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Falling Into History	By : cris2747 Category: G through L > Glee Views: 14513 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Disclaimer: I don't own Glee *sighs* if I did Quinn and Santana would've slapped that Brody guy around and laughed at Finn's idioticness. Yes I'm aware that's not a word. Okay what should I say first, I purposely left Finn's master plan unclear so I can lead it into this chapter, so enjoy. Warning though some violence acquires at the beginning of this chapter and all together bad distasteful language. But it's Finn's view in this story not mine. Some characters are ooooooooc here but when pushed too far you don't stay you're normal self. Also warning there might or might not be lady sexy times with a lady cock so if that turns you off, why are you reading this story? Kidding after the third line break you can skim over the rest of the chapter. As always thank you for the reviews and Snowdrop1026 gets a cyber-cookie. Also thanks for the well wishes I'm back to my normal self now and who's proud of me? I haven't had a cigarette in like three months. Alright kiddies on with the show.

Chapter Fourteen: The After Victory Celebrations Begins

Puck of course was planning a victory party for the next day only his fellow Gleeks were going to be there, but first he had a score to settle with Finn. After all the shit they went through this year, hell the last three years for Finn to blatantly try to sabotage them it was unacceptable. This wasn't the same boy he grew up with, and this new version was about to get taught a lesson. Puckzilla style, he thinks flexing his guns.

Sam and the Gleek boys minus Artie and Kurt followed him because after all they couldn't let him have all the fun. Puck notices that someone is behind, sighing he turns around to see a smug Trouty Mouth.

"Dude you don't think that we'd let you have all the fun right," Sam smirks. "Besides we're not even her right now. According to Artie we're at you're house putting the final touches on the party."

Puck rolls his eyes, "Just stay out of my way, White Chocolate because I can promise you that Finn is going to be hurting in a few minutes."

Mike smiles, "Lead the way captain."

"Douche bags," Puck mutters but smiles, he's really glad that Glee is turning out to be the family he never thought he'd have. Puck knocks on the door waiting for his former captain and friends to answer the door.

The tall boy opens the door laughing at the small gathering at his door, "What the fuck do you losers want? I thought that my leaving before the performance was a big enough clue for you to understand that I'm done with you."

Puck growls pushing him back into the house. Finn falls backwards trying regain his balance, "Oh did I hurt you girls' feelings? Did the big bunch of losers cry when they lost?"

Puck steps closer to Finn, the muscles in his biceps bunched up and ready to knock the jack ass on his ass. Finn continues to laugh taunting them because he thinks they lost, "The only thing I regret is missing the look on beak nose's face when their wasn't enough people to compete."

Puck starts to smirk in a very gloating voice taunts the boy that used to be his best friend, "We won Finn. there was still plenty of people in the club."

Sam laughs, "I knew you were slow but can't you fucking count?" He holds up his hands and starts ticking off names, "Rachel, Quinn, Santana, Puck, me, Sugar, Jesse, Blaine, Mike, Tina, Artie, Brittany Lauran..." Mike holds up three extra fingers. Sam scratches his head than goes into an exaggerated think pose, "There's one more hmmm… oh yeah Kurt." And a smirking Jesse holds up his middle finger, "Do you need help or are you able to count past ten."

"Kurt and Artie," Finn frowns confesses before he exploded and starts to throw a fit. "That fucking bitch! I knew she'd screw me over. UH," with a frustrated growl he throws a chair into the wall startling the boys and they jump back a little.

"Who was supposed to help you," a voice in the door way startles them. They all turn to see an equally shocked Kurt and they're parents. Carole stood there with tears streaming down her face, this wasn't her son. Her son was a sweet boy, a kind hearted boy no this angry stranger standing in front of her.

Puck groans, "Dude you were supposed to be our alibi!"

Kurt shrugs, "My Dad picked me up because they wanted to confront Finn about his behavior." He turns to look at the stranger standing in his living room, "I get that you don't like Rachel and Quinn at the moment but why screw it for the rest of us? And who is your accomplice?"

"Mercedes! I give her one simple thing to do and she can't even fucking do it without screwing up. Get queer boy," he sneers pointing at his step brother. Burt moved to push him or hit him he never really figured out which one he was about to do even days later but stopped he needed to hear what else Finn had to say, "and the cripple somewhere and lock them in a fucking room for all I care. Throw them down the stairs as long as they can't compete they the fuck should I worry about what happens to them. Then she supposed to distract that retard with I don't know a shiny leprechaun or something." He looks at everyone hatefully, sneering, "Because I hate all of you and I wanted you to fail that way Glee was dismembered."

"Disbanded," Kurt mumbles blinking back tears.

"Finn," Carole voice small and broken. "This isn't you baby."

He's enormous tree legs has him standing in front of his Mom in two steps. He sneers at her, yelling with spit flying in her face, "This is all your fault you lied to me all these years and let me believe my father was a some kind of war hero. But he was a pathetic druggie loser and you are a pathetic bitch that fucked the only man," he jabs his whole hand in the older man's chest. "that showed you any interested in the last, oh I don't know 20 something years."

Carole holds her stomach sobbing, "Finn…"

"No my father left you to join the military that should've showed you how much he didn't want to be with you. I guess you were good for something though since he gave you one last ride and your whore ass got pregnant with me."

Burt slams him back into the wall, for an older out of shape middle aged man he was strong, "I'm taking my wife and son out of here and when we came back I want you gone." Finn struggles to push off his stepfather, "Out of my house and out of my life you're 18 almost 19 you can fend for yourself." Burt smirks at the surprised Gleeks, "You though he was your age huh, no Finnie boy here got held back in fucking kindergarten. Of course only Puck knew since they were in the same class, but Puck got held back for being a badass."

