Under the Sheets
OUTTAKES
DAY 8
Tina could only shake her head when she heard Quinn and Santana sing a duet in the shower one morning, her best friend´s amused laughter was sounding through the house and she was surprised to find out that the blonde seemed to be even happier than she had previously thought.
Thinking that Santana Lopez (of all people) was the reason for said happiness was something she still had trouble believing though.
DAY 15
It was just past nine when the front door opened and they heard Quinn trudge into the house.
Santana immediately got up and walked over to her wife.
For a few long moments Tina watched them as they embraced, and for the first time she actually felt a bit like an intruder. It was rare to see Santana be simply a loving wife, who welcomed her spouse with a smile and a warm hug after a hard day at work. Actually it was quite a bit surreal.
Quinn slowly walked into the living room and more or less fell to the couch while Santana had disappeared into the kitchen to warm up her dinner.
"What´s wrong with you?" Tina asked her best friend, when Quinn let out a pitiful little groan.
"Long day and back pain," the blonde got out and turned her head to look at her friend.
"It´s what she gets for just sitting in front of a monitor all day," Santana said standing in the kitchen doorway.
"I have meetings and such too, you know?" Quinn grumbled.
"You should work out more. I bet it would help with your back pain, and your ass could use some work out as well."
Tina gasped, "You did not just say that?"
So much for being a loving wife.
"See what I have to put up with every day?" Quinn asked from her place on the couch, "She´s verbally abusing me all the time."
"Don´t be such a baby, you don´t mind if I verbally pleasure you, now do you?"
"That´s completely different, Santana. Completely different."
Not even wanting to know what exactly her friends were talking about Tina just made a face.
"Do you want me to give a massage till your food is ready?"
"Yes, please!"
"Alright, then shut up and let me work my magic," Santana said importantly as she took a seat next to Quinn. "This would be way hotter if Tina wasn´t here," she noted, "and if we were naked in the tub."
DAY 24
Ted -one of their neighbors- seemed very interested in Tina.
"Is she seeing someone? Or is she like your plaything?" He asked Santana one evening while they sat on the patio enjoying the evening sun and a cold beer.
"Quinn is my plaything," Santana told him with a smirk, "my only plaything," she added just to make sure there was no misunderstanding.
"Lucky you," Ted replied grinning and clinked his beer bottle against hers. "So she´s single?"
"Yup. Want me to introduce you? You could join us for dinner tomorrow night. We were thinking about having a little barbeque."
"Yeah, sure."
Day 25
Quinn had no idea how a small dinner with friends had turned into a BBQ with most of their neighbors which had turned into a party which had lead to Santana nearly fucking her on the dining table (that wasn´t out of the ordinary, but having an audience definitely was (at least for her, she didn´t want to speak for Santana on that matter)).
"Just pretend we´re not here," Jeremy, another one of their neighbors, told her when he caught Quinn´s eyes and took a sip of his beer. "Please continue."
With an eye role Quinn pushed Santana off of her and got off the table.
"Hey! I was just getting started!" Her wife complained, completely oblivious to the three guys watching them.
"Being a porn star might be a child hood dream of yours, but I won´t have sex with other people in attendance."
Santana huffed still sitting on the table. "Okay, number one: that was really mean. Number two," she turned to the guys,"show´s over, so why don´t you leave and spend the rest of the night with your hand and some bad internet porn like you usually do?"
As the guys left the room Santana jumped onto Quinn´s back for a piggyback ride, "to the bedroom!" She called her finger pointing down the hall.
After they had made their way to the bedroom Quinn unceremoniously dropped her wife to the bed and crawled on top of her.
"You´re so gorgeous," Santana whispered almost in awe as she traced Quinn´s deep pink colored lips.
In a matter of seconds Santana had pulled off her shirt and gotten rid of her bra.
"There´s still a dozen people in our house," Quinn argued weakly when she felt her wife´s hands on her ass and her lips working on her neck.
"I told Tina to get rid of them at midnight or I´d get rid of her."
"Good enough for me," the blonde decided after a moment and let Santana push her on her back to have some fun.
DAY 33
Santana stood to the side behind the bar, busy framing an article to put on the wall.
"What´s that?" Tina asked as she took the seat closest to Santana.
"More evidence that my coffee´s the best," the Latina said and showed her friend the now framed article of some coffee magazine Tina had never heard of before.
There was a picture of Santana´s store and in highlighted letters: Coffee &co. offers by far the best coffee on the East Coast and if you´re a coffee-fan living in the Boston area this is the place to be for you.
"You´re such an overachiever," Tina noted.
"Sounds like someone doesn´t want free coffee anymore," Santana replied while she put the article on the wall, next to at least another dozen framed newspaper clippings.
"I didn´t mean it like that… I´ve always supported you and I´m a big fan of your coffee!"
"I´m not sure if you know this, CC, but simply drinking it when you get it for free is not really supportive, it´s actually kind of the opposite."
"Whatever, you married rich. Now can you get me a cappuccino?"
"But of course, Cohen-Loser."
"Sometimes I really dislike you," Tina said making a face. "But I still want my cappuccino!"
Tina decided not to comment on the monkey Santana had artfully put on top of her beverage.
DAY 51
"Don´t put your feet on the table, Cookie."
They were watching TV in the living room and Quinn had her head in her wife´s lap while Tina occupied the love seat.
"You know I just realized that the two of you give the expression ´caught with one´s hands in the cookie jar´ a whole new meaning, if you know what I mean."
It took Quinn a moment to get what Tina was referring too, and when she finally did she only rolled her eyes and gave Santana, who had immediately started laughing, a shove.
"You´re obviously spending too much time around Santana," Quinn noted dryly, "and I don´t like it."
"Oh come on, babe that was like the funniest thing she said in weeks."
"Yeah, funny for the vulgar. And Tina: no more wine for you today."
Two comedians in the house were simply too much for Quinn.
A/N: Once again this isn´t proofread, I´m sorry. And this is for the person who missed the outtakes, I hope you (and everybody else) enjoy them. :)
A new part should be up sometime next week I think, but no promises. Thank you guys for reading. :D
