A/N: Thanks for the reviews! Dare I ask for more this time? Remember, reviews are worth more than gold! And despite how I prefer reviews, a big thanks to those who've only put me on story/author alert and favorited my story. I appreciate it all. WARNING: There will be a lemon in this chapter. If you want to avoid it, don't read after they get to the apartment. I don't want any flames over this, because I DID warn you. Beyond that, enjoy!
Jesse stretched slowly when he woke up in the morning, smiling softly at the head of dark hair splayed across his chest. A quick glance at the clock turned his smile into a look of panic as he shook Rachel awake.
"Rach, baby, you've gotta wake up! Your casting call is at nine, and it's eight right now!" Rachel shot up quickly.
"Are you sure?" She turned to look at the clock herself and swore. "Dammit, I can't believe neither of us remembered to set the alarm!" She jumped out of bed, tangling herself up in the sheets, ending up dragging Jesse onto the floor with her when she dropped herself.
They both burst out laughing, Rachel taking more care this time to disentangle herself from the sheets. "Sorry," she apologized, her lips still twitching, and Jesse just shook his head, his own lips curving gently. He just laid back and watched her run around the room, grabbing her clothes and makeup to take into the bathroom with her.
"Afraid I'll distract you?" He called out teasingly, referring to when she had ended up late to her first casting call in UCLA. She had made the mistake of dressing in the bedroom instead of the bathroom, and he had begun kissing and nipping at her neck, his hands wandering.
Needless to say she had ended up very late, and she had learned her lesson. Of course, that particular lesson was to wake up early so they would have time to mess around, but beggars can't be choosers.
Rachel flushed and hurried into the bathroom, leaving Jesse chuckling mirthfully on the floor. Only Rachel could get that embarrassed after they had had sex too many times to count. He shoved himself up and lazily pulled on his jeans from the pile of clothing beside the bed.
Rachel bustled out of the bathroom with her toothbrush in her mouth, her shirt on but her skirt still in her hands. "What's up?" Jesse looked at her curiously, and she dropped the skirt, taking the toothbrush out of her mouth.
"Noah told me that for the type of musical this is, I should wear more casual clothing than my normal ensembles," she explained, reaching into the dresser for her only pair of jean, therefore not seeing the way that Jesse sneered briefly.
"That makes sense, I suppose," he said evenly, and Rachel glanced back at him, a pleased smile curving her lips.
"I'm happy that you're taking what you said yesterday seriously," she said softly, reaching up to give him a tight hug. "And don't think that I don't appreciate it, because I do. I wouldn't know what to do if I had to choose between you and Noah, I really don't."
Jesse chuckled lowly, the sound slightly hollow. "Let's be glad that we don't have to find out," he muttered sourly, already knowing that she would choose Puckerman, and hating that knowledge.
Rachel let go and smiled. "Yeah, I am pretty glad," she agreed as she headed back into the bathroom.
Jesse scowled briefly as he searched for a shirt in the mess that they called a room, finding one that seemed to be clean and tugging it on. He had felt guilty about turning off the alarm when he had woken up and saw how panicked she was, but now he was back to normal.
Rachel sprinted out of the bathroom, groaning in frustration when she saw that it was already eight thirty and she was still pulling her shoes on. "I'm not going to have time to eat," she grumbled as she pulled her hair into a quick, tight ponytail that any Cheerio at McKinley would have been proud of.
Jesse gave her an easy, fake smile. "C'mon babe, do you really think that I'd let you have to run to your casting call? I'll drive you. It's on the way to the phone store," he added, and Rachel gasped.
"Oh my, I had completely forgotten! You're really a Godsend sometimes Jesse." Hello guilt, Jesse had missed you in the ten minutes that you'd been gone.
"Yeah," he muttered, rubbing the back of his neck uncomfortably as he pulled on his own shoes before heading to the kitchen to make her some breakfast. He quickly sliced up some fruit and made some toast, and Rachel gave him a grateful smile and a kiss on the cheek as she headed to the table to eat.
Ah guilt, what an amazing companion you make to someone who used to be a soulless automaton.
Jesse dropped her off quickly, a good ten minutes before she had to be there, and he was the recipient to a long, passionate kiss before she ran into the theatre. Jesse fought to feel the smugness that came with the knowledge that his plan was coming along perfectly, but all he could feel was guilt, and he groaned angrily as he dropped his head against the steering wheel.
