First date kisses
After dinner at Breadstix, the two couples had gone to the movies. As promised, Santana bought both her ticket and Brittany's. They'd let the boys pick a movie, and Santana was sure they'd picked Crazy Stupid Love just to torture her. Not that it wasn't an accurate statement, she'd done plenty of crazy and stupid things for Brittany.
She'd barely paid attention to the movie and based on the sounds coming from a few seats down, Kurt and Blaine weren't watching very closely either. The four of them sat near the back of the theater, but Santana didn't get any sweet lady kisses during the movie. When she'd placed a small kiss to Brittany's neck, just below her ear, during the trailers, Brittany had said that making out in the movie theater wasn't a first date activity.
Santana had sulked in her seat until a few minutes into the movie when Brittany reached over the armrest and took Santana's hand. By halfway through the movie, they were both sitting as close to each other as their separate seats would allow, with their hands still clasped in Santana's lap, and Brittany's head on Santana's shoulder. Even their ankles were hooked together. In all, Santana was pretty sure most of Brittany's body was on Santana's side of the armrest. She was pretty sure that this level of contact wasn't typical of a first date either, but she didn't say anything that would risk Brittany moving away even a little bit. After months of no physical contact, Santana every touch.
After the movie, the girls parted ways with Kurt and Blaine in the parking lot and Santana drove back to Brittany's place, where her parents were either still out or already in bed based on the fact that the lights were out.
The date had gone well, in Santana's opinion, but she wasn't really sure what Brittany thought. And even if it had gone well, she wasn't really sure what that meant for them.
She turned off her car, and walked around to the passenger side, to open Brittany's door for her. She had never done it before, but she'd never gone on a date like this with Brittany, either, so Santana decided that she should continue to treat this like a first date.
She held out her hand and helped Brittany out of the car, which made Brittany smile, and she didn't let go of her hand as she walked Brittany up to her front porch.
"I feel like I'm in a movie from the 50's or something. Is this where we say goodbye, or do I get a goodnight kiss?" She asked, hoping that Brittany couldn't hear how anxious she really was.
"I suppose you've earned a kiss." Brittany said with a smile. She leaned in and gave Santana the kind of sweet, chaste kiss that you would give to someone at the end of a first date. She couldn't remember the last time Brittany had kissed her like that. It was entirely possible that it had never happened before. It was nice, but she was left wanting more. So much more.
"This feels weird," Santana admitted. "We always hang out in your room after we go out somewhere, even if we don't do anything. Are you sure I can't come inside?"
Brittany glanced at the door, and then back to Santana, "You can come upstairs for a few minutes, but that's it. And you have to be quiet, in case my parents are sleeping."
Santana nodded and smiled, and mimed zipping her lips. She let herself be pulled up the stairs by Brittany, into her bedroom that held so many memories for Santana.
Brittany sat down on the edge of her bed, and Santana made a move to kiss her again, but Brittany held up her hand to stop her, and then patted the bed beside her.
Santana sat down on the edge of the bed, far enough away from Brittany that they weren't touching. "What, no more kisses? The date is over, can't we just go back to normal now?"
"Nope, we're going to talk."
"Why do we have to do that?"
"Because, Santana, real couples talk. They talk about their feelings, and what they're thinking. I told you I wanted to do things right this time. This is how it has to be, ok?" Brittany said, firmly.
"Alright," Santana said, sounding slightly defeated.
"And if you're good, maybe there will be more kisses afterward."
"Alright!" Santana repeated, much more brightly.
"So, how do you think our first date went? Are you alright, after having been seen on a date with me?"
"Yeah, I think I really am." It was the truth, she hadn't realized it until Brittany made her think about it, but she realized that she was. "I wasn't happy with you at first for springing the double on me, especially with another couple that's gay, but once I got over the surprise, I think having them there actually made it easier, and it definitely made it more date-like. After awhile I stopped worrying about what they thought about us, and what other people thought about the four of us, and I think I actually had fun. I never thought I'd have fun on a date that involved Kurt Hummel."
"Santana," Brittany started cautiously.
"Yeah?"
"You just called us a gay couple. You've never done that before."
"I did?" Brittany nodded. "I guess I did. Huh, progress."
Brittany leaned in to give Santana a quick kiss, and then pulled away.
"You're really going to make me work for these kisses, aren't you?"
"Maybe." Brittany teased, playfully.
"So, what about you? How do you think our first real date went?"
Brittany smiled. "Best first date ever." She started leaning in for another kiss, but Santana met her halfway, and Brittany deepened the kiss more than she was intending to.
Santana's lips curled into a smile, and she felt Brittany's do the same against hers. She put her hand on the back of Brittany's head and leaned back, bringing Brittany with her so that Brittany was laying on top of her on the bed.
She never would've believed it before, but Brittany's sweet lady kisses tasted so much better once they were earned.
A/N: Look! Progress!
Also, I need to stop using the phrase Sweet Lady Kisses. I'm going to attempt to use it less, but it's just such a perfect phrase; I love it.