Puck shrugs, "Always have been Mr. Hummel, why don't you take Mrs. Hummel out of here?" He points to himself and then gestures to the other boys, "We'll take care of the trash for you and make sure he doesn't steal anything."

Finn eyes go wide in disbelief, "You're actually going to let this guy throw me out? What kind of mother are you?"

Carole whips her eyes and says in a disheartened monotone, "Not a very good one if I raised a man like you. leave and don't come back unless you're ready to get help, Finn." She turns to walk out of the house but pauses at the door, "I do love you, you're my son but I don't know who you are anymore."

Burt lets him go, he backs up staring the boy down his whole body was practically screaming for him to try something. Anything as long as it gave him an excuse to tear into this horrible little man. He grabs Kurt to lead him out of the house but the smaller boy shakes his head, "I need to hear what else Finn has to say. He used me and my insecurities to hurt a club that I love very much, Dad. I think I earned the right to hear everything that contributed to too. Knowingly or unknowingly, I still need to know."

Mike smiles at the devastated parents, "Don't worry we won't let Finn hurt him."

Burt nods leading Carole, who was currently using the door as a means of support, out of the house and into the car. He didn't know where they would go but anywhere was better than staying and listening to Finn spew his venom.

Finn glares at their retreating backs, "Fine just leave! I don't need you! You sucked as a mother anyway!"

Kurt steps up a little closer to the enraged boy, paying extra attention to the fact that he had his first curled into a tight ball, "What else did I help you and Mercedes with?" His voice sounded small and forced, like he was choking on his words, "Tell me!"

Finn crosses his arms smirking, "Everything you gossiping little queer. Every little thing you ever said to that black bitch I heard and used it because you just had to be in everyone's business. You're a better informant than that freak Jewfro. So thank you very much for all the useful information."

Kurt swallows looking at the rest of the boys, "I never meant to harm the club," he tells them imploring them to believe him, "I might be a jealous diva but I never wanted anything bad to happen to the club."

"Oh shut the fuck up gay boy," he sneers. "You were jealous that Rachel is better than you like Mercedes fat ass. You spent so much time trying to suck my dick that you would do anything for me."

Kurt's face flushes, "I got over that ridiculous crush I had on you a long time ago."

Finn laughs, "Yeah right you moved on to St. Butt Munch, but you couldn't even hold on to him for more than a few months. Because you're a psychotic and needy and probably a bad lay."

Jesse smiles dangerously, "Keep talking little man, just remember that this fag handed you your ass." Blaine smirks kisses his cheek, "Keep talking and I promise you that it'll happen again."

Puck smirks, "Have you thought much of how good Lady Face is in bed?" He tkks mockingly, "That doesn't say much about your straightness dude. No wonder Quinn and Rachel didn't want you, you're a fag in denial this whole time." He looks back at the three boys, his eyes showing his apology for the derogatory term, "But then again they have better taste then to give it up to you."

Finn moves to hit his former best friend but stops when the other boys move step up making a wall, "Santana had no problem giving it up to me, but she's a whore that likes to spread her legs for anything with a heartbeat."

Sam and Puck had to be held back, but Puck yelled, "She's not a whore! She's a better person than you could ever pretend to be!"

Finn laughs, "Keep telling yourself that after I make a list of everyone she spread her legs for." He tilts his head, "Maybe the shorter list would be of people she didn't sleep with."

Kurt swallows back his tears and bile that wanted to come out, "How I ever thought you were a good man that just did stupid things is beyond me. You are a truly pathetic man that doesn't deserve those girls, you are beneath them."

"No they're beneath me!" he yells as he throws more furniture at the wall not realizing he was confessing everything in his rage, "I can't believe I spent nearly three years of my life catering to that two frigid bitches and they one thing they can't do is spread their fucking legs like good little whores."

Sam stops the boys from jumping the over grown door knob, they needed more information. He kicks the wall, "I had everything planned out, fuck Rachel over the summer and then dump her the first day of school. Then I was going move on to Quinn and screw her two but noooo," he continued punching and kicking the wall, "they couldn't be good little sluts like Santana. Naw they had to gay for each other and embarrass me again."

He looks up his knuckles raw and bloody, the slightly unhinged look in his eyes scared the Glee boys, "After I was done using them then I was going to move on to the rest of you losers and get that pathetic excuse of club cancelled. But stupid fucking Mr. Schue had to get his dumb ass fired." He glares at Sam taunting the blonde boy, "After I was done with all that I was going to fuck that whore Brittany. I mean come on she has no fucking taste and she's fucked the whole football team." He wiggles his brows, "I bet she has a good mouth after all the dicks at been in it. I bet she could suck off the whole school and still come back for more."

"Shut the fuck up," Sam yells hearing enough about the girl he was coming to like and the three girls that he was a little in love with. Well he's always been a little in love with Quinn, she was his first real girlfriend and it was her that wanted break up. He thought they could work it out, but he gets it now why they would've never worked. It pains him but at least she's happy with her girls.

Finn smirks going up to the blonde pushing him, "What's the matter hasn't she fucked you yet? Maybe because you're a pathetic little dick motherfucker? And it would probably fall out of the that Grand Canyon she calls a pussy." He looks at Mike deciding to include the quiet observer in on the fun, "After I'm done with her than I'll move on to Tina. I bet she has a pretty mouth on her as well."

Mike growls throwing a punch, landing it on his cheek, "You stay the fuck away from my girl!"

Finn laughs, "What they're all bitches, every last one of them. Brittany and Santana are just better at it."

Sam and Puck growl having heard enough , Sam swings at Finn hitting his mouth splitting his lip while Puck tackles him to the ground a half a second later. Finn tries to hit the blonde boy but moves to brace his fall. The Glee boys push him down after he tries to get back up with the exception of Kurt.

Mike turns to Kurt a feral smile on his lips, "You better go upstairs if you don't want to see what's going to happen next, Kurt."

