Previously:
Rachel's starts to speak, but Santana stops her, shaking her head no. She looks at both Rachel and Quinn, taking a deep breath and releasing. She grips each of their hands tighter. "It's fine. I'm fine. I'm not going to let anything ruin today."
"I can't believe he even-" Quinn starts to talk but stops when Santana grips stops her.
Santana nods her understanding. "I will admit, I am pretty surprised he showed up, but he's here now and there's nothing we can do about it-"
Rachel cuts her off this time pulling her hand away. "He wasn't invited, I will tell him to leave," she crosses her arms and stomps her foot.
Santana smiles and cups Rachel's cheek, brushing her thumb across it before moving her hand to her forearm and squeezing lightly and shaking her head no. She pulls her girlfriends closer to her. "I promise I'm not gonna let him being here get to me."
Rachel looks to Quinn and back to Santana and nods.
Quinn nods to, "I'm ok if you both are."
Not wanting anything to ruin today, Santana smiles and wraps an arm around each of her girlfriends pulling them into a three-way hug
"I don't mean to interrupt..."
"Blaine!" Rachel yells pulling out of the hug to enter another with her friend she hasn't seen in 3 months.
"Hey Rach," he manages through a laugh wrapping his arms around Rachel.
"Something tells me this is who you were speaking with on the phone earlier," Quinn gives Tina a knowing look complete with an eyebrow lift when she finishes her own embrace with Blaine.
"Alright you caught me. But he made me promise not to tell anyone," Tina points her finger at Blaine.
"We wanted it to be a surprise but from what I hear there's an even bigger one," he shrugs and places his hands on Rachel's stomach.
"Yep, you should know by now you can't out do me," Santana pats Blaine's shoulder.
"Come on you guys were going to play football!" Oliver yells waving his arm for the group to follow.
Everyone moves to the front yard for the game of two hand touch football being that it is flat and does not have a pool you have to worry about.
"So how far along are you?" Kurt asks Rachel as they take a seat on the steps of the front porch.
"Well that's a bit of a tricky answer," she starts before being cut off by Santana.
"Just what do you think you ladies are doing? We've got a football game to play," she reaches down to take both of Rachel's hands pulling her up.
"I was the kicker Santana, and last I checked Tina doesn't have any uprights in her front yard. And Rachel's pregnant in case you forgot."
Santana roll her eyes. "First I'm very much aware that my girlfriend is pregnant, thank you. That's why she's our secret weapon. No one will dare to touch her. Second it's two hand touch, even you could manage that." She guides Rachel over to the group and stops next to Quinn expecting Kurt to follow.
"So what are the teams?" Brittany asks.
"Boys vs. girls!" Oliver yells out.
"No way little man. You know that's not even close to being fair. All the guys were on the football team," Quinn shoots his suggestion down.
"Not all of them," Blaine corrects.
"Close enough," Santana defends her blonde girlfriend. "Captains choose, I nominate Mike and Tina seeing as how we are at their house."
"I'm on daddies team!" Olivia screams grabbing hold of Mike's leg.
Everyone laughs. "I see how it is," Tina teases. "Oliver get over here," she puts her hands on her sons shoulders and turns to her husband, "your turn."
Mike smiles and turns back to the group of friends, "Brittany"
"Rachel," Tina chooses.
Rachel starts walking to Tina's side when Santana follows. "Package deal," she announces daring anyone to complain.
They continue picking team members until everyone has a team.
Tina's team consists of, Oliver, Rachel, Santana, Puck and Blaine.
And Mikes has Olivia, Brittany, Quinn, Sam, Finn and Kurt.
"But the teams aren't even..." Oliver points out counting all his aunts and uncles.
"It's ok O. Even with a man down were gonna kick their butts," she sends Quinn a wink. "Sorry babe."
It's a half hour into the game, Mikes team has the ball. Whoever scores next wins.
"Alright, Blue 32 Q," Mike announces before throwing the ball to Quinn.
Santana comes up behind her slapping the blonde on the ass with both hands causing Quinn to scream and fumble the ball as she spins around. "What the hell San?" she whines, rubbing her butt to ease the sting.
Santana pulls Quinn in to a hug kissing her on the cheek. "Sorry babe, I needed to make you fumble," she turns Quinn so that they are facing the opposite direction her chin resting on the blondes shoulder, her arms wrapped around her waist.
Rachel was in perfect position to be able to pick Quinn's fumble. "Go baby!" Santana cheers watching Rachel sprint towards their side of the yard. Both she and Quinn sending glares to anyone who even looks as if they are going to touch her as they make their way across the yard.
"Touchdown! We win!" Oliver yells, high fiving his teammates.
Santana picks Rachel up, her arms locked underneath the brunette's rear, Rachel's hands on her shoulders for support as she's spun around in celebration.
Olivia runs up to the pair, "NO TANA! Your gonna make Rachie dizzy again."
Santana gently puts Rachel down her hand settling on the pregnant girls hips. "You were dizzy earlier? Is everything ok?" she questions with worry.
"Is it the babies? Should we go to the ER?" Quinn questions brushing Rachel's hair off her shoulder.
Rachel shakes her head no to Quinn's question. "No I'm fine. Everything's fine. I was spinning Liv around in the pool earlier and of course I got dizzy. I would have worried if I hadn't."
"Look its Mr Schue!" Brittany points to the blue minivan that just pulled into the driveway.
"Brittany you know you don't have to call him that anymore," Rachel laughs taking a step back from her girlfriends, happy for the change of subject. She loves how attentive Quinn and Santana are, but sometimes it can be a little overbearing. Especially now outside in front of all their friends. Just because her pregnancy started off with her in the hospital doesn't mean she needs to go every time she feels a little off. She's growing two humans inside her; of course her body is going to throw new things her way from time to time.
"Are you sure? Maybe Quinn's right…" Santana starts only to be cut off by Rachel.
"Guys I'm fine I promise. It was nothing. If it happens again the-" this time Rachel was cut off by Quinn.
