Author's note: I'm a little discouraged by the reviews I got from the last chapter, but what people don't realize is that things in a relationship can't happen in a few days so Quinntana shippers should not get discouraged. It takes time. Also, this chapter sets up all possible endgames and there is a time jump! So here it is. R&R! -Ashlee
CHAPTER SIX
Santana got up from her bed and opened the door. She saw Quinn standing on the other side and quickly tried to slam the door in the other girl's face, but was stopped by the blonde's foot in the door. Santana gave up and walked back into her room and went about her business as she was doing before her new visitor entered.
"Look, I'm sorry for getting weird earlier, okay? So you can just leave and spare me the 'you're a great friend' speech." Santana said, avoiding eye contact and playing with her sheets.
"I didn't come in here for that San," Quinn sat on the bed and got comfortable showing that she'd plan to be there for a while. "I want to know why you haven't told me before now. Why didn't you tell me when we had sex?"
"I did tell you that night, Q. You were so nervous you didn't think anything of it."
Quinn just sat there, replaying the night in her head and realized the other girl was right. "Oh San—"
"Just forget it, Q. I'm already over it, okay? I've been cool seeing you with other people throughout high school it's no different with Berry. Just please don't tell her what I said to you. I actually care about the midget and I don't want her to be upset knowing I had sex with you with… feelings."
"Don't worry, San it will stay between us," Quinn grabbed Santana's hand and gave it a reassuring squeeze.
"Thanks Q." Santana said, squeezing back.
2 months later…
After break, Quinn went back to Yale her and Rachel constantly called, Skyped, texted, and visited each other while Santana tried to get back on the market.
It was Friday evening and Quinn was on her way to the apartment, in to visit her girlfriend. Kurt was in Lima for the weekend to visit his dad and Blaine so Santana was there by herself to watch the couple reunite.
There was a knock at the door and Rachel all but flew to go answer it. Santana watched as the two girls embraced as if they hadn't seen each other in ten years.
When Rachel detached herself from Quinn, Quinn was able to properly greet her best friend.
"Hey San," Quinn said while wrapping her arms around the Latina's neck.
"Hey, Q" Santana returned the hug with a tight squeeze around Quinn's waist.
Quinn released the hug and went back over to her girlfriend to peck her on the cheek, "It's so good to be back." Quinn was smiling from ear to ear.
"And we're happy that you're back." Rachel said with a bright smile.
"Yes, Q. We're happy that you're back after seven long days," Santana said while rolling her eyes.
"Whatever San, we're going to go… um, reacquaint ourselves," Rachel said while tugging a giggling Quinn towards their bedroom.
Santana was left sitting on the couch wondering what she should do to past the time while Rach and Q do the nasty. Santana noticed Rachel's cellphone buzzing on the table and it was a call from Cassie. She ignored the call then looked in Rachel's contact list for Cassie's number so she could call her from her cellphone. If Rachel and Quinn were both getting some, she obviously had to get it in too.
Santana walked to her room, which is on the opposite side of the loft from Rachel's room, and shut the door so she could call the dance teacher.
"Hello?" Cassie said from the other end of the phone.
"Hey," Santana was trying to sound as sexy as possible so she made her voice low and husky.
"Who the hell is this?"
"I'm a friend of Berry's,"
"Oh really? And are you the reason Schwimmer isn't answering my calls or texts?"
"No, but her girlfriend is."
"She's got a girlfriend? Wow, I didn't know she had it in her."
"Yeah, neither did I. Anyways, I was wondering if you were interested in, hmm, I don't know, venturing elsewhere for sexual pleasure?"
"Oh, so you're a fan of the lady bits too, huh? Well, I didn't catch your name, sweetie?"
"I didn't throw it honey. But since you asked so nicely, it's Santana."
"Well Santana, how about I text you my address and we can get to know each other a little better"
"Sounds great and if you could hurry that would be great. I know you're a dance teacher so you must have the stamina to go for hours."
"Oh you have no idea. See you soon."
"You sure will."
Santana hung up the call and went to her closet to find a sexy dress to wear over her lingerie. Once she found the perfect red dress that showed the perfect amount of cleavage, she was out the door headed to Cassie's.
