Over the next few weeks Marley and Santana elevated from a simple student/mentor relationship to a legitimate besties-for-life kind of relationship. Neither one has mentioned the kiss, it was most likely for the best since the age difference would have caused problems that they didn't need to deal with. Marley and Bree had gotten much closer as of late, the two have become good friends. Santana although not a huge fan of Bree, accepted her into the apartment for Marley's sake, which was cool and all since Santana is usually busy with her new job at some high class bar in North Lima, although if it wasn't for Jane the call girl, Santana would probably be working at the same Stix restaurant that Millie worked at for awhile. Marley made sure to get transferred to a location closest to Santana's work so she could get an assured ride home, and thus far, things are just peachy for the roommates.. Or so you'd think.. Marley, even though SHE was the one who initiated the kiss, she fell victim to the constant cycle of self doubt. Why did she kiss Santana? What was the point in feeling something so strong for a woman she had spent so little personal time with? And most importantly, what did Santana mean by "Marley, that kiss.. Fucking amazing."? Santana is a beautiful woman, but in Marley's eyes, Santana is a fucking goddess. And to Marley, well Marley is just.. Marley..
Marley decided to stay home from work, she was feeling sick from working too much, she had her job, her solo for regionals, and that kiss.. Marley wanted to spend her day of contemplating the kiss, and what it meant to her, what she wishes she did during the kiss, what she wishes that she didn't do during the kiss, and most importantly. 'Her sweet lady lips..' She thought to herself while tossing and turning in her bed when suddenly..
"S-Santana, are you alone today?"
"Yes, my roommate is at work today, so I have all day to dominate you, and make sure you work off that hundred bucks."
Marley's eyes widened at the noises she was hearing, she never thought she would hear something so.. Seductive.. The soft moans she heard from Santana and this woman whom was oblivious to Marley. The young woman sat against her door listening in on the pure, lust-filled, passionate sex that is taking place just outside of her room.
"F-Fuck San.. Goddammit!"
Hearing this made Marley's face shade a Crimson color, and although she knew it was wrong to do this, she decided to slightly open up her door, not loud enough to make a creek sound, and not enough for Santana and the other woman to notice her watching. And dear lord was it a sight to see.
Santana had Jane lying on the couch, running her tongue against Jane's thigh, making the older woman moan with each stroke of the tongue. Jane's eyes gazing at Santana's as their lips met, lust-filled breaths came out from the scarlet haired woman as their tongues collided. Jane shifted their bodies to gain dominance against Santana, she begins to kiss down Santana's chest while running one hand against the Latina's thigh. Santana lightly cupped Jane's face "Let's.. My room.. Now." she said in between breaths. Jane nodded as she stood up, picking Santana as she did.
Marley quickly shut her door quietly, sliding against the door as she rested her hand against her chest, taking deep breathes while trying to recollect what she just witnessed. 'Oh my.. What the.. Words! What can I say to what I just saw!? I nearly overflowed seeing Santana in that manner.. Okay Marls, calm yourself, she is your roommate, the person who has been taking care of you as of late.. She is just looking out for you, like a big sister or something..' Marley thought to herself, confused if she should have walked in on them or not, potentially join in? No! That'd be wrong on many levels. Santana is a few years older than Marley, and Jane is around ten years older than Marley, it has to be wrong for Marley to think that. Even if the only woman she really wants out of the two was that got carried into her room, it's still wrong.. Right? Marley needed to figure this all out before temptation takes total control.
Marley quietly exited her room and quickly made her way to the fridge to pull out a bottled water. But to her surprise there was a tall red haired woman, observing the young Marley Rose as she rummaged the fridge for the water.
"So you're the famous Marley Rose, either that or you're another cute brunette." Jane pointed out with a giggle.
Marley jumped a bit at the sound of Jane's voice, slowly turning towards the older woman nervously "Y-You must be Jane.. The call girl." Marley softly spoke, still trying to collect what she had saw awhile ago.
Jane raised a brow at Marley's comment "I'd prefer paid companion, but yes." she said in a calm tone of voice. She took a close look at Marley smiling a bit "Santana's mentioned you a few times," Jane walked to the kitchen table, sitting down at it "she really takes pride in you." she further explained.
The younger woman blushed a bit as she sat at the other side of the table, keeping her eyes on Jane "Why," Marley bit her lip while trying to pick her words carefully "..Why did you become a.. A 'Paid Companion'? If you don't mind me asking."
