This is a faberry fic, but this chapter is somehow my tribute to brittana.
I don't own Glee.
Warning: sexy times.
Chapter 21:
In the city of blinding lights…
"I have a confession too…"
"Hm?"
After their lovemaking they stayed nestled in each other's arms, Rachel's head resting on Quinn's chest while the blonde strokes her hair.
"I don't know if you remember but I asked you to sing keep holding on…"
"You didn't ask, we deci…"
"No, not that time, on My Space… I was Lucy Sky D…" Quinn blushes a little.
Rachel looks up with a funny face. "Really?"
"Really…"
"Oh my God!" She laughs. "I really thought that was weird… "
"I was eight month pregnant, I don't know why but Beth always kicked when I was hearing you singing…"
"You really don't know why?" Rachel teases.
"I know… she was trying to say to me that she wanted you to stop…"
Rachel frowns and pushes her girlfriend away.
"I'm just kidding…"
She tries to stand up but Quinn pulls her down again and gets on top of her.
"Let me go…"
"No…" The actress leans down to connect their lips but Rachel turns her head to the side exposing her neck. Quinn dives in and starts planting open-mouth kisses on her girlfriend's neck.
"That's not fair…" She moans soundly.
"It's very fair." Quinn attacks Rachel's lips and the brunette wraps her legs around her girlfriend.
They kiss with passion and abandon, exploring each other's lips and tongue, moaning over and over again.
The blonde pulls away and rolls out of her girlfriend. Elbow on the mattress, she rests her head on her hand and looks at Rachel.
"Why did you lie to me?"
"When?" Rachel pouts and Quinn giggles.
"You said you sang get it right to me…"
"Oh yeah, I-I… I don't know, it would've been weird, don't you think? I supposedly had written that song to Finn…"
"Why did you sing this song to me then?"
"Have you ever paid attention to the lyrics of this song?"
"Why would I? You wrote it to Finn…" Quinn pouts.
With that, Rachel opens her mouth and with all her heart she sings.
Can I start again?
With my faith shaken
Cause I can't go back and undo this
I just have to stay and face my mistakes
But if I get stronger and wiser
I'll get through this
Her eyes never leaving Quinn's.
What can you do?
When your good isn't good enough
And all that you touch tumbles down
Cause my best intentions
Keep making a mess of things
I just wanna fix it somehow
But how many times will it take
Oh how many times will it take
For me to get it right
She smiles; her favorite thing about the song is how it is so about their fight.
So I throw up my fist
Throw a punch in the air and
Accept the truth that sometimes life isn't fair
Yeah I'll send out a wish
Yeah I'll send up a prayer
And finally someone will see
She stops and points to Quinn.
How much I care…
"How much I cared about you…" She says happily.
"Quinn Fabray, Rachel Berry's muse since the beginning of time…"
"Don't ruin it…"
"What? It's true."
"So true…" She leans forward and kisses her girlfriend lips. "Ready to go again?"
"Always ready… baby you just sang to me; you know that your voice does things to me… " She smirks.
"Is that so?"
Quinn nods playfully.
"Let me see if you're really ready…"
"I'm not going to oppose to that."
Rachel slowly moves down Quinn's body. Yes, she is ready.
"Hold on tight baby, hearing my muse moaning my name makes me out of control…" She says as she settles between her girlfriend's legs.
"Oh Fuck Rachel…"
And Quinn moaned her name. Many times.
Rachel is a little irritated. She is not a sport enthusiastic, she didn't get why her girlfriend wants her to go along with her.
Quinn and her Co-stars from life is about choosing paths are going to play tennis. Apparently this is something they do once and while.
But she wasn't in a good mood, not until she sees Quinn's outfit, that is.
She leaves the bathroom to see her girlfriend wearing a very short Lacoste's skirt.
Those thighs should be illegal.
"Ready?"
"Uh?"
"I came to pick you up, remember?"
"Yes, but no… we're not leaving this house…"
"What?"
Rachel doesn't answer, she gets closer and holds Quinn's waist with both hands. In one motion Rachel slides her hand under Quinn's skirt and grabs her short's waistband.
