Santana groaned, lifting her head from her pillow with a grumble.
The heavy knocking continued, a metallic clanking echoing through the large and open living space.
"Yeah, yeah... I'm coming." The brunette spat, stumbling free of her covers and heading for the door.
Her eyes narrowed when she noticed the time, "You'd think they could remember their keys when their new roomie just pulled two doubles in a row..." She muttered, letting out a string of obscenities as she tripped over her boots.
By now the knocking had stopped, the silence almost making her turn to go back to her mattress. But she continued to the door anyway, "This had better be good..." Santana growled, sliding the door open with a grunt.
The brunette's mouth fell open in shock when she saw an amused Quinn waiting in the hallway.
The blonde bit her lip, fighting back a chuckle as she watched the anger seep out of the other woman. "Hi to you too."
Santana flushed, stepping aside so that Quinn could make her way into the dark apartment.
"Where are the others?" Quinn asked, watching Santana shut and lock the door.
"At some party with Kurt's coworkers..." She answered, moving closer to where Quinn had stopped.
"And why are you here all alone?" Quinn asked, waiting for Santana to look at her.
"Tired. Been working a lot, New York is expensive."
Both of them knew it was a lie, they'd engaged in many conversations via email and text message since the reception. Santana was very adamant to only avoid hearing the blonde's voice, knowing what reaction it would evoke in her. Not to mention she'd come to the city with more than enough money to hold her over the first couple of months without work.
"Oh, so that's why you haven't been returning my calls... Huh?" The blonde asked playfully, closing the distance between them.
Santana's breath caught in her throat as Quinn dropped her bag, the blonde's body pressing into her own.
It was dark enough that she couldn't make out the other woman's expression but she didn't need to see to know that Quinn was grinning.
The blonde's hands came up to rest on her hips for a moment before slowly rising up her stomach, pulling up her shirt with their ascent briefly.
The thick tee shirt crumpled back down to her waist line but Quinn's hands continued north, Santana shuddered. She could hear the grin tugging wider at the blonde's lips as her hands found the brunette's breasts.
Santana's mouth parted slightly, she took in a deep breath. Her cheeks flushing when she realized her body had been anticipating the blonde's touch. Hardened nipples pressing through her shirt and into Quinn's wandering hands.
"I couldn't stop thinking about you..." Quinn whispered, her breath hot on Santana's lips.
Thoroughly enjoying the reaction she was getting out of the brunette, especially the small whimper that escaped when Santana realized how close her mouth was.
Their lips brushed slightly before Santana finally moved, her right hand grabbing the back of Quinn's neck to deepen the kiss.
"Where's your bed?" Quinn gasped, catching her breath while Santana moved onto her neck.
The blonde shuddered when the shorter girl nipped at her neck before answering. Instead of doing so verbally, she pulled Quinn quickly through the curtain divider and into her small living space.
Quinn smirked, pushing Santana onto the bed once she realized how the brunette's makeshift bedroom was organized.
"Before we start..." Quinn whispered, crawling on top of Santana. She paused, her heart rate jumping as Santana's hands found her thighs. Hiking up her dress as they snuck beneath it , her nails dug in slightly as she brought them back down.
"You were saying?" The brunette responded smugly, Quinn shook her head.
"Y-yeah..." She leaned down, her hair framing their faces as her breath ghosted across Santana's lips. "No fake names, I want to be us this time."
She could feel Santana tense beneath her briefly, the silence causing her throat to tighten.
Quinn tried to will herself to speak, afraid that she'd made the other woman feel uncomfortable. When nothing came from her parted lips she snapped them shut, eyes burning slightly.
Her eyes widened when she felt Santana's hand gently cup her cheek, the brunette leaning up to meet her in a chaste kiss.
When they broke apart, the silence lingered around them. Quinn rested her forehead on Santana's, relief flooding her.
It was obvious that the two of them had been thinking the same thing since they'd last seen each other. They wanted more than the sex and games, even if they weren't sure what more was yet.
Feeling the anxiety that had entered her body so suddenly escape, Quinn captured Santana's lips again. This time much more aggressively, the brunette moaned in response. Attempting to sit up, adjusting Quinn in her lap as she did so.
Her hands moved to the zipper on the back of the blonde's dress, their lips only parting long enough for the dress to be pulled over Quinn's head.
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Santana sighed contentedly, nuzzling deeper into the pillow beneath her as Quinn stirred against her neck.
The girl looked up through her messy blonde hair, a small smile crinkling the skin beside her eyes.
"Morning..." Santana whispered softly, as if afraid to wake herself up from a dream too good to be true.
Quinn remained quiet, her smile widening as she took in the detail of the brunette's features. After a few moments of silent study she tucked her head into the crook of the other woman's neck.
