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Cat's Tail	By : cris2747 Category: G through L > Glee Views: 4642 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Disclaimer: I don't own Glee but I still like to play with the characters whenever I get the chance. I'm soooo sorry this is late but I had a small family emergency and got behind in every fic. I'm going to do my best to update everyone as soon as possible. I usually update every date but like I said behind so I'll post as I finish each chapter. This chapter took longer to get out because I had to do a bit a research in the Lopez family history and I gave an explanation about Santana's new little friend. Hopefully I did everything justice.
Chapter Five: Story Time
Santana stared at her appendage shocked hoping that this was all a dream. She squeezes her eyes shut rubbing a hand over her face. Please let this be a dream she chats opening on eye looking down. She whimpers pitifully when she sees that the penis is still there just hanging around. She looks up at her parents who are wearing the same confused expression. She turns to Quinn who's standing there with her mouth open dazed.
Santana's whine brought Quinn out of her daze she looks up to see panicked brown eyes pleading into hers. The group out the door turns when they hear a small sleepy voice, "What's going on Mom? Why is Sanny scw, screaming?"
Quinn slaps Brittany's hand from poking Santana's new friend, "No touching Britts! Get Randy out of here," she bats her hands away again. "Brittany we talked about you touching other peoples, you know without permission," she hisses.
Brittany pouts crossing her hands, "I'm sorry Quinnie I just wanted to see if it was real."
Randy looks up with big doe eyes, "If what's real Bwitt?"
Alex shakes her head, "Never mind kiddo, let's go make you some breakfast. Manny call my mother and tell her to get her ass down here."
Manny snaps his eyes away from his daughter looking at his wife, "Yeah sure sounds good. Britts stop touching." He turns to the door saying over his shoulder, "I uh I'll bring you some boxers you uh don't want to wear your normal uh yeah that would be too tight. So wear your basketball shorts and the boxers I bring okay," he babbles almost walking into the door.
Brittany sighs wishing that someone would let her touch Santana's new penis. It looks nicer than any of the guys she's been with and bigger too. She didn't want to have sexy time with her, even though she wouldn't say no if Sanny and Quinn asked her with or without the extra appendage. Nope she just wanted to see if it worked properly.
Quinn steps in front of her whimpering girlfriend blocking Brittany's wandering hands, "Jesus H. Christ Britts please stop trying to play my girlfriends penis!" Her face turns red, "I can't believe I just said that but whatever behave Brittany."
Brittany sighs pulling her hand back, "I just wanted to see if it worked Quinnie that's all."
Santana rests her head on Quinn's shoulders hiding her face, "Brittany I love you like forever and all that shit but go away, and no you can't touch my uh penis."
The bubbly blonde pouts turning away, "Fine Sanny you don't have to be mean or anything I just wanted to see for myself." She slams the door behind her.
Quinn tries to turn around but Santana doesn't let her, "This is a stupid question but are you all right Sanny?"
The Latina sniffs, "No Quinn I'm not alright! I went to sleep a normal girl and then I woke up a bigger freak than I already am!" She whimpers, "So no Quinn I'm not alright is that okay with you?"
Quinn sighs, "You're not a freak Sanny." She tries to turn again this time Santana let's her, "You've never been a freak so please stop it."
Santana raises her teary chocolate orbs to meet her hazel ones, "Yeah right I'm not a freak? Not only can I turn into a big fucking cat now," she points at her crotch "now I have a fucking penis." She pulls up her sleep shorts; the damn things are so tight now.
Quinn growls frustrated, under normal circumstances Santana and Charlie would've found it cute but now wasn't normal by any means, "So what you're going to stand there and cry like a bitch?" She steels herself hating what she's going to do but doesn't see another way to get through her pity, "So what I'm dating Finn now?" She scoffs, "Big bad were panther what a joke…"
Santana growls low in warning, "I would stop right now if I were you Quinn."
Quinn lifts her brow, "Stop what? Telling you the truth?" She claps her hands slowly, "Santana Lopez ladies and gentlemen, nothing but a whiny bitch."
Santana stare at her eyes blazing, a dangerous growl resonates from her chest as she stalks toward her slowly, "Last time Quinn, shut up. I'm not one of those stupid little freshmen you can push around."
Quinn backs up until her back hits the door as she tries to keep the tremor from her voice, "No you're worse San, you're acting like Finn when he doesn't get his way." Santana's fist the door by Quinn's head leaving a hole causing the girl to jump slightly. She tilts her head to the side defiantly waiting to see if her girl was back, "Abusing the door Sanny, tkks I'm so scared."
Charlie's growling, banging her cage Show her! Show her who the bitch in this relationship is! Santana bares her teeth hissing feeling the need to mark her, even if it was against her will, "Are you sure you want to continue pushing me Quinn? I swear I'll take you on this floor and show you what a bitch looks like!"
Quinn swallows suddenly wishing she went a different route, "There's my girl." She reaches up to cup Santana's cheek, "I knew you were in there somewhere."
Santana's head snaps back, finally connecting the dots, "You did that on purpose? You were trying to piss me off?"
