The next morning, Santana is the first to wake up. She reaches for her phone on the bedside table and rolls her eyes at how early it is. She hates that she still wakes up as if she were still co-captain on the Cheerios at her old high school. It is too freaking early to be up, but she knows she can't go back to sleep now that she is awake. She turns to her side, facing the two loves of her life and smiles. Becca's hair is all over her face, and Brittany's is snoring lightly. She doesn't care because they still look beautiful
She slowly brings her hand and places Beccas hair behind her ear before she leans in and kisses her on the forehead. The girl shifts in her sleep and opens her eyes slowly. She watches Becca smile at her before Becca stretches her arms towards her. Santana smiles and cuddles her.
"Go back to sleep, amorcito. It is very early."
Becca only nods before snuggling in her arms. Santana hears her groggy voice tell her that she needs to use the restroom. Santana carries Becca in her arms and takes to the bathroom where Santana helps Becca sit on the toilet. Santana sets her down on the counter and chuckles when Becca rests her hair against the wall as Santana washed her hands. Santana sets her down on the couch while she puts water in the coffeemaker, but when she returned, Becca was fast asleep. Shaking her head, she kisses her forehead again before covering her daughter with her unicorn cover.
A mischievous smile develops on her faces as she turns around to walk into her and Brittany's temporary room. When she realizes she's got more than enough time to put her plan into action, she locks the door behind her. After setting up her cameras, she looks to the sleeping blonde she loves like no one else in the world and bites her lower lip. The duvet couldn't hide the tent forming in Brittany's pajama shorts. Slowly, she begins tiptoes her way to the bed and lifts the duvet before getting under it and crawling her way up until her heads popped up from under, and she can see Brittany's face.
The tented shorts now being the only thing separating her from Brittany. She gently pulls them lower and exposes Brittany's hips little by little until Brittany's cock springs free into the air. Her tan hand comes up to grab it, and she takes a moment to marvel at how it feels in her hand. Unable to resist her urge to taste Brittany's cock, she licks the slit tasting the secreting. She guides the slower head into her mouth and sucks it a few times. She lets it go with a pop and runs her long down the side wetting the length down to her balls before running her tongue up on the opposite side. Again, she takes the swollen head into her mouth and sucks it. She begins to bob her head slowly, enjoying the feel of Brittany's cock in her mouth. She can feel one of the cock's more prominent veins with her tongue, and she moans. She looks up two see Brittany's eyebrows twitch, but the blonde was still very much asleep.
Santana slowly continues to bob her head as she moves her hand up and down the rest of the shaft. With a slow pace, she takes in more and more of Brittany into her mouth, sucking and tasting her. Her eyes closed as Santana focuses on taking more and more inside her. It hits the back of her throat, and she gags and chokes on it momentarily before pulling away until the head is the only thing in her mouth before she bobs her head back down. Her eyes open when Santana hears Brittany moan. She watches with determined eyes as she sucks harder. With her eyes, Santana wills and dares Brittany to wake up. Her mouth leaves her entirely, leaving her hand to move up and down her shaft.
"Wake up, Baby." She whispers before taking Brittany into her mouth, anew.
Her eyes closed as she focuses on taking more of Brittany's cock in. Slowly, she takes in more and more until it hits the back of her throat. This time, she fights the urge to come up and pushes herself to take more. Santana moans when her lips nearly touch the base of Brittany's hips. She chokes on it but fights the urge until she no longer can. Santana pulls away, letting her lungs fill with air before repeating the action. She hears Brittany moan again and opens her eyes to see Brittany's eyes flutter open.
—
Brittany immediately looks down to find Santana sucking her cock. Her eyes struggle to keep open, but at the sight of Santana's mouth, lips stretched around her cock. Unable to keep her eyes open from the pleasure, she brings her hands to Santana's head and pushes her down onto her cock and grinds her hips into Santana's warm, wet, and willing mouth.
She hears Santana gag on her cock, and it spurs her on. Santana's hands leave her cock, and a moment later, she feels a hand on her ass, grabbing it roughly as Santana moans.
