Disclaimer: Nothing about Glee is mine. I am not making any sort of profit from this.
Author's note: Yes, I know, this chapter also took a long time to get out. However, as you (hopefully) all noticed, there was an election recently. I got caught up in it and the gay rights issues that were on the ballot in a few states, including my own state of Minnesota. However, I'm back to writing. During that time, I was jotting down notes for ideas for this chapter and future ones, and I'm excited about where this is going. Again, reviews are my lifeblood! So please review, and I'll try to update faster in the future.
Final note: Song lyrics are not in quotes; they are just spaced apart. Santana singing is regular type, Rachel singing is italicized, and the two of them singing together is bold.
Chapter 14: "Extremely Satisfied"
Rachel didn't release Santana's hand until they were back inside her house and the door was closed safely behind them. When she did let go, all five of the others could see that her hands were shaking, and that she looked like she was about to pass out from stress.
"Hey, Rach, why don't we hang out in the living room for a little while, okay?" Santana asked.
Rachel looked up. When everyone else seemed to agree including Sebastian, Rachel nodded, and Santana led her into the other room.
They all made themselves comfortable. Blaine and Kurt sat on the loveseat next to one another, Santana took the large armchair and pulled Rachel down onto her lap – making the smaller girl squeak and everyone else laugh, and Dave and Sebastian took the couch – each of them sitting farther apart from the other than they probably needed to. It was kind of adorable how awkward they were around one another, especially now that Sebastian had come to Dave's defense.
Kurt finally spoke up, "Rachel, are you okay?"
Rachel sighed, "I'm fine, Kurt." At his skeptical look, she reassured him and everyone else – including her girlfriend whose arms had tightened around her.
"Really. Part of me just wishes that the Finn I used to know hadn't completely disappeared."
"I don't know, hermosa. I don't want to be mean here…"
Dave scoffed, Sebastian smirked a little, and Blaine smiled.
"But I think at least part of the 'Finn you used to know' was seen through rose-tinted glasses. I mean, I was a complete bitch to Finn. So he's never had a reason to be nice to me. But even when I was watching him interact with others, he's never had the best track record."
"Rachel, you know I hate to agree with Santana on things…"
This time Santana glared at Kurt and Sebastian laughed out loud.
"But she's got a little bit of a point. Don't misunderstand me. Finn has been very good to me especially as a brother. However, he's also thrown around words like 'fag' when he gets angry, and we all know he's prone to kicking chairs. I just think that he's never really had a reason to control his anger."
Santana continued.
"I'm not saying I'm a perfect example of anger control, Rach, but I've been working on it. I've also never gotten angry or hateful with my language with friends or family. That does not seem to be something Finn's ever learned. What I'm trying to say – in embarrassingly long and well-thought out sentences in front of other people – is that you shouldn't take it too personally when Finn gets like this. It's not anything you've done right now. It's that he's been like this for a while. He probably needs to see someone about it soon, or he's not going to be able to function normally in the real world."
At everyone's serious faces including Rachel's, Santana followed that up with, "Or I'ma kick his ass in the next time he yells at you. Then it really won't be a problem. But we'll have tried another method first and that's anger management. See? Growth." She smirked, and everyone burst out laughing.
Rachel looked over to the couch and asked, "So, Sebastian, are you staying the night?"
He looked around at everyone's expectant (and in Dave's case, nervous) faces, "Yes, I guess so. I had a couple of drinks, and I was going to catch a ride with the friend I came with. But once I punched that guy, I think my friend left."
"All right, well, Kurt and Blaine are in the guest room/my brother's old room down the hall, Rachel and I are upstairs in my room, and you or Dave can take my parents' bed upstairs, and the other can take the couch down here. Good, now that that is decided, I'm tired and horny, and I'm taking my woman to bed." With that said, Santana stood up and hoisted Rachel up from her arms and swung her over her shoulder and headed toward the stairs.
"Santana! Santana! Put me down!"
Santana refused to be swayed by Rachel's protests, and her voice drifted upstairs as the shorter girl was carted upstairs by her girlfriend. Blaine, Kurt, and Dave were in hysterics, and Sebastian simply felt in shock.
"Do they always act like this?"
