A/N: here's chapter 11 :) I hope your enjoying, I just realised that this story is the one with most chapters, reviews and alerts. It makes me happy :)
Oh, and when you lovely people review, can I have something other than 'more' or 'update asap' can you please tell me what you actually think. It'd really appreciate it.
Obviously, I don't own Glee, or anything copyrighted, the only thing that's mine is the plot.
Rescue Me, Love Me, Mr Hudson
Chapter 11
Rachel didn't have much time to say anything because Finn crushed his lips against hers, pushing her hard against the door, his hands pinning her hands above her head….
Rachel moaned into his mouth, as his tongue slipped into her mouth. His actions were frantic, desperate. Pulling away for breath, Finn didn't stop kissing her, her cheeks, neck, collarbone were all assaulted by his lips. Her hands were in his hair, pulling and twisting, he bit down on her neck, sucking gently.
"Finn…." Her moan was soft, gentle. He could feel that her knees were getting weak, so he scooped her up and threw her onto the bed, and slowly began undressing her.
Santana was violently disturbed from her sleep, by a banging on the door. She groaned, and told them to go away, but they continued banging on the door. Pissed off, she climbed out of bed, and answered the door, almost pulling the door off its hinges.
"What?" she spat, not looking at the person stood in the doorway.
"Santana Lopez?" An all too familiar voice asked, sounding puzzled. Santana looked up at Sam Evans, frozen to the spot. She didn't know what to say, if she said anything, she'd put both Finn and Rachel in it. He pushed his way into the room, Santana didn't even attempt to stop him, they were all screwed, and that was it.
"Right, you are going to explain to me right now, what the hell is going on? I saw Rachel Berry, with Finn, and you're here so I want answers, now!" He ordered Santana. Santana slammed the door, and turned on her heels. Queen Bitch began to shine through.
"One, you are no longer my teacher, you have no authority, two, It's none of your fucking business!" Santana yelled. Sam was taken aback; no-one had ever yelled at him like that before, not ever, not his ex-wife, not his mother, not anyone. She was right, he had no authority over her, she didn't have to tell him anything, but he needed to know. He advanced towards her, and shoved her up against the wall, making her groan.
"Sam, I'm tired, later…" Santana breathed,
"You drove all the way here?" Sam asked, sounding genuinely concerned. Santana nodded in response to his answer, and pulled herself back to bed. She ignored Sam's presence and went back to sleep. Sam stood over the bed and watched her carefully. He leant down and kissed her forehead before he left her. He didn't know what other room Finn had ended up in with Rachel Berry, and didn't plan on finding out…
A/N: I know this chapter is short, and I apologize, I just couldn't seem to add to it…my muse is gone :/ I will try to update as soon as. Send me love. Thanks.
