Standard Disclaimer, I don't own Glee or any of its characters. The girls are 29 in this chapter. This chapter takes place between "Sisters" and "Grieve."
Eleven
"So what do you suppose they're up to?" Brittany asks as she grabs a breadstick from the basket in the middle of their table.
Santana shrugs as she finishes chewing, "No idea, but they sure were eager to get us out of the apartment weren't they?" Santana says after she swallows.
The two of them had just gotten out of a show that Brittany had wanted to see for a couple of weeks now, and were currently seated in a private booth at Santana's favorite Italian restaurant. All of it had been set up by Rachel and Quinn.
"You two have a fantastic time now, okay, the show starts at six so you better hurry. You don't want to be late." Rachel says with a big smile on her face as she shoves Santana's coat into her arms.
"Right, and then you have reservations at nine at The Villa, after that just enjoy the evening together and don't even think of coming back home until at least ten thirty." Quinn adds as she helps Rachel shuffle their two girlfriends out the door.
It had all happened so fast that it had left Santana and Brittany in a bit of a daze.
"Do you think they're throwing some kind of surprise party?" Brittany asks.
"A surprise party at ten thirty? It's a little late for that plus it's a Thursday and it's not anybody's birthday, maybe they just wanted some alone time?" Santana offers up as she reaches for her fourth breadstick moaning in pleasure when she takes a bite. "I swear to God, it's like an addiction."
Brittany giggles at that. "Well maybe, but why wouldn't they just tell us that they wanted some alone time, why go through all of hassle of setting this up? Besides it's always more fun when it's the four of us." Brittany with a suggestive wink.
"True that." Santana laughs in agreement. "I don't know. Still this was all pretty nice and it's been a while since just you and I have gone on a date."
"Yeah, I guess I just want to know what they're thinking, that's all. I mean, Quinn knows how to keep a secret when she wants to, that girl is like freaking Fort Knox, but Rachel is an open book and I couldn't for the life of me get a read on her."
Santana sets down her half eaten breadstick. "You aren't worried are you?"
Brittany shakes her head and smiles, "No, not really, I mean nothing felt wrong, it was just a little weird that's all. I mean what could the two of them possibly be doing that we can't be there for?"
Santana gets a lecherous little grin on her face. "I bet you they're making us a video, you know of them doing it."
Brittany lets out a bark of laughter at that.
"No, c'mon think about it." Santana says, still grinning.
"You're insane." Brittany says with a laugh.
"No, no, hear me out. Rachel's going to be gone for the next month finishing up that film and Quinn has that book tour she's doing and she'll be gone for at least two weeks, so they're making us a tape to watch while they're away."
"While I agree that it would be pretty hot-" Brittany concedes.
"See!? That's totally it!"
"-I sincerely doubt it."
Santana just shrugs her shoulders and picks her breadstick back up. "Is it at least okay if I pretend that that's it, because I seriously can't get that image out of my head?"
"Oh, I'm right there with you, but sadly I just don't think Quinn and Rachel are the type to make a tape like that."
Santana slumps a little in her seat. "Yeah you're probably right, damn. But then what else could it be?"
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Dinner passed pleasantly between the two women, the both of them enjoying each other's company. They talked a little bit more about what their girlfriends could possibly be up to. Each theory getting a little more outlandish. Ending with Brittany deciding that the two of them were living a double life as international jewel thieves. Once dinner was finished they decided to take a leisurely walk home, rather than take a cab. They could spend the time together and it would get them back to their apartment at around the requested ten thirty.
"I love you." Santana says as they stroll down the sidewalk.
Brittany leans over and captures Santana's lips for a quick kiss. "I love you too. Man, what a life huh?"
"Yeah, we've got it pretty good don't we?" Santana says as Brittany pulls her in a little closer.
"I think so, I'd say we've been pretty blessed and right now our two biggest blessings are currently at home, plotting."
