A/N: sooo, i'm sorry for not updating. i feel so lame right now for not doing so. it was midterms week. so I was totally busy studying a lot of things and doing school stuff. thankfully, it's over. yey! anyways, thank you for the reviews, faves and follows. anyways, I don't really have anything to say, so here's the next chapter y'all :))

CHAPTER 18

"Britt... what about Roxy?" Santana reluctantly asked the blonde. After the countless heated kisses they've shared in the architect's bedroom, they decided to stop and go to the kitchen to fix dinner for themselves. They both agreed because they both know that if they stayed longer in the room, god knows what they'll be doing by then. They were preparing for dinner right now, cutting up some vegetables and preparing the other things they need for the food they'll be eating. While working in the kitchen together, the brunette finally asked which the blonde willingly and truthfully answered.

"Who, Roxy? Will you believe me if I tell you that there's never been a thing between me and Roxy? Well, maybe she has a thing for me, but I never had any feeling or whatever with her," the architect said, stopping what she was doing which was cutting the carrots to look at smokey brown eyes. "I did that for you to believe my act that I chose her over you. I only allowed that to happen, I allowed you to truly believe that, so you would despise me and hate me. So that you would break up with me and you would eventually leave, which you did. You know that I can't really be the one to break up with you, right? I can't do it but I had to. So I had to find another way, that's why Roxy happened," she said with a sigh in the end, thinking about what happened before still kills her inside.

"I believe you, Britt. I really do." The Latina had to. After all, she owed the other woman a lot with all the hurt, sacrifices and everything she'd been through because of that incident ten years ago.

Blue eyes sparkled like the waters in the ocean reflecting the bright rays of the sun. The blonde winked at her. "Anyways, San... all that matters to me is that you trust me, babe."

"Next question. Why didn't you visit me in Puerto Rico? Even once... I did well in school, you know." She slightly bit her lower lip because she was trying to keep her emotions in control and her tears at bay. She could feel her lip trembling, a sign that she was about to cry again.

The architect sighed. "You just didn't do well, Santana, you did more than great. How did I know? Well, it was because of Grandpa Lopez. He would regularly send me e-mail messages telling me all the things that's happening and all the things about you during your stay there. He would also send me your report cards. I just proved that your Abuelo was right, baby. I really was a distraction to you. And honestly? It was like a big blow in the gut and definitely a low blow for me, and it did hurt. Thinking about it now still hurts me. That instead of being an inspiration or a role model to you since between the two of us I'm the older one, I became the reason why you almost ruined your future. I could've ruined your future, San... and I can't do that to you," Brittany said with full of sadness in her voice. She stopped chopping the carrots awhile ago and now, she was still facing the counter but her hands were now leaning on them for support. She can't really hide the hurt, pain and sadness she felt and she could still feel every time she thinks about what happened and what might have happened if things happened in a different way.

"I'm sorry, Britt. I didn't really see it before. I wasn't able to look at things in a different perspective or point of view before. Heck, I didn't even think of what might have happened if we kept our relationship going." How could she erase the hurt and the pain that she could see on those blue eyes? The brunette pushed herself away from the counter and walked over to the blonde, wrapping her arms around her waist, hugging her from behind and resting her chin on the taller woman's shoulder.

"Hey... that's all water under the bridge now." Pale hands held tan ones, bringing it up to warm pale cheeks as the blonde leaned into the feeling of warm tan hand on her skin.

"Was Abuelo the one who sent you all of my books? When I looked at them, I noticed that all of them were first printings, so I guess they were from the publisher of my books. Well, yeah, I mean even though I was in Puerto Rico and well, I was writing there. But all of my works are being published here in the States."

"Yup, they were from your publishing house and they were first printings but those books didn't come from Grandpa Lo. In fact, he never said anything about you being a writer. One time when Sugar and I were strolling down and walking around the streets of the city, Tina called, she asked if we could buy a book that she could give as a gift to her mother's adopted child, Liz. So, Sugar being Sugar, we decided to go to this huge bookstore. Right there and then, I saw your name in the best-seller list." The blonde grinned, showing her perfect pearly white teeth. "I remembered that you were tagged as "the elusive writer." From then on, I called your publishing house and got my name listed as priority order. Every time you have a new book and they have it published, the publishing house would send me the package themselves."

"Britt, that must have cost a lot!" she can't help but be shocked. Yes, her books were being published in the States and shipping wouldn't cost that much, but still. Being in the list of priority orders would really cost a lot because it covers certain bills and payments including the price of the book, its tax, the shipping, so on and so forth. So it must have cost the architect a lot having her name listed on that list.

Brittany just shrugged. She dropped whatever she was doing and turned around in the arms of the brunette and faced her. Long pale arms wrapped around the slim waist of the shorter woman and pulled her closer. Tan arms moved to rest on the blonde's shoulder. Smokey brown eyes and sparkling blue one stared at each other, having this silent conversation that only the two of them would ever understand. They talked with their eyes, and not long after, both of them leaned in. Pink thin lips met red plump ones in a passionate kiss. Pale arms tightening around the brunette's waist as tan hands moved towards the taller woman's neck and the other hand tangling on golden locks. The architect kissed the writer with so much passion and she responded with more, pouring her heart out on that kiss.

