Three Years
If you had told Brittany Pierce three years ago that she would be living happily with her girlfriend and daughter in a house that they bought on their own then she would tell you that you were absolutely crazy. However when she is broken out of her sleep by soft kisses being peppered on her face by her girlfriend who is hovering over her, she knows that it's real.
Instead of opening her eyes straight away to look at her gorgeous girlfriend, Brittany wraps her arms around her slim waist and pulls her down against her body which causes the woman on top of her to squeal in surprise. The sound is like music to Brittany's ears, so using all the strength that she has she rolls them over onto their sides so that they're lying face to face before allowing her eyelids to flutter open. She's met with the sight of mocha brown eyes staring back at her and she brings one of her hands up to cup her girlfriend's cheek and runs her thumb over her smooth skin a few times, enjoying the feel of it.
"Good morning, San." Brittany greets groggily with a sleepy smile. "What time is it?"
"Good morning, beautiful." Santana replies as she leans in and pecks Brittany's lips. "It's just after eight. Cassidy is downstairs eating breakfast, but I've been called into work for an emergency meeting so I need you to drop her off today. Is that okay?"
It doesn't surprise Brittany that Santana has been called into work because during the three years that she's been working at the Gleektastic Music Record Company; she has slowly but steadily progressed in her career. She is now no longer just a songwriter, she is now a songwriter and a producer and Brittany couldn't be more proud of her. She loves seeing her girlfriend live her dream, even if it means that she sometimes has to work late or leave early in the morning.
"Of course it's okay." Brittany says as she sits up in the bed. Santana copies her actions and sits up too, and once Brittany has stretched her arms above her head she wraps her girlfriend in for one last hug. "Have a good meeting and day at work. I'll have dinner ready for us when you get home so text me if you're going to be late."
"I will babe, good luck finishing your magazine article today." She pecks Brittany's lips once again before reluctantly pulling out of her embrace and getting up off the bed, knowing that if she stays there any longer she'll definitely be late for work. "Remember to take your medication after breakfast. I love you, Britt."
Brittany finds herself playfully rolling her eyes at Santana because those are the last words that the brunette always says to her before she leaves in the morning. She knows that everyday after breakfast she has to take the pill and her anxiety medication. Thankfully, a year after moving into their new home she was able to stop taking her pills for depression which was great because it meant that she didn't feel as tired as much, and in general she was just a lot more happy.
"I love you too, San." She calls, watching as her girlfriend retreats from the bedroom. "Thank you for making breakfast!"
After getting dressed in a light pair of jeans and pulling on one of Santana's sweaters Brittany makes her way downstairs, ready for the day ahead. She walks into the kitchen to find the familiar sight of Cassidy hunched over the kitchen table trying to read a book and finish her breakfast at the same time. Brittany places a kiss on the top of her head as she passes her and then takes her usual seat opposite the child, smiling when she looks down to see that the pancakes on her plate have been cut into love hearts. She really does love Santana.
"Cassidy you can read for five more minutes and then you need to get ready for school." Brittany informs her daughter as she cuts into the first pancake with her knife. "Remember to eat up all of your breakfast though, I don't want you going to school hungry."
"I will Mama."Cassidy responds, too fixated in her book to actually look up, and as if to prove a point she grabs her fork with her left hand and shovels some of her pancake into her mouth as she does so.
Brittany can't help but compare Cassidy to what Santana was like at her age because they are exactly the same. Although Santana would never admit it to anyone at school, she loved to read and would often read to Brittany when they were hanging out together. Their daughter had always had a love for books and reading, but as soon as she started school the love for them grew and both Brittany and Santana encouraged because they knew how important it was. Cassidy is also just as stubborn as Santana, and her petite build practically makes her the replica of her other mother. Brittany thinks the similarities are adorable.
When the five minutes are up, Cassidy reluctantly trudges upstairs to get ready for school, leaving Brittany to finish her breakfast. Another similarity between Santana and Cassidy is that neither of them like mornings, so sometimes it's difficult to get their daughter to cooperate with them when she's supposed to be getting ready for school. Once Brittany has finished her last pancake she picks up her own plate and Cassidy's plate and quickly washes them, along with Santana's breakfast dishes that she left in the sink.
