A/N: I woke up with Quinn nudging my brain and so this next chapter is in her POV...maybe now she will let me sleep!
My Same (Adele)
If I'm honest with myself, I can say that I have always had a thing for Santana Lopez.
But that kind of thing could never happen and so I just had to settle myself with making her life a living hell.
Ruining her became my misplaced way at having her be mine.
Even if I was hurting her by being a bitch and basically coining the phrase Frenemy...I still had her in a way.
When she got with Brittany officially, it tore at me a little but I just did the best that I could.
I wasn't gay.
That was one thing that I was certain of.
I was a good Christian girl, who had made one mistake and was not about to make more.
Especially not with someone like her.
Things are different now.
So much has changed since my whole little crush started.
We were women now.
And she was single for the first time since the start of high school.
We had been having sex and now I had convinced her to move across the country.
And just like I knew that Santana would...she swallowed her pain and decided that she could do this thing with me.
Even if it scared her.
But I see the doubt in her eyes.
I see all the worries that I had never noticed before.
She had dropped all of her pretenses around me and now I was finally seeing her wholly and completely.
And I have to admit that it scares me.
So even though we have known each other for years, it was like I was learning a whole new person.
It was intriguing and terrifying but I didn't like to back down from a challenge,
Especially not a challenge as hot as her.
"Q? Get up."
I threw my arm over my face as the sun poured into the room.
She had never been a morning person to my knowledge but apparently that had changed.
Maybe it was her years spent at Britt's side that had gotten her to this point.
"What time is it, psycho?" I grumbled as I tried rolling over and curling up.
But then I was suddenly freezing.
She had pulled the covers from the bed.
"Get up! I'm hungry and we need to get moving."
"Five more minutes!" I begged without opening my eyes.
"Fine...I'll be in the shower getting myself off since our morning quickie isn't happening."
I heard her move and in the next moment, I was on my feet.
The need to be fucking her was something that I wasn't necessarily proud of.
I was addicted to her and she knew it.
But who wouldn't be...have you seen her?
Her lips, no matter what time of day, tasted like cinnamon sugar.
And her body just always seemed to be dripping heat.
"How are you so sexy?" I whispered as I admired her naked body with my finger tips.
"I'm Latina...it's like a requirement." She said as she stepped under the shower. "Ay Dios, this is so fucking amazing!" She groaned.
I couldn't help myself when I gripped her hips and sucked on her neck from behind.
Her hand came around my back and patted my ass just before she pulled away.
"What was that for?" I said as she began to turn in my arms.
"No sex today, Q ball...I just said that stuff to get you out of bed."
I knew that I was looking at her like she was insane.
Had she not just said...but then she...no sex?
Seriously?
"Why not?" I hated that she had me whining.
"I'm feeling shitty and gross and not even those sexy lips and that pout of yours are going to fix it."
I groaned...I knew her epic PMS first hand and if this was her warning me off...then I was going to listen.
She had been known to go into fits of rage and then hours of weeping.
It was intolerable and I would not be trapped in a car with that.
"What can I do then?"
"Lots of coffee, chocolate...and...um..."
She was blushing...like actually blushing and I thought it was the most adorable thing.
I don't think I ever saw her look embarrassed.
This version of Santana was definitely something that I could get used to.
See what I mean...I'm hopelessly sprung.
"What is it? Anything...all you have to do is ask." I whispered as I tipped her chin up with my fingers.
She smiled shyly and then shrugged.
"This...tenderness." She looked up at me with the most vulnerable face that I had ever seen and it threw me off. This was who she was for Britt in the past and now for me. "I need sweetness today...if that's okay? Please?"
I brushed my fingers through her knotty morning tangles and scratched at her scalp.
Her eyes rolled back and she basically came just from the touch.
"Like this?" I rasped out.
"Yes...just...fuck...yes." She mumbled as she smirked.
I stepped in closer and pressed a chaste kiss to each corner of her plump lips before stepping back and dropping my hands.
Her dark eyes opened and I could see how aroused she was but she had said no to sex and so I wouldn't push it.
"How are you feeling after your talk with Brittany last night?"
And just like that...I broke the sexual tension between us, just as I had intended.
Her eyes crinkled up as she sighed.
"I still want to punch Trouty in the mouth for how he spoke to you...but I think I'm going to just respect that she wants to be with him right now. I don't like it and I don't see it lasting past graduation...but I have to respect it. I don't want to lose her as my best friend."
I nodded and tried to keep my feelings to myself.
Britt didn't deserve her...I was always sure of that.
There was no way that a girl as fickle as her could be in full on love with a girl like Santana.
Maybe ten years down the line...but right now...not a chance.
"That's big of you." I said as I surreptitiously watched her soap up her body.
"Mmm...I doubt you think that...but I'll let it slide...wouldn't want to interrupt your peep show."
I smirked...and turned my back so that I could move this shower along.
But she had other ideas.
I found myself with my body and face pressed against the cool tiles as she pinned me with her hips.
"Don't move." She growled and I nodded without making a sound.
I trembled when I felt her fingers push my thighs apart.
"Unh." I said as I sucked in a groan.
Her fingers coasted over me and she chuckled.
"Someone is in need this morning."
"Mmmhmm...what are you going to do about it." My voice came out breathy as I tried to keep myself pressed against the wall. "Oh...ahhh...shi...uh!"
Her fingers plunged inside of me as she sucked at my neck.
"You are so wet, Q...so warm." And that's when I felt her slip more fingers in and I banged my head against the wall.
"Fuck!"
She was moving her fingers so fast inside of me, that I felt like I was going to die.
My orgasm hit me and I was nearly comatose.
"You are so...delicious."
I opened my eyes and watched as she sucked her fingers clean.
My body was pretty much useless as I clung to the wall and watched as she continued showering.
There was no moving from me.
It was impossible.
After she was done getting clean, she took it upon herself to completely wash me from head to toe.
It was the sexiest shower of my life and I knew that I wanted more.
Was it bad to pray for that?
Daddy would not approve.
More reason to do it!
Dear God...more please?
I was glad that it was my turn to drive because otherwise, I would have been spending the ride with my fingers under my dress.
Santana had gotten my body craving more sex and I was feeling incredibly uncomfortable as we crossed state lines a little while later.
I must have been squirming a lot because she had stopped writing in her song journal and was staring at me.
"You okay, Q?"
"No." I groaned.
"You need something?" She was smirking as I tried to pay attention to the road.
"No." I squeaked out.
I was in the middle of changing lanes a few moments later when I felt a hand shoving my dress up and brushing over my ruined panties.
"You sure about that, baby?"
"Oh dear sweet...fuck." I whispered.
Her fingers continued to stroke my wetness through my panties as she got closer to me.
She was going to kill us.
There was no way that I could safely drive while she was encouraging my arousal.
I bit my lip and tried to focus but then I heard her seat belt unclicking.
"Pull over." Her breath tickled my neck and I nearly collided with a guard rail as I switched lanes and guided the car off the road. "Good girl."
Moments later, I had my head thrown back as she shoved her fingers deep inside of me with my ear lobe between her lips.
"Fuck me!"
"All you had to do was ask."
A/N: I present, to you...my love letter after breaking some person's heart. There is an endgame...I don't know what it is yet...but it should be satisfying. Don't give up on me yet! Oh and have a great day...I have trilogy to finish ;)