I'm back! It's been a few months since the last time I posted. This was a requested story by jrobins33 that picks up right after the wedding during season six.

Married Life

Brittany bounces, literally bounces as they wait in line to go through security. She's beyond happy to be going away for a honeymoon with her beautiful wife. Honestly she could be going anywhere and be this happy, but she knows her wife is excited to be hitting a beach.

"Britt settle down, the security people are looking at us weirdly." Santana says taking her hand to settle her.

"I can't help it. Coach Sue got us this amazing honeymoon package." Brittany says looking through the pamphlet yet again.

"One we don't have to call her coach anymore, two year it is amazing and three where the heck did you store it?" Santana rambles as they move closer to the first security point.

She hates flying. Not just the extreme height which is fucking scary. It's the long ass security lines she has to wait in, though at least over the last year she's at least had Britt to make the waiting less everything.

"She'll always be Coach Sue." Brittany says storing the pamphlet and handing her ticket/ID to the security girl.

"Have fun in Dubai." the girl says after checking both their tickets and IDs.

"Thanks," Brittany says giving her a smile.

Santana grumbles about having to wait in another line and having to take off her shoes. By the time they get through, Santana is in a mood and Brittany knows her wife needs some coffee and chocolate to feel better.

"Sanny," Brittany sweetly says.

"Yes B," Santana says peaking up at helping her wife.

"Could you get me a big chocolate chip cookie and hot chocolate from Starbucks?" Brittany sweetly asks, smiling shyly at her wife.

"Of course honey," Santana says kissing her cheek before hurrying off to carry out her order.

She's beyond glad that her wife asked her to do this as she really needs coffee to settle down. She always gets worked up flying and coffee always settles her down. Thankfully there is no line at Starbucks and she gets her stuff quickly.

"Here B," Santana says handing her wife the cookie and hot chocolate.

"Thanks Sanny," Brittany says kissing her cheek.

Santana just smiles so happy that she's married to this amazing woman.

"How long until our plane starts loading?" Brittany asks in-between bites looking around unsure of what their gate is.

"Around an hour, why?" Santana asks narrowing her eyes at her wife.

"Well...since we have some extra time…." Brittany trails off.

"No, just no B," Santana says putting her foot on the ground.

"Please Sanny," Brittany says pulling out her best weapon, her pout.

"Nope," Santana says closing her eyes. "We agreed to wait till we get to our room.

"No we didn't unless you don't remember what we did last night." Brittany says now worried that her wife might have hit her head, she tried to check her head.

"I remember B," Santana says grabbing her hand.

"Good," Brittany sighs.

"I guess we could join the mile high club…..again." Santana says rolling her eyes at her own inability to say no to her wife.

It's natural to call Brittany her wife, it feels like they've been married since senior year even when they were broken up she always felt that if Brittany said jump she would have. The blonde has always had her heart and been the only person she would do anything for. The transition from girlfriend to wife is easy for her.

"Okay," Brittany says all smiles. "I can't believe we get to spend a month at the Atlantis, in the honeymoon suite."

"I know, you, me, naked for a whole month sounds like the best honeymoon ever." Santana happily sighs.

"We're going to do tours and see the city right?" Brittany asks liking her wife's idea, but also wants to see the city.

"Of course, we'll do whatever you want." Santana reassures her.

"Can we visit Quinn after we get back before we have to figure everything out?" Brittany asks her wife after a few minutes of silence as they walk towards their gate. "I wish she could have been at the wedding."

"I know honey," Santana says.

Quinn had wanted to be there for her best friend's wedding, but she had a huge test that she needed to study for and couldn't afford to fly out again.

"We could change our tickets home to fly to Boston and head to Yale to surprise her." Santana suggests.

"You have no idea how much I love you." Brittany says dropping her bags to throw her arms around her wife.

"Not half as much as I love you." Santana gulps at all these feelings. "Though let's see how we feel closer to the end of our trip."

While they wait for their plane to start boarding Santana is content to just stare at her wife. There has always been something about Brittany that keeps her calm. Just being next to the blonde has a calming effect on her. And then there's the fact that her wife is drop dead gorgeous. It's not just her opinion, many people agree with her which is why she's constantly having to beat off men and women from her.

"San," Brittany says nudging her. "First class can load now."

"Oh okay," Santana says standing up, holding her hand out to help up her wife.

When they get situated in their seats with Brittany by the window and Santana already gripping the arm rests.

"Do you want to hold my hand?" Brittany asks knowing how stubborn her wife can be when it comes to being scared.

"Maybe," Santana says trying to be strong.

As soon as the plane starts to move she grips tightly to her wife's right hand and leans over to hid her head in the blonde's shoulder. She stays like that until they get to cruising altitude.

"Please tell me you packed something that will distract me." Santana says still a big ball of nerves.

