"Come on San, wake up" Brittany murmured and gently nudged the brunette opposite her who was still fast asleep in the blonde's bed. The blue eyed girl didn't think she would ever get over the fluttery feeling that she got when she saw the nude Latina lying in her bed.

Santana mumbled something incomprehensible and pulled Brittany even closer towards her so that their breasts were touching. They were both already naked from the previous night. It had been two weeks since the two girls had been completely open and honest about their feelings with each other and honestly, Santana wondered why they hadn't had just told each other the truth from the start. Everything was so easy and carefree between them again, they were growing as people with what their feelings meant and they just did whatever felt natural to them. Nothing had felt more right for the pair of teenagers than it did for them now.

"I know it's early but it's the last day of school" Brittany coaxed quietly.

The Latina opened her dark eyes and saw the sleepy blonde already looking at her. She cocked her tanned leg over Brittany's pale one and started to suck the blonde's pulse point on her neck.

"Santana, we can't. My family are home" Brittany pouted but made little attempt to stop the brunette.

"We did it last night when your family were home" Santana said in a raspy tone.

"I know but-.." Brittany's mind went blank. The feeling of Santana's naked body pressed next to hers made her incapable of thinking straight.

"We've gotten good at being quiet Britt" Santana hushed in her ear and cupped the blonde's naked ass.

Brittany licked her lips as she resisted the urge to reach out and play with the Latina's tanned boobs. "We can do this after school."

"No we can't" Santana stopped nibbling the blondes neck and sat up in the bed. "We're going on that lame camping trip after school."

The blonde scrunched her nose up, "I thought you said you liked it."

"No, I said it was fun not that I liked it, but I'd rather have sex with you" Santana crossed her arms across her chest and jutted out her bottom lip.

The blonde smirked and tugged Santana back down on the bed, "who said we can't do both?"

Santana's eyes widened as she looked at the blonde, "what?"

The blonde swung her leg over Santana's and began to straddle her, "like you said we've gotten good at being quiet."

"You're a genius" the Latina breathed and felt her eyes roll to the back of her head when she felt Brittany's centre grind down on her.

She leaned up and kissed Brittany passionately on the lips. Santana moaned into the blonde's mouth when she deepened the kiss while she caught her tongue with hers and sucked on it. Santana let one hand cup Brittany's cheek while the other one wandered to her waist.

Brittany tugged the brunette's lower lip playfully and let it go before pulling away from the Latina. She slid off the panting brunette and smirked at her, "now get up otherwise we're going to be late."

Santana rolled her eyes at the blonde as she tried to ignore the ache between her legs, "such a tease."

"Goodbye my lover.
Goodbye my friend.
You have been the one,
You have been the one for me."

Rachel curtsied and beamed at the crowd of clapping but bored teenagers when she had finished performing. The morale in the choir room had been low since they returned from New York after losing Nationals.

"Wonderful Rachel" Mr Schue admired and stood in front of the students.

Santana smirked at the small brunette as she bounced back to her seat; this week's assignment in Glee Club was "goodbye". The Latina thought this was a ridiculous assignment considering that all the students in the club were juniors so they already had another year together so it wasn't like they were saying goodbye for forever. Hell, most of the teenagers were going camping later that day after they had finished school for summer!

"Where's Artie?" Mr Schuester asked,"he said that he had a special song to perform this week."

Mumbling and murmuring filled the room as the teenagers wondered where the absent boy was, many of whom hadn't even realised that he was missing until the teacher mentioned him. Come to think of it, the last time any of them had seen the boy was on the flight back to Ohio after Nationals.

"Has anybody checked the dumpster? That's where he belongs after he made us lose Nationals."

Puck shook his head at Kurt, "no I threw a freshman in there earlier and there was no Artie."

"Maybe he's just ashamed of his own selfishness to bother turning up" Rachel seethed.

"He's probably realised that he isn't welcome in this club anymore."

"Didn't we punish him enough in New York guys? Do we have to kick him out of Glee too?" Tina asked sadly.

"That was barely punishment Tina" Santana rolled her eyes at the girl. She smirked as the memory of the Glee Club getting revenge on Artie replayed in her mind. It was a fabulous idea if she had to say so herself but the boy's name still made her skin crawl. She hated that the boy still had the power to out her to everybody and he was the last person that she wanted to know about her sexuality.

"Actually, he told me he already finished school Mr Schuester. He's not coming back until Senior Year" Quinn said smoothly and looked the teacher directly in the eye.

