Fic: A Pezberry Christmas - Santana's Christmas Story
Chapter 10: Epilogue
Author: deeha
Rating: M - Smut
Disclaimer: I do not own Glee.

Summary: Santana thinks she is living the high life with all the fame and money she has. But a glimpse into what Christmas is all about, might just change her mind.


Sometime After Christmas

Quinn is cashing in on her favor to Santana. She has her ice tea, a bag of cheetos and her favorite dvd playing: March of the Penguins. She's been waiting for this weekend and no one could be more excited than her, except for maybe Rachel.

Rachel is practically bouncing on Santana's couch as she squeals in delight, "Oh! I've seen this! This movie is great! But there are some incredibly sad parts. They walk all that way and the mommies have to go hunt while the daddies take care of the babies. And the babies! Oh they are so cute! But some don't make it! Ok did you see the sea turtle documentary where they rescue and hatch the babies because seagulls snatch the mommies and it's absolutely devastating! I mean these turtles are God's creature and like they have no reason to leave the water and yet they do because they have to lay their eggs! We should go to Cuba."

Quinn stands up from the couch and deadpans, "I love March of the Penguins but if you're going to talk through the whole thing I'm going to leave."

Santana turns to Rachel and jokes, "What else do you love about this movie? Or more importantly, tell me about this trip to Cuba we should take. Will you be in a bikini the whole time? A very tiny bikini?"

Quinn starts walking away, but Rachel laughs and pulls on Quinn's arm to have her sit back down, "Come back Quinn. Look. It's the romantic scene. I assume by their close proximity the penguins are caressing one another."

Santana tilts her head and smirks, "Yup. Something's going on. Wanky."

Quinn pauses the movie. "Guys this isn't narration by Morgan Freeman and Rachel and Santana."

Rachel squeals, "Oh I'd love to work with Mr. Freeman. Do you think they'd make a Broadway adaptation of Happy Feet? Although not one of Nicole Kidman's finer works, I do appreciate her intention to be part of a children's movie so her children could watch a movie that she was in. I hope to do that one day."

Quinn takes in a deep breath.


After the movie ends, Santana politely asks Quinn to leave (Quinn rolls her eyes and says, "I know when I'm not wanted. I'll go where I'm needed. Do you have Lindsay Lohan's number?").

Santana stretches her arms up as soon as she locks the door behind Quinn. Now she is the excited one in her apartment because she finally has Rachel to herself.

She can't believe how everything has turned out. She's pretty much speaking with her dad every day and she has real friends. Her show is the number one in its time slot. Most importantly she has an amazing girlfriend.

Who happens to be in her bedroom...in a red negligee and stockings, complete with a Santa's hat.

Santana's heart swells and it takes her three seconds to remember what words are, "Did we go back in time and it's Christmas?"

Rachel is on the bed, sitting on her knees. She's grinning and Santana can tell that she is so pleased with herself. "It's still December...so we can pretend that it's Christmas."

Santana is still admiring Rachel and only wakes from her stupor when Rachel giggles and teases, "Well by the time you get over here, it might be the New Year."

At that Santana runs over and jumps on top of her bed to kneel in front of Rachel. Rachel is giggling as they kiss and Santana thinks it's the cutest thing. She runs her hands down Rachel's backside, making sure she memorizes the contours of her body. She lingers at Rachel's waist and tugs her body closer which elicits a hum from Rachel.

Santana thinks she is the reason why Rachel is humming. Which is all good. But Rachel starts humming a tune, and Santana stops kissing her to figure out the song. Rachel opens her eyes and asks, "No, come back, kiss me."

Santana laughs, "You were humming a song?" Rachel's eyes bug out and she shakes her head, "Really?"

Rachel closes the distance between them and they start kissing again. Santana goes with the flow, until Rachel starts humming again. "You're doing it again. Are you humming This Christmas?"

Santana likes seeing Rachel blush and hugs her tight and nudges at Rachel to get her to confess. When Rachel won't, Santana starts kissing Rachel's neck. "You're like a purring kitty."

Rachel snorts and then she's more embarrassed because she snorted. Santana thinks she's just adorable and to make her feel better, she starts singing, "Hang all the mistletoe, I'm going to get to know you better...This Christmas, will be a very special Christmas."

It seems to get Rachel back in the mood because she is undressing Santana and smothering her in return with kisses. Santana's been keyed up since Christmas but has been patient and insistent in taking their relationship slow. But Rachel, as Santana has experienced in the alternate universe, is ever the eager one.

Santana teases Rachel's nipples through the negligee and enjoys the way Rachel bends her back. When she moves her hands back down Rachel's sides she can feel how fast she is breathing. Santana lays Rachel down and whispers, "Relax babe."

Rachel closes her eyes as her head hits the pillows and she whispers, "You're naked."

Santana laughs and isn't quite sure what to say to that. She sits between Rachel's legs and trails her fingers up and down Rachel's thighs. She rolls Rachel's stockings off inch by inch.

Rachel cants her hips, not meeting anything to push against. Santana keeps teasing her but once it's revealed that Rachel isn't wearing any panties, her plan changes and the stockings stay on.

She can see how wet Rachel is and it ignites the same flame she felt burn within her when she first had sex with Rachel in the alternate universe.

She slips the negligee a little bit higher up Rachel's body, and leans down to kiss her hip bone. Rachel moans against the pillow and Santana looks up to see the Santa hat fall off her head.

She sits back on her knees and enters her fingers into Rachel. When Rachel arches her back, Santana scoots forward and to keep Rachel's back arched. Rachel must enjoy the pressure because her mouth falls open in awe and her eyes are still closed tight. Santana pushes her fingers deep inside of Rachel and rubs her hipbone.

She feels a huge amount of satisfaction when Rachel digs her ass into the bed and slides herself continuously up and down on Santana's fingers. And when Rachel pushes her hands against the headboard, Santana takes over and unabashedly presses into Rachel.

Santana is so aroused that it's painful. She can't get over the fact that their first time is living up to her experience in her dreams. She feels the sudden urge to kiss Rachel.

Santana scoots backward enough to gently lay down Rachel's arched back. Rachel moans at the change in position but Santana continues her ministrations as she climbs on top of her.

She takes Rachel's mouth and asks for her tongue with hers. She sucks on it and moves her fingers even faster and harder inside of Rachel. Rachel grips Santana's hips and nods her head. Santana watches Rachel gasp for air and give little pants of pleasure.

Santana loves every expression and can't help grind herself against Rachel's legs. She pulls away to watch Rachel's body react to her fingers. Santana barely hears Rachel plead, "Don't stop."

She wouldn't dare, and holds onto Rachel as she reassures, "Rachel, you look so good."

Rachel shakes her head no and Santana is confused. Rachel tries to speak again but only breathes out, "Come here."

She smiles and says, "I'm right here, I don't want to stop."

Rachel struggles but finally explains, "Don't stop kissing me. Kiss me."

Santana exhales and leans back to whisper, "I wanted to watch you baby."

But she does as Rachel asked and kisses her until she comes.

When they are both relaxed against each other, and listening to each other breathe, she can't help but think Christmas is her favorite holiday, and she can't wait until Christmas comes again.

AND THEY LIVED HAPPILLY EVER AFTER

A/N: Let's pretend it's still Christmas time. ;) Thank you for reading and thank you for your reviews!