Quinn's eyes moved over Santana's features for a split second before her lips parted.

"And what would the prize be?" Quinn whispered as the blood in her veins started to rush to her head. Quinn felt weak, tingly… the calm before the storm. A mumbling thought in Quinn's mind was practically begging for Santana to falter… To fail… But Quinn could see that no matter what happened at this moment… She couldn't tear herself away from Santana.

Santana raised her hand and brushed a strand of hair behind Quinn's ear…. Her whole body was screaming "RUN!" but Santana couldn't fight the draw… the feeling of want that washed over her.

"Entertainment" Santana purred softly,

Quinn was wrong…

There it was….

The infamous, badly-timed foot-in-mouth disease.

The nagging voice in Quinn's head suddenly grew louder as her lust trance broke. Shame washed over Quinn as she realized what an idiot she is… Quinn keeps forgetting who she was actually dealing with. What did Quinn expect? Beautiful words and Red roses? This was Santana dammit…. She most probably plays like this with all the girls….

Quinn closed her eyes…

"I'm not here for your entertainment" Quinn whispered, making Santana falter a bit.

WHAT? Santana literally opened her mouth in shock, staring at Quinn in bewilderment…. Did Quinn just dismiss her? Not only was Fate playing with Santana… but Quinn insisted on being difficult as well… What had just happened? Santana nearly… kissed Ms. Fabray? Risked and lost everything for one kiss…. She must've had more to drink than she thought. FUCK Santana…. Do you really WANT to ruin your life?

"Never said you were the Prize" Santana replied cheekily… There was no way in hell some young, blonde over-educated baby-sitter was going to affect her… Right?

"I'm soooooo thankful I don't have a complex" Quinn snapped back obviously insulted by Santana's words.

"Perhaps you should get one, might prove you're human." Santana retaliated, Who did Ms. Fabray think she was? Seriously… if the rejection wasn't bad enough.. she wanted a verbal war too?

"You little… ARGH!" Quinn huffed out in irritation.

Santana rolled her eyes in annoyance. What was it with Quinn? One moment Santana wanted to kiss her… and the next? Santana would gladly just bitch-slap her.

"I'm hardly little anymore" Santana growled

"Then stop acting like a spoilt little child" Quinn finally snapped…

Both stood staring at each other for what seemed like an eternity, their breath colliding as mere inches separated their lips. Santana's eyes couldn't help but flicker to Quinn's lips as Quinn's breath hitched, shallowing as lust started banging down Quinn's walls of resistance.

"Or what?" Santana whispered, her warm breath caressing Quinn's lips.

Quinn's eyes darkened as her eyes moved to Santana's lips… biting her own. She was drawn… hitting the brake was too late now… it was a useless gestu-

Their lips collided in an epic battle of raw lust and emotions… A slight moan escaped Quinn as Santana's tongue traced over Quinn's bottom-lip, trying to force Quinn into sensual submission, but Quinn would not fall from grace so easily.

"Hmmmm" Santana moaned as Quinn gently pinned her against a wall, dominating the carnal, wanton kiss. Their bodies moulded together perfectly as their lips fight for power…. For more satisfaction… pleasure… selfishly trying to grasp every inch of the sweet desire which pulsated through them.

Santana's moan made Quinn's muscles coiled with tension as butterflies started to swarm her stomach… it was like an addiction… a blessed curse… Quinn gently nibbled Santana's bottom-lip before sucking it gently… Quinn was suddenly addicted to Santana's flesh… her essence.

Santana's mind numbed from the world as obsession took over her… every soft pant or moan from Quinn pushing Santana over the edge. Santana's thoughts scrambled as her breathing hardened… the rush which elude her constantly was finally found in that one kiss… She earned for more… more of Quinn… more of her touch…

But as Santana's hands found Quinn's waist….

Quinn then suddenly pulled away…. Her breathing hard and hoarse….

The sudden loss of contact suddenly drilled a iron peg of reality through Santana… What had she done? Santana's body screamed from the frustration… Panic gripped hold of Santana as she stared at Quinn who had regret written across her face. This was a mistake….

"I'm sorry. I… I… don't know why I did that…" Santana stumbled as she started to back out the door. Santana needed air… reason… a stiff drink… What the hell just happened?...

"Uhm… I'm sorry… It was a mistake… I was wrong… Not with you..." Santana's babble came out quick and barely coherent as her eyes jolted around the room, avoiding Quinn's eyes.

"Especially not with you…" Santana finally breathed out before she turned on her heels and ran, leaving Quinn….

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"Entertainment" Santana purred softly,

Quinn closed her eyes…

"I'm not here for your entertainment" Quinn whispered,

What had Santana done… If The Dean had to hear about this, heads would roll… Not even he would be able to forgive Santana. Maybe it was just a mistake like Santana had said… WAIT… what was she saying? That kiss was… Wow…

Santana had never felt anything like that before… The sparks where still jolting through her as she drove. Maybe she could just talk to Ms. Fabray right? Beg her not to tell the Dean… He would never be able to contain this… The Dean would have to kick her out.

And the University…. Tears choked Santana as she wiped a lone tear away from her cheek. Her thoughts chaotically flew across her skull… Santana knew she should've just walked home…. Avoided temptation by all costs, but how could she when….

But how could she regret what just happened?

Ms. Fabray was… Hmmmmm… for a the lack of a better word – PERFECT.

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Are you fucken kidding me right now? Seriously…. Really… HONESTLY?

Quinn hit her hands against her steering wheel with such force that her whole dashboard shook as Santana's words rotated through her thoughts. What the fuck was Quinn thinking anyway? Like she should be surprised that Santana just fled? …. For the love of…. ARGH!

"ESPECIALLY NOT WITH YOU?" Quinn shouted in aggravation… Did Quinn do something to repulse Santana somehow? The nerve of that entitled little brat… Quinn was beautiful right? Hot… witty… Smart…. Well Quinn thought she was smart obviously she was EXTREMELY wrong.

AND NOW?… What the hell did Quinn just do. She kissed a student… A female student. Santana Lopez the female student… Out of all students in the whole entire University. Did Rachel not warn her? This was literally the worst thing you could do in the teaching occupation… and all because of some girl… Some girl that said it was a mistake to kiss Quinn.

Kiss….. but WOW… that kiss was like… wow…

Quinn sat quiet for a moment as her thoughts ran through the kiss once more. Everything about it was… Animalistic, a deep craving which Santana seemed still but

Could her life get any worse right now?

SHE WAS STRAIGHT DAMMIT!... IS STRAIGHT…..

Quinn is straight….. Right…..

Quinn felt a cyclone of emotions rage through her body as tears started to build up in her eyes. The anger, frustration and hurt was too much to handle…. It was too REAL to handle.

Who gave Santana the right? Everything was perfect until she came along… Everything.

Quinn dropped her head in horror as her tears ran freely…

Was it too much to ask…

Just to get a break?