Fic: Turn My Swag On (4a/4) Rachel/Brittany R
Title: Turn My Swag On (4a/4)
Author: meremortal2k5
Pairing:Rachel/Brittany,Rachel/Santana,Rachel/Quinn, Rachel/Brittany/Santana/Quinn
Rating: R
Length: 10000+ (in total)
Spoilers: All of season1 just to be safe
Summary: Totally AU PWP. If I tell you what it’s about, then I’ll end up explaining everything that happens in a single sentence. Read it and then tell me if you can summarise the fic without giving everything away.
Blue eyes watched as Rachel gingerly sat on the edge of her bed, chewing at her thumb. “I don’t understand why you’re so nervous, Rache.” Brittany moved from lying down on her girlfriend’s bed until she was kneeling behind the brunette. “What happened to my sexy Rachel?” She kissed Rachel’s neck feeling the girl relax against her.
“What if they don’t come, Britt?” Rachel frowned. If Brittany wasn’t completely a part of what she had done and what she wanted to do, Rachel would feel as though she had cheated on her girlfriend.
Brittany wrapped her arms around the smaller girl and gave her a gentle squeeze. “They’ll be here soon. And, if they’re not,” She shrugged her shoulders. “Then it’s just you and me, baby and I’m totally fine with that.”
Rachel sighed softly and turned her head so that she could look into sparkling blue eyes. “I love you.”
Brittany smiled widely. “I love you too.” She bounced a little on her knees until the bed and Rachel moved with her. “You just need to turn your swag back on.” She licked at her lips and smiled seductively.
Rachel chuckled quietly and rolled her eyes. “I still don’t understand what you mean.”
“It’s all about attitude, Rache.” Brittany pressed a quick kiss to full lips before carefully tugging at Rachel until she was lying on the bed. “Still sore, baby?”
Rachel nodded. “A little.” A smirk lifted her lips as she remembered why her bottom was still stinging, “I’m okay with this though.” She lifted her fingers and smoothed blonde hair away from azure coloured eyes.
Brittany straddled her girlfriend and leaned forward until their faces were close enough to share oxygen. “You want me to be your swag fluffer? I really don’t mind helping.” She grinned.
Rachel laughed at the beautiful blonde and then pulled the girl down until her body blanketed Rachel’s. “You are more to me than a ‘fluffer’, Brittany.”
“I know.” Brittany blushed. She was still getting used to how affectionate Rachel was. It wasn’t just the soft touches, cuddles, smiles and loving looks, Rachel liked to use her words too. “It’s just that the thought of getting you all warmed up for Santana and Quinn is kinda hot.”
“It is?” Rachel chewed at her lip.
Brittany nodded. “You’re incredibly sexy, Rachel, but …” Her brows knitted as she looked down at the diminutive brunette. This, she didn’t get. “You don’t seem to realise just how sexy you are until you’ve cum. I don’t get that.”
A deep blush flushed across Rachel’s cheeks. “I … get my ‘swag’ on after achieving an orgasm?”
“Oh yeah.” Brittany grinned widely. “It’s so hot.” She tucked her long hair behind her ears so that it wasn’t in Rachel’s face before dipping forward to kiss her girlfriend.
“Brittany,” Rachel moaned as their kisses deepened. “We can’t.”
“Of course we can.” Brittany muttered as she kissed along the brunette’s jaw and then down her neck.
Rachel tilted her head to one side, giving Brittany better access to her sensitive neck. “What if we don’t hear them ring the door bell and they end up leaving?” Rachel gasped as the blonde bit her neck. “Oh.”
“They’ll ring again, Rache. And, if we still don’t answer the door, they’ll keep ringing until we do.” Brittany smirked against the reddening skin beneath her mouth. “After what happened today, Santana and Quinn will probably be ringing that bell until Monday, if we don’t answer.”
“I’m so glad that my fathers decided to spend the weekend visiting Uncle Silas.”
Brittany stopped kissing Rachel’s neck and lifted her head until blue eyes met brown. “They’re here.”
“Huh?” Rachel blinked. “I didn’t hear the door bell.”
“I can feel them glaring at each other from up here. I think that they just pulled into the drive.” Brittany sighed, resting her forehead against Rachel’s. “I really wish that they would be friends again.”
Rachel lifted her chin and pressed a chaste kiss to her girlfriend’s lips. “Me too, baby. Now put your hand down my shorts and make me see stars before my apprehension convinces me to turn off all the lights and pretend that we’re not home.”