"Not before I have my way with you…"
"Rachel…" She says as Rachel is pulling her short and panties down and assaulting her neck with wet kisses. "We can't…"
The singer pushes her toward the bed and throws her onto the mattress.
"Rach…"
"Not like that… you have to moan it…"
She takes the short and the panties completely off and slides her finger on the blonde's clit then she inserts two fingers inside her girlfriend.
"Rach…" She says moaning this time.
"Like that…"
"Mmm" Quinn gives in and spreads her legs widely.
"You like that baby?" Rachel keeps a slow pace, thrusting her fingers slowly inside; she leans her body and starts sucking Quinn's neck.
"Yeah,"
"Cause I love that… I love fucking you…"
"Yes, fuck me hard… fuck me good baby…"
Rachel starts pushing her fingers deep within her girlfriend, feeling the soft flesh of her walls contract against her fingers, holding her legs steady as Quinn's hips undulate against her.
Quinn bucks her hips once, twice, her teeth gritted as Rachel keeps pumping her fingers inside.
"Oh yeah… oh fuck Rachel, just like that…"
"Will you say my name?" She thrusts her fingers harder. "Will you say my name baby? Hm?"
"Yeah…"
"Say my name baby…"
She speeds up her pace. Quinn pulls her close and kisses her girlfriend deeply, her arms around Rachel's neck clinging to her tightly. She scrapes her nails across Rachel's back making the brunette fuck her harder.
"Oh… this… so good Rach…" She let out a soft moan of ecstasy.
Rachel watches as her girlfriend writhes in pleasure. A sloppy wet noise after each thrust; she kisses the blonde hard and that sends Quinn over the edge.
"Wow… what was that?" She says as she comes back down.
"I blame this skirt of yours…" Rachel gets out of her.
"Yeah, look what you did to me, I'm a mess..."
Quinn stands up and as she starts walking toward the bathroom Rachel slaps her ass.
"You are sexy…"
"It'll have a payback…"
"Can't wait for that…"
"We're leaving this house now…"
Rachel pouts and shrugs comically. She is really willing to know what is going to be her payback.
Rachel already knows Quinn's Co-stars. But she never had time to properly talk to them except Jenny; she is Quinn's closest friend.
It was all very natural and quickly they became friends; Jenny is her partner and film set's companion. They share the spotlight, although as Rachel always says, her girlfriend has the biggest fandom of the show.
When they started the filming Quinn was the one who had more experience, with two movies in her filmography- supporting characters though- So, naturally she was somehow their leader.
Dean, Matt and Jenny are waiting for them.
"Finally!" Dean a black american young man says.
Dean is Fred, Seth's best friend, Matt's character. He is the most frolic and playful of them.
As soon as Jenny sees Quinn she runs toward her friend and jumps into her arms to Rachel's distaste.
"Hi!" Quinn says, all smile, to Rachel's distaste too.
"Girls, girls, let's play…"
"Sorry guys, but I'm not playing today…" Matt shows his injured hand.
"It's okay Brittany is coming to play with us…" Quinn announces then she looks to Rachel. "Uh, guys, you already know Rachel…"
"Hi Rachel," Matt says charmingly.
It's a common sense that he is a womanizer.
"We're dating…" Quinn narrows her eyes at him. "But we're kind of…"
"Being discreet…" Rachel adds.
Not long after Brittany and Santana arrive.
"So, we're cheerleading then?" Santana states as they sit.
"You're used to it… weren't you a cheerleader?" Rachel teases.
"Were you a cheerleader?" Matt joins them.
"Something like that…"
"Cheerleaders are hot…" He says smirking.
"Yes they are…" Both, Santana and Rachel look at their girlfriends on the tennis court, sheer lust on their gazes.
"So, have you decided, are you joining us?"
Rachel grins happily.
"That's up to my agent…"
"Don't give me the agent thing… you decide…"
"So, yes… I will…" She says playfully.
"Good…"
"It'll be good to work with her, and I do love the show…"
"Yeah, it'll be interesting…" Santana teases.
"Well, it'll be great to have you with us…"
"Thanks,"
They start talking animatedly; Rachel always thought he is kind of charming. Then Santana' phone starts ringing.
"Sorry, I have to pick up this one…"
She walks away from them.