Santana tilted her head to the side and squinted suspiciously at her oldest friend, she couldn't understand how/why the blonde would know that. The brunette was sure that the two teenagers had never even spoken to each other before! But then again, she still hadn't asked what Quinn was thinking when she kissed Artie in front of the entire Glee Club in their green room at Nationals. That was an image that would haunt her for the rest of her life.

Mr Schuester frowned at the girl, "oh, well in that case does anybody else have anything they would like to sing?"

Tina smiled and got up out of her seat and faced the rows of teenagers. She was just about to open her mouth to sing when the school bell rang throughout the choir room.

The teacher clapped his hands together and grinned, "that's it guys! Schools over, have a good summer!"

"You could have told us that the air conditioning was broke in the back of your car before we actually started driving Dwarf" Santana scowled and wiped a bead of sweat off her forehead.

Rachel tutted and glared at the Latina in the backseat of her car. The shortest brunette was driving up Raidown Mountain with Quinn, Brittany and Santana since the members of the Glee Club had arranged to go camping up there and have a sort of party as a way to celebrate school being over and summer starting. "You don't need air conditioning if you open the windows Santana."

The Latina rolled her eyes, "I didn't realise we were living in the 1950s." The journey from Rachel's house to the mountain had been a horrendous one; there was only air conditioning in the front of the car so Brittany and Santana were dissolving in the backseat from the heat. They also had multiple bags, pillows and blankets shoved in the back with them which made the journey even more uncomfortable for the pair.

"There's going to be a melted puddle of Brittany on your backseat Rachel" Brittany pouted as she fanned her face with her hand.

"I swear it wasn't this hot last year" Santana mumbled bitterly.

"I'm sorry Santana, did say something? I can't hear you over the cool, refreshing air conditioning" Quinn smirked from the passenger seat.

"Bitch."

"Maybe you two wouldn't be so hot if you weren't practically sitting on top of each other" chastised Rachel.

"But your car is tiny Rachel! If you were a transformer you'd totally be this car" Brittany giggled as she mused over the idea.

"Plus we have all your shit in the back with us so we're even more cramped" Santana complained.

"So we really have no choice but to sit close to each other" Brittany said simply. Truthfully, it could be a million degrees and the blonde would still want to sit close to the Latina.

"All I'm saying is that if you two sit any closer to each other then you're practically going to be sitting on each other's faces" Rachel said innocently as she drove up the rocky path.

Quinn bit her cheek to stop herself from laughing while Santana's jaw dropped as her face turned a deep shade of pink.

"Now that wouldn't be a bad idea" Brittany husked quietly in Santana's ear so only the blushing Latina could hear.

After a long and bickering hour and half the girls arrived late to their destination on the mountain where they had planned to camp and the sun was just setting over Lima.

"Finally! You've arrived" Sam called to the four girls who were getting out of Rachel's gold mini that the small girl had parked awkwardly on the side of the bumpy road.

"Blame this one" Santana moaned and gestured to the tiny brunette next to her as they walked towards the rest of the teenagers. "She got lost and we ended up on the other side of the mountain."

"I knew where I was going! I just took the long way" an embarrassed Rachel protested.

"Face it, you got us lost Hobbit."

"Come on guys' chill out" Puck slung his arms around the two brunettes. "Beer?" He nodded in the direction of the crate of Heineken beer that he had stacked by a nearby tree.

Quinn frowned at the mohawked boy, "have we got anything else?"

"Okay Miss Picky, go and see what Mercedes has. I'm sure she's raided her brother's stash."

The shorter blonde scoffed and walked to where Mercedes sat with Kurt and Tina by one of the tents and Puck followed after her like a lost puppy.

"Shouldn't we put our tent up first?" Brittany wondered as she looked around. They were camping on the flattest part of the mountain but it was still high enough up to overlook the small town of Lima. There were already four tents of different shapes and sizes scattered around the area in which they were spending the night at. There were also a few odd shaped logs around what looked like a camp fire in the middle of the area which were occupied by some of the teenagers. It reminded Brittany of the horror movies that always include something in the forest trying to kill the campers.

"Of course! Finn!" Rachel called for her boyfriend who sat on one of the logs while he drank a bottle of beer with Sam who had placed his iPod into his portable docking station and played relaxing but uplifting music throughout the area.

"Why do we need Finn?" Brittany asked.

"Because none of us can put a tent up, we all tried and failed last year" Santana said flatly.

"I can put a tent up" the tallest girl quipped.

Rachel's eyebrow creased, "you've put up a tent before?"

"Yeah my dad used to take me and my brother camping all the time when we were younger."

Santana smiled at the blonde, "that's sweet."

