"I quit." Brittany had said those two magical words to Beastie yesterday and it felt amazing. Beastie had tried to convince Brittany to stay and had even offered to cancel the transfer, but Brittany declined. She didn't want to drive a taxi anymore.

That part of her life was over and today was the first day of something new. She had just finished filling out another form for the casino and hoped she was almost done. The HR office looked like a fancy doctor's office and the woman in charge of getting her settled, Tina, kept bringing more forms.

"And this one is for your background check," Tina said handing Brittany another form, "That should be the last one…oh wait. Nope. One more. This one too. This is what we like to call, 'The Love Contract'"

Brittany took the form and frowned. "Is the casino going to put me on a dating show? I won't sign this one because I already have a girlfriend."

Tina laughed. "No. It's not like that. Everyone here knows you're dating Santana and since you are going to work here too, you both have to sign this form that acknowledges you are both in a consensual relationship. That way, neither of you can sue the casino for sexual harassment."

"Oh!" Brittany took the form and saw Santana had already signed it. "When did Santana sign this?"

"This morning," Tina said, "Sugar made sure she did."

Brittany smiled at the mention of Sugar. She had met yesterday and liked her right away. Sugar was just what Santana needed in an assistant. "So it's OK we're together, right? Like, she won't get in trouble?"

"Nope. You are both in different departments and as long as you sign that form, you're all set."

"Sweet!" Brittany eagerly signed the form and gave it to Tina. "What happens after I finish all this paperwork?"

"Next is orientation," Tina said, "It's all standard stuff we are legally required to show you. You're a bit behind since the other employees that start today have already filled everything out. I don't mean to rush you but they're waiting for you so we can get on with the rest of the day."

Brittany nodded and quickly finished her forms. Tina then lead her down the hall and into a large room where about 20 other people were seated in front of a large projection screen. Tina told Brittany to take a seat and went to the front of the room.

"Good morning Daltonites!" Tina almost shouted, "That's what we call our employees and that's what you are as of this moment!"

The room erupted in applause.

"Now," Tina continued, "Let's get started. We're going to show you some videos about the hotel and some standard work practices. So sit back and enjoy."

The room went dark and The Dalton logo appeared on the screen. Brittany couldn't stop smiling. She had never been this excited to go to work.

###

Santana pulled up the security program on her computer and accessed the cameras where the new employees were watching all those boring orientation videos. She spotted Brittany near the middle and saw her furiously taking notes. Santana couldn't help but smile at how adorable her girlfriend looked. It was almost like it was her first day of school.

"Stop it!"

Santana pressed a button and her screen changed to an Excel sheet. She looked up at Sugar. "What?"

"Stop stalking Brittany," Sugar scolded, "You have work to do."

Santana leaned back as Sugar dumped a bunch of files on her desk. "What's all this?"

"This is the final security checks for that damn charity event."

Santana groaned. She could not wait until Sue and her horrid assistant were gone. "Are they still set to leave the day after the event?"

"They are," Sugar confirmed, "Everyone in the hotel is counting down the days. Why do you keep having them as guests when everyone hates them?"

"Money," Santana sighed, "Sue spends a lot of money here and the casino is not about to give that up. No matter how awful she is to host."

"Speaking of awful," Sugar said as she made a gaging motion, "Elaine wants to set up a meeting with you."

Santana clenched her jaw. "No. I'm not meeting with her anymore. The prep for the event as done ages ago when we thought it was last week. There is no need to meet. Let her know, I will not meet with her, only Sue."

"Will do," Sugar said with a smile, "I'm going to enjoy telling her to fuck off. In a professional way, of course."

Santana chuckled. "You were right about her. Remind me to listen to you next time."

"Oh, I will!" Sugar winked and walked out.

Santana turned to her computer screen and brought up the cameras in the orientation room again. Brittany had her elbows on the table with her chin resting on her hands. Santana let out a small laugh at how cute her girlfriend looked. She couldn't wait until lunch to see her again. Ever since they had had their "scary feelings" talk, they seemed to be closer than ever.

"STOP STALKING BRITTANY!"

Santana jumped at Sugar's sudden warning and closed program. Sugar was right, she needed to concentrate on work.

