This chapter is a little longer than the last few but I had a lot I wanted to get through. Hope you enjoy :)
"So how much tequila did you put in that?" Santana asked with a smirk and a little nudge to Rachel's arm as she sipped her drink.
"Dear god, none" Rachel mumbled with a laugh "I had enough the other night. I think I still have a headache from it."
"You are literally the most light weight person I have ever met. You couldn't have had more than five or six drinks but you were sloshed."
"Look at me!" Rachel motioned to her very small stature "Five or six drinks fills like a quarter of my body."
Santana just chuckled, shaking her head as she took another drink "You were hysterical."
Rachel rolled her eyes, sipping from her cup as she looked over the crowd. There weren't a lot of people there, mostly because they didn't have a huge apartment and she didn't want a raucous party to break out, but there were enough there celebrating Rachel's return to the stage that she genuinely felt she had been missed.
"So what are you drinking?" Rachel asked after a moment, glancing back to Santana.
"Believe it or not, just coke. I have an early meeting in the morning and I don't want to feel like shit." Santana shrugged, taking another sip.
"Surprise, surprise. I thought you'd be liquoring yourself up and making inappropriate passes at everyone with boobs." Rachel teased, giving her friend a wink.
"If that were the case, you'd be out of the running" Santana quipped, returning the wink with a lot more over dramatic flair then need be.
"How rude" Rachel pointed, trying not to laugh "Just for that, you will never see them."
"Mmm, too late. Got a free peek the other night. I had to squint but they were there."
Rachel gasped and gave her friend a quick shove "I hate you! I literally want to kick your shin right now."
Santana chuckled behind a little smirk, leaning over to kiss Rachel's forehead "You love it. All's fair in booze and teasing."
Rachel rolled her eyes, sighing softly.
"I'm going for more coke. Need a refill?" Santana motioned to her cup.
Rachel quickly shook her head "I just got some, but thank you."
Santana nodded, giving a playful nudge with her hips as she walked past her friend and headed into the kitchen to refill her very boring drink.
Rachel turned back around to face the crowd. A soft smile came to her lips as her eyes scanned the room filled with all her best friends. Well most of them were friends. Some of them were friends of Ricky who had invited them. Not that she cared, really, as long as they were polite.
"Why are you standing here alone? Shouldn't you be the center of attention Miss triumphant return to the stage?" Sam stepped up near Rachel, giving a soft laugh as her arm wrapped around her.
"You know, I thought about demanding everyone's attention while I stand here and sip my coke, but I figured it was my first night back so I might want to wait at least a week before returning to my diva ways."
"Oh good plan. Use the fake humble pie routine until they let their guard down then turn into a raging bitch." Sam smirked, giving her friend a squeeze "Should I call you Julie jr.?"
Rachel turned and gave a glare so mean it could burn holes in a wall.
Sam saw this and gasped, laughing softly as she took a sip "Kidding! You really were away too long, you forgot how incredible my sense of humor is."
"Maybe I just don't find you as charming as I used to?" Rachel smirked, using a finger to jab at Sam's stomach "Maybe I was so blinded by the glitz and glamour of the show that I only now truly see how horrible you are?"
"Give me a break" Sam rolled her eyes, laughing out lightly "You love me. Especially when taking jabs at Julie Nickels."
"That is so true. That woman is horrible." Rachel mumbled, shaking her head as she drank from her cup again.
Sam nodded and lifted her hand in a cheers fashion before taking a sip, silently agreeing with Rachel. The two girls stared over their friends mingling in their living room for a few moments before Sam broke the silence again.
"Speaking of, where is Santana?"
Rachel shrugged "Getting a refill, I think."
Sam nodded and glanced back to Rachel "She's a good friend, you know?"
Rachel rolled her eyes at this "I've been trying to tell you that for like a month now."
"I know" Sam mumbled softly "But you know how protective I get! I see a fat man staring at my lunch and I growl, okay? You're my best friend, I had to keep the claws out and the teeth bore."
"I appreciate it" Rachel said softly "but I like that you are relaxing now, too. Makes me happy to know that you two can at least co-exist without fighting."
Sam shrugged, digging a cherry out of her cup and biting into it "As long as she doesn't hurt you."
"She can't" Rachel said softly "I mean, maybe she might upset me and we get in a fight, but you and I fight and we're still friends."
"You know what I meant, Rachel." Sam whispered softly, her eyes now on her friend "I've known you for nearly five years now. I know when you care about someone."
"I care about all my friends" Rachel said with another nonchalant shrug.
Sam rolled her eyes so hard it hurt. "I'm not an idiot."
Rachel shrugged and looked into her drink "I think she really cares about me and it makes it really hard not to find her at least a little bit attractive, both physically and personality wise."
"Obviously." Sam mumbled and looked into her cup as well. She was quiet for a few minutes, swirling that last little bit of liquid around at the bottom of her cup before she looked up at her friend and asked softly "You two haven't, you know, done the naked lady dance together have you?"
Rachel perked an eyebrow at her friend "Lesbians call it sex, too."
"I know" Sam sighed, laughing softly to herself "I was trying to be polite. I didn't want to ask if you'd fucked yet. That seems so…."
"Crude?" Rachel butt in.
"So not something Rachel Berry would ever admit to doing. So I thought if I put it in nicer terms she might confess."
"You're an idiot" Rachel said with a shake of her head "And no, we haven't." She shifted her eyes then looked into her cup again.
"Wait, what was that? Did you just lie to me!"
"No!" Rachel shook her head quickly "No! We haven't…" She looked around and lowered her voice "Had sex."
"Then what was that little guilty shifty eye thing you did?"
Rachel shrugged and bit her lip, glancing around again and keeping her voice low "You have to promise not to laugh. Or tell anyone."
Sam's mouth gapped open in a silent gasp and she was giddily bouncing on her toes "Ohhh juicy lesbian frolicking. What happened! Did you slip her the finger?"
"Oh my god, no!" Rachel laughed out softly, her cheeks rising with a little blush "Must you be so disgusting?"
"See? My point exactly. Had I asked if you fucked you would have blushed and deflected with a scolding about my manners!"
