Fillings are towards the beginning. Not far to search for them. 69 request. BJ at school flashback.

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Her eyes were starting to burn from starring at the computer screen in the pitch black study. She'd slipped out of bed a few hours ago to start on her research. Her hearing was tuned to Brittany's breathing and heartbeat while she worked quietly in the other room. Since she hadn't turned on any lights the screen of her laptop was burning her eyes brighter than the sun but she wasn't going to risk waking up her pregnant fiance. She paused at that thought, pregnant fiance. She was engaged to her mate. Of course since they'd marked each other years ago their spirits were already bound but this was a human thing. Something the rest of the world would see and acknowledge. It was something beautiful. And then there was the pregnant thought. They were going to have a pup. Something created from the love they share for each other. It was a warm feeling that spread throughout her so quickly.

It was a moment that she was so grateful of her wolf DNA. That it had mutated her to be able to have children. She would have been Brittany's soul mate despite her form but this way, she was able to have the most precious of gifts naturally with her mate. A calm settled through her as she grinned at her computer screen with a soft sigh. How had such a gift been given to her? Brittany was everything and they'd found each other so young when others would never find each other. She was so blessed and she swore she would never do wrong by her family. Family. Not just a pack, or a group of close friends. She had a family. Something that would be of the two of them. She was struck with an image of a beautiful child of blonde hair, blue eyes, and her dark complexion.

The flutter of Brittany's heartbeat lifted her out of her thoughts. She turned in her seat and listened as Brittany's breath shifted and she realized her mate was starting to wake. She shut down her computer and tip toed back into their bedroom. Brittany had taken to spooning her pillow since she wasn't in bed. She smiled at her and was again swarmed with that happy warm feeling. Brittany's fingers flexed into the pillow cover and Brittany's brows furrowed together. It was a good sign that Brittany was close to waking and finding her not in bed. She pulled off her sweats and tossed them into the corner of the room. She left her tank and boxers on as she slipped into bed, carefully maneuvering herself into the pillows position. Within a second Brittany's leg was wrapping around her waist, nose breathing into her neck, and arm gripped at her tank above her abs. She sighed in happiness and closed her eyes, her hand ghosting over Brittany's to link their thumbs together since Brittany's grip was stone tight. She was drifted off to sleep before she realized just how tired she actually was.

She hated this class. It was the only one she didn't have with Brittany this year and it was History so it was boring as fuck. She tapped her fingers against the desk while starring out the window and daydreaming about finally getting to go home and spend uninterrupted time with her mate. She gasped as she felt a pang in the base of her spine. It was a very familiar sensation that settled into lower abdomen. She gasped as shocks of pleasure shot through her and she doubled over slightly in her seat as she felt all the blood rush down.

Images of Brittany flashed through her mind and she could sense her mates need for her. It was confusing because they'd just come back from their cycle so it wasn't that calling them. Brittany was just really horny all of the sudden and calling out to Santana's wolf to come please her. Her compression shorts became really tight and the pinch was enough to make her wince in pain. She gripped the edge of her desk and shifted, trying to find some relief but she wouldn't until she came inside her mate.

She looked at the clock; another thirty minutes of class. She hissed in pain as another sharp rippled of pleasure and pain tore through her. She was not going to survive this. What was Brittany thinking of to get herself so worked up? She gripped the desk tighter and felt it bend under her fingers. The student next to her shot her a confused glare and she let out a tiny growl in return. She reached her senses out, searching for her wanting mate. Brittany was in the girls locker room which would be empty for the next two hours since Coach was out for the rest of the day and those classes were canceled. Brittany was calling out to her and it was becoming impossible to resist. She was actually afraid that if she continued to stay in this classroom her erection would tear through her shorts and jeans.

"Excuse me?" Her hand shot up into the air as she called out to the teacher.

"Yes, Santana?" Ms. Holiday called on her.

"I'm not feeling well. Can I go to the restroom?" She asked, begging that her substitute teacher would let her leave. Or else she would get up and walk out. There was no staying in this classroom for much longer.

