I Know You Want Me - Chapter Thirty-One
Title: I Know You Want Me
Author: Sio & Maura
Rating: Hard NC-17
Length: 170,059
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 31
When Santana came home from work a couple of weeks later, Rachel met her at the door with a smile, tugging her inside. She pushed her up against the front door of their home and ran kisses down her neck, nimble fingers making short work of the buttons of her shirt, soon pushing it open. "God, I've wanted you all day, Santana," she hissed against her skin, moving down to bite her collarbone.
"I had the most delightful daydream in my Sociology lecture today," she continued, lathing her tongue over the bite mark she'd left on her lover's skin, "and I wanted very much to try it on you so Quinn is watching Aaron for the next few hours and I want to have my way with you. Can I? Would you mind?"
Santana groaned as she pressed against her fiancee. "Please. God, you can do whatever you want."
"Mmm, can I?" Rachel teased with a smirk, tugging on the open halves of her lover's shirt and pulling her towards the stairs, "Because if you're not opposed, I would like to indulge in a little play in our bedroom. In fact, I would like to try blindfolding you tonight. Do you think that would be an acceptable addition to our lovemaking? I really would like to try having the control of being able to touch wherever I want on your beautiful body without you being able to see where I will be touching or how..."
Santana whimpered. "God, yes," she stated as she licked her lips.
"Oh goodie! I have just the thing!" Rachel laughed, pulling her up into their bedroom and pushing her shirt off of her body. "I like playing with you," she whispered, before nipping Santana's earlobe and unfastening her bra. "Especially with these," she leaned down and sucked a nipple into her mouth with a low moan against tanned skin as her fingers slid down over her stomach to work the button of her pants. She pulled away with a pop, grinning slyly up at her lover, "So delicious."
Santana groaned unattractively, the surprise lust attack mixed with her quickly rising arousal was making her dizzy. "uh... Baby, slow down. I'll come if you keep going so fast."
"Aww," Rachel teased, pushing her lover down on the bed and tugging her pants off. "I suppose I could do that. It's just been a while since I've been able to play with you and I'm anxious," she admitted, leaning down to kiss her softly. "But I want you to last as long as you can," she gently stroked her cheek, "because I truly would like to maximize your pleasure today."
She straightened and slowly removed her clothing, gradually revealing the body she'd worked hard to regain the same tone and definition she'd had before her pregnancy with a shy smile. "Do I look okay?"
"So amazing," she said, her eyes taking in her lover's beauty. "More than I could have ever imagined," she murmured softly as she traced her girlfriend's hipbones. She leaned in and kissed the girl's sternum and pressed kisses to her nipples. "Though... I still love how big these are." she mumbled between kisses to the pillowy flesh.
Rachel moaned softly at the attention. "Prettier than those girls Sam brings to things?" she whispered uncertainly, needing reassurance that she was attractive enough to hold her lover's attention.
"They're whores and tranny-chasers," Santana pointed out simply. "They only like her because she's different and they wanna say that they fucked a trans person," Santana said before she sucked softly at the flesh. "You liked me before you found out. You love me because and in spite of my body."
"Of course I do," Rachel smiled uncertainly, running her hands over Santana's hair. She knew she loved the girl, knew that Santana knew she did. She didn't doubt any of that. She just doubted that she was as pretty as them. "Maybe I should try that blindfold now," she whispered, reaching for the navy silk scarf hanging from the headboard where she'd left it after taking it off after getting home from school.
"Anything you want, beautiful," Santana whispered as she pulled back and looked up at her lover. "I trust you."
Rachel smiled softly at her and slipped the cool cloth around her head. "I love you," she whispered and kissed her softly before covering Santana's eyes and tying it behind her head. "Lay back," she instructed with a low voice, gently pushing on her lover's shoulders. "I want full access to my beautiful fiancee's amazing body."
Santana pursed her lips and laid back shaking slightly from the chill running through her body. She was blind and she struggled to hear her lover's soft footsteps and movements to figure out what was to come next.
