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Some kind of Tour || Santofsky

Santana: let out a soft moan. Her nipples were always so sensitive and she loved having Dave touch them. She pulled her hand back from his cock and turned around to push down her panties till they pooled at her feet. Without another word, she climbed on top of his bed. She did not know that tonight of all nights she'd end up getting sex, but she was sure as hell grateful for it. "Come here, baby." she maned letting her legs spread apart so that he could get a proper view of her pussy. "Show me what you can do." Her hand gently went down between her legs to slightly start rubbing at her clit while she waited for him to finish undressing himself.

Dave: unbuttoned his shirt, one button at a time, and until finally he was completely unbuttoned. He tossed it to the side, not caring exactly where it ended up. He rubbed his cock a bit, watching Santana rub her clit, but then decided he needed to finish up with his clothes. He pressed down his underwear, kicking them off impatiently. Dave moved in again, kissing her once more as he once against started teasing and rubbing her nipples. Dave started moving down, lips kissing against the skin. He continued down her body, now with his hands moving with him. As soon as he was settled down in front of her, he looked up at her for a brief moment, admiring her, before brushing his lips in a kissing motion down her inner thigh. He brushed his lips against her folds, taking everything in, and then ran his tongue teasingly. He reached up, pulling her lips apart, and smiled his he saw her clit. He swiped up against it with his tongue, and waited for her reaction.

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Some kind of Tour || Santofsky

Santana: felt a rush of heat go against her head as Dave stood up from the bed and helped take off her dress. She didn't mind the sudden kiss he pushed towards her and reached in front of her to help untie the belt around his waist and pushed down his jeans gently. Her hand snaked inside and she slowly started to rub her hands against what felt like a stiffening cock. "God mean are so easy." she chuckled as she parted their lips for a moment. Everything felt so rushed and needy and she wanted to feel what he'd do to her, but she knew that she had to get him going first. Slowly placed her lips down to his neck and gave him light pecks against his skin as her hand continued to rub against his clothed cock. While she mentioned wanting to have him explore his fingers with her, she wanted to have some fun with him as well. He felt good, she liked the way his body gave off the right kind of heat. "Mmm." she hummed as she pushed back to look at him. Giving him another smirk, she reached her hands to behind her back and unhooked her bra. It was weird to be so proud of her body but since she got her breasts done during the summer of her Junior year, she couldn't help but love how her breasts got to men. "Like what you see?"

Dave: reached down to help push away his pants, even with her now rubbing him. Of course, he had been getting hard since the start of their conversation, and now with her help, it seemed like he was getting hard even quicker. He groaned, enjoyng the sensation of not only her hand against his cock, but also her lips. While she seemed to be busy with rubbing her hand against his cock, he reach down himself, teasing a finger down her clothed pussy, dragging it up and down hoping to feel some dampness. His eyes fell as Santana was reaching back, only to widen as she took off her bra. "I very much like them, yes," he confirmed, reaching up to cup one. His finger ran over a nipple, gently and slowly teasing at it with the pad of his thumb as he continued to rub her pussy. His fingers moved past the material, slowly smoothing his fingers past the damp folds, searching for her clit.

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Some kind of Tour || Santofsky

Santana: felt every part of her body start to wire up as the usual excitement she got from getting to sex. "I'm into a lot of things. Usually the toys were my ex'es but she pretty much had everything buzzing on me.." her eyes fluttered a little as his hand began to caress against her stomach. Usually she would just tease the guy further more and walk away, but she kind of liked having him touch her right now. "I think you should confirm with me right now." She took a step back from him and threw her bag against the floor of his bed before heels follow. "Now you and I are both adults here, Davey. I think it's pretty safe to say you want to fuck me. So how abouts you take of this very tight dress and show me what those fingers can do." Her eyebrow cocked over at him and she waited to see what he'd do next.

Dave: bit back a groan, what he wouldn't give to try out a few toys on her to see her reactions to them. All he could picture was her against the bed with some kind of toy buzzing. "I bet that was a hot sight to see, she's pretty lucky if you ask me," he hummed, fingers still tracing and massaging against Santana's side.Her confirmation was all he needed, standing up. "I think I will do just that, Santana," He reached around, trying to find her zipper off her dress, and once found, he didn't hesistate to pull the zipper down. He pushed the dress away, and down, taking this as a chance to run his fingers down her side. Dave pulled her against him, kissing her somewhat hard, as he impatiently tried to turn her towards the bed.

