No excuses, just haven't felt like updating lately :/ If you guys are getting tired of my inconsistency, I'm sorry, but tbh it's probably not going to change any time soon since I start work again next week. Major cliffhanger warning. I know it's getting ridiculous but it was either leave it off there or not update at all. And just to give you a heads up, the next chapter may not start where this one leaves off.

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Chapter Thirty Seven

Brittany gulped as she watched Santana slowly unzip her cheerios top, the tightness in her spanks causing her to shift as best she could beneath the other girl's lap. Would it be bad form for her to push down her panties and let herself out while she watched? Or did Santana expect her to just sit there and wait for her to release her beast? What was the proper protocol for this? She didn't want to appear too eager, not while Santana was being deliberately slow with her undressing. But at the same time, she honestly did feel like she was about to pop, and figured that wouldn't be well received either. She was starting to regret wanting to experience this with the Neko while she wasn't in heat.

"You look like you're trying to solve a complicated math problem..." Santana noticed aloud, having just pulled off her top and tossed it off the bed. At her words, the blonde broke her concentrative look and made eye contact with her mate. Santana was well aware of how hard the girl was, not just by scent, but by the visible bulge beneath her skirt's panels. "Don't worry, we'll get there soon enough," she assured, smirking playfully at her lover. "But first, I want to give you the chance to explore a little. Maybe even give you a demonstration on how to properly finger a girl." Santana was relieved when Brittany nodded eagerly, the girl not realizing that hidden within Santana's words had been a small amount of criticism.

Brittany was a virgin, Santana knew this. She'd been with virgin's before, even though she really wasn't supposed to due to potential consent issues. But those girls had at least been familiar with the general layout of the land, even if they'd never actually stepped foot into their neighbors territory before. With Brittany however, it was as if the girl was from a completely different country altogether. Sort of how Vasco de Gama must have felt the first time he'd come across a penguin on his travels. You have no idea what it is, so you have to stop and stare at it for a while. Maybe even poke at it, if you can. Brittany was kind of like that, only towards her vagina. And while the penguin may not have minded the novel encounter, being a penguin and all, Santana's vagina did mind being treated like an exotic, new species of flightless bird.

Confident she had the girl's attention, Santana turned her own to the zipper on her skirt, deftly pulling it down and then shimmying the garment up over her torso and then head. Probably not the suavest move, but she was enjoying the sensation of squeezing Brittany's knees together between her thighs. She was horny, but not insanely so. The pressure from the subtle grinding she was doing was enough to keep her satisfied for now. Plus, she loved that she was getting her fluids all over Brittany's legs, even through the barrier of her panties and spanks. "Do you watch a lot of porn?" she suddenly asked, much to the blonde girl's surprise and growing intrigue. Santana vaguely recalled Brittany mentioning that she'd seen porn before, but she wanted to know just how much, or more specifically, how graphic.

Brittany was blushing the color of her still very much in place uniform. It wasn't something she normally made a habit of, but she'd be lying if she said she didn't have a secret red-tube folder hidden inside her lolcats one. Not that her parents ever used her computer, but it was almost compulsory, hiding porn. Like an unwritten rule of the web: Thou shalt not bookmark 'Naughty Asian Schoolgirls' where thy parents or thy pastor may find. She couldn't help but grin at the thought of her old pastor watching those types of videos. "I like Game of Thrones, does that count?" Brittany asked, genuinely unsure if the cat girl would accept that as an answer or not. She was actually rather embarrassed by the prospect of talking about the real stuff.

Santana raised a brow in amusement and contemplation. It was plain as day that Brittany wasn't telling her the truth, but she kind of liked watching her squirm and blush like this. "So you've never watched full on hard core porn before?" she leant forward, placing her hands on the tops of Brittany's thighs to hold her upper body steady. "Never seen two girls eating each other out? Or finger fucking? Never seen someone give a guy head? And then watched him turn around and fuck the other one senseless? Sometimes even in the ass?" The noise Brittany made at her last comment was priceless, and Santana quickly pressed a kiss to her mate's forehead before sitting back how she was before. "I'm just teasing you Brit," she consoled, still loving how delightedly mortified the blonde looked.

Brittany wasn't sure she was breathing, and the tightness in her chest continued to grow as she stared in disbelief and duress at the neko. She wasn't upset per-say, but she was uncomfortable. Santana's talking about sex only served to remind her of how much of it she'd already had, and how little she herself had had. "I'm not sure I really want to stick my penis in your butt," she responded after a good thirty seconds of silence between them. "Is that a deal breaker?" she asked, somehow managing to keep a serious expression on her face, as if this really was a fear of hers now. She'd already assumed the cat girl was kinky, but she'd only just started having sex the day before, couldn't a girl work her way up instead of diving right in, literally?

Santana only rolled her eyes at the girl's concern, before quickly growing serious. "I'll never make you do anything you don't want to do, okay? Please for the love of God if we're doing something that makes you uncomfortable, you tell me and we'll stop. I can't imagine how overwhelming this must be for you." She really couldn't. Sex had always been easy for her. Instinctual, actually. Even the first time she'd ever had intercourse, back during her very first heat, she'd automatically known what to do. Of course, that was more along the lines of 'Why the fuck does my vagina feel like it's on fire, and what the hell can I do to stop it? Oh look, a penis! That'll work.' And work it did, even if the end result was her parent's locking her in her bedroom one week a month for the next two years.

"It's not that I'm overwhelmed, San. I'm actually not overwhelmed, and I do usually get overwhelmed easily. But right now I feel kind of um- inadequate, maybe? It's like, here you are, this amazing, beautiful, sexy sex goddess. And then there's me, this awkward, unexperienced, freakishly lame person who can't even last a minute before coming. You deserve someone equally as awesome as you, not someone like me that's going to get squeamish at the mere mention of anal sex..." Brittany rested her arms across her stomach, hugging herself as she continued to feel worse and worse about the situation. Maybe Quinn was right, and she should get out while she still could?

Of course, Santana wasn't having any of this thinking, and began to tut in displeasure at the other girl's self deprecation. "We could easily turn that around and say how you deserve better than me, for those same exact reasons. I'm not ashamed of my past sexual endeavors, but I can understand if it makes you uncomfortable knowing how many people have been with me." She didn't think telling Brittany that a good majority of the school were included in her statement was going to help her any. "But hey, this is why I want to try it out like this first, now that I'm apparently no longer in heat." She took Brittany's hands in her own and held them to her chest, over her heart. "I feel for you in here too, Brittany. Even if it appears like I only do downstairs."

Brittany let out the breath she'd been holding and shook her head, feeling all of a sudden really silly. Of course Santana loved her irregardless of her experience. She'd had to have fallen in love with her before she'd even known what her experience level was. Because Neko's could only become mates with someone they already are in love with, right? Even though it made absolutely no sense for that fact to be true, Brittany was still convinced of it. After all, it hadn't taken her more than a few minutes to fall in love with Santana. "I know, I know. I'm sorry it got all weird between us just now. Can we maybe start again? Wasn't there something you wanted to show me?"

Santana smirked at this, relaxing her body above Brittany's legs. Reaching behind her, she quickly undid the clasp of her bra, letting the garment fall off her arms and land somewhere on the floor near her nightstand. Not wanting to give Brittany the chance to acclimate to this new nudity level, she un-straddled the girl's knees and sat back on the mattress, pushing her panties and spanks down and off her legs. Climbing back into Brittany's lap, she placed one hand on the girl's shoulder, and with her other helped to spread herself for the blonde to see. "Anatomy 101 is now in session."