AN: So, I like to play on canon events, hope you like...
Supremacy Part 17
Quinn, I messed up
I see those words on my screen when I wake up. Kitty sent it to me at 12:36am, and with no skype date planned, I was well asleep by then.
I knew she was going over to Brittany's house after school, Brittany suggesting that they do a Fondue for two episode. Something about Kitty coming across as a bitch and trying to show I different side of her. Knowing Brittany, filming would go pretty late into the night so I didn't bother staying up.
what do u mean? What happened?
My mind instantly goes to the worse case scenario: she slept with Brittany. I quickly dismiss the idea. I doubt either of them would do that.
Kitty wouldn't do that. Not after she asked me to not sleep with anyone else. Not after she said she loves me. And I'm pretty sure Britt wouldn't, but then again I'd never put anything past that girl. It's not like she knows we're together.
Another message comes through with a link for YouTube. Kelsey's still asleep, so I get out my headphones and load the video.
Fondue for two.
Britt and Kitty are sitting in her bedroom, and they start talking about their guilty pleasures. They argue over the 'Bring it on' movies. I completely agree with Kitty, there is absolutely no way you could like 'Bring it on: fight to the finish'
Brittany keeps pressing Kitty to reveal her final guilty pleasure. I close my eyes for a moment, worried about what Kitty is going to say. I open them to see Kitty looking nervous.
And then she leans over and whispers something in Brittany's ear. Britt pulls away and gasps at Kitty. The video ends, and I text Kitty straight away.
what did u tell her?
I'll give u 1 guess
OMG, Kitty, y?
I didn't mean 2, she's like my only friend here, and I miss u, and I just want someone else 2 no so I can talk about how awesom close my eyes again, knowing exactly how she feels. I'd love to talk to Kelsey about her more, or invite her to a mixer or something.
I'm so sorry, I tried 2 tell her not to post the video, or to cut it out, but she wouldnt, now every1s gonna ask me about it today
it's ok, I'm not angry. We'll...
That's as far as I get in my text when the screen changes and a photo of Brittany hugging Santana appears on my screen. Brittany's name runs along the top, and I realise I mustn't have spoken to her over the phone since her and San were still together. Hrmmm, better change that. I get out of bed and move into the hallway so I don't wake Kelsey up.
"Hey Britt."
"Oh my god Quinn! Why didn't you tell me about you and Kitty!?" Her voice is way too loud for this early.
"Keep it down Brittany, I'm right here."
"It's just so exciting! Wait, does that make you a bi-corn too?" I laugh, oh Brittany.
"I don't know, I haven't really thought about it that much?" I sit down in the hallway and lean against the wall.
"Well, I think you'll make an amazing bi-corn!"
"Thanks."
"So, when are you going to be back in Lima? You guys need to come on a double date with me and Sam!"
"Britt, you can't tell Sam about Kitty and I." I can imagine her face dropping.
"Why not?"
"Because, it's complicated Britt. It's coz she's younger than me."
"But Sam's younger than us, but we all dated him."
"But Kitty's a lot younger, 3 years younger. We'd get in a lot of trouble."
"Oh, ok." She seemed to accept this, and moved on.
"So, I take it you liked the strip show?"
"What?" Oh god, what had Kitty told her?
"Well, I guessed it was for you. Kitty was asking me for dance tips, sexy dance tips, and so I showed her some moves, but said they'd be more sexy if they were stripper moves. Wasn't that for you?" She can be so observant sometimes.
"Yeah, it was for me. And yes, I liked it."
"Yay!" I heard her clap.
"Well, I have to go now to get ready for school. Eeekkk!" I pull the phone away from ear as she squeals.
"I'm so happy for you Quinny!" She says goodbye, and I'm left alone with my thoughts yet again.
Kitty had messaged me while I was talking to Britt.
I'm so sorry Quinn. I wasnt even thinking, I've messed up everything. I'm so so sorry I realise I never messaged her back.
oh Kitty, no. I'm not angry. God, I could never be angry at you. Im sorry I didnt txt back straight away. Britt called, shes not gonna say anything
thank god, I thought u stopped txting me I don't even think about my response.
never
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It's Friday, almost the end of the week. Just a few more hours and then I'm back in Lima. Kitty had her performance of wannabe yesterday. She was relieved and appalled by Brittany's cover story. She spent an entire night complaining that not only did she hate the spice girls, she now had to pretend to be ecstatic about being Geri. I was quick to remind her that it was her doing by telling Britt about us, and she toned it down. A bit.
I close my books as the lecturer finishes up, and I hurry out of the room back to my dorm. I drop my bag and swap it out for my suitcase. I say a quick goodbye to Kelsey before I race out of my room down to front of the campus. The thought that there might not be any cabs grabs my attention, and I falter on the last step. Fuck, that hurt. Can't stop. I HAVE to make this flight.