A soft chuckle was heard from Jane "Well, I don't normally tell people my past.. Hell, Santana doesn't even know this. But,"
Santana slowly got out of bed, walking to the door sleepily but stopped at the door as she was hearing Jane and Marley talk.
"I just turned 20, and I had a pretty accomplishing life. I went into Harvard with a full scholarship for design, I was engaged to a wonderful man.. My life was good." Jane began explaining to Marley. "For a few years it was getting better, and I swear I didn't want to trade those moments for anything in the world but," she looked down, placing one hand over her heart. "There was a shooting.. I was at the store with my fiance, Robert, and some guy was shooting up the store.. I was so scared, and I wanted to just go home to my parents so I could drown the fear away.. Robert was trying to be the hero, he held me close to him, and when the shooter approached us.. Robert refused to let me go when the shooter asked." few tears started to form Jane's eyes. "I should have let the shooter did what he wanted to me.. Robert was shot point blank in the temple.. Right in front of me."
Marley gasped after hearing this, all she could do was look down at the table and feel ashamed. 'Oh wow.. Poor woman..' she then scooted herself closer to the table "So.. Robert was your fiance.. That's why you have the name "Roberto" tattooed on your upper back.."
Jane slowly nodded "He's the only person I would be comfortable quitting my job for.." she looked down for a few seconds then back at Marley "Although, Santana has been a very close second.. I think I do love her, but I am afraid that I am not ready to be in a committed relationship after Robert."
Marley tilted her head a bit, almost quickly switching her emotion from sorrow to anger towards the older woman, she opened her mouth but..
"I know it sounds bad, as if I'm using Santana, but I've told her many times, I wasn't ready for a relationship and I may never be ready." Jane interrupted as she got up, tugging on the strap to her backpack. "Take care of Santana for me, I don't think I am gonna be coming back.. She doesn't need someone like me, she needs love, and someone to give her that." she said while looking towards the door. "You're a good kid, I can tell you will make whoever you end up with, happier.. See you around." Jane looked back at Marley with a smile then proceeded to walk out of the apartment.
Santana opened the door, keeping a blanket wrapped around her chest as she walked towards Marley "Marls, what do you think Jane meant by "See you around"?" she asked in fear of what the answer would be.
Marley looked at Santana with a slight blush on her face "I think maybe she is respecting you.. Giving you a chance to look for love on your own, without relying on Jane for companionship." she scratched the back of her head for a few seconds then got up, walking towards the door. "I am gonna go over to Bree's house," Marley spoke while putting her shoes on. "..text me if you need me." she said as she walked out the door.
"Uh, o-okay.."
Marley and Bree spent the few hours discussing their favorite artists. Both girls had very different styles of music. Marley was intrigued by the influences that Bree expressed, it was almost as if Bree the Cheerio was different than Bree the bestie.
"I also listen to a lot of Trance when I'm in the mood to relax, something about electronic music is so.. Beautiful, you know?" Bree asked while raising a brow towards Marley.
Marley was listening for the most part but was distracted by what she saw earlier that day, the conversations that her and Jane had, all of it was in a way getting to her.
Bree tilted her head as she crawled towards Marley "Hey Rose, you alive?" she asked.
"Huh?" Marley shook her head and rubbed her eyes "Y-Yeah, sorry I was just," she gulped as she bit her lip "I was just thinking about something that happened with me earlier, that's all."
This peaked Bree's curiosity "What happened earlier?" she asked while falling forward on her bed "Did you see a gross spider?" she joked.
Marley shook her head lightly "What I saw.. Wasn't gross, it was raw, passionate, intense," her voice getting slightly louder with each explanation of what she saw "it was.. Sex.." Marley looked over at Bree with slightly serious eyes. "Santana had a friend over, they assumed I wasn't home, and I watched some.. I can't even place my finger on what I saw on that couch, they just were making out but it was different than what you see lesbians portrayed as in movies and shows."
"So you saw Santana mack on another woman? But it was different because you never seen stuff like that up close?" Bree attempting to understand what Marley was going on about. "Honestly, the way I see it and from what I've felt, you seen one couple of women making out you've seen all of them." she spoke with such lack of interest.
