Santana's P.O.V.
Quinn didn't come back for a week. I missed her so fucking much. She didn't talk to me and I understand. She wants to be with me and I sort of rejected her. I got a little too excited when she came back last week. I might have hugged her a little too long and that's all I'm going to say. I've been a lot more sexually frustrated since Quinn has been back. I think she got so comfortable with the wolves, that some of their habits may have rubbed off on her. I've been around Puck and his pack before and they hardly wear any clothes. Quinn seems to have picked that up and usually that would be a good thing but every time I see her I get...physically excited. Yesterday was the absolute worse though.
Yesterday Tina and Brittany decided to be assholes. They were all downstairs listening to music. I went into the living room and Brittany tried to get me to dance but I didn't want to then she somehow convinced Quinn to give me a lap dance. I don't think it would have been that bad if she wasn't sitting in my lap. The whole dance was her grinding into me over and over again and it felt so good...too good. I know she felt my...excitment and she didn't stop. If Brittany and Tina weren't there she probably wouldn't have stopped until I came. She only stopped because the song ended and she got up so slowly and her ass...I can't stop thinking about it.
Before training the other day she asked me to help her stretch and massage a muscle for her because it felt a little stiff. I agreed because we've done this before but I didn't expect the place she wanted me to rub. It was her inner thigh and about as close to her vagina I could get without touching it. But it didn't stop there, oh no, she moaned while I was doing it! Threw her head back and closed her eyes too like I was going down on her. It was so sexy and now I'm to the point where her touch excites me. It might be because I haven't...handled it myself or because I haven't had any in awhile. Either way, this thing between my legs needs to control itself, it's fucking embarrassing. I feel like a 14 year old boy who can't hold it together.
Today the house is empty. I have no idea what everyone is out doing and I don't give a shit. Quinn and I are the only people here and I like it like that. Quinn convinced me to watch some old movie again in the living room. I'm lying on my back along the couch and Quinn is lying in between my legs with her head on my chest and her back on my stomach. We've been like this for awhile and nothing's popped up so I'm content.
"Hey San?" Quinn says as I run my fingers through her hair.
"Yeah?"
"You think you could make me a smoothie?" She says and I roll my eyes.
"Why can't you do it yourself?"
"Yours taste better." She moves her head so she can look at me and pout.
"Please?" I shake my head and fight back a smile.
"Fine. What do you want?"
"You know." She says.
"Get up." She leans forward and I move my legs from behind her. I walk into the kitchen and get everything I need to make her smoothie. As I put it in the blender I hear Quinn laugh at something and I can't help but chuckle slightly. I love her laugh. I put the top on and cut it on. While I wait I feel two arms snake their way around my waist.
"If you were going to get up, why couldn't you have made this smoothie again?" I ask as she rests her chin on my shoulder.
"Because yours taste better. It's perfect." She says and I shake my head with a smile.
"Everything you do is perfect." She says and I chuckle.
"Yeah right." She doesn't say anything but then I feel a small kiss to the side of my neck. Fuck. Okay. It was just one...it's just a few kisses...and lick...fuck now she's sucking and I have lost control now. Her hands were gently moving over my stomach but now they're traveling lower, a lot lower. My breath hitches slightly when she sucks my ear lobe and grabs my memeber threw my boxers. Fuck.
"Quinn." I say weakly. She slides her hand in my boxers and slowly strokes. I want to stop it but...I don't.
"Quinn." I say again more sternly but she doesn't listen. Damn it, why is she so good at this? I grab her wrist and pull her hand out of my underwear before turning towards her.
"Q, what are you doing?" I ask.
"Making you feel good." She says and goes to kiss my neck again but I stop her.
"Seriously. I don't think this is a good idea."
"Why not? You're horny, I'm horny..."
"Yeah but I don't want to just fuck you. I mean I want to fuck you but I want to make love to you."
"Then make love to me." She kisses my collar and I sigh.