As she's drying her hands from doing them, she spots her medication lying on the counter top which acts as a reminder to get her to take it. She's sure Santana must have put it there on purpose for her to take. However, before she has the chance to grab a bottle of water from the fridge and take them, she hears Cassidy call on her from upstairs and she knows that if she doesn't go and help her now then they're probably going to end up late. Sighing, she makes a mental note to take her medication when she comes home from taking Cassidy to school and then jogs up the stairs in search for her daughter.
/
Since it's a nice day in New York and she doesn't have to work in her office, Brittany arranges to meet Sugar at a local coffee shop for a catch up session. Since they're both so busy doing different things they rarely have spare time to meet up, which is why they put an hour or so aside each week for each other. The familiar jingle of the bell above the door sounds as she enters and her eyes quickly scan the small shop in search for Sugar, when Brittany can't seem to find her she decides just to order their drinks and sit in their usual booth, knowing that her friend will appear in a few minutes or so.
She's just finished waiting for her order to be made when the shop bell jingles again, and Brittany turns her head just in time to see Sugar walk in. She smiles and waves at the woman before signalling for her to go and sit down, and Sugar doesn't even try to protest or give Brittany money for her caramel latte and cinnamon roll because she knows that they will both have at least another coffee and snack.
"Hey Sugar." Brittany greets as she slides into the booth setting her peppermint tea and blueberry muffin down in front of her before handing her friend her items. "How are you?"
"Stressed out to the max!" Sugar wastes no time in taking a huge bite out of her cinnamon roll and chewing on it aggressively. "I'm so glad you suggested that we meet up today because I swear to god I was ready to kill someone!"
If Brittany couldn't see how stressed out and upset her best friend looked then she would probably have rolled her eyes and told her to stop being so dramatic. However she can see the sadness behind Sugar's eyes, and the dark circles under her eyes are a clear sign that she's stressed and getting no sleep. She feels bad for her.
"Do you want to talk about it?"She offers, to which Sugar nods her head indicating that she does want to. "Is it work related?" This time Sugar shakes her head, causing Brittany to sigh because she already knows what this is about. "What has Rory done this time?"
For the past four months Sugar and Rory have been having problems living together, and Brittany is at a loss as to what she can do for her friend. She finds it difficult to empathise with her because luckily for the blonde, she's never had to deal with any domestic problems with Santana. Well, over the three years living together they've had a few arguments over misplacing phone chargers and leaving dirty washing lying about, but apart from that they've never had any issues. However according to Sugar, Rory is apparently the worst person to live with and Brittany can understand that because even though she's only met him a handful of times she never got a good impression from him. He seems lazy and boring, which is the complete opposite of Sugar.
"He's just so lazy and he doesn't do anything!" She huffs in frustration, taking a sip of her latte. "I mean, you'd think that because he no longer has a job that he'd spend time cleaning the house or cooking dinner for when I get home from work, but he doesn't! All he does is sleep and play the stupid Playstation!"
Brittany reaches across the table and places a comforting hand over her best friend's before shooting her a sad smile. She tries to think of comforting words to say, but she honestly can't think of anything. She can't imagine being in Sugar's position because even though she and Santana both lead busy lives, they have a set schedule and routine that they stick by. Santana makes breakfast, Brittany makes dinner and they divide the other chores between them equally.
"Have you tried speaking to him about it?" She questions lamely. She doesn't know what else to say or what advice to give to the brunette sitting opposite her, but she wants her to know that she's here to support her. "Maybe he doesn't realise what he's doing?"
The blonde hates that she's defending Sugar's boyfriend because she's certain that Sugar can do so much better than him, but she knows that she needs to so that the argument is balanced. If she's honest with herself, she'd love it if her best friend would just break up with him because he really is useless and using her for the money that she has, but she can't bring herself to tell Sugar this. It wouldn't be fair on her, and although she was reluctant at first, Sugar supported her relationship with Santana, so she knows she needs to do the same.