The bed dipped slightly beside her as Rachel crawled up onto the bed with her. Warm fingers ghosted over her skin, trailing from the corners of her jaw down her neck and over her chest. They lingered briefly on the peaks of her breasts, teasing to stiff peaks with the rough moisture of a tongue and cool breath before sliding down to drift over the smooth planes of her abdomen and tease at the waistband of her panties. "I did say I wanted full access to your body, lover," she whispered, her breath hot on Santana's ear as her fingers hooked under elastic and tugged downward.
Santana lifted her hips in aid to get her boyshorts off. She pushed her muscular arms against the bed and lifted herself up to help kick them off.
"Beautiful," Rachel's voice breathed in her ear after a moment, a hand cupping and squeezing her breast. "You're the most beautiful girl I've ever seen, Santana." The hand slid down over her abdomen to brush her inner thighs with its nails. "I love how wet you get for me," she murmured as a finger slipped between the cheeks of her ass to brush against her hole. "I wonder if you'll let me fill you," her voice was soft, curious, "I wonder what it feels like to be inside you, your walls pulsing around me..."
Santana squeaked as she felt Rachel touch her ass. "You... you want too?" she panted as her hips rose her dick falling heavily onto her stomach.
"Of course, I want to!" Rachel laughed breathlessly somewhere above Santana, "Don't you realize some of my most vivid fantasies involved you writhing on my fingers as I sucked and licked your clit or breasts?" The very tip of her littlest finger dipped slightly into the puckered hole as her thumb rubbed the delicate skin just below her genitals. "But I won't if you don't want it..."
"You can," she whispered as she reached over and fumbled for tiny packet of lube she knew was in the nightstand. "I got this when you mentioned it before." She slid it down to her girlfriend once she found it.
"San," Rachel breathed in that soft, almost awed way she sometimes uttered the first syllable of her lover's name when she was the most surprised by something the other girl did.
The soft tearing sound of the packet being opened reached Santana's ears soon followed by the slick feeling of it being spread between her cheeks. But that was all that happened as the warm fingers stopped caressing her ass and slid up to play with her breasts instead. "Not yet. I want you properly worked up first." The warm, moist heat of a mouth surrounded a nipple, sucking hard, teeth biting slightly and pulling to gently stretch the flesh.
Santana whimpered and brought her hand to rest on Rachel's back and in her hair. "God..." she breathed as she moved her legs to wrap around the other girl's body.
Rachel smiled against the flesh in her mouth, humming softly to make her lips vibrate against her lover's breast. She kept Santana's body close and her member pinned between them. "You know," she whispered as she released the nipple with a soft pop, kissing and nipping over towards the other, "I might not need any lube at all." She rolled her hips, pressing her core against base of Santana's dick and letting her feel how wet she was just doing this. "Maybe I should use a more natural substance..." She stroked up over Santana's neglected nipple with a broad swipe of her tongue, reaching down to swipe between her folds and collect two fingers worth of her own arousal before rubbing against her lover's hole. "Do you think our wetness will be enough?"
With a buck of her hips, Santana nodded frantically. Without being able to see her senses had gone into a frenzy. She wasn't used to not seeing what was happening to her body, whimpering when the fingers were gone. She scratched at the other girl's back. "Please, Rachel."
Rachel groaned throatily at the feeling of fingernails scratching at her back. "God, I love it when you do that," she gasped, bucking against her lover almost involuntarily. She ran her hand down between their bodies again, collecting more of her essence and scratching Santana's inner thighs before pressing a dripping finger against her hole again. "I'm going to take you," she whispered, her own heart racing, "I'm going to fill you and thrust into your body until you climax, Santana." She pressed a little harder, the tip of her finger sliding into Santana to the first knuckle, "What do you think of that?"
Santana groaned her head rolling to the side. "Take me," she groaned, blinking her near black eyes open under the blindfold and trying desperately to see Rachel. "Fuck me."
Carefully watching her lover's face under the blindfold and biting her lip, Rachel slid her slender digit into Santana's ass. She curled it as she slowly began to pump in and out, looking for the girl's prostate. Finding it, she rubbed the tip of her finger over it with each stroke in and out of Santana's body. "Are you okay?" she whispered, her free hand coming up to roll and pinch at her lover's breasts as she slowly thrust into her. "Is this enough or do you need more...?"