Quinn releases a shaky breath, "Well better a pissed off kitten than one's that sitting in the corner crying at least that's my opinion."
Santana shakes her head, "Are you fucking crazy? Seriously Quinn I could have hurt you! And what it was a fucking joke?"
Quinn smiles at her crookedly, "Three were panthers are in this house, two I consider to be my parents more than my biological one's ever were. The third I've known half my life and has loved me that long so no San I never doubted for a minute that you'd hurt me." She leans in and rest her head on Santana's shoulders, "Even if you wanted to I trust that you would never hurt me, plus I needed to get you out of that 'I'm a freak' mentality but I might have pushed it too far though." She kisses her temple, "I'm sorry."
Santana closes her eyes sighing, "I guess I can't be too mad, it worked even though I was close to fucking into the floor."
Quinn swallows, "Well thank god you have self-control because I know Mom and Dad are listening and that would be awkward."
Santana nods, "Just a little and I don't want our first time to be on a grungy floor. Plus I don't know what to do this thing between my legs."
Quinn flushes looking down, Santana's uh new friend was kind of poking her leg at the moment, "Right I'm going to see if Dad brought those boxers and get you something comfortable to wear." She reaches behind her blindly fumbling for the knob, "You, you just uh wait here I'll be right back."
Santana smirks letting her go, "Sure Quinnie me and mini me will stay right here until you come back." She winks at the flustered girl getting her back for her earlier stunt.
Quinn closes the door resting her head against the frame trying to calm her arousal. She turns rushing out the door only to run into Alex. The older woman catches her before she can fall on her ass, "Whoa there Quinnie be careful I wouldn't want you to hurt yourself. You can save any injuries you might get by provoking a freaking hormonal panther!"
Quinn flushes, "I knew you or Dad wouldn't let me get hurt any more than Santana would actually hurt me. So I'm safe like I've always been so please stop with the lectures and help me understand what's going on."
Alex glares at her hating that she was right, "Oh shut it Quinnie it was still stupid what you did. You didn't know how Charlie would react to the taunting and you didn't know how much Santana's had to struggle to keep control. So yeah I get to stand here and call you an idiot."
Quinn lowers her eyes ashamed mumbling, "I'm sorry I just wanted her to snap out of it, I can't stand listening Santana talk about herself like that. She's not a freak; she'll never be a freak."
Alex sighs pulling the younger girl into a hug, "I know I get it but just realize how dangerous that was Santana would never forgive herself if she hurt you." Quinn sniffs fighting back tears snuggling closer into the woman she considered more of a mother than her own. "Give Santana the clothes and meet me downstairs," she lifts Quinn's head, "and no more taunting Santana or Charlie."
Quinn nods, "Okay Mom I promise." Alex hugs her again before kissing her temple letting her go. She shakes her head walking away from the girl. Quinn watches her go feeling very stupid for the stunt she just pulled. She was sure there was other ways to snap Santana out of her funk but at that moment she couldn't think of one. Quinn squares her shoulders ready to do some groveling knowing her girl won't make it easy for her.
Quinn knocks on the door before opening it and letting herself in, "San are you half way decent?" She looks around but Santana seemed to have disappeared, "What the hell? San where are, oomph!"
A body slammed her into the door hard causing her to lose her air, "San what the hell," she shrieks before a long moan erupts from her lips. Santana's lips attack her neck and jaw leaving marks in their wake, "Oh fuck San what are you doing?" she pants tilting her head to give the Latina better access. Santana growls low against her shoulder her hands squeezing Quinn's hips pulling her closer into her body.
"Mine, mine," she chants with every kiss. She growls not liking the scent of another were on her mate even if it was her mother. Charlie's growling with her wanting to erase anyone else on their Quinn.
Quinn moans, "San, stop this isn't the time too, oh fuck" she feels her eyes cross when Santana's sneaky hands found themselves under Quinn's tank top brushing up against her breast. "Santana," it was supposed to come out a protest but it sounded more like encouragement to Santana's ears.
Santana growls satisfied when Quinn's arousal drifted up to her nose, "Mine. My Quinn." Charlie's purring in her cage egging her on to finally claim their mate. The keening noises coming from Quinn isn't helping her self-control any, it's just pushing her to do what they all wanted.
Quinn push is a weak attempt at protest even though she's well aware that Santana's parents, Brittany and Randy are right downstairs and two of the four can hear everything that's going on, "Santana please stop." She whimpers when Santana's pushes her new friend into her center, making it incredibly hard to think, "Santana stop please you have to stop."
The Latina lifts her head, her eyes neon green instead of her normal chocolate brown, "You're mine Quinn, my mate so why should I stop?"
Quinn pushes her trying to get a little distance but Santana refuses to budge. She started to panic a little, "Because I'm really not ready for more than this and I know you'll never forgive yourself if you push me." She extends her arms knowing that Santana allowed it, "Please calm down." she watches as the green faded back to the normal brown she loves, "There's my girl welcome back."
