Authors Note: Just something that popped into my head last night and I need to get it out of there before I can continue with New York Hot.

Rachel finally found Santana in the library of all places, sitting on the floor hidden in the stacks with a large book balanced on her knees. Rachel would never have found her had it not been for Kurt swearing he'd seen her go in there, who knew that Santana actually visited the library? The diva tried to make out what the other girl was so enthralled with, but when the cheerleader realized Rachel was approaching her, she slams the book shut and pulls her backpack over it.

"What do you want man-hands?" Santana demands glaring at her.

"Good afternoon to you too Santana" Rachel replies.

Santana just raises an eyebrow at her. Well at least is not an insult.

To be honest Rachel didn't actually know how she was going to address the topic with Santana. She'd assumed that once she found the girl, a more difficult task in itself than she'd thought, broaching the subject would be easy. And now as she stands here with Santana right there she was drawing a blank. Time to buy some time.

"I'm surprised you're not with Brittany." Rachel says looking around for the girl.

"We're not glued at the hip" Santana snaps.

"But you are dating."

"Sex isn't dating."

Santana crosses her arms over her chest and glares at the other girl, hoping she'll get the message and leave, but that doesn't happen. Instead Rachel crosses to where Santana is sitting and sits down next to her making Santana huff and roll her eyes.

"Well Midget? Was there something you wanted or do you just want a close up of Lima Heights?"

Rachel opens and closes her mouth a couple of times, prompting an irritated sigh from Santana, and then manages to form a coherent sentence.

"Finn and I were getting intimate last night…"

"Wow, hold it man-hands. I do not need an update on your sex life." Santana interrupts.

"We did not have sex" Rachel protests, "unfortunately." She adds quietly.

Santana chuckles at this, "Arrive early did he?" and when Rachel nods she adds, "Yeah, he's known for that."

"Well anyway" Rachel says, "Given the taste I was wondering if…"

"Wait, taste?" Santana says surprised, "You were sucking his cock? And you let him come in your mouth?"

"I didn't let him" Rachel clarifies, "It was rather a surprise for both of us."

"I didn't know you had it in you Berry." Santana comments then asks "Spit or swallow?"

"What?"

"Did you spit it out, or did you swallow?"

"Well I was rather surprised and…" Rachel tails off as she sees Santana looking at her pointedly. She blushes and looks at her hands, "Swallow."

"Well Berry, this conversation just got interesting enough for me to stick around to the end. I assume there was a point?"

"Well, the taste was rather unpleasant and I was wondering if we girls tasted similarly unpleasant it might explain the reluctance of a certain person to, well you know."

"Say it." Santana says.

"What?"

"I'm not sitting here having a conversation about oral sex with you if you can't even say it."

"Fine." Rachel huffs, crossing her own arms over her chest. "It might explain the reluctance of a certain person to give me oral sex. Happy?" When Santana nods Rachel continues, "Anyway, I know you've had sexual experiences with both boys and girls and I thought you might have some insight on how the tastes compare."

"Let me get this straight. You're asking me how the taste of guys and girls compare because you didn't like the taste of Frankenteen's little guys and you think he might not want to go down on you because of how you taste." When Rachel nods Santana sighs, "Well first up it might just be Frankenteen you find unpleasant, god knows the rest of him is. Widen your experience pool before writing it off."

"You mean other boys?" Rachel asks.

"Or girls. If you don't like the taste of one, why not give the other a go?" Santana is a little surprised when Rachel doesn't object to this concept, but she continues anyway, "And second, if you're worried about how you taste, why don't you find out?"

"What?" Rachel sounds confused, "How?"

"Lick your fingers after you masturbate Berry, it's not brain surgery." There's a pause and when Santana see's Rachel's obvious need to say something she sighs, "What?"

"I've never done that."

"You've sucked a guy's cock but never flicked your bean? Why does that not surprise me?"

Santana seriously considers just getting up and leaving, then another idea springs into her mind. She looks around checking to see if there is anyone nearby, then she places her book and bag on the floor next to her and turns to Rachel.

"Do you really want to know what you taste like?" she asks. Rachel has a weary look on her face but she nods slightly. "Are you sure?" gets another nod.

Santana places her hand on Rachel's inner thigh and slowly starts to slide it up under the girl's seriously short skirt. Rachel's eyes go wide and Santana smirks, "Calm Berry, I'm not going to violate you" she says as her fingertips come into contact with Rachel's panties, "just get you a little worked up so you get wet."

Rachel grabs Santana's wrist about to pull her hand out, "I really don't think…"

She gets no further as Santana pushes her panties to one side and the cheerleaders fingers come in contact with her folds for the first time. The sentence becomes a whimper and she shudders slightly at the touch. Santana has gotten really close to the other girl, her lips right next to the diva's ear.

"Relax Berry, just enjoy it, don't over think it." She breathes.

Santana's thumb finds the other girls clit and she strokes it gently. Rachel moans and again and her body twitches as if she's trying to suppress the movement. Santana can feel that she's already getting a little wet, enough for their purposes, so she collects some on her fingers and makes to pull away. As she does, Rachel's hand that was still around her wrist stops her.

"No!" Rachel gasp

"Its fine Berry, we're all done. I've got what we need."

"No" Rachel says again, "Don't stop, please…"

Santana's eyes widen slightly when she realizes what Rachel is asking of her, "Berry, are you sure?"

"Please" is all Rachel says.

"If you're still a virgin…" Santana begins but Rachel shakes her head, "Okay, if you're sure." And she gets a nod.

Rachel releases Santana's wrist and the cheerleader slowly slides her hand back up Rachel's thigh. Her thumb finds the other girls clit and she rubs it gently, sliding her fingers into the diva's folds and causing the girl to moan and shudder again. Santana is surprised at just how wet the girl already was, especially given where they were, but Rachel's moan spurs her on.

"Inside… please…"

Rachel's gasp was so quiet Santana almost didn't hear it. She slides her fingers down to the diva's entrance and pauses to ask "Are you sure?" Rachel nods to Santana presses two fingers into her, slowly sliding them into her channel. The girl bucks as Santana penetrates her and moans loudly, too loudly. Santana panics unable to cover the divas mouth with her other hand since she's leaning on it she does the only thing she can think of to shut Rachel up. She kisses her.

Its Rachel's tongue that slides into Santana's mouth and the cheerleader is a little shocked at how forward the girl is being. She sucks on the diva's tongue, exploring it with her own as her fingers start to pump in and out of the girl. Their lips part and she can feel the girl panting against her.

"You have to be quiet Rach" she whispers into the girl's ear and gets a nod in return.

Santana's hand is soaked, she's sliding in and out of Rachel with ease and she knows, hopes really, that the diva won't last too much longer. She works a third finger into the diva and after just a few more thrusts she feels the girl's walls fluttering around her fingers. And then the girl clamps down around her fingers, gasps a loud intake of breath and curls up into Santana, hand clamped over her own mouth and face buried in Santana's chest.

Santana automatically wraps her now free arm around the smaller girl, holding the diva while her fingers work her through the orgasm. After a few minutes Rachel's body relaxes, she slumps back against the wall and sits there panting heavily. Santana extracts her fingers, causing a small whimper, and pulls the diva's panties back over her wet core.

She brings her fingers up to her lips and sucks on one for a moment before offering another to Rachel, who looks at it for a moment before sucking it clean.

"See?" Santana says, "You have nothing to worry about, you taste pretty good."