Santana's jaw fell open and she winced when first penetrated, but soon after she moaned and started meeting the thrusts. She bit her lip as her hand rested flat against her dick pressing it into her body for relief from her straining erection. "M-more."
Rachel nodded though she knew Santana couldn't see her. Lifting one of the girl's legs, she hooked it over her shoulder to open her wider, carefully rubbing her fingers through the lube and arousal coating the girl's ass before slipping a second finger in when she began to penetrate her again. "God, Santana, you're so tight for me," she hissed, groaning at the feeling of being inside the girl she loved. "I love how tight and wet you are..."
With a gasp, Santana started rolling her hips into Rachel's hand. One of her own hands came up and palmed her breast. "Kiss me, Rachel, please."
Rachel moaned softly and surged up Santana's body, her fingers still pushing in and out of her tight hole. "God, I love you so much," she whispered before kissing her fiancee hard and possessively, stroking her tongue out to brush along the crease of her lips, begging Santana to allow her complete entrance to her body.
Santana hooked her other leg around Rachel's hip and rocked, her dick stroking against their hip bones as Rachel thrust. She kissed Rachel with more fire than ever before. Her body starting to shake as her orgasm started to surge.
"Come for me," Rachel begged, her lips moving against Santana's as she spoke, "Let me feel what it's like to be inside of you when you find release. Please..." She dragged her fingertips over Santana's prostate over and over, working her lover to the peak. "I love you, my beautiful girl..."
With a final sharp arch Santana moaned and convulsed. Her orgasm shooting against their stomachs as she clenched around her lover's fingers. After several aftershocks she limply dropped her legs and lay against the bed struggling to find her breath.
Rachel slid down to lick the traces of Santana's climax from her belly. "So good," she groaned softly. "Santana," she wiggled her fingers gently where they were still inside her, knowing the girl still couldn't see her with the blindfold - or, more importantly, see her own body - and wanting her to believe in the fantasy for a little longer, "would you mind if I sucked your clit while I was inside you? I just... I've always really wanted to be able to do that to you..."
"Yes," she croaked softly as she felt her body stirring again. "Anything."
"Touch me while I do," she whispered, using her free hand to guide one of Santana's hands to the back of her head. "The way you said you would in those text messages we shared in Glee last year. Show me how you want to be touched." She slowly began to slide her fingers in and out of Santana again as she ran her tongue up her lover's member from the base to the tip. Swirling her tongue about the tip, she carefully took the soft penis into her mouth, easily taking the entire thing in its small state.
Santana fisted Rachel's hair and started rocking her hips. "You feel so good."
Rachel continued pumping as she allowed Santana's growing member to slip from her lips. "I love when I can get you off with just my lips," she carefully suckled the tip of her cock with a smirk, "but I'm starting to think it's best with lips and fingers." She twisted her wrist, sliding both fingers along Santana's prostate, "What do you think, love?"
"Fucking shit," she gasped as she bucked her hips. "God! Fuck, Rachel, can I eat you out while you do me?" she panted.
Rachel's eyes widened with an interested smile. "I hadn't thought of that," she murmured, licking her lips as she carefully pulled out of her lover and moved to straddle her face, "Like this?" Her dripping core was barely an inch from Santana's lips, the girl's nose just barely shy of brushing her swollen folds. Leaning down, she pushed Santana's legs apart and carefully slid her fingers back inside, using her free hand to hold Santana's erection down against her stomach so she could flick her tongue over the tip back and forth.
Santana didn't respond with words. When she smelled her lover over her mouth, she started sliding her tongue over the engorged flesh, the smooth muscle sliding deep into the girl quickly causing her to moan as she ate her. Rachel groaned, rolling her hips to meet her lover's thrusts as she began fucking her faster, swallowing her dick as deep as she could and working her throat around the tip. She ground her breasts against Santana's stomach, reaching back with her free hand to pinch and tug on the girl's nipples, each moan and whimper from her throat sending vibrations along Santana's shaft.
