Chapter 29:
Warning: Sexual themes.
Two months later;
I was at my old apartment with Anna, Jake, Quinn and Brittany. Maribel was watching Alice at our apartment so we would be able to move the last things from my apartment. We were supposed to do that earlier but I was busy with work and too tired. But when my girlfriend voiced her concerns that I was avoiding to completely move out because I wanted to have the place 'just in case', I immediately agreed to move the last boxes. I had made the mistake to jokingly say that I had my uncle's place 'just in case' too, causing her to not send me a single text message for that whole day that we were both at work. But when I explained that I was joking and that they couldn't move out too, she apologized and made it up to me with the best way possible.
At that moment I was in the kitchen with Quinn while Jake, Anna and Brittany were somewhere else in the apartment, but I didn't know where. My girlfriend was probably playing around, sometimes she was acting like a five year old.
"What are you doing?" Quinn asked. She was talking on the phone with Mike and they were obviously having problems. "Why aren't you answering then?" She asked frowning and I sighed. Mike was in Connecticut for the last week and he would be there for three more months, he went to attend a dance seminar. He had asked Brittany to recommend him and she did. "Well, ok then." She said and hung up the phone. She angrily threw it on the counter and then leaned on it.
"How much do you hate my girlfriend?" I asked her while going to lean on the counter next to her and she rolled her eyes.
"I don't hate her, San. Mike was the one who wanted to go. Brittany was just doing her job." She shrugged and ran a hand through her hair.
"You obviously don't like that." I stated.
"It's not the seminar the problem. We've been on the rocks for a while." She said and bit her bottom lip. I put my arm around her shoulders and pulled so she was leaning on me.
"Only you know if he's worth fighting for." I said quietly.
"I don't know, he's just not who I thought he was. Sometimes he makes me feel like I'm bothering him by talking to him. Maybe it's time to sit and talk." She said and I nodded.
"Yeah, clear things up." I added and she sighed.
"So anyway, I know things with you and Brittany are going great since you moved in and all. But what about the kid?" Quinn asked me then. I took my arm away from her shoulders and crossed my arms in front of my chest.
"What about her? She's great too. She started kindergarten last week and she's like the smartest kid. I'm not just saying that, she actually is! She knows the alphabet and the numbers and she can add and subtract and write her name and mine and Brittany's. I mean she's Brittany's daughter, she's obviously the smartest. And I take her to kindergarten in the mornings because it's near the firm and take her with me in the evenings and she tells me about her day and we're learning Spanish too. I'm in love with her." I ranted enthusiastically. But then I realized that Quinn had been quiet for too long so I turned to see her looking at me with an arched eyebrow. "What?" I frowned.
"Maybe you're too in love with her." She told me.
"What do you mean?" I wondered and she sighed.
"Both you and Brittany are my friends but right now I'm looking out for you. What if something happens between you two and you don't have any rights to even see the kid?" She asked me and I frowned.
"Nothing will happen." I said and she rolled her eyes. "Look, Britt told me herself that even if I did the worst thing that I could do to her, she'd still let me see the kid because this connection isn't one-sided. Ali loves me too." I told my friend.
"So, you're happy with just having Brittany's word for the rest of your life?" She asked.
"No." I immediately said and then sighed. "I don't know, Q. But Ali has a father too, Sam has rights. I don't know but Brittany's word is the best thing that I have right now. I don't trust her just with the kid, I trust her with everything." I said and Quinn nodded slowly.
"Well, she loves you, that's for sure." She told me, effectively making me smile. She pushed herself off the counter and turned to face me. "I think I should go home now. We're done here anyway." She said then and gestured to the boxes that were on the floor.
"Ok." I whispered. We made our way out of the kitchen and in the living room to find Anna and Jake standing opposite Brittany.
"I don't think San would buy that." Brittany said.
"Just go with it." Jake answered. I arched an eyebrow at Quinn but she shrugged like she didn't know what was going on.
"Buy what?" I asked, making my girlfriend quickly turned to me with wide eyes.
"Nothing." She said in a high-pitched tone and I rolled my eyes. Quinn cleared her throat and I turned to see her looking at my girlfriend pointedly, making me frown in confusion.
"What's going on?" I asked and they both turned to me.
"What?" Quinn asked, looking at me expectantly and I frowned at her. "Well, I'm leaving now." She said before I could say anything. She exchanged 'goodbyes' with the others before leaving. When Quinn closed the door I turned to my girlfriend with an arched eyebrow.
"What? We were talking about other things." She told me.
"Other than what?" I wondered, clearly having no idea. You would think my girlfriend would be able to hide things from me easier, considering that she pretty much hid her whole life from me for months. I figured that once she let her walls down, she couldn't build them back up again and lie to me.
"I don't know." She whined and came to me to put her arms around my waist.
"You know that I don't believe you, right?" I asked and she pouted at me. I rolled my eyes again because Brittany started doing that lately and it was always effective. Just like little Alice's, but I had learnt to not give in that easily. "Britt." I whined and she hid her face to the crook of my neck, guiding my arms around her too.
