"Baby, where do I go?" Brittany started looking around like a mad woman. It just made Quinn and Santana chuckle.
"Mama B, you look paranoid." Quinn started copying Brittany's movements.
Santana started laughing louder.
Brittany just glared at the two of them, which caused them to laugh harder.
"I just don't want to fuck this up. I know nothing…" Brittany started pouting.
"Aww sweetie, it's okay. Look, I have to go to the studio to start up before Jessie starts yelling at me for being late…again," Santana rolled her eyes. "So, Quinnie here will show you around." Santana leaned her body in and gave Brittany a lingering kiss.
Brittany smiled into the kiss and then started laughing.
Santana furrowed her eyebrows eyeing Brittany.
"Babe, it's just an awkward position. The little one makes you bend weird." She scrunched her eyebrows in a playfully manner.
"Whatever." Santana played back.
"Alright when you go off San, I'll be there soon."
Before Santana left, she stole a quick peck from Brittany. She then turned to Quinn. "Okay mommy. I'm leaving now." She gave Quinn a wink and Quinn just rolled her eyes and took Brittany's arm in hers and started walking towards their destination.
"So, what is it exactly I do?" Brittany asked nervously.
"Well, you're a choreographer. You really are talented. The moves just flow so naturally from your body. Don't be mad, but I kind of told Zach that you don't really remember anything because you hit your head and you have amnesia." Brittany's eyes went wide.
"Seriously B, stop doing that. He said it's fine. Most of the cast is either in the recording studio or shooting. Today it's only you and Zach choreographing new dance routines for the next episode. So you're starting on a fresh note." Quinn squeezed Brittany's arm for reassurance.
"I'm still nervous. Oh, um, what does Santana do? I keep hearing bits and pieces but not really exactly what she does." Brittany started looking down. She felt stupid for not knowing her own girlfriend's job.
"She's a major singer. Like huge." Quinn stopped walking and turned both of them around. She pointed to a huge group of what looked like teenage girls.
Brittany scanned the group and saw Santana next to two huge men dressed in back. They must be her bodyguards. Wait, will she be okay? She's being suffocated…
"Ha, I see what you're thinking. She's used to it." Quinn started smirking.
"What are you smiling at?"
"Oh, nothing… It's just cute how much you care about her. I always admired your relationship with each other." Quinn blushed.
"Thanks." Brittany smiled brightly.
They continued walking across the lot until they were standing in front of a tin shed.
"Well, here we are." Quinn knocked on the door. A man who looked in his early thirties opened the door smiling.
"Hey guys!" He turned to Brittany, "I'm Zach. We actually don't have much to do today. The cast members are either shooting the last scenes for the current episode or in the studio recording for the next episode. We don't actually get into the choreography until Monday afternoon. We have to hear the songs first. Seeing as today's Friday, we'll have the songs by Monday morning. Then, we teach the cast the moves by Tuesday afternoon." He scanned Brittany's face and then looked at Quinn.
"Shit, sorry." He faced Brittany again. "We'll go slow. I tend to speed talk. I just have so much passion for what I do and tend to forget how to breathe." Brittany started smiling and couldn't hold in the little chuckle.
"It's cool. I do the same." She looked down.
"Oh, I know sweetie." He winked at her.
"Well, I'll leave you two to situate yourselves. I'll have Kurt bring over the tapes you wanted." Quinn turned around to leave.
"Wait…Kurt?" Brittany was brought back to her 'dream'.
"Yeah. He works with us. Actually, we kept in touch with a lot of people from high school. I'll set up a dinner for tonight. We'll all catch up and we'll introduce you to them."
"I remember them. I just don't remember anything after the morning of San's 19th birthday." Brittany started biting her lower lip.
"Oh, well still, we'll catch up." Quinn gave Brittany a comforting smile and left.
"So, after Kurt drops the videos off, we'll watch them so we can play catch up on" Zach hooked his arm with Brittany's. This is going to be a long day.
Xxxxx
"Are you almost ready?" Santana was applying finishing touches on her makeup.
"Yeah, I'm ready now actually. But, I'm kinda nervous. I mean I don't remember anything after high school." Brittany sighed in frustration.
