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Circle of Life // McBerrling Para
Who: Jeff Sterling, Mason McCarthy @unstoppablemase and Rachel Berry @peculiarberry ft. Aaron Purr
What: Jeff tells two of his best friends about Luna
When: November 23rd, afternoon
Where: Sterling’s Cabin
Notes: They’re cute and they cuddle
Jeff knew he had to tell the people closest to him about Luna, and he thought it was getting easier to tell each time, but it was still nerve wracking. He didn't know how people would react. They could be understanding like Blaine, but they easily could flip on him like Cullen, and Jeff hated going in without knowing which one he would get. After telling his parents, he figured Mason and Rachel should be the next ones to know about his dark secret. He could wait until he had a closer relationship with Luna and her mother, maybe even meet his daughter before, but their support would be very appreciated. And if they didn't want to stay friends with him because of this, the sooner they leave, the less it hurts, right? Bringing them up to his childhood room, Jeff was nervously fidgeting with his fingers as he told them to sit down on his bed, before closing the door behind him. Like a band aid. He just had to tell them straight forward and then work with their reactions. Jeff knew they would understand, or at least try to, but he was afraid of the possibility of losing two of the most important people in his life "So..." Jeff started, letting out a shaky breath "I want you two to meet someone," Jeff said as he reached for his phone and pulled up a picture of his daughter. He smiled fondly at it for a second before turning his phone to Mason and Rachel, letting them pick it up to see the picture from up close "Her name is Luna..." he bit his lip for a moment, bracing himself before admiring "She's my daughter."
RACHEL was a bit confused trying to figure out what it is that could be so serious that Jeff needed to bring them up to his room for privacy. She doesn't think anything had taken place since they'd been in Colorado and she's slightly worried, but Jeff seems okay, Cullen seems okay, and his parents seem okay. Rachel figures worrying about it won't do any good and he'll be telling them what is going on once they get upstairs so she focuses her attention on getting to his room and she quietly sits on his bed as he motions for it. Jeff starts off and she looks around the room not sure what he was getting on about, she definitely hadn't seen anyone come in, but then he's bringing his phone out and it begins to make a bit more sense. He hadn't meant a person in the flesh. Rachel takes the phone from him, looking down at the child on the screen. Her nose scrunches a little, still confused until he says it. This is his daughter...it doesn't really register right away but she's staring at the picture too intensely seeing some resemblance. "Jeff...She's beautiful. Why didn't you. I mean." She closes her eyes trying not to just react loudly like she's good at doing. "I-- thank you for telling us. I'm glad you trust us."
Mason sat on Jeff's bed beside Rachel, patting the other side of him so Aaron would jump up. The cat had been following him everywhere anyway. He wasn't sure why Jeff seemed to nervous, but he was trying to stay chill in the hopes the feeling would spread to everyone else. He definitely wasn't expecting what came next though. He leaned over Rachel's shoulder and stared at the phone in disbelief. "Wait... what?"
Jeff waited nervously for some sort of reaction, wishing he could pick up Aaron right now instead. He was a good stress reliever, and at least he would protect him from anything, even if it was just yelling. He knew it was a lot to take in, sometimes Jeff didn't even believe himself, but it was true. Luna was his and only a blind man could think otherwise. Jeff was ready to start spitting out his usual explanation, just so they could understand, but Rachel's calmness left him speechless. He really wasn't expecting that, and that stopped him on his tracks. As she said Luna was beautiful, Jeff couldn't help but smile and agree "Yeah, she is, isn't she?" he reached forward and swiped to show another of the many pictures he had saved. As Mason looked confused, Jeff sighed "She's my daughter," he said again "I know it's a lot, and I'm sorry, but you two are important to me and I want you to know about this."
Rachel: "She really is." Rachel nods, still feeling rather confused. There was no way this little girl was actively in his life right? They would have caught wind of it sooner or seen him around her. Between her and Mason she thinks they take up a lot of his time so there was no way he knew about this before now, right? Rachel looks to Mason quietly, reaching for his hand, seeing the confusion all over his face. She can't stare at him for long though because Jeff is showing another picture and she really is so adorable. "She's like Aaron." Rachel gushes, before growing serious again. "Where is she? I mean you haven't..you haven't been a part time dad and we just didn't know it right?"
Mason looked over at Rachel, even more confused. "Aaron's a cat?" he said before seeing the picture and smiling a little. "Oh." She really was adorable. "She's beautiful, Jeff, but... I don't understand. When did this happen? Did you just find out about her? Sorry... I have a lot of questions."
Jeff nodded. Of course they were confused, it was a pretty confusing situation. He was glad they weren't freaking out on him, though, it made talking and explaining much easier, as Jeff didn't have to scramble for an answer. "No, I'm not being a part time dad.. That's the thing," he started there. Okay, if they didn't completely freak out with the first bomb, they probably wouldn't flip on this one too... hopefully "She just turned four so.. I was fifteen when it happened," he sighed softly, brushing his hair away from his face "And I fucked up.. Said I didn't want anything to do with it. Her mom lives in Spain, across the ocean, so I thought I'd never had to think about it again..." he looked down at the picture "Then I came across one of her pictures and I just.... I just can't pretend anymore. She looks exactly like me, I can't turn my back on her."
Rachel: tries not to let the sound leave her as she gasps a little. Fifteen was really young, gosh 19 was really young thinking of Lily's prior situation. She can't imagine being able to deal with something so big much better. "Oh Jeff...but you've changed your mind. You're older now and you can be responsible and think more rational then a little Jeff could have! Are you...I mean you've talked with the mom? Have you met her? What are your next steps? Can we do anything?"
Mason felt his eyes widen even more with all the new information. He was still trying to figure out how to kiss when he was fifteen. He laid a hand on Rachel's arm. He was surprised Jeff's head hadn't exploded yet between the two of them and all their questions. "I mean... what Rachel said," he finally contributed pathetically. He wasn't sure he could come up with any other words right now.
Jeff thought that questions was a good sign. If they're asking questions, at least they weren't yelling at him and saying what a horrible person he was, so Jeff let himself feel secure enough to open up without getting defensive. These were his friends, and Blaine was right, they'd understand. He looked between Rachel and Mason, who were obviously confused. He climbed on his bed so he would be closer to them, gently petting Aaron's head as he came to curl up next to him. Where could he start "Yeah, I recently got in contact with the mother.." that was a good start, that's where he was right now "She called me every nasty name in existence, as she should, but we're talking and she told me she might let me see Luna, if the talks go alright," he gave them a tiny, hopeful smile. He really wanted to meet her, face to face, and hug her for all those years he didn't. "I know this is a lot, but I hope it doesn't change what you guys think of me. I've made a lot of mistakes, but I'm trying to fix them, to be who everyone thinks I already am."
Rachel: smiles softly at Jeff as he comes up to his bed. He's not totally shutting down so that's a good sign. It was easy to do when revealing something so rough. She leans into Mason a bit as she takes in all Jeff is saying, nodding along to show she's paying attention. "So there is hope then? That's really great. I know you'll be able to fix this...because you want to. That's very clear." Her face falls a little at the last of his words, shaking her head quickly. "I think you're still that person Jeff and the way you're deciding to deal with this and like you said fix the mistakes you've made, it only enforces that. I'm sure there are plenty of people who just wouldn't bother."
Mason had never been super great with words. He spoke a lot of them, but he never considered himself good at the ones that mattered. Most of it was just chatter. Comfort he knew about though. He knew what helped him more than any words ever could have. So he moved over on the bed and sat beside Jeff, hooking their arms together, and he laid his head on his friend's shoulder. "This isn't going to change anything between us," he promised. "You're a father, but you're still Jeff. Just like I'm crazy, but I'm still Mason," he added with a laugh.
Jeff wanted to say more. Wanted to tell them he's an awful guy, that he only reached out because he happened to come across a picture of Luna, but he stop himself. He has a bad habit of thinking of the worst possible outcome, and when it doesn't happen, it's like he tries to get it, but this time he doesn't say anything. Jeff simply nods, leaning into Mason as he sits closer and links their arms together, reaching with his free hand to clean the couple of tears that managed to escape. "Thank you, guys.." he said quietly, motioning for Rachel to come closer, too. "I'm really thankful for having you two in my life..." It was Thanksgiving, so it was fitting "Thank you for not thinking I'm a horrible human being, even if I feel like one."
Rachel: just watches Jeff and Mason in awe really, their relationship was heart warming and though she can't see them responding to what Jeff says in any other way, she's glad that they could still do this. It's easy for her to join their closeness when Jeff motions for it, doing her best to wrap an arm around both of them. "We don't need to label, do we? I think we're just us and we're here and we're doing the right things." She shrugs, "I'm thankful for you too Jeff and I'm thankful you could share with us and you're definitely not horrible. I wish you didn't feel that way." She kisses his cheek.
Mason reached his hand out to brush over Rachel's hair when she moved to cuddle with them. "No one in this room is free from making some pretty big mistakes. None of us are horrible people, even if we've all felt that way at one point or another," he pointed out. "The important thing is we're all trying our best. And we've got each other to be there and hold us up when one's feeling more horrible than usual. We're here for you and we're not going anywhere." He squeezed Jeff's hand with his own and reached out to find Rachel's with the other one, forming a little circle between them.
Jeff nodded softly. Mason was right, it was just like Blaine told him, he made some mistakes but he owning up to them and trying to fix them. That's what matters "Just wanted to make everyone proud of me, but I ended up making it worse. I'm fixing it, though, and I'm glad I have you two by my side" Jeff gave them a little tiny smile, squeezing Mason's hand back "I love you, guys," he let out a breath and wrapped his arms around the two of them, hugging them close, glad that after admitting his biggest secret, he could still do this "Thank you."
Rachel: can only manage a small nod in agreeance to Mason’s words. He’s right and they were there for each other, always. She smiles a little as he pets her hair and it grows when he takes her hand. They are all connected and it really adds to the moment and how close they really are. “I know I’m still proud of you, maybe even more so.” Rachel says honestly, “but I love you too. A lot.”
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Partners?! I don’t think so. || @Hanchel
Nem mesmo o tempo frio parecia querer dar uma trégua para o primeiro dia de trabalho de Jihan, que mesmo acostumada com o inverno de NY, lhe pegou desprevenida com seus míseros oito graus logo às sete e meia da manhã, fazendo com que a coreana buscasse o abrigo de uma cafeteria quentinha antes de continuar sua viagem de carro até a delegacia, onde seria seu mais novo local de trabalho. Mudar-se para Boston quando já estava tão acostumada com NY ainda era um tanto curioso para si, uma vez que Jihan não havia feito muito esforço para interagir naquele pequeno período de tempo desde sua chegada à cidade. Culparia o natal, é claro, já que tal data ainda era um tanto triste e nostálgica para si por sentir tanta a falta de sua família em Yeosu. Estranhamente, ainda era pouco tempo, mas havia um clima interessante e acolhedor em Boston, bem mais do que New York.
A rápida parada para aquecer suas mãos e comprar um café fora o suficiente para revigorar suas forças, seguindo novamente para o seu carro onde pode continuar uma viagem não tão longa até a delegacia, completamente guiada por seu mais novo GPS, item de extrema necessidade para Jihan em uma cidade tão grande como Boston. A mulher mostrou seu distintivo temporário para conseguir guardar seu veículo no estacionamento da Delegacia, tomando coragem para finalizar seu café e descer do carro em ordem de enfrentar mais um recomeço, este sendo um tanto pior por ser justo no sábado, um dia o qual Jihan gostaria muito de chamar de inútil.
- Bom dia! Jihan Ahn. Detetive Sênior e recém transferida. Gostaria de ver o Capitão John Greland, por favor. - Jihan ofereceu seu melhor sorriso para a secretária, brincando com seu distintivo temporário ente seus dígitos. A gentileza da americana veio logo em seguida como sempre, pedindo um momento para a detetive antes de levantar-se, dando à coreana uma bela visão a qual esta não lhe negou a olhada.
