14"… I want to gets my mack on with Quinn Fabray." Santana said, looking up at Sam.
"What? No way! She's my girlfriend!" he almost yelled at her, trying to contain his voice so that the others wouldn't hear.
"She is so not your girlfriend, you guys have been on one date."
"Well we're dating at least!" he retorted "Why do you want to make out with her anyways? I didn't think you were a lesbian"
"I don't have to be a lesbian to kiss girls. I'm just curious, I mean, she is one hot piece of ass."
"Well, that's true. But the point is that she's my hot piece of ass."
"Again, she's not your girlfriend. But she does seem to like you so I figure that you have some pull with her."
"How do you expect me to get her to kiss you? Oh hi Quinn, I know we've only been on one date and all, but would you please go over there and kiss Santana for me? Thanks." he said, sarcastically.
"No, you idiot, get her drunk." Santana said, rolling her eyes. That seems to be her favourite thing to do Sam thought.
"Does she usually get drunk?"
"Not really, but she'd had a couple that time she was with Puckerman."
"Great, the last time she got drunk, she got pregnant. This seems like a great idea."
"I promise not to get her pregnant." Santana said, smirking at Sam.
"Haha, hilarious. I won't do it." He said firmly.
"Well, lucky I used this then." Santana smiled and pulled her phone from behind her back. "I just recorded this whole conversation and unless you do this for me, Quinn is going to her alllll about our little fun time on the couch."
Sam just stared at her "You bitch! Give me that phone!" He shot out a hand to grab the phone but Santana moved it out his reach.
"So, you'll do it then Sammy?" Santana asked him, smilingly innocently.
"Fine, I'll see what I can do. Just after you make out with her, you'll delete the recording right?"
"What recording?" Kurt asked as he walked into the kitchen. "Why are you two standing so close? I thought you were trying to get with Quinn, Sam, not Santana?" he asked Sam curiously.
Santana backed away from Sam. "Why would I want to get with him? I'm way out of his league." She said derisively.
She started to leave the kitchen "Oh, and Sam? If you complete your task, it'll be gone." Santana said, waving her phone at Sam.
"What is she talking about?" Kurt looked over to Sam
"Don't worry about it, it's nothing." He said
Kurt poured himself some coke and was about to leave the kitchen when he turned to Sam "Umm, Sam, you might want to stay in here for a bit"
"Uh, why?" he said, confused.
Kurt just motioned his head in the direction of Sam's groin.
Sam looked down and saw a bulge. He immediately threw a hand over it.
"Uhh, sorry about… umm, thanks for telling me."
"No worries." Kurt said over his shoulder as he left the kitchen.
Sam closed his eyes and started thinking quite hard about football when he heard Quinn's voice.
"Hi Sam"
Oh shit oh shit oh shit, I'm still hard. He opened his eyes and turned his head towards Quinn, who was standing in the doorway.
Quinn had her hair down around and was wearing a pretty light blue and white knee-length dress with a simple cream-coloured belt around her waist and light blue flats. He didn't think he'd seen anyone prettier than her in his entire life.
"Hey, you look…uh…wow." He finally managed to stutter out.
"I look that good, do I?" Quinn asked, smiling slightly, clearly enjoying his reaction.
"Umm, yea. That good." He replied, grinning.
"Well, thank you Sam. You look nice too, although that shirt seems a bit big for you…" Quinn said questioningly.
"Oh right, yea." He said, remembering he was wearing Finn's shirt. "It's one of Finn's; I had to borrow after one of Puckerman's 'jokes'."
"Ahhh, he's famous for those." Quinn said knowingly.
"Yea, I didn't think it was so funny. Come to think of it, my shirt's probably dry by now"
"Did he shake up your drink or something?"
"Yea, I got beer all over my shirt. Oh, speaking of drinks, do you want one?"
"Umm, sure, what is there?"
Sam went over to the fridge and opened it, taking a look at what was inside.
"Ummm, there's some vodka, tequila, rum, beer and soft drink."
"I'll have a rum and coke if there's coke."
"Sure, no worries."
He grabbed the two bottles and started going through cupboards trying to find some cups. "So did you just get here?" he asked her.
"Yea, have you been here long?"
"Umm, a couple of hours I think, maybe three?" He started pouring them a drink each.
"Hey, easy on the rum there Sam, if I didn't know any better I'd think you were trying to get me drunk…" Quinn told him jokingly.