Rachel shrugged one shoulder and nodded. It was true.
"Stop stalling. What happened?" Sam was grinning ear to ear, leaning in close, waiting for the gossip.
"Well…nothing" Rachel said with a shrug "But, I mean, something could have but Santana stopped it."
"Santana? Lopez?" Sam perked an eyebrow "Woman whore of the century? Pussy loving, smoking hot Latina, sassy mouth Santana Lopez stopped you from having sex?"
Rachel nodded her head.
"Was she drunk? Are you sure you didn't just dream that she stopped you?"
"No, she stopped us. Actually, I was drunk." Rachel admitted with a little bit of pink burning her cheeks again.
"You were drunk?" Sam pointed at her, as if clarifying although it was pretty clear "Are you sure you didn't dream it?"
"Stop!" Rachel laughed softly, whacking her friend on the arm "Yes, I am sure. It was the night we got in a fight over the rent. I went to her house because I didn't know where else to go. She tried to calm me down but I was so worked up she gave me a shot of tequila to calm my nerves."
"How convenient" Sam mumbled then smiled "Okay, then what?"
Rachel rolled her eyes at her friend "So I calmed down a bit. But as I told her what happened, I kept getting upset and apparently kept sneaking drinks behind her back. The next thing she knew, I was drunk."
"Drunk Rachel is so fun!" Sam squeaked, remembering a few good times they had together in the past.
Rachel shook her head again "Anyway. So she told me to crash at her place. She took me to the room and let me get in her bed."
"Smooth." Sam said with an approving nod.
"She was a lady" Rachel said "At least I think. I don't know."
"Let's just say she was, since apparently this story leads to her saying no to sex. Now go on."
"If you'd stop interrupting me!" Rachel huffed.
"If you'd stop pausing!" Sam shrugged.
"You are like trying to explain something to a child. They want to know why about every detail of the story."
"Why?" Sam asked.
"Why what?"
Sam just gave her a wide sarcastic smirk.
"I hate you" Rachel laughed, shaking her head "Anyway! The last thing I remember was her telling me we could watch a movie. Then I woke up without a shirt on."
"No bra?"
"Why does that matter?"
"Because if you had a bra on it's just like you had a swim suit on. That in no way indicates you attempted to have sex."
"Fair enough" Rachel nodded "And, no, no bra. So I naturally freaked out. I was like, oh my god, did we have sex? Santana was like, well no, but it wasn't for lack of trying on your part."
"Your part?" Sam smirked.
"Apparently. She said I told her the doctor said I could have sex because it had been a month and that I climbed on top of her, stripped off my shirt, and put her hands on my body."
"Drunk Rachel is a slut!" Sam clapped and giggled, all too amused "Then what?"
Rachel glared at her friend again, letting out what sounded like a near growl before she took a breath "Anyway. Apparently Santana said no. I was on top of her, basically naked, working my charm and Santana said no."
"The Rachel Berry charm is so hard to deny, too." Sam sighed and shook her head over dramatically.
"Shut up, you wouldn't know." Rachel rolled her eyes again "So, she said no and slept on the couch leaving me drunk, shirtless, and apparently really horny in her bed."
Sam nodded slowly, smiling as she finished off her drink "Wow. I am so shocked."
"I know, right? And you were worried all she wanted was sex!"
"Not about that. About slutty Rachel. Can I see her sometime? What are you drinking? You should get slutty tonight!"
"Samantha!" Rachel yelped, laughing as she swatted at her friend again "You are horrible."
Sam laughed, completely amused at herself. "No but seriously, I am super glad she said no."
"Me too. I am still so embarrassed. I am never drinking around her again."
"At least not until you fuck sober so you can remember all of the details and tell me if she is as good as legend says."
"We are not fucking. Ever." Rachel growled, but even her words fell short of real conviction. She rolled her eyes at herself and shrugged "Okay. Maybe one day. But no time soon."
"Mhm" Sam said with a roll of her eyes "I give you guys another month before you can't bear it any longer."
"Whatever." Rachel rolled her eyes and finished her drink "I am going to go get some more coke."
"Yeah, me too. And I am going to try and pour some tequila in yours when you aren't looking." Sam said with a smirk, putting her hand on Rachel's shoulder as the girl headed to the kitchen.
She stopped suddenly before reaching it, though, her eyes on something across the room.
"What?" Sam perked an eyebrow, looking around.
"N-nothing" Rachel shook her head "Come on" She looked at her feet and started to pull Sam again.
That was when Sam saw it. Santana was in the corner of the living room, just outside the kitchen, drink in one hand and the other propped against the wall as she leaned in closely to Julie's understudy, Holly. The two looked to be deeply enthralled in conversation.
"Are you kidding me?" Sam mumbled "In your house? At your party? She is going to hit on another girl?"
"She is free to do what she wants" Rachel mumbled softly "Besides, maybe they are just talking about a common interest?"
That's when Santana moved her hand off the wall and gently brought it to the girl's face. She tucked some hair behind her ear, her eyes locked deeply into the girl's as she did so. She gave a cocky little smirk and a half shrug as her fingers moved from behind her ear to trace along her neck and shoulder before gliding down her arm.
"Did you see that!" Sam pointed, mouth dropping open. "Oh Hell no, she is totally hitting on her."
Rachel just looked at her feet and shook her head. She reached back and gripped Sam's arm "Let's go get more coke" She mumbled and tried to pull the girl into the kitchen.
"No! I am going to go kick her out!" Sam put her cup down on a nearby table and started toward Santana.
Rachel gripped her tightly and tugged her back, shaking her head "Samantha, don't. She is not worth it, alright?"
"Look at you!" Sam motioned to Rachel with her hand "You care so much you are pretending not to care!"
Rachel opened her mouth to argue before stopping herself and shrugging. Her face fell and she looked like a defeated little child.
"I have to say something. Let me yell at her!"
"No" Rachel whispered softly "Let me." She handed her cup to her friend and sighed "I will go ask her to leave."
Sam nodded her head quickly "Make sure you call her a trollop from me."