Talvez trabalhar ali não seria tão ruim afinal de contas.
“Detetive Ahn, o Capitão Greland está lhe esperando no primeiro andar.” A voz veio tímida, porém melodiosa aos ouvidos de Jihan. “É só subir as escadas, primeira sala à esquerda.” A morena piscou em um agradecimento mudo, recado que foi entendido pela outra que prontamente corou, deixando a coreana satisfeita conforme seguia até o local onde lhe era indicado. O primeiro andar era completamente diferente do térreo, era um tanto mais movimentado e havia várias repartições, salas e mesas onde nem todas eram ocupadas, o que Jihan imaginou ser pelo fato de que era sábado e nem mesmo ela sabia o que estava fazendo ali. Não observou seu novo local de trabalho por muito tempo, apenas adentrou a sala indicada onde um homem de poucos fios brancos, óculos e uma expressão nem um pouco séria lhe apertou a mão, Jihan deduzindo ser o chefe de sua divisão.
“Detetive Ahn, é um prazer recebe-la na nossa divisão. Deixe-me te apresentar sua nova parceira.”
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TAGGING: Rachel Berry and Santana Lopez
LOCATION: Lima, Ohio; Rachel’s bedroom.
TIMEFRAME: March 5th, late at night.
DESCRIPTION: Santana asks to spend the night at Rachel’s after finding out that she’ll be home alone. Unexpected passion stirs when they wake up. NSFW
Rachel hummed from being awoken so affectionately. Only partly registering what was going on, she tightened her grip on her girlfriend’s hand as her eyes fluttered open. She was surprised to see Santana smiling back down at her, and when she realized that it was a kiss that had woken her up, she shyly smiled back. Rachel’s eyes were red and puffy from a another night of crying as they stared up at Santana adoringly. “Hey,” she rasped sleepily.
Santana suddenly felt really bad for their fight that made them both cry their eyes out. The thought of Rachel crying only made her eyes sting and she brushed her hair behind her ear, her voice raspy but full with concern “Hey, you.” This time, far more affectionately than ever, she leaned back in to kiss the girl more firmly, wanting to just make her feel better.
Rachel felt like her heart was exploding when she felt soft fingertips brush against the shell of her ear, even more so when she was met with a firm kiss, one she eagerly returned. Rachel pulled back hardly an inch to murmur, “How did you sleep?” All of her wanted to surge forward and kiss her senseless, but she wasn’t positive that Santana would be comfortable with that after the fight they had.
Santana whimpered when Rachel pulled back a little. They should be talking right now, but she was too used to kissing the girl and she hadn’t done enough of that the past couple of days, so without responding she crashed their lips more eagerly now, as her hand rested on the back of her neck.
Rachel whimpered at the unexpected kiss and gripped tightly onto the fabric of Santana’s top. She kissed her back immediately but decided to let Santana determine the pace, despite being seconds away from kissing her hard and desperate. Rachel smoothed her hand affectionately up along the back of her girlfriend’s neck to sink her fingers into her dark hair.
Santana was heating up her pace, she missed their sensual and heated make out sessions that always resorted into something more. She hummed needly against Rachel’s lips and slowly slid her thigh between Rachel’s legs, sensually creating more friction as she sucked on Rachel’s lower lip before nipping it.
Rachel moaned openly and wrapped her arms around her girlfriend. She had missed this, all of this, and she whimpered when Santana pressed her thigh between her legs. Her body began to heat up quickly and Rachel couldn’t hold back anymore, her own kisses turning needy and desperate, eyes shut tight.
Santana grew more needy as she pushed Rachel on her back and hovered her, never stopping her kissing pace. Even if there was still tension between them, she couldn’t deny how much she felt for the girl, how much she needed her touch. She began on kissing along her jawline, and then her neck, licking the soft skin there after kissing it, and then biting a bit too roughly than she intended to.
Rachel felt her heart beat rapidly in her chest as Santana pushed her back, and her hands slid underneath the girl’s top to smooth along the soft skin of her back. She whimpered loudly at Santana’s hot kisses and moaned with a gasp at the rough bite. That would surely leave a definite mark and the thought of being owned by her girlfriend set Rachel’s body on fire.
Santana pushed her thigh against Rachel’s center as she heard her moans, reflecting them herself, unable to stop herself from being a little rough and eager, she slid her palm under Rachel’s shirt, feeling her up as she licked and kissed her way to her ear, murmuring hotly against it “God, I missed you.”
Rachel arched up against Santana’s hand with a breathy moan as her fingernails scratched down along Santana’s back. Her hips rolled up in need and she nodded breathlessly, “Jesus, me too,” Rachel lifted one of her hands to grip the back of her girlfriend’s head in order to kiss her hard.
Santana started rocking her body down to the brunette. She missed Rachel like this, and even though they weren’t on best terms, at least they shared this common passion about each other. Santana felt Rachel’s fingers in her hair and moaned as she trailed kisses to Rachel’s lips and then kissed her hard, as if she was reminding her that she owns her.
Rachel felt her body melt back into the mattress. Santana always knew exactly where to touch her, and she let out a low moan at the girl’s possessive kiss. She had been so foolish, thinking that Santana didn’t truly love her. Rachel prayed that it hadn’t gone away because of their fight, but she pushed her worries away as she lost herself in the moment.
Santana ’s hand scratched and trailed to Rachel’s breast, squeezing it with a moan. She loved Rachel’s body, every inch of it. It was unreal for her how the girl doubted her love at all, when she was showing it so passionately. She went back to kissing her neck, biting occasionally. Panting now, the latina’s other hand slid to the waistband of Rachel’s pants.
Rachel ’s breath hitched when she felt Santana’s hand slip into her pajama pants and she whined, stammering desperately, “Please, baby,” she gripped at her girlfriend as her body writhed. Rachel panties were ruined, she had missed being passionate with Santana like this.
Santana ’s fingers slid under Rachel’s panties only to be met with such wetness, and she released a shaky whimper “Dios, you’re soaked, Rachel.” Her fingers started circling and teasing Rachel’s clit, feeling her own panties being ruined, currently having her face buried in Rachel’s neck, voicing little whimpers.
Rachel moaned loudly, her head falling back onto her pillow as her hips rolled at a steady pace. Santana’s words made her body shudder and she already felt so close. Rachel’s body needed this even though she was a little shy to admit that she greatly missed having sex with her girlfriend. Her whole frame began to tremble as she let out little needy whimpers into Santana’s ear.
Santana was speeding up and then slowing down her pace as she teased Rachel’s clit, supporting herself on her elbow she raised her head to look at the girl, memorizing this moment, despite the tension in their relationship at the moment, she still loved the girl and this, what they were doing right now, was a great reminder of just how much.
Rachel was gripping tightly to Santana’s top and whined as the girl began to tease her. It only made her more desperate, and when she opened her eyes to beg, she found herself staring up into Santana’s, and her heart flipped. There was an affectionate familiarity in her girlfriend’s gaze that made her eyes sting, and through her whimpers Rachel lifted her head to kiss Santana softly. She couldn’t help herself from murmuring, praying that it wouldn’t ruin the mood, “I love you.”
Santana kept on teasing the girl further, seeing how good it was making her feel, but not helping herself she kissed the girl back a bit too forcefully and passionately, moaning when she pulled away, her eyes still closed as she slipped a finger inside Rachel and began on fucking her, murmuring in the heat of the moment without thinking “I love you so much.”
Rachel felt so close now after hearing Santana’s soft words, even closer when she started fucking her, and her whimpers grew much louder. She was relieved that they were home alone because she hadn’t been this vocal in a long time. Rachel buried her face against Santana’s neck, her body trembling, and she begged breathlessly, “Fuck, please, I’m gonna…”
Santana heard Rachel’s pleading and plunged a second finger and started pumping in and out with more speed. Her own panties beyond ruined, she couldn’t help but place a firm kiss on Rachel’s lips before kissing along her chin and jawline to her neck, kissing and biting there, going as fast as she could, beginning to pant herself.
Rachel writhed and arched upward, and the sensations of Santana’s lips and her slender fingers moving so fast inside her made her come hard. A loud moan of Santana’s name fell from Rachel’s lips, and her whole body shook heavily, her nails scratching harshly down the girl’s back. It took a while for Rachel to come down from such a high, panting.
Santana rode out Rachel’s orgasm, slowing her fingers until finally pulling them out of Rachel and licking them clean, still watching the girl struggle to breath under her, a new wave of exhaustion took over the latina as she laid down next to Rachel, not saying anything.
Rachel found it difficult to catch her breath, but once she did she rolled over to face the brunette beside her. About to part her lips to ask how Santana wants her right now, Rachel realized a very familiar, tired look cross the latina’s face and she bit her lip. Would it be inappropriate to ask? She swallowed and hoped that it wouldn’t piss her off, “You look…tired,” she placed her hand hesitantly on Santana’s tummy, “Are you…?”
Santana looked at her girlfriend very warmly and fondly, furrowing her eyebrows, not understanding at first what her girlfriend was asking, before her mouth open as she caught up on her hint, her hips rolled as she lowly responded “Oh, no. No, I’m not. Yet.” Santana took Rachel’s hand in hers, smiling again, her eyes screaming how needy she was at that moment.
Rachel smiled darkly at Santana’s response and affectionately kissed the girl’s knuckles before moving further down the bed. Without any warning, she pulled down Santana’s bottom in one swift movement, tossing them to the floor before moaning at how wet the girl was. “God…” she breathed, running her palms up along Santana’s smooth legs before moving to lay between them, pressing her lips softly to the inside of the girl’s thighs.
Santana obediently helped Rachel took off her pj pants along with her panties, keeping her eyes on her as she caught up on what the girl was gonna do and slammed her head back onto the pillow with a loud groan. She loved how passionate Rachel was, how loving she was. Santana tangled her fingers in the girl’s hair, swiping some of it on her side, begging “Please…”
Rachel heard Santana’s soft plead and it was all she needed to hear. Immediately, Rachel flattened her tongue against Santana’s center and licked slowly up along it. After that, she got lost in the taste of her girlfriend and began to kiss and lick everywhere, sucking occasionally right where she knew Santana needed it before going back to kissing and licking. Rachel moaned lowly against her, always having loved pleasuring Santana like this, and hummed at the feeling of Santana’s fingers tangled in her hair.
Santana fisted the sheet as her girlfriend began on licking her. She always loved it when Rachel did that, it made her shake, like she was right now. Her hips were unstable as she closed her eyes, panting, her whole body arching up as her toes curled, knowing she was on the edge, she pleaded between shaky breaths, gripping the sheet tightly, “B-Baby, please.”
Rachel nearly growled at how sensual and sexy Santana sounded when she begged and panted. Not wanting to tease her anymore, Rachel began to suck hard on the girl’s clit, swirling her tongue rapidly, gripping at Santana’s hips to pull her even closer. She loved making her girlfriend come like this; it set her body on fire.
Santana ’s whole body began to shake as she came against Rachel’s tongue. The thought of it only making her body arch up, moaning out loud, almost screaming the girl’s name as the waves of pleasure took over her. She couldn’t deny how much she loved Rachel, and as she was calming down from her high, the whole being mad at each other thing escaped her completely.
Rachel shuddered when she heard Santana nearly scream her name in pleasure. After a few moments, she placed a small kiss there, nuzzling the side of Santana’s knee affectionately before sliding up to lay beside the brunette. She licked her lips, her body tired from exertion, and rolled over to sheepishly gaze at Santana with a shy little smile.
Santana rolled onto her side to face her girlfriend, still trying to breathe normally she reached out and swiped a hair behind Rachel’s ear, gazing up at her with such affection and pure love.