Ms. Holiday must have sensed her need or seen her discomfort because she excused Santana with a quick nod before turning back to the lesson. She grabbed her bag and rushed out of the classroom, not even concerned with what her classmates thought. She rushed as quickly as she could with the situation in her pants. Brittany was so going to get it for working her up like this in the middle of class. That mate of hers was trouble when she got in the mood. Not that she complained of that...ever.

She busted through the door to the locker room and locked it behind her. "Britt? Babe?" She called out trying not to sound desperate. She tossed her bag near her locker and went searching through the rows until she stumbled across Brittany who was smiling at her from the entrance to the showers. She picked up on the water already running in the back room. "We alone?" She asked, afraid that they could be outed.

"Come join me," Brittany flexed her finger in a 'come here' motion and back up into the shower room. The lust in her mates eyes was enough for her not to question anything more. She kicked her shoes and socks off quickly and jogged, as best she could, into the shower room. Brittany slipped into a stall and dropped her towel just outside. Her mind short circuited and all thoughts of reason or worry of getting caught was out the window. "Coming?" Brittany asked. Almost!

She stripped, leaving her clothes in a pile by the entrance and quickly went to join her mate in the shower stall. Brittany hummed in approval at seeing her already so hard and panting for her. "Looks painful babe. Maybe I could help relieve that," Brittany practically purred and stalked forward. She pushed against Santana's shoulders causing her to fall back into the shower stall wall. She reached out balancing herself and her jaw dropped as Brittany immediately fell to her knees and started stroking her.

"Oh god. What?" She asked through her gasps of air. Brittany's had would grip tighter at her base before loosing towards her head where Brittany rubbed her thumb over the sensitive bulb of her member.

"Remember a few days ago when I was able to swallow all it?" Brittany asked, looking up at her through wild, aroused eyes.

"Uh," She grunted, her abs flexing as intense pleasure shot through her at Brittany's breath on her member. "How could I forget. That was really hot."

"I can't stop thinking about it. And our deal," Brittany leaned forward, tongue darting out to tease at the flesh of her member. Pre cum escaped out and Brittany wrapped her lips around her head, sucking up that small bit before releasing her with a wet pop and a moan.

"Oh god," She groaned, gripping tighter at the wall behind her. Her knees felt weak and she knew she would be on the ground before this was all over. Brittany smirked and leaned closer taking her head between her lips and sucking lightly. Dots danced in front of her eyes and she tried so hard not to make any loud noises. It wouldn't be good for either of them if someone heard them outside of the locker room and busted them. Brittany's hand worked up and down her member as she slowly sucked in more of her. Her eyes rolled and her toes curled as she felt the tip of her prod into the back of Brittany's throat. Then something happened she was expecting nor had Brittany tried before, she took in even more of her and she slipped further down Brittany's throat. The muscles of Brittany's throat flexed around her and her jaw dropped in awe at the tight wetness that surrounded her. "Fuck" She gasped, reaching down to run her fingers through Brittany's wet hair. Brittany hummed around her and stars exploded her mind. Literally exploded. Her balls contracted powerfully as her orgasm punched through her. Brittany slipped back just a little and began swallowing all that she was spurting into her mates mouth. Her vision was blurred and every muscle inside her body was pulled tightly, her grip strong at the back of Brittany's head.

As after waves passed through her, her knees gave out and she slipped towards the floor. Her legs shot out on either side of Brittany who was grinning with such triumph at swallowing all of it without spilling a drop. She tried catching her breath, a small satisfied smile pulling at the corner of her lips. "You are amazing and so very very naughty," She chuckled a bit, hands falling to her still quivering abs.

She woke with a jolt of pleasure, hissing at the sensation that rippled through her. She was vaguely aware of the sun spilling through the blinds as she was distracted by the bobbing of the sheets around her waist. "Britt?" She asked but tossed her head back as Brittany's tongue flicked rapidly over the tip of her penis. She was painfully hard and she gripped the sheets feeling how aroused her mate was. Lust and want pooled through her and she reached her hand underneath the sheet, searching for her mate's hand to grip and pull up. She found it and whined with a moan as she pulled Brittany out from under the sheets. She quickly kicked them aside, reaching for Brittany's hips. As the thought crossed her mind saliva pooled in her mouth. She needed to taste her mate just as much as Brittany needed to taste her. She sat up feeling her member rub against Brittany's thigh. Ugh, she was too aroused. "Turn around," She gasped. Brittany's brow furrowed together in confusion. She shook her head and went to guide Brittany's hips to get her mate to flip around how she was wanting. She felt rather than saw the realization and happiness of her mate as Brittany went back to stroking and licking at the tip of her. Now she was just in the position to return the favor.