Oh crap! "I'm just trying to catch you up with everyone, well, maybe not Finn; I don't think anyone's going to catch him." He said, trying to cover up his true intention.
Quinn picked up her drink, took a sip and coughed a bit. "Wow, this is certainly going to catch me up, it's quite strong."
Sam grabbed his and took a drink, suppressing the urge to cough. "It's not that bad…" he managed to say, still trying not to cough.
"Well, I'm not a big strong man like you, am I? I can't handle it as well as you can."
"I make it a bit weaker next time then, just for you." He said, smiling.
"That would be good, thank you."
"We should go see what the others are doing; they've probably finished the movie they were watching now."
Sam left the kitchen and saw that the others were all in the main room, some playing pool, a couple of them dancing, the stereo blasting still.
Quinn came up behind him "Maybe you did need to catch me up a bit, everyone seems pretty in to it already. Who's the designated driver?"
"Uhh, I dunno, I was just gonna stay here tonight, I thought everyone was doing that?"
"Oh, okay, I suppose I can do that. I don't have stuff to sleep in though…"
"Who said anything about sleeping?" He gave her a big grin and went over to the stereo to change the song; it was playing some lame slow song.
As he picked up whosever iPod was plugged into the stereo to change the song, Santana walked up to him.
"So, you getting her drunk?" she asked him bluntly.
"Yes, I got her a rum and coke that was pretty much half rum."
"Hmm, she'll probably need more than that. Keep up the good work though." she smirked and walked off towards Brittany, who Sam had thought was wearing a shirt when she had arrived but she didn't seem to have it now.
"Oh and Sam?" Santana turned back to him. "Put that 'Sexy Bitch' song on."
He turned back to the iPod and scrolled through until he found the song. He put it on and went back over to Quinn who had finished her drink.
"You made quick work of that." He said taking her empty cup and putting on the nearby kitchen counter.
"Mmm, I think it's starting to hit me already." She leaned in close to Sam and whispered to him. "This shirt needs to go; it doesn't suit you at all."
She had already started pushing the shirt up at the bottom so he grabbed it from her and pulled it straight off up over his head and threw it at an empty chair.
"Damn youse a sexy bitch." Quinn said as she looked at his naked torso.
He laughed. "Do you want another drink?
Santana walked up to the two of them "Hows about body shots?"
Quinn eyes lit up. "Oooo, they sound fun, what are they?"
"You mean you don't know? Santana asked her, looking appalled.
"No, should I know?" Quinn looked to Sam.
"Well, I've heard of them but I've never done them."
"Ugh, come here you two." She grabbed them both by the hands and pulled them to the kitchen.
"Sam, grab some shot glasses and Quinn, see if you can find some salt." Santana ordered them as she went to the fridge and took out some lime wedges and tequila.
Sam put down three shot glasses on the counter and took the salt off of Quinn, placing it next to the glasses.
"Alright, Quinn you can go first. First, lick my neck and then pour some salt on it." Santana told Quinn as she passed the salt to the tipsy girl while sweeping her hair off her shoulder with her other hand, to give the blonde full access.
Quinn licked Santana just where her neck met her shoulder and as she did Santana winked at Sam. He just rolled his eyes, although he was quite enjoying the show.
"Sam, pour her a shot of tequila." Santana said as Quinn applied the salt to Santana's neck.
He poured the tequila nearly to the rim of the shot glass.
"Alright, here's what you do." Santana began instructing Quinn. "First you lick the salt off my neck, then you take the shot and then you bite the lime." As she finished speaking, Santana took a lime wedge and held the skin with her mouth.
"Okay, here goes." Quinn said, giving Sam a smile. She licked Santana's neck, grabbed the shot and downed it and then quickly bit into the lime in Santana's mouth. Sam was watching her bite the lime for a few seconds when he saw the lime drop to the floor but the girls didn't separate, mouths locked together.
Well, at least she'll delete the recording now. He stood there watching the two girls for a minute or so before they finally broke apart.
"Well, that wasn't part of the body shot but it was fun none the less." Santana smirked as she left the kitchen.
Quinn looked over to Sam. "Wow, I, umm, I not what happened, I just…"
"It's okay" he replied "You seemed to be having fun and it was fun to watch." He gave her a big grin.
She punched him on the arm. "Shut up! Now, do you want to do a body shot?"
"Sure, is the end included again?"
"I dunno, I think I might be all kissed out…"
"Well, let's see then."
