Fic: Rachel Needs Some Action
Chapter 13: Fantasy
Author: deeha
Rating: M
Disclaimer: I do not own Glee. There will be...action. Of the "M" kind (there are also a lot of other words here).
Summary: Tina thinks that Rachel needs to get some action. Rachel's just been busy. But when Santana comes into the picture, Rachel seems to be less busy.
Rachel is on her bed playing with the strands of her hair. She is waiting for Santana's call. She starts thinking about Santana and it's not long until naughty ideas float in her head. She laughs to herself because she likes Santana more than just for sexual reasons but...her mind is in the gutter more often than not.
She can't believe they haven't had sex yet (or as Tina would say "go to the finals").
So. Yes. She's been thinking about it.
Her phone rings and she answers it immediately.
Santana doesn't even say hi but asks, "What you doing?"
Rachel laughs and says "Oh just thinking..."
"About something dirty? A fantasy maybe..."
"Actually yes."
"I like where this is going. Tell me."
Rachel mockingly gasps and whispers, "What are you trying to do...are you initiating phone sex?"
Santana laughs "God please."
Rachel laughs "Ok well in my fantasy. You"
"Oh thank God I was hoping I'd be in it."
"Let me tell my fantasy!"
"Ok ok tell me your fantasy."
"You're wearing the Saturday Night Fever suit."
Santana laughs "Ok, yes I am."
Rachel laughs and continues "you strut your way towards me...and then rip off all my clothes! And then I usually wake up."
Santana coughs. "What? That's it."
"Well sometimes in my fantasy my outfit is different."
"Wow. That's bad."
"What! Don't insult my fantasy."
"Well are you sure there isn't more to it? I mean be a little bit more creative..."
"I'm not sure what you're expecting. It's not like I can control my stream of consciousness when I'm in deep R.E.M. That's what sleep is Santana."
"I'm pretty sure it's like a choose your own adventure book. And you chose the PG-13 route instead of the R rated route."
"My dream was totally R rated."
"Naw. It would've been R rated if let's say, after I show up in the suit and strut my way to you. I rip off all your clothes then I kiss and lick your nipple and let you hump my leg and you're so wet that it drenches a spot on my white pants and when I unbutton my dress shirt and bring your hands to rub my tits you come so hard but still beg for more."
Rachel pauses.
"Oh well that does sound nice."
Santana laughs. "You can have it."
"Well thank you. I appreciate it."
"So...do you want to know my fantasy?"
Rachel is about to say (hell) yes. But she hears Mr. Lopez in the background. It sounds like he is asking Santana to take out the recycling. Santana returns to the phone call and says, "The next time we're alone we can act it out. But now, I got to go help my dad."
Rachel dramatically sighs. "Well alright. I'll see you tomorrow then"
"I'll be the one strutting."
Rachel just hangs up. But later sends a smiley face text, to which Santana send an actual picture of her smiling.
Best girlfriend ever.
In the morning, Rachel tries to escape her home but her dad catches her.
"Young lady, where are you sneaking off to so early in the morning?" asks Leroy.
"Mrs. Lopez and I are going to soap up Santana's car."
"Oh. Ok well have fun."
"We will. Bye dad!"
Rachel and Mr. Lopez are making waffles. Well that is what they are supposed to be doing.
After Mrs. Lopez and Rachel finished their "prank" on Santana, Mr. Lopez asked Rachel to help him make breakfast.
He just bought a waffle maker. He's reading the instructions on how to set it up. Rachel is pretty sure that you just plug it into an electrical outlet, pour waffle mix into it, and turn it on and alakazam...you get waffles...
But Mr. Lopez is a doctor...so she is pretty sure he is much smarter than her. She lets him read the instructions and she mixes the batter for the waffles.
"Ok. It looks like you just plug it into an electrical outlet." says Mr. Lopez.
Rachel just smiles.
"So Rachel what are your intentions with my daughter?"
The flour she was pouring completely misses the mixing bowl. Mr. Lopez laughs. Rachel scoops the flour into the bowl and confidently says, "I intend to make her very happy. And my first course of action is to make sure she is fed."
Mr. Lopez smiles, "You already know the path to her heart."
