Hey gays and girls and dinosaurs!

Long time, no seen! My dad decided to put me in a house in the middle of nowhere over the weekend. With no internet! I mean, who does that to their own child! Unbelievable...

Anyways.. Enjoy!

We were sitting in the now closed coffee shop. Rachel sat on the counter while Quinn stood behind it, showing her how to manage the register.

It had been almost a week since I had last seen Santana... when she had asked me to be her girlfriend. A smile grew fast across my lips at the memory. I remembered how her nose scrunched up in that cute way when she was being shy. Her lips ghosting my skin after I told her yes. The burning in my stomach that wanted her more than anything. Her lips on my lips, her tongue sweeping my lower lip, begging for entrance.

I felt myself shudder at the memory, in a good way. A very very good way...

I snapped out of my trail of thoughts, shaking my head to get back to reality. Quinn and Rachel could not see me drooling like that. They'd know something's up,

but little did I have to worry about them noticing anything...

Rachel kept humming and leaning over to tap the buttons, asking what to press and when. By the way her fingers lingered a little too long on Quinn's forearm whenever she whispered something in her ear, it didn't seem to matter what she would answer her. Quinn didn't seem to mind as she let her eyes roam her girlfriend's body while she kept telling her what buttons to press.

I sighed and sat back in my chair, eying the two suspiciously. Rachel had convinced me to join them at Quinn's café since we were going to have some "all girls gossip time." It had turned out more as "Quinn and Rachel sexy times."

My phone buzzed in my pocket. Thank god for that. I pulled it out and opened the new text message.

Hey babe, just wondering what you're doing? Miss you... San

I could feel the corners of my lips turn upwards by reflex and my cheeks turning hot. My heart hadn't gotten used to the cute names Santana called me yet. It hammered so fast every time she said them.

My fingers grazed quickly over the phone as I typed out an answer.

Hi baby! Sitting in Quinn's café. Q and R are having sexy times so I'm really bored. I miss you more... xoxo Britts

"Who you texting?"

My eyes snapped up to Rachel as I stuffed my phone back into my pocket.

"You're smiling like a little kid who just got the biggest ice cream ever created in this entire universe."

Rachel gave me a pointed look and I could feel my cheeks turning even brighter.

"Tell Santana I said hi." Quinn smiled at me before putting all the money back into the cashier.

"Sure." I said and started to pull out my phone again.

Wait a second...

"How did you know it was Santana?" I questioned, staring at Quinn. Maybe she was psychic...

"Oh please, she's the only one who gets you to smile that big." she answered casually and I swear my cheeks were on fire by now.

"Hey, why don't you ask her to come with us to dinner tomorrow night? We promise not to make out in front of you. Even though I know you like it" Rachel winked while pointing her finger at me and I couldn't help but frown.

Actually I always looked away when they kissed, it was kind of gross. Don't get me wrong, they are both beautiful and all, but it was just something about watching them make out that didn't really... occur to me.

"Right, ehm. Just ask Santana to come with us, that way you don't have to feel like the third wheel." Quinn smiled genuinely.

When did they even decide to have dinner tomorrow by the way and assuming I was coming with them?

"It'll be like a double date!" Rachel laughed loudly, finding the statement very funny.

I gulped.

Rachel saw my nervous expression so she quickly stopped laughing. Her glinting eyes got replaced by a confused look. "I mean, it's not a double date since you two are not dating!" Rachel exclaimed and the knot in my throat only grew bigger. "You're not, right?" I felt my cheeks grow impossibly hotter. Quinn nudged her shoulder against Rachel's and gave her girlfriend an adoring look. "Anyway," Rachel said and brushed her hair behind her ears, "Just ask her to come so we can go out and have some fun, all four of us!"

Quinn and Rachel were smiling extremely big at me and I couldn't resist their pleading looks.

I cleared my throat and sat up straight.

"Okay, I'll ask her."

Xxxxxxxxxxx

"Britt! Are you ready?" Rachel came into the bathroom with her keys spinning around her finger, waiting impatiently for me to finish my make-up. "Brittany, we're supposed to be there in five minutes!" I tried to fasten my movements, but the lipstick just smeared out even more than it already was. I sighed, put the lipstick down and took some paper to get the red color off my face.