###

"And that's it for the first half of orientation," Tina announced turning on the lights, "We break for 75 minutes and meet back here. Then we'll take you to your respective departments and you can start getting know who you'll be working with."

Everyone got up and headed towards the exit. Brittany gathered her things and took out her phone. She texted Santana that she was on her way to the buffet. When she got there, she found her smiling girlfriend waiting for her at the entrance.

"Hi." Santana lifted her arms and Brittany immediately went to Santana's waiting arms.

"Hi," Brittany said, hugging Santana tight, "I'm so happy to see you."

"Me too." Santana pulled back and took Brittany's hand. "It's ridiculous how much I missed you considering I just saw you yesterday."

"Super ridiculous," Brittany agreed with a laugh, "It's crazy. I just want to be with you all the time."

"Me too." Santana winked and lead them into the buffet.

Once they had their food and were seated, Santana asked how orientation went.

"Great!" Brittany said, "I had to fill out a bunch of forms and sign a love contract."

"Ah, yes," Santana said with a laugh, "Now it's official and you're stuck with me."

"It's like we're married but only in the casino," Brittany said, taking sip of her soda.

"Is that OK?" Santana had thought the same thing and the thought had made her happy.

"More than OK." Brittany reached over and took Santana's hand. "I'm super happy to be casino-married to you."

"Good. So am I." Santana turned Brittany's hand over. "I guess I should get you a casino-ring. You know, to make it more official."

Brittany felt herself blush. "That'd be great. But you get one too!"

"Well of course." Santana let out a content sigh. Every new day with Brittany made her happier then she ever thought she'd be. Even when they argued, it was still a happy one. "Then maybe we should have a casino-honeymoon," Santana said wiggling her eyebrows.

"For sure!" Brittany let go of Santana's hand and continued eating. "How about tonight?"

"What?"

"Jenny's best friend is sleeping over," Brittany explained, "So I was hoping to spend the night with you. I don't like leaving Jenny alone in the apartment, but she'll have her friend there so it's OK."

Santana smiled so big, her cheeks hurt. "Perfect."

###

"And this is your iPad."

Brittany took the tablet from Quinn along with five security cards she'd need for various parts of the casino. "Are there games on here?"

"No," Quinn said, "That's your work iPad where you'll keep your client's appointments, requests, and whatever else you're doing. I've set it up for you and your Dalton email is activated. And you'll see that you already have some meetings set up starting tomorrow."

"Wow." Brittany took a breath. She had no regrets taking this job but it was proving to be a lot more work than she thought. Driving taxies was simple. People got in the cab and were driven to a place. Done. This job had many responsibilities and Brittany just hoped she was ready for them. "It's a lot of stuff."

"I know," Quinn said with a sympathetic smile, "My first day I thought I would throw up from all the stuff I had to do. Now, I don't even have to think about it. You'll be great Britt and I'm here to help you."

"Thanks Quinn."

"Now come on," Quinn said, "Let me show you the casino host lounge."

Brittany took her things and followed Quinn trying to calm her nerves.

###

Santana dropped her bag on her couch and let out a tired groan. Every time she came back from her weekend, things were hectic and this day was no exception. "Britt? Honey, I'm home." Santana smiled at her silliness.

When she got no answer she did a quick look around the suite and confirmed that Brittany had yet to finish work. She took our her phone and debated texting her but decided against it since she knew Brittany would be home soon. Sugar was right, she had to stop stalking her girlfriend. Instead she called her mom who caught her up on all the hometown gossip while Santana filled her in about her life in Vegas and, of course, Brittany.

About 20 minutes into the call, Santana heard the door open and saw Brittany come in. "Brittany just got here so I'm going to have to go….what? You do?…OK, hold on." Santana covered the phone with hand and faced Brittany. "Hey, sorry to ambush you but my mom is on the phone and wants to talk to you."

"Me?" Brittany clutched her bag to her chest, her heart suddenly beating impossibly fast. "Why?"

Santana gave her girlfriend an apologetic smile. "She really wants to talk to you. I've been telling her about you for weeks and she still thinks I made you up. I'm sorry sweetie. Can you just say hi?"

Brittany went to the table by the door and put her stuff down. "OK," she said as she went to take the phone.

"I'm sorry. I love you!" Santana said quickly, hoping to put her girlfriend at ease.

