A/N: Hey guys sorry for the long wait! I got distracted by my other story which you should check out if you haven't already! Okay here's the news guys, I'll probably have about 5 or 6 more chapters on this story and then it's lights out for this fic:( Don't worry though, I've got more ideas for Britt and San:) And this story will always have special place in my heart.
Santana's POV
Countdown: 3 days till dance. Tina and I decided to go dress shopping today and when I told Brittany she insisted that her and Quinn go dress shopping too- of course not together...that escalated in everybody wanting to go with us and them so we ended up with a massive dress/suit shopping extravaganza. Now you might be wondering, huh does Santana seem a little on edge? Well, I AM.
With my luck, I got stuck with the hobbit, her best gay, guppy lips, Puck and Sweet n' Low. Brittany and Quinn had Blaine, other Asian, Artie and Cedes. Yeah, who got the more annoying group? Ugh at least I had Tina to keep me sane and Kurt wasn't that bad. I asked Sebastian if he wanted to come and he said he'd try to stop by later and that he had plans with my mom. Their relationship has always freaked me out a little but whatever.
We have been to a bunch of stores already and I was starting to lose hope. Sugar went with a pink, Lacey one, Tina with Black and the guys had already found their suits. Just me and Rachel dress-less.
"Okay try these on!" Kurt said, throwing Rachel and I a beige and purple dress respectively.
I groaned loudly- this must've been the 20th dress today, nothing was good enough for my hotness. I grabbed the dress from his hands and stormed into the dressing room.
I fumbled with the zipper which was, of course, jammed. Ugh this day could not get worse. Suddenly my phone vibrated.
From Britt: I just found my dress:) I think you'll like it!
To Britt: I'm sure I'll love it B. I still haven't found mine. I wanna give up:(
I waited for a reply, completely ignoring the stupid gown.
From Britt: How bout you just don't come in anything?;)
To Britt: Ugh, I wish. I don't want everyone seeing me I'n all my glory.
From Britt: You're totally right. Your body is mine.
"Oh my god Rachel! That dress is, like, perfect on you! And I'm not even lying this time!" I heard Sugar exclaim.
"Seriously Rach, totally hot!" Puck said.
To Britt: Berry just found her dress. I'm the only one that's dress-less:(
"Santana are you done yet!" Kurt screamed.
I ignored him.
From Britt: You'll look beautiful in anything babe:3
"SANTANA!"
"What?" I yelled, angrily turning towards the sound of their voices.
Then I saw it: a red dress hanging on the hook- discarded.
"Hurry up and get changed! I want to see it!" Tina said. I ignored her too and picked up the dress. No fucking WAY.
Red was totally my color! Praying to the heavens I quickly slipped the dress on.
Perfect fit. And I looked fucking hot.
Aww hell yeah! This meant that Brittany would probably wanna pounce on me when she saw me and we could have super hot let's-ditch-this-dance-keep-quiet-in-the-bathroom sex.
"God. You take forever Santana!" Berry yelled.
"Y'all better prepare for this hotness," I warned them, smirking to myself, molding my hair to fit the dress before coming out of the stall.
Yeah, I'm pretty sure I heard some of them gasp.
"Holy shit," Puck said, blatantly ogling my assets.
"Damn Santana!" Tina exclaimed.
"It's absolutely perfect! Red is definitely your color- wait where did you get that?" Kurt asked.
"It was just hanging on the back of the door. Obviously we were meant to be."
"Well, the dress looks lovely on you Santana," Rachel admonished," Now, if I'm not mistaken we all have our outfits right?" They all nodded- except Kurt (go figure).
"I think we're forgetting one key thing to all of our ensembles..." he rolled his eyes when he got blanks stares from everyone and he sighed," Well it IS a masquerade ball. We're going to need masks!"
Brittany's POV
IT'S FINALLY THE DAY OF THE DANCE! I'm so excited, you don't even know! Partly because I love a good party and any chance to dance BUT I also haven't seen my girlfriend since 8:00 last night. She's spending the night at Tina's so that they can get ready together.
Okay, so...I love Quinn and she will always be my best friend but...
She's gone insane.
She actually woke up early and went down to the dance site- a huge field by the lake, and started preparing and double checking every single little detail. She's been stressed out and snappy all day. We had 10 minutes for lunch! I don't understand why she has to do this herself, we've got hired waiters all over the place. And she took my phone away because I was sexti-I mean texting Santana.
"Umm Q...it's almost 4...do you want to maybe go home and get dressed?" I asked, a little scared.
"Brittany! These napkins all need to be folded properly before tonight!" she said , literally folding the napkin into triangles.
"If you had gotten paper napkins you wouldn't need to fold all of these."
"Cloth napkins are classy, easily washable, and reusable," she muttered as if recited.
"Quinn! They're fine!" I said pulling her away from the tables.
"Everything has to be perfect!" she screamed shrugging me off, then went back to the napkins.
If we didn't leave now, we wouldn't be able to get ready in time and we would be late for our group dinner.
My decision made, I bent down, grabbed her waist, and slung her over my shoulder.