"I can't believe this," he muttered to himself, staring at the phone company through his windshield. He was there, at the pinnacle of his plan, and now he was feeling doubts. Of course.
He ruthlessly crushed down his guilt as he got out of his Range Rover, striding confidently into the store. He gave the sales girl that came over immediately a friendly smile. "My girlfriend lost her phone and needs to replace it immediately, preferably with one that has the GPS so this won't happen again."
The girls smile froze on her face. "Ah. Alright, is her contract with that phone over?"
Jesse nodded. "Yeah, for a little while now, we just haven't had the time to come and get one yet."
She looked bored now. "Well, look through the phones and pick out one. We can place the tracking chip in any of them."
Jesse smiled at her again and headed towards the nearest wall of phones, glancing through them disinterestedly until he saw one that was a bright, brilliant pink. He looked at the features and grinned. It had texting, internet, and it was a slide out phone. Not to mention that it had the advertisement for the GPS tracking device.
It would make the both of them happy, and he would be able to relax more when she was running around with Puckerman. He grabbed a different salesperson and told them which phone he wanted and that he wanted the GPS tracking chip put in it.
The deactivation of Rachel's old phone and the activation of this one went quickly, and he glanced at the clock, surprised that it was still fairly early in the day. It had seemed to go by a lot more quickly than it actually had.
He went to a nearby café and got something small to eat, remembering that he had forgotten to eat with Rachel in the morning.
Once he was done and skillfully avoided the flirting waitress he went outside and walked back to his Range Rover, blowing out a heavy breath as he waited for the car to cool down. Another look at the time left him groaning, laying his head on the steering wheel.
It would be hours before he had to pick Rachel up, and he had nothing to do. That said, he drove back to the apartment and began to pick up, deciding that it would be a nice surprise for Rachel when they got home.
Meanwhile Rachel was scowling darkly, plotting how to kill Noah Puckerman. Not only was this musical humorous and casual, which was pretty far outside her comfort zone, but the humor in it was crude and rather disgusting….which explained why it was Noah of all people who had told her about it.
But she was no quitter, so she powered through it, reading lines in the humorous spirit intended, instead of with the disgust that threatened to overpower her. Besides that, Jesse wouldn't be coming to get her until later on in the evening, and to leave now would ruin that for the both of them.
So she participated in the read-through and sang the songs, but she was fairly sure that her discomfort was obvious, no matter how hard she tried to hide it. She automatically reached for her phone to call Noah and complain about how he didn't know her musical preferences, but not only did she remember that her phone was missing, but that Jesse was getting her new one today.
Jesse would always know if she would be willing to do a musical or not. He had told her once that he had considered getting her an audition for Spring Awakening, but had decided that she wouldn't be comfortable with the necessary nudity at that point.
He knew her so well that it was actually kind of scary, but that was one of the many reasons that she had chosen him. He just knew these things about her, especially since they were so similar.
She glanced at the clock after the auditions were over and grinned. Jesse would be here soon, and she was so excited. Only he would have remembered that she had mentioned the new vegan restaurant, and that she wanted to go. Even she had forgotten about it until he had mentioned it the previous night.
Rachel bit her lip in delight. She really loved that man.
Jesse had cleaned the apartment, taken a shower, and dressed a little nicer than he had that morning with jeans and a button down instead of a t-shirt. He knew that Rachel would appreciate the effort, even though she was dressed the epitome of casual today.
He pulled into the parking lot and grinned when Rachel immediately began to walk across it to the car.
She was almost breathless with excitement (or something else? His traitorous mind whispered) and pink cheeked. "I can't wait," she laughed delightedly, and Jesse smirked slightly, waiting for her to see his outfit.
Rachel bit her bottom lip, her eyes darkening with lust as she took in his form fitting button down and jeans. Oh, she recognized those jeans alright. They were form fitting and clung to his ass in a way that should be illegal.
"You look very nice right now Jesse," she murmured, her hand reaching out to trail along his arm.
He chuckled, his voice a little bit husky as he replied, "Why thank you. You look pretty awesome in your jeans, I have to admit." He started the car and pulled out, waiting for Rachel to inquire about her phone, but she didn't, to his surprise.
"No questions about your new phone?" He asked, his amusement obvious as she jerked in surprise and laughed.
"No, I honestly forgot. I can't believe that I did though…" She trailed off, irritation darkening her features, and Jesse frowned.
