The next day, Santana started getting ready for their date at 11am, she wanted to be prepared. Rachel had taken it upon herself to 'keep her company' whilst doing so, at first she'd called herself Santana's stylist, but from the growl that came from Santana and the hair dryer that found itself flung in her direction, narrowly missing her head, she guessed Santana wasn't a fan of that. So instead she found herself making a playlist of all the songs she knew about first dates and began to sing them, loudly, much to Santana's annoyance.
Santana didn't know how she kept calm. At first she fought it and at one point envisioned what her hands would look like around Rachel's neck, but after numerous texts to Brittany to warn her that she might not make their date as she would be arrested for murder, she decided to change tactic and embrace Rachel's crazy.
After much pleading, Santana let Rachel put on 'Barbara's' album on her phone and they both proceeded to sing their way through the afternoon. Santana was smug to see Rachel's reaction to her voice and when Rachel uttered the words 'if you had some lessons and worked a bit on your pacing you might be quite good,' she took it as a compliment.
It was just what Santana needed, she didn't stress about the date, she didn't worry about who might see her holding Brittany's hand, she just let herself get excited and every love song of Barbara's she sang, she imagined she was singing it to Brittany.
At 3 o'clock, Rachel turned the music off and Santana sprayed the last bit of hair spray on to her curls to keep them in place. She stood up to give Rachel a twirl. She was dressed in black skinny jeans, a dark purple top which was partly see through, so you could see the outline of her black bra and she had teamed it with a black blazer and some small heels. Her hair lay in soft curls and her make up was light with smoky eyes. Rachel whistled as she watched her spin.
"You lot hot Santana."
"Eww gross Rachel, don't ever say that to me again, it's creepy." She said screwing up her face.
Rolling her eyes Rachel held out her clutch for her, "here you go, make sure you have everything." Santana took it from her and then sprayed her perfume. "Are you nervous?" Rachel asked?
Santana thought about it for a second until a smile rose at her lips, "No, I just hope it's perfect, I hope Brittany thinks I'm worth it."
"Santana, of course she will, you guys are going to have a great time, just you know, don't be all 'Santana' about it." She smiled, looking at her watch, it was 3.14 she glanced up at Santana, "Ok, are you ready?" Santana eyed her carefully but decided to let the comment slide as she was aware that it was actually a fair comment.
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Brittany was stood at the mirror finishing her mascara when Sugar walked in to check her progress.
"Wow, girl, you look fab," Sugar cheered.
Brittany stepped back and turned to Sugar so she could give her a twirl.
"You think?" Brittany asked looking down at her outfit.
"fo sho girl," she laughed.
Brittany was wearing her dark blue fitted jeans, with a light blue shirt that matched her eyes perfectly and she held a grey cardigan over her arm as she grabbed her bag, her golden hair had been straightened with a side parting. She was wearing shoes with a small heel, as she didn't want to tower over Santana.
Brittany and Sugar had spent the morning making Santana a bracelet, Brittany had designed it herself but Sugar had helped her sew it and attach the tie at the end, Brittany wanted to give it to her at the end of the date. She picked it up off the bed now and put it in her bag.
"Ok, I'm ready," she declared.
"Yay," Sugar cheered again, "Go have fun ok! I can't wait to hear all about it." She smirked.
Brittany waved to her and walked the few steps to Santana's hut; she took a final deep breath and knocked on the door.
As soon as the door open and she saw Santana, all words failed her, Santana looked beautiful, it was the first time she had seen her dressed up and the sight turned her tummy and warmed her skin.
After a minute she was aware that neither of them had spoken, Santana was stood almost mirroring her expression, her eyes were trailing up and down Brittany and she stood with her mouth open too but making no sounds.
Brittany coughed to clear her throat and they caught each other's eyes and smiled.
"You look stunning, Brittany." Santana spoke.
"So do you," Brittany confessed, "absolutely beautiful" she whispered, aware that her voice was raspy. "Are you ready?" she managed.
