#santana smut

[rynfushiguro14]

The pillarmen need more smut and angst fics🤕Santana by himself is also a need, he’s so overlooked in fics and sometimes not even included.

Trust me I’ve scrapped the bottom of every tag including them all just to wring it all out…then read everything I found again

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𝒽𝒶𝓁𝒻 𝒶𝓃𝒾𝓂𝒶𝓁, 𝒽𝒶𝓁𝒻 𝓂𝒶𝓃 ⎹ 𝓢.

❝ ғᴀɴᴅᴏᴍ ⤻ jojo’s bizarre adventure / kinktober 2022 / @dollsanime-library

❝ ғᴇᴀᴛᴜʀᴇᴅ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀs ⤻ santana x servant!reader ( f! ) [ 2k years ago ]

❝ ʀᴀᴛɪɴɢ ⤻ nsfw! none of my writings are meant for anyone under the age of 18, and any minors interacting will be blocked on site.

❝ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢs ⤻ this is a dark fic. dub con, slight somnophilia, reader’s brain broke, fuckdoll fantasy, sexual slavery, choking, creampie ( there’s a lot of cum, i’m not sorry ), master kink, blood mention ( not reader’s ), name calling ( whore, slave ), threats against reader

❝ ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ ⤻ 1.6k / mini musing

❝ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴇ ⤻ i do not consent to having my work reposted / translated / stolen in any capacity for any reason. please reblog and leave a comment to support content creators! my work is very rarely proof read so mistakes may be present. all characters / pairings i write for are 18+ with no exceptions.

thunk, grunt. thunk, grunt. thunk, grunt.

even before you could force your eyes open, when the world around you was still dark and uncertain, you could hear, and feel, your master’s brutal thrusts. an exhaustive moan slips from your parted lips as you start to come around. you realized that you’d slipped out of consciousness sometime between his second orgasm and now, but Santana hadn’t bothered to stop. he didn’t seem to care whether he could hear your pathetic, little whimpers anymore or not, as long as he was satisfying his own urges.

you had no idea how long you’d been asleep; body draped carelessly over the gilded slab. the side of your face had been smushed against it, and you could smell the faint, leftover blood. the slab was a familiar place— all of the Pillar Men used this very altar. for sacrificing, eating, and fucking those who’d been offerings to them. you’d found yourself in this same spot on more than one occasion, and with more than just Santana, but he was always the most ruthless. the most insatiable.

his rutting was utterly mind-numbing. a powerful, deep force driving himself hilt deep into you, the massive hands that gripped your waist and jerked you back to meet the thrust. no matter how many times he’s taken you before, your walls still spasmed around his size, convulsing in a fervent yet futile attempt to handle him. it still felt like he was splitting you open each time he bottomed out at your limit. you mewl again, eyelids fluttering. the sensation of his multiple releases finding no more room to fill you and, instead, squelching, frosting every inch that slides in and out of your sensitive canal, and dribbling down both of your legs.

“Welcome back to the world of the living, whore,” he huffed, broad shoulders bunching as he leans over you. you whine upon feeling the weight of his chiseled, massive form against your back, pinning you flat to the slab, “not that it matters, I suppose, your little cunt is just as tight when you’re unconscious. The only difference is that you’re as quiet as can be,” his grin was more like a grimace, “your master filled you twice more while you were sleeping. Be grateful, and I just might deliver a third.”

your toes brush against the side of the altar, unable to reach the floor, and you bleat in acquiescence, jaw slack against the stone. your belly felt too full, and he overflowed out of you each time his hips snapped, rough, to meet yours. “T—thank you, master…” you croak, “thank you…master… thank you…” those were the only words you could manage, and pretty soon, you were yipping in tandem with his heavy balls slapping against your clit; it felt battered from this alone.

Santana snarls, both hands clamping down on your fragile shoulders, locking you in as flush to his base as he could to drill deep. this new velocity brings about a new, acute pressure in your lower belly, and your eyes cross against the rush of the merciless rutting, your body tossed to and fro as if you were simply an extension of his hands, pleasuring himself using your smaller, exhausted frame. “This… this is why you’re my favorite,” he hissed through bared teeth, “as soon as you’re impaled on my cock, you absolutely lose yourself.” his chuckle is wicked and deep, rumbling in a pit in his throat, “I can do whatever I like to your flimsy, mortal body and you’re much too braindead to do anything at all to stop me.”

you should’ve hated that he was right; he’d broken you down and left nothing behind except a breathing sleeve to wrap around his cock, but you couldn’t bring yourself to hate it. you couldn’t try to convince yourself that the pain and pleasure of being fucked senseless by a being so much larger and stronger than yourself didn’t lace together, creating a symphony of stupefying passion.

you could focus on nothing else but just how hard and deep he pounded you, as if he’d bred the very thoughts right out of your head. your eyes roll around behind their lids, drool leaking from the corners of your mouth. you can’t move a single muscle, nor lift a single digit, to stop this maddening, relentless fucking. you’ve no choice but to sag, helpless and limp, against the stone and take all that he wanted to give.

over and over again.

as if to emphasize the point he’d made, Santana hooks a mighty arm around your throat, locking it in place with his opposite hand gripping his own wrist, and rears back to stand up, and pull your battered figure with him. your arms must’ve weighed a thousand pounds each, at least that’s how it felt, because it took all of your strength to reach up and hold on to his forearm. your own hands couldn’t even begin to wrap around the bulging muscles, so you dug your nails in and simply tried to hang on. “I should choke the life out of your little body just because I can,” he grunted in your ear, bucking his hips more ferociously, as if the thought was getting him closer and closer to the edge. the pressure the crook of his elbow created squeezes your windpipe until you’re choking, eyes watering, but you’re suspended above the ground. your legs dangle against his, but your feet can’t find a sturdy plane of muscle to rest against, and you slump back against his gargantuan chest whilst he bounces you up and down to the rhythm of his herculean hips. “You’re too fuck drunk to do anything but take my cock, wrap around and milk me, but the harder I squeeze…” he pauses, panting, and clamps down harder against your throat. you gag, desperately trying to suck in oxygen even as he cuts your supply down to a fraction, before sealing it off all together, “the tighter your cunt gets…” you can feel his snorting and huffing in your hair, like a beast driven to the brink with the need to cum again.

“M—mas—ter—!” wheezing, you try to force your neck to crane, and your eyes to open and focus on his face, but he remained a blurry mass as he decimates you, constricting you.

“Take me, slave,” he growls, his thrusts reaching their limits; if he were to rut any harder, he might just break through your belly— which both looked and felt swollen by his many loads. “Take me until your body gives out. Take me until you’re broken, just like you were made to!” and you were nearly there.

unable to breathe, with your extremities like dead weight, you whimpered and gargled until a familiar darkness began to nip the edges of your vision, and you started to feel warm all over.

Santana howled with his head thrown towards the ceiling, pushing you down as far as you would go, and you felt another deposit in your guts. puling hoarsely, your back arched weakly, and you felt a nearly sickening amount of his seed gushing out, coating his twitching cock, and dripping on to the floor. but, he didn’t ease his grip on your throat. your head lolled, helplessly, and you lost the strength in your arms— they fell limp against your sides.

“Santana.”

it was Kars’ stern baritone that you recognized, but your vision was tripled and dazed, you couldn’t tell where he was.

“Loosen your grip before you kill her.”

Santana does, chest heaving, he shoves you off of him and on to the hard altar. you collapse against the slab, sucking in breath after burning breath, your whole body shaking. you felt so empty, as if the beast had hollowed you out completely. you blink several times, face dragging along the slab, and see that Kars was standing beside it. you were eye level with his hand as thick fingers drummed against it. “Tha—thank you, master.” you repeat, this time to Santana’s superior, peering up at him with heavily lidded, watering eyes.

Kars gazes down his own, bare torso at you, and elicited a scoff at your display of pathetic submission, his hand reaching for you, petting your damp hair back at the roots. “You’re much too useful. Too eager and tight a cock sheath to be thrown away so easily.” a wicked smile teases his lips, piercing crimson eyes cut sharp down at you, “Don’t fret, little whore, you’ve plenty more years of service left in that fragile body of yours and we’re going to fuck it all out of you.”

[mya-cookie-eater]

Imagine…

You’re your comfort characters comfort character 

C/c=comfort character 

Warning ⚠️:kinda sad at the end but at first kinda cute I also didn’t reread this so it might be rushed and not make sense mb plus it’s short

A/n: send request for stories like these I like writing them.🙃 pick a specific character tho and I’ll tell you if I can do them or not (please send requests)

After a long day of school/work they come home and lay in bed they grab their pillow and began to speak. “hey y/n I had a good day today I almost got into a fight but I didn’t because I thought of you and how you wouldn’t want me to do that how you would want me to be the bigger person so I talked to them about it and I know you fight sometimes but you wouldn’t want me to risk everything by fighting so yeah how was your day??”  In their mind the pillow came to life forming your face and body into it. “I had a good day just chilled on your bed you know” you looked into the eyes of C/C and grabbed the side of their face. “I’m proud of you I’m so proud of you” you hugged them and then you laid on their chest they hugged back and you started to cuddle they you felt something hot and wet they were crying. “what’s wrong??” You asked and put their face into your hands. “I love you but your not real” their world of happiness collapsing with those words. Your.Not.Real you made them happy you made them better but you weren’t real. 

A/n:Hey I wrote this because I seen dd Osama confront n3on and I was proud of him and I thought of what it would be like if I had his comfort character or if I was any of my other comfort characters comfort character I seen a story similar that’s what this was based on so if you find that send me a link bc I really want to read it again they wrote it better than me 

[jjsmaybank20]

please could i request a top!reader x bottom!santana.

It’s like she acts all big and bad in glee club and R always calms her down then someone talks bad about her, like Rachel with the stripper line about her and the usually calm and collected peace keeper R changes at a snap of a mf finger. You see Quinn and Britt’s eyes go wide asf and Santana goes to cuss out Rachel but R stops her, putting a hand on her chest and sitting her back down and does the sweetest smile toward Rachel.

Quinn and Britt be like: oh you messed tf up that’s her murder smile!

Santana gets confused and hurt like wtf why is her gf letting yentl bad mouth her but then sees the murder smile on her gf and sits back folding her arms and smiling evilly.

In the end R gets sent home and Santana drives her taking the rest of the day off too.

Once they get to R’s room santana is like ‘that was so hot’ and decides her knight in shining flannel armour deserves a reward for saving her from the big hairy beast called Rachel Berry and her tall lap dog and lets R do whatever she desires to her😏

My Defender

Santana Lopez x fem!reader

Summary: You protect your girlfriend form Rachel's hurtful comments, and in return you get to do whatever you want to her.

Warnings: 18+ MINORS DNI fluff, oral (Santana receiving), fingering (Santana receiving)

Word Count: 1.8k

A/N: Hope you like it! My smut isn't spectacular.

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A lot of people wondered how you and Santana had such a healthy relationship, but your close friends knew it was because you balanced each other out. She was the chaos, and you were the power that reigned it in. Every time Santana would want to go off on someone, you would be the voice of reason, the voice that talked her down. Now, as you were approaching Valentine’s Day, you and Santana were so wrapped up in each other that nothing could bother either of you. Nothing except for one Rachel Berry.

Mr. Shue begins to write something down on the board, announcing that week's lesson. “Alright guys, I have one word for you.” Brittany raises her hand enthusiastically, and Mr. Shue calls on her when he turns around. “Is it love?” She then turns to her boyfriend and quietly says, “Totally gonna graduate now.”

Mr. Shue and some of the Glee members look at her, confused, before shaking it off and getting back on track. “Valentine’s day is coming up. So, for this week's lesson, I want you guys to pick a partner, because you're going to sing to them what you think is the world's greatest love song. Yeah, find a song that communicates all the things that love means to you. Now, partner up.” You and Santana glance at each other, smiling and already knowing that the other person would be their partner. Finn raises his hand before asking, “Mr. Shue, can I say something?” Mr. Shue waves him up and Santana rolls her eyes at the boy.

“I just wanted to point out that for the first time, an entire week has gone by without any one of us getting slushied.” Everyone looks around for a second in surprise before beginning to clap. Almost everyone stops clapping as Finn continues on with his speech. “I think the fact that I led the football team to a conference championship might have something to do with it. The fact is that I’m the closest thing that this Glee club has to a celebrity right now, and just like a famous athlete, I want to give to a charity. You guys. So I’m setting up a kissing booth. For a dollar a smooch. And donating the proceeds to Glee club, to help us-”

Mercedes rolls her eyes and crosses her arms, interrupting him. “Don’t even act like you tryna help this glee club out, you just wanna kiss a bunch of girls.” Your girlfriend scoffs next to you before piping up, saying, “I’ve kissed Finn, and can I just say? Not worth a buck. I would, however, pay a hundred dollars to jiggle one of his man-boobs.” You sigh exasperatedly when she brings up the fact that she has kissed him, and she grabs your hand in comfort.

“Do you ever get tired of tearing other people down?” Santana pretends to think about it for a second before leaning back. “No, not really.” Finn shrugs his shoulders, sounding smug. “Cause you always just seem to be meddling in other people’s business.” Santana rolls her eyes, looking around the room.

“Oh please, you guys love me. I keep it real, and I’m hilarious.” You nod in agreement, and you see that Quinn and Brittany are nodding as well. “Actually, you're just a bitch,” Lauren states from where she is sitting next to Puck. Everyone ooos and Santana scoffs angrily. You begin to get angry as well, but you don’t show it as obviously on your face.

