"It all looks so good! I don't know what to have!"
"Order whatever you want Q. Tonight's about us, I want you to try whatever you want." Santana explains, looking up to lock eyes on sparkling hazel orbs.
Quinn blushes as she realises she's under the gaze of her lover.
"You look really good in that suit lovebug. You know I love you in navy." Quinn compliments in an attempt to get Santana's gaze off of her.
"I bought it just for you." Santana says with a wink, causing Quinn to chuckle.
The waiter comes over to take their order and the food arrives swiftly. They eat and chat simultaneously, just thoroughly enjoying each other's company and remembering why they fell in love.
They split a crème brûlée for dessert and Santana is insistent on paying the bill as she asked for the date.
The girls leave the restaurant hand in hand and Quinn suddenly looks dejected, which Santana instantly notices.
"You didn't think this night was over did you Lucy Q?" She says whilst gently bumping shoulders with her other half.
Quinn looks up to her girlfriend and raises her eyebrow inquisitively.
"Come on." Santana says speeding up slightly and tugging the hand clasped in her own.
They walk for around 5 minutes before they stop outside of an old building that is illuminated brightly and music can be heard blaring from outside.
"Erm Tana.. you know we aren't old enough to go clubbing right?" Quinn asks confusedly.
Santana giggles lightly before responding, "You seriously think I'd take you to a club?"
The blonde shrugs her shoulders, as Santana just laughs and pulls her inside.
There are people everywhere, dancing..
At the moment, there is a Latin song playing and the dance floor is filled to the brim of people swaying and moving to the infectious rhythm.
There are tables surrounding the dance floor with stools peppered around them, however, empty of people, just covered in belongings.
When Quinn has finally finished inspecting her surroundings, she intakes the beaming smile of Santana.
She's really brought me dancing.
The Latina spots an empty table in the far corner and drags Quinn towards it. She takes off her jacket and hangs it over the back of the chair.
"Dance with me?" Santana asks, turning towards Quinn and holding her hand out.
"Of course." Quinn replies, delicately placing her hand into the outstretched palm of Santana's, who leads her towards the dance floor.
"How did you know I wanted to go dancing?" The blonde asks on their journey to the middle of the dance floor.
Santana turns when she reaches their destination and pulls Quinn in close. "I didn't. But I figured it's something that we should do, I've seen it in all them rom-coms you force me to watch, so I thought it'd be romantic."
"You know as well as I do, I do not force you to watch them films and you secretly love them." Quinn quips with a smirk as Santana laughs.
Just then the song changes to another upbeat rhythm and Quinn stiffens, suddenly realising she has no idea how to dance to this music.
Santana feels the tension in Quinn's posture, she pulls her in close so that they're flush and leans forward to whisper in her ear, "Relax. The secret to this is that it's all in the hips." She places her hands on Quinn's hips and helps her sway, "Just feel the beat and move. Don't worry, okay? I've got you. I'll lead, just follow me."
Santana pulls her head back and receives a nod from Quinn. She smiles brightly at her girlfriend and begins to lead them into a dance style that she's been doing since she was a little girl.
Her Mami and Papi used to dance to this kind of music all the time. She's seen videos of them when they were younger, dancing carelessly to Latin music, enjoying life together.
Her Mami used to play this kind of music regularly when she was younger and would dance around the kitchen, something she then taught Santana.
Quinn began to pick this up quickly and Santana was soon confident that she could spin the girl, so that's what she did.
When the blonde was safely back in her arms after being spun, she smiled brightly up at her girlfriend and soon relaxed, immensely enjoying herself.
Quinn turned so that her back was to Santana's front and backed snugly into her. Tanned hands found placement on her hips and pulled her in tighter as they moved together.
She could soon tell that Santana had decided not to wear compression shorts tonight as Lil Q was more present than usual, making the blonde grin widely. She pushed her left arm upwards and wrapped it around Santana's neck to pull her closer.
Santana places a delicate kiss to the back of Quinn's neck and pulls her hips impossibly closer, loving that Quinn is fully embracing a part of her culture.
Santana spins Quinn out and when she comes back in, dips her, catching her perfectly, causing Quinn to giggle melodically. As she brings her back to her feet, they share a chaste kiss and continue with their dancing.
They spend what feels like hours losing themselves in each other, in the bar, before they realise it's getting late and they have an early morning.