Quinn was concentrated in the game until this point. Brittany is her partner; Jenny and Dean are their opponents. They are all pretty good and completely dedicated to the game. Despite being very competitive they are having fun.
Jenny goes to her service, she hits the ball and Brittany prepares her racquet; she hits the ball with strength; Quinn was supposed to block the net. Dean defends Brittany's ball and once again the dancer hits it, but this time she hits it wrongly; her ball goes Hail Mary and it goes pretty high.
Everything was okay, until something out of the corner of her eyes draws Quinn's attention, she sees Santana walking away and Rachel and Matt talking animatedly. Alone.
Matt, the womanizer. Matt, Rachel's favorite of them all, besides Quinn, of course.
But as she is unaware of Quinn completely absence of mind Jenny runs to the ball and prepares her drive volley.
"Quinn!" Brittany yells. "Ball!"
She looks away from Rachel which is a bad decision since the ball hits her nose hard.
"Fuck!"
The blonde falls on the floor wailing with the pain.
"Quinn!" Rachel screams and runs after her girlfriend. "Oh my God!"
"Sorry, sorry, fuck, I'm sorry girl…" Jenny kneels close to her.
"She did it purposely she even targeted…" Dean grimaces.
"Stop!" Jenny hits his legs with the racquet. "Oh man… you're bleeding…" She moves the blonde's hair out of Quinn's face.
"Quinn, are you okay?" Rachel gets close and kneels too. "You're bleeding… what you were thinking! Are you fucking blind?" Rachel yells at jenny.
"Hey, it was an accident."
The whole group gathered around the injured girl gets a little tense.
"She is bleeding!"
"Rach it's okay… it wasn't her fault, I was…"
"I'll take you to the hospital; you may have broken it…"
"No, I'm okay…"
"You are going to the hospital Quinn, it's decided…" Santana says resolute.
"Okay, ouch… it hurts!" Quinn complains as Rachel is taking her arms.
"I think it's broken…" Brittany says concerned.
"It's not broken…"
The doctor, a middle age man announces to them.
"That's great," Rachel gets relieved.
"But I'll prescribe some medicines to the pain and to the swelling, okay?"
"Okay… thank you doctor …"
"Yes, thank you…" Quinn adds.
"You're welcome; I'll let you to the nurse's proceedings now…"
She nods and starts typing a message.
"What you're doing?"
"I'm sending a message to Jenny…"
Rachel huffs irritated.
"What?"
"Nothing, I'm just, what was that early?"
"What you're talking about?"
"You and her, she was all over you…"
"You can't be really jealous of her baby, I mean, she has a boyfriend and she is straight…"
"There is no straight girl around you…" She mumbles.
"That's nonsense, anyway, you can't be upset with me; you and Matt were really enjoying each other…"
"I told you San… That's why she was distracted…" Brittany and Santana walks in the room.
"Yeah, I should've known…"
"What you're talking about B?" Quinn says as she grimaces because of the pain.
"You took your eyes from the ball… you can't do that in a game,"
"We were just talking…" Rachel states annoyed.
"Yeah, you were really enjoying it…"
"So? He wasn't harassing me…"
"Jenny wasn't harassing me…"
"She was kind of harassing you…" Santana states teasingly.
"She is totally hot…"
"Totally…"
Jenny is, as people usually say, a taller, green eyed version of Salma Hayek.
"Can you guys stop?" Rachel pleads annoyed.
"Hi, I'm your nurse… ready?" The nurse walks in the room.
After all the proceedings they leave the hospital.
"Just rest okay?"
"I want a kiss…"
Rachel smiles and gives her girlfriend a chaste kiss.
"What was that?" Quinn frowns.
"A kiss…"
"No," The blonde grabs her arms and pulls her close but her movement is a little too rough and Rachel's jaw hits her nose. She grimaces with the pain.
"See?"
"Rach," She forces her eyes to open. "I want to kiss you…" she whines.
"Don't be a baby, your nose is injured, you can kiss me tomorrow, besides, soon, you will pass out due to the painkillers you took…"
"This sucks, I want to kiss and make love to you…" She crosses her arms.
"MmMm not happening…" She kisses her forehead. "I'm going to make a tea for you…"
Rachel leaves the bedroom.
