So I had some requests for another chapter. Here it is. I hope you like it!
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Chapter 3
Santana wasn't sure what sound came from Rachel's mouth, but she concluded that it was one of excitement as she clapped her hands and ran towards Quinn, pulling the blonde into a tight embrace.
"I want to know all the details of how this started!" Rachel gushed, pulling back and grabbing Quinn's hand, leading her over to the couch.
"Hey, where's my hug?" Santana pouted, watching as the two abandoned her in the foyer of Rachel's apartment, "I'm the other half of this whole thing."
Rachel paused midsentence. Quinn letting out a small breath of relief as soon as Rachel had stopped talking, it was cute she was excited for them, but she could barely keep up with what she was rambling about and needed a moment to catch up.
"Sorry, Santana." Rachel smiled walking over and pulling her into a hug.
"Thank you." Santana said, wrapping her arms around her, "I'm the one that wooed her." She teased, sending Quinn a wink.
"I'm sure." Rachel smirked, pulling back, "Drinks are in the fridge." She said pointing to the kitchen and then eagerly went back to Quinn.
"I should have stayed home." Santana sighed with a roll of her eyes, heading to the kitchen to search for any kind of alcohol, mentally thanking Jesse when she found beer. When she walked into the living room area the two of them stopped talking and both looked up at her. "Should I go?" she asked, twisting the top off of her beer and throwing the cap on the coffee table, taking a long drink.
"I apologize, Santana." Rachel said with a warm smile, "I've just been rooting for you two to start something. Quinn was always so vague and now that you guys are dating, I want to know everything!"
Before Santana could start speaking a blur ran by her and took the free spot next to Quinn, "I want to know everything too!" Kurt smiled causing Santana to squint at him. She didn't even hear anyone else enter the apartment.
"Hold up!" Santana said, snapping her fingers to get all of their attentions, "Why doesn't nobody want to ask me anything!? I'm the other half of us!" She reminded them.
"Oh, we thought you knew." Kurt began, clasping his hands together, "We like Quinn better."
Santana took a stepped forward and Rachel and Kurt visibly flinched, while Quinn just sat in between them a little overwhelmed by the attention she was getting.
"I'm kidding!" Kurt laughed, "Rachel and I were there through Quinn's drunken chatty confessions about how cute your butt is and your pearly white beautiful smile. We figure now that she can freely speak about you, we'll actually get good details."
Quinn blushed, sinking into the couch to try and hide.
"But we lived together." Santana pouted, wanting a close friend to gush to about Quinn. She could see why they gravitated towards Quinn, her and Rachel always had a small friendship in the later years of high school, but she thought she'd at least get Kurt.
Blaine walked into the room not long after, coming to stand next to Santana, "We can go to the bar down the street." He suggested.
"Ha!" Santana smiled, "I have Blaine!" she triumphantly said, grabbing his forearm and dragging him towards the door, "Come on best friend, let's go to the bar and gossip about how our friends make us feel left out."
"I guess Santana is my best friend now." Blaine shrugged, waving to the other three.
Just as Santana reached the door, she stopped and spun around, rushing back over to Quinn, "Text me before you leave, I want to walk you home after." She said pressing a kiss to her cheek and then getting up and leaving with Blaine.
When the door clicked shut, Kurt and Rachel turned back to Quinn, "So?"
"You guys are ridiculous." She joked, but she let out a slow breath and grinned and sat back, getting comfortable as she answered any questions they had about how her and Santana started dating and the first date they went on.
Over at the bar, Blaine and Santana were seated at a table, the two surprisingly enjoying each other's company. Blaine was shockingly thrilled it had worked out this way, because sometimes it was nice to do things without Kurt, but he didn't have too many other friends in the city and right now Santana and he found they had a lot in common.
"She planned everything." Santana smirked, grabbing the pitcher of beer and pouring herself another drink, "I mean it started raining, but it was still fun." She said, "Until she made the no sex rule."
Blaine nearly spit up his mouthful of beer, taking a moment to swallow, before lightly laughing, "Are you going to be able to handle that?"
Santana smiled and nodded, "For Quinn, yeah."
