6am
"No scrubs today?" Brittany asked, stepping out of the shower and seeing her wife fully dressed in a white silk blouse with red pin stripes, and a pair of high waist black slacks, her hair still pinned up while she put on a light layer of make up at her vanity.
Santana glanced over at her and shook her head. "Nope, no surgeries today, none scheduled at least. I have a shit load of meetings. I've been in this position for a little over a month and I feel like I'm still catching up." She sighed. "So I didn't take any surgeries today, I want to meet with the interns, attendings, and residents to get a feel on how everyone is doing and other stuff."
"I think you look sexy in scrubs." Brittany smiled, "always have."
Santana looked up quickly and blushed. "Seriously?"
Brittany nodded. "You were up pretty late last night, what time did you finally come to bed?" She asked, quickly kissing her wife before she applied her lipstick.
"Umm, around 2, I think? Drowning in paperwork right now." Santana shrugged. "Taylor left her TV on all night so we need to talk to her about that."
"Okay." Brittany replied softly, drying herself off and taking the towel back to the bathroom, tossing it in the hamper. "I'll do wash after work, our hamper is pretty full."
Shaking her head Santana cleared her throat. "I'll wash tonight. I don't want you lifting this basket and trying to carry it downstairs. I know your back has been okay but we don't have a doctor for you down here just yet. I'll start researching one for you this afternoon. I can ask around."
"Okay." Brittany replied softly before putting on her undergarments, and sitting on the bed to put lotion on. "We don't make love anymore." She said suddenly, causing Santana to turn around quickly, dropping her mascara.
"What?"
"We don't make love anymore." Brittany whispered. "It's been 73 days."
Santana stood up and walked over to her wife, sitting on the bed next to her. "You've been counting?" She shook her head slightly and frowned. "Don't answer that."
Brittany looked down, staring at her hands as she played with her wedding ring nervously.
Stilling her wife's nervous hands, she used her other hand to lift Brittany's chin to force the blonde to lock eyes with her. "I love you so much, you are the sexiest, most beautiful woman in the world to me. You know that, right?" She asked gently. "Look at me, baby."
A tear slid down Brittany's cheek as she nodded. "Yeah I know, but you don't touch me..." She bit her bottom lip and shook her head. "Never mind." She stood up quickly and walked to the closet to grab a suit to wear, Santana frowning and quickly standing up as well, gently grabbing Brittany's hand, causing her to stop walking.
"Turn around, please." Santana whispered, gently coaxing Brittany to turn around and locking eyes with her the moment she did. "I work all day like crazy, and you do too, then at night we are busy with the girls, and after they are asleep we do more work or housework. Weekends are all about the girls, we try to do in stuff with them, we get the house together, catching up on laundry and stuff... we don't make time for each other and it's gotten bad." She licked her lips and sighed. "It's not because I'm not attracted to you or anything like that, Brittany. You should that, baby. I hold you just as tightly at night when we go to sleep, and we still wake up in each other's arms." She added, wiping Brittany's tear away.
Brittany nodded and turned a bright shade of red. "I know, I'm just really stressed right now with work and I'm sorry."
Santana hugged her tightly and rubbed her bare back. "Don't apologize, it's okay. How about we get a sitter and plan a date night this weekend?"
"You don't work?" Brittany asked, sniffling when the hug broke. "It's your weekend, isn't it?"
"Fuck." Santana sighed. "Let me handle that, if there aren't any surgeries I'll switch off."
She pulled Brittany back close and kissed her softly at first before deepening the kiss and hugging her tightly. "I love you more than anything, you know we don't need sex for me to prove my love to you."
"I know." Brittany replied, hiding her face in Santana's neck for a few moments.
Noon
Brittany was in her office, busily typing a prospectus for a client when she heard a knock on the door. She pulled the pencil from between her teeth and set it on the desk as she glanced up at the door.
"Come in." She called out while standing and walking over to her coffee pot and pouring another cup of coffee, stirring in a little sugar.
Three of her colleagues walked in with big smiles and waved at her. "We are heading out for lunch, do you want to come?" One asked happily.
"No thanks, I'm swamped." Brittany shook her head. "I'll probably just grab something quick from the cafeteria and eat in my office. I have a one o'clock with a new client anyways."
"Okay, next time." One replied as they made their way out of her office.
Brittany leaned back in her chair and saw her cell phone blinking with a new text message from Taylor and opened it right away.
From Taylor: Lunch was soooo good! Thanks for the special treat you added! ;)
To Taylor: You're welcome honey. I love you, see you after school.
From Taylor: I love you too!