"Yes," Santana smiled, stepping out of the hut.
Brittany stepped aside to give her room and found her eyes being drawn back to the girl. For the first time that day she realized she was nervous, Santana looked calm and collected though and this helped slow her heart rate down. As they began to walk Brittany started to relax.
"I'm glad to see you've not been arrested," she observed, " you must of hid the body well," she joked.
Santana laughed, "It was touch and go there for a second," she teased, "but there's no way I wanted to risk missing this date," she flirted.
"I'm impressed," Brittany laughed, "it must have been hard for you."
As they neared the boat, Brittany's dad came into view. "Hey girls," he greeted, "I'll be ready in two, ok? Just climb aboard and I'll get everything ready."
The girls smiled, and moved forward to get onto the boat. Brittany held her hand out to help Santana on board and Santana returned the favor once she was safely balanced on the boat. They made their way to the back of the boat to the seats where they had first met, both remembering their first interactions.
They sat closely and Santana's hand skimmed Brittany's knee as she scooted onto the seat properly.
"I missed you this afternoon," Brittany spoke, moving her arm to rest behind Santana's shoulders.
"Me too," Santana replied, turning to her, "I'm glad I got to wake up in your arms this morning though," she smiled, "it was the perfect way to start the day."
Brittany leaned into her, ready to plant a quick kiss on her cheek, when Santana turned her head at the last minute meaning Brittany caught her lips. Smiling into the kiss, Brittany's hand came up to cup her cheek. When she pulled back, both girls smiled shyly, "I've been wanting to do that since you opened the door," Brittany smiled.
They turned back to the front of the boat as Brittany's dad stepped on board and started the engine, the girls relaxed further into their seats as the boat started to move and they got comfortable, this time Santana reached over for Brittany's hand and placed it between hers. For the entire journey, she ran her fingers through Brittany's; she played with her nails and drew circles on her palms. It was an innocent gesture but felt really intimate between them.
Brittany told her stories about family trips they had had on the boat, how her mom almost always got sea sick for the first 10 minutes of any journey which meant she sat with her head over the side until it passed and then she was fine. She told Santana about all the fishing trips her dad had taken her on and how Brittany used to cry every time her dad caught anything, because she felt sorry for the fish and always wanted him to throw them back in the water.
Santana sat and listened, envisioning what young Brittany would have been like. She would of bet all the money in the world that Brittany would of captured her heart at any age, she snuggled closer, slightly chilled from the wind and the sprays of the water, feeling safe and content in her arms.
Before long, they saw land, the boat slowed as it circled the harbor and Brittany's dad pulled up into an empty spot, a worker at the harbor caught the rope that was thrown to him and he began tying the boat up securely.
Once they were all of the boat, they climbed into the car and Mr Pierce dropped them off at the cinema complex. "You have your phone, right Brittany?" he asked.
Brittany opened her bag and pulled it out. "I sure do."
"Ok, well call me once you've had dinner and are ready for me to pick you up. I'll just be down the road anyway so I can come for you any time, ok?"
Both girls nodded, as he pulled up outside the cinema. "Ok, have fun," he smiled as they climbed out.
They both thanked him for the lift and waved bye as he pulled away.
"So," Santana smiled, as she turned to Brittany, "what are we going to see?"
"Well, there are three films that start around now, so I thought I'd let you choose as I think I'm going to be so distracted with the fact you're sitting next to me that I'm probably going to just watch you anyway." She smiled.
"Britt!" Santana laughed, "you're such a goofball." She answered but secretly loved that Brittany had voiced what she herself had been thinking.
"What? it's true," Brittany laughed back, grabbing her hand to pull her towards the screen to look at the films.
Brittany was right, there were three films showing, the first was a horror movie; which although gave her a great excuse to cuddle Brittany, she wasn't sure it was right for their first official date.
The next one was an action film with Colin Farrell and George Clooney, it looked gory and bloody and Brittany found herself wincing as Santana read the blurb.
