A/N: So this is easily the hardest chapter I've written. I hope you all like it, but feel free to let me know if you don't. And just a heads up, this'll probably be the last update for a few days. Happy Saint Paddy's Weekend!
SANTANA
I've never been so nervous in my life. It's a weird nervous, because I know that whatever happens next will be the best thing I've ever experienced, but that is inexplicably nerve wracking for some reason. I'm acutely aware that my entire body is trembling in anxious anticipation.
I run my shaky hands down Quinn's slender arms and watch her link her hands with mine. It is an incredibly moving moment for me, and I pick our interlocked hands up to press my lips to the backs of each of hers. She smiles at me warmly and leans forward to press a cautious kiss to my lips.
"Wait here," I whisper, then get up to turn the light out.
I put my iPod on the dock and select a playlist I may or may not have put together with this scenario in mind. I turn the volume low and hit shuffle. When I climb back on to the bed, I grab the remote to my TV and turn it on, then hit mute. It casts a flickering light on us, just enough to be able to see each other somewhat clearly.
I turn my attention back to Quinn, and her face breaks into a wide smile.
"What?" I ask.
"I don't know, I've got the nervous giggles I think. We're so serious about this, look at my hands, I'm shaking!" Quinn answers with a short laugh.
"God, me too! I'm legitimately nervous."
"We need to lighten up a little I think."
"Well why don't you tell me a joke?" I offer up.
Quinn laughs at the suggestion, and the mood is already lighter.
"Orrrrr…I can tell you all of the things I find incredibly sexy about you."
"Please Quinn, we don't have all night," I retort.
This earns me an even harder laugh, which in turn makes me smile.
"You're impossible." Quinn says, tossing her hands up.
I surprise her by closing the gap between us suddenly. I capture her lips with mine; carefully working my lips against hers as I slowly reach down to grab the hem of her shirt. I briefly separate our mouths to pull it up over her head. Quinn obediently raises her hands over her head to help out, and I toss her shirt on the floor. I kiss her for another second, then reach down to pull my own shirt off and drop it to the floor as well.
When I close the gap between us this time, I gently push Quinn onto her back and lay my torso on hers to continue kissing her. She slips her hands around my back and I can feel her fingertips running along my spine. Her light touch sends a shiver through my whole body, and I nip at her lip in response. I get a megawatt smile when I pull back and look at her for a second. I grin in response; Quinn's perfect smile is too infectious not to smile back.
I tuck her hair behind her ear, and then move my lips to her neck. I press my lips to her soft skin once, twice, and then I slide my tongue out to run it along the bottom of her jaw between the kisses I place there. Quinn's deep sigh and her hands buried in my hair tell me I'm doing something right, so I start moving lower and lower. I alternate between kisses, sucking gently, and careful nibbles that cause her to tighten her grip on my hair. When I reach her collarbone I bite down a little harder, causing Quinn to buck up slightly, and then I run just the tip of my tongue over the slightly reddened skin. I hear a deep sigh from the beautiful girl below me.
It seems a shame to stop there, so I continue my trail of wet kisses down her sternum, straying every now and then for an occasional gentle bite on the smooth, fleshy curves of her breasts, until I reach her bra. I lean back and bring my hand up, running my fingertips along the edge of her bra, tracing her soft skin. I look up to her face and give a questioning look, asking permission.
Quinn lets out a shaky breath and then leans towards me so that I can reach around and undo the clasp. I'm successful on my second attempt, and I smile triumphantly at her as she lies back down. I slide the fingertips of my left hand down each of her shoulders, sliding the straps down, and Quinn reaches up to shyly remove the bra completely. I immediately rest my body on hers once again and kiss her lips in an attempt to ease her nerves before I return my attention to the newly exposed flesh.
I feel an almost childlike giddiness. I've imagined Quinn naked beneath me so many times, but nothing I've pictured has ever come close to the beauty of this moment with her. I run my palm lightly down her chest and over one perfectly round breast. I feel her breath jump, and I want to cause that as many times as possible. I let my thumb skim over her perfect pink nipple, and am rewarded with a low God falling from her lips.
She's somehow managing to be sexy and innocent at the same time, and I can feel the urgency growing between us. As soon as I bring my mouth down to cover her other nipple, Quinn reaches out with one hand and pops my bra clasp loose with incredible ease. My bra hangs loosely in front of me, and I slide it off without removing my lips from the hardened peak of Quinn's breast. I alternate between sucking lightly and flicking my tongue against it, and the blonde beneath me squirms adorably. When I finally release her nipple with a light grazing of my teeth, Quinn pulls me up to kiss her. I am braced over her, and my chest skims against hers as our kiss grows deeper.
