I do not own Glee, the LA Temptation team, the LFL, Dancing with the Stars or Disney World. However, for the sake of this story, the teams will play each other once. There's 12 teams and two different conferences but for this they'll all play each other at least once. It'll stretch out Games and give me more time to work with. Hope you like it!
"Finn Hudson! You idiot" Quinn screamed and threw a picture towards his head. He deflected it off his arm but the glass breaks anyways and cuts his arm.
This is a typical night for him as of lately, besides the throwing of random objects. Usually his blonde girlfriend just yells and screams at him until he gives up and goes to one of his friend's apartment to sleep on the couch. It also doesn't help that he is her agent so even when he doesn't want to talk to her or hear about her, he usually has to.
"Seriously? You've moved on to throwing my shit?"
"How could you back out of our vacation?" At least she isn't screaming anymore, but one hand is on her hip and the other gripping another picture frame. Her hazel eyes are glaring daggers into his. "Puck is on vacation and Mike has nothing coming up except for teaching classes. My movie premiere isn't for another month and I'm not going on my press tour for another three weeks. So please, tell me why you cancelled it."
Finn stares at her, his arms crossed over his chest. At that moment, he wondered why she even wanted to go on this vacation. He knows that she's been having an affair with the lead actor in her new movie that's coming out. People may think he's dumb and only good at his job, but he's really not.
"Quinn…" He breathes out, tired of all this fighting. "Take the damn tickets and go to Hawaii. I don't give a fuck." Then his face lights up, getting an idea. He uncrosses his arms then throws his hands up into the air. "Hey, why don't you take that extra ticket and give it to Sam. That way you two can fuck some more behind my back!" He yells.
He can see that her hand is clearly shaking, the one holding the picture frame. Quinn swallows hard and her eyes are wide. "Finn, I…"
Finn shakes his head and walks to the fridge, grabbing a beer then throws the cap into the sink. "No, we're done. Get your shit out of here."
Grabbing his keys out of the bowl by the door, he walks out the door. He walks a few doors down and bangs loudly on the door. Tipping back the bottle, he drains the contents fast as he hears more things breaking in his apartment. She can break as many picture frames as she wants, he didn't buy them or put the pictures in them.
Puck hears the banging on his door and lazily walks over to it. Once it's open, Finn is standing in gym shorts with a sleeveless shirt, chugging down his beer. A crash comes from down the hall. What the fuck is going on? A door opens revealing a tall Asian man with his eyebrows raised up. Finn moves into the apartment and grabs the unopened bottle of whiskey. Puck moves back from looking over his shoulder, nods his head at the Asian motioning him to come over.
"He fucking dumped me!" A loud shriek comes from Finn's apartment as well as a large thud.
"Mike hurry the fuck up!" Puck whispers, worried that Quinn will hear him.
He runs past the door into Puck's apartment. The door is locked and they turn to find Finn halfway done with the new bottle.
"She makes it sound like it's my fault! Like I'm the one fucking a guy behind her back." Clearly drunk already, Puck shakes his head.
Mike muffles a laugh. Getting a quick smack to the back of the head, Puck moves over and swipes the bottle. "Why is she so mad?" Avoiding the topic of her screaming that she just got dumped, Finn can just get it out when he wants to.
"Because I didn't want to go to Hawaii." He scoffs and reaches for his beer bottle just to find that it's empty. He frowns. "I want to sit at home. In my underwear and just…breathe! No paparazzi following me around screaming for Quinn. No work. Just a 12 pack and some fucking football."
"Okay…" Mike drawls out.
"Told her to take Sam and fuck him there."
"Wow…" Is all that Puck can manage to get out. They all knew a week after Quinn started her new movie that something weird was going on. She didn't come around as much and she became more of a bitch. But he's proud that his best friend finally grew a pair of balls and got rid of her. It was painful to watch.
"My house is going to be wrecked." He gets up and grabs the pack of beer out of the fridge, cradling it like a fragile baby while nursing one like he was a baby, collapsing on the couch afterward.