"San." She whined back and I clicked my tongue. She was seriously acting like a five year old and I just couldn't not melt in her embrace.
"Well, we have an announcement to make." Jake said then and took Anna's hand in his. Both Brittany and I turned to them, with my girlfriend still having an arm around my waist.
"We're getting married!" Anna exclaimed and held up her hand to show us her ring but I stayed still staring at it with wide eyes.
"Really?" I finally asked, not believing it. I took her hand in mine so I could better look at the ring.
"Well, it's not an engagement ring but a promise for engagement ring. As soon as we get our degrees." She said, smiling at Jake and he smiled back.
"I'm so happy for you guys." I said excitedly while letting Anna's hand go.
"Thank you." Anna said, smiling brightly at me. "And you don't have to be so excited about it." She said then to her sister and Brittany rolled her eyes.
"I am." She said, but nobody actually believed her. I wondered why she wasn't happy about her sister. Was it because she didn't like Jake or was it because she didn't like the idea of marriage? I was pretty sure it was the second because she started doing better with her sister's boyfriend. They were even teasing each other, which meant that you were on Brittany's good side.
"Well, you'll get used to it." Jake said but before my girlfriend could response he spoke up again. "We should go now." He told his girlfriend.
"Yeah, we should. We'll go by your apartment to leave those." She said and gestured towards some boxes that were on the floor.
When Anna and Jake left too, I turned to see that my girlfriend wasn't looking at me. She probably knew what I wanted to ask her.
"So, what's left?" She asked me, looking around.
"I have to do those books and stuff from college and we'll take those at my uncle's and that's it." I answered and she nodded. "Why aren't you happy about your sister?" I asked then and she sighed, obviously expecting the question. She rubbed the back of her neck nervously and shrugged.
"I am, if that's how she wants to destroy her relationship." She said and I frowned.
"You think that a marriage will destroy a relationship?" I asked and she nodded. I didn't say anything else, it saddened me but I didn't want to think too much about it. It was early to talk about marriage and I hoped that she would change her mind soon, because all I wanted was to spend my life with Brittany and Alice.
My girlfriend obviously noticed my change of mood because her face fell as well but she didn't say anything either. So I went to the shelf and started going through my things. I could hear her wandering around but didn't turn to see her. I felt uncomfortable so I decided to ask what had been on my mind from earlier.
"What lie do I believe?" I asked, wanting to know what they had been talking about before I came in the living room.
"What?" She asked and I turned to see her frowning confused.
"What am I buying? What's going on with Quinn and Jake?" I explained.
"Nothing."
"Britt, I feel like I'm being left out." I whined. She let out a long breath and came to me. She put her arms around my waist and pulled me so our bodies were flushed against each other's.
"Baby, it's nothing. Please, just let it go. I love you." She whispered before connecting our lips. I figured that she wasn't talking just about what I heard coming in the living room but also about the marriage thing. I sighed in her kiss and relaxed in her arms and decided to let it go. It didn't seem to be anything serious anyway and I didn't want to ruin what we had for an opinion that could change. Brittany changed a lot since I met her and I was positive that this would change too as the time would go by. And even if it didn't, I was sad to realize that I would live for what she would give me. After a few seconds I pulled back from the kiss and from my girlfriend's embrace, causing her to pout.
"I'm really tired and I want to go home so let's finish here." I said and she nodded. I turned to the shelf again while Brittany started moving boxes. We were silent for a few minutes and I really wanted my girlfriend to go back at being playful, because only then it meant that we were fine.
"I'm thinking about getting another piercing." She told me after a while and I hummed, not paying much attention. She already had seven piercings, so I didn't think another one would make any difference. "On my nipple." She added, causing me to quickly turn to find her on her hands, instead of her feet. I stared at her upside down for a few seconds, feeling relieved that she wasn't closed off but also worried about the piercing.
"Are you serious?" I asked and she smirked at me, while walking around the living room on her hands.
"Yes, I think it's a great idea." She said. I could see her face getting red because all the blood was going on her head.
"Can you please…?" I trailed off, wanting her to stand straight and talk to me seriously. I thought that she was going through her teenage phase since she couldn't when she was actually a teenager. And I didn't have a problem with that as long as she got serious whenever I needed her to. And thankfully she slowly let herself down on the floor.
"I'm listening." She told me while crossing her legs. I narrowed my eyes at her because she still wasn't really serious.
"You're getting a piercing on your nipple?" I asked and she shrugged.
"It looks pleasurable." She told me and I looked at her incredulously.
"No, it looks fucking painful." I said back and she rolled her eyes.
"Well, it's my nipple so…" She shrugged and I shrugged too.
"Alright then." I said and turned to grab another book from the shelf. "My lips aren't going near your nipple again, that's for sure." I said and opened the book, making some post-it notes fall out.
