Hello, everyone thanks for the reviews. And shoutout to quinntanarivera for always leaving your reviews. Also, I read about Santana and Britt. No way, they're besties! But there's some Brittany in this chapter.

This is a more mature chapter in case you're not into that. Is a bit explicit. Santana's not an innocent angel and it'll show. Hope you like this one.

After that Thanksgiving, I didn't go back home for a whole year. Whenever I had a break, I hung out with Britt, Mercedes, and my cousin Martin, I felt like LA was more my scene. My parents visited Kentucky every few months, and I went to Puerto Rico often to check on grandma and the family.

My parents were getting a divorce, which didn't really surprise me. They barely saw each other, and I barely saw them either. Work always came first for them, so it was bound to happen at some point.

I got some cool friends here, and I tried dating, but fuck it, I always found some silly flaw that made the person undatable. Like this one girl who had crazy clumped-up eyelashes from too much mascara, that's all I could stare at. I know it's ridiculous.

Puck visited about three times, and I was relieved he always came alone. Kept texting Quinn, mostly fangirling over Lana Del Rey, but we'd also chat about her job and our classes.

I told her all my dating stories, and she called me out for being shallow like high school days, just caring about looks. But deep inside, I knew it wasn't about crumpled mascara or split ends. I wanted a real connection, someone I could chat with for hours and still wanna make out with, those damn butterflies and all. I wanted someone like Quinn.

It's like, so weird, you know? I'm totally not over her, even though we never really dated, and she's still with Puck. But damn, I can't help but want her. I've tried dating all these green-eyed girls and blondes, going for all kinds of opposites, but none of them could replace Quinn.

The only ones I actually connected with ended up just being friends, and that's it – nothing more than that.

I didn't chat with Quinn that much, but the times we did, there was some flirty vibe going on that kept me hanging on. She'd comment on my pics and act all jealous when I mentioned going on dates. But lately, it's been pretty quiet between us.

It was fall, and my birthday was coming so I decided to go back to Ohio, to an empty house and throw an awesome party.

Since most of my friends and family were elsewhere, only Quinn and Puck mattered here, so, of course, they were there. I invited some old high school buddies who couldn't escape Lima and a few glee kids who were about to graduate. Sam didn't show up, but I heard he had a girlfriend who didn't want him anywhere near me. Fine by me, though. Although he was a nice kid, our connection was mostly physical, just hooking up and making out.

The party was wild, catching up with some random dudes, and there was booze and weed. I heard some girl had molly, but I didn't really care about that. After catching up with everyone, I spent most of my time with the ones who truly mattered, Quinn and Puck.

I sat there with them, lighting a blunt that only Puck and I smoked off. But, surprisingly, Quinn had a weed brownie, so seeing her high was gonna be a trip.

-So, what's been going on with you two? What have you been up to?

I asked

-Same old, you know it. I'm actually getting good grades

Puck said, all proud.

-Yeah, and we moved in together

Quinn replied, and I swear my heart stopped for a second. They were living together now? I couldn't believe it. Was it, like, for real, real?

-Why? And when? And how? I mean, you're still in freaking high school, bro

I said, my face showing my disgust. Puck just laughed it off.

-Well, grandpa died

Puck said, without any emotion, but it shocked me. He loved his grandfather, and the man was really sweet.

-What? Just like that?.

-Yeah, like literally a month ago

Puck said casually.

-Why didn't you tell me?! I've known that man since I was a little kid!

-Well, he was sick, and we saw it coming. Sorry for not telling you. Didn't think you would care. You're all about your new life now; I thought you forgot about Lima. You haven't been here in a year or so.

I changed the topic, asking about Puck's mom and sister. Quinn said they were doing okay now. Apparently, grandpa left Puck a house, and that's where they live now.

-And your mom just let it happen?

I asked Quinn, surprised.

-Well, she left the city and went back to Philly to be with my dad again. I wasn't gonna follow her to be back with that man, so I moved in with Puck

Quinn said nonchalantly.

I gulped down my drink; it was all too much information to soak in.

