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Santana got to her room and tossed her bags to the corner. Two weeks of holidays were remaining and she thought she won't see Rachel till the school starts. But who would care about Rachel Berry, right? Santana definitely wouldn't... At least she didn't want to.
She didn't wait for anything and grabbed her things for work-out. She had to get all anger and energy out of her. After quitting Cheerios she didn't have as much work-out as she was used to so the only thing that had exhausting effect on her was sexy times. But she wouldn't get that today's evening so she needed to lose her anger and all the energy somewhere else. She put on her shorts and tank top and headed out of the house.
"I'm going to run for like two hours, okay? Mountains didn't make the job properly."
"Okay, honey, be careful and don't wreck yourself too much," called Santana's father from the living room.
Santana was running for more than two hours and the anger inside of her didn't decrease. But the exhaustion after the week in mountains and running could be felt all over Santana's body so she turned to the street where she lived. She made last sprint to her house, opened the doors and climbed the stairs to her room. When she opened the doors to her room still out of breath she saw petite girl sitting on her bed.
"Hello, Santana," said Rachel.
"Berry?" answered Santana with anger in her voice. She still felt angry about this girl because she made her feel like a fool. And what was worse that was the fact that Santana cared about her. She cared about what was going to happen next with them but Rachel let her think like everything was just fling on the school trip because she didn't give her single look after their first time till now. That was the reason why Santana called Rachel with her surname. She didn't want to show her that she cared plus she wanted to hurt the other girl.
When Rachel heard her name, she frowned, stood up and headed to the doors. She decided to leave because she wasn't about to let Santana treat her like that. She came here because of her. She came here because she wanted to talk about things and stop playing. But Santana was the same as usual. Thus Rachel decided to play her game on.
She was already at the doors and was about to leave to the stairs. That was the moment when Santana eventually realized she didn't want her to leave. She grabbed Rachel by her wrist and turned her around.
"Rachel, I-I'm sorry."
Rachel looked Santana in the eyes and she could saw that she was really sorry. Her face expression was the proof itself because she could read there both anger and pain. Santana was asking her with her eyes to stay.
"Come back to my room," pleaded Santana, "please."
Rachel got rid of the squeeze on her wrist but went back to Santana's room. She sat on the bed and watched what the taller girl was going to do.
Santana closed the doors and stayed at the doors two meters far from Rachel.
"So," Santana hesitantly began, "how did you get here?"
"My dad drove me here...by a car. And your dad let me in, nothing complicated."
"Yeah, I see. But what are you doing here?"
"You're not glad you see me?"
"No, eh, yes, I...I just don't understand."
"What do you not understand, Santana?"
"This. I didn't know what you thought or wanted to do with the whole...situation between us."
"Is there an 'us'?" Rachel asked.
As hard as Rachel sounded she didn't mean it at all. She was actually scared to death what Santana would answer her. She wanted to make Santana to realize what was going on and she wanted to hear it from her. That was the reason why she had to play this game hard. If she went weak and jumped in Santana's arms without back doors she could end up hurt. And she didn't want to be the one who would lose. She wanted to win this...for both of them. Because she knew Santana wanted her and she wanted her as well.
"I don't know," answered Santana.
"You want to be 'us'?"
"I don't know either."
Here she goes. Still nothing. Santana wasn't sure what she wanted. But Rachel had to understand it this time. Was it probably too early? Yeah, that would be it.
"Then maybe we can save that for tomorrow's breakfast?" asked Rachel.
"Breakfast? You want to stay here over night?"
"I already discussed it with your dad and told him about our practice of the duet for the start of new school year."
"Oh."
"That's all you're going to say?"
"No. I wanted to say 'oh' and 'take off your clothes'." And Santana smiled at Rachel giving her a look up and down her body. She gained her confidence right back.
"But we should practice a little bit so your dad would hear we're really singing."
"We can say we were only trying to find good song today."
And Santana went across the room and pushed 'play' on the CD player. One of the songs from Sade filled the room.
"I didn't know you like that, Santana."
"There are a lot of things you don't know about me."
"Like?"
"Like my never ending stamina."
"C'mon, everybody in the school knows about Santana Lopez, the famous sexy machine."
"Rumours are far behind the reality."
"Ha."
