Hi everyone!
So here it is the second and last part of this two-shot!
I know I said I would have published on Monday or Tuesday, but, obviously, school got in the way.
Sorry for the waiting, but anyway, here we are!
Hope you enjoy, thanks for reading lovelies, and reviews are always appreciated!
They shouldn't be doing this.
Not when they both have someone who loves then waiting at home. But somehow, like every month, there they are, moaning and breathing hard in each other mouths.
Quinn knows right now she should be at home, maybe on the couch with Noah, talking about their day, but everything she looked forward to during the day was being in the Latina's arms, sweating and groaning. She also knows she should be feeling guilty, if not for her boyfriend, at least for her best friend, who probably is waiting for her wife to come back from the "business meeting", her wife who is actually above her kissing and biting her neck and trailing her hands on her body.
Santana knows she shouldn't even feel so happy in the blonde's arms, but she just can't help the feelings she constantly feels every time she's around Quinn. She also knows she should've stopped this the day Quinn showed up at her house three weeks after Brittany and her moved in New York. Santana thought that after the huge mistake she and the blonde had made three days before her own wedding, they wouldn't even make it again.
But they did, again and again, two times per month for more than six months and neither of them ever mentioned the possibility of stopping. They managed not to see each other for more than one year when the married couple lived in L.A while Quinn and Noah lived in New York, but then, one day, Brittany asked to move to New York.
Seven and a half months before
Brittany was sitting on the couch of their tiny apartment in L.A with Lord Tubbington in her lap as she was watching a documentary about dolphins.
«Sanny?» the blonde called her wife, who was cooking them breakfast.
«Yeah wifey?» Santana asked and smile as she heard her lover giggle as she turned to face the blonde.
«Lord Tubbington and I were talking and he suggested it would be a great idea to move from L.A.» she said standing up while letting her fat cat snuggle into the blanket and she made her way to the Latina.
«You want to move? Don't you like it there?» Santana asked leaning on the counter, Brittany walked closed and put her hands on her wife's hips.
«Of course I like Los Angeles babe. But I'd like to move to New York, I mean, everyone lives there and I miss out friends a lot. What do you think?» Brittany asked the Latina resting her forehead against her wife's. Santana threw her head back and places her hands on the blonde's stepping away from her.
«Babe… you know I miss them too, but in New York there is also Quinn.» the shorter girl said sitting on the counter while Brittany turned to fare her.
«I know, I said our friends are there, silly.» the blonde said giggling while Santana sighed, her wife sometimes could be so dumb and blind.
«Britt, I mean… God, you know what I mean. Are you sure you want to be around Quinn? Are you sure you want me to be around Quinn?» the Latina asked looking right into the blonde's eyes, she didn't need to go to New York, she had her wife, and she was happy just with her, but if going to the Big Apple was what Brittany wanted, she couldn't say no.
Brittany smiled walking closer to the brunette until she was standing in between her legs and she placed her hands on the Latina's thighs.
«Babe I have forgiven you and Quinn too, okay? It's alright.» Brittany said softly looking into Santana's eyes, the brunette nodded. «Do you love her?» Brittany suddenly asked. Santana's eyes widened but she looked straight into her wife's eyes and shook her head.
«I just love her as a friend.» Brittany nodded smiling and hugging her.
«I know you'll never do it again.»
She promised Brittany, so many times, that she would never cheat on her again, but there she was, with her best friend's head between her thighs and she just couldn't feel guilty because, God, it felt so damn good.
Santana took a hold on the blonde's head while the latter kept sucking and licking her clit, Quinn pushed back in three fingers and Santana arched her back off the bed. She looked down and saw two hazel eyes looking straight at her with lust and she smirked amused.
«What's up blondie? Lost your stamina?» the Latina said keeping the smirk on her face.
«Actually, I was thinking of a way to show you how many stamina I still have. Did you bring it with you?» the blonde asked giving a long lick on the brunette's clit.
«Of course I have it with me, but you also know I rather be the one using it on you. Only when I'm in the mood you can use it on me.» the brunette said resting on her elbows so she could have a better view of the blonde between her legs.
«And are you in the mood right now?» the taller girl's voice was husky but full of hope and she had a smirk on her face as she crawled on top on the Latina's body.
«Mmm… I dunno, come here and I'll let you know.» Santana stated in an low voice looking into Quinn's eyes. The blonde positioned herself above the brunette's body kissing her collarbone and her neck leaving marks and then she kissed the Latina's soft lips. Santana's lips then went to Quinn's ear and she bit it.
«It's in my purse babe.» the brunette whispered in the blonde's ear and it was all it took for Quinn to stand up smirking and going to grab Santana's purse finding there the toy she wanted to use on Santana so bad. She strapped it around her hips and slowly made her way to the Latina.