Breakfasts goes without a hitch (except for the part where Mr. Lopez starts telling Rachel about the time a five year old Santana got into his shaving cream kit and tried to shave her face...Santana almost had to do the Heimlich on Rachel because she was laughing too hard).
"Oh come on Santana it's kind of funny."
Rachel is holding Santana's hand, as Santana assesses the "damage" to her little red two door Toyota S2000.
Mrs. Lopez and Rachel not only soaped it leaving white soap marks on the car...Rachel put post-its all over the driver side window (with little cute sayings of course).
"Oh I'm just reading your post -its. What does this one say? I can't read your writing..."
"My writing is clearly legible!"
"It looks like a kindergartener wrote this."
Rachel huffs and pouts.
Santana lets go of Rachel's hand to squeeze her butt. "Come on read this one aloud."
Rachel laughs and reads: Santana Lopez & Rachel Berry 4 Eva.
"That's hot."
Rachel laughs and squirms away when Santana tries to continue groping her behind.
Mr. Lopez comes out from the backyard with a bucket and sees the two chasing each other on the lawn. He shouts, "Hey Santana when you're done chasing Rachel, make sure you wash your car. Your mom told me to give you this bucket."
Santana is zeroing in on Rachel and shouts, "Ok dad!"
Rachel makes the mistake of looking to Mr. Lopez and that's when Santana tackles her to the ground.
"Gots you. Now I gets to eats you!" and she makes "chomp chomp nom nom" noises as she nips Rachel's neck.
"Your language is atrocious."
"What can I say? You bring it out in me. It's your fault."
Santana goes into kiss Rachel. But Mr. Lopez turns on the water hose and sprays Santana.
She screams and leaps off Rachel (who is laughing her head off) and runs towards her dad. Who really just gets a better aim to get her drenched.
"Dad! Stop!"
"Your mom said I could do it! We like Rachel!"
Rachel just laughs as she watches Santana try to stop her dad.
"Are you enjoying yourself?"
"Immensely."
Rachel is sitting on a lawn chair on the Lopez's front lawn. She's drinking pink lemonade.
And she is supervising Santana who is washing her own car. In a bikini.
Santana just rolls her eyes but for show gets a clean sponge, drenches it in the water and then stands right in front of Rachel as she squeezes the water all over her chest while moaning obscenely.
"Tease." says Rachel.
"You like it."
Rachel tilts her head like she is thinking, then says, "Yea. Do it again."
Santana repeats.
Continuously.
For Rachel's entertainment.
(The car does eventually get washed).
Rachel is sitting on the Lopez's living room couch, waiting for Santana to finish her shower.
Mr. Lopez is about to leave to go to work. Doctors work on the weekends.
Rachel quietly watches Mrs. Lopez who stops clipping out coupons from the newspaper and gets up to say goodbye to her husband.
Rachel can tell that they love each other very much because Mr. Lopez never takes his eyes off his wife and his smile never falters even if all Mrs. Lopez is saying that she'll be at church in the morning and she thinks that the neighborhood cat is eating their garbage.
"They do that all the time." whispers Santana.
Rachel turns as Santana sits down next to her, "Oh you're back? Do what?"
"Remind each other that they love each other."
Rachel smiles and Santana just hugs her tight.
Santana gives Rachel a tour of her room. The first thing Rachel notices are her stuff animals. She points and says, "Cute!"
"Thanks."
"Do they have names?"
Santana picks up each one and introduces, "This owl is Mr. Owl. This dog is Mr. Dog. And this elephant is Mr. Elephant."
Rachel furrows her brow, "That's not very creative."
"Ha -Ha. When a name fits - a name fits."
Rachel picks up Mr. Owl, and tells Santana to "Kiss Mr. Owl."
Santana rolls her eyes but kisses Mr. Owl.
"I'm going to steal this."
Santana smiles, and says, "Go for it, I think I got that from IKEA. Man. I love that store."
Santana is driving them to the Fabray's for lunch.
Tina calls Rachel.
"Hey Rach, you and San want to watch Magic Mike with me and...Magic Mike?
"Oh God you we're just waiting to use that."
"So no? You're just going to hang out with your Pretty Woman?"
