Don't ask. I suck.

Here is some bad smut to make it up to you

Dani POV

My single launch is tonight and I've been stuck being poked and prodded in a hotel room by my stylist and a random make-up artist for hours. Besides the fact my single gets released tonight, the best thing about it is that I finally get to show Santana off properly. With most of my press happening in LA after Christmas, we haven't had a chance to go out and we've spent this week staying in. Damon pops his head in to the room where I'm getting ready and tells me that the car is on its way to pick Santana up. I had wanted her here getting ready with me but she had to work until 5 so decided to just get ready at her house.

An hour later and I'm ready to go. Even though I'm the guest of honour, I hate being the first to arrive at these things so by the time I head downstairs to where the party is, there is already a large number of press and most of my team. I look around trying to see if Santana is here yet when I see her chatting with a guy that I recognise. He's from one of the independent New York magazines that I recently did an interview with. Mark? Matt? I really can't remember. When she sees me, she excuses herself and heads straight over to me.

"Hey gorgeous" I say, my eyes raking over every part of her. She's wearing a turquoise dress that clings to her body in all the right places with a pair of black heels the help accentuate her legs and ass. How did I get so lucky?

"Congratulations, D" She says, kissing my cheek shyly.

I grab her hand and bring my mouth up to her ear "You look extremely fuckable right now" I say then see her blush almost instantly. When I pull back from her I can see her biting her lip, her eyes slightly glazed.

"Behave" She says unconvincingly.

Before I get a chance to respond, Damon comes over telling me that it's photo time and I will need to pose for media. I almost growl at him, but Santana shoots me a look that says I should play nice. I'm so whipped.

She tells me to go have fun and find her later but Damon tells her to come with us. I end up posing for a few individual shots then some with Damon and the team. Afterwards, I get them to take some of Santana and I. Damon then pulls me away from Santana as he has to introduce me to people. He tells her to go and mingle and grab herself a drink. I'm currently whining to him about this party being a celebration of me and my single and that I shouldn't have to do actual work. He's clearly not listening as he pulls me from person to person, introducing me to some 'important' New York music people. I could care less while my smokin' girlfriend is in the room hopefully getting slightly tipsy.

2 hours. It's 2 hours before Damon finally lets me off the leash and I can go in search of Santana again. So much for showing her off to everyone. I see her again with the same guy from earlier; he is way too close to her for my liking. I watch them for a few minutes trying to figure out why she isn't telling him to back off. She's laughing at something he is saying and it's then I see him run his hand along her arm.

I storm over there about to lose it at him, when he notices me coming and I see him smirk at me.

"What do you think you're doing?" I ask him, somewhat aggressively.

"Hey Dani!" Santana says excitedly when she sees me; she's clearly had more than just a few tonight.

I ignore her and continue to death stare the idiot that put his hand on my girlfriend.

"We were just talking, weren't we babe?" He says to Santana, still with that stupid smirk on his face.

"Babe? Talking doesn't involve touching my girlfriend asshole!" I say getting louder, starting to draw attention to us.

"She's your girlfriend? Well she didn't seem to mind me chatting her up for the last half an hour." He says arrogantly. I'm about to knock this guy out. He's well aware of mine and Santana's relationship.

"Whoah, what?" Santana says confusedly to him. She needs to stop being so fucking adorable right now; I'm trying to be mad.

"Dude, back the fuck off." I say, pushing him away from her.

Damon comes up then and steps in between us, he speaks to whatever his name is and I see his eyes go wide before he stalks off with his tail between his legs.

"Yeah that's it, walk away, don't wanna get hit by a girl!" I shout after him stupidly

"Dani, that's enough!" Damon says furiously at me. I calm down and then look to see Jen my PA bring Santana some water.

I don't even know how the last 15 minutes got so out of hand but I realise how stupid I behaved and get pissed again and walk away.

I vaguely hear Santana call out to me over my new single playing for the first time in the room as I walk out.

Santana POV

I see Dani lunge at the guy I was talking to and I'm sat there in shock at what just happened. I know I had a bit to drink but I had no idea he was trying to come on to me. I'm snapped out of my stupor when her PA brings me a large glass of water. Before I can start drinking it, I see her walk away and head towards the main doors. I call out and jump up to follow her when I realise I'm probably still a bit too drunk to make my way anywhere quickly. I sit back down and drink some of the water trying to sober myself up enough to go and find her. I must look tense as Jen squeezes my shoulder and tells me not to worry and that Dani wouldn't go far.

It takes about 15 minutes for my head to clear enough that I can go looking for her. I head outside and ask a couple of people if they have seen her, one of them directing me to the limo I arrived in.

I open the back door and see her sitting there with her hands clenched staring at nothing in particular.

I climb in beside her, shutting the door. I saw the driver smoking and chatting with people as I came out, so I'm not too worried about us being interrupted.

"You know I wasn't flirting with him right?" I say to her. She doesn't respond, she doesn't even look as though she heard me.

"I met him when I first got here. We were talking about you and the single and he told me he interviewed you a few weeks ago. I didn't know many people here so I kind of just kept drinking to keep myself entertained and then he found me again after I'd probably had too much. I don't even know what we were talking about" Still no response.

"Dani" I say, trying to get her to answer me. Time for another tactic.

"It was pretty hot seeing you get all jealous you know?" She doesn't respond with words, but I see her eyes flicker slightly.

"I mean, you may as well have thrown me over your shoulder and banged your fists on your chest" Nothing yet.

"Baby" I try again.

"Danielle, look at me." I say sternly. I think I shocked her by using her full name as she looks up at me and I see a vulnerability I've rarely seen on her face.

"Give me your hand" I say as I put my hand out for hers. She slowly raises her hand to mine and I grip it before moving it down to dip below my dress. Her gaze follows my every move as I move her hand up between my thighs straight to my panties which have been dripping with arousal ever since I first laid eyes on her tonight.

She gasps softly at the contact, looking back in to my eyes.

"This is all you" I say to her. I see something change in her eyes as I say it and she takes control of her hand again, slipping it under my panties and through my wet folds. I moan out as I hear her let out a slight growl and she captures my lips in a searing kiss.

She is on top of me now, our mouths still duelling, while her free hand pushes my dress up further so she can get better access to me. She moves her mouth down over my jaw and neck, biting down hard, making me moan even louder.

I can feel her mouth everywhere as she kisses and bites the top of my chest on her way down my body. I am already panting and I know that it's not going to take much with the alcohol still running through my system.

She rips my panties off and spreads my legs wide, her fingers circling my clit a few times sending my body in to overdrive. I barely have time to catch my breath as she plunges two fingers deep into me while biting down on my nipple through my dress. She is thrusting her fingers in and out and just as I match her rhythm she adds a third finger. I bite down on my lip, trying to muffle my screams as she fucks me hard into the back of the seat.

I don't know how much time has passed but I can feel myself losing control, my body starting to shake as her free hand pinches my clit sending me spiralling into ecstasy. I have no time to recover before I feel her mouth cover me, licking and sucking the juices that just spilled from me. I feel her remove her fingers before replacing them with her tongue, her fingers moving up to rub my clit again. I can feel the warmth coil in my abdomen again as I prepare myself to be thrown over the edge. I start bucking my hips up to meet her tongue, the sensitivity of my nerves getting to be too much. I cry out her name as my orgasm rips through me. I try to pull back from her but she holds me in place lapping everything up, losing herself in me.

My body is still quaking as she slowly moves herself back up my body, covering my mouth with hers possessively. I can taste myself on her lips as I try to slow my breathing, her mouth moving up to my ear where she growls quietly "Mine."