"You'll see. You will be glad when there will be breakfast in the morning so you will finally rest a little bit."
"I thought you noticed yesterday I'm not that easy to exhaust."
"Just give me ten minutes to have a shower and a coffee and I'll be in my super form again."
"I don't think I can wait that long, Santana, I've been dripping wet all day thinking of the things we could be doing all the time."
"What do you mean?"
Rachel immediately slid her hand in Santana's panties and pressed her fingers against her clit.
"I could be doing something like this during the bus ride."
"Why didn't you then? That is so mean."
"Because it was much more fun this way. I bet you were more eh, sensitive after yesterday? So every little jump of the bus had to be somehow exciting for you, right? I knew it had an impact between your legs and thus the evening will be...explosive."
Rachel pushed her body into Santana's and let her hands move everywhere they could reach. She crushed their lips against each other and immediately asked with her tongue for the entrance to Santana's mouth. It was permitted without hesitation and Rachel began to search every corner of Santana's mouth. Santana gave in and let Rachel to do with her whatever she wanted. It was quite unusual for Santana to let somebody to dominate over her so much but she felt like she needed it now. She needed the relief. Rachel trailed kisses over Santana's body and took off every part of Santana's clothes that was standing in her way. In few seconds Santana stood there naked and Rachel felt the shiver in her own body when she watched the other girl's beauty. She threw herself back into the work and kissed the way from Santana's mouth across her neck to her neckline. She squeezed with her hands both of Santana's breasts which made the taller girl to moan loudly.
"Santana, your parents are downstairs," laughed Rachel while sucking one of Santana's hard nipples.
"I'm not the one who's making me that loud," said Santana through clenched teeth so she wouldn't let another loud moan.
Rachel was satisfied with the impact she had on the other girl so she continued with the kisses on Santana's belly.
Santana's body was covered with sweat from running so Rachel could feel her salty skin on her mouth. But Santana felt so 'feminine' for Rachel that it was turning her on like madness.
When Rachel started to go down on Santana the taller girl wanted to stop her.
"Wait, Rachel, I think the shower will make it better."
"You're not going out of this room till I'll make you to come. Plus you're just perfect right now."
And Santana didn't have a chance to protest anymore because Rachel kneeled on her knees and placed one of Santana's legs on the bed. Now she had better space for what she planned to do. She smelled Santana's arousal and knew it was only question of few moments when Santana would probably come without any more touching just due to the turn on she had to feel. But Rachel wanted to make it worth for her so she would get the most satisfying relief she deserved. Rachel surrounded Santana's clitoris with her mouth, sucked and sucked and started to lick on it with faster and faster rhythm.
Santana's body was shaking. After two hours of running the blood was already throbbing hardly in her veins. So when Rachel began to make her feel good she felt her body was even more sensitive and perceptive. And the pain between her legs was bigger than ever.
"Come to my mouth," mumbled Rachel without really leaving Santana's folds.
And with another suck on her clit Santana got over the edge. Her knees became weak and the tremble of her passing orgasm almost made her to fall on the floor. Rachel flicked her tongue over Santana's clit few times so the girl would get appropriate relief and tried to hold her waist so she wouldn't collapse. Then Rachel got to her feet and hugged Santana so she could support her.
"Better?" asked Rachel.
"A little," answered Santana. "But now, you're going to take off your clothes as well and you're going to have a shower with me. And we'll see who will have problems to suppress loud moans now."
"You want a challenge?" laughed Rachel and began to take off her clothes as slowly as possible on purpose. She didn't knew both she and Santana will have bites all over their bodies next day because that would be the only way how to avoid her moaning too loud that it would wake up the neighbours at the other end of the street.
The whole night was about sex, sleep for a while, sex, another rest and sex again. If the dirty talk doesn't count then girls didn't speak too much. Actually not at all. They were only fucking. And while they were resting they cuddled but no words were spoken.
It was 10 AM when Santana opened her eyes.
"Santana, wake up!"
"No, not today! I've had enough of waking up by screaming my name, just let me sleep."
"Santana, I think we should go downstairs so your parents wouldn't be suspicious why we are sleeping for so long."
"They are not home, they're both at work. Plus they wouldn't be suspicious, they are quite used to that when Bri..."
