When I said I only have two more chapters to write, it's because I write chapters in advance before typing and posting them. There are going to be at least three more chapters after this one. Sorry for the miscommunication!
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A month after their first date, Santana and Quinn continued their relationship in secret, sneaking away for dates, cuddling, and making out in their shared room. It wasn't ideal, but they were willing to make it work with each other.
Things with Christine were less than ideal, but Santana had managed to not beat the shit out of the redhead verbally or physically whenever she took a less than subtle dig at Quinn, but they made it work because there was no other foreseeable alternative.
It had been a particularly tough day of Bible study, Sister Kathleen was really pushing "homosexuality is a sin that must be repented immediately for salvation passages and had taken a lot out of everyone. Quinn and Santana were laying on the blonde's bed silently cuddled up to one another, enjoying the comfort of being close to one another, enjoying simply being with each other in a comfortable silence.
Quinn had no idea how long they had been lying together when the mood in the room suddenly changed. "Hey San, is everything ok?"
Santana was chewing on her bottom lip and avoiding eye contact with Quinn. Seeing the normally confident to a flaw Latina so incredibly nervous, worried the blonde. "Hey, whatever it is you can tell me and we'll work it out."
After taking a deep breath to steady herself, Santana finally met her girlfriend's eyes. "I want to have sex with you," the Latina said with what sounded like guilt in her voice.
Quinn couldn't help but laugh, "I'm sorry San, that was rude, but I've known since I initially said that I was interest in seeing if we could be more than friends and you jumped me."
"That was the result of sexual frustration and I just wanted to do it and maybe become regular fuck buddies. Now we've been together for almost a month and in that time my feelings for you have grown exponentially." Santana took Quinn's hand and gave it a small squeeze. "I know you're a virgin and I don't want to pressure you into anything you're not ready for, but I would be honored if you gave me the opportunity to make love to you."
"Santana, I don't know what to say," Quinn said, trying to hide how choked up the Latina's speech had made her.
"You don't have to say anything. If you think you might want to do it, we can talk about it again. Until then, I'm beyond happy with being your girlfriend and I won't bring it up again unless you do. Does that sound good to you?"
Quinn nodded, wondering how she had gotten so lucky to have someone as sweet and understanding as Santana. She knew that no one at McKinley would ever be as considerate of her and her feelings.
"Good, now let's go get ready for bed. We have to wake up extra early tomorrow to make this place look its best for GAWD's Day," Santana said in her best faux redneck preacher voice.
"Yeah, let's do that. We don't need a lecture from James about how sinful and arrogant it is to make Jesus wait after he did something as selfless as die for our sins." Quinn responded once she had stopped laughing.
All that night, Quinn laid awake, looking across the room at Santana who was sleeping peacefully. The blonde was deep in thought about what Santana had said earlier. She wasn't sure if it was because she was still so touched at what the other girl had told her earlier or if she was genuinely ready to have sex with Santana. She had never thought about having sex in a concrete way until she had met Santana, and those thoughts had only started the month before when the Latina had been so adamant about defending her against Christine. Losing her virginity at a pray-away-the-gay camp would be less than ideal, but with the right person, like Santana, it would be perfect under any circumstances.
Quinn let out a content sigh and closed her eyes as a smile spread across her face. It was settled, she would tell Santana how she felt and they would make plans to have sex for the first time.
The next day was busy from wake up until after dinner as they started preparing for family visit day on Sunday. It had been an entire day of scrubbing the entire building from top to bottom and the next day they would be doing all of the yard work. Quinn knew that all of this was illegal child labor, but it was pointless to argue and would be better to just keep her mouth shut and save all of this for when she got out and file a lawsuit then.
The day had been long for everyone, but it had been particularly rough for Santana and Sam were assigned the task of moving all of the appliances and large pieces of furniture out of the way for the girls to clean the floors because they were deemed the strongest and "most suited to handle it. Quinn wasn't surprised to find Santana collapsed face down on her bed.
As much as it killed her to do it, Quinn lightly shook Santana's shoulder to wake her up. At first, the blonde's action went seemingly unnoticed as the brunette continued to sleep or was just ignoring her and hoping that she would eventually leave her alone. After about three minutes of shaking, Santana eventually grumbled out, "Quinn, too tired to make out."
The blonde couldn't help but roll her eyes that her girlfriend thought she would wake her up because she wanted to make out. "As much as I love making out with you, I'm going to have to pass. I actually want to talk to you about sex."