Smiling at her phone, Brittany heard another knock on her door and sighed, knowing it was more than likely another colleague inviting her to lunch. Normally she wouldn't have a problem with the lunch invitations and loved that her coworkers enjoyed her company, but after her talk with Santana that morning, she just wasn't in the mood to plaster on a smile and have small talk. Her head was a little all over and she just wanted to focus her nervous energy into work before going home and loving on her daughters.
"Come in." She called out, fixing the dark green and navy blue scarf she was wearing.
Santana walked in, her red silk trench coat flowing with her every step, a huge smile on her face. "Hey baby." She waved while winking when Brittany stood up to greet her, stepping from behind her desk and hugging her.
After a soft kiss Brittany broke the hug and stepped back. "Everything okay?" She asked. "Where's Sky?"
Santana unbuttoned her coat and sat down on the couch in Brittany's office. "Sky's at daycare. She ditched me to have lunch with some other babies. It's pizza day." She laughed. "So, I thought I would come take my beautiful wife to lunch. You don't have plans already do you?" She asked, glancing at her black Rolex on her wrist.
Brittany blushed and smiled. "No, I didn't have lunch yet. I was going to just grab something quick. I have a meeting with a new client..." She stated.
Santana nodded. "A rep from SkyTay company, right?"
Pouring her wife a glass of water front he pitcher in her office she nodded, and looked up quickly. "How did you know that?"
"That's me." Santana laughed. "I booked you for the afternoon. I heard you loud and clear this morning. Let's spend the afternoon together."
Brittany nodded quickly. "I would love to." She leaned down and kissed her quickly. "Let me just pack up my bag." She stated excitedly.
"Sweet." Santana nodded. "I took an Uber here. I left my car at the hospital." She said softly, looking around Brittany's office, smiling at the pictures of her and girls that were set on her desk.
"Let's go." Brittany beamed after a few minutes, sliding her laptop in her briefcase.
Once they got down to Brittany's car, she immediately blushed at the bouquet of flowers that Santana had waiting for on the passenger seat with the box of chocolate covered strawberries. Santana hopped in the driver seat and pulled off slowly from Brittany's parking space.
"Are we getting Italian?" Brittany asked, almost giddy with excitement.
"Nope."
"Mexican?
"Nope."
"Indian?" Brittany pressed, staring at the fresh cut flowers, smelling them again.
"Sit back and relax, baby." Santana laughed, reaching over and grabbing Brittany's hand, lifting it to her mouth and kissing her wedding ring.
Brittany exhaled softly and nodded. "So, how was work this morning?" She asked. "I thought you were drowning in paperwork and meetings?"
Santana nodded. "I am, but I promised you this job wouldn't come before our marriage, and I meant it. So, I'm going to work on a meetings schedule tonight after dinner and again tomorrow and get everything in order. This lunch is more important than my paperwork."
"I love you." Brittany blushed.
"I love you, too." Santana nodded as she turned into a parkway and pulled into a parking spot.
Brittany looked around with a confused small frown as Santana got out of the car, taking off her trench coat and carefully laying in the backseat, leaving her in just her white cardigan and slacks. She opened the trunk of Brittany's car and grabbed a picnic basket and a blanket out before walking around and opening the door for Brittany.
"A picnic?" She asked excitedly, bouncing on her feet a little.
"I thought it would be kind of cool." Santana blushed as they walked over to a grassy part, Brittany grabbing the blanket and spreading it out for them.
Santana slipped off her heels and set them neatly in the corner of the blanket as Brittany did the same. The blonde sat patiently and watched as Santana opened the basket and handed her a linen napkin, placing one on her lap as well. "I didn't cook but I found the cutest diner by the hospital the other day and went there to grab us some stuff. I got a chicken panini with arugula, portables mushrooms, caramelized onions, and a special house dressing. I also picked out some pasta salads and a fruit salad."
"This is so amazing." Brittany smiled, picking up a fork and scooping some of the pasta salad on her plate. "I hope I didn't guilt you earlier. That wasn't my intention."
Santana took a bite of the panini and shook her head. "No, you didn't." She mumbled while chewing. "I've missed intimacy with you as well, of course making love, but just intimacy in general. I don't even know the last time we showered together, let alone relaxed in a nice hot bath." She added, pulling out a can of Diet Coke and sticking a straw in it, handing Brittany a can of sprite.
"Well, this is perfect." Brittany nodded while taking a bite of her sandwich. "This is exactly what I needed today, baby. Working is kicking my butt, and like always, you know how to get me to take a step back and give myself time to regroup."
Santana smiled and nodded. "This bacon pasta is so good."
"Yeah it is." Brittany nodding, eating another forkful.
They ate while having a nice easy conversation, looking around at the action in the park, smiling at a family walk by with their two small kids, and staring adoringly at a young couple walking hand in hand. They kept the conversations just on them before merging seamlessly into politics, and some local news, staying away from talking about the girls at all. They wanted to keep the focus just on them being wives, and trying to get some intimacy back into their marriage.
