A/N: Okay, so this is chapter 13 from 'Let Me Love You'. It was getting quite a few request for some sequels because people wanted to see different stuff happen for Rachel and Santana. There fore It was decided that I would delete it from 'Let Me Love You' and turn it into it's own story, so here it is.
THIS IS THE PROMPT THAT STARTED IT ALL from Guest: Could you do when where Rachel has a g!p and is insecure about it, so Santana helps her feel good about herself (it doesn't have to be through smut)!
Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or its character because if I did either Pezberry would of have had some Pezberry lovin' a long time ago.
All mistakes are mine.
"Rach, baby please open the door." Santana pleaded outside her girlfriend's door.
"No, just go okay. Just leave!"
"I'm not leaving Rachel, so please just open the door." The Latina sighed and banged her head against the door. Rachel had locked herself in there twenty minutes ago and was showing no signs of coming out any time soon.
Santana and Rachel had been dating for the past nine months, after have forming and unlikely friendship over the summer. Things were complicated at first at school, but with a few threats, and the help of Quinn, Brittany, Puck, and Sam, the happy couple was left alone. The two girls had had their share of fights and misunderstandings, but their love always prevailed. So how the two girls ended up in this situation with Santana begging for Rachel to let her inside you may ask, well… it started out with a kiss.
A kiss that quickly became heated and turned into full blown make out session. Santana kept pulling Rachel closer, wanting as much contact as possible. Eventually only to hook her leg over Rachel and straddled her. Santana and Rachel hadn't had sex yet because Rachel was still very uncomfortable with the equipment she was working with. Santana knew about it, she had since the two girls had become friends, and it didn't bother her one bit, but the same couldn't be said for Rachel. Therefore whenever things became heated between the two Rachel put a stop to it. But with Santana there kissing all over her Rachel wasn't paying much attention, then Santana straddled her, invoking a moan from the smaller girl. The Latina took that as a go ahead from her girlfriend and began grinding her hips against Rachel's now fully erect cock. Santana had managed to undo Rachel's jeans before everything kicked into gears and Rachel was practically pushing her out of her bedroom with tears running down her face. Leaving them here: with the Latina pleading outside her door.
"Rachel, you have to talk to me, I don't want us to keep going on like this, I love you so much, and I hate that you always feel the need to hide this part of you from me." Santana spoke through the wood door.
"Then maybe we shouldn't go on."
Santana felt a knife go through her heart at the words of her girlfriend. Not once in the nine months of dating had the girls ever even considered breaking up. "Rachel you don't mean that. You're just upset." Santana waited for Rachel to say something, but all she heard was harder crying and the only thing she could picture was her girlfriend rolled up on the floor crying. She sunk down to the carpet floor and leaned her head against the door listening to the broken sobs. "Do you remember when we were five," she began. "In kindergarten, and randomly one day during recess Puck walked up to you and handed you a bunch of sunflowers and dandelions, he was about to explain what they were for when Dave walked up and pushed you on to the ground making you drop the flowers and scrape your knee…" Santana heard bustling from the other side of the door and figured it was Rachel getting closer. "I remember watching you burst out into tears, as you cried for your dad and daddy…" A tear roll down the Latina's cheek as she remember mini Rachel on the ground with tear stained cheek and red eyes. "I didn't know how to get them to the playground, so instead I helped you up and carried your star bag. I brought you over to the bench, and made you sit."
"You were so mad." Rachel's voice was barely above a whisper as she leaned against her bedroom door. "You started pacing back and forth like your mother does and you were mumbling in Spanish… I just stared at you, with silent tears running down my face. I sniffled-"
"And I stopped ranting in Spanish," Santana picked up the story, "So I could get a napkin and band-aid from you backpack."
"You wiped my cut and put the band aid over it."
"Then I looked at you," Santana chuckled to herself.
"And you said I was special. That I was a star just like the one on my back pack and band-aids. You said I was the brightest star ever. Then you hugged me, and whispered in Spanish, tu eres mi estrella brillante… you are my shining star."
"You still are, always have been actually." Santana admitted.
"I love it when you tell me that story." Rachel sighed out as her eyes began to drift close.
"And I love telling you that story, although there is a part of it that I never told you before."
"What are you talking about?" Rachel asked her voice full a sleep from excessive crying and a day of school.
"The flowers… you've always thought they were from Puck."
