I Kissed A Girl
Title: I Kissed A Girl
Rating: PG-13
Fandom: Glee
Pairing: one-sided Quinn/Rachel, Santana
Summary: She never knew it could feel this right.
A/N: I own nothing.
“S can I- can you do me a favor?” She had stumbled in her words, and that’s something Santana doesn’t see often.
“Depends. Is this favor requiring me going all Lima Heights on-“ Quinn cuts her off with an eye roll and a step closer.
“It’s nothing like that.” Santana drops to the seat she had occupied during glee.
“Alright. I’ll bite. What can I, the great Santana Lopez, do for one Quinn Fabray?” The sly smirk, and raised eyebrows nearly has Quinn thinking otherwise, but she has to begrudgingly admit Santana is the only one she’d ever go to for something like this, so she bites her lip and takes the seat Brittany had previously occupied.
“I think I, no I know who I am now, but I guess I just want to make sure.” From the way that sly smirk turns into Santana’s evil planning smile, Quinn knows she’s in.
“Well, well, well look whose tight ass is finally unwinding. I must say I’m honored you came to me with this. I assumed you would talk the hobbit into it first.” Quinn’s jaw is unhinged in slight horror, but she quickly gets over Santana being Santana.
“It’s Rachel, and she has a boyfriend.”
“Fiancé, and so what. I have a girlfriend, or is that not the same?” Quinn rolls her eyes and stands before starting a slow pace.
“Of course it’s the same I just-“ Realization dawns on the Latina.
“Oh I see. You can’t go to the hobbit because she’s the one who’s clicked things into place.” Quinn’s feet halt and Santana catches the heat rising in hazel eyes.
“Her name is Rachel.” Santana’s smirk only grows as she stands in front of the equally as tall girl.
“I can’t believe I didn’t see this coming sooner, you’re so obvious.” Quinn’s HBIC glare doesn’t seem as frightening as it usually does with a bright pink blush coloring her cheeks.
“So will you help me or not?” Santana takes a step back as she crosses her arms across her chest and gives the blonde an obvious look over.
“What can I say? You’re one hot bitch, now come here.” Before Quinn can even react, the Latina is grabbing the front of her shirt and pulling her in closer.
Quinn has never kissed a girl before, but as soft lips glide across hers and a wet tongue sneaks past parted lips to tangle with hers, she can’t believe she’s waited this long. The hand that had a hold of her shirt releases its hold to tangle in the hairs around her neck, where strong fingers scratch at her scalp, causing a moan to vibrate up her throat.
Pale hands wound themselves around a copper back before pulling them in impossibly closer; all the while battling for a dominance she knew she was losing. Quinn hadn’t even realized her hands had begun creeping under clothing until her fingers were met with the fabric of a bra.
“Whoa there, I didn’t agree on touching.” The shocked look with the swollen lips is a definite turn on for Santana, who curses herself for letting it get that far.
“Sorry, I didn’t even realize…” She quickly backs away and averts her gaze when a blush heats her face.
“Shit…with kissing like that, Berry could never refuse you.”