Santana backs away slowly feeling slightly sick at what she almost did, "Oh god I'm so sorry Quinn I don't know what happened. I just smelled my mother all over you and it I just wanted to erase it." She slumps against the opposite wall feeling tears build up in her eyes, "I couldn't control myself or Charlie, and we wanted to claim you." Santana runs a hand through her hair tugging roughly, "But I heard the panic in your voice and knew I had to stop because as much as we both want this we would never force you." She looks up pleading, "You believe me right?"
Quinn shudders before taking a deep breath, "Yeah I believe you Sanny but I need to go downstairs and you need to stay here and calm down." She looks at Santana's crotch blushing, "It looks like your new uh friend needs to calm down too."
Santana follows her eyes blushing along with her, "Right just leave the clothes on the floor and I'll meet you downstairs."
Quinn squeezes her eyes shut, "Right good sounds like a plan," blindly fumbling for the door knob again, "I'll see you down there and I'll try not to touch anyone."
Santana groans, "Shut up Quinnie and go before I lose control again."
Quinn smirks, "Fine but try not to handle the new equipment too much, we don't have all day. Abuela should be here soon."
Santana growls as Quinn laughs her way out of the bathroom and out of the room. She glares at the closed door wishing Quinn was there she could smack that smirk off her face. Not that she ever would but the thought was enough to bring a smile to her face. She looks down glaring at the mini Santana wishing it would go down already, if it was like this all the time no wonder boys were such pervs. It's like it has a mind of its own and really wanted to get to know Quinn better.
If this is how guys think then she's going to have to kill every guy that even so much as looks at her Quinn. Charlie growls agreeing wholeheartedly with that statement. Santana bits her lip thinking a cold shower should help or so she heard although Quinn's suggestion of handling her equipment might be more pleasurable but that's way too soon right? Of course she heard about the boys from glee using Coach Beiste as a way of cooling down but quickly tosses that thought away. A devious smile flashes across her lips, taking a deep breath she imagines Finn in a towel his flabby body trying to devour Rachel. She gags as her little friend quickly deflates; feeling a little bit dirty Santana hopes she never has to use that image again.
Mini Santana dangles uselessly between her legs and she glares hoping that this isn't permanent and goes away very soon. She takes off her night clothes and dresses in the clothes Quinn brought her the boxers sagged down her hips. They were just a little too big for her slim hips, growling she slips on the shorts tying them so they fit snuggly on her hips. She slips on her t-shirt feeling surprisingly comfortable with the baggy clothes. She left her dirt clothes on the floor vowing to get to them later but turns around picking them up, Quinn's really anal about her slobbish nature. Okay so maybe she's whip but she's still a BAMF and she can admit to herself. Maybe not everyone else but she and Charlie can keep that a secret.

Quinn glances up feeling Santana close by, she tries to swallow down the laugh bubbling up. Santana looks ridiculous walking with her legs apart almost like she's bowlegged. Santana narrows her eyes daring her to laugh. Quinn smiles at her innocently but the Latina doesn't by it one bit.
"Laugh all you want Quinn but you try walking with this thing between your legs. And tell me exactly how guys can walk like this all the time," she shudders. "It's disturbing having something brush up against your leg."
Brittany was standing by the window waiting for Abuela, doesn't bother to hide her snickers, "Well you can always put on a thong but I think that would be even more comfortable for you Sanny."
Santana growls, "Bite me Britts this shit isn't funny."
Alex slaps her in the back of the head, "Language mija Randy's in the kitchen."
Santana rubs the back of her head pouting her falls heavily on the couch next to Quinn, "Le siento Mami god I'm just so freaked out right now. Do you know what's going on?"
Alex sits next to her husband putting great care to keep a distance between her and Quinn so Santana's instincts won't go haywire again, "No but Mom should know well at least I hope so."
Quinn tentatively reaches for Santana's hand, when she turns her hand over tangling their fingers together Quinn breathes a sigh of relief in her head. She scoots closer to lay her head on her current favorite spot on Santana. "When is she supposed to get here Mom?" Santana closes her eyes allowing the scent of her mate to calm her fully.
Alex shrugs, "Any minute now." She sees the girls smiling satisfied that her daughter was acting like her normal self.
Manny is also watching his daughter; he heard everything that went on upstairs. As much as he wanted to run up there and protect Quinn, his wife stopped him. She reminded him that he was the same overprotective and possessive when they first start the mating process. He pouted for a while, he didn't think he was that bad but then again the whole thing was kind of hazy. At the time he was newly turned when Alex walked into he's shop. It was first time he phased and it happened in front of her during the first day of the full moon. He knew instantly that she was his only one of course she didn't make it easy for him; she made him really work for it. One guess where their daughter got it from.
The month before that he was attacked by some wild animal while he was on hike in the forest this was unusual for their species. For the most part were panthers were either born one or they turned by their mates. The were that turned Manny was a young were that had little control over and shouldn't have been hunting on his own.
Brittany sat next to the couple discreetly, trying to get a better look at the penis her female best friend is now sporting. She doesn't see anything wrong with wanting to see if it worked like a boy's penis. When she doesn't think anyone was looking, she creeps her hand toward Santana's lap. Quinn's hand stopped hers before she could fondle her best friend's new appendage.
Quinn looks at her rolling her eyes, "Behave Britts. I already told you no touching."
