Santana walked for about 10 more minutes before she could see her house, it looked peacefull, all the windows were closed and no light could be seen. She used her key to open the door, and sofly closed it behind her. She walked on her tip toes to arrive to the stairs, but was startled by a voice, making her jump and gasp.

"How did the party go?" Santana could not see the person talking, but she recognized the voice, Brittany.

"Are you stalking me or something? What are you doing here with no light on?" Santana asked, the alcohol still helping her not stuttering before the blonde.

Brittany took two steps towards the blonde, entering in a clearer area, lit by the moonlight. Santana gasped at the sight. Brittany was only wearing a grey shirt and white panties again, but this time the shirt was tight, too tight.

"Just taking a bottle of water from the fridge." Brittany said showing the bottle as if proving what she said. Brittany took in the brunette's appearance as well, looking just as hot as when she left, but her hair not so perfectly brushed and her make up a little worn out..even hotter she thought.

"Ah, you guys are bunnies. Just keep it down tonight, I'm going to sleep." Santana said surprised that those words left her mouth, she would never dare saying that like this to the blonde. Damn the buzz. She started turning around going upstairs when the voice started again.

"I should be the one concerned about you keeping it down." Chuckling a little and coming to stand on the first stair next to Santana, Brittany looked intensely at her.

"Wh…what?" There it is again, stuttering. Santana blushed, but didn't understand what the blonde said.

"Well, you look flushed, your hair is all funny and your lips seem bruised, and your eyes are really dark" Brittany couldn't help but smile as the brunette's gaze averted from hers at that, Santana blushing furiously at her words. But Brittany kept going "You look turned on… the boy left you hanging?" Brittany said, her face inches from the Latina.

"N..No, I Just… I wasn't feeling too well" What are you doing, don't tell her that!

"You know, this feeling you get in the pit of your stomach, getting you all hot, and keeping you from breathing properly…that's normal. Don't run away when you feel that." Brittany was enjoying this so much, the younger girl was like putty in her hands. Teasing Santana about orgasms, and enjoying watching the girl blush she continued: "And it gets better, if you don't run, it's amazing really…but you know, it's hard to keep it down, that's why , by the looks of you…I should be the one concerned about not being able to sleep tonight, because of you." At this point Santana's breaths were ragged, her heart felt like It was going to explode if it didn't calm down, and she was SO hot.

The Latina's eyes were focused on the blondes legs, so close to her, and the blonde's breath coming hotly against her cheek. She couldn't stand it anymore.

"Leave me alone, I'm going to bed." She had to get out of here, this was too much. She was aching, she could feel herself clench. And the blonde didn't even touch her.

As the Latina sped upstairs and entered her room, Brittany climbed slowly each stair, smiling to herself. She wondered if Santana had ever had an orgasm, the girl was hot, but kinda young… Shaking the thoughts away, she tried focusing on something else, but the dampness in her panties was making it difficult.

It was past 2am now, Santana had taken a shower and was now lying in her bed, shifting nervously. The blonde's words still ringing in her ears. What the fuck is she doing? Why is she talking to me about getting off! I'm a big birl, I know!

The truth was Santana was lying. She knew of course what an orgasm was, in theory. She had heard people talking about it and all. But she never actually had one. Or she didn't know. She had never had sex with Puck, not yet . She was definitely thinking about it though…yeah. And touching herself, that she did, does, a lot. It feels pretty good, but she never managed to actually 'finish' anything, something always seems to throw her off.

Brittany's words that night fucking annoyed her. She was not a little girl. The bonde always seemed to look at her with this condescending look, like she is so much wiser and knows it all. She's 3 years older than me, and basta.

Shifting again in her bed, facing the window the Latina sighed deeply, she had been so aroused, never in her life had anything or anyone turned her on that much. Am I weird? Is this normal? Shaking her head, the latina settle on NO, this is not normal, and yes this is weird because she is your brother's girlfriend.

Her brain and her eyes not taking it anymore, the latina fell asleep, her mind full of thoughts of a certain pair of panties.

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Bright light was peeking through her window, making Santana close her eyes more tightly and taking in a deep breath. Saturday. That meant cheerios practice, and basically nothing else. She turned her head to look at her clock, 9am. She had time, practice didn't start before 11am.

"Ooooh…yeah.." Santana knitted her eyebrows together, what was that..

"Fuck, Esteban right there…" Ohmygod, this isn't happening. The latina's eyes grew wide, as she shifted in her bed..what are these walls made off?

"You like that baby?" Santana's face contorted in disgust as she heard her borther, this was an awful way to wake up, at least for her.

"Fuck yeah, don't stop..I need..lower…yeah there!" Fuck, Santana was getting hot all of a sudden, hearing Brittany moan like that, it was so fucking sexy… she wished she was the cause of those moans…Santana wondering if it would be that wrong for her to at least enjoy herself a little bit, her hand starting to head down her body, stopping at the top of her panties…

"Oh yes…yes…faster!" Fuck it. Santana couldn't take it anymore, letting her hand go where she needed it the most. Letting out a relieved sigh as her finger brushed her clit..and moaning feeling how wet she was. Picking up a rhythm the latina rubbed herself fast, feeling her muscles tense and her body shake…

"Yes! Esteban!" The brunette heard Brittany coming and moaning, but at the moment she heard her brother's name , she knew it was over for her. Well, so much for that. Shit.

Now she had to start her day completely frustrated and horny.

A/N: Hum... well poor Santana! English is not my first language so feel free to tell me about any mistakes or anything! And reviews are looove of course!

Any ideas to go on with all the teasing? I have a few so, it should be fun for a little while! Tell me what you all think! 3