QUINN
Nothing I could have imagined would come close to my reality right now. I've never in my entire life felt loved and cared for like this. Santana is so tender I could cry, and I want to show her this kind of love in return. I lean up into a passionate kiss, pressing Santana back so that we're on more equal ground, then shift myself so that I'm hovering over her. My breath is stolen when she smiles up at me.
A lower myself to gently kiss her full lips before slipping my tongue between them and running it along hers. I'm surprised when Santana doesn't try to spar with me for control of the kiss, instead letting me dictate the pace and depth, caressing her tongue with mine. She is pliant and accepting, and I can feel the trust that lies behind her submission. More than anything, this runs to the heart of me. Santana is not one to expose weakness or give someone power over her, and yet here she is, open and bare beneath me. She is the most beautiful thing I've ever seen.
I press soft kisses down the column of her throat, running my fingertips along the side of her body gently. Santana shudders and sighs, her hand buried in my hair. I make my way down to worship her supple, soft breasts. I smile against her skin when I think that mine will actually be bigger than hers soon, if only temporarily. I know it'll be something we tease one another about, because that's just our style.
I trail a wet path down her stomach, kissing and licking her defined ab muscles reverently. When I reach the top of her pants I pick my mouth up and move it back to her small dark nipple. I nip at it gently, then pull it between my lips and run my tongue over it. I reach my hand down to the button of her jeans, and I hear a light groan slip out of Santana's sexy mouth. I undo the button at the same time that I release her nipple with a soft pop of my lips. My exquisite girlfriend looks stunned as I bring my mouth to hers once more as I slide her zipper down. My girlfriend. She overwhelms me.
SANTANA
Quinn has my zipper down before I can even register her movements and it suddenly occurs to me that Quinn is about to top me. Baby lesbian I may be, but I know that I definitely won't let this happen without at least the pretense of a fight.
Quinn is looking down at her hand pushing at the top of my jeans, and I use her distraction to pop easily up onto my side, facing her. Her surprised eyes come up to my face, and I give her a little head shake.
"Sorry pretty lady, but I'm gonna need to go ahead and take the lead now," I tell her in a low voice.
"What?!" Quinn asks in a loud whisper. She legitimately seems confused. I'm a baby lesbian, sure, but she's an infant lesbian. It's cute.
"Do you trust me?"
Quinn looks dubious, but nods anyway.
"Of course."
I keep my eyes on her face while I move my hand down her little baby bump to the top of her yoga pants. I halt my movements for a second and thank the high heavens that yoga pants even exist, then hook my finger in the top of them. I run my finger along the top band of her pants for a moment, still watching her face. I can tell that her breathing has become shallow, and when the light flashes across her face for a second, it is clear that her pupils are dilated.
I push myself up onto my knees and guide Quinn back into a lying position once again. I grab a hold of her pants with both hands this time, and she lifts her butt to aid me in their swift removal. She looks nervous again, so I slip off the bed and pull my jeans and thong off. Quinn is propped up on her elbows, looking at me, and I stand still for just a second before I grab her left foot and place a kiss just above her ankle. She smiles at me, and as I climb back up onto the bed I place quick, gentle kisses along her leg. I stop well short of where I most want to be and instead jump my kisses up to her jaw and neck, my fingertips ghosting lightly on her thigh, just above her knee.
Quinn reaches down to pull her own underwear off, pulling her legs in to slide them all the way off and add them to the growing pile of discarded clothes. My hand returns to rest on her thigh, and she's looking me straight in the eye. She brings a hand up to cup my cheek, and I turn my face to press a kiss to her palm.
"I love you," she whispers.
"Love you more, beautiful."
I kiss her deeply and pull her close to me, so that we're both on our side. My left hand is running up and down her back, and her right reaches out to tuck my hair behind my ear then trace my collarbone with one finger. I bring my hand down her back and continue to let it slide down, over her perfect little ass, to grab the back of her right thigh. I pull her leg up so that her knee rests on my hip. I let my fingertips run along the top of her thigh, letting it pass closer towards her inner thigh with every stroke.
When Quinn relaxes into my touch and shifts slightly to open herself up to me, I know she's ready. I can hear my own pounding heart mixed with her shallow breathing, and I feel overwhelmed in all of the best ways. I finally let my fingers graze over the outside of her center and watch Quinn's face as her eyes snap shut and she inhales a sharp breath. I continue my slow movements, letting her get used to the feeling before advancing any further.