"Oh, I've tried to talk to him all right." Sugar rolls her eyes. "He doesn't listen and the only time I get his attention is when I turn off his Playstation."
"Maybe the two of you need some space from each other?" Brittany suggests hesitantly, unsure of how her friend will take her advice. "I'm not saying that you should break up with him, but maybe he can go and move into one of his friend's apartments for a while so that the two of you have a chance to clear your heads? If you're having problems living together, then staying in the same house isn't the best idea."
Brittany knows what she's talking about when she says this because she and Santana still own the Latina's old apartment just in case they need to take a break from each other. Even though it's barely been used, it's comforting to have if they need it. After all, space is necessary sometimes.
"I don't know..." Sugar says sceptically, scared of the idea. "I don't think he'll like the idea of that. What if he leaves me for good?"
"I doubt he'll leave you for good." The blonde squeezes her hand, knowing that Rory won't be the one to break up the relationship because he needs her money. "Just think about it, okay?"
"Okay." The brunette nods, shoving the rest of the cinnamon roll into her mouth. "There's a conference in Arizona that I need to go to at the end of November for the magazine, do you want to come with me? It's only for a couple of days and I thought we could use the time as a girly getaway?"
"It sounds fun, let me talk to Santana though and I'll text you about it tonight," Brittany usually goes to conferences with Sugar because it gives them some quality time to spend with one another and it's good experience for her job, but she knows that she'll need to talk to Santana about it before she makes any decisions about it. She's sure that her girlfriend will be fine with it, because she usually is, she just doesn't want to assume anything. "Now go and order us another muffin, I'm starving."
/
When Brittany returns home from her catch up session with Sugar, she spends the next hour and a half finishing her article for Motta Magazine. She's aware that she's lucky that Sugar is very lenient with her and allows her to work from home most days because she prefers it from being stuck in an office all day. She knows that the other workers are jealous of the freedom that she gets, but she takes no notice of them. It's a perk from being best friends with the business owner.
Since she has an hour to kill before she has to go and pick Cassidy up from school, Brittany decides to have a quick tidy up in the house so that Santana doesn't have to do it when she comes home from work. Technically it is her day to do it and she usually does it in the morning before she goes to work, but since she started early the blonde thinks it would be nice to surprise her.
She decides to start in Cassidy's room because that's normally the messiest one, and when she enters her suspicions are confirmed. There are books scattered all over the floor along with random items of clothing. She rolls her eyes at it and huffs in annoyance because she's aware that she and Santana are too soft on their daughter and should probably make her tidy up her own room, especially now that she's almost seven years old. Dropping to her knees she swiftly picks up all of the books that are lying on the floor next to the bookcase and she places them all back in, making sure that they're all the right way up because if they're not she's sure that her daughter will have a heart attack. She learned early on into Cassidy's book obsession that she likes them to be in order. Once she's done, she scoops up the clothes on the floor and dumps them into the washing hamper. She really doesn't understand how both Cassidy and Santana forget to put their clothes in them; especially since there's one in every bedroom and bathroom in the house.
As she thinks about it, she yet again compares Cassidy to Santana and it makes her think about how difficult the first month of living together had been for them all.
/
Brittany is frustrated and not in the good sexual kind of way. She's standing in the middle of the kitchen alone, looking at all the dirty dishes scattered over the table and counter tops, along with the box of spilled Lucky Charms. She can hear Cassidy and Santana giggling and playing with one another in the living room and she knows that she shouldn't be mad at Santana for not tidying up her breakfast mess straight away, but she just can't understand why the Latina won't just tidy up after herself.
Rolling her eyes she pours herself a bowl of Lucky Charms before clearing a space at the table to eat it. As she shovels the cereal into her mouth, she thinks about what she should do about the current situation that she's found herself in. Brittany knew before she moved in with Santana that the brunette wasn't exactly the tidiest of people, but she didn't think she'd just leave everything lying about. It's been happening for the past few weeks and although she never minded it at first, it's really starting to get on the blonde's nerves.