Rachel rolled her eyes and shook her head as she excused herself through a few people and approached Santana. Her heart was racing and her palms sweating. She wasn't exactly good at confrontation and when it came to being the one to stand up and put a stop to something, she definitely got nervous about it, especially when it dealt with her own feelings above someone else's.
"Uh" Rachel reached up to tap Santana's shoulder, clearing her throat "Sorry. Um, hey, Santana, can I talk to you for a second?"
Santana looked over at Rachel and gave her that soft smile, that one that made Rachel think she was the only one to ever see that smile. Then Rachel saw the other girl and that feeling turned into anger.
"Excuse us, Holly" Rachel said politely to her cast mate before she turned and started to lead Santana away. She definitely did not want to start a fight in the middle of a party. She didn't want people seeing her so upset, or hurt.
"Is everything alright" Santana asked as the girl pulled her through the room. She could tell something was on her mind.
Rachel glanced back at Santana, nodding, before her eyes caught Sam watching her. Sam gave her friend a nod then ran her finger across her throat, reminding Rachel to be ruthless.
She shook her head and focused on her bedroom door, not looking back again until she had Santana in the room alone and the door shut tightly. She sighed and closed her eyes, trying to decide how to start what she wanted to say.
"What's wrong?" Santana asked softly, sitting on the edge of the bed. "You look like you've seen a ghost or something."
"Did you really have to do that?" Rachel asked with a frustrated huff as her eyes opened and she locked a glare on Santana.
"Do….what?" Santana perked an eyebrow.
"Hit on Holly. At my party?"
"What?" Santana gave a quick shake of her head and a few fast blinks "I wasn't hitting on her."
"I saw you, Santana, with my own two eyes! You were leaning in all close, making eye contact. You touched her cheek and stroked her hair and let your hand run all the way down her body! You even did that cocky smirk thing you do. I've seen you do it, you did it on me when we first met!"
"That!" Santana motioned to the wall through which the party still went on "Oh, no, Rachel that was not what that looked like at all!"
"I am not an idiot." Rachel said as her arms crossed over her chest "You were practically drooling."
"Rachel" Santana stood now, holding her hands out, palms toward her "I am going to stop you before you say something you'll regret. Number one, Holly is as straight as can be. I work with her brother, coincidentally, something I found out just tonight and we got to talking about it in the kitchen when I went to get a refill."
"That's how someone talks about someone's brother? You were practically having eye sex!"
"Number two" Santana continued, not giving Rachel a reaction and trying to keep her own cool at the accusations being thrown her way "I was telling her that when Jules leaves the show, she will make an even better lead because she actually gives two shits about people and not just herself. At the mention of Jules, she said I seem so nice and had no idea what I had seen in her to begin with. We started talking about how we met and how I managed to get someone who barely looks past their own nose and who is in love with their self to even give me the time of day."
Rachel shook her head, still standing with her arms crossed. She still had no explanation to the touching she saw.
"So, I re-enacted the night we met." Santana walked over to Rachel slowly, her eyes taking her in from head to toe a few times as that sassy smirk came to her lips "I told her I walked up to Jules with my sights set on only her. I invaded her personal space…" Santana walked until she had Rachel backed up against the door, her personal space more than invaded "Said I looked her right in the eyes" She continued, her voice now a soft but husky whisper "Pushed her hair off her face" She lifted her hand and pushed Rachel's hair behind her ear "and said to her…I'm Santana Lopez and tonight is your lucky night."
Rachel felt herself tremble. The tone of voice Santana used, the confidence she showed, the way she locked eyes with her… all of it sent a shiver down her spine. She could see why Jules couldn't say no that night.
"I was about to back away and give a laugh and tell her how horrible Jules was in the sack at first, but you interrupted me." Santana shrugged and backed away from Rachel now, giving her personal space back.
Rachel nodded slowly, her eyes wide, her heart thundering in her chest and her mouth dry "Oh."
"I wasn't hitting on her. She isn't my type. I mean, she is good enough looking but that red hair?" Santana crunched her nose and shook her head "Yuck."
Rachel took a deep breath but didn't say anything. Her entire body was tingling and her mind was clouded. All she could see and feel was Santana in her personal bubble, whispering to her in that husky confident tone.
Santana watched the girl stand stiff still against the door for a moment, her eyebrow arching curiously. She waved a hand in front of her eyes and dipped her head a bit to try and catch Rachel's eyes with hers "Rach? You alright there?"
Snapping out of it, Rachel nodded quickly and licked her lips. She cleared her throat and closed her mouth that had been hanging open a bit "Um, yeah. I'm fine. I'm sorry I accused you of that."
"It's alright" Santana said with a shake of her head "I guess I could see how it might look from across the room."
Rachel nodded slowly and tried her best to give a smile.
Santana looked at her friend for a long time, trying to read her. After a few long moments she gave a slow nod herself "Alright…." She licked her lips a bit "Well if we are done here, I gotta pee."
Rachel nodded and moved off the door now, giving room for Santana to exit the room.
Santana eyed her friend once more, unsure if she should really leave or not, before her hand reached for the doorknob "Uh….stay right here, alright? I'm going to go pee then be right back. You look like you have….something on your mind."
Rachel pushed some hair off her eyes and nodded quickly. She wanted to say she was fine, that she didn't need Santana to come back, but the words never made it. Her entire body was tingling still. She couldn't get the image of Santana coming at her like that out of her mind. It had been so….sexy. No, sexy wasn't a good enough word. Arousing and erotic and, well, sexy. Yeah, that's it.
When no response but the head nod came from Rachel, Santana laughed and pulled the door open "Okay then."
She was about to step out when Rachel's hand shot toward her and wrapped around her wrist. Rachel pulled her hand off the door and let it fall closed again before she looked up at Santana.
"What?" Santana asked softly, looking at her friend carefully "You're freaking me out, you haven't said anything in like two minutes and you are never that quiet."
Rachel took a deep breath and felt her heart leap as her eyes locked with Santana's. Her chest was heaving now as sparks of desire tingled in her fingertips where she gripped Santana's arm.
