Unexpectedly Yours

25.

Quinn's point of view

I pulled her into my body as close as possible. I wanted to hear her heartbeat and I did.

I broke the kiss to ask, "Are you okay? Your heart is beating so fast!"

"It beats for you, my love," she said as she looked at me seductively.

I kissed her sweetly, but she broke the kiss to shyly ask, "How did you like the song?"

"I loved the song so much. It was really sweet and you know that He gave me you also," I said passionately.

She kissed me again so I pulled her even more to me and we fell onto the floor. We landed sideways and faced each other. This also meant that we stopped kissing because of the fall. It wasn't how I wanted to fall so I pulled with all my might for her to be on top of me. She noticed this and made it easy for me.

"Is this better," she asked with a grin.

"Much!"

I then attached my lips to hers again.

"Quinn!" she moaned in the kiss.

"Santana," I moaned back at her lustfully.

We rolled around on the floor which was fun. Our hands groped and massaged everything that was in reach. I moved my hand lower and lower on her body. She had pajama shorts with an elastic waistband on so I dug my hand downward between the fabric and her smooth, caramel skin. As soon as my hand travelled to her, she moaned. I massaged her on top of her underwear. Her moans became louder and louder.

"Santana, I'm not even doing a lot," I said and chuckled.

"Oh, I totally know that. It's encouragement I guess," she said and kissed my cheek.

"Oh really," I teased.

She nodded her head wildly up and down. Once her head stopped bobbing, I joined her lips with my own. Once we got into a rhythm with our kissing, I moved her underwear away so I could have total access to her and I gently cupped and then massaged her again. Her moans grew louder again.

"I need you," she whispered as she looked into my eyes.

With that, I took one of my fingers and gently put it inside her. As I entered her she raised her hips so I unintentionally went farther inside her than I had planned to. I don't think she cared because she broke the kiss and screamed, "Quinn, oh my God…"

"Are you okay," I said as I wanted to make absolutely sure.

"Yes, Beautiful, do that again," she asked with sweat streaming down her forehead. I used my other hand to wipe the sweat away. She smiled and kissed me.

As we were kissing, I put another finger into her. Again she raised her hips and now both of my fingers were deep inside her. While my fingers were in her, I used my palm to gently massage everything she needed and wanted.

She started to moan louder and louder. She also began to sweat as well.

I wiggled them around and I felt her tighten around my fingers.

"Quinn," she screamed as she had her orgasm. Her eyes flew open and we connected our eyes at that exact moment. I've never felt closer to her.

I didn't move my fingers and hand from her until I knew that she had gotten everything out of her orgasm.

Then I kissed her forehead while she calmed down. I placed my head on her chest and she wrapped her arms tightly around me. I loved these moments after. They were filled with so much love that it was indescribable.

Santana's point of view

We somehow made it up to our bedroom and into bed. We cuddled for the rest of the night.

The next morning, I made us breakfast with the leftover food still in the freezer.

"Hey, Beautiful, can we stop at the store later for food," I asked.

She nodded her head.

She was sitting at the table with a pad of yellow paper in front of her.

"What's that for?" I asked.

"We are planning our wedding now," she said determinedly as she patted the seat next to her.

"OK, cool," I replied with a grin as I sat down next to her.

"Great," she said.

Then we looked at each other.

"Is this a bad sign?" I asked hesitantly.

"No, no, we've never planned a wedding before. What do you want?" she asked.

"I have the second greatest idea!" I exclaimed as one of the best ideas came to me.

"Ok, what is it," she asked intrigued.

"I know where I want to marry you…"

"Oh, yea, where?"

"The park…by the swings!" I said and looked lovingly at her.

"Oh my God, that's amazing. I want to too…Rain or shine!" she said and smiled.

She wrote down "park" then next to it she wrote down "permit?" and "charge?"

I was looking over her shoulder and said, "Good idea!"

She smiled and asked, "What the first greatest idea?"

"Falling in love with you, of course!"

She pulled my shirt towards her and kissed me passionately. I enjoyed every minute of that kiss as I always did. Then she released my lips with a pop and her face blushed.

