Sorry this took awhile. I'd make excuses but blah. I'm sure you don't want to hear it. First sentence in and there's already sex. Shh, don't complain.
Quinn stirred awake at the sunlight streaming through the cracks of the curtains, but more so at the hot and wet sensation that enveloped her cock. She jerked her hips when another set of lips kissed up and down her length. "O-oh god… I-it's too early – ah!" She yelped at the harsh suction that tugged at the soft skin of her balls. "Ugh…"
"Are you saying you don't want my mouth?" Rachel removed her tongue from the head of Quinn's cock and pouted up at her. Her fist continued to spread the saliva and precum over her thick and veiny shaft. "Tana, lips off. Quinnie doesn't want us."
"W-what, no! I always want you!" Quinn scrambled to sit up and thread her fingers through Rachel and Santana's hair. "It's just… You caught me by surprise." She remarked, her hands cupping each of their faces with a smile. "It's not every day that I wake up to the hottest blowjob ever with both of you sucking me."
Santana stuck out her tongue and traced the seams of Quinn's testicles. "You're so lucky you're such a sweet talker." She nuzzled the underside of her cock and chuckled as Quinn's thighs trembled. "Rach, let's get to work."
"Mmkay!" It all happened too fast for Quinn. Her cockhead speared the back of Rachel's throat and her balls were sucked into Santana's mouth. Quinn's abs twitched and she leaned back on her elbows to see Rachel and Santana's faces against her cock. She moaned, more precum trickling out of her tip. Rachel bobbed her head as she swallowed in big gulps so that her throat muscles would convulse against Quinn while Santana's harsh sucks tugging at her balls made her weak and whimpering.
"God – I can't even last…" Quinn chuckled to herself as she combed her fingers through her golden hair. She watched wide-eyed at the head of her cock outlining itself against Rachel's cheek and moaned when Santana kissed it. "Fuck, that's so –"
Rachel took her mouth away from Quinn's cock but continued jacking her off. "I love sucking your cock, Quinnie." She licked the underside of her penis while Santana did the same thing. Their tongues touched as it danced around Quinn's length until they met at the tip where they began to kiss, with Quinn's cockhead in between their lips.
"Oh – oh." Quinn clenched her fist against the sheets. She felt her balls swelling against Santana's touch and it took all of her will-power to yank her cock away from their mouths. "F-Fuck, I don't want to come just yet—"
"No. Tana, pin her down." Rachel ordered, and Santana used her body to keep Quinn's hips still as they continued to make out against the tip of her dick. Quinn's abs trembled, surrendering her come against her girlfriends' mouths. It spurted out in thick, white ropes all over their cheeks. Quinn gasped and sobbed at the sight.
Collapsing against the bed with her arm over her eyes, Quinn attempted to regain her breath as Rachel and Santana crawled up beside her. She chanced a peek at her girlfriends, only to groan and cover her eyes again. "You're both so fucking hot I can't even –"
Rachel giggled and reached by her bedside to wipe away the come on her and Santana's face. "You can look now. We're not covered by your hot come anymore."
"Stop talking, Rach…" Quinn whimpered.
"But Quinnie, you still have to repay us." Santana reached down to pick up Quinn's penis, stroking her slick length until it was stiff once more. "Don't you want to plunge this thick cock –" She slapped it against Quinn's abs. "Inside Rachel? Don't you want to feel how hot and wet she is?" Rachel smirked and kissed her way down Quinn's body, her tongue dipping inside her navel. "Don't you want to come inside her until she bursts with your thick – "
"Fucking hell…" Quinn's cock was now fully erect and dripping precum down its length. She was still covering her eyes so when she didn't feel or hear Rachel or Santana all over her, Quinn opened her eyes to see them. They were in all fours, ass displayed right in front of Quinn.
"You're trying to kill me." Quinn scrambled to kneel behind Rachel and Santana. She palmed both ass cheeks and relished how smooth it felt and how it bounced. "You both want me dead, right? And this is how you're planning on murdering me."
"Yes." Rachel looked over her shoulder as she wiggled her butt. "But you have to make us come first before dying, 'kay Quinnie?"
"Fuck yeah…" Quinn settled herself behind Rachel. She grabbed the base of her cock and slapped the underside against her ass, groaning at the slapping noises and the jiggling. God, the jiggling. Quinn gulped and slid the tip along Rachel's crack, before sliding her cock inside Rachel's dripping pussy.