“Yay!” Brittany grinned as she leaned her weight onto her left elbow and trailed very willing fingers down her girlfriend’s body as Rachel kissed her hungrily.
Rachel gasped as warm fingers entered her little shorts and then started to rub quick circles around her clit. She pushed her hand between them and slipped her fingers into Brittany’s sweatpants. Her girlfriend was warm and wet. Making sure that the tips of her fingers were slick with Brittany’s juices, she matched Brittany’s rhythm and massaged the other girl’s sensitive bud until they were writhing against each other.
The door bell chimed, but neither girl stopped.
Brittany wanted to both giggle and growl at the interruption. She knew that they had to hurry because of the very real danger of both waiting girls, starting a heated argument before she and Rachel could even get the chance to help them become friendly again.
Brittany pulled her lips away from her girlfriend’s. “Open your eyes, Rache.” She continued to rub the brunette as she breathed quickly. “I want to see your eyes when you cum.”
Rachel’s dark eyes fluttered open at the sound of Brittany’s voice. She couldn’t help but smile at the beautiful girl above her. She quickened her own touches, knowing that neither of them would last much longer.
Brittany watched as Rachel’s eyes darkened. She could feel her girlfriend’s hips grinding up against her fingers. “Mine.” Brittany whispered into the small space between them.
“Yours, Britt.” Rachel gasped. “Oh God. We don’t … have to do this.” Rachel blinked rapidly. What had she been thinking? Brittany was more than enough for her. She didn’t really need anyone else.
“Yes we do.” Brittany smiled reassuringly, her fingers never stopping. “We both want this. We both need this. It’s … right now, you’re mine, okay?” She pressed a quick kiss to Rachel’s lips. “Cum for me, Rache. I want to see you cum so badly.”
Rachel nodded furiously. “I’m yours.” She panted. “Always yours.” She cupped her free hand to Brittany’s cheek, staring into blue eyes, as she worked to make Brittany feel as good as she did. Her breath hitched as Brittany pinched at her clit, but she managed to do the same.
The blonde licked at her lips as she watched her girlfriend’s eyes widen and her mouth drop open. She could feel Rachel’s hips thrust up into her own as the brunette came with Brittany following right behind her.
They stared into each others eyes as intense pleasure rolled through their bodies, fingers still moving to draw out every last shudder.
The door bell rang out again and then again and again.
“Santana’s getting impatient.” Brittany chuckled breathily and rolled off of Rachel to flop down on the bed bedsides her. “You’d better go get the door.”
“Why me?” Rachel whined as she turned to lean over the blonde. She nibbled at her lip. Brittany looked absolutely delicious.
Brittany laughed. “Because you’re ready for round two and I need a rest.”
Rachel smirked because Brittany was right, like always, at least when it came to her and sex. “I guess that you helped me turn my swag back on after all.”
“Yay for me.” The blonde clapped her hands together. “Go get them, Rache.”
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“Seriously, Tubbers. You fucking touch …” Santana’s scowl turned from the blonde head cheerleader to the door of the Berry’s home as it was swung open. She crossed her arms over her chest. “Took your sweet time, Berry.”
“Santana, Quinn, welcome to my home. Please come inside.” Rachel stepped to the side to allow her guests entrance. She smiled warmly at the two girls and they passed her by. She bit at the corner of her lip as her dark eyes fell to two perfect posteriors clad in Cheerio’s red. Brittany had also been in her uniform before using Rachel’s shower but was now relaxing upstairs in sweats. Rachel wondered momentarily as to why Santana and Quinn were still wearing their uniforms. She tilted her head as she regarded the two girls standing in her home. “Did Coach Sylvester keep you both late at practise?” Brittany hadn’t mentioned anything, but then she and Brittany had been pretty busy doing other things since getting home from school.
Quinn huffed and rolled her eyes. Her arm crossed over her waist as she arched an eyebrow at the Latina. “Santana here decided that it would be fun to drop me on my ass, so Coach thought that we both needed the extra practise. Three hours later, here we are.”
“I did not drop you on your ass, Juno.” Santana spat angrily.
“I’m no longer pregnant, Santana.” Quinn glared.
“But you’re still fat.” The brunette sneered. “That’s why you fell on your ass. You broke the pyramid.”
Quinn blinked and then launched herself forward. “Bitch.” She snarled as she reached out for Santana’s face with curled fingers.
