Title: Dare to Bare

Summary: Brittany pulls out a board game at a sleepover with Rachel, Quinn and Santana leading to…interesting developments.

Pairing(s): Quinn/Rachel, Brittany/Santana, Brittany/Rachel, Quinn/Santana, Brittany/Santana/Rachel/Quinn (faberrittana).

A/N: I actually don't know where this came from. I don't write smut…ever. So I honestly have no idea. It's really long too…Hope it's not too terrible. Also, any spelling mistakes are my own.

Rating: M/NC-17

Warning(s): Foursome? Swearing?

Chapter 1

Rachel was placing her books into her locker when a bubbly blonde bounced up to her, accidentally jolting her from behind and causing her to drop said books with a gasp of surprise.

"Hey Rach!" Brittany exclaimed as she hurriedly knelt down to pick Rachel's books up off the floor. She stood up to see that the brunette was watching her in surprise "What?"

"N-nothing." Rachel shook her head and took the books Brittany offered her "Thanks…I just didn't expect to see you at school so early."

Brittany shrugged with a grin "I needed to ask you something."

"What is it?" Rachel asked, quickly stuffing her books into her locker. She shut it and turned to give Brittany her undivided attention "Is it something Glee related? Because I would be glad to help in any way I can if…"

"Will you come over to my house tonight?" Brittany asked, leaning against the locker right next to Rachel's "Maybe…sleep over?"

Rachel's jaw dropped at the proposition and she quickly glanced around to make sure nobody had heard. They hadn't of course. The hallways were practically deserted at such an early hour. Nevertheless when she turned back to Brittany, she spoke in a low voice "I-I don't think Quinn or Santana would be too happy about that Brittany."

Brittany giggled at the sentence "Silly…San and Quinn will be coming too. We always used to have sleepovers on Fridays…I thought you might want to come since you and Quinn are dating now."

Rachel quickly shushed the blonde and glanced around "Brittany, you can't say things like that at school…Quinn isn't out, remember?"

"Oh." Brittany immediately looked guilty "Yeah…Sorry."

"It's okay." Rachel reassured the blonde with a quick pat on the arm "What does Santana think of me coming over?"

"She's okay with it." Brittany answered with a shrug "She doesn't hate you as much now as she used to…In fact she really likes you."

Rachel took a moment to take in the new information. The idea of Santana liking her was difficult to process at any time but early in the morning it just seemed like an impossibility.

"So will you come?" Brittany hopefully repeated "Pleeeeeaaase?" she stuck her bottom lip out for emphasis and Rachel found herself powerless to resist.

"Of course I'll come."

Brittany squealed and excitedly jumped up and down on the spot before she sprang forward and hugged the brunette tightly, causing her to stumble back a couple of steps.

Rachel laughed at the blonde's excitement and barely managed to maintain her balance. She didn't have time to return the hug before Brittany was pulling back, already starting to ramble about how awesome the sleepover was going to be.

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"This is boring." Quinn complained merely two hours into their sleepover "Were our sleepovers always this boring?"

"Shut your face Q." Santana ordered sharply when Brittany immediately began to pout upon hearing Quinn's statement "I'm having fun…Aren't you having fun Berry?"

Rachel nodded mutely though she looked just as bored as Quinn.

"We're sitting on the couch, watching price drop TV." Quinn pointed out "How is that fun by anybody's definition, save for maybe a 70 year olds?" she glanced apologetically at her fellow blonde "No offense Britt."

Brittany shrugged though she still looked slightly saddened by Quinn's comment.

Santana sighed and idly changed the channel to a music station.

"Um…" Rachel awkwardly cleared her throat "If I may make a suggestion…"

"You may not." Santana cut in with a roll of her eyes "I only agreed to let you come because for some inexplicable reason Brittany likes you. I don't need to hear you as wells as see you."

"Don't talk to her like that!" Quinn scowled defensively.

"I want to hear what Rachel has to say." Brittany informed her girlfriend carefully.

"Ugh…whatever!" Santana muttered irritably.

Rachel patted Quinn's hand, grateful for her defending her, something she hadn't experienced in any of her previous relationships "As I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted…Maybe we should play a game of some sort. As you may know, I'm not familiar with 'sleepovers' so I carried out some research into the subject before I came here and according to the websites I looked at it is common practice for games to be played. I would recommend scrabble or monopoly to pass the time."

Quinn chuckled and gave her girlfriend an affection squeeze.

"I stopped listening after 'as I was saying'." Santana stated.

"I don't have scrabble." Brittany spoke up with a barely disguised grin "But I bought a board game about a month ago and I haven't had a chance to use it…"

"Brittany, no!" Santana exclaimed wide eyed just as Brittany jumped off the couch "Britt, we can't…" she groaned when the bubbly blonde ignored her and bounded out of the living room "I need another drink. Does anyone want one?"

Quinn frowned as Santana walked out of the room without waiting for an answer "What's up with her?"

"I suspect that it has something to do with the 'board game' Brittany has gone to retrieve." Rachel answered nervously "Should we be worried?"

"Considering that it's Brittany and Santana?" Quinn asked "It's safe to say that we should definitely be worried."

"It's a board game." Rachel said, just as much to reassure herself as it was to reassure Quinn "What's the worst that could happen?"

"Haven't you seen the Dr Pepper commercials Berry?" Santana asked as she walked into the room with an armful of drinks "That rhetorical question never ends well."

