Hi, I do not own Glee. Please review :)
First off, let's review the list. The ones marked with a (!) is going to happen at this chapter. Enjoy :)
To do:
x 1. Eat the dessert Brittany made
x 2. Buy liquor
x 3. Get in somewhere off limits
x 4. Shout how much we love each other in the same place
x 5. Get to know a stranger
(!) 6. Lie down on the road
(!) 7. Prank call a friend or an enemy
(!) 8. Sing loudly while passing by houses
(!) 9. Reenact the famous Titanic scene
10. Star gaze at the park
11. Kiss each other under the stars
(!) 12. Outdoor sex
13. Build a tent/camp
14. More sex
15. After sex selfie
16. Sleep the whole morning
"Jeez, that was a lot of sugar. I can already feel coach Sue scolding me internally." Santana patted her stomach and sighed. She opened the bottle and drank from it. She passed the vodka to Brittany.
Brittany got the bottle and drank from it too. It was good to feel warmth because she was starting to feel cold. She looked at Santana who was wearing a jacket over a red skin tight dress; Santana was also starting to feel cold. "Yeah same here." Brittany frowned.
Santana's feet was feeling numb so she slowly stood up and walked around the rooftop area. She smiled when she thought about how Brittany carefully planned this. When she reached a corner of the rooftop, an idea popped out of her mind. She ran quickly back to Brittany and took her hand. "Let's do nine! Titanic!" she pointed at the direction of the corner.
She stood up and went there with Santana. "Dibs on Jack." Brittany quickly said.
"Hey! Why do you always-"
"I'm blonde, I'm taller, I'm Jack." she smirked. "Besides," leaning in closer to Santana's head. "I'm always on top."
Santana pretended to look offended. "How dare you use that on me!" Brittany embraced her from behind and she gave in to her warmth. "Fine, fine. Kate Winslet it is."
"Give me your hand." she smiled at Santana.
Santana laughed a little because she thought that they were being the biggest dorks ever. She bit her lip and took Brittany's outstretched hand.
"Now close your eyes. Go on. Step up." Brittany guided as Santana stepped on the fenced ledge, wind blowing in her hair. She stepped up too, using the fence to support her weight and placing her hand on Santana's waist. Brittany leaned closer to Santana's ear and started to sing. "Come Josephine in my flying machine going up, she goes, up, she goes..."
Santana felt Brittany's gentle hands support her so she released her grip from the fence. She took a deep breath, opened her eyes and looked at the view. It wasn't water, it wasn't sunset, they weren't moving but she still felt like she was flying. Her heart was beating fast, wind kissing her face and she couldn't help but smile. "I'm flying!" She turned her head to look at Brittany. "Can we do the kissing scene too? Because I really wanna kiss you right now."
Brittany responded by kissing Santana, sweet and slow at first, then passionate and hard. She whispered "I want you." in between kisses. She gripped Santana's waist and jumped down, taking Santana with her.
"Shit!" Santana was caught off guard when Brittany pulled her downwards. "Fuck's sake Britt." Santana hissed. She turned around to give Brittany a death glare. However, her death glare was thwarted off by Brittany's carnal look.
"I want you." she repeated. She sat down and leaned on the wall.
Santana straddled on Brittany's abdomen, using Brittany's thighs as her backrest. She put two cold hands on both sides of Brittany's cheeks, Brittany pouted at the sudden coldness. "You're still pushing the outdoor sex, huh." she pinched Brittany's cheeks. "But it's cold, baby."
Brittany rolled her eyes. "You won't feel cold in a few minutes." she smirked and lightly ran her fingers from Santana's chin to her stomach. She kissed Santana, tongue invading each other's mouth. Her hand wandered to Santana's breasts, pinching and teasing each nipple. She cupped Santana's sex and she felt her wetness from the underwear that was in between. Her fingers slowly moved in circles around Santana's clit.
Santana let out a breathy laugh. "You..." she leaned away from Brittany's legs and closer to her face. "...don't play fair." Santana's hands left Brittany's cheeks and moved to her back, gripping her jacket's hood while the other gripped her hair.
She moved the fabric to the side and entered Santana's core. Her finger went in easy, she was really wet. "You're right. I don't." the brunette looked like she was about to say something really sarcastic so Brittany moved faster. The only reply she got was a moan and a lip bite.
Santana was torn between hating Brittany for fucking her at that place or just be thankful and enjoy it. But Brittany was right. She won't feel cold in a few minutes. She was feeling hot. Maybe because of the vodka, maybe because Brittany's fingers were slamming in her. All she knew is that she was close to cumming. "Faster... I'm c-close..." she hissed.
Brittany obliged and with a few more thrusts, her hand was drenched. She removed her fingers out of her, placed the underwear back to what it was covering and hugged Santana who was breathing heavily. "Feel warm now?" she brushed the hair of Santana's face.
When Santana regained her composure, she kissed Brittany's cheek and asked "Do I have-" but Brittany cut her off by kissing her mouth.
"I'm really turned on right now and I really want you inside me," she took her phone from her pocket and glanced at the time. It was 10:47pm. "...But we still have a lot to do and we need to go now." she kissed Santana's cheek and took her hand. They both stood up and Brittany gestured towards the bottle of Absolut. "We've done seven, we still have nine to go." she took the list from Santana's pocket and crossed out nine and twelve. She grinned at Santana, that mischievous grin she had whenever they did something bad, and gave the list back.
