First time writing a love scene. It took about half a day to write and an hour to look over to try to catch spelling and grammar mistakes.. (I had tons of fun!). I'm not sure if I'll continue or just start a new story.. let me know what you think. Any feedback will be greatly appreciated. This scene focuses on Brittany and Santana.
Brittany's heart trembled, aching and yearning for Santana. Her body tingled with a sensation so stimulating that even the slightest touch from Santana made her body shiver, white dots matching the dancing lights spinning around the room. Brittany wanted to get lost in Santana, wanted to feel all of her, and was willing to give or do anything for her. She stared into the deep brown eyes hovering above her, combing away stray hair so that she can take in Santana's full face. From the hint of red flushed on her checks, forehead covered with a thin slick of sweat, swollen lips, and her slightly parted mouth, she took a brief moment to admire her girlfriend. Girlfriend, Brittany thought, mine. She felt a connection so indescribable and intoxicating. Unlike the assumptions of their peers, they didn't make love as often as suggested. Tonight, there was no hint of lust or carnal desire in Santana's eyes, just the look of love that whispered into Brittany's heart ideas of a forever. Brittany couldn't fight tears from slowly rolling down her cheek, the feeling of a warmth trailing down towards her ear and neck.
Santana, finally breaking away from their intense stare, lowered her head towards Brittany's face and gently placed kisses over the trail of wetness from Brittany's tears. The trail ended at her neck where Santana's kisses grew with fervor, alternating between the use of her teeth and teasing tongue. Lavishly she replaced the salty liquid with her own saliva. She allowed her kisses to stray along Brittany's collarbone and shoulders and decisively planted her lips where she felt Brittany's blood pulsing the strongest, amorously adding suction but careful not to leave a mark. Brittany's head slowly rolled back, her breathing fuller with arousal. Santana continued, feeling heat growing in Brittany's core. Santana pulled away and lightly placed her pointer finger on Brittany's chin. Adding slight pressure so that she can tilt her head forward to stare back into Brittany's eyes, she declared "Yours.. until my heart stops beating."
Brittany gradually inched back towards the head of the bed, tugging at Santana's shirt, impelling her to follow. As Brittany felt her elbows dig into pillows, she pulled Santana down, flushing their bodies together.
For the first time since she reentered the bedroom Brittany spoke, breathy and alluring, "As long as I have you, I won't need anything else. I want you to have me. All of me.. anything.. whatever you want."
"I'm yours." Santana repeated. At that moment, they no longer saw the other as a cheerleader or curious teenager, but as women, both wholeheartedly convinced that no other love would ever compare.
Santana gave Brittany a passionate kiss, slow at first, then eager. She forced her tongue between Brittany's lips, massaging their tongues together in perfect harmony. When Brittany let out a soft moan, Santana broke the kiss and whispered into Brittany's mouth, "Forever." At that moment, there was no doubt that Santana would have given Brittany the world.
Santana reached over to her bedside table and grabbed a strawberry by its stem. She playfully dangled it above Brittany's mouth, feeling pleasure filling her as she carefully watched Brittany's lips and tongue teasingly devour the fruit. Santana imagined that Brittany's lips and tongue were playfully dancing along her own warm skin. Juice trickled down Brittany's chin and Santana quickly licked the sweet nectar away. Brittany clawed at Santana's back, slowly drawing her blouse up. She playfully drew circles on the small of Santana's lower back, painfully teasing her way higher as she satisfying listened to Santana's breathing grow with eagerness as she continued to lavish Brittany's neck and collarbone with passionate kisses. Brittany tugged Santana's shirt towards her shoulders, skillfully unhooking the clasps of her bra as she peeled it over Santana's head. She carelessly threw the articles of clothing on the floor. Brittany lifted her head towards's Santana's bosom, inhaling the sweetness of her skin, rubbing her face between the two supple breasts hanging in front of her.
"Oh Tana.." Brittany whispered, cupping Santana's breast in her hands and working in firm circles.
"Yes, baby, yes.." Santana cooed in response, urging her girlfriend to continue. Brittany continued to fondle her, drawing circles around the rising nubs, squeezing, flicking, then finally planting her mouth onto Santana's right breast. Brittany alternate between circling the nipple and flicking it with the tip of her tongue. Santana couldn't suppress her whimpers nor the warmth growing between her legs.
