"I'm failing math." He catches up to her in the parking lot on their way inside the building before homeroom.
"Well, I'm not surprised, Noah…you never go!"
"Why are you here so late?" He asks. She's usually one of the first ones in the building.
"I woke up late."
"Couldn't sleep?"
"I slept fine. Was there something you wanted?"
"What crawled up your ass and died?"
"What do you think?!"
"You know there's an easy solution, Berry."
"Can we not talk about it?"
"Whatever. Can you help me or will Mr. Wonderful throw a hissy."
"Help you with what?"
"Math. Tutor me." He doesn't even make it sound sexual.
"He will be upset, but I suppose I can help you."
"Why don't I tell him?"
She starts laughing, "Not a chance."
"Why not? I'll be good…"
"Are you capable?"
"I'm gonna try my best." He looks at her hopefully.
"Fine, you tell him…maybe you should ask him."
"Yeah, that's not gonna happen."
"Please? It would make my life so much easier and I could see you without lying about it." She looks up at him through her lashes with those big doe eyes and she's got him.
"Fine. I'll ask after glee." He shoves his hands into his pockets and leans forward a little bit, "You don't play fair, Miss Berry."
Glee practice was a lot of fun. They are all psyched about performing Bohemian Rhapsody and it's always fun to practice in the auditorium as opposed to the choir room. Noah follows Finn out.
"Hey, Hudson." Noah follows Finn into the locker room.
"What's up?"
"I'm failing math."
"Yeah, you actually have to go to class to pass." Noah rolls his eyes. "Hey, that rhymes…"
"Yeah, yeah. Listen, I need a tutor…"
"I suck at math." He looks confused.
"I know. I meant Berry."
"Oh."
"So, is it cool?"
"For my girlfriend to tutor you?"
"That's what I'm saying."
"Wait, why are you asking me?"
"I don't know…I just thought, you know…"
"She told you to."
"Pretty much."
"There's no one else that can do it?"
"Not like Berry." Finn glares at him and is about to tell him not to go near her, but Noah clarifies.
"What I meant was, she's crazy smart and she doesn't hate me."
"She should hate you."
"No shit…so, is it okay?"
"It kinda has to be…"
"Why's that?"
"Because if I say no, she'll get pissed off that I don't trust her…it's you I don't trust."
"And then I'll fail math."
"I don't give a shit about that."
"Listen, she's bat-shit crazy about you…all I want is some math lessons."
"Yeah alright."
Noah: its cool.
Berry: what is?
Noah: u get 2 'tutor' me now
Berry: you do know that I fully expect you to actually let me teach you something
Noah: of course berry. Get ur mind outta the gutter
Berry: maybe we should just meet in the library?
Noah: that's fine. Time?
Berry: you're serious?
Noah: I'm failing!
She realizes he wasn't entirely serious when they are sitting in the back of the library at a table that is hidden by rows of books with his left arm casually thrown over the back of her chair and his right hand is between her legs, under her skirt.
"Knock it off." She whispers harshly without looking at him.
"Knock what off?" He asks innocently, following her gaze to the book and notes in front of them.
"What if someone sees you?"
"If someone comes back here I'll stop." He whispers as he pushes her hair out of his way and gently kisses her neck. His middle finger is stroking her over her panties. She presses her knees together to stop his movement.
"You need to stop now." She pushes his hand out from under her skirt and closes her books. She packs up her things and is standing to leave.
"Rach, what are you doing?" He's staring at her dumbfounded. "I'm sorry…wait." He grabs her arm to stop her.
"We've been studying long enough for tonight." She says evenly before turning and walking away.
"Rachel, come on! I'm sorry; I'll keep my hands to myself." One of the librarians shushes him and he turns to glare at her. Rachel is not slowing down and walks to Noah's truck, tosses her things in the back and stands by the passenger door waiting for him to unlock it for her.
He doesn't know what to say, so he just unlocks the door and opens it for her. She grabs his hand and pulls him in with her.
"What the hell?" He asks as he climbs in on top of her and manages to close the door behind him.
"I had enough of studying for this evening." She explains as she pulls him down on top of her and kisses him.
"K." He manages before moving away from her and sitting up. "I have an idea. Come here."
She sits up and starts to straddle him when he stops her. "Turn around." She turns in his lap and sits on him with her back against his chest. "Now you can 'keep a look out.'" He tells her as he takes her panties off. They slide down to her ankles and she kicks them off so she can spread her legs.
He pushes her hair to one side and attacks her neck. She throws her head back onto his shoulder moaning loudly and braces herself by grabbing the seat on either side of Noah's legs. His hands slide under her shirt and he pulls the front of her bra down before palming both of her breasts roughly.
She starts grinding her ass against him and he has to push her hips up so he can pull his pants and underwear down. "I'm gonna come in my pants if you keep that up."
When she sits back down on him she can feel his hard length pressing against her ass and she grinds into him some more. "Jesus…fuck." He grinds out as he pushes his left hand under her shirt to palm her breasts, careful to keep her shirt down because they are still in a parking lot.
His right hand finds its way to her center and he teases her there before she releases her grip on the bench seat and brings her right hand to meet his beneath her skirt. She turns her head to kiss him hard as she guides two of his fingers inside of her. She let's go of his hand and once again grabs the seat for leverage as she rides his fingers.
They are definitely taking advantage of the fact that they are not in either of their houses by being as loud as they want. "I love the way you sound." He tells her after she comes on his hand.
She pushes herself off of him a little bit and he presses his tip to her opening. "So wet." She sits down on him and they both curse loudly at how good it feels. "I love it when you curse…it's so hot."
"Yeah?" She rocks back and forth on him slowly. "Omigod." She pants.
"You like it like this?"
"Holy shit…feels so good." She quickens her pace and he grabs her hips, guiding her movements. "Oh my god…so good." He can't help but laugh a little bit, she's usually vocal, but not this vocal and he thinks they should just use his truck from now on.
She's shaking and he knows she's close so he rubs her clit, "Ohh fuck!" She practically screams. "Fuck me." He grabs her hips and thrusts up into her over and over and she slams herself down onto him.
"Fuck you feel so good…I'm gonna-"
"Come in me! Please!" She throws his rhythm off a bit by her words; he kind of dumbly stares at the back of her head that's bouncing around in front of him. He is so overwhelmed right now by hearing her talk like that. He knows she doesn't say that shit to Finn.
As soon as he feels her clench around him he grabs her jaw and turns her head to him so he can kiss her hard as he comes.
She climbs off of him and he moves over so she can sit down next to him comfortably. "Wow, Berry…just…wow." They are both out of breath and very sweaty. He reaches down to pull his pants up. "I get you out of the house and you turn into a porn star!"
She covers her eyes, "Shut up!" It's pretty dark out so he can't see her face, but he knows she's blushing.
He pulls her over to him and kisses her. "That was amazing."
"It kind of was…" She giggles. "Was it too much? The talking and…stuff?"
"Fuck no! I say we truck fuck all the time."
"You are so crass."
"Are you kidding me? Did you hear yourself? 'Oh god Noah, fuck me! Fuck me! More!'" He imitates.
"SHUT UP! You will never hear me speak like that except for…you know."
"You better not…" He warns her jokingly.
They are pulling out of the parking lot when he notices her staring at him, "What?"
"You called me Rachel."
"No I didn't."
"You did. In the library, when you thought I was mad at you." She has a huge smile on her face that makes him roll his eyes.
"I don't know what you're talking about."
She slides over to him and pokes his chest, "You know exactly what I'm talking about!"
He scoffs, "Hardly ever."