«Gosh, you're even hotter with that thing on.» Santana whined watching Quinn with eyes full of list and need. The blonde smiled sweetly and lowered herself in the brunette's body, she kissed her neck leaving other marks. Then she trailed kisses all down the Latina's body, slowly reaching her core and she gave it a few licks then she knelt and looked right at the Latina's glistening fold licking her lips, then she switched her gaze to the brunette's eyes and Santana bit her bottom lip and spread her legs wide in front of the blonde, who just smirked at the Latina. She then went closer and guided the tip of the dildo to Santana's tight entrance pushing it slowly, she knew that the Latina would be absolutely tight since they hardly used the strap-on on her. The brunette bit hard on her lip as her abs started to tighten, so Quinn reaching with one hand her core and started circling slowly the Latina's clot trying to help her relax, as she felt Santana's wall loosen up a bit around the plastic member she started to push a bit more until the base of the dildo was completely pressed against the brunette's core, fulfilling the Latina. Santana threw her head back at the sensation of being so full and Quinn slowly lowered herself and kissed the Latina's neck trying to help her relax while she adjusted to the intruder; after a bit the blonde felt Santana start rolling her hips, so she took the hint and pulled out slowly before penetrating the Latina once again. Santana ran her nails in the blonde's back multiple times leaving many scratches that made Quinn arch her back and groan as she pumped inside the Latina still slowly, afraid to hurt her; suddenly she felt Santana trail her hands on her butt and pushing her even more into herself and so Quinn started putting more force into her thrusts and going faster. The blonde took one of the tanned girl's nipples into her mouth and sucked hard on it, she could feel her arousal grow with every thrust since the base of the strap-on was rubbing so good on her own clit, and as the Latina rolled her hips against her she could feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge.
«Tana, open your eyes. I want see the look you get as you cum for me.» Quinn purred into Santana's ear and the brunette did her best to open her eyes and struggled to let them stay opened since the feeling inside her belli was growing fast and so good.
«Fuck, I'm so close baby, right, right fucking there!» the brunette moaned biting her bottom lip trying not to scream as the blonde above her had found that spot that made her see starts every time. Quinn smirked, happy to have found the spot, and speeding up her thrusts she kissed the Latina hungrily while hitting her spot again and again and again. With one last deep thrust Santana's body tensed and arched off the bed colliding with her lover's one as Quinn's body shook violently as well as the two girls cummed together. Quinn fell on her lover as she kissed her shoulder lovingly as she was used to, then she turned her head and looked at the clock on the nightstand and saw it was 03:21 a.m., and like always, they weren't going back home that night either. The blonde pulled herself out her lover's sensitive core earning a whine of pleasure mixed with pain and stood up unstrapping the toy from her body and throwing it across the room, then she got back in bed and within two seconds the Latina's body was cuddled onto her side while her head rested in the blonde's chest tracing letters on it.
«I love you, Quinn.» the tanned girl breathed out so softly that Quinn almost didn't catch it, almost. They had never said it out loud, nit because they didn't feel it, because they did, but if they would say those words it would meant that it was right, their meetings, how they always managed to sneak somewhere to stay alone when they were at some glee reunion, it would have meant that what they had at home wasn't right, not anymore, and that they had made some huge mistakes. It would all become real, and they didn't know how they could deal with reality, after all, wasn't exactly from reality that they were escaping?
Santana began to stand up, knowing she had screwed up everything, knowing Quinn understood those words weren't for the best friend, but for the lover, the one you should be with at home, not in a hotel room, the one you should take on a date, not the one you sneak off into some bathroom with, but they weren't that, and they knew it.
As Santana tried to get herself away from Quinn, she felt the blonde's grip tighten around her body. The brunette looked into those adorable hazel eyes she loved so much with a questioning look but the blonde just smile.
«Stay, please.» those words could only mean one thing, and Santana knew it. «I love you too, Santana.» the pale girl whispered looking into the Latina's watered eyes and then she kissed her plump lips with passion. The tanned girl rested her head in the blonde's chest again and she closed her eyes.
«Goodnight, blondie.» she said giving a chaste kiss on her chest.
«Goodnight, love.» the blonde said taking Santana's hand in hers.
They were woken up by Quinn's phone ringing, both girls groaned while Santana pushed her head deeper into the pillow wanting to sleep a bit more. Quinn grabbed the phone and looked at the ID biting her lip.
«Who is it babe?» Santana mumbled against the pillow.
«It's Puck.» Quinn said softly and the Latina turned to face the blonde with a pout. The paler girl smiled softly and put down her phone as she got closer to the brunette, she put her arm around Santana's waist as she looked into the girl's eyes.
«What's wrong?» the smile disappeared as the tanned girl got up from the bed and started searching for her dress.
«Nothing, I gotta go. Brittany is probably waiting for me.» the Latina said in a rush. Quinn got up wrapping the blanket around her and getting closer to Santana and wrapping her arms around her.