The small feminine boy looked down watching the blonde boy and the badass rain punches and kicks on his former brother. He looks back up to Mike then he looks at Jesse and Blaine but they weren't paying him any mind. They clearly wanted to get in on the action. He shrugs his shoulders and just walked back up the stairs saying over his shoulder, "I don't know what you're talking about Mike, Finn packed his bags and left right after Dad and Carole left. As a matter of fact I'm going in his room and make sure that he took everything."

Jesse smirks, "That sounds like a good thing Kurt. Blaine why don't you help him?" He leans over kissing his boyfriend's lips, "If you want to that is."

Blaine smiles violence isn't really his thing but he kicks Finn in the head once before jogging up to catch up with the other boy. "Just make sure you get his house keys, we wouldn't want him coming back and stealing anything."

Jesse doesn't bother looking up while he shouts, "Good thinking dear."

While the two boys were up stairs throwing Finn's clothes in whatever bags they could find the rest of the boys took turns showing Finn what they really thought of him. About 15 minutes later his room packed including the video systems and pictures were put away. They didn't want to leave Carole with any reminder other than the thoughts in her head, about the boy who broke her heart. They took his things and put them in his truck, while Puck and Sam dragged the beaten boy to the yard and tossed him to the ground.

Puck throws his keys at the figure who was spitting blood from his split lip, "Get the fuck out of here, if you come back these beating will seem like a love taps compared to what we'll do to you next. Stay away from Lady Face and the Hummel's and my girls and the rest of Glee, asshat."

Finn tries to glare but one of his eyes were swollen shut and he looked like he was put through a meat grinder, so suffice to say it wasn't very intimidating in the last. He struggles to stand up, finally gaining his footing he limbs to his truck vowing to get even with the one that started his down fall.

Puck turns to Kurt sympathy in his eyes, yes the boy has gotten on his nerves in the past but his family just broke apart in front of him. Not to mention the girl he thought was his best friend used him, "Dude, come on I know the party's tomorrow but we can all use a drink."

Kurt looks over at him before nodding and follows him to the car. Looking at the boys that piled into two cars he sits back think that maybe he wasn't alone after all. Screw Mercedes. Screw Finn. He doesn't need them but he also knows that he has a long road ahead of him in repairing the damage he did to his club. But maybe just maybe he'll make some friends along the way. Taking out his phone, he scrolls down to the number he knows by heart. Biting his lip he looks at Puck, "Hey."

Puck glances back in the mirror, "What's up?"

Kurt swallows over the lump in his throat, "Is it okay if I invite David to your house?"

Puck grins, bouncing back to his care free persona fairly quickly, "Oh does my Lady have a crush on the big bad football player?" he laughs while Mike, having a little more tacked tries to cover up his with a cough.

Kurt's face flushes, "You're an ass."

Puck laughs harder, "Yeah invite him over maybe he'll let you sit on his lap and stroke away your pain."

Kurt makes a face, "You're a pig Puckerman."

"But I'm sexy," Puck teases.

Kurt shakes his head and clicks on the number, he waited hearing it ring twice before David answered, "Hey…"

On the other side of town the trio burst into the house Santana's family trailing behind them amp up by the win. The family was blissfully unaware about what was about to happen at the Hummel's home. Although Santana had an idea what her friend was going to do, since you can never trust a quiet Puckerman. They went into the family room talking excitedly about the win and how to celebrate that victory.

The López family and Shelby wanted to have the whole team get together for a celebratory dinner but they figured that maybe their families would want to have one. Before they left the school the approached the other families while they hugged and congratulated their kids. Shelby was the one that asked if they all could get together in about two hours. They all said yes of course but they were somewhat confused as to why the director was asking them to join her at a family dinner. So the kids told their parents what the whole school already knew, Shelby was Rachel's mother and then it all made sense to them.

Shelby and the rest of the family were at a loss on the venue of the dinner. Until Santana suggested Breadsticks, but of course no one was surprised. Lupe wondered idly what her daughter was going to do once she left Lima and Breadsticks was nowhere to be found. She swallows shaking her head willing the tears back because this was supposed to be a happy time. But damn it she's just not ready for her baby to leave.

Looking over to the girls she smiles a little sadly as an overly hyper Rachel bounces everywhere. Hector looks at his wife and seeing the sad smile, being married to the woman for over twenty years he knew what she was thinking. She wore the same expression when the rest of their kids were seniors and getting ready to leave the house. He takes her hand and squeezes it softly before bringing it to his lips. Lupe looks over at him smiling sadly as she squeezes his hand back. They love all their kids equally but this one seems to be the one hurting more. Santana is their baby after that no more laughter just empty space. But at least they still have until maybe August before that becomes a reality. She sighs resting her head on her husband's shoulders, she'll never be ready for her babies to grow up and stop needing her.

Carman looks up with an amused expression, the little diva that stole her sister's heart and the girl she always considered family was a trip. A sweet quirky girl but a total trip none the less. She notices the tears in her parents eyes and nudges Izzy, she gestures to their parents. Izzy looks over frowning at her parents and she knew, damn it's hitting them like a ton of bricks. The two girls hold a silent conversation, both agreeing to come down and visit more often or have them up for visits when Santana and the girls move to New York. It won't be the same but at least they won't be quite as lonely.

Miguel and Rubén hold their own conversation, both agreeing that they too will have to come home more often when the youngest López leaves. After all they have laundry they could give their Mami to do. You know, just so she can feel like they still need her and not because they fucking hate doing it themselves. They all turn their attention back to the rambling diva, like the youngest López and Quinn the adorable young girl somehow managed to worm her way into their hearts and it doesn't look like she's letting go any time soon. They like their sister all have the same trait and never trust or fall in love easily. Hell they barely even like people but Rachel just like when Quinn made them care. When she walked up to them the first day they moved here looking at them with her sad green eyes. They were in love with the fragile blonde and wanted to protect her always. They managed to fail the blonde but not anymore. They'll do a better job now because after all, she and Rachel hold their baby sister's heart.