A few days later, and her nose is better.
Kind of…
"You're killing us here S…"
"Yeah, what is so important?"
"I have to pack…"
"Calm down you two, it's good news I promise… and I can't believe you didn't pack yet; what were you doing?"
Rachel and Quinn look at each other.
"Never mind…" Santana rolls her eyes.
They settle on Rachel's living room couch.
"So?" Rachel urges for her friend announcement.
"I signed the contract…" Santana says nonchalant.
"What?! Oh my God!" Rachel shouts excitedly.
"S!"
"That's amazing, when?"
"Two days ago…" She answers.
"And you kept it from us?" Rachel complains dramatically. "When will you start recording?"
"Take it easy Berry… one thing at a time, the most important is that this time I'm free to be myself and make my music, kind of…"
Rachel giggles.
"I'll still have a producer though, not like your asshole as fuck producer of course."
"He is not an asshole…"
Quinn rolls her eyes.
"Does B Know?" The blonde question her friend.
"Yes, before she left…" Santana smirks because she just remembered how they celebrated.
"She must be radiant…" Rachel smiles her biggest smile.
"She is…" She trails off. "I'm going to propose her…"
Quinn stares at her friend, her mouth wide open.
"Oh my God!" Rachel beams in joy. "Do you have a ring?"
"I bought yesterday…"
"This is so romantic! You'll propose in Paris?" Rachel can't contain her excitement.
"Yes…"
"Of course you will!"
"Which reminds me, I have to pack; baby I'm going home…" Quinn kisses her girlfriend and stands up.
"Already? I'll miss you…"
"Me too…" The blonde kisses her again.
"I'm going to vomit…" Santana grimaces.
"You will propose your girlfriend in Paris…" Quinn states mockingly.
"So what?"
"I want to see the ring…"
"Of course you want Berry… but no; you'll see it on my sexy as fuck girlfriend's finger…"
Rachel pouts childlike.
"See you guys at the airport, don't be late…"
"So, we're going to Paris?" Quinn says playfully.
"Yes!"
They are going to Paris.
"Can you guys hear it?"
Santana and Quinn look at her with curiosity.
"It's Paris calling us!"
The more you see the less you know
The less you find out as you go
I knew much more then than I do now
"Oh no, don't start Berry!" Santana says as she throws her hand in the air.
Rachel smiles widely and Quinn rolls her eyes.
They are in the back sit of the car; the lights of Paris surrounding them.
"No seriously, just stop…"
The singer ignores her.
Neon heart dayglo eyes
A city lit by fireflies
They're advertising in the skies
For people like us
Rachel gets close to her girlfriend and sings on Quinn's ear.
And I miss you when you're not around
I'm getting ready to leave the ground...
The blonde laughs. Santana huffs annoyed.
Ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh
"You guys better don't impersonate Blair and Chuck with me here!"
Oh you look so beautiful tonight
The singer kisses her girlfriend's cheek.
In the city of blinding lights
"This is actually a good idea… less the in front of you part…" Rachel stops singing.
"Oh God…" Quinn nibbles her bottom lip and looks out the car window.
"Just keep it in your pants Q…" Santana teases her. "And Berry enough singing…"
Rachel pouts playfully.
But if Santana was thinking that the singing was over, she was tremendously wrong.
"Do you think it will be too explicit? You know, me, you, Paris, same room…"
Rachel asks Quinn as they are accommodated in their suite.
"Yeah, I'm afraid so… are you okay with this?"
"Yes, don't worry… besides, we're not in honeymoon, we here for Brittany… what?"
"Do you think about it? I mean… we, us?"
"What?" Rachel smiles and tilts her head to the side.
"Getting Married…"
"Well, yeah… but,"
"Oh my God, you don't think about it…"
The blonde walks toward the bed and sits dramatically.
"Quinn… I do think about it, but we just start dating, we should enjoy this moment, no rush, no pressure…"
"You seemed to think otherwise when you were with Finn…"
Rachel gets close to her and cups her girlfriend's face with her hand.
"You should know by now that my relationship with you it's completely different than my relationship with Finn; and in case you haven't noticed, it didn't work, we broke up."