Sighing she finishes her breakfast and then places her head in her hands, closing her eyes as she does so. It's obvious to her that she's going to have to speak with her girlfriend about the issue, but she has no idea how to bring it up in conversation. She doesn't want to start an argument for no reason. However she knows that they can't live like this forever and she has to do something about it before she goes insane. She just has to figure out the right way to bring up the conversation.
Brittany is broken out of her thoughts when she feels someone's arms wrap around her shoulders from behind her, and she can immediately tell it's Santana due to the heavenly vanilla scent that invades her senses. "What's got you so stressed?" She hears the Latina mumble into her ear before kissing her just below it. "You look like you're thinking about something."
Turning her head to the left slightly, Brittany opens her eyes to find Santana resting her head on her shoulder. She can see the love and adoration in her girlfriend's mocha brown eyes, and that look alone makes her feel extremely guilty for being annoyed at the Latina in the first place. "I'm fine." She lies, forcing a smile. "It's nothing."
"Liar." Santana states matter of factly before sliding into the seat next to the blonde. "Now tell me what's up."
Breathing out slowly, Brittany takes a minute to gather her thoughts and think about what she wants to say. She doesn't want to fight with Santana, she just wants to tell her what's bothering her. She knows that she can do that without making the Latina defensive as long as she doesn't accuse her of being lazy, because Santana actually isn't that lazy... she just doesn't like to tidy up.
"Nothing is wrong." Brittany repeats because really there is nothing wrong, she's just slightly annoyed about the mess of the house. "It's just... Santana I love you, but babe you can be so messy without realising it sometimes. I mean look at the mess of the kitchen. I know that you were making breakfast and looking after Cassidy at the same time, but you've just left everything scattered about."
Silence surrounds them for a minute and Brittany thinks that she must have offended her girlfriend, which makes her feel bad because that wasn't her intention at all. She's about to open her mouth and apologise for it but before she can, Santana begins to laugh, causing the blonde to frown in confusion because right now isn't really a laughing matter.
"Is that all that's bothering you, honey?" Santana questions, to which Brittany nods her head in response. "Britt, you should have just told me. I know that I'm not as tidy as you are, but I didn't know that it was bothering you. If I did, I would have done something about it."
Relieved that she hasn't upset Santana by brining up the conversation, Brittany relaxes in her seat and takes Santana's hand in hers. "So you're not mad?" She asks just to make sure. "I didn't want to make a big deal out of something so small."
"I'm definitely not mad." The Latina assures, squeezing Brittany's hand lightly. "Actually since we're on the subject of things that annoy us, do you think that you can stop taking new bottles of water out of the fridge when you haven't even finished the first one you've taken? Whenever I go into the fridge to get one there's either none or half full ones."
"If you can tidy up after yourself then I'm sure I can stop taking all the bottles of water from the fridge." Brittany grins before leaning over and kissing Santana's lips softly. "I love you."
"I love you too."
/
Like most evenings Brittany meets Santana at the doorway when she comes in from work and greets her with a kiss before taking her jacket from her and hanging it up on the coat hook in the hallway. "How was work?" She asks, wrapping her girlfriend up in her arms. "Did your meeting go well?"
"Work was the same as usual, and the meeting went okay. I didn't need to even be at it because what they were talking about didn't even concern me, but since half the people there can't do their jobs they needed me to supervise." She huffs exaggeratedly. "Is Cassidy upstairs?"
"As soon as she came in from school she went upstairs to read." The blonde confirms. "Dinner is almost ready, go and get changed and ask Cassidy to come down while you're at it."
"Great! Santana pecks Brittany on the cheek before pulling out of her embrace. "I'll be back down in five minutes with our bookworm of a daughter. I'm starving."
Santana makes her way up the stairs and goes straight to her and Brittany's bedroom. After quickly changing out of her black pencil skirt and white blouse, Santana pulls on a pair of jeans and grabs one of Brittany's shirts and slips it over her head. She throws her hair up into a messy ponytail before exiting the bedroom and walking into her daughter's. She smiles at the sight of Cassidy lying on her stomach on her bed reading a book, so she crosses the distance between them and perches down beside her on the bed.
