Chapter Five
It had been 2 weeks since Rachel and Santana had been hooking up. No one in Glee Club knew except for Puck. At first, he loved the idea. Two hot babes going at it, singing to each other in their underwear and shit? It was hot. But he soon realized that his fantasies were just that-fantasies. He couldn't even get his hands on his favorite cheerleader anymore. Ever since the night he had helped them break into the school, Santana had been blowing him off. It wasn't that big of a deal, he could hook up with half the student body if he wanted. But Santana did that...thing he liked. He had to get it off his mind. He was headed to Glee practice and he ran his hand through his mohawk. "Cool it, Puckmeister, who needs her?"
As usual, Puck was the last member to take his seat and Mr. Shue got right down to business. "Alright guys, last week I gave you your assignments. We've been feeling some serious tension around here. We need to relax. So I asked you all to prepare a number that helps you release some tension in a positive way." The curly haired teacher looked around his class, who seemed pretty excited, and felt a surge of excitement as well.
As expected, Rachel's hand shot in the air. "Mr. Shuester, I'd like to go." Mercedes rolled her eyes. "Of course she would." Rachel stood to take her place in front of the other students, and lingered just a minute on the edge of the piano. She looked back at Santana and winked. Santana caught the look in her eyes and could feel a smirk spread across her face. She was very interested in what the sexy girl had planned.
Rachel nodded her head at the band standing behind her and shimmied out of her navy blue cardigan. Underneath she was wearing a strapless black cocktail dress that showed off her long legs. Artie began plucking an acoustic version of "Sexy Love" by Ne-yo and Rachel cleared her throat. Santana immediately crossed her legs and a small shudder shook her body. Rachel began to roll her hips with the beat and her big brown eyes locked onto the Latina's as she pulled the microphone to her lips and began to sing.
She makes the hairs on the back of my neck stand up with just one touch. And I erupt like a volcano and cover her with my love. Baby girl you make me say, ooooh...
"Wow," Finn thought. Rachel looked pretty great in that dress. Weird choice of song for his ex girlfriend. She didn't usually shop in the "sexy" section. Everyone seemed to be enjoying her performance though, so he settled in and watched.
Quinn's jaw dropped. Who was this imposter and what had they done with Berry? No selection from the movie "Annie" about tomorrow only being a day away? No awful sequined leotard with feathers? The blonde cheerleader couldn't take her eyes off Rachel's lips, and licked her own as she watched her mouth move.
And I just can't think of anything else I'd rather do, then to hear you sing, sing my name the way you do. Mm when we do our thing, when we do the things we do, baby girl you make me sing, oooh...
Rachel was still swaying her hips as she made her way around the room, ruffling Sam's hair, leaning in to kiss Artie's cheek, and swinging her arm around Quinn's shoulder, then shimming down to her eye level and back up. Everyone's head followed her every move so no one missed when Mike Chang reached out a hand. Tina smacked it down giving him a stern look, then pulled his face into hers and kissed her boyfriend with a smile. She couldn't blame him for wanting to touch. Rachel made her way to her target's chair near the back of the classroom and blushed when she came into Santana's personal space. She dipped her body down so she could look the stunned cheerleader in the eyes.
Sexy love, girl the things you do. Keep me sprung, keep me running back to you. Oh I love making love to you. Baby girl you know you're my sexy love.
Her fingers walked up Santana's muscular thighs and she lightly brushed them back down, keeping one eye on Mr. Shue. There was only so much their teacher was going to take, and he looked about on the edge of his seat. She danced circles around Santana's chair and threw her head back as she hit every note beautifully. She heard a loud sigh coming from behind Mr. Shue's desk and Rachel quickly made her way back to the front of the class. All eyes on her, she gave a slight wink in Noah's direction and finished her performance looking into the now clearly enthralled Latina's eyes. Mr. Shue cleared his throat and slowly began to clap his hands. Brittany jumped out of her seat clapping ecstatically beaming in her best friend's direction. She had taken it a little hard when Santana had told her they wouldn't be able to get their sweet lady kisses on anymore, but she understood. Above everything, S was her best friend and she just wanted her to be happy.
