Santana Lopez. 19. NYU.
Rolling her eyes at the blonde stood before her, Santana pushed herself up from her seating position, and began rummaging through her side drawer. She really didn’t have time to deal with Quinn at the moment, especially with the ungodly hour that it currently was. They both had…
Once the class was dismissed, Santana grabbed a few of Quinn’s things along with her own and walked with the blonde towards the exit doors. Stopping short, she guarded her eyes from the sun, blinking rapidly to maintain her focus. She should have been prepared for that after sleeping almost the whole hour the class had been in session. Looking at Quinn, she squinted in the sun, before responding. “Whatever you’re in the mood for is fine.” She shrugged, as she handed her fiancee her things. “How about you text me when you decide, ok?” With a quick goodbye kiss, Santana watched Quinn walk away before heading off in the opposite direction.
Quinn bolted backwards slightly and crossed her arms.as she stared at her fiance. “Well… I was trying to wake you up nicer. You didn’t respond so I pulled the sheets off. Now the harsher waking up techniques would have been colder water with ice or a cold wet rag,” she replied calmly as she raised her eyebrows. “Breakfast is ready. Class is in an hour and I have to go in and count the money that came in last night,” she huffed, turning around to head in and eat her breakfast. While the brunette was sleeping, she had taken her shower and gotten ready for the day.
“If you’re not getting out of bed then you’ll have cold breakfast and be late for class. Don’t blame me for that. Just because we had sex all night doesn’t mean you can’t go one day without sleep. It’s up to you if you want to dance tonight,” she stated flatly, grabbing her satchel and leaving the house since she didn’t see Santana budging. “I’ll see you later baby,” she stayed heading to class so she wasn’t late. She opted to walk today since she needed the exercise. The blonde rolled her eyes as she realized their first day as an engaged couple was spent already having an argument. This sucked.
Rolling her eyes at the blonde stood before her, Santana pushed herself up from her seating position, and began rummaging through her side drawer. She really didn’t have time to deal with Quinn at the moment, especially with the ungodly hour that it currently was. They both had similar personalities, mainly the reason they butted heads back in high school, but now that they were engaged, Santana was destined to prevent anything disastrous occurring in their relationship. She didn’t know how, but she sure as well was gonna try, and for starters, that meant biting her tongue at that very moment. Pulling out a red v-neck, she grabbed a pair of white shorts, and walked past the retreating blonde, and into their shared bathroom.
Taking more time that needed, Santana arrived to class a good fifteen minutes before it was destined to end. Managing to sneak past the professor was a tough task, what with how much squeaky noises her red glitter Toms were creating - damn new shoes, but she did it with ease. The brunette slid in next to her favorite blonde, offering her a big cheesy smile. She had just had a rough, literally, rough night, but she was in a much better mood now. “Thanks for breakfast, sweet cheeks.” She whispered loudly, placing a sloppy kiss upon Quinn’s cheek.
It was early next morning by the time Quinn awoke to the light streaming through the window. The dog barking outside didn’t help much either as she sat up and ran a hand through her hair. “I’m gonna kill that damn dog,” she muttered softly glancing back towards Santana. She smirked and stood up to…
It had definitely been a long night for the newly engaged couple. Santana had barely gotten any rest, not that she was complaining, but she was definitely more than willing to sleep off throughout the day. Feeling a slight shift on the opposite bedside, Santana opened her left eye, only to be greeted with the blinding sight of the sunlight. She quickly squeezed her eyes shut, hoping that would downgrade the major headache she had now encountered, but she had no such luck. Ignoring the severe throbbing in her head, she forced herself to stay as long as possible. Clearly, it was way too early.
