Out Of Our Hands
Chapter Four
"Ssh," Britt hushed as we fell into her bedroom door, "We'll wake the kids."
It'd been two months since our trip to Alaska and we'd been sneaking around ever since. Things were good; really fucking good - great, actually. We'd had a few arguements but they were all resolved at least ten minutes after we'd had them. Things were good.
I'd won my case tonight and showed up at Britt's apartment as soon as I left work. She'd just put the kids to bed when I arrived so we very quietly drank a bottle of wine until we knew the kids were definitely asleep. And now - now we're quite tipsy and stumbling our way into Brittany's bedroom.
"You smell good." I mutter before sucking on Britt's neck. She lets out a breathy chuckle and pushes the door shut over my shoulder.
"You smell like wine." She says and presses a kiss to my shoulder before pulling on the back of my blouse. Somewhere along our way from the living room to her bedroom, my shirt was unbuttoned and untucked from my pencil skirt, "And cherries... hmm, and watermelon."
I giggle and pull away, letting her pull my shirt off as I unbutton her jeans. I wait as Britt pulls my shirt down my arms before unzipping her jeans and pressing my lips against hers, "Your lips taste like strawberry lipgloss." I mumble against her and feel her smile.
"It's the one you got me in Alaska." She mutters before licking her tongue into my mouth as I hum. I press my palms into her back and push her into me as we move closer to the bed. I step out of my shoes and slide my hands under Britt's shirt, using my thumb and index finger to lift it up her back and pulling away to bring it over her head. I glance at her chest and can't help my smile at the fact that she's wearing her ducky bra, "I wasn't expecting sex tonight." She breathes, embarrassed.
I chuckle and peck her chin, "Are you wearing the matching panties?" I ask and feel her cheeks go beet red. I smile even wider and kiss them both, "I love the matching panties."
I kiss her before she has a chance to reply and slide my hands into the back of her pants, squeezing her ass over her panties. I pull away and push her pants down her legs before pressing a kiss to the front of her panties and gripping them with my teeth. I pull them down her legs as she unhooks her bra and steps out of her underwear.
"You know," I start as I unzip my skirt, kneeling on the floor, "I've always loved the way you never take all of it off."
I glance up at my girlfriend and watch her frown. I run my hand over her belly button and downward toward her center.
"You always have the perfect fig leaf..." I tell her, pressing a gentle kiss to it, "My perfect little patch of happiness."
"Are you really talking about my pubic hair?" She giggles and I laugh with a nod before standing and stepping out of my skirt. I unhook my bra and take it off before removing my panties and kicking them to the side, "You're so weird."
"You are." I chuckle as I pull her naked form toward me and kiss her collar bone. I walk us carefully toward the bed, lying her down and crawling toward her as she moves to the pillows. I lie myself down on top of her and join our lips as I run my hand down her side while my free hand slides under her back. I slowly begin to grind myself against her, feeling my wetness pool between my folds. I lift my leg and straddle hers, placing my thigh at her center and beginning to move into her. I hear her moan softly into my mouth as I get into a rhythm and we start rocking together. The headboard softly hits the wall as I feel Britt's arousal on my thigh, smearing into my skin.
Brittany moans as her back arches and her front presses into me. Her skin is hot and sweaty and I can feel her heart beating against me. I begin rocking into her a little faster and the headboard hits the wall a little louder, scraping the wall - almost as if it's documenting our sex life. Brittany's breath is hot and desperate against my lips as I lick her upper lip before pulling away. I look at her face and watch her brow crease and her eyes squeeze shut. I know that face like I know law; she's about to cum. I grind into her faster, pushing myself over the edge as Britt's mouth falls open and her hands grip the sheets, her knuckles going white. She begins to shake as I ride out my orgasm, my hand sweaty against her arching back as my other grips hers against the sheet.
My breaths are heavy against her shoulder as my body relaxes against her. A few seconds pass and Britt's back lowers, her breaths relaxed and calm. I smile and press a kiss to her shoulder.
The sex has always been incredible. Always. It's never lost its beauty or pleasure or excitement. It's never been boring. Brittany's always been the best I've ever had without trying. And she always will be. When I was pregnant with the twins, we had the best sex of our lives. Even when my belly was too big for either of us to be on top, the sex was amazing. We tried new things in new places. The night I went into labour we made love underneath the dining room table. It was uncomfortable but, boy was it fun.
The sex has always been incredible.
"You know," Britt mumbles as we lie under the covers, face to face, "I've been thinking."
"Yeah?"
"We should tell the kids."
At that, I'm alert, "Uh... you really think that's the best idea?" I ask, uncertain.
"I do. I really do. We're thirty-one, you know. I'm tired of sneaking around." She says and I frown, swallowing my nerves and thinking, "I know that's what everybody says but, it's the truth... and... also, I-uh... I think we should start thinking about living together again. Just thinking about it."
