Warning: This series will contain G!P Rachel (Rachel has a dick) so if you don't like or enjoy this particular kink please don't read! Any rude, disrespectful, vulgar, blah blah etc. comments will be deleted. And a future warning, this will contain mature content (sex) in later chapters as well.

Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or any of it's characters.

BANG!

"Holy Barbra!" Rachel said rubbing her throbbing head.

The box of her precious Broadway and Marvel Comic memorabilia scattered all over the hardwood floor. The brunette adjusted her glasses that had slipped down her prominent nose and stood up slowly. The tiny singer adjusted her coal black suspenders which had unclipped from her snow white jeggings. Rachel huffed after she brushed the wrinkles from her bright acid green sleeveless dress shirt, the woman double checked her green, black and purple Hulk converse for damage. Thank Marvel that those weren't scuffed of she would have had a fit.

"What the hell was that?" A loud voice called from deeper in the apartment. Rachel flinched at the harshness of the tone. She really hoped that wasn't her roommate for the rest of sophomore year.

"Err sorry I tripped up the stairs on the way in. I'm usually very poised and graceful but the stairs are very steep and the box was extraordinarily heavy." The brunette called out embarrassedly. She suddenly remembered her very valuable Broadway memorabilia that her fathers had given to her at the tender age of five was still splayed out across the floorboards.

But to be honest, the one-thousand dollar DJ Mixer, her various mint condition Marvel Comics, and the high tech mixing software on her laptop mean so much more to her. (Not that she would ever tell her dads.)

One of the few things her dad Leroy taught Rachel the importance of first impressions. This woman probably thought she was a clumsy fool who had no sense of respect for her roommates. With that thought in her mind Rachel threw herself onto the floor snatching all up all the books, movies, tickets, and comics she could reach. If she would have looked up Rachel probably would have been mortified.

Leaning against the doorframe was her new roommate Santana Lopez.

The caramel skinned Latina smiled, highly amused at the sight in front of her. All she could see was a flurry of chestnut curls whip around, as small hands desperately grabbed at the scattered items on the floor. Santana silently noted and approved of the girl's Incredible Hulk based outfit not to mention the tight little body she could easily tell was underneath.

"Need help dork?" What? It wasn't like she was going to give the girl compliments or her approval before she got a feel for her. Rachel shot off the floor with a speed that rivaled the Flash.

"N-no. I got them. Thanks for asking. . . " The brunette stuttered out before trailing off as she looked at the woman in front of her.

Beautiful tan skin belonged to the obviously Hispanic woman. Her hair was a thick shiny black that fell straight down her shoulders to her mid/lower back. Enchanting dark eyes looked back at her with a mischievous glint. Rachel's gaze shifted lower to see a slender toned body on display. Boy shorts and a sweater that was hanging off the woman's shoulder exposing more baby soft skin and defined collar bones.

Wait boy shorts?

Backtracking the singers gaze greedily drank in toned shapely legs, oh god. Rachel could feel her dick twitch and swell appreciatively within her Incredible Hulk boxers.

"If you're done checking me out now, you could tell me who you are." Santana said smirking. She felt herself heat up under the unabashed gawking of the little clumsy brunette, the little nerd was totally adorable and sexy so she couldn't really find it in herself to be mad.

"Oh I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to get caught. Err I mean I don't do that all the time or at all really. I just. . . " Rachel babbled her cheeks heating up in embarrassment and guilt.

"Okay Tiny, do you see those awesome shoes you have on?" Santana interrupted lightly her smile still in place. She found this girl and all her dorky qualities absolutely endearing. The petite brunette nodded firmly in understanding.

"Alright so the Hulk can't really talk, he uses just the words he has to right? I'm going to need you to do that okay?" The woman said brushing a stray black hair from her eyes. Rachel nodded her small Adam's apple bobbing up and down lightly.

"You sooo pretty." Rachel blurted out her eyes rapidly widening as the words left her mouth. The Latina laughed loudly the sound echoing off the walls of their shared apartment. It was such a stunning sight Rachel could help the small laugh that escaped her lips as they quirked up.

"That was perfect! We're going to get along just fine. I'm Santana Lopez your new roommate." Santana introduced herself holding a hand out. Rachel smiled cheekily and took her new roommates hand gingerly.

"Rachel Berry, pleasure to meet you Santana. I'm usually less clumsy." Rachel said noticing how their hands fit perfectly together. Lightly tanned honey skin contrasted beautifully to darker tan caramel skin. She was unaware that the owner of the the hand currently clasped within her own was having the exact same thoughts.