"You couldn't wait for me, huh?" She mutters through her gritted teeth.
Brittany closes her eyes when Santana shakes her head with her cock still very deep inside her mouth. Brittany pushes Santana's head down onto her. The motion causes her thought to spasms around her as Santana chokes on her cock.
"Choke on it," she says. "Choke on my fucking cock."
She thrust her hips into her mouth before thrusting out and allowing Santana to come up for air. Her insides are scorching that she feels as if her body is on fire. When Santana immediately bobs her head down again, it only makes her burn up more. Santana is thirsty and hungry, and Brittany is going to feed her
"I am going to fuck your mouth so good." She mutters.
She stilled Santana's head with her hands and thrust her hips up and then thrust back out. Again, she did this. Now and then, she would grind her hips into her and hit the back of her throat, feeling Santana fight the urge to pull away, and her throat tightens around her cock before allowing Santana to breathe and rocking her hips in and out of Santana quickly.
She is covered in sweat as she continues to thrust and grind her hips into Santana's mouth. Her pattern becomes harder and quicker as she chases the release.
"Fuck, take it, take my fucking, ugh."
Santana can do nothing but moan and gag in response, and it only spurs her on.
"Ugh San, shit baby, f-fuck," She grunts breathlessly.
Her eyebrows furrow and her muscles tighten, and her movements become messy. Closer, closer, closer, she gets until she moans Santana's name with a shiver taking over as she grunts, releasing her load into Santana's mouth. Her hips move slowly as her hips fall. It is Santana who continues bobbing her head up and down as her orgasms ripples through her. Santana sucks and swallows every drop of her seed. Her cock twitches as it releases the last of her cum into her mouth, and Santana sucks her roughly one last time before work her way to the tip. She sucks it hard before grabbing it with her hand and licking the slit. Slowly, she leaves a trail of kisses up Britany's pelvis, up her toned stomach, between her breast, up her neck, on her chin, and finally to her lips.
Brittany tastes the saltiness of herself on Santana's sweet lips and moans. She pulls away and joins their foreheads together, panting.
"Damn"
She smiles when Santana chuckles.
"It'd been too long since I had done that," Santana says with a voice raw and raspy from how roughly Brittany had fucked her throat.
Brittany kisses her again. Slowly, wanting to let her know how thankful she was for the gesture.
"I love you," she whispers onto Santana's lips.
"I love you, too"
"What time is it?" Brittany asks.
—
Santana removes her body from Brittanys and reaches for her phone and looks at the time. As she is going to respond, she feels Brittany on her back, kissing the space where her neck and shoulders meet and hums in response.
"Plenty of time for me to return the favor," Brittany whispers into her skin.
Santana closes her eyes and tiles her head to the side to give Brittany greater access to her neck. Moments later, the blonde shuffles behind her. It was a brief second before she feels Brittany removing her shirt. She raises her arms, allowing for Brittany to remove it. Brittany's lips return to the spot she had been kissing, sucking, and nibbling on before moving her kisses to her neck, down her spine. She lifts her hips when Brittany prompts her to do so and allows her to remove her bottoms. She moans when Brittany grabs her ass cheek and squeezes it together before her teeth graze it. It sends chills all over her body and her blood pumps in anticipation. She moans when Brittany bites her ass cheek.
"Fuck," she breathes out.
With a kiss on her bite mark, Brittany turns her around. Santana feels another shiver down her spine. Brittany is on her back, pressing her naked body into her. Santana can feel Brittany's hard nipples against her back. Brittany's hard cock is pressed against her ass. Her body is tingling with excitement, her soul is yearning with need, and her pussy is soaked with anticipation.
"Your wish is my desire. How do you want it?" Brittany whispers into her ear.
Brittany's hair tickles her back, and that only intensifies everything she is feeling. She wants more. She will always want more.
"Brittany," Her name leaves her lips.
"I'm here, Baby. Tell me," the blonde whispers as she kisses her shoulders. "Tell me what you want."
"You," She starts.
The want inside her body is so strong that she can not form any other sentence. She needs Brittany. She needs her so fucking bad.
