Time jump in this chapter. also graphic sex scene. I tried my best, haven't written in a long time.

Chapter 21

Just a few months into their junior year and it was already hectic. Rachel was on the war path now that they were National champions and it was driving Santana crazy. If she had to sit through Kurt rehearsing his solo one more time, she was going to give the spot away to Finn. Teach her a lesson... She yawned, looking down at her phone. Brittany and Quinn had been surprisingly quite lately whenever Rachel forced her to attend all Co-captain rehearsals. Maybe they had suspected something. Santana looked at her phone once more before nudging the short girl besides her.

"Rach..How about we call it a night? I gots lots of homework to do, plus the new routines for coach Sue." Santana pleaded, trying her best to stay awake. She couldn't take this much longer. Rachel slowly turned to her, a dejected look on her face.

Well..." Rachel paused, taking in the tired look on her face. Maybe she had been pushing them a little bit. They were teenagers after all. "Okay Santana. We can call it a night. "She squeezed her girlfriends leg before collecting her things up. She held a hand out for Santana.

"Let's get you home sleepy."

Santana had the sensation that she was floating... Or as if she slept upon a cloud. It was a familiar feeling, nice, warm... yet foreboding. Her eyes snapped open and she quickly realized why she knew this place. It was that damn, fucking field again and god how she just wanted normal sleep.

"Runic!" She gave with a start as piercing bright eyes stared her down. "Could you not be up in my face like that? Seriously.. What the hell?" Her face scowled as she lifted herself from the ground. "What is it now?" With hands on her hips, she fully faced him now and was ready to square up.

He just simply smiled, took her hand and lead them towards the gates she had wished to see no more. Always looming in the distance, reminding her that she wasn't like everyone else anymore. She had a second chance. Another opportunity to make things right and finally help others. Is that what Runic was trying to say with his silence? To remind her that there was still a job to be done? Would things actually be different if she completed her tasks?

"I remember when I was first chosen." Runic finally spoke out, his voice deeper than Santana had remembered. "I was a farmer, a long time ago and there was a war upon our land. I believe I was a teenager at the time and my father had been taken to fight in the war." He blinked slowly, running a bony finger along his chin. "It had fallen to me to watch the family now. My mother, whom had been sick from the previous winter and bed ridden. My little sister.. Such a sweet girl. " Santana could feel a cold chill emitting from him.

He turned to her, his eyes boring into hers. "It was late one summer night when the fires started. The advancing army had found our village and starting torching it. I had been over the hill collecting wood when I heard the screaming." She could see the blaze in his eyes. "I ran... I ran as fast as I could to get back to my mother and sister. But it was too late." He paused to glance at the sky.

"They had gathered everyone up in the market. Hands tied and on their knees, crying...praying. All I could do was watch as the leader of this army ordered his men to execute them. I watched them...One by one... kill these people I had once called friends and family. " Santana just stared on, this was just too unbelievable. None deserved that. "Eventually they found me as well... The last person of this tiny village and they looked upon me as if I was a prize. A finale victim to please their blood lust."

Runic sighed deeply, shoving his ghostly hands into his pockets. "They dragged me behind their horses Santana... Then left me in a river to die. As if I was a piece of trash."

"They are...Those people are trash." Santana whispered, wondering when exactly she had started crying. "I just cant even imagine what it would be like to go thru all of that." She wiped her face before cracking a smile "Jesus Runic I don't even know what to do with that story." She just stared upon his blank face.

Santana had always wondered how Runic had come to be and now that she did.. She wished that nothing horrible would ever happen again. Which unfortunately, would not be the case. Life was a cruel, hateful bitch and had the power to bring down misery on anyone it chose. Santana was one of the people, Runic was one of those people...Rachel..Brittany.. Quinn. Everyone she could think of had something horrible happen to them in their life. What a mess. A terrible fucking mess.