"It's surprisingly easy to put up a tent" Brittany shrugged. "I'll show you San" she clasped the Latina's pinky with her own and they walked back to Rachel's car. They opened the back doors and fumbled through the bags until they found the ones with the tent in.

They settled on a place that wasn't too far away to raise suspicions but wasn't too close to the main area either where the entire group had huddled at to set up their tent. Santana frowned at the instructions, none of it made sense.

She looked up and her eyes widened when she saw that within the span of ten minutes Brittany had already halfway assembled the tent.

"I think I'll leave it to the professionals" Santana said as she threw away the instructions and watched Brittany in a mixture of awe and arousal. The blonde was wearing a floral bralet which showed how her abs contorted every time she moved and a tiny pair of shorts which made her pale toned legs look like they went on forever. Brittany was easily the most attractive girl the Latina had met.

Santana wasn't sure how long she had stared at the blonde for as it was only when Brittany spoke she broke out of her thoughts.

"And I'm finished" Brittany grinned proudly and placed her hands on her hips.

Santana looked between the fully assembled tent and the blonde, "you never fail to surprise me."

Brittany's smile grew wider, "good because now it won't shock you when I admit that I organised a funeral for my hamster when I was eight."

Santana giggled at the blonde, "you're cute Britt. Come on; let's get the first pick of the blankets and pillows for our tent."

The pair walked back to Rachel's car and chose the fluffiest pillows and the comfiest blankets for their tent, some of which didn't even belong to the two girls. They stuffed the tent with the soft objects and Brittany mused that the inside felt like a giant marshmallow.

The blonde raised an eyebrow when they stood outside the tent once they had finished, "so this is our tent?"

Santana nodded but began to panic when she saw the blank expression on Brittany's face. "Yeah I thought-.."

Brittany broke out into a smile and nudged the Latina playfully. "I'm just messing with you San, of course we're sharing a tent."

"Well how else were we going to have sex?" Santana challenged with a smirk.

"You're like a...sexpot" Brittany murmured as she took a step closer to the Latina.

Santana looked up into the taller girl's piercing eyes, "when I'm around you it's hard not to be." She paused for a moment and licked her lips, "you're just so hot."

"I like how we're both honest with each other now" Brittany said throatily as she gazed at the Latina's features.

"Me too Britt, it should have always been like this" Santana replied truthfully. That was her biggest regret in life so far, everything would have just been easier if they had been honest with each other from the beginning.

Brittany smirked and leaned down and pushed Santana's hair behind her ear. "Since we're being so honest with each other now, I'm going to tell you that I got myself off in the shower before school thinking about what happened this morning."

Santana felt her mouth go dry at the blonde's bold confession as she eyed the girl who stood dangerously close to her. "Brittany! You-You..were the one who stopped us! What are-..Why?" The brunette became incapable of forming complete sentences and a violent blush crept across her tanned cheeks.

"Too honest?"

Santana shook her head, speechless.

Brittany ran her tongue over her bottom lip as she looked down at the Latina, "good because I much prefer the real thing."

Santana took a moment to see if anybody was around but everybody was too busy drinking, laughing and listening to music on the logs to pay attention to the two girls. "Inside" Santana hushed and grabbed Brittany's wrist and hastily zipped open the tent and pulled her inside with her.

The blonde had just finished zipping the tent up when Santana lunged herself at the girl with such force that Brittany had lost her balance and fell onto the soft blankets that coated the floor of the tent. Santana crashed her lips onto Brittany's thin ones as she dipped her tongue into Brittany's mouth and fought playfully with hers.

Brittany felt as if her heart was about to explode out of her chest. She could taste Santana's cherry lip gloss and smell her vanilla body wash. Everything was Santana. The blonde smiled into the kiss as she brought one of her hands to the Latina's face and cupped her cheek while the other bunched the purple material of the brunette's tank top and sucked her bottom lip.

Santana slid her hand up Brittany's shorts and over the material of the blonde's underwear and cupped the blonde between her legs. She smirked into the heated kiss when she felt Brittany's wetness through her underwear and the Latina began to tease the blonde as she rubbed the girl's clit through the material.

"Fuck..San" Brittany moaned as her eyes rolled back in pleasure.

The pair momentarily forgot that they were on a mountain in a tent with a group of their peers less than thirteen metres away from them. All that mattered was each other.

"Such a t-tease" Brittany repeated what the brunette had said this morning when the roles had been reversed.

The brunette continued the quick, circular motions through the material while she placed sloppy kisses from the blonde's collarbone to her earlobe and eventually sucked on the blonde's pulse point.