Mike moves over and grabs a bottle. Finn whines even though he'll have ten more beers so he rolls his eyes and throws the cap onto the coffee table. Puck watches the sad excuse of his night on his couch. Sportscenter while listening to muted crashing sounds coming from down the hall. He feels bad for the poor bastard beneath Finn's apartment. A highlight from a football game comes on and he gets an idea.
"We're all single at the same time. I know the perfect way to start this off with a bang. It's going to be epic." He smirks as Mike looks at him confused and Finn holds his beer with two hands up to his mouth. "For fuck's sake Finn, hold your beer like a man and don't bleed on my couch."
Rachel is bending over stretching for their pregame practice. Today she got to sleep in and she felt more relaxed than ever since their season started a few weeks ago. A hand moves up her thigh then covers her ass, boobs on her back.
"Berry you have such a great ass. Why haven't we slept together?"
"Santana…" She warns then laughs and stands up.
"Just stating the truth." Her friend waves her hand in the air.
They sit across from each other on the fake grass of the field, Rachel pulling Santana's hands towards her to stretch. She listens as the Latina talks about her latest one night stand, a music agent named Andrew.
Both of them play on a Lingerie Football League team, LA Temptation. The two live together with another girl on the team, Brittany. The latter joined after she and Santana had been on the team for a year. It was cheaper to just get a house together since they all got along. She takes in the look of her best friend. Long sleek black hair, dark eyes and amazing curves on her body. Santana easily had a few inches on herself, which made her a great quarterback anyways. Both her and Brittany were some of the tallest girls on their team.
"You should've stayed. He wanted a threesome so bad and he thought you were really cute."
"Cute?" She sits up and stares at Santana.
"Yeah, cute." She says in a way that she doesn't understand how Rachel can't take it as a compliment. "And Britt wasn't there so I couldn't give him his fantasy. I still got the job done though." She smirks and crosses her arms over her chest, effectively pushing up her breasts a bit.
"You are so disgusting. And it's not her fault she has to go to her cousin's wedding in San Diego."
"Whatever. We're going out after the game, no excuses."
Rachel huffs, blowing a strand of hair out of her face as Santana reaches out and pulls her arms to finish stretching. "Fine. Something casual, a bar. No clubs."
Santana grins. "As long as you come out." She winks. "C'mon, I need to do some practice throws."
When Rachel and Santana are sitting by their lockers, using the small mirrors inside to get ready, Brittany's backup walks over to talk to them. She's about Rachel's height, Rachel pretty short, with straight black hair but a blue streak towards the front. Rachel finishes putting on her mascara and looks at her chocolate brown eyes, admiring her work.
"What's up Tina?" The shorter girl turns and smiles at her while adjusting her black and silver bra top, a big 20 on her left breast.
"Any advice?"
Santana takes a look at the girl while reaching to put Rachel's hair into pig tails. "Yeah, win." She winks.
"Um, okay." Tina starts to back away.
"Wait." Rachel gets up after her hair tie is secure on her left braid and pulls on the girl's arm to get her to sit back down. Once they're situated on the bench, Santana finishes the right braid. "Don't be nervous. I've seen you practice and you're really good. Treat it like that, but don't be scared to actually hit these girls. We want them hurt."
"Thanks Rachel." She's kind of scared that the smaller girl can be okay with the violence but easily shrugs it off.
"Finish getting ready with us."
Tina looks down at herself. Her boy shorts are on, number 11 on the left breast and right butt cheek, black garter with silver lace on her left leg, black knee socks and cleats. She's fully dressed without her pads and helmet.
Santana rolls her eyes. "Just sit down." The Asian girl listens while watching as she pulls out a little jar with black face paint, putting small streaks on Tina's and Rachel's cheeks, following her own. Rachel puts Tina's hair up into a tight pony tail. She relaxes as they lace up their cleats and finish up any last minute makeup touches.
"You forgot something." Rachel smiles and looks to Santana.
Tina looks at them oddly. Santana tosses her the lace choker that goes around their necks. It matches the garter on their leg. "Thanks."
"We need you to be strong on defense." Rachel winks then grabs her pads. "Game time ladies."
Tina follows them out, wondering if they were as nervous as she is on their first game.