"Rachel what the Hell is wrong with yo-"
She never got to finished. Rachel leapt at Santana with a force she didn't know she was capable of possessing. Her arms wrapped around Santana's shoulders and her legs around her waist as she literally leapt into her arms. Her lips crashed into the other woman's with a hunger she didn't know she could ever hold for another person.
The leap was unexpected and Santana stumbled backwards. She managed to catch Rachel in her arms, but soon her knees hit the bed and she buckled backwards, falling onto the mattress and taking the other girl with her.
The fall to the bed hardly phased Rachel at all. She simply shifted now, using her hands to cup at Santana's face and hold her there as her mouth feasted on her lips. She pressed a knee on either side of Santana's waist into the mattress, pushing down into her now with all her might.
Santana wanted to ask what was going on, but her mouth was detained by Rachel's lips. Not that she was complaining. And as her tongue dove into Rachel's mouth and the taste of alcohol was nowhere to be found, she let out a soft moan. This kiss was already ten times better than the one just over a week ago at her place.
Rachel was like a woman possessed. She didn't have control of her limbs or her lips. They were acting on instinct. Her tongue darted in and around Santana's mouth, sweeping up the taste of the woman who had been driving her crazy for nearly two months now. It was as if her body was finally doing what her brain told her was wrong for so long.
Santana wouldn't push back this time. It had taken everything inside her to do it the first time, but it had been the right thing to do. Now, though, with the both of them sober and conscious Santana would not stop. She couldn't find it in herself to do such a thing, not when what she had desired was right there in front of her, kissing her like there was no tomorrow.
Rachel's hands moved along Santana's shirt and once they found the little buttons keeping the blouse closed, she growled and decided to forego the buttons. She reached for the hem of her shirt and pushed without hesitation, working the material up Santana's body until she had to pull her mouth away and let the shirt pass over her head.
Santana lifted her arms without a second thought about it. She took the break in their lips to smile, pull in a deep breath, and whisper softly "Not that I'm complaining, but what are you doing?"
"Undressing you" Rachel mumbled very matter-of-factly before her mouth crashed into Santana's once more, fingers now moving along the girl's dark tanned skin and over nicely toned abs.
Santana shivered at the words and even more so at the touches from Rachel as she fell back into the kiss. She seemed so sure of herself, Santana could not say no. So her own hands went to work now. She sat up against Rachel, letting the girl settle on her lap before pulling at the material of Rachel's shirt, determined to discard it just as her own had been.
Rachel pulled her lips away and lifted her arms, letting the shirt pass without a moment of hesitation. She licked at her swollen lips in the brief pause and gave Santana a smile as their eyes locked together. She gave a slight nod of her head, silently telling the other woman that she wanted this. She needed Santana to be as determined as she was so she didn't lose her nerve.
Santana returned the nod and gave Rachel that soft smile again, the smile that melted Rachel's defenses away. She kept that smile on her lips until the two mouths clashed together again to continue the passionate kiss they had been sharing.
A soft moan left Rachel's mouth and her hands continued to explore the skin that she had so desperately wanted to feel since the moment she had seen the fiery Latina standing at the end of the corridor backstage. Try as she might to deny it, she had fallen in lust that very first moment.
Santana continued to return every ounce that Rachel gave her. Even if she wanted more or was used to pushing faster, she would let Rachel lead because she did not want the girl to do something she would later regret.
Regret was not a word in Rachel's vocabulary at the moment. Neither was hesitation. She reached behind herself and popped open her bra, pulling it off her own body and tossing it aside before pressing her bare chest against Santana's. The feel of the lacey bra she still wore sent shivers through Rachel's body and perked her nipples immediately.
Santana moaned at the feel of her breasts against her body. As much as she wanted to continue kissing her, she had to pull away for a moment. Her eyes flickered down to find Rachel's bare breasts, in the light of the room and without alcohol coursing through her body, and her breath caught in her throat. "Okay so I was totally kidding earlier. I so would hit on you and your fabulous tits." Santana said with a smirk, licking her lips as her hands moved to cup purposefully at her small but perky breasts.
Rachel let her head roll back a little bit, her eyes closing, her head nodding "Damn right you would."
Santana nodded in agreement as her head dipped now and her mouth went to work. She pulled bits of flesh into her lips, sucking and nibbling against it but never lingering too long. Soon she had tasted the supple mounds Rachel had to offer before her lips circled one of her perfect little nipples and started to tease the sensitive flesh.
"Oh god" Rachel mumbled softly, taking a deep breath as her head rolled forward and she looked down, admiring the view of Santana's mouth around her breast.
Santana moaned against her as her tongue lashed back and forth between sucks, wanting to tease and taunt the nerves she now had at her command.
Rachel shivered and goose bumps lifted the skin on her arms and chest, but she did not sit idly by. Hands roamed along Santana's body, over her back and across her stomach until gliding now over her hips and along her thighs. She was so glad Santana had worn a skirt that night. That damn tight skirt that showed off her sexy ass and long legs. It had nearly driven her crazy but now it was working to her advantage as she pushed the material up, bunching it around her waist and giving Rachel free reign over everything and anything she wanted.
Santana shivered now, her legs spreading wider without hesitation to let Rachel do as she pleased. She was so sure of herself, who was Santana to say no to such determination. She simply switched nipples, her mouth over taking the next one as her hand came up to toy with the one she had just abandoned now.
Rachel let out a deep, throaty groan and bit her bottom lip to try and stay focused as Santana teased her. Her fingers grazed along the inside of her tanned thighs, teasing all the way up the where her tiny thong sat against her body before roaming down again. Each time she inched higher, pushing her fingertip under the material a little more each time. She could have just gone for it, but she wanted to tease a little bit. Santana deserved it after all.
And it was certainly doing a number on Santana. Each time Rachel would almost touch her, but not quite and pull away again, she would feel a knot twist in her stomach and her teeth would clamp against Rachel's nipple in revenge. It was a little game of cat and mouse and both of the girls found it completely arousing.
This time Rachel's hand moved up Santana's thigh with a purpose. She didn't pull away but instead pushed the material of the thong out of the way and let her fingertips pass against Santana's heated folds for the first time. A moan slipped from her lips as she was greeted with her desire, a sense of power coursing through her knowing it was because of her that she was soaked through.
