Rachel is self aware enough to that she is pretty needy. Rachel needs reassurance, affection and attention from her girlfriend and Santana doesn't mind giving it to her. Santana actually loves how much affection Rachel requires because it's cute, though she won't admit it. Rachel doesn't constantly need reassurance or attention so when Santana notices the need for it, it doesn't bother her to provide it. Santana can get needy too but that side of her only makes occasional appearances. After spending two years together, both girls have adjusted to each others needs...for the most part.
"Okay, guppy lips can never drive again." Santana says into her headset as she sits in front of the TV in the living room of her shared apartment.
Santana recently got Grand Theft Auto Five and has been enjoying playing online with her friends. Since she only started playing yesterday, she's determined to get the most out of it. Yesterday, Rachel let Santana stay up all night playing with her friends since it was the weekend. Rachel is the one who actually bought the game for her. She knew Santana loved any game involving shooting so she thought it would be a nice gift just because she loves her.
Rachel has been home for a few hours now and has been sitting next to Santana on the couch, enjoying the closeness but also being annoyed by Santana's random outbursts.
"Fuck! How did you get us blown up?!" Santana shouts into her headset. Rachel rolls her eyes from her spot in Santana's lap. Rachel decided since she was going to be ignored, she could still at least touch Santana while she played her video game so she laid on the couch with her head resting on Santana's thigh.
"Britt, just plant the sticky bomb and walk away." She says. This isn't Santana's first time playing the game, she just never bought it because she knew she wouldn't have the time to enjoy it.
"San?" Rachel softly calls out. Santana turns her mic off before responding.
"Yeah?"
"While I'm happy you're enjoying yourself, can you stop randomly yelling?" Santana doesn't look away from the TV when she responds.
"Sorry. If I weren't playing with such amateurs, I wouldn't be so pissed. I'll try to keep it down though." She says then turns her mic on again.
"Mike, don't go that way! There's a guard!" She shouts less than 3 seconds later. Rachel rolls her eyes then gets up and goes into their bedroom, unnoticed by Santana.
Santana has fallen into a new routine...and Rachel isn't sure she likes it. Santana comes home, they eat dinner and then for the rest of the day she's glued to the TV. It's only been four days but it seems like months to Rachel. Santana has been going to bed much later than Rachel these past few days and Rachel hates it. She's used to having a warm body pressed against hers, making her feel safe and secure. It's 10 o'clock now and Rachel is ready for bed. Wearing her purple satin pajama set and overnight face mask, all she's missing is her taller counterpart. Rachel walks into the living room seeing Santana sitting on the couch, controller in hand and headset in place.
"I swear to god if we fail this heist because of you Evans..." Santana says lowly. Rachel glances at the TV to see Santana's character hiding behind a wall with a very large gun in her hand.
"San." She calls out as she walks behind the couch. Santana cuts her mic before speaking.
"Yes Rachel?" Rachel snakes her arms around Santana's neck from behind then kisses her cheek.
"Are you coming to bed any time soon?" Rachel asks softly.
"Uh-soon enough? We're almost finished and we've been working on this one since yesterday." Rachel sighs softly.
"I really want to sleep with you tonight." Santana smirks.
"Wanky." Rachel rolls her eyes.
"I'll be there soon. You can just get a head start." She says.
"San, where are you? We gotta get to the vault!" Rachel hears Sam say from Santana's headset. Santana cuts the mic back on and responds.
"I'm almost there. Just don't die." She says then cuts the mic again.
"Go lie down and I'll be there before you know it." Santana turns her head to peck Rachel's lips then directs her full attention back to her game.
Rachel has the perfect plan to get Santana's attention tonight. After dinner, Santana went to her usual spot in the living room and Rachel went to their bedroom. Rachel made sure to curl her hair this morning so all she had to do was slip into her outfit. Rachel quickly changed into a red lace and garter set, sprayed on Santana's favorite perfume and slid into a pair of black stiletto heels. Santana loves how her legs look in high heels. Once Rachel is pleased with how she looks she slowly walks into the living room, making sure to exaggerate her steps so that Santana can hear the click of her heels against the hardwood floor. Rachel walks towards the end of the couch and Santana glances at her before performing a double take. Rachel giggles then puts her hand on her hip.
"Do you like my outfit?" She asks as she watches Santana's mouth open and close a few times.
"You look fucking...amazing." Santana says, practically drooling over the sight in front of her.
"Thank you." Rachel says. Feeling more confident from Santana's reaction, Rachel smirks as she walks over to Santana coming to a standstill directly in front of the TV. Santana's eyes slowly rake over Rachel's form and she has to bite back a moan from the sight alone.
"Turn off the TV." Rachel says in a slightly demanding tone. Santana grabs the remote from beside her and does as she's told. Rachel then holds her hand out for Santana to take, who jumps at the opportunity and stands.
"Tell your friends good night." Rachel says and Santana quirks an eyebrow at her.
"What friends?" Rachel smiles as Santana's arms wrap around her neck. The pure look of want and desire in Santana's eyes is enough to drive Rachel wild.
"Bedroom. Now." Santana smirks and lifts Rachel into her arms. Wrapping her legs around Santana's waist, Rachel presses her body into Santana's as she attacks Santana's exposed neck with her mouth while being carried away.