Puck leads the guys to the front row seats on the fifty yard line in the Memorial Coliseum in LA.
"How did you get these seats?" Mike stares in awe.
"Why are you questioning it Chang? Go get some beers."
Mike walks away rolling his eyes as they take their seats. "I don't think this is a good idea." Finn looks around nervously.
"How could this possibly be a bad idea? Girls in lingerie. Football. This is a fucking amazing idea." Puck grins and sees the other team warming up. "Look at those girls from Vegas. God, so hot."
Mike returns holding the necks of three beer bottles in one hand and pretzels in the other. "Dude, there are children here! Isn't that a bit fucked up? They're encouraging them to go home and masturbate to the thoughts of girls tackling each other."
"I would've been here every game at their age if I knew about it." Puck grabs a beer and pretzel, passing it down to Finn without even looking to see if the guy grabbed them.
"Puck, you're disgusting." Finn mumbles, biting into his pretzel. "Hey, where's the mustard?"
"Go get your own damn mustard man. That's nasty." Mike takes a pull from his beer and stares at the girls warming up.
The lights in the stadium dim down and lights begin to dance around. "Ladies and gentlemen! Let's welcome our very own LA Temptation! You're starting quarterback, number 5, Santana Lopez!"
Santana runs out, waving with her helmet under her left arm. Her pictures comes up on a screen with all her stats. The guys bite back a groan as she takes her place on the field and turns towards the entrance to wait for the rest of her teammates.
"Wide receiver, number 20, Rachel Berry!" Puck looks at the screen and sees a girl with chocolate brown eyes, brown curly locks and a Star of David hanging off her neck. He groans and his pants feel instantly tighter. Rachel runs out, blowing kisses and legs that stretch for days. She looks tiny standing next to Santana as the two girls hug.
"Oh my God."
Finn looks at Puck then punches him in the arm. "You're drooling."
"She's a wet dream. And they're hugging, c'mon." He waves down towards the field.
Both guys laugh at him and watch as the rest of the team is introduced and come onto the field next to the other two girls.
The second half of the game, down to the last few minutes, their team is tied at 7-7. All of them were quite surprised that they didn't have field goals, but instead the chance of doing one or two point conversions. The guys are being loud and obnoxious, cheering as the Asian girl tackles a girl a blonde on the other team. Mike cheers for her a little more loudly than the others. On the next snap, the same girl intercepts the ball and runs towards their end zone until she's tackled. It's the last few seconds of the game now. Santana and Rachel put on their helmets and run towards the field. Santana hikes the football and kills a few seconds before she spots Rachel near the five yard line. There's literally no one covering her.
"Damn she's fast!" Finn points to Rachel. "THROW THE DAMN BALL!"
Puck laughs, holding his hand to his stomach. "Not a bad idea now huh?"
Then he watches as Santana throws it gracefully, like time has slowed down. The ball lands into Rachel's hands and she runs to the end zone just as the final seconds tick away. She throws down the ball and breaks the tie, leaving it 12-7. She runs towards Santana, stripping off her helmet while the Latina does the same.
"Nice catch Berry!" Santana catches Rachel while the small girl jumps on her then wraps her legs around her waist.
"Nice throw!" Rachel cups her face and gives her a big kiss like they usually do when something big like this happens.
"Holy shit." Puck and Finn mumble while Mike whistles loudly then pulls out his phone to take a picture.
"They do signings after the Games. We should stay." Mike looks at them and they nod in agreement.
Rachel loves signing things for fans. Usually her, Santana and Brittany take pictures together, being the stars of the team, but today they pull in Tina. They're all smiling brightly for a picture when the guys walk up.
"Got anything for us to sign boys?" Rachel smiles at them.
"Um, no…" Finn replies sheepishly, a lopsided grin on his face.
Santana looks between all of them, then she leans forward and grab's Finn's hand, signing a number into his palm. "What's your name?"
"Finn." He looks at her confused as she continues to write.
"We're going out after we're done here. Come find me." She winks then looks over at a little boy.
Mike slaps his hand on Finn's shoulder then leads him away to the side to talk about what just happened while Puck stands in front of the small brunette.