"You know, you shouldn't ban sex as a punishment. It's wrong." She said while she crawled to me to get the notes. I tried to catch them before she could because she was definitely not going to like whatever was on them. But she was faster than me. "What's your secret?" She asked me, noticing that I didn't want her to see them, and I rolled my eyes.
"You really don't want to read those." I warned her and she shrugged while she sat on the floor again.
"Just so you know, I wasn't thinking about another piercing. I just wanted you to look at me." She told me and I sighed relieved. My heart melted whenever she was doing something like that.
"You could just call my name." I said and she shrugged.
"This was more fun." She said and I rolled my eyes again.
"Ok, now give me those." I said and tried to get the notes back but she didn't let me.
"Let me see." She said and I sighed. I sat on the floor opposite her and decided that if she wanted to read them so much, then I would let her. I didn't have any choice anyway.
When she started reading I watched her eyes narrowing and her eyebrows furrowing angrily and disapprovingly. I sucked my lips inside my mouth so I wouldn't laugh.
"Who is this Teresa?" She asked me.
"She was my college roommate." I answered.
"How long were you together?"
"We weren't. We were just having fun, she's straight." I said and she looked up at me with an arched eyebrow.
"Straight girls aren't supposed to love other girls' nipples." She said pointedly, obviously reading a line my college roommate had written on one of the notes.
"That's what she told me." I said.
"She was obviously in love with you." She told me while kept going through the post-it notes. "I don't like her." She added and I chuckled.
"Well, it doesn't matter because I'm in love with you." I said and but she ignored me while reading another note.
"I'll fuck you write in the pussy, love Teresa and kisses?" She asked incredulously then and I rolled my eyes. "How is that a turn on?" She wondered.
"It's not supposed to be a turn on. It's just a joke." I said defensively and blushed, remembering why she was teasing me about it.
"Oh, that's why I suddenly feel like laughing." She said sarcastically and lifted her gaze from the notes to look at me. "Why are you blushing?" She asked frowning.
"I am not." I immediately said.
"Are you still in love with this Teresa or something?" She asked me and my eyes widened.
"No!" I exclaimed, making her arch her eyebrows at me expectantly. "It's just embarrassing." I shrugged.
"What?" She asked me.
"We're not supposed to talk about sex with other people." I said and she huffed. She pushed the notes back in my hands and crossed her arms in front of her chest angrily.
"I don't really like you right now." She told me and I chuckled. I placed the post-it notes on the floor and then pushed Brittany's shoulders so she would fall on her back and I settled on top of her and between her legs.
"That's ok." I breathed against her lips, causing her to sigh and uncross her arms from between us and hug me against her.
"Just tell me." She whispered and I sighed. I hid my face to the crook of neck and thought if it would be a good idea to tell her or not.
"Nope." I finally decided and kissed my girlfriend's pulse point. She huffed but before she could say anything there was a knock on the door. I frowned, not knowing who it could be and got up from Brittany. I waited until she stood up too before going to open the door.
"Puck?" I wondered when I saw my friend at my door, but he ignored me and got in the apartment. He was obviously angry but I didn't know why. He nodded at my girlfriend as a greeting and she nodded back. They had met a few times more and Brittany was having a problem being comfortable around Puck but that was slowly changing because my friend stopped being rude around her and actually talked to her seriously. Puck turned to me frowning and I frowned confused too.
"Quinn's in a relationship." He told me and I sighed. It was like a law to me to never talk to Puck about Quinn and never talk to Quinn about Puck. I couldn't be friends with both of them otherwise. They had so much history together and a child that either of them had anymore.
"Yes, with Mike." I said.
"So, you knew it!" He snapped and I frowned.
"Of course I did." I said back.
"Why didn't you tell me?" He demanded.
"I haven't talk to you about Quinn in eight years Puck, why would I tell you now?" I asked pointedly.
"Now it's different. It's a serious relationship." He reasoned.
"Exactly, she's moved on and you should too." I said more calmly. I didn't tell him that Mike and Quinn had problems, it would only give him hope.
"It's easy for you to say! You got your girl just fine!" He said angrily and pointed at me.
"You have no idea what you're talking about." I said back. It certainly wasn't easy to get Brittany to open up to me and let me love her and for her to love me back. I grabbed his hand to get it away from my face and sighed. He was obviously in pain, I couldn't imagine what it would feel like to see the one you love with someone else. "Puck." I said softly. He flared his nostrils at me and shrugged his hand out of my hold.
"How could she do that to me?" He wondered and went to sit on the couch, next to where Brittany sat a few seconds ago.
"You left her Puck." I said pointedly and he frowned.
"I didn't take my heart with me when I left and you know it." He said back. When Quinn had given birth to Beth she decided to give her away for adoption without asking Puck about it, and that was why Puck left her. I knew he would be there for her and Quinn knew it too, but she just couldn't take care of a child. Puck couldn't understand that though. I sighed and went to sit on the other side of him.
"It's been so many years." I said and he shrugged.
