ALL IN - CHAPTER 10 part 1

WHO: Sam Evans and Quinn Fabray

WHERE: McKinley High

WHEN: Mid April

DISCLAIMER:I do not own a single solitary thing related to Glee or the songs mentioned.

When Sam and Quinn left the Radisson, they dropped Tina and Mike off since Sam had his car. He pulled up in front of Quinn's house and walked her to her front door.

"Thank you Sam for such a lovely evening…" she leaned up and kissed him on the cheek.

"I love you so much Q." He gently kissed her on the lips, lingering there for a bit. "I want you to have this…" He took his pink rose boutonniere off his jacket and handed it to her.

"Sam…you've made me the happiest girl in the world…I love you too."

He assured her he'd text her before bed that night and watched her go into her house. Her mother was not even home from a weekend get-away with her new boyfriend so Quinn really had no one to share with how the prom was or the fact that she and Sam had made up. She still had his pink rose boutonniere in her hand so she immediately pressed it between the pages of her personal bible in her room. She then got out of her prom clothes and hit the shower, though the thought of washing his scent off her kind of bummed her out a bit.

Also: Another bummer…she had started her period…jesus…she was so relieved it had held off one more day and not started the night of prom….good god. She watched some TV before starting in on some homework. When he texted her around 10 pm, her heart just swelled seeing his text and later she slept very well for the second night in a row. She texted him back, "Missed you tonite…wishing your lips were on mine…will have sweet dreams of you…you have all of me Samuel."

He went on home after dropping Quinn off; his parents and siblings were out having brunch. He hopped in the shower and then noticed her scent was on his suit from the night before. He was just constantly smiling, especially when thinking of looking in her eyes the night before, saying her name on her lips, thinking of how at one point he couldn't tell where he ended and she began, thinking of her when he gave her his pink rose at her door. The way her eyes lit up when he handed her the boutonniere, that was the best thing, and he made a mental note to thank his mom again when they got home.

Also, before he forgot, he grabbed a handful of those ultra-thin condoms from his room and ran out to his car and stashed them in the glove box…was not going to be unprepared again. He added a couple to his wallet also.

He watched some TV and played video games and then checked what homework he had to do. He knew he had basketball practice every night the upcoming week, so he decided to go outside and practice his free throws before it got dark.

His family returned home and asked him about the prom and Quinn. He told his mom that Quinn had worn pink and he had given her his boutonniere as a memento (she had remembered Quinn mentioning pink being her favorite color so she had chosen a pink rose for Sam hoping Quinn would wear pink). His dad asked him if they had made up; Sam told him that they had talked and figured out that there had been a huge misunderstanding, how they had danced to Only You and how he had missed kissing her. He wasn't sure how much he should divulge to his dad; he thought his dad probably knew what had happened since Sam had not come home.

"I'm happy for you Sam…we do like Quinn."

Right before bed, Sam was in his room, sliding her promise ring on his pinky finger. He texted Quinn, "Did your mom get home Q?" He didn't like the thought of her being home alone. She texted back that yes, she had returned a couple hours earlier. Sam looked at the promise ring. "So happy Q…I'll see you in the morning…sweet dreams…I love you…" He fell asleep wearing the promise ring.

The next morning, Quinn stood at her locker, getting her books ready for her morning classes, dropping off the ones from the weekend, hoping she'd see Sam before her first class. Then, she felt his presence behind her.

He pressed as close as he could to her (not too close since it was the hallway at school), wrapping an arm around her waist, whispering at her ear, "Good morning Q…"

Her knees literally got weak, hearing his voice in her ear, feeling his touch. She felt a smile on her lips; she turned to face him. Their lips met; she wanted so bad to slip him tongue but had to keep it chaste there at school.

"G'morning Sam…" she whispered. They parted; he took her in for a moment.

"I'm glad I got to see you before school…walk you to class?"

"I would love that."

He took her books and then her hand in his free hand. "So, I'm not sure if I'll see you before Glee Club and then I have ball practice after school until around 7ish…it's kinda gonna be that way all week because of the sweet 16 this weekend."

She said, "I'll just have to survive this week until we can spend more time together…it'll be hard though…"

"So hard…" he whispered.

