AN: Hey everyone, hope you're all good! I feel like the story is slipping slightly but hopefully it'll come back.
Quinntanarivera - Thank you for your continued reviews. They keep me going! Santana's behaviour is definitely worrisome but I feel like she's what I call a 'bottler'. She tries to suppress and eventually they explode, I think it's a trait she needs to work on!
Anyway, on with the story..
A few days later, Santana is still trying to prove herself to Quinn, the blonde has reassured her repeatedly that they're okay, but she still wants to make sure the effort is there.
It's Friday night and the brunette has decided that it's going to be date night.
Quinn is hard to plan for because she likes the beauty in simplicity but Santana believes she's worthy of the grand gestures, you know the kind you see in a rom-com.
They finished school and made their way home.
Santana took Maribel to the hospital as she was covering a colleagues night shift and Blaine was getting ready as he was going out with Kurt and Mercedes. They had asked if Quinn and Santana wanted to go with them, but after the week they'd had, they decided they need to spend some time alone.
Santana advised that Quinn would need warm-ish clothing as they were going to be outside and at night, it was beginning to get colder.
She opted for a pair of blue jeans with a white blouse and light grey pea coat and small black heels.
Quinn stepped out into the hallway and made her way downstairs, where Santana was waiting in the living room.
As she heard steps, she turned around to face the breathtaking girl infront of her. "You look absolutely gorgeous, baby love." Leaning in to give her a quick peck as not to ruin her lipstick.
"You look good too, babe." She returned the compliment, looking her girlfriend up and down.
The brunette had gone for a mostly black outfit, black jeans, a black fitted t-shirt, black converse but she had a charcoal grey peacoat on, with a matching scarf draped around her neck, more so for an accessory than warmth.
"Are you ready to go?" Santana asks, which receives a nod and they leave the house to walk towards the car.
Santana completes her usual chivalrous act by opening and closing the passenger door before taking her own seat.
They pull out of the drive and Quinn clasps their hands on the gear stick. "So where are we going?"
Santana laughs lightly, "Have you not learnt that I am never going to tell you that if I've planned something as a surprise?"
"I have but I thought it was worth a try." Quinn replies smiling.
They are driving for around 20 minutes when they start to see lights in the distance, as they get closer, Quinn can slowly begin to work out the figure of what looks like a Ferris wheel.
"Are we at a fairground?" She asks smiling brightly.
"Is that okay?" Santana asks shyly.
"Oh my god Tana, that's amazing! I've never been to a fairground before!" She admits.
"Are you serious? Your parents never brought you here?"
"No, we never really did anything together. Russell always said that they were childish anyway and that I was a big girl who did adult things." She finishes looking down.
"I'm sorry baby, I didn't mean it like that. I just- I'm shocked that's all, I didn't know you hadn't been otherwise we could have come sooner!"
"Don't be sorry, lovebug. I'm happy that I get to come here with you for the first time, I'm sure it'll be much better." She says gaining back her smile and leaning over the centre console to kiss Santana, once the car was parked.
They get out of the car and head towards the fair. The blonde grabs hold of her girlfriends hand and interlaces their fingers, wrapping her free hand around Santana's arm and snuggling in close.
"So what do you want to do first?" Santana asks.
"I have no idea, what's your favourite thing to do?"
"I like the bumper cars and obviously the Ferris wheel but this is your first time! We have to do everything, you need the full experience."
Quinn giggles and squeezes the arm she's holding, resting her head on the other girls shoulder, "Then lead the way baby."
The girls head off to start with the funhouse and then ride the ghost train, they go on the dodgems twice considering Quinn enjoyed it so much the first time.
They play 'hook-a-duck' which the blonde is convinced is a scam and Santana laughs and tries to explain that most of these games are near enough impossible.
They then ride the waltzers and twizzler and after all the spinning Quinn decides she needs to sit down.
The blonde finds a small picnic table while Santana goes to get them some hotdogs, funnel cake and also returned with a milkshake to share, of course it's vanilla and caramel, her girlfriends favourite.
They eat and chat about what they want to do next. The Latina suggests they play a few more games, before they ride the Ferris Wheel. Quinn agrees and once they finish eating, they work their way around the games to see what they want to play.
Quinn finds a throwing game where you need to knock the cans from a shelf and fails miserably. She sulks moving around until Santana finds a shooting game.
