A/n: Hello everyone! How's it going?...That's good. Lol thanks for all of the review, favorite and following alerts. You guys are amazing. Please keep them coming.
I think you guys are going to really enjoy this chapter. Please let me know what you think. And to those who asked or is just wonder…my parents are not as big of jerks as Rachel's. They are a little head strong especially when they don't agree with some things I decide to do with my life. Rachel's are a exaggerated version of my parents. So don't fear for me lol
Amway…onto the story…
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Santana's not surprised when she wakes up alone. Rachel's an early riser, plus Santana did have a nice amount to drink the night before.
What does surprise her is the sight that greets her in the kitchen when she stumbles in. Rachel is standing over the stove in nothing but a t-shirt and a pair of Santana SpongeBob boxers, cracking eggs into a pan.
"What are you doing?" Santana tries to hold back a smile when Rachel jumps from the sound of her voice.
A startled Rachel turns around and glares at Santana, "That's not how you greet someone who gives you the best sex of your life and was nice enough to get up in make you breakfast."
Santana laughs and starts to close the distance between them. "Breakfast you say?"
"And sex." Rachel repeats as Santana presses her front against her back. "The best you ever had."
Santana just nods and kisses Rachel's neck. "Don't you have to work?" Santana ignores Rachel's boosting. Santana tells Rachel all the time about how she's the best in bed. No need to feed Rachel's big ego anymore this morning.
"Yeah, at one." Rachel moves out of Santana's arms so she can distribute the eggs off onto the plates she had sitting on the counter. "Can you give me a ride home after breakfast?" Santana just nods and accepts the plate filled with bacon, eggs and biscuits. "Go sit down. I'll bring you a glass of orange juice in a minute."
Five minutes later they are done eating and Rachel starts to get up to get ready to leave. "Hey."Santana slaps Rachel butt as she walks pass to go to the kitchen.
"Yeah," Rachel stops, turning around to face Santana.
"Breakfast was good." Santana starts. "Can I have a kiss?"
Rachel rolls her eyes but makes her way back over to Santana anyway. "Everything okay?" Santana says once they break the kiss.
She only asks because Rachel only cooks when she has too. And anytime Santana is around is never a time where she has too. So to wake up to her girlfriend making her breakfast is a little weird to her.
"Yeah." Rachel smiles and kisses Santana's left cheek. "I just wanted to make you breakfast."
Santana just hugs and kisses Rachel once more before letting the singer get up to grab her stuff.
"So…I'm going to my parent's house after work. Wanna come?"Rachel asks as they pull up outside of her apartment.
Santana just laughs with a shake of her head. "Good try though."
"Why not? You mind as well get it over with. You're going to have to sit down and have a meal with my parents eventually."Rachel argues.
Santana knew this was coming. Rachel wanted to talk about what happened at the graduation and the bar last night, but Santana was able to distract her with sex. Santana's actually surprised Rachel didn't bring it up during breakfast.
"Okay. But I don't want it to be tonight." Santana rolls her eyes when Rachel huffs and reaches for the door handle.
"Fine." Rachel mutters in leans over to peck Santana's lips. "I'll call you later."
"On your lunch break?"
"Maybe." Rachel shrugs. "Whenever I get the chance."
"Are you seriously mad at me?" Rachel doesn't answer. Instead she slips out of the car, slamming the door. "Hey!" Santana jumps out of the car and is able to grab Rachel's elbow before she gets into her apartment building. "Get out of your feelings." Santana says it only because she knows Rachel hates when she says that. Santana uses that line anytime they are having a disagreement.
"Right after you get out of yours." Santana sighs when Rachel crosses her arms across her chest.
"You are so annoying."
"You're frustrating." Rachel fires back.
"Okay." Santana shrugs. "But I'm still not going to dinner with you."
They just stand there in front of Rachel building, staring at each other before Rachel shakes her head. "I'll call you later."
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"And you said no?"
Santana has been over Quinn's house ever since she dropped Rachel off at home. She decided to go over there and play with Beth. For the most part it has helped her keep her mind off of her argument with Rachel.
