Chapter 3

Brittany paced back and forth, watching each dancer as closely as she could for any mistakes. They'd been running through the routine for the past hour, but she needed it to be perfect. This was the first time she'd been asked to choreograph for a group this large, and while she was happy with all the formations, she had to make sure that they transitioned perfectly. So they would run through it from beginning to end until they had it down.

"Stop!" She called. All the dancers turned to her. They were breathing heavily, some already sweating. "Group C," she pointed at the group that were supposed to be transitioning to the back. "You need to be faster and lower. If I can see you moving, it takes my eye away from the center group. It's distracting." They nodded. "Try again."

The dancers retook the previous formation and Brittany's assistant restarted the music.

"Let's go! 5, 6, 7, 8…."

As she was making her way round the back, Syth walked in with no shirt, as he often was these days, and a duffle bag hanging off his shoulder.

"Do you just leave the house like that?" Brittany called over the music.

"No I take it off when I get to reception."

Brittany laughed.

"Hey where are your little prodigies?"

"At home." Brittany resumed her walk around. "Santana's back."

"Oh yay. They must be happy."

"They are." Brittany smiled.

"You must be happy too?" Syth's voice went up at the end like he was asking. Brittany focused on the dancers as she nodded.

"Of course."

"Britt-"

"Okay guys. So, that was good. Pretty good. But I need it to be great. So let's take a twenty minute break and then get back at it with a bit more energy okay?"

Nodding, the dancers slowly filtered out of the room.

Brittany sat on the floor with her legs out in front of her and began to stretch.

"Brittany." Syth said, coming to stand in front of her.

"Yes?"

"I've been working with you going on six years now. I've been at your kids' birthdays, your anniversary parties…So I like to think we're friends."

"Yeah" Brittany nodded. She gripped the pads of her feet with both hands and dropped her head onto her knee.

"So are you going to tell me what's wrong?"

"Nothing's wrong."

"Are you and Santana-?"

"Nothing is wrong." Brittany lifted her head. "I haven't seen Santana in a month and I missed her, that's all."

Syth nodded, pursing his lips. "Okay."

"Okay." Brittany dropped her head back onto her knee.

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It took three more run throughs for Brittany to feel completely satisfied with the five minute routine. With Syth's approval, she dismissed the dancers and went into her office. She'd just powered on her computer when Santana called.

Brittany put it on speaker and placed her phone on the desk.

"Hey babe"

"Hey BeeBee. How's your day going?"

"Starting heavy but calming down now. I have a hip hop class in thirty minutes so I'm just going through my emails now."

"Oh." Santana sounded disappointed.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing. I was just hoping you could join us for lunch."

"You guys are having lunch now?" Brittany checked her watch. "Late lunch?"

"They had a double breakfast so weren't hungry."

"Ah." Was all Brittany said. This always happened when Santana came back from touring. The boys' schedule would get completely turned upside down, which meant Brittany's schedule was off as well. She got it though. She didn't travel as often as Santana, or for as long, but she knew what it was like to have missed them so much that you don't care about bedtime.

"I guess we won't get to see you till later then?"

"Yeah. I think I'll try to get as much done as possible while I can."

"While you can? What do you mean?"

"Just….You know I love having the boys here with me but since they're not today I can take on a bit more. Actually work."

"Oh…"

Brittany sighed.

"I didn't mean-"

"No it's okay." Santana said quickly. "I get it. I'll let you work then."

"Santana…."

"I really do get it Brittany. See you for dinner?"

Brittany rubbed her face, trying not to groan.

"Yeah. I'll try."

"Okay."

"I love-"

Santana hung up before she had finished speaking. Brittany closed her eyes, taking a deep breath. Her phone chimed a second later.

"From Santana: I love you too."

Brittany smiled, the tension that had been building in her shoulders from the uneasy conversation draining slightly.

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"Hey Britt, sorry to disturb you…" Brittany's assistant said. Brittany stopped dancing, walking over to the corner and pausing the music.

"What's up?"