"Well, Santana is being actively silly to distract Rachel from her sadness over Finn. But, yes, this is pretty much how they normally act. If you get past the whole gross lesbian sex thing, they're pretty damn cute together," Dave replied.
"Yes, well, I think we're going to follow their lead and head to bed. Are you two okay in finding where you're going to sleep?" Blaine asked.
"Yeah, we should be good. Night, guys. Thanks for inviting me out. It was a pretty good night overall."
"Yes, Dave, it wouldn't be a party without a naked Puck, a yelling Finn, and a fistfight," Kurt said, being snarky.
"Don't forget the dancing, Kurt! There was drinking and dancing!" Dave laughed.
"Right, of course! How could I forget? Good night, you two."
After Kurt and Blaine went into their room, Dave and Sebastian stood around awkwardly for a few minutes.
"Well, you should take the bed upstairs since I was already planning on taking the couch. I was prepared for it," Dave offered.
"But I wasn't even going to be here originally, you should take it. It will be more comfortable for you."
"Sebastian…"
"Please, Dave."
It was the first time they had both really said each other's names while they were alone together. In the silence, they took the moment in. It felt precious and special like they should remember it.
Dave cleared his throat, "Ok…Okay…I'll take the bed upstairs. Thanks."
Sebastian nodded. As Dave turned and fled upstairs, they both felt like the conversation was unfinished, but neither one knew if they had the confidence to fix that right now. Sebastian sighed and laid down on the couch. He tried to fall asleep and not think about Dave.
Santana tossed Rachel onto the bed and closed the door. She forcefully locked it behind her. However, just as she was about to turn around, she found herself pressed tightly against the door.
"Rachel, what are you doing?"
"In all the teasing tonight and the last couple of days, what makes you think that you're the only one of us who's so horny that they can barely breathe?"
Santana gasped and moaned loudly as she felt Rachel grind into her ass. It made her press her own pelvis hard into the door. Santana tried to reach around, but Rachel pinned her hands against the door as well and continued to grind into her ass as she whispered into the tall girl's ear.
"Do you have any idea what it does to me just having you in my life every day? Seeing you? Hearing your voice? Smelling you? God, your scent is so fucking intoxicating, Tana. Then tonight, dancing with you? Fuck, if I could've taken you on that dance floor, I would've. I was so entranced by you that I almost forgot we were going to fuck with Puck's head. Having you on his bed? If I didn't know he would enjoy it so much, I would've fucked you until you drenched his sheets in your come."
That really made Santana moan, and she tried to thrust backwards. She tried to get Rachel to do something – anything more than what she was doing with her pelvis and ass. Fuck, she was driving her crazy!
"You know what I enjoy most about the outfit you chose to wear tonight, baby?"
At this point, Santana could barely think. All she could get out was, "Hmm?"
"Well, it shows off your legs fabulously. It makes dancing with you really easy, and it makes doing things like this very easy."
With no other warning, Rachel spread Santana's legs, moved her thong aside, and thrust three fingers inside Santana from behind. Santana let out a half moan/scream and arched her back away from the wall as far as she could, but Rachel's body held her there.
"Fuck, Rachel, muy bueno!"
"Mmm, I know it's good, baby. I can feel you gripping around my fingers. Now, I want you to brace yourself against the door with your hands and stick your ass out a little. Do you want to know why?"
Santana moaned as she adjusted to Rachel's request and felt her girlfriend's fingers moving inside of her, her thong being slid down her legs, and her short black dress being lifted up over her ass.
"Why?"
Rachel lifted her unoccupied hand and turned Santana's head so that she was looking back into her eyes for a minute.
"Because when Finn asked if I felt cheap when you took my cherry, I wanted to tell him, 'No, I feel fucking amazing when I have sex with you. Tonight, I'm going to go home and fuck my girlfriend's brains out. I'm gonna make her scream so loud that you'll hear it from every corner of Lima, and I'll love every fucking minute of it.' So, Santana, I'm going to fuck you so hard you're going to see stars and come like you've never come before. That's why."
Then Rachel leaned in, kissed Santana deeply, and bit her lower lip until the taller girl moaned. Then she pulled back and warned, "Brace yourself, baby."
