Thanks for all the reviews :) And to my fantastic beta, bodybroke :)
I think around 6 more chapters... And I know people are annoyed that the time gap between now and the first chapter. Keep in mind that Brittana don't have to be apart from each other during the time gap.
Note the rating change
30th April 2019
Walking out of the exit of Logan International Airport; Santana struggled with the bag that was resting against her shoulder as she leaned forward over the curb to signal for a cab. Climbing inside the vehicle, she gave the address of the Wang Theatre to the driver, who nodded silently and began driving to the drop-off point.
Santana slipped out of the vehicle, she walked around the corner to the hotel which was next to the theatre, Santana flinched when warm hands wrapped around her middle
"Fuck…" Santana mumbled as Kitty's face came into view; "Who the hell are you?"
"Kitty Wilde… Brittany's… pal," Kitty explained softly; "We spoke on the phone."
Santana giggled in embarrassment; "Sorry… It's nice to put a face to the name.. and voice."
"Yeah, you too. Well… I've seen your picture… Listen, I got your text. It's room 328. Don't worry, our show starts in an hour… We're practicing now. Here's your ticket. It's in the middle. Just so she won't see you," Kitty rambled, passing Santana both a key to the hotel room and a ticket to the show.
"Oh…Thanks," Santana replied, holding the key tightly; as she slipped the ticket into her bag; "I'll see you after the show,"
"Yeah… Before you snap your girl up for the next few days," Kitty mumbled
Santana laughed; "You should go… I don't want Britt to notice,"
"Okay, see you later," Kitty called as she began walking round the corner towards the theatre. Santana wasted no time and began walking up to the hotel room. Slipping the key into the door, she pushed it open and walked inside. Letting the door close behind her, she placed a bag on the floor beside the bed, before walking into the en suite bathroom.
After freshening up, and changing into a new shirt; rubbing a new coat of lip gloss along her bottom lip; she grabbed her purse and began walking out of the hotel room; towards the entrance of the hotel.
Santana walked through the entrance doors of the Wang Theatre, lining up outside the main doors into the seating area for the ground floor. Santana reached in and switched her phone on, sending a quick good luck to Brittany for the show. She then walked through the doors and immediately sought out her seat.
The show started at half past 7 and Santana was in awe of Brittany from the immediate start. She knew that Brittany was a great dancer; her body was just one which was meant to move. Her hips swayed in unison to the several other dancers; her thighs were strong and toned; the muscles flexed as she kicked her legs out during high kicks. Her stomach; a rigid pane of muscles that could easily make you forget what your name was.
It was Brittany's eyes which sought all of Santana's attention. The crystal blue was wild through the whole two-hour performance. The way they widened as she took a jump; how she was lifted during the end sequence. They were the gateway into Brittany's soul; and Santana regretted ever doubting her; when everything she needed to know was right there, so clearly to see.
Santana instantly walked towards the backstage to try to find Brittany; a large stocky guy pushed her back by her shoulders.
"No entrance," David mumbled
"Excuse me," Santana replied, with furrowed eyebrows
"No entrance backstage." David said
"Get Brittany Pierce, please… It's important," Santana asked
David rubbed his temple; before picking up his Walkie-Talkie; "Sebastian, get Brittany to come to the right side, please. Got a groupie for her,"
"Groupie? Do I look like a groupie?" Santana asked in annoyance
David let his mouth curl up into a grin before nodding; "You look like number one groupie,"
Santana sighed in frustration; "Let's not talk,"
David nodded in agreement; and resumed fixing his hair in a broken mirror on the side.
"You have a bald patch growing," Santana said, wearing a silky smirk
"Genetics huh… I bet your mom was a bitch too," David replied
"My dad actually but close." Santana responded, running her fingers through her hair; she glanced back at David who shrugged in response before leaning against a stack of unused chairs.
Santana licked her lips lazily; as she scratched the back of her scalp; her eyes turning until they landed on surprised blue ones.
"Santana…" Brittany mumbled, stepping closer to her; before instantly throwing her arms around her waist; she pulled Santana unbelievably close to her. Brittany placed her lips against the side of Santana's neck, at the point where neck met shoulders.
"I'm here, Britt. I'm here for us," Santana revealed softly, letting her fingers brush through Brittany's hair, before tangling in blonde locks. Santana swallowed thickly as she heard Brittany choke back a sob as her face was buried deeper against her neck.