After lunch Santana surprised Brittany by taking her to a sports bar where the two of played darts and pool, having a few beers but making sure not to go too crazy since it was still early in the day and they needed to pick up Skylar. They finished out the afternoon by doing some shopping on the side shops downtown, laughing and talking before Brittany drove Santana back to the hospital to pick up Skylar. She then went to do some light grocery shopping so she could get started on dinner.
8pm
"New diap!" Skylar sniffled as she walked over to Santana.
The Latina, who was working on scheduling at the kitchen table, glanced up and smiled. "Momma changed your diaper?" She asked going back to typing on her laptop, taking a sip of her tea and setting the mug back down softly before running her fingers through her hair.
"No."
"No?" Santana asked. "Need mami to change it for you? Give mami one second baby and we'll get you a new diaper." She stated, quickly typing something and saving her file.
"Diap gone." Skylar responded.
"Ready for mami to change your diaper?" She asked with a smile before getting a good look at her daughter, Santana frowned while looking up and noticing Skylar wasn't wearing a diaper, taking her glasses off right away and tossing them on the table she stood up. "Where is your diaper?" She teased initially, thinking maybe she ran away from Brittany to play, until her eyes zoomed in on her daughter legs and a scowl covered her face. "Sky there's poop all down your damn leg." She jumped up quickly when she noticed the baby was only wearing a t-shirt, her socks, and poop stains on her legs, and her hands. "What did you do?"
Skylar shrugged and stared at her mother before turning to run when she noticed Santana was upset.
"No!" Santana yelled. "Stop running, I don't want poop all over the house. Don't touch anything." She ran after her daughter, who began to scream while laughing and caught her easily. "Did you take your diaper off?" She asked, carefully picking up her daughter and holding her at arm's length so she didn't get any of her poop on her.
"No diap."
"Yes you were naughty and took it off." Santana groaned. "Where is the diaper, Sky?"
Skylar stared at her and began to kick her legs angrily, wanting to get down. "New diap."
"You need a bath first." Santana exhaled, walking straight in their bedroom and flipping on the faucet in the bathtub, now holding Skylar under one arm, the baby screaming angrily to get down.
Brittany came walking in their bedroom. "Santana, why is she screaming I'm studying with Tay and..." her voice trailed off when she saw Skylar's legs and hands. "What's that smell?"
"Sky took her damn diaper off and proceeded to poop down her legs or tried to wipe herself off, I don't even know what happened, but I need to get her a bath then took for the diaper." Santana replied, squeezing in some bubble bath as Brittany grabbed a baby wipe from the shelf. She grabbed her daughter out of Santana's arms, the Latina leaving the bathroom to grab Skylar a diaper and some pajamas.
Brittany sat on the toilet seat and began to wipe the baby off, cleaning her legs right away. "Why did you take your diaper off?"
"New diap." Skylar sniffled, lifting her hands to rub her eyes, Brittany quickly grabbing them and cleaning them.
"You know better than to take your dirty diaper off." Brittany frowned. "That's naughty." Skylar looked up at her and glared at her mother, upset for being chastised. "I don't care how you look at me."
Santana walked back in the bathroom a few moments later and checked the water. "Potty training starts tomorrow, Brittany."
"I agree." Brittany nodded. "She'll be two in another two weeks, but we are also going to Disney world in another three weeks, and that will set her back."
Santana groaned and lifted Skylar in the bathtub, the baby happily splashing in the water as Brittany handed her a few toys. "This is a punishment bath, she shouldn't get toys."
"Baths aren't ever punishment." Brittany laughed softly. "Sky Sky where is your diaper?"
Skylar picked up a rubber Snoopy toy and held it up for Brittany to see happily. "Snoop!"
"I see, where's your diaper?" Brittany asked.
"No diap." Skylar shook her head quickly.
"I'll go look." Brittany sighed.
Santana nodded. "She ran in the kitchen naked, so maybe downstairs?"
Taylor, who was in her room working on her presentation, looked out the door as Brittany walked by. "Momma?"
Brittany walked back to her daughter's room and smiled. "What's up?"
"Sky's in trouble isn't she?" She asked with a smile.
"A little." Brittany nodded. "Can you take a little break and help me look for her diaper?"
"Sure." Taylor nodded, setting down her pencil and leaving her bedroom.
Santana stared at Skylar as she lifted her out of the bathtub and dried her off quickly, getting her diapered and dressed in pajamas. "Do I need to staple your diaper?" She asked the baby, who laughed at her, causing Santana to roll her eyes.
After getting Skylar dressed, she went to the closet and found one of the wraps they would use for her when she was an infant in New York and wrapped the squirmy and now angry baby to her and headed to her bedroom, looking for the diaper.