"B, they understand. Quinn talked to them. It will be fun. We're going to your favorite steakhouse and I'll be there and so will Quinn. If it gets too overwhelming, just let one of us know." She gave Brittany a small smile.
Wow, she's changed a lot since high school. She seems… happy. And relaxed. So far I haven't seen Snix, and hopefully I won't. I like this Santana. Although, I like any Santana.
"What're you smiling at?" Santana applied the last of her makeup and looked at Brittany in the mirror. Brittany was standing on the other side of the room.
She noticed Santana looking at her through the mirror and slowly made her way so she was standing behind Santana.
"You're just so beautiful. I can't help but smile whenever I see you." Brittany was gleaming.
Santana turned around slowly so she was facing Brittany. They looked deeply into each other's eyes and saw pure love and devotion.
Brittany's eyes went to Santana's lips. They're so soft and tender.
Santana licked her lips and closed the space between them.
The kiss was simple, but then Brittany slid her tongue against Santana's lower lip asking for access. Santana granted it without hesitation. Tongues were fighting for dominance and both of their hearts were beating out of control. I could get lost in these lips forever.
"Guys, let's go," Quinn stopped walking when she saw the two kissing. "Shit, again?" Quinn shook her head and smirked at the two women.
Santana gave Quinn the middle finger and pulled Brittany back into a kiss. Quinn cleared her throat and mumbled, "I'm still here."
Santana bit Brittany's bottom lip with her teeth and pulled on it as she pulled away. That was so fucking hot!
"That was so fucking hot!" Quinn stated staring at the two.
Santana rolled her eyes and gave Brittany a quick peck on the lips.
"Let's go. I wantz to getz mah eatz on!" She sauntered out of the room.
"It gets heavier when she's hungry. Or horny. Or… well it comes out a lot." Quinn laughed. "But, I'm not going to lie, that was freaking hot. The way she pulled your lip; hotness!" Brittany gave her a playful slap on the arm.
Quinn laughed, "let's go. Your woman is waiting."
Xxxx
While waiting for dessert, Brittany scanned the long table. She saw Tina, Mike, Kurt, Mercedes, Rachel, Puck, Sugar, Quinn, Finn and a few other new faces.
Brittany quickly learned that Tina and Mike were still together and they helped choreograph Santana's music videos. They also had their own dance studio. Kurt was single and Santana's assistant/stylist and they were really close friends. Mercedes was also a successful singer and often collaborated with Santana. She was married but her husband, Elliot, couldn't make it. Rachel was a Broadway star currently in Godspell. She was dating the guy next to her, Jessie, Santana's producer. From the looks of it, she and Santana were actually friends. They'd bicker but it was more of a friendly bicker. Puck was Santana's lezbro. They were just as tight as they were in high school. He still had that stupid dead squirrel on his head and he had a really sweet girlfriend, Daisy. He was also a famous rock star. Sugar was still rich from her daddy so she just hung around the others enjoying their presence. Brittany discovered that Quinn was Santana's manager and publicist. She protected Santana from bad publicity. Finn looked pretty bad. He was still as tall as ever, but he looked skinnier than ever.
Santana noticed Brittany eyeing Finn.
"He's going through a lot. Him and Kurt don't talk at all." She whispered into Brittany's ear.
"Remember when he outed me to the entire school? How a lot of us didn't talk to him and Rachel broke up with him?" Brittany nodded.
"Well, it was my 19th birthday party. We hadn't spoken to him since he outed me. He crashed it and kinda lost it. He went crazy. He drank a huge amount. He was upset about finding out the story his mother told him about his dad wasn't true. He actually got mad at me. We got into an altercation…" Brittany looked up between Finn and Santana. Santana noticed the anger in those blue eyes. She placed a hand on her thigh trying to calm the blonde.
"What did he do?" Brittany was fuming. The brunette noticed the tone in the blonde and squeezed her thigh, calming her down.
"He was beyond wasted. He started yelling at me and when I told him to chill he lost it. We got into a… physical fight, but Puck pulled him off before any serious damage was done. Mike had to hold you back from attacking him." No one fucking touches MY Santana!
"Why is he here then?" Brittany was still mad from hearing this news. But the hand on her thigh was distracting her.