The taller blonde gives her a sheepish grin before placing her hand back on her lap. "Sorry Quinnie I'm just so curious though."
Alex's head pops up sniffing the air, "Mami's here guys."
A slightly older version of Alex comes rushing in, "Dónde está mi nieta?"
Quinn lifts her head from her perch knowing that the older woman was about to pull her girlfriend into a tight hug. Quinn smirks when she does exactly what she thought and wasn't very surprised when she pulled the rest of the kids in their own tight hugs. The older woman was careful not to use all of her strength on her human grandkids.
Randy ran in from the kitchen squealing as she jumped in her surrogate grandmother's arms. "Gwams! I missed you!"
The older were purrs hugging the young girl close, "I missed you too pequeña. Have you been a good girl since I last seen you?"
The smallest blonde nods snuggling deeper into her arms, "Sí, Grams I passed all my classes and I don't need summer school this year."
María hugs her tighter, "I'm so proud of you Randy, but can I ask you for a favor?" Randy nods but doesn't move, she was very content in her current position, "I need to talk to Alex and the girls but I want you to go play outside." Randy pouts looking very much like Brittany, "I brought Carlos with me."
That got the girl's attention fast; she untangled her limbs and ran outside without another word.
Brittany shakes her head amused over the fact that her baby sister has a massive crush on Santana's little cousin since she meet him last summer. She knew the feeling was mutual but no one's has told her if they were mated like Sanny and Quinn. The rest of the adults watched after her chuckling too.
María looks to her granddaughter, "Okay so tell me what's going on? All Alejandra told me was that something happened and to get here fast." She sits down on the love seat across form the girls, "You look fine to me, so I'm a little confused."
Santana looks down blushing, "Um well you see that uh I, well what happen was," she growls frustrated before taking a deep breath and starting over. "Okay last weekend I told Quinn that she was my mate."
María claps excited, "¡Lo sabía! Se parecía más ligero y más feliz. Felicidades muñeca. It's about time Quinn," she leaned over, her eyes twinkling mischievously looking so much look Santana. "I thought she was going to have to tie you up and make you listen. But then again she might just do that," María winks at the shorter blonde playfully.
Quinn flushes and hides her face, "Grams! I don't think that's appropriate for us to talk about."
María chuckles delighted that Quinn finally opened her eyes and saw her Santana standing there the whole time. When she reaches over to pat her hand, Santana growls low. She pulls her hand back lowering her eyes in submission wanting to show her that she wasn't a threat or competition. The growled dead off but the younger were still eyed her suspicious.
"It's okay Santana, I'm not trying to steal or harm your mate," María says in a calm voice.
Santana unclenches her jaw but throws an arm over Quinn's shoulders pulling her closer into her side, "I uh I'm sorry Grams, as I was saying Quinn hasn't fully accepted me yet because we're taking it slow." She tilts her head, "And as you can see my tempers worse than usual. Hell the only reason I didn't tear this two pinche cabróns from Glee was because I promised Quinn I'd behave."
María frowned at the girls, "What do you mean Quinn hasn't fully accepted you?"
Quinn blushes head her face in Santana's neck, "I uh will you see Santana's been in love with me since she first saw me. I on the other hand never thought that we as a couple was a possibility, I always figured it was a matter of time for her and Britts to get together."
María nods, "Okay I'm getting the picture, what else?"
Santana flushes, "Um god okay I woke up this morning and I…"
She looks at Quinn helpless, "Yeah okay Sanny woke up and um she had uh…"
"And then I uh well…"
Quinn sighs, "She had or has rather uh…"
"Oh for god sake Grams, Sanny woke up with a penis," Brittany say exasperated. "God stop being such big babies, Quinn it's not like you never seen one before and San I thought you were this big tough panther!"
María sits backed with her mouth hanging open, "Let me see if I got this straight, Quinn hasn't fully accepted you as her mate yet." The girls nodded, "Then this morning you woke up with a penis?" They nodded again, "What happened last night? Anything significant happened last night?"
Santana shrugged her shoulders causing the blonde to grunt dissatisfied, "Well we had our first date." she kisses the top of the blonde's head, "That's about it right Quinnie?"
Quinn rolls her eyes lifting her head, "You and Charlie did that sneak attack marking thing."
Santana grins sheepishly, "Not marking Grams, we just rubbed our scent on her."
The older Latina sits back the look of pure concentration on her face. The group stared at her waiting for her to speak. María smirks, "Well Sanny your temper is easily explained you and Charlie are over compensating with the fact that Quinn hasn't allowed you complete your bond."
Quinn swallows, she has a funny feeling what the answer might be but she asks anyway, "Uh 'complete' how, Grams?"
Her grin reminds everyone of Santana's, "I think you know Quinnie." Quinn confirmed her statement by blushing, "When you finally let her place her mark on her and consummate it then you'll be fully bonded. Until then their temper still will be on a hair trigger more so than usual."
Brittany smirks, "What about the fact that Sanny doesn't want anyone to touch Quinnie?"
Alex smirks, "Yeah Mami San nearly screwed Quinn into the floor after I hugged her."
Santana groans this time she's the one that hid her face in Quinn's shoulder, "Shut it you two!"