"So let them, it's obviously important to them." Santana says, bringing her and Brittany to a stop just outside their building. "We'll find out what they're up to in a minute."
"San?"
"Yeah Britt?"
"I'm glad you're here with me, I'm so thankful that you were brave enough to accept Rachel into our lives and I'm grateful that you were able to bring Quinn to us as well. Our family is here, it exists because of you."
Santana shakes her head. "We have our family because you taught me to be brave, because you gave me the strength to realize that I deserve to be loved."
Brittany and Santana lean in and begin to share a passionate kiss. When they finally pull apart the two of them are breathing a little heavy. "I think we've given them enough time to do whatever it was that they wanted to do, don't you?" Santana asks, her voice a little husky.
"I think so, shall we head up?" Brittany asks, biting her lip and tugging lightly on Santana's hands.
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When Santana and Brittany enter their apartment it was like stepping into some kind of fairy tale. The lights were all off but living room was filled with small white candles that illuminated everything with a gentle flickering light. Soft music was playing low in the background, just enough to add a pleasant sound but not really loud enough to make out what the music actually was.
And there standing in the middle of it all were Rachel and Quinn. Both of them were wearing white lacy dresses, both of them looking like something out of a dream. Rachel was beaming at them with her brightest smile while Quinn stood back, smiling at them as well, almost shyly.
"Welcome home you two." Quinn's voice carries over the music to them, soft and gravelly.
Santana and Brittany look around in wonder. "What's all of this?" Santana asks as the two of them walk over to their girlfriends.
Rachel and Quinn exchange looks before turning their attention back to Santana and Brittany.
"Quinn and I have been working on this for a while now, talking about it, planning it, thinking about exactly how to go about saying this to the both of you." Rachel starts.
"I don't know if you two realize just how important you are to us, we…" Quinn gasps a little like she's about to cry but manages to compose herself. "We wouldn't be here if it weren't for the two of you. You took a chance on…" Quinn chuckles, "On an emotional train wreck."
"And an overbearing diva." Rachel takes over. "You took a chance on us, you found something to love in the both of us at a time when…" Rachel starts to cry. "I was so, so low, I didn't think anyone would ever even like me, let alone love me… I didn't think there was anything to love. No matter what I did or what I tried, I always seemed to push people away… I was afraid because I knew I was going to end up alone. And then I met you two."
"All my life I was never good enough." Quinn says, her voice cracking. "It didn't matter how hard I tried I was never good enough, I wasn't pretty enough, or smart enough, or brave enough, or- or anything. I hated myself, and when I looked in the mirror I… all I saw was a culmination of every mistake I had ever made… and I truly believed that the world would be better off without me, and then I met you two."
"You took a chance on us when no one else would."
"You saw something worthwhile in us when we couldn't even see it ourselves."
"You were kind to us as we learned to love ourselves."
"You were patient as we learned how to love you."
"You held our hands when we stumbled."
"You called us out when we were wrong."
"You stood by us as we faced the world."
"And you never once stopped believing that this could work."
"Because of you, we've defied all the odds and have become a family."
To Santana and Brittany both, it felt like they were having trouble breathing. The lighting, the music, the feel of the room. The way that Rachel and Quinn looked as the candle light danced and flickered around them. And the way they were looking at them, their expressions showing pure love and devotion. And most especially their words of love and gratitude. It was getting to be too much for Brittany and Santana and both girls could feel the tears welling up in their eyes.
"We've had eleven wonderful years together, but it seems to have passed in the blink of an eye." Rachel says through tearful laughter.
"And to some people that may seem like a long time but, with you, it's not nearly enough… If we had an eternity with you it still wouldn't be enough." Quinn says.
"Every moment, every second with you is precious, is a gift… one that we don't always think we deserve." Rachel says.
"And yet you do, for some reason you love us and that gives us the strength to wake up every day and face this world with a smile." Quinn says.
"Through good times and bad times you have stood by us, have loved us unconditionally." Rachel say.