"Hey..."
Blaine and Santana pulled their focus from each other and looked up at the newcomer standing in front of them.
Jesse sighed as he crossed his arms over his chest, "They sent me here."
"Typical." Santana scoffed, kicking out a chair so Jesse could join them.
"I have a feeling we're going to be here a lot." Blaine smirked.
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After their gab session, Kurt, Rachel and Quinn met up with the others at the bar, finding them and walking over to the table, Kurt and Rachel taking the last empty chairs next to Jesse and Blaine, while Quinn didn't have a chair, so she opted to sit in Santana's lap, causing Rachel to beam at the sight.
Santana wrapped an arm around Quinn, greeting Rachel and Kurt with a smile, "Have fun talking about me?"
"Oh so much." Kurt winked.
Rachel suddenly gasped, her eyes going wide with an idea, informing Santana that now was a good time to tune her out. She grabbed her drink and looked around, her eyes doing a great job at keeping her mind occupied when she noticed the top Quinn was wearing. Just as the words "Triple date" Left Rachel's mouth, Santana's entire attention went to Quinn's cleavage. She slyly titled her head, helping herself to a glimpse, thinking of all the ways she could get to second base with Quinn, since the blonde was being strict with her no sex rule. It was going to be a challenge, but one she was willing to conquer.
"Santana!"
Santana jolted, feeling a hand wrap around her chin, pulling her head up so she was making eye contact with an amused Quinn.
"Yes or no?" Quinn questioned, knowing very well Santana had not been listening.
Santana cleared her throat, looking around at her friends who were apparently waiting for an answer. She kind of hoped it was about ordering food, because she skipped breakfast and now she was starving, so she took a gamble and replied, "Yeah sure."
"Great! I'm free this Saturday." Rachel said turning to the other's to confirm if that was a good day for everyone.
"Wait, we're not getting food?" Santana asked, entirely confused.
Quinn leaned her head against Santana's, lightly laughing, "That's what you get for ogling my goodies."
"What did I just agree to?" Santana asked, her face falling.
"We're going to go paintballing." Quinn smiled, pressing a kiss to her temple, "All six of us."
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"So after a lot of preparation I came to the conclusion that it would be fun if we split up into two teams." Rachel said, the six of them all gathered in Quinn's apartment, "Significant others VS significant others."
"Whoa, who made you in charge of the triple date rules?" Santana asked, holding her hand up, "Although I know you secretly wish you were on a date with me, Berry. I'm here to enjoy my time with Quinn."
Rachel blushed and cleared her throat. It was just like Santana to disagree with her, much like their days in the choir room, "I just thought it'd be enjoyable to be on teams that weren't so obvious."
"Time out." Quinn said, sensing that Santana was beyond annoyed. She had verbally made it clear that she didn't want any part of this triple date before everyone arrived and Quinn had kind of wished she politely declined as well, especially since Santana and she were just starting out. She walked over, gently grabbing Santana's wrist and tugging her towards the bedroom, "Excuse us."
Santana leaned up against the wall and sighed, crossing her arms over her chest, "I know I'm being really unattractive and petty, but..." She rolled her eyes and then whispered, "I just wanted it to be you and me."
"Petty? I can understand why you're annoyed. Unattractive? Hell no." Quinn said walking closer to her and reaching out to unfold her arms, "It's my fault, I shouldn't have agreed to the triple date. I thought it would have been fun, but the more I thought about it, this is our second date, it should have just been us." she quietly said, "Rachel's just really excited for us and we can't really back out now." she said taking both of Santana's hand and sliding them up her own shirt, "So just make it through this and when we get back..." she trailed with a low seductive voice, guiding Santana's hands higher, "I'll let you get to second base." She smiled, finally placing tan hands over her bra and then leaned in to capture Santana's lips.
Santana pulled away from the kiss with a shaky breath, her eyes still shut, her hands squeezing, "I can use more than just my hands, yeah?"
Quinn leaned in, her lips pressed against Santana's ear, "With the way you kiss, definitely."