"Okay okay, than I'm going home," interrupted Rachel so that Santana wouldn't finish the sentence.
"You're not staying for the breakfast as you planned yesterday?"
"You're sleeping so I'm not going to stay here anymore."
And Rachel began to gather her things that were tossed all over the room. Yeah, she didn't have to take off her clothes herself evening before as Santana told her. According to Santana she was taking it off too slowly when leaving to bathroom so she tore it up from her instead.
When Rachel put on her sweater and headed to doors to leave Santana rolled on the bed and told her:
"Don't go. You wanted to stay for breakfast then you're staying for breakfast. I'm all awake now since you woke me up and the closet full of my beautiful clothes screamed to death when you put on that sweater."
And Santana got up from the bed and headed to the doors. Rachel didn't protest against the insult Santana just made. She was glad that Santana 'made' her to stay. Plus Santana's morning appearance caught more than Rachel's eye.
"Santana, you're still naked."
"And?"
"Aren't you going to put something on?"
"Nah, clothes is the idea of business magnates and concerns to sell their products."
"Santana..."
"C'mon, don't be a prude, I believe you already saw me naked before," laughed Santana.
"Yeah, but it is kind of...I don't think I can eat when you'll be like this and I will be sitting on a wet spot."
"Ah so? Okay, I'll get something. But you have to take off the sweater."
"No problem. I think it is somehow hotter here."
"That's me who's hot and making you hot, baby."
Both girls had some cereals and while Rachel was searching in the fridge for some juice Santana made herself a coffee.
"You know you shouldn't start with coffee so young?" said Rachel. "It is actually better not to start ever. It will be visible on your skin, your habits will change and..."
"Oh my god."
"...and it is bad for..."
"Don't spoil my morning coffee, B-Rachel. Isn't it enough that I just love coffee? Plus I'm not drinking more than two or three a day so it is not like something I can't live without. Or you saw me during the trip with a coffee? So let me, please, have my coffee."
Rachel stopped and when she heard what Santana told her it made her to smile.
"You are right, Santana. When you love it and it is not too often then it is okay, actually more than okay. I'm sorry if I spoiled it for you."
"Don't worry about it. Nothing can spoil me the morning after I gave someone...say, dozens of orgasms?"
Rachel chuckled on her juice.
"Probably more," she answered.
"Right," smiled Santana as well. "So...you're coming over tonight?"
"I have a French lesson after the lunch, then I should get me some..." Santana got lost in what Rachel was saying and only caught the end. "...and in the evening I have a ballet lesson."
"Till?"
"Till 9 PM."
"And then?"
"Then I have nothing."
"So?"
"So, Santana?"
"Should I ask you again if you're coming over tonight?"
"After ballet?"
"Yeah."
"Eh...sure!"
And that was how their regular meetings began. That day Rachel left the house and Santana was only lying on the couch all day, watching TV because she was exhausted like hell. Two hours of running and one hyperactive sex partner that was more than she could bear without proper rest. She felt every muscle on her body aching.
Rachel on the other hand had a difficult programme. But in the evening the programmes of both girls joined when Rachel rang the bell of Santana's house and stayed there till the morning again.
The meetings between them continued like this for next few days. But some things changed. Sometimes when they were resting before another round and were lying in each other arms they were talking. They began to speak about silly things. It started where else than at sex. Rachel made fun of Santana that she couldn't hold a scream while her parents were downstairs. Santana first denied everything but asked Rachel then how she could be that good without any experience. Rachel confessed to her large research she did on the internet. It somehow skipped on other things that could be found on the internet like films or songs. From songs it was only short way to the Glee club, school and their university plans. And Santana knew that Rachel normally talked too much and no one else had a chance to say anything and it was always so annoying. But during their cuddling Rachel was listening to her more than talking herself.
It was Sunday and it was one week since they arrived from the trip and when Rachel stayed at Santana's place for the first time. It was the morning and Santana's parents were home as well for the first time since Rachel was staying there over the night. They chatted with Rachel about school and other things when she was about to leave.
"Tana," told Santana's father to his daughter, "you're not giving ride to your friend? Like seriously? You always drive all your friends."
It was obvious what he meant with 'all' friends. It meant that Brittany got ride every time she was there.
