A/N: Hey guys, so this is my most unconventional story that is why I planned to just keep it short and sweet. This is my last threesome based fic and this is the last naughty chapter, there will be one more chapter that will have some good old fashioned Finchel smut (as well as a separate scene of Santana plus a mystery guest.) to see what happened to the trio after. I hope you liked it and stay tuned for the final chapter. Enjoy!
Sorry for those who wanted the last chapter to be the last threesome chapter. But this one is. :)
Reviews are love.
You make me feel so…
Santana hated Roswell without Rachel. It had been two long years since Rachel and Finn lived there. She hated working at Rachel's parents café without Rachel by her side. She hated going on dates without Rachel to go over all the details with. Hell, she hated not having the security of knowing that she would always have those arms to cry into when something went bad.
Santana missed Finn too. His big arms, his soft hands running through her hair and his sympathetic voice when something terrible happened.
She missed them with the good stuff too, like when a really funny movie came out, she went to see it with a new boy and she laughed and looked over to see if he was laughing too and instead he was texting. She suddenly wished it was Rachel on her side, laughing her loud annoying laugh and Finn other her other side doing his weird scrunched up nose thing he did. And she loved when they sat on either side of her because they would hold hands on her lap and sometimes Rachel's thumb would stray and then they would end up having car sex in the parking garage after a late movie.
She hadn't seen either of them since their wedding over Christmas break and even then it wasn't enough. Everything was so crazy.
So now, she was going to community college in Roswell, working at the Crashdown Café and hating her life.
When Noah Puckerman dumped her, it was the last straw.
"I'm sorry babe. But you don't even put out enough for it to be worth it." He told her, "Plus, your mind is always somewhere else. Also, you've said a girls name to me in bed." He said. "I don't know who this Rachel chick is, but it ain't me." He said with a huff and walked away, leaving her feeling numb.
Santana walked home from the café, a cloud over her head. When she got home she went straight to her fathers office with her hands on her hips, "Daddy." She said with a stiff head, "I'm moving to New York."
Santana's father shook his head, "No way." He shook his head, "Your relationship with your ex boyfriend and supposed friend is not healthy."
Santana shook her head, "No Daddy. Finn is not my ex, he's my friend." She argued, "I want to go for me. Not them. Please Daddy…" She looked at him from eye to eye and knew his answer, so she said it, "Or else I'll tell Mama about your stash of chocolate in the kitchen." She told him and when he didn't seem convinced she spoke again, "Or your box of naughty magazines in the basement."
As if by magic, Santana was on Finn and Rachel's doorstep within four days, her Louis Vuitton suitcase set in tow. She had the cab driver set her trunk down and chased him away with a hefty tip before knocking on the door.
"Are you expecting anyone?" She heard Rachel's muffled voice, "Are you sure because someone is at the door." She yelled again.
She giggled to herself as the door opened and Rachel's face went from seemingly irritated to shocked and then to utter excitement, "FINN!" She screamed as her feet jumped up and down.
Santana smiled smugly at her best friend and cocked her head, "Well? Gunna invite me in?"
Rachel launched herself into Santana's arms and she hugged her back, Finn ran to the door, probably assuming Rachel had died by the way she screamed his name and almost cried when he saw his friend. All three of them hugged in the hallway forever and Santana finally broke the hugs and happy tears, "Come on, Hud. Grab my stuff and let's go inside."
Finn grabbed her trunk and Santana grabbed her suitcase and Rachel insisted she carry Santana's purse. They set her up in the guest room and Santana worked up the nerve to ask, "So… I'm moving to New York." She murmured as Rachel fixed Santana a cub of Chai Tea. "And I thought that maybe I could-"
"Of course you can move in here." Finn cut her off, "It's not even a question."
Rachel nodded, "We've missed you so much." She beamed, "I can't wait for you to be living here. Are you going to go to school."
Santana shook her head, "I think I'll just get a job. Daddy is going to pay my rent."
Finn grinned wider, "Nice. That will help us a lot. We'll split it three ways."
Santana shook her head, "Not at all, let's split it two. I mean, you two are taking only one room and you know Daddy Lopez has cash to spare."
Finn tilted his head, "We couldn't."
"You COULD." Santana told him sternly, "Get off your high horse, Hud."
Rachel let out a tight laugh, "Yeah, Hud!" She teased.
Santana smiled at her two friends and reached her hand out to Finn's who took it willingly, "I've missed you. Both of you."
Rachel sat her tea in front of her before taking a seat comfortably on Santana's lap, "We've missed you too." She mumbled, "This year hasn't been the same without you." Rachel told her before hugging her tightly, Santana's face in Rachel's chest taking her all in.
