A/N:
Glad you enjoyed the last chapter. This one is pretty domestic but... Guess what? Back to sexy times. Yay! Brittany's Mini-Brittany is healed.
Hope you like :)
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Chapter Twenty
One Month Later - House Hunting
"Ooh, baby, look at how pretty this bath tub is." Santana said as herself and Brittany stood in the bathroom of a house they were looking at in Montauk. Brittany smiled as her wife looked at her while stroking the sides of the tub.
"It's nice, love. But, let's not get too carried away with this house. We still have almost four more houses to look at." she said, making her way out of the bathroom with Santana following.
"Well, Baby Raspberry likes this one." Santana said, pouting at her wife as she ran her finger over the spotless windowpane. Brittany chuckled and shook her head, approaching her wife and placing her hands on the tiny baby bump.
"Well, Baby Raspberry doesn't get to decide." she said, "Look, I like this house but, we may see one we like better. Don't make your mind up yet just because the bath tub's shiny, okay?" Santana sighed, earning a smile from Brittany.
"Okay..." Santana said, "But if another house is better than this one, you're painting the bath tub gold."
"Sure thing, baby." Brittany said with a chuckle. Herself and Santana made their way out of the master bedroom and toward the backyard.
"Jesus, it's huge!" Santana said. Brittany looked down at her crotch before smiling.
"Thanks." she said with a cheeky grin. Santana rolled her eyes.
"That's huge too but I was talking about the yard." Santana said, "But don't worry, baby, I'll be sure to get up on that later."
"San, don't get me hard. If I get a boner here, everyone at this open house is gonna think I'm a creep." Brittany said under her breath. Santana smiled and pecked her cheek.
"Okay, I promise I won't get you hard. I'll save that for when we're in the car," Santana said, whispering in Brittany's ear, "Big Poppa."
"Santana, I'm warning you. Calling me Big Poppa causes the little general to stand at attention. Stop." Brittany said in a mumble. Santana chuckled and nodded.
"Okay. I promise." Santana said, taking Brittany's hand in her own while walking toward the pool, "This pool's really nice. But, I don't know, the shape's kinda boring."
"San, this is how most pool's are shaped." Brittany said.
"Well, I want a pool that's got a fun shape." Santana said, "I don't like this house anymore. Let's leave."
And with that, Santana let go of Brittany's hand and walked out of the backyard and out of the house toward the car with her wife following, dumbfounded. Santana got into the passenger seat of the car and Brittany, confused frown in place, got into the drivers side.
"Uh... Are you okay?" Brittany asked, watching as her wife huffed, folded her arms and looked out the window, "It's just a pool. Besides, we don't have to get that house. Like I said before, we still have four more houses to look at."
"It's just annoying. Baby Raspberry's gonna be here in 8 months and we still haven't found a house." Santana said.
"San, it's okay. We have 8 months. This is the very first house we've seen. We'll find one. I promise." Brittany said.
"Okay..." Santana sighed, "Which house are we seeing now?"
"That house on Greenwich St." Brittany said, starting the car and carefully pulling off the curb, "The picture looked really nice too. It's got three bedrooms and two bathrooms."
"Pool?"
"Yep." Brittany said, "Don't worry, baby. I think you may like this one."
"Okay." Santana said, resting her head against the headrest while placing her hand on Brittany's thigh.
"And, after this one, there's that one on Fremont Place. Which has three bedrooms, three bathrooms and a pool. Both have two-car garages as well." Brittany said, not noticing Santana's hands inching it's way up her thigh.
"Awesome..." Santana whispered, gently running her fingers over Brittany's crotch. Brittany jumped slightly before looking down and noticing her wife's fingers unzipping her jeans after undoing the button.
"Oh, god." Brittany said, her voice shaking as her wife's hand began rubbing her member over her briefs, "S-San, I'm driving."
"I know. You're an amazing driver, Big Poppa." Santana said seductively.