"We will be going to the hospital immediately," it comes off a little harsher than Quinn intended so she continues, "No reason to take any chances."
"Agreed," Rachel nods.
With that settled, they head over to rejoin the gang who had thoughtfully given them some privacy and moved further across the yard to greet their new guests.
It's 7:30 and dinner is just about ready. Mostly everyone is gathered around the outdoor dining area carrying on their own conversations waiting for the go ahead to start plating.
"Aunt Brittany will you sit with me and Matty?" Olivia asks interrupting hers and Santana's conversation.
Brittany turns and sees the little girl has brought out the big guns, the puppy dog eyes no one can say no to. "Sure sweetie, just a sec," she laughs softly.
"It's fine, we'll talk more later," Santana puts her hand on Brittany's elbow guiding her towards the youngest party goers. "Better not keep them waiting"
"Everybody, dig in," Tina announces as she and Shelby walk out the patio door carrying their children's plates of food.
Santana comes up behind Quinn and Rachel who are sitting at the other end of the table. "You, I don't even have to ask," she addresses Quinn kissing her on the cheek before turning to Rachel. "Would you like steak or chicken Estrella?"
Before Rachel can answer Finn interjects from across the table. "Seriously? Rachel is a vegetarian. How do you not know that? And you call yourself her girlfriend," he shakes his head in disgust.
The individual conversations go quiet and even the kids can sense the tension in the air. All eyes are on Santana expecting an outburst, but it's Rachel who speaks first.
Crossing her arms over her chest and looking pointedly at Finn. "First of all I was a vegan, not a vegetarian. Although I am semi impressed you managed to be in the same realm considering I distinctively remember the one and only time you cooked me a meal you failed to do so.
Secondly, not that it's any of your business, but seeing as how I'm pregnant, my doctor thought it best if I gave up my former dietary restrictions for the health and development of our children. Thirdly when my girlfriend asks me a question I am more than capable of answering on my behalf so kindly keep your comments to yourself, because frankly no one wants to hear them."
Everyone is stunned. Finn looks like somebody kicked his puppy. Surprisingly, he doesn't get up, kick a chair and leave. Probably because Puck is his ride. The individual conversations pick back up like nothing happened.
Rachel turns in her seat and looks to Santana. "Since I had a burger for lunch, I think I'll go with the chicken. Thank you baby," she leans up and captures Santana's lips in her own for a lingering kiss.
Santana pulls away breathless and slightly aroused after witnessing Rachel putting Finn in his place and that kiss who wouldn't be. "You're welcome mi amore," She leans down and kisses Quinn on the lips before going back inside to make their plates, but not before giving Finn a devilish smirk and wink to match.
After dinner is cleaned up, it was time for the fireworks. Everyone grabs a chair or blanket and heads down to the middle of the yard to have a better view of the fireworks over the lake.
Quinn and Rachel offered to help Santana bring out her sets, but Santana insisted she was fine so they are sitting together on a lounge chair watching the organized chaos unfold.
The kids are running around the yard with glow sticks and sparklers, while the big kids argue over the order and whose display will open. Having won the contest last year, one of Santana's sets will be the finale.
Quinn snaps off several more pictures, while Rachel struggles to stay awake after such a large meal and being in the sun most of the day which has drained her energy. She sees Santana lighting a new sparkler for Matthew. "I can't believe they insist on using a blow torch when a simple grill lighter would work," Rachel shakes her head and laughs closing her eyes leaning back into Quinn.
Quinn giggles at Rachel's comment; she too finds it to be just a little bit of overkill. She places her camera next to the chair and runs the back of her fingers up and down Rachel's arms. "You can't fall asleep baby, Santana would never let you, or me for that matter, hear the end of it."
"Mmm just 10 minutes. I'll wake up when the fireworks start going off," Rachel whines and moves to get more comfortable.
"Ten minutes," Quinn concedes being pretty tired herself and kisses the top of Rachel's head, before closing her eyes to take advantage of the short time they have.
"Ok so Mike will open, then Sam, then me, and so on. You guys will light the finale so I can be up there," Santana mentally checks of a list in her head as she speaks making several hand gestures to go along with her words.
Shelby walks up holding a margarita. "If you want them to make it to the finale, you should probably get a move on it," she gestures up the hill where Quinn and Rachel are laying, eyes closed and cuddled together.
Santana follows Shelby's line of site. "Shit, ok, uh yeah. Let's get this show on the road." They get to work organizing the different boards in order of the lineup they agreed on.
They have fifteen individual displays: 5 for each of them; varying in sizes, colors and types of fireworks. This will by far be the most extravagant show they have put on.
"Ok, we are just about ready to start. Everyone has their score cards right?" Santana address the crowd.
A collective of "yes" and "yeahs" is heard as they all hold up the booklets Santana had specially made for the holiday as proof.
"Ok, so as you all know the rotation is random with the exception of the finale done by yours truly," Santana pauses putting one hand on her hip and doing a little flip with the other for emphasis.
Leaning down to pick up her drink she continues, "At the end of the night the score sheets will be taken and tallied..." She turns to the boys, "don't forget an extra 5 points is added if your set earns the air horn from across the lake."
Mike and Sam nod their heads at the reminder.
It wouldn't be a glee club get together without a little healthy competition after all. Santana has won every year for the past three years. Even the year Sam and Mike teamed up, they couldn't beat her insane rotation and color schemes.
After Santana had finished her speech, Quinn sets about trying to wake Rachel up who actually managed to fall asleep in such a short time. Rubbing her hand up and down Rachel's arm, she whispers softly, "ten minutes is up baby girl, looks like the show's about to start." When her only response is a shift in Rachel's body, she decides to slowly push herself up forcing Rachel up with her.
"I was sleeping," Rachel whines.
Santana laughs as she walks towards her girlfriends having heard the brunette's aggravation. "Trust me Rach, you don't want to miss this year's fireworks," she kisses the top of Rachel's head that isn't nuzzled into Quinn's neck. She leaves a chaste kiss on the blondes lips, before sitting down on the chair next to Rachel.
