mine as she smirked through her words. I've never heard the song before, but damn, I'd be lying if I said it wasn't making my body heat up like crazy.
We could do a little bit of role play
spread 'em for the teacher, baby, or you'll get a bad grade
We could keep it just like this
but if you want somethin' to rock to, I can drop the beat like this
"D-Damn, San.." I moaned when I felt her running her hand down my leg as she dipped a little between my thighs then moved back up to the keys of the piano. She couldn't tease me like that, what is she trying to do, kill me? I don't want to die of sexual frustration, that's embarrassing!
Movin' by the rhythm of the clap
tease you just a bit, bring it in and pull it back
if I wanna speed it up, I'll give you a little slap
but regardless I could make you want it bad
Oh yeah, she's definitely trying to kill me. The heat between my legs was almost unbearable now and I doubt we were even halfway through the song. As much as I wanted her to stop singing, afraid that I might at any moment take her on this damn piano, I couldn't help but want her to continue. I hated the way I loved how she liked to tease me like this, if that makes any sense. And to make everything worse, she had went back to straddling the bench and was completely singing acapella now. I tried hard to keep my eyes from landing on her boobs or worse, her spread legs, but it was getting extremely hard to control myself when she's singing about such things.
When I lay you on the bed
I ain't playin', I'ma do exactly what I said
Kiss you on the collarbone, right up to your neck
Get you beggin' for some more, it's the best and nothing less, baby
I don't need a-
That was it. As soon as she started saying something about kissing necks and collarbones, I was done. I wanted her, and I wanted her now. I leaned forward and cupped her cheeks with my hands and brought her to me. Our lips crashed as her singing stopped and the humming started. Our kisses were different this time; they were needy, almost desperate, as we tried bringing our bodies closer than they already were. I dropped my hands to dip into the small of her back and tugged her up on to me. Now her legs were hanging over my thighs, straddling my waist, while she entangled her hands into my blonde hair. The thought of how close her center was to mine could have brought me over the edge but much to my disappointment she slid off of me.
"Well that escalated quickly." She laughed all out of breath as she swung her leg back over the bench so that she was sitting correctly.
"Sorry, I couldn't help myself..that song was very-uh-suggestive." I stammered still trying to even out my breathing. I hated that she had pulled away; I needed her more than ever right now. No, Britt, keep it in your pants! She's not ready yet.
"No I'm sorry," Santana said shaking her head shamefully, "I knew what that song would do." The tension in the room was thick, almost uncomfortable. "Come on, let's go to the living room." Santana said as she held out her hand for me to take. I nodded and followed her out and sat down next to her on the couch when a certain combination of red and black caught my eyes.
"So you really do have Uno?" I laughed as I sat back up with the cards in my hand. She looked down at the deck and laughed.
"Totally forgot I had those.."
"Let's play!" I said innocently and started dealing out the cards. She brought up her legs, her pajama shorts riding up a little further than they should as I handed out the cards. I could actually see the outline of her dark blue panties through the thinness of her shorts. If I could just get a little clo-
"Britt, you gave me too many." She said and gave me back 3 cards. I tore my eyes away from her exposed skin and took back the cards. I mentally slapped myself for not controlling my leering and went back to dealing. I looked up at her biting her lip as she stared down at my hands. I felt my body heating up again but this time I didn't know why, she wasn't even doing any teasing!
"Uh hold these; I've got to take off this sweater." I mumbled and shoved the cards in her hand before throwing off my sweater leaving me in only my jeans and black tank top. "That's better." I sighed innocently and took back the cards with a smile. I looked up into Santana's dark brown eyes again, not before eyeing her breasts a little longer than I should, and saw nothing but lust. Keep it together, Britt. "Uhh, you can go first." Her lips parted like she was about to say something but instead she focused down on her cards and threw out a blue 4. My eyes raked her exposed chest, her light pink tank top not covering up very much, but I wasn't complaining.
"Your turn." She mumbled, shaking me from my staring. I stared down at the pile and threw out a red 4. I looked up again but found her already staring at me, well my lips actually. Her chest was rising and falling rapidly as her eyes slowly trailed up from my lips to my eyes. It was my turn to eye her full lips now, only wanting to kiss her breath away.
