Coincidence & Chance Meeting
Authors Note(I don't own any of the Glee characters) I was asked to participate in Quinntana week again which I'm happy to do. The last one was fun to be a part of, even though I didn't finish, lol, but this time I'm determined to get them all done on time. I'm actually a little disappointed this is shorter than my last Quinntana week, but the next is a little longer and hopefully the next one will be even longer. Enjoy!
It's spring break and Quinn's roommate, Dani, is ready to paint the town red. But Quinn isn't the type of girl to get drunk or do anything too crazy. However, while on the subway she has a chance meeting with a beautiful Latina, Santana. And to her, going anywhere with a stranger, let along sleeping with one, is the craziest thing she's ever done. What she doesn't know is Santana is her roommates high school friend, and turns up at a party Dani throws at their apartment.
It's that time of year again, spring break and Quinn Fabray is already over it. Everywhere she goes on campus there are either obnoxious guys hotting and hollering, or there are girls making plans with their girlfriends. Unlike most young women, Quinn isn't the spring break type. Her father didn't approve of the major she decided on, and in order to prove to him it was a good choice, she's had to work hard to keep her grades up.
Doing so, she hasn't had the time for much socialization much to her roommate, Dani's, disappointment. The other blonde had been convincing her the entire semester to go drinking with her and their other girlfriends, and there is no doubt in her mind she will continue.
Returning to he shared apartment from school, Quinn takes the subway home like she always does. The blonde doesn't like to take a taxi if she doesn't have to. It's just a personal preference thing. Quinn weaves through people to get to a seat. Unfortunately for her, it seems the only available place to sit is between a man shamelessly leering at her, and a woman who is clearly sick. Instead she walks past the pair and opts to stand instead.
When the train goes to the next stop, a beautiful Latina around her age catches her eye. She watches as the brunette also weaves through the crowd in search of a seat, then pass the pair she turned down to sit next to, then the Latina starts to walk towards her and smiles catching Quinn's gaze.
"Do you mind if I stand here with you?"
She shakes her head. "No, not at all."
The brunette holds on to the pole Quinn is hanging on to, and stands at a close distance in order to do so. The blonde becomes nervous being so close to the beauty, her palms start to sweat. She tries not to make it noticeable, but feels like she's failing miserably.
"Hey, do you think that guy over there had an itch to scratch, or he was just happy to see a real woman?"
Confused, Quinn follows the Latina's line of vision and sees a middled aged homeless man with his hand in his pants. Quinn snorts. "By the looks of it, I'd say happy." Both women start to laugh. "What about that lady over there?" Quinn asks point to an older woman who had just wiped her hand on someone in front of her.
The Latina scrunches her face in disgust. "She just wiped a booger on that poor bastard."
Quinn cringes with disgust as well. "Ew, so gross."
Suddenly the brunette starts laughing, confusing Quinn again. "Look at that couple over there."
Behind them a young couple their age are in a heated makeout session. Quinn cringes at the sight. She finds it very annoying when couples show too much pda, especially in the subway. who wants to see tow people practically having sex after a long day of work or school?
"Not a fan?" The brunette asks, noticing her reaction.
Quinn shrugs. "Not of too much pda, they're practically having sex."
The brunette chuckles, then gets even closer to Quinn, causing her heart to race. "You're telling me if you weren't with someone you were highly attracted to, you wouldn't want to makeout with them, even in the subway?"
She slowly shakes her head, distracted by the closeness. "I-I haven't thought about it like that before." She admits.
The Latina smirks. "Hypothetically speaking, let's say you meet a Latina you're very attracted to on a subway. You're complete strangers, but you're actually considering kissing her."
Quinn's heart races even more, if possible. She bites her lip, glancing down at the brunette's own plump and inviting mouth. "W-Who said I was attracted to you?"
She chuckles. "I know that look, I've seen it many times. Plus, you haven't been able to stop looking at my lips since I mentioned kissing." She points out. "What's your name?" Quinn frowns, once again confused by the Latina. "I just realized we were having fun people watching, and now I'm flirting with a beautiful blonde, but don't have the pleasure of knowing your name."
"Oh, it's uh Q-Quinn."
