A/N: Helloooo guys!
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This Chapter is like an in between thing, to explain how the girls are feeling and all. Hope you'll like it!
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As both girls were still panting heavily, Brittany coming down from her high and Santana still completely turned on, they heard clicking sounds against the door. Indicating that someone was trying to open it.
Santana jumped from her position on the couch, quickly putting a good distance between her and the blonde. She also tried to calm her breathing and the beating of her heart. I'm so horny right now, and she's so beautiful…God, how am I going to hide this.
Brittany also tried to regain her composure, sitting upright in the couch and fixing her hair. What did we do? My…this is awful. And now, how am I going to be able to be with Esteban? Shit.
Both girls intently avoided each other's gazes, not wanting to deal with the situation. Still feeling completely lost in their own little world. Neither knew how to deal with this, what it meant..did it even mean something?
Brittany was wondering if Santana was just experimenting, having fun, and getting back at her. And the brunette didn't know if the dancer was honest and serious about what she felt…what she did. This is so messed up.
"Hey girls! I'm back!" Esteban's cheery voice could be heard from the entrance.
Santana turned her back to Brittany, to go greet her Brother and try to act as if nothing ever happened.
"Hola Esteban! Como estas? Did you win?" The Young girl asked, struggling to find something neutral and normal to say.
"Claro que si! What do you think?" Her brother replied cheekily, smiling widely and pushing her lightly by the arm. The action made Santana smile, and feel even more guilty.
The blonde dancer appeared in the entrance, smiling softly, still looking a little flushed.
"Hey there Handsome" The blonde said softly to Esteban, approaching him slowly. Esteban smiled back at her, and wrapped his arms around her.
Santana just stood there, watching the scene. She flinched at the use of the sweet nickname, feeling jealousy and anger spread through her body. Calm down, she is his girlfriend.
As Esteban bended a little to kiss Brittany full on the lips, a kiss that seemed a bit to eager to happen in front of Santana, tongues were darting out, grazing on soft pink lips. The Latina's eyes narrowed, wanting to tear her eyes apart but not being able to. She just wanted the kiss to end, she wanted Brittany to pull away. This is not fair. How can she do this now? Santana was boiling, she hated her brother in that moment, hated him for kissing Brittany, for having his arms around her, touching her… That should be me.
The brunette tried to reason herself, knowing she was wrong. But still, it fucking hurt to see that. Especially when she could still feel Brittany against her fingers, her musky taste on her lips and tongue… Shit, shit, SHIT!
Santana cleared her throat, trying to break the embrace and the kiss.
Esteban quickly pulled away, realizing his little sister was there, watching. And Brittany's face blushed, not daring to look in the latina's eyes. I can't confront her, what I am going to say?
Santana's eyes narrowed as she saw the blonde's attitude, completely ignoring her. Oh really? Now you're ignoring me? How mature.
"Well, did you have a nice day? What did you do?" Esteban said, putting his arm around Brittany's waist, and heading towards the kitchen. Santana following them slowly, looking at her brother's arm, staring at it hoping it would stay where it was, not going lower.
As the three of them took place on the stalls, around the bar, Santana finally replied.
"Quinn came over, we watched a movie" She stated simply. Trying to figure out what would Brittany say.
"Nice." Esteban said nodding his head, looking towards Brittany he continued
"What did you do, Brit?" He inquired innocently.
Before answering, Brittany cleared her throat, and without looking at Santana once, she found something to reply. Something else than: I watched as the girls made out, It made me horny, I touched myself, and then your dearest little sister gave me a bind-blowing orgasm. Ah. Anything else than that.
" Yeah, it was okay. I danced a little, and watched a part of the movie with the girls" She replied, faking a big smile.
Esteban just nodded, and before he had the time to say anything Santana interrupted them. She was furious now, the blonde hadn't looked at her since they got up from the couch. Not even a glance. Fuck her.
"Okay? I Thought it was more than okay." Santana just said harshly, looking directly to Brittany's face. Challenging her to look at her. Searching for her gaze.
Brittany's breath caught in her throat. She did not just say that. She gulped audibly, looking for a reply.
Esteban was looking at the girls, eyes going from one to the other, trying to understand Santana's harsh sentence. Eyebrows rose, not having a clue.
"I..uh…It was okay. I danced a little, not enough though." Brittany continued explaining her lie. This time she lifted her face a little, her blue eyes finally meeting big brown ones. At this very moment, the blonde felt her heart skip a beat. She saw so many things in those eyes. They were furious, but at the same time pleading for something she couldn't quite put her finger on. She got so lost in them.
"A little? You were panting." Santana pushed the blonde's buttons. Quirking an eyebrow, daring the blonde to play their game. Begging her. The Brunette felt like if Brittany played along, it meant everything was fine between them. She needed it.
Brittany's whole body relaxed at the latina's words, sensing the playfulness. All the stress she felt, from not knowing how to deal with a serious situation faded away. It's easier to think it's just a game.
The blonde grinned slitghly, nodding a little and finally admitting.
"I was, indeed."
Santana smiled back at her, her anger slowly disappearing.
Esteban chuckled loudly, completely oblivious of the silent conversation between the two girls. He just felt happy they got along a little better now.
"What do you guys want to do tonight?" Santana asked, sighing deeply, feeling relieved. The brunette still looked at Brittany, she couldn't take her eyes apart. And the damp feeling between her legs wasn't helping. I want her so much.
Brittany didn't reply, just looked at Esteban. Wondering if he had something in mind.
Esteban looked at his sister, then at his girlfriend. He smiled playfully, nudging Brittany a little.
"I have a few ideas" He said boldly, assuming her little sister was old enough for these innuendos.