"Meet me in the bathroom in the back in three minutes." Brittany says getting up and swaying her hips as she walks.

"Shit," Santana gulps waiting several seconds before following the blonde.

They end up getting kicked out of the bathroom after Santana starts moaning really loud when Brittany goes down on her. The two women straighten out their clothes and fix their hair as they walk back to their seats.

"I can't believe that after all this time you still can't be quiet." Brittany giggles falling into her seat.

"That was so embarrassing especially her glaring at us as we walked back to our seats. She totally knew what we did." Santana says hiding her head in her hands.

"It wasn't that bad San. That time your mom walked in on us was by far the worst." Brittany reminds her wife.

"Oh god I had almost forgotten about that." Santana says hiding her head in the blonde's shoulder.

The rest of the plane ride Brittany works on a difficult math problem while Santana manages to catch some z's. Brittany's thankful that her wife manages to sleep through the landing.

"San," Brittany whispers. "We've landed."

"Ungh," Santana groans.

Getting Santana through customs in a little bit of a nightmare for Brittany as the Latina was sleepy and grumpy. Luckily they made it through without any major incidents and she gets the Latina into a cab.

"B, sleepy," Santana grumbles.

"I know honey soon you'll be able to sleep." Brittany whispers kissing her head.

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Santana wakes up fully rested the next morning. She looks over at her wife who is still asleep and wonders how she got so lucky. After everything that she had done to the blonde the fact that she still married her.

"Staring again," Brittany says smiling as she wakes up.

"I can't help it; I have the most beautiful wife in the world." Santana says kissing her.

"Always a sweet talker." Brittany says smiling.

"What do you want to do?" Santana says. "We can do whatever you want."

"Awe Sanny," Brittany swoons. "This is your honeymoon too."

"Yeah, but I'll have a good time if you do." Santana says.

Brittany swoons even move. Her wife is simply the best person she's ever met. So she tackles her, stripping off what little clothes she has on. An hour later, Santana is breathing hard with Brittany smiling down at her.

"Oh god Britt," Santana moans.

"I made you speechless." Brittany proudly says.

"Britt you always make me speechless." Santana happily syas.

Santana will do anything to make her wife happy even if she doesn't get to spend time just laying around the pool.

"You honey are never speechless so I'll take my win in making you speechless." Brittany says giving her a kiss on the lips before leaping up. "Come on, let's go on the couple's hike that's starting in twenty."

Santana rolls her eyes, but complies with her wife. She hotels most outdoor activities that don't involve her tanning, laying by the water. But what her wife wants she'll do, knowing she'll get rewarded later tonight.

"This is going to be the best honeymoon ever!" Brittany shouts.

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Five days in and Santana is exhausted. All she wants to do is sleep. Her wonderful wife has them doing every activity the hotel offers, exploring the city and just being active all day then ravishing each other all night. Meaning that she's exhausted getting very little sleep. She has no idea how Brittany has so much energy, but every squeal and smile thrown at her makes her love for the blonde grow.

"Sanny," Brittany whispers at some god awful hour.

"Yeah Britt," Santana groans turning to face her wife.

"Do you want to spend the day relaxing?" Brittany softly asks.

She can tell that her wife is exhausted and when that happens her crankiness increases tenfold and her short temper gets shorter. The last thing she wants is her wife to get into trouble "defending" her.

"Is that what you want?" Santana hopefully asks.

"Yes, I'm exhausted from the lack of sleep." Brittany lies.

"Oh thank god," Santana says kissing her wife before instantly falling back asleep.

Brittany smiles softly at her wife. She's so peaceful and cute when she's sound asleep. The last few days have been extremely busy and she's so proud of her wife for being such a trooper doing everything she wants. That's why she figures the next few days should be just them relaxing. Extracting herself from her wife, she calls for room service later and gets dressed. She's not tired and decides to explore the hotel while her wife sleeps.

Hours later Santana wakes up to the wonderful smell of coffee.

"God I love you." Santana says coming into the living area where the coffee and food is.

"I knew you'd want coffee." Brittany says giggling.

"And this is why I married you." Santana gushes taking a big gulp of coffee.

"And here I thought it was for my flexibility." Brittany giggles even more.

"That's a close second." Santana giggles herself.

When Santana finishes her coffee Brittany starts talking about what they are going to do.

"So I was thinking that we could just relax around the pool today, since I promised you a day in bed, but I want to not actually spend all day in bed."

"I already love you more than anything; you don't have to continue to make me love you more." Santana gushes loving her wife even more.

"Well I figure we both could use a relaxing, no actual plan day." Brittany says trying to hid her smile.