The targets either move or they disappear if you aren't fast enough.
The worker explains that if you make 5 shots in 1 minute then you win one of the largest teddies on the rack.
"What if I make 10 shots in 1 minute?" She asks to which the man laughs.
"Sweetheart, if you can make 10 shots in 1 minute, you can keep your money and I'll give you a large, medium and small bear." To which Santana grins smugly.
Roughly a minute and a half later, she is walking away with three teddy bears and one extremely happy girlfriend.
"That was extremely sexy, how did you even do that?" Quinn murmurs in awe.
Santana laughs in reply and then explains, "Papi used to take me and Blaine out all the time into the woods that were behind our house in Dallas. We've been shooting since we were like 11. We did it right up until we left. Obviously, we don't do it anymore, Mami won't take us to the firing range because we're underage and we will have to go through it with ROTC but that won't be until later on but we were both pretty good."
"I can see that. It was like the scene from 'Mr & Mrs Smith', I think that man's jaw is still on the floor." She laughs. "Do you think we can ride the Ferris wheel now?"
"Of course my darling." Santana replies to which Quinn leans in for a quick kiss.
"Fucking hell, cover your eyes." A voice they recognise from behind them booms.
"Fuck off Karofsky, I am definitely not in the mood for you today." The Latina spits towards the approaching figure.
Dave Karofsky is one of Finn's idiotic friends. He's on the football team but has never taking a liking to Santana, he doesn't protect her when he's supposed to and she's taken a few sackings that have been his fault.
The two of them have come to blows a few times but someone always gets in between them.
When they turn, they see that he actually has a few members of the football team and a few Cheerios with them, including Bree and Kitty.
"I bet you're in the mood for me though aren't you baby." Kitty states stepping forward towards Santana, who Quinn pulls back by the arm she still has a hold of. "Ooo, little possessive aren't we, Fabray? Maybe she wants come home with me, I can show her a real good time."
"No, I'm good thank you. Now if you would all kindly fuck off, I have a date to finish." Santana smiles sickeningly sweet.
"Do they realise it's illegal around here to be a fucking dyke?" Karofsky mumbles under his breath but loud enough so that the girls hear it.
Santana goes to step forward but Quinn pulls her back again and leans into her ear, "Let's go Tana, I don't want him to ruin the night." She whispers but Santana doesn't move, so she tries again, "Please lovebug, I don't want to get into this now, I want to spend the rest of the night with you." To which Santana nods reluctantly and they turn and walk away.
Kitty and Karofsky still shouting towards them but the girls choosing to ignore it.
"I'm proud of you." Quinn says leaning into the Latina with a smile.
"I'm sorry you had to listen to that, I wish they wouldn't say that sort of stuff infront of you." Santana responds.
"Tana, what they say doesn't matter to me. Apart from when Kitty called you 'baby', that makes my skin crawl. Only I can say that."
"I know, I'm sorry."
"Stop apologising, it's not your fault. Now please don't let this ruin our night." She pleads.
"You're right, come on, let's get on that Ferris wheel so that we can go home."
They wait in line and eventually get situated in the little cart, the teddies left abandoned at the bottom as there definitely wasn't enough room for everything in the cart.
Santana rests her arm over Quinn's shoulder, who places her head on the Latinas chest and an arm wrapped around her waist.
"It's beautiful up here, who knew Lima could look like this?" The blonde jokes to which Santana chuckles. "Did you used to go to fairs with your parents then?" She asks inquisitively.
"Me, Mami and Papi, we used to go to the fair all the time in Dallas. Blaine and his mom and dad used to come too. We would spend hours playing games and repeatedly going on the rides.
When Blaine's parents died we went a little more often, I think that he felt closer to them because we really did have some great memories.
There's actually a really cute photo of him and his parents on the Ferris wheel hanging in his room." Santana finishes.
"I have seen that picture, it's adorable." As the topic came up, Quinn remembers that she has her camera in her bag.
She shuffles around so that she can get it out and then snuggles back into Santana to be able to get the angle for the photo.
Once it's printed she looks on at it with so much love in her eyes. "Thank you for sharing this with me, I know that it means more to you, being here, than you're letting on. It's a family tradition for you, I'm sorry you don't get to do that anymore." Santana just nods in response, not sure of what to say, because her girlfriend has hit the nail on the head.
