Side Effects
Chapter 20
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Brittany sits on the bleachers after school, watching as the Cheerios practice out on the field. She had ridden to school with Santana, and even though she could have caught a ride with Rachel or someone, she had decided to wait on Santana. The brunette had protested only because she thought Brittany would be bored, but Brittany hadn't backed down, and made it clear she was waiting, which of course made Santana smile.

As the blonde sits and watches, she can't help but be impressed with her girlfriend. Wait, girlfriend? Was she her girlfriend? It felt like she was, and she wanted her to be, but she hadn't asked her again, so maybe they weren't. She'd definitely have to talk to Santana about where they stood.

Watching her out on the field tumble and dance made Brittany smile a megawatt smile. She was one of the best out there, which duh, she was the head Cheerio. They danced in Glee, but Santana never seemed that into it. Brittany of course knew Santana actually really enjoyed Glee, and just tried to pass it off as something she didn't care about. She'd look over at Santana during a performance and see a wide smile on the girl's face, one that Brittany knew was real, but it'd only last a few seconds, before she'd catch herself, and look bored again.

Brittany didn't understand why Santana would do that, but she had to admit, it kind of made her laugh.

She gets pulled out of her musings when someone sits next to her. She looks over and sees Rachel, and gives her a confused look, "What are you still doing here?" Brittany asks curiously.

Rachel shrugs her shoulders, her eyes flickering down to the field briefly, "I stayed late and worked on my solo in the auditorium." She explains, looking back at Brittany's blue eyes.

The blonde's eyes move down to the field where she sees Quinn looking up into the bleachers at them, and she realizes why Rachel was here now. "Watching Quinn?" Brittany asks knowingly making a blush take over Rachel's features, and duck her head down.

"Hey," Brittany says, getting her attention as she nudges Rachel's shoulder, "I'm happy for you." She assures the girl, ducking her own head to try and meet Rachel's eyes. "If she has changed, and she's going to treat you right, and she makes you happy then I'm happy." The blonde explains with a shrug.

Rachel looks up and gives Brittany a small smile, "Thank you Brittany." She says sincerely.

They fall into a silence, both too absorbed in watching their girls down on the field.

"So I was thinking." Rachel says, pulling Brittany out of her thoughts, making the blonde turn her attention away from Santana. "I was thinking maybe we could go on a double date." Rachel suggests, looking over at Brittany with a wide grin, her eyes twinkling with excitement.

The blonde tilts her head to the side, and her brows furrow, "Wouldn't that be kind of awkward." Brittany asks, confused, "I mean considering you dated Santana, and she dated Quinn…" Brittany trails off.

Rachel smirks, "I'll be fine." She says with a shrug, "I'm over Santana, and I would just like to forget about her and Quinn." She adds making Brittany nod her head slowly.

"Do you think Quinn would be up for that? And what about Santana? I don't think she'll say yes." Brittany questions, knowing Santana wouldn't say yes in a million years. Also she didn't know if Quinn and Rachel were even officially together yet, or enough to where Quinn would go on a double date out in public with them. She knew Rachel got a little too over excited about things sometimes, and moved quicker than the other party would like.

"Well, Quinn asked me to be her girlfriend, and I said yes." Rachel says, a smile growing on her lips. "She said she wants to be out and this will be her way of proving herself to me." Rachel says with a sly grin. "I can handle Quinn." She adds, summing it up. "And I think you can handle Santana." She says with a smirk.

Brittany couldn't help but laugh, because she knew as much as Rachel that Santana was already wrapped around Brittany's little finger.

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Brittany follows Santana into her house later that afternoon. She had insisted on going over to check on their duck, who has finally been named Diego. Also she of course just didn't want to say goodbye to Santana yet. She didn't want to come off clingy, but she wouldn't mind spending just about every second of every day with the Latina.

Brittany quickly makes her way up the stairs and into Santana's room, before the brunette even had a chance to get inside the house all the way, and shut the front door behind them.

Santana giggles at the girl and follows her up the stairs and into her room where she sees her already siting on the bed with Diego waddling around her bed, "He better not go to the bathroom on my bed." Santana says sternly. She sits next to the blonde, and reaches out patting the top of Diego's head with a grin.

