A/N: I know the last chapter was slightly rushed but, honestly, I was getting kind of bored and wanted to speed things up. Sorry. Also, sorry for not indicating the different time jumps in the last chapter, the line breaks I put in didn't show up. Sorry again. There will be sexy times in this chapter so... Not sorry for that.
All in all, I'm glad most of you enjoyed it and I hope you enjoy this one too. :)
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Chapter 14
"S-Sorry? You're... You're gonna what? You're gonna propose to Santana?" Quinn asked, dropping the underwear in her hand and facing Brittany, eyes wide and fingers spread out next to her face.
"Yes." Brittany said with a smile, "I even asked her parents permission."
"You asked her parents?! Are you out of your mind?" Quinn asked, clearly shocked at what the blonde was telling her.
"No. Quinn, I'm crazy about Santana. We've even spoken about marriage and we both wanna marry each other." Brittany said, "And as my best friend, I want you to be happy for me. And I need your help picking out a ring."
"You want me to help you pick out a ring for someone that can probably afford to buy an entire jewelery store?" Quinn asked as she lead Brittany out of the store and toward a coffee shop.
"Don't say that, Q. It makes me feel poor." Brittany said, "But, yes, I want you to help me pick out a ring for her."
"Well," Quinn started, "I guess we have to start shopping."
"Yeah? You'll help me?" Brittany asked with a smile on her face.
"Of course I will." Quinn said with a smile, "You're like my sister. And I love you. So, before we go ring shopping, you have to let me know how you're gonna propose."
"Well, I wanna have her mobbed. You know, where everyone dances around her and then I come out of nowhere and get down on one knee and then ask her to marry me." Brittany answered.
"That may just be the most romantic thing I've ever heard of." Quinn said as they sat down at a table outside a restaurant.
"Yeah? It's not too corny?" Brittany asked.
"Absolutely not. If Rachel proposed to me that way, I'd be honored." Quinn said.
"Yeah? Awesome." Brittany said. The waitress approached their table and asked what they wanted, "Can I just get a Caramel Laté?"
"Sure. And for you, miss?" the waitress asked Quinn.
"Can I just get the same?" Quinn asked. The waitress nodded and wrote it down before walking away, "So, when are you gonna do it?"
"Two weeks. Our anniversary." Brittany said, "It was the first time we... Had sex. My first time ever."
"Aw, Britt. That's so cute." Quinn said, "Are you guys gonna celebrate it?"
"Well, we spoke about it last week that we're going to go out to dinner. I was thinking about taking her to that really nice restaurant close to the theater." Brittany said, "I was thinking there, 'cause the theater is a great place for a mob. The theaters lobby."
"Yeah." Quinn said, "That's not a bad idea. After your dinner, you can take her over to the theater and say you got tickets to see that show. Then everybody can just mob her."
"I love that idea."
"And then after the mob's over and she's all overwhelmed, you can come out of the crowd, you know, they can make like a line on each side of you and it'll be all romantic and then she'll cry when you say your romantic speech and then when you get down on one knee, she'll gasp." Quinn rambled, "You'll take out a ring with a massive rock and ask her to marry you and she'll yell out 'YES!' And then you'll go home and fuck like bunnies until the sun comes up."
"Love the sound of that." Brittany said as the waitress brought them their laté's, "Thank you." the waitress nodded and walked away.
"So, I can get a few people to actually perform the mob and I think I can arrange with the theater to let us use the lobby." Quinn said, picking up her laté and taking a sip.
"You are a life saver."
"Nope. The theater just really loves Rachel. And they'll do anything for Santana, seeing as though every single one of her shows has brought in like, hundreds of thousands of dollars." Quinn said, "But thanks."
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As Brittany walked into the house, it was surprisingly quiet. Too quiet for her liking. She knew her latina was home, her car was in the driveway. Usually when she'd get home Santana was cooking in the kitchen, singing at the top of her lungs, but apparently not tonight.
