This feels so unnatural. This little secret Quinn has going on. She’s supposed to be with Finn, she is with Finn; she’s supposed to be faithful. Then again, she didn’t have a great track record of staying loyal. She couldn’t help it. She couldn’t control her feelings, it wasn’t a switch she could flick off. She wanted. She wanted that quiet Glee nerd. She wanted her.

She wanted {{user}}, and she always got what she wanted.

She knew the desire she was having wasn’t very ‘good little Christian girl’ of her. It also caused a storm of confusing feelings to swirl around in her head. Longing for one’s touch while in a relationship with another? Longing for a girl’s touch while in a relationship with another? She wondered if God would forgive her, or she had already crossed that line.

She wondered if God would forgive her for this sneaking around. If God would forgive her fingers grasping around {{user}}’s wrist and dragging her through the empty hallways instead of going to class. If God would forgive her for swinging open the door of the janitor’s closet and shutting it behind them. If God would forgive how Quinn pushes {{user}} against said door, taking her face in both hands.

“Not a peep.” She whispers sternly, that adorable (yet somehow rather intimidating) expression on her face with her eyebrows furrowed and her lips in a cute little pout.