A/N: Here is just a little drabble that has been floating around in my head for a couple of days. It's kinky Rachel and Quinn getting it on. Several kinks will be filled in this one (if you guys want chapter 2 of course) so the warnings that are appropriate for the first chapter are: BDSM(very light so far) and nipple play. So if that's not your thing this is the time to leave There will be mistakes and my apologies for those in advance!..ENJOY!
Promise me forever
Rachel has no idea what is waiting for her. She has no idea that the recent rumors in the tabloids have driven you to near madness. You swear that if you see one more picture of her and that oaf of a guy on a cover of a magazine with the phrase: 'Yes, we are together!' printed underneath – you are going to lose your shit. It is one thing to hide your relationship but it's a whole other story when beards are involved. You know it isn't real, however that doesn't mean it doesn't upset you. It hurts when Rachel tells you that she doesn't want to come out yet because she thinks it will jeopardize her career. You can only have her fully in your shared apartment.
You love your apartment. The place holds so many shared memories like snuggling on the comfy couch, evenings filled with blushes and innocent hand holding, first kisses, sloppy kisses and eventually sex. Then of course, more sex, incredibly hot sex, experimental sex but basically just very loving and amazing sex. You really do love your apartment but on days like today it's suffocating. The way you have to let go of her hand when you open the door to let the outside world in, the way you have to control yourself when she is so incredibly adorable and all you want to do is kiss her. Every evening you hope to wake up in a world where everything is different. Where Rachel will jump into your arms when you visit her on set, so you can twirl her around and kiss her senseless. Where, when Rachel is nominated for a tony, you can sit next to her and hold her hand when they call out her name in victory.
So far, the days have not changed. Every day she leaves you behind to go to work with her stupid fake boyfriend and you are left at home, editing manuscripts. You love your work, you really do but it gives you too much alone time with your thoughts. Rachel is always on your mind and you can't shake the feeling that everything for her is much easier. That she doesn't feel the same pain you do. The thought cripples you because you love Rachel more than anything. You are going to marry her someday and have a family of brown eyed kids. Deep down you know Rachel loves you too, that she wants all that with you but the nagging feeling is still there. When a month ago Rachel's publicist, who you now absolutely despise, suggested the use of beards to get the attention away from their living arrangement, you had of course agreed. Rachel wanted to go along with it because her career was going so well. You thought you could handle it, you really did. However, now you are not sure. Not sure at all. Rachel has been showing you almost every night how much she loves you with her fingertips that glide so deliciously across your skin, her lips sucking in all the right places. You want everything with her. You want it all.
After seeing Rachel on almost every channel on tv, prancing around with that new Hollywood heartthrob, you couldn't contain the anger and the hurt you felt. You would show Rachel that you are the only one who can make her feel the way you do. Who can love her like you do. A tipping point has been reached. You are going to show her who is boss and you will show her good. You know how much Rachel likes it when you take charge and are in control of what happens in the bedroom. You feel how wet she gets every time you fuck her while you hold her hands above her hand. How her pussy clenches when you playfully spank her during your lovemaking. Today you are going to bring it to a new level. An experience she will never forget.
When Rachel said she had to go to a dinner party with the cast the Broadway show she is currently starring in, you had commented on her wardrobe options and kissed her goodbye like a good girlfriend would. Rachel had smiled and had scratched your hairline like she knows you like and then she left with a huge smile on her face and her designer clutch tucked under her arm. You had watched until you couldn't see Rachel's taillights anymore. That's when you started to prepare. You retrieved the large box of toys that Santana and Brittany had given you after you told them that you and Rachel finally got together, and emptied it on the bed. They really had gone all out and for a second you just stared at the pile of leather and silicone. You organized everything by what they are used for and then by color, which basically covered the whole bed. Then you emptied the desk and chose the objects you were going to use on Rachel that night. You hadn't actually used many toys in your relationship. A dildo and sometimes a strap-on was really all you had ever experimented with. It wasn't that it wasn't pleasurable when you used toys but Rachel always wanted to make love and was more of a sensual person than a let's fuck hard and dirty one. Tonight would hopefully change that. When you had the desk filled with the desired objects you cleared out the bed and went downstairs for a light dinner and bad reality shows. Rachel would text you when she left the restaurant and you would prepare the last things then.