"Fuck, Quinn." Santana whimpered, allowing herself to enjoy the closeness for a few more seconds, before pushing off the wall, "Okay let's get this triple date over with." she grinned, pressing a chaste kiss to the corner of Quinn's mouth, before heading back out to where everyone was waiting, "Okay, so divide the teams, Rachel."
Kurt nodded with a smile, nudging Rachel in the ribs, "Quinn, Quinn is going to be good for Santana."
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"Okay, last man standing is the winner." Santana said, as she stood holding her gun full of orange paintballs, Blaine and Jesse standing next to her.
Rachel nervously chewed her bottom lip, watching as Santana checked over her gun, wondering if she made a mistake in choosing her as an opponent, dodge ball flashbacks flooding her mind. "Just one hit right?"
Santana smiled, but didn't answer letting her simmer with worry.
"Santana." Rachel whined, "Play fair."
"One paint splatter and you're out." Santana confirmed, walking over to Quinn, admiring the paintball attire she had on. "Camo looks good on you, Q."
Quinn gave her an appreciative smile, "It suits you as well." She said leaning in for a quick kiss, "Good luck."
"Okay you two, enough kissing the opposite team. We're against each other." Kurt teased.
"Good luck, babe." Santana said nonchalantly as she turned around to head back to Blaine and Jesse, not before turning around to face Rachel, "I'm coming for you, Berry." She winked, pulling her goggles down and soon the three of them were out of sight and on the other side of the course.
"Did you hear that?" Rachel asked her voice dripping with fret.
Quinn's hand went over her chest and she shared a pleased look with Kurt, "Yeah, she called me babe."
"She's going to shoot me!" Rachel exclaimed.
Kurt looped arms with her, the three heading for their base, "That is the point of the game."
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"Okay listen up, boys." Santana firmly said, "I want to win this. Fast. Quinn promised me something good when we're done here and I'm eager to get home." She stated and Blaine and Jesse shared a small look, "Jesse you go for Kurt, Blaine you go for Quinn, they won't be expecting that."
"And you?" Blaine asked,
"This was Rachel's idea..." Santana quietly said with a mischievous grin, "The brunette is mine."
"Don't hurt her." Jesse pleaded, "She just wanted to try something new and have some fun."
"And I really wanted to spend some alone time with Quinn." Santana said, taking a practice shot over Jesse's shoulder, causing both men to jump with surprise. "Ready?"
Blaine shrugged and nodded, looking over to Jesse and with confidence said, "At least we're on the winning team."
"That's the spirit." Santana smirked and turned to head out.
"I hope this doesn't mess up my hair." Blaine muttered as he pulled his goggles down and exited the wooden hideout they were in.
On the other side of the course, Rachel paced back and forth, while Quinn and Kurt watched.
"This was a bad idea."
"San won't hurt you, she'll just splatter paint on you and you'll be out." Quinn said, "I mean she'll be doing it with a gun...but it's just paint."
"You're over thinking it, it's just for fun." Kurt reassured, "Now let's go before they figure out good ambushing spots."
Rachel sighed, but nodded. She did want to try something new, especially with her friends. She lived for spending time with them, but perhaps she should have waited until Quinn and Santana had gone on a few more dates first, before she rushed them into a triple date.
"Okay, let's get this over with." Rachel said, "What's our plan?"
Quinn headed to the door, "Don't get shot!" She smiled and then opened it and ran outside, Kurt quickly following right behind.
Rachel slowly stepped forward and let out a slow breath, "It's just a game." She whispered and finally she gathered all her courage and took a step onto the battlefield.
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Jesse slowly crept around the woods, peeking around every tree, crouching behind every bush. When he didn't spot anyone for a while, he dropped his guard, his gun swinging by his side, not knowing that Kurt was close by.
"Not very stealthy." Kurt smirked, popping out from behind a tree his gun pointing in Jesse's direction.
"Oh, sly." Jesse nodded looking down as Kurt didn't waste any time in pulling the trigger, the yellow paint splattering all over his chest.
Kurt smiled, happy he actually eliminated someone, but before he could celebrate a rapid round of paintballs flew by him and he quickly jumped behind some bushes. Peeking over the bush, he gasped when he saw it was his boyfriend shooting at him.