Rachel stands up from where she is seated, and that’s when you knew that shit was about to go down. “The truth is Santana, you can dish it out but you can’t take it. Okay, maybe you're right, maybe I am destined to play the title role in the Broadway musical version of Willow, but the only job your going to have is working on a pole.”

Everyone looks at the two of them in shock, but Quinn and Brittany watch you carefully. They see your eyes darken in anger and they watch as you clench your hands into fists. Santana doesn’t seem to notice, and she stands up to cuss Rachel out. “Okay, fine. You wanna be like that? ¿Voy a ser stripper? Bueno, todo lo que vas a ser es una vieja bruja de Broadway sin amor-” You grab her waist and pull her down before giving Rachel a sickly sweet smile.

Santana looks at you, confused and hurt that you were being so nice to the girl who said such an offensive thing about her, but then she sees Quinn and Brittany mouthing for her to take a closer look at you. She sees the smile on your face, and she instantly recognizes it as the one that people call your ‘murder smile’. It was the same smile you had on your face right before you broke Karofsky’s nose for throwing a slushie on Santana. The Latina leans back in her chair, folding her arms across her chest and grinning evilly.

You slowly stand up and turn around to face Rachel, who still has a smug and satisfied look on her face. You tilt your head to the side, still smiling at her, before bringing your fist back and punching her straight in the face. Her head flies back and you move to continue hitting her, but Mike and Sam restrain you before you can do any further damage.

Mr. Shue sends you to the principal’s office, and Principal Figgins decides that you need to be sent home and that you are suspended from school for a couple of days. You accept your punishment with no regrets, not at all angry to be getting in trouble for defending your girlfriend.

She decides to take the rest of the day off and drive you home, and you know that you are in for a treat when you see her lustful gaze on you the entire car ride to your house.

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When you get into your room, you drop your things on the ground. When you turn around, you see your girlfriend stalking towards you before she wraps her arms around your neck. She places a kiss on your lips before saying quietly, “You punching Berry was hot. I think you deserve a reward for being my defender, so I’m going to let you do whatever you want to me.”

You grin in excitement before you push her down onto the bed, kissing her passionately. Your hands explore her body, and soft moans escape her mouth as your bodies fit together perfectly.

''You're so pretty, Santana Lopez.'' Your hand makes its way to clasp her face, staring into her eyes fondly before kissing her hard. Smiling into the kiss, Santana feels her cheeks warm up at the compliment.

''I'm going to fuck you so hard, you won’t be able to walk tomorrow.'' Santana pushed her body up against yours, but you press back, maintaining control and making her fall onto her back. Staring at you in a haze of lust, she watches as you climb on top of her.

Your hands cup her breasts over her top, and you help her strip into her underwear. You kiss down her body, watching her shiver beneath you. Biting her thighs softly as you make your way closer to her dripping center, your hand stroked over her damp underwear. Smirking, you look up at Santana. Your hands make their way to the top of her underwear and you pull them down her thighs.

You begin lightly sucking on her clit, watching her shake with pleasure. Your fingers were playing with her opening, as you moved your tongue in circular motions. Santana's back began to arche up as she moaned loudly into the room, her hands grasping onto your hair pushing your head further between her thighs.

''Fuck, it feels so good. Please don't stop.'' her breath turned into pants as she moaned, moving your head with her hands. Riding your tongue, your fingers getting deeper and deeper inside her with every movement.

You continue this motion until you feel Santana’s body begin twitching, getting ready to climax. You moved away from her, removing your fingers from inside her and watched as she whimpered. Her eyes teared up as she tried to move against you to gain some type of friction.

''Please, let me cum Y/N,'' Her body was still twitching, her clit pulsating. ''Please.'' Santana begged, whining at you. You begin playing with her nipples, twirling them between your fingers as she gasps at the touch.

You wait for a few moments, watching Santana pitifully beg to be touched by you before placing a singular finger inside of her. You move your face so that it is inches away from her clit as your girlfriend moans with pleasure above you.

''You told me that I could do anything to you. Now, I might be nice, and I might let you cum, or I might not.'' there was an evil glint in your eye as you spoke, and a big smirk was plastered on your face.

You move slowly inside of Santana, watching her whimper for more.

''Please, be nice,'' she gasped, biting her lips as your free hand continued to play with her nipples.

''Only because you asked so kindly.'' You pinch her clit between your fingers, pulling a scream from the beautiful girl above you. Her legs were shaking as you inserted another finger inside of her, curling them up and pressing on her G-spot. 

You bury your face in between Santana’s legs, licking her clit with your tongue as your fingers move quickly inside of her. Santana’s hands moved back to clasp your hair, riding your face once more. Moaning loudly as her body twitched, Her eyes rolled back and she shook violently.

''Fuck, I'm cumming-'' she moaned loudly into the room.

You continue to push your fingers inside of her, helping her ride out the aftershocks. When she pushes your head away due to overstimulation, you crawl back up her body and kiss her lazily. She moans at the taste of herself, and you roll off of her making her whine. 

“Relax, baby. I’m just getting a cloth so that I can clean you up.” She shakes her head and pulls you back down next to her, snuggling into you. You don’t fight against it, knowing this is what your girlfriend needs. “Seriously though, thank you for defending me against Berry. I could have done it myself, but still. It means a lot to me. I love you.” 

You hug her closer to your body, and you place a gentle kiss on her head. “I love you too, baby. I’ll always protect you, no matter what.” The two of you cuddle together until you feel yourself drifting off. You know that when you wake up, your beautiful girlfriend will still be there with you, and you can’t help but dream about how much you love her.

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[amekikai]

Can get pillarmen and monstrfucker reader? Because they really can be monsters and commit body horror! At least the whole point is for the pillarmen to grind their teeth and growl, perhaps still showing their sharp claws (they do anything for the alien guy image) knowing how their "animal" monster habits appeal to their little man and it drives him crazy

Sorry for taking so long with this! This is just like me fr, tgey're all so so fine and I might of got carried away lol...

NSFW Under the cut!

Includes:

5-somes (Reader, Kars, Esidisi, Wamuu and Santana), Oral sex (giving), hand jobs, Reader is their pet (self indulgent lol), Kidnapping but also kind of not kidnapping because you agreed to it.

Pet names:

When the Pillarmen were freed from their stone captivity, they weren't expecting to go out into the world and see you. You were just their "type". They wanted to keep you as their "little primitive" or "pet", something like that anyways. You said yes, not really knowing what to expect.

But that's not important right now.. what's important is what's about to happen.

"Master Kars, are you sure the primitive can handle all 4 of us?"

You're not sure whose talking, they had put a blindfold on you.

"I'm sure, he'll be able to.."

"Oh, I'm so excited! Our little man is going to be able to have us all!"

What did they mean by that?

Turns out they meant having a 5-some.

God, you were so tired... having Kars pound at your asshole while Esidisi held your head on his cock, pulling it off and pushing it back down gently as if you were a porcelain doll.. the other two, Santana and Wamuu were receiving hand jobs from you.

They all let out growls and groans, grinding their teeth together and thrusting wildly. It was a major turn-on.

They were telling you things like:

"Such a sweet little primitive you are.."

"You're doing so well for us all.."

"You're really pleasing your Master right now.."

And Santana could barely talk, he doesn't usually talk. He's quiet but still vocal, he's moaning and growling a lot.

This was going to be a long session, you think to yourself.

[sl33paholics]

Once Upon An Us

This new series I'm currently starting is a current passion project of mine. I really want to show my baby boy Santana some love (since you rarely see him mentioned in anything on here or at all). This series will be updated every Friday. Almost everything in here is fiction (yes, including the names of places n tribes n whatnot). Refer to this post here to see the jist. Other than that, enjoy :P

Chapter One here

Prologue.

In the heart of the dense, emerald-hued rainforest of Narroranna, the rhythmic pulse of tribal drums echoes through ancient banyan trees. The Bright Arrow Horde, stewards of nature's secrets, gathers beneath the celestial hood. As the elders weave tales of ancestors who communed with spirits and danced with the elements, a shadow falls upon the horizon. Unseen forces stir, challenging the delicate balance between tradition and an encroaching modern world. Little do the people realize that the choices they make will shape the destiny not only of their tribe but also the delicate tapestry of the natural world they call home.

The elders, their weathered faces etched with wisdom, recount tales of the first Bright Arrow, an ancient warrior said to have harnessed the lightning's fury and spoken to the spirits of the forest. As the tribe listens, the youngest among them, Y/N, felt an arm snake its way around her shoulder. She turned to find her father, Karey. "My little star," he murmured. Her skin prickled as if electricity crackled beneath his touch. "These stories have been passed down to generation to generation. The Great Ancestors have blessed our tribe." His words were meant for her ears alone, but she knew it was meant for all of the Bright Arrow.

As the elders started their chant around the fire, their tones got more urgent, the air charged. They spoke in voices like thunder. Y/N strained to understand, but every word seemed drowned out by an ocean of sound. Staring into the flames, she saw sparks shoot up from the wood, lighting the shadows dancing on the walls. It felt like something had crawled up from the depths below, crawling toward her, until she felt the weight of another presence hovering over her head.

Y/N tightly gripped onto her father's arm. He looked down at her, concerned. "Are you well?" She shook her head. "What are you seeing?" Another shake of her head. He held her tighter. "Do you want to leave?" She nodded. He smiled sadly, squeezing her hand. "Then stay close to me." Karey took Y/N out of the circle of elders and led her outside.

The night sky was blanketed with a thick layer of clouds. A sharp breeze whistled past, sending droplets of water flying into the darkness. Y/N and her father sat next to each other on a fallen log by the shore. Y/N wrapped her arms around her legs, hugging them tight. "Father," she whispered. "What's happening inside?" He reached out and touched her face gently. "You don't need to worry about it right now, my star." Y/N looked away. "You're young... you're only 14 years old, my little star. You'll get older and wiser and be able to see things much differently than your peers." His gentle smile made Y/N feel so safe. She didn't know what to say. "For now, you should focus on your studies and learning how to hunt and grow crops..." He paused.

"And finding love."

"Love?" Y/N asked.

"Yes. Love is what keeps family strong. It makes us stronger, too. And one day when you're older, you'll know how true it is." Y/N looked away and bit her lip. She'd never thought of it that way. But the truth seemed obvious now. Father was right. Y/N would know the answer soon enough.

It's been nine years.

Y/N walked past the circle alongside her mother, Nayeli. She heard her mother let out a huff as she continued down the path. "I remember those days," her mother spoke quietly.

"You around circle with those other children many moons ago, oh my, how time flies," Her mother said with a chuckle. "Now you're all grown up." Y/N nodded in agreement with her mother's statement, but there was no denying the truth behind it. In fact, she felt quite grown up herself now, at twenty-three years old, but Y/N's mind was consumed by thoughts of the future, of where she was going next, what life would be like when she wasn't surrounded by the people she grew up with. Even thinking about love had never really occurred to her.

She followed her mother down a small hill that overlooked the village. "Mother," Y/N said tentatively. "Will I meet anyone special someday? Someone special enough to marry?" Her mother stopped walking. The wind blew harder, causing her dark hair to whip against her face. She pulled it back with her fingers before answering. "There is someone." Y/N swallowed hard. Why was this such a big deal to her mother, anyway? "Who is he?" Y/N asked. Her mother sighed. "That is why we've waited so long. We wanted to tell you first. He comes from a noble family."

Y/N couldn't help but stay silent throughout the rest of the walk 'a noble family...?' just hearing that made her heart thumped hard in her chest. Upon entering the wigwam, she saw her father across a man and a much more middle-aged male.

Their eyes met, and the moment stretched out for Y/N. Suddenly, the room felt small, suffocatingly hot.

Soon, the three were now sitting in front of the two men.

Their heads bowed forward in respect, waiting for a reaction from the two. "Y/N, this is Chief Alo of The Golden Ribbon Children and his son, Kele."

Y/N smiled politely, offering a small bow. The younger male grunted and crossed his arms as if to refuse the offer of introductions. Y/N was relieved. It felt awkward. She wasn't used to being around people her own age. "We've been told out of many of the women he's introduced to his son, none of them seemed to suit him," her mother said, "but Kele has agreed to accept you as his wife. We've given you the proper ceremony."

Kele glared at Y/N. His dark brown eyes looked almost black. For some reason, that irked her. How dare he look at her that way? She glanced up at her father. He stared back, unblinking. She swallowed hard, hoping her nervousness wouldn't show through her expression. "When exactly are these ceremonies, Chief Alo?" she asked.

Chief Alo chuckled. "Well, you mustn't be too impatient. There's nothing wrong with a few more cycles to settle down, you know." Kele shot him a dirty look. Y/N fought off a smile. Her mother cleared her throat. "Perhaps give us two months? That sounds fair, yes?"

Y/N nodded slowly. Two months sounded good. It was better than being married to a stranger. She would have to learn to live with Kele, after all.

After all of the conversation and arraignment, they said their goodbyes and left. Y/N sat there in silence beside her father. Neither had anything else to say. Eventually, she broke the silence. "I don't think I could go through with this, father." Her voice wavered with emotion. "I mean, marrying a stranger? You told me nine years ago that I should find the one that suits me best. An arranged marriage? How could you and mother do this behind my back...?" Her words tumbled out quickly, spilling forth from deep within her soul. Her father's face softened. He placed a comforting hand on her shoulder. "Don't worry, child. This was bound to happen someday. The Great Ancestors have brought this upon us."

"How can you be so sure?" she cried. Her father hesitated. He stared off into the distance. When he finally spoke, his voice seemed far away. "Because I'm sure that this will bring great happiness to our tribe, to you and your siblings. This will be a blessing." He squeezed her shoulder. "A blessing? To be married off to someone I don't even know? What sort of blessing is this?" Tears started streaming down her cheeks. She tried to hold them back, but she was helpless, sobbing uncontrollably, not noticing as her father wrapped his arms around her.