"You are insensitive right now, you know that?" Marley got on Bree's bed looking at her with a strange look "You mean to tell me that making out is basically the same no matter who it's with?" she asked.
Bree nodded then sat up on her knees "Pretty much, I've made out with a lot of guys, and a few women, didn't really feel a thing for any of them."
"How?" Marley exclaimed "How is it that you can just make out with anyone and not care?" she asked in a worried tone.
"I never said I didn't care, I said I didn't have feelings for them." Bree expressed while slowly crawling towards Marley "Need a demonstration?" she smirked slightly.
Marley's face lit up the second the question was asked, deep down she was curious about women, and men, but she has an opportunity to pursue one of those curiosities. 'S-Shit.. Why not?' Marley returned the smirk "Bring it."
It was all Bree needed to hear as she laid Marley down on the bed, straddling her waist and began to kiss Marley, gently dabbing her tongue into the brunette's mouth. Marley nervously kissing back, this was a bit more foreign to her, regardless of her kissing Santana, this was the first time another woman kissed her. Marley slowly, but surely sliding her hands up and down the smooth back of Bree. The ebony haired diva softly moaned into Marley's mouth as this new surge filled her body, Bree slowly shifting her body over to the side. Marley continuing the kiss, crossing her right leg over Bree's left leg, but before Marley could get even more into the kiss Bree stopped the kiss.
"O-Okay.. I take back my statement." Bree spoke with a slight chuckle "That kiss was different than any other kiss I have had." she confessed while blushing, she then sat up biting her lower lip.
Marley bit her lower lip as well, laying there in shock, mostly due to the fact that she never made out with another female before, this was all new to her, completely new. "Bree.. This maybe the kiss talking but," she sat up and ran her hand towards her friends hand "are you doing anything this weekend? If not.. Do you want to go grab a bite?"
Bree looked at her curiously "Are you asking me on a date Marley Rose?"
"N-No, just two friends eating out." she explained then started to laugh a bit. Bree wasn't for Marley's obvious lie though. "Y-Yes I am asking you on a date." Marley admitted.
Bree smirked a bit "We'll see."
Marley out of habit raised both her eyebrows in a happy manner, she figured that it wasn't a no, not a yes but at the very least not a no.
The next couple days seem to blow by quickly, Marley was obsessed with how to look on her potential date with Bree. If only Santana shared the excitement, if anything Santana was jealous, unknown as if it was about Marley getting an actual date before she does, or if it's the fact that Marley is dating Bree instead of her. Regardless Santana kept a positive attitude for Marley's sake, in reality Santana wanted to keep Marley close, in more ways than one. Marley eventually got the confirmation that date night was indeed on, and she had spent a majority of her day digging through clothes, hoping to find something nice. While Marls was doing what she needed to do, Santana was pacing in the living room, reading a script out loud, she had gotten an offer to be on a car dealership commercial, which was a good step in the right direction, this time she read the contract and made sure she gained more benefit from it than the infamous Yeast Infection commercial she did..
"At Dan's Toyota in Lima Ohio, you can.. Not get a decent sounding script." Santana uttered as she continued studying her script. "Shop at Dan's Toyota, with our prices, we promise to be that boost in the competition." Santana rolling her eyes at each of the various slogans that was written on the script.
Marley walked out nervously, she was sporting a pair of pink and white tennis shoes, followed with a pair of bell bottom dark blue denim jeans, and a maroon tank top to fulfill the outfit. "S-San, how do I look?" her voice was a bit shaky but she needed Santana's approval of what she was wearing.
Santana turned to Marley, her eyes scanning every inch of Marley's body, she then smiled at her roommate "You look great, in fact.. Fantastic." she complimented with a smile on her face.
"You think this isn't too much? I haven't been on a 'first date' in a while, nor have I really been on one with another girl.." Marley expressed while pacing in the living room almost identical to how Santana was doing, but with a bit more worry in her strut.
Santana chuckled "Honey, things will be fine." she placed her hands on Marley's shoulders while looking into her eyes "You will be fine, it's just like normally going out with a friend, just this time there is a chance at romance."
Marley smiled at Santana "Thanks." she softly spoke as she walked towards the couch. "I just want to make sure I don't screw up on this date."
Santana nervously bit her lip "About that.." she looked at Marley with worry "This girl tormented you for a long time, she even ruined your relationship." she explained calmly. "Yet you are quick to forgive her, you made out with her, and you are going on a date with her."
