Quinn Fabray

"I want to paint my face and pretend that I am someone else, sometimes I get so fed up, I don't even want to look at myself."

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Santana was sleeping soundly until she heard the door opening. For a second she thought it might be Quinn but she still felt a warm body next to her. Then she heard the voice of someone unfamiliar and let a smirk appear on her face. Santana yawned and stretched out, before slowly sitting up to face Sarah. “Hey,” Santana rubbed the sleep from her eyes before popping her neck a bit. She had a bit of stiffness. “Santana Lopez and I heard a lot about you. Hairspray was my doing, I did my hair but we decided to take a nap before a party tonight. Also, save the lecture about hairspray. Been using it since I was in eighth grade and I have no plans to stop now.”

Santana’s voice startled Sarah, “Holy shit, you do actually have friends!” 

Quinn dropped her arm from her face and gave Sarah a piercing glare, “You’re not even funny.” 

“Are all your friends this caring about the environment?” she directed at Quinn, “Because we might have to talk about arrangements for visitors.” 

“Sarah!” Quinn groaned. “Can we spare the lectures and rules until I’ve at least sat up and some water?” She rolled her eyes as she purposefully rolled onto her side so her back was to Sarah, “Sorry, San. Clearly something has crawled up Sarah’s ass cos she’s not normally this bad unless she’s just returned from a rally.”

“Hey!” Sarah ruffled. “What’s the occasion anyway? Is it someone’s birthday or something? Cos the last time I saw Quinn, she were facedown at her desk snoring into a textbook.” 

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Santana laughed and shook her head, glad that Quinn was back in her arms. It was all she wanted, to hold her girlfriend and share this moment. She wouldn’t say that out loud but she hoped Quinn felt the same way. Santana made sure to set an alarm so they wouldn’t miss the party. “I love you,” Santana pressed a kiss to Quinn’s forehead, nose, and lips before curling in close.

Quinn was beyond happy to be close to Santana again, she’d hated that school had made it so that she couldn’t get away and see her girlfriend and spend time with her properly. She knew there was the risk that Sarah would suspect they were more than friends but one person was manageable, the whole campus knowing was an entirely different matter. Though right now, she didn’t care either way because she was with Santana and that was all that mattered. “I love you, San,” she smiled as she snuggled close to the woman she loved. It was the most relaxed she had felt in the past few weeks and it didn’t take long before she nodded off. 

“Are you single handedly trying to destroy the ozone?” Sarah demanded as she entered the room. Quinn startled at the abrupt intrusion to her little bubble of bliss. “I could smell the hairspray out in hall,” Sarah ranted, “did you use an entire can or something?” Quinn brought her hand up to pinch the bridge of her nose and rub at her eyes, “Could you at least give my brain enough time to function before you start lecturing?” she grumbled, not wanting to sit up. “Or even better, could you save the lecture for when I don’t have a visitor?” The mention of a visitor stopped Sarah short and she finally turned from her side of the room to look at Quinn, “Since when do you have visitors?”

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Quinn could feel herself relaxing at Santana’s gentle tough. “Since when does my girl do warm and fuzzy?” she lightly teased with amusement. She nuzzled against the top of Santana’s head before placing a light kiss, “I could grab us something to put on so you don’t have to move,” she suggested, “we can get our nap on and be all cuddled up that way.” Sarah was pretty easy going, always fighting some right or another and she knew that if Sarah came back before they woke up and they had some semblance of clothing on, she’d accept the explanation of them being close friends from high school and not question it any further. Mostly because Sarah was no stranger to having a friend sleep over in her own bed from time to time. The only problem is that if Sarah did question it, she would have to lie about her relationship with Santana and she knew that whether Santana would admit to it or not, that it would hurt her girl. 

“Warm and fuzzy in the most badass sense,” She corrected and clung to Quinn when she said she could get up. “I guess you could get up and get us something,” She pouted, but knew it was the best option. She let her go and when Quinn brought her some clothes she slipped them on and plopped back down into the blankets. “While you’re up, might want to spray the room with some kind of deodorizer. Smells like sex in here,” She teased.

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“But of course,” Quinn laughed, “you are the ultimate badass after all.” When Santana pouted she quickly placed a firm kiss to plump lips before getting herself up to find them both something to wear. Grabbing a tank top and pair of shorts for each of them she gave Santana a set before dressing in her own, smiling as she watched snuggle under the blankets. “Hmmm, I wonder why that is?” Quinn mocked as she grabbed the can of hairspray and sprayed the room before cracking open the window. “This is how I used to get away with smoking in my room,” she commented before joining Santana under the covers and pulling her close, “that and Sarah will be too pissed at the rooming smelling of hairspray to even notice anything else. She hates the stuff cos it’s not environmentally friendly.”

