A/N: I seriously allow everyone to punch me in the face for this long with the update. I've been so busy and working and my summer. I've seriously been slacking. And writers block is seriously a bitch. So I apologize for this shitty update. I needed to update so this is part 1.

WARNING: This chapter includes some smut... R&R (:

Chapter 12: Lima Part I

"FUCK SANTANA." Rachel moaned as she fisted the bed sheets so hard they came off the sides of the mattress, back arching high off the bed as Santana continued her assault on the smaller diva's pussy.

"Tell me what you want Rachel." Santana could not resist how turned on she was, seeing her girlfriend thrash about wildly underneath her tongue.

"Ahhhhh…..oohhhhhmyyyygoddddd" Rachel couldn't even form words. She swore there had to be cocaine on the tip of the Latina's tongue, she couldn't get enough. The smaller diva screamed as Santana's tongue dove deeper, while she rubbed circles around her sensitive nub that was almost painfully throbbing from the anticipated release as she grabbed handfuls of the Latina's hair. "San….fingers…please…" Rachel panted. She was so close, all she needed was just a few strokes and she would finally get the release she needed.

Santana grinned to herself before plunging her two fingers deep into her girlfriend, going straight for the spot that she knew like the back of her hand. Immediately finding what she was looking for and grazed her fingers across it lightly, taking Rachel's clit in between her lips. "Cum Rachel." Santana commanded calmly as she felt Rachel's walls tighten around her fingers. She gently prodded Rachel's spot as she gently bit Rachel's clit before pulling it with her teeth and Rachel came undone before her.

"YESSSS SANN FUUUCCCKKKKK!" Rachel screamed so loud she felt her voice get hoarse as she pulled Santana's hair, glad she had something to hold on too to keep her on earth while she felt like she would shoot out to the stratosphere.

Santana watched as her girlfriend exploded across her bed, not wanting to waste a drop she bent back down to drink every drop Rachel gave her and cleaned the rest from in between her legs. Climbing back up her girlfriend she kissed her soundly as Rachel attempted to get her breathing and heart rate back to normal. Rachel brought both her hands up and cupped Santana's face before kissing her again with everything she had left after that last orgasm. Running her tongue all across the Latina's mouth tasting herself, it just made her wet again. Rachel smiled seductively as she brought Santana's fingers up to her mouth and sucked off the left over essence from her orgasm.

Santana went completely wild. Rachel was almost prudish in public, but behind closed doors she was an animal. Santana growled before leaning back down to kiss Rachel again before spreading Rachel's thighs with her knee and pressing her thigh to Rachel's dripping core. "You're wet again beautiful? You're gonna dehydrate baby." Santana husked into Rachel's ear.

Rachel groaned when Santana's thigh met her already hyper sensitive core, she instantly started grinding her hips into her thigh, almost squealing in delight at the friction it caused. She quickly felt the tension in the bottom of her stomach start to coil and fast and continued to buck against Santana's thigh making it build bigger and bigger until she came again, all over Santana's thigh and dripping onto Santana's bed underneath them. Rachel looked up to the ceiling, trying to regulate her breathing. She would never understand how every single orgasm from Santana was mind blowing.

"You are beyond amazing Santana." Rachel smiled before the beautiful Latina bent down to kiss her softly on the lips.

Santana smiled looking deep into her girlfriend's eyes. She was so immensely happy. Everything about Rachel just made her melt. She never thought she would have this feeling again after Brittany left her, she thought Brittany took every bit of love she could give when she left. Rachel proved her wrong. Her heart swelled at the thought. Rachel held the pieces of her heart that was left and was putting them together again. She actually got scared. The last time she lost herself in someone else, she almost didn't make it. A tear slipped out and she attempted to wipe it away before Rachel stopped her and placed a soft kiss where it fell. She couldn't help but smile at the gesture; it helped Santana in her decision that being with Rachel was the right choice all along.

Rachel smiled back at Santana, her own eyes filling with tears as well. Santana didn't have to say anything. In those moments of silence, looking into each other's eyes they had a silent conversation. She felt what Santana was feeling. She knew that her being with Rachel like she is, emotionally invested was a big step from where she was years prior. Santana let her in, and she knew just in Santana opening up to her was something major. She kissed Santana softly again. "And that's how a girl should be woken up in the morning…"

Santana fidgeted in the car as Rachel drove to her parent's house, trying to keep herself occupied by looking out the window taking in the small town that Rachel was from. It was completely different from where she's from.

