An: Happy New year! Weeeee...and i'm hungover...indeed I am. sigh. I just want to thank all of you, all you readers and for your follows and faves and what not!

Now I know this chapter is short and maybe even pointless, but I felt like I had to write this and post it as short as it is until I can move on with the story, because next chapter is gonna take place in a different day and it juts felt really weird to have it included in this chap.

Anyway, next chap is coming. And your suggestions have been taken into consideration and some are being planned for future chapters. /So i'm a noob when it comes to writing smut so if you feel like giving a girl hand (lol) and help me improve, please! Do so, grace me with your expertise x.

long rant, ok, all errors on moi and I hope you enjoy!

We need to stop.

Slender fingers swept like flames over the quivering mess of Rachel's body, caressing lovingly and then swiftly changing to raw desire. She was being attacked from different directions, warm tongue dipping into her bellybutton, nails scratching her ribcage, kiss and another caress. The fabric of the leather couch made a distinct noise as they shifted their movements. Santana leaned over her and placed one hand over her shoulder, the other one making assuring circling movements around a nipple, evoking a moan from Rachel. And as a hot tongue descended to the breast, Rachel cracked under all the pressure. Her ears were ringing, and all she could hear was her body humming from the exposure of Santana's touch, it was like being under shallow pool. Drowning. And then she gasped as a harsh bite was laid on her and she was brought back to surface. Santana was all for Rachel's tits, her favorite course.

She bumped her nose against one nipple and reinforced the stimulation with her tongue swiping over it, lightly grazing her teeth. She moaned lustfully and at last devoured the protruding beauty. Rachel's back arose and fell back with a clogged moan in her throat.

"Fuck, Rachel" Santana hissed and departed again for the taunting flesh staring at her. Rachel reached for Santana's head and entwined her fingers with black strands; she clutched onto them and pressed the girls face even deeper into her.

"Oh god, San, feels so good"

"Mhmmm" the girl mumbled and then lightly pinched Rachel's other nipple with her hand. It was tormenting, Rachel concluded. Santana had deceived her. This wasn't fucking. This was a slow; anguishing everlasting foreplay as payback for all the times she had procrastinated with her blowjobs. So she liked watching Santana squirm, but this was mean, and to add to it, she could feel her hard cock hovering over her center. It was distressing and inhumane. She tried thrusting upwards but to no avail, her destination would only move further.

"I know what you want" Santana murmured and gave a tug at the flushed nipple before rising up, a knee on each side of Rachel's waist, putting a show for Rachel's eyes.

The girl stared at Santana's swollen lips and then dropped her gaze lower to the blushing, tender breasts, lastly coming to a halt at the solid long cock. She couldn't resist licking her lips and eying everything that was Santana. With a sheepish smile she reached for her assaulted breasts and cupped them. Santana exhaled shakily and scrutinized Rachel's stroking hands as they grasped delicate breasts with such fluid and sensual motion. Rachel looked deep into her eyes when she placed her hands atop on her tits and squeezed them together. How she wished she could hoist her self up and slip herself between them, she was being played so fucking hard and Rachel was enjoying the teasing by the arrogant expression on her face.

"Not today, we can't afford a mess" Santana murmured quietly to herself, Rachel only caught a few words but still managed to comprehend the meaning behind the cheerio's words. She pouted and god how that drove Santana crazy. The Latina bit her lip before shaking her head and returned to her earlier plan. She slid herself lower and climbed off with an arched eyebrow. Rachel felt the anticipation striding in her and felt a flickering wet warmth around her clit. She surrendered to the urge of sounding out her approval and moaned loud enough for Santana to snap and remove her tongue from the moist rosy nub.

"Wrong move, Ray" She tsked with a glint in her eyes that brought unease to Rachel. She exchanged her tongue to the palm of her hand and placed it there with a smirk on her face. Both girls stopped for a moment and interacted with their eyes only, Rachel's black fierce eyes meeting vicious brown. Her breaths started coming out harsh, accompanied by pure disdain and scolding furrowed eyebrows.

"You're sick"

Santana only smiled at her words.

"And you're incorrigible, always failing to obey"

Rachel huffed and furiously started rolling her hips against the girl's hand.

Santana watched her intently while slowly stretching her free hand towards warm lips, resting it there with a heavy weight.

'Problem solved' Santana heard the words inside of her and began taking in the feeling of Rachel's warm cum, spilling over her palm. Rachel continued to hump the obstacle between her legs and regretfully started moaning, only for them to fall mute as the hold over her mouth got harsher. It was painful and delicious, all at the same time but soon the increasing need of oxygen took over and her sight became infected with a layer of darkness. The hand on her mouth was ripped away, replaced with grazing warmth of familiar lips. They gasped together and then entwined their tongues before one of them pulled away, only to come together and thrash with passion. Their lips moved in symphony, Santana swallowing wild moans, and Rachel delivering harsh, tactful kissing, enforcing the arousal and fire within the other girl.

They are perfect, until the world outside falls over their heads.

TBC