"Hey San?" Brittany asks suddenly, her eyes still set on the duck as she pet him. She feels the Latina's eyes on her and hears her let out a humming noise of recognition so she continues, "Are you my girlfriend?" She asks innocently.

Finally she moves her gaze away from Diego and looks over at Santana who looked a little caught off guard at the question. It wasn't that she didn't want Brittany to be her girlfriend, the question just kind of came out of nowhere. She hadn't even thought about asking Brittany again, which was dumb. The past few days have been amazing and Santana had just assumed they were together.

"It's okay if you don't want to be. I was just curious. I mean we act like we are and stuff so…" Brittany trails off, her eyes moving back down to Diego. She was growing uncomfortable under Santana's gaze, and she bit down on her lip. Maybe she was wrong about thinking Santana wanted to be with her.

"No, Britt," Santana says, snapping herself out of her thoughts. She takes in the blonde's unsure features and reaches over taking the blonde's hand in her own, giving it a reassuring squeeze. "You're right, we do act like we are, and I guess I just assumed we were together. But I shouldn't have done that. I'm sorry." She apologizes. Brittany opens her mouth to protest, and tell her she didn't need to be sorry, but Santana stops her, "I love you, and I want us to be together, and so it's only right of me to ask you." She explains.

"Well, I mean I could have asked you too." Brittany says shyly with a shrug.

Santana shakes her head at the statement, "No, I want to ask you, besides I wear the pants in this relationship, it's my job." She jokes, only to earn a glare from Brittany as one of her brows makes its way up to her hairline. Santana lets out a giggle and bites her lip, before shaking her head, brushing the comment off, "I'm sorry." She apologizes with a smile. She inhales deeply, and sits up a little straighter, looking Brittany in the eyes. "Brittany, will you please do the honor of being my girlfriend again?" She asks with a wide grin, looking hopeful at the blonde.

Brittany lets a blush take over her features and she looks down at Diego shyly, before looking back up at Santana, "Of course." She says, nodding her head to affirm her statement. She leans in and places a soft kiss on Santana's lips, "I so wear the pants in this relationship, by the way." she mumbles against Santana's lips, making the brunette chuckle, but not protest.

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Brittany walks out of Santana's bathroom and sees Santana laying on her bed dressed in a tank top and cheer shorts, watching the blonde with curious eyes, "What are you doing?" Santana asks with an amused smile. Brittany had told Santana to get comfortable while she put Diego back in the bathroom and fed him, and that she'd be right back.

Brittany simply smirks at her girlfriend, and slowly walks towards her, crawling on the bed towards her with a seductive look in her eyes. She sees Santana swallow hard and the brunette sit up on her elbows as she watches Brittany come towards her with lust filled eyes.

The blonde continues her path until she is straddling Santana, and she presses their lips together for a deep passionate kiss. She hears Santana groan from beneath her and Santana's hands squeezing at her hips, one hand balling up the fabric of her t-shirt.

Santana tries flipping them over so that she could be on top but Brittany stops her, and pins the Latina's hands down. She pulls away from the kiss and looks down at Santana with a smirk. "I want to be on top." Santana says with determination and with a little bit of a pout.

Brittany knew Santana liked being in control while having sex; that much was obvious, even just knowing her. She liked controlling everyone and everything around her. She couldn't let someone else take the wheel, but Brittany was going to make her. Although Brittany had no idea what she was doing, and she'd probably end up needing Santana's help anyway; she was going to make sure she was the one taking care of Santana. "I owe you." Brittany says simply before reattaching their lips.

Santana moans into the kiss and Brittany can feel her body start to relax before she pulls back once again, "You don't owe me anything Britt." She breaths out, looking up into ocean blue eyes.

The blonde smiles down at Santana, "You're sweet, but I want to do this okay?" She says, before leaning down kissing Santana quickly, "You make me feel amazing and I want to do the same to you." She explains sincerely.

Brittany kisses Santana once again, but the brunette pulls away for the millionth time, and Brittany just moves her kisses down to Santana's neck. "Britt, you always make me feel amazing." Santana admits with such honesty in her voice, and it makes Brittany stop and pull back to look at Santana who now had a faint blush on her cheeks.

