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I will be doing the Rumours episode next. It might take a while because it's a pretty long Brittana episode. But first, let me give you some sweet Brittana moments.
"Hi." Brittany approached Santana in the back row.
"I... um... I'll leave you two to talk." Karofsky excused himself and exited the auditorium.
Santana stood up and said "Hey, Britt. You were so great." she smiled at her. "By the way, I'm sorry." as she looked at her own shirt.
Brittany placed a hand on Santana's waist. "I'm so proud of you. I really am."
"But I-" Santana tried to explain.
"Don't worry about it. I'm just so happy that you wore the shirt." she hugged Santana. "So, you wanna eat dinner with me? Artie said that he's got an appointment to the doctor so I'm free tonight."
"Um, yeah, sure." Santana gave her a shy smile. She was still a little bit uncomfortable with being touchy with Brittany again.
Brittany's smile widened. She handed her blue jacket to Santana. "Here. You might wanna wear these if we're going out."
"Won't you get mad at me for covering it up?" Santana cautiously asked.
"Compromise, honey. Besides, I really don't mind. You accepted and wore the shirt. That's more than enough for me, Santana." she lifted her pinky in the air. "Now, Breadstix? And it's my treat. Don't argue with me."
After dinner, they went to the local park's playground. It was starting to get pretty dark so there were no children playing anymore and the playground was filled by a chilly breeze and the sound of birds chirping. Santana sat on the swing, lightly swinging herself. They were quiet for a few minutes until she broke the silence. "So... you and me. What are we going to do now?"
Brittany was lying on the slide, looking at the horizon. "Hmm. What about us?" she got on her back to look at Santana. She smiled at the sight of Santana, slowly swinging herself, looking at the horizon. Santana looked so carefree. Like there was no problem in the world. Brittany wanted her, like this. She wanted to kiss Santana's problems away.
She stopped swinging and looked at Brittany. "I mean... are we like, back to normal? Like before Landslide kind of normal?" she bit her lip. She was nervous about confronting Brittany.
Brittany's smile ended when Santana bit her lip. She stood up and looked around. No one was there. She walked towards Santana who was still on the swing. When she was in front of her, she held the chains that held the swing and leaned forward to kiss Santana. She bit the lip that Santana was biting to remove it.
Santana met Brittany's soft lips and they kissed tenderly. She opened her eyes to meet two blue eyes staring at her. "Is that a yes?"
"Mhmm." she took Santana's hand. "Come, let's look at the pretty pretty sunset."
"Why don't we just run off to the horizon, where we can live freely and no one will judge us?" Santana jokingly suggested.
She dragged Santana to a nearby seat and asked her to seat with her. She put her left arm around Santana's waist while her right met Santana's hand. Santana leaned at Brittany shoulders; she couldn't feel more at home. They quietly watched the sunset. "San?"
"Hmm?" she snuggled closer.
"I learned something in class this week. But I hadn't had the chance to tell you earlier. Remember magnets in our science class?" she lifted her hand towards the horizon and raised two fingers. "Our love..." she said, pulling Santana closer to her. "It's like two magnets. North and South." she closed the distance between the two fingers and placed a kiss on Santana's temple. "Because we just can't resist the attraction between us, right? And when we combine, it feels like we were made for each other."
"Britt..." she removed herself from Brittany to be able to look at her face. "Yes, genius. We are magnets. And one day, I want to be able to tell the world that we are the biggest magnets made for each other... just give me time." she placed her hand on Brittany's cheek.
"Of course, baby. I'll give you all the time that you need. But let me help you. I don't want you going through that alone." she took Santana's hand that was on her face and kissed it.
"Thank you. I love you so much, Brittany S. Pierce." they kissed again. She tugged Brittany's shirt. She wanted more. "I've missed you so much. Can we..."
"Mhmm. But not here. Let's go home." she stood up and they walked out of the park, never letting go of each other's hands. When they were on the road where there were people again, Brittany let go of Santana's hand. "I wish I can hold your hand in public."
Santana frowned. "I wish I can too."
She shook her head and lifted a pinky. "Hey. It's okay. For now, this will do."
