Title: Turn My Swag On (1/4)

"I'm not sure about this." Rachel turned her eyes away from her own reflection and focused on the blue eyes staring back at her. She took a deep breath before biting the inside of her lower lip.

"Trust me, Rachel." Brittany beamed. The smile slowly left her lips as she took in the other girl's hands screwed together. She had never seen Rachel so nervous. She reached out and gave Rachel's bicep a gentle squeeze before moving behind the shorter girl and wrapping her arms around her waist, resting her head on her shoulder so that she could still see Rachel's pretty face in the mirror. "If you're not comfortable like this, we can do it some other way."

"I'm not uncomfortable," Rachel looked herself up and down. Her clothes weren't all that different to what she normally wore, which confused her a little, but Brittany seemed to like that she had un-tucked the white blouse from her short plaid skirt and wore most of the buttons open, revealing the dark vest underneath. Brittany had also made her unbutton the cuffs of her blouse and roll up her sleeves to her elbows, saying that she had great arms and that she shouldn't keep hiding them. Brittany had also made her take off her knee high socks and Mary Jane's, giving her a pair of sneaker socks and the converse she wore for Glee. "It's just, I'm not sure if I can do this."

"But you want to." Brittany pressed her lips to the side of Rachel's neck, inhaling the scent of her girlfriend. "I'm not forcing you to do this, Rache. It's you that wants this."

"I know." Rachel sighed. She turned her face so that she could capture the blonde's lips with her own. "And I know you're only trying to help." Turning back towards the mirror, her fine brows furrowed in confusion. "How is this supposed to help, by the way? I don't look any different."

Brittany smirked as she took in the brunette's reflection. "For someone so clever, you can be incredibly dumb sometimes." Her warm smile and lingering looks took the sting out of her words. "You are so very sexy, Rachel." Brittany stroked her fingers under the cotton of her girlfriend's blouse and across the tight vest. She dipped her fingers beneath the waist band of Rachel's skirt, tugging at the vest until a sliver of skin was revealed to her eyes. The blonde licked at her lips. "You just need to turn your swag on and ditch the sweaters and knee highs."

"Turn my swag on?" Rachel grimaced. "And I thought you liked my knee highs?"

Brittany chuckled softly. "I like getting you out of the knee highs, Rachel. You have unbelievable legs for someone so little and I know for a fact that Santana likes them."

"She does?" Rachel swallowed at the thought of the Latina looking at her legs.

"Yeah." Brittany breathed. "You ought to have seen her face when you wore those booty shorts." She tickled her fingertips over the exposed flesh of Rachel's belly; not resisting the urge to stroke her thumb over the gentle indentation of the other girl's naval. Santana might like Rachel's legs, but she was all about the girl's sultry mouth, toned stomach and sexy belly button, oh, and her armpits. Rachel had fantastic armpits. Hell, there wasn't much, other than the huge words Rachel tended to spout, that Brittany didn't like about her girlfriend. "She was all over me after the performance." She opened her mouth and grazed her teeth against the addictive patch of skin between Rachel's neck and shoulder that she tended to mark as her own, before licking away the sting. "I could tell that she was thinking of you and she was so turned on."

"Really?" Rachel's breath hitched, her dark eyes watching the blonde behind her.

Brittany hummed against Rachel's neck as she sucked softly. "She was … so wet for you, Rache."

Rachel groaned as she tilted her head to give the blonde better access. "She … was?"

Brittany lifted her blue eyes to meet Rachel's. "Almost as wet as you get when you think about her."

"Brittany." Rachel moaned, her hand coming up to caress her girlfriend's face. "I love you."

"I know you do, baby." Brittany smiled and nuzzled her face into Rachel's hand. "I love you too."

The brunette gasped as teeth nipped at her palm. With the hand not being bitten and kissed, she covered the fingers Brittany had resting on her tummy and tired to push them underneath the waistband of her skirt. "Britt," She shuddered her frustration as Brittany continued to mouth her palm. "Help … me."