Rachel blushed underneath the loving gaze of her girlfriend and reached out to cup the side of Santana’s face softly, brushing her thumb along her cheek. She loved the girl so much that it felt as if her heart was exploding in this quiet moment between the two of them. Rachel licked her lips before placing the lightest kiss to Santana’s lips before nuzzling her nose against the girl’s cheek.
Santana threw her leg over the girl as she protectively wrapped her arm around her middle. Murmuring, “Rest, baby,” not helping herself she kissed the girl’s hair and quietly added “I love you.”
Rachel hummed happily when Santana wrapped herself around her and she eagerly snuggled against her, feeling pleasantly warm and loved, “I love you too, San,” she yawned sweetly, pressing a kiss to her shoulder before falling asleep almost immediately, feeling comfortable for the first time in days.
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Stretch // Jeff&Rachel Para
Who: Jeff Sterling and Rachel Berry @peculiarberry
What: Jeff and Rachel stretch and talk before class
When: August 11th
Where: Studio 8
Notes: -
Rachel walks into the dance studio and her eyes immediately dart around the room to find Jeff. She knows it is good for them to branch off and partner up with other people, but she really enjoys Jeff, and thinks they have a lot of chemistry. When she spots him, she walks over to him, hugging him from behind. "Wanna warm up together?" Sadly, they hadn't had to pair up for any partner dances, but Rachel isn't all that surprised considering it is their first week back, she just hopes she won't have to separate from Jeff too often.
Jeff was stretching his arms over his head when he was suddenly hugged from behind, arms wrapped around his waist. "Hey there. I was wondering if you had forgotten about this class," he looked behind him with a smile before bending at the waist so he could raise Rachel's feet from the floor from that position. It wasn't like he didn't know anyone else in this class, but he just enjoyed Rachel's company much more. Finally standing up and turning around, he nodded "Yup, but go easy on me, I might rip something if you try to push me to a split," he joked before motioning behind him "My bag is back there, if you want to drop yours."
Rachel gasps at him, "When have I ever forgotten about a class in my life. I'm offended you would even think that!" She giggles happily when he lifts her up off the floor. "We have got to work on your splits though, maybe later, not with everyone else around?" She raises an eyebrow, happily going to drop her bag next to his. "I've been feeling pretty tense today so I definitely need to stretch. I don't want our professor to yell at me too bad." She knows she isn't the best dance but she enjoys dancing and for the most part takes to direction well, she also has Jeff on her side, who makes dancing so much better. "Did you do anything fun last night? It was thirst Thursday after all."
Jeff grinned playfully "I know, just messing with you. I'd be worried if you did skip one," he pointed out before whining softly "They're not so bad, but I confess I didn't work on them most of the summer. I could impress the boys with only my abs, didn't need to pull the splits," he joked playfully.Truth was, Jeff just didn't find time to practice. Between spending time with his family, that he hadn't seen in forever, he had little time to focus on the little things. He knows with Rachel around now, she'll push him to get to his usual fitness. "Yeah, I was a good person and didn't get wasted," he laughed, sitting down and stretching out one leg "I just went out with a couple of friends, nothing much. Was in bed by midnight."
Rachel "Same goes to you mister." She waggles her finger at him, laughing. How could someone be so funny? He really does lighten up her life. "Well, we'll get you able to impress the guys with many things, not just your nice abs." She goes down into the splits, to stretch herself out a bit, making sure to lean forward as far as she could. "Well, that is very responsible of you, but I'm not all that surprised. I had Marley come over and we watched Grease and had a sing along, which was a lot of fun."
Jeff laughed "Don't worry, I won't leave you alone unless I am bed ridden," he promised, before chuckling "Yes, can't show off the abs here, it's cold." Jeff playfully pushed Rachel to side as she got down into the splits next to him "Showoff," he scoffed dramatically. While everyone around them was nice, there was a just competitive vibe around them, but with Rachel, it was different. Maybe it was because both of them were just Dance minors and weren't trying to make it as dancers, but with Rachel he could focus on being his best without stressing out. If they always managed to get good grades, well... they were just that good naturally.
Rachel smiles softly at him, feeling reassured. "Good. I don't think I could handle a class without you." A pout forms on her lip as she rolls her eyes. "I do like showing off. It is probably one of my best talents." She lifts herself up out of the splits and stretches both legs out, "Do the same. I have an idea!" She wiggles her eyebrows at him, "Do you trust me, Jeffy?"
Jeff wasn't fond on skipping. He is sure he never skipped a class, specially a dance class, unless he was really sick, which didn't happen often, so Rachel had nothing to worry about. Jeff chuckled "Oh, I know. But if you got it, flaunt it," he looked up at her and raised a brow "Not with that eyebrow wiggle..." still, he slowly spread his legs and did his best, which wasn't so bad, but he still had to lean on his hands a bit. Give it a couple of weeks "This is a far as it goes."
Rachel reaches for his hands happily, and laces their fingers as their feet touched. "Okay, I'm going to let you stay in this position for a little bit so I don't make you rip your pants." She jokes, "But when you're ready I'm gonna pull you forward so you can stretch out, just tell me when you are ready." She wiggles her hips a bit and motions for him to do the same. "We should do a yoga class together!"
Jeff chuckled as he realised what she was doing, squeezing her hands back. He took a deep breath and nodded, preparing for the hamstring stretch as he wiggled his hips as well, feeling the burn "As long as it's not those boring yoga classes you barely do anything, count me it, I probably need it." he agreed before nodding "Go ahead, I'm ready."
Rachel "I'm far too restless for that. I can see the benefits from meditation but I couldn't do it for a whole hour. We'll have to check out what is available, there is all types of yoga now a days." She giggles as he prepares himself, but with his reassurance, she slowly begins to pull him forward. She feels the stretch in her own body and she's happy that they able to do this stuff together. "More? Or do you want to switch for now?"
Jeff nodded "The only meditation I am down for is sleeping. I'm great at that," he chuckled "We should do hot yoga. There might be some cute guys around, for you and for me," he said before starting to lean forward as she pulled him "See, I don't remember this being so hard," he let out a shaky laugh, before slowly leaning back and helping Rachel stretch. Leaning back was easier on his hamstrings, but he could still feel the stretch.
Rachel "Hmmm, that would be quite nice wouldn't it. We could go on double dates and then eventually have a joint wedding," She jokes, biting her lip as she stretches forward, she's pretty flexible but there is a slight burn. "Do you have a class after this?" She looks up a bit, before going back down to try and touch her chest to the floor. "We could do lunch or something, if you wanted."
Jeff couldn't help but chuckle "Let's be honest, would you share the spotlight in your own wedding?" he questioned with a raised brow as he helped her stretch as much as she could. "I have a free period after, then my human behaviour class." he said before humming "Yeah, I am starving, we can grab a bite," he said as it was his time to stretch, this time being able to go a bit lower, not pulling so much on his hamstrings. "You have classes this afternoon?"
Rachel "Who am I kidding. I absolutely would not share the spotlight on my day. I don't even know if I'm okay with sharing a face with someone." She of course loves her sister but they'd never been all that close and she isn't sure they ever will be. "Great. I'm pretty hungry myself and I'm sure it will only get worse once class starts." If she's being completely honest with herself she knows she is so hungry because she hadn't been eating all that much, it's what happens when she has so much energy. "Hey, that's better, trying going even lower!" She tries to be encouraging. "I have a class this evening but have a few hour break after this one."
Jeff smiled softly "Well, you can't change that. Unless you get so much surgery you look more robot like than human like... Please don't do that." Jeff chuckled softly. To be honest, he never heard Rachel talk much about her sister, which seemed weird, since they were twins, but he never wanted to pry. "Shhhh, give me a moment," he chuckled, touching his forehead against the floor before trying to actually straighten his back and do a proper split, before slowly sitting up "I'm done after 3. Early weekend for this guy."
Rachel scrunches her nose at him, "No surgery for me." She says seriously, grinning as he goes into a full split. "Now, if you do that three times a day you'll be so comfortable in the position you will just always be in a split. You could even do a shirtless split so you show off your abs too!" She's happy he is willing to get something to eat with her and she looks to him as their teacher walks in. Rachel pulls him along to the bar for the lead stretches, but knows they probably won't be standing together much longer.
Jeff nodded "Good, because you look great like this." said honestly, smiling as he finally got into the full split "I know, I have to get back into dancing mode. That includes training the splits. Thought I'm not sure I should do that in front of my roommate, so I'm taking it to the gym," he said conversionally before chuckling "Give me two weeks until I master them again and I'll start showing off during class," he promised with a wink before looking up at the teacher, taking Rachel's hand and following her to the bars, standing behind her.
Rachel The teacher leads them through some stretches, before having them pair off into small groups, Rachel pouting when she has to leave Jeff's side. She knows it is silly and she ends up enjoying the task they had to perform in their little groups. When the class is over Rachel quickly makes her way back to Jeff. "Do you wanna go shower first or just change? I just know I'm very hungry."
Jeff finds those next stretches more easy to do, as he's used to warming up before he hits the gym, and he actually enjoys the relaxation it brings. When they are separated, Jeff playfully blows Rachel a kiss before focusing on the task they had in hand. It would be much more fun if he had Rachel in the group, but he still does his best with what he has. He can't always get what he wants or work with who he wants. After the class, Jeff picked up his bag and picked up Rachel's to give to her as well "I mean.. I don't stink." he raised his arm and sniffed for a second "And I'm hungry, so I guess food over showers," he chuckled, reaching into his bag and taking his deodorant and quickly spraying under his armpits "There. You want some? It has a neutral smell, none of that Axe shit.""
Rachel "You are so gross!" She teases, sniffing the air, she can smell sweat but it isn't them, so she feels comfortable skipping out on the shower too. She happily takes his deodorant and sprays some on herself before linking arms with him. "I have the best place to go, c'mon!"
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Bootleg // Jeff&Rachel Para
Who: Jeff Sterling and Rachel Berry @peculiarberry
What: Jeff and Rachel watch Carrie:The Musical
When: August 8th
Where: Rachel’s dorm room
Notes: Rachel fangirling over musical theater and Jeff making jokes at inappropriate times.
Rachel is excited to be getting together with Jeff. They met each other in a dance assignment last school year and she likes to think they have a pretty decent friendship. Decent enough that he's willing to watch a not so popular Broadway show with her, that she had watched too many times in the last few days. She tidy's up her room a bit and is happy when the knock on the door brings her out of her thoughts. She swings the door open and hugs him tightly. "Come in. I have it all set up on my tv we just have to press play!"
Jeff wasn't a big fan of musics, specially unknown ones, but he figured it would be fun to see Carrie with Rachel. It's not like he had much to do before his next class, and who knew when would be the next time he would have time to sit down and hang out with her without feeling guilty about being procrastinating? He made his way to her room knocking on the door as he balanced the two smoothies on one hand "Hey!" he smiled widely as she opened the door, wrapping his arms around her for a moment, before getting inside "A TV? Why didn't I think of bringing one?" he shook his head to himself and handed Rachel her smoothie before dropping his sports bag on the floor by her bed "Strawberry banana for the lady."
Rachel takes the smoothie happily, "You are always welcome to come and use mine. But you have a laptop so you can at least stream things on that!" She knows she isn't feeling tired yet because it is only the first day of classes. She knows the stress will come sooner than she thinks anyone thinks. "So how is everything going? Are you excited that classes have started back up? I saw the final product of the box castle...I hope they take pity and decide to keep it up." She takes a sip of the smoothie before motioning for her bed. "You can take a seat up there or in my desk chair, your choice. You're my guest." She says with a wink.
