A/N: Let me know what you think, there is quite a lot of smut in this so maybe skip out on most of this chapter if your younger though there is something important to the storyline in this chapter. Please follow, favourite and review so I know you want this story and I might incorporate some of your ideas.
Brittany's point of view
Anxiously I waited for Santana to knock on my front door, I was lying on my bed, and my phone was lying next to me, connected up to the sugar pink speaker on the bedside table via Bluetooth. On my desk I had a tea light lit that smelt of vanilla though it was not a particularly strong scent.
Minutes later I heard the sound I had been longing to hear all day; Santana's knock on the door. Almost instantly I got up to answer it. When I opened the door Santana was stood there in her Cheerios uniform with her rucksack that contained all her books and pens, she looked stunning.
"Hi" I greeted her, a few seconds later shaking my head at my delay.
All Santana could do was laugh at that "hi" she said in reply "we going to get started then?"
"Ummn, yeah just come up to my bedroom and we'll get started" I nervously stated. Santana followed me up the beech wood staircase and into my bedroom.
Santana's point of view
Brittany's bedroom was decorated with light blue floral wallpaper, baby blue paint, her bed sheets were pink and all her furniture was white. There were childhood and family photos scattered around the room.
"You know we don't have to study" I stated, leaning in to kiss her. Brittany accepted the kiss as our lips interlocked, I could taste her strawberry sherbet flavour lip balm smothered on to her lips as though she had recently applied it. I grabbed the phone off her bedside table and slid the lock screen up, in was not password protected. I opened Spotify, it became clear to me quickly that she had Spotify premium, I saw that the most recently played song was the only exception so I tapped on the text that resembled the song and let it play before placing it back down on the table. I reached back in to kiss her as the lyrics lingered in my thoughts, as I did this I placed my hand on the back of Brittany's neck and pulled her closer, tilting my head to the left. After about eight minutes I lifted the top of my Cheerios uniform up off of my body to reveal my bra which was black with lace and a band that was about an inch and a half. In response to this Brittany crept her fingers across my rib cage, tickling it slightly. Then Brittany pulled up her own top and flung it onto the green rug that lay upon the wooden floor. I pushed Brittany down onto the bed and unbuttoned her jeans before pulling them completely down. The song ended and Brittany grabbed her phone whilst we were still kissing and put on the American beauty / American psycho album by Fall Out Boy, the song Fourth of July came blasting through the speakers.
(You and I were, you and I were fire.
You and I were, you and I were fire.
You and I were, you and I were fire, fire, fire)
It was the fourth of July
You and I were, you and I were fire, fire, fireworks
That went off too soon
And I miss you in the June gloom, too
It was the fourth of July
You and I were, you and I were fire, fire, fireworks
I said I'd never miss you
But I guess you never know
May the bridges I have burned light my way back home
On the fourth of July
I'll be as honest as you let me
I miss your early morning company
If you get me
You are my favourite "what if"
You are my best "I'll never know"
And I'm starting to forget
Just what summer ever meant to you
What did it ever mean to you?
Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean any of it
I just got too lonely, lonely, whoa
In between being young and being right
You were my Versailles at night
It was the fourth of July
You and I were, you and I were fire, fire, fireworks
That went off too soon
And I miss you in the June gloom, too
It was the fourth of July
You and I were, you and I were fire, fire, fireworks
I said I'd never miss you
But I guess you never know
May the bridges I have burned light my way back home
On the fourth of July
My 9 to 5 is cutting open old scars
Again and again 'til I'm stuck in your head
Had my doubts, but I let them out
You are the drought
And I'm the holy water you have been without
And all my thoughts of you
They could heat or cool the room
And no, don't tell me you're crying
Oh, honey, you don't have to lie
Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean any of it
I just got too lonely, lonely, whoa
In between being young and being right
You were my Versailles at night
It was the fourth of July
You and I were, you and I were fire, fire, fireworks
That went off too soon
And I miss you in the June gloom, too
It was the fourth of July
You and I were, you and I were fire, fire, fireworks
I said I'd never miss you
But I guess you never know
May the bridges I have burned light my way back home
On the fourth of July
I wish I'd known how much you loved me
I wish I cared enough to know
I'm sorry every song's about you
The torture of small talk with someone you used to love
It was the fourth of July
You and I were, you and I were fire, fire, fireworks
That went off too soon
And I miss you in the June gloom, too
It was the fourth of July
You and I were, you and I were fire, fire, fireworks
I said I'd never miss you
But I guess you never know
May the bridges I have burned light my way back home
On the fourth of July.
The song was beautiful, throughout the entire thing me and Brittany making out, as we did this she pulled down my Cheerios skirt and recklessly threw it on the floor. Slowly she put her hand into my underwear and massaged my clitoris with two of her fingers making me intensely wet with white discharge. Towards the end of the song Brittany slid the two fingers she was using and slid them into my vaginal canal, making a beckoning motion with them, pleasuring me as much as humanly possible. I moaned in pleasure as Brittany placed her fingers behind my cervix and hit it causing me to orgasm. I placed both of my hands on her cheeks and slid my tongue in and out of her mouth, Brittany then released my bra clasp and threw the garment on the floor, repeating with my underwear. She then began to kiss my neck, suctioning on it, slowly she kissed her way down to my breasts and licked and kissed them for a while before peppering kisses down to my vagina where she licked and stimulated my clitoris with her tongue.