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Some kind of Tour || Santofsky

Santana: gave a slight head nod, amused at some of the stories he had written for her. "Mmm, girls are always so much more sexier when they're secretly kinky. My ex was so into trying out toys on me. I may not be a squirter but I think my looks and moans helped make everything perfect." She walked over to stand in front of him and reached for his hand. His fingers were in front of her and she gingerly ran her finger nail over it. "You have the perfect fingers for giving a girl a good time you know? I happen to be a big fan of having someone move their hands inside my pants and..well, you know." she smirked, releasing his hand gently to see his react. Who knew what this conversation meant. Maybe this would help get her the apartment, maybe this would help just plain get her off. But the reaction she wanted from Dave was what she wanted most. "I've been told that I'm really../tight/."

Dave: nodded, agreeing a lot with her. "Rachel..She was annoying and looked innocent, but then you get her in bed and she was just beyond kinky. What kind of toy is your favorite, out of curiosity?" he questioned. No, that was not the kind of question he should be asking. "I think your looks alone probably make for that," he agreed, glancing at his hand. It was becoming more and more clearer as she spoke where she was leading to, and a smile crept on his face. "You know, I do love giving a girl a good time," he pointed out, slipping his hand against her side, praying that she wouldn't get angry. He traced against her waist as she kept talking, massaging the spot. "Oh are you? I wouldn't mind confirming that for you, especially since I seem to have the perfect hands," he responded, holding his breath slightly as he waited for her response.

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Some kind of Tour || Santofsky

Santana: shook her head quickly. "Don't get me wrong, it was kind of weird when we broke off since he was my fall back on guy. But we're still friends. I mean, he's pretty much a dope in love with my best friend. I'm happy they're happy." It wasn't hard to admit she cared for her friends. While Santana had always been such a bitch and usually pushed people away (hence her new found search for living space), she did care about those who kept her in regardless of how she was towards them at times. She was happy to see that he was happily willing to let her see his room. Now the bigger curious part of her wanted to snoop around. That was a big hard considering the fact that he would be right there while she did it casually. Once they got in she was hit with the scent of his cologne again and she rubbed her legs together. It was making her excited to explore a new place. "For a guy's room you're not half bad at decorating it." she mused, looking over at his dresser to see old pictures from his old life. She bent over, letting herself get a good look at his collection of CDs and DVDs he had together at the bottom half of the shelf. "Good taste, a little bit too boyish but that's expected." She knew very well that he could see her assets in this position. But the talk from before was starting to get to her and she couldn't help but just want to play along more. "Got any good stories about you and your hook up buddy in here?"

Dave: nodded, quickly understanding what she was saying. "Well, great that they have each other then, guess that gave you the freedom to do what you wanted, and they got a relationship, always a good ending," he shrugged, smiling. He watched closely watching her as she walked around his room. He didn't really have anything to hide, unless she looked under the bed, but he saw now real reason for her to do that. "There is a washer and dryer in the unit, it was behind the door by the front door," he added, knowing that was something that he forgot to mention. he caught sight of her rubbing her legs together, and he knew that that was another thing that would get him. "Oh, um, thanks. I got some help actually with some of the stuff, but do try on my own," he replied, stopping short as she bent over. He couldn't help but appreciate her, and she was hot. His eyes lingered over her ass, before moving up, then down again. He was jerked from his admiration when he heard her speaking again. This girl was going to be the death of him. "In this room? I could think of a few. We had a marathon one day, basically involved pretty much all the surfaces in here. Continued in the shower too, I think shower sex might be one of my favorites. Best time was when we were trying out some of her toys. She didn't look it, but she was kinky, and a squirter, two of the best combinations in my opinion," he explained. No this wasn't normal conversation, and normally, he'd probably wouldn't be talking.

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Some kind of Tour || Santofsky

Santana: chuckled a bit more than she meant to. Having someone confirm her good looks did feel a bit satisfying and she flipped her jokingly like she rarely hears that sort of thing. "I thought I was supposed to butter /you/ up?" she asked softly while batting her eyes at him. "I'm glad you're another person I know who appreciates sex. I had a friend like that back in high school. We were good for a while but he was secretly into the domestic shit and ended up falling for my best friend. I mean, I eventually became that way too but I'm always up for the casual hook up when I'm single. Everyone has their needs you know?" Her eyes wondered over his figure again now that she noticed him checking her out. He seemed surprisingly like he'd be good in bed. He had good fingers, nice, thick, the right length. She was sure he had some experience in helping his past partners. "Those rules are goo with me. I have to warn you though..I kind of get loud. And not just me but usually the guy or girl can't stay shut." A part of her felt like showing off the skills she had. She was able to satisfy her partners for sure, but she wanted to give him the information that would surely make any man a little /curious/. "So," she started, turning to go over towards the door. "Can I see your room?"