"Yeah, but you always…"
"I love you," She kisses the blonde and when Quinn is about to deepen it, they hear a knock on the door.
As soon as Rachel opens the door Brittany bursts in.
"B!"
"Rach!"
They hug each other excitedly, jumping in each other arms.
"How was last night show?"
Brittany was in Lisbon.
"Amazing, but hey, I'm loving Paris!"
"I told you, and I not even had much free time last time I came here… and uh, I'm very well accompanied this time…" She looks at Quinn.
"I know the feeling…" Brittany looks at her girlfriend. "But is so beautiful here!"
"Of course it is B! It's the city of blinding lights!"
"Oh fuck no!" Santana complains.
Don't look before you laugh
Look ugly in a photograph
Flash bulbs purple irises
The camera can't see
Rachel starts singing again.
Brittany follows her right away.
I've seen you walk unafraid
I've seen you in the clothes you made
Can you see the beauty inside of me?
What happened to the beauty I had inside of me?
They start dancing in the suite, going toward the bedroom. Quinn hides her face in her hands playfully and Santana rolls her eyes trying to hold back her smile.
And I miss you when you're not around
I'm getting ready to leave the ground
Brittany jumps in the bed doing her hairography. Rachel bursts out in laugh but keeps singing.
Ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh
Oh you look so beautiful tonight
In the city of blinding lights
"Can you guys grow up?"
Time... time
Time…
The dancer plays an invisible guitar as she kneels on the bed.
Time…
Won't leave me as I am
But time won't take the boy out of this man
Rachel gets close to Santana to dance around her.
Quinn watches both her friend and girlfriend completely amused.
Oh you look so beautiful tonight
Oh you look so beautiful tonight
Oh you look so beautiful tonight
In the city of blinding lights
Rachel kneels in front of her girlfriend and smiles cynically as Brittany keeps singing.
The more you know the less you feel
Some pray for others steal
Blessings are not just for the ones who kneel... luckily
"I feel like we're eighteen again…" Quinn states as Rachel is hugging her waist.
"Yeah,"
"Oh you love it Satan…" Rachel stands up.
"Uh guys, Riri wants us to dinner with her…"
"Okay…"
They eventually left the room to dinner.
The next day, Santana, Rachel and Quinn went together to watch the show.
"When are you going to propose?" Rachel asks as they are waiting for Rihanna's arrival on the stage.
"Tomorrow, I'm going to take her to dinner…"
"Please, let me see the ring?"
"Not happening…"
"Ugh!"
The concert was perfect. Brittany was amazing, by far the best dancer. One could see that she was comfortable, comfy and doing what she likes most.
At the end of the night and after Rachel went to congratulate Rihanna for the show, they went back to the hotel.
"Guys!"
The next day came and Brittany is eager.
She walks in their friend's suite.
"Wow! B you're beautiful…"
The blue eyed woman is in a silver gray haute couture summer dress and to Rachel she is nothing less than gorgeous, her high heels shoes making her even taller.
"Thanks Rach…"
"Rach, did you saw my…" Quinn walks out of the bedroom. "Wow… hi B… You're beautiful…"
Brittany smiles shyly.
"Do you guys know what San is up to? She told me to wear this dress, I may not be very smart but I know this is expensive… it's a Dior…" She smiles excitedly.
"Uh…" Rachel tries lamely to stay indifferent.
"It's a surprise B…" Quinn rolls her eyes at her girlfriend. "You'll like it, I promise…"
"Okay, I'm going then, she told me to meet her at the hotel lobby..."
"Bye Britt… I can't wait to…"
Quinn nudges Rachel's ribs.
"Bye Britt, have a good night…"
"Thanks, see you guys later…"
When Brittany reaches the hotel lobby, she finds Santana waiting for her.
Sexy as ever, she is wearing a very short blue summer dress and ankle high heels boots.
The blonde woman stops walking and stood still just so she can appreciate her sexy girlfriend.
Santana smirks at her, but then she focuses. She has a goal. She can't let the lust overtake her body; at least not now.
"Ready?"
"Yes…" Brittany nods.
They walk toward the hotel entrance.
"Where are you going to take me?" The blonde asks playfully.