Beaming Rachel took a seat next to Santana and buried her head into the smiling girl's neck. "Well gorgeous, I guess the cat's out of the bag," the songstress whispered. Santana turned into Rachel's ear and whispered back "well I'd like to get your hands IN to my pants." Both girls looked up and everyone else looked away. Mr. Shue shuffled a stack of papers on his desk and Finn raised his hand to go next. "Well uh, this song helps me release my stress because, uh, well just listen. You'll get it." Kurt groaned as his step brother started into the 1st verse of the 80's hit "Everybody Was Kung Fu Fighting".
Chapter Six
Santana couldn't pull Rachel into her empty house fast enough. She had raced home after Glee practice to clean up while Rachel went to get her overnight bag at her house and let her dads know where she'd be staying. She was always honest with them about where she was going. "I'll be at the Lopez's place daddy, over in Lima Heights. Just a phone call away! It's only 2 days! You won't even know I'm gone." Rachel kissed both of her fathers on the cheek before heading out the door. When Santana opened her front door, she was dressed how Rachel liked her best, in almost nothing at all. A pair of red stiletto heels caught Rachel's eye, and she immediately praised herself for that purchase. Money well spent. She stepped back to take in the bomb shell's full ensemble and felt a twinge between her legs. Santana was stripping off Rachel's layers tossing her jacket and scarf aside. Damn this cold weather!
Her parents were in Chicago for the weekend, attending the wedding of some distant cousin. Santana had reasoned with her mother that she needed to stay behind. Regional's were in New York and they were only 3 weeks away. She couldn't miss a single practice. Hesitant to let her mischievous daughter stay home alone, Mrs. Lopez was relieved when Rachel offered to stay over for the weekend to keep Santana company.
They certainly planned on practicing for their upcoming competition. Winning was important to them both, as they'd both be applying for Julliard in the fall. "Fuck it," Santana thought. "Life is too short and there will be plenty of time for practice all weekend." She grabbed the smaller girl around the waist and pulled her in for a kiss, fully aware of every place her body touched Rachel's. "Mmm...strawberry, on my favorite Berry. Hello, gorgeous." Rachel tilted her head up and pressed her lips against the other girl's again, licking at her bottom lip. The taller girl obliged and parted her lips as their tongues met in the middle. Their fingers intertwined and Rachel let out a small moan, prompting Santana to bite down on her bottom lip.
"You know I could have cum right in the middle of Glee," Santana teased as she stepped away from her guest. Rachel tossed her bag on the couch and they made their way down the stairs to Santana's bedroom. "You looked so sexy in that dress Rach, and thanks for the warning text." The cheerleader giggled as she remembered the text she had read just before walking into the choir room earlier that day.
"Wearing the dress I swore I never would. Every word I am singing is for you. P.S. I'm not wearing anything underneath."
"I felt it was only fair to warn you." Rachel pulled her lover against her and then pressed her hard against the wall. "That dress was dangerously short, and I didn't want you getting all hot and bothered, passing out on me." She bit Santana's lip before kissing her gently while she ran her hands over her back and clasped them together. She thrust the cheerleaders body into her own and began kissing her deeper now, feeling almost urgent. Santana responded by wrapping her right leg around the diva's ass and pulling her against the wall. Rachel lifted Santana up, wrapping both of her legs around the smaller girls waist, and reached her hand around Santana's thigh to tease her. She had moved to kissing Santana's neck now and the other girls breath was getting short.
"Why are you wearing so many things?" Santana asked desperately, clawing at the hem of Rachel's shirt. The Latina girl wiggled her legs free, pulled Rachel into her bedroom and threw her down on the bed. She was on top of her in no time pulling her shirt off and blushed when she realized her lover wasn't wearing a bra. Her hands quickly covered Rachel's hardening nipples while she moved down to lick the length of her neck. "Oh god yes!" was the brunette's breathy response. They both undressed quickly. Santana guided her to the top of the bed and laid her down, never breaking their intense lip lock. Rachel squeezed the cheerleader's ass with one hand as she ran the other into her hair. Rachel felt something drip onto her leg and she moaned as Santana grinded into her thigh. The raven haired girl's hands were everywhere now and Rachel did her best to guide them right where she wanted. Santana was always good at following directions and she loved being told what to do. She moved a hand between Rachel's legs and bit her lip when she felt how wet the girl was.
