Brittany stood outside Santana's hut at 7.30 the next morning, her tummy turning at the prospect of seeing the girl again, she knew she was early, but she had been up a while thinking about the kisses she's shared with Santana the day before and could not keep herself away any longer.

As she was about to knock on the door, it opened and there stood Santana; they both seemed startled at first and then Brittany broke out into a big grin, "hey'" she said stepping forward. "Hi," Santana replied pulling her in by the hem of her shirt, "you're early," she observed, smiling.

"I know," Britney responded bringing their lips together and pecking softly, three times, "I just couldn't wait to do this any longer." With that she pulled Santana closer and her hands rested on Santana's hips whilst Santana's stroked down Brittany's sides, the kisses were sweet to begin with, until Santana pushed her way into Brittany's mouth, which caused the blonde to let out a long, throaty moan. "I'm so glad you're early," Santana whispered as her head began to swim at the taste of Brittany, her insides felt like marshmallow and she pushed in further to deepen the kiss.

Letting her tongue explore Brittany's mouth again, she felt her legs begin to buckle, Brittany wrapped her arms around Santana's waist to hold her up as the kiss became heated. They kissed like that for a long time, each learning all about the other, the way their lips fit together, the way Brittany hissed when Santana nipped a certain part of her lower lip, the way Santana leaned her head back when Brittany took charge of the kiss.

Santana began walking them towards the bed and before she knew it, Brittany's legs hit the side and she was falling backwards, landing with a soft thud and Santana was climbing on top of her, to continue the kiss. The kiss soon became fast paced and Santana began sucking on Brittany's bottom lip, then running her tongue along it, letting it go with a small pop before continuing her assault on her upper lip, "San," Brittany choked out.

Santana watched Brittany underneath her, Brittany had her eyes closed and was breathing heavily through her nose as her hands came up to cup Santana's cheeks bringing Santana closer. Santana moaned as she leaned down further into her. She found her eyes exploring the whole of Brittany's face, taking her time on each feature; noticing the way the light seeping through the corner of the curtain fell across Brittany, highlighting her pale skin and lightening her hair; she was suddenly overcome by how beautiful Brittany was and again she was overwhelmed with the feeling spreading around her tummy.

Brittany fought back for control and flipped the two. With Santana now on her back, she looked up to find Brittany staring at her with deep lustful eyes, Brittany pulled both of Santana's wrists and held them above her head whilst she pushed Santana's chin to the side so she could have access to her neck, she began nipping and kissing her way to her earlobe and back down her neck and up to the other side, "You're so hot," fell from Brittany's lips as Santana found her breath catching in her throat and pushed her neck up into Brittany's mouth as Brittany began to suck on her pulse point, the temperature in the room seemed to shoot up as Brittany began to bite at Santana's shoulder, Santana let out a hiss as Brittany ran her tongue back over it, to cool it down and relieve the pain.

Santana took this opportunity to roll them over, this time both were on their sides facing each other and Santana went straight back for Brittany's lips, latching on to them and now making the most of her free hands, she began to let them wander to Brittany's lower back, Brittany did the same, but pulled Santana closer at the same time, crashing their chests together, both let out a moan as a shooting hot sensation ran straight through their cores. Brittany brought her left hand up to cup Santana's face, she stroked the pad of her thumb over her check and then ended up tangled in Santana's hair, Santana let out a moan and this just spurred Brittany on.

Santana pushed back into her and let her hands wander to the hem of Brittany's shirt, "Britt," Santana moaned as Brittany pulled at Santana's hair as her mouth once again found her pulse point, Santana's breath hitched and her head began to spin as the feeling between her legs began to burn, she found her fingers tracing the edge of Brittany's shirt and rolled herself on top of Brittany, this time finding her neck. She felt Brittany's finger nails trace down her back above her top, her whole body shuddered at the feeling, Brittany smirked at Santana's reaction as she repeated the movement.

Santana dived back down to find Brittany's lips, pushing down further to get as close as she could, Brittany's hand found it's way under Santana's top this time as she stroked her way up and down her back, Santana thought her skin was on fire at the touch and began panting shamelessly at the effect Brittany's hands were having on her, in her mind she wandered how wonderful they would feel slipping through her folds but stopped herself when her body was overtaken by another shudder.

