Chapter Eight: 10 Weeks

It was Friday again, two weeks after the football game, and tonight the New Directions featuring April Rhodes were performing for the first time in front of a real audience. The group were decked out in cowboy outfits, and as they headed on stage for their first number Puck ran his hand across Santana's ass, squeezing gently as he passed her to take his spot on the stage next to Quinn.

Santana felt her stomach heat up at Puck's touch, ever since she and Quinn had emerged from the changing rooms in their jeans and shirts, Puck had been not quite so subtly flirting with the pair of them, whispering how much he was enjoying seeing them both in jeans, something neither girl wore very often.

"Behave," Quinn warned Puck as they stood waiting for Principal Figgins to introduce their group. "You can look now, but no touching until later."

As the music started up for their first song "Last Name" Puck smiled down at Quinn, who was his dance partner. He had really enjoyed his time so far in Glee Club, much more than he ever thought he would have, and not just because he got to spend more time with Santana and Quinn. Puck was enjoying learning the dances and the lyrics, seeing everyone come together to perform a number, the energy and enthusiasm was contagious and exhilarating.

Puck never thought he would ever see the day he was line dancing in front of an audience, but there he was, dancing, and having fun, the smile barely leaving his face.

The boys danced out to the front with April, and Puck frowned a little as the older woman groped his ass, but when Quinn beckoned him back to her as they moved back to dancing as a group, the frown vanished and his smile reappeared, ducking his head as Quinn's hand rested on his arm until he danced too far away from her to be touching.

Puck was glad that Santana was dancing on the other side of him, sending her a wink as the spun to face each other. He was glad to see both Santana and Quinn so happy out there dancing, far happier than he had ever seen either of them when they were performing for the Cheerios.

The song continued, and Puck was pleased that the choreography involved him dancing so closely with Quinn, though he could feel himself hardening in his jeans at the sight of her hips moving so sensually as she smirked up at him.

Santana watched Puck and Quinn dancing, her smile growing as she noted how happy they both were dancing together, far from feeling jealous about this fact, it made Santana's heart soar to know the two people she loved so much, were so in love with each other as well. A few days earlier Puck had mentioned something about his "girlfriends" and the threesome had agreed they were beyond the need to be asking each other out, and it made sense if they just used the term "boyfriend" and "girlfriend" to describe the others, since that seemed to be what he rest of the Glee Club were referring to them as already.

As the song wrapped up, Puck picked April up effortlessly, placing her on the arms on Artie's wheelchair to stand up. He noticed Santana next to him and grinning at her, he easily hoisted her up to sit on his shoulder, glad he got a moment with his brunette girlfriend after getting to dance with Quinn during the song.

It was a lot easier now that the rest of the Glee Club knew that the three were together, it gave them another place they were free to be themselves and so as they waited to go on stage for their second number, Puck pulled Quinn over to him, her back flush against his front.

"I like this shirt," Puck whispered, looking over Quinn's shoulder where he had a clear view down her to her cleavage, thanks to the few buttons that were undone.

"Get a room, you two," Santana teased as she walked past them, but Puck snaked an arm around her waist, pulling her back into his side.

"Does your room in about an hour work?" Puck teased, and Santana let herself melt into Puck's embrace.

"He's looking down your top," Quinn told Santana, both girls looking up at Puck who didn't even try to hide what he was doing.

"Hey you're the one who told me earlier I could look but not touch," Puck reminded Quinn.

"Way to go, Kitten," Santana teased Quinn, who poked Santana in the side, making the brunette jump.

Just as Quinn went to reply, Mr Shue entered the room, informing them that April was no longer in the Glee Club. Just when it seemed they were going to have to cancel the last song, Rachel appeared, wanting to rejoin, having quit the school play.

"And they think we have all the drama," Santana whispered in Quinn's ear, making the blonde giggle, looking over at her girlfriend.

"Stop looking down my top, Santana," Quinn whispered back.

"Nice view, eh San?" Puck joined in, bored of Rachel's speech and eager to just get back out on stage for their last song.

"You two," Quinn shook her head, pretending to turn her attention back to Rachel.

"Lucky she loves us," Puck whispered.

"Lucky indeed," Santana agreed.

"Did Quinn not come in?" Puck asked after the boys had finished their mash-off, he had noticed the blonde wasn't there when they had left to get ready for their number, but he was surprised she hadn't turned up at all. "That's not like her."

"She's been in the worst mood these past few days," Santana reminded him.

"True," Puck nodded. "Did she end up going back to your room at all last night?"

