Drabbletag5, Glee: Quinn/Santana, "The Morning After"
Title: The Morning After
Author: Swan_Secrets
Prompt: Glee: Quinn/Santana - lost and found - requested by 4kennedy
Fandom: Glee
Pairing: Quinn/Santana
Rating: R
Word count: 245
"It must have been around here somewhere."
It was early morning, there were only a few dog walkers and a jogger or two in the park. The sky was cloudless.
Santana and Quinn were in sweatpants and t-shirts. Santana yawned. Quinn kept looking.
"There, those trees, I remember them," Quinn pointed.
"Yeah, maybe," Santana shurgged. She let Quinn lead the way, watching her butt as she walked.
"Stop looking at my ass and start looking for my panties."
"A girl can multitask," Santana replied. She smiled, remembering the night before; Quinn on her back on the grass, the two of them alone. She remembered reaching up Quinn's skirt and easing those panties down before...
"Yes!" Quinn broke into a jog, "It was right..."
Quinn froze. A big golden retriever came darting out from behind one of the trees, in it's mouth was a pair of bright pink panties that were very familiar. The dog kept running, heading for it's owner a short distance away.
Quinn whirled around and slapped the laughing Santana on the arm. "I liked those!"
"I liked them too, I liked them better off though," Santana wiggled her eyebrows. Quinn was unimpressed.. "Okay, okay, I'll buy you new panties."
Quinn crossed her arms over her chest.
"Lots of new panties. You. Me. Lingerie shopping day," Santana moved in and put her hands on Quinn's waist. "And after I'll give you a little fashion show."
Quinn's resolve broke. She smiled and kissed Santana.
Author: Swan_Secrets
Prompt: Glee: Quinn/Santana - lost and found - requested by 4kennedy
Fandom: Glee
Pairing: Quinn/Santana
Rating: R
Word count: 245
"It must have been around here somewhere."
It was early morning, there were only a few dog walkers and a jogger or two in the park. The sky was cloudless.
Santana and Quinn were in sweatpants and t-shirts. Santana yawned. Quinn kept looking.
"There, those trees, I remember them," Quinn pointed.
"Yeah, maybe," Santana shurgged. She let Quinn lead the way, watching her butt as she walked.
"Stop looking at my ass and start looking for my panties."
"A girl can multitask," Santana replied. She smiled, remembering the night before; Quinn on her back on the grass, the two of them alone. She remembered reaching up Quinn's skirt and easing those panties down before...
"Yes!" Quinn broke into a jog, "It was right..."
Quinn froze. A big golden retriever came darting out from behind one of the trees, in it's mouth was a pair of bright pink panties that were very familiar. The dog kept running, heading for it's owner a short distance away.
Quinn whirled around and slapped the laughing Santana on the arm. "I liked those!"
"I liked them too, I liked them better off though," Santana wiggled her eyebrows. Quinn was unimpressed.. "Okay, okay, I'll buy you new panties."
Quinn crossed her arms over her chest.
"Lots of new panties. You. Me. Lingerie shopping day," Santana moved in and put her hands on Quinn's waist. "And after I'll give you a little fashion show."
Quinn's resolve broke. She smiled and kissed Santana.