A/N: Hey Guys!
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Here's the next chapter, hoping to live up to your expectations! A lot of you were worried of what might happen between Esteban and Brittany, well relaaaaax and read!
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It was now dark outside the house. The night had fallen quite quickly and everything was peaceful around the neighborhood.
Santana had taken a quick shower, mostly to erase any hint of arousal or sweat…or smell that might remind her of a certain blonde. She was listening to music, entertaining herself while waiting for Puck to arrive. She looked at her watch, seeing it was 7pm. He should be here in no time. What was hard now for the Latina was to figure out how was the evening going to turn out. Her previous conversation with Brittany had completely confused her. It was one thing to have some fun, but it was a completely different one to make plans about it, or even let it have an effect on their romantic lives.
Sure, Santana didn't actually want to do anything with Puck. I want Brittany so much.
But she still was worried at what this whole thing meant. Trying to shrug it off and think about something else, the brunette grabbed a book she had started to read and plopped on her bed. Don't think about her, don't. Reading the next few pages of her book, she quickly shut it closed as one new character's description started. Blonde with blue eyes, fucking great, this is a cosmic joke.
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Brittany had taken a shower too. A much needed one. She could still feel sticky in her panties when Esteban arrived, and she couldn't help but feel ashamed.
It was so weird. Every time the blonde was near Santana, she coulnd't control herself, she had this feeling, like she could soar. That feeling made her do things, things she shouldn't do. And say things…things she should never say. Brittany was in the bathroom, doing he hair, when she put her face in her hands and sighed deeply.
How the fuck did I get myself in this situation?
This is so messed up. Now the thing is, not only have I cheated. But I want to do it again, so badly.
Brittany was lost. When she thought about it, she knew it was wrong. She knew the Latina was forbidden. But she just couldn't help herself, and that sensation that Santana couldn't control herself either was driving her mad.
And now what?
Brittany wondered. Now, I gave her my word that I wouldn't do anything with Esteban. How am I supposed to do that? Judging by our little conversation from before he obviously wants to do something to night. And I'm supposed to be his damn girlfriend. I am. But this is definitely the wrong Lopez, tonight there is only one person I want, and it's not Esteban.
The blonde was starting to panic. This was a really sticky situation. And not the sticky she was used to.
Damn.
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The door bell rang, as both girls were trying to figure out how to survive to this particular evening.
Santana shot up from bed, quickly opened her door and went downstairs to greet Puck.
As she opened the door, she found the mohawked boy standing there, smiling widly.
"Hey babe" The young boy said happily.
"Hey" Santana replied and smiled softly.
"Come in, we're going to order pizzas." She continued, grabbing Puck by the arm and pulling him inside the house.
As the young couple went in the kitchen, they found Esteban there. He had been trying to cook something for that night, but failed miserably. Still angry at himself, he stated that they would order pizzas. Nobody dared to say anything.
"Hello Puck, we weren't introduced properly. I'm Esteban" The latin boy saied, extending his hand politely. His main goal was to put to young boy at ease after the little scandal that happened a few days before.
Puck smiled sincerely and felt visibly more comfortable. He shook Esteban's hand vigourously.
"Yeah and I'm Puck. Thanks for having me tonight" Puck replied thankful to be able to spend the evening with his girlfriend.
As the boys 'introduced', Santana got them some drinks. A beer for her brother, and two cokes for Puck and her.
Just as she was putting the drinks on the counter, Brittany entered the kitchen. Santana tensed lightly as she saw the blonde. She was glad though that Brittany had decided to wear something very simple and not too enticing. The dancer was wearing plain blue levis jeans, and a black v neck t shirt. Santana still felt all hot as she looked the older girl up and down. She's sexy in anything.
Brittany flashed a smile at Esteban, then looked at Puck, missing Santana.
"Hey Puck! How are you?" The blonde asked easily. Very at ease, at least in appearance, with the whole situation.
"Very good, thanks!" Puck replied enthusiastically. That earned him a smile and a nod from Brittany.
The blonde put her two hands in the back pockets of her jeans, shrugged her shoulders and finally looked at Santana.
The brunette was also wearing jeans, but hers were more loose, and her shirt was not as tight as the blonde's, it looked to be 2 sizes too big, and it was grey.
Brittany couldn't help but wonder how her underwear looked like. But pushed the thought away.
"What should I do to get a drink?" The blonde asked winking at the Latina, who's face turned a darker color at the insinuation.
