A/N: I swear to Merlin, there was a conspiracy to keep me from writing this chapter. Every time I got settled in to start writing, something would happen. Friday I got a late night call (I ended up hurting my knee, so that suuuuucked), Saturday I wasn't even home and by the time I was, I was too tired to do anything, Sunday I had to clean the house and rearrange the living room, Monday I had NO POWER FOR TWELVE (12) FREAKING HOURS, so I wasn't home again and then just pure exhaustion. I am terribly sorry :(
Hopefully the sexy times in this chapter make up for it :) On a side note, do you know how much porn I had to watch to get this chapter right? (This is a total lie, I don't even own any porn, lol)
Rachel laughed as Sam deposited her on her bed, both him and Noah slipping in beside her. She sat up, resisting their arms, tugging her to lie back down.
"No, wait, we need to talk first," she said, moving to sit at the end of the bed. Groaning, the guys sat up, leaning back against her headboard.
"About what?" Sam asked.
Rachel's hands twisted nervously as she looked down, biting her lip. Noah stilled her hands, making her look at him. "What's wrong, babe?"
She took a deep breath, staring at a spot over their heads. "Please don't be mad, but I'm just a little, okay, well, a lot, uncomfortable with this arrangement." She held up her hand, not allowing them to talk as she plunged on. "Don't get me wrong, I care about you both and I want this to work, but, uh, the touching, both of you at the same time, scares me a little bit. Not because I'm afraid you'll hurt me, but because this is all happening so fast and I want this, I really do, but I'm nervous and scared and I don't want to lose either of you. I'm trying to come to grips with this but it's proving to be a bit more difficult than I originally thought, simply because it's not every day that a girl like me ends up dating the two hottest guys in school. I guess that's more of the issue than anything, but I really care about both of you and, oh my goodness, I'm rambling." She sat back, burying her face in her knees as she felt the flush of embarrassment creep up.
One of them snickered and her head shot up, her eyes narrowed into slits as she glared at them, which only set them off to laughing. Rachel started to get off the bed but Sam pulled her back between them.
"We're not laughing at you, baby," he murmured in her ear. "We're laughing at the fact that we're dumbasses for not thinking of your feelings sooner." He nuzzled her hair as Noah added, "We'll take this as slow as you want. You'll be setting the pace for this relationship, we promise."
"Really?" Honestly, her voice didn't squeak when she said that…
"Really, really," Sam said. Rachel couldn't help it, she laughed and launched herself at them, kissing each guy sweetly before snuggling between the two of them.
"I can't believe you guys are being so awesome about this," she murmured. She felt Noah get off the bed and sat up, concerned, but he just knelt down and rummaged in his backpack for a moment before standing with a shit-eating grin. Sam managed to distract her long enough that she couldn't see what he grabbed, too busy zoning out a bit as the blond sucked on that spot on her neck, effectively turning her brain to mush. She dimly registered Noah climbing into the bed again, one hand snaking over her hips before tugging on Sam's jeans, pulling the two of them closer to him.
"We got you a little something," Noah murmured in her ear as Sam released her lips. Her brain still pretty much mush, Rachel just panted, blinking at them.
"Don't you want to know what it is?" Sam nudged.
"What?"
"Your present," Noah snickered.
"Oh, uh, sure."
Sam reached across her to grab the mysterious gift and together they held it up. It was a grey shirt in her size with TEAM PUCKLEVANBERRY on the front in big, bold letters and on the back was both of their jersey numbers with WMHS in their school colors. Rachel sat up, excitement coursing through her veins.
"Where did you get this?" she asked, touching the shirt gently, tracing the letters of Pucklevanberry.
"That shirt shop in town," Sam said.
"After you agreed to date us, we decided to get you something special," Noah added.
"And we were thinking about how the guys give their girls their extra jersey to wear and since you can't wear both of ours at once," Sam continued.
"We wanted to get you something that would show everyone that you were our girl," Noah finished.
Tears prickled her eyes and she beamed at them happily. "This is the best gift I have ever gotten, thank you both so much!" Rachel kissed first Sam, then Noah, before sitting back happily, touching the shirt wonderingly. "I can't believe you guys did this for me."
