Chapter 7: The Wednesday Before Last
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- Jessica
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Santana was first to wake. She felt something stabbing at her backside. Already having an idea of what it was but still being curious, Santana reaches her hand behind her and is instantly met with Quinn's extremely hard dick.
She held back a moan as she felt the thick cock twitch in her hand. Quinn whimpered still sleeping.
Quinn, herself was having a pretty rocking dream. So many sexual things were happening she couldn't even describe them all. She was knocked out of it from the sound of her own loud moan.
"Fuck." Quinn exhaled looking down to see a raven head of hair bobbing up and down on her dick.
Santana looked up and made intense eye contact with Quinn.
The blonde currently had no idea what was happening to her. Like, she literally just woke up and there was Santana giving her easily the best blow job of her goddamn life.
Santana released Quinn's cock with a audible pop crawling back up to straddle her.
"These hormones are making me really horny and I need you to do something about that." Santana whispered in the blonde's ear nibbling on it a little causing the blonde to moan.
"W-what do you want me to do?" Quinn stuttered.
Quinn was actually at a lost for what she was supposed to be doing about Santana's hormones. She hadn't really been hormonal and they weren't really having sex because Quinn wanted to take things slow and do them properly because that's what the brunette deserved.
But as soon as Santana started to suck on collarbone those chivalrous thoughts went straight out the window.
"Fuck me, Quinn." Santana said with such husk and seduction, Quinn almost came right then and there.
These words sparked something in the blonde that she didn't know existed.
With surprising ease Quinn flipped them both over so Santana was under her.
Santana raised her eye brow in a questioning manner at the action.
"What? I'm a top." Quinn explained. Santana rolled her eyes with a small laugh.
"Whatever. Just shut up and fuck me."
Quinn smiled down at the Latina.
"As you wish, princess."
Quinn lent down to press her lips to Santana's full one's. The kiss was slow and sensual, just the way Quinn liked it. Santana on the other hand wasn't having any of it. She instantly bit Quinn's bottom lip causing the blonde to groan giving room for Santana to introduce her tongue to Quinn's.
Quinn didn't know what part of Santana she wanted to touch the most. It was all so smooth and uncovered considering both of them like to sleep naked for some reason.
She finally settled on her breasts that were pressing into her own.
Santana arched into the touch ripping her mouth away from Quinn's in a gasp. The blonde quickly latched on to the luscious neck in front of her sucking and nibbling till she was satisfied with her reddish-purple masterpiece.
Quinn trailed her tongue down to the breasts her hands were just occupying. She sucked a pert nipple into her mouth. Santana gasped arching almost completely off the bed.
"Fuck, Q." The brunette moaned breathlessly.
In response, Quinn moved to the other nipple giving it the same attention as her hand drifted down to Santana's heated core.
Santana gasped instantly grinding into Quinn's hands trying to get much needed friction.
Quinn, being the good girlfriend she is gave the brunette what she wanted. Rubbing tight circles around Santana's bundle of nerves.
"Ugh. Oh god. Quinn please." Santana begged desperately bucking into Quinn's hand. The blonde smiled.
"What do you need, princess?" Quinn asked, sucking on the spot just below and to the right of Santana's ear that she knows drives her crazy.
"You... inside." Santana managed to get out in between strangled moans.
Quinn smirked, she crashed her lips into Santana's as she lined herself up with the Latina's entrance.
She kept kissing Santana heatedly as she slowly pushed in allowing the girl to get adjusted to her size.
Quinn doesn't like to brag, but she was quite a bit to take.
The blonde groaned when she finally filled Santana to the hilt. She waited a couple more seconds before she started to thrust into the tight heat surrounding her.
"Ugh...Faster, Q." Santana panted. Her hips bucking and meeting Quinn's thrust for thrust.
Doing what she was told Quinn picked up the speed moaning in the brunette's ear.
The blonde was already embarrassingly close, trying to hold off her release until Santana had her's.
Santana gasped when the blonde bit her collar bone not even registering where the blonde was, she was so far out of it. She needed more though, she was close but not close enough.
As if she read her mind, Quinn propped herself up on one hand near Santana's head and started to pound into her at a blazing speed.
"Fucking shit!" The shorter girl screamed beneath her when Quinn's free hand drifted down to her bundle of nerves.
"Babe, I'm so close." Quinn murmured, sweat dripping off her brow and landing in the valley of Santana's luxurious breasts.
"Me too." Santana said around a guttural moan. Quinn came emptying herself out deep into the brunette, thinking that was the sexiest noise anybody had ever made in her presence, she started drilling into Santana at break neck speed.
As soon as Quinn hit that magical spot, Santana came with a vengeance. Without realizing what was happening, she pushed Quinn out of her and squirted her release all over the unsuspecting blonde before completely blacking out.
Quinn still in a post coital daze just sat there watching the brunette's chest raise up and down with her breathing.
Snapping out of her haze a couple minutes later, Quinn grab her phone off the night stand with a smug grin. She snapped a photo of Santana for evidence when she told her about this later.
