[Santana really, really doesn't want to stop. She lets the silky strands slip through her fingers, ending the touch gradually because god, this feels so good and so right, and she always did like kissing Brittany the most.
...Okay, so the touching's stopped, but they still seem to be making out. Oops.]
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...Okay, so the touching's stopped, but they still seem to be making out. Oops.]