Rachel shifts to stretch some. "I know. I'll wake up more once the show starts. Not sure I'll be able to last long once it's finished though.
"As soon as it's over, I'll take you to bed myself," Santana rubs Rachel's back.
Matthew runs up to the trio stopping in front of his sisters, frosting above his lip, a half eaten cookie in one hand and two in the other. "Thanks for making the cookies Rachie!"
Smiles spread across all three of the girls faces at the boys cuteness and obvious sugar high.
"You're very welcome sweetie, but does momma know that you have three of them?" Rachel asks knowing their mother's stance on junk food.
He nods his head yes. "I brought these for the babies!" He says while handing Rachel the two uneaten treats.
"Awe!" Quinn and Santana chorus.
Rachel takes the cookies from her little brother. "That is very sweet of you, thank you buddy," she ruffles his brown curls with her free hand.
He smiles a slight blush creeping over his cheeks. "I'm an uncle!" He exclaims pointing at himself with his thumb against his chest.
They giggle at his excitement. Ever since Rachel told her little brother about the babies, he's been so excited about getting to be an uncle. He won't let anybody forget it.
"That you are little dude," Santana pulls the five year old on to her lap.
"You ready for the fireworks bud?" Quinn asks.
Matthew takes another bite of his cookie and shakes his head yes excitedly.
Santana leans in and whispers in the little boys ear, "wanna help me set one of them off?"
"Yes!" He screams and starts jumping up and down in Santana's lap.
The trio jump at the high pitch sound.
Santana laughs shushing the boy while trying to get him to stop jumping. "Ok, ok, ok. Go make sure it's ok with mommy and daddy."
He jumps down and takes off in the direction of his parents.
Rachel and Quinn turn towards Santana with a questioning look.
"What was that about?" Quinn asks.
Santana shrugs, "I asked him if he wanted to set off one of the fireworks with me."
"What?!" Rachel screams nearly reaching the same octave her younger brother hit a moment ago.
Santana laughs and kisses Rachel on the cheek. "Relax babe. If it'll make you feel better we will use the grill lighter for that one," Quinn can't help but laugh. Santana winks at the blonde before getting up and walking back down towards the end of the yard realizing its one minute away from 8:45. The time they determined to be the optimal time to start shooting off the fireworks.
"Be careful!" Rachel calls out after the Latina. She hands one of the cookies to Quinn and takes a bite out of the other.
The loud and colorful show has already been going off for just under an hour. The air horn has been heard a dozen times (a new record). Quinn has been going back and forth between actually watching the show and seeing it through her camera lens. She made sure to get a couple pics of Matthew lighting one of the sets that earned the air horn approval.
"Great show so far babe," Quinn greats Santana with a smile as she walks towards them during the lull of allowing the neighbors to set off their fireworks.
There's an unspoken rule that if one house is going, the others have to wait their turn. Much like the courtesy rule in bowling, if the person in the lane next to you is up you wait until they finish. Plus it just means the show lasts longer, and there are more fireworks to enjoy.
"Thanks," Santana smiles and comes up and stands behind Quinn and Rachel placing a hand on each of their shoulders. "There's just the finale left."
Rachel brings her hand up to lace her fingers with Santana's, turning her head to look at the Latina. "How long did you make this one?"
Santana smirks. The finale gets longer and longer every year. She's gotten pretty good at being able to tell how long a display will last. "I think 20-25 minutes..."
"Wow!" Rachel's eyes widen.
"No kidding S that's like half the show," Quinn nods her head.
"The best half of the show," Santana says through her smirk causing Rachel to lightly slap her hand.
Quinn shakes her head, she really should have expected that. "Don't you want to be down there to light it, make sure nobody messes it up?"
"It'll be ok. They know I'll kill'em if they mess this one up," Santana shrugs.
"Santana Marie Lopez!" Rachel scolds.
Santana laughs, and leans down and kisses Rachel's forehead. "Relax Rach. They know how important this is. I trust them to not mess it up."
"Well in that case, how about you actually relax and sit down with us?" Quinn scoots over some patting the space between her and Rachel.
Santana shakes her head no, "I'm ok standing"
Quinn arches her eyebrow, causing Santana to look away. She notices Sam setting up the last display. "Looks like it's just about to start."
Quinn grabs her camera ready to capture every burst of color.
Santana gently takes it out of her hand, "just enjoy the show baby. I'm sure plenty of people will have pictures they can send you."
"But-" Quinn starts only to be cut off by Rachel.
"San's right love, you haven't really been able to enjoy the fireworks like they're suppose to be. The pictures are pretty but, it's so much better watching them without worrying when to press the button."
Quinn sighs in defeat; she can't argue that wanting to get a cool picture does take away from actually enjoying the fireworks.
Quinn and Rachel are stunned at the rapid fire of which Santana's chosen fireworks are going. There are so many colors so many with spins. The ones that burst and fade out. Ones that shoot up with a whizzing sound. She's managed to squeeze in every one of their favorites into this finally. Turns out she wasn't being narcissistic when she said it would be the best half of the show.
Just as it seems to be dwindling down, the last tube is shot with a bang and 14 letters fill the air surround by hearts before they fizzle away.
Quinn and Rachel's jaws drop, they make brief eye contact before turning around only to see Santana kneeling on one knee. Their hands find each other's both with tears in their eyes.
Santana struggling to hold back her own as she smiles shyly. She takes a deep breath in and let's it out slowly before speaking.
"Quinn, Rachel... You two have made me the happiest person on the planet. I am so lucky to have found both of you. Quinn you have been my best friend for 21 years. I don't remember life without you, hell I don't want to remember life without you. Rachel the first day I met you, I knew I needed you in my life in some way shape or form. I'm just so lucky that it is in the best way possible. Not only as my best friend, but as the mother of my children...The day we found out about the twins was the best day of my life. I never imagined my life could be this amazing. Everything I am, everything I do is because and for the two of you," she pauses. "I guess four of you now actually."
