Chapter 6: Brittana.
Santana's POV
I looked at Finn and Rachel as they sat with Blaine, Artie, Kurt, Q and Puck. Ugh, they were all happy.
I wished being happy too.
Brittany talked to me for a while, but the she had to leave. So the party wasn't fun anymore. I wanted everyone to leave.
My phone buzzed and I saw it was a message from Britt.
"Lord T. is fine, I'm going back to ur place, xoxo"
I smiled.
"I have to go. My mom will kill me if see that I'm not sleeping yet." Q. said.
"I take you home." Puck kissed her cheek.
Ok, now Quick was back? Hmm.. finally. I guess. I mean, they had a baby together and then didn't even look or talk to each other.
"I'm leaving too." Man Hands said "Can we go, baby?" she asked.
Finn nodded, Kurt and Blaine got up too.
"Santana, guuurl.. thanks for the par-tay." Artie said.
"Oh, you're welcome. Hm, where's Mercedes and Sam?"
"In your room." Finnocence mumbled.
Great, the two were having sex in my bed? I almost puked. Disgusting.
At least, they were quiet.
Everybody left and minutes later, the two went down the stairs.
"Where's everybody?" she asked.
"They left."
Thank God, I'd have the whole house for me and Brittany, if I got luck, maybe we could make out.
Both thanked me and left. I took a look in the house, it looked like a tornado passed by. I'd take care of that later.
Minutes later, the door bell rang, I went to the door and opened.
"Hey Britt Britt, come in."
"Did everybody left?"
"Yeah, 10 minutes ago."
"Oh."
"Stay. Please."
"Okay." She smiled.
"Can we go to my room?"
"Of course!"
We went to my room and she sat on my bed.
"So.. what do you wanna do?"
"Hm.. I don't know, make out?"
"Santana, I told you. No more sweet lady kisses until I decide what to do."
"C'mon, Brittany, you won't get back with Four Eyes, right?"
"No, me and Artie.. we're done, just friends."
"I love you and you love me too."
"But I can't be with someone who is afraid to come out."
"I'm..-
"Santana, I'm bi-curious. and you're lebanese. We love each other."
"That's right! We can make out –
"No. I won't hide it anymore. If you want to be with me, you'll have to come out. To everyone."
I bit my lip. I've never seen Brittany so serious, I knew she meant it. We weren't drunk anymore, she was telling me the truth.
"I'm so scared. You saw what they did to Kurt at prom..-
"Santana, get over it. Stop thinking in everyone. Think about what is more important to you. Me or everyone?"
"You."
"So.. remember I'll come out too. I'm not afraid. We'll get through together."
She was right. I wasn't the only one who would come out, she was right there, with me."
"I love you. Please… stay."
"I will."
That put a huge smile on my face.
"Can you give me some time? A few days, just to prepare myself."
"Okay."
I leaned over her and we kissed. God, her lips were my paradise. Our tongues danced in a perfect rhythm.
I missed her so much. Knowing she would be my side, we could get through everything. Brittany was the love of my life. I knew it. She was the only one I cared and loved, besides myself – of course.
"I missed our sweet lady kissed." She giggled against my skin.
"Me too, Britt Britt."
My hands started moving to take off her top, then she did the same thing with me. God, I couldn't wait to fuck her. I felt the wetness being formed between my legs, soaking my panties. She moved her fingers to my slick folds and teasing me, circling my clit in lazy circles.
She was driving me crazy. And she knew it.
Suddenly, she slid one finger into me and started moving in and out. But it wasn't enough. I needed more.
"More." I mumbled.
"What? I can't hear you." She was teasing me.
"More."
"Say it out loud."
"More!" I yelled.
"That's better." She said, proudly.
She added a second finger and went down with her kissed, she nudged my legs, spreading them apart and settled between them.
When she connected her tongue in my pussy, I lost it. Boy she was perfect.
Her finger worked on my clit in a fast rhythm, I was so needy, she made me so freaking needy.
I've never felt that way before. Santana Lopez didn't have a heart, feelings. I was the bitch in this whole story. And Brittany was the cutest person I've ever met. She made me feel everything. I was willing to do anything to be with her.
But tonight, she could be anything but cute. She was on fire! Damn..
"Baby.. you're so hot. You taste so good."
I smiled. Her kind words conforted me, she made me believe in love.
My body started to shiver and then I came, she didn't wate any drop. Like always.
We changed positions and threw our clothes on the floor, I was face to face to her pussy. Hm.
My paradise.
When I touched her, I could saw she gripped the sheets, I licked her. Hard. Until I got breathless.
"When I thought you couldn't get any better, you taste awesome, Britt."
"Thanks" she smiled.
She gripped the sheets even harder when my tongue went to her clit and my fingers entered her, she grabbed my head and push it into her core. So I remembered.
"Britt?" I called her.
"Yes?" she said, between gasps.
"You wanna.." I licked her and was being tough with my fingers, her walls were clenching around me "be my girlfriend?"
The she came. I still worked my fingers until her spasm and any trace of her orgasm were gone.
"Yes." She muttered.
My life was complete, now she was mine. Finally. No more boys between us.
I got up and opened one drawer in my nightstand, she tried to see what I had in my hands.
"So.. do you wanna be fucked?"
She frowned.
"But we just..-
"No. we made love. Now I'll fuck you with my cock." I showed my dildo and her eyes widened.
"Wow."
"Do you like it?"
"Yeah." She smiled in a dirty way. A very dirty way.
"So.. you've been a very bad girl, right?"
"Me? No! Santana, I try to be a good girl, otherwise Santa won't give me any presents!"
She was so naïve, but cute."
"We're acting, Britt."
"Oh! Sorry. Then… yes, I've been a very bad girl."
"So you deserve to be punished. Don't you think?"
"Yes."
I stroked her lightly with my fingers before I slammed the dildo inside her, she arched her back.
She moaned and I laughed, I loved being in power.
I pumped the dildo hard, I was literally fucking her senseless.
Wanky.
Her delicious moans were getting very loud. Not that I cared. She was my girlfriend.
My beautiful girlfriend.
She came for the second time and let loose, I lie down by her side and kissed the tip of her nose and winked.
"I love you."
"I love you, too." She kissed me.
I remembered when I wished to be happy, just like Finchel, Klaine and other couples. Guess what? I was happier than them.
The Smut is over! The next chapter will be the last one, with revelations. Thank you for reviews, favorite and stories alerts.