Santana/Quinn. Femslash and very, very heavy on the smut.

I've decided to start writing some smutty Quinntana one shots for you guys, and collect them all here for anyone to enjoy. I also thought to make it more interesting I could have you all leave me ideas of things you'd like to see, so I'm happy to take requests as to anything you want to read. From spanking and voyeurism to a threesome and dominatrix, I'm open to any and all suggestions you may have and am using this first one shot as a little preview. Please don't be shy to drop by and leave me an idea, anything and everything is fair game and I'll do my best to serve justice to whatever kink or desire you may have.

So read, review, and leave me a comment on something you wanna see, and I hope you enjoy! Take care!

"Touch me when the lights go off, it feels better that way, touch me 'til the music stops, it feels simple that way…"

Sticky, that's all she felt was sticky, skin clammy, clothes clinging, hair matted with sweat, everything and everyone near or around her seeming to attach itself to her body as she moved. There were people on all sides of her twisting and turning in rhythm to the beat of the music that blared from the loud speakers, her ears having burned from the screams of joy and volts of electric thuds that filled her head. The people and places around her were blue or pink or yellow as the lights from overhead swirled madly and lit up the faces of the strangers stuck to her, different shapes of eyes and forms of lips swirling together as everyone began to morph and look the same.

She pushed her way through the crowd of bodies as they continued to jump and grind together in an aimless ecstasy, no one even noticing she was there as she quietly moved throughout the mass. She'd forgotten why it was again that she agreed to come that night as she glanced around at the throngs of people who moved together as one, the answer to her question soon appearing though as a hand glided up the backside of her leg.

"Hey there," a sultry voice cooed in her ear as it leaned in, Quinn looking up from the bar as her eyes twinkled, "And how are you tonight?" She turned around slowly as she licked her lips and smiled, her bright eyes meeting a pair of dark brown ones and catching the flicker of mischief that flashed in them.

"I guess that depends," she answered in a playful tone as she let her eyes roam the stranger's body up and down, "Are you buying the next round?" The brunette raised her brows as she nodded her head and stepped beside Quinn, smacking the bar and signaling for the man behind it to fetch them another round of shots.

"So what brings you here?" the sexy stranger asked as she leaned in, purposely having pressed her body against Quinn's as her tan fingers trailed up and down the porcelain skin of the blonde's arm.

"Well I was supposed to meet my girlfriend," Quinn answered sadly as she pouted, "But she blew me off for some work thing."

"Is she fucking serious, that's ridiculous!" her new friend exclaimed as she shook her head, "Who could ever do such a thing?"

"Her I guess, so I'm here alone," Quinn replied sadly as she stuck her bottom lip out, the brunette resisting her urge to bite and tug on the flesh as she refocused her attention.

"Well, we'll just have to teach her a lesson, won't we?" the stranger asked seductively as she raised her shot, Quinn nodding along as she lifted her own glass, "To…"

"Quinn," the blonde answered, "And you?"

"Santana," the brunette replied, Quinn smiling as she tipped her head and clinked her shot glass into Santana's, "To us."

"Here, here," Santana grinned as she slung her shot back, their eye contact never breaking as they gulped down the hot, amber liquid, "So what d'ya say? You wanna join me?"

"Uh huh," Quinn answered playfully as she set her glass down on the bar, Santana reaching her hand out and waving her fingers as she motioned for her towards the dance floor.

"I don't bite, swear."

"Too bad," Quinn sighed as she leaned in, "'Cause I do." The two of them headed off to the middle of the floor as the people danced and spun around them, only each other existing in their eyes as they began to move along to the music.

Things started out slow as they began dancing in the circle of people on the floor, Quinn shaking her body and moving side to side as her hands found their way into her hair. She was getting lost in the beat of the song as she slung her hair around her face and smiled, singing along and rocking back and forth as her legs and arms moved freely. It wasn't long though before she felt a pair of hands creep along the sides of her hips and pull her back, Santana's hot breath on the back of her neck as she pulled Quinn in. The blonde girl turned her head and flashed Santana a sly smile as she backed herself up into the girl's pelvis, placing her hands over Santana's and digging her nails into the tan skin as she grinded into the other girls hips. The song began to speed up and the girl's actions did as well, the two of them moving in sync as their bodies fit together like puzzle pieces.

As the song began to slow down Quinn leaned her head back and rested on Santana's shoulder, her eyes shifting to the right and staring up at Santana as she smiled. She giggled and ran her tongue across her lips as she nudged her nose against Santana's jaw, her hand reaching up and pulling Santana's face down as she whispered.