Jeff kicked off his shoes and picked up his blueberry smoothie, taking a sip as he looked at the tv "Okay, but a TV is such a better idea. That way I could have proper movie nights," he pointed out. Jeff hummed "Be My Guest" from Beauty and the Beast as he climbed on the bed, resting his back against the wall and crossing his legs "It's already half way destroyed, I walked past it this morning. But hey, at least most of the picking up will be there." he motioned for Rachel to sit down next to him "Only had one class yet, Tuesday morning is a slow one for me, but I'm excited. I love being home, but I guess I missed university environment," he took another sip "And you? More excited to be done with unpacking or with classes?"
Rachel "Do you have one you could pick up? I just like watching things on a bigger screen which is why I brought mine from home." She shrugs, as she takes his offer to sit down next to him. "That's really disappointing. It was a fun idea for sure and it really looked nice." She pouts a little, still casually taking sips of her smoothie. She's so happy Jeff had the idea to grab one for her. "I'm definitely way more excited for classes. I love being busy and feeling like I'm actually doing something important." She isn't sure if that makes much sense, but it does to her. "I think we have dance together tomorrow? Are you going to join dance club this semester? I'm still thinking about it."
Jeff shrugged "I could just go buy one, but that's too much work. I'm fine with my laptop, I guess if I need a TV I'll just come here and borrow it from you?" he playfully batted his eyelashes at her before sighing dramatically "I know, it was just so fun to build it. We could paint it the school colours and it could be a cool place to chill with friends, but oh well. At least I managed to sneak off before having to clean up," he chuckled. "Yeah, I think so.. Is it Jazz class? I think I have Jazz this semester, I'm not sure," Jeff isn't fully on class mode yet, and he should definitely check his schedule to make sure he's going to the right classes "Not sure yet, I signed up for two huge subjects for my major and I am waiting to have those classes first to see if I can pull off dance club."
Rachel "You are more than welcome to come steal mine, seriously. As long as my roommate isn't bothered by it, of course." She scrunches her nose. "The school should be happy they have creative students willing to make the campus even cooler. They don't know what they missed out on." She laughs, knowing it would be quite the mess to clean up and not as fun as dragging them down to make the castle. "Yes, jazz. I'm looking forward to dancing with you again." She lies back on her pillows, pulling Jeff's hand to pull him down with her. "That makes sense. I'm not jumping in to do it but I thought maybe if you were it would help me make a decision. I think this semester is going to be crazy for some reason. I just hope it works itself out. It's only day one!"
Jeff smiled "Cool! If I have a movie night soon I'll invited you and your TV," quickly reaching for Rachel's smoothie so he could try it, winking playfully at her. "Exactly, their loss. But it was fun while it lasted." Chuckling as Rachel pulled him down, Jeff tried to find a comfortable position "You know, the way you're laying, it will ruin your neck and posture," he warned, playfully but honestly. He knew he was sometimes annoying with his tips and advice, but honestly, he just wanted his friends to be healthy, and if it meant poking them when they slouched, Jeff figured it could be worse. "Give me until the end of the week and I'll tell you what I decide. Now, let's watch this thing before I have to head to class." he reached to press play, before laying back down next to her, taking a sip from his own smoothie this time.
Rachel "Perfect!" She giggles at him, liking the playful relationship they had somehow settled into it. She sits up a bit in hopes to straighten out. "Do you have any suggestions on how to lie down and keep my posture?" She raises an eyebrow, happy he was looking out for her, like always. She settles into the bed allowing her eyes to move to the TV. The musical starts with a number called 'IN' and Rachel finds herself singing along happily, despite it being a bit unhappy.
Jeff hummed "Just don't.. force your neck out. Get an extra pillow and sit a bit up so your spine and neck are in their natural position and you'll be good," he smiled "I used to do that, too, but then I actually learned what it does to you and the way to correct it and let me tell you, back braces don't sound fun." Jeff hoped those little things he told people actually helped them, if they actually listened to them. That's all he wanted to do, to help improve people's lives, even if just a tiny bit. As the musical started, Jeff payed attention to the TV, trying to follow along the plot. It had been a while since he saw the movie, and he honestly just remembered the blood scene. Still, it wasn't that bad, and he couldn't help but smile as Rachel sang along. It was nice to people do what the love the most "See? So sad." he loudly whispered as the song was over.
Rachel takes in his words and happily and sets up an extra pillow like he had said to do. "It even feels better." She muses, her attention turning back to the television making sure to stay aware of her body. She doesn't want to have him remind her though she has a feeling he really doesn't mind. "It is sad but it's genius!" Rachel keeps her eyes on the screen continuing to sing a long. "This song is my favorite one." Rachel says as it begins. "Evening Prayers. It's insane but it's performed so beautifully." She sets her empty smoothie on the side of the bed, sad she'd finished it.
Jeff chuckled "See, I sometimes spit out knowledge instead of jokes." Jeff always had an alright posture, but sometimes he found himself at the weirdest positions, so it took a while for him to actually get used to sitting up straight and noticing when he was slouching. He wasn't going to annoy her about it, but he hoped she would remember that little piece of advice every now and then. "I mean, they're really talented, that's for sure. It takes talent to put up a production like this," he agreed, but while he could see the talent, he missed a couple of things only a real theater fan would catch on. For him everyone is super talent and doing great.
Rachel "I think you do both a pretty balanced amount." Rachel teases, happy he seems to be appreciating the show, despite it being out of his element. "It was sad it didn't last very long because it was well thought out, I think. Just wait for the ending performance, it is so well done." She does her best to stay quiet through out the rest of the movie, but finds it hard, bouncing a bit on the bed to keep herself occupied. "Okay, this part." She points crazily at the TV, the bloodiest scene just taking place.
Jeff laughed "Glad to know other people think I lead a balanced life." he drinks the rest of his smoothie, making a loud slurping sound just for the hell of it before turning his attention back to the TV "How long was it on? Maybe it was all the sadness that made it not last long?" he suggested, shrugging softly. He watched the rest of the musical attentively, asking questions or cracking jokes when he felt the mood starting to drop. When Rachel told him it was time for the blood scene, Jeff sat up straight "Okay, but did it smell bad? You know, to make it more real?"
Rachel "If they don't I'll yell at them for you." She jokes, playfully shoving his shoulder when he starts making loud noises with his smoothie. "You're so gross Jeff!" She doesn't really mean it, but the noise of him slurping wasn't the most pleasant. She sits up at the ending scene, "I don't know if it did or not. Maybe there is an interview online about it that I can find the answer for you. I think I heard something about them using chocolate sauce." She shrugs, in awe of the lighting used. It really is an incredibly well done scene as Carrie starts using her powers for revenge.
Jeff: smiled "Thank you for defending my honour," he chuckled before whining as Rachel shoved him "Ouch! How else are you supposed to finish a drink?" he gave her a playful pointed look. He just liked to mess with her. "Okay, that is both disappointing and satisfying. At least it would smell nice," he said as he watched the scene play out "Yas, slay them Carrie. Make them smell like chocolate, too." he joked, waiting for the smack he was sure to come.
Rachel "I don't know that it would mixed with sweat and that much of it?" She raises an eyebrow, "It has a pretty powerful smell I think and if I weren't in the mood for it I'd probably get sick." She laughs, raising her hand to smack him but she takes it back. "You are too goofy. I love you for it though." She grins at him, easily slipping off the bed. "Do you want a snack or anything before you need to head out?"
Jeff hummed, thinking about it "Okay, maybe not, but probably better than pig's blood or something nasty," he pointed out before chuckling "Would you be down to play Carrie? And just get bathed in chocolate syrup every night?" he sat up, showing her a toothy, childlike smile "Love you, too," he said before sitting by the edge of the bed and putting his shoes back on. He should be leaving for class right about now if he doesn't plan on running across campus "Do you have any kind of energy bar? Could use one, I have Anatomy now, I'll need something to keep me awake."
Rachel nods her head, "I would love to play Carrie but I don't think I fit her aesthetic sadly. It's probably better that way though because I probably wouldn't want to be bathed in chocolate all the time." She gives him a look of disgust, just thinking about it making her a bit nauseous. "I'll see what I have." She goes to her corner of snack and tosses him a granola bar. "I'm not sure it is an energy bar but it has some healthy stuff in it that won't make you feel worse."
Jeff shrugged lightly "I'm sure you fit plenty of other roles. That don't involve chocolate syrup, so you're really winning it." Jeff laughed as he caught the flying bar "Healthy enough for me," he got up and reached for his sports bag before walking to Rachel and quickly hugging her "This was more fun than I expecting, seeing Carrie and all, thanks. See you tomorrow?" he asked as he reached to open the door.
Rachel "I think that I do too. But Carrie would be fun and a lot different than anything else I have ever done." She follows him to the door, leaning up to kiss him on the cheek. "Yes, tomorrow. Make sure to find me in class so we can hopefully get paired up together. Let me know if you need anything, okay? Have a good class." She leads him out, waving a little too wildly, giggling to herself.
Jeff nodded before smiling as he got an idea "You can always try to get this year's play to be Carrie? That way you can actually play here at least once," he suggested, smiling as she kissed his cheek "Tomorrow, 9 a.m, I'll be there," he promised. "Okay, mom," he teased before waving at her "You too! Don't be late for you class," he warned before looking down at his watch and sighing dramatically before running down the hall "Bye!"
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TAGGING: Santana & Rachel
LOCATION: Lima, Ohio; Santana’s bedroom
TIMEFRAME: February 27th, the night.
DESCRIPTION: Rachel arrives in town to be a supportive girlfriend. And after her heart to heart with Quinn, Santana doesn't have any doubt that she belongs with Rachel. NSFW.
Rachel meanwhile was in the kitchen awkwardly preparing tea under the intense gazes of Santana’s parents. Sure, they had been kind, but it was still intimidating. Rachel had never been in a situation where she felt as if she had to impress the parents of somebody she dated. Her voice was consistently soft and gentle as she kept small talk with the two adults and it took her a while to muster up the courage to politely excuse herself to check on her girlfriend. Rachel let out a long breath that she wasn’t aware of holding when she rounded the corner, and turned the handle of Santana’s room only to find it locked. She bit her lip and gently knocked twice. “Santana?”
Santana adverted away from the mirror and quickly opened the door, apologizing right away “I’m sorry, I was changing” She offered a smile as she saw the tea in her girlfriend’s hand.
Rachel smiled weakly and quietly slipped into the room, hoping Santana wouldn’t mind when she shut the door behind her. She turned back to her girlfriend with compassionate eyes and cupped the side of her face, leaning up to press a kiss to Santana’s forehead. When she pulled back, she murmured, “How are you feeling?” She offered the mug of tea to Santana quietly.
Santana smiled and took the tea as she brushed Rachel’s hair behind her ear and leaned down for a proper kiss on the lips “Good. Now that you’re here”. She turned around and went to leave the tea on the night stand only after taking a quick sip.
Rachel smiled softly and hummed into Santana’s little kiss. She neared her girlfriend with gentle eyes, “You must be tired. Do you wanna lay down with me?”
Santana smirked at her girlfriend and turned around, the vulnerability in her eyes gone as they sparkled with love back into her girlfriend eyes. Completely forgetting anything troubling her as she comfortably wrapped her arms around her waist, looking back at her, thinking if she could love her even more right now, staring back at Rachel intensely but lovingly.
Rachel was surprised at Santana’s change of attitude but it made her heart swell to know that she was feeling better. Her arms naturally slid around her girlfriend’s neck, and she reveled in how perfect their bodies felt pressed against each other, her own gaze reflecting back the same amount of love and adoration. Her fingertips slowly brushed up along the back of Santana’s neck before Rachel lifted her chin to press a soft kiss to her lips.
Santana kissed back her girlfriend so softly, sighing in into her arms, her mind completely blank and quite worn out from all the crying, she was just happy to be holding Rachel right now, and she missed her like crazy. She pulled back slightly before leaning down again and pressing her lips against Rachel’s again, more needy as her fingers trailed up her sides. She loved being gentle, and at times it really turned her on.