They reached her first class and the warning bell rang, 5 minutes until class began. "Q, I'd be so honored if you'd please wear this again." He had set down her books and his backpack and was holding her right hand in his. She looked down at their hands and saw the promise ring on his pinky.

She teared up, "I would be very honored, Sam Evans." He took it off his pinky and slipped it on her right ring finger. She loved how the little diamond shone, how the ring felt warm on her finger from his warmth.

He kissed her lightly on the lips and said, "Oh god, love you Q…it's yours to keep."

"Thank you Sam…I love it…and love you. Don't be late…I'll see you in Glee…" She stood on her tiptoes to kiss him. He picked up her books, handed them to her, and watched her disappear into her class. He smiled at her from the door and took off for his class, feeling insanely great that she was wearing his ring again.

The school day passed slowly until they met up again in Glee. Mr. Schue was happy to see them sitting together again and the rest of the group seemed to be in good spirits, as well. With the semi-state basketball tournament coming up soon and three of his Glee Club kids on the team (Sam, Finn, and Mike), he decided to make that week's assignment hopefully an easy one. "This week, Glee Club, we are going to focus on songs that make us feel good," he started the class by writing "Feel Good" on the big white board. "These are the songs that put a smile on your face when you start to sing them or bring back great memories for you or just make you want to get up and dance!" Mr. Schue was very enthusiastic about feel good songs. He gave them the rest of the class time to figure out what songs they would sing; he also gave them the option of doing a group number or duet or basically whatever they wanted to do, as long as the song brought on a good feeling for all those singing it.

Sam turned to Quinn, "So what do you think you'll sing? What makes you feel good?" He smiled and she couldn't help smiling back.

"I love it when you sing Only You but that is kinda personal to us, ya think? Probably the song that just makes me smile is All In…from when we sang it together in your car that night. What about you?"

One of the reasons he loved her beyond what he thought was possible…she could totally read him…he had been thinking of All In since Schue wrote "Feel Good" on the white board. "Wow, Q, All In is definitely my 'feel good' song…sing it together?"

"That'd be so awesome, Sam…let's not split it up in a duet though…let's just sing the whole thing together!" Quinn said, smiling.

"Great idea…we'll have to find some time to practice, ya think?" Sam was thinking any extra time he could squeeze in to spend with her would be awesome.

"What time are your practices this week?" she asked.

"Ugh, 4-7…I have like a half-hour from when school ends until I have to be on the court suited up. Maybe after school today you can hang out with me til 4?"

"I'd love to Sam." The smile just would not leave her face. "How about you come over after practice Wednesday night for supper and we'll run through the song a few times? I'll make sure ya get home by 10."

"That's totally a plan Q…can't wait for that damn bell today though…"

All she wanted to do right then was kiss him; since they were sitting in Glee though she restrained herself. The look he was giving her though pretty much told her that he felt the same way she did.

They scooted in with the other kids to see what they were planning on singing. Sam checked with the jazz band to see if they knew All In; they did. Finally, the bell rang ending the school day. Sam and Quinn ran to their lockers and met at his car in the parking lot; they had about 20 minutes before he had to be back in the gym, changed into his practice gear and on the court or Beiste would have his ass. He pulled his car to a far corner of the lot so people wouldn't be staring at them while they made out in broad daylight.

She scooted over close to him in the front seat, unable to keep her hands off him and him off her.

"God Q…I've been dying to really kiss you all damn day…"

Her hands had been wrapped around behind his neck, running her fingers through his hair; his arms wrapped around her waist, his hands running up her back to her arms and back down again. She ran her right hand down his arm, to his chest, down his belly, to the top of his jeans.

"Do we have time?" She whispered, rubbing his dick over his jeans, he was getting hard.

"I think so…what about you though?" His hand wandered down to her hip, butt, thigh.

"Don't worry about me…it's an 'off' week…sorry…" His hand squeezed her thigh and moved back up to her waist.

"Are you sure Q?"

"Just being close to you is enough for me…and I want to please you…"

With that, she popped open the button on his jeans and then worked his zipper down over his hard-on.

"We've never done this in the daytime before…" he muttered.