"Let me help you." Rachel said a little softer, reaching for the lid on the bathroom counter. I looked at her through my lashes while she put her finger on my chin to tilt my head up. "Look at me so I can put this on." she said and I met her gaze.

"I just want to look especially pretty tonight." I sighed. Rachel stopped her movements on my lips for a second to look into my eyes.

"Why especially for tonight?" she asked with a frown.

I gulped. Not able to tell her the real reason. It was because I wanted to see Santana's jaw drop when I walked in. I wanted her to not be able to tear her gaze away from me. I wanted to give her a reason to lean in and whisper in my ear that I looked beautiful tonight.

She said yes when I asked her about this 'date'. It made me both happy and extremely nervous. This wasn't a "date" date right? I mean, we're girlfriends, but we haven't been on a real date yet. I wanted our first date to be special, something to remember forever. Tonight wasn't special enough. I wanted it to be perfect and just the two of us, but tonight still mattered. I still needed to look pretty so that Santana would want to go out on a real special date with me later.

"I don't know... I just want to look good, no specific reasons." I said dismissively and Rachel smiled before putting the lipstick down and patting me on my arm.

"Okay well, all done. We're ready to go!" She clapped her hands together and gave me a wide grin.

Xxxxxxxxxxxxxx

Quinn and Santana stood inside the restaurant when Rachel and I exited the cab. I could see them through the car window and my heart started to pick up its pace. Rachel just locked her arm through mine and started walking towards the entrance.

"Are you nervous? You seem so tense!" Rachel said and looked at me. I just shrugged and gave her a smile to reassure her that I was fine. "I mean why would you be nervous? You're not the one who has to impress her girlfriend right now. Maybe Quinn won't like my dress." Rachel pouted.

I gulped for what felt like the 100th time in only the last 24 hours.

"Heeey!" Quinn greeted us when we walked through the door to 'Breadstix'.

"Baby, you look smookin." Quinn whispered to Rachel who blushed before pecking her girlfriend on the cheek. I turned my head and met a pair of delicious chocolate colored eyes. My breath hitched in my throat and it was suddenly really hard to breathe properly.

I trailed my eyes down her body, taking in as much as I could muster. Those dark brown locks falling down her face. That tanned silky neck and her bare shoulders. The dress was strapless and my heart was having the worst kind of epilepsy. I trailed my eyes all the way down to her feet and then up again to meet her intense gaze. We were suddenly much closer. I didn't know if I was the one who had moved closer or if it was her.

Her eyes were glued to my lips and it took everything not to lean forward and swallow her bottom lip with my lips.

"Hi" I said quiet, not trusting my voice at the moment.

"Hey" she replied, but her gaze remained on my lips. Slowly she trailed her eyes up to meet my gaze and the most amazing smile spread across her face. "You look beautiful."

My mouth went dry. My heart fluttered and everything in that moment just swelled over and I had to pinch my lips together not to let all those emotions fly free.

Someone cleared their throat right behind my ear. I snapped my eyes from Santana and looked behind me to see Quinn and Rachel standing there with quirked eyebrows. I turned back to Santana again. She was blushing and her hands were absentmindedly searching in her purse for something.

"Soo... Shall we?" Quinn guided us towards a booth in the corner of the restaurant. I sat down on one side and Santana shuffled in next to me. I smiled at her and she returned it before she looked over at the other two who sat on the other side of the table.

"What are you guys gonna order?" She asked curiously before picking up one of two menus from the table.

Two guys in their early twenties came out from behind a closed door with four glasses in their hands and a bottle of red wine. They put everything down on our table before starting to pour us our drinks.

Quinn smiled genuinely as they went back behind the bar.

Rachel put her purse down right next to her and flashed a smile towards Santana. "Well, I have already decided! When I was a little girl, I used to come here all the time. My dads and I had this little tradition where we would come here every Friday to have a meal together. My dads were very excited about coming here and sometimes we even started to sing in front of everyone. They appreciated it very much actually. Fridays were my favorite day because of that and I always ordered the pasta with mushrooms. So that's what I'm gonna order now too. The pasta with mushrooms."