"Hey, Sweetie." She greets placing a comforting hand on her back, being careful not to frighten the young girl. "How was school today?"
Santana watches as Cassidy places her bookmark in the book before closing it and sitting up on the bed to face her. "It was okay." Cassidy shrugs. "My teacher took my book off me because I was supposed to be playing with the other children instead."
"Although reading is very important, you do have to play with the other children at school." Santana chuckles as she opens her arms up and brings her daughter in for a hug. "Now how about we go downstairs for dinner? I think Mama has made us fajitas and I don't know about you, but I'm super hungry."
"Me too." Cassidy agrees, hopping off her bed. "Let's go."
When Santana and Cassidy enter the kitchen, they find Brittany already seated at the table and so they take their usual seats opposite her. Like every dinner they normally have together they eat in silence for the first couple of minutes, enjoying the peace and time that they're able to spend with each other. Their evening routine is pretty boring and is just like any other family's because despite both Brittany and Santana being extremely busy, they make sure to set aside time for their family. It's something that Brittany is insistent upon, and Santana knows that it's because her parents never spent enough time with her when she was growing up. Although it was years ago that it happened, the Latina still feels sorry for her girlfriend.
"San." Brittany snaps Santana out of her thoughts by saying her name. "Sugar asked me to go to a conference with her in Arizona next month, do you mind if I go?"
"Not at all." The brunette waves her hand dismissively. "You've not been to one in like five months, and it gives me an excuse to take a few days off work to look after Cassidy. Just get Sugar to email me when it is and I'll tell my work which days I need off."
"Thank you." The blonde smiles gratefully. "She's having a really difficult time with Rory right now, I think she needs a break."
"You should invite her over for dinner sometime soon." Santana suggests. "She's not been here for a while and it would be nice to see her again, right Cass?" She adds, nudging her daughter's elbow to her her attention.
"Yeah, I miss her." Cassidy announces, finishing her last bite of food. "Can I be excused now?"
"Of course you can, Sweetie." Santana nods her head, allowing it. "If you have any homework I want you to do it now before we take you to dance class in an hour, okay?"
Cassidy mumbles out an 'okay' and then exits the kitchen, leaving Brittany and Santana on their own. They hear her footsteps fade away up the stairs and once Santana is sure that she is gone, she turns her attention to the blonde sitting in front of her. She wants to talk to her about Cassidy because she's worried about her, but she doesn't want to upset Brittany by doing so because she knows how protective her girlfriend can be over their daughter. It's not that Cassidy has done anything wrong, Santana is just worried that she's not spending enough time socialising with other children. She never brings her friends home from school or from dance class, so the only time she ever spends time with them is when she is dancing or learning and the Latina just doesn't think that it's enough.
"Britt, can I talk to you about something?" She asks hesitantly and Brittany nods her head, indicating that she can. "I'm worried about Cassidy." She states, licking her lips nervously. "She told me today that her teacher confiscated her book because she wasn't socialising with the rest of the children, and you and I both know that it's becoming a problem because her teacher has brought it up with us before when we take her or pick her up from school."
Brittany takes a moment to think about what Santana has said. She has been aware that Cassidy finds it difficult to make friends with other children because she's generally quite quiet and is used to being around adult company rather than being around children her own age. It has also been something that their daughter's teacher has mentioned to them, but even then she told them not to worry about it which is why the blonde never made a big deal about it. However, Brittany knows that Santana has a point. They can't knowingly let their daughter go through school without talking to the other children or making friends. It wouldn't be fair on her.
"I'll speak to her teacher about it tomorrow when I pick her up from school." Brittany eventually says. "I don't think it's a major concern because if it was the school would have done something about it by now, but now that you mention it I am worried about it too."
