W's A/N: To the guest who asked if the title being the same as the song in the fic Locked In was a coincidence know that it is. Pure coincidence, that's amazing though. lol Anyway enjoy lovelies! xx

S's POV

The air was knocked out of my lungs when I saw how beautiful she looked standing on her front door.

"You look… stunning Quinn." She smiled and did a quick spin grasping the edges of her wavy skirt.

As soon as she finished I could notice how her cheeks turned red. "Thank you San, you look absolutely stunning as well."

I grabbed her hands and pulled her close; bodies touching each others without a care in the world.

And that's just the thing... I find myself needing to touch her constantly, in need of being closer. Pathetic, yeah I know. However, this is how I feel when she's close to me.

I got lost in a river of thoughts when I felt her arms wrap around my neck.

"Hi." She said in a low voice.

"Hi, Q." Can I kiss her now? Is it… appropriate? It could be fine... Plus we're both in heels so I don't need to stand on my tippitoes to kiss her.

Her lips were perfectly positioned with mine, I couldn't control myself anymore so I settled for a breve kiss on the tip of her nose but somehow she managed to move rapidly and peck my lips.

I smirked cause Sneaky Quinn was one of my favorite Quinn's.

"Thank you San." She said in a sing-song tone and removed her arms from my neck.

I waited for her outside while she went in the apartment to get her jacket. "I thought you were withholding yourself from kissing me till the Goodnight kiss." She shouted teasingly.

"I was." I said calmly. "But, apparently sneaky Officer Fabray had other things in mind."

"Come on San, you know I'm adorable and that all that is due to the fact that you can't resist the thought of me in a sexy police uniform."

I chuckled, her bluntness never ceased amazing me. "I prefer the doctor's coat."

She stood in front of me, grabbed the hemp edges of my jacket and pulled me closer. "Then you'll have to wait for when I finish studying."

"Or… we can skip our date and go get one." All this proximity was driving me nuts. Then the words of good old Mr. Lopez popped in my head: "Stay cool with the ladies and you'll do fine." What a goof… but he was right. So I calmed myself down and played it cool.

She licked her lips and kept talking. "I'm looking forward to see where you're taking me Ms. Lopez. Maybe we can plan activities of such sort some other time."

She closed the door and for a second there I almost forgot to remind her.

"Wait. The camera, did you bring it?"

"Yes. It's in my bag." She smiled and I could see what was coming next.

"Not gonna tell you so you can drop it."

"But you can't ask me to bring the camera and not tell me what I'll be using it for."

"I can and I just did."

She pouted and then glared when I didn't give in.

We walked next to each other, hands brushing from time to time, teasing us in a light way. "You're gonna love it Q." I was sure she would. I mean for Gods sake this date could not get any cheesier.

Okay, maybe it could... it would be cheesy, sappy and romantic and if everything went according to plan it would turn out perfectly… It better would. That's what she deserves and that's what I'm giving her.

"Am I?" She said after a few seconds went by.

"Yes." The doors of the elevator opened and we stepped in.

"Whoa, someone is extra confident tonight."

"Quinn, I'm always confident. I'm just-

"Real cute when you're trying to be a badass gentlemen and it doesn't work?"

I laughed and when the doors opened, Lance shouted an excited 'hi' to Quinn. I had said Hi on my way up so I just laughed and shook my head.

"Have a lovely night Quinn." Lance said, and Quinn showed him a big smile. I looked back at Lance before we left the building and gave him a thumbs up. Here was hoping she would have a lovely night after all.

"I think you should buy this car San." She said while I opened the door of the jeep for her. "And thank you." She winked.

I walked around the car and got inside.

"Puck wants to give it to me, but I won't let him. We've argued about this a million times."

"I like it."

"Then I may buy you one, eventually. When I become a famous singer." It was my turn to wink this time.

"World wide known singer SLo would have time to buy me a car? Whoa that's amazing!"

"I don't appreciate your sarcasm, Quinnie."

She huffed. "Ugh, don't call me like that please."

"Okay babe."

There was silence for a while and ironically it was the loudest silence I had ever gone through.

I noticed Quinn had found a thousand things to stare at, it seemed like anything outside the car was good to stare and because of it I knew something was wrong. I needed to say something… and fast. Was it because I called her babe? I didn't really know but was grateful when she smiled and spoke again. I could feel everything was returning to normal again.

"So… Which restaurant are you taking me to, S?"

