Santana leaned back against the armrest of the couch, her hands sliding down to cup Brittany's ass and coax the blonde on top of her. She'd missed how natural and right kissing Brittany felt. Kissing Puck was rough and sloppy and entirely for sexual purposes. Kissing Brittany didn't always lead to sex; she liked exploring the blonde's mouth, tasting her and just being this close to her.