Brittany couldn't take much more of Santana's teasing and took the Latina's hand and slid it in her underwear so Santana cupped the blonde's bare centre.

"N-no teasing" Brittany mumbled firmly before she collided her lips with Santana's pouty ones.

Santana grinned into the kiss as she slid one finger into the blonde and began a curling motion.

"Brittany! Santana!"

Santana froze instantly much to the blonde's disapproval. "Why did you stop?" Brittany whined, she had been oblivious to somebody calling their names.

"Somebody's calling us Britt" Santana muttered and looked down at the flushed blonde.

"I don't care, you're still in me so fuck me" Brittany moaned as she began to grind down onto Santana's hand and build up the friction again.

After much internal debate Santana removed her fingers and wiped them on her bare thigh. "I'm sorry Britt. We can't. Somebody's-.."

"Brittany!? Santana!"

This time the voice was louder and closer and Brittany heard it too. The two stayed frozen as they silently prayed for the person to go away but it didn't happen.

"Girls, I know you're in there. Come out."

The two girls instantly recognised the voice this time; it was Quinn and judging by how loud it was she was right outside the tent.

"Fuck sake" Santana cussed and hung her head while Brittany pouted.

The two shuffled across the tent and unzipped the tent flap to exit.

A look of amusement spread across Quinn's features as the teenagers emerged from the tent. She looked at their flushed faces, swollen lips, messy hair and crumpled clothes and hid the urge to roll her eyes, way to be subtle.

"What do you want Fabray?" Santana asked irritably.

"We need to get wood for the fire" Quinn said simply and acted as if she hadn't noticed anything about the two girls.

"Seriously? That's it?!" Brittany demanded. She was annoyed that Quinn had interrupted her orgasm to go and collect fire wood.

Quinn fought a smirk and nodded her head. "Come on then."

The two teenagers followed their friend as they shared shy, knowing smiles in silence. It was the shortest blonde who finally broke that silence. "Santana?"

"What?" Santana asked as she bent down to pick up some sticks.

The blonde turned around to face her oldest friend, "you might want to sort your hair out, it screams sex hair."

Santana felt her face burn and Quinn smirked between her and the other blonde.

"And Brittany?"

"Yeah?"

"There are no cold showers out here."

Five hours later and the teenagers sat around the scorching camp fire on Raidown Mountain and some of the group were more buzzed than others. The smell of pine, alcohol and smoke from the fire filled the air and the fairy lights that Rachel had convinced Finn to hang up in the surrounding trees twinkled in the darkness.

"And that's what happened to the girl in the red coat" Rachel stated darkly as she finished her scary story and looked at the rest of the group with menacing eyes.

The teenagers sat in a horrified silence while they gawked at the small girl. None of them would have dreamed that the tiny brunette would have such a sinister mind.

"Shit, you took that to the next level Berry" Santana mumbled under her breath and edged closer to Brittany who sat next to her on the log.

"I have Goosebumps" shivered Brittany.

"Let's do something to lighten the mood, I feel down now."

Kurt rolled his eyes at his boyfriend, "probably all the beer you're drinking."

"I could get my guitar out again and we could sing?"

"No" Quinn groaned. "I'll feel like I'm back at Christian Camp."

"We could have a camp fire sing-a-long?"

"No way in Hell Hobbit" the Latina scoffed.

"Spin The Bottle?" Finn asked.

"We're not 12."

"Never Have I Ever?"

"Again not 12" repeated Mercedes.

"Truth or Dare?"

"That always turns sexual."

A smug grin broke out on Puck's face, "exactly."

"How about we swap phones with each other and we get to text one person whatever we want from said person's phone?" Mike proposed.

The teenagers muttered among themselves in agreement and swapped their phones and began to text.

The Latina smirked as she scrolled through Finn's contacts and gave herself an imaginary pat on the back when she began to type the text message out to the tall boy's mother.

"Who wants to go first?"

Brittany grinned mischievously and chuckled at the boy on the opposite side of the fire. "I text Mike's dad and said I got a B in my Biology final."

Mike's face turned paler as his jaw gaped open, "he's going to kill me."

"I text I'm actually straight and in love with Mercedes Jones to Kurt's dad" Mercedes laughed hysterically.

"Ha!" Kurt snorted and joined in with the girl's laughter, "he'll never believe that." He paused for a moment to compose himself and then moved his focus on to Brittany. "I sent how do I get rid of thrush? To Brittany's brother."

The teenagers broke into a loud drunken laughter and Santana regretted taking a sip of beer when she almost choked on it when Kurt revealed what he had text.
Brittany was the only person who wasn't laughing and her nose scrunched up in confusion. "Why would I want to get rid of a bird? I love animals. That's mean Kurt."

