"How much longer? It's hot and this sucks" Hope whinned in the back of Brittany's Ford SUV. "We've been in this stupid car all day, shouldn't we be there by now?"
Santana gripped the steering wheel a little tighter, but Brittany placed a calming hand on her thigh which allowed her to relax again. The drive to Ohio was an agonizing nine hours from New York City, meaning they were up before the sun in order to arrive on time. Long trips had always made Santana anxious, but being cramped up in a car with two whiny teens and a six-year-old who insisted on repeating the same four lines of a children's song for the last five hours, had her a little on edge.
"We're almost to our new house, so take a breath. We should get there around the same time as the moving truck, so everyone can get a good night sleep in their own bed." Brittany said loud enough for everyone to hear, except Remi who had his head phones in. She gave Santana's leg a small squeeze as they pulled off the freeway, finally navigating the local streets of Lima.
"Literally, the only thing I've seen for the last twenty minutes are farms and cow farms. I'm convinced you're going to kill us, hide our bodies, and go back to New York." Hopelyn grunted pressing her face into the glass of the window.
"You're going to killed us!" Max squeaked from his booster chair.
"No baby. Your sister is just being mean. Hopelyn enough." Santana snapped giving her daughter a warning look through her rear-view mirror.
"Oh San look! Breadstixx is still open." Brittany grinned suddenly very interested in the surroundings as they passed through the main street of Lima. "And the video store is still there too! Do you think they still have a copy of our home movie?"
Santana's face flushed. She certainly hoped they didn't.
"Mom, I'm hungry. Can we eat or something?" Remi asked pulling out his ear buds.
"We're about to be there. I'll make us lunch first thing, R.J." Brittany said as Santana pulled into a rather nice suburban community. The sign read "Lima Heights Estates". When searching for a new home the women wanted something new that they could make their own, while also not being too far away from Santana's parent's house. Heights Adjacent, like most things in Lima, was only a few miles away up the road.
"Hey they have a park, B!" Santana pointed out as she drove by a large playground where a few families were enjoying their Sunday afternoon.
"Ooo we should go have a look after lunch and stretch are legs. What do you guys think?"
"Sure."
"Whatever."
"I wanna play at the park. Mr. Red Patches is getting grumpy."
Brittany beamed at Santana as they finally pulled up to their new suburban home.
The house was large to say the least. Housing was far less expensive in Ohio the it was in the big city meaning Santana's lawyer paycheck went twice as far. The two-story home had a front yard was over sized and grassy, complete with three car garage and gated swimming pool in the back yard. Out front the movers sat waiting for them to open up the house.
"Whoa, this place is tight!" Remi said unclasping his seat-belt before reaching over to unbuckle Max as well.
The Pierce family climbed out of the car, relieved to be able to stretch finally. It was four in the afternoon and the sun was still high. Santana opened the door for their very first look inside, while Brittany grabbed the ice chest full of food from the trunk of the car.
"Remi can you help your mom. Thanks baby." Santana said ushering Max and Hope through the door. The grumpy young blonde wore the first small smile Santana had seen in six months as she gazed around the over sized house. "I've already picked who's in what room, so there's no fighting."
Santana motioned for them both to follow while Remi and Brittany carried the ice chest into the kitchen.
"Mom, can I go look too?" Remi asked impatiently not wanting to be stuck with the task of loading the fridge. Brittany nodded, taking out what she needed for sandwiches. The built boy darted up the stairs two at a time to join his siblings.
After a quick tour , room assignments, and lunch, Brittany rounded everyone up for their trip to the park.
It took only five minutes for them to walk down the street and around the corner to the community park where plenty of families were hanging out. An ice cream truck sat off to the side selling to a line of people. Hopelyn waisted no time marching off to sulk on the swings, while Remi took Max by the hand to an open patch of grass and tried to teach him how to catch.
"I'll go get us some ice cream. I think we deserve it. Love you." Santana said giving Brittany a peck on the cheek.