"First, I'll take you to dinner… I hope you like it…"
No one can tell, but Santana do have a romantic side. No one except for Brittany, that is.
The blonde dancer is used to it, once and a while she is presented with this side of her girlfriend.
Le Grand Colbert.
2 rue Vivienne, Paris.
She will die before admitting that she saw the movie and actually loved it, specially the Paris scene.
"Do you like it?"
"San, I'd love anywhere, I'm with you… but yes, I loved it, it's so nice…"
Brittany looks around.
Santana holds her girlfriend's hand above the table the instrumentals of the "Aquarela do Brasil" echoing through the place.
"B,"
"Hm?"
"You know I love you right?"
"Yes, but it's always good when you say it…"
Santana look at their joined hands and she remembers when she used to avoid this kind of contact.
"I'm sorry that I haven't always been the best girlfriend, I… you're still the best thing that's been mine."
"Are you breaking up with me?" Brittany frowns concerned.
"No…" Santana smiles in love.
"Thank God!" she exhales heavily.
"I'm sorry I was insecure, and mean in high school, I'm sorry I gave up on us for a while; I really don't deserve you B… but I'm glad I have you…"
"You do…" the blonde smiles. "But don't say that…"
"It's the truth…" Santana says playfully.
"Why are you saying this?"
"Nothing… let's enjoy our night…"
"Okay, but you have to help me; I get confused with English menus…"
"I'll help you…" the brunette smiles. "Always…"
"Oh my God!" Brittany shouts as she is looking at the menu.
"What?"
"Ratatouille! Can I have it?"
"Of course…"
"Do you think they have a rat in the kitchen? You know, cooking?"
Santana laughs happily.
"I love you…"
Once they've finished dining, Santana takes her to another place.
"What we're doing here?" Brittany says as soon as they get out of the taxi.
"Let's take a walk…" Santana holds her hands. "Come on…"
They walk through the Pont des Arts; on the one side of the Seine is the facade of the Institute of France, on the other side is the Louvre. Just visible upstream is the Cathedral of Notre Dame.
Brittany is enchanted with the view, being her just a small town girl. Well, at least she used to be.
But Santana is eager. She leads Brittany toward the padlocks.
"This is the Pont des arts…"
The dancer nods.
"But is also known as the Paris love lock bridge…"
Santana takes a padlock from her handbag and hands it to her girlfriend.
"You know, Paris is widely known as the "City of Light," but it is also known as the city of love…"
"Totally…"
"So, lovers from all over the world come here to do this corny thing…"
The blonde giggles, Santana will always be Santana.
"You know, to show their undying love…" She rolls her eyes. "They do it by placing a lock with their names written on it on one of the fences and then throw the key into the river…"
"I wanna do that!" She beams and gets close to the fence."You wrote today's date…" She looks at the padlock.
"Today is important…" Santana says fondly.
"I love it…" Brittany places the padlock with their names and locks it. "Well… now… is forever?"
The brunette nods and kisses her girlfriend.
"Wait…" Santana stops the blonde before she could throw the key away. "There's one more thing…"
"What?"
"Just listen okay?"
"Okay…"
She takes a deep breath. She is nervous again.
"It's a little bit funny this feeling inside; I'm not one of those who can easily hide, I actually can, you know, I did it in the past, anyway… I don't have much money… half true… you know, I have a contract now… but boy if I did; I'd buy a big house where we both could live…"
"I like our house…"
"I like it too… but you know now that I have a great contract, maybe we can buy a big house?"
"If you want to…"
"Yes, but… oh B! Don't make me lose focus!"
"Okay…" Brittany kisses her girlfriend cheek. "Go on…"
"If I was a sculptor, but then again, no; or a woman who makes potions in a travelling show, I know it's not much but it's the best I can do…"
"S…"
Santana looks intensely at her eyes. And then…
My gift is my song…
And this one's for you
Brittany smiles widely.
And you can tell everybody this is your song
It may be quite simple but now that it's done
I hope you don't mind
I hope you don't mind that I put down in words
How wonderful life is while you're in the world
She catches the attention of some pedestrians that are walking by the bridge.
I sat on the roof and kicked off the moss
Well a few of the verses well they've got me quite cross
But the sun's been quite kind while I wrote this song
It's for people like you that keep it turned on
The dancer watches in awe. She loves her girlfriend's sexy voice.