"People are savage Santana. I just wanted to remind you of that. Did I deserve what happened to me?" He blinked. "No, but that is the harsh reality. People are unforgiving sometimes." Runic reached out a hand to her, fixing up her Pj's. "I am sorry to have pulled you from your slumber to bear witness to my story but.." He paused, looking her over. "I feel something has changed in your world." His tone became serious. "Be careful Santana.. Don't let anyone burn your village."

With that he gently pushed on Santana's shoulders, watching her disappear before him.

Santana had never been this tired in her life. Everything she did just drained her to the bone and it was starting to have an impact on her relationships with people. Just this morning she had yelled at her own reflection for jumping out at her while passing a window. Serious help was needed and fast. Maybe Berry could relieve some searched the halls for her tiny girlfriend, hoping to catch her off guard and drag her away.

"Santana?" The brunette kept walking, her brain on auto. "Hey..Lopez!" Quinn tired again, briskly following the other woman. "Santanaaaa..." She tried once more, adding a little sing song to her voice. This woman just kept going, a total zombie with a hunger for sweet girlfriend. It was time for drastic measures and Quinn best prepare for what was coming next. She grabbed Santana's arm and forced her to a full stop. The taller girl staggered.

"Quinn... Would you kindly let me go before I end you." She didn't even turn around and knew it was her. She was honestly to spooked to speak and released her friend. "What do you need cuz right now I need my girl to relax." Santana said to her in a piercing tone. It had been a very long day and she was ready for it all to end in bed with another woman. Quinn could sense that.

"That's uh.. Why I am here. Rachel sent me." She straightened her dress, relieved that no punches were thrown for unwanted touching."She's waiting outside for you, was worried because you seem a little tir..." The blonde trailed off when she noticed a thinning of lips. "Ill see you tomorrow San." She finished quickly, turning on her heel and making a quick getaway. Best to avoid the beast while it hungers.

Watching her blonde friend retreat, Santana made a beeline for the doors and spotted her woman. Her tiny, luscious little package, all wrapped up and waiting by her car. It was like Christmas everyday being with Rachel. Sure you had to deal with annoying family members and ugly sweaters, but dinner was always delicious and unwrapping presents the best.

"There you are shorty." She flashed Rachel a tired smile, unlocking the door for her. The smaller girl would never admit it out loud, but she both hated and loved when Santana was dead tired. She would be such a sweetheart when it was just the two of them, but bring other people around and Santana was down right mean. More than usual.

"Your shorty is in fact here." Rachel replied, taking her seat." And its my house this weekend so I can take care of you." She reached her hand over to lightly touch Santana's arm. It was a small gesture, but one that always brought calm to them both.

"Perfect. You are just what I need."

Rachel was beyond nervous as she sat semi exposed in front of her girlfriend. She had made herself a promise a few weeks ago that she was going to work towards their relationship and really wanted to treat Santana to something special. But the way her girlfriend was currently looking at her, she was exposed.. Extremely.

Her small breast were heaving up and down, barely contained by the bright red bra she had bought just for this occasion. It was a mesmerizing sight how the low light reflected off of her chest, making Santana's heart pound with each breath. She admired the way Rachel was struggling to keep herself composed as she expressed herself in new ways.

"Rach..."She sighed, scooting closer to the girl. "You are.. beautiful." The taller girl whispered, taking in every inch of her partner. "And I am so tired.." Santana mumbled. "Tired of school." She kissed her shoulder. "Tired of cheer-leading." Caressed her side. "Just plain tired. But I'll never... ever..." She pulled their lips together softly. "Be tired of loving you."

Rachel felt the lump in her throat swell. She had never adored anything more in her life and wanted this moment to last forever. She knew she loved Santana, somewhere in the back of her mind, loved her, but she never felt IN love.. Not until this moment. She would do anything for this woman.

"I love you Santana."Rachel whispered, locking their eyes together. "I love you and I'm ready." She nodded, her eyes watering with emotion. She could feel the blood surging through her lovers body when she spoke. Santana smiled wide. She was being blessed. Treated for her good deeds.

