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Brittany eyed Santana carefully, frowning at her words.
"You do?" Brittany asked, searching her face for doubts.
"I definitely do," Santana smiled up at the taller girl and reached out for her hand, "I'm ready." She confirmed.
Brittany wasn't sure why Santana had suddenly changed her mind but she didn't want to talk about it in front of Sugar, so she lent in to place a kiss on Santana's cheek and whispered into her ear, "ok, lets sleep in the tree house but lets talk about it once we're there?" She suggested.
"Sure," Santana smiled.
/
The three girls walked down to dinner together and sat down to join the others; there were a few new faces tonight, which made Santana glad she still didn't have to share her hut with anyone. She sat close to Brittany listening to her chat to the others, her voice bringing calm over Santana.
Rachel came and sat next to Santana and started telling her how disappointed she was that Santana had not come to find her this evening and listen to her sing, Santana once again stared at her as though she had three heads and told her as politely as she could, because she didn't want Brittany to see her being horrible, that she had been busy and not long got back into camp. As soon as she said it she knew Rachel was going to ask more questions.
"Where have you been all this time?" she queried, actually sounding worried, "Because you shouldn't just go wandering off into the trees by yourself if you don't know the layout, you could get lost or even worse, dehydrated and then eaten by birds," she continued, not even stopping for breath, "about 4 years back there was this girl that came here and she wandered off in the middle of the night and she got lost and….. "
Once again Santana found herself frowning at Rachel, her forehead creasing. She was actually the most dramatic person Santana had ever met; she watched the way she used her hands to exaggerate her point, Santana found her mind drifting.
Finally realizing that Rachel had actually stopped talking and she was waiting for an answer, Santana found herself mumbling.
"What?" Rachel asked.
Realizing she couldn't lie, Santana told her she'd been to the waterfall.
"Oh, who with?" she asked.
"Brittany showed me," she confirmed "I wanted to take some pictures and Brittany said it was really pretty so she took me there." She answered.
"Well if you like taking pictures, I'd be happy to pose for you, I will need a portfolio for my auditions in a few weeks so maybe I could practice with you before my Daddies take me to a professional studio in New York." She gushed, already getting excited. "I can do a range of facial expressions and poses."
"Well I actually take scenery shots, not people," Santana pressed, trying to get out of it.
"Well you can practice on me, and I'll sign the copies for you." She answered getting up and going to talk to Mrs. Motta.
"What the hell just happened?" she cried turning to Brittany.
"Sounds like you just signed up to take pictures of Rachel Berry," she smirked, then realizing something her smile faded, "She better keep her clothes on, I don't wanna be the jealous girlfriend so soon," she deadpanned leaving Santana open mouthed.
"Too right she'll be keeping her clothes on," she hushed, now dreading it even more, "You don't think she'll want to do that do you?"
"Of course not, I was just kidding," Brittany smirked laughing at Santana's worried look.
"Geez Britt, I was actually really scared then, I thought I was gonna be scared for life," she uttered, hitting Brittany in the arm, "There is no way I'm taking nude pictures of Berry."
"Good," Brittany deadpanned rubbing her arm; "I will be the only one you'll be taking nude pictures of."
Santana found her breath catching again at the thought of Brittany's words. Looking up at the blonde girl she saw that sparkle in her eyes again, the one she got when she was winding Santana up.
"You should see your face again," she laughed, pointing at Santana's blushed cheeks.
"You have gotta stop doing that to me," Santana laughed, poking Brittany in the ribs this time, making her jump.
Santana looked up to find Mike's eyes on her and Brittany, she shifted in her seat and shuffled a little away from Brittany and continued eating her dinner, Brittany followed Santana's eyes and looked to Mike too, he offered her a smile and a small nod of the head to her, implying he wanted to talk to her over by the sinks.
Grabbing her plate, Brittany rose and walked over to join him.
"Hey Mike," she greeted as she got nearer.
"Hey Britt," he answered, "I, um, feel a bit awkward about before, I erm, didn't mean to interrupt you guys," he stuttered, looking over at Santana who was still sat at the table. "I had no idea you guys were, erm, you know," he blushed.
Brittany was amused by the way Mike was stumbling around his words, she placed a hand on his arm, "Mike it's find, you don't need to be embarrassed, we would just appreciate it if at the moment you could keep what you saw to yourself, Santana's not comfortable with people knowing yet and we're just starting out so we wanna keep it to ourselves."
