AN: so, there may be some of you who think i got the idea for this fic from a girl who role plays Santana on , well thats me so i haven't stolen anything, just so you all know. i don't own anything other than the situation the characters are in, the characters themselves where created by Ryan Murphy and Co.
This is an AU story, obviously.
Full Summery: Back in junior year, when Santana took Finn's V-card, she fell pregnant, but feeling the pressure she decided to have an abortion; not telling anyone about it. Now its Senior year and Santana is reconsidering telling Finn about their almost baby. What will Puck do when he finds out that his go-to girl didn't have the courage to do what Quinn did? Will Finn and Rachel Survive once Santanas secret comes out?
Finntana, Pucktana & possible Puckurt or Puckelberry Smutt. RATED M FOR A REASON PEOPLE. please do not read if you are under the age of 16.
He was a complete Oaf, a big uncoordinated oaf who couldn't see right from wrong most of the time. He had memory problems, and tended to think the world revolved around his life; which it doesn't. And yet, there is, well was a possibility that i could have had his child, if i felt like being kicked of the cheerios, ridiculed and mocked for at least 9 months, if not longer.
Santana shuddered softly as she thought back to that one fatal night she took Finn Hudson's virginity. It had almost been 2 years to the day that she had, and she wished she could just skip the day all together. The 27th of January had always stuck in her mind, and the thought of it haunted her, telling her it was wrong, and against her religion to have an abortion, let alone sex before marriage. of course she had sex many a time, and she wasn't planning on slowing down just to appease the gods, but abortion was killing a potential someone, someone who that would have been hers, who would always love her, because no matter how many times Santana tried she just couldn't help but love kids, and if it was her own kid, it would be all the more sweeter.
But she wasn't ready; not ready for the responsibility of looking after a child. And god knows Finn wasn't, he may have said he was when it was Quinn having a baby but he's just like a child, especially not when it was Santana who was going to pop the little one out.
Cringing as she thought of the pain her own mother had gone through when popping her and her older sisters out. The Latina made a mental note to have a C-Section when she did finally have a kid.
A slight frown perched itself on her forehead as she watched intently Frankenteen and his hobbit girlfriend trying to teach him to dance, it was just sad. Everyone knew Finnocene was never going to dance, just like Man-Hands would never be taller than a smurf. Why they tried was an unknown to Santana, it was a wast of their time, and her patience.
"Mr. Shue!" Santana called as she watched her incapable spanish teacher stride into the classroom. "I have a song that i want the trouble tones to perform at regionals." she said in a matter of fact tone.
looked at her intently waiting for her to continue with what she was saying, and it seemed so was everyone else.
Santana loved having everyones attention, it was just the way it should be, as she really was the best singer out of all of them. "I was thinking we could sing 'Sexy, Naughty Bitchy Me.'" that song was her anthem, just as Blair Waldorf was her role model, she pulled off everything in that song, it was if it was written for her.
"uh… I don't seem to know that song Santana" said a little uncomfortable; good, he's creepy.
"I wouldn't expect you too , all you listen to is 80's Classics and Journey. But since you asked so nicely. ill show you" she said her signature smirk played on her plump lips as she stood up and took to the centre of the classroom, nodding to Brad and the rest of the band to start up the music.
She looked expectantly at Brittany and Sugar and they quickly got up and stood just behind her in a sought of triangle shape.
Santana | Tana&Britt&Sugar.
I pick all my skirts to be a little too sexy
Just like all of my thoughts they always get a bit naughty
When I'm out with my girls I always play a bit bitchy
Can't change the way I am sexy naughty bitchy me
Santana smirked as she ran her hands up her body watching the boys eyes flicker to the hem of her skirt as it shifted up her body, she couldn't help the grin that sprung to her face.
