"I just want to know something." Brittany asked after a few minutes of silence. Santana looked up and cocked her head to the side, "Is she better in bed than me. Does she make you feel as good as I do?" She asked, crossing the room as she did. Brittany cupped the latina's cheek and grazed her thumb over the girls earlobe causing her to shiver. "Does she know it's that simple to turn you on?" She leaned in and pressed her lips on the sensitive spot behind the girls ear, she gently sucked at the skin there.
"Brittany." Santana shuddered, her body betraying her by arching into the blonde. "I can't."
"Yes, you can." Brittany prompted, "How many times have we done this before. You know exactly what I can do, how I can make you feel." Brittany wrapped her arm around the slimmer girls hips as she pulls her into her own body. She pressed her lips against Santana's.
Santana felt wrong the minute their lips touched, yes it was familiar, because well they've been kissing for years; but it was different. The kiss was too hard, it was not as timid or sweet as she had become so infatuated with. She quickly pushed her away, "Stop."
"Please, S." The blonde stated as she leaned in again.
"No really. Please, stop." Santana said, moving across the room and sitting on her bed. "Please leave." Brittany huffed and stormed out of the bedroom.
Santana sat still until she heard the front door close, she let out a sigh once the noise rang through her ears. Quinn leaned against the door-frame, watching the girl struggle with her emotions as she sat on the bed.
"She didn't say anything, she just walked out." Quinn said, startling the latina. She closed the bedroom door and crossed the room and sat next to her on the bed. "What happened."
"You don't want to know." Santana mumbled, letting her head fall into her hands. "She came onto me. She kissed behind my ear, then kissed my lips."
"Oh." Quinn whispered, looking down to the floor. Santana turned her head and looked at the girl she was falling in love with.
"It felt wrong. It made me want to shower for like a week." Santana stated, "She wasn't you. She made me want you even more, if that was possible."
"Really?" Quinn asked, and Santana nodded. Quinn smiled and leaned over and pressed her lips behind the Latina's ear, reclaiming the girls skin. She pressed kisses down her neck and rested on her lips, gently nibbling at the darker girls bottom lip.
"I love you." Quinn whispered as she pulled the Latina back onto the bed with her. She wrapped her arms around the smaller girl and pressed her lips to the nape of her neck inhaling the sent of cinnamon and soap. "So much."