María chuckles, "That's easy to explain; just like their temper they will be more possessive until the mating is complete."
Quinn blushes she wishes that people will stop talking about her nonexistent sex life. "But Mom and Dad don't act like that with each other."
Manny shrugs, "That's because we're bonded. We have been for years and we have complete trust in that bond."
Alex smiles snuggling up to her husband, "He wasn't as bad as Santana but we did have a few problems early on in our relationship."
Manny looks down at his wife lovingly, "It wasn't until after we had Sanny that all of my temper problems and possessive issues went away."
María look at her granddaughter and her mate, "How much did they tell you about the mating process and bonding?"
Quinn shakes her head, "Not much Grams, I'm still getting used to everything. I only know what I heard or Sanny's told me."
Alex turn her head not wanting to meet her mother's disapproving stare, "Okay let me give you some history into the Sanchez-Lopez family and weres. The Sánchez- Lopez are descendants from the first weres from what our family lore says that the great Aztec GodCamaxtlialso known as Mixcoatl-Camaxtli. He was one of the four creator gods and a god of war and hunting. A great drought and famine swept the country killing crops and wildlife in turn the Aztec people started dying. The god tired of seeing his people die we called the bravest warriors from all his tribes and bestowed them with a gift to provide for their families. As he had them kneeling at his feet mixing his blood and their together with the blood of the fiercest predator in their lands.
"He called the shamans of their tribe to pray until the next full moon and if they pleased him with their gifts and sacrifices he would save them all. So every night the shamans and their peoples prayed and gave thanks in hopes to please their God. Then the night of the full moon came the warriors stood proud waiting for their gift once the moon was at the highest point. The first warrior Mixcoatl, named after his god and said to be the first in our line, begin to phase then the others followed. That night were panthers provided for all of the tribes' people.
"The legends tell us that the Gods further blissed our warriors by allowing to find their one true mate to live their life with. But of course some warriors not chosen for the gifts became jealous and petty, prayed to Tezcatlipoca or Titlacahuan as known as The Mirror That Smokes Anxiety and trouble follow in his wake. He is also known as, "He Whose Slaves We Are." He was the warrior god of the north and the god of sin and misery with an obsidian knife. He bestowed the traitors the gifts of the jaguar and still centuries later they are our enemies." She pauses collecting her thoughts, "Of course there is different telling's of our legends and how different species of weres came to be. I only know what is passed down by my ancestors."
Brittany sits back in awe, "Wow Grams I didn't know who awesome you guys really are. Did you hear that Sanny a God made you a pretty kitty, how cool is that?"
Santana hearing the story before wasn't as effected as the other two girls in the room, "It's pretty sweet Britts." She smiles at Quinn smug, "How does it feel to have a Aztec warrior for a girlfriend?"
Quinn rolls her eyes kissing Santana sweetly, "I have to admit it's pretty cool kitten, maybe you'll stop being a crybaby about things now."
Santana growls playfully tickling her sides, "Imma fierce warrior gifted by the Gods." Quinn bats her hands away shrieking loudly, "Admit it you love it princesa."
"Mooooommmmm help me," Quinn turns to her, her hazel eyes pleading.
Alex giggles reaching over and slapping Santana in the back of the head hard, "Down girl let the girl breath.
Santana stops pouting, "Fine whatever."
Quinn lies on the coach gasping for breath, "Yeah you look so fierce pouting like that Sanny." Santana grins shrugging her shoulders letting it go for now.
María shakes her head, "Can I continue or do you two want to play?" Santana winks at her bring Quinn to sit on her lap, "Thank you, okay so everyone knows that Manny was turned, no?" Quinn and Brittany nodded remembering hearing that once, "Okay he's an oddity among us because he was turned by someone that wasn't his mate. We as a species aren't like wolves who hunt humans for food or sport. Or vampires who just like to sire because they can't reproduce the normal way."
Brittany leans forward loving story time watches María mesmerized, "Panthers even normal ones are solitary creatures but unlike them we stay with our families. We just break apart raising families of our own when we reach a certain age. Until we find our mates we never sleep around, it's physically impossible for us to. " She smirks at Quinn, "Another way we're different from normal panthers, all weres mate for life."
Santana straightens up shaking her head slightly. She never wanted Quinn to find out about the next part. María to engrossed telling her story doesn't see Santana desperately trying to shut her up, "If for some reason our mates reject us, mainly it's when they're humans, we die slowly and painfully."
Quinn gasps her eyes starting to tear up, "Santana! You told me you'd be fine. That all you needed was to be close to me. Why did you lie?"
Santana's head hangs low, "I didn't want you to feel you have to be with me, not out of guilt. I need you to be with me because you love me as well." Quinn places a hand on her chin lifting her head up, "And I didn't want you to live with any guilt if you rejected me and Charlie."
Quinn bites her lips, "You stupid, stupid kitten. I get you were trying to protect me but never lie to me again. I need to know everything not just bits and pieces of the truth." Santana nods, "Say it out loud. I need to hear it."
Santana sighs, "I promise never to lie or keep things from you even if I think that it will hurt you. And FYI it wasn't a lie, it was without holding info. I can't lie to you just like I won't ever cheat on you ever."