"I need at least one of them in my life, San. I can't keep living like this anymore." He told me and I frowned.
"What do you mean?" I asked. He turned to study my face for a few seconds, like he was thinking if he wanted to tell me or not.
"Promise that you won't get mad." He said and I narrowed my eyes.
"What did you do?" I asked and he sighed. He grabbed his backpack from behind him and shuffled in it for a few seconds before giving me a photo of a little girl.
"This is Beth. She's ten now." He told me and my eyes widened. I took the photo and stared at it. Beth had Puck's brown hair, only Beth's were long, and Quinn's pale skin. She also had her mother's beautiful hazel eyes, but she had a big bruise on her cheek.
"Puck." I said slowly and turned to see him biting his bottom lip.
"I want her back." He told me and I arched my eyebrows.
"That can't happen." I said and he frowned.
"Yes, it can! Do you see that? Her 'father' hit her! He's abusing her! It's a destroyed family, the wife is cheating on the husband and that asshole is hitting my daughter!" He snapped and took the photo from my hands. I had so many questions in my mind at that moment, I didn't know where to start from. I took the photo back in my hands and looked at the bruise.
"Where did you find this?" I asked him and he immediately went quiet. "Puck." I said warningly and he rubbed the back of his neck nervously. He looked at Brittany like he was unsure if he should tell me in front of her. "She won't say anything. Look at me." I said reassuringly and Puck turned to me again.
"I've been watching her." He said quietly and I arched my eyebrows in surprise.
"For how long?" I asked. It should be a long time because he knew too much about this family.
"Three years. Since they moved in New York from Columbus." He answered.
"You've been stalking an underage for three years?" I asked incredulously and he frowned.
"I haven't been stalking her and she's my daughter!" He said defensively.
"This sounds so bad." I said and shook my head. "Why didn't you tell me?" I asked then and he looked at me pointedly.
"Because you wouldn't approve." He said.
"Of course I wouldn't! What you're doing is illegal." I said back and he rolled his eyes.
"I don't give a fuck. I want my daughter back and you have to help me."
"It's not so simple! Beth has a life-" I started but he interrupted me.
"She lives in a family that no one cares about her. It would be best for both of us." He told me and I sighed.
"Puck, it's not just you and the kid. What about Quinn? You can't do that without her."
"Why not?" He asked me frowning.
"How are you gonna raise the kid? You don't even have a steady job. You drink yourself to sleep every night and you wake up with a different woman in your bed every morning." I told him and watched as his face fell. I knew I was harsh, but I was only saying the truth.
"I'll change. I swear to god or whoever created me. I'd change in a heartbeat for them, San." He told me seriously, making me actually believe him. I sighed and ran a hand through my hair.
"You have to tell Quinn, I won't go behind her back and you can't do that without her. I'm sorry." I told him and he frowned.
"Ok, then. I'll tell her now and tomorrow you'll get me my daughter." He said and took the photo of Beth from my hand. I frowned when he went to stand up and grabbed his arm so he would sit back down.
"Puck, I don't know about this. Our chances are very few of winning this. Besides, you can't tell Quinn right now. She has other things on her head, don't throw this on her too." I told him and he narrowed his eyes angrily.
"I'll cut his throat." He said, his protectiveness getting the best of him. He obviously understood that Quinn had problems with Mike, and if Brittany wasn't stopping him at that moment he definitely would cut Mike's throat.
"I don't think she'd like it if you got in the middle of her relationship." Brittany finally spoke up and Puck turned to see her. He was staring at her, looking like he was deciding whether to listen to Brittany or ignore her. But he did listen and sighed.
"I'll just talk to her." He said and Brittany shrugged. Puck turned to me and I shrugged at him too. He was a big man, he knew what he was doing. "Does it help if at least the 'father' agrees on giving her custody to me?" He asked and I nodded but then thought about it.
"How are you gonna managed to do that?" I wondered.
"What you don't know, won't hurt you." He replied and went to stand up again.
"Wait a second." I said then and he frowned. "Do you expect me to believe that you watched someone hitting your daughter and you did nothing about it?" I wondered, already knowing the answer.
"What you don't know, won't hurt you." He told me again and I arched an eyebrow.
"If you want me to help you then you're gonna have to tell me everything." I warned him. Brittany leaned in and whispered something in his ear, making him chuckle. Puck patted my knee and grabbed his backpack before standing up.
"Thanks." He told me and I sighed. I was sure that he 'took care' of Beth's adoptive father just fine but I decided to not push him to tell me at that moment.
But if Quinn agreed I was definitely willing to give this big fight that was ahead of my friends. Puck turned to leave but when he reached the door he turned to look at us again. He searched in his backpack for something and he pulled out a black plastic bag. I didn't even bother to wonder where he found that, he was doing lots of jobs to get by.