She smiles, then holds out her hand for Quinn to shake. "Santana. Nice to meet you, Quinn."
Quinn smiles in return, shaking her hand. "Nice to meet you too, Santana."
Santana doesn't let go of Quinn's hand, and uses it to pull her even closer, so they're pressed against each other. Quinn gasps in a mix of surprised and turned on. "Wouldn't you like to know?"
"Know w-what?"
Santana smirks. "What my lips feel like against yours?"
Quinn looks around the train and sees everyone is minding their own business. She assumed all eyes would be on them, but is thankful there isn't. She turns back to Santana, then looks back down at her lips, unconsciously biting her own as she does. Quinn has always played it safe. She never did anything as spontaneous as kissing a stranger, but the Latina's lips are just too tempting not to.
"Y-Yes." She whispers.
Santana smiles, and without another word, closes the distance between them. Quinn instantly moans at the contact. Her lips feel better than she imagined. They're so soft, and it helps the brunette is a really good kisser.
Quinn wraps her free arm around Santana's waist bringing them even closer, as the brunette swips her tongue across her lips, asking for permission. Without a second thought, she grants it to her, opening her mouth with a moan at the new feeling of Santana's tongue in her mouth. If you were to ask Quinn what she planned on doing this morning, this wouldn't even be on her top five, but she's not regretting a second of it.
"Wanna go to my place?" Santana asks against her lips.
"Yes." Quinn says instantly.
Santana reconnects their lips to continue their makeout session until the train comes to a stop. "This is me."
She takes the blonde's hand and quickly weaves through everyone to get off the train. Then wanting to get home as fast as possible, she drags Quinn out of the subway and halls a taxi. Santana tells the driver her address before making out with the blonde again, surprising the older man. Neither of them listen to his rant about women needing to be with a man all the way to the Latina's apartment.
Santana throws some bills at the man, still ignoring him, then again drags Quinn behind her as she rushes to her apartment. In the elevator, they continue to make out. This time Santana adds her hands, as she squeezes the blonde's bottom, earning a moan.
"Wha-at floor a-are you o-on." She says breathlessly from the kiss.
Santana glances up at the digital numbers on the top of the doors. "We're almost there."
They continue to make out until the elevator reaches Santana's floor. The brunette takes Quinn down the hall, then takes out her key from her cleavage to unlock the door. While she does, Quinn kisses and nibbles at her neck.
"Hurry up."
Santana groans from pleasure and frustration. Finally she opens the door, then after closing it behind them, she pins Quinn against it, placing open mouth kisses to her neck. Quinn moans, holding the brunette close by her waist. Before they know it, clothes are being removed as they make their way to Santana's bed room.
In just their bra and underwear now, Santana has Quinn sit on the edge of her bed, then straddles her lap. While kissing the blonde some more, she reaches around her back and unhooks her bra. They pull away slightly so she can throw the piece of clothing on the floor.
Santana bites her lip at the newly exposed skin. She gently lays Quinn onto the bed, then places feather light kisses down the blonde's sternum. Quinn moans and arches her back, pressing herself closer to the brunette's mouth.
Santana's lips then move to Quinn's right breast. She circles her pink, perky nipple, teasing her a little before taking all of it her mouth. Quinn moans again and grabs the back of Santana's head in pleasure. While giving it the right amount of attention, she squeezes the blonde's other breast.
"Ugh, S-San." She moans.
Santana grunts in pleasure at the sound of the blonde moaning her name. She continues to kiss just about every inch of the blonde's body, but purposely avoiding the spot she needs it most, wanting to get her worked up first.
"Enough, e-enough with the teasing. Ugh, fu-uck, I need you."
Santana smirks hovering over Quinn's center. "What do you need, hermosa?"
"Ugh, I need you to fuck me."
The brunette moans. "Gladly."
First she licks the blonde's slit, causing her to thrust her hips up. Santana holds them down before wrapping her lips around her clit and sucks.
"Oh, right there. Yea, feels so good." She moans, bringing Santana's head closer.
The brunette enjoys pleasuring Quinn's clit, then enters her with her tongue, causing the blonde to moan her name louder than before. Santana feels a throb of need between her own legs, her underwear getting wet at the sound. Just when Quinn feels she's going over the edge, Santana pulls away.