A half hour later they're both in their bikinis lounging next to the pool. Santana is spread out soaking up rays in her barely there red bikini that looks fucking great on her. Her wife though is a damn supermodel. The blonde's bikini is even smaller barely covering her boobs. So she's having to keep her eye out for stupid men that will no doubt try and hit on her wife. They stay there all morning with Brittany moving to a cabana to avoid getting burnt which allows Santana to relax. She doesn't have to be on high alert.

"Sanny," Brittany says peeking out of the cabana. "Do you want to get massages later today?"

"Couples?"

"Yep,"

"Okay,"

Santana gets up and heads into the cabana to see what her wife is up to. She should have known her wife couldn't relax all day. But when she walks in all she sees is her wife reading a book.

"Sanny?" Brittany says when she notices her wife.

"Are you sure you don't want to do something today? I know how you hate to do nothing." Santana says blopping herself down next to her wife.

"Sanny you want to relax and I can catch up on my reading." Brittany calmly says knowing her wife well. "This is your honeymoon and you like to relax so we can do that for a few days."

"If you're sure…" Santana says trailing off.

"I am."

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"Oh fuck," Santana moans bucking up into her wife.

Brittany speeds up her thrusting, biting her lip as the Latina moans before she connects their lips, kissing her deeply.

"Don't stop," Santana breaths into the blonde's mouth, gripping her shoulders tightly.

Brittany groans, moving slightly to take some of the pain off of her wrist, while continuing to pump into her wife. She stops momentarily to insert a third finger only to have the Latina groan and hump her arm. She starts thrusting harder and faster.

"Close," Santana moans.

"Fuck," Brittany groans, using her thumb to rub the Latina's clit.

Santana arches up into the blonde, letting out a silent scream as she comes. The blonde continues to pump until the Latina comes down from her high.

"So fucking good," Santana breathlessly says.

"I told you I'd give you a happy ending after our massages." Brittany smugly says.

Santana chuckles flopping back completely exhausted.

"Yes you did Britt Britt. And when I recover I'll return the favor." Santana says yawning.

Brittany opens her mouth to tell her not to worry about it, but then Santana flips on top of her with a smirk.

"I think I've recovered enough." Santana whispers in her ear.

Santana blows her wife's mind before she curls into her.

"Wow," Brittany breathes recovering still.

"Just think, you get all of this for the rest of your life." Santana says motioning to her body.

"Really?" Brittany says staring at her wife. "Did you really just do that?"

"Please you know how many women want up on this?" Santana says smirking even more.

"Is that so?" Brittany says narrowing her eyes at her wife.

The blonde can't believe her wife just said that. The Latina suddenly realizing her mistake starts back peddling.

"But you know the only person I have ever wanted is you. You are the only person who gets me for the rest of our lives. I'm so dedicated-"

Brittany shuts Santana up by kissing her.

"I know that you're committed to me." Brittany breaths.

"Good," Santana sighs, laying her head on the blonde's chest.

"Can we go into the city tomorrow?" Brittany asks, pulling the sheet up to cover them and wrapping her arms around the Latina.

"Yeah," Santana says.

"Really? Are you sure?" Brittany asks biting her lip.

"We relaxed today, so we can do something fun tomorrow." Santana tells her not moving an inch.

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Brittany sits on the bed watching her wife pack. She offered to help, but Santana refused. Their three week honeymoon is over.

"Babe are you-"

"No Britt, the way you pack we'll never get everything in." Santana says cutting her off.

Neither of them can believe how fast the honeymoon went. Both greatly enjoyed staying in as much as they did going at it without interruptions. Brittany sprinkled in some activities, but kept a lot of relaxing days after the first week.

"What are we going to do when we go back to New York?" Brittany asks surprising Santana.

"We'll stay at the loft until we figure something else out." Santana says since all of her stuff is there.

"Or we could get a place while we're staying with our parents." Brittany says.

Santana is impressed with the plan that Brittany has started.

"My mom said that we should grab my stuff before we go back to New York. She won't drive it out for us." Brittany says looking up from her phone.

"We can drive back to New York instead of flying." Santana says.

"Are we going to take our cars or rent a van?" Brittany asks.

"We'll decide all that when we get back." Santana tells her.

"Okay, so long as Lord Tubbington comes with us." Brittany says handing Santana a few souvenirs.

Santana rolls her eyes but doesn't say anything. She hates that cat so much, but would never tell her wife that. Though the blonde already knows this.

"I have an idea on what we can do with our last night here." Brittany tells her wife.

"Britt we have to wake up early." Santana says not sure what her wife is up to. "Can't we just stay in and have sex?" she asks.

"Trust me you'll like my idea better." Brittany says smirking.

An hour later, they're in a private pool, butt naked. Santana is trying to catch her wife who is staying just out of her reach. When she finally catches the blonde, they start kissing deeply.

"This is your best idea yet." Santana says, keeping her arms around the blonde.

"I knew you'd like this." Brittany says all smiles.

"Best way to end our honeymoon."