The contradiction in what she was hearing made Santana squirm even more. How could someone sound so innocent when she described something like that? Santana found it amazing and incredibly hot. She bit her bottom lip as she suppressed a groan. Shrugged at Brittney, she still pretended like she didn’t know. “Sorry,” she said trying her best to mimic Brittney’s vacant stare.
As the tension continued to build in the room, Santana felt a tiny pang of guilt. As much as she liked what was happening, Santana bought into her own lies a bit. They had been safe and comforting… This was something they could do to get boys. Sure it was fun but it wasn’t something that was rewarding in its own way let alone more rewarding but she couldn’t help but feel that way.
Pushing away the awkward thoughts, Santana brought her cheek to Brittney’s. Their soft skin met and made Santana sigh. She dragged the tip of her nose along Brittney’s chin so she could rub cheek to cheek on the other side before pulling away.