"It is not necessary, thank you, Mr. Lopez, it is somehow easier to get home by bus from here. It would be a waste to go by car, it is not that far," opposed Rachel becaus she thought it could be uncomfortable for Santana.
"Nonsense," Mr. Lopez continued, "that's one of the reasons why we bought Santana a car, not only for her wild rides around the town so everybody would see what tiger car she has. Santana, honey, grab your keys and take your friend home."
Santana shrugged at Rachel and stood up to leave. Rachel thanked Mr. Lopez and left the house after the other girl who was still chewing her last bite of breakfast.
The ride was silent, Santana played another one of her CDs. Rachel noticed it was wilder and more rock. Santana chose wisely CDs for her places. Great CD for her room when she has someone in her bed and something wilder for the ride. This girl really likes music, thought Rachel for herself and couldn't stop the smile that appeared on her face. She and Santana had one obsession in common after all. Well, right behind sex, of course, because that was their obsession in common on the first place and although Rachel was new to that she welcomed this new hobby without hesitation.
When Santana parked the car in front of Rachel's house Rachel was nervously playing with her hands.
"So, can I come over tonight as well?"
Rachel wasn't sure if Santana wanted her there after she was made to share a ride with her.
"Sure. You have ballet class as last week, right?"
"Yeah, so after the class I have to have a shower, then I need to pack all my things, so I could be at yours at..."
"I can pick you up."
"What?"
"I'll pick you up, okay?"
"You're sure, Santana?"
"I'll be at half past nine at the studio, is it enough?"
"That is much more than I need, I think there is even time for a quickie with myself, ha."
"Then I'll be there at 9.20 and you'll have a quickie with me."
"I'll consider it."
And Rachel laughed as she got out of the car. Santana was laughing as well. She didn't know why she told Rachel she would pick her up but there was something that made her to. Something that told her she wanted to do it. She started the engine and left.
It was 9.35 when Rachel eventually rushed out of the studio and ran to the car where Santana was impatiently waiting for her.
Rachel got in the car and panted:
"I'm sorry Santana, I couldn't find my..."
"...underwear!" finished Santana instead. She saw through Rachel's T-shirt her hard nipples which was probably the impact of cold shower after the training.
"Yes, how do you know?" And Rachel saw where Santana was looking all the time.
"Oh," Rachel covered her chest with her arms like she was shy in front of the other girl.
"I went to the class already in my sport underwear and I left my normal underwear home. And I couldn't stay in that sweaty thing."
"Wait," Santana cut off smaller girl in her explanation. She placed her hand on Rachel's thigh and stroked her way up to her skirt.
"When you said you forgot your underwear home you meant all underwear?"
And when Santana rolled Rachel's skirt all way up and reached her crotch she didn't find any obstruct between her hand and Rachel's hot centre.
"Ohhh," both girls moaned at the contact. Santana pushed some pressure against Rachel's centre, made some teasing movements and pulled away.
She licked her fingers and started the car.
Rachel only stared at her and couldn't find the words.
"You're leaving me like this? I kind of hoped your proposition of quickie was real," she groaned.
"It was, but I can hear your stomach crying for something to eat. First we'll have some proper meal then you'll have enough energy for more than a quickie. And I really advice you on that because I had the most relaxing day ever so I have to get tired somehow."
"You mean like we're going to eat somewhere? Like together?"
"No, Rachel, I'll go to the Chinese restaurant while you'll grab something on the opposite side of the road, okay?"
"Stop joking, I was serious."
"Okay, then, I'm seriously asking you what would you like to eat?"
And they headed to Rachel's favourite vegetarian restaurant.
It wasn't far away so both girls sat on the chairs in the restaurant in few minutes. Santana read the menu and couldn't find anything satisfying.
"What's this?" she asked angrily. "How can I be satisfied after one bowl of tofu and some crappy thing with it that I can't even pronounce? I want to get my big piece of meat."
Rachel felt badly, she didn't realize it when she was the one who should choose the restaurant. She didn't think about it that Santana was so not veggie as well and that she wouldn't be happy about the menu.
After some discussing of what some names and meals meant and were made of Santana eventually decided for something more familiar, spaghetti with soy meat.
"Ah, soy meat tastes like the fat on the real meat, I can chew it like forever."
