Circumstances Chapter 10: Beautiful With You, a glee fanfic

Author's Note: It seems everyone is pretty excited about this chapter, lol. I wonder why that is? ;) Well, I am ready to write it and to see how their first time (since the non-wedding of course) turns out as well.

Just to give a heads up, this isn't going to be some crazy wild fucking, it's going to be passionate, loving, intimate. If you don't like it, maybe skip this chapter. Reviews and comments are appreciated, especially when I do important scenes like this, because I want feedback on if I did the moment justice. So please, review?

The characters aren't mine, and the song is Halestorm's "Beautiful With You"

Chapter 10

The room was dim, the only light coming from the windows. It was dusk outside, the sun setting in the distance, giving the room a warm glow. Santana knew it wouldn't be long before it was completely dark, so she turned on a bedside lamp as soon as she lay her girlfriend carefully into their bed. She turned back to find Quinn propped up on her elbows, biting her lip as she looked at Santana.

The lip bite did things that Santana wasn't expecting. She inhaled shakily and crawled on the bed, her lips immediately finding the blonde's own. The kiss was soft, full of emotions that didn't need to be spoken aloud at that moment. It was perfect. A tan hand found a pale cheek, caressing the skin beneath it as they kissed, her fingertips weaving into the hair above Quinn's ear.

I stare at the girl in the mirror
T-shirt, torn up jeans, no beauty queen
But the way that you see me
You get underneath me
And all my defenses just fall away
Fall away

Quinn instinctively laid back, pulling Santana down with her, the brunette moving so that she was hovering over her blonde counterpart. Quinn's hands gently roamed the smaller woman's body, for the first time since Mr. Schue's non-wedding. Only it was different this time. They were sober and in love. A small whimper of disapproval left her lips when she felt Santana break the kiss.

The brunette quickly made up for it though, by pressing her lips to Quinn's sweet spot just behind her ear. She had found that during that previous rendezvous. A smile formed on her lips when Quinn's whimper was replaced with a sound that could best be described as a purr. Her lips traveled lower on her neck, inch by inch, not missing a single spot along her path to the taller woman's pulse point.

A sweet, soft moan escaped Quinn as Santana licked and suckled the sensitive spot on her neck. The brunette was careful not to leave a mark, because she knew that Quinn would not be happy about it if she did so in such a visible place. Besides, she didn't want to mark the pale skin that had finally gone back to it's normal shade after Jared's bruising. She wouldn't do that to Quinn, not so soon, as it would possibly spark some negative memories in the woman she held so dearly.

Quinn's body ached for the Latina, but she was in no rush. She wanted exactly what her girlfriend was giving her. Her hands weaved through dark hair, as she felt the lips travel down to her collarbone. Santana was gentle, loving with every action she made, reaching for Quinn's hand with her own as she laced their fingers together and locked them in place.

I am beautiful with you
Even in the darkest part of me
I am beautiful with you
Make it feel the way it's supposed to be
You're here with me
Just show me this and I'll believe
I am beautiful with you

Their bodies seemed to be a perfect fit when Santana lowered herself onto Quinn, bringing her lips back to the blonde's for a slow, searing kiss. She was careful to avoid Quinn's cast, not to hurt her in any way, so she ended up laying in between her legs when she lowered her body onto Quinn's. The brunette could feel Quinn's free hand ghosting over her back, the slight touches sending fire through her veins.

"Te amo, Querida." Santana muttered against Quinn's lips, unaware that the Spanish words had actually left her mouth.

"I love you too. What's Querida mean, San?" Quinn asked softly.

"It means darling." Santana responded, looking up at Quinn. "Do you not like it?"

Quinn answered by pulling her in for another kiss, smiling. "I love it. You can call me that as much as you want."

Santana nodded and smiled, immediately going back to the task at hand. She lowered her head and began to kiss along Quinn's collarbone, slowly and sensually. She was mapping out her body, making mental notes of every detail. Every time she felt Quinn gasp in pleasure, she would make a mental note, remembering that she liked that spot.

Quinn wasn't used to having her body worshiped like this. Even her lovers before Jared had never been so attentive and thorough. Her lip was bit gently and she released more sighs and soft moans than she could count, and Santana hadn't even really done anything but kiss her yet. Though that changed when she felt the brunette's warm lips envelope a perky, hardened nipple.

Santana was pretty sure that she heard the most beautiful sound in the world when Quinn moaned as she began to suck gently on her rosy pink bud. She knew she wanted to hear it again, many times, and definitely wanted to be the cause of such a beautiful sound. Her tongue circled the perfect bud, and gently grazed it with her teeth. The hand that wasn't laced with Quinn's moved to give the other nipple attention, not wanting to leave it out. A good couple of minutes passed and she switched sides, lavishing the blonde's body with affection.