"Yeah... well, it makes sense." I sigh and inhale deeply through my nose, "We can tell the kids tomorrow night... I'll come by after work. Is that okay? Or would you rather tell them another night?"
"No.. no, tomorrow's perfect." She replies, her face lighting up, "I'll cook."
"Okay." I say with a smile, "And, as for the whole living together again thing, I'm willing to talk about it. Maybe, in a few months, you could move back in. You know, if everything goes well with the kids, you could come home."
I watch Brittany's smile widen as her eyes shine in happiness, "Really?" She asks, "I could really move back in?"
"Of course. Our bed is cold and lonely without you." I tell her, "I need a warm body to cuddle and I'd really like it to be yours."
"I love you."
My heart speeds up. We haven't said that in three and a half years. And, while it was obvious that we both felt that way, we never said it out loud. Until now.
"I love you too." I say, brushing a strand of hair out of her face and tucking it behind her ear. She giggles and leans in, joining our lips and cupping my cheek.
I can't believe this is happening. Everything is falling into place.
-O.O.O.H-
I lift my fist and knock on the door of Brittany's apartment having just finished work. I'm tired - exhausted - and I couldn't be more content.
Inside I hear little feet racing to the door before Brittany speaks, "Matty, Scar, don't open the door, please. Wait for me to get there." She says and I smile as I listen to excited little feet bouncing on the other side of the door. Seconds later I hear Brittany's footsteps coming towards the door before the lock turns and the door opens. Brittany's face appears along with two excited little smiles next to her thigh, "Hey."
"Hi." I reply with a smile as my baby girl pushes herself through Brittany's legs and leaps into my arms. Teo giggles and pulls the door open further, racing outside and squeezing my leg tightly. I press my palm against his full head of hair as I peck Scar's cheek, "Hey, chickens."
"Hi, momma!" Scar squeals and I flinch at the volume before smiling and peppering her face with kisses. Teo lifts his arms into the air and smiles at me.
"Hey, momma." He says as I bend down - thankful I'm wearing a pants suit instead of a skirt - and hoist him into my arms, now with one twin on each hip. Brittany steps aside as I walk in and she shuts the door behind me. She very subtly rubs my lower back as I walk toward the living room and put our kids on the couch.
"Okay, little monkeys, tell me," I start, kneeling in front of the couch and placing my hands on their knees, "How was day care?"
"It was good." Scar says, smiling widely, "I drawed a painting."
"Drew." I correct with a wink, "Is it here?"
"It's on the fridge. Mommy put it on the fridge." Scar says happily, "You gotta come see it."
"Alright," I say, standing with my daughter, "What about you, Teo, what did you do at day care?"
"I played with my friends." He says, both of them taking my hands and leading me to the kitchen where Brittany is currently making a salad, "They names are Ian and Oliver and I can't remember the other name."
"Wow, buddy." I say, allowing my kids to lead me to the fridge.
"Look! That's my painting." Scar says, "It's a picture of a flower."
"Wow, baby girl, it's beautiful." I say, looking at the painting of Scar's green petalled and pink stemmed flower, "What's your flower called?"
"It's a farylickerlin." Scar says, pulling me toward the island in the kitchen and climbing onto a bar stool. I give her a hand and lift her onto the chair as Teo stands on a stool next to Brittany and helps her sprinkle feta on the salad. I sit next to Scar and frown.
"A farylickerlin. I've never heard of a farylickerlin." I say.
"Want some wine?" Brittany asks and I smile, giving her a nod as Scar begins to tell me all about her flower.
"A farylickerlin is a flower that has magical powers that makes people be not stupid." She tells me and I smile, running my fingers through her blonde locks.
"Wow. And do you have a real farylickerlin?" I ask, humoring my baby girl.
"Yes. I put the petals in the salad."
I glance at the salad and watch as Brittany pulls an uncooked spinach leaf out of the salad and smiles. I chuckle and nod, "Huh. And that's a real farylickerlin petal?" I ask. Scar nods, "So, if I eat it, I won't be stupid anymore?" Scar nods again as Brittany pours our wine into glasses.
"If you and mommy eats it then you guys will be not stupid anymore and you guys will be not divorced." Teo explains and I inhale a deep breath. I should've seen that coming. I sigh as Brittany hands me my wine and I take a sip.
"Well, we'll just see if it works." Brittany says, ruffling Teo's hair after sipping her wine.
"It's gotta work. It just gotta." Scar says with a confident nod.
"Hey, momma, how comes you here for dinner?" Teo asks and I smile.
"Well, I wanted to see my babies. And I can't pass up mommy's cooking." I reply and Teo smiles cheekily.
"And Matteo's cooking! I helped mommy." He says and I chuckle.
