The next morning, Santana woke to soft butterfly kisses on her eyelashes; she could feel Brittany's warm breath hit her skin as she lent closer peppering her with her lips.
Santana hummed in response and she felt her smile spread across her face.
Brittany's hand traced down the side of her cheek, just as soft making Santana warm.
When Santana opened her eyes her heart did that jumpy thing she had been experiencing lately where it skipped a beat then came back beating much stronger than before.
Brittany, the girl she'd told she loved just last night. Seeing her there in front of her now, she gave her a sleepy, toothy grin.
Brittany was lying on her side, one hand propping up her head whilst the other was still caressing Santana's cheek; she looked like she had been awake for a while.
"Hey you," she greeted, matching Santana's grin, "did I wake you?"
Santana lifted her head off the pillow to attach her lips to Brittany's, "you know you did," she smiled when she lent back.
Brittany looked sheepish as she let her finger trail from Santana's cheek, down her jaw and then down her neck.
Santana swallowed audibly.
Brittany's eyes never left hers. "Sorry, I just had to check I didn't dream last night," she blushed.
Santana turned so she could face her, she captured Brittany's free hand and laced their fingers, "Of course last night happened baby, it was the perfect date, and I loved breadsticks." Santana answered.
Brittany listened to her words, "that's not what I meant," she whispered, her forehead wrinkling, trying to get Santana to understand that.
"Oh, you mean your dad being totally fine with us?" Santana asked, thinking about what Brittany could mean.
"What? No, not that either," Brittany frowned, actually becoming worried she had actually dreamt it.
"Britt, I'm kidding," Santana laughed squeezing her hand, "you should totally see your face right now."
"San," Brittany scolded, pulling her hand out of Santana's grasp and pushing her lightly on the shoulder, "that was really mean," she pouted.
Santana fought for her hand again and brought it to her lips, still smiling, "I'm sorry baby," she whispered, "I love you though." She answered, lifting Brittany's gaze up to hers.
As she would come to find, these words would always bring a smile to her face. Brittany's grin was wide as she whispered an, 'I love you too,' back.
Letting out a sigh of relief, Brittany relaxed. "You have no idea how long I've lay here waiting for you to repeat those words this morning," Brittany confessed.
Santana smiled up at her, "ah baby, you should have woken me sooner, did you really think you'd dreamt it?" she asked.
"No, but, I just wanted to hear it again," she laughed at herself, "oh god, I'm so clingy," she responded dramatically pulling her hand up to cover her eyes.
Santana laughed at her as she praised her hand away, "yes you are, and I love it," she kissed her cheek where it had turned pink.
"Look what you've done to me," Brittany kept up.
Santana was still laughing as she sat up and rolled Brittany over onto her back so she was straddling her thighs suddenly aware that they were both still naked from last night. She pulled both of Brittany's arms above her head so she could she her face.
"I love you," Santana repeated, "and I don't think you're clingy enough," she answered seriously, "I mean, I don't think you give me enough kisses, I don't think you cuddle me enough and I've definitely told you I love you more times."
Brittany gasped, breaking away from Santana's clutches and bringing her fingers down to Santana's ribs where she poked and prodded her, building up enough momentum to flip them.
Santana was laughing hysterically, fighting for breath as she begged for mercy.
"Admit you lied," Brittany commanded, keeping up her assault.
"Ok, ok," Santana wriggled some more; her laughing becoming contagious as a grin spread along Brittany's face as she watched her.
"Ok, what?" Brittany asked, bringing her mouth down to Santana's bare tummy to blow raspberries on her skin, making Santana shriek louder.
"Ok, I made it up," Santana confessed laughing more, trying to push Brittany's fingers away but she wasn't strong enough. "I take it all back."
Poking her one last time, Brittany pulled her fingers away from her ribs eyeing Santana carefully.
Truth was, Brittany loved this side of Santana, it was a breath of fresh air seeing her this playful, especially this early in the morning.
"What?" Santana asked, watching the way Brittany was looking at her.
"Nothing," Brittany answered, "I'm just really happy."
"Aww you sap," Santana laughed and Brittany made threatening movements with her fingers again and Santana surrendered, "just kidding again," she rolled her eyes playfully as her eyes trailed down to the bracelet on her wrist, suddenly she became serious. "I'm really happy too Britt, the happiest I've been."
"Correct answer," Brittany smiled leaning down to kiss Santana, when she went to sit back up, Santana stopped her, keeping their lips together.
Brittany hummed her approval as Santana pushed her tongue inside her mouth.