"And if you'll let us, we will spend every day of our lives, doing everything within our power to make you feel as happy and as safe and as loved as you have made us feel." Quinn then turns and nods to Rachel like she's giving her permission.
"I… We…" Rachel takes deep steadying breath. "Will you marry us?"
Brittany and Santana felt like they had died and gone to heaven. When they had arrived back at the apartment it had felt a little surreal and yet oddly wonderful. And as Quinn and Rachel had begun speaking to them they could feel it leading up to something huge, could feel it leading up to this moment, but to actually hear it, to actually hear them ask was not something they were prepared for or knew how to handle.
A minute passes in a charged silence as Rachel and Quinn look at them, their once expectant and excited faces growing more and more nervous as the seconds passed. Finally it's Rachel who breaks the silence.
"Santana… Brittany?" She asks nervously.
That snaps both Santana and Brittany out of their daze. In an instant Brittany has moved up to Rachel and is kissing her deeply, meanwhile Santana has pulled Quinn to her and is doing the same. When breathing finally becomes an issue and the four girls are standing together its Quinn who asks. "Is that a yes?"
Brittany passes Rachel over to Santana and then goes over to Quinn and kisses her softly. "Yes."
"Of course it's a yes." Santana says as she wipes a tear from Rachel's cheek, completely ignoring her own. "But what about… I mean how would it work?" Her mind was working a thousand miles a minute, and she couldn't help but think of the logistics of it all. She wanted nothing more than to marry the three girls beside her but that wasn't actually possible.
"Well, we've looked into it and while no we can't actually all marry each other what we can do is… well we thought maybe a double wedding would work. You and me and then Quinn and Britt and that would be the whole legalese side to it." Rachel answers.
"And then we thought it would be nice to hold an unofficial ceremony for the four of us where we could exchange our vows to each other, we figured that just because we're a little unconventional doesn't mean that we don't deserve to have our day, you know?" Quinn says.
"We could have it back in Lima." Brittany says, "Like have the first weddings at like the courthouse or something and then we could do the real wedding for the four of us at your mom's place, Quinn. That is if Judy doesn't mind?"
"She won't mind." Quinn says, beaming. "We actually went and well…"
"Well what?" Santana asks as she and Rachel sway back and forth, Santana currently hugging her from behind.
"About a month ago Quinn and I kind of snuck back to Lima for an afternoon, we gathered all of the parents together and we basically asked for their blessing. They're pretty excited for us." Rachel says.
"Really?" Santana says slightly surprised. All of their parents had been supportive, if not a little surprised by their daughters relationship but Santana had always had a bit of a worry that the support was only there because their parents thought they were just a bunch of kids messing around. But if they were down with the wedding then that meant they really were okay with this.
Rachel turns her head and kisses Santana, "Really. They're already putting together ideas for a guest list of the first wedding and were asking about what kind of things we would want for our private ceremony."
"Mmmmmmhhh!" Brittany squeals in delight, "We're getting married, we're actually getting married!"
Quinn grins as she places kisses up along Brittany's neck and cheek, finishing on her lips. "Yep. Now… I do feel kind of bad, Rachel and I don't actually have rings for you but we thought maybe that might be something we would want to do together. I hope that's okay?" She asks as she looks from Brittany to Santana.
"That sound's great Querida." Santana says.
The four of them move closer together so that they're all huddled around each other, needing to feel the presence of each other more than they needed air. They were going to do this, they were really going to make it official. They were going to have a wedding and a ceremony and before their loved ones they were going to pledge themselves to each other.
"Well, I don't know about you Quinn, but now that they've said yes, I say that's cause for some celebration don't you?" Rachel says a playful lilt to her voice.
"Oh, I definitely agree." She says, as she reaches over and takes Santana's hands and begins to pull her towards Rachel's bedroom.