Santana glided her hand up Brittany's thigh. She noticed Brittany shiver and knew this was calming her down. She couldn't resist the grin that was forming on her face.
"He actually works with Puck. He's the drummer in their band. Everyone is reserved around him because of what he did to me. Me, Quinn, and Kurt don't talk to him at all." She gave Brittany a kiss on the cheek.
"He feels guilty for what he did. Can't blame him. Everyday he tries to get me to forgive him. I've already done that, so I can move on, but he still tries. He gets me gifts and just tries to be super nice to me. I'm not mean to him; I just don't talk to him. I'm never going to stoop down to his level."
Santana shrugged.
"I still don't like that he's here." Brittany pouted.
A second later, her desert was placed in front of her and she squealed like a pig. Santana shook her head and laughed.
"You're adorable," but Brittany didn't hear her. She was too engrossed in the dessert in front of her.
"Typical Britt." Tina mumbled. But everyone heard her and started laughing. Brittany just continued eating her desert with pleasure.
"San, you better watch your girl. It's like she's having sex with that chocolate cake. She's even getting the whipped cream all over her cheeks." Kurt looked a little grossed out by the way the blonde was eating.
Santana looked her girlfriend up and down. They way she was eating did look sexual.
"B…" nothing. "Brittany…" nothing. "Britt…" nothing.
Santana placed her hand on Brittany's thigh again but this time it was placed higher. She started rubbing circles. Brittany was wearing short shorts so her skin was very much exposed.
Brittany looked up when she felt Santana's fingers rubbing closely to her center.
"Baby, you're getting whipped cream all over your face." Santana inched her face closer and licked her lips. She turned Brittany's face so her cheek was right in front of Santana's face. Santana stuck her tongue out and started licking the corner of Brittany's mouth. She turned Brittany's face again so she could do the same thing to her other cheek. Once she was done licking off all the whipped cream, she turned around to face the group. She wore a smug smile and was very proud of herself.
"See, I obviously turn her on more than that cake." Santana said confidently.
Everyone was still staring wide-eyed, and jaws basically touching the floor.
"I may be gay, but that was fucking hot. How do you live with these two?" Kurt asked Quinn.
"Trust me, it's hard." She was blushing. "Since Santana became pregnant, they've been fucking like bunnies. If you though high school was like a porno, you ain't seen nothing yet. You don't know how many times I've caught these two. They do it everywhere, and anywhere. Just when you think they're done, they start up another round. That's why I work out a lot. Need to release my own tension. It's like living in a twenty-four/seven porno. It's tough." Quinn was flushed.
"That is why we need to find you a fuck buddy Quinnie." Santana said seductively.
Brittany was too caught up in her own mind to hear the conversation around her. Once she snapped out of it, she grabbed Santana's face and planted a very heated kiss on those luscious lips. "Baby, can we go? Pleaaaaase?" Brittany pleaded and begged during the kiss
"Dang girl, well I'm done with my food, I could drive you back. Is that okay babe?" Puck turned to his girlfriend who was still staring at the two women making out.
She nodded, not looking away.
Puck rolled his eyes. "Come on girls, save it for later."
He literally had to pull the girls apart.
Xxxxx
"Oh…wow…baby…" Brittany said trying to catch her breath.
"I…know… you're so sexy B" Santana snuggled into Brittany's side.
Brittany pulled Santana closer into her, which was hard due to the baby bump, and kissed the top of her head.
"I don't think I've ever been so turned on in my entire life." Brittany started to drift off.
"Even after all these years, every time we do it, I feel like it's our first time." Santana intertwined their fingers.
"I love you Santana."
"I love you too Britt."
Xxxxxx
"Wake up. You fell asleep. I need your help getting her upstairs." Brittany opened her eyes. She tried to focus on the words. Get up? Help who upstairs?
"Cedes, come on."
Brittany opened her eyes and saw a distraught Quinn.
"What? Who?" Brittany said through her sleepiness.
"San. She fell asleep finally. But, I need your help getting her upstairs."
Brittany got up and she noticed her hands. They were dark. Fuck! Did I get into the chocolate again?
"Come on Mercedes, you're hands are needed to help me lift her up. Not for you to stare at." Quinn said with irritation.
No, no, no, no, no. Not again!