"He keeps trying to stick his hand up my shirt. Have any boys done that to you yet?" Brittany asked.
"No, not yet, have you let him?" Santana tried to sound merely curious. She didn't want some big dumb guy's meaty hands pawing at Brittany like that.
"I keep swatting his hand away, and he hasn't tried to like, force past me, or anything yet, but he still keeps trying."
"And you haven't let him yet?" Brittany shook her head. "Why not?" Santana asked, refusing to allow Brittany to hear her relief.
Brittany shrugged, "I dunno, I guess I just don't get the appeal." As she said it, she looked down at her chest and poked herself in the boob a couple of times, watching it push in and then bounce back. "I mean, what's the big deal?"
"I don't know," Santana admitted, tearing her eyes away from Brittany's chest & looking down at her own. She guessed she saw the appeal, kinda, but wasn't really sure why, or what to do about it.
"I mean, I guess I get that a guy would be into it, but what do I get? I don't understand." Brittany sounded hopelessly confused.
"We could try it!" Santana said, slightly louder than she'd intended to. She'd been struck by the sudden realization, and the idea wanted to make its presence known, forcefully.
"Try it? Like with the kissing?" Brittany asked, sounding unsure.
"Yeah, I mean the whole point of that was to practice, you know, for the real thing, so that we would know what to do and what to expect when the real thing happened, wasn't it?"
"Yeah, I guess so."
"So doesn't it make sense to prepare for this, too, so that we'll know what we're getting into?"
Brittany's mouth twisted around as she tried to figure out if she thought this did make sense. In the end, she nodded. "How do we start?"
"I have no idea. Shirt on or off? Bra on or off? Do you want to go first or should I?" Santana was trying not to let all of her insecurities show through, but a couple slipped out nonetheless.
"I dunno." Brittany was trying to think of something, anything that might be helpful. "He doesn't usually try it right away, he waits until we've been kissing for awhile, and then he tries to make a move."
"OK, so how about this, we both take off our shirts, then we start kissing like normal, then when we're both ready, we can try it?"
Brittany nodded, and started taking her shirt off, and Santana did the same. Brittany's bra was pale pink with little flowers on it, while her own was plain blue. The girls had been friends for years and had changed their clothes in the same room countless times, but this was different. She tried not to stare at her best friend's bra, and decided the best strategy was to make sure it wasn't in her field of vision, which she accomplished by moving towards her and kissing her.
The sudden sensation of her bare skin against Brittany's was exhilarating. She was almost disappointed for a moment when she realized that in order to get a hand between them they'd have to move their bodies away from each other, even just a little bit. She missed the contact as soon as it was gone, but soon she'd managed to snake a hand between their bodies and press it into Brittany, overtop of her bra.
Brittany made a little noise that Santana didn't recognize, and pulled her hand back like she'd touched a hot stove, afraid she'd done something wrong. But Brittany grabbed Santana's hand and put it back where it was, and made the noise again.
Brittany then put her own hand on Santana's breast, still over the bra, and Santana realized that yeah, that noise had been a good noise, because this was a good feeling.
Knowing how it felt on her, made her a little braver with her own hands on Brittany, trying to figure out what would coax more of those little sounds out of her.
Santana was spending the night at Brittany's that night, and by the time they decided it was time to go to bed, the bras still hadn't come off, but both girls had figured out how to make each other make all sorts of new noises.
A/N: Most common typo I've made so far in this story? Santata. I swear, I do it at least once per chapter. I think I've managed to find & fix them all.
This will probably be the last chapter I post till the weekend. I know it's short, but I hope it'll be enough to hold you over.