By this point both girls were out of breath but still needing each other, Santana found herself pushing the sleeve of Brittany's shirt off her shoulder so she could run her tongue along her collarbone, Brittany gasped at the contact and her hips shot off the bed hitting Santana's core, both girls let out a loud throaty moan, with Santana loosing her balance and falling flat against Brittany.

Both girls were panting loudly, into the others mouth as they fought for kisses.

Just then a knock on the door startled them both and Santana jumped back off the bed, clumsily stumbling across the room, away from Brittany, her hands flying to her hair to pat it down into place, realization of what they had been doing becoming clear straight away, panic began to set in "Did someone see you come in?" she hissed, hating herself at causing the confusion and hurt on Brittany's face.

"erm, no, I don't think so," Brittany answered, her voice low and throaty from being so worked up.

"Well you should hide," she panicked

"What? Where," Brittany replied, looking round the room.

"quick, under the bed," Santana said trying to usher her under, just as another knock came and Mrs. Motta's voice called out.

"Santana dear, are you in there?"

Before she could answer, Brittany walked over to the door and opened it, greeting Mrs. Motta and inviting her in. Santana looked over to the bed, which up until a minute ago she had been sprawled out on with Brittany. The sheets were crumpled and her pillow had fallen to the floor, she stepped in front of it to try to hide it from Mrs. Motta's view. Trying her hardest to get her thoughts straight and not look too guilty.

"Oh, great Brittany, glad to see you here helping Santana settle in," she spoke, looking to each girl, "I was just coming to check on you Santana dear, to make sure you knew where to come for breakfast,"

Seeing Santana struggle for words, Brittany jumped in to help.

"It's no problem Mrs M, I said I'd walk down with her to breakfast last night, we were just about to leave."

Santana watched the two silently, feeling her heart banging in her chest after getting so worked up with Brittany, what if someone had heard their moans and realized what was happening in here or had seen Santana pulling Brittany into the hut by the hem of her shirt? They had to be more careful, in fact they should probably just cool this down, whatever 'this' was that was happening between them, she began to panic again, she could feel the temperature in her body rise, from her feet all the way through her body.

Noticing the fact Santana had yet to say anything, Brittany turned to her to ask if she was ready, but when she looked at her Santana wouldn't make eye contact and her whole body posture had changed from free and fun, to hard and rigid, dropping her shoulders and turning back to Mrs. Motta she told her they would be down to breakfast shortly.

Once Mrs. Motta had left and shut the door, Brittany turned back to Santana and stepped towards her, Santana stepped back, bumping into the wall, letting out a small grunt when her head hit the corner of a picture frame. Brittany reached out a hand to rub Santana's head but Santana jerked out of the way to stepped to the side.

"We should go," Santana responded, sadly.

"San," Brittany spoke, stepping forward again, "don't do this, don't shut me out,"

"I'm not, I just think we should go," she spoke quietly not making eye contact, she heard Brittany sigh and she could see her shoulders droop further out of the corner of her eye.

"Can I at least have a hug before we go?" Brittany asked carefully, Santana didn't respond, but instead found her shoulders shaking and her eyes beginning to water, catching on, Brittany walked over to her but didn't attempt to touch her, "hey, there is no need to get upset, Mrs. M, had no idea, she didn't suspect a thing."

Shaking her head, a sob fell from Santana, "you don't get it, look how close we just came to getting caught, what if she hadn't of knocked and just walked straight in, what if she had heard one of us, we weren't exactly quiet were we? What if she'd phoned my parents and told them?"

"San, you're worrying too much, she would never of done that ok? You're right, we weren't exactly careful but we learn from this, no harms been done, calm down," she tried to explain.

Santana just shook her head, "I can't take that chance Britt, I came here to sort my head out and figure out some stuff, now I'm more confused than ever."

She felt Brittany step back from her and a sharp intake of breath slipped from her, Santana hated herself for being the one to cause that reaction out of Brittany, but she had to protect herself.

"We need to pretend that didn't happen between us Britt, it's just too confusing for me with all these new feelings, I need some space."

Confused Brittany asked "what do you mean forget? You had made so much progress, you said yourself, last night was amazing, and I was here too Santana, I saw just how much you enjoyed this morning, please don't deny us that San, I want to help."

