Santana smirked stepping out of her car, it locking automatically as she jogged up the steps of her house. The structure was huge, it was only two floors, but it stretched round giving it an impressive and intimidating feel. It was very modern, all white walls and no corners, floor length windows and a stylish looking water feature in the middle of her driveway, surrounded by her 7-odd sports cars. She walked through the doors, which like most things in her house opened automatically.

"Honey, I'm home!" She called jokingly, taking off her jacket and hanging it over the chair to her right.

"Miss Lopez." JARVIS echoed through the house. "Welcome back, how was Tennesse?"

"Invigorating as always... Harley sends his love." Santana replied, taking her beer from the cleaning robot and sitting down on the couch, cracking it open and taking a large swig.

"Excellent ma'am. Miss Fabray called, she wants to know whether you're planning on making an appearance at the office today? She says, and I quote, 'Lopez industries, isn't Lopez without you, so you should get your sorry ass into work as soon as possible'"

Santana scoffed and took another sip of her beer. "You can tell Quinn that she's managing it fine without me... I may go in tomorrow."

"Also... You may want to check the time."

Santana frowned, glanced at her watch and jumped up, quickly gulping down the last of her beer and throwing it at the cleaning robot, before running down into her basement.

She came to a stop when she reached the bottom, the look of panic on her face dissolving into a smile when she saw the sight before her.

A woman was sitting on her work bench, a tight pencil skirt, resting high on her crossed legs, a white blouse with the first two buttons popped, showing just enough cleavage and long blonde hair flowing down her shoulders and that smirk plastered on her face as she twirled a pen in between her fingers. Surrounded by all her suits, the woman thought this was a fantastic view. "Well, well, well. Miss Lopez. It took you long enough, I was beginning to think you forgot about me." The blonde winked, causing Santana to chuckle and walk slowly towards her.

"Why, Miss Pierce. How could I ever forget you?" She walked over and stood before her girlfriend, eyes running all over the other womans perfect body.

"Hmm. So JARVIS totally didn't just remind you that I'm down here?" The woman said, running her hand over the blue light from the electromagnet in the middle of Santanas chest.

"Nope, of course not." Santana lied, knowing full well that Brittany knew that. "Do you have plans for this evening by any chance?"

"As a matter of fact I do."

"I don't like it when you have plans." Santana frowned, resting her hands on the blondes knees and gently opening them, stepping in between them and looking up at her girlfriend.

"I'm allowed to have plans on my birthday." Brittany retorted, wrapping her arms around Santanas neck and pulling her closer.

"It's your birthday?" Santana asked, leaning forward and kissing the blondes neck and collarbones.

"Yes."

"I knew that. Already?" She frowned, pausing her ministrations to question the woman.

"Yeah, isn't that strange? It's the same day as last year." Brittany chuckled, growing breathless at the feel of Santanas luscious lips on her.

"Well, get yourself something nice for me."

"I already did."

"Yeah? And?"

"Oh, it's very nice..." Brittany replied, lifting up her arm and flashing the shiny new bracelet. "Anyway my plans..."

"Ah yes, the plans." Santana sucked the skin of her pulse point, leaving a dark mark on the womans pale flesh.

"I was planning on staying in with my gorgeous girlfriend, watching a movie, having some sweet lady kisses... y'know the usual Friday night" She breathed, tilting her head back further and gasping as the latina nipped her skin, the womans hands running up and down her thighs, leaving her breathless.

"Sounds good to me." Santana said, grabbing the back of Brittanys head and crashing their lips together, their gasps and moans filling the room, hands running all over bodies, pressing themselves as close together as humanly possible.

"Sorry to interrupt Miss Lopez. But it seems that you are needed. SHEILD are requesting your assistance." JARVIS boomed, stopping the woman from actually getting it on, on Santanas work bench, causing her to groan in frustration and reluctantly push herself away from her girlfriend.

"Again. Jeez. Can't they do anything without me?" She chuckled, watching her suit rise from the floor and stepping into it, the armour immediately locking around her and connecting her. She looked around for her helmet as it, for some reason, wasn't attached to the suit, seeing it next to Brittany on the table, she walked over and picked it up juggling it in her hands before looking up at her girlfriend with a smirk.

"Give me a smooch for good luck? I might not make it back."

Brittany leant forward slowly, her lips barely touching the latinas before she pulled away and snatched the womans helmet, pressing a quick kiss to the armours lips, whispering "Go get 'em boss." before throwing it out the window she knew Santana would jump out of in 3, 2, 1-

"YOU COMPLETE ME!" Santana cried out as she leaped out the window, grabbing the helmet in mid fall. Brittany simply laughed as she watched her put it on and fly off into the sky.