"You going too? He looks her up and down.
"Of course." She smiles and signs the same poster that Santana had for the little boy. Rachel looks at him and she thinks he looks familiar but she can't put her finger on it.
"Mm, good. I'll make sure my buddy over there finds you guys."
She smiles coyly. "I'll see you later then." He turns to leave, but she grabs his arm. A little shock runs through them both, but she pulls back her arm instantly. "Wait a minute." He raises an eyebrow and looks into her eyes. Suddenly she feels nervous to ask. "You look familiar?" It was meant to be a statement but came out as a question.
"Do I?" He smirks and crosses his arms over his chest. Rachel stares at his arm muscles then how buff his chest looks under his v-neck shirt.
"Yes, have we met before?" Her eyes snapping back up to his.
"Don't think so sweetheart." There's some commotion as a girl points over to him. "I need to get going."
"I'll see you later then, right?" Why does she sound so needy?
He winks at her. "Yeah, we'll make sure of it." The man saunters off and she stares at his back.
"You two should hook up, he's so sexy." Santana admires his ass, but then he looks over his shoulder while his is back facing the girl that was pointing, and smirks that he caught them looking.
Rachel blushes. "You know I don't do that."
Santana sighs and signs one last thing then sits on the table. "Things with Matt are over. He moved weeks ago. You're 22 and hot as hell. You need to relax. Have some fun that doesn't involve your vibrator." Rachel shushes her and looks around. "He looks like a guy who could fix that right up for you."
She looks over at the guy again. He's laughing with his friends as they walk towards the door. "Maybe, you're right."
The taller girl jumps off the table and looks up to the roof. "I am right. And it's a miracle that you even said those words! Let's go get you looking sexy." Santana grabs Rachel's arms and drags her towards the locker room.
Puck looks back at the tables before they exit the door and sees that they're gone. He's a bit disappointed, but something about Rachel makes him want to see her real soon. In a setting that involves her naked and on his bed.
Once they're outside and walking towards Mike's car, he looks to Finn. "You better call that number once we get inside."
"What?" Finn looks down at his hand and the loopy writing.
To Finn, call me. Santana xo
"Did you see how hot those two were?" Mike asks looking at Finn like he's grown another head.
"Well, yeah." His eyebrows furrow together.
"Then call them!" Puck opens the door of the front seat and sits down.
"Hey, I called shotgun when we got outside!"
Puck turns around in the seat and glares at his best friend."I don't give a fuck."
Rachel is pulling up her boots over her calves when Santana's phone rings. The girl shrugs and taps her screen.
"Hello?" Rachel smiles and pulls on her jacket. "Couldn't wait to see us huh?" There's arguing on the other side of the phone and her eyebrows raise up in concern. "Yeah sure I know where that is, we'll meet you there."
"Was that the guy you gave your number to? The tall one?"
"Yep. Leave your shit here. We can take a cab to the bar."
She hesitates, looking at her friend before grabbing her wallet and keys, locking her locker. "Let's go then."
When they get to the bar both girls go to the bar to order a drink. Apple cider beer for Rachel, regular beer for Santana. Santana scans the room and notices the taller man waving at them. She nudges Rachel's ribs, the smaller girl looking over at them, then walk over. They strip off their jackets and she sits next to Finn while Rachel sits in between her and Puck.
She looks around at all of them. "I never caught your names."
Finn holds out his hand. "I'm Finn, that's Puck and the Asian is Mike."
Santana laughs. "Well you probably know both of ours after tonight."
Puck looks at Rachel. She's slipping off her jacket, revealing a white deep v-neck t shirt, extremely short black shorts and black leather boots. He wants those wrapped around his waist. A blush is coming up on her chest and he looks up at her. She sips her beer and looks from him to Mike.
"So what do you guys do?"
"I'm a choreographer. I just got done working on a movie but I'm going to be on Dancing with the Stars next season. I have my own studio as well." He smiles.
"That's very impressive." She beams then looks to Finn.
He just took a pull from his beer and wipes his lip with the back of his hand. "Agent. Both of theirs actually." Finn nods to Puck and Mike.
