I Know You Want Me - Chapter Seven
Title: I Know You Want Me
Author: Sio & Maura
Rating: Hard NC-17
Length: 35,868
Spoilers: This is AU. No Beth. No Lucy. Puck/Rachel lasted for a few months instead of a week and Jesse is a bigger ass than canon. Also Santana's promiscuity implied in the canon is not in effect for this fic for reasons that will be made evident.
Pairing: Rachel/Santana, Puck/Quinn
Summary: Rachel's longed after someone since the first day they met, but will a big secret bring them together or destroy them?
Warnings (highlight to read): Gender Identity Disorder, pregnancy, angst, topping, language, voyeurism, dub-con, non-con, anal, oral, vaginal, public, fisting, size-kink, and talk of self harm
Chapter Seven - Bit By Bit
Santana had texted Puck earlier in the week, telling him she needed to talk. He was worried, but he agreed to meet up with her that Sunday night. He crawled through Santana's window after his date with Quinn and he looked around the darkly coloured room looking for his friend.
"San?" He whispered, "Where the hell are you?" Puck was scared of Santana's dad. He was a disturbingly unnerving man that did not like Puck hanging around his daughter, mostly because he had a tendency to always walk in on them getting drunk or high. He plopped down on her bed and laid back.
"How was the date?" Santana asked as she came into the room from the bathroom. She was honestly happy that Quinn had finally given Puck a chance and allowed him a trial date.
"Would have been better if I didn't have to come here, but yeah it was good." He smiled and sat up resting back on his elbows. "What the fucks the big problem, S? You've been hella cagy for weeks and I don't know what's going on with you." He said with a shrug. He missed her, Santana was his only real close friend.
"It's been a really long month," She sighed as she sat down next to him on the bed. "I'm having some personal issues that I need your help with." she said quietly and looked down at the floor.
"San. What's up?" He asked, worried about his friend. The bedroom door slipped open and Puck looked up, regarding the figure with a less than veiled surprise. "I... what the hell? Rachel? What the hell are you doing in Santana's room?" he looked down at his watch and raised his eyebrow at his ex-girlfriend. "At like 11 at night?"
Rachel shrugged, tugging at the hem of her sleep shorts. "Santana and her father are kind enough to allow me to stay here a couple of times a week. I'm glad you could come, Noah. Santana and I truly did need to talk to you. I trust your planned assignation with Quinn went admirably?" She asked as she crossed the room to take a seat in Santana's desk chair.
"When did you start chilling with Rachel?" He asked, his head tilting as he looked confused as he spoke. "You know that's Rachel Berry right? You hated her like a month ago."
Santana just shrugged and looked down at her hands. "Look, I don't question your thing with Q... don't question my friends alright?" She said curtly, "I fucked up and I need you to do something for me. You're my bro right? And you care about Rachel?" She asked quickly, needing to get this over with.
"Yeah. You know it." He smiled leeringly at his exgirlfriend for a moment before turning back to the other girl. Santana looked up and over to Rachel, her face was drained and tired. She didn't know how to tell her best friend that she got the girl pregnant. She looked to Rachel for help.
Rachel took a deep breath seeing the desperation in Santana's eyes and licked her lips. "Noah, I've been told that you are aware of Santana's... unique qualities, but what you are probably less aware of is the fact that, over the last three months, she and I have been engaging in fairly frequent and vigorously satisfying sexual congress."
Puck stopped, his jaw dropped and he looked from his ex-girlfriend to Santana. "WHAT?!" He exclaimed, which earned him a quick hand slapped over his mouth by Santana.
"Shut the fuck up, my dad's home." Santana hissed as she kept her hand over his mouth. "Yeah. Rachel and I have been fucking, gape for a moment then get the fuck over it." Puck nodded slowly, waiting for Santana to remove her hand. After a moment she did and Puck just watched the girls.
"You wouldn't fuck me... but you'll fuck her?" Puck asked when he finally formulated words again. "That's totally not cool."
