Summary: Santana and GP!Brittany go see a movie.
It's a Friday night, and Santana is taking her girlfriend, Brittany, out to see a movie.
"Harry Potter or Transformers?" Santana asks as they wait in the queue.
"Harry Potter, obviously. You know I'm Voldemort's number one fan," Brittany replies with a giggle.
Santana pays for the tickets, and Brittany gets them some drinks and a large bucket of buttery popcorn. They take seats in the back row and yell out answers to the movie trivia playing on the screen.
"These questions are too easy," Santana says as she reaches over into Brittany's lap to take a large handful of popcorn.
Finally, the trailers finish, the lights go down, and the movie starts.
About halfway through the movie, they run out of popcorn.
"Want me to go get some more?" Santana whispers.
"No," Brittany replies as she gets an idea. She pulls out her keys and uses the swiss army knife on her keychain to cut a circular hole into the bottom of the popcorn bucket. After checking that Santana's paying attention to the movie, she then pulls her cock out, gives it a couple of stealthy strokes, and pokes it through the hole in the bucket.
A few minutes later, Santana forgets that they're out of popcorn. She reaches her hand absentmindedly into the bucket and nearly jumps out of her skin when she's met with Brittany's erection.
"Oh…" Santana starts. "Aren't you smart?" She smirks at Brittany, gives her a wink, and starts stroking her cock. It quickly lengthens and hardens in her hand as she pumps up and down. She rubs at the head, and Brittany lets out a small whimper of delight. Santana's a master at handjobs and quickly works Brittany into a frenzy. At this point, neither of them are paying attention to the movie, and Santana speeds her movements up.
The jerking motion becomes faster and faster until, with one last caress from base to head and back down, Santana feels a liquid hit her hand. She keeps stroking at Brittany inside the popcorn bucket until the stream of cum dies away, then licks it off her hand. She leans over and gives Brittany a kiss.
"You wanna…?" she whispers into Brittany's ear.
The blonde nods furiously and leads Santana by the hand back to the parking lot, where they practically run to the backseat of Santana's car.
The moment the door slams shut, Brittany's on top of Santana, pushing her to lay down and kissing her hard. In her haste, she fumbles with the buttons on Santana's shirt and manages to pop the last few off. Immediately, she goes for the button and zipper of Santana's shorts, and soon enough, she's got the Latina writhing around naked under her touch.
Santana works Brittany out of her jeans — which is surprisingly difficult due to the cramped backseat — to see that her erection is back in full force. Unable to resist, Santana lowers her head to take Brittany in her mouth. With a gasp of delight, Brittany leans back against the tinted window as Santana settles in front of her, swirling her tongue around her and sucking at her cock, hands stroking the shaft.
Soon, Santana's head is bobbing up and down, Brittany deep inside her throat. The blonde lets out a satisfied moan as she sucks hard. Brittany brushes dark locks out of her girlfriend's face to see that Santana seems to be enjoying this almost as much as she is, looking up into Brittany's eyes and smiling around her cock. Soon, Santana's pace quickens, and Brittany feels herself nearing the edge. With an almost animalistic growl, she pushes Santana back to lie down on the leather seat, spreads her legs, and enters her quickly.
Brittany tries to keep the pace slow for Santana's sake, but she loses all control once Santana wraps her legs around her back and starts meeting her thrusts. As the blonde pounds into her, hard, and Santana moans loudly, Brittany can't help but think that the car is definitely bouncing up and down, and hopes to God that no one is walking by. She roughly palms Santana's boobs, sucks her neck, and angles her hips up to hit Santana's g-spot, causing the Latina to let out a scream of pleasure and dig her nails into her shoulders.
Grabbing the headrest for support, Brittany thrusts with everything she has as quickly as she can, then reaches her other hand to rub Santana's clit. With another long, loud moan, Santana comes undone, yanking Brittany close so she can scream into her girlfriend's mouth as she comes. She rides the shock waves, her hips undulating again and again as Brittany feels a rush of heat and slickness over her cock, still buried deep. Santana's pussy clenches and tightens around her, pulling her so deep that she can't hold back anymore. With one last, sharp thrust, Brittany moans and empties herself inside Santana, letting the last of Santana's orgasm milk her of everything she has to give.
Panting, she collapses fully on top of Santana. Her hips stay nestled between her girlfriend's thighs, the two of them breathing heavily as they enjoy the sensation of being spent together, of still being connected, until her dick softens fully, and she pulls out. Half of the pleasure, she thinks, is watching her seed leak from Santana's body. It's nearly enough to bring her to hardness again.
They lay there for a while, until Santana drives them back to her house, where they play a few rounds of Scrabble, then fall asleep cuddled close in her bed.