Mirrors

"Get on the bed," Quinn says quietly. Santana just stares at her, eyebrow quirked, not exactly sure if she heard Quinn correctly. "I said, get on the bed. Don't make me say it again." Santana gulps, and makes a move towards the bed before Quinn grabs her by her wrist. "Strip for me first. Slowly. I want you to put on a show." Santana blinks once, twice, a third time, before Quinn's grip tightens around her wrist, HBIC eyebrows raised in question as to why her demand hasn't been met yet.

Santana gulps and slowly begins to untuck her blouse from her skintight pants; she inwardly thanks herself for managing to shuck her heels off before walking further into the house. She lifts her blouse out of her pants, just enough for Quinn to see her abs, before letting her shirt fall back down while she moves her hands up to her buttons, slowly pushing each one through their respective holes. When all buttons have been undone, Santana reaches up and slowly pushes her shirt off her shoulders, letting it slide to her elbows before dropping to the floor. As Santana goes to unbutton her pants, Quinn stays her hand, pushing it aside, and unbuttons it herself. Before Santana can say anything, Quinn slides her hand further into Santana's pants, running her fingers over Santana's lacy panty clad lips, causing Santana to moan.

Quinn pushes Santana to the bed, causing Santana to land on her back. "Take of your bra," Quinn states as she grabs Santana's pants and panties in one swoop, pulling them both off with ease and pulling Santana towards the edge of the bed. Santana does as she's told, feeling herself grow wetter with how dominant Quinn is being right now. "I want you to play with yourself, but don't you dare cum. Do you hear me?" Quinn asks. "I said. Do. You. Hear. Me." Santana nods her head, deft fingers making their way to her clit. She dips inside, gathering her wetness before moving to her clit, forming slow, lazy circles around it. Quinn watches her intently, feeling her own wetness pooling in her panties. As Santana continues to fuck herself, Quinn sheds off her own clothes, leaving them both clad in nothing but the light shining through the bedroom windows. "Stay here. But I want you to continue fucking yourself until I come back. But. Do. Not. Cum. Not until I give you permission." Santana closes her eyes, gulps, and slowly nods her head while dipping two fingers inside of her wet pussy. Quinn smiles, loving how Santana is playing with herself and listening to orders for once.

Quinn quickly returns to Santana. "Stop and spread your legs open," she says as one of her arms is behind her back. Santana does as she's told, spreading her legs open wide for Quinn to see her hot, wet cunt dripping with juices already. Quinn bends down and briefly kisses the top of Santana's mound before she brings her arm around and thrusts an icy dildo inside of Santana.

"Oh!" Santana shouts, eyes flying open at the cold member being thrust in and out of her. Quinn barely gives her time to adjust, but she feels every ridge and curve of the dildo as it slides in and out of her. "Fuck, Q. I – "

"Did I give you permission to speak?" Quinn asks as she halts her movements with the dildo. Santana shakes her head no. "That's what I thought. Don't speak and don't cum until I tell you to." Santana gulps, nodding, but spreading her legs open further for Quinn. Quinn resumes her fast pace with the dildo, watching Santana's facial expressions as she slides in, out, in, out, in, out in rapid succession. When she sees that Santana is close to the edge, she slows her motions down, never letting Santana fall. After bringing Santana towards the edge a few times, Quinn decides that the glass dildo has been having all the fun and her tongue really wants in.

"Lay on the middle of the bed, on your stomach." Santana whimpers when Quinn pulls out the dildo but does as she's told. Quinn quickly grabs the restraints from underneath the bed, fastening them around each of Santana's wrists and ankles before pulling them all just the right amount of tight that Santana is a little bit more than comfortably stretched. Quinn climbs on the bed and starts kissing and nipping down Santana's body, starting with her ears, her neck, her back, her sides, her ass, before she brings a hand up and slips a finger between Santana's pussy lips. "Seems as someone has been enjoying themselves," Quinn states before she withdraws her hand, only to slap Santana's ass with a CRACK! Santana whimpers, but pushes her ass up in the air for Quinn to slap again. "Oh, looks like someone enjoys having their ass slapped, huh? Has someone been a bad girl and needs to be punished?" Quinn asks again before delivering two more slaps and then rubbing the ass check out before lightly kissing it.

Quinn lowers herself until her head is right above Santana's ass before she spreads Santana's ass cheeks apart. Quinn kisses the swell above Santana's ass again before rimming Santana's hole. Santana moans at the sensation, lifting her ass up once again. Quinn takes this as a sign to continue and begins to eat out Santana's ass while slipping two fingers into Santana's pussy.

"Fuck Qui, Qui, Quinn! You feel so good, baby!" Santana shouts, feeling her orgasm rushing her towards the edge already from the sensations that Quinn's tongue and fingers are causing her to feel. She wants to cum so badly, but she knows that Quinn told her not to cum or speak unless told to do so and she's already fucked up on speaking, so she can't fuck up and cum before being told, too. "Baby. Baby, Baby. Can I cum? Please?"

Quinn looks up from what's doing briefly to say, "Once. Cum once and then no more."

Santana's orgasm immediately hits her, her body spasming as she rides through wave after wave of pleasure. Quinn continues to stoke Santana's waves, causing another orgasm to build up. "Baby, I'm going to cum again if you keep doing that," Santana pleads.

"I know," Quinn says with a glint in her eye. "That's the point." Quinn continues to eat Santana's ass out while thrusting three fingers inside of her pussy before abruptly stopping. Santana whimpers at the loss of contact. But soon Quinn is undoing the restraints and flipping Santana onto her back, four fingers thrusting inside of her pussy until Quinn feels like she can add her thumb to fist Santana.

Santana slams her eyes shut, body tensing, as she cants her hips up towards Quinn, wanting Quinn inside of her further. Quinn sets the pace, alternating between fast and slow, before Santana is quickly brought to the edge again. "Baby, can I cum?" Santana all but pleads, tears forming in her eyes from the need to cum.

"Not yet," Quinn replies. "You have to wait. If you don't wait, then you'll get punished by having your ass slapped five times. Do you want to be a good girl or a bad girl?" Quinn begins to inwardly count down the sixty seconds she plans on making Santana wait before she can cum, but before she can get to thirty, Santana is quivering below her, tears coming down her face. Quinn takes pity on her. "If you need to cum before I tell you that you can, then you can cum. But you'll get three slaps instead of five because I told you you could cum, but you also couldn't wait."

"N-no, I'll wait to you say I c-can – "

"Cum," Quinn says as she thrusts once more into Santana. And so Santana orgasms hard, squirting everywhere. And doesn't stop squirting until the whole bed is soaked, from the comforter to the sheets. Quinn has never seen Santana squirt so much before, but she loves it. Quinn continues to help Santana ride out her orgasm until Santana can no longer take it and pushes her hand away.

"Holy fuck, Q," Santana says breathily, while Quinn wraps up behind her to hold her. "That was amazing. I don't think I've ever cum so hard before in my life."

"Well, you said that you wanted me to be the more dominant one for once, so you know me, if I'm going to do something, I'm going to go all in."

"And I very much appreciate that, babe," Santana says as her eyes flutter shut. As she grinds her ass into Quinn, her eyes fly open. "Hey, someone is a little wet, I see."

"Someone is, yes. But you can take care of that later. I plan to fuck you all night long, so a nap is what we need right now. Trust me. When we wake up, you can show me what those pretty little lips of yours can do."

A/N: Well, I hope that you guys are enjoying me being back now. This one was written as a little present to you guys since today is my birthday. The song to go with this one shot - and how it got its name - is Mirrors by Natalia Kills. Hope you enjoyed the story and the song! Until next time!