Chapter 18

Lets Talk About Sex Baby

Santana

"Earth to Santana! Come in Santana." Quinn huffed snapping her fingers in her ear late one afternoon in chemistry.

"Jesus Quinn, what?" Santana growled, since her best friend had effectively ruined a perfectly good fantasy involving Brittany and a lab coat that she was enjoying.

"What has gotten into you lately? It's like your on a totally different planet all the time, when you're not sneaking off with Brittany. What have you guys been up to anyway?" Quinn eyed Santana with a suspicious glare.

Santana shifted uncomfortably under Quinn's gaze. She always felt weird when pretty girls looked at her, but also because she and Brittany had recently been sneaking off to make out all over campus and feared what Quinn might day if she knew.

"Britt's been helping me practice for glee stuff. —It's embarrassing. I don't want to talk about it." Santana hissed. Returning her thoughts back to her daydreams of Brittany, which awkwardly morphed into Brittany and Quinn. She glanced down at the chemistry equations she was supposed to be solving.

Ever since Brittany agreed to be her secrete girlfriend Santana had been unable to get the dancer off her mind. Everywhere she went her thoughts were about Brittany. It started out innocent at first. She found herself in class wondering what Brittany's favorite color was and the kind of flowers she liked, but than her thoughts slowly started turning on her. She began day dreaming about all the places she wanted to kiss Brittany. At night she dreamed about their shower together and their steamy make out in the car. Santana found herself taking more cold showers alone in the middle of the night , just to relax. Brittany was no help what so ever, with her constant teasing. Now she understood what it felt like to be Puck;horny all the time. But Santana felt too insecure to approach the topic with Brittany. After all, Roman was in the dog house for trying to push Brittany to do something she wasn't ready to do and Santana was determined to be a better girlfriend then him.

Her cellphone, which she and Quinn had used for a calculator, buzzed in Quinn's hand. Santana quickly reached for it, but Quinn was too fast for her. Santana knew it was probably Brittany, and her girlfriend wasn't exactly the most subtle thing when it came to texting lately.

"Hey Babe, are you cool with studying at my place tonight? Jason's upset I haven't been home in three days and wants to see me. " Quinn read out loud

" If I didn't know any better I'd say you have a new best friend" she said snidely as Santana took her phone back to reply.

"I can have more than one best friend, Q. Britt and I just have a lot in common that's all"

Quinn scoffed. "As if Santana. No one knows you as well as I do—Brittany's…sweet, but you two are nothing alike. I honestly don't get it."

Santana shrugged absent-mindedly. She was too far gone thinking about making out in Brittany's room.

"Well if you think you can find the time for the rest of your friends…." Quinn pulled out an envelope from her bag. "It's the semi-yearly Cheerio sleepover at my house tomorrow night. I know you never go to these things, but I figured if Brittany's going you might change your mind."

"Brittany's going?" Santana frowned. Her girlfriend (god she loved thinking of her like that) never mentioned it.

"She said she couldn't wait…" Quinn rolled her eyes.

Twice a year all the Cheerios got together to have a giant sleepover at Quinn's insanely huge house, which Santana never had the balls to attended. It wasn't the idea of hot girls pillow fighting that kept her from going, it was the anxiety of being found out. These parties were notorious for sexy games of truth or dare and one wrong move could label her as the school dyke. Still…if Brittany was going it might not be so horrible.

"I'll think about it." Santana muttered.

Santana sighed happily when she saw Brittany waiting patiently for her by her car after class. Her blonde hair was swept around her face by the chilly early January wind. Her cheeks were a flushed rose color that made Santana's heart race. Her own cheeks brightened when she remembered all the sexy thoughts she had of Brittany earlier in the day.

"What?" Brittany asked bashfully looking up from her phone.

"Nothing…you just look…um really beautiful right now." Santana said opening Brittany's car door for her. She watched as her girlfriend bit her lip, blushing a little harder, before adding a quick thank you.

"I forgot to text Jason back, but I'd still like to go back. I need to get some new clothes anyway."