"I know.. But people change."
"How do you know for sure Marley? How do you know for sure that Bree even cares?" Santana continued asking.
Marley stood up frowning "You know you are not one to talk, especially with YOUR past!" she barked while crossing her arms.
Santana glared at Marley for a few moments "What the hell is that supposed to mean?" she asked in a low tone as she moved towards her roommate. "Come on, it's fucking truth time. What do you mean by someone with.. MY past?" to say Santana was pissed off, was an understatement.
Marley slowly backed away and looked down "Never mind.."
"No, I want to know what you meant Marley." she kept a close pace towards Marley. "Say it Marley, I was a fucking whore, I slept around with a lot of the kids during my tenure at McKinley, I was a complete bitch to everyone and everything! I was a shit person. Is that what you were going to say?" Santana with a growl in her voice.
"You had people constantly judge you too Santana! People slut-shamed you, just like they did Bree, but unlike you she's making an early attempt to fix it before it gets worse. So excuse the fuck out of me for trying to give Bree the chance you never had." Marley returning the growl, surprisingly it made Santana slightly scared of Marley. "You've wanted acceptance for half the crap you did, but when other people want acceptance you act as if it's a terrible thing for them to have!" she angrily walked to the coat rack to grab her jacket. "I didn't ask for all of this Santana, I didn't ask for Bree to be mean all those times, I didn't ask for my mother to die, and I damn sure didn't ask you to replace her." Marley put on her jacket, then left the apartment, slamming the door as she exits.
Santana softly sighed as she slumped on the couch, looking at the apartment with slight anger towards everything. "No one asks for half the shit they're given," she spoke as she lifted her legs to hug them "but you shouldn't take what good you have for granted when you get it.."
Marley made it to the restaurant, as soon as she entered the dining area it was as if a whole new aroma filled the place. Marley was extremely happy, she took a booth seat by the window, gazing out the window and seeing the rain lightly hit the glass, everything looked more peaceful than usual. This was what Marley needed, a good night out, but the thoughts of what Santana said crept inside her head. If anything, it was getting to her pretty badly, but somehow Marley was able to shrug it off, nothing was gonna ruin this night.
Half an hour later, Marley refused to order anything, Bree had yet to show up, now Marley was starting to worry. Like, badly. She looked at her phone to see if she had received any texts from Bree, but.. None, yet Santana has sent her a couple since their fight. Marley wanted nothing to do with Santana right now, not a damn thing. Maybe Bree was on her way, but had a bit of difficulty finding the restaurant.
Nearly a full hour later, Marley was sipping her water, feeling a tad stressed, mainly due to the fact she had no idea where Bree was. But man did Marley wish she knew, sending a few texts Bree's way, but getting nothing in response.. Fuck it, Marley got up and stormed out of the restaurant with deep regret of ever fighting with Santana about Bree. Marley stuck her neck out just for Santana to allow Bree to hang out with her at the apartment, why would she do this to poor Marley? Like, what the hell?
Santana was at work, dishing out drinks to various drunk men whom tried hitting on her at various points in time, thank god she only worked behind the counter, otherwise she'd get fired for assault on a majority of the bar's male customers. Luckily enough she made a few friends in the other bartenders and the bouncer, although Santana has often questioned why there is a bouncer, since it's rare that any fights start within the bar. Everyone seemed like they were in a good mood, with the exception of Santana. She was worried sick about Marley, more so than usual.
About 45 minutes has passed and Santana's work buddy Marie walked in, she looked over at Santana as if Santana had super powers or something.
"You got back fast." she spoke out.
Santana returned a look of shock "What do you mean? Got back from where?"
"Taking Marley home? I saw her on my way here, I asked her what was up and she said you were on your way to get her."
The Latina's eyes widened as she heard the news "What street did you see her on?" Santana asked as she vaulted over the counter, rushing towards her friend "Come on, tell me!" she lightly shook Marie by her shoulders.
"O-On Center St." she nervously spoke.
Santana ran to the back of the bar, and within a few moments she jetted out towards the front wearing her jacket and pulling out her keys "Cover my shift, you can have the remainder of my days pay." she said before exiting the bar.
