The Gas Leak - Part 6 - Mercedes/Lauren/Artie
Title: The Gas Leak
Pairing: Santana/Brittany (Ch 1 et al), Finn/Tina (Ch 2), Will/Holly (Ch 3), Puck/Bieste (Ch 4), Sue/Emma (Ch 5), Lauren/Mercedes/Artie (Ch 6), & Others Later On.
Rating: NC17
Spoilers: Takes place in what I hope Season 3 to be.
Disclaimer: I don't own this.
The Gas Leak
Based on a prompt from the Glee Kink Meme http://glee-kink-meme.livejournal.com/8721.html?thread=14264849#t14264849
“Brittany and Santana have one of their famous rendezvouses in the Boiler Room at school. They go at it kind of rough and accidentally cause some type of Gas Leak. Now this gas leak doesn't kill you or make you pass out ... it makes you horny. So in various other parts of the school, multiple other pairs begin to participate in the school wide sex romp.”
Features Brittana and 7 other rair couples/groups.
Chapter 6 - Persistence of Vision - Lauren/Mercedes/Artie
Audio/Visual Lab - 3:47 PM
Three students sat around desk with their eyes fixed upon a solitary laptop. They watched as the film concluded, "Thank you all for watching. I'm Mercedes Jones, and I hope you consider me for your University Music program."
"And then we fade out to black, and that's the end" said the bespectacled Artie Abrams. "Ta-da! It is finished."
"Do you all think I shoulda said anything else on the end, like 'Have a Nice Day' or something like that?" asked Mercedes.
"No the way you ended it is fine, too many pleasantries make you look desperate," assert Lauren Zizes, "It's good the way it is. You let your singing be the distinguishing feature."
"You guys I can't thank you enough for helping me put together this video portfolio. It could really help towards getting a music scholarship for college. I would've been lost without the Master Director and the Mistress of Sound back me up!"
"No problemo girl!" said Artie in his best attempt at sounding ghetto. "You know we always back up our friends."
"You're just lucky Artie and I are doing this for free" added Lauren.
As the two were about to get up and leave Mercedes stopped them. "Wait you guys. I want to watch it again. I'm still not sure."
"What could possibly be wrong with it?"
"I just feel like it's missing something. I don't know what it is. I just feel it." Mercedes pleaded with them to stay, and soon they relented. After re-watching the short video, she was still equally confused.
"I don't think anything is wrong with it, Mercedes" said Artie.
"Really? I guess it's alright…"
"No, she's right," interrupted Lauren. "It is missing something." Mercedes and Artie looked back to Lauren and waited to hear what she had to say. "What it needs is more sex appeal."
Mercedes burst out into laughter. "Sex appeal? Me? Zizes, you are crazy, girl."
"No, I'm serious. With the right amount of sex appeal you can command an entire room and get people to do anything you want them to. This video you made is too wholesome, too boring. Mercedes, I know you can find in within yourself somewhere, I see it when you sing sometimes."
"You really think colleges will take more notice of me if I try to be sexier?" Mercedes saw as Lauren nodded. Artie too seemed to be in agreement. "Let's do it then!"
"Okay Artie, get the camera, we need to start practicing. We'll tape you so you can watch yourself back and see your faults," Lauren seemed oddly prepared for something like this, but neither Artie nor Mercedes thought to question it for some strange reason. Artie finished setting up the camera while Lauren started to make adjustments to Mercedes's clothes and hair.
"Okay girls. The camera is rolling."
"First thing you need to do is to take advantage of your boobs. Boobs are a woman's greatest weapons. Men are powerless to stop them. Isn't that right Artie?"
"Hell yes!" Normally Artie would find it awkward when women would engage in frank discussion about their boobs in his presence, but that feeling was entirely absent now.
"Girls like us who, you know, have more boobs to work with SHOULD have more power, but we don't take advantage of it! So here stand this way." Lauren put her hands on Mercedes's body, posing it in the sexiest, most revealing posture.
"Awwwww YEEAAAAH! Work it girl!"
"Shut up Artie."
"Sorry."
"Next we have to work on your eyes. Eyes are powerful weapons too."
"Why does everything have to be a weapon?" asked Mercedes.