But then it was time for Beth to take a bath and climb into bed and she was left alone with her thoughts because Quinn had still been gone to pick up a few groceries. But now the blonde is back and Santana finds herself telling her best friend all about what happened this morning with her girlfriend.
"Yeah." Santana nods. "Her parents are crazy and I just…"
"What?" Quinn probes. She can tell that it's something that Santana is not telling her.
"I…they make me nervous." Santana admits quietly.
If you would have told Santana that almost a year ago, that she would meet some random woman in a night club, start randomly hooking up with her, and then somehow fall in love with said woman, Santana would have slapped you.
Because Santana Lopez doesn't do love
Are at least she didn't.
All of her past relationships never made it to the love stage. There was one time when she was in deep like with a girl. But it never moved past the like stage. It was like something was holding Santana back from fully giving herself to another person.
Maybe she just hadn't met the right person or fear of giving that part of herself away.
Who knows?
All Santana knows now is that Rachel Berry has her under some kind of spell.
And the thought of sitting down to dinner with Rachel's parents and having them judge her was scary. Santana never really had a relationship were she felt that meeting the parents was a big deal. And that was because she mostly knew that the relationship wasn't going to go far. But that's not the case with Rachel.
Santana wants their relationship to go far and even though Rachel doesn't have the best relationship with her parents, they still have a great influence on her life. Santana doesn't want this one dinner to change her relationship with Rachel.
"San…" Quinn breaths out. Quinn knows that this is a big deal for Santana. She's never seen her best friend so involved with someone. And to make this step is a big deal for her. "You have nothing to be worried about. You're amazing. You have a great career, you're smart, and you treat their daughter like she's your fucking everything." Quinn smiles. "Rachel loves you and I don't see that changing anytime soon."
"Yeah?"
Quinn rolls her eyes and lightly slaps Santana knee. "Plus…Rachel probably was just as nervous to meet me. But she did it anyway. She did it for you."
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Rachel's phone starts to vibrate in her pocket while she's in the middle of listening to her dad and sister, argue over some article that was in the news paper a few days ago. At first she just ignored it because she figured it couldn't be anything that couldn't wait until after breakfast. It's not like Santana is calling because her girlfriend is usually on her way to work at this time in the morning.
"Excuse me." Rachel says pushing away from the table when her phone starts vibrating for the third time. She quickly walks into the living room, pulling out her phone along the way. She frowns when she sees Santana number. Maybe something is wrong if Santana is calling so much.
"Are you okay? What's wrong?" Rachel rushes out as soon as Santana answers her call.
"Nothing." Rachel closes her eyes and releases a breathe of relief. "Um…I was wondering if it was too late for me to join this morning. I mean, I bought donuts."
"What?" Rachel thinks she's hearing things.
Rachel was sure she was hearing things. There is no way that Santana just asked to come over to her parent's house for breakfast. Yesterday Santana had refused to even speak about anything related to Rachel's parents. Now she's buying them donuts and asking to come over.
Ugh this girl.
"I'm a few blocks away, but I can turn around if you want."
"No." Rachel rushes out. "I'll meet you on the porch."
Rachel hangs up and quickly walks back into the dining room. "Santana's here." Rachel blurts out. Everyone turns to look at Rachel, trying to see if the brunette is behind her. "Well…she's not here yet but…she should be pulling up. Is it okay if she joins us for breakfast?"
"Of course. I'll make her a plate." Rachel smiles as her mom gets up from the table. She looks to her dad who just shrugs.
"Please behave." She pleads before turning to go wait on the front porch for Santana.
Santana is half way up the drive way when Rachel steps out onto the porch. "Morning babe." Santana smiles when she's standing in front of Rachel.
Rachel just stares at Santana. Up until ten minutes ago, Rachel was so pissed at the woman standing in front of her. Since they've been together Rachel has never been that angry and disappointed with Santana.
Usually she gets that Santana needs to ease into certain things. Like meeting Marley or letting her meet Quinn and Beth but damn that. It's been almost of year and they exchange the words 'I love you' at least a few times a day; Rachel can't see why Santana has any reason to use caution anymore. Obviously Rachel is all in. She wants this relationship and it just sucks that even now she's never one hundred percent sure that Santana feels the same.
"Rach?" Santana waves a hand in front of her face. "You okay?"