"None, we're going to eat at YorkFries, near Central Park. Remember, our first get together? Your getting extra bacon on your fries, but just this time." I mocked her.

She glared at me and laughed. "Okay, I just wanted to spend time with you. Next time just let me know so I put on some jeans instead of this fancy clothes." She cleared her throat."I'm being kind of cheesy right now, not cool for an old HBIC. I guess your adorableness does things to people, it's kind of contagious."

"My HBIC's is contagious. My adorableness is inimitable."

"There she goes again!" She laughed and I tried concentrating on the road but couldn't really ignore her so I laughed too. "I'm happy you asked me out San." She blurted out of nowhere.

I looked at her curiously for a second and nodded. "It's a pleasure Ms. Fabray. Anytime. But next time we'll really go to YorkFries."

"Okay. I won't complain."

After a few minutes of non-awkward conversation we were finally two blocks away from the place we were going to. Maybe it would've been easier to go on a cab, but not as classy and this girl... well she deserved everything and then some.

"Roller Fame?" She squealed out.

I chuckled and nodded.

"How did yo- I-I've wanted to come here since forever but I... I didn't want to come by myself like a loser and..." She breathed out. "I wanted it to be kind of special s-so I couldn't come with friends either but now... I just, I... oh Gosh." She stumbled over her words and looked around in wonder while I smiled to myself and thanked God I had picked well, no surprise there but still.

"I'm glad I can do the honors. Now let's go to our table." I said pointing to the booth that was on the entrance.

"Table... we have a table..." I could see she was processing the information.

It still made me curious as to why that would be so hard to believe. "I asked you out on a date, didn't I?"

"Yeah but... Never mind."

"Yes you deserve it. You deserve all this trouble i went through to make this happen." I smiled genuinely seeing all her insecurities unfold shamelessly.

"But I did- What? How?"

"I just know how your mind works, Q. We weren't frenemies/best friends all those years for nothing. I caught up on a few things."

By now one of the waiters had taken us to our table.

"Oh this is amazing."

"I know right? The pictures don't do it justice." I said feeling the magic this place gave off.

When I looked her way she had one eyebrow quirked and a faint smirk tracing her lips.

"What?" I asked feeling uncertain of whatever that head of her was cooking up.

"You... you did research."

The truth of what I had blurted out seconds ago hit me like a freezing cold slushy.

"I, well yes. I couldn't take you to a crappy place. I needed the best, why would I bother with anything but the best?" I wasn't sure if I was speaking about the restaurant or about the woman before me but… it worked either way.

She was smiling wide and in that moment I realized just how rare did it feel to have all that happiness… All that Quinn Fabray happiness glowing at me... for me. I had been somewhat complacent about my life, I had good parents who accepted me for who I was and even though my nana -my dear old grandma- hadn't reacted as I hoped, I could only do so much.

Still. Life had been bad ass and great, but somehow this felt different. Past relationships had been special, sure… but not like this. I wondered just how normal was it to feel like someone had been made especially for you. How normal it was to feel it and know it all together. Then again who cared if it wasn't normal, I wasn't big on normal things anyway, I never was.

"You're kind of perfect Lopez. Who would've known, all that roughness was actually a masquerade for your cute little self." She said pointing my way.

"You best be pointing at a real cute complementary puppy that's near me cause I am not cute Fabray."

"Oh come on, look at you. You're adorable… sure feisty and insanely hot, but other than that you're really cute."

A wave of heat took over me in a flash. "D-Did you just call me insanely hot? You just called me that without tripping over your words… wow, how the times have changed."

"It would appear so. It would also appear that you're the one tripping over words now." She said wiggling her eyebrows.

"Oh sorry, didn't know I was dating female Puck."

The look of shock that took over her was too good.

"Am not!" She said raising her voice and then looking around to see if anyone had noticed. Sadly no one had.

"That eye brow wiggle. That's all Puck."

"You better retract that statement right now Santana."

"Or?"

"Or?" She repeated tilting her head.

"Uh huh. Or what?" I said putting emphasis on 'what'.

"I-I just be quiet." She looked like a 5-year-old, all red and annoyed, it was a sight to die for.

I chuckled and shuffled closer. "Make… me."

The lighting wasn't the best, but I could've sworn her eyes flickered something relating lust for a second there, until she snapped out of it moments later that is.