Dave: licked his lips. "Who said I couldn't butter you up a bit, I am after all trying to get you to like the appartment," he pointed out teasingly, nodding just a bit. "Sex is something that can be appreciated at any time of the day. So you had a friend with benefit situation, he fell for your friend, and then you were left in the dust? That's pretty shitty," he paused, taking in her words. If this were a bar, and they weren't trying for roommates, he would probably be hitting on her right then. "Oh believe me, I know. Especially when it hasn't happened for awhile, needs can become a priority very quickly," he chuckled. He could feel her eyes, and he wondered if maybe it was a sign he should be reading more into. "Loud?" He said, admittedly perking up in interst. "That doesn't bother me. If you get too loud or your partner does, there's a thing called ear plugs that I invested in awhile ago, and you could be as loud as you wanted," he pointed out, the words still going through his mind. Maybe she was a screamer. The loud ones had always been a massive turn on to him. "My room? Sure. Follow me," he replied, maybe a little too quickly as he sped off around her, and across the hall. He opened the door, suddenly grateful that had cleaned. Sitting on the bed, he lounged a bit. "Feel free and look around if you want."

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Some kind of Tour || Santofsky

Santana: stopped herself from chuckling. She never would have thought that Dave would be into guys as well. Maybe that's why he didn't check her out properly. "I guess you and I will have to prepare our sexy little bisexual selves for pride week this year." she said getting up from the bed. Her heels clacked against the floor and she walked over towards the bathroom. It looked pretty good and she was hopeful that she could purchase more colorful decorations to help make it feel more at home. "Was she hot enough that you could have sex without getting annoyed?" she mused turning to face him. He was pretty close now that she was able to smell the fair hint of cologne left against his collar from that day. A part of her felt that maybe Dave might not really want to get a girl roommate. Especially since he wasn't giving too much hint of interest in her yet. At least a roommate and not of a food taster.

Dave: grinned, eye's running over Santana for a moment, appreciating her, but also trying not to freak her out too much. "We'd probably be the hottest people at pride too," he added, watching her get up and move closer. He was frozen for a moment, trying not to react too much. "Oh she was hot. The sex was great, I always love sex, she had different dreams though, and I just turned out not to be the guy she really wanted. We ocasionally have our days where we've hooked up since then," he said, not mentioning the fact that they probably had had sex on every inch of this room. "I guess sex is another thing. Give me a little warning, but I don't care if you wanted to bring home anyone as long as you don't mind me bringing home the occasional person," he hummed, eyes traveling again. He wanted to be a gentleman, he wanted to be polite, but he couldn't help but stare, and admire her body.

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Some kind of Tour || Santofsky

Santana: gave a small shrug in reply. "I mean, even if it's smaller than what I'm used to, it's still better than nothing. But let's see how the interview goes first." When he opened the door she let about a loud whistle. It was fairly nice for a two bedroom apartment bedroom. "I'd probably bring in my bed since it's more comfortable. It's those sleep number beds that allows you to change it. Has a massage things that's great with sex." she mentioned as she looked around the closet. "Tried it out with my ex and she swore the vibrations worked amazing with climaxes." She turned on the light to the closet before slapping herself on the forehead. "Sorry, I'm used to talking more freely with my friends..haven't met anyone new in a while." Her eyes wondered back to around the room and she sighed a bit at his question. "That said ex dumped me and left me basically with a month before she asks her new girlfriend to move in. Apparently she's not into having a bisexual girlfriend anymore. Especially one that used to sleep around." Her eyes rolled and she sat down on the bed that sat in the room. "Were you and your roommate close?"