Santana edged closer to the blonde and gave her knee a quick comforting squeeze and made a mental note to explain to the blonde that Kurt wasn't actually talking about animals at a later date.

"Anyway" Santana began and cleared her throat. "I text Help, Rachel's pregnant and I'm the father to Frankenteen's mom."

Finn audibly gulped and looked at the Latina with frightened eyes, "why would you do that Santana?! I'm going to get disowned."

Rachel rolled her eyes and tutted at the other brunette, "so mature Santana. I sent I'm running away from home to join a nun commune to your mother by the way."

Santana swallowed a mouthful of beer and shrugged, "she probably wouldn't care much anyway. She'll just be pleased that I'm following a religion."

Brittany frowned at the sad undertones in the brunette's voice and reached out and intertwined Santana's pinky with hers. The blonde gave the Latina a small, shy smile which Santana mimicked and edged even closer to Brittany so that they were touching.

The action between the two girls didn't go unnoticed by Quinn; she smiled involuntarily at them before she scowled in Pucks direction. "I text Puck's sister and said I love your massive ass and your perky boobs, we should totally fuck in the tent later."

Puck almost dropped his beer bottle out of his hand from shock. "What the fuck Quinn?"

"It's only what you've told me all night but its different when somebody says it to your sister isn't it?" Quinn said bluntly. She had enough of the boy harassing her like that; it had been almost a year since they had broken up and it was getting downright creepy.

Puck opened his mouth to talk but he was cut off by Blaine, "everybody gets their phones back. Once again this game has gone too far."

The group of teenagers grumbled as they retrieved their phones and Santana swore under her breath when she saw a sticky thumbprint from Rachel's vegan marshmallows on her iPhone screen.

"Let's do something else" Tina suggested cheerfully.

"7 Minutes of Heaven?"

Puck smirked, "that could be interesting."

"Where exactly is heaven going to be Puck? Quinn scoffed, "we're on a mountain."

"Look around babe" the mohawked boy gestured to the surrounding area. "We're surrounded by tents."

"Tents! How classy" Quinn said dryly and glared at the boy. "And don't call me babe again" she added.

"Are we playing or not?" Santana said impatiently. She knew her oldest friend could be irritable when she was slightly drunk, especially if she was around Puck.

There was a cluster of "yeah's" and the teenagers stood up from the logs and moved away from the camp fire until they settled and sat in a circle on a patch of grass while Mike placed his empty beer bottle in the middle of the circle.

Sam reached forward and spun the bottle. The group held their breath as the bottle slowed down and landed on Tina, much to Mike's displeasure.

"It'll be strictly waist up" Sam promised and patted his friend on the shoulder.

"Yeah it better be" Mike muttered as he watched his girlfriend and Sam walk towards the nearest tent.

The game continued and the teenagers felt elated. All that could be heard on the mountain was the sound of lively chatter, cheering and laughter. The bottle had caused some ridiculous pairings such as Blaine and Mike, Mercedes and Finn and Kurt and Quinn which amused them all in different ways.

Quinn returned from her seven minutes with Kurt and took her seat in the circle. She leaned forward and spun the empty bottle.

Santana felt like her jaw could have hit the ground when the bottle stopped spinning and she followed the direction that it was facing and saw a panic struck Rachel at the other end.

"No way it doesn't count! Spin again" Quinn demanded. A pink blush had crept over her creamy cheeks and her eyes looked as if they could have bulged out of her skull.

"But it's part of the game" Brittany pouted.

Blaine tutted, "don't be a spoilsport."

"It's only seven minutes" Tina encouraged.

"Fine, come on then Berry" Quinn sighed angrily. "I doubt I'll remember it in the morning anyway."

The blonde pushed herself off the ground and stormed off to the tent with Rachel following closely behind.

"Fabgay and Gayberry strike again" Santana smirked and Quinn turned around and stuck her middle finger up at the Latina.

Puck watched hungrily as Rachel zipped up the tent flap after they had crawled in there. "Do you think they'll actually do anything?"

"I don't know, I doubt it" Santana said truthfully. She never thought that Quinn or Rachel would kiss but then again, she never thought that one day she would see Rachel's head between Quinns breasts but she had. She shuddered at the memory and blamed Rachel's train wreck of a house party and Puck's sick desire to see two women together.

"What did you do when you and Quinn were in there Kurt?"

"We just talked until our seven minutes were up. We didn't do anything physical" the pale boy clarified.

"Do you think they'll do anything physical?"