"God, I missed you so much," Brittany mumbled, as she let her hand rub up and down Santana's back, familiarizing herself with the way Santana's body felt; "I can't believe you're here."
Santana pulled back gently, breaking their embrace; she then ever so softly brushed away all remnants of tears which were covering Brittany's face. Santana smiled lightly; "Baby, this was the right thing to do… I've wasted months… practically punishing you for something I indirectly caused. If I let you do your job after college, the diner wouldn't be a problem… Meaning you wouldn't have been unhappy."
Brittany nodded softly, letting her hands pull Santana back into a slightly tighter hug; "You didn't cause this… I never should have lied to you… Baby, I never thought you'd be here,"
"Britt that show… God, you were the star of it. I'm so proud of you," Santana murmured gently, letting her fingers squeeze the base of Brittany's neck; "A kiss for the winner."
Brittany blushed as their lips met lightly for the first time in months. The way they hesitantly kissed made both of them move closer, extending the length of the kiss, as hands cupped warm cheeks.
"Wow… that was awesome." Brittany mumbled, biting her bottom lip she glanced from Santana's lips to her eyes; "Thank you… For coming,"
"I'll always be proud of what you achieve," Santana replied, leaning up and pecking Brittany's parted lips lightly; she pulled back, her fingers still playing with the hem of Brittany's baggy t-shirt; "Are you free to leave?"
"Yeah… I'll just grab my stuff… Do you wanna meet Kit?" Brittany asked, with a soft expression; "She was the one on the phone and stuff…"
"Of course…" Santana said, leaning forward to grab Brittany's hand, so that their fingers could link together; "I just want to know that… things are better for us. I've realised what's at stake to lose… I won't lose you,"
Brittany smiled brightly; before wrapping both of her arms around Santana's waist, letting her lips press just underneath her ear; Brittany released a contented sigh as her fingers squeezed Santana's hips. "You have no idea how good it is to hear that. I promise you things are never gonna be like that for us again,"
Santana ran her hand up Brittany's back, squeezing the base of her neck; "You're too skinny,"
"Sorry… It's all the dancing," Brittany explained, with a small smile
Santana let her hands slide down Brittany's slide over the slightly more noticeable feeling of bones; "I need to fatten you up, don't I?"
Brittany giggled, stroking Santana's cheeks as she brought their lips together once more.
"We should grab your stuff." Santana murmured gently against Brittany's lips; she licked her bottom lip before stepping back; "We can kiss later…"
Brittany bites her bottom lip as her cheeks blush; "Let's go then,"
Santana nods and takes Brittany's hand once more as they turn to walk backstage towards the changing room; "Number one groupie, huh?"
David smirked; "I guess not, Mrs Dancer,"
Santana laughed, and gave Brittany's hand a quick squeezed.
"What was that about?" Brittany asked
"Nothing, baby," Santana replied
They walk inside and Brittany immediately rushed over to slap Kitty across the arm to gain her attention.
"Kit, this is Santana…" Brittany announced proudly as she glanced between the two of them; "Baby, this is Kitty… She's from New Jersey…"
"Hey gurl." Kitty said with a smirk; "It's nice to put a face to the name, living with Brittany for 6 months… She's been moaning it half the night."
"Oh..." Santana said, tightening her hold around Brittany's waist as she tried to move out of her grasp
"God, Kit… Let's go, "Brittany said quickly, reaching over to grab her bag; "Come on, San. I'll take you out for some food."
Santana nodded softly; "It was nice meeting you…"
"You too… Have fun, Britt," Kitty called after them both as Brittany tried to exit the changing room before Kitty could embarrass her anymore.
They find a fast food restaurant which was only round the corner from the theatre and hotel. Taking a booth, Santana took the seat opposite Brittany, who was glancing down at the menu.
"I might get a cheeseburger… and a strawberry milkshake," Brittany said, placing the menu down and meeting Santana's eyes which were already looking at her; "What? Do I have something on my face?"
"No… Nothing… You're just so different," Santana replied
"A bad different?" Brittany asked, with furrowed eyebrows
"Britt, you could never be a bad anything. I love how you've changed, it's really great to see," Santana said, with a small smile; "So the tour… When does it finish?"
"In October… For 6 weeks… Then we're doing Canada… And a few smaller states," Brittany said
Santana nodded; "Wow, it's popular then… Can I ask how much you get paid?"
