A/N – Sorry for the delay in posting! That's what happens when you start writing before a holiday haha. To all the Canucks out there, Happy Canada Day! Enjoy this installment.
"Kurt, I really appreciate you coming with me. You know style, so I really trust your judgment. And, besides you know Quinn better than most," I said, hoping the sincerity was coming through, as we walked into the first and hopefully last jewelry store on our adventure.
"Santana, I'm just honored that I'm one of the first to know," he gushed, taking in the immaculate display cases.
"Well, technically, you are the first," I divulge. I swear I've never heard a squeal as high-pitched as his as he gathers me in his arms and squeezes. He lets me go, smiles and turns to find a sales associate.
"Hi there, excuse me, my friend is looking for an engagement ring, could you point us in the right direction?" he asks as I browse.
"Of course! How exciting! If you'd follow me to this display case," he points, "I'd be more than happy to assist you. And, my name is Daniel."
"Thank you Daniel," Kurt responds politely as he motions for me to join him.
I walk to the counter, slightly overwhelmed by the choices. I look to Kurt for some guidance, "where do I even start?"
"Santana, does Quinn have a preference for what kind of band?" Kurt prods gently.
"Definitely not yellow gold," I smile as I think back to the box and Quinn had definitely mentioned liking white gold or platinum. I look to Daniel and he returns the smile.
"Alright, that's a start, let's take a look shall we," he propositions as he unlocks the display case. The rings are stunning, but none scream Quinn. I try to remember any other details, but I'm drawing a blank.
"Kurt, I don't know, what do you think? Do any say Quinn to you?" I ask as I lean in closer, inspecting the rings.
"You're right, I don't see anything yet," he says gently as he squeezes my hand in support.
I let out a heavy breath, and shuffle away to a display case further in the store. I stop at a random case, and there it is. This ring is the ring that I will be proposing to Quinn with. It's unique, and I can already picture it resting on Quinn's left ring finger, as she holds up her camera, adjusting the lens to take a shot. "This one," I whisper, pointing, hoping Daniel and Kurt could hear me.
"S, that's gorgeous! Daniel, could you tell us more about this one?" Kurt almost squeals.
"That ring there is a fancy yellow radiant cut diamond, surrounded by a halo of white diamonds. It's then flanked with a baguette diamond on each side, and three more diamonds set in the band, which is a 18k white gold," he expertly recites, adding a wink on the end, "and combined, it's just over 1.5 carats. I can feel the smile spreading across my face.
"Wow San, that is some ring," Kurt says dreamily.
"You don't think it's too much?" I ask nervously, "the yellow reminds me of the gold flecks I see in Quinn's eyes sometimes."
"Not at all Santana! She is going to love it," he smiles at me warmly. I nod at Kurt.
"Alright then, I'll get the box for you, and we can get this settled and have you on your way," Daniel politely interjects.
I pull my wallet out of my back pocket, pull out my Amex, and place it on the counter, "Put it on this please, Daniel." He smiles and sets about finalizing everything. Ten minutes and a signature later, I am carrying my future in my hands. Kurt and I exit the store.
"Kurt thanks again. I'm one step closer to putting a ring on it," I wink.
"Santana, of course. It is gorgeous," he wraps me up in a hug. "I have to run, Blaine wanted to meet for a late lunch. Let me know how it goes," he states before kissing me on the cheek and turning to leave.
"Bye Kurt, say hi to Blaine for me," I yell after him.
I turn to walk back in the direction of my apartment. Step one, check - on to step two.
"Q, we're going to be late picking your mom up from the airport," I mumble with my toothbrush in my mouth. Quinn is on her knees in front of me and with her soft pink lips around the head of my cock. She hums in acknowledgement, and I tangle my free hand in her long blonde locks. She takes her mouth from my shaft, and licks the underside, up to the tip, which she then swirls before taking my entire length, hitting the back of her throat. She repeats this a few more times.
"Come on Santana, I want my breakfast," she winks, before she takes the entire length one last time. I come undone and long hard spurts of cum travel down my gorgeous blonde's throat. She pulls back so that she catches some on her tongue, moaning at the taste. She cleans my shaft, tucks it back in my boxer briefs, zippers up my jeans, and buckles my belt. She leans against me, and pecks me on the lips. "I love you," she smiles.
