Disclaimer: I do not own Glee. But thank the Gods that the show starts back up in a few weeks, because I needs me some Brittana.
a/n So I want to thank the reviewers again, especially the ones who have been r/r since chapter one. I have to say that this is by far my favorite chapter of anything that I have written ever, and not just because of the sexy times. lol. So let me know what you all think. And rating wise, I think it is still kinda pg-13 but if you think I should bump it to M let me know. And big thanks to a certain Brazilian who is keeping me on point and writing even today on my Birthday. Much love. : )
Chapter 12
"Remind me to thank Quinn" Santana said as she closed the front door. Brittany turned to Santana wide eyed and all San could do was smile broadly. In the entrance hallway every possible surface had candles on it. She could hear soft music eminating from the living room, and suspected that the candles probably continued in there as well. She took Britt by the hand and walked them to the living room. They both looked around the room in awe. There were more candles adorning every open surface. The flat screen TV on the was running a dvd of a crackling fire place. On the coffee table was a tray of chocolate covered strawberries and an ice bucket with a chilled bottle of champagne and two glasses. There was music playing that Santana didn't recognize but Brittany seemed to know it.
"Wow Santana. You did all this for me?" Brittany said gently.
"Well technically Quinn and the Hobbit did all of this, but yeah, it is for us babe." Santana walked Brittany over to the couch where they both sat down. She poured them both a glass of champagne, at Britt's insistance she had called her doctor to make sure that it was okay for her to have a few drinks and he had said it was fine. She handed the glass to Santana who was looking at Brittany in awe. The way that the candle light played across her skin and radiated in her blue eyes was mesmerizing. She felt a blush creep across her cheeks and hoped that Brittany hadn't noticed. Britt reached across and ran her fingers over Santana's now pink cheek and leaned over and placed a soft kiss on both cheeks.
"I kinda like this new shy Santana. It's sweet, but I love you either way. Sweet and shy or cocky and full of swagger. Cuz swag is really sexy." Santana couldn't help but laugh. She had a bit of a hard time imagining herself cocky, but then she thought about the way that she seemed to switch to full on bitch with Quinn and Rachel.
She picked up a strawberry and leaned across, bringing the fruit up to Brittany's lips. Brittany glanced down to the fruit, up to Santana's deep chocolate eyes, and then back down to the fruit. As it touched her lips her eyes closed and she couldn't help but let out a small moan at the taste of the fruit, and most importantly the soft touch of Santana's fingers as they casually brushed against her lips. Santana couldn't help but smile at the small surge of electricity that shot up her hand at the contact. Santana reached down to the table and picked up her glass, taking a small slow drink as the music on the stereo changed. Brittany's eyes shot back to hers, clearly recognizing the song. Something about the piano tugged at Santana and she stood up and offered her hand to Britt.
"Dance with me Britt?" Santana wasn't really sure why this song was important, but she could tell by her own reaction and that of Brittany that it meant something to them both. Brittany just nodded as she took Santana's hand and they stepped into the space between the coffee table and the TV. Santana, working on instinct placed her hands on Brittany's hips as the tall blonde slid her arms around the smaller latina's neck. They both started to sway in time to the music, their bodies naturally pulling closer together. Santana wrapped her arms tighter around Brittany's trim waist and realized that she was humming along to the music. Britt shifted her head so that she could look at Santana, who began to sing softly.
"And the Songbirds are singing, like they know the score, and I love you, I love you, I love you, like never before." She wasn't even sure that those were the right words, but in that moment she knew that they were the right words. Santana focused her eyes on Brittany who looked as though she might cry and took a few seconds before she could speak.
"I do Britt. I love you." Her voice was so soft and shaky that she was afraid that Brittany might not have heard her. But after several seconds Brittany smiled and leaned in, placing her lips against Santana's in a gentle kiss. After several moments both girls felt the need to deepen the kiss. Britt ran her tongue along Santana's lower lip, begging for entrance. Santana gladly parted her lips to allow Britt in, moaning at the new sensation. When breathing became an issue the both unwilling broke the contact. Brittany rested her fore against Santana's with her eyes closed for several seconds before speaking. She pilled back far enough to make eye contact with Santana before she spoke.
"I love you so much Santana. Let me show you how much. Please?" Santana nodded her head before crashing her lips back into Brittany's. She knew that she needed this. They needed this, to reaffirm their connection, their love. She slid a hand back onto Brittany's hip and started to lead them towards the bedroom.
