Hi. I hope you enjoy the chapter. I also wanted to say thank you for all the follows etc. I freaked out when it hit 1000 followers so thank you all. You are all amazing. :) Now onto the chapter. The song is called 'Perfect Two' by Auburn. Fanfiction won't allow me to place a link, so I'm sorry. Hope you like it :) Twitter: NayaPLL
"Santana, if you ever want to sing a song, or two or whatever, you can do it now or never. Ryder and me will be leaving in an hour." Kitty spoke to Santana. She on the other hand was talking to Puck.
"Okay, thanks, Kitty." Santana smiled at her.
"Are you really going to do the thing we discussed?" Puck whispered to Santana. Brittany guessed that they didn't want her to hear what they were discussing, but oh well, she could hear it, and so she might as well listen.
"Yes, you know I never lose a bet. So I won't lose this one. Get your fifty bucks ready, mister." Santana whispered back.
"I thought you would have lost your touch by now Lopez. But I guess you're still as badass as you were back then." Puck laughed.
"As long as you know it." Santana winked. She stood up and turned around. She started to walk towards the stage. Quickly, Brittany stood up and grabbed the brunette's wrist.
"What is going on with you and Puck?" Brittany asked worried.
Santana softly sighed. "Look, Britt. It doesn't matter. Puck and me just have this little bet going on. But it doesn't have anything to do with you."
A sick feeling crept upon Brittany. "Does this have something to do with Sam?"
Santana had a cocky smile around her lips. "Yes, it does. I'm sorry Britt. But Puck dared me the first day that he was here to do this. I have never lost a bet to Puck and I'm not planning to lose this one either. I'm really sorry, Brittany. But remember, it's just a joke. It doesn't mean anything." She placed a hand on the blonde's arm, trying to sooth her.
Brittany shrugged off the hand on her arm. "What is it? What's the bet?"
Santana looked at her in confusion. "Why are you so mad?"
"What is it, San?"
Santana averted her eyes. "This stupid song Puck and me wrote."
Brittany rolled her eyes. "What is the song about? What does it say about Sam?"
"There are a couple of jokes about his enormous mouth."
Brittany rolled her eyes again. "You are not going to do this. Shut it down."
"Wait, what?" Santana stared at her.
"You heard me. You aren't going to sing a song about Sam's mouth, which is, yes, maybe a little bigger than average, but still. You can't sing a song about his mouth in front of all these people? That's just rude."
Santana averted her eyes in shame. "Look, it isn't personal to Sam. It's just a small, practical joke. It won't hurt anyone."
"Seriously? It will hurt Sam. And it'll hurt me."
"Come on, Britt. Puck will think I'm a laughing stock if I don't do this."
Brittany inhaled sharply before placing her both hands on the brunette's shoulders.
"Let me put it this way. Remember how we were talking about having sex?"
Santana nodded confused. "Yeah?" She asked.
"Well, if you sing your stupid song, you will not get on this body tonight, or any other night in the future for all I care. So I would strongly advise you not do this."
Brittany stepped a little closer and put Santana's long, black hair behind her ear. She brought her mouth closer to the ear shell.
"And I was really looking forward to fucking you tonight, Santana. Because your ass looks amazing in that dress. And don't get me even started about your boobs." Brittany whispered lowly. She could feel that Santana took a deep breath.
"But it's up to you. Singing a lame song to prove some stupid point to Puck, or letting me fuck you tonight?"
Brittany whispered before turning around and walking back towards the table. She sat down next to Marley, who was talking to some random dude Brittany didn't know. Her eyes however were following Santana, who was walking towards the microphone anyway. Brittany sighed. Was she really going to sing that song just to prove something to Puck? Seriously? Fuck.
She walked up the steps to the microphone. Brittany couldn't help but stare at how amazing Santana's curves looked in that dress.
She stood behind the microphone and placed her hands on it. She inhaled deeply before she started talking.
"Hi everyone. I'm Santana Lopez. I'm going to sing a love song for the newly wedded couple." Santana said, but she was staring at Brittany. She knew that the song wasn't for Kitty and Ryder. The song was going to be for her. She was going to sing a love song for her. A warm, fuzzy feeling spread over Brittany's stomach. She returned the big smile that Santana was giving her from up that stage.
