Summary: Santana and Brittany are best friends who live together and do everything together but have never shared their secret feelings for each other, even though everyone else assumes they're dating. When Santana accidentally finds Brittany's nudes on her phone, she can't help but look. Brittany catches her in the act and Santana can no longer deny her intense attraction to the blonde.
Santana and Brittany had been each other's closest friend for as long as either of them could remember. Brittany's mother claimed that Brittany had first met Santana when she was two while the Latina who had just moved in with her family down the street was barely a year and a half.
The two could not be more opposite on the surface, from their contrasting looks to their personalities. In fact, if you asked anyone at McKinley High they would say that it was an incredible sight to witness the normally snarky and bitchy Santana being sweet to the air-headed blonde. Their friends kept waiting for the moment when Santana would chew Brittany out for being stupid or attack her like she did everyone else but that moment never came.
Now that they were in college, Brittany wasn't passing any of her classes and Santana was barely scraping through hers. It didn't matter to either of them because they were living together in a shared apartment that was just for them and they were ecstatic about that.
The two shared everything, did each other's laundry, cooked for each other (even if they were both terrible at it), and knew everything about each other. Two platonic friends never gazed at each other lustfully the way Brittany and Santana did.
Everyone who met them assumed there was something going on between them. Yet if you asked either of them if they were dating, Santana would flush brightly and quickly deny it while Brittany would slowly shake her head, as if reluctant, and there would be a sad look in her glazed over blue eyes.
Santana had been out of the closet since high school and she had many girlfriends. Girls who all happened to be blonde, leggy, and tall dancer types who were so strikingly similar to her best friend. At least, everyone around them, even Brittany herself, recognized that they were Brittany-clones. Santana was the only one who hadn't figured that out yet for herself.
She hadn't made a move on Brittany, or at least, nothing official, beyond their heated, secret makeout sessions. Even though Santana had so many moments of being obviously jealous of Brittany's ex-boyfriends and girlfriends in the past that they both recognized as jealousy.
They were both single at the moment in their first year of college and had started this habit of randomly kissing. To Brittany's surprise, it was Santana who initiated it first and then almost every time after that.
It all started when Brittany walked into the apartment one evening after her dance class, her hair pulled up into a messy blonde ponytail, wearing yoga pants and a tank top. Something about the whole look turned Santana's brain to mush and all kinds of lustful thoughts consumed her.
Brittany was tired from her class but Santana asked to see her moves and the blonde showed her. She loved dancing when Santana was the only one watching. Santana soon pushed her up against the nearest wall, fire burning in her dark eyes and Brittany was about to ask what was wrong but her breath caught in her throat.
Brittany closed her eyes and Santana leaned in to capture her mouth with hers. They both moaned into it, not stopping but Santana eventually pulled back, ashamed that she had given in and sheepish. Brittany was gazing back at her so lustfully, slipping her arms around Santana's shoulders and they were kissing again when Santana realized the blonde had no objections in the slightest.
The kissing never stopped. Secretly, neither of them ever wanted it to stop.
"Hey, Santana. Can you help me find this app I was telling you about earlier?" Brittany came into her bedroom and passed her cute, pink phone to Santana. Everything about Brittany was cute, as far as Santana was concerned.
Santana nodded with a smile. It was summer vacation and they were back home for a few weeks. The two were staying in for a quiet night at Brittany's house instead of partying because they were exhausted after nonstop drinking and parties with their friends over the last few days.
Brittany and Santana were sharing the room and even the same bed. If Brittany's parents saw anything strange in that, they hadn't commented. Sharing a bed with Brittany was something that made Santana particularly flustered and throbbing with need. She was barely able to control herself.
Needless to say she wasn't able to get much sleep, deliberately untangling herself from Brittany even though she wanted so badly to be all over the blonde. She had to force herself to push herself to the furthest end of the bed away from the blonde possible just so she could get her hormones under control. Brittany was in a similar state of desire but she was able to hide her feelings more easily.
Secretly, Santana was pleased to be alone with Brittany for most of their vacation and have all of the blonde's attention on her, so she didn't mind them taking a break from going out with their friends.
Although these days Santana found partying kind of boring. That was a first for her. There were so many other girls she could dance with and even hook up with. Yet no matter how much fun Santana had with them, she would be back to pining for Brittany again before long.
God knows she didn't want to endure the torment of watching Brittany flirt with some other person again. Santana knew she shouldn't want her best friend so much but it had been years and the yearning had never quite left her.