Brittany reaches out and brushes Santana's bangs back with her hand and smiles down at her lovingly, "Just let me do this okay?" She asks softly.

Santana inhales deeply and nods her head, giving in and surrendering herself to the blonde, making Brittany smile widely. She leans down and presses their lips back together for a hungry kiss.

Brittany's hands move down to the hem of Santana's black tank top and tugs up on it, pushing up Santana's body. She pulls Santana to a sitting position and quickly discards the shirt, tossing it carelessly to the side.

Her hands then move around Santana's back as her lips find the brunette's neck and shoulder. She unclasps her bra with more skill than she had last time, and tosses it into the pile also as her lips continue their attack on Santana's caramel skin.

She pushes Santana back down onto the bed and her lips make their way down to Santana's breasts, and she sucks one into her mouth, flicking the nipple with her tongue, making Santana's back arch off of the bed, and tan fingers tangle in blonde locks, pressing her even closer.

Brittany still felt a rush of nerves flowing throughout her body, but each sound Santana was making, slowly made the feeling fade away. Her hands make their way down to Santana's shorts and push them down as far as she could reach in her position. She lets out a grunt, and pulls away from Santana before sitting up, still straddling the Latina.

She throws her leg over Santana, and pulls her shorts off, letting out a gasp when she realizes Santana wasn't wearing any underwear. She looks up at the brunette who was looking at her with a smirk, and Brittany smiles before moving back up her body and kissing Santana.

Her hands find Santana's breasts, and massage the soft flesh, squeezing them together, making amazing sounds erupt from the Latina's mouth. She feels Santana's hands pushing up at her shirt, and she pulls back, shaking her head, "Baby…" Santana whines, her fingers tracing Brittany's abs. She needed to feel Brittany's skin on hers.

"This is about you." Brittany says lowly, into Santana's ear, before taking the lobe between her teeth.

Santana groans and her hips buck up into Brittany, "Baby, I want to feel you please…" She moans, her hands continuing to push Brittany's shirt up. "I'd enjoy this so much more if you had no clothes on." She husks out, her hands massaging Brittany's breasts over her bra.

A moan escapes then blonde's lips and her head drops down to Santana's shoulder, enjoying the feel of Santana's hands on her. "Okay," She finally whispers, picking her head back up. She sits up and pulls her shirt up over her head then moves her hands behind her back to unclasp her bra. She looks down at Santana who has her eyes firmly placed on the blonde's chest, waiting in anticipation for the barrier to be gone.

Brittany's lets it drop off her body and she tosses it into the pile of clothes. She hears a moan escape Santana's throat and the brunette's hands instantly find her breasts, squeezing them with the perfect amount of pressure, making her throw her head back as her hips grind down into Santana.

"Take these off." Santana breaths out, her fingers tugging at Brittany's jeans, which she had already at some point managed to unbutton without the blonde even noticing. Brittany quickly complies and pulls her jeans off with Santana's assistance, along with her boy shorts. She positions herself back in between Santana's legs they both moan at the feeling of Brittany's lower stomach making contact with Santana's dripping wet core.

Santana starts bucking her hips up into Brittany, and the blonde grinds her hips back against Santana who moans loudly, her fingernails digging into Brittany's back. But as soon as she had started, Brittany stops moving her hips and sits up a little, making Santana groan, and let her eyes flutter back open.

She watches Brittany slide down her body, and stop with her head hovering just above her glistening core, making Santana feel like she was going to come right there. Her hands move down to Brittany's head, and she tangles her fingers in the blonde's hair. "Britt…" She begs, arching her back up off the bed.

Brittany licks her lips and looks back up at Santana and suddenly feels her nerves coming back, and hitting her hard. She swallows hard and props herself up on her arms, "Santana…" She trails off, pulling her bottom lip in between her teeth.

Santana's eyes open back up and look down at Brittany, "What is it?" She asks, her voice full of concern. Her hands slide out of the blonde's hair and cup Brittany's face, her thumbs caressing her cheeks softly.

