I don't own Glee or any of it's characters
Quinn's head began to pound slightly from the booming music filling the club, this was her first time at a club and so far she wasn't entirely enjoying it. Both Santana and Brittany had convinced Quinn to meet them here since all Santana and Britney had bought fake ID's and Quinn had borrowed her sister Frannie's ID. Both girls were tall, blond, and distinctively good looking and the age reading 23 would hopefully pass a bouncer.
The perky blond was wearing a lacy white buttoned up blouse and black slimming skirt that ended just above her knees and was astonishingly winked at by the strong yet young bouncer before being allowed inside. Quinn's soft pink lips glistened from a freshly applied coat of strawberry flavored lip gloss and although the blond was wearing little makeup she looked heavenly to all eyes.
Why aren't they here yet... Its been fifteen minutes...
Quinn was seated at the bar, in clear view of the front door awaiting her friends arrival but mentally groaned in anger as a group girls arrived but none of them the fitting the description of the bouncy blond and the lippy latina. Quinn checked her watch again and pressed the palm of her hand under her chin impatiently, her poise wearing thin.
"You want something to drink?" Came a soft unexpected voice.
Slowly Quinn raised her eyes, seeing the gorgeous figure standing in front of her. The girl was wearing tight slimming dark blue jeans with a black v neck t shirt, normally she would find this outfit butch but on this girl she really wore it. A small but generous amount of cleavage peeked from above the t shirt and caused Quinn to become nonfunctional.
"I uhhhh..." Quinn swallowed thickly and blushed as the girl displayed a soft laugh.
"What do you suggest?" Quinn asked after regaining an ounce of her composure, allowing herself to look back up to the bartender.
The girl leaned over a bit with a slow smile, exposing a surprising pearly white smile. "Well for you... lets see..."
"I'm feeling vodka... but there is something there...Hmm..." The brunette bit her bottom lip in concentration for several moments. "I also feel some sweetness."
Quinn watched the girl bite down against her bottom lip in concentration and felt herself flush slightly. What is wrong with you Fabray?
"For you... I think you are in dire need of a screaming orgasm."
"What?" Quinn jaw fell open, her face not concealing her shock and raised her eyebrow in confusion as the brunette began to laugh again.
"A screaming orgasm cocktail." The brunette repeated causing Quinn to blush and this bartender to grin sheepishly.
"Ohh... Yeah sure." Quinn said quickly with a slight nervousness that she wasn't used too. The blond was always perfect and remained impeccable over the years, it almost never occurred that she would become embarrassed humiliated, or even flushed, but it was happening repeatedly in only the course of five minutes.
Quinn watched as the girl turned, taking hold of a glass and beginning to pour clear liquid out of a bottle into the glass, then reaching for another. "I saw you before, waiting for someone?"
Quinn nodded calmly, trying to keep her eyes from wandering as the girl bent over, reaching for ice and exposing a thin strip of beautifully tanned skin. Oh god..
"A no show I'm taking?"
Quinn shrugged her shoulders "I don't know." Not lying here, really don't
"Well they are foolish to ditch on such a catch." The brunette flashed Quinn a smile and an oddly flirtatious wink before sliding the drink in front of her. "Hope this satisfies."
What is wrong with me? I am not suppose to like talking to this girl, or like her body...
Quinn's hand reached upwards, gently grasping the delicate cross around her neck. Give me strength
"Have a taste, I can promise you that you won't regret it." The girl turned giving Quinn a lasting smile before walking to the bartender on the other side of the booth, leaving a wide eyed Quinn to admire her swaying hips. Sexy and adorable, my luck. The blond watched as the bartenders giggled and talked casually, a jolt of jealousy running through Quinn's body.
Quinn reached forward, grasping the chilled glass with both of her hands. Normally Quinn didn't even drink, unless it was at one of the legendary parties Santana's threw or a simple merlot wine at dinner but she would break the rules this one time, she was already using a fake ID and at a club.
The blond raised the rim of the glass to her lips before tilting it back and taking a small swallow. Quinn found herself licking her lips and wanting more, the drink going down smoothly and eagerly satisfying her sweet tooth.
"How is it?" Came the now familiar voice of the bartender and Quinn took another slow drink before giving the girl a playful smile.
