A/N: Hiya, guys! I'm so sorry for the delay and I know it's been a long time since I updated but I'm back in the writing business. I'm just getting back in the groove and literally just finished typing this chapter so I'm sorry for any errors and if it's a little sloppy. :)
CHAPTER 14
Santana opens her eyes slowly when she feels slow, featherlight kisses on her neck and her eyes adjust to the glaring sunlight that's peeking through the curtains. Her lips form a smirk when she feels a hand cupping her right breast and hips grinding slowly against her backside. She then holds the hand that's cupping her breast and brings it to her lips to kiss it.
"Mmm, this is a nice way to wake up," she greets, her voice just above a whisper, as Brittany continues kissing her neck and grinding on her ass. Brittany smiles against the brunette's neck and slowly cups Santana's breast again.
"Good morning, my smokin' hot wife," Brittany husks on Santana's ear before nipping on it causing Santana to let out a low, sultry moan which further turns the blonde on. Santana turns around in Brittany's embrace before swinging her right leg towards the other side of the blonde's hips and moving up so that she's now straddling the blonde. She smiles seductively and shudders as she locks eyes with Brittany and sees her wife's darkened blue orbs that scream arousal. She then grabs Brittany's hands and places them above her head before leaning down to kiss her deeply. Santana grinds her hips against Brittany's when the blonde glides her tongue inside her mouth which the brunette happily accepts.
Santana starts trailing her kisses from the blonde's jaw to her earlobe and down to her neck before pulling back and propping her arms on either side of the blonde's head so she can look at Brittany's eyes with all the love she can show through them. Brittany raises her right hand to cup her cheek before smiling and Santana leans into the touch.
"Go on a date with me," Brittany states, and Santana giggles which makes the blonde frown. "What?"
Santana shakes her head, still giggling. "That depends."
"On what?"
"If I'm gonna get stood up again just like I did on our supposed "first" first date back in high school."
Brittany rolls her eyes before giggling, "Oh my god, you are not gonna let me live that down, aren't you?"
"Nope."
"Ugh, fine. You're lucky I love you." Brittany huffs before smiling softly at her wife and running her fingers through dark brown locks. "But seriously, can I take you out on a date tonight?"
Santana grins widely before taking Brittany's bottom lip in between hers. She nibbles on it slightly before running her tongue on it and pulling back from pink lips. "Of course, Britt-Britt. I never say no to a date with my gorgeous wife." She lowers her head and starts attacking Brittany's neck again.
"Okay… mmm... I'll make reservations and I'll pick you up after… mmm... work tonight. Just be ready." Brittany suggests in between her moans while Santana continues to attack her neck and grind on her. Brittany also starts bucking her hips against Santana as she feels her arousal intensify and she's sure that she's already soaked down there.
"What about Maddi?" Santana asks as she sits up and grabs the hem of Brittany's shirt before pulling it off of the blonde. She discards the sleep shirt on the floor and smirks when she sees her favorite perky twins.
Brittany bites her lip at Santana's obvious gawking at her breasts while rubbing the brunette's thighs up and down. "Like what you see?" she asks seductively and Santana shakes her head out of her daze and wiggles her eyebrows playfully. "Anyway, there are 5 people in New York whom we could ask to watch Maddi while we're out."
"Oh, yeah. Okay." Santana agrees before crossing her arms to grab the hem of her shirt and pull it off of her. She then cups both of Brittany's breasts and grinds against the blonde's hips which elicits a delicious moan from both women.
"Fuck, San…" Brittany croaks out. Santana feels her core throb at the sight of her aroused wife and she smiles before leaning down again to capture Brittany's lips in a sensual, heated kiss. The blonde's breathing starts to get heavier as Santana once again trails her kisses from Brittany's lips to her chin, and her neck. She runs her fingers through Santana's hair and arches her back when the brunette starts to give each of her breasts equal attention, licking and sucking one nipple at a time. Santana scoots further down and in between Brittany's legs as she replaces her mouth with her hands on Brittany's breasts. The blonde's breath hitches once Santana runs her tongue across her wife's toned abs and swirls her tongue in and around her navel.
Santana can't help but moan and squeeze Brittany's breasts when she looks up and makes eye contact with the blonde who's now eyeing her even hungrier than before. Brittany bucks her hips upwards once Santana sits up and takes off her underwear and she bites her lip as she anticipates her sexy wife's next course of action.
Oh, it's going to be a wonderful morning.
