Santiago was stood outside of Brittany's house with a take-out bag and film in hand. Brittany had insisted that he just bring himself but he made sure to get some Breadstix andFinding Nemoon DVD to give the evening more of a 'date' feel.

He also had a box of condoms in the pocket of his jacket that he had bought earlier on just in case. His mom had given him a long speech about respecting Brittany and treating her like a lady but was glad that he was "being safe" when she caught a glimpse of the box on his desk. He really needed to get a lock on his bedroom door. He was thankful that she was letting him stay over despite knowing his intentions though. However cringe worthy that thought was.

"Hiiiii," Brittany greeted him when she opened the door. She wrapped her hands around his neck and pecked his lips.

"Hey Britt," he kissed her cheek, "I brought food and a film," he held up his hands to reveal the brown Breadstix bag and the DVD case.

"Aw San, I told you not to bother, you're so sweet," she took the bag and led him into the kitchen.

He checked her out from behind; she was wearing tight jeans and a loose blue t-shirt and was looking sexier than ever. He dropped his backpack with his change of clothes and school books in the hallway and followed her in.

"I thought you might like to try the meatballs, they're so good," he wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her neck as she emptied the bag and placed the containers onto the kitchen counter.

"I can't wait to try them. Can you get us two plates from the cupboard, please?" she pointed to the cupboard above the sink.

"Mmm, sure," he squeezed her close to him and breathed her in, excited to spend the night with her undisturbed and alone.

They ate their meal at the dining table, chatting about their day. Spending time with Brittany always made Santiago feel at ease. Her mere presence calmed the buzzing anger he usually felt under the surface. She was the only person in his life that hadn't fallen victim to his seething words and he planned to keep it that way.

"That was so good," Brittany patted her stomach and licked her lips. Her plate was empty, "I'm so full now. Thank you," she smiled brightly at him.

"No problem, I'm glad you liked it," he said as he took their dishes to the sink and rinsed them before putting them in the dishwasher.

"Do you wanna watch the film?" he asked her once they had cleared the table and tidied the kitchen.

"Of course, you know how much I love Finding Nemo," she pulled him into the living room and set the film up, taking a seat beside him on the couch.

Santiago soon found himself being used as a human sized Teddy Bear. Brittany was completely cuddled into his side, her leg flung over his waist and her head resting on his chest. She was quoting the lines in the film and laughing every few minutes. He wanted to kiss her so bad but didn't want to interrupt the fun she was having.

He unconsciously started running his hand over her back ghosting over the sliver of skin between her jeans and her t-shirt, causing her to shudder slightly in his arms. He trailed his hand around to her front, just over the waistband of her jeans. He couldn't stop the tugging feeling in his lower stomach at the feel of her skin on his fingertips.

He daringly pulled her t-shirt up a little more and brushed his fingers up over her spine and scratched his nails lightly back down.

Brittany was still looking at the television but she was clutching his thigh and breathing unevenly.

He awkwardly reached his hand around to her breast and pushed her bra up, skimming her nipple with his forefinger. Brittany whimpered and pushed into him, her grip tightening on his thigh.

She sat up suddenly and moved to straddle him. She pulled her bra completely over her breasts, revealing both nipples and moved his hands to squeeze them gently. He groaned loudly and pressed forward, attempting to get some friction on his hardening cock.

Santiago tried to kiss her but she drew her head back, just out of reach and smiled naughtily at him. She let go of her t-shirt and it fell back down leaving his hands trapped beneath it, still stroking softly at her breasts.

"Do you not like Finding Nemo?" she asked him with a smirk on her face.

He gaped at her for a moment, his mind struggling to grasp what had just happened. He thought they were going to make out and the sensation of her nipples on his palm was too distracting.

"What?"

She chuckled before repeating the question.

"Oh, yeah I do…. It's really cool. I just think you're a lot more interesting," he found his charm somewhere within the blur of hormones and lust he was overcome with.

"Oh really?" she ground down on him and pressed her hands over his which were still playing with her nipples, "I think someone else finds me a lot more interesting too," she wiggled her eyebrows down at his crotch.

He bucked his hips and nodded before coughing to clear his dry throat.

"I guess you're just a little irresistible," he said breathlessly.

"Hmmm," she rewarded him with a quick kiss before climbing off of his lap and holding her hand out for him to take, which he did after his body caught up with his mind.

She turned the television off, "Let's go upstairs, it's getting pretty late anyway," she said while leading him out of the room.

"Oh wait," he stopped abruptly, "I, uh, I gotta text my mom to see if she needs me to help her out in the morning or if I can leave straight from here. I left my phone in the kitchen, I'll follow you up," he patted her ass and winked at her playfully.

"You dork," she laughed and made her way up the stairs, "you can charge your phone in my room if you want to," she called down to him as he rushed into the living room to get his jacket.