"What's with all of the alcohol?" Quinn asked, raising an inquisitive eyebrow at the Latina.

"We're going to need it." Santana informed her as she placed the bottles of alcohol on the table "Especially if you agree to play Britt's board game."

Quinn was just about to ask what Santana meant by that when Brittany bound down the stairs with an excited grin on her face.

"Here we go." Santana muttered, taking a long swig from the bottle of JD in her hand.

"'Dare to bare'." Rachel read out loud as Brittany set the board game on the floor. Her brow furrowed in confusion and she glanced at Quinn who looked like she was searching for an escape route.

"Britt, I don't think that's the kind of game Rachel was talking about." Quinn finally decided that there was no means of escaping without being noticed and turned towards Brittany. The blonde in question was setting something that looked like a stick on fire "Wha…Britt, what are you doing?"

Brittany paused in her actions, looking confused by the interruption "The box says I have to create a romantic atmosphere so I'm using my Mom's incense…does anyone know any songs about marshmallows?"

"Marshmallows?" Rachel asked cluelessly.

"Yeah, it said something about putting Mallow music on."

"I think it said Mellow." Santana informed her girlfriend "Like…calm music and shit like that."

Brittany thought for a moment before she started flicking through the music stations.

"Wait a minute!" Quinn exclaimed, slightly panicked "Rachel and I didn't agree to this…this…whatever this thing is and there's no way we're going to."

Santana sighed and rolled her eyes before taking another long drink from the bottle in her head.

"I have to agree with Quinn." Rachel spoke up "If this game is the type of game I assume it is, it may cause problems not only in our respective relationships but also our friendships." She fell silent for a moment before adding as an afterthought "And Santana doesn't seem like she wants to play anyway."

"She wants to play." Brittany disagreed, finally deciding upon Magic as her music channel of choice. The description did after all read 'Mellow Magic' "She's just pretending that she doesn't because she thinks she'll look stupid if you and Quinn say you don't want to."

"B!" Santana exclaimed.

"Sorry." Brittany frowned with a sheepish shrug "They didn't seem like they were going to play."

"You…seriously want to do this?" Quinn asked, her gaze focused on Santana "With us?"

Santana shrugged casually "It could be fun…and it's not like we have anything else to do, right?"

"Please Q?" Brittany added hopefully "We can stop if you get uncomfortable or something."

"I don't know…" Quinn glanced at a thoughtful looking Rachel "I'm so not drunk enough for this."

"That's easily fixed." Santana offered motioning to the piles of alcohol littering the table "Plus I have this…" she held up a freshly rolled joint with a grin.

"Where did you get that on such short notice?" Quinn asked curiously "And…who keeps incense in their house anymore?"

"Britt's parents are hippies." Santana answered as if it was the most obvious thing in the world "All they do is wave incense around and smoke weed."

"Your parents are hippies?" Rachel questioned in surprise as her gaze shot to Brittany "That's…that actually makes sense."

Santana shot Rachel a warning look before she turned back to Quinn "Look, we'll start off slow. We'll play the normal type of truth or dare until you get drunk or something and then we'll see where it goes."

Quinn glanced at Rachel "What do you think Rach? I'm not doing anything unless you're comfortable with it."

Rachel offered a small smile and entwined their hands "I think that we should go for it. It could be an interesting experience and as my girlfriend you should know that I love to experience new things."

"Yeah." Santana contributed helpfully "Like Naomi Campbell once said…'everything once', right'?"

Quinn and Rachel stared at each other intently before Quinn turned and gave Santana a nod "Okay, let's try it."

Santana sat cross legged on the floor and motioned for Quinn and Rachel to do the same.

"Isn't this like…swinging?" Quinn asked as she slid onto the floor, in a similar position to Santana "Because that's just weird."

"Why is it like swinging?" Santana asked as she grabbed a bottle of vodka from the table and handed it to Quinn "It's not like we're going to be fucking or anything."

Quinn flushed at the statement and she looked between the bottle and Santana with scepticism written across her face "You want me to drink this neat?"

"Well you want to get drunk, don't you?" Santana shrugged as Brittany sat down close to her "Just open your throat when it goes down and you won't even taste it. Trust me."

Quinn still looked doubtful but she tipped the bottle back and took a long drink. Despite her best efforts she instantly began to cough when the acrid tasting liquid hit the back of her throat.

Santana laughed as she watched Rachel frantically pat Quinn on the back in an effort to ease her coughing "Who would have thought that you're such a lightweight Q?"

"Fuck you Lopez." Quinn wheezed before purposefully taking another drink from the bottle. The liquid didn't taste as terrible as the first time but it still caused her to cough.

Rachel prised the bottle from Quinn's hand and placed it on the floor between herself and Brittany. When Quinn was trying to prove a point to Santana, she wouldn't stop until it was proven and Rachel was unwilling to allow Quinn to cause herself damage in the process. "So who's going to start?" she asked while continuing to rub Quinn's back.

"Britt can start." Santana stated while handing her girlfriend the bottle she had been drinking from "Her name is first in the alphabet. Oh and before we start the penalty for lying or refusing a dare is running around the block naked while singing I'm a little teapot, got it?"

"That's twisted." Quinn commented.

"My name isn't in the alphabet…"

"I meant the first letter of your name." Santana explained "You know…B."