"I'm sorry, I just, I don't know how to do this…" Brittany says with a nervous laugh. "I want to make you feel good, but I don't know if I can." She admits shyly, her eyes moving to the side to look at the bedspread underneath them.

Santana smiles and gently tugs on Brittany's face, making her look back up at her, "Baby, it's okay." She assures her, "I think you could be god awful in bed, and still make me feel good." Santana says with a chuckle, but Brittany didn't look amused, or like she felt any better about the situation.

The brunette sighs, "You don't have to do anything you don't want to do." She says sincerely.

"No I want to. I really want to." Brittany confirms, her eyes flickering from Santana's eyes to her core, and back. "I am just really nervous. I want you to feel good, but I have no idea what to do here." She says as her cheeks turn a deep crimson red.

Santana feels Brittany's breath against her throbbing center with every word the blonde speaks and she felt like she was going to combust at any second now. She breathes in deeply, trying to control her heaving chest, and focuses on how nervous Brittany looks, "Babe…" She pants out, one of her hands moving to the back of Brittany's head to tangle in blonde locks, "You'll be fine, just…" She starts only to trail off. How do you actually explain to someone how to eat you out? "Just use your tongue, just…inside me…" She says, finding it hard to speak complete sentences with how turned on she actually was. "Please…" She breaths out her head falling back onto the pillow.

Brittany swallows hard and nods her head, her eyes moving back down to Santana's core in front of her. She sees Santana's legs bending and straightening out on either side of her head, and her entire body is wriggling around, not being able to keep still. Brittany knew she needed her badly, and just needed to do it. It couldn't be that hard right?

Taking in a deep breath she bends her head down, and pokes her tongue out, licking all the way up Santana's center, flicking at her clit, before pulling back. A loud groan escapes Santana's lips and she screams out some incoherent words as her hands tighten their grip on Brittany's hair. "Keep going…" Santana pants out pleadingly.

The blonde's eyes move up to Santana who had her eyes screwed shut, and her back arched off the bed, and she knew she had to have done something right. She moves her head back down and licks Santana once again, from top to bottom and repeats the action a few more times, speeding up her pace.

Santana's legs wrap around Brittany's back and she continues moaning and panting, her hips bucking up into Brittany's face, "Britt, inside. Put your tongue inside of me…" She moans out, opening her eyes up long enough to give Brittany a pleading look.

Brittany nods her head at the request and pushes her tongue deep inside of Santana before pulling out and repeating the action once again. She can't help but moan against Santana's heat at the taste of her. She never imagined eating a girl out could taste this good, but she felt like she couldn't get enough. Her tongue picks up its pace and she greedily pushes her tongue in and out of the brunette at an unrelenting pace, wanting to taste more and more of her.

Her fingers dig into Santana's thighs as the girls hips start bucking uncontrollably, and she tries pinning them down, but it was no use. Brittany pulls out and flicks her tongue against Santana's throbbing clit, and notices Santana moan louder than she had been. She latches onto the bundle of nerves and begins sucking relentlessly as Santana lets out a scream, "Oh fuck yes, Britt!" She moans out, her head moving side to side as she feels her orgasm approaching.

Brittany feels her own core literally dripping with arousal down her thigh. She closes her thighs together tightly, and continues to focus on Santana and those amazing sounds that were coming out of her mouth.

She detaches her lips from the girl's clit and roughly pushes her tongue back inside of Santana wanting to taste more of her once again. She twists her tongue slightly, and hears Santana gasp, "Yes, right there Britt…" She breaths out, bucking her hips roughly against Brittany's face.

The blonde thrusts her tongue back into Santana and curls it up, being sure to try and hit that same spot over and over again. Her tongue picks up its pace, and she looks up at Santana to see her eyes screwed shut tightly, and feels the Latina tugging on her hair, her legs clenching around Brittany's head.

"I'm so close Brittany," Santana moans out. She lets one of her hands untangle from Brittany's blonde locks and brings it down to her clit, rubbing tight circles with her fingers. The blonde quickly brings her own hand up, and replaces Santana's fingers, wanting to be the one to get her girlfriend off, "Oh god Britt…I'm…" She starts to say, but loses her voice and lets out a loud groan as she begins to see stars.