"I'm your baby," Brittany quickly responded in the middle of her endeavor. Overcome with a burning hunger, she then took Santana's left breast in her mouth and sucked, knowing that the sudden change of vigor would drive Santana wild. Brittany ran her fingertips up and down Santana's back, adding pressure so that her nails left light red marks along the way. Santana's arms quivered, her ability to hold herself up over Brittany slowly faltering. Sensing her girlfriend's struggle, Brittany swung her leg over, pushed her gently onto her back, and straddled Santana's hips.
Now looking into her girlfriend's eyes rapt with desire she seductively ordered, "Make love to me like it's the only thing on your mind. But first, we're playing a game. Three rules. One.. grab your headboard and don't let go, no matter what. Not until I tell you that you can touch me." Santana raised her hands and secured her grasp on the cool surface of her headboard. Brittany looked mischievously at her girlfriend and continued, "remember, you can't let go... or else you lose and I'm sleeping on the couch. Two, don't move until I say you could, not one inch." Santana nodded, curious to see where this was leading. "Finally, try your hardest to stay quiet. Don't make a sound. Nod your head if you understand these terms." Santana nodded obediently, she loved it when Brittany took control. Brittany leaned down, placed her finger on Santana's lips, kissed her forehead, then declared, "The game starts now."
Brittany peeled her shift off, leaving her red lacy bra on. She ran her hands teasingly over her girlfriend's toned abdomen, up her sides feeling the indents of her ribcage, towards her arms and ended where Santana's hands were clenching onto the headboard, knuckles white and arms trembling in response to Brittany's touch. "Remember, baby, don't move. No touching, not until I say so.." Santana slightly nodded, anticipation burning in her core.
Brittany, still straddled over Santana's hips, gyrated in time with the music coming from the other side of the room. With sultry eyes she stared at Santana, who was biting her bottom lip painfully hard in order to silence the moans screaming within her. There was no way Santana was going to lose this game, part in her not wanting Brittany to stop and another because she was naturally competitive. Brittany then stood up, her hips still moving side to side, as she playfully tugged at her own waistband. Brittany snickered seeing that Santana was now trembling, her thighs conspicuously clenching together. She slowly drew her pants down in a striptease so arousing Santana's bottom lip started to bleed as she bit down to stifle sound. Brittany mischievously kicked her bottoms towards the head of the bed, covering Santana's wanting eyes. She then dipped back down so that her core rested on Santana's warm stomach, ducked down, and licked Santana's bleeding lip. "Tana, shhhhh... stay quiet," Brittany purred into her ear, before pulling her pants off Santana's face and throwing it onto the floor. Santana's eyes were filled with a mixture of emotions, love, desire, longing, and seduction. It only fueled her girlfriend, who had started kissing her with equal desire, wrestling her tongue against Santana's, clearly fighting for dominance. Brittany moaned into Santana's mouth, sounds so sexual it made Santana's will almost waiver. Brittany pulled away and continued kissing Santana's body, making her way to her navel, then playfully she yanked at her waistband with her teeth. Santana's eyes rolled back, her hips uncontrollably bucking, craving more friction.
Brittany placed her hands on Santana's taut stomach, forcing her down against the mattress and skillfully used her teeth to undo her pants while her hands continued to draw random shapes onto Santana's exposed skin. Brittany was eager, hungry to bring her girlfriend pleasure. She pulled Santana's pants off, placing kisses down her sexy legs. Santana was sure she was going to faint from the high, exponentially sensitive to Brittany's moist lips and tongue, her warm breathe and hair trailing against her skin. Brittany knew what she was doing to her girlfriend but smiled inwardly knowing that she was no where near finished. Brittany quickly removed her undergarments while examining Santana's face, her eyes screwed shut, eyebrows furrowed, and lips pursed.
"Look at me," Brittany beckoned as she admiringly ran her hands up and down Santana's legs, unable to hide a sigh of appreciation when she ran her fingers dangerously close to Santana's warm and moist core. Brittany hiked Santana's right leg up and crawled up Santana's body, straddling Santana's leg just above the knee.