She hoped that soon things would fall apart.

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Lone Wolf (Quinn Fabray x Fem-reader part 9)

Warning: Fluff, Angst, Bullying, Cussing, Homophobia, Sexual Assault, Rape, Smut

I walked into the school. I saw Rachel and walked over to her.

“Hey do you know where Finn is?” I asked her

“No, I actually don’t.” She said

I saw my sister (Hope) and Santana talking to each other and I walked over to them.

“Hay do either of you guys know where Finn is ?” I asked

“No the last time I saw him he was holding Quinn in his arms after you and Puck fucked up her life.” Hope said

“I didn’t fuck up her life. Puck did I told sue to keep her on the team and when she took Quinn of the Cheerios; because, she thought the dude she went on one date wanted them to be exclusive and then walked in on the dude making out with the person he works with. It pissed her off and took it out on everyone and I yelled at her and have gone against her. I’m just looking for Finn because okay when I was pregnant. Money was a big issue so I have more than enough money for Quinn but she won’t talk to me so I will give it to Finn and make him the hero.” I said

“God your to nice.” Hope said

“I agree” Santana said

“Okay well I will catch up with you all later I’m gonna find Finn” I said

I finally found Finn leaving Cheerio practice that afternoon. I didn’t realize that Santana,Hope and Brittany were near by listening in on the convo.

“Hey, Finn” I said

“Hello, What do you want?” He asked

“I just wanted to give you this. Give it to Quinn from you she’ll really appreciate it.” I said

“What is it?” He asked

“It’s 14,000$ in cash.” I said

“How did you get this is dirty money.” He asked

“No Finn it the money that I have been saving since I was 8 to leave Lima. You and Quinn need it more than me. I still got this year and next year to find a way to leave Lima. You guys need this money right now. You guys and your family don’t deserve to go into debt over a mistake that you guys made. Your still kids.” I said

“Thank you Y/N, You know I don’t understand why everyone in Glee dose not like you.” He said

“What?” I asked

“Nothing forget I said anything.” He said

I handed him the packet and walked away everyone in Glee dose not like me. That made since as to why they were talking bad about me the other day.

That day in Glee club. We were all sitting around everyone was talking and I was doing my favorite thing listening. I just with that I usually had popcorn but Glee gossip was boring. Then Mr.Schue came in

“Alright guys we’re doing a new number for sectionals. I know that pop songs have sort of been our signature pieces but I did a little research on past winners and it turns out that judges like songs that are more accessible stuff that they know uh standards, broadway.” Mr. Schue said as he passed out papers

“Defying gravity I have an iPod shuffle dedicated to exclusively selections from Wicked this is amazing.” Kurt said

“Do you think you can handle it Rachel?” Mr.Schue asked

“It’s my go to shower song and my ringtone.” Rachel said

“Why do we have to go all vanilla on this song see what we need is my chocolate thunder.” Mercedes said

“Look don’t have time to re-arrange a song for you Mercedes Rachel is singing it. Don’t worry will find something for you to dip in chocolate.” Mr.Schue said

“Oh on item two the school won’t pay for the special bus we need to take Artie with us in his wheelchair to sectionals”

“W W W W what”

“That completely unfair”

“Doesn’t that count as a form of discrimination that will get hundred of government funded organizations on this school’s ass in hopes of shutting them down. Like ADA. The us goverment has laws stating the following Article 7 page 15 section 2 paragraph 1of the American Disability Administration A school May not refuse to allow a person with a disability to participate in a service, program, or activity simply because the person has a disability. A school Must provide programs and services in an integrated setting, unless separate or different measures are necessary to ensure equal opportunity. A school Must eliminate unnecessary eligibility standards or rules that deny individuals with disabilities an equal opportunity to enjoy their services, programs or activities unless “necessary” for the provisions of the service, program or activity. Schools Are required to make reasonable modifications in policies, practices, and procedures that deny equal access to individuals with disabilities, unless a fundamental alteration in the program would result. A school Must furnish auxiliary aids and services when necessary to ensure effective communication, unless an undue burden or fundamental alteration would result. A school May provide special benefits, beyond those required by the regulation, to individuals with disabilities. A school May not place special charges on individuals with disabilities to cover the costs of measures necessary to ensure nondiscriminatory treatment, such as making modifications required to provide program accessibility or providing qualified interpreters. A school Shall operate their programs so that, when viewed in their entirety, they are readily accessible to and usable by individuals with disabilities.” I said

“I’m sorry how do you know this?” Mr.Schue asked

“What I wanted to be a powerful politician when I was younger. It was my dream job so I memorized a lot of laws. It was like music to Rachel.” I said

“Okay well as fun as it would be to test your knowledge. Unless you can get ahold of the government and get them to come here.” Mr.Schue said

“Actually they have their Ohio office right outside Lima. There main building in Ohio were you would go to file a complaint against a company or a person or whoever is located in Columbus.” Artie said

“Okay well that is 3 hours away.” Mr.Schue said

“I will totally go there after school. I’m staying at a hotel in Columbus anyway.” I said

“Wait why are you staying in a hotel.” Mr.Schue asked

“Because she got into a fight with our mom and got kicked out of the house.”” Hope said

“Nice going yes my mom kicked me out of the house and yes I’ve been living in hotels. No Puck I haven’t hired any hookers or prostitues.” I said

“How’d did you know I was going to ask that? How’s she know I was going to ask that.” Puck asked

“Because you are extremely predictable.” I said

“Anyway your living in hotels” Mercedes said

“Yes I don’t really have anywhere else to go. My mom got mad because I brought her to rehab to hopefully get clean. My dad is always working. But know that my moms back from rehab the second she got home she had found it was me who sent her and she went ballistic.i don’t know if she’s been drinking when I got home three weeks ago I walked in and all my stuff was in bag and boxes and my clothes were in suitcases. So I have been staying wherever I can. Some time I just sleep in my car.” I said

“Y/N do you need some support you know that Mrs.Pillsbury can help you.” Mr.Schue said

“No I am fine I would have gotten kicked out this summer when I turned 18 anyway. It’s not a big deal.” I said

“Yes it is” Mr.Schue said

Everyone agreed except for Rachel

“Can we get back to Arties problem and the song and stop focusing on Y/n’s pathetic life.” She said

I just stayed quiet as Mr.Schue and everyone looked at me.

“Okay let’s finish this up” Mr.Schue said

“So if the thing that Y/N suggested doesn't work will have to raise money to pay for it ourselves.” Mr. Schue said “See when I was in Glee club and we need money for regionals we did a bake sale.”

“Your joking right bake sales are kind of bouje.” Santana said

“so people stopped eating delicious sugary treats.” “It’s not that it’s that most of us don’t know how to bake. I find recipes confusing.” Brittnay said

“You find everything confusing” Puck said

“Shut it Puck you find breathing confusing” I said

“Yeah you find walking to class confusing” Santana said

“My family is fully committed to take out.” Rachel said

“Yeah Mr.Schue things are different than when you went here we got homework and football and teen pregnancy and lunch.” Finn said

“Can’t Arties dad just take him.” Mercedes asked

“ I can’t believe how insensitive you are all being are you a team.” Mr.Schue said

“Ofcourse but Artie understands don’t you?” Quinn asked

I knew that it was finally time to speak up

“You know what you all shut up Mr.Schue don’t act like you are not insensitive to. Maybe this is just who you all are you guys make me feel like shit every day including Artie. Do you wanna know why I was on sues team I didn’t make since well I have autism okay and I’m tired of all of you guys taking about how we are lower than the special Ed kids on the popularity pyramid or we looked like we stepped off the short bus. You all make me feel worthless and like shit everyday. Okay I can make you feel the same way make me and Artie feel. Rachel you have made out with Finn twice and gave him a boner in the auditorium before the Cheerios even joined Glee right and they you told Rachel in the hallway you don’t know who you love same thing you told Mr.Schue wife.” I said

“Okay that enough” Finn said

“Oh really another thing Finn you think it’s okay to call people Fags. I heard you call Kurt one the other day in the hallway. Most of you think that calling him or anyone else in the school that is okay to do well that me tell you something Kurt might not fight back but guess what this LESBIAN right here will and I can beat the shit out of all of you.” I said

“Y/N stop we get that your going the a lot but you’ve crossed a line. So stop or your gonna be kicked out” Mr.Schue said

“Schue don’t get me started your wife yeah the one carrying your child. She really isn’t pregnant she had a hysterical pregnancy and is wearing a fake bump and is trying to buy babies to keep you from knowing the truth. If you don’t believe me ask Quinn she told her that she’d give her the kid but done blame her she’s a scared child your wife is physcopath and also Mrs.Pillsbury like you and you clearly like her so before she gets married to the coach leave you pathetic wife and get a semi normal person.” I said

“Y/N stop you can’t act like this at school.” Hope said

“Oh I’m sure everyone will love to know why the Cheerios are actually here. If I’m not wrong you’re here to end Glee. On sues orders. Right well maybe you’ll think about what you’re saying before making people feel like shit again. Also I’ll drop the 600$ off in Figgins office for the bus you’ll all need Artie if I’m not there.” I said as I got up and exited the room leaving everyone yelling at each other. For the news I just spilled.

As I made it out to my car. I started to break down and Cry. I finally stopped when I heard a banging on the door I was expecting to see someone from Glee to yell at me probably Quinn I had come after her the hardest. Which hurt to do but everything was true. As I looked up I saw Santana

“Let me in” She said

“Fine” I said as I unlocked the doors the second she sat down I relocked the doors. “Well that was one way to try to end Glee club. With the truth.” Santana said

“That wasn’t my plan I didn’t want to destroy Glee club anymore I wanted to make Sue pay for kicking Quinn off the team. I just couldn’t take it anymore and then I ended up hurting Quinn more than Sue did.” I said

“Look I texted my parents asking if you could come live with us they said yes and I really think that you’re gonna need some people after you went off on all of them.” Santana said

“Can you drive?” I asked

“If I’m with someone over 18” I’m close enough

“What if we get arrested.” She asked

“The only person who’s out around this time is the sheriff and I use to sleep with her I was underage and she’s married so I think will be fine.” I said

“K where are we going.” Santana asked

“Your house I need somewhere to drop all of this stuff off.” I said “ and if you don’t mind helping me receive the other stuff from the hotel tonight that would be great.”

“I totally don’t mind.” Santana said

On the way to Santanas house I got a ton of angry messages from everybody in Glee. Some of the really affected me the one Artie sent: You made me feel like shit when you made my problem your problem twice. Thanks for nothing. And my sister sent: You made my life a living hell everyone made at me because I’m related to you and I’m the closest thing to you. Furthermore Matt’s made at me and won’t even talk to me thanks for nothing loser. Santana saw how much this affected me and grabbed my hand to comfort me. Almost driving us off the road.

“Eyes on the road babygirl” I said

“What did you call me?” Santana asked

“Babygirl.” I said

“Why did you call me that.” She asked

“That’s what I call people who I let get close. Which I rarely ever do consider yourself lucky.” I said

As she drove to her house I looked at her. She actually didn’t care about what I had said in the Glee room she was willing to take me in. She made me feel not horrible about lashing out. Somehow she understood me.

“We’re here, my parents don’t get home till tomorrow morning there on vacation.” Santana said

“Thank you. You know you’re not as bitchy as you let people believe.” I said

“Well we will drop your stuff in my room for now. My mom’s gonna clean out the other room tomorrow.” Santana said

She helped me carry everything into her room.

“Wow this is not what I thought your room would look like.” I said

“What did you think it would look like ?” Santana asked

“I don’t know I thought that it would look all happy and have bright colors and Pom Poms everywhere.” I said

“Is me being a Cheerio all you know about me ?” She asked

“No I know that you are in Glee, Your a good singer and Your Latina.” I said

“Well I guess we’re both gonna find out a lot about each other.” Santana said

“Hey, put on something nice I want to take you to a nice restaurant in Columbus for being so nice.” I said

“You don’t have too.” Santana said

“Yes I do you deserve it after years of eating at Breadstix. You deserve someone to take you somewhere fancy.” I said

“Well you go get dressed and I will organize these boxes so that we can have a place to put the other and we can have somewhere to sleep tonight.” Santana said

I walked out the room and went to her bathroom and put on clothes that were in my suitcase that I had in the car. Luckily I had some nice clothes in the bag.

I walked out and went to sit on the bed.

“Oh my god.” Santana said

“What do I look bad?” I asked

“No not at all you actually look really hot.” Santana said

“The Santana Lopez think that I am hot ?” I asked

“Shut up” Santana said

“Now get out of that Cheerio outfit.” I said

“What do you not think that I look good in it cause I’m pretty sure you stare at the Cheerios as we practice.” Santana said walking towards me

“I’m watching my sister.” I said

“Oh sure you are is that why you’re blushing well watching us.” Santana said

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” I said

“Okay sure you don’t. Do you have any water?” Santana asked

“Oh sure the pocket of my backpack.” I said

She grabbed one of my water bottles and took a drink.