Brittany feels Santana's muscles clenching around her tongue, trying to push her out, but she pushes in even deeper, and harder. The taste of Santana becomes even stronger as more of her juices drip out of her and Brittany laps it all up like she hadn't eaten in days, moaning into the soft flesh of Santana at the taste.

Santana's hands loosen their grip on Brittany's hair, and she feels the Latina's legs go slack, making her look up to see the brunette lying limply on the bed above her. Brittany continues lapping at Santana's center until she was sure she was all clean. She hears Santana let out a whimper and she withdraws her tongue from Santana's body, and moves up, hovering over Santana.

The blonde leans down and peppers kisses all over Santana's face, and hears the girl let out a sigh of appreciation. Brittany pulls back and looks down on Santana with a loving gaze as the brunette slowly lets her eyes flutter open, "How was I?" Brittany asks a little bit shyly.

Santana lets out a chuckle, and lazily brings her hand up to caress Brittany's cheek, "Perfect." she says, her voice low and husky, making Brittany's whole body tingle. Brittany smiles and leans down kissing Santana fully on the mouth, but pulls away after a few moments, and starts sucking and nipping on her neck. Her hips grind down into Santana's thigh, and the brunette gasps, "God, you're so wet." Santana breaths into Brittany's ear.

Brittany whimpers in response and nods her head, grinding her hips down into Santana once again.

A moan tumbles out of Santana's lips and unexpectedly she flips the two of them over to where she is hovering over Brittany. She smirks down at the surprised blonde, and leans down pressing a kiss to her lips.

After a few minutes of a heated make out session, Santana pulls away breathlessly. "Lift your leg up." Santana pants out, reaching behind her to tap on Brittany's right thigh. The blonde complies, and Santana helps hoist her leg up over her shoulder. "I want to feel you…" Santana whispers out, before lowering herself down, her core, meeting Brittany's, making them both moan at the contact.

"Santana…" Brittany gasps out as Santana starts thrusting her hips down into Brittany. Her fingers grip tightly at Santana's shoulders, her nails digging into the skin. She bucks her hips up, meeting Santana's rhythm, and can't stop the continuous moans from slipping out of her mouth.

Santana groans and begins thrusting down into Brittany harder and faster. Sweat is dripping down her face and her legs were burning, but she couldn't stop, it felt too fucking good. She lets her head drop, and she buries her face into the blonde's neck as her hips continue rocking rapidly into Brittany. "Oh god, you feel so good," Santana moans out, into Brittany's ear, making the blonde groan in reply, her hips bucking up faster.

Brittany feels that new but familiar sensation forming in the pit of her stomach. She lets one of her hands slide down to Santana's ass, squeezing the soft flesh, and pressing the brunette even harder into her as her other hand continues clawing at Santana's back.

"Are you close?" Santana just about whimpers, picking her head up to look down at Brittany, who nods frantically in response. She lifts herself up onto her elbows and grinds down into Brittany even harder and faster, wanting nothing more than to make Brittany come.

She watches Brittany intensely as the blonde's eyes squeeze shut, and her mouth hangs open slightly. Brittany lets out a loud moan, and Santana feels her mess up the rhythm and she knew she was coming. She continues thrusting hard into the blonde and seconds later feels herself coming hard.

The two girls fall limply onto the bed, Santana collapsing onto Brittany as their hips continue moving into one another at a steadily slowing pace.

A few minutes later and the only thing that can be heard throughout the room is the heavy panting of the two girls. Santana pulls back and looks down at Brittany who was trying to catch her breath. She lets out a breathy giggle making Brittany flutter open her eyes and look up at her, and smile back.

Santana leans down and nudges Brittany's nose with her own before placing a soft kiss on Brittany's lips. She pulls back once again and rolls over onto her back with a huff, still trying to get her breathing back to normal. She reaches over for Brittany who in turn positions herself back on top of Santana, and starts kissing her neck.

"You're trying to kill me." Santana says with a groan, her hands moving to rest on Brittany's back. The blonde simply giggles and shakes her head no.