It seems that Rachel already plotting their routine for regionals, "I think it would be fair for the ones that didn't get a solo this time around to have one at regionals Mom. It's all our senior year after all, the last chance that they would get." She continues not bothering to pause for a breath while her girls watch with a bemused expression, "I can come up with ten different songs for them by Monday which you can over them at your leisure Mom. Although I would very much to sing the solo of course and the girls sounded wonderful during their duet." She huffs pacing around the room, "I would very much like the opportunity to sing with them as well. Oh and Blaine! He has a wonderful voice that complements mine but I think he would blend in well with Tina or Brittany. Although Brittany's voice isn't as strong as the rest of us, she does have a pretty one." She stops in front of her mother waving her arms dramatically, "And Sugar has been working hard on vocal training it wouldn't be fair to overlook her or Lauren. Of course we'll have to forget about Finn and Mercedes in these routines, I don't she is coming back and I would rather not have Finn come back even if he has a valid excuse. Speaking of which, does anyone know what happened to him?"

Shelby laughs and covers her mouth, "Sweetie please calm down we have months until regionals. and besides you and Santana had to worry about the play. It's coming soon, you know. As for Finn I'll deal with him on Monday, so don't worry about that."

Rachel sighs dramatically climbing on Quinn's lap resting her head on her blonde's shoulder, "I'm sorry Mom I can't help it! I'm just so excited that after things that happened in the last couple of months, we still won. The director change was obviously the best thing that could happen. After seeing what the other teams did, it would 've been nearly impossible to won with Schue's half assed routine."

Santana smiles softly pulling Rachel's feet on her lap snuggling up with her girls, "You're so freaking adorable Rae when you go all divafied on us."

Quinn kisses the top of her tiny girlfriend's head, "I concur, Ms. López that a hyper Mr. Berry is utterly freaking adorable."

Santana rubs takes off Rachel's heels rubbing her aching feet, "Yup our little star is too fucking cute and the only cure for such adorableness… well there is no cure. It's a good thing she's sexy because Santana López can't live on adorableness alone."

Rachel rolls her eyes playfully almost forgetting that they weren't alone, "Yes, yes we can all agree that I'm adorable but I'm also correct in the fact that it's never too early to prepare for regionals. As we learned under Mr. Schue's tutelage being unprepared leaves us screwed."

Santana tugs on one of her toes, "And we also learned that a hyper Rachel Berry likes to speak in run on sentences."

Quinn smirks over the top of her head her body shaking in silent laughter, "Let's us not forget that Ms. Berry also happens to be adorably conceited as well."

Rachel slaps her hand away while giving Quinn a halfhearted glare, "I don't like it when you gang up on me." She looks at the parents, "I also find it quite annoying that neither of you are defending me." She sighs, "I thought my mother would be the one to defend my honor."

Izzy makes a gagging sound, "Oh please stop being so damn cute! It's not fair to the rest of us mere mortals that have to sit around and witness this."

Santana sticks her tongue at her sister, "I'm not cute, I'm totally badass and don't forget it."

Quinn pumps her fist in the air, "Hear, hear let it be known that Ms. López's personality does not resemble a teddy bear."

Santana glares at her blonde, "Ya know what blondie, you have a smart mouth and do you know what you can do with that smart mouth?"

Quinn's smirk widens as her golden green orbs twinkle mischievously, "Naaa but I have a funny feeling you're going to tell."

Santana grins flashing her dimples but her parents decide to interrupt before their daughter makes a comment they don't want hear and they'll more than likely start to make out in front of them, "And on that note we need to finalize the plans for a victory dinner."

Hector pulls up his wife then turns to Shelby offering her some assistance, "Let us flee before this gets to embarrassing."

Izzy drawls sarcastically, "And on that note, when the he…ck did we start speaking like we're in the 19th century."

Miguel stands up smiling sweetly, "We can blame that Quinn since she started it."

Quinn groans playfully, "And on that note, you all suck expect for our parents of course."

Shelby sighs kissing the girls on top of their heads giving them a mock stern expression, "Try not to do anything I wouldn't do while we're gone." She wiggles her finger at them, "And please don't tear the roof off on this place."

Santana gives her an innocent smile linking her fingers together with Rachel's, "Hmmm what wouldn't you do Mom? Does that include the hickeys that suddenly appear on your neck…"

Quinn gives her an equally innocent smile grabbing Rachel's other hand, "Or the times you seem to disappear during school hours…"

Rachel idly traces the lines on her girls palms, "Or how long it takes you to answer the phone and my oh my Mom you sound really breathless when you do."

Shelby opens her mouth to defend her actions, "I, I can't think of a rebuttal soooo…" she scratches the bridge of her nose clearly embarrassed. "Oh wow that my phone I better answer it." She run outs the door leaving the rest of the laughing at her back.

Lupe shakes her head, her body still shaking in laughter as she walks out the door, "We promise to be back in a little while so go get ready and try to stay out of trouble."

Rachel shacks her head sadly, "Sorry Mami, but I'm afraid that these two jokers are biologically unable to stay out of trouble."

Santana rolls her eyes, "I'm hurt Rae, you're supposed to defend me not throw me to the wolves."

Miguel is the last one to the door, "Please remember to wear protection!"

Rubén follows his twin snickers, "Yeah we're ready to be tíos."

Santana growls throwing a pillow at the door, "Culo! Shut the hell up you perve!" She's still growling as she falls back into the couch, curling up to her girls, "Stupid fucking boys. I'm glad I don't have to deal with their little heads doing all the thinking instead of their big heads."