/
Brittany and Santana are currently sitting in the living room cuddling on their couch as they enjoy the peace and quiet since Cassidy is at dance class. Well, Brittany is enjoying the peace and quiet as she rests her head in Santana's lap and keeps her eyes closed as she thinks about new ideas for what her next article could be about. Santana on the other hand, is well and truly stressed. She needs to finish writing a song for the end of the week, but so far she's only got half of it, and she can't think of anything for the rest of it. She usually doesn't have this problem when it comes to writing songs, so now that she does, it's really frustrating for her.
When Brittany hears her girlfriend huff for the one millionth time she decides to do something about it. She's not a musically talented genius like Santana is so she can't relieve her stress by writing the song for her, but she knows other ways in which she can help her out. Rolling over so that she's on her stomach facing Santana's crotch, Brittany slyly unbuttons the jeans that Santana is wearing and pulls down the zipper on them.
Luckily for Brittany, Santana is too far busy concentrating on scribbling something down in her notepad to notice her pulling down her jeans and boxers just below her ass. However, the Latina almost shoots up from her seat when she feels Brittany wrap her right hand around her dick.
"Britt!" She exclaims in shock, tearing her eyes away from her work. "What are you doing?"
"What does it look like I'm doing?" Brittany answers back, narrowing her eyes challengingly at her girlfriend. When she doesn't get a reply from her she decides to explain, all while beginning to stroke Santana's cock. "I'm helping you to relax."
Santana's about to open her mouth and tell the blonde that it isn't necessary and that she doesn't have to do that, but just as she's about to Brittany leans in and takes the head of her dick in her mouth and it ignites something inside of her. She wants Brittany, but she wants to be inside of her.
"Baby, stop for a second." Santana orders reluctantly because even though she'd really like Brittany to give her head, she doesn't think their living room is the best place for that. An embarrassing whimper nearly escapes her lips when the blonde complies with her order and sits up, staring at her innocently. "Let's take this to the bedroom. I want to be inside of you."
Brittany eagerly nods her head in agreement, clearly loving the idea and jumps up from the couch. She grabs onto Santana's hand and practically drags her up the stairs and into their bedroom, kicking the door closed as she does so. Once they're in the middle of their bedroom Santana lunges forward and crashes her lips against Brittany's, kissing her hungrily. She knows that they don't have much time before they need to leave to pick up Cassidy so she walks them backwards to their bed and pushes Brittany down onto it before crawling on top of her. She expertly pops the button on Brittany's jeans before pulling them down her legs and then breaks their fervent kiss so that she can pull off the blonde's hoodie a t-shirt on underneath. Santana leans back in to kiss her girlfriend again, but before she can the woman below her pulls her shirt over her head, leaving Brittany in her bra and panties, and Santana in her bra.
The Latina trails her lips down Brittany's jaw and to her neck and begins to kiss her there, knowing exactly the right places that cause the blonde to moan. As she does so, she moves her hands around to Brittany's back and unclasps her bra before pulling the item away from her lover's body. "So beautiful." Santana breathes out once Brittany is fully naked. "I love you Britt."
Santana pulls away from Brittany so that she can truly appreciate her beauty. Brittany's body is one of her favourite things in the world and she loves every mark on it, even if they weren't supposed to be there. She thinks it's amazing how far they've come over the past three years, especially with the blonde's body insecurities. Words can't even describe how proud Santana is of her.
"San we don't have much time." Brittany groans, reaching up and unclasping Santana's bra so that they're both fully naked. "Just fuck me!"
Santana feels her dick twitch at Brittany's choice of words and when she looks down, she can see that it's standing at it's full length. "Spread your legs baby." She demands as she begins to stroke her cock, smiling when Brittany does as she's told, and she positions herself between them. She can see that Brittany is already wet for her and if they had more time then she totally would go down on her girlfriend, but right now she needs to give them both what they need.
Growing impatient and unable to keep still, Brittany bucks her hips upwards in order to gain some kind of contact, but Santana quickly puts a stop to it by grabbing onto Brittany's thighs and spreading her legs further. Lining up the tip of her dick with Brittany's slit, she slides it along her wetness, bumping her swollen clit.