“Hey!” Rachel yelped. “Guys? Stop this right now.”
“What the fuck, Fabray? That’s my face.” Santana gasped. She jumped back, hitting the wall behind her and almost knocked a framed mirror to the floor.
“I am sick and tired of all the names, Lopez.” Quinn panted as her anger got the better of her. “I am not Juno, Preggo or Tubbers, and I am definitely not fat.”
Rachel really couldn’t help the soft moan that escaped her mouth as she pressed herself into the now closed door. The sight of a red faced, snarling Quinn had always been a turn on.
Two pairs of eyes snapped to Rachel.
Rachel’s breath had quickened, her face flushed with heat. She nibbled at her lip. “You need to stop this.” She swallowed hard. “You both know why we’re all here and, even though I really wouldn’t mind one little bit if you tore at each others clothes and rolled around while I watched, Brittany is upstairs, and you guys fighting upsets her.”
Santana smirked whilst Quinn blushed, but both girls stopped arguing and instead, gave their full attention to the tiny diva.
“So, what is it that we’re all here for?” Santana smiled seductively and arched a dark brow. She really wanted Rachel to say the depraved things that she was thinking. “And, just so you know, I didn’t sign up for any kind of shit involving Fabray.”
“Santana.” Rachel chided. She stepped away from the cool wooden door, taking a deep breath as she did so. The brunette stood between the other two girls and reached out for their hands. “Brittany and I have both decided that, even though we love each other very much, that we’re in need of something extra, namely you.”
“You want a foursome?” Santana breathed. Even after what had happened at school, she was still more than a little surprised that the tiny brunette and her girlfriend had dragged her into their sex life. She was even more surprised to find that the holier than thou Quinn Fabray was also included.
Rachel pursed her lips as she thought. “It’s not all about sex, Santana, though sex is a very big part of it and I do, apparently, wear Brittany out sometimes.” She sighed. “We just need more and we have come to agree that we both need you two.”
“Both of us?” Quinn cleared her throat, taking the squeak with it. “I’m not sure that I can do this, Rachel.”
Santana’s eyes widened at the blonde’s use of Rachel’s name and she wondered as to what had happened between Rachel and Quinn to cause the change in attitude. Santana thought back over being between Rachel’s legs and then having Rachel fuck her. She blinked rapidly as she stared at Quinn, thinking about the blonde eating Rachel. “Did you two fuck?”
Quinn held her breath and glanced down at her feet as heat infused her cheeks.
“You fucked, Berry?” Santana swallowed.
“Spanked.” Rachel spoke up.
“What?”
Rachel huffed. She wanted to be upstairs already but it seemed that the other two girls still had issues to resolve before they took that step. “Quinn spanked me until I came. She didn’t fuck me, though I hope to rectify that soon enough.” Rachel pressed her thighs together.
“Nice.” Santana breathed.
Hazel eyes lifted to meet the very dark eyes of her oldest friend. For some reason, she expected Santana to judge her.
“I didn’t realise that you had a freaky bone in your body, Q.” Santana leered at the blonde. “It’s nice to know that you aren’t as straight up as you make out to be.”
“Quinn?” Rachel dipped her eyes and looked up at the taller girl through thick lashes. “It still tingles.” She bit her lip. “I think that it would feel really good for both of us if I straddled you whilst you squeezed my sore ass.”
Quinn gasped. Her eyes widening as that particular image played out in her mind.
“Ay dios mio.” Santana moaned. “Please say that I get to be a part of that?”
Rachel’s eyes snapped from Quinn’s to Santana’s. “Brittany too. But, only if you want this.” She glanced back at Quinn. “None of us will force you to do something that you don’t want to do.”
“Fuck that. I’m in.” Santana smiled seductively. “Q? You want a piece of this?”
The blonde cheerleader ran her wet tongue across her lips and nodded. “Okay.”
Rachel clapped her hands and cheered. “Finally.” She smirked. “Now, please, follow me. Brittany may have fallen asleep waiting so long.” The brunette stepped up onto the bottom of the stairs and turned to look over her shoulder.
As Rachel ascended the stairs, Santana and Quinn’s eyes fell to the short shorts that the brunette was wearing and the letters scrawled across the diva’s derriere. Bite Me.
“Do you like them?” Rachel asked with a smirk. “Brittany bought them for me.”
Quinn nodded furiously and Santana bit back a groan. “Is that an invitation, Berry?”
Rachel touched the tip of her tongue to her top teeth as her eyes flicked between the two girls. “It sure is.”
