A/N: My muse demanded this. I figured it'd be fun to write.
Disclaimer: I own a cardboard box and a shopping cart. Nothing that really relates to this :p
Brooke roughly pulled Rachel by the arm into an empty classroom at halftime during a Raven's baskeball game.
Brooke was furious; Rachel could almost see the steam coming out of Brooke's ears. She smirked to herself at the thought, pleased. She considered Brooke to be much more interesting when she was angry.
Once Brooke shut the door behind them she turned on Rachel.
"What the hell was that?" the cheer captain demanded in a harsh voice. Rachel rolled her eyes and crossed her arms.
"THAT was me saving your ass in front of everyone. This does not sound like a 'thank you' to me." Rachel replied sarcastically. Brooke scoffed.
"I don't need YOU of all people to 'save' me! You are just trying to take control of the team away from me and everyone can see that! You need to keep your skanky hands off my squad!" Brooke yelled at her while pushing an accusing finger into Rachel's shoulder. Rachel smacked the finger aside and stepped closer to the other cheerleader threateningly.
"It isn't my fault some people just lack any sort of leadership skills! And you're not one to talk about being skanky."
Rachel saw the signs before it happened. The clenched fists, the tightened jaw, and especially the flames that burned in Brooke's eyes were all flashing warnings.
That's why she caught Brooke's hand aimed to strike her in midair. Brooke growled and launched her other hand with the intent of smacking this skank in the face. But Rachel surprised her again when she caught that one also and forced both hands behind Brooke's back. Rachel then forcefully pushed Brooke into the wall behind her and pinned the struggling Brooke against it, pressing her body firmly against the other girl to keep her there since her hands were occupied keeping Brooke restrained.
"What the hell are you doing?" Brooke asked angrily, surprised at being manhandled, especially by Rachel. She had to clamp her mouth shut to keep herself from gasping at the extreme contact. The curves of Rachel's body melded in such a feminine way to hers.
"Trying to keep you under control. What do you think I'm doing?" Rachel said so close that Brooke could feel her breath against her face.
"Well, this could have been construed into other things entirely, don't you think?" Brooke spat back. Rachel gave her one of THOSE smiles. One of those damn smiles of hers that just had to look so damn sexy.
"Brooke, you naughty girl." Rachel's smile grew wider when Brooke's cheeks flamed. "Who's the one with the dirty thoughts now?" Rachel taunted. She let her eyes trail to Brooke's lips. That's when Rachel herself noticed the sexual implications of their current position. And how incredibly kissable Brooke's lips were.
Rachel transferred both of Brooke's hands into one of her own and let the other one raise itself up to Brooke's jaw line. Brooke stayed perfectly still and kept her eyes on Rachel's face.
"Although…" Rachel let that word linger as she trailed her finger along Brooke's jaw, down her neck, over her chest and across Brooke's taut abdomen.
"I wouldn't exactly be offended by such thoughts." Rachel said in a low purr. Brooke visibly shuddered but kept her eyes open in a glare. Rachel smirked as she lifted her eyes to Brooke's face once again. This time when she looked Brooke's face was flushed and her chest heaved up and down, though not in anger anymore. Her pupils had dilated as she gazed at Rachel intensely almost in an angry but enticing way. Brooke's eyes glanced down at Rachel's lips then back to her eyes.
Rachel didn't need any more encouragement as she leaned her head in to kiss Brooke. Brooke met her halfway. Their lips met ferociously and Brooke's lips parted immediately, letting their tongues swirl together in a battle of domination.
Rachel released Brooke's hands to hold her hips while Brooke's newly released hands tangled themselves in Rachel's hair to pull her head closer to hers. Rachel moaned into the kiss.
Brooke's body enflamed when she felt Rachel's thumb brush the underside of her breast. Brooke gasped but Rachel attacked her lips with her own again. Rachel let one of her hands trail south along Brooke's back to slip underneath the waistband of Brooke's skirt. Brooke felt Rachel's hand cup one of her cheeks to force their hips even closer together and she arced her back into Rachel.
Brooke's lips separated from Rachel's to kiss a trail along her jaw and nipped at Rachel's ear lobe before bringing it into her mouth. Rachel started leaving wild, open mouth kisses down Brooke's neck and along her collarbone. Brooke whimpered into Rachel's ear when she bit down on a sensitive spot, which made her crazy with lust.
Brooke's body was on fire and she wanted Rachel like she never wanted anyone else in her life. It had never been like this, not even with Lucas. Electricity crackled around their bodies.