"Jesus" Santana mumbled now, letting the nipple she had been assaulting go as her head rolled back. She took a deep breath and licked her lips as her eyes came to focus on Rachel. The two girls locked eyes and they both wore a smirk on their lips as if they were silently challenging the other to keep going.
Rachel knew that Santana was known for her sexual prowess. She had heard all about it since the moment the girl walked into her life. So to have her at her fingertips, literally, was more arousing than she could say. She loved the power, loved the silent begging in Santana's eyes, and loved knowing it was all because of her. She moved her fingers again, gliding them with ease up and down through the slick heat. She let one of her fingers circle Santana's clit this time, just once, wanting to see her reaction.
The face Santana made nearly made Rachel come on the spot. Her eyes had flickered half closed, her tongue shot across her lips, and she arched up in begging for more. The sound she made was barely a whimper and yet screamed for more as if she might die if she didn't get it.
"You like that?" Rachel purred softly as she leaned into Santana's ear. She let her tongue run along the ridge of her ear before kissing it gently and breathing a hot sigh against her "Do you want some more?"
Santana nodded her head slowly, turning so her cheek pressed to Rachel's tightly and let out the softest moan she could manage "I want it so bad."
Rachel bit at her ear once more before slowly pulling back. Her eyes locked with Santana's and she kept her gaze deep into her eyes as her fingers now glided back down her slit toward her entrance. Her fingers shivered against Santana's awaiting body, a smirk coming to her lips.
"Are you alright, Rach? I don't hear any yell-" Sam paused at the doorway she had just pushed open, standing in shock at her friend topless, on top of Santana, her hand between her legs.
"Sam!" Rachel screamed, reaching for her blanket from the bed and pulling it up against her body as she quickly moved to dismount Santana. She moved a bit too much too fast and she found herself toppling over the other side of the bed and onto the floor with a thud.
At the sound of the thud, a few more people wondered down the short hallway to see what had happened. They were all greeted with a shirtless Santana sitting up on the bed and Rachel nowhere to be seen.
"Oh my god" Sam mumbled, still on shock. She shook her head and tried to close the door but too many people were already standing in the way.
"Hey" Santana said with a smile, kicked back on her hands as if she always just sat around on a bed shirtless with her skirt hiked up around her waist. "Do you need something?"
Sam shook her head quickly. She was probably as red as Rachel was, wherever Rachel was. Did she crawl under the bed? "I'm so sorry." She pulled at the door and gave a few people a shove "Will you idiots move, please!"
Santana slid to the edge of the bed now, giving a few people a smile before she stood and stepped around the side of the bed where Rachel had fallen.
The door clicked closed, finally, and Santana crouched down near the mass of blankets that hid Rachel from sight "Hey, they're gone now."
"I…" Rachel mumbled from under the blankets "can never show my face backstage again! Oh my god!"
Santana shook her head a bit, trying to pull at the blankets to find her face "To be fair I think only Sam saw. She probably only saw your back, you weren't even facing the door."
"I am so embarrassed" Her muffled voice came through the material.
Santana sighed and sat back on her heels "Rachel, will you please unwrap yourself and let me see you? You're going to suffocate in there."
"Good. I don't want to live anymore. I want to die and have everyone forget I was just walked in on when I was about to have sex. I want them to cry because I died tragically and never remember this embarrassing moment."
"You are such a drama queen" Santana laughed softly, shaking her head a bit "I bet you at least half those people have either been walked in on in much more compromising positions, or been heard going at it."
"Santana, I don't care! I am like embarrassingly private! I don't even burp in public."
"I've heard you burp" Santana said with a shrug.
"We were in private and you're my friend." Rachel mumbled, finally uncovering her head and sitting up. She leaned against the bed, the blanket still wrapped around herself and her hair a mess from having the blanket pulled around her head. She sighed softly and looked over at Santana. Seeing her in her bra made her blush and she closed her eyes. "I am so sorry."
"For what?" Santana asked in a very gentle tone, moving now to sit next to Rachel. She put her back against the bed and slid her arm around her blanketed waist.
"For…." Rachel shrugged, her hands fiddling together in her lap "I don't know. For jumping you when I have a house full of people. For not locking the door. For accusing you of hitting on another girl right in front of me and becoming so jealous I wanted to yell at you and call you bad names."
"You got jealous?" Santana gave an amused smirk.
Rachel huffed out a heavy sigh and nodded slightly.
"Did you jump me because you were jealous?"
"Oh goodness no. I'm not one of those horny slutty jealous girls that feel the need to hump whatever is theirs to prove a point." Rachel laughed softly "In fact, I shut down when I get jealous. Jealousy is so not foreplay to me."
"Noted" Santana said with a playful nod before her tone softened a bit more "So why did you jump me?"
Rachel blushed and rolled her eyes a bit "It was that damn 'I'm Santana Lopez and tonight is your lucky night' thing. That is incredibly sexy."
"Mm I know" Santana said with a smirk "Works like a charm, too."
"Oh geez" Rachel rolled her eyes "I should have stuck with the jealousy story. Your ego wouldn't have grown just now."
"Nope, jealousy would have inflated it too." Santana laughed softly, pulling Rachel against her a bit more and kissing the side of her head.
"Typical" Rachel mumbled but slid her arm around Santana now and pulled her close.
Santana smiled and touched another kiss to the top of her head. She was quiet for a moment as she sat with her, hoping she was comforting her a bit and the urge to die faded. Her hand rubbed Rachel's back soothingly and after a moment she whispered to her "What made you change your mind?"
"About what?" Rachel asked softly.
"About wanting to have sex with me?"
Rachel shook her head, a soft smile coming to her lips as her cheeks reddened a bit "If I tell you a secret you can't let your ego grow again."
"Can't promise that. It's like a fat kid except instead of cake it loves attention of any kind."
Rachel rolled her eyes and shifted now so she was facing Santana. She found her dark brown eyes and gave the girl a soft smile as she whispered "I've always wanted to have sex with you. I just let my head keep me distant because, well, you know. I didn't want to get hurt, I didn't trust you, and I didn't want to be just another girl."