He didn't need to text his mom (she had told him to take a break for once and have a relaxing morning) but he did need to get some condoms from his jacket pocket and he didn't want to make things awkward by telling Brittany that. He put the condoms in his jean pocket and grabbed his phone from the kitchen before he followed Brittany up to her room.

They decided to brush their teeth and get ready for bed together and even changed into their pajamas. Brittany was wearing shorts and a tank top and Santiago had a pair of boxers and an old t-shirt on.

He had resigned himself to the fact that they probably weren't going to have sex and surprisingly he wasn't disappointed (well, not as much as he thought he would have been). He was still aroused but he was willing it away so that he didn't ruin the evening with his raging libido.

They were snuggled up under Brittany's comforter, nose to nose.

The room was lit by the bedside lamp and Brittany had her iPhone hooked up to the speakers, playing a song lowly in the background. She explained that she usually fell asleep listening to music. He added it to the list of things he liked about her. It was a pretty long list that was quickly turning into an essay.

"I can't believe your parents are letting me stay over," he whispered.

"Actually they're not," she giggled, "but I'm guessing that they knew I'd sneak you in. My mom anyway. She told me not to stay in the house on my own but didn't ask who I had invited over."

"Oh," he panicked, "They won't be pissed though, will they?"

"I'll be sure not to mention how I let a boy in my bed while they were away and my dad will be none the wiser. As for my mom? She likes you a lot and she knows that I do too and we're both nearly eighteen so she'll just turn a blind eye. Obviously she'd prefer if you weren't here but as I said, I'm not going to tell them," she clarified for him, trying to ease the worry that was written all over his face.

He breathed a sigh of relief and snuggled up closer to her.

"That's good. I don't want them to think that I'm defiling their daughter," he admitted. He wanted so badly to make a good impression on her parents and he didn't want them to think of him as some no good sex pest.

"I certainly don't feel defiled after last night, in fact, I remember feeling pretty awesome," she winked at him.

"Oh really?" he pushed closer to her and placed her leg over his waist.

She brushed their noses together and ran hers over his cheek, keeping her lips teasingly close but not close enough.

"Mhmm, I did. You make me feel so good," she breathed out.

Arousal shot straight through him, settling in his groin.

"Nothing compared to how you make me feel, I bet," he murmured, running his hands over her ass and guiding their lower halves closer.

She smiled coyly before kissing him hard.

Things heated up rapidly as Brittany finally stopped teasing him.

Tongues brushed over tongues and moans filled the room.

He settled himself above her and kissed down over her neck to her collarbone as he kicked the comforter to the floor, sitting back on his knees to pull Brittany's top over her head, ridding himself of his own in the process.

His attention was drawn to her perky breasts, licking her nipples and kissing his way down her taut stomach. Brittany's breathing was ragged as he ran his tongue over her lower stomach, just above her shorts.

He pulled back and looked up at her, waiting to make eye contact before he spoke, "Can I?" he asked unsurely, tugging at her shorts.

She paused for a moment, "Do you, uh, do you want to?" her cheeks flushed red and she looked so vulnerable.

"Yes. I mean, if you want me to," he had never wanted to do it with any other girl, but he definitely wanted to do it now.

She searched his eyes and smiled shyly, "Yeah, I'd like that."

"Not as much as I will," he confessed while crawling over her for a reassuring kiss.

He broke apart before he chickened out and his cock hardened even further at the thought of tasting her.

He dragged her shorts down over her legs gently, discarding them somewhere over his shoulder.

He did the same with her panties and was hit with the smell of her arousal, making him groan and Brittany's cheeks to color an even darker shade of red.

He wasted no time as he repositioned himself before kissing her folds lightly and licking the entire length of her. Brittany inhaled sharply and moaned, pushing her hips into him to increase the pressure of his tongue against her.

He parted her lips with his fingers and licked over her clit, slowly at first and then faster as Brittany's moans grew louder.

His dick was throbbing and he ground down onto the bed for some much needed friction. The sounds coming from Brittany were more arousing than anything he had ever heard. He glanced up at her and saw her eyes closed, head trashing from side to side.

He worked double time and slowly inserted his middle finger inside of her, "Oh god," she moaned above him.

Her hand was running through his hair as she began basically fucking his face.

"Oh San."

He pulled his finger out and roughly pushed back in with two. His whole face was coated in her juices as he sloppily ran his tongue over her, sucking her clit every now and then.

He didn't expect it when Brittany's whole body froze and her breathing stopped before she whimpered loudly. He helped her ride out her orgasm before she pushed at his shoulders, "Sensitive," she said breathlessly.

He smiled widely when kneeled between her legs and saw her lying limply on the bed, completely satisfied.

"Santiago Lopez," she laughed at his smug expression once she gained the strength to open her eyes, "c'mere," she opened her arms for him to lie on top of her, which he did.

He did his best to suppress the moan that escaped his lips when his clothed cock nestled between their stomachs. They cuddled in silence as Brittany recovered from her orgasm.