The third one sounded perfect. It was a new Disney film, Brittany found herself beaming and jumping up and down as Santana again read what it was about. Santana found herself drawn into Brittany's childish side and agreed that it was perfect.
Brittany went up to the counter and produced her vouchers and the lady printed off the tickets for them. Before they went into the film, Brittany raced to the bathrooms as Santana joined the queue for popcorn, she wanted to surprise Brittany with it and at the last minute decided to add a multicolored slush drink to her order.
As Brittany came back to find her, she saw Santana slurping away at the drink, Brittany smiled and made her way over to her excited to taste it too. "It tastes like rainbows," she spoke humming her approval.
Santana led the way to the correct screen and the man working at the door scanned their tickets and let them in. Because it was a Saturday night, there were quite a few people already sat down, Brittany led them to their seats, which were three rows from the back and sat down, holding the seat down for Santana.
Santana shuffled out of her blazer and sat down, taking the popcorn from Brittany.
"Hey, how many pieces of popcorn do you think I can get in my mouth in one go?" Brittany asked
"erm, 30?" Santana guessed smiling at Brittany in a way that screamed, 'you are just so adorable.'
"What? No way, I can totally beat 30," she challenged as she started popping pieces into her mouth.
As she got to 16, her cheeks were beginning to bulge, Santana could see the way pieces were poking into the sides of her mouth, Santana decided she needed a picture of this and grabbed Brittany's phone out of her bag, as she got to piece 22, Brittany was starting to go red, she didn't seem so confident anymore. Santana found herself laughing hysterically at the way Brittany now had to breath out of her nose.
Brittany persevered, pushing piece 26 into her mouth. By now her lips didn't meet and her face was getting redder by the minute.
"Britt, I think you should stop, baby." Santana said, actually becoming worried that she might choke.
Brittany shook her head and hummed something that didn't make sense. Grabbing her next piece she pushed it into her mouth, it took her a while to balance the piece inside her lips and Santana shook her head as she knew this was not going to turn out well.
Suddenly, Brittany's eyes widened further, she tried to signal something to Santana, but Santana didn't understand her and before she could ask her to repeat it, Brittany sneezed. Popcorn flew in all directions, high into the air, out in front of her, to the sides and all over her and Santana.
Brittany recovered and opened her eyes to find Santana picking out pieces of corn from her curls, luckily for Brittany, she was laughing, the guy in front though, not so much.
"Britt!" Santana shrieked in a whisper, "eww, gross," she laughed as she wiped bits of corn off her jeans.
"Sorry," Brittany laughed to hide her embarrassment, "it just came out of nowhere," she answered.
"Well you clearly lost the challenge as you only managed 26 pieces," Santana smirked.
Brittany pouted, making Santana reach her finger out and try to poke her bottom lip back in, "I totally could of made 30 if I hadn't of sneezed." she laughed, leaning out the way of Santana's finger.
The cinema started filling up and the seat next to Santana was taken by a guy with his girlfriend. Santana watched them sit down and the guy put his arm around the girl and leaned in for a kiss. Santana turned back to Brittany and leaned against the armrest to be as close as she could to her.
Soon the trailers started and Brittany smiled throughout, totally lost in the upcoming Disney movies. Santana watched her carefully, trying not to stare but soaking up the way she looked, happy, content and just, well breath taking.
Santana reached out and took Brittany's hand and again placed it in her lap, tracing circles along it and enjoying the feel of her smooth skin. Brittany placed her free arm around Santana, letting her rest her head on her shoulder, and that's how they watched the movie.
On the few occasions where Brittany actually laughed out loud, shaking Santana, she sat up to turn to her and drop a few innocent kisses on her cheek, she was totally smitten with Brittany's charm and lovable, fun character.