"But the first letter in the alphabet is 'A'." Brittany pointed out in confusion.

"But there's nobody here whose name begins with 'A'." Santana patiently pointed out "So it goes to B."

"Oh right." Brittany rewarded the Latina with a chaste kiss to the lips "So Quinn…truth or dare?"

"Um…truth." Quinn answered nervously.

"Pussy." Santana coughed, earning herself a glare from Quinn.

"How many times have you and Rachel had sex?"

"Twice." Quinn answered honestly. They had only recently decided upon taking that step in their relationship and it had taken her weeks to set up a situation that she deemed romantic enough for Rachel's first time. She waited for an approving nod before looking towards Santana "Truth or dare?"

"Dare." Santana answered confidently.

Quinn thought for a moment before grinning "I dare you to eat the grossest thing I can find in the kitchen."

Santana rolled her eyes "Seriously Q? How old are you?" nevertheless she waved her hand for Quinn to go ahead and the blonde bolted towards the kitchen, albeit slightly unsteadily.

"This isn't going to be pretty." Brittany said thoughtfully "Quinn is mad at you for saying she's a lightweight."

Santana shrugged though she looked slightly nervous at the prospect of a mad Quinn daring her to do something. The group fell silent for a few minutes until Quinn walked back into the living room with a bowl in one hand, a glass of water in the other and a smug grin on her face.

Santana swallowed heavily at the expression "What's in there?"

"You really don't want to know until you've eaten it." Quinn chuckled before she sat back down between Santana and Rachel and handed the bowl to Santana.

Santana looked down at the disgusting looking chunky red and yellow substance. Deciding it would be best to get it over with she grabbed the spoon and shovelled a spoonful of the unidentified substance into her mouth. As soon as it hit her tongue, her mouth felt like it was on fire and she had to blink rapidly to keep her eyes from visibly watering.

Quinn burst out laughing as she watched Santana turned red and visibly struggle to swallow the substance.

"Fuck…" Santana croaked when she finally managed to swallow the disgusting mixture. She grabbed the glass of water and downed it in one "What the fuck was that?"

"Curry paste, peppers, extra hot reggae reggae sauce, nutmeg…oh and cheese." Quinn smirked.

Santana took a swig from the bottle of JD Brittany had handed her and wiped her watering eyes with the back of her hand "Wait until it's my turn again Fabray. You're going down."

Quinn had the decency to look slightly afraid of the threat.

"Do you want some gum?" Brittany asked as she gently rubbed Santana's back "It might take the yuckiness away."

"Sure." Santana answered as she took the offered packet of chewing gum. She eagerly took one out of the packet and popped it into her mouth "Thanks B." she glared at Quinn one more time before she turned to Rachel "Truth or dare Frodo?"

"Truth." Rachel opted carefully.

"Alright…Who in Glee club would you do in a heartbeat and why?" Santana asked in a smirk. When Rachel looked like she was going to answer right away Santana held a hand up to stop her "And you can't pick Quinn."

Rachel frowned at the rule "I assume that by 'do' you mean engage in sexual intercourse with?"

"Clearly."

Rachel thought for a moment "Taking into consideration the penalty for lying…my answer is Brittany bec…."

"WHAT?" Both Quinn and Santana exclaimed, both looking slightly irritated while Brittany merely grinned proudly.

"If you would let me finish…" Rachel frowned, slightly annoyed at being cut off "I would choose Brittany because she is obviously incredibly beautiful but she also has what can only be described as hips like honey which leads me to believe that she would be incredible in bed due to her acute sense of rhythm. Also…" she glanced at Quinn with a 'Can you blame me?' look "Have you seen her abs?"

Quinn looked unsure as to whether she should be annoyed by Rachel's obvious appreciation of her best friend. Finally she merely shrugged. After all she couldn't actually blame the brunette for her choice…and Brittany's abs were very nice. Her gaze unconsciously slid to Brittany's covered midriff, earning her a glare from Santana.

"Brittany." Rachel declared, having missed the look "Truth or dare."

"Dare!" Brittany answered brightly.

Rachel thoughtfully bit her lip "I dare you to wear your shirt as a bandana for one round."

Quinn snickered at the blatant excuse to get Brittany to take her shirt off "You're not obvious at all Rach."

"What?" Rachel blushed and shrugged "I'm not very good at thinking of dares."

Quinn chuckled and turned back to Brittany to see the girl had shifted onto her knees and was in the process of pulling her shirt over her head. Quinn's gaze instantly dropped to the other blonde's toned midriff and she swallowed heavily "Seriously, how is it possible for somebody's abs to look that good?"

Brittany shrugged modestly and set about tying her shirt around her head in the style of a bandana "I dance a lot."

"San, get me a drink." Quinn ordered without tearing her gaze away from Brittany.

"I'm not your fucking waitress." Santana responded though she reached behind her and grabbed a random bottle from the table "And quit drooling over my girlfriend."

"Thanks." Quinn said gratefully as she was handed the bottle. She uncapped it and took a quick drink, not even noticing the slight burn to the back of her throat.

"San…Truth or dare?" Brittany asked, effectively interrupting everybody's ogling.

"Um…truth." Santana answered distractedly.

"When was the last time somebody in Glee made you wet with just their voice? Apart from me obviously."

"B!" Santana exclaimed, her gaze quickly shifting back to Brittany's eyes. Brittany merely shrugged innocently and Santana sighed before providing an answer "Fine. Um…Tina's solo last week?"