"What's wrong babe?" If it was something about Puckerman he was going to scream.
She huffed before answering, "Noah suggested this musical, but the plot is barely there and the 'humor' is so crude…I hated it, and I can't believe that he would even suggest it."
Scratch what he had said; he was fucking ecstatic about this bit of news about Puckerman. Still, she was really irritated. "I can't believe that he would suggest something like that either. As much as I hate to say it, he knows you so well that it's really a surprise."
Rachel just sighed before smiling at him warmly. "It doesn't even matter right now. Tonight is about us, right?'
Jesse chuckled lowly. "Yeah Rach, it definitely is."
She grinned at him. "Good, now what's my phone look like?" She asked eagerly, and Jesse laughed loudly before taking it out of his front pocket.
She grabbed it eagerly, looking at it in awe. "It's perfect Jesse, thank you."
He gave her a strange look before focusing on the road. "What are you thanking me for?"
"For getting it in a color that I like. I figured that I would end up with a black phone or something." She admitted, and Jesse snorted.
"I will admit, the thought crossed my mind, but I wanted you to be happy with it." He paused and looked at her again, worry twisting his stomach as he asked, "You are, right?"
Rachel looked at him blankly. "I am what?"
"You're happy with it?"
Rachel smiled and laid a small hand on his arm. "I'm deliriously happy right now Jesse, about everything. You're amazing."
Jesse fought back a cringe even as he gave her a half hug, one hand still on the steering wheel, staring straight ahead. "You know I love you, right baby?"
"Yeah, I know, I love you too," she answered, giving him a curious look that he chose to ignore.
He honestly wasn't sure if he would be able to deal with it if she decided that she couldn't deal with the GPS chip. What if she decided that it was the last straw? No, it was easier to just keep quiet about it and just smile and act like he was behaving.
He pulled into the parking lot of the restaurant and turned to give Rachel a proper hug. "I love you so much baby, and I love showing you that I do. I'm so sorry for everything that I've done, and I know I'll do more, probably a lot more, that I'll have to apologize for, but I swear I never meant to hurt you, physically or emotionally."
Rachel hugged him back, burying her face in his neck as he spoke. "I love you too Jesse, and I get it, I really do. We're both emotional, dramatic people, and we hurt each other without meaning to Jess, but as long as we talk it out, we'll be fine, I swear it."
Her brown eyes were wide and wet and Jesse honestly couldn't help himself. He pulled her closer and kissed her, and he watched in satisfaction as she closed her eyes and pulled herself closer to him, jerking when her knee hit the gear shift but otherwise ignoring it.
Jesse pulled back slowly, smirking at the dazed look on her face as she breathed, her chest heaving even as she slowly tried to fix her mussed hair. A quick glance in the mirror had her makeup left as a lost cause, only bothering to wipe off the remainder of her lip gloss.
He got out and quickly crossed to the passenger side, opening her door for her and helping her out of the car.
"How chivalrous of you," Rachel teased gently, and Jesse chuckled lowly.
"Oh yes, I definitely am," he teased right back, bumping her gently with his hip. "Now for tonight, none of this nonsense of getting the cheapest thing on the menu, alright? I'm spoiling you tonight, and I won't hear anything about the cost."
Rachel just sighed and nodded, smiling a little bit. She enjoyed a bit of spoiling once in a while, no matter how hard she tried to fight against it sometimes.
They both had a good time, although Jesse found that his opinion of vegan food had not changed at all. He still thought that most of it sounded disgusting. There were a very few things that he was willing to eat that were vegan, but luckily they were all on the menu.
On their way home they talked and laughed, their conversations mixed in with some dark looks and lingering touches that made Rachel blush. But when they got into the apartment she looked about ready to cry, and Jesse panicked.
"Shit Rach, did I do something wrong?" He looked around desperately, trying to find something that would make her react like that, but he was unable to find anything.
She shook her head, her hand pressed against her mouth gently. "No, no it's perfect Jesse. It looks amazing, I just can't believe…" She trailed off and turned to him quietly. "Did you clean the bedroom too?"
Jesse looked slightly insulted. "Of course. Have I ever done anything half assed?"
Rachel shook her head, a small smirk curving her lips as she slunk towards Jesse. "Nope, just making sure. After all, we're going to end up there very soon."
Jesse smirked straight back. "Oh are we now?"