«Please, talk to me San.» the blonde whispered looking at the tanned girl with puppy eyes. Santana smiled softly and pecked the taller girl's lips, then she looked into her eyes and nodded.
«It's just that… I… I want to take you on a date.» Santana mumbled blushing lightly. The blonde chuckled softly but then when she looked into the Latina's eyes her chuckle died in her throat as soon as she realized the brunette was serious. The taller girl bit her lip trying to avoid Santana's gaze but the tanned girl followed her eyes.
«Look, if you don't want to you just have to say it.» the brunette said smiling to the blonde who just shook her head.
«I would love yo, and you know it. But San, you can't just forget about Brittany, you clearly married her for a reason and you just can't ruin that.» the paler girl stated looking at the ground. Santana let go of Quinn and she sat on the bed, taking her head in her hands, the blonde looked at her with sweet eyes not knowing what to do, she sure wanted to go on a date with the brunette and of course she wanted to be with her, but it just wasn't that simple. Brittany loved the brunette, she always had, and she didn't want her best friend to be hurt by her and her own wife. Quinn knelt in front of Santana, taking the tanned girl's hands in hers and rested her forehead on the brunette's.
«San, this definitely got out of hand, maybe we should stop seeing each other, at least like this…» Quinn said softly closing her eyes not wanting to see the hurt in Santana's eyes. She felt the brunette taking away her hands from the blonde's and she felt Santana standing up. Quinn stood up too and grabbed the tanned girl's arm stopping her.
«San, I love you, okay? The only thing I want to do is be with you, every day I cant wait to get to the day I'll see you again in this hotel room. I always wish I was in your arms when I get home, I wish I could sleep with you every night, I wish you were the first thing I see in the morning…» Quinn's ramble was cut off by Santana's lips smashing onto hers, the blonde put her hands around the brunette's neck while the shorter girl pulled her closer to her own body. When oxygen became an issue they broke apart, both smiling.
«I feel the exact same way, babe. And I haven't felt this way with Brittany in a while… and she… she's…» Santana trailed off biting her lip, still looking into hazel eyes.
«She's what, San?» Quinn asked worried, having no idea on what Santana wanted to say.
«She's cheating on me, too. So I don't really think she would care that much.» the brunette stated with almost a death glare.
«Oh God, seriously? I mean, it's Brittany…» the blonde whispered still shocked as Santana kissed her neck pushing her slowly as she nodded into her neck, finally Quinn's legs hit the bed and she crawled on it as Santana followed on top of her. The brunette noticed the worried expression on the blonde's face and she smiled sweetly.
«It hurt at first, it did, I can't deny it, but it doesn't anymore, now it's almost like having my best friend as a roommate and not living with my…» Santana trailed off her sentence biting her lip and looking into hazel eyes.
«Wife. You can say it San, I mean, I even was at your wedding, remember?» she said in a broken voice. Santana nodded as she started kissing the blonde's neck and her hands got ride of the blanket wrapped around her lover's body. The brunette smirked when she pushed her thigh between the blonde's legs and the blonde whimpered beneath her.
«You know what else I remember?» the tanned girl asked still smirking as the blonde kept grinding on her bare thigh. «I remember you mumbling something about how stupid Puck is while you were sitting on my couch and as I tried to stop you, your lips were on mine and you were already straddling my hips.» the brunette said in an husky tone as she got ride of her dress.
Santana was sitting on her couch watching a movie and eating popcorn while waiting for her wife to come home when her phone went off.
It was a message from Brittany.
"Sorry Sanny, practice for the show needs some more time. Don't stay up waiting for me."
It was the third time that week that Brittany stayed late at practice, but Santana knew better. She had already caught the blonde in their bed with Sam the week before, but she had made sure they weren't able to see her. She just threw her phone on the table on front of her and she got up to get something to drink when there was a knock on the door, followed by several others; the brunette rolled her eyes and made her way to the door.
«Coming!» she yelled from the living room, she looked at her phone, it was 9:47 p.m., who could it be? She opened the door and she found two gorgeous and watered hazel eyes looking straight at her cocoa ones, the blonde girl managed to smile a little before looking away.
«Quinn. God, what happened? Come here.» the brunette said stepping back opening her arms, the blonde went in closing the door behind her and she threw herself into the Latina's arms, who wrapped them around her small body whispering sweet nothings into her ear. Santana slowly made her way to the couch with Quinn still in her arms and they sat as the brunette grabbed the blonde's hands in hers.
«Quinn, honey, what happened? Why are you like this?» Santana asked softly looking into the paler girl's hazel eyes. The blonde bit her lip trying to avoid the brunette's gaze but the tanned girl kept following the taller girl's eyes.
