Gabriela and Santana Lopez had always known what they wanted.

They had also never kept any secrets from each other, so it hadn’t taken long for both twins to realize they both wanted Rachel Berry.

“Well?” Santana asked her sister, “You okay with sharing?”

Gabriela studied her, finally nodding. “Only if it’s with you,” she warned, voice lowering, “Anyone else – I’mma cut a bitch.”

A long, predatory smirk crossed Santana’s face. “Good.”

The next afternoon, both girls cornered Rachel in the handicapped bathroom.

“Berry,” Gabriela started.

“We wanna talk,” Santana finished.

Rachel stared at them. “I… Okay…?”

Santana nibbles her neck as Gabriela unbuttons Rachel’s blouse. “God…” the girl murmurs, meeting Rachel’s eyes and smiling, “You’re beautiful.”

Rachel blushes, smiling back. “Thank you,” she manages, twisting as her girls strip her, “You are, you two are – ”

Rachel stared at the Lopezes and Fabrays. "Together?"

"Seperate. ...But together."