Here's a Quintana story! Enjoy!

This night couldn't get any stupider. Honestly, who thinks of a Glee sleepover? One person: Rachel Fucking Berry. Regionals were tomorrow and Rachel thought it would be a good idea for all the girls to sleep over her house and practice and bond or some shit like that. It was just last week that she had made the announcement in the choir room.

"Ladies," Rachel stood up and walked to the front. Santana was too busy watching Brittany and then turning her head before someone noticed. "I am having," She beamed "Drum roll!" One of the drummers of Glee club started to beat his drum then paused. "A Glee sleepover!" Just the fact that she thought to name it a Glee sleepover pissed Santana off.

"Hold up, a Glee sleepover?" Santana asked in disgust.

"Yes Santana, there's been so much tension between everyone lately for one reason or another and I think we should all bond. But may I mind, this is an all girls sleepover. So, sorry boys." Santana scuffed and rolled her eyes.

"Listen Dwarf, I hate to be honest, well actually no I don't. But frankly, I would never be caught dead with you outside these school walls.

"Santana," Brittany chimed. "It's a sleepover, it'll be dark; no one will see you." There was a snicker heard around the room.

"So it's settled?" Rachel asked, "My house, next Friday."

Santana had decided that she wasn't going as soon as Rachel made the announcement. Berry annoyed her beyond all belief. Yet here she was, in her living room, sippin' on apple juice because Rachel didn't think they needed liquor before performing night. When in reality liquor was exactly what the Latina needed to get through a night with Rachel. Why was she such a fool for Brittany Pierce? That's who really got her to come. She begged and pouted and kissed the spot on Santana's neck that made her lose her train of thought and sanity. Some other girls were changing in another room, while Santana, Brittany, Rachel and Tina all sat around staring at each other. Santana leaned against the couch preying for morning. They'd been there since 8 and it was around 11. All they'd done was sing show tunes and talk about each others feelings, but all Santana wanted to do was murder Berry for having this terrible idea. "What should we do next?" Rachel asked

"What I should do next is take my ass home." Santana snipped.

"W should all write letters to Santa!" Brittany said. "The roads are getting bad and it takes almost 5 days for the mail man to get to the North Pole." Santana smiled.

"Brittany, sweetie, it's March. Christmas, let alone winter have passed."

"That's why I didn't get anything yesterday morning, and that's why we had school." Santana raised an eyebrow, and then gave the other girls a look, daring them to say something.

Just then, Quinn, Mercedes, and Lauren all walked in. They took a place around the room sitting down. Santana's mouth grew dry as she almost starred at Quinn; it was hard for her to pull her eyes away from the blonde. Santana had always thought Quinn was gorgeous, she hated her, but she was gorgeous. There was no way Santana could deny that. The blondes track shorts rose up, exposing most of her legs and thighs, and drawing Santana's eyes right to the blonde's center. Santana had come to terms with this month's ago; she liked girls, but it was seriously getting harder and harder to hide from everyone else.

"It's crazy," Santana chuckled. "This is so much more torturing than I thought it was going to be."

"We just have to spice this party up, Santana." Mercedes' tried to add, but Santana yawned dramatically.

"Well, do you have any bright ideas, Santana!?"

"This is your shindig, Berry."

"We've been doing things all night, I honestly expected us to be sleep by now. We have to be up at seven tomorrow."

"I don't have a big idea, but it is an idea."

"What?" Everyone asked.

"The classic sleep over game; truth or dare." Santana chuckled at her middle school idea.

"That's so lame!" Lauren shouted.

"Its only lame if you play it lame." Tina peeped up. Quinn scuffed, and then laughed.

"What, Fabray?"

"I think it's funny. Of course you'd want to play truth or dare at an all girls sleepover."

"What are you talking about?" Santana tried her hardest not to blush. Quinn let it go shrugging her shoulders. Everyone knew Brittany and Santana fooled around, but everyone knew that Santana liked it the most. The Latina couldn't help but add something. "Take your panties out of you ass Fabray, even if I did like girls, which I don't, I wouldn't go for you." Santana lied.

Mercedes changed the subject. "Truth or dare is a fun game and I think it's a good idea." Everyone agreed. "Let's make a pack, what happens here, stays here." Everyone nodded as the game started.

Quinn was the last one to get questioned for the night, it was 12:30 and Rachel was insisting they go to bed. The blonde had no other choice but to pick dare, they'd made a

rule that after two truths you had to pick a dare. The blonde had broken the rules her last four turns, she was scared what her dare would be. But the other girls were getting visibly upset. "I dare you to kiss Santana." Lauren said quickly. Quinn turned to her then to Santana.