Brooke's fingers still holding Rachel's hair tightly in her hand pulled Rachel's head back up to her lips as they kissed with passionate lust. From that point on it was only lips, tongues, limbs and skin as they unleashed each other's most primal fantasies.
That's when a sound slowly started invading their own little world they had created in their passion. At first they completely ignored it but it became louder and more insistent as time passed. It sounded vaguely like the pounding of a door. Rachel was the first to pull back her lips from where they were attached to Brooke's throat. Brooke groaned in protest and Rachel gave her a small apologetic smile. Their foreheads leaned together breathing in each other's air.
"Damn." Brook mumbled. "That's the third time we get interrupted this week." Rachel chuckled at that and gave Brooke's nose a quick kiss before they started untangling themselves.
"Hello! Brooke? Rachel? I hope you two aren't strangling each other in there. Open the door!" Peyton's voice sounded from the other side of the door. Brooke rolled her eyes in annoyance as she adjusted her Raven's cheerleading uniform. Rachel smoothed down her hair.
"Easy there Brooke Davis." Rachel said sarcastically. Brooke scowled at Rachel, the redhead responding with a knowing smirk.
"Brooke? Rachel! Seriously, this is not cool!" Peyton's voice shouted through the locked door.
Brooke groaned and yanked the door open which caused Peyton's fist to almost collide with Brookes face. Fortunately Rachel grabbed Brooke by the hips and yanked her back before Peyton could have touched her.
Peyton's eyes widened in surprise and immediately dropped her hand to her side and smiled sheepishly at them.
"Oops." She muttered. Brooke pulled away from Rachel's protective grip on her and looked annoyingly at Peyton.
"What was all that pounding for? Didn't you know I was busy... yelling at Rachel."
Rachel stood directly behind Brooke and smiled at Peyton over Brooke's shoulder.
"Well, you two were "yelling" for a long time now." Peyton made air quotes with her fingers for emphasis. "I was beginning to think you two killed each other." She added jokingly.
"What are you implying here?" Brooke snapped. "Because I assure you, I was just yelling at Rachel for, um... I'm mad at her because she..." Brooke smacked her forehead with her fist. She couldn't think a damn coherent thought with Rachel breathing on her neck.
Damn that gorgeous redhead!
"She was yelling at me for saving her ass earlier." Rachel supplied.
"Yeah, that! Thank you, Rachel." Brooke said breathing a sigh of relief. Rachel's smile became wider while Peyton looked even more confused.
"I mean, not thank you for saving my ass, but for... Wait! You totally did not save my ass! You know what, I'm mad at you so why don't you just be quiet back there!" Brooke sputtered. Rachel bit the inside of her cheek to keep from bursting out into laughter.
Peyton raised her eyebrows at them in mild amusement, but finally cleared her throat.
"Um, they kind of need you down there in the gymnasium Brooke." Peyton said. Brooke's eyes focused back on Peyton and bit her tongue.
One side of Brooke's brain was totally dedicated on restraining herself from slamming the door in Peyton's face, throwing Rachel down on the nearest surface and having her way with her. The other side of her brain was screaming to do it. Brooke inwardly tried to silence her thoughts to process what Peyton was saying.
"Uh, can it wait? I'm not done... yelling at Gatina here." Brooke managed to get out.
"Yeah, Brooke here has to teach me a lesson." Rachel said directly into Brooke's neck causing Brooke's mind to burst into flames.
Peyton shook her head. "I don't think so. We're up in a couple of minutes."
Brooke inwardly groaned and turned to Rachel.
"Rachel, behave yourself!" Brooke turned back to face Peyton.
"Peyton, don't interrupt me while I'm yelling at Rachel!"
Brooke then hurriedly brushed past Peyton and down the hallway in quick strides, trying to get out of there before things got out of hand. Peyton's eyebrows furrowed together as she and Rachel watched Brooke striding quickly down the hall until she turned a corner and disappeared.
"What the hell just happened?" she said into the empty hallway. Rachel smiled her trademark smile at her.
"We were just arguing, as usual." Rachel responded innocently before she stepped out of the room herself and strutted down the hall after Brooke with her usual confident strides.
"Something's happening alright." Rachel said under her breath as she turned the corner. She smiled genuinely when she saw Brooke leaning on some lockers waiting for her. Brooke showed a small smile in return.
Peyton was left alone standing in front of the now empty classroom door. She shook her head. "I probably wouldn't want to know."
I might continue this...Depends on general response.