After that some dudes from back in high school arrived and Puck ditched us to go talk to them, right after Quinn gave me this tight, warm hug, and I hugged her right back.

-You have no idea how much I miss you San.

-I missed you too Q

Then, we found ourselves a spot to sit down, grabbed some drinks, and started chatting. It felt like the whole party disappeared, and it was just Quinn and me, catching up on old times.

-So, what's up with you? And college and your…dating life?

-Well, no luck on dates. But college's been treating me pretty well.

-Are you still too picky? I remember you told me you ghosted someone because you didn't like her perfume

-It smelled cheap!

I rolled my eyes playfully and Quinn just laughed. I don't know when she held my hand but we stayed like that while we chatted.

-So how's living with Puck?

-It's been weird, but good. Surprisingly, we get along pretty well. His mom often drops by with food, which is nice, but I do miss bacon.

-Is he still not eating bacon? He thinks that's all that makes a Jew

Quinn nodded and we both shared a laugh, when we stopped Quinn just stared at my face and sighed, I just let it go.

-So what happened with your mom?

-Well, things got tough. She started drowning herself in alcohol, lost her job, and suddenly my salary became our family's only income. Dad showed up one day, and he didn't even care to see me. All he wanted was to convince my mom to get back together. She told me we were moving, but I can't just leave everything behind, you know?. My studies, my boyfriend, my job... It's all here. I can't stand my dad or whatever version of my mom this is right now.

It hurt me to know she went through such hard times, I know how much she loves her mom. I just reached for her hand and she took mine for comfort.

-Sounds hard. That's why you moved in with Puck?

-Yeah, that's part of it. I don't see myself living alone at this point, honestly.

I tried to understand her reasoning. I mean her family situation was harsh and Puck had a place since his grandfather passed.

We caught up until the brownie hit and I was drunk and high enough so I don't know how but we ate a whole pizza just the two of us. There were people making out everywhere, I heard two girls fighting, others throwing up. Just usual party shit.

The mood was shifted when Puck came back to us with a guy that seemed too young to be here but a little similar to him. I was too high so I touched his face when he introduced us.

-Who 's this?

I said

-This is my brother from another mother, Jake

-What the hell?

-Okay, i think we should give her some heads up or something, she's been getting to much news in the last hours

Quinn said laughing but she was right tho

-It's her fault for not coming home more often. Anyway, yeah, he goes to McKinley, I heard his last name and turns out we share a dad, but he's cool as hell

-Yeah, nice meeting you Santana, I heard a lot about you. I actually got this bomb ass weed but we should go smoke it in your car bro, I don't wanna share with these guys.

I was too high and drunk to start asking more questions, Puck told us to follow him and I did, Quinn stepped up and we walked with her arm around my waist. I felt my heart thumping, I was okay with being close to her before this but I think it was because of all the shocking news.

We got into his car, Puck and his brother in the front seats and Quinn even opened the door for me and we hopped in the back. The guys were rolling the blunt and Quinn leaned her head on my shoulder.

-I'm already high

She said and I started to stroke her hair softly, it just came naturally which earned a soft moan and her just leaning more into me.

-I missed this

Quinn said and Puck passed me the blunt, I hit it and couldn't help but cough like an old woman having an asthma attack. Still, the stuff was fire. Puck blasted some music, and all I could hear was that heavy bass thumping in my chest. Honestly, I didn't care about their chatter, and it seemed Quinn didn't either because she was cozying up to me, running her fingers along my arm.

The background noise, the bass, and my heart racing were all a blur. But what I couldn't ignore was Quinn's touch on my skin, driving me wild. I'd always enjoyed it, but this high amplified everything.

Out of the blue, her soft lips met mine, and her delicate fingers held my chin. Quinn's body felt so warm and inviting, I couldn't resist. My hands acted on their own, pulling her closer, and she ended up sitting on my lap. I couldn't help but rest my hands on her hips, needing her closer.

The kiss was soft, and we couldn't stop smiling between kisses before we locked lips again.

My fingers tangled in Quinn's hair, craving her even more. And man, I could tell she loved it from the way she responded, the sounds she made, it was overwhelming in a good way. She nibbled on my lip, and I couldn't help but let out soft moans now.