“Not that one.” I said

“Jesus why do you have a water bottle with straight vodka.” Santana said

“You think that I can make it through school sober.” I said

“Yeah most kids do.” Santana said

“Okay we’ll give me my Vodka. There’s two other water bottles in there. If you want some.” I said

“Wait I’m not gonna drive with you well you’re drunk.” Santana said

“Do worry I have only taken two sips today okay. You probably drank more than me.” I said

“Well I thought it was water.” Santana said

“How about you go get ready unless you want to spend the night in the hotel room.” I said

“Is there a couch” she asked

“There’s a fold out chair” I said

“Well what if I did want to spend the night in the hotel room.” Santana said

“Go get changed” I said

“Not until you admit that I look hot in my Cheerio outfit.” Santana said

“Not answering that.” I said

“Why is it illegal for you to call me hot?” Santana said

“No im 17” I said

“Okay I’m still not changing until you tell me.” Santana said

“Okay fine you look decent in your Cheerio outfit but you looked really hot in that country outfit for Glee.” I said

“Oh is that why you were looking at me licking your lips.” Santana said

As she ran into her bathroom with her clothes to get dressed after 30 minutes she came out look as gorgeous as ever.

“Why do you still talk to me everybody hates me after today?” I said

“Because you’re a good person.” Santana said

“Well why do you still flirt with me? I mean I pretty much screamed myself out of the closet today.” I said

“Maybe because I understand you. How did you know?” Santana asked

“Know what?” I asked steeping closer to her

“How did you know that you liked women?” Santana asked

“Oh well I guess that I always knew. Atleast after puberty. I couldn’t watch a movie without there being a hot woman. But in reality I thought that I was straight for a long time. Then I developed a celebrity crush on Scarlett Johansson. I thought that I was Bisexual and leaned more towards men. Then atleast a year after that I realized that I was Bi and it was even. But my eighth grade year I realized that I leaned towards liking women more. In high school I got a boyfriend who knocked me up but the sex with him never felt right. I felt uncomfortable. Then sophomore year I slept with a girl and everything just slid into place i didn’t feel uncomfortable at all. Why do you ask?” I asked

“Well there’s a couple of girls at school that I think that I could see myself dating but I don’t know what that means.” Santana said

“Well if it helps women are better than men.” I said

“Shut up” Santana said

“I’m not joking you clearly have already fucked a ton of dudes she should try out a woman. It’s like you master bating but you don’t have to do any work or they can give you head which is like a female BJ or Scissoring which is when you just rub up against each other.” I said

“Maybe you’ll have to show me sometime.” Santana said

“Oh you’ve crossed a line.” I said

“Maybe that was a line that I wanted to cross.” Santana said walking towards me

“You don’t want me” I said pushing her away

“Why not it’s clearly we are both attracted to each other.” Santana said

“You’ll get kicked off the Cheerios if you sleep with me let alone secretly date me. If Sue even finds out that we had this conversation.” I said

“She loves you she acts like your her child.” Santana said

“I’m done with her bullshit you’ve only know her for two years so you might not hat her yet.” I said before getting cut off I sat on the bed

“I have hated her since the day I met her.” Santana said sitting next to me “Why were you so close to her in the first place?”

“Sue found me breaking down when I found out that I had Autism my freshman year. She is protective of me. But she treats everyone else like shit and I got tired of it after a while. What she did to Quinn was just a final straw. Which I know was something against Quinn because she wanted me to be on the Cheerios even when I was pregnant.” I said

“Why would she kick me off if she liked you so much?” Santana said

“Because I promised that I would destroy her. If she finds out I am staying here she will either delete you off the Cheerios or have you go after me and you're right I think you’re hot. I like you and I can’t afford to lose you too.” I said as I looked at her

“Shut up” Santana said as she kissed me

As she put her lips on mine and her tongue ran over my lips looking for an entrance I opened my mouth to allow her access.

“Maybe this dinner could be a date. Nobody we know will be near by.” Santana said

“Maybe I would like that. There is just one issue.” I said

“And that is?” Santana asked

“That our reservation is in at 6:00 and it is currently 4:50 and it’s an hour and 30 minutes away.” I said

“Well then we better head down.” Santana said

As we both headed down to the car she went over to the passenger side and I opened the door for her. I went over to my side and got in.

“Do you want to listen to music?” I asked

“Sure” Santana said

As I scrolled through the stations as speeding down the streets.

“stop I love this song” Santana said

As Will Smiths Parents Just Don’t Understand

Me

Santana

Both

You know parents are the same No matter time nor place They don't understand that us kids Are going to make some mistakes So to you, all the kids all across the land There's no need to argue Parents just don't understand

I remember one year My mom took me school shopping It was me, my brother, my mom, oh, my pop, and my little sister All hopped in the car We headed downtown to the Gallery Mall MY mom started bugging with the clothes she chose I didn't say nothing at first I just turned up my nose She said, "What's wrong? This shirt cost $20" I said, "Mom, this shirt is plaid with a butterfly collar!" The next half hour was the same old thing My mother buying me clothes from 1963 And then she lost her mind and did the ultimate I asked her for Adidas and she bought me Zips! I said, "Mom, what are you doing, you're ruining my rep" She said, "You're only sixteen, you don't have a rep yet" I said, "Mom, let's put these clothes back, please" She said "no, you go to school to learn not for a fashion show" I said, "This isn't Sha Na Na, come on Mom, I'm not Bowzer Mom, please put back the bell-bottom Brady Bunch trousers But if you don't want to I can live with that but You gotta put back the double-knit reversible slacks" She wasn't moved - everything stayed the same Inevitably the first day of school came I thought I could get over, I tried to play sick But my mom said, "No, no way, uh-uh, forget it" There was nothing I could do, I tried to relax I got dressed up in those ancient artifacts And when I walked into school, it was just as I thought The kids were cracking up laughing at the clothes Mom bought And those who weren't laughing still had a ball Because they were pointing and whispering As I walked down the hall I got home and told my Mom how my day went She said, "If they were laughing you don't need the, "Cause they're not good friends" For the next six hours I tried to explain to my Mom That I was gonna have to go through this about 200 more times So to you all the kids all across the land There's no need to argue Parents just don't understand

OK, here's the situation My parents went away on a week's vacation and They left the keys to the brand new Porsche Would they mind? Umm, well, of course not I'll just take it for a little spin And maybe show it off to a couple of friends I'll just cruise it around the neighborhood Well, maybe I shouldn't Yeah, of course I should Pay attention, here's the thick of the plot I pulled up to the corner at the end of my block That's when I saw this beautiful girlie girl walking I picked up my car phone to perpetrate like I was talking You should've seen this girl's bodily dimensions I honked my horn just to get her attention She said, "Was that for me?" I said, "Yeah" She said, "Why?" I said, "Come on and take a ride with a helluva guy" She said, "How do I know you're not sick? You could be some deranged lunatic" I said, "see 'mon toots, my name is the Prince Beside, would a lunatic have a Porsche like this?" She agreed and we were on our way She was looking very good and so was I, I must say - word We hit McDonald's, pulled into the drive We ordered two Big Macs and two large fries with Cokes She kicked her shoes off onto the floor She said, "Drive fast, speed turns me on" She put her hand on my knee, I put my foot on the gas (She did the movements as the song said) We almost got whiplash, I took off so fast The sun roof was open , the music was high And this girl's hand was steadily moving up my thigh She had opened up three buttons on her shirt so far I guess that's why I didn't notice that police car We're doing ninety in my Mom's new Porsche And to make this long story short - short When the cop pulled me over I was scared as hell I said, "I don't have a license but I drive very well, officer" I almost had a heart attack that day Come to find out the girl was a twelve-year-old runaway I was arrested, the car was impounded There was no way for me to avoid being grounded My parents had to come off from vacation to get me I'd rather be in jail than to have my father hit me My parents walked in I got my grip, I said, "Ah, Mom, Dad, how was your trip?" They didn't speak I said, "I want to plead my case" But my father just shoved me in the car by my face That was a hard ride home, I don't know how I survived They took turns - One would beat me while the other one was driving I can't believe it, I just made a mistake Well parents are the same no matter time nor place So to you all the kids all across the land Take it form me Parents just don't understand

“Damn we sound good together.” Santana said

“Mhm.” I said

“What did I make you flustered.” Santana said

As I recomposed myself I said “You always make me flustered.”

“Good I like having control over you.” Santana said

“You know what maybe we could skip dinner.” I said

“No waiting will make it better trust me I’m feeling the same way as you right now.” Santana said

“No we’re not because I know that tonight is gonna be the best night of your life.” I said

“Oh it can’t be that much better than men.” Santana said

“Oh you’re in for a strong change in opinions.” I said

“You better live up to the standards.” Santana said

“Too bad I can’t.” I said

“Why ?” Santana said

“Because you’re gonna need to walk tomorrow for school.” I said

“Well damn. Maybe we should do it this Friday then and we just take it slow that would make me more comfortable.” Santana said

“Whatever makes you comfortable. This isn’t about me this is about you.” I said

“Damn this is different than men.” Santana said

As we pulled into the restaurant parking lot

“Hello I have reservation for Y/L/N” I said

“For two?” The hostess asked

“Yes mam” I said

“Right this way” she said

“So tell me something about you.” I said

“I’m from America.” Santana said laughing

“Oh you don’t say. I guessed that you were from Ohio.” I said throwing bread at her.

“You know how many people just expect that I am from Mexico.” Santana said

“So racist if I were you I would beat the shit out of them.” I said

“Actually I go all Lima heights on there ass.” Santana said

“Damn that must be hot.” I Said

“What’s it like being a senior ?” Santana asked

“It sucks especially because I have to come back next year.” I said

“You do?” Santana asked

“Yeah I’m missing to many credits.” I said

“Well maybe you should go to class. You have no problem making it to every Glee practice or every Cheerio practice.” Santana said

”what can I get for you both.” The waiter asked

“I’ll do the lobster and your moctail of the day.” I said

“Yes mam and for you lovely lady.” The waiter asked

“I will also have the lobster and I will take a Water.” Santana said

“So back to what we were talking about maybe it’s easier to attend things when you get to secretly stare at people you like.” I said

“Yeah well maybe we could get some classes together next year if you fail another one of your junior classes.” Santana said

“What if we don’t like each other next year.” I said

“Look even if we don’t workout will still be friends.” Santana said

“Follow my lead.” I said

“What?” Santana said

As Sue came over and stood in front of our table

“What are you two doing here together.” Sue asked

“Glee project. Schue is having us sing in pairs songs that describe different Ohio towns. We got Columbus.” I said

“So I suggested we come down here after Glee and explore to see what song would work.” Santana said

“Oh well what have you found.” She asked

“We were thinking Wide Open Spaces by Emily Ann Roberts , I’ll Find My Way Home by Jon and Vangelis or Y/N suggestion of the Michigan anthem.” Santana said

“Those sound like great choices but I didn’t really even care.” Sue said walking away

“Bye Sue” I said

Soon our food came we ate and we’re waiting for the bill when the waiter came over.

“Hello I am gonna give this to your mom if that’s okay.” The waiter said looking at Santana he handed it to me and walked away

“Did he just say I was your mom.” I said opening the bill “Wow apparently they have discounted us for a single mom with her kid.”

As I left cash on the table

“Well then let’s go mom. I have school tomorrow.” Santana said linking arms with me and waking to the car laughing

“Well I guess that’s my new nickname for you.” Santana said

“You know that will totally work actually work nobody will know any better especially if you say it as snarky as you say everyone else’s nickname especially Rachel. I am gonna miss it I am gonna miss singing with you guys.” I said

“Hey no they deserved it okay they were talking bad about Artie all I said was that a bake sale was old fashioned and you can’t tell me that it isn’t.” Santana said

“You’re right it is. That’s why we’re gonna run by the bank so that I can get some money.” I said

“You’re not even part of the group anymore.” Santana said

“I know I just also want to help.” I said

As we drove through the banks entrance I left and walked inside to get the 600$. I came back out and sat down in the car.

“Give this to Schue tomorrow pls. I will meet you outside and drive you home if that’s okay.” I said

“That’s perfect know let’s come up with a nickname for me.” Santana said

“I have one It would just tell others that we are dating because it one of the only good one I have besides Mercedes who I call the chocolate angle.” I said

“What is it?” Santana asked as she grabbed my hand

“Latina goddess” I said

“Damn why do I like that. It makes me feel hot and sexy.” Santana said

“You are hot and sexy.” I said

“Oh I know.” Santana said

5 minutes later we pulled into the parking lot of the hotel. We both got out of the car and headed inside and into the elevator and up to the room.

“I know I said that we should take it slow but I really need your lips on mine.” Santana said

“Yes my Latina Goddess.” I said as we attached our lips to each other we made out until early hours of the morning. Until I rolled over.

“Wow” I said

“Yeah Wow” Santana said

“That was…” I said

“Amazing.” Santana said “Even if it was just making out that was incredible.”

“See I told you that woman were better at everything.” I said

“Maybe I’m starting to believe you but we might need to do it for a little longer.” Santana said

“No you have school in 6 hours and we need to wake up in 5” I said

“We could just not go to school and I can say I’m sick.” Santana said

“No because I’m not gonna get introuble for being a bad influence on you. Also you’re not sick.” I said

“Okay Mom” Santana said

“Wow that nickname isn’t as hot and adorable as it was earlier.” I said

“We do need to go to sleep.” Santana said

I got four hours of sleep and then I woke up the next morning with my hand holding Santanas hand and her head on my chest. I carefully moved her and got on some clothes and brought the boxes downstairs and put them in the car. Then I went into the lobby for the free breakfast. As I sat down at a table and drank some coffee and ate some toast and eggs. I grabbed some coffee and Cereal and brought it back up to Santana.