"You can always wear mine…" Santana suggested as casually as possible. She adored the way Brittany looked in her jackets and t-shirts. She also loved being the one to take care of Brittany.

"You're too cute, babe." Brittany said pecking her on the cheek as they pulled out onto the road.

"Hey, I wanted to talk to you about something." Santana said, remembering her conversation with Quinn earlier in the day.

"Yea, shoot." Brittany hummed turning the radio on low.

"So are you planning on going to Quinn's sleepover?"

"Oh yea! I almost forgot about that. I'm totally going. You are too right?" Brittany asked placing her hand on Santana's knee which made Santana's breath catch for a second.

"Er—-I don't usually go." She confessed. "It's really awkward for me. I know it's stupid, but I feel like if I were to go everyone would figure out my secretes…"

Brittany rubbed her hand comfortingly up and down Santana's leg

"Aw babe, it's not going to be like that though. Plus this is different. I'm going to be there. It's kinda like the shower thing…"

"I know by me acting like there's an issue there makes a bigger issue then necessary, but that doesn't make me feel less awkward. I told Quinn I'd think about it. —-I think she's jealous I've spent so much time with you." Santana confessed trying to ignore how aroused she was becoming just by Brittany touching her leg.

"Yea?" Brittany said with a wicked little grin. " Well good. She should be jealous…"

Brittany leaned over into the driver's seat and stole a steamy kiss from Santana's lips at the stop light. The little hairs on the back of Santana's neck prickled with excitement.

"Babe—you're teasing and it's not fair." Santana groaned.

"…I've been sharing you all day with Puck and I haven't had a you all to myself once." Brittany said with a pout that made Santana melt. "I just want some time alone with my Baby." she leaned over placing a sweet kiss on Santana's neck.

Santana stepped on the gas a little harder. She needed to get to Brittany's house soon or else she'd probably end up crashing her car due to lack of consciousness.

Ten minutes later they pulled into the parking lot of Brittany's apartment complex and Santana unlatched her seatbelt as Brittany climbed into her lap. Santana leaned slid her seat back to give Brittany more room to sit as they quickly grabbed on to one another. Santana slid her hands along Brittany's waist until she found her hips, while Brittany knotted her fingers on Santana's hair. Their teeth an lips crammed together as the desperately tried to get closer to one another. Santana's breath grew heavier as Brittany began rocking her hips and trying to grind down. She dug her nails deeper into Brittany's skin, wishing they both hadn't chosen to wear jeans to class.

"Mmm Britt…Britt…Lets go inside." Santana suggested knowing that more privacy meant less clothing and they would be less likely to be seen.

"But…the house is so far away and I already have you right where I want you." She groaned trailing a series of kisses down Santana's next which made her shiver.

"It's not that far…plus your bed is way more comfortable." Santana chuckled opening the door for Brittany, who begrudgingly got out. Taking Santana's hand she practically dragged the Latina to the door.

As Brittany fumbled around for her keys in her back pack, Santana could have sworn she heard a loud tumbling sound from inside the apartment. But with all the blood rushing to her head she thought nothing of it. Santana stepped into the dimly lit living room-kitchen area of their two bedroom apartment and instantly wished she hadn't.

"Oh god!" Santana yelled and tried to avert her eyes, but it was too late she couldn't un-see what she had seen.

"Jason?" Brittany said stepping inside right behind Santana.

Jason Pierce was waist deep into a nameless strawberry blonde who laid spiraled out on the kitchen table naked for the world to see. Santana tried to look anywhere except at the girl, whose breasts looked amazing.

"Shit B! I thought you were going to Santana's house after school!" Jason froze.

"You told me to come home!" Brittany yelled slamming the door shut.

"Yea, I know but I meant like…later." He said sheepishly.

"….uh…I think I should go.." the girl said sitting up on her elbows.

"No babe don't, it's okay…" Jason said pulling her into a hug to hide their respective body parts.

Santana's cheeks flushed and her mouth went dry. Jason was screwing on the kitchen table. She should have been horrified, but instead she was transfixed. She couldn't stop staring at the both of them. There was something so incredibly sexy about it; not the part where she walked in on her best friend's brother having sex, but the idea of having sex with someone on a table. Mainly a Brittany kind of someone.