«Noah… he found out…» Quinn breathed out looking at the ground biting her lip. Santana looked at her with a questioning look not understanding what Puck could possibly have found out to upset the other girl so much. Quinn looked into the brunette's eyes and she bit again her lip. «He found out about you and me sleeping together before your wedding.» she said trying not to cry, memories of some moments before still in her head. Santana hot closer to the blonde grabbing her cheek to make the other look at her.
«Quinn, listen, it was just a fight and we hooked up one year ago, even more than that, her will forgive you eventually.» the brunette said softly trying to find a way to cheer the girl up, Quinn shook her head while still looking at the brunette.
«He was angry San, like, really angry. I don't think he'll forgive me, he…» Quinn bit her lip once again as her eyes started getting watered again. Santana looked at the blonde worried, she knew Puck, she knew what he was able to do when he was angry, but it was different now and mostly he wouldn't hurt Quinn, he loved her, or so she thought.
«He didn't hurt you, did he?» she asked afraid of the answer and as soon as Quinn looked away Santana lost it. She suddenly felt her own blood boil and rushing in her veins, she just wanted to get up and go get that dickhead and beat the hell out of him, but she couldn't. She had to stay there with Quinn, because she needed her and she couldn't leave her alone.
«What did he do?» Quinn still didn't answer, she couldn't say it, it hurt too much just to think about it and she knew Santana would freak out if she said it out loud.
«Quinn! What did he do to you?» the tanned girl asked raising her voice without thinking, but she tried to calm herself down as soon as she saw the blonde shiver at her words and she took Quinn in her arms trying to calm her down.
«Sh, Quinnie, it's alright. I didn't mean to yell at you, I'm not mad at you. I just want to know what he did, I want to know if it still hurts, if he…» Santana was suddenly cut off by the other girl's lips, she moaned at the unexpected feeling and soon enough the blonde was in her lap straddling her hips kissing her hungrily. Quinn's hands immediately found their way under Santana's shirt cupping her bare breasts, this action caused the tanned girl to groan and arch her body into the touch. Santana reluctantly stopped kissing the girl on top of her and grabbed her hips to make her stay still.
«Quinn, listen, this isn't right and you know it, you need yo sort things out with Noah, you're not supposed to make them worse.» the tanned girl said trying to do the right decision, even though the ache between her legs was telling her to have her way with the blonde right there and then. The paler girl smiled softly as she leaned in again stopping when she was just a few inches away form the Latina's lips.
«Wanna know something, Sanny?» she said smirking and looking into cocoa eyes as the tanned girl nodded gulping. «Beside you talking in Spanish anytime you get angry…» she started as she kissed her neck and she smiled as soon as Santana let out a moan letting her know she had found her soft spot. «You trying to be mature and do the right thing has always been a major turn on for me.» she stated in an husky voice biting down in the shorter girl's neckline. Quinn started grinding on Santana still kissing her neck, then she got up and took off the brunette's shirt leaving her topless and she licked her lips enjoying the view. Slowly she made again her way near the other girl grabbing her hand and sitting again on her lap. «Wanna know how turned on I am by you right now?» Santana bit her lips gulping once again as Quinn guided her hand between her own folds still looking at her in a seductive look, soon enough the Latina's fingers were coated with the blonde's juices and so Santana kept sliding her fingers up and down, Quinn threw her head back growling softly. Then the blonde got up once again and threw away her dress as she kept her eyes on the brunette smirking, she took her time getting on her knees and sliding the shorts down the tanned girl's legs. Then Quinn pressed her thumb on Santana's clit through her panties and the brunette bit hard on her bottom lip trying not to let slip out a moan just for that simple touch. The blonde smiled as soon as she realized that the brunette's breath had become heavy and she slid her finger into the Latina's panties' waistband and she slid them down her legs, getting a perfect view of Santana's glistening folds as she parted the brunette's legs wider and placer her feet on the edge of the couch as she dove in licking slowly from the entrance to the clit and then down again.
«Quinn…please…» Santana moaned bucking up her hips trying to get more friction from Quinn's tongue. The blonde smirked as she took between her lips the brunette's clit sucking on it for dear life as Santana kept bucking her hips in synchrony with Quinn's rhythm. The blonde let go of the girl's clit with a pop and slowly made her way to her entrance diving with her tongue as her thumb replaced it on her clit, Santana's hips were still jerking at the same time of each thrust Quinn gave her. The brunette's thighs closed around the blonde's neck while the paler girl was trying to keep the girl's hips still as she repeatedly hit that spot inside the Latina that was driving her crazy as she kept moaning and shaking.
«God, Quinn… right there, please! Don't stop, keep that up! Oh God!» Santana moaned almost shouting as her hips were bucking uncontrollably as her juices coated Quinn's lips and chin and the blonde lapped every inch of the brunette's core. Slowly the blonde kissed her way up the brunette's lips as her hands reamed on the tanned skin and grabbed her breasts as she kissed Santana hungrily. The brunette slowly trailed her fingers on the blonde's stomach as she kept kissing her, she gave her clit a few strokes and she thrust in with two fingers as the pale girl whimpered at the unexpected intrusion, as soon as she adjusted to Santana's fingers Quinn started riding then at a slow pace while the tanned girl rested one hand on her hips and took into her mouth one of the blonde's nipples sucking on it.
