**Authors Note** shorter than what I would've liked but I thought it fit the purpose. Yes I teased with a hint of smut, but there will be none in this chapter or in the next. I don't have a specific chapter that it will happen, I'm writing as I go but once Rachel and Blaine open up to each other it'll get really good, trust me guys. And thank you so much for sticking around to read and review this, it really means a lot to me :) Reviews, Favorite Author/Story, Story Alerts, all of it makes me so happy and I thank you! Enjoy this chapter and please review!

Chapter 6

Blaine was leaning against the wall watching the drunken girl in his house pace back and forth unstably, venting while tipping her 3rd beer back. He wasn't very mad at her anymore especially when she had shown up at his house later in the night demanding alcohol. She hadn't said much when she first walked in, ignoring his lewd comments and heading straight for the fridge. Now she was beginning to explain everything. Rachel told him about what happened two years ago and the whole argument between her and Finn. How much she despised Puck and Santana and how she wished they would just fuck each other into oblivion. (Blaine couldn't help but smirk at the comment.) She ranted about Finn and how all he ever wanted from her was sex and how he could've easily gone and gotten it from Santana. How he was too stupid to not notice all the tension between her and Puck for the last two years.

It was after her vent-session that Blaine started to feel uncomfortable. Rachel, the witty, bitchy, won't-take-crap-from-anyone Rachel he had known for no longer than two weeks began to break. She dropped the now-empty beer bottle and leaned her head against the wall beside him, pounding on it weakly while muttering to herself.

Blaine didn't know what to do with himself as he watched her and it was only when she began to slump did he realize what happened. He caught her swiftly, unconsciously careful not to hit her head as he scooped her up. It was odd carrying a girl to his bed when neither of them were half or fully naked and devouring each other. He laid her down in his bed, not imagining this at all being the first time she would be in it.

He made sure that there was a towel beneath her head and the garbage bin beside her, knowing all too well the effects of being drunk. Blaine propped her head up so she wouldn't choke and gently brushed back some strands of hair that had fallen in front of her face. It revealed her strong but soft jaw line and a slim delicate neck that he had the strong urge to suck and lick.

That's when Blaine pulled away. It took him a lot of strength but she was upset, drunk and passed out. He tried to convince himself he was holding back because it would be pointless to be giving hickeys to someone who wouldn't even be able to enjoy them but really it was because he didn't want to put her through the same thing again. It was exactly what Puck had done, and as much as he wanted to bed her, he didn't want to put her through that and chase her off before he could really take care of her.

Blaine stayed awake for as long as he could, watching her to make sure nothing too serious happened seeing as how she had downed so much alcohol in such a short amount of time, but he ended up passing out just as well, his arm stretched out near her stomach and his head on the edge of the bed.

~~beat~~

Rachel woke up with the biggest headache she'd ever had in her life. It was a struggle for her to lift her head and after trying then failing, she just opened her eyes. At first she didn't recognize anything, knowing exactly that wherever she was it wasn't her bedroom. Her eyes scanned wearily knowing that she was definitely in someone's house. That's when her line of sight dropped and she saw a familiar hand resting on the bed right beside her hip. She followed the hand to a wrist which led to an arm, which led to a mop of slightly messy dark curls.

Rachel sat up super fast completely forgetting about the pain in her head before it weight down like sand bags she was forced to balance on top of it. She groaned, loudly, but not nearly loud enough that it caused Blaine to jolt awake which he did, pushing himself up quickly on the bed. He had his back turned to her, scouting the area before remembering Rachel and turning back to her.

"That's what happens when your chug three beers in under 30 minutes." He quipped, landing on the bed beside her after handing her some aspirin.

Rachel groaned again remembering all the details of the previous night and how she had practically spilled out her guts to Blaine. No doubt he would go around spreading vicious stuff about her and how she wasn't as virginal as she made herself out to be. Yet, that was only if Finn didn't beat him to it.

