I don't own anything, unfortunately, but if I did, it'd be called The Faberrytana Show instead of Glee. Also please excuse the change in tenses from the last chapter, I'm still trying to figure this thing out.
Here's what you missed on Disco Duck (Imagine some extremely fast talking done by Santana, Lip synching and ridiculously hot winking done by Brittany)
The party at Rachel's resulted in Brittana doing body shots, closely followed by Faberry.
Both couples kissed, Puck & gang drooled, Finn was pissed.
As the cheerleaders reach the top of the stairs, Brittany slams the brunette against the wall and attacks her with her lips, both hands resting either side of the Latina's head.
Santana responds by pulling her impossibly closer by the waistband of her shorts and wrapping one leg around her.
Brittany lets out a moan as soon as she feels the brunette break the kiss to move to her collarbone.
The blonde grabs the thigh wrapped around her and pulls it even closer, feeling the heat emanating from each others cores.
Unable to take it any longer, Brittany grabs Santana's other leg hoisting her up onto her hips.
While Santana peppers the blonde's neck in kisses, Brittany backs into every door in search of a bed.
They finally reach an unlocked room and waste no time in hitting the bed, neglecting the light switch and the open door.
In record time, the two are butt naked and tongue deep in a make-out session.
Noticing the cold breeze hitting the blondes exposed skin in comparison to the smoking hot (in every sense of the word) Latina currently occupying the rest of Brittany, she looks up only to notice the door left ajar.
"San" she mumbles, trying to stay focused and not succumb to the caramel skinned goddess in her company.
"You like that, baby?" The Latina continues sucking her neck, lust clearly evident in her voice, unaware of the open door.
"No-oh" she moans, squeezing her eyes shut as Santana skillfully sucks at her pulse. "Th-the doo-ugh-or.." she manages to get out before arching her back towards the darker girl.
"wha-" the Latina asks turning to notice the door open and light on.
"Ugh. One sec" she hops off the bed and shuts the door. Immediately after turning out the light, she halts at the end of the bed. "Wait.."
"Hurry San, I need my sweet lady kisses" Brittany whines, as she sits up to see what's wrong.
"This is Berry's room" Santana realizes much to her horror. "B, you know my rules. No sex if our parents are watching or if we're in the troll's bed. And it's not like I have that many rules."
"Sannyyyyyyy" The blonde replies, pouting as she crawls over the bed to where her girlfriend is standing. "Please San, I've been waiting for this all day" Brittany pouts.
"Can't we just go into the other bedroom?" Santana suggests.
"Too far. Can't wait. Naked." The blonde replies, pulling the Latina onto the bed by her hand.
"You sooo owe me" Santana smirks, allowing herself to be pulled on top of her girlfriend.
"Anything you want, babe" Brittany winks as she flips them over. "Including this" she grins, grazing her lips down the silky smooth skin until she reaches the familiar black lace.
"Finn wait, I can explain!" the small brunette shouts worriedly towards the tall football player on his way out of the house.
"you don't need to explain, it looked pretty clear to me what you and Quinn were doing" the tall male retorts.
"I'm sorry, I just-"
Finn spins around as they both stand outside the house. "Tell me this; do you have feelings for Quinn? Do you love her more than you love me?"
She can see so much anger in his eyes.
"I... I-"
His hands turned to fists as agitation now adds to his anger. Any trace of tipsiness has disappeared from her system as the seriousness of the situation hits her.
"Well?"
"I don't know how to say this..."
"Spit it out already!" he shouts.
"Yes. I have feelings for Quinn. I promise I didn't mean to fall for her while I was with you but.. It just happened!" she lets out an exasperated sigh as she follows him onto the lawn.
"I knew it! Ever since that car accident you've been all over her!" Finn shouts through gritted teeth.
"Finn I'm sorry. It's just.. I realized that night at the hospital how broken my life would be if she didn't survive. How devastating it would be to say goodbye to her. And how, no matter what, I would never move on, even with you in my life if it meant being without her." The short brunette admits, looking down at her shoes.
"Why didn't you say something? Why did you wait until now? You lead me on, Rachel! Do you know how selfish you are?" Finn replies, still raging.