"Oh, umm sure," Mike answered, "Of course, I won't say anything," he blushed; "so is it serious?" he wondered offering her a smile.
Brittany found her own cheeks getting warmer, she couldn't fight the huge grin that grew as she looked from Mike over to Santana. "Yeah, I hope so," she gushed, "it's early days, and this is all new to her but I like her so much," she giggled turning back to Mike.
"I can tell by that big grin on your face," he teased.
"Well, thanks for keeping it to yourself," she blushed and went to turn away.
"Erm, Britt," he spoke suddenly sounding uncomfortable, making her turn back to him, "I think you should know something," and he paused, "erm, Sam and Finn have some sort of bet going," he stopped again, looking her in the eye, Brittany frowned at him waiting for him to continue, "it's about Santana," he paused watching the realization on her face.
"What is the bet?" she asked as her head spun at the prospect of those two goons wanting to get their hands on her girlfriend.
"First one to sleep with her gets 50 bucks," he cringed.
"Are you kidding me?" she asked outraged, "they put a price on her."
"Yeah," Mike answered, hating the way Brittany's face was screwed up in disgust, "I tried to stop them, it started as a joke, but somehow it escalated into a bet and well, they're both up for it," he finished looking over to the table where Santana sat and he groaned.
Brittany turned around too and her eyes immediately fell to Santana who was now sat sandwiched between Finn and Sam.
Before Mike could stop her, Brittany was marching back over to her seat which was now occupied by Finn, she felt her body tighten in anger at the thought of what the two boys were doing, her body temperature rose dramatically in the 20 steps it took her to reach the table.
When she got there, she found herself reaching for Santana's plate which she was still eating from and picked it up to take it over to the bin.
"What the hell Britt?" Finn shouted as he watched Brittany walk back over and grab Santana's arm to get her to stand up, "we were talking," he finished.
Santana was confused by what was happening, she could tell that Brittany was mad about something, but she wasn't sure what had caused it.
"I think you are finished talking," Brittany answered Finn, turning to Sam too, "I can't believe you guys," she frowned, pulling Santana over the bench next to her.
All three of them were frowning back at her now, Sam and Finn having no idea she knew about the bet and Santana completely lost about the whole conversation.
"Sugar, are you finished?" she asked in a tone that suggested she wanted Sugar to be.
"Sure," Sugar answered, also confused about what was happening, she emptied her half eaten plate into the bin and joined Santana and Brittany.
Brittany stalked ahead into the trees, still with a hold on Santana's hand, who jogged to keep up with her.
Sugar followed behind them wandering what had caused the sudden change in Brittany's behavior.
"Britt, what is going on?" Santana asked looking back at Sugar who just shrugged.
"It's nothing, I'm fine, I just wanted to get away from there." She stormed, still not slowing down.
Santana tugged on her arm to get her to stop and face her, when she did, she noticed how Brittany's eyes weren't shinning, the smile which usually always greeted her was replaced by a trembling bottom lip.
"Hey," Santana soothed, rubbing her thumb softly on Brittany's hand, "what is it?" she thought back to how Brittany was just talking to Mike and her own forehead began to crease. "Is it Mike? Did he say something to you? Did he upset you?" she questioned, suddenly feeling her own anger build, "I'm going to kick his ass," she stormed, turning back towards camp.
"No!" Brittany shouted, "it wasn't Mike, well, it was something he said, but he was trying to help," she rambled.
"Britt," Sugar soothed, "tell us who has gotten you so upset," and she pulled Brittany down to the ground and all three girls sat, Santana and Sugar looking at Brittany expectantly.
"I don't want to tell you," Brittany whispered, watching the way Santana's thumb rubbed her hand.
"Well you have no choice," Santana answered, "because unless you tell me who has upset you, I'm going to go all Lima heights around here, I'm going to go back into that camp and drag Mike here until he tells me everything I want to know." She paused looking at Brittany. "Tell me Britt, who has upset you?"
Santana felt her own anger start to take over her body, she felt agitated seeing Brittany like this, she felt responsible for her, if Brittany was upset, Santana needed to do something.
Brittany looked up at Santana, shocked by the worry she saw in her face, she could tell she was angry by the way Spanish words fell quietly from her mouth, they weren't any Brittany had heard before.
"Brittany," Santana spoke again, "tell me and I'll make them pay."