Santana nipped at Rachel's clit, her lips the wrapping around it and sliding two fingers deep inside her pussy. Rachel whined in pleasure around the dick in her throat, her body already beginning to clench around Santana's fingers, arousal coating the girl's lower jaw. She tried to focus on her task, but it was hard. Her fingers worked inside of Santana, stroking at her prostate and trying to push her to a second orgasm as she began teetering on the brink of her own climax.
Santana moaned and arched her back and slid her tongue as deep as she could into Rachel before giving into her own climax. She shot her cum down Rachel's throat as she urged her girl to do the same.
Rachel cried out around the dick in her mouth, grinding her core down into Santana's mouth as her orgasm hit. Her walls pulsed around Santana's tongue as if trying to draw her even further into her body. She'd been resisting climaxing for so long that she felt something release inside of her and the clear essence of her climax gushed from her, splashing over her lover's lips and chin and sliding down her neck. Her body spasmed a couple more times before she finally calmed enough to let Santana's softening member slide from her lips.
She slipped her fingers from Santana's body with a whimper, rolling off of her to sprawl exhaustedly beside her with a blissful smile on her face for a moment. "That," she gasped, panting for breath, "that was amazing." Once she started to feel her legs again she shifted until she was facing the right away and sprawled on top of Santana, trying to tug the blindfold off and kiss her at the same time, needing to see her eyes. "Are you okay?"
"I'm tired," she said softly as she cuddled into her lover's warm body. "I like that... The blindfolding and fingering... But maybe that's a once in awhile thing."
"Yeah," Rachel agreed with a happy sigh, snuggling in and ignoring how sticky they felt as the sweat and cum dried on their bodies. "But I do like experimenting and playing with you. And I liked how you reacted with the blindfold. You seemed even more excited than usual. It was very.. .stimulating for me." She rolled over and kissed her lover softly, moaning slightly at the taste of their unique flavors mingling on their lips.
"You are insatiable," she said softly. "Though I just figured out a perk of our son being hard of hearing... He won't be subjects to listening to us fucking all the time." She smirked and pulled the blanket over them.
"I don't know," Rachel remarked with a little giggle as she cuddled back into her fiancee's nude body under the blanket, "you've managed to make me scream pretty high before." She slid her fingers down Santana's side to grasp her hip and tug her closer. "I guess you just have a magic touch."
"Damn right," she smirked. "So let's hope he just ignores it."
"Hope so," Rachel laughed, snuggling closer, "because I'm not giving up my intimacy with you any time soon and I don't want to have that conversation for a long time."
"I doubt we will ever need to have that conversation ever," she explained as she looked at the clock. "Can we nap before the baby comes home?"
"Please," Rachel whispered, already half asleep. "But I think we'll need to bathe to be presentable before he gets home too..."
"Yeah. Holding the baby covered in cum? Not a great parenting tool," she whispered as she set her alarm on her phone and closed her eyes. "I love you."
"Love you too," Rachel murmured sleepily, wrapping an arm around Santana's waist and her head on her shoulder.
Almost two hours later, Santana dressed in pajama pants and a tank top with her hair in a messy bun and Rachel in shorts and t-shirt knocked on Puck and Quinn's door. The sound of footsteps could be heard through the metal and wood before it opened to reveal Puck, shirtless in a pair of jeans.
"Ew can you not babysit our baby topless?" Santana asked, her face scrunching up in disgust.
"You're the one who only has us babysit when you need to fuck." He smirked as he let them inside, "So, if I have to hear you two screaming I get to not wear a shirt while watching your spawn."
Rachel blushed bright red and looked for her son. "You didn't hear us," she stated firmly. "That's patently absurd, Noah."
"Is it now?" He raised his eyebrow. "How did I know that you fucked your little lady there? Huh?" He smirked and headed into the home he shared with Quinn. "Want a Gatorade or something? Rehydrate?" He offered as he grabbed three out of the fridge and a bottle of water. He handed the water to Quinn who was rocking the baby on the couch and brought the drinks to the girls.
"I hate you, Puckerman." Santana pouted and moved to plop down next to Quinn. "How was he?" She asked as she pressed kisses to the crown of AJ's head.