Santana linked hers and they headed to her house. Santana's house was in the part of the town where only a few people live so there were no nearby neighbors around. Her parents were away again for their respective jobs and so Santana was left alone in the house. Being the only child sometimes has its perks. There was no one to disturb them and they could do it literally anywhere they wanted in the house.
The moment Santana shut the front door, Brittany pinned her on it. She swiftly unzipped Santana's jacket and threw it across the living room. She took a quick second and marveled at the beauty of Santana wearing the shirt that she made for her. She slipped her hand in from the bottom of the shirt and put a firm grip on one of Santana's quickly followed removing her shirt and unclasping her bra.
Santana muttered in between kisses, "You're." she pulled Brittany's shirt up, "wearing." unclasped Brittany's bra, "too much." and pulled her pants down, "clothes."
She continued to remove her own pants then removed Santana's. They were now both in their underwear. "Carry you." she placed her hand at the side of Santana's thighs.
Santana jumped at Brittany, her hands on Brittany's neck, her mouth still on Brittany's mouth. Brittany carried Santana with her strong arms towards the sofa. She softly sat on the sofa, and then lay down so that Santana was topping her.
Santana kissed Brittany's sternum and nipped her left nipple. Her hands wandered to Brittany's waist. She paused and looked at Brittany. "You lost weight, baby?"
Brittany huffed a laugh at Santana. "Not now, San."
She sat on Brittany's groin and placed her hands on Brittany's stomach. "I'm not gonna continue unless you tell me."
Brittany smirked. She sat up and held Santana's butt in one hand, the other supporting her weight. Her hand slowly went deeper, fingers applying pressure to the fabric of Santana's lacy underwear. "Then I'm gonna continue."
Santana let out a moan but she bit her lip even before she can continue. She was not gonna lose this argument. "B-Britt..." she shook her head "...Look, I'm really turned on right now and I wants to get my mack on but you have to answer first: why did you lose weight?"
Brittany sighed. She really didn't want Santana to notice because she knew that Santana would really be concerned. Artie never notices the small things like this, Santana does. Every little detail about her. "I... haven't been eating well ever since..." she burried her head on Santana's chest. "...you know."
"Oh." she hugged Brittany and ran her fingers through her hair. "I'm sorry, baby. I'm here now. I'll call during your breakfast and dinner when we're not together. I'm gonna make sure that you're eating properly." She felt Brittany's smile from her chest.
"You're the best." she kissed Santana and her fingers got to work again. "Now, where were we?" She moved the fabric aside and was astonished on how wet Santana was. Her fingers adeptly moved, alternately putting pressure on her clit and entering her core.
"So.. eager..." Santana moaned. She was taken by surprise when Brittany suddenly removed her fingers then slapped her buttcheek.
"Off with your underwear!" she tried to say it in a serious tone but instead it came out as funny.
Santana obeyed and she watched as Brittany removed her underwear too. She couldn't help but get turned on with the sight of Brittany so when she finished and threw her underwear somewhere, Santana lunged at her. She kissed her roughly and left a trail of wet kisses from her mouth to her neck, breasts, navel and finally, her clit. She tasted Brittany; sweet as always, a taste that she missed. Her right arm reached up to hold Brittany's hand as she continued to assault Brittany's core. Her tongue left Brittany's core and was replaced by two of her fingers, which thrusted deeply. She slowly crawled up to meet Brittany's mouth.
Santana's thrusting made Brittany moan harder. One hand tightened the bond with Santana's hand while the other clawed the armrest. She sucked on Santana's lip to stifle her own moans. Her hips bucked forward when Santana hit a pretty sweet spot and she felt that she was so close to cumming.
She felt Brittany's walls tighten and started thrusting faster and harder until all she can hear was Brittany's moans of pleasure and the sound of the movement of her fingers in Brittany.
Brittany came loudly, screaming Santana's name like it was water in a desert. Her vision went all white, her hands and legs were limp, and her eyes were shut tight. "I... love you." she said, breathless.