"Oh you would like that, wouldn't you? That wouldn't be a punishment that would be a reward. I'm not as dumb as I may look, S. You're forgetting how evil I can be."

I huffed. "Oh sure. Real evil and stuff."

"Mhm. Could you pass me that towel?" Her eyes glinted with joy and her mouth showed a smile both extremely mocking and teasing.

She had not just said that!

"A speechless Santana? It can't be! Miracles do happen if you wait long enough." She teased again.

I couldn't speak, even if I wanted to. All I was focusing on was blocking all the images of Quinn pushing me against the wall that day I got back. How could I be this hot and bothered from just her mentioning it. This wasn't right, and I could see how much she was enjoying how all my frustrations cramped up. I would make her pay… oh would I make her pay.

She shuffled closer and grabbed my hand. "Don't get all mad on me now. I'm just teasing you. I can't wait to see you when we actually get to it."

What! What was she implyin- Oh fucking hell. If we survived this dinner she would not live to tell the tale, wait that doesn't even make sense. Oh God!

"Shhh Fabray. Just hush." I whispered.

"She lives! She speaks!" She clapped and kissed my left cheek. "No but seriously, this is so amazing and it's usually so busy…"

The place was amazing, all the waiters were dressed as movie stars, rock stars and everything in between. They were also in vintage roller skates, hence the name I guess. Once I found out of this place I thought it would make the perfect restaurant for our date. It would be the right amount of cheesy and fun. The lights were always dimmed so it pretty much set the mood on itself and it just seemed like the kind of place Quinn would love, and apparently she did.

"It is. But I have contacts." I said reaching for her hand.

"As long as they're mafia free contacts I have no problem." She joked.

"Well…"

She removed her hand from mine in seconds and looked completely horrified.

"Santana Lopez you better be kidding! Your mother would not approve of this! Are you insane?"

"Whoa, whoa there. They're clean, it's safe Quinn."

"I don't give a rats ass if they're clean or not, you must be insane!"

I couldn't hold it anymore so I burst out laughing and shook my head.

"What are you laughing at Lopez? Explain!"

"Oh my God."

"What is so funny? Care to explain the joke!" She was irritated. Really irritated.

"I just…" I wiped a tear away and regained composure. "I was just messing with you and you got so carried away, oh my God you should've known better."

"W-what?"

"I was kidding and that was racist."

"What? Racist?" Confused was an understatement.

"Hispanics… drugs… see a connection?" I said teasing her even furthered. Something told me not to, but she looked so sexy when she was mad I just couldn't help myself, plus that's what you get when you mess with one sexually frustrated Santana Lopez.

"Oh, I didn't even think of that! I will mess you up Lopez! Don't ever scare me like that." She took a deep breath in and pinched her nose.

"Oh come on, that was clever."

"Sure, sure. Whatever."

"You deserved it though."

"Maybe. I'll give you that."

At that I smiled and grabbed one of her hands squeezing it gently. "Now back to the topic, I could've gone through all the trouble in the world and you would have been worth it every time."

She seemed a bit taken back at the sudden change of topic but nodded.

"That's… hearing that from you is really something."

"I know. But it's the truth. Plus I had to make it up to you for that little scare back there."

She chuckled and rolled her eyes. "I will never let that one go though. It's our first date, way to go Lopez."

"I'm a box of surprises, a much better shaped and hotter box full of surprises though but still the same thing."

"Oh trust me, I know."

With that a few waiters attended to their needs. There was a Marilyn Monroe look alike who took their orders and was exceptionally flirty with both of them. There was Elvis who had been quite a charmer and a pleasant person all around and there was Mick Jagger who looked like the real deal, which didn't necessarily mean the best thing nowadays for the poor guy but that was life and this was their incredible date so far.

It had been filled with laughter, shy glances and even dancing when one of the waiters, a James Dean look-alike insisted on them taking part of the ongoing commotion on the dance floor. So far it had been magical, or so had Quinn told Santana many, many times. They had eaten one of the best meals of their lives and the same went with dessert. Many of the people around had looked at them lovingly and a few had even approached them asking them for how long had they been together.

Which always made Quinn nuzzle into Santana's neck overcome by shyness and made Santana say: "Not enough."

The atmosphere was exhilarating; it was everything any of them could ever ask for. And even though it was cheesy to no end Santana had to admit she was enjoying it a lot more than originally planned, Quinn however made no effort to shy on how much she was loving it, she had spent too much time hiding her feelings and she was clear how much it had affected her on the past.