He leant in and licked her neck, taking a bit longer then he needed to, enjoying the experience. He poured the salt on and gave her a lime wedge. Quinn placed the lime in her mouth as Sam poured himself a shot. He turned back to her and gave her a grin when he saw the lime in her mouth to which she replied by raising her eyebrows and smiling, as well as she could with a slice of lime in her mouth. He licked the salt, again taking his time, took the shot (finding the taste quite unpleasant) and then bit into the lime. As soon as he bit into the lime and got rid of the taste of the tequila, he used his teeth to dispose it to the floor and then it was just his mouth and hers. Quinn moved her arms up and around the back of his neck and pushed with her body so he was leaning back against the kitchen counter. He placed his hands on to her hips and pulled her into him. Just as he felt her tongue move into his mouth he heard Puck's voice.
"Hey, everybody come and check it out! Sam and Quinn are getting it on! Bring the camera!"
He opened his eyes and saw Puck standing to the side of him so he moved a hand off of Quinn's hips and gave Puck the finger. He closed his eyes and went back to focusing on the kissing the beautiful girl in front of him but he kept his hand up, still giving Puck the finger.
He heard footsteps and then voices either making crass comments or cheering them on. He heard a camera going off and gave up giving the finger to the crowd that had formed to the side of them and put it back on to Quinn's hip. She eventually broke away from Sam giving him a small smile. The rest of group started applauding. Sam turned to them.
"Oh, fuck off! Don't you guys have anything better to do?"
He got a couple of yells back for that but he didn't really hear what anyone was trying to say, he was more focused on the fact that he had just made out with Quinn Fabray, one of the hottest girls at school and was still holding her to him. The others had started moving out of the kitchen and Quinn was pulling away from him a bit.
"I wanna go dance. Come and dance with me in a bit?" she asked him.
"Sure, no worries." He told her As if I would say no after that!
She walked out of the kitchen and Puck walked up to him.
"Good for you bro!" Puck put his hand in the air for a high-five.
Sam gave him a high-five "Thanks man. I just hope it wasn't a one-off."
"Hahaha, course you do man!" He walked off out of the kitchen and nearly bumped into Santana as she made her way over to Sam.
"Well, looks like we both got what we wanted tonight." She said as she opened her phone.
"Yes, I hope you enjoyed it. Now, are you going to delete that recording?"
"Of course, a deal's a deal. Here" Santana showed her phone to Sam as she deleted the recording she had made earlier.
"Thank you. Now, I'm going to go dance with Quinn. You can go do whatever you want as long as it doesn't involve kissing her."
"Hang on Sam; I haven't done my body shot yet." Santana said, pouring herself a shot of tequila.
"Find someone else to do it with, try Brittany; I'm sure she'd love to."
"I want to do it with you Sammy, don't be mean." Santana said in a sweet little girl voice and pouted her lips.
"Ugh, fine. Just hurry up with it, Quinn wanted me to go dance with her."
"Thank you Sammy." Santana replied still using that sweet voice.
She moved to up close to him and he felt her tongue move slowly across his neck and then the salt land on the wet skin.
Santana gave him a slice of lime and he placed it in his mouth. He felt her lick up the salt and then watched her take the shot and stared into her eyes as she moved her face towards his and bit into the lime. After she had finished with the lime she used her mouth to get rid of it and started kissing Sam. He pulled away, shocked.
"What?" Santana asked him.
"What are you doing? I thought we went through this, I'm with Quinn."
"So? She can't see us. Who's gonna know?" Santana leaned in and kissed him again.
He pulled away again. "Look, no, okay? If I wasn't with Quinn, I'd be so into this. But I am with her, so I can't. I'm sorry."
"Are you saying no to me? Because nobody says no to Santana Lopez!" she asked him forcefully.
"Well, looks like I'm the first. Sorry."
Santana was just standing there dumbfounded, clearly not used to rejection. "You do not want to make an enemy out of me Sam. I will destroy your entire world."
"I don't want to be enemies either! I just don't want to date."
"Who said anything about dating? I just wanted to hook up."
"But I can't, I'm with Quinn. I'd like to be friends with you though."
Santana looked up at him, surprised. "You want to be friends with me? Not just have sex or whatever?"
"Well, yea, you seem kind of cool and trust me, if there was no Quinn, I'd be down for the sex part, I mean, you're umm..."
"Hot as hell?" Santana suggested.
