Super Saturday! I updated all 3 stories…my brain is fried from frantically writing. Lol
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And now on to the main event - the new chapter. Enjoy!
"Noah?" Brittany called out while walking into his room.
"I know you are coming to yell at me." He said sadly while tossing a football in the air as he laid on his back on his bed.
"No...well yeah I am." Brittany said softly while closing the door and sitting on the bed next to him. She caught the football as it was coming down and set it on the floor. "You know the way you talked to your mother was completely unacceptable tonight right?"
Noah nodded and sighed. "Yeah I know."
"You don't talk to us like that ever, do you understand me Noah?" Brittany said sternly. "Actually, sit up when I'm talking to you." She snapped.
Noah sat up quickly and faced his mother sheepishly.
"You do not swear at us Noah, we didn't raise you be blatantly disrespectful." Brittany chastised him. "And to make matters worse you did it front of Carter, what if he thinks it's okay to swear and yell at us?"
"I didn't think about that." He whispered.
"Your younger brothers look up to you baby, you are their idol, their hero, their mentor...you have to be careful what you do and say in front of them." Brittany said gently. "They are 9 and 7...those are very impressionable ages."
"I'm sorry momma." Noah said while sniffling.
"I know you are sweetheart." Brittany let him wrap his big arms around her. "You need to apologize to both your mother and Carter."
Noah nodded. "Ok, I will."
"You can add another week to your punishment now." Brittany said when the hug broke. "The only reason you can leave the house this weekend is for Noey's play. We are all going as a family on Friday night."
"Can Karly come?" Noah asked quickly.
Brittany internally rolled her eyes. "Ask your mother about that, she bought tickets already."
Noah was quiet for a minute and nodded. Brittany got up to leave his room but turned around at the door and came back and sat down.
"You really like doing music don't you?" She asked.
Noah nodded. "Yeah, and I'm really good at it. Zack says I have an ear for music."
Brittany smiled. "You absolutely do Noah, the way you arranged the song I sang with San at the barbeque was perfect."
"Why won't mom let me do music? She's in the industry." Noah asked with big eyes. "I just don't get it."
"She is just worried about you getting mixed up with the wrong people. The industry is great, but there are a lot of shady people, and she's doesn't want you to get taken advantage of." Brittany told him. "But I can tell how passionate about it you are, so I will talk to her about it."
Noah smiled quickly. "Really?"
"Absolutely." Brittany said with a smile before leaving the room.
3am
Santana was tossing and turning in bed, which woke up Brittany. The blonde sleepily reached out and grabbed Santana around the waist and pulled her closer.
"What's wrong Sanny?" She mumbled out with her eyes closed.
"Sorry I woke you up." Santana whispered.
Brittany opened her eyes and leaned forward to kiss Santana on the forehead. "It's ok….talk to me." Brittany said while lifting Santana's shirt and rubbing the soft skin on her back to soothe her.
"I can't sleep." Santana whined causing Brittany to smile at her pouting. She leaned forward and kissed her out jutted bottom lip.
"What's on your mind?" Brittany asked her while sitting up and patting her lap for Santana to lay on. The Latina rested her arms on Brittany's thighs and laid her head down as Brittany ran her fingers through her long dark locks.
"I'm still a little upset over what happened with Noah I guess." Santana said softly while closing her eyes and blinking slowly.
"That's understandable, that was kind of your first fight with him." Brittany told her.
"He was so out of line Brit." Santana replied angrily.
"Was he really that out of line? No, he absolutely should not have sworn at you. I agree with that." Brittany quickly stated. "But I don't think he wasn't justified for his response.
"Are you serious Brit?" Santana almost yelled while attempting to sit up.
"Relax, baby, please relax." Brittany said softly while laying the Latina back on her lap and rubbing her back. "I don't see why you wont let him work here in the studio at home?"
"I just…." Santana started but quickly closed her mouth unable to find the right words. "Because..."
"Don't answer me now, just think about it." Brittany told her while leaning down to kiss her on the cheek. "Think about what I told you downstairs right after it happened.
Santana sighed softly. "You weren't limping too bad this evening."
"No, my leg feels pretty good right now." Brittany said with a smile.