Santana began straightening out the covers on the bed, "we just got too caught up in the moment this morning, we weren't thinking, we can't let it happen again Brittany, we can be friends but we can't let this happen again, it's too risky."

Sensing this was a losing battle and not to press Santana when she was like this, Brittany nodded sadly, she felt her heart ache from Santana's words and felt her own eyes begin to water, "if that's what you want," she responded, grabbing her bag which had been dropped by the door.

"It is," Santana confirmed, putting her shoes on and opening the door for them to step out.

Both girls walked down to breakfast in silence, both lost in their own thoughts, but both also heart broken, Santana was truly beating herself up for making Brittany feel like this and even though she couldn't deny how awesome and breath taking it had felt kissing Brittany, she couldn't let her mind drift back there, she had to be strong and fight any desires to go back there.

Picking up the pace, they arrived at breakfast, around the same time as everybody else, they joined the line for cereal, saying good morning to the others, but other than that, both girls were quiet, Brittany went to sit down first, Santana following her and sitting opposite. Sugar took the place next to Brittany and Rachel the one next to Santana, the girls all ate their breakfast to the sound of Rachel's voice, apparently she wanted to put on a show for the other campers and wanted Brittany to do the dance chorography. Brittany zoned in and out of the conversation, feeling a tightness in her chest which stopped her from eating, instead she just shuffled the food in her bowl.

Sensing Brittany's lack of enthusiasm, Rachel stopped. "What's wrong with you Britt, are you sick?" she asked, scooting further away, "because if you are, you probably should sit somewhere else, I can't afford to catch something and damage my vocal chords, I have lots of auditions lined up and they are very important," she trailed on, until Sugar turned towards Brittany, breaking the conversation.

"She's right Britt, is something wrong? You are acting unnaturally normal this morning, no wide beaming smile at 8.30am, no dancing along the queue to get your breakfast, no enthusiasm for all the activities you want us to do today," she finished placing her hand on Brittany's forehead, "you are a little hot, what's wrong?"

"She is definitely ill" Sam said appearing at her side, "she has barely touched her froot loops, very un-Brittany like." He commented, smiling up at Santana.

"Santana, right?" he said stepping forward offering out his hand to shake, Santana's, who had stayed silent until this point, not wanting to draw any attention to herself or Brittany; she stood up to shake his hand, catching Brittany's eye as she did.

"yes, it is," she replied, "Sam, right?" she continued, trying to focus on him instead of Brittany. He nodded offering her a huge smile and began telling her about the camp.

Sugar watched the interaction between the two and saw how Brittany's shoulders tensed throughout, "what's wrong?" she whispered so no one else could hear.

Brittany turned her body towards her so no one could see the way tears gathered at the edge of her eyes threatening to slip down her cheeks.

"It's nothing," she croaked, "just feeling a bit funny that's all, I might go back to camp and have a lie down."

Sugar narrowed her eyes at Brittany, debating whether to call her out on her lie, but thought better of it, if Brittany was telling her a lie, if was for a good reason and she didn't want to call her out on it in front of everyone.

"Will you cover for me?" she asked as she got up and went to pick her bowl up. Santana was still talking to Sam and every time she heard her laugh, it was like a knife to the heart. She felt Sugar's hand on top of hers and she turned to her. "Of course I'll cover for you, leave your bowl, I'll sort it, I'll come and find you in a while, get some rest first." She frowned, so unused to seeing Brittany this way.

Catching on to the fact Brittany was stood up, Santana turned her head to try to hear what she was saying to Sugar, but because Sam was still talking to her and Rachel had began warming up her vocal chords, she was unable to catch it. She saw Sugar's hand trace over Brittany's and she felt her stomach pang, she quickly turned her eyes away and back to Sam, when she turned back again, Brittany was gone and Sugar was looking at her in a way that made Santana feel uncomfortable, she shifted under her gaze and turned to Rachel.

Once breakfast was finished, Mrs. Motta brought out the chart, which showed which activities were available for the day and the sign up sheets to go with them. They were passed along the tables and Santana watched everyone sign up eagerly, she found her hand pause with the pen above the paper as she just wanted to go back to her hut and read.

Seeing Santana's hesitation, Mrs. Motta came over and took Brittany's seat opposite her, "the way it works lovey, is to do a morning activity and an afternoon activity, choose whatever you like and underneath is shows the meeting point and times," she paused as she watched Santana's eyes flick along the page.