"Erm… just over $2000 per week," Brittany replied
Santana let out a low whistle; "God… Maybe I should become a dancer,"
Brittany giggled softly; "What do you want to eat? My treat,"
Santana glanced down at the menu; "I'll have the same as you,"
Brittany nodded and called a waitress over, ordering two cheeseburgers and two strawberry milkshakes.
The waitress brings their meals quickly and they tuck in barely any conversing other than mundane stuff like the weather.
"How long are you here for?" Brittany asked as they were walking to Brittany's hotel room
"Just a few days. I have a lot of plans in LA to start doing… You know like moving home," Santana said, squeezing Brittany's hand
"Home like… New York?" Brittany questioned
"I shouldn't have gone to my parents… It was stupid," Santana said; "You were right. Things were never gonna get better unless I move home so we can be together."
Brittany turned towards her; and wrapped her arms around Santana's waist; "I'm so… I'm so happy,"
"I want you to be happy," Santana murmured, letting her fingers comb Brittany's fringe back which was blocking her eyes; "Shall we go inside?"
Brittany nodded and followed inside the hotel after Santana. They took the elevator to the third floor. Taking steps towards room 328; "This is my room with Kitty. Don't worry I'll tell Kitty to sleep elsewhere,"
"I'm sure she'll give us some space," Santana said softly, as she placed her hand on Brittany's lower back, watching as she unlocked the door.
"Do you want room service or a shower?" Brittany asked, as she closed the door, throwing her bag beside her bed; "Are those your bags?"
"Yeah, I dropped them off before seeing the show," Santana replied, wrapping her arms around Brittany's waist from behind; she moved one of her hands upwards to move Brittany's hair from her back, she then placed a soft kiss on the base of her neck.
"Do you want a shower then?" Brittany asked turning round to meet Santana
"Erm… Sure,." Santana replied
Brittany chuckled softly, letting her fingers stroke Santana's cheeks; "You've been on a flight, I'm sure you'll feel better after a shower…"
Santana licked her lips softly, glancing between Brittany's eyes; "Okay… I'll take a shower…"
Brittany smiled; "Do you need anything?"
"No… I'll be quick. We still need to talk," Santana said, as she grabbed some clothes out of her bag; "Is there a towel in there?"
Brittany nodded; "Yeah…"
Santana smiled; and walked past, pausing only to press a light kiss on Brittany's cheek; "See you in a few,"
Brittany watched as Santana closed the door to the bathroom before letting herself fall onto the bed. She released a deep breath, almost a sigh of relief as today had been rather unexpectedly surprising. Santana was here. She was here and things were better.
They kissed. God knows when the last time they had kissed or even hugged. Probably November. It was shocking to realise how badly she had missed Santana. Even the small things, like the way her skin smelled, especially after a shower, or how she always managed to smell like Chanel perfume and oranges even without washing herself in her typical orange scented shower gel.
Brittany only closed her eyes for a few seconds, wanting Santana's arrival to sink into her body; that her wife was finally here. That they were together again. She woke up when she felt warm kisses being placed along her neck, and jaw. Blinking wildly, she met warm brown eyes; "Hi…"
"Hey… You must have fallen asleep," Santana murmured, brushing her fingers through Brittany's hair, letting her fingertips glide along Brittany's scalp, making her eyes involuntarily close to the touch; "Do you wanna sleep?"
"What time is it?" Brittany asked, not bothering to open her eyes; she had missed the way Santana had played with her hair.
"Just after 11." Santana replied, leaning down to place a soft kiss at the start of Brittany's hairline; "We can sleep if you want, baby,"
Brittany shook her head; "Talk to me,"
Santana let a small smile grace her lips; before kissing just above her eyebrow, where a small crease had formed; "About what?"
"Us, everything… Anything," Brittany mumbled
Santana let out a light giggle, leaning down and pecking the tip of Brittany's nose; "We're together, aren't we?"
Brittany opened her eyes gently, looking up at Santana; "Of course we are. We're always gonna be together… Nothing will break us up, San,"
Santana leaned down and met Brittany's lips in a chaste kiss. Warm lips moved against one another's, as they moved closer together. They pulled away from each other as breath became an issue.
"Wow… If we kiss like that for the rest of our lives…" Santana mumbled, before tugging Brittany into a much shorter kiss.
Brittany let her fingers brush down the side of Santana's torso, feeling the softness of the hotel's towel; she sighed softly at the image which lay underneath her. Masses of untouched tan skin, she had almost forgotten what Santana looked like. Well, not forgot, you could never forget what your wife looked like naked; it was just a temporary confusion. Like being so close to something which you had been without for so long.