I'd always fantasized about kissing her like this, but reality was even better. Just when things were heating up, and thanks to Puck's brother I remembered, "Oh shit, we're not alone!" we had to hold back a bit. But damn, that moment was something else.

-What the hell. Are they making out?

Jake asked and he couldn't stop laughing as I finally snapped back to reality, looking up at Puck. He just smiled and kept puffing on the blunt. Quinn was right there on top of me, looking at me, not saying a word.

-About time, man. They've had this crazy sexual tension for years now.

-And you don't care?

His brother asked

-Nah, I know Quinn liked her and She's my homie. I can share

Puck smiled and winked at me and I just moved away from Quinn.

-Sorry dude, I don't know what the hell happened

I mumbled, I was so embarrassed but Puck was totally chill about it, not bothered one bit.

-Dude, It's okay. In fact, keep at it. It's a good mental picture

Quinn laughed and playfully grabbed my hand, giving it a teasing kiss.

-Where were we?

-Honestly, not sure if I should be doing this,

-Dude is okay. Quinn's into it, and I'm totally fine with it. You two look smokin' hot together, you know?

-Yeah, but this whole setup just isn't my thing, bro. Sorry.

Quinn kept trying to kiss me again but I had to softly pushed away all of her intentions

-Come on San, it's fun.

-Yeah, it's fun to hang out with you guys, but call me a conservative. This shit's not for me

-You're missing out, but hey, it's your call.

Puck said and shrugged his shoulders

-You know it's weird right? Or do I sound like a complete Christian, close minded fuck?

I asked Puck's brother and he took my side

-Yeah, it's a bit out there, but it was also kinda hot. Personally, I couldn't share my girlfriend, but who am I to judge? Plus, you're hot, so that changes things,

-Yeah, it's a no for me

I said after his responde, was I being too strict with myself or was this fucking weird?

-Come one just try and kiss me again

Quinn grabbed my face and i moved and took a deep breath

-It doesn't mean the same to you as it means to me. I'm sorry.

I said and I opened the door but Puck talked to me before i got off his car

-Dude don't freak out. You're high, and probably horny and Quinn is too. Hey, relax. It's all cool. We're just having fun, and you're getting to hang with us. No need to stress over insignificant shit.

-You're really okay with this?

-Totally. Quinn thinks you're hot, and I can't blame her. So, no worries.

-You guys have a weird relationship

I listened to him, we talked for a bit, I didn't Kiss Quinn again but she was still sitting in my lap and I was playing with her hair but listening to how Puck and His brother met and time just went by.

People started to leave the party and so did Puck and company. I got out of the car and they did too to say goodbye. I liked Puck's brother, a very chill guy, like a younger Puck.

Puck gave me a big bear hug, and I held onto him for a moment. I still felt a little guilty about the whole kiss thing, so I apologized again. When it was time to say goodbye to Quinn, she surprised me by wrapping her arms around my neck.

-Stop dude. I'm okay with this. In fact. If you two don't kiss before we leave, I'm gonna get mad.

I felt weird but having Quinn this close did things to my body. I couldn't get enough of her. Quinn leaned in for another kiss, and I just went with it. I tried to keep my hands to myself, but it was tough. She had me pinned against Puck's car, and I couldn't resist exploring a little.

Our tongues softly brushed, and my hands couldn't help but pull her even closer, feeling her grinding against me. It was getting too hot and weird with those guys watching us, and Quinn was moaning softly. That was my signal to break away.

I managed to slip out of our little embrace with a laugh and just said goodbye to everyone. I knew if I stuck around, I wouldn't be able to resist Quinn anymore.

I headed back, the house was a mess, I checked for everyone to leave and went to sleep. Or at least tried because all I could think was that I probably sent Quinn all horny straight to Puck's bed. And now my question is. Is she doing all these things just to please Puck?

We never talked about what happened. It was as if that little incident never existed. When I had to go back to Kentucky, it remained an unspoken topic, and honestly, I was okay with that. It was probably a mistake from the start. We kept in touch through college, but we never brought up that make-out sesh.