Rachel and Quinn share a watery laugh, happy tears streaming down their cheeks.
Santana shakes her head clearing her head to get back on topic, "I had a bunch more I wanted to say but as you both know I'm not a very patient person."
She reaches into the pocket of her swim trunks and pulls out a small velvet box. She opens it to reveal two beautiful white gold diamond rings. Both identical in style, but a slight noticeable difference in the hue of blue stones that surround the center diamond.
One of the rings has an alternating halo of faint blue (aquamarine/Quinn's birthstone) and deep blue (sapphire/Santana's birthstone) stones off set with smaller diamonds and a 1.5 carat diamond in the center.
The other is the same design but in place of Quinn's birthstone it has Rachel's birthstone a beautiful rich blue zircon, to go with Santana's sapphire.
Santana holds the box out in front of her girlfriends hopefully soon to be fiancés. "Will you make me even happier and do me the honor of being my wives?"
Rachel and Quinn stand from the chair and pull Santana up with them. They wrap their arms around her both nodding their heads yes. All three girls crying tears of joy. None of them register the camera flashes or congratulations being thrown at them.
Santana pulls back a hand cupping each girls cheek. "Yes?" she asks barely above a whisper.
"Yes," Rachel and Quinn both confirm tearfully.
Santana kisses both of them hard on the lips before opening the ring box again placing the ring with hers and Quinn's birthstone on Rachel's finger, and the one with hers and Rachel's on Quinn's.
"They're beautiful," Quinn breaths out admiring not only the ring on her finger, but the one on Rachel's as well.
Rachel nods her head in agreement, rendered speechless for only the third time in her life, before being pulled into another hug by Santana.
"I didn't get a picture of it," Quinn breaks away pouting.
"Don't worry, I'll send you mine," Brittany chimes in from the side lines holding up her phone with the picture of the sky lit up with 'will you marry me'.
Quinn can't help but laugh-cry joined by Rachel and Santana who pull Brittany into the embrace.
Soon everyone piles in to congratulate the trio and get a glimpse of the rings. All except Finn of course who seems to have disappeared.
Turns out Shelby and Will were the only ones present who knew before hand exactly what Santana had planned and she was also ready with her phone to capture the written message as well as several pictures of Santana's proposal and a video.
Apparently Shelby had been texting back and forth with Hiram and Maribel all night; the Lima parents wanting to know exactly what was happening and exactly when it was going to happen. So after talking with each set of parents and saying goodbye to Shelby, Will, and Matthew. The gang starts to wind down and settle in for the night.
Kurt, Blaine, Sam, Mike, Puck, Finn (who's returned after downing a six pack on his own), Brittany, Santana, Quinn and Rachel are all sitting around the patio table drinking and catching up. Tina went inside earlier to start getting the kids ready for bed.
Rachel is sitting on Santana's lap, both playing cards with the boys.
Everyone starts to lay their hand down. "I suck at this game," Rachel huffs laying down a jack high.
Santana laughs and leans forward speaking in Rachel's ear. "Yeah, but you're my good luck charm baby," she kisses Rachel's cheek and lays her hand down next hers. "Royal flush bitches," she wraps her arms around Rachel's waist and rests her chin on the diva's shoulder.
"No way that's not possible!" Puck nearly spits out his drink.
"I agree, Rachel must be giving Satan her cards," Kurt says.
"I resent that Kurt Hummel. You know I'd never condone cheating in any fashion, let alone actively take part in it," Rachel brings her hand to her heart in true diva fashion.
"Well how else do you explain her hand?" Sam asks.
"I'm awesome," is Santana's only explanation.
Finn just rolls his eyes and finishes off another beer. Apparently he's finally seem to get that he and Rachel are in fact over, for good.
"Ok well hand me the cards, I'm dealing this time. Blaine keep an eye on those two," Mike instructs.
Olivia walks out the door in her pajamas just as Mike starts to deal out the cards. "Brit Brit and Rachie, will you come watch Frozen with me?"
Rachel nods her head yes, "I'll be right in sweetie."
"Me too, I love that movie," Brittany adds.
Santana tightens her arms around Rachel's waist. "You can't go. You're my good luck charm," she turns her head and nuzzles Rachel's neck.
Rachel giggles and pats Santana hand. She turns to her left pulling Quinn back by her shoulder who was talking with Brittany before crashing their lips together in a hunger fueled kiss.
Quinn is forced to break away for air. "Hi," she breaths out.
"Hi," Rachel giggles and pecks her on the lips once more, before turning back to Santana. "Now Quinn's your good luck charm," she kisses Santana before standing up and heading inside pulling Brittany with her.
"Get over here Q," Santana pats her lap. "Let's show these fools how it's done."
Forty-five minutes later, Tina comes inside to find Olivia asleep on top of Rachel, who is also asleep; Oliver and Brittany minutes away from slumber themselves and the movie only a third of the way through.
She picks her daughter up off her best friend, unintentionally waking Rachel in the process.
"Mmm what time is it?" Rachel asks groggy.
"Almost midnight," Tina offers. "I put all of your things in the guest room."
Rachel rubs her face and runs her fingers through her hair. "Thank you... I'm gonna go say good night. Are you heading to bed?"
Tina shakes her head no. "No. I'm gonna go put her and Oliver to bed and maybe stay up for a little bit longer."
Rachel folds the blanket and lays it on the back of the couch. "Ok, well good night."
"Night Rach," Tina turns and starts up the stairs to her daughter's bedroom.
Rachel stretches before walking to the patio door. She sees Quinn sitting in Santana's lap, Kurt in Blaine's lap, and the rest of the guys lounging around. All of them laughing and having a good time. She opens the door and steps out on the patio. "Hey," she manages through a yawn.
Santana and Quinn scramble out of the chair. "You shouldn't be out here baby," Quinn rushes out while waving her hands in the air trying to move the cloud of smoke surrounding them. Apparently Blaine had brought back a couple joints from the Bahamas and was kind enough to share. Santana rushes to open the door and ushers Rachel back inside.