"Wait, what do you do? You a dancer too?" Santana turns to Puck.
She's trying not to laugh because she can't even imagine this guy dancing. Looking him over, she sees that he's really sexy. Shaved down hair, hazel green eyes, built pretty well and a bit shorter than Finn, tan skin. After looking at him, she takes in all their appearances. Mike is a little paler than Puck but not as white as Finn, dark hair like hers that's got a bit of gel in it, not built like Puck but definitely has dancer muscles. She'd guess that he has at least a six puck under his shirt. Finn is the tallest of the three, brown hair and eyes, he's got some muscle but looks like the average all American guy.
"I'm an actor and I'm starting to work into being a producer." He shrugs.
Santana nearly chokes on her beer. "Is your last name Puckerman?"
"Yeah?" He takes a pull from his drink.
"That's why you look familiar!" Rachel lightly slams down her beer, her eyes wide and bright. "I just watched a movie with you in it. What was it called? Some kind of action one…" She bites her bottom lip and thinks really hard. Santana just checks him out then squints her eyes.
"Don't think too hard." He smirks.
"Oh, I can't remember the name. Oh well. " She sighs and picks up her beer.
"Aren't you a little young to be a producer?" Santana stares at him with her eyes narrowed.
"Well it's not like I'm some big shot like Steven Spielberg or Jerry Bruckheimer. I'm just trying to find small movies that I think could be really great. And I'm only 26. I have time." He winks at her.
"Right." She turns back to Mike and Finn.
Puck looks to Rachel. "So, the number 20 and wide receiver happen to be mine too. Guess we have something in common."
Rachel looks at him a little shocked. "Really?"
"Yep. High school and college."
"Where did you play?"
"Ohio State."
"My dad went there!"
He looks at her and furrows his brows. "Did you live in Ohio before moving out here?"
"Nope. New York. I went to NYU and I was actually playing flag football with some friends in Central Park. Someone from the team saw how fast I could run. Years of dance classes and exercising every morning. Anyways, so I flew out and tried out. My dad actually played on the team at Ohio State so I picked up on everything easily from watching games with him."
"That's so hot." He takes a pull from his beer. This girl can talk a lot, but he didn't mind it for some reason. Finding out how she ended up here and playing football in sexy lingerie wasn't the worse thing he could be hearing about right now.
"What about your job? It sounds amazing."
"It takes a lot of work, but yeah I like it."
"Rachel?" She looks over at Santana. "Bathroom?"
"Yeah. Be right back guys."
They walk to the bathroom and Rachel sits on the counter after wiping it down. "What's going on?"
"I want to sleep with Finn."
She blinks a few times at the taller girl and then giggles. "Okay."
"And you should hook up with hot producer." She purses her lips and puts on more lip gloss, smacking them together a few times. Fluffing her hair she looks over to Rachel.
"Maybe. He is really attractive." She hops off the counter then reapplies her lip gloss as well. "Do you think I should?"
"Definitely." Santana leans against the counter. "You won our game tonight and you need to give your toy a break tonight."
"Santana!" Rachel slaps her arm and storms out of the bathroom, headed straight for the bar.
"What are you doing?" She leans against the bar and tries to look Rachel in the eye as she waits for her order.
"We're going to have fun and I'm going to need liquid courage if I want to go home with him tonight." She smiles brightly as the bartender walks over. He puts down a bottle of tequila, five shot glasses and lime wedges. He winks at them then walks away.
"I love the way you think."
Santana sets down the tray on the table and take their seats again. Finn's eyes widen slightly.
"Wow, what is all that for?"
"We're celebrating our win!" Rachel licks her wrist and shakes salt onto it as Santana pours them all a shot. The guys follow her lead.
"To Rachel and Santana." Puck toasts and they all clink their glasses together taking their first shot easily.
"Any way we could get a recap of that kiss from earlier?" Puck looks at the two girls.
"I don't think we're drunk enough for that." Rachel blushes and Santana just laughs at her friends response.