"Sure. Of course." Santana took the phone from Brittany and began scrolling through it mindlessly. At first, she didn't think anything of it. It wasn't unusual for Brittany to ask her to find something for her on her phone. They never really hid anything from each other. Hell, sometimes they'd even send texts for each other, if either of them asked the other to.
Brittany even told Santana who she lost her virginity to as a teen, even though that was one piece of information Santana wished she could erase from memory because she was so jealous and wished it was her who was the first one Brittany was with instead. Teenage Santana had been devastated and avoided Brittany for a week even though she couldn't quite explain the reason for her terrible mood to the blonde.
Brittany still hadn't quite figured out technology or the internet either, so her asking Santana for help with something on her phone or laptop was a common occurrence.
"Okay. I just have to take my stuff down to the laundry room and then help my mom with something. I'll be back in a few minutes." Brittany winked at her and Santana forgot how to breathe. It took her longer than normal to figure out what Brittany had just said because she was too busy staring at her best friend's ass when she turned around and bent over in front of her to pick up something.
"No problem, Britt. Take your time."
Santana could have sworn Brittany had just done laundry for both of them the day before and Whitney had said something about going out on a date night with her husband but the Latina remained in a confused state, choosing not to argue.
"You're so sweet. Thanks for helping me."
Brittany gave her a lingering kiss on the cheek that caused tingles to erupt in Santana and she had this coy, mysterious little smirk on her face that was difficult to read. Santana swore she heard the blonde giggling to herself as she closed the door behind her and went down the hall.
Santana went back to looking at Brittany's phone, flicking through the apps the blonde had open. She accidentally dropped the phone, gasping in shock when she realized what she was now looking at.
Brittany's body. Her almost completely nude, pale frame, aside from the tiny light blue thong she was wearing, posing sexily in front of the full length mirror in her adjoining bathroom. Santana couldn't believe Brittany had this picture saved on her phone.
She knew she shouldn't and her face was steaming but she continued to flick through Brittany's other recent pictures. Brittany was fully nude in most of them. Santana cupped her mouth with her hand, her eyebrows shooting up in excitement. It was the sexiest thing she had ever seen in her life. Brittany literally had the perfect body. All soft curves, perky breasts, fleshy thighs, and shapely legs that were so toned from dancing. She had always known Brittany was beautiful and sexy but seeing her posed like this, baring it all, really set Santana aflame with desire.
It was wrong. Sure, Santana was nosy and loved to snoop through people's things but Brittany was different. She never wanted to invade the blonde's privacy. She knew she shouldn't be lusting over her best friend's nudes but she sure as hell wasn't going to stop staring at them now that they were available to her.
Santana panted as she felt like the room was about one hundred degrees hotter than it had been two minutes ago and all her blood seemed to flow south. The Latina clenched her legs together and squirmed on the bed. Brittany had her legs completely parted in one of them. Santana zoomed in on that one area, focusing on it, and frantically pulled at the collar of her shirt. Her face felt unbearably hot. As Santana stared at Brittany's body, she was conscious of the heaviness in her core and as her sexual frustration grew, she felt like touching herself but there was absolutely no way she could do that right now.
"What's up? Did you find it?"
She pulled her hand out of her shorts, not sure when or how it had ended up there but grateful that she hadn't been caught doing anything worse and hoped Brittany hadn't seen where her hand had been.
Santana wasn't sure how much she had zoned out but she was so stuck in thinking about Brittany's well… everything that she hadn't heard her friend return to her bedroom.
Santana started to panic. She had to do damage control. She couldn't let Brittany know she had basically been perving over her nudes for the last ten minutes.
"I- uh - um-"
Somehow it was difficult to get coherent thoughts together and she couldn't speak properly. She also couldn't look Brittany in the eye after seeing that.
It was too late. Brittany was already taking the phone back from her and Santana cursed herself for not exiting out of the photos fast enough. She felt like she had been caught red-handed.
"You were looking at my naked pictures."
"I- I wasn't! It was an accident!"
"Did you see something you like?" Brittany's voice was a low purr as she circled her now, a cat got the cream smile at her lips. Santana tried to deflect and hide her face. "Your face looks so red. It looks like you liked it."
Santana couldn't breathe, her heart pounding and she swallowed hard. She clenched her legs together again, trying in vain to keep her arousal at bay even though she was burning up.
"Since when do you take pictures like that? You never told me." Santana crossed her arms over her chest. She was genuinely confused because Brittany literally told her almost everything about her life. Being defensive was easier than admitting why she had been leering at them.
"It was a secret." Brittany was still watching her with a feline smile and Santana was disoriented by everything about this situation.
