It'd been a long day. If you asked her, it'd been too long a day. It was bad enough that she got fired from her job at Starbucks, but by the time she got to school, she was greeted with a lovely, "Haha, you didn't get the part." Rachel wondered often why she wasted her time auditioning for the plays they did in her acting class when she never got the part, and people only mocked her for her strong confidence before.
At the moment, Rachel had no faith in herself anymore. She collapsed on her couch, running her hand through her chocolate locks. Right now she wanted to call Sebastian, but in the end, that would only make her feel worse. Sure, they'd been doing this no strings attached thing for about three years, but it still hurt. Initially she just wanted to stop hurting after Finn broke up with her, and she figured Sebastian was doing the same after Blaine continuously turned him down, but it grew to so much more. Now she had feelings for him. Strong feelings. And they refused to go away.
Regardless of the feeling it would leave her when she woke up to see he was already gone, she reached over and picked up her phone anyways, dialing his number. After three rings, his voice rang through the phone. "Berry? What's up?"
The starlet sighed heavily into the phone, rubbing the back of her neck. "Do you wanna come over? I've had a bad day, and, well, you know how bad days end," she said with a slight laugh. They'd always done this. When one of them had a bad day, the other dropped everything and went to them to make them feel better.
Sebastian had always thought he was gay, but sex was sex, and at first, he figured that was all it would be. But right away, months after they'd ran into each other, he started falling in love with her. Of course, it was hard for him to feel that way when the girl he was sleeping with and in love with always talked about the guy in her acting class she had a crush on. He often spent hours in front of the mirror, asking himself why he wasn't good enough for her, but this ass who didn't even notice her was.
"Yeah, I'll be right over, Rach," he said with a smirk, hanging up and going to get get dressed.
Fifteen minutes later, Rachel went to answer the door to his knocks. "So what's wrong anyways?" he asked, pushing his way past her and into her apartment.
"I got fired, the part I auditioned for went to someone else, and for the seventh Friday in a row, I have no plans. Did you not have anything better to do then come help your pathetic 'friend?'" Rachel asked, biting her lip softly and looking at him with an accusing stare.
Sebastian shrugged his shoulders, cringing a little when she said friend in a way that said they weren't actually friends. "No, I decided I could drop my plans for the sexy lady over here dying for my dick," he winked at her. Although he knew it drove Rachel nuts when he talked like that, it was his defense mechanism, and he couldn't not talk like that when he was with her, no matter how hard he tried.
"You're so vulgar, you know that?" Rachel crossed her arms over her chest, rolling her eyes. She was going to continue ignoring him, but he wrapped his arms around her small figure so quickly, she couldn't help but wrap hers around his neck.
He smiled a little, smelling her sweet shampoo on her hair. "See? You totally don't hate me," he smirked a little, looking down at her big brown eyes, that always seemed to swallow him whole.
"Never said I did," she muttered, shrugging a little before meeting his gaze. She leaned up a little, pushing her toes on the ground to lift her up, and kissed his lips softly. "You, you wanna take this to the bedroom?"
With a quick nod, he swopped her into his arms and moved past her living room and into her bedroom, dropping her on the bed. His hands moved over her soft skin, sliding up her shirt and unfastening her bra swiftly. As he gently moved to massage her breasts, her low moan only drove him further to knead her soft skin with his hands.
Another moan escaped Rachel's lips. Her legs wrapped around his waist instantly. She felt the pulse between her legs start to ache. He was so good at turning her on without hardly doing anything. Putting her hands over his, she pushed down on them, urging him to be rough with her.
Sebastian took Rachel's permission to lean his head down and take one of her nipples in his mouth. Biting down softly, he moved his tongue around it quickly, enjoying her reaction. She twitched a little under him, squirming for more. His teeth bit down harder, forcing a muffled scream from her lungs.
Deciding to take things into her own hands, Rachel reached between their bodies and unbuckled his belt and forcing her hand into the tight jeans. "Fuck, you're so hard," she moaned, grabbing his length. Pulling on him harshly, she felt his mouth detach from her breast and a low rumble in his chest echo up his throat.
He quickly pulled her top off, exposing all of the skin on her chest. Running his hands down her sides, he tried his best to get her out of her tight skirt, but her tight grip on his cock made it hard for him to think straight. "Fuck Rachel, you, fuck," he moaned, pushing his hips into her smaller hips.