Rachel at this point has already grasped Brittany's hands in her own and is leading the way. Opening the door to her room which is also illuminated with a couple of candles strategically placed throughout the room. New silk sheets are covering the bed and Brittany and Santana can see that all of their toys have been brought in and laid out.
"You guys have really thought this through." Santana says her voice holding a bit of awe in it at all of the work her girls had put into this.
"Rachel and I want tonight to be all about you two so just relax-" Quinn says softly before she begin to remove Santana's jacket, the first article of clothing to be removed for the night.
"And let us take care of you." Rachel finishes as she begins to pull Brittany's shirt up and over her head.
It doesn't take long but it still felt like an eternity as Rachel and Quinn slowly undressed them, kissing every inch of their bodies as they do so, leaving a trail of fire each time their lips pressed up against them. They knew each other's bodies so well by this point that it took very little effort on Quinn and Rachel's parts to arouse Santana and Brittany and tonight they were pulling out all the stops.
Rachel and Quinn had talked about this moment in great detail. What they wanted to do, how they wanted it to go. It had to be together, no matter what that had to happen, it had to be the four of them. But otherwise it was agreed that whatever Brittany and Santana wanted to do, they would do. But that would come a little later, for this first part, they wanted it to be slow and romantic, they wanted to show them just how much they were loved.
Somehow through all of this Brittany finds herself laying back on the bed, her body on is on fire and she feels like she is going to explode, letting out a long drawn out moan as she feels Rachel's skilled tongue move against her. To her left she hears Santana gasp and whimper, and manages to turn her head to look over at her fiancé. Santana's back is arched and she's clenching the sheets tightly in her hands, gasping for air as her head thrashes back and forth, Quinn's face was buried between her legs. Seeing that, watching as Quinn brought pleasure to Santana, was incredible. She can feel her own pleasure building within her, a tidal wave of physical ecstasy coursing and building momentum as it rushes through her body. She looks back down at Rachel whose eyes are locked on her, watching her every action and reaction. Rachel was passion incarnate. Being with her, the way she devoted herself to pleasing her lover was incredible. She was a goddess, she could give and take pleasure on a whim and right now she was definitely in a giving mood. She can feel, rather than see, Rachel smirk as she adds one finger and then another, pumping in and out of her. It was the final push that she needed, the stimulation too much to bear. Her body is not her own anymore and she cries out as she feels herself tighten and tense when she reaches her climax.
Santana is taking in shallow and shuddering breaths, as Quinn gently laps at her folds, helping her ride out the intense orgasm she had just had. That had been an amazing way to start things off. Of course it was only just the start, they were a long way from being done and Santana couldn't wait. She looks over at Brittany, the blonde girl's chest is rising and falling heavily as she recovers from her own orgasm. She catches Santana's eye and smiles at her, and Santana smiles back before letting out a moan as Quinn started to get her worked up again. Santana groans in frustration when Quinn stops and is about to say something when she is brought up short. Rachel and Quinn are currently sharing a kiss, making a bit of a show of it for Santana and Brittany's enjoyment. Neither girl is able to tear their eyes away from the scene in front of them, not that they wanted to. When Quinn and Rachel finally do pull away the two of them share a coy, little smile. Brittany and Santana share a look, they were definitely going to want to see that again tonight.
Once Rachel and Quinn's kiss is over and with practiced ease the two of them switch places. And soon Santana finds herself being straddled by Rachel, and she realizes for the first time that neither Quinn nor Rachel have undressed yet, but with the way that Rachel's dress is clinging to her body, accentuating every single curve in such a way that it wasn't necessarily a bad thing. Santana reaches up with one of her hands and pulls down part of the front of Rachel's dress, exposing one of her breasts where she then begins to grope and play with it. She had to touch her, she just had to. She needed to touch Rachel the same way she needed air or food or water, it was necessary for her survival. Her world would literally come to an end if she didn't touch Rachel right now. Rachel reaches up and covers Santana's hand with her own and helps her to play with her breast. She then uses her other hand to take Santana's free hand and place it on her hip before reaching down and grasping one of Santana's breasts. She then begins to roll her hips, causing the two of them to grind up against each other. While doing this Rachel nibbles at her bottom lip, looking like the picture of innocence as she excites and stimulates Santana, who is already starting to breathe heavily. She sends up silent and quick prayer of gratitude for whatever god had created Rachel Berry.