"BRI-ITT!" she screamed, trying to thrash out of my grip but I was easily stronger then her.
"Sorry Q, it's for your own good!" After a huge effort on my part cuz of her struggling.
"Put me down!"
"Quinn, you're worrying way too much. You need to take a hot bath, have fun with your friends and have wanky sex with your Berry, okay?" I heard her grunt and could picture the look of annoyance on her face.
"Ugh wanky sex? Berry? You spend too much time with Santana..." Quinn said, giving up the struggle and just letting me carry her. Sure some of the waiting staff gave us weird looks but at least Quinn stopped struggling.
"Yeah, I love it," I said, thinking about my girlfriend.
"You're right B, I'm just...I want this dance to be perfect. My mom's counting on me and after all that has happened I just really want her to be proud of me."
"Aww sweetie, of course she's proud of you!" I said, Quinn was so cute when she voices her little insecurities. We were almost to the car now.
"Umm, can you put me down now?" she asked. I stopped and looked over my shoulder so I could see her.
"Promise you won't run away?"
She laughed,
"Yeah B, I promise."
It took us forever to get ready. I insisted that we shower first and doing our hair took an hour alone. Quinn insisted on doing mine and now I had a billion clips digging painfully into my scalp.
It looked good though. Actually...
I wasn't one to be arrogant but I looked pretty damn good.
"Wow Britt, you look great..." Quinn said smiling, while touching up my make up. My dress was light blue that had a slit up my left leg to allow for movement (if I couldn't move I would die) It was one sleeved so the right side of it hung lower. Easy access.
...okay maybe I have been spending a lot of time with San...yay!
"You look awesome too Q!" I praised, she did. Quinn would be beautiful in a trash bag but the dark green dress really did her justice. She looked like a supermodel.
"Okay- San just texted me, I'll see you in like 20 minutes," Quinn said as we went towards the door," Got your clutch?" I rolled my eyes, seriously, sometimes the girl was like my mother...well, a better version of my mother who actually cared.
"Yes."
"Money just in case?"
"YES."
"Shoes?"
"Yup."
"Santana's gi-"
"YES Quinn! Now go before Rachel wonders where you are!" I said pushing her towards the door.
"Okay Britt, leave your phone on."
"Okay!" I whined, just wanting her to get out. Finally she stepped out the door.
"Oh and Britt?"
"WHAT!"
"Twenty minutes, which means no sex. Not even a quickie!" After giving her a glare I pushed her past the threshold and slammed the door shut.
I waited impatiently, tapping my foot. I was so excited I could barely contain myself. This is the longest I had gone without seeing Santana in like...a month. Wow. I was attached.
When the doorbell rung I jumped up and practically ran to the door. I composed my self (barely) before opening the door.
My jaw dropped.
My girlfriend in a scarlet red, with lace accents and a seductive smirk. The neckline was cut low accentuating her very VERY nice boobs and her curled brown hair framed her pretty face. If Quinn looked like a supermodel then San looked like a goddess. A sex goddess.
"You...um. Wow," I stuttered, stupidly. She chuckled in that raspy voice of hers that made my breath catch in my throat everytime.
"You look 'um. Wow' too Britt," she replied smiling. I shook my head, to get rid of 'no-game, pubescent teenage boy' Brittany before I dragged her inside, shut the door and pulled her in for a passionate kiss, not being able to hold back any longer. Our tongues slipped against each other and I let out a moan before pulling away.
"Umm...wow..." she said, breathless- her eyes closed. I smirked to myself, I've got game.
"You look amazing," I told her clearly.
"Y-you too Britt," she smiled warmly before pecking my lips. I bit my lip, thinking this was the right moment for my surprise.
"Soo...because this is phase one of our awesome fantabulous date...I got you something to...so that you'll always have a little piece of me," I said carefully, before grabbing the box on the side table and handing it to her.
"Brittany..." she said lovingly. I watched her face in anticipation. Her eyes went from curious adoration to surprise and love. I wished I could watch her face all day long.
Suddenly her arms were around my neck and her lips were at my ear.
"Thank you so much. I love it...and I love you..." she said pulling away," Can you out it on for me?" I nodded and took the jewelry from her hands. It was a simple necklace, a silver chain with a silver heart cut with an interesting design. It cost me...well, a lot but I knew it would be perfect for her. She lifted her hair and I linked the clasp.
"Y'know I didn't want to ruin this moment by saying things like 'this must have cost you a fortune' and 'I feel really guilty about not getting you anything' but I decided on just saying this: You are the best girlfriend ever and I will get you something equally as thought out and beautiful as this one day, so look forward to that," she said winking.
"Haha okay San, I believe you...but do you really like it?" I asked nervously. It looked gorgeous on her but I wanted to make sure she REALLY liked it.
"Of course I do babe..." Santana said. She cupped my cheek and looked at me with those big brown eyes full of love and happiness and I knew she was telling the truth.
Next thing I know we're on the couch, our tongues tied together, our hands roaming each others bodies over the soft material of our dresses. Thank god the rest of the Fabray's had already vacated the house.