Brittany took the phone. "Hello…this is Brittany….Hi! Oh yeah, I totally exist," Brittany said with a light laugh. "Uh huh…sure…oh really?"

Santana wished she had activated the speaker before giving Brittany the phone. All she had to go by was Brittany's side of the conversation and her facial expressions, which were all over the place.

"Oh, I know!" Brittany felt more at ease. Santana's mom was pretty cool. "Yeah, she gets grumpy in the morning…"

"No I don't!" Santana protested.

Brittany laughed. "I like it so far and it sounds like I'm going to be super busy….uh huh…for sure, that sounds awesome!"

Santana watched in awe as Brittany relaxed and looked like she was talking to an old friend. She watched as Brittany sat on the couch and laughed at whatever her mom was saying and Santana wasn't sure if she should feel worried or happy that the two most important women in her life seemed to have become fast friends.

Almost 10 minutes later Brittany bid her farewell and gave the phone back to Santana. "You're mom is so cool! She wants me to take some portraits of her when she comes to visit.

Santana took the phone. "Qué le dijiste?"

Brittany laughed as Santana started speaking Spanish, no doubt wondering what her mom had told her.

"Fine," Santana said into the phone, "I'll call you later. Bye."

"Is your dad as cool as your mom?" Brittany folded her leg and brought it up to the couch.

"He's pretty cool." Santana put her phone on the table and went to sit next to Brittany. "Did she tell you anything embarrassing about me?"

Brittany leaned forward and kissed Santana before answering. "No. She said she'd save those stories to tell me in person."

"Of course," Santana sighed, defeated, "Well, at least you and my mom get along, so that's good."

"I'm glad too." Brittany pulled Santana to her, hugging her close, causing Santana to rest her head on her chest. "I was worried I wouldn't get along with my casino-mother-in-law."

Santana laughed and wrapped her arm around her wait. "So, how was work?"

"Great! I mean, it sounds like I'm going to have a lot to do but I really like it so far. I'm just happy not to drive taxis anymore."

"I'm glad," Santana said, snuggling closer, "Though I am a little disappointed we won't be able to cross taxi sex off our list."

"Oh, don't worry about that," Brittany said, "I have a few friends there who would be happy to lend me their taxi for an hour."

Santana sat up and moved to straddle Brittany. "Just an hour?"

"More than an hour?" Brittany adjusted herself so that Santana could fit comfortably on her lap. She moved her hands up Santana's thighs. "How much taxi sex did you want?"

"Well," Santana said placing her hands around Brittany's neck, "Since you won't be a taxi driver anymore, it could be the only chance we get."

Brittany leaned in and kissed Santana, her hands moving from her thighs to the small of her back to pull her closer. Santana responded by grinding her center to Brittany's stomach and thrusting her tongue in Brittany's mouth. Brittany captured Santana's tongue and began to suck. "Mmmmm."

Santana moved her tongue between Brittany's lips and began unbuttoning Brittany's shirt. "We've, uh, we've been slacking on the sex list," Santana breathed against Brittany's lips.

Brittany pulled back to look at her girlfriend. "We totally have. What do you want to do?" Brittany took off her shirt once Santana had finished with the last button. "I remember you said you wanted to watch me…touch myself."

Santana threw Brittany's shirt to the side and cupped her breasts through Brittany's light blue bra. "No…not today. I want to touch you." Santana quickly removed the bra and bent down to capture Brittany's pink left nipple in her mouth.

"Ah…OK," Brittany moaned. She leaned her head back against the couch and let herself be devoured by Santana. "Wha…what do want to do?"

Santana gave Brittany's nipple one last lick before sitting up. "Can..can you put on those stockings we got? Just…just the stockings."

Brittany bit her lip and smiled. She had brought all their toys to Santana's suite after Jenny had found them to prevent further torment from her sister. "Just the stockings?"

Santana looked between blue eyes and pink nipples, unable to chose which ones she wanted to see. "Yeah," she said with a shaky breath.

"OK." Brittany gave Santana a final kiss before lifting her off her lap and placing her on the couch. She stood up, naked from the waist up. "Stay here," she said, "I'll come get you."

Santana nodded and licked her lips. "What do you want me to do?"

"Just your thong," Brittany answered, with hungry eyes, "Nothing more."