Quinn had outdone herself. Once again, every flat surface was covered in candles, but the floor leading up to the bed was sprinkled with rose petals. Soft music was playing from the clock radio on the night stand. As they edged their way towards the bed Santana pulled back, a wave of nervousness washing over her. What is she didn't know what to do? Or she was really bad at "it"? Brittany seemed to sense her wife's fear and pulled her back close.
"Do you trust me?" Santana looked at Brittany slightly confused. "Seriously San, do you trust me?" Santana looked deep into her wife's eyes and knew that she trusted this woman with her life.
"With all my heart babe." Britt smiled and crashed her lips back into Santana's who whimpered softly at the contact. Britt's hand went to work immediately on removing Santana's dress. Her nimble fingers found the zipper and slid it down, allowing gravity to drop the dress to the floor. As it pooled at Santana's ankles Britt broke contact for a few seconds to drink in her lovers body clad in only a matching set of black lingere. Santana tried not to blush as she stepped back forward, closing the distance and fumbled slightly trying to get Brittany's dress off. Britt laughed and her wife gently as she reached around and unzipped her own dress, allowing to fall like Santana's.
Santana growled softly at the vision in front of her. She may have only had memories that extended back a few days, but she was sure that there wasn't anything more beautiful in the world. Both women stepped forward almost in unison and brought their lips back together. Santana ran her hands tentatively along Britts abdomen, eliciting a small giggle from the blonde. Santana pulled away, but the look she recieved from Britt told her that it was okay. She brought her lips back to Britt's as the blonde maneuvered them to the bed. She pushed Santana down on her back gently as she kept kissing her wife's now kiss swollen lips. Brittany pulled back from Santana for a few seconds.
"San, this is all about you tonight okay? Let me take care of you." Santana nodded as she tried to relax.
Brittany kissed Santana hard, pressing her back against the bed. Santana allowed her body to relax into the softness of the bed. Britt positioned her body over Santana's, letting her thigh come to rest against the smaller girl's core. After a few minutes Brittany pulled her lips away from Santana's and began to kiss down the column of Santana's neck. She reached the spot behind her ear that she knew drove her crazy. The second that Britt's hot mouth reached below her ear Santana felt a shift in her body. Suddenly everything was revolving around her lower body. She felt like all the liquid in her body was pooling just below her waist. Several times she felt her hips arch up against Britt, pressing into her thigh, almost with out her control. Her breathing as Brittany moved farther down her body became more ragged, and her sensetivity seemed to skyrocket.
Brittany spent several minutes exploring Santana's neck, leaving several love bites to show that she had been there. She then made steady progress down her lovers body, tasting mocha colored skin as often as possible. When she reached the swell of Santana's breast she couldn't stiffle a gasp in appreciation. Her still bra clad breasts, and nipples, were straining to be freed. Britt ran a deft hand behind Santana and flipped the clasp open, allowing Britt to slid the offending article off and throw it to the floor. She leaned back for a few seconds, drinking in the sight of Santana's body before resuming her activity. She ran her tongue quickly over Santana's hardened nipple, causing the latina's hips to buck up against Britt's body again, now searching for friction.
Brittany smiled as she saw Santana's bodies need. She decided to help the girl out as fast as possible, with a small detour on her way to Santana's now soaked center. She ran her hands along Santana's hips, sliding her black panties down, tossing then aside like the recently discarded bra. Brittany ran her tongue over the tattoo that adorned Santana's hip, causing the smaller girl to whimper at the contact. Britt took her time, tracing each letter of her own name with her tongue, before returning to her original destination. She already knew that Santana was close, just from the way that her chest rose and fell, trying to get enough air. She dipped her head forward and let her mouth explore Santana. It only took a few moments for San to be at the edge, Brittany slid two fingers into Santana, whose hips drove forward against the senesation. Several strokes and Santana fell screaming over the edge, body awash in pleasure and love. Brittany rolled onto her back, her own body responding in kind to Santana's orgasam.
Santana's breathing was ragged, her mind non functional for several minutes. Eventually she rolled over and laid her head on Brittany's chest. She nuzzled into the warmth, feeling sleep over taking her. She lifted her head for a few seconds, letting Brittany's eye's settle on hers. Santana gave Brittany a goofy grin before she spoke.
"I love you Brittany Pierce-Lopez."
"And I love you San." Santana sighed and dug her head into the crook of Brittany's neck, contented.