Rachel POV
Quinn is going to be the death of me. She is such a fucking tease. We've been doing foreplay for the past forty-five minutes and I'm about to explode from sexual tension. My back is against the headboard of my bed and a naked Quinn is grinding her center all over my thigh while I'm sitting here in my bra and soaked panties trying not to cum without being touched. She gives me a few nips on my neck then goes back to rapidly grinding on my leg. She throws her head back and her mouth is open like she's about to climax, then she grabs my hands and places them on her breast.
"Squeeze them, baby. Please help me cum." Quinn was whining at this point, looking so desperate to cum. I attached my mouth to her left nipple and started sucking and rolling my tongue around it. I felt Quinn tremble above me and I knew she finally came. She had a hazy smile on her face and climbed off of Rachel's leg, leaving a big wet spot.
"Mmm, that was so good," Quinn said while kissing up Rachel's neck up to her jaw.
"I'm glad you enjoyed it."
Quinn suddenly stopped kissing Rachel and lied down. She let out a loud, exaggerated yawn and settled on her pillow. "Night, babe."
"W-What? You're not going to return the favor?" Rachel asked, wanting to cry from being so aroused.
"I really want to and I feel so bad, but I'm exhausted. I was on a train all morning and afternoon I just want to get some rest. You understand, right Rach?" Quinn said in her most pitiful voice.
"Yeah, it's fine. Go to sleep." Rachel was furious inside of her head but wouldn't let Quinn know that.
"Thanks baby, I love you."
"Love you too." Rachel rolled her eyes and got out of the bed to go to the bathroom. She had to take care of herself and would not do that while lying right night to Quinn.
The next morning…
Santana was carrying her black heels in her hand as she tried to quietly sneak into the front door. She almost shit herself when someone greeted her from the couch when she turned around.
"Well look what the wind blew in," Quinn said with a smirk on her face while drinking coffee.
"Oh shut up." Santana was walking towards her bedroom, when the blonde stopped her.
"Wait a second! You're in a sexy dress, you wore heels, it's eight in the morning, and your hair is a mess; you totally had sex last night!" Quinn said putting all the pieces together and getting excited as if she solved a puzzle.
"Yes, I did now leave me be," Santana said rolling her eyes.
"Not uh, you're not getting away that fast. Who did you sleep with?" Quinn asked, truly wanting to know who the other girl was with.
"That's none of your damn business."
"Oh please tell me you didn't sleep with some random whore in a club. I thought you had more self-worth than that, San."
"First of all Q, fuck you. Second, since your nosey ass wants to no so badly, then fine, I slept with Cassie."
Quinn was completely silent and slightly paled a little. "R-Rachel's Cassie?"
"Well Berry doesn't own her, but yeah, it's the same Cassie. You two were getting it on last night so I had to get lucky too and Cassie was obviously looking for a booty call."
"I can't believe you were so desperate to sleep with her. You can do so much better than some 40-year-old with no life." Quinn wasn't exactly sure why she was so angry that Santana slept with Cassie, but she didn't like it one bit.
"Me, desperate? Says the girl who asked her best friend to sleep with her instead of going to some lesbian bar! That's what you call desperate!" Santana didn't even wait for a response and went to her room and slammed the door.
Quinn was sitting on the couch speechless and her jaw was still slack. She can't believe she called Santana desperate just for having a sex life with someone other than herself. 'Wait, no. I have Rachel and I'm happy. She loves me. I love her.' Quinn reassured herself in her head.
Rachel woke up to find she was alone in bed. She got out of bed and walked into the living room to find Quinn off in a daze.
"Quinn?"
Quinn jumped a little and redirected her attention to Rachel. "Oh, good morning sweetie," Quinn stood up to kiss Rachel.
"Good morning," Rachel wasn't upset with Quinn anymore for leaving her hanging so she returned the kiss.
"I'm sorry I fell asleep on you last night. That was so selfish of me."
"No, it's fine. You were exhausted so I understand. Anyways, where is San?"
"Cleaning up after her one night stand." Quinn said while rolling her eyes and crossing her arms.
"And this makes you angry?" Rachel asked, noticing Quinn's body language pertaining to what she said.
"Oh—no, of course not, I was acting that way because of who she slept with" Quinn was lying, but Rachel didn't need to know that. She can't tell Rachel she felt angry because Santana slept with someone else.
"Who was it?"
"Cassie."
Rachel just stared back at Quinn stuttering, at a lost for what to say.