«San… San, please, I need more, please…» the blonde breathed out as she rode Santana's fingers faster, the brunette decided to flip them over as she let Quinn's back hit the couch and she took out her fingers only to penetrate her again with three digits and her thumb went right away on the blonde's clit and she tried to rub it at the same pace her fingers were thrusting into the blonde. Santana took one of the blonde's nipples into her mouth and she sucked on it hard. The girl beneath her let out a loud moan as she threw her head back as her mouth fell open in a silent moan. Santana let go of the blonde's nipple with a poo and kissed hungrily her lips and the blonde bit on her bottom lip as Santana's fingers were pushing her over the edge.
«San, San, right there! Fuck – fucking hell– you're so good at that, God!» the blonde moaned as her hips met Santana's as she climaxed. Santana kept making circles on Quinn's clit and her fingers were still pumping slowly inside the blonde to help her ride her orgasm out as long as possible. Quinn smiled softly as Santana took out her fingers and kissed her slowly.
«So… bedroom?» the tanned girl asked smirking and grinding on the blonde, who, in the other end couldn't help but whimper moaning and nodding.
«Well, that was supposed to be our last time.» Quinn said grinning as Santana kissed her way from her jaw down to her neck. She felt the tanned girl chuckle into her neck and she flipped them over so she was facing her love who was trying not to laugh.
«Okay, now what's so funny?» the blonde asked resting herself on her elbows as she looked into cocoa eyes biting her bottom lip.
«Oh just thinking… Do you mean the round on the couch or the several others in bed?» the Latina said smirking looking at the blonde on top of her; Quinn just laughed shaking her head as she grinded onto the other girl who shivered under her and shook her head.
«What? Is my baby too sensitive?» the blonde said lowering her hand and stroking the brunette's clit as the tanned girl shivered again and squirmed, Quinn smiled as her phone went off. «Saved by the phone, babe.» Quinn said giving a chaste kiss on the brunette's lips. The pale girl grabbed her phone and frowned as she took it to her ear.
«Hi Noah.» the blonde said biting her lip while still looking at Santana with regret in her eyes. The tanned girl half smiled nodding and standing up. Quinn didn't take her eyes off Santana as she kept talking to Noah, coming up with some excuses to explain why she hadn't slept at home. Santana's lips were in a thin line and she was trying to focus as much as possible on her self-control and not to grab the blonde's phone telling Puckerman to fuck off and that Quinn was hers.
«Yeah, I know. Mhmh, you start making lunch, I'll be home in a few.» Santana heard the blonde say as she grabbed her dress and started putting it on while the blonde got off the bed doing the same. «Okay, bye. Same here.» Quinn said ending the call while looking at the brunette who was leaning on the doorframe with her arms crossed to her chest. The blonde couldn't stand the hurt in her eyes as she closed hers and inhaled deeply making her way to her lover. Quinn took Santana's hands in hers as she looked intensely into cocoa eyes.
«I love you, just you. And you know it.» the blonde said before leaning in to kiss the brunette, but Santana turned her head and Quinn's lips only met the brunette's cheek. The blonde's eyes popped open and she took a step back as she looked at the brunette in front of her. «San, please, you know I'd love to spend time with you, but…» Quinn was cut off by a disappointed and slightly angry Santana.
«But that wasn't in the agreement, alright.» the brunette said firmly, holding her gaze with eyes full of hurt.
«That's not what I was going to say, Santana. Don't be stubborn. I meant to say that if I want to talk with Noah I need to go home.» the blonde said grabbing Santana's hands once again. The brunette nodded smiling and pulling Quinn closer to her by her hips.
«Sorry, I was just…» the tanned girl trailed off biting her lip.
«Jealous? Yeah, I get it. Knowing you're going home to Brittany makes me so damn upset.» the blonde said almost in a whisper as she looked down trying to avoid the brunette's eyes. Santana lifter Quinn's head to make her look at her as she leaning in until their lips were locked together, the blonde threw her arms around the Latina's neck while the brunette pressed their bodies together. As they pulled apart, Santana rested her forehead against the blonde's and looked into hazel eyes.
«I'm going home to Brittany, yes, but you are the only one I want, okay?» the brunette asked kissing Quinn's forehead as the blonde nodded closing her eyes. «Don't close them.» she heard the Latina say and she opened her eyes to find the tanned girl looking right into them. «Have I ever told you that your eyes are beautiful?» the blonde blushed biting her lip nodding.
«Almost every time.» Quinn said hugging the brunette, who held her tight.
«We should go babe.» Santana said smiling sadly stepping back from the blonde.
