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Chapter 8

Santana sighed as she lay restlessly in bed. She was supposed to be on set in two hours and she barely got any sleep. She had been thinking about the whole Quinn thing for the past week.

She just didn't understand how the blonde could still have feelings for her after all this time. She had listened to Quinn go on and on about this girl and that girl without ever mentioning her. The blonde didn't even appear to like her let alone still be in love with her.

Ever since that dinner all she could hear were those three little words that held so much meaning. Those words that were screamed out along with her name as the blonde brought her to climax.

She didn't know how to approach the blonde or even if she should. She thought she would be able to ignore the whole thing and act like nothing happened, but that didn't seem right since she hadn't been able to get a decent night's sleep for the past week.

All week she had been debating whether she should continue to ignore the fact that her best friend and ex-girlfriend was somehow still in love with her or confront her about it, but she didn't want to hurt Quinn's feelings.

Quinn had been a constant in her life ever since she could remember, and though they had been through their rough patches, the blonde had always been there for her and vice versa. Quinn was the only person in the world she could trust to have her back other than her parents.

The two had been through everything together. No matter what happened in the past she didn't want to hurt her, especially since she knew how painful it was when it came to the love of your life hurting you.

"San?" Quinn whispered peeking inside the brunette's room. She walked in and saw that the Latina was wide awake and staring back at her.

"Hey" Santana whispered, propping herself up.

"Just wanted to get you up" Quinn smiled. She loved seeing the Latina when she'd just woken up; the woman always had a bewildered expression upon first waking up, almost like she didn't understand the concept of morning or didn't want to.

"Alright" Santana replied as she rolled out of bed. She stretched her limbs, sighing when she noticed the blondes eyes travel over her body. She was starting to think that maybe the blonde had always felt this way and she had just been too blind to notice.

"Okay" Quinn nodded, meeting the Latinas eye. "I'm going to go get ready too," she said pointing to her own pajama clothed body. "Hurry up San," she added over her shoulder as she walked out of the other girl's room.

Santana quickly decided to put the Quinn issue in the back of her mind for now and focus on work instead. She had her second scene with Brittany today, and needed to focus on that first. Besides, she couldn't wait to see the blonde.

She had been in contact with the beautiful woman several times over the past week, but both of them had been too busy to ever meet up, but that didn't stop them from sending each other flirty texts and talking on the phone for hours on end. Santana was really starting to get to know the girl behind the camera, and enjoying every second of it.

Santana quickly jumped in the shower, not wanting to be late. Even though they were doing their second shoot, she was still feeling the excitement from the first day. Not only did she get to meet the infamous Brittany Pierce, but she was getting to know the infamous Brittany Pierce off set also.

This movie was going to change everything for her; if everything went like it was supposed to, she would be a star in no time.

She would no longer have to do low budget films or have to worry about whether the girl she was with was healthy and disease-free. It was a known fact that z-list producers and directors didn't care who the girl was or what they were carrying as long as they could spread there legs and moan.

Luckily, she had a great manager and agent that never put her in those roles, but she had heard of it happening to others who were just starting out in the business. It was sad to hear, especially when some were actually talented and had the potential to be successful, but when you had a shitty manager or agent who only cared about the check, and then you were bound to run into problems.

And, of course, there were the ones who just begged to catch something and didn't give a damn if they gave it to someone else. It was a well known fact that most girls didn't last long in this industry due to because of their overuse.

Santana knew this from first hand experience. A lot of girls in the industry would only last weeks, maybe six months at best. Since you got paid based on the number of films you did, a lot of them would do two to five films a week maybe even more, only to be useless by the end of the month.

Though that was a familiar trend when it came to rookies, it wasn't rare to find a star that was signed to a company. They would do as many films as they wanted; whether it was one or ten, they got paid the same. Most of those stars were well-known and were veterans in the industry; much like a certain blonde she was getting to know very well.

Brittany was signed to Rachel's production company. That's why she was still in this business after almost five years. The blonde would only star in two to four films a year and made damn good money off those due to her contract with Berry Productions.

Santana wanted her career to be like the blonde's, and wanted to sign with Rachel's company as well. It would not only guarantee her a paycheck, but it was also guaranteeing her safety when it came to the whole sex department. She was actually hoping that if she did a good job with this film, Rachel might actually want to sign her.

Berry Productions was not only famous for the artsy yet erotic movies they produced, but also for the way the treated their actors and actresses. To Santana's knowledge, BP had three stars signed to their label, including Brittany, and those stars started as rookies, but were now the most sought after people in the industry.

Everyone knew that if you were lucky enough to get signed to BP that you would not only come out if much richer, but more popular as well.

