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storypaint) wrote2009-12-20 07:25 pm
storypaint) wrote2009-12-20 07:25 pm
Sticky (Brittany/Santana)
Title: Sticky
Fandom: Glee
Length: 424 words
Prompt: Glee Fic!Battle: Brittany/Santana, Brittany gets gum in her hair, Any
Pairing: Brittany/Santana; past Puck/Santana mentioned
Other: PG for implications
Excerpt: "Not here!" Santana hissed. She glanced around as if she expected someone to materialize with their face pressed to the car window, inexplicably interested in the two cheerleaders in the back of Santana's Nissan.
The first time that Brittany kissed Santana, it was a thank you. She'd always half-wondered why Miss Sylvester was so insistent on no gum at practice, but now she knew why. It was really hard to get out of a ponytail.
"Hold still," Santana said impatiently, her hands careful in Brittany's hair. She smelled like peanut butter, which is what she was using on this mess, and Brittany loved peanut butter.
Santana leaned back, finally, pulling the glob of gum free and wrapping it in Kleenex. Her nose was wrinkled in disgust, but she still checked to make sure it was all gone, brushing her fingers through and separating the strands.
When she was satisfied, she popped a finger in her mouth and sucked, absently at the remaining peanut butter. But then she seemed to realize what she was doing and made a disgusted face again. Brittany giggled, and then leaned forward enough to kiss the other girl on the cheek.
Santana moved her head in surprise and their lips met.
"You taste like peanut butter," Brittany said dreamily.
"Not here!" Santana hissed. She glanced around as if she expected someone to materialize with their face pressed to the car window, inexplicably interested in the two cheerleaders in the back of Santana's Nissan. The parking lot of the corner store, where they'd bought the peanut butter, was deserted. Brittany licked her lips and Santana made a swift decision. It had been almost three days since she'd broken up with Puck, and even if he was a stupid kid with a terrible credit score, he hadn't been bad at satisfying her. Teaching Brittany to do it wouldn't be too hard, right? After all, she had the same parts. And Brittany wouldn't "forget" condoms, either.
"We can go to my house," she said. Her parents wouldn't be home until six or seven, and there was no point in going back to practice. Sue would yell regardless.
"Okay," Brittany said, smiling. They climbed back into the front seat and Santana drove in thoughtful silence. The smell of peanut butter still hung heavily in the air, because they hadn't gotten all of it out of Brittany's hair.
Brittany reached for her hand on the gearshift, and rested hers on top of it. Santana let her.
In fact, when she parked, she moved to squeeze Brittany's hand a little. It made the blonde girl smile again. She followed Santana to her bedroom.
She did so enjoy tasting things, after all.
Fandom: Glee
Length: 424 words
Prompt: Glee Fic!Battle: Brittany/Santana, Brittany gets gum in her hair, Any
Pairing: Brittany/Santana; past Puck/Santana mentioned
Other: PG for implications
Excerpt: "Not here!" Santana hissed. She glanced around as if she expected someone to materialize with their face pressed to the car window, inexplicably interested in the two cheerleaders in the back of Santana's Nissan.
The first time that Brittany kissed Santana, it was a thank you. She'd always half-wondered why Miss Sylvester was so insistent on no gum at practice, but now she knew why. It was really hard to get out of a ponytail.
"Hold still," Santana said impatiently, her hands careful in Brittany's hair. She smelled like peanut butter, which is what she was using on this mess, and Brittany loved peanut butter.
Santana leaned back, finally, pulling the glob of gum free and wrapping it in Kleenex. Her nose was wrinkled in disgust, but she still checked to make sure it was all gone, brushing her fingers through and separating the strands.
When she was satisfied, she popped a finger in her mouth and sucked, absently at the remaining peanut butter. But then she seemed to realize what she was doing and made a disgusted face again. Brittany giggled, and then leaned forward enough to kiss the other girl on the cheek.
Santana moved her head in surprise and their lips met.
"You taste like peanut butter," Brittany said dreamily.
"Not here!" Santana hissed. She glanced around as if she expected someone to materialize with their face pressed to the car window, inexplicably interested in the two cheerleaders in the back of Santana's Nissan. The parking lot of the corner store, where they'd bought the peanut butter, was deserted. Brittany licked her lips and Santana made a swift decision. It had been almost three days since she'd broken up with Puck, and even if he was a stupid kid with a terrible credit score, he hadn't been bad at satisfying her. Teaching Brittany to do it wouldn't be too hard, right? After all, she had the same parts. And Brittany wouldn't "forget" condoms, either.
"We can go to my house," she said. Her parents wouldn't be home until six or seven, and there was no point in going back to practice. Sue would yell regardless.
"Okay," Brittany said, smiling. They climbed back into the front seat and Santana drove in thoughtful silence. The smell of peanut butter still hung heavily in the air, because they hadn't gotten all of it out of Brittany's hair.
Brittany reached for her hand on the gearshift, and rested hers on top of it. Santana let her.
In fact, when she parked, she moved to squeeze Brittany's hand a little. It made the blonde girl smile again. She followed Santana to her bedroom.
She did so enjoy tasting things, after all.
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I think you've really kept Santana's manipulating personality intact.
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