Santana gave a sign of contentment as she watched the rest of the movie. At one point she felt the gaze of someone on her and turned to see the guy next to her looking at the way she was stroking Brittany's hand, she looked up at him and challenged him with her eyes, almost daring him to say something, but instead he shrugged his shoulders and offered a small smile, immediately going back to watching the movie.
As the credits rolled, Brittany danced in her seat to the soundtrack, "did you like it?" she asked as she watched Santana put on her jacket.
"Yeah, I loved it," Santana smiled, "I loved watching you too, you were almost as cute as that big bear," Santana teased, referring to one of the characters in the movie.
"Very funny," Brittany answered sticking her tongue out at her.
As they made sure they had everything, Santana held out her hand for Brittany, when she did, Santana led them to the exit, following the sea of people. As they came to a stop as everyone waited to file out of one door, Santana peered up and placed a kiss on Brittany's lips, it was quick but still both girls felt it throughout their bodies.
"What was that for?" Brittany asked.
"Do I have to have a reason to want to kiss my girlfriend?" Santana asked smiling as she lent up to do it again.
Seeing Santana so playful and relaxed made Brittany all warm inside.
Once they were outside they made their way round to breadsticks, "Can I hold your hand?" Brittany asked.
"Yeah," Santana breathed, placing her hand in Brittany's, "this feels good doesn't it?" she asked, watching their hands swing back and forth.
"You mean holding hands?" Brittany questioned.
"No, well, yes, that too, but just being free, being off the island and doing normal things, going on a date," she smiled.
"You're right, it does feel good, so good in fact." Brittany stopped them, "that it makes me wanna do this." And she cupped Santana's cheek and joined their lips. Santana immediately relaxed into it and kissed her back.
Pulling back and continuing walking the girls fell into a comfortable silence, both grinning and bursting with how happy they felt.
Once they were inside Breadsticks and seated in a booth, opposite each other, Santana joined their hands across the table as they looked at their menus.
"Ooh, it all looks so yummy," Santana spoke, examining every dish and finding it hard to choose.
"Everything's yummy here," Brittany told her, "do you know what you're going to get?"
"Not a clue, it all looks too good."
"Ok, how about we pick two which we both like and share, that way you'll get to try more than one dish."
"Sounds good," Santana answered, her eyes still trailing the list, "how will we choose though?"
"Ok, I have an idea, close your eyes," she instructed.
Santana eyed her carefully, "what are you going to do?" she laughed, not trusting her.
"Nothing," Brittany laughed, "just close your eyes and run your finger up and down the menu, when I say stop, what ever your finger is pointing too, is what we'll pick."
Santana laughed, "Brittany, that's crazy, you can't pick food like that."
"Why not?" Brittany questioned, "that's what I always do when I can't decide," she pouted.
"aww you are just too adorable," Santana gushed, reaching over to bop Brittany's nose. "Ok, lets do it." She laughed.
Brittany perked up and watched Santana run her finger over the menu, she closed her eyes too so she couldn't see and yelled stop.
Both girls opened their eyes to find Santana pointing at spaghetti and meatballs. "Yes," Brittany whooped, "that's one of my favorites."
"Ok, your turn," Santana urged and then checked that Brittany's eyes were really closed.
Brittany trailed her finger along, she knew the menu pretty well as she'd probably been here a hundred times but kept her finger moving, waiting for Santana's instruction.
When Santana had yelled stop too, Brittany's finger hovered over ham and pineapple pizza, "aww that's my favorite," Santana gasped, "haha you're way does actually work."
"Told you," Brittany smiled, "now lets do the same for drinks."
"But I know what I want to drink," Santana told her.
"You do? Ok, lets see if I can guess," and she did, "a diet coke, I knew it," she cheered when Santana scowled at her.
"How did you know?"
"Because I know you," Brittany laughed.
"Ok fine, let me guess yours."
Santana roamed her eyes over the drinks section, she stopped at the milk shakes, "ok, its definitely a milk shake," she guessed and Brittany nodded smiling.