I finish with my toothbrush, spit, rinse, and replace it beside Quinn's in the holder. I wrap my arms around her waist, pulling her in close. "I love you too, and not that I'm complaining at this start to my Friday, but what was that for?" I place a kiss on her cheek as I ask.
"You flying my mom out for the weekend. It means a lot," she whispers before leaning in and nuzzling my neck.
"Well, you mentioned it had been a while since you had seen her and I could tell you missed her. I just wanted to make you smile Q," I breathe into hair.
"Santana, if we weren't already having sex like rabbits, I would swear you were trying to charm my pants off," she chuckles. "Let's go get my mom?" she suggests, kissing my neck before leaving the bathroom. I think of the real reason Judy was visiting us this weekend, and I can't keep the smile from my face. I find Quinn at the front door, already to go.
"Lead the way Q," I state, opening the door for the girl I love.
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"Girls, this apartment is great!" Judy exclaims as she putters around giving herself the tour of our place. Quinn and I are sitting on the couch in the living room. Quinn smiles at me and rolls her eyes at her mother's antics. I can't help but let out a light chuckle. By the time we had returned from the airport, it was early afternoon.
"Thanks mom," Quinn replies, "come sit so we can make a plan for dinner."
Judy finally joins us in the living room and we start discussing dinner options. "Babe, why don't we take your mom to Mas, you know that restaurant in the West Village? The food was fantastic, remember?" I suggest, playing with Quinn's hand that was resting on my knee.
"That's a great idea," Quinn says as kisses me on the check. "Mom, this place was unbelievable. You're going to love it…wait, did you bring something dressy? If not, you can wear something of mine," she offers graciously.
"I did Quinn, thank you though. Santana mentioned something about maybe seeing Rachel's show one of the nights, so I brought a couple of dressier outfits," Judy explained.
"Fantastic," Quinn exclaims, "I think I'll wear that green dress, you know, the Prada one Kurt gave me?" she turns to me.
I smile. I knew she would want to wear this one. "Q, that's a great idea, it's just at the dry cleaners around the corner. I noticed something on it from the last time you wore it," I wink, and Quinn blushes at the memories of the last time she wore the dress; that was one fun ride in the back of a limo, even if I did make a bit of a mess. "Do you want to go pick it up and Judy and I can make a light snack to hold us off till dinner?" I suggest, hoping she agrees to my plan.
"Yah, I'll go do that," she smiles at me, before leaning in to kiss me square on the lips. The look she gives me tells me I'll be paying for letting details of our sex life slip, even if Judy didn't pick up on it. She stands up, kisses Judy on the cheek, and gathers her keys and phone before waving goodbye as she exits the apartment. Once I'm sure she's gone for good I turn to Judy.
"Judy, can you stay there for a second, there's something I want to show you," I ask nervously.
"Of course Santana, I'll be right here," she replies gently, sensing my nerves.
I rise from the couch, making my way to my office. I sit at my desk and open the bottom drawer, retrieving the velvet box that had been locked away for a week. I open it, taking a calming look at my future; I know Quinn will say yes. I leave my office and return to the living room and sit in front of Judy. She has kind eyes like Quinn, and her smile is genuine. I take a deep breath in. I don't know why I'm so nervous, I fidget with the small velvet box in my hands. I look into Judy's kind eyes.
"Judy, I know that Quinn and I weren't always on the best of terms during high school, but I think that was born out of a place where I was scared to love your daughter, because I knew that she was it for me. I knew that if I let her in and let her know all of me," I motion up and down my body, "she could break me, but I am so glad I was brave, because loving your daughter, and having her love me back makes me the happiest I have ever been," I stop fidgeting, and open the ring box to show Judy. Her smile gets bigger, so I continue. "I want to ask Quinn to marry me because I want to spend the rest of my life making her as happy as she has made me. I'm not asking for Quinn's hand, because we both know Quinn is her own person, but I am asking for your blessing, because you are the most important person in her life, and it would mean the world if I could have it before I ask her." It feels like an eternity before she speaks, but in reality, it was a few seconds.