That night they all took a silent vow to be good, kissing cheeks and foreheads but not taking it further than that, when it was time to turn in Finn kissed Santana goodnight on her lips and invited her to bed with them to snuggle and she declined.
But after a couple hours she found herself climbing in with them anyway, laying her head on Finn's bare chest to mirror Rachel's and kissing her lightly before drifting back to sleep, feeling like she was home.
The next couple of weeks were great, meeting all of Finn and Rachel's friends, including a saucy blonde that seemed very interested in her.
"Her name is Quinn and I heard she swings both ways." Rachel told her as they walked out of the bar after a girls night, "She had her eye on Finn until she realized I was with him. I don't share him with anyone but you." Rachel told Santana.
After another month Santana found that she spent most of her nights in her own room, crawling in with her best friends only if she had a bad dream or just didn't wanted to be alone, but not fooling around with them at all in order not to complicate the living situation.
It wasn't until Santana's third month living with them had she climbed in bed with them, resting her head on Finn's chest and kissing Rachel's plump and raw lips that she noticed that Rachel was naked. "Santana." Rachel breathed against her lips as they kissed, "We were just about to-"
"I can go."
"Don't." Rachel interjected quickly, kissing her lips furiously. "I miss you." She murmured and kissed her harshly, forcing her tongue into Santana's mouth.
"But, baby girl…"
"Mmmm." Rachel moaned back and Finn mirrored the sound, "I missed that."
Santana ran her hands through Rachel's hair as they kissed on top of Finn, Rachel's hands becoming greedy and pulling at her clothing.
Santana stripped willingly and Finn moaned her name as she watched, without a second thought, Santana kissed him, she kissed him with a passion that she hadn't kissed a boy with in a long time and she knew that Finn was the only guy she would ever kiss that way.
Santana loved being with them in this way, but knew that if she were ever with anyone alone, it would be a girl. She knew it. Santana began to crawl on top of him and as soon as she straddled him, he maneuvered her to be underneath him, kissing her harshly while he pinned down her arms.
She groaned passionately into his mouth as Rachel egged them on with a light moan and clapping from her spot on the bed. Finn sat up from Santana, her legs still wrapped around him and he pulled Rachel to his side to kiss her quickly before digging for a condom, when he found one he handed it to Rachel to put on him to which she did quickly then she kissed him again, her tongue entering his mouth. When they broke the kiss he mumbled that he loved her and she nodded with a grin before bringing her lips to Santana's as Finn entered her.
He knew immediately it had been a while since she had been with a man. Hell, he hadn't been with her since June of last year and that meant it had almost been a year. "You miss me?" He mumbled, "Us?" He asked as he thrust into her and Rachel broke their kiss to listen for the answer.
"So much." Santana mumbled before pulling Rachel back in for a kiss, "I love you guys." She murmured into Rachel's lips.
"We love you." Rachel whispered back.
Rachel left bite marks down her neck as Finn fucked her harshly and finaly brought her mouth to Santana's nipples, licking them and sucking them until Santana screamed harder then Rachel thought imaginable.
Finn tired eventually and fell to Santana's side with a frown, "I couldn't make you come." He frowned.
Santana shook her head, "No, you could. I just held off." Santana promised, running her hand up and down his face, "I want this to last." She told him before laying a kiss on his lips.
Rachel grinned and leaned over Santana to kiss Finn as well, "Don't feel bad, baby boy." She said in between sweet kisses, "We'll make her come soon." She promised before giggling at the butterfly kisses Santana supplied her on her chest, "If not a couple of times."
Finn grinned proudly at his wife and nodded, "You too?"
Rachel nodded, "Me too." She promised with another giggled against his lips.
Rachel adjusted herself to straddle the Latina so her favorite part of her body matched up to Santana's favorite of her own. She grinded on the taller girl as she lay naked underneath her, "God, I love your boobs, San." Rachel told her, "I don't think I've ever seen anything more perfect."
Santana shook her head, lust filling her eyes, "Have you looked in the mirror lately, baby girl. My boo has got it all."
Finn laid on his side, admiring his wife and his best friend as they grinded, feeling luckier than any guy in the world, "I'm so lucky." He whispered before kissing Santana's shoulder, "I've got two perfect women in my bed arguing about who is more perfect." He shook his head, "How did I get so lucky?"
Santana looked him up and down, "How did we get so lucky?" She asked looking up at Rachel, "Have you seen that dick of his, baby girl? Have you felt it lately? It's like heaven."
Rachel giggled at how crude she was, "I know." She nodded, "He feels amazing."