Rachel felt a little foolish at how much she had missed Santana; it had hardly been three days and the lack of Santana’s lips and embrace was driving her crazy. A wave of warmth spread throughout Rachel’s body, and her breath caught slightly in her throat at Santana’s needy kiss, barely audible, but she gladly responded, sucking on Santana’s lower lip softly. Everything about Rachel’s embrace was gentle and tender, her fingertips sinking now into Santana’s hair to scratch lightly.
Santana whimpered against Rachel’s lips, her heart tightened in her chest, feeling completely in love with this girl and if she wasn’t crying all day she would have cried right now, because of how much she felt for her. She squeezed Rachel’s sides and kissed Rachel’s upper lip firmly. She wanted to pull away and make it all innocent but her quiet needy whimpers were failing her.
Rachel tried to hold back a low hum and failed, pressing herself as close as she could to Santana, arching her back in the process, and a little shiver rolled down her back when she heard her girlfriend whimper. “I love you,” she murmured against Santana’s lips, her pulse rapid in her chest.
Santana pulled back and breathlessly hummed “I love you, too”. She reached up to Rachel’s arm as she took a step back and took Rachel’s hand, walking them to the bed.
Rachel was ashamed to realized that her face was a little flushed and she ran her free hand through her hair as she followed Santana to the bed. She climbed up onto it easily and settled under the covers, patting the space beside her with a loving grin.
Santana ’s eyes very much expressed her passion as she joined Rachel under the covers. Deciding not to make her uncomfortable and take this further cause she knew Rachel didn’t feel well about them doing the wanky with her parents in the house, so she just stayed still, waiting to see what would her girlfriend’s next move be.
Rachel knew that Santana loved to be cuddled on, despite her usual rough exterior. She smoothed her arm around Santana’s waist, slipping her hand underneath her girlfriend’s top to rest on the bare skin of her back before nuzzling her face into Santana’s neck. She couldn’t deny that there was an obvious heat that had grown between her legs but she found it wildly inappropriate, figuring that Santana would be angry if she found out.
Santana shivered, her back being extra sensitive. She found herself being wildly turned on despite everything, and risky sex always excited her. She was not one to be ashamed of her body or to be bothered if her parents could hear, but she had to admit it was not the time for show when all of the drama was going on in the family. She linked their ankles, trying to deny the wetness between her legs as she cleared her throat. She loved how loving Rachel was but sometimes that drove her insane…
Rachel swallowed when Santana linked their ankles, because in the process Santana’s thigh had slid partially between Rachel’s legs. Before she could stop herself, her hips jerked and she held back a pathetic groan, her face heating up as she buried it further into Santana’s neck, hoping her girlfriend didn’t notice.
Santana bit down a moan as she felt Rachel press herself more into her, pretty sure she just jerked her hips and her heart began racing again. She still found the power to resist jumping her right then, trailing her fingers along Rachel’s arm that was around her.
Rachel took a deep breath and tried her best to remain innocent, still ashamed with herself, realizing that she hadn’t locked the door behind them and it made her equally nervous and hot. She tilted her chin again to press an affectionate kiss to Santana’s shoulder before resting her cheek there.
Santana was beyond turned on as her own hips gave up and jerked, pressing more firmly against Rachel’s center. Shutting her eyes, ashamed and flushed, she tried her hardest suppressing a moan.
Rachel tensed with a gasp, the friction of her jeans against her prominent and she let out a strangled breath, “Baby…” Her grip hand slid up slowly to squeeze Santana’s side with a little tremble.
Santana ’s resistance broke within two seconds as she let her body sink all the emotion Rachel was letting her feel. Her chest was heaving and her panties were practically ruined. She shifted and reached with her hand to Rachel’s chin to make her look at her. Her legs shaking along with most of her body as she couldn’t hold on the quiet whimpers escaping her lips.
Rachel blushed when she met Santana’s eyes, biting her lip, vulnerable in Santana’s arms. She quickly averted her gaze when her hips jerked again against her will, “S-Sorry…” she stammered, her fingertips scratching Santana’s back lightly. Her panties were also ruined and Rachel continued to feel guilty.
Santana was done playing nice and subtle and demandingly murmured as her body was trembling with need and her breathing wasn’t calming down, “I need you, baby.”
Rachel paused for a moment, knowing that the door was unlocked, but Santana’s plead made her whimper and she crashed her lips against her girlfriend’s, not wasting any time dipping her finger tips into Santana’s panties to quickly circle her clit.
Santana moaned loudly and scratched along Rachel’s back.Jerking her hips, trying to get more friction, her chest was heaving and she was so wet that she felt like she could come right now “B-Bab.. Baby”.
Rachel buried her face into Santana’s neck again, pressing a hot but loving kiss to her skin, gasping when she felt just how wet her girlfriend. It had been a while since Santana had sounded so needy and Rachel was in no mood for teasing. Instead, she dipped two of her fingers inside her girlfriend began pumping quickly, curling her fingertips up to brush just the right spot.
Santana arched her back as her eyes rolled back, a pretty loud moan was voiced before she tried muffling herself by biting on her hand. It turned her on so much that Rachel was fucking her with no remorse, knowing the door was unlocked. She growled and whimpered against her own skin as the sensation took over her, and she failed to keep quiet as her back arched up and she slid her fingers under Rachel’s shirt and scratched her bare skin, her body shaking as she came against her girlfriend’s fingers.
Rachel ’s face flushed completely as she watched her girlfriend come apart. Her eyes were dark and had lifted to gaze at Santana arching and muffling her moans against her hand. Rachel bit her lip hard to hold back a low moan when she felt Santana come hard, gasping in pleasure when she felt fingertips scratch at her back. Knowing that she must be sensitive now, Rachel slipped her hand out of Santana’s panties and licked her fingers clean, a habit she had come to love and she began peppering feather-light kisses about Santana’s face. Rachel’s lips fell against her cheeks, her nose, her chin, her shy way of expressing how precious Santana was to her.
Santana suddenly felt like she had no power over her own body as she calmed down. Her eyes failing to open completely, as if she just needed that to be able to sleep properly. She trailed her hand lovingly on Rachel’s back as she kissed the girl, being too wiped to even move, still trying to breathe properly “Baby.. I don’t think I can move..”
Rachel giggled lowly and pressed a soft kiss to her girlfriend’s lips. “There’s no need. C’mere, baby,” she murmured, scooping Santana closer. As ruined as her panties were, Santana was Rachel’s first priority, and she found herself kissing her girlfriend’s hair affectionately.
Santana smiled and found the strength to roll on her side, along with Rachel. Her actions were slow but 10 times more sensual as she brushed her girlfriend’s hair away from her eyes and nuzzled herself against her neck, whispering lowly “I want you to do something for me”.
Rachel ’s expression grew soft, her eyebrows raising, innocently unaware of the hidden sensuality in Santana’s voice, “Anything,” she hummed, pressing yet another kiss to her hair.
Santana ’s lips trailed to hear ear, her voice sensual as she breathed out against Rachel’s ear “I want you to touch yourself for me.”
Rachel breath caught and she whimpered, caught off-guard, but she couldn’t help but feel relieved that Santana hadn’t forgotten about her own desperation. She gaped quietly, shivering at the sensation of Santana’s soft lips against her skin, “I..c-can I?” she whispered, still completely aware that the door remains unlocked.
Santana whimpered right into Rachel’s ear, demanding “Now. Touch, Rachel.”
Rachel eagerly slipped her hand underneath the blanket and blushed as she fumbled with the button of her jeans. Eventually she was able to undo her zipper and her fingers quickly found their way under her own panties and she groaned, eyes closing at the much-needed contact. “God…”
Santana was finding it hard to be awake for this but as she heard how needy Rachel was for this she let her hand slip under her sweater, slowly making her way to cup one of her breasts, humming into Rachel’s ear.
Rachel was already so close, and her back arched when she felt Santana’s hand sneak underneath her sweater. She panted as quietly as she could, her fingers moving quickly now, “P-Please, San, I’m gonna come…” she pleaded in a whisper, wanting her girlfriend’s permission.
Santana finally sneaked her hand under Rachel’s bra and started playing with her nipple, whimpering herself as she heard how needy and close Rachel was “Come, baby. Now.”
Rachel let out a strangle whimper when she felt Santana’s fingertips teasing her and came instantly, quickly muffling her long moan against Santana’s shoulder. Her heart raced as she came down, finding it hard to catch her breath, and she sunk into her girlfriend, shyly wiping her fingers along her jeans before wrapping her arm possessively around Santana’s waist.
Santana was slowly drifting off like the sound of her girlfriend coming was saying goodnight to her. Her eyes closed shut and her mind went blank and she didn’t feel when Rachel wrapped her arm around her. Feeling completely at ease and content in her girlfriend’s arms, she was already snoring tiredly.
Rachel felt heavy drowsiness sink in, the combination of sex and Santana’s warm body in her arms more than enough to make her eyes droop, and she let out a fond chuckle at Santana’s quiet snoring before quickly falling asleep, caring less what Santana’s parents would think if they came in.
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TAGGING: Santana Lopez and Rachel Berry
LOCATION: Early afternoon, airport. Late afternoon, Rachel’s bedroom.
TIMEFRAME: February 2nd
DESCRIPTION: Rachel picks up Santana from the NY Airport, and they share an emotional moment later that day in bed.
Rachel was equally excited and irritated at the same time. This must be a sour start for Santana to a weekend that should have been sweet. Thankfully, Rachel had woken up early to pluck and shave and perfect every inch of her body, so she was able to jump right into a cab and order curtly for him to speed to the airport. When shoved some bills in the man's hand when Rachel arrived and she shot out of the taxi. A part of her wished she had dressed warmer as she was only wearing some jeans and a thin, chic leather jacket. After interrogating the very first staff member she ran into, it didn't take very long for Rachel to find the waiting area for Santana's flight. Her heart jumped in her chest when she saw a recognizable figured turned away from her and Rachel held back a giggle as Santana shove away what seemed to be a magazine. Quietly, nervously, Rachel approached her licked her lips before murmuring. "Hey, grumpy."
Santana tilted her head as she heard a familiar voice behind her before standing up and turning to the girl, trying to stay grumpy and show Rachel what a complete idiot her roomate was for standing her up, but her heart telling her another story as it stopped beating so fast, she was sure she heard it over how noisy it was there. She swore the airport got crowded in less than a minute as she stood there speechless and frankly quite lovingly staring back at her girlfriend. It was then when everything flashed back at her. All the things they said to each other since they previously saw each other. Her eyes begin to water, and she took a deep breath and looked away, blushing at what a girl she was right now.
Rachel was a little disappointed to not be met with a smile when Santana turned to her. She pulled her tiny hands from her pockets when she saw Santana's eyes begin to shine and she took a step forward to take Santana's hands softly. "Don't say you've already changed your mind about me," she attempted to joke in an affectionate murmur that only Santana could hear, trying to reach her eyes.
Santana attempted a smile at how cute Rachel was being, forgetting for a moment she was pissed at the world as her hands rested on Rachel's waist, like they belonged there as she met her eyes, smiling even bigger before murmuring back sweetly "No chance". Then she leaned just a bit down to kiss her girlfriend on the lips.
Rachel 's lips spread into grin just before they met Santana's, secretly relieved. Her hands snaked up to rest on her girlfriend's neck and she kissed her back soundly. It was hard to stay casual and composed in front of so many people, especially since she could feel the disturbed gazes from those observing two girls kissing. "C'mon," she murmured against Santana's lips, "Let's head back so we can be alone."
