Chapter 2: The Morning After

Rachel woke up the next morning, just before the sun was due to rise, being spooned protectively by Brittany. Having the blonde pressed against her back and arms holding her tight was a comforting feeling, but all of the comfort in the world wouldn't be able to quell the thoughts racing through her mind.

In the past twenty-four hours she had gone from hiding her extra appendage in special underwear to sleeping with the girl she had been crushing on for years. She had lost her virginity. She had never planned on anybody ever finding out about her penis, let alone actually using it. She was going to wait until after the doctors could do the gender realignment surgery before she would be intimate like that with somebody.

She tried to figure out what was going through her head when Brittany touched her. Why she hadn't told her to stop? Why she had initiated the second round? Why she didn't tell Brittany no when she told her to stick it in her?

It felt good. That was the only answer she could come up with. It had felt so good to have somebody else touching her. To have Brittany, the girl of her dreams touching her. She got so caught up in the pleasure that the blonde was giving her that she forgot to think. She realized that she shouldn't be questioning why it happened, or how she had let Brittany get so far with her. There was no use. She couldn't take it back, and she had a great time doing it. The real question is, where do they go from here? What did last night mean to Brittany? What if Brittany tells everybody about her condition?

She was starting to feel overwhelmed with it all, and having Brittany curled against her was not helping. She loosened Brittany's grip and slipped out of bed, placing her pillow where her body was just lyinglaying. The sun was starting to rise, letting enough light for Rachel to see Brittany's soft features. She looked so adorable sleeping there. She pulled the fallen blanket over the naked blonde, and then slipped into the bathroom.

She turned the shower on high, went pee, brushed her teeth, and then slipped into the shower. She stood under the hot spray of water, letting it run down her body. Away from the beautiful blonde she let the full impact of the previous night, and all of the emotions she was feeling take over.

Tears were washed away by the spray of water that was hitting her face, and loud sobs broke through the pitter patter of the falling water. She wasn't upset because of the previous night, but what was to come when the blonde awoke. She had wanted to be with the blonde for years, but because of her extra part had stayed far away from her.

Every Saturday at the pond she never said a word to Brittany. Instead she just listened as the girl talk to her about the ducks, or whatever else the blonde felt like saying. When Brittany joined New Directions, it became harder for her to keep those feeling hidden. So she threw herself at Finn, then Puck, and then Finn again to hide them. When Mercedes and Kurt told about Brittany's sex isn't dating slip about her and Santana, she knew that she had a chance of getting the blonde to fall in love with her, but she didn't want to make her move until the doctors could schedule her surgery.

It was a few weeks later her doctor told her that the chances of her having a normal functioning clit after the surgery was unlikely. The doctor encouraged her to experiment with it. To wait until after high school was over, and then decide if she wanted to go through with it. She had been an emotional wreck that day. She saw her dream of being with Brittany die in her mind. There was no way that Brittany would want a freak like her.

Now she was afraid that Brittany wouldn't love her back. That after this weekend everything will go back to the way it was before, or worse. Damn her fathers for doing this to her. She was perfectly content with nobody know about it, nobody judging her for it.

She wasn't sure how long she stood there sobbing, but a sudden breeze brought her back to the present. Brittany slipped into the shower behind her, wrapped her arms around her stomach, and rested her chin on the shorter girls shoulder.

"Are you okay, Rae?" Brittany asked quietly, and then placed a soft kiss on Rachel's neck.

"I'm fine, Brittany," Rachel answered, her voice betraying her.

"No you're not," Brittany stated. "Please tell me why you're crying. Was it because of last night? I thought you enjoyed it."

"I did," Rachel said. "It was great."

"Then why are you upset? Please Rach, tell me."

Rachel thought it over. This was her chance, to tell Brittany how she felt about her. "Do you remember the first time we met at the duck pond?"

"Yeah," Brittany said excitedly. "I was upset because my daddy forgot the duck food, and you shared yours with me. I was really happy after that."

"I know," Rachel said, and then turned around. She grabbed her sponge, and oranges and cream body wash. After she lathered it up, she began washing Brittany with it. "You gave me the biggest smile, and all I wanted to do was kiss you."

Brittany's eyes widened, and a smile formed on her lips, "Why didn't you? I wouldn't have minded."

"We were eleven Brittany," Rachel stated.

"So. San and I were twelve the first time she kissed me," Brittany said.

Rachel was a little shocked by that piece of information. She hadn't thought that the two had been friends that long.

"Is that why you're upset, because you didn't kiss me that day?" Brittany asked, confused as to why the brunette was bring it up.

"Partly, I guess, but not really," Rachel said, confusing the blonde further. She was quiet for a few minute while she washed the rest of Brittany's body. The intimacy of what she was doing was not lost of her. In fact she was enjoying it. If Brittany didn't want to be with her then at least she had this, on top of last night, to remember.