"I actually wanted to do some reading this morning, I'm still quite tired from the journey yesterday and I'd like some quiet time." Santana replied.

"I'm afraid you have to get involved in the activities whilst you are here, it was something your father was adamant about when he spoke to Ben about you coming here."

"Who is Ben?" Santana scoffed "Plus, I will get involved in the activities, just maybe not today if that's ok?"

Shaking her head, Mrs. Motta continued, "no can do, I'm afraid, the quicker you get involved, the more you'll relax and enjoy it, there is no sitting in your room and brooding, you could of done that at home," she smiled. "I'll introduce you to Ben later, he'll be here for dinner as he is bringing his son over, isn't that right Sugar?" she grinned turning to the girl.

"Sure is Momma, Joe said they'll be here about 4."

"That's great honey," she said getting up, "hey, where has Brittany gone, she was here before." She asked.

Santana looked at Sugar who looked like she was choosing her words carefully, "she just had to run back to the room, something about Lord Tubbington not having the right socks on," she laughed, Mrs. Motta joined in too. "But don't worry, I am going to sign her up for hike this morning and she's going to meet me there."

"Oh that girl and her cat," Mrs. Motta responded laughing. Turning back to Santana she saw the girl had still yet to choose any activities, "why don't you go on the hike too dear, Sugar and Brittany will be sure to show you what to do."

Sensing Sugar's gaze on her again, Santana declined politely, "I'm actually thinking I might do the painting class this morning, maybe tomorrow though," she offered to Sugar.

"Sure" Sugar replied evenly.

Mrs. Motta smiled at both girls as she got up and went to gather all the sheets.

"Where did Brittany go?" Santana asked Sugar, "Is she alright?"

Moving to Brittany's vacant seat, she leaned across the table to look Santana in the eye, "why don't you tell me what's the matter with Brittany?"

Santana looked taken aback and couldn't keep her eyes fixed on Sugars, "what do you mean?" she tried to whisper.

"Just seems funny that's all, that Brittany left our hut, skipping off happily to see you at 7.30 this morning, talking about a day of fun she had planned after spending ages on her outfit, to now, where she has ran back to her room upset about something, all tense and barely able to structure her words," she paused, "so clearly it has something to do with you." She finished waiting for a response.

Sighing, Santana lifted her head and went to get up, "maybe I should go and see her," she said.

Felling Sugar's grip on her hand, she stilled, "I don't think so missy, that is my job as her best friend, you've clearly upset her, and when I find out why, I will be all over your ass making you apologize." With that she got up and left.

Santana's head fell to her hands on the table when she thought about what a mess she had made of this morning, it had started off so great, she was kissing Brittany, she shuddered when she remembered the sensation she felt through her core at the memory, but more than that, she remembered how happy she felt, how content she felt in Brittany's arms, now she had ruined it and made an emery of Brittany's best friend. Sighing and promising herself she would find a way to make this all better, she got up and headed to her painting class, sighing once again when she saw Sam picking up an easel and paint.

Sugar found herself at the door to the hut she shared with Brittany a few minutes later, even though she had told the girl to go and get some rest, she didn't want to leave her on her own without finding out what had happened.

She knocked gently incase Brittany was getting dressed and waited for a reply, not hearing one, she pushed the door open and stepped inside. Her eyes roamed the dark room and fell to the outline of Brittany on her bed, under the cover, facing the wall, if it wasn't for the silent sobs, shaking Brittany's body, Sugar would of thought she was asleep. It really upset her to see Brittany this way.

Moving to the foot of the bed Sugar placed her hand on Brittany's leg as she climbed up next to her to look at Brittany.

Brittany's eyes were closed, but tears were dripping down her face and her forehead had a deep frown, Sugar gasped at the sight and pulled Brittany's head onto her lap so she could stroke her hair.

"What the hell happened Britt?" she spoke softly, continuing the soft stroke to sooth Brittany's sobs.

Brittany croaked, "I've been an idiot Sugar, it's all my fault," she sobbed out.

"I highly doubt that Britt, and you are definitely not an idiot." She continued. "Did Santana say that to you? Did she call you that? She asked, trying to keep her temper under control, because that would upset Brittany even more.