"Love you too." Brittany walked over to a near by bench and had a seat watching her kids play in the park. There was something about being back home in Lima that felt right and comfortable. Although her kids seemed to be dead set against the idea, she could tell it would grow on them. The tall blonde couldn't help, but sigh in contentment at the scene unfolding before her.
"Is that one yours?" asked a woman wearing far too much pink and a Rachel hair cut. Brittany glanced to where she was pointing.
"You mean the pouty teen who looks a little like a young Avril Levigne, bad eyeliner and all? Yea, she's mine. That's Hopelyn. " Brittany said offering the woman a place to sit next to her.
"Well she seems like a very pretty girl. I'm Mary Davis, you must be the new family that just moved in down the road from us." Mary held out her hand for Brittany to shake. "That's my daughter Jessica over there."
The woman pointed to a tall girl who had to be about Remi's age playing ring-a-round-the-rosie with a group of kids a little younger than Max.
"She's beautiful. Yup, that's me, Brittany Pierce. You already spotted my daughter on the swings. My two boys are over there trying to play catch." She pointed over to Max who waved at her only to miss the ball that Remi had tossed.
Mary looked confused, but Brittany wasn't surprised. Both Max and Remi had come from Santana, so their skin was almost as tan as her's. They had also inherited her striking good looks and deep dark eyes. Remi stood a few inches taller than Brittany with broad shoulders and biceps to spare. His hair laid flat down his neck with the sides shaved short. Max on the other hand was small and scrawny with messy black hair that never seemed to sit nicely on his head. Without knowing the truth, it was hard to tell they were related to Brittany at all.
"Adoption?" Mary asked jumping to the first logical conclusion she could find. Brittany plight laughed and shook her head.
"No, they're all mine." Brittany said secretively. She wasn't keen on having such a personal talk with someone she had just met.
" Ah, I would have never guessed. They're very handsome though. Say, you and your husband should come to Group tonight and meet everyone." Mary said in an overly cheery voice that Brittany found disturbingly pleasant.
"What's Group? It's not like a secrete housewife cult is it? I've seen The Stepford Wives and I don't think I'm ready for that." Brittany joked a little more sarcastically then necessary. She already got a bad feeling and it was already growing worse.
"Oh no, sweetie nothing like that. It's bible study and our home owners association meeting all rolled into one. We meet ever Sunday night at seven for cocktails and snacks, our local pastor comes to do bible study with us, and then we talk about things like night patrol schedules. Don't worry we make plenty of time for fun." Mary said with a playful wink. Somehow Brittany didn't think they shared the same ideas of what 'fun' meant.
"That sounds great. My wife was raised catholic though, so I'll have to talk to her about it first, but we might swing by for a bit." Brittany smiled again waiting to see if the pious woman's head would explode.
Mary paused for a second and then gave a small giggle.
"I'm sorry. This is going to sound so silly. I thought for a second you said your 'wife' "
" You heard correctly. She's over there waiting in line to buy ice cream." Brittany pointed to Santana who was waiting not so patiently in line. She could practically hear the woman uttering Spanish death threats under her breath, which made Brittany grin with love. "We just moved back here from New York to be closer to her parents."
Brittany's cool blue eyes traveled back to Mary's light green, sure enough there was an internal struggle beginning to form.
"...I wasn't aware that Ohio allowed same-sex marriage..." the words seemed to struggle passed her lips.
"They don't, but we were married in New York and Ohio recognizes out-of-state marriages, so it wasn't a huge problem for us. I'm just happy none of that non-sense effected our kids. I think it's so important for them to grow up in an environment that embraces equality." Brittany said innocently, trying to pretend she didn't notice the way Mary's lips were pursed tightly.
"Hey baby" Santana interrupted handing an ice cream cone to her wife, the large rock on her finger reflected off the sunglasses she wore and shot right into Mary Davis's eye.