Quinn slaps her arm, "Whatever just don't leave me in the dark about these things."
Shit I'm whipped already, she smirks. But I don't care I've always been whipped. She gives her a sicken loving smile and nods.
María smirks that would show her Sanny not to keep secrets, "Okay can I continue now?" Every one nods and Quinn settles back snuggling into Santana, "Alright another way we're different from normal panthers is that all weres mate for life. If our mate dies we follow after them." María frowns, "We don't live forever but we do age lower than a human unless our mate is human and wishes to remain so."
Alex grins up at her Mom, "I bet our blonde daughters can't guess how old you are Mami."
María smirks, "I'm not going to tell them either Alejandra."
Manny winks at Brittany, "She's actually over a century old."
Brittany giggles, "Wow Grams I love you but you're old."
María growls at her blonde granddaughter playfully moving like she was going to pounce on the taller girl, "I might be older preciosa but I'm still stronger than you."
Brittany giggles running to Alex and Manny to protect her. María winks before going on with her story, "Now that we all realize that I'm not old, I shall continue. Quinnie mi amor, I don't think you're being honest with yourself or Santana."
Quinn sits up losing the amused smile she was flashing at Brittany, "What do you mean Grams? I haven't lied about anything."
Santana growls at her grandmother in warning, María smiles serenely, "I didn't mean to imply that you're lying intentionally. Let me explain this a different way, Santana has gone in heat."
Santana mouth drops open and her face flushes, "But I um well that's not possible." She stutters out, "I've gone in heat before and I've never grew this." She points to her crotch.
"This is what I meant by Quinn not being honest with herself," María explains, "There has to be a significant shift in your relationship for this to happen. She's in love with both of your sides."
The smile on Santana's lit up the entire room. Charlie purred deep in her chest as Santana pulled Quinn in her arms, "Is this true Quinnie? Do you love me?"
Quinn buried her face in Santana's chest, "Ma…maybe I mean no. I mean yes, yes I do love you as more than my best friend. But this is all still too fast for me San I'm not ready for sex." She points to her crotch, "I'm definitely not ready for that right now."
Santana kisses the top of her head, "I'm not either Quinnie and even if I was I would never force you."
María clears her throat, "That may not be up to you San." She tells her in a gentle voice, "Charlie will be restless, more so than usual, now that you're in heat. She's going to want to claim her mate; it depends on much control you both have."
Santana shakes her head, "NO! No I would never do that to Quinn. I would never force this on her." she rubs her hands up and down Quinn's shivering back, "I don't care how much I much I want to finish the bonding, it ain't happening Grams." Charlie growled rattling her cage agreeing with her human, disgusted at the thought of forcing their mate into anything.
María smirks sitting back, "Well than this means something else entirely then." Santana huffs pulling Quinn on her lap calming herself down by rubbing her nose on Quinn's neck.
Alex cocks her head to the side she knows that tone of voice. Hell she lived with in for three thirds of a century, "What's going on in that head of yours mother?"
The older were shrugs innocently, "Nothing bad Ali calmate niña." Alex growls leaning back gesturing for her to continue, "Unlike today's society the ancient gods did not, does not view homosexuality as a sin. Yes same sex mates are few and far between the last recorded pairing in our family was in the late 17th century. Both men and weres," she pauses drawing in a deep breath waiting for Quinn to look at her. When the blonde does María smiles apologetically, "there's always a more dominate were in any pairing, the one that wasn't dominate developed something like our Sanny when he went in heat."
Santana looked up stopping her ministrations causing the blonde in her arms to grunt her displeasure, "But Grams males don't go in heat, right?" She pulls Quinn into her tighter when a thought flashes in her head, "No freaking way he had a…"
Alex jumps up furious, "Why the hell didn't you warn us Mami? We could've prepared Santana for the possibility, and maybe save her some embarrassment." She hisses at her mother baring her sharp canines.
Santana whimpers nuzzling Quinn's neck again, she wanted to jump up and show this two women who was really in charge. Charlie grinned as she meowed in agreement.
María chuckles not even a little afraid of her daughters display, "Sit down before you hurt yourself Ali. I didn't know until a year ago and I didn't tell anyone because I didn't want to freak Sanny out. And not mention the fact there was no guarantees that San and Charlie would be the more dominate ones. It could have happened to Quinn if she decided to turn, plus mija if I had known that Quinn agreed to give our Sanny the chance she deserves than I would have explained all that I learn." Her voice comes out in a roar, "Now sit down and remember who the leader of this family is."
Alex whimpers lowering her eyes and tilting her neck to show her submission, "Sorry mother." She sat on her husband's lap burrowing into him like Quinn was doing on Santana's lap.
Brittany frowns trying to make sense of this new information, "So the one with the penis is in charge?"
Manny chuckles nuzzling his wife's neck, "Not necessarily Britts, I think María is trying to say that's it's another gift from the gods." He smiles at the his other blonde daughter, "Santana's our only child therefore between her and Carlos the family line ends. This way Santana and Quinn can give us cubs."