Q's POV

Santana looked at the clock and stood up in a flash. "We need to go." Was all she said.

"What? Go where?" I felt a bit thrown off since we were having such a great time and the never-ending truth of the night having to end haunted the back of my mind.

"Not home." She said quickly, a sly smile taking over her features.

"Okay…" I was confused but we weren't going home, or so she said. And what was home? Did she mean my apartment or her loft?

"Lets go!" She grabbed my hand, waved goodbye to some of the waiters and off we went.

"Why are we in such a hurry? Its only eleven-thirty."

"You'll see."

S's POV

A ten minute drive, that's how long it took me to get us here. It was pretty isolated which was actually perfect and after all I didn't really have to worry about security since we wouldn't be all the way down here anyway. So I jumped off the jeep and made my way to her door, opened it, helped her get out and showed her a scarf.

"Whats… that for?" She poked it and tilted her head.

"I need you not to look for a second."

"But-

"Okay, it'll be more than a second but you trust me, right?"

She grunted and made a hand gesture letting me know it was okay.

"I said I needed you not to see, you can talk though."

"Smartass." She mumbled and I could only laugh.

"You know it. Now stop being a cry baby and come here." I wrapped the scarf around her head and made sure it wouldn't be too tight.

"Can you see?" I asked her once I was done tightening it a bit more.

"I can't see your annoying self but I can feel it." Was her reply.

"That's what you say now. No take backs though."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah."

I lead us through a bumpy road and then opened a door.

"Was that a door I just heard?"

"No it was my stomach, I'm hungry."

"Sure it was." She said catching on my dismissal.

The elevator dinged and I cursed how much noise everything was making. I didn't want her to guess where we where or why but there was really no stopping it. Anyway if she noticed she had the decency not to say anything, and that made me love her that much more.

We came to a stop and I could feel how anxious she was. After all being blindfolded was never fun but it was necessary and so I did it.

"Why are we stopping, and oh God it's so cold." She wrapped her arms around herself and her jaw jittered.

"I know. I brought a few things that will take care of that. I'm about to take off your blindfold."

I heard her squeal in excitement.

"But first I need you to stand here while I check something really fast." ...And she grunted, there it was. I laughed and took a few steps away.

"Hurry up, please." I heard her call over me.

I couldn't resist watching her stand there all alone so I made no noise and walked back to where she was standing.

"S, are you there?" I heard her call again.

"Mhm." I hummed.

She jumped a bit, frighten by how close I was to her.

"Are you finish? Can I take this damn thing o-

Q's POV

The freezing cold and the anxiousness I felt were suddenly erased. I could only feel her warm lips against mine, moving slowly, caressing every inch of my existence. Igniting me in a fire I never saw coming. Our lips collided and so did everything else, our surrounding didn't exist, not when she was kissing me and I was kissing her. The fact that it took me by surprise made it that much more amazing and before I knew it I could feel the blindfold falling to the floor.

I couldn't open my eyes though, everything felt like it had come to a stop. As if time had never really existed to begin with, as if everything I was, she was, we were, was only an illusion of this world that had been laid upon us. The amount of glee I felt was out of this world... and how could I let go of all that? How could I open my eyes and risk losing it all?

That was all true until I heard her speak. "Hey there beautiful, why don't you open your eyes?"

As soon as I heard her speak everything else didn't matter. I wanted to take her in, all her beauty all her quirks, all her desires, every last bit of who she was. I wanted it all and I wanted it now, so I opened my eyes and knew that whatever lay before me would never compare to this crushing love I felt for this woman in front of me.

"Oh my God." Was the first thing I could manage saying.

Out of all the places I pictured this one was definitely not it.

We were on a rooftop, the wind was fierce and every corner of this place was shining bright with pastel colored Christmas light. The snow had painted the dull rooftop a glowing white and there was slow music playing as background. It was strange not hearing it back when I couldn't see. I had read somewhere that when one of your senses didn't function properly the others were automatically enhanced... but that wasn't the case this time. When I was left blind, I was left deaf as well. All I could think about was of how loved I felt in that moment, it was so much I felt that I had failed to identify the sweet melody of Dustin O'Halloran/Fragile N.4 any sooner.

This was all surreal; it felt like a fairy tale, something out of a book, a beautiful, astonishing breath-taking, exceptional book.