She told him to close his eyes and she'd keep an eye out for anyone getting too close to his car. They worked his jeans and underwear down just enough. She lightly grasped his cock and started moving her hand up and down. She thought she'd try something new out on him and started whispering in his ear: "While we were apart, Sam, I thought of you often and sometimes I had to touch myself just to get by, I missed you so badly…"

His breathing picked up when he realized what she was describing.

"Just the thought of you kissing me, touching me, would make me so wet Sam and I'd take my panties off and reach down and rub my clit thinking of you and then slip a finger inside and use my thumb on my clit and oh god it felt so good…oh god, Sam, fuck my hand now…"

She gripped him tighter, moving her hand fast up and down, and he started thrusting into her hand.

"God Q…fuck…"

"Sam, I'd touch myself thinking of you and ohmygod I'd come so hard…kiss me Sam…"

He turned to meet her lips and with that touch he couldn't hold off any longer.

"Oh Quinn….I can't…I'm coming…." With a grunt, he spilled over her hand and she was working his come all down his cock until it stopped coming out and he was recoiling from being so sensitive.

"That was insanely hot Sam…oh my god…and everything I said was true…"

"You never fail to amaze me, Q…" He was just beginning to open his eyes and regain his normal breathing.

She opened up the glove box and saw all the condoms he had stashed there. "Wow Sam!" she said to him, laughing.

"Oh yeah, I told you I'd be ready for the next time." And he was laughing too. Thankfully, there were a few napkins left in there (Lauren hadn't grabbed all of them the night of prom), and Quinn grabbed out a few to clean up her hand and handed him a couple to clean up since he needed to collect himself and drive her back to her car and then get to the gym.

"Looks like it's about 15 minutes til 4 so you should be good on time…"

"Thank you Quinn, for spending this little bit of time with me today…I needed it." He worked his jeans back up and situated his clothing and drove back over to her car.

At her car, he got her backpack out and got out of his car while she unlocked her car.

"Have a great practice tonight Sam…I'll miss you…"

"I'll text you before bed again, okay?" he asked.

"I would love that." He watched her drive off and thought there was no way he could love anyone more than that girl.

Sam rushed into the locker room at the gym to change into his workout clothes. He nearly forgot what he wanted to tell Quinn so he texted her quickly, hoping not to be late to practice.

"I totally want to see that someday...S"

Her phone rang with Sam's ringtone as she drove toward home. She read his text and smiled. "And I'll watch *you*...Q" she texted back.

Later that night, as he was getting ready to crash, he read her message. Ohmygod, he thought, that was crazyhot and also a good thing he didn't read it before practice.

He had some good news/bad news to drop on her so he was trying to decide should he get into it via texting or just wait until the morning. He texted her: "I've got good news/bad news...which do you want tonite?"

"How bad is the bad news?" she replied.

"Not too heinous..."

"Ok, spill it..."

"Coach B has bumped practice to right after school the rest of this week but we'll be done at 6:30, not 7, so no afterschool...fun..."

She breathed a sigh of relief; she was afraid maybe they had been caught fooling around in the parking lot and didn't want him to be benched for the upcoming weekend.

"That's not that bad...at least I'll have ya on Wed! ;)"

He smiled, thinking about the good news he had to give her but that'd have to wait until morning. He told her he loved her, she did the same, and he was asleep, dreaming of her.

In the morning, he made an effort to get to school a little early to seek her out and tell her his news. He had just parked his car when he saw her pull in so he flashed his lights. She saw him, parked, and came over to his car. It was a nice morning so he got out of his car to talk to her.

"Good morning handsome," she said as he pulled her into a hug. "Nice to see you a little early today..."

"I've got the good news to give ya..." He kissed her on the cheek, taking in her scent, hoping it stayed with him through the day. He told her about coming home the night before and his dad wanting to talk to him. As it turns out, his dad was going away on business the upcoming weekend in Columbus, Ohio, and had planned on taking the family as a little get-away. He didn't realize when the plans were made months ago that the basketball tournament would be going on the same weekend. His dad was bummed that Sam couldn't go with them to Columbus but the good thing was that's where McKinley was playing their game so Sam's family would be there, just be leaving Lima early. Sam had to stay in Lima for the pep rally Friday night and had to ride the team bus Saturday morning. His dad made a point of reminding him of 'no wild parties' Friday night...all Sam could think of was he would have the house alone with Quinn if she would be able to come over. He reassured his dad that there would be no wild parties, he had to get up early the next morning. He wondered if his dad remembered their conversation from a while back when he asked about having Quinn over...the way his dad was eyeballing him Sam thought he probably did remember but he wasn't going to say anything.

