AN: first G!p ever...oh ma gaaawd, da hell. i'm super nervous about this, but take a look, write whatever you felt about it, good or bad.

sorta dominant Santana? and ofc this is mature...meaning sexual theme...

I hope you enjoy! Bon soir!

All mistakes are mine

Just one Breath

Rachel had known for the longest time about Santana's…gift. Only a year ago, freshmen year, had they actually established a friendship. A friendship that eventually brought the two closer and lead to a point where Santana saw Rachel as the only friend she could rely her secret with. Rachel had kept her mouth shut as Santana explained a rather abnormal…possession that had taken place between her legs. The little brunette had however known for quite some time, but saw fit not to mention it. She nodded, made a few gasping sound effects and then nodded a few more times as Santana explained her situation. Rachel always did take pride on her acting qualities. But then she put aside the mask and spoke from the deepest of her heart how much she loved Santana, and that she didn't care that her closest friend was "unusual" from other women. Santana cried for the first time since they had become friends and Rachel leaned in for a long comforting hug that Santana ever so thankful returned.

That certain moment took place 3 months ago and now here she was, staring at a colossal bulge that was just begging to be touched. Rachel could feel the shuddering breath she was releasing, no matter how much she tried to control herself, her body and lungs seemed to have their own wishes. The tall brunette was currently focused on an intensive article in the new Marie Claire issue and seemed too into it to notice Rachel's rosy cheeks, getting hotter and hotter as the diva's eyes ran over Santana. The cheerio shifted on the bed and bent her legs so she was sitting more Indian style and leaned her back to rest against the white bed frame, taking another sip from her 7up can.

"You are friends, you are friends, you are friends." Rachel kept repeating to herself under her breath. But then Santana had to lower her hand and scratch her right inner thigh, rubbing a certain part with her fingers.

"That fuckin bitch" Rachel breathed out and tried to swallow when she noticed how dry her throat had become.

That was it. She was not going to suffer anymore than she already had. She looked back on her forgotten English textbook and pushed it into the shadows on Santana's desk. Licking her lips, she stood up and slowly, as not to alarm Santana, began following the trail to the girl of her haunted dreams. She wasn't aware of how close she had gotten until she felt her own arm stretch out to gorgeous, jean clad, crossed legs. Her hand started stroking the girl's knee until she found courage to run her fingers higher. She knows she's captured Santana's attention when a distinct gasp is heard from above her. Rachel was more on top of the mattress than she had before; she began with tremendous want and without concern move until she found herself straddling Santana's crossed feet.

"What's gotten into you, Rachel?" The cheerio looked at her with concern and somewhat apprehensive amusement.

"You tell me. I know about the cock between your legs, yet you seem insistent on wearing the tightest pair of jeans you own, around my presence. So really, what's the point of you doing that around me, but not at school?" She inclined with unimaginable restrain considering the sexual frustration her bones and flesh was experiencing.

"They're my favorite, I never get to use them except around the house. So I do whatever I wish to Berry. Now tell me why your paws are on me?" Santana was coming off as bitchy, she was aware of this, but only because the girl was slightly frightening her and because the word 'cock' coming out of Rachel's juicy lips affected her more than it should have. The warmth started spreading through her jeans again, fragile looking fingers started scraping slowly and moving towards untouched areas. The effects of Rachel's actions were consuming her, resorting Santana into twitching in places.

"Rachel?" She gasped loudly and felt the magazine in her hand slip to the floor.

Rachel gazed at the bulge again and lifted a finger to circle around it.

"Santana…" The brunette breathed hot air over the bumpy shape beneath blue jeans and dragged her nose slowly over it, desperately trying to get a sniff of what the cheerio smelled like. When Rachel practically draped herself over Santana's legs, she finally understood what was going on. Rachel was desperate. Salivating over something only Santana could give permission for. Rachel Berry wanted her cock, but most importantly, hers only. She could have gone to Puck or Finn or any other guy and easily received what she wanted.

Santana felt a vicious grin spread over her face, she was going to fucking enjoy this.

She harshly grabbed a hold on the girl's chin and tugged high enough for their eyes to connect.

"I know what you want, but you're going to have to earn it" She declared, the strictness of her voice slipping through her gritted teeth.

Rachel looked at her with disbelief, her eyes wide and lips parted in surprise but also in delight. Santana released her chin then and laid back against the wooden bed frame, Rachel presumed that the state of her wish laid now in her own hands and depended entirely on what her actions did to please Santana.

She shuddered, anxious for the game she was being dared to play and wistfully lowered her chin and covered both of the Latinas inner thighs with her hands. Her fingers spread, rubbing slowly a path of up and down, side to side ever so slowly. She had yet to reach her goal but this was part of her plan, workup Santana till the point where she was demanding Rachel to swallow her dick.

She lowered her nose and lazily ran the tip of her nose over the bulge and moaned when she thought she felt it harden.