"You're not allowed to lie." Brittany said in as stern a voice as she could muster. As expected by the other three the result was comparable to a bunny baring it's teeth "I know the answer already, remember?"

"Fuck." Santana groaned before she muttered something far from intelligible.

"What was that San?" Quinn smirked, obviously enjoying the sight of the uncomfortable Latina.

Santana glared at her friend "I said Berry's performance of 'Don't you want me'."

"R-Really?" Rachel asked, looking utterly shocked.

Santana shrugged "You sounded sexy as fuck. Especially when you were like…repeating what Blaine said. That was hot."

"Totally." Brittany contributed.

"Thanks, I guess." Rachel smiled somewhat uncomfortably.

"Anyway…" Santana stated obviously eager to change the subject "Quinny…" she smirked at the blonde ".Dare."

"Truth." Quinn responded hesitantly, unwilling to risk having to carry out one of Santana's more than likely torturous dares.

"Have you ever thought about someone else when you were with Rachel?" Santana grinned triumphantly "In any context?"

Quinn paled as the question left Santana's lips and she quickly glanced at Rachel to see she was watching her expectantly "…Yes."

Rachel instantly looked wounded by Quinn's answer and she averted her eyes to the ground.

"Rach it's not what you think." Quinn scrambled to her knees and placed her hand on Rachel's arm "I wasn't thinking of them instead of you, I promise." She waited for a moment but Rachel didn't respond "Rachel, look at me….Please?"

Rachel finally looked up and met Quinn's guilt filled eyes "Quinn?"

"It's just a stupid fantasy…" Quinn admitted in a low voice "In which you have a very active role. Trust me."

Rachel stared at her for a moment longer before nodding "Who is the other person in this…fantasy?"

Quinn blushed at the question "I'll tell you later." She quickly planted a kiss on Rachel's lips before sitting back on the ground. She glanced at Santana who looked slightly guilty "Happy?"

"Ecstatic." Santana answered dryly. Though she felt guilty for causing Rachel to feel bad she would never admit to it "Your turn Q-tip."

Quinn sighed and turned her attention to Brittany "Truth or dare Britt?"

"Truth."

Quinn was momentarily tempted to pull the same kind of stunt as Santana but she was stopped by the fact that Brittany was one of her best friends whom she would never want to hurt in any way, shape or form. Despite that fact she couldn't resist making a retaliating jab at Santana "Why is it that somebody as amazingly nice as you is dating somebody like Santana?"

Brittany looked perplexed by the choice of question "Because I love her."

"Quinn, that wasn't very nice." Rachel whispered as she leaned close to the girl in question. She had been watching Santana intently when the question had been asked and she hadn't failed to notice the hurt expression that had flitted across her face. It looked to Rachel like Santana was asking herself the very same question at that second.

"Sorry." Quinn mumbled apologetically.

Santana shrugged and forced a smile to her lips as she glanced at her girlfriend "I love you too B."

"San." Brittany said purposefully "Truth or dare."

"Dare." Santana answered.

"I double dog dare you to tell Quinn and Rachel how you really feel about them." Brittany stated firmly.

"Seriously?"

"Yes." Brittany nodded confidently "You and Quinn are arguing too much and Rachel thinks you hate her."

Santana sighed but she obediently turned to Quinn and Rachel "Berry, I don't hate you. Apart from Quinn and Britt you're like…the best friend I have. And Q…I guess I kind of love you, y'know? I would say I love you like a sister but that would make checking you out really uncomfortable so…I just fucking love you, okay? Even though we annoy the crap out of each other on a daily basis."

"Aww San!" Quinn grinned and leaned forward to hug the Latina tightly while Brittany looked on with a proud smile "I love you too."

Santana returned the embrace for a moment before she lightly shoved Quinn away "Whatever. Get off me you big softie." She awkwardly coughed as Quinn settled back into her previous position "So this is boring...what do you say we play Britt's game?"

Both Quinn and Rachel shrugged though the former was the only one to verbally answer "Sure."

"Awesome." Brittany beamed as she pulled her shirt back on much to the dismay of the other girls. She grabbed the box from next to her and opened it "So what you have to do is roll the dice…"

"Die." Rachel corrected "It's called a die unless there's more than one in which case the term 'dice' is used."

"Right…So you roll the dice and you take a card according to what you land on… truth, dare, dual or desire. I think truth and dare are obvious but when you land on dual you have to pick a truth card and a dare card and you have to carry out the instructions on both. If you get desire you can choose which card you want."

"Have you played this before?" Quinn asked as she watched Brittany sort the card into piles. She was slightly confused by the irrational irritation she felt at the thought of Brittany and Santana playing the game with anyone other than Rachel and herself but she hurriedly shrugged the thought off.

"No, she's just read the rules like 50 times." Santana smiled fondly at her girlfriend.

"So who goes first?" Brittany asked eagerly as she finished sorting the cards into two neat piles.

"You can go first B." Santana offered "Then me, Q and Rachel. I'll read your cards, you can read mine, Q will read Rachel's and Rachel will read Quinn's…deal?"

"Sure." Brittany beamed. She picked up the die and shook it in her fist before letting it go. It rolled about a foot away before it came to a stop in front of Quinn.

"Dare." Quinn declared.