"Why didn't you just take me home?" She growled, swallowing the pills dry. She was angered that she had actually spent the night.

"I don't know where you live." He stated. "Plus I like leaving a bad impression on people, I can't wait to hear what you're parents will think of me when they know you spent the night with me."

"I didn't spend the night with you, I spent it here." Rachel clarified, thinking that it wouldn't even matter considering her dads weren't even home and probably wouldn't be for a while. They came and went so frequently, Rachel was lucky if she ran into them when they were on their way out. "Well one good thing came out of this. Even though I told you what happened between me and Puck at least you'll stop making grabs at me."

"What do you mean?" Blaine cocked his head smirking, knowing exactly what she meant.

"I mean now that you know I'm not a virgin maybe you'll back off," Rachel made a move to slide off the bed, but Blaine was sitting in a spot that made it impossible without climbing over him.

"Don't you remember what I told you when we first met? Someone with experience is more valuable than someone who won't put out, now that you've-"

"It was one time," Rachel snapped, cutting him off. "He was in; it hurt like a mother fucker, not nearly as fun as everyone made it out to be, then he was out. The only experience I have is lying there."

Blaine shrugged, moving in a bit closer to her. "That's all it takes for me. But one time, two years ago, at least now I won't have to worry about breaking that barrier, and you'll still be tight as hell."

Rachel shifted on the bed her words making her slightly uncomfortable. Then she looked at him gently and said softly, "Thank you, for not trying anything with me last night."

Blaine studied her face closely before waving her comment off as if it was nothing before continuing with, "Don't thank me, what fun would be fucking you if you weren't conscious enough to be able to moan my name."

"You talk about this as if I would be some whore in bed. Or as if it would even happen at all!" She stated, crossing her arms.

Blaine's smirk remained on his face as he pushed himself up on the bed, towering over Rachel and leaning down to whisper in her ear, "Are you saying if I were to take you, right here, right now on this bed, you would be able to keep quiet?" Rachel's breath hitched feeling his own graze her ear. "You'd be able to bite your tongue if mine was buried deep into your cunt along with two," Blaine fingers reached for her face, tilting her face towards his. "…of these?"

His eyes were a darker shade of green than usual, turning into a mix of green and brown and she was hypnotized by the change and the amount of excitement and danger she found deep within them. Also her mouth was so close to his she yearned for the sensation of his pressed to hers. She licked her lips automatically and Blaine's hooded eyes dropped down to them, inspecting every single detail about them. Her top lip was thinner than the bottom but the pair of them was delicious just to look at. Her bottom was full enough that she could bite it shyly, yet it came across as seductive. He felt his cock twitch slightly when he imagined her mouth wrapped around it, taking him in, sucking and licking.

Rachel saw him make the decision but before she could pull away Blaine's mouth crashed on top of hers. It was more teeth than it was lips, as he sucked her bottom one harshly, gently scraping his teeth against it. Rachel couldn't help but kiss back, surprised by how erotic it was. Her tongue meshed with his, tasting each other until her pulled away to kiss down her jaw.

Rachel let out a small gasp, allowing air back into her lungs. It took her a moment to clear her brain. "No, I'm not making the same mistake again," She said weakly, her head still spinning.

"It's not the same though," He said, his mouth ghosting over her neck now and biting at her skin not very gently. He took pleasure in her pained little gasp. "This isn't Puck. You're not drunk, you're hung-over." Blaine sucked a hickey on the junction between her neck and collarbone, before leaving it to bruise. "You're not single and you're not a virgin." That's when Blaine's hand slid up her shirt just to play with her waistband, dipping a finger or two below it.

"No, stop it," Rachel said determined, as if it took every molecule in her body to say those words. She pulled Blaine's hand out of her pants, glad she stopped things before it got carried away. Rachel sat up and slid off the bed, standing there.