"Fuck…Santana" She breathed out, hotly.

Santana was beginning to sweat, she could feel a rather hot area behind her neck erupt and her lower body parts beginning to ignite to an unbearable scorching heat.

And the slutty moan that ruptured from the girl throat almost broke her will.

And then Rachel opened her mouth and dragged her teeth over her 'well' obscured cock she almost thrust into her, almost.

"Yeaaah" she exhaled with a raspy tone, further encouraging Rachel to go on with the assault.

The tiny singer let her tongue sneak out and appreciatively let it run over the swell, she was so close yet so far to get a taste of the real deal, in spite of the fabric barrier she was enjoying the obvious affect on Santana.

"You're filthy, look at you. So desperate for a taste that you can't control yourself, I feel so sorry for your pussy. You must be dripping huh?" Santana said as she stretched for Rachel's head of brown tresses to dig her fingers in.

Rachel nodded, her eyebrows drawn together in frustration over the ache of her own that wasn't being attended to. She hesitantly decided to reach new grounds, she trailed her hand up to a button, popping it open and then moving to the metallic zipper of Santana's jeans and leisurely dragged it down until she was met with the sight of white boxers. Santana lifted her waist until Rachel could drag the pants off completely. The shape of Santana's penis was now better on display, she could outline the form of it thanks to the white fabric and as her eyes traced all over the new exhibition she found a wet spot and instantly knew. She lowered her head and licked it, gathering some sort of essence of Santana's precum and then placed wet kisses all over the mushroom head she knew lied beneath.

Santana exhaled heavily and watched the girl's performance with intense, dark and lustful eyes. She felt a drop of sweat run down her spine and tilted her head up as a moan finally freed itself from her dry lips. She had been subtle with her gasps and pants and luckily managed to keep it low enough not to drag attention.

But this was…fucking incredible. Rachel Berry, diva, queen of yapping and all the annoying things. …licking her precum her through her boxers.

"Good girl, that's it" she encouraged with a barely contained smirk. Rachel looked up their eyes fastening on the others, and each witnessing a black fire of desire reflecting back at them, as Rachel followed the entire length of Santana with her hand. She drew her fingers together and begun running it across the latina's length. Feeling it grow harder and swell larger.

"You're so hard" she husked out and quickly glanced towards Santana's lips, wishing she could kiss them. She lifted her previous occupied palm and licked a long swipe, aware of Santana's eyes on it and began massaging again, rubbing gently up and down.

"Fuuuck, you're such a slut. How long have you wanted this?"

"It's insatiable how long I've put up without approaching you. I've craved you every single night" Rachel replied, sounding tortured.

"Well tonight is your lucky night then"

And with that Rachel decided to reach for waistband of the boxers and drag them down as well. Fuck…the sight before her almost had her cream her panties. What a standing ovation. Her friend's dick was standing proudly, cum running down from the dark red, bulbous head. So fucking majestic, Rachel thought to herself and it was all hers.

"There you go Rachel, I'm going to fill you so good, you better not disappoint me" Santana glared at her and watch Rachel swipe her tongue across her lips.

Rachel started with licking the balls of Santana, so surprised but joyous over the fact that Santana shaves, nothing could get in her way. She raised her eyebrows and inspected the tall dick…well except maybe that.

She went back to focusing on her plans, licking and sucking one ball while massaging the other with her hands.

"Mhhh keep licking, taste good?"

Rachel moaned and tried to cover her mouth over one ball, feeling herself impossibly get wetter, Santana would slip in without problem.

She flickered her tongue against the base and began a journey up to the source of the dripping juice. She wrapped her lushy lips around a slipper mushroom head and leisurely sucked it. Wet sounds filled the air as she over and over sucked and gave wet kisses. Santana's head fell backwards as she began panting and moaning.

"Fucking hell, why didn't we do this sooner, mmh right there"

In that moment, hearing those words, Rachel wanted nothing more than for Santana to flip her over and fuck her from behind as good and hard as the girl wished to.

There was something else she could do though in the mean time.

She started taking more of the thick length, slowly swallowing an inch and another inch until she had suffocated all of Santana's length from fresh air.

And then she started fucking Santana with her mouth, releasing and taking in, occupying her free hands with Santana's ball. The Latina was damn mesmerized, the sight was something she would have encrypted in her mind forever, Rachel was swallowing all of her. Deep-throating and sensually massaging her. And then she began thrusting herself, make it more challenging. Rachel began humming around her, swallowing, and taking whatever Santana was giving her. Santana felt herself twitch once then twice harshly and knew what was coming.

"You're going to swallow every drop of juice I have to offer, don't waste anything"

She looked deep into the singers eyes as she said so and then Rachel began sucking harder until she felt a hot spurt of juice fill her throat, barely hearing the loud moans of Santana with the precious taste filling her.

TBC?