"Ugh, why'd you stop?" She whines.
Santana takes off her soaked underwear then settles between Quinn's legs, connecting their centers. The blonde moans at the contact. "I couldn't take it anymore. Hearing you moan my name, got me soaked." She confesses.
Quinn spreads her legs wider, and both moan in response, getting a better angle. They speed up their thrusts and grunt and moan in pleasure, as a thin layer of perspiration covers them. Santana leans down to connect their lips in a heated kiss.
"I'm c-close." The blonde says against her mouth.
"I-I'm not just yet. Wait."
Santana repositions herself so she's sitting down, while Quinn remains where she is. The blonde holds on to the Latina's knees, while Santana squeezes Quinn's breasts and is able to set the rhythm. She bites her lips feeling herself getting closer to her peak.
"O-Ok, I'm c-close."
Quinn grunts in response, holding on tighter to Santana's knees as she does. Santana circles her hips then thrusts some more, bringing them both over the edge with each other's names on their lips. The Latina then collapses next to Quinn, panting, as is the blonde next to her.
"I-I ha-ave never done an-anything like tha-at in my li-ife." Quinn confesses.
Santana turns her head, still catching her breath. "Do-one wha-at?"
"Se-ex with a stra-anger."
"Oh." Santana takes a few deep breaths, finally catching her breath. "And?"
Quinn also takes a few deep breaths then smirks. "I don't regret it."
Santana chuckles. "Well, that's good. You could have hurt my ego if you didn't."
Quinn laughs herself, then straddles the brunette, surprising her. The blonde leans down and grazes the shell of Santana's ear with her tongue. "Before I leave, I have to taste you." She whispers. Santana moans in response.
"Well, fuck. I never guessed you could be so dirty."
Quinn smirks. "Lady on the streets, dirty in the sheets."
Santana's laugh turns into a moan as Quinn easily finds her sweet spot behind her ear.
After their third round,(they might have gotten carried away) Santana offered to make Quinn something to eat. The blonde thought after the high had died down it would be awkward, but it was a pleasant surprise to find out that wasn't the case.
They made small talk while they ate, getting to know each other a little more, and now Quinn is on her way back to her shared apartment. However, instead of taking a cab, she decided to talk, that is until she started to realize how far the Latina lived from her, then hailed a cab.
Arriving at the apartment, she pays the driver, then heads up to her room with a skip to her step. She unlocks the door and smiles brightly seeing Dani cooking up dinner.
"Hey, what have you been up to all day?" She asks the other blonde.
Her roommate narrows her eyes in suspicion. "I was spreading the word about our party, then i bought a ton of snacks and alcohol."
Quinn nods. "Cool."
Dani raises her brows. "Cool? Just last night you were ranting about not wanting to be anywhere near this place tomorrow night, and now it's cool?"
She shrugs, smiling happily. "Yea."
Dani puts down the spoon she had been using to mix the noodles, then crosses her arms. "What is going on with you?"
"What do you mean?"
Dani looks at the blonde and shrugs. "You're acting weird."
Quinn narrows her eyes. "How so?"
She huffs, frustrated. "I don't know. You come walking in here with a big smile, and you think the party you were complaining about is now cool." She lists, then takes a moment to figure out what's going on and gasps. "You had sex!"
Quinn's eyes widen, then she covers her roommates mouth. "Shut up, I don't think the neighbors heard you."
Dani pushes her hand away confused, but before she can say anything, someone interrupts her. "Totally did, way to go, Quinn."
They both turn to see one of their neighbors that lives above them on their fire escape, smoking. Quinn glares at the man. "Get the hell out of here, Joe." He makes a peace sign then climbs the stairs to his apartment.
"I'm confused. Who exactly did you sleep with? Last I knew you were single."
Quinn blushes, avoiding Dani's gaze and bites the corner of her lip. "A girl I met on the subway."
Dani gasps. "What?! The Quinn Fabray had a sex with a stranger?!"
Quinn glares at her friend. "You really have to yell?"
"Sorry, but I'm just surprised, that's all."
Quinn sighs sitting at the table. "It's really that shocking?"
