Santana shuddered and moaned, hips raising the moment Brittany's tongue slipped into her folds. She fisted her hands in the sheets, her breathing shaky and very uneven. Her eyes rolled back into her head and she gritted her teeth together when Brittany's lips found her clit and a finger teased at her entrance. Puck never did this. Puck kissed her, took his sweet time on her breasts and shoved a finger inside her without any preamble before shoving himself inside her. Brittany worked to turn her on and make her feel good before going all the way, and God, Santana had missed that. "Briiiiiitt," she whimpered.