"Your go-"
"Fuck this." She huffed and swatted away the cards to the floor as she lunged for me. "No more Uno." She husked and crashed our lips together in a passionate kiss. I felt like laughing at how jerky her movements were from being so frenzied, but when I felt her hands slipping under my tank top, I knew this was not just another make out session.
"Settle down, baby, we got all the time in the world." I said as softly as I laid my hand over hers, stopping them from going up any higher on my torso. She sat up, straddling my waist as she stared down at me like she was contemplating her next move. I sat up too, well as much as I could with her still sitting on me, and set my hands on her thighs. "There's no rush, but if you want to then that's okay too."
"I want to, Britt, I really want to." My heart was hammering in my chest as she said the words I'd been wanting to her for weeks. "Please B, I need you." I felt a chill run up my spine and stared deeply into her eyes, searching for any kind of doubt. None, just pure affection.
"Here or the bedroom?"
Santana laughed and pulled me off the couch with her as she directed me to her bedroom, making sure that some part of our bodies were in contact the whole way there. At first we were a little hesitant and nervous the way we kept glancing at each other then looking away all giggly, but as soon as she closed the bedroom door, it was on.
She made the first move, throwing her arms around my neck as she stretched up to capture my lips with hers for a very heated kiss. I slid my tongue along her full lip until they parted and she allowed me to caress her tongue with mine all while she pushed me back further and further until the backs of my legs hit the edge of her bed. The contact threw my off balance and I ended up pulling her with me as I hit the bed with a thump. We both laughed as I pushed myself up further so that I was completely on the bed while Santana crawled up along with me, hovering over me attempting to keep her lips pressed into mine but failing miserably. I curled my fingers under the hem of her tank top and tugged on it, wanting her to get closer.
"You can take it off if you want to." She said quietly as she smiled down at me. I found my throat extremely dry as I slowly stripped her from her shirt. I ran my hands down her exposed sides, smiling at how fit she was. "Yours too." I nodded and sat up a little so that I could pull it off, but her hands stopped me. "I want to do it." She husked and dragged her nails down my sides causing tingles to shoot through my body as she pulled off my shirt. It seemed like she was only comfortable touching my sides though, because she didn't dare go anywhere else but there. I could tell she was starting to get a little nervous by how shaky her fingertips were against my skin.
"You can touch whatever you want, baby." I cooed and brought her hand to lay flat against my abs as I slowly moved our hands up until she was cupping my breast. She sank down again into my body and peppered my neck with soft kisses while I caressed her back with my nails. I was too busy marveling at the softness of her skin that I hadn't realized she had kicked off her pajama shorts and was now left in only her bra and panties. She began rocking her hips into mine as our kisses became more and more sloppy. I felt constricted since I was still wearing jeans, so I hooked my hands at the backs of her thighs and flipped over so now she was on her back. She hit the bed with a groan the looked up at me with lustful eyes. "Told you I was a top." I smirked and leaned down for another kiss. I felt her groan at the contact and soon felt her hands fumbling with the zipper of my jeans.
"Get these off now." She growled and I didn't think I could be even more turned on by her actions.
"Yes ma'am!" I answered playfully and quickly pulled off my jeans before sinking back into Santana. I slipped my thigh between hers and instantly felt dampness which only got my hormones raging even more. She tightly shut her eyes and rolled her head back when I started to push my thigh against her core, causing a little much needed friction. Her nails dug into my shoulder blades as I started to rock faster against her.
"Br-Brit, more.." She whined as she bit down on her lip and ran her hands down my back to grab on my ass. My breath hitched as she squeezed on the backs of my thighs then ran her hands back up to my shoulders. I hovered over her, watching how breathless she was becoming.
"Are you sure?" I asked softly and I trailed my right hand down the contours of her abs to the waistline of her soaked panties. "We don't have to.."
"Mhm, I need you." She moaned. That was all it took, for her to need me. I hooked my fingers into her garment and tugged them away. The lights were off in her room, but the light the moon was giving off gave off enough brightness to give our bodies this shimmering glow. I looked back down at Santana who had her long dark hair sprawled out over the pillow while she panted with her eyes closed.
"You are so beautiful, baby." I whispered and leaned down for a chaste kiss before slipping my index finger in. To say she was wet would be an understatement; this girl was soaked! My finger slipped in with such ease, gliding along her slit smoothly as my thumb began rubbing at her clit.