Dani nods, sitting with her. "Uh, yea." She rolls her eyes. "So, who was it?"
She stands up, shaking her head. "Nope, not telling."
Dani scoffs, following her into her room. "Why the hell not?"
She shrugs. "Because it's none of your business."
Dani crosses her arms. "Come on, I'm your friend. This is what friends do."
Quinn glares at her. "Really? So, do you wanna tell me who every one night stand you had all semester?"
She sighs, defeated. "Fine. You don't have to tell me. But I can't promise I won't be telling our friends about this."
Quinn opens her mouth to protest, but the blonde leaves the room before she could.
After Quinn leaves, Santana cleans up the kitchen then jumps in the shower. Thinking about her encounter, and amazing sex with the blonde, puts a smile on the Latina's face, and hopes she'll run into her again.
Finished with her shower, she listens to music as she gets dressed and does her hair before relaxing and watching some TV. While she does, the door opens as her roommate arrives. The tall blonde cringes closing the door behind her, then chuckles.
"You know, it smells like sex in here." She says on her way to the couch, then she sits next to the brunette.
Santana sniffs the air. "Does not."
The blonde laughs some more. "Does too. You're just nose blind to it."
She shrugs. "Whatever."
"So, who was it this time? Jessica or Kim?"
"Neither."
The blonde raises her brows, surprised. "Really?" Santana nods. "Who then?"
"Just a girl I met on the subway."
Her roommate laughs. "Why am I not surprised?"
Santana glares at her. "Are you implying I'm a slut?"
She shrugs. "No, it's just a very Santana thing for you to do. So, you didn't answer my question, who is she?"
She shakes her head. "Nope not, telling."
The blonde gasps. "What, why? We tell each other everything."
Santana narrows her eyes. "Everything? Really, Britt?"
She puts her hands up in surrender. "Fair enough."
The phone starts to ring, and Santana gets up to answer. "Hello?"
"Hey, it's Dani. I'm just calling to tell you I'm throwing a party at my place for the start of spring break tomorrow night."
Santana smiles. "We haven't talked in weeks, and you call to tell me about a party?"
"Duh." Dani says with a laugh. "I was busy with finales like everyone else, give me a break."
"Ok, I forgive you, and I'll be there. Is it BYOB?"
"Cool. No, don't worry about that, I bought enough."
"Awesome. Britt will be there, too. I'll see you then. Ok, bye." Santana ends the call, then returns to her seat.
"Where will I be?"
"Dani's. She's throwing a party for the start of spring break tomorrow."
"Cool." She pauses to watch TV then sighs. "You really won't tell me?"
Santana laughs. "Give it up, Brittany!"
The next day...
Dani has been busy getting ready for the party since she woke up, and had forced Quinn to help her. In her opinion Dani had gone overboard with decorations, but her friend keeps claiming how awesome it'll be, and everyone would just love them. Quinn thinks the only thing any of their guests will care about is the music and alcohol, but continues helping her friend.
By the time they finish, it's time for them to get ready. Quinn takes her shower first, then changes into one of her favorite outfits, which consists of a plain pink shirt and floral skirt. After blow drying her hair, she applies some makeup. Dani lightly knock on her door before walking in the room.
"So, I guess this means you're staying for the party?"
Quinn nods as she focuses on her makeup. "Yes, I am."
Dani raises her brows. "What changed your mind?"
Quinn goes to put on some lipgloss then pauses, looking at Dani through her mirror. "I realized I didn't have anything else to do."
Dani nods. "Fair enough. But just so you know, if you don't plan on drinking, you're gonna have to buy your own drinks. All that's in there right now is alcohol."
Quinn sighs. "Fine, I'll go to the store as soon as I'm done here."
Dani shrugs. "K. I'm gonna go pick up Elliot. His car broke down and he hates all of New York's transportation."
Quinn just snorts, rolling her eyes as she finishes the rest of her makeup. Then she grabs her purse, and checks to be sure she has enough cash for both the cab and drinks before leaving. She picks up a pack of soda, then returns to the apartment. When she gets there, she's greeted with a hug from Elliot.
"It's good to see you, too, Elliot." She says with a laugh, patting the man's back.