So Santana knew that she had to put every thing she had into this film to make sure she got a deal with Rachel and her company. She was still nervous, but if everything went as well as it did the first shoot, then the contract was only a couple scenes away.

"San we have to leave in ten minutes!" The Latina heard Quinn yell through the bathroom door. She knew she didn't have to do much to her hair because there was a hair and makeup artist on set of the makeup and hair artist that would be on set, but she still wanted to look good.

She had curled the ends of her hair, not wanting to do too much, and added some light make up. She had known girls that would get all glamorous for a shoot only for the make up team to redo it.

Heavy makeup wasn't very common. The actors didn't usually wear heavy makeup due to the sweat that was bound to form when they were shooting, and no one appreciated liquid concealer on the sheets or on your partner.

Santana hurriedly made her way to the closest, pulling out some loose jeans and a black button-up. She slipped on her tennis shoes, grabbed her bag, and walked out of the room.

"Hey you ready to go?" Quinn asked putting on her blazer. As the manager of an up and coming porn star, she took her job very seriously. She would dress professionally whether going to the set or to a meeting. Anything that involved Santana's career required her to wear a power-suit.

"Yep, let's go" Santana nodded kissing Beth as the girl battled with a piece of fruit. "Bye beautiful" she smiled running her hair through the girls messy hair.

"Do I get a hug?" Puck asked shoving a pancake in his mouth.

"Suck it, Puck" Santana said walking out the door. Thinking about the past had brought up some issues she had with the man. Sure she had forgiven him for sleeping with Quinn, but she hadn't forgiven him for betraying their friendship.

"Oh c'mon Lopez, don't be like that!" Puck called out with a small grin.

"Watch it." Quinn warned him, kissing her little girl who was now focusing all her attention on trying to get the fruit on her fork. It probably would have helped if they gave her a sharper fork instead of the thick plastic novelty kind.

"What?" Puck questioned not understanding the blondes warning. He might not have but the blonde did. She knew that even though Santana had forgiven them for cheating she still had issues with them betraying her trust.

"Just don't kill my daughter" Quinn said rolling her eyes at the clueless man. Puck was lucky that they had a daughter together because if they didn't he would have been kicked out on his clueless ass years ago.

"I got her" Puck assured heeding the same warning the blonde gave him every time she left the two of them alone. He was a great parent and would never put his daughter in any kind of danger.

"You better" Quinn said, grabbing her briefcase and walking towards the door, smiling when she heard her little girl's cheer of triumph from finally capturing the fruit. She walked out the door and headed down the hall, where Santana was waiting for her.

"Bout time" the Latina smirked watching the blonde strut in her black pencil skirt, matching black blazer and light blue button-up.

"Sorry- had to deal with the man-child" Quinn said both of them giggling at the secret nickname they had given her baby daddy. After all it was hard not to call him a child especially when they caught him arguing with a kid at the park about whose turn it was on the swings. Beth couldn't even walk at the time let alone be able to play on a swing set.

"Another day in the life of a Quinn Fabray" Santana smiled as they made their way to the parking lot.

"Oh joy." Quinn added subtly eyening the Latina's firm ass.

"Alright everything seems to be in place" Rachel said, inspecting the newly designed set. They had done away with the bedroom scene which was already being edited for the film.

This scene involved the cliché student and teacher roles, but she was hoping that they would able to spice it up so that it wouldn't be like the usual films that had been put out. Luckily she had the two best people to fill these roles and take her film to the next level.

She had spent her whole week in the editing room with Kurt going over the film, and later masturbating to a copy she secretly made. The two women had so much chemistry that it poured off the screen and engulfed anybody in a five mile radius.

Watching Brittany and Santana go at it was the hottest thing she'd ever had the honor of directing, or even watching, and she couldn't wait to release the movie. Not only was it going to shock the world, but it was also going certify that Rachel Berry was the best there was and probably ever would be in the industry.

In high school, she had never pictured herself as a director especially directing adult films. She had always dreamed of being on Broadway and singing on the stage, but like most teens those dreams quickly faded once reality hit her.

She tried the whole Broadway thing, but the glitz glam wasn't anything like she had imagined it to be. On most days it was boring and often uninspiring, and she quickly got tired of the divas that inhabited the industry, even though she herself had her notable diva moments... or tantrums, depending on who you asked.

She stopped auditioning, and even threw away most of her musical soundtracks and started working as a waitress for a living. She didn't see her first porn film until Jesse St. James, her boyfriend at the time, managed to talk her into it. It wasn't until she agreed to watch a porno with her boyfriend at the time, did she see her first porn film.

That night she pointed out and commented on everything that was wrong with the film, and some of the good points, and how it could be so much better with the right direction. After doing some quick research she saw a lot of the films were just sex and nothing else. Some of them involved a pizza box or two, but they all started and ended the same way.