Santana nodded slowly, reaching out to smooth her hand over Rachel's hair gently, using her fingers to comb through it to help tame it a bit "All the reasons you resisted me, I get it." Her eyes moved over Rachel's face softly, lips curling into a smile as she took in her features. She was beautiful, she had always thought so, but now more than ever she could see her true beauty. This was a girl who had believed so pointedly in doing the right thing for herself that she wouldn't let anyone or anything compromise it. It was simply stunning.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Rachel whispered softly.
"Like what?"
"I don't know, like that! Like you are seeing me for the first time or something."
Santana shrugged, her fingers sliding out of Rachel's hair and down to her chin "You're beautiful. That's all."
Rachel blushed and tried to drop her head to look away, but Santana's hand on her chin made it impossible so she just shifted her eyes a bit.
"Does this mean you trust me?" Santana asked softly, looking genuinely vulnerable to the potential answer.
Rachel chewed her bottom lip for a moment before shifting where she sat and bringing herself to sit on Santana's lap again. She leaned into her, using the chest to chest pressure to keep the blanket over herself as her arms slid around Santana's neck and her forehead came to rest against hers gently. "Yeah" She whispered softly, giving a slight nod against her forehead "I do."
The smile that took over Santana's features was one Rachel had never seen before. It was bright and happy, as if the weight of the world had been lifted off her shoulders. It looked as if she were a child seeing Christmas morning for the first time. It was like she had just met her hero. It was like she had just been showed proof that unicorns existed. It was the most beautiful and sincere smile anyone could ever have and it completely lit up not only her face, but the entire room.
Rachel giggled softly at that look, shaking her head as she lay a kiss against Santana's nose "You just had the cutest look on your face."
Santana laughed softly at that, shaking her head "Oh great, now I'm cute. First you resist me, then you tell me we can only be friends, then you show up to a date with another woman, then you make me nurse you back to health, then you get me to stop sleeping around, then you actually get me to say no to sex with you while you're drunk, and now I'm cute? You've completely made me lose my edge, Rachel! I went from badass bitch to fluffy marshmallow! You turned me into a marshmallow. Are you happy!"
Rachel giggled wildly, nodding her head enthusiastically as she gave a little bounce on Santana's lap "I love marshmallows!"
"Oh, good." Santana rolled her eyes sarcastically "And here I thought you just admitted to finding my old self sexy."
"Oh, it was." Rachel said with a little smirk "And trust me, I know that badass bitch is still in there. I saw her tonight right before I jumped her bones."
Santana smirked wickedly at that and gave a nod of her head "Damn right you did."
"Don't lose her" Rachel said softly, biting her lip as her finger trailed over the cup of Santana's bra "She is totally sexy. She turns me on more than I will ever admit."
"Good because you turn her on more than she could ever say." Santana said with a little nod, licking her lips before leaning in and pressing a soft kiss to Rachel's mouth.
The kiss lingered a moment between the two girls as they shared their first mutual and tender kiss. One that wasn't drunken or ravenous. After a moment, Rachel pulled back and whispered softly "Hey San?"
"Mmm yeah?" She hummed, sliding her fingers through her hair and down her back lightly.
"Never talk about yourself in third person again. It's creepy."
Santana laughed softly and nodded as her lips brushed Rachel's once more "Never call me a marshmallow again and we have a deal."
Rachel giggled and touched another kiss to her lips "Deal" she mumbled before her lips trapped Santana's again, the girls letting their selves get lost in a kiss that was passionate and deep and held no expectations more than just that kiss in that moment.
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Rachel closed her bedroom door quietly, not wanting to wake up Sam if she was still sleeping. It was mid-morning now as she tip toed through her apartment into her kitchen. She rounded the corner and nearly jumped out of her skin when she saw Sam sitting there, drinking coffee.
"You scared me! I thought you were asleep!" Rachel said with a laugh, a hand over her heart as she walked to the fridge.
"I've been up for about an hour" Sam shrugged, reading something in the paper. "Where's Santana?"
Rachel bit her lip, pushing the fridge closed and walking to the island in the middle of the kitchen before digging her fingernail into the peel of the orange she had just taken from the fridge "She left early this morning. She had a work meeting."
Sam nodded and took a drink from her coffee.
Rachel eyed her friend as she peeled a few pieces off her orange, placing them on a napkin. She wasn't sure what she was thinking or feeling but she was trying to read her anyway. "Um, so, about last night…"
Sam looked up at her friend, the words having gained her attention.
Rachel blushed and looked back at her fruit "What happened with the rest of the party once I, um…went to bed?"
Sam smirked now and put the paper down, folding her hand up under her chin and leaning on it "After you what?"
Rachel sighed and looked up at her friend now "After I went to bed" she repeated firmly.
"Hmmm I don't know when that was so I can't tell you what happened after you went to bed, Rachel." Sam sing songed her answer, her grin only growing as she looked at her friend.
Rachel rolled her eyes, trying not to blush as she mumbled "After you walked in on me."
"After what?" Sam turned her head and pointed to her ear, indicating she hadn't heard. Okay, so she had, she just wanted Rachel to say it again.
"Jesus, Samantha, you're like a five year old I swear!"
Sam giggled happily, wiggling in her seat as she grinned at her friend "Slutty Rachel came out to play last night! Excuse me while I celebrate and embarrass you all at once."
Rachel sighed and dropped her face into her hand. She shook her head a little bit and let out a groan "I'm never going to live this down, will I?"
"Not ever" Sam chirped, moving now to fill her cup of coffee before sitting back on her stool. "So what happened! One minute you're about to rip her head off and the next you're ripping her clothes off?"
"Not exactly" Rachel mumbled, dropping her hand now and focusing on her orange. As long as she didn't look at her friend she might be able to get through the inevitable explanation she needed to give.
"Well, spill! I am dying to know. As horrified as I was walking in on you, I have been going through every scenario possible in my head all night!"
"You really pictured Santana and I having sex all night?" Rachel looked up at her friend with a smirk now.
"Uh" Sam blinked and shook her head, crunching her nose up a bit "Gross. NO! I meant just wondering how it happened."