"You want me?" The blonde teases further.
She nods absentmindedly before replying, "Yes, so much."
Brittany reaches down her chin and kisses her lips lovingly before kissing her back again. Santana feels Brittany's hand slowly slide down her back to her ass before eating leaves her. Second, later, She feels Brittany insert her pussy from behind, slowly. She moans as Brittany quickly enters her and stretches her.
God, this is her favorite part. She loves how her body adjusts to Brittany. It feels so good. She can feel Brittany's hot air on her skin as she pushes more of herself in. Brittany's hand snakes its way between her body and the bed down to her pussy, where she begins to make slow tight circles on her clit. Santana needed to hold something, reaches between her body to hold Brittany's arm.
Brittany's other hand comes to her hips before she begins to grind into her. Everything is slow, intense, and perfect. Brittany always knows what she needs, and she absolutely loves it.
"I want you never to forget that I love you. No matter the distance, I will always love you. I believe in us."
Brittany is reassuring her, and Santana needs it.
"I am scared, too, but I know we will make it. I promise you; we will mmm-make it. Trust in this. Trust in what we are. Thisssss, fuuuck babe, this is the real thing."
Santana focuses on everything Brittany is telling her. The feeling of her body grinding into her, the slow tight circles on her clit, her cock deep inside. It is too much. Brittany's grinding quickens, and the circles on her clit become small and quick.
"I love you," Santana whispers out. "Harder, grind into me harder."
Words are replaced by moaning, gasps, and grunts. Everything around them is so much, but Brittany makes her believe in them so hard. Her breathing hardens, and her body begins to shake. The feeling washing over her is too much.
"Babe, I-" her breathing quickens and her face furrows.
She opens her mouth to try and speak, but she gasps when Brittany comes inside her. Brittany grinds keep grinding into her releasing all of her seed. Harder and harder, her breathing becomes until her body tenses up, and she moans louder and louder until her insides erupt. Tears fall from her eyes at the sheer intensity she feels. The wet spot beneath her forms her intense orgasms, not nothing her in the slightest as Brittany's cock twitches inside her once her movement stop. Brittany makes no effort to move her hand or her body and slumps her entire weight on top of her; It comforts her.
—
A sniffle brings her crashing down to each. Santana cum is all over her hand, but she doesn't care. She moves it so that her hand is free from under them. She slowly turns Santana around and rests on top of her. She wipes her hand on the sheet and moves quickly to wipe Santana's tears. She owns their forehead together.
"Are you okay?" She questions with uncertainty.
Santana nods and smiles, causing a rush of relief to wash over her.
"Why are you crying?" She asks, needing to be sure.
"You gave me exactly what I needed," Santana said.
As if reading her thoughts, Santana joins their kiss. It is slow, tender, and makes all the uncertainty disappear. They bask in the after-glow of their lovemaking for a while before Santana's alarm goes off, indicating that they still have time to get ready, but that they need to shower now before their time runs out.
"I believe in us," Santana tells her when they pull away.
Brittany smiles sheepishly before kissing her one last time.
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After their morning class, Santana, Quinn, and Ashley sit at a table to enjoy a short coffee break. They talk about how their first week is going. Everything is going well until Ashley mentions that their first week is coming to an end. Quinn quickly jabs Ashley in the ribs and glares at her before gesturing to Santana with her head while making eyes at her when Santana looks down to her phone to send a text to Brittany.
Ashley's face cringes, and she mouths sorry to Quinn, but it is too late. Santana already looks defeated. Ashley and Quinn share an understanding look and decide that it is best to talk about it instead of dancing around the subject.
"They're leaving soon. Are you okay?"
Santana sighs and offers a sad smile, "I believe in us and our love, but I have never been away from Becca. Britt is amazing, and I have had to live without her for years because I honestly didn't realize how much she meant to me until I saw her again, but she's become part of my whole world. She and Becca are my entire world. They'll be in Lima, and I will be here. I am so scared." Despite wanting not to cry, she can't help it.