It's Monday and Santana is not in the best mood. She shoved her book bag inside her locker and took out the things she needed for the first period and when she closed her locker door, she was instantly met with Brittany who's leaning her body on the locker beside Santana's. The blonde had a huge smile on her face which immediately dropped when Santana scowled at her and turned on her heels to walk towards her classroom. Brittany sighed and jogged to catch up with the Latina who stopped abruptly and turned to face Brittany with a look on her face that screamed "I woke up today and chose violence."
"What do you want, Pierce?" She asked sharply but not loud enough to draw attention from other students who were passing by to go to their classes.
Brittany adjusted her backpack strap and looked down on the ground as she spoke. "I just need to talk to you, Santana... and explain."
"No," Santana said sternly and rolled her eyes before walking away from the blonde. Brittany just shook her head and sighed as she followed Santana towards their class. It's a good thing that they have the first period together so she could try again.
They still had about 5 minutes before their teacher arrived so when Brittany sat down on her desk, she immediately tore a piece of paper from her notebook and scribbled something before handing the paper to Quinn who was sitting in between Brittany and Santana's desk. Quinn looked behind her when she felt Brittany poke her shoulder and furrowed her eyebrows when she saw the folded paper. Brittany mouthed 'Santana' and pointed her finger towards the brunette so Quinn got the message. The blonde nodded and turned to poke Santana's shoulder and the Latina rolled her eyes when she accepted the paper from Quinn while glancing behind her, already knowing who the paper was from.
Santana unfolded the paper and scoffed when the note read "Please, can we talk? I have a valid explanation for what happened." She then stood up from her desk and walked towards the trash bin and once there, she looked up and glanced in Brittany's direction to make sure that the blonde was looking at her. Santana tore the paper into pieces and dropped it into the trash bin before making her way back to her desk. She didn't look at the two blondes on the way to her desk but she could feel Quinn's judgmental eyes narrowing and boring into her soul but she couldn't care less. Brittany closed her eyes and inwardly groaned before dropping her head on top of her desk.
When the class ended, Brittany made sure to follow Santana in the hallway and to her locker. Santana then glanced behind her and saw that Brittany was tailing her.
"I said I didn't want to talk to you!" Santana snapped while continuing to walk. They reached her locker and once she'd already gotten her materials for her next class, she closed her locker door and turned on her heels. Before she could even take another step, she felt long and slender fingers wrap around her bicep, preventing her from walking any further. "Let go of me." She said angrily while trying to pull out from Brittany's grasp.
"Santana, I'm grounded for a week which started last weekend."
The brunette snickered and finally pulled out her arm from Brittany's grasp. "Oh what, your parents caught you having sex in your bed? Well, I'm not surprised, and seriously, don't worry about it, it's not like you're the one who got stood up." Santana retorted but immediately regretted her words when she saw the flash of hurt in Brittany's usually bright blue eyes.
Brittany felt her cheeks heat up as anger started to rise inside of her. She didn't want to be angry that day, let alone be angry at Santana, but one thing that Brittany Pierce didn't appreciate was someone implying that she's a slut. She gave Santana a pointed look which the brunette deduced as a look of anger and hurt.
"You're a bitch, you know that?" Brittany retorted back before walking away, leaving a wide-eyed Santana in her place. Mercedes saw Brittany walk away from Santana and she furrowed her eyebrows when she saw her best friend stunned and speechless.
"What was that about?" Mercedes asked which brought Santana back from her shocked state.
"It's none of your business, Wheezy." Santana snapped and Mercedes's eyes widened at the sudden outburst.
"Woah, okay! Who are we murdering today?"
Santana groaned and slumped her body against the locker, "Uggh, why am I such a bitch, Cedes?" She asked while crossing her arms and turning her head to her left side to face her best friend.
"I don't know. Maybe because you're the spawn of Satan?" Mercedes joked as she leaned her back on the locker beside Santana. The brunette rolled her eyes and shoved the dark-skinned girl before giggling. "Seriously, what was that about?"
Santana huffed while raising her arms and pointing in the direction Brittany ran off to, "I don't know. I'm supposed to be mad at her and now she's mad at me."
Mercedes cocked her head to the side and raised an eyebrow. "And that's a problem because? Santana, you two have been at each other's throats all year round since freshman year. It's nothing new."
"It's different this time," Santana replied quietly that Mercedes would've missed it if she hadn't been paying attention.
"Different, how?" She asked and Santana's eyes looked away for a second before making eye contact with Mercedes again. "Jesus Christ, just spill, Lopez."