"That's good." Santana told her with an equally soft smile. "So it's getting better?"
"I dont know about better, but it's not as sore. Which is good." Brittany explained.
They sat in a comfortable silence with Brittany rubbing the Latina's back before she spoke up. "I have an idea."
20 minutes later the two were laying out on one of the sofas on the balcony wrapped in each other's arms with a blanket on them.
"10 years ago we sat on the balcony in the middle of the night like this after you had a nightmare." Brittany started while rubbing Santana's side. "We talked about where we be in 10 years. Do you remember?"
Santana nodded. "Yeah that was one of the worst nightmares I've probably ever had, but when I woke up all I saw was your blue eyes staring at me as you ran a cold towel over my back." Santana hugged Brittany tighter. You didn't say anything you just looked into my eyes and I knew I was safe and I started to calm down."
Brittany kissed the top of her head. "We talked about what kind of family we wanted, how we wanted our careers to go, our dreams, and just about life in general."
"Yeah…." Santana looked over at Brittany. "Are you satisfied with your life, did your dreams from that night come true?"
Brittany quickly nodded. "I have the wife of my dreams, 4 beautiful kids, and my career is exactly where I want it to be. What about you?"
"My biggest dream came true when I married you baby, you have always been the love of my life Brit. I love all my babies; Noah, Ashton, Carter, and Mackenzie are more than perfect to me. I got my wish of a little girl that looks just you." Santana smiled and kissed Brittany on the collarbone. "My career is beyond where I thought it would. I'm satisfied."
"So if you have your dreams...don't try to stop anything else from reaching or achieving theirs." Brittany said softly.
Santana sighed. "That's not what I'm doing Brit."
"Not purposely but you are indirectly. San."
"I'm sorry." Santana said softly.
"So what keeps you up at night?" Brittany asked. "This isn't the first time you have tossed and turned all night."
"I have a gut feeling that something bad is going to happen." Santana said sadly. "I just don't know what it is."
"Oh…." Brittany replied quietly. She didn't say anything else she instead held Santana tighter.
Thursday night. 7pm.
"This lasagna was good mommy." Ashton said with a smile while wiping his mouth.
"Good!" Mackenzie mimicked with a face full of sauce. Brittany smiled and leaned over wiping her mouth and her hands with a napkin.
"Glad you liked it baby." Santana replied with a smile. "It was extra good because you guys helped me tonight." She stood up and began clearing the table.
"So thank you to Carter who gently and carefully placed the noodles in the pan." She kissed him on the forehead as he blushed and leaned into Brittany's side.
"Thank you to Ashton, who helped me make the sauce tonight." Santana stated while kissing him on the forehead with a smile.
"Thank you to Mackey, for helping me spread all the cheese on top." Santana said with a smile while bending down and letting Mackenzie kiss her on the cheek.
"Cheese!" Mackey said happily while raising her hands in the air.
"Noah didn't help!" Carter said quickly while pointing at his older brother and sticking his tongue out. Mackenzie followed his lead and stuck out her tongue as well.
"Carter Eduardo." Brittany said sternly. "Do not stick your tongue out at the table."
"What if I'm eating a popsicle?" He asked with his big brown eyes and Santana's signature smirk.
"Popsicles! I want a red one." Mackenzie said while looking at Santana with a slight pout and big blue eyes.
"No popsicles tonight baby." Santana told her. "And Carter don't stick your tongue out at people, that's nasty and rude."
Brittany got up and grabbed some dishes putting them in the sink. "I like when you stick your tongue out at me….and in me." She whispered in the Latina's ear.
"I will later." Santana whispered back with a smirk.
"So we can only stick out tongue out for popsicles? What about…ice cream cones?" He asked.
Santana laughed to herself. "Are all of our kids characters babe?" She leaned over and kissed Brittany softly before lifting Mackenzie out of her chair and setting her on the ground.
"I wonder where they get it from?" Brittany teased while winking at the Latina.
"Ashton and Carter, I want you boys to do the dishes." Santana stated. "Mackey, momma is going to take a bath with you tonight ok?"
Mackey ran over to Brittany and hugged her leg. "Ok."
"I will still come read you a bed time story." Santana told her.