A couple of months passed, and my parents' divorce was finally finalized. My dad permanently moved to Florida, while surprisingly, my mom chose to stay in Ohio. She kept bugging me about visiting her, but I managed to convince her to come to Kentucky instead.

I visited Britt again in December but my Mom came with me this time. We stayed with my cousin for the holidays so I didn't really got to see Puck and Quinn the rest of the year.

But things took a turn when my abuelita moved back to Ohio. Mom had the chance to take care of her, and I totally loved that. So, you know what? I started visiting Ohio like every three weeks just to be around them, and you know what? My bond with Mom got so much better during those visits.

I went there every other weekend and also spent more time with Quinn and Puck. It was cool that they had a place of their own cause we could just get high and chill there. So everytime I visited Ohio I visited their place. Still no comment about our little make out session but we usually would put on a dumb movie and smoke there. My interactions with Quinn alone were always flirty as fuck, like we would just laugh it off but the flirting was there.

Quinn started to smoke with us and it was fun. She was funnier when she smoked than when she drank. She was very touchy though, and usually would cuddle with me when we watched movies together or played video games.

Hanging out with them was chill, no doubt about that. But I started feeling guilty because it seemed like every time I came back to Ohio, all I did was get high, when I should've been there for Abuelita.

Time flew by like crazy. Puck finally graduated, and I had just six more months to get my Associates degree. But then, something heartbreaking happened, Abuelita passed away. And you know what? I couldn't help but hate myself for not being there with her, for prioritizing school and getting high over spending time with her. It hit me hard.

So, Britt came over to Ohio to be with me during that tough time, but I was just high all the time. The funeral, the whole deal, I had to stay high to avoid crumbling in guilt. Quinn and Puck were around too.

When Britt was about to leave, we were at the airport, and she gave me a reality check.

-Look, Santana, not trying to be rude, but I love you, and I gotta say something

Britt said, looking genuinely concerned.

-What do you mean?

I tried to play the fool but she's my best friend, she saw right through my bullshit

-You've been high all damn week. I know it's rough, but you can't live like this. And your mom mentioned you're taking a break from college? Seriously? You're so close to getting your degree, don't screw it up, please.

-You don't get it, Britt. You've got a great family, doing what you love. I'm sick of being stuck in that cheerleader uniform.

-Come on, you can handle just six more months of that

-Ha, I doubt it, besides getting high ain't that bad. Better than popping pills, right? I've been smoking forever.

-Sure, but it was never your main thing before. Listen, I don't wanna point fingers, but don't let Puck's influence mess you up. And hate to say it, but you deserve better. He just graduated high school, living off his parents' cash, while Quinn's hustling with work and studies. It could be easy for you to follow his lead if you stay here with nothing to do. You're better than that.

-Don't worry, I won't waste my time here doing nothing. I wanna be with my mom, and I'll figure out a way to transfer colleges or something."

-If I get you all the deets on how to do that, will you promise not to drop out, Santana?

I could just hug her, I love her, she is my best friend and although I hate lectures I know she only means well.

So, Britt gave me a step-by-step guide on transferring my credits from Kentucky to Ohio. I got on it, attended classes, and yeah, I ran into Quinn sometimes, but we didn't hang out too much on campus. She was busy with a lawyer's firm, and I was focused on finishing school.

My weekends were all about being high at their house. My friendship with Quinn and Puck had taken a different turn. We hadn't kissed again, not because Quinn didn't try, but I was content just being close to her.

One time while we were watching a movie, Quinn was cuddled up with me while Puck went to get some pizza.

-We should kiss

Quinn said with a smile, her head resting on my chest.

-I'm good

I replied, wanting to kiss her so badly, but I was okay just enjoying the moment as it was. Puck returned with the pizzas, and we started eating.

Quinn brought up something Puck had done, and he rolled his eyes in response. They bantered back and forth about it, and I couldn't help but smile. Quinn had this calm demeanor, even when she could be mad or jealous, and it was a bit eerie butt fascinating.

Puck joked about his clients being older women who flirt with him, and we all laughed, recalling the stories about him hooking up with his clients.