So, with renewed determination, she applied for film school and studied everything she could while interning on numerous porn sets that were up in New York. She had often tried to direct the movie herself leading to a lot of trips to get coffee only to later find out that the director took her advice as well as the credit.

So after a couple of years of studying and working under pretentious assholes who thought that it was sexy for some oversized man to slam himself into some small looking girl she became her own boss.

She called up her closest and only, friend in high school and asked her if she wanted to star in an adult film. She wasn't surprised when Brittany said yes because in high school she had a reputation as being easy, and out of all people she knew the blonde was the best person for the job.

Of course, she had to do a little begging and also pay the girl, but it was worth it. After months of finding the right cast, writing the right script, and editing it the best way possible on a small budget. She Rachel Berry became a director in the adult entertainment industry.

Of course her first movie wasn't that big of a success, but it did pretty well. A lot of the adult local community praised her for the artistic way she went about things instead of the usual 'stick it up there and moan' attitude.

She took her viewers on a journey of sex, love, and lust, and soon became the most popular name in the New York adult film world. Not only was she getting paid more and more each day, but she was also inspired.

Each movie she did, she would set out a different goal for herself; critiquing every movie she did or was an involved in, wanting the next one to be better than the last. She studied the greats and watched countless films, and soon she could tell who the actor was just by looking at his or her genitals.

She was that damn good. It was only a matter of time until others recognized it.

Her first offer was with, Sexy Knights, a small production company in Las Vegas for a low-budget film. Even though they offered her less money than she had been used to making in New York, she eagerly accepted the offer. After all, it was a great way to get her name out there.

That would also be Brittany's first film outside of The Big Apple. The blonde had gained recognition from the few movies she did with Rachel, and happily agreed to star in the film.

That was the start of a beautiful and lucrative career for both of them.

That small film received tons of praise, and won her five awards. Further proof that Rachel was going to be a superstar. She had always wanted to be one on Broadway. Soon, she was working on big budget films with prestigious and well-known actors, along with her best friend Brittany.

It was actually on a big budget film that she met and befriended Kurt, the feminine brunette haired boy with a flair for not only fashion, but sex. She was a creative artist, and knew Lesbian, Gay, Bisexual; Transgender films were just as valuable as hetero ones. LGBT films tended to be more artistic, and focused more on chemistry and plot than most films involving a male and female lead. LGBT films were a lot more about chemistry and plot and she wanted to extend that concept to the adult world.

So she wrote a hell of a good script involving two men as two desperate lovers on the run from the society that disowned them. She didn't expect for Blaine Anderson an upcoming star to walk through the door along with renowned producer Kurt Hummel. After seeing the boy act she immediately hired him and persuaded the producer to work on this film.

About a year later she noticed the way production companies often mistreated actors and actresses. She was also growing tired of the run-around shit most of them gave her. So, she did the next best thing; she opened up Berry Productions with Kurt, and Brittany as her first actress to be signed on.

The production company was her best idea to date. Not only did she get to make the decisions about what she wanted to film, who she wanted to film, and everything else, but she also made a lot of money doing it.

Her production company didn't do adult films exclusively. They mostly worked on indie films, focusing more on ones that involved LGBT characters and plots. They also did some music videos, and even had a hand in producing music for the local gay clubs/bars in their area and across the country.

Soon, she applied her savvy mind for films to the world of business and marketing. She started a sex toy line called Berry Gifts for a limited time to increase demand for them. The toys did so well that the line was soon sold all over the world in almost every adult store in the country.

Seeing as she was never one to just sell something without first ensuring good quality, she made it her mission to test drive every toy before it hit the shelves. The ones she liked were mass-produced, while the ones she disliked were discarded, and the ones she absolutely loved were only available for a limited time in select stores.

She believed that sex was nothing without the right setting, so Berry Gifts expanded to Berry Smells. She and a team of experts came out with a line of oils, lubes, candles, lotions, perfumes and colognes. They sold just as well as the toys; selling out in weeks.

Always having an eye for potential, she expanded her line once again. Berry Reads was soon created with a team of sophisticated and erotic authors who wrote a variety of books, novels, instruction books, and Kama sutra. She even came out with a monthly magazine, respectfully named "Berries". It featured a Berry-mate of the year; of which Brittany was a ten time reigning champion.

She was a quick success, but being the determined woman she was, she didn't stop at that. She made a line called "Berry Sex", which included anything you would ever need for any type of kink; from accessories, outfits, props and accessories to lingerie.

The "Berry Sex" line was introduced along with a partnering one called "Berry Extra". It featured board games, video games, batteries, furniture, and supplements that you or your partner could take when it came to 'getting it Berry'.