"What..uh…what do you want?" Santana asked trying to control her stutter.
"A beer would be nice" Brittany replied nicely. A little alcohol could help.
Santana nodded and turned towards the fridge to grab the desired drink.
"So, are we ordering the pizzas?" Came in Esteban's voice, clearly getting hungry.
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The two couples had ordered 2 huge pizzas, they had arrived half an hour after, just the time for them to choose the movie they were going to watch.
That proved to be something much more difficult than expected. As they settled on the big couch in front of the tv and turned on the video on demand, their different taste in movies some became apparent.
The boys wanting to watch the last batman, and the girls more set on a comedy or whatever.
Finally deciding on an in between movie, they started to watch an all time classic : Pulp fiction.
As the movie was starting, they ate their pizzas. They had settled in a very strategic way on the couches.
Santana and Puck on one side, and Brittany and Esteban on the other. The thing was, the Latina was already getting a little angry at the blonde, as the other couple's couch was significantly littler. That meant that Brittany was almost sitting on Esteban's lap.
Santana's stare was trying to stay focused on the tv screen, but darted towards the blonde every once in a while. Every two seconds, really.
Puck was too concentrated on both the movie and the pizza to notice anything strange in the brunette behavior.
Then something happened. And Santana's stomach just turned around.
Esteban and Brittany both reached at the same time for their last slice of pizza. As they both politely told the other to take it, Esteban bended his head and whispered something in Brittany's ear. The blonde blushed and her stare went to the Latina's eyes. The blonde was met by dark and angry eyes.
Esteban traced his finger on the blonde's face, turning her head towards his, and finally bringing his lips to hers. Brittany closed her eyes quickly, not wanting to hold the brunette's gaze anymore, and not knowing how to get herself out of that situation. Her closing her eyes, passed easily as want regarding Esteban.
Santana was boiling inside. She was expecting anything but this. The blonde had said to her that she wouldn't do anything. This was something. The brunette screamed internally.
She kept looking though.
Esteban had slightly parted his lips, and caressed the blonde's upper lip with his tongue, kindly asking for entrance. Brittany reluctantly obliged, opening her mouth and meeting his tongue halfway.
Esteban then deepened the kiss, grabbing the blonde by the back of her neck, bringing her closer and deeper into the kiss.
Santana's heart felt like it might stop at any moment due to its fast beating. She felt like standing up and tearing them apart roughly. Voicing her thoughts. The thing was, this time, the Latina didn't feel like teasing the blonde with Puck. She just wanted the blonde to keep her word and do nothing with her brother. Damn. It.
Not feeling like eating anymore, Santana stood up a little too quickly from the couch, and headed to the kitchen.
"I'm thirsty." She just said, attempting to justify her brutal behavior.
Those words, said in such an harsh tone, made Brittany break the kiss. She knew the Brunette wouldn't be too happy, but come on…that's just a kiss.
Keeping up her act, the blonde smiled sweetly at Esteban, rubbing her nose against his.
"Do you want another beer?" The dancer asked sweetly.
"Sure." Esteban replied simply, content with their kiss and the evening in general.
Brittany slowly stood up and headed towards the kitchen. Towards Santana.
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The brunette was standing in front of the fridge, hand on the handle. Trying hard to control her emotions. She felt so angry right now. Frustrated.
Brittany entered the kitchen, not making a sound and going completely unnoticed by the Latina.
The blonde knew Santana would be angry, but she couldn't let her. The young girl still had to understand that she was Esteban's girlfriend. And that a kiss couldn't qualify as doing anything serious. It was nothing.
The blonde took a few steps forward, coming to stand directly behind the young girl.
"May I? " The dancer whispered, almost inaudibly.
Santana's whole body tensed at the sound of her voice. Her grip on the handle tightened, and the hand hanging along her body clenched into a fist.
Damn, she really is pissed off, Brittany thought as she watched the Latina's body react.
"Step back" Santana only said, in a very deep and low voice, that even she didn't recognize.
Brittany couldn't repress the little chuckle that escaped her lips. Oh, come on.
"Santana, come on. What's wrong?" Brittany asked innocently, trying to play it cool.
Santana then turned around quickly, her whole body facing Brittany. Both girls only inches apart, the blonde even taking a step back to regain some space.
"What's wrong?" Santana asked, keeping her cool and quirking a disbelieving eyebrow.