Not being able to resist Santana's displayed ass, she spanked her with every thrust into Rachel until her tanned skin was red and blushing. "Fuck – I…" Drops of Quinn's sweat dripped down her body that she couldn't say anything past Rachel or Santana's name. She kept repeating it like a pleasure mantra that would somehow prevent her from exploding early.
"Spread your ass for me, Tana?" Quinn half-begged, half-whispered as her hips pumped in rapid strokes into Rachel. Her face was pressed against the pillows and her cries muffled by soft cotton. Santana reached behind her to grab her flesh with both hands to display her puckered hole that was convulsing in excitement.
Quinn scooped up some of Santana's abundant wetness from her pussy with her fingers, which she brought up to her ass. Smearing it against her asshole, Quinn used one finger to stretch the tight ring of muscles until she was loose enough for her second finger.
"Harder Q." Santana gasped as she moved against Quinn's fingers. "Fuck my tight ass."
"O-okay…" Quinn matched the sharpness of her cock's thrusts with her fingers. She curled her fingers and changed the angle of her cock until she was hitting sensitive areas inside her girls'. "A-any of you coming anytime soon?" She panted.
"Yessss!" Rachel hissed. She turned her head and tugged Santana's hair to kiss her roughly, spit dripping out of their joined mouths. "R-right there, Quinn. Fuck me right there!"
Quinn's eyes widened at the sudden tight, wet heat that gripped her cock. Rachel's come gushed around her, and so her own orgasm was triggered. She came hard that she felt the tension out of her bones escape her as she shot her load into Rachel's cunt. "Oh fucking shit." Without stopping to regain her breathing, Quinn pulled out of Rachel and moved behind Santana. She slapped her round ass and lowered her head to lick up from Santana's dripping pussy to her asshole.
"Mmmn!" Santana moaned against Rachel's lips. Quinn used her thumbs to part the lips of Santana's cunt, dipping her tongue inside her hole and humming at the taste. Her fingers were still in her tight asshole, pounding and stretching and pressing at her sensitive walls. "Quinn, fuck Quinn!"
"You gonna come for Quinn's tongue?" Quinn heard Rachel growl into Santana's ear. Rachel moved beside Quinn to watch her fingers going in and out of Santana's ass. She popped her finger in her mouth until it was shiny with her own saliva, before pointing it toward Santana's asshole. Quinn watched with her tongue still lapping at Santana's juices, as Rachel entered Santana with her finger along with the two Quinn already had inside her.
"Oh my god!" Santana arched her back and a stream of steady Spanish curses flew out of her mouth as she came. Her juices flooded Quinn's mouth. She felt Rachel beside her so she moved to the side so that Rachel could share. They slid their tongue against Santana's folds as she thrashed before them.
With the strength Rachel possessed, she flipped Santana over and spread her legs as wide as they could go – almost at an angle of 180o. Quinn pulled back the hood over her clit and Rachel kissed her with that twitching bead in between their lips.
"Fucking oh my fuck!" Santana's toes curled and her fists gripped blonde in one hand and brunette in the other. "I'm fucking coming again!"
Rachel entered Santana with two fingers, curling them upwards so that she can ride out the aftershocks that caused her body to tremble. Santana panted, her chest heaving as Quinn moved up to kiss her nipples. She nuzzled her breasts and sighed at the softness. Rachel settled beside Santana, her fingers sucked inside her mouth.
"You taste so good, Tana." Rachel pecked her mouth and entangled her limbs with her two girlfriends.
"Does she?" Quinn lifted her head and curled her finger in a come-hither motion. "Let me taste." She cupped the back of Rachel's head and pulled her in for a sloppy kiss that was pure tongue and teeth, strings of saliva connecting them together.
Santana groaned at what was taking place before her so she propped herself up and kissed Rachel and Quinn's mouths. A chorus of groans escaped them and for a few minutes, they kissed each other, tongues playing and lapping at each other's tastes.
"I love you both." Santana mumbled as she slumped back on the bed.
"We love you too, Tana." Rachel smiled and kissed her cheek. "C'mon. Let's have breakfast at the Lima Bean." She ran her fingers through Quinn's hair and kissed her nose. "Of course we should shower first." Rachel looked down and Santana and Quinn followed her gaze. Both groaned at the sight of dried-up come that streaked along tan thighs.