"Santana!" Brittany snapped in irritation. "Are you coming?" she grabbed Santana's hand and pulled her down the hall toward her bedroom.

"He's such an ass sometimes." Brittany gripped. "I swear I'm going to make him bleach that counter. I'm sorry you had to see all that San. My brother likes to live like a bachelor sometimes."

"It's no big deal. I'm just scared for life." Santana joked causing Brittany to break a smile. Reaching up, Santana took Brittany's hand and pulled her down to the mattress. " Maybe we should forget about it by picking up where we left off?" She brushed Brittany's hair to one side and began peppering kisses all around her neck, but Brittany slowly pulled away.

"Sorry San, walking in on Jason killed my mood. Can we just study right now." Brittany asked meekly.

"Of course babe." Santana gave Brittany a peck and grabbed her book bag and pulled it toward them.

She'd be kidding herself if she wasn't a little disappointed. It was true that she had spent most of their free time today sitting on Puck's lap while the other Cheerio's looked on enviously. However her thoughts were on Brittany and when could they have a bit of alone time. Unfortunately it wasn't meant to be since Brittany was called out of class by Sue to design their new routine.

"Are you okay San?" Brittany asked giving her a small nudge. " You've been daydreaming a lot lately. Is there something on you mind?"

"The only thing on my mind right now is you." Santana grinned scooting back on Brittany's bed and opening up her copy of "Lord of the Flies", which they had an english test on next week. Santana placed her finger on the first word so Brittany would have an easier time reading it out loud and following along.

"His mind was crowded with memories; memories of the knowledge that had come to them when they closed in on the struggling pig, knowledge that they had outwitted a living thing, imposed their will upon it, taken away its life-like a long satisfying drink." Brittany slowly read

"What do you think the author is trying to say?" Santana asked patiently knowing there would be a similar question on their test.

Brittany frowned and thought hard for a long moment.

"I think it makes me sad…"

"Why sad?" Santana pressed knowing Brittany found answers in her own way.

"Well because they're becoming more like monsters. That poor pig didn't deserve to be killed. Jack is happy that he killed it. It's all he can think about." Brittany said looking up into Santana's eyes. " I don't like this book very much."

"Me ether, but you're doing a really good job Britt." Santana smiled. " I'm really proud of you. You've done so much better."

"I have a great teacher." Brittany grinned leaning over, cupping Santana's cheek, and pressing their lips together in a long soft kiss. Santana's temperature began to rise again, but she did her best to ignore all the sexy thoughts that were poring into her brain.

It was over and hour and a half before they both had finished their homework. Santana had just set her math book aside when Jason knocked on the door and entered.

"Hey…so look…I just wanted to say sorry about earlier to you both. I messed up. I thought you wouldn't be back until a lot later, which is no excuse for me having sex in the kitchen—I know. I'm sorry."

"It's okay…I'll be fine." Santana said trying not to re-picture the scene she had witnessed earlier. Brittany on the other hand was unswayed.

"You better scrub that table clean and anywhere else your naked butt has been" She huffed."I'd like to also point out that you're such a hypocrite! You bring girls in and out of here like it's a club, but when ever I've brought someone back to the house it's a huge deal."

"It's different because you're in high school Britt!" Jason reasoned. " I'm suppose to be taking care of you. When you're 18 you can do whatever you want."

"That's total crap and you know it. I brought Axel over to watch a movie and you freaked the fuck out. We hadn't even had sex yet." Brittany yelled back.

"Okay that's different! Like I'm going to let my baby sister be alone with my rival, not to mention the guy is a total douche." Jason scoffed. "I'm not going to let you mess up your life just for a good time."

"So you're saying that if I brought someone you approve of over, like Roman, you wouldn't care if we had sex in the living room." Brittany growled. "You don't want me to ruin my life, but you're perfectly okay risking yours? What happens if you got one of these girls pregnant or if you got an STD? Just admit that you're being a hypocrite about the house rules and get out of my room."