"San, p-please. Don't-Don't do this to me." Brittany begged as her member hardened, "Santana, please. If you make me cum while I'm driving, we might get into an accident and I don't want that to happen." Santana's hand slowed and just rested on Brittany's brief clad member.
"Pull over." she ordered.
"Santana, it's still light outside. If we have sex, people are gonna notice." Brittany said.
"Brittany, I'm one month pregnant and I'm horny." Santana said, squeezing down on Brittany's member, "Pull over. Now." Brittany's eyes widened and she nodded, immediately pulling over into an empty parking lot. Santana's safety belt was off in seconds and she was straddling Brittany, lips attached to a pale neck.
"Oh, baby." Brittany moaned softly. Santana began to grind down against Brittany's crotch, licking a long line up Brittany's neck. Brittany raised the bottom of Santana's sundress and carefully took off her thong, "I'm so hard for you baby."
"Can you feel how wet I am?" Santana whispered, moving Brittany's briefs halfway down her ass, just enough to let her member spring free and slap against Brittany's shirt covered stomach. Brittany's eyes rolled back as she let her fingers run through Santana's wet folds.
"Jesus fuck." Brittany breathed out as Santana lifted her T-shirt over her head and threw it onto the passenger seat. Brittany was now only wearing her briefs that were halfway off as her jeans pooled around her ankles. Santana's hand wrapped itself around her member, her palm grazing her swollen head and rubbing the pre-cum all over it and down her shaft, "Ah... Yeah."
"Feel good, baby?" Santana asked softly before licking the blonde's earlobe.
"I wanna be inside you." Brittany moaned. Santana smiled and squeezed the head of Brittany's cock before lining it up with her entrance and slowly sliding down, letting the blonde's member fill her up. Her jaw dropped and she let out a heavy breath before placing Brittany's hands on her hips. Slowly, Santana's hips began making figure eights.
"Fuck, you feel good." Santana said, "It feels like you've gotten bigger." Brittany smiled and leaned in, pecking Santana's chin before joining their lips.
Ever since Brittany's cock had healed, the two of them had been fucking anywhere and everywhere. It was almost as though they were trying to make a twin. It's a good thing Brittany's little general healed too, seeing as though Santana's been craving sex lately.
"Oh, god... You're cock feels so good inside me." Santana moaned as she bounced up and down on Brittany's dick, occasionally pushing her hips forward and then lifting up again, "God... fuck, you're so fucking big."
"Yeah... Fuck, you're so wet." Brittany said, eyes fixated on her wife's hips moving at a rapid pace, "God, I can feel your juices on my balls." Santana bit her lip and Brittany lifted her sundress over her head. Brittany put Santana's sundress on the passenger seat and looked down at their hips, staring open-mouthed at Santana's glistening pussy. Her thumb began rubbing the latina's throbbing clit, earning a loud moan and a long string of curses to fall from her wife's lips, "Yeah? You like that, baby? Huh? You like it when my big, fat cock is deep inside you while I rub your clit?"
"Uh! Uh-huh.. Oh, god, yeah." Santana moaned, her hips moving even faster as she reached climax, "Oh! Brittany!"
"That's it, baby. Cum all over my dick." Brittany said, head buried in her wife's neck. Santana shook as her walls clenched down on Brittany's cock, causing hot, white cum to spurt out of Brittany, deep inside Santana. A sheen of sweat was glistening on Brittany's forehead and Santana had a single bead of sweat dripping down her neck.
"Christ, that was hot." Santana said, resting her head against Brittany's shoulder.
"You okay? Did I hurt you?" Brittany asked, pressing a gentle kiss to the crook of Santana's neck.
"No, baby, it felt so good." Santana said. Brittany smiled, feeling her cock soften inside of her wife.
"Was I too deep?" she asked. Santana shook her head and gently kissed Brittany's shoulder.
"Not at all."
"Good. Come on, we're gonna be late to see this house. Kurt's probably there already." Brittany said softly, running her fingertips down Santana's spine.
"Okay." Santana said, moving her hips up and sighing as she felt Brittany's now soft member slip out of her with a wet pop, "Thank you for that. I needed it."