Of course this was just as successful as her other lines and it didn't take long for her to become extremely rich off the sales. Brittany, who also had a hand in the businesses and was the spokesperson for most of them, also made quite a profit. It was plain and simple to her. People loved sex. People loved hot sex involving handcuffs, dildos, strap-ons, etc. So it was her pleasure to provide people with all the necessary things they need to have hot sex.

She was just being a good human being. Repopulating the earth one toy at the time.

"Hey Rach" Kurt said walking up to the brunette. He had tirelessly worked all week editing, and though the two girls had done one of the best scenes he had ever seen, he still had to edit a lot of it. Brittany and Santana had done perfect job acting, but he had quickly learned that nothing was 'perfect' when you were working with Rachel Berry.

The girl was determined to have a say in every single thing that dealt with her company's films or products. Whether editing, producing, designing, or marketing, Rachel always had a hand in it.

Hell she had to be the only director he ever met that wrote her own films instead of just going with some overused plot or cliché that had been done thousands of times with different actors.

"Hey Kurt," the brunette said not even bothering to look up from the script. Some would take that as rude, but he knew that once the brunette was focused on something it was hard to get the girl to even breathe on you let alone look at you.

"You know you can't talk to her when she's in her director mode," Brittany said walking up to the two and taking a seat next the studious brunette.

She had a habit of showing up to set early, leaving time for her to just sit down and relax. She liked having some time to relax before getting fucked for the rest of the day. Besides she loved spending some extra time with her best friends.

"Sorry." Rachel shrugged, still not looking up from the script she was highlighting.

"That's alright." Kurt shrugged, taking his seat next the blonde. "As long as you keep paying the bills then you can ignore us whenever you want," he added with a large smile.

"Well I'm glad I can be of service," Rachel said flipping to the next page.

"You welcome," Brittany and Kurt replied with cheeky grins. They, of course, hung out with Rachel because she was a friend and not just a boss, but the large sums of money they were raking in helped.

"Ms. Berry, Ms. Lopez has arrived," an attractive young male assistant informed them.

"Alright" Rachel nodded. "Get her in the dressing room and ready for the scene" she said ignoring the man as she flipped though a scene.

"Don't you just love the whipping boys?" Kurt smiled watching the young man hurriedly walk away to fill the brunettes request.

"Stop that!" Brittany said getting out of her seat. She had secretly been in contact with Santana all week, and couldn't wait to see her. "I'm going to make sure make-up doesn't need me for anything" she added with a small wave before heading to the trailers were she knew Santana would be.

"Mm hm..." Kurt said waving the girl off. "Hey! Do you know why the hell I was given a voucher for a four hundred dollar water bill?" he asked the remaining girl only to get a shrug in response.

"Alright Ms. Lopez, take a look" Kitty Smith, the costume designer said, turning the Latina around so she was facing the mirror. He had taken the usual cliché student and teacher scenario to another level.

Santana smiled upon seeing herself. She was wearing tight black slacks, a black button up that had four of its top buttons open, along with a black cashmere blazer to match. The emblem on the jacket had a cleverly stitched ruby red crest with 'RB' in the middle.

"Damn I look good!" Santana whistled, turning around to get a better look at her. "Thank you Kitty" she smiled shaking the eccentric male's hand. Though he had a certain flare for dramatics, the boy sure knew how to make someone look good.

"Wait till you see your partner" Kitty said, wiggling his eyebrows as he walked over to the vanity. He and his team had fixed the girls raven hair into a high ponytail wanting to frame her face. All of the male leads had short cropped hair so they weren't able to do too much wanting to make sure the camera caught her face.

"I thought I was supposed to be a nerdy student?" Santana questioned, stepping off the step ladder.

"Yeah, but no one said you can't be sexy as well" Kitty shrugged. "Besides you are still going to be nerdy" he added holding out a pair of black framed glasses.

"Sly dog." Santana smirked putting on the glasses, adding the final touch to her costume.

"Yes he his" Brittany said standing in the door way. "Wow" she gasped once she got to fully check out the raven-haired girl. She looked so hot in the black outfit, and the red lace bra peeking through the silk button up just accentuated the natural beauty that god blessed her with.

"You like?" Santana asked never taking her eye off the blonde, loving the dark look she was getting from her. It was the same look she had gotten in the shower not but a week ago, and one she was sure that she was going to get today as well and hopefully very much in the future.

"I love" Brittany nodded, her voice a pitch lower, obviously not able to hide her arousal.

"Alright guys I think were done here!" Kitty exclaimed with a small squeal. "Both of you look fabulous!" he added picking up his make up bag. "Now make sure you make Kitty proud!" He smirked before walking out the trailer, boasting about how great he was.

"How are you doing?" Santana addressed Brittany once everybody was gone.