"Can you stop?"
"Why? Something's Gotta Give."
"I hate you."
"Stop it. You know it's Love...Actually."
"Oh shut up."
"Hey."
"What?"
"P.S. I love you."
"I am going to hang up now. We will see you two tonight at Trivia Night."
"Alright, well we're going to eat too because I might pass out. Goodbye My Fair Lady!"
Rachel and Santana are standing in the Fabray's library. Quinn is standing above her mother. Who is sitting on the floor...cleaning a bunch of rocks.
"Mom! What are you doing? Where did you get these rocks?"
"I'm getting ready for Sunday school tomorrow, Quinn. We're going to paint rocks. Can you go buy some paint?"
"Wait! Where did you get the rocks?"
"From church."
"What? You mean from the rock garden at church?"
"Yes, Quinn, don't worry I asked the Pastor, he said it was ok."
Quinn collapses on the floor laughing.
Santana just laughs at Quinn.
Rachel asks "Mrs. Fabray do you need help cleaning the rocks?"
"Thank you Rachel I would very much appreciate that, since my daughter seems to have collapsed on the floor."
Quinn is still laughing on the floor.
Rachel crouches down to help Mrs. Fabray. Rachel asks, "Quinn why are you always falling on the floor?"
Quinn is laughing while she tries to say "Guys I fell down on the floor laughing and I can't get up."
Mrs. Fabray says, "Well we're going to leave you there for now because we're busy cleaning rocks for the children."
Quinn just bursts out laughing again.
Santana laughs and helps Quinn up.
Santana says, "Come on Quinn lets go get some paint for your mom."
After Rachel finishes cleaning the rocks...she goes back home to get ready for Trivia Night. She's in her bathroom curling her hair.
"Why...are...you?"
Rachel is startled by Santana who is standing in the doorway of Rachel's bathroom.
"Oh God I didn't hear the doorbell." says Rachel.
"Your dads let me in as they were running to catch that movie, uh Magic Mike. They're going to the Trivia Night right after."
"Oh God, Tina has been bugging me about Magic Mike all day."
"Uh ok but now onto more important things. Let's discuss how you are totally primo fantasy material right now."
Rachel is topless. She is in four inch high heels and wearing plain white panties. She pauses curling her hair with a curling iron. She's trying to cover her naked chest by crossing her arms over her chest, and also trying not to burn her hair. It's been over ten seconds so she has to let go of the curl and well...expose herself.
She decides it's about time her girlfriend has seen her fully topless.
The little "eeyess" sound from Santana amuses Rachel. But Rachel is a tease and continues to curl another strand of hair.
"Santana your fantasy is finding me in my bathroom curling my hair? That's not creative." She turns to face Santana.
"Rachel I'm going to take you against that bathroom counter."
Obviously Santana wants to have sex. Rachel thinks Santana might be drooling.
Santana pounces and her hands are on Rachel's hips and she's trying to kiss Rachel's neck.
"Let me turn off the iron!" shouts Rachel. Santana grunts at her to move it along. Sex needs to happen.
When Rachel gives Santana the ok, Santana greedily kisses Rachel's lips and palms her breasts. Rachel is backed into the bathroom counter and she arches her back which gives Santana more pressure against her body. It feels good. But.
"I don't want our first time to be in my bathroom." says Rachel.
Santana nods her head vigorously and says, "Ok bed bed bed right now."
Rachel runs to the bed and almost falls right off. But she keeps her balance and basically throws everything that was on the bed onto the floor (i.e. Mr. Owl and her dress she was going to wear).
She regrets throwing her dress on the floor so she hops off the bed to pick it up and drape it across her desk chair. Then she regrets throwing Mr. Owl so she picks him up, apologizes, gives him a quick peck and sits him on her desk chair. Which she swivels to face away from the bed to keep his innocence.
Santana throws her shirt at Rachel and it catches her face. Santana is laughing "Why are you such a dork?"
Rachel turns and is about to say something like insults are not conducive to nor is an appropriate form of foreplay. But at this point Santana is stepping out of her jeans and is basically just in her underwear.
Rachel foregoes the admonishment and just hops back onto the bed. She keeps her high heels on and it helps when she backs herself up to the headboard. She sits and waits thinking: sex sex sex its sex time!