"You can take it off," Santana murmured, against the rim of Brittany's ear; the way her breath hit the back of Brittany's ear, causing moisture to appear.
"W-what?" Brittany mumbled, letting her hand still on the point at which Santana had tucked her towel in; "Sex?"
Santana giggled softly, moving so her face was in front of Brittany's; "Is that okay with you?"
Brittany blushed wildly; the way Santana was looking at her as she suggested that; made her fingers curl around the corner of the towel.
"Look… I love you, Britt. I always have, always will… And I wanna be with you, in every way," Santana murmured gently, letting her thumb glide along the apple of Brittany's left cheek; "I understand everything… and I'm here because you're my wife, and I need to show you that I'm yours."
Brittany nodded
"We can just talk if you want… I just… I've really missed you, and you're so beautiful," Santana said softly, letting her fingers trail down until they reached Brittany's; she then entwined their fingers; "Whatever you want."
"I want you," Brittany revealed gently, letting her fingers squeezed Santana's; "God… I want you so much, Santana."
Santana smiled gently; letting her lips lower to brush along the small freckle sitting adjacent to Brittany's top lip.
"I want you too, baby," Santana whispered, letting her tongue brush against Brittany's skin, making them both lean forward, letting their lips tentatively touch one another's with a rare sight of shyness which hadn't been between the two of them in years, since they first met.
"I'm nervous," Santana murmured gently
"Me too," Brittany said
Santana let out a soft giggle, letting her thumb run along Brittany's bottom lip; "I don't know why, we've done this so many times."
"Too many to count," Brittany added, as her tongue purposely brushed against the tip of Santana's thumb; "You know how much this means to me… How much you mean to me."
Santana smiled softly, the way Brittany was speaking was melting her. Her fingers gently stroked Brittany's neck, tickling the skin in a way which made Brittany tighten her grip on the towel.
"I really wanna make love to you," Santana revealed softly, her eyes glancing down at Brittany's face, trying to gauge her reaction.
"I wanna make love to you too," Brittany replied
Santana giggled softly, as she slipped off the bed, moving towards the window, she closed it before closing the curtains. Santana turned back around and walked towards the bed; letting her fingers trail up Brittany's lower leg.
Brittany sat up, and shifted until her feet touched the ground. Her hands wrapping round Santana's waist, she glanced at Santana's face, before letting her hands slid down the towel until they reached the back of her thighs.
Santana released a shaky breath making Brittany snap her eyes to her.
"Is this too… fast?" Brittany asked
"No… I… I like it," Santana replied
Brittany smiled softly, letting her fingers glide up and down the back of Santana's thighs, making goose bumps appear after her touch.
"You should get unchanged," Santana murmured
Brittany nodded, and stood up, leaning in and pecking Santana's lips; "I've missed your lips."
Santana rolled her eyes, kissing Brittany's lips deeply, as her fingers curled around the hem of Brittany's t-shirt; she stepped back to tug it off, throwing it behind her. Santana let her eyes run along the expanse of creamy skin, firm breasts being held captive by a bright blue bra.
"So you…" Santana mumbled, as she connected her lips to Brittany's once more as her fingers reached behind Brittany's back, to unclasp her bra.
"I love blue," Brittany mumbled, slightly embarrassed
"You know how hot you look in blue, right?" Santana asked, letting her hands ghost over Brittany's breasts, cupping them with barely any pressure
"You'd look better without the towel," Brittany whispered, her fingers teasing the opening of the towel; "Can I?"
"You don't have to ask, Britt…" Santana replied
Brittany gently tugged the towel off, and even though she knew Santana would be naked, the expanse of bronze skin was tantalizing Fingers ran over Santana's torso, gently squeezing firm breasts, before gently grazing her fingertips over puckered peaks.
She's slightly shocked at the way Santana decided to take control. The way she gently, albeit the force is clearly there, pushed you to lie down.
Her lips curve up into a slight smirk, her finger trail along your collarbone, before following the set trail with her lips, a pink lithe tongue dipping out to taste your skin. The pace she's setting, you can tell she's debating whether to go slow or fast.
"You look like you're gonna eat me," Brittany muttered, breaking the lightly tensed atmosphere.
Santana giggled, running her nose against the top of Brittany's breast, letting her breath hit the skin beneath; "I might…"
Brittany bit down on her bottom lip, loving the glint of utter desire which was shining in Santana's now darkened eyes.
