"Something wrong Quinn?"

Quinn suddenly snapped out of her death stare as Catherine's sultry voice broke her concentration. What was Santana doing all over Claire Blackwood? Quinn felt jealousy resound through her before a gently hand rested on her shoulder. She shouldn't care should she… Quinn did though. And on that realization, she threw back her drink in a rush. If she was going to last through this… She would have to intoxicate her senses and mind… and she was well on her way being that this was her 7th.

Quinn felt the hand move lower before Catherine moved closer, wrapping Quinn up in her arms. The touch was welcomed and sent millions of Quinn senses alit… making her body arch back into Catherine. Catherine's soft hand gently caressed Quinn's arm before Catherine's nails teased up Quinn's neck, pulling back Quinn's golden mane. Catherine's soft lips traced the curve of Quinn's ear as she spotted Quinn's distraction… Santana…

Catherine's hand moved over Quinn's abdomen possessively as her hand moved to grasp Quinn's throat gently. Catherine ran her hand up Quinn's throat gently as Quinn arched further back into her… purring with pleasure. Quinn legs quivered as Catherine's heated breath and talented lips teased against her skin as they both watched Santana and Claire flirting openly. Why was Finn there? ?Did he know Blackwood? Did he-

Quinn couldn't help but let out a slight moan as Catherine nibbled her earlobe gently. Catherine was in her element as the night sky enveloped them in secrecy… The only light shining that of the huge bonfire.

"You still hung up on her?" Catherine grumbled slightly as her hold tightened on Quinn's throat. A low purr vibrated through Quinn as the show of dominance drove her hormones to the point of exhilaration.

"No" Quinn mumbled in a lust-stained voice. Quinn loved being dominated by Catherine… Yes… Catherine might be just using her… but atleast she was upfront about it. No games… No Fate… No worry…. Catherine was incontrol of the game and Quinn just followed.

"Then why you so jealous?" Catherine whispered in her ear once more… sending lightning down Quinn's spine.

"I'm not jealous" Quinn stated before turning to face Catherine.

Catherine's eyes watched Quinn with curiosity as Quinn moved closer, biting her bottom lip.

"I'm not jealous… It's just not a wise decision on her part" Quinn purred before moving closer to Catherine, entrapping Catherine's lips in her on in a mind-numbing kiss.

Yes… Quinn's hormones were rejoicing and her nerves where burning… but her heart stood still in her empty chest… She was hallow. What was she but an empty shell that lies, borrows, cheats and steals feelings just to avoid reality… That she just could not get over Santana… No matter how hard Quinn tried… Her every thought revolved around the raven-haired goddess….. And Santana didn't even know that she was Quinn's sweet torture? Her bitter delight….

As Catherine pulled back from the kiss, she watched Quinn for a few moments…. She expected emotion to swim in the hazel eyes, but was only greeted by dead, mocking eyes. Deep down, Catherine knew Quinn wasn't over Santana… but Catherine couldn't admit it to herself… She wanted Quinn… Catherine always did. Catherine pulled away from the situation, throwing her hands up in mocked surrender…

"Well if you're not jealous. You wouldn't mind the fact that Santana just pulled the blonde into the beach house" She growled in disbelief.

Quinn's nostrils suddenly flared as she forced herself not to look at Santana. Catherine picked up on the sudden tension which filled the atmosphere around them, but said nothing.

"Madame Delacroix… It looked as though your drinks ran out."

Quinn had never been so happy to hear Puck's deep voice. Catherine smiled at Puck politely as he passed her a glass of blood red wine.

"Thank you Puck"

Puck wrapped his arm around Quinn in comfort before smiling at Catherine teasingly.

"And hello to you Quinn"

His playful tone brought a smile to Quinn's lips as she realized that he was passed the point of tipsy. As she slipped his drink out of his hand, she caught Catherine smiling at the situation between the two… Could Catherine actually have genuine feeling for Quinn? Quinn's thoughts hurt her head before she took Puck's drink and downed it again in one smooth motion. Puck let out a yelp of displeasure as he pulled the bottle away from Quinn's mouth.

"Nah ah. Bitch be tripping" Puck stated before both him and Quinn burst out laughing.