The actual text came about 3 hours later so you grabbed some ice from the freezer and put it in a bucket. You rushed upstairs and had stripped naked. You put on red lace panties, an old warbler tie that you know Rachel loves and your best fuck me heels. Turning on some candles around the room, you can hear a car pulling up so you dim the lights and stand in the middle of the room. The sound of keys rattling near the door signal Rachel's proximity and for a second you are nervous. Nervous that she will refuse you and will tell you to stop but the front door opens and there is no turning back.
'Quinn?' Her voice is loud in the quiet apartment but you don't make a sound. You can hear her footsteps go to the kitchen and back and you know that they will come to you eventually. When they do, Rachel stops at the door and looks at you questioningly.
'Come in and close the door behind you.' Your voice is sharp and clipped but you don't care. Rachel, probably in shock, obeys your command and you watch as she puts her clutch on the chair next to the door.
'What's all this about?' The question is no louder than a whisper and you smile at her mockingly. Closing the gap between you two you grab her jaw in one hand gently.
'Rachel, baby, you can't expect me to just go along with this whole sham you are involved in? To just accept the fact that you prance around town with that loser of a co-star, huh? No, no Rach, it doesn't work that way. You are mine and I think you need a reminder.' You tighten your hold on her jaw and while you stare into those beautiful brown orbs of your girlfriend, they change and darken with lust. Rachel nods – or attempts to with the hold your hand still covering her jaw. You kiss her deeply then because you need the connection, you need the confidence boost to allow you to keep going with this. Rachel deepens the kiss almost immediately and you force yourself to pull away because you have to be in control tonight.
'Strip.'
Rachel starts to unbutton her blouse but it is taking too long.
'Faster.' The words are said harshly and a part of you feels bad. The bigger part though, feels powerful and like you matter – like Rachel really does need you.
Her hands are already trembling and you know that your stare makes her nervous. You don't move away though and stand right in front of her until she is only in her bra and panties. She is looking at you with wide eyes and you have to stop yourself from kissing her again. It's serious now. It's time to make her yours again.
'That will do for now. Get on the bed, on your knees.' Your voice is commanding but you try to not sound hostile. You don't want to scare her, you just want to love her. Rachel nods and gets on the bed silently. She places her knees a fraction apart and looks at you questioningly.
'Perfect. Now wait here.' You leave the room and close the door behind you. You sigh deeply and make your way to the guest bedroom where you put the strap-on on and take the leather whip in your hand. You don't actually plan on using that particular whip but seeing the look on Rachel's face when you take it back into the room should be enough. It's a very thin whip with only a small flap of leather at the tip. You know that in the other room, Rachel is probably doubting herself. Should she move or stay put like you said? What is going to happen? Why?
This is all part of your plan though. You want to leave her alone for long enough so she can see the toys on the desk, to think about what might or might not happen tonight. However, the break from the room also gives you time to, besides putting on the strap on, also mentally prepare yourself. You have her on her knees on your bed and that thought alone causes you to be dripping wet.
Once the strap on is in place and you feel confident enough to go back into the bedroom you turn the door knob and step inside. Rachel's small gasp of surprise is like music to your eyes and you smile wickedly at her. Her eyes are switching from the silicone between your legs and the whip wielding hand.
'Like what you see, baby?' Rachel has a dazed expression on her face and the only way you know that she even heard you is because of an imperceptive nod. You stroke the strap on casually with your free hand and Rachel's eyes follow the movement like a hawk. Walking up to the bed you twirl the whip with your fingers and land it harshly on the mattress in front of Rachel. The whacking sound snaps her out of her daze and she can't stop the little jump that makes her look incredibly adorable. You slide the tip of the whip across the bed sheets until it touches her left knee.
'Spread.' She complies instantly and her legs slide a little further apart. 'Arms up and over your head.' This time she hesitates halfway, she looks pensive with her arms halfway up. The tip of the whip gently pushes her right arm further up and she sighs while her arms continue their journey. She looks so beautiful like this. So open and completely yours to do whatever with. You stroke her cheek with the whip and slowly drag it down her body. You try to keep the touch as soft as possible and the trail of goose bumps that follow it let you know that the pressure is just right.