"Your friend is at the reception. Um…Sorry I forgot her name."

"That's fine. I think I know who it is." She took her towel from the back of the chair she'd draped it over, wiped the sweat from her face and chest and then slung it around her neck. "I'll go see her now."

She didn't bother putting on a shirt because even though she was going into a public space, her skin still felt like it was overheating and the thought of adding a shirt to the mix made her skin crawl. Besides, Quinn had seen her practically naked all the time when they were in the Cheerios, and anyone else at the reception…well she didn't care about them.

"Hey Quinn." Brittany smiled. Quinn got up from her seat.

"Hey. You look like you were just in a sauna." Quinn laughed.

"Yeah dancing all day will do that to you." Brittany stopped in front of her. "What are you doing here?"

"Came to pick up my god babies for dinner…." Quinn frowned. "Remember?"

"Crap." Brittany shut her eyes. "Sorry I forgot to cancel."

"Cancel? Why?"

"Santana's back so she's with them."

"Oh." Quinn blinked, clearly surprised. "Uh great! I'm a little offended that she didn't call me but cool. No worries then."

Brittany wiped the side of her face with the towel absently, looking around the reception.

"Yeah sorry."

"Britt" Quinn gently touched Brittany's arm. "I said it's okay. Of course it's okay, I know how much they missed her."

"Yeah" Brittany let go of the towel and looked down. "We all missed her."

Quinn frowned.

"Are you okay?"

"Why does everyone keep asking me that?"

"Maybe because you don't seem fine?" Quinn raised an eyebrow. "Last time Santana was gone for a couple of weeks you took the day off when she came back just to spend time with her. Now you seem…I don't know. Down."

"I can't take time off every time she leaves. I have work too."

"I know that...I'm just saying you don't seem as-"

"Well I'm sorry okay? It hasn't exactly been a fun month for me. Kyler got the flu, and then so did I, I still had to work every single day, had the boys with me every single day, and I was alone. She left and I was alone for a month. So I don't have the energy to be bouncing off the walls cause she's back."

Quinn raised both eyebrows, eyes wide at Brittany's outburst.

"Okaaay…"

"That doesn't mean I'm not happy she's back. I am. I'm just..." Brittany let out a long breath. "Anyway the boys aren't here so…If you don't mind, I'm busy."

"Right" Quinn nodded quickly. "I'm sure you're busy. I'll go."

"Right…"

"But Britt…If you need to talk about anything I'm here."

Brittany shook her head.

"I'm fine."

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When Brittany got home that night it was a little past seven, so she knew everyone had probably already had dinner. She took her duffle bag down to her dance studio, wanting to get a little more choreographing done before bed, and then went about locating Santana and the boys.

She heard them as soon as she reached the top of the stairs, splashing around in the bathroom.

"Get them, get them!" Santana was yelling.

"It's the monster!" One of the twins squealed.

"We need help" the other added.

"Use your powers Gecko!" Santana said. "Quickly before he destroys the whole bathroom."

Brittany paused outside the bathroom door, leaning against the wall to listen.

"Super Gecko Muscle!"

Jesús, she thought to herself. Whenever they would pretend to be characters from PJ masks, one of the twins' favourite shows, Jesús was always Gecko, Kyler was always Cat boy, and Brittany was always Owlet. Santana usually took up the part of the different villains. When she was around.

"Time to be a hero!" one of the boys said.

There was a loud splash, followed by Santana screaming.

"I GOT HIM!"

Brittany peaked to see what had happened. Santana's entire front was drenched, her shirt so wet it was sticking to her body. The bath mat was drowning in water and there were even droplets on the mirror.

"Yes you did" Santana laughed, wringing her shirt. "You got him, good job papi."

"Mami I got water in my eye." Kyler had both hands clamped over his eyes.

"Let me see."

As Santana bent to inspect Kyler's eye, Brittany decide to leave her to it. She made her way back downstairs, fixed herself a plate and went to sit in the living room, flicking on the tv.