"You too babe. Come on let's haul the rest of your shit up the stairs." Santana said winking. The term of endearment rolling naturally of her tongue. Both women smiled a little to themselves at the sound of the word that came from the taller woman's mouth.

... ... ...

After getting Rachel's boxes and putting them to her room which was only separated from Santana's with a curtain. The little brunette meticulously unpacked her clothes and other belongings by order of necessity while Santana just grabbed whatever was in front of her. All the while the two strangers talked to each other.

The Latina told Rachel that she was going to NYADA, majoring in acting and had been pretty damn successful. Landing a handful of commercials that helped get her name out there for when she was done with school and wanted a more serious role.

The brunette was going to NYU for genetics, a quiet passion of her's since she was old enough to understand what they were. But Rachel had been in singing, dancing, and acting lessons since she was three. She had been in the leads or supporting roles in broadway musicals as a child that had won Emmys! Plural, as in more than fucking one!

What in the actual fuck? How did this girl have time for anything? (And why did hearing about all her accomplishments make Santana a little horny?) Or maybe it was the was way Rachel's already teasingly unbuttoned dress shirt had opened a little more to reveal a black lacy bra supporting the tastiest looking boobs she had ever seen.

Santana learned that Rachel was from, well basically all over, but she spent middle school in Columbus, Ohio then went off to LA for high-school. That wasn't counting all the summers she spent visiting New York City, Hawaii, France, Vegas, Spain, Jamaica, Canada, Cancun, Florida, and the Bahamas. Like seriously why the fuck didn't they have the same parents? This girl was already a world renowned traveller and musical prodigy by the age of sixteen. Santana wasn't by any means poor but her family only went to Puerto Rico to visit family every summer.

Rachel reluctantly admitted her dads were the reason for her school hopping. They also never accompanied her on the trips she went to, her maid (her Mami) who raised her, was the only one who went with her. Santana noticed how Rachel's shoulders dropped and her voice wavered at the mention of her fathers, she made a note of it and quickly changed the subject.

Rachel had finished unpacking and had everything folded and organized so throughly it was borderline OCD. The brunette noticed Santana struggling to unpack as darkness fell and went over to help.

Santana was surprised that she was getting along so well with her roommate. She never took to people too well and if she did, it certainly took a while. But there she was, laughing with Rachel and talking about her life like they had know each other since birth. The Latina stopped suddenly remembering something she probably should have told Rachel.

"Hey geek, I probably should have told you before you unpacked but I'm a lesbian. So are you like cools with that? If not were going to have a huge problem and imma have to go all Lima Heights on your ass." Santana said a perfectly arched brow raised challengingly. Rachel laughed softly looking up at the Latina though thick lashes making the actress swoon. Really, she seriously fucking swooned. what the hell was this, a 1960s romance book?

"Did you miss the part about my dads? As in two of them? As in they're two men who are married and paid a surrogate to have a daughter?" The brunette asked her eyes sparkling with mirth. The raven haired woman smiled after trying to be mad at the little twerp for being sarcastic with her. How could she? The woman was just so damn beautiful without even knowing.

"I forgot you're just oozing gay Berry, broadway and music. What are you gay too?" Santana asked playfully swatting at Rachel's legs with a shirt she refused to fold herself.

"Yeah." The woman said quietly her eyes downcast. Her voice suddenly shy. It made Santana smile adoringly at her suddenly bashful friend. Gah, she was going soft.

"Hey Rach it's cool. Seriously I'm gay too I'm not going to judge you or anything. If anything it totally gives me the green light to get my macks on with you." The actress said the last part playfully (seriously). Like how fuckin lucky was she? She'd gotten a totally hot lesbian roommate that happened to be pretty damn cool.

"Thanks San." Rachel replied quietly giving the Latina a soft grateful smile.

The serious talk over, they went back to unpacking. Rachel organized all of Santana's clothes, shampoos, conditioners, well basically everything. The brunette grinned triumphantly as she finished appropriately incorporating both their belonging, filling the kitchen drawers and cabinets with utensils.

A deafening thud followed by a very human grunt came from the living room causing the two girls' heads to snap up in immediate attention. Rachel grabbed two of the kitchen knifes she had just unpacked and slipped one to Santana.

"Stay behind me." The small brunette commanded sternly as she stealthily made her way to the living room. The actress followed feeling clumsy and stiff compared to Rachel's ninja like fluidity. Santana felt a small hand on her chest just as they reached the edge of the wall.