It was silly to think she would be able to focus but as her tongue slid through soaking folds, she found her mate having trouble to concentrate as well. Meaning, she was able to work Brittany up to match how close she was. Thighs trembled on either side of her face as juices coated her chin. This was the best breakfast ever. Her hands gripped at Brittany's hips as she felt the coil tighten till it popped in her gut and her toes curl as her orgasm ripped through her. Brittany gasped, her own orgasm tearing through her.

Brittany fell over to the side of her, panting for air and grasping at the sheets bunched into a ball between them. She looked down at her satisfied mate and grinned realizing they were both covered in each other's cum. "Morning," She smiled, having finally caught her breath.

"Hey," Brittany grinned back.

"So what was that?" She asked, still always shocked to wake up with Brittany going down on her.

"Well I had a very erotic dream about my super sexy fiance and when I woke up I found you still sleeping and super hard. Thought I would treat us both to a good breakfast," Brittany teased.

She rolled her eyes at her mate and then rolled herself though the bed to come lay next to her. She kissed her first on the tip of her nose, catching a bit of her own cum on her lips. She was suddenly very aroused again. "How about we take a very long, hot shower?" She asked, voice dropping an octave as lust settled in her gut once again. Brittany answered her by wrapping her arms around her neck and kissing her deeply.

She was really not wanting to knock on the door so Brittany did it instead. "Are you sure this is okay?" She whispered, afraid the devil woman would hear her through the house.

"Dad invited us but he promised my mother would behave. Besides, we need to tell them all of the great news," Brittany grinned and gripped her hand tighter in excitement. Right, the news. She just knew this evening wasn't going to end well. Brittany's mother hated her and would not be happy that they are getting married. And also expecting. But this was her mate's family and Brittany wanted to tell them. So she would smile and pray she survived the evening without getting poisoned or shot. She would do this. She could, really.

The door swung open to a smiling Mr. Pierce, "Ladies! So glad you are finally here. Steaks just came off the grill." Her stomach immediately growled at the thought of getting to eat his famous steaks. Mr. Pierce must have heard because he let out the loudest laugh while ushering them inside. She heard Mrs. Pierce rummaging around in the kitchen and her stomach flipped into knots. Brittany squeezed her hand once more, sensing her nerves frazzling. Mr. Pierce pulled them both into a tight hug and took the pie from Brittany's hands. "You girls must be starving. Let's eat," Mr. Pierce pushed them towards the kitchen, not treating them as if it'd been years since they'd both visited together for dinner.

Brittany led them to the table where her mother was already sitting and sipping on some wine. "Hey Mom!"

Mrs. Pierce smiled at her daughter and stood enough to accept the hug Brittany wrapped her in. Santana stood back and tried to ignore the daggers that were being starred at her. Brittany stepped back and took the seat Santana pulled out for her. Mr. Pierce joined them, setting out the last of dinner on the table for them. Mrs. Pierce offered Brittany a glass of wine but she declined with a smile and a small shake of her head. They sat down and Santana folded her hands in her lap, not wanting to draw any attention to herself or start a war just by reaching for her mates hand. Nope, she wasn't asking for it at all tonight.

"Can I get a bottle of water Dad?" Brittany asked passing the glass of wine over to her. She smiled knowing why her mate was turning down the fine wine for the nights occasion. She was actually surprised Mrs. Pierce even pulled out a nice bottle.

Mr. Pierce eventually sat down, passing a bottle of water over to his daughter. "Well, isn't this nice?" He asked as they finally started to fill their plates with food.