"Yeah, shower sounds good…" Quinn gulped and sat up. Grabbing her girls' hands in hers, she pulled them into the shower so that they can wash up and start their day.
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Santana drove them to the Lima Bean, which was brimming with late morning coffee drinkers and teenagers that had nothing better to do than hang out in a coffee shop. They caught sight of Sebastian, barely avoiding him in favour of a table by a secluded corner. Rachel rose up to order for them – a breakfast sandwich with extra bacon for Quinn, a croissant for Santana, and a vegan blueberry muffin for herself – and coffee.
"What do you want to do today?" Quinn asked as she took a big bite of her sandwich. "We could go watch a movie."
"I want to stay outdoors before we spend it inside for the rest of the night." Rachel said with a smirk. "Any ideas?"
"Rink is still open." Santana suggested as she downed the rest of her coffee before even starting on her croissant. "I know we all have skates so we can pick those up and just skate for the day. It's not that cold either, so it would be nice."
Quinn and Rachel nodded in excitement. "Mmkay then." Santana said with a smile.
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With their skates in the trunk, they parked the car near the one of the five rinks that Lima has. They sat on a park bench as they tied on their skates; Quinn tying Rachel's for her as she was too excited to even bother herself with it.
"I'm so excited! I haven't gone skating in forever! I always went with my dads but we haven't gone since I was in middle school so –"
"And yet your skates still fit you." Quinn double-knotted the bright pink skates one last time before rising up to her feet. "C'mon."
Santana was already by the edge of the rink, waiting for her girlfriends. Majority of the skaters were children, some adults who were probably parents, and a few high school kids who were probably younger than they were. Oddly enough, she couldn't find it in herself to care, as long as she was with Rachel and Quinn.
"Ready?" Quinn asked Rachel who was already wobbling when she had yet to touch ice. "Tana and I won't let you fall, we promise."
"We won't." Santana reaffirmed. With a small smile, Rachel grabbed each of their hands in hers and slid into the ice with them.
"Oh my goodness." Rachel giggled happily as they circled the perimeter of the ice rink, avoiding little kids smoothly as Santana steered them. "This is so fun! We should skate more often!"
Santana chuckled. "Whatever you want, baby girl."
"You think we can let go of you now?" Quinn asked. The question made Rachel tense up and she almost lost her balance. Thankfully, Santana grabbed her by the waist so she wouldn't fall. "I guess not."
"Take it slow, Q. We have all day."
"Yeah, sorry…" Quinn took Rachel's hand again and kissed her gloved hand. "I didn't mean to rush, baby."
"It's okay." Rachel replied with a sheepish grin. "Just hold my hand, okay? Tana?"
"Of course." They both nodded and kissed either of Rachel's cheek, causing her to explode in happy giggles. Quinn grinned at Santana as they twirled, three people in love dancing and ignoring the world.
"Excuse me, will you please stop that? Little kids are watching." A middle-aged lady called out with a girl that looked like her daughter. She was watching Quinn, Rachel and Santana with wide eyes as they skated around them.
"Stop what?" Santana demanded. "Stop kissing my girlfriends?"
The lady's features transformed from disgust to horrified in a matter of a second. "G-girlfriends? How dare you three defile this town with your disgusting –"
Santana let go of Rachel's hand and slid over to where the woman was. "Look, lady. I'm in love. With a girl, yeah. Two of them, in fact. There's nothing wrong or even anything remotely disgusting with that. They make me happy." She stressed the word, her eyes boring deep into the woman who stared at her in shock. "If you think we're a bad influence to your daughter, you're wrong."
She looked at the toddler with softness in her eyes. "Love is love is love is love, okay?"
"That was so sweet of you, Tana." Rachel murmured; her hand clasped with hers as soon as she made her way back to them.
"Yeah, well." Santana shrugged and skated along the length of the rink. "I'm tired of hiding and the looks and how people think we're infecting young minds and all that shit. We're not. They're the ones infecting kids with their dumbass hate."
Rachel and Quinn smiled at each other, and without another word about what happened, they enjoyed the rest of their day in circles and in warm touches from one another.