"Baby relax." Rachel reached across the gear shift and took Santana's hand in hers interlacing their fingers. "My dad's will love you. Don't be nervous."

Santana huffed in annoyance. She ever since they left Rachel had been repeating the same words over and over again, and this was just one instance when Rachel wasn't able to calm her down. "Rae, I'm meeting your parents. I think I can be nervous. I haven't dated seriously or met any girl I've dated parents since Britt. This is a big step." She took a deep breath, trying to ease the feeling of her chest tightening in anxiety and panic.

Rachel sighed, she knew Santana would be antsy. She just didn't know how badly. "Did you bring your meds?"

Santana reached in her bag and pulled out her anxiety medications and took two before washing them down with water. "What if they don't like me? What if they think I'm too crazy for you and think we shouldn't be together? Or what if-"

Rachel interrupted. "My dad's will not think you're crazy Santana. Stop with the what if's, it's not gonna help any." Santana grumbled under her breathe before looking out the window as Rachel turned down a street lined with houses. "Here we are!"

Santana gulped as they pulled into the driveway. She took a deep breathe feeling the tightness in her chest ease and her heart slowdown from the rapid pace it previously was beating at. Rachel put the car in park before hopping out the car, as she spotted her dads come out the house and enveloped them both in a huge hug. Santana shook her last minute nerves and got out the car, walking up to the 3 Berry's smiling nervously.

Rachel felt her girlfriend's nervousness, grabbing her hand and interlacing their fingers she smiled brightly at her dads. "Dad, Daddy this is my girlfriend Santana Lopez. San, these are my dad's Leroy & Hiram Berry."

Santana smiled. "Nice too meet you both, Mr. and Mr. Berry." She felt any nervousness in her system leave as she saw both men beam brightly at her.

"Please Santana, Mr. and Mr. gets too confusing. Please call us Hiram and Leroy." Hiram said shaking her hand. She chuckled before Leroy took her in a huge hug, clearly Leroy was Rachel's biological dad. They both had the same large smile and the same mannerisms.

"Yes, please. We want to be as formal as possible. You are dating our little girl and staying at our home. It would make the most sense for us to be on the first name basis. We will more than likely see more of each other." Leroy said beaming brightly at Santana. If she wasn't sure before, she was now. Leroy spoke in paragraphs just like Rachel.

"Daddy, please give her some space. No need to smother her." Rachel looked pleadingly at her father, her cheeks flushing deep red with embarrassment. "Dad, do something! Get him!" She whined.

"Come on Leroy. Let's take their bags into the house." Hiram looked at his husband with intent eyes.

When her dad's grabbed their bags out the back of the truck, Rachel walked over to Santana and grabbed her hand. "Baby, I'm so sorry. I forget that he's a little high strong sometimes."

Santana just chuckled at her statement. "I see where you get it from now."

….

"Babe, this was one of my favorite places to come eat back in high school. It was the prime place for dates. It was fancy and pretty cheap." Rachel beamed brightly as she held Santana's hand before she opened the door to Breadstix. "Plus they have a rather large selection of vegan and vegetarian options."

Santana looked around. It was a very nice small restaurant. She just hoped the food was good, she was starving. When they were shown to their seat, she grabbed Rachel's hand and kissed her fingers. Her stay in Lima was definitely different. She hasn't been any place outside of California. She always said she was a self-proclaimed city girl, it almost stunned her how someone with as big as a personality as Rachel even survived let alone came from this small country town. Her thoughts were interrupted when she realized Rachel was talking.

"So have you decided what you were gonna get babe?" Rachel looked over at Santana from her menu, she couldn't help but smile brightly. Despite what Santana seems to think, Rachel knew that she lucked out when she found Santana. She personally thought that they found each other when they both needed each other, and they were meant to be together for some reason. The odds have definitely been in her favor. Realizing that she was being creepy just grinning wildly into Santana's eyes, she leaned across the table and tapped Santana's nose to get her attention before she kissed her gently on the lips.