María nods, "Correct Manny but you missed one more thing." She looks over to Santana smiling, "Santana will take over as head of the family when my time comes."
Santana snaps her head up, "Grams say what? Mom is next in line not me."
María shakes her head, "Nope you are jefe it shows through the amount of control you have over your cat. Normally when mated weres who haven't completed the bonding has one of the them goes into heat or if the human have their monthly cycle, the need to consummate is over whelming. Unless they have very good control they will complete the bonding."
Santana pulls a disgusted face again, "Rape?"
María shrugs helplessly, "In very few cases yes but in most the partner is playing hard to get and goes through with the bonding."
Alex looks at her daughter sheepishly, "Don't forget we are animals too, some like for their potential mates to prove that they can protect them and their cubs when they have them but if not the bonding is rejected."
Quinn looks up swallowing, "So if San didn't have amazing control she would try to force me?"
Alex shakes her head again, "Absolutely not, if it came to that we would send her to Mami for training."
Santana groans her head resting between Quinn's breast, "Thank god I only go in heat twice a year for a week because normal panthers stay in heat longer."
María nods, "Yes that is true."
Brittany frowns thinking hard, "So Sanny has a penis because when they finally have sexy times they can have babies that are completely theirs. Not like human lesbian couples that have use some guy's swimmers." She ticks off her fingers, "And Sanny takes over the family if something happens to Grams and Grandpa. Right?"
The adults in the room nod, "Okay so Sanny has awesome control because she's the real HBIC if not she would try and push Quinnie before she was ready." Once again everyone nods, "Okay she grew her penis now because Quinnie finally caught up and figured out she loves Sanny?"
Santana was having trouble wrapping her head around everything she learned, "But my control has always been good. I just thought it was because I found Quinn so early and it just grew stronger with time."
"Nope a weaker were would have bit and claimed Quinn by now probably tried to turned her as well," Manny tells her. "Just like the weakling that turned me but since I met your mother because of it I won't complain."
Quinn groans, "I think I'm getting a headache." She smiles when Santana leans up kissing her forehead softly, "Thank you baby. Would it be easier for San, if I stayed away until she has not in heat anymore?"
Santana whimpers tightening her hold, "No I need you here with me."
Quinn sighs kissing the top of her head, "I just want to make it easier on you."
Santana looks wearing a big goofy grin, "It would be harder to be away from you, Quinnie. Don't you feel the pull?" Quinn cocks her head to the side thinking, "Yesterday when you went to your house didn't it hurt to be away?"
Quinn nods, "Yes it did."
Alex jumps in, "That's because Charlie and Santana were calling for you to come back. In the first couple years you two won't be able to be apart for too long."
Santana smirks "Think of it as dying from dehydration or starvation slowly and painfully."
Quinn blinks crinkling her nose, "Very nice picture Sanny."
Santana chuckles, "But it's the truth I was always planning on following you wherever you went to college."
"My own personal stalker," Quinn teases.
Santana wears her patent scowl, "Shut it Blondie, I'm too cute to be a stalker."
Quinn grins, "Keep telling yourself that Satan. You've been stalking me since the day we met."
Santana growls stands up with Quinn in her arms. Quinn squeals, "Santana put me down!" Santana jogs with her outside and the pool comes into view, "You better not even think about it, Sanny!" she struggles in her steely grasps, "Put me down!"
Santana smirks devilishly, "Where do you want me to put you down?" She stops at the edge of the pool; she pretends to throw her, "In the pool?"
Quinn grabs a hold of her neck, "No not the pool, Santana!"
She moves her arms again, "Are you sure?"
"Stop baby please," she lowers her voice brushing her lips on the Latina's ear. "Please put me down."
Santana bites back a groan, feeling her new appendage start to stir. "What do I get if do," her voice raspy causing Quinn to shiver.
The blonde rubs her nose on Santana's neck leaving a trail of kisses, "I'll give you a kiss." Santana moans, "Or two." Kissing her way up to the Latina's pouty lips, "Or three."
Santana growls crashing her lips into Quinn's mouth. The blonde in her arms whimpered helplessly as her panther deepens the kiss, both were unaware of their surroundings. A pair of arms shove the oblivious couple into the water. The blonde barely has time to squeal when the water rushes up to over her head. Quinn kicks slightly panicked when a pair of strong tan arms circle her waist pulling up to the surface. Quinn coughs gasping for breath, when she could finally focus she sees a blonde at the edge of the pool laughing at them doubled over holding her sides.
"Brittany! You asshole," Quinn shouts holding onto Santana for dear life.
Brittany calms down still giggling, "Sorry Quinnie but you two looked like you needed to cool down a little bit."
Santana growls swimming with Quinn in her arms, "Aww Tana looks like a wet kitten," Randy snickers.
Santana narrows her eyes at the laughing sisters; she smirks helping Quinn up onto the ledge. Before Brittany or Randy could even blink the found themselves with water up their noses. Quinn laughs high fiving her girl, "Ha suck on that Pierce sisters."
Santana sits on the on the ledge her feet dangling in the water, smirking at the other two blondes, "Yup no one messes with my girl."