Santana nodded. She had just enough time to turn her head back around and rebrace her hands against the door as Rachel wrapped her free arm around her waist and pulled her inside hand almost all of the way out. Then she started to fuck her.
Santana had had sex before. She'd had sex with Brittany and Puck and (ugh) even Finn. She'd made love with Rachel, and they'd had sex together before this. But until now she'd never really been fucked. The way Rachel was thrusting into her – harder and harder, rubbing along her g-spot, making her moan and scream almost every time – was making her feel so thoroughly taken that she could barely express the feeling. Hands down, it was the hottest, most passionate feeling Santana had ever experienced, but she'd never have been able to feel this way with anyone else. This kind of loss of control? She could only let something like this happen with Rachel, the love of her life.
"Tana, baby, you with me?"
"God, yes, just…so good. Strong. Feels amazing, baby. Fuck."
Rachel chuckled. She was breathing heavily. Every thrust was making the back of her hand hit her clit inside her jeans. It was slowly driving Rachel insane, and the noises Santana was making weren't helping either.
"Do you want to come, baby?"
"Ye…yes…mmmm…"
"Can you feel my fingers, Tana? Can you feel them rubbing across your g-spot? Can you feel me along your back? Can you feel me around you? Inside you? I'm everywhere, querida. I'm all over you and throughout you. You've never been more thoroughly filled, have you?"
"N…no."
"All you have to do to come is will it. I'm right here with you, Santana. I'm not going anywhere. I'm with you every step of the way. I won't let you go. You can come, Santana. I'm fucking you against this door in nothing but your little black dress. You're my girl, and I'm fucking you senseless. You come."
"I…I'm almost there…"
"Come, Santana. Fucking come all over my hand. You're so goddamn wet. You're dripping onto the floor with how wet you are and how hard I'm fucking you, how I'm taking you. This is what Puck would love to see and can't. No one but the two of us gets to see this, Santana. Come for me. Fucking come for me. Now."
With that last word out of Rachel's mouth and with the support of Rachel's arm and her fingers moving furiously against the Latina's g-spot, Santana came so hard that she definitely drenched Rachel's hand and the floor. Her entire back arched and her arms came off the door and wrapped backwards and around her girlfriend's neck as her entire body shook with her orgasm. It was so intense that her scream of ecstasy was silent.
At the same time, Rachel's hand had been jarred hard into her own pelvis. The excitement of the night and her own words to Santana – as well as watching her orgasm – shattered Rachel's own control. As Santana was coming down, she realized that Rachel was starting to collapse from the shaking of her own body. Both girls slid to the floor as Santana slid behind Rachel. The taller girl held the shorter one as she came down from her own orgasm, which was surprisingly strong for being caused by nothing more than the back of her own hand and the sensations around her. Neither girl could really complain about that.
When both girls were aware enough, Santana looked into Rachel's eyes and whispered, "Hi."
Rachel smiled, "Hello."
After sitting on the floor for a few more minutes, Rachel took Santana's hand. They stood up, stripped down, and climbed into bed. They drifted off with Rachel safely cocooned in Santana's big spoon.
Sebastian sat up and lifted his pillow, ready to throw it at the noises he could hear in the dark. He thought the noise it might one of the other couples, but he didn't want to risk it. What if it was an intruder?
"Who's there?" He whisper-shouted.
"Ahh! Jesus, you scared me, Sebastian!"
"Sorry, Dave, I thought you might be a burglar or something."
"No, sadly, I just really can't sleep upstairs. Do you mind I sleep down here on some blankets on the floor?"
"Why can't you sleep upstairs?"
"Oh, I'm sure you'll be able to tell in a minute."
"What do you—"
"Fuck!"
This was followed by a lot of moans that were definitely getting louder as time went on.
Sebastian blushed to the tips of his ears and cleared his throat, "Ah, ahem. I can see why that might be an issue."
"Trust me, it is much worse upstairs. I can hope they'll be done soon, but it sounds like Rachel is giving Santana quite the workout. I thought that if I wanted to save our friendship I should come down here so I don't hear all the gory details."
"Okay, ick, I didn't need those details!"
"I know! Neither did I, frankly. However, I don't think either of them is thinking very clearly right now. Volume is clearly not something they're really concerned with that the moment."
