𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗡𝗘𝗫𝗧 𝗦𝗧𝗘𝗣 [𝗺𝗲𝗿𝗰𝗲𝗱𝗲𝘀 𝗷𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘀]

𝟬𝟵.

Quinn groaned as Mercedes pushed her up against the wall.

She grabbed the wall for support as Mercedes began kissing her.

One hand was on Mercedes's waist and the other was in her hair.

Quinn gently pulled her curly hair as they kissed.

She could taste the strawberry lip gloss on Mercedes's lips.

Mercedes quickly broke away, wanting to go see the babies again.

She sat cross-legged on the floor near the incubator and gestured for Quinn to sit next to her.

"So what should we name the babies?" Quinn said, sliding down next to her.

She wanted some more sweet lady kisses, but Mercedes was so excited about the babies that she decided to do that later.

"Tia and Tamera," Mercedes said instantly.

"You're kidding me."

"I'm not, Sister Sister is a really good show!" Mercedes said, giggling.

"I know, you practically held me hostage and made me watch it all," Quinn said, rolling her eyes.

"But you loved it," Mercedes smirked.

"And you loved the sweet lady kisses after we watched it."

Quinn did, but she wasn't going to let Mercedes win so easily.

"Are you a moron?" she said.

"No. We are not naming our children Tia and Tamera!"

Mercedes gave her a flirty grin.

"How about now?" she said, scooting closer to Quinn and kissing her passionately.

She ran her hand along her thigh and drew small circles in it with her finger playfully.

"O-oh!~" Quinn sighed, blushing hard.

Mercedes grinned, knowing Quinn was about to beg.

She loved it when Quinn begged her.

Quinn bit at her lower lip, toes curling against the fuzzy carpet as she tried to hide the sheer delight that was bubbling up inside her.

"Okay, fine, but please, please just do--"
Mercedes smirked, knowing her little game worked.
The girls went back to Quinn's room to finish what Mercedes started.