Sorry about the delay. I'd already written quite a bit further in this, but then watching canon events where New directions loose Nationals... Well, in my story they won and Glee kept running, So I'm tossing up changing what I wrote to fit better, or keeping it as is... Decisions, decisions...
Supremacy Part 19
"So... How's having sex with the 16 year old version of yourself?" I quickly swallow what I'm drinking, and start coughing.
We're sitting at breadstix having lunch. I'd flown into Lima the day before, getting ready for regionals. I'm glad I hadn't already organised a ticket to see them in Indianapolis before it was cancelled.
Santana got in this morning, saying that Sam had called her, saying there was something wrong with Brittany. We'd met up for lunch. San's waiting for school to let out and me, well, I am too, but I didn't think San would know that.
"That good huh?"
"How...?" She raises her eyebrow, as if I even need to ask. I smile as I realise.
"Brittany."
"Yup, and for some reason she explicitly told me I couldn't tell Sam." San has a mocking look on her face as I bury my head in my hands. I knew she accepted what I said too easily. Once I saw her I was gonna have to explain it better.
"Don't worry, I told her that she shouldn't be telling anyone." I calm down again. We're doing a fantastic job at keeping this a secret.
"So, how longs this been going on?" I made it look like I'm doing the maths in my head, but in reality I know exactly how long it's been.
"The better part of three months."
"Thanksgiving?" I nod.
"I knew something was up when you left straight away." She smirks before a confused look comes across her face.
"So, wait a minute, that means you guys where doing it over Valentines Day?" I take a bite of my salad, and slowly nod again.
"So... Why did you decide to do the dirty with me?"
"I was confused."
"Sleeping with another girl when you've already got one probably isn't gonna help you work out if you're waving the rainbow flag." She waves a breadstick as if it's a flag.
"No, not confused about that. Attraction is attraction, gender's not the issue." I put my fork down.
"I was confused because she's so much younger than me. I thought maybe something was wrong with me for liking that." She mulls it over while she bites off another part of her breadstick. I really don't know how she can eat some many of them.
"So that's why you were so bi-polar that day." I glare at her and she shrugs.
"What? You were." I go back to my salad.
"Well, like you said, attraction is attraction, you can't help that. And it's not like she's ridiculously younger than us." I nod again. If only everyone thought like that. I shake those feelings off. I reach for my water again and take another mouthful. She points at me with what's left of the breadstick.
"So, if I remember correctly, there was this thing that you did with your tongue, does Kitty like it too?" This time I'm pretty sure I choke, and it takes everything I have not to spray it everywhere.
One minute we're walking down the hall towards the choir room. She looks stunning, her hair pinned back at the sides, her eyes smokey and dark. The purple simmers brilliantly against her skin. She looks away from me over her shoulder, and the way her neck arches just looks so delicious.
And the next minute I'm pushing her through the doors to the closest bathroom and pulling her in for a bruising kiss. I push her up against the wall, and start kissing down her neck.
"Quinn, what are you doing?" I think back to the last time she asked me that question. It was behind the curtains back stage at sectionals. I smirk back at her.
"Starting a tradition."
I lift her dress as I slide my body down hers. As my knees hit the cold tiles I have a thought that we really need to find softer surfaces to do this on. I kiss along her thighs until I reach her centre. I can smell how wet she is already, and I groan against her.
"Oh fuck Quinn."
I quickly move her thong to the side and let my tongue swipe along her folds, delving deeper with each pass I make. One of her hands holds her dress while the other presses gently on the back of my head.
I suck her clit into my mouth as her hand moves through my hair. My hand teases across the inside of her thigh until it meets my mouth. I let my fingers circle around her entrance before I slide two of them inside her, not letting up on her clit as I do so.
She's still just as tight as that first night I did this, and I love the way her pussy draws me into her. I curl my fingers in time with my tongue flicking against her, and I'm so glad I can multi-task all these things at once.
Kitty's whole body tenses, and I know her orgasm is close. I press my fingers against her one last time, and just as she moans my name and comes around my fingers, I hear the door open.
"Oh god!"
"Go Quinn!"
"I don't think I can ever un-see that."
Kitty quickly tries to push her dress back down at the same time that I try to get out from under it. By the time we stop being flustered I notice Brittany and Santana standing in the doorway, Britt with a mega watt smile in her face and San smirking.
"Now I know what you were up to at sectionals." I blush, but Kitty just stares down Santana.
"But sectionals were back at thanksgiving San, they've..." Brittany clicks.
"You guys have been together since then?!"
"Shhhh, keep it down Britt." I whisper, subconsciously looking around even though I know we're alone.
"And besides, what are you guys doing here?"
"We... Uh..." San answers nervously.
"We're having pre-show sex. We used to do it all the time, and this is my last performance..."
"Ok Britt, they don't need all the details." San says as she pulls Brittany back through the door. I start to laugh but stop when I catch Kitty's eyes. Oh right, this is the first time she's seen Santana since, well, you know when.
"Kitty..." She cuts me off.
"I don't like her."
"I know you don't want to hear this, but it wasn't her fault. I was confused about us, and it was my doing." She doesn't take her eyes off the door, her jaw firmly set.
"I know, but I still don't like her." I brush my fingers against her chin, and she finally looks at me. I cup her cheek and she presses into my palm.
"I love you Kitty, not her, not anyone else, you." She closes her eyes and smiles.
"I love you too." I kiss her gently, and soon it starts to heat up again. We break away, knowing that we don't have time. We make it back to the choir room with enough time for Kitty to fix her make-up and for me to fix my hair. As far as I can tell no one notices.
