A/N: This is small drabble side story to my "A Very Glee Spring Break." This scene is set between chapter six (which was just posted, so read it first) and the upcoming chapter seven. This scene will not be included in chapter seven, but may be referenced to since it marks the change in this specific relationship. Enjoy the sweetness that is sweet!


Everyone else was out for the night or already in bed when Nick and Jeff found Quinn and asked her to join them in the living room to watch a movie. The only light on in the living room when the trio entered from the stairs was the faint glow that emanated from the television where a movie was already in and ready to watch. Nick took a spot on one of the couches, resting his body on the arm of the leather furnishing before pulling Quinn by the hand and settling her next to him as Jeff took his spot on the floor, his back resting between Nick's legs.

Deciding to just let things happen, Quinn resigned herself to sitting next to Nick and didn't fuss when he pulled her close, her slim figure seeming to fit perfectly next to his. She watched as Nick let a hand tangle in Jeff's hair, smiling softly when the other boy relaxed into the touch and she suddenly found herself wishing that hand was threading its way through her own blonde locks.

The trio sat in comfortable silence as they watched the drama unfold on the large screen; no words needing to be said. About halfway through, Quinn noticed that Nick had somehow managed to move his attention from Jeff's scalp to her own and she couldn't stop the soft moan that escaped as talented fingers wound around her neck, massaging the tense muscles she hadn't realized were there. Lips met hers and her eyes fluttered shut, parting her own lips to allow Nick access to her mouth, his tongue immediately seeking out hers.

The girl groaned in frustration when Nick's lips left hers, her eyes flying open to see just why she had been abandoned. Jeff was straddled on Nick's lap, his dyed blonde hair falling across their faces, nearly blocking Quinn's view of the pair heatedly making out in front of her. The sight before her was breathtaking; it was obvious the boys were in a familiar position, comfortable and easy with each other and their actions. Unsure if this was something she should see or not and slightly uncomfortable with the fact that scene was making her feel things she certainly should not be feeling, the girl began to back away and was nearly off the couch when two pairs of eyes met hers and two separate strong arms pulled her back onto the couch.

Blue and brown eyes met her green and for a moment it felt as if the earth had decided to stand still; her heart skipped a beat before pounding so hard it felt as if it were going to burst free from her chest. She was unable to fully register two pairs of lips brushing against hers, and felt as if her feet never touched the ground as she was lead upstairs, movie forgotten.

Four hands caressed her, loved her, cared for her while two pairs of lips kissed, bite, suckled and marked her pale skin. When it was all over and one head of dark hair and another blonde mingled with her own and with different arms holding her close, Quinn knew she was home.