Santana felt extremely uncomfortable, but she pushed her own thoughts away and began rubbing her girlfriends back to try to calm her down.

"If you want to make me the bad guy then fine, Brittany. New house rule: no sex in this house period. Do you both understand me?" Jason growled. " I bought pizza and ice cream for dinner. It's on the table….which I've already cleaned."

Jason turned and left leaving an awkward silence in the room.

"That was —interesting…" Santana said trying to break the silence. Brittany simply sighed and leaned back so that she was tucked nicely into Santana's arms.

"I'm sorry about that Santana and don't worry I'm not planning on having sex with Roman. I was just trying to make a point." She ran her fingers through her hair shaking it out slightly before leaning back into Santana. She knew she could trust Brittany, but her words had ignited a curiosity in Santana. Why was Brittany so against sex?

"Can I ask you a question B?" Santana said running her fingers up and down Brittany's arm, comforting her as she rested with her eyes closed.

"hmmm?"

" Why haven't you slept with Roman?" She asked shyly. " I'm not saying I think you should—defiantly not that, but you guys were together for a while before you even met me. I mean you've mentioned before that you've…you know… before. Sorry if I'm being too personal, I'm just curious why you're waiting now."

Brittany tilted her head to look at her which made Santana blush and grow uneasy. It felt as though Brittany were trying to read something on her face, which made her all the more self conscious.

"Sex isn't something that you just do because you've already done it once, so 'why not do it again'." Brittany picked up Santana's free hand and began to trace little circles around her fingers and palm. "It's something that brings two people together. I use to treat it like it wasn't that big of a deal, I slept with a lot of people because I thought that meant that they loved me. I was trying to fill in a piece that I was missing. After Axel and I broke up I felt sick with myself for being with someone who treated me so badly. I promised myself the next time I was with someone it would actually mean something. I care about Roman a lot and if I'm being totally honest, I was seriously considering it."

Santana couldn't feel her chest anymore. She felt as though she could hardly breathe, so instead she held her breath.

"What happened? Why didn't you?" She whispered.

Brittany flicked her gem like eyes up into Santana's

"I met you."

"This is a horrible idea." Santana mumbled as she grabbed her sleeping bag from the back seat of her car. She was already feeling sick with anxiety "How did I let you talking me into this?"

"Don't be such a worry wart San, it's going to be fine. I'll be sitting next to you the whole time. I promise." Brittany smirked stealing a quick peck while she still could. "Besides, seeing you flustered is totally a turn on. " She winked squeezing her own pillow.

"Promise you're not going to purposely make me uncomfortable." Santana whined as they walked up to the front door and rang the bell.

Brittany gave her a fake offended look.

"I would never do something like that!" She laughed.

It was Quinn who opened the door.

"Santana! You actually came." She said in a tone of slight shock. " You both are just in time for Pizza."

Santana stepped inside the over polished house shortly followed by Brittany. Many of the other girls from their squad were standing around in small groups gossiping, most of them wearing booty shorts despite the fact that it was still freezing outside.

"This was such a bad idea." She hissed in Brittany's ear. Her girlfriend ignored her sudden panic by shooting one group of girls a broad smile and leading Santana over to say hi.

"Hi Britt ! Hi Santana!" said Alyssa, giving both girls a quick hug. She was easily the friendliest girl on the squad next to Brittany. " I'm so happy you guys came. It's going to be so much fun. Quinn got her boyfriend to buy us Vodka with his fake I.D. How's the new routine coming?"

Santana stood quietly trying her best to look bored and uninterested by what was going on around her as Brittany rattled off details of their new cheer they'd be learning next week. Sure she might have looked like a bitch, but it was better than everyone seeing her internally panic.

"Its going to be okay. They're all going to get drunk and pass out before midnight. You can get through this. Maybe Brittany will want to sneak out to the car and make out later when everyone's gone to bed." She thought privately.

Santana eyed the pizza on the counter trying to decide if she wanted some two nights in a row. She remembered the ice cream they ate before bed and decided against it.

