Unexpectedly Yours
22.
Santana's point of view
One lazy Saturday afternoon in our new apartment, I looked up at Quinn who was reading a book, and asked kind of nervously, "Hey, Beautiful…"
Quinn looked up from her book and replied, "Yes, Baby?"
"I just had a thought…"
"Hmm," she said as threw her legs over my lap.
"How are we going to pay for our wedding," I asked.
"That's a very interesting question," she said and then pondered the question for a while. Then she looked at me and I looked at her and we both smiled.
"I, um, don't really know," she answered honestly and then laughed.
"Can we discuss?"
"Absolutely, let me get paper," Quinn said and got up to get the paper and a pen. Then she came jogging back to me.
Quinn Fabray is jogging back to me to discuss our future wedding. Holy shit! That's freaking awesome!
Quinn plopped down on the couch and smiled.
"Ok, so…how are we going to pay for this?" I asked.
"Well, how big of a ceremony do we want," Quinn asked, "Cuz that's a big factor in the situation…"
"You are correct," I said, leaned forward and kissed her on her nose.
She smiled. "I don't want a big wedding…Just you, me, our families, Brittany and Rachel."
"I agree. We don't need to go all out. Honestly, I don't know that many people to go all out," I said and smiled.
"So that's agreed on, the guest list," she asked.
"Yes, write it down," I said happily.
Quinn dictated, "Me, you, your family, my family, Britt, and Rachel."
"What about anyone from school?"
"Like admin or our other friends?" Quinn asked.
"Both, actually," I answered.
"Well, I've never told you this, but when I was kicked off the Cheerios, my team mates were forbidden to talk to me. Coach Sylvester's rules…"
"Oh my God, why didn't you tell me," I asked concerned.
"Santana, it's so not important. It's their lost," she said and half smiled.
I pulled her into my arms and hugged her tightly.
"It's okay," she said and laughed while in the hug, "I got something amazing from this whole thing…I got you, Baby!"
She broke the hug and reached for my cheeks. Once she placed her hands on them, she pulled me forward and into a passionate kiss. As we kissed I pulled her as close to me as I possibly could. We fought for control of the kiss, but in the end we both won because she pushed me backward onto the couch and she laid over me. The pad of paper and pen had fallen to the floor, but neither of us cared.
My hands massaged her back while her hands kept massaging my cheeks.
"Santana," she moaned in the kiss.
"Quinn," I moaned back.
Then I separated myself from the kiss for air and she immediately opened her eyes and smiled.
I watched as those gorgeous hazel eyes looked down at me.
"We were kinda planning our wedding," I pointed out, but wrapped my arms tightly around her waist.
"I know, but I think what we're doing now is a little bit more fun," she replied with a sexy wink.
"You know what? I agree," I said and picked my head up from the couch. I quickly connected our lips again. I caught her off guard, but I knew she liked it. Somehow we flipped over on our small, but comfortable couch. Now that I was on top, I took the opportunity to massage every inch of Quinn. I began at her face as I massaged her face with my bent knuckles. Then I traveled downward and massaged her neck.
"Santana," I heard her moan and I felt the vibration of her saying my name in her neck. She closed her eyes and enjoyed what I was doing for her. Then I travelled down to her shoulders. I bent my head down and sucked on her pulse point and immediately received the approval I had hoped for. I felt her body tense up and her eyes flew opened.
"Are you okay?" I asked in a husky voice.
"Yes, that was amazing. Do that again?"
"What? This?" I said and repeated my action.
"Ahhh," she screamed and then said, "That's it, Baby!"
Tears began to fill her eyes.
"Quinn, why are you crying?" I asked genuinely.
"I just love you," she said and then looked up into my eyes. Then she raised her arm and her hand caressed my face.
I got up from the couch.
"San…"
I didn't answer her. Instead I scooped her up from the couch. She immediately threw her arm around my neck for support. Then I carried her into our bedroom. Even though no one else was in the house, she slammed the door behind us.
I walked up to the bed and gently placed her down onto it.
Once she was out of my grasp, I climbed onto the bed and hovered over her. I leaned down and fully engulfed her lips into a kiss. She automatically picked up her head up and kissed me forcibly. I've come to realize that this means she is ready for more.
"Make love with me, please?" she asked.
I tore at her shorts and ripped them off easily. Then I assisted her with her shirt. She leaned forward and I pulled that shirt up and over her head in rapid speed. Then I gently pushed her backward back onto the bed. I then gently began to glide her panties off of her. She lifted her butt up so that I'd be able to glide them off. Once they were off I looked down at them.
"Um, why are you looking at my underwear like that?" she ask as there were seconds of inactivity and she got confused.
"I…I…will never underestimate the fact that I get to make love to you, Quinn. It has been all I've wanted and all I'll ever, ever need…"
"I love you too, Santana," she said and smiled at me. Then I balled up her panties and threw them over my right shoulder with a huge grin.
Next I extended my hands out to her and she accepted them. Once she was sitting up, I wrapped my arms around her to unclasp her bra. Usually I have some difficulty, but not this time, which excited me. My reward was seeing her in the total nude and taking a moment to fully enjoy her.
God she's gorgeous!
She looked at me and said, "What?"
"I am in complete awe of your beauty!"
