The Arrangement

Disclaimers: I do not own any part of Glee or its characters. This is purely for pleasure I get nothing else for this. Want to give a special thanks to Niekie for helping proof read this story for me. She's all kinds of awesome.

Chapter 7

Rachel chuckles and tries to look away but Santana wouldn't let her. "I will never use you Rach. I promise." She states with conviction and tenderness all at once.

Unable to stop herself any longer Rachel leans down and lays her lips to Santana's.

It's just a gentle brush at first until Santana groans softly wrapping a hand around Rachel's neck pulling her closer to deepen the kiss. As Santana pulls she shifts to hovering above her. The kiss stays gentle as they just enjoy each other for the first time.

They pull away to breathe and Rachel smiles down resting their heads together, "wow!"

Santana nips her lip and smirks. "I think we can do better than wow."

Rachel rolls her eyes playfully, "Oh if we must."

They both chuckle then come together again a little more aggressively. Rachel quickly runs her tongue along her bottom lip and was granted instant access dipping her tongue in the scorching heat of Santana's mouth. Santana moans into her as she allows Rachel to simply devour her, loving every moment. After a few she is unsatisfied with their position and the distance between their bodies so she runs a hand to Rachel's ass and pulls her down to rest on top of her.

Rachel pulls away from the kiss and tries to put some distance back. "I don't want to crush you baby."

Santana swoons at the term of endearment and her thoughtfulness. "Please Tink, I want to feel you pressed against me," she begs running her hands up Rachel's sides brushing the outsides of her breast.

Rachel groans and allows her weight to rest on Santana the way she wants. One of her thighs falls between Santana's legs and accidentally brushes against her center causing Santana to arch and moan loudly and Rachel releases the kiss to latch on to her neck kissing up to her ear. "My god you're so sexy."

Santana is beyond words and just moans and arches against her when she bites down softly on her pulse point. She needs more contact so she pulls at Rachel's shirt until it's untucked in the back and runs her hands along the skin of her lower back causing Rachel to moan and arch into her touch now.

Growing a little bolder she grabs Rachel's belt loops and pulls her closer trying to gain more friction but quickly let's go as Rachel hisses in pain. "What's wrong, what'd I do?"

Rachel shakes her head and moves back to her neck. "It's nothing I hit my knee on a rock or something."

She resumes her biting and kissing so Santana puts her hands back and enjoys what Rachel is currently doing to her upper chest and neck. She runs her hands back up her back and rakes her nails down causing Rachel to moan obscenely, "God woman."

Encouraged by this she moved her hands to the waist band of her jeans and pulls her closer again by her waist and stops abruptly when she hisses in pain again. "Ok that's not a rock. What's the matter?"

Rachel shakes her head and tries to kiss her again but Santana doesn't allow it. "Please Tink, tell me what's wrong."

The look of concern and caring in Santana's eyes makes her crumble and she pulls away slightly. "I have a few sores along my waist band."

Santana pushes her gently to her back and moves to look at her waist. Rachel catches her hands to stop her. "I've doctored them with the medicine I got from your dad. They're ok and bandaged my clothes just rubbed them wrong."

She looks at Rachel's waist concerned. "What caused it and if they hurt why are you wearing jeans and a belt? You could have worn different pants."

Rachel shakes her head. "The pants don't matter. My underwear rubs it raw sometimes. It's fine really."

"Why would your underwear rub you raw? That doesn't make any sense. Buy a different kind or something."

Rachel covers her eyes with her arm. "I can't buy a different kind. These are the ones that help conceal my condition."

Santana looks up to her face sharply finally understanding. "You're wearing compression shorts?"

Rachel nods but doesn't move her arm and Santana sighs speaking in a gentler voice. "If they are cutting in too much and making sores you need to take them off while it heals or it never will and it'll get infected. I mean we're not going out or anything today so why not be comfortable while we're home?"

Peeking out from under her arm she studies Santana for a moment. "It wouldn't bother you."