"Are you ok?" he asked her eventually.

"Hmm, you are just amazing at that. A girl's got to rest a moment," She placed light butterfly kisses over his neck but they soon turned to hot open mouthed ones and Santiago's eyes fluttered closed. They would definitely leave a mark but he couldn't care less.

His lips found hers and they kissed urgently, the relaxed atmosphere of a few minutes ago overtaken by lust and neediness.

Brittany's tongue was languidly licking the roof of his mouth and she was rolling her stomach up to rub against his cock. He was almost worried that he would come from the sensation of that alone but before he had a chance to, she stopped her movements and nudged his boxers. He took the hint and pulled back to take them off hurriedly before retaking his place above her.

Her hand immediately reached between them and he grunted as she squeezed the base of his dick before jerking him off slowly, torturously.

He was moving his hips in time with her hand, trying to set the pace for them but she let go of his cock suddenly causing him to moan in protest, he automatically pushed down onto her stomach in search of contact.

"Stop," she squeezed his hip to gain his attention.

His eyes shot open immediately and he sat up, "Fuck, I'm so sorry-"

"No San, I just wanted to ask you if you'd brought any condoms. I was going to buy them on the way home from school but you were with me and I was too embarrassed," she explained before shame could set in.

Relief washed over him and he relaxed before his eyes widened when her words registered, they were actually going to have sex.

"Yeah, I have some," he said before climbing off of the bed and searching for his jeans. Once he found them he grabbed the two condoms from the front pocket and kneeled back on the bed between Brittany's legs.

He placed one of them on her beside table and leaned down to kiss Brittany once before asking if she was sure. She just giggled and nodded excitedly saying that she was definitely sure.

They began kissing again and Brittany took initiative by taking the condom from Santiago and ripping the packet open with her teeth, she discarded the wrapper and slowly reached down to roll the condom on over his cock.

He hadn't known that putting a condom on was meant to be sexy but fuck Brittany certainly made it so.

He lined his cock up with her entrance and their eyes connected, "I'll be gentle," he promised before pushing forward and entering her for the first time.

He was engulfed with the tightest, wettest heat he had ever experienced and long, loud moan fell from his lips. Brittany was prompting his movements with her hands on his back and he waited for her to get used to him before her hands guided him further inside of her. She winced slightly and he was about to pull back before she roughly pulled him in again, causing him to bottom out inside of her and emit another long groan of pleasure.

"Ummphh," Brittany mumbled against his lips.

"Are, uh, you ok?" he stuttered out. His mind was literally blank as got used to being inside of her.

"Uh huh, you're just… so big," he couldn't help but smile at her words and she rolled her eyes at him.

"Tell me if it's too much," he said seriously, the last thing he wanted was to hurt her.

She nodded, "you can move if you want to," she tapped his hip and he pulled back out slowly before pushing back in again.

It was literally, without a doubt, the most amazing feeling his body had experienced.

They built a tentative rhythm and Santiago was on cloud nine.

"You can go harder," she said, so he did.

He started pushing into her harder and faster and the tingles from his groin spread all over body. Brittany brought him in for a searing kiss and she was all he could see, feel and breathe.

"Britt…. I'm gunna…. Ugh god," he tried to slow down to stop himself from finishing too soon.

"No, don't stop. I want you to come," Brittany whispered into his ear and that's all it took for the tingling to explode and liquid heat to shoot up from his balls as he emptied himself into the condom.

He collapsed on top of her from sheer exhaustion and she caressed his forehead with her lips.

"Did you…you know?" he asked once he found his voice again.

She smiled delightedly at him but shook her head, "I did earlier though." She kissed his nose.

"I'm sorry," he mumbled, embarrassed because he came and she didn't.

"San, don't be sorry. It felt really good. It was the most perfect thing ever and you're so caring. I bet no other guy would have cared like you do," she reassured him.

"I just wanted you to feel like I was feeling. It was better than I ever could have imagined," he meant it. If he had lost his virginity to one of those nameless girls from school it never would have felt like this. It would have been hollow and meaningless. The opposite of what he felt right then.

"Same here," she agreed with smile.

He pecked her lips and pulled out slowly, they both groaned at the loss of contact.

He rolled over to lie beside her and tried to discreetly take the condom off, tying it in a knot and expertly tossing it into the trashcan beside her desk when he thought Brittany wasn't looking.

"San!" she shouted, scandalized.

"What?" he laughed at her shocked expression.

"You can't just throw it around my bedroom, what if it spilled?" she slapped his chest.

He just laughed even harder and started tickling her. She was screaming joyfully as he kissed all over face and held her hands over her head.

"I love you," he blurted without meaning to.

It didn't make it any less true, though.

His heart drummed in his chest as he waited for her to respond.

Her eyes lit up, "I love you too," she beamed.

And in that moment, Santiago Lopez felt on top of the world.