"Who are you gonna send your nudes to?" Santana didn't wanna be invasive or possessive but she couldn't stop the words from coming out. She was suddenly terrified that Brittany was going to send those revealing pictures to some random guy. Santana was so irrationally jealous at the thought that other people were going to get to see them.
Brittany hadn't spoken about dating anyone for ages and the photos were Brittany's to do whatever she wanted with them but a wave of devastation came over Santana at the thought of those gorgeous photos being intended for some douche guy the blonde was into now.
Don't tell me. She's going to send them to another ugly loser guy who doesn't even deserve them…
"Why does it bother you so much?" Brittany quipped, tilting her head to the side as a playful, curious smile came to her lips.
Oh damn. Santana hadn't realized she said that out loud. Now she felt so exposed. She didn't know how to answer Brittany's question.
To Santana's surprise, Brittany got onto the bed and practically climbed into her lap, draping herself over her. At this point, Santana also realized that Brittany hadn't seemed offended or upset at all about Santana staring at her nudes. Nor did she seem to care at all about the app she asked Santana to search for. In fact, Brittany was delighted when she noticed how Santana reacted.
"For you. They're only for you. I left the picture open on purpose and I knew you would look and I wanted you to. I wanted you to see them and want me because I want you so badly. I need your hands on my body and I need to feel you inside of me because I can't take it anymore. Whenever we kiss, it's all I can think about. I wanna go all the way with you."
Santana was frozen and red-faced when she heard these words, not only relieved but also completely turned on. She melted when she realized what Brittany was telling her. Brittany's eyes were a vibrant, sparkling blue as they met Santana's, her tone of voice warm and reassuring, yet held a trace of vulnerability, as if she wasn't sure how Santana would react. She couldn't believe her luck that it was only her that was going to be seeing Brittany like that.
She could tell that Brittany was being completely honest with her now. There was only one thing for her to say. She had to admit to those deep feelings she had hidden for so long.
"Really? I- I want you too. So badly. I didn't realize you felt the same way I did." Santana spoke in a much softer tone, no longer defensive when she realized she didn't have to be.
"I've always wanted you the most. More than anyone else I ever dated. Even before we started kissing," Brittany admitted. "I'm so in love with you."
Santana couldn't believe all of her dreams were coming true.
"I-love you too. I wish I had known that you felt that way. I always wanted you too. I just never thought you felt the same way about me and it would have broken my heart forever if you said you didn't."
They began to kiss fiercely, now that all of their feelings were out in the open. Santana wasn't sure who kissed who first but before she knew what was happening she was on her back and Brittany was starting to pull at her tank top.
"You are so gorgeous in those pictures," Santana whispered and was pleased at the pink flush she saw that spread to Brittany's cheeks as she glanced down shyly. Santana smirked and trailed her fingertips up her arm as she continued to speak in a smooth tone. "I always thought you were the sexiest woman, even before I saw them, but now that I have I just can't stop thinking about you and your perfect body."
Santana was pleased to finally be able to make the blonde flustered and rendered speechless for the first time, her lips parted and soft blue eyes wide and filled with adoration as Santana stroked her cheek tenderly.
"So do you want to see me? All of me?" Brittany looked up at her coyly through her eyelashes.
Santana nodded quickly, feeling like some hormonal teenaged dork and embarrassed by her own enthusiasm. Brittany just chuckled with a playful eyeroll, shaking her head in amusement at Santana.
Santana's mouth felt dry when each layer of clothing came off. She gaped at Brittany, her hands trembling and she knew she couldn't have been any wetter. Brittany giggled, stripping herself until she was just in her bra and panties, the same light blue ones she was wearing in some of the pictures, then slowly and seductively taking those off as well. Brittany definitely made a show out of it and it was all for Santana.
If she thought the photos were something, getting to actually see and touch the blonde in person was way more overwhelming.
Santana normally considered herself pretty confident sexually and smooth with the ladies but Brittany was just… Wow. She could barely think or breathe in front of this sexy goddess.
Santana was in disbelief that she had a completely nude Brittany in front of her now and it wasn't just one of her more intense wet dreams. She took in everything she saw, unsure of which area was safest to look at. Then she flipped the cute blonde over and covered her mouth with hers.
"Just so you know, I was thinking of you the whole time when I took the pictures." Brittany moaned, helping Santana strip her clothes off as well.
"You're so unbelievably hot."
"You are too."
That was all that needed to be said before they finally gave in to the urges they both had. Santana pushed her down against the mattress and kissed her until any other coherent thought left. Brittany's plan to seduce Santana and get her to confess her love to her at the same time had been a success.