«I love you, San.» the taller girl said still holding the brunette by her neck.
«I love you too, blondie.» the shorter girl replied pecking Quinn's lips before leaving the room leaving a smiling blonde behind her.
An hour later, Fabray-Puckerman apartment
Quinn was sitting in front of Noah as she slowly ate her food, trying to focus as much as possible on her boyfriend's conversation but it was hard, since she was currently shifting from one leg to the other, sometimes crossing them or pressing her thighs hard together.
The problem was Santana, obviously. The girl had just got home with all the good intentions to tell Brittany that they were over, but the blonde was nowhere to be found, so Santana had some time to kill, and she was bored. So what could be better to kill time than to tease Quinn? The brunette had started sending messages while Quinn was setting the table, at first they were sweet, but as soon as the tanned girl started asking Quinn if she was or not with Noah, the blonde knew she was up to something.
"I'm getting ready for lunch Santana, it's not the best timing."
The blonde replied and before she could leave her phone on the table to go finishing setting for lunch, Santana had already answered.
"So you are bent over setting the table, aren't you? I would love to bend you over there just for me."
Quinn chose to ignore the message and made her way to the kitchen to grab the last things she needed for lunch while Noah was bringing the food to the table. Then as she was going back to the living room she saw Noah with her phone and she almost dropped everything on the ground.
«Babe, Santana sent you a picture. Tell the girl I said hi.» he said smiling, so she assumed whatever picture the brunette had sent her, he hadn't seen it. She smiled at him grabbing her phone and sat to eat.
So there she was, shifting on her chair because Santana still hadn't stopped sending her texts and pictures, and Quinn was seriously getting frustrated. She let out a breath she didn't know she was holding when Santana sent her the message that declared that little sexting time was over.
"Brittany's here, gonna go eat and talk to her. Wish me good luck, love you babe."
The blonde smiled sweetly knowing their time was close and that as soon as Santana had talked to Brittany and the blonde to Noah, they could finally be together. Quinn got up and helped her boyfriend to clean everything up and she started washing the dishes and in a bit she felt two strong arms around her waist and Noah's chin on her shoulder, she sighed knowing what was coming up, it was a routing lately, since he had found out what happened between her and Santana before the wedding.
«I'm sorry about yesterday afternoon, I know you that's why you went to Rachel's and not because she needed to talk to someone about her new boyfriend. You know I don't mean to hurt you babe, I love you, I promise I won't do that again…» Quinn turned around and held up a hand to stop him, she already saw his eyes flick and then he just stared at her with his mouth in a thin line and his glare was cold, but she had to be strong for this.
«Noah, go to the living room and wait for me there, we need to talk.» her voice was firm, cold and Noah just nodded, which to her seemed quote odd, but she shrugged it off as he made his way to the living room, leaving her to finish off with the dishes. She grabbed her phone and sent a text to Santana, not knowing if she had already talked to her wife or not.
"I'm going to talk to Noah now. I'll let you know how it goes, see you soon, love you."
The blonde out her phone down as she finished, she knew it was a bit dangerous, Noah usually got mad on little things, like finding something out of place, or when Quinn stayed too much on the phone or dressed too showing, and it would be okay if her just got angry, but it was not since each time she had to wear a lot of make up to cover the evidences of their fights, she was also lucky that Santana never noticed, and the few times she had, Quinn had come up with good excuses. As she was about to make her way to the living room her phone beeped and she grabbed it noticing it was Santana.
"Do you want me to come over? Or to stay nearby? I've already talked to Britt, I'll tell you later."
The blonde smiled, knowing finally she was about to get her happy ending with the girl she loved.
"Nah, don't worry. It's going to be okay. Love you."
Quinn left her phone on the kitchen counter as she made her way to Noah, who was sitting on the couch playing with his phone, obviously. She sat beside him and waited for him to notice her presence. As he did, he smiled at her, which she returned looking at her hands, suddenly losing her words.
«What do you want to talk about, babe?» he asked giving her all of his attention, turning to face her. The blonde looked into his eyes and bit her lip trying to find the right words, but she soon realized that there were no right words to break up with someone, even though that someone abused her.
«It's over, Noah.» she breathed out and he almost didn't catch it, but by the look on his face she understood that he did. His hands formed two fists and he looked at her with a death glare.
«What does that mean?» he asked firmly, his voice almost betrayed him, but just for a second she thought she heard his broken voice but it soon was over.
«It means that I'm done, Noah. I'm breaking up with you.» As soon as those words left her mouth she saw his face almost red with anger and she stood up, she tried to step back a little but he noticed, and he stood up too as she embraced herself, not knowing what to do.
«You're not breaking up with me, Quinn. Do you understand? You're not going to leave this house, you're staying with me.» he said coldly stepping closer to her and he grabbed her forearms as he straddled her closer.
