AN: Since I've been struggling with writers block I haven't been able to fill out any requests, so here's the first ever age-play I wrote.
"Rachiie," Santana whined as she turned over. Her hand pat aimlessly around the mattress. "Rachie I needs my cuddles this morning," Feeling the empty space beside her, Santana's eyebrows furrowed and she sat up. She knew she fell asleep in Rachel's room last night and her surroundings confirmed that.
"Please?" Santana rubbed her eyes before running a hand through her bed hair, taming it as much as she could. After glancing around the empty room, Santana headed towards the bathroom where she hoped she'd find her girlfriend.
"Rach please don't mess about," Santana once again frowned as their was no sign of her girlfriend, not even a sign of her early morning routine. It seemed as if Rachel was playing 'kiss/chase' and Santana wasn't having any of it. Sighing, Santana walked into the hallway; no smell of breakfast, keys still on the table beside the door and cartoons blasting from the TV.
Cartoons? Santana knew Rachel refused to watch crap TV let alone cartoons. Santana raised an eyebrow and walked towards the unusual sound which happened to be in the Berry's living room.
"Rachie?" Santana asked then tilted her head when she noticed the girl sat on her knees only meters from the television set. A wide eyed diva turned around and faced Santana with the widest smile on her face.
"Morning mommy!" Rachel quickly turned her attention back to the TV and resumed to humming along to the theme tune of a show. Santana smiled and took a seat on the floor beside Rachel before pulling the brunette into her lap. Rachel relaxed immediately at the feel of Santana's arms.
"Little Rachie here already?" Rachel nodded and leaned back into the Latina's embrace. The couple had tried out this 'age play' situation only once, due to Rachel wanting to experience a childhood with a mom. Santana was apprehensive but fell into the roll of 'mommy' quickly. She didn't estimate how much she'd enjoy it and after a couple of days, they agreed to do it again, but hadn't had the privacy to do so. Since Rachel's fathers were away for the week and Santana was keeping her company, Rachel thought it would be the perfect opportunity.
"Mommy missed her morning cuddles," Santana whispered, burying her face in a mess of brunette locks."and that makes a sad mommy," Santana pouted againt Rachel's hair and the girl was quick to turn around and pull her mommy into a tight hug. Little Rachie was anything but shy of contact.
"Don't be sad mommy," Rachel pulled back slightly and kissed the Latina's cheek. Santana smiled at the contact and gently rocked side to side.
"She's much better now, baby,"Rachel smiled then looked down at her grumbling stomach. Santana laughed and poked Rachel's stomach repeatedly to get the girl off her lap. Rachel giggled and crawled away from her mommy, grabbing the side of the coffee table.
"How about we go make some breakfast before we get ready?" Santana asked, rolling her eyes at Rachel's antics. Rachel, at the mention of breakfast, jumped up from her spot and rushed towards the kitchen, but stopped to wait for her mommy.
"You're okay with doing this at school?" Santana stroked Rachel's hair as she nodded. Their age play consisted of no changing character for as long as they agreed to, and since Rachel wanted to start today, on a monday, it would mean little Rachie was going to school.
"Yees," Rachel whined and pulled Santana towards the kitchen. Rachel must have thought long and hard about it. "Hungy!" Santana laughed and helped Rachel up on to the island stool before walking to the fridge. She poured two glasses of apple juice, one in a sippy cup for Rachel and a bowl of cereal for the diva as well. Santana adored taking care of her little Rachel.
Santana grabbed a granola bar for herself and sat opposite Rachel, chuckling to herself as the girl shovelled cereal into her mouth. It seemed as if she hadn't been fed for days from the speed at which she was eating. Though it shouldn't be a surprise, 'adult Rachel's' vegan lifestyle wasn't particularly filling, so 'little Rachie' had to be hungry.
"Finished!" Rachel said with a grin, pushing her bowl towards Santana who was staring at Rachel, deep in thought. "That means candy at lunch, yup!" Rachel continued, jumping down from the stool. That snapped Santana out of her thoughts and the Latina rushed towards Rachel. "Come on mommy, we gonna be late!" Santana rolled her eyes albeit with a smile, then picked Rachel up, carrying her upstairs. She'd mastered the art of picking Rachel up and carrying her around; it was fun being able to treat her like a proper baby.
x
The couple sat in Santana's car just outside of school. Santana twirled her fingers around the pig tails Rachel insisted on having, tied off with cute red ribbons.