“Hey Latina Goddess it’s time to get up.” I said

“Good morning hey can you not look at me I don’t look good.” Santana said

“What ever you want there’s coffee and cereal on the night stand but if we’re being fair this is the hottest I have ever seen you even hotter than the cowboy outfit.” I said

“Shut up no I’m not” Santana said

“There’s a reason I call you a goddess you definitely could give Aphrodite a run for her title.” I said

“I’m gonna go use the restroom.” Santana said

“Okay” I said

As Santana Changed in the restroom I decided to make sure that I had grabbed everything from the room. I also started working on some homework for Mr.Schue I didn’t want to get worse on his side than I already was after yesterday. So as I sat down and started working on my Spanish homework which included boot verbs and conjunctions as well as family members, I also had to write an essay about me and another person. I easily did the conjunction and boot verbs I did most of the family members only struggling on Son, Daughter the step family members, the half family members and cousins. I started working on the essay but was struggling I wasn’t sure how to say what I wanted I would usually ask my teacher for help but I doubt that Schue would help me. As I started at the page with my head resting in my hand. Santana came out and walked behind me she placed her hand on my shoulder.

“Hey, what are you doing?” Santana asked

“Spanish homework.” I said

“Do you need help from a hot Latina goddess.” Santana asked

“I wouldn’t mind. But we should probably get going soon so that we aren’t late to school.” I said

“You know we could jut lay in bed all day working on homework.” Santana said

“As nice as that sounds I need to go to school today. I signed up for a college tour through the school and we’re going today.” I said

“Oh we’re are you going?” Santana asked

“The university of Michigan.” I said

“What would you do there?” Santana asked

“I don’t know but we have the rest of this year and next year to figure that out and be friends or whatever this is.” I said

“Fair” she said moving my hair out of my face

“Let’s head down to the car?” I said

“Will you be back in time to pick me up after Glee?” Santana asked

“Yes I will I promise the school has to get us back before six o’clock. It’s a 2 hour drive there and a 2 hour drive back we have a 3 hour long tour. We are leaving at 7:20 A.M. so we will be back in time.” I said

“Well then we need to head down to the car.” Santana said

As we both headed down and got in the car. We were driving for at least 20 minutes.

“What re we you said whatever we are what are we.” Santana asked

“I don’t know I don’t care it’s whatever you are comfortable with. You’re the one who I still trying to figure things out and I respect what ever you choose.” I said

“Can I have time to decide.” Santana asked

“Of course you can.” I said

We continued to drive until we were five minutes away from the school.

“I can drop you off two blocks away like I do with my sister so that people don’t see you hanging out with a loser outside of Glee club.” I said

“You’re not a loser. You’re really cool everybody at school likes you you’re not popular but people like you.” Santana said

“Yeah but after yesterday everyone in the school knows that I am a lesbian and that I have autism. If the most excepting group at school bullied me what should I accept from the rest of them.” I said

“Fair but if anyone messes with you I will go all Lima heights on their ass.” Santana said

“As sexy as that sounds I hope that doesn’t have to happen.” I said

“Drop me off at the front door.” Santana said

“Are you sure?” I said

“Of course my popularity isn’t that fragile.” Santana said

“We’ll have a good day at school.” I said as I pulled in front of the school

“I’ll see you later if anything changes I will let you know.” Santana said

I dropped her off and went and parked my car in the senior lot. I stepped out of my car and headed towards the school I was going to the front office to meet with the other students that were going to look at the college. I went in and sat on one of the chairs waiting for the others. As the kids started piling in the room and was hoping that the bus would arrive soon. I kept my head down once I realized that the secrets I told about myself in Glee yesterday had spread around the school like wildfire. It wouldn’t have been that bad but Michigan was known for its sports so there was a ton of basketball players, football players and hockey players. There was also a couple of younger students freshman whose parents were forcing them to be there. It wouldn’t have been that bad I thought until I found out that most of them were in the Christian club at our school. I had already payed to go so I couldn’t back out I just had to keep my head down and not listen to them and the comments they were making. We soon got on the bus I headed towards the very back of the bus the single seat so that I could just get homework done. Soon enough we arrived to the college. We all were gonna take a tour of half the campus have a lunch and then take the other half of the tour. Lunch had arrived and I had go to wash my hands in the bathroom before lunch.

As I was washing my hands I was fixing my outfit cause even though I was wearing sweats and a Bennie it was still cold and so I kept tucking my sweatshirt in to try and stay warm.

Then six guys came out of the bathroom stalls. One of them went over to the door and locked it well taking out a camera and filming. I thought that they were going to bully me. “Hey Lesbo” One of the dudes said walking up to me and putting his hand on my ass

“I’m not interested.” I said

“Well you see we have a plan to change that.” Another guy said

“Yeah how about you just do what we say and then nobody gets hurt.” Another guy said

“What is it that you want me to do.” I said

“Take your clothes off.” The guy whose hand was on my ass said

“and if I say no.” I said

“We’ll do it for you.” The guy with his hand in my ass said as he slowly started to pull my pants and underwear down.

“You can’t scream either.” Another guy said as he slowly started taking off his own pants and boxers

I tried to run but got pushed down by the other four. Two of them grabbed my legs and held the down as the other two started to hold my hand down. Well the guy continued to walk around with his pants down. He slowly started to take off my shirt and Bra. Once he was done he took off all of his clothes. He dropped over me rubbing his dick all over my body finally bringing it up to my face.

“You see this? This is what goes inside a woman. Not tongue, Not fingers, this goes inside a women nothing else.” He said as he continued to stroke it in his hand “it was designed for the three holes on a woman the mouth” he said as his friends opened my mouth as he stuck it in. They soon let go of my lips and then pressed my checks together as he thrusted in and out till he finally cum in my mouth. He then walked over to the sink and put a condom on. “The asshole he said” As his friends dragged me over to the sink held me hands on the sink and my feet under the sink so that my ass would stick out. He had traded with one of his buddy’s who also got naked before I knew it they were all naked except the guy with the camera. They all stuck their dicks into my ass thrusting in and out until they cum into the condom. “And the pussy.” He said “wow you’re the driest woman I had ever seen.”

“Maybe that’s cause I don’t like dick.” I said

“Yeah well we’re gonna fuck you until you change your mind. We’re gonna fuck you until you no longer like women. We will get everyman on this visit if need be.” He said

the laid me down and held my feet in the air. As each of them individually put their dick in me. The first time I didn’t speak trying to decide what to do to get out of this situation.

“Fuck dude I need some lube.” The first dude said as he couldn’t get his dick in me

“Here man I got you.” His friend said handing him some lube

He used it and slowly slipped in me “You see we’re not stopping til we all make you orgasm.” He slowly thrusted knowing that it would take longer causing me to squirmed under him.

It wasn’t like I hadn’t had sex with a man before but this was different. Ideas popping in my head I could let them actually make me orgasm or I could fake it. By the time I had thought of the two ideas and was thinking of the possible outcomes he rolled over so I would be on top of him his hands still holding me down. “You see this way you can’t fake it. Will know if you orgasm.” He said thrusting harder

Knowing that there was nothing I could do I just decided to give in giving them what I wanted. It’s not like I hadn’t acted before hopefully I would be believable.

I put my game face on and decided on lines that I could use to fulfill his ego. I know that it would be easier to orgasm. If I thought of someone who I actually liked and to make myself believe that I was master bating. I thought of the people who first came to my mind Santana, Brittnay, Quinn. I thought of how I finally had gotten Santana in my arms last night. We decided to take it slow and to just make out but at some point hopefully it would be her under me. She seemed interested in it last night.

I closed my eyes and it finished in what felt like hours. They all got dressed as I laid on the ground naked. They started to punch me. On my stomach and arms and on my legs. The punched my face but only in places that could be easily hidden. So that they could get away. After they left I had crawled over to the corner of the room and grabbed my phone from my pants. It was almost 4:00 it was 3:40 I had missed the entirety of the lunch and rest of the tour. The thing is I really liked this school I had seen myself coming here and know all that I see is bad memories. I quickly got dressed and ran to the bus right before the doors closed. I sat in the front next to the teacher. The next two hours were tortures. I sat down and kept my head down I made sure that I was wearing the sunglasses that were in my purse so that nobody could see the bruises forming on my eyes.

When we got back to school we all got out of the bus and I went straight to my car and sat down waiting for Santana. I saw her come out an hour later with the Glee club kids and her and Brittnay came towards my car.

“Hey can you bring Brittnay home too we have an assignment we need to do.” Santana said

“Of course. How was your day?” I asked

“Good I had a test that I got an A on in Spanish.” Santana said

“Wow your saying someone whose family speaks Spanish got an a on his Spanish test.” I said

“Do you want help on your Spanish homework or not.” Santana said

“Yes sorry. My Latina Goddess.” I said

“Brittnay’s in the car mom.” Santana said

“Hey Brittnay anything interesting happening.” I asked

“I’m just trying to figure out my rights from my left because Santana had to help me.” Brittnay said

“Oh well that’s easy put your hands in front of you make two L’s the one that looks like L is the right one. You can also tell because your left hand has mole right under your knuckle.” I said

“Oh my god it dose thanks Y/n” Brittnay said

“No problem Britt.” I said

“Why did you have to help her ?” I asked Santana

“Lady Hummel made us take an oath that we wouldn’t vote for him just cause he’s popular.” Santana said

“Does he know what being popular is.” I said

“Exactly what’s I thought.” She said grabbing my hand and intertwined her fingers with mine

“Anything else ?” I asked

“Schue is having us all roll around in wheelchairs so we understand what Artie feels also he said thanks for the money.” Santana said

“Schue left his wife because of you.” Brittnay said

“Really. Wow I didn’t think my outburst would do that.” I said

“You told him his wife was lying to him about being pregnant and trying to buy his students baby.” Santana said

”Fair” I said

“Quinn won’t talk to us because Santana is living with you.” Brittnay said

“Really?” I asked

“Yes don’t worry about it though I rather you be safe then Quinn be happy.” Santana said

“Thanks” I said

“Did anything interesting happen at the tour.” Santana asked

Should I tell her what happened what would she say. We weren’t even technically together. What if her and Brittnay react like it’s not a big deal.

“Nope nothing the campus sucked though so I’m definitely not going there.” I said

“Good cause hopefully we can stay friends and go to college in the same state if not the same school.” Santana said

“Can I come too.” Brittnay said

“Of course you can trust me when I say me and Santana both need the optimism that you bring to our lives.” I said

As we drove home listening to music.

“I miss you in Glee Y/N” Brittnay said

“We both do.” Santana said

“I know it’s weird but I miss Glee. I miss performing and singing. Even if Mr.Schue is a complete idiot who is getting paid by Rachel’s dads to give her the lead and Schue is just shipping Finn and Rachel together.” I said

“Wait really her dads are paying.” Santana said

“of course I saw it well I was snooping through Mr.Schues stuff. That why he does not give songs to people who actually match the voice. Rachel’s got musical theater voice, Hummel has got a High school, college band voice and don’t even get me started on Finn almost none of the song that Schue picks match his voice. But then we got the two people who should always get the lead and the next two below them if there sick and the other two who are below that who needs someone to sing with but is great with out just not for too long and that goes top Two is Mercedes and You if Mr.Schue got you too to sing together we would definitely win sectionals. You too carry Glee already I can’t even imagine bin the next two years. The next two are Quinn and Hope and Tina they got great vocals but there no Mercedes Jones and Santana Lopez no matter how much they try. Next is Lady Hummel and Berry. Then there’s Brittnay and Me we know how to sing but we can’t sing the entire song if we do we need to harmonize with someone else. Then there is the people who can sing some songs but not all of them we got Artie in first he works with most songs just not all. Then Puck he sings well he just could never lead. Then Finn he can sing but only a few songs the rest sound like he’s stretching his voice. Then you got Matt and Mike whom I have never actually heard sing so I don’t know where to put them.” I said

“I’m actually one of the first. I mean I always thought that I was but you conforming it is amazing.” Santana said

“Oh trust me you are Just promise me when you win your Grammys and when your number one on the Billboard and you selling out football stadiums of adoring fans remember me please.” I said

“How could I forget you.” Santana said

“Look the worlds messed up, people are messed up and you’re lucky if you meet people as messed up as you but the world is still messed up so you don’t get those messed up people forever.” I said

“Okay that’s just sad.” Brittnay said

“What is the assignment you’re doing?” I said

“U.S. history. It sucks” Santana said

“Can I help!! That was my favorite subject.” I said

“What was your grade in the class?” Santana asked

“I ended the year with a 99.98%” I said

“Wait so you actually went to that class.” Santana said

“Shut up” I said

“Make me.” Santana said

“Brittnay’s in the car.” I said

As we drove to the house and parked we got out.

“What about the bags and stuff.” Santana said

“We can get it later if that’s okay.” I said

”Yeah that’s fine.” Santana said

“Hey let me go say hi to my parents and then I’ll be up.” Santana said as Brittnay ran inside with her backpack

“Hey can I come with you. I want to thank them for letting me stay here and make a good first impression. Because if even if we’re just friends I don’t want them thinking that I’m a bad influence.” I said

“But you are.” Santana said

“Why cause I own a motorcycle and have tattoos and I like women and protect my friends by beating the shit out of people.” I said

“Exactly now my mom is royalty in Spain so you need to bow.” Santana said

“Wait really. I can’t meet royalty like this.” I said

We both went in Santana said hi to her parents first and hugged them both.

Then I went and I shook her dads hand “Hello Mr. Lopez.” I bowed and then shook her moms hand “Hello Mrs.Lopez.” I said

“Why is are you bowing.” Mrs.Lopez asked

“Santana told me that you were royalty and know I realize that she was messing with me.” I said looking at Santana on the stairs

“Well yes she was.” Mrs.Lopez said

“I don’t know you’re a Queen in my eyes.” Mr.Lopez said

“Anyway I just wanted to thank you for allowing me to stay here I really appreciate it.” I said walking towards Santana

“SANTANA LOPEZ YOU BETTER RUN YOU MADE ME EMBRACE MYSELF.” I said chasing her up the stairs and into her room where Brittnay was.

