Sorry for being MIA for so long! But I present you with a very late chapter :) I hope you all aren't too mad at me!
"San, come on!" Brittany anticipates for Santana to come out of her room. Brittany bought tea candles and lit all fifty and decorated them around the apartment, but of course Little Santana won't be able to reach it. Brittany dimmed the lights down so the tea candles made the place glow and the shiny Christmas decorations added onto the luminous magic. Brittany pre ordered dinner, since she can't cook to save her life, from a fancy restaurant she yelped on the internet that received many great reviews. She wore a very nice crème colored tube dress that started in her cleavage area and ended halfway between her hips and knees. Her golden hair remained in loose curls. Brittany admits it to herself, she is smoking hot. She knows Santana will die with this is on plus what she did with the place is pretty awesome. She just hopes patiently Santana will like it.
Santana remained on the other end of the door, in a nervous wreck. She looks confident in the front just when you look at her insides, she is crumbling. She doesn't know how this dating thing works or what she's supposed to do. All Santana did was buy Brittany flowers she ended up destroying and wearing a sleeveless, backless, short, tight dress that highlights her petite yet perfect curves. She takes a deep breath looks at her reflection in the mirror: She looks beautiful. Santana turns around and looks at the door with hesitance. "Okay, Britt Britt. I am ready!"
Brittany hurriedly shot up from the wall she was leaning in and knocked at Santana's bedroom door. "I'm picking you up now, San!"
Santana smiled and blushed as she opened the door. There stood in front of her the most beautiful and sexiest angel she has ever seen. Her breath hitches and she stops at the doorway just staring at Brittany with her mouth wide open.
"You can catch flies like that." Brittany winks at Santana. She hoped for this reaction and she got it. "Come on!" She holds her white velvet hands towards the Latina.
Santana shakes herself and averts her attention to their apartment. "Oh my gosh… It's beautiful Brittany!" She looks at the glowing room and at Brittany. "This is so…" Her mouth stays open again.
"Are you sure you don't want to catch flies instead?" Brittany took Santana's hand and tugged the smaller girl into her arms and kissed her lightly on the lips. "I'm so happy we're having a date! I've never been this excited!" Brittany hugs Santana tighter.
Santana felt her heart thump faster and faster inside her chest and pulled away from Brittany quickly just in case the blonde feels it. "I'm really, really, happy Brittany." She smiles and slides her hand down to Brittany's soft hands and intertwines their fingers together.
Brittany holds the tan hands tighter and kisses them. "Shall we miss?" Brittany leads Santana not at the table but a corner of the room Santana didn't notice before. "I hope it's comfortable to sit and it on. I tested it out!" Brittany gleefully pulls Santana in a comfy corner filled with fluffy pillows, books and magazines as the table, more bright Christmas lights and carefully placed tea candles around them.
"Brittany! This is just so magical…" She looks at the glowing haven in awe.
"Here, let me take off your heels so you can get comfortable." Brittany bends down and carefully takes off Santana's heels. Brittany does the exact same thing and leads Santana into her made date setting.
Santana sits down in one of the pillows and just looks around her in amazement.
Brittany smiles and claps lightly in front of her that Santana loves the place. "I call it Brittany's corner! Whenever I was sad or really excited and happy, I always made one. I'll be back." The blonde walks away into the kitchen.
Santana watches Brittany bounce away from her and a smile is painted across her face. She thinks to herself, "Brittany put a lot of effort and worked hard in making the first date, so I have to think of something for the second date! I can't beat her, but I'll have to be close to beating her!" She smiles to herself.
"Why are you smiling all funny, San?" Brittany looks at Santana with her head crooked to the side as she holds two wine glasses filled with red wine and the wine bottle underneath her armpit.
"Nothing, just happy and loving my first date. You did say you made this when you're excited and happy, right?" Santana shrugs her shoulders playfully.
Brittany nods and hands over a wine bottle to Santana. "I made it especially after my dad died." Brittany smiles in the thought of her father. "He said when he was little, he used to make this and he wanted to pass it on to me." She places the wine bottle and her glass on the table made out of books and magazines. "I'll be back with the dessert!" Brittany swishes off into the kitchen preparing the prepared dessert for them.
Santana is taken aback and just looks at Brittany confused. She just sips her wine and trusts the girl. She's never had dessert before main course, so this should be a new experience for her.
Brittany carries a big, white, round plate and places it on top of Santana's lap. She seats and scoots in next to Santana.