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“This would be true,” Santana’s fingers ran along Quinn’s arm, lazily. Her eye still closed but I don’t want to move. I’m warm and fuzzy,” Santana was certainly a cuddler these days, it was nice to have a connection. It took a long time for her to get into cuddling, it felt strange at the start. Brittany got her use to it and with Quinn it felt so right.

Quinn could feel herself relaxing at Santana’s gentle tough. “Since when does my girl do warm and fuzzy?” she lightly teased with amusement. She nuzzled against the top of Santana’s head before placing a light kiss, “I could grab us something to put on so you don’t have to move,” she suggested, “we can get our nap on and be all cuddled up that way.” Sarah was pretty easy going, always fighting some right or another and she knew that if Sarah came back before they woke up and they had some semblance of clothing on, she’d accept the explanation of them being close friends from high school and not question it any further. Mostly because Sarah was no stranger to having a friend sleep over in her own bed from time to time. The only problem is that if Sarah did question it, she would have to lie about her relationship with Santana and she knew that whether Santana would admit to it or not, that it would hurt her girl. 

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“I feel the same way,” Santana felt the same, that she didn’t deserve the same love. “damn right I want to go to this party, I want to see how the other side lives.” She chuckled and let out a yawn, “but first we have time for a tiny nap.” She teased, knowing that Quinn probably wanted her own turn. She playfully snuggled in and buried her face in Quinn’s neck.

“Trust me, how the other side lives is highly overrated.” A soft smile crossed her lips, she found it incredibly cute when her girl yawned. Quinn was torn. The ache between her legs still existed but the option to nap cuddled up with her girl was beyond tempting. However, napping with her girl wouldn’t be the same as if they were at Santana’s apartment, “You know if we nap we need underwear and a t-shirt on just in case we don’t wake up before Sarah gets back, right?” 

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“I want to make sure you come out on your own terms.” Santana kept hold of her and just stayed close, “I never got that chance and I don’t want that for you.” Santana squeezed Quinn close and sighed, “Nothing to fix. Do I hate that we’re far away, yes but this is not forever. I miss you too,” Santana leaned in and kissed her, letting the kisses linger on her lips. “We’ll figure it all out, I promise.”

Quinn rest her forehead against Santana’s, “I don’t deserve you.” Whether Santana knew it or not, Quinn meant it. The way Santana treated her was so very different from everyone else and she was far from used to it and it wasn’t something she’d ever take for granted. “You really want to go to this party? We could always head to yours and then be able stay like this,” she tempted, knowing that her girl would turn it down to experience a slice of Quinn’s life at Yale. 

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Santana’s body started to loosen from the orgasm, slowly coming back to reality. Santana pulled the pillow from her face. Her arms flopping to the side as a tiny laugh left her lips, “I should seriously stay away more often,” Santana wanted to return the favor but first she needed to get feeling back in her body. Opening her arms slightly, she signaled for Quinn to crawl into her arms. “I want you to know that I get it, I get why we have to be quiet about us.” She pressed a kiss to her lips, making sure to keep her voice down. “Just know, no matter what I’m here and I’m not going anywhere.”

Quinn chuckled, “I’d you not.” With Santana’s body loosening up, she gently withdrew her fingers before crawling up the Latina’s body and placing a sweet kiss to plump lips. “I hate that we do,” she uttered sadly, “I’d love nothing more than to be able to tell the whole world that not only am I in love with this amazing woman but she’s in love with me too. But thank you, for understanding.” Quinn felt so guilty for putting Santana in the position of being a secret, she’d watch Santana live in the closet once before and it had pained her to see the girl so unhappy and now she was practically forcing her back into the closet. “I’ll fix it, San. I promise. I don’t want to keep going without getting to see you. I missed you so damn much.” 

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Three fingers entered her and moved, pressing against the spot. That spot that always brought Santana right to the edge, she was going to cum but she needed to hear those words. She was right there and for some reason she just couldn’t break through. Then she heard Quinn’s command and she came, hard. Santana was surprised she didn’t get a mouth full of pillow stuffing. It was not easy to keep silent and god she wanted to scream in pleasure.

Quinn could barely keep her fingers moving as Santana came. She wanted so much to hear the woman but she knew how thin the dorm walls were and she couldn’t out herself until she’d figure out what she would do when she was not only cut financially but where she would live because there was no way she could afford the tuition fees and dorm costs, even with what she had saved in her bank it would only see her through maybe another term if she was lucky. There would be time to think about that later, right now, she had Santana all to herself and she didn’t need to hide. Her fingers still continuing to pump in and out her girlfriend while she rode out her orgasm, Quinn gave one last tongue flick to the swollen nub before lifting her mouth, “That’s it, baby,” she kept her voice a quiet hush, “that’s my girl.” 

