This chapter is all Pezberry, enjoy.
Rachel insisted that I come over her house. I obliged mostly because I wanted to get the hell out of Heights for a little bit. I knew that the Royals were going to come after me, and I was ready for the backlash, I just didn't want this to go down now. Also, I wanted to talk to Rachel about the kiss last night. I mean was she okay with it? I know I wasn't. She should've pushed me off of her and told me to go fuck myself and stop treating her like I owned her.
"Is your dad home?" I asked when we pulled into her driveway and their was a Hybrid parked out front.
"No my dads are out having dinner." I didn't know if she meant that she had two dads, but she didn't look like she wanted to explain more. I decided that she told me this because she wanted to see how I would react to gay parents. It seemed to me like she wanted me to think that being gay was okay. I got the hint, and I was in agreement with her.
"Jesus this house is huge." I said looking around at the leather couches in Rachel's house. Her kitchen even had one of those islands in the middle. I'd never really been in a place like this. Rachel giggled and shrugged before she invited me into her kitchen. I sat down on a stool around the island and watched as Rachel began searching through her cupboards. "What are you doing? You don't need to make me anything." I assured her.
"Well maybe I'm hungry myself." She said playfully before grabbing some eggs, bacon, and toast. Yum, I hadn't had a breakfast like that in years. Rachel began cooking the eggs with her backside facing me. "You're drooling." I gulped loudly and diverted my gaze. What exactly did she mean by that? "Are you hungry? I can make you something." She offered.
"No I'm cool." Despite my rejection of the meal, Rachel made enough for two and she even gave me an extra slice of bacon. I dug into the meal like it was my last, and savored every last bite. God I would love to have Rachel cook every one of my meals. "Damn…this tastes so fucking good." I told her and she smirked before chewing her bacon slowly.
"Nice vocabulary you have there." I smiled even though I knew Rachel was making a criticism of my dirty language. "And you said you weren't hungry." I smiled and finished chewing my last bite.
"I lied." I said offering to clean the dishes but Rachel said that I could relax. "So are we going to talk about what happened last night?" I asked her.
"We did, you beat up those boys because of Blaine. And although I don't agree with the violence of the actions, I find revenge in the case of someone you really care about rather noble." Rachel cleaned the dishes and put them on the up. Rachel told me to come upstairs with her and I did, but something was churning in my stomach. "What sort of music do you like?" She asked me as she fumbled through her CD collection. "I've got everything." She said holding up one of Eminem's recent albums.
"You got any Queen?" I asked when I lay down on her bed without asking her if I could. Her bed was twice the size of mine and I noticed a small unicorn stuffed animal placed on one of her pillows. Rachel popped in a Queen CD and Under Pressure began playing. She took a seat on the bed next to me as she held on to her unicorn and sang the lyrics softly. "This thing is kinda weird." I said snatching the unicorn from Rachel's grips.
"Hey!" She said trying to reach for the unicorn. I put the stuffed animal in my left hand and held it far out of her reach. She tried to reach across my body but she ended up straddling my hips. When we both realized what was happening our eyes connected. "Oh…sorry…" Rachel was about to roll off my body I used my right hand to grab the fabric of her shirt gently so she couldn't move.
"Wait…we have to talk about the kiss yesterday." I told her speaking quietly.
"Why?" She said pulling her hand back from my wrist and sitting up further. She starred down at me and her eyes darkened.
"Well how did you feel about it?" I asked her.
"I…I don't know." I could feel her pulling away but I placed my hands gently on her waist to steady her.
"No you do know, I shouldn't have done that. It wasn't right, the way I touched you…I don't understand why you let me." I touched my hand gently to her neck grazing her purple bruises. "You weren't ready the first time I kissed you and you weren't ready yesterday."
"I let you touch me because I knew you wanted to relieve your stress. I didn't mind that you were so aggressive." She said pushing her hair back behind her ears sheepishly.
"You could've said no." I told her. She shrugged and I tugged on her shirt so that her lips were only inches away from mine. "Say no." I told her. Her eyes were still focused on mine and she didn't open her mouth. I pulled her closer so that she was essentially lying right on top of me. "Say no." I told her again before I brushed my lips against hers.
"I want this." She leaned down and pressed her lips firmly against mine. I still had my hand on her shirt but down I slipped my right hand under her shirt. I wanted to roll over so that I was on top but I didn't. I let her control things the way she wanted to. I slipped my tongue into her mouth loving the sweet taste of her lips and neck. God she was so sexy when she was trying to dominate me. Rachel grabbed both of my wrist and pressed my arms down above my head. Her lips went down my neck and she bit down gently on my earlobe.
"Fuck…" I moaned out when she pressed my arms down harder and began sucking on my pressure point. "You want to be in control?" I asked her as I began moving my thigh between her legs. I could feel the hot wetness from her center as grinded into her harder.
"I am in control." She said with a cocky smirk. I wasn't taking that. Within seconds I had her on her back and I had my hand between her legs. Thank god, she was wearing a skirt and thin panties. My left hand gripped her upper thigh and I sucked on her bottom lip.
"Don't fool yourself." I said. My pointer finger grazed her wet folds over her panties which elicited a moan from her lips. I pulled down her panties in one swift action and tossed them on the floor. I rubbed my thumb over her clit and sucked on her pulse point as she moaned loudly. "I want you to scream my name." I whispered in her ear. I continued rubbing her clit with my thumb and held my middle finger over her entrance slowly massaging her folds back and forth.
"Do it." She told me and I pressed my middle finger down against her entrance. I was a second away from entering her when we both heard a knock on her bedroom door. I jumped off her and Rachel pulled her skirt down to its normal position. Rachel's father walked into the room and as soon as he saw me his eyebrows furrowed.
"Rachel who is this?" He asked focusing his attention on his daughter. My eyes roamed to Rachel's panties, which were laid out in plain view on Rachel's comfy chair. Luckily Rachel's father was too focused on Rachel than to notice her panties or the aroma of arousal coming off both Rachel and I.
"This is Santana." Rachel said cheerfully.
"Hi Mr. Berry-." I stood and reached out my hand for him to shake which he did and a huge smile formed on his face.
"So this is the famous Santana my Rachel has been spending all her time with." He said eyeing me. I glanced over at Rachel who was busy trying to fix her hair. "It's a pleasure to finally meet you."
"You too sir." I said before I returned to my seat on Rachel's bed.
"Are you staying the night?" Rachel and I exchanged stiff glances. "I guess I'll leave you two to discuss that." Mr. Berry smirked before leaving the room. He made a big show out of leaving the door open before he went downstairs.
"You should stay." Rachel said.
"After what happened? I don't think that's a good idea. I'm gonna crash at Puck's for a few days, just to see how the Royals are going to retaliate." I explained to her. "Um…one more thing." I leaned in and kissed Rachel sweetly on the cheek. "I just want you to know that I'm not using you, I like you a lot…this means something to me. You mean something to me."