Fic: Feel What Love Is
Title: Feel What Love Is
Author: cruiscin_lan
Characters: Brittany/Tina
Word Count: 1056
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: If I owned Glee, all proceeds would go to the Howard Bamboo Legal Defense Fund.
Spoilers/Warnings: No real spoilers, contains oral sex.
Summary: Brittany and Tina are paired together to work on their ballads.
A/N: Written for a glee_kink prompt. Thoughtfully beta'ed by superkappa.
When Tina drew the name from the hat, she hesitated. She could have just said "Mike Chang" like the slip of paper said, but she realized at that moment that she could take advantage of the situation, and this might be her only opportunity to do so. After having been rejected by Artie, Tina had started crushing on someone else - someone probably even more unattainable, but she couldn't help it. So, while Mr. Schue wasn't looking, she'd dropped the paper she'd selected back into the hat and scanned through the others quickly to find the right one. Hurrying, she picked it up triumphantly.
"Brittany," she read aloud, and that was how the two of them had become ballad partners. When Brittany had suggested that they meet at her house over the weekend to practice, Tina couldn't control the butterflies in her stomach.
Tina had agonized over what to wear to Brittany's house, but she settled on one of her Lolita cosplay outfits - a poofy black skirt and a ruffled blouse. When her parents dropped her off, she approached the front door nervously.
"My parents are gone for the night," Brittany said when she let Tina in. "I hope that's not a problem."
"Not really," Tina replied, knowing that if her parents found out, they'd be pissed. She followed Brittany through the foyer, gazing at photos of Brittany's family on the walls.
"Wanna go to my room to work on our mallards?" Brittany asked.
"You mean b-b-ballads?"
"No, a ballad is a duck. I'm talking about songs," Brittany answered, matter-of-factly. She led Tina up the stairs and to her bedroom. She sank down onto her bed, reaching for the iPod speakers on her nightstand as she patted the space beside her, beckoning Tina to sit down next to her.
"So I picked out this song?" Brittany began, her words taking on that strange, questioning tone that she relied on so often in class and glee practice. "I don't know if you know it? But if you do, you can sing along?"
"Okay," Tina said.
"It, just... it just really, like, expresses how I feel about you," Brittany said, with a little unease in her voice. She pressed play and looked up towards Tina expectantly.
As the first chords reverberated from the speakers, Tina recognized it instantly as a familiar eighties power ballad. While the first verse played on its own, Tina's eyes met Brittany's gaze. "This is the song?" she asked. "'I Want to Know What Love Is' by Foreigner?"
"I want you to show me," Brittany added helpfully.
"W-W-What feelings are you trying to express to m-me with this?" Tina asked, puzzled but giddy.
"I was really excited when you got me as your partner, Tina," Brittany stammered. "I kind of, like, like you." Brittany shifted her weight uncomfortably as she spoke, afraid of Tina's reaction.
"Really?" Tina was amazed.
"You have really cool hair," Brittany replied, reaching over and taking a wisp in her fingers, wrapping it loosely around the knuckle.
Tina idly placed her hand on Brittany's wrist, looking intently into Brittany's eyes as the chorus of the song came around again. This time, Tina joined in. "I want to know what love is," she crooned. "I want you to show me."
"I wanna feel what love is," Brittany sang back. "I know you can show me..." She leaned forward and let her lips meet Tina's. Without hesitation, Tina put her hands on Brittany's neck and pulled her closer, harder, deepening their kiss as her tongue slid into Brittany's mouth.
As Foreigner continued to play, Brittany fell back onto her bed, pulling Tina on along with her, their lips still locked together. As Brittany lay back, Tina straddled her. Brittany's hands wandered to the hem of Tina's shirt, pulling it gently upwards. Tina straightened her posture for a moment, arching her back as she grabbed her shirt and tugged it over her head.