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Santana could barely hold back her moans, she grabbed for the pillow and bit down onto it. The way she played with her body, the teasing was almost to much. Right now she would have been very vocal, expressing just how much this felt amazing. She was already so close, it really wouldn’t take her long. Her body started to shake, legs, as her hips started to rise. She whimpered.

Even stifled Santana was driving her insane with the sounds she made and Quinn found herself grinding harder into the bed for some sort of release. She released the nipple she was paying attention to and brought the hand between Santana’s legs, very quickly exchanging her tongue for three fingers so she could better press against the spot that would drive her girl wild. “Fuck, San,” she uttered quietly, taking in the sight of her girlfriend, “so fucking beautiful,” She drew her fingers away from Santana’s clit before commanding with a low gravelly voice, “Cum for me, baby,” the last word had barely left her lips before she wrapped them around the swollen nub and sucked hungrily, eager to taste every drop Santana had to offer her. 

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Santana was captivated as she watched Quinn. The way her hand slid up to play with the ‘Q’ piercing made her whole body tingle. Her tongue darting out to tease her clit, before dipping into her wet tight heat. She felt the pleasure rise and god she wanted to scream out Quinn’s name. She made sure the pillow was close by, because she knew any sound would make Quinn stop. Which only ticked her off but roles had been reversed and Santana understood. “fuck, baby.” Santana whispered, her hand slipping down to tangle in Quinn’s hair. “Yessss.”

Santana’s whispered words had Quinn smiling against her girlfriend wet core. Damn how she hated that she couldn’t make it so that the entire campus could hear Santana screaming in pleasure and because of her. The fingers tangling in her hair spurred her on, thrusting and curling her tongue as fast as he could as she tweaked Santana’s nipple just hard enough to bring the slight sensation of pain as she brought her free hand close to her own face and used her fingers to begin circling the woman’s clit, her eyes focused intently on Santana. 

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Santana didn’t need to beg, Quinn happily gave her what she needed. Her tongue went right to work and god did it feel amazing. Soon as Quinn’s mouth wrapped around her clit, Santana reached for that pillow and buried her face in it. She was already worked up, so it wouldn’t take much longer for her to explode, she was sure of it. “Mmmm.” Her hips rolled.

The sound of muffled moans was a blessing and a curse. What she wouldn’t give to hear her girl properly, Yale be damned. Sadly, it wasn’t that simple. Giving her girl pleasure though, that was something she was more than happy to do, even if she didn’t get to hear name on those lips. Her hand left Santana’s hip and travelled up the Latina’s torso, stopping to trace the ‘Q’ on the piercing before playing with the stiff nipple it was attached to. She knew that Santana was already worked up and she would soon reap the rewards. She gave the swollen nub between her lips a flick of her tongue before lowering her mouth further and thrusting her tongue inside tight, wet heat and began thrusting at a rapid pace, her own hips grinding down against the bed as her own tension was making itself known. 

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“I do, I need it.” Santana kissed her back before Quinn moved to settle between her legs. Smirking when her now ruined laced panties were removed and put aside. “Don’t you dare stop,” She would need to remember the pillow because she knew Quinn meant it. Quinn was so god damn beautiful and seeing her between her legs, ready to please her- it was almost to much. “I won’t forget, I won’t- please.”

Quinn clenched her thighs, the sound of Santana begging was one of the most arousing sounds she has ever heard, she had half a mind to comment on it but the sight of her girlfriend laid out before her, desperate for her touch, it was too much to resist. She dipped her head and delved her tongue between slick folds, taking a long upwards lick to gather as much of Santana on her tongue and moaned at the taste. She wrapped her lips around the Latina’s clit and began circling it with her tongue, her eyes looking up to watch her girlfriends face as her fingers kneaded the skin of her hips. 

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Those words, ‘I rather you cum on my tongue’, sent a shock wave right down to her depths. “The things you do to me, I don’t know if I can. You might have to gag me with something, give me a pillow to bite because I can’t-” She rolled her hips, encouraging Quinn to continue. “Please, baby, I can’t-” She moaned, “Give it to me, I’ll be good- i’ll try.”

“God,” Quinn help the groan that came from her. Seeing Santana like this, knowing it was because of her, “I swear, San, one of these days you’re gonna make me cum just like this.” She ran her hand the length of Santana’s body before slipping between her legs, her fingers pressing into the damp lace, “My poor baby, you really do need it, don’t you?” she mused. She reached for a pillow and pulled it closer so that Santana would be able to reach it, “Use it if you need to, San. You get too loud and I’ll have to stop,” she warned. It wasn’t a warning she enjoyed giving, she loved listening to Santana whimper, moan and cry out because of her but the last thing either of them needed was someone banging on the wall telling them to quiet down or worse. She pressed one final kiss to Santana’s lips before her lips travelled her girlfriends body, stopping at the edge of lace panties, before arranging herself out of the way to remove them. “So beautiful,” she couldn’t help but take a moment to appreciate the beauty of her girlfriend in absolutely nothing but heals before she settled herself between Santana’s thighs, “Don’t forget, baby,” she nodded at the pillow. 