"And Teo's cooking. What about you, Scar? Did you help?" I ask.
"No. I set the table." She replies and I glance over my shoulder at the dining room table. There are four placemats, four plates, four knives and forks as well as a large jug of milk and two glasses where Teo and Scar sit, "Mommy said you and her are gonna sit next to each other because you're friends."
"That's great. I love sitting next to mommy."
-O.O.O.H-
"Mommy, can we go to the park tomorrow? With momma?" Teo asks as I fork a tomato and eat it, "Me and Scar wanna feed the duckies."
"Well, you gotta ask momma. She might be busy tomorrow." Brittany replies and Teo and Scar look at me with hopeful eyes.
"Momma, can we? Puh-lease?" Scar asks. I chuckle and swallow my food, placing my fork in the middle of my plate next to my knife and pushing my plate forward. I inhale a deep breath through my nose and make my eyes little slits as I look at the twins and sigh.
"Well," I start, "If you guys are really good and finish your farylickerlin petals then, we can go to the park tomorrow."
"Yay!" Teo exclaims, picking up his three leaves of uncooked spinach and eating them. Scar eats hers and they both swallow before Teo picks up his glass of milk and takes a large gulp, holding his glass with both hands. Brittany chuckles and places her hand on my thigh under the table.
"I actually have a question for momma too." She says and I watch the twins eyes light up as they sit on the edge of their seats, "I wanted to know... if you would like to sleep over tonight?"
My eyes widen briefly as I realize that this is happening. We're telling the kids about us now, "Sleep over? Whadaya say, kids, should I sleep over?" I ask.
"Yeah!" Scar squeaks.
"Uh-huh!" Teo agrees.
"Well, I don't have my jammies but, I'd love to sleep over." I reply earning three happy smiles.
"Yay! Sleep over with momma!" Scar exclaims, clapping her hands, "Mommy, can momma sleep in my room?"
"No! My room!" Teo protests.
"No. Momma's gonna sleep with me in my room." Brittany says, leaning in and placing a lingering kiss to my cheek. I wrap my arms around her neck and smile as she hugs me back. I watch over her shoulder as four little eyes widen in excitement while two little mouths fall open in shock.
"The farylickerlins worked!"
-O.O.O.H-
"Momma, is you and mommy not divorced anymore?" Teo asks as I sit at the lake with him and feed the ducks while Britt and Scar get ice cream.
"Mommy and I are still divorced but, we're back together. Do you know what that means?" I ask as he throws a piece of stale bread at the ducks and watches as they all swim toward it.
"Uh-uh." He says, shaking his head.
"It means that mommy and I are girlfriends. It means that we're gonna have a lot more sleep overs." I explain and watch as my boy's face lights up. He smiles widely and hugs me tightly.
"You and mommy love each other, huh?" He asks. I nod and peck his head as Scar runs up next to me and holds out a chocolate ice cream to Teo, "Scar! Mommy and momma love each other again and they girlfriends!"
Scar gasps and I chuckle as Teo takes his ice cream, muttering a "thank you" as Brittany sits next to me and hands me the same ice cream as Teo has. Scarlett giggles loudly and licks her ice cream, sitting next to Teo and throwing bread into the water for the ducks.
"We gonna have lots of sleep overs now." Scar says, "And you guys are gonna have another baby."
"What?" I ask.
Brittany chuckles, "She wants a little brother." She says, "Scar, momma and I are just back together for now."
"And mommy's moving back into the house soon too." I tell them, "Maybe we'll get married again someday but, for now, we're gonna take it one step at a time, okay?"
"They gonna have a baby." Scar tells Teo, ignoring me completely. Teo giggles loudly, ice cream all over his mouth and nose, as he throws more bread into the water.
"They gonna get married." He says, giggling happily.
"Crazies." I say, chuckling.
"They're your kids." Brittany says and I turn my head to look at her, leaning in and kissing her.
"They're our kids."
-O.O.O.H-
A/N:
I'll post the epilogue as soon as I can. I hope you enjoyed the chapter. The next one is the last.
I'm starting a story about werewolf and G!PSantana which I won't post until I've written the first ten chapters but, I'd like your opinions on pairings, the name of the story, etc. Below I'll have five options for the story name and all you have to do is pick the one you like best and put it in a review.
1. The Dark Side of the Moon
2. Rip and Tear
3. Howls and Growls
4. A Howling Angel
5. The Cottage by the Woods
Pairings:
1. Kurt and Blaine
2. Kurt and David
3. Kurt and Sebastian
4. Rachel and Puck
5. Rachel and Finn
6. Rachel and Sam
7. Quinn and Puck
8. Quinn and Finn
9. Quinn and Sam
Obviously, Santana and Brittany will be paired together but, if you wouldn't mind, please partake in this decision as I'd like to know what you guys want to read. Thank you!