Santana picked up a dare card from the appropriate pile and read it out loud "Kiss the person to your right on the cheek…Rachel Britt."

"Oh…that's easy." Brittany grinned before leaning to the right to press a kiss to Rachel's cheek. She had kissed both Quinn and Rachel on the cheek multiple times so doing it as a dare was nothing to her. When she pulled back the brunette in question was wearing a somewhat goofy grin.

Santana rolled her eyes and threw the die she had retrieved "Truth."

Brittany picked up a card and read it out "Are you a virgin? If not who did you do it with and how was it?"

Santana made a face at the weird question "No, you and…mindblowingly amazing."

Brittany beamed and leaned forward to kiss the Latina sweetly.

"Aww." Rachel smiled as she lay her head on Quinn's shoulder.

Santana pulled away from the kiss and shot Rachel a glare that was far softer than it usually would have been "Your turn Fabray."

Quinn picked up the die and tossed it "…Truth."

Rachel grabbed a card from the truth pile and read it out "Do you think that the person you are playing truth or dare with is a bitch? Even sometimes? Be honest."

"Obviously." Quinn smirked at Santana who offered a playful wink in return. The blonde allowed herself to relax back against the couch with a relieved sigh. Maybe the game wasn't going to be as sexual as the name suggested it would be.

"Dare." Rachel announced when she had thrown the die.

Quinn leaned forward to pick up a card. She frowned when she read it "Text a person of your choice with the words 'I'm naked'. If they ring back, you're not allowed to answer."

"Okay…" Rachel pulled her phone out of her pocket and began to quickly type out a message.

"Not Finn." Quinn ordered firmly.

"Or Puck." Santana added "He'll love it but if Lauren sees it she'll take you down…Not that I care or anything. I just don't want to put up with your whining when you end up in a full body cast."

"Done." Rachel announced finally lowering her phone.

"Who did you text?" Brittany asked curiously as she picked up the dice.

"Mike."

"Tina's going to go all Dracula on your ass." Santana laughed.

"If she does Quinn will go all Buffy on her ass." Brittany contributed as she threw the die.

"Dare."

Santana picked up a dare card and read it out "Kiss the person on your right…with tongue."

"Okay…" Brittany clambered to her knees before sliding closer to Rachel who looked slightly nervous at the prospect of kissing her. Brittany placed her hands on Rachel's cheeks and leaned forward slowly "Relax." She whispered before she allowed their lips to brush. She kept the kiss light for a moment before she felt Rachel began to reciprocate. Brittany took that as permission to add more pressure though she made sure to keep the kiss as soft and slow as possible so as not to freak the less experienced girl out. After a moment the light pressure didn't seem to be enough for Rachel however as she threaded one hand into Brittany's hair and tugged her forward, effectively deepening the kiss. Brittany lightly bit down on Rachel's bottom lip. When the brunette gasped out loud she took the opportunity to slip her tongue past Rachel's teeth into her mouth.

"Whoa…" Quinn muttered as she watched her girlfriend making out with her best friend "This should annoy the hell out of me."

"I know, right?" Santana agreed, tilting her head to get a better view.

Brittany pulled back with a wet smack and she grinned at a dazed looking Rachel "That was awesome."

Rachel whimpered as Brittany slipped away from her and sat back on the ground next to Santana. She stayed still for a moment until Quinn pulled her close.

"My turn." Santana announced as she threw the die.

"Desire." Quinn read as she soothingly rubbed Rachel's shoulder.

"Dare it is than!" Santana grinned.

Brittany obediently picked up a card from the appropriate pile and proceeded to read it out "Play the nervous game with the person to your left."

Santana's eyes lit up with what could only be described as glee as she glanced towards Quinn. The blonde on the other hand looked rather terrified at the prospect.

"What's the nervous game?" Rachel asked cluelessly.

"Santana has to put her hand on Quinn's thigh and move it up until one of them chickens out…either Santana stops or Quinn tells her to stop." Brittany explained.

"Oh…" Rachel frowned. Taking into account how stubborn and competitive both Quinn and Santana were it was safe to say that the dare would not end well. Or at all for that matter.

"It's okay if you don't want to." Santana offered though she looked rather disappointed by Quinn's unwillingness "We can stop."

"No…It's fine." Quinn answered nervously before she cast a look towards Rachel "Is this okay?"

Rachel nodded mutely, choosing not to point out that in some ways her kiss with Brittany was more sexual than what may or may not occur between Quinn and Santana.

"Go for it." Quinn said in a faux confident voice as she uncrossed her legs and leaned back against the couch.

Santana tried not to look too excited as she moved forward until she was sitting right next to Quinn. She placed her hand on the inside of Quinn's thigh just above her knee before looking up at her face. Quinn was watching her intently, already wearing an expression somewhere between wonder and fear.

"Nervous yet?" Santana smirked as she allowed her fingers to trail upward by a couple of centimetres.

Quinn swallowed heavily and shook her head in response, her wide eyes still fixed upon Santana's roaming hand.

"Well that won't do…" Santana muttered as she continued to work her hand up Quinn's bare leg, tracing small circles with her nails as she went. She silently thanked whatever higher deity was listening that Quinn had opted to wear obscenely short shorts to their sleepover.

Quinn sucked in a sharp breath through her teeth at the sensation on Santana's fingers trailing teasingly slowly up her thigh and she clenched her hands into fists where they rested on the ground, forcing herself not to squirm uncomfortably.