She averted her eyes at first and looked over her shoulder. She nodded to the band behind her. A soft guitar started playing. Santana took another deep breath and started singing.
You can be the peanut butter to my jelly
You can be the butterflies I feel in my belly
You can be the captain and I can be your first mate
You can be the chills that I feel on our first date
You can be the hero and I can be your sidekick
You can be the tear that I cry if we ever split
You can be the rain from the cloud when it's storming
Or you can be the sun when it shines in the morning
Brittany knew that she had heard Santana sing before and it was amazing back then, but something made it even more beautiful than usual. And she knew it was because the song was directed at her. Everyone thought the song was about the new couple, but the both of them knew better.
Don't know if I could ever be
Without you cause boy you complete me
And in time I know that we'll both see
That we're all we need
Cause you're the apple to my pie
You're the straw to my berry
You're the smoke to my high
And you're the one I wanna marry
This song that Santana was singing was a simply, but beautiful song. Santana would occasionally glance over to her, but then her eyes shifted once again to the crowd. Or she would close her eyes if she would hit a high note, and it was insanely cute.
Cause you're the one for me (for me)
And I'm the one for you (for you)
You take the both of us (of us)
And we're the perfect two
We're the perfect two
We're the perfect two
Baby me and you
We're the perfect two
Santana sang a couple of verses and then finished the song. Everyone started clapping and cheering her on. She simply smiled, made a small bow and walked off the stage.
Brittany stood up and walked towards Santana. Before she could say anything, the blonde connected their lips quickly. She could feel a lot of people staring at them, so she didn't deepen the kiss, but just held on. For just a second. She just wanted to hold on for one perfect, never ending second. A second where everything feels perfect. A second where everything feels in balance. One second. And then she pulled away. But she could still feel the touch of Santana's lips on hers. And that was enough. For now.
"You were amazing up there."
Santana whispered a small thank you back.
In the corner of her eye, Brittany could see Puck walking up to them.
"Well, well, well. Look at this. I knew you would give up on the bet, Lopez." Puck laughed.
Santana glared at him. "Whatever, Puck. It was one bet."
"I knew you lost your touch, Lopez." Puck smirked.
Santana's eyebrows rose. "What do you mean, Puck?"
"Pearce over there got you whipped. That's what I'm saying. The Lopez that I knew
would have done that lame bet in a second, and now you didn't even dare to do it. You are whipped by that blonde girl over there. Just admit it." Puck walked closer to Santana.
Santana rolled her eyes. "Seriously, Puck? Grow up, please."
"What?"
Santana sighed. "Are you seriously still the same guy as you were in high school. Yes, I said yes to your stupid bet because I was bored. But soon enough, I realized that it was childish and immature. So I blew it off. Not because I'm whipped or lame. I just grew up. You should maybe try it some time, Puck. It might be time."
"I miss the old you, San. That's all." Puck said before walking away, angry.
They walked back towards the table and sat down. The rest of the evening passed by in a blur. After Santana's song, Kitty and Ryder left on their honeymoon. Soon enough, everyone started leaving. It was well after 1 am.
"Can I leave you with the rest, Henry?" Brittany asked Henry after most people left. Some bridesmaids were left and Brittany could swear that she saw Puck making out with some girl in the corner of the room.
"Of course, Miss. Have a good night." Henry said.
"Thank you, Henry. You did an amazing job with the wedding." Brittany smiled.
She pulled Santana's hand outside. "I called a taxi to drive us back to the house."
Santana yawned. "Good."
"Are you tired?" Brittany laughed.
"Maybe a little, but not tired enough to ruin the plans that I made for the rest of the evening. Because, if I remember correctly, I ditched that stupid bet that Puck and me made. And you know what that means, right?" Santana started trailing her thumb across Brittany's leg, just where the dress ended. Brittany could feel the Goosebumps where she had felt Santana's fingers on her.
She swallowed hard, her eyes focusing on the brunette's hand that was trailing up higher and higher. At the same time, Santana was inching closer so that their faces were now in kissing distance. Santana's hand left her leg and now slowly pushed up the blonde's face so that they were looking in each other's eyes.