"We should find some place a little quieter," she murmured as she flashed a devil's grin, Santana nodding in response and releasing her grasp on Quinn's hips as she grabbed her hands. She led the girl through the crowd and towards the staircase that was located in the back of the club, Santana waving to the bouncer who stood in front and thanking him as he stepped aside.

"How'd you do that?" Quinn asked in awe as she climbed the stairs up behind Santana, the brunette stopping and turning around as she smiled and leaned down.

"Baby you have no idea the things I can do," she said lowly as she dug her nails into Quinn's hand, the blonde's stomach fluttering with nerves and excitement as they finally reach the landing.

The second floor was separated into different private areas as Quinn looked around, white and purple sheer sheets hanging from the ceiling as they concealed the black shadows and figures that moved about them. The floor was littered in confetti and glitter and the lights much dimmer and darker than the ones on the floor below them, the sound of the music still as loud as Santana led them to their own private section and pulled back the sheet.

Inside sat a large white couch and arm chair both decorated with pink and purple plush pillows, mirrors covering the walls as more confetti and glitter littered the floor. There was a small bar with champagne and other bottles that sat in the corner as music filled the small area loudly, Quinn trying to hide the fact that she was impressed and keep her wits about her.

"Well this is nice," she said slowly as she turned around to face the brunette, "Do you show this to all the girls you meet in clubs?"

"Only the ones I really like," Santana replied quickly as she walked towards her conquest, her voice low and entrancing as she ran her fingers along Quinn's cheek.

The blonde could feel her face growing hot at the touch of Santana's skin on hers, the way the other girl's nails drug up and down her jaw and neck sending sensations all over her body. She wanted her, needed her, but she wasn't ready to give in just yet, relaxing her body and shaking the tremble from her voice as she too leaned in close.

"You really like me huh?" she asked in a sweet voice as she brushed her lips across Santana's, "I mean you really, really like me?"

"Mmhm," Santana answered as she slid her other hand up to Quinn's collar bone, rubbing her fingers on the exposed pale skin and caressing her tenderly.

"You want me to show you how much I like you too?" Quinn asked innocently as she let her bottom lip nip at Santana's, her tongue darting out and gently stroking the brunette's mouth before slipping it back inside.

"Oh yeah," Santana groaned as she prepared herself to kiss Quinn, the other girl letting her moist mouth rub against hers before moving away.

"Sit down then, let me take care of you," Quinn enticed as she stepped away from Santana and headed for the bar, the brunette resisting her urge to cry out as she kept her cool. She did as she was told and took her seat on the couch, Quinn grabbing the champagne from the bar and walking back towards Santana as she uncorked the bottle. A stream of foam exploded from the opening as the blonde squealed and giggled at the results, Santana watching in pint up frustration and cursing God for him and all his fucked up symbolism.

"I thought you were gonna take care of me," Santana asked as she tried not to plead, Quinn refocusing on the matter at hand and nodding as she took a long swig of champagne.

"I am babe, but you have to be patient," she teased as she wiped the liquid from her lips and handed the bottle to the brunette, Santana taking it greedily and slurping a long gulp as she kept her eyes on Quinn. The blonde giggled once more as she began swaying to the rhythm of the song that had begun to play overhead, moving and shaking her body as her hands wandered down her chest and stomach. There was a fire burning impatiently between Santana's legs now as she crossed them tightly and coughed, the way Quinn's fingers tugged on the edge of her skirt making her think about doing the most ungodly of things to the other girl. She kept her cool though and bit her tongue until it was numb, Quinn's legs and ass spinning around as she turned.

"I love this song," she cooed happily as her hands ran through her long, blonde locks, her eyes closed and mouth parted as she grinned, "Do you know what I love even more?"

"Uh uh babe, what's that?" Santana asked eagerly as she leaned forward, Quinn facing her now and slowing down her movements as she began walking towards her. She didn't answer Santana right away as she reached the girl's place on the couch, biting her lip and grinning again as she lifted and rested one knee on the couch.

"Why don't you find out," she taunted as she picked her other knee up and placed it on Santana's other side, the blonde now straddling the Latina with her hands resting on the other girl's shoulders as she hovered over her.

"I thought you'd never ask," Santana replied lowly before sinking her lips into Quinn's, her hands grabbing and jerking on the blonde's hips as she pulled the other girl down closer.