"Santana!" Brittany whimpers, her body jolting upwards at the contact. "Please just fuck me already!"
In one swift motion, Santana thrusts her hips forward and enters Brittany causing them both to moan loudly. It never fails to amaze Santana that Brittany's pussy is always so tight when she enters her and the sensation of doing so alone, is nearly enough to make her lose all of her self control.
"You feel so good." The Latina murmurs, starting up a pace and stretching Brittany out. "You are so beautiful."
"So big." The blonde groans from underneath her, rocking her hips in time with Santana's thrusts. "Harder."
"How does that feel?" Santana asks, making her thrusts intentionally harder as she grips tightly onto Brittany's hips. She loves the feeling of Brittany's pussy around her cock, it's like it was made for it. When she feels Brittany's walls clench around her dick, she bites down on her lower lip so that she doesn't make too much noise. She doesn't want to give herself away just yet, she wants to finish pleasing her girl first.
"So good!" Brittany whimpers, feeling her orgasm approaching. "Don't stop babe."
From the noises that Brittany is making and the way her walls are clenching around Santana's dick, the Latina knows that she's close to falling over the edge, so she increases her pace and begins thrusting into her even harder than faster than before. "I want you to cum all over my dick." She growls into the blonde's ear, noticing how Brittany's nails dig deeper into her back as she does so. "Are you close baby?"
"F-Fuck... so c-close." The woman beneath her announces through ragged breaths, the pressure becoming almost unbearable for both of them. "S-San I need to..."
Santana knows that she won't last much longer either so she slips one of her arms around Brittany's back and with her free hand she begins to vigorously rub her clit, taking the blonde completely by surprise. She watches in satisfaction as Brittany gasps loudly and how her body writhes beneath her. It's the most beautiful sight in the world.
"Oh God!" Brittany screams, her back arching off the mattress as soon as her orgasm hits. "Fuck, Santana!"
A few seconds after Brittany begins to ride out her intense orgasm, Santana cums inside Brittany. She grips onto her girlfriend's hips, stilling almost all movements between them and shoots her load inside of Brittany before collapsing down on top of her. She feels Brittany run her hand through her hair and take out her messy ponytail for her as she threads her fingers through the dark brown locks once again. As she rests her head on Brittany's bare chest, she thinks about how far they've come. She can't believe how much progress they've made.
/
Santana kisses Brittany slowly, caressing her cheek softly to reassure her that everything is going to be okay. Currently she's lying next to Brittany on their bed, naked. Brittany on the other hand is completely topless, but still has her jeans on. It had taken a lot of encouragement from Santana to get Brittany to take her jeans off since the lighting in the room was brighter than what it usually is, so she doesn't think they're going to go any further than that.
She feels Brittany run her hand down her chest, cupping her breast as she does so and Santana moans into her girlfriend's mouth when Brittany squeezes it softly. If there's one thing Brittany is amazing at, it's teasing and it never fails to drive Santana crazy. "Babe, are you sure you want to do this?" Santana asks, breaking the kiss for a moment. "If you're not ready then we don't have to."
"No." Brittany says firmly. "I want to do this."
They've been living in their new house for a little over a month now and Brittany has finally decided that she's ready to have sex with Santana because although she loves allowing her girlfriend to finger her and eat her out, she craves more contact from her and can no longer resist Santana. However, although she likes to do intimate things with Santana, Brittany is still nervous because even though they do stuff with each other nearly every single day, it's usually in the dark, but today it isn't.
Santana simply nods her head and reconnects their lips, taking Brittany's lower one between her teeth and nibbling on it softly. She pushes herself up on her elbow so that she's slightly hovering over her girlfriend and then moves her body so that she's settled in between her legs. While she's kissing her blonde beauty, she feels the woman below her gently run her nails up and down the length of her back which causes little goosebumps to form on her arms. It always has that effect.
Everything seems to be going well and the atmosphere between them is relaxing, but when Santana moves her hands to the waistband of Brittany's jeans, everything changes. Santana hears the way that Brittany's breath hitches in her throat as she inhales sharply, and she feels the way that Brittany's whole body tenses against hers.