Quinn blushes prettily and leans over to peck Santana's lips, "Damn straight baby." She squeals again when someone tries to push her back in from behind, but Santana's strong arms keep her from falling. She looks over her shoulders and sees Carlos grinning mischievously it must be a Sánchez-Lopez thing.
Santana growls at him, ¿Por qué estás jugando con mi mujer, primo?"
Carlos glares back at her, "Porque te estás metiendo con la mía, jefe."
Santana straightens up eyeing thoughtfully, "Like Quinn's mine, primo?"
Carlos looks around nervously, "Yes, jefe like Quinnie's yours."
"How come you never said anything? We would have had you come and start school over here instead of being away for a year," Alex scolds him gently.
The smaller boy shrugs, "Because I wasn't sure what it all meant and I was kinda scared."
Santana nods understanding, "Will it's settled than, Randy guess what?"
The smallest blonde pouts on the ledge, "What Sanny?" She's still feeling put out from being tossed in the pool.
"Carlos will be moving here and go to school with you next year," Santana smiles.
Both kids smile at each other shyly but happy that they get to spend more time with each other. The adults stare at the younger were thoughtfully, she's taken to this being in charge thing a little too well. Santana on the other hand shrugs her shoulders unapologetically helping Quinn up so they can go change out of their wet clothes.
The couple leaves a wet trail behind them as they walk up to the Santana's room. Quinn walks into the en suite bathroom and sits heavily on the closed toilet seat.
Santana stands around nervously fidgeting with her shirt, "Are you okay with everything Quinnie? I know it's a lot to take in all at once. I planned on telling you everything but a little at a time."
Quinn smiles tiredly, "Yeah it's a lot to take in Sanny but I'm okay." She flushes looking away, "It's just that I didn't plan on telling I love you for the first time with our family in the room. I wanted to plan out a romantic date or something and tell you then."
Santana kneels next to her kissing her limp hands, "You can still do that, I would have no problem with a romantic evening with my girl." She smiles brilliantly, "But I can't say that I'm upset that Grams forced it out of you." She presses their joined hands up to her heart, "My heart feels full and complete for the first time ever, but like I said downstairs we can take as much time as you need. I waited years for you, I can wait a few months or years until you're ready to complete the bonding."
Quinn blushes to the tip of her toes when images of a hot sweaty and naked Santana hovering over her. And then it was replaced with the image of them creating their own children together. Santana growls when Quinn's arousal hits her nose, she crashes their lips together again. Quinn gasps than groans into the bruising kiss, their lips move together in synch.
Quinn lets out a whimpering moan when Santana lips her lips asking for entrances, which she was quickly granted. Santana hears Charlie in the back of her mind begging for them to mark her now too lay claim on their mate. Santana pulls away trying to calm her raging hormones, but she trips over her feet and falls on the edge of the bath tub. Pain explodes in her lower region and travels up her spine leaving the girl a whimpering mess.
Quinn sits next to the girl who was curled into a ball, "Oh my god Santana, are you okay?" The girl just whimpers holding on to her broken junk, "Oh course you're not okay, that was a stupid question." Santana looks up with tearful chocolate eyes, "Do you need anything? Some ice or something?"
Santana shakes her head whimpering, "Remind me to apologize to any guy I ever kneed in the junk. This shit hurts Quinnie."
Quinn bits back a chuckle as she leans over to kiss her sweaty forehead, "Why the hell did you move away so fast anyways?"
Santana glares at her weakly, "This shit ain't funny Q; it feels like someone's poking me with a fucking hot poker or something." She moves to stand up still cupping her bruised ego, "I was trying to pull away before I act like an ass again. I was trying to be chivalrous and shit but this is the thanks that I get with you laughing like some damn hyena."
Quinn coos at her adorable girlfriend, "Aww Sanny you're so sweet but next time just stop the kiss and try not to break yourself before we have our kids."
She blushes when she realizes what she just said, but Santana has a dreamy far away expression on her face, "You really want to have my cubs, I mean kid? How many?"
Quinn smiles wearing the same dreamy face, "I want a big family maybe 3 kids, one boy named Santiago who looks just like you and the other two will be girls."
Santana doesn't feel the pain anymore cuts in, "One girl will have your pretty blonde hair and hazel eyes and the other will be a mixture of us both."
Quinn nods pulling her knees up to her chin, "She'll be brunette with hazel eyes and my complexion or blonde with brown eyes and your pretty complexion."
Santana sits gingerly on the edge of the tub, "The boy will be older so he can protect his sisters, but I want another son and he'll be the baby of the family. And he'll look just like you this time; I like the thought of having a son with your eyes."
Quinn smiles getting up, "But not right now Sanny we have all the time in the world to have our family." She kisses Santana's temple softly, "You get out of your wet clothes and I'll find you something loose and comfy to wear. Since Columbus is a bust this weekend I say we go shopping and buy some boxers and looser pants." She walks out of the bathroom leaving a deliriously happy Santana behind her.
Santana still stuck in her dream world starts playing their whole life from finishing high school to going to college form when she proposes to the perfect wedding. And she sees the birth of their cubs, she sighs happily. Yup her life with Quinn will be perfect.
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