"This is great Dad," Brittany nodded reaching for one of the largest pieces of steak which she knew was cooked to her liking just as Mr. Pierce always did. She got a brief confused look from Mr. Pierce as he watched his daughter start to cut up the almost rare piece of meat.

"Just lovely honey," Mrs. Pierce commented with a touch of sarcasm. Mr. Pierce shot her a look but she ignored her husband as she started to pick at the food on her plate. Yep, dinner was awkward like she would suspect it would be.

"So Brittany just loves working at the clinic with you. She comes home and can't stop talking about helping all the animals. It's endearing," She tired breaking the tension at the table and it seemed to work as her and Mr. Pierce started to talk about his business. Brittany would jump in and add her feelings on some of the animals they were talking about. Overall it turned out to be a nice dinner. Until it was time to say goodnight.

They hadn't found a good time to reveal their news since Brittany's mother was sour for all of the evening so they weren't going to mention it. At least not until they thought her mother would be more accepting of the news. They didn't want them telling her parents to be a bad memory. So they were putting on their jackets and heading for the door when the night took a turn for the worst.

"So you really aren't going to tell me. How insulting. I bet its that one's idea for you to lie to your mother," Mrs. Pierce spat out, shooting a nasty look at Santana.

"You know?" Brittany asked, brow furrowed in worry and concern. Her mother had a few drinks and she was really certain that this wouldn't go as they'd hoped at the beginning of the night.

"Hard to miss that ugly giant rock on your finger," Mrs. Pierce spat.

"Oh! Look at that ring. Santana, you finally proposed. It's impressive," Mr. Pierce smiled, taking Brittany's hand and inspecting the ring. He wasn't surprised at all. Brittany had been to work all week with the ring on her finger. It would be hard to miss.

"Mom, you didn't really seem like you were in the mood to talk about it," Brittany smiled at her Dad but tried to ease the tension with her mother.

"Why would I be in the mood to talk about it? I think I've been clear on how I would feel about this for a very long time. And yet you still choose to wear a ring? To marry that?" Mrs. Pierce swayed on the spot and talked with such venom.

"I think you should go to bed and stop talking to your daughter that way," Mr. Pierce turned towards his wife. Reaching out to guide her towards their bedroom.

"Nope. They both need to hear that I still do not approve. I hoped that distance would finally break them. I hoped that Brittany would realize she's better than some bartender's trash. I hoped for so much more for you and here you are wasting everything life has to offer you," Mrs. Pierce pushed her husbands hands away as she said every hurt full thing they could ever imagine.

"How dare you," Brittany spoke up, stepping forward towards her mother. "I love Santana with everything I am and I know she feels the same way for me. We are getting married weather you like it or not because she is my soul mate, my life. I will marry her, have her children, and live happily ever after."

Mrs. Pierce huffed, "Ha! You can't have her children. Guess theirs a downside to your perfect life you think you'll have."

"I can have her children. I am," Brittany spat back, anger getting to her now. Santana stepped forward, taking her mates hand and trying to pass along a feeling of calm, despite that she was equally as pissed at her mate's mother for question their happiness.

"You can't be serious. Two women can't have children together. You're life with her is flawed," Mrs. Pierce snapped. Mr. Pierce looked at the two of them with eyes of joy, because he knew the truth. That they could and Brittany was pregnant with their child. His grandchild.

"Honey, you should really go to bed before you cause our daughter and her future wife to banish us from every seeing our grandchild," Mr. Pierce turned towards his wife with stern eyes. When he saw that she was going to continue with her hurtful words he turned towards them, "Probably best that you two go. Thanks for having dinner with an old man and his hateful wife. I'll see you two later."

Brittany nodded sadly and let her mate pull her out the front door. She wrapped her arms around Brittany and led her to the car, "It'll be okay love. You're father was ecstatic and that's good news."

"Would have been better if my mother had been as well," Brittany said with a sad sigh.

Author's note:

Wow, went from fun to holy crap. I know, but that's a part of the story. Perhaps Britt's mom will come around. But on another note; how did you all like the fills this chapter? So many pushed for those two scenes that I just had to put them in. Plus I was really motivated ;)

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