"I'm not kissing her."

"It would demolish this sexual tension between you two." Mercedes said, or make it worst Quinn thought. She glanced over at Santana; her lips did look soft, and bitable.

"You'd like that wouldn't you?" Quinn asked her.

"I'd rather choke on my own vomit." Santana lied through her teeth. She had wanted do nothing more all night than to shove Quinn into the wall and-

Her thoughts were interrupted but the group of girls shouting "Do it! Do it! Do it!" Quinn raised her arms

"Fine!" Quinn made her way to Santana. "Stand up, Lopez." Santana folded her arms, standing up to Quinn. Her arms were crossed mainly so she wouldn't get the urge to touch the blonde.

"Don't hold back!" Lauren yelled.

"Don't get too turned on." Quinn snipped at Santana. The Latina chuckled.

"I wouldn't dream of it." Quinn stepped closer to Santana and the Latina followed her motion. They both tilted their heads forward, But Santana stopped when Quinn stopped. Their lips were barely millimeters apart, they were so close. Santana thought was going to die or worst, grab Quinn and make her kiss her. But luckily she then felt the soft peck of Quinn's on her. Quinn almost quivered; Santana's lips were soft, kissable.

"Don't forget tongue!" Quinn stuck her tongue out; running it along Santana's closed lips and asked for entrance. Santana opened her mouth, quickly adding her tongue. Santana could feel the urgency from Quinn. Shit, does she like this? Santana wondered. She took it upon herself to deepen the kiss, pushing Quinn back slightly as she began to suck on the blondes lower lip. The pale skin girl almost moaned out in satisfaction, but instead a warm. Wet intensity hit her core. The other girls started to oh and aw, afraid that they could tell her current state, Quinn pulled away almost breathless. It took Santana only a moment to realize that the other girl had pulled away.

Everyone had chosen their own spot in the living room, except for Brittany and Santana who laid side by side by the stair case. It was around 1:30 am and everyone was fast asleep. Santana however, could not bring herself to close her eyes. Her thoughts kept drifting off to Quinn, her lips, her body… she wanted her. But not how she wanted Brittany. No. She wanted Quinn for one night. Honestly, she wanted to teach a lesson about her homophobic like attitude she had earlier towards her. Santana's thoughts were interrupted by a low moan on the other side of the room. The Latina sat up, wondering what the hell that sound was. She heard it again, and she realized it was someone masturbating. She scanned the room, everyone was sleep; so who was it? She finally took her attention to Quinn who was in a far corner. "Oh shit…" Santana muttered to herself. A smile began to emerge across her face, a devilish smile. She had got the perfect way to not only teach Quinn a lesson, but to also have her for one night. Tonight.

The dark haired girl crawled slowly from her and Brittany's cover and made her way over to Quinn, careful not to make any noise. What she saw when she got to the blonde made her freeze at the sight. A pool of wetness quickly formed in her own panties. There Quinn was, eyes shut, head thrown back, her hand under her covers and her other hand resting on her forehead. Santana saw the motion of her hand through the covers and bit her lip stopping herself from moaning out. She crawled a little closer, she opened her mouth but Quinn got to it first.

"S-San-Santana." Quinn moaned her voice needy and shaky. She couldn't help it, her arousal from kissing Santana earlier was getting to her, and creating an ache that she needed to get rid of. Hold shit. Holy shit. She wants me. Santana smiled, she leaned over Quinn, softly placing her hand on the blondes.

"Need some help?" Quinn practically jumped at the touch; she was both shocked and embarrassed. But she was so turned on.

"I don't-"Santana's hand quickly replaced Quinn's and she started to rub lightly at her clit, careful not to send her over the top. This made Quinn quiver with want.

"Tell me you don't want me." Santana told her. The blonde couldn't tell that kind of lie, not right now, not with Santana's glowing the way it did under the dim night light Rachel had so that no one would step on anyone late in the night. Quinn was too weak, she needed relief. The Latina took no time placing her lips on Quinn's, she let her tongue dance with Quinn's before she started to suck on it slowly. The Latina took her middle finger and traced Quinn's outer lips, and then she ran her fingers up and down Quinn's wetness.

"Don't tease me." Quinn whispered in their kiss. Santana pulled away.

"Why not?" That's exactly what Santana had planned, a night a teasing and Cumming. "I'll tease you all night if I want, Fabray." The Latina then plunged two fingers deep into Quinn without warning.