"No problem, sweet thang." Brittany said, "I love you."
"Love you too," Santana said, "Big Poppa."
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"Okay, ladies!" Kurt sang as they walked through the house on Greenwich street, "This is the master bedroom. As you can see, very spacious. You've got sliding doors here and the view's wonderful."
"Yeah, it is pretty nice." Santana said, head tilted to the side.
"But...?" Brittany asked.
"But, I'm just not feeling very homey here. It makes me feel weird." Santana finished. Brittany nodded.
"Actually, me too." she agreed, "Maybe the house on Fremont Place is gonna be better. I hope."
"Me too. Sorry, Kurt, this just isn't the one." Santana said.
"Oh, thank the lord. I hate this place. It gives me the heeby-jeebies." Kurt said, making his way out of the master bedroom as fast as possible. Santana smiled and followed along with Brittany, "So, why are you two jumping into this house buying so fast? I mean, you only just got married and your house right now is lovely."
"Well, uh, actually, that's something that we still have to.. Announce. To everyone." Santana said, "Which is why we're having that dinner tomorrow night at our house."
"Oh. My. God." Kurt said, "I knew it! I just knew it! You're pregnant, aren't you?!" Santana sighed and looked at her wife with a smile.
"Yes, I am. But, you can't say anything until after we've told everyone, okay? Rachel's the only other person who knows. But, we didn't tell her, she figured it out." Santana said. Kurt squealed, causing Santana and Brittany to chuckle.
"This is so incredibly exciting. Don't worry, you have my word. My lips are sealed until tomorrow night." he said, "But, you do realize that once you choose a house, I'm going to be here almost everyday to help with the baby's room, right?"
"Of course we realize that. We were going to ask you to anyways." Brittany said, throwing her arm over her wife's shoulders as they all walked out of the house and toward their cars. Kurt smiled and clapped his hands before unlocking his car.
"Amazing. Now, you ladies can just follow me to the next house." Kurt said, "And, just to let you know, I'm really fond of this next one."
"Thank god. This house makes me sad." Santana said, rubbing her baby bump.
"Alrighty-roo. Let's go take a look at this next house and then, lunch?" Kurt suggested. Brittany nodded and smiled.
"Absolutely. I'm starving." she said, unlocking the car and opening the passenger door for her wife. Kurt smiled and nodded, opening the drivers door to his car and climbing in. Brittany closed the passenger door after Santana and ran around the back, climbing into the drivers side and starting up the car after Kurt started up his.
Brittany followed Kurt to another house. Santana was chattering on and on about the previous house and how it made her feel depressed, the entire way to the next house. Once they'd parked in the driveway, Santana stopped talking and looked outside her window at the front yard.
"Hey, this is nice." she said, taking off her safety belt and looking at her wife who was looking at the front of the house with a smile. Brittany unconsciously took off her safety belt and climbed out the car, walking around the front of it and opening Santana's door, tearing her eyes off the house to help Santana out of the car.
"I like the look of this place." Brittany said, shutting Santana's door and locking the car.
"Agreed." Santana said. Kurt was getting out of his car when Santana and Brittany walked over to the front door, waiting for him to unlock it.
"Lucky number three, ladies. This house really is gorgeous." Kurt said, running up the front steps and unlocking the door, letting Brittany and Santana walk in first, "So, this is the foyer type room and, coming off of it to the left is the dining room."
"Wow, god, it's smells so new." Santana said, walking into the dining room and smiling, "This is such a perfect space. Our dining room table would fit perfectly in here."
"Yeah." Brittany said, looking around the empty dining room.
"I love that the floor is wood in here. It really gives the room that dining feel, you know?" Santana said.
"Absolutely. I said the same thing. Now, through that door there is the kitchen. And, you'll notice that the kitchen floor is tiled. The kitchen is also very spacious. The counters, I think, are stunning." Kurt said, following Santana and Brittany into the kitchen. Santana smiled and ran her fingers over the counters.