As least no-where near as much as they notice San and Britt's return.
Soon it's time for show circle, and we all gather round. As our hands join in the centre, my other hand stays connected to Kitty's behind our backs. They head backstage, and I quickly steal one last kiss before I head into the auditorium with San and Kurt. We find our seats with Mr. Schue and Miss. Pillsbury.
"I'm guessing Brittany doesn't know about us?" Santana shakes her head.
"You should probably tell her before Kitty does, I hear she can be a vindictive bitch."
"Look, Quinn, I'm sorry about..." I wave her off.
"You didn't know, it's ok."
"I just want to say, I'm happy for you Quinn. You seem a lot happier than when you left this place." I smile, and I know what she's saying is true.
The performance goes off without a hitch. No fainting, no one kissing at the end of a song, nothing. Kitty's part in 'I love it' is great. Marley's original brings the house down.
And they win.
After the show we all gather back in the choir room to celebrate. Miss. Pillsbury enters the room with a priest, and announces that her and Will are getting married. We line up to form an aisle, and as Emma walks in, my body presses closer to Kitty's and I hold her hand behind our backs again. Their words are beautiful, and all I want to do is hold Kitty closer as we listen.
The ceremony is done and people start to leave. I don't want to seem too eager, but I need to get Kitty home and naked now.
We head back to my house, and I'm once again thankful that my mother has developed a social life. We barely make it to my room, but I'm grateful that we did. Once kitty's naked I'm not gonna want to let her go.
We kiss, and it starts soft and gentle but quickly heats up until our tongues are duelling and I'm biting at her lip. She moves to my neck as my fingers fumble with the zip on her dress.
"You looked so good up there babe." She bites down on my pulse point and I forget what I'm saying. I finally get the damn thing undone and I slide the straps of her dress down her arms and off her waist. She much more gracefully does the same to me, and our bodies warp around each other.
I push us in the direction of my bed, and when her legs hit the edge we fall down together. I make quick work of her bra, and reach back to unclasp my own. My hips start to grind into Kitty as our lips keep moving together.
Her fingernails scratch down my back, and I moan into her mouth. I'd completely forgotten my mission to get her naked, and as I realise I let my hand grab the edge of her thong until it snaps in my grasp. She gasps as the pressure releases.
"If you keep doing that you're gonna have to start buying me more."
"Maybe you should just stop wearing them."
"I'll think about it." And then her lips are back on mine.
I let my hips resume their rhythm against her now naked core, and her hands slide under my panties to grip my ass, pulling me into her. I grasp at her breast, letting my palm rub over her nipple. She bends her knees and brings her legs to wrap around my waist.
I move back slightly and let my hand move between our bodies to her centre. My head spins when I feel how wet she is. It's something that I'll never get used to, and I love it. I rub her clit slowly, and let it match the movements of my hips. She bucks her hips into my hand.
"Quinn, I need to feel you inside me."
Done.
I slide two fingers inside her, and I'm instantly surrounded by the most exquisite wet heat I've experienced. Our bodies continue to slide together as my fingers work in an out of her, sliding against her with ease.
I move my weight to one side, and roll us over, pulling Kitty on top of me. As our movements stop, her weight drives her down on my fingers and her head falls back in pleasure. I bring my free hand up to her breast and massage it as I help hold her body upright. God, she's so fucking sexy.
I start to cant my hips upwards, and she moves to match my actions. I watch in awe as her body rolls above me, her eyes closed, her mouth open and on every thrust she lets out a beautiful moan.
She slows down her movements and opens her eyes. She looks down at me and even in the dim light I can make out how dark her eyes are. She moves her hips upwards so only the tips of my fingers are inside her, and in the most husky and sex laden voice she whispers.
"More."
Well, if that wasn't the sexiest thing I've ever experienced.
I move a third finger next to the other two, and she slowly lowers herself on to them. Jesus Christ, I'm gonna come just watching and feeling this. She stops about half way, and I can feel her pussy clamping around my fingers. I move them slightly, and her body shakes as she moans again.
She's tight, but I know she's wet enough. After long moments she lowers herself the rest of the way down until our hips are flush again.
"Quinn, I'm so full, god, it feels so good."
I move my hips gently, pushing my fingers against her. She leans forward to brace herself on my shoulders, biting her lip as her facial expression tightens. Her hips start to move again, and soon we're back to our previous speed.
The noises coming from, well, everywhere spur me on, and I push harder into Kitty, and I'm rewarded when she practically screams out.
"Do you want me to fuck you harder?" She can't form words, so she just nods her head. I start to thrust into her with more force, and she starts to chant my name every time I hit that spot deep inside her.
I'm pretty sure I could actually stay in this moment forever. But all too soon I see and feel all those tell-tale signs. Her legs tense around my waist, her nails dig into my shoulders, her voice goes up about 3 semi-tones, and the most obvious, her walls tighten around my fingers.
She screams my name as she comes hard, and my hand gets trapped between her legs. She falls forward onto me, and I hold her as her body shakes. Soon her lips are moving against my skin, and I bring my free hand to her chin to bring her lips to mine. I kiss her softly as I let my fingers slip from inside her. She shudders and grips my shoulders tighter. The kiss ends quickly as she tries to catch her breath. I work the comforter over the top of us and wrap my arms around her waist.
"What about you?" She gasps out between breaths.
"No babe, tonight was about you. You did so good tonight. I'm so proud of you."
"How did I end up getting someone like you?" She rests her head back against my chest, and I think to myself that I probably should thank San someday for literally slapping some sense into me. And then I think against it because, really, she doesn't need that sort of ego boost.