Rachel rolled her eyes, "As if your moaning Quinn's name almost every time I fellated you would encourage me to allow you to take my virginity. Honestly, Noah, sometimes I sincerely wonder about the state of your mental facilities. Perhaps you should consider seeing a specialist? Football is a known cause of concussions and other inter-cranial injuries after all."
Santana leaned over and smacked him upside the head, "You pulled that shit with her too? I mean damn, dude." she shook her head, but when Rachel said she was a virgin she looked over at the girl and raised her eyebrow.
"Dude. I really love Quinn okay." He pouted and rubbed the side of his head. "Look, I'm sorry for saying her name, Rachel... but I can't believe you actually got Santana to let you touch her! She never even let me do that!" He shook his head and he laughed softly, "So what. Are you gonna decide to go back to being a dude now?" He stated before he realized what the words would mean. Santana's face fell, "San... i'm so sorry." He started and Santana got up off the bed and she quickly closed herself into her bathroom.
Incensed, Rachel bounced to her feet, took the two steps necessary and slapped Puck. Glaring, her hand still stinging from the force of the slap she growled, "How dare you say such a thing, Noah Puckerman?! Santana is a girl! She has always been a girl and she will always be a girl! How could you be such an insensitive ass!?"
"Fuck!" He exclaimed, "God why do you have your tits in a bunch!" He rubbed his cheek. "San told me she'd never use her tool... and now she's fucking you? It's a pretty dude like thing... I don't understand whats going on. I love her and I've always accepted her, but i'm just fucking confused!"
Rachel glared at him, "It's my fault, okay? I was the aggressor. I pushed and pushed until she finally fucked me, alright! I thought she was just intersexed, I didn't know until her father told me last month. So all of this is my fault but that woman in there," she pointed back at the bathroom, "is a girl to me no matter what she might have between her legs and I will not tolerate her being called otherwise."
He looked at her dumbly, "What the fuck is intersexed!" He looked so confused, and just overwhelmed. "You made her fuck you? Like i get it, biology trumps everything and whatever but damn." he shook his head and ran his fingers through this patch of hair. "I don't know.... All I know is that Santana has a dick but we both just ignored it... That's it, so now i find out you two are getting down? I'm surprised alright?"
"What I did was wrong, Noah, but it happened and we are learning to live with the," she licked her lips, fingertips lightly brushing over the slight bump of her stomach, "well... consequences... Now, if you'll excuse me for a moment, I would like to insure that my friend is alright."
She walked over to the bathroom door, knocking gently. "Santana?" she called softly through the door, "Can I come in?"
A soft yes could be heard over a faint sniffle. Santana was sitting, knees to her chest back against the sink counter. Her eyes were red from holding back tears. Her feelings were hurt. She thought Puck understood, but she was faced with the reality that no one would ever really understand. That she'd always feel like this.
With one last scowl over her shoulder at Puck for making Santana cry, Rachel carefully turned the knob and eased the door open, coming into the room to sit beside Santana. She hesitated a moment - uncertain it would be accepted - then slipped and arm around the taller girl's shoulders giving her a hug. "It's just Noah, Santana. He can be a terribly insensitive jerk sometimes, but he didn't mean it. You're a girl - a wonderful and beautiful girl - and you're going to be an amazing mother to our little one so don't let jerks convince you of anything else just because they can't keep their stupid mouths shut. Okay?"
Santana just sighed, looking down at her hands. "Fine. Can we just get this over with?" She was looking down, she never realized that Puck was now standing in the door way.
"No. Fucking. Way." He gaped, causing both girl's head's to snap up. "You're... You got her... You didn't use... Fuck, Lopez," He shook his head, suddenly comprehending why his friend was freaking out so hard. "Wow... You're keeping it? Not getting an abortion or whatever?" he asked looked to Rachel while he was attempting to wrap his brain around the new information. His best friend had knocked up his ex-girlfriend. But, the world didn't know his best friend had that ability. "How the fuck are you gonna keep this quiet, San? Are you like coming out now?"