"Wait here." Rachel said and then she was gone. Dark eyes blinked in awe of her new friend, seriously how many people would themselves in harms way for someone they only met that afternoon? Santana heard Rachel gasp and the sounds of scuffling. She sprung out ready to attack only to be met with the funniest thing she'd ever seen, next to meeting the little nerd earlier today.

Strewn across the living room were the empty boxes that once held Rachel and her belongings. In the middle of the mess was a freakishly tall guy sprawled out of the floor his long tree like limbs everywhere. Rachel was in front of him battering her tiny fists against his chest and shoulders. Santana wasn't a wuss by any means but that shit looked like it hurt, she guessed Tiny had a temper.

"Finn Hudson, you big oaf! You almost gave me a heart attack! I should kick your ass!" The brunette fumed her anger rising with every hit.

"Hey Jewbro, chill. You know Fumbelina can't control all of his tree trunks at once." A man said leaning lazily against the doorframe of their apartment. He had lightly tan skin, similar to Rachel's but lighter. His impressive arm muscles bulged from under his white short sleeve shirt. She was startled by his haircut, it was a cross between a mohawk and a fauxhawk.

"Hey!" The skyscraper on her floor apparently named Finn whined out in protest. Rachel's fists slowed and she stepped away with one last smack to the back of the boy's head.

"Your right Noah." The brunette geneticist sighed and slumped back against the wall, her fire gone.

"Sorry Rach but you know how I am with stairs. . . and new places." Finn said apologetically as he rubbed his sore throbbing skin that would surely bruise.

"Unfortunately I do. Why are you guys here?" Rachel asked confused.

"You told us to come around now so if your roommate was shitty you'd have a reason to bail." The burly man said his eyes scanning the room and settling on Santana. "Damn Rach! You have no reason to ever leave." He strolled over to the Latina smirking was she would assume was seductively. Sure he was hot but she was a total lesbian.

"Hey babe the name is Puck. You can call me Puckasarus, Sex Shark, Pleasure Coaster or, my personal favorite, the best damn decision of your life." Puck said oozing confidence making Santana smirk.

"Tell that to Quinn." Finn piped up making Rachel grin and pat his head.

"That was good Finny." The brunette said softly making Finn look at her in a way that made Santana want to castrate him. She shook her head and brought herself back.

"You couldn't handle me babe. After a minute of me riding your pleasure coaster, you'd be crying and begging me to get off like a little bitch. And if you come to me with anything like that again, the Puckasarus will become extinct. " The Latina said her eyes flashing dangerously. Puck raised his hands in defeat.

"Shit girl I can take a hint. Can't blame a dude for tryin." The man mumbled something and retreated safety over to Rachel and Finn who were laughing into their hand.

"What's so funny My Jewish American Princess. I know you aren't laughing at me." Puck said tauntingly.

"Shot downnnn!" Rachel and Finn exclaimed their hands on either sides of their mouth acting as an amplifier when they shouted into Puck's face. The tall boy pretended to shot a gun at Rachel who recoiled as if she'd been shot multiple times and fell dramatically to the floor. Santana laughed at the the two who were practically dying on the floor with laughter.

"Whatever. It's not like either of you guys could do better." The mohawked man said back defiantly.

"Actually," Rachel said sitting up triumphantly. She fixed her glasses that were slipping down the slope of her prominent nose. "I have more of a chance than both of you, Santana's a lesbian."

Two heads snapped to Santana lowering in disappointment when she shrugged. Rachel just smiled at her like she greatest fucking thing in the world. Which she totally was.

"Yeah but what about Finn? He hasn't dated anyone since Sugar and we all know how long ago that was." Puck said not so slyly taking a jab at Finn.

"You guys suck." Finn whined causing his two best friends laughed louder. "Come on, you can't do that. Let he who has the most game start making fun first. It's in the bible or something."

Santana opened her mouth and closed it again not believing the sentence that came out of lumber boy's mouth. All three of them burst out laughing while Finn pouted still on the floor.

"Oh dude, I have no idea how you passed high school." Puck said holding his stomach and wiping invisible tears from his eyes. Santana was honestly baffled that someone could be so fuckin clueless.

"Tutoring, lots and lots of tutoring." Rachel answered her stomach still tingling from laughter. The super tall boy got off the floor moving all the empty boxes back where they were before he ruined them.

"Oh my! Where are my manners!" The brunette squeaked out. "Santana these are my best friends Noah Puckerman and Finn Hudson." The two men waved.

"Santana Lopez." Was all she offered. Hey just because Rachel was an exception to her heart doesn't mean these two tools were.