"Yeah." Rachel slowly nods and reaches for Santana. She grabs the girl's shirt, pulling her forward. "What are you doing here?" She asks before giving Santana a few quick pecks on the lips.
"I came to apologize." Santana starts while taking a step back. "I was a real jerk yesterday and I'm sorry." Rachel can see that Santana's nervous and a little unsure of herself but she loves her for trying.
"Baby…" Rachel sighs. "I don't want to push you. You don't have t…"
"Stop." Santana throws a hand up. "Let's just go in."
Everyone is quiet the first few minutes after Santana greets Rachel's parents and says hello to Marley. Shelby thanks Santana for bringing donuts and everyone digs back into the little breakfast Rachel's mom has made.
"Hey, San?" Santana looks across the table to Marley. "How's that house on Turner Street coming along? I know you was dreading working on the bathroom."
Gosh does Rachel love her sister. Marley knows how Santana has no problem talking about work and she uses that to help ease Santana into a conversation that their parents can join.
"Oh you are an Architect, right?"
"Yes sir." Santana nods. "I'm in the middle of starting a big contract right now. We were supposed to start a few weeks back but the owners had some things come up." Santana informs Kevin and then direct her next few sentences in Marley's direction. "It's the house on Turner Street actually. And yeah I'm not a fan of their present upstairs bathroom. It's had some previous work done to it and the way its sit up is going to make things a little difficult."
"I'm sure that you and your team will figure it out." Rachel smiles at Santana, reaching over to rub her back, hoping it relaxes her. "You guys always do an amazing job."
"What school did you attend for that?" Shelby inquires. Santana goes on to tell them about the college she went to and how she loved it. "See Rachel? College is not so bad."
"Mom." Rachel sighs because she knows where this conversation is going. Some place she doesn't wish to follow, especially with Santana here.
"What do you think about Rachel's band?" Kevin pushes his plate further onto the table, an indication that he is done with his breakfast and ready to start grilling Santana. "Do you play music in your spear time too?"
"Um…no. I don't sing or um anything." Santana swallows. "Rachel's band is amazing. They sound really good and Rachel and the guys write really great songs." Santana looks over at Rachel and is glad to see her girlfriend grinning back.
"Hmmm...You guys met at a bar. Correct?"Rachel frowns at her dad because she's never told her parents about how she met Santana. She looks across the table but Marley is quick to shake her head in the negative. Rachel's surprised the girl sat on that information. Usually Marley is terrible with keeping secrets.
"How did you know that?" Rachel cuts off any response Santana had.
"Easy." This time it's Shelby who pulls out the not so nice comments about Rachel's lifestyle, "Every girl you've dated besides Amanda, you have either met at that ridiculous little music store you work for or at some night club your bands played at."
"Yeah, those are the only two places you spend your time at." Her dad adds. "Well…I guess now your spending some of that time with this nice young lady." He smiles at Santana.
"Not true Ma." Marley joins the conversation. "She met Ashley at a grocery store."
"Um…" Rachel glares across the table at her sister before looking over at her uncomfortable girlfriend.
"It's okay." Rachel slides her hand under the table and pats Santana's bouncing knee. "Dad can you stop? Santana came over here so you guys can get to know each other. Not so you can just make her uncomfortable."
Kevin sighs. "I'm sorry Santana." He starts. "You seem to have a good head on your shoulders and dating someone like you is probably the only good decision Rachel has made in a while."
"Dad." Rachel starts as the same time her mom says her dad's name.
"What?" Kevin looks confused like he doesn't know the weight of his words. "Rachel lights up anytime Santana's name is mentioned and she spent months ditching our weekly dinners just to be with this girl." He carelessly waves a hand in Santana's direction. "And that's fine because Santana seems to be doing well for herself and making our daughter happy." Kevin takes his eyes off of his wife and then directs them to his oldest daughter. "I just don't see why you continue to waste your time with this music crap."
The table goes silent as Rachel and her father have a staring contest.
"We're leaving." Rachel announces as she breaks eye contact with her dad. "Come on." Rachel taps Santana's shoulder as she stands.