"No. No one will ever fucking know about my problem." She snapped quickly, trying to squash the mere idea of her being and living openly. "Ever."
"You got someone pregnant! Girls can't do that. Think about this, San. What happens now!"
"Noah," Rachel growled, her hormones making it difficult to not fly off the handle at the boy, "if you perhaps would pause for a moment and think, you may realize that there is a reason you are being informed. We need your help, Noah. Please..."
He just looked baffled, "Look, I'm so confused right now." He looked at his ex and just tried to comprehend what was happening. "Just tell me what you need."
Rachel took a deep breath, her hands unconsciously seeking out Santana's arm for reassurance, "We need you to... claim the baby. Only publicly and just until we graduate and get out of this town! Please, Noah! We'll do anything! Just... please."
"How is this any kind of fair? You know that this will fuck shit up with Quinn... What the fuck happens if my mom hears from someone? Can't you just say you slutted it up and got knocked up?" He asked, understanding what the girls needed, but he didn't know if he could give it to them.
"She's not a slut, Puck," Santana said quickly, "Look, I just can't have people find out. I can talk to Quinn... and whatever we can figure it out... please... we can do anything."
Rachel swallowed back the tears that always seemed so close to the surface now, "I'll talk to your mom if necessary, but she never had a problem with me, remember? She liked that I was Jewish and we went to the same synagogue. It could be worse... imagine how unhappy she'd be if Quinn became pregnant! And it's not like my fathers would do something as foolish throw me out and I'd have to come live with you..." She sniffled, leaning over Santana towards him, "We truly would owe you so much, Noah."
Santana rested her hand on the small of Rachel's back as she spoke to Puck. The boy sighed, "I want to okay? But what the fuck happens when I don't bring a little Jew baby home to my mom? She'd be pissed and that ain't cool."
"We'll do our best to keep her from finding out, but if it comes to it," Rachel worried at her lip doing the math in her head, "I'll lie. I shouldn't be due until almost a month after graduation and by that time we can be out of here. I'll tell her they," her voice trembled slightly, "that they were stillborn."
Santana whimpered and she just looked up at him. "She won't find out." Santana knew the hours pucks mom worked, she wouldn't hear, she knew that she wouldn't. "Puck. Please. Do this for me..."
He sighed as he looked at the girls. "Yeah... I'll try okay. Only if people ask you, don't go telling people just for the fuck of it." he sighed as he looked at his friends. "You two gotta do something for me... you gotta give me something for putting my ass on the line for you both."
"Anything," Rachel whispered, too thrilled by his acceptance to think to put limits on the offer. "Whatever you want."
He watched them for a minute. "Go out to Santana's bed..." he stated, his eyes roaming over both of them as they started to move.
"Puck..." Santana warned as she clutched the back of Rachel's shirt. "We're not having a threesome."
"I just wanna watch." He stated, a little sad his first idea was already shot down. He watched as Rachel and Santana quietly moved back to her bed and sat down. Santana looked nervous, and rachel looked scared. "I won't tell anyone, just... just touch each other and I'll watch."
"What do you mean?" Rachel asked nervously, her fingers drifting over Santana's arm betraying her anxiety. "H-how?"
It was hard bringing out the sex kitten role she played for Santana - her enjoyment of the thrill of the idea of someone watching paling quickly with the fact of someone watching. She was nervous and a little scared so her fingers kept tracing light patterns over and over Santana's bare forearm. The contact soothed her and let her stay grounded.
"Puck.. I don't think... This isn't a good idea okay." Santana said timidly as she let her eyes slide closed as Rachel touched her.
"It's just sex right.... I've seen both of your junk and touched both of you... just touch each other for me. Rachel... Just give her head or something." he smiled sitting back in his chair, leering at the girls.
Santana looked over to Rachel at that. It's just sex. She kept telling herself that it wasn't a big deal. She nodded slightly at him and leaned back on her elbows. "It's okay." She whispered, her voice trembling slightly.