Santana eyes the warm plate on her lap and stares. "What the hell is it?" It smells great but she's never seen it before.
"It's a pizookie! A deep dish pizookie with walnuts, vanilla ice cream, and whip cream! I can't believe you guys have it here!" She takes a fork and takes a chunk of the pizookie with the works and tries to feed it to Santana who looks frightened at the moment.
"But what is it, Britt?" Santana hesitates opening her mouth.
"You'll know when you taste it, come on. AHHH!" She makes that baby sound that mom's make when they feed their babies mush.
Santana opens her mouth and eats the whole thing. She can tell she has whip cream on the side of her mouth but at the moment she didn't care. This pooshaki or whatever you call it felt like home. "It's a nice, warm, doughy pizza cookie!" She talks with her mouth full almost spitting the pizookie out at Brittany. "Sorry." Santana blushes and swallows her food.
"See! I knew you'd like it. Another bite!" She starts cutting up another big piece for Santana.
"Wait, where's Little Santa?" Santana stands up and looks around her not spotting the child anywhere.
Brittany sits up and points to a couch with two white pillows. "One of those pillow look-a-like is Little Santa. I just put her in one of those onsies blanket things." She smiles as she looks at her slumbering child.
Santana looks hard but it just looks like pillows to her, well one looks like a breathing pillow. That must be Little Santana. She smiles and blows a kiss to the slumbering child. "I love you, mi amor." She sits back down and opens her mouth waiting for more pizookie.
Brittany looks at her and sits down. "But this was my bite!" She pouts and feeds Santana again.
Santana smiles and sticks out her tongue filled with the pizookie. She didn't see it coming but Brittany took Santana's tongue and pizookie into her mouth, licking it all clean into her own mouth.
"My piece, I still want it!" Brittany laughs and swallows her food.
Santana is all hot and flushed in her heat of shyness.
"San, you have to get comfortable on if these days, why not make it today?" She takes another bite of the pizookie, just looking at Santana.
"Okay… Whew!" She breathes and closes her eyes. "I am comfortable!" She smiles and looks at the blue eyes smiling with her.
"Kiss me, with tongue."
"What?"
"Kiss me, with tongue."
"Brittany, I don't know how to-"
"Well, you're going to learn how to French kiss and how to be comfortable."
"Okay…"
Brittany takes the pizookie and places it on the book table. She smiles and looks at Santana head on.
Santana leans forward, sticks out her tongue and sticks out her tongue.
"AHAHAHA! OH MY GOD SAN! JUST STOP!" Brittany broke out in laughter after seeing Santana's face trying to "kiss with tongue". Brittany had to cover her mouth to keep from laughing and waking up her baby. The blonde is giggling in laughter.
Santana giggles along with her. "I knew I'd make you laugh. Look at this face."
Brittany laughs harder at another funny face Santana made. "San! STOP IT! I-" she giggles more "I'm… going to wake up Little… Santa!"
Santana pounces on Brittany and kisses her lips passionately. "Calmate mi amor…" She whispers in the blondes' ear.
Brittany is surprised by the intimacy and her laughter stops. Hearing Santana talk in Spanish and feeling her hot breath in her ear gave her the chills.
Santana kisses Brittany's cheek one and sits up and smiles at Brittany. "Feed me or I'll attack you again." Santana makes claw shapes with her hand and roars like a lion cutely.
Brittany composes herself and looks at Santana lovingly. She picks up the pizookie and says, "AHHHH!" Like a loving mother feeding her baby.
Throughout the whole dinner, Santana and Brittany just kept on laughing at everything and anything without waking the precious sleeping baby. The wine helped with their laughter considering they had finished it. The pizookie was half gone and for main course a buffet of calamari fritti, sweet and sticky baked chicken drumsticks, steamed vegetables, crab cakes, and rib eye steaks. By the end of the dinner, both ladies of just saving the pizookie for Little Santa since she has not gotten a piece of it.
"Brittany, I don't think first dates go this well." Santana lightly kisses Brittany's pale and silky cheeks. "Thank you for not making anything about tonight awkward." Her small frame scoots closer to Brittany and they snuggle.
Brittany looks like a dope with a big, childish smile on her face. It's like when a kid is at Disneyland for their birthday for the first time. Brittany knows that their first date went well. "Can we have our second date tomorrow already?" She kids and snuggles in closer, bracing Santana's shoulders and keeping her close to her body and her heart.