Dave: raised an eyebrow, almost questioning what kind of apartment Santana had been living in before. Still, the whistle seemed to be a good whistle. "You are welcome to bring your own bed, especially that bed, it does sound very amazing, maybe I should look into getting one of those beds for myself eventually," he laughed, shaking his head. "It's all cool, I don't mind it. You can speak as freely as you want with me if you want," he hummed, walking to the side to open the door to the private bathroom. His grimaced at her story, shaking his head a bit. "That's too bad, she's missing out, it's good you're out of that relationship though, she doesn't seem like someone who I'd want to stay with, honestly," he paused laughing softly. "Yeah, we were. We met at a convention back in tenth grade, and became pretty good friends, and when he announced he was moving to New York, he and I agreed to be roommates. We had a thing for a short time, while he and his boyfriend were on a break, but that didn't last," he shrugged. "And now he's married, story of my life. I dated his boyfriend's best friend after that for awhile, but she and I had too many..differences." he chuckled.

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Some kind of Tour || Santofsky

Santana: "Somehow." The word came out of her mouth before she could think of a better response and she again nodded her head at his answer. "It's better I see them first. I've kind of been curious since I made the text to come over." Her hand gripped onto her bag and she flipped her hair over her shoulder. "Plus, I'm saving the excitement of eating the food up until the end." Her eyes took a quick peek at the room across from hers and she raised a brow wondering if it was going to be bigger than hers. "So what happened that you're living alone now."

David: chuckled, glad that she was at least down to the point. Some girls he had talked to during school were always wishy washy, wanting to flirt rather than get things done, not that he didn't like that. "I think that sounds like a great plan. Hopefully you like the room, I'd like to say that it is the bigger room, but the two rooms are supposed to be the same size," he said, opening up the door. He stepped aside to let her take a look inside. "There's a bed already, as well as a dresser and a desk. My last roommate left his when he moved out. Of course, you don't have to keep the bed if you want to bring your own?" he paused, thinking back. "He finally married his high school sweetheart. They've been putting it off, but now that gay marriage is legal everywhere, and in his hometown, they got married and he moved out. What about you? What's your story?"

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Some kind of Tour || Santofsky

Santana: nodded her head and returned the notebook back to him before she spoke again. "That works out fine with me. Kind of sucks we'll be so busy though, it might takes a while longer to get to know each other better." Her smile turned sweet, but her eyes lied. She didn't want to seem rude, but she didn't really care too much if he was here or not. Dave was a nice guy sure, but she didn't need to be besties with him in order to live here. It'd be a plus to be friends with him, but it definitely wasn't a concern. "I'm fine with the drinks. I'd really rather just look around right now so I can see what the place /really/ looks like." Her hand grazed over his arm and she pointed to the room that was across from them. "Who's room is that?"

David: raised an eyebrow, wanting to laugh a bit. He was sure they probably wouldn't actually be friends, just mutual acquaintances, but he'd play along. "I'm sure we could managed to get to know each other somehow," he said, looking in the direction she was pointing towards. The hand grazing on him was distracting, very distracting. "That room? That would be your room if you decided to take it. Mine is the one across the hall, and the half bathroom is at the end of the hall," he explained, taking a step towards it. "I could show you them now, unless you'd prefer to eat something first, up to you honestly," he said, shooting a smile at her.

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Some kind of Tour || Santofsky

Santana: blinked for a moment before she gingerly shook his hand. "Food you say? Well, luckily for you I haven't eaten since about..five?" she chuckled, honestly not remembering the time. Her fingers ran through her long hair and she bit on the inside of her cheek as he spoke. "Questionnaire? Well, that would be a first for me. But I suppose since I'm pretty desperate that it's the best I can do." Taking the notebook from him, she opened it up quickly and scanned through the schedule he managed to make up. "It looks like some nights I'll be here when you're not. But for the most part, I should be here Monday-Thursday working from eight am till seven pm. Sometimes it's later if I have events to attend to. But weekends are usually my free time since I'm not full time yet." Her eyes scanned over the place again and she let out a soft sigh at how nice it actually was.

David: was relieved he wasn't just left hanging out in his handshake. "Well I hope that you'd be hungry, hopefully you're hungry pretty frequently, I do cook a lot," he chuckled back. He glanced at the notebook. "It was mostly me filling it out, though I did leave one in there for you, if you want to fill it out, but it 's mostly about me," he explained, trying to not take the comment as a jab at him. Dave made his way into the living room, offering her a seat on the couch. "Weekends vary for me, but i'll always make sure to let you know. Some days I work nights, sometimes I work days. We have a wedding coming up we are catering to, so my days will for sure be full, but I'll let you know when it does happen," he explained, walking a bit away. "Do you want anything to drink, or should I just start the tour?"