Then she continued, "Ok, guest list…we decided on your parents, my parents…wow!" She stopped talking and smiled widely.

I smiled and said, "Yup both of your parents, Beautiful!"

"Yup…Brittany and Rachel. What do you think about asking our English teacher," she asked.

"Isn't there a rule about hanging out with students?" I asked unsure.

"Well, San, by the time we get married she won't be our English teacher anymore, right?"

"Um, I guess. I know we've told our parents that we'd wait so I guess we're waitin'?" I asked.

"I never thought we'd go ahead with it while we're still in school, San. It's good we're talking now," she said.

"Exactly. To get on the same page, so what do you think?"

"I think we should wait…" Quinn said and half smiled.

"Do you want to," I asked and lowered her head slightly.

"No, no, I don't want to, but I think it's the right thing to do. It gives us time to think about our whole future and not just our wedding," she added.

"Ok, but I wants balloons!" I yelled.

She chuckled.

"Where are we having the reception?" she asked.

"Breadstix," I said happily and did a fist pump in the air.

"Oh, that brings up a good thought," she said suddenly.

"What's that, Beautiful?"

"Well, Baby," she said and smiled, "What if we move away after high school. Are we coming back to get married? And what about Brittany and Rachel? Do you think that they'll come back just for our wedding?"

"Wow, good points. Okay, let's break it down, shall we?" I said and smiled.

"We shall," she said and smiled back at me.

Quinn Fabray and I are planning our wedding. This is too surreal!

"Santana, where were you?" she asked.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I was just thinking how wonderfully surreal this is…ya know, plannin' our wedding!"

"Tell me about it," she said and sighed contently.

Back in Lima, in Brittany's room, Rachel's point of view

I heard Brittany's phone buzz.

"Hey, Brittany, your phone is buzzing…" I said loudly.

"Can you open it and read me the message?" she asked.

I flipped the phone open, scrolled down to the new message, and said, "It's from Santana. It reads, 'Quinn and I are planning the wedding, would it b cool for u & Rachel to come back to Lima if you and Rachel move after high school? Txt me back, S.'!"

"Oh, respond for me. Tell her 'I'd go anywhere to be there for u and Quinn!' What about you," she asked.

I finished typing the message and hit send.

In a mere second, it buzzed, and I read, "Cool. What about mini-Streisand?'"

I chuckled and said nothing.

She came to sit next to me, and said, "What I think Santana, and I, want to know if you're coming back with me if we were to move. Did that make sense?" she asked awkwardly.

"Brittany, you know I've said that I see us together after high school," I said and smiled at her.

"Yeah, I know. I thought you were just being nice," she responded.

"When I say something like that I mean it," I said and boldly tucked a strand of blonde hair behind her ear. She smiled at the gesture.

"What are you going to text back to Santana," she asked.

I flipped open her phone again and found the text message conversation. I said as I typed, "Rachel is really excited to be invited to ur wedding. Thanks for including her. We'll be coming together!'"

Then I hit send.

Back at the cabin, Santana's point of view

My phone buzzed so I grabbed it and read, "Berry's in!"

"Yay! Hey, what's your favorite color?" Quinn asked.

"I'm a purple girl," I said.

"I'm a light blue girl. That'll make a unique combination," she said and wrote that down.

"Now onto a more important subject…who will be marrying us?" I asked.

"Oh, good call," she said and smiled.

"Do we really need someone? Can we improvise?" I asked.

"Um, I think we can do anything we want to cuz it's our wedding," she said.

"There won't be any objections to that idea with my parents," I volunteered.

"Yeah, my Mom probably doesn't want me asking our priest," she said and chuckled.

"I have a thought. If we hear of anyone who is willing to officiate for us, we'll revisit this discussion, but for right now we are going to wing it," I said matter of fact.

"Yup…the thing we need to do is get information regarding the license. That's very important, don't you think?" she asked me sweetly.

"Absolutely, Beautiful," I said and kissed her nose and then continued, "How about we go to the City Hall on Monday after school and get that information?"

