"What are you doing? You know sniffing people is creepy, right?" Santana reminded Charlie as she pushed her girlfriend away from her. "I thought you said that you've finally reached an agreement with your wolf."

"I have," Charlie says as she leans in closely and sniffs Santana again. She jerks back when Santana thumps her nose gently and scowls at her. "You're ovulating."

"Excuse me?"

"You're ovulating, it smells really good—" Charlie dodges the pillow that Santana tries to smack her with and shoots her a crooked smile. "What?"

"Now you want to have sex with me? To get me pregnant?"

"I can't actually get you pregnant, but you're like—it's not quite pheromones, but you smell really good and I'm getting horny so—"

Santana rolled her eyes and glanced down at Charlie's crotch and shakes her head, "No."

"No?" Charlie repeats slowly.

Santana shakes her head, "I'm not going to have sex with you because you have a weird pregnancy fetish and want to have sex with me while I'm ovulating. It's weird. You're being weird and sniffing me isn't something that turns me on. Also, I'm certain you don't have any condoms on you, because there is an off chance you may get me pregnant and I'm not on birth control. So, no."

Charlie stares and then flops backwards and groans. "If I go and get condoms—"

"No. Homework and studying, you said you'd help. Attempting to seduce me—badly, isn't helping. It's distracting now cue cards. Also, the sniffing thing. Super weird." Santana insisted pushing the cue cards into Charlie's hands. The last thing she needed was Charlie starting something she probably couldn't finish, and if she could finish it—well she simply couldn't afford to spend the entire day having sex with her girlfriend.

"I thought Brittany was supposed to be helping you out with this," Charlie grumbled as she read the card. "She's probably goofing off or having sex, isn't she?"

Santana rolled her eyes and pinched Charlie's side, "Don't be mean, you're the one that doesn't carry around condoms."

"They smell disgusting."

"I'm sure they do, you're still wearing them when we have sex." Santana informs her. "Have you heard anything back from the schools?"

"Hmm? I got an email today I didn't check it. What's the rate limiting step in the TCA cycle?" Charlie questioned reading off the cue cards, she flips it over and looks at Santana expectantly.

"Isocitrate dehydrogenase—" Santana responds reaching for Charlie's phone. She frowns when Charlie moves it away from her. "You can't tell me that and then move on. You could be getting into Ohio State with me, I mean we won't be roommates or anything but we'd be able to see each other every day. Charlie hand it over!"

"No."

"No? Are you just getting back at me for saying no to having sex with you?"

Charlie flashes Santana a smile causing her to scowl and reach for the phone knocking them both to the ground. "I'm pretty sure you said no sex and now you're on top of me. Come on Santana you need to—mmff!" Charlie groaned into the kiss that Santana had silenced her with. It only takes her a moment to realize that it was Santana's brilliant scheme to get her phone as she feels her girlfriend pull the phone from her hand.

"Got it," Santana smirked at Charlie who scowled at her but made no move to take the phone from her. If anything, she pauses when Charlie shivers and her eyes glow for a split second. "You okay?"

"The wolf wants to come out and play. Also, I think we're in agreeance that you're evil," Charlie said after a moment once she had calmed herself. She wasn't sure what was worse the fact that Santana had kissed her or the fact that Santana had triggered her inner wolf. Her senses were on fire at the moment and if Santana did anything else she wasn't sure if she'd be able to control herself. She exhales once and inches away from Santana.

Santana hums and grips Charlie's hand and places her thumb on the home button unlocking the phone so she can snoop. She opens Charlie's emails watching Charlie just in case and opens the email pausing only for a moment to make sure that Charlie is okay with it. She waits until she gets the nod from her and grins before clicking on the email.

Charlie frowns slightly and sits up pulling Santana close so she can just take in her scent, and closes her eyes. "So? Am I going to be crashing with you and Brittany next semester?" Charlie asks when Santana suddenly goes tense and she can't help but rub her leg slightly. "Santana? Is it a no?"

"No dummy, you got in! Holy shit you got in!" Santana said shaking Charlie who goes limp after the second shake and falls backward, pulling her along. She laughs when she falls on Charlie who adjusts slightly underneath her. It takes Santana a moment to realize that Charlie was smirking up at her.