"If Brittany was here she'd have no problem with doing that Rach." Rachel glares at her friends while the guys stare questioningly. "She's our best player on defense. Some wedding in San Diego with family pulled her away from the game today. Mike, you'd probably like her. She usually dances after the season is over."
"What kind of dancing has she done?"
"Backup dancer on tours. She's really great. If you come to our next home game you two could meet." Rachel smiles.
"Wait, next home game?" Finn cuts in and leans on the table.
"Yeah, our game next week is in Orlando. We leave on Wednesday." The girls fill up another shot and clink their glasses together before downing them. "The three of us are going to stay until Sunday though.
"Orlando huh?" Puck leans back against his chair. He's imagining them in bikinis on the beach, sipping margaritas. Suddenly, he wants to be there. Sex on the beach with Rachel? That would definitely work for him if he could get her to one. No. Wanting to fly to Orlando to have sex with some girl? Puck picks up the bottle to make sure he hasn't drank some worm that is making him have crazy thoughts. Everyone looks at him oddly so he pours himself a shot then takes it.
"Yeah. I'm going to drag San to Disney World."
Santana scoffs and finishes off her beer. "How fun can it be? Giant cartoon animals walking around, scaring little kids. Then all the guys probably want to bang the Princesses that walk around. Please."
Finn's eyes widen and he turns towards the taller girl. "Disney is amazing! There's rides, lots of food like everywhere, Mickey ear hats, and they have alcohol in the different worlds."
Mike and Puck blink at him. "Dude… calm down. You're embarrassing us."
"No! I understand exactly what you mean Finn. It's so much fun." Rachel defends him and glares at the two guys.
"Fuck, why don't they just come and you can all show us how much fun it can be." Her friend looks at her, wide eyes and a look that's asking if she's actually serious.
"There's a Disney place in California you know." Puck looks to Finn pointedly.
"But the one in Orlando is different. They even have the American Idol experience. I was in Glee club in high school, so it'd be so much fun to go on stage and perform all over again. Plus we could get you into the game for free." Rachel adds in as if getting into a lingerie football game could make or break their minds.
Santana watches the table and leans back against her chair. Granted she was the one who just spit out that they should come,her best friend is a nice person but she likes these guys. Even if she doesn't hook up with Finn, she could see them being a small little group. It's usually just the three of them hanging out with the team or sitting at home. Brittany and her will go to the clubs but Rachel isn't usually this spontaneous. She likes it. Then she wonders if it's Puck bringing it out or the tequila. Probably a mixture of both.
Mike looks skeptical about the entire thing and Puck looks like he's having an internal debate. Which seems weird for the little bit that she knows about the guy. Puck looks like he has one night stands, not relationships. But seeing the way that he looks at Rachel, she thinks there could be something more to it. She's protective over the smaller girl so this trip could actually show if he could be good enough for her friend. She glances at Finn out of the corner of her eye and the guy just looks like he really wants to go to Disney World.
Puck just keeps getting more impressed by this girl. Not only does she run around in lingerie for a job, she can sing. He needs to witness this. He can't believe he's about to suggest this, but Finn did just get out of a break up and he knows how much the guy loves Disney World. "Finn, I know you said you didn't want to go on a vacation, but since they're offering for us to come to another game, for free, what do you say about going down to Orlando?"
Mike coughs and chokes on his beer. Rachel looks at him worried. "Are you okay Mike?" The guy nods and excuses himself, dragging Puck with him.
Finn looks at his friends walking then back towards the girls. "Are you serious about us wanting to go to Orlando? We just met."
Santana shrugs. "What harm could it do? It could be fun and we're all adults. If we all end up not wanting to be around each other, it's not like we can't just walk away."
At the bar, Mike is staring at Puck. "Seriously?"
"They're hot. Can you imagine them at Disney World and if we could get them to go to the beach? It could be fun."
"I know we're all getting along but you never do this much effort to get with a girl." He points out.
"Like I said. They're hot, plus giant over there just broke up with Quinn. He needs something fun to do. When was the last time we all got to go on vacation somewhere together?" He looks at Mike while he thinks about it. "Spring break. In college."