Brittany bent down and picked up Mackenzie. "I thought we were alternating bath nights with her San?" She asked with a confused face.
"Take a little extra time with her tonight baby." Santana said with a smile. "Noah, can you meet me in my office please."
"Sure mom." He said while standing up and taking his plate to the sink.
"Come on Mack…bath time baby." Brittany said happily as Mackenzie held on tightly to her neck.
Once in Santana's office, she set down a set of keys and a notebook on the desk.
"What's this?" Noah asked while glancing at the items.
"This…" She said slowly. "Well these are your keys to the studio." She said while tossing the keys to him.
Noah quickly caught the keys in the air and smiled. "Wait…are you serious?"
Santana nodded with a small smile. "I heard you loud and clear the other night, while I don't appreciate the swearing at me." She rolled her eyes. "You made your point, and your mother helped me see your point as well."
"So I can use the studio?" Noah asked excitedly.
Santana nodded. "Yes, but I have rules."
"Ok, anything." Noah said with a smile.
"I don't want anyone in the studio Noah, there is a lot of expensive equipment in there, so absolutely no company in there unless Zack, Brit, or I am in there with you. That goes for Eli and Manny as well." Santana said sternly.
"Ok, I understand." He replied quickly.
"No eating or drinking while you are working on the equipment, make sure everything is turned off when you are done, and this is not a closet or your bedroom. I don't want clothes and shoes all over. Keep it clean." Santana finished. "By clean I mean mommy and momma clean, not Noah clean."
Noah laughed. "I promise to follow all the rules."
"This notebook is a schedule of when you can use the studio mijo." Santana stated while opening the notebook, which was a planner. "The hours circled in red are when you can go in and experiment on your own and get a feel for the equipment. The hours circled in blue are when I will be in there with you to explain what I know about the equipment and answer any questions. The hours circled in green are when Zack will come to the house and work with you. And the hours circled in black are when you will produce the song me and Brit sang at the BBQ." Santana ended.
"I thought that song was going on your album?" Noah asked with a big smile.
"It is, and I want you to produce it baby." Santana told him with a smile. "Now, if your homework isn't done, or you're chores are done, or you start to slack with football and dance hours will be cut and crossed off."
Noah nodded that he understood.
"Ok, come on and follow me." Santana said while getting up and going to the studio. "I had some new equipment delivered to help you practice more." She pointed to the new devices. "There is also new software loaded on the monitors, and I got you a pair of new studio beats by Dre headphones." She finished.
Noah suddenly picked her up and spun her around. "Thank you, thank you, thank you." He said over and over while kissing her on the cheek.
Santana giggled and smiled. "Put me down mijo." She said through a laugh. When Noah put her down she sat on the small couch and patted the space next to her. Noah came and sat down next to her.
"I don't want to keep your from following your dreams or something you are truly passionate about baby." Santana said softly. "But this can't interfere with school and your responsibilities around the house, they still take precedent."
"It won't interfere mom, I swear to you." Noah told her.
"Ok, now hand me the keys back please." Santana asked while holding out her hand. Noah frowned and reluctantly gave them to her. "You swore and raised your voice at me so I'm grounding for another week."
"Momma already did." He told her.
"I know, I'm adding another week. That level of disrespect wont be tolerated Noah, at all." Santana said sternly. "Am I clear?"
Noah quickly nodded. "I'm sorry again for swearing at you."
"I know you are baby, you have the Lopez temper." Santana said with a smile. "You will get the keys back in 2 weeks."
"Ok, that's fair." Noah said while nodding his head.
"So, how are things with Karly?" She asked while crossing her arms over her chest.
"Good, I've been walking her to lunch everyday at school." He said shyly.
Santana couldn't help but smile proudly at the gentlemen she raised. "That's cute. Keep an eye on her. Keep thinking with your head….the one on your neck not in your…."
"Mom!" Noah said mortified as he cut her off while scooting back a little.
"Hey, I don't want to have that talk either but tough luck." She said quickly. "Just be careful with her Noah."
He nodded. "Can she come to Noey's play with us tomorrow?" He asked quietly.
"Yes, I already bought her a ticket. She can meet us there. Afterwards, she goes home or wherever she goes at night, and you are coming home, straight home." Santana told him. "Remember, you are on punishment."