"Fine" Brittany said, staring at the girl, not knowing if she should hug her, kiss her, fuck her, or all of the above. The wanton look on the Latina's face mirrored her own. "Fuck it" she hissed, quickly walking up to the Latina and capturing her lips in a passionate kiss.

"Bout time" Santana moaned, returning the kiss just as eagerly. She didn't know what to make of her attraction, lust, or passion she felt towards the blonde, but she knew she loved it. The girl drove her crazy just by standing there, and if Kitty hadn't left he would have definitely sensed the heat pouring off of them.

"I missed you" Brittany whispered seductively, pulling away from those gorgeous full lips once the need for air became too great. She didn't want to be the idiot that died from kissing, but she was starting to welcome that idea especially when it came to the Latina's wonderful lips.

"Yeah" Santana smiled wrapping her arms around the small girl's waist. God the girl was driving her, and her body, crazy.

"I can't wait till you're inside me" Brittany confessed wrapping her arms around the shorter girl's neck. Even though she was slightly taller, it just seemed to fit that she would be the one being held by Santana.

"I can't wait to be inside you" Santana replied kissing the beautiful girl softly.

"You guys ready?" Said a man's voice from outside the room, just as they were getting into it. Both women moaned in frustration from being denied again.

"Yeah!" Santana yelled moving away from the blonde, who she now discovered was basically living Viagra. The girl was hot to the touch and if Santana didn't keep imagining her and Puck sleeping together than Sanny Jr. would be proudly on display.

"Later." Brittany said squeezing the raven haired girls hand before reluctantly letting go. "You coming?" she asked seeing that the Latina wasn't behind her.

"I wish" Santana mumbled trying to calm her body down. "I'll be out in a minute I just need to...calm down" she said, pointing to her crotch were Jr. was making itself known. She had never been this worked up or hard over a girl and though it was a pleasurable surprise it was still somewhat embarrassing.

"Sanny, we're on a porn set." Brittany informed smiling at the girl slightly embarrassed. It was nice to meet someone who wasn't arrogant, or showcased their package to anything or anybody that was around. It was a breath of fresh air.

"What did you just call me?" Santana questioned, staring wide eyed at the girl.

"Sanny?" the blue eyed girl repeated. "What do you not like it?" she asked wondering if she did something wrong.

"Hell no!" Santana grinned. "I love it" she smiled seeing those blue eyes light up once again.

"Good" Brittany nodded. "Now come on" she beckoned over her shoulder as she walked out the door.

"Give me ten minutes and I will" Santana replied with a cocky grin keeping close eye to the blondes backside. "Alright calm down" the Latina whispered to herself taking a deep breath. She took a few more glad to see her boner slowly deflate breathing a sigh of relief.

Though she did work as a porn star and it was her job to stay hard for money she didn't want to walk around for everyone to see. Some things were meant to be private. Her professional life was separate from her personal boners and all.

The Latina quickly checked herself in the mirror making sure nothing was wrong with her outfit. Seeing that everything was okay she quickly made her way outside the trailer and to the set.

"Ah there's my star!" Rachel exclaimed with a large smile as the Latina walked up to them. The brunette was excited to see what was going to come out of this shoot especially after the one they had last week.

There was so much lust, want, chemistry, and raw passion between the two actresses, and she couldn't wait to see it all come together.

"Hi Rachel," Santana smiled standing next to Brittany as the crew fixed the last of the set and made sure everything was in order. Rachel demanded the best and wouldn't stand for any mistakes, either with her actors or minor things like the chalkboard in the background.

"Hey Santana," Kurt smiled walking up to the Latina and affectionately hugging the girl. He had quickly grown fond of the raven-haired girl and was hoping that they would be able to keep their newfound friendship after the film wrapped.

He had become so sick of the arrogant and ego-maniacal attitudes that a lot of people in this industry had. That's why he was so selective when it came to what films he chose to work on. Even though he was gay, he didn't like to work with assholes and refused to do so.

"Alright we're ready" Rachel informed the cast and crew while signing off on some papers. There was more to being a director than just pointing a camera in a center of the room and pressing record.

"Positions!" Kurt announced loudly, causing everyone to scatter to their stations. Rachel had a reputation as a hard ass when it came to getting what she wanted, and so did he.

As a producer, Kurt didn't take any bullshit from anyone, and wouldn't hesitate to put anybody in their place. He had worked his ass off to be a success and wasn't going to let anyone try to fuck that up for him. People knew that when he told them to do something, it was better to just do so.

The brunette male had a lot of connections in the industry and wasn't afraid to use them when it came to getting his way. That's how mediocre superstar-wannabe Blaine Anderson became the big star he was today. The fact that he was the producer's boyfriend didn't hurt either.