Santana sighed against Rachel's lips happier now. Just as she comfortably and so casually ran her hands up Rachel's back her lips formed a pout before she nodded and turned around, grabbing her suitcase and rolling it along the floor as she offered her hand for Rachel to take.
Rachel held back a love-sick school-girl sigh, this warmth spread through her body immediately when she saw Santana's palm turn up for her to take, and she did so immediately, lacing their fingers. She stayed close to her, unaware of how tightly she was holding Santana's hand. "I missed you," she hummed, all of this so surreal. Rachel knew it was going to take some time for all of this to officially sink in.
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2 and a half hours later
Santana rolled on her back, still breathless after fucking Rachel for the past two hours. They both came three times, and Santana could barely feel her feet. It was toxic being with Rachel like that. She ran her hand through her hair, sweaty and still trying to take deep breaths. She had never felt this kind of sexual hunger before, it was all new and frankly quite intoxicating for her body. She tilted her head to look at Rachel that was laying next to her, her chest heaving as she offered her a weak smile.
Rachel was still coming down from an outrageous high. Her clothes were strewn everywhere, her neck was pleasantly bruised and she could hardly breathe. She swallowed heavily, her whole body tingling until she felt Santana's gaze and she turned to smile shyly. Her girlfriend was absolutely beautiful, flushed with messy hair and swollen lips. Rachel wasn't sure how to express it, so she rolled towards her to place her hand on Santana's cheek gingerly before pressing the softness kiss to her lips.
Santana 's heart was going all over the place. She swore during their sex marathon, she could feel it being ripped out of her chest, in a too good kind of way. She was far too lost in this girl. She kissed Rachel back softly, even barely, not having the strength to move she somehow managed to roll to her side clinging to Rachel as her hand rested on her waist, she breathlessly spoke up, her voice very raspy "E..E-Enough.. I can't.." She lowered her head, shamefully admitting not being able to continue with this one more time "Too sensitive..".
Rachel giggled against Santana's lips, her own voice rough when she parted her lips to speak. "My whole body is worn, don't worry," she nuzzled against Santana's collarbone, her body exhausted. "It was my way to express that I love you." It was the first time Rachel had found the courage to say it all day, and her cheeks burned, hiding away against Santana's shoulder.
Santana tilted her head up so her chin met Rachel's head as her hand wrapped around her girlfriend's body, bringing her closer. As she heard Rachel's profound words, she squeezed her even more tightly, thinking how could Rachel not feel her heart beating out of her chest right now, kissing her hair and murmuring back, emotional "I love you".
Rachel shivered lightly and melted into Santana's warm embrace, pressing an affectionate kiss to her shoulder, her arm wrapping around Santana's waist. She playfully tangled their ankles as she closed her eyes. "Thank you for coming, Santana," she murmured against her skin, feeling more than amazing in her arms like this.
Santana felt completely worn after this and was finding it very hard to not fall dead asleep, but she missed Rachel too much to just sleep. Although the shorter girl felt great in her arms like this. Suddenly her mind went back to high school and how if anyone would have told her back then she'd be laying with Rachel Berry completely naked in bed 3 years after, she would have laughed hysterically. She chuckled at her memories and completely relaxed against her girlfriend's body.
Rachel giggled herself when she felt a little shake of Santana's shoulders, she tilted her head up a little to speak. "What's so funny, baby?"
Santana was smiling big, still thinking back of those crazy days. She chuckled again, murmuring "Nothing, I was just.. Thinking back when we were still in high school. When I was acting crazy. If anyone would have told me then I'd end up here, in your bed, 3 years later... I would have probably gone all Lima Heights on their ass"
Rachel snorted before covering her mouth. "I probably would have dashed into the bathroom in hopes that you didn't overhear and want to beat me up," she admitted with a laugh, humming when the smell of Santana's shampoo surrounded her again.
Santana chuckled happily, feeling the hormones pick up again. She hated when she was pms-ing... It made her act too desperately. She picked up Rachel's chin and gently took Rachel's hand in hers, looking deeply lovingly into her eyes before whispering her eyes shining in the dark "I love you now".
Rachel was dazed in her happiness when she looked up at Santana and her gaze shifted, openly adoring now as she reached up to thread her fingers through Santana's dark hair. Her voice shook a little with emotion. "I love you, too." She mustered a little, silly smile to fight away embarrassing tears and began to kiss all about Santana's face; her hair, and cheeks, and nose, ending with her lips.
Santana was smiling and giggling and the same time letting a few happy tears roll down her face. She brushed Rachel's hair behind her ear as their lips met, feeling her heart in her throat and head.. Making sure to remember how good this feels right now. How perfect.
Rachel felt warm tears beneath her lips and her heart was leaping out of her chest at how tender Santana was being with her. She began to kiss her languidly, loving more than heated, her hand resting on Santana's jaw to softly swipe a tear or two away with her thumb.
Santana was getting embarrassingly emotional. She wanted to stop now, but ever since their first kiss this was building up inside her. She needed to get it out. Her lips began to shake as she pulled away slightly, unable to carry on kissing her back, she sniffed, trying to look away, embarrassed.
Rachel 's eyes fluttered open when she felt Santana begin to tremble and her eyes flashed with worry, pulling gently away to hold Santana's face in her hands. "What's wrong? Did I do something?" she breathed, concerned. Her heart was in her throat now, hoping she hadn't messed something up already.
Santana couldn't stop, even on the contrary, she began shaking and sniffing more. Stuttering to answer Rachel "No, no.. Just pms-ing.. And I.. I love you so much" She tried taking deep breaths, wanting to calm down and soon, or this would be far beyond embarrassing...
Rachel 's eyes began to sting as she watched Santana's expression crumple. Her lips parted, unaware of what to say, but before she knew it, she was surging forward to press a searing kiss onto Santana's lips. "I love you too, baby, so much," she whimpered, wanting to express how much it meant to her that Santana was opening up to her like this, that her walls were down completely. "So, so much," she whispered between her kisses.
Santana kissed her back desperately, clinging to Rachel for dear life. She never would have assumed this would be happening and now that it was it was like a dream come true for her. Through tears she didn't pull back this time, they actually stopped rolling as she took Rachel's hand and pressed it flat against her chest, wanting to show her how fast her heart was beating right now. Only for her.
Rachel whimpered when her palm was placed against Santana's skin, the feel of her elevated pulse making it hard to breathe. It was too much through these desperate kisses and Rachel had to pull back to gasp in some air, unaware that she was choked up as she breathed into Santana's ear, "I love you, I love you, I love you..."
Santana smiled as she let a few more tears drop, calming down slowly. Her body was trembling from all this show of love act, she gently tangled her ankle over Rachel's, resulting of her thigh being met with the wetness between Rachel's legs, making her whimper softly, kissing her hair "I love you, baby. So much".
Rachel gasped at the sudden contact between her legs before nuzzling against Santana's cheek with a soft smile, her face flushed. "My sweetheart," she giggled with a kiss to her temple.
Santana 's heart was still going insane, but feeling completely content and happy she chuckled at Rachel's nickname, wiping away a tear that was still on her face, before wrapping her arm around Rachel protectively.
Rachel felt like she was floating, pressed up against Santana's soft body. She was so tired from so much exertion and emotion, and it was hard not to fall asleep in such a warm, protectively secure embrace. With a blush, Rachel snuggled into Santana's neck again and murmured, "I may fall asleep, baby."
Santana was beginning to feel cold so she reached and tugged the blanket over them sloppily, but it was still covering them, she chuckled at Rachel's sleepy statement and hummed in response, kissing her head "Mm, baby, sleep tight". Beginning to feel the darkness taking over her too.
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TAGGING: Santana Lopez and Rachel Berry
LOCATION: Yale, Quinn's dorm
TIMEFRAME: January 19th, Around 6PM.
DESCRIPTION: Santana and Rachel are alone while Quinn is taking a shower. NSFW
Rachel honestly did feel horrible that Quinn had gotten her beautiful (as always) outfit spattered with mud, but it was nearly impossible not to laugh at the frazzled-kitten look Quinn had suddenly acquired afterward. Her laughter had died down to giggles when they reached her dorm, and by that time Rachel was continuing to fall in love with Santana's adorable little giggles, breathy and attractive. She was in the process of neatly setting aside her boots when she turned over to see Santana looking at her. It was the first time they had been alone since the morning, and it was a little hard not to make her way over. "Hey," she said shyly, tucking some hair behind Santana's ear.
Santana rested her head back on the mattress, her laughter dying as Rachel's tenderly brushed her haid behind her ear. Looking up to her with her dark brown chocolate eyes. Santana gently rubbed Rachel's lower back, never breaking the intense eye contact the two girls were making.
Rachel was happy that Santana hadn't stiffened at her gesture. Having always been a little pessimistic, she was grateful that the fresh air didn't bring Santana to her senses, resulting in the end of...whatever they were. Santana's intense gaze made her blush and she looked down with a little smile, biting her lower lip. Usually she would have a list of things to say at all times, but her mind was always empty when it came to being alone with Santana.
Santana rose to her elbow, as her other hand settled on Rachel's thigh. She had to admit, Rachel's body was unbelievable, her skin was so soft. And now all the images of the previous night they had and the morning after made her head feel dizzy. She looked Rachel up again, running her fingertips over her thigh as her voice was caring and gentle "You don't have to sleep on the floor, you know".
Rachel felt a little shiver when she watched Santana's fingertips dance over the fabric of jeans. She lifted her gaze softly to reach Santana's. "I don't want to kick either of you out," she countered, not exactly catching the other girl's drift. "I'll be fine; and besides, she has a me-sized mattress all set up."
Santana laughed at the other girl that surely didn't catch what she was trying to say. Santana's eyes wandered away as she corrected herself "I mean, you could sleep with me. Here". Her eyes met Rachel's, her fingertips still going up and down her thigh.
Rachel had to admit that Santana's touch was more than distracting and it took her a little longer for her to respond than it should have, "Oh. Are you sure it-it wouldn't be cramped?" she asked in a murmur, reaching out to touch Santana's hair again, swooping it over her shoulder.
Santana looked down, remembering the morning they had before they came here. She shoke her head at Rachel's question, looking at her lips, wanting to kiss them again but afraid of that she might not wanna stop she sighed and crashed her back against the mattress again.
Rachel was studying Santana with amused, narrow eyes when she slumped back onto the mattress again. It took some bravery, but Rachel spoke up after checking to see if the door was shut properly. "So, you're not going to take this opportunity to kiss me?" she asked with a little playful pout. She knew that they weren't really a thing, but Rachel was more than sure that what they felt for each other was mutual.
Santana bit her lip and swallowed before looking at the door herself and back to Rachel, honesty and lust in her eyes "I don't know if I could stop". Her fingers traveled to Rachel's upper arm, gently running her fingers down, her eyes set on the trails she was making.
Rachel felt what seemed like electric sparks wherever Santana's fingertips slid across. The way Santana made her feel so much with so little was alarming. She took a little breath and licked her lips, breathing, "Please?" Rachel's lashes fluttered. She missed Santana's lips immensely and she wanted as much of them as she could before they parted ways again.
Santana 's hand went to Rachel's back to nudge her down gently into herself. She wasn't sure what it was that drove her crazy about this girl, but the fact is that she was. She missed holding Rachel like she did the night before. And she definitely missed her lips on hers. She brushed away Rachel's hair behind her ear as the space was fading between them.
Rachel 's stomach flipped when Santana pulled her slowly closer. Whether intentional or not, Santana always had this sort of romantic charm that she otherwise wouldn't have expected. Santana's fingertips were warm along the shell of Rachel's ear and she closed her eyes before very slowly capturing her lips, as soft as possible, the hand closest to Santana reaching up to rest on the girl's hip.