"My love..." the blonde moaned in between thier kisses. Without that much effort, strong pale arms lifted the brunette and sat her on top of the counter. Since their height doesn't really differ that much, the Latina has to slightly bend down so their lips would meet perfectly. Tan fingers were tangled and playing with long and soft golden lock and her legs were wrapped around the toned waist of the other woman, resting it on her lower back just above her ass.

"Britt!" she gasped and moaned when she felt that her top was being opened and the buttons of the top snapped and just flew everywhere. Her top was definitely ruined, to say the least. She can't hold back the moan that was coming out from her, hew own body even seemed to have a mind of its own when it just voluntarily arched, as if her body was looking for something, something even more.

The taller woman's lips slowly traveled downwards, from her lips to her jaw and down to her neck. The other woman kissed, sucked, licked and nipped every inch of her skin, leaving a burning trail of sensation on her already burning skin. It made her grip the blonde's golden locks even tighter, digging her nails into the woman's skin. The sensation was so overwhelming. It felt so good that she wanted more.

She felt those thin lips traveling lower, on her collarbone and down to her cleavage. Pale hands expertly unclasped her bra from behind and removed it from covering the brunette's chest, revealing her full rounded breasts. As soon as the offending garment was removed, the blonde didn't waste anytime, her mouth immediately found one of the peaks and hungrily claimed it, nipped it, and sucked it, while her hand gently squeezed and played with the other peak. It made her moan even more when the blonde released her nipple with a pop and then sucked on it again, her tongue expertly playing with the hardened nipple. She felt a shiver run down her spine. The sensation was so different that it felt like it was eating and dominating her whole being.

She heard the other woman groan, too. The architect was already panting heavily as she buried her face at the valley of the brunette's breasts. "San, I don't think I can control myself anymore," she said as she was trying to catch her breath.

Red plump lips quirked up into a smile.

She jumped off of the counter, landing on the kitchen floor with both feet. Her smile turned into a mischievous grin the moment she saw the other woman's gorgeous face, she looked like she was in pain. Rachel once told her that guys experience a different kind of pain if they're so aroused and yet he couldn't do the deed. So, that certainly applies with her lover right now because of the woman's extra appendage. And yes, of course she believed her best friend. Her mind might be full of stars, performances, broadway shows and all that, but this woman definitely knows a lot of things. Like, a lot.

In fact, when she looked down, the bulge on the architect's crotch was very noticeable. She felt daring, so she teasingly placed her hand over the bulge, applying a little pressure.

Brittany breathed in sharply and tightly held the brunette's wrist, stopping her. "Don't do that, Santana," the blonde told her in so much difficulty in trying to control herself.

"Will you marry me?" the brunette seriously asked.

"My only dream is to marry you and make you mine," the architect said with full of love and adoration before claiming the lips of the brunette again in a heated kiss. This time, the kiss was more heated and more passionate than the previous ones.

Tan hands held pale ones the moment they broke the kiss of to catch their breath. "Then come." She ran towards the nearest room, going straight into the shower, pulling the blonde with her.

"What-"

"Ssshh!" The brunette cut her off. Then, she started to remove the every single clothing that the blonde was wearing, one by one. The other woman even attempted to stop her by holding her hand when she started to remove her clothing. She also removed the clothes that she has left, covering her own body.

"Woman, do you know-"

She interrupted the blonde by pressing her plump lips against thin ones. She kissed her hard while her hands quickly pulled down the other woman's sweatpants, which she successfully did. The only thing left covering her lover was the boxers she was wearing. She slightly pulled back to look at the blonde, savoring every detail of the woman's breathtaking body that was in front of her. And yes, she has to admit that she was feeling a bit nervous.

Oh, god. Am I actually doing this right?

But before the decision in her mind would change, she quickly averted her eyes back to those thin pink lips and pressing her red plump ones against those sweet lips for a quick loving kiss.

"You're such a temptress, Santana," the architect moaned out, which the brunette gladly responded by giving her a teasing smirk.

Now that they were fully naked, except for the briefs that was covering Brittany's cock, the brunette turned the shower on and started to run the soap over the creamy white and silky smooth skin. She can't help but smile when she felt the blonde's fingers tightening its grip on her wet raven locks. Yes, the grip was tight that it hurt, but it brought a burning sensation that fuels her body even more. She placed the soap aside and then moved to kiss the blonde again. She started kissing her pink lips, slowly and passionately savoring the taste and softness of those lips. Then, after leaving one last lingering kiss on the Brittany's lips, Santana moved to trail kisses from the taller woman' pale jaw, her neck, to the architect's shoulder, to her prominent collar bones, to the valley of those beautiful pale breasts, leaving a lingering kiss on each pink nipple of the blonde... then she went lower and lower. She kissed, licked, sucked and nipped on those warm silky smooth, creamy white gorgeous skin, not leaving a single spot not being touched, and she made sure to leave a mark on every part her lips would pass. The brunette can't stop herself from doing those that every moment she feels like she was burning so hot, she would bite down on the woman's smooth pale skin that would make her hiss and moan in pleasure, the grip of pale fingers on her hair became tighter in every bite.