I'm the kind of girl that girls don't like
I'm the kind that boys fantasize
I'm the kind that your momma and your daddy were afraid you'd turn out to be like
I may seem unapproachable but that's only to the boys who don't have the
Right a approach or ride that makes a girl like me wanna hop in and roll
People think it's intimidating when a girl is cool with her sexuality I'm a 180 to the stereotype girls like staying home and being innocent
My mouth never takes a holiday
I always shock with the things I say
I was always the kid in school who turned up to each class bout an hour late and when it came to the guys I'd lay, I'd always pick the ones who wont figure out that I am clearly a rebel to the idea of monogamy
She had choreographed some simple moves and as the three of them turned out their hips circled before she looked over her shoulder, winking at Puck before spinning around again.
People think it's intimidating when a girl is cool with her sexuality I'm a 180 to the stereotype girls like staying home and being innocent
Sexy... naughty... bitchy...me
People think it's intimidating when a girl is cool with her sexuality I'm a 180 to the stereotype girls like staying home and being innocent
I like all of my shorts to be a little too shortly
Unlike all of my guys I like them tall with money
I love all of my nights to end a little bit nasty
Can't change the way I am sexy naughty bitchy me
I pick my skirts to be sexy
Just like my thoughts a bit naughty
When I'm out with my girls ...bitchy
Can't change I am
Sexy naughty bitchy me
Santana giggled softly as and many of the other glee club members stared open mouthed at the three girls standing up at the front. she could tell that Mr. Shue was contemplating it, but there was always that big issue of the content of the song which always seemed to come down harder on her.
"that was um, wonderful Santana" said Santana just nodded and flipped her hair over her shoulder.
"well we already knew it was going to be amazing before i even opened my mouth" she said her playful smirk taking over her features.
"But there is a few things that we might want to change" continued, causing Santana to roll her eyes in annoyance, why did he have to change everything.
Santana moved back to take her seat and quickly tuned her teacher out as she began his rant on what they would need to change if the trouble tones where going to perform that song.
She was more interest in the sneaky hand that was sneaking up the inside of her right thigh, Puck mirrored her cheeky smirk and lent over pressing his lips to her neck before moving them up to her ear lobe.
"meet me at my truck 10 minutes after glee ends. okay" he whispered in her ear biting her ear lobe softly causing her to giggle softly and nod, she was quite happy to oblige to his wish, knowing exactly what would entail her going with him.
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Santana had perched herself on the hood of Pucks car, her legs crossed leaning back to show just enough of her legs under her cheerio uniform to excite any man. Of course Puck was no where to be seen, even though this was his idea. They hadn't got together in a long time, since before Zizes and now that he was "single" again, she was going to jump his bones the first chance she got, cause really she couldn't get better than puckerman, he was the best of the best in their shit little town.
She couldn't help the smirk as she watched Puck saunter over towards her. He placed each of his muscular hands on either side of her hips and leaned in close to her, his smirk mirroring hers.
"Hey there Satan" he practically purred at her his voice filled with his own particular brand of lust.
She loved it when he called her Satan, it suited her so well, and when he said it, it brought her to her knees, literally.
A shiver ran down her back as she felt his hands swiftly moved to her ass and pull her forward so she was perched on the edge of the hood, she uncrossed her legs and he moved between them.
"Hola Puckerman," she whispered as she pressed her lips to the base of his neck, she knew his weak spots; the boy may be bi, like she was, but no one knew him better than she did, not even Zizes, but that girl was way to fridget to even let Puck in on a little motor boating action now and then, she may have been tough, but that girl was fridget.
Santana let out a soft moan as she felt his talented fingers manoeuvre their way up her thigh and brush over her panties, the slightest touch exciting her. Pucks other hand still firmly gripping her ass pulling her down closer moving his hand out of the way as he did a sharp thrust against her causing a her to take a sharp intake of breath as he gridded against her.
"te necesito puck" she whispered into his ear as she ran her tongue along the ridge of his ear. she felt Puck shove her back so he could give her a rather confused look. Santana just rolled her eyes and moved her hands down between them gripping his rather large bulge that had been restricted by his tight jeans.
"i need you" she whispered the translation into his ear as her hand started to rub and squeeze at him. she didn't bother to look at him to know she would get what she wanted, he was never one to pass up getting it on with Santana; never.
