It's late afternoon and you've just arrived to Adventureland and you're already buzzing with excitement. It's been years since you've been to an amusement park. When you suggested it to Santana last week, she looked hesitant at first but quickly agreed with the introduction of your pouty face.
"I'm so excited!" you crow with a happy little twirl.
Santana looks the picture of calm and collected… and ridiculously attractive. She had gotten up this morning and thrown on some baggy broken in men's jeans, a black tank top, and some beat up chucks, topped off with some aviators. It was a very un-Santana outfit but you're not complaining. In fact, you really had a hard time deciding whether to leave the apartment or not. You wonder if she's forcing this calmness for some reason, she seems a bit… stiff today.
"Are you okay babe? Are you excited?" you ask hesitantly.
"Yeah, I'm fine. I haven't been to an amusement park since I was a kid," Santana replies with a small smile.
"It's gonna be great. What do you wanna do first? The Midway? Roller Coasters?"
"The midway," Santana answers quickly.
"The midway it is. It'll give me a chance to win my lady a prize," you say, throwing her a wink.
"Or maybe I'll win you a prize, and you'll have to be flattered by mydisplay of gentlewomanly charm" she replies and sticks out her tongue.
"You better keep that in your mouth or I'll take it as an invitation"
"Hmm, really now?"
You've moved closer to each other without realizing it, and you can see the spark flickering in her eyes. You press a lingering kiss to her mouth before stepping back and grabbing her hand to lead her towards the midway.
"Let's go, or we'll just end up in the backseat of my car…again," you warn.
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"I can't believe you knocked over that entire stack of milk jugs and won me a prize on the first try."
"I may be small but I'm stronger than I look," Santana replies with a smirk.
"Don't I know it," you mumble out.
"Although the guy running the booth didn't seem too pleased at having to part with this guy," Santana responds while pointing to the giant dolphin plush toy in your arms.
"He'll be fine. Those things are notorious rackets, he's probably mad at himself for forgetting to glue them to the base"
She laughs out and squeezes you around the waist, "I guess so."
"Soooo, how about a coaster now? I'm dyinnggggg to go on one," you ask excitedly with a big grin.
"Umm, yeah okay…"
"We don't have to…"
"Ok, I have a confession to make.." Santana replies with a blush, "I'm afraid of rollercoasters."
"What? San, why didn't you tell me? We didn't have to do the amusement park thing if you didn't want to!"
"No, it's fine Britt. I wanna get over this fear, and I figure that facing my fears with the person I love and trust the most will help."
"Aww, babe."
"So let's do this!"
"If you're sure. Then I'll buy us some overpriced amusement park food"
"You wanna eat here? We can wait and get something after."
"San, you have to eat crappy park food when your there. It's, like, the rules. You have to get a corndog or nachos or something and some beer, and then you have to complain about how you just spent 30 dollars on food you can make at home for $5. That's just how it is."
She's giggling at your explanation but nods in agreement, "If those are the rules, then who am I to argue?"
"Exactly. Let's gooooo"
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You ran to put the giant dolphin plush in the car because there's no way you could take it with you on any of the rides. You're waiting in line for the roller coaster and you can see the nerves on Santana's face.
You wrap your arms around her from behind and lean in the press a kiss behind her ear, "Baby, seriously, we don't have to do this."
"No, I want to. I'll be fine" she squeaks.
You decide to change the subject and maybe get her mind off of the impending ride.
"Not that I'm complaining, but what's up with the baggy jeans today? I don't think I've ever seen you in those. They're totally hot, by the way, but I was just wondering."
"Oh, I just, I wanted some extra room today since we were going to be moving around all day. "
You furrow your brows a bit because… what… you're not sure that makes sense, but then you guess that it doesn't really matter because she looks damn good and if she's more comfortable then what does it matter. Continuing your diversionary tactics, you create conversation on the impending move in, on the new neighbors that moved in below Santana, and what else you want to do this summer. You decide that a road trip would be awesome, and you're discussing possible locations when it's your turn to get into the car of the coaster. She grips your hand hard as you lead her to the open car in the middle of the set of cars. You get fastened and buckled in and turn to see that she's looking around with wide eyes. You put your arm around her shoulder and pull her as close as you can.
"It's going to be fine, San. I've got you and it'll be over before you know it. If you need to close your eyes, then do it."
She nods quickly as the attendant comes to lower the bar into your laps. The ride starts and it's pretty tame, to be honest. No loops or going backwards, just a series of big and small drops. Santana loosens up a little and you think she might even be enjoying herself. You feel yourself relax and start enjoying the ride. You lean over the side of the car and open your mouth with your tongue out like a dog. Santana grabs you and pulls you closer to her with alarm and wide eyes, causing you to giggle at her overprotectiveness.
The ride is over quickly and soon you're both standing at the exit and heading towards the food court. You're swinging your hands between you serenely and walking slowly, trying to soak in the perfection of today. Every time you go out and do something together, you're always surprised at the swooping feeling in your stomach. Every date is the perfect date and you always have an amazing time. You're just so, so, happy.
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"Sooooo, what'd you think?"
"I think… that it wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. I'm not sure if I can handle another one tonight but I think it might be something I could get used to."
"Really? Wow, I was pretty sure that you were going to hate it and me for suggesting it."
"It wasn't that bad and I could never hate you," she says while pressing a soft kiss to your cheek.