Quinn laughs pulling her close, "It's okay baby. You can beat him up later and I'll have Puck and Sam hold him down so you can reach his face."

Santana grunts but buries her face in Rachel's chest she said something that sounded like a muffled, "Fuck you."

Rachel smiles as the girls find themselves all alone. She runs her hand through Santana's silky locks, humming when Quinn does the same to hers. They should really get up and get ready but she's too damn comfortable right now. Not to mention the hand in her hair and the hot breath on her skin is doing nothing for the raging libido that never calmed down after the whole class room thing. She swallows a whimper when a wicked thought came to mind, "Sooo what should we do now babes? Do we take a shower or do we take a nap?"

Santana lifts her head up, her pupil dilated with none of her normal brown in sight. The husky purr in her diva's voice was turning her on beyond belief, "I think we all need a cold shower after what happened in the class room earlier."

Quinn whimpers as she feels her member stir at the imagines that popped in her head, "Uh huh definitely need a cold shower." Rachel shifts her body, rocking her bottom on her hardening appendage, "Or ten."

Rachel smiles at them wickedly standing up, "It's a good thing there's more than one shower then."

The ex-cheerios groan as they watch Rachel sashay her firm little bottom up the stairs. Quinn licks her lips and whimpers, "Oh god she's trying to kill me. I know she is."

Santana darken eyes flicker down noticing the bulge and gives a long drawn out moan. She wanted nothing more than to bury her face in Quinn's lap than go find her teasing and have her dessert, "I think you're trying to kill me too babe."

Quinn gives her a confessed look before following her line of sight whimpering again, this time louder and needy. She moves her eyes to look at Santana's flushed face, the way she licked and bit her lip wasn't helping her any, "Uh I, uh think that we should go take that shower now."

Santana growls before lunging across the couch attacking her lips. Quinn lets out an oomph as she fell back. Her mouth automatically letting Santana's tongue snake her own. She moaned fisting her hand in the silky raven locks making Santana hiss when she pulled hard. The fevered kiss slowed down and the girls lazily stroke their tongues inside the hot wet cavern. She straddled her blonde girlfriends lap, rocking her hips. desperately waiting the friction her body craves. It's been so long, too long but she promised herself that she wouldn't push her girls into something that they're not ready to do. The hard bulge under her grew harder and she knew that she had to stop, as much as she hated it she had to stop.

Santana sighs pulling, avoiding the lips that chased hers, "Q. Baby we can't, not here not now."

Quinn groans pitifully, "I know, baby. I don't think I like this responsible version of you." Santana squeals throwing her arms around Quinn's neck when she lifts them both of the couch. She wraps her legs around Quinn's waist laughing as she runs up the stairs. Quinn grins, standing in front of their room pecking her lips, "Your chariot has deposited you safely at your destination, my Lady."

Santana laughs letting her legs fall to the floor, "Thank you kind sir." She laughs harder when Quinn pouts, "I love you baby."

Quinn rolls her eyes, sighing deeply, "I love you too, you pain in my ass." She kisses her again, "Just to let you know I'm ready but Rachel isn't so…"

Santana groans, "You cruel vixen now I'm going to have that thought running through my head all of the time." She closes her eyes sighing, "So yeah, when our diva is ready then I'll make it good for both of you."

Quinn blushes, "Somehow I don't doubt that but I know it's going to be the best ever because I'll ever have because I'm with you two."

Rachel sighs leaning on the door hearing everything they said and saw what happened in the living room. They were taking too long so she wanted to see want was keeping them and oh boy, was it hot. She wanted nothing more than to go down there with them and tear off their clothes. Sighing she goes to the bathroom , turning the shower on she lets the cold spray wash over her and thinks.

They ended up going to different room to shower because Rachel took over hers. If they were as intimate as she wished than they would of joined her. When Santana walked back in freshly clean still in her towel because she forgot her clothes. She notices Rachel on the bed watching her with hungry eyes. She swallows thickly letting her eyes wander over her scanty covered body. The towel left little to the imagination, one flick of her wrist and she'll be able to see everything.

Rachel bites her lips thinking still, she loves her girls and they love her and she knows that they would never force the issue. The talk she overheard said just that, but they could be together without Rachel and she wouldn't mind. But they wanted the first time they made love to be with all of them together. She blinks her eyes smiling, glancing at the clock she knew they had plenty of time. She stands up and lets her towel drop to the floor and waits.

Santana still standing at the door feeling the breath knock out of her lungs. She's perfect, everything about her is perfect. Behind her she hears Quinn's strangled moan and hot breath on her neck makes her shiver. All the moisture in her body travels south, the dull ache that finally went away after her cold shower came back in full force. "Oh my fucking god," she whimpers letting Snix take over.

"Um hmmm," Quinn groans. Quinn's problem is that the blood drained from her big head to her little head and damn that bitch is taking over. Quinn shrugs in her mind, so she has a Puck like demon living inside her head. Meh, she can live with that.

Rachel was starting to get nervous since they were just standing there, maybe she misunderstood. Oh my god, maybe they don't want her after all. Shit, shit, shit.

Santana snaps out of her daze when she sees the panic flash in Rachel's face so she walks to bed letting the towel drop to the floor along the way. She stops in front of Rachel, her lips a breath away. Santana smiles softly cupping her face, "Are you sure baby? Cause we can put our clothes on and go wait down stairs for the family to come back."

Rachel licks her lips, grazing Santana's, "I'm sure San. I want this. I want you. I want Quinn to make love to me. I want to make love to you."

Santana swallows, leaning forward she kissing Rachel gently. Their lips brushing up against each other with the barest of touches. Rachel lets out a strangled moan as her hands found their way to Santana's waist. Without breaking the kiss Santana pushes her down on the bed and she climbs on Rachel's lap. Rachel whimpers feeling the heat and wetness of Santana's core close to hers, making her skin burn and her body becomes engulf with fire. Santana's other hand feathers along her side until she reaches Rachel's breast. Rachel arches her back when those crafty, wonderful hands palm her fully kneading her breast.

