Fic: the best wake-up call ever
Pairing: Brittany/Santana, side Rachel/Quinn
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Sequel to Pinky Swear
Author: RelvoxBallroom
Words: 1378
Spoilers: None
Disclaimer: I don't own these characters. Wish I did though.
Author’s note: Completely un-beta’d; all mistakes are mine.
Author’s Note: Please comment!
Santana woke up with a groan when she felt Brittany rolling out of bed. It was 4:30 on a Monday morning, almost three weeks after she and Brittany had become an official couple.
“B, it’s the ass crack of dawn,” Santana moaned, curling onto her side. “We don’t have to be up for another two hours.”
“Shh, baby, I’m just going for a quick run. Go back to sleep,” Brittany whispered.
“M’kay.”
When Brittany returned forty-five minutes later, Santana had kicked the covers off and was on her back with her hands above her head, still fast asleep and snoring like a lawnmower. For a moment, Brittany considered jumping into the shower, but one look at Santana peacefully sleeping in her white wife beater and black boy shirts, and Brittany quickly made other plans. Santana’s parents would be asleep for another hour at least. With a smirk, Brittany dug quietly in her backpack and opened the package she had received in the mail the previous day. Within a minute or two, she was completely naked except for the bright red, nine inch appendage hanging between her legs. Though they had used a strap-on before, this one was far bigger. Actually, after Brittany had found it online, she had been concerned that Santana wouldn’t be able to handle it. But she just couldn’t resist it and, after a few clicks, it was on its way.
Kneeling on the floor next to Santana, Brittany slowly pulled down her girlfriend’s underwear, stilling immediately when Santana shifted. After waiting a few moments, Brittany spread Santana’s legs wide enough for her to do what she wanted to do but not so drastically that Santana would wake up. Pressing a kiss to Santana’s forehead, Brittany slowly began circling her clit. Still asleep, Santana moaned and automatically spread her legs wider. Brittany smiled and began pressing kisses to Santana’s sides.
Moving a little faster, Brittany coated her fingers in Santana’s wetness and, when she felt Santana slowly beginning to wake up, slid two of her fingers deep inside. Santana’s eyes snapped open and her breath hitched. She reached out beside her and grabbed onto Brittany’s shoulder.
“Christ, B…I thought you were running,” she croaked, her hips beginning to buck.
“I was…then I came back and saw you sleeping. And I thought to myself,” Brittany said, curling her fingers and making Santana’s eyes roll back, “I thought…how can I wake up my girlfriend on this beautiful Monday morning.”
“I like…what you came up with,” Santana whispered, fisting her fingers in Brittany’s hair.
When Brittany felt Santana beginning to contract around her, she smiled, kissed the corner of Santana’s mouth, and removed her fingers.
“B, God, I’m so close…why…God, don’t stop…” Santana pleaded.
“Shh, S, you’ll wake up your parents,” Brittany said, smiling as she began circling Santana’s clit again so softly that she was barely making contact with the little bundle of nerves. Santana whimpered, raising her hips.
“S, I need you to do something for me,” Brittany said quietly, standing up and removing her hand all together. Santana’s eyes were shut tightly.
“God, B, anything,” Santana said, squirming.
“I want you to look at me.’
Taking a few deep breaths, Santana turned her head and looked up into Brittany’s eyes. When something red caught her attention, she glanced down. Her breath caught in her throat and her eyes shot back to Brittany’s.
“What…when did you...it’s huge!” Santana whispered.
“Come on, baby,” Brittany said with a wink, climbing on top of Santana. “You can take it.”
“B, it looks like it was molded from an Ox!”
“You can take it, S,” Brittany repeated, leaning down and biting Santana’s ear softly. “You’re going to take every inch. Okay?”
Santana’s eyes went wide and she nodded, beginning to breathe heavily again.
“But if you need me to stop, I will,” Brittany added, pressing a kiss to Santana’s lips.