Sex has always been Santana's language so Rachel knew she'd be able to get her attention...but she was disappointed when she realized she wasn't going to be able to keep it for long. After their love making, Santana said she was going to the kitchen to get something to replenish her energy but...it shouldn't take as long as it has. Curious, Rachel gets out of bed, puts on her robe and walks out of the bedroom to find Santana once again playing her video game.
"Seriously, Santana?" Rachel asks from her spot behind the couch. Santana turns to look at her briefly.
"What?" She asks cluelessly. Rachel only shakes her head and goes back into her bedroom.
It's now been a week and a half and Rachel has lost her patience. Santana has barely given her any attention and Rachel is not okay with that. Which is why she is currently standing in front of the TV, arms crossed with a glare that could rival Santana's.
"Rachel, this isn't a game! Get out of the way!" Santana protests as she moves her head to see around Rachel.
"That's exactly what it is Santana! A game! And if you do not stop playing it right now, you're sleeping on the couch tonight!" Rachel counters. Santana lets out an agitated sigh and rolls her eyes.
"Now isn't the time Rach! We can talk about this later!" Rachel huffs then goes to the wall and unplugs the TV. Santana gapes at her as she scrambles to her feet and towards Rachel. Rachel holds the cord out of Santana's reach.
"Rachel! Put it back!" Santana says angrily.
"No! I will not continue to be ignored!" Santana reaches for the cord but Rachel just moves it out of her reach.
"And this is your solution?! Why don't you call Kurt or Mercedes or something and get off my back!" Santana yells. Rachel clenches her jaw and drops the cord before walking into her bedroom, slamming the door behind her. Santana curses to herself and plugs the TV in again before going to her bedroom. Santana goes to turn the door knob but Rachel beat her to it. When it opens, Rachel pushes a blanket and pillow towards her.
"Really?" Rachel doesn't respond but waits for Santana to take her offer. Santana silently takes it and walks back to the living room. Sitting on the couch, she grabs her controller and headset.
"...Is the couch at least comfortable?" Sam asks Santana as she begins to play again.
"Just play the fucking game." Is all Santana utters.
Rachel's rehearsal had run late today so she was going to miss dinner with Santana. If she was being honest, she was okay with it. She hadn't talked to Santana since yesterday and was sure they wouldn't talk today since Santana's game is now priority. Rachel softly sighed to herself as she entered her apartment but was pleasantly surprised when she saw rose pedals littered on the floor and candles illuminating the apartment. Rachel continued to advance in the apartment and saw Santana standing in the living room wearing a very fitted black dress, cut so low at the bosom, Rachel isn't sure how her well endowed girlfriend is even managing to stay covered up. Santana smiles softly at Rachel then walks towards her, keeping her hands behind her back.
"Hi." She says quietly. Rachel offers her a soft smile as she sits her things down.
"Hi." She says in return.
"Listen..." Santana licks her lips.
"I'm really sorry about ignoring you. I know you need attention like a baby or you'll die." Santana smirks then presents Rachel with a bouquet of roses. Rachel grins as she takes them from Santana.
"Honestly though, I don't want you to ever feel like you aren't my number one priority. You don't want me to play the game, then I won't." Santana lightly shrugs. Rachel wraps her arms around her girlfriend and lays her head against her chest.
"You can do things you enjoy. I just want some Santana time too." Rachel says softly.
"You have all my time Rae Bear, always." Santana says as she returns the hug. Rachel beams at the endearment. Santana doesn't call her many things outside of her name but when she does, Rachel melts. Rachel particularly loves being called Rae Bear because it's specific to her since Santana based it on her name.
"I love you." Santana says as she kisses Rachel's head.
"I love you too."
"I made tofu stir fry." Rachel pulls away from Santana to look at her with an excited glint in her eye.
"You did?!" Rachel asks as she scans the kitchen. Santana isn't vegan but she sometimes indulges in Rachel's vegan meals. When they first started dating, Santana made this dish for Rachel to impress her and she did not disappoint. Ever since then, it's been Rachel's favorite.
"I hope you're hungry." Santana says with a smile then goes to the kitchen and makes both of them a plate while Rachel sits at the island, anxiously waiting. Once Santana sits her plate down, she can't contain herself and digs into the delicious food before her. Rachel lets a moan escape her lips as she enjoys her bite.
"All is forgiven." She says before eating another forkful. Santana chuckles as she sits across from Rachel and takes a bite of her own food.
"I haven't even told you about what else I have planned." She says and Rachel quirks an eyebrow.
"Oh?" Santana nods her head.
"There's always more. After dinner, I'm dessert obviously but that's much later. You choose whatever activity is next but you also get to enjoy a full body massage along with a bubble bath to relax." Rachel nods approvingly.
"Thank you for doing all this." Rachel reaches across the island and takes Santana's hand.
"But all I want is for you to hold me." Santana smiles at her.
"I can do that." Santana brings Rachel's hand to her lips and presses a soft kiss to her knuckles.
"I'm glad you came to your senses. I was just about to call and disconnect the wifi." Santana gapes at her.
"You wouldn't..."
"You'll never know." Rachel says with a wink and a short laugh.
"And people think I'm the evil one." Rachel laughs and they continue their conversation as they sit, eating and enjoying each other.