"Oh, man. I can just see myself standing in here making snacks for our kids and dinner at night. Breakfast in the morning. And, they'll trudge into the dining room with messy hair and sleep in their eyes and they'll say, 'Morning, mommy. Morning, mama.' Before sitting down and pouring themselves some juice." Santana said, closing her eyes and visualizing their future while Brittany leaned against the doorframe, looking on with a smile, "Can't you see it, Britt?"
"I can see it." Brittany answered with a content smile on her lips.
"Okay, well, I like the kitchen." Santana said, opening her eyes, "What's next?"
"Well, through that door is the hallway which leads down to a study and one of the bathrooms." Kurt said, watching as Santana walked out of the kitchen and toward the bathroom and then the study.
So far, everything was great. Santana loved everything downstairs and Brittany couldn't wipe the smile off of her face.
"Now, upstairs." Kurt said, "The three bedrooms are upstairs and the other two bathrooms. Also, something I forgot to mention, there is a loft above the garage which, if you'd like, you could turn into a kids playroom or something along those lines."
The three of them walked up the stairs and Kurt lead the two of them to the first bedroom.
"This is just a normal bedroom. Windows. Nice closet space and this bedroom has a bathroom attached." Kurt said while Santana and Brittany peaked inside the room. Santana smiled and so did Brittany, "Now, right next to it is the second bedroom, which could be your expected baby's room."
Santana walked right in and Brittany followed. The both of them immediately lit up.
"Perfect." the Latina whispered, "We could put the crib over there against the wall. The changing table over here next to the door. We can put toys and play things over there by the window so Baby Raspberry has a view when it's playing. My god, look at that view. It's beautiful."
"Wow." was all Brittany was able to say. She inhaled deeply and looked at Kurt who was standing at the door smiling at the couple, "It's stunning in here. Kurt, you're a genius."
"I know. But, you two still haven't seen the master bedroom. This way." he instructed, walking toward the door right at the end of the hallway, opening it up and walking in with the two newly weds following.
"Holy shit, this is incredible." Brittany said as they walked in.
The master bedroom was huge. There was space for at least two couches and a TV. They could get a king size bed and a dresser. Also, a huge amount of closet space for the both of them.
"The third bathroom is attached to this room. Through that door." Kurt said, pointing at a cupboard door. Santana frowned and walked toward the door, pulling it open and smiling as she walked into the luxurious bathroom.
"Damn." she said in utter amazement, "It has my bath!" she exclaimed excitedly while Brittany chuckled, "Oh, baby, it's perfect."
"Kurt, I think lucky number three really is lucky." Brittany said, "How much is it again?"
"699." Kurt answered.
"Thousand?" Brittany asked.
"Yep." Kurt clarified. Brittany looked at Santana who was climbing into the bath tub excitedly and then looked back at Kurt.
"Well then, we'll take it." she said, "What do we need to sign?"
"The paperwork's in my car. Should we go to lunch and sort it all out there?" Kurt asked. Brittany nodded and looked back at Santana.
"Come on, cutie. We're gonna go to lunch and sign the papers there." Brittany said, causing Santana's head to snap up and a smile to form on her lips.
"We're gonna buy it?!" she asked excitedly. Brittany chuckled and nodded, "I'm getting my bath!"
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The Next Night - Dinner
"San, baby, could you get the door?" Brittany yelled from the kitchen as she made dinner. Their first guest had arrived and she was hectically trying to get dinner ready.
"Yeah! I'm on it." Santana called back, running to the door and opening it up, smiling when she saw her in-laws, "Hey! How are you?"
"We're good, sweetheart. How are you?" Jennifer said with a smile, leaning in and pecking her daughter in-law's cheek.
"I'm great, thanks. Come in. Come in." Santana said, stepping out of the way, letting her in-laws walk in, "Britt's in the kitchen."
Jennifer and Skip smiled and made their way to the kitchen to see their daughter.
"Bug!" Skip said as they walked in. Brittany craned her neck from where she was and smiled.