She could still taste the champagne on her lips as her own mouth ravished Quinn's and her tongue forced it's way in, her hands gripping Quinn's frame firmly as she let her tongue explore its new surroundings. She bit down on the lip that wiggled between her own and received a groan from its owner, Santana smiling into their kiss and biting again as she sucked on Quinn's lips harder.

Just as Santana had gotten Quinn right where she wanted her though the other girl pulled away and breathed deeply, the brunette unable to tell if it was the lights or a flush that had made Quinn's cheeks pink.

"Baby please, I can't take it much longer," Santana groaned as she nipped at Quinn's lips, "I want you right now, I need you right now." Quinn didn't say anything as she pecked Santana lips before leaning back, her hands leaving their place on Santana's shoulders and now moving to the bottom of her top. Santana watched hungrily as Quinn pulled her black shimmering blouse up and off of her torso as she discarded it on the floor, her perky, supple breasts now bouncing eagerly on her chest as they remained confined in a red, lacy bra.

"Fuck me," Santana mumbled as she licked her lips and moved her hands from Quinn's hips to her ribcage, the other girl leaning in and nibbling her ear as she whispered.

"Oh I plan to." The sentence was enough to send Santana over the edge as her mouth returned to Quinn's and her fingers clawed at the material of the bra, her nails thrashing and tearing at the thin lace as she tried to rip away at the garment. After a few more frantic moments Santana's fingers finally found the edge of the lingerie and quickly pulled the material down, unveiling Quinn's breasts to her greedy hands as they began to rub and massage the soft mounds.

A moan escaped from Quinn's lips as she pulled away from Santana's mouth and arched her back in bliss, her hands holding on to Santana's shoulders for support as she let the brunette caress her nipples.

"Mmm you like that baby? You like that?" Santana hissed as her fingers stroked and kneaded the sensitive skin of Quinn's chest, the blonde answering inaudibly as she nodded her head. Santana smiled to herself as watched Quinn react to her touch, now taking her fingertips and bracing them around the erect nipples as she began to pinch and squeeze them.

"Oh yeah," Quinn breathed as she leaned her head back up, her eyes hazy and clouded as she began to squirm in Santana lap, "Oh God that feels so good."

"That feels good, you want more?" Santana asked provocatively as she tugged on Quinn's nipples harder, the blonde gasping excitedly as the pressure and speed increased, "Yeah you like that, mmm that feels so fucking good." Quinn continued to squeal and huff as Santana teased her breasts for a minute longer, no longer able to only touch as she lowered her mouth to the firm buds of nerves and let her tongue flick it lightly.

"Fuck Santana, Jesus Christ," Quinn cursed as the surprise feel of Santana's hot, wet pout on her cool, rigid nipples sent a shock through her body, her hands reaching down for the bottom of her skirt as she tried to touch herself.

"Nuh uh, not yet," Santana objected quickly as her hand swatted away Quinn's from her thigh, the blonde looking down in frustration as Santana wiggled her finger, "You have to be patient, remember?" Quinn growled as she cried out and Santana returned her mouth to its spot on the girl's breasts, her mouth alternating from one nipple to the other as she teasingly tapped and licked them.

"Santana, ugh baby please," Quinn begged as she dug her nails into Santana's shoulder, her breathing becoming erratic as she swallowed hard, "I want you inside me now, I need to feel you inside me right now." Santana felt herself begin to throb against her panties as she pulled her mouth away from Quinn's chest and smiled playfully, running her tongue down the valley of Quinn's breasts before moving her hands down the girl's hips.

"What do you want me to do to you?" Santana asked naively as she trailed her fingertips up and down the hot skin of Quinn's thighs, her fingers pushing up the bottom of the blonde's black skirt little by little as they wandered about, "Tell me exactly what you want me to do to you."

"I want you to fuck me," Quinn answered airily as she bit her lip and sighed, "Fuck me right here, right now." The bluntness of Quinn's demand and force behind the usually soft spoken blonde made Santana shiver for a moment as she tried to keep herself from lunging at the girl, her hands moving towards the insides of Quinn's thighs as she nodded.

"Yes ma'am," Santana obeyed as she slid her fingers up, the tips of her nails colliding with the damp material of Quinn's panties and making her moan loudly as she flinched, "Whatever you say." Santana let her hand stroke Quinn through the wet material as she rubbed and worked the sensitive flesh, her other free hand reaching back up and pinching Quinn's nipples again as the noises that came from the blonde became louder and quicker.