Quinn still standing at the door pants as she watches the two brunettes on the bed. The tent in her towel grows with every moan and touch. Even without her brain functioning fully she has the forethought to close and lock the door. She moves to Santana's computer pulling up her music, just in case someone comes home early they won't be able to hear. She walks unsteadily to the bed letting her own towel join the other two on floor.

When two sets of hands grip her flesh her whimper turns to a long moan at the contact. At some point Quinn climbed on the bed and was kneeling behind Rachel. Her towel was also gone and her nipples poking her back and something larger and harder close to her bottom brushes up against her. She starts kissing the diva's neck, her hands sliding up from her waist to the front and Quinn cups her other breast tugging rolling on the nipples. Using her empty her hand she cups the other brunette she loves. They moan into each other's mouth and the kisses becomes more heated.

"Lay back Rae," Santana whispers on her lips.

Quinn moves out of the way and Rachel scoots closer to the middle of the bed laying back letting Santana settle between her legs. Both girls hiss when their cores touching fully for the first time. When each girl attack her nipples Rachel arches her back moaning loud when their hot mouths that seem to want to devoir her. Tangling her hands in both girls' hair she tries to bring them closer to her body. Quinn slides her shaky hand to the bundle of nerves pausing to see if Rachel would protest. When she doesn't she thumbs the hard nub, Rachel whimpers withering under her girls.

Santana lifts her head, "You feel so good baby." She slides her hand down to meet Quinn's, "You're wet." She traces the swollen lips, loving the slick wetness that was all Rachel.

Rachel opens her eyes looking into Santana's black orbs knowing hers are the same. She nods, "Just for you and Quinn. I'm yours San."

Santana smiles, "Ours and we belong to you."

Her hand rubs her gently, when she realized that she didn't get a good look at Quinn yet. She looks down at the small body below her in awe of the beauty that wants her. Rachel tries to cover up but the girls suddenly feeling insecure. Santana shakes her head, "You're beautiful Rae. Perfect."

Rachel shudders at the hungry look in her eyes the shyness melts away, "You are too San."

They turn their heads to see the blonde, frowning when her front in hidden B the bed. Rachel tugs her hair pulling her head up, "Quinn can you sit up please. We want to see you."

Quinn bites her lower lip, giving Rachel's breast on last kiss she kneels in front of them. When they just stared and said nothing Quinn swallows and tries to get out of bed, thinking she disgusts them. But Santana breathy whimper stops her, "Oh wow you're so big. I know I felt it before but oh man seeing is so much better. You're perfect too, Q."

Quinn body reddens and her member twitches, "Are you sure"

Rachel moans nodding while Santana croaks a barely audible, "Oh yeah."

Quinn sighs in relief leaning forward to kiss her Latina girlfriend. Rachel leans back on her elbows watching her girls kiss. If someone had told her a year ago that she would be laying here watching the former Bitches of McKinley High making out in front her and that she would be in love with ready to throw out her rule of no sex until 25, she's pretty sure that she would've send them to the nut house. After she gave them an hour long lecture of consuming pharmaceutical products of course. But here she was, under them naked and waiting and not in the least bit scared. She was mostly nervous of course like anyone who was about to lose their virginity.

Santana pulls back breathing heavily, turning her attention back to Rachel. She felt like a kid in a toy store, she doesn't know which one she wants to play with first. She also knew that for the moment they were following her lead since she's the one with experiences in this situation. She kissing her way down Rachel's stomach loving the way the taunt muscles jump at her touch. Quinn is a lot bigger and thicker than Puck is and her first time hurt like a bitch because she wasn't ready, so she'll be damned if Rachel's will hurt like her first time did. The Latina kisses her way further down stopping at her center, she sighs inhaling the musky scent that was all Rachel.

Rachel head falls moaning as Santana attaching her lips to the hard nub. Rachel's eyes cross her mouth hangs open when Quinn attacks her nipples.

The song in the background repeats so years later whenever she hears this song her mind drifts back to the first time with her girls.

Tonight a candle lights the room,

Rachel stiffens when Santana slides in a single digit into her wet heat pausing giving her time enough to change her mind. Rachel looks at Santana and whispers, "I trust you."

Tonight it's only me and you,

Santana smiles before pushing her digit the whole way inside of her. Rachel hisses at the slight burn but soon Quinn's lips inhaling her breast distracts her from the pain. Santana flicks her tongue on Rachel's clit giving her time to adjust to the new sensation. When the diva starts canting her hips, she knows that she's ready.

Your skin like gravity

Santana works her finger in and out adding another digit s she sucks harder on the Rachel's clit. She moans sending vibrations into Rachel's core, when the silky walls clamp down on her fingers. Rachel arches her back tanging her hand in her girlfriends' pulling them close. She starts feeling something build inside of her that she never felt, much stronger than when they were messing around. Rachel tries to lift her hips up and meet the thrusting hand that was doing wonderful things to her body but Santana kept her body down with her other hand. She starts scissoring her two fingers, the wet walls shuddering around her.

Is pulling every part of me,

Santana curls her digits looking for that spongy spot that would sent her girlfriend off. She knew she hit when Rachel nearly bucked her off, screaming loud enough to shake the windows.

I fall, you and I collide

"OH FUCK SANTANA," Rachel moans.

What if I stay forever?

Alternating between scissoring and curling her fingers, as she thrusts in and out of her girl. Santana replaces her fingers with her tongue groaning at the taste that was all Rachel, thrusting the wet muscle in and out. Quinn looks down moaning at the sight below her, moving up to Rachel's lips and forces her tongue into her mouth.

What if there's no goodbye?