Rachel who's still half asleep didn't even realize what was going on. Once the trio are safely inside, the door securely closed behind them Rachel speaks, "I was just coming to say goodnight," she yawns.
"Oh. well we'll come with you," Quinn offers.
"Yeah," Santana adds making a move towards Rachel.
Rachel shakes her head no finishing yet another yawn. "You guys go back out there and have fun. That's not why I was coming out."
"We know, but we don't mind," Santana rubs up and down Rachel's arm.
Rachel leans in to kiss both of them stopping just shy of Santana's lips nausea taking over. "You guys go on, I'll be asleep the second my head hits the pillow. Just please make sure to shower first before you join me."
Having noticed the expression Rachel made when she was centimeters away from Santana, Quinn fully understands the comment. "We're sorry baby, we'll make sure to shower and brush our teeth."
Rachel pats both their cheeks and smiles. "I love you," she says after yawning again.
"Love you too," Santana and Quinn say to the back of Rachel's head as she walks towards the stairs to go to the guest bedroom.
For the past twenty minutes? Quinn has been unintentionally grinding on Santana's lap.
Quinn moves her hips again and Santana is about to explode. She grips Quinn's hips tight stopping her movement. Mentally collecting herself before standing up forcing Quinn to stand with her. "I have to pee," she tells no one in particular before quickly (as quickly as she can in her current state) heading towards the bathroom.
Santana makes her way through Mike and Tina's bedroom into the master bath, thinking it'll give her the most privacy. She kicks the door closed and works quickly to untie the knot in her swim trunks as she walks further into the room. She pushes her shorts down just enough to free her incredibly hard member that springs free of its confines hitting her in the stomach smearing precum in its wake.
She steadies herself against the counter with her left hand and runs her right down her torso till she reaches her destination. She swipes her thumb over the weeping tip collecting the sticky white substance to aid her stokes.
Just as she gets a good rhythm going the door opens. She scrambles to pull her shorts up, but stops hearing the voice of the intruder.
"You'd think over the years you would have learned to lock the door," Quinn says smugly while locking the door before turning around and leaning against it crossing her arms.
Santana mimics her stance across the bathroom. "Yeah well forgive me for not thinking clearly after somebody just spent the past half hour dry humping me to the point I almost nutted in my pants in front of all our friends."
Quinn smiles shyly and pushes herself off the door, she stops in front of Santana placing her right hand on the other girls hip and uses her left to cup the still visible rather large bulge through the Latinas swim trunks.
Santana's closes her eyes but isn't able to suppress her moan. "I didn't hear you complaining," she leans in and not so quietly whispers in Santana's ear before sucking on her earlobe. "Would you like me to make up for it?"
Santana only response is another moan, as she uncrosses her arms moving them to settle on Quinn's hips tilting her head to give the blonde more access to her neck that is now being devoured.
Quinn continues her assault, one of her hands slipping in Santana's swim trucks and the other trailing up tanned skin before reaching its destination of a poorly concealed breast, her thumb brushing an equally erect nipple. Earning several more pleasurable groans and breathy moans from her girl-fiancé as she unconsciously bucks into the blonde's hand.
Santana's knees almost give out. After being worked up for the past half hour and now having her fiancé's touching her it is almost too much. She brings her hands from Quinn's hips grabs hold of blonde hair guiding their lips together in a deep and desperate kiss.
After a couple minutes, Quinn ends the kiss but not before trapping Santana's bottom lip between her teeth. She pulls her hand from Santana's length bringing it to the top of her shorts doing the same with her other hand and slowly starts to push the nuisance material down and over a very toned, tanned ass.
"Please," Santana manages to get out her throat dry and not only from the weed.
"Patience baby, let. Me. Show. You. How. Happy. Your. Proposal. Made. Me," she says between the trail of love bites and soothing kisses she leaves down Santana's collarbone working her way over the exposed skin on each breast.
Once she's successfully removed the Latinas shorts, she trails her hands back up Santana's torso and cups each breast in her hands palming and squeezing them, before sliding her fingers under the thin material working it up to free the luscious twins. "Arms up," she orders.
Santana quickly does as she's told before kissing Quinn only breaking apart so the blonde can work the slip of material completely off her.
Santana's arms fall back down to her sides, her hands moving to Quinn's ass to massage the glorious mounds. Pulling their centers together grinding against one another. She slides her right hand under the back of Quinn's matching swim trunks needing to feel her skin.
Quinn breaks away from Santana's nipple with a pop when she feels Santana trying to remove her shorts. "Not yet S," she switches breasts needing to give them equal attention.
Santana drops her head to Quinn's shoulder when she feels her lips on her breast and her right hand kneading the other. "God baby, I can't, ughhh, I need you… Please," she's past the point of being embarrassed about begging.
"I know baby," Quinn brings her hands up to tangle them in dark brown hair, having released it from its pony tail when she took Santana's bathing suit top off. She pulls the Latina's head back from her shoulder by her hair crashing their lips together quickly working her tongue into her lover's mouth.
Both of Santana's hands have found their way into Quinn's shorts roughly palming the voluptuous ass underneath, as she desperately jerks against the blonde embarrassingly close to coming.
Sensing that her lover is close, Quinn breaks the kiss and drops to her knees without a word. She immediately takes Santana's length into her mouth and down her throat. Willing herself to work past her gag reflex to be able to take her fiancé's entire length.
"Oh Godddd," Santana throws her head back, her hands taking residence in blonde hair gripping tightly now wanting not to cum so she can enjoy the feeling of Quinn's throat along her shaft.
Quinn squeezes Santana's ass cheeks and slowly works her head up and down the nine inch dick she loves so much. Constricting her throat muscles and humming wanting to make it feel as good for Santana as possible, she struggles between keeping her eyes open so she can witness the many faces of pleasure the Latina is making, and closing them to relish in the sounds ripping from her lips.