"She must have come in at some point, because I woke up as she was leaving, but she basically refused to talk to me all morning, and you saw how she was with you when you arrived," Santana was worried about Quinn's moods. She knew - being pregnant herself - that it was easy to go from happy to sad in an instant, or from sad to angry, but since lunchtime the day before, Quinn had been in the worst mood Santana had ever seen her in.

"I know she is worried about more people finding out, but this is worse than that," Puck wrapped his arms around Santana in a tight hug. "Txt me if you talk to her okay, I have class."

Santana felt Puck kiss the top of her head before giving her one last squeeze. She watched him walk out of the choir room and it was then she noticed Rachel watching her.

"Move it, Hobbit," Santana muttered as she pushed past the smaller girl. She wasn't in the mood to deal with Rachel when she was so worried about Quinn.

Quinn tugged open her locker, she was mad at herself for not going to Glee Club, but she hadn't wanted to inflict her bad mood on the rest of the group so she had hid in the library instead.

Just as she was pulling out her books for her next class, Quinn heard a familiar voice.

"I haven't seen you at Glee rehearsals," Rachel spoke and Quinn took a deep breath before she answered the brunette, trying to keep her mood in check.

"I'm not super-woman," Quinn replied. "I know Glee is your whole life, but I have the Cheerios, I'm on honour roll, I have friends."

Quinn shut her locker with a little more force than necessary, expecting Rachel to walk away, but the smaller girl was relentless.

"You don't have to be embarrassed," Rachel said as Quinn started to walk away. "No one at Glee is going to judge you. Look I know everyone expects us to be enemies and be in competition, but I don't hate you."

Quinn had turned around as Rachel continued speaking, letting her walk closer as she talked in a soft voice.

"Why not?" Quinn's voice had it's bitch-tone to it, staring down at the smaller girl. "I've been awful to you."

Rachel and Quinn continued talking and Quinn soon realised that Rachel had a point, more people were going to find out, she was going to be kicked off the Cheerios, but people would find out about Santana too, and her cheerleading career was facing the same fate, yet her girlfriend wasn't punishing Quinn for it, as Quinn was punishing her. Quinn knew she was going to need all the friends she could get soon enough, and she knew that no matter what, she had Santana and Puck by her side, but only if she stopped pushing them away, stopped pushing the Glee Kids away, because they were the ones who would be standing by her in the coming months.

As Rachel walked away, Quinn pulled out her cell phone, sending a message to both Santana and Puck with a simple "I'm sorry for my attitude. I love you."

The day passed way too slowly for Quinn's liking. The teachers in the classes she shared with Santana all insisted on individual work or listening to said teacher talking, leaving her barely any time to talk to her girlfriend except for a few quick words, and at lunchtime Sue found Quinn on her way to the cafeteria and asked her to talk in her office, and Quinn found her whole lunchtime wasted away talking to her coach about cheerleading routines.

By the time the bell rang signalling the end of the day, Quinn couldn't wait to see Santana and Puck and she hurried out to Puck's truck in the car park, her smile growing as she spotted the two of them walking together towards her.

When Santana came around to the passenger door with Quinn, the blonde threw herself at her girlfriend, wrapping her arms around the brunette tightly, her whole body instantly relaxing as she felt Santana hug her back.

"I'm so sorry for being such a bitch," Quinn murmured in Santana's ear. "You didn't deserve it at all."

Santana's face was tucked into Quinn's neck and she turned her head slightly to place a soft kiss on the pale skin.

"You're forgiven, Kitten," Santana promised as she pulled back, making Quinn break the hug so they could get into the truck where Puck was waiting for them. "I know this past month has just been crazy for your emotions."

Quinn turned to Santana in the truck before she spoke.

"And yours, but you didn't just spend the past 24 hours acting like a prize bitch," Quinn pointed out and Santana smiled softly.

"You've been through more," Santana reminded her girlfriend. "Plus, you're pretty sexy when you've got your bitch face on."

The next day was the girls' turn to perform their mash up and Puck sat watching them as Rachel rambled on in her usual way. Santana was facing him, hands on her hips as she watched him with a smile on her face, while Quinn had her back to him, her hands also on her hips.

As the song started, Puck's smile grew as he watched Santana looking so happy. He had known the Latina girl basically his whole life, but he had never seen her so happy as she was at this point in her life, even with a teenage pregnancy going on, and he put it fully down to her finding something she was truly passionate about in the Glee Club, as well as being in love.

When Rachel started to sing and the song's beat changed, the girls started to move their hips in time to the song, and Puck's smile stretched from ear to ear, his eyes moving between the two girls who were such a contrast to each other in every way possible, both physically and personality wise.

Puck's eyes were on Quinn when she ran her hands down her body, and he shifted in his seat as her hands brushed over her breasts, amazing himself how such a simple gesture in a choreographed dance could make his body react so quickly.