Santana returns to the table to grab their things before locating Quinn back at the front door, linking their fingers and starting their journey home.
"Do you want to walk or get a cab?" The Latina asks and Quinn quickly weighs up her options.
She decides on walking because this way, she can prolong their time together.
Happy with the answer, Santana quickly wraps her blazer around Quinn's shoulders to keep her warm before pulling her close, placing her arm over the blondes shoulder, who happily nestles into the warmth.
They walk contently for 10 minutes in silence before Quinn speaks, "Thank you for tonight baby. It's been perfect."
Santana smiles and looks towards her girlfriend. "I'm glad you enjoyed it Q."
They share another quick kiss before finishing their walk home and entering the now silent apartment.
"You want to snuggle and watch a movie for a while?" The Latina asks, receiving a nod from her girlfriend. "Okay. Go get changed and I'll sort everything in here."
With that, the blonde scurries into their bedroom to change into something more comfortable.
Santana turns on the TV and sets up Netflix, leaving it on the home page so that Quinn can choose the film and grabs two bottles of water from the fridge, setting them on the coffee table.
Quinn returns soon after in one of Santana's favourite army t-shirts and a pair of her boxers and the pair switch, Santana going off to get changed.
When she returns, she finds Quinn settled onto the couch, with 'Dear John' paused on the TV. She sits down and turns to her girlfriend.
"You've seen this film, right? You know what it's about?" She asks.
"No, why? Is it not good? I just went into the romantic section and picked one." Quinn replied slightly confused.
"This isn't one for tonight baby, trust me."
Quinn nods, albeit confused, but hands the controller over to Santana, who quickly picks out 'The Proposal'.
Quinn cuddles in tightly to Santana, wrapping her arms around her waist, resting her head on the Latinas shoulder, whilst Santana pulls her in closer.
They get to the part where Betty White is doing some kind of ritual in the woods when Quinn decides if they don't move now, she'll fall asleep and there's still something she wants to do.
So, she shifts her head slightly and begins to suck at Santana's pulse point, then soothing the sting with her tongue.
"Hmm... Q." Santana hummed out, starting to feel a twitch in her boxers.
"Yeah, lovebug?" Quinn questions in the most innocent voice she can muster, whilst continuing to pepper the Latina's neck with kisses.
"What you.. hmm.. what you doing?" Santana stutters.
"Nothing. Just cuddling." The blonde replies sweetly, trailing her hand down Santana's abdomen, to rest on her crotch, squeezing slightly.
Santana's breathing became slightly laboured after that movement and she turned her neck to capture perfect lips between her own plump ones.
Quinn moaned into it when their tongues connected and felt Santana lift her slightly, so that she was straddling her girlfriend.
Their kisses were quick and forceful, nips and grazes of teeth bashing each other desperately. The blonde pulling Santana in closer by her neck, grinding down roughly into Santana's quickly hardening crotch, who was helping via Quinn's hips.
"Bed?" Santana eventually husked out between kisses and Quinn just nodded.
Quinn quickly jumped from Santana's lap and scampered into the bedroom, whilst Santana turned off the TV and make sure everywhere was locked up.
Once she'd finished, she made her way into the bedroom to find Quinn standing near the bed in the sexiest underwear Santana had ever seen.
She was wearing a lace red teddy with garters around her legs and red high heels, accentuating her long, milky calves and thighs.
Santana's jaw dropped to the ground as she stared at the beauty before her.
Quinn stepped forward and wrapped one arm around the back of Santana's neck, whilst the other jokingly wiped at the corner of her mouth.
"You're drooling a little baby. Is everything okay?" She whispered.
"Q.. you look.. you look.. sexy as fuck." Santana managed to breathe out eventually.
Quinn blushed, knowing that her girl appreciated the effort, but decided she'd rather get this moving. So she pulled Santana towards the bed via her hands and crawled over to the headboard, wiggling her butt a little extra as she did.
She turned to sit down and Santana was still staring at her from the end of the bed.
"What are you waiting for Tana? I'm right here." She beckoned and soon, Santana was snapped from her gaze and crawling towards her. She settled on her knees between Quinn's pale legs and leant in closely to kiss her neck, moving towards her ear.
"I" *kiss* "am" *kiss* "so" *kiss* "lucky." *kiss*
They quickly reconnected their lips, but this time it was slow and passionate, a much different pace than their make out session in the living room.