Santana shivered briefly at the contact before she was overcome by a warm fluttering in her chest, she had begun to doze off again when a soft sound met her ears.
x
"Not really sure how to feel about it.
Something in the way you move
Makes me feel like I can't live without you,
it takes me all the way.
I want you to stay."
x
Quinn sang softly, her angelic voice making Santana's heart skip a beat. The blonde's eyes were closed, her tussled hair partially concealing her sleepy features.
x
"Oh the reason I hold on
Oh cause I need this hole gone
Funny you're the broken one but I'm the only one who needed saving
Cause when you never see the light it's hard to know which one of us is caving"
x
"You're gorgeous." Santana whispered, her pulse quickening when Quinn's eyes fluttered open. The hazel orbs moving up to meet her own through the wispy layer of blonde bangs. She could feel her cheeks get hot from the blush that crept across them, embarrassed by her openness.
Quinn hummed softly, lifting her body up to brush her lips against Santana's. A small smile appearing and her brows arching as she pulled back.
"I'd say you are too... But I would just be stroking your ego." She responded playfully, her teeth flashing as a grin split across Santana's face as well.
"Wanky." Santana said, wiggling her eyebrows.
"See? That's what I meant." Quinn laughed, the sound causing the brunette's stomach to twist pleasantly.
Quinn moved to settle back down into the crook of Santana's neck, enjoying the tan arm wrapped around her back.
"You hungry?"
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"Morning!" Rachel said, from her spot leaning against the counter.
"Hey, how did you sleep?" Kurt asked, arching a brow as he accepted a mug of coffee from his friend. Rachel flushed, her eyes moving towards where Santana's 'room' was.
"Erm... Alright."
"Don't lie. I'm sure as hell not going to. I'm happy for her, I mean she definitely deserves it but you'd think she could bring someone quiet home." He muttered in between blowing on his coffee, Rachel stifled a chuckle with her hand as they made their way out towards the dining room.
"Morning." A raspy voice said, Kurt arched a delicate brow.
"Look what the cat dragged in. Didn't expect you to be up until after noon." He said, the annoyance clear in his tone.
"You don't look too fine yourself, twinkle toes." Santana bit back, her brows furrowing as she ran a hand through her still unruly hair.
The three turned, their attention diverted by a loud creak of the floor boards. Being familiar with the apartment, the others knew where to step to avoid the noisy spots.
Quinn, however, wasn't quite so lucky. Her cheeks flushed as all eyes fell on her. "Hello."
Kurt and Rachel remained still, Rachel's mouth opening to flounder for a moment before slamming shut.
"I knew it!" Kurt exclaimed finally, "You two were all over each other at the reception!"
Santana chuckled to herself, her irritation being replaced by a little bit of shyness at the discovery.
Rachel continued to gape, looking between the two. "I-I didn't realize that you liked women, Quinn."
"I-"
"I just have that effect on women." Santana interrupted Quinn, smirking.
"I'm happy for the two of you, regardless." The brunette said hurriedly before standing and walking over to the refrigerator. Kurt also rose but instead made his way over to the other two.
"I have to know... Who started this?" He asked, moving a finger to point between the two of them. Santana's brows rose, her lips tugging down as she raised her hands innocently.
"For once it was not my doing." She bit her lip for a moment, sending a coy look Quinn's way.
The blonde's flushed cheeks returned, sliding her tongue along her teeth. "Actually, it was Rosario's dress that did this." She said, one eyebrow arching as she looked back to Santana and held back a chuckle.
"Who's Rosario?" Kurt asked curiously with his hands on his hips. Rachel walked back over the the group and looked past them. "There's another in there?"
"No," Quinn shook her head and eyed Santana. "Rosario's gone."
Kurt and Rachel exchanged a look as Quinn sent Santana a warm smile, nudging her slightly with her hip.
Rachel looked back to the two, teeth worrying her bottom lip. A light blush tinted her cheeks a shade darker, "So... How many times have you two..."
Santana's eyes whipped over towards the other brunette, her brows rising on her forehead. "What?! Berry... I didn't know you had it in you." Santana said, her tone sounded scandalized.
Quinn blushed, her hand seeking out Santana's to keep the brunette from saying anything crude or inappropriate. "I don't think we're counting anymore." She said softly, a playful smile tugging at her lips as she squeezed Santana's hand.
I may continue this... I want to see exactly how the three are interacting in NY/ how Santana is living to try to keep it as accurate as possible if I do... I also want to see if they add anything to the Quinntana relationship or not. If you want me to continue... Let me know, whether it is via review or PM. For now I have started a timeline for a story based around Quinn's accident and another featuring Skank!Quinn.
Thanks for reading, reviewing and following. The overwhelming support I got for the first chapter really made me feel welcomed by the fandom!