"Oh, oh god," Rachel moans. Her body withering feeling the tension build like never before.

"God you look so fucking beautiful right now," Quinn mutters as she runs her hand down stopping just short of her center. Smirking she kissing Rachel as she starts tugging and rolling the hard nub between her fingers and Santana curls her tongue licking that spongy spot until she can't take it anymore and explodes all over Santana. She groans and swallows Rachel's moan thrusting her tongue in her mouth in time with Santana.

Frozen for a moment here in time,

"SANTANA," she screams herself hoarse.

Yeah,

Santana moans drinking in Rachel's essence becoming addicted to her taste vowing to drink more of her in, every day for the rest of her life.

If you tell me the sky is falling,

Rachel sees the stars explode behind her closed eyes as she screams loud over the music. Coming down from her high the girls hold her shaking body, kissing her neck until her heart calms down.

"Oh wow, oh wow," Rachel babbles.

Or say that the stars collide,

Santana smirks leaning in to kiss her, Rachel frowns unsure if she wants to taste herself but kisses her anyways. Rachel moans, deciding that it wasn't that bad when Santana mixed in with her own taste. She decided that she did enjoy the way she tasted as long as one of the girls had her on their lips.

Quinn groans pulling Santana away from Rachel, wanting a taste of her own. Their tongues clash and fight for control. Rachel moans the throbbing between her legs come back as she watches the girls kiss.

They pull away and Santana rolls on her back breathing hard. Her jaw a little sore but she feels smug that she made Rachel come hard. Rachel turns to Quinn and starts pulling her between her legs.

Quinn frowns, "Are you sure babe? I know you're going to be sore."

"Shut and fuck me Quinn," Rachel snaps.

The only thing that matters in my life,

The blonde's eyes widen, "Horny Rachel has a potty mouth."

Santana laughs looking up from the bed, "I likey, we need to make horny Rachel a regular visitor."

Is you and I tonight

She tries to glare but her body felt too good to produce a convincing one, "I would say that I hate you both but we know that's a lie, so I think that I'll just say you both suck."

Our eyes close the candle burns away,

Santana winks, "Um hmmm, I think I just did that Rae."

But I know the fire still remains

Rachel rolls her eyes, "Yes you did." She turns to Quinn and tugging on her arm, "Please baby, I'm sure I promise that I'm okay."

This love is all we need

Quinn swallows hard, she's hard and hurting settles as much as she wants this she doesn't want to hurt the petite girl. Quinn settles between Rachel's legs, gripping her cock and lining it with Rachel's opening. The blonde takes a deep breath, entering her slowly stretching her more than Santana's fingers did.

We fit together perfectly,

Rachel whimpers feeling the burning sensation come back, "It's okay baby keep going."

I fall, you and I collide

Quinn looks in her eyes wanting to see any signs of pain or discomfort, pushing more of herself inside of her diva. She pausing to give her time adjust, giving her inches at a time before her hips rested on Rachel's hips. She moans when the hot wet tightness surrounds her, feeling like she was going to explode already. Whimpering Quinn kisses Rachel's giving them both more time, when she felt the need fade a little she starts moving out slowly and then thrusts back in.

What if I stay forever?

Rachel wraps her legs around Quinn's waist feeling fuller than she did with Santana's fingers. It was different, not better just different but just as good. She moans when Quinn starts to pick up the pace, "Oh god, you feel so good baby."

What if there's no goodbye?

Quinn grunts, "You too."

Santana leans over her diva and kisses her lacing their fingers together and Quinn holds onto the other one making them feel like they were all connected. Rachel starts moving her hips meeting Quinn's thrusts.

Frozen for a moment here in time,

"OH FUCK," She cries out tearing her mouth away from Santana's when Quinn's cock goes in deeper than she thought possible. Quinn's hips hits Rachel's clit with every thrust pushing her closer and closer to the edge.

Yeah,

Santana shrugs latching onto Rachel's neck, possible leaving a big red hickey after she was done. She pulls back feeling very smug at her artwork.

Quinn groans feeling the wet glove incasing her, pulse and tremble around her pushing her to the edge faster than she wanted to go. They both move faster and faster until the sound of wet slapping skin and whimpering moans drown out the music that was playing on repeat. Quinn hits the spot that Santana found, by accident and Rachel cries out, "There, there again, oh fuck again baby."

If you tell me the sky is falling,

Quinn furrows her brow concentrating on finding that special spot again and hits it repeatedly until Rachel's walls clamp down on her. Rachel struggles to breath as she arches her back coming all over Quinn's cock. The stars in all colors and shapes explode behind her eyes again, "QUINNNN!"

Or say that the stars collide,

Quinn lets out and strangled whimper as she fills Rachel up, pushing her into another orgasm. "Rachel, Rachel, Rachel…" she moans over Rachel's screams. Quinn rest their foreheads together moving in jerky thrusts but also in gentler pace helping to ride out their orgasms. Santana reaches down flicking Rachel's clit pushing her into a smaller orgasm. When they both stops trembling she pulls out lays on her back breathing heavy.

The only thing that matters in my life,

"Oh, oh, oh," was the only thing that Rachel seemed to be able to say. Her entire body was vibrating and tingling and fuck why hasn't she done this before. "Fuck me if I'd known it could be like this than I would jumped you two a long time ago," she whispers in a hoarse voice.

Is you and I tonight

Santana laughs as she lays her head on her hand, feeling more turned on than she's ever been watching her girls make love. She is hoping her turn would come soon but if not she could give herself some manual relief. After all this is their first time she shouldn't expect one of them to have the strength to go for round two. Or in Rachel's case, the little minx round three.

Quinn was having similar thoughts but she wants to catch her breath and regroup before taking care of Santana. She doesn't wanting it to be bad for her or pull a Finn because that would be something she could never live with. Ever.