Blaine Anderson was nothing special compared to others in his field, but with the right roles and press he became the next big thing, and that was all thanks to the one and only Kurt Hummel.

"Damn" Santana muttered watching that powder blue robe fall off the blonde slender frame. She had thought that Kitty had done a good job with her costume, but he did a great job with Brittany's.

The blonde was styled in sharp red heels that accentuated her already long and gorgeous legs. She wasn't wearing a cliché skirt, but rather tight, high wasted white slacks that were almost see-through, revealing the red thong she was wearing underneath. Those sheer pants were complimented by a matching petticoat and an off-white button-up shirt. The off-white button-up wasn't buttoned up at all, showing off the blonde's gorgeous breasts, which were being held in by a blood red lace bra. Her golden locks were curled down her back with small curls falling on either side, framing her beautiful face.

"Damn" Santana repeated; her body, more specifically her little friend, eagerly showed their appreciation to the blondes outfit. She was sure that the blonde would be able to make the cliché plaid skirt and pigtail shit work, but this was so much better.

Kitty seemed to be able to give the blonde every aspect needed to feel out this role with this outfit. She didn't look slutty, but sensual and she didn't look like a freak that slept with students on a daily basis. She looked modest with a hint of naughtiness mixed in.

"I know" Brittany smirked walking over to the solid wood desk and taking her seat behind it. She gestured to the black lab table in front of her. The scene was set up like a regular classroom; the only difference was that there was only one desk and a stool.

There was your usual chalkboard, inspirational posters speaking of responsibility, courage, perseverance, etc. Of course Brittany's desk had a name plate with 'Ms. Cummings' engraved on it. There was also a pencil case on the desk with only a few pencils in it and even an apple to the side of it. Rachel wanted the set to resemble a classroom as much as it could while still making it clear that it was a porno.

"Alright Santana, take a seat" Rachel said pointing to the red stool behind the lab table. The Latina quickly followed the woman's directions smirking when she glanced down and saw a health book laying on it. It was opened to the chapter on sex, with a couple of words highlighted.

"Where did you get this?" the raven haired girl laughed holding up the book for the blonde to see causing her to laugh as well.

"Brings back memories" Brittany grinned. Though she spent most of health class sleeping instead of reading or pretending to read the book, she already knew all she needed to know. After all the time she spent playing seven minutes in heaven in middle school or attending the usual party where she could got drunk out of her mind and proceeded to do some thing that no parent would consent too.

"Shut up and get started," Rachel smirked settling in her chair and making sure she got the perfect view of the set. "Lights!" she called out, the bright lights dimmed. "Camera" she added, the red light immediately came on. "Action!" she yelled, pointing to the scene.

"And the wolves come" Kurt whispered as most of the crew quickly gathered around them wanting to get another dose of the two women's passion.

"Don't they always" Quinn scoffed before giving her full attention to the two girls on set, though she was focusing more on the raven-haired girl than the blonde.

"Shut up and watch my stars!" Rachel hissed excitedly eyeing the two stunning girls.

"Why do you like this class so much?" Brittany started off looking at the girl in front of her. When they handed her the script she was surprised to find out she had been cast as the dominant school teacher and not a submissive teacher or student like she had played in the past.

Mainly why she signed up for this film was the different direction it was going in than all the other at there. There weren't that many hermaphrodites in the industry that weren't actually transsexuals and they had never been shown to mainstream audience like this. This was something new and huge if she had her way.

"W-what d-does you m-mean" Santana stuttered her eyes big playing on the whole shy student thing.

"I believe I asked you first" Brittany replied, her voice growing darker. She slowly got out of her chair, making sure to do so sensually and slowly so the camera got a good shot at her ass.

She liked to make work easier for the rest of the cast and crew. Some days, she actually felt sorry for them. Though she loved Rachel with all her heart, she knew how much of a pain in the ass the brunette could be when it came to making everything perfect.

So she made sure that all the camera people really had to do was focus the camera right, make sure they got a clean shot, and call it a day. It kept her best friend free of any lawsuits and it kept the crew employed and unharmed.

"I-I d-don't know" Santana whispered burying her face in the book a light blush covering her cheeks. Thank god for those years she spent manipulating her parents. She had the whole shy doe-eyed little girl act down to a science.

"Oh I think you do" Brittany smirked strutting around her desk, sharp heels resounding on the tile floor. "So I'm going to ask you again, and this time I want a legitimate answer" she added leaning against her hard wood desk.

"Yes, Ms. Cummings" Santana mumbled not looking up from the book that was practically pressed up against her nose. She hadn't been a nerd in her high school, but she had befriended them and known from personal experience how shy they could be and was drawing on that for inspiration.

"I'm also going to need you to speak up!" Brittany hissed her eyes glaring at the raven haired girl. "And its Ma'am" she informed daring the girl to call her anything else.

