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Santana's POV:

"Your heart is beating really fast." Rachel told me as she stood on her tip-toes and kissed my forehead. I grabbed onto her hand and we started walking towards her car.

"Yeah I mean I was working pretty hard out there. Part of it was to show off for you, so I guess my premature cardiac arrest is because of you." I told her as I unlocked my car door. Rachel quickly got into the passenger's side seat while I put my stuff in my trunk. "Are we going back to your house or mine? Because my math stuff is at my house still." I closed my truck and walked over and got into the driver's side seat.

"If you think I'm actually going to do any homework you're crazy, we have a free band during the third period in the morning. No homework, promise?" I liked the sound of that. Relaxing with Rachel was always perfect.

"Promise." I replied.

"So…when's that appointment?" Rachel asked as I started pulling out of my parking spot. I tried not to crack a smile. That was sort of an odd question. She was basically asking me if I was fertile or not, what the hell was I supposed to say?

"It got moved back a few days, but it's soon, um…why?" I asked her shyly.

"Because I don't want you to have to use a condom." I blushed and told myself to just keep looking at the road. Thinking about sex with Rachel was not helping me focus on the road. Maybe I should just pull over.

Then she put her hand on my upper thigh, and I nearly went into the other lane. "Rachel! Stop, seriously."

"What?" I'm not doing anything." She said moving her hand against the bulge in my pants. I placed my hand over hers but didn't move it completely. "We have a ten minute drive, come on." I moved my hand and let her unzip my pants. She pulled me out of my underwear.

"Okay, wait!" I told her. "If we get in a crash and die and they find our bodies with your hand on my…um…well if that happens then I'll never forgive you." I warned her.

"Who said I'm using my hand." I opened my mouth to say what but her warm lips wrapped around my cock. It felt different this time. Maybe it was the danger. Maybe it was the fact that I could kill us both if I couldn't control myself.

"Oh…fuck." I breathed out trying not to swerve too much.

"Say fuck again." Rachel said. I could tell she was trying to mess with me, she always found it entertaining how turned on I got.

"Fuck." I said louder as I ran my fingers through her hair. I wish I could describe the feeling. She was gentle, she could never fit me in her mouth completely, but she always tried. She was always so neat and perfect in her dress, but when she was giving me a blowjob all of those manners went out the window. She ran her tongue over the head of my cock and kissed it.

I could barely last more than five minutes, I decided it wasn't as embarrassing as I thought, because Rachel said she didn't mind. How was I supposed to last anyway? Rachel's tongue was magical, and when she sucked on my balls, I felt like exploding.

I pulled into my driveway and put the car into park. "Rachel…I…God…" I was gonna cum. I gave myself one minute before I did. One minute tops.

Rachel lifted her head up and started kissing me. Her hand took over four her mouth and I smiled into the kiss. I loved that she was okay with making me feel good. It wouldn't feel right otherwise. "Rae babe…" She deepened the kiss and moved her hand faster.

A knock against the window made us both jump. I looked over and saw my mom standing there.

Shit.

We were caught. Rachel pushed me back into my underwear and moved back. I rolled down my window and looked up at her. "Hi mom we were just…" I didn't know how much she'd seen, and it's not like I actually wanted to lie to her.

"Santana, you might want to zip your pants before you come inside the house." She said before waving to Rachel and walking inside. I looked down and saw that my pants were completely unzipped and my pink boxers were showing.

"Jesus." I muttered zipping up my pants quickly.

"Oh my god." Rachel said trying to suppress her laughter.

"I'm glad you think this is funny." I told her.

"Newsflash, it is funny. And your mom is okay with it." Rachel assured me. "Now come on, let's go upstairs so we can finish."

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Rachel's POV:

I walked down the hallway holding onto my books. I was late, which was truly a rarity, but it was all because of Santana. She made me stay up and watch the last two Harry Potter movies even though it was way past my bedtime, and we woke up late today. As I rounded the corner I slammed into a larger body and I looked down when all of my books fell out of my hand.

"Sorry." I was already picking up my books when I looked to see who was standing in front of me. It was that Andy Carson guy, in the flesh. I'd seen him a couple of times already, but he wasn't in any of my classes, and Santana was normally with me so I tried to avoid him. But now he was helping me with my books and he'd even just apologized for bumping into me.

I guess I'd been looking at him for too long because a flash of anger made his face flush.

"You're the girl I see hanging around with Santana." Hearing her name on his lips made me sick to my stomach. I still didn't know what had happened, but it still made me feel uneasy.

"Yeah I'm her girlfriend." I informed him.

"Really?" He looked far too skeptical for my liking. "But you look pretty normal. You sure you know what you're getting yourself into?"

"Santana is normal too." I told him.

"Your idea of normal is pretty fucked up." He said standing up and holding out my last journal for me to take. I reached for it but he pulled it back. "Or have you not seen it yet?"

"What? Excuse me." I wanted to smack him, but there was such malice in his voice, and for some reason I felt like if it came down to it, he wouldn't be afraid to hit me. "You don't know a thing about her. And if you say anything about her to anyone and I find out then I'll-."

"You'll what?" He asked.

"She'll fuck you up." I have no idea where Quinn came from, but I've never been as happy to see her as I was now. She walked over, head held high, and snatched the journal right out of his hand. She glared at him for a second before smacking him hard across his face.

"What the hell-?" She cut him off again with another smack.

"Speak to her again like that and I'll personally make your life hell. Come within 15 feet of her or Santana and I'll cut off your dick and feed it to your dog. If you so much as look in the direction of Brittany I'll gauge out your eyes too. Are we on the same page Carson?" He looked terrified, and to be honest it was a little scary to see how threatening Quinn could be.

"Yeah." Andy said before walking off down the hall. Quinn looked at me.

"I'm probably going to end up killing that maniac." She said.

"He knew, about Santana's…he knew." I explained to her. "I don't want him here. The way he was talking about her, I didn't like it."

"I know okay." Quinn said sympathetically. "But I'm going to need you to be strong about it. Santana has thick skin; you're going to have to have the same thing. It's taken her awhile to stop being afraid of him. Now it's your turn."

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