I felt tears sting the corner of my eyes and before I knew it I was enveloped in strong but gentle arms.

"Are you okay?" I could hear the worry in her tone. But there shouldn't have been any worries. These were happy tears; some that I had never experienced before… not with this ferocious amount of feeling at least.

"Yes." I said, a teary grin present at all moments and it was then she understood.

"Y-You like it? It's n-not too much is it?" She stammered.

"Too much is what I've always dreamt of. You, I, how can I begin to explain how amazing I feel right now? How loved and special… I just, this is surreal."

She wiped off my tears and smiled. "It's not surreal; it's everything you've ever deserved. It took a while but it's here and it's waiting for you."

How could she be so perfect? And why had I been given the pleasure and honor of having her by my side? I wasn't special, I wasn't anyone you'd want to keep for too much time… I wasn't someone you would long to hold at night.

As if she could read my mind she spoke again. "You're just… you mean so much to me Quinn." Her eyes were sparkling, it looked as if she was about to cry herself. "I know I'm a bitch but bear with me. I hadn't really caught up. All those years back I was dealing with other things but there was something binding us, through time, through space. There was always something and even if it made us snap at each other it was there and at the end of the day that's all that matters. I never want to lose this." She said taking hold of my hands. "I never want to lose you, even if this doesn't work, if time, temper or even love gets the best of us I vow to always be there. Even if it tears me apart not to be the one who kisses you, even if I'm not the one who holds you in bed. Even if I'm not the reason you smile at night."

My heart clenched at all the raw emotion playing in front of me. Never in my life had I seen Santana showing such passion for someone. Not like this, not as openly… not with all her walls down. All I could do, all my body felt like it could do was hold on to her like if there was no tomorrow.

"You're perfect." I kissed her. "So, so, so perfect. This is so perfect." I hugged her tighter.

I could feel her smiling against my skin. I couldn't help but to think how our life had taken this huge exceptional turn, one most people didn't get to experiment, one most people hadn't even witnessed.

And that was life for you, one moment you were left alone thinking how could all the bad things happen to you, thinking about how you deserved them and the next you knew you were standing in a lit up rooftop, clenching to the one you loved, feeling as much love as your heart could manage.

In this very moment I could finally understand why people always talked about love, about life in such strange ways. You could read a million thoughts trying to explain both and none really cut it. When you find yourself in one of those moments where words don't make sense, when air fails to fill up your lungs… that's when you realize how fragile we are and how lucky it feels to be loved as much.

"Must you do everything so well?" I asked her once she remained quiet.

"I aim to please." We both let out a breathy laugh and smiled as much as our cheeks let us.

Once the initial shock had passed she led me to a tiny table placed near the railing.

She took one look at her watch and smiled. "Do you have your camera with you?"

"Yes. Shouldn't I be doing the questioning though? You know since you like to call me Officer Fabray." I smirked at her and she rolled her eyes.

"There's no time for flirting now." I shot her a shocked look and she smiled. "Later? Yes. Now? Not so much. Now go get the camera, run."

I decided not to ask her anything more and get the camera out of my bag. Once I made my way back she looked at the clock once more and smiled.

"So…" I said trying to break the silence.

"Wait for it."

"Wait for what?"

"Point your camera over there" She pointed at a greenish building that was to the far right and resumed speaking. "and wait for it."

"I don't know where I should even point?" I said somewhat confused about all this talk.

"Ten"

I furrowed my eyebrows and spoke. "Ten? What?"

"Five" She was smiling and pointing at the spot she had told me about.

"Uhhh, okay." I wasn't going to lie, the tension was killing me, but it was equally thrilling and the wait made it fascinating.

"Two" She hugged me from behind and told me to point the camera.

The music was still playing and everything felt magical, I didn't know what else could happen but she seemed eager about it so I was too.

She moved closer and whispered. "One"

A few seconds went by and suddenly, without any type of warning that spot she had pointed at earlier was lit up with fireworks. My breath hitched and a thousand thoughts flooded my brain.

"They do this every year." She waited a second and resumed talking. "There's a Homeless shelter there, the old owners weren't nice people perse and so the people who lacked a home didn't feel more at home there than on the street. However the new owners decided to make amends with the people and put a stop to this. 'We have to treat people like people' that's what the new owners said. 'These people have a family, may there be present or not and so we do the best to keep these strangers close to our heart because to some they are known, to some these people have names and hobbies. To some these people meant the world at some point and so why wouldn't they mean the same to us? These fireworks are shinned on the night sky so the ones they loved are reminded of their worth, so their loved ones are reminded that we all make mistakes but must stick as one.' I heard all of that two years ago when I first came to town, I just happened to be on the area and there they were talking about this and when you told me you wanted this day as our first date I just couldn't let the opportunity of showing you this pass us by."