"I don't think so." Kurt mumbled, waiting a beat, watching as Blaine ran from tree to tree and when he was close enough and in the open, Kurt jumped up and took a shot, successfully hitting Blaine's bicep. "I eliminated two people!"
Blaine sighed, dropping his gun to his side, "Well played, Kurt."
Kurt smiled, "Maybe we'll actually have a chance against Santana!" and with that he patted Blaine on the shoulder and ran off.
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Rachel was resting against a tree still taking deep and slow breaths, every single noise startling her. She kept telling herself it was just a game, but in her overdramatic mind, Santana was out for murder.
"I see you." Santana taunted from her perch up on higher ground, shaking her head with a laugh as she watched Rachel clutch the gun to her chest.
"Just get it over with, Santana." Rachel called out.
"Aw, come on Rach, at least make it a little bit of a challenge."
Rachel focused on Santana's voice and when she figured out where it was coming from, she lifted her gun and began to shoot in the direction, paint splattering on all the trees and rocks, not one coming close to Santana.
"You look sexy with a gun." Santana smiled, jumping down from where she was when Rachel had finished her trigger happy rampage.
Rachel took another shot at Santana, the ball flying over her shoulder.
Santana nodded with approval, finally picking up her gun and aiming it at her.
"Make it quick!" Rachel pleaded.
Santana rolled her eyes, "So dramatic." She snickered, pulling the trigger and hitting Rachel in the stomach.
Rachel dropped her gun, her hands quickly going over the wet paint that was sprayed all over her, "Ow."
"I forgot to warn you, you'll probably have a small bruise tomorrow." Santana said, flashing Rachel with a quick smile and just like that her torture towards Rachel was over and she broke out into a run to find Kurt and Quinn.
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Quinn's pace was slow. her body crouched as she moved through the course. Santana was the only one left on her team. All Kurt and Quinn had to do was shoot her and they'd win. She stopped when she heard some rustling around a bush, deciding to play it smart and hide behind an empty garbage can, but just as she was about to lift her head up to take a glance, she felt a presence behind her.
"This is too easy." Santana sighed, aiming her gun to Quinn's back, causing the blonde to quickly twist around and face her before Santana pulled the trigger.
"San wait." Quinn smiled her hands going up in defence, quickly walking towards her and wrapping her arms around her neck.
"Hey?" Santana questioned suspiciously, wrapping one arm around her.
Quinn pressed her lips to Santana's, tugging her towards a nearby shed, feeling behind until her hands felt wood and she spun them around, pressing Santana up against the wall.
"Hey." Santana smiled against her lips. "We're the only two left." She whispered.
Quinn pulled back, licking her lips, "Kurt is-"
Santana lifted her gun, firing a shot without even taking her eyes off of Quinn, smiling when she heard Kurt let out a frustrated huff.
"How did you even see me?" He asked looking down at the splash of orange on his vest.
"I see all."
Quinn smirked, pressing into Santana, "That was really impressive." She husked, nipping at her bottom lip.
"How impressive?" Santana whispered, her breath catching in her throat.
Quinn leaned back in pulling Santana back into a drawn out kiss, letting her take control of it, as her free hand slid down her lower back, coming to rest on Santana's ass, gladly helping herself to a handful of it, something she had been fantasizing about for quite some time.
Santana moaned, her arms wrapping around Quinn to pull her closer, "So that's what you ogle?" She teased.
"All the time." Quinn confessed continuing with the heated make out session. They carried on for a good few minutes and when the time felt right, Quinn held her gun up the best she could and pulled the trigger, yellow paint splattering against Santana's thigh.
"You clever bitch." Santana smirked, disappointed, but just as impressed with the method Quinn had used to win the game.
"You're too easy." Quinn taunted, wiping some smeared lipstick from the corner of Santana's mouth, before pulling away. "We win!"
"Whatever." Santana mumbled, "That means we get to go home right?"
"I think they want to go out for dinner after this." Quinn lightly laughed, grabbing Santana's hand and pulling her along so they could find the others and declare the winning team.