"What crawled up your cooch" came a snide voice from behind. Santana whirled around to find Kitty with her hands on her hips looking like her usual bitch self.

"Excuse me?" Santana raised an eyebrow instantly switching over into bitch mode. She had no interest in dealing with Kitty's attitude all night.

"You look like someone just killed your cat. This is like …the best party of the year. You could at least try to look like you're enjoying it or are you afraid everyone is going to judge you because of your little secrete?"

Santana clenched her jaw tightly. Kitty was looking to get slapped.

"What secrete is that?"

"You're doing that lame Glee Club. Personally I would rather die then be caught dead with any of this losers. "

"A lot of those loser can dance better than you can." Santana snapped. "You wouldn't know an 16th step if it tripped you on the way to class. Half those losers have more talent then you have any day." She could hardly believe she was standing up for the Glee Club, but lately singing had really helped her deal with stress of dating Brittany through song and she felt grateful to them for it.

"At least I'm not a slut. Everyone knows Noah Puckerman only dates girls who put out."Kitty shot back.

"Okay! I think it's time for us to play a game." Quinn yelled over the commotion as Brittany grabbed Santana's arm.

"It's okay babe, let it go." Brittany whispered in her ear.

"Let's play never have I ever." Kitty suggested taking a seat on one of the couches. The other cheerio's shuffled in, some sitting next to her other's on the floor forming a large circle of giggling girls. Reluctantly Santana took a seat on a large pillow next to Brittany. She'd never played the game before, but by the sound of it she wasn't going to like it.

Quinn took a seat next to Kitty and began explaining the rules.

"Everyone hold up five fingers.—good. We'll each go down the line saying something we've never done before. If you've done it you put a finger down. If you're caught lying then you have to accept a dare from the person whose turn it is. First one to have all five fingers down is the Sinner and she has to jump in the Jacuzzi naked. Alright, Kitty you picked the game so you can go first." Quinn said holding up her hand where everyone else could see. Santana licked her lips anxiously. She really didn't want to lose this game.

"I'll start with something boring." She said thoughtfully. " Never have I ever…been caught shoplifting."

Santana looked around at the other girls to see who had put a finger down. No one did.

"Okay me next" said Quinn " Never have I ever skipped cheer practice to make out with my boyfriend."

Once again everyone looked around this time Brittany and several others put one finger down. Santana gave her a curious look, but she simply shrugged it off.

"Never have I ever…kissed Noah Puckerman." Jessica said with snotty glare at Santana who was forced to put a finger down along with half the other girls in the room.

"Never have I ever—"

"Wait! Quinn you're lying!" Jessica shouted over the next Cheerio to speak. "You kissed Noah freshmen year, remember?"

Quinn rolled her eyes. "I try not to."

"I dare you …to let one of us send a dirty text to Finn and read his answer out loud. You can pick who sends the text." Jessica smirked.

"I wont for get this Jessica. Alyssa I know you're someone I can count on." Quinn tossed her phone to the girl sitting on the other side of the room.

The game continued for another twenty minutes and things were starting to get interesting because the girls were running out of things they hadn't done.

"I've er…never kissed a girl." said Amy innocently. Santana's heart raced. She couldn't put her finger down even though she kissed Brittany regularly. She looked over her shoulder as Brittany went down to two fingers.

"Seriously Brittany? Okay I have to hear this story!" said Laura who sat next to Kitty.

"There isn't much to tell." Brittany shrugged. " I was at a sleepover with my other team and someone dared me to kiss my friend."

"…but what was it like? Was it weird?" Kitty asked a little too interested is you asked Santana, who sat squirming in her skin.

"Nope. Girls are fun to kiss. Their lips are a lot softer and they don't slobber all over your face, when you're making out."

"So, wait did you kiss her or make out with her?" Quinn asked now leaning forward. Santana felt like she wanted to die. It felt like everyone was staring directly at her even though they were more interested in what Brittany had to say.

"I only kissed the girl at the sleepover, but my brother through a party once and I got drunk and made out with this college girl once. That's actually how I met Santana's brother."