"Um… why would it bother me? I know it's there. At least now I know why I couldn't really feel it when I was teasing you earlier. That couldn't have been comfortable if you got hard at all."

Rachel shook her head. "It's not but I didn't want to make you uncomfortable."

Santana lies back beside her and pulled her arm away from her face. "Have you been wearing those things from the time we got up until we went to bed at night, even when we workout?" Rachel nods slightly and Santana's sighs. "I don't want you wearing them anymore unless we are leaving the house and only if you want to. As far as I'm concerned you can take the damned things off and never wear them again but I'm sure there are outfits you would not feel comfortable like that in. Never wear them because of me. It will not bother me if you don't."

Rachel sighs in relief and kissed her chin. "Ok, I'll take them off when we get back to the house."

Shaking her head she pulls Rachel to her feet. "No, you're wearing boxers right? I think I felt them." Rachel nods confused and Santana pushes her toward the shed. "Good, get in there and take those damned things of so I can check your bandages. I was pulling on your waist band pretty hard and I want to make sure they are ok."

She shakes her head trying to pull away. "Um no, I'll be fine until we go back."

Santana turns to her and pulls out a pout that's worse than Gabby's. She's only seen it a few times and only when whatever it is means a lot to her Latina so she concedes on a sigh. "Fine but it's under protest."

Smiling triumphantly she opens the door and Rachel goes in turning on the light and closing it behind her. She quickly takes off her pants and the compression shorts and bits back the groan of relief she always has when taking them off, especially if she's hard. As fast as she can she puts her pants and boxers back on and walks back out of the shed. "There, it's ok now why don't we head back to the track?"

"No, you're going to lie back on that blanket and let me check your bandages. Just unbutton your jeans and fold them down just enough for me to see. I won't be able to think of anything else for the rest of the day if I don't make sure you are ok. Please sweetie, do this for me."

Rachel sighs and goes to lie down mumbling something about being whipped under her breath. Santana chose to ignore it for the moment so she could check out the sores that were causing her pain. Once Rachel undid her pants and pulled them down enough for her to inspect them she sees that one of the bandages on the side is coming off so she runs back to the shed where she saw a first aid kit.

Kneeling once more beside Rachel she rolls her so she could get to it better and carefully removes the bandage and inspect the wound before quickly redressing it and checking the others. "If I'm to guess right, normally in the summer you don't wear them at all if you are home and through the school year you only wear them at school or school related shit. Am I right?"

Rachel nods and she continues, refastening her jeans and totally removes the belt. "I want you to promise me that you will not do this again. Not on my account. It doesn't bother me, it's who you are and I'm ok with it. What I'm not ok with is you hurting yourself unnecessarily. Its bullshit so promise me please."

Nodding again she pulls Santana down kissing her softly. "I promise and thank you."

"There's nothing to thank me for," she says before connecting their lips again.

This time it's Rachel that pulls Santana closer causing her to straddle her hips and she pulls away panting. "I don't want to hurt you Tink."

Rachel just shakes her head pulling her back down. "You're not," and latches back on to her lips.

Santana moans as she gently shifts resting fully on Rachel's thighs so she's not putting pressure on her waist. Not expecting it she gasps as she feels her full hard on for the first time and groans in approval. "Jesus Tink. Those compression shorts really do conceal it don't they."

Rachel blushes. "Yea, is it ok?"

Santana nods rolling her hips causing a guttural moan from the girl below her. "God yes," and leans back in to kiss her again.

They moan into each other and just enjoy one another. Neither pushing for more, they know they're not ready for that but they are really enjoying this new aspect of their relationship. Gradually they calm and their kisses are just small pecks. Santana eventually shifts and curls up to her side.

They just lay there for a while until Rachel's stomach growls and Santana giggles looking at her phone seeing that it's getting rather late. "We better pack this up and head back to the house. We need to find dinner before that animal in there comes out and starts eating us up."

Rachel chuckles and pulls her in nibbling her ear. "That sounds tempting. Maybe I'll do the eating," she ran her tongue along Santana's ear causing a shiver up her spine.

