Ok, so what do we have? First, an alternative universe. Second a genderswap. Santana is Santiago. And third, a ratiung capital M. you will Encounter sexual themes, foul language and some violence. But don´t be alarmed, there will also be a lot of fluff and love!
I don´t own Glee, because if I did all of this would be seen on TV. So enjoy!
Santiago didn´t want to go out. He never wanted to go out. He rather focused on school and football or staying at home playing with his Xbox. He didn´t get a full ride for UCLA by getting drunk or partying. His friends Puck and Finn however, had a different opinion.
Puck cleaned pools all over town and met Santiago one morning, when the Latino took a swim in the pool of his apartment complex which Noah "Puck" Puckerman was supposed to clean. They became friends real quick. Although, they were as different as day and night, they got along really good. Puck was an extrovert person, his stories began with alcohol and ended with a nameless girl in his bed. Santiago on the contrary, was less experienced when it came to girls. He was rather an introvert. Sure, there were a few girls he had slept with during high school and in his two years of college. Still, he never really found a woman to date. Therefore, he studied hard to make his mother proud.
Maribel Lopez, mother of four, was a well-known surgeon in New York and thought at John Hopkins from time to time. Her husband passed away a few years prior and left Santiago being the only man in the Lopez household. With three sisters life was crazy- Life is crazy, especially with three older sisters. Santiago was the youngest and his sisters loved teasing him about everything and nothing. He never dared to bring home a girl. He tried once and she didn´t survive his sisters. He knew if there was ever a girl that survived a meeting with his sisters and mother, she would be the right one. Although he had to take them home to test this theory, he never did.
Santiago Lopez enjoyed his occasional one night stand, but that´s the end of the story. He never really connected with them. Their compliments about his eyes, body or stamina didn´t impress him at all. He knew, when it was the right one he would know.
Standing in his room he looked for some clothes to wear tonight. "What the fuck does one wear to a strip club?" he asked himself. He stood there only in briefs looking around in his room. His eyes landed on the mirror and for a second he checked his body out. He was almost 6"3´ and muscles defined his body. Football definitely made him work harder and he liked his body. The natural tan he had, due to being half Puerto Rican underlined his outer appearance of being called stud way too often in his opinion.
A knock on his door drew him back into reality. His roommate Finn peaked his head inside "are you ready to go? Puck called, he is already at the club."
"Five minutes" was all he said and with that Finn left. Santiago grabbed a random shirt and slipped some jeans on. It didn´t have to be special, he was just going to look at some chicks shaking their ass for some money. In his opinion, no need to fix himself up. The back of his hand scratched along his cheek when he threw on a necklace his father gave him a year before he died. Santiago felt a slight stubble and remembered that he forgot to shave this morning. He couldn´t be bothered now. The Latino wanted to head to the club, get the lap dance the boys promised him for his birthday (although he didn´t want to) and get the hell out of there.
Entering the club, Santiago spotted Puck in a booth in the far corner, but still good enough to see the whole club. Two empty beer glasses decorated his table. The Latino knew he was already too far out. Puck was a weakling when it came to alcohol.
"Finally! There is my birthday boy" Puck yelled and patted the spot next to him. Santiago slipped into the booth sitting next to Puck, Finn followed him.
"I think you should slow down on the beer, Puckerman" Santiago told him and grabbed the beer glass which was set in front of Puck, to not give him the opportunity to drink more. "Give him" he gestured with his head towards Puck "a glass of coke or whatever, just no more alcohol."
The waitress nodded and ignored Puck´s begging, the Latino looked way more intimidating. She decided to follow his wish. Walking back over to the bar she placed the order "Tina, I need two beer and a coke for table 29".
"Coming right up, Rachel" the Asian said and got started on those drinks "there is not a lot going on tonight is there?"
"Not right now, but we both know that Brittany isn´t on for another hour. The club should be packed within the next 30 minutes" Rachel replied and she was right. Men came in groups settling around the main stage. Brittany was the newest attraction of the Sugar Cube.
The owner, Sugar Motta, hired her right from the spot when she saw her dancing and undressing. She wasn´t interested in Brittany´s background or her situation. As long as Brittany did her four shows a week and some walking around to sell some private dances she could pursue as she wished, Sugar was happy.
Brittany was ok about that. She couldn´t do any other job, since she barely finished high school and dropped out of college. She hasn´t regretted drooping out, Liam was all worth it. He was worth the world.