"Santana, I'm sorry, I told you we could leave and find another restaurant."
"No, I didn't mean it like that. I was just joking, you know, it is sort of my duty to be angry at everything... it is actually nice here. But we should make a deal that we will alternate in choosing the restaurants and I'll promise you I will always pick something where you can eat as well."
"We'll go to the dinner another time?"
"I guess I will be hungry one day again so we will."
Rachel smiled and let herself to have the best dinner she ever had. They chatted and actually enjoyed the company of each other. Although Santana was still Santana and she couldn't help but point at an older woman that was probably Rachel's twin or lost sister because she had an owl on her sweater. But after all it was really nice evening.
When they got to Santana's house they were both tired. Even Santana, after her day full of relaxation, TV, some lazy singing for herself and chatting with Britt on Skype, felt tired because she ordered herself the second portion of spaghetti and now she was full and couldn't move. Both Santana and Rachel lay on the bed and Rachel cuddled into Santana's side.
"Rachel, just give me a minute and you'll see what I prepared for you today."
"Yeah?" said Rachel with closed eyes. She was struggling with a sleep that was attacking her.
"Yes. You were without underwear all evening and it was turning me on like...like..."
And both Santana and Rachel fell asleep.
They woke up in the morning and neither one of them felt any better. Their stomachs were still full.
"I think I will skip the breakfast today," said Rachel.
"I think I'll skip all meals for next week," added Santana.
Rachel grabbed her things and headed to the doors.
Before she could leave Santana appeared behind her and pressed her to her body.
"Wait," she said, "you have something here, Rach, let me kiss it away."
And Santana kissed Rachel slowly brushing their lips against each other.
Rachel repeated her motions and connected her lips with Santana's even more. She didn't want this moment to end. But Santana pulled away and when she saw Rachel had her eyes still closed she asked worriedly:
"What's wrong?"
"Eh, nothing. Y-you just called me 'Rach'."
"That is actually your name, right?"
"Yeah, but..."
"I guess I can get used to this as well as I was used to the Berry-curse before."
Rachel let out a laugh and left the house totally lost in her thoughts.
What just happened in the last week? And what happened yesterday? Was Rachel's plan so successful that Santana could fall in love with her after such short while? Something was definitely different. It made Rachel to jump in the air and she sang for herself all the way home. Today was the day. Yeah, today she will ask Santana to do it...today she will lose big V to her.
But Rachel wasn't the only one who asked herself what all these things meant. Santana closed the doors behind Rachel and panicked. What was that supposed to mean? Why did she do that first of all? She wanted to go to dinner with Rachel, she wanted to kiss her today before she left although they never did this. They only fucked and cuddled while resting. But the kiss was different today. Plus they didn't sleep together last night. There was something going on and she had to find out what it was. She had to manage some things over the day but in the evening she knew where she had to go. She had to go to Brittany's. She was her best friend and she was the right person who should know it first. She should know that Santana was probably falling in love with Rachel and Santana needed her blessing.
"So...you're in love with her, San?"
"I don't know, Britt. I'm not sure."
"You want her to be your girlfriend?"
"I don't know either."
"Okay, San, we can see it is difficult as usual with you," and Brittany smiled to that, "so would you mind if Rachel slept with someone else?"
"Eh..."
"Just imagine how Finn or Puck is squeezing her nipples and going..."
"Okay, okay! Please, just stop it. I would tear that person into pieces."
"See?"
"What?"
"You want her to be your girlfriend, to be exclusive, why don't you ask her how she feels about it?"
"I should?"
"Definitely."
"Oh, okay. Thanks, Britt, I mean it. Really thank you. You are so smart when it comes to these things."
"And you are smart when it comes to whatever else. We complement each other."
"Yeah. Thank you for being here for me and...supporting me with Rachel."
"Always. So you'll stay here tonight, San?"
"I don't know."
"Santana, stay here. We didn't have a sleepover for ages. Please, San?"
And here it was, Brittany's eyes and 'please' that would melt the stone. Santana didn't have actually anything better to do. She and Rachel didn't plan anything for tonight, they didn't plan another night together because Rachel left soon so she could agree now. And Brittany jumped in the air and ran for Santana's usual T-shirt she wore when she slept there.