Quinn was pretty sure that she had died and gone to heaven. Her body was reacting to Santana in ways that it had never reacted to anyone before. Sure, they'd had sex at the non-wedding, but this was completely different. Emotions were involved, and it felt incredible. She could only imagine how Santana would take care of the sweet ache between her thighs. The thought, mixed with the feeling of her girlfriends loving on her right now, was enough to nearly push her to the edge.

She vaguely felt Santana remove her hand from her own, and then she realized that both of Santana's were running from her hips, up her sides and back down as San's mouth traveled down to her navel, leaving a trail of open mouthed kisses in it's path. The blonde shivered at the touches, and her breath hitched when she felt Santana reach one of her scars from the accident. "Here it comes." she thought. "She's gonna stop. She's gonna see how ugly it is and change her mind."

I stand naked before you now
No walls to hide behind
So here am I, you see all of my scars
Still here you are
I bare my soul and I'm not afraid
Not afraid

To Quinn's surprise, Santana kissed the scar, tracing over it lightly with her fingertip and treated it just as delicately as she had her nipples. "Querida, don't be afraid. It's just me. And I think your scars make you even more beautiful and unique. Each and every one."

Nobody had ever said anything like that about her scars before, they usually avoided them, pretended they weren't there, or been turned off by them. A tear fell from Quinn's eye before she realized it, and Santana soothed her fears with kisses and soft touches. She was genuinely moved by how emotional this experience was turning out to be.

Santana lingered at her scar for a few more seconds, and then continued her journey south. She brushed over Quinn's aching core, moving past it to her thigh. She kissed down her leg, until she was met with the cast, and then switched over to her other leg, kissing from her foot, up to her thigh.

Finally she made it back to Quinn's center, dropping soft kisses on the surface of her skin there. The whimpering blonde told her what she needed to know, that she was wanted, no, needed in Quinn's most intimate of areas. With no more encouragement needed, she stiffened her tongue and tasted Quinn, moaning out softly when the sweet taste washed over her tongue. She tasted better than Santana had remembered, and she could easily tell that she was going to become addicted to her delicious essence.

Quinn's moans became louder as she felt Santana in her most intimate place, working her over expertly with her skilled tongue. She was so focused on the feeling, that when the Latina slipped a digit into her warm wetness, it caught her off guard. When she slipped the second finger inside, Quinn thought she was going to come undone right then.

You're here with me
Just show me this and I'll believe
I am beautiful with you

I've been the strong one for so long
But, I was wrong
Doesn't make you weak cause you needed someone
I'm not holding back and I know what I want

Santana began to slowly move her fingers inside of Quinn's tight, extremely wet core, her lips dropping soft kisses along her thighs and suckling gently on her throbbing bud. It wasn't long before she watched her girlfriend unravel underneath her, tensing and arching off of the bed, Santana's name rolling off of her lips. But the Latina wasn't finished. She helped Quinn ride out her release and continued to overload her senses causing a second, and third mind blowing orgasm.

Quinn wasn't the type to believe in the whole "seeing fireworks" or whatever it is people said, but it happened. Her eyes closed, and when her head was thrown back in her release, she could swear she saw them. Bright colors, and explosions as her body lost all control, succumbing to her lover's touches.

After her third orgasm, she was begging Santana to stop, reaching out for her, and pulling her up for a passionate kiss, full of love and adoration. She attempted to turn Santana onto her back, wanting to reciprocate, but the Latina stopped her gently, earning a confused look from the blonde.

"Next time, baby. I wanted this to be about you. About showing you how much I love you and cherish you. Quinn, you are amazing, in every way. And anyone who doesn't see that, well, they are fucking stupid. You're the most incredible woman I've ever seen, scars and all."

I am beautiful with you
I am beautiful with you

You want me for myself
Look at me at no one else
I am beautiful with you (With you)

"San...nobody has ever touched me that way. I think that's the most emotionally intimate anyone has ever been with me. It was incredible. I want to give you that too." Quinn told her. "Everybody always freaks about the scars, or pulls away. Nobody has ever done what you did. You made me feel beautiful."

"Querida, you are beautiful. And I will tell you everyday, multiple times a day, until you believe it yourself." Santana says softly, pulling Quinn into her arms as she rolled to her back.

Quinn couldn't help but smile and kiss Santana gently on her chest, where her head was resting. Her arm draped over the tanned, toned stomach of her girlfriend, and her hand lazily drawing patterns on the other side of her chest. "I love you Santana."

"I love you too baby. So much." San assured her, squeezing her a little, and then kissing her head. "How about we get some rest, hmm? We've had a busy day."

Quinn barely nodded, as she was actually already in the process of drifting off to sleep, more comfortable than she had been in a while, and relaxed. She still had a soft after-sex glow radiating from her. Santana couldn't help but watch her as she slept for a few minutes, wondering who in the hell could possibly want to hurt such a beautiful, perfect angel.