A/N: This was supposed to be super smutty, but it came out a smut/fluff hybrid, so I'd say it's smuffy. This is my first fic and I have no idea what the eff I'm doing. I might turn this into something longer so please comment and review! I want to get better at this. Enjoy!
Moment of honesty
Someone's gotta take the lead tonight
Who's it gonna be?
I'm gonna sit right here
And tell you all that comes to me
If you have something to say
You should say it right now
You should say it right now
You ready?
Quinn Fabray awoke to the crashing sound of thunder. The storm the newscasters had been warning about had finally arrived. Bolts of lightning lit up the sky. Rolls of thunder rippled through the atmosphere. Drops of rain, like bullets, pummeled the shingles on the roof. It was going to be a big one.
Quinn had been living with her friend Mercedes Jones for a month now. The Jones' had been wonderful and very welcoming. They did everything in their power to make sure that she was comfortable and treated her like their own. Over the few short weeks, Quinn had become very close to the Joneses and viewed them as her extended family. They were nothing like her own. Diane and Charles Jones adored Mercedes and supported their daughter, imperfections be damned.
The Fabrays emphasized excellence and left very little room for mistakes. Over the years, Quinn had grown used to being in the shadow of her older sister. Fran was the definition of perfection and her parents had fawned over her for most of Quinn's life. For as long as she could remember, she'd tried to be more like Frannie only to fail miserably every time. Her grades were never good enough. Her body was never enough. She was too sensitive. She wasn't as accomplished. It was tiring, always trying to live up to her family's impossible expectations. Quinn felt as though she were in a perpetual race to perfection, but no matter what she did, she always got left in the dust. In the end, her sister was always praised and remained firmly standing on her pedestal as the standard of perfection while Quinn looked on, cast aside in the shadows. Getting pregnant in high school out of wedlock officially labelled her the black sheep of the family and got her promptly kicked out. She'd cycled through a myriad of emotions and bounced from house to house before finally finding solace at Mercedes'. Her whole life, Quinn craved acceptance and finally being a part of a family that placed more value on love and caring for one another rather than perfection was refreshing.
Wiping her eyes, Quinn stretched her arms high above her head before letting out an audible yawn. She'd been more tired than usual. She was six months pregnant and carrying a baby around 24/7 often left her sore and spent. She peeled the covers off her frame and swung her legs over the edge of the bed. Slowly and carefully getting onto her feet she waddled over to the door to find the light switch. She flicked the switch on but the room remained dark.
"Crap.. looks like the power's out