"Ok, let me think, banana? No, Vanilla? No," she guessed as Brittany encouraged her to keep going, "Strawberry?" Santana looked up at Brittany who wasn't giving anything away, "Maybe," Santana thought it over, "Ok, actually I've got it, Oreo," she smirked.
Brittany laughed hard, "How did you know?"
Santana smiled smugly taking her hand again, "I know what you like." She answered as the waitress came and took their order.
As they sat and waited for their drinks, the girls chatted about the film. Brittany was in the middle of impersonating one of the characters and Santana couldn't stop laughing when she suddenly blurted out….
"You're so funny, I love you so much,"
She had not even thought about the words, they had just tumbled out, by accident but so real and from the heart.
Brittany stopped laughing and looked up at her, Santana froze, suddenly hearing the words she'd said out loud.
Brittany paused, unsure of what to do, she was sure Santana was going to deny them and take them back and close up again, but instead she held her gaze and her voice turned into a raspy whisper.
"I mean it Brittany, I can't believe it just slipped out, but that just shows you how I real it is."
Brittany felt her eyes begin to water. "You love me?" she asked, needing to hear it again.
Santana smiled, and nodded, "so much, and it's ok if you don't wanna say it back, I know its really soon and I've just sprung it on you, but I can't help it, sometimes you just render me speechless or give me no control over my words because I love you so much Britt."
Brittany felt a lone tear slip down her cheek, "I wanted to say it first," she sniffled causing Santana to laugh.
"Baby," Santana mumbled and scooted around the booth so she was sat next to Brittany. She sat close and Brittany took her hands into her lap.
"I love you too San," she spoke, "I've known for ages, I just didn't wanna scare you."
"It doesn't scare me anymore Britt," she smiled. "Yesterday when I was sat in the tree house whilst you were talking to your dad, I thought about all the ways you've put up with me over the last few weeks, sometimes my moods switch instantly and I say one think and then act in another way whilst I battle an internal war inside my head and not once have you complained Britt, not once have you lost your temper or come close to ending it all, you've helped me so much, proved yourself time and time again and I love you for it, in many ways and for many other reasons." She finished.
Brittany sat lost for words as she listened to Santana, her heart swelled in her chest as she looked at the girl in front of her.
"I would love you San, even if you had two heads," she laughed, "because I love you for what's inside you, you're so brave, you've taught me that everyday and I never want to know what it feels like not to have you in my life."
Santana smiled back at her as she followed her words.
"I'm not scared anymore," Santana repeated, "I'm proud to have you as my girlfriend and I want people to know it."
Brittany lent forward and captured Santana's lips in hers. She kissed her softly, almost pouring her 'I love you's' into her kisses, Santana felt them in each kiss.
As the waitress came over with their meals they stayed side by side, she placed them in front of them and they each decided to eat with one hand so they could stay touching with the other. It was a challenge but they worked it out. Brittany held her fork in a meatball whilst Santana brought her knife over to cut it, they laughed and occasionally fed each other but gave up after a while, their appetite forgotten.
As she wiped her mouth with a napkin, Brittany brought Santana's hand up to her lips and kissed each knuckle softly, making Santana's skin prickle.
"I love you." Brittany spoke.
"I love you more," Santana answered back.
Each time Santana heard Brittany's words, she felt giddy, almost like she was dreaming. As the waitress came back over and asked if they had finished, Santana spoke up.
"Can my girlfriend get the rest of the pizza in a box to go please?"
The waitress nodded and took the plates.
Brittany watched Santana with pride.
"Look how easy that was," Santana laughed.
"You're too cute." Brittany laughed, placing the vouchers down when the waitress returned with the bill.
Brittany pulled her phone out and saw that she only had a tiny bit of battery left, "I best text my dad now before this runs out" she spoke tapping out her message.
"Sure, I can't wait to curl up next to you in bed tonight," Santana confessed, snuggling into Brittany's side.