"All right, well, settle down, and we can try to get some sleep. Hopefully they'll go to sleep soon."
After about ten minutes of trying to not to listen to the sex going on upstairs, Sebastian spoke up, "Dave, I'm really so sorry about my stupid comment at the gay bar the other day. I didn't mean it. I was being an ass to everyone because I was pissed off, and I shouldn't have taken it out on you."
Dave sat up and sat on the couch next to Sebastian. "It's really okay, Sebastian. I mean, it wasn't the only reason I tried to commit suicide. We should all think about what we say so that bullying doesn't lead to kids like me thinking there is no other way out. The kids at my school were the real reason. You are learning from your mistakes, and I have the chance to do that too now. That's what's important."
Sebastian smiled and reached over taking Dave's hand in his. They glanced up and looked into one another's eyes. The moment seemed to slow down once more, and they both leaned in towards each other. As their lips brushed, each teen had a similar thought: this is a perfect moment.
That perfect moment lasted for all of ten seconds. Then the kiss was interrupted as another sound joined the ones that could be heard from upstairs.
"Oh, Blaine. Yes!"
Both boys pulled back quickly from their first kiss, looked toward the guest room, glanced upstairs where the moans could still be heard, and then burst out laughing.
"Well, I guess it's nice to know our first kiss happened in a safe space," Dave said.
"Definitely, which is why I am going to take this opportunity to ask you out on our first date. David Karofsky, would you like to go out for coffee at the Lima Bean with me next Sunday? I know it's much more public, but I would really love to go with you and—"
Dave cut Sebastian off with another kiss, "That sounds perfect. Thank you. I would love to, Sebastian."
They smiled and decided to try to look through the DVD collection since it didn't look like they would be getting any sleep anytime soon with all the action going on in the house.
The following week at school, the jokes among their group of friends were endless. Dave could not stop teasing Santana, Rachel, Kurt, and Blaine for their level of noise after the party. While Rachel and the boys blushed profusely, Santana just laughed her ass off.
"Did it help you get any action with Other Warbler? Don't think I didn't see that you two were both sleeping in the living room the next morning, Davey-boy."
Dave blushed and mumbled something.
"What was that? I couldn't quite hear you?"
"Maybe it's because you screamed too loudly this weekend in bed? You should go get your hearing checked, Santana." Dave joked.
Rachel blushed even more furiously and tried to hide her head in her locker. Meanwhile, Santana just shook her head, "I am not ashamed that my girlfriend knows how to get me off. Also, you aren't going to distract me from our convo, Dave. Did you and Sebastian get it on?"
"We kissed. We're also going out to the Lima Bean for our first date this coming weekend. There, satisfied?"
Kurt, Blaine, and Rachel squealed. While the boys started thinking of outfits Dave could wear for the date, Rachel closed her locker and answered his question for Santana, "And yes, she is extremely satisfied. Didn't you hear her the other night? I think you might need to get your hearing checked, David."
Santana burst out laughing as her girlfriend grabbed her hand. They walked down the hall following Kurt and Blaine who were already giving Dave more advice than he might ever want or need on his first date plans.
They headed into Glee practice and Mr. Schue announced that they would be continuing the Whitney Houston theme that they had started on Monday. Brittany had performed I Wanna Dance with Somebody (Who Loves Me), and she had blown them all away with her performance. They all called for Mercedes to do her version of I Will Always Love You again. Now it was time for a surprise Santana had been working on.
"All right, guys, who wants to perform the next Whitney song?" Mr. Schue asked.
Santana stood up from her seat next to Rachel and her girlfriend looked really surprised.
"Okay, so I realize that everyone sort of just figures that Rachel comes into Glee and sings and has a great voice and it's just a given. I know I used to think that as well. Hell, my voice is amazing, and I used to think I didn't need to rehearse very much either. But the crazy thing is that when you start dating her, you realize how much time she actually spends rehearsing and going to classes outside of Glee for her voice and for dance and acting. I'm not gonna get more into that, 'cause I don't need to call you all idiots more than I already do or look even more like a marshmallow. Here's my point: Rach and I have been having fun rehearsing for our auditions – her's for NYADA, mine for Julliard – by singing this Whitney Houston song recently, and I decided we're going to perform it for you guys today."