Santana threw her head back and moaned as Brittany disappeared into the bedroom. She was exhausted when she first got home, but now she had a renown energy only Brittany could give her. She stood up and took off all her clothes, minus her black thong. She stood there not sure what to do next. "Umm…do you want me standing or sitting?" Santana shouted across the room.

"Sit!"

Santana did as instructed and sat down. She looked down at her breasts and smiled. Her not so secret weapon against Brittany in perfect display.

Brittany checked herself in the body mirror on the wall. The white stockings made her long legs look longer. She was naked save for these lace stockings and she knew she should feel exposed and vulnerable but she felt the opposite. She felt confident and sexy because of Santana. She took another look at herself and decided the outfit needed something more. "Santana!" she shouted out to the living room, "Should I put on heels?"

Santana adjusted herself on the couch. "Umm, yeah!" she shouted back.

Brittany looked around the bedroom and remembered one crucial piece of information. "Wait, I can't! I forgot to bring any!"

Santana let out a laugh. "Wear some of mine!"

"Your feet are too small!"

"Forget it then!" Santana couldn't stop smiling. "Just get out here!"

Brittany took a breath and walked out to the living room. She spotted Santana sitting on the couch with her arms outstretched across the top. She slowly walked around the couch to stand in front of her girlfriend. When she got a full view of Santana wearing only her thong, she was sure she stopped breathing, her tan legs crossed and her ample breasts on full display. "Wow."

Santana gasped. Something she was sure she had never done before but seeing her beautiful girlfriend in nothing but a pair of white lace stockings, it was the only reaction she could have. "Yeah, wow," she whispered. She moved her hands off the couch and uncrossed her legs. "You look so beautiful," she said as she reached out to grab those thick thighs she loved so much. "So glad the sales clerk convinced us to buy this."

Brittany let herself be pulled by strong arms and soon her bare center was right in front of Santana's face. "Me too." Brittany looked down and fought the urge to grab Santana's breasts in her hands. "So, now what?"

"Now," Santana smirked, "We have ourselves a casino-honeymoon." She squeezed Brittany's thighs then moved her hands to cup Brittany's ass. "I see you're a little wet already," she said and she leaned close and lightly licked the pink peaking out of Brittany's slit. "Make that more than a little."

"Fuck." Brittany groaned and felt herself getting even wetter and began to feel the pressure between her legs already build to an uncomfortable level. "Can we…can we do that list thing where I sit your face?"

Santana buried her face in Brittany's hips and breathed in, already smelling Brittany's arousal. It was intoxicating. "You read my mind," she said looking up.

Brittany bit her lip and pulled Santana up, her amazing breasts doing a little bounce. "Before though, I'm going to have to snuggle with your boobs."

"Whatever you want, Britt," Santana said with a laugh. She kept her hands on Brittany's hips and pulled them flush against her. Since Brittany was a bit taller, those strong hips lined up with her lower stomach. "How did I end up with the sexiest, woman in the world?"

"You're just really lucky," Brittany said, completely serious, causing Santana top chuckle. Brittany smiled and leaned down to kiss Santana. As soon as their lips touched, tongues came out and clashed with each other. "Mmmm." Brittany bent her knees slightly and placed her hands behind Santana's thighs. In one swift motion, she lifted the smaller woman and had Santana wrap her legs around her waist. She could feel the wetness seeping through Santana's underwear.

"Fuck this is hot." Santana tightened her grip around Brittany's waist and ground her center against hard abs. "I wanna add grinding myself against your abs to the list."

Brittany smiled and began walking to the bedroom, holding Santana tight. "We're going to have to write these down." When they reached the bed, Brittany dropped Santana on the mattress. "You keep adding things."

Santana propped herself on her elbows, licking her lips as Brittany stood in front of her. Long blond hair falling across her shoulders, pale smooth skin ready to be touched and kissed, perfect breasts, and it was just all too much. "I can't wait to have you in my mouth."

"You're dirty," Brittany giggled. She climbed on the bed straddling Santana's calves. "Or what's that word you use? Wonky?"

"Wanky."

"Wanky," Brittany repeated. She moved her hands to her stomach and touched herself. "So you don't want me to touch myself?" she asked, her hands moving up to cup her breasts.