Santana's eyes shot open and she sat up, eyes locked on Quinn. "Already? Are you sure? I only brought it up yesterday, I totally understand if you need more time to think about it."
The blonde couldn't help but smile at how considerate Santana was continuing to be of her feelings as she nodded in confirmation. "Yes, I'm sure. It really wasn't a hard decision to make. I love you and have been ready for awhile, I was just waiting for the right person." Quinn stopped to grab Santana's hand to kiss the back of it. "Santana Lopez, it would be a privilege to call you my first."
"Quinn," Santana said through tears that were threatening to spill over, "I would be honored to be your first. So, when should we do it?" The Latina asked awkwardly.
"Well, tonight is out of question, today was exhausting and I doubt tomorrow will be much better if we're doing the entire yard. James isn't going to let us out of Bible study on a Saturday. Would you be ok with waiting until Saturday night?" Quinn asked.
Santana nodded as she considered the offer and how much sense it made. "Yeah, I think that could work. What do you say we have a romantic Saturday saran wrapped Salisbury steak frozen dinner, a glass of tap water to drink, in a fully lit room surrounded by 20 other people?" The Latina suggested as she grabbed the blonde by the hips and pulled her closer so their faces were inches away from each other.
"Sounds perfect," Quinn purred as she wrapped her arms around Santana's neck and pulled her in for a heated kiss.
While Thursday and Friday were physically exhausting, Saturday was emotionally draining. The theme of the lesson was the fifth commandment and they discussed passages about people disrespecting their parents or authority figures and the consequences God inflicted on them.
After James came in to remind the girls that they would be woken up early to make themselves look their best for the parents who would be visiting, the girls were let out of Bible study early to presumably go to bed early. In actuality, most of the girls were going to watch Pitch Perfect in Ellen's room on the small DVD player her brother would be taking back tomorrow because their parents were starting to become suspicious about where it had gone.
Quinn and Santana declined the invitation, saying they simply wanted a night alone to be some form of a date night. The rest of the girls gave whoops and wolf whistles along with an angry glare from Christine. The blonde and Latina blushed lightly while unconvincingly telling them to shut up and stop being gross, before making their way to their room.
Santana locked the door, something they weren't allowed to do, but they were willing to take if it meant not being walked in on, before turning to Quinn who was sitting on the Latina's bed with a devilish grin on her face as she beckoned her over with her pointer finger. With a smirk, Santana strode over to her girlfriend, pulling her in for a firm kiss that quickly heated up as the Latina lightly pushed the blonde onto the bed. Quinn's arms immediately wrapped her arms around Santana's waist, her hands finding their way under her shirt and softly caressing her back.
The gentle wait Quinn was touching her reminded Santana that the blonde was a virgin and she was supposed to be gentle as well. As much as she didn't want to, Santana broke the kiss and locked eyes with the girl beneath her. "I'm going to start undressing you now. I'll try to be as gentle as possible. If you want me to slow down or stop altogether, please tell me. The last thing I want to do is hurt you or make you uncomfortable," she said sternly.
Quinn's eyes screwed shut and her bottom lips was pulled between her teeth as she nodded. Santana moved her lips to the blonde's neck and started nipping before licking to soothe the bites. Quinn was obviously loving what her girlfriend was doing to her as a steady stream of moans began falling from her lips.
When she reached the base of Quinn's neck, Santana sat up on her knees so she was straddling the blonde and slowly pulled her uniform polo shirt up and off of her. The Latina took a moment to admire her girlfriend's perfect body before leaning back down to kiss and kick her way down her chest to the valley of her breasts.
Santana was about to reach behind the blonde to unclasp her bra when a hand on her shoulder stopped her. "Is it ok if I keep my bra on?" Quinn asked nervously, "I'm still kind of self-conscious," the blonde said shyly while looking anywhere but her girlfriend.
"I won't do anything that you don't want me to do," Santana said honestly.
The blonde looked her girlfriend in the eyes. "Really?" She asked softly.
"Of course not. I love you and make sure your first time is as perfect as it possibly can be. If keeping your bra on will make you more comfortable, keep it on." Santana said with a combination of sincerity and protectiveness.
Quinn gave Santana a small, thankful smile, "Um, can you go back to kissing me again?"
