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[Glee] Fragole e mango

Title: Strawberries and mango
Author: leireel
Summary: "While dozing, Santana was definitely sexy. Was too sexy to be awake, to be honest. "
Wordcount: 246 (W)
Fandom: Glee
Characters / Pairing: Brittany / Santana
Genres: Slice of Life, Sentimental
Rating: PG13
Warnings: Femmeslash
Notes: Honestly, I thought the fandom was a bit of Glee 'most populous. That is, only seven stories. _. Then I go to choose the pairing of fandom unknown unknown is another matter
xD Anyway, femmeslash first for me, so pitiful Roll out a mattress and move on, plis.
Written for the third week of F3.U.CK.S. Fest organized by fanfic_italia , thanks to the community unknown_fandom . It's been ages that I wanted to write about Brittany and Santana - I love them, love them seriously. Only, I wanted to write more decently here. * Sigh * unhappy
Disclaimer: Brittany, Santana and company and song all belong to Fox and the brilliant mind that created them - we do not gain a penny, and I would certainly say, given the crap that makes this story.

Strawberries and mango

Santana: "Sex is not dating."
Brittany: "If It Were, Santana and I would be dating."
Episode 13, Sectionals

Santana's hair smelled like strawberries and mango. It was a fragrance that is particularly suited, Brittany often thought it was a bit 'sour, sweet only at the bottom. Unforgettable, in particular.
She loved to stroke as she dozed in those pajama party for them only two - they were not much in my pajamas, in fact. Loose, her hair were a lot of good, broken down on the pillow, even better. While dozing, with her hair in the mango, Santana was definitely sexy. It was too sexy to be awake, to be honest.
Brittany loved to have sex with boys, clear. But even sex with Santana was not bad. The scent of strawberries and mango on the sticks for a while 'clothes, and remember his laugh, his eyes, his breathing while he slept. It felt good in the end. The boys had never smell so good.
And then, they were good boys do not even half of Santana. Not even a quarter (quarter was more or less than half? Forgot if ever), anything. She so crazy that he knew it - was probably the reason why their loved so much tear-off-pajama party. Be ', not the party of stripping away the night-shirts were bad, eh.
Brittany loved to have sex with boys. But with Santana and that scent of strawberries and mango was not just competition, beating everyone. Sex with Santana was the best that we could ask the world.