Elliot pulls away then takes the case of soda from her. "It's been awhile, how are you?" He asks taking the soda into the kitchen as Quinn follows.
"Good. Looking forward to having a break from school. How about you?"
He opens the case, and starts putting the soda into the refrigerator. "I'm really ready for spring break. I plan on getting really drunk tonight." He pauses and points his finger at the blonde. "So, be ready for a lot of, "I love you, Quinn." He says imitating himself drunk.
Quinn laughs. "OK, thanks for the heads up." She then looks around the apartment and notices her roommate is missing. "Where's Dani?"
"Getting ready. She has been for about a half hour."
Quinn snorts. "Of course she has. What have you been doing to keep yourself busy?" He points over to the Xbox One. She chuckles. "Right."
Elliot takes one of the soda's and opens it, then leans against the counter, smiling at Quinn. The blonde furrows her brows, confused. "Why are you looking at me like that?"
"Dani told me you had sex with someone you met on the subway."
She scoffs, rolling her eyes. "She did tell me she would." He nods, still smiling. Quinn narrows her eyes. "Ok, now you're just creeping me out. Can you not look at me like that anymore?"
"Who was it?"
Quinn crosses her arms. "I didn't tell Dani, what make you think I'd tell you?"
He shrugs. "Doesn't hurt to try, but what brought that on? You're not exactly they type to be so spontaneous like that."
She sighs. "If you saw her, you would understand."
He chuckles. "Fair enough."
Dani walks in as she puts on a pair of earrings. She's wearing her normal attire, which consists of leggings and a band T-shirt with heels. Her hair is down in lose waves, and she put on a little more makeup than normal, something she only did for parties.
"What time does this party start?" Elliot asks.
"Soon." Dani says. "And I need help moving the furniture. I figure we could just move the futon and the coffee table against the wall over there." She says pointing to the wall between the front door and bathroom.
"Good idea. When I pass out later, I'll be right next to the bathroom."
Quinn snorts, while Dani laughs, knowing how true his statement is. Elliot sets down his drink, then help Dani move the futon, then the coffee table.
"How many people are coming to this?" Quinn asks.
"A lot, but not so much that it'll be crowded in here."
She nods. "Good. By the way, fair warning, since this is your doing, you're going to be doing most of the cleaning up tomorrow."
Dani just flips the other blonde the bird, making her laugh. The three friends keep themselves busy up until their guests start arriving. As more people show up, though, Quinn begins to worry if Dani was telling the truth. Their apartment is looking smaller than it had before, even with the furniture moved.
Also while the guests have arrived, all if them have been surprised to see Quinn there, and she's already grown tired of it. It was even enough to get her to drink, which she hadn't planned on doing even after running out of her soda. Quinn is drinking and talking to one of her friends from class, when Dani interrupts them.
"Quinn!" She yells, getting on the tipsy side. "You have to meet my friend. I haven't talked to her in weeks because of finals, and she lives so far away. But we've been friends for years."
Quinn is surprised to hear that. Not that Dani isn't capable of a friendship for so long, but because she was never introduced until now. "Oh, ok. Sure."
Dani takes Quinn by the hand and drags her through the crowd into the kitchen. A brunette has her back to them, looking through the refrigerator for a drink. "S, this is my friend Quinn. Quinn, this is S."
Quinn notes it's an odd nickname, but she doesn't have time to ask how they came about because the woman in front of them turns around and she smiles brightly. "Santana?"
Santana smiles just as big in return. "Quinn? I had no idea when Dani was talking about her roommate, she was talking about you." Dani looks between the two very confused.
Quinn shrugs. "I had no idea either." They hug, still leaving Dani out of the loop.
"What the hell is going on? How do you know each other?"
Quinn blushes while Santana just shrugs. "Around."
Dani tilts her head, taking some time to connect the dots with alcohol in her system. Then her eyes widen when she does. "She's the stranger you had sex with?!" She yells, almost loud enough for everyone to hear.
Quinn glares at her friend. "Do you have to yell all the time?"
"I'm sorry, I'm just shocked. Who knew the first stranger you slept with and it was my friend."
Santana laughs while Quinn shakes her head. "Yes, we established that."