"Because sex is like war," responded Lauren. "Total victory would mean being able to seduce a mate without words, just looks and eye contact. Now give the camera your best bedrooms eyes."
Mercedes attempted a sexy look, but Lauren was not satisfied. "No you're not doing it right!"
"Sorry, it's just that it feels weird trying to seduce a camera, and I still don't know what you're trying to get me to do."
"Fine then just forget the camera. Look into my eyes." Lauren shifted Mercedes's body closer to her own. "Seduce me."
Mercedes stared deeply into Lauren's eyes. She tried everything she could think of: Every pout, every wink, every eyebrow raise.
"No." Mercedes was beginning to lose hope. "Watch me." Lauren removed her eyeglasses. "Pay attention and learn." Then she stared at Mercedes in such a way that Mercedes almost shiver. She felt odd, and she began to take notice of how close her body was to the other girl's.
But suddenly, Lauren's lips were kissing hers. It was a new and interesting experience for Mercedes Jones. She had never been kissed by another female before, although her friendship with Brittany and Santana had made her wonder. She didn't know the first thing about lesbian sex, and she was to embarrassed to ask. Luckily for Mercedes, Lauren seemed to feel no embarrassment about this encounter at all, in fact it was Lauren's boldness that was the primary reason did not put a stop to it from the beginning.
Concluding their epic first kiss, all Mercedes could think to say was "Wow."
Lauren didn't say anything though, it was like all her thoughts had been replaced, and her sole purpose in life was making Mercedes believe that they both could be powerful sexy women. She grasped at Mercedes's blouse and unbuttoned several more buttons exposing more of her ample bosom.
As this lovefest of kissing and groping was occurring between the two girls, they had seemingly forgotten about Artie being in the room. He didn't really mind, obviously this was the most exciting thing her had ever been witness to. He eyed the camera still sitting on the tripod, the little red light still illuminated, and he chuckled silently to himself. Artie had watch copious amounts of pornography in his many years on planet Earth. Now here he was basically becoming the director for his own private porno flick.
He clicked the zoom button to better capture the heated kisses Lauren and Mercedes were sharing in front of him. Mercedes seemed like she was really enjoying herself. Lauren had sat her down in the office chair and was setting out to undo the buttons of Mercedes's jeans. When Lauren's hand disappeared beneath the other girl's underwear, Mercedes cried out in shock and pleasure.
As much as Mercedes was enjoying it at this point, Artie was enjoying himself just as much. He didn't need any feeling below his waist to know that he had an erection. From across the room he watched as Lauren made Mercedes's eyes flutter in ecstasy before she silenced her moaning with a well timed kiss.
After Mercedes regained some composure, she turned to Lauren and said, "that was an eye opening lesson. I didn't know you were so … wise."
"I'm full of surprises," Lauren answered. Then both girls started giggling to themselves. Turning to look at the third person in the room, Lauren said, "divas always perform better for an audience. Wouldn't you agree Artie?"
Mercedes turned in shock. "Artie? You're still here? My God, I'm so embarrassed."
"No it's perfect," stated Lauren. "Now that I've shown you how powerfully sexy women like us can be, I want you to use everything you've learnt in order to seduce Artie over here."
"What?" said Artie and Mercedes in unison.
"Do it. I have faith in you. Remember, you are a strong beautiful woman."
Mercedes stood up from her seat and sashayed over to him in his wheelchair. Artie was very excited as he eagerly waited to see what Mercedes had to offer him. She proceeded to straddle his seated form and then run her hands through his hair as she grinded his lap. Lauren looked on in amazement as Mercedes got into her impromptu lapdance for Artie.
Mercedes then got back on her feet before turning around to shake her ass in Artie's face. Artie felt bold and he slapped her behind exclaiming, "Yeah bitch, back that thing up!"
He shouldn't have done that.
Mercedes stopped dancing. Lauren gasped in shock unable to look away. Artie grew increasingly confused. Mercedes then ball her fists and punched Artie hard in the face. "I AM A BEAUTIFUL, POWERFUL WOMAN, AND YOU WILL SHOW ME RESPECT!"
