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Fill for the glee kink meme: Santana/Rachel breastfeeding(Anonymous)2012-03-27 09:24 am (UTC)Santana meets Rachel again after she had been a surrogate mother (like Shelby), so she has the milk but no baby. Rachel wants to help. No infantilism or mommy!kink

Title: She's a Giver…

Author: Ladyfun9

Characters: Santana Rachel (ship Pezberry!)

Rating: M, NC-17

Kinks: !Lacation sans infants, diapers, or mommy…just good old-fashioned erotic lactation, people.

Perfunctory Disclaimer: I don't own glee, characters, or lactation in general. Not even sure I own my car anymore. But I don't think Ryan Murphy owns that yet…just Glee.

Chapter 3. I've Gone Blind.

Santana wasn't sure she could see anymore.

Or think.

Or breathe.

Holy-mother-of-fuckidy-fuck, whatever Berr–um-Rachel, was doing with her very talented tongue, was AH-MAZ-INGGGG.

Ber- (Damn it again!, thought Santana. I meant Rachel!) would later attribute said "skills" to her "diligent practice" and "years of hard scale work". This led to Santana's unprompted suggestion that Rachel resume her diligent practicing, scaling the hardwork between Santana's legs.

However, in the present, Santana had nothing but ragged breaths left and little cogent thought. She felt her chest caving in, but Rachels' insistent mouth continued to latch onto her, while her other hand was kneading her, like a pile of unleavened dough.

"Harder…" gasped Santana.

Rachel's brown eyes flickered up to Santana. A small smile escaped her lips. Knowingly, she repositioned her mouth, as to take the fullest amount of Santana's needy breast into it. She sealed her lips, and then, with a small pop! Rachel sucked harder.

Santana moaned.

She felt the letdown…the sweet letdown. Oh, God, words couldn't describe this. She felt warmpth spreading from the center of her chest, diffusing out her nipples, and into Rachel's waiting mouth as she spilled her sweet milk…Rachel continued to coax it down with her tounge and her strong mouth muscles.

Ms. Lopez fully lost her mind when she heard the small barely audible gulping sounds coming from the petite woman lying on top of her.

"Más rápido, Rach. NOW."

Rachel re-doubled her efforts. Harder. Faster. She wanted Santana. All of Santana…in her mouth. Down her throat.

Rachel was completely draining Sanny's milk supply. Santana felt drunk and loopy, warm and turned-on. She was withering underneath the diva.

"Please…" She begged of Rachel, her voice scratchy with lust.

Somewhere in her deep subconscious, Santana mused that 'I am Santana, and Santana does not wither…wait..oh, my God…oh, fuck me…Ohhhh, yes….'

Rachel switched breasts and began to suck again. Harder. She began to grind her pelvis, dripping and moist with warm heat, into Santana while her mouth continued its determined efforts.

'Oh well..fuck that principled idea,' thought Santana. 'It's very last year, anyway…'

XOXO

TBC.

Sorry for the short chapters, I'm a little rusty on this fill as its been eons—even longer than Thoughts In Orange! (Kidding. Sort of. I just love that story, damn it!) However I was very flattered by the reviewers requesting additional closure and figured, hell, I just need to get back on the proverbial horse.

Plot suggestions welcome…(I know, I know. Plot? What plot?)