"We love you," they said simply (and at the same time). Rachel moved away and turned to look at them.
"Really?" Damn it, where is her impressive vocabulary today? The guys just nodded, Sam smiling gently and Noah smirking. "I love you both, too," she whispered. She considered it for a moment, glancing at them through her lashes. "I know it appears odd that I've changed my mind so quickly, but I've decided that we should proceed with the next step in our relationship." Ah, there it was…
Noah sat up a little straighter. "Are you sure, babe? 'Cause you know we don't mind waiting."
"And we didn't get the shirt or tell you we love you just so you would take that next step," Sam added.
Rachel smiled up at them. "Yes, I know, and that's why I want to take this next step." She moved up the bed and straddled Noah, capturing his lips roughly. Sam reaches over, his hands skimming her sides as he settled behind her. She moaned as Noah slipped his hands under her shirt, cupping her breasts and tweaking her nipples while Sam began pressing kisses to her back. The blond bracketed her hips, his fingers digging into her as he ground against her centre.
She shuddered as Sam unzipped her skirt and slowly slid it down with her knickers. They caught at her knees and he gently lifted her legs, one after another the other, sliding the small scraps of cloth the rest of the way down. Rachel sat up so Noah could pull her shirt off and Sam captured her lips in a kiss while Noah leaned in, placing a chaste kiss on one of her nipples before sucking it into his mouth. Fingers (whose, she wasn't sure) plucked at the other while a hand travelled down her stomach, cupping her mound before delving into her folds.
Rachel mewled into Sam's mouth, one hand snaking through Noah's 'hawk, holding him firmly in place. She managed to wrench her mouth away from Sam's long enough to growl, "You both have too many clothes on." Puck smirked against skin and released her nipple with a pop, causing her to shudder slightly. The blond made a noise as he kissed down her neck onto her shoulder.
"Noah, I think Sam needs help getting his clothes off, don't you?" Rachel whispered breathlessly.
"I think you're right, Rach." After kissing her once, he pulled her off, setting her next to him on the bed. He leaned in, carding his fingers through Sam's hair and kissing him deeply. Rachel watched as Puck's hand slipped under the blonds' shirt, rubbing slow circles on his abs, and wondered at how much watching the two of them make out turned her on. The thought was out of her head almost as soon as it came along as Sam's shirt joined hers on the floor and the darker boy trailed kisses down to Sam's nipples, drawing one into his mouth while his nails lightly raked down his defined chest, catching the other nipple.
"Fuck," Sam hissed, his hands resting on Noah's shoulders, clenching tightly.
"You like that?" he asked, glancing over at Rachel, who was breathing erratically, entranced. "Rachel likes that, Sam. Tell us."
"I like it," the blond moaned. He looked down at Puck. "Your turn." Somehow he got Puck to release him and Sam pulled the brunette's shirt off before pushing him until he was lying down. Sam reached over and kissed Rachel roughly, placing one of her tiny hands on Noah's chest. She followed his cue and leaned over to gently bite the expanse of dark skin before soothing it with her tongue. Satisfied, and really turned on, Sam leaned around Rachel to kiss Puck once more before trailing open mouth kisses down his chest, fumbling with Puck's pants only a little. Finally, he released the other man's cock, smirking as Noah groaned when Sam began working his hand over him.
"Fuck, fuckfuckfuck."
"You like that?" Sam taunted, his pace torturous. Puck only moaned, one hand on Rachel's head while the other grabbed at the bed sheets. The girl started kissing her way down until she was working on Sam's pants.
"These have to come off, both of you," she told them. Neither missed the command in her voice and were only too happy to comply. Sam helped Noah out of his jeans before he slid out of his. Rachel settled until her mouth was hovering over Noah's cock, one hand on the bedspread while she fisted him slowly. She looked over her shoulder at Sam.
"Care to join us, cowboy?" she asked him breathlessly, wiggling her bottom slightly.