"I feel like I'm starving…" Santana murmured, lowering her hand so her fingers danced playfully over Brittany's abs, tapping fingertips over toned muscles like someone playing a xylophone. "One look at you… and it's like a hunger."
Brittany leaned up and kissed Santana's lips gently. They moved together, both of them swallowed the mumbled murmurs of sweet love declarations between quick smacks of lips, or probing tongues dipping in and out, tasting each other's mouths.
Brittany let out an embarrassingly loud moan as Santana's fingers slipped over her core. The unexpected touch sent shock waves throughout her body.
"So wet." Santana whispered, as she licked the length of Brittany's collarbone.
Brittany fumbled with her hands until one was tangling with raven coloured hair, as the other cupped Santana.
"Shit," Santana cursed, feeling pale slender fingers slip through her folds tentatively as if testing that she was ready.
Santana moved so her lips met Brittany's in a bruising kiss. Fingers made their journey, being pushed deep inside, whimpers being released at the joy at being full, feeling so full.
Brittany clutched tightly at the hold on Santana's hair, tugging her head until their foreheads met. A clear layer of sweat covered them, their skin sticky as they pressed against one another. Both wanted the other one to achieve their peak before themselves.
"Baby…" Brittany mumbled breathlessly, not really caring where her lips landed on Santana's skin. The taste of Santana, and the light coating of sweat was erotic. Brittany moaned as she gripped the back of Santana's neck, not really noticing how her short nails were digging in.
Santana let out a garbled sound, half between a moan and a whimper, as her hips jerked forward; nimble fingers curled around a pale hip.
Brittany felt her skin burn from Santana's touch; the skin on skin contact only really becoming a reality.
"I can't believe you're here," Brittany murmured, making Santana move her head from Brittany's neck, her lips swollen from her recent motions of kissing plentiful of pale skin; "You're really here…"
Santana let out a soft smile appear on her face; pausing her thrusting; she let her free hand cup Brittany's cheek. "I'm here, baby."
Brittany shifted so her lips brushed against Santana's knuckles; "I love you."
"We're so lucky, baby…" Santana whispered letting her eyes flicker from Brittany's; "I'm here… and I won't lose you or leave you…"
Brittany tried to sit up but Santana pressed her shoulder so she remained lying down.
"I'm not trying to ruin the mood. Just letting you know," Santana said, as she pressed a quick kiss to Brittany's now pouted lips.
Santana's eyes continued to look into Brittany's as their fingers resumed their motions to work them both to the edge.
Brittany's free hand reached up to brush Santana's messy hair from her face; "You're so beautiful."
Santana placed her vacant hand over Brittany's left breast, letting her thumb brush against both her sensitive nipple and clit simultaneously.
Brittany groaned in relief as her orgasm succumbed. She tumbled heart first in an abundance of pleasure, Santana was right behind her blindly pressing her lips against the curve of Brittany's jaw line.
Heavy panting resumed in the nearly silent room; Santana gently slipped her fingers out of Brittany, she wiped them against the bed sheets. Brittany kissed Santana's shoulder, before slipping her own fingers out of Santana.
"Wow…" Brittany murmured
Santana leaned in and kissed Brittany's lips; before lying down beside her. Her hand crawling along Brittany's waist, letting her arm draped around her.
"You are amazing," Santana murmured, letting her hand glide up and down Brittany's side; "Are you cold?"
Brittany shook her head, before pulling the bed sheets over them; "Is this better?"
Santana giggled; "Yeah… much."
Brittany moved so her face was next to Santana; their lips met softly.
"We should probably sleep," Santana mumbled
"I know," Brittany said, scratching her fingers through Santana's hair; "I'll take you for a date tomorrow…"
Santana nodded, letting her fingers stroke Brittany's neck; "I'll make the plans to move back home…. Your tour will be finished soon, and we need to be together."
Brittany smiled; "Thank you… for doing this. I really do appreciate it."
"You're worth everything, Britt… You know what you did wrong. You lied to me… and you're sorry for that. So we're fine…" Santana said
Brittany looked at Santana, whose eyes were closed; she pressed a kiss to a small nose; before shifting until she was snug against Santana's body. Letting her palm drag along Santana's stomach until she released a tired sigh.
"Goodnight, Honey." Brittany murmured
"Night, baby." Santana whispered
Both of them succumbing to the darkness, sleep easily taking over both of them.