-Don't cheat on her, dude. Quinn's too damn beautiful. Appreciated her for real

I chimed in, and Quinn hugged me, smiling. I could tell she felt insecure about Puck working with all the Milfs he used to love.

-I know she's beautiful; I don't have to remind her all day

The conversation shifted to Quinn asking if Puck would cheat on her, and things got a bit awkward. Quinn sat on top of me and played with my hair.

-You wouldn't cheat on me, would you?

-I would never cheat on you

I played along, enjoying the closeness with Quinn. As the conversation continued, Quinn and Puck had a bit of a disagreement, but they quickly made up with a kiss. They were a bit strange, but this kind of thing happened often. Quinn always tried to kiss me, regardless of whether Puck was around or not, and I never let it escalate after what happened at my birthday party.

While we were watching the movie, Quinn was caressing my legs and brushing her lips against my neck. I liked the feeling, but I didn't want to kiss her.

-San, let's make out, please

She whispered in my ear.

-Nope

I resisted. It was hard though because I hadn't hooked up with anyone in a long time, but somehow, these little moments with Quinn were enough. I didn't wanna date anyone, I just wanted to cuddle with Quinn.

She continued to touch me, and I could feel my self-control slipping. I decided to leave the room to maintain some distance. They had a guest room for me, and I felt comfortable enough to head there.

-Goodnight, guys

I said as I left the room.

Quinn shot me a look, and Puck just waved his hand, like it was no big deal. I fell asleep fast, but then the nightmare began. I don't know if it was my fault for not giving in to Quinn, but the sounds I heard were fucking unreal.

I mean, she was moaning like some exaggerated porn star, and I wish I had never woken up. It was just too much, I used to think I was pretty good in bed, but I'd never encountered someone who moaned like that. It got me questioning every past hook up I've had.

Quinn just kept going and going, and in my head, it felt like it was going on for fucking hours. I tried to knock myself back out to sleep, but damn, it was THAT loud! At one point, my horny side was like, "Just get up and join the party; they won't mind." But the thought of Puck killed any ounce of excitement.

They finally stopped and I fell asleep but all the time in between I was thinking about how my life became this? I was obviously depressed. I missed my friends from Kentucky, I didn't know many people at the new college, my social life was basically hanging out with these two.

I swear, I was high all the freakin' time, and my weekends were just one big blur of getting high with them. Dating? Nah, not interested. Quinn's attention was enough to keep me content. It's like I had no real goals or aspirations other than making it through college. My mom even noticed and told me to go see Sam, but I heard he was about to become a dad, so that ship had sailed, you know? I used to kinda like Sam, but now, he was just off my radar because, let's be honest, all I wanted from him was a good time in bed.

The next day I woke up and Puck fixed us breakfast.

-What the hell were you guys doing last night?

First thing I said in the morning

-We were fucking?

Puck replied and Quinn playfully smacked his arm.

-How the hell are you so loud, Q? Seriously, are you faking it?

-He's just good, Santana, what can I say?

-You should've joined us, dude

-Dude, I would never, ever have a threesome with you, like, ever in my life

-I mean, I can just watch, you two have fun

Puck said nonchalantly, as if it were the most normal suggestion ever.

-You're like my brother, you idiot

I replied, shaking my head at his audacity.

-We should have, like, a three-way relationship

Quinn suggested, and I couldn't help but roll my eyes. Deep down, I knew she would love to have both of us.

You two are creepy, and I should seriously stop hanging out with you

I said, half-jokingly but also partially meaning it.

-Come on, you know I'm kidding

Puck said, trying to brush it off.

-Are you, dude? Are you really?

I may had looked crazy,not gonna lie, but It was just gross to think about Puck.

I for real stopped hanging out with them for like a month but they were my closest friends to be honest and I was getting tired of hanging out with my Mom.

I finally graduated shortly after, I didn't celebrate, I graduated with a bunch of randoms I didn't care about, I just wanted my degree, but my cousin Martin, Britt and Mercedes came to surprise me. I was so happy to see them, we went out for dinner and Puck and Quinn joined us.