"Horrible." Quinn replied, her eyes gazing to the girls face, noticing that her eyes were a soft chocolate brown, filled with warmth and a teasing twinkle.
Quinn smiled as the girl laughed and leaned forward, pressing her arms against the countertop, much more close and Quinn felt herself becoming dumbstruck. This bartender really was gorgeous, even up close, a set of irristable soft pink lips, with glowing tanned skinned and straight perfect teeth that continued to smile at her. "You're my first complaint, the next screaming orgasm is on me."
Quinn felt her body light a flame as the bartender gave her a slow coy smile before leaning back and walking over to another calling customer, grabbing a bottle of beer for the large balding man.
Although the blond had been wanting to leave only minutes before she was adoring the attention that the sexy brunette was giving her. The cheerleader had been dating a football player named Finn that stared at her chest more then her eyes. Everyone thought that they would make the best couple, her prom king that would buy her the wrong colour corsage but smile that goofy smile and all would be forgiven. Also the head cheerleader and quarterback was what she was striving for. It's so cliche when you think about it...
"Hey blondie, I am getting off work. I saw that your friend hasn't made their arrival so they probably wouldn't mind if I stole you for a dance?" The brunette had returned and was grinning confidently, a few slim fingers brushing back a strand of silky brown hair before her gaze returning to Quinn.
Quinn opened her mouth to tell her that she needed to leave but found herself saying something else completely different. "I don't think my friend would mind." Quinn smiled and watched as the brunette smiled before stepping over once again to the other bartender, whispering something in her ear before turning and stepping out from the area.
As the brunette wandered over Quinn saw her completely, slim but with slight amble curves. Curves in all the right places...
"Even better up close." The girl complimented with a smile, her eyes looking in appreciation at Quinn's body before rekindling with her eyes and she held out her hand to the blond. "Ready for me to show you how to dance?"
Quinn rolled her eyes but smiled before taking the girls hand. Already the blond found herself amazed at how this girl affected her. Just holding the girls hand shot sparks of warmth up each finger and up her arm, threatening to consume her entire body How am I going to dance?
The brunette led Quinn to the dance floor, a slow beat but with a temptaious rhythm was loudly pouring throughout the club, Quinn recognized the song, believing it was Sean Kingston but lost her trail of though as the sexy bartender began to sway her hips, both hands raising to above her and moving to the rhythm.
Quinn found her own body beginning to react to the music and swayed her hips back and fourth slowly. The blond's hazel eyes looked up, meeting warm chocolate and blushed slightly as the brunette began dancing closer, their hips gently bumping into each other.
"You're a really good dancer." The girl spoke softly and Quinn raised an eyebrow. "What?"
Quinn watched the girl laugh and move closer, the girls hands pressing against the side of her hips and her lips move beside the blonds ear. "I said... You're a really good dancer." her voice purred softly.
Fuck she's sexy Quinn felt her body shiver as the girl whispered, her breath warm against her ear and the grasp of her hands causing warmth to seep throughout her body.
Perhaps it was because of the alcohol that was running throughout her system or she was just lost in the moment but Quinn grinned and slid her arms around the girls neck, pulling her closer and sighed as their bodies danced together in one motion to the rhythm.
Quinn bit down on her bottom lip, their hips pressing against each others and causing the blond to become incredibly aroused. I think this just became more then dancing.
People on the dance floor took no notice to the two gorgeous girls practically grinding.
"Fuck..." Quinn thought she heard the girl whisper and Quinn felt her cheek pressing softly against the bartenders. Their dancing was becoming more intense, and a Quinn felt a bead of sweat slide down her back.
"Whats your name?" Quinn suddenly asked, her voice trying to be louder over the beat of the music.
The girl smiled and leaned back a bit but gently pressed her forehead against Quinn's. "Whatever you want it to be." She said softly, her gaze settling on Quinn's eyes. Quinn was taken back and found herself staring at the full lips of the gorgeous brunette Resist... Fabray don't think about it...
Quinn's thoughts were cut short as the brunette filled in the gap between them and gently brushed her lips against Quinn's, causing Quinn's eyes to flutter before the girl fully captured Quinn's lips in a blazing kiss. Although slightly stunned Quinn returned the kiss and made a soft noise as teeth gently bit her bottom lip.