"Yo, algebro." He called and I rolled my eyes at the nickname that he came up with for my girlfriend. He certainly never acknowledged math classes when we were at high school. "I think this was made for you." He said, throwing the bag at my girlfriend. I could see the tease in his eyes and I was glad that they weren't stormy anymore. At least now he had something to fight for. He winked at me and left.
I turned to my girlfriend again and shuffled closer to her on the couch. She opened the bag and pulled out a white t-shirt. She unfolded it so we could see what had on it.
"I don't need Google, my girlfriend knows everything." Brittany read and then started laughing uncontrollably. I rolled my eyes but couldn't help but chuckled too. "Oh my god, this is so accurate!" She said between her laughs and I clicked my tongue.
"Alright, that's enough." I said and stood up to go finish with my stuff. Brittany kept laughing every now and then but I ignored it and picked up my pace so we would go back home.
…
Later that night Brittany was in the shower while Alice and I were in the living room. The kid was sitting on the floor and drawing on the coffee table and I was on the couch, working on a case.
"Tana?" Alice called and I looked up to find her looking at me with half-closed eyes.
"Yes, baby?"
"Tell me a story." Alice told me and I sighed. I looked between my files and the kid and decided that little Alice was way more important than any case.
"Come here." I said softly and she stood up to come to me. I closed my files and placed them on the coffee table before shifting on the couch so I could pick up Alice and sat her on me, so she was straddling my stomach.
"You're comfy." She mumbled, making me smile, while hiding her face to the crook of my neck. It was late and she was sleepy. I kissed the top of her head and hugged her against me. I took a deep breath and started to tell a story.
"Once upon a time there was a very very very poor family. They had thirteen children but they were so poor that they didn't have anything to eat. So, one day the youngest child decided to help his family." I started the story but little Alice interrupted me.
"What's his name?" She asked me and I thought about it for a second.
"Mickey." I finally said, making her giggle at the name. "So, one day Mickey decided to help his family. And he went to this big dragon outside the village that was the guard of a bag with fifty golden coins. He thought about how he could trick him and get the bag and then he went and picked up thousands of fleas and put them in a small jar." I hoped that she would fall asleep before the story would end because I was making the story up and I couldn't think of an interesting ending.
"What's fleas?" She asked me.
"Fleas are those small insects that bite animals." I answered and she hummed so I would continue. "And so Mickey went to the dragon and threw the fleas on him. And then the dragon started scratching himself everywhere like this." I said and started tickling her sides. She started giggling and squirming against me and I tickled her for a few more seconds before stopping. Little Alice giggled again and shifted so she was leaning more comfortably against me and then hid her face to the crook of my neck again.
"And then?" She asked and I sighed. My hands went on her back and started rubbing gently, coaxing her to sleep.
"And then Mickey took the bag with the fifty golden coins because the dragon was too busy scratching himself to notice. And so Mickey went to buy food for his family. He bought milk and bread and vegetables-"
"Did he buy candy too?" Little Alice asked me in her sleep and I chuckled.
"Yes, lots of candies because he had lots of money." I answered and she giggled again. Then she sighed and relaxed completely against me while I kept rubbing her back, completely falling asleep. "So he had money to buy food for his family for many many years after that. And so Mickey and his family lived happily ever after." I whispered and sighed relieved because she was finally asleep. I kissed the top of her head and stayed there, enjoying the feeling of having this little human in my arms.
After a while I sighed and stood up, holding little Alice in my arms. I went to Alice's bedroom and put her in bed. I kissed her forehead before leaving and closing the door behind me. I went in our bedroom and sat on the bed, leaning my back on the headboard and waited for my girlfriend. I tried not to fall asleep and thankfully after a few minutes she came in the bedroom. She smiled softly at me as she closed the door behind her, making my heart melt.
"Hey, baby." She said quietly, coming to me, her sweet voice always had me looking at her lovingly. "Is Ali sleeping?" She asked me, while crawling on the bed to reach me, and I nodded at her.
I opened my legs so she would fall between them, leaning her back on my chest. I hugged her waist tightly as her hands rested on top of my own that were on her stomach. I hid my face to the crook of her neck, smelling her distinctive shampoo of coconut and vanilla on her still damp hair. We sat in silence for a while, my girlfriend's fingers tickling my skin softly, relaxing me.
"I know what you're thinking about." Brittany whispered after a while and I hummed questioningly. "About marriage and stuff."
"I wasn't actually." I said calmly, not wanting to ruin this serene atmosphere by talking about something that I didn't understand. "It confuses me so I decided to not think about it." I added.
"What confuses you?" She asked me and I shrugged.
"You, the fact that we're living together but you're afraid of commitment-"
"This isn't about commitment." Brittany interrupted me and I sighed while leaning my head back on the headboard.
"Then what is it about?" I asked as I closed my eyes, like that would prevent me from hearing what I didn't want to hear.
"I don't know. I'm just not…" She trailed off, probably regretting what she was going to say. Not a fan of marriage, I thought.
"Well, ok." I said, trying my hardest not to put myself into thinking too hard about it.