"Hey, mom. Hey, dad." she said, putting down the knife she was using to chop vegetables and wiping her hands on a dish cloth, going to hug her parents, "How are you?"
"We're good, sweetheart." Jennifer said.
"Can I get you anything to drink?" Santana asked, standing behind Brittany and placing her hand on the blonde's apron covered stomach.
"Oh, yes please. Do you have wine?" Jennifer asked.
"Yes, we do. Red or white?" Santana asked.
"Red would be lovely, thank you, sweetie." Jennifer said.
"Skip, anything to drink?" Santana asked.
"Please, call me dad." Skip said, causing Santana to blush and duck his head, "And, coffee would be great, thank you."
"Absolutely. I'll get right on that." Santana said, smiling as Brittany pecked her cheek, "Um.. Skip- I mean, dad, do you take sugar?"
"Yes, I do. Two sugars and milk." he answered with a smile. Brittany chuckled at how adorable her wife was.
"Okay." Santana said, busying herself with Skip's coffee and Jennifer's wine while Brittany conversed with her parents.
"So, how was your day, Bug?" Skip asked.
"Uh, good. Good, it was good. I painted a little today. Started packing our study." Brittany answered, beginning to chop the vegetables again.
"Pack? Why are you packing?" Jennifer asked as Santana handed her a glass of red wine, "Thanks, angel face."
"No problem." Santana mumbled before making her way to the kettle to finish Skip's coffee.
"We're actually going to be moving. To Montauk. In a month." Brittany answered, "Which is partly why we invited you and Santana's parents over tonight. Along with a few of our good friends."
"Wow, you're moving? So fast. You only just got married." Skip said while Santana handed him coffee, "Thank you, Penelope."
"Uh... Dad, why'd you just call her Penelope?" Brittany asked.
"Well, she's Latina, correct?" he asked. Brittany nodded, "So is Penelope Cruz." Brittany chuckled along with Santana.
"Nice one." Santana said, high-fiving her father in-law.
"So, as I was saying. Yes, we are moving but, we have our reasons." Brittany said, "Which is why we invited you here tonight."
"So, are you going to tell us now, or...?" Skip asked. Brittany chuckled and rolled her eyes.
"We're going to tell you at dinner when everyone's here." Brittany said.
"Oh, god. Did one of you get a job that involves guns and nonsense?" Jennifer asked.
"Jeez, mom." Brittany said. Another knock at the door was heard and Santana ran to get it.
"Mami, Papi. Hola." Santana said as she saw her parents and two brothers at the door, "Ethan, Dani. How are you? Being good, I hope."
"Yeah." Dani said, "But, not Ethan. He's grounded for getting a attention."
"Detention." Ethan corrected, "Hola, Santana."
The Lopez's walked in and kissed their daughter.
"Britt and her parents are in the kitchen." Santana said, "But, I think we should all sit at the table. Dinner's almost ready anyway and Rachel, Quinn, Kurt, Blaine, Puck, Mike, Artie and Tina are on their way."
"Sanny, how comes that there's so many people coming here?" Daniel asked.
"Because we have some very amazing news."
"Did you get a donkey?!"
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Everyone was sitting at the table laughing and talking while Brittany finished dinner in the kitchen. The Lopez's and The Pierce's were getting along like a boat on water which made Santana beam. Usually people found it hard to get along with her parents. Especially her dad. Puck was talking to Ethan while all the girls cooed over Daniel. Santana decided everything was perfect and made her way into the kitchen to see her wife.
"Hey, baby." Brittany said with a smile as she turned off the stove and poured the food onto giant plates for the middle of the table, "How's everything going?"
"Good. Good, everyone seems to be getting along." Santana said, "Are you nervous to tell them?"
"Hectically nervous." Brittany answered, "But, I made my famous stir-fry with pork and crackling, so, I'm hoping it'll ease the nerves." Santana's eyes lit up and she jumped a little on the spot.