She had just hit send when the 10% warning came onto the screen, "I always forget to charge it," Brittany muttered, dismissing the notice. "Have you got yours?" she asked Santana.
"No," Santana answered, "I've hardly looked at it since that first time you texted me," she confessed, "I switched it off since we're always together."
"Do your parent's not call?"
"They've sent me a few updates but apart from that, they haven't called, so I just keep it off."
"Ok, let's go wait outside," Brittany suggested checking her phone to make sure her message had delivered, putting her arms into her cardigan.
They waited outside for Mr Pierce, Brittany stood behind Santana, with her arms around her waist and her head dipping into the crease of her neck, she inhaled the skin there and it smelled so sweet, just, so Santana, and Brittany found her legs buckle.
Santana laughed as she held Brittany up, turning in her arms so they were face to face.
"I've got something I want to give you," Brittany told her, reaching into her bag.
Santana smiled, watching patiently as Brittany found whatever it was she was looking for.
Brittany turned back to her and took Santana's right wrist and held it up, then she opened her hands to reveal the bracelet she had made that morning, it was pink cotton and sewn onto it was a rainbow, and a duck. Santana loved it; it was totally Brittany.
As Brittany turned it over to tie the ends, Santana saw that the letter 'B' was sewn in to the tie.
"Brittany I love it," she confessed, turning it round and examining her wrist, "I'll never take it off," she promised.
"I thought it could be a 'brave bracelet'" Brittany answered.
Santana's forehead crinkled at the words, "a brave bracelet?" she echoed, trying out the words.
"Yeah like, every time you don't feel brave or remember how strong and awesome you are, this will remind you." Brittany replied confidently.
Santana smiled as she thought about how thoughtful Brittany was.
"Have I told you how much I love you?" Santana smiled, in awe of the way Brittany's brain worked.
Brittany shook her head, playing along. "Never," she answered.
"Well, Brittany S Pierce, I love you so much and I'm going to keep telling you everyday until you're sick of hearing it," she smiled, kissing her on the lips.
"I'll never get sick of hearing it." Brittany answered, "but incase you feel left out, I'll be telling you everyday too!"
They waited another five minutes before Brittany's dad pulled up at the curb and they both jumped into the back of the car, tangled together.
"Did you girls have fun? Mr Pierce questioned, even though he could tell by their body language that they had.
"Yes," Santana breathed, "we had the best time."
Climbing back onto the boat 10 minutes later, Brittany tugged on Santana's hand as they made their way across the boat.
"Let's lie here and watch the stars," Brittany suggested, motioning to the deck of the boat.
Letting herself be pulled down Santana found herself lying side by side next to Brittany, their hands entwined, obviously, and watched the stars.
It was a clear night, the stars were twinkling brightly and Santana's eyes instantly picked out the biggest.
"I reckon that's your mom," she spoke, pointing it out.
"You think?" Brittany smiled.
"Yes, totally, the biggest and brightest star there is, just like her daughter," she whispered.
Brittany squeezed her hand a little tighter, wondering how she knew she was thinking about her mom at that exact moment.
They made their way back up to camp after saying goodnight to Brittany's father, it was late now so they didn't run into anyone as they made it into Santana's hut.
As soon as Santana turned the lock, it was like something in the air had changed between them. Smiling wickedly Brittany made her way over to Santana, pushing her back against the door and kissing her passionately, both dropping their purses.
Santana brought her legs up around Brittany's waist and tangled her hands in her hair. Brittany's kisses trailed down her jaw, down her neck and just below Santana's ear. Santana couldn't help the moan that flew out of her mouth as Brittany grazed her teeth on her ear lobe.
"Britt," she shuddered, her head falling back giving her better access.
Brittany turned and walked them over to the bed, and placed her down, trailing her kisses from her neck down to her collarbone. Brittany stood back up and started undoing her own buttons, ridding herself of her shirt. Santana sat up and did the same.