"no ones around" she continued; not that it would have ever stopped them, as she moved her hand away from him and unhooked his belt to leave it hanging and took to unzipping his pants. as she slid her hand down into his pants she felt just how hard he really was. he was, as usual going commando, her fingers wrapped around his shaft and gave him a tight squeeze not having much room to do much.
Puck just grunted and pulled her hand out of his pants which confused her for a moment before she felt him haul her off the hood and walk around to the back of his old jeep, throwing the back door open and pushing her in before he climbed in after her. The back of his jeep was rather spacious so they had enough room for what they wanted, though it wouldn't have mattered much as they seemed to be able to do it almost anywhere, no matter how much room they had.
"Seriously San, that performance was fucking hot!" he said as he gripped her panties and pulled them down her legs throwing them behind him, she laughed as she watched them hit the window and fall down somewhere in his gym bag.
"i thought you might like it" she said as she propped herself up on her elbows watching as he kissed his way up the inside of her right thigh, pushing her left thigh way from her right to give him full view of what he wanted.
He bowed his head as he pushed her cheerio skirt before he pressed his lips to her hip bone, his teeth grazing over her skin. he knew just how to push her, her back arched slowly as she felt his warm lips slowly kiss their way across her body. His right hand gripped her her thigh and pushed it up towards the side of her torso. Her fingers quickly eased their way through his strip of hair, it was a lot longer than it used to be.
Puck softly bit down on the inside of her thigh causing her to moan softly just before she spoke "mm, Puck you seriously need a hair cut" she muttered her eyes hooded as her head fell back against the car door with a soft thud and then a groan from Santana.
He just grunted at her before looking up at her, "i have my reasons" he said in a practically devil-like voice.
Pucks hands were a lot colder than the rest of him, as as his index and middle finger brushed over her damp folds it caused a shiver to run down her spine; her fingers tangled in his hair strip, now she knew why he kept it long. She tugged at his hair softly, letting out a slightly louder moan as she felt his two rather thick fingers slid inside her, her back now completely arched off his flattened out back seat. Santana tightened her grip on his hair as she heard the soft sound of him chuckling.
"shut the fuck up Puckerman, your the only one who can do this properly," she grumbled and he just shook his head knowing that she was right, he ducked his head and pressed his lips to her centre running his tongue between the two and licked up against her clit.
Santana bit her lip as she let out another soft moan her hips pressing up into his mouth as his fingers continued to move at a steady pace into her, her fingers tightened some more and she pulled him down closer to her heated centre causing him to groan softly into her causing a shudder to run through her body.
With Santana's eyes shut tight and pucks focused on a more important subject so neither one of them noticed or saw Principal Figgins staring at them through the back windshield. He was ridged and his forehead was covered with beads of sweat, his cheeks flushed as he watched the the two teens in their heated connection. His hand raised to knock on the window but a loud obnoxious sound rang out through his car.
"Don't want no short dick man~"
Santana's eyes opened and her head bobbed softly as her ringtone went off, her untangled her hands from his strip of hair and pulled her phone out and flipped it open. She grumbled and sat up as she looked at the one missed call from her one Brittany S. Peirce. A moan caught in her throat as she caught sight of Principal Figgins swearing his ass off at the back of the car. Santana smirked at the old indian man before she pushed at Pucks head.
"Yo, Puckzilla, take it easy boy, we got an audience"
Puck growled softly and pulled his eyes up from her to the back window, she could see exactly what was going through his mind as she watched that puck-like smirk cross his face. He whipped the back of his hand over his mouth and mouthed a "hey there Pops" to Figgins who blushed and quickly scurried away from Pucks car, whipping his hand across his forehead.
"so it seems that we can still make old men sweat like pedophiles still, and I didn't even get my cloths off" Santana said her cocky nature seeping through her latino voice.
Puck just raised an eyebrow, they didn't even need words most of the time, she nodded and he hulled himself out from between her legs and over into the front seat starting the engine.
Santana rummaged through the back of his car until she found a pair of panties, not hers but they seemed her size so she just pulled them on and climbed over the seat propping her feet up on the dash board and got comfortable for the ride to the outskirts of town.