Their clothes fall off.... Again

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Chapter 1

Brittany finishes the final dance panting heavily. The cast bows and exits stage left.  Brittany is more than ready to take a breather in her dressing room, but honestly just wants to see her baby. She is walking wiping the sweat off of her face when someone runs into her. She looks up to see Rachel staring into her eyes.  Rachel fucking Berry is in front of her. Thoughts of the previous year come rushing back to her. She can’t even bring herself to speak. She feels her cheeks flush.

Rachel looks into those eyes, wanting to speak but can’t find the words. When am I ever speechless? Rachel thought as her own cheeks start to heat up. Her mouth is open. Now standing here in front of her everything she wanted to say melt away.

Brittany opens her mouth to speak, but Rachel shoots her head to the side leading her to her dressing room.

Santana can’t believe she saw them; she hadn’t spoken to them in 6 months. Thoughts of that night cloud her head weakening her knees. She sits on the makeup chair afraid she may fall. She cant resist as she lets her fingers explore up her skirt, tracing the outlines of her underwear. She knew Brittany would be here soon so she quits teasing herself. The slides her hand into her underwear and starts rubbing her already wet centre. She sticks 2 fingers inside plunging deeply. She lets out a small moan, her head falling back eyes closed, thinking of when Quinn teased her. “Stop teasing Quinn.”

Rachel and Brittany stare at the sight before them, knowing exactly what Santana was thinking of. Brittany looks at Rachel, eyebrows cocked, Rachel smiles lustfully. They walk over and replace Santana’s fingers with their own. Santana shocked opens her eyes to see the two women grinning at her. At that moment she lets out another moan. Rachel teases her clit with her thumb as Brittany slides two fingers up to her second knuckles. Brittany curls her fingers effectively hitting her G spot. So close…..

“WHAT THE FUCK! I’m starting to think you’re planning this.” They all look to see Quinn closing the door. She takes off her shirt revealing a black lace bra. She walks over and pushes herself between the two, pushing them aside. She glides her fingers between Santana’s folds, finds her centre and pushes her fingers in. Her other hand finds its way to Santana's clothed breast and squeezes it. “Oh fuck” Santana moans as she lets her head fall back.

Rachel a little frustrated walks up behind Quinn and unclasps her bra. She moves to the blondes left side as Brittany takes the right, both teasing her nipples with their tongues. Quinn lets out a small moan, grateful for the attention.

The door opens quickly; they all look to see a shocked look on the stage hands face. He doesn’t say anything as his jaw drops. Suddenly he bolts away. A laugh escapes Santana's lips, joined quickly by the other three. “I think we should take this back to our place,” Rachel giggles.

Santana stands up and adjusts her underwear. “I think you’re right, Yentl, that guy looked like he’s having a heart attack.”  

“I thought we were past the name calling, Lopez.” Rachel said looking almost hurt

“That’s just me, remember. Some things never change.” Santana says putting her arm around the brunette.  “Now how’s about that California king?”

“Sounds good.” Quinn says. They all walk out of the building and walk towards the car Brittany and Santana had rented.