Hearing her speak with such hurt and happiness made every word feel like a wake-up call. Heaven was truly by her side.

"Now take pictures, this lasts about ten minutes." She said chuckling and regaining some of her breath.

"That was beautiful, this is perfect and I'm never going to forget this."

She was still holding me and I had never felt more secure and home than in her arms. After I took enough pictures I turned and locked eyes with her.

"I want you to understand how much this meant to me. It wasn't like any other date, It was and always will be our favorite date. I would hope everyone could experience what is like to be held by someone like you, to feel as loved as you have made me feel in our very first date. This feels so big for a first day and it feels like that because it is. I told you I wanted a cheesy date and look what you did… I can't even begin understanding how much time you put into this and much less why bother going through all this trouble for me but I thank you because I have never felt more loved. I have never felt more cherished and this is all because of you. We may have been the HBIC's years back but now it just feels like a distant memory, like if all of that time was fake and this was the real deal, and that's just what it is. This is real and I want you to understand that like you said, no matter what happens I'll be here."

By the time I was finished San grinned and picked me up, spinning me while she did.

"You're incredibly cheesy, I knew that was there buried somewhere."

I rolled my eyes and sighed. "You're so frustrating."

"And you love it." She winked.

After the fireworks had ceased we made our way back to my apartment.

"So…" She said.

"So, this was actually amazing."

"Hey give me more credit, I have my perks." She teased.

"I know which ones very well." I teased back.

"I was not speaking about those but now that you mention them yup, us Lopez have it going on good."

"That you do."

The air was a bit tense but how could it not after such a magical night, it felt unreal and so it made these times seem like a blur.

"Well I should get going." She said looking down.

"Uh yeah, I guess."

There was silence.

And more silence.

"Oh come here for Gods sake." I pulled her close and kissed her, I kissed her like I wanted to all night. Sure we had kissed a few times already but kissing her like this… like if there was no other moment felt like glory.

"That was… nice." She said smirking.

"You're not the only one with perks." I whispered, biting my lip.

She followed the movement and then shook her head. "I'll see you soon then."

"Okay. Text when you get home."

"Sure thing."

I opened the door and waved her goodbye.

She did the same and before I knew it I was closing the door after having the most romantic and perfect date I had ever experienced.

My back met the wall and that's when it hit me. I couldn't let the night end like this, enough had been enough! I had to do something about it, every fiber of my being craved her and why wouldn't I give in? It seemed like the right time. I mean how more perfect could it get? This was the moment, I had to take matters into my own hands and do this.

So I turned around, opened the door expecting to march down and try to catch up when I saw her laying on the wall with her fingers resting on her lips. The sight took my breath away and if there was any more proof that this was the right moment there it was. She snapped out of it and started mumbling a thousand things like "Sorry I was on my way" "I left my key?" and stuff that didn't even make sense.

So I marched to where she was, brought her inside my apartment and pushed her against the wall in a heated kiss. Her lips were soft and incredibly juicy. Hips where thrusting, mouths were smashing together, tongues were tracing each other sensually and the air was that of ecstasy. Her moans were muffled and I felt throbbing in places I didn't even know was possible. Her hands gripped my hips tightly and I entangled my hands on her wavy onyx hair. She kept pressing herself more and more with every passing second and the moans escaping my throat weren't even that flattering anymore.

"If you don't want to do this I need you to stop now." I heard her whisper in a husky voice.

And that was just it, even if I wanted I couldn't have stopped. I wanted this to happen, right now, no restraints and I would make sure it would because If I had to wait one more second I'd lose my head. So I did something that would make the message clear.

In one swift movement I took off my shirt, now sporting a lacy black bra with dashes of silver on the edges. Her eyes darkened at the sight and she nodded.

Tonight I would finally get my way… and if Santana's dark stare meant anything it would be that we'd be busy for quite some time.

She bit my lip and in a breathy moan I whispered "Let's see if you can make me yours."

A's A/N: M rating kicks in next chapter! Thank you for the foll/fav/rev you guys are amazing! Kisses. :D