Santana gripped the bedsheets with both hands. "I do, but another time. I…I told you, I need to touch you." She lay flat on the bed. "Scoot up."

Brittany placed her hands on Santana's stomach and ran her hands up to her favorite distractions. "But first…." she said as she squeezed her girlfriend's breasts. She leaned down slowly and replaced her left hand with her mouth on the hard nipple.

Santana arched her chest and moaned. She hoped Brittany's obsession with her breasts never went away. "Britt…" She felt Brittany's body fall slowly to hers until she felt the lace of the stockings on the side if her thighs and the wetness from Brittany's arousal on top.

Brittany squeezed and sucked on Santana's full breasts and found that she had straddled Santana's thigh and was slowly grinding her center on the muscular thigh. "Mmmm," she moaned picking up her pace.

"Fuck." Santana was going into sensory overload. She had Brittany devouring one breast while kneading the other and had her grinding on her thigh where Santana felt just how aroused her girlfriend was. "No getting off," she panted. She placed her hands on Brittany's ass to stop her movements. "Britt…I want you…want you to come in my mouth."

Brittany knew she gotten carried away but the intense pressure she felt was overwhelming and she needed release. She licked the dark nipple one last time before looking up at brown eyes. "Sorry. I just…like you said about me…you just make me so horny."

Santana chuckled. "I can feel it on my thigh."

Brittany looked down their bodies and saw the wet spot of Santana's thigh glistening. "I'm gonna use that thigh later then," she giggled looking back up.

"I hope so." Santana pulled Brittany down and gave her a sloppy kiss, her tongue licking in and around Brittany's mouth.

"That's a lot of tongue you got there," Brittany teased, her on tongue trying to catch Santana's.

"All the better to eat you out with, my dear." Santana smirked.

Brittany let out an excited giggle as she sat up and straddled Santana's chest. She slowly moved up until her aching center was right above Santana's luscious lips. "Bon Appétit."

Santana smiled and placed her hands on either side of Brittany's hips. Above her was the most beautiful meal she had ever had. She pulled Brittany down and immediately opened her mouth to take as much of Brittany as she could.

Brittany let out a loud gasp the second she felt Santana on her. "OH GOD!" She began moving against Santana's mouth wanting more but she wanted to make sure she didn't crush Santana. "Saaa…SSS" She tried to say her name but the pleasure was just too much. Brittany managed to grip the headboard for leverage and continued to move against Santana's lips.

Her mouth and chin were covered in Brittany's arousal and Santana still wanted more. She ate out Brittany like it was her last supper and drank up as much of Brittany's juices as she could. She kept going, her tongue going in and out of Brittany all the while listening to Brittany's moans and screams.

Brittany gripped the the headboard so tightly her knuckles were turning white. The pleasure Santana was giving her was intense and one she had never experienced before. She felt and heard Santana moan and hum as she continued to eat her out. Hearing Santana obviously enjoying herself, made Brittany's own please a thousand times better. "A…almost..," she panted, continuing to ride Santana's face.

"Mmm…" Santana was in heaven. She moved her hands and gripped Brittany's lace clad thighs as she continued her delicious assault. She tried to drink as much of Brittany's arousal as she could but she felt some of that liquid run down her chin. She loved how wet Brittany got of her. She thrust her tongue inside, her nose rubbing Brittany's clit, and within seconds she felt Brittany clench and come undone with a loud scream.

Brittany stayed unmoving for a moment trying to recover. With shaky legs, Brittany got off Santana and settled next to her, panting. "I…I….can't fe…feel my legs."

Santana wiped her face with one hand and propped her head with the other hand, facing Brittany. "I could eat you all day."

"I..don't think I could survive that," Brittany chuckled, "Give me a minute and it's your turn."

Santana licked her lips, tasting Brittany again. "I can keep going. I want to see how wet I can get you."

"I'm gonna get dehydrated."

Santana laughed and took off her soaked thong. "I'll give you a rest, but then I'm jumping on!"

"OK," Brittany said, laughing. She reached over and brought Santana to her. "But you have to cuddle a little first."

Santana sat on her knees and began to remove Brittany's stockings. "These were really sexy but I want you totally naked now." When she had both off, she threw them to the side. "Now we can cuddle."