"I think I deserve a reward, don't you?"

Santana rolls her eyes. "Let me guess you want a bone?"

"To bone. I want to bone." Charlie corrects flashing Santana a smile, "I know you want to as well, I can smell it."

Santana laughed and rolled her eyes before pulling herself off Charlie. "Fine. Go and get some condoms."

Charlie grimaced but nodded, scrambling up to her feet and grabbing her coat. "I'll be back soon."

"Take your time, I need to text Brittany that the apartment is going to be in use." Santana said shaking her head, watching as Charlie headed to the door, it had been a while since she had seen Charlie moving with a bit of purpose in her step. Sure, they were going to have sex, but she hoped that Charlie was excited to go back to school.

~O~

"Must I?"

"Yes Charlie, put it on," Santana insists from where she was watching.

"It smells. Why in the world would you want this inside of you." Charlie grimaces as she played with the condom, poking at it.

"I don't, but I also at this point don't want a baby inside of me either. It's not impossible you know, and I'd rather be safe than sorry."

"It feels like I put my dick in a slimy banana peel," Charlie whines staring down at herself. This was the absolute worst, and every fibre in her being wanted her to remove the damn thing. In fact, she does watching as Santana frowns at her. "I can't."

"You can't?" Santana repeats as Charlie begins to rub her dick trying to wipe the smell off. From the looks of it they weren't going to be having any sex regardless, she'd seen Charlie in various different states of arousal. Never at full mast, but she was definitely soft.

"Even in my human form my senses are heightened, which is why I can smell that you're ovulating. This smells like chemicals and latex. I mean I know you can smell it, now take that and magnify it by ten. I just can't." Charlie huffed at this, and frowned. "I need a shower. It still smells!"

Santana flicks her eyes to Charlie for a moment, there was an honest distressed look on her face and she feels a bit guilty maybe they needed to get special condoms or something similar for someone like them. She'd ask Brittany, she was off having sex with various other cat people and humans and she was certain that Brittany had never been pregnant before. She probably should have asked first. "Go ahead. Just stay away from Brittany's rubber ducks."

"Brittany has rubber ducks?"

"She likes to take bubble baths—just go Charlie." Santana said waving her off as she picked up a baggy shirt from the ground and slipping it on. Charlie hesitates for a moment before heading to their bathroom to shower. With a sigh, she picks up her phone and texts Brittany that it was a false alarm.

You know there's a little blue pill if Charlie has trouble getting it up

Santana snorted at this and shakes her head, deciding to respond to Brittany before she said something that embarrassed the heck out of Charlie when they were all together. She doesn't like the smell of condoms and it kind of ruined the experience. She hoped it was the right thing to say. There's a moment before she sees Brittany writing back.

Why do you need condoms? She can't get you pregnant and she's a virgin so STD free, right?

Santana rolled her eyes, reminding Brittany of her offhanded comment a few days ago. You said that there was a chance and according to Charlie I'm ovulating, which means that I'm not taking the chance. She couldn't stand the smell of the latex.

You made her wear Latex condoms? No wonder it didn't go as planned! I have a pack for people like us, in the drawer beside my bed use those! And have fun.

Santana stared at the text, for a moment before scrambling up and entering Brittany's room, she crinkles her nose and opens the drawer spotting the box of condoms and grabbing two of them. She immediately treks back into the bathroom and strips herself out of her clothes before pushing the door open. She bites her lip for a moment before slipping inside. She waits for a moment before pulling the curtain back.

Charlie flicks her eyes over at her girlfriend for a moment, she wasn't some ninja. She'd been aware of all the moving around. "If you wanted to see me naked and wet all you needed to do was—" Santana steps inside the tub and leans in and kisses her. It's enough to get her worked up for a moment but she pulls back nearly slipping and narrows her eyes at Santana. "I am not—"

"Brittany says we can use what she uses, which means it probably doesn't have that gross smell that you don't like." Santana interrupts holding up the condoms. "I mean it's just for today, and once I'm not fertile we don't need these." Santana says quickly watching Charlie study the condoms for a moment before wrapping her arms around her waist and pulling her closer.