AN: Heres the next chapter! I still don't own glee and I never will. Please read and enjoy!
As Santana sat at home about to get ready for her date, she was thinking about what she had gotten herself into. She never dates. She humps and dumps. But something about Kurt was different, it was probably mostly about being able to be submissive for him (which she would definitely have to explore more) but another part of her was saying that she actually did have feelings for him, which was odd because she was beginning to think that she was a lesbian.
She was sure that he was getting taller everyday, and hotter, definitely hotter. Whenever shes thought about having a boyfriend shes always pictured herself having to reach up on her tip toes to kiss him because he was just that little bit out of reach... Okay she was getting off track now. She was a little nervous about what going out would mean and whether they would go public with it or not. But her biggest and most secret concern was that Kurt wasn't going to stick around. That he was going to get bored with her.
She pushed her worries aside and finally started to get ready. Kurt told her that they were going some place fancy-ish so she had to wear something formal-ish (she had no idea what the right words were). She chose a strapless, very red dress that went to about mid-thigh, it fit her perfectly, and she looked damn hot. She had on simple black pumps to math her hair. She had curled her hair and pinned the right side behind her ear. With that she was ready and she had about a quarter of an hour left to wait.
Meanwhile Kurt was getting nervous. He didn't know much about relationships either, especially with a girl. Even though he was bi he had always been quite impartial to boys and would be caught checking them out more often than girls. Long story short he didn't know how to impress her but he would try his best. After all this was a first for both of them, the whole dating thing.
He'd made them a reservation at a restaurant on the outskirts of Lima called 'Two Souls'. As soon as he saw the name he knew he wanted to go there. It just seemed to fit.
He put on formal black pants, shiny black shoes and a black waist coat over a dark grey dress shirt rolled up to his elbows with a red tie, he really hoped it didn't clash with whatever Santana was wearing because that would be a nightmare. He quaffed his hair to perfection then checked on the time.
It was twenty to eight, so he got in his car and sped of towards Santana's house stopping to buy some flowers on the way, they were frost fire roses. They reminded him of her, the blood red rim resembling the persona she shows everyone around her and the soft white resembling the soft interior that he knew was there and was determined to find.
When he pulled into her driveway it was 7:59. He waited until his watch struck exactly 8:00 then knocked on the door.
Santana opened the door a few seconds later and Kurt was awestruck at just how beautiful she looked in that moment, her hair framing her stunning face perfectly and her dress really showing off her assets well. He was pretty sure that he just stood there staring for a good couple of minutes.
"W... Wow" he stammered out after a while. "You look so amazingly beautiful," he told her noticing the slight blush appear on her cheeks.
"I got these for you, they reminded me of you" he handed her the roses and she smiled a huge smile.
"Why do they remind you of me?" She asked a little confused.
"You'll find out one day" he smiled back at her, watching as she went and put them on a table in the kitchen for safe keeping.
"Shall we go," he asked as she re-appeared at the doorway.
She threaded her arm through his as they walked to the car.
"Where are we going?" She asked when they were both in and he started driving.
"Thats for me to know and for you to find out..."
"And I thought I was the one who kept secrets" she muttered to herself.
Despite all the negative thoughts she had earlier about all this, she was actually excited to be going out with Kurt. Maybe it was the way that he looked at her when she opened the door, or maybe it was just the fact that it was Kurt Hummel so what ever he had planned would be perfect, no exceptions.
They drove for about an hour then finally reached their destination. They were parked outside an outdoor restaurant where each table was lit by candles and torches mounted to the roof that covered the place. It was so beautiful. It looked amazing in contrast to the dark night.
"Kurt its amazing, how did you even find a place like this?"
"I have my ways," he said with a grin. "Though the place really looks like a dump in comparison to you" she hit him on the arm.
"I never knew you could be so fricken corny Hummel"
They both just laugh.
"Oh my god I just realised we match," he said fighting back the urge to laugh.
"Oh god, this night couldn't get any cheesier"
"Well it wont be anything at all unless we get out of this car and actually go to the restaurant"
They both got out of the car, Kurt put his arm around Santana's waist possessively as if to say 'shes mine and no one else can touch her'. Santana was enjoying this night already, possessive Kurt was hot.
