Here's chapter 2! Reviews are much appreciated! Enjoy! :)
Time passed as usual after the phone sex date. Santana came back home and graciously thanked Brittany for the experience. However, as much as Santana had seemed like she wanted to try anal play again—well, try it together really—she hadn't brought it up. Brittany figured that Santana was just taking her time getting comfortable with the idea of playing together, so she never tried to initiate it. Santana would bring it up eventually, wouldn't she?
As it turned out, she did bring it up on a Saturday afternoon a few months later. Brittany and Santana were lying almost completely pressed together in Brittany's bed, occasionally smiling or giggling as they gazed into each other's eyes.
"What are you thinking about?" Brittany asked, as she let her eyes fall closed at the sensation of Santana rubbing her thumb in lazy circles behind her earlobe.
Santana breathed out a little laugh in lieu of an answer. This got Brittany to open her eyes again.
"What?" she inquired as her eyes flickered around Santana's face.
"Nothing," Santana smiled. "I'm just thinking about you."
"Oh," Brittany whispered out as a blush took over her face. How did Santana do it? How did she still make Brittany blush with just a few simple words?
Santana smiled again as she urged Brittany to look at her and made a futile attempt to wipe the blush off of her face.
"Are we alone?" Santana asked after a minute of comfortable silence.
Brittany nodded. "But that's never stopped us before," she added.
Santana giggled and moved to lay her head in the crook of Brittany's neck. "You're right. But we're always careful."
"Always," Brittany agreed.
"But…I don't want to have to be careful today," Santana said as she moved to straddle Brittany.
How did Santana still do that? She'd taken Brittany from calm, relaxed bliss to needing Santana inside her right now with nine simple words. Brittany tried to steady her breathing as she looked up into her girlfriend's eyes and hoped that she still had the same effect on her. She was going to find out. Brittany reached up to help Santana remove her dress. Much to her delight, Brittany discovered that Santana wasn't wearing panties.
"When…?" she asked as she eyed her girlfriend's lower half.
Santana couldn't help but giggle and playfully roll her eyes at Brittany's inability to remove her eyes from her body. "When I went to the bathroom a little while ago."
By the time Brittany looked up again, Santana had removed her bra. She tried to reach for the hem of Brittany's shirt, but Brittany had other plans. She placed a hand on the back of Santana's neck and pulled her down slowly until their slightly parted lips were grazing. She did this for a few more seconds, never breaking eye contact with Santana, before she used her bottom lip to further part Santana's lips. Santana moaned and let her body fall onto Brittany.
Their kisses were slow, but deep and filled with lust. After a few minutes, Santana pulled her head up slowly. She let out a breathy laugh when Brittany's head followed her's in a failed attempt to keep Santana from breaking their kiss. Santana placed a delicate kiss on the tip of Brittany's nose before pulling away and looking into Brittany's eyes.
Santana didn't break eye contact as she guided Brittany's hands to her hips. Brittany was sure Santana would stop there. She loved when Brittany held her by the hips when they had sex. It made her feel safe and loved. But Santana didn't stop there. She released Brittany's left hand, but continued to move her right hand until it rested right above her ass.
Brittany's breaths quickened. Was this it? Was Santana going to let her do this? Did Santana really want her to do this? She decided to ask. The last thing she wanted was for Santana to ever feel pressured to try something she wasn't completely comfortable with.
"Are you sure," Brittany breathed out as she scanned Santana's face for signs of discomfort.
"Mhm," Santana nodded as she guided Brittany's fingers just a little bit further down to show her that she really meant it.
Brittany's heart was beating out of her chest. She wanted to make this really good for Santana. Even though Santana did really want to try this, Brittany knew she was still nervous. Brittany was nervous too, but why? She hadn't been nervous about sex for a long time. And it wasn't like she had never done this before. She'd done it to herself with Santana on the phone just a few months ago (and once more since then, if she was being totally honest).
After catching her breath, Brittany used her free hand to guide Santana's lips back down to her own. As their kisses grew more heated, Brittany began drawing light circles around the spot right above the start of Santana's crease. Santana rocked into Brittany as she moaned, having to momentarily break their kiss.