This caused Quinn to moan out and then whimpered when Santana pulled her fingers out quickly, teasingly. She took the two fingers and licked them clean. "Shit, you taste good." She leaned in and kissed Quinn once again leaving Quinn breathless when she pulled away. Santana smiled as she leaned into Quinn's neck, kissing and sucking on a spot that made Quinn forget how to breathe for a second. "Tell me you want me." Santana growled. Quinn didn't want to give into Santana but she was positive she didn't really have a choice looking at the position she was in. If she told Santana she wanted her, the Latina would never let her live it down. Sure, Quinn was being proven right at this very moment; Santana was a hard core lesbian. But she was also getting proven wrong by liking it. The blonde swallowed her pride. Santana growled again "Tell me!" She whispered loudly palming her hand into Quinn's core and causing her to whimper once more.

"I want you, Santana."

"More."

"I want you so bad, I-I've wanted you since earlier today…please stop teasing me." Quinn couldn't help but say her last words breathlessly. "I want to feel you inside of me, Santana. Please, you're driving me crazy."

"Fuck…" Santana moaned. She was now dripping herself, her own juices flowing down her inner thigh. She continues against Quinn's core, palming against Quinn's clit. The Latina felt the blonde growing wetter; she could literally feel her juices flowing out. "You're so fucking wet, Fabray." Santana's voice was low and raspy. "And its cuz you want me to fuck you right?" Santana liked hearing Quinn confirm that she wanted her. Quinn nodded; she didn't trust her voice as her back arched slightly off the ground and back down when Santana removed her hand. Quinn let out a frustrated sigh. Santana chuckled; she was going to give Quinn what she wanted and then some.

Quinn lifted up her upper body and kissed Santana. From the kiss and the way Santana moved her tongue, Quinn could tell that Santana would be good at doing a few other things with it. That's when she felt Santana tugging at the hem of her night shirt; she started to pull it up. "Someone might wake up,"

"Do you think I care?" The Latina whispered. She pulled the shirt a little rougher, telling Quinn to get the damn thing off. "Lift your arms." She demanded. Quinn listened, letting the shirt slide off and to the floor. Quinn went for Santana's lips again but felt her being pushed back down slowly. Santana was almost dizzy, looking at Quinn's perky, tender breast. The Latina knelt down and took one of Quinn's nipples in her mouth, sucking on it for her pleasure really, and then taking the other in-between two of her fingers and squeezing. Quinn let out another groan and this caused Santana to look up, "Try not to be too loud. I know you'd hate for someone to wake up and see us." The dark haired women too her teeth and bit gently on Quinn's nipple, applying slight pressure, then scraping it out of her mouth. Quinn let out a yelp. "You all hot and wet for me," She started before doing the same thing the other nipple. "What would they think?" She continued to give attention to Quinn's breast before she licked her way up the pale skinned girl's body and to her ear.

"How bad," She licked her ear lobe. Quinn put her arms around Santana's back, moving them up to the darker women's jaw line. "Do you want me to fuck you?

"So bad-" Quinn said almost instantly. Santana flipped her dark hair back.

"How bad?" Quinn now had a puddle forming around her, "How bad, Fabray?"

"I want you to fuck me so bad I'm about to flip you over and make you stop this game and fuck me!" Santana smiled.

"I'd like to see you try." With that quickly took her hands and tried to flip Santana over, but failed miserably as the Latina pinned her down without breaking a sweat. Santana let out a low chuckle. "You get points for effort." With one quick motion Santana pulled Quinn's panties down roughly and without warning she slide two fingers inside of Quinn. The blonde practically died. She closed her eyes tight as her walls clinched around the dark women's fingers. Quinn was warm and wet; Santana would have thought she had just dipped her fingers into a pool of warm water if she didn't know any better.

Santana added another finger, bringing them in and out of Quinn a little faster. "Oh god…!" Quinn couldn't help but practically screamed; she shuttered. The Latina could feel Quinn tense up.

"Don't forget: Quiet." Santana said going faster. Her voice was seductive and flirty, Quinn had a feeling that she didn't care if they woke up. Quinn's breathing picked up. She bit her lip to keep her sounds at a whisper. Seeing her struggle like this only made Santana want to make her scream. Quinn's was tight, Santana wasn't sure if she could take a fourth finger, but who was she to decide? She took another finger and squeezed it inside. Quinn's eyes snapped open, and her body arched up when Santana curled her fingers while pumping them in and out of her burning core.

"Santana, j-jesus…" Her voice was husky and low; Quinn gripped Santana's shoulders and dug her nails deep.