Brittany stared at her confused about who was going to pay and how much.
"She means she will make them answer for what they've done Britt," Sugar explained seeing the confusion on her face, "come on, we can help, if we know why you are so worked up."
Brittany eyed them both carefully, her girlfriend and her best friend, both sat before her with nothing but worry in their eyes.
"Fine." Brittany gave in, "Mike told me that Sam and Finn have a bet going to see who can sleep with Santana first; the winner gets $50."
She looked up to gage Santana's reaction.
Her jaw was set tight and her eyes were narrowed and her whole body posture seemed tense, Brittany reached out her hand and rubbed Santana's knee, this seemed to knock Santana out of her trance and she met Brittany's eyes.
"I'm sorry," Brittany whispered.
"It's not your fault," Santana answered without feeling.
"I can't believe them," Sugar uttered, "only $50."
"Sugar!" Brittany spoke outraged, "that is not helping."
"She has a point," Santana commented, "they obviously thought it wouldn't be much of a challenge."
"Hey, don't think like that, they are just stupid boys," Brittany answered, unsure of what to say.
"I reckon we teach them a lesson," Sugar suggested.
"What do you mean?" Brittany queried, unsure if she liked the sound of that.
"You mean like lead them both on and then take the money?" Santana asked smirking.
"uh huh," Sugar laughed.
"What? No," Brittany demanded, "I don't want you anywhere near them, what if they try something?" Brittany cried.
"Hey, it's fine Britt, I can handle them." Santana assured her.
"That's not the point, I don't want to have to share you with them, I don't want to have to watch you with them." She cried.
"She has a point," Sugar agreed, "ok, we need another plan."
"What about if we play tricks on them, make them suffer that way?" Brittany suggested.
"Ooh, I like that," Santana smirked, "do they share a hut?" she asked.
"Yes," Sugar answered, "why? What did you have in mind?"
"Maybe we can have a little bit of fun at there expense," she smirked, "does your mum have a copy of all the keys?" she asked.
"Yeah, she keeps them in a cupboard in her room, I guess I could swipe it whilst she's still at dinner but we'd have to be quick," she said looking at her watch.
"Ok, let's go then." Santana answered holding out her hand to pull Brittany up.
/
Once Sugar had the key the three girls crept along to the hut in question, Sugar decided to stay outside as lookout whilst Brittany and Santana entered the hut, it was still light outside so they didn't need to turn the light on.
"What do you have in mind?" Brittany asked.
"I reckon lets take all of their underwear," she suggested.
"But that mean's we have to touch it," Brittany said wrinkling up her face.
Picking up a pair of soccer gloves which were on the side, Santana put them on and held them up to show Brittany, "pass that bag, we can put them in there," she suggested.
As Santana was filling the bag, Brittany found Sam's phone on the side, she picked it up and unlocked it, remembering the 4 digit code he always used.
"What are you doing?" Santana asked looking over her shoulder.
"I'm going to swap the names in his phone," she explained as she deleted the name Rachel Berry and typed in Mom.
"Not just a pretty face are you," Santana smiled, placing a kiss on her cheek.
"Ok, let's do one more thing," Brittany said looking around the room, her eyes fell to Finn's shoes on the floor, "I have an idea, pass me that tissue up there," she asked picking up both shoes.
She tore some off and began molding it to the shape of the front of the shoes, pushing them inside, "we did this to my grandpa once," she laughed, "when he got up in the morning his shoes didn't fit, he thought his feet has grown over night, it was the funniest thing ever," she laughed.
Santana laughed along too as she watched Brittany imagining Finn's reaction in the morning, she picked up the bag she had packed the underwear in and made sure the phone was where Sam had left it as Brittany finished the second shoe.
"Guys, quick, I can hear someone coming." Sugar hissed, banging on the window.
Both girls scurried out of the hut quickly and Sugar locked the door and they made their way back to Mrs. Motta's hut to return the key.
"You feel better now?" Santana asked Brittany.
"Yeah," she breathed.
"You were so angry Britt, I thought your head was going to burst," Sugar laughed looking over at her.
"I guess just the thought of them thinking about Santana in that way made me really mad," she admitted.
"You have nothing to worry about," Santana comforted her, "it would never happen, no matter what they tried."
Brittany just sighed, remembering Mike's words. "They're both really up for it." She hadn't told Sugar and Santana that part; she didn't think it would help.
