"Yeah I mean she was upset she couldn't come, but I think she understands. This whole thing is new to me and if my manager says it's not the right time than I have to take his advice and oblige," Dani told her friend over the phone line. Dani had been invited to show up at a red carpet event, her new fame beginning to pay off. It was a movie premiere of sorts that would take up most of her evening, which had saddened Dani as she had wanted to spend more time with Santana. Santana had told Dani it was important to go though, encouraging her in her career, and told her to drop by after.
Once people had fussed over Dani's outfit, hair and make up...she could really get used to that treatment...she was ready for the event. Or so she thought. Nothing could really prepare you for your first red carpet, and the paparazzi and questions that go along with it. Nevertheless, Dani looked every bit deserving of being there amongst the other celebrities; she wore a full-length gown (her first) that was dusty pink (to show off her impeccable tanned skin) and made from a gathered silk that clung wonderfully to her waist before dropping to the floor. Her hair had been curled before being loosely put up, only serving to show off her smiling face.
"Dani over here, over here!" She heard people shout as a multitude of flashes went off. Gosh that was a lot of light. She made her way over to one journalist who seemed to be a little more patient than the others.
"I'm here with Dani Harper," he said into the camera before he even bothered to greet her, "the girl who's hit the pop scene out of nowhere. So Dani, what's it all been like?"
"Well..uh..." she hadn't really prepared much so acted on her feet, "it's been wonderful. Daunting, but wonderful. I have fans now which is an incredible thing and something I only dreamed of for so long. And I'm doing what I love, which is what I wanted all along."
"That's great Dani. So tell us, any special guy in your life? What's your relationship status?" Wow he wasted no time in getting personal, maybe she had chosen the wrong journalist, although the others would eventually find their way there, it's the gossip topic most people seemed concerned about.
"Oh," Dani froze, blush rising to her cheeks, "No...no special guy."
"Well you heard it here first folks, we have a beautiful and eligible pop star in our midst!"
He thanked her very impersonally before calling out for the next celebrity walking by. Dani, fazed by the whole ordeal, simply walked away unsure of what had just happened. She was worried what Santana would have thought of her hesitation; she knew she'd be watching it all on TV. Surely Santana couldn't blame her though, she hadn't lied, and really Dani didn't know what they were to each other yet. Her worries only grew when, towards the end of the movie screening, she got a second text from Santana that simply read 'Door unlocked. Going to bed'. Dani bit her lip, so Santana still wanted her to come around right?
Dani entered the apartment quietly, not sure if Quinn was already asleep or home at all. She locked the door behind her and padded towards Santana's room. She saw a dim light shining out from under the door and smiled, believing Santana had indeed waited up for her despite the late hour. As Dani let herself in she found Santana curled up on her side in bed. The consistent pattern of her breathing told Dani she had dozed off, and Dani couldn't help but think she looked very adorable all balled up. She knelt down in front of Santana, stroking her hair. She didn't want to just climb into bed, to sleep beside the girl, because she knew Santana had said she wasn't ready for sex and so Dani didn't want her to feel any pressure.
Santana let out a slight murmur as she struggled to lift her eyelids. When she found herself in a more conscious state she drank in the girl in front of her. Santana was awestruck, for lack of a better word, at the vision that was Dani. She'd never seen her dressed up like this, and although she'd watched her on TV the Dani in real life was much more beautiful.
"Hi," Dani whispered, her breath felt on Santana's face.
"Hi yourself. You...you are radiant."
Dani blushed at her words. "Thanks. I feel silly though. I can't wait to get out of this thing."
"Hmm let me help you," Santana insisted, climbing out of bed.
Santana stood so that she was eye to eye with Dani. Her first instinct was to reach out her hand and caress the girl's flushed cheek. The skin she found was warm and soft and she reveled at its familiarity. She liked the way Dani's breathing seemed to shift too at such a simple gesture and wondered what other things she could cause in her.
She kissed down Dani's neck, finding the spots that made her squirm. She kissed along her shoulders as she moved the straps of the dress down her arms, finding the spots that made Dani's breath hitch. As she sucked at one particular spot Dani moaned, before speaking, unable to hold back her worries any longer.
"Santana, about the interview, I didn't know what the right answer was...I do want to be yours...I just wasn't sure if that's what I am."
Santana stopped what she was doing, and went back to meet Dani's gaze. What she saw in her eyes told her everything she needed to know. Dani wasn't ashamed of herself, nor of Santana, and Santana knew she hadn't meant to offend or hurt anyone.
"I'm not upset. I don't know what I would have said had I been in the same position. However, I think I know a way to rectify your doubts."
"And what's that?" Dani managed to utter out, despite the fact Santana had resumed her position sucking at the nape of her neck.
"Tonight, I'm going to make you mine."
Those words sent Dani's head spinning. She hadn't thought Santana would be ready so soon from what she had said, but it wasn't like Dani to complain. If her hot girl wanted to make love to her who was she to say no? That's what Santana seemed intent on doing too. She slowly peeled down Dani's dress, mapping the girl's body with her tongue as she did so. Next, she led her to lay down on the bed. Dani's flesh tingled all over as she watched and felt Santana climb over her, hovering just above her body.
"These need to go," Santana husked, referring to Dani's matching bra and underwear.
Dani could only gulp in response as Santana's nimble fingers went about their business. When Dani's naked form was revealed in all its glory Santana's eyes glazed over. Never before had she been so attracted to someone. Patience was out the window. Santana ground her body down into Dani's, needing to feel her bare skin on her own. Dani moaned out into the night as Santana's knee came into contact with her center.
Santana was determined to get Dani ready and worked up so she started a little higher, at her breasts. They seemed the perfect size for her hands as she softly kneaded the flesh, liking the way Dani's nipples hardened at her touch. As Santana released one from her grip she buried herself in further, taking one nipple into her mouth and swirling her tongue every which way. Dani's body was writhing underneath her, her very being losing grip on reality. She'd never been so turned on in her life; something about Santana drove her completely wild.
Deciding Dani was sufficiently ready Santana stroked two fingers through the girl's folds. She picked up juices in the process and brought them to her lips. Dani's eyes popped as Santana went about sucking the juices from her fingers in front of her. Dani could barely speak out her appreciation for the show as her head dropped further into the pillow, she was well and truly in a blissful state. Santana felt as Dani's back arched when she plunged two fingers into the girl beneath her. She built up a steady rhythm immediately, Dani contracting around the fingers.
Santana could tell she found Dani's sweet spot when Dani's breath hitched, and she made it her mission to continue to curl her fingers to hit that very spot with every thrust. Dani didn't need long to come to the edge of oblivion, she needed a release and Santana seemed more than willing to make up for years of average partners. Bobbing her head down below Santana lapped and nipped at Dani's clit as her fingers continued to work inside of her.
"That's it, oh god don't stop...San...San...SAN!" Dani cried out as a state of ecstasy took over her entire being. She felt her body convulse as her orgasm washed over her, Santana helping her ride out the waves. Santana, when she felt it safe, removed her fingers and climbed back up Dani's body. She rested her head in the crook of Dani's neck and placed one final kiss on the skin there.
"Well that's decided then...you're mine...and you can tell everyone as such."
Dani smiled, unable to do much else, as her body seemed to have abandoned her long ago. If this was what it felt like to be Santana's, well, she was beyond satisfied by being just that.