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Chapter 13

Santana awoke slowly, aware of the warm body entangled with hers. She smiled broadly as she began to think of last night. I really had all been perfect. The date, the walk, the candles, the music and then making love for the first time. Perfect. And now she awoke to the the bliss of being in Brittany's arms. Or more technically Brittany sleeping on her arm. Which kind of hurt. But still perfect. She snuggled her body even closer to Britt's if that was possible and the blonde gave a small sigh as her eyes fluttered open.

"Hi."

"Hey."

Both girls giggled and then Brittany leaned forward and gave Santana a soft kiss.

"Gods Britt... Last night was just..." Santana trailed off for a few seconds thinking about the previous night before returning to this moment. "It was amazing. You are amazing."

"Thanks San. It really was a perfect night. And now we can have way more nights like that. I mean if you want." Brittany sent Santana a mischevious smile and both girls giggled again. Santana leaned forward this time and captured Britt's lips in a short but passionate kiss.

"Yeah I definatly want." Santana shifted her body so that she was able to roll onto her back. Brittany followed her movements and rolled over so that she could lay her head on Santana's bare torso. "Hey Britt?"

"Yeah S?" Santana could hear the sound of sleep reentering her wife's voice as her breathing had already begun to shallow.

"That song last night. That we danced to. The one that I knew the words to. What does it mean to us?" Brittany lifted her head and shifted again so that she was propped up on one elbow, looking at Santana. Santana rolled over so that they were lying face to face, eyes locked on each other.

"Songbird by Fleetwood Mac. You sang it to me our junior year. When you were trying to get me back. You were still super scared of what people would think if they knew you were gay. So it was just you and me alone when you sang it. Well and Brad."

"Who is Brad?"

"Furniture." Santana cocked an eyebrow in question but when Brittany offered no explination she decided to move on.

"Did it work? I mean clearly I got you back at some point because you married me, but did it work then?"

Brittany let out a soft sigh and bit her lower lip. "Sort of. Only you were still to afraid to be open and let people know that we were together. So it was a few months still until we finally made it official. But it meant so much to us that it was our first dance together when we got married. It was amazing that you remembered it last night and sung it." Brittany closed the gap between them again and crashed their lips together. Santana slid her hand onto Britt's hip pulling them closer together.

"Geez you two, get a room." Rang out Quinn's voice. The two girls flew apart, both pulling the covers up to hide their very naked bodies.

"Holy fucking hell Quinn! What the hell are you doing in our bedroom? Or our apartment for that fucking matter. For fucks sake we are both naked! And please tell me that Rachel isn't standing right behind you!" The fire in Santana's eyes was visable from clear across the room and it made Quinn laugh.

"No she isn't standing here, she went to park the car. And it isn't like I haven't seen you both naked before. We used to shower in front of each other all the time in Cheerios. And I have seen you guys have sex so many times I should get an award or a merit badge or something." Quinn continued smiling and standing in the room. Santana at this point was furious. The only thing keeping her from getting out of bed and forcefully removing the blonde was her complete lack of clothes. "And clearly you both forgot that we have standing lunch plans on fridays. Well I guess that is partly my bad since you don't remember anything and Britt isn't so good with plans."

Santana sent a glance to Brittany who shrugged. "Its true San, I only make it to work every day because you remind me. I am bad with days, I find them confusing. Why do they all have to end in Day anyways?" In other circumstances Santana might have laughed at Brittany's comment but returned her focus to Quinn.

"Haven't you ever heard of a phone Quinn? What if we were, you know, having sex.?" Quinn laughed and then she raised a perfect eyebrow.

"I don't know, stood in the doorway and watched? Or maybe have joined in." She said with a shrug.

"LUCY QUINN FABRAY! How dare you even imply that you would have carnal relations with our two best friends. Ugh." Santana turned to Brittany and mouthed the word "Lucy?" and Brittany nodded an affiramative. The smile on Quinn's face dropped as she spun towards the door and began to stutter out an excuse.

"Rache, Rache! It was a joke! I was joking. Tell her I was joking guys." Santana shot her a look that clearly meant "Sorry but you are on your own with that one." They all heard the front door slam as Quinn turned back to the now highly amussed Santana and Brittany, neither of which could hide the smiles on their faces.

"Oooo girl are you in trouble. Good thing I put my gun away or else we woulda had a 125 up in here. Hey look I remembered something else!." Brittany smiled and gave Santana a kiss on the cheek as reward.

"Fat lot of help the two of you are Santana!" Quinn stomped her foot, in a manner that made Santana decide that she and the hobbit were made for each other.

"Easy there chicka we ain't the idiots that said that. Or barged into our friends apartment without calling first." Quinn looked to Brittany and saw that she she clearly wasn't going to offer any help. "So what say that you go find your la estrella and we will take showers and get ready. If she doesn't murder you and dump your body in central park than we will go to lunch."

Quinn huffed and nodded her head as she turned and walked out of the room. Santana turned to Britt with a smirk.

"Are they always that crazy?"

"Mostly. They are both drama queens. I bet they have awesome make-up sex. Speaking of sex, wanna take a shower?"

Santana let out a hearty laugh. "Totally."

Brittany leaned over and gave Santana a soft peck on the lips and then slid out of bed. She sauntered towards the bedroom, adding a little extra swing to her hips, giving Santana a bit of a free show. Santana couldn't help put let out a low groan at the sight of the naked woman walking across the room, the naked woman that was all hers. She quickly rose to her feet, as she heard the sound of the shower start.

Santana stepped into the large shower stall and stood in awe for several seconds, admiring the beauty standing in front of her. She let her eyes wander across delicate porcelain skin, long blonde hair and legs that seemed to go on forever. Brittany turned with a seductive smile. She walked over and placed her hands on Santana's hips.

"You do know that you don't just have to look San, you get to touch too. This isn't the museum. Which is good because they make my brain hurt." Santana let out a small nervous laugh. She really was fascinated at how the dancers mind worked. Santana mimicked Brittany's motion and brought her hands to her hips. Pulling their bodies closer together. Santana licked her lips uncosiously as Brittany leaned in bringing thier lips together.

A/N So I know some of you are gonna hate me for the chapter there but I have a reason. Two reasons actually.

#1 this chapter was gonna be really really really long if I didn't.

#2 I really need some feedback on the rating. I need to know if you guys are okay with me taking this story to M or not. I can go either way (thats what she said) so I need to know.