Brittany kept her eyes locked with Rachel's. She could clearly see how turned on the brunette was, it was always easy for her to see. Rachel's cheeks were flushed, eyes dark and hooded with desire. The heat had already begun to spread across Rachel's chest, her nipples hard and straining against three layers of material, her bra, her vest and the blouse. She could see how Rachel squirmed to get their combined hands under her skirt and into her panties. "You want me, baby?" Brittany breathed.

"Always." Rachel swallowed. "Always you."

Brittany eased her fingers from Rachel's grip and tugged up the pleats of Rachel's skirt until she could slide her hand underneath. "And Santana?" Long fingers stroked Rachel through her panties, pressing the material against swollen flesh until she could feel the wetness through the cotton.

Rachel nodded furiously as she chewed at her lip. Her hips thrust forward with wanting and she hoped that Brittany wouldn't tease her for too long.

"And Quinn?" Blue eyes sparkled as Rachel pressed her hand against Brittany's, forcing her to be a little rougher.

"Britt?" Rachel gasped, her eyes squeezing shut." Please … fuck me."

Brittany didn't mind that Rachel thought of the others when they were together, in fact she thought that it was super hot and she had no right to be offended when she did the same thing. Brittany tugged the cotton of Rachel's panties to one side and slid two long fingers straight into her girlfriend.

"Brittany." Rachel sighed in relief, her eyes opening just a little so that she could watch the blonde. "Feels … so good."

Brittany thrust her fingers inside, over and over, curling her fingers and rolling her thumb against Rachel's rock hard clit. She loved how wet Rachel got. The squishy noises were almost as hot as feeling sticky juices cover her fingers and palm. She had never been with anyone before Rachel who got that wet. Brittany pressed herself against Rachel's ass as she moved it back and forth in time with the thrusts. She would've preferred for them both to be naked as they did this, but they were at school and Brittany had forgotten to lock the door to the bathroom that they had been using to get Rachel ready. She needed to be quick. Turning slightly so that she could rub herself against Rachel's hip, Brittany captured Rachel's lips with her own, kissing the other girl hungrily as she moved in and out.

Rachel was so close. She could feel the muscles in her stomach tighten and she grabbed as best as she could at her girlfriend, holding her closer. "Britt … I'm gonna …"

Brittany wrestled Rachel's tongue with her own, stopping the girl from talking. She sucked on Rachel's tongue and suddenly Rachel was clenching around her fingers and groaning throatily into her mouth. Feeling the gush against her palm, Brittany pushed herself roughly against her girlfriend's hip bone, holding her breath as she came hard and fast.

Rachel turned in the blonde's arms, feeling her skirt fall back into place as Brittany took a deep breath and wrapped her arms around her shoulders. She smiled up into sparkling blue eyes and kissed Brittany. "I think that I'm going to have to change my underwear now."

Brittany shook her head and licked at her kiss swollen lips. She normally loved to go down on Rachel after she'd come and could practically taste the tang of Rachel on her tongue, but she knew that if they were going to do what they were going to do; eating out Rachel Berry wasn't an option at the moment. "Don't." Brittany made do with sucking her still damp fingers into her mouth, earning her a heated look from Rachel. She smirked at the brunette before spinning her around to look at herself in the mirror.

This Rachel Berry had her swag on.

Brittany loved this sexed up version of Rachel. This just got laid but I wanna do it again, smug looking diva.

"Look, Rachel." The blonde nodded towards the mirror.

Rachel stared at herself and felt the smirk lift the corners of her lips. She looked good and felt fantastic and yet she was the same Rachel as ten minutes ago. The same girl, who puzzled over her clothes, now believed that her girlfriend was the wisest woman on the face of the planet. Right now, Rachel felt sexy as hell and she was going to get what she wanted.

"She'll love how wet you are." Brittany grinned widely. "Go get them, baby. I'll be waiting."

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