"You can't just do that!" She said, crossing her arms once more. This time it wasn't a prompt, confident gesture, it seemed as though she was uncomfortable and Blaine smiled. Rachel was lying. She wanted it but just wouldn't admit it. "You don't get it do you Blaine? You have no sense of personal space or boundaries at all. Just because I lost my virginity doesn't mean you can assume that I'm up to anything. That was two years ago and I still don't know anything and I'm not about to go and experiment with you."

Blaine watched Rachel's face scrunched up at the sight of him lounging lazily on his bed and he laughed. "I'm wounded Berry. Please, someone of your wit is surely to come up with something more cold-hearted than that."

"Okay," Her eyes narrowed as she drew closer to him. "You will never get me in your bed. Never."

Blaine matched her determined eyes with his own, a sense of cockiness added to them. "You're forgetting that I just had you there. Dripping wet with words of what I was going to do to you. Don't deny it Rachel, you want it. I've been with enough women to know what type of reaction means what and your flushed skin and stalled breath means you're aching for me. I can easily dull that ache when you feel the long bursts of my cum inside you, trust me, it'll be almost as good for you as it will be for me."

"You're disgusting."

"So I'm told. Day after day after day…" He rolled his eyes, standing up finally and beginning to clear away the mess from the night before. "The chase is thrilling and all Berry, but soon I'll be bored."

"Good." She stated prompt, making her way for the door.

"But the more you resist, the more exciting the chase is," He smirked. "Either way you lose."

"I'm not the one who won't be getting this," Rachel replied, making a point to bend over teasingly as she slid on her shoes, accenting her butt.

"Didn't know you had a lesbian kink, but believe me when I say it doesn't bother me," Blaine said back just as quickly, making his way to her.

"I don't have a lesbian kink!"

"So then you do like this huh?" Blaine bent over her, sliding his arm around her waist and pulling Rachel up towards him so her back was pressed against his chest as he grinded his pelvis into her. Rachel's head fell forward in shock at the new position she had ended up in and what he was doing while occupying that space with her. His hand once again teased the edge of her shirt before sliding to fast up towards her breasts.

"Whoa!" Rachel said, stepping back from him, breathing heavily. "No. No more, I should really go."

"Do you always go over to boys' houses to get drunk without a bra on?" Blaine grinned, loving how easily he could drive her mad. He had felt the soft under-curve of one breast before she had pulled away. Though he wanted it, he liked the thrill of teasing her just to the brink before she stopped him. It didn't really bother him so much, because he was for sure certain that soon he would have her melting in his hand.

"That's none of your business," Rachel said before grabbing her coat and fixing her hair. She was about to leave when she turned back to Blaine. "Thank you again, by the way," She said stiffly. "Even though you make me want to shoot you, I'm still grateful for what you did. Helping me last night and all, plus listening."

Blaine was surprised by the sudden change in conversation and once again he turned on his defensive mechanism since he had no idea how to properly respond to such a statement. "I was only doing it to get a good fuck and I would've if you hadn't passed out. I won't worry myself though, because there is always next time." Blaine leaned against the door, looking down at her.

"Next time?" Rachel raised an eyebrow.

"I'm very difficult to resist." He said smoothly

"No. You're just difficult in general."

"Goodbye Berry, until next time."

"Bye Blaine." Rachel said rolling her eyes and finally leaving the house. Even though he drove her nuts, Rachel couldn't help but smile while making her way to her car. Yes, he was a jackass, yes he was lewd and perverted but after everything that happened yesterday he decided not to take advantage of her but to care for her.

In Rachel's book that counted for something.

She already knew that there was more to the boy than just his appearance, something that he was hiding and Rachel realized she didn't know much about him because he hid it, even better than how she hid herself. But their encounters were proving to be somewhat revealing even if he wasn't aware of them himself. That was one of the things about him that she couldn't deny anymore and another was slowly beginning to surface within her. She had resisted before, his comments and touches, scared of what would happen and because of Finn but he was no longer in the picture. She was still cautious of Blaine, expecting nothing less from him than to just use her to get off and throw her aside, but Rachel wondered if there was even a slight possibility of more than that.