Brittany isn't ready for this.
Looking at her girlfriend's face, Santana notices that Brittany has her eyes screwed tightly shut which is a clear sign that she's in distress. Wanting to help her out, she nudges her nose against the blonde's softly until her eyelids flutter open. It's then that Santana notices the unshed tears in Brittany's eyes and her heart breaks at the sight, and she forgets all about how sexually frustrated she feels right now. They're definitely not doing anything this evening, not when Brittany looks so small and vulnerable.
Moving over on the bed, Santana lies back down onto her back and pulls Brittany into her arms so that she's partially lying on top of her with her face buried into the crook of her neck. The brunette hears Brittany sniffle slightly so she holds her closer and presses a kiss into her hair, letting her no that she's not upset or disappointed with her for not being able to go through with it.
"I-I'm sorry, San." She eventually whispers out in defeat, holding onto her girlfriend tightly. "I didn't mean to freak out like that."
"Honey, no, don't apologise." Santana pleads. "You've not done anything wrong."
"We can still do it if you want." Brittany says, her voice small. "I don't mind."
"No, we're not doing that." Santana replies quickly, the firmness clear in her voice. "I think we should just cuddle under the blankets, okay?"
"Okay..." The blonde timidly nods her head. "I love you." "I love you too." Santana kisses her head once again. "I'm so proud of you."
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Santana glances over at the clock on their bedroom wall, her eyes widening when she sees that it's nearly quarter to eight. Cassidy finishes her dance rehearsals at eight on the dot and they can't be late to pick her up, especially when they don't have a good excuse for being late in the first place. She casts her gaze downwards to find Brittany drawing random patterns on her stomach and smiles at how content they both are. She wishes that they could spend more time like this, but if they don't leave in the next couple of minutes then they're not going to make it to the dance studio in time.
"Britt as much as I loved your way of getting me relaxed, we need to go and pick up our daughter from her dance class." Santana speaks up, breaking the comfortable and peaceful silence between them. "We also need to leave in the next few minutes or we're going to be late."
Brittany grumbles in response which causes Santana to chuckle, and she gently pushes Brittany's body so that she rolls off of her. Once the blonde is lying on her stomach on the other side of the bed, Santana gets up and quickly puts her bra back on and throws on the hoodie that Brittany was previously wearing. By the time she's put her boxers and jeans back on, Brittany still hasn't moved from her position on the bed, so Santana pokes her side playfully to get her attention.
"Are you going to come and pick your daughter up or not?" She asks playfully. "Seriously Brittany we're going to be late and you can't sit in the car naked."
Rolling over onto her back so that she can see her girlfriend again, Brittany smirks at Santana and it widens when she sees Santana staring at her naked body. They definitely don't have time for round two though so she decides not to comment on it. However, she really does want there to be a round to because although round one was spectacular she wants to do it again, and again, and again.
"How about you go and pick up our daughter and I'll run her a bath and makes us all supper for when she gets in?" Brittany suggests. "Then when she goes to bed, we can do some more naked cuddling in bed?"
Santana can already feel her penis twitch faintly at the idea and she mentally scolds herself for allowing it to happen. There is no way that she can pick up her daughter from dance class with a boner... not again anyway, and especially not if Brittany isn't with her to cover for her. It would just be a disaster.
"That sounds perfect babe." Santana answers, leaning over and placing a chaste kiss on Brittany's pale pink lips. "I'll see you soon. I love you."
"I love you too." Brittany calls as Santana retreats out the room. "I can't wait to see you naked again!"
Santana simply shakes her head to herself because she still doesn't understand how she got so lucky with a girl like Brittany.
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Here is the first chapter of Ohana, which is the sequel to 1663 Days! I hope you all enjoy it. As there is a time jump there will be quite a few flashbacks in it which will fill in some gaps about what happened during the time, so be patient and enjoy it! Those of you who are familiar with 1663 Days will know that I like to have flashbacks to explain previous events.
All mistakes are mine, and I apologise if there is any.
Review and let me know what you think!