"Yes Ma'am" Santana corrected, her voice a little bit louder but far from the typical volume you'd expect to hear coming from a confident high school student.

"Good" Brittany nodded with a click of her heels. "Now tell me why you love this class?" she asked hardening her eyes daring the girl to lie to her.

"B-b-because I-its educational" Santana whispered her eyes squeezed tight in 'fear'. That wasn't the exact reason she liked the class, but it wasn't like she could tell her teacher that the main reason she liked the class and paid so much attention to it was because of her.

"I told you not to lie!" Brittany exclaimed her voice tense in frustration. "Fine you want to do it the hard way then so be it" she growled pushing off from the desk. "Get up" she ordered staring down the girl.

"W-what?" Santana asked looking up but not meeting the blonde's eyes.

"I said, get up!" Brittany hissed. "And I wont repeat myself so you'd better listen, and you'd better listen hard" she added her voice threatening enough to get the Latina to stumble out of her chair.

"Sorry" Santana mumbled, standing beside the desk, her head bowed down as her hands fumbled nervously.

"Stop fidgeting!" Brittany growled, trying to hide a satisfied smile when the raven haired girl did so. She loved this role of a dominant persona she was even thinking about trying it in the real world, hopefully with the sexy Latina standing in front of her.

"Sorry Ma'am" Santana whispered her blush now more profound.

"Come here!" Brittany ordered, smirking once the girl did so without any hesitation. "I told you not to lie to me," she hissed, stepping so close to her that she could feel the Latinas sweet breath on her lips. "Why did you lie to me?" she questioned, trailing a finger down the raven-haired girls warm cheek, and smiling when small tint of red appeared.

"I didn't lie..." Santana whispered trying avoiding the woman's hard gaze. Brittany growled hearing those three words fall off the girl's lips. She grabbed the Latinas chin forcing her to look up at her growing more frustrated as the raven haired girl desperately tried to avoid her gaze.

"Look at me," she growled her eyes falling down to icy slits, her voice now threatening enough to finally get the girl to look at her. "Good," she added once she got Santana's full attention. She had never really liked school as a kid, but if school had been anything like this, she would have been the head of the class. "Now tell me why you like this class and if you lie I swear their will be repercussions" she warned tightening her hold on the Latinas tanned chin.

"B-because i-i-I like y-you" the Santana whispered her voice so low that she herself didn't hear what she said.

"God damn it speak up!" Brittany yelled in frustration.

"B-because I l-like you Ms. C-Cummings," Santana repeated this time loud enough for both of them hear although the blonde had to strain to do so.

"Was that so hard?" the blonde asked releasing the girls chin surprised when the girl continued to stare her down instead of bowing her head and trying to avoid her like she had been.

"N-no" Santana replied with a small shake of her head.

"So you like me" Brittany recited, her hand now confidently trailing down the girls toned body wanting to feel every ounce of flesh she possibly could in the short span of time. "Do you like this?" she asked stopping her caresses to focus on her beautiful breast.

"Y-yes" Santana whispered, her eyes wide in shock at what her 'teacher' was doing to her. She moaned softly as both of the blonde's slender fingers teased her right nipple.

"What about this?" the blonde question grabbing the smaller girl's shirt and ripping it open, causing black buttons to fly everywhere. She slowly sank down to her knees and began caressing the Latinas freshly exposed abs.

"Oh god" Santana moaned as the beautiful blonde's tongue traced her toned stomach. "Shit" she hissed as the blonde slipped her tongue into her bellybutton. She didn't have to look down to know she was hard. She was hard five fucking minutes ago before she even sat down to do the scene. The blonde just had this effect on her body that no one else did, or probably ever would or could.

"I heard about your little...predicament" Ms. Cummings smiled seeing her students tented form. Supposedly her character had clearance when it came to student files which included their medical history, but Brittany couldn't give two fucks about what her character had. All she cared was that she was about to taste the one thing she had been dreaming about ever since last week.

"O-oh g-god" Santana moaned as the blonde began to stroke her dick over her pants. The girl's hands were magic, but that wasn't all the magic that rested in the blonde's slender form. She had a mouth of magic, ass of magic, and don't forget her magical pussy that took her to into another dimension whenever she was buried deep inside it.

"Take off your pants." Brittany ordered, slowly getting up, rolling her hips. The blonde was usually only a couple inches taller than the Latina, but she now almost towered over her thanks to the pointy red heels she was wearing oh so well.

"W-what?" She stuttered her mind clouded with lust. It was quickly becoming a challenge to form a coherent though, let alone a sentence as the blonde's slick tongue assaulted her skin.