Santana rolled her eyes at Brittany as she took the bottle and looked around. They've made quite a mess. "Hey, won't we need to clean up?"
Brittany laughed at Santana. Santana stared at her with her brows furrowed. "Don't worry about that." she took her hand. "Let's go!"
They were walking towards the park, passing through some of the neighborhoods in Lima. It was 11pm so it was getting pretty quiet. Brittany insisted that they walk so that they'd burn all those calories they just ate. Pinkies linked together, Santana started humming to the tune of Rihanna's Only Girl (In The World) but her version was slower. "La la la..." she smiled at Brittany. "I want you to love me, like I'm a hot pie. Keep thinkin' of me, doin' what you like." she sang, slowly dancing to her own beat.
Brittany quickly understood what Santana was doing. She grinned and continued the song. "So girl forget about the world cause it's gon' be me and you tonight. I wanna make you beg for it, then I'mma make you swallow your pride." she danced gracefully, her eyes never leaving Santana as she twirled. "Want you to make me feel like I'm the only girl in the world, like I'm the only one that you'll ever love, like I'm the only one who knows your heart." she took Santana, swayed with her and dipped her.
Her heart fluttered when Brittany danced with her. She was pretty sure she saw some closed lights open at the noise that they were making, but at this point, she was so happy that she didn't really care anymore. "Only girl in the world, like I'm the only one that's in command. 'cause I'm the only one who understands how to make you feel like a woman."
They finished the song after walking and dancing a few blocks, laughing their asses off because there was a person in one of the houses that shouted, "Rihanna is a punk ass hoe!"
"Santana." she called Santana as she walked in the middle of the road. "There are no cars." she pointed on both sides and smirked at the girl.
"Oh right." she went to where Brittany was, looking at both sides to make sure that there wasn't a car on sight. They lay beside each other looking into each other's eyes. Santana took out her phone and posed for a selfie with Brittany. Right before she pressed the button, Brittany turned her face to kiss Santana's cheek. Santana smiled in satisfaction. They looked young and in love. She stood up because she thought she heard a car honk and pulled Brittany with her. A few seconds later, a car passed by.
"Aww, you saved me." Brittany hugged Santana clumsily and smothered her with kisses. She moved her hand towards Santana's pocket and took the list again. She crossed out six and eight. She glanced at her phone's time again and saw that it was 11:21pm. She looked at Santana who was staring at her. "What do you say we look for a payphone and call a sleepy beaut- I mean, dwarf." Santana's blank stare turned into an evil grin.
"Hi, is this the Berry residence?" Santana spoke with a fake British accent. "This is Amelia, Ms. Streisand's talent scout."
A sleepy Rachel Berry's eye widened. "S-streisand? Barbra Streisand?!"
"Yes." a few seconds passed. Santana thought that they have been figured out. "Hello, Ms. Berry, are you still there?"
"I'm sorry. I was just-" she paused. "Um. Nothing. Anyway, what can I do for you?" Rachel said with the sweetest tone she can muster.
"Understood, let me give the phone to my associate here, Ms. Edwards to explain why we called you." Santana gave the phone to Brittany, ran a few steps away and laughed her ass off.
"Hi! I'm Cindy!" a cheerful, higher pitched Brittany continued the conversation. "We called you on behalf of Ms. Streisand becase she is looking for talents and she saw something in you, Ms. Rachel Berry."
"Oh my god?! Is this really happening?! Tell me it isn't a dream!" Rachel's loud voice passed through the speaker.
Brittany covered the payphone receiver to release a snicker. She laughed a few more seconds along with Santana.
"Hello? Still there?" a worried voice.
Brittany took a deep breath and spoke. "Yes, ma'am. You are one of the fifty talents who will audition for her. I will give the phone back to Ms. Amelia now~"
Santana received the phone and she took Brittany's hand. "Hello. We will make you sing a song, just to test your voice, is that alright?"
"Yes, yes. I would be honored!" Rachel squealed.
Passed the phone to Brittany. They were now playing with each other's fingers, eyes never leaving one another. "You'll be singing The Internet is For Porn by Avenue Q." Santana was trying her hardest not to laugh. Santana was crossing out number seven from the list when Brittany passed the phone to Santana again.
"Um, what?"
Brittany drew in closer, put her hands around Santana's waist and nipped Santana's neck and that was enough to make her moan. "Uh..." she realized that she was on the phone. "Right. Um, you can search it. We'll give you a few minutes to study it." she covered the receiver because she felt Brittany's hand reach a nipple and pinch it. She looked around to see if there were any people. "What... Britt, I'm on the phone and we're outside!"
Brittany rolled her eyes. "Don't worry. I checked." she murmured, her breath tickling Santana. "No people, no payphone cam, no street cam." her hands crept along Santana's thighs. Santana met her lips and they kissed for a while.
Santana was brought back to the world when she heard Rachel throught the speaker again. "Are you ready to sing?"
"Yes, I mean, weird choice of song but I'm ready." Rachel started doing vocal warm ups in the phone.
"It's to test your vocal range." Brittany grinned and brought out her phone and opened the voice recording app. Rachel started singing and the two girls buried their faces to one another to muffle their laughs.
Hi, if you don't know that Broadway song, search for it on Youtube. It's hilarious. Sorry it took a while :)