Brittany felt her knees weaken by the darkness of Santana's eyes, full of lust. She unconsciously licked her lips before letting her eyes shut tight. She leaned in, first softly, but soon enough, Santana took over the kiss. The kiss started off slow, but was full of passion. Brittany had trouble keeping upright because her knees were getting all wobbly. She had danced the whole evening away, but she was sure that kissing Santana wasn't helping her balance.
In the middle of their kiss, they suddenly heard a car honking at them. They tore apart and saw that it was their taxi. Santana pulled her along to the car, opened the back door and slipped inside. She greeted the taxi driver and Brittany stepped inside.
"Good evening, ladies. Where can I bring you lovely ladies on this beautiful evening?" The taxi driver said.
Brittany said the address and explained which house he was supposed to drop them off. He nodded and started driving. Before Brittany could realize it, Santana had already climbed on top of her and started kissing her.
"Not here, San." Brittany mumbled against Santana's lips.
"Who cares, Brittany? He sure as hell doesn't." Brittany wanted to protest but she was loving Santana's lips on her neck way too much right now.
They made out until the car stopped. The taxi driver awkwardly coughed, since the two girls in the back seat were way too occupied to hear it now. Brittany tore away and handed the taxi driver an extra tip for the trouble. The both of them practically ran to the house, their hands intertwined. Since Mike and Tina were still at the party and the married couple had left on honeymoon, the house was empty and dark.
Neither of them bothered to turn on the lights since they were so busy kicking off their shoes. Their lips had reconnected once again, only now the kiss wasn't slow anymore. It was filled with lust and half of it was basically just tongues and teeth. Together they stumbled against many door, only to end up against their closed bedroom door. Brittany took her chance. She wanted to have the power now. Santana had long enough had all the power in their relationship and Brittany was now putting an end to that. She pushed Santana against the door. She pulled away for a moment to look at Santana's flustered face.
Her hair was messed up from the wild kisses they were sharing. Her eyes were even darker than before, more filled up with lust. Brittany couldn't stop herself any longer and pushed her tongue inside of Santana's mouth again. She pushed Santana harder against the door. One hand was shoved between the door and Santana's ass through her underwear. Her dress was still on, but it had shifted up high enough to give Brittany a good feel of Santana's ass through her red, unbelievably sexy underwear.
Her other hand was tangling in Santana's hair. Brittany then used her leg to open up Santana's knees. She then shoved her leg against Brittany's core, so that Santana was basically dry-humping Brittany's leg. She heard the brunette moan in her mouth between kisses and she slid her leg over her core once again. Santana moaned loud again. She then pulled away and mumbled: "bed now."
Brittany stepped away from Santana so that she could open the door. When the door opened, Brittany quickly pushed Santana on the bed. Santana just laid there, staring at the woman in front of her, her face a mix of love and lust. Brittany unzipped her dress on the side and pulled it over her head, revealing her sexy, black bra and matching tongue. She had to keep herself from laughing over Santana's expression. She was staring at Brittany's boobs, to then let her eyes shift to Brittany's flat abs that revealed small abs. She licked her lips and sat upright to pull the blonde on her. She then flipped them and undid her own dress. And now it was Brittany's turn to do the staring. She could feel how her own mouth fell open but she couldn't stop it.
The sight of Santana's body mesmerized her. Her boobs popped out the edge of her bra, pushing them up slightly. She had seen Santana in bikini, but this just didn't compare. She felt her underwear already awkwardly sticking to her core. Santana leaned in and they kissed again, but quickly started attacking the blonde's neck. Brittany moaned loud when Santana found her pulse point on her neck and her hips bucked. Santana started trailing wet kisses all over her body until she slowly reached her boobs.
She searched eye contact with the blonde, who nodded quickly for approval. Santana reached behind Brittany's back to unclasp the bra. She tossed it away to the side of the bed and mumbled.
"You look amazing, Britt."
After that one hand started softly rubbing over the breast, rolling the nipple between her thumb and finger. She then placed her soft; plumb lips over the blonde's erect nipple. Brittany moaned a loud oh. Her hips bucked into Santana. With every flick of Santana's tongue, she could feel herself get wetter and wetter down there and she just wanted Santana to fuck her already. She needed to be fucked and she needed to be fucked fast.
"Please, I can't handle it anymore."
Brittany gasped out after Santana had changed positions again; with her mouth on the other nipple and her hand on her other boob.