"Err, yea." Sam said bashfully.
"Thanks." Santana replied. She still seemed to be in shock. "Well, I'll think about it, but you haven't done yourself any favours by denying me access to your giant lips."
"Look, um, one kiss alright?"
"Really? Are you sure you don't want to go run it by Quinn first?" Santana asked sarcastically.
"Do you want me to kiss you or not?" he asked her.
"Fine, just shut up and kiss me then."
He leant down to her and placed his hands on either side of her face, bringing her lips to his. He felt her hand move as she placed it on to his abs. They stayed like that for half a minute before he broke away.
"There. Are we cool now?" He asked her, a smile forming on his lips.
"Yea, we're cool." She replied, returning the smile.
"Awesome." His smile turned into a grin. "Now, I'm going to go dance with Quinn for a bit but if you wanna dance later I'd be happy to."
"I dunno, we'll see…" Santana said, walking out of the kitchen with Sam following not long after her.
The lights in the main room had been turned off and a couple of people had used their phones to set up mini strobe lights across the room. Sam saw Santana move off to dance with Brittany (who had also lost her pants now) and then looked around the room to find Quinn. He finally saw her dancing with Tina and Mercedes down the other end of the room. She noticed him making his way over to her and she moved away from the girls towards him.
"Hi Sam" she said loudly over the music as she gave him a hug. "I'm having such a great time"
Someone must have given her another couple of drinks…
"Hey Quinn, I came to dance with you, just like you said yea?" he said, matching her volume.
"Oh yea! I remember!" she said as the song changed to "Kickstarts" by Example.
"Oh my god, I love this song!" Quinn looked up at Sam delightedly.
"Really? Me too, it's one of my favourites!" He said, smiling to himself at how excited she was about the song.
"Same!" Quinn said as she pulled away from Sam so they could start dancing. As soon as the lyrics started they were singing to each other.
You want me to come over I got an excuse
Might be holding your hand, but im holding it loose
Go to talk then we choke its like our necks in a noose
Avoid the obvious we should be facing the truth
Start to think it could be fizzling out
Kinda shocked because I never really had any doubts
Look into your eyes imagine life with out ya
And the love kick starts again
As the bass kicked in they both started jumping around like crazy and everyone else seemed to be doing the same.
Starts again
And the love kick starts again
Starts again
It's the same old you the same old me
You get bored and I get cold feet
Get high get wandering eyes
Forget I've never ever had it so sweet
I realise what I got when Im out of town
Cause deep down you're my girl in a golden crown
My princess and I don't wanna let you down
No I don't wanna let you down down down down
You want me to come over I got an excuse
Might be holding your hand but im holding it loose
Go to talk then we choke its like our necks in a noose
Avoid the obvious we should be facing the truth
Start to think it could be fizzling out
Kinda shocked because I never really had any doubts
Look into your eyes imagine life with out ya
Kick starts again
Start to think it could be fizzling out
Kinda shocked because I never really had any doubts
Look into your eyes imagine life with out ya
Imagine life with out ya
Imagine life with out ya
Imagine life with out ya
And the love kick starts again
Starts again
And the love kick starts again
Starts again
Kick kick starts
Its the same old you the same old me
You get bored and I get cold feet
Get high get wandering eyes
Forget I've never ever had it so sweet
I realise what I got when Im out of town
Cause deep down you're my girl in a golden crown
My princess and I don't wanna let you down
Kick kick starts
Start to think it could be fizzling out
Kinda shocked because I never really had any doubts
Look into your eyes imagine life with out ya
And the love kick starts again
As he sung the last line he looked directly into Quinn's hazel eyes and leaned in to kiss her. She moved up to meet him and their lips joined. He felt her arms snake around his neck and he wrapped his arms around the small of her back, both of them trying to pull each other deeper into the kiss. He felt her tongue brush his lips so he opened his mouth a little wider to allow her access. He was lost in the moment then, completely unaware of the cat-calls being thrown at the two of them, the photos being taken and the stereo still blasting. All he could focus on was this girl in front of him and the kiss they were sharing.
A/N: Hopefully my grammar and spelling and stuff is alright, my proofreader hasn't been home the past couple of days. Oh, I'm Australian, so I'm gonna be using "colour" instead of "color" and similar things. Hope you don't mind too much! :) (Reviews are always welcome and appreciated btw!)
P.S. If you haven't heard the song, you should totally listen to it.