We were all catching up and I had to thank Britt because I wouldn't have finished college without her help. She was just the best of friends.

The whole time at dinner, Puck and Martin were all hyped up talking football, and us girls were having our own chat about life. But Quinn was right next to me, and she just kept getting touchy-feely, taking advantage of me wearing a dress. It got awkward real quick 'cause I had to keep stopping her hands from wandering up my thigh. And she didn't even care that our friends were right there, witnessing the whole thing. I was scared that they could get the wrong idea and think I'm into some sketchy situation with Quinn and Puck.

I had to stop her hands a lot because she was going up my thigh and didn't care that my friends could see that. I was really embarrassed that they could notice and may think that i'm into some creepy situation with these two.

Although I stopped Quinn's hand often, I couldn't act like Quinn's touch didn't affect me, especially when the drinks started to hit. I mean, I needed just a little liquid courage to let myself go with her, I hated that.

-So how long have you been single now?

Mercedes asked, getting my attention back to them and away from Quinn's soft fingertips at the edge of my dress.

-Pff, I don't even remember

-But like, have you been hooking up with someone? I mean, you're Santana

Mercedes insisted

-God,I can't remember the last time I had sex

I replied, taking a big sip of my drink and shaking my head. My life's been all over the place lately. I needed a break, so I excused myself and went to the bathroom for some fresh air.

When I came out, Quinn was there, as usual. Bathrooms seem to be our thing. But this time, she wasted no time, pinning me against the door and kissing me like there's no tomorrow.

-You know, you're not having any fun 'cause you don't want to. I'm right here,

She said in between kisses, I couldn't help but kiss her back for a bit, but I had to stop before things got out of hand.

-Imma go back Quinn

She held my hand, not giving up easily.

-Come on Santana. You know you want it.

-Not like this Quinn

-Tell me how then?

She kissed my shoulder

-I think we should just head back

We went back to the table and I focused on talking to Britt and Mercedes, Quinn was too quiet.

They had to go but Martin said we should have more drinks at my house and I agreed.

Puck, Quinn, Martin and I went back. We were having fun until Puck and Martin decided to play videogames. I got bored so I went to my room to put on my pajamas.

I threw on some shorts and an oversized tee, happily ditching my bra. Honestly, who needs them anyway? Just as I got settled, Quinn barged in without knocking and spotted my bra on the floor. She gave me this cheeky grin and came closer.

-No bra, huh?

Again she was so close, and what was stopping me? I could have her right now. Part of me was tempted, but I knew better. Her arms wrapped around my waist, and her hands slid under my shirt.

-Quinn, stop.

-I'm not doing anything

Her soft hands felt so good on my abs and I couldn't help to get goosebumps all over, Quinn was leaving soft kisses all over my face.

-You're beautiful, did you know that?

-I know

I wasn't known to be humble. Quinn smiled with her lips against my cheek.

-I love your attitude, but I love even more how nervous you get

She teased, her hands exploring higher up my body, making my heart race.

Her palms were right there against my hard nipples, her touch was so delicate, so soft. She bit her lip looking at my face and I had to close my eyes.

-So fucking good

She said in the sexiest voice i've ever heard

-I wanna touch you

Quinn said kissing my neck, my weakness. I felt her tongue and a moan just escaped my lips

-Quinn, not here, please

Her hands were again on my abs and i was breathing heavier

-Then where?

I gather the strength to move and gain composure

-Maybe when you're single.

I had to leave the room, I went back to hang out with the guys and pretended to care about whatever game they were playing, just to avoid Quinn. But honestly, it got boring real fast. We kept drinking, and things took a turn when Quinn and I decided to have a karaoke night. It was a blast! The guys eventually got tired and crashed for the night.

Martin took my mom's room and Puck fell asleep on my bed, it was just me and Quinn singing. I started to get sleepy and tried to wake Puck so he could move to another room but no luck. I decided to sleep in the guestroom but I wanted my bed and I was drunk and obnoxious. I tried to move him again but he was heavy!