"Well, I appreciate the compliment," she said to me sincerely, "You're not so bad yourself, my dear!"
As soon as she said that she tore at my clothing and in a few seconds I was completely naked.
Then we sat there for a few minutes in silence.
"It's scary…" Quinn broke the silence to say.
"What is, Beautiful?"
"How much I love and adore you. Santana, you mean the universe to me, not just the world."
"I know what you mean. Quinn, I've never been this real, this naked¸ with anyone else in my entire life. I think in the time that we've been together we have created a solid relationship. You know how I know we have?"
"No, tell me."
"We're actually having a conversation when we are both naked…and I'd be fine with just talking…" I said and smiled.
"Oh really," she said with a raised eyebrow. I teasingly went to grab clothing.
"Well, I don't really know...I want to feel you under me…" I confessed as I halted her actions.
"I understand what you meant before, San," she said and smiled.
"Come here," I said as I opened up my arms for her. She fell into my embrace so easily. I lowered her back onto the mattress. Once she was comfortable, I started to kiss her. I first, of course, kissed her lips hard. She caught me and returned the kiss with as much passion and urgency. I broke the kiss so I could kiss and bite her neck. She squirmed under my bites and kisses, but I took it as a good sign. Then I lowered my kisses to her collarbone. I kissed, licked, and bite there a few times. Then I licked one of her breasts and gently bite her nipple, which stood up as soon as my hot breath was on it. Then instinctively I bite Quinn in the valley between her breasts. I didn't bite hard, but as soon as my teeth met her skin she arched her back for me and moaned longingly.
"God…that felt good. Do that again?" she demanded.
So I bite a little harder and her body tensed in excitement. I had moved my knee to in between her legs and felt wetness from her center.
"I see you're ready for me," I sexily teased.
"I'm always ready for you, Baby," she replied with a lazy smile.
I continued on my kissing journey as I paid attention to her other wonderful breast.
I licked her belly button a few times and this got her completely excited.
"Santana, go lower," she pleaded.
"Your wish is my command," I said as I shimmied down her body to where we both wanted me to be. I placed my head in between her legs. She threw her legs onto my shoulders. I leaned down and first smelt her smell. I inhaled and exhaled a few times. I could see that she was ready so I licked her juices up and smiled. I looked up at her and saw her smile and became so relaxed.
"You taste so good," I said as I repeated my action. Her body responded and I was happy.
Then I put two fingers inside her and heard, "Fuck, Santana, go deeper!"
I did as requested. Quinn rode my fingers as they moved in and out of her at a steady speed. Then she had her release. I made sure not to take out my fingers immediately. I pulled them out when I knew she had ridden her ride to its end.
As she wiped the sweat from her forehead, she said, "Geez, that was incredible. You were amazing, Baby!"
I crawled back up her body and into her awaiting arms.
"That wasn't too much," I asked hopeful.
"No, that was amazing," she said, "Give me a minute…"
"Actually, Quinn, if you don't mind all I want right now is just for you to hold me, kiss me, and tell me you love me," I said honestly and sincerely.
Quinn's point of view
"I'll do you one better," I said and smiled up at her. I moved out of our embrace and off of the bed.
"Where you going?"
"Not far," I promised. As I walked away I felt her eyes penetrating my body and I loved it. I loved being someone's object of affection. And boy was I Santana's. I came back to the bed with my guitar.
"I was wondering why you had a guitar…I never knew you played," she said happily.
"I play a little. I'm not too good, but I want to sing you a song that I think describes us perfectly. If you'll allow me," I asked with a smile.
"Go for it," she said, turned over and gave me her full attention.
I began to strum the guitar and then sang:
It's a little bit funny this feeling inside
I'm not one of those who can easily hide
I don't have much money but boy if I did
I'd buy a big house where we both could live
I looked at her and saw her smile at me lovingly. I kept strumming the guitar. I prepared myself for the next verse.
If I was a sculptor, but then again, no
Or a man who makes potions in a travelling show
I know it's not much but it's the best I can do
My gift is my song and this one's for you
When I looked at her for the chorus I noticed that she had begun to cry. I put my guitar down and knelt by the bedside as I held her hand. I looked deeply into her eyes and sang:
And you can tell everybody this is your song
It may be quite simple but now that it's done
I hope you don't mind
I hope you don't mind that I put down in words
How wonderful life is while you're in the world
I began caressing her face with my bent knuckles. I looked again into her beautiful brown eyes and sang:
I sat on the roof and kicked off the moss
Well a few of the verses well they've got me quite cross
But the sun's been quite kind while I wrote this song
It's for people like you that keep it turned on
So excuse me forgetting but these things I do
You see I've forgotten if they're green or they're blue
Anyway the thing is what I really mean
Yours are the sweetest eyes I've ever seen
I got up from the floor and pulled her off of the bed and into my arms. As I sang the chorus one last time, we nakedly swayed back and forth to my song for her.
And you can tell everybody this is your song
It may be quite simple but now that it's done
I hope you don't mind
I hope you don't mind that I put down in words
How wonderful life is while you're in the world
Author's Note: The song is "Your Song" by Sir Elton John. I know it's vintage, but I thought it described Quinntana perfectly.
I'm also sorry for the long wait. I've been caught up with reading other people's wonderful stories that I got sidetracked. I hope you enjoyed this chapter.