Liam´s father on the other hand... well, to Brittany he was wonderful at first. Being young together and having fun was amazing. They went out on dates, went to parties and one night it happened. They were both drunk and didn´t think about protection, that´s how Liam happened.
Brittany doesn´t regret anything, she loves her baby boy and would do anything for him. Her current job was the best example. She never thought that she would ever work in a strip club. But what was she supposed to do? When she told her parents that she was pregnant; they left her alone and turned their backs on her. She had no money to afford college and therefore dropped out. She needed to move off campus and found a small apartment, her next door neighbor told her about working at the Sugar Cube and Brittany instantly thought it was the best solution, big money for some skin. Quinn, the neighbor, became her friend instantly and watched Liam when the dancer was at work. This was one of those nights.
The bass bounced through the club and Brittany stepped onto the stage, she knew her steps by heart and just wanted to get this evening over with. There was a man waiting at home for her, her little man.
She swayed her hips and grabbed her own ass. Whistles erupted from the audience and when she turned the spotlight hit her straight in the eyes. She didn´t mind, at least she wouldn´t see all those creeps staring at her. Brittany couldn´t make out for herself if she liked them not staring, because they undressed her in their heads or rather because she still hasn´t lost all of her pregnancy weight. Her boobs were just as round as her ass. Pregnancy made her body fuller and juicer, that was one of the reasons Sugar hired her in the first place.
Brittany liked her body, sure it wasn´t her six pack defining her body anymore, but Liam was only two months old. There was no way, she could have lost everything she gained during pregnancy. But the blonde didn´t mind. Her body still aroused men and that´s all she needed. They gave generous tips when she was on stage and even better when she gave them a lap dance.
Right now she focused on her dance. Fifteen minutes of touching herself, losing some clothes and wiggling her butt. She could do that. She ignored the men out there, she thought about Liam, she did it for him- although she wasn´t proud of herself. She was proud of Liam and that made everything worth it.
When she got off the stage and wanted to call it a night, Rachel told her that she had a customer for a private dance. "Thanks Rachel. But tell the rest I don´t want to do any dances, I want to get home."
The brunette nodded, told her room eight and walked back over to the bar.
Brittany huffed, she wasn´t in the mood. She should have said no to this customer already but she knew she couldn´t. Sugar would freak if she heard that Brittany would turn customers down. Maybe this wouldn´t be that bad she thought to herself while getting dressed into some clothes to take off again in just a few minutes.
When she entered the room she looked around and saw a muscular and tall man in front of her. He turned around and Brittany stopped breathing for a second, she knew him. He was Santiago Lopez, running back from the Bruins, she didn´t watch a lot of football but her brother talked a lot about this man.
"Hello" she said, trying to remain calm. Brittany wondered why a man like him would come to an establishment. He could have any girl, well not any girl but a lot them she guessed. Santiago Lopez was little famous when it came to college football. Since he started playing for the Bruins two years ago his career exploded, his stats were beyond compare and even Brittany with her little experience knew that he would be one of the first drafts as soon as he finished college.
However, right now he was a customer and wanted a dance. But when she looked at him, he seemed a little bit distant. "Are you alright?" she asked and waited for an answer. The Latino just stood there, smiled shyly and scratched his neck.
"Ye- yeah. Thanks. I´m just... I don´t know. I´ve never done this before" he stuttered "but my friends kinda forced me to come here and get a lap dance" he gestured at her "and I liked you. I hope that´s fine."
Brittany smiled, she couldn´t believe how shy this man was. The few games she saw he was literally kicking ass and running people down. How could it be possible that he was embarrassed now? She wanted to give him some comfort, just as far as she could go in their current situation.
"Ok, don´t worry. That´s what I am here for. You sit there" she pointed to the couch "and for the next 10 minutes I´m all yours. You are allowed to look" he nodded signaling he understood "but no touching."
Santiago dropped onto the couch "ok" he almost whispered. Brittany found it somehow cute and intriguing , but this was a one-time thing she reminded herself. Santiago Lopez wouldn´t come back. He said himself, he was forced to come here.
She turned on the music and then stepped between his legs her back facing his front. Brittany saw how Santiago´s hands lay on his knees and swayed her butt close to his bulky upper body. Something about his hands and imagining them all over her body made her move her ass closer so it touched his chest. She could hear a faint gasp, Santiago obviously did not expect that but neither did she. The dancer wanted to grab his hands and move them over her body.