Santana just smiled against Rachel's lips, before catching her lips into another passionate kiss. There was no battle for dominance like usual, just passion and pure emotion. It clicked to Santana just in that moment with Rachel's lips pressed against hers that what she thought was just caring deeply for her girlfriend, somewhere along the lines developed into something more. She was in love with Rachel, her heart thudded madly in her chest as the revelation made itself more present in her mind. She loved Rachel. She was in love with Rachel. How did she not realize this before? Santana felt her chest grow tight and she released a breath that she didn't even know she was holding when the waitress had come over to take their orders. Once she was finished she placed a basket of complimentary breadsticks at the table before she left off to place their orders.

"The breadsticks are complimentary. They are all you can eat." Rachel smiled at Santana's smile as she dug in the basket and grabbed a breadstick munching on it happily.

"So they seriously can't tell us we can't have any more breadsticks?" Santana asked as she continued to munch on her third breadstick. "These are sooooo good."

"Babe, slow down. They'll bring out more; you need to save room for your food. And yes, they can't tell you no."

"We're coming here tomorrow and I'm bringing a wheel barrow. I dare them to tell me I can't take it home full of breadsticks either."

"No, we are not coming back here tomorrow. It's Mercy and Sam's party tomorrow. And I will not bring you back here if you bring a wheel barrow."

"Well, then I'm going to sit here and eat every breadstick that comes my way. Damn them for being so good."

Rachel just chuckled at her girlfriend and rolled her eyes as their waitress came back over with their orders.

…..

Santana flopped on the bed in Rachel's room, holding her stomach and groaning. "I swear I'm going to burst."

"Well no one told you to eat your weight in breadsticks Santana. Your upset stomach is completely your fault." Rachel chuckled while she took off her heels from the night and then walked over to her bed to curl up on Santana's side. Leaning up to her girlfriend's neck and placing a kiss there, she smiled before rubbing her belly in soft soothing circles.

Santana groaned in response. "They weren't supposed to be that addicting. Don't stop babe. That makes it feel better."

"You weren't supposed to ingest 6 baskets of them by yourself either, PLUS dinner. I swear, where do you even put all of that?"

"Being around Puck all my life has taught me to eat and eat as much as I can before he eats everything and I starve." Santana laughed at her statement.

Rachel raised her eyebrows suggestively at her girlfriend. "Well I have something you can eat. Dessert?" Rachel bit her lip seductively before crawling over her girlfriend straddling her hips.

"Rach, I told you I'm not having sex in your parents' house."

"But Saaaaannnn, they don't care." Rachel pouted crossing her arms across her chest. "Please baby." Rachel asked leaning down to trail kisses down Santana's neck before wrapping her lips around her earlobe sucking gently and rubbing her hands up and down her stomach, raking her fingernails along the Latina's sides making her shudder in response.

Santana felt heat grow between her legs as she felt Rachel's lips on her ear and her fingers inching their way up under her bra. "Rachel stop. I said no." She stated pulling her hands from under her shirt before she got started and Santana knew she wouldn't have the power to stop.

"FINE." Rachel huffed crawling off her girlfriend. "I'm going to get you to have sex with me sometime during this trip… in this house."

"I doubt it." Santana chuckled before taking off her shirt and jeans and putting on her pajamas.

"I'm going to take a shower." Rachel rolled her eyes at Santana getting undressed. "A cold one…" She grumbled under her breath before walking into her ensuite bathroom to start her night time routine.

…..

Santana nearly jumped out of her skin as she stepped out of the shower getting ready for Mercedes and Sam's engagement party. "Jesus Rachel, I almost pissed everywhere." Santana clutched her chest to calm her heart as she wrapped a towel around her body and brushed her wet hair out of her face.

Rachel gulped as she watched the water droplets fall from her girlfriend's wet hair and fall down her cleavage. To say she had a one track mind lately was an understatement; Santana had blatantly refused every advance Rachel could give for sex for the last three days they were in Lima. And Rachel was pissed, even her fathers could see the difference in her attitude as she stomped throughout the house, slamming doors and cabinets and grumbling responses when anyone tried to talk to her.

"I-I'm sorry Santana." Rachel stammered once she realized she was just staring openly at her girlfriend's body.

"I know you wants up on this Rae. But I told you no, and you're making me uncomfortable by ogling my goodies babe." Santana smirked as she plugged in the hair dryer and towel drying her hair. If you would have told Santana seven years ago that she would be saying no to sex, especially from her super-hot girlfriend… she would have hysterically laughed in your face.

