Chapter 27

"She is so messed up!" Mack yells into Santana's ear as they stand behind Rachel at the flip cup table.

"I know. Isn't it great?" Santana grins and cheers Rachel on as she tries to flip her last cup before Mike. Rachel cup flips just seconds after Mikes. Santana pulls a pouting Rachel into her arms. "It's okay, baby. He's a champ. You'll get there one day."

"The rooms spinning." Rachel says into Santana's chest. Santana just laughs and grabs Rachel hand to lead her to the coach.

The party has been going on for two hours now. They decided to move it to Quinn's, Santana's, and Rachel's apartment because it's bigger and they wanted to turn the dinner into a party. They called up some other graduates and some of the underclassmen that they know, so the apartment is pretty packed. Mrs. Anne, Puck's older neighbor, had no problem with babysitting London, so Sandy and Puck could come and have a good time with their friends.

After a couple of dances and mingling, Santana was able to talk Rachel into relaxing and having some drinks. Then after a while Rachel decided that she wanted to get in on a game of flip cup, now the girl is super drunk but still having a good time.

"You okay?" Santana asks as she runs her hand through Rachel's hair. They have been sitting on the couch for ten minutes now just watching the people around them.

"Yeah," Rachel buries her face into Santana's neck. "I might puke later on though."

"It's okay. I'll hold your hair back."

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Once Rachel starts to feel better, Santana decides they should dance a little. They dance around with Tina until Rachel wonders off with Quinn to watch Mack play a game of beer pong.

Santana is in the middle of laughing at a ridicules dance move Tina is doing when she feels someone press up against her back. "Hey sexy." Is purred in her she turns around Carter is standing behind her.

Santana has seen Carter around at parties and clubs. Plus there was that period that Mack and Carter was sleeping together before Mack got with Quinn. Carter still flirts with Santana and Mack whenever she can but of course nothings come of it. Rachel knows of Carters flirty ways so she doesn't even get jealous anymore when she catches Carter eyeing Santana at the clubs. Carter is just like an annoying stray cat waiting around for someone to notice it. Santana has never cared for cats.

"What's up?" Santana allows Carter to pull her closer only because Tina is behind her. Santana figures a little innocent dancing between the three of them is okay.

"You still with oh girl?"

"Rachel. And yes. I'm still very much with her."Santana says stepping away when Carter starts to get touchy. "What do you want Carter?"

"Hey," Cater throws her hands up. "I was just seeing if I had a chance."

"Well that would be a no." Tina says over Santana's shoulder. "You're hot and all but Rachel's fucking gorgeous and Santana's married to her gorgeous ass." Santana laughs as Tina shoos Carter away. "Have a nice night with someone else." Tina grins and grabs Santana's hands. "What a whore."

"Totally."

For the rest of the party the group of friend's end up in a corner dancing and drinking together. Every now and then they interact with some of the other party goers.

When the party ends at almost five in the morning, the apartment is covered in red cups, beer cans and liquor bottles.

"This is going to be hell to clean up tomorrow." Quinn comments as she sits down next to Rachel who is sobering up.

"Well…it was fun." Mike says from his spot on the floor. "I just want to sleep now."

"Me too." Mack joins into the conversation. "Well…after me and Quinn do the nasty."

"Mack!" Quinn turns bright red. "Shut up."

"What?" Mack smirks. "You're a total beast in bed, babe. That innocent little blond act doe…" Mack is silenced by Quinn when she jumps up and covers her mouth.

"Excuse us." Santana laughs as Mack and Quinn bicker as they make their way to Quinn's bedroom.

"…I don't get those two." Sandy says from her spot next to the couch. "Anyway…ready?" Puck nod at his girl before standing and hugging Rachel and Santana. "Do you Asians need a ride or are you staying here tonight?"Tina rolls her eyes at Sandy's question but gets up anyway to follow the parents out of the apartment.

Santana walks around the apartment, making sure everything is locked up before grabbing Rachel's hand to walk to their bedroom.

Once they're in the bedroom, Santana quickly gets undressed and hops onto the bed.

"Could you not tonight?" Rachel says eyeing Santana's clothes from the doorway. "I don't want to trip over your jeans while I'm on my way to the bathroom."

Santana sighs but picks up her jeans and t-shirt and puts them in the dirty clothes basket across the room. "You better be glad I love you." She comments as she walks back to the bed.

Santana bites her lip as she watches Rachel shimmy out of her tight skinny jeans, than putting her hand up her shirt and coming away with her bra. Santana's still feeling the effects of the vodka. Alcohol always makes her horny. Hell Rachel always makes her horny.

Once Rachel is down to just her panties and a t-shirt, she joins Santana in her bed. "Oh my god, your hands are cold!" Santana giggles when Rachel jumps away from the hand she tried to sneak up her shirt.

"Well you better get used to it because these hands are going to be all over you." Rachel squeals when Santana climbs onto her, running her hands down her sides, under her shirt. Santana tickles Rachel for a few more minutes before going in for a kiss. "What's wrong?" Santana asks when Rachel stops her from lifting her shirt.

"Not tonight, okay?" Rachel pats Santana's shoulder.

"Not okay." Santana groans. "Baby I'm like super horny…"

"You're always horny," Rachel comments with a tired smile.

Santana roll her eyes. "True. But I'm not always," She leans down to peck Rachel's soft lips. "super horny." Another peck. "Come on, Rach. I'm super horny." Then she captures Rachel's bottom lip between hers.

Rachel gives into the kiss, even allows Santana's hand to creep up her shirt to palm her left breast. "San…" Rachel sighs when Santana moves the kisses down to her neck. "San…seriously." Santana feels Rachel's little hand lightly pulling on her hair. "Not tonight. I'm too tired."

"Super horny, Rachel." Santana mumbles against Rachel's neck.

"I know."

"So?"

"So take care of yourself." Santana pulls away from Rachel's neck at that. "Don't look at me like that."

"Why would I take care of myself when I have you?" Santana frowns.

"Well you can't have me tonight, so either take care of yourself or go to sleep."

Santana slides off Rachel and props herself up on her elbow. "I don't feel like touching myself tonight." Rachel giggles and Santana pouts. "You're making this up to me." Santana demands while thinking of all the sex toys she plans on using on Rachel when the girl has to make up for not giving her any tonight.

"Promise." Rachel seals it with a sweet kiss goodnight.

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The next few weeks go very slow for Santana. Almost seven months ago she went from a cashier to a supervisor at Erin's, the retail store she works at, now she's trying to put her management degree to practice by trying to move up in Erin's to a manager's position.

Earlier today she had an interview with a corporate manager. After an intense interview, Santana found herself promoted to produce manager. When she got home all of her friends minus Mike was there to congratulate her. Mike could her during his break at work to tell her how proud he is. Everyone left after a few hours of sitting around the living room talking and laughing. Then Rachel dragged Santana into their bedroom to do some naughty things to her.

There is few times when Santana finds herself under Rachel. Santana has always been the top. She likes having control. She loves watching Rachel whither underneath her.

Santana likes being the top.

But she loves Rachel.

So whenever Rachel feels the need to call the shots, Santana is more than willing to hand over the power and let her girl take over.

So now as she finds herself under Rachel with two fingers buried deep inside her and intense eyes roaming her face, Santana can only think of three words. Three words that she doesn't thinks even begin to convey how much she's in love with this girl above her. Santana doesn't believe there is any words deep enough to express her feelings. But these three words are all she has right now.

So she uses what she has.

"I love you." Santana whispers over and over again into Rachel's shoulder as she starts to come down from her high.

TBC

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