Brittany pulls back and looks down at Santana who had her eyes closed, and she could feel the brunette's breathing begin to even out. She thinks briefly that Santana had fallen asleep, but then the brunette slowly flutters her eyes back opened and looks up at Brittany through heavy lids, and gives her a lazy smile. Her eyes quickly close once again, and Brittany continues to watch as she nods in and out of sleep.

"Stop it." Santana says, not opening up her eyes. She lets a smile grace her lips and slowly opens her eyes to find Brittany looking at her confused, "Stop staring at me." She explains with a shy grin.

"You're beautiful." Brittany breathes out with such honesty in her voice; it makes Santana's breath catch in her throat.

A blush creeps up onto the Latina's face, but she quickly wills it away, and smiles slyly at the blonde, "Tell me something I don't know." She says with a cocky grin, tilting her head to the side. She lets out a chuckle at herself and looks up at Brittany who was smiling softly at her, but staring at her with an intense gaze, one that made the smirk quickly disappear off of Santana's face.

Santana swallows hard and feels her cheeks getting hot under the blonde's intense gaze. She opens her mouth up to say something, but closes it back, not knowing what to say, so she simply looks back at Brittany returning the same intense gaze, hoping to show Brittany all the love that she felt for her.

A few minutes later they get pulled out of their stares when they hear a door open and close from downstairs. Santana sighs deeply, and rolls her eyes. She brings her hands up, covering her face, and bites down on her lip. Why the hell was her mother home this early?

"Do I need to go?" Brittany whispers, looking down at her girlfriend.

Santana pulls her hands from over her eyes, "No of course not." She says quickly, shaking her head. She pulls Brittany down, making the girl collapse on top of her. "Please don't leave." Santana whispers, burying her face in the blonde's neck, holding her close to her.

"Okay." Brittany says, before rolling over onto her back, and pulling Santana over to her. The brunette molds into Brittany's body, and holds her tight, throwing her leg over the girl's body.

Brittany smiles and pulls the covers up around their bodies, and places a kiss to Santana's temple. They lie in a comfortable silence, Santana just about falling asleep on top of Brittany as the blonde caresses her arm with her fingers.

"Rachel wants us to go on a double date with her and Quinn." Brittany suddenly says, breaking their silence and pulling Santana out of her light slumber. She bites down on her lip and waits patiently for Santana to respond.

Santana is still for a few good moments, before twisting herself around. She places her hand on Brittany's chest and rests her chin against it, looking up at the blonde. "I don't think that's a good idea." Santana finally says with a frown.

"Why not? Rachel is my best friend, and I really want to go." The blonde says with a pout.

"Why not?" Santana repeats giving Brittany an unbelievable look. "I've slept with all three of you." Santana says with a sarcastic chuckle. "Don't you think that will be at least a little bit awkward?" The brunette asks, her eyebrows rising up to her hairline.

Brittany opens her mouth to protest, but before any sound could come out they hear Santana's door open, making them look in that direction. They see Maria walking into the room and Santana grabs quickly at the comforter pulling it up, making sure both bodies were covered from her mother.

The older woman's eyes widen and she quickly turns her back towards them, and covers her eyes, letting out a gasp, "I didn't know your friend was here." Her mother says bitterly.

"She's my girlfriend mom." Santana corrects, just as bitterly. "Why are you even here?" She asks, her attitude and bitch voice in full force. "You can turn around." Santana adds, rolling her eyes with a huff.

Maria slowly turns back around and stands up straight, narrowing her eyes at her daughter, "I wasn't feeling well." She explains, folding her arms over her chest, much like Santana does. "I came to see if you had Advil because I'm out." She adds simply.

"What a surprise." Santana mumbles, making her mother glare at her, "It's in the bathroom." She answers pointing to her bathroom door. The woman simply turns on her heel and makes her way into the bathroom, and Santana lets out a sigh, lying back down on her back. "I'm sorry." She says quietly, looking over at Brittany.

Brittany shakes her head and kisses Santana quickly, "It's not your fault. Don't be sorry." She tells the brunette, before sitting back up. She reaches over to the side of the bed and grabs her shirt, throwing it over her body. She reaches for her pants, but stops short when they hear a scream coming from in the bathroom.

Both girls eyes widen and they look over at each other, Santana shooting back up and they see Diego quickly making his way out of the bathroom.

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