"Santana, I love you, you have to know that." She whispered, squeezing my arm.
"I know that and I love you too." I answered.
Maybe she wasn't there just yet, or at least that was what I was telling myself. I felt my girlfriend shifting and then her hand cupping my jaw and I opened my eyes to see that she was looking in my eyes, trying to understand how I was feeling. She was looking at me like she was trying to tell me something but I couldn't understand what. Maybe it was regret or sadness or concern that I saw in her eyes. I smiled reassuringly though, because I couldn't not be fine when I had her in my arms, and so she leaned in and connected our lips for a soft kiss. And the love I felt in her kiss calmed me down and soothed my worries away for the moment.
Brittany pulled back from the kiss and leaned her back against me again. I straightened my legs to release some tension from that day as my hands disappeared under Brittany's tank top. I bit my bottom lip when I felt the muscles tensing and relaxing because of my touch. My hands went higher, tugging the cloth with me, glad that she wasn't wearing a bra, to reveal a black tattoo. My fingers softly traced the majestic dragon as Brittany's breath became uneven.
As the palm of one hand laid against a flat stomach, the other made its way down towards a pale strong thigh. I felt goosebumps rising as long legs spread wider, Brittany's eyes closing and her head leaning back against my shoulder. I kissed her neck softly, feeling my girlfriend's pulse point jumping as my finger started drawing patterns on her inner thigh.
"Is it easy? Being exposed like this in front of me?" I asked against Brittany's ear.
"It's not the first time." She answered, her breath hitched as my hand traced the underside of her breast.
"Yeah, I know. I was just wondering because you never said anything. I know you had some bad experiences when it comes to sex and I wanted to know how you feel." My finger went higher on her thigh, tugging with it her shorts, until I reached the hem of her underwear. I slipped my finger under it, softly rubbing the outer lip as my girlfriend's legs spread wider, causing my legs to widen as well. The only thing you could hear in the otherwise silent room was Brittany's labored breathing. Until she spoke up again.
"It feels right and it feels good." She breathed. Her hands balled up into fists by the outside of my thighs as my finger started circling her nipple.
"You always let me do whatever I want with your body." I bit her earlobe as my finger flicked a pink nipple, causing Brittany to suck her pierced bottom lip inside her mouth in her effort to not let out a moan.
"That's because I love you. And you always let me do whatever I want with your body." She said shakily as I rolled her nipple between my forefinger and thumb.
"That's because I love you too." I whispered, letting my finger slide through her warm and soft folds, noticing how ready she was for me. "You're so wet already." I commented as my finger explored her heat, causing her to moan softly as one of her hands came up to her breast to grab mine.
"Can we try…?" She trailed off as she entwined our fingers over her small perky breast.
"If you want to." I answered, immediately understanding what she was asking from me. She nodded while she turned her head to the side to connect our lips and I hummed in the kiss, already excited about experiencing this with Brittany.
I pulled back from the kiss as my finger left her center too, causing her to whimper. I kissed her neck apologetically before reluctantly getting up from the bed and going to the dresser to find the sex toy that we had discovered at my apartment.
I had three different strap-ons but only one wasn't used. My girlfriend had asked me if I wanted to have sex with Teresa and when I answered 'no', she had threw the two away, keeping the one that wasn't used. Brittany didn't want to rush into using the sex toy but she didn't say no either. So I waited for her to decide when she wanted to. And I was glad that she wanted to do this on a Friday night, so we could have all the time in the world to do this.
I took the black harness with the blue dildo in my hands before turning to go back to the bed. My girlfriend kneeled on it and came to meet me at the end where I stood. I threw the harness and the dildo on the bed as my girlfriend's hands went on my waist. I let my hands run through her soft blonde and now dried hair as she smiled up at me. I smiled back and leaned down to kiss her as one hand cupped the back of her neck.
Brittany's hands disappeared under my t-shirt as the kiss intensified. She slowly traced my spine, her touch causing goosebumps to rise on the same path her fingers were following.
"Take off your clothes." She more asked than said, pulling back from the kiss and I left one last soft peck against my girlfriend's addictive lips before obeying.
I took off my t-shirt and shorts and underwear and turned to see that Brittany was staring at me. I cupped her cheeks to get her attention and her blue eyes made contact with mine again.
"You're so beautiful, Santana." She whispered as her hands went on my bare waist again, her fingers slowly tracing my ribcage. "And you don't even work out." She added, making me roll my eyes.
"I'm busy and you know it." I said and she rolled her eyes too. That was a topic that we were discussing about often. Brittany wanted me to start working out because she wanted me to be healthy but I was just tired when I wasn't working and all I wanted to do was to spend my time with my two favorite blondes. But right at that moment, workout was the last thing on my mind.
"Yeah, right." She mumbled as she took her hands away from me and turned to grab the harness with the dildo. She held it up for me and I stepped in it before she tied it against me. She bit her lip, looking at the new addition as her hands fell by her sides again. But I didn't let her stare for long, I grabbed the hem of her tank top and tugged until she lifted her arms and I took it off of her and threw it on the floor.