By the end of the dance Puck was completely turned on and he realised that usually he was dancing as well when Santana and Quinn were dancing in Glee, this was one of the first times he had seen them perform, and he had beyond enjoyed the show.

Quinn and Santana hurried over to him once Mr Shue had congratulated the girls on their performance and Puck pulled Santana to sit in his lap, letting her feel how turned on he was as he wrapped his arm around Quinn, bringing her into his side.

"Enjoy the show?" Santana questioned, her eyebrow raised as she shifted slightly in Puck's lap, making him grip Quinn's hip tighter.

"Please tell me your parents are not home until late tonight," Puck begged, desperate to have an empty house to take his girlfriends back to.

"Neither of them are home for dinner," Santana remembered. "Do you have plans?"

The rest of the Glee club had left the room or were close to the door by now and Puck's voice was low with want as he answered the brunette.

"Lots, and they all involve the two of you naked."

Luckily for Puck, Glee was the last class of the day, and he hurried the two girls out to the parking lot and over to his truck, starting the engine before Santana had even climbed in next to Quinn.

"Eager?" Santana teased, taking Quinn's hand in her own once she had put on her seatbelt. "I thought me and Q were meant to be the ones with the crazy hormones."

Puck didn't reply though, his eyes focused on the road as he worked on getting himself and his girlfriends home as safety but as quickly as possible, especially when he glanced over at the pair and saw Quinn's hand playing with the hem of Santana's short yellow dress.

Once they were in the Lopez house, Santana called out to make sure her parents weren't home before she pushed Quinn up against the front door, deciding to tease Puck a little more since he was already so worked up.

"Hey Kitten," Santana whispered against Quinn's lips, pushing their lower bodies together and loving the soft moan that feel from Quinn.

"Fuck," Puck groaned, feeling himself hardening again as he watched his girlfriends pushed up together against the door, Santana teasing the blonde by not quite letting their lips touch properly. "If you're not going to kiss her Santana, at least let me kiss her."

Santana turned to Puck, smirking at him before turning back to Quinn, her dark eyes meeting Quinn's greens before she crashed their lips together, quickly thrusting her tongue into the blonde's mouth and deepening the kiss.

The two girls kissed for what seemed like an eternity to Puck, and he found himself just watching them, unwilling to take his eyes off the spectacle in front of him, taking in every detail from the way Quinn's hands gripped Santana's hips, pulling their bodies impossibly close to the way that Santana sucked Quinn's bottom lip into her mouth, making the blonde visibly shudder.

"Bedroom," Santana whispered to Quinn as they broke apart, Santana taking a step back to release Quinn from being pressed up against the door. Quinn looked over at Puck, her eyes darting down to see his arousal clearly outlined in his jeans and she grabbing his hand and pulling him upstairs after her and Santana.

Once they were in Santana's bedroom, the brunette went right to work ridding Puck of his jeans, pushing them down his legs and letting him kick them off as Santana joined their lips in a hungry kiss. Quinn happily watched her girlfriend take control of Puck, removing his shirt and throwing it across the room before pushing him towards the bed.

Quinn bit down on her bottom lip as she watched Santana and Puck kissing again, Santana's fingers trailing up and down Puck's length through his boxers.

"Clothes off, Kitten," Santana told Quinn as she looked up at the blonde who had made her way to the side of the bed. Quinn quickly removed her yellow dress, letting it pool to the floor before she climbed onto the bed next to Santana and Puck.

Quinn decided Santana was far too dressed for the situation and she tugged the zipper of Santana's dress down, pushing the material off the girl's caramel shoulders, letting it fall to her waist. With a flick of her wrist, Quinn removed Santana's bra, tossing it behind her before she removed her own bra.

Santana stood from the bed, letting her dress drop to the floor before she carefully kicked off her shoes and pulled down her underwear, climbing back onto the bed naked.

"Up against the pillows," Santana ordered Puck, letting the boy move to the head of the bed before she crawled up to him, straddling his waist as she pulled the waistband of his boxers down, freeing him, his hardened length hitting his stomach before Santana pulled his boxers all the way off and settled back between his legs, dropping her head to lick Puck from the base to his tip.

"Move over here," Quinn told Santana, having moved to kneel next to Puck, she reached out and grabbed Santana's hip, tugging the girl to be kneeling right next to Puck's hip. Quinn moved behind Santana, placing one hand on her upper back and letting her fingers slowly slide down Santana's back and over her ass to come to rest between her legs.

As Santana dropped her head to take Puck into her mouth, Quinn ran a finger lightly through Santana's folds, feeling the wetness coat her finger which she then brought up to her mouth, sucking the digit between her lips as she looked up at Puck who was watching her.