Santana widened her eyes and just stared at Rachel. Quinn smiled adoringly and I couldn't help, but giggle a little at Santana's face. She wasn't used to Rachel's blabbering like I was.

"Oh-kaay." Santana said slowly and pulled her menu up in front of her face.

This was actually a great idea. I didn't think this 'double date' was going to work, since well... last time I was on a double date, everything went wrong. But maybe the four of us would be great friends and have like sleepovers all the time! Like they have in every teen movie! I had to tell the others about my ideas later, after dinner.

I looked at Santana behind the big book with all kinds of delicious food. Her eyes were searching up and down the page for something to eat. I leaned forward, trying to see over her shoulder since there was no other free menu on the table.

Santana turned the menu away from my face slowly, making me lean even more into her. Looking up at her face, I could see a smirk plastered across her lips.

"Rude." I whispered as she just giggled before turning it so I could see again.

As I raked my eyes over the options, I could sense how she was staring at me not even trying to hide her leering.

I kept my eyes on the paper, but found it really hard to see what I was reading.

"Britt, have you decided?" Quinn asked as she placed their menu down on the table. I snapped out of my daze and focused my eyes on the letters.

"Yeah, Chicken." I took the first thing at the top of the page.

"Good choice." I heard Santana say next to me and I quirked an eye brow at her as she gave me a crocked smile.

My chest fluttered when our eyes met. Those chocolate orbs that I could melt into so easily. I never wanted to look away, but Rachel was kicking me under the table so I had to break our staring contest.

"I'm talking to you!" Rachel pouted and I rolled my eyes, but couldn't help but smile when Quinn chuckled at her girlfriend. "Anyways," Rachel said and nodded towards me, "Do you remember when we went to see 'Wicked' and afterwards you told me you liked it?" I rolled my eyes once again, but nodded my head.

It was true. I actually enjoyed it, even if it was really hard to admit that to Rachel afterwards.

"See?" Rachel raised her hands and looked at Quinn. "She liked it, and so would you!" Quinn just shook her head with a wide smile.

"Really?" I turned my head sideways and saw how Santana was looking at me strangely.

"What?"

"You like that musical?"

I rolled my eyes for the third time that evening. "It was okay."

Santana eyed me suspiciously before taking a sip from her red wine.

"Maybe I'll take you to a musical someday..." I whispered while Santana took another sip. "... On a date."

Her hand flew to her mouth before she choked loudly. She placed the wine glass down on the table and covered her mouth with both hands. I started patting her back while she kept coughing.

"Oh my god Santana, are you okay?" Rachel asked from the other side of the table. She had been too engrossed in the conversation with Quinn to have noticed the reason why Santana choked.

I smirked. Santana coughed.

The waitress came walking towards our booth and stopped at the end of the table.

Santana brushed her finger under her eye and sat up straight in her seat.

"You ready to order?" She was old, probably around sixty and looked like she probably should have stopped working at least ten years ago. Her gray hair laid flat on her scalp and her tired eyes were barely even fully opened. It looked like she could have fallen asleep at that very moment.

Santana gave me a small smile and a wink.

"Two chickens for us." she said as she handed over the menu to the waitress.

I watched in awe. She had just choked on her wine and she still manages to be like that. She was just so sexy... and her dress this evening. It fit so perfectly. Everything about her right now was just so perfect. Actually, she was perfect every day. Not only was she the sweetest person to ever exist, she was hot too. So hot that I sometimes couldn't help, but stare at her. Sometimes I just felt the need to reach out and touch her cheek, graze my thumb over that deliciously shaped bottom lip...

"Earth to Brittany."

I shook my head quickly, feeling my cheeks getting hot as Santana eyed me curiously with the most adorable smile.

"Think you've got some drool... right there." Santana reached her hand out and grazed her thumbs against the corner of my mouth. I swatted her hand away playfully as my cheeks once again became impossibly hot.

Santana giggled and nodded her head towards the two across from us. I looked at them, and then rolled my eyes for the fourth time.