"I want to but this just doesn't seem smart. Just...not now okay?" I say and she sighs and nods. I grab her waist and pull her into me, making her lips meet mine. I bite and suck her lip into my mouth and she moans lightly while wrapping her arms around my neck. She slides her tongue into my mouth and as our tongues fight for dominance I can feel her grinding into me. I could easily pick her up and fuck her on the counter or against the wall or even on the floor but if we're going to do this, I want to do it right. I start to pull back from the kiss and Quinn follows my lead.
"I want to give you all of me, not just the physical stuff and I can't right now because I still need my time to think." I say and she nods and drops her arms.
"Okay. I'll give you your time."
"Thank you and it would help if you didn't walk around in your underwear or moan or give me lap dances." I say and she giggles.
"Sure. I'll try to keep that stuff to a minimum." I nod and she kisses my cheek.
"I'll only wait so long. After all I am just human, I don't have an eternity." She walks back into the living room and I lean back against the counter. Maybe I should be thinking a little harder because if she does that again, I guarantee that I'm not going to be able to stop it.
The rest of the night went fine. She didn't really try anything else sexual but she was still very affectionate, though I'm not complaining. I don't know if I can handle losing her and I don't know any solutions to the problem. I don't want her to be a vampire because I want her to maintain her humanity. I just...I need to prepare myself.
Quinn's P.O.V.
I think Puck was on to something. I felt a little bad about teasing her because she did ask for time but I don't want to wait. Teasing her has been fun but it's backfired a little bit because I got a bit horny. I'm not going to stop teasing her though. She gets pretty excited easily and it's really funny when she tries to hide it. When I gave her the lap dance she didn't even try to. She got up with a serious tent and said she was going to take a cold shower. I offered to take a shower with her but she ran up the stairs. It was funny and cute.
Teasing Santana won't really get me what I want. It'll get me sex with Santana and yes I do want that but I want more, I want the whole package. Maybe I should just wait but that's no fun. Ugh...I'll just leave her alone.
For the rest of the day we just hung out and played around then went out onto the balcony in Santana's room and just looked at the night sky. I put two lawn chairs together and made a makeshift bed. Santana laid in between my legs with her head on my chest.
"Question." I say and Santana chuckles.
"That's nothing new. What is it?"
"What would happen if a vampire couldn't be with their soul mate?"
"Um...well I know they'll be depressed. I've heard some people commit suicide. Some people go on angry rampages killing innocent people. Some go crazy like actually insane. When you can't be with that person it kills you from the inside out. When my mom died the only thing that kept my dad afloat was me and Emily but it didn't stop his depression. After Emily and I left to be out on our own, he tried to commit suicide."
"Wow." I say and she nods against my chest.
"That's why I'm nervous about us...I don't want to lose you."
"You are so confusing." I say as I play with a strand of her hair.
"How?" She asks.
"Because what's the difference between us not being together and me being dead? Either way you don't have me."
"But you see how I can still see you, talk to you, cuddle with you. That satisfies me enough so that I don't do all that stuff. To never be able to do this because you're not here, is way worse. I'd be a mess and I...can't. I can't lose you because once we're together I'll be more dependent on you and fall hard so losing you will effect me a lot more."
"So are you just scared?" I ask and she nods her head.
"Yeah. I'm afraid something will happen."
"Well what if something happens to you? It's okay for me to be brokenhearted over you?" I ask.
"No."
"Then why can't we just be together. Either of us can die."
"But if you do it'll hurt me more."
"That's not true." I say and she sighs and nuzzles my neck.
"It is. I just need a little time Q."
"How much is a little time?" I ask.
"I don't know. I'll let you know okay?" She says and I sigh and nod.
"Fine now let's go to bed." I say and she nods and gets up. She holds her hand out to help me up and I take it. After I stand she doesn't let my hand go and I intertwine our fingers as we walk back into her room.
"Are you sleeping in here?"She asks as me and I nod my head. I let her hand go and I walk to the other side of her bed then get take my shirt and pants off before getting under the covers. Santana gets in on the other side. I move closer to her and lay my head on her shoulder.
"Good night." I say and Santana yawns.
"Night." I close my eyes and wrap my arm around her waist. I know we'll be together, it's just a matter of time.