I'm going to start and finish this chapter with Brittany. Santana in the middle!

Brittany's POV

I poured us something to drink and made my way to our bedroom.

Quinn had texted me back asking if she could come over with Rachel but I had told her that we just wanted today to ourselves to enjoy the news.

But then when we came home Santana had wanted to take a nap and I went with her. We ended up sleeping through dinner time but we ate a light dinner anyway and then went back upstairs, wide awake.

Santana was still in the process of putting the DVD in the player when I got to our room.

"What are we watching?" I asked.

She turned and smiled at me. "I kinda feel like watching a comedy so I put in 50 first dates."

"That sounds more like drama than comedy," I said with a frown. She grinned at me as I put the glasses on my night stand.

"It's a comedy," she said, "believe me."

So we watched the movie. And I still didn't think it was a comedy but Santana thought it was funny and I was okay with that. That made the night worth it.

"Britt..."

"Hmm?"

I turned to look at her and I smiled when I saw that she was looking up at me. She had fallen asleep during the movie and even though I didn't like it, I kept watching and thinking she'd wake up soon. But the movie was already over and she was looking up at me so sweetly.

She didn't say anything for a while until she moved up and leaned over me. She kissed me hard, and I pulled her on top of me. She moaned, and I knew that this was that moment when her hormones kicked in and she totally wanted to do it. I wouldn't stop her – hell, it's been long enough.

Luckily for me we were only wearing the shirts we slept in so when I started pulling at it she lifted her arms and pulled back for just long enough for me to take her shirt off. She kissed me again right away and my hands found her waist, moved up and touched her breasts. They were heavy and really sensitive so I was careful not to do anything to hurt her but for now, she seemed to like it enough. She moaned against my lips and it felt so good to have her on top of me.

My dick was throbbing against her stomach. Against her bump.

"Are you sure we can do this?" I asked.

"Yes, we can do this," she muttered. She kissed my neck and hummed against the skin. She knew exactly what to do to make me want to take her hard and even though I was careful not to hurt her or the baby I spun her around, pinning her on the bed. "Fuck me, Britt."

"Your wish is my command," I said with a smirk and I pulled down her panties. She lifted her hips and when it was off one leg she kicked it away with her other. I took off my shirt and struggled with my boxers, but soon enough I was naked and on top of her again.

When I slid a finger through her folds she was already dripping wet and I smiled at her. But she pulled my hand away. "Fuck me, Britt...I just need you inside of me..."

I looked down at her as if to ask if she was sure and she just nodded. So, without any foreplay whatsoever, I positioned myself in front of her entrance and pushed into her. She arched her back and I stilled. She had her eyes closed, her mouth hanging open, and her hair was fanned around her and she was beautiful. I pulled out and then pushed in again and she moaned. And I quickly found a steady rhythm, one that steadily brought us both to that high pretty quickly.

"Fuck," I muttered. It had only been two weeks. Two weeks, in which she had felt fat and undesirable. No matter what I said or did nothing was good enough.

"Ungh, Britt, harder," she moaned.

And I went harder even though I didn't want to hurt the baby. But then I remembered that I wouldn't even get close to the baby, and I fucked her hard, fast.

Even though that meant that I reached my orgasm way too quickly. But for once it was Santana who came because I came, and not the other way around. Her whole body shook and her back arched off the bed and she moaned and hummed as the orgasm ripped through her body.

"That looked intense," I said when she came down.

"It was," she muttered. She pulled me down and kissed me again and I hummed against her lips. "You're so awesome...I bet you're going to be perfect..."

She sounded like she was falling asleep and I slowly pulled out of her and lay down next to her. "You're going to be amazing, I just know it."

She smiled, her eyes closed and her limbs heavy. And then she fell asleep.

I turned off the TV and settled down next to her. She rolled toward me and against me and I smiled and kissed her hair.

"Night."

Santana's POV

I woke up alone in bed but I could hear Britt. Or at least, I could hear the pots and the pans in the kitchen.

I smiled as I got out of bed and pulled on my pajama pants and a tank top. Our shirts, the ones we had been wearing last night, were already gone and I wondered how long Brittany had been awake for before I woke up.

Sleeping had been easier, now that I was out of that danger zone as I'd like to call it. And my mind was still a mess, but this time it was more hormones and I was practically always turned on. I hadn't told Brittany yet but I just couldn't help it.

So when I got down and into the kitchen, the sight of her making breakfast had me squeeze my legs together. I hoped I could get through telling my parents without wanting to jump Britt.

"Hey, take a seat. I checked your list and made you a proper breakfast," she said. She was referring to the list with things I could eat and what I couldn't. I sat down and wiggled a little to get rid of this pressure building but it was no use.

"So you wanna go tell our parents early?" I asked. I hoped she did because that way I could jump her after and nobody would bother us. That would be perfect.

"Yea and I was thinking we could um, start looking for a crib and stuff," she said. I hummed, and readjusted my plan.

"We can do that," I said. She sat down with me and put a plate in front of me. It looked great but the look on her face was better so I stared at her.

"What? Do I have something on my face?"

"No...you're just so sexy."

"Thanks! Hey, guess what?"

"What?"

"You're fucking hot. I wanted to wake you up this morning and have sex for breakfast but your dad said to take care of you."

I felt a throb low in my stomach and I moaned.

"We can have desert after breakfast," I rasped.

"Sounds perfect," she smiled. And I lost my appetite for food.

I ate some of my food but I was just too horny to eat more than a little. Britt was teasing me, slowly eating her food and smiling at me sweetly. She knew what she was doing to me but she was going to keep doing it anyway. I shifted in my seat but that only made things worse.

When she stood, I followed her lead and put my plate with hers on the kitchen counter.

