I've been under the weather for the last few days and I could have posted sooner but I didn't want to put up a half assed effort. Any who I'm feeling a bit better so I managed to write another chapter and I got carried away so I decided to break it up into two parts. :)

Castlewalls7: Santana will get plenty turned on in this chapter lol

Audioslavery: Thank you and this chapter won't be as sad as the last one.

Chemical Dreamer, Guests: Thank you! :D

Glee4ever123: They will get really close in this chapter ;)

Brooke F: Awww thank you and here you go :)

There will be some slight violence towards the end, but mostly fluff, and a lot SEXUAL tension. Enjoy!

I do not own Glee

PART 1

Santana is the first to awake and this time she's being used as a body pillow. She smiles as Brittany snuggles more into her body. She then takes in her surroundings and see that they are still in the living room. She remembers holding Brittany the entire night after the blonde cried her heart out. She knew Brittany had been through a lot but she had no clue it was to that extent.

Santana is determined to help the blonde get over her past and she won't let anyone hurt her. She strokes blonde locks and can't help but think that Brittany looks so beautiful. She feels Brittany shift in her sleep and try to get into a more comfortable position but what she doesn't expect is Brittany wedging one of her legs between her own. The chair isn't very wide so Santana tries to spread her own legs to give the blonde more space but it just makes it worst. In fact the blonde's leg are now press up against her most sensitive spot.

Santana gasps and let out an embarrassingly loud moan as she feels it to begin to throb but in the most delicious way. She is trying to fight the urge to ride Brittany's leg especially since it's been a while since she last got off. Then again she doesn't want to be a creep and totally go jack hammer on the blonde's leg. She figure Brittany hasn't even done anything of that nature and she doesn't want to begin thinking of the blonde being intimate with someone else. When Brittany moves again Santana had too bite her lip so hard to keep from moaning.

She can't take it anymore her panties were completely soaked and so are the shorts she has on. She can't run the risk of getting her juices on Brittany... well at least not yet but come on that would be super embarrassing to explain.

"Britt wake up." Santana gently shakes the blonde but all she gets is a little noise in return.

Santana even thought that was sexy. Come on Brittany you're not helping out my vagina right now she says internally.

"Brittany come on wake up." Santana shakes the blonde harder and she finally see signs of life. What she doesn't expect is Brittany sitting up in full alert and a knee being pressing down harder into her clit.

"Oh fuck Brittany!"

"What is it San? Did I hurt you? Are you okay?"

"I'm fine just please don't move." She was embarrassingly turned on and if Brittany keeps moving she knows she will cum soon. She squeezes her eyes shut and tries to get her breathing under control and when she opens them she sees blue eyes full of concern staring down at her. She know that she has to suck it up and reassure Brittany that she was okay.

"Brittany I'm okay it's just that you kind of have your knee in my ummm..." Santana gestures down to show Brittany.

Brittany looks down in horror and immediately removes her knee and starts apologizing.

"Oh my god San I'm so sorry is it okay?" Brittany says and reaches her hand down and tries to awkwardly pet it.

"Noooooo!" Santana stops Brittany hand from touching her.

"I meant yeah Britt I'm fine I just have to really pee you didn't hurt it or anything." Santana hops off the couch, cups herself, and runs like a waddling to duck to the bathroom.

Brittany thinks her super knee may have destroyed Santana's lady bits and after five minutes of not hearing from the brunette, Brittany decides to go check on her.

She knocks on the door. "Hey San are you okay in there?"

"Yeah I'm fine Britt just going to take a shower... a very long and cold shower."

"Okay I hope I didn't kill it!" Brittany says seriously as she walks back into the living room to watch TV.

After the incident Santana repeatedly assures Brittany that her "lady bits" as Brittany calls it are fine. They eat a quick breakfast and are now back in the living. Santana is sitting at the table trying to do inventory for the club and an outline for the night's agenda. Brittany on the other hand is determined to watch as many Disney movies as she can. She has already tackled a few and the Little Mermaid is by far her favorite even though she is a little biased.