"Remember, if you ever need me and you're in a lesson, text me, okay?" Rachel nodded and looked down at her outfit, disappointed that she couldn't wear a unicorn shirt. Santana had wanted to tone down the childish clothes, since Rachel was long past the sweaters plastered with animals and the knee high socks, much to Rachel's displeasure. She was, however, able to keep her trusted pacifier in her bag if she felt too bad.
"And go straight to mommy for lunch, she feed me candy!" Rachel exclaimed, reminding her mommy before she forgot! Santana didn't have a chance to respond as the diva grabbed her bag and quickly got out of the car, heading towards the school. Santana rolled her eyes and followed an excited Rachel into the school. Once caught up to Rachel, Santana took her hand as they began walking down the hallway.
"Scared," Rachel mumbled as she moved closer to Santana. "Mommy I wanna go home now," Santana looked down and frowned as she noticed the tears forming in the diva's eyes. She wrapped her arm around the diva and cooed to her occasionally. Rachel hadn't yet gotten used to having people stare at her and it usually panicked her everyday, but she kept it in. However, Little Rachel wasn't so capable of that. As soon as the couple reached their lockers, Rachel began to full on cry.
"Don't cry baby," Santana, regardless of her surrounding's, picked Rachel up and headed towards the nearest bathroom.
"Mommy everyone stare at me, I scared," Rachel mumbled into Santana's neck. Santana once again rocked the girl side to side in hopes to stop the tears. Rachel simply tightened her arms around Santana's neck.
"Mommy," Rachel whimpered out, her sobs finally subsiding. Santana gently set Rachel back down and wiped her tear stained cheeks after she stretched out her muscles a little.
"They're only staring at you because you're so beautiful baby," Rachel smiled softly and leant into Santana's hand. She reached forward and pulled on Santana's shirt. Once close enough, Rachel wiped her tear and snot stained face on Santana's shirt.
"Really?" Rachel said shyly. Santana giggled and knelt in front of Rachel, nodding. As Santana went to speak, the bathroom door opened revealing a smiling Quinn. Rachel widened her eyes and grabbed Santana's arm, trying to pull her mommy in front of her.
"Is everything okay? I overheard people saying Rachel was crying," Quinn looked to Rachel and then to Santana. "And someone said miss Santana here was carrying her, that's a new one," Santana straightened up and took Rachel's hand, the girl hiding behind her.
"Tough morning," Santana looked back at Rachel and sent the diva a reassuring smile. "Needed some lady lovin'," Santana joked while Quinn eyed Rachel. The diva wanted nothing more than to go home and cuddle with her mommy.
"Right Rachie?" Rachel nodded and buried her face in-between Santana's shoulders. She couldn't speak. She liked being her little self but Quinn wouldn't understand. The blonde had just come to terms with Santana dating Rachel, they didn't need any more roller coasters in their friendship.
"M'kay, see you at lunch," Quinn eyed Rachel once more before walking out of the bathroom; she'd keep an eye on them for the rest of the day.
"She scary too," Rachel nodded once she pulled back. She then crossed her arms and glared towards the door as if expecting Quinn to come back in. Santana turned around and chuckled at Rachel's facial expression.
"Come on," Santana held her hand out to Rachel then laced their fingers as she took it. Santana checked Rachel's face, happy that the redness of her eyes had decreased a considerable amount, then lead her out of the bathroom. "Remember what I said-" Rachel immediately finished for Santana.
"Call if need you, I get it mommy," Rachel whispered the last part and looked inside her classroom. Santana saw the frown on Rachel's face, knowing she was nervous.
"It'll be okay, mommy's promise," Santana kissed Rachel's cheek before patting her butt urging her into the classroom. Rachel nodded and headed towards her seat, she smiled at Santana then blew her a kiss.
"I love you," Santana mouthed then began walking to her class.
x
Rachel had been quick to run out of her class at lunch. She searched around for Santana and smiled as she saw her girlfriend - her mommy, sitting at a table with lunch for them both. Rachel rushed towards her mommy and tapped Santana's shoulder. She quickly moved to the other side and sat down, trying to hold in her giggles.