Nobody has touched her in a while and she missed it. Santiago with his shy smile and the image she had of him, made her willing to forget the rules. There was no denying that his body made her crazy and her hormones weren´t helping. But Brittany controlled herself. She turned around and sent him a smile.
Santiago tried to keep his cool. He couldn´t deny that this girl was hot. Lady Fierce Pierce was a nice looking woman, she had some curves but what mostly fascinated him were her long hair and her cerulean eyes. He had never seen such blue eyes before. She was beautiful, perfect even.
The way her body moved to the music, which was more a background noise to Santiago, didn´t help his case that his dick wanted some fun too. But he knew that he wouldn´t get any here. He would go home tonight, think about the hot blonde dancer and jerk off. He just had to remember the moves she made. They way her ass moved up and down on his chest was a good start.
When she turned around he finally could grab his knees hard, because she had a beautiful backside but her front was even better. There were those eyes and her chest was so close to his face, if he would stick out his tongue right now, he would be able to lick the valley between these two nice globes. He could only imagine what her nipples would look like. That was too much, his dick twitched.
Brittany didn´t notice what was going on beneath her, she took her top off and then supported herself on his shoulders. She tried to be sneaky about touching him, it wasn´t something she usually did and it had nothing to do with his faint celebrity status, she found the person Santiago interesting.
Another gasp came from the Latino´s mouth and that was when Brittany sent him a gentle smile and looked him deep into his eyes. They were so dark, like dark chocolate. She had never seen anything like them, besides Liam. Her son had such dark eyes too. It scared her for a second, but the Latino –although he didn´t do anything – calmed her somehow.
She continued dancing and soon she was only wearing her underwear. Santiago liked the view and got himself to calm down. He didn´t want to creep her out by having a hard on.
When the music ended, both knew it was the end of their time together. Unknowingly, both were sad about that. Santiago didn´t get up until the girl was completely dressed. He had to... he had to talk to her... there were no words coming out of his mouth.
All that he got out was a thank you. The blonde dancer answered with a smile, took his money and left the room. Santiago stood there, he was shocked. "What the fuck just happened?" he asked out loud. There was something. He felt it. She must have felt it too. The way they looked at each other must have meant something.
He walked back into the club and looked around for the girl. He ignored his friends as much as possible, but they wouldn´t leave him alone.
"Yes" he almost yelled "she was really good. Thanks guys, but I´m tired. I´m gonna head home" he said and left the table, walking outside. He decided to just come back again and look for the girl. Santiago felt bad for not even knowing her name.
Just when he was about to start walking home he saw a figure coming out of the alley next to the club. It was the girl and when she saw him she stopped.
"Hey" he croaked out. Good job Lopez, embarrass yourself, such a whimp. But it seemed to work out for the girl.
"Hey" she answered and wanted to walk past him. It was now or never he knew it.
"Would you-" she stopped walking "would you like a cup of coffee?" he smiled at her. The blonde girl just stood there looking at him. Then she gently shook her head "sorry, I don´t drink coffee. At least not at the moment," how could she? She was breastfeeding her son "and I really have to get home" to my two months old son she added in her head.
There was disappointment in his face and Brittany felt bad. She didn´t want to turn him down. He was interesting, but Liam would always come first. And her brain got support from her boobs as well, she really needed some release and Liam could give this to her.
"Oh, ok" he said looking at the ground "maybe I can walk you home?" he thought another try wouldn´t kill him. He wanted more time with her.
Brittany wasn´t sure if she should say yes, she should say no. "Yes. Ok" she answered. There was a smile that appeared on his face and he waited for her to guide the way.
The first few minutes nobody spoke. Brittany thought she could start, he seemed more nervous than her "so what does Santiago Lopez do in a strip club?"
She could see that he blushed. "My friends forced me. You know... it being my birthday. They thought it was a nice present."
She chuckled. He was cute, she loved –wait a moment– she enjoyed his shyness. Brittany could tell he was genuine. Then there was silence again. But then it hit him.
"Wait, you know me?" he was impressed? Shocked? Brittany couldn´t make it out.
She stopped and looked him deep into the eyes "just because I´m a stripper doesn´t mean I don´t know anything about football or college" it came out bitchier than she thought. It hit Santiago like a wall of bricks. He never wanted to imply that she was stupid or whatever she seemed to think. He felt bad and tried a way to correct himself, but how else could it be than him stuttering his answer. This girl did things to him like no other person could ever. Santiago Lopez stood for confidence and self-esteem, but the blonde dancer took everything from him.