"So...the good news is they'll be at your game Saturday?" she asked him, kind of clueless.

He was grinning, "No, silly, I'll have the house to myself Friday night! Maybe you can tell your mom you're staying with 'Cedes or someone and then...maybe...come home with me after the thing Friday night?"

All she could think was "His bed! His bed! I get to sleep in his bed! With him!" She didn't want to seem over-eager so she tried to play it as cool as she could but still broke out in a huge grin like his..."I'd love to Sam."

"That is awesome Q...maybe you can follow the bus in my car on Saturday? I'll see if Coach B will just let me drive home then after this tournament is said and done."

They had walked into the school and got their books at their lockers, actually discussed just sharing a locker so they wouldn't have to go to two different lockers but they couldn't decide if they should share his or hers, he walked her to her first class and they parted ways until Glee.

In Glee, Quinn gave him a copy of the lyrics to All In just in case. They spent that hour really just chatting, catching up on their day, listening to the others practice. He did find the song on his phone so they could listen to it and get it in their heads again. Of course, she asked him if he remembered what they wound up doing that night and then his train of thought was completely lost...he couldn't remember what movie they had went to but did remember going to the SuperTarget, remembered how she started on him in the theater and then they finished up in his car.

When the bell rang, he had to switch gears and get ready to head to the gym. They walked out to their cars because he was going to pull his car around to the gym and also see her off. She asked him what sounded good for supper the next night; he said anything light, healthy, so she suggested salad, grilled chicken, and he was cool with that and was also looking forward to spending some time with her that night. He kissed her goodbye and went to practice, she went home.

Wednesday was moving agonizingly slowly for Sam and Quinn. They saw each other briefly in the morning, then at Glee, and then he was off to practice until he'd see her that night. She ran to the grocery to pick up some food for supper. She figured she'd busy herself with getting that prepared and getting her own homework done so she could help him with his and then they could focus on their Glee song and then do whatever else might happen. Her mother would be at home so he couldn't be in her bedroom; she planned for them to work on homework and their song after dinner in the study/den.

Finally, her phone buzzed about 6:45; he was on his way over from the school. Her heart literally skipped a damn beat. He was there in a few minutes, knocking on her front door. She answered it, and he immediately hugged her. He was fresh out of the shower and smelled so damn good; it was all she could do to not tear into him right there at the front door. She asked if he was hungry; he was starving he said. Coach Beiste was working them like crazy, getting ready for the tournament game. At the Columbus site, four teams would play in the morning and the winner of those four went onto the state tournament in a couple weeks. She had waited to eat until he got there; her mother had eaten a couple hours before. She had grilled some chicken and made up a tossed salad and some mixed veggies, nothing major, that was about all she knew to do actually, but he enjoyed it, even had seconds.

She told her mom they'd be in the study working on homework and a song for Glee, so they wandered off to that room. She had to leave the door open though, house rules. He had some homework he needed to get done before they focused on their song so she helped him with that and then she plugged her iPod into the house speakers and cued up All In for them. They were belting that song out and dancing around the room like giddy kids when her mom poked her head in and said, "Sam, will you be here much longer? Steve called and asked me out for a 'late date'," she giggled. Steve was her boyfriend. Sam said that no, he had to be home by 9 and it was 8:45 at the time. "Okay, it was nice seeing you again, good luck this weekend at your game..." and she was gone.

Sam looked at Quinn, grinning like crazy. He whispered to her, "I totally don't have to be home until 10...is that ok?" She just smiled at him. They heard Steve pull up and honk for Quinn's mom; they heard the front door shut, so Quinn reset the alarm and went back to the study.

Sam had switched the music over to some radio station, turned it down low.

"Do you think we've practiced All In enough, Q?"

"Definitely Sam...I had no idea she'd leave...have been dying to do this..."

He had been leaning back on a chaise lounge and Quinn basically just pounced on him, kissing him hard.

"Are you still...like, on your...?" he asked her.