"What? Santana, I'm not prepared to—"
"Who are you kidding, Rachel? Get your hot ass up here and perform this damn duet with me before I look like a complete idiot."
"San, I'm not going to do it. I haven't had time to properly choreograph and—"
I don't know why I like it, ha
I just do
Santana could see Rachel trying to resist the lure of the song and Santana's moving hips, but it was definitely a battle she was losing.
Ooh, ooh. Hee
I've been hearing your heartbeat inside of me
I keep your photograph beside my bed
Livin' in a world of fantasies
I can't get you out of my head
This is the point where Rachel had to jump in physically and vocally to make sure that she didn't miss her cue, which is what Santana was counting on. Her girl was wonderfully predictable when it came to music.
I've been waiting for the phone to ring all night
Why you wanna make me feel so good?
I've got a love of my own, baby
I shouldn't get so hung up on you
I remember the way that we touched
I wish I didn't like it so much, Oh
I get so emotional, baby
Every time I think of you
I get so emotional, baby
Ain't it shocking what love can do?
God, they sounded amazing together. Santana really wished that they'd sung together more often before this year – before they dated. Maybe they would have realized how amazing their chemistry was sooner if they had? Whatever, it was all worth it to sing with one another, to do the thing she loved, to dance with the girl that she loved, and to see the joy across Rachel's face as she poured all of herself into her voice.
Ain't it shocking what love can do?
Ain't it shocking what love can do? Hee
I gotta watch you walk in the room, baby
I gotta watch you walk out, mm-hmm
I like the animal way that you move
And when you talk, I just watch your mouth
Oh, I remember the way that we touched
I wish I didn't like it so much
(No, no, no)
I get so emotional, baby
Every time I think of you
I get so emotional, baby
Ain't it shocking what love can do?
I get so emotional….
Oh baby
Oh, oh yea!
Once the song was over, the entire Glee club was on their feet cheering. Santana picked Rachel up and swung her around until the world was spinning.
Rachel laughed and pulled Santana in for a kiss that had Mr. Schue telling them to "Break it up!" within a couple of seconds. The kiss also had a number of boys in the room shifting in their seats and trying not to stare too much. The two girls proceeded to stare into one another's eyes as Mr. Schue called an end to Glee rehearsal for the day and the other students started to file out.
"What's gotten into you, Tana? You're not usually this…"
"Openly sentimental and sappy?"
"Yes, I guess."
"Well, I guess I just realized that I was afraid of this town for so long, and now I don't need to be. I've got you and our friends, and we have our families. We have bright futures ahead of us, and we can face anything that comes our way. So what's there to be afraid of anymore? I want to embrace life, not shrink away from it."
Rachel flashed Santana her biggest "show-stopping" smile as they linked hands and walked out of the choir room and down the hall heading towards the parking lot. As Santana unlocked her car door for her girlfriend, Rachel leaned up, wrapped her arms around Santana's neck, and kissed her long and deep until they were both out of breath.
"I love you, Santana Lopez, so much that my heart hurts sometimes."
Santana smiled in the way only reserved for her girl. As she opened the door and Rachel slid into the car, she said, "I love you too, preciosa."
Santana walked around the car and got in on the driver's side. However, neither girl noticed the football player from the party the other night – the one Sebastian had knocked out – standing on the far side of the lot, watching their car drive off.
Additional author's note: I know. I'm evil to end on a slightly more ominous note! However, unlike in the show, I wanted at least a little bit of lead-up to my version of the episode Choke, which is what my next chapter will be dealing with. It will be quite different from the show, but it will have some connections to the episode like the NYADA auditions.
Also, if you're wondering why I have been going into more detail about Santana and Rachel and Dave and Sebastian as opposed to Kurt and Blaine as a couple, it is mostly because Kurt and Blaine were already a great couple on the show and in my mind. Therefore, I felt for my story that there is more to delve into with the other two couples.
Nevetheless, especially with the NYADA auditions, Prom, and graduation, they'll get some more face time. So if you're worried about that, please don't be! As always, review please and sorry for the extended delay! I am excited/nervous about the next chapter, so I have a feeling it will be coming out much faster than these last two. Here's hoping and wish me luck!