"Of course," Santana said before shifting down and beginning to kiss just below the blonde's bra, making her instantly close her eyes and fall back onto the pillow as she enjoyed what her girlfriend was doing to her. The blonde's hand found its way to smooth, Raven locks when Santana began gently nibbling the inside of her hipbone.
The Latina took that as her cue to unzip the blonde's skirt and pull it down before tossing it to join her shirt. Santana could tell that Quinn was still feeling a little self-conscious based on the way her body shifted. Instead of pushing the blonde, the Latina skipped down to the other girl's thighs where she started placing light kisses on the insides, alternating until she reached her knee.
By the time Santana had finished with the blonde's thighs, she was visibly more comfortable and had shifted to let her legs fall open a little more. The Latina smiled before hooking her fingers into Quinn's underwear before stopping and forcing them to make eye contact. "Are you sure you still want to do this?"
Quinn nodded enthusiastically and whispered a simple yes.
Santana gave her a reassuring smile as she pulled the panties down her legs. When they were all the way off and discarded on the floor, Santana sat up on her knees to look down at her girlfriend again and admire how beautiful her girlfriend looked; laying on the bed, hair splayed out around her head, chest heaving. Santana took a moment to take in the sight before her and did her best to commit it to memory, knowing that she would never see anything that beautiful again in her life.
"Did you fall asleep?" Quinn asked jokingly to cover up how nervous she was that Santana had lost interest in her was going to back out.
"No, of course not. Just taking the time to savor this moment." Santana said as genuinely as she could to convince the clearly nervous blonde that she meant every word.
A gorgeous smile spread across Quinn's face at how touched she was by the Latina's words. Santana smiled in response, expressing a level of love that words wouldn't be able to in that moment.
"I'm going to warm you up, is that ok?"
The blonde nodded enthusiastically
Santana gave a small smile before spreading Quinn's legs open enough for her to settle between. After separating her open, Santana stuck her tongue out and delicately started licking through her folds. Almost immediately, Quinn let out little moans and gasps that drove Santana crazy. As badly as she wanted to pick up the pace and really fuck the blonde, she wanted to be respectful of the fact that it was her first time and make sure she gave her the best first time she could.
After a few minutes and feeling that Quinn was wet enough, Santana stopped, earning a frustrated groan that made her smirk before once again locking eyes with the blonde. "I'm going to start now. This shouldn't hurt, discomfort is normal, but if it hurts, you have to let me know, ok?"
Quinn nodded and let out a breathy, "Yes."
Satisfied with the response, the Latina slid down between the blonde's legs and paused briefly before slowly pushing her pointer finger inside of Quinn.
The blonde gritted her teeth as she adjusted to the feeling. It wasn't painful so much as strange, but adjusted after a few pumps.
Once she felt Quinn start to loosen up, Santana asked if it would be ok to add another, which she immediately agreed to. The discomfort returned, but disappeared a lot faster, allowing the blonde to lay back and start enjoying it.
When Santana felt Quinn start to relax, the Latina slowly built up to a moderate pace. The blonde started moaning and panting as her hips started bucking to meet her girlfriend's fingers. "Would it be ok if I rubbed your clit?" Santana asked gently, never ceasing her fingers' movements inside of her girlfriend.
"God yes," Quinn moaned, desperate for relief.
The Latina slowly started rubbing tight circles with her thumb on the blonde's bundle of nerves. It didn't take long for Quinn to let out a long moan and her walls to clamp down on Santana's fingers while her body shook as pleasure raced up and down her spine.
As soon as she felt Quinn relax, Santana gentle removed her fingers and wiped them on the sheet before moving up to cuddle the blonde. "How do you feel?" The Latina asked gently.
Quinn responded by turning around to place a tender kiss on Santana's lips. "I feel absolutely amazing and incredibly loved. I honestly couldn't have asked for a better first time. Thank you for being so caring and gentle."
Santana smiled, knowing that she had made her girlfriend so happy. "You're welcome, Quinn. I'm honored that you wanted me to be your first. I know that this was a big deal for you and I can't even put into words how touched I am that you trusted me enough to be that intimate with you."
Tears had started falling from Quinn's eyes at how touched she was by Santana's speech. Unable to think of anything else to do in response, the blonde ducked her head into the crock of Santana's neck and whispered, "I love you so much, Santana."
The Latina kissed the blonde on the top of her head as she wrapped her arms around her waist. "I love you too, Quinn." Santana whispered back as they stayed snuggled up together until they fell asleep.