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Some kind of Tour || Santofsky

Santana: cocked her chin out the moment she heard the sound of the door unlocking. or a moment, she gave Dave a lookover. It wasn't her fault that she was always judging people by their looks. For the most part of her life she had always been a bitch and people just dealt with it. Dave being her potential new roommate would have to deal with that. "That would be me." she grinned and took her open step forward. While Dave wasn't usually the type of person she liked, she couldn't stop herself from enjoying the nice smile he seemed to have. "Hopefully you're Dave." The house smelled great, very clean with the subtle fit of food in the air. Something she assumed meant he had recently made something to eat. "So, where do we start?"

David: could practically feel Santana's eyes on him, and he wondered what exactly was going through her head right then. "Yes, that would be me, nice to meet you," he said, sticking out his hand for her to shake. He wavered for a second, not sure if that was too formal, but he decided to stick with his original decision. "I thought I could show you the front of the apartment? And if you're interested, I did cook something a little bit ago before we started talking, so if you're interested in trying something out, you could?" he paused, hesitating. "After that I figure I could show you the rest of the apartment, and we could discuss arrangements and stuff? I have a notebook for you, it has key things like what is included, but also has my usual work schedule and this random roommate questionnaire thing I found on the internet? I don't know how much time you have tonight, but I figure we start small and build ourselves up?" he explained. So maybe he had gone a bit overboard, who knows.

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Some kind of Tour || Santofsky

Santana: quickly paid off the taxi driver and pulled her purse from the back before she checked the address written in her notebook again. The street and apartment seemed to look pretty friendly. Most people walking around were those New York city couples and their dogs. Sending Dave a quick text tat she'd be going up, she pushed everything back inside her purse and made her way inside the building. Luckily there was a couple leaving as she entered in so she didn't have to press the buzzer. It did't take long for her to go up the elevator(stairs were for people who allowed themselves to sweat), and she quietly made her way towards the door. Checking her breath and hair patting down her hair(her extensions were getting heavy these days), she knocked twice and took a step back while she waited for Dave to open up.

David: jumped the moment he got a text. Now or never, the other was about to come, and he HAD to make a good impression. He paused for a moment, admittedly checking himself out. He was attractive enough, at least he believed so anyways, that Santana wouldn't be disgusted the moment she saw him. He grabbed his notebook, which he had jotted down key features that he wanted to make sure to tell potential roommates about. He thought he could call it somewhat of a house warming gift. Taking a deep breath, Dave reached for the door lock, unlocked it, and then slowly turned to open the door up. What he saw, shocked him. Santana was even more attractive than Skype had shown, and he couldn't help but take a quick look. "Hey Santana?" he said, giving a welcoming smile. He stepped back, welcoming her in.

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Some kind of Tour || Santofsky

David: was admittedly running around the apartment now, trying to clean up what should have been already cleaned. Of course, he wasn't a messy person, but between his busy work schedule and trying to maintain a social life, things had started to slip. Still, he wanted to make sure that he secured Santana as a roommate. With the dishwasher full and running, and a quick vacuum over the carpet in the living room, all that was left to clean up was his room, not that she was going to see much there. Ten minutes later, Dave was resting on the couch, just waiting for his doorbell to ring, and for Santana to arrive.

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SKYPE CHAT

SLOPEZ24: Same here, exes can be a bitch when they kick you out of the damn apartment you found together. But, you seem pretty chill and there's always tonight that'll help us try and get to the next step we're going. I work for a PR firm. I can tell you more about it when I get there.

SLOPEZ24: Awesome, I'll see you soon.

cdkarofsky24: Well that certainly sounds like a bitch move. I hope you got revenge some how. PR. Huh, that sounds cool, it'll be great to hear about it. Talk to you soon.

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SKYPE CHAT

SLOPEZ24: I'm sort of in need of a place and don't have much time to look for anything else. Plus, from the way you described it, the place seems like a dream. Tonight is perfectly okay with me, I just got off from work and have the right amount of time to check it out.

SLOPEZ24: Really? That's brilliant. But if you send me the address I can leave now and message you from my phone when I'm there?

cdkarofsky24: I completely get it, I'm kind of desperate to get a roommate asafp. So hopefully we click or something? It's a pretty great apartment, I was lucky to find it when I did. Tonight it is then, that sounds great with me. What is it that you do, if you don't mind me asking?

cdkarofsky24: Sure, its [address here]. I'll see you soon?

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