"Hey big girl," Santana smiled and watched Rachel eye the bag of candy beside her tray. Santana pushed a tray towards Rachel. "Lunch first," Rachel pouted and reluctantly picked up a slice of her sandwich. She took a small bite of it then placed it down.
"Done!" Rachel smiled sweetly at Santana. Surely that was enough sandwich? Her mommy promised her candy, not some stupid sandwich!
"More of it, Rachel," Rachel pouted again and began mumbling words to herself as she sulked.
More people from the glee club joined the two and Rachel was growing impatient. Santana was talking to Brittany and Rachel had finished half of her sandwich, which was the deal they had made. She could have the candy if she finished one half of the sandwich and her water. Rachel tugged on Santana's jacket trying her hardest to get Santana's attention without speaking.
"Just a moment Rachie," Santana glanced at Rachel and sent smiled, but Rachel couldn't wait 'just a moment.' Santana had turned around and resumed her conversation with Brittany while Rachel continued to tug on her jacket.
"Mommy candy," Rachel whispered then looked around to see if anyone had heard. Sighing in relief, Rachel peaked around Santana trying to see if she could spot the candy.
"This what you want?" A voice called out from the other side of her. Rachel turned and saw Quinn holding her bag of candy. Rachel nodded and went to grab the bag, only for it to be pulled back. Rachel pouted and watched Quinn. That was her candy!
"You're being rather quiet today, Rachie," Quinn said emphasising the name. Rachel shrugged and looked down at the other half of her sandwich, it suddenly becoming more interesting and appealing.
"Icky," Rachel whispered. Quinn raised an eyebrow and leaned close to Rachel to try pick up what she was saying.
"What'd you say?" Quinn raised an eyebrow then sent Rachel an odd look. That didn't sound like Rachel at all.
"She's sick, her throat's been bugging her so I told her not to speak and it would help," Rachel sighed quietly as Santana butted in.
"And you thought a bag of sugar would help?" Quinn placed the bag down and Rachel quickly grabbed it. She teared into the bad without a second thought.
"It's her favourite, I want to cheer her up," Santana glared at Quinn. Something wasn't right. The Rachel she knew would refuse to eat candy. She probably would have her head stuck over a bowl of boiling water or something of the sort.
Quinn continued to stare at the couple all through out lunch, noting the strange way Santana was helping Rachel and the odd mumbling from the diva.
x
When glee club rolled around at the end of the day, Rachel insisted on sitting in the front row while Santana kept a close eye on her from behind. Partly due to there not being any space beside the diva and so Santana would be able to watch her baby while it looked like she was paying attention.
It was only ten minutes into glee when Santana noticed Rachel squirming on her chair. Santana raised an eyebrow when she was able to catch the look of discomfort spread across Rachel's face. Rachel needed changing and she needed changing now; they'd risk a leak before glee was out.
"You okay Rachel?" Mr Schue asked taking in Rachel's unpleasant look. Rachel turned to Santana, her eyes full with tears and her hands gripped the side of the chair.
"She hasn't been feeling good all day, I think I'm gonna help her home," Santana stood up and walked to Rachel, holding her hand out to her. Rachel quickly took it and hid herself in front of Santana, hoping to hide the, if any, wet patch.
"Okay let's get you home," Santana whispered once out of shot of the choir room. They walk to the car was quiet; Rachel was trying to hold in her tears while Santana thought of paths they would be able to walk without bumping into anyone.
"I sorry," Rachel whispered once they sat in the car. She frowned and tugged at the pull up under her skirt; it was extremely uncomfortable when full, unlike her diaper."Off now?" Santana shook her head causing Rachel to pout.
"Sorry baby, I don't have anything here to change you," Santana placed her hand on Rachel's knee and gave it a reassuring squeeze. "We'll be home quick," Rachel nodded and looked down in embarrassment.
"You should have told me baby," Santana ducked her head to look at Rachel who had tears rolling down her cheeks. Santana quickly wiped the tears with her thumb.
"Happened in glee mommy, I couldn't tell you," She had wet it at lunch but didn't want to tell her mommy. Quinn was staring at them and Santana taking Rachel to the bathroom would just spark Quinn's suspicions even more. Rachel didn't want to look Santana in the eye as she was scared of the anger.
"Next time, just shout for me, okay?" Rachel nodded as Santana started the car.
"Mad?" Rachel asked finally looking up and Santana frowned.