The next afternoon Santana was in her daughters room getting Mackenzie dressed for Noelle's play when Ashton came in. "Which tie looks better mommy?" He asked while holding up a black and pink striped tie and a white and pink-checkered tie.
Santana raised an eyebrow. "Are you wearing the white polo and jeans you have on now?" Ashton nodded in confirmation. "Does the tie have to have pink in it?"
"Pink is Noey's favorite color." He said quickly.
Santana raised her eyebrow once again. "Ok well, go get the grey and pink tie you got for Christmas last year."
Ashton's grey eyes flickered and he ran out of the room quickly.
"Are we playing dress up today?" Mackenzie asked.
Santana smiled. "You want to dress up baby girl?"
Mackenzie smiled and nodded. "I want to wear a pretty dress."
"Well you have lots of pretty dresses so let's pick one out together." Santana lifted her off the bed and they went to the little blonde's walk in closet.
"San?" Brittany called out.
"I'm in the closet baby." The Latina replied.
"Not since you were like 17." Brittany said with a smile as she walked in the room and kissed Santana on the neck and grabbed Mackenzie from the Latina's arms kissing her on the cheek.
"I heard that." Santana said with a smile. "What about this one Mack?" The Latina asked while holding up a purple and white frilly dress.
Mackenzie's eyes lit up and she clapped. "Yay a dress like momma's."
Santana looked at Brittany and noticed she was also wearing a purple dress. "Yep, you will look even more like momma tonight." Santana told her with a smile.
"So does Ashton have a job we don't know about?" Brittany asked while sitting on the bed and putting Mackenzie's tights on her, which was a struggle since the little blonde was just as antsy as Brittany and kept moving.
"Sit still mija." Santana said softly while going through Mackenzie's dresser drawer to find ribbons for her hair. "A job?"
Brittany smiled. "He has on a tie, I think he drowned in Noah's cologne, which I'm sure will cause a fight later, and he is now gelling his hair."
Santana laughed. "I think he has a crush on Noey."
Brittan's smile tripled. "No way, are you serious?"
"Yeah, you haven't noticed the way they look at each other?" It's so cute." Santana smiled. "Oh and he used his allowance to buy her flowers to give her after the show."
"So you freak out about our 15 year old dating but are ok with our 9 year old?" Brittany asked with a frown.
"Our 9 year old has a crush it's just puppy love and he isn't thinking about S-E-X." She replied over her shoulder.
"You don't know that." Brittany said quickly.
Santana spun around. "That's not funny Brit." She said exasperatedly.
Santana found the ribbons she wanted for her daughters hair and laid them out before helping Brittany put the dress on the wiggling blonde. "Did she have candy at Mercedes's house today?"
"I'm sure she did." Brittany said with a smile.
"We had cupcakes and fishes." Mackenzie answered for them.
"Great, she will be bouncing all over tonight at the play." Santana groaned out. "I swear I'm pumping Zacky full of sugar the next time he is over here, Mercedes does this on purpose."
"Yeah she does." Brittany laughed as Carter came running in the room holding himself.
"Hands Carter!" Santana told him when she saw where his hands were.
"I have to use the bathroom!" He screeched while bouncing up and down.
"Why are you using the one in Mackey's room?" Brittany asked while standing up.
"Grey is in ours with the door locked." He said while straining as his face turned red.
"Go before you have an accident Carter." Santana sighed while pointing at the door. The small curly haired boy ran full speed in the bathroom.
Santana put Mackenzie's hair in a big ponytail and tied the purple and white ribbons around her curls. "There you look just like momma now." She said with a smile while kissing her on the cheek.
"Can I look like you tomorrow?" Mackenzie asked sweetly. "Carter looks like you….I wanna look like you too."
Santana looked over at Brittany frantically, who gave a weak smile and shook her head not knowing what to say.
"Ummmm, maybe baby." Santana said softly while picking her up.
"Carter, wash your hands when you are done." Brittany yelled out as they left the room.
"With soap!" Santana added.
The family was sitting downstairs in the living room waiting for Ashton to finally emerge from his room.