About half an hour later, though it felt like five minutes to Santana, she felt another presence in the room. Smiling to herself, she prepared herself for some cuddles, but was instead met with a an angelic voice telling her to wake up. She knew it was Quinn, but whether it was Quinn or Jesus himself, she wasn’t rolling out of that bed for anyone. Ignoring the blonde’s constant attempts to wake up, Santana hoped she would give up, but apparently that wouldn’t be the case. Just as she began to snuggle back into the sheets, they were yanked right from under her. The Latina popped up, with a scowl, glaring at the soon-to-be victim of her early morning rage. “What the fuck, Q?” She growled, putting a hand to her head. “Do that a little nicer would you?” She snarled, throwing her feet over the side of the bed and cradling her head in her hands.
Quinn returned the kiss languidly, running a hand into her hair to hold her close. Walking backwards slowly, she pulled Santana with her towards the bedroom, trying to avoid the items in their apartment. The blonde never once disconnected their lips, keeping her hands on the back of the Latina. She stopped finally in the middle of their room. Ever so slowly pulling back from the brunette, Quinn grasped at Santana’s zipper of her dress and slipped it down. Fingering the straps, she dragged them down her arms, letting it go so her dress pooled at her feet. Without a word, Quinn dropped a soft kiss to her shoulder and pulled off the rest of her garments, kissing any of the exposed skin.
Placing one of her hands against the blonde’s waist, Santana slowly slid the other to the small of Quinn’s back, holding her against her own body. The way that the two molded together was perfect. Closing her eyes, she allowed the other to walk her backwards. She’d admit - It had been a while since they’d been intimate and she figured the blonde would have wanted to take things slow from now on. Apparently, she was wrong. The Latina groaned slightly at the loss of Quinn’s lips against her own, but she quickly shushed as the woman began undressing her which in turn caused the brunette to do the same to the other. Once all of the barriers were dismissed, Santana pulled the blonde flush against her one more, continuing their journey to the bed.
Following the Latina towards her car, she opened her door for her before getting in on her side. She drove home in the most unhurried way possible. Silently, she slid her hand into Santana’s, giving her hand a little squeeze as they pulled up to their apartment. Getting out, she went towards Santana’s door once again and opened it for her. She took her hand with a smile as they both headed up to their apartment they shared together. Quinn was quiet the entire time, afraid if she said anything she would ruin the mood between them. She pushed open the door after unlocking it and pulled the Latina in. Quickly shutting and locking the door, she wrapped her arms around the brunette and smiled.Cupping her face gently, she leaned in for a kiss, keeping it slow between them.
Santana smiled at the blonde, returning the small squeeze once they were inside the car. She looked out of her window, observing the scenery in silence. It was between the two women but it was nice. She liked not having to worry about keeping up a conversation but still having the atmosphere not be awkward. Usually she was all for small talk, it always made things less awkward for her, but nothing about their current situation was that. After a few minutes, they pulled up to the complex. The Latina stepped out once Quinn opened her door and walked the small journey to their home. She watched the blonde as she opened the door. Stepping inside, the brunette turned to face the taller woman, smiling softly as her fiancee leaned in. She closed the remainder of the distance, kissing the woman slowly but passionately.
Quinn smiled widely to Santana before leaning in to push her forehead against the Latina’s. Cupping her face with her free hand, she stroked her cheek gently. “I love you.” She whispered against her lips, dropping her eyes to look at the brunette’s luscious lips. Silently, she pushed her lips against Santana, kissing her softly. Nipping at her lips, she wrapped her arms around her neck to pull her in closer. She sucked at her bottom lip and slid her tongue into her mouth. The blonde relished the kiss for a little bit before pulling back. “Want to take this home?” She asked stroking the back of her neck as she kissed her again.
Santana placed her hand on Quinn’s thigh, squeezing it slightly as she kissed her back. She moaned slightly at the feeling of having the blonde slide her tongue into her mouth. Massaging her tongue with her fiancee’s, she sucked on the pink muscle slowly before pulling away, nipping at her girl’s bottom lip. Nodding her head at the blonde’s question, she stood up, pulling Quinn up along with her and back to the car.