When it seemed like Santana had adjusted to the new feeling, Brittany began slowly running her finger up and down the first couple inches of the crease. Santana moaned into Brittany's mouth. The sound that came out was far more desperate than her usual moans. Brittany continued the motion while she tried to think of what she wanted to do to Santana next.
She'd been thinking—and sometimes even dreaming—about this for months. She'd played out almost every possible scenario in her head several times. She'd thought it would be easy to decide which scenario would best fit the situation, but it wasn't turning out to be so easy. But she had to make a decision; if she didn't move forward soon, Santana might start to worry.
The impending crisis was averted when Santana began kissing her way along Brittany's jawline to her ear. Brittany's first instinct was to giggle; Santana knew she was really ticklish along her jaw. It had been quite an unfortunate discovery. No one wanted their partner to burst out in uncontrollable laughter when they were making love…
Luckily, Brittany was far too turned on to giggle, especially when Santana had stopped peppering kisses to lick the rest of the way up to her earlobe before taking it into her mouth. As a few uneven breaths left her mouth, Brittany figured out exactly what she wanted to do.
Brittany pulled Santana's face so that their lips met again Their kisses were more frantic now than they had been before. When she felt that Santana had almost completely melted into her, Brittany flipped her over so that Brittany was now on top. She broke the kiss to look into Santana's eyes. A small smile played on her lips and all she could think about was how much she loved Santana.
"I love you so much, you know," Brittany said as she stroked the apple of Santana's cheek.
Santana smiled. "I know, baby. I love you, too."
Brittany knew she needed to get the lube, but she didn't want to break away from this perfect moment to do so. She cursed herself for not having it more readily available. But then again, she hadn't really known that Santana would want to do this tonight. Good thing the lube was just in her bedside drawer and not in her bathroom like it was last week.
Brittany placed a chaste kiss on Santana's lips before reaching towards the bedside table to retrieve the clear tube. She saw Santana eyeing it as she moved back into her position with her legs on either side of Santana's hips. Santana looked like she was getting a little nervous again. Shit. Brittany really wished she could have gotten the chance to prepare the lube ahead of time.
"You okay?" she whispered into the room. Brittany wanted to make sure Santana still wanted to do this.
"Yeah," Santana whispered back. There was a shyness to her voice that Brittany had never heard before. "I'm—I'm just a little nervous, I guess."
Brittany gave her a sympathetic smile. "We can go slow; I promise," Brittany said in her most reassuring voice. "Or…or we don't even have to do it tonight. We can do it some other—"
"No!" Santana cut Brittany off. "I want to do it tonight. I just… Is it going to hurt?"
"Santana," Brittany said, more serious now than she was before. "I never want to do anything that hurts you. If it hurts, tell me and we'll stop right away, okay?"
Santana seemed more relaxed as she nodded and moved to capture Brittany's lips with her own. After a few minutes, Brittany began to kiss her way down Santana's body, lavishing attention to every part of Santana that she could. She took a nipple into her mouth, making sure to look up at Santana as she did. That always drove them both wild. Brittany swirled her tongue around the hard nub as she gently kneaded Santana's other breast. As Santana became more vocal, the kneading intensified and Brittany went from licking to sucking on Santana's breast. Knowing that Santana might actually come like this if she didn't stop soon, Brittany decided to continue her way down her body.
When she reached Santana's hips, she readjusted herself, allowing Santana's legs to be spread open in front of her. Brittany kept eye contact with Santana as she lowered her head to Santana's hipbone. Santana shuddered. Brittany kissed the spot before using the very tip of her tongue to draw a line all the way down the space where her leg met her center. Santana thrust her hips forward; she needed more. Brittany couldn't help but smirk as she leaned down and placed a closed-mouth kiss to Santana's clit.
"Mmm, more!" Santana cried out. "More! Please, Britt; more!"
Brittany didn't need to be told twice. She placed one last kiss to the bud before lightly swiping her tongue over it. Santana whimpered and spread her legs wider at the new sensation. Brittany moved lower, swiping her tongue through the entire length of Santana's center. Though she couldn't see it, Brittany was sure that Santana was curling her toes into the sheets.