It bothered Santana the way Brittany was just so nonchalant about it all, as if none of that meant anything at all.

"I think I'll go next." Santana said before things got any worse. "Despite popular belief I've never had sex with my boyfriend." Santana glared at Kitty.

"Wait are we talking current boyfriends or any boyfriend?" One girl asked confused.

"Any boyfriend." Santana replied.

"Ugh San, no." Brittany whined putting down her fourth finger. She only had one left before she had to jump in the pool naked.

"Shit, sorry Britt."Santana said glancing around to see if anyone else was tied with her.

"Wait you've had sex too? …Like with a boy?" Amy asked putting her hand down and scooting in a little closer. "What was it like?"

Brittany looked to Santana who was left with very little to say.

"Um…it was nice?" She blushed.

"Was it romantic? Did he buy you flowers and light candles?" Alyssa asked curiously.

"er…no…not the first time."

"So you've done it more than once?" Amy asked.

"Yea…several times actually."

"Did it hurt? In health class they said it hurts really bad the first time." another girl chimed

in.

Santana looked around at the girls of her cheer squad in amazement. Sure they were all members of the celibacy club, but she never realized that they were as curious about sex as she was.

"I can't speak for everyone, but no it didn't hurt. It was really uncomfortable at first, but that doesn't matter when it's with the right person." Santana caught Brittany flash a look at her which made her cheeks turn rosy.

"I don't think this conversation is appropriate, I mean sleeping around and kissing girls is a really trashy thing to do." Kitty cut in." I say we vote Brittany the loser of this game. All in favor…" Kitty raised her hand but no one else seemed to pay any attention to her.

"Have you ever…you know…" Jessica spoke up making an "O" shape with her mouth before turning a dark shade of red.

Brittany giggled and looked away embarrassed for a moment, which would have been adorable if Santana hadn't started to imagine what Brittany would look like at climax.

"Yea…"

"What's that like?" Amy asked intrigued.

"I don't know how to explain it other than it feels really really good." Brittany giggled.

The night went on as normal. They talked as a group for several hours quizzing Brittany on her sexual experience, which made Santana realize just how inexperienced she was compared to her girlfriend. It made her uneasy, because she knew that she very much wanted to be intimate with Brittany, but she also wanted it to be good. The last things she wanted was to be a lousy lay after Brittany waited so long; if she even wanted to have sex with Santana at some point. The whole thought put a damper on her mood. Eventually, when the other girls split off into other groups to chat about different things Santana went to the kitchen to avoid listening to Brittany answer even more questions, which had grown increasingly more detailed and dirty.

"What's wrong with you?" Quinn asked poring herself a bit of wine cooler.

"Nothing." Santana said bitterly.

"It doesn't seem like nothing? You seemed pretty uncomfortable with all that stuff Brittany was saying. Are things okay with Puck?" She raised an eye brow.

"Puck? Yea…well no." Santana pulled her thick long hair back into a pony tail. "I'm not sure. I know the cheerio's are big on celibacy, but lately I've been having…thoughts. A lot of thoughts. Like all the time."

"You've been thinking about sex?" Quinn asked sounding surprisingly un-judgemental.

"Yea." Santana nodded glancing over at Brittany. "I feel ready…I think, but honestly I'm a little scared. Puck—-er Noah has a lot more experience then I do and the last thing I want is for it to suck and for him to dump me." Santana confessed hopping Quinn wouldn't see through her white lie.

"Look I know we're at each other's throats all the time, but you're still my best friend. I wish you would have said something sooner because I'm here to help you. I know what you're going through. I have the most…" Quinn paused. "Amazing dreams sometimes. I know what it's like to feel that way. Personally I think celibacy is the best and safest option, but I get that it's not for everyone. If you think the time is right and Noah is the right guy for you then it shouldn't matter if your good or not because he'll like you for you. However I'd seriously think on it S. Do you really want Noah to be your first?"

Santana wrapped her arms around her self and shrugged. Of course she didn't want Noah to be her first. She didn't even want people to think that Noah was her first. She wanted Brittany and only Brittany, but there was no way she could just come out and say it. So she played it off.