My worry's for nothing. There's at least 4 cabs and I make it to the airport with time to spare. Once again I'm filled with restlessness. It's almost as if the cells that make up my body know that I'll be with Kitty soon.
The plane is uneventful, and I fidget in my seat the entire way. The walk out of the airport is just as uneventful, except slightly more painful from my ankle. I wheel my suitcase behind me to the taxi rank and load myself in. I finally let myself relax for a moment. 10 days. I have 10 days here in Lima with nothing to do except for Kitty. I text her from the cab saying I'm on my way, and she says to let her know when I get home.
The cab pulls up at my house, and I let myself in, knowing my Mother is in Boston for the weekend with my sister. After setting my case down I message her again, but she doesn't reply. Instead 5 minutes later there's a knock at my door. I open it and Kitty launches herself at me, and wraps me up tight in her arms. I hug her back, inhaling her soft smell of peaches and vanilla.
Soon just holding her is not enough and my lips find her neck, and I start to suck at her pulse.
"Quinn, fuck, I've missed you." Her hands push my face closer to her skin, and I scratch my nails up her thighs, under her skirt. I soon realise that there's no barrier between my fingers and her pussy.
"Kitty…" My breath is short and my voice is deep.
"I know how much you don't like having anything to block your view, so I decided against panties this time." I push against her until she's backed up and pressed against the wall besides my front door. I claim her lips before pulling off her shirt. I make short work of my top, and I'm left in my jeans and bra.
I can't wait any longer, I press our bodies back together and let my tongue slide into her mouth. I grasp her hips and pull her impossibly closer to me. I let my mouth work it's way down her neck and collarbone, nipping at the tops of her breasts, sucking at her covered nipples. I drop to my knees, thankful there's at least carpet in this room, bunch her skirt at her waist and lift her leg over my shoulder.
I dive straight in, and the moment her taste hits my mouth I moan. It feels like forever since I've done this. Since I've tasted her. I find her clit and start to suck on it straight away.
"Quinn, oh god, right there." I move further down and push my tongue inside her, and another round of swearing leaves her mouth. I can feel her wetness slide over my cheeks as I try to get even deeper inside her. This is amazing, and I love how she tastes, like something that's so delicious that no one was ever supposed to find out about it. But I need to be deeper, I need to be deep inside Kitty.
I pull away, lowering her leg and stand up. I push back against her and my fingers slip under her skirt again. I grab her ass and lift her, and she knows instantly to wrap her legs around my waist. My fingers slide into her easily, still tight but so very wet. I start to plunge into her, each stroke drawing out a moan that I'm sure the neighbors must be able to hear.
"Quinn, fuck me harder." I put more force behind my thrusts, and her fingers dig into my shoulders. I bring my face close to hers and breath against her lips.
"Is that what you want Kitty? I'm gonna fuck you until you come all over my hand." She bites into my lip as she moans again, and one of her hands moves into my hair and grips it hard.
"I've watched that video you made me every night this week. Do you know how worked up you get me? All I can think of is thrusting into you like this," I force my fingers into her extra hard and she throws her head back against the wall, exposing her neck.
"But you're all the way here in Lima, and I'm in New Haven. Do you know how frustrating that is? How I can barely contain myself?"
I bite into the skin in front of me softly, and Kitty screams as she clamps down against my hand. If my hand was wet before, it's now soaked, along with the edges of her skirt and the leg of my jeans that was situated under my hand. She doesn't release my fingers for long minutes, her body continuing to spasm between me and the wall. Her grip slowly releases from my hair and shoulder, but she keeps her legs tight around me as I carry her to the couch. I place her down gently as I sit next to her and slowly pull my fingers out of her. She shivers, and I bring my fingers to my lips. Fuck, I'll never get over how she tastes. It sets off my taste buds, and I moan again.
Once I'm done, Kitty grabs me by my bra and crashes our lips together, her tongue exploring my mouth. She soon releases me to take another much needed breath.
"Fuck Quinn, that just keeps getting better each time." I stroke along her skin, and I can still feel the slight tremble under my touch.
"I just can't help it, I just always have this urge to touch you, taste you… fuck you." She closes her eyes and hums contently. This. This is something I could get very used to seeing all the time. I'm so close to those words slipping out of my mouth. But no, not yet, I'm not ready yet.
She opens her eyes, and she looks almost shy. I question her with my own look.
"Wanna know what I told Brittany my guilty pleasure was?"
I nod, and she grabs my bra again and pulls me closer, so her lips are next to my ear. I can feel her breath as she speaks, and it send chills through me.
"I told her that my favorite guilty pleasure was teasing you until you snap and fuck me like you need me to stay alive." I pull away from her, and she bites her lip as she smirks at me.
Fuck.