The force of the punch caused Artie to fall backwards and tip his chair over. Artie clutched his now bloodied nose in pain, "Motherfucker! Son of a bitch," he screamed as Lauren ran to hold Mercedes back before she did any more damage.
Just before he passed out, Artie could have sworn her heard Mercedes shouting "R-E-S-P-E-C-T!"
…
In the parking lot of McKinley High, Kurt Hummel jumped from his SUV holding tight to his father's toolbox. He didn't want to be here, but he owed it to Brittany and Santana. So even though he was still suffering from the flu and he had neglected to put on a sensible furnace-repairing-outfit, he ran as fast as he could to through the main doors of the school.
The school seemed to be completely deserted, but he definitely smelled gas in the air. Santana had not been exaggerating; it was all over the school. Kurt had come prepared for every possibility, so he removed the cravat from around his neck, and placed it over his nose and mouth as a makeshift gasmask.
He then began to search the school for Brittany and Santana. He thought he had heard one of them mention their lockers, so he decided to head there first.
Turning the corner to the hallway where their lockers were located, he was shocked to see Brittany seated on the ground arching her back into the wall of metal. His eyes traveled lower and he could see that, of course, Santana was somewhere underneath Brittany's billowy skirt. Seeing this, he threw his free hand over his eyes and said a few choices words his father would not be proud of him for saying.
Brittany heard this and opened her eyes, "Oh hey Kurt! You're finally here! YAY! We didn't know when you'd be coming."
"Clearly someone here is coming…"
"Oh this," referring to the girl between her legs, "we just bored waiting for you."
"So you started to have SEX in the middle of the HALLWAY?"
Santana move her head out from under Brittany's skirt, "Yeah and this ain't no three way, so kindly get out of here"
"Look what you did Kurt, you made Santana stop!"
Kurt rolled his eyes. For a second he considered letting everyone die.
Santana noticed the toolbox Kurt hand in his hand, and promptly snapped out of her haze. "Shit, the gas leak, sorry … Let's go!"
Finally the three of them started to make their way back down to the boiler room. They didn't know how much damage they caused; all they knew was that they had a short time left before they wouldn't be able to do anything about it.
To Be Continued
Pairing: Santana/Brittany (Ch 1 et al), Finn/Tina (Ch 2), Will/Holly (Ch 3), Puck/Bieste (Ch 4), Sue/Emma (Ch 5), Lauren/Mercedes/Artie (Ch 6), & Others Later On.
Rating: NC17
Spoilers: Takes place in what I hope Season 3 to be.
Disclaimer: I don't own this.
The Gas Leak
Based on a prompt from the Glee Kink Meme http://glee-kink-meme.livejournal.com/8721.html?thread=14264849#t14264849
“Brittany and Santana have one of their famous rendezvouses in the Boiler Room at school. They go at it kind of rough and accidentally cause some type of Gas Leak. Now this gas leak doesn't kill you or make you pass out ... it makes you horny. So in various other parts of the school, multiple other pairs begin to participate in the school wide sex romp.”
Features Brittana and 7 other rair couples/groups.
Chapter 6 - Persistence of Vision - Lauren/Mercedes/Artie
Audio/Visual Lab - 3:47 PM
Three students sat around desk with their eyes fixed upon a solitary laptop. They watched as the film concluded, "Thank you all for watching. I'm Mercedes Jones, and I hope you consider me for your University Music program."
"And then we fade out to black, and that's the end" said the bespectacled Artie Abrams. "Ta-da! It is finished."
"Do you all think I shoulda said anything else on the end, like 'Have a Nice Day' or something like that?" asked Mercedes.
"No the way you ended it is fine, too many pleasantries make you look desperate," assert Lauren Zizes, "It's good the way it is. You let your singing be the distinguishing feature."
"You guys I can't thank you enough for helping me put together this video portfolio. It could really help towards getting a music scholarship for college. I would've been lost without the Master Director and the Mistress of Sound back me up!"
"No problemo girl!" said Artie in his best attempt at sounding ghetto. "You know we always back up our friends."
"You're just lucky Artie and I are doing this for free" added Lauren.
As the two were about to get up and leave Mercedes stopped them. "Wait you guys. I want to watch it again. I'm still not sure."