Brittany moans as Quinn teases her, her fingers dancing lightly around her entrance. Touching and tantalizing, coming close but never quite pushing inside. Meanwhile Quinn's other hand is holding Brittany's own hands trapped above her head. Quinn is pressed up against her, nibbling at her neck, sucking on her pulse point. The soft and thin material of Quinn's dress rubbing up against her and tickling her pleasantly. Quinn was an angel, there was no other way to describe her. To look at, to touch, to taste, being with Quinn could be described as a religious experience. But more than anything, what was great about this for Brittany was how confident Quinn was. Seeing where she was now, how comfortable she was with sharing herself with them, as opposed to how nervous and almost scared she had been their first time was incredible. She gasps when two of Quinn's fingers dip inside of her and begin to slowly pump in and out. Building up to a steady rhythm. Brittany loved to tease and be teased. She loved little displays of dominance and submission and effort follow by reward and Quinn was doing just that. They knew each other, they knew each other so well, they knew every kink and fantasy and desire that each other had. She was doing everything right, submitting her to a slow torture that would eventually have her begging for more.
It's not long before both Santana's and Brittany's wails and moans are filling the air. Eleven years together, eleven years to learn about each other in every way possible. Likes, dislikes, things they had thought they might like and didn't and things they had been afraid to try that were now favorites. The four of them all knew these things about each other. There were no secrets and no shame, just confidence, trust, understanding and love. Rachel and Quinn played with their bodies like a master musician played a finely tuned instrument. Aware of what every gasp and shudder meant. How to push them as close to the edge of release as possible and how to pull them right back. And finally, when Rachel and Quinn had decided that they had been patient enough, they were sent flying through to oblivion, their minds overwhelmed. Over and over again, Rachel and Quinn switched places, each encounter becoming more intense than the last.
"Britt." Santana calls out into the dark room, breathless but feeling more alive right now than she had ever felt before. Quinn was nuzzled up against her idly drawing shapes by lightly dragging her finger tips up and down her stomach as she let Santana recuperate for a moment.
"Yeah San." Brittany says, her voice completely content. Her head was resting on Rachel's lap who was gently playing with her hair.
"Get em'" Santana says playfully. And Brittany doesn't need to be told twice. Before Rachel and Quinn can even register what has happened they are both lying on their backs, their eyes wide with surprise at the speed with which their fiancés had acted. Both Santana and Brittany are leaning over them as if getting ready to devour them whole. Quinn and Rachel had been allowed to show them how much they loved and needed them without either of them being able to return the favor. That changed now. It was time to show them just how much they meant to them, plus they hadn't even touched the toys yet.
Eleven years together, it was incredible. And yet both Santana and Brittany agreed, it wasn't nearly enough.
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Author's Note. Well there you go, Chapter twenty-five. It seemed wrong to let this year end without posting another chapter for this story so I'm glad I was able to get this one up before it was too late. As you can probably tell I'm not all that skilled or comfortable writing intimate scenes, but a situation like this called for it. I hope that it turned out okay though. I don't know, I'm more interested in what the girls are thinking and feeling while they have sex than I am a play by play description.
I've had a couple of requests to cover the girls' first time together. It's definitely something I've thought about, but I haven't quite settled on a scenario that I'm happy with. It's definitely an important step in their relationship I just don't know that I could write it well enough to do it justice. I'm not saying that I won't write it, but you might be in for a bit of a wait.
Anyway, Happy New Years to you all and thank you for reading this story and I hope that you have all enjoyed it so far. Not sure when the next update will be but keep your eyes peeled, it's coming.