She didn't focus at all on what was showing. Almost as soon as she started eating, she could hear another game going on upstairs. Brittany giggled along with the boys' squeals and Santana's loud unrestrained laughter. She even forgot to eat, she was so focused on hearing their game.

"MAMA"

"The monster is gonna get us mama help!"

Brittany placed her plate on the couch, jumped up and sprinted up the stairs.

"Which monster is gonna eat my babies?" She asked as she entered the twins' room. Kyler and Jesús were cuddled together in the corner of Kyler's bed.

"ME" Santana jumped out from behind the door, slamming it closed. Jesús and Kyler screamed as they giggled. Brittany whirled around to find Santana baring her teeth menacingly at her. She had a bottle of lotion in one hand and a towel in the other. Brittany grinned.

"I won't let you get them."

"Then I will have to EAT you." Santana said in a low voice. Brittany's grin grew.

"No mama!"

"Be careful!"

"Don't worry." Brittany raised both hands out in front of her. "I'll stop her."

"Use your magic powers."

"I have magic powers?" Brittany turned to the boys.

"Yeah. Ice powers." Jesús said with a firm nod.

"You're Elsa" Kyler said.

"Oh." Brittany turned back to Santana, who was giggling. "Who's mami?"

"A TROLL" Kyler squealed, pointing at Santana and covering his eyes with his other hand.

"Watch out mama"

"I'm going to defe-"

Santana tackled Brittany mid-sentence, pinning her arms to her sides.

"Oh noooo" Jesús cried.

"I'm going to eat your mama, and then I'm going to eat you two little boys." Santana said in the same low voice. "Mwa ha ha ha."

The next thing Brittany felt was Santana's hands on her sides, tickling her. She screamed genuinely.

"No! No!"

Jesús and Kyler were laughing so hysterically that it wasn't long before Santana and Brittany joined them. Their cute little giggles were just so damn contagious.

"Santana stop!" Brittany struggled to yell, her stomach hurting from how hard she was laughing.

"I am not Santana. I am the hungry troll that eats beautiful women and cute little boys."

Brittany barely had a chance to take in a breath before Santana's mouth was on her neck, pretending to eat her. She squirmed for real now.

"Okay, okay" she gasped, when Santana didn't let up and she couldn't laugh anymore. "What if I helped you?"

Santana paused, pulling back from her neck.

"Help me?"

"To catch those little boys."

Jesús and Kyler screamed at the same time, scrambling to get off the bed.

"Okay." Santana quickly let Brittany go and grabbed Kyler as he ran past her.

"I got one!"

"I got the other one." Brittany said, lifting Jesús over her head as he giggled madly.

She and Santana dropped them onto Jesús' bed.

"Now we eat them" Santana said.

They tried to crawl away, but Brittany and Santana caught them and turned them over onto their backs. They held their arms out to the side and then looked at each other.

"On three." Brittany said. Santana nodded.

"Nooo!" Jesús screamed.

"One!" Santana called.

"Two!" Brittany called.

"MAMI!"

"Three!" they said together.

As soon as their mouths made contact with the twins' stomachs the room was filled with high pitched screams of delight. The boys kicked wildly, but since their arms were being held they couldn't escape. Eventually their laughs became so strong no sound was even coming out. That was when Brittany and Santana let them go.

They were both red in the face and breathless.

"That was a good meal" Santana sighed, rubbing her tummy.

"Yeah, I'm very full" Brittany agreed giggling. Santana winked at her, smiling sweetly.

Suddenly Brittany felt her chest tighten, a lump forming in her throat. She cleared it.

"Uh, let's get them dressed."

She could tell that Santana was confused by her sudden change in mood, but thankfully she didn't ask any questions. She just nodded and turned back to the twins, who were still lying breathless on their backs.

"Who wants to wear fire trucks tonight?"

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Brittany wasn't surprised when it took an hour and a half to get the boys into bed. They hadn't done their usual night time routine, and bath time, which was supposed to be a winding down time, had been the height of excitement. Eventually, she and Santana managed to convince them to pick a book each and get into bed. She snuggled with Kyler, Santana snuggled with Jesús' and then she read the first book. Halfway through the second book, they were out.