We all worked on our homework Brittnay and Santana on there U.S history with my help. Afterwards Santana helped me with my Spanish homework well Brittnay drew

“Why do you want to write about.” Santana asked

“Realistically I would always write about Quinn or Brittnay, Mostly you and change a couple attributes about you guys and Change your name.” I said

“Okay well what would you say if you were writing about me use my name and we can change it if need be. Santana said

“Mi relacion es muy complicada con Santana Lopez. Ella es gupa y muy Linda. Ella me gusta animadoras y dormir. Ella ama la comics y Ella chicas. Ella no me gusta atrevido porque Ella es Asustada. Ella tiene ojos marrones y cabello castaño. Ella es intelligente y Ella es no stupido. Yo Realmente espero que ella sea mi novia incluso en secreto. Mi diosa latina sexy caliente.” I said

“Damn hay Brittnay is your mom almost here.” Santana asked

“Yeah she got here five minutes ago I just wanted to say goodbye.” Brittnay said

“Yeah bye.” Santana said

As soon as Brittnay left Santana said “Lay on the bed and spread your legs.”

I gladly obliged even though my body had enough orgasms already but one from Santana would be different.

As she went over to her door and locked it.

“Are you sure?” I asked

“Of course you know you’re really hot when you speak another language.” She said talking off her top

“Oh really” I said standing up and pressing my body against her back as I slowly kissed her neck. I went up to her ear trying to leave very few marks. She moaned as I kissed the back of her neck right below her hair line. I put my hand over her mouth.

“As much as I love that sound your parents are downstairs.” I said whispering in her ear

“I will try to be quieter mom.” Santana said quietly as she started to take my shirt off and I started un buttoning her bra

“ho bisogno del tuo corpo sotto il mio.” I said quietly (I want to see you under me)

“Si por favor.” She said taking off my bra. (Yes please)

I threw her on the bed and pulled her legs off the bed so that she was sitting on the edge of the bed.

“Look there’s no turning back after this okay once we do this there’s no completely going back so I just need to make sure that your 1000% sure and that wasn’t just the heart of the moment.” I said keeping my eyes fixed on her pants.

“Look me in my eyes okay. This isn’t a heat of the moment this is every fantasy I have had about you. You’re my hot sexy secret girlfriend okay.” Santana said

“Okay” I said “do you have a CD player or speaker.”

“Top drawl under the box of condoms.” She whispered in my ear.

I put in the nearest CD that I could find and went back to her pants as she started unbuckling my bra

“If you want to stop just let me know okay.” I said

I went over to her desk and grabbed her lotion. I put it to the side as I pushed her back onto the bed. I started kissing her lips and slowly started making my way down her body. Only leaving hickies where she could easily hide them. Under here uniform. I slowly made my way down towards her underwear. I got right above her underwear and stepped away. I pulled her back to the edge of the bed. So that I could easier access towards her core. I slowly pulled down her soaking wet underwear with my teeth make sure to lick from the top down to feet “Wow I guess that I must be doing a good job. You’re making this a lot easier for me. My Latina goddess you look so good from down here.” I said

“I like this view of you too.” Santana said

“I just need you to stay Quiet so that my job will be easier and I won’t be worried about your parents hearing.” I said

“Can we not talk about my parents well we’re doing it.” Santana said

“Oh baby we haven’t done anything yet.” I said

I said as I grabbed the lotion and rubbed it onto her upper thighs. After I could see her body squirming. I carefully edged my fingers closer to her folds. Rubbing my thumb up In down until it got to much for her and she pushed my head down. I looked up at her stooping and shaking my head. I slowly inserted two of my fingers they started to make themselves familiar with the location. as soon as I found her G spot I pressed it a couple times and started pulling out slowly with every time. I started speeding up soon I could see her starting to arch her back I put my head closer to her putting my tongue inside her and started sucking on her well I was curling my fingers. I kept my tongue and fingers going in and out. When I could feel her on the verge. I stopped and waited until she begged me.

“Pls let me finish Y/N” Santana said quietly

I slowly moving my tongue and fingers in closer. I put my fingers and tounge in and out. She finally came I pulled my tongue out but let her ride the rest of her orgasm out. “Oh god you taste amazing.” I said

“Do you wanna taste” I said moving my fingers up to her mouth.

“I bet you taste better.” Santana said

I slowly started to take my pants and underwear off. And pulled her back up to the top of the bed and strattled on top of her grinding my pussy of top of hers until our pussy we’re connected with each other we rubbed up against each other until we both slowly edged closer to our climax. We both speed up to make sure we could both ease our pulsating pussys. As we cum into each other. I sat back on top of her and made out.

“Wow that was the best sex ever you definitely live up to the hype you gave yourself.” Santana said

“Oh sweetheart that’s nothing. It was your first time with a woman so I took it easy.” I said

“Well I would like to please you the same way you pleased me.” Santana said

“Well that sounds great.” I said “Good thing that I already got wet we’ll satisfying you.”

“I don’t know how to do it.” Santana said

“It’s just like master bating imagine doing everything you wish you could do to yourself if you were looking at your own pussy.” I said

“Okay well then you’re in for a ride.” Santana said

“Okay well there is a strap on in the box in the corner of your room.” I said

“A what?” Santana asked

“ A dick for women. That entire box was my sex drawl at my house.” I said

As Santana went over pulled out a blind fold and handcuffs. She jumped on top of the bed slowly humping my vagina as she handcuffed me to the bed. I bucked my hips giving her a ride. She put her boob in my mouth.

“Suck on it for me” Santana said

“Yes sexy.” I said

I started sucking on it. As she left hickies on my neck. She slowly pushed her self up and moved her way down. She grabbed the lotion on the bed and started rubbing it all over my body. Once she got down to my vagina and started rubbing her thumb over my folds. Slowly til she opened me up and slid three of her fingers into me.

“Is that to many?” She asked

I shook my head No. She slowly started to move into me looking for my G spot.

“Further babe.” I said

Once she found it. She kept pulling in and out of it. Stopping randomly and rejoining at random paces making my body cum faster than it had before. “Wow you’re good for this being your first time.” I said

“Oh we’re just getting started.” She said as she came up and started to suck on my boob. Once it was hard she went to the other one sucking on it.

She dropped down her bed and but my legs up behind my head inserting her tongue. As her tongue searched through my body. I could feel the warm waves already building up inside me.

“God Santana I need you.” I said Quietly

“Shh be quiet well mommy’s working.” Santana said

I obliged as she found my G spot and started licking it causing suction to happen. She pulled out and grabbed a message gun from her sex drawl she put it on the side of her cheek causing her tongue to vibrate. I was rising into the climax bucking my hips into Santana bringing her tongue further into me.

When suddenly there was a knock.

“Santana it’s mom I need to come in?” Mrs.Lopez said

Santana quickly pulled out causing me to moan I quickly put my hand over my mouth.

“Hang on mom” Santana said hitting me

“What’s going on in there.” Mrs.Lopez said

“We’re filming a music video for Glee.” I said

“Okay well are you guys almost done pizzas here and I need to put Santanas laundry away.” Mrs.Lopez said

“Mama” Santana whined

“What shes gonna be living here she would have found out at some point.” Mrs.Lopez said

“Yes mam we’re almost done just like half a hour more. We have to make sure that we get everything perfect.” I said

“Okay you kids have fun.” Mrs.Lopez said

“We will” I said winking at Santana

We soon heard her mother go back downstairs.

“How did you do that.” Santana asked

“When I was still in the closet my mom almost caught me and y girlfriend several times. So I learned how to make a believe able lie.” I said

“Well good job. We’re gonna have to stop though.” Santana said

“Okay go get changed.” I said

“What will you do” Santana asked

“I am gonna go master bait until I finish what you started and then I’m gonna bring your sheets into my room and hide them and come home early tomorrow and wash them so you’re mom doesn't find out.” I said

“Wow thankyou.” Santana said

“No problem and now go wash our relationship off of you and then we will act like we’re just friends.” I said

“it would be nice to do this again.” Santana said

“Oh we definitely will.” I said

Santana showered well I got my stuff done. We both went downstairs 40 minutes later.

“What song are you guys doing.” Mr.Lopez asked

“Jungle Fever Mr.Schue had us choose songs that were banned in a country and made it big in another.” I said

“Oh well I would love to see the video when you guys are done if that’s okay.” Mr.Lopez said

“Of course sir.” I said

“Well we finished your room early today Y/N” Mrs.Lopez said

“Thank you. Um Mr.Lopez could I use your help and your daughters help I have some heavy boxes in my car. You look like you’re strong and your daughter is a cheerleader so she has to be strong.” I said

“Of course.” Mr.Lopez said

All three of us went out to my car and slowly started grabbing boxes. After 20 minutes we had finally finished. We all went back inside.

“Thank you both of you.” I said

“Hey kiddo do either of you want more pizza.” Mrs.Lopez asked

“I will take it.” I said

I sat down and finished the rest of the box. Santana came and sat down next to me stealing a couple pieces.

“You know Sue will be mad at you.” I said

“Cool when isn’t Sue mad.” Santana said

“Fair” I said

“Hey kids we’re going up.” Mr and Mrs Lopez said as they went upstairs and into there bedroom

“Earlier was amazing. I wish it never ended.” Santana said

“We have to film that video for your dad so how about instead of skipping class to make out with your boyfriend. We film it.” I said

“Yeah okay. Also who told you me and Puck got back together .” Santana said

“Oh come on your our schools on and off again relationship.” I said

“What does that mean?” Santana said

“It means we all know you guys aren’t meant for each other but you find comfort in each other so you always come crawling back. Okay well I’m going to bed I’ll see you later.” I said

I went upstairs and headed into my bedroom and laid down on the bed. I closed my eyes daydreaming about Santana. Falling asleep soon enough. One of the few nights that I didn’t have insomnia.

Time skip Lunch the next day

I was right outside the lunch room and saw Brittnay with Becky.

“Hey Y/N” Brittnay said

“Hi Y/N” Back said

“Hi guys what you guys doing?” I asked

“We’re about to get cupcakes from the Glee club.” Brittnay said

“Can I come with you” I asked

“Ofcourse” Brittnay said

Me,Brittnay and Beck walked into the lunch room together and Finn,Puck,Quinn and Santana were sat at the table. They were talking about us.

“See so many and see how pretty they are Becky.” Brittnay said

“Wow” Becky said

“Brittnay you’re supposed to be in your wheelchair.” Santana said

“I lost it.” Brittnay said

“Are you a cheerleader?” Becky asked “it’s so cool”

“So is buying a cupcake that’s really cool.” Brittnay said

“But I don’t have any money.” Becky said

“That’s okay I have some.” As Brittnay opened up her backpack and payed for Becky’s cupcake

“Thank you.” Santana said mean

Becky got her cupcake and walked off.

“What do you want to run our lives more” Quinn said to me

“No I just wanted cupcakes” I said

“Well haven’t you already payed enough for this bus.” Puck said

“Well dose that mean I don’t get a cupcake I have 100$.” I said

“You want to buy all the cupcakes?” Finn asked

“Yes it’s my day to get Snacks for Key Club and I forgot.” I said

What’s that club.” Santana asked

“We donate time for community service it’s actually really nice.” I said

“So like community service hours when you go to jail?” Puck said

“Who would willing do that.” Finn asked

“Well I have worked at the fire station answering phones and I’ve also worked at the local VFW and I have also worked at a soup kitchen which I still volunteer at on the weekends okay this club is like my cheerleading and football. It makes me happy. I started a non-profit for veterans my sophomore year.” I said

“Wow I didn’t know that you did all that.” Brittnay said

“There’s a lot you guys don’t know.” I said” Now can I have my cupcakes.”

“Yeah here you go.” Santana said handing me the trays

“Do you need help bringing those to the room.” Quinn asked

I was surprised why did she care.

“Yeah but you guys have glee at that time so it’s fine if you can’t help.” I said

“Well we will keep them in the Choir room and then help you after school.” Santana said

“Thank you.” I said

“No problem you helped us out with this bus more than enough.” Santana said

Time skip to the next day

“Puck can we talk.” I said walking into the lunch room were the Glee club was selling cupcakes

“We have a line here.” Puck said

I leaned over the table so that only the Glee kids could hear me “You put drugs in the cupcakes. I get that you wanted to make money and I won’t tell on you but you put drugs into the cupcakes.” I said

“How could you tell.” Puck said

“I know what drugs taste like.” I said

“How?” Quinn said

“Because I used to take them and I still take them when I go to parties.” I said

“Puck are you kidding me. Come on I gave you another chance we’re breaking up again I can’t willing be with someone who puts drugs into cupcakes.” Santana said looking at puck then me and smiling

Later that day we got into the car.

“Sue put Becky on the cheerios.” Santana said annoyed

“Becky’s one of my friends. I’m happy for her.” I said

“Why are you guys friends?” Santana asked

“Because she’s like me the only difference is her chromosome malfunction makes her look different.” I said

“Okay well I’m just going off based off what I’ve learned.” Santana said

“And that is.” I asked

“Nothing” Santana said

“You’re right because we don’t learn about people different than us. I know that you know how that feels. I’m not comparing racism to ableism but I’m just saying that they both stem from not understanding. Hopefully I can help you understand more.” I said

“Okay I guess me being mean to Becky isn’t that okay I’ll be nice to her.” Santana said

“I’m not saying that.” I said

“So treat her how I treat you?” Santana asked

“Not how me and whoever else you’re dating gets your hot sexy naked body. Just treat her like you’d treat anyone else.” I said

“Okay.”Santana said

“Let’s go to your house.” I said

“Let’s go home it’s the weekend and my parents are at a wedding I have several things I would like to do to you in that time.” Santana said

(Sorry it took so long it took me a long time to get through the rape part. I hope you liked it.”