"Wanna taste?" The blonde offered with a husky voice, and Puck nodded eagerly, his eyes shifting to take in Santana who was slowly bobbing up and down his length, her own eyes closing as Quinn ran a finger through her again, this time entering her slowly before pulling back out and moving up closer to Puck.

Quinn offered her finger to Puck, and he quickly sucked it into his mouth, moaning around the digit at Santana's taste. After he had cleaned Quinn's finger, he let her pull it from his mouth before he reached up and tangled his hand in her blonde hair, tugging her mouth down to kiss her, letting her taste their girlfriend on his tongue.

As Santana worked Puck faster, he broke the kiss, and Quinn returned to kneeling behind Santana, wasting no time plunging a finger back into the brunette, quickly adding a second to try and bring her girlfriend as close as she could see Puck already was.

Puck tried to keep his eyes open so he could watch both Santana's mouth on him and Quinn's fingers pumping in and out of Santana, but it was getting more difficult as Santana's head moved further down him taking as much of it into her mouth as she could.

"Fuck, San!" Puck warned the brunette, knowing he was about ready to burst, but Santana didn't stop. Instead she moaned around him as Quinn's skilled fingers threw her over the edge, the vibrations from her mouth easily pulling Puck over as well.

Her body still trembling against Quinn's, Santana pulled her mouth from Puck, swallowing all he had to offer before she turned to capture Quinn's lips in a heated kiss.

"Lie down," Santana's husky voice ordered Quinn, who quickly moved to lay next to Puck on the bed.

Santana pushed Quinn's knees apart, seeing how wet Quinn's underwear was, running her finger over the darkened spot as she teased her girlfriend.

"You want a turn now, Kitten?" Santana asked, wanting to hear Quinn beg for her touch, knowing how turned on Quinn got watching Santana go down on Puck.

"Please," Quinn begged. "I need you."

Santana slowly drew Quinn's underwear down her legs, tossing them to the floor before she settled back between Quinn's legs, wrapping an arm around one of Quinn's thighs, the other arm settling across Quinn's stomach to keep her still.

Quinn's back arched off the bed as Santana drew her tongue right up her slit, swirling around her sensitive bundle of nerves.

Puck bent his head to take one of Quinn's pouting nipples into his mouth, his tongue swirling around the bud in the same way that Santana was working her further down, and Quinn couldn't control the loud moan that escaped from her lips.

Santana removed her arm from Quinn's leg so she was able to slide two fingers into Quinn, curling them up to hit the spot inside the blonde she knew would have Quinn at the edge in no time.

Within minutes Quinn's body arched up off the bed once more, going rigid before exploding with a loud cry, every muscle in her body tightening as Santana and Puck both used their hands and mouths on respective parts of her body to bring her to the peak before letting her slowly come back down.

Quinn didn't even have time to recover before Puck was gesturing for Santana to move out of the way, settling himself between Quinn's legs and slowly entering Quinn's still twitching body.

"Oh!" Quinn cried out. "Fuck, oh god!"

Santana watched as Puck set a steady pace, Quinn's fists bunching up in the blanket under her as her still sensitive body trembled with every thrust. The blonde opened her eyes and saw Santana watching her closely, suddenly overwhelmed with the need to give the brunette pleasure once more.

"I wanna taste you," Quinn whined to Santana, loving the way the brunette's eyes darkened at her words.

"You already did, and you shared with Puck," Santana reminded her girlfriend, but Quinn shook her head.

"Not properly, come here," Santana moved up the bed to kneel next to Quinn's head, and the blonde moved Santana's leg so she was straddling Quinn's face.

"Fuck, Q," Santana cried out as Quinn's tongue licked up her length a few times before quickening it's pace, making the brunette's legs feel like they were going to give out.

As Puck watched Santana climb onto Quinn, he started to thrust faster, lifting one of Quinn's legs to wrap around his waist so he could enter her deeper, knowing she wouldn't take long to bring Santana to the edge and wanting the three of them to finish together.

Quinn's moans were muffled by Santana, but Puck could tell from the way her body was moving under him that she was close, and just as Santana cried out, her hands gripping the headboard to support her body, Puck reached down to rub tight circles against Quinn's clit, sending her flying over the edge within seconds, her muscles contracting around him making Puck hit his high as well, and before long the three teenagers wearily collapsed onto the bed together.

"I wonder if we can dance together every day in Glee, Kitten?" Santana murmured as she cuddled closer into Puck.

"I'd be down for that," Puck replied with a smile, kissing Quinn's forehead. "Totally cool with me."