"Mary, this is my wife Santana Pierce. Santana, this is Mary Davis. She invited us to the home owners meeting tonight to get to know everyone." Brittany said putting her arm around Santana's waste as she took a seat.
"Nice to meet you." Santana extended her hand only to receive a short half shake.
"Nice to meet you to Mrs. Pierce. I'm sorry I have to run, Jessica has piano lessons to get to." The nosy woman stood and marched off calling for her daughter to follow.
"What was that all about?" Santana asked taking a lick of her ice cream.
"She wanted me to join her cult of undead housewives, up until she figured out I'm a lady lover." Brittany smiled and leaned over to steal a peck from Santana's ice cream filled lips. "Mmm, you taste like strawberries."
"I think you as my housewife, sounds kinda hot. We should roleplay that sometime." Santana teased giving Brittany a quick kiss back.
"Well we do have a huge house that needs to be broken in..." Brittany said playfully licking her own ice cream while giving her eyes that she knew would drive her crazy.
"Mrs. Pierce are you coming on to me, because if so I approve. Nice thing about living in Lima again...my parents live up the road. They'd die to babysit their grand-babies, which means I can spend more time adoring you the way I vowed" Santana purred into Brittany's ear.
"Well lets at least wait until we get home to start the foreplay or else we might start a full-scale riot and I'd like to have a good first day. Something also tells me we were uninvited to the home owners meeting." Brittany said putting her arm around Santana's shoulders and drew her in close to rest against her.
"So what." Santana shrugged. " We over came Lima's bullshit when we were kids and we're going to do it again." Santana hummed proudly as she watched her children play.
Later that night, when the moving boxes were emptied and everyone's things had been sorted, Santana laid in Max's bed singing him a song until his eyes began to lull asleep. When her youngest had finally drifted off to sleep she carefully set him down and pulled the covers over him with a small kiss good night. She had made a lot of bad choices and done a lot of horrible things, but when she watched her children sleep she felt assured that they were the single best thing she had ever done, besides marring Brittany of course.
Double checking the closet was closed and his night-light was on Santana slipped out of his room and shut the door. She took a moment to peak into both Hopelyn and Remi's room to find them sound asleep. With a yawn Santana walked back across the hall to her new giant master bedroom, with fire-place included and pushed the door open.
"Are all the kids asleep?" Brittany asked from their walk in closet as Santana dug through her clothes for pjs.
"Mhmm." Santana yawned again, tugging off her top and kicking her pants to the floor.
"Perfect." Brittany said in a low voice as she closed the door. Santana didn't look up until she heard the lock click.
"Britt?" She asked through a grin that was forming as Brittany walked toward her in sweat pants and a loose sports bra. Her abs were on display just the way Santana liked.
"Didn't I tell you earlier I wanted to have a good first day in our new house." Brittany smirked wrapping her arms around Santana's neck kissing her playfully. Santana kissed back more hungry and awake then before. Her fingers trailed down Brittany's sides and abs only to cup between Brittany's legs over her shorts.
"Oh baby..." Santana whimpered when her finger grabbed the thick plastic shaft of Brittany's strap-on cock. She licked her pulling Brittany's hips closer so she could feel the hard-on against her thighs. "You're so bad Britt."
Brittany's grin grew as she expertly stripped Santana out of her panties and bra. She kissed her way down the smaller woman's necks as Santana pulled her sweats to the floor. Kicking them aside Brittany stepped closer pushing Santana up against the dark wooden foot of the bed.
"I'm going to fuck you right here against the bed, love," Brittany husked in Santana's ear lifting up her tan right leg and wrapping it around her waist for better access. The fingers of her left hand began stroking through the her wife's wet fold, priming her for what was to come. Brittany licked and bit along Santana's collar-bone, stopping for a few moments to suck at her hard nipples.