Brittany carefully got out of Kyler's bed, making sure not to wake him and tucked him in.

"Coming?" she asked when she was done. Santana was still in bed with Jesús.

"In a few minutes." Santana pulled Jesús closer to her, resting her head near his and breathing in the smell of his hair. Brittany nodded. She understood how good it felt to hold their babies after being away.

Leaving Santana, Brittany went down to her studio, deciding it was a good time to get some work in. She hadn't been able to choreograph much over the past month, because she had been going to work with the twins every day. They were usual fine to stay at the studio, and most of Brittany's colleagues found them so cute and entertaining that they were happy to have them, but when they were around they were all Brittany could really focus on. Choreographing required her to lose herself in the music. To lock herself away, either alone or with her partner, and listen to the song over and over again, thinking of nothing else but how the music moved her body. She couldn't do that when she had two three year olds who demanded her attention.

It seemed she couldn't do it tonight either. Though she tried, she just wasn't feeling the music. After thirty minutes she gave up, shut off the music and went back upstairs. At least now that Santana was back she could actually do her work at work, so it wasn't all too bad that she couldn't get anything done now. Still, it was frustrating.

When she got to their room, she stripped her jeans and sweater, walking into the bathroom in just her underwear.

"Oh!" She clutched her chest, jumping as she saw Santana in the shower.

"You're the one who walked in unannounced." Santana chuckled. "How on earth did I scare you?"

Brittany shrugged. "I guess I wasn't expecting to see you."

For the first time since entering she actually took Santana in. First, that she was naked, then how the water cascaded down her smooth skin, mixing with some soap bubbles and making her skin shine.

The lump returned to her throat, and this time she couldn't stop the tears as they sprung to her eyes.

"What…Brittany what's wrong?"

Santana pulled the shower door open and stepped out partially.

"I don't know…"

"Come here."

"No, I'm okay." Brittany took a deep breath.

"Brittany." Santana said evenly, dipping her head to catch Brittany's eyes. Brittany bit her lip to keep it from quivering and looked into Santana's eyes. "I said come here."

Slowly, Brittany walked to Santana, feeling some of the water spray onto her bare skin from the open door. Santana took Brittany's hands and wrapped them around her waist, then cupped Brittany's cheeks, brushing away the fallen tears.

"What's wrong baby?"

Brittany sighed.

"I just missed you."

"I missed you too."

"No." Brittany shook her head, pulling Santana closer till their bodies were touching. "I wasn't supposed to be doing this alone. We were supposed to be in this together. Raise our kids together."

"We are."

"We aren't. The past year you've been gone more than you've been here. And I know I leave too, but only for a couple of days. A week at most. You go for so long and we miss you. The boys miss their mum and I…I miss my wife. I miss coming home to you, and having you to do the night time routine with."

"I know." Santana sighed, moving her hands from Brittany's cheek to around her neck.

"I don't like not expecting to see you in the shower, or the fact that our friends are surprised when I don't have the boys cause they're so used to you not being around. I don't like doing this alone."

"You're not alone." Santana said firmly. "I know I've done a lot of traveling but it's only because of the new album. It'll go down and then I'll be home all the time and you'll be sick of me."

Brittany cracked a smile.

"I'm sorry." Santana whispered, kissing the corner of Brittany's mouth. "I hate leaving you. I hate not being able to see you and only talking through text because of time zones and missing bath time and story time…I hate that I'm not here B."

"I know." Brittany followed the trail of a water droplet from Santana's shoulder, down over her collar bone and onto the swell of her breasts. She swallowed. "I know it has to be hard for you too."

"It's hard…" Santana nodded, her eyes drifting down to Brittany's lips. She licked her own and tightened her arms round Brittany's neck. "Especially when I get back from a concert with all that energy and have nothing to do."

"Nothing to do?" Brittany raised an eyebrow, inching her face closer. "No parties?"