The blonde just smiled at her and nodded.
"You're asking me what's fucking wrong?" Santana asked once again, this time louder, and her face angrier.
"Shhhh" Brittany said quickly trying to shush her down, not wanting Esteban to catch their conversation.
"Don't you dare shush me! I'm not a child!" The Latina snapped.
"Santana, calm down. Look, I'm sorry you're angry but…" Brittany started to try and explain, but was harshly cut by Santana.
"But what? But you couldn't keep your tongue from going all the way in his throat?" The brunette spat, folding her arms on her chest.
Brittany's eyebrows rose at the young girl's words. Not expecting her to be that mad for one little kiss.
"It was just a kiss. Calm the fuck down." Brittany said, now getting frustrated too.
"No, I won't calm down! You said you wouldn't do nothing!" Santana hissed, trying to keep her voice low as she spoke angrily and pointed her finger at the older girl.
"Yes, and a kiss is nothing." Brittany said, in an explaining teacher-student tone, that exasperated Santana even more.
"It's not nothing!" Santana said, feeling humiliated and angry and frustrated, fearing that her emotions might overwhelm her.
Brittany put her hands on the younger girl's shoulders, trying to convince her.
"It's nothing, Santana. It means nothing." Brittany said, bringing her face closer to the Latina's, her voice softer.
Santana's eyes met Brittany's, and she saw tenderness and affection in there.
The brunette shook her head, her eyes darting to the ground.
"It doesn't mean nothing to me." She finally said simply. Brittany's eyebrows knitted together as she realized that what she felt didn't match what Santana felt about that kiss.
"Look, I really am sorry. But I'm still his girlfriend, I have to kiss him." Brittany continued to justify herself.
Santana's heart missed a beat at the words. Are you kidding me?
"No, you don't have to! You said you wouldn't!" The Latina fired at the blonde, not containing herself anymore.
"Keep quiet! Damn it! What was I suppose to do? Uh…tell me! " Brittany hissed, now getting angry at the younger girl's childish attitude.
"I don't know! Just keep you word!" Santana spat.
"And what should I have done? Say, oh no, sorry, I won't even kiss you tonight, because I just got fucked by your little sister? Uh…is that it? " Brittany rambled, doing uncoordinated gestures with her hands, her breath uneven. Clearly annoyed. The blonde wanted to make Santana realize how ridiculous she was being.
"I don't care! Don't promise something you won't do!" Santana just said simply.
Both girls already knowing that this was not about a promise or anything, there was clearly a double standard. What Santana considered to be something relevant was nothing to Brittany, and in such a situation, it was obvious that the girls couldn't agree.
" .nothing." Brittany said, stopping between each word, punctuating them. That made Santana even madder, the brunette's eyes narrowed.
"You know what Brittany? Screw you." Santana spat harshly, looking deeply into blue eyes. Said eyes completely astonished, not expecting such a final reaction.
Santana pushed the blonde aside, and exited the kitchen, going straight for the living room and plopping next to Puck. Leaving a dumbfounded Brittany standing alone in the kitchen.
"Took you long enough." Puck said, his hand coming to rest on the Latina's thigh. Santana just sighed.
"I went to the bathroom too." She stated justified the time she spent away.
In the kitchen, Brittany grabbed two beers from the fridge, and sighed heavily. This is not going the way it should be. Shaking her head, she turned to go watch the movie again.
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The evening continued without any other interaction between the two girls.
Just a little conversation between the four of them, watching the movie, commenting on it.
As Pulp fiction finished, the two couples talked a little about it, favorite scenes, characters...nothing too serious.
Brittany had drank 4 beers and was feeling a pleasant buzz, that made everything easier. Her previous conversation with the Latina seeming to be much less difficult to handle.
Santana on the other hand was still fuming and had not addressed a word to the blonde.
Puck eventually left, saying a polite goodbye to Esteban and Brittany and then taking a few minutes by the door to leave his girlfriend.
Santana didn't even kiss him on the lips, she didn't feel like it. She just gave him a tight hug, and kissed him on the cheek.
Both said their goodbyes, and Puck left.
As she closed the door and turned around, Santana saw Esteban going back and forth between the living room and the kitchen, cleaning and tiding everything up. Brittany was nowhere to be seen.
The brunette went to help her brother.
"No Santanita, leave it. You look tired, vete a la cama." Her brother said really sweetly, patting his little sister on the head lightly.