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By lunch time, the three of them were exhausted and famished, so they headed to Breadstix. They were immediately served because of Santana's influence, menus in front of them with vegan selections for Rachel. Again, thanks to Santana.
After ordering, their six hands interlocked in the middle of the table. They talked about their plans after eating, songs they want to sing for Glee club, and the newest musicals playing on Broadway as they speak. Breadstix was bustling with lunchtime goers, so they did not see Finn walk in with Mike and Sam.
"Hey Rach. W-what are you doing with Quinn a-and Santana?" Finn demanded as he took the table that was beside theirs. "You broke up with me to hang out with them!"
"Dude, what the heck are you talking about?" Mike cocked his brow. "They've been dating for like, the longest time."
"What?"
"And we thought he was just slow. He's actually frozen in time." Quinn massaged her forehead. By then their food arrived and they began to eat while ignoring Finn.
"But Raaaaach." Finn whined. He looked millimeters away from stomping his feet and throwing a tantrum. "We belong together! I – we're the leads in Glee club! They can't sing with you like I can! Cuz they're – they're girls and stuff!"
Rachel swallowed the bite of pasta in her mouth and set her fork down. "Finn, we broke up last year."
"And I can sing better than you." Santana scoffed. "You can't even reach those high Broadway notes so don't talk about being able to keep up with Rachel."
"Well, I'm a guy so you can't sing those duets with her!"
Quinn sighed and set her double bacon cheeseburger down on her plate. "Basically, no one cares, Finn. Rachel's our girlfriend now, not yours."
"I can still fight for her!"
"You really can't." Santana hissed. "She's happy with us. Don't be a scumbag – oh wait, too fucking late! Get outta here, Hudson. We're on a date."
"But –" His face crumpled and reddened until he started fuming. "Would you just, for a second, think about us? And what we could be to each other?"
Rachel stared up at him with big brown eyes, and for half a second, Finn looked hopeful. "No, Finn. Leave me alone. I'm in love with Quinn and Santana, and whatever you think you can offer me, they can give it to me as well."
"They – they can't give you kids!" Finn blurted out, and at this, Quinn and Santana broke out into fits of laughter. "W-what? Why are you guys laughing?"
"Nothing, it's just that you're a big, dumb idiot." Santana spat. "Seriously, Hudson. Let us enjoy our lunch. Without your ugly, gassy baby face would be nice."
Finn took a deep breath and clenched his fists. "Fine. You better be sure about that cuz I'm not gonna wait for you anymore for like, ever." By some miracle, he didn't kick any chairs or tables as he walked out of Breadstix. Mike and Sam sighed and apologized for him, before following Finn out of the restaurant.
For the rest of their time eating, Quinn and Santana were wrapped up in conversation while Rachel sat in silence, her fork toying with her food and her cheek resting against her palm. They finished lunch, looks of worry traded between Quinn and Santana even after Rachel said she was perfectly fine. It was about time they went home.
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Rachel was still silent by the time they were in her bedroom and lounging on her bed. The Food Network was on, but Santana was only paying half of her attention. Rachel was on her laptop, and Quinn was reading on Rachel's bed. There was silence, and it wasn't the soothing kind.
"Okay, seriously. What is going on?" Santana demanded as she turned off the television. "Rach, are you pissed at us? Did we do something wrong?"
"No, it's not your fault. It's no one's fault." Rachel reassured them. Her voice was clipped and she refused to look at Quinn and Santana. She walked towards the door only to be called back. "I'm just going downstairs for a glass of water. Please… Please don't follow me. I know you want to, Santana, but please don't."
Quinn and Santana watched her back disappear with matching sighs escaping their lungs. "Man, and today was going so well…" Santana ran her fingers through her hair. She grabbed Quinn's hand and played with her fingers. "What do you think is happening in her head right now?"
"I have no idea…" Santana kissed Quinn's knuckles before twisting her body to nuzzle into her. "Maybe it had something to do with that treant again? Rachel's really bugged about his existence, y'know? I don't really know why."
"It can't be that she still has feelings for him." Quinn remarked as she curled against Santana, her lips sliding against her tanned neck as she spoke. "She always reassured us that she doesn't and I believe her. We should just let her talk to us. Whenever she's ready."
Santana smiled and whispered a soft 'yeah' until simultaneous texts alerts went off from their phones. They reached for their phones and read the text that Rachel sent them.