Finn shook his head confidently, "not Rachel. She's as straight as a board."

"Sure" Brittany scoffed.

"She's my girlfriend Brittany; I think I would know if she was gay!"

The blonde frowned at Finn and glared harshly at him. "There's no need to use that word like it's an insult Finn and besides she doesn't have to be gay to like girls, she could be bisexual, pansexual, etc."

"Rachel doesn't like girls that way" Finn repeated.

"And even if she did there'd be nothing wrong with it would there?" Brittany challenged in a tone of voice that was almost dangerous.

"No but...wait, what?" Finn asked dopily.

"Exactly" the blue-eyed girl nodded firmly.

"Don't listen to him Brittany, he's a bit...uneducated when it comes to stuff like this. You'd think living with his gay step brother would open his eyes a bit but nope" Kurt said and smiled at the blonde.

"Uh guys? I think I just saw the tent shake" Mercedes said slowly.

"It's probably just the wind."

"God what I'd give to be in there right now" Puck whined.

"You're such a pervert."

Brittany gasped, "it shook again!"

"I swear I heard noises."

"You're imagining things!" Finn chastised.

"Why wasn't I blessed with X-ray vision?"

"They're coming out!"

The teenagers watched with wide eyes as the tallest girl unzipped the flap and stepped out of the tent. They didn't take their eyes of Quinn and Rachel as they walked back to the circle. Brittany smirked to herself, they were trying to play it cool but their flushed faces told a whole other story.

"So did you do anything?" Puck asked as soon as the girls sat down.

"I don't kiss and tell" Rachel blushed and pretended to lock her lips.

The group erupted in gasps and giggles as they looked in bewilderment and amazement at the two girls.

"Oh my God you did!"

"You kissed Manhands!?" Santana demanded in a voice that was a mixture of horror, shock and amusement.

"It was part of the game" defended Quinn.

"Quinn you're missing a button on your shirt!"

The shorter blonde looked down and quickly covered her chest with her arms, "that was already gone Brittany."

"If somebody had told me two years ago that the HBIC would make out with the Hobbit I'd have laughed in their face and slushied them" Santana smirked.

"We were not making out Santana!"

"Then what were you doing?"

"Like Rachel said, I don't kiss and tell."

Santana raised an eyebrow and chuckled at her best friend as she took another sip of beer, "well whatever you were doing, you're in a better mood now."

Quinn rolled her hazel eyes and ignored her oldest friend and watched Rachel spin the bottle again.

The game went on and on and more alcohol was consumed while the pairings soon became even more ludicrous yet hilarious like Rachel and Kurt, Blaine and Puck and Mike and Brittany.

The blonde knelt on the ground when she returned from the tent with Mike and reached forward to spin the bottle. Brittany watched anxiously when it started slowing down and internally prayed for it to land on a certain brunette.

Mercedes.

Sam.

Quinn.

Santana.

The bottle had landed on Santana.

Brittany let out a breath she didn't realise she was holding in and looked up from the bottle and saw Santana trying to fight the wide grin that was threatening to take over her face and the blonde instantly smiled.

"Are you going to do it?" Sam asked as he gawked between the two girls.

"It's the rules" Santana shrugged as if it wasn't a big deal and stood up from the circle. Honestly, even if it wasn't the rules of the game the Latina still wanted to kiss Brittany. She always wanted to kiss Brittany.

The Latina began to walk towards the tent and heard Brittany follow hastily behind her. Santana quickly unzipped the tent and crawled inside; she wanted as much time as she possibly could alone with the blonde.

"Are we going to kiss?" Brittany asked after she had zipped the tent back up so they were safe from the onlooking teenagers outside.

"Why wouldn't we?" Santana asked as she stared into the darkness where she assumed Brittany was. They could barely see in the tent, everything was dark.

"Because everybody's going to be watching the tent and they don't know that you're a lesbian. Don't you think it would give it away if we start making out?"

Santana shook her head but then she remembered that Brittany couldn't see her. "Not really, I mean Rachel and Quinn clearly did some stuff and nobody is questioning their sexuality so I suppose a little making out won't hurt."

Brittany smiled and took a step forward and raised her hand to find the Latina's cheek as she began to trace the girls jaw line with her padded thumb. The blonde moved even closer and brushed her lips against Santana's full ones, "well in that case."

Their lips moved together in soft and slow but deliberate movements. Santana moved her hand up to the blonde's head and slid her hand into Brittany's blonde hair and used her spare hand to pull Brittany tighter into her.

