Well, I was going to hold off a little, but if any of you are going through what I'm going through (withdrawal from Kalexico's "With A Little Help From My Friend" being over), some Quinntana is definitely needed to soften the blow. I'm not at all likening my story to that one. I'm just trying to fill my own void lol.

Anyway, I guess this just like a filler. I hope you enjoy it.

The happy couple lay in bed. Quinn's head was at the foot of the bed, and Santana's head was at the head of the bed. They just lay in silence for a moment, both thinking on the weeks that passed, and the weeks ahead. They were happy and sad. Happy to be together, and sad that they wouldn't be for long… Not like this anyway. Wow. Santana thought. I can't believe I'm here with Quinn, that I'm with Quinn. Me and Quinn. "Wow." Santana whispered as she ran her fingers through her hair.

"Wow what, Santana?" Quinn sat up, acknowledging the whisper.

"Huh?" Santana replied.

"You said wow. It was like you were whispering, but I heard you. Why'd you say wow?" Quinn was almost demanding an answer now.

"Oh." Santana laughed. "Well, I was thinking. I was thinking about how lucky I am. How I can't believe that I'm laying here, with you, as my girlfriend. So damn lucky. Those beautiful eyes, that nice ass… Mine."

Quinn smiled as she returned to her original position, faint blush on her cheeks. "You got it bad, Lopez. I like that."

"Shut up, Q." The Latina lightly slapped her girlfriend's leg.

They laughed together for a moment, and then silence fell once again.

"Santana?" The blonde asked.

The Latina placed a hand on the pale leg next to her. "Yeah, babe?"

"Have you um… Have always been attracted to me?" Quinn asked bashfully. She felt Santana's grip tighten on her leg when she finished the question. She wasn't sure what that meant.

The brunette scratched her head with her other hand and took a deep breath. "Honestly? Um. Kind of. I always thought you were hot. I mean, you're beautiful, Quinn. That's obvious. I mean I was always too far up Brittany's ass to notice another girl. Well to really notice a girl. Not just like flirting and shit, you know? The first time I really looked at a girl other than Brittany was you, this summer. And then seeing you all sweaty and shit at the gas station that one day. Damn. That pretty much did it for me."

Quinn sat up and was laughing so hard, she was almost crying. "I can't believe I forgot about that. You were getting off thinking about me. Oh my god, Santana. "

"Q, come on. Don't do this to me." Santana was covering her face in embarrassment.

"No, come on San. I want to know about it. I mean you screamed my name. I mean it's nothing that I'm not used to now, but at the time. My god. Oh and if I remember correctly, I did say that we would talk about it at some point. So come on. I want to hear about it. Oh! Better yet…" Quinn trailed off getting off of the bed. She began rummaging through Santana's drawer.

Still embarrassed, the blushing Latina held her position with her hands covering her face.

"Aha! Got it!" Quinn turned towards the bed with a bright smile.

Santana peeked through her hands slowly. "Quinn… What are you doing?"

Quinn was holding Santana's vibrator. The same pink one from earlier this summer. She held it out to Santana with a smirk. "I want to know what happened while I was downstairs."

"What?" Santana sat up. "Q. You've got to be joking. Plus you know what happened. You heard me, remember?"

The blonde was persistent. She simply grabbed her girlfriend's hand and placed the item in it. "Come on."

"I'm not going to… I can't just… I can't… masturbate in front of my girlfriend." Santana felt extremely awkward. She couldn't believe what Quinn was asking her. Nay, demanding of her.

"Oh stop being such a pussy, Lopez. Come on. Get to it." Quinn shooed her girlfriend along.

Santana's eyes widened with shock. "I'd say you've been hanging around me too much, but I don't know where you got that shit from."

Quinn didn't budge. She stood there waiting for Santana to give in.

I can't believe I'm actually going to do this. This is awkward. I can't say no her though. I really can't. At all. Look at that look on her face… So damn demanding. Ugh. The shit I do for Quinn Fabray. Santana thought. Finally she gave in. "Fine."

The hazel eyes widened, but she wanted to stay in control so she held back her excitement. Instead, she licked her lips and darkened her voice. "So, get to it then."

Why the hell does she make me so weak? No way. I'm not letting her get away with this. She'll regret it. She thinks she's a badass? We'll see. Her plan is so going to backfire.

Santana quickly got naked and lay on the bed with her eyes locked onto Quinn's. She turned on the toy.

"At first, I was just trying to get the job done…" Santana spoke seductively. She placed her feet flat on the bed, with her knees up and her legs opened wide enough for her to keep eye contact with Quinn who was still standing in front of her – obviously turned on, but trying to hold it together. Santana smirked as she continued. She brought the buzzing plastic down to her slightly wet center and flinched with a deep breath as soon as it touched her clit.

