#sequinn fic

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Side Walk When She Walks || sequinn texts (part 5)

S: I didn't mean to scare you, babe

S: Come on Q, let me make it up to you

S: You're so cute when you blush though

S: I'll buy you a coffee, what do you say cutie?

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sequinn texts (part 2) || Side Walk When She Walks

S: Quinn?

S: So you're ignoring me now?

S: I can see you reading these

Q: Who are you??

Q: WHERE are you?? You're seriously freaking me out, you sound like a stalker

S: I'd follow you anywhere ;)

S: Your eyes are really nice, by the way

Q: Sam?

S: ....As in bj mouth? No way.

S: Aren't you gonna ask what BJ mouth means?

S: Alright, I'll tell you

S: :o

S: B....J...

S: Blow...

Q: Please leave me alone.

S: ...Job...

S: Aw queen bee, I'm just teasing

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Attraction

Length: 850 words Pairing: sequinn/smythbray (Sebastian and Quinn) Warning: some smut A/N: I used the word ‘gay’, but there is some illogical non-gay stuff that ensues…

"...he found himself time and again tangled in Quinn’s embrace during their frequently recurring make out sessions. These started off as relatively chaste, but then started involving more touches and caresses..."

Quinn brushed a strand of pink hair from her face as she listened to Sebastian describe the rules of lacrosse.

”I’m boring you, aren’t I?” she heard him say.

“What? No,”

“Why did you ask me to teach you?” he finally asked, searching her face.

Quinn swallowed.  Her gaze flitted between Sebastian’s eyes and mouth and her tongue darted out to wet her lips.  Moving closer, she wrapped a hand around his bicep and leaned in to press her lips against his in a soft kiss.

“I’m gay?” he said as if seeking confirmation when she pulled away slightly.

Then, to both their surprise, Sebastian grabbed her petite waist and pulled her in for another kiss- this one more passionate, desperate and needy.  Sucking on her bottom lip, the Warbler slid his hand up the back of Quinn’s top.

She returned the kiss with the equal fervor and placed a palm on his chest to grab a fistful of his cleanly pressed blazer.  Finally pulling away, Quinn looked at him wildly while trying to catch her breath.

“I’m gay,” Sebastian repeated with more finality.

But strangely enough, he found himself time and again tangled in Quinn’s embrace during their frequently recurring make out sessions.  These started off as relatively chaste, but then started involving more touches and caresses.  Soon after, the pair were removing more clothing and exploring a lot more of each other.  Before they knew it, they were meeting weekly to have sex in Sebastian’s bed, on Quinn’s couch, against the wall, on the floor- basically anywhere and any time they could be alone.

Sebastian was an excellent lover and Quinn always came at least twice or thrice when they were intimate.  The ex-cheerleader wondered if he kept this up simply because he thought her manly but ruled it out when she noticed that he never fucked her in the ass- only in the pussy- and he never went down on her. Moreover, he had asked her to wear his Warblers blazer everytime they fucked. “I like the way you look in it,” he had explained once, “You look so hot.” At first, Quinn thought it was because he wanted to imagine being intimate with countless other boys from Dalton Academy.  Now, she deduced that he wanted to hide her fully feminine breasts- a reminder that he would never love her.

Their illicit relations were tough to define, but as Sebastian put it one night as they spooned between the sheets after a particularly tender make out session, “I’m gay. I’m not attracted to you because I like men. And you are feminine in the worst ways. But I like being with you… And I like how you make me feel. And I like how it feels when I’m inside you.”

“So you just want pussy, then?” Quinn asked quirking a perfectly sculpted eyebrow.

“No, vagina turns me off.” he said, “But not yours,…I like making love to you,”

“Making love? What we do is fuck like bunnies, Seb. You sound like you’re going soft,” she teased.

“Definitely not soft,” he said rolling on top of her so she could feel just how un-soft it was between his legs.

Feeling his hardness against her centre, Quinn was finally coaxed out of her panties.  Sebastian proceeded to grind against her heat until she had her nails in his back and was practically begging him to take her.  With a smirk, Sebastian pushed off his briefs and rolled on a condom.  Then, reinserting himself between her parted legs, he slid into her entrance with one agonizingingly slow push.  Both parties sighed at the contact and she tightened around him.  

Holding himself up with his toned arms, Sebastian rocked his hips into hers with increasing speed.  He grunted periodically as he pulled in and out of her and Quinn wrapped her legs around his torso, achieving greater closeness and letting him impale her with his long hard cock.

Sebastian continued to thrust into her and Quinn met his hips with the upwards jolt of her own.  His fingers curled around the red and black Warblers tie around Quinn’s neck and he yanked it upward, so the girl had to sit up.  With her face inches from his, contorting in pleasure, Sebastian attached his mouth to hers in a rough kiss- breaths ragged and hot, tongues dancing, and hips gyrating together…

This relationship continued despite Quinn’s feeling that she was just something that he could put his penis in.  To her, it was a bit more than that.  Once, she had asked if it bothered him that she thought he was attractive and sexy, that she wanted to get in his pants because she liked him.  In response, Sebastian had shrugged and ravaged her on top of the coffee table.  This was how these conversations always ended, so it was never completely clear what kind of relationship dynamic they had going on.  Regardless, they were both enjoying it too much to stop.  In fact, they were hoping it would never stop, even though they both knew it would someday have to…

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quaine sequel can be found here