"Don't worry about it Britt, ok? We've got them back now, the next time they talk to me I'll make it clear again I'm not interested and they are wasting their time."
"Yeah, I guess," she pouted, pulling Santana in for a hug as they stood inside Mrs. Motta's hut, "I just hate them thinking about you in that way, only I'm aloud to do that," and she placed a kiss just below Santana's earlobe making her shudder.
"Oh is that right?" Santana smirked tightening the hug, "you think about me in that way huh?"
"Totally," Brittany winked.
"Guys, I'm right here," Sugar groaned as the two got lost starring at each other, "guys, seriously, lets go," and she tugged at Brittany's arm to drag them out.
The girls walked back down towards camp, as they approached the dinner area Sugar got a text from Joe, she read it and then turned to the girls, "hey guys, you mind if I go and meet Joe?" she asked.
"Sure," Brittany answered, "have fun, oh, I won't be home tonight, so cover for us." She replied bringing Sugar in for a hug, "thanks for helping calm me down before," she whispered.
"No problem," Sugar answered, nodding at Santana, "enjoy your sleep over," she smirked and turned to go.
/
Santana and Brittany made their way up to the tree house; luckily they didn't bump into anyone on the way. Brittany held the ladder again whilst Santana climbed up, making the most of the view.
"Don't think I don't know your game, Miss Pierce," Santana laughed as she reached the top.
"I have no idea what you're talking about," Brittany laughed back.
"Pretending to be all chivalrous by holding the ladder and letting me go first, when all you're really doing is perving on me," she laughed as she pulled Brittany inside the tree house.
Brittany fell on top of her and kissed her hard on the lips, "I wasn't perving, I was appreciating," she giggled, "anyway, it's my right as your girlfriend," she confirmed as Santana raised her brow.
"Oh, interesting," Santana hushed as Brittany kissed her neck, "what other rights do you have?"
"Lots," Brittany answered against Santana's neck.
Santana's head rolled back, giving Brittany better access and Brittany took the chance to nibble on her ear lobe as she pushed her body flush against Santana's.
Santana's hands came up to rub Brittany's back, one finding it's way into Brittany's hair as she wriggled underneath her as Brittany's kisses became more insistent.
"Britt," she groaned as Brittany sucked on her pulse point and she felt Brittany smirk against her.
Wanting the upper hand, she quickly flipped them so now Brittany was on her back, Santana lay above her, letting her eyes roam down her body, "You're so beautiful Britt," she whispered as her fingers trailed the exposed bit of skin above her shorts.
Leaning down, she brought their lips together and as the kiss got hotter, hands began to wander, Brittany's hands slipped under Santana's top and trailed up her back, her nails brushing gently, causing Santana's breath to catch.
She focused on trailing her kisses down Santana's neck and down to her collarbone; she kissed, sucked and nibbled her way along, savoring the taste of Brittany's skin, she let her hands wander down to the bottom of her vest top and she hooked her fingers under and began to pull it up, as Brittany sat up to help her she looked into Santana's eyes.
"Are you sure about this?" she asked as Santana brought her top over her head.
"Yes," she spoke, her voice steady, "I want to do this," she smiled, bringing Brittany's wrist to her lips and she kissed her way up her arm to her shoulder, she repeated the action with her other arm and then sat up and let her eyes flicker across Brittany's torso, her heart beat sped as she eyed the black lacy bra Brittany wore.
She brought her lips to the swell of her breasts and gently kissed, sending butterflies through Brittany's stomach, her hands wandered along Brittany's abs, stroking along each ridge of her ribs; she followed with her lips.
"San," slipped from Brittany's lips in a moan.
Santana hesitantly cupped her breasts over Brittany's bra and they both moaned, she began to massage them with her palm, in circles, they felt so soft to her.
"Can I?" she croaked, asking if she could remove her bra.
"Of course," Brittany croaked back, completely lost in the moment.
Santana's hands found the clasp on the back and she popped it open and gently pulled the straps down Brittany's arms as the bra fell away.
She felt her core tighten as she took in Brittany's pale pink nipples, they were perfect, her hands found their way back to her breasts and this time she played with her nipples, first her right then her left, Santana was totally mesmerized with them.
Brittany pulled her back down to kiss her as Santana kept her hands on her breasts, causing Brittany to moan into her mouth.
After a few minutes of this, both girls were panting. Santana steadied herself and moved down Brittany's body, placing kisses as she passed.