"Fine!" Santana whisper-yelled. "Fuck… um... Brittany asked me out on a date that was supposed to be over the weekend but she stood me up. Didn't even text me to let me know she wasn't coming." The brunette divulged to her friend who just nodded and seemed unbothered by this new information.
"Well, did she say what happened?" She asked and Santana nodded.
"She said her parents grounded her over the weekend and took her phone… and then I said something along the lines of "Did your parents catch you having sex in their house? I'm not surprised." Mercedes's eyes widened at the brunette's statement and immediately pulled Santana's hair down a little too harshly.
"Ow! What the fu-" Santana yelped in pain.
"You're a dumbass. I'm sorry you got stood up but man, at least give the girl a chance to explain her side and not automatically assume and suggest things." Mercedes chastised the brunette who just rolled her eyes, "San, give her a chance to explain herself."
Santana groaned again, "Fine."
The school day ended without another word from Brittany to Santana since the blonde had stopped following her throughout the day which gave the brunette a sense of guilt. When the school bell rang indicating the end of classes for the day, Santana sprinted towards the classroom door and once she saw Brittany in the hallway, she grabbed the blonde's wrist and dragged her towards the auditorium. When both girls got there, Santana immediately released Brittany's wrist and sat on one of the chairs facing the stage.
"Explain," Santana said once she was seated.
Brittany snorted sarcastically and crossed her arms, "Oh, now you want me to explain after going off on me in the hallway and basically calling me a slut?"
"Oh, my g- I know and I'm sorry. I have rage, okay?!" Santana exclaimed rather loudly. She inhaled and exhaled deeply to calm herself down before locking eyes with Brittany. "Look, I'm really sorry about what I said. I was just really hurt about everything." She said sadly while looking away from Brittany and down to her lap.
Brittany saw that Santana genuinely regretted snapping at her so she breathed deeply before sitting right next to the Latina and they remained silent for a few more seconds before the blonde finally opened her mouth to speak. "I was with Quinn and some of the other Cheerios last Friday at the mall. We were just hanging out and shopping, you know, but the next thing I know, one of us was being called out by the store manager for shoplifting." Brittany slumped her back on the chair before turning her head to face Santana.
"My parents found out through Quinn's mom. It wasn't even my fault but they grounded me anyway for hanging out with them, not Quinn, but you know… Cheerios who cause trouble." She paused to see if Santana was going to respond but the brunette just stayed silent so she decided to continue. "They took my phone and I was basically on house arrest with no visitors all weekend so I couldn't use Quinn's phone to text you. I'm really sorry, Santana." Brittany said sadly as she turned her body to fully face the Latina while fumbling with the hem of her Cheerios skirt.
"Okay," Santana said quietly. "And… apology accepted." She made a move to stand up but she felt a hand grab her wrist gently to prevent her from getting up from the chair.
"Wait…" Brittany said and Santana looked behind her to make eye contact with Brittany. "Can I… um... " She looked down on her lap and gulped before looking at Santana again, "Can I have a second chance at that date?" She finally lets out while standing up from her chair and sliding her hand from Santana's wrist down to her hand. "I-I really want this chance with you, Santana, and I promise I won't do anything stupid all week so I don't get grounded and mess up our date again."
Santana just looked at her with a blank expression so Brittany's heart was pounding in anticipation since she knew she might have had already ruined her chance with Santana Lopez. What she didn't expect was when Santana stepped towards her and tiptoed to kiss her on the cheek. Brittany's face immediately turned crimson at the sensation of Santana's plump lips on her skin and she felt her heart pounding even more. Santana pulled back from Brittany's face and smiled softly at the blonde.
"Yes."
That was Santana's last word to her before the brunette finally pulled away and started walking out of the auditorium. Brittany smiled widely once she got out of her daze and a realization suddenly hit her as her heart continued to pound and the butterflies in her stomach felt like they were going to burst out of her body and turn into rainbow confetti.
"Wow, I think I'm in love with her," Brittany whispered to herself before finally dragging herself out of the auditorium.
"Babe, where are we going?" Santana asks as Brittany takes her hand and leads her out of the restaurant after dinner.
Brittany had texted the Latina earlier in the day to dress casually since they're going on an adventure after their dinner at a nice, laid-back restaurant in Manhattan. The couple never really was into super fancy date nights but Brittany thought it would be fun to take Santana to a few of her favorite places in New York. The blonde just looked back at her beautiful wife and gave her a peck on the cheek.
