For those of you who wanted a part two of what happened after they got home. Here ya go! ;)

They weren't even in the house yet and Rachel already had Santana pinned against the front door, hands inside Santana's coat, resting on her rips, and tongue pretty much down her throat.

Santana managed to pull away gasping for air, "Damn..." She whimpered, "Rachel... seriously, you knows how to use those lips for more than just singing."

Rachel smirked, "Then why'd you stop me?" She whispered their lips inches apart.

"I needs to use my lungs for breathing, and I will not die on this front porch and miss seeing Rachel Berry all horny for me, okay!" Santana said resisting the urge to snap her fingers in her girlfriends face "Now open the door and let us get our sex on!"

Rachel lightly giggled pressing into Santana some more as she found her keys and unlocked the door, thankful her dads went away for the week, leaving her home alone...and free to claim Santana in any way she wanted.

Once inside, Rachel took Santana's hand, leading her upstairs, purposefully adding an extra sway to her hips, even though she was pretty sure Santana's eyes would probably already be on her ass anyway and the added attraction wasn't needed, but it didn't hurt to be extra flirty.

"You are definitely on your game tonight." Santana mumbled, biting her lip and reaching out palming the ass in front of her and then squeezing, causing the diva to jump with surprise.

Rachel turned around when they reached the top of the stairs, wrapping her arms around Santana's shoulders, "Just trying to prove what's mine." She leaned in pressing a lazy kiss to her lips, "If only that waitress was here to see."

Santana smirked raising a brow, "Kinky threesome?"

Rachel's face lightly fell shaking her head, "Ever since being with you I learned a new characteristic about myself. I loathe sharing."

Santana slipped her arms around Rachel's waist, pulling her closer, "So you just want me all to yourself then?"

"Precisely."

Santana titled her head to the side, revealing the giant hickey on her neck that Rachel created not too long ago, "Shall I wear my hair in a ponytail tomorrow, so people will see the mark of Berry?"

"That's obscene, no." Rachel said, brushing her finger over it. "I apologize for putting it in such a visible place." She pulled her eyes from the purplish mark, casting her eyes down to Santana's chest and then lower, biting her lip, "I should have...chosen a better place..."

A sly smile fitted Santana's lips as she reached down, gently grabbing the diva's chin and lifting her head, "You can still find a better place." She whispered and then leaned down stopping just before their lips touched to whisper, "Show me that I'm all yours, Rachel. Yours and nobody else's."

As if it were her cue, Rachel crashed their lips together, tangling her fingers in Santana's hair. She spun them around and guided them into her bedroom, pushing against Santana until they both fell onto her bed.

Their kiss broke as the two of them moved up the bed until Santana's head hit the soft pillows. Rachel then hiked up the dress she was wearing, making it easier for her to straddle Santana's waist, before leaning back down, her hands resting on either side of Santana's head, and finally bringing their lips back together, her long brown hair curtaining around the two of them.

Santana moaned into the kiss, her tongue battling Rachel's for dominance, but tonight it didn't look like she was going to win, although she didn't really mind, because a dominate Rachel was very sexy. She soon reached down thanking the lord she decided to wear jeans and a nice top that night, because once her shirt was pulled up revealing her toned stomach, Rachel decided to scoot up a little and rest back down, her panties making contact with Santana's skin, the Latina moaning out when she felt moisture dripping through the thin material of her panties.

"Damn..." Santana whimpered arching into the woman above her, "What did I do to turn you on so much? Because I will do it every day if it makes you this frisky."

"Don't question it and enjoy." Rachel whispered, catching Santana's bottom lip between her teeth, tugging at first and then lightly sucking. She pressed her hips down in this moment, grinding against her lightly.

"Oh, Dios mio, Rachel." Santana moaned wrapping her arms more tightly around Rachel, sliding her hands down the back of Rachel's thighs and slowly back up under her dress, massaging her ass and then slipping them higher.

Rachel smiled, sitting up a bit, it was no lie that the diva loved when Santana moaned out in Spanish. It was probably one of the sexiest things she could hear come from Santana when they made love. Rachel slid her hands down her own body and to the hem of her dress, grabbing hold and then slowly sliding it up her body and finally tugging it off, and tossing it to the ground. She then reached down slipping her hands under Santana's top, letting her fingers rake across her tan skin, and taut stomach. Finally she just removed the top completely and leaned back down, peppering Santana's neck with kisses.

"This is a cute bra..." Rachel mentioned as her kisses moved lower down to the cleavage of Santana's chest.

Santana nodded, trying to keep her eyes open, "I bought it with you in mind..." She softly replied, lightly running her fingers up and down Rachel's back, stopping to play with the clasp of Rachel's bra.

"How thoughtful." Rachel replied, "But it has to go." She added as she reached around Santana's back and unclasped it, just as Santana unclasped Rachel's, both bras soon being left and forgotten on the floor.