"Good," Quinn smiled up at her. "He's a sweet little boy. I like watching him. It's like practice almost."
"I'm entirely certain you'll be an excellent mother when you're ready, Quinn," Rachel replied, reaching for her son as she sat down beside her.
"You're not spawning until after college," Santana said strictly. Puck just rolled his eyes and came over and sat on the chair.
"Whatever, Lopez. Your fault if we do cause we keep babysitting yours while you fuck..."
"Santana, please stop threatening our friends," Rachel chided gently, patting the couch next to her. "Noah, don't be foolish, neither you nor Quinn are ready for children yet. To be honest, Santana and I aren't either, but we have our Aaron and we rely on our family and friends to make up for that lack of preparedness. Perhaps too much, but if we didn't have the two of you, we'd be even farther out of our depths."
Yeah, yeah..." he smiled.
Quinn rested her head on Santana's shoulder, "I love watching Aaron... I just miss hanging out with San sometimes..." she said softly. "I know I see you at cheer and work... but it's not the same."
"I know, but we had to grow up someday..." Santana said tiredly.
Rachel looked between the two girls then glanced at Puck who nodded. "Well, then, this seems like a perfect time to suggest the thing that Noah and I have been discussing."
Quinn looked at Rachel sharply, but didn't raise her head off her best friend's shoulder. "What are you talking about, Berry?"
"Simply put," Rachel shrugged, "you and Santana need some time off."
Puck nodded again, "Look, you two been running like crazy between school and work and all and Rach and I think you need a break. So we've been picking up some extra work here and there and we got something for our girls." He grinned, pulling a folder off the top of the bookshelf near him and handing it to Santana, "Thought you two could use a spa day together."
"It's just a day and Noah and I are certainly sufficient to watch Aaron," Rachel explained. "You've been so good about taking care of me and our son, Santana, that I want you to have this time with Quinn to relax and recharge your batteries. And Quinn, you certainly deserve it as well with how often you've stepped up to watch little Aaron."
"Wow," Quinn said, "I don't know what to say..."
"Just take it, woman!" Puck smiled, "Just relax and have some fun." he said before kissing her goodnight and heading to bed.
"Thank you, Rach," Santana said, knowing she couldn't refuse it. "let's get Aaron to bed okay?"
"Of course," Rachel smiled up at her fiancee, standing with their son cuddled to her chest. "Little man here needs his dinner too. Thank you again for watching him, Quinn."
Santana kissed Quinn's head and headed back up to her and Rachel's place. "Go get him fed and I'll bring some tea up." Santana offered to her lover.
"Thank you," Rachel responded, kissing Santana softly, "I hope you like the anniversary present Noah and I chose for you and Quinn. Neither he nor I could properly decide when the beginning of our relationships were, so we just decided to give you a present now. Perhaps it's a bit arbitrary but we appreciate the idea of being able to celebrate together in such a fashion. And it has been a year for us at least... I wanted to do something for you you wouldn't do for yourself."
"You're amazing." Santana smiled, "Go get in bed... I'll be up soon." She said after a light kiss.
Rachel smiled at her and carried their son upstairs to feed before laying him in his crib across the hall from their room. She sang to him softly as he looked up at her, smiling and cooing at his mother. "You're such a wonderful little boy, Aaron. You're going to be a good person, just like your mami." She reached in and stroked his cheek as his eyes started falling closed as the reassuring rhythms of her voice carried him to sleep.
Santana came in and pressed a kiss to his head, "Night, baby-boy." She smiled and took Rachel's hand and brought her back to their bed. "I love you so much."
She smiled at her fiancee, curling into her embrace. "I love you too, Santana. And don't worry, I'm certain Noah won't allow any harm to befall myself or our son while you and Quinn are being properly pampered in the manner you deserve."
"I'll miss you and Aaron though." she said softly, she pulled back the covers back and slipped in and waited for Rachel. "I'm sleepy."
Rachel crawled into bed beside her and kissed her jaw gently. "Sleep, love," she whispered, resting her head on Santana's shoulder where it fit best and wrapping her arm around the girl's chest as she stretched out beside her.