"Mhm" Rachel rolled her eyes, still smirking. She was proud she had gotten one over on her friend.
"Will you just please tell me! I am so curious. You weren't even drunk!"
"No, I definitely was not." Rachel finished with her orange and started to pull apart the slices one by one. She was quiet as she did so, keeping her hands busy so she could think of a way to put it. Finally she shrugged and shook her head a bit "I don't know, Sam. God, I was in there ready to tear her a new one and I was doing a good job of it, too. I had my arms folded and I was keeping my distance. Then she told me what really happened and I just…." Rachel smiled a bit, shaking her head slowly and looking up at her friend.
"You just?" Sam motioned her hand in a circle, wanting her to continue.
"She did this thing where she gets really close and speaks in this husky sexy whisper and looks you right in the eyes and pushes your hair behind your ear…"
"Basically what we saw her doing to Holly?"
"Exactly. Only what she was doing to her was demonstrating how she had gotten Julie's attention the first night they met. So, when I called her out on it, she told me that's what she was telling Holly. And she did it and pushed me against the door and she was so confident and sexy and that damn smirk she gets on her face?" Rachel closed her eyes and bit her lip, letting out a little grunt "I was jello."
"That worked on you?" Sam stared at her friend in a bit of disbelief. "Seriously? That is like the oldest play in the book."
"I know, right! But, I don't know, it just got to me."
Sam rolled her eyes and took a drink "You are way easier than me."
"Oh whatever. Imagine if Derek, you know that guy that works at your gym? Imagine if you were in a bar, or even in the gym, and he walked up to you, did all that, and said 'I'm Derek and today is your lucky day'…" Rachel deepened her voice to sound like a man "You would so screw him."
Sam got a dreamy look in her eyes, looking at the ceiling with a nod "Mmm yeah I would. He is one sexy man."
"Exactly my point. Santana is hot, and getting to know her I've found myself even more attracted to her, and she said that to me last night, even just demonstrating what she was talking about and I don't know, I lost control."
"Alright, alright, I get your point." Sam said with a nod, laughing softly "And I have to give you props for being sober! Because sober slutty Rachel is so much better than drunk slutty Rachel. Sober slutty Rachel actually makes a conscious decision to be slutty."
"I am not a slut! I just….reached my breaking point." Rachel huffed, biting into her fruit.
"Looked to me like you reached your stripping point" Sam mumbled, laughing softly "Who knew you were a top?"
"I…" Rachel gasped then blushed and shook her head "I can't believe I am having this conversation."
"It's about time. Does this mean I can bring men over to have sex with?" Sam smirked, laughing to herself.
"Gross, no. You know the rules. No sex unless you have been dating him for more than a few days."
"You aren't even dating Santana and you were having sex!"
"We were not." Rachel said with a shrug "Shows how little you know about lesbian sex."
"Fine. You would have had sex if I hadn't walked in on you. Am I wrong?" Sam perked an eyebrow, crossing her arms.
Rachel scratched her chin and shrugged using her hand "Fine, you're right. We would have. But I've known Santana two months it's not like she was some random girl."
"True" Sam pursed her lips to the side, making a little sucking noise as she thought it over. She gave a nod and her lips curled into a smile "I will let it slide this time but next time you have sex, or almost sex, in the apartment I get to lift the no random sex rule."
Rachel rolled her eyes and waved her hand to the side, silently saying whatever as she stuffed another piece of fruit into her mouth.
Sam grinned triumphantly and took another drink of coffee. She licked her lips and set down her cup "So are you two dating now or what?"
"I don't know" Rachel lifted a shoulder as she pulled apart a piece of orange "She calmed me down last night, we kissed a little, and then we went to bed. This morning she woke me up, told me she had to go but she would call me later, gave me a kiss and left."
Sam nodded her head slowly, dipping her finger into her coffee and swirling it around a bit "Well before you guys do anymore sex or almost sex you need to have that talk."
"I know" Rachel mumbled "I'm sure we will later. When she calls or after the play or whatever. I'm not going to let myself get carried away like that again until I know what it all means."
"You think she will actually want to commit and be in a real relationship?"
Rachel nodded her head slowly, looking up to her friend with a smile "She's already given up other women, didn't I tell you? She hasn't slept with anyone since I walked in on her and broke my rib."
"Seriously?" Sam looked a bit shocked.
Rachel nodded "She said if it meant having a shot in Hell with me that she would give up other girls."
"Shit" Sam mumbled, letting out a laugh "She's got it bad."
"I hope so" Rachel took a deep breath and exhaled it slowly "Because I think I'm going to give her that chance. I'm done being afraid. I am going to take a chance."
Sam smiled very softly, giving her friend a little nod "Go for it, babe. But I swear if she hurts you I will rip her tits off and feed them to her parents in a delightful chili."
"Really?" Rachel shook her head, giving a laugh at the ridiculous threat "A little unnecessary, but thank you. I know you have my back."
"Always" Sam slid off her chair and moved now toward the living room "Oh and just so you know?" She paused, looking over her shoulder.
"Yeah?" Rachel perked up, glancing at her.
"I told everyone at the party you were having sex and they should go home."
"Sam!" Rachel turned and threw the rest of her fruit at the girl but it was too late. She was running off through the apartment, a shrill giggle of joy trailing behind her.
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"Hey, I'm so sorry I missed the play tonight, I've been tied up at work all day!" Santana said quickly as she leaned over and gave Rachel a kiss on the cheek, handing over the bunch of flowers she had brought her.
"It's okay you've seen the play a thousand times I don't expect you to be here every night." Rachel smiled, smelling the flowers before setting them in a vase on her vanity.
"Hey Sam" Santana said with a nod as she leaned against the wall in their dressing room.
Sam smirked, giving her a little wave with a few fingers before turning around to her mirror to remove her makeup.
"How was work?" Rachel spoke as she wiped her face with a cotton ball.
"Hectic" Santana said with a shrug "But I'm free now so we can hang out if you want."
Rachel glanced to Sam and saw the smirk lifting on her lips. She rolled her eyes at her friend then turned to give Santana a smile "Sure what did you have in mind?"