"I go sometimes" Santana's voice had dropped an octave, causing Brittany to take shallow breaths in response. "Drink a little."

"I bet girls are all over you." Brittany smoothed her hands over Santana's wet back, up to her shoulder blades and then down to her ass. She gripped it tightly, forcing their bodies to crash together, their faces inches apart.

Santana groaned, licking her lips again. She played with the baby hairs at the back of Brittany's neck and nudged her nose against hers.

"Sometimes." She mumbled, eye fixed on Brittany's lips now. "But I never notice. All I can ever think about is you." She brought her thumb to trace over Brittany's bottom lip. "Naked…"

Brittany opened her mouth, taking Santana's thumb into it. When her tongue made contact with it, Santana's eyes fluttered closed, her breath hitching.

"God baby, you're so hot."

Brittany kneaded Santana's ass, lifting her partially off her feet so that she had to support her weight against Brittany. Slowly and sensually, she let Santana's thumb drop from her mouth.

"You want me to show you what you've been missing?"

Santana nodded, gripping the side of Brittany's face.

"You want me to remind you what you have at home."

Santana's nods became frantic, her head already tilted up and mouth slightly open, ready for Brittany to kiss her.

Brittany grabbed Santana's ass harder, pulling her up until she could wrap her legs around her waist. She walked them back into the shower, pushing Santana against the wet wall. Jets of water were hitting her back, wetting her hair and underwear, but she didn't care. She couldn't care. Not with the way Santana was leaning back, exposing her neck and breasts and breathing heavily in a way that made Brittany want to devour her.

"Show me" Santana croaked.

Brittany obliged. She leaned forward, placing soft open mouth kisses on Santana's chest. She let her tongue poke out and taste the warm, slippery skin. Santana's one hand gripped her shoulder, the other tangling in the hair at the back of her head as Brittany kissed and sucked her way up her neck, stopping at her ear.

"I'm gonna show you how much I missed you." Brittany breathed heavily into Santana's ear, before nipping the lobe. She felt Santana shudder against her.

"Okay" Santana whimpered.

Without wasting any more time, Brittany let go of Santana with one hand, pushing her body harder against her to keep her up, and took Santana's breast in her hand. She stroked her thumb over the pert nipple.

"Oooh Gooood" Santana moaned, throwing her head back against the tiles of the wall. Brittany continued to suck on Santana's neck, making sure to leave as many hickies as she could.

Santana was throwing her head left and right, eyes shut tight as Brittany assaulted her neck and pinched her nipples. The two most sensitive parts of her body besides the obvious one between her legs. When Brittany let her teeth graze against Santana's collar bone, her stomach tightened sharply, pleasure shooting through her whole body.

Brittany grinned. She loved how Santana always reacted when she did that. She did it again.

"Fuck!" Santana groaned, tightening her grip in Brittany's hair and pulling her mouth off her neck.

"Kiss me." She panted, seconds before her lips crashed into Brittany's.

Brittany moaned into Santana's mouth as their tongues met and slid over each other. With one last pinch of the nipple between her fingers, she slid her hand down Santana's stomach and between her legs, cupping her.

Santana kissed her harder.

Brittany felt her own stomach tighten as she felt how wet Santana was. Some of it was water from the shower, the temperature of which had also made Santana much warmer than usual, and Brittany loved it. She groaned as Santana sucked on her tongue, letting her middle finger trace through her slit. She both felt Santana's stomach muscles tighten and the rest of her body stiffen and knew Santana was close.

A month was a long time for both of them to go without being touched, and while Brittany was anxious for Santana to touch her too, feeling Santana come undone like this, hearing the sounds of pleasure tumbling from her lips, that was sometimes better.

Santana was no longer kissing her. She seemed to be having trouble just breathing as Brittany explored her slowly. She was taking shaky breaths, stopping after everyone like she just couldn't take it and then letting it out with a moan. Brittany went back to kissing her neck.