"Listen..." he didn´t even know her name "I... I didn´t wanted to say that... that you are... that you don´t know stuff like that. It´s just... just... just" win some time and don´t insult her Lopez "just all the women I know don´t give a damn about football" he waved his hands. "All my family watches is soccer," he chuckled to lose the tension a little bit "they probably hate me playing football."
The blonde girl opposite to him seemed to accept that answer. "Ok, but I don´t think they hate you." They continued walking. Santiago noticed that she shivered. "Here," he took of his jacket "take that, you are freezing."
Her coat was so thin, the Latino couldn´t believe that she would wear something like that when she had to walk home at night. But then it hit him, maybe she only walked because of him. Just when he helped her putting on his jacket, he almost whispered in her ear, because he stood right behind her. "Do you want me to call you a cab?"
Brittany was speechless. First, the Latino offered her his jacket without further question, what a gentleman and second, he didn´t seem to like her freezing and even if she was double-coating now he offered to call a cab. Get your head straight, girl.
She knew that this was just him being nice, but she declined politely since they were almost at her apartment complex.
When they arrived at Brittany´s apartment complex, they said good night and Santiago walked home, but not before he saw the girl disappearing safely into her building. When he was in front of his door he noticed that he forget his jacket, the girl was still wearing it. He cursed at himself. His wallet was in there, all he had right now were his keys and his cell phone.
He would just go over there tomorrow and get it back. Then it hit him, he didn´t know her name. But somehow he would find the girl again. He wanted to.
The Latino took a shower and thought about the girl. She was beautiful and the short walk they spent together was amazing, he liked every second of it. Hopefully, he would find out her name next time. There was nothing sexual about his thoughts, which was weird somehow. Just hours before he thought about going home, jerking off to that beautiful girls body but right now he only admired her beauty. God, she was pretty.
Brittany entered her apartment with Quinn sitting on the small couch in the living room and a slightly fuzzy Liam in his swing "perfect timing, Britt. He was getting hungry" Quinn said and checked her watch "I´ll had to work now, maybe I can score some private dances." She winked at the younger blonde and after Brittany thanked her she walked out the door.
Liam was trying to cry but as soon as Brittany picked him up he calmed down a little "let me just wash my chest a second and then I´ll feed you my angel" she whispered. Brittany just had to wash herself a little before she could breastfeed her son. Walking into the bathroom, carrying her son, she grabbed a washcloth and squirted some soap on it. Carelessly, she dragged her shirt up, noticing she was still wearing Lopez´s jacket, but this had to wait. She washed her breast as good as possible, dried them and walked over to her couch again and sat down.
Liam instantly latched onto her right breast and it was a relief for her. He took some pressure off of her. After a short while she turned him over to relieve her other breast as well. The small boy wasn´t as enthusiastic as before but he sucked on her breast and looked at his mother with big eyes.
"Yes, eat my little angel. I missed you," she cooed "I know I was only gone for a few hours, but I was doing it for us" Liam focused on her and listened to every word, the blonde knew he couldn´t understand her, but he voice was enough for him.
It didn´t take long until Liam let go of her breast, she turned him that he could burp and gently rocked him while walking around the small apartment. When her son burped she walked over to his crib which was right next to her bed and laid him to sleep.
Another minute passed and she just watched him sleep. Then she walked out of the bedroom back into the living space. She took of both jackets she wore and threw them on the couch, pulled her shirt down and walked into the kitchen area to make herself a sandwich. She never let the baby-phone stand too far away.
After eating she took her much needed shower. She would jump into bed right after that, because Liam would be hungry again soon. She looked over to the crib where her son was in peaceful slumber, it gave her a second to think about Santiago Lopez, who wasn´t as creepy as any other guy who wanted a lap dance from her. He seemed like a gentleman, he never looked at her body. Now, that she thinks back, he only focused on her eyes. Then when he walked her home, well that was weird at first, he was the perfect gentleman. She knew that she had to return his jacket somehow, but there was also the chance of him to come and get it. Then she could see him again.
She knew it was a dangerous game. Santiago Lopez had a good life, she just googled him. Coming from a wealthy family, having a scholarship and being rumored about the upcoming draft, he had everything. Compared to Brittany, who dropped out of college and afforded the life of herself and son by stripping. He was the all American boy and she was white trash. She silently sobbed. At one point she was too exhausted to cry and fell asleep.