[eternityszn]

open to: m / mutuals and non mutuals plot: click me

"i know this is random, but there's this guy i like, and he's going to be here tonight, and i was wondering if you would kiss me when he shows up to make him jealous?"

[earthherbsandlove]

about me.

call me ani/asteria. | sixteen. (i've been reading/writing fan fiction since seven years old. you don't have to interact if you're uncomfortable and i will do the same.) | biracial (black and white) . | plus size. | she/they/he. | smut writer, mostly. it can vary though. | i truly don't care if you're twelve or if you're in your forties. it's your own media consumption!! | i used to have a tumblr called either stuillyspsychogf or polyghostfaceenthusiast . or something like that lolsies.

fandoms i'll mostly write for:

- scream

- stranger things

- outer banks

- the 100

- dc

- yellowjackets.

- american horror story.

- glee (i will not be writing smut about any of the characters from glee. i just, cannot.)

- new girl (comfort/crack fics.)

- heathers (movie or musical.)

- the selection.

- the wilds

- criminal minds.

this list will probably get longer in the future.

my blog will contain dark material like noncon or dubcon. please know that this is strictly a fantasy and i DO NOT and WILL NEVER stand for actual sexual assault.

i am aware that there is a lot of controversy surrounding minors writing smut and i totally get that. but there is nothing anyone on here can do to really make me want to stop. writing is how i've coped since i was a kid and now i'd just like other people to enjoy my stuff as well.

if you do not feel comfortable with my content, my age, or just my blog in general, that's ok! just please block and don't report.

i will probably make a masterlist when i actually publish fics.

this is all for now!

love, ani<3 .

[panties-on-boys]

Glee – Chapter 1: Pilot

Richie Tozier is Will Schuester and Eddie Kaspbrak is Sue Sylvester. This started as a joke, but it’s actually so fucking fun and so them lmao

If you’ve never seen Glee, this is enemies to lovers– Eddie coaches the cheer team and Richie’s the Glee club… guy, or whatever he does.

Mostly a smut fic, you know me.

[sohemotional]

Insatiable - Brittana Fanfiction

Summary: Brittany's sudden, confusing mood swings have been making Santana's head spin lately but she soon figures out what's causing them... and she’s the only one who can make it better. Season 3 Era Brittana Smut and Fluff

Rating: M

Read on AO3

Santana smiled to herself, glancing at the picture she kept in her locker of herself and Brittany cuddled close, right next to the silly yet adorable  “Lord Tubbington thinks you’re purrfect”  drawing her girlfriend had somehow slipped in there that was oddly validating to look at whenever she was having a bad day.

Her girlfriend… as in her girlfriend girlfriend. Just the thought of that brought a big, cheesy grin to her face. She’d probably be embarrassed about how goofy her facial expression was if anyone else could see her right then. She was becoming such a sap. Thankfully the school day was over and the hallways were deserted as the students had cleared out almost instantly.

She wasn’t one to be all sunshine and rainbows about well… anything but there was a lot to celebrate recently. Between finally being honest with others about her sexuality, actually dating the girl of her dreams - who if she was being honest, she had been in love with since childhood - and being able to tell the whole world how she felt about Brittany, Santana was having a great year.

It was one of those rare days when Santana didn’t have to drop Brittany home because the blonde’s mother had opted to drive her to her dance class she took halfway across town and they had some other mother daughter bonding shopping trip the two had been looking forward to for a while.

It was a Friday, meaning it was Santana and Brittany’s special date night. She didn’t have Glee Club practice, homework or anything Cheerios-related to worry about for the afternoon, which was a relief but after a while Santana’s thoughts began to drift to what Brittany had looked like that day, traipsing up and down the school in cute, tiny black shorts with suspenders and the most adorable pink and white polka dot shirt that revealed a sliver of pale, freckled skin on her lower abs and hips because it was just a little too small for her.

It had only been a few hours since their last class together but she was starting to miss her girl. She thought of Brittany the entire drive home, not accustomed to not having her there in the passenger seat singing along to pop songs or saying silly, adorable things just to make serious Santana smile.

Britt, are you home yet from your class?

She typed out the text quickly when she got to her bedroom, trying to keep her mind out of the gutter when she thought back to Brittany’s thick, creamy thighs, tiny waist and the way that tight blouse was clinging to her perky breasts. Even that super cute, high ponytail the girl was wearing that showed off her elegant neck had been such a turn on for Santana, she’d had to cross her legs and force herself to avoid leering at the girl so openly in class. She was dating the sexiest girl to ever exist. How did she get so lucky?

Fifteen minutes, then thirty passed and there was no response so Santana went off to busy herself by cleaning her room finally like her mom and Brittany had been hinting at - very sneakily in the blonde’s case - for ages. After she picked up her clothes from the floor and threw them into the hamper then kind of made up the bed and took a shower, she figured that was enough for the day and then just lazed around doing nothing.

Usually Brittany would reply almost instantly to her but Santana figured she probably got distracted by her family or something cat-related. Knowing her girlfriend, Brittany probably left her phone in her room and didn’t hear it, so Santana didn’t think too much of it. Santana knew how chaotic the Pierce parents and Brittany’s younger sister Stacy could be. She sent another text asking if the blonde was okay an hour later but still didn’t get a response, which was pretty weird. Santana started to worry for a second, her protective side kicking in and eventually called the girl when she didn’t answer any of her texts.

“Oh! Hi, Santana!” Brittany sounded really breathless and there was this high-pitched sound to her voice when she answered on the second ring. It was cute but Santana tilted her head to the side in confusion, frowning.

“Britt? Is everything okay? Did you see my texts?”

“Oh- I didn’t until now- I’m so sorry, San. I didn’t mean to worry you.”

“That’s okay. You wanna come over to my place? My mom’s making pollo guisado, your favourite and we can do whatever you want… or I’ll take you out, anywhere you want. That new fancy five star steakhouse place just opened up,” The black-haired girl suggested, smiling in excitement at the thought of a romantic date just the way she wanted it. Lima actually having a new restaurant that wasn’t Breadstix, that dim sum place Tina hated or Taco Bell was a huge deal for them, as pathetic as that was. “They have that expensive shrimp thing you like. It’s my treat.”

“I can’t!”

Santana’s dark eyes widened, not expecting this response as Brittany never usually got flustered and snapped at her, especially not when their conversation was going so well before that. Most of all, Brittany would usually be delighted at the idea of them going out together. She had been over the moon lately since Santana had been asking her out on so many dates and really putting an effort into the romantic, sentimental side of things. Had Santana done something wrong? She tried to think back to what she could have done to offend the girl.

“I mean, I’m so sorry, that came out all wrong. You’re so sweet and I’d love to but I just really can’t go out tonight. Don’t feel like it.”

“Not even if I buy you shrimp? Are you feeling sick?”

“No, I’m not sick. I just don’t feel like it tonight, sorry.”

That was weird. Brittany refusing shrimp, especially when Santana was paying for it, was practically unheard of. The blonde definitely liked it when her rich girlfriend treated her to the finer things in life and Santana enjoyed nothing more than spoiling her.

Brittany was usually so bubbly and extroverted. She never missed the chance to go out with her anywhere and was always up for an adventure, especially on their date nights. She’d go out anywhere with Santana, even if it was just to the park down the block with the broken swing set.

For once, Santana was completely baffled and began to wonder who she could ask about girl-related problems, despite also being a girl herself. She couldn’t believe she was turning into the equivalent of one of those pathetic dudes who needed girlfriend advice. Her, Santana Lopez of all people… she was a total chick magnet and she should be an expert on all things girl related. She couldn’t stand the guys in Glee and she wasn’t about to make herself look like an idiot by asking them for help with this. Out of the bunch, Mike or Finn were probably the safest to ask and they both had long-term girlfriends so they might understand these complicated relationship things but she just couldn’t lower herself to that level.

“It’s fine… We’ll save some of my mom’s cooking for you anyway but just tell me, what are you doing? Your voice sounds kind of different. Were you working out before I called you?”

“No, it’s not that.”

She sounded so jittery. Santana arched a black eyebrow… was Brittany hiding something from her? That was practically unheard of for the blonde.

“Then please tell me, Britt,” She whined softly, her voice tinged with concern. Sometimes she had to really work for it and pull these things out of her girlfriend when the tall blonde was being a little confusing. “Tell me what I can do to make you feel better.”

There was a long pause. Brittany being eccentric wasn’t exactly a new thing but for once Santana was beginning to feel like she needed a guidebook on Brittanyisms. She remained patient, allowing her girl to explain.

“Santana I…  um… really need you to come over,” The darker girl shivered, her stomach flipping and fluttering at the seductive edge to her girlfriend’s voice. “My parents just left on their trip and Stacy has a sleepover at her friend’s house, so we’ll be alone. I need your help. I really, really need you, right now, okay? I need you like  that, okay? Will you come over?”

Santana sucked in a breath, her heart beating so fucking fast and crossed her legs, shifting around on the bed. The very idea Brittany was putting out was making her feel really hot and bothered but first thing’s first, she had to get her mind out of the gutter and figure out why Brittany was acting so bizarre, even for her. Going from refusing shrimp to practically begging her to have her wicked way with her was a big jump. Not to mention her girlfriend had never exactly sounded embarrassed or ashamed before when she told Santana explicitly what she wanted to do to her in bed in the past.

“Why didn’t you just say you wanted to get frisky? Of course I will, Babe but you’re starting to worry me.” Santana wasn’t one to ever refuse her girl, especially when she clearly wanted to get naked with her ASAP but her behaviour wasn’t typical. She thought long and hard about what Brittany’s mannerisms could mean. She considered herself an expert in figuring out Brittany’s quirks and what any sudden mood change meant. Brittany was more subtle about her mood shifts compared to herself and you had to think a little deeper to figure her out sometimes.

Then it hit her… that breathy, high-pitched and slightly shy sound of the blonde’s voice… She knew that sound anywhere…. The way she snapped at Santana before for literally no reason even though Brittany never raised her voice at anyone ever, especially her.

Even that weird silent treatment her girlfriend had given her that morning when she caught the Latina staring for a second too long at the long legs of another tall, blonde cheerleader who bent over in front of the black-haired girl was starting to make sense.

“Britt… Wait a second, when is your period due?”

“Um, two days from now, I think,” Brittany eventually answered, still so out of breath and Santana heard the sound of fabric rustling. She could just picture the blonde girl shifting around on her bed. “I lost my calendar and I couldn’t read it anyway, so I might have the dates a little off but I’m 99% sure it’s due then and I can just feel it.”

Santana smirked knowingly and lowered her voice to a husky, deep drawl, knowing it would make her girlfriend squirm just to hear it.

“You were touching yourself before I called, weren’t you?”

The line went quiet except for a startled intake of breath from the blonde and Santana’s cocky smirk deepened.

“Yes.” Brittany’s uncharacteristically shy, soft voice as she admitted the truth made Santana conscious of the sudden pressure between her own legs. Brittany was not one to be demure about admitting to what she did sexually but her coy, innocent girl act she put on for Santana at times turned the Hispanic girl on beyond belief and they both knew that. Wait a minute, was that a moan she had just heard from the girl?

“Are you fucking yourself right now?”

There was another long pause and Santana heard Brittany’s breath hitch. She kept the dirty talk going, knowing how much of a turn on it was for the blonde. Santana was loving every second of this.

“I just needed this so badly. Sorry, Santana… I couldn’t wait.”

God her moans were so pretty. How was literally everything about this girl so pretty?

“It’s okay, keep going. You can’t help it, can you? You’re thinking of me screwing you real good,” Brittany’s silence and sharp gasp all but confirmed the answer. “You’re all horny before that time of the month and you need me to fuck you so badly, don’t you, Baby Girl?”

“Yes, please, Santana,” That desperate whine from Brittany practically made the darker girl throb as she pictured the girl curled up on her bed with its cute, girly pink and baby blue sheets, her cheeks flushed, touching herself the entire time with lithe fingers, maybe even fucking herself with that pink toy she owned that they both knew about. The thought of that made Santana clench her legs together tightly, the room suddenly feeling ten times hotter and she had never been so jealous of an inanimate object. “Oh, I need you so much. It’s just not enough… I need your fingers. The pressure won’t go away.”

Santana breathed out a sigh of relief once she was able to think a little more clearly again through the intense wave of arousal Brittany’s words had caused in her. This was something she could handle. In fact, it excited her beyond belief. Brittany almost always was desperate and horny right before her period, which meant the two of them had great sex. She couldn’t believe she had been so slow on the uptake this month but all of the stupid Glee Club shenanigans were distracting her. She should have known this was what Brittany’s sudden mood swings were about.

Even before they started dating, Santana could count on Brittany to practically jump her bones every month at a specific time like clockwork. It was practically a ritual for them and it made Santana smug, pleased that it had always been only her Brittany wanted when that intense feeling hit her.

“I’ll be there in five minutes. Don’t you worry, Princess. I’ll make everything better.”