Once done she put her phone back and lied down next to her girlfriend taking a much needed nap also.
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Quinn woke first this time when her phone went off with the alarm she had set for their lunch with Kitty.
She rolled over to the beautiful brunette beside her. She scanned her features committing every little dip and dimple to memory.
"You know it's rude to stare at people while they're sleeping." Santana mumbled her voice raspy with sleep.
"Well, this is the first time you've complained." Quinn retorted. Her eyes tracing over the girl in front of her.
"Well that's because I didn't know you were staring at me. This time I just happened to be awake."
Quinn smiled affectionately.
"Whatever, Princess. We are going to be late for lunch with Kitty and Ryan if we don't hurry up, so get your pregnant ass up." Santana did as she was told but not without a comment.
"Oooh. Bossy Quinn. I like it." She said walking up to Quinn's naked form and hugging her waist and resting her chin on the blonde's chest so she could look up at her.
That was the only thing she didn't care for that much about her girlfriend; how much taller she was than her she wasn't Brittany tall but at least a couple centimeters shorter. Nonetheless, she was still much taller than Santana, which didn't sit right with her. It made her feel like Rachel Berry and that was something she simply will not put.
"Can you shrink?" She asked the taller girl like it was the most normal question in the world.
"What?" Quinn asked incredulously.
"Can you shrink? You make feel short." She said with the upmost seriousness.
"Princess, you're not that tall to begin with." Quinn tried to reason, but as soon as the brunette pouted she knew she was a goner.
The blonde sighed as she bent her knees slightly till she was eye level with her girlfriend.
"Is this better?" She asked sarcastically?
The brunette smiled. "Much."
Quinn lent in the kiss those happy lips in front of her.
"Come on. We're late."
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They stepped out of the building to a nice sunny afternoon and horrible flashing cameras.
"Well, this is nice." Santana commented sarcastically.
"I'm sorry. I may have tweeted that we were together this morning." Quinn apologized sweetly. She wrapped her arm protectively around Santana's waist and walked to her Camaro which was a little down the block.
"It's okay. Besides, they probably would just shown up anyway." Quinn sighed knowing this was true. All she wanted to do was protect her family.
They continued walking to the car without to much trouble and got in. They were now 15 minutes late.
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Right as Quinn stepped into the restaurant a tiny body collided with her legs. She looked down and was met with her eyes staring back at her happily.
"Hey, buddy. Where's your Mommy?" Quinn asked looking down at her son. Ignoring his mother's question Ryan ventured around Quinn to Santana who was standing slightly behind her.
He stuck his small hand out to Santana proceeded to introduce himself.
"Hello. My Name's Ryan and I'm ten."
Santana chuckled and shook his hand introducing herself too.
"Hi. My name's Santana and I'm Twenty-six." He blushed slightly when Santana smiled back at him.
"You're pretty." Santana smiled again and thanked him. Quinn then decided to make herself known again.
"She is. Isn't she?" Santana blushed. Patting herself on the back for that, Quinn picked up Ryan to get him to focus on her sense he was kind of just staring at Santana dreamily.
"Hey. Keep your eyes to yourself, Mister. She's mine." She claimed giving her son a big sloppy kiss on his cheek causing him to laugh heartily.
Santana looked on with a smile on her face. If Quinn was this loving with a kid she didn't even see everyday, imagine how she would be with the twins.
Suddenly a blonde woman walked up next to her.
"She's great with him isn't she?" At a lost for words Santana just nodded.
"That's one of the reasons I regret keeping them apart the last couple of years." The blonde sighed.
"Why'd you do it?" Santana asked rather curious.
"To be completely honest, I don't even know." The blonde turned towards Santana and held out her hand just as her son did. "I'm Kitty, by the way. Ryan's mother."
Santana shook Kitty's hand and smiled politely.
"I'm Santana. Quinn's girlfriend. And their mother." she said pointing down to her stomach.
"You're pregnant. How far along are you?" She asked noticing that Quinn had put Ryan down and was now making her way towards them.
"Five and half months. With twins." The brunette said fondly. She soon felt strong arms wrap around her waist and a kiss on her cheek. She smiled subconsciously.
"You too make a great couple." Kitty complimented, surprising them both.
"Thank you, Kitty." Quinn said earning a nod from Santana in agreement.
"Your welcome. Now, what do you say we eat and then talk some more." They all agreed and walked over to the table Kitty had already been sat at.
To Quinn's surprise, there was a nice looking man waiting for them and as Kitty sat down he kissed her cheek. She blushed.
"Hello, I'm Biff." He said, his pearly whites almost blinding Santana.
"Hello, I'm Quinn and this is my girlfriend, Santana." Quinn shook his hand while Santana mumbled a polite 'nice to meet you.'
They sat down and ordered.
After some small talk and the arrival of the food, Ryan announced that he needed to use the bathroom.
"I'll take him." Biff excused himself, he took Ryan's tiny hand and led him towards the men's restroom towards the back.
"Now, that there gone what is it that you wanted to talk about Kitty?" Quinn asked I'm between bites of her chicken alfredo.