"San? Are we going..." Rachel wants to say sex. To sex. To have sex.
"Bang? Yes. We are going to bang."
Santana crawls predatorily on top of her and says "I left my underwear on since I know you like taking it off."
And then basically Rachel takes Santana's bra off.
Rachel is about to take Santana's panties off but Santana's breasts are kind of distracting.
Also Santana is going to town. Like kissing Rachel everywhere and now her hands are strategically placed on Rachel's now very sensitive body.
Santana's right hand is pinching Rachel's nipple and her left hand is making tiny circles on top of Rachel panties.
Rachel is just gasping into the air. She's touching Santana breasts and loves the fullness. Rachel is thankful for the soft bed underneath her and loves being surrounded by her pillows as Santana hovers above her. She really wants to take off her panties and also Santana's for that matter.
When Santana stops kissing her, Rachel is mildly disappointed but that quickly dissolves when she realizes Santana is kissing a trail down her body to the top of her panties.
Rachel is trying to tell Santana to take her panties off. But Santana is already kissing her hip bone and she doesn't want Santana to stop. So Rachel slides her panties to the side and Santana wastes no time in kissing the now exposed skin.
Rachel's hips buck up immediately and Santana grabs Rachel's legs.
Santana sucks on Rachel's clit.
Rachel screams.
To say that Santana was pleased with that reaction doesn't even begin to capture it. Rachel can feel Santana smile and it just drives her even more crazy.
Rachel loves the sucking. And she tells Santana. So. Santana does it even harder.
When Rachel tries to touch her own breasts Santana's hands get there first. So then Rachel puts her hands on top of Santana's.
But now that both of their hands are massaging Rachel's breasts, Rachel's panties slide back.
Santana pulls her hands away from Rachel's and basically lifts Rachel's bottom off the bed to take her drenched panties off. She leaves Rachel's heels on.
Rachel sits up on her elbows to watch Santana rip off her panties. Rachel digs her heels into the mattress not even caring if they will break from the strain. She loves watching Santana try to quickly undress herself.
As Santana is taking off her own panties she's mumbling to herself, "Shit I don't know what I want to do first. Why are you so fucking hot? "
And then she just kind of pauses and looks at Rachel all pleased like. It makes Rachel wet. Rachel can literally see sex in Santana's eyes.
Rachel laughs and she pulls Santana back on top of her. Santana smiles and kisses her sweetly on the lips. Santana's hands are gently playing with Rachel's hair and Rachel is massaging Santana's lower back, which she knows relaxes Santana. They are both fully naked now (except for Rachel's high heels) and it's really a good thing.
Rachel whispers and slowly says, "Well if I may have a say, I would really like it if you put your fingers in me."
"Shit."
Rachel laughs.
"No fuck. I think I just came from you saying that."
Rachel laughs and kisses Santana as she guides Santana's right hand down as she says "I want you to touch me."
Santana nods and from there doesn't need any more direction.
Just even the tips of Santana's two fingers make Rachel groan obscenely.
"Rachel I think you're going to kill me."
"Ok well make me come first."
Santana laughs and kisses Rachel hard. This just causes Rachel to dig not only her heels into the bed but tighten her grip on Santana's hips.
When Santana pushes her fingers into Rachel and then use her hips to push in even deeper...well Rachel just starts speaking another language.
But it appears that Santana understands it because she moves her hips faster and thus fingers go in and out faster and this makes a very happy Rachel.
Words like "don't stop" and "deeper" and "shit Rachel I fucking want you" and "Santana fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me" are all said in between breaths.
Santana is pumping her fingers in and out and kissing Rachel on the neck. Rachel is squeezing Santana's hips and when she brings her hands to cusp Santana's butt, the deep "yes" from Santana brings Rachel even closer to coming.
Santana brings her left hand to touch Rachel's nipple and goes to lick it. Rachel wants to cry because it feels so good.
Rachel is sweating, her body is tight and hot and Santana is just doing everything right. Rachel likes watching Santana rub herself on her on arm which is still pumping into Rachel. When Rachel thinks about it she just can't believe it. She smiles and Santana catches it.