And then I turned her around and pushed her toward the table. She bumped into it as I kissed her hard and long, passionately and heatedly. She moaned and I could feel her dick push against my stomach. It felt a little weird, against my baby bump, but the thought was gone as soon as it arrived and I moved my hand down and cupped her balls through her boxers.

"Ungh," she pushed her dick in my hand and I smirked at her.

"You're a tease," I muttered. I couldn't tease back, I just didn't have the patience. "Oh fuck."

I was soaking through the pajama pants.

She pushed her hand into the pants and rubbed my clit, and my hips jerked with every circle she made.

"No more teasing baby," she muttered. My hand slid off her dick and she pulled my pants down, turned us around and lifted me up on the table. "No more teasing, just fucking."

She kicked off her boxers and I pulled her against me again. "Fuck, Britt...yes," I rasped as she licked my neck and sucked on that spot that made me go crazy.

When I touched her dick she jerked and she looked at me. Her eyes were big, her pupils even bigger and it looked like she had black eyes instead of her beautiful blue eyes. I pulled her forward even more and positioned her in front of me, before wrapping my legs around her and pulling her into me. She rolled her eyes back and she gently pushed me down, so that I was laying on the table.

The fact that she was just as turned on as I was, made me feel so good. It made all my insecurities fade away and as she pounded into me, and rubbed my clit, and even leaned forward and sucked on a nipple, I lost all coherent thought. My orgasm was building super fast and when I came, she didn't stop but went on and made me come a second time, before she finally emptied her load into me.

I had to admit.

Before my pregnancy I wouldn't let it be a quicky.

No. I would want sweet sex. And even if it was going to be hard and rough and fast, there would be foreplay that would make up for the time.

But I didn't have enough patience now. Now that I was so horny that I could wake up in the middle of the night, dripping wet at so ready for Britt to take me.

Britt didn't seem to mind the quick but hot sex. She seemed to enjoy it as much as I was and her orgasms were just as intense as mine.

"Fuck, San."

"We just did," I said with a smirk.

"Ha, ha! I mean...sheesh, is this hormones?"

"Part of it is," I said.

"I knew it. But you're just so hot...and so fucking wet all the time," she pulled out and smiled at me. "I mean, last night...you didn't need anything just...you were just ready."

"I know. It's been that way for at least a week. I thought...at first I didn't think you wanted me as much as before, but...damn, you proved me wrong."

After we had taken a shower – separately – and had gotten dressed we made our way to Britt's parents.

Even though we had thought about going to my parents first, I decided that it didn't really matter because they would know either way, no matter who was first.

When we got to the Pierce residence we were pulled in and hugged and kissed and then we were put in the living room.

They knew we were going to tell them what the sex was because we had told them that there was something we wanted to tell them, and around this time in the pregnancy that could only mean one thing.

"So...how are you Santana?"

"I'm great, I feel fine. I've had it easy till now, so I'm hoping that it's going to be easy at least until birth."

The thought of giving birth still made me nervous and the closer it came the more nerves I felt.

"Okay, I can't do this small talk," Mrs. Pierce said. "What is it? Boy or girl?"

Brittany grinned and handed her the picture of the sonogram. "It's a boy."

"Oh baby!"

Mr. Pierce disappeared and came back with gifts wrapped in blue. One gift was wrapped in pink.

"We didn't know what to get you, but we wanted to get you something for both so we bought a dozen of gifts," he said with a smile.

"Thank you Mr. Pierce," I said, smiling. I still hadn't learned to call them by name and I was sure that I would never get there. "It's a lot!"

"It is, but a baby needs a lot!"

It turned out that the gifts were practical. A pack of the first diapers, bodysuits in pretty much every size and a toy.

We told the Pierce's that we still had to go to my parents and they nodded, and then they let us go.

We got to my parents and they had somewhat of the same reaction.

The only difference was that they did something bigger.

"It's locked, but when he starts needing it, you can access it easily. The first five years it's going to be locked though..."

"Dad..."

"He needs college money...university money and we're not going to be able to pay your way forever. When the time comes that you have your own jobs and make your own money, it's probably going to be harder to save up for him. This way by the time he's eighteen hell have enough to do what he wants," dad said looking at me.

I hugged him tightly and Britt did the same, and then I looked at my mom. "Thank you so much," I said.

This was so thoughtful that it made me cry, even Britt had to wipe her eyes when we left.

As it turned out shopping for a crib was pretty hard. It wasn't that we didn't like what the other liked. We had the same idea. We just couldn't find it.

So we made a list of places to look at and decided that every Saturday, we would search for the perfect crib. In the mean time we bought the outfit we wanted him to wear when we got out of the hospital and we bought a bag for stuff I might need during my stay there.

Britt surprised me with taking me to one of the few stores in the mall that sold maternity clothes and bought me a couple of things I would need in a little while.

I was in awe at all the gifts today and I think that I was the luckiest person on the world.

Life was perfect for now. And I loved it.

Brittany's POV

She never expected me to think of it and I think that it did more than she was letting on. She was smiling and shaking her head when I showed her what I got her; a couple of tank tops and shirts, some jeans and a sweat vest so that if she got cold, she could put it on and it fit over a baby bump until the end of her pregnancy.

"Thanks Britt Britt," she said hugging me tightly. I smiled and took a deep breath.

"You're going to need it and you can use it when you're not pregnant too...it says here on the label that it grows with you but that it's always wearable. But even if it's not you can wear it now and the next time."

"I hope there's going to be a next time but first...let's get through this one." She pulled back and when we went to pay, she held my hand. "Hey Britt...I love you."

"I love you too San. Super much. And for always."

Did it make up for the last chapter? :)