Looking back up at Brittany one more time, her hands snapped open the button on Brittany's shorts, her heart was definitely hammering in her chest now, and butterflies danced their way along her tummy.
She hooked her fingers in the side and pulled them down, to the sound of Brittany's heavy breathing, she was greeted by matching black lacy panties and Santana had to fight every urge not to moan out loud at the sight, she stroked her finger tips up the inside of Brittany's thighs as she got nearer to the crease of her hip bone.
"San," Brittany husked, her voice all raspy.
Santana turned her head to her and they both smiled, Santana reaching up to hold Brittany's hands, "You're so beautiful," she repeated, taking in her milky skin, it was so soft and warm under her hand.
"You take my breath away Britt," she spoke, her voice all raspy too, as her fingertips grazed over Brittany's core.
Brittany sucked in a mouth full of air as she gasped at the pressure of Santana's hand on her core.
Santana was shocked by how wet Brittany was, her juices had soaked into her panties and Santana found herself running her index finger the whole length of Brittany.
Brittany closed her eyes at the sensation, she was totally at Santana's mercy, her core was getting tighter along with every minute and she knew just how wet she was as she could feel her panties beginning to stick to her.
Santana watched Brittany's face, the pleasure flitting over her, her chest rising and falling quicker than normal and she gripped Santana's hand that little bit tighter.
Not being able to wait any longer, Santana peeled Brittany's panties all the way down her legs as Brittany kicked off her shoes.
Now Santana's cheeks really warmed up, eyeing the naked girl she couldn't believe the sight before her, Brittany was perfect.
Santana moved forward next to Brittany's right hip and brought her hand up to her core.
"If I do something wrong…" she started but Brittany hushed her.
"You won't," Brittany soothed, "you're doing everything right," Brittany hitched as her voice caught.
Nodding her head, Santana opened Brittany's legs a little, she looked down and suddenly found her own core throbbing as she took in Brittany's small mound of hair, her pink lips and throbbing clit all needing attention.
She took her time running her fingers up Brittany's core again, watching Brittany's face for her reactions. She had her eyes closed, her mouth parted and hands were gripping at the blanket beneath her.
"Tell me what you want," Santana whispered.
Knowing that Santana was nervous, Brittany opened her eyes and found Santana's, "what you're doing feels amazing, anything you do to my bundle of nerves, like I did to you or my clit will feel great," she confirmed.
"Ok," Santana answered, amazed by the way her fingers were covered in Brittany's juices. She started tracing circles like Brittany had done to her and the effect it seemed to be having on Brittany gave Santana confidence, she let her fingers trickle down to her clit and she pressed down on it with her thumb which caused Brittany's body to tense and a shriek fell from her lips.
Smiling down, watching her hand, Santana felt good, she continued her rhythm she had built up but she could tell Brittany needed more, so she slowly pushed one finger inside Brittany.
"Santanaaaa" Brittany groaned as Santana pushed in further, moving in and out of her.
All Santana could focus on was how hot and sticky Brittany felt around her finger, the sensation was breath taking and she had to cross her legs to ease the throbbing she was feeling.
She pushed a second finger inside Brittany and she felt Brittany grinding down into her, taking this as a sign, Santana built up the speed and pressure, pushing in a little harder and faster.
Brittany started gasping, Santana's name falling from her lips, Santana watched as the girl crumbled after one more thrust, her body shuddered, her thighs tightened, her forehead creased and a long drawn out groan fell from her lips, Santana felt her fingers being tightened by Brittany's walls and she had never felt more happy in her life.
She watched Brittany still as the layer of sweat on her tummy glistened in the sunset.
She gently pulled her fingers out and moved up next to Brittany where she pulled her into her arms, she kissed her hair as she rocked her until Brittany's breathing was back to normal.
"Was that ok?" she asked quietly as Brittany curled into her side.
"Are you kidding?" Brittany laughed, "did you not just see what you did to me?" she looked up to find Santana's eyes, "it was amazing, you were amazing," she confirmed, kissing her on the lips, "You sure you've not done that before?" she teased.
Santana laughed, "I've definitely never done anything like that before."
"Wow," Brittany gushed, still feeling the after effects of her orgasm.
"I want to make you feel like that forever," Santana whispered, burying her face in Brittany's neck.
"Me too," Brittany replied, hugging her tighter.
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