"Rachel, hunny…" Her mom follows them out into the living room, Marley a few feet behind her. "Don't listen to him. He's just scared about this tour thing." Her mom tries to do damage control.
"Don't lie for him mom." Rachel throws on her jacket. "Don't lie to yourself. You guys take every opportunity you can to tell me how much you hate my band."
"Rachel."Shelby shakes her head. "You're so much better than that life."
"With or without a college degree." Kevin pops up next to Marley who is leaning against the doorway, eating a donut. "I'm sure there is something else you can do."
"Never." Rachel shakes her head and grabs Santana's hand to begin to lead them away but Santana doesn't move when she tries to tug her towards the door.
"Rachel's amazing." Santana couldn't keep being quiet while they attacked her girlfriend.
"San." Rachel says softly.
"No." Santana squeezes Rachel's hand. She no longer cares if they judge her, think she's good for Rachel or not. All she knows is that she loves Rachel and she hates that her girl is nearly in tears because her parents can't seem to get over their own failures in life. "Rachel wasn't singing that night we met." Santana continues into the silent room. "She was just some beautiful girl I came across one night at a night club. And then one night I got lucky when she agreed to let me spend time with her." Santana doesn't think it's important for them to know that that time was spent in each other's bed. That would just be awkward, right? "And the more time I spent with her…she became more than just a beautiful girl I met at a night club. I found out that not only is she beautiful but funny, smart, caring….passionate. The first time I saw her perform with her band…" Santana sucks in a breath and shakes her head with a smile on her face. "Rachel's amazing." Santana looks over at Rachel. "Your daughter is amazing and passionate." Santana wipes a tear off of Rachel's cheek. "And emotional." Rachel unleashes a teary chuckle. "And you should support her passion no matter what." Santana turns back to Shelby and Kevin who is just staring at Rachel and Santana. "I know I do."
Rachel feels like her heart is going to beat out of her chest. If she didn't love Santana already…
"Baby." Rachel squeezes Santana's hand after a few minutes go by in silence. "Let's go." Rachel pulls the front door open.
"Bye San." Marley moves pass her shocked parents and to the door. "Call me later Rach."
"Okay." Rachel looks over Marley's shoulder at her parents. Kevin is looking down but Shelby is looking right back at Rachel. Rachel waves.
"I'll call you later." Shelby says with a weak smile and nod in Rachel's direction.
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"Fuck." Santana cries out when Rachel pushes two fingers back into her.
"You are so fucking sexy." Rachel then brushes her tongue across Santana's swollen clit. "Your words…"Lets her tongue start to work Santana's clit.
"Damn babe…"
Rachel attacked Santana as soon as they got into her house. Rachel led them to the bedroom and demand that Santana took off all her clothes and let Rachel have her.
"Taste so good." Rachel mumbles as she removes her fingers from Santana's tight hole. She replaces her fingers with her tongue.
"Shit Rach….babe I'm so close…" Santana grabs a handful of Rachel's hair, back arching off of the bed every time Rachel's tongue moves in and out of her wet pussy.
"Do it baby." Rachel encourages. "Cum all over my face. Cum for me."
"Fuck fuck fuck…"Santana cries out into the room. Rachel smiles as she licks up the juices flowing out of her girlfriend. "Get up here." Rachel crawls up Santana's body and crashes their lips together. "Uh…" Santana moans when the tip of the dildo Rachel is wearing, brushes against her thigh.
"I love you." Rachel mumbles against Santana's lips. "I'm so fucking in love with you Santana Lopez."
Santana laughs and pulls Rachel hair a little. "I love you too." Santana moves her free hand to Rachel chest, pulling on a hard nipple. "I love your chest too."
Rachel rolls her eyes and starts to work on Santana's neck. She licks and bits down on every piece of skin available to her.
"Mmmmm…fuck babe." Santana moans when Rachel's mouth moves down to latch onto her breast, pulling a nipple into her mouth. Santana moves her hand from Rachel's hair, down to her crotch. She grabs the fake cock and starts to stroke it, making sure to push it back into Rachel. She loves the little noises Rachel makes every time the toy pushes back into her.
"You like how hard I am for you, San?" Rachel rolls her eyes when Santana lightly laughs. "Santana." Rachel pulls her face away from the nipple her tongue was playing with.