"I don't understand why you won't even have a quickie with me." Rachel sighed, the throbbing between her legs almost painful as her eyes wondered up and down Santana's body. She clenched her thighs together to at least attempt to relieve the throbbing and cause some much needed friction. "And I believe that it is completely unfair that you're parading around half naked knowing that I can't indulge in the magic that is under that towel." She huffed.

Santana raised her eyebrow inquisitively. "Magic? Really Rachel?" She laughed at her girlfriend's obvious sexual frustration induced delirium. If this is how Rachel gets after a few days of not having sex, then what's gonna happen when she has a show to do in New York or something.

"Santana, could you at least be respectful to me in the situation here. We go from engaging in intercourse on the regular basis to none at all." Rachel yelled over Santana starting the blow dryer and her turning the shower on and stepping in.

"Rachel, why do you insist on talking in paragraphs and using SAT words all the time? Why can't you just say we used to have sex and now we don't?"

"Because my rather extensive vocabulary will go to waste, I didn't memorize three words from the dictionary every day for no reason."

"And your reasoning for that was?" Santana chuckled at the fact that out of all the girls she had to date, she had to find the high maintenance over achiever. She just shrugged shoulders and plugged in the flat iron and curling iron.

"Stop trying to change the subject Santana." Rachel whined as she stepped out the shower and grabbed her towel before walking over to the sink to brush her teeth.

"There is no subject to change Rachel, no sex in your parents' house. I told you."

Rachel let out a rather obnoxious sound that sounded like a mix between a huff and a grumble as she reached out for the blow dryer to start her hair as Santana finished straightening her hair. "Just so you know, whenever you DO decide to want to have sex again. You're cut off for like two weeks."

Santana snorted, almost burning her finger in the process. "Please, you're practically dry humping the air around me for some friction after three days. You would burst into flames if you had to go two weeks." Santana raised her eyebrow and gave her trademark smirk before she continued with her hair.

"I could slap that smirk off your face Santana Lopez." Rachel stated before she heard her phone ring from her bedroom.

Pulling her phone off the charger next to Santana's she looked at the caller ID before answering. "Merce, what are you doing calling me? You should be getting ready. You know preparation is vital for every occasion including parties. And to be honest you know how you are when you wait till the last minute, and furthermore-"

"Yeah Rach, preparedness whatever whatever. I was actually calling to prepare you."

"Prepare me for what?" Rachel looked inquisitively at her phone while she ran her hands through her hair making sure that it was completely dry so she could straighten it.

"I didn't know Sam was going to, I could knock him back into high school again for this."

"What did Sam do Merce? I really should be finishing my hair. You know it takes forever."

"Sam invited Finn to the party." Mercedes rushed out and wincing in preparation for whatever may come at the other end of the line.

Rachel stood stock still in her place before dropping her phone to the floor with a loud thud, her face slowly draining in color as she felt the room starting to spin and time stop completely.

"Rae babe, what was that noise?" Santana stepped out of the bathroom to see her girlfriend pale as a ghost staring into space. Reaching down to the floor where she heard Mercedes frantically calling Rachel's name on the other end of the line. "Babe what's wrong?" Santana reached out to caress the side of Rachel's face looking concerned.

Feeling Santana's skin come in contact with hers, everything seemed to rush back to Rachel in a flash as she took a deep breathe she didn't even know she was holding. Her eyes bulging she grabbed the phone from Santana and screamed into the receiver. "WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN HE'S COMING?"

Santana's eyes bulged as she saw her girlfriend apparently rip a new one into Mercedes over something she still was unaware of until she picked up on Rachel mid rant when she heard the name Finn.

"So given our romantic history and the fact that I'm your Maid of Honor, he didn't seem to think it was necessary or even appropriate to invite him and let NEITHER of us know?" Rachel was seething. After all the years of not seeing Finn she got past her hurt over the situation and focused on the one emotion that was still prevalent in the situation…rage. She was pissed at Finn, for the way he reacted, for the way he shunned her and the way he treated her afterwards. "Mercedes, your fiancée is COMPLETELY on my shit list as of right now." Rachel shook as she stomped her feet to the floor and balled her hands into fists at her sides before she looked over to her girlfriend. Completely forgetting that she was in the room as well, her anger dissipated she saw a look on the Latina she has never seen before. The normally beautiful brown eyes that she often found herself captivated by was replaced by dark orbs that seemed to have fire lit beneath them, her body stoic and her chest huffed out as she took deep ragged breaths, her body trembling as racks of rage seemed to flow through her like venom. She has never seen her girlfriend look so dark or so angry before. "Mercy, let me call you back." Rachel didn't even wait for an answer before she hung up and looked to her girlfriend. "Santana baby?" Rachel cautiously approached her reaching out timidly to calm her down, she was slightly terrified at the sight before her.