"Aren't they?"
"No."
"What are you talking about Tana?"
"They've always been from me."
"What?" Rachel looked up at the door even though she couldn't see her girlfriend.
"Those sunflowers and dandelions were never from Puck… they were from me. That's why I was watching him give them to you." Santana lifted her head when she heard a soft click and the door open. Rachel was sitting cross legged, and her eyes were red and puffy.
"Are you just saying that so that I'd open the door?" Rachel had a small pout on her lips and Santana couldn't resist leaning in and kissing the pout away.
"No. I'm saying it because it's true. You can even call Puck and ask him. I've had that boy wrapped around my finger since kindergarten."
Rachel laughed before sniffling a little. "What does this have to do with- well this," Rachel motioned to her crotch area.
"Well," Santana began, standing up and helping her girlfriend up, "Nothing actually." Santana led Rachel to the bed and pulled back the covers before they crawled in. Santana propped herself on one elbow leaning over Rachel. "I just know it always helps you calm down or fall asleep, which I figured were both rather important right now since you're only running on five hours of sleep which then messed with your night and morning routines to end with you having a very bad day."
"Very true. I still can't believe he gave us that paper to be due to the next day."
"Mmm," Santana leaned down a pressed a kiss to Rachel's shoulder. "I know you get really self conscious about your extra appendage Rachel, but you have to know its okay. It doesn't make you any less of a girl, or any less of a star. Your fathers raised you to be open minded and to accept things and people as they are, so I don't understand why you can't accept yourself. You're beautiful Rachel every inch of you from head to toe, ever scar, every birth mark, every mole, and your extra appendage. All of you, you're beautiful."
"You haven't seen it."
"Then show me."
"San-"
"No, Rach, show me. I promise you once I see you, all of you; I will still find you just as breath taking."
"Promise you won't run."
"I promise," Santana sealed her promise with a passionate kiss to Rachel's lips. Once she pulled away she rested her forehead against Rachel's. She could feel as the girl began to shimmy out of her jeans and underwear under the covers. Santana took liberty in helping her out of her shirt and bra once she was done. "I'm going to pull back the covers now okay," Rachel only nodded. "I love you Rachel," Santana whispered before kissing the diva and pulling back the covers.
Rachel slammed her eyes shut as the Latina took in her body. Her tan skin with minor scars from dance classes and gymnastics along with perfectly toned abs from the same activities her perfectly toned legs no doubt from her elliptical work outs , and there, in between the thighs that Santana had dreamed of sinking her teeth into was the semi hard tan seven and half inch cock that had scared the girl she loved.
"God…" Santana breathed out, she's not sure how long she had been staring at her girlfriend, but figured it had been awhile due to the burning in her eyes. "You are so beautiful."
Rachel opened her eyes at the Latina's words only to close them again when Santana crashed their lips together. Kissing her girlfriend hard; trying push through as much passion and love as a kiss could. Rachel wrapped her hands around the Latina's neck and pulled her in closer, her semi hard becoming fully erect with the moans escaping Santana.
"Ugh, make love to me Rachel."
"What?"
"Make love to me."
"San…"
Santana crashed her lips against Rachel's once again. "I want" she moved to straddle her girlfriend. "To feel you." The Latina ground her hips against Rachel's earning a gasp and moan from the small diva. "All of you."
"Ugh! God San!" Rachel started bucking her hips against her the Latina's. "I've never-"
"I know," Santana kissed the side of her face. "Just do what feels right."
Rachel nodded and sat up she kissed down her girlfriend's neck, biting her pulse point before running her tongue over it. Santana moaned at the feeling and bucked her hips. Rachel's hands traveled to the bottom of Santana's shirt, she stopped and looked up into the Latina's eyes asking for permission, Santana nodded and Rachel slowly began to lift the shirt kissing every inch of the tan skin in the process. Her eyes immediately locked on to the red laced bra incasing what she imagined to be the most perfect breast. Before she knew what she was doing Rachel's teeth were digging into the top of the right breast while kneading the left. Santana's back arched and her hands made their way to chestnut hair. In a swift motion Rachel unclasped the Latina's bra and latched her teeth on to one of her nipples while pinching the other one.
"God! Rachel!"
