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works/160318.
  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/M
  Fandom:
      Glee
  Relationship:
      Rachel_Berry/Will_Schuester
  Character:
      Rachel_Berry, Will_Schuester
  Additional Tags:
      Teacher-Student_Relationship, Episode_Tag, Song_fic, Plot_What_Plot
  Collections:
      Porn_Battle_IX_(Dressed_to_the_Nines)
  Stats:
      Published: 2011-02-06 Words: 385
****** Juicy and You'll See ******
by tinknevertalks
Notes
     This was my first Glee fic, and my first Rachel/Will fic. Set
     directly after the win at Sectionals in season 1. Song doesn't belong
     to me, neither do the characters... I just like making them do stuff.
     Unbeta'd, but I hope you like.
His cock was buried to the hilt, gently pulsing between her thighs as she sang
a private rendition of her song. Her ballad from Sectionals just for him. As
each phrase passed from her lips he moved his hips, a slow motion following her
words. His deep eyes dared her to miss a word, to moan in pleasure with each
pass. Expert hands flicked pert nipples as she sang in the darkness of the
shadows. She was gliding on each syllable, a skater trying desperately not to
spill, spiral and fall.
Her phrases, smooth and languid, hid the quivers of her body, the music playing
in both their minds as everything else fell to obscurity. If he were daring,
he'd move her to his desk, holding his Cinderella closely, his rose of sheer
perfection, but there they stayed, moving together as her voice worked. A
knowing smile played on her lips as she told him she'd have her bite, "Sir,"
her muscles squeezing inexperiencly around him.
As the song changed tempo, so did his hips, each thrust punctuating the last
word of each line, his lips in time with his cock as she sang up the octave.
His thumb played on her clit, gently rotating, stroking and generally making
electricity fly up her spine before it came back down to pool in her lower
abdomen, "Bam!" Her eyes, once wide, gazed at him, dark and sultry. "Hey Mr
Schuester, here I am..."
As her band marched out and her drum was beat, Will groaned in the back of his
throat, speeding up in counterpoint to the long notes. Leaning ever so
slightly, she whispered, "Get ready for me love, cause I'm a comer," the words
and the feelings of her tight wetness coalescing around his aching cock until
all he felt was ripples and spasms of pleasure, her voice high when she
finished. The song was over and all that was left was the duet of panting and
pleased sighs, their foreheads resting against each other.
Rachel smiled uncertainly, her dark eyes boring into his. "We were better on
the day."
Will laughed gently. "I know," he said as he kissed her cheek, the shadows
hiding them as they came down from their oxygen highs, the Sectionals trophy
their only witness to the whole shebang.
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