She groans and slaps her stomach playfully. "Stop that you perv."

Rachel laughs and allows Santana to pull her up to her feet. "Ok fine, let's go find some food."

They both grab a blanket folding them up and putting them back in the shed and once it's all cleaned up they climb back on the 4-wheeler. When they arrive Puck and Mike are putting up their own equipment away. Rachel nods to them and turns her attention back to Santana.

"Next time we'll pick a different toy to play with and I'll teach you to drive it."

Santana smiled looking around. "I think I want to ride the go-carts next time. Maybe me can race or something."

Rachel chuckles and pulls her close. "Anything you want."

"Oh please tell me she won't be here every time we come out. Why does she have to be here anyway?" Puck whines and Mike flinches.

Rachel turns and glares at him. "She will be here anytime she wants to be because I want her here. Watch yourself or it's you that won't be coming back."

Puck just shakes his head and Santana decides she's had enough. "What the hell is your problem with me?" Up to this point she'd let Rachel deal with his snark and bullshit but this time she wasn't backing down.

He just scoffed. "My problem is you don't belong here. I don't understand why they even brought you here."

Rachel and Santana give each other a confused look and Mike steps forward. "He doesn't know who she is Rach. It was Brad and I that have been protecting her this whole time. He was assigned solely to you."

Rachel sighs but it's Santana who turns and addresses him. "Look, whether you knew or not, I was brought here by your bosses for a damned reason. I've been in protection just as long as Rachel because we are to be married you ass. I'm her fiancé, the future Barbra, the future queen of this whole bitch and you are just the hired help so back off me before I have your job. I've had more than enough of your shit."

Rachel just smirks watching her and Puck looks to her for confirmation. "She right dude. I'm tired of you questioning me at every turn where she is concerned and talking shit. Like she said, she was brought here by us and that should have been enough for you. I will not tolerate your shit anymore either. Back. Off. My. Girl or you can find the door."

Puck huffs but says no more putting his helmet on the shelf and moving to stand by the door to wait for them to finish. Mike puts his own away and gives them a sympathetic smile. Once they are out of ear shot Rachel pulls Santana closer wrapping an arm around her waist. "You ok?"

Santana smiles leaning into her slightly. "I'm fine I just hate being treated like I'm less. I'm worth more than that damn it."

She pulls her closer kissing her temple. "Yes you are. I promise if he doesn't straighten up I'll either kick his ass or kick him out."

"I don't want him to lose his job but he needs to back off me." She pauses resting in her arms then sighs. "I'm sorry I outed us like that. I know we hadn't talked about telling people yet."

"It's not a problem. I don't care who knows. I am in no way ashamed of us or you. I was just giving you time to be ok with it all before we told anyone. I don't want you to be any more uncomfortable than you already are with this."

Santana shakes her head and steps away grabbing her hand. "I'm not uncomfortable Tink but let's talk about this tonight in our room. This isn't the place for it and we need to go find dinner anyway."

Rachel just nods and leads her back to the Polaris. Once they are back at the house they go to their rooms to shower and change. Before they split ways Rachel brings Santana into her arms and kisses her lightly. "Why don't we go out tonight and get dinner? We can go to Breadsticks."

She smiles and kisses her nose. "Are you going to wear those damn shorts?"

Rachel shakes her head. "No, if you don't want me to I won't. I have some baggy slacks I can wear that won't show unless you are studying it hard."

On a sigh she rests her head on Rachel's shoulder. "If you don't want to go out into public without them on we can go out to dinner another night. I just don't want you to hurt and you already aggravated those sores today."

"We can go, I want to take you out and I know you love Breadsticks. We've been cooped up in this house or your parents for over a month. Let's get out of here tonight maybe even go see a movie or something."

She smiles brightly with a little squeal releasing Rachel and runs to the bathroom door. "I get a shower first."

Rachel laughs at her antics and moves off to choose her outfit for the evening.

A/N: Reviews always welcome.