Brittany took the sponge from Rachel when she was all clean, re-lathered it up, and then proceeded to do the same to Rachel's body. While Rachel was still new to the sexy times, she was not. She knew how to play a woman's body, and the fastest way to make anybody forget their pain was to give them a happy. She made sure to touch all of Rachel sensitive spots with her fingers, and spent an extra- long time touching the girl's now hard dick, under the guise of cleaning it.

Rachel wasn't complaining, but was confused as to why the blonde like it at all.

"Why did you tell me about that day?" Brittany asked, giving the girl's member an extra-long tug.

Rachel moaned and then answered, "Because I wanted you to know how long I've liked you."

"If you liked me so much then why didn't you ever talk to me when we were at the pond? You always just listened to me talk," Brittany said, and then dropped the sponge, while continuing to move her soapy hand up and down the dick that her hand was wrapped around.

Rachel moaned again, this time louder. Her brain was having a hard time processing her thoughts fast enough. Yup, this was why she hadn't stopped her last night. Damn it, talking could wait, she wanted this now. "Britt," she moaned. "Can we take this to my bed?"

"Sure," Brittany replied, and then pulled the shower head down to rinse them off.

Rachel grabbed two towels out of the cabinet, one for each of them, and then moved into her bedroom, drying off as she went. Rachel sat down on the end of the bed and started to dry her hair, but was interrupted by Brittany's mouth wrapping around her dick. She moaned loudly, and fell backwards.

Brittany sucked hard, and then moved her mouth up the shaft until she had just the tip left. She swirled her tongue around the tip, and then moved back down the length. She was really enjoying how small it was compared to how big some of the boy she did this to. It was the perfect size in her book.

She replaced her mouth with her hand, and moved her tongue down to the brunette's slit gathering up as much of Rachel juices as possible. She had loved how Santana tasted, but it was nothing compared to how Rachel tasted. She tasted exactly how Brittany saw her. Sweet.

Rachel moaned loudly, as Brittany slid two fingers into her wet channel, and even louder when she wrapped her mouth around her dick again. "Britt, stop," she said suddenly.

Brittany released Rachel member with a loud pop, stilled her fingers, but didn't pull them out. "Why? Don't you like it?"

"I do, but I want to come together," Rachel grunted.

"Okay," Brittany said, and then pulled out of her. She straddled Rachel's waist, and brought herself down quickly onto Rachel's dick, before the brunette even had a chance to elaborate on what she wanted.

"Mmm, Rach," Brittany moaned, as she started moving up and down. "I love the feeling of you inside me."

"Do you really mean that?" Rachel asked. "You're not… ah… not just saying that?"

"Of course I'm saying it silly, and yes I mean it. I wouldn't have said it if I didn't mean it," Brittany answered, and then leaned down and captured Rachel lips.

God the girl could kiss. Finn, Puck, and Jessie had nothing on Brittany.

Rachel brought her feet onto the bed so that her knees were bent, and start thrust her hips upwards. Brittany moaned loudly in her ear, nearly sending her over the edge. Nearly. If she had been a guy she already would have.

Brittany sat back up, and started grinding her pelvis against Rachel's, causing friction on her clit. She moved her right hand to Rachel's breast and squeezed the mound.

Rachel brought her hand down to Brittany's clit and glided her fingers over it, causing the blonde to throw her head back as she came. Loudly screaming her name. The sight above her, as well as the blonde inner muscles squeezing her dick pushed her over the edge.

Brittany kept riding Rachel until the brunette's member was completely soft, and then collapsed off to the side of her. "Holy duckies," she exclaimed.

"Yeah," Rachel agreed.

The girls laid there in silent bliss until Brittany's stomach rumbled, bring them both back to earth. "I guess somebody is hungry," Rachel chuckled.

"Yeah. All I've had to eat since lunch yesterday was you," Brittany said, and then gave Rachel a chaste kiss.

"How about we go downstairs, and I'll make us breakfast," Rachel said, and then tried to get off the bed, but Brittany stopped her.

"Not yet," She said. "You still haven't told me why you were so upset."

Rachel looked sad again. She quietly said, "I just don't want this to end."

"This?" Brittany questioned. "You mean us having sexy times. It don't have to, if you don't want it to."

She felt a glimmer of hope, because of the blonde's words, but there was still a shadow cast upon them. "What does this mean to you? Is this just sex, because it's not for me? I've been falling in love with you since that first day at the duck pond."

"Why didn't you ever say anything? We've been seeing each other there every Saturday for years."

"Because I have a stupid penis," Rachel said. Tears started forming in her eyes. "I didn't think you would want me if you knew the truth. I was just going to wait until I had the surgery to have it removed, and then I was going to tell you how I feel. Until then I just wanted to keep some distance between us."

"So you let me talk your ear off every week so that you could get to know me, but never said anything because you didn't want me to get to know you," Brittany clarified, grasping what the brunette un-spoken meaning was. "That's the dumbest thing I have ever heard, and it was all because you have a penis."

"I hate it, Brittany. It screws everything up," Rachel cried.