Rachel nodded, biting her bottom lip. "Mhm." She casually pulled off her top, leaving Jesse breathless as he took in her red lacy bra. But when he reached for her she stepped back casually, shaking her head. "Uh uh Jesse. Just watch for now."
Jesse sat back happily and watched, swallowing as the jeans came off next, her sneakers having been slipped off at the door. She sauntered towards him, straddling his lap, swatting gently at his hands when he tried to grab at her waist.
She slowly rotated her hips, and Jesse groaned, dropping his head on the back of the couch. "You're killing me baby," he muttered, gently skimming his hands up her sides, taking her lack of teasing scolding as permission to grab a hold of her hip to still her.
Rachel laughed lowly before leaning forward. "Take me to bed Jesse," she murmured into his ear, and he groaned again, placing his hands firmly on her ass to hold her as he stood up, carrying her into the bedroom.
He dropped her on the bed, and just stood there for a moment, staring at the sight she made sprawled on the bed in her red lacy lingerie. "You're gorgeous baby," he whispered, and Rachel smiled lazily.
He quickly stripped, unbuttoning his shirt as quickly as he could before pulling off his jeans. By this time Rachel had stood up, a playful smile on her face, and Jesse grinned. He prowled towards her, and Rachel backed up, biting her lip as she dodged around him, laughing when he grabbed her around the waist, tossing her onto the bed again.
He quickly pinned her to the bed, holding her hands over her head as he kissed her firmly, leaving her breathless as he trailed kisses down her neck, nipping and sucking as he went. He traced patterns into her skin with his tongue, releasing her hands as he drifted down to her breasts, nibbling on her nipple through her bra as his hands crept along her back to unclasp her bra.
As Jesse lavished attention on her breasts his right hand traveled down, rubbing her gently through her panties. Rachel threw her head back and whimpered loudly, squirming as she tried to get more friction. "Jesse," she moaned, and he smirked slightly.
"What's wrong baby?" He murmured against her chest, lifting his head up as he pressed his hand against her more firmly. "You've gotta tell me what you want sweetheart."
"Jesse, please," Rachel gasped out, her hips lifting and twisting as she grasped the sheets desperately.
He grinned at her before slipping down her body. "What do you want Rach?" He nuzzled against her before mouthing her through her panties.
She keened loudly and Jesse groaned against her, nipping at her gently before pulling her panties off, going back to trace her with his tongue and fingers, never actually entering her. "You've gotta tell me baby girl, you know I won't do anything unless you tell me that you want me."
Rachel groaned, twisting her hips desperately. As much as she hated the fact that he had to be validated during sex, she kind of loved it at the same time. It was ridiculously hot how he demanded that she tell him what she wanted. "Jesse, you know I want you," she gasped. "Please…"
Jesse groaned, nipping at her clit and causing her to scream. "Baby, you know that I need to know what you want. C'mon babe, please."
She knew exactly what he wanted, but she wasn't sure if she could tell him. "Jesse…" He bit at her clit more firmly, latching on and causing her to keen loudly. "Jesse, just fuck me, please!"
Jesse laughed breathlessly and lifted himself up, shoving himself into her as he kissed her harshly, swallowing her moans and gasps. "You're so tight baby, God I love you…" He rasped against her lips, trailing kisses to her neck where he nipped and sucked, leaving several dark bruises on her.
Rachel moaned, tossing her head from side to side, her lips still tingling. She had tasted herself on his lips, and she whimpered as he jerked her into a different position. "Moses Jesse…"
He groaned, fucking her harshly, the bed shaking violently as he pushed into her, his hands squeezing her hips firmly.
Rachel cried out in pleasure, closing her eyes as pleasure crashed over her in waves, and Jesse came inside of her with a low, guttural groan.
He collapsed on top of her, the weight comforting and reassuring as she shifted slightly, sighing gently. "I love you baby," Jesse muttered, his voice slightly slurred as he moved to the side to spoon her.
"I love you too," she said, her voice muffled as she buried her face in his neck. "Do we have anything to do tomorrow?"
Jesse shook his head. "No, I don't think so. No classes until next week, thank you spring break."
Rachel laughed tiredly, yawning as she intertwined their legs. "Good, 'cause I'm pretty sure I wouldn't be able to go anyway."
Jesse winced. "Shit Rach, I'm sorry. I should have been more gentle, it's been a pretty long time…"
"I'm fine Jesse, don't worry about it." She smiled at him gently. "Let's just go to sleep, alright?"
Her only answer was a soft snore.