The blonde pressed her body into Santana's and started to kiss the Latina harder as she began to suck on the Latina's bottom lip and smirked when she heard Santana moan into her mouth. Brittany slid her hands under the Latina's sweatshirt and caressed her sides before gripping her hips tight against her body.

Even though they were in complete darkness the Latina still felt like she could see Brittany's darkened eyes roaming her body lustfully. The brunette traced Brittany's lower lip with her tongue before she slid it in and explored the girl's mouth.

Santana lifted up her thigh and jammed it between Brittany's thighs and the blonde let out a soft moan. She grabbed the blonde's hips for easier access and wedged her thigh safely between Brittany as she started to slightly rock her thigh back and forth into the blonde's centre. The Latina grinned smugly when she felt Brittany's back arch as she sucked and nibbled on Santana's collarbone in an attempt to stay quiet while she grinded down on the Latina's thigh.

Santana pulled away from the blonde and panted, "I think we're over seven minutes Britt."

"No!" Brittany pouted when she felt Santana's thigh disappear from between her. "This is the second time tonight that you've got me all hot and stopped."

Santana moved towards the breathless blonde until she could physically feel the blonde panting. She stood on her tip toes and whispered in the blonde's ear. "I'll make it up to you Britt, I promise" and licked the shell of Brittany's ear before going down and nibbling her ear lobe.

Even in the darkness the blonde could practically see Santana looking at her with that ridiculously seductive smirk on her face, "tease."

Santana chuckled as she unzipped the tent and stepped outside with the blonde following behind her.

"Nice for you to join us" Quinn said as she watched her two friends sit down in the circle. She saw their dishevelled hair, pink faces and swollen lips and fought the urge to laugh at their subtly once again.

"You two totally got it on didn't you?" Puck smarmed.

"Maybe, maybe not" Brittany said with a mischievous glint in her eye.

"Tell us!" Mercedes begged. She loved knowing everything about everyone.

"In the words of Quinn and Rachel, we don't kiss and tell" Santana repeated smugly and the group of teenagers laughed at her response.

"We're going to call it a night guys" Kurt announced to the group as he helped his drunken boyfriend to his feet. The group said their goodbyes' and waved as the two of them left the circle and walked to their tent.

The rest of the teenagers moved back to the camp fire and sat on the logs and chatted together. There was such a warm, buzzing and chill atmosphere around everyone and it finally felt like summer had begun. As the hours went by and the sky grew darker, slowly one by one each of the teenagers left and went to their respective tent until it was just Brittany and Santana left sitting on the logs.

Santana looked around her to check that everybody had definitely gone to their tents before bringing a small bag out of her shorts pocket. "Hey Britt look what I found" she said and held up a bag of pot between her thumb and index finger.

Brittany's eyes widened when she saw what Santana was holding, "where did you get that?"

"It fell out of Puck's pocket when he got up to leave. It's totally legit because if it's one thing that Puck prides himself on is his ability to get good pot" Santana told her as she opened the bag.

The blonde glanced between the drugs and the Latina, "can we share?"

"Obviously Britts" Santana giggled.

The blonde watched as the Latina fumbled in the pocket of her sweatshirt for her lighter and watched Santana place the joint between her full lips. Brittany instinctively licked her own lips when Santana lit the tip and closed her eyes as she inhaled a mouthful of smoke.

The Latina opened her darkened eyes and looked at Brittany who hadn't taken her blue eyes off the shorter girl. Santana removed the joint from her mouth with her third finger and thumb and handed it to the blonde next to her. The brunette ran her tongue across her bottom lip as she watched Brittany blow the smoke back out into hoops. She was sure that Brittany smoking was one of the hottest things ever.

The pair spent a while passing the joint around. The blonde dangled her arm around the Latina while Santana slouched into her comfortably as they both began to feel the effects of the drug.

"Over there is Berry's nose" Santana giggled and pointed into the starry sky above them.

Brittany gasped in amazement as she looked into the sky, "oooh I can see a dog playing the violin!"

Santana grinned dopily as she took another drag, "do you see the woman with three boobs Britt?"

"That constitution up there looks like a horse's head."

Santana burst out laughing at the blonde, "what the hell is a constitution?"

"A pattern of stars."

The Latina turned her head to watch Brittany blow the thick smoke out of her thin lips and giggled, "that's a constellation Britt-Britt."

"Oh, did you know that the sun is actually just a green star?"

"Bullshit!"

Brittany shook her head, "no I'm being serious! The only reason it's not green to us is because the sun gives off wavelengths that our eyes can't see on their own so they blend together which creates the color of sun that we see."

"Alright stop showing off smart ass" Santana smirked and took another hit. The blonde really did have some random bits of information stored into her brain.