'You didn't think that I would just go along with it all did you?' The whip slides across the swell of a breast. 'That I would just watch as you prance around with prince charming on your arm while I'm waiting for you at home.' Across a bra covered nipple. Your eyes follow the trail as the whip slides across trembling abs. 'I don't want it anymore, Rach. It's enough. Tonight, I will show you what you have here, with me.' You look up as you slide the whip over her panties covered pussy. Your eyes meet and she gasps as you apply gentle pressure on the whip. 'Tonight is all about you and your desires. I will make you cum until you can't even see straight anymore.' You rub the whip up and down and Rachel's breaths come out in short bursts. 'If at any point you are uncomfortable with something I am doing, say Barbra, okay?' You still the whip and look at Rachel pointedly. She nods with a solemn expression on her face as a single tear slides down her cheek. Your heart clenches at the sadness expressed because of you. You slide onto the bed to sit across from her and lean your forehead against hers. Your hands cup her face as you stare into her eyes. Her face crumples as you kiss her tears away. Her hands still hang limply above her head and you bring them down so they can wrap around you.
'Baby, it's okay. I love you so much.' You kiss her softly and stroke her cheek. She sniffles against you and murmurs something unintelligible. 'Speak up, honey. I can't understand anything you're saying.' She looks up at you through wet eyelashes and takes a shuddering breath.
'I'm just so sorry. I love you so much.' The apology is followed with more sniffling and stifled sobs. 'I can't lose you Quinn, I can't.' She tightens her arms around you and you chuckle despite the seriousness of the situation.
'You could never lose me, Rach. I will always be here at home, waiting for you to come back to me.' Those are probably the most sincere words you have ever spoken and Rachel responds with another sob. You cup her sex through her panties and a sob turns into a sigh. 'However, I still need to show you that I will not accept this behavior anymore. Something has to change, baby. So remember, Barbra, yeah?' She heaves another heavy breath before she nods resolutely. You slide backwards of the bed, your heels making a loud clacking noise on the hardwood floor.
'Take off, your bra.' Rachel moves quickly and before you know it, the bra flies through the room and you are looking at her glorious breasts.
'Play with your nipples. Pinch them, squeeze them, prepare them.' You know she wants to ask what you have in mind but a strict look halts her and she swallows the question. Her hands glide over her abs and up over her breasts. She circles her areolas with two fingers before stroking the half hard peaks of her breasts. You watch, fascinated, as the peaks become stiffer until they look like they could cut glass. You tear your eyes away from the sight and turn to the desk filled with toys. Rachel's breathy sighs make your knees weak and the area between your legs throb. The nipple clamps you had in mind look menacing and it takes you a while to figure out how to change the tightness of the squeeze it will give. Once you figure it out you change it to the weakest. Rachel's nipples are incredibly sensitive and you don't want to hurt her. You check the strength on the skin between your fingers and when that doesn't hurt you decide they are okay. Walking back to the bed you hide the clamps in your hands. Rachel is rocking slightly back and fro as her hands are working her nipples.
'Look up for me, baby.' Rachel's head rolls backwards as her eyes find the ceiling. You remove her left hand and blow some cool air over her rock hard nipple. Rachel shudders and moans in the back of her throat. Her hand finds your shoulder for balance as she rocks back and forth a couple of times. You place your hand on her ribcage right under her breast to stop the movement and gently apply the clamp on the peaked nipple. Fascinated by the sight, you lean a bit closer to watch the nipple be squeezed. Rachel's hand on your shoulder tightens and she groans deeply. Moving on to the other nipple you go through the same steps. Rachel now knows what's coming and tightens her hand even more as you put the second clamp in place. She looks so hot with her nipples clamped and her chest heaving, making her breast jiggle slightly.
'You can look down now, baby.' Rachel slowly rocks her head forwards and looks down at the clamps in wonder. You cup her sex through her panties again as you lean forward and kiss her between her breasts. 'Hands behind your back.' Your command is immediately obeyed and Rachel's hand disappears from your shoulder. You leave wet sloppy kisses all round her boobs, getting closer and closer to the clamps with each round. Rachel's head is thrown back and she is moaning wantonly. When your tongue licks her areolas, she keens and arches her back against your mouth. You lick the clamp where her nipple squeezes out a bit and Rachel loses it. She shudders violently and her hands grip your shoulders as she rocks back and forth in quick succession. It takes you a second before you realize she is coming already. You have never made Rachel cum by breast play only so for a second you just look at her dumbfounded. Rachel eventually comes down from her high and blushes furiously when she catches you staring.