Brittany frowned and took off her coat, closing the front door behind her and walking through the house, toward the bedroom. She was about to call out Santana's name when she heard faint noises coming from the bedroom. Her eyes widened as she pressed her ear to the door to listen more clearly. Moans. Santana's moans. Brittany's jaw dropped at the sound and thoughts of someone else being in there with Santana flooded her head. And now, she was angry. Putting her hand on the door handle, her breathing picked up. As she was about to open the door, she heard something that made her anger float away.
"Brittany," Santana moaned, "Oh, baby."
Brittany smiled at that and listened some more, realizing that the latina was touching herself. Brittany's hand began rubbing her hardening cock through her jeans.
On the other side of the door, Santana lay atop the sheets, naked and moving a U-Shaped vibrator in and out of herself, hitting her G-spot each time. Her eyes were closed and her hips were bucking with each thrust in. Her pussy was dripping wet and her clit was hard as a rock.
"Mmf, fuck!" Santana moaned as the external leg of the toy vibrated against her clit, "Oh, yeah, baby."
Brittany's eyes fell shut as she now had her dick sticking out of her jeans, the zipper undone. Her hand was pumping up and down hard and fast as she listened to her girlfriends moans on the other end of the door.
"Oh, god! Fuck that pussy!" Santana yelled. And with that, Brittany opened the door and slammed it shut behind her, immediately jumping onto the bed and climbing ontop of the extremely surprised Santana. She licked the latina's neck and pulled the vibrator out of her, inserting her rock hard cock and pumping in and out hard and fast, making sure to hit Santana's G-spot with each thrust, "Uh! God!... Hey, baby."
"Aah, god, you feel good." Brittany moaned before mumbling a 'hi' as she kept fucking the latina hard. Santana was now moaning with every thrust as she gripped onto Brittany's back and balled her shirt up into her hands as the two of them rocked together, causing the bed to shake and the headboard to bang against the wall, "You like that baby? You like it when I fuck you hard?"
"Oh, fuck yeah!" Santana moaned.
"You're such a dirty little girl... Starting without me." Brittany mumbled as she hardened her thrusts, causing the latina to bounce up each time she pushed in, "Say it. Tell me how dirty you are."
"I'm so dirty... Nnnggh UH!" Santana said with a moan, "I'm so fucking dirty baby, I couldn't wait. I needed your cock so bad, I was so fucking horny."
"Oh, you're so sexy." Brittany said as she thrust faster. She spanked Santana's ass before grunting, "Tell me how much you love it when I fuck you with my big cock."
"I love it so much! Uh! I'm such a fucking slut for your cock!" Santana moaned, "You fuck me so good, baby. You make my pussy so wet."
"Mmf, fuck, I'm gonna cum." Brittany mumbled as her hips moved rapidly back and forth, "I'm gonna cum deep inside you're dripping pussy. You want that? You want my hot cum inside you? Huh?"
"Oh, yeah! Cum inside me baby! Fucking fill me with your jizz." Santana said desperately, feeling her own orgasm approaching.
"Cum with me baby!" Brittany ordered as her hips jutted forward and her cum squirted out of her dick, hard. Santana came straight afterward and shook as she clung to Brittany's shirt.
As soon as the two of them had come down, Brittany lay Santana down and rested ontop of her, both of them breathing heavily and tired. Brittany's cum had seeped out underneath her dick and slid down Santana's thigh. A few minutes passed as Brittany slipped out of Santana with a wet pop, her dick now soft.
"God, that was so good." Santana said, her voice hoarse and her chest heaving. Brittany smiled and kissed Santana's bare shoulder, "What are you doing home so early? I thought you were out with Quinn all day."
"Yeah, Rachel called her with a 'vocal emergency' so, she had to get home. I thought I'd surprise you, but, looks like you were the one that surprised me." Brittany said softly. Santana chuckled.
"Oh, you surprised me alright." Santana said, "Fuck, I was so horny this afternoon."
