Junior Year, Lima, Ohio
"You bunch of pathetic wannabe champions, hit the showers, Sue Sylvester has had enough of your mediocrity."
The tired cheerleaders begin to amble off the field, leaving only Brittany, Santana and Quinn on the field.
"San, Britts, you guys can leave first, Sue wants to talk to me."
"I am not leaving you alone with that crazy woman for a second, Q."
"Lord Tubbington says her cat is the Godfather."
"That woman owns a cat!" Santana shook her head in disbelief. "Poor thing."
"Lord T is scared of Greenberg. I don't think he'll try be a criminal again."
"At least Lord Tubbington has to stop smoking right?" Quinn offers
Brittany seemed content with her reply.
Santana turned toward Brittany. "Hey Britts, Q and I are gonna go talk to Sue, why don't you go get showered first, we'll meet you after."
Brittany nods and hugs them both before bounding off towards the locker room. Santana looks fondly at her retreating figure.
"Blondie! Sandbags! Here now!" barked their coach Sue.
"I'm looking for leadership material for Cheerios captain and I've decided its going to be one of you two."
Quinn and Santana shared an excited look.
"But you have to work for it. Starting today, I want you both to stay back and pack up the equipment. You may begin now."
"Yes coach." The two of them echoed.
As soon as Sue was out of earshot, Santana and Quinn began celebrating.
"I can't believe we are going to..."
Santana grinned. "Let's get all the equipment, get cleaned up and head to BreadStiX to properly celebrate."
Quinn placed the last of her cones into the gym, and jogged back onto the field.
Suddenly a body collided with her pinning her to the ground. "Santana!" Quinn shouted.
Santana grinned happyily and began to tickle Quinn. Quinn squirmed and burst out laughing, gasping for air.
"Stop...San...can't breathe.."
San stopped her assault, giving Quinn enough time to regain her breath. Suddenly Quinn flipped their position, straddling Santana, and then it was on...
Santana struggled, aiming to dislodge Quinn through tickling her. Quinn attempted to grab onto Santana's hands. Using this chance, Santana allowed her hands to be trapped by Quinn's hands but flipped them over, leaving Quinn pinned underneath the Latina.
Quinn realised her mistake and let go of Santana's hands.
"Damn you San!"
Santana grinned again. Quinn bucked her hips and attempted to dislodge the brunette. Her hips arched upwards and collided into Santana's, accidentally grinding them together. Quinn bit her lip, stiffling the loud moan that threatened to escape.
Suddenly Santana's demeanor changed, her eyes shifted from a playful chocolate to a intense darker rich caramel, the dark eyes locked with Quinn's and Quinn could feel Santana's warm breath hitting her mouth.
Santana pinned Quinn below her, she watched as Quinn's pupil dilated, the hazel eyes watching her with an animalistic hunger. Santana felt her whole body blazing with heat. Quinn bit her lip again. Santana's heart went into a crazy frenzy. She felt a tug, it drew her closer to Quinn and her hazel eyes.
Santana's mind was void of all thought except for one: Quinn Fabray was so damn beautiful and fucking hot.