As she went lower and lower, she finally reached the spot below the architect's bellybutton and just above the waistband of his briefs, that was covering her cock. And then, there she was, the woman she truly loves... in all her naked glory, except for that one single piece of offending cloth. Brown eyes slowly looked up and met sparkling blue ones. She saw a glint in those ocean blue eyes, they were turning a deeper shade of blue, and has this look as if she was challenging her. She sent a playful smile back to the blonde, saying that she accepts the challenge. With shaking hands, she tugged at the blonde's remaining underwear and slowly pulled it down, removing it from covering the area. What she didn't really expect to see is the part that she knows her blonde has, which doesn't actually bother her and she already knows about that ever since they're young - duh! -, and how good it actually looked on Brittany. And oh...

"Oh, my God!" she couldn't help herself but gasp and sort of moan. She immediately covered her mouth when she heard herself make a sound. Overall, plus the extra package, the woman in front of her looked so perfect. Brittany is breathtakingly perfect and no one... no one could ever disagree on that. Well, if they gets to see this perfectly fine piece of ass, man... but oh, hells no. I definitely am not saying that you're allowed to see that. She's mine. Brown eyes kept on traveling up and down, staring at the blonde's body. Absorbing and memorizing every inch of this image of perfection. And when her eyes landed again on the blonde's cock she could feel that her breath was caught in her throat again, and she can't help but to let her eyes linger there longer. Shit, she's huge. Britt's huge... gosh. Damn, Rachel! I'm not that innocent nor naive, but why didn't she tell me that this could be this huge in person? Like duh, I've been gay ever since I could even remember and Rachel did have some sort of "experiments" during those times when she was trying to figure out what she really is.

Oh, Santana Lopez, were you just thinking about Ms. Hobbit Berry while you're about to have your sweet lady loving with Brittany? Not so good, girl. Get back to work! So where was I? Oh yeah, looking at Brittany's awesomeness...

She scolded herself for letting her mind wander off while she was in the middle of an important event in her life. But her gaze and her mind was still fixed on the thought of having her blonde, in all her naked glory, standing in front of her right now. Though, she was brought back to reality when she heard the sweet voice of the other woman when she giggled. "Had enough staring? My eyes are actually up here, San... just saying," the blonde said. She helped the brunette up and slowly pushed her against the cold bathroom wall, caressing every inch of those smooth tan skin, lightly letting her finger tips graze over the Latina's prominent collar bones and down to her breasts.

"You're so beautiful, San. Perfect, gorgeous..." the architect said while she was running the soap over the brunette's skin, leaving soft lingering kisses on every inch before letting the soap run over it. Then, she washed the suds off of the shorter woman's body, and peppered kisses all over her woman, lingering on those plump lips, her jaw, on her neck, down to her collar bones, on to each breast and down to those firm, toned tan abs of the brunette.

"Oh, Britt..." This powerful and burning sensation is making the Latina's legs weak. She could feel the blonde's hunger with how close and flushed their bodies are. The ale wandering hands touching every inch of her burning skin. Santana was longing for something and she knows that Brittany's body was looking for something, too. It may be hunger, passion, desire... but it was something that the brunette couldn't really name.

She let out a squeal when strong pale arms lifted and carried her bridal style. The water was still dripping down their bodies but the blonde wasn't fazed about it, neither was the brunette. The moment they got near the huge bed at the center of the blonde's room, Brittany gently placed her on top of the bed before climbing and positioning herself on top of her. They let their hands wander on each other's burning skin, tan skin mixing with creamy white ones. Every part and every inch was made sure by both women that it was touched and kissed.

"Are you ready, love?" the blonde whispered softly on her ear. She positioned herself carefully, hovering on top of the brunette. Then thin pink lips softly kissed red plump ones.

The Latina was nervous, to say the least, but her desire to let the blonde feel how much she loves is just overpowering. The love that she's been keeping and been taking care of for a very long time. With full of adoration and love, she nodded her head in confirmation with a smile.

A sweet smile appeared on the architect's beautiful face. She moved herself between the brunette's legs and positioned the head of her cock at the woman's entrance. While smokey brown eyes and deep ocean blue ones were staring lovingly at each other, as the blonde slowly pushed inside her, both women felt their bodies become one. They became one not only physically, but in every fiber of their being.

A/N: okay. i feel pretty lame for cutting this sexy times short and leaving you guys and your imagination to play with what happened... i just really didn't feel like writing the whole smut thing for now. I have no inspiration right! just kill me. i know you're not satisfied with it. *sigh* anyway, i had to just cut it short because i felt the need to update. so yeah. anyways, there you have it.