Warning! NSFW ;)

"I'm sorry. I'm here now." Brittany muses as she gets closer to Santana, who is still halfway in the jacuzzi.

Once she is close enough, Brittany grabs Santana's face between her hands and kisses her lips softly. She doesn't want to forget that feeling. She doesn't want to forget the taste of her lips, or the feeling of her shallow breath against her skin, or her smell, or how her eyes light up when she praises her, or how she smirks mischievously when she's up to something. It pains her that in a bunch of days she has to say goodbye to Santana, but she made a decision. She will honour the promise Santana made her, she will be here in a year time and hopefully things will be easier then. And meanwhile, she is going to enjoy every damn second she has next to the brunette, because if she doesn't she might go insane.

Santana sighs into the kiss as she deepens it softly. There is so much emotion on Brittany's lips that she almost can't stand it. Her heart is fluttering as if she was a teenager and this was her first rodeo, and her stomach is doing all kinds of somersaults as she takes in everything that is Brittany. This might be their most intimate kiss yet, the most powerful. The most meaningful.

It is a kiss full of promises. A kiss that speaks volumes about things that neither woman is willing to admit out loud yet, but that even a blind person could be able to see if they looked at them long enough. Neither of them thought they could fall in love so quickly, so easily, or...in Santana's case, ever again, yet here they are. It's obvious that the bond they share can't be broken easily. It must be fate. Do you believe in fate? Because I didn't. Not until I saw these two.

Somehow they are now inside the hot tub again. Brittany is sitting down and Santana is straddling her legs. The kiss has gone from sweet and tender, to passionate and feral, both their tongues battling to get the upper hand, and it looks like, for now, Santana is winning. Not only is she taking control of the kiss, but she's rolling her body deliciously on top of Brittany and the blonde's hands are all over the place.

Finally she finds refuge on Santana's hips and pulls her closer, looking for some friction. One of her hands moves back to grab Santana's ass possessively, and the guttural moan that leaves the brunette's throat just spurs her on. The other hand moves to the front and gingerly runs down Santana's bathing suit until it's nestled between her strong and incredibly sexy tan legs. Even surrounded by scalding hot water, she can feel the heat emanating from Santana's core and it makes her groan as she throws her head backwards.

Santana takes advantage of that, running her tongue sensually down Brittany's throat and chest, until she reaches the hem of her bikini, where she leaves a little too strong love bite that will for sure leave a mark. Brittany is not complaining though, on the contrary, the bite makes her squirm.

With a swift movement, Brittany hoists Santana up and sits her down on the edge of the tub. For a moment Santana just observes her, letting her legs hang slightly open, her feet in the water, as the blonde manoeuvres herself to be kneeling between Santana's legs, not taking her eyes from the brunette for a second. Okay, Santana is making a show, she can't help it. She loves how Brittany's pupils blow as she arches her back the right amount, or how the blonde licks her lips as she toys with her own wet hair.

The show is cut short by Brittany's hunger, though, and before Santana can even think about contributing to the cause, she's lying on her back, her legs still hanging over and into the hot tub and Brittany has moved her bathing suit aside as far as it goes, diving tongue first into her wet core and making her feel like she's in heaven.

Thank God they are all alone, because just the sound of both women's moans is so delicious that it could raise the dead.

Not long after, Santana is stumbling over the edge of her climax, moaning Brittany's name into the darkness.

Once her breathing calms down just a little, she hoists herself up sensually. She's moving like a wild cat, and suddenly Brittany feels like an easy pray. Santana's look right now is haunting, and delicious, and unravelling.

For a moment, Britt feels like she should start running, like she should flee from her hunter, but she's glued to her spot and, of course, Santana takes advantage of that. With a swift movement she is back inside the jacuzzi, and Brittany is not sure how it happened, but she finds herself turning around and bending over the edge of the tub as she feels Santana's hips pressing against her ass, and her hands running sensually down her back.

"God, I've been wanting to do this for way too long..." Santana mutters with that smoky rasp of hers that tingles Brittany's ears, and brain, and lady parts, too.

As Santana speaks, she presses harder against the blonde, as one of her hands move upwards to grab a handful of Brittany's hair, pulling from it hard enough to make Britt complain, even if it doesn't sound completely convincing.

"Oh, shut up, you little vixen. You know you love it." She grunts leaning over Brittany's back to talk next to her ear, and with that, Britt is a goner. She almost comes right there right then. Truth to be told, yes, she loves this side of Santana. This side, too.

As Brittany is still enjoying Santana's attitude, the brunette's free hand has roamed to Britt's front and has dived right into her bikini bottoms.

"Look at you, all wet and ready for me. You enjoyed eating me out, huh?" Santana groans against Brittany's ear. She's gone wild, all the situation has turned from steamy to right down dirty, but Brittany is not complaining, like at all.

Santana just needs a couple of well timed flicks of her fingers over Brittany's clit to send her flying into an orgasmic paradise.

Once both women have calmed down a little bit, they star laughing. Must be because of all the pent up emotions.

"Wow, I didn't see that side of yours coming, like at all." Brittany says once her laugh dies down, her whole body still tingling from the delicious orgasm she just experienced.

"There's a lot of me you haven't seen yet." Santana replies with a playful wink.

They spend the rest of the night talking. They talk about everything and nothing in particular. They bicker and banter. They flirt. And they end up almost scaring an elderly couple as they are caught feeling each other up quite roughly in the elevator.

This time they end up in Brittany's room. Thank God she cleaned it earlier that day. And they fall asleep as soon as their bodies touch the bed.