"Dani nods. "What a small world."
"Why is it small?" Brittany asks as she walks in for another beer.
"Hey, Brittany." Dani greets. "How are ya?"
The taller blonde laughs. "I'm still as good since the first time you asked me when we got here."
Dani frowns then mouths an oh. "Right. I might be getting drunk."
Brittany snorts. "Getting?" She asks Santana. The brunette shrugs. "So, why is it a small world?" She asks, changing the subject.
"Oh, you have to hear this, Brittany." Dani says. "Quinn here had sex with a stranger for the first time, and it turns out it was Santana."
Brittany's eyes widen at her roommate. "Well, well, well, it is a small world after all."
Santana notices Quinn blushing and decides she's had enough. "Alright, I think we can drop it now. Lets just have some fun. It's a party."
Dani fist pumps the air. "Yes, it's a party! Lets have a good time!" She yells returning to the living room. Brittany laughs following her while Quinn and Santana stay behind.
"Thanks for that."
Santana nods. "It is kind of crazy, though." She notes.
"Yea, it is. What a coincidence that you're friends with my roommate."
Santana shrugs. "Small world, I guess." She takes a few sips of her beer, then glances into the living room. "Wanna dance?"
Quinn nods. "Sure."
Santana takes Quinn by the hand as they go into the living room, joining the rest of the party, put doesn't put her beer down. With her free hand, she wraps it around Quinn's waste, bringing the blonde closer. Quinn wraps her arms around Santana's neck. It's not exactly a slow song, but not too fast, either. Plus, they both just want to be close to each other.
"So, exactly how long have you known Dani?"
Santana takes another few sips of her beer. "Since high school."
Quinn raises her brows. "Really? Why is it she never mentioned you before, or met you before yesterday?"
"We go to different schools, so our only contact has been texts and phone calls. I don't know why she's never mentioned me before, though. You'll have to ask her."
Quinn and Santana continue to dance for a few more songs. Santana had gotten handsy, but Quinn didn't mind. They stopped when the blonde excused herself to go to the bathroom. When she returned, Santana was no where in sight. As she searches for her, Brittany approaches the blonde.
"Quinn, right?" She nods. "I need someone else on my team."
Quinn furrows her brows, confused. "What for?"
Without an answer, Brittany takes Quinn into another room. A group of drunk are lined up on each side of the table with a cup in front of them. "Flip cup."
Quinn sighs. She really wants to find Santana, preferring she spend the rest of the party with the Latina instead. Quinn loves how the brunette makes her feel. She gets butterflies in her stomach with just a look or smile from her. And when she touches her, she gets a tingle or shiver run up and down her spine.
"Ok, sure. Just one game, though."
Brittany nods then drags Quinn to the table, and shouts she has another teammate. The drunks cheer and holler before starting the game. In the end, however, Quinn is reeled into playing more game than she wanted. It's not easy telling a drunk no, but eventually she gets away from them. When she does, she returns to the living room.
There are other drunks still dancing, but they've grown more daring with the alcohol running through their veins. It makes Quinn cringe, even being tipsy. Even after her encounter with Santana in the subway, she doesn't find two people almost having sex in front of others appealing. As she weaves through the drunks, her heart sinks spotting Santana dancing with another woman.
They're dancing just as intimately as the others in the room, and Quinn doesn't like how it makes her feel, not one bit. Especially with the alcohol in her system. Not wanting to watch them anymore, or feel the unexplained jealousy, Quinn searches for someone to dance with herself. She remembers a blonde had been staring at her all not, and searches for the man.
When she spots him, he is talking to a couple of his friends in the hall. She drags him into the living room without a word, and makes sure they're in Santana's line of vision. He is confused but isn't complaining though, when she starts dancing wit him. If he was sober, he would notice Quinn keeps glancing at Santana.
When he starts getting handsy, Quinn hopes the Latina sees them soon so she doesn't have to dance with him any longer. And it seems luck is on her side when said brunette locks eyes with her. A variety of emotions flash across Santana's face, from confused to hurt to jealousy and even some anger. It only makes Quinn angry.