Her hand slid up my leg, using the slit in my dress to her advantage. I shivered as it reached higher up my thigh. Suddenly I remembered Quinn's words about not having sex and regretfully pulled away.
"Baby we can't," I panted, looking at her swollen lips, apparently to her that just meant it was time to give my neck some attention," Quinn will kill us if we're late." My actions didn't match my words as I slid my hands up her legs to cup her ass cheeks, her dress bunching up at her waist.
"Screw Quinn," she said between pressing kisses along my neck, causing my eyes to roll back in pleasure," My super amazing girlfriend, who is obviously totally horny right now, got me the best gift ever and I just want to make love to her." My resolve was quickly breaking as I felt her lips nibble at my earlobe.
"Actually, we can save the love making for later...how bout I just fuck you right now?" she husked, biting down and pulling.
And I was gone.
At the sound and feel of her words I let out a moan.
"Okay...but we have to be really quick..."
"No problem, just looking at you beneath me gets me so close." Not wasting anytime I slid my hand under her damp panties and through her soaking slit. She gasped before mirroring my actions- except that she wasted no time to plunge into me. A strangled groan escaped my throat and I buried myself into her. We set a harsh and punishing pace of urgency, slipping in and out of each other frantically and thrusting into each other, perfectly in sync.
We were both struggling to keep up, caught between enjoying how the other was pleasuring us and trying to get the other one off.
My palm connected with her clit and I was shocked when I felt her walls clench around my fingers and her cry of release (my name). She kept hammering into me though as I helped her prolong her orgasm.
"Fucking hell Britt..." she breathed in my ear," I have never come so fast." I wanted to feel accomplished but all I felt were Santana's fingers. Watching her come made me so DAMN close...She switched our positions and I slipped out of her. The angle gave her more room to thrust into me.
"Come for me now Britt!" she yelled, going harder and deeper," Right fucking now babe!" She pressed a finger hard onto my clit and I crashed over the edge, moaning her name. I saw stars as the waves of pleasure hit me with full force and my hips bucked on their own accord, riding out my orgasm.
"Fuck San..." I panted when I came down, leaning my head back. She snuggled into me, her head leaning against my heaving chest.
"Can we just take a nap?" she mumbled. I was seriously considering it until my phone rang, as if on cue. I fumbled behind me for the vibrating object.
"Uh oh, it's Quinn..." I told her, my finger hovering over the answer button.
"Don't answer it!" Santana said just as I pressed down.
"Hey Qu-"
"Where the hell are you?" I heard Quinn scream into the phone. As much as I wanted to feel guilty I didn't, Santana is just to irresistible. Sure I felt bad that I broke my promise to Quinn but that orgasm was...
"Are you even listening Brittany?" she asked, shaking me out of my thoughts.
"Yeah Q, sorry. We'll be there!" I said quickly before hanging up. Reluctantly, I stood up," C'mon San we gotta hurry!"
Quinn's POV
Our whole large group had already been seated for ten minutes when Brittany and Santana finally showed up. Even Santana's friend, Sebastian, had came. Currently he was talking to Mercedes about his recent trip to Milan.
"Well well, I wonder what made you two so late," the boy grinned suggestively as they sat in between us.
"I TOLD you no sex!" I hissed at Brittany. Everyone laughed, and they just flushed. They couldn't be late because we had just enough time to eat and get there early to greet the guests!
"We got stuck in traffic!" Santana tried and I rolled my eyes hard.
"First of all there aren't enough cars within a 50 mile radius to create enough traffic for you two be this late and second of all you guys have 'I just had sex' written all over your faces."
I smirked when Brittany shifted uncomfortably.
"Oh stop teasing them Quinn, it's not like we weren't in their position half an hour ago...they just happen to have less control then we do," Rachel said smiling at Brittany.
"Rachel!" I said panicked. Okay so it was true, what? She looked really nice in her dress okay?
"Wooow Quinnie, never pegged you for a hypochrite...oh wait!" I glared at Santana.
"Guys if you keep arguing about who can or can't keep it in their pants then we'll never get done on time," Mercedes scolded.
"Technically we did keep it in our pants," Santana said smugly.
"Actually, we kept it in our panties San, we're not wearing any pants." I slapped my palm against my forehead at Brittany's innocent tone and vulgar words. Kurt had his fingers in his ears and sang to himself while everyone else just pretended they didn't just say that.
"TMI Britt..." Tina whispered.
"No! Not enough information, continue B," Puck said eagerly leaning in. The things you get away with when you're a single guy. Santana glared and that got him to shut up.
"Can we just eat now?" I begged.
Eventually we all got our orders and our dinner came. We ate without having too many obscene things and I managed to let go of my stress for the evening (a little) and laugh at my friends playful antics.
Because there was so many of us, paying took forever.
"Okay, so you all have your masks right?" I checked. This night had to be perfect.
"You're not gonna have a nervous breakdown tonight are you Q?" Brittany asked as we walked side by side. Santana and Rachel were up ahead- Rachel talking or nagging her and Santana ignoring and yelling at her.
"No promises B."
"It'll all turn out great Q, I PROMISE."
