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The first time Santana had kissed her girlfriend, Brittany S. Pierce had been after two months of causal making out and sex. It was after an intense day in bed that Brittany mumbled: "Do you wanna go out with me?"

Santana had grinned at her and quietly said: "Yes, of course."

Then they were kissing as girlfriends.

The first time Santana had kissed her fiancé, Brittany S. Pierce had been the day after they graduated from WMHS. It had taken a bit of tuition and a lot of extra credit assignments on Brittany's part, but they both graduated at the same time. Santana had taken Brittany to see the ducks one last time before they left Lima for LA. That was where Santana fell to one knee and pulled out the ring. Brittany had squee'd, not letting Santana actually ask the question before yelling her answer.

"Yes, yes, yes! Santana, yes!"

Brittany had pulled Santana to her feet and spun them around before gently kissing Santana.

"You're my fiancé. That's so cool."

The first time Santana had kissed her wife, Brittany S. Pierce had been a few minutes after the minister had said: "You may now kiss the bride."

Brittany had leant in, and past Santana's lips to her ear.

"Which one of us is the bride? We're both wearing dresses."

"We both are."

"Then who kisses who?"

"Who do you want to kiss who?"

Brittany giggled. "We sound like owls."

Santana smiled before pulling away and kissing Brittany.