"I suggest you think about it a little more, before you do something you might regret S. And Next time, just be honest with me? I know I come off like a judgmental bitch sometimes, but that's just because I have Sue breathing down my neck to be a better leader." Quinn said placing a comforting hand on Santana's shoulder, since they weren't big huggers.

"Sannnn" Brittany called from the doorway of the kitchen, interrupting their moment. She tip-toed over to Santana and rested her head on her shoulder. "I'm tiered and the other girls fell asleep while we were talking. The only one's who are still up are Jessica and Kitty. They're arguing about the politics of birth control."

Santana glanced at the clock. She couldn't believe it was almost 1:30am. she had successfully made it through her first major sleepover with no serious issues.

"Yea B, I'm tiered too. We can get our sleeping bags…"

"There's not enough room in the living room for me to sleep next to you." Brittany said with a pout.

"A few of the other girls are also sleeping upstairs in my room. You guys can too. I'll be up in a bit. I'm not ready to sleep yet." Quinn mused.

"Thanks Q…for everything." Santana smiled taking Brittany's hand and lead her out of the kitchen. They gathered up their things and climbed up the stairs, quite not to wake anyone.

"Is everything okay San?" Brittany whispered as they climbed. " You seemed distant after everyone got talking about stuff."

Santana wasn't sure what to say. There was defiantly plenty on her mind, but she wasn't sure if now was the best time to talk about it all.

"Everything is fine. I was just bummed I didn't get to spend any alone time with you the whole night. I didn't want to hover over you or hog you all to myself." She shrugged, which Brittany accepted as a perfectly reasonable explanation for her distance.

"You're too sweet San, I love you." she whispered.

"I love you too, Britt"
When they got to Quinn's room they noticed that the other girls had set up in the guest bedroom across the hall, instead of dealing with Quinn's princess like bedroom. Brittany on the other hand loved it.

"I like her canopy! I'd love to have one in my room with lots of lights and sparkles everywhere." Brittany told Santana as Santana laid out her large sleeping bag and Brittany put her blanket down.

"Babe, did you bring anything else other than a blanket? you're going to freeze."

"…This was all I had to bring." Brittany confessed awkwardly.

"Britt you're not sleeping on just your blanket and pillow. Here tuck your blanket inside my sleeping bag and we'll share. Okay?"

"What about everyone else?" Brittany asked wearily.

"If anyone asks questions we'll tell the truth. You forgot your sleeping bag." Santana stepped over and put her hands on Brittany's hips drawing her in closer.

"I love you, Britt." She whispered placing a chaste kiss on Brittany's lips.

Brittany flicked the lights off and the two of them squeezed into Santana's sleeping bag, leaving one side open so they could roll over as needed. Santana's heart leaped as Brittany tangled her legs around her's and rested her head on her shoulder. Santana pulled her in even closer and drew little patterns along her back. They laid there in peaceful silence for what felt like hours, neither able to sleep for fear of missing a single moment of bliss. Finally it was Santana who broke the silence.

"Brittany….what's it like to sleep with another girl?" the moment she whispered the words she wished she could take them back; silence always had a funny way of bringing the truth out. Brittany didn't move or speak for a long moment, Santana thought she may have honestly been asleep. However Brittany finally rolled over so that she could rest her arms and chin on Santana's chest while looking her in the eye. The way she could see the piercing blue color through the darkness sent a jolt through Santana.

"Why so many questions about my sex life lately?" She finally asked. Santana wanted crawl away and hide under the bed, but there was no where for her to go.

"Sorry, it was a stupid question. I shouldn't have asked." She mumbled.

"Look at me Santana." Brittany used her fingers to guide Santana's cheek back to her. " I didn't say that I minded, I just want to know why you're so interested. I always thought it made you uncomfortable to hear about."

