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During the episode Sexy.
Brittany's feelings for Santana were really bugging her so when Santana invited her to 'get their cuddle on'; she had excused herself saying that she's pregnant. Then of course by the next period, the whole Glee club including Artie, knew. Brittany explained that she thought she was pregnant because there was a stork making a nest in her house. Relieved sighs and muttered curses flowed throughout the room. She looked behind to see Santana, looking at her like she'd failed a subject. She leaned towards Santana to whisper "You told them, huh."
"I did. Because what the hell, Britt. I couldn't handle that." Santana rolled her eyes at her. Mr. Schue was rambling about Regionals and what song they should sing, while Rachel was the only one paying attention. Santana felt Sam's arm around her tighten, wanting attention. Instead of giving him what he wanted, she tapped Brittany's shoulder, who was sitting in front of her. Brittany looked over and smiled so she leaned forward and whispered with her sexiest tone "So now that you're not preggo, I wanna make you feel sexy tonight. If you're up for some sweet lady kisses, that is."
"Okay." Brittany raised her pinky and Santana linked hers. Brittany planned to confront Santana once and for all about their feelings that night.
Artie was curious of what they were talking about "What was that about, love?"
"Nothing. We have a cheerio thingy tonight. Coach Sue says it's monetary so we really have to go."
Artie squinted his eyes "Mandatory. It's mandatory."
"Yes sure babe. So, let's just move our Disney date night okay?" she kissed Artie's cheek.
After a few episodes of Sweet Valley High, Brittany stopped paying attention to the show and started to watch Santana. She kissed the side of her head. Santana felt Brittany's kiss and looked at her. Their eyes met for a few seconds. Tension built up, and as slow as it can possibly be, they leaned towards another.
Brittany let out a sigh when their lips finally met. Santana sat on her so she grabbed Santana's thighs and stood up. Santana held on tightly, lips still in contact with on another, as Brittany walked towards the bed. She threw Santana on the bed. Santana saw her taking off her top so Santana squeezed out of her dress too. When Brittany was fully naked, she saw Santana struggling to get out of her dress. "Let me help you, baby." she pulled Santana's dress and kissed her thigh. She then pulled Santana's black underwear and kissed the flesh beneath it.
Santana moaned at the act. She gripped Brittany's hair, eager for more. "Don't make me wait."
"Always so eager, Lopez." she decided to give Santana what she wants and started to eat her out. Her thoughts were lingered on what had to ask after so she pushed it away by doing Santana. Hard.
Brittany was unusually rough tonight. Not that she minds a little roughness, she knew something was bothering Brittany. But the pleasure Brittany was so intense; she forgot what she was thinking about a few seconds ago. She begged in between moans "More... Britt..." After a few more seconds of that rough assault, Santana's grip on Brittany's hair got tighter, her legs almost choking Brittany, her eyes shut, moans turned into cries and she came. Her grip on Brittany loosened, she can hardly breathe. "You." she tried to talk but she didn't finish it. She needed a few seconds to get herself together.
Brittany stroked Santana's hair, left soft kisses on her face. When Santana's eyes opened, she whispered "San, you okay?"
"Yeah... just... intense... what has gotten into you, babe?"
"Nothing. I just missed you." she kissed her again.
After a few more seconds of resting, Santana regained her composure and straddled on Brittany. "Now," she took both of Brittany's long arms and pinned it above with her right hand, "It's my turn to make you feel good." her left hand played with Brittany's breast, pinching and groping it, while Santana's mouth was busy with Brittany's mouth. She released Brittany's arms and crawled downwards, "do you mind? I'm giving you a hickey. Hope your boyfriend doesn't see." she kissed Brittany's inner thigh and started sucking on it. "You are so sexy. Like a goddess, Brittany."
Brittany smiled at the compliment. Artie always called her sweet names and it made her happy, but when Santana does it, her heart flutters. Her thoughts were interrupted when Santana suddenly entered two fingers and started licking her clit. It was so sudden that Brittany built up quickly.
When Santana barely even managed to enter a third finger, it was ejected as Brittany came. Brittany moaned as she tugged Santana's hair so Santana crawled up and met the blonde's face. "You are beautiful, Brittany S. Pierce." she kissed the closed eyelids.
When she opened her eyes, Santana was staring at her. She smiled and kissed Santana. They cuddle and stared at the ceiling for a few minutes, just wanting each other's company.
"Damn, Britts. Your hair is awful. Let me fix that for ya."
When Santana was almost finished fixing her hair, she decided that it was time to ask it. "I wanna talk to you about something." she paused. This is it. "I really like when we make out, and stuff."
"Which isn't cheating because...?" Santana waited for her answer.
"The plumbing's different?" Brittany sighed.
"Mhmm."
"But when Artie and I are together, we talk about stuff. Like feelings." she tried to push the topic forward.
"Why?" Santana was putting her lipgloss on and looked at Brittany through the mirror.
"Because with feelings, it's better." her voice got smaller. Brittany hoped Santana got what she was saying.
Santana panicked. Brittany knows something. She tried to hide it by her usual snark. "Are you kidding? It's better when it doesn't involve feelings. I think it's better when it doesn't involve eye contact."
Santana's walls are starting to build up again. She needed to get Santana out of her comfort zone to talk about it. "I don't know. I guess I just don't know how I feel about us."
Shit. Brittany wants to talk. She needs to stop this conversation now. "Look." it hurt Santana to turn Brittany down, but she can never know. "Let's be clear here, I'm not interested in any labels, unless it's on something I shop lift."
"I don't know, Santana, I think we should talk to somebody. Like an adult. This relationship is really confusing for me." that's it. If Santana doesn't give in, then she'll just try another time.
Santana answered with snark again, but the 'talk with an adult' thing made her think. Maybe they did need to talk to an adult. Someone open minded that won't judge them. "Fine."
They decided to talk to Holly Holiday.