"I can tell." Brittany said, "What made you so horny?"
"I was on the computer and I came across those pictures we took a few months ago. You know, the ones of you touching yourself." Santana said, "Fuck, they're hot." Brittany smiled and looked at Santana.
"Pictures of me got you horny?" Brittany asked.
"Uh, yeah! Have you seen them yet? Jesus, your abs are dripping with sweat and your head is thrown back, you're biting your lip, eyes closed and hands working yourself hard." Santana said, list dripping from her voice, "Mmm, yeah... So sexy. Fuck, I'm wet again."
Brittany smiled really wide and felt herself get hard. She took off all her clothes and untied her hair before kissing Santana's neck as her fingers slipped through wet folds.
"Well then it looks like we'll be busy all night."
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"So, I want two songs to play. So there have to be two dances that happen." Brittany said as herself and Quinn gathered the dancers in the lobby of the theater, "I want one of them to be upbeat and the other one to be slow and pretty."
"Did you bring the songs, B?" Quinn asked, plugging in the stereo.
"Yeah, they're on the CD in my bag." Brittany said. Quinn nodded and got the CD out of Brittany's bag. She put it in and waited to hit play, "So, after we listen to the songs, I'm gonna teach you the dances, yeah? Quinn you got hit play."
"Okay." Quinn said and hit play. The song that blasted through the speakers was, 'The Way You Make Me Feel' by Michael Jackson, "Michael Jackson? Really Britt?"
"Hey. Don't dis Michael, Quinn. Santana loves him." Brittany said with a chuckle. The dancers laughed and listened to the song. Once it was over, 'A Thousand Years' by Christina Perry started playing. Some of the dancers smiled and shared knowing glances with each other while Quinn looked at Brittany and smiled.
"Aw, Britty! You guys are gonna be together in your next life." Quinn said. The dancers laughed and smiled at Brittany's blush.
"Shut up, Quinn."
"Whipped."
"I know."
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"Q, we still haven't found the perfect ring and mine and Santana's anniversary is tomorrow." Brittany said as herself and Quinn walked into the fifth jewelery store that day.
"Britt, just relax. I'm sure we'll find the perfect ring for your princess in this store. This is where Rach and I got our wedding rings. They have gorgeous rings here." Quinn said, approaching the counter, "Hello, we are looking for an engagement ring. Do you have any suggestions that we'll like?"
The neatly dressed man behind the counter looked baffled as his hands moved around the glass counter absentmindedly. Quinn smiled really big and tilted her head to the side. The mans eyes widened and he nodded very quickly, rushing toward the back and coming back out a few minutes later with a box. He looked at Brittany and Quinn before unlocking the box and carefully opening it.
"This is a Round Brilliant with a Channel-set Band." the man said, turning the box toward Quinn and Brittany and watching as their mouths fell open and their eyes widened, "It's extremely delicate and very expensive. It's one of the most expensive rings we have in this store."
"It's so beautiful." Quinn said, turning her head to look at Brittany, "What do you think, Britt?"
"How much?" Brittany asked, eyes still fixated on the ring.
"16 600 dollars, Miss." the man said. Brittany's eyes almost bugged out of her head. She smiled tiredly and looked at Quinn before giggling out of shock.
"I can't afford that." Brittany said, "I don't make that much."
"Brittany," Quinn said, "You still have 100 000 dollars from your paintings." Quinn reminded her. Brittany smiled, relieved and nodded.
"Thank God. So, I can afford it. But, how many carats is it?" she asked.
"One carat, Miss." the man answered. Brittany swallowed and nodded.
"Okay, one more thing." she said, "Propose to me with it."
"Excuse me?" Quinn asked.
"Propose to me with the ring." Brittany said. Quinn rolled her eyes and looked at the man.
He took the ring carefully out of it's box and handed it gently to Quinn. Quinn turned toward Brittany and held the ring in front of her.
"Will you marry me?" she asked in monotone.