'That was..unexpected.' You can't really find words for what just happens so you just leave it at that as Rachel stares down at the bed, her arms now limp by her sides. You never gave her permission to move her arms, they were supposed to stay behind her back. 'Didn't I tell you to put your arms behind your back?' Rachel's head snaps up and you smile at her devilishly. You get off the bed and are back at the desk again where you choose two pairs of pink fabric lined handcuffs. 'Take off your panties.' Rachel starts to move but winches as the clamps make the change in position slightly uncomfortable. She slides the panties to the ground slowly before getting back on the bed. 'Are the clamps uncomfortable, baby?' She nods but you don't feel sorry for her. 'Don't worry, they will come off in a second. Now lay down on your back with your arms stretched out to the side.' Rachel stays silent as she gets into the required position. You can see her thighs still trembling slightly and the fact that she is still so aroused makes a drop of wetness slide down your inner thigh. You move your finger to catch it and hold it in front of Rachel's face. 'Open up.' Rachel's lips part and you slide your finger inside her mouth. She sucks immediately and your knees almost buckle at the feeling. When you are sure your finger is clean you take it out of Rachel's mouth and grab her left wrist. You make quick work of the handcuffs and Rachel is now laying immobilized in the middle of the bed.
You get up on the bed and spread her legs open wide with your hands. Her pussy is red and swollen and you can't help the soft moan that escapes your lips at the sight. 'Hmm..you are so ready for me, baby.' Rachel nods in agreement and cants her hips upwards. 'Ah ah aahh..' you sing song as you crawl higher up the bed until the strap on you are still donning is resting on Rachel's mound. Your mouth finds her neck and you suck hard, a whiny moan escapes Rachel's throat. One of your hands softly flicks at the clamp still attached to Rachel's nipples and she can't stop her hips from thrusting upwards against the strap on. You lick your way down Rachel's torso and stop at her delicious abs. You lick bite and suck until a dozen or so marks are scattered across the tout skin. Rachel is moaning nonstop and writhing under you, you are soaked yourself and you can't drag this out much longer. You need to come, soon. You lick further down until you are face to face with Rachel's centre. You flick your tongue over the engorged clit. Rachel keens and you have to hold her hips still with your hands so she doesn't throw you off. You suck hard on the little nub and wetness coats your chin. You lick down her slit and slide your tongue into the source of those delicious juices. You tongue fuck her for a minute or so before you can't take it anymore.
You sit up on your knees and drag the strap on through the abundant wetness. Once you are sure you have completely coated the silicone you gently press forward. Rachel releases a guttural moan and you have to force yourself not to slam home immediately and fuck the living daylights out of her. Once you are about halfway in, you pull out and move back in slowly. This time you bottom out completely and Rachel is just looking at you dazedly. You start moving slowly as the insert rubs your clit perfectly. The movement comes naturally and after a couple of slow thrusts you start to pick up the pace. Setting a rhythm you place your right elbow next to Rachel's head and kiss her deeply. During the kiss you pick up space and before long you are fucking her hard and fast. The sound of flesh slapping together mixed with moans, that come from you both, fills the room. While you are pounding Rachel's pussy, you take off the right nipple clamp and press down onto the nipple to rub her through the pain. Rachel arches her chest as she moans loudly and you can feel her pussy trying to clamp down on the strap on.
'Are you close, baby? Are you gonna cum on my cock?' You whisper the words into Rachel's ear, never faltering the punishing rhythm of your hips. Rachel's response comes in the form of a loud keen and as you feel your own pussy pulls with the nearness of an orgasm you take off the left nipple clamp. Rachel almost shoots off the bed as you cover the just release nipple with your mouth and press your tongue flat against it. The resistance on your 'cock' and the sounds Rachel is making tell you she is coming. Hard. A couple more thrusts send you flying as well and you snap your hips irregularly against Rachel as you ride through your orgasm.
A/N: As I said, there is a lot more to cum! (do you see what I did there? It's a pun! No? well alright..) Anyway your reviews and suggestions motivate me to write more so please take a second out of your day to tell me what you think?:) Anything you really want to see? Really don't want to see? Let me know!