«You're staying here! You're mine, okay?» he yelled and her eyes flicked away at his words, because she was so afraid and because she wasn't his, she hadn't been for a long time. He looked at her coldly, then the thin line that was his mouth became a smirk, and she shivered.
«Noah, please, you're hurting me.» she whispered, her voice was dying in her throat as his grip on her wrists became stronger.
«That's good, because that's exactly what you deserve, you whore! This is about someone else, isn't it?» he said pushing her on the couch roughly as he stood in front of her, she was too scared to even try to make a noise.
«No, t-this is about what you do to me! You're constantly hurting me, Noah, can't you see it? I can't do this any longer.» she said in a rush and as she focused on her words she gained a but of courage and tried to stand up, but he just pushed her on the ground smirking.
«I'll say it one more time, honey, you're not leaving me or this house anytime soon, and now, I think you deserve your punishment, how does that sound?» he asked, his smirk never leaving his face as je lowered himself on her body, she was trembling and trying to get him off her, but failing. His hands roughly made their way under her dress grabbing her thighs, then one of his hands made its way on her shoulder, taking off the straps and revealing her chest, she kept trying anyway to push him away, but he was too strong and too heavy. She closed her eyes begging silently for it to some to and end soon, when she suddenly felt his weight being pulled off her and a loud bang near her, she heard him groan as she felt two soft hands on her pulling up the straps of her dress as she slowly opened her eyes, afraid it was just an illusion, but as she saw two chocolate orbs looking at her she felt her own body relax under the touch.
«I'm gonna take you out of here, okay? Quinn, can you hear me?» the tanned girl asked, and the blonde managed to nod softly as she was lifted from the ground in the brunette's arms, she threw her hands around the caramel neck and she rested her head on Santana's shoulder as she saw a blonde head behind her while she slowly closed her eyes.
«We can't go to the police, Sanny, we don't have proof!» the blonde girl said as Santana shook her head angrily, her hands were pulled into fists as she walked back and forth in the room.
«Britt, we have proof, have you seen the bruises on Quinn's wrists? I don't even want to guess where else she has them. Plus it's not like Puck's past is in its favor.» the brunette said trying to calm down as Brittany stood up looking at the clock.
«I have to go now, San. But first, two things.» the blonde said taking the brunette's hands in hers. «First, this is your house now, and as I told you while we were heading here, she can stay as long as you both want, it doesn't bother me, okay? And second, if I were you, I'd think about what you just said, because I know you only want to protect her, but knowing Quinn she won't even want to go to the police. So at least talk to her before dragging her there, see you, San.» the blonde said giving Santana a kiss on the cheek and leaving. The brunette sat on the couch and grabbed her phone, she had two messages from Lady Hummel and seven messages and several calls from the Hobbit, the two of them had stopped by after Brittany and her had talked, and as soon as the two of them had decided to rush to Quinn's when she wasn't answering her phone, they both had told her to let them know something.
"Is she okay? Could you reach for her at least?"
"Blaine said that if you need her can come too. Santana, let us know something!"
The brunette rolled her eyes, she had been saving her lover from rape, but of course she was supposed only to worry about texting them. Then she opened Rachel's conversation and God, she could even hear the Hobbit talk.
"Santana, did you arrive?" 13:48
"Santana, is Quinn okay?" 13:48
"Don't do anything stupid, please." 13:50
"Are you three okay? Noah didn't do anything, did he? Is he still alive at least?" 13:51
"You're in jail, aren't you? God, I don't want to have to get you out of there." 14:00
"Do I have to come to jail? Or to the hospital? Santana, let me know something!" 14:04
"I guess I'll have to but a dress for your funeral, because if you're not dead from a fight with Noah, you'll be dead for not replying!" 14:07
God, she's being so dramatic.
Santana was typing a reply to Rachel when she heard a groan from her bedroom, and then a soft voice calling for her.
«San? San, are you here?» the brunette smiled at the blonde's voice as she made her way to her bed. Santana sat beside Quinn, who was now sitting with her back against the headboard.
«Are you okay?» the tanned girl asked concerned, seeing as Quinn was rubbing her own wrists. The blonde nodded but watched confused as the brunettes stood up smiling.
«Wait for me here.» Santana said and then rushed into the bathroom, Quinn grabbed her phone and saw a lot of messaged and calls from the brunette, probably that was why the brunette broke into her – Noah's apartment. Suddenly the shorter girl popped her heard out of the door smiling. «Come here.» the Latina stated reaching out her hands for the blonde to grab. Quinn followed the girl into the bathroom confused. The tanned girl hugged her and the rested her hand on the flat stomach looking into hazel eyes.
«Now I'm going to undress you and you're going to step into the tub and just relax, how does it sound?» Santana said smiling as the blonde nodded biting her lip.