"Ah, yes. Well, I know I haven't been the best mom recently by not letting you see Ry, but I want to change that. We moved up here with Biff and I really want you back in his life." Kitty explained. Quinn took it all in and Santana squeezed her hand under the table.
"I would love that, Kitty." Quinn said sincerely, her eyes welling up with tears.
"I know I've kept him away from you long enough, and with good reason kind of." Kitty rambled.
"What was that reason if I may ask?" Quinn spoke in a clipped tone, already knowing what the answer was.
"I was scared, okay? I was scared for me. For him, and I was scared that one day you'd wake up and realize you don't want this, you done want him." Kitty exclaimed, on the verge of tears.
Santana saw Biff and Ryan walking back over in the distance and looked at the time. They had about 15 minutes to get to there appointment.
"Baby, we need to go." Quinn looked at her watch and agreed. She sighed and said goodbye to Ryan and Biff and told Kitty they'd talk some other time.
On the drive to the office Santana noticed how tense her girlfriend was.
"Honey, are you okay?" The blonde sighed. She couldn't look over case she was driving.
"Yeah, I guess. I just got a lot of things going on right now, you know?"
"Ok. Just , I'm here of you need to talk." Santana said with a small smile.
"I know and I love you for that-" Quinn stopped wide eyed. She didn't mean to say those words they just came out.
"Quinn. Calm down. I love you too." Santana commanded with e wide smile, dimples and all.
"Really?"
"Of course. How could I not? You gave the most beautiful gift any woman could ask for." She claimed looking down at her stomach.
The blonde just smiled.
"Aye, Quinn?"
"Yeah?"
"You said Ryan is ten, right? Why his he so small?"
Quinn looked at her lap briefly.
"He was born a month early, and ever since then he's been the smallest one in his class."
Santana sat back at the new information her hand instantly covering her tummy protectively.
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Quinn held Santana's hand as they walked into Dr. Martinez' office.
After their talk about Ryan, the brunette had seemed kind of worried. Quinn did everything she could to assuage her fears but it wasn't working.
" Ms. Lopez?" The nurse called. They got up and followed the nurse to the back wear Santana was weighed.
"Okay, Ms. Lopez just lie down right there, and Dr. Martinez will be in to see you in a little bit."
The nurse walked out and Santana did as told.
"You nervous?" The Latina asked clearly nervous herself.
"A little. I mean, I've been here once with Kitty before, but other than that it's all new." Santana felt a tiny twinge of jealously when the mention Kitty. She's not sure why. Eh, probably just the hormones.
"Ah, Ms. Lopez, Ms. Fabray you ready to get started?" The bubbly Latin man asked.
They both smiled. He took that as a yes.
"Okay, first any questions for me?" They both shook their heads.
"Okay, let's get started. Santana I need you to raise your shirt up, please. Oh, and brace yourself it's cold today. The warmers broke." The man explained referring to the gel he put onto Santana's stomach.
"You ready?" The girls nodded with enthusiasm. He chuckled.
"Okay, here are your twins." He said slightly adjusting the tools he was using.
Quinn's breath hitched. This was the first time she was seeing her twins and she could already tell that they would mostly take after Santana, which she was perfectly fine with.
"Would you like to know the genders?" Dr . Martinez asked hoping they would say yes. He loved telling parents their children's sex. The looks on their faces were priceless.
Quinn smirked they had bet on what the babies' genders were. She guessed boy and girl.
They nodded in sync still not saying a word in fear of ruining the moment.
"Okay, well your daughter is currently kicking your bladder, and your son is kicking her in the face." He said laughing at his jokes that he totally thought were absolutely hilarious.
"Quinn jr. stop kicking your sister." Santana said as serious as a heart attack..
"Did you just name our son? Oh, and you oh me a blowj-" Santana quickly cut Quinn off before she gave Dr. Martinez a earful.
"Okay, is there anything we need to know?"
"Well, you're entering your third trimester so you're going to need a lot of rest. Bad news, no modeling. Good news, Quinn has to wait on you hand and foot."
"Oh, so nothing has changed?" Quinn asked incredulously, earning her a slap to to the back of her head. She rub the sore spot while pouting.
"Oh, yeah Quinn, watch what you say around Santana hormones are in full force and she is going to be super sensitive." Quinn nodded.
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Santana and Quinn were on the latter's couch resting after a long day of sex.
Dr. Martinez was right, the hormones were not to be messed with and Santana's sex drive had to be unhealthy. Quinn's was just glad she could keep up with her.
"Hey Princess, can you scoot up a bit. You're kind of hurting my arm." Quinn asked nudging Santana from the uncomfortable position.
Santana's face instantly scrunched up.
"You think I'm fat?" The Latina asked with tears running down her cheeks.
"What? No, I didn't say that. I think you're very sexy." Quinn smiled genuinely. To her a pregnant Santana was a sexy Santana.
"Just admit you think I'm ugly." Santana said through her sobs.
Quinn pulled the Latina into her chest and let her cry it out.
3 more months.