"Admit it." Santana whispered as she slipped her fingers just under Quinn's shorts. She leaned forward until her lips were almost grazing Quinn's ear "You're digging this."

Quinn's hips bucked instinctively as Santana's fingers reached the top of her thigh "S-stop." Her voice came out as a husky whisper so she cleared her throat in an attempt to regain her composure "I give in…you can stop now."

Santana pulled back with a quizzical expression on her face. Quinn never 'gave in' especially when she was competing against Santana "Okay…whatever." Santana shrugged before removing her hand from Quinn's thigh and settling back into her position next to Brittany.

"That was hot." Brittany mumbled, her gaze still fixed on Quinn.

For her part Quinn was merely shifting uncomfortably feeling more turned on than she probably should have been, at least in her opinion "So…Erm…It's my turn, right?" without waiting for an answer she grabbed the die from the floor and threw it "Truth." She breathed a sigh of relief and subtly slid closer to Rachel. What she definitely didn't need at that moment was more stimulation…Which is more than likely what a dare would have provided her with.

Rachel picked up a card and immediately looked pained on Quinn's behalf "Have you ever…come too soon?"

Quinn groaned and dropped her head into her hands "Are you kidding me?"

"So is that a yes?" Santana asked. When Quinn offered no answer she burst out laughing "Oh my God it is, isn't it?"

"Shut up." Quinn groaned blushing furiously.

"Don't be embarrassed Q." Brittany placed a comforting hand on Quinn's knee "Once I made Santana come just by kissing her."

Santana promptly stopped laughing "Brittany!"

"Thanks Britt." Quinn offered her fellow blonde a small smile before glaring in Santana's direction.

"I think it's your turn Berry." Santana grumbled.

Rachel pouted at the fact that Santana had regressed back to calling her by something other than her first name but she willingly picked the die up and threw it "Dare."

Quinn picked up a truth card and read it out "Kiss the person to your right on the neck." She shook her head and scoffed at the question "How is it fair that you get all of the easy questions?"

Rachel shrugged and leaned over to place a kiss on Quinn's neck. She felt rather than heard Quinn's breath catch in her throat and pulled back with a grin.

"Britt, roll the dice." Santana sighed as she lay back on her elbows "This shit is getting boring."

"It's a die." Rachel pointed out. Predictably nobody was listening to her.

Brittany picked the die up and rolled it "…Dare."

Santana sat up to pick up a card before sinking back into her previous position "The person to your right…Give them a lap dance." She looked up to see that while Rachel looked insanely nervous Brittany was already bouncing up and down in anticipation.

"I need better music." Brittany declared before she scrambled up off the floor and began to change the channel.

"Oh my Barbra." Rachel muttered, closing her eyes and taking a deep breath. She felt a light squeeze to her hand and opened her eyes to see Quinn watching her in concern.

"You don't have to if you don't want to." Quinn offered quietly "If you're uncomfortable just tell Britt. She won't make you do anything you're not comfortable with."

Rachel glanced at Brittany who had settled upon some kind of music with a pulsing beat before turning back to Quinn.

"You want to." Quinn murmured perceptively.

"I'm sorry." Rachel whispered guiltily "I know I shouldn't want to do this with someone else and if you don't want me to you can just tell me and I…"

Quinn silenced Rachel with a firm kiss before pulling away to reply "It's okay…Do it." She noticed Rachel was about to argue so she quickly interrupted "I'm fine with it. I promise."

Rachel searched Quinn's eyes for any sign that she was lying about being okay with what was about to happen. She found no sign of deceit and broke into a warm smile "I love you."

"I love you too." Quinn whispered before she leaned forward to kiss her girlfriend.

"Alright, enough with the mushy stuff." Santana stated causing Quinn and Rachel to pull away from the kiss "Brittany is waiting and you're making me gag."

Rachel glanced up to see that Brittany was hovering patiently next to her "Oh. Um…" she stood up rather awkwardly "W-Where do you want me? I've never…"

"Just…" Brittany reached forward to take Rachel's hand effectively cutting her off "Sit on the couch." She gently pushed the brunette back until her knees hit the back of the couch and she plopped back onto it with a soft thud "And let me do all the work."

"Hot." Santana muttered just as the song playing incidentally changed to 'Buttons' by the PCD "And…suddenly hotter."

Brittany smiled in satisfaction and shot Santana a flirtatious wink before she turned back to Rachel and began to swing her hips back and forth in time with the music. Keeping her eyes on the suddenly pensive looking diva she ran her hands teasingly up her own sides and held them over her head, slowly and sensually gyrating her hips.

Rachel swallowed convulsively as she watched Brittany sway closer until she was standing right in front of her. The blonde suddenly tilted forward, grasping the back of the couch for leverage and conveniently positioning her cleavage directly in Rachel's line of sight. She smirked when she heard the brunette inhale sharply and promptly moved to straddle the shorter girl's hips, though there was still no part of them actually touching. She shifted slightly to loop her arms around Rachel's neck and ground down in time with the 'Can't you see' in the song. Rachel moaned softly at the sensation and her hands instinctively moved to rest on Brittany's rotating hips in an attempt to hold her in the pleasurable position. Brittany had other ideas however as she kept her swaying hips hovering just over Rachel's, getting lower and lower with each passing second.

"Britt." Rachel whimpered wantonly.