It didn't take Santana long to get towards the street that Marie told her, but Marley wasn't at that street. Santana wasn't going to give up on Marley though, she ventured around the next few blocks, making sure she was didn't miss Marley. Santana never felt more worried about anyone else, it was late at night, pouring rain, and rather cold outside. Santana stopped the car at the end of the block, quickly calling Marley's phone, but no answer.
"Fuck it.."
Santana got out of the car and began her search on foot, she took one side of the street, bellowing out Marley's name as loud as she could. Nothing on one side.. She made her way towards the other side, continuing to call out for Marley, her heart racing at a fast pace when suddenly..
"S-San..?"
Santana turned to see Marley sitting on a bus bench, shivering, sniffling, and somewhat pale. Santana ran to Marley, getting on her knees to hug Marley as tight as she could.
"Marley.. Oh my god why didn't you call me, I was worried!" tears were forming from her face, seeing Marley like this, it scares Santana.
"I assumed that.. You hated me.." Marley uttered as her lips began to quiver. "I-I'm so sorry S'tana.." she sniffled some more.
"Shh," she gently placed a finger on Marley's lips then stood up, helping Marley in the process. "let's go home.." Santana calmly demanded as they walked to the car.
It took them a little while to fully get settled after the day they had, Santana made Marley take a nice warm bath, then helped Marley get some night clothes on, after all that Santana sent Marley to the couch in the living room to wait. But why? Santana decided to make some soup that her grandmother used to make her whenever she was sick. Marley couldn't help but gaze at Santana as she cooked. She couldn't believe how sweet Santana has been to her, regardless of their fight. Marley slowly got up and walked to the kitchen table, sitting down at the table and observing Santana even more.
"San.. Are we gonna talk about what happened earlier?" the younger woman asked with a hint of worry.
Santana shook her head "Water under the bridge Marls." she said as she glanced over at Marley with a smile on her face. "So," Santana gulped "what happened with Bree?" she asked while taking a sip of the soup.
Marley looked at the ground "You were right," it hurt her to admit that, she wanted it to be far from the truth as possible. "she didn't show up, I called, I texted, but nothing." Marley rested her head upon her hand, definitely feeling bummed about everything she put up with recently. "I should have stayed here, or called you, or something."
Santana set the stove to simmer "The soup just needs to settle." she said before walking out of the kitchen, and intending to head to head back to her room before Marley grabbed a hold of her hand. Santana softly sighed "What.."
"Are we not going to talk about what happened today? The fight we had.. You can't just," Marley's eyes were sad, her voice was worried. She just needed to know one thing from Santana "just.. Ignore it.."
Santana slowly turned to Marley, her hair slightly covering her face, but tears were noticeably dripping from her eyes. "I need to ignore it Marley. You don't understand how scared I was of loosing you," she gulped a bit, doing her best to not sob in front of Marley. "I.. I have been a stone for you ever since your mom passed, and seeing you on that bench the way you were.." she looked down as she exhaled and bit down on her lower lip "The last thing I want to think about is the moments before." Santana furrowed her eyebrows.
Marley slowly moved closer to Santana "San," few tears formed from Marley's face as well "you shouldn't have to hide your feelings from me." Marley's lips quivered a bit "I di- I didn't mean to worry you so much." her tone was a soft, but sad whine as she covered her mouth and pressed her head into Santana's shoulder then started to sob. "I'm sorry San.." she spoke inbetween her crying, gripping tightly onto Santana's shirt "I'm so sorry.."
Santana looked at Marley, she wanted to break down with her but something in her was telling her not to. Outside of Santana's control, her hands slowly cupped Marley's cheeks, lifting her head to where they were looking at each other, Santana slowly tilting her head.
"Santana.."
Both girls closed in on a chance to kiss, Marley slightly opening her mouth as her tongue touches Santana's tongue. Santana at this moment not caring about age, not caring if Marley has a cold, she just wanted to return the love Marley had for her. Santana covering Marley's mouth with hers, allowing their tongues to fight for dominance. Marley grazing Santana's back as the kiss continued. Marley slowly broke the kiss but not removing any distance between them, her face was flushed due to what just happened. Santana was a tad dazed from the kiss, but was able to come back to Earth pretty fast.
"T-The soup, I.. That." she said as she walked back to the kitchen, checking on the soup.
Next morning
Santana was like usual, the first one awake, and she was contemplating on what she should do for the day. She figured she should relax in her room and blast music til her commercial shoot the next day, but Santana wasn't even sure if she was going to make it or not. Before Santana could decide on anything, a knock was at the door. Groggily Santana put on a night shirt, and a pair of gray sweats, then walked towards the door and answered it.