Quinn opens her arms, and Santana quickly accepts the embrace. Ashely rubs her back. They allow Santana to cry it out for a moment, knowing it will be better for her to do so rather than to hold it in.
"She's crazy about you. She never really talked about anyone this much. When it's just us two, she never shuts up about you and Becca." Ashley offers.
Santana chuckles. She quickly wipes her tears and sighs. "She promised me we would make it. I will hold her to that."
"Let's head to class. I got an email that our last class today got canceled. You, Brittany and Becca can go out and explore the city a little. It'll do you some good."
"That sounds perfect."
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Brittany is talking to Stacey and Marley on her phone while Becca plays a math game on her tablet. They're both on the subway getting back from the New York Hall of Science and were heading to pick up Santana, who had messaged them about her last class being canceled.
"She is very emotional right now and gets it, but I need to know how to make this whole transition easier," Brittany says into the earpiece.
"Trust me; this transition is going to be hard no matter what. Santana has never been apart from Becca. That is something hard for a parent to come to terms with. Put yourself in her shows. How would you feel if Becca and Santana were the ones going back to Lima, and you had to stay?"
The question stroke a fear inside her. She hadn't always been there for both of them, but now, she couldn't picture a day without them. If Santana and Becca were to leave her, she wouldn't know what to do.
"That's heartbreaking."
"Exactly!" She hears Stacey say.
"Shit, I have to do more to reassure her." She says, biting her lip and thinking of what to do to reassure Santana further. "I have a perfect idea."
The subway stops, and Brittany quickly looks at the stops. She thanks her friends and promises to visit them when she is back in Ohio. She puts Becca's tablet in her back and grabs her hand before they get off the subways and make their way through the large crowd of people. They make their way out of the subway station and hail a cap.
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The small family returns to their hotel room, exhausted from their little adventure in New York City. They'd gone to the zoo, took a walk in Central Park, had lunch at Chucky Cheese, and went to the movies. Becca was already fast asleep in Brittany's arms.
"My mom wants us to chat. She says your parents are over, and they want to say high to all of us." Santana says, looking up from her phone.
Brittany nods and shakes Becca awake. "Wake up, Becca, We're going to call home, and they want all want to see you."
Santana and Brittany chuckle when her little blue eyes widen in excitement. They give her the phone so that she can make the call. Moments later, they are greeted with a camera view where Maribel is squinting her eyes at the phone though her glasses were on her head.
"Nana Mari, your glasses are on your head," Becca said though giggles.
"Oh, that's where I left them!" Maribel said with fake enthusiasm as she rotates the camera angle to the rear camera getting everyone in the shot. She walks away from it and shows them all at the table having lunch.
Becca's mouth gasps in surprise when she sees all the familiar faces. She greets them enthusiastically before sitting on Santana's lap. Their conversation lasts for about an hour, with everyone wanting to know everything they had all been up to all week long. Eventually, Becca fell asleep again, and that was the signal they took to end the call. They lay Becca down on the couch bed and tuck her in. Soon, they are brushing their teeth and getting into bed.
"I can't believe you purchased my ticket to Lima already," Santana says as she wraps her arms around Brittany. "I can't believe you got them all to tell me your little surprise."She adds before getting on her tippy toes and kissing her.
"I know that this is a big change for you and I want you to have something to look forward to. When you visit, we will book your next visit. We will keep doing that until we no longer have to."
"I can work with that." She said with a sincere smile.
"Awesome," Brittany says before kissing her one last time.
They pull away before their bodies rejoin in the middle of the bed. They cuddle and hold each other, talking about what they look forward to. Promises of the future were exchanged between sweet kisses and tender caresses. Despite the challenges they were going to face, they both knew that their love was a powerful one. They were going to make it, and there was no doubt in either one of their minds.
"We'll make it," Santana whispers to an already sleeping Brittany. "I believe in us." She kisses her forehead gently before turning to her side. She smiles when Brittany spoons her from behind, wraps her from around her, and nuzzles her face into her neck and places a kiss there. Brittany's hands intertwined with her hers. Santana kisses their joined hands.
"I love you," Brittany whispers to her.
"I love you, too," Santana responds.