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Santana saw the moment when Quinn recognized the cute little Q’s, mouth opened slightly an intake of breath as Quinn traced the letter. “Yes, Q.” She moaned, catching her breath just before Quinn’s lips crashed against her own. Santana chuckled as she was pushed into the bed, scooting a bit to get comfortable. “Your everything, always.” The kisses were nice, the way she took in her whole body. Her lips now wrapping around the ring on her nipple, giving them attention. “Shit.” She had always enjoyed her nipples being played with. She was worried when she got her boob job, afraid she wasn’t going to have a lot of sensation but she went the other way. “I swear I could cum just by this.”

Quinn chuckled against Santana’s breast as she brought her hand up to play with the other nipple. She gave the nipple in her mouth one last firm flick of her tongue before releasing it and looking up at her girlfriend, “I’d rather you cum on my tongue.” She had missed everything about Santana, the way she felt, the way she sounded, the way she tasted. She brought her face up besides Santana’s ear, nipping at the skin just below it, “If you promise to not make too much noise,” the walls in the dorms were anything but soundproof, “I promise that I’ll make you cum.” 

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“Guys have been treating me like that all my life, I’ve learned to just ignore it. I mean, I’m smoking hot and it’s a burden to bare.” She grinned as Quinn stripped down, chuckling as she was pulled against her. Both of them just standing there and feeling each other’s body. “I hate not being able to do this when I want too.” Santana’s hand danced across her skin, “fuck.” Tilting her head, she pressed her lips to Quinn and smiled. “It’s been fair to long since I felt your lips in other places, especially-” She reached behind her and unclasped her bra. Letting it fall away, she revealed new rings. Cute little Q’s to those looking close enough.

“I know, I do too,” she sighed before a shiver ran through her from Santana’s touch. “Is that so?” she smirked. Santana’s boldness had always been one of the things Quinn had been attracted to. Her eyes followed as the bra fell away and her eyes locked on the piercing, she was fascinated by it and she absolutely loved the responses she could get out of Santana from playing with it. She dipped her head, eager to capture the pierced nipple between her lips when she caught sight of the Q’s adorning the ring. “Q...” she brought her fingers to trace the letter before bringing her head to catch Santana’s lips in a heated kiss. She pushed Santana back so that she fell to the bed before crawling on top of the woman, “My girl,” she hummed proudly, as she kissed along Santana’s neck, across her collar bone, the top of her breast, before captures the new jewellery between her lips, lavishing the nipple with attention from her tongue. 

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Santana gave a little pout about not being able to cum. “Maybe if I’m a good girl for you, you’ll change your mind?” She sighed when Adam was brought up, moving closer to Quinn with a sigh. “Adam can desire me all he wants, he’ll never have me.” Santana cupped Quinn’s face and smiled, “It’s you I want, he doesn’t stand a chance.” The shiver that ran up her spine was enough to sent a bold of electricity right to her core. “Treat me anyways you want, I just need to feel you.”

Quinn felt slight shame about her reaction to Adam, “I know, baby.” She brought a hand to rest against Santana’s, “I just didn’t like the way he treated you and I hated that I couldn’t do anything about it.” It was enough to make her feel inadequate, she couldn’t protect the woman she loved because she couldn’t come out, at least not until she figured out what she would when her family cut her off once and for all. Her features softened, “Now that is something I can absolutely agree with,” she shirked off her blouse and set to removing her skirt, stepping out of her shoes until she stood before Santana in just her underwear. “I want to be able to feel all of you,” she said as she pulled Santana to her, their chests pressed together as she took a moment to relish the closeness. 

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That exclamation was what she was hoping for. Santana did a bit of a twirl for her and by the time she finished a turn, Quinn was coming right for her. Santana moaned as their lips met and chuckled when Quinn said she could kill her, “I missed you too,” A sly smile spread on her face, “I do believe someone promised me a spanking?” She pulled away and made her way towards Quinn’s obvious side of the room.

“I also said that I wouldn’t let you cum,” Quinn shot back as she started to unbutton her blouse, eager to shed “Yale Quinn” and be the real Quinn, the one that Santana always brought out of her. “Maybe if you couldn’t sit, you wouldn’t be so blasé about guys like Adam,” she pondered. She was still a little sore over not being able to tell Adam to stop staring at her girl like a piece of meat, not that it was Santana’s fault but it riled her up. “Or maybe I should you,” she stepped closer to the Latina and ran her hand along the woman’s spine gently, “the way you deserve to be treated,” her voice was softening. As much as she wanted to stake her claim, she refused to take from Santana.