Santana locked eyes with Brittany when she felt the tip of the strap-on press against her. Breathing deeply, she shut her eyes against the sting as Brittany slid a few inches inside of her. She grabbed onto Brittany’s shoulders and whimpered.
“You’re okay, baby,” Brittany said, watching the rippling of Santana’s muscles when she slid a few more inches inside.
“I’m okay,” Santana responded, panting.
“Okay, then,” Brittany said and, without further preamble, slid the rest of the length inside Santana in one swift movement.
Santana grunted loudly as her eyes few open and her jaw went slack. Brittany could see the strain in the veins on Santana’s neck. She moved backwards and slid into Santana again, harder this time. Brittany was starting to sweat - not just because of the effort of holding herself up, but because the insert was pressing firmly against her clit. A shudder ripped through both of them.
“How does it feel,” Brittany croaked.
“God, full,” Santana managed. “I feel…so full.”
Brittany moaned. “Come here,” she said, leaning back on her knees and pulling Santana on top of her. Santana groaned and wrapped her legs around Brittany’s waist, taking even more of the silicon inside of her.
“Christ, B…it feels so good.”
“God, I know,” Brittany said, her breath catching when Santana rolled her hips, pushing the insert further against her.
They wrapped their arms around each other and met in a searing kiss. When Brittany pushed her hips up, Santana cried out loudly.
Brittany frantically clamped her hand over Santana’s mouth.
“We…have to be…quiet,” she breathed out.
Santana nodded, wide-eyed, and began bucking her hips faster and harder causing shivers to run wildly down Brittany’s spine.
“I’m so close,” Brittany whispered, beginning to shake as she felt the pressure growing in her abdomen.
Santana moaned against Brittany’s hand.
After a few more thrusts, Brittany came harder than she ever had before and gradually loosened her grip on Santana’s shoulders. Santana’s eyes pleaded with Brittany not to stop and, with a lazy smirk, Brittany leaned back on her hands and pushed her hips as far up as she could.
Santana’s eyes went impossibly wide and then rolled back. She let out a deep, guttural groan and went limp, pulling Brittany with her as she fell backwards onto the bed.
They both lay there silently panting until Santana heard her mother’s door open. With lightening speed, Santana pushed Brittany off of her - grunting as she felt the silicon slip out of her -pulled the covers over them, and instructed Brittany to pretend to be asleep.
“Mija, time to wake up for school,” Mrs. Lopez said, peeking into the room.
Santana faked a yawn and stretched under the blankets. “Okay, Mami, we’re up.”
When her mother left the room, Santana rolled over facing Brittany.
“Well,” she said, “That was the best fucking wake-up call of my life.”
Brittany laughed and leaned over to kiss Santana softly on the lips.
Later that day, after Cheerios practice, Santana and Brittany walked into the girls’ locker room and heard a cry coming from the showers.
What they found didn’t surprise them in the least.
Quinn and Rachel were leaning against the wall of one of the stalls, wet, panting, and looking incredibly sated.
Before Brittany and Santana could announce their presence, they overheard Rachel telling Quinn that “Although that was wonderful, I feel certain that we could bring this to the next level. There are plenty of things we can use to heighten our experience.”
“Hey, Superstar,” Santana said, coming into view and startling both girls. “Talk to Brittany. She’ll give you the name of something that will shatter every other sexual experience you’ve ever had. Trust me.”
“Hey guys!” Brittany said, bouncing next to Santana.
“Is the entire freaking Glee club out there,” Quinn hissed, as she and Rachel crouched down to hide their bodies.
“Quinn, I’ve seen you naked before,” Brittany replied nonchalantly as she scribbled something on a piece of paper and handed it to Quinn. “Just go online to this site and buy this. It comes in different sizes, just in case Rachel is as small as she looks on the outside.”
Rachel blushed deeply and Quinn growled.
“Just go buy it,” Santana said, laughing.
A week later, Brittany noticed Rachel walking a little funny. Catching her eye, Brittany grinned and lifted her hand in a thumbs up.
Rachel just blushed and nodded.