"Keep your eyes me, Tana. You still can't speak a word, but I'm allowing you to make sexy sounds now. I wouldn't want you to bite your lips off." Brittany waited for her to acknowledge her and then placed her hands next to Santana's on the headboard, allowing her to stretch her body forward, adding pressure between her legs against Santana's thigh. Brittany rhythmically rocked her hips forward and backwards, feeling her wet pussy glide over Santana's thigh. Brittany let out a low moan, never taking her eyes off Santana. Her rocking grew feverishly in roughness and the burning in her core intensified. Brittany's breathing was mixed with uncontrollable whimpers, her clit dancing on Santana's thigh.
"Tana baby, this feels sooo good.. uuuuhhh... ugghh." Brittany felt her stomach clench and her legs trembling. Santana responded with high pitched moans, so erotic and full of want, her sounds bouncing off the walls and filling the room. Brittany's gyrations sent Santana over the edge as she felt herself growing wetter. Santana never took her eyes off her girlfriend, observing Brittany's mouth hanging open and her body gracefully swaying, reminding her of waves crashing onto the shore. Brittany grabbed Santana's left hand, prying it off the headboard and placed two of her fingers in her mouth. She sucked Santana's fingers in time with her rolling hips, her eyes rolling towards the back of her head as she felt the impending surge of pleasure take over her body.
Santana let out a growl, losing all self control she bucked her hips up and hiked her leg higher to change the angle of her thigh. "Tana... uggggh.. yooo-oou move.. now.. touch me." Without hesitation she flipped Brittany onto her back and ferociously kissed Brittany. Staring at her neck, nipping at her collarbone, and planting her lips on Brittany's left breast she sucked, bit, and delighted in the tightly raised nipple. Using her hand she caressed Brittany's legs, slowly pushing them apart. There was no need for added foreplay. Santana plunged two fingers deep into Brittany and switched her attention to Brittany's right nipple. She sucked hard, using her lips and teeth to squeeze her breast and nipple in her mouth while continuing to pump her fingers.
Brittany's hip rocked into Santana's hand in rhythm. "Faster," she gasped. Santana obliged, two fingers wildly plunging into Brittany, her thumb circling the hardened clit. "Uuuughhh.. baby...Tana... Tanaaaaaaa!" Brittany exclaimed.
Santana's arm was sore but hearing Brittany's moans and feeling her girlfriend's wetness and warmth fueled her to continue. She pumped harder and faster, feeling Brittany's walls tremble and clench whenever she hit a spot she knew all to well.
Santana pushed herself up. Alternating between looking deep into Brittany's eyes and placing kisses along her jawline and lips, she used her own hips to help push her fingers deeper into Brittany. Brittany sucked in air, her body trembling uncontrollably, her hands grabbing onto Santana's shoulders, surely hard enough to leave the imprints of her fingernails along smooth brown skin. Brittany came undone, rolls of pleasure erupting through her body. Santana, feeling Brittany's walls spasm around her fingers and her hand covered with Brittany's fluids, erupted in equal pleasure. She continued to place light kisses along Brittany's body, her fingers still enjoying the clenching of Brittany's walls. When Brittany's spasming stopped, Santana slowly pulled her fingers out and quickly placed them in her mouth. Brittany watched as Santana licked her fingers clean, Santana's lips curling up into a seductive smile.
"So hot when you do that," Brittany confessed before quickly pushing Santana onto her back, "your turn." She placed a peck on her lips before making a beeline down Santana's stomach. Brittany admired Santana's glistening pussy, playfully purring and humming as she teased her inner thighs. Wrapping her hands around Santana's legs and pulling her core closer, she softly nipped at Santana's folds. Santana could not take anymore teasing, calling out Brittany's name and begging for her to enter. Brittany licked up and down, easily finding Santana's throbbing clit. Each time her tongue flicked at the nub, Santana drew in a breathe, her pelvis twitching in response. She reached down and grabbed Brittany's head, entwining her fingers in blonde hair and gently pushed down.