She says the only thing that comes to mind, "I love you Q."
"I love you too Tana." She replies and they share a quick kiss.
And all too soon they're back on the ground, making their way back to the car.
They return home to find a note from Blaine saying that he is again staying with Mercedes and Kurt, something which Quinn is extremely thankful because she was hoping to get Santana into bed again.
She runs upstairs to get herself ready and by ready, she means into an enticing position, naked. Because how could Santana turn that down?
The Latina goes into the kitchen to get water and then makes her way up the stairs, she walks into Quinn's room, after she laughed at her for knocking the other night, and finds her naked, in the middle of the bed. She stands shocked in the doorway, this is not what she was expecting, not that she's objecting, this is extremely sexy.
"Come here baby." The blonde rasps out and Santana wastes no more time as she crawls up the bed, hovering over the naked girl.
They connect passionate lips and tongues fight for dominance urgently. This isn't like any other kiss they've shared, it's desperate and possessive, lead by Quinn but Santana definitely doesn't mind.
Quinn makes quick work of stripping Santana so that she's left in a bra and boxers.
The blonde had managed to convince her girlfriend not to wear compression shorts tonight and to just wear jeans that weren't as tight as usual. It's definitely worked in her favour because she loves to see her girlfriend in just her boxers, her bulge is huge and it really turns her on.
Right now though, she's thinking about how Kitty tried to make a move on her girl infront of her and how she needs to make sure the Latina knows who she belongs too or moreover, reassure herself.
Quinn removes the last of the underwear and Santana is currently sucking her pulse point, but before they go any further, she just needs to make her point clear.
Santana winces slightly when Quinn rather roughly cups her hardening penis and grazes her teeth across the top of her earlobe.
"This," she says whilst delicately squeezing, "this is mine. No one else is to even get near because I don't like to share." She says seductively, only making the dick in her hand even harder than before.
"It's yours baby, it will only ever be yours."
"Good, now make love to me. Make love to me rough and hard and fast." She says still biting Santana's ear lobe.
"Are you sure?" She tries to confirm but she's so turned on, it's came out as more of a whimper.
"Tana, you either do it or I'll find someone that will." She states.
Santana's head shoots up and her eyes darken, "No one else will ever get close, you're mine. You don't like to share? Well neither do I." She replies firmly, leaning over to pull a condom from the drawer, which Quinn removes the packet from her hands, opens it and slides the rubber down her throbbing dick.
"Now get inside me, I need you baby. Make love to me the way you need to, mark me as yours."
Santana wastes no more time, she lines the head of her penis with Quinn's entrance and still gently pushes forwards. Her slit extremely wet, making her movements easier.
Although Quinn wants this fast and rough, she's still very aware that this is relatively new for the blondes body and doesn't want to hurt her, so once she's filled to the hilt, she waits a few seconds before Quinn moves and she can gradually build pace to what Quinn is craving right now.
The blonde moves her hips which is Santana's green light. She begins to pull out and thrust forward at a moderate pace at first until Quinn starts to writhe beneath her.
"Harder baby." She begs and so Santana obliges.
She starts to push forward with more force and the feeling is immense. Her girlfriends channels are still so tight and they squeeze her dick so hard when she is now pumping backward and forwards relentlessly.
Quinn opens her legs wider, which allows the Latina to go even deeper, which elicits loud moans from the girl beneath her.
This is the first time they've been in this position at this pace and it appears as if it's doing wonders for the hazel eyed girl.
Santana drops her head into Quinn's neck, who turns her head to softly nip at tanned ears and just below, a major turn on point for the Latina.
This spurs her on even more and she pounds even harder than before, with strength she wasn't sure she had.
Quinn is whining in her ear, "Right there Tana, you feel so good, oh my god." She is screaming out repeatedly.
Her walls clamp around the penis inside her and she is reaching her orgasm, Santana pumps a few more times before Quinn is squirting everywhere but Santana doesn't stop, she still chasing her own release and the scratching Quinn is doing down her back is encouraging her more.
Quinn cums a second time before Santana manages release her first load but feels instant relief as she does.
She slows her thrusts so that they can both ride out their highs together but is completely exhausted by the end.