"Take off your pants" Ms. Cummings growled. "As a matter fact, take off all your clothes" she added, a smirk slowly spreading across her beautiful face showcasing her more-than-naughty thoughts.

"B-b-but" the Latina stuttered, her hands nervously fumbling around.

"But nothing" Ms. Cumming shrugged leaning back against the desk. She had many fantasies involving her student, and she planned on acting out every single one of them. "I said take off your clothes" she hissed her voice tight in frustration. "I won't repeat myself!" she warned.

"Y-yes Ma'am" Santana nodded, her hands shaking feverishly as she slowly began to undress herself. The blush on her cheeks becoming more visible every time a piece of clothing would drop to the floor. She was desperately trying to refrain from smiling as Brittany watched in glee.

"See, was that so hard?" Ms. Cummings asked her eyes lustfully admiring her student's physique. "Damn" she gasped staring at the long, hard pole before her. Looking at it like it definitely didn't belong there, and even if it did, it shouldn't be so big…or thick.

"I-I'm s-sorry" Santana whispered, her hands trying to shield her crotch from the blonde's view. She had to play ashamed when all she really wanted to do was spread the blonde's long legs apart and fuck her till next week…or next month.

"Don't be" Ms. Cummings said unzipping the side of her pants letting the sheer material fall graciously to the floor, her bare cunt now on full display to the grateful pleasure of Santana, and anyone with a sex drive.

"B-b-but I-I'm a f-freak" Santana whispered her eyes downcast on the tile floor trying hard not to lift her head up or sneak a peek at the bare pussy in front of her.

"No your not," Brittany smiled quickly, briefly breaking character. After spending a week up all night talking to Santana she knew the girl was far from ever being a freak, and didn't want to hear it come out of the women's mouth whether it was in a script, or whether it was just the Latina voicing her insecurities.

Santana was no freak in her eyes. She was a stunning woman, and even though she didn't have the body parts that were considered "normal" for her gender, her extra member just made her all the more beautiful in Brittany's eyes and anyone who said differently was just begging to get their asses kicked.

"Y-yes I am" Santana replied the conviction loud enough in her voice for Brittany's soul to hear. Both of them were slightly out of character now, showing their emotions when they should be getting to the sex, but since Rachel wasn't stopping them they continued their half-acting, half-real life scene.

"No your not!" Brittany hissed her eyes hard as steel wanting to make sure the Latina knew how serious she was about this topic. "You'll never be a freak. So stop saying you are" she added making sure the Latina knew that this was the end of the discussion.

"O-okay" Santana nodded tears brimming to her eyes. If she wasn't sure how she felt about the blonde before, she definitely knew now. There was obviously some connection going on between them. Something deep and passionate and it was very obvious, whether on set or backstage.

"You're not a freak" Brittany repeated slowly unbuttoning her own shirt. Sure Rachel let them get off script for a little while, but she was not going to let them change up the whole thing. "But I'm about to show you one" she winked, grinning as she slid onto the table and spread her legs wide.

"B-but y-you're my teacher" Santana recited trying hard to hide her smile as she stepped up to the blonde. She wanted nothing more to just plunge her throbbing member deep inside that gorgeous pussy and take both of them on a ride they would never forget, and then repeat it over and over again until they collapsed from exhaustion, but she knew she had to at least try and stick to the script.

"School is no longer in session" Brittany smiled, placing her hands on the Latina's tan hips and bringing her closer. She slid down a little on the desk to where the raven-haired girl's mushroom-tip was just a few centimeters away from her warm centre. "Now fuck me like the good student you are" she moaned pushing herself onto the woman's beautiful tip.

She was beyond horny, and judging by how hard Santana was, she knew the brunette was just as horny. They would probably need more time then just the scheduled hours to deal with this, which she didn't mind, especially if it meant she would actually be able to take the Latina back to her place where they could spend countless hours alone together, uninterrupted, with no script, no cameras, and no onlookers to distract them.

"O-oh god" Santana groaned as liquid heat surrounded her tip. She wanted to plunge herself inside the gorgeous blonde's wet centre as it surrounded her cock. She wanted to watch as she slipped in and out the blonde's tight cunt. She wanted to hear Brittany's loud moans of pleasure as she fucked her deeper and harder then she ever had before.

But before she could do anything other than enjoy the feel of her tip inside the women's hot tunnel; she and everyone else in the room froze when they heard a loud screaming wail.

"MY BUTTONS!"

AN: Sorry about the long update but I had some health complications that had to be dealt with over the past two weeks and its kind of hard updating while your parents are hovering over you in a hospital bed.

I hoped you guys enjoyed it and review even if you didn't.

I got this really great idea for the next scene after this one in the 'movie' but I wont tell you guys till the next update, but I will give you a hint.

HINT: Brittany gets probed.