Brittany made no audible reply but she removed her arms from around Rachel's neck in favour of grasping her wandering hands. She pinned them to the back of the couch with a sultry smirk.

Rachel groaned in frustration as Brittany grinded against her, leaving just enough room that they were barely touching. The brunette instinctively lifted her hips but apparently Brittany had seen the move coming as she lifted up just in time to avoid any real contact "Fuck." Rachel whimpered as her head dropped to the back of the couch.

Quinn raised an eyebrow at that. Rachel never swore unless she was really turned on by something. Not that she could really blame her…Brittany's dancing was insanely sexy. Quinn was sure that if she had been in the same position she would have reacted in exactly the same way.

Brittany smirked at the profanity and released Rachel's hands in favour of moving one of her own hands to the brunette's neck. She teasingly trailed a finger down Rachel's flushed neck to her heaving chest, her hips still moving rhythmically in place.

"Britt…" Rachel whimpered as her hands once again settled on Brittany's moving hips. This time however she allowed them to slip under the blonde's shirt to come to rest on toned abs.

Brittany faltered in her movements for a split second, allowing her centre to come into contact with Rachel's. They both whimpered at the contact before Brittany corrected herself and distance was replaced between them. Rachel's hips bucked up but to no avail as Brittany had already moved too far away for any real contact to be initiated. The song ended suddenly and Rachel groaned in frustration at the annoying stickiness suddenly coating her panties. Brittany kissed Rachel on the cheek before carefully getting off her and walking over to sit next to Santana.

"That was hot." Santana stated simply.

Rachel more or less slid to the ground and instantly reached for the bottle of vodka still sitting between herself and Brittany. She quickly lifted it to her lips and began to gulp the liquid down like it was merely water.

Santana cheered at the action and nudged a stunned looking Quinn "See? That is how it's supposed to be done."

Rachel lowered the bottle and cleared her throat "That was…interesting. Thank you Brittany. You're very…skilled."

"Thanks Rach." Brittany beamed.

"Hell yeah she is. You seriously looked like you were going to cream your pants." Santana said though she didn't sound like she was mocking the other brunette. Instead she sounded as if she was asking her if that assertion was correct.

"That is…possibly true." Rachel said, not meeting Quinn's eyes "I believe it's your turn Santana."

Santana shrugged and picked up the die from the ground. She shook it in her hand before throwing it "Dare."

Brittany picked up a card and read it out, though she looked somewhat distracted "Find the weak spot of the person to your left. The person has to let you find it and you have to tease them with it for a full 2 minutes."

Santana glanced at Quinn with a smirk "You down with that Q?"

Quinn nodded numbly in response. Santana shifted onto her knees and moved forward until she was straddling Quinn's lap. She moved her lips to Quinn's neck and didn't fail to miss the sharp intake of breath. She placed a slightly deeper kiss in the same location but she didn't gain the same reaction. With a thoughtful hum Santana traced her lips up the blonde's neck towards her jaw. She stopped for a moment to place a barely there kiss on Quinn's lips, causing her to tense slightly. Santana ignored it however and went back to what she was doing; trailing soft kisses up Quinn's jaw to her ear. She tenderly drew the other girl's earlobe into her mouth and grinned triumphantly when Quinn whimpered and grasped onto her "Found it…"

"Y-you only found one." Quinn pointed out shakily.

Santana smirked and subtly slipped her hand under Quinn's shirt, allowing it to trail up and down her stomach.

Quinn gasped at the action and arched closer "Fuck Santana…"

Santana chuckled as she lightly bit down on Quinn's ear "I bet you'd like that, wouldn't you? Fucking me I mean…" she flicked her tongue out across Quinn's ear to sooth the bite.

Quinn whimpered at the sensation and tightened her grip on the Latina sitting atop her.

"Time's up!" Santana declared, reluctantly pulling back. She gave a dazed looking Quinn a quick kiss before moving back to her seat next to Brittany. She glanced over at Rachel and grinned when she noticed the slightly desperate expression on her face "Feeling a bit antsy over there Rach?"

Rachel shook her head numbly though her fingers were visibly twitching at her side. Santana shot Brittany a meaningful look before turning her attention back to Quinn "Q? Snap out of it, it's your turn."

"Huh?" Quinn shook her head, snapping out of her arousal induced haze "My turn? Oh…right. Where's the dice?"

"Die." Rachel corrected automatically.

"Whatever…Die is a stupid word for a dice." Santana rolled her eyes and picked the die up from the floor "Here." She held it out to Quinn and waited patiently for her to take it.

Quinn reached forward and took the die with a quickly mumbled "Thanks." She shook it in her hand before proceeding to throw it.

"Truth!" Brittany declared brightly.

Rachel shakily grabbed a card from the appropriate pile "Have you ever been caught masturbating?" she whimpered slightly at the visual image and quickly slapped a hand over her mouth.

"No." Quinn answered simply.

Rachel idly threw the dice "…Dare."

Quinn picked up a dare card and read it out "Kiss the person to your left on the neck so much that it causes a hickey, then let the other person give you one as well."

Rachel looked slightly unsure as she glanced at Brittany but when the blonde in question gave her a reassuring nod, she moved hesitantly forward. When she finally reached her she looked unsure as to what to do so Brittany pulled her into her lap with a soft laugh.

"Go for it."

With that reassurance Rachel leaned forward and placed a light kiss on Brittany's pulse point.