Rachel swirled her tongue down the valley of Santana's perfect breasts, pausing to nip at the skin beneath her lips. She turned her head slightly nipping at the side of Santana's breast, and then sucking, so she could produce a small hickey.

"Great place..." Santana mumbled, looking down at Rachel, quickly catching the smile on her face, and then laying her head back down, her eyes fluttering shut as Rachel traveled her lips up to her nipple. "Oh..." She arched, her hand slipping into Rachel's hair, her fingers tangling in her tresses, keeping her head in place, "You've come so far since the first time we've done it." She whispered, her breathing getting a bit more laboured, especially since Rachel decided to push her knee in between her legs, applying pressure every so often.

"I learn from the best." Rachel mumbled against her skin, finally able to move a little more down Santana's body, pressing kisses along her stomach, leaving a few hickey's behind as she went. She twirled her tongue down to her hipbone, leaving another mark, before making a pathway to the waistband of Santana's panties. She finally lifted her head when she reached, sliding her hands up Santana's thighs, hooking her fingers around the fabric. She leaned down placing one last kiss to Santana's panty covered womanhood and then slowly pulled them down, her fingers lightly grazing down her flawless legs as she did, leaving a path of goose bumps along the way.

After discarding the underwear, she picked up one of her legs, pressing kisses on the inside, and all the way up to the inside of her thigh, were she possessively left a few more hickeys.

"Enough with the marks get to it already." Santana whined, not one for teasing. She knew how to get to where she needed to be, foreplay or not. And with the way Rachel had been acting all night, she didn't need any foreplay at all...she needed Rachel.

Rachel lightly laughed against her skin, the vibration slithering up through Santana's body. And then finally...Rachel's mouth made contact, causing Santana to moan and arch, the leg that was draped over the other girl's shoulder dug into her back, forcing her in closer.

"Ah...Rach..." Santana whispered, her voice horse, and wanting, "Where did you learn...oh..." She bit her lip, looking down at the head bobbing in between her legs, her eyes squeezing shut, her head falling back against the pillows again. She wrapped her fingers around the sheets, her chest rising and falling, her hips bucking against Rachel's tongue, and very soon after she cried out, her toes curling, her hand clenching in Rachel's hair, holding her in place so she could ride out her orgasm.

Once she was able to free herself, Rachel sat up in between Santana's legs, licking her lips, smiling at the sight of her girlfriend sprawled out in the middle of the bed, satisfied.

"That was new." Santana breathed, looking at her through lidded eyes.

"Google." Rachel smirked, crawling up Santana's body, pressing a kiss to her lips, "I did research."

Santana cracked a smile, wrapping a lazy arm around Rachel's waist, "You would."

"I want to make you feel good." She said, nuzzling into Santana's neck, pressing a kiss and then lifting her head to look down at her, her brow raised with dismay, "They show very vivid pictures on the internet."

Santana burst out laughing, shaking her head, "You're so cute." She said pressing a kiss to her lips, and then another one, until finally rolling them over so she was on top. "My turn to try something new." She smirked, her eyes darkening a little.

Rachel smiled with an anxious nod, her legs already wrapping around Santana's waist, pressing upward and into her for any contact she could get.

"Whoa, down girl." She teased, winking as she began her own trail of kisses down to Rachel's chest, leaving a few marks of her own.

After making it down to her panties, Santana grabbed the fabric between her teeth and began to pull them down, the sight before Rachel's eyes turning her on further more.

"That action..." Rachel whispered, still in awe, her mouth hung slightly opened.

Santana smirked, moving back up in between her legs, "That was nothing, just lay back babe. I have more actions to deliver."

And Santana did deliver, more than once. The second time wasn't her idea though, Rachel had wound her legs around her neck, holding her in place, while she pressed her hips against her mouth, encouraging Santana to go at it again. And Santana was more than happy to comply.

"Mm...that was hot." Santana said clearing her throat as she made her way up Rachel's body, smoothing some hair out of Rachel's face, and then pressing a kiss to her lips.

"You're very good at what you do down there." Rachel said and Santana could have sworn that sentence was mixed with a moan.

"What can I say?" Santana smiled shrugging lightly, "I knows what my lady wants and I knows how to give it to her."

Rachel smirked pressing a kiss to the corner over her mouth, the two shifting around until Rachel's head was resting on Santana's chest, her fingers drawing lazy circles around Santana's stomach.

"You sure showed that waitress." Santana teased, pulling the covers up and over them.

Rachel lightly laughed, pressing a kiss to Santana's collarbone, "I did." She nipped, laying her head back down, "You're mine." She whispered wrapping her arms around Santana pulling her just a little bit closer, "Nobody else gets to have you, but me."

Santana couldn't help but smile at the possessiveness, she too pulling Rachel that much closer, "Yours, and nobody else's."

The End.

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