Brittany smiled into Santana's thigh then placed two fingers into her girlfriend, looking up to see Santana's head roll back and hips arching off the mattress. She withdrew her fingers tauntingly slow, driving Santana wild. Placing her mouth around Santana's clit, she sucked and lick and nibbled, Santana screaming for more. Brittany was usually the dominant one and Santana never complained, but Brittany wanted to forfeit all control and let Santana set the pace. She rose from her fours, placed her knees against Santana's wet thighs, and with her free hand pulled her girlfriend up so that she was now straddling her waist. She continued to massage the interior of Santana, playfully rubbing her face against the breasts she loved so much. They kissed passionately, exchanging moans and breathe as if it was their life support.
"Take me Tana, however fast or slow.. you're in control now," Brittany whispered into her ears. On command, Santana rocked her hips against Brittany's hand, feeling a jolt of pleasure every time her clit bumped into Brittany's palm.
"More," Santana whimpered, her hips rolling back and forth, up and down, feeling Brittany's fingers spreading her walls.
"You're so tight, I don't want to hurt you," Brittany responded. Santana whimpered in a low husky tone, "More."
Brittany withdrew her fingers and reinserted them slowly, three fingers now stretching Santana's opening. She braced Santana's lower back in support and stilled her movement to allow Santana to get comfortable with the new intrusion.
"MMmmmmM.. Brit.." Santana gasped placing her arms around Brittany's neck, her stomach muscles clenching and quivering.
"Tana, take me," Brittany repeated before kissing Santana's neck and gently sucking on her earlobe. "You're in control now... ride."
Brittany braced Santana's back, tilted back to better angle her fingers, and signaled for Santana to move. Santana gyrated and bounced up and down, her breaths shorter, sharper, grunting and exhaling each time she felt Brittany's fingers fill her.
"I'm so close!" Santana yelled, thankful that her parents were not home.
"Come for me Tana," Brittany encouraged lovingly. Sweat dripped down Santana's back, her legs trembling and on fire. She threw her head back, eyes screwed shut, mouth the shape of an oval, and vigorously rode Brittany's wanting fingers. Brittany curled her fingers, adoringly intent to Santana's every movement.
"I love you." Brittany declared, feeling the trembling of Santana's thighs and pelvis, moments before Santana moaned in release. Brittany held Santana close, then gently laid her down, slowly slipping her fingers out after Santana rode her orgasm. Santana's whole being trembled in ecstasy.
Brittany collapsed next to Santana, her face nestled against Santana's neck. Santana and Brittany were both high off of euphoria, bodies flushed together, panting, their bodies tingling with pleasure. It was silent for a little while and Brittany's mind raced with overwhelming thoughts. She couldn't stop herself from crying, her breaths hiccuping forcefully as she tried to mask her tears.
"What's wrong Brit?" Santana was surprised to feel that her checks were also wet. Brittany sniffled, then replied, "Just hold me please."
Once Brittany calmed down, she propped herself up on her elbows. She looked into Santana's eyes, moved to see that she too had been crying. "I'm scared Santana..."
Santana cupped Brittany's checks with her hands, using her thumbs to brush away the wetness. "What's going on in that brain of yours?" Brittany rolled off Santana and sat on the edge of her bed. Santana followed, wrapping her arms around her waist from behind. Brittany took a couple deep breathes, dropped her head, then cleared her throat.
"I love you Santana. I've loved you for a long time. I'm a simple girl, who happened to fall in love with her best friend. I still can't believe you're mine. I'm lucky and I never take that for granted. I can't imagine a life without you.. just thinking about it hurts badly, it's lonely, and it scares me. When we leave Lima to go to Los Angeles, I'm afraid that with all the opportunities, people, new experiences, you'll leave me behind..." Brittany drifted off in thought. Santana didn't want to say anything hoping that Brittany would have the courage to continue; instead, she rested her chin on her shoulders and noticed that Brittany was now shivering. Santana reached for her blanket and draped it around Brittany, holding her a little snugger around the waist hoping it would offer some sort of comfort.
"... What if you lose interest in me, find someone better, or get so involved in a new life that I won't have any place in your future.. what if my love isn't enough?" Brittany silently cried, allowing the tears that swelled in her eyes to pool over.