You decide on some food and find a thankfully clean-ish table to sit at and eat.
"So what's next? It's getting pretty dark and I think the park closes soon," you ask around a mouthful of cheese fries.
"How about the Ferris wheel? Maybe by the time we get to the top, the stars will be out."
You try not to melt into a puddle at how adorable she is, "Such a romantic," you tease, "That sounds perfect, babe"
You finish up your food and head over to the line for the Ferris Wheel. It seems as if everyone else had the same idea to make it the last ride of the day, the line is super long. By the time you get to the head of the line, it is dark and the stars are shining brightly, which kind of worked out. You load into the last open car and grin at the luck of getting a car to yourselves.
It takes you about 30 minutes to get to the top buy once you do, you spend a couple of minutes staring at the stars and the skyline. You catch Santana looking at you and you lean in to press a kiss to her lips. She, however, has other plans and flicks her tongue out to lick your bottom lip. The kiss turns heated very quickly, resulting in you gliding your hand over her thigh. You stop the kiss abruptly with wide eyes and look down at her pants and then back up to her face. She's smirking and you cannot believe you missed that all day long. Jesus, how did she even hide that.. oh… wait.. the baggy jeans. Clever girl.
"All day? You've been wearing that all day and no one noticed? I didn't notice?"
"I honestly thought you'd catch it earlier."
"I don't know what's wrong with me. Jesus, San."
You run your hand roughly over the bulge in her jeans and bring her back in for a deep kiss. A startling heat settles in your belly and you can feel the wetness flooding your underwear. You're stroking at her and she's moaning at the pressure that the base of the dildo is pressing against her clit. The ride has slowly been moving and you're almost to the bottom. She's panting as you press a wet, hot kiss to her neck and another couple of rough strokes to her addition before backing off.
"Wha.. ?" Santana asks, dazed.
You lean over slowly and press your lips to her ear, "This ride is almost over, but if you behave, a better one is waiting for you," you whisper hotly with a nip to her earlobe.
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Her pupils are blown when you step off of the Ferris Wheel and back into the light of the park. You're guiding her to the exit with a mission in mind.
You get to the car and the parking lot is virtually empty. You open the passenger door, lean down and move the seat back all the way. Moving out of the way, you guide Santana to sit down before climbing into her lap and closing the door.
"What are you doing, Britt?"
"At the moment, I'm thanking every deity known to man that I wore a skirt today," you answer before leaning down and roughly kissing every inch of skin you can find. Her hands fly to your hips and you grind down hard into her lap causing a gasp to escape both of you.
"It's probably… mmm.. for the best… god… that I didn't notice earlier."
"Why's that," she pants out, pulling your hips into her rhythmically.
"We would've had to leave a long time ago. Can you imagine, how wet I would've been? Knowing that you were packing and I couldn't do anything about it?" you husk lowly.
She groans at your words, bucking her hips up into you, your head flying back at the sensation. You reach down and start unbuckling her belt and unzipping her jeans. Her hands glide up your thighs and under your skirt and she moves her left hand to the apex of your thighs, moving your panties to the side.
You open her jeans and realize that she's wearing boxer briefs and you don't think you've seen anything hotter in your life. Your hands hook into the band of her boxers and pull them down, releasing the purple silicone. Her fingers glide across your slippery flesh and you buck into her hand.
"Don't tease"
She concedes and grabs the silicone and coats it in your wetness before lining it up and pushing in slowly. Your eyes slam shut and you lift up onto your knees as much as you can in a car seat and slowly sink back down, giving your body time to adjust. Your breath is trapped in your chest and your head is spinning.
"Jesus, Britt"
You settle flush into her lap and open your eyes to stare into hers. You lean forward to bring your mouths together as you start a steady rhythm with your hips. She's meeting you at every thrust and you can't remember a time when you felt like this. At this angle, she's hitting your g-spot with precision and you're not going to last much longer. You slow your rhythm and start grinding into her hips, making sure that she's getting some friction too. You're making out sloppily and wetly, both of you groaning too much you keep the kiss going.
"Ugh, god, Britt. I'm almost there."
"Me too" you pant into her mouth, flicking her bottom lip.
You slow your hips again and grind harder, causing your eyes to roll back in your head. Two more circular grinds and you're coming with a scream. Santana is still chasing her orgasm, so her thrusts are just prolonging your orgasm. It goes on for what seems like hours, the waves of pleasure rolling through your body, until finally she cries out and her thrusts slow.
"Oh my god" she whispers, her head falling to rest against the headrest of the seat.
You nod, since forming words seems a little difficult at the moment. She's pressing kisses to your face and neck and you really don't want to move, but you know that you actually can't sleep in the parking lot of Adventureland tonight. You shift and raise yourself off of her lap slowly, gasping at the feeling of the silicone leaving your core. She's watching with a hungry look and you use your finger to lift her chin up so that she's looking at you.
"Hey, we gotta drive home now. Then we can continue okay?"
She nods and reaches down to tuck the piece back into her boxers and fasten her pants. You get out and walk around to the driver's side and realize that your thighs are going to be so sore tomorrow, and the night's not even over yet. So worth it.
You're about halfway home when she speaks up with a smirk,"I definitely liked that last ride better than the coaster."
You giggle and roll your eyes, "I bet you did.