"This is my favorite thing you make." Santana said excitedly, grabbing at a piece of crackling. Brittany smiled and let her have it, seeing as though she was pregnant.
"So, is everybody okay with drinks?" Brittany asked. Santana nodded and ate her crackling with a content look on her face.
"Yep. But they're all hungry." Santana said, "Especially Dani. He keeps asking if our news is that we got a donkey. We're gonna have to disappoint him."
"Well, we're giving him a niece or nephew. I'm sure he'll get over it." Brittany said, leaning in and gently capturing her wife's lips with her own. Her hand cupped the back of Santana's head and she held her wife close. A voice interrupted them and they pulled away.
"Hey, San, everyone wants to know when- oh.. Sorry." Said Quinn.
"That's okay." Santana said, "Come help us carry the food to the table." Quinn nodded and made her way to the counter, picking up the bowl of stir-fry and carrying it out of the kitchen while Santana picked up the plate of crackling and Brittany, the pork. They put the food on the table and Brittany quickly put plates and knives and forks down in front of everyone.
Once everyone was sitting and eating, Skip spoke up.
"So, Bug and Penelope, what is this news you have for all of us?" he asked, winking at his daughter and daughter in-law who were sitting at the end of the table across from eachother while Daniel sat at the head.
"Well, as most of you know already, Santana and I have decided to move to Montauk." Brittany announced and some of their guests shared looks with each other and shared their opinions, "And, yesterday, thanks to Kurt, we found the perfect house and we signed the papers and made it official."
"Wow, that's amazing." Quinn said with a smile, "Is that it?"
"Well, no..." Brittany said, looking at Santana and taking the latina's hand, "Do you wanna tell them or should I?"
"You tell them." Santana said.
"Okay, well... The main reason we decided to move is because," Brittany started, looking at all the expectant faces staring back at her. She squeezed her wife's hand and smiled, "Santana's pregnant."
Silence. No one said anything. Rachel and Kurt looked as though they were gonna burst while the rest looked around at each other with gobsmacked expressions. And, just when Brittany felt like they weren't gonna be happy, someone spoke up.
"Holy shit! Make some noise up in this bitch!" Ethan exclaimed, "My sister's having a baby!"
"Ethan!" Mr Lopez snapped. He sighed and sunk into his chair.
"Congratulations, San and Britt." he said with a sulk in place. Santana smiled at her wife and sighed.
"You guys... This is incredible." Quinn said.
"Agreed. I can't even wait to see how cute your baby's gonna be." Puck said. Everyone else agreed but Brittany's parents were silent.
"Mom, dad. What do you think?" Brittany asked, looking at her parents who looked shocked. It was all causing so much tension.
"Bug," her father started, "I don't know what to say... I bet it's a girl!"
Tension gone. Brittany smiled and looked at her mom who was crying.
"Jesus, mom, don't cry." Brittany said, smiling.
"I'm just so happy for you two." Jennifer said, wiping away her tears. Santana smiled as her father placed a kiss on her cheek.
"Thank you mom." Brittany said with a relieved sigh, "Okay, now I can eat. Nerves gone."
Everyone chuckled and went back to eating and conversing about the news while Brittany made eye contact with her wife across the table. Santana smiled and bit her lip, giving the blonde a wink. Brittany couldn't help the gigantic grin that overtook her face.
"I love you." she said softly so as only Santana could hear.
"I love you more." Santana said.
"I love you most."
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A/N:
Hope you enjoyed! Will update soon. Just to make things a little more exciting, below are 4 options for what you want to see in the next chapter. You can only choose one. Just put your choice in a review or whatever and the number that gets the most votes will be in the next chapter.
Next Chapter Options:
1: Packing and sex in the empty house.
2: Sex in the moving truck while unpacking furniture.
3: Shopping for paints and a paint fight while painting the baby's room, followed by sex.
4: Sonogram; sex in the bathroom of a restaurant; shopping for baby furniture.
Whichever one you want to see, just let me know and hopefully your choice will get the most votes.
Okeyday, until next time.