It takes every bit of will power Santana has to keep her thrust slow and short not wanting to hurt Quinn knowing unlike Rachel she does have a gag reflex and that what Quinn is currently doing with her mouth should not be possible. "Ohhh, Mmmm, god baby. I'm gonnna cum," she tries to keep her voice low but fails when Quinn's hands fall from her ass and her dick is no longer encased in the warm velvety throat of the blondes. "Noooo!" she whines trying to move Quinn's head back to her cock with the hand still tangled in blonde hair.
Quinn removes Santana's hand from her head and stands up. "Shhhh," she kisses Santana's pouting lips while trying to get her shorts off. "I need you inside me," she confesses.
Santana quickly melts into the kiss her hands roaming up and down the blondes back before stopping to remove the matching red swim top.
As soon as the material is off, Quinn ends the kiss. Santana having her eyes closed blindly tries to follow the blonde with her lips, but when she doesn't make contact she opens her eyes. "Quinn?!"
Quinn is on her knees rummaging through the bathroom cabinet, "I'm looking for lube, relax."
Santana turns one hand on her hip the other gripping the counter, "ewe gross no I don't want to use Mikes lube."
Quinn laughs. "Well it's a good thing they buy in bulk," she sits an unopened package of K Y yours and mine on the counter top.
Santana picks the package up and starts to open it, "Wanky."
Quinn stands shutting the cabinet door in the process. She moves towards Santana placing her hands on her waist pulling the Latina closer to her, she sinks her teeth into the crook of her lover's neck lulling it with her tongue wanting to leave a mark.
Santana now finished opening the lube, turns Quinn around so they are both facing the mirror. She ghosts her hands up the blondes torso to her breasts palming them as she kisses from her shoulder up her neck to her ear. They lock eyes in the mirror. "You are so beautiful," Santana husks into the blonde's ear.
Quinn is forced to close her eyes again her head falling back onto Santana's shoulder and a moan escaping her lips, as the Latina's right hand makes its way down her stomach and runs along her extremely sensitive erection as the other continues to kneed her breast. Pushing her ass back against Santana. "Please," she begs.
Santana removes the hand that was on the blonde's breast to reach for the lube. She continues her assault on Quinn's neck as she pops the top of the bottle open she pulls back and dribbles a line down her own erection.
She tosses the bottle back on the counter and forces Quinn to bend over the counter top. She uses her left hand to steady her cock and the other to hold the blonde's ass open as she slowly pushes forward she pauses with just the head in moving her left hand up to Quinn's shoulder to effectively pull the blonde on to her dick.
They let out equal moans of pleasure. Quinn's head falling to hang between her shoulders as Santana's forehead rests against her sweaty back her hands settling on the blondes hips both needing a moment to adjust savoring the feeling surrounding her throbbing member.
"Oh goddd," Quinn moaned out when Santana slowly began to pull out.
Slamming back in, "Fuck I love your ass," Santana confesses.
Dropping to her forearms, Quinn started pushing back each time Santana would thrust, urging her to fuck her deeper and harder. "Fuck san harder," she begs.
"Mmmm fuck yes!" Santana grunts, thrusting her hips harder making sure her the entirety of her cock was stuffed in Quinn's clenching anal cavity on every in stroke.
Not being able to take it any more Quinn braces herself on her left arm intending on using her right to give her neglected weeping cock some much needed attention.
"Ah ah," Santana grabs her hand and puts it back on the counter threading there finger together. "You don't get to come until I do," she orders the sound of their bodies slapping together playing like a mantra in her head to go faster.
"Ugggg, mmmph. I can't. I need to cum San!" Quinn begs gripping Santana's fingers tighter.
"Not yet Q," Santana straightens out, her hands settling back on Quinn's hips, Switching between watching the blond's face contort in the mirror and Quinn push herself back on her cock, "Mmm yes, that is baby, fuck that ass on my cock."
"Oh fuckkkk San I… fuck I'm not gonna last. Ugghhh," with the last syllable slipping past her lips, she starts to cum in ropes splattering against cabinet and tile below.
Santana's movements grew jerky as Quinn's anal walls clamped down through her orgasm making it almost impossible for her to move. "Mmmm fuck!" her hips snapped forward as her balls tightened and her cock spasmed sending copious amount of cum deep in Quinn's bowels.
"Fuck baby," Quinn's hips twitched a final rope of cum shooting out at the feeling of Santana filling her up.
Santana's thrusts gradually slowed as she collapsed against Quinn's back her cock slowly softening inside the blonde.
Their breathing slowly returning to normal "Damn babe… you came just with my dick up your ass," she places a kiss between Quinn's shoulder blades before standing to pull out her semi flaccid penis.
Quinn too tired to overcome from her orgasm, responds by pulling her arms up to lay her head on; bent over the counter ass in the air dripping cum until she physically has to move.
Santana looks on with pride for a minute before turning to start the shower. "Come on babe you can't fall asleep here," she teases pulling Quinn up and walking her to the shower. Where Quinn manages a second wind turning the tables on Santana.
Rachel wakes up at 7am with both Quinn and Santana having an arm securely wrapped around her. She looks over her shoulder and sees Santana practically on top of Quinn, their hair a mess and sprawled out bits, of blond framed by brunette strands. She can't help the smile that spreads across her face when she thinks about last night.
She brings her left hand up to her face and admires the beautiful ring. She kisses it once before deciding it's time to get up. She slowly tries to pry the arms off of her torso without disturbing her sleeping fiancés.
She manages to get out of bed without waking them up. Santana unconsciously finds Quinn's hand and laces their fingers together readjusting and tightening her grip on the blonde.
Rachel's smile widens at the scene. She leans down and kisses each of their exposed shoulders not wanting to risk anywhere else that may make them wake up, before retreating to the bathroom.
She managed to take a shower last night before going to sleep, so after brushing her teeth, making her morning deposit to the porcelain gods, then brushing her teeth again and fixing her hair, she quietly walks back out into the bedroom changes into clothes for the day and sits a pair of clothes out for both Santana and Quinn. Once dressed she quietly leaves the room and heads towards Olivia's bedroom.