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tbc
Author: meremortal2k5
Pairing:Rachel/Brittany,Rachel/Santana,Rachel/Quinn, Rachel/Brittany/Santana/Quinn
Rating: R
Length: 10000+ (in total)
Spoilers: All of season1 just to be safe
Summary: Totally AU PWP. If I tell you what it’s about, then I’ll end up explaining everything that happens in a single sentence. Read it and then tell me if you can summarise the fic without giving everything away.
Blue eyes watched as Rachel gingerly sat on the edge of her bed, chewing at her thumb. “I don’t understand why you’re so nervous, Rache.” Brittany moved from lying down on her girlfriend’s bed until she was kneeling behind the brunette. “What happened to my sexy Rachel?” She kissed Rachel’s neck feeling the girl relax against her.
“What if they don’t come, Britt?” Rachel frowned. If Brittany wasn’t completely a part of what she had done and what she wanted to do, Rachel would feel as though she had cheated on her girlfriend.
Brittany wrapped her arms around the smaller girl and gave her a gentle squeeze. “They’ll be here soon. And, if they’re not,” She shrugged her shoulders. “Then it’s just you and me, baby and I’m totally fine with that.”
Rachel sighed softly and turned her head so that she could look into sparkling blue eyes. “I love you.”
Brittany smiled widely. “I love you too.” She bounced a little on her knees until the bed and Rachel moved with her. “You just need to turn your swag back on.” She licked at her lips and smiled seductively.
Rachel chuckled quietly and rolled her eyes. “I still don’t understand what you mean.”
“It’s all about attitude, Rache.” Brittany pressed a quick kiss to full lips before carefully tugging at Rachel until she was lying on the bed. “Still sore, baby?”
Rachel nodded. “A little.” A smirk lifted her lips as she remembered why her bottom was still stinging, “I’m okay with this though.” She lifted her fingers and smoothed blonde hair away from azure coloured eyes.
Brittany straddled her girlfriend and leaned forward until their faces were close enough to share oxygen. “You want me to be your swag fluffer? I really don’t mind helping.” She grinned.
Rachel laughed at the beautiful blonde and then pulled the girl down until her body blanketed Rachel’s. “You are more to me than a ‘fluffer’, Brittany.”
“I know.” Brittany blushed. She was still getting used to how affectionate Rachel was. It wasn’t just the soft touches, cuddles, smiles and loving looks, Rachel liked to use her words too. “It’s just that the thought of getting you all warmed up for Santana and Quinn is kinda hot.”
“It is?” Rachel chewed at her lip.
Brittany nodded. “You’re incredibly sexy, Rachel, but …” Her brows knitted as she looked down at the diminutive brunette. This, she didn’t get. “You don’t seem to realise just how sexy you are until you’ve cum. I don’t get that.”
A deep blush flushed across Rachel’s cheeks. “I … get my ‘swag’ on after achieving an orgasm?”
“Oh yeah.” Brittany grinned widely. “It’s so hot.” She tucked her long hair behind her ears so that it wasn’t in Rachel’s face before dipping forward to kiss her girlfriend.
“Brittany,” Rachel moaned as their kisses deepened. “We can’t.”
“Of course we can.” Brittany muttered as she kissed along the brunette’s jaw and then down her neck.
Rachel tilted her head to one side, giving Brittany better access to her sensitive neck. “What if we don’t hear them ring the door bell and they end up leaving?” Rachel gasped as the blonde bit her neck. “Oh.”
“They’ll ring again, Rache. And, if we still don’t answer the door, they’ll keep ringing until we do.” Brittany smirked against the reddening skin beneath her mouth. “After what happened today, Santana and Quinn will probably be ringing that bell until Monday, if we don’t answer.”
“I’m so glad that my fathers decided to spend the weekend visiting Uncle Silas.”
Brittany stopped kissing Rachel’s neck and lifted her head until blue eyes met brown. “They’re here.”
“Huh?” Rachel blinked. “I didn’t hear the door bell.”
“I can feel them glaring at each other from up here. I think that they just pulled into the drive.” Brittany sighed, resting her forehead against Rachel’s. “I really wish that they would be friends again.”
Rachel lifted her chin and pressed a chaste kiss to her girlfriend’s lips. “Me too, baby. Now put your hand down my shorts and make me see stars before my apprehension convinces me to turn off all the lights and pretend that we’re not home.”