When she opens her eyes to look at me, I slide a finger through her wet folds, brushing lightly against her clit. This is a first for both of us, and we both react to the touch audibly, my gasp mixing with the hushed oh shit that falls from her lips. Her eyes widen for an instant, and then she presses herself closer to me. Her right hand squeezes my shoulder tightly.
"Are you okay?" I ask her softly.
"Oh my God, yes. Definitely yes," she replies breathily.
I start a gentle rhythm, working my fingers in loose circles around her sensitive nub. I build her up slowly, keeping my gaze on her face as she reacts to my touch. When Quinn bites down on her bottom lip and closes her eyes, I tighten the circle around her clit. She presses slightly on my shoulder and I slow my movements, waiting for an indication of what she wants. Quinn opens her eyes and releases her lip.
"I want you inside me, San."
Her words come out in a husky whisper and a jolt of arousal shoots through me.
"Are you sure, baby?" I'm nervous, I don't want to hurt her at all—she's only ever had sex once.
"Yes. Please," she replies certainly.
"Okay, but stop me if I hurt you or something."
"Stop worrying and fuck me."
I just about lose myself at Quinn's sexy insistence. She's so fucking hot. Far be it for me to deny her what she wants, so I dip my fingers lower to her entrance and gather some of the wetness I find there. Quinn lets out a sexy little whimper, and I feel a smirk on my face as I tease her. I slip a single finger just inside and immediately remove it, earning a gasp and a groan in quick succession. Quinn's eyes are screwed tightly shut and her mouth is hanging slightly open.
"Look at me, Quinn."
She slowly opens her eyes to look into mine, and I gently slide my finger inside of her.
QUINN
Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck. OH MY GOD.
Santana is slowly dragging her finger in and out of me, her eyes on me as she does it. I can see a smug smirk spreading on her face, and I know she's enjoying this as much as I am.
"Faster, babe."
Ohhhh fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck.
Santana responds immediately to my demand. She's still moving relatively gently, but she's picked up the speed. It feels amazing.
"Oh." I can't believe the sounds that are coming out of my mouth, but I'm powerless to stop it.
San goes a little faster.
"Baby, yes."
"God Quinn you're so fucking tight. You feel amazing."
My stomach clenches down at that, and I know I'm close to something incredible. Santana shifts slightly and the angle of her hand changes.
"Fucking CHRIST, Santana, right there, mmmmbabypleasedontstop."
SANTANA
Quinn is an absolute vision beside me, and I can't tear my eyes away. I've never heard her use so many swear words, and when she begs me not to stop I think I might come just listening to her. Everything about her is fucking sexy as hell. I lean my mouth to her ear and nibble on her earlobe.
"Come on baby, let go. Come for me, Q"
I press my thumb to her clit as I continue working inside of her, and Quinn arches her body against mine in reaction. In just a few moments I watch this gorgeous girl come undone. Her hand squeezes my shoulder tightly as her eyes squeeze shut and her mouth drops open.
"OH GOD," she chokes out as she peaks.
I slow down my movements as I bring her down from her orgasm and start to remove my hand when the tremors inside her cease, but Quinn grabs my wrist to stop me.
"Just wait one second," she breathes out.
I press kisses all over her face before pressing my lips to hers in a lazy kiss. She releases my wrist and I slowly remove my hand. Quinn sighs deeply and tilts her forehead against mine.
"That was…I don't even know what that was. Too good. Perfection, really."
"Glad to be of service," I say flippantly.
"I love you, Santana. Thank you." Quinn is whispering, but I hear the shakiness in her voice and freeze.
"Are you crying, baby? Did I hurt you?"
"No! No, love, it's not that. It's just…that was exactly how a first time should be. It was so beautiful. You are so beautiful," she answers, stronger this time.
"You're beautiful-er," I tell her with a smile. "And I agree, that was the most beautiful experience of my entire life…I can't wait to do it again."
Quinn gives me a little laugh and rolls her eyes at me.
"Well that's going to have to wait, I'm afraid."
"And why's that?"
I see a playful little smile on her lips and in an instant she closes the gap between us, pressing me onto my back and kissing me hard. When she pulls away to look in my eyes for a moment, she is wearing a sexy smirk and looking a little devious. Quinn brings her hot little mouth down to mine and whispers against my lips.
"Your turn."