'Go to the basement, please.'
Quinn and Santana looked at one another before scrambling out of the bed to head down the stairs to the basement. The lights were off, save for the beam of light that illuminated the stage. It was empty, however.
"Rach? Baby girl, where are you?" Santana called out when they reached the final step. "We got your text and –"
The clacking sound of heels made her stop talking, and the sight of Rachel in nothing but black booty shorts, and a pink tanktop along with black heels that had straps snaking up to wrap around her ankles. Santana and Quinn licked their lips simultaneously.
Rachel smiled demurely, which really just made her look smug. "Sit down on the couch." She ordered them, and in less than five seconds, their butts were already settled. Rachel chuckled and stood in the middle of the stage, the light shining down at her. "I'm sure I worried you two with my… silence earlier."
"Worried is too weak a word for what you made Tana feel, Rach."
"Damn right."
"I know, I know." Rachel sighed and walked over to the stereo where her iPod was hooked up. "I'm here to apologize. In song."
"Uhh…" Quinn glanced at Santana and shook her head. "Baby, what –"
Sultry jazz played and Rachel's hips sashayed back and forth with a smile playing at the corner of her mouth. There were no words to the song and there were no words that could form in Quinn and Santana's brain. Rachel stole them all.
Her fingertips trailed down her caramel skin, outlining the shape of her collarbones. Her touch crept lower between the smooth skin of her breasts, her hips never failing to move in time with the undulations of the music. Quinn felt herself harden, and Santana felt her panties soak through. Nothing turned them on as much as music and Rachel combined.
Rachel turned around and bent over, her ass displayed for her girlfriends. Her hand glided up the length of her legs and she lifted the hem of her tanktop up to show the patch of skin of her lower back. Quinn and Santana's jaws dropped and there was drool on the corner of their mouths. Rachel swung her hips to and fro as she approached her girlfriends.
She cupped their cheeks, her fingertips tracing their jaw before she moved away from their reach. Rachel turned around again, her hands playing with her shorts. Rachel sashayed her hips as she pulled her shorts slowly, slowly, until her thong and her plush ass was shown.
"Oh fuck…" Quinn mumbled as she palmed her cock through her pants. "Rach…"
"Baby girl… We gotta touch you." Santana growled.
"No." Rachel hummed as she threw her shorts to the side. She faced them once more, her fist bunched up on the edge of her tanktop. The fabric was lifted up enough to show Rachel's navel, and then it disappeared from sight again. "What should I remove first? My panties? Or my tanktop?"
"Thong."
"Tanktop."
Rachel cocked her brow and sighed. Her hips still moved in languid circles as she approached Quinn and Santana. "How about both?"
"Oh god, yes please." Quinn murmured, reaching out to yank Rachel's thong off her hips. Rachel giggled and allowed her, so Santana tugged her tanktop to see that she wasn't wearing a bra. Rachel cupped her own tits and moved her legs to fully remove her thong.
"Rachel, enough teasing." Santana gripped her by the wrist and pulled her on top of her lap as Quinn pulled her legs on top of her own lap. "You can tell us what's been bothering you, you know? We love you."
Quinn's thumbs pressed on the arch of Rachel's foot, eliciting a groan from the singer's lips. "Tell us what bothers you, baby girl."
Rachel tilted her head back so that Santana could suck on her pulse point in a better angle. "N-nothing… It's nothing—oh…"
"Rach…" Santana growled. She sank her teeth into the supple flesh, a sharp, strangled cry squeezing past Rachel's throat. "Tell us."
"I…" She took a deep breath and rested her forehead against Santana's temple. Quinn's hands were still roaming all over her calves and ankles, massaging her with a firm hand. "Finn… Finn ruined our date." Rachel finally stuttered out.
"That's not your fault." Quinn said. "It's as you said. Finn ruined our date, not you."
"Yes, but—"
"No. No more buts except for yours." Santana spanked Rachel's ass and moaned as it bounced against her hand. "You understand? That's how you'll repay us."
"O-okay…"
Quinn and Santana glanced at each other with a small smirk on their faces; Santana carried Rachel to center stage, the beam of light kept the surface warm. Quinn redirected the light so that Rachel wouldn't strain her eyes and knelt in between Rachel's legs. Santana was sitting above Rachel's mouth, her fingers tugging at her stiff nipples.