"You didn't seem to hate it when it was in my mouth, getting sucked off, and you didn't seem to hate it when I was riding it a little while ago," Brittany said bluntly. "I think you don't like it because you think it makes you feel like less of a woman, but it doesn't. The rest of you are all lady parts. You talk and act like a girl, so that makes you one, just because you have a penis doesn't mean a thing. I like it, and I think you could really like it if you gave it a chance. An honest one."

Despite of how upset she was, Rachel smiled at Brittany's wisdom. It was one of the things she loved most about the blonde. She was very smart in her own way, people just didn't get what she was saying sometimes.

"As for this just being sexy time, it doesn't have to be. I like you a lot. You are the only one who comes to the duck pond with me. You even came when you were sick last year. You have never once made me feel stupid, and even though you never talked, I got to know you too. You show it on your face. When you laugh or get upset, or when you sing. Your plan didn't work very well, Rach."

"I guess not," Rachel said quietly.

"I am more thanthen willing to be your girlfriend if that's what you want. Not so lady parts be damned," Brittany said, with a grin.

Rachel heart swelled. This is exactly what she wanted, and there was no way she was going to lose it. "I would love nothing more thanthen to be your girlfriend."

"Good," Brittany said, and gave Rachel a heated kiss. When they broke apart she said, "I'm hungry. I'll show you how much I like little Rae again later."

She got off the bed, leaving behind Rachel's flabbergasted form.

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Two hours later they were standing on the edge of the pond feeding the ducks. It was still warm for late September, so there were a lot of people there. They managed to get a spot by the pond that was heavily shaded, so they could have a little privacy. Saturdays have always been Brittany's favorite day. She loved coming to feed the ducks and talk to Rachel, but this Saturday seemed special to her somehowsome how. It might be because Rachel was actually talking to her this time, or the fact that Rachel was her girlfriend now.

Rachel was still in kind of a daze. Her dream had come true, and now she was standing next to her girlfriend. Girlfriend. She loved that word. She was always happy when she was at the pond with Brittany, but today she was so much happier.

"What song do you want to sing for Glee?" Brittany asked.

"I don't know," Rachel replied, shocking the blonde. "Something happy."

"Because you're happy?" Brittany asked, throwing a handful of bread pieces into the water.

"Yes, because I am very happy," Rachel answered. "Is there a song you want to sing?"

Rachel loved how Brittany bit on her lower lip when she was thinking. Is always made her want to kiss the girl. There was nothing stopping her from doing just that. She looked around the park to make sure nobody was watching and then leaned in and captured the blonde's lip. It was a chaste kiss, but Rachel loved it none the less.

A slightly stunned Brittany gasped out, "Hot."

"Yes it was," Rachel agreed.

"No… well yes the kiss was very hot, but I meant the song 'Hot' by Avril Lavigne," Brittany said.

Rachel thought it over, and then said, "I could turn it into a duet, but it might raise suspicions with over fellow Glee mates."

"You don't want to tell them?" Brittany asked sadly.

"I would rather not hide our relationship, but I assumed that you would rather keep it quiet for a while. Was I wrong?"

"Yes. Why would you think that?" Brittany demanded. Rachel shrugged her shoulders. "Is this about your thingy again? I thought we put that to rest already."

"We did. I'm feeling much better about it," Rachel assured her. "It's just that I don't want to cause problem for you at school, or with your friends."

"Everybody else will just have to get used to us, because I don't want to hide. I don't care what they think," Brittany amended, earning a soft smile from the brunette. "How about we do 'The Best Damn Thing' by Avril instead. Still upbeat by not as sexy."

"I think that's a great idea. Let'sLets go home, and we can work on it," Rachel suggested.

"Okay," Brittany replied, and then dumped the rest of the duck food into the pond.

As theythe walked back to Rachel's scootercar Brittany asked, "What about Finn?"

"What about him?" Rachel asked confused as to why she was asking about the boy.

"When are you going to tell him about us?" Brittany asked.

Then it clicked. The thing she had completely forgot about. She froze and a look of horror appeared on her face. "Oh my Barbara. I forgot about Finn. I cheated on Finn," She exclaimed in a high pitched voice. "Oh god. First I use him, and then I cheat on him. I am such a horrible person."

"No you're not Rach," Brittany soothed. "Finn will understand. He might be mad about you cheating but he'll come around."

"Not after I tell him that I've never loved him, and have only been seeing him to hide my… you know."

"You don't have to tell him about little Rach. Just tell him that you don't love him, and that you don't see your relationship going anywhere."

"He's still going to be mad that I cheated on him," Rachel said.

"Maybe, but he'll get over it eventually. Let go home. You said we can make cookies," Brittany said.

"I did? When?" Rachel asked confused, as she climbed into the driver's seat.

"Last night. Right before we fell asleep. You said we have to make thank you cookies for your daddies."

"Oh yeah," Rachel said. "Okay, let's go bake cookies. She pulled out of her parking spot and headed home. The inevitably uncomfortable conversation with Finn, weighing heavily on her mind. She really couldn't believe she had forgotten about him. Just before they reached her house she decided to bake I'm sorry cookies for Finn as well.