Santana giggles sighing in satisfaction. "Nope, I want to do our second date." She sits up and smiles. "I'm probably going to beat you on this." Santana laughs more.
"Beat me at what?" Brittany cocks her head to the side and looks at Santana cautiously thinking at what game they have been playing. She knows for sure they were not playing a game.
Santana sees the concentrated and almost cute, constipated face Brittany has on her face when she doesn't know what's going on. She takes Brittany's warm hands into hers and smiles. "I'll make an even better date for us." Santana brings her lips close to Brittany's but backs away when she thinks of something. "Hold on a moment, I totally forgot why I just woke up in here when I was attacking your baby's daddy!" Santana looks at Brittany, anticipating for explanations and what not. "Did I kill him..?"
Brittany bursts out in laughter. "No, no angel!" She composes herself. "You're too much of an angel to kill anyone." Brittany smiles genuinely.
"I remember…" She remembers getting punched or kicked or something like that then blacking out. Then she also remembers how she has sunflowers and she beat that asshole up. "THE SUNFLOWERS!" Santana stands up and goes to her bedroom searching.
"Baby come back!" Brittany calls behind her.
"It's for you, Brittany!" Santana runs to her bathroom and then out the doorway towards the kitchen barely missing Brittany's hands that try grabbing her. "What happened to it?" Santana sulks in defeat at the kitchen counter looking at Brittany sadly.
"Silly." Brittany smiles in assurance. "I really love them, San." She walks towards Santana and traps her between herself and the kitchen counter.
"Where is it? I destroyed it huh?" She frowns. She was so excited to give it to Brittany too.
"Nope! You were just defending me with the flowers and it's Kevin's fault for getting in the way of his face." Brittany poked Santana's stomach and she gets a laugh out of the girl and a radiant smile. "I salvaged what is left of the good ones still, look around."
Santana turns around and spots a vase filled with wilted, yet fighting sunflowers. "I'm sorry for ruining them." She feels warm and reassuring arms hug her from behind.
"Why would you be sorry for defending me when no one has stood up for me?" She kisses Santana's neck lightly. She starts swaying to the right and to the left.
Santana's breathing hitches and she gets dizzy a bit. Brittany's lips and the way she kisses her is so hypnotic. This could be the death of her.
"Come on, let's sit back down in my little haven and I tell you what happened, okay?" Brittany lifts up Santana and they go back in the warm and comforting fort of pillows Brittany has made for them.
For half an hour, Santana listened to Brittany retell and reenact few of the things that happened in the hallway, the Confrontation as Brittany and Santana titled it.
Santana asks a few questions and just listens and watches Brittany carefully. She's never seen such a lovely and animated person in her life. Her heart strings are strumming a song.
Brittany introduces Mike, their savior, into the story and what happened.
"Man, I can't believe I missed it!" Santana seems pumped up. "I have to thank that guy, er Mike!" She lets a breath out. "At least he actually defended you and me."
"San, if you didn't come and protected me, I don't know what would have happened." Brittany looks sadly in Santana's mocha eyes. "Thank you, I really can't say it enough."
"And I'd do it again if I have to. I will protect you and Little Santa from Kevin. Because I really, really care about you two." Santana looks down to her fidgeting fingers. "You two mean a whole lot to me, you guys are part of my life and I want to keep you in my life…" She shakily and honestly says. She looks up to say more but Brittany pushes her down and kisses her passionately.
Brittany has never felt this needed, this wanted, a part of the family and loved (Well, she hopes to be loved). Well, not since the death of her father. But just hearing this from the person she's falling in deep connection with means so much to her. She wants to show this angel how much she really likes her.
Santana is kissing in return, holding Brittany's face and hair. She likes how Brittany is on top of her, it feels just and normal. Santana breaks away from the kiss and props herself on her elbows. She kisses Brittany's glistening neck from side to side until she reaches her collar bone.
Brittany's been fighting back moans but her breathing lets a few moans escape her mouth. Santana's kisses send her into an ecstasy like high. "Santana…" She moans out.
Santana actually likes hearing Brittany like this, vulnerable with arousal. Santana has an instinct to flip them over, so she does. She then licks Brittany's neck, which Brittany moans her loudest, and she sucks on the velvet skin lightly at first and then hard.
"San…" Brittany gets hands on Santana's dress where it ends and starts pulling it up. As soon as she knows she goes over a nice, round, shaped mound, she has passed Santana's ass and grabs for it.