"Fuck, yes," he breathed. Noah reached into the drawer next to the bed and pulled out a condom, tossing it to him. Sam quickly tore the package with his teeth before rolling it down his length, giving himself a few test strokes before moving into position behind Rachel. He could see her juices coating her outer lips and he pressed a finger into her, feeling how tight and hot and wet she was, before he grabbed her hips and aligned himself with her, pausing. "Are you sure," Sam asked one last time.
"Yes," Rachel moaned, thrusting back slightly, anxious for him to be inside her. Watching as she leaned down, taking Puck into her mouth, proved to be his undoing and he slid into her easily and they groaned simultaneously as Sam filled Rachel and the brunette took Noah deep in her throat. One dainty hand reached up, cupping his balls as Sam began slowly thrusting.
A rhythm was quickly being set, with Noah fucking her mouth, both hands in her hair, controlling her head as Sam held her hips, swirling his cock inside her before pulling almost completely out and thrusting back in roughly. She moaned around Noah's cock, resulting in his hand tightening almost painfully on her scalp. Smirking, she took him in completely, swallowing around his cock.
"Jesus, fuck, Rach, don't do that," Noah yelped, loosening his hold on her hair. Smiling around him, she pulled back, swirling her tongue around his head as Sam reached beneath her, his fingers tweaking her clit. She thrust back against him, releasing Noah as she moaned, one of her hands replacing her mouth, working over his shaft as Rachel panted.
"You're so fucking sexy," Sam muttered, bending over her to kiss her shoulder as he continued to piston into her.
"So beautiful," Noah added, lifting her face towards him and stroking her cheek. Rachel could only moan, her eyes fluttering shut and her hand faltering as she lost herself to the tide of emotions coursing through her. She brought her mouth back to his cock, sucking on the head while her hand worked his shaft. Rachel moaned; she was right there. Sam began thrusting faster, his rhythm off as he approached his climax and Rachel took Noah deep in her throat once again and swallowed around him before moaning as her climax hit her.
Puck grunted as he came, watching as a glassy-eyed Rachel swallowed his cum automatically. Sam followed them with a small cry. He managed to avoid collapsing on Rachel, instead pulling her with him as he fell onto the bed next to Noah. He pulled the condom off and threw it in the trashcan next to the bed. They all just lay there for several minutes, trying to catch their breath.
"Guys?" Rachel murmured, her eyes half closed. Both made a noise to show they were listening. "We need to decided when we're going to talk to your parents."
Sam threw an arm over her waist and kissed her shoulder. "Sleep," he whispered. Rachel sighed, her eyes already closed. Noah tucked her head onto his chest, his hand sliding under Sam's head and playing with the blond locks. "Will you set an alarm?" Sam asked sleepily.
"Already done. Sleep."
888
Defying Gravity rang out loudly, jolting Rachel awake. She fumbled for a moment, confused by the slowly darkening room. Finally she reached over Sam and grabbed her phone off the table.
"Hello?" she said, using that voice where you pretend you weren't just asleep.
"Hey, pumpkin," her daddy chirped. "Your dad and I had to work late, so we're just going to go to dinner. We're probably going to be out late, so if you want, you can order some takeaway for you and the boys."
"Oh, okay, we will. Thanks, Daddy."
"You're welcome. Dad and I love you."
"Love you both. Bye."
"Bye." Rachel hung up her phone and tossed it on the floor before flopping back down. A hand snaked up her waist, cupping her breast and plucking at the nipple.
"Stop," she whinged, tugging at the questing hand only to have another pair trailed up her waist. Her stomach growled loudly.
"Time for foods," Noah said. "When are the daddies Berry going to be home?"
"Actually, that's what the phone call was from Daddy. He said they were going to go out to dinner and that we were to order some takeaway for dinner." She sat up, effectively dislodging the wandering hands, and moved to crawl off the bed and received two slaps on her arse for her troubles. Rachel turned and glared playfully at them. "Just for that, I am going to choose where we order from," she told them primly, darting off the bed and running to her closet, giggling madly. When she left the closet, dressed in a pair of tiny shorts and a camisole and both guys had thrown on their pants, leaving their chests deliciously bare.