"I wasn't thinking about much." She continued. "Just you… How you were so calm and cool about everything… Mmm. But then I started think about you. Like really thinking about you." She was speaking soft enough to entice Quinn, but loud enough so she could hear every word, moan and breath as she rubbed the vibrator between her folds.

"I was thinking about how sexy you looked all sweaty… Mmm. And shirtless… Mmm. And your smile. Oh god. And how sexy you are when you're just talking… Mmm and your ass in those shorts. Ohhh. I just… Oh fuuuuck. Quiiinnnn. Mmmm. Babyyy. I was just thinking… About… Yoouuuuuu." Santana held her eyes closed as she shook along with the vibrator. When she finally came down and opened her eyes all she saw was the taller blonde still standing in front of her with her eyes wide and her mouth slightly opened. "Come kiss me." Santana demanded.

It was as if Quinn's face was frozen. She leaned in and gave her girlfriend her kiss, but the look on her face remained unchanged.

"Q. What the hell is wrong with you?" Santana was still coming down from her high, but Quinn was kind of freaking her out.

"I just… I thought that would be kind of torturous for you, you know? But it was way way worse for me. Like. San. That was the sexiest thing I've ever seen in my life. I don't even remember what my initial plan was, but I think it's safe to say it backfired… God. Santana. You're so sexy. I'm going to need you to do that again for me one day. So so sexy. Mm." Quinn almost attacked Santana with her kiss. They made out passionately for what seemed to last for hours. For some reason it didn't go any further than that. They weren't forcing anything or stopping anything. They only did what was natural, and for some reason they were satisfying each other with each moment their lips and tongues collided.

They shower together, only sharing a few I love yous and more kisses. They put on pajamas and get in bed picking up where they left off. Santana stops and looks deep into the hazel eyes that are in front of her. "What?" Quinn whispers.

Santana smiles, then frowns. "Nothing… I am really going to miss you, Q."

"I'm not leaving town, you know?" Quinn smirked as she placed another kiss on Santana's red lips.

"You know what I mean, Quinn. I'm just really going to miss all of this." Santana's voice was a whisper as she looked away from her girlfriend.

Quinn grabbed the tan chin to make her girlfriend look her in the eyes again. She placed a long, soft kiss on her lips. "I know. Me too. I will be a mess without you… Without this. I'm missing you already. We'll be okay though."

"I love you Quinn Fabray…" Santana said honestly before she coughed out a muffled, "Lopez."

Quinn smirked. "I'm sorry? What was that?"

"I said: I love you Quinn Fabray… And then I had a tickle in my throat."

"A tickle that sounded a lot like your last name. It sounded like you said: I love you Quinn Fabray-Lopez." Quinn finished with an eyebrow raise.

"Wow, Q. You think a cough sounds like a last name? That's funny. Anyway. I wants to get my sleep on. Night baby." Santana gave Quinn a quick kiss and then she scooted into the covers and got cozy in bed. All of a sudden she felt a grip on her nipple, and not the sexy kind. "Ow! Q! What the fuck?"

"Am I right? Is that what you said? Tell the truth." Quinn was speaking through clenched white teeth.

"Damn it! Yes! Now get the hell off my nips!" Santana yelled.

Quinn released as soon as she got her answer. She smiled and scooted into her girlfriend. "You are so sweet, Santana. I love you so much."

Santana growled as she tried to rub her sore nipple back to health. "Yeah. Whatever. Love you."

Quinn gave the wounded girl an apologetic smile. "I'm sorry baby. I knew that'd get me the truth, so I had to."

Santana, still not amused turned away from Quinn so that her back was now facing the blonde.

Quinn moved in closely and wrapped her arm around the small tan body in front of her. She placed tender kisses on Santana's neck. "I really am sorry, San. You should know though…" She moved her hand upwards and gently caressed Santana's sore nipple. She whispered in Santana's ear. "I definitely don't mind being a Lopez one day. I've already got some Latina in me." She smirked as she felt Santana's body shake at the combination of things that just happened.

Santana cleared her throat before speaking. "I forgive you." Her voice nearly cracked. She turned around and they both began to laugh. Their eyelids got heavy, and they both knew it. They moved in closer, intertwining in any way they possibly could. They both hummed in contentment. Santana placed a soft kiss on Quinn's forehead. And then Quinn, one on Santana's cheek. Slowly they made their arrival back to each others lips and exchanged soft, intimate kisses until they both fell asleep.

That's it for this chapter. Reviews, please?

I already have some stuff for the next chapter, so look out for that soon.