I love Rachel Berry, every single existing form of performing, Broadway, Queen, Classic Rock bands, black coffee, cats, and Rachel Berry, of course.
[This is just a RP, obviously. All gifs, pictures, etc are not mine unless stated otherwise.]
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6 Favorite Ship Moments ● St. Berry (asked by anonymous)
(Source: jonathangroff)
My favorite part of my body is: my butt.
’My mom says I have a good future behind me!‘
(Source: lea-mchele)
Rachel wasn’t nearly 25 and she didn’t have a single Tony to her name, but neither did she have a single regret about her sex life with Jesse, or her overall commitment to him and their relationship. He challenged the plans she had mapped and charted out for her life since she was practically a toddler, and in the most positive ways. He proved to her that she could have both love and her dreams, while at many times in her life she was sure she would have to make a choice between the two. Therefore, she felt entirely safe and secure getting completely and utterly lost in Jesse during their encounters such as right now, despite the million and one things that demanded her time and attention. As determined and focused as Rachel was on her own, Jesse gave her even more confidence in everything she sought to accomplish.
Jesse’s growl spurred Rachel’s growing desire for him even more. A long moan emitted from her lips as she felt Jesse’s arousal rubbing against her center, causing electric bolts of pleasure to course through her body. “Ah,” she gasped, her back arching as she felt his fingers at her core. “Jesse,” she moaned, bucking her hips up again and grinding against him and his fingers, still slowly and sensually. She quickly brought one of her hands back up to cup the back of Jesse’s neck and bring his lips to hers again in a bruising kiss. Then she pushed her tongue into his hot, wet mouth and explored every familiar contour, moaning into the kiss as she continued to grind up against him.
Jesse had always been a fan of sex, before Rachel. But before he was granted with his soulmate, every sexual counter he had experienced was just a meaningless fuck or one night stand; there was no deep, emotional connection whatsoever. They had been merely means to relieve some of his tension - nothing more, nothing less. He never needed the emotional connection, because he had always thought that “making love” was a pointless, silly myth. However, that all changed as soon as he and Rachel started making love. Even when it was a quickie, both of them desperate to just get some sort of relief, it had meaning. Making love with Rachel was, by far, much better than all of his previous sexual conquests combined. She was the best he had ever (and will ever) had
The sounds and shivers he was pulling from Rachel sent a flare of pride through him, and he smirked against her lips as she eagerly pulled him into an intense kiss. He responded to the kiss in full, one hand coming up to caress her cheek while the other gripped the back of Rachel’s knee on order to hitch her leg over his hip so he could more easily grind his erection against her; wanting her to know just how much he was absolutely aching for her. As he did this, he continued rubbing and thrusting her wetness with abandon, loving just how aroused she already was. After a few moments like that, Jesse’s hands quickly grasped the elastic to Rachel’s panties, swiftly tugging them down her legs. Her skirt came quickly after that, and Jesse began placing hot, open-mouthed kisses slowly down the expanse of her body; his tongue occasionally darting out to taste her skin as he did. Once he reached his point of destination, he slung one of Rachel’s legs over his shoulders and buried his head between her legs, his tongue flicking and rubbing against her clit while he slipped two fingers inside of her.
(Source: jessesaint-james, via rachelbbberry)
(via rachelbbberry)
(via rachelbbberry)
Despite all Rachel’s offending clothing, Jesse’s hands left heat in their wake as they explored her body. She wrapped her legs around his waist securely, both of her hands now twirling in his hair. Her lips moved against his still as he brought her into the bedroom and a faint whimper of protest escaped her lips as he set her down on the bed. Right now she needed so desperately to physically feel their connection. Of course, the break in kiss allowed for some clothes to be rid of and Rachel very much preferred skin-on-skin contact.
Her hands went to grip Jesse’s shoulders tightly so she could pulled his body against hers as she kissed him back with all her affection and desire. With him closer, she then moved her hands down his back, kneading it along the way until she reached his waist. They could just continue stripping off all their clothes immediately. Sometimes they made love in a frenzy and it was insanely and deliciously erotic and passionate. But other times they took it slow - still passionate, but they took more time to lovingly, worship and savour each other’s bodies and each other in general. That was what Rachel needed right now. She slipped her hands under Jesse’s pants and boxers and gripped his perfect ass while she rolled her hips up against his - slowly but with great pressure - teasing not only Jesse, but herself with the friction.
Jesse grunted quietly against Rachel’s lips at the feel of her hands tugging through his hair, feeling his desire for her grow to insane levels. He always loved how responsive Rachel was whenever they made love; between the way she ran her hands through his hair, the way she would dig her nails into his back, and especially the loud moans of his name. Each time they made love, Rachel only proved to turn him on more and more. While he would love to just rip off all of her clothes and have his way with her right then and there, Jesse could sense in Rachel’s body language that this wasn’t what she was craving for right then. Rachel and himself had rolled around in the sheets with nothing but sheer animalistic hunger before, but Jesse found that when they took it slow and sensual, it was even better. It drew out their pleasure even more, which was absolutely mind-blowing.
Jesse moaned softly into Rachel’s mouth, the sound fading into a sharp growl as Rachel slipped her hands past his jeans and boxers to squeeze his ass so perfectly. He immediately bucked his hips against Rachel’s in response, rotating his hips so that his growing erection would rub against Rachel’s womanhood in all the right places. “Fuck, Rachel. You feel…So good..” Jesse moaned lowly, slipping his hand past Rachel’s panties to rub her wetness, groaning at just how wet she already was for him.
(Source: jessesaint-james, via rachelbbberry)
#I think I still have my cape somewhere…
I would definitely love to see you don that cape again, Rach. Not that it would stay on you for very long…
(via rachelbbberry)
Moderately upset? I’m hurt, Quinn. And here I thought that one of my best friends would be significantly more beat up if I were to meet my untimely demise.
And that’s okay. I think I somehow managed to resuscitate myself. I should be fine.
For now.I’ll be home soon… If you still needed someone to perform a little mouth-to-mouth resuscitation?
That would be greatly appreciated, love. I may need a little more than mouth-to-mouth resuscitation, though…
(Source: quinnshrug)
No dying, I would be moderately upset if this happened.
Do I need to go get Rachel? Or call her?
Moderately upset? I’m hurt, Quinn. And here I thought that one of my best friends would be significantly more beat up if I were to meet my untimely demise.
And that’s okay. I think I somehow managed to resuscitate myself. I should be fine. For now.
(Source: mrsdcriss)