Rachel paused for a moment, enjoying the view, before bouncing to grab her phone from the table behind Sam. She slapped his arse for good measure, running out of the room before he could retaliate or Noah could catch her. They followed her down the stairs and found her in the kitchen holding a white paper in her hand.
"Chinese food tonight!" she exclaimed happily, handing them the paper. Sam frowned, thinking of his strict diet, but quickly decided that he could just add an extra hour to his workout tomorrow to make up for it and grabbed the paper. Rachel was already dialing the number, happily chatting to whoever was on the other line. The guys quickly relayed their orders to her and she hung up, saying, "They'll be here in twenty minutes. I think we should make a night out of it and watch a movie, how does that sound?"
Noah looked at her suspiciously. "What movie?"
"Well, Dad just bought Despicable Me and I have wanted to re-watch it for awhile now. Is that okay?" Rachel suddenly looked nervous, glancing at them through her lashes.
"Awesome, that movie is funny," Sam said, grinning and pulling her to him for a kiss. "Where is it, I'll go set it up."
"Its proper place is on the shelf in the den. All of our movies are alphabetized, so it should be relatively easy to find."
Sam glanced at Puck, who shrugged. "It's in the den under 'D,'" he told him. He clapped Sam on the shoulder. "Berry-speak gets easier." Sam laughed at that as Rachel slapped his chest.
"Neanderthal," she groused.
"Ah, you love it." Noah grinned at her as Sam went to hunt down the DVD.
Rachel sighed heavily. "I suppose, if I must…" She winked at him.
"You must." They laughed and headed to the living room, entering just as Sam walked in through the den.
"You guys have a massive DVD collection," he said, holding up the movie.
"Yes, we've been working on it for years, Dad is a big fan of movies," Rachel laughed, taking the offered movie and putting it in the player as the guys settled on the couch. She settled between them, propping her feet on Noah's lap and leaning against Sam. They had just gotten the movie started when the doorbell rang. Rachel jumped up excitedly, grabbing her purse from the table by the door as she opened the door.
Outside stood the delivery guy, holding two full bags. "Uh, eighteen sixty three," he stuttered, staring at the girls impossibly long legs.
Rachel smiled brightly at him and pulled out her wallet. She looked for a moment, pulling out a twenty before saying, "Hold on just a sec," and turning around. "Noah? Do you have a dollar?"
The kid at the door wasn't even paying attention, his eyes fixed on her arse as she leaned around the door. He heard muttering from another room and quickly glanced up as she looked back at him.
"Oh, here, I'll take the food," she said, leaning forward to take the bags from him and he totally saw down her shirt; no bra, score! He smirked, filing that away in his spank bank, before noticing the two guys standing behind her, glaring at him.
"Here." The girl was offering him the twenty and a dollar bill, a concerned smile on her face.
"Uh, th-thanks," he muttered, stepping back slowly as the girl grabbed the kid with the Mohawk, pulling him with her. The blond stayed in the doorway, waiting a moment before leaning outside and hissing, "If we ever catch you looking at our girl again, we will find you." He slammed the door closed and the delivery kid ran back to his car, checking himself as soon as he was far from the house. It was a close call but at least he hadn't wet himself.
Rachel looked up as Sam closed the door, a slight scowl on his handsome face, one that mirrored the one on Noah's face. "What's wrong?"
Sam smiled. "Nothing now; let's eat!" Rachel glanced at Noah, who also had a smile on his face now and she shrugged and pressed play on the movie. She missed the significant look Noah gave Sam and the nod Sam gave him in reply as she settled on the floor and opened her food container, digging in with gusto. They joined her, setting up the coffee table as their home base as they ate, talking over the movie and laughing at the good parts.
After the food was gone, they moved back up to the couch, Rachel once again curling up to Sam while Noah rubbed her feet.
"Guys, we need to decide when to tell your parents," Rachel said towards the end of the movie.