"You feel so good baby" She groaned, slowly letting her finger run over Santana's clit, which made Santana shudder hard. Deciding she needed to do more, Brittany let Santana down slowly. When she was sure Santana could stand, she lowered her head and took one of Santana's nipples into her mouth.

"Fuck baby."

Brittany moaned around the flesh in her mouth, sucking hard. She let her middle finger deep just an inch into Santana soaking pussy, then brought it back up to her clit, rubbing small circles around it. Santana's legs shook.

"Fuck…Fuck…"

Santana's grip in her hair was almost painful, but Brittany loved it. It caught her completely off guard though, when she felt her bra slacken and hang loosely on her arm. She groaned loudly when she felt Santana's fingers pinching her nipples.

"Shiiit" she breathed, her hand stopping for a moment as her own clit pulsed powerfully.

Her pause seemed to allow Santana to gain a bit more control. She stripped Brittany of her bra, now the one kissing along Brittany's neck while slowly grinding her hips against Brittany's finger. Brittany still couldn't move. The feeling of Santana's fingers on her breasts and tongue on her neck completely short-circuiting her brain.

"Does that feel good baby?" Santana rasped into her ear.

Pleasure like electricity burned Brittany's lower belly. Her hips shot forward, searching for friction.

"I missed you so much" Santana went on, kissing just below her ear and then biting gently. "I missed your tits."

Brittany groaned loudly, her finger resuming its tight circles on Santana's clit.

"Shit" Santana moaned, one hand abandoning Brittany's breast to grip her waist and pull her into her grinding rhythm. "Fuck I missed your fingers."

Brittany slid back down to Santana's entrance, entering her with one finger.

"Oh, god" Santana surged forward, capturing Brittany's lips in a quick kiss before pulling back and resting her head against the tiles again.

Brittany's eyes roved over Santana's features. Taking in her blown pupils, her kiss-swollen lips, parted as she took in quick breaths.

"You're so sexy" she moaned, adding another finger to the first inside Santana.

"Fuck yeah" Santana called out loudly, shutting her head.

"You're so fucking sexy"

Brittany dipped her head, taking a nipple into her mouth.

"God, I want to touch you." Santana said suddenly, standing up properly and forcing Brittany to release her nipple. She removed Brittany's fingers from inside her, and then gripped her underwear in both hands. "Take these off." She instructed, lowering them to the ground. Brittany kicked them to the corner of the shower.

Before she could retake her previous position, Santana was pushing off the wall, moving behind her and forcing her front against the tiles. She had both palm on the wall to support herself.

"Fuck" Santana grabbed her ass with both hands, slapping one of her ass cheeks. "I missed your ass Britt."

"Shit" Brittany moaned, turning to rest her forehead against the tiles. One of Santana's hands glided over back, round to her stomach and then up to grip her boob. The other moved from her ass to her waist, holding tightly as Santana leaned down and kissed her back. She kissed up Brittany's back, making her stomach flutter, and stopped at her shoulder.

"Are you wet for me?"

Brittany nodded, her head slipping against the wet tiles.

"Tell me."

Santana was grinding herself against Brittany's ass. Brittany could feel some of her wetness smearing on her bare skin, and it was driving her crazy. She shut her eyes curling her fingers into a fist against the wall and wishing she could touch Santana.

"Tell me" Santana breathed into her ear. Brittany shuddered.

"I'm so fucking wet for you Santana" she cried. She threw one hand behind her, gripping Santana's ass and rocking back against her. "Fuck, you like humping my ass?"

"God yeah." Santana pushed harder against her, tightening her hold on Brittany's waist an resting her head against Brittany's shoulder. She was placing soft kisses there every so often, moaning into her shoulder, which was right below Brittany's ear.

Brittany's clit was throbbing powerfully. She could feel some of her wetness dripping down her thigh.

"Fuck touch me baby."

Santana did so immediately. The hand on her waist moved round further so it was on Brittany's stomach, then down until her fingers were sliding through Brittany's pussy.

They both moaned.

"Jesús I missed you."