Santana's nose scrunched her nose at the sexual meaning of the sentence. God, I don't need to know.
Brittany's face just turned even redder, and tried to stop Esteban from being so obvious.
"Esteban…" The blonde whispered clearly indicating her boyfriend that they weren't alone.
Esteban playfully nudged Brittany.
"Oh come on, she's a big girl. And besides, she's probably already heard you…" The boy continued, not knowing he was making Brittany completely uncomfortable.
Santana almost closed her eyes at the memory of hearing Brittany's moans that night, comparing them to the sounds the girl made only minutes ago.
"Yeah Brit…I'm not that innocent." Santana then said and winked at the blonde.
"Alright then, do you want to know exactly what we're going to do tonight? " Brittany asked smugly, quirking an eyebrow and making Esteban laugh at the interaction.
It was Santana's turn to blush. You know I don't.
"No, no, no. " Esteban interrupted, wanting to preserve his Little sister from his girlfriend teasing.
Santana's jealousy was slowly creeping in her body, as she realized that the two in front of her would effectively probably have sex tonight. It made her flinch internally. You are not getting away that easily.
"Can I invite Puck over? " Santana abruptly asked her brother.
"Santana, we already…" Esteban started to tell her but was stopped by the brunette.
"He won't stay the night, just for a few hours, we'll watch a movie or something." Santana explained, reassuring her brother.
That made Brittany raise her eyebrows, not believing a word of the Latina. Are you doing this to piss me off? She looked intently at the brunette, trying to find an answer.
Esteban sighed deeply, already giving in. Brittany's eyes had a look of panic, not wanting Santana to do anything with anybody else. I know it's only fair, but I don't want her to.
"Alright I guess, but we're all watching the movie together. I know what happens between two teenagers who watch a movie alone." Esteban said, pointing his finger at her sister.
Santana just sighed. It's better than nothing.
"Okay…whatever." The Latina surrendered.
Brittany felt kind of relieved; at least she would be able to see what was happening.
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A few hours after, the three had taken a shower and changed, all feeling more comfortable.
For Brittany, less sweaty and wet between her legs. For Santana…well for her too.
Santana was in her room, looking through the pages of a magazine and listening to Amy Whinehouse.
Esteban was already downstairs preparing diner, he loved to cook.
Brittany was pacing through Esteban's room. She was struggling with her feelings. First of all, she didn't want to have sex with Esteban tonight, she didn't feel like it. Not after what happened with Santana. And second, she didn't want Santana to do ANYTHING with Puck, not even kissing, nothing. And she felt as if she might die if she saw them as much as grazing lips. Fuck, I'm not supposed to feel that way. Get a grip!
Brittany quickly got out of the bedroom, and wanting to go downstairs she passed in front of Santana's slightly opened door. Peeking inside, she saw the brunette sitting on the bed, legs crossed, skin showing because of a very small tight short, and wearing an equally tight tank top. Brittany bit her lip looking at the Latina. She is sin.
Brittany couldn't take it anymore and pushed the door open, entering the room. And closing behind her.
The movement made Santana's eyes come up from her magazine, and meet deep dark blue eyes looking at her intently.
Both girls stayed like this for a few seconds. Not saying a thing. When finally, the blonde broke the silence.
"Don't invite Puck over." Brittany stated, not even asking. Dead serious.
Santana shrugged her shoulders, her eyes coming back to her magazine.
"Too late." She said simply.
Brittany sighed annoyed, and took a few steps forward, coming to stand just at the end of the bed.
"Santana don't do this." Brittany pleaded.
"Do what?" The Latina fired back, playing with the blonde's nerves.
"Don't do anything with him because you want to get back at me." The blonde explained.
" Get back at you? " Santana chuckled and then continued.
"Did you even think about the fact that I'm so damn horny right now? And that obviously you're not helping me with that tonight. I need someone here." Santana said pretty loudly, trying to control her frustration. Standing up from the bed, and coming to stand directly in front of Brittany.
"Someone?" Brittany inquired, eyebrows quirked.
Santana sighed once again. This girl is killing me.
"Yes." The brunette said simply.
Brittany shook her head, disagreeing with Santana. Her finger came to play at the waistband of hr shorts, playing with the skin showing there. Making Santana gasp at the contact.
"No, you need me." The blonde said, looking directly into the Latina's eyes.
Brittany's fingers darted upwards, caressed the brunette's right breast, and made soft circles around her nipple. Said nipple quickly hardening and poking through the shirt.
"Brittany, if you won't finish this, then don't start it. Or I swear I'll give my virginity to Puck tonight." Santana challenged.
"Is that a threat, San?" Brittany inquired, still driving the young girl mad with her touch.
"Britt…please." Santana was loosing it, her arousal taking over her, she would do anything for release.
"Don't do anything with him, I'll help you." Brittany then said more soflty, almost pleading Santana again to not do anything with anyone else but her.
Santana quirked an eyebrow at the older girl's words.
"Only if you promise me you won't do anything with Esteban either, not tonight." Santana asked back, her forehead coming to rest against the blonde's. Both girls now panting, lost once again in their lust for each other…but feeling tenderness there, that's new.
"I won't. Just wait for me." Brittany whispered, this time cupping Santana's breast fully, palming it and making the brunette whimper.
"Fuck…yes Britt." Santana said eyes closing at the feeling.
At the Latina's words, Brittany took a few steps backwards putting space between them. Staring into brown eyes, the blonde exited the room. Leaving a horny as hell Santana.
"I won't be able to wait for long though…" The brunette muttered to herself.
A/N: Okay here it is!
Let's see how develops, I have a few ideas. I don't want to spoil you, but Brittany certainly won't be able to keep her end of the deal. And Santana won't be too happy.
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