Sam sighed. "Well, my parents and I make sure we eat together at least once a week, so I can set it up anytime." He wasn't exactly excited to be telling his parents about his new relationships. Sure, they would be happy he was back with Rachel (they had loved her), but Puck? Well, Sam wasn't exactly sure how they were going to take the news. Besides, how would they tell them? 'Hey, Rachel and I are dating again, but I'm also dating someone else. Yeah, and it's a guy. I'm not quite as straight as you thought I was. Surprise!'* He could totally see that going over well.
"I checked with my mom and she said she's free on Wednesday," Puck was saying.
"Perfect! And Sam, what if we ate dinner with your parents' tomorrow evening?" Rachel looked up at him expectantly, her brown eyes soft as she waited for his answer.
"Sure, babe, anything." He smiled back, leaning in to kiss her. Rachel felt Noah remove her feet from his lap and start working his way up.
"Hey, kids, we're home," Gregory called, causing them to jump apart guiltily. Rachel sat up, smoothing out her hair as her dads walked into the living room.
"Hi, Dad, Daddy, how was your dinner?" she asked politely, pausing the movie as the credits scrolled down the screen.
"It was good. It's always nice to have some alone time," Gregory joked.
"How was your dinner?" Jake asked, tossing his keys in the bowl they kept on the table.
"It was delicious; we ordered Chinese food and watched Despicable Me."
Her dads looked like they knew the kids had been up to something, judging by the smirk on Jake's face, but they let it slide, Gregory instead asking, "Did you finish your homework, honey?"
"Yes, Dad, I finished in my free period this afternoon." Rachel smiled sweetly at him and you could almost see him melt to her will.
"Good job. Well, we're going to go to bed, say good night to your boyfriends," Jake said. Rachel jumped up and gave each of her dads a kiss before Jake dragged his husband up the stairs. She turned back to her boyfriends, still sprawled on the couch, and joined them, curling up in the middle.
"We can always sneak in your window," Noah murmured, lightly brushing her hair aside and trailing his fingers down her collarbone.
Her breath hitched and Sam added, "We could even stay the night." One of his hands carded in her hair, tilting her head up, forcing her to look at them. She moaned, her hands gripping their thighs.
"We can't, it's a school night," she whimpered. Sam brushed his lips lightly over her mouth, trailing up her cheeks and kissing each eyelid.
"Come on, babe," Noah whispered, his hand dipping lower to cup her breast.
"Good night, boys," Jake called down the stairs pointedly.
"And no sneaking in tonight," Gregory said.
"Damn," Sam pouted.
"The fuck, man?" Noah groaned.
Rachel stood up and held her hands out to the guys, offering them help up. "Come on, it's not like you won't see me tomorrow," she giggled. They stood (without her assistance, fuck you very much) and gathered her into their arms, showering her face with kisses. She wrapped her arms around their waists, tilting her head back so they could each kiss her properly before she ushered them to the door.
"I don't want my dads catching us," she told them as they picked up their bags. Noah walked out first, pulling her to him and giving her a long, lingering kiss and whispering good bye before heading to his truck. Sam grabbed her, holding her to him for a moment, just staring into her eyes, before pressing a kiss to the corner of her mouth, soft and slow.
"Good night, baby," he murmured. "I'll text you when Puck drops me off."
"Okay," she breathed. Sam released her and headed to the truck. Rachel watched as they drove off, closing the door only after she could no longer see the taillights. She threw away their food containers and turned off everything downstairs, remembering to set the alarm for the house before heading to her room. Her phone beeped just as she stepped into her room.
2 text messages
Love you
From: *Puckleberry*
Love you
From: *Evanberry*
Rachel smiled, falling into bed. Two guys that loved her; how did she get so lucky?
To: *Evanberry*; *Puckleberry*
I love you, too
*the last part of this thought was taken almost verbatim from LittleRedOne's last review. The line was too funny to pass up and I hope they don't mind if I borrowed it :)
A/N: Not even the promise of sandwiches from BiestesNiece appeased my muse, so I hope this read as good as I would like it to. This universe is full of firsts for me, so let me know if it's not living up to your standards!
Once again, if you have any suggestions of what you would like to read or if you have a quirky line you think could be inserted, I'm open to all ideas! Not all will get used, sadly, but I will try my best!
Thanks for reading, darlings :)