"Yeah, about done with it though, thank god!" She was pretty sure she'd be off her period by Friday but still had some lingering effects that night unfortunately.

"Remember on the bus Sam? I wanna do that again for you...tonight...and swallow..." He thinks he literally passed out right then.

"Quinn..."

"Stand up Samuel, in front of me..." He would do anything she asked of him once she started kissing him and saying his given name, totally wrapped around her little finger.

She sat up slowly and allowed him to stand up in front of where she sat. He pushed her knees open with his legs and moved up to her until there was less than a damn inch between her mouth and his cock. He was wearing a t-shirt and shorts from practice (and he was thinking ohmygod so glad I showered before coming here).

She ran her hands up the sides of his thighs, up to the bottom edge of his shirt, onto his belly, down to his hips, around to his ass where she went underneath his shorts and briefs and was totally just massaging his ass, then she pushed down his shorts and underwear kind of rough and dammitall his dick just sprung out again, actually kind of hit her in the cheek.

There was no taking it slow, she wanted him and wanted him NOW. Her mouth was all of a sudden sucking on his balls gently, ohdeargod rolling them around in her mouth, her hands gripping the backs of his thighs, sometimes moving up to his ass and back down again, he was counting the ceiling tiles, trying the Beiste technique, anything to distract him from what he knew was about to happen, yet not able to resist the urge to play with her hair.

Then, her mouth was gone. He glanced down at her; she was looking up at him and said, "Put your dick in my mouth Sam..." And then, slowly, she opened her mouth and stuck her tongue out, closing her eyes, just waiting on him.

Holymotherfuckingchrist...this was insane. He gripped the shaft at the base, thinking there was no way he could stay standing up, and slowly moved the head of his cock up onto her warm tongue, watching her the entire time, moaning "oh fucking god" when she took the head into her mouth and started sucking him. Slowly, she was taking more of him into her mouth until it was too much for her, she was controlling it with her hands on his thighs.

Before he knew it, he was moving back and forth slowly into her mouth and then she moaned on him and he about lost all control right there...she kind of backed off him just as she moaned so that might have saved him from exploding but he was pretty close, especially if they started moving faster.

While she was off his dick, he heard her whisper, "so fucking hot Sam..." and then her mouth was back on him, going a lot faster than before. He still had one hand guiding his cock into her mouth, the other hand at the side of her head, and ohfuck she was sucking the head of his dick pretty hard, and then her tongue was flicking the underside of him, he was trying so hard not to thrust into her, not really succeeding, and he somehow managed to let a moan escape his lips that meant something, "coming Qui-..."

She knew he was close; when she had put her mouth back on him she tasted the precum and used it as more lubricant all around his head. The first wave of his orgasm shot all the way to the back of her throat; she just swallowed it back, didn't even taste it really, then it was just spilling in her mouth and running down her chin, and he was throbbing in her mouth and she could hear him moaning and cussing above her.

Slowly, he pulled away from her, panting, trying not to keel over actually. He saw her using the edge of her t-shirt to wipe off her face and thought he'd never seen anything so damn sexy in his life. He managed to grab his shorts and underwear and get those back up and collapsed next to her on the lounge.

"My god Quinn...that was fucking intense..." She was just watching him, lying there with eyes closed, still breathing heavily.

She said, "Since that night on the bus, I just felt like I didn't do it right, I pulled off too soon...I wanted to taste you." Something seemed to switch in him then and all of sudden he had pushed her back on the lounge and was hovering over her.

"I need to feel you Q...I don't care what you got going on...there...I just need to touch you...please..."

She considered it for a moment. She was insanely turned on and really could use a release. If he was okay with it, then why not? She had a freaking super-absorbent tampon in so she knew she wasn't leaking anything so as long as he stayed away from that then he could totally play with her clit and get her off.

"Listen Sam...I'll only let you do this 'cause frankly I need it too and also I'm about off my freakin period so it shouldn't be too much of a mess. Don't be messin with the tampon though...that's just not right. Just jack me off, I guess..."

Ohmygod, those words tumbling from her mouth...he couldn't believe it. "Okay Q...let's get you there..." He tugged at her black yoga pants and panties until he got them down to her knees. Then, he laid down next to her on his side, bringing his hand up along her thigh, bypassing her crotch completely, and on up to her belly button, then back down until his middle finger was sliding in all her wetness (god, she hoped it wasn't blood) until he found her clit by the way she reacted to his touch.