"Yea?" she rubbed her eyes gently then looked at the figure before her. It was Bree. "What the fuck are you doing here?" Santana asked in an angry tone.
Bree looked down and frowned "I.. I just needed to talk to Marley about last night."
"I don't think Marley even wants to talk to you." Santana crossed her arms, she was definitely not in the mood to deal with Bree.
"I know I screwed up, I need to make this right." her attempts to reason with Santana weren't working sadly.
Santana moved in on Bree, making her slightly lean against the handrail, Santana placing her hands on the handrail to block Bree from leaving. "Listen to me, and listen good. If you interrupt me I will yell." threatened the angered Ms. Lopez. "If it were up to me, you'd never see Marley again, you wouldn't be in Lima anymore and I wouldn't restrain myself out of respect for Marley. But luckily for you she still surprisingly cares about you." she continued before moving back.
Bree looked down "I never meant for Marley to get hurt." she softly spoke. "I don't hang out with the right people at school, and ever since Mr. Schue announced the glee club was getting shut down. Things turned back to how they were before it came back, that's all according to Sue though.."
Santana raised an eye brow "Basically you're saying that when it comes to choosing Marley or your popularity status, you'll chose the latter as opposed to her?"
Bree reluctantly nodded "Marley already gets picked on by the rest of the Cheerios, if they found out I was sweet on her, they'd direct that towards me but also.. It would get worse for Marley because not only is she not popular but.. She would be in a lesbian relationship."
"That doesn't explain why the fuck you didn't cancel before hand or better yet, have her go to your place so you can tell her this yourself." Santana's voice raised a bit. "Fuck the Cheerios, fuck being popular, you nearly lead Marley to her death all because of your lack of communication! I maybe the biggest bitch out of this backwater town, but I would never... EVER allow myself to do what you did to Marley." her muscles tensed up, struggling to not attack Bree right then and there. "I want you to leave.. And not only think about what you caused. But what you're going to say next time you see Marley.. Head this threat.. If you hurt her again, no restraints.." Santana walked back inside the apartment, shutting the door behind her.
"Santana.." Marley called out with a blush on her face.
Santana turned to Marley, then walked towards her "Hey.. Did I wake you?" she asked with worry.
Marley shook her head, keeping the smile on her face "I woke up on my own, and to a pretty amazing sight might I add." she confessed as she wrapped her arms around Santana's neck. "I heard what happened.. I heard everything Bree said. Normally I'd be mad but some reason, I'm not." her face was a shade of red.
"Well, you're in a good mood, that's the important thing." Santana pressing her forehead against Marley's. "You look so delusional right now you poor, sweet, young woman." she gave a smile.
"Hey.. I am not that delusional.." she said with a slight frown "I am ready to tackle today." Marley raised her hand as if she just won something, but almost lost her balance. "Okay, maybe not." she giggled softly.
"You're going to bed again." Santana demanded as she walked with Marley back to her room. "No ifs, ands, or buts young lady." she continued as she sat Marley on her bed. As she turned to walk out of the room a soft whine was heard from the sickly Rose.
"Hug me now." Marley spoke in a soft demeanor.
Santana bit her lower lip, trying not to gush at Marley's cuteness. She turned back around and wrapped her arms around Marley. "You are freaking adorable." Santana expressed to Marley before placing a kiss on her forehead "Now go to bed."
Marley looked at Santana, gently hooking her arms back around Santana "First things first.." she whispered before pressing her lips to Santana's.
Santana was not used to the idea of kissing Marley, and it wasn't the age gap that was phasing her this time, it was just how unfamiliar it felt. But it didn't stop Santana from going in on the kiss, Santana straddled Marley's lap as she ran her fingers through the brunette's hair. Marley slowly running one hand up Santana's shirt and feeling her abs for the first time, Marley definitely enjoying what she's feeling. Marley slid her tongue into Santana's mouth, her mind exploring the various feelings that backed this moment. Santana shifted their bodies, allowing Marley to be on top, and damn, was Marley getting more into the kiss as time went on. Santana started unbuttoning Marley's pajama top while Marley kisses at Santana's neck, Marley grabbed Santana's hand, slowly but surely allowing Santana access to Marley's core. Santana broke the kiss to look into Marley's lust-filled eyes.