Brittany watched her lie back down, her breath catching as she caught sight of her black bra. Her hands moved to touch over the top of the material, massaging lightly. Santana moaned beneath her and she brought her lips to the edge of the black lace and placed hot open-mouthed kisses to the swell of Santana's breasts.
Santana's hands soothed up Brittany's back, battling with the clasp of her bra, desperate to set her free and bare. After more fumbling the bra snapped open, and Santana pulled it down her arms so she could see her.
Brittany didn't catch the mumbled Spanish words that tumbled out of Santana, but they made her hotter just imagining what they meant. Brittany stretched her arm around to Santana's back and unclasped her bra too.
Santana pulled Brittany down onto her to she lay flat against her, their breasts moving together, their nipples taunt and pointy, the sensations that ran through them feeling like fireworks exploding in their tummies.
Santana made the move to flip them, Brittany's back landing softly on the mattress, Santana straddling her hips. She leaned down to capture Brittany's lips and kissed her softly, slowing them down.
"I really love you," she whispered into her skin, "every inch of you," she confessed as her lips trailed down Brittany's body, feather light. When they came to her abs, her tongue swept out outlining each of her ribs. Brittany tried to lay still but it tickled too much, Santana smiled down at her watching the effect she was having.
She attached her mouth to Brittany's right nipple, pulling it inside her mouth and letting it go with a pop, she repeated the same ministrations to her other one. She watched Brittany's breathing change as she became worked up and soon Brittany was begging her to touch her.
"Please, San." She moaned, "I need you baby."
"Tell me where," Santana teased, as she slowly popped Brittany's button on her jeans and lowered the zip.
"Touch me everywhere," Brittany groaned.
Santana tugged her jeans down the long pale, toned legs beneath her, standing up to discard of her own too.
Santana lay back down next to her, on her side so she could look down the length of Brittany's body. She trailed her fingers across Brittany's abs and dipped them down over her white panties. She wasn't surprised to find a wet patch of Brittany's juices, staining the material.
Deciding that she didn't want to wait any longer, she hooked her fingers into the sides and trailed them down her legs, again copying the movement herself, leaving both girls naked.
As she lay back down, Brittany tried to flip them again, but Santana fought it. "No, baby, you first," she muttered, placing herself between Brittany's legs, causing the blondes breath to hitch.
Santana gently opened Brittany up, her forefingers opening her folds as her tongue licked the length. The movement shocked Brittany, she had expected Santana's fingers but not her tongue. She shrieked as Santana repeated the action, this time flattening her tongue against her clit as she came to it. She began circling her tongue, flicking it out, then sucking gently, she worked Brittany up this way until her tongue circled Brittany's entrance. This alone had Brittany rocking into her.
Santana looked up at her one last time, offering her signature wink before her tongue got lost inside her, she pushed in as far as she could, twirling it round, becoming familiar with Brittany's velvety walls which were now pulsating around her.
Brittany's hands tangled in soft brown curls as she began pushing up into Santana.
All thoughts and words vanished from Brittany's mind, all she could say was Santana's name. Sometimes she moaned it, sometimes she whimpered it, sometimes she screamed it and other times she merely croaked it as all her movements stilled in mid air, it was like her breath left her, only her heart beating wildly in her chest let her know that she wasn't dreaming this.
As Brittany fell limp, Santana pulled her tongue out and licked up the tiny bits that she had let slip past her tongue and onto Brittany's legs.
"That was amazing," Brittany finally found her voice to speak. "You are amazing," she gushed.
Santana smiled, wiping her chin with her hand, "I'd do anything for you; you know that right?"
"I know." Brittany nodded, overwhelmed with the certainty that laced her words.
"I love you Brittany." Santana whispered, pulling the covers back and ushering Brittany under.
"But what about you?" Brittany asked.
"Tonight's all about you Britt," she answered.
I hope you enjoyed this chapter, let me know your thoughts!
Someone asked if Puck and Quinn will make another appearance in this fic and the answer is yes and soon!