I wanna see this through

She looks over to her Latina lover and watches as Santana slides her fingers in and out of herself. Growling she kissing a nearly past out Rachel hard and briefly before she climbs. She pulls out her fingers, "No, no let me do that baby."

Santana opens her eyes, "Are you sure baby? I can do it myself until you rested some."

I wanna give it all to you

Quinn smirks as she takes her hand licking it clean, "Hmm oh wow you taste as good as Rachel, next time I'll have to get a taste from the source."

Santana moans, "Oh god yes please baby it's been forever."

Quinn smiles hovering over her Latina, "Just tell me if I'm doing anything wrong. I want to make it good for you."

Tonight a candle lights the room

Santana cups her face, "Just do what you did with Rachel and you'll be fine, perfect even."

Quinn swallows looking down at her member standing up proudly. Feeling a little awkward but she really wanted to give it a pep talk before she starts. Shaking her head, girl Puck demon has the weirdest things to say. She pulls Santana's legs apart and settle between them, "Okay but you'll let me know if…"

Tonight, it's only me and you, oh

Santana grabs the back of her neck and gives her a fierce demanding kiss, "Like Rae said, shut up and fuck me!"

What if I stay forever?

Quinn groans guiding her cock and sliding it into Santana's wet, wet center. She whimpers as her already sensitive cock twitches and jumps, "Oh fuck, so tight."

What if there's no goodbye?

Moving an inch at a time like she did with Rachel but Santana has other plans, a pants Latina slams her hips moaning as Quinn stretches and fills her better than any boy she's ever been with, "Please don't tease me I'm already there. I don't need much, I promise more foreplay later but right now I need you." As if to emphasis her point she slams her hips again, "Please…"

Quinn growls as she nods thrusting down hard, "Okay baby."

Frozen for a moment here in time,

Santana arches her back thrusting her full breast in Quinn's face, shrugging the blonde girl takes one nipple into her mouth sucking hard. The Latina moans wrapping her legs around Quinn's waist, "oh shit, oh shit you feel so good. Like that Quinn. Oh fuck just like that."

Yeah,

Quinn nods with her mouth full and picks up the pace. The girls work in unison to the point where the head board was slamming against the wall with each powerful thrust. Knowing that her girl has done this with Puck and Brittany and whoever else before was making crazy. She wanted to make her Santana forget about everyone and anyone else until it was only her and Rachel left. Wanting to erase them from Santana's memory.

If you tell me the sky is falling,

With that in mind her pace quickens faster and harder than she did with Rachel. Searching for that elusive spot, the very one that made Rachel wither and moan. Kneeling she shifts her hands and slides them under Santana's wonderful and pulls her closer. One more thrust and Santana is moaning and withering under her, panting as she meeting Quinn stroke for stroke.

Or say that the stars collide,

Quinn smirks, "There huh."

Santana moans, "Yes, yes there again."

The only thing that matters in my life,

Rachel brain and body starts to function again so she props her head on her hand and watching her girls work. She doesn't think she's ever seen anything more before in her life. The way the sweat glisten off their skin and them appear to be almost glowing. She sore down there but oh man the throbbing is coming back full force right now. Maybe she'll never ever be completely sated even after an amazing tumble around the bed with these two because she gets to watch them afterwards. Believe me when I say that it's a major turn on, thinks Rachel.

Is you and I tonight

Santana squeals in surprise when she feels a different mouth attack her neck. "Oh Rachel," she whimpers and the feeling becomes too much and she crashes over the edge. "QUINNNN."

Tell me the sky, forever

Feeling the walls surround her shuddered and pulse and clamp down on her squeezing her in a death grip, she finally let's herself fall over, "SANTANAAAAA."

Just you and I tonight

Santana comes shout out weakly when Quinn fills her up, "Oh, oh, oh fuck, oh god."

Quinn's legs shake as she collapses forward her hips moving in short jerky movements, moving until she feels Santana's body stop shaking. She kissing Santana's neck while she pulls out both girls moan at the loss and falls face first into the bed.

Tell me the sky,

Rachel laid in wait until Quinn moved out of the before attacking Santana's clit, wanting to give her the same pleasure she gave her. Santana moans weakly shaking and trying to push away her away, "Oh baby please no more."

What if I stay?

Rachel ignores her and continues to work her clit and she slides her fingers inside of Santana's sensitive center and curls her fingers hitting the spot that Quinn just made sensitive. Santana arches her back screaming, "RACHELLLLL."

Just you and I tonight

Rachel removes her fingers and replaces them with her tongue groaning at the different but addictive taste of her girls. She licked and sucked until a weak and moaning Santana was cleaned to her satisfaction giving her a smaller, weaker but still very satisfying orgasm. When she feels braver, she'll do the same for Quinn but at the moment she's doesn't know if she can do it not that Quinn minds at the moment. She's completely gone, but a very satisfied albeit smug smile planted squarely on her face.

Tell me to stay forever

Rachel kisses her way back up Santana's body, "I love you San."

The Latina opens her blurry eyes, "I love you too Rae."

Just you and I tonight

Quinn moans shifting the two inches to be in Santana's arms and lays her head on her shoulder, "love, both."

Tell me to stay forever

Rachel laughs, "We love you too, Quinn." Santana nods and hums her agreement adjusting her body when Rachel curls into her so she can pull her closer. The girls a sweaty sticky heap, holding each other until they all feel into an exhausted sleep.

Just you and I tonight

A/N : "You and I Tonight" by Faber Drive. So *kicks a rock* did I do the trios time justice? Yay or Nay? Also would like to apologize for any mistakes since i only read through this once and it's my birthday weekend so i dont plan on doing much of anything until Monday. If you see any mistakes let me know and I'll correct them as soon as i can. I'll try to update my other three stories before Saturday but those chapters are really rough, so not until Wednesday or Thursday.
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