It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas

[iwannabedirty]

Who: moretalented and iwannabedirty
When: Sunday afternoon, December 19 2010
Where: Brittany's house
What: Annual Christmas cookie baking
Rating: NC-17 for girl-on-girl sex

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Every year, when winter break came round, Santana and Brittany had their certain traditions. One of these traditions was baking. While Santana wasn't much of a baker, Brittany always seemed to enjoy it, but she did have a little trouble getting the recipes straight -- which was where Santana came in.

This year, they weren't on the best of terms. They were friends, even after Santana's freak-out during their duets challenge in Glee, but things still weren't quite the same. Santana liked to think they were getting better, but truthfully, Brittany spent a lot more time with Artie outside of school these days than she did Santana. Santana was hoping that winter break would be her chance to set things right and, if she was lucky, get Brittany to ditch Wheels and come back to her.

Wearing sweatpants and a long-sleeved shirt she wouldn't mind getting dirty, Santana made her way to Brittany's about ten minutes after the blonde called. She was excited and walked right into the Pierce house (after so many years, it was like a second home) when she arrived, calling out, "Britt!" as she moved into the living room to crash on the couch.

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[moretalented.livejournal.com]

Brittany frowned again, then shook her head. "No. I don't want to." She said honestly, searching Santana's eyes. "This is like, our time and I'm not calling him back." She shrugged her shoulders, reaching out to rub her hand over Santana's cheek. "This is totally more important."

[iwannabedirty]

Santana's heart squeezed and she nodded. "Okay, come help me roll the dough," she said, moving to take the bowl out of the refrigerator. She took out a spatula and started prying the dough out of the bowl. "Grab a rolling pin, B."

[moretalented.livejournal.com]

Brittany's frown turned into a big smile and she nodded, following Santana into the kitchen and pulling open a drawer that held the rolling pin. "I think I can do this part." She laughed, moving over next to the girl, watching as she pried the dough out of the bowl onto the wax paper on the counter.

[iwannabedirty]

Santana smiled softly and set the bowl aside when she was finished. "Go for it," she told Brittany, stepping out of the way. Still, she hovered nearby to make sure nothing went wrong.

[moretalented.livejournal.com]

Smiling proudly, Brittany stepped over in front of the dough, gripping the rolling pin tightly in both hands. Glancing over at Santana she grinned at the girl before turning back and focusing on her task. Carefully, and determined not to mess it up, she rolled it out flat and stepped back to look at her work. "See. Totally nailed it!"

[iwannabedirty]

Santana pressed a kiss to Brittany's shoulder. "Great job, baby," she said with a smile. She grabbed the cookie cutter and pressed one into the dough. "Let's start making shapes."

[moretalented.livejournal.com]

"I want the Santa one!" Brittany reached over, grabbing the Santa shaped cookie cutter. Pressing it into the dough, she felt a wave of excitement at their project. This was super fun! They worked together, using the cookie cutters until all the cookie dough was different Christmas shaped cookies. "They're gonna be super good. How long do they have to cook before we can eat them?"

[iwannabedirty]

"Only twenty minutes," Santana reminded her, starting to lay the shapes out on a cookie tray. She gazed at Brittany fondly for a moment, watching her cut shapes. When she'd run out of room, Santana spoke up, "Ball it up and re-roll."

[moretalented.livejournal.com]

"Twenty minutes." Brittany repeated, mostly to herself. Something she would probably forget by the time twenty minutes actually passed. Luckily she had Santana to remind her and to watch the clock. Balling up the dough, she laid it back down on the wax paper and started rolling it out again. Once it was flat, she laid the rolling pin back down and grabbed a cookie cutter and started making shapes again. This was the best part.

[iwannabedirty]

Santana knew, even after Brittany repeated the time, that she wouldn't remember. Luckily, Santana knew how to set the timer on the oven and would get it going when they put the cookie sheet in the oven. "I can fit a few more on the tray. Gimme a few reindeer." Most of the cookies on the tree were currently Santas. Brittany seemed to have gotten stuck on that particular cutter, unsurprisingly.

[moretalented.livejournal.com]

"Santa totally needs reindeer!" Brittany said, with a big smile as she reached for a few of them, carefully putting them on the cookie sheet. "There's only 7 though." She frowned, realizing she'd made mostly only Santas. "There should be 9. Can we put a red nose on one for Rudolph?"

[iwannabedirty]

Santana smiled softly and reached into her sweatpants pocket, pulling out a container of little circular red jimmies. "Does this work?" she asked. "And we still have sprinkles, don't forget!"