Santana's hands were now wrapped around Brittany's shoulders, she stroked up and down as Brittany pressed flat against her, their legs tangling. Brittany's right hand held Santana's cheek, now becoming in control of the kiss. The kiss turned passionate and hot immediately, each of the girls kissing harder.
Santana let out the first moan and then it was hard to tell as they were so tightly wrapped together.
Brittany moved her lips along Santana's jaw, sucking her skin into her mouth, wanting to taste her but when she did, it was never enough, she wanted more.
The hand which held Santana's cheek was now tangled in her hair and the other hand was massaging Santana's left boob, first rubbing softly then kneading her with her fingers. Santana didn't know which sensation to focus on, the fingers tangling and scratching her scalp, the hot open mouth kisses being planted down her throat, the fingers that were teasing her breast or the hot sharp sparks that were flying through her tummy.
Brittany moved back to Santana's lips and kissed her again, "Britt" she gasped, trying to express everything she felt in just one word.
"I know baby," Brittany hushed, "I got you."
And Santana knew she was right, she knew Brittany wouldn't let her fall, she would always catch her, and with that she let herself feel all the different emotions for making love with Brittany.
When Brittany slid down her body, Santana watched her, she hissed a sharp breath when she felt Brittany's teeth on her breast but she never closed her eyes, she watched Brittany. She watched Brittany move over her body, with such care that her chest felt it would burst.
She watched Brittany look at her as she palmed at her breasts, the way pale fingers circled her pointy nipples.
Brittany leaned back up kissing her again. "Tell me what you want," Brittany whispered seductively.
"I want you Britt, in everyway," Santana answered confidently, "I want you to make me come, I wanna feel you inside me."
Brittany offered her one last kiss before she gracefully moved down her body, stopping along the way to lick, kiss and suck parts of Santana's skin.
When she placed herself between Santana's legs Brittany placed her hands on tan thighs, opening just a little more. She could see that Santana was already worked up from the glistening color smudged over her folds, some sat in the small black hairs of her short mound. She eyed her carefully, still stroking up and down her thighs.
Brittany lay on her tummy, her head between Santana's legs. First she trailed just one digit the length of Santana, she had been right, Santana was extremely worked up, she was already soaking.
The groan that ripped from Santana told Brittany she did not want to be teased, nevertheless, Brittany was not going to rush this. She swept the digit back along her folds one more time before she followed with her tongue. She was careful to not make contact with Santana's clit straight away.
Santana's reaction to her tongue being on her was turning Brittany on, she was writhing beneath her, her hands tangled first in Brittany's hair and then the bed sheets.
After a few minutes of this, Brittany latched onto Santana's clit, she took it all in her mouth, sucking on it before releasing it with a pop and then blowing cold air onto it.
Santana bucked off the ground, she screamed Brittany's name so loud and her nails, which were now on Brittany's shoulders dug into her.
"Sweet mother of God," she mumbled, "Brittany," she screeched as Brittany repeated her presence on her clit.
Brittany watched her tremble underneath her as she brought her tongue up to circle her entrance. She swiped her tongue around it first, catching all of Santana's juices.
She looked up to find Santana's eyes, she found them straight away, they were hooded and dark but oh so sexy.
Brittany kept eye contact with her as she lowered her tongue inside of Santana. She tasted her walls, they were slick and tight and it was all extremely hot on her tongue. She started thrusting in and out of her, using her tongue in different directions, to give Santana everything she needed to ensure she felt as good as possible.
Santana was becoming extremely hard to keep still as she writhed beneath her. Spanish words spilled from her mouth in stages. The hand was back in Brittany's hair, guiding her inside her deeper.
Brittany responded by pushing harder, she watched the sweat gather on Santana as her chest heaved up and down, she didn't think she'd ever seen anything so hot.
"I'm gunna come, Britt," Santana uttered, her words barely audible.
Brittany brought her hand up and circled Santana's clit as best as she could as she kept her tongue pushing in and out of her.
"Brittttttttttt!" Santana shrieked as the muscles in her tummy froze and her thighs pressed down on Brittany's head.
Brittany fought to breathe but there was no way she would stop, she kept thrusting as Santana hit her high and she fought harder to keep her there, suspended in pleasure. She watched Santana's body become limp and shake as she rolled with her orgasm.
Santana's head thrashed on the pillow side to side; a huge smile on her face, her eyes closed.
Brittany slowly pulled out of her, tasting every last drop of Santana. She slid up the bed until she was level with her and took her in her arms.
Santana lay there getting her breath back before she was finally able to speak.
"That," she started, pulling back to look at her, "was seriously out of this world." Her grin was so wide that Brittany just had to kiss her.