"No!" Skylar screamed, when she realized she was restricted and couldn't move her arms at all. When Santana ignored her she began to scream and cry as the Latina opened drawers in her room, hoping to quickly find the diaper.
Making her way downstairs, she saw Taylor and Brittany both looking around the living room while Skylar continued to scream loudly. Taylor walked to her sister and rubbed her back, hoping to calm her down, but it instead made it worse so Santana unwrapped her and handed her to Taylor, Skylar clutching to her tightly and exhaling deeply as Taylor bounced her a little and sat on the couch.
"Where the hell could she have hidden this damn diaper?" Santana groaned as she watched Taylor climb onto the couch, Skylar straddling her while she softly sniffling.
"Found it." Brittany yelled.
Santana looked up quickly and saw Brittany pull the diaper out of a pile of stuffed animals in the corner on top of the toy chest in the corner. She then walked over to Skylar and picked her up, walking her over to where she left the diaper. "That's naughty, Sky, you don't take your diaper off and leave it with your toys, honey."
"No."
"Right, that's a no no." Santana nodded to her. "I'm going to get her settled down for the night, are you almost finished with your presentation, Tay?"
"Yeah, momma's helping me put the presentation handouts together." Taylor nodded.
"Okay, baby, I want you to take a shower tonight and use your oatmeal wash okay" Santana told her, your arms look a little irritated. "I need to get your doctor to send a prescription down here for you."
Midnight
Brittany walked out of the bathroom after her shower expecting to see Santana fast asleep, but was pleasantly surprised when she saw her wife was still awake. Smiling she slipped in bed and wiggled closer, kissing her on the cheek. Santana closed the book she was reading and slid down after turning the light off.
"Hey." Santana smiled, cupping Brittany's cheek and running her thumb across it slowly.
"Hey, I thought you would be asleep."
"No, I was waiting for you." Santana replied softly before leaning forward and pressing their lips together. "I love you so much, B."
Brittany deepened the kiss. "I love you too." She whispered as they continued to kiss, nice and slow, their hands now roaming each other's bodies. Santana moved the sheets back and slowly rolled on her wife as she kissed down her neck and ran her fingers through her hair.
"San, we don't have to just because I said something earlier..." Brittany started to say but Santana silenced her with a soft kiss. She then grabbed Brittany's hand and placed it on her chest.
"Feel my heartbeat...how fast it's going." She whispered to her wife, looking deep in her eyes. She then led Brittany's hand down her body and into her panties. "Trust me, I want this." She smirked before kissing her again.
Brittany lifted Santana's shirt off and immediately began kissing down her wife's breasts as Santana unbuttoned the blonde's pajama shirt and began to massage her breasts. She laid flush on Brittany again and kissed her while positioning herself between the blonde's legs and starting to rock slowly as the kiss got more passionate and Brittany ran her fingers through Santana's hair.
Santana slowly moved her hand down, lightly grazing the crease between Brittany's thighs. Brittany let out a moan she couldn't hold in as Santana glided her fingers ever so gently through Brittany's folds, working her up. Brittany bucked her hips desperately needing more friction. Santana kissed her harder as she found the spot her wife needed her the most.
"Oh, god!" Brittany screamed out, not having felt her wife's hands on her in such a long time.
Santana moved her fingers lower and inserted a finger into her wife thrusting slowly as Brittany whimpered in pleasure.
"More." Brittany moaned.
Santana inserted another finger and picked up her pace. She pulled back when Brittany's back began to arch and used the heel of her hand to add more friction. A moment later, Brittany fell apart in her wife's arms. Santana felt the tears on her chest and smiled because of how sweet it was.
After Brittany gathered herself, she smiled at her wife before kissing her deeply. Brittany gripped her wife's hips and slid them down a little. Santana attempted to climb off Brittany who stopped her.
"Stay right here." Brittany husked. Santana looked at her with a confused expression as Brittany wiggled down so that her face was right underneath her wife's dripping center. "Your turn."
Santana gasped as she felt her wife's tongue run through her. It didn't take long before Santana came. Brittany rubbed Santana's legs that were trembling above her before kissing her core once more.
"Oh my god." Santana whispered while she moved next to her wife.
"I've missed that." Brittany laughed as she faced Santana, propping herself up with her elbow.
"Me too." Santana smiled before kissing Brittany.
Santana went to reach for her clothes, knowing one of their kids would probably wake up during the night but Brittany stopped her. "Wait." Brittany said grabbing Santana's arm. "I know we need to get dressed but can we just… lay like this for a while? I miss feeling you like this."
Santana smiled before nodding as Brittany opened her arm for her. "I love you." Santana whispered.
"I love you, too." Brittany said before kissing her wife on the forehead.