"You're so smart," she said and smiled. She wrote everything down.

"Why thank you. I have an idea," I said as I stood up.

"What's that?" Quinn asked as she took my extended hands.

"Let's do a dry run?"

"Dry run?" she asked me.

"Yup. Pacify me," I said as I dragged her to the door.

She stood there smirking at me.

"So I'd like to walk down first, if you don't mind," I asked.

"Why's that?" she asked.

"Because I want to see you walking to me and walking to this life we've created…"

Her jaw dropped open and she didn't say anything.

"I'll take that as a yes," I said and smiled.

She smiled at me then.

"OK, picture it, our wedding song, which we have to pick out later, is playing…." I said as I started to walk towards the other side of the room. I threw up the peace sign, I gave someone the thumbs up sign, and I did a fist pump as I walked down the aisle.

"Hold up," she yelled from behind me.

"What?" I said as I turned around and looked at her seriously.

"Really?" she asked, threw her hands on hips and tapped her foot.

"I was just playing," I said and smiled widely.

"Oh, good," she said as I walked back up to her.

Once I got to her, I kissed her quickly and she pulled me into her body as close as possible. Once the kiss broke I took a moment to compose myself, but the grin I wore stayed with me long after.

"Ok, ok, for real now," I said and began to walk to the other side of the room.

I walked slowly and thought about how my life changed, for the better.

She, Quinn, has become my entire life in six month's time. I could have never guessed how much she would come to mean to me. I truly love her.

When I reached the end, I turned around and sighed. Then I watched Quinn begin to walk down to me.

Quinn's point of view

At first, I thought that this "dry run" as she called it was a dumb idea, but now that I'm actually doing it I change my mind. I'm actually a little nervous. Why? I don't know. I shouldn't be and I know it. Do I want to marry her? Yes, I do. Is she the one? I believe so. Should I tell her about how I feel? I don't know.

Then I stopped.

"Are you okay?" she asked.

Am I? I don't know.

"I don't know," I admitted and then my hand flew up to my mouth.

She walked over slowly. When she got to me, she pulled me into a hug.

"What's wrong, Beautiful?" she asked me sincerely as she massaged my back.

"It's all becoming so real," I said honestly.

"Um, is that a good thing or a bad thing?" she asked as we separated from each other. She slightly lowered her head.

"A little bit of both, I think," I said honestly.

She grabbed my hands and pulled me to a kitchen chair and I sat down. She knelt in front of me and asked, "Are you having second thoughts?"

"Um, no, er, maybe," I said.

She brushed the hair out of my eye sight and smiled a little.

"It's okay, Quinn, really it is," she said.

"Are you having second thoughts," I asked and kind of hoped she'd say that she was.

"To be completely honest…"

"That's our rule," I told her.

"Sometimes. I know I'm doing the right thing because I love you, but every once in awhile there's something that says, 'Don't go through with it.' Or 'You're too young.' Don't take this the wrong way, but when I 'hear' these things they come in your mother's voice…"

I burst out laughing. She looked at me strangely.

"I'm sorry…I'm sorry! I'm not laughing at what you're saying. I'm laughing because I 'hear' her as well," I said and looked down at her.

She leaned up and kissed me on my forehead. Then she looked into my hazel eyes, and said, "The reason why I asked you to marry me and the reason why I suggested this dry run is because I want to spend the rest of my life with you…"

I tilted my head and looked at her lovingly.

"…now I don't care when we get married. We could shock 'em all and get married tomorrow or we could wait until we're fifty…I hope not, but you get the idea. Quinn Fabray, I love you. I'm sorry if I push too much sometimes. It's just that I am excited for the future with you. I never was before so this is a new and wonderful thing for me. We can do something else now. We don't have to finish this…" she said as she pointed to what we were doing.

Before she had the chance to get off of her knees, I grabbed her cheeks and pulled her to me. I kissed her hard and passionately. Both of our eyes closed at the same time and we hugged each other tightly.

I broke the kiss and whispered against her lips, "I love you Santana Lopez…."