Santana had never driven anywhere so fast in her life, pulling up in front of the Pierce house and noticing with a smirk that just as Brittany mentioned, Whitney’s car wasn’t there and the driveway was empty. She loved when they had Brittany’s house to themselves and didn’t have to hold back. It wasn’t as if Whitney and Pierce had any issues with their relationship - in fact it was quite the opposite as they were overjoyed about the two of them dating - but it was still somewhat awkward sneaking around together while knowing that the blonde’s parents were around. Not that it had stopped them before…

She was holding a bag with a tub of chocolate ice cream and an assortment of candy bars for Britt that she swore she had managed to pick out and pay for at lightning speed from the convenience store on her way over, knowing that Brittany was going to need something sweet when she had this problem.

Santana fished out the key from its hiding place under one of Whitney’s plant pots and opened the door, calling to her girlfriend. Brittany skipped downstairs wearing just an old, oversized grey t-shirt that she had stolen from Santana a while back and nothing else. Santana loved it, her lips curving into a sideways smirk. The girl’s fair hair was out of its ponytail and fell to her shoulders in those long, beachy, blonde waves Santana adored so much on her. Santana’s eyes lingered on her chest, noticing that apparently her girlfriend hadn’t bothered to wear a bra either and the girl’s nipples were pointed. She swallowed hard, clearing her throat.

Brittany launched herself into Santana’s arms, clinging to her so tightly as if she never wanted to let her go and sighing in relief. She practically jumped on her, wrapping her legs around her, which nearly caused both of them to fall over as they both giggled. She closed her eyes, trying to tame her arousal again as those hardened nipples pressed against her own chest.

“Oh thank goodness you’re here,” She sighed against Santana’s neck, pressing her lips to the hot flesh just once and nuzzling closer as she ran her palms along Santana’s strong biceps down to her forearms while humming approvingly. “Mm you feel so good. I love when you hold me like this.”

“I would never leave you, Britt. You should have called me earlier though, I’d have come down. Look, I bought you lots of stuff. All your favourites.”

The blonde’s eyes lit up when she saw what Santana had and she kissed her on the cheek at least three times in gratitude as she thanked her. She immediately tried some of the ice cream straight from the tub, sharing some with Santana from her spoon.

“You know me so well. Aw, you didn’t have to, San. You’re the sweetest person ever in the universe.”

“It’s nothing, Britt. I know how much you need chocolate when it’s that time of the month.” Santana was happy that the snacks seemed to have cheered Brittany right up and pleased that her instincts had been correct when she decided on the impromptu shopping trip. She shared ice cream with Brittany for a while longer, both of them just standing around the kitchen table in comfortable silence and then her gaze inevitably fell to Brittany’s breasts again.

“What?” Brittany smirked, a sly look on her face as she teased her. “You’ve been looking at them the whole time since I came down. It’s like your eyes are laser focused. Usually you’re obsessed with my thighs and ass so it’s a little surprising.”

“You can’t blame me. They look rounder than normal even…” Santana shrugged as she was caught in the act, trying to act casual even though her face heated up a little as she chuckled. She leaned close to the blonde’s ear, tucking an errant strand behind it as she made no effort to disguise glancing at the girl’s chest again. “And I see that your air conditioner is definitely working properly.”

“Santana!” Brittany giggled, shaking her head at her and crossed her arms over her chest so the nipples were hidden from view, much to Santana’s disappointment.

Santana was completely mesmerized when Brittany winked at her playfully, pushing her chest outward after that and uncovering her boobs so that they were fully on display again as she walked over to the freezer. She felt like such a horndog but this was Brittany’s fault for teasing her, at least that was what she told herself. She came up behind the other girl, wrapping her arms around her waist and felt her up boldly, pushing her up against the fridge as her palms covered her breasts. Her hips were flush against Brittany’s ass as she grinded against her slightly.

“You’re so fucking sexy, Britt. Can I touch?”

She circled her nipple with her fingertip and Brittany squirmed against her. Then she pinched it roughly just the way she knew Brittany liked, causing the girl to gasp and lean back against her slightly shorter frame.

  “Stop.”

Santana smirked at Brittany’s high-pitchy, girly voice. Her tone of voice was so soft and half-hearted, more like a whiny moan under her breath than an actual complaint. Brittany was so adorable when she was like this. She pulled Santana’s hand back to her breast when she pretended to pull it away with a cat-like sound of irritation so the darker girl figured it was just a token protest. Holy fuck, this was so hot, even if they were doing this in the Pierces’ kitchen with it’s insanely bright colours and weird everything.

She knew the tall girl was definitely PMSing when Santana tried to grab her by the hips and she pulled away with a cute growl, holding Santana’s other wrist to prevent from going any higher on her inner thigh. Brittany whipped around so fast that Santana got knocked over right on her ass, staring up at her moody girlfriend cluelessly. Despite that, the dark-haired girl was undeterred.

“Whoa. What, I can’t touch you? I thought you wanted me to?” She cocked her head to the side, putting on her most charming, seductive smile and smouldering stare that she was sure the blonde would be completely unable to resist. “Isn’t that why I’m here?”

That turned out to be the wrong thing to say. Brittany shook her head, putting her hand on Santana’s shoulder and pushing her away just slightly when she tried to pull her into a makeout session.

“Santana,” She whined, rolling her eyes and holding the girl’s wrist firmly as she whipped around to face her. “Not yet, okay? I’m not ready just yet.”

“Whoa, okay I’m sorry, Britt-Britt. Okay, fine, I’ll just be all lonesome over here without your sweet kisses.” Santana pouted playfully, pretending to be all put out by this even though the truth was, she was fully willing to do this on Brittany’s terms. The blonde was giving off some serious mixed signals here, which was the real problem.

Brittany saw the darker girl’s disappointed facial expression and instantly began to cry in response. Santana was astounded, realizing her girlfriend was actually crying real tears about something so minor. Brittany being reduced to tears was the worst thing in the world and made her heart ache like nothing else did. Even worse was the thought that it was her fault her girlfriend was in such a fragile state.

“Oh, Brittany, it’s okay. Really, I’m not upset if you want to wait, I was just joking around. What happened?” She tried to make her voice as tender as possible, realizing how sensitive her girlfriend was feeling at the moment.

“It’s just that you’re being so nice and perfect and your dimples are super adorable but I’ve been so mean to you all day. Even just now I ruined it when all you wanted to do was touch your girlfriend,” Brittany sobbed. “I’m so bloated too today and I’m weird and I don’t deserve you!”

Santana was speechless for a while at the girl’s outburst. It was difficult to understand Brittany’s words at first because they were so jumbled together and this was the last thing she was expecting her to say. Wow, Brittany wasn’t kidding when she said she wasn’t feeling well. Brittany was normally so calm and confident but even the blonde had her insecure moments. Santana was probably the only person other than her parents who ever saw the girl in her most vulnerable state.

“Whoa, Britt- Britt, shh, okay, one thing at a time, okay? Everything is okay, I promise. I know you don’t mean it today when you get a little moody. Your body looks even sexier than ever if that’s possible. Seriously, I could never not be turned on by you and from the moment I saw you tonight I’ve been wanting you. You actually thought it would be possible for me not to want you? Believe me, I’m only human and it’s a struggle  not  to ravage you right here.”

That seemed to bring some of the sparkle back to those soft eyes. Brittany’s face softened as Santana gently caressed her flushed cheek, looking directly into her clear eyes that had darkened to a stormy blue since she was so upset. Santana gently wiped away a tear on the girl’s cheek with the pad of her thumb.

“You really mean that?”

“Of course,” She gently pulled the girl close and held her in her arms. Brittany nuzzled into her neck, wrapping her arms around her as well and relaxed eventually as Santana stroked her back. “Can I kiss you now or would you shriek and scratch me like one of your cats if I try?”

“Mm, yes you can,” Brittany giggled at her joke as she wrapped her arms around Santana’s neck, instantly leaning closer and giving in to the kiss. “I love your kisses.”

The kiss started off tender as Santana gently pressed her lips against her warm soft ones, cupping the girl’s flushed cheek. What began as a soft, romantic kiss heated up quickly, Santana’s fingers carding through her long waves of hair. They continued kissing, breathing heavily and Brittany’s lips parted so Santana’s tongue could slip inside. Santana’s mind went blissfully blank, butterflies dancing in her stomach and those little fireworks igniting inside of her like they always did whenever she kissed this girl.

“Mm, you smell so good, even better than normal somehow and you feel really soft.” Santana moaned, loving how Brittany’s kisses were sweet from the ice cream and that cherry taste from her lip gloss she always wore. She stroked Brittany’s soft hair, leaning in close to kiss her neck as they separated for air. Brittany’s natural light and delicate scent was dizzying as Santana closed her eyes, savouring every second of this.

“I just had a shower before you came over and washed my hair with that shampoo you like so much.” She explained, whining softly at the feeling of Santana’s full lips pressing those hot kisses to the sensitive skin of her neck. Her hands gripped into rich, black hair, pulling the girl even closer to her as she revealed more of her neck for her.

She began to say something that turned into a moan as Santana sucked on the soft skin, wanting to leave a mark. When they eventually separated, they were both flushed but Santana was happy to see a gentle smile on the taller girl’s lips again. Her smile fell and she pouted with a guilty expression when she saw Santana grinning at her.

“You’re just so perfect to me like you always are. I’m sorry I’ve been so moody and weird today. I know I made you confused. I was so sure I must have scared you off.”

Santana frowned, shaking her head and put her arms around Brittany’s waist.

“Hey, look at me. You could never scare me off and I love you being quirky, even if it’s a little confusing sometimes. Brittany, it’s okay; you can’t help it. It’s just your hormones. Sweetheart, just tell me next time so I’ll know to help you sooner, okay?”

Brittany nodded against her chest as they just held each other tightly, swaying softly in place. Santana was relieved that the blonde was calmer and more like her usual self.

“You still love me even though I get all moody and confuse you so much?”

“I’m in love with everything about you. I love girls because they’re girls and the hormonal stuff kind of comes with the territory, Babe. Believe me, I should know. Besides, you should know by now that I love all of the little confusing things you do and the way you make my head spin, Britt. You’re my girl.”

Brittany beamed at her, dipping her head bashfully as Santana watched her closely with loving dark brown eyes.

“So tonight, even if I just wanted to cuddle and watch movies all night with you and my cat, you’d be okay with doing that with me?” Brittany asked, sniffling as she wiped a tear from her eye and then chatting to Lord Tubbington who was weaving in between their legs. Santana tensed up for a moment as Brittany looked like she was about to cry again when she picked up her cat, cradling the giant feline in her arms like a baby. Santana squirmed, bracing herself for another crying session as Brittany’s chin crumpled and her lower lip wobbled as she gazed lovingly at her tabby cat. “He’s just so beautiful. I’ll never let anyone hurt you, my precious angel baby kitten.”

Okay, that was definitely the estrogen talking. Santana didn’t quite know how to handle this situation. She didn’t think Lord Tubbington was any danger of anyone trying to hurt him - probably more likely the other way around, judging by the way he was staring at Santana right now with fury in his eyes  -  but she put her arm around Brittany comfortingly all the same, trying to ignore the way the cat was glaring at her then hissed and swiped as she came close. The two of them had always had a rivalry.

“If that’s what makes you feel better, Britt. You don’t think I’m only here for sex, do you? I mean, yeah, not gonna lie, I really want you right now and that cute little shorts suspenders thing you wore at school was the hottest thing ever but if you want to cuddle with movies and ice cream, I can totally do that with you.”

Brittany smirked at her knowingly, rolling her eyes fondly.

“That’s good to know,” She trailed the tip of her finger up Santana’s chest teasingly and her voice turned seductive when she whispered into her ear, poking her in the chest. “But the thing is, I really do want to have sex with you.”

Oh yeah.  Santana smirked cockily. So apparently Brittany had just been testing her.

“Is that so? I can totally make that happen for you, Babe.”

“Hm, I bet,” Brittany fluttered her eyelashes flirtatiously and Santana was caught up in the spell of her feminine wiles for a moment, disoriented and confused when a really heavy, furry and hissing being was suddenly placed in her arms. “But first, I need you to hold Lord Tubbington while I clip his claws, okay?”

“Wait! Britt- I-”

Santana’s eyebrows jumped toward her hairline, frowning as the massive feline struggled to get away from her, howling and snapping. Santana was pretty sure she deserved a medal for being the most patient girlfriend in the world as she held Lord Tubbington down. Finally, the fat cat had been cared for and went off in a huff, his tail twitching.

Santana was grumpy about that ordeal and about being covered in grey fur but she reminded herself that this night was about Brittany and if dealing with her thuggish cat made the girl happy, that’s what she’d do. The kiss on the cheek she got from Brittany and the way she looked at her adoringly when it was all over did make it so worth it anyway.

Eventually Brittany took her hand, intertwining their fingers and lead her up to her bedroom. The blonde instantly flopped onto her bed facedown. Santana noticed that pink toy Brittany loved so much in the corner and the blonde smirked knowingly, shaking her head when her girlfriend glared at the offending object.

“You really did get started without me.” Santana pouted, pretending to be wounded. Brittany just laughed, kissing her on the lips apologetically.

“Don’t be jealous, Babe. You always feel so much better than that.” Brittany mouthed against her ear with a smile as Santana closed her eyes, heat and pressure coiling at the base of her spine.

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Open to Females - Divorced ex's that still have feelings?

Carlos didn't know how he felt about his ex-wife living with him but he wasn't minding having the two kids around for something longer than the weekend. "You know you should just let me do the repairs after shifts at the fire house. It'd save you a ton and wouldn't take as long as you're being quoted." It was rediculous that she'd be out of her home for two months while things got repaired. Or at least it was in Carlos's opinion but he had always been the one to do repairs in the past. He looked at her at the kitchen table, he had just put the kids to bed. "You should get some sleep staring at those estimates won't help you have a clear mind." He mused as he went to the fridge to grab himself a beer.

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