"Oh, my god! That's it! That's the one." Brittany said, starting to excitedly cry. Quinn rolled her eyes and handed the ring back.
"Thank God. We'll take it." Quinn said. The man nodded and went to the back with the ring to put it in a ring box. He came back and the girls payed before he put the ring in a bag and handed it to Brittany.
"Thank you Mr... Todd." Brittany said, "Nice name."
"Thank you, miss. I hope your lady love is happy with the ring." Todd said. Brittany smiled and nodded.
"I'm sure she'll love it." Brittany said. Quinn smiled and looked at Todd, slipping a 100 dollar bill in his blazer pocket.
"Thanks for your help, Todd." she said before walking out with Brittany following.
"God, this ring is just perfect." Brittany said.
"Yeah, I told you that store's brilliant." Quinn said, "Now, get home and hide that away."
"Santana's probably home right now. How am I gonna hide it away from her if I have to walk past her to get to any good hiding place in the house?" Brittany asked.
"You have a bag, don't you?"
"Yes."
"Put it in your bag and sneak it through to your painting room. She'll never go in there without your permission." Quinn said, "Come on, B, don't be a dumbass."
"Okay, I'm sorry. I'm proposing tomorrow. Give me a break, okay? I'm nervous."
"Don't be." Quinn ordered, "Santana is crazy about you. And she'll say yes if you propose to her while you're in the middle of the desert, covered in mud with half a shaved head." Brittany chuckled and exhaled a nervous breath, "She loves you so much. You have nothing to be nervous about, okay?"
"Okay." Brittany said, "I'm proposing tomorrow... No big deal. Just the rest of my life... I can't wait."
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"Honey, I'm home!" Brittany announced as she walked inside. She heard Santana chuckle and then saw her brunette walking out of the bedroom.
"Hey, baby." she said with a smile. Brittany smiled back and pulled her girlfriend in for a deep kiss.
"Are you excited for tomorrow?" Brittany asked.
"Why? What's tomorrow?" Santana asked jokingly.
"Babe! How can you not remember our sex-aversary?" Brittany asked. Santana smiled and kissed Brittany's soft, pink lips.
"I can't wait for tomorrow. Are we really going to see a show?" Santana asked, "Or were you just bull shitting me?"
"No, we're really going to see a show. But before we see a show, we're going to dinner at that place you like so much." Brittany said, burying her head in Santana's neck, gently pressing soft kisses on her pulse point.
"Mm, I'm excited. Super excited." Santana whispered as Brittany continued to kiss her neck.
"Okay, no sex tonight seeing as though we'll be having sex tomorrow, all day." Brittany said, pulling away, "I'm gonna go paint, yeah? Call me if you need me, baby."
And with that, Brittany blew Santana a kiss before walking toward the library.
Once she was in her painting room, she closed the door and quickly hid the ring behind one of her paintings that was on the wall. She placed it on the ledge at the bottom of the frame.
"I'm gonna propose tomorrow..."
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Now the two girls sat at dinner, Santana smiling as Brittany sniffed the wine the waiter had brought them. The latina's head turned to the side and she chuckled as she watched the blondes nose scrunch up before she took a sip.
The two of them had been having sex all day long and it was safe to say that the latina was sore, but she definitely didn't care. Not when she was this happy. She smiled as Brittany swallowed the wine and sighed.
"This is good, you should have some." she said, pouring some wine into Santana's glass. Santana lifted her glass and took a sip.
"It is good." she said, "You've got good taste in wine."
"It's a gift." Brittany joked. Santana laughed and nodded.
"That's great." Santana said, "So, what are we eating, 'cause we didn't get any menus."
"Well, I've arranged that with the kitchen already, so all you have to do is sit back and enjoy..."
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After dinner, Brittany payed and lead Santana out of the restaurant. They shared a gentle kiss outside the restaurant before they walked across the street and into the theater. Brittany took a few deep breaths as she spotted a few of the dancers.