"I bet that isn't even the first time you've kissed her, is it?" He screams, squaring up to her as she backs away, frightened.
"I'm so sorry, Finn, you didn't deserve that, I really should have been honest with you, but I love her, I really do" She sobs, still backing away, across the lawn.
"You selfish, fame-hungry little slut" His words slash into her, as he gives her a look of pure evil while continuing to square up to her like a predator stalking it's prey.
"Back the fuck up, Finn. You heard the girl, she's sorry. Now get your filthy ass off her property before I call the cops on you!" Quinn retorts from the doorway.
Rachel's jaw drops as she sprints into the blonde's arms to safety.
"Call yourself a Christian? Hah. Well I bet God is looking down at you in disgust right now. Burn in hell for all I care. The two of you!" The furious boy spits towards the two girls before walking out of the driveway.
"Thank god you opened the door Quinn, he looked like he was about to beat the crap out of me!" The brunette sobs into the blonde's neck.
"You're safe now, babe. Don't worry. I'm here." The taller girl comforts her as she closes the door behind them and brings her into the safety of her house.
"I've never seen Finn like that before.. he was so angry" Rachel whispers.
"He looked like a fucking psycho!" Quinn replies, keeping her arms tightly around the smaller girl.
"Do you want me to kick everyone out of the house?" She asks caringly, noticing the house still filled up with way more people than were invited.
"No, it's kind of nice to have the distraction. Do you mind if we go upstairs though?" The brunette raises her head and looks at her friend with puffy, hopeful eyes.
"Sure" The blonde smiles reassuringly.
Still deep in conversation, the two enter Rachel's room, only to be met by loud moans and Spanish curse words.
Rachel stares at the extremely naked Santana and the blissfully unaware blonde who's face is burried deep between her girlfriend's legs.
"Fuuu-ughh-uck Britt.. Door!"
The blonde falls off the bed in surprise as the Latina does her best to cover her naked self with blankets.
"What the hell are you two doing?" Rachel shouts, covering her eyes.
Quinn bursts into laughter.
"Well, when two girls love each other very much, they like to-" Brittany begins mockingly, only temporarily embarrassed by their current situation before making light of it.
"I know what you're doing, Brittany," Rachel squeals at the giggling girls, glaring at them with a look of horror, "but why the hell are you in my bed?"
"It was Brittany's idea, I was being seduced against my will" Santana smirks.
Brittany jumps back into the bed to cover herself with the blanket. "I didn't hear you complaining" she huffs.
"You two just gonna stand their or do you wanna join us?" Santana grins, winking at Quinn.
"Those are new sheets! GET OUT!" Rachel screams.
The cheerleaders grab their clothes while wrapped in the blanket and scamper off to the bathroom to get changed.
Quinn bites her lip to stop herself from smiling but can't help it.
"What's so funny?" Rachel pouts.
"Just what you said about me to Finn earlier.." she raises her eye brow, "I knew you liked me but I didn't know you were obsessed with me".
"Don't flatter yourself honey," Rachel replies as her mood drastically changes, "besides, you know that my obsessions with people only last like, a week. Take Adele for example."
"You can try to hide it all you want babe, but I know you're completely in love with me."
Rachel blushes, as her stomach does a somersault when Quinn utters the word 'babe'.
"I can't believe you threw me under the go-cart like that" Brittany pouts.
"I think the word you're looking for is bus, and I didn't throw you under it. They know just as well as me that I wouldn't let anyone make me do something if I didn't want to do it. Besides, I did suggest switching rooms" Santana says softly as she brushes a stray strand of the sulky blonde's hair behind her ear.
"And I was in the middle of making it up to you" Brittany reminds her.
"Yeah, in the middle. Do you know how frustrating it was for me when they came in before I came? I was so close and they just had to interrupt 5 seconds too soon.." Santana sighed.
"Well, I'd hate to be called a quitter... and we're alone again right now.." Brittany says suggestively, walking towards Santana.
"There's a lock on the door" The Latina replies, closing the space between them as she licks her lips seductively.
"And it certainly wouldn't be our first time in a bathroom..." Brittany whispers before jumping Santana and curling her legs around her waist.
Santana leans her up against the door for support and locks the door before kissing every inch of the blonde she's holding up.