"I'm glad you enjoyed it," Brittany smiled, secretly high fiving herself.
Santana lay her head back down on Brittany's chest, after a minute she pulled her head back up, "Britt your heart is pounding," she uttered, placing her hand over it.
"Yeah, watching you was pretty hot," she confessed, "it's just what you do to me." She laughed.
"So you're pretty worked up, huh?" Santana quirked, raising her eyebrow suggestively.
"Err you could say that," Brittany laughed and before she knew it, Santana had ran her fingers through her folds causing Brittany to shudder at the feeling.
"Wow, someone's pretty wet," Santana smirked, "and this is all from watching me you said?" she asked cockily.
"You know it is," Brittany answered, "now stop being so smug and help your girl out," Brittany laughed.
"With pleasure," Santana smirked, circling her fingers around Brittany's clit, keeping her face level with Brittany's.
With Santana lying on her side and her hand lost between Brittany's legs she was able to kiss Brittany as she did so. It made it feel different, that they were closer almost, that she was doing something so intimate to Brittany with her hand, but she was still able to soak up all the emotions that flitted across Brittany's face. She was able to hear the soft mumbled words that fell from Brittany's mouth as she pushed her fingers inside her and she was able to whisper 'I love you' into her ear over and over as she built Brittany up.
She kept up the movement of her fingers, thrusting in and out of Brittany, she marveled at the way Brittany's abs tensed as she did so, she watched the way Brittany's breasts bounced in time to her movements and she also watched the way Brittany's fingers found her free hand and squeezed them tight as she climaxed.
Santana watched it all, took everything in, the way Brittany unraveled next to her, the way her hips bucked off the mattress, the way Brittany's tummy tensed, her legs shook, the way her moan lasted much longer, piercing the air with its high pitched wail. Santana was mesmerized with the scene. It still took her breath away that she could make Brittany feel this good.
After Brittany recovered she opened her arms wide for Santana to fall into. Santana pulled her fingers out of Brittany and rested her head back on her chest.
"I love you," Brittany staggered, her breath coming back slowly.
She could feel the smile on Santana's face grow against her chest as she spoke the words back and they both settled into a light sleep, warm enough from the heat of the others body.
They came around again an hour later when a phone beeped. Groggily opening their eyes they both clung to the other tighter, not wanting to be roused from their bubble.
"Is that yours or mine?" Brittany asked, motioning to the sound when it beeped again.
"Must be yours," Santana mumbled. "Mines turned off, I don't even know where I put it."
After a minute Santana's tummy grumbled causing it to vibrate across Brittany. Both sat up laughing as Brittany located her phone. It was a message from Sugar;
Hope you love birds had an awesome time last night! Sure I heard your name being screamed ; ) come to breakfast – fresh meat! Xxx
"Who was it?" Santana questioned, walking over to her drawer to pull some clean underwear on.
Brittany dropped the phone as she followed Santana across the room. "Just Sugar," she answered, "She says we have new people at camp."
Not looking up, Santana stepped into some sweat pants and found her bra from last night, grabbing it and putting it on. She looked up to find Brittany pouting.
"What's up?" she laughed.
"You're not naked anymore." She answered sadly, the pout instantly resurfacing.
Making her way over to Brittany, Santana wrapped her arms around her and leaned up to kiss her.
"How about we go for breakfast, because I'm starving," she smiled, "then we come back up here and have a shower together?"
Wrapping her arms around her waist, Brittany hummed, "I like the sound of that."
Sharing one last kiss Santana moved to find Brittany some sweats, not wanting her to go for breakfast in last nights date clothes.
Once they were dressed, Brittany stood waiting for Santana to lock the door before they made their way down to breakfast. On the way, Santana took Brittany's hand in hers.
Brittany eyed her carefully, "what are you doing?" she asked looking down at their entwined hands.
"Holding my girlfriends hard," she answered sassily.
Brittany laughed at her and squeezed her hand tight.
"I'm not hiding anymore Britt," she answered, looking at the girl, causing Brittany to lean down and kiss her on the lips, her heart beating fast at her words.
"You're serious?" she questioned.
"Absolutely, I love you Britt." She answered as they came into the clearing overlooking the breakfast tables.
They only had eyes for each other as they walked over to the tables, their hands swinging back and forth between them, huge smiles on their faces.
What did stop them in their tracks though was the voice of a guy, "well, well, here she is, hey Lopez, over…. here."
Brittany felt Santana freeze, then she felt the morning breeze hit her now empty hand and then she heard the voice again, "what the hell Lopez?"
One word fell from Santana's lips as Brittany turned her head to follow the voice.
"Puck," Santana gasped.
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