"Never baby, you had an accident, everyone has them," Rachel once again nodded and leant over to kiss Santana's cheek. She quickly moved back and reached into her bag for her pacifier; that would ease the coldness beneath her.
x
"Carry?" Rachel held her arms out to Santana who was standing by the car door. She was getting tired and even more uncomfortable with the soaked pull up.
"I'm not gonna carry a stinky Rachie," Santana teased, crinkling her nose and turning away. Rachel pouted and slowly stepped out of the car, leaning into Santana.
"But so tired!" Rachel whined and gripped Santana's shirt. She hoped that if she leant all her weight onto Santana she'd have no choice but to pick her up. Santana couldn't help but smile. "Please mommy, I be good," Rachel covered her mouth with Santana's shirt as she yawned.
"Extra cuddles before bed?" Santana asked as she picked her up. Rachel nodded and rubbed her eyes before wrapping her arms around Santana's neck; that's better.
x
Santana had tried to wake Rachel before she bathed her, but failed as now Rachel was half asleep in her arms as Santana held her in the water. The Latina wrapped Rachel in a towel and carried her towards their bedroom, deciding to skip the hair washing tonight; that would be near impossible.
"Night mommy," Rachel yawned once she felt the bed beneath her, not bothered that she was just in a towel. Santana giggled and gently diapered Rachel up, followed by her pajamas. She settled Rachel in bed and pushed the pacifier, which was hanging from her lips, back into her mouth.
"Too sleepy for cuddles I see," Santana sighed and pulled the blanket over them both. It was only 6pm, but Santana figured she could fit in nap too.
Santana quickly got comfortable with her arms wrapped protectively around Rachel, but her comfort was soon gone. Santana groaned as she heard a knock at the door, pulling Rachel closer as she ignored it. Rachel would wake up in a few hours asking for food, and a hungry, tired, woken rudely from her nap Rachel is a grumpy Rachel.
"Go away," Santana whispered as the knocking continued. Rachel hadn't stirred at all and Santana was glad; the knocking was more like banging now. After a few more minutes Santana gave into the knocking and reluctantly got out of bed. She trudged downstairs mumbling incoherent words as she reached the door.
"Yes, okay, I'm here!" The Latina groaned and opened the door to reveal Quinn. Santana glared at the blonde while she leant against the doorframe. "What do you want Quinn?" Santana placed a hand over her mouth to hide her yawn. She really wanted to sleep before Rachel woke up.
"Well hello to you too," Quinn said sarcastically, barging her way through the door. "I just came to check up on Rachel," Quinn looked around the house and raised an eyebrow; there was no sign of Rachel, no noise, no singing.
"She's asleep, so no use to you right now," Santana muttered as she closed the door, then turned around to watch Quinn.
"It's half six?" Quinn folded her arms and raised an eyebrow. Santana rolled her eyes and headed to the kitchen. Coffee would be her last resort since she obviously wasn't going to sleep. It would also help her deal with queen bitch.
"I told you, she's sick," The Latina yelled from the kitchen. Quinn quickly followed Santana, the sippy cup placed on the island catching her eye.
"Did you need anything?" Santana poured herself a mug of coffee then nursed it against her chest. Quinn shook her head and walked closer to the island.
"I know something's going on," Quinn nodded her head towards the cup and Santana rolled her eyes.
"It's a cup, that doesn't prove anything?" Quinn had always been too nosy for comfort. Santana placed her mug down and took the sippy cup, placing it in the sink.
"I've been watching you all day, you've been acting...weird," Quinn pulled her face at her choice of words; she hadn't enough time to conjugate a better sentence.
"I'm trying to take of Rachel, you know how she gets when she's sick!" Santana was irritated and Quinn interrogating her was making this whole situation worse.
"Mommy?" A voice called out from the bottom of the stairs, which alarmed Santana. Quinn raised an eyebrow and turned to face the direction of the voice.
"Rachie," Santana rushed out the room and towards the half asleep Rachel. Rachel rubbed her eyes and looked up at the slightly taller brunette. She smiled wide and held her arms out to Santana as she toddled to her.
"Mommy I tired," Rachel yawned. Santana laughed at the cuteness of her babyand picked Rachel up, carrying her to the sofa.
"What you doing out of bed sleepy?" Santana sat down and adjusted Rachel on her lap so she would be comfortable. The diva immediately buried her face in the dark hair of her mommy.