Brittany clutched Tina's waist, her eyes widening as they followed the line of Tina's body. She let her hands drift behind Tina's back, where they encountered her bra clasp. After a few moments of fiddling, it came undone and fell forward, leaving Tina's breasts exposed. Brittany palmed them carefully, taking the nipples between her thumbs and forefingers, pinching and pulling them gently.
"Wait," Tina said as she moved backwards on her knees. She reached beneath Brittany's skirt and grabbed her underwear by the waistband, slowly peeling the cotton fabric back from her thighs. Her fingers began to stroke the soft cleft between Brittany's legs, and Brittany shuddered and instinctively pulled away.
"It's okay," Tina reassured her, lowering her head between Brittany's thighs. She kissed the cleft above Brittany's clit. "Does this feel good?" she asked.
"It feels really good," Brittany replied breathlessly.
"Good," Tina smiled, taking Brittany's clit between her lips and sucking at it gently. Holding it in her lips, she let her tongue circle it a few times; Brittany began shaking with pleasure, and Tina had to pin her thighs to the bed in order to continue. Tina let her tongue circle Brittany's clit a few more times before she licked the inside of Brittany's slit, letting her tongue add to the wetness that was already there. She allowed her tongue enter Brittany's core once, twice, three times, and each time Brittany sighed and tossed her head, her chest rising and falling with increasing frequency.
"My fingers?" Tina asked, and in reply Brittany spread her legs a little wider, inviting them in. With her mouth and her hand, then, Tina persevered until Brittany was pulsing with pleasure, pounding the wall beside her bed with her balled-up fist and pressing a pillow against her face to keep from screaming out loud. While Brittany was wracked with her own orgasm, Tina let her hand wander beneath her own skirt; she was already wet and ready, and lying beside Brittany, she brought herself to climax in record time.
Brittany threw the pillow aside and rolled onto her side, lazily throwing her arm across Tina's waist and pulling her closer. "Wow." Brittany struggled to regain her breath."That was really good. Did you ever do that before?"
"Not, like, for real," Tina admitted. A blush rose to her face as she smiled shyly. "But I read a lot of Buffy fanfiction."
Author: cruiscin_lan
Characters: Brittany/Tina
Word Count: 1056
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: If I owned Glee, all proceeds would go to the Howard Bamboo Legal Defense Fund.
Spoilers/Warnings: No real spoilers, contains oral sex.
Summary: Brittany and Tina are paired together to work on their ballads.
A/N: Written for a glee_kink prompt. Thoughtfully beta'ed by superkappa.
When Tina drew the name from the hat, she hesitated. She could have just said "Mike Chang" like the slip of paper said, but she realized at that moment that she could take advantage of the situation, and this might be her only opportunity to do so. After having been rejected by Artie, Tina had started crushing on someone else - someone probably even more unattainable, but she couldn't help it. So, while Mr. Schue wasn't looking, she'd dropped the paper she'd selected back into the hat and scanned through the others quickly to find the right one. Hurrying, she picked it up triumphantly.
"Brittany," she read aloud, and that was how the two of them had become ballad partners. When Brittany had suggested that they meet at her house over the weekend to practice, Tina couldn't control the butterflies in her stomach.
Tina had agonized over what to wear to Brittany's house, but she settled on one of her Lolita cosplay outfits - a poofy black skirt and a ruffled blouse. When her parents dropped her off, she approached the front door nervously.
"My parents are gone for the night," Brittany said when she let Tina in. "I hope that's not a problem."
"Not really," Tina replied, knowing that if her parents found out, they'd be pissed. She followed Brittany through the foyer, gazing at photos of Brittany's family on the walls.
"Wanna go to my room to work on our mallards?" Brittany asked.
"You mean b-b-ballads?"
"No, a ballad is a duck. I'm talking about songs," Brittany answered, matter-of-factly. She led Tina up the stairs and to her bedroom. She sank down onto her bed, reaching for the iPod speakers on her nightstand as she patted the space beside her, beckoning Tina to sit down next to her.