"Santana dear, I know you love Quinn. You had to deal with a bit more than other people, so it's understandable you didn't open yourself up till you were sure. Now that you have, I see how happy you already make her, so of course I will give you my blessing. And you are the most important person in her life, don't forget that," she states simply before wrapping me up in a hug. I let out a breath I had no idea I was holding. "Now let me get another look at the ring," she instructs. I hold it up so she can get a better look. "Santana, this is a beautiful ring. You did a great job. Quinn is going to love it," she gushes.
"Thank you Judy, that means a lot. I'm gonna go put this away before Quinn comes in and ruins my plan," I smile before closing the box and heading to return it to my office. Once I'm back in the kitchen, Quinn unlocks the front door, and I rush to help her with the dry cleaning. "Hi babe," I greet her before pulling her into a kiss.
"Why hello there," she replies, as she pulls away, giving me her best smile. We turn into the apartment, and Quinn goes to Judy in the living room and I take the dry cleaning to our room knowing I should get back before Judy lets my secret slip.
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"Santana, thank you for dinner. I think that place is my new favourite restaurant," Quinn calls from the bathroom.
I close the book I was reading and place it on my bedside table, and slip under the covers. "I agree babe," I reply softly. Quinn steps out of the bathroom, turning off the light. She's wearing one of my old NYU t-shirts and a pair of boxers she put in my stocking last Christmas. Her hair's thrown up in a messy bun and her reading glasses have slipped to the end of her nose. Even when she's getting ready for bed, wearing nothing special, she looks fantastic. I feel my member stir as I watch her walk to the bed. I lift the covers to let her slide in, and she shuffles till her back is to my front. She removes her glasses and places them on her bedside table. I wrap her up in my arms; my now hard cock nestled between Quinn's firm cheeks. I think about getting up and taking care of it by myself since Judy is staying with us in the apartment, but say fuck it, Quinn will quiet if she wants. I move back so Quinn can lie on hers, and I slowly lower my full weight on her. My member is now resting on Quinn's taut stomach, and I can feel it twitch. I don't even have to speak and Quinn knows what I want.
"San, my mom is in the other room," she whispers.
"Then you'll have to be quiet," I whisper back before kissing her on that spot below her ear that she can't say no to.
"It's hard to be quiet when you make me feel so good," she plays as her hands travel around my back and down below my boxers, grabbing handfuls of my ass, pulling me closer.
"You're not too bad yourself Q," I say as I grind down. I kiss her lips, my tongue slipping into her mouth, still tasting the spearmint toothpaste on her tongue. It's a relaxed kiss with nothing to prove, but it still makes my skin tingle. Quinn's hands start to work my boxers down my legs, freeing my erection. Once my bottom half is bare, Quinn works her shorts down her tone legs. I can feel the arousal on the underside of my shaft, and I shiver with want. Quinn opens her legs wide enough for me to rest in between. I run my hard member between her folds, coating it in wetness. When I feel slick, I line up at her entrance and slip inside, until I'm totally enveloped by Quinn's tight walls. She hooks one of her legs around my waist and reaches behind my neck and tangles her hands in my hair. I reattached our lips in a lazy kiss as I slowly thrust in and out of Quinn. There's no rush, only tenderness, as I revel in the feeling of Quinn being around me. I'm making love to my blonde and nothing beats it. Quinn is tightening her walls, massaging my rock hard member. I take my lips from her lips and attend to her pulse point. Quinn lets out a quiet moan letting me know how good it feels.
"I love you," she whispers in my ear as she massages my scalp.
"Te amo Quinn," I breathe, still keeping my slow pace. I can feel the familiar coil in my gut letting me know that I'm close. I snake my left hand between us, and gently circle Quinn's nub. Her breath catches at first contact, and the following moan gets my attention. It tells me she's close. I add a little more as I continue to thrust.
"I'm close," I moan into the crook of her neck.
"I'm there babe…just a bit more," she begs quietly.
I add more pressure with the hand circling her clit, and that does it. Her walls flutter around my member, and she tumbles into her orgasm, and when her walls finally clamp down it brings my release, and I spill my load into her. I kiss her neck as she comes down, and when her walls release me, I pull out. I roll to Quinn's side and pull her into me. She snuggled close, and I bury my nose in her hair. "You make me happy," I whisper.
"I do what I can," she replies and I can feel her smile into my chest. "Now, make me happy, and hold me while I sleep." I breathe her in, and hold her tighter, knowing that I can at least do that.
A/N – Up next, the big moment.