A small smirk spread across her lips, but she let go, wanting this to last longer than a few moments. Rachel pushed his jeans down his legs, pushing them further down to his ankles with her feet. His moan as the denim rubbed against his erection made her tingle.
Pushing Rachel's hips down with one hand so she couldn't move as easily, he pulled her panties down with one finger, letting her kick them off the bed. His lips met hers in a passionate, slow kiss. All at once the moment and it's intense heat slowing down. He careful pushed a finger inside her, her hips trying to rise and push against him, but his strong grip holding her down kept her still.
Rachel's tongue slipped into his mouth, rubbing against his with anticipation. She wanted more, but she didn't want to end their kiss for even a moment. To her relief, he added another finger, pushing in and out of her with more speed.
His goal every time they were together was to get her to orgasm at least twice before he did. It made him feel good about himself. Sebastian pushed another finger in her, using his thumb to rub her clit gently as he continued to thrust his fingers into her. Pulling away from her lips, he ordered her to say his name, feeling her tighten around his fingers already.
The brunette struggled to catch her breathe enough to say a simple word. "Se-Sebastian," she said quietly. He urged her to say it again, to say it louder. This time, she pushed her body up as much as she could, screaming his name as she cam over his fingers.
With a satisfied grin, he pulled his fingers out of her, licked them off, and bent down to clean her up. Rachel moaned. The way he went after her again and again like this drove her nuts. Every morning after the two were done, she always ended being sore and more satisfied than ever.
His tongue slipped inside her entrance, causing her to groan. "Fuck Sebastian. Please, stop. The teasing, I can't. Please," she begged. Her breathe caught in her throat as his mouth attached to her clit. He sucked hard, her small body wiggling under him again. She was so easy to drive over the edge, it was insane. He liked to think that he was just that good.
Rachel involuntarily pushed her hips against his face, causing him to bit down on her clit. Unraveling her boodle of nerves, she cam in his mouth again. He licked her nearly dry, before reaching his hands down to push his boxers down.
Using the moisture from Rachel, Sebastian coated himself a little. "Ready?" he asked, out of breathe a little already. After she nodded, he put both his hands strongly on her hips and pushed himself into her. At once, they both moaned, causing both of them to push against each other.
Sebastian quickly sped up, thrusting into her with more force, going deeper than ever before. She wrapped her legs around him tighter, moving a little so he was able to get into her better. He thrust into her harder, pulling all the way back and pushing into her with immense force.
Soon her screams echoed through the room, the aroma of sweat and sex filling the small space. The occasional curse rolling off her tongue made him only push into her deeper. It was so hot when she cussed, and she did it so rarely.
Rachel's finger nails dug into his back, her stomach arching up as he held her down and pounded into her. She was close, and she figured he could tell because within seconds, his thumb was rubbing her clit roughly. Her walls tightened around his erection in what felt like a warm, wet hug. As she cam around him, her scream got louder, hitting that high note she could only hit when she was with him.
He smirked a little, pushing into her more as he rode out her orgasm before shooting his load into her. "Fuck, Rachel. You're so good," Sebastian moaned, pulling out of her and collapsing onto the side of the bed next to her.
Rachel smiled a little, "You're good too. So, so, so, good." She curled up next to him, his arm wrapping around her tightly. He placed a kiss on her head, brushing her hair back.
"You should get some sleep, Rach. I'd be willing to bet you're exhausted," he said with a wink. She laughed a little, but nodded, allowing herself to fall asleep in his arms.
For about an hour, Sebastian laid next to her, holding her small, sleeping body next to him. Her peaceful slumber made him smile widely. But after he was certain she was asleep, he rolled out of bed, got dressed, and grabbed his keys. Turning back for one last look, Sebastian sighed. "I love you," he mumbled, knowing she wouldn't hear it if she was asleep, before rushing out the door to head home.
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The sun shining through the window caused Rachel to wake up. Turning a little in the bed, she sighed when she saw the spot next to her empty. Rachel never understood it. She knew he'd enjoyed last night just as much as she did, why did he leave? And he always left. Turning on her side, she hugged her torso tightly, she let a few tears roll down her cheeks onto her pillow. She'd never be good enough for him.