She shuffled even closer to me and put her arms around me as my arms went around her too. She connected our lips as my hands went on her shoulder blades, her tongue brushing mine making me moan softly in our kiss. I could feel the dildo between our stomachs and all I could think about was what it would feel like being inside of Brittany. Moving in and out, making love to her and watching her as she would lose herself.
She pulled back from the kiss and slowly made her way down my neck, leaving heated, open-mouthed and dazzling kisses on my skin. She sucked at my pulse point, probably leaving a hickey, but it didn't bother me. Because that night I want to be hers and I wanted her to be mine. And I would make her mine, I wanted to make her feel good and wanted and needed and I wanted to pleasure her and give her everything that I could.
She reached lower and enclosed my dark nipple between her pierced lips, sucking gently at first, but then hardening her licking and biting. Her fingers were tracing my ribcage and spine as her mouth kept working wonders on me. My hands went in her hair and I bit my bottom lip in my effort to stifle a moan. She went to repeat her actions on my other nipple too and I let her for a while, taking pleasure from her mouth on me.
She left my other nipple too and started leaving open-mouthed kisses on my stomach as my hands stayed in her hair. She kissed my hipbone and the hemline of the hardness, making her way to leave another kiss on my other hipbone too. Her hands followed her going down, reaching the back of my thigh, with one hand and grabbing the muscle there, as the other hand grabbed the dildo in a fist between us.
"I can't wait to have you inside of me." She whispered and I watched mesmerized as she wrapped her pink lips around the tip of the toy, making me moan at the thought of actually being inside of her. Feeling her tight walls clenching around me and her softness and warmth making me dizzy.
"Britt." I let out breathless. I could see the muscles on her back straining while she took more of the dildo inside her mouth.
"Is it touching you?" She asked me, pulling back and looking up at me. I covered her hand that was on the dildo with one of my own and adjusted the harness so the back of the toy would hit my clit. My girlfriend's saliva was enough lubrication to help me move Brittany's hand up and down the toy. I moaned when the back of the dildo made contact with my clit and my hand went back in her hair, tucking blonde locks behind her ears and letting the back of my hand softly slide down a flashed cheek.
She stroked the length for a few seconds, still looking in my eyes. One of Brittany's hands was still on my thigh while the other fell on the bed to support her weight as her tongue licked the underside and then circled the tip. She kept looking in my eyes as she sucked me off, making me bite my bottom lip to stifle another moan at the image. I thought I would bleed but I couldn't care less at that moment.
The sight of Brittany on her hands and knees in front of me, bobbing her head up and down, sucking my fake penis and making my clit throb, was too much. I was sure I wouldn't be able to handle it anymore and not buck my hips, pushing the toy in her mouth and hurting her.
"I need to be inside of you." I said and grabbed her upper arms. I pulled her up and then pushed her so she would fall on her back on the bed. I kneeled on it and grabbed the hem on her shorts and underwear and when she lifted her hips from the bed, I tugged them down her long legs and threw them on the floor.
Brittany parted her legs, revealing how wet she was and I felt myself getting wetter as well when I smelled her distinctive aroma. I could actually feel my wetness running down my thighs and I couldn't help but lean forward and lick my girlfriend's center, moaning against her when I tasted her and sending vibrations all over her body.
I sat on my haunches between my girlfriend's bent legs and run my hands down her inner thighs, feeling them tensing and trembling.
"Santana." Brittany breathed and I looked up to see the want in her beautiful expressive eyes as she bit her bottom lip. I leaned down and kissed her stomach and then her flower tattoo before straightening up again.
I shuffled closer to Brittany on the mattress as I took the dildo in my hand. I brought it to her center and explored her wet folds with the toy, causing her to moan and spread her legs wider. Brittany's hands were holding the sheet into fists, her knuckles going white because of the pressure she was putting. I figured that she wouldn't be able to handle my teasing anymore. My free hand went on her stomach to keep her still while my other hand guided the tip of the dildo to her clit and circled it. She moaned again and then groaned as I kept teasing her and I looked up to see her frowning at me.
And so I decided to not tease her anymore, and therefore to not tease myself, because just by watching Brittany being so open and exposed and in pleasure, it could make me come without even one touch. I placed the dildo by her entrance and slowly pushed in just the tip, causing Brittany to arch her back and her thighs to tremble. Both of my hands went on her thighs and held her legs open as I looked up to see my girlfriend.
"Just put it in, it's ok." She told me and I frowned. I pushed the dildo a few inches more inside of her and watched as her eyes filled with unshed tears.
"Am I hurting you?" I asked in concern and she shook her head 'no' as one hand went to her face and rubbed her eyes. "Why are you crying?" I asked then and she shrugged.
"You're just too careful." She told me and I sighed. I leaned forward to kiss her because she didn't need to say anything else. I understood that not a lot of people cared about her like that, or no one, and it made me angry, because she was like an angel to me. My angel.
