Prompt: Santana is pregnant and Brittany is super cute and talks to her stomach.

"Hey baby." I said walking through the door of our apartment. "How was your day?"

I kiss Santana sweetly on the lips, plopping down next to where she's laying on the couch. She's eight months pregnant and she looks even more beautiful than ever. When we went for our four month check up, we found out that we were having a girl and we couldn't be more thrilled about it. Every night when I come home from work, I love on Santana and then I love on our baby girl even though she can't see me.

"It was okay, pretty boring. How was yours?" She asks as I pull her legs into my lap and massage her feet for her.

I shrug before kissing her toes. "Same as always. How are you feeling?"

"Pregnant." She laughs. "She needs to stop pushing on my damn ribs. It hurts like a bitch. And she needs to stop squeezing on my bladder. I almost pissed myself earlier."

"Mommy didn't mean to swear at you, she's sorry." I said to her stomach, lifting up her shirt, and kissing it.

Santana rolled her eyes. "Britt."

"I know mommy can be so mean sometimes but I promise that she has a super big heart to love you with." I told her stomach, placing my hands there and peppering kisses to it.

"Such a sap." She said shaking her head and grinning.

"Mommy likes to think that I'm the sap but mommy is soooooo sappy." I said while laughing causing her to roll her eyes. I kissed her stomach a few more times before rubbing it slowly with my hands. "I can't wait to meet you little one." I whispered before looking up to see Santana beaming at me.

She looks so beautiful pregnant, I just had to kiss her so I leaned over her propping myself up with my hands on either side of her head before pressing our lips together. I kissed her slowly but passionately eliciting a moan from her mouth.

"Anything I can do for you my beautiful baby mama?" I whispered when the kiss broke, running my thumb over her cheek.

"Well, after that kiss, I want you to do me." She laughed before kissing me quickly.

"Whatever you want, baby." I said seductively running my hands down her neck, over her breasts, down her sides, and over her thighs. Her thighs are her sweet spot, especially the insides of them. I run my hands up and down them a few times and she's incredibly wet so that's what I was doing.

"Britt." you panted out as I pulled your shorts and underwear down slowly before tossing them on the the floor.

"Fingers or tongue?" I asked softly before kissing her again.

She whimpered into the kiss before breaking it when I ran my fingers through her wet folds. "Tongue." She panted. "I want your tongue."

"You got it, baby." I said peppering kisses all over her face.

I her scoot up a little so that I had room to lay down between her legs. She immediately complied and I settled down, kissing up her thighs before stopping abruptly. I grabbed the blanket off the back of the couch and placed it over her stomach before getting back into the position I was in before.

"Britt, what are you doing?" She asked quirking an eyebrow at me.

"What? I don't want her to see what we're about to do." I said poking my head up a little so she could see me over her belly.

She frowned while looking at her bump. "She's in my stomach, she can't see anything."

"Well then she can still hear us." I shrugged.

She groaned. "She doesn't even know what we're doing."

"Just, shh." I hushed lowering my head again.

"I love when your mom puts her tongue in my-"

"Santana!" Brittany gasped, popping up again while putting her hands on my belly like she was somehow covering her ears. "If she comes out talking about s-e-x and saying swear words, you're dealing with that."

She shrugged as I began to kiss her core. "I doubt she'll remember- oh god!" She exclaimed loudly grabbing my head when I plunged my tongue in her.