Quinn pulled at Santana's t-shirt in a sign to take it off and then at the hem of her boxers.
Once Santana had shimmied from her confines, she reluctantly removed the top half of Quinn's outfit, then slowly moved to the lower half, which she decided to do with her teeth, sure to tease Quinn with a graze as she descended the garter down her leg.
"Are you practising for our wedding?" The blonde joked, which received a chuckle and a wink from the girl between her legs.
Once both girls were bare Santana lined her penis with Quinn's entrance but didn't push in. She leaned their foreheads together and stared into glossy hazel orbs.
Quinn brought her hands up to cup tanned cheeks and stroked across them with her thumbs.
"You're my everything Quinn. You will never know how much I love you, I'd give you the world if I could. Everything I do, I do for you, for our future kids, for our future life together. I hope you always remember that." Santana whispered closely, as if this was a huge secret that they couldn't risk getting out.
"I know Tana. You're my whole universe, so please please come home to me?" Quinn replied as a tear slipped from her eye.
"Don't worry about that now pretty girl. We've got tonight." The Latina added, she places a gentle kiss on the button nose below her and slowly pushes her hips forward, entering the blondes tight channel, that convulsed and twitched around her rock hard member.
They both released a sigh of relief once their pelvises were flush and they lay still as Quinn connected their lips and they shared loving, slow kisses.
After a couple of minutes, Santana moved to sit up slightly but was pulled back down by her neck, she looked deep into scared eyes below her.
"Stay close." Quinn husked and opened her legs a little wider so that the Latina had more room to work and to allow her deeper in their position.
With their bodies plane, Santana pushed her arms beneath Quinn shoulders as her hands cradled her head, as Quinn's hands continued to cup tanned cheeks and their lips locked as Santana slowly withdrew her hips and sensually pushed them forwards, eliciting a loud moan from her girlfriend.
They slowly rocked together, staying entangled intimately, lips never straying far from the skin of the other. 'I love you's' and life promises exchanged sweetly as they cherish the closeness of each other, knowing that this will be the last time for who knows how long.
The pace never increasing but as their angle shifted slightly, Santana found the perfect spot deep within Quinn, extracting a dulcet cry which only increased her arousal.
As she repeatedly hit the spot, she could feel Quinn's walls tighten around her. She dipped her head into the crook of the blonde's neck and gently sucked at her pulse point, bringing her closer to climax.
Santana began to feel the familiar tightening in her balls and knew they were both close to orgasm. Expressing one more soft 'I love you' into Quinn's ear tipped the blonde over the edge and the wetness and twitching around her dick, from its confines, also brought her to climax and she released string after string of thick hot cum deep into her girlfriend.
They continued to thrust slowly until Santana's penis was soft and both girls breathing was regulated. The Latina pulled out and lay fully on top of her girlfriend, who squeezed her tightly.
When she regained some energy, Santana rolled over and lay on her back, Quinn automatically rotating to tangle their limbs and rest her head on the Latina's shoulder and slinging an arm over her waist.
"Tana?" Quinn whispered gently into the night, unsure of if her lover was still awake.
"Yeah baby love?"
"Tell me you love me?" She asked insecurely.
Santana rolled over onto her side and pulled Quinn in close so that their foreheads were touching.
"I love you" *kiss* "I love you" *kiss* "I love you" *kiss*
"I love you too." The blonde replied, accompanied with a tear.
"I know." Santana replied, pulling Quinn fully into her arms, their fronts flush, with Quinn's head beneath her chin. She places a kiss at the crown of her head and whispers for her to go to sleep, before drifting into her own slumber.
Santana managed to get a half decent nights sleep, however Quinn had a sleepless night. The thoughts of wasting time sleeping instead of staring into the face of her girlfriend, plaguing her mind.
She watched as Santana twitched and scowled in her sleep, obviously being bothered by dreams but managing to maintain in her hibernation. Every time she would notice it, she'd place a small kiss on her lips or forehead or she would soothingly run her fingers through thick raven hair, knowing how important it was for her girlfriend's body to sleep through the night.
Quinn's heart would melt every time Santana would subconsciously pull her closer when she would move slightly, never allowing her from the Latina's grasp.
The blonde was content through the night, in the silence of their apartment, safe in her lovers arms. It was when the alarm went off and tired chocolate eyes fluttered open, her walls started to crumble.
Because today was the day..