Santana 's eyes closed as she felt Rachel's soft lips on hers. She kissed back as gently as she could. Wanting nothing more but to flip the girl on her back and devour her, somehow restraining herself from doing that, her hand rested on the girl's back as her other one was on her shoulder. She couldn't stop her lips for surging more desperately into Rachel's, humming into the kiss.
Rachel slid the hand that was resting on Santana's hip up to her jaw to hold her in place, her other palm against the mattress to hold herself up. She stifled a little whimper when Santana surged a little bit, and she couldn't help but push back, still gentle but more insistent now. Her heart was hammering from from this tiny kiss and Santana's perfume was dizzying.
Santana 's fisted Rachel's sweater, bringing her closer. Something inside her was making her just how desperate she was to please the other girl. She smooth her hand down to Rachel's ass cheek before squeezing it gently as she bit down on the girl's lower lip before crashing their lips again, more desperately. Berry's body was smoking and Santana wasn't in a denial phase about it.
Rachel gasped at Santana's little bite and whimpered, gripping the collar of Santana's jacket when she felt her hand grip at her ass. She felt her skin begin to flush and she reluctantly pulled back an inch to take a breath, still very close to Santana as she whispered shakily, "San, Quinn is just across the hall."
Santana 's hand cupped Rachel's face and whimpered along with her, before groaning as the girl pulled away slightly. Missing her scent already, her lips, she opened her eyes a little to look at her before claiming her lips again and whimpering against them "She takes forever".
Rachel felt her breath hitch when Santana so easily took control and she nodded with a hum into the kiss, giving in as she hotly flicked her tongue over Santana's lower lip.
Santana suddenly slowed down the tempo, letting their tongues collide slowly but still passionately as her hands were all over Rachel, one on her back, the other on her hip. She wasn't sure if she could stop herself if a clothing went missing, but for now she decided not to put pressure into the girl, but couldn't stop the moans escaping her lips.
Rachel felt like she could kiss Santana forever. Why hadn't she done this sooner? She had always been attracted to her, but Rachel had figured that Santana would want nothing to do with her, forever. But now, Santana was choosing to kiss her so passionately, touching her so hotly; it was blowing her mind. Rachel pulled back to place tiny, hot little kisses along Santana's jawline, considering whether she should mark her territory to make Santana flush in front of Quinn.
Santana felt too hot and her heartbeat wasn't calming her at all. When Rachel began on kissing her jawline Santana tilted her head back, giving her more room, careless of weather the girl will leave a mark or not, she tangled her fingers in Rachel's hair, whimpering hotly.
Rachel felt a little primal at Santana's whimpering and kiss down to her pulse. It was racing beneath her lips and she felt her breath catch in her throat before she nipped her skin lightly before sucking hard on the sensitive skin. Santana had left a large hickey on the side of Rachel's neck, of which she tried her best to cover up with makeup, and Rachel wanted to get even. Eventually she removed her lips to lick over the bruised skin hotly to soothe the sting.
Santana tilted her head right, moaning as Rachel left a mark on her neck. Growing impatient and more sexually frustrated, she held Rachel's head up, looking into her eyes lustfully before sweeping her leg over hers and claiming her lips harder.
Rachel moaned as quietly as she could against Santana's lips when they slammed back against hers. Wanting to be closer, she laid herself flat against Santana's body, wanting to feel Santana's legs around her waist. But she knew that if she continued on like this, it would be hard for her to stop, so she took this rare moment of slight self control to murmur against Santana's lips. "What if she comes back right now? And sees us?"
Santana continued on kissing the girl gently but at the same time needy, whimpering against her lips as their bodies were pressed together, missing her lips as Rachel pulled away for a minute, her leg still wrapped around Rachel's as she murmured back quite needy "Well then, you better fuck me before she does".
Rachel shivered at Santana's needy reply, her mind beginning to race. As much as this would be more comfortable, they were completely out in the open, and she wasn't in favor of being caught so blatantly. Rachel held their kiss hotly before nodding with a hum, sitting up from the bed and taking Santana's hand. Across the room was Quinn's book shelf against the wall, with just enough space for them to hide behind. If for some reason Quinn opened the door, they would mostly out of sight with the bookshelf in front of them. She tugged Santana towards it and shoved her against the wall, not roughly but still demanding as she connected their lips again, her fingers working on the button of Santana's jeans.
Santana wasn't sure where Rachel was taking her as her eyes were on her lips and when she turned around on her ass. She had a slight doubt in her mind if Rachel was going to agree to this but as she shoved her back against the wall, Santana knew it was happening and it aroused her even more. Being with Rachel all day and holding off the urge to kiss her and fuck her breathless was killing her, so enough of that. She quickly responded to the girl's actions as her hand cupped the back of her neck and pulled her into her to kiss her passionately, her other hand currently on her waist.
Rachel hummed happily against Santana's lips when she felt her hands reach out to pull her in. Thankfully she didn't struggle to undo her jeans, and although they were snug on Santana's slim waist, there was just enough room for Rachel to slip her fingers down underneath the fabric of Santana's panties. When her fingertips skimmed against her wetness, Rachel moaned loudly against Santana's lips, her own hips jerking as she pulled back to breath into Santana's ear. "Gosh, you've wanted me all day, haven't you?" she asked, her voice shaky with nerves and arousal as she began to quickly rub Santana's clit.
Santana 's legs were unstable, shaking, as she felt Rachel undo her jeans. Her whole body began to feel like it did that morning, hot, way too hot. As she heard and felt Rachel's breath against her ear, she moaned loudly, louder than she should have, shutting her eyes and throwing her head back against the wall as her hand gripped Rachel's hoodie only after scratching her back over it.
Rachel 's eyes were black when she continued to touch Santana like this. The fact that she was able to turn Santana on so quickly gave her this great sense of power. Rachel lifted her lips to Santana's neck and whispered against her skin. "Sh, baby, or Quinn will hear," she sped up her fingers now.
Santana was panting now. Having been wet all day wasn't a fun experience for her, and all she needed was this, a little bit of attention from Rachel, a little bit of touching, and she was close. Trying to hold off her loud moans but only suppressing them into whimpers, suddenly she felt on the edge as she spread her legs a bit more, and buried her face against Rachel's neck, trying to keep quiet, but couldn't so she nipped the skin there before sucking on it and moaning like that.
Rachel felt Santana shake and it drove her crazy. The hand that had been resting on Santana's hip moved up to thread her fingers through Santana's hair affectionately, seething in with a whimper when she felt Santana attack her neck so abruptly. Rachel could tell by the way her whimpers were speeding up and threading together that Santana was close, and she took the opportunity to slip two fingers inside of Santana, suddenly fucking her fast.
Santana 's whole body was shaking with need. Rachel knew where to touch her and how, which drove her mind crazy. As she felt the girl beginning to fuck her, and fast, Santana threw her head back with another loud moan, not being able to control herself, she scratched the back of Rachel's neck and for a moment she lost control over her body, hoping Rachel was strong enough to keep her in place.
Rachel shivered hard at Santana's loud moan, so intoxicated in making her come that she didn't care if anybody heard. They were adults, and if Quinn had heard anything then she'd have to deal with it. She felt Santana suddenly come hard around her fingers and she whimpered, holding Santana up when she felt her starting to slide down the wall. Rachel lifted her head from Santana's neck to watch her, how beautiful she looked when she came undone like this. She started to slow her fingers, knowing that she'd soon be sensitive before removing her hand from Santana's panties when she began to calm down, sucking them clean again with dark eyes.
Santana was breathless as her face was buried against Rachel's neck. She opened her eyes to only register a moan caused by the sight of Rachel licking her fingers clean. When did she become so hot? She wanted to fuck properly but she knew it wasn't an option right now. Not with Quinn near by. As she came down and regained her breathing back she quickly spun Rachel around and flattened her against the wall, and as her fingers started working on her zipper, she over heard Quinn's laughter coming from down the hall. Santana's fingers then stopped as she sighed and rested her head on Rachel's shoulder.
Rachel whimpered at Santana's sudden dominance, not having expected anything in return and her pulse spiked when Santana began to fiddle with her zipper. She suppressed a dramatic groan when she heard Quinn's chuckling outside of the room and pouted pointedly, squeezing Santana's shoulder softly to reassure her that it was alright. Not knowing how much longer she'd have, Rachel pressed a kiss to Santana's temple affectionately before whispering softly, "Later, baby."
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TAGGING: Santana Lopez and Rachel Berry
LOCATION: Santana Lopez's bedroom.
TIMEFRAME: January 3rd, 2013.
DESCRIPTION: Party happening. Rachel goes upstairs, looking for Santana.
Santana smirked as she heard the girl looking for her but didn't reply on purpose.
Rachel pouted when there was no response, getting a little concerned now. "Santana...? Is everything alright?" She began to poke her head into random rooms.
Santana was in her room, waiting for the girl to show. Currently sitting on the bed facing the door, she saw Rachel and lifted her eyebrow, her voice bitter "Did you enjoy the show?"
Rachel blinked a little when she finally found Santana, swaying as she made her way into the room with an obvious pout. "No I did not."
Santana sighed, looking down "Shame." Her head was pounding, she swayed a little as she got on her feet, trying to make her way to the other girl.
Rachel resorted to leaning back against the wall, finding it slightly difficult to stand up straight for more than a minute, and she blinked slowly when she noticed Santana coming closer. "Are you alright?"
Santana tried her hardest to act like she's the one calling the shots as she reached for Rachel to support herself. Closing in on her and asking curiously, still bitter "What do you want from me?"
Rachel became timid when Santana neared her, and she opened her mouth to stammer, "I-I, what do you mean?" For some unknown reason, her heart was racing.
Santana kept the eye contact intense. Her mind telling her to do something but still a tiny bit of sober part of herself not letting her. She leaned in, leaving barely no space between them, her heavy eyes waiting for something, but then she shrugged her head and sighed before turning around, sure that it's not what she thought.
Rachel's eyes widened when their bodies were practically touching, her chest starting to heave, the alcohol in her veins making everything heightened and hazy. When she turned around, Rachel blinked rapidly. "What do you want from me?" she questioned, suddenly a little angry.
Santana smirked tiredly before answering but still going the opposite way, ignoring Rachel's question "You should get changed, and go to bed." Santana opened her drawer and pulled out one of her PJ's before turning around and walking towards Rachel, tossing it to her and meaning to leave her alone in the room.
Rachel caught the pajama pants, still trying to process that she was going to spend the night, haven't planned on doing so at all. She was still angry though, and she reached out for Santana's arm, stopping her, "Answer me," she said lowly, serious now.
Santana was caught off guard as Rachel stopped her from leaving. The diva's eyes requiring an answer Santana didn't know she could give her. She stayed quiet and looked at Rachel's hand "Let go off me".
Rachel immediately let go, never having been one to force someone to physically do something, and she sighed before running a hand through her hair. "Sorry..." she turned around and sat on the edge of Santana's bed, her back facing her, and she carelessly slipped off her jeans in means to put the pajamas on.
Santana was sure she wanted to leave, leave this alone. But her something inside her made her stay in one place. She looked at Rachel as she was putting her pajamas on, it was getting harder for her to breathe evenly, fighting the tears away.
Rachel figured she was alone now, Santana's pjs hugging her hips as her jeans lay folded on the floor. She dropped her head into her hands, her head swimming. Everything was so confusing and she was feeling way too much for somebody that had been drinking to get rid of the emotions. She just wanted somebody to explain to her what was going on in her body.
Santana somehow managed to pull herself together and kept on watching the girl that obviously thought she was gone. She asked lowly, slowly walking towards the girl "You okay?"
Rachel's shoulders jumped a little at Santana's voice, and she straightened to look over her shoulder. "Y-Yeah, I'm fine. Sorry, just..." she made a face, trying to come up with the correct word, "...tired."
Santana sheepishly blinked a few times before sitting next to rachel, searching for her eyes "You didn't answer my question".