"Yesss, yesyesyes, right there," Quinn instructed as she reached down and tried to push Santana's hand farther into her, moaning and squirming at the touch as her hips rolled forward. Santana was more than hypnotized by the sounds and feel of Quinn and wanted more, Santana's hand slipping over to the girl's hips and yanking off her wet panties as she slid them down from under Quinn's skirt to the blonde's knees.

"You're so fucking wet, mmmGod you want me don't you?" Santana asked knowingly as she let her fingers resume their position under Quinn's skirt and back in between the panting girl's legs again, the skin to skin contact causing Quinn to jerk forward as she gasped and hollered.

"Yes, fuck, yes, yes I want you, oh God I want you," she panted as she bucked her hips, "Christ I want you so fucking badly." Santana moaned through her smile and decided to reward Quinn for the right response, taking her fingers and pushing apart Quinn's pink lips as she found and flicked her red, swollen clit.

"Uhhoh yes! Yes!" Quinn shouted as Santana's fingertips tapped and pulled on the pulsing bundle of nerves, Quinn now writhing and grinding into Santana as her shouts grew louder, "There, oh God don't stop, mmmSantana! Don't. Stop." The brunette had no intention whatsoever and quickened the pace of her motions as Quinn gripped her own nipples and squeezed them roughly, the blonde whimpering in bliss as Santana's free hand reached underneath her own skirt.

After riling Quinn up and getting her to hit notes probably never heard before Santana decided to finally give Quinn what she had been begging and pleading with her for, switching her fingers and letting her thumb take over massaging Quinn's clit as her fingers slid down the wet folds of skin and towards the blonde's opening. She let her two fingers rub and fondle the soft area before pushing them inside, Quinn's warm walls tightening around them instantly as she bucked her hips and began to bounce up and down on them.

"Ohhh yes, yes, yes, yesss," she growled out through gritted teeth while panting and hollering loudly, riding Santana's fingers in ecstasy as the brunette's free hand fiercely began rubbing her own clit raw as she squirmed against her nails.

"Fuck yes, mmmore Santana more, oh God give me more," Quinn was now pleading as her hips rolled back and forth, her breasts bouncing up and down from over her bra with each move she made, "Deeper, faster, fuck me harder San, harder." The brunette abided by the commands as she moved her fingers faster and reached further inside Quinn with every thrust she made, every time her fingers hit Quinn's sweet spot the blonde's body jerking and squirming in pleasure.

She could tell Quinn was about ready to cum as she watched Quinn's eyes growing darker and her lips getting redder, the walls of Quinn's pussy clasping tighter and tighter every time she plunged down on Santana's fingers and grinded her clit into the brunette's thumb. While Quinn may be just about there Santana on the other hand was far from, working her clit as hard as she could but still needing something to push her over the edge. She racked her brain as Quinn humped her fingers vigorously, suddenly having an idea of how to get them both off as she slowed the fingers that pumped inside of Quinn.

"Are you a good girl?" she asked Quinn out of the blue as the blonde tried to continue to ride the other girl, the sudden halt of pounding inside of her causing her body to panic and wrench.

"Wha-yes, fuck San, yes," she whined as she tried to move harder against Santana's hand, the brunette teasingly patting Quinn's cunt as she smiled.

"Oh really? You think so?" Santana asked angrily as she smacked Quinn's clit harder, the squeal Quinn released making her moan, "'Cause I think you've been a really, really bad girl." Quinn was chewing on her lip as she waited to see what Santana would do to her, the brunette making sure to keep the blonde going as she slapped her clit.

"Are you gonna punish me?" Quinn asked innocently as she rubbed and squeezed her nipples, Santana running her tongue all along her mouth as she smiled.

"I'm gonna give you exactly what you deserve," she answered darkly as she smacked Quinn's clit again, Santana sliding her legs from under the blonde and moving to stand as she bent the blonde over the back of the couch. Her panties were still stuck around her knees and ass exposed as Santana pushed her skirt up around her waist, running her fingers slowly up Quinn's slit as the blonde quivered and gripped the back of the couch.

"Apologize," Santana commanded as she met Quinn's eyes in the mirror behind the couch, "Apologize for being such a bad little girl."

"I'm sorry Santana," Quinn played along as she looked back over her shoulder, "I'm so, so sorry."

"I don't believe you," Santana spit flatly as she revved her hand back and spanked Quinn's ass, the blonde crying out in excitement as she jerked forward, "Say it again."

"I'm sorry," Quinn repeated through her moans and whimpers, "I'm so fucking sorry."

"Do you like being my dirty little cheating slut?" she asked louder as her hand slammed against Quinn's skin again harder, the blonde's body wrenching forward and causing her breasts to bounce as she groaned, "Huh, you like being my filthy little whore?"