"It did—it does, but um—you just seem to know a lot more than I do and um—" Santana whispered fiddling with the top of the sleeping bag. "I'm just worried that when the time comes I wont—know anything—"

"Santana." Brittany husked in a deep silky voice that sent shivers down her entire body. Santana's eyes snapped to Brittany's, which seemed to be a shade darker. Brittany ran her hand down the length of Santana's side until her long fingers grazed Santana's ass, finally stopping to grip tight the back of her thigh. Her breath once again grew thick and heavy as Brittany pulled Santana's leg over her own hip, their noses inches apart from one another. Santana could practically taste Brittany's lustful lips on her own.

" Are you saying you want to have sex with me?" Brittany slid her own knee between Santana's parted legs until she could feel the pulsing heat between them. Santana gasped giving an involuntary buck against the new surprising friction.

"I'm saying…I want you to be…my first." Santana said through uneven breaths. Her hands now gripping tightly the front of Brittany's sleep shirt. "If you'll have me."

Brittany slid the hand that gripped Santana's thigh back along her body until it tenderly cupped Santana's cheek in her palm. Her hungry blue eyes bore into Santana's own. " I'd be honored." She grinned leaning forward and taking Santana's lips roughly into her own.

"Are you sure. I know you've held off ...

"You're probably going to think I'm being crazy, but when ever I'm near you I feel like my body might catch on fire at any moment." Brittany whispered nuzzling Santana's neck. "Talking about it with the other girls tonight just made me want you even more."

"That's not crazy. The same thing happens to me" Santana said timidly. Brittany smiled taking a playful nip at Santana's jaw before soothing it with a sweet kiss.

"Don't be worried Santana as long as I'm with you it'll be wonderful no matter what."

Brittany

Brittany had always been a light sleeper, so it was no surprise that the light vibration of her phone lighting up caused her to wake. Careful not to wake the sleeping angel next to her she reached for her phone to see who had texted her so late.

Jason: Britt are you awake?"

Britt: No. What's up?

Outside Quinn's window there was an odd sound of a car door slamming, which Brittany felt compelled to investigate. Slipping from the sleeping bag she crept and peered out where the view over looked the driveway. Her eyes, which were adjusted somewhat to the light squinted through the night to see Quinn Fabray step out of a familiar looking beat up old truck. She held something couched tight in her hand, but it was too hard from where Brittany stood to tell what it was.

She watched as the driver stepped out of the car and walked around through the shadows to kiss her goodbye. Brittany smirked to herself. She knew Quinn wasn't as innocent as she had seemed. Her phone buzzed again in her hand.

Jason: I'm in trouble. Can you stay with Santana for a few days?

Brittany: What kind of trouble? Jason what happened?

Brittany glanced back out the window and nearly dropped her phone.

"Oh god."

Noah Puckerman stepped into the light of the street with his arms wrapped tightly around Quinn as they kissed their goodbyes.

Jason: The cops busted the race. I took off with the money. Axel is looking for me. Stay near Roman and Santana. They'll take care of you until I can get this sorted out. Love you baby sis.

A/N- Wow I know it's been a long ass time since I updated and I'm sorry for that. For those of you who didn't read my smooth update here's a little bit about why I've been gone:

Basically this last year has been amazing for me. I've over come some serious issues with depression and I'm finally living my life. I'm currently studying to be a College level history professor which means I write at least four essays every week leaving my writing tank on virtually empty. When I do have energy to write I've been putting it toward my own original work, which I plan on publishing one day. If any of you are interested in reading Queer historical fiction about Amazon warriors let me know. I'm very passionate about it and I'd love to get feedback from my readers. In addition to all the writing and school work, I have/had 3 jobs (now I'm down to two) so there was no time for me to even sleep...I ALSO had a sexy lady friend of my own to cuddle. We unfortunately broke up recently so if you're single ;) you know where to find me lol jk.

Anyway these are just the handful of reasons I haven't updated in forever. Unfortunately none of this will be changing. Chances are it will be a long while before I have the time to update again, but I promise nothing has been abandoned. I love writing for you way too much. I only ask for your patients. Hope you beautiful people are doing well and I hope you still love this story. I can't wait for things to get even more heated in this fic. *evil laugh*

I'm going to try to update all of my fics as a Holiday gift to all of you, so keep an eye out. oxoxoxoxo -Grace.