Mike still isn't sure about it all. It is a good point about Finn just getting out of his relationship. Orlando is a good safe distance from Hawaii and LA, there shouldn't be any signs of Quinn there. But it was all last minute. Puck and Finn have the time off, but Mike still had his studio. He groans and runs a hand over his face.
"C'mon Mike. I'll pay for your tickets."
The Asian looks at him. Paying for his tickets? His eyebrows shoot up. Fuck yeah. Puck usually never offers to do any of this. He lets out a sigh. "Fine, I'll see what I can do tomorrow about either cancelling classes or if someone else can pick up mine."
Puck slaps his shoulder and walks back over to the table. "Alright, looks like we'll be going to Orlando." He smirks at the girls. Rachel is surprised but looks happy.
"All this conversation about Disney is boring me." Santana fills up all the shot glasses again. Everyone gets their salt ready.
Santana grabs Rachel's wrist, which shocks all of them and they stop, then she licks the salt off while looking at Finn. The man chokes on his shot, forgetting the lime and chasing it with his beer. Then Rachel grabs the girl's right wrist, and looks at Puck while licking. Santana is laughing because she knows her friend is drunk now. Rachel watches his throat while he takes the shot then licks his lips before he sucks the lime. She does the same. Heat is beginning to pool in between her thighs. Mike coughs awkwardly and takes a second shot quickly.
"It was great to meet you ladies, but I have an early class tomorrow. I'm assuming I'll be seeing you two really soon." He smiles. Rachel gives him a hug and a kiss on the cheek. Mike ignores the slight glare that Puck gives him and hugs her back. Santana blows him a kiss then goes back to rubbing Finn's arm. The guys mumble their goodbyes.
"So how do you guys all know each other?"
"We went to the same high school in Ohio. Played football together there and again at Ohio State." Santana stares at them and makes a disgusted face.
"Ohio?"
Finn perks up at the thought of his hometown."Yeah, It wasn't so bad. Where are you from Santana?"
"Vegas."
Puck slams his beer down a little too hard and gawks at the girl. "Are you serious?"
"Yep." She pops the 'P' and smirks at him.
"Lucky. I went there with Finn and Mike a few years ago. That place is the shit."
"But really hot when we went." Finn frowns. "What about you Rachel?"
"New York." She sits up straighter and begins to tell Finn all about it. He ignores it since he got part of this story anyways.
Santana starts in on how she got a spot on the team and they're all talking about football now. Puck and Finn talk about how shitty their high school team was but they still managed to get on the Ohio State team. They discovered it was fun to actually talk to the girls about it since they got the game. Puck was getting even more turned on when Rachel was talking about stats and her favorite teams.
Rachel finishes off her beer then walks over to the bar to get another. Peeking down at her phone, she notices that it's been a few hours since they got to the bar. It was nearing 1:00 a.m. She's waiting for the bartender to notice her when two large hands appear on either side of her and a very muscular chest is brushing along her back. Her skin feels like it's on fire.
"You didn't ask if I wanted another one." He whispers into her ear.
She looks over her shoulder and is shocked at how close he is. This is when she notices his green eyes as they search hers. "Didn't know I had to ask." She says coyly.
He laughs and as his breath hits her neck, she involuntarily shivers. "I think Finn and Santana are leaving."
Rachel cranes her neck to see Santana waving then pulling Finn's hand towards the door. "Well, I guess that just leaves the two of us." She turns around so her back is leaning against the counter. He looks at her chest then tosses his card on the counter, not looking at the bartender.
"Just put her tab with mine."
She leans forward and brushes her lips against his ear. Her voice is seductive and he can't help but move closer to her. "How can I ever repay you?"
Puck groans and drops his head to her shoulder while inhaling her perfume. The tequila is getting to his head because fuck, she smells amazing. "I live two blocks from here. I can think of plenty of ways you can make it up to me baby."
The bartender hands him a receipt to sign. As he's signing it then putting his wallet back into place, she walks away to grab her things. Puck turns and sees her waiting, a sexy smile appearing on her face. Rachel crooks her finger at him and he walks over to her quickly, putting his hand on the small of her back to lead her out of the bar.