Rachel sits on the edge of Olivia's bed and tries to wake the sleeping girl up gently. "Hey Liv, wake up sweetie," she speaks softly moving strands of hair away from the little girls face, tucking it behind her ear.
Olivia grumbles and tries to bury her face into the pillow. Rachel giggles, "Come on Livie, don't you want to get some doughnuts?"
Olivia jumps up at the mention of the sugary goodness. "YES!"
"Well then," Rachel shakes her head and laughs. "Let's go wake up your brother."
Olivia throws the blanket off her and jumps down off the bed. "Okay, can I wear my pj's?"
Rachel makes a show of carefully thinking before shrugging her shoulder, "I think that'll be ok."
"Yea!" Olivia claps her hands and jumps up and down. Doughnuts and she gets to wear her pajamas out, she's having the best morning ever.
Rachel giggles and shushes her excited god daughter. "Shhhh, Liv. We don't want to wake everybody up."
Olivia clamps her hand over her mouth and pulls it away slowly, "Sorry."
Rachel smiles and grabs a brush off the dresser. "Let's fix your hair and then we'll go wake up Oliver"
After putting Olivia's hair into a pony tail, they both leave the room Olivia tiptoeing so she doesn't make too much noise which has Rachel struggling to hold back her laughter. The hall bathroom door opens and out comes Oliver rubbing his eyes.
"We're going to get doughnuts," Olivia whisper yells.
"Huh?" Oliver mumbles out not completely awake.
Rachel pats Olivia's head and clarifies, "Olivia and I are going to get doughnuts for everyone, we were coming to find you to see if you wanted to go."
Oliver nods his head as he yawns.
"Yay lets go," Olivia grabs his hand and pulls him to the stairs.
"Don't we have to get dressed first?" Oliver questions.
Olivia shakes her head no. "Nope," she verbalizes, bouncing down the stairs.
"Alright," Oliver shrugs his shoulders.
They put their shoes on quietly as not to disturb the sleeping guests in the living room.
"Ready?" Rachel asks standing in front of the door. The kids both nod their heads yes. "Alright," Rachel opens the door without looking and starts to walk but runs into Puck. She just barley manages to hold back a scream.
Puck puts his hands on Rachels forearms, "Woah Jewbabe, you alright?"
Rachel brings her hand to her chest "Geez Noah. You have got to stop doing that"
He drops his hands and takes a step back. "Sorry, I was just coming back from my run. Is everything ok?" Rachel nods her head yes.
"We're getting doughnuts," Olivia informs having squeezed past Rachel and Puck with Oliver following.
"Need some help?" Puck offers, not really looking forward to hanging around the house while the current occupants are still asleep and no doubt hung-over from last nights activities.
"That be lovely thank you Noah," Rachel says closing the door.
Rachel unlocks the car with the clicker, "Noah, do you mind grabbing Olivia's seat out of the back please?"
"Sure thing," he opens the trunk to grab the booster seat. "Need me to hook it up or anything?" he asks when he's standing next to Rachel on the side of the car.
Rachel takes the seat and sits it inside the car, "Nope this one doesn't have straps or anything, it's just so the seat belt fits right or whatever."
"Gotcha," Puck nods, before taking his seat on the passenger side.
"Hello there, what can I get for you this morning?" the clerk at Dunkin Doughnuts asks.
They decided to go inside instead of having food for 13 people pushed through the drive through window.
"We'd like 2 dozen doughnuts please," Rachel says with a smile readjusting Olivia on her hip.
"Certainly, would you like an assortment or did you have specifics in mind?" the clerk asks.
"Um, I think an assortment is best, but could you may be split the second dozen into two half dozens, with three being vanilla cream filled and whatever else these three would like?" she asks the clerk while gesturing with her head to Puck, Olivia and Oliver.
"I can do that yes. Do you know what kind of doughnut you would like sweetie?" the clerk asks Olivia after inputting the first dozen in a half of assortment pastries into the computer.
"Chocolate sprinkles!" Olivia answers a little too loudly bouncing up and down on Rachel's hip.
The clerk laughs and puts the order into the computer. "And for you, young man?" she looks to Oliver.
Oliver looks at the wall of sugar "Uh, Boston cream please,"" he decides.
"Excellent choice, and for you sir?" The clerk asks Puck.
"Blueberry please," he answers.
"Ok, so I have one and a half dozen assorted, and a half dozen with 3 vanilla cream filled, 1 chocolate with sprinkles, 1 Boston cream and 1 blueberry. Anything else?"
"Yes actually, can you add two, no better make it three bacon egg and cheese croissants with extra bacon please."
"Oh that does sound good, make it four please," Puck adds. "Hey Rach, do you think we should get some coffee or something. I doubt their coffee maker will be able to make it fast enough for everyone this morning."
Rachel nods her head "Good thinking Noah." She turns to the clerk "Do you have some kind of coffee jug available?" she asks laughing not really liking the idea of carrying 11 individual large coffees back to Tina's.
The clerk's laughs along with Rachel, "Yes, we do indeed. It's called the Box O'Joe. Would you like 1 or 2? Seems like your feeding a rather large group."
Rachel looks to Puck for the answer. "We should probably go with 2 to be safe."
The clerks inputs the drink order into the system, "Anything else."
Olivia whispers something in Rachel's ear, causing her to shake her head. "Your mom is so going to kill me..." she looks to Oliver who's quietly standing next to her, "do you want chocolate milk too or would you like something different?"
He smiles and shakes his head no, "chocolate milk sounds good please"
Rachel rolls her eyes knowing she's going to get an ear full from Tina about the very unhealthy breakfast. Not that she disagrees, but you try saying no to an adorable 4 year old in her pajamas who knows all too well when to deploy the puppy dog face.
"Two small chocolate milks please. And I think that should do it," Rachel tells the clerk while sitting Olivia down so she could crab her Visa card.