They were sat down and eating their food in no time, it was all really good quality, everything smothered in fatty sauces that were making Santana make obscene noises, and Kurt was starting to get really hot and bothered over it.
"Santana you need to pipe down because by looks of that table of guys over there I'm not the only one you're turning on with your foogasms." he snarled
Santana looked amused "Aw Kurtie's getting jealous," she said in a teasing voice.
He gave her an evil glare and she shut right up.
Where they were sat was relatively private although that group of boys could see them and Kurt knew exactly what they were thinking, Santana was beautiful they would be crazy not to want her.
When the desserts came he moved closer to her and cupped her face before moving in to kiss her sweetly tasting the chocolate sauce on her lips. Haha, those boys could suck it. Santana pulled away from the kiss but stayed pressed against him, close enough to whisper in his ear ,
"What was that about?"
"Those boys were staring at you like you were a piece of meat, just thought they should know who you belong to,"
Okay possessive Kurt was getting hotter by the minute.
They finished their meal, payed and left, but instead of going to the car Kurt led them to a kids playground a few hundred feet away holding Santana around the waist the whole time.
"Why are we going here?" She asked.
"I don't know, I'v just always loved playgrounds and I think they are so much cooler when no ones here."
"You're such a dork," she said while resting her head on his shoulder. Even though they had only been doing what they had been doing for a couple of days Santana felt really comfortable around him.
When they reached the playground Kurt climbed to the top of the tall tower and sat up there swinging his legs like a little kid.
Santana just gave him 'the look',
"Do you seriously expect me to climb up there in this dress?"
"Oh come on, you can do it. Here I'll help," he held out his hand for her to take. She grabbed onto it tightly and used the rock climbing wall to boost herself up there. Kurt pulled her so she was sitting on his lap and kissed her hard and full of passion. Santana returned the kiss with just as much fervour, she poured all the emotion that she felt from that night into it.
Kurt shifted them so that Santana was pressed against one of the walls of the tower and forced his tongue into her mouth which made her moan.
He pulled slightly away to kiss at her neck "You weren't behaving yourself very well tonight were you, you were making all those noises making the boys stare. They have to know your mine." He punctuated the last word with a bite on her shoulder, Santana just couldn't help but moan at his words. They were now grinding desperately against each other.
"Say it, say your mine." He growled.
"Santana could feel the familiar throbbing of arousal between her legs.
"I'm yours, always. Master"
"Oh GOD" Kurt thrust particularly hard into her. That is the single hottest thing he has ever heard come out of her mouth.
"Say it again!" He growled, beyond turned on now.
"I'm yours Master, OH"
Kurt had pushed her panties to the side and was now thrusting his fingers onto her pussy. He didn't think he would ever get over her saying that. 'Master' it played over and over in his head.
He thrust his fingers faster while rubbing at her clit as she pulled his rock hard erection out of his pants and started to pump it in time with his fingers.
With a few more pumps they were both gone, Kurt screaming 'Mine' and Santana screaming 'Yours'.
They sat there for a few minutes in silence just trying to regain their breath.
"I wonder what those little kids are gonna do when they find our mess here tomorrow." Santana said with a smirk. Kurt still couldn't speak. All he could think about was Santana screaming 'Master'.
"Kurt are you okay?" Santana asked, concerned.
"What? Oh yeah, I'm fine," he said still slightly breathless. Santana tucked him back into his pants and told him to get up. He moved to the side of the tower and jumped off. Kurt didn't expect her to do the same did he?
"This is even worse than getting up here!" Santana said worriedly.
"Just throw down your shoes then jump and I'll catch you," he sounded much more sure than she felt.
Her shoes plonked down next to Kurt then she sat on the edge of the tower with her legs hanging down.
"Are you sure about this?" She sounded terrified.
"Positive," with that she slid off the edge and fell into his strong embrace. Her eyes were scrunched closed until he kissed her fore head and whispered "You're still alive"
She put her shoes back on and they started walking back to his car.
"You know my parents are out of town for the weekend and Finns going to be at Puck's playing Halo the whole weekend so I have the place to myself," he said with a suggestive lilt to his voice.
Santana looked up at him and her eyes sparkled. Now this was going to be an amazing weekend.
AN: Hope you enjoyed, please review!