Oh sweetjesus, he was whispering in her ear like she did to him: "I beat off a lot while we were apart too Q...I'd think it was your hand, your mouth, your pussy all over my cock, your ass even...all that kept me going was hoping we'd be back together soon...I'd use that lotion like you did in my basement...and ohmygod my dick was just so freakin hard thinking of you...I'd think of your mouth sucking me off and then your pussy, hot and wet rubbing all up against me, and I'd try to imagine fucking you so hard and then I'd fucking explode all over my hand and belly and legs..."

All the time he was whispering porn into her hear he had been sliding his finger up and down her pussy, tapping her clit, then adding a finger to squeeze her clit gently, sliding them down too far and getting into crazy juices, bringing them back up to her clit and she about came undone then...it was when he said fucking explode she did fall over the edge, grabbing his hand and really grinding on it like nobody's business, practically yelling his name as she came.

"Damn...I nearly shoved that effing tampon right out!" He about died.

"Go clean up Sam...I hope there was not a mess...ewww..."

She was pulling up her pants and underwear. He hopped up and ran down the hall to the half bath; she was crazy, no mess, no blood, just the normal discharge that you would expect from orgasm. He washed his hands and went back to the study.

"It was like a freakin massacre Q!"

She looked mortified. He was laughing, "Girlfriend...you were fine and you must be about done 'cause there was no trace you're on the rag at all."

"Are we truly having this discussion, Samuel?"

"Seriously, Quinn, it was fine...I was only joking with you...I'm glad you got a happy ending too...mine was damn near ecstatic." She giggled.

"You know what Quinn? I've never seen your bedroom. I've got a few minutes before I need to be home...show me."

"That's true...you haven't seen it. I'll take you on the grand tour, then!"

She took his hand and headed off to the staircase. He loved it when she was in a playful mood; he thought he'd ruined it when he was teasing her about things being a massacre. Sometimes crap just fell out of his mouth before he could stop the words.

At the top of the stairs, she turned to her right and went to the last door on her left and went in. He instantly just wanted to crawl into her bed, with her, and fall fast asleep. Her room was cozy and inviting even if it was as large as his parents' master bedroom and all of a sudden he was totally spent.

"God Q, you know what would be awesome? A nap..."

The shades of lavender and pink and her dark purple bedding, plus her room just smelled like her, made him really not want to get in his car and drive home. She had a decent-sized bed, queen sized maybe?, and a desk, a TV, her dresser. She even had her own small bathroom like he did at his house. Her windows looked out on the backyard and side yard since she had a corner room. "My sister's room is across the hall and there is a guest room next to my room and across the hall from that is my mom's like craft room or something. My mom and dad's rooms were at the other end of the house."

They were still holding hands, standing in the middle of her room, and he moved over to her bed. "Lay down with me for a few minutes Q?"

Deargod, she could not resist him. She hesitated for a moment and then relented, curling up on her bed next to him.

"Your room is great...so relaxing...I really just don't want to leave Quinn..."

"I don't want you to go either Sam; I also don't want you to get in trouble with your parents or with my mom..."

"I honestly do not know how I could love you more, Quinn...you mean everything to me."

"Sam, you're going to make me cry..."

"I'm sorry Q...no tears..." He was so drowsy, from her warmth, the softness of her bed, the fact he had just came a shit-ton downstairs, the crazy 3-hour basketball practices. "Ok, I have got to get motivated and get my ass up and home." He sighed crawling out of the haven that was her bed. "Let's just get through til Friday, 'kay?"

He was up out of her bed and suddenly she felt so lonely even though he was standing right there, holding her hand, she wanted his warmth next to her.

"Friday Quinn...walk me downstairs?"

She walked him downstairs and watched him get his books together and put on his sneakers. "I'll miss you tonight, miss you being next to me Sam...I'll dream of you..."

He just gazed at her, taking her in, then leaned in to kiss her, hoping her scent lingered on him when he got home. "Thanks for tonight Q...I'll dream of you too..." and he was out the door heading to his car. He knew if he stood there any longer he'd never leave.