Santana gave a shrug, stuffing her hands into the pockets of her slacks. She was still in her business attire, a look that Rachel had only seen once before. The black slacks with a matching jacket and a silky red blouse with ruffles in the front. Her hair was pulled up tightly into a bun and her makeup was subtle and light. It was a very different look than casual Santana. She still looked hot, but in a different way. Rachel preferred casual Santana. Something about her loose flowing hair and those tight skirts and dresses she wore really appealed to her.
"Hungry?" Rachel asked now pulling off her costume shirt and slipping into her usual post-show hoodie.
"I could eat" Santana said with a shrug.
Sam stifled a laugh, pretending it was a cough, and kept her eyes on the mirror.
"Oh would you give it up? You're seriously a five year old!" Rachel tossed her brush at Sam.
"What!" She laughed softly, shaking her head "I was just coughing."
Santana laughed softly, pushing herself off the wall "Glad to see last night wasn't awkward for you, Sam."
"Oh god, trust me, that was the most awkward thing I have ever experienced in my entire life and I once walked in on my brother humping a play boy. Literally humping the pages of a magazine. But I am a guru for awkward situations and I've learned making them into a joke is the best way to ease the awkwardness. Besides, teasing Rachel about being slutty is so much fun."
"Bite me" Rachel mumbled softly.
Santana just smiled, shaking her head a bit "Either way, I'm glad you're cool with it."
Sam shrugged, giving the girl a smile "Do me a favor and take her back to the apartment and bang her so I can start having guys over for one night stands again?"
"Huh?" Santana perked an eyebrow and looked at Rachel.
"I'll tell you later. Are you ready?"
Santana nodded, stepping to the side to let Rachel lead the way out, putting a hand on her back as she left the room "Bye Sam" She called with a wave before the two left the room.
"So I was thinking we could go back to your place, cook some dinner, and watch a movie." Rachel glanced to Santana as they moved down the back hallway toward the exit.
"Sounds good to me. I'm so beat I just want to kick back and hang out tonight anyway."
Rachel smiled and pushed the door open, the two of them stepping into the back parking lot together. She knew Santana had a car. She always had a car. She spotted it right away and moved toward it, pulling the door open and sliding in, Santana following close behind her.
"Do we need to stop and get anything?" Rachel asked when Santana settled beside her.
"I think I've got food. I'm sure we can make it work." Santana looked at her driver "My place please."
Rachel gave a nod and slid her arm through Santana's as the car started forward. She sighed softly and laid her head against Santana's shoulder.
Santana gave a smile, looking down at the girl. She leaned in and kissed the top of her head "I missed you."
"You saw me this morning" Rachel whispered.
"Still." Santana shrugged, pulling her arm out of Rachel's grasp only to slide it around her waist and pull her close.
Rachel snuggled in easily and let her head come to rest in the crook of her arm. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She really could just fall asleep right there.
Santana's fingers played with the hair laying against Rachel's back. Fingertips slid along the strands of hair slowly, just enjoying the silence.
It was a few minutes later that Rachel looked up at her, giving her a soft smile "We need to talk."
"I know" Santana gave a nod.
"Last night was amazing…" Rachel started, biting her lip softly.
"I agree. Although if you thought that was amazing I can't wait to blow your mind." Santana laughed, smirking a little.
Rachel laughed and shook her head "About that. I think that it's obvious now that we both want to take the next step and become fully physical with one another."
"No secret on my part" Santana rose her hand as if owning up to it.
"I know" Rachel said with a soft smile "But I also can't let myself do that without knowing that it's not just a fling. Last night I lost control and although I don't regret it, I know I would have been confused as to where it left us standing had it happened completely."
"Where do we stand?" Santana asked softly.
"Well this is why we are talking about it. I think you know that I am not happy with just being a friend with benefits type of deal so if I were to give in and become intimate with you I would need to feel as if I was getting the same sort of intimacy in return."
Santana nodded her head a bit. Even though Rachel was really good about saying a whole lot without saying anything at all, she knew what she was getting at. She knew it would have to be this way if they ever did want to get physical. That was why the night before had been completely shocking, because they had not talked about it and not drew those lines of definition in their relationship.
"Rachel?" Santana whispered softly, her eyes on the brunette with a smile.
"Yeah?" She looked up at Santana, biting her lip a bit, almost expecting her to say she couldn't.
"Will you be my girlfriend?" Santana smiled as she spoke, her eyes locked on Rachel's with every word.
"Really?" Rachel sat up fully now, her smile touching ear to ear.
Santana gave a laugh "Don't sound so surprised! I already gave up sleeping around."
"I know! But, well, I don't know. I thought maybe you wouldn't want to be tied down or something. I mean this means you really, really can't sleep with other girls. Or hit on them. Or get numbers."
"I haven't been doing that anyway, Rach."
"Well, I know" Rachel blushed a little "I don't know, shut up!"
Santana laughed softly, leaning in to kiss her lips very gently "I want you. I want you physically, yes, but I want so much more. I've told you before, you make me feel, you make me think, you make me into a person I never thought I could be and it drives me wild with desire for not only your body, but your heart and your soul. I would have asked you sooner but I thought you would say no."
"I would have" Rachel said firmly "Well, maybe. I had to trust you first."
"I know. So I waited. Then last night you said you trusted me and I knew it had all been worth the wait."
Rachel giggled softly, leaning up and placing a kiss against Santana's lips. There were a few short pecks left against her mouth before she settled back into the seat.
"So is that a yes?" Santana asked with a little laugh.
"Of course" Rachel whispered softly, her hand reaching for Santana's now, wrapping both her smaller hands around the bigger one and giving a squeeze. "It would be my honor to be your girlfriend."
"Nope" Santana shook her head "The honor is all mine, trust me."
"You're a sap" Rachel said with a smirk "I just opened a can of worms, didn't I? You're a secret mush head."
"Nope, I'm a badass bitch, remember?" Santana bit her lip, fighting a smile. Yes, she was a sap but she would never admit it.
"Mmm my badass bitch." Rachel purred softly.
"All yours" Santana whispered, leaning in to kiss her again as the car rumbled along toward Santana's place.
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