'Just relax. Don't be nervous. She loves you. The dancers know what they're doing. It'll be perfect.' Brittany thought as they approached the ticket booth. Brittany then nodded at the closest dancer who nodded back and casually made her way over to the bathroom. Brittany then stopped Santana in the middle of the lobby and turned the latina toward her.
"I, uh, I just have to use the restroom. Wait here, okay? I don't want you to spend any of your money. I'll be right back." Brittany said. Santana nodded and kissed Brittany's cheek. Brittany smiled and jogged toward the restroom. Confused, the latina took out her phone.
To Quinn: Q, Brittany seems really nervous tonight. Do you know why?
She sighed as she waited for the shorter blonde to reply. She looked around the lobby and became even more confused as to the fact that were only 10+ people. There were usually 40 - 60 people in the lobby waiting to see a show.
From Quinn: Not a clue. Maybe she's gonna tell you that she's dying?
Santana's eyes widened and she quickly typed a reply.
To Quinn: Quinn! Don't say that, it makes me nervous! Jesus...
A few seconds after she tucked her phone back into her purse, music started playing. She frowned and looked around, noticing the 10 people were beginning to dance and even more people were flooding out of the theater and the bathroom, also dancing. As soon as she heard Michael Jackson's voice blaring out of the speakers, she became extremely lost and confused as to what was happening.
"What the..?" she said to herself as about 40 people were now dancing around her perfectly in-sync to the music. She started laughing nervously as she watched these dancers dance around her and, what looked like, for her. She watched in amazement until the song was over, "What's going on?" she asked when she saw Quinn, Rachel, Puck, Mike, Tina, Artie and Mercedes all standing with the dancers. Quinn smiled at her and winked before 'A Thousand Years' started playing. Everyone started dancing again, this time slower and she knew Brittany had something to do with this.
At the end of the song, Brittany walked out and Santana started giggling out of nerves. Brittany smiled and Santana could tell she was nervous. As soon as the song slowed to an end, Brittany stopped in front of Santana and smiled.
"What is this?" Santana asked, feeling overwhelmed by what just happened.
"Santana, I love you. And I know you must be extremely confused right now, but, this was a mobbing." Brittany said. Santana chuckled and looked around the room at all the dancers that had just mobbed her, "In all my life, I never thought that I would ever fall in love with someone as amazing as you. And, when I saw you that first time in the park, I got this shock, you know?... And I knew I was gonna fall in love with you." Santana's hand flew to her mouth when she realized what was happening.
"Oh, my god." she said, beginning to tear up.
"Santana, you make me so incredibly happy and... I knew from our very first date that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you." Brittany said, getting down on one knee. She smiled and took out the ring box, "San, we aren't going to see a show tonight, I guess this mob was kind of the show... And I'd make this happen a million more times if I needed to just to see you smile like that." Santana let out a laugh as tears fell down her face, "Santana Lopez... Will you marry me?" Brittany asked, opening the box and letting a single tear fall down her face. Santana gasped when she saw the ring and immediately started nodding her head.
"Yes! Yes, of course I will!" Santana said, still in tears. The dancers threw rose petals at them as Brittany put the ring on Santana's finger. Brittany put the box in her pocket and stood up as the dancers clapped and their friends cheered and whooped. Brittany picked Santana up and kissed her passionately as the ring sparkled on the brunettes finger.
"Oh, my god! We're engaged." Brittany whispered as their friends gathered around them and started gawking over Santana's ring while giving their congratulations.
"You are so sneaky!" Santana said, cupping the blondes face and kissing her again, "Oh, I love you baby. I love you so much."
"Oh, my god! This is so Monica and Chandler!" Rachel exclaimed.
"How does this have anything to do with Monica and Chandler?" Quinn asked as Santana and Brittany kissed and giggled in happiness.
"...I don't know." Rachel said, "I had to say something annoying."
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A/N: okay, the next chapter will be a continuation of this! Hope you enjoyed this one. :)