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Brittany has been wanting to kiss Santana for weeks now. Probably even longer if she’s being really honest.
Kissing Santana… kissing Santana is better than she could have dreamed it would be.
Santana’s lips are…
Santana’s mouth is…
Santana’s hands on her….
Santana’s little whimpers…
Brittany can’t stand it. Any of it.
She doesn’t want to ruin this magic. This perfection.
So she stops.
And it almost kills her.
Santana looks at her with eyes that are almost black. Her lips even more swollen than usual from mashing together with Brittany’s own.
Brittany doesn’t want to stop.
But then Santana is sighing the most beautiful sigh. And Brittany feels her soul shake.
“Hi.” Santana’s voice is raspy. It sends goosebumps down Brittany’s arms.
“That… Brittany you…” Santana is at a loss for words so she pecks Brittany’s lips quickly, three times.
Brittany can sense her wanting to go further.
Go back to making out in the parking lot.
But she doesn’t.
And they just stand together, smiling like idiots.
“Have dinner with me tomorrow.” It’s Santana who acts first, breaks the silence first.
“Ok.” Brittany smiles. Brittany smiles everywhere. Santana Lopez just asked her out. Santana Lopez just had her tongue down Brittany’s throat. Santana Lopez wants to take her to one of the fanciest restaurants in town.
Brittany has absolutely no idea what to wear.
Nothing in her closet is acceptable.
Which she realizes is idiotic, because she’s known Santana for almost two years now.
Santana has seen her pretty much every day. Makeup or no. Dance clothes and jeans. Dressed up for recitals and juries.
Santana already knows her.
Maybe that’s what’s got her so freaked out.
Everything about this is different.
Brittany thinks this might be it.
And just like that the pressure fades away. Because this is Santana. Beautiful, kind, smart, talented Santana. Just thinking about her makes Brittany’s fingers tingle.
Santana is waiting for her by the door to the restaurant. She’s wearing a tight black dress that makes Brittany’s heart stop and mouth water.
When Santana looks up and sees her stopped there, she smiles. Brittany feels it all over. Santana’s eyes darken as they take in Brittany’s own dress. Her heels. When they make eye contact, Brittany swears she actually sees sparks.
“You gonna stand there all day, or are you going to escort me in so we can start our date?” Her voice is teasing, but there’s something else there too.
Brittany shakes her head a little and lets her playful smile spread on her face. She already knows Santana loves this one. Whenever she sends it her way she watches Santana’s eyes sparkle with a secret.
Brittany thinks maybe she knows what that secret is now.
“You did the asking, Lopez. I think you need to escort me.”
Santana’s eyebrow cocks just slightly, “Oh yeah? Is that how that works? Very well.” She takes three steps and closes the distance between them, reaching up to peck Brittany on the cheek. “You look amazing, Britt.”
Brittany turns to her, really looks at her, “So do you, San.”