"Ashton's slow." Mackenzie said from her position on Noah's lap.
"Grey! Let's go!" Santana yelled out while cleaning off her sunglasses.
"I'll get him!" Carter said while jumping off the couch.
"No, you stay right here." Brittany said while grabbing his arm and lifting him in her lap. "You will somehow get lost or dirty if you go upstairs."
Ashton came running in the room with the bouquet of white lilies sprinkled with pink glitter in his hand. "I'm here."
"Don't you look handsome!" Brittany gushed. He was wearing a white polo shit, with a grey pink and white striped tie, he had on dark denim jeans, and a pair of grey loafers. He had his already spikey hair gelled into a slight Mohawk.
He blushed and looked down. "Thanks."
"Who are you trying to impress?" Noah asked.
"Think about it." Santana whispered to him.
Noah thought for a moment and smiled. "Here let me fix your tie Grey."
Halfway through the play Mackenzie crashed from her sugar high and fell asleep with her head resting on Santana's chest as she straddled her mother. Santana bounced her legs slightly to keep her sleep throughout the noise of the play.
"Want me to take her San?" Brittany asked after 30 minutes.
"No, I'm fine Brit." She said with a smile. "Thanks baby." She whispered.
"He has his arm around her." Brittany whispered while staring at Noah and Karly.
Santana looked over and sighed while nodding. "I see. It's ok Brit."
"No, it's not." Brittany replied quickly.
"We agreed to let him figure this out baby." Santana told her while grabbing the blonde's hand. "Come on, relax." She squeezed her hand before rubbing circles with her thumb.
"You know how I feel about her." Brittany replied. "I don't like her."
"I don't either Brit, but we agreed." Santana said softly as Mackenzie stirred. Brittany fixed the little blonde's dress and rubbed her back.
"Shhhhhhhhhh" A voice from behind them hissed.
"Did I just get shushed?" Santana hissed out while making a face.
"Yes now shhhhhhhhh I cant hear." The voice said quickly
Santana put on her best glare while turning around and staring at the man. "Saying shhhhhhhhhhh makes more noise than the people talking. You do know that right?"
"Santana…." Brittany said softly.
"His loser child probably isn't even on stage right now." She replied to Brittany.
"Santana…please don't cause a scene right now." Brittany said with a small smile trying not to laugh. "And don't call kids losers."
"Some kids are losers….remember Jewfro?" Santana asked.
"Shhhhhhhhhhhh" The voice said again.
"Dammit you shhhhhhhhhh!" She replied angrily while turning araound.
"Hey, your Santana Lopez." The man said with a smile.
Santana internally cursed herself for even turning around, hoping this wouldn't distract from the play and cause a scene around her and Brittany.
"Hey, can I have an autograph." The man asked while wrapping his arms around her neck with a pen in one hand a piece of paper in the other.
"Get your arms from around my mom." Noah hissed out while turning around and grabbing the man's arm.
Santana's bodyguard, who was standing over to the side, quickly came over and whispered something to the man, who then quickly sat back in his seat and didn't say another word the rest of the play.
After the play was over Ashton waited impatiently and nervously for Noelle to come out.
The blonde running over with a big smile straight to Puck's arms who picked her up and hugged her tightly. "You did great job baby girl." He beamed.
"You looked beautiful honey." Quinn told her while hugging her as Puck set her down.
"She's a Santana, we are born to perform." The Latina chimed in. "You did great sweetheart, I'm so proud of you." Santana told her with a smile.
"Go ahead Grey." Noah whispered to his younger brother while softly pushing him towards Noelle.
Ashton walked over to Noelle and held out the flowers. "These are for you." He said confidently.
Puck raised an eyebrow and started to speak but Quinn quickly covered his mouth and shook her head at him.
"Thanks Ashton." She said sweetly.
"You did great Noey." He said with a smile before kissing her on the cheek.
The little blonde blushed and looked away. "Thanks."
Quinn and Santana locked eyes and smiled at each while Puck frowned and crossed his arms across his chest.
"Calm down daddy." Santana teased while nudging him.
"I don't like this at all ladies….not one damn bit." Puck said bitterly.
"Oh stop it." Quinn said with small smile.
11pm.