"WHO is coming tonight?" Santana ground out through her teeth, growling as she felt anger she hasn't felt in years overtake her.

"Baby, it's really not that big of a deal. You know I have a tendency to overreact. I'm a drama queen, that's what we do." Rachel tried to downplay the situation, almost terrified to take another step towards the raging Latina. She didn't know how to handle the situation. The Latina seemed almost unpredictable. Quinn had prepared her for almost every scenario regarding Santana and her emotions, except this… her anger. Even though, as terrified as she was there was still a part of her that thought the Latina and her primal instinct to protect was about one of the sexiest things she's ever witnessed. The way her chest huffed out and her body squared off in preparation to protect what was hers had Rachel almost dripping. Until she heard the Latina snarl in the most venom laced voice she probably has ever heard.

"Do NOT downplay this Rachel. Now before I completely loose it, I'm going to ask you again. . .TONIGHT?"

Rachel gulped in fear as well as clenching her thighs together to calm herself. "Finn.." Rachel whispered, truly trying not to set her girlfriend off any more than she already was.

Santana rolled her neck as she closed her eyes, attempting to control her breathing. Concentrating on taking deep breaths, she started to pop angrily at her prevention bracelet. "Finn, as in Finn Hudson? Your ex before you came out, Finn Hudson?" Santana glared at Rachel through dark eyes as she continued to pop at her bracelet. Rachel felt herself nod to affirm Santana's question. She was terrified again, yep that was certain.

"I'll fucking kill him." Santana snarled as Rachel attempted to calm her down. Rachel looked on wide eyed as Santana growled lowly, teeth almost bared like a protective pit bull.

"Baby, calm down. There's nothing left there between us. And baby stop popping your bracelet. You're gonna hurt yourself." Rachel placed her hand on Santana's wrist and she instantly felt the taller Latina relax.

Santana was still fuming, but the minute Rachel's skin made contact with hers, her body immediately released all the tension she was holding. "Rachel, I'm making it my mission to punch him square in the face. I've wanted to ever since you told me about when you came out to him." Santana snapped, but she instantly softened her tone when she locked eyes with Rachel's and saw the fear in her eyes. "And the whole point of my bracelet is to distract me from the urge to cut."

Rachel's eyes widened at the last statement. "I thought you only cut when you were upset. Did I make you wanna cut?" Her eyes instantly filling with tears, she didn't wanna cause any more stress and pain in Santana's life. She had already enough to deal with emotionally.

Santana saw the panic skim across Rachel's eyes. She instantly cooled and wrapped Rachel in her arms and pressed a kiss to Rachel's hair. She didn't want her little diva fretting over any and everything bad that may happen in her life because she was worried about Santana relapsing. "Baby doesn't worry about me. I don't want you thinking you can't tell me anything because you're scared of me relapsing. I've been cut free for almost three and a half years. I wear this bracelet all the time for a reason. I only get the urge when I'm upset or I feel out of control of something." She gently brushed Rachel's hair with her fingers and placed her finger under her chin. Her heart broke at the look on Rachel's face. "I'll be fine, don't worry about me." She kissed Rachel softly on the lips.

"I haven't heard from Finn in forever. We completely lost contact after I broke it off with him." Rachel whispered, her face buried in Santana's chest. She felt so safe in Santana's arms. "I have you now. And it's all I ever wanted. So if you say your fine than, I'm fine. I won't worry baby."

"Good." Santana released Rachel and walked over to Rachel's closet to get her dress for the night. "Now I would worry about Finn… cause I'm still going to punch him in the face."

Rachel laughed softly at her girlfriend's behavior. "Goodness Santana, can you at least wait until after the party if you're going to do that. And preferably when I'm not around, you know I hate violence."

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Next chapter includes the Samcedes Engagement Party and the maybe the confrontation of Finn and Santana :D