Rachel nodded, catching her teeth between her lips as she moved to straddle Santana's waist, letting her hair fall down around her face and smiling down at Santana as she tried to ignore Puck's lustful gaze. "Hi," she whispered, the same as she had each time they'd had sex since they'd attempted to "have sex like real girls", "you're my beautiful girl, Santana, and I just want you to feel good. Just relax and I'll take care of you."
She leaned down, pressing her body along Santana's as she nibbled at her neck, licking along the rim of her ear, whispering for her to hear only, "Later, when he's gone, you can touch me however you want and I will do my best to help you feel like the girl I know you are."
Santana nodded and ran her fingers up Rachel's legs and rested on her hips when they finally reached them. "Okay." She whispered, her arousal becoming obvious to the woman on top of her as the moment went on. She whimpered softly as she felt the warmth emulating through Rachel's shorts against her member. "Just focus on me... He's not here." She said, her hands moving up Rachel's back to her hair.
Puck just sat back, not realizing how intimate the situation was between the two women in front of him as he watched, his hand starting to migrate lower to his thigh to start to squeeze his cock softly. Rachel did her best to ignore him as she nodded, sucking softly at and letting her teeth graze over Santana's pulse point as she reached down to slide the other girl's shirt up and expose her lovely breasts. She nipped and sucked her way down her partner's body, shivering slightly as she felt the hardening member press into her baby bump as she paid especial attention to Santana's breast, lacing them with her tongue and lightly tugging on the nipples with lips and teeth.
She'd made a point of including breastplay as part of the workup of Santana's body whenever she went down on her ever since she'd discovered how much the other girl associated it with femininity. She carefully moved her way down, glancing up along the girl's body periodically to make sure she was still okay. Her fingers teased along Santana's waistband for a moment before carefully sliding under and beginning to slide them over her hips.
Santana lifted her hips, watching as the tip of her swollen cock popped out of her sleep pants. She ran her own fingers over her breasts, gently tugging at her nipples as she watched Rachel. She had noticed over the last few times they had been together she was less focused on watching the act, but more fixating on her lover's actions. Her movements and how she reacted. The darker girl nodded slightly when Rachel looked up, telling her it was okay to continue her exploration.
It was almost easier to ignore Puck as she slid Santana's sleep pants away and dropped them over the side of the bed, kissing up the other girl's thighs before gently kissing her balls and running her tongue up the underside of Santana's penis. "You're so beautiful," she murmured, kissing the crease of her hips.
Rachel carefully grasped the cock around the base with one hand as she swirled her tongue around the tip, collecting the drips of pre-cum beginning to slip from the gland. Squeezing gently and slowly working the shaft, she groaned softly, "You taste so good, beautiful girl...so wet for me."
"Fuck." Puck whispered as he watched the scene play out in front of him. He palmed his erection, stroking himself as he strained to hear the words Rachel had said to make Santana moan softly and her eyes flutter closed.
Santana whimpered, her eyes had fallen shut at the feeling's surrounding her. She ran her hand through Rachel's hair and groaned when she felt the rough tongue against her dick. "God... yeah.. so wet." She replied, her mind addled with lust as she started to rock into Rachel's hand slightly. "More, Rachel... more." She asked, tugging her hair to pull her closer to her leaking cock.
Rachel chuckled low in her throat - Puck barely on the radar of her attention any longer - and kissed the tip of her partner's straining erection. "Anything for you, Santana," she murmured before taking the tip within her mouth and giving a sharp suck before sliding down, teeth gently scraping over the shaft. She made a soft almost choking sound as the bulbous head tapped the back of her throat before sliding down where she could work it by swallowing.
"Shit." Santana grunted, as her hips arched and caused Rachel to take down more of her dick. "God. That.." Santana just let her head fall back and her breathing get quicker as she lazily watched Rachel's mouth stretch at the girth of her cock. She whimpered and used the tuft of hair in her hand to guide Rachel's mouth up and down the length of her dick. "God, your mouth..." she mumbled, "You feel amazing."