"So I picked out this song?" Brittany began, her words taking on that strange, questioning tone that she relied on so often in class and glee practice. "I don't know if you know it? But if you do, you can sing along?"
"Okay," Tina said.
"It, just... it just really, like, expresses how I feel about you," Brittany said, with a little unease in her voice. She pressed play and looked up towards Tina expectantly.
As the first chords reverberated from the speakers, Tina recognized it instantly as a familiar eighties power ballad. While the first verse played on its own, Tina's eyes met Brittany's gaze. "This is the song?" she asked. "'I Want to Know What Love Is' by Foreigner?"
"I want you to show me," Brittany added helpfully.
"W-W-What feelings are you trying to express to m-me with this?" Tina asked, puzzled but giddy.
"I was really excited when you got me as your partner, Tina," Brittany stammered. "I kind of, like, like you." Brittany shifted her weight uncomfortably as she spoke, afraid of Tina's reaction.
"Really?" Tina was amazed.
"You have really cool hair," Brittany replied, reaching over and taking a wisp in her fingers, wrapping it loosely around the knuckle.
Tina idly placed her hand on Brittany's wrist, looking intently into Brittany's eyes as the chorus of the song came around again. This time, Tina joined in. "I want to know what love is," she crooned. "I want you to show me."
"I wanna feel what love is," Brittany sang back. "I know you can show me..." She leaned forward and let her lips meet Tina's. Without hesitation, Tina put her hands on Brittany's neck and pulled her closer, harder, deepening their kiss as her tongue slid into Brittany's mouth.
As Foreigner continued to play, Brittany fell back onto her bed, pulling Tina on along with her, their lips still locked together. As Brittany lay back, Tina straddled her. Brittany's hands wandered to the hem of Tina's shirt, pulling it gently upwards. Tina straightened her posture for a moment, arching her back as she grabbed her shirt and tugged it over her head.
Brittany clutched Tina's waist, her eyes widening as they followed the line of Tina's body. She let her hands drift behind Tina's back, where they encountered her bra clasp. After a few moments of fiddling, it came undone and fell forward, leaving Tina's breasts exposed. Brittany palmed them carefully, taking the nipples between her thumbs and forefingers, pinching and pulling them gently.
"Wait," Tina said as she moved backwards on her knees. She reached beneath Brittany's skirt and grabbed her underwear by the waistband, slowly peeling the cotton fabric back from her thighs. Her fingers began to stroke the soft cleft between Brittany's legs, and Brittany shuddered and instinctively pulled away.
"It's okay," Tina reassured her, lowering her head between Brittany's thighs. She kissed the cleft above Brittany's clit. "Does this feel good?" she asked.
"It feels really good," Brittany replied breathlessly.
"Good," Tina smiled, taking Brittany's clit between her lips and sucking at it gently. Holding it in her lips, she let her tongue circle it a few times; Brittany began shaking with pleasure, and Tina had to pin her thighs to the bed in order to continue. Tina let her tongue circle Brittany's clit a few more times before she licked the inside of Brittany's slit, letting her tongue add to the wetness that was already there. She allowed her tongue enter Brittany's core once, twice, three times, and each time Brittany sighed and tossed her head, her chest rising and falling with increasing frequency.
"My fingers?" Tina asked, and in reply Brittany spread her legs a little wider, inviting them in. With her mouth and her hand, then, Tina persevered until Brittany was pulsing with pleasure, pounding the wall beside her bed with her balled-up fist and pressing a pillow against her face to keep from screaming out loud. While Brittany was wracked with her own orgasm, Tina let her hand wander beneath her own skirt; she was already wet and ready, and lying beside Brittany, she brought herself to climax in record time.
Brittany threw the pillow aside and rolled onto her side, lazily throwing her arm across Tina's waist and pulling her closer. "Wow." Brittany struggled to regain her breath."That was really good. Did you ever do that before?"
"Not, like, for real," Tina admitted. A blush rose to her face as she smiled shyly. "But I read a lot of Buffy fanfiction."