Brittany looks over at Santana and sees the brunette hard in concentration. Ever since the whole incident this morning the brunette hasn't said much and Brittany thinks its her fault. She can't figure out why Santana is avoiding her after all she said she was sorry. In the short time knowing her Brittany has figured out that Santana is a very complicated person to understand sometimes. They actually have a lot in common when it comes to temperament and she likes the fact that the brunette is so strong willed.

Brittany takes in Santana's appearance and see that she has her hair pulled up in a messy bun, wearing an oversized t-shirt, sweatpants, and glasses. Brittany thinks the brunette looked super sexy. She hasn't quite figured out her feelings for Santana yet but she knows that she really likes her. She get all tingly inside when Santana touches her and feels this warm sensation in the pit of her stomach. She can't explain this feeling but she likes it.

Brittany doesn't know anything about love or relationships her life usually consist of nothing but violence and loneliness. She's pretty much by herself since the age of five when she was taken from her papa and she has never met her mother. She only that know her mother had advanced capabilities just like her or at least that's what her father use to tell her.

Her dad was human so she is a half-breed and it's probably the reason why she have some compassion for them. Maybe that's why she found Santana so fascinating other than the fact that she is amazing of course, but deep down Brittany wanted to be just like her.

She has been longing to feel something whether it's fear, guilt, anger, and maybe even love. She spent years alone and the only time she made contact with another being was to kill them. She killed many things you name it and she probably has killed it. Humans aren't the only beasts roaming the earth and she normally let the humans deal with their own affairs.

See the thing about humans is they have souls, hearts, and consciences, well at least most of them do. These things make humans the most powerful beings on earth, it's the fact the they have feelings whether its love or hate. Santana is slowly teaching her not treat humans as if they are beneath her. She never once thought Santana was beneath her although she didn't mind having the brunette under her this morning.

Her thoughts quickly take a turn to naughty and she scolds herself for lack of self-restraint. She has some tension building up that needs to be released and she figurss the best way to do it is exercise.

"Hey San?"

"Yes Britt?" Santana looks up and sees Brittany looking at her anxiously.

"Do you have a gym here."

'Yeah I do. Do you want to use it?"

"Yes please and do you think I could maybe borrow some gym clothes?"

"Sure Britt I washed and dried your sports bra and I'm pretty sure I can find you some shorts or something to work out in."

"Thank I really appreciate it."

"It's no problem you're welcome to anything that I have."

Brittany blushes at what Santana just said because she wondered if Santana meant her as well. Santana must have picked up on what she said because she became flustered as well.

She comes back with two options for Brittany some yoga pants and some shorts that she hopes the blonde doesn't pick due to the fact they are very short. They are mid-thigh on her so she knows they will be extremely short on Brittany.

"I'll take the shorts please. I need to train and I should be able to move more freely in these."

Brittany takes the shorts and head off to the gym.

About thirty minutes go by and Santana is finishing up with her work and she notices Brittany is still in the gym. She misses the blonde so she decides to go spy on her and see what she is up to.

Santana proceeds down the hallway and as she gets closer she hears grunts. She knows the grunts are coming from Brittany and it's by far the sexiest thing she has ever heard. She gets to the gym and peers through the glass window and her jaw drop at what she sees.

Brittany is going full out in the gym by doing hand stand push ups. Santana is amazed and the blonde's body looks great even upside down. She watches as the blonde land back on her feet and her back side is now facing the brunette. Santana take in Brittany's strong back and the way it curved and ended with the most amazing ass she had ever seen.

The shorts were so short and tight they looked as if they were painted on. She let out a whimper as she studied it and took in how defined and firm it looks but looks soft to touch. By this time Santana was drooling for sure but when Brittany decides to bend over and stretch the brunette's panties were done.

For the second time today she would be changing panties thanks to the blonde. Maybe I'm just really horny she thinks and then she thought against it because all credit goes to Brittany. When Brittany drops down in the splits it takes everything in here to not go in there and jump on the blonde.

"Santana? Is that you?" Brittany stands and walks towards the door.