Rachel lifted her gaze to look at Santana from beneath her lashes. "You didn't answer mine," she murmured back.
Santana felt nervous. She didn't know how to respond to that. She wanted to get this over with, but didn't want to make a fool out of herself. Her eyes darted to Rachel's lips for a long moment before back to her eyes.
Rachel was watching her closely and she noticed her gaze drop, but she was too fuzzy in the head to put two and two together. "Tell me," she pleaded quietly, looking helpless, "I don't--I don't know what's going on, in my chest right now," she placed her palm against her heart, "but it's really confusing and I need you to just tell me, okay?"
Santana was afraid to tell her anything. It felt like her heart clenched in her chest. She opened her mouth, she wanted to say something. Something that would make sense, that would set her at ease. She took a deep breath before deciding otherwise, leaning in slowly as her breath fell on Rachel's lips. Their foreheads almost pressed together and her eyes began to close as she gently brushed her lips against Rachel's, showing her what she wanted to say.
Rachel could felt like she could feel her heart beating in her ears, unsure if it was from the alcohol or the extremely close proximity, and it only quickened when Santana began to lean very close. It jolted when her lips brushed against hers, and after a long moment Rachel kissed her back softly, afraid to move.
Santana meant to stop it there but it felt too good. Her hand had smooth along Rachel's thigh, her lips capturing the other girl's buttom lip. A low moan escaped her lips as she wasn't sure if it was just the alcohol, but she was sure in one thing, this felt really good.
Rachel shivered when she felt Santana's hand and heard the little noise escape her throat. She pulled back with a whimper, trying to process, but her body suddenly got very desperate and Rachel surged forward to kiss her soundly.
Santana almost opened her eyes as she felt the girl pulling away. Not having a clue what to say or how to get of this one, she was glad when she felt Rachel's lips back on hers, a firm moan escaped her lips then as her hand was now on her shoulder. Santana didn't know what was this sudden urge that took over her but all she knew is that she wanted more. She needed more. Her hand traveled to the back of Rachel's neck, pulling her more into the kiss, as she began to kiss her more frantically and needy.
Rachel groaned in response to Santana pulling her closer, suddenly sobering up when she heard her moan again, and this desperate, emotional wave crashed through her that drove her into pushing Santana back onto her bed, kissing her hard and frantic now with little whimpers escaping, feeling tears prick at her eyes.
Santana's mind went blank. She groaned as she felt her back hit the mattress, instantly reaching for Rachel's back, needing her closer, as she was soon running out of breath, her chest was heaving and she didn't want to part from her lips. Rachel's lips.
Rachel straddled Santana's hips when she got her on her back, reveling in how she was heaving underneath her, the whole situation surreal as she tried to catch her breath as well, pulling back slightly to do so, looking into her eyes before breathing, "What are we doing?"
Santana tried to catch her breath, opening her eyes to look at the girl above her, her hips jerking with need as she tried to push that away and avoided Rachel's brown eyes, swallowing and pursing her lips together before answering "I.. I don't know."
Rachel licked her lips and gasped slightly when she felt Santana's hips jerk up, her eyes watery for some embarrassing reason. "You're letting me kiss you," she whispered as she tried to breathe, hoping that she didn't remove her hands from her back, because they felt amazing there.
Santana looked at the girl more confidently. Noticing her vulnerable eyes, her other hand cupped her cheek before she husked out "You okay?" Her other hand smoothing along her back, trying to comfort her.
Rachel started to relax slightly, but there was this heaviness in her chest that wouldn't go away. Her eyes fluttered shut for a moment and she leaned into her touch, asking quietly, sounding vulnerable still as she felt Santana's hand move along her back, "Can I kiss you again?"
Santana felt like her skin was on fire when Rachel asked that question. She nodded and whispered back needy "Yeah". Pulling the girl against her again as her hand gripped the side of Rachel's neck. She started kissing her more desperately, little whimpers escaping her lips again.
Rachel hummed against Santana's lips when they were on hers again and she kissed with a certain need, as if she'd never be able to do this again, which very well may be as Rachel felt pretty sober but she wasn't sure if Santana was. Just wanting to hold her, Rachel rolled onto her back, bringing Santana with her. She rested her hand on her back, licking her lower lip slowly.
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Part 2
TAGGING: Santana Lopez and Rachel Berry
LOCATION: Rachel Berry’s household.
TIMEFRAME: December 26th, 2012.
DESCRIPTION: Santana goes over slightly drunk to receive her gift.
Santana: Santana took the coffee in both hands, mainly to feel the heat of it, her expression was normal and polite until Rachel's question. She thought to herself, what does Rachel care how often she drinks, it's not like she's an alcoholic. Santana tilted her head, and swallowed before standing up for herself one more time today, her voice bitter "Didn't know I came here for an intervention."
Rachel: Rachel looked down with a little nod, her lips pressed tight, looking apologetic. "I shouldn't have asked." She took a deep breath before lifting her gaze, her eyes catching the green box and her expression brightened considerably with a little smile, pointing with a dainty finger at the gift beside them. "Don't you want to open your gift?"
Santana: Santana took a sip from her coffee, trying to stay as polite as she can. Must be that time of the month when everything is bothering her. She followed Rachel's gaze, and put her mug down as she turned around to look at the infamous green box, she sighed and offered a weak smile, after all, she didn't get Rachel anything, she licked her lips before answering "Sure".
Rachel: A little impatient with her excitement, Rachel almost surged forward to grab the present, though she set it gently in front of Santana, trying not to smile too big as she began to anticipate Santana's reaction. "Now, if you don't like it, I...I can't exactly return it, but that isn't an excuse for you not to refuse it, I won't make you take home something you wouldn't want..." She tried to stop her ramble by taking a hasty sip of her coffee.
Santana: Santana felt excited for some unknown and bizarre reason. It was just a gift, but the gesture was nice, she thought. She gently took the gift in her hands before turning it around and unwrapping it, timidly looking at the other girl infront of her, ignoring her ramble with an eye roll before unwrapping it fully and opening the box, her eyebrows lifted in a cute way, that Rachel has never seen before, as her hands reached for the obviously handmade gold stars earings inside. Her voice lowered as she asked curiously "Did you make these?"
Rachel: Rachel began to chew on her lower lip nervously as she watched Santana, happy to not see some sort of cringe reach her face. "I--yes, I did. They're not extravagant but I figured that, you're a star too, right? I mean, that's something we have in common, and I know you like earrings, not to mention that gold stars are sort of my thing, so...I made them genuinely." Rachel's nose wrinkled, unsure as to why she was going back to her own endless sentences phase, having thought that she had grown out of that, and she paused for a long moment before asking in a tiny, hopeful voice, "Do you like it?"
Santana: Santana stared at the earings for a while before breaking up a smile at Rachel's rambling. Deciding not to give her a hard time about her old habbits, she quickly responded "Yeah, I do. They're.. really nice" She smiled almost a little too genuinely and hopeful, before she put the earing she was currently holding back in it's box. She shifted in her seat uncomfortably, trying not to show her emotions that were currently building up inside her. She looked at the window and avoided Rachel's eyes as her voice struck casually " I should probably head home, though. It's gonna get dark very soon".
Rachel: Rachel refrained from doing some sort of dorky self-celebration dance and was brought out of her inner congratulations from Santana's words, her gaze shifting to the window. "You're right. Aside from the fact that you're not going to walk." She said this fairly pointedly as she stood, searching for her car keys. "You'll catch your death if you think I'd let you walk home when it's snowing like this."
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TAGGING: Santana Lopez and Rachel Berry
LOCATION: Rachel Berry’s household.
TIMEFRAME: December 26th, 2012.
DESCRIPTION: Santana goes over slightly drunk to receive her gift.
It has started snowing again, the walk sobering her up a lot faster than she expected. Santana found herself infront of Rachel’s house. She took out her phone from her pocket, checking on any missed calls or text messages and sighed at the empty screen before putting her back in her jacket’s pocket. She was infront of Rachel’s house and she wasn’t sure why she was there. It wasn’t for the gift, at least she didn’t feel like it was. She just needed to get away from it all. And her and Rachel were friends for brief 40 days back in senior year, right? Santana knocked on her door, looking around her, knowing it’ll be dark in not more than two hours from now.
Rachel: Rachel was lounging on her bed when her phone buzzed twice to notify her that she had received a message. Her eyebrows shot up when she realized it was Santana, not having expected any kind of response, and she grinned at her message before hopping out of bed. She smoothed out her dark skinny jeans and pulled the sleeves of her grey NYADA hoodie over her hands slightly, her hands cold despite the heat in her house.
Pulling her hair out of her ponytail, she stepped into the bathroom to fix it before retreating to her closet to pull out a small, perfectly wrapped green box with a big red bow placed on the top. Just as Rachel had closed the door to her closet, she heard the knock at the door and she smiled again, padding quickly in sock-covered feet to the front open the door. Initially she smiled, but when she noticed the lack of a car, her eyebrows furrowed, taking the crook of Santana’s elbow to quickly pull her inside. “Did you seriously walk here?”
Santana: Santana shivered as she felt a hand pulling her inside quite abruptly. Although, quite happy of being inside where it's warmer, she furrowed her eyebrows questionably "You've really raised your stalker level, you know that?" Santana took out her hands from her pockets before rubbing them together in attempt to get warmer. Feeling suddenly completely sobered up, and somewhat nervous, the latina looked down to the green box Rachel was holding, she quirked her eyebrow. Having thought that it was a joke, until now.
Rachel: It was considerably difficult to close the front door when the wind picked up but Rachel succeeded, furrowing her eyebrows once again towards Santana as she turned around. "Being alarmed that you walked in such harsh weather by yourself is hardly stalker material." The slight irritation in her expression quickly fades when she sees Santana shivering and rubbing her hands. "Here, let's get you some coffee. Or would you rather hot chocolate? Tea?" Rachel motion for the other girl to follow her as she heads into the kitchen, placing Santana's gift on the counter before turning to look over her shoulder.
Santana: Santana watched Rachel struggle to close the door, but too cold to help her, she smiled a little when she saw the shorter girl win the battle. As the diva turned around with furrowed eyebrow, Santana's face changed to her regular bitchy one as she tilted her head and raised her eyebrows at Rachel's comeback, not saying anything this time. Only when she saw the other girl turn and leave, Santana followed back not long after that.
"Don't you have wine or something that will actually raise my body temperature?" She followed now close behind, looking around at the house she hasn't been in in 2 years. Barely remembering it from that drunken and horribly gone wrong night.
Rachel: Rachel rolled her eyes quietly and walked towards her coffee maker, figuring if Santana wasn't going to have any, she might as well have some. "I think four glasses within such a short time period should be your limit, hm?" She raised an eyebrow at her as the coffee began to brew, turning to sit on one of the stools next to the counter.
Santana: Too tired to even roll her eyes at this point, Santana sat on the stool facing Rachel. She shot a look at the coffee machine before looking back at Rachel, clearing her throat and voicing out her thoughts "Are you seriously gonna lecture me about drinking, DrunkGayBerry?". Santana ran her hands through her hair before looking around nervously "Where are.. your dads?"
Rachel: Rachel wrinkled her nose a bit at the nickname before answering, "They're out on a 'date' at the movies. It's sweet," Rachel smiled a little, "You can tell they really love each other." The coffee machine beeped behind them, cutting her from her thoughts and she hopped off the stool that was a little too high for her to head towards the coffee. "What do you take?"
Santana: A weird feeling of calmness rushed through Santana's bones when she heard Rachel's dads were out. She smiled at Rachel's obvious admiration for her in love parents, only to be interrupted by the beeping of the coffee machine. She sighed and sniffed, before answering "Usually, tequila and a lemon after that but since you're talking about coffee, a little sugar and milk would be fine"
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