Brittany opened her arms and Santana settled on top of her. "Naked cuddling is the best."

"Sure is," Santana said, settling between Brittany's breasts. She was still extremely turned on and after a few moments, she let Brittany know just that. "I'm still really horny, Britt-Britt."

"Awww." Brittany kissed the top of Santana's head. "Hop on."

In a flash, Santana straddled Brittany's chest. "Ready?" she asked running a hand through her hair. She felt positively giddy. Sex with Brittany was loving, sexy and fun. Santana never thought sex could be fun but here she was giggling as she moved up to settle above her girlfriend's face.

"Yummy." Brittany placed her hands on Santana's waist and guided her down. Santana wasn't kidding when she said she was really horny. She was soaked and Brittany lapped it up.

Santana closed her eyes and let out a sigh of pleasure. The almost painful anticipation she had been feeling, finally quelled. She lost herself in the feeling of Brittany's tongue and lips exploring her pulsating center. "Oh…Britt…"

"I could eat you all day too," Brittany said against lubricated folds. God, she loved this woman. She felt consumed by Santana and she wouldn't have it any other way. Brittany stuck her tongue out further and entered Santana, causing the smaller woman to let out a loud moan.

Santana knew she wouldn't last long, not after she had almost come just by eating Brittany out. Brittany's expert tongue hit all the right spots and soon Santana felt that familiar pressure and beautiful release. "OH Fuck…Briii…"

Brittany kept exploring until Santana told her to stop. "Fine," she whined.

Out of breath, Santana settled herself next to Brittany. "That was perfect," she said, moving to cuddle again.

"Sitting on face. Check," Brittany said, "Lace stocking. Check."

"We're making good progress on the list," Santana hummed.

Brittany hugged Santana closer. "Mmm hmmm."

Santana made lazy patterns on Brittany's stomach, listening to her heartbeat. "Britt?"

"Yeah?" Brittany was so relaxed she almost fell asleep.

Santana swallowed. "I have a scary feelings question."

Brittany opened her eyes, now fully awake. "What is it?"

Santana lifted her head to look at clear blue eyes. "I know it's, uh, really early in our relationship, but…"

"Did you want to try anal?" Brittany asked, seriously.

Santana was caught completely off-guard with Brittany's answer and at first couldn't respond. "Did…an…," Santana stuttered. She let the answer sink in and let out a laugh. "No..that's not what I was going to say."

"Oops," Brittany said, also laughing. "What is it then?"

Santana's laughter faded. She took a breath before speaking. "Do you think one day we could go from casino-married to maybe real-married?"

"Oh."

"Forget it," Santana said moving to settle herself against Brittany's chest again.

Brittany stopped her movements. "No. Remember what we said? We have to talk about scary feelings."

"You're right." Santana took another long breath. "Well?"

Brittany let her mind fantasize about being married to Santana and living out her life with her. She smiled. "Yes. I totally think we can be real-married one day."

"Yeah?

"Yeah."

They settled back to cuddling and let their minds wonder about being more than casino-married.

###

The second day of her new job was better than the first. Brittany had spent the day shadowing Quinn and and seeing what she did. It was a lot.

On the third day, she learned all the systems she'd be working with and all the vendors she'd order things from. Apparently, casino guests and residents ordered a lot.

On the fifth day, she got to spend the whole day with Rachel Berry. To Brittany's surprise, Rachel wasn't all that bad. Once you let her talk for a while, she sort of tired herself out. Brittany was grateful for that discovery because she was sure she'd go crazy if Rachel was at full talking force all day long.

On the sixth day, and Jenny's birthday, Rachel invited herself to the small birthday party Brittany had organized for Jenny. "But you don't even know her," Brittany told her to which Rachel replied with, "Then what a perfect event to meet her."

By the end of the week, Brittany felt like she had had this job for years. She got to talk to people all day, play with props and costumes (from Rachel's show), and make way more money in tips than she ever could as a taxi driver. Not only that, she had started taking more and more pictures. Rachel had even asked her to take some behind the scenes shots for her.

Yeah, she definitely made the right decision.

"Santana! Are you ready?" Brittany shouted in the direction of the bedroom. They were currently in the suite getting ready for Sue's charity event.