They were making out. Great. That's what happens when you go on a date with a couple who has just fallen in love, (who are officially a couple I mean). Because if Santana and I were official then I would be smooching those luscious lips right now too, in front of everyone's eyes. They would be so jealous of me because those lips were mine and only mine.

Santana poked me in the ribs.

"I needs to go to the rest room." she said and pointed with a finger to the toilets.

I panicked. "Don't leave me here with those love birds, please!"

Santana chuckled. "Then come with me." she flashed a smile and a wink before walking away.

I swear, that wink will be the death of me.

I flushed the toilet and walked out of the stall. Santana was standing in front of the mirror, putting on lip gloss. I went to stand next to her while I washed my hands under the tap, I couldn't help but look at her through the mirror.

Her eyes were focused on her lips and my eyes were also now focused on her lips. I wanted them so bad against my own right now.

Santana put the lid on her lip gloss and put it in her bag, fixing her hair quickly before turning her body to me.

Suddenly I was pressed against the sink with her body flushed against mine.

"What are you doi-"

Her lips crashed against mine and her tongue slid across my bottom lip, making me melt at the contact.

I was just going to pull my hands into her hair and push her into me when Santana broke away.

My face fell forward, trying to reattach our lips. She giggled before kissing my cheek and walking out of the bathroom.

I was left with the tingles still lingering on my lips and my lipstick a little smeared.

It took me five minutes to collect my thoughts and make me look as if nothing had happened.

Damn Santana for making me all hot and bothered and then leaving.

When I sat down in the booth again, our food was already on the table.

Rachel was in the middle of telling a story about a Broadway musical she'd been to. I placed my hand in Santana's lap under the table and gave her a stern look, as if to say 'not cool'.

Santana just smirked and gave me one of those amazingly deathly super winks that turned my whole insides upside-down.

We talked about Rachel's upcoming projects and she told us all about her 'Barbra Streisand operation', which Santana clarified for her that what she was doing was called 'pure stalking'.

Rachel, however, ignored Santana's comment and kept informing us that she was a very dedicated fan. Quinn and I just rolled our eyes playfully and shook out heads.

Dessert was now on the table since I kept begging for it. Rachel made a comment about how all the sweets I'm eating all the time will affect my body in an ugly way. I knew that she didn't mean it in a rude way, but it still hurt a little. She wasn't able to say so much about it though since Santana was shooting her death glares across the table. Santana even gave half of her crème brûlée to me and whispered in my ear that I could eat how much I wanted and I would still be drop dead gorgeous.

Rachel was poking me in the leg again and I looked up to meet her eyes.

"I was wondering if Quinn and I could be alone in our dorm tonight and maybe you can crash at Santana's or something?"

"Wanky!"

I looked at Santana who wore a smirk and couldn't help but chuckle.

Rachel and Quinn both rolled their eyes, but looked at us expectantly.

I looked to Santana who only shrugged.

"You can crash at my place Brit-Brit."

I smiled wide at the nickname and turned to the other two to confirm that I can crash at Santana's.

They had their eye brows arched and stared at Santana and I.

"Brit-Brit?" I looked at Rachel who had her arms crossed over her chest. "Whenever I call you that you scream and say that it's the worst nickname ever!"

It was true. The nick name wasn't that flattering, but anything that's coming out of the Latina's mouth sounded like golden syrup. Wait, golden syrup can't make sounds... Well I guess it sounded like golden syrup tastes! I smiled proudly to myself.

"Well, that's because it was you who said it." I didn't mean it to come out so bitchy, but it was true. I could hear how Santana tried to stifle a laugh next to me. Rachel pouted, but wiped it off as soon as she remembered my answer.

"Well then," she said clapping her hands together. "we better get going before it gets too late!" she gave Quinn a knowing look and Santana made a gagging sound next to me.

Next up: Brittany and Santana alone time, who knows what they're up to?

Also, good thing is that I've already written 1000 words on the next chapter, so HOPEFULLY it'll be up sooner, but I can't promise anything!

Anyways, have a great week and this glee episode is gonna be fenomenal! :D #BrittanaSexTape

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Thanks Bianca! :)