"I love you." I said against her lips as I supported my weight on my hands by the side of her head. I gently pushed my hips forward, slowly burying the toy completely inside of my girlfriend. She curled in on herself as I pushed my knees in the mattress to brace myself. I pecked my girlfriend's lips one last time before straightening up again, my hands grabbing her slim waist.
I slowly started going in and out of Brittany, my eyes glued on the way the dildo, that was coated with my girlfriend's wetness, appeared and disappeared at her entrance. My hands were going up and down her sides as I slightly picked up the pace of my stroking. Brittany was rolling her hips, meeting my thrusts as the wet slapping of our hips sounded in the room, combined with our ragged breathing and Brittany's soft, sexy moans.
I could feel Brittany's walls sucking me in as she planted her feet on the mattress, helping herself arch off the bed and meet my thrusts.
"You're so tight." I grunted and she moaned in response. She grabbed my hands and tugged me so I would fall on top of her and I obeyed. We both moaned when our torsos touched and our breasts made contact. "I thought you're always on top." I teased her anyway as I leaned my weight on my elbows, my thrusts never slowing down, just changing the angle.
"I am. But this feels too good right now." She breathed against my lips, her hands going on my back, and I smiled.
"You feel so good, baby." I said as I kept thrusting into my girlfriend. Our mixed breaths and the way our breasts slid against each other's, had me in a daze. I was surrounded by Brittany and I wondered how I managed to live a life without her before I met her. Brittany's strong thighs bracketed my hips as I hid my face to the crook of her neck and started kissing and sucking at her pulse point.
"Can you come with me?" She asked me but I shushed her.
"We have all night to do that." I mumbled against her neck and felt her nails as they slightly scratched my back.
I completely fell on top of her and picked up my pace as my hands disappeared between Brittany's toned body and the mattress. One hand went on her lower back to aid her movements while the other was wrapped around her waist.
"Go faster." Brittany breathed against my ear and I did. I picked up my pace as I pulled back from her neck to connect my gaze with those blue orbs that I was in love with. Brittany's cheeks were flashed as her blonde hair was sprawled around her head on the pillow. I leaned down and connected our lips, immediately inserting my tongue in her warm, waiting mouth, to massage her tongue with mine. Brittany's hands came up to my hair and gathered it back from my face and held it there as her one hand found its place again on my lower back, pushing my hips against her harder.
I could feel her getting tighter and I knew that she was close. My hand left her lower back and shuffled between our sweaty bodies to find Brittany's clit. I drew small quick circles on it, matching the rhythm of my stroking and causing her movements to get sloppy. She started moaning louder and mumbling incoherently what was probably my name. I felt her thighs trembling by my hips and picked up my pace even more, trying to coax out of her what seemed to be a powerful orgasm.
After a while Brittany stilled frozen, with wide eyes and mouth, and then shook in pleasure as I felt a rush of liquid between us. I hugged her tightly against me and didn't stop my movements, prolonging her orgasm and rendering her a shaking and moaning mess. When she finally came down from her high, her arms and legs loosened the death grip they had around my body and I slowly pulled back but she immediately hugged me again so I wouldn't leave.
"Britt?" I called because she was hiding her face in my neck but she just whined, making me chuckle. "Baby, why are you hiding?" I asked as I leaned my way on one elbow and the other hand ran through blonde hair.
"That never happened before. I think I…" She trailed off and I pulled back so I could see her face and enjoy the blush that I saw on her cheeks. Brittany wasn't blushing often, so whenever I was managing to do that, I wanted to feel every last second of it to the fullest.
"You squirted." I offered and smirked at the fact that she wasn't even looking at me. "You're fucking cute when you're blushing." I chuckled and she frowned at me as she finally looked into my eyes.
"'Cute' is not a word anyone would use to describe me." She said bitterly and I hummed sarcastically.
"Lots of things didn't happen to you before me. Like squirting." I said and she rolled her eyes but her blush was still on her face.
"Did it happen to you?" She asked me, most probably to get the attention away from her, and it caused me to blush as well as I remembered that one time.
"Yeah, just once." I mumbled and it was my turn to hide my face in her neck. She grabbed the sides of my face and pulled so she could look into my eyes again.
"It was with Teresa, wasn't it?" She asked me knowingly and I nodded. She frowned disapprovingly and huffed. "That was what you weren't telling me? You were embarrassed too!" She exclaimed and I rolled my eyes, although they were closed. But I pulled back to look at her.
"I really don't wanna talk about her while I'm still inside of you." I said and pulled my hips back before pushing in again to make my point, making Brittany moan in surprise. "I love you." I said and leaned down to connect our lips.
We spent that night playing with our new sex toy, taking turns to use it on each other, until we were too tired and fell asleep in each other's arms.
A.N.: So, I'm sorry about the long wait. Maybe there are still 2 or 3 more chapters left until the end. Tell me what you think about this chapter.