Santana moans loud but regains herself. She can feel Brittany's hands squeeze, pinch, slap, and spread her ass cheeks. It feels so good so she moans some more. "Brittany...?" She asks through her heavy breathing and moaning.
"Yes, San?" Brittany can feel herself getting overly excited. She puts one hand on one of Santana's breasts and keeps the other on the petite girls ass.
Santana moans some more and just getting touched on her breast causes her to shiver. "I want to…"
Brittany slows down and just places her hands on Santana's back and looks up at the woman.
"I want to-" Santana feels herself hot all over especially her face. She doesn't directly look at Brittany but the blanketed floor Brittany is laying on. "I mean, if you don't want to that's-"
Brittany places her index finger and smiles lovingly at Santana. "I want to too." She kisses Santana's pointy nose. "You are just adorable and hot!" Brittany looks at how Santana is positioned on top of her with her dress up and ass showing.
Santana looks at her body and how she is on top of Brittany. She blushes but blurts out, "This is kinda hot. I like it." She leans in for Brittany's lips and sucks on Brittany's soft bottom lip. Santana pulls away and sits up and pulls of her dress in one clean motion. The only thing she has on is a black see through undergarment.
Brittany gawks at Santana's confidence and her body. It's somehow five times hotter than the last time she "accidentally" looked at Santana's naked body. Brittany props herself on her elbows and just drools over this sexy and intelligent almost naked woman girl on top of her. "Well, well, well." Brittany smiles coyly after recovering herself. "I see someone's found their confidence."
Santana smiles evilly and lifts up Brittany's dress and pulls it off her entirely. Like herself, Brittany is wearing only an undergarment and she has a full view of Brittany's pale and perky breasts. She scans the rest of the woman's body until she sees something cute. "Aw! Look at that." Santana looks at Brittany's underwear. "Look at all the duckies!"
Brittany sits up embarrassed and blushing. "I could have worn sexier underwear or none at all if I knew this was going to happen." She apologizes.
Both women blush cutely but giggle as they hug each other passionately and slowly kiss each other's lips.
"If you feel uncomfortable…" Brittany kisses Santana's neck first and starts going lower on her torso. "… Just tell me so I can stop." She stops before she reaches Santana's tan and perfect breasts. Brittany looks up and meets chocolate eyes with blue.
Santana breathes heavily and bites her lips seductively. "Then make me feel comfortable, beautiful." She's ready for this. This feels right.
As Brittany lowers her kisses near Santana's breasts, Santana sees Little Santana walking wobbly towards them, still half asleep.
Santana sits up and pushes Brittany up with her, startled. She whispers hurriedly, "Britt, look behind you!" She covers exposed chest by crossing her arm. Although the baby won't have a recollection of this at all, Santana can't help but feel embarrassed.
Brittany turns around catching her sleepy daughter in her arms and kisses her lightly all over her soft cheeks. She turns around and whispers apologetically to Santana. "I'm sorry."
Santana scoots over to Brittany and kisses Little Santa on her forehead. "I'll get us shirts and I'll get the bed ready." She looks at Brittany intently. Brown meets blue. She places her tan hand on Brittany's cheek and she pulls the blonde's face closer to her so they can kiss. Santana blushes and smiles. "I'll be back." She gets up and walks briskly to her bedroom grabbing two of her "home" shirts. She ends up putting an Optimus Prime shirt. Santana fixes the bed by placing pillows in their proper places and pull down the covers and blankets so they can just slip in and pull the blankets up. She goes back into the living room and catches Brittany blowing the last tea candle off and carrying Little Santa. "Here, give Santana to me." She takes the baby from Brittany and hands Brittany the shirt.
"Thank you!" Even in the dark, Brittany's smile glows. "Yay! I got a Goofy shirt! He's my favorite Disney animal." She examines her shirt happily. Brittany smiles at Santana and grabs her hand. "Let's go into the room."
"Next time, Britt Britt?" Santana slyly asks Brittany playfully. She tugs on the pale hand as she carries Little Santa with the other.
Brittany kisses Santana's small and tan hands like Prince Charming. "Next time, San. Next time. No interruptions. Just you and me."
They walk hand in hand through the bedroom door but Brittany letting Santana and her baby in first and then her shutting the door behind them. Both girls acknowledge that they will try next time, when the time is right, but for now they sleep as a happy family once more.