"Almost!" Santana opted to wear a simple black dress and red heels. She looked in the bathroom mirror and smirked. She looked really hot.

The week leading up to this charity event had been somewhat uneventful. She had a meeting with Elaine to which Santana had agreed to on the condition that Sue was present. Santana was not going to deal with that psycho any longer and after today, since said psycho and her overbearing boss would be flying to New York tomorrow.

Santana winked at herself then headed out to the living room to join Brittany. "I look hot, but you look way hotter," she told her girlfriend.

"I sure do!" Brittany winked and pulled Santana to her.

"God, your ego is out of control," Santana laughed. She put her arms around Brittany's waist. "We just need to get through tonight and that Evil Bitch and Evil Lady will be out of our lives."

"Good." Brittany pressed her forehead against Santana's and sighed. "I can't wait for them to leave."

"Me too," Santana said and lightly pecked Brittany's lips. Santana ran her hands behind Brittany and squeezed her ass.

"You're groping me already?" Brittany giggled.

"Can't help it." Santana squeezed again. Brittany was wearing a dark blue dress that hugged her perfectly and Santana wanted nothing more than to rip it off the taller woman's body. They had had sex every day for the last week and Santana had become addicted to their encounters. "We haven't made love today and I'm going through withdrawals."

"Me too," Brittany pouted. They had spent most of the week sleeping at Brittany's apartment and making love. Quietly. "And I miss being loud and hearing you be super loud."

"You are way louder than me," Santana smiled. It had been a struggle trying to keep from expressing their pleasure vocally to their full volume. They couldn't, not with Brittany's sister in the next room. "But tonight, after this charity thing, we can go back to being as loud as we want here in our sex cave."

"Good cause it's super hard keeping quiet when I cum." Brittany kissed Santana's lower lip. "And I know it's hard for you too cause you end up letting out a squeak instead of a scream."

Santana groaned. It was true. One time Brittany had to put her hand over Santana's mouth to keep her from screaming. "I can't wait to really let go."

"Will you scream my name?" Brittany licked her lips and kissed Santana's cheek.

"If you make me cum hard enough," Santana said, her voice suddenly thick with lust.

"I can do that," Brittany whispered. She aligned her lips to Santana's and stuck out her tongue which Santana readily took between her lips and began to suck. "Mmmm." Brittany moved her hand to cup Santana's breast. When she went to take out that breast from the dress, Santana stopped her.

"We need to stop." Santana stepped back out of Brittany's grasp. "We need to get to the event."

"But you already got me wet," Brittany whined.

"I promise to make it up to you after this is over," Santana said, taking a breath. She was equally turned on but if they started anything, the'd never make it on time. If at all. "Come on, let's go."

Brittany adjusted her dress and followed Santana out of the suite.

###

"Thank you all for coming," Sue began. She stood on a stage overlooking all her guests.

Santana looked around and surveyed the area. Everything was in place. The diamond necklaces were secure, guards placed next to them and at all the exits. Santana had planned for every possible security breach and if anything happened, her team would be ready. Sue continued to talk on stage now talking about her sister.

"My sister was the bravest person I've ever met…."

Santana stood where she was and listened to Sue who continued to talk about her sister in the most loving way. Santana was shocked to discover Sue had a heart after all.

"That's so sweet."

Santana turned to her side at the sound of Brittany's voice. "Yeah," Santana agreed, "Who knew she was human."

After her speech, Sue stepped down to join her guests.

Quinn and Puck joined Santana and Brittany as they followed Sue's movements across the room.

"It's like the Grinch grew a heart," Quinn said.

"That was some seriousness right there," Puck added.

"Now what?" Brittany asked.

"Enjoy the party," Santana shrugged, "Is everyone else here?"

Puck nodded. "Mike, Artie and Mercedes are parked at the bar. Kurt and Blaine are going gaga over the necklaces. And Rachel is talking to anyone who will listen."

"Let's mingle then," Santana said.

The group spent the next hour and a half hanging out and enjoying the party. Santana wanted to go home but had to stay a bit longer. She stood by the diamond necklaces admiring the already sold pieces.

"Would you buy me one of those?" Brittany asked, hugging Santana from behind and looking at the necklaces.

"If you want one, yes." Santana leaned back into strong arms. "Whatever you want, Britt, I'll do my best to give it to you."