"You're a huge tease today." Santana joked as she looked down at the thigh that was shot. She intertwined her fingers with Quinn's, squeezing her hand with delight when a thought popped in her head, "Hey...foreshadowing." she smiled nodding down to her thigh and the wet paint spot.
Quinn shook her head with confusion, not catching on.
Santana grinned, deciding to channel the board game Clue as her way of announcing her dirty thought bubble, "Quinn Fabray, in the living room, grinding Santana's thigh."
Quinn lightly laughed, lowering her head to hide a blush, and with a sarcastic reply said, "Oh you're so dreamy, San."
Santana simply gave her a bright pearly white smile.
As they walked into the clearing and off of the playing field, they came face to face with four curious faces.
"We won!" Kurt shouted when he spotted the paint on Santana's thigh and Quinn was clean, he and Rachel quickly jumping forward to wrap Quinn in a hug.
Santana shrugged in Jesse and Blaine's direction, "She plays dirty."
"Shall we go eat?" Rachel asked, pulling away with a bright smile.
Santana cleared her throat, awkwardly reaching out and taking Rachel's hand, "Can I speak to you for a second?" She asked, pulling her away from the others, "Alone."
"Sure." Rachel confusingly answered, allowing Santana to take her away. "What's wrong, Santana?"
Santana sighed pulling them to a stop, "I don't want to hurt your little munchkin sized feelings..." She trailed, watching Rachel's little doe eyes fall with concern, "But listen, I wants alone time with Quinn and I can't gets it with four other people around."
Finally, Rachel smirked, "You know, it's tremendously insulting to the English language when you speak like that."
"Rachel!"
"Okay!" Rachel said and she couldn't help but hug Santana, "I'll trim this down to a double date and set you and Quinn free."
"Thank you." Santana mumbled, pulling out of the embrace, but holding Rachel in place before the shorter girl could walk away, "So, how am I doing?" she asked referring to how things were going between she and Quinn.
Rachel smiled and reached out, brushing some dirt off of Santana's shoulder, "You're doing wonderful. I don't know why this didn't happen sooner." She answered as she looped her arm through Santana's and directed them back to their friends.
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After saying bye to the others, Santana and Quinn decided to stay at the paintball place.
"See what happens when you're polite?" Quinn teased, looking over at her with a smirk, "You get positive results." She said, commenting on how she asked Rachel to cancel the rest of the triple date.
"Lesson not learned." Santana joked, bringing Quinn to another part of the paintball place they were at, "I want to do one last thing. I think it'll be fun." She said coming to a stop and nodding to the open field in front of them. It was about the size of a soccer field and the only protection where wooden walls and empty tin trash cans. She smiled when she watched a group of friends race out and grab what looked to be water balloons, but instead of water inside of them, they were filled with paint. She looked over at Quinn to see her reaction, satisfied when the blonde smiled and nodded with excitement.
"Let's do it." She said, pulling her hair up into a messy bun that rested on the top of her head.
Santana took a moment to admire her. They had rented camo outfits for the day, such simple clothing, but it looked so good on Quinn.
"What?" Quinn asked, catching Santana looking at her.
Santana smiled and shook her head, pulling her hair into the same hairdo as Quinn's.
Once the current game ended, Santana and Quinn entered the battlefield and soon they were chasing and throwing paint bombs at each other.
"Okay, okay! Santana!" Quinn laughed, ducking behind a wooden wall to hide, but Santana crept around it and sprang forward, but Quinn surprised her with a balloon, getting her right in the ribs, causing Santana's face to fill with agony.
"Oh shit, San!" Quinn was quickly by her side, "Sorry, are you okay? I'm so sorry."
Santana leaned back against the wall letting out a slow breath. A few seconds later she turned to Quinn and smiled, "Gotcha!" She said popping a paint balloon over Quinn's head.
Quinn gasped, her hands brushing the liquid off of her forehead, "Bitch."
"Remember how you won the paintball game, Q?"
Quinn smirked and nodded, "One of my proudest moments." She replied, reaching out and grabbing Santana's collar, "And I'll add this moment to the list too." She said, grabbing a hidden balloon from behind her, mimicking Santana's move and breaking it over her head.