The three way kiss that had been perfected and re-perfected by the trio was found again moments later as they all kissed, Finn's hips thrusting against the girls and she grinded against each other.
All three of them begging for the friction. Santana and Finn's mouth were the last to come out of the kiss and Santana looked him in the eyes as their kiss broke, she bit her lip as she looked at him, "I forgot about that tongue." She said as if awaking from a long dream, "Rach, fuck your man." She told her and Rachel didn't need to think twice. She pushed Finn down and pulled off his condom and engulfed him inside of her, he moaned out.
"Oh God. Baby." He moaned, "Oh Rachel, you're so wet. Holy… Fuck… God."
Santana's lips were on his, silencing him and his hands found Santana's nipples as they kissed. Rachel used one hand to steady herself and another to rub her own sensitive nub as she watched her husbands lips attack her female lovers'.
"God Tany. Kiss him. Harder." She moaned as she bounced on her man. Santana broke the kiss and stood on her knees to kiss Rachel.
As she kissed Rachel, unbeknownst to her, she straddled Finn's face, making him lick her core. As he did, Santana brought her hand to Rachel's body, rubbing down her stomach and taking her hands place, seducing a squeal from her best friend who gripped her hands into Santana's hair.
Santana and Rachel came together as they kissed, whispering how much they loved each other into eachothers mouths.
"God I love you, baby girl."
"I love you, Tany."
"I love our Finn."
"He's ours."
"God. Baby."
"Finn. Tan. God."
"I. Love. You."
"Santana…"
Rachel and Santana collapsed off of Finn and curled into each others arms, kissing lightly and giggling, and after they giggled, they began to cry. After they cried they held each other and Rachel never felt more at piece.
But something was missing.
"Finn?" Rachel and Santana called in unison.
Finn turned over and put his arms around the girls, "Yes?" He grinned down at them, "I thought I would give you a second."
Rachel smiled up at him and beckoned him to her lips for a kiss. He kissed her lightly, and then kissed Santana's forehead, before spooning Santana who turned to him.
"You know, your wife and I can fix that hard on of yours." She told him with a smirk and Rachel nodded in agreement.
Almost against his will, as if he was complaining, they pushed him down and began to kiss down either side of his body, kissing his neck and down his chest, to his creases and on his inner thigh, mirroring each other, "God, baby's." He whispered in pleasure, "You're too good to me."
"You deserve it." Santana murmured to him as they looked at each other and smiled before diving in. They both kissed his head and then down his shaft before licking up it.
They worked his shaft, taking turns on taking his whole length in their mouths though Rachel could always take more of him in. After a while Santana let Rachel take all of him and she straddled just above his waist pushing her chest into his face, letting him suck and nibble on her as he moaned and writhed underneath her. When Finn finally came, only two word came out of his mouth as he spilled into Rachel's mouth, "My girls." He breathed and Santana's mouth met his after he said it, feeling the love and care that she had felt with Rachel just moments ago.
Finn kissed her passionately and when Rachel met their mouths Finn kissed her just as passionately. Pulling his wife into his side, wanting her closer then she could manage.
After all of Finn's aftershocks ended they collapsed down, Finn spooning his small wife, Santana snuggling onto Rachel's other side, both kissing her cheeks before drifting off to sleep.
When Rachel woke up the next day, she was still sandwiched between the two loves of her life and realized that nothing would ever feel so right as to be able to fuck her best friend and then go on to the next day and feel like nothing changed. How many times had they pulled such things off? At least a dozen, maybe two.
She tickled Santana's nipple to wake her up and Santana woke up suddenly, and slapped her friend playfully, "God, why do you do that?"
"What?"
"Make me feel so…" Santana thought for a moment and Rachel felt Finn's hands cross over her belly and down to Santana.
"Wet?" Finn answered her and Santana smacked him too.
"You guys are the worst."
"Are we now?" Rachel lifted her eyebrow and Santana stood up throwing her pillow at both of them.
"Go have regular married people sex. I've gotta shower before work." Santana laughed and walked out of the room.
Rachel and Finn laughed and hugged tightly before Santana ran back in the room and jumped on the bed playfully, still completely naked, "Oh! Guys!"
"What?" Finn and Rachel asked with a chuckle.
"Thanks for last night." Santana grinned widely before kissing them both softly and running back out of the room, giving them both a nice view of her perfect ass.
"God we have the best best friend." Rachel smirked at her husband.
Finn nodded, "I've got an even better wife, though." He mumbled into her lips before rolling over on top of her, "Now how about the boring old married people sex?" He asked her and she nodded with a giggle.
"I thought you'd never ask." Rachel said with a wink and pulled his lips to hers.
God. Why was everything so perfect?