Brittany kissed Santana's temple. "I just want you."

"I'm all yours," Santana said with a smile.

Brittany was about to reply when Elaine suddenly appeared in front of them. "What do you want?"

"Well, aren't you two adorable," Elaine said with a smirk, "Guess you two worked things out?"

Santana stayed in Brittany's embrace and fought the urge to lunge and the assistant and punch her. "You need to leave."

Elaine ignored Santana and looked at Brittany. "Looks like you didn't take my warning seriously. Or maybe you like being a kept woman."

"I don't know what that means," Brittany said, "But I do know that your little sneaky plan to break us up so you can get Santana didn't work."

Santana took a slow breath. It was taking everything in her power not to go off on this woman.

Elaine laughed. "I wasn't trying to break you two up. I was just…giving both of you some advice."

Santana stepped closer to the assistant, leaving Brittany's arms. "I don't care what you were trying to do, it didn't work. Actually," Santana smiled, "We should thank you."

"Thank me?"

Brittany was confused as well. "Thank her?"

"Yeah," Santana smirked, "Because of you trying to manipulate us and use our insecurities against us, Brittany and I became closer than ever."

Brittany crossed her arms and smiled, now understanding what Santana was saying. "Yeah. We don't hide scary feelings anymore. So, thanks."

Elaine rolled her eyes. "Whatever. You two gave me exactly what I wanted. Entertainment."

"What the hell does that mean?" Santana looked behind Elaine at an approaching Sue.

"You know how boring it is going from city to city?" Elaine chuckled, "Fucking boring. So occasionally I entertain myself by messing with people. Think of it as a social experiment."

"So you just said those mean things to see what would happen?" Brittany asked, "You weren't after Santana?"

Elaine shrugged. "For sex? Sure, why not. Or you. I wouldn't have said no to either of you."

Santana quickly glanced at Sue, who had been standing within earshot behind Elaine, before speaking. "You do this a lot then? Mess with people Sue has to work with for your own amusement?"

"Not all the time," Elaine explained, "Only if I see an opportunity and if it's going to be fun."

"Is that so?" Sue said behind Elaine, startling the assistant. Santana smirked.

"Oh…Sss..Sue!" Elaine stammered.

"I didn't realize working for me was so boring," Sue said, her tone harsh, "And you think messing around with the people I need to work with is acceptable? Do you realize the damage you could have done to my connections?"

"I…." Elaine tried to talk again, but Sue cut her off.

"I help you try to get your art career going and this is how you repay me?" Sue's voice had gotten a bit louder. "Well, you know what? You don't have to worry about being bored anymore. You're fired."

"Wait," Elaine said, the desperation evident in her voice, "I just just joking. I…"

"A few months ago in Chicago," Sue continued, "One of my negotiations almost went bad because the CEO's son threatened to take his share of the company and use it to travel the world to tame polar bears. Was that you? Did you brainwash that kid? I mean what sane person would give up wealth and power to tame polar bears."

"I think I would," Brittany said, quietly making Santana smile.

"Sam went overboard with that…" Elaine started to explain but Sue raised her hand.

"My apologies," Sue addressed Santana and Brittany, "This is certainly not how I want to do business."

Santana nodded. "Thank you."

Sue faced Elaine again. "I thought I fired you. Why are you still standing here? Go get your things and leave my presence."

"But we're flying to New York tomorrow," Elaine said, desperate, "How am I going to get home?"

"Not my problem," Sue said and walked away.

"Wait!" Elaine called out. She turned to Santana and Brittany. "You did this! This is all your fault!"

"Nope," Brittany said with a smile, "It's your fault for being an evil bitch."

Elaine let out a frustrated grunt and stormed off after Sue.

Santana hadn't enjoyed another person's misfortune this much since high school when she wasn't the nicest person. "That was amazing!" she laughed.

"That was pretty great," Brittany agreed, "She shouldn't be mean."

"No, she shouldn't," Santana said taking Brittany's hand, "Come on. Now we can enjoy the rest of this thing."

Brittany took her girlfriend's hand and they headed out to find their friends.

A/N: One more chapter! Thanks for reading and reviewing! Special shout out for the ones who have been following this story since the beginning. Patience of saints, all of you.