"What could possibly be wrong with it?"
"I just feel like it's missing something. I don't know what it is. I just feel it." Mercedes pleaded with them to stay, and soon they relented. After re-watching the short video, she was still equally confused.
"I don't think anything is wrong with it, Mercedes" said Artie.
"Really? I guess it's alright…"
"No, she's right," interrupted Lauren. "It is missing something." Mercedes and Artie looked back to Lauren and waited to hear what she had to say. "What it needs is more sex appeal."
Mercedes burst out into laughter. "Sex appeal? Me? Zizes, you are crazy, girl."
"No, I'm serious. With the right amount of sex appeal you can command an entire room and get people to do anything you want them to. This video you made is too wholesome, too boring. Mercedes, I know you can find in within yourself somewhere, I see it when you sing sometimes."
"You really think colleges will take more notice of me if I try to be sexier?" Mercedes saw as Lauren nodded. Artie too seemed to be in agreement. "Let's do it then!"
"Okay Artie, get the camera, we need to start practicing. We'll tape you so you can watch yourself back and see your faults," Lauren seemed oddly prepared for something like this, but neither Artie nor Mercedes thought to question it for some strange reason. Artie finished setting up the camera while Lauren started to make adjustments to Mercedes's clothes and hair.
"Okay girls. The camera is rolling."
"First thing you need to do is to take advantage of your boobs. Boobs are a woman's greatest weapons. Men are powerless to stop them. Isn't that right Artie?"
"Hell yes!" Normally Artie would find it awkward when women would engage in frank discussion about their boobs in his presence, but that feeling was entirely absent now.
"Girls like us who, you know, have more boobs to work with SHOULD have more power, but we don't take advantage of it! So here stand this way." Lauren put her hands on Mercedes's body, posing it in the sexiest, most revealing posture.
"Awwwww YEEAAAAH! Work it girl!"
"Shut up Artie."
"Sorry."
"Next we have to work on your eyes. Eyes are powerful weapons too."
"Why does everything have to be a weapon?" asked Mercedes.
"Because sex is like war," responded Lauren. "Total victory would mean being able to seduce a mate without words, just looks and eye contact. Now give the camera your best bedrooms eyes."
Mercedes attempted a sexy look, but Lauren was not satisfied. "No you're not doing it right!"
"Sorry, it's just that it feels weird trying to seduce a camera, and I still don't know what you're trying to get me to do."
"Fine then just forget the camera. Look into my eyes." Lauren shifted Mercedes's body closer to her own. "Seduce me."
Mercedes stared deeply into Lauren's eyes. She tried everything she could think of: Every pout, every wink, every eyebrow raise.
"No." Mercedes was beginning to lose hope. "Watch me." Lauren removed her eyeglasses. "Pay attention and learn." Then she stared at Mercedes in such a way that Mercedes almost shiver. She felt odd, and she began to take notice of how close her body was to the other girl's.
But suddenly, Lauren's lips were kissing hers. It was a new and interesting experience for Mercedes Jones. She had never been kissed by another female before, although her friendship with Brittany and Santana had made her wonder. She didn't know the first thing about lesbian sex, and she was to embarrassed to ask. Luckily for Mercedes, Lauren seemed to feel no embarrassment about this encounter at all, in fact it was Lauren's boldness that was the primary reason did not put a stop to it from the beginning.
Concluding their epic first kiss, all Mercedes could think to say was "Wow."
Lauren didn't say anything though, it was like all her thoughts had been replaced, and her sole purpose in life was making Mercedes believe that they both could be powerful sexy women. She grasped at Mercedes's blouse and unbuttoned several more buttons exposing more of her ample bosom.
As this lovefest of kissing and groping was occurring between the two girls, they had seemingly forgotten about Artie being in the room. He didn't really mind, obviously this was the most exciting thing her had ever been witness to. He eyed the camera still sitting on the tripod, the little red light still illuminated, and he chuckled silently to himself. Artie had watch copious amounts of pornography in his many years on planet Earth. Now here he was basically becoming the director for his own private porno flick.