Brittany nudged the brunette playfully in the ribs and they fell into a peaceful silence for a few moments as they continued sharing the joint.

"It's so beautiful up here isn't it?" Santana mumbled after she exhaled.

Brittany nodded "yeah, I can't believe I haven't been up here until now."

"Everything's so clear up here."

The blonde began to laugh, "kind of an ironic thing to say with a joint in your hand San."

Santana hid her face in Brittany's neck and laughed with the blonde as she passed over the joint, "you know what I mean Britt."

"Yeah I do."

"Have you had a good night?" Santana asked curiously.

Brittany blew out perfect o's before answering, "it's been perfect apart from Quinn almost walking in on us."

"Ugh" Santana groaned. "I can't believe she interrupted us!"

"She totally knew what we were doing didn't she?"

The Latina nodded. There was no point denying it.

"Do you think she cares?" Brittany wondered and passed the joint back to Santana.

Santana felt the smoke fill her lungs while she took a moment to think, "no, I don't think she does."

The two girls fell in to another content and comfortable silence and all that could be heard was the crackling from the fire and the occasional gust of light wind. Santana smiled sloppily and rested her head on Brittany's shoulder when she finished the joint. "I liked you from the very moment I saw you Britts, have I ever told you that?"

Brittany beamed shyly at the brunette's sudden words and shook her head.

"Well I did" Santana said and adjusted her position on the log so that she faced the blonde. "I remember you were wearing this tight tank top that showed off your abs and I just knew...I knew that I had to talk to you."

The blonde mimicked the Latina's position and sat Indian style on the log and looked the Latina in the eyes. "And I'm so glad you did San because I didn't have the guts to talk to you first."

The Latina's eyebrow creased, she was taken aback by the blonde's confession. "What?"

"I saw you when you were in Mike's kitchen with Quinn. You had this incredible red dress which made your boobs look awesome" Brittany smiled coyly as the night replayed in her head. "You looked so beautiful."

Santana's mouth opened slightly, she had always thought that it had been her that spotted the blonde first not the other way around. "You saw me first! Why didn't you say anything to me when we were in the kitchen?"

Brittany ducked her head and placed her hands on the Latina's knees. "I was..intimidated by you Santana. I thought there was no way you could possibly be interested in me and when you actually defended me in front of Karofsky and started talking to me; I thought you were just..bored."

Santana was speechless; she had no idea that the blonde initially thought that about her. "But you were so confident! Especially when we were dancing!" The memory of how the two of them danced at the party invaded the Latina's mind; she remembered how Brittany moved, how fluid and flexible she was. Santana knew then that Brittany was one of the most talented dancers that she would ever meet.

"Dance is how I flirt with people" Brittany shrugged and ran her hands gently up Santana's thighs.

"Do I still intimidate you?" Santana bit her lip anxiously while she waited for the blonde to reply.

"No" Brittany replied instantly. "I learned who you really are and the real Santana is anything but intimidating."

Santana looked down at Brittany's wandering hands and then back up into her shimmering blue eyes, "the real Santana?"

"Yeah, the one who only a handful of people get to see" Brittany smiled softly as she traced the freckles on the Latina's thigh. "The warm, honest, loyal, caring girl with a fiery passion for music."

"Brittany" Santana mouthed almost inaudibly. A lump had grown in her throat at the blonde's honest words and the Latina felt touched by Brittany's statement. She would have never thought that Brittany saw her like that.

The Latina cleared her throat before continuing and met the twinkling catlike eyes that were already gazing proudly at her. "I feel like you can see right through me Brittany. Somehow you have the ability to break the walls that I've spent years building to keep others out but you..you just...see me and you always have done" Santana paused when she saw the blonde's nose slightly scrunch up. "Do you understand what I'm saying Britt?"

"No, not really" the blonde admitted apologetically.

"What I'm trying to say is that..I-I feel like I don't have to pretend in front of you. You have the ability to see me for me and you're happy with it" the Latina rambled. She had never been one for deep, serious and meaningful conversations.

A smile crept onto the blondes face, "of course I'm happy with you San! If you hadn't already noticed Santana Lopez is pretty awesome" Brittany said in a tone of voice that was both playful but serious.

"Do you remember when we were in your bedroom a few months ago and you asked me if I believed in soul mates and I told you I didn't believe in them?" Santana asked quietly as she fiddled with her hands nervously.

Brittany nodded; her eyes were still lost in Santana's.

Santana placed a delicate kiss on the blonde's warm cheek and whispered in her ear, "well I'm starting to."