"I do, oh God I do," Quinn growled as she slid one hand between her legs, "Mmm I love it when you make me cum."

"Yeah, you love it when I fuck you?" Santana questioned as she spanked Quinn again, the sting of her hand on the sensitive skin echoing as Quinn shouted, "Do I fuck you better than her?"

"Yes, fuck, I love it when you fuck me," Quinn answered as she tried to piece together her answer incoherently.

"I asked you do I fuck you better than her," Santana snarled as she blistered Quinn's ass again, "Do I make you cum harder than her."

"Yes! Yes, yes you fuck me so much better than her, Christ," Quinn cried out, "I love cumming for you, mmm it feels so fucking good."

"You want me to fuck you right now?" Santana continued to inquire as her hand striked Quinn's ass again, a bright pink swell now covering the area as Quinn squirmed, "You want me to make you cum again?"

"Yes, God yes, yes," Quinn almost sobbed as she rubbed herself harder, the warm juices now dripping down her thigh as she writhed, "Fuck me now, please fuck me." Santana continued to smack and spank Quinn's ass as she slipped her fingers back inside the blonde's opening, pushing them in and out of the other girl quick and hard as she pounded her against the couch.

"OhohohGod, yeeesss, yes!" Quinn screamed as she rubbed her clit harder and gripped the couch for support, her breasts continuing to bounce rapidly as Santana drove her fingers into the blonde harder with every thrust.

"Come on Quinn, cum for me, fucking cum for me baby," Santana urged as she watched Quinn's reactions in the mirror, the blonde on the edge of her orgasm as her body began to shake. Her walls had begun clenching around Santana's fingers as they slid with lightning speed around them, Quinn's hips wrenching back and forth and body slamming so forcefully that it was only a moment later before the blonde's shriek pierced the air. Back arching with sweat, body jolting forward and legs shaking she writhed and squirmed in place on the couch as her hips bucked and rolled, her small frame quaking in response to the orgasm that struck her as her lips released whimpers and moans while she finished riding out the length of her orgasm.

"San…mmmSan," she panted as she rested her forehead on the back of the couch, Santana rubbing the now red marks on her ass cheek tenderly as she swallowed the fingers that had been inside Quinn, "I-oh God." Santana finished sucking her fingers dry before spreading Quinn apart and running her tongue up the blonde's now soaked and worn slit, lapping up Quinn's cum greedily as she licked and moaned.

"You taste so fucking good baby," Santana whispered up to Quinn as she finished thrashing her tongue around Quinn's lips, rubbing her once more before moving Quinn's lower half to sit down on the couch with her.

Quinn continued to catch her breath as she snuggled into Santana's chest, the brunette wrapping her arms around the blonde and leaning in to smother her mouth in a passionate, long kiss.

"You ok?" Santana asked when she finally pulled away, brushing sticky strings of bangs from Quinn's eyes as she smiled.

"Mmmhm," Quinn replied dazed as she still dropped from her high, running her tongue over Santana's lips as she giggled, "That was…you're amazing."

"Well, yeah," Santana smiled as Quinn laughed, leaning back up and kissing Santana again as she rubbed her nose against the brunette's.

"We should seriously do this more often," she whispered dangerously as Santana raised her eyebrows, "I mean I haven't felt that much of a rush in-how did you get this place anyway?"

"I used to walk the bouncer's dogs for extra cash when I first got here," Santana chuckled as her girlfriend questioned her curiously, "He got slack on his payments toward the end and owed me a favor so, here we are."

"I mean this is just too much, I'll never be able to top this next time," Quinn sighed as she shrugged, Santana pulling her chin up and looking in her eyes as she spoke.

"Baby all you have to do is wear that skirt and those heels again and I'm gone," Santana grinned as Quinn cocked her brow, planting a quick kiss on the brunette's jaw line before she rested back on her girlfriend's shoulder.

"You think anyone heard us?"

"Oh yeah," Santana nodded as Quinn laughed loudly, "There's no doubt about it."

"Well, since we're already here…" Quinn mumbled as she looked back up at Santana, a naughty glimmer shining in her eye as Santana's heart raced, "Think maybe I can have my turn now?"

"Baby you can have how ever many turns you want," Santana agreed eagerly as Quinn pushed her down on the sofa, the two of them becoming tangled up together once more as they droned out the world.

"Hold me like I need you to, 'til I walk away, kiss me like I need you to, I'm making it simple if you care."