"Fuck, Rachel…" Quinn licked her lips and stripped herself free of her sweater and her pants. Once she was naked, she pumped her cock to teetering hardness, rubbing it against Rachel's inner thighs. "I love you so much baby…"
Santana moved her pussy away from Rachel's mouth and leaned in to kiss her with a moan at the taste on her lips and tongue. Quinn slapped her thick cock against Rachel's clit, making her shudder. Her tip nudged against her soaked entrance.
"Quinn, please baby… just fuck me!"
"Shh…" Quinn watched her cock glide in between Rachel's pussy lips. She humped her fast and hard, precum leaking out of her and dripping down her shaft to make her thrusts easier and slicker. She slid two fingers inside Rachel. She was so wet and hot that the shimmer of her juices against fingers made her cock twitch.
"I want to see this." Santana moved beside Quinn and wrapped her arms around her pale waist, her hand pumping her cock slowly from behind. Quinn gasped out and struggled to focus on fingering Rachel's hole. Once Rachel was shaking and whimpering for Quinn's cock, she pulled her fingers out of her pussy and pumped her cock with her come. Santana's soft mouth kissed all over Quinn's shoulders and neck, her hand directing the tip of her cock into Rachel's slick entrance.
"Fuck her hard and fast. Don't take your time." Santana ordered and pushed her hips forward to make Quinn plunge her dick inside Rachel's cunt. They both groaned – Rachel at the initial shock of being filled and Quinn at the pleasure burning through her nerves. Santana urged Quinn to start moving, her hips slamming into Rachel's at a fiery pace that the little singer arched and cried out, coming.
"Oh my god!" Quinn barked out, her grip on Rachel's thighs tightening until bruises in shape of her fingers formed. "Shit, you're so hot and wet and—"
"Keep going." Rachel's breath hitched as she looked up at Quinn and her beautiful hazel eyes. Behind Quinn, Santana was smirking. "You heard our baby girl, Quinnie. Fuck her. Make her come again."
"Y-yes! Just like that baby…" Quinn leaned forward to shove her tongue inside Rachel's mouth. Behind her, Santana moved away to hover beside Rachel's head, her pussy so close to Quinn and Rachel's joined lips. Quinn pulled away to kiss Santana's navel, so she could lower her pussy again over Rachel's mouth. Rachel moaned at the taste that then flooded her tongue as she lapped up the wetness.
Quinn's hips never stopped moving as the tightness became worse for her cock. She was so close, and the sight of Rachel eating Santana's pussy as she humped and whimpered made her even closer. Her lips brushed lower, against Santana's clit and it made her buck against her violently.
"Oh baby, please… Clit—" Santana sobbed when Quinn's lips latched onto her clit Rachel's tongue sliding into her pussy. It was too much at once that no all three of them just choked up and cried out as their orgasms rushed through them. It caught them by surprise and Quinn groaned as her come shot out of her cock in thick spurts into Rachel's pussy.
"Fuck… W-what just happened?" Santana panted as she moved away from Rachel's mouth. She giggled at the mess on Rachel's mouth and the dazed smile on her face.
"We all came together." Rachel murmured; her arms wrapped around Quinn's neck to keep her close. She didn't like it when Quinn's come leaked out of her so she often remained plugged with Quinn's limp cock for the rest of the night. "That was…"
"Beautiful, that's what it was." Quinn murmured and kissed all over Rachel's neck and lips, tasting Santana all over her skin. She rolled to her side and Santana completed their Rachel sandwich. "You don't need to seduce us to forgive you, you know?" She told Rachel while she tucked a lock of her hair behind her ear.
Santana hummed and kissed Rachel's shoulder blades. "Yeah, Quinn's right, though we're not complaining, baby girl. It's just unnecessary, you know? But we love it. We love you."
"I know." Rachel sighed and nuzzled underneath Quinn's neck as her fingers locked with Santana's hand that was on top of her waist. "But I love making it up to you two."
Quinn and Santana chuckled and sighed, their eyelids dropping as their energy was drained from their very bodies. They fell asleep on the stage, their bodies keeping each other warm. Quinn knew that they should go upstairs but she was far too comfortable to move.
She kissed Rachel's forehead and pulled Santana closer by the hip and soon fell asleep.
Next chapter is last chapter! That one has like, pure sex... :|