A moment later Rachel was flipping them over and leaving opened mouthed kisses along her girlfriend's body. She stopped at the top of her jeans and looked up into lust filled eyes that also conveyed more love than she ever thought possible. Santana nodded and Rachel pulled her jeans off along with her underwear, she tossed them to the side before hovering over the Latina.
"San," Rachel breathed out.
"Shhh," Santana reached her hand in between the two of them and wrapped her hand around Rachel's pulsing member.
"Oh God!" Rachel groaned out. Santana began moving her hand up and down her girlfriend's member, collecting her precome to help with the movement.
Santana stopped moving her hand up down Rachel's length and locked eyes with her. Slowly she positioned Rachel at her entrance and allowed her to slowly move all the way in. She hissed a little at the feeling Rachel was the biggest she had ever had and it was going to take a minute for her to adjust.
Rachel immediately panicked at the look of pain on her girlfriend's face and went to pull out. Santana grabbed onto Rachel's waist to stopd her, "You're not doing anything wrong. I just have to adjust; you're the biggest I've ever had."
"Are you sure?"
Santana nodded and pulled Rachel down for a kiss, "I'm sure, just go slow."
Rachel nodded and slowly began to rock her hips. Santana could sense Rachel resisting the urge to pound into her which is truly what she wanted now that the pain had been replaced with pleasure. "Faster Rachel!"
Rachel nodded and increases her speed. "Oh fuck 'Tana! You feel so good!" Rachel's head fell to Santana's shoulder and she couldn't help but bite her girlfriend.
Santana gasped and bucked her hips as she dug her nails into Rachel's back. Rachel hissed at the pleasurable pain, and started pounding into Santana like a jack hammer. "Damn it you feel so good! So- ugh- fucking- ugh tight!"
"Fuck! Rachel! Yes! Harder!" Rachel started to hit that special spot over and over and Santana could feel the coiling in her stomach. "Ohmygodyes!" Her nails dug further into Rachel's back only to slide down and grab onto to that perfect tan ass. "I'm gonna- oh god Rachel- I'm gonna!"
"Say my name Santana! I want you- to- fucking-" Rachel emphasizes everything with and incredibly hard thrust. "Scream- my- fucking- name!" Rachel's moved her hand down their bodies to rub and pinch Santana's clit; her teeth latch on to Santana's pulse causing the girl to completely let go.
"RACHEL OH SHIT YES!"
Rachel could feel the familiar tightening in her balls and thrusted harder into Santana pushing the girl over the edge for a second time only this time joined by Rachel who screamed her name at a perfect pitch. Rachel pulled out of her girlfriend just in time to watch as her cum completely covered the girl's torso. She collapsed next to Santana both of their chest heaving as they came down from their amazing highs. Rachel was the first to speak once they caught their breath.
"I didn't mean to cover you in my… stuff. I just don't know if I can get you pregnant or not, and I figured it's be better we didn't risk it because you have such a full life ahead of you, and I'd hate to put you in such a situation. I mean I wouldn't leave you to take care of the baby-"
Rachel was cut off when Santana topped her and pressed their lips together in a heated and passionate kiss; she only pulled away to whisper against Rachel's lips. "I never liked the idea of someone's cum covering me, but it's actually pretty hot. The way it just shoots out and lands right on me, it's like you're marking me, making me yours."
"Oh God," Rachel moaned, her member twitching at the thought of Santana in nothing but her cum.
"And I'm guessing you also like the idea."
"God yes. Making you mine and no one else's. You just laying there while I spray it all over you." Rachel's hand moved to her throbbing cock and she started to rub it up and down still mumbling words about painting Santana in her cum.
"Does that make you hot baby?" Santana husked in the smaller girl's ear.
"Fuck yes! I just want to paint you in my cum."
"Then do it." Santana rolled off of Rachel and spread her legs, giving her girlfriend a full view of her glistening sex. Rachel got up on her knees still stroking her member. She stared at Santana as her hand moved to her sex and she started rubbing her clit. "Cover me with your cum Rachel," Santana moaned out. And that's all it took to send Rachel into her second orgasm as spurts of cum covered perfectly tan skin.
"You look so hot with my jizz all over you." Rachel breathed out as she leaned over the Latina.
"Ready to go already?" Santana mused when she felt Rachel's cock press against her thight. "Wow, who knew Rachel Berry was such a sex fanatic."
"Hmm, this is what you do to me." Rachel smiled before catching her girlfriend's lips.