Santana positioned herself between Rachel's legs and her mouth hovered just above her belly button. "Mmm you smell so sweet, love." The diva blushed at the tender nickname. She propped herself up on both elbows and looked at the girl between her legs. "What are you doing down there?" she asked, pretending to be naive to what was going on. "I'm going to kiss you,*kiss* every single *kiss* inch *kiss* of you." Santana stopped just next to Rachel's clit and the smaller girl gripped the sheets underneath her. The cheerleader flicked her tongue out at the rose bud in front of her and began to trace small circles. Rachel inhaled deeply as her eyes rolled into the back of her head. She was lost in herself and the tongue that was giving her so much pleasure. "I-I want you inside me. Ooh god! Mmm" Santana put 2 fingers inside her lover as she licked and sucked her clit. Rachel had a hand on the back of her head and careful not to push too hard, she grinded against Santana's mouth. "Kiss me San, kiss me."
The cheerleader replaced her tongue with her thumb and kissed her way up the petite girl's body until they were at eye level. "Singing isn't the only thing you do well with that mouth," Rachel said, as her eyes rolled into the back of her head. She was close now and she grabbed onto the Latina's hips to steady herself. Santana kissed Rachel, biting at her bottom lip and rolling her tongue with the diva's. Santana moaned into Rachel's lips and that was all she needed. She threw her head back as an intense orgasm rocked her entire body. Santana felt the orgasming girl dig her fingernails into her back and she crushed their lips back together muffling Rachel screaming out her name.
Chapter Seven
Puck couldn't shake the jealous feeling he had when Rachel had sang to his former fling. But he wasn't sure who he was jealous of. Rachel was one smokin' hot jew and although she never let Puck go all the way, he had gotten his hands underneath her sweater. He knew what she was working with. Santana was sexy in a very obvious way. They'd been hooking up on and off for the last 2 years and he had never gotten bored in bed. She was always willing to try new things and almost never told him no. Except for these last couple of weeks. He was laying in bed thinking about the odd couple when he heard his phone vibrate on his desk.
"Hello Noah. How are you this evening?"
~dream a little dream of me~Rachel*
He had only recieved texts like this from Rachel twice. Once when she found out that Finn and Santana had slept together, she text him to come over and basically jumped him when he walked through her front door. He liked the outcome of that text. Then again when she wanted to make Finn jealous, she had text him to sing a song with her for Glee Club. Remembering this made him groan and he really hoped she didn't have anything like that planned. He was seriously hoping something along the lines of the first scenario.
"Sup gorgous?" He felt a little pinch of guilt, using at nickname for Rachel when he thought about how Santana would react if she knew he called her that.
"Just laying in bed, ready to go to sleep. I was thinking about you, so I just wanted to say goodnight. I'll see you in Glee practice tomorrow ;)"
~dream a little dream of me~Rachel*
Puck stared down at his phone is disbelief. What was up here? While typically he had anywhere from 20-30 girls texting him goodnight every night, he was completely stunned. Were her and Santana still hooking up? Rachel had just sang to Santana about 6 hours ago, and it was a damn sexy performance. Treading lightly he hit reply, typed out his response and immediately locked his phone. He was already feeling sexually frustrated. It had been an entire 2 hours and 16 minutes since he'd had any action and he didn't need any temptation.
"Thanks for the text JewBerry. Can't wait to see what you have planned. Night."
That seemed safe, he thought as he rolled over and closed his eyes. Within minutes he was snoring loudly. Across town, 2 girls giggled together in bed as they read and re-read the text outloud. "He has no idea what is coming, does he?" Rachel asked, catching Santana's eyes and laughing. "Oh Puckerman has wished I'm sure. And dreamt. And thought about it. But he has no idea." Her lips turned up into a smile just before she caught the diva's in a passionate kiss.
Hmm. Thoughts? Suggestions?