[moretalented.livejournal.com]

Clapping her hands, Brittany's face lit up with a huge smile. "That totally works! You remembered!" She hugged Santana and pulled back, giving her a kiss. "Sprinkles are totally the best part."

[iwannabedirty]

Santana smiled, loving how happy this made Brittany. She handed over the sprinkles. "Go to town, babe."

[moretalented.livejournal.com]

Taking the sprinkles from Santana's hand, she gave her one last big grin before she started shaking the container over the cookies, covering each one of them with what was probably way too many sprinkles. But that was how she liked it. It was perfect that way. The more sprinkles the better. "Done! Now they can go in the oven." She turned to face the girl again, giving her an expectant look. "This is going to be so amazing. We make an awesome team!"

[iwannabedirty]

Santana immediately grabbed the tray and stuck it in the oven, programming the oven timer for twenty minutes. Turning back to Brittany, she stuck out her pinky. "We always have been an awesome team." She met blue eyes. "And always will. Right?"

[moretalented.livejournal.com]

Brittany smiled, linking her own pinky with Santana, something they always did. "Always." She replied with a nod of agreement.

[iwannabedirty]

Santana squeezed Brittany's pinky tightly and tugged her back into the living room and onto the couch. "Let's relax while we wait." Rudolph was still playing, but it was almost over. Dropping Brittany's pinky, she opened her arms to the other girl instead.

[moretalented.livejournal.com]

Brittany let Santana pull her into the living room by their pinkies, smiling the whole way. As Santana held out her arms, Brittany didn't think twice before folding herself into them. She wondered if they were going to make out again. It had been really hot and she kind of wanted to do it again.

[iwannabedirty]

Santana tried to behave herself, reminding herself that Brittany was with Artie and she really shouldn't be kissing her, just holding Brittany close. But her body was already reacting to Brittany against her, and her resistance quickly collapsed. Forget Rudolph and Wheels and just snuggling, she wanted Brittany's lips on hers. Gently, she coaxed Brittany back on top of her and gave her the first kiss, to start things off.

[moretalented.livejournal.com]

Without hesitation, Brittany allowed herself to be pulled back into Santana's lap. It was seriously as if the girl had read her mind. As soon as she was there, Santana's lips were on hers again and Brittany didn't fight it. She never could when it came to the brunette. It didn't matter that she was dating someone else or that she really liked Artie. Santana was the one who she truly belonged to and always had. She would deal with the consequences of everything later. Her arms came up, hands again tangling in raven locks as she deepened the kiss.

[iwannabedirty]

Santana slid her tongue into Brittany's mouth, tracing along the backs of her teeth, the inside of her cheeks. Yes, this was familiar territory and everything inside of her screamed, 'MINE!' Brittany was the first person she'd ever kissed, the first (and only) person to ever truly capture her heart. She'd never cared about a person as much as she did Brittany -- even her family knew that, when necessary, Brittany came before them. Santana had made it her job to watch out for Brittany, and even with her gay freak out and their subsequent fight, she'd still been trying to do just that.

Grabbing Brittany's ass, she pulled the blonde tight against her, pressing up in just the right spot. She wanted Brittany, so badly, and she knew by the end of the night, she'd have her and Wheels would be history. Or so she hoped.

[moretalented.livejournal.com]

Brittany smiled against Santana's lips as her tongue pressed into her mouth. She did the same, massaging the other girl's tongue with her own. The kiss was intense, it was almost like Santana was reclaiming what was already hers to begin with. Brittany didn't quite understand that, but she wasn't about to stop it either. Her heart was racing in her chest and her body was reacting to everything the other girl was doing. A moan passed the blonde's lips, swallowed by Santana as the Latina grabbed her ass, jerking her closer. It hit just the right spot and if Brittany wasn't already turned on before, she definitely was now.

[iwannabedirty]

Santana smirked into Brittany's mouth when she moaned, proud of herself for bring that out. She slid her hands under the waistband of Brittany's sweatpants, squeezing her ass more firmly and kissing her a little harder.

[moretalented.livejournal.com]

Goosebumps rose all over Brittany's skin when she felt Santana's hands slip beneath the waistband of her pants, squeezing as her kiss got harder. Another moan escaped her and she tightened her grip in the brunette's hair, holding her there as they kissed desperately. Pulling away from the kiss, Brittany met Santana's eyes, giving her a devious smirk before leaning down to kiss her neck, pushing her back against the couch as her lips wandered over the hollows of her throat. Hands fell from her hair and moved down to rub up and down her arms as she licked and nipped at the skin of her throat.