Brittany couldn't breathe as two of Santana's fingers entered her.

"So tight" Santana groaned. "So fucking tight."

Brittany couldn't help moving her hips. Santana was still humping her ass, and her pussy was clenching tightly. It wouldn't be long before she came.

Like she said, a month was a long time.

One of Santana's hands gripped her own, forcing it open so her palm was against the wall. Their fingers intertwined as Santana pushed into her harder, using her own hips to set the pace. Brittany felt completely surrounded by Santana. Her whole body was pressed against her, her fingers inside her, her lips on the back of her neck. It was making her skin tingle.

"I'm gonna cum."

She groaned, tightening her hold on both Santana's ass and Santana's hand.

Santana picked up the pace, moving her fingers faster inside her. When she pulled out she curled her fingers to drag against Brittany's wall, and when she pushed back in she used her hips to push Brittany against her fingers harder, hitting deep inside Brittany in places that made her legs tremble.

"Holy shit I'm gonna cum Santana."

"Cum baby." Santana groaned against the back of her neck. "Cum on my fingers."

Brittany rocked back against Santana's hips and forward into her fingers. She could feel Santana's clit dragging against her ass and the moans tumbling from Santana's lips because of it. She focused on that as Santana's thumb rubbed against her own clit, her fingers now quickly in and out of her.

"Shit" Her whole body tensed to hard she had to hold her breath as Santana bit down on her shoulder. She stopped rocking her hips, squeezing Santana's hand. "Shit, shit." She exhaled sharply as she came. Her body jerked wildly as Santana rubbed her clit faster, letting Brittany ride her fingers. The pleasure seemed to go on forever. She couldn't open her eyes, couldn't think. Waves of ecstasy washed over her, releasing all the tension of the past month. It was almost too much, but the best thing Brittany had ever felt.

"Fu-uck" she finally breathed out, giving one last shudder before her body came to a stop.

Santana kissed her shoulder one more time before stepping back from her and turning her around.

"So hot" she groaned, kissing her roughly.

Brittany didn't wait for her breathing to calm down as she snaked her hand down Santana's stomach to her pussy. She felt like she needed to feel Santana cumming now. She quickly pushed two fingers inside her, stroking her tongue against Santana's and swallowing her moans. With her fee hand, she lifted Santana's leg, wrapping it around her waist to give her better access. The loud moan Santana let out, forcing her to break the kiss, told her that she'd done the right this.

"Fuck…yeah baby…"

Santana dropped her head onto Brittany shoulder, kissed it, then turned her head and buried it in Brittany's neck. Brittany shivered at the feeling of Santana's heavy breath against her sensitive neck.

"God, right there!" Santana cried as Brittany pushed in particularly hard.

"There?" she did it again.

"Shit-yea there! Fuck there!"

Brittany concentrated on hitting that spot again and again as she plunged into Santana. The sound of her hand smacking against her, of her fingers as they went in and out, and Santana's desperate moans against her were turning her on all over again.

"God Santana" she moaned, as Santana bit her neck. "Fuck baby."

"I'm gonna cum."

Brittany fought her own arousal, swallowing it down so she could focus on giving Santana the best orgasm possible.

"Harder B" Santana groaned right into her ear. Brittany's whole body shook as her stomach convulsed. She was somehow once again very close to her own orgasm. She gripped Santana's thigh tight, pulling her into her thrusts as she increased the power behind them. "Fuuuuuck"

Santana shook against her, and Brittany felt it all. She felt it in Santana's thighs, in her stomach, in the shuddering breaths against her skin. She had to close her eyes as her stomach tightened in pleasure.

"Fuck" Santana exhaled, relaxing against Brittany.

Brittany held her until Santana had caught her breath. She lifted her head from Brittany's neck to look at her and smiled.

"I missed you."

Brittany smirked.

"And my fingers, as I recall."

"Damn heavenly fingers." Santana mumbled, before kissing Brittany. "You wanna go to the bedroom?" she asked when she pulled back.

Brittany nodded, quickly shutting off the water.