"I'm sorry." Santana says with a smile. "I love it. How har…" Santana can't even keep a straight face before another chuckle escapes her mouth.
Santana's more of a giver than a receiver. Santana only lets Rachel take control every now and then, saying that she loves making Rachel come. Santana is always the one fucking Rachel with the strap on. And even then Santana likes to pretend that the dildo is just a larger version of her clit. And that it's actually her going deep inside Rachel. Not a toy. So Rachel is not understand why Santana thinks it's funny that Rachel is acting like she has a cock and is actually hard right now. Damn girl need to respect her fantasy.
"Rach…" Santana reaches for Rachel when the singer sits back. "I'm sorry."
"Promise to stop with the jokes." Rachel stares down at her naked girlfriend.
Santana sits up and grabs Rachel hands. "Promise. Come here." Santana grabs the fake cock and pulls Rachel forward with it.
"Are you going to wet it for me?" Rachel teases. She thrust her hips forward a little.
"Sure." Santana starts to reach down to gather some of her juices before Rachel's voice interrupt her.
"No." Rachel grabs Santana's wrist. "Use your mouth." Rachel says with a straight face.
Santana frowns. "That better be a joke." Santana is a lesbian through and through. She doesn't even want to think about sucking anyone's cock, even her girlfriends fake one.
"You know I'm just joking." Rachel says when Santana's frown deepens. She knows Santana would never do that. Maybe if they were married, even than it would be after years and years of marriage.
"No more talking." Santana smiles and pulls Rachel forward. They fall back onto the bed with Rachel straddling Santana's stomach. "Uh...shit." Santana moans when Rachel sticks a single digit into her wet hole.
"Mmmm….I can't wait." Rachel brings her hand up to her mouth in sucks on the finger that was just inside of Santana.
They share a few more gropes and kisses before Rachel scoots back. She moves so she's kneeling between Santana's spread legs. "Fuck baby…you're so wet." Rachel licks her hand and then reaches down to stroke the fake cock.
"Put it in." Santana reaches down to rub her aching clit. "Now Rachel."
Rachel moans in leans forward to rub the cock against Santana's pussy lips. "You want me?"
"Badly." Santana nods. "Put it in."
Rachel swats Santana hand away and moves the cock head to rub against the girl's entrance. Rachel grins when Santana groans and pushes up.
"Look at that." Rachel eyes are glued to their privates. She can't take her eyes off of the cock that is now sinking it Santana's sex. "Take it San."
"Ooooh…oh…" Santana grabs onto one of Rachel's shoulder while her other hand pushes against Rachel's stomach, right above the strap of the harness.
"Uh…so tight." Rachel starts to slowly move in and out of Santana. "Just for me right?"
Rachel watches Santana's face go from a slight painful look to pleasure. "All yours." Santana whispers and grabs Rachel to pull her down for a kiss. Rachel lies between Santana's open legs with both of Santana's hands gripping her ass.
Rachel buries her face into Santana's neck and starts to pound into her. Rachel loves the way Santana is squeezing her ass and moaning loud enough for the neighbors to hear. "Good?" Rachel laughs.
"Shut up." Santana has her eyes closed and her legs locked around Rachel. Santana's only been fucked with a strap on a handful of times. So having a cock in her is always something she has to get used to. "Baby…" Santana moans when Rachel pushes up onto her forearms so she can watch Santana's face every time she thrust into her. "Fuck Rachel!" Santana cries out after a hard thrust.
"You close baby?" Rachel asks. She puts all of her weight onto one arm so she can reach down and play with Santana's clit. "This feels so good." Rachel loves the little piece that pushes back into her every time she pushes into Santana.
"I'm close." Santana cries. Rachel doubles her efforts and in no time they both are moaning and crying out as they come undone.
"Fuck." Rachel pushes into Santana a few more times. She almost faints at the amount of juices that come out of Santana when she pulls out the fake cock.
"Damn baby." Santana reaches down to rub herself. "I think I'm going to be sore."
"Sorry." Rachel kisses Santana's neck then her lips. "Thank you."
Santana doesn't do anything but laugh.
"Shut up and take that thing off."
TBC