Esteban was the only people in the world that Santana let treat her like a child, not even their parents had that privilege.
"But you're not going to do this on your own" The young girl replied yawning.
Esteban chuckled at that, thinking his sister really was cute.
"It's almost finished. No te preocupes." The boy said insisting.
Santana smiled at him, and murmured a faint "okay". She kissed him on the cheek, and proceeded to climb the stairs to her room.
The Latina got inside her bedroom, and quickly took off her jeans, feeling like a prisoner in them, also throwing away her bra, she let herself fall on her bed in only her white t shirt and a white pair of cotton panties.
The brunette heard her door crack open in the still silence of the night. She slowly turned her head and whole body towards the door, to see who it was. And her breath caught in her throat. From a shot of anger or arousal, or both, she didn't know.
There stood Brittany. Still wearing her tight black shirt and her jeans, her hair tied in a very loose ponytail. Her eyes looked kind of sleepy, a little closed, they felt blurry.
The brunette wondered if it was from the few beers the dancer drank.
"I'm sorry." Brittany said, taking a few steps forward, after closing the door behind her.
Santana just nodded her head, she kind of had a déjà vu, as it always seemed that both girls met in this situation. Her on the bed, and Brittany standing there.
"I know…you're angry. So I wanted to apologize." Brittany continued, stopping as her legs hit the mattress.
As the words left the blonde's mouth, Santana was sure Brittany was a little tipsy. She had a little more trouble speaking, and her eyes opened and closed slowly.
"You've had one too many beers" Santana said, smiling slightly. I just can't hate her, she has this effect on me, it's crazy.
Brittany also smiled, more widely, and nodded her head. Admitting that she did felt tipsy, a very good kind of tipsy. That kind when you feel you can do anything, and it actually normal and doable.
"You know…I did promise you I would help" Brittany then said, voice low, as she let herself fall on the bed.
At the blonde's actions, Santana sat back in her bed. Her back resting against the pillows on the headboard, her legs splayed on the mattress.
"You ..uh…yes..you did." Now the brunette felt hot, way too hot. She had not expected such a twist in the situation.
Brittany nodded her head, and approached Santana even more. As the Latina had her legs slitghly open, the blonde's knees came to rest in between them, spreding them a little wider. The older girl's hands went directly to Santana's hips.
Brittany's eyes were now this dark shade of blue that Santana could recognize, the blonde's gaze was set in between the brunette's legs.
Brittany bit her lips. She was struggling with herself, wondering what to do. Sure, she'd like to rip those panties off, and finger the young girl until she screamed, but that would mean taking her virginity. And the blonde didn't know whether or not this was a good idea. She'd also love to eat her out, taste her…that would be so freaking amazing. But would she be up for that? In her lightly tipsy state Brittany still manage to have the perfect idea, to make this oh so pleasurable and no too risky for the Latina.
Without saying a word, the blonde stood up from the bed, and took off her jeans quickly, staying in only her shirt and black lace panties.
Santana's breath hitched at the sight, not having a clue of what was to happen next.
Brittany's eyes never left the younger girl's as she lowered herself once more on the bed.
She came to rest on the same spot as before, inbetween the Latina's legs, her hands caressing her waist.
Santana couldn't manage to let out a single word, afraid to break the moment. Her breathing just became more rapid and heavy.
Brittany then lowered herself on Santana, bringing their lips together in a heated kiss, quickly asking for entrance with her hot tongue and getting it instantly. Their kiss all teeth and tongue and moaning. Both girls were completely turned on.
Brittany's hand came to the young girl's left breast and started to massage it softly, earning a low moan from Santana.
Brittany took her chance and went to apply wet kisses on the brunette's neck.
"I'm going to make you come so hard" The blonde whispered against Santana's ear, making her shiver in anticipation.
Brittany's hand then lowered, to come on Santana's upper thigh, pushing her legs apart more.
What happened next wasn't expected by the young girl, her eyes opened and searched for the blonde's in confusion as Brittany straddled herself, positioning her center just above the other girls.
Santana's breath caught in her throat as she gulped in realization.
A/N: hahaha you hate me all so much right now! Bam!
You must have all realized i'm a tease by now anyway... ;-)
So, what do you think is Brittany's bright idea? haha
Hope you liked the chapter, i wanted to start and imply what's going on in the girls mind, what's developing and stuff...
Tell me what you think!
Till next time!
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