So excuse me forgetting but these things I do
You see I've forgotten if they're green or they're blue
Anyway the thing is what I really mean
Yours are the sweetest eyes I've ever seen
Santana gets close and cups her girlfriend's chin.
And you can tell everybody that this is your song
It may be quite simple but now that it's done
The dancer nibbles her lip, Santana's eyes locked on hers. She puts all her soul into those words and with all her voice she sings the last verses.
I hope you don't mind, I hope you don't mind
That I put down in words
How wonderful life is, now you're in the world
She leans forward and kisses her girlfriend; she kisses her with all her heart. At this point Brittany knows that something big is about to happen. She just doesn't know if this will be good or bad.
"I only felt this vulnerable, when I told I love you for the first time, and well, you chose Artie…"
"San, I…"
"Shh, it's okay, it's past now…"
"What is going on baby? Please tell me…"
Santana nibbles her bottom lip eagerly.
"Brittany Susan Pierce…" She takes the ring box from her handbag. "Will you marry me?"
Brittany's eyes go wide, she is nearly close to tears right now; actually she is crying already.
"San… I'm sorry for that time; I just didn't want to make Artie sad…"
"I know baby, but can you answer, I'm dying here…"
"Right, I'm sorry, I'm so stupid… I do, no, I mean, this is in the wedding… I… yes… I"
Before she could say anything else Santana presses their lips together in a passionate kiss.
"I'd never deny you baby…" She leans her head and connects their forehead. "I love you…"
"I love you too…"
"So…" Brittany trails off. "I believe this is the part that you put a ring on it…"
She puts her hand up playfully.
"Of course my lady…" She holds Brittany's hand and they both look down.
Cuz if you liked it then you should have put a ring on it
If you liked it then you should have put a ring on it
Santana burst out in laugh.
Don't be mad once you see that he want it
If you liked it then you should have put a ring on it
"Stop! I'm already nervous…"
Her hands are shaking indeed. She has tears in her eyes.
"Wow! It's big…"
Brittany examines the diamond.
"Anything for my baby…"
"Oh my God! Kurt and Rachel are going to freak out when I tell them all the details…"
"They will…"
"I'll throw the key now, okay?"
"Do it…"
Brittany throws the key in the river and they watch as it disappears in the water.
"Now kiss your future wife…"
"I like the sound of that."
"Really?" Santana smirks.
"Take me to our room and I'll show you how much…"
"You don't have to ask twice…"
At first she thought it was cute, but now Rachel is seriously irritating her.
"Rach… baby…"
"What time is it?"
"This is the hundredth time you ask me this! And please stop pacing in this room."
"Well, I'm sorry, I want to know about them Quinn."
They had a nice dinner in the hotel restaurant and they were having a nice night until Rachel started getting uneasy.
"Enough!"
Quinn leaves the bed and gets close to her eager girlfriend.
"Baby, they are fine, everything will be fine."
"But if B say no?"
The actress stares at her in disbelief.
"Do you really believe in that?"
"No…" Rachel sighs. "If it was the other way around perhaps."
"Honey, even so… they're Brittany and Santana they are."
She trails off and then they smile at each other.
"Made for each other."
They say at the same time.
"But I do want to know how everything."
"Ugh! That's it! Let's drink!"
She orders two bottles of champagne.
Moments later tipsy and sitting in a chair - that they put in the middle of their suite's bedroom - she thinks that the champagne was a perfect idea.
Especially cause now Rachel is about to give her a lap dance.
"Are you ready?"
"Oh yeah Baby, so very ready…"
They laugh loosely. The night was just beginning.
How was it? I'll have to work hard with the faberry proposal. :)
sapphirous It worked, this update was for you ;)
Next: Rachel's lap dance! And more Paris!
The songs:
Get it right ( you know…)
The city of blinding lights. (By U2)
Your song (By Sir Elton John, but you must have noticed that I used the Moulin Rouge version.)
"Aquarela do brasil" is a song composed by Ary barroso and it does play in the movie which was my inspiration to the brittana's scene: "something's gotta give". I love Diane Keaton. :)