"Uh yeah Britt it's me." Santana is just surprised that she can form a sentence.

When Brittany opens the door Santana is at a lost for words. She takes in how sweaty the blonde is and she watch as a sweat drop slowly falls from her neck down to her chest. Santana wants to badly follow that same path with her tongue.

"Santana are you okay? I've called your name a few times now."

"Oh sorry Britt I got distracted."

"Oh well I asking if there is anything you wanted from me?"

"Yes Britt I can think of a few things I want from you."

Brittany raises her eyebrows and Santana realizes what she just said and immediately tries to save face.

"Ummm I meant yeah I have to go into to work tonight and you can either stay here or you can come with me if you want."

Brittany considers what Santana is asking her.

"I don't know San there will be a lot of your kind there I presume and I don't know if I can handle that."

"You can stay by the bar all night that's where I will be and if it's too much you can chill in my office it has a TV and I can bring you some food. Look even though I know you can take care of yourself it will just make me feel better knowing you are with me."

Brittany thinks it over for a minute but she agrees.

"Okay I'll go but wait I don't have anything to wear."

"Oh don't worry about that I'm pretty sure I have something you can borrow."

Santana is currently vetoing everything Brittany tries on, either it's too short, too tight, or too much showing.

"Santana this dress is fine."

"No Britt I can practically see your cooch in that dress."

"My what?"

"You know your lady bits or whatever so no you can't wear that. How about you just wear pants? Yeah that's it, so everything is nice and covered up." Santana asks but more like pleads.

"I have a smoking body Santana I'm not afraid to show it."

"No Britt I can't have those sleaze balls at the club thinking you're easy. You're going as my guest I don't want them to think of you as their next conquest."

"Okay fine just find me something to wear already." Brittany was starting to get impatient.

"So now that I'm looking at them I don't think your ass will be able to fit in my jeans so a skirt it is."

"Wait what's wrong with my so called ass. I have a very low percentage of body fat so I know I have bums of steel."

"No Britt I didn't mean it like that you have a very lovely... You're just a little bigger than me in the back door area that's all I'm saying."

"Just hand me the skirt already." Brittany rolls her eyes and takes the skirt from Santana's hands.

After arguing back and forth about the right outfits, hair, and make up they were finally ready. To Santana it felt like they were an old married couple arguing and it was nice to have this kind of companionship. She had to remember to keep her emotions in check because this whole Brittany situation could possibly be temporary. She felt a hinge of fear knowing that at any moment the blonde could walk out that front door and never return. If she was being honest she never wanted Brittany to leave.

"I'm ready to go San." Brittany says interrupting the brunette's thought.

Santana looks up and sees Brittany walking closer and it seems as if everything slows down. The blonde struts down the hallway looking like she is fresh off the pages of Vogue magazine and Santana feels her heartbeat quicken. Her blonde hair is now in loose curls flowing freely on her shoulders. The black skirt that she is wearing fits her body like a glove and accentuates her toned butt perfectly. She matched it with a white cami, a blue blazer almost the same shade as her eyes, and some cute ankle boots.

"Wow Britt you look... amazing."

Brittany blushes at Santana's words but she thinks she looks no wear near as amazing as the brunette did. Santana is wearing a simple black dress that hugs her body in all the right places, paired with red high heels. To Santana the club is work so she always try to dress on the professional side. You can't have your ass and tits hanging out and at the same time demand respect from your employees. It just doesn't work like that and she is all about being professional.

"Alright Britt it's thirty minutes after five and it takes fifteen minutes to get there so we better head out now. Also at any time you feel uncomfortable let me know and I will get you out of there okay."

"Okay San I will."

Santana grabs her keys and purse and they head out the door. When Santana finish locking up the house she turns and sees Brittany looking at her with a smirk.

"You know Santana... Brittany says and starts circling Santana as if she's a hungry shark searching for blood.

"My ass may be big but yours isn't too far behind." Brittany slaps Santana on the butt and hurries to the car with the brunette chasing behind her.

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