Rachel moaned, vibrating her throat and lips around the stiff member filling her mouth. She was so wet, dipping a hand under her shorts to slide through her folds and come out dripping to stroke her juices over Santana's member as she pulled back, continuing to stroke her as she moved up to suck on one of her tits. "I love your breasts," she murmured, "I believe they may actually be the sexual part of your body I love the most. I love playing with them like this..." she squeezed at Santana's trembling shaft now getting slicked with her own essence.
"Jesus." She exhaled, her eyes hooded with lust. Santana's eyes looked up and saw that Puck was quietly crawling out the window. He shot her a smile and a wink before leaving the girls alone. Santana's focus came back to the girl and she she smiled. "I like watching you suck on my tits." She admitted with a moan, her back arching into her. "Please Rachel... I need to fuck you. Just ride me please."
"But what about..." her voice trailed off as she looked over to see that Puck had disappeared somewhere during her time focusing on Santana. Blinking for a moment, she quickly stood and stripped her clothes from her body, moving to straddle Santana's waist, the feeling of her erection pressing against her ass sending a shiver through her. "Are you sure?" She asked, wanting to be certain this was okay before doing it.
The other girl was beyond words. She reached between them and slid her girth through the sopping wet pussy that was exposed to her. She lined them up and slid the tip in with a groan before moving her hands back up to Rachel's hips and pushing her down so she was impaled with her length. "F-fuck!" Santana tried to muffle herself, since her father was sleeping down the hall. She grunted and leaned back to gather some leverage so she could thrust faster. Santana was dripping in sweat, fucking Rachel hard and fast because she knew she wasn't gonna last very long.
Rachel bit her lip to muffle her cry as she slid fully onto Santana's member, her back arching and head falling back as the strangled cry slipped out of her. All she knew in that moment was Santana. Her cock filling her as her breasts filled her hands, nipples stiff against her palms as she rocked on top of Santana. Her own breasts swayed with each heavy thrust, bouncing the slightly fuller globes in time with their union. The bed creaked and groaned, almost loud enough to mask Rachel's soft whimpers and moans as the sensations built to a fever pitch inside of her leaving her trembling on the edge of climax. "C-close..." she whimpered, riding Santana for all she was worth.
With several more thrusts and a healthy bite to Rachel's neck, Santana muffled out a cry into the girl's salty skin. "Fuck. So.. close." She was writhing, her hips roating frantically and she wrapped her arms around the other girl, pulling her flush against her body as she shuddered. With a silent scream, Santana arched up hard and squirted out her orgasm into Rachel's hot passage. She rocked, trying to get all of her cum into the other girl which caused her hipbone to press into Rachel's clit, over and over again. She grunted feeling her dick tremoring as she started thrusting frantically again, knowing she had another load waiting for the girl.
Between knowing Santana came inside her, the way the girl's penis seemed perfectly shaped to hit her g-spot every time, and the hard stimulation of her clit, Rachel came hard, her muscles clenching around Santana's member even as she started thrusting into her again. Feeling slightly dizzy from the intensity of her orgasm, Rachel clenched her thighs around Santana's hips and rolled them until her back was pressed into the bed and Santana was above her fucking her like she wanted to make her pregnant all over again. It was enough to curl Rachel's toes and make her press her heels into Santana's lower back with a low groan as she rolled her hips to meet each hard thrust.
Santana fisted the bedsheets, as she came a second time. She shook and filled Rachel up again, the smaller girl shuddering and quaking through another climax beneath her. She was spent, her whole body was limp. She rolled them onto their sides, her long dick still deeply penetrating the other girl as she did. She rested her head on the pillow, just watching Rachel.
No one said anything. They just lay there, basking in the feelings soaring through their bodies and shaking with aftershocks. Santana fell asleep shortly after her orgasm, remaining inside Rachel with her left arm looped loosely over the other girl's hip as she gently snored in her sex blackout. Rachel just snuggled close, treasuring the intimate connection to the other girl between her thighs and over her hip - for as long as it lasted, even though she realized it was only a product of exhaustion - even as she slipped into her own sexually induced slumber.
It was just sex after all.