“Yay!” Brittany grinned as she leaned her weight onto her left elbow and trailed very willing fingers down her girlfriend’s body as Rachel kissed her hungrily.
Rachel gasped as warm fingers entered her little shorts and then started to rub quick circles around her clit. She pushed her hand between them and slipped her fingers into Brittany’s sweatpants. Her girlfriend was warm and wet. Making sure that the tips of her fingers were slick with Brittany’s juices, she matched Brittany’s rhythm and massaged the other girl’s sensitive bud until they were writhing against each other.
The door bell chimed, but neither girl stopped.
Brittany wanted to both giggle and growl at the interruption. She knew that they had to hurry because of the very real danger of both waiting girls, starting a heated argument before she and Rachel could even get the chance to help them become friendly again.
Brittany pulled her lips away from her girlfriend’s. “Open your eyes, Rache.” She continued to rub the brunette as she breathed quickly. “I want to see your eyes when you cum.”
Rachel’s dark eyes fluttered open at the sound of Brittany’s voice. She couldn’t help but smile at the beautiful girl above her. She quickened her own touches, knowing that neither of them would last much longer.
Brittany watched as Rachel’s eyes darkened. She could feel her girlfriend’s hips grinding up against her fingers. “Mine.” Brittany whispered into the small space between them.
“Yours, Britt.” Rachel gasped. “Oh God. We don’t … have to do this.” Rachel blinked rapidly. What had she been thinking? Brittany was more than enough for her. She didn’t really need anyone else.
“Yes we do.” Brittany smiled reassuringly, her fingers never stopping. “We both want this. We both need this. It’s … right now, you’re mine, okay?” She pressed a quick kiss to Rachel’s lips. “Cum for me, Rache. I want to see you cum so badly.”
Rachel nodded furiously. “I’m yours.” She panted. “Always yours.” She cupped her free hand to Brittany’s cheek, staring into blue eyes, as she worked to make Brittany feel as good as she did. Her breath hitched as Brittany pinched at her clit, but she managed to do the same.
The blonde licked at her lips as she watched her girlfriend’s eyes widen and her mouth drop open. She could feel Rachel’s hips thrust up into her own as the brunette came with Brittany following right behind her.
They stared into each others eyes as intense pleasure rolled through their bodies, fingers still moving to draw out every last shudder.
The door bell rang out again and then again and again.
“Santana’s getting impatient.” Brittany chuckled breathily and rolled off of Rachel to flop down on the bed bedsides her. “You’d better go get the door.”
“Why me?” Rachel whined as she turned to lean over the blonde. She nibbled at her lip. Brittany looked absolutely delicious.
Brittany laughed. “Because you’re ready for round two and I need a rest.”
Rachel smirked because Brittany was right, like always, at least when it came to her and sex. “I guess that you helped me turn my swag back on after all.”
“Yay for me.” The blonde clapped her hands together. “Go get them, Rache.”
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“Seriously, Tubbers. You fucking touch …” Santana’s scowl turned from the blonde head cheerleader to the door of the Berry’s home as it was swung open. She crossed her arms over her chest. “Took your sweet time, Berry.”
“Santana, Quinn, welcome to my home. Please come inside.” Rachel stepped to the side to allow her guests entrance. She smiled warmly at the two girls and they passed her by. She bit at the corner of her lip as her dark eyes fell to two perfect posteriors clad in Cheerio’s red. Brittany had also been in her uniform before using Rachel’s shower but was now relaxing upstairs in sweats. Rachel wondered momentarily as to why Santana and Quinn were still wearing their uniforms. She tilted her head as she regarded the two girls standing in her home. “Did Coach Sylvester keep you both late at practise?” Brittany hadn’t mentioned anything, but then she and Brittany had been pretty busy doing other things since getting home from school.
Quinn huffed and rolled her eyes. Her arm crossed over her waist as she arched an eyebrow at the Latina. “Santana here decided that it would be fun to drop me on my ass, so Coach thought that we both needed the extra practise. Three hours later, here we are.”
“I did not drop you on your ass, Juno.” Santana spat angrily.
“I’m no longer pregnant, Santana.” Quinn glared.
“But you’re still fat.” The brunette sneered. “That’s why you fell on your ass. You broke the pyramid.”
Quinn blinked and then launched herself forward. “Bitch.” She snarled as she reached out for Santana’s face with curled fingers.
“Hey!” Rachel yelped. “Guys? Stop this right now.”