"God Brittany, I need you so bad." Santana leaned her head back and let Brittany work her magic. She took special care to kiss a few of the left over stretch marks that marred Santana's sides, knowing how sensitive the latina was about them at times. However, to Brittany they were some of the sexiest parts of the woman. They were left over reminders of how Santana had mothered two of their children.
"You ready for me, San" Brittany grinned wickedly biting at Santana's lower lip practically making her beg.
"Fuck...yes baby. I need you." Santana moaned as Brittany slid the thick dildo into her. Brittany kept her first few thrusts slow letting Santana get comfortable, before finding a nice riding pace that worked for both of them.
"You're so sexy. God I love you."Brittany groaned watching Santana's expression while she tried to grind herself against the toy. She leaned in placing kisses along her sternum.
Thump. Thump.
Brittany paused her thrusting for a moment.
"Did you hear that, San?" She asked looking around their bedroom.
"No...ugh Brittany, please." She whined putting her hand on Brittany's shoulder for her to to continue. Brittany started moving again, only to stop when she heard the sound again.
Thump. Thump.
"Mommy?"
"San-"
"Fuck baby, ignore him... He'll go back to sleep." Santana growled with Brittany's strap-on still buried between her legs. She gave a sharp buck causing Brittany to whimper from the clit insert.
Thump. Thump.
"Mommy!" Max sniveled outside their bedroom door.
"San, he's crying. I can't just leave him out there."
"I'm going cry if you leave me here." Santana warned.
"I know, but I'm his mom, San. He needs me." Brittany pouted.
"Brittany, don't you dare! I'm his mom too and I say he can wait ten minutes." Santana gritted her teeth as Brittany shot her an apologetic look before pulling out.
"I'll make it up to you, I swear." She whispered pecking Santana on the lips.
"You've got to be kidding me. Brittany! Get back here." Santana hissed as the blonde pulled off the strap-on and tossed it in the closet.
"Coming baby, one second." Brittany called to the little boy who sat crying outside their door. Once her panties were on Santana knew there was no winning. Bitterly she snatched up a towel from a folded pile as her wife opened their door and picked a crying Max up off the floor.
"Baby, what's the matter? Why are you crying?" Brittany cooed cradling him in her arms carefully.
"I'm—I'm—I'm scared. It's new and weird I don't –don't like it in there" Max cried hot tears.
"Shhh it's okay baby boy, you can come sleep mommy, okay? San where are you going?" Brittany asked looking up at her pained wife.
"I'm going to go finish what you started in the shower—a very cold shower." Santana grumbled and shut the door to their bathroom.
Fifteen minutes later Santana emerged to find not only Max, but Remi also curled up next to Brittany in their king sized bed. As frustrated as she was, she couldn't help taking a quick picture before throwing on some pjs. Just as she was getting comfortable there was a knock on her door.
"Mami, can I sleep in here with you guys?" Hope whispered loudly. Santana gave a soft sigh.
"Of course, baby. Come here." She said opening up her blankets for her daughter to climb in next to her. Quietly Hopelyn put her arm around Santana's waist and rested her head on her mother's chest, like she use to when she was a little girl. Although it wasn't how she had hoped the night would end, she couldn't help feeling content with the way things had turned out. She kissed both Remi and Hopelyn's head before drifting of to a peaceful sleep.
A/N- So as you've m probably guessed this fic it rated M for smutty reasons, but also because of angst. I've labeled this hurt/comfort because it fits the work the best, but if you've read my other work you know I love some angst. I just want to give you all a heads up. This story will contain a lot of Homophobia and ignorant remarks from the people of Lima. The Pierce family will face a good deal of discrimination and everyone will also have their own struggles to handle. Some of it could be triggering to people so if you'd like more info on that please feel free to message me on tumblr. That being said there wont be any 'hard triggers' like self harm or abuse.
This will probably be the only happy/fluffy chapter. There will be fluffy moments, but not whole chapters at least until the end. If you have any questions please feel free to message me. Other then that I hope you enjoy this Fic.