After trying the couch, which wasn't working for me either, I realized my only option was my own bed. I squeezed in my bed, with my back facing Quinn. I fell asleep instantly. Moments later I woke up because I felt Quinn hugging me, it felt nice so I reached for her arm to hold me tighter.

I was still kinda drunk, so my self-control was non-existent. I turned around to face Quinn with my eyes closed and casually draped a leg across her body. She took the hint and pulled me closer. My heart was racing as she nuzzled her face into my neck, and I could feel her warm breath. Her hand started to move up and down my leg, and I could hear her whispering on my neck.

-Are you awake?

Quinn said and I felt Puck moving and immediately turned around giving my back to Quinn. She moved and cuddled with Puck, which I hated so I went back to hug her again and she moved to me. Puck made a sound.

-You know, this is the perfect time to have a threesome

Quinn said leaving sloppy kisses on my jawline, I didn't say anything but Puck moved and he was definitely awake. Quinn's hands were smooth and I didnt notice they were under my shirt until I felt them on my chest.

I was a bit gone by that time, with Quinn's lips on my neck and her hands exploring my body. I gave her space to kiss my neck even more. Meanwhile, my hands went under her dress and got a good grip on her butt, which totally got a moan out of her.

I kissed her cleavage and she had chills all over her skin, I slowly crawled on top of her and kiss all over her neck

-Mmm yes santana

-Shh, don't be loud

I grabbed her thigh aching to just feel her closer, my body felt hot all over, she was pushing her hips toward me and the movement was hypnotizing, I pulled down her dress and kissed all the newly exposed skin, Quinn was moaning a bit louder.

I was finally gaining consciousness of what was happening and decided to go all in. I squeezed her butt pulling her closer and closer, we were both grinding into each other, she kissed me so hard, like her tongue was all over me, and I definitely didn't like that much tongue so I took some distance.

-What happened?

Quinn said with heavy breathing

-Don't be loud, just keep it down, and easy on the tongue

I said and she just moaned in response, and then reality hit me when I heard Puck's voice

-Touch her

-What the fuck you scared me dude

I didn't know what to do, I was full on making out with his girlfriend, and although he has said he's okay with it something felt off. Puck didn't say anything, he just took my hand and put it right under Quinn's panties and damn, she was definitely into it. Then Puck just got up, balanced himself, and left the room

-Have fun girls

I knew this was wrong and I couldn't figure out if he was mad or not but Quinn distracted me with her lips and hands and her whole body. I asked myself if I was a bad person for doing this to my friend's girlfriend, but Its not a matter if he "lets her" do it, it's that she really wanted it, and she made sure to show it.

She quickly reached an orgasm and was as loud as I heard her that time in their house. I wanted to go down on her but she insisted on touching me. When she did was when it kicked for me.

I didn't focus on her fingers in me or her lips, all I could think was Puck. Is this a thing they do? Am I an asshole? How did I let this happen?

-You don't like it?

Quinn asked bringing my mind back to her

-Oh yeah, keep going

I wasn't feeling a thing, and I don't think it was because Quinn was bad, my mind was just somewhere else. I noticed how concentrated she was so I had to fake an orgasm, which made her have a very proud smile on her face.

She tried to kiss me again but I stopped her.

-We should stop

-No no no, why?

She said almost pouting

-Please?

-You didn't like it!

She said and she sounded offended

-It's not about you, Quinn. I'm just not feeling well.

I stood up and went to the bathroom, I decided to take a shower hoping they would be gone by the time I came out. How would I look at Puck in the face again? I felt like I betrayed him, and Yeah he was the one encouraging me to touch Quinn, but I kissed her and I thought he was sleeping when I did. So yeah, I'm awful.

And honestly, it could have gone downhill fast. I always knew a threesome with Puck was a no for me, but things were getting too close for comfort. Thank goodness he decided to bounce. But could I hold back if he suddenly joined us? Ugh, screw that. What the heck had our friendship turned into?

Fuck that. What has this friendship become?

So, Santana went there. This was a bit longer but I think there was a lot going on. What do you think of this? And don't worry, Santana would never have a threesome with Puck, not in this story, but yeah.

Let me know your thoughts on the whole thing and thank you for reading this. It's fun to write.