"Mhmm…" Santana went faster, harder, loving the feeling of Quinn's nails digging into her. Quinn started to shake as she came close. "Jesus can't really help you. Don't say his name, say mines."

"San-S-S-aaaahhh!" is all she could muster out as she came hard on Santana's fingers. The Latina took them out for a few seconds and let Quinn's orgasm take over her body. Just as the blondes back went back to the floor, Santana started to rub brought circles around her clit.

"Shit! Santana.. no!" Quinn whispered, her body jumping back up, her legs automatically trying to close. Santana used her free hand to pry them back open.

"There's my name." Santana continued to play with Quinn's swollen, sensitive clit.

An electric shock tore through Quinn, this orgasm violent and relentless. Her muscles tensed up again in every way and she grabbed at Santana once more. When her orgasm hit again, Santana placed two fingers deep inside her once more. Quinn' face scrunched up, her mouth opened for a scream but nothing came out. She started to push Santana's hand away but it was no use. The Latina was not budging. She could see the smug smirk on Santana's face as she made Quinn's body quiver. "Santana please-"Quinn got out before her body gave in and she practically collapsed. She wanted to scream out, but she couldn't, which made this much more intense. The look in Santana's eyes was pure lust as she took her fingers away and kissed Quinn roughly. Quinn needed to breathe, it was hard to breath. Her chest moved abnormally fast and was in a daze as she lay down. She didn't know what to say, that was amazing. "I hope you don't think this is over." Santana said in a low tone.

The Latina didn't bother with foreplay, or kissing her way down. She spread Quinn's legs apart and positioned herself in between her legs. She placed them on her shoulders and went straight for Quinn's clit. Quinn was already hypersensitive, so the Latina thought maybe she'd lick slowly. She was shocked at how decent of a level Quinn's voice had stayed at considering. Santana placed her hands on Quinn's hip bones, keeping them in place as they started to rock. Before Quinn could get used to the feeling and relax a bit, Santana plunged her tongue as deep as she could inside of Quinn. The Latinas hot breath making Quinn's clit much harder. "Ahh-"Quinn breathed, she could feel herself Cumming all over again. Santana then clamped her whole mouth onto Quinn's dripping center; she sucked hard, slurping up all of Quinn's cum.

"You're so sensitive." Santana got out in a muffle. Santana slipped her thumb onto Quinn's clit once more, making the young women twist her body away, pull her body forward away from Santana's mouth, but Santana just followed and kept going. Quinn put a hand over her mouth as she began to see stars and light, nothing was around her anymore. Her body felt so numb but so sensitive to everything.

After what seemed like forever, Santana was finally done with Quinn's core, or so she thought. When Santana let her free Quinn put herself into a ball and closed her eyes. Santana leaned in forward to her ear and whispered. "Who said I was done with you, Fabray?" Quinn looked her, her body weak, her breathing heavy. Everything felt like jelly and wasn't sure; no, she was positive that she couldn't take anymore. She looked for a way out,

"What if Brittany wakes up," She asked, Santana smiled.

"She can join us." Santana say up on her knees, "On all fours," She demanded. This made Quinn wet all over again. Santana's raspy, deep voice demanding her. She loved it. She crawled onto her hands and knees, waiting to see what would happen. "I have a feeling you're a squirter, Fabray. After all that cumming you were doing, you practically shot out my eye." Santana sucked on her fingers, drenching them in her mouth before she placed her ring finger and middle finger into Quinn. Quinn's head shot up at the feeling and she began moving. Santana liked this position because even if Quinn closed her legs, it didn't really make a difference. She pumped her fingers in and out, picking up the pace every second. "Fuck you're hot Fabray." Quinn didn't have it in her to make much noise, she body was doing enough talking by its constant and jumping and twitching to Santana's touch. Soon enough, Santana was rapidly moving her fingers in and out of Quinn and suddenly she stopped. She took her two fingers and curled them inside Quinn, tapping up at her walls she knew she'd hit that spot. Quinn started to squirt cum in qushes, her body caving in but Quinn had to get away.

"Fuck, Santana!" She screamed, she couldn't help it. Santana let out a moan of her own as she kept doing what she was doing. Quinn started to crawl away, but Santana jut followed her until she grabbed her legs and stopped her from moving.

"Shit, Fabray…" Santana came herself, finally and let Quinn lay down at ease.

With that, Santana left Quinn in her shaken state and cuddled back up to Brittany on the other side of the room. She smiled as Brittany cuddled closer to her. She loved Brittany, but she was sure that Quinn had learned her lesson.

I hope you guys enjoyed it! Please review and tell me what you think :)