"I love you too Rachel." She spoke, bringing her hands up and kissing them lightly. "Tell me to stop whenever..okay?" She asked, trying to convay everything with her eyes. The smaller girl laughed softly and nodded. She wasn't going to say stop and they both knew it.

Drawing a short breath, Santana set to taking Rachel's hands and putting them on the bottom of her shirt. Encouraging her to take the next step, Rachel removed the garment and took in the dark blue lace that covered Santana's caramel breasts. They were much bigger than her own and she had absolutly no clue what to do with them.

Santana could sense this.

"Just relax and I'll help you." Santana breathed in her ear, reaching behind her to undo her bra. As the cloth fell, Santana shivered as she watched her lovers nipples grow hard. They were small, round and a lovely shade of pink that just begged to be turned bright red. Reaching a hand up, she took Rachel's right breast in her hand and softly flicked her thumb around her hard nipple. The feeling was incredible as heat rushed to every inch of her body when the other girl released her first moan of the night.

It called to her, begged her for more. They both needed more, a change to get to know each other personally. Santana flicked her nipple again, this time catching her next moan in her mouth. The kiss was sweet and passionate. But yet sloppy and still learning. A true representation of Rachel. Running her tongue along the other girls bottom lip, Rachel opened her mouth, allowing Santana inside.

Slowly she guided Rachel into a heated tongue battle, letting the girl take control more and more. Her hands making their way behind her own back so she could feel their bare chests together. Dropping her bra on the floor, Santana quickly moved her hands back to Rachel's body. Her next goal was the underwear. Giving her a sweet, short kiss, she urged her girlfriend to lay on her back. Laying out a string of kisses along her body, Santana hooked her fingers under her bands and pulled, reveling the most beautiful sight she had ever seen.

The woman she loved, completely exposed before her.

Removing her own underwear, She laid down next to Rachel, pulling their bodies flush together. White and caramel skin mixed together as they fought to touch every inch of each other. Wondering hands making their way from perky nipples, down to gripping ass cheeks. Lips mashed together in a desperate need for attention. Both girls easily working their way up to coming completely undone in a matter of minutes. Taking a deep breath, Santana pulled back a tiny bit to look Rachel in the eyes.

"You ready shorty?" She whispered, kissing the tip of her nose. Rachel smiled lovingly, closing her eyes bashfully.

"Yes." Was her reply, followed by a gasp as she felt Santana slip two fingers inside of her.

She closed her eyes instantly, allowing her body to adjust to this new feeling. Slowly Santana pumped her fingers in and out of her lover, letting the muscles relax over her hand. She felt bliss as she worked her girlfriend up, kissing the side of her face tenderly. Feeling Rachel tremble under her touch when rotated her hand a bit to get a better angle. She wanted her to remember this night not just as fucking, but as making love. Making a bond between two people.

With her breathing becoming harder, Santana focused her mouth to one of Rachel's nipples, pumping her hand faster and struggling to keep her from arching off the bed. Her skin tasted sweet in her mouth as she flicked her tongue over her hard nipple, exciting another throaty moan from her lover. She could feel her own wetness starting to grow as she fought to bring Rachel to her climax. Switching to her other nipple, Santana worked her fingers faster inside the girl, this time rubbing her thumb against Rachel's clit with each stroke. Smiling with satisfaction when her breath catched and she found very sharp nails in her back.

Rachel dug her nails into Santana's back, pulling the girl down on top of her to muffle the moans of her orgasm. Wave after wave of heat released from her and Santana felt herself rise even more as her lover gushed over her fingers. Never had she ever made another woman do that. And was so in love with Rachel for letting her have that.

Holding her tightly, Santana waited for her to stop panting before carefully pulling her hand away and embracing Rachel fully. The two laid there in silence, letting their emotions settle before moving on. Rachel had never felt more alive and wanted Santana to feel the same. She faced her girlfriend with a huge grin.

"Teach me to do that to you."