Her back is stinging from the scratches but doesn't seem to mind, she collapses on top of Quinn, still inside her and feels fingers running through her hair.
"You were incredible, lovebug. That felt so amazing, are you okay?"
"I'm fine mi amor." She replies sitting up and pulling out her now flaccid penis. She removes the condom, wraps it in a tissue and throws it away.
It isn't until she turns to walk into the bathroom that Quinn notices the mess she has made. "Oh my god baby, your back. I'm so sorry." She jumps up and runs her fingers lightly over the red marks. "Does it hurt?" She says shyly.
"It stings a little but they'll go, besides, it actually turns me on when you do it so I don't mind." She says turning and pecking Quinn on the lips.
She's now standing infront of the mirror and can see a large bruise forming on her neck, "As for this." she says pointing to the area with a cheeky grin.
"I'm sorry my love, I guess Kitty hitting on you really got to me more than I thought. I don't even think I thought about it consciously, I just wanted to let her and everyone else know you're off limits." Quinn says in response shyly stepping back.
Santana reaches forward and pulls the girl into her arms, "Don't be shy about it, if you want to mark me then that's okay with me if it makes you feel better. I'm never going to stray from you baby love. But I don't mind you sucking at me like a vampire. Besides possessive Quinn is extremely sexy and she also initiates great sex." She finishes, winking.
"Come on, let's go to sleep." Quinn says pulling her girlfriend back to bed. They lie down, Santana spooning Quinn tightly.
"Goodnight lovebug, I love you."
"I love you too mi amor, goodnight."
They lie for a few hours and Santana is still wide awake, she had tried to shift from behind Quinn so she could leave her to sleep, but as she pulled away, the blonde had turned over and rested her head on Santana's chest.
They're still lying in that position and tanned fingers are gently caressing blonde hair. She looks to the nightstand and sees that it's just before 4AM.
Her mind is racing with thoughts of what ifs and how's?
What happens if she goes into the army and she dies, how will Quinn cope with that? What will she do if Quinn is struggling with the distance and they break up? What will she do, if god forbid, something happens to Quinn while she's away and no one can reach her? Does Quinn want to get married? If so, is that something that she wants?
Of course she wants to marry the blonde but she worried about leaving her as a widow at a young age or she saw how the job ruined her parents marriage.
She needs to get out of this bed, maybe work out a little, that will tire her out.
The Latina carefully slips from beneath her girlfriend and replaces her body with a pillow so that she doesn't notice the loss, then makes her way downstairs, hoping there's some workout clothes in her room.
She doesn't want to stray too far in case the blonde does wake up, there is a punchbag in the shed in the garden. Santana figures if she leaves the door open and the light on, that should give some indication as to where she is.
It's a good 45 minutes before another presence is known.
Just before 5AM, a messy blonde head appears in the doorway.
"Lovebug, what are you doing? Come back to bed." She says gently approaching the sweaty mess, that is her girlfriend.
"Why are you up? You should be getting your beauty sleep." Santana smiles whilst unwrapping her hands.
"I woke up when you left but I must have fell back asleep. I was worried when I woke up again and you weren't there." She mutters tiredly in reply, shivering slightly from the cold.
"Come on, let's get you back inside. I don't want you to get ill." Santana says ushering her dithering girlfriend back towards the house.
"I'm going to go get in the shower, you go back to sleep."
"No, don't. Come and lay with me, please?" Quinn injects quickly. She is more than aware that Santana has not slept at all and that she has no intentions of going to sleep.
"I'm all sweaty darling, let me just-"
"No, Tana, please? It doesn't matter, I'll wash the sheets when we get up. Please, come back to bed?" She pleads.
"Okay, come on." She gives in, knowing Quinn isn't going to let this go.
The Latina gets in the bed and lies on her back, to which Quinn lays down on her right shoulder and places her arm over Santana's heart.
"Are you okay?" She asks quietly, hoping that her girlfriend is going to start opening up about what's keeping her awake.
"I'm fine Q, I just can't seem to shut my mind off."
"Do you want to talk about it?"
"Not yet. It's okay, go back to sleep." She replies brushing the conversation off.
"You'll rest too right?"
"I'm going to try," she pauses as the silence surrounds them, "I love you."
"I love you too, so so much." Quinn replies snuggling closer, hoping the the Latina will feel content enough to fall asleep.