Santana came up the bedroom after working in the studio for a couple of hours after the play. She noticed the light was out from under the door, and figured Brittany had gone to sleep early. She opened the door and gasped.
There were candles lit all over and Brittany was sitting on the bed wearing a pink leotard, with white ribbons tied around her wrist and a long stem red rose in her mouth.
Santana closed the door and walked in with a smile. She instantly sat on her wife's lap and took the rose from her mouth with her own and kissed her.
"What's going on baby?" Santana asked with a smile.
"I have something I want to do for you." Brittany said with a smile. She lifted the Latina off her lap and set her on the bed. She then ran over to the iPod dock on the wall and turned on a slow instrumental of classical music.
She began to slowly move her body gracefully while doing an interpretive dance. Twirling her arms slowly causing the ribbons to cascade and fly through the air. She twirled on her toes and did a number of moves Santana had never seen her do.
The Latina sat back and watched with awe as her wife beautifully danced in front of her. By the time Brittany finished, Santana had tears streaming down her face.
"Wow." Was all she could squeak out. "Come here baby." She said softly with her arms outstretched.
"Did you like it?" Brittany asked shyly as she sat on the bed and fell into Santana's embrace.
"That was so beautiful Brit, you had so much emotion and passion in your eyes and your movement." Santana said softly. "You were really into it."
"What is your escape from the world when you are stressed or having a bad day?" Brittany asked her wife.
Santana blinked slowly. "You." She quickly replied. "Being in your arms makes everything better." She added shyly causing Brittany to blush and lean over to kiss her on the lips.
"Such a charmer San," Brittany said softly. "What about when I'm not here…when I'm on the road. What do you do to escape from reality?"
Santana thought for a moment. "I go to my studio, blast the music, and write a song, or I put on my iPod and zone out."
"Why?" Brittany asked her.
"Music relaxes me." Santana said with a shrug. "It takes me to a different place kinda."
"The way you feel about music is how I feel about dancing." Brittany told her. "When I'm on stage, it's like an out of body experience sometimes. I feel free…I feel lighter…I feel complete in a way."
Santana sat up slowly and stared at Brittany. "I should make you feel complete baby."
"You do San." Brittany told her while peppering kisses to her face quickly. "Dancing completes me a different part of me in a way nothing else can. I've been dancing since I was 3 Sanny. Dancing is who I am. It's all I know."
Santana nodded that she somewhat agreed.
"You have acting and singing. If you couldn't act, you could always fall back on singing and vice versa. But if you take dancing away from me...it will break me." She whispered out. "Because I don't have an alternate career to fall back on."
"I just don't want you to get hurt Brittany." Santana told her.
"I don't want to get hurt either San." Brittany laughed slightly. "I have to finish this summer tour baby…and I need your support and your blessing. Please."
Santana closed her eyes. "I'm sorry Brit." Santana started as she opened her eyes up and grabbed the blonde's hand. "You are so right." She nodded. "You are absolutely right baby. It's not fair for me to try to take dancing away from you. It's your livelihood."
"It is baby, it's a big part of me." Brittany told her.
"Well then I support you Brit…." Santana whispered out while climbing on Brittany straddling her. "I will support you baby, but I still want you to cut back a little. I still want you home more."
"I promise I will San." Brittany told her while looking straight into her eyes. "I promise you I will." She repeated while kissing Santana and hugging her tightly.
"I want you to see a different doctor too, I didn't like the other one." Santana said while leaning forward and laying her head on the blonde's shoulder.
Brittany rubbed her back. "Why didn't you like him?"
Santana shrugged. "He was kind of casual, like he didn't seem concern you could lose your leg."
Brittany laughed. "I wish you would have never heard that part. Look at me San."
Santana sat up and linked her arms around Brittany's neck and stared into her blue eyes, which were now twinkling in the moonlight.
"I'm not going to lose my leg just from arthritis baby, it will be sore sometimes yes, it will hurt sometimes yes but that's where the shots come in." Brittany said softly while tracing her finger around the Latina's collarbone while looking into her eyes. "You left the office before he could explain anything. I don't have any infection or fluid or anything like that in my leg or knee….so the chances of me losing my leg from continuing to dance are slim to virtually none."