I'm already going to hell. Quinn smiled against the girls lips and thrusted her hip forward, pressing it against the girls center and causing the girl to make a surprised moan.
Quinn felt herself stumble back a bit as the girl suddenly pulled back but leaned forward, taking hold of Quinn's hand and pulling her off the dance floor. Quinn let herself be across the club and watched as the girl pushed opened a door with a sign saying "Staff only." And pulled Quinn inside before closing it again.
Quinn blinked in the darkness and gasped in surprise as the girl wrapped her hand around the back of Quinn's neck and brought the her head down to her level and pressing soft lips against hers.
Although it surprised even her, Quinn found herself responding to the kiss persistently, even opening her mouth when the girls wet tongue began to trace her closed lips. She lost herself in the kiss; shocked that something so intimate with someone she just met, and the cherry on top, it this encounter with a girl. With a sigh Quinn wrapped her arms around the bartenders shoulders and tangled her slender fingers in silky brunette locks, moaning softly into her mouth when the other girl took her bottom lip between her teeth and sucked against it slowly.
"Fuck you taste so good."
"Mmm... Its strawberry." Quinn smirked and felt her smile disappear and as warm lips pressed against the side of her neck, kissing over the skin in pure want. A surprisingly moan escaped Quinn's lips as the girls tongue pressed against her neck, finding her pulse point.
Quinn let out a husky moan as the talented bartender began sucking against this sensitive spot, making her knees tremble unsteadily. As if knowing what she wanted the blond felt a hand slide up her lacy shirt, pressing gentle fingertips then a palm against her abs. Quinn felt the vibration of her girls moan against her neck and bit down on her lip, trying to retain loud groans.
Before she knew what was happening the girl's hand slid out of her shirt and they were at the buttons of her shirt, unbuttoning them hastily and pushing down her bra, finding her reward.
Those full lips covered a firm nipple and Quinn moaned in pure pleasure as she felt the girls tongue circle around her delicate peek. "D-Don't stop."
"Then be honest." The girl whispered, removing her lips from Quinn's breast and moving to her other nipple, very softly brushing the tip of her tongue against the firming bud. "How did you really like the screaming orgasm?"
"It was okay." Quinn replied and whimpered as she felt a hand slide between her legs and against her underwear, not doubting that the bartender were find an astounding amount of wetness.
"Tell me it was amazing and I will give you a personal screaming orgasm." Quinn's eyes rolled back in her head as the girls enticing hands slid down her underwear down her thighs and ran a slim finger down her soaking slit.
"The screaming orgasm was..." Quinn moaned again loudly as a finger found her knob of pleasure and delicately stroked her finger against it.
"It was?" The girl gently nipped against an erect nipple and Quinn raised her hands, running them through the girls silky locks of hair.
"It was fucking amazing." Quinn moaned loudly and suddenly felt the girl pull away. Where the fuck did she...Ohhhh
The extremely talented bartender yanked down Quinn's lacy panties before removing them and hoisting a slim yet muscular leg over her shoulder, pressing eager lips against Quinn's forbidden temple.
Quinn's eyes rolled back again and her back arched against the wall as the girls tongue began exploring her wet folds, tasting her juices and causing her the most pleasure she had ever experienced. "Ohhhh god."
Another groan escaped Quinn's lips as she felt that warm moist tongue probing against her pleasure point and felt wave after wave of pleasure crash upon on her as the girl began sucking against her. Quinn felt the pleasure building and building and it was becoming too much for her to handle.
"Ohhhhhhhh Fuuccckkk" Quinn let out a long gaudily moan of pleasure as she finally reached climax, her long legs quivering and barely holding her up.
The girls tongue lapped up the juices left by her raging orgasm, causing Quinn to make soft whimpers.
"I hope this screaming orgasm was much more pleasuring." Quinn felt lips brush against her ear and gently kiss her earlobe before leaning back and Quinn saw the door open, light flooding in for a moment before the door closed again, leaving a partially under dressed blond, still panting from ecstasy alone.
What the hell just happened?
A/N - Reviews? This was mean't as a one shot but if you would like me to continue I have some interesting ideas. Thanks for reading :)
P.S - Was going to title this story "Screaming Orgasm" (But that would get me in some trouble :P) & The song "Me Love" by Sean Kingston gave me mad inspiration, thanks!