"F-F-Fucking hell, Britt.." She whined as I circled her sensitive nub with my thumb. "That feels so ohhh!" I entered her with my index finger, slowly pumping in and out of her all while rubbing at her clit.
"That feel good?" I asked huskily as I watched how she threw her head back into the pillows at each thrust I made, arching her bad for more. Damn, she was so sexy right now! I leaned down and started nibbling at her pulse point while her breathing started sounding labored. "You okay?"
"Yes! So. Fucking. Good. Baby." She groaned as I continued to assault her neck with kisses. I too let out a moan when she dragged her nails down my back again, ultimate turn on. But then I felt her hands on my chest, tugging at my bra.
"If mine comes off, yours comes off too." I teased. Her lips curled into a smirk as she looked up at me with dark eyes until she was sitting upright and had her bra in her hand. She tossed the last of her garments aside then went for my bra. She unlatched it easily, whining with frustration when I had to pull out of her to remove my bra fully. "Someone's impatient." I joked and went back to pumping my hand into her. I entered another digit and watched how she squirmed underneath me. "You okay, babe?" I asked softly not wanting to hurt her or anything.
"More than okay." She moaned then hooked her fingers into my panties. "I want you go feel this good too." She said as I let her pull down my panties which were probably ruined no thanks to her sexy self. I shuddered when I felt her cool fingers slip along my wet folds. "You're going to enjoy this." She smirked and entered me with a finger all while circling my clit with her thumb. It was hard for me to concentrate on keeping her pleasured while she was touching me like that, but I had to get her off first. "How you doing up there, babe?"
"You feel so good, San.." I sighed as I felt my body starting to tense from exhaustion. My arms were starting to burn, but I needed her to release and I wasn't stopping till she was begging me to. With a new determination, I quickened my pace and reached up with my free hand to massage her breast while I latched on to her other breast with my mouth and twirled around her nipple with my tongue.
"Sh-Shit, baby, you're so fucking-ohhh!" She quickened her pace as well and I knew I wouldn't last long if she continued talking like that. Something about the way she was making all her little noise really turned me on. I could probably get off just by the sound of her-
"I'm close, Britt, keep going!" She huffed as she started to rock into my hand all while keeping her hand pumping into me. "Don't stop, babe, so close." She kept repeating until she let out a choked cry of my name. "Come with me baby.." As soon as I saw her body tense underneath me and they way she screamed my name had me coming undone closely after she had. "Fuck, Britt, I'm coming so hard!"
"Mmm, San!" I cried as she gave me one last thrust before I felt myself slumping into her, both our bodies spent from such rigorous activities. Not wanting to crush her, I rolled over to lie next to her on my back while we both tried to catch our breath. We were both laying their next to each other completely naked and completely out of breath, but I couldn't be any happier. I rolled over on my side and hovered over her. She smiled at me shyly, realizing that we were still nude and reached for the bed sheets and tossed them over our sweat glistening bodies.
"That was amazing, Britt." She said between breaths as she wrapped and arm around my waist and pressed her body into mine. I smiled down at her and draped and arm around her shoulders and kissed her forehead.
"You are amazing." I replied quickly as I settled into her warmth. "Totally worth the wait."
"I love spontaneous date nights." She laughed breathlessly. "But I think I like playing Uno even more."
"And you said you were a top.." I teased playfully, earning a smirk and narrowed eyes from the girl in my arms.
"I let you top tonight, but next time you're the bottom." I smiled at the mention of a next time. This was probably the best sex I have ever had and there weren't even tongues involved! Just thinking about next time already me wanting a round 2.
"Whatever you say, babe." I laughed as I nuzzled into the crook of her neck. She hummed something, but I wasn't sure what. It was only minutes later that I had realized she'd already fallen asleep when I looked up and saw her eyes closed. Her soft exhales tickled my lips as I leaned in for one last kiss. "Goodnight, San." I said quietly and sank back down to rest my head on her chest. There was silence for a long time and soon I felt myself being drawn to a well deserved rest until I felt the back of my hair being brushed through.
"Goodnight, Britt-Britt."
A/N also, if you guys have any suggestions on how you want Brooke to finally be out of San's life for good, let me know! :D
Britt's song was Happy by Nevershoutnever & San's was Acapella by AM Kidd