"Are you sure Brittany?" Santana asked her quietly.
"I'm positive, and the next doctors visit explains all of that as well." Brittany told her with a smile.
Santana nodded. "Brit?" She said shyly while looking down. "I, uh, said some terrible things about your dancing career and not being home that I need to apologize for."
Brittany rested her arms around Santana's waist and massaged there to coax the Latina on. "Yeah you do."
"I'm sorry Brit, for saying you parade around the world and shake your ass. I know that you dance company is so much more than that. I was just mad and scared and nervous." Santana said before clearing her throat.
"Thank you for apologizing." Brittany said with a small smile. "It really means more than you know."
"I don't want you to think I don't take your career serious because that's not the case." Santana tried to explain. "I was just mad, and I actually felt bad about it as soon as I said it. The look on your face was hard to stomach."
"Why do you always look to say what will hurt people the most?"
"I don't know…..defense mechanism I guess. Hurt them before they hurt me." Santana shrugged.
"You shouldn't think that way with me though baby." Brittany said while lifting her hand and cupping her cheek, stroking it with her thumb. "I'm not out to hurt you." Brittany leaned forward and slowly melded their lips together as Santana leaned into her embrace.
"I love you Brit." Santana whispered in her ear.
"I love you too Sanny. I love you so much." Brittany told her. "Thank you."
Santana slowly began kissing Brittany on the neck while rolling her leotard down allowing her perky breasts to pop out and bounce in front of her. Santana leaned down and kissed them softly. Brittany cupped her core and felt the heat coming from Santana.
Santana leaned them back so she was on top of Brittany and slowly took the rest of her clothes off before taking her own clothes off and lying flush on her wife. They simply laid naked and held each other for several minutes before Brittany positioned her thigh between Santana's legs and began rocking.
Santana moved Brittany's leg over. "I want to feel you baby." She whispered while settling between the blonde's legs and rocking. She rested her hands on Brittany's face to hold it still so she could look in her eyes. She smiled softly at her wife and kissed her on the lips as they picked up the rhythm.
"Oh god." Santana moaned out while resting her head in the blonde's neck. Brittany ran her nails slowly up and down Santana's spine as the Latina lazily kissed her neck.
"You feel good Sanny….don't stop baby." Brittany said softly while rocking up at a quicker pace.
"Beeeeeeeeeeeee." Santana moaned out while clutching Brittany tightly. "Mmmmmmmmmmm"
"Don't stop baby, don't stop…." Brittany said quickly as Santana's body tensed and slowed down. Brittany knew she was close so she flipped them over and kept the rhythm going.
"Sorry….I'm close." Santana panted out while closing her eyes tightly as her face twisted. She grabbed Brittany tightly and pulled her as close as possible.
"Hold on a little longer baby." Brittany whispered while lifting the Latina's leg on her shoulder and rocking faster. "You are so wet baby…." Brittany stopped for a moment and ran her finger through Santana's folds and stuck the finger in the Latina's mouth.
Santana sucked on her finger and moaned while biting her bottom hard to stop herself from peaking. "Beeeeeeee … can't h-h-h-h-h-h-old onnnnnnnn." She rasped out while gasping and panting.
Brittany swallowed her lips in a heated kiss while rocking as fast and as she could into the Latina. "I'm coming San….." Brittany whispered.
With one last thrust the two women peaked as Santana screamed out in ecstasy while dragging her nails down Brittany's back as the blonde collapsed on her and peppered kisses to her chest and neck.
"That….was…..intense…." Santana croaked out as Brittany rolled off of her and laid beside her running her hand up and down the Latina's now slick body.
"Every moment I'm with you is intense baby." Brittany said while cuddling close to Santana and kissing her as she fell asleep.
"I get it now…." Santana said softly to the blonde after she noticed she was sleep. "I get it baby, don't stop dancing until you absolutely cant anymore." She kissed her on the forehead and allowed herself to fall asleep.
Santana finally letting Noah into the studio...
They are back at the doctor next chapter
Ashton is such a little gentlemen. Lol So cute
Do you think Santana finally really understands why Brittany wants to keep dancing?
Mackenzie starting to notice doesnt look like Santana and her brothers is big.