“What the fuck, Fabray? That’s my face.” Santana gasped. She jumped back, hitting the wall behind her and almost knocked a framed mirror to the floor.
“I am sick and tired of all the names, Lopez.” Quinn panted as her anger got the better of her. “I am not Juno, Preggo or Tubbers, and I am definitely not fat.”
Rachel really couldn’t help the soft moan that escaped her mouth as she pressed herself into the now closed door. The sight of a red faced, snarling Quinn had always been a turn on.
Two pairs of eyes snapped to Rachel.
Rachel’s breath had quickened, her face flushed with heat. She nibbled at her lip. “You need to stop this.” She swallowed hard. “You both know why we’re all here and, even though I really wouldn’t mind one little bit if you tore at each others clothes and rolled around while I watched, Brittany is upstairs, and you guys fighting upsets her.”
Santana smirked whilst Quinn blushed, but both girls stopped arguing and instead, gave their full attention to the tiny diva.
“So, what is it that we’re all here for?” Santana smiled seductively and arched a dark brow. She really wanted Rachel to say the depraved things that she was thinking. “And, just so you know, I didn’t sign up for any kind of shit involving Fabray.”
“Santana.” Rachel chided. She stepped away from the cool wooden door, taking a deep breath as she did so. The brunette stood between the other two girls and reached out for their hands. “Brittany and I have both decided that, even though we love each other very much, that we’re in need of something extra, namely you.”
“You want a foursome?” Santana breathed. Even after what had happened at school, she was still more than a little surprised that the tiny brunette and her girlfriend had dragged her into their sex life. She was even more surprised to find that the holier than thou Quinn Fabray was also included.
Rachel pursed her lips as she thought. “It’s not all about sex, Santana, though sex is a very big part of it and I do, apparently, wear Brittany out sometimes.” She sighed. “We just need more and we have come to agree that we both need you two.”
“Both of us?” Quinn cleared her throat, taking the squeak with it. “I’m not sure that I can do this, Rachel.”
Santana’s eyes widened at the blonde’s use of Rachel’s name and she wondered as to what had happened between Rachel and Quinn to cause the change in attitude. Santana thought back over being between Rachel’s legs and then having Rachel fuck her. She blinked rapidly as she stared at Quinn, thinking about the blonde eating Rachel. “Did you two fuck?”
Quinn held her breath and glanced down at her feet as heat infused her cheeks.
“You fucked, Berry?” Santana swallowed.
“Spanked.” Rachel spoke up.
“What?”
Rachel huffed. She wanted to be upstairs already but it seemed that the other two girls still had issues to resolve before they took that step. “Quinn spanked me until I came. She didn’t fuck me, though I hope to rectify that soon enough.” Rachel pressed her thighs together.
“Nice.” Santana breathed.
Hazel eyes lifted to meet the very dark eyes of her oldest friend. For some reason, she expected Santana to judge her.
“I didn’t realise that you had a freaky bone in your body, Q.” Santana leered at the blonde. “It’s nice to know that you aren’t as straight up as you make out to be.”
“Quinn?” Rachel dipped her eyes and looked up at the taller girl through thick lashes. “It still tingles.” She bit her lip. “I think that it would feel really good for both of us if I straddled you whilst you squeezed my sore ass.”
Quinn gasped. Her eyes widening as that particular image played out in her mind.
“Ay dios mio.” Santana moaned. “Please say that I get to be a part of that?”
Rachel’s eyes snapped from Quinn’s to Santana’s. “Brittany too. But, only if you want this.” She glanced back at Quinn. “None of us will force you to do something that you don’t want to do.”
“Fuck that. I’m in.” Santana smiled seductively. “Q? You want a piece of this?”
The blonde cheerleader ran her wet tongue across her lips and nodded. “Okay.”
Rachel clapped her hands and cheered. “Finally.” She smirked. “Now, please, follow me. Brittany may have fallen asleep waiting so long.” The brunette stepped up onto the bottom of the stairs and turned to look over her shoulder.
As Rachel ascended the stairs, Santana and Quinn’s eyes fell to the short shorts that the brunette was wearing and the letters scrawled across the diva’s derriere. Bite Me.
“Do you like them?” Rachel asked with a smirk. “Brittany bought them for me.”
Quinn nodded furiously and Santana bit back a groan. “Is that an invitation, Berry?”
Rachel touched the tip of her tongue to her top teeth as her eyes flicked between the two girls. “It sure is.”
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tbc