He clicked the zoom button to better capture the heated kisses Lauren and Mercedes were sharing in front of him. Mercedes seemed like she was really enjoying herself. Lauren had sat her down in the office chair and was setting out to undo the buttons of Mercedes's jeans. When Lauren's hand disappeared beneath the other girl's underwear, Mercedes cried out in shock and pleasure.
As much as Mercedes was enjoying it at this point, Artie was enjoying himself just as much. He didn't need any feeling below his waist to know that he had an erection. From across the room he watched as Lauren made Mercedes's eyes flutter in ecstasy before she silenced her moaning with a well timed kiss.
After Mercedes regained some composure, she turned to Lauren and said, "that was an eye opening lesson. I didn't know you were so … wise."
"I'm full of surprises," Lauren answered. Then both girls started giggling to themselves. Turning to look at the third person in the room, Lauren said, "divas always perform better for an audience. Wouldn't you agree Artie?"
Mercedes turned in shock. "Artie? You're still here? My God, I'm so embarrassed."
"No it's perfect," stated Lauren. "Now that I've shown you how powerfully sexy women like us can be, I want you to use everything you've learnt in order to seduce Artie over here."
"What?" said Artie and Mercedes in unison.
"Do it. I have faith in you. Remember, you are a strong beautiful woman."
Mercedes stood up from her seat and sashayed over to him in his wheelchair. Artie was very excited as he eagerly waited to see what Mercedes had to offer him. She proceeded to straddle his seated form and then run her hands through his hair as she grinded his lap. Lauren looked on in amazement as Mercedes got into her impromptu lapdance for Artie.
Mercedes then got back on her feet before turning around to shake her ass in Artie's face. Artie felt bold and he slapped her behind exclaiming, "Yeah bitch, back that thing up!"
He shouldn't have done that.
Mercedes stopped dancing. Lauren gasped in shock unable to look away. Artie grew increasingly confused. Mercedes then ball her fists and punched Artie hard in the face. "I AM A BEAUTIFUL, POWERFUL WOMAN, AND YOU WILL SHOW ME RESPECT!"
The force of the punch caused Artie to fall backwards and tip his chair over. Artie clutched his now bloodied nose in pain, "Motherfucker! Son of a bitch," he screamed as Lauren ran to hold Mercedes back before she did any more damage.
Just before he passed out, Artie could have sworn her heard Mercedes shouting "R-E-S-P-E-C-T!"
…
In the parking lot of McKinley High, Kurt Hummel jumped from his SUV holding tight to his father's toolbox. He didn't want to be here, but he owed it to Brittany and Santana. So even though he was still suffering from the flu and he had neglected to put on a sensible furnace-repairing-outfit, he ran as fast as he could to through the main doors of the school.
The school seemed to be completely deserted, but he definitely smelled gas in the air. Santana had not been exaggerating; it was all over the school. Kurt had come prepared for every possibility, so he removed the cravat from around his neck, and placed it over his nose and mouth as a makeshift gasmask.
He then began to search the school for Brittany and Santana. He thought he had heard one of them mention their lockers, so he decided to head there first.
Turning the corner to the hallway where their lockers were located, he was shocked to see Brittany seated on the ground arching her back into the wall of metal. His eyes traveled lower and he could see that, of course, Santana was somewhere underneath Brittany's billowy skirt. Seeing this, he threw his free hand over his eyes and said a few choices words his father would not be proud of him for saying.
Brittany heard this and opened her eyes, "Oh hey Kurt! You're finally here! YAY! We didn't know when you'd be coming."
"Clearly someone here is coming…"
"Oh this," referring to the girl between her legs, "we just bored waiting for you."
"So you started to have SEX in the middle of the HALLWAY?"
Santana move her head out from under Brittany's skirt, "Yeah and this ain't no three way, so kindly get out of here"
"Look what you did Kurt, you made Santana stop!"
Kurt rolled his eyes. For a second he considered letting everyone die.
Santana noticed the toolbox Kurt hand in his hand, and promptly snapped out of her haze. "Shit, the gas leak, sorry … Let's go!"
Finally the three of them started to make their way back down to the boiler room. They didn't know how much damage they caused; all they knew was that they had a short time left before they wouldn't be able to do anything about it.
To Be Continued