"First of all, I would like to congratulate all of those who graduated yesterday. I know that you're alumni now, but today will be the last time you'll wear the William McKinley High School jersey as a team, so cherish this moment alright?" Coach Beiste said. "I want all of you to have fun out there when we play against Caramel High. Fabray, do you have anything to say?"

"We were undefeated this season, so let's not let this game dent our record even if it's a friendly. All of our friends, family and even the teachers are here to cheer us on for our last game of the season, so let's not disappoint."

"Let's go with the usual starting lineup with Peterson taking Fabray's position," Coach Beiste said.

"I won't let you down, cap. I promise."

"You better not, Lucas!" Quinn said, flashing the sophomore a smile. "You'll be taking over my position next year anyways, so keep playing like you usually do. I guarantee that we will win."

"You bet," Lucas said. "Thanks for believing in me, cap."

"Here," Quinn said, handing the captain's armband to Puck. "Put it on."

"No, Q. You're the captain of this team. Nobody other than you deserves to wear it, while you're here."

"I don't even know if I'm going to play or not. I'm not 100% match fit," Quinn said.

"It doesn't matter if you aren't match fit, Quinn. We play better when you're on the field with us, there's no denying that. You will be coming onto the pitch later on whether you like it or not."

"Fine," Quinn said. "But you're wearing the armband until I come on."

"Deal," Puck said.

The first half ended with both teams held at 1-1. Lucas scored in the early minutes of the match for the McKinley Titans, while Trevor Baxter equalized at the last minute with a nicely placed header.

The Cheerios took over the field during halftime with another one of their spectacular routines. Santana was hoisted up to the top of the pyramid, where she winked at Quinn and blew her a kiss.

"Fabray, quit drooling. You're replacing Peterson for the second half," Coach Beiste said, clearly amused at the captain's antics.

"I told you that you were going to play," Puck told the blonde while helping her put on the captain's armband.

"Thanks, Puckerman. Now let's go kick some Caramel ass," Quinn said.

"Alright!" Puck cheered as he headed out to the field.

"It looks like the McKinley Titans are going to make a change!" Jacob announced. "The McKinley captain will be coming on to replace Lucas Peterson, who scored the first goal of the match. Please clap your hands for the both of them!"

The Cheerios led the audience members in a cheer to welcome Quinn onto the field, as well as one to applaud Lucas for his efforts on the field.

"The school board of WMHS as well as Coach Shannon Beiste have decided to retire the number 10 jersey to honor the legendary McKinley captain for leading her team to four consecutive championship titles. Take pictures, because this will be the last time any member of the McKinley soccer team wears this number!"

Once Quinn stepped onto the soccer pitch, she was immediately greeted with a bunch of camera flashes. She smiled for a photo that her mother was taking before turning her head to focus on the game.

The blonde's presence on the pitch obviously sparked energy and inspiration from the rest of the McKinley players. They were quicker to the ball and their passes became more accurate, opening up more space to attack. Quinn provided the assist for Puck to smash the ball with his left foot into the goal. The boy with the Mohawk celebrated his goal by doing a front flip near the corner flag before doing a fist pump.

Unfortunately at the 70-minute mark, Finn brought down a Caramel High player with a miscalculated tackle in the penalty box, conceding a penalty kick to the opposition. West Daniels, the McKinley goalkeeper was able to block the shot, but the Caramel got it right with the rebound, tapping the ball into the right corner of the goal.

The score was still tied at 2-2 when the assistant referee held up the board to indicate that there was still 3 minutes of extra-time left in the game. Puck faked a left and was able to dribble past the Caramel center defensive midfielder. He continued to bring the ball down the field, passing the ball to Sam, who crossed it over to Quinn. The McKinley captain took advantage of the confusion between the two Caramel center backs and curled the ball into the top corner of the net, sealing the game with a 3-2 victory over Caramel High.

The home crowd roared with delight as the McKinley soccer team lifted their captain onto their shoulders and paraded around the field. The boys finally lowered Quinn on the ground so that she could lift the trophy that they had won. The blonde waved Puck over so that they could lift the trophy together. Quinn and Puck decided to kiss the trophy at the same time, making the audience cheer and clap. The rest of the team including Coach Beiste all had a chance to lift the trophy, allowing the fans to snap dozens of photos.

Quinn snuck up behind Santana and wrapped her arms around the Latina, placing the softest of kisses along her neck.

"I love you, San. Thanks for cheering me on," the blonde said.

Santana had to hold back a moan before turning around a pressing an urgent kiss to Quinn's lips.

"Congrats, babe. I knew you could do it!" the Latina said. Just wait 'till we get home so I can congratulate you properly by fucking you shitless."

"Oh god," Quinn moaned, pulling her girlfriend flush against her hips to hide the growing bulge in her pants. "I'll hold you to that."

"Oh god!" the blonde moaned when Santana sucked on her balls.

"Do you like it when I suck your big dick?" the Latina asked.

"Fuck yes!"

"Good," Santana said before attacking the blonde's dick.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!" Quinn groaned with each thrust of her penis inside Santana's mouth. "I'm going to cum, San! I'm going to cum!"

The Latina continued to deep throat the blonde until she couldn't take it anymore, exploding inside Santana's mouth.

"Your mouth is fucking glorious," Quinn told the Latina who was swallowing all of her cum.

"You taste so good, Q. I need more of you," Santana said, making Quinn's penis jump to life at those words.

"I'm so hard for you."

"Fuck me, Q!" Santana said, throwing a condom at the blonde.

Once Quinn made sure that the condom was rolled on properly, she pushed the Latina onto the bed and entered her with one clean thrust.

"Oh fuck!" Santana yelled as the blonde pounded into her at a frantic pace.

"You like it when I fuck you like this?" Quinn asked as she sucked on the Latina's pulse point.

"Yes, Q! Give it to me harder," Santana screamed.

The blonde lifted one of the Latina's legs over her shoulder, allowing herself to penetrate Santana at a different level. Quinn smiled when she found Santana's g-spot, thrusting her hips to hit that spot continuously, making the Latina throw her head back in pleasure.

"I'm so close, Quinn!" Just as those words left the Latina's mouth, Quinn felt the insides of her girlfriend's walls convulse around her dick. With a groan, the blonde emptied herself inside the condom and then proceeded to pepper kisses along Santana's face.

"I love you so much, Santana."

"Love you too," the Latina murmured.

Santana let out a sound of disappointment when Quinn lifted her hips to remove herself from the Latina. "I want to get my cuddles on."

"Don't worry," Quinn said. "I'll be right back."

The Latina sighed with content when Quinn's arms wrapped around her waist, spooning her from behind.

"Can you believe it? We're leaving this town in less than a week," the blonde said.

"I know right?" Santana said sleepily.

"Aw, I wore you out!" Quinn exclaimed proudly.

"Who's the horn dog now?" Santana replied with a smirk.

I hope you all enjoyed this chapter. I'm thinking about doing a time jump. What do you think? And is there anything that you would like to see in the future?