"I almost forgot, I brought the stuff over for your cookies Rach." The muscular man said getting the bag of ingredients off the floor where Finn had dropped them. The geneticist beamed happily and rocked back and forth on the balls of her feet excitedly.

"I'll go make them right now! Thanks Noah!" Rachel said kissing his stubbly cheek and skipping out of the room. Santana smiled at her retreating form and looking over at Puck who was watching her suspiciously with narrowed eyes.

"What?" The actress asked raising an eyebrow and crossing her arms across her chest.

"Finn bring in the flatscreen. And you better do it slowly and bring it in, in one piece this time Trippy McGee." The shorter man commanded to Finn who grumbled something about it only happening one time and went out the door.

"Okay serious talk time." Puck said turning back to her. The dark haired man stared his eyes hardened losing the playful glint from earlier. "I know Rachel's awesome and like the best person ever but I need you to know that girls got a secret. And baby girl's gotten a lot of heat from her parents for it." Puck spoke, his voice heavy with sternness.

"So before you try anything, get to know her as a person and see if that changes your opinion. You probably find out anyway, my little jew will probably tell you about her secret anyway because she's just that kind person. But if I hear you react badly or treat her any differently, well let's just say finding a new roommate will be the least of your problems."

Santana could confidently say she had no idea what the hell Puck was talking about but she wasn't scared of this guy, like at all. Shit she grew up in Lima Heights Adjacent. So Santana Lopez was most definitely not getting a panicky boob sweat that only happened in serious situations. The Latina nodded slowly before asking,

"What's her secret?"

Puck smirked dangerously before replying, "Let's just say Berry won't have to pay a shitload of money for a doctor to knock up her wife."

What the fuck kind of hint was that? Santana looked at him still not at all understanding what the hell he meant. Her mind was not cooperating at all and just drawing blanks.

"Come on we need to set up the TV. Considering Hudson didn't break it." The man said running a hand through his mowhawk and giving her a look that she assumed was some sort of a peace offering. The actress nodded and got to work forgetting all about the vague hint Puck has given her.

"Cookies are done." Rachel yelled from the kitchen. Three pairs of feet scurried to the kitchen and plopped down in front of the island counters. The petite brunette grabbed three plates and loaded them up with five cookies each.

"Milk Rach?" Finn pouted as he crammed a delicious vegan triple chocolate cookies in his mouth.

Rachel's mouth quirked up in a affectionate half smile and she dutifully filled up three glasses of 2% milk and one of soy milk. Puck had already finished three and was making grabby hands at the glass. The brunette grinned toothily and slid the glasses across the grey marble countertop. Rachel pouted when she noticed Santana looking at the cookies hesitantly.

"Come on. Just try one if you hate it then you never have to try anything else I make ever again." The tiny woman encouraged softly. Santana looked up her eyes dark and swirling.

"Okay." She agreed reaching for a cookie and held it to her mouth. Taking a deep breath the raven haired woman took a bite completely unprepared for the scrumptious onslaught that took over her taste buds. Santana moaned lowly her body shivering with delight.

Rachel's eyes almost popped out of their sockets. It was probably because of all the blood rushing from one head to the other.

"Rach these are sooo good!" The Latina moaned out again her taste buds exploding never ending orgasms. Rachel could feel her skinny jeans tightening around her stiffening cock causing her to shift her hips subtly in search of relief.

"Really?" The brunette asked trying to maintain a normal conversation.

"Yes! I swear I could fuck you so hard for making these! Mmmmmm!" The actress moaned out seriously. Her naturally husky voice went even lower sending shivers up and down Rachel's spine.

The declaration finally registered in her brain and the college student had to grip on the counter top for dear life because her knees buckled from underneath her. Rachel Junior was about to break through her zipper just to make sure it heard what Santana said correctly.

Puck was smirking at his Jewbro when he saw what happened but changed to sympathy when he saw how much pain she was in. Finn hobbled off quietly muttering mailman leaving Rachel, her knuckles now white from clutching the table so fiercely.

"Mhm. Those were soooooo good. This is the beginning of a very beautiful friendship babe." Santana finally said rubbing her stomach before she hopped up to get more cookies. Rachel could do nothing more than smile tightly back at the Latina in agreement.

It certainly would be.

Once she figured out how to sedate her dick.

Authors Note: Okay so I really debated putting this up. Like I'm completely terrified that I'll get a bunch of horrible reviews due to the g!p, seriously I've seen some of the stuff people have written on other people's stories. But I thought what the hell, so here you go. Thanks to everyone who read this. Please review, follow, and favorite if you liked it. The next chapter will be up in a week or two!