"What? Of course not," she answered softly, "I'm the one who upset her, I, I, I….." she sobbed out as her body shook as she thought back to Santana's words… "We need to pretend that didn't happen between us Britt, it's just too confusing for me with all these new feelings, I need some space."

Never had Brittany been pained by words like this before, "I've ruined everything" she gasped "and now she wants space and I don't know if I can do that, I just want to be around her, like all the time, otherwise I find it hard to breath," she continued getting worked up again.

Sugar's brows furrowed, hearing Brittany's words. "Right, Britt, tell me what happened, right from the beginning, I need to understand," Sugar pleaded.

"I can't" Brittany replied, "It's a secret." She cried out.

"Since when do we have secrets? You know you can trust me and I won't judge, just tell me, from the beginning, let me understand why you are so worked up.

And so Brittany did, right from the beginning; how Santana caught her eye as she walked to the boat with the cans of coke and how she had to ask her dad who she was, so she knew her name. How she jumped at the chance to show her to her hut so she knew where she would be staying, how she took her off to her secret tree house to show her the sunset and to give her that place to use if she ever needed it.

All the while Sugar listened, stroking Brittany's hair and picturing Brittany's smile as her day played out.

Brittany continued with how she had told Santana about her mother, shown her the picture, had tried to get her to open up and how that had led to Santana kissing her and Brittany freezing, and then how they had finally shared a kiss and how it took Brittany's breath away, the feel of Santana's touch on her arms, the way her lips felt and also how she tasted like the sweetest rainbow ever. Brittany even smiled at the memory.

She told Sugar about holding Santana in her arms to watch the sunset and how she had stroked Santana's hair just how Sugar is doing to her now, but how she looked at how shiny it was and felt how soft it was and how it made her tummy twist with excitement and feelings she had never had before.

She told her how she had walked her to the door and how Santana had somehow entered her phone number in her phone under the name 'awesome butt' after Brittany's comment when she was climbing the tree.

She told her all about how hard it was for her to fall asleep that night after sharing some texts with Santana and when she did, she only dreamed about Santana and was so eager to knock for her at 8am the next day that she had set 3 alarms, but she needn't have bothered, because she was wide awake from 6.30 watching the clock.

Sugar made noises along the way, letting Brittany know how truly caught up in the story she was and she gently encouraged her forward to what had happened that morning.

Although Brittany didn't want to relive it because it hurt in her chest, she told Sugar everything, how all her feelings were intensified when Santana pushed her on the bed and climbed on top of her, how she gripped Santana's hands above her head so she could suck and bite at her neck but mainly the reactions she found from Santana, the moans, the groans, the way "Britt" would slip huskily from her mouth when Brittany's tongue would swipe out at her neck. The gaze she caught Santana giving her, where her eyes were dark brown and hooded when Brittany ran her nails down her back, how Santana fell on top of her when their cores made contact and the way they were panting into each others mouths, smiles ghosting their lips.

How incredible it felt, but also to see Santana totally letting go and becoming lost in her.

She finished with the part of Sugar's mum knocking the door and interrupting them and how Santana's whole body immediately changed, how she lost the sparkle in her eyes; she lost her straight back and confident smirk, which made her dimple pulse. How innstead it was all replaced with someone Brittany didn't know.

When she repeated Santana's words, she found herself crumbling again and Sugar grasped her harder, letting her know she was here for her. Sugar let her sob a while longer as she gathered her thoughts from Brittany's story, she felt her heart breaking for Brittany's pain, but also for the pain and torment Santana was obviously going through, it was clear from Brittany's story that Santana didn't really mean all those things about forgetting what they had done together, that she was just confused and scared.

Lifting Brittany up, she told her this, looking into her eyes. She pulled a tissue from her pocket and wiped Brittany's eyes.

"It's going to be ok, Britt, I think she does just need time to think about everything, when she realizes what she said and how she doesn't mean it, she will come and find you, trust me. A lot has happened between you two in less than 24 hours, but don't get me wrong, this is not your fault, you have definitely not been an idiot and it will all be sorted soon. Don't give up on her yet."

"I never would." Brittany croaked.

"It'll all be sorted soon," she repeated.

"How do you know that?" Brittany whispered, her throat very dry from all the sobbing.

"Because," Sugar said, "I have a plan," and with that she brought Brittany in for a hug, rubbing her back until she was totally calm again.

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