"I don't like sleeping alone mommy," Rachel shook her head and gripped Santana's shirt, afraid she was going to leave again if she fell asleep.
"Sorry baby, someone was..." Santana frowned as she realised Quinn had seen the whole interaction. She turned around to see Quinn staring intently at the pair.
"Huh?" Rachel lifted her head and looked in the direction Santana was looking. The diva widened her eyes before hiding her face in Santana's neck, her grip tightening so much that it was moments away from ripping her shirt.
"Oh don't mind me, mommy," Quinn smirked and leant against the door frame.
"Go ahead, tell the world," Santana rolled her eyes and gently rocked Rachel who seemed to be sobbing, if her shaking shoulders were anything to go by. "Hey baby it's okay, I promise," Santana said softly, attempting to soothe the diva.
"Why would I tell anyone? It's sorta...cute," Quinn shrugged and took a seat on the coffee table opposite the couple. Santana glared at Quinn while Rachel continued to hide, but her grip had finally loosened.
"So this is what you've been hiding?" Quinn crossed her arms. Santana nodded and rubbed her nose against Rachel's hair. Slowly, Rachel lifted her head and looked at Santana with tear filled eyes.
"Hungy," Rachel whispered, tugging at Santana's shirt. Noticing what Rachel was asking for, Santana sat her on the sofa and placed a few pillows around her.
"I'll be a few moments baby," Santana got up and walked to the kitchen to heat up some milk. Rachel laid down on one of the pillows and stared at Quinn inquisitively.
"You not gonna tell?" Rachel mumbled then stuck her thumb in her mouth, wrapping her arm around the pillow once she was comfortable. Quinn shook her head.
"It's sweet that's she's doing this for you, It's a whole different side to Santana I've never seen," Rachel smiled softly which faded in a matter of moments.
"Mommy," Rachel whimpered and sat up, grimacing at the uncomfortable feeling beneath her. She forgot.
"Rach? You okay?" Quinn raised an eyebrow and moved beside Rachel. Rachel stayed completely still, not daring to move in case of any leakage. Rachel nodded and looked over the sofa trying to spot Santana. Quinn wasn't sure of what to do since she's never been in this situation before. She leant over and stroked Rachel's hair, happy when the girl didn't pull away.
"Mommy!" Rachel cried out as her mommy walked back in the room. Santana frowned and immediately picked her up, holding her away from Quinn.
"What did you do?" Santana rocked Rachel back and forth while glaring at Quinn, waiting for an answer. at
"Nothing I was trying to help!" Quinn glanced at the wet spot appearing on Rachel's pants which didn't go unnoticed by Santana. The Latina quickly turned around and headed out of the room. Rachel lifted her head and watched Santana intently.
"Let's get you clean Rachie," Santana walked upstairs and Quinn followed. Rachel babbled to Santana as she was laid on the bed and stripped of her wet pants and diaper. Quinn smiled and waited by the door.
"Need any help?" Quinn asked. Santana looked at Rachel and once the diva smiled, Santana nodded.
"Could you get Rachie some more pants? Second drawer," Santana smiled and placed a clean diaper on the diva after she was clean. Thankfully Rachel wasn't fussy about Quinn being around in such an intimate moment. Quinn handed Santana a pair of loose pajama pants and then gently tickled Rachel's stomach.
Rachel giggled and once dressed, she held her arms out to Quinn who was surprised she was wanted. Quinn looked to Santana for an answer, reluctant to overstep any boundaries. Santana nodded and discarded of the old diaper and wipes. Quinn picked Rachel up and smiled as the girl cuddled close to her.
"Quinnie!" Rachel smiled and sighed happily. Santana lead them out the room then back downstairs where Santana would be able to feed Rachel. As they reached the living room, Rachel pointed towards Santana who had retrieved the bottle.
"Hungy," Quinn giggled and placed Rachel on Santana's lap. Immediately the diva took the bottle and began drinking. Quinn admired the two as Rachel drank; Santana stroking Rachel's hair while the girl tried to stay awake and hold the bottle between both hands.
"Would it be okay if I helped out?" Quinn spoke up, careful not to disturb Rachel. Santana nodded and took the empty bottle from Rachel. She adjusted Rachel so her forehead was on Santana's shoulder then gently rubbed her back.
"If Rachel's okay with it, sure," Santana smiled.