Santana ditches the other blonde she had been dancing with, and marches over to Quinn. She crosses her arms and glares at the other blonde. "Trouty mouth, what the hell do you think you're doing?"
He narrows his eyes, confused. "Dancing."
She scoffs. "No shit. I thought you and Mercedes are a thing?"
He shrugs. "Were. We're on a break. And she dragged me to dance with her."
Santana looks to Quinn hurt and confused. "Why?"
Quinn stops dancing and also crosses her arms. "Why do you care? Looks like you were having a great time dancing with a different blonde." She says bitterly, showing her jealous side.
"I was just dancing with her so she would leave me alone. It's hard to say no to a drunk."
Quinn sighs, knowing what that is like. "Did you have to dance so close to her?"
"She pulled me close to her, I thought we would be done by the time you got back. I'm sorry, Quinn."
She nods, then turns to the guy she had been dancing with. "Sam, I'm going to dance with Santana now."
He rolls his eyes and walks away. Santana smiles and pulls Quinn into her, pressing heir bodies against each other. "I didn't like seeing you dance with him." She confesses.
Quinn wraps her arms around Santana's neck. "I didn't like seeing you dance with her. So, we're even."
Santana chuckles. "I guess we are."
The girls lean their foreheads together as they dance slowly, even though it's not a slow song. They're too tipsy and too focused on each other to notice. Santana leans in for a tender kiss, but it quickly grows more heated and passionate. The brunette pins Quinn against the wall, then grabs her leg and wraps it around her waist. Out of breath, they pull from the kiss.
"I'm gla-ad it wa-as you." Quinn says.
Santana tilts her head confused, albeit with a smile. "W-What do you mean?"
Quinn takes a deep breath. "I told you, I never had sex with a stranger before, but I'm glad it was you. I don't care if it was a coincidence or not anymore. I'm glad we met, I'm glad you're friends with Dani, and she invited you to this party. And I'm glad I got to see you again." She explains.
Santana's smile grows, showing off her dimples. "I am, too." She reconnects their lips in a passionate kiss, and before they know it, they're looking for an empty room.
The next day, Quinn wakes up naked and wrapped in an equally naked Santana's arms. She smiles and snuggles deeper into the Latina. Santana tightens her hold on the blonde with a deep sigh.
"Morning." The brunette greets.
"Morning."
Santana picks her head up and looks around the room, confused. "Where are we?"
Quinn picks her head up and does the same. Chuckling, she lays back down. "Dani's room."
Santana snorts, also laying back down. "She won't be happy we had sex in her bed."
"Four times to be exact."
Santana chuckles. "You counted?" Quinn nods. "Dork."
The blonde shrugs. "A dork you had sex with four times last night."
Santana continues to laugh shaking her head when Dani walks in, not looking too happy or healthy. "You are washing those sheets."
"Ok." Quinn says.
Dani glares at them both, crossing her arms. "Did you really have to have sex in my room? Why didn't you go in yours?"
Quinn shrugs. "I didn't realize it was your room last night. I was too busy to notice."
Dani cringes. "Please, stop. I'm sick as it is."
"Well, I'm not and I'm hungry and I'm sure Santana is to." The brunette nods. "I'm sure you don't want to see us naked, and I definitely don't want you to see Santana naked, so get the hell out." She half jokes with her friend.
Dani huffs. "Fine." She turns to leave but then pauses, and turns back around. "So, are you two like together now?"
Quinn's eyes widen. She grabs a pillow and throws it at the blonde, but misses since she closes the door.
"Someone is embarrassed." Santana says using her arm to support her head while she looks down at the blonde.
Quinn blushes. "Ugh, I so don't want to have that conversation right now."
Santana repositions herself so she's hovering over Quinn. "Fair enough, we don't have to. But I will say that I like you, and I'd like to get to know you better."
Quinn smiles, biting her lip. "I feel the same way. Plus, I'd also like to continue having sex with you."
Santana laughs then brushes some hair behind Quinn's ear. "I'd like to continue having sex with you, too." She says with a laugh, then sighs. "We can just figure this out as we go. How does that sound?"
Quinn leans up to peck the Latina's lips. "Perfect."
Let me know what you think of the first one shot of Quinntana Week 2015.