It was Santana's turn to gasp, brushing the paint from her face, before pushing forward and knocking Quinn onto her back, "Always one step ahead hey, Q?" She smiled down at her, resting her weight on her forearms.
Quinn reached up, smearing the paint around on Santana's neck, mixing the colors together, "Always." She whispered, finally pulling her down for a messy kiss.
"Want to get out of here?" Santana quietly asked, their lips still pleasantly close and all Quinn did was nod a yes. Santana pressed one last kiss to her lips and then pulled back, helping Quinn up with her. They headed to the change rooms and cleaned up the best they could, before heading back to Quinn's apartment.
"We should probably shower." Quinn mumbled against Santana's lips, her fingers wrapping around Santana's shirt to help keep balance as Santana gently pushed her against the wall.
"Together?" Santana breathlessly asked, pressing a thigh in between Quinn's legs.
Quinn dug her fingernails into Santana's skin, moaning due to the sudden and welcomed contact. Santana slid her lips down Quinn's jaw and to her neck, nipping before attaching her lips to the soft skin. Her hands roamed to Quinn's ass and without warning she grasped and lifted Quinn up so her legs were wrapped around her waist, Quinn's arms quickly wrapping around Santana's neck.
"What?" Quinn asked surprised Santana could even lift her in such a way, deciding it was the hottest thing, causing her to turn her head to reward Santana with a tongue filled fervent kiss.
Santana used the wall as leverage so she could take pleasure in the kiss for a few long amazing minutes. When she pulled away she took a few seconds to catch her breath, finally pulling from the wall to head to the bathroom, titling her head to the side to allow Quinn's lips to roam free. She successfully made it a few steps, before swaying into the doorframe of the bathroom when Quinn delightfully bit down, her lips wrapping around her sink and sucking, causing a moan to escape her mouth. A dizzy spell washed over her due to the pleasure coursing through her body, but thankfully she only had one more step to take and she did it quickly, stumbling forward, and finally resting Quinn on the bathroom sink.
"Fuck, you're so hot." Santana growled, her hands going straight for Quinn's belt.
Quinn smiled, wrapping her legs around Santana's waist a little tighter, keeping her close. She definitely wanted to put a stop to this soon before things went too far, but Santana was intoxicating and her body was giving in to all of her.
Santana was so into the moment, she skipped right to Quinn's belt and undid it, the button and the zipper of her jeans the next to be opened.
"San..."
Santana brought her lips back to Quinn's, while her fingers hooked around the belt loops and she began to pull her jeans off.
"Santana!"
Santana froze her breathing heavy, realizing her hasty mistake. She never had to go slow with anyone. This rule was going to be the death of her. She dropped her head to Quinn's shoulder, hiding her face in her neck.
"Sorry." Quinn quietly said, running her fingers through Santana's hair.
Santana swallowed hard, taking a few moments to calm down before pulling away. "How do you have the willpower?"
Quinn gave her an apologetic look, "Trust me it's extremely hard to deny it." She quietly began, "But I also think it'll be worth it for us."
Santana nodded, clearing her throat, "I should probably shower at home."
"Santana?" Quinn disappointedly said, jumping off the counter, pulling her pants back up and stepping forward, "Don't be mad."
"I'm not mad. I respect this rule, for us." Santana said and then smiled to let Quinn know she was fine, "But if I were a dude, there would definitely be a hard protrusion trying to poke its way out of my pants right now."
Quinn lightly laughed, playfully shoving her. "How flattering."
"I need a cold shower." Santana said, "I had fun today." She said backing up towards the door, "I'll call you later?"
"Leaving without a kiss?" Quinn asked.
"I need to learn self-control." Santana smirked.
Quinn gave her a meaningful look and nodded, "Okay, call me later."
"Bye, Q." Santana winked, blowing her a kiss instead.
"Bye, San." Quinn replied, sad to see her go, but she kept reminding herself it was to better their relationship.
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So...I'm not just going to end it like this. So stay tuned! haha :)