"You need to be rougher." Brittany guided her huskily.

Rachel felt a throb between her legs at the tone but she lowered her lips to Brittany's neck and allowed them to part as she lingered on Brittany's pulse point.

"More." Brittany ordered, moving her hand to Rachel's hair "You need…" her words caught in her throat when Rachel sucked hard causing her hips to instinctively arch "L-like that." She felt a slight nip to her throat before Rachel pulled back, her eyes black with desire.

"Is that okay?"

Brittany nodded in response as her hand lifted to the damp spot on her neck "That was good."

"You have to do her." Quinn pointed out causing all eyes to land on her "I mean…you have to give her a hickey. It says on the card."

Brittany waited for a nod of permission before she brushed Rachel's hair out of the way and ducked forward to lightly kiss her revealed neck. She placed a few light pecks there before lightly sucking on Rachel's pulse point. She bit down solidly before swiping her tongue across the affected area. She grinned knowingly when she felt Rachel jerk slightly underneath her hands. Brittany pulled back with an audible pop and released her hold on Rachel "Done."

Rachel sighed and moved back to her position between Quinn and Brittany.

"This is slow." Santana announced with a purposeful glance towards Brittany "We should speed it up by doing dual truths or dares…Britt and I will start."

Quinn nodded along and Rachel was too busy shifting uncomfortably to argue with the decision.

Brittany picked up the dice and rolled it "…Dare."

Santana grinned triumphantly and picked up a dare card "Feel how wet the person to your right is." Without missing a beat she picked up a card of her own and read it out "Kiss the person to your left…that works perfectly. Britt, you can go first."

"Brittany, I'm not sure if that's a good idea." Rachel admitted in a voice that was at least two octaves higher than usual as she watched Brittany slide closer "I'm afraid that the slightest pressure right now cou…"

"Relax." Brittany whispered as she slid her hand up Rachel's skirt "I'll be gentle…I promise." She waited for a nod before moving her hand further up. She lingered at the edge of Rachel's panties before slipping her fingers underneath. She sucked in a breath at the first contact as her fingers were instantly soaked "God, you're so wet…"

Rachel cried out as Brittany's fingers slipped through wet heat "B-Brittany!"

Brittany shifted slightly so that she was straddling Rachel's lap and ran a finger slowly over her clit, causing the brunette to moan loudly.

"Please…" Rachel whimpered as Brittany began to draw slow deliberate circles around her clit "Britt…"

"You like that, right?"

Quinn jumped slightly as Santana whispered something in her ear. She had been watching the scene playing out with rapt fascination so she hadn't notice Santana slide closer "I-I…Um…"

"That would be a yes." Santana chuckled before she moved so that she was sitting in front of Quinn. She waited until the blonde made eye contact before leaning forward to kiss her hungrily. Quinn yanked Santana close and slipped her tongue almost aggressively into the other girls' mouth, eliciting a soft moan. Santana pulled back breathlessly after a moment "I believe that's my dare over with…so it's your turn." She reached randomly behind her and grabbed a card which she proceeded to bring to eye level "It's getting hot in here…so take off all your clothes."

Quinn didn't need any more encouragement as she grabbed a handful of Santana's shirt and pulled her back into a passionate kiss. Santana squeaked slightly at the sudden movement but she quickly returned the kiss. Her hands slipped down to grasp Quinn's shirt and she pulled it roughly up and over the other girl's head "Fuck, you have no idea how long I've wanted to do this…" she muttered before she began to place wet kisses down Quinn's chest towards her breasts. The blonde moaned loudly as Santana sucked a nipple into her mouth.

"Fuck…San…"

"I'm getting there." Santana mumbled before she cupped Quinn over her light blue shorts. The blonde startled slightly at the contact and she instinctively began to grind against Santana's hand, low moans escaping her.

"Please..."Quinn muttered, screwing her eyes shut against the tension building up inside of her.

"Please what?" Santana demanded slowing the movement of her hand by a fraction.

Quinn looked down and made eye contact with the fiery Latina "Fuck me…"

Santana's eyes darkened more than Quinn thought possible and a moment later the blue shorts were practically ripped from her body to be replaced by Santana's lips and tongue "Oh fuck…yes, yes, yes…" she hissed out as Santana licked the entire length of her slit "Fuck…More, San." She threaded her hand through the Latina's dark hair in an attempt to guide the movement of her head. She arched upward when she felt lips wrap around her clit "San…" she gripped the Latina tighter and a moment later she cried out when she felt Santana's tongue slide into her "Oh fuck…" movement to her left caught her attention and she glanced over only to see Rachel pinned against the floor by Brittany. The brunette was clearly close to coming as she was clutching Brittany desperately. The sight combined with the sensation of Santana's tongue thrusting in and out of her was enough to send her over the edge. Her orgasm washed over her stronger than ever before, tearing Santana's name from her lips. The intensity of the sensation caused her world to turn semi black and the next thing she was aware of Santana was pressed against her side, breathing heavily. Quinn turned her head and planted a soft kiss on the panting Latina's lips.

"Bedroom?" Santana questioned glancing over at Brittany and Rachel who were in a similar position to herself and Quinn.

"Bedroom." Rachel confirmed breathlessly.

The foursome lay still for a few moments, trying in vain to regain their breath before they were able to move themselves upstairs to Brittany's bedroom.

THE END