Finally, Santana started to place open-mouth kisses on Brittany's stomach, licking occasionally. She then lowered herself so that her face was right over Brittany's damping core. It was sticking awkwardly to her center and she was pretty sure that those panties were ruined. Santana hooked in both her thumbs into the black underwear and slowly, almost torturing pulled it down. Once it was on her ankles, Brittany quickly kicked them away, awaiting eagerly for Santana. She felt exposed under Santana's gaze, but the love in Santana's eyes made it okay.
"You are so wet, babe." Santana grinned.
"Just fuck me, please."
Santana moaned. "I love how you're begging."
She mumbled before diving in. She licked the blonde's core and Brittany let out a gasp. Santana's tongue felt amazing on her wet core. Her tongue started twisting around her clit and Brittany was already so damn close.
"Inside." She gasped out between moans. Santana looked up from between her legs and slipped her tongue between Brittany's tight walls. At the same time her thumb replaced her tongue on the blonde's clit.
"Oh my fucking god!" Brittany yelled. Santana quickly pulled her tongue in and out in the same tempo, using her thumb on the girl's clit to make circles. Her thumb started to become faster and so did Santana's tongue.
Brittany knew she was going to come. Her breathing was rapid and with every insert of Santana's tongue, she would moan.
"I'm going to, San-" Brittany yelled and that was exactly the moment she fell over the edge. Her walls tightened and she gasped out. Her legs trembled and Santana slowly let her come from her high by slowing down her tongue on her clit and she pulled out her tongue. She then lapped away the remains of Brittany's wetness.
"You taste awesome." Santana laughed when she plopped her head into the pillow next to Brittany.
"You are amazing." Brittany sighed out.
"I know." Santana laughed.
Brittany laid there for a second to catch her breath and when she got her breathing under control. She then swung her leg over Santana, so that she was straddling her core.
"Now it's your turn." Brittany quickly leaned in to kiss Santana.
She then started trailing her mouth along Santana's jawline. She knew that Santana was already really turned on. So she wasn't going to tease her endlessly. She had waited long enough. Brittany, without asking Santana's permission, unclasped her bra and stared at the delicious view in front of her. Brittany was right. Santana was already really turned on. Her erect nipples were already standing upright and Brittany quickly placed her lips around it.
She heard Santana gasp under her and she couldn't help but help. With her other hand she rolled the brunette's nipple between her thumb and finger, just as Santana did before. Santana's breathing became quickly more rapid and she moaned more and more.
Brittany decided to give in and left Santana's breast to kiss along Santana's abs. She pulled down the red panty and stared at the wetness. Santana was really, really wet. And it was all for her. Brittany brought up her face again to kiss Santana. With her right hand, she opened Santana's lips and touched Santana's core. The brunette's hips buckled when Brittany's thumb found the girl's clit. She quickly started making circles around it. At the same time, she was intensely kissing Santana. Brittany then slid in one finger, feeling Santana inside. She quickly added another finger when she felt that Santana could handle it. Santana's moans were getting louder and louder. Brittany then started kissing Santana's neck and jawline, because the girl couldn't keep up with the kissing anymore. She started inserting and pulling her fingers more quickly and she could feel Santana tightening more and more around her fingers.
"I'm coming. Shit!" Santana cursed out. Brittany put her fingers in one more time and Santana fell over the edge. Her eyes were closed in lust. She let out a loud moan and Brittany could feel her insides tightening around Brittany's, long fingers.
She rolled over the brunette's clit one more time and she then pulled out her fingers. Santana's breathing was still uneven.
"Your fingers were made to do that, you do know that right?" Santana gasped out.
Brittany laughed. She did have in fact long, slick fingers that were quite convenient.
"Britt." Santana said while she was looking at Brittany's side.
"Yes?" Brittany turned her head to stare back into those brown eyes.
"That was amazing. You are amazing." Santana said.
Brittany could feel the l-word hanging in the air, but she wasn't going to make the same mistake twice. She wanted to be sure. It was an amazing night. Not only the sex, but also the duet. She wanted to tell Santana so much, thank her for everything, but she was tired. And for now, words weren't necessary.
"You are pretty awesome yourself." Brittany placed a quick kiss on her lips.
"Good night, Britt. Sweet dreams." Santana said.
"Sweet dreams." Brittany mumbled back sleepily.
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