Santana felt a hard tug in her chest and her throat closing up. She too started to cry. She got up from the bed and knelt on the floor in front of Brittany, taking her hands in hers.
Brittany continued, "I know that Lima is just a small city, but I know that out of the millions of people on this world no one will ever make me feel the way you do. I'm scared that once we leave this city behind, those millions of people will tear you away from me." Brittany was now sobbing, her breath hitching in quick and shallow breaths. "I can't promise you that I can give you everything you want in life... But I can promise you that you have my heart, it's yours to keep for as long as you want it. I want to be good enough for you, I want to provide you will everything your heart desires, I just want to know that for the rest of my life I can wake up knowing that you'd be by my side, loving me for the simple girl I am. I don't know much, but I know that I love you and that I will continue to love you for as long as I live.. your love.. that's enough for me." Brittany was no longer able to speak having just confessed one of her darkest fears. She couldn't continue from fear of imagining Santana disappearing from her life or the possibility of her thoughts manifesting itself in reality. She cursed herself under her breath wishing she could be better, a better student, a better girlfriend, a better anything.
Santana brought Brittany's hands to her lips and kissed them repeatedly. Santana was known to speak the complete truth and effortlessly she spoke from her heart. "Brit Brit, stop crying," she whispered, staring into cloudy blue eyes. "In a world with so much hate, jealousy, and darkness, you are the only thing in the world that reminds me of hope, love, and that there is good all around us. I love you, every part of you, and even if there will be temptations, I know that my love with not stray. Even in an auditorium filled with people, you're the only one I see. I gravitate to you and willingly I'd go to where ever you are. I'm not interested in anyone else who can be attracted to me... not the slightest bit... because I already know that I've found the greatest love of all. No one will compare to the love you give me, the care you shower me with, or the unconditional support you show me." Santana raised herself of her folded legs so that she was face to face with Brittany, placing each other's hand over the other's heart.
"Do you feel that Brittany? My heart beating?" Brittany nodded, Santana continued. "You're like the blood that flows through me, you're the air that I breathe, you're the electricity that keeps my heart pumping.. I need you more than you will ever know. I love you.. I love you.. I won't leave you, not because I selfishly need you, but because more than anything I want you to be there with me with every step I take. You are the ground that keeps me stable and level headed.. Brit, you are my future and I'm yours as long as you'll have me."
Santana leaned in so that their foreheads were resting against each others. "We can be scared of a lot of things baby, but we shouldn't be scared of losing each other. I promise you that I will love you with a love so pure, so strong, so deep. I promise to show you a world filled with love. I promise to never stop loving you." Santana kissed Brittany with a tenderness so loving that Brittany not only believed everything Santana had said, but felt assured that like her, Santana believed in a future together, believed in her. That was more than she was expecting.
Brittany pulled away from a kiss to catch her breath, then blinked the last of her tears away. She nodded her head then asked, "Promise?"
"I promise. You know I would never lie to you."
"I love you. I can't believe you love me the way you do."
"I love you Brit. Nothing, no one, can change that. Just promise me that you won't give up on me.. Promise me."
"I promise Tana." They looked at each other as if they were the only ones in the world, knowing that so much laid ahead and that they would move forward together.
Santana stood up and got into bed, pulling Brittany into her embrace and wrapping the blanket tightly around them. Santana watched the dots spin around the room and thought to herself that she was the luckiest woman alive to know that Brittany had loved her despite her flaws. Santana knew she had many. Santana rocked Brittany lightly and whispered into her ear, "I promise. Go to sleep baby, I'll be here in the morning."
Brittany nodded and pulled Santana's arms tightly around her. She thought to herself that one of the greatest joys in life would be feeling Santana near her every morning. She can get use to the idea. In a whisper only loud enough for Santana to hear she said, "Tell me again..."
Santana smiled into Brittany's shoulder, "I love you.. I love you... I love you... I'm yours." Santana surrendered herself to Brittany. She never felt so exposed, so vulnerable but trusted that Brittany would be there to shelter her from the pain and hurt. Exhausted from the eventful and emotional day, they drifted off to sleep, entangled in each other's embrace.