"It's a surprise, honey," she said before winking at the brunette. The couple continued to walk for about 5 minutes until Brittany stopped at an establishment just 2 blocks away from the restaurant they were just at.
"A bar?"
Brittany grinned at Santana's amused face, "Yeah, but there's more to do inside. Come on." Santana furrowed her eyebrows in curiosity but giggled at her wife's enthusiasm anyway.
"Alright, lead the way, babe."
As they entered the bar, Santana immediately took in her surroundings. It's a decent-looking bar with a lot of baseball bats used as decor on the walls and it's not too crowded. She noticed though that Brittany just kept leading her further inside of the bar until they stopped at a door.
Santana faced the blonde with a raised eyebrow, "The Wrecking Room?"
"Wanky, right?" Brittany quipped while Santana just rolled her eyes at her wife's antics. "This is one of my favorite places here in the city. It's where I let out all my stress and frustrations. I know that you think I don't notice but, I know you've been going through some stuff too and you're trying so hard to hide it from me." Brittany took a deep breath before taking the brunette's hand and giving her a timid smile.
"You're still trying to cope with the fact that you've lived your life as a completely different person in the last 5 years and it's kinda taking a toll on you. I just thought that coming here would help even just a bit." She says as she looks down on the ground, afraid that she might've overstepped. "I-I'm sorry if I'm overstepping."
Santana just observed the blonde's demeanor and she can't help but feel guilty because she knows that she hasn't exactly been the easiest person to deal with ever since some of her memories came back. She's been a little moody and she may or may not have snapped on her wife a few times. Yes, she's undergoing therapy to cope with everything but sometimes, she just can't help it, and she hates that Brittany noticed and she knows it's making her wife sad.
She raised Brittany's chin so she could look at her wife's beautiful blue eyes and smiled, "Don't be sorry, Britt when it's me who needs to apologize. I don't mean to snap at you sometimes… I just get so frustrated and confused sometimes that I take those frustrations out on you and I'm so sorry about that, Britt. You know I'll never intentionally hurt you, ever." She bites the inside of her cheek to prevent herself from crying and Brittany raises her right hand to touch the brunette's cheek.
"I accept your apology, San. I know you don't mean to snap at me sometimes. Which is why I took you here, hoping that it would help you as much as it helps me." The blonde smiled and leaned in for a chaste kiss which Santana happily returned.
Santana leaned her forehead on Brittany's once they broke apart from the kiss and smiled, "So, care to show me what's behind these doors?" The blonde nods and opens the door to The Wrecking Room. She escorts Santana to sit on the couch while she goes and talks to the receptionist. A few minutes later, Brittany sits beside Santana on the couch, holding a duffle bag.
"I brought our sneakers here beforehand so we didn't have to bring them while having dinner. We should put it on so we don't get injured."
Santana raised an eyebrow at that statement, "Injured? Now you're scaring me with this secret activity, Britt." She stated and the blonde just giggled.
"Scared? I thought you were a badass?"
"Uh yeah, but not when I'm about to get injured."
Brittany kissed her cheek before standing up and offering her right hand for the brunette to take. "Don't worry, babe, it's not that dangerous. We got more protective gear inside the room. Let's go."
When the couple got inside one of the rooms, Brittany handed her wife a pair of gloves and a helmet as Santana observed her surroundings. The room had 2 baseball bats, an old computer set, an old gaming console, some plates, and some mugs. Once they were done putting on their protective gear, Brittany handed Santana one of the baseball bats.
"Go on and wreck 'em, babe" she stated while cocking her head towards the breakables and Santana happily accepted the bat. Brittany stepped aside and raised a thumb towards the CCTV camera just as rock music started playing in the room before sitting on a stool to watch her wife finally release some of her pent-up frustration.
After 30 minutes of demolishing computers and throwing plates on the wall, Santana finally took off her protective gear and wrapped her arms around Brittany's neck.
"Feel better?" Brittany asked as she pulled her wife closer by the waist. Santana pulled her wife for a passionate kiss and once they broke the kiss apart, Santana grinned at her wife.
"That was so much fun! I definitely feel better. Thank you so much for bringing me here, Britt." She said sincerely before pecking Brittany on the lips.
"Mmm, let's save the making out for later, babe… otherwise, we'd be giving everyone a show here," she says as she points towards the cameras. She noticed Santana's cheeks blushing so she stood up and led her out of the room. "You're cute when you blush, babe. Let's go get a drink outside before we continue the third part of this date." She quipped while wiggling her eyebrows towards Santana before leading her to the bar.