"Ok so I have 2 dozen donuts, 4 bacon egg and cheese croissants with extra bacon, two Box O'joes, and two small chocolate milks. That'll be $56.14."
Before Rachel is able to give the clerk her card, Puck gives her his. "Noah you didn't have to do that."
"Neither do you," he waves her off.
They get all the food and beverages into the car in two trips and make the short 15 minute ride back to the Changs with the scent of fresh coffee and pastries filling the car. Surprisingly not setting off Rachel's morning sickness.
As they are entering the house each kid carrying a small box of donuts, Rachel the box of a dozen and the croissants and Puck bringing up the rear with the two jugs of coffee they hear Tina scream from her bathroom.
Quickly setting the food on the counter the group follows the sound. "What's the matter?!" Rachel asks worried seeing her friend walk out of the bathroom and closing the door
Tina gives her a pointed glare but stops seeing Olivia and Oliver standing next to her both with equal expressions of worry on their faces.
"Why did you scream mommy?" Olivia asks.
Tina steps away from the closed door and picks Olivia up before ruffling Oliver's hair. "Mommy just saw a spider Liv, nothing to worry about."
Olivia scrunches her face, "Ewe, I don't like spiders."
"Woosies, I'll kill it," Olivier teases and turns back to the bathroom.
"NO!" Tina screams reaching her hand out to grab her son's elbow.
Rachel, Oliver and Puck look at her like she has two heads.
"What it's just a spider, I'm not afraid," Oliver tries again.
Tina shakes her head no "This spider your Aunt Rachel needs to take care of-"
"What?!" Rachel screeches cutting her friend off shaking her head no violently she continues "You know how I feel about bugs Tina-" only to be cut off herself by the glare she receives from Tina.
Pleased that she seems to have gotten her point across, Tina turns to the other people in the room, "Is that coffee I smell?"
"And doughnuts!" Olivia informs still very excited that's she's getting to eat doughnuts for breakfast.
"Mmm well what are we still doing standing in here?" She asks rhetorically before taking the lead out of her bedroom towards the kitchen.
They see Mike, Sam, Brittany, Kurt, and Blaine sprawled out in the living room all waking up from the noise and smell of coffee in the air.
Santana and Quinn come down the stairs hand in hand, hair a mess. "Whats with all the yelling?" Santana croaks out annoyed she was woken up because of it.
Quinn reaches for a coffee cup on the counter and takes a large gulp not carrying who's it is.
"Mommy saw a spider in her bathroom," Olivia says cheerily with a chocolate milk mustache.
Oliver nods swallowing his bite of food "Aunt Rachel is in there killing it now"
Santana and Quinn share a look Rachel's never been one to take on the creepy crawlers.
"Yeah you two should probably go help her," Tina says while bringing her coffee mug to her lips.
Santana shoves the last bite of doughnut in her mouth and Quinn finishes off the cup of coffee before they retreat to Mike and Tina's bedroom.
Santana knocks on the bathroom door softly before pushing it open. They both squeeze in closing and locking the door behind them. Their eyes scan the room and the events of last night flood their memory.
"Looks like you two had some fun last night," Rachel teases while grabbing another Clorox wipe from the tube.
Quinn notices Rachel kneeling on the ground in front of the sink scrubbing what she can only imagine is her dried cum from the floor and cabinet, her cheeks flush. She walks over to Rachel placing her hand over the brunettes. "I'll finish this," Rachel smiles at her before standing up to wash her hands.
Santana has a smirk on her face remembering just how that stain got there as she picks up the clothes strewed about the bathroom.
"Wipe that smirk off your face and pick up the bottles that you knocked over in the shower," Quinn tells her watching her through the mirror as the washes her hands.
Rachel holds back a laugh as she walks to her Latina girlfriend with an old grocery bag she found under the sink to put the dirty clothes in.
With the bathroom cleaned up they join their friends in the kitchen for breakfast.
"I got you each a bacon egg and cheese croissant," Rachel informs as she reaches for the bag set aside on the counter.
"Extra bacon?" Quinn asks accepting the bag.
Rachel shakes her head. "I knew I forgot something," she teases.
Quinn smiles. "You're the best, Love you," she kisses Rachel on the lips and takes a seat at the island to inhale the breakfast sandwich.
Slowly everyone wakes up and joins the others in the kitchen thankful for the coffee and doughnuts to soak up some of the alcohol consumed the night before. Everyone is gathered around the island, well everyone except Finn who comes through the sliding glass door scratching the back of his neck still half asleep wearing only his birthday suite "morning."
"Oh my god! Put that thing away! No one wants to see that!" Santana screams having been the first to look up when he spoke.
Everyone's heads turn and they too share Santana's feelings. Tina's hand covers Olivia's eyes just in time.
"Dude where are your shorts?" Puke asks ushering him back outside.
"Whoever did that to his face gets an extra Christmas gift from me this year," Santana announces before taking a bite of her sandwich.
"Sweet!" Sam holds his hand up for a high five with Mike.
"Please tell me it was permanent marker?" Santana asks.
"You know it," Sam confirms.
After the excitement of the morning calms down, everybody helps Tina and Mike clean up before one by one they start to leave.
"Congratulations again you guys. I'm so happy for you!" Tina says giving the trio a hug before they get in their car. "I don't know which I'm more excited to plan, the baby shower or the wedding shower?"
"Baby shower!" Olivia decides from her spot in Rachel's arms earning a laugh from the four older women.
I am truly sorry this chapter took so long to post. Truth be told I had well over half written for about two months but life got in the way. I won't bore you with the details. I can't believe that is just shy of 1 year that I started this story, it certainly doesn't fell like it (to me at least) and I had no intentions of it taking this long. With that being said there is only about 6 more chapters or so left to go. I will be finishing this one out before picking the Prequel back up. THANK YOU to everyone who continues to read and review. I love reading all your comments and you guys are the reason I will finish the stories. As well as an EXTRA special thanks to Forevergleek9615 for being my sounding board and taking the time to review and edit the chapters making them better. Special thanks to Boompow123 as well, for the motivation.