Prompt Post #7
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When Santana opened the door of her, almost always, empty house, she was surprised, to say at least, to see Quinn Fabray standing there. They hadn’t really talked too much in the last few months and even before that, they were just frienemies, with an occasional moment of sincerity towards each other.
“Hey, can I come in?” The blonde asked, looking at Santana with her hazel eyes that anyone could get lost in, not only the Latina, who was staring in them right now.
“Oh, yeah. Sure.” Santana replied a few moments later when she came to reality and registered what Quinn said. She led the blonde to the living room, taking a seat next to her on the spacious couch when they came in. “Not to be rude, but why are you here?” The Latina asked bluntly after a couple of minutes passed in complete silence.
“I noticed something this last week. You know, since you came out?” The blonde asked but really didn’t want an answer, so she continued just a second later. “You’ve been, kind of, staring at me in Glee.” She muttered really fast but Santana understood it immediately.
“I… It’s not that…” Santana fought for the right words to say it, blushing slightly before continuing her ramble.
The blonde had enough after her fifth try to say something and rudely interrupted. “Like a bandage, quickly Santana. I don’t have all day.”
“It’s just… You’re beautiful and everything, how could I not stare at you?” The Latina asked, blushing even more than before and lowering her head and concentrating on the ornaments of the carpet.
“So, you… like me?” Quinn uttered when she thought about it a little. Maybe it won’t be that hard, she thought at that moment.
“Kinda. I don’t know. Yes.” Santana said rapidly, unadvisedly putting her hand on top of Quinn’s thigh. She didn’t even notice it but the blonde shivered a little from the touch. She could get used to it, definitely.
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“Hey, I don’t lie!” Santana exclaimed loudly at what she though was accusation but in fact was only the only thing Quinn could say at the moment. “Can you blame me? I’m not the one who is gorgeous every fucking day.”
“Hey, look at me.” The blonde said, bringing her hand to the Latina’s chin and lifting it up a bit. “You, Santana Lopez, are the most stunning girl I have ever met.” She said, making the girl blush furiously.
Santana brought her hand up from the blonde’s thigh to her hip and moved it up and down for a few times. She hated that tears were welling in her eyes but decided not to ruin the moment with erasing them. She moved her hand along Quinn’s body until she reached her cheek. She wiped away a tear that was sliding down it and smiled shyly at her. A smile that the blonde returned was much bigger and you could obviously notice that they didn’t do it very often, much less smile at each other.
When Santana’s hand was wrapped in her hair, Quinn approached her, with every intention of kissing her. But she couldn’t beat Santana to it. The Latina had her lips on the blonde’s before she knew it. Quinn brought her tongue to her lips and, a second later, she was granted entrance into the Latina’s mouth. They didn’t fight for dominance, their tongues just danced together for a long while; none of the girls wanted to part from the kiss.
It was exactly three minutes later when Santana slowly leaned on Quinn, slowly forcing her to lie on the couch. The Latina moved the kisses to Quinn’s neck, slowly going up to the spot right behind her ear, making the blonde whimper and wrap her arms around the Latina’s neck, while Santana moved her arms to grip gently both of her thighs.
“You’re magnificent.” Santana murmured against Quinn’s lips before kissing her again.
It took only that to assure Quinn that, yes, she was going to have sex with a girl today. She was trying to stay cool while freaking out on the inside.
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“This feels good, right?” Quinn asked unsurely while giving the other breast the equal attention.
“Oh, it feels so good.” Santana assured her, focusing on her breathing that was slowly getting equaled as she unbuckled blonde’s pants and slowly took them off. She could smell Quinn’s arousal as she grinned and continued kissing the blonde all the way down to her panties. She moved them out of the way before putting her head in between her legs and approached her until her tongue met Quinn’s clit, slowly moving it in, not more than three millimeters, and out. She always loved teasing, only now, she couldn’t do it for a very long time. She knew very well that, when Quinn took her skirt off, she was even wetter than before. She continued poking her clit once her panties were thrown to the floor, revealing to Quinn how much she liked what she was doing so far. The Latina dove her tongue deeper in Quinn’s clit, causing the blonde to curse out loud.
Santana felt a pair of warm hands rest on her shoulders as she drew the hardened clit into her mouth, wrapping her lips around it as she sucked it. Quinn threw her head back and moaned loudly as the unfamiliar feeling that the Latina made. It was most definitely better than pleasuring herself, not to mention Puck and her having sex. She wanted, and needed, more, so she thrust her hips a little and felt the orgasm building inside her.
“Fuck San!” She yelled as she grinded her hips against Quinn’s mouth. “I’m so close.” The Latina wrapped her arms around her clit, as she gripped her hair, and gently bit it, not wanting to hurt her. “Oh, fuck! FUCK!” She swore loudly as she came. Her whole body trembled from the orgasm that Santana caused as she was still worked on her clit. Her mouth fell open and she moaned out her name as the Latin moved up on the couch, letting her catch her breath. “Give me a second, I’ll make you feel this good, too.” She said once she caught her breath and calmed down a little.
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“Yeah, but I’d much rather feel your fingers inside me, sweetie.” Santana said and Quinn realized that her softness was probably the thing that got her turned on at the first place.
“Ready?” Quinn asked and, not waiting for an answer, laid the girl down on the other side of the couch and her fingers found their way to Santana’s thighs very fast. She kissed the stunned girl’s lips with much force and then moved on to her neck while approaching Santana’s clit. Santana moaned from the contact and realized that it wouldn’t take very much to get her off, seeing as she was really aroused from the beginning. Quinn grinned before slipping one finger inside the Latina, feeling how much Santana was tight and wet. Quinn was never inside anyone’s clit but her own, so she was rather surprised when it felt really, really good. She was pretty sure that she could get addicted to it, even though she knew Santana was much more dominant usually and would never let her do this very often.
Santana didn’t think she could get more turned on until Quinn decided to slip in another finger inside her. She immediately thrust her hips up and down. “Quinn! Do something, move, please.” She begged the blonde, who doubled her efforts as Santana groaned. Quinn loved the feeling that she got from being inside her. She moved faster and faster and felt that Santana was very close as she felt her head being pulled up. The Latina thought it would be somewhat wrong to come while not being closer. “More. Harder, si!” Santana yelled out as she pulled away to get some air. She swore to herself that this was pretty much what she wanted to be always. She felt like she was in heaven as Quinn found that spot inside her as she whined into her neck.
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Santana kissed her lightly on the lips before noticing that it was already early evening and falling asleep in the blonde girl’s arms.
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