«Are you coming in too?» she asked pushing away the brunette's hands and grabbing the hem of her jeans. The Latina nodded and the blonde smiled closing the gap between them and kissing her slowly. The pale girl grabbed the hem of the brunette's shirt and threw it over her head while Santana reached behind her and unclasped her bra letting it fall onto the floor. Then she undid her own jeans sliding them down her toned legs along with her underwear, then the now naked brunette reached behind the blonde and slides down the zip of her floral dress and let it hit the floor as the blonde slid her own panties down her legs while the brunette stepped into the hot water followed by the blonde who rested her back against the tanned girl's chest.
«San?» the blonde called out, and hearing her lover hum she continued. «But… what about…» the brunette immediately cut her off kissing her neck.
«Long story short she wanted to go live with Sam, I'll tell you all, but right now I just want to lay here with my girlfriend.» the blonde smiled at those words and let her body relax against Santana's. The brunette traced small lines with her fingers on Quinn's bare arms as the blonde rested her hands on Santana's thighs while her head rested on the Latina's shoulder.
Four years later
«Goddamn it! Fucking hell, Santana I swear you're never going to touch my body again!» a sweaty blonde yelled to her wife as she was laying on a hospital bed with a killer pain throughout her whole body. The brunette was regretting her decision to hold the blonde's hand since Quinn was holding it as tight as she was possibly able to. Quinn bent herself again forward as a loud scream came out of her mouth.
«This is all your fault! Ugh, you suck, you suck, you suck!» the blonde yelled again as she let herself fall onto the mattress while she kept pushing, hoping for it to come to and end anytime soon. She's never thought about being in that situation ever again, she had even made the decision not to have kids even again, but when Santana had brought up the topic, Quinn couldn't help but picture a mini Santana running around, and just the idea had made her smile almost like anything else in the entire world. They had argued a bit about who should carry the baby, Santana wanted her to, saying that she had love seeing her with the baby bump and that she couldn't wait to see it again; but Quinn didn't even want to talk about it, she didn't want to gain so much weight and neither she wanted to suffer the pain of giving birth, again. It all changed when she remembered, thanks to Rachel and Brittany, how she was during the pregnancy, and she was sure as hell that she didn't want to have to wake up almost every night because Santana wanted to eat something weird, neither she wanted to have to deal with a crazy Santana, plus a pregnant crazy Santana, with mood switches, was something Quinn didn't want to see; so the blonde had decided to carry the baby. But as she was laying in that bed while a frisking human being was trying to made its way out of her body she didn't think it was such a good idea.
«You weren't exactly complaining the last time.» the brunette stated smirking but that smirk suddenly faded when her wife glared at her as she let out another animalistic groan and the nurse just shook her head at the Latina.
«That's it Mrs. Lopez, I can see the head! At the next contraction you need to push as mush as you can.» the obstetrician said smiling as Quinn held onto the brunette's hand as if her life depended on it letting out on last huge yell as they all heard a loud cry echoing in the room and the blonde collapsed knot the mattress.
«It's a beautiful baby boy!» the obstetrician said happily as she wrapped a towel around the baby and headed towards the door. «I'm going to clean up the baby, try to keep your wife awake so she can see your son.» the brunette smiled as she heard the word "son" leave the nurse's mouth and approached her wife who was already half-asleep.
«Hey mommy. You were amazing.» Santana said taking the blonde's hand in hers as she kissed her forehead.
«Don't look at me. I'm awful and all sweaty.» the blonde whispered biting her lip.
«Okay, first, it's not like the first time I see you covered in sweat, and I always loved the sight; plus you've never been so beautiful.» the brunette said placing a chaste kiss on her wife's lips. In that moment they heard a cough behind them and when they parted they saw Rachel holding their newborn, smiling at them.
«Sorry to interrupt lovebirds, but the nurse asked me to bring him in while she went grab some papers to put his information in. And well, I guess someone wants to meet their mommies.» the short brunette said softly handing the baby into Santana's arms. The brunette saw the look on her wife's face and placed their son in the blonde's arms.
«We're moms, babe.» the brunette whispered kissing both Quinn's and the newborn's head. They heard the door open and they both turned their head to find the blonde nurse with some papers smiling at them.
«So, what's the newborn's name?» the nurse asked approaching them. The couple looked at the baby in Quinn's arms, he had a few blonde hair and his eyes were perfectly blue and he was just a prefect sight with his caramel skin. Santana smiled at her wife as they both turned their head towards the short brunette who was waiting impatiently to know the baby's name as well.
«Jason Finn.» the blonde said with clearly teary eyes as she kept her gaze focused on Rachel who was about to cry.
«And which last name do I put?» the nurse asked writing down.
«Lopez.» the happy couple said in unison. The nurse got out the room and Santana looked at Quinn with teary eyes.
«You're the best thing that's even been mine, Quinn.»
The end
So, this should be the end.
But if you want a chapter with some moments of the little family let me know, also if some of you have some prompts give them to me and I'll do my best!
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