"I've uploaded that you're having twins to all your platforms." Amanda tells them the next day.
"Thank you," Brittany says.
"You're parents have taken Stella again. They said they'll be gone all day." Amanda says.
"I swear, we'll never see her while our parents are here." Santana says.
"They're staying another week before heading home." Amanda says before heading into the office.
"I guess we have the day free." Brittany says.
"As much as I would love to spend the day with you, I've been hit with inspiration. I'll be in the studio working." Santana says giving her wife a kiss on the cheek.
Brittany pouts as her wife heads into her studio. She hasn't had alone time since before Stella was born. She doesn't know what to do with herself. That is until she gets a call from her agent.
'Brittany,' Matthew says.
'Yes Matthew, what's up?' Brittany asks.
'I know you've been taking a bit of a break, but I was wondering if you'd be up for doing a couple guest spots on TV show?' Matthew asks hopeful.
'Yeah, send me the scripts.' Brittany says.
'Okay, I will.' Matthew says happy she's taking it.
Brittany heads out to Santana's studio to let her know. Santana has a guitar and is strumming out a melody when Brittany comes in.
"Sorry to disturb you San, but I wanted to let you know that I'm taking a few TV guest spots over the next week." Brittany says.
'That's great," Santana says pausing.
"Go back to your writing." Brittany says.
"Love you,"
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"Thanks for meeting us." Mercedes says to Gloria, Whitney and Amanda.
"No problem," Amanda says to Mercedes and Quinn.
The men have taken Stella while Santana works on a new album and Brittany is doing a few TV guest spots.
"We want to throw Santana and Brittany, a baby shower before you leave." Quinn says.
"Ooo, that sounds lovely." Whitney says.
"We'd love to help with the planning." Gloria says.
"Good because we have a lot of planning to do in not a lot of time." Quinn says.
Mercedes pulls out a binder and places it on the table. "I've done some research on baby showers."
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"Okay, point the gun at them." the director shouts at Brittany.
She's shooting an episode of CSI: Vegas where she's the murder. She's never played the bad guy before so it's a blast for her. She points the fake gun at the CSIs.
"I'm not going down for this." Brittany says.
"You killed your sister." the lead CSI says.
"She stole him from me." Brittany says.
"We can work this out." the CSI says stepping forward.
"Don't move," Brittany says. "I know I'll never get out for what I did." she waves the gun a little.
The second CSI leaps forward, grabbing the gun. They struggle but the CSI gets the gun and Brittany ends up cuffed on the ground.
"Cut," the director shouts. "Great job."
The other actor helps Brittany up.
"It was nice to work with you. It's not often I get to struggle with an Oscar winning actress." the actor says.
"I had fun, I haven't done much TV." Brittany says smiling.
She heads home, having finished shooting the scenes that she'll be in for this show. Truly, she's having fun doing these guest spots before she shoots a movie that will be all done here in LA.
"Britt! Is that you!" Santana shouts.
"Yes! Just me! Where is everyone else!" Brittany shouts back.
"Out," Santana says coming down the stairs in sexy lingerie.
"Oh shit," Brittany gulps feeling herself harden and strain in her pants.
"Like what you see." Santana says swaying her hips as she makes her way to her wife.
Santana smirks, reaching down to cup Brittany's bulge.
"San," Brittany moans.
"I'm so fucking horny." Santana says gripping her bulge. "Are you ready for me?"
Brittany just nods so turned on she can't think. Santana grabs her wife's arm and yanks her upstairs. Brittany follows, stumbling a few times. Santana pulls her into their room, shoving Brittany into the wall. She kisses her hard, shoving her tongue into her mouth. They make out, their hands wandering all over each other. Santana's hands make it under Brittany's shirt and she lifts it up. They break apart so Brittany can chuck the shirt off before connecting their lips again.
"Fuck B," Santana moans. "I need you."
Brittany walks them backward towards the bed. When she feels it, she lays down, pulling Santana with her.
"You're so sexy." Brittany husks.
Santana leans down kissing her hard. They both moan into the kiss. She reaches down, sliding her hand into her wife's pants.
"Oh San," Brittany moans when Santana's hand brushes her dick.
Santana grips the blonde's hard dick. She pushes down her pants, freeing her dick.
"God, you seem even bigger." Santana moans.
Brittany breaths hard, pulling her wife back down into a kiss. She kisses her neck causing the Latina to arch up. Her hands find her wife's boobs, lightly squeezing them, flicking her nipples.
"San," Brittany moans. "I need to be in you."
"Shit Britt, you're rock hard." Santana says gripping her dick.
"San," Brittany moans, looping her fingers into her wife's underwear, pulling them down.
Santana grinds herself down on her wife's stomach, smearing it with her juices.
"God San, you're sopping." Brittany groans reaching up to pulls Santana into a kiss.
"I need you in me." Santana moans lining herself up.
She slowly pushes herself down onto her wife, moaning the whole time.
"You're so big," Santana moans, laying her forehead onto Brittany's shoulder.
"So tight," Brittany groans, stopping herself from pushing her wife down on her.
Santana pauses when she bottoms out, staring down at her wife. She's so horny and it feels so good.
"You're so fucking sexy." Santana says kissing her wife as she lifts her hips up before pushing them back down.
She goes slowly at first causing them both to moan. Brittany claws at Santana's back, slowly feeling her balls tightening.
"Britt," Santana moans, her climax slowly building.
Brittany gently flips them over, careful of her wife's baby bump. She starts thrusting slow first then faster.
"Right there," Santana groans clawing at her back.
"San, I'm not going to last much longer." Brittany moans feeling her balls tighten.
"Faster Britt, so close." Santana moans.
Brittany moans, thrusting faster. Santana tightens around her, her climax so close.
"San!" Brittany shouts shooting cum into her.
"Britt," Santana moans digging her nails into her back as she cums, Brittany continuing to thrust as they both come down.
Brittany lays beside her wife, catching her breath.
"Damn babe, that was some way to greeted." Brittany says turning to the side to look at her wife.
"I'm in the horny phase of pregnancy." Santana says kissing her. "Expect me to do that more often."
"Any time you want, you can have me." Brittany says.
"Good answer," Santana says nuzzling her.
"Let's go take a shower."