"Hmh, how I missed that," purred Santana.
"Yeah. It actually lost its 'Santana'."
"What?"
"It gets the smell of you, San, when you're here more often and sometimes when I'm alone or sad I cuddle to that T-shirt. Because it reminds me of you and it always helps."
"Oh, Britt."
And both girls jumped to the bed and talked all night what happened in their lives lately, how they saw things differently and other stuff that just came to their minds, all that stuff that everybody shares only with his or her best friend.
In the morning Santana hugged her best friend at the doorstep.
"Thanks again, Britt."
"Go and get your girl, San. I thought about it when you fell asleep last night. You and Rachel will have amazing children. Just imagine it...the raspiness of your voice and the strength of her voice...this mixed together will win all stages if the world."
Santana laughed because she wasn't sure how she and Rachel could make a baby together. But when she came to that idea she felt she could try to conceive despite of its impossibility because she was actually lacking sex for more than 48 hours now. And after last week with Rachel and her never exhausted hands and tongue it meant she felt weirdly unsatisfied now. She decided she would go home and change to something more provocative and then she'd try to surprise Rachel and take her to lunch somewhere. And maybe she will have the courage to ask her what she and Brittany discussed evening before, to be her girlfriend.
Santana parked the car in front of her house. She knew her parents won't be home so she entered the house and behaved just like everyone else when he thinks he is alone. She was singing for herself and added a little dance in the kitchen. Yeah, last few days were great and made her to smile all the time.
When Santana opened the doors to her room she shrieked with a shock. A girl was sitting on her bed, she was hugging her legs and she had her head hidden in her arms.
"Rachel, oh my god, I had heart attack! What are you doing here?"
Rachel raised her head and didn't look at Santana at all when she spoke:
"I came here yesterday. Your father let me in. He probably forgot I was still here because he locked me in the house. I thought I would come over and we'd have another evening together. But you didn't come home last night. And you're father told me where you went yesterday."
"Yeah, I was at..."
"Brittany's!" screamed Rachel and the crack in her voice echoed in the house. She looked Santana right in the eyes when she screamed at her. Santana could see Rachel's red eyes. She didn't obviously sleep last night and she probably cried.
"Yes, I was but..."
"Don't you try it, Santana. I know where you were and what you were doing. I know that you and Brittany could be with anyone else but you still managed to sleep together though. So don't even bother with lies here!"
"Rachel, wait, that's not..."
"Santana, I told you I don't want to hear anything, ANYTHING! I was so stupid. Firstly I was too concerned to show you that you are an amazing person and that I saw that in you although you didn't behave to me the best you could. But then I obviously lost my mind when I let you to get under my skin too much. You know what, Santana? I chose you to be my first. I wanted to lose it to you. You are hot, smart and I know that you can care about your most loving person as nobody else. That is why I fell in love with you because I saw under all these layers you put on yourself so nobody could see under it real 'you'. But we can see I got trapped in my own trap. Because you can't care for anybody else that way than for Brittany. She is good girl, she is amazing, I know that, but I don't think she deserves you when you're able to sleep with me and her and hundreds of other people at the same time."
"Don't say that."
"Why? Why shouldn't I? Isn't that truth?"
"You may regret it."
"I won't. And I won't regret this, Santana."
And Rachel stood up and ran out of the house.
Santana stayed on the same place for long while trying to process what happened. She was so happy just half an hour ago. She wanted to make it right and ask Rachel if she would be her girlfriend. And now? She had nothing left, only broken heart. Broken heart for Rachel Berry? No, that was so not happening. She didn't feel like this, she couldn't! But she still felt the pain somewhere in her chest and she wanted to scream to make it go away. She couldn't stay there anymore, she had to do something about it so she wouldn't feel that way. Santana left the house and jumped into her car. She drove wildly for ten minutes when she parked the car and got out of it. She ran to the nearby house and rang the bell.
"San, what are you doing here?"
"Just...just take off your clothes," answered Santana and crushed her lips against the lips of the tall blonde.
I just saw what I wrote in the first chapter that there would be only small part of Brittany but the story made it itself to this point, it couldn't be helped :)
Now I'm torn if Santana and 'tall blonde' should finish it or not...haha, let's see ;)