"P-Please.." Marley softly yawned as her body slid off to the side of Santana's, her right arm and leg resting on Santana, giving in to fatigue.
Santana slowly moved her hand away from Marley's waist then got off of the bed to cover Marley up. Once Marley was snug in her bed Santana kissed the top of her head "Sleep tight Marls.." she softly spoke before walking out of the room.
"Oh.. My.. God.." Santana gave a soft whine while attempting to fan herself. "Santana.. Control yourself."
A couple hours passed, Santana tried a bit of at-home-cardio while watching her programs, which mostly consisted of daytime dramas. Which she didn't mind, after all she's a drama queen herself, but something about watching soap opera's really touched base with her. Probably due to the fact she used to watch them with her abuela, Santana has been contemplating on calling her at least once.. But maybe it wouldn't be good at this point in time.
Marley's eyes slowly opened up, she looked around her room a bit before sitting up, she quietly yawned for a few moments then slumped her arms upon her lap. "Why is my top unbuttoned." she softly asked before gazing at the ceiling for assistance in regaining her thoughts. "O-Oh yeah," her face flushed a bit at the memory of her and Santana's making out. "I really enjoyed that.. I wonder why it stopped." Marley got out of bed, buttoning her top before walking out of the room. The sight she saw in the living room, was something she wishes she could see forever. Santana was stretching her legs, like she was resting her ankle on the kitchen counter, and was reaching out towards her foot. Marley's face was as red as a lobster 'C-Calm down Marley!' she shook her head before walking by Santana to raid the fridge.
"Hey roomie." Santana spoke out as she set her foot back down. "How did you sleep?" she asked while approaching the fridge as well.
Marley looked at Santana for a few moments "I slept.. Okay? I don't even remember going back to sleep." she admitted before looking in the fridge for a bottled water "Is that what happened, during.. What we did?" she asked.
Santana blushed a bit "Y-Yeah," she gulped and slowly backed from Marley. "I've been meaning to ask.."
Marley closed the fridge door and looked into Santana's eyes "I will do that for you.. What are we now? Are we still JUST roommates? Are we more?" she asked as she moved closer to Santana "I don't want you to decide on what we are to make me happy though.. I want you to do it cuz you want to."
Santana bit down on her lower lip, her eyes searched around for an answer to pop in her head, but all she really wanted was to make Marley happy right now. "We are.. Us.. To everyone else that is.. But between you and I.." she answered in a calm tone before cupping Marley's face, giving her a light kiss. "We belong together.. As weird as it sounds, it's like God told me to come back here.. For you." she admitted with a smile. "I know what happened with you sucks.. And I wish it didn't happen at all.. But I promise you Marley Rose, I won't ever leave you."
Marley started to tear up a bit, her eyes having a slight sparkle in the light "Y-You mean.." she asked with a hope-filled tone of voice.
Santana just rolled her eyes "I want you to be my girlfriend you dork." she confessed as she smiled. "And I know you want me to be yours, I've seen the way you look at me."
The young brunette's expression changed "Y-You have?" she asked followed by a gulp. "But how? You don't ever look back at me when I look at you." Marley explained as she crossed her arms.
"Marls, I know when someone is checking me out." Santana said with confidence. "And I frankly don't blame you for checking me out, I would check myself out too if I were you." she continued as she walked away from Marley, swaying her hips gently. "It's a damn shame you're not 18 yet.. Otherwise I would take you into my room and.. Well you can probably guess." Santana winked as she left the area to go into her room.
Marley slightly pouted for a few seconds then changed her expression to happy all of a sudden "I have a girlfriend.." she bit her lip as an attempt to contain her excitement. "I have a girlfriend, I have a girlfriend." she spoke in a teasing singsong tone, as she danced a bit, breaking out into a giggle at how random she was acting at the idea of her and Santana being an item. "Santana Lopez.. Is mine.. And I didn't do anything other than be me.." she spoke to herself as she walked to living room to watch TV.
"Almost perfect.."
A/N: I know.. Marley/Bree makeout session? Why? I wanted some form of filler for this chapter, also I wanted a bit more proper build up for what you just read at the end. Also "sex" isn't my strength when it comes to writing, then again I suck at writing XD.. But anyways, do that lovely thing you know how to do. I will update when I can.