The alcohol was finally taking its toll on Quinn as her world started to brighten up. Her thoughts were foggy and her emotions clear…. For the first time in a long time… She could actually enjoy the night air which caressed her skin without giving a damn what anyone else thought. She clung to the feeling that she had now… relished it….

Catherine just rolled her eyes in displeasure as music started coursing through the air… The party had just began… and her date was already plastered.

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"Claire. I'm just going to go to the car quick. Do you want anything?" Finn politely asked as he rumbled through his pockets, looking for his keys.

Santana simply took a deep breath as she saw Claire's face frown in irritation. This had been the 5th time Finn had interrupted them while they were discussing Santana's job…. Santana understood that Finn found it hard to watch his fiancé practically fawn over another woman… but seriously? RUDE….

"No… It's okay honey" Catherine stated politely through clenched teeth. Could he be anymore annoying?

Santana rolled her eyes slightly before finishing her drink… She had already lost count of how many she had finish already… but atleast her head was numbing from all the alcohol. While Finn tried to win Claire back subtly, Santana looked over the beach to Quinn, who was arch back against Catherine in the shadows. Quinn seemed to be enjoying herself…. Santana simply growled lowly in her throat before she saw Finn give up and go to the car. Claire's eyes fell onto Santana once more before a seductive smile crossed her lips…

"Would you be offended if I said I envy the woman who have been with you?" Claire stated plainly, making Santana almost choke… but in an attempt to remember her plan, she smiled charmingly back at Claire.

"Why envy when I can give you a free demonstration?" Santana purred sexily before taking Claire's hand and leading her to the beach house.

Before they disappeared, Santana's eyes fell on Puck's disapproving features before he went to go retrieve a few drinks.

What was he up to?

Santana opened the door for Claire as she led her into the dark beach house. It seemed as though the world was now all outside as they made their way to one of the bedrooms. Claire seemed overly excited as she suddenly turned around and pushed Santana against the wall to kiss her. Santana eagerly responded as Claire's lips fell on her own, teasing her lips into a deepener kiss. Santana's nature took over as her primal thoughts of lust took over, making Claire moan back in pleasure. The kiss grew more demanding as Claire's hands started to seek out Santana's flesh… teasing and pulling against Santana's clothes. Santana closed her eyes for a few moments as she felt Claire's lips move to her throat, placing soft kisses against her pulse… What was Santana doing? Was this really what she needed to still the pain in her beating chest… to forget? Alcohol and sex…. It's not like she would have a relationship with Claire? …. Santana's thoughts were forgotten as Claire bit her softly as though she was reminding Santana that she was there. Santana needed to get her head back into the game… She never was the one to disappoint…

"I want you" Came the raspy voice of Claire… "I want you so-"

Claire fell silent as the door suddenly opened… Fuck! They had forgotten to lock it in their haste… Claire pulled away at lightning speed as a the intruder put on the light. Guilt was craved into both Claire and Santana's face as a pair of hazel eyes fell upon them. Santana's heart started thundering as Quinn's nostrils flared for a split second.

"I'm sorry I interrupted" Quinn mumbled insincerely as she made her way to the staircase.

Claire watched in horror as she realized how bad this looked… She knew that "Sin" was written all over her face and Quinn… the one person who could destroy her… saw it. This couldn't be happening… how could this get-

"Hi Babe… I wondered where you disappeared to" Finn's voice grated against Claire's skin as she moved even further from Santana, who seemed to disappear in the shadows. Puck followed Finn in, giving Santana a levelling stare which Claire herself couldn't understand… what was going on? Had she gotten Santana in trouble…

"Yeah… Me and Santana were looking for a blanket or something. It's chilly" Claire lied blatantly. Luckily for her…. Finn was a dumbass.

Santana spared her a glance before she made her way to the door. Puck grabbed Santana arm before she escaped and looked at her seriously.

"You better go speak to Quinn"

Santana's eyes darkened as she heard the danger in Puck's voice. Who was he to threaten her?

"She's a big girl. She'll survive" Santana growled lowly before pulling her arm forcefully away.

Puck simply grabbed her arm once again and pulled her back.

"I swear Santana. If you don't grow the fuck up… you're going to lose everything that matters to you" And with that, he pulled his hand away and walked out, leaving Finn and Claire in shock.

"He's write San. Maybe you should talk to her." Claire finally stated with plea in her eyes.

Santana looked around before taking a deep breath…