"Rachel?"
"Yes?"
And with each pump of Santana's fingers "I want you to come."
And Rachel does.
The tremors in her body make her close her eyes tight. She feels like she should breathe in deep but her heart is pounding so fast that it hurts. But. Like in a good way. A really good orgasm way.
She feels Santana shake so she opens her eyes just in time to see Santana enjoy her orgasm. Rachel loves that Santana's mouth is in a perfect "o" and that her eyes are also shut. Santana has very pretty eyelashes and when they flutter it makes Rachel tremble again.
It's like the feelings don't want to stop. Their bodies want to give into each other. They breathe against each other and Rachel is sure that their hearts are beating to the same drum.
When Santana gently collapses on top of Rachel, Rachel can't help but feel like everything is perfect.
Rachel asks, "So...are we going to skip Trivia Night? And have"
"More sex."
"Ok just checking."
Santana lies her head next to Rachel's and Rachel enjoys hearing and feeling Santana breathe against her. She especially loves the feel of Santana smiling against her neck. It feels intimate and she thinks this is a moment worth keeping. As Santana gathers herself she asks, "Can I ask why you were in your heels in the bathroom?"
"I was getting use to them so I could wear them tonight. I wasn't planning on you ravishing me in the bathroom."
"I like them. A lot."
"Noted."
Santana pulls her fingers out of Rachel but gently rubs Rachel's clit. A little giggle escapes Rachel and Santana just smirks.
Rachel brings her hands back up Santana's body and caresses Santana's face and smiles. "Want to ride my fingers?"
Santana convulses and says, "Shit Rachel I think I just came again."
Rachel laughs but that doesn't stop her from slipping her right hand in between their bodies.
Santana is chanting "yes baby you're getting closer. Keep going." And it reminds Rachel of their first date in the record store. Well Rachel is going to finish that.
When Rachel enters Santana with two fingers, a number of things happen. But first Santana grabs onto both of Rachel's shoulders (Santana's wet fingers turn Rachel on even more) and looks deep into her eyes.
"Babe I'm going to ride you hard."
"I hope so."
When Santana starts moving it is Rachel who is groaning. Her wrist is already straining but she keeps up and vigorously moves her fingers in and out of a very wet Santana.
Rachel doesn't know where to look. At her hand. Or in Santana's eyes. Or at Santana's breasts. She is pretty sure her eyes are in sex heaven right now.
Between the noises of the bed and the sounds of Santana riding against Rachel, Rachel's ears are burning.
Rachel curls her fingers in Santana and that makes Santana scream "fucking Rachel Berry oh fuck yes."
Rachel wants to laugh but it's not like she isn't thinking "fucking Santana Lopez fuck yes."
Santana's grip on Rachel's shoulders get tighter and Santana's hips somehow go even faster. Rachel is amazed at Santana's enthusiasm. But then again not.
"I love sex with you we are doing this every day!" screams Santana.
Again Rachel wants to laugh but orgasms are about to happen.
Santana sits up and bounces up and down and Rachel's mouth just drops open. Rachel's eyes choose to look at Santana's breasts (very good idea) which are now accentuated by Santana running her hands through her hair.
And because Santana sits up, Rachel's fingers go even deeper into Santana.
Santana is pretty much a sex dream right now. Her hair is falling against her skin and her face is just in agony.
Rachel wants to touch her. She brings her left hand to touch Santana's breast and then Santana takes her hands out of her hair to help Rachel squeeze her breast.
"Do you like that Rachel? Does it feel good?"
Rachel nods yes.
Rachel brings her hand down to Santana's stomach and Santana rolls her head back.
Rachel brings her hand to rub Santana's clit. Santana screams. Rachel thinks that Santana is going to break her wrist she is moving so fast. But she's ok with that. Very ok.
"San fuck."
Santana looks at Rachel and smiles. "Yeaa."
And then she comes. Hard. And Rachel has to sit up and hold Santana.
Santana is chanting "so good" when she comes she's so happy and Rachel is smiling.
They're both so happy they finally had sex. And good, strike that, great sex.
They kiss in their sitting position and just bask in each other. No one needs to say that they want to go at it again.
A/N: LOL. So many words.