"I love you too, baby." She can still feel Brittany's wetness in her fingers. She stared at the sleeping beauty in front of her, she looked magnificent in her postcoital bliss. Santana was still straddling at Brittany. She was in a bit of uncomfortable position for she was still very aroused yet she didn't want to disturb Brittany.
When Brittany came too, brown eyes were staring at her. "Honey, stop staring at me. I might melt."
Santana laughed. "I'm only looking at you because you were drooling, baby. Did I fuck you so hard that you went straight to dreamland?"
Brittany's brows furrowed. She lifted a hand to check if she did drool. "I did not!" she shifted and turned her and Santana. She was now on top of Santana. "I love it when you fuck me senseless." she paused "Not fucked. I love it when you make love to me senseless. Does that make any sense?"
"Yes. I guess it's better to make love to you." she smiled and gave Brittany a peck on the lips.
"Now, we aren't done yet. I still have to make love to you." her hands lingered on Santana's wet core. Her eyes full of lust and love combined. She started moving inside Santana slowly, savoring the moment.
Santana covered her eyes with her arm. She moaned and moved her hips toward Brittany's arm, wanting more.
Brittany took Santana's hand and moved it away from her face. "I want to see you babe." she entwined her fingers with Santana's and kissed her lips gently. She started to make her hand thrust faster and stronger and stopping when she felt Santana's walls tighten. "Let it out, Santana."
They were on the sofa, sharing a blanket. Santana was reading a book while Brittany was playing a game on her phone. Santana's head rested on Brittany's shoulders. She encountered a word that caught her attention. "Britt. Can I borrow your phone for a sec?"
"What for?" Brittany replied, still continuously tapping on the screen of her phone.
"Need to look up the meaning of the word rekindle." Santana kissed Brittany's shoulder. She placed her book on the table.
Brittany never stopped tapping. "I know that word. It means revive or restart or refresh." She smiled sideways, knowing that Santana was looking at her.
"So freaking intelligent." She smiled and kissed Brittany's cheek. She hugged Brittany tightly. "So, I guess that's a word applicable to us, huh?"
Brittany was still too engrossed at the game that she was playing. "Yeah, I guess it is." She knew that Santana was trying to get her attention so she wanted to play a game called 'make me notice you'.
Santana knew what Brittany was trying to do and she decided to play along with it. She leaned in closer to Brittany's ear, "Love, don't ignore me when I'm talking to you~." She whispered it in her most seductive tone. She noticed a slight hitch in Brittany's breathing so she knew that she was hitting the right spots.
Brittany's jaw tightened. She was losing the game that she created. Well, it was Santana anyway so she didn't really mind. "Are you flirting with me, Santana Lopez?"
"Nope. What are you talking about?" she fluttered her eyelids. Santana stood up and pretended to stretch and jumped a bit so that her ass would wiggle. "I'm gonna make some hot choco. Do you want me to make one for you too?" she purred.
"Sure, San." Brittany smirked. She took the second that Santana was away to regain her composure. She inwardly laughed at how she and Santana were like newlyweds, and sighed in satisfaction.
Santana came back carrying two mugs of hot chocolate. "With extra marshmallows, just the way you like it." She leaned towards Brittany who was still focused on her phone. The shirt she was wearing was pretty loose so Santana leaning gave Brittany's eyes full access to her breasts.
Brittany stared at Santana's breasts for a few more seconds until she helped Santana put the mugs in the table and exiting the game that she was playing. "Showing off your boobs isn't fair." She pouted.
"You pouting isn't fair!" Santana laughed. She hugged Brittany and this time, Brittany hugged her back.
She kissed Santana's temple and whispered "I was just thinking about that word. Rekindled."
"So you heard me after all. That's cute." She laughed, her breath tickling Brittany.
"You know I was just teasing you, right baby?" she looked at Santana. "Anyway, I have a quote about that. I read it somewhere in the internet. It goes like… "At times our own light goes out and is rekindled by a spark from another person. Each of us has cause to think with deep gratitude of those who have lighted the flame within us." Quote by Albert Schweitzer. You're my 'another person', Santana. You will always light a flame in me and I will forever be in debt to you."
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