Brittany continued to slowly lick through Santana as she began to rub wide circles around Santana's hole. Santana thrust her hips into Brittany's face as she cried out again. Brittany smiled into Santana's sex. She wasn't usually this vocal. Brittany loved it.
Brittany drew her circles tighter and tighter and when she felt Santana practically dripping into her mouth, she knew she was ready for more. Brittany licked her way back up to Santana's most sensitive spot as she tried to discreetly coat her pinky finger with lube. She wasn't as discreet as she had hoped, though, because Santana lifted her head off the bed with a curious expression on her face. Brittany sucked Santana's clit into her mouth in an attempt to distract her. It worked; Santana's head fell right back onto the bed.
With her finger sufficiently lubed, Brittany resumed her tight circles around Santana's hole. She stopped sucking and began slowly licking her tongue through Santana again. When she reached Santana's entrance, Brittany inhaled deeply. This was it.
Brittany positioned her mouth at Santana's entrance at the same time as she positioned her finger to enter her hole. Brittany looked up. Santana's chest was rising and falling erratically. She knew what was about to happen and as far as Brittany could tell, she didn't look scared, so Brittany pressed forward.
Brittany let her mouth form a kiss over Santana's entrance as she slowly pressed her finger into Santana.
"Oh my God!" Santana barely managed to get out. Her entire body was undulating now, waiting for more.
Brittany slipped her tongue into Santana as she eased her finger a little further in. Santana gasped out into the room. God this was sexy. Brittany found herself rocking her hips into the mattress.
Brittany licked into Santana again as she pushed the remainder of the way in. She paused, looking up at Santana to make sure she still seemed comfortable. From the pants that were coming out of her mouth and the way her hands gripped the sheets, Brittany could tell that she was feeling very good.
Satisfied with what she saw, Brittany returned to the task at hand. She pushed her tongue all the way inside of Santana and rolled it around in circles. Brittany stilled Santana's hips when they began moving up and down on her tongue of their own accord. Brittany slowly pulled her tongue out of Santana before thrusting it in again and curling it upwards. Santana always loved when she did that. As Santana continued to climb, Brittany began thrusting her finger slowly into Santana's hole.
Santana cried out again. Brittany could tell she was desperate to come. Though she loved exploring Santana like this, she didn't want to keep her from her climax for too long. So she picked up the pace. Brittany began thrusting her tongue and finger into Santana faster. She was unable to stop her hips from rocking into the bed as Santana's cries got louder.
Knowing that Santana just needed a little push to get her over the edge, Brittany began rubbing her clit in tight circles with her free hand. It was a really awkward position and Brittany knew she would be super sore tomorrow, but she couldn't think about all that right now. She just wanted to focus on making Santana scream her name out.
It didn't take long at all. Not a minute later, Santana was writhing on the mattress, making noises that sounded a whole lot like Oh God and Britt and Fuck. Brittany tried to keep her hands and mouth on Santana, but Santana used what small bit of force she had left in her body to push Brittany's head away. The pleasure must have been too intense for her.
It took Brittany a second to realize that she, too, was panting quite heavily. God, that was hot. She wanted to tell Santana as much, but she was breathing too hard to get the words out and Santana was too focused on trying to get air into her lungs to even listen. The most Brittany could do was to move up the bed and lie down beside her girlfriend.
When the girls had finally caught their breath, Santana laced her fingers through Brittany's and squeezed.
"Wow, Britt. That was good. I mean, really good. Like, I've-never-felt-anything-like-that-in-my-whole-life good."
Brittany chuckled as she turned on her side to face Santana.
"Good," she replied. "I liked it a lot too." Brittany's smile faltered for a second before she asked, "It didn't hurt, right?"
"No, baby," Santana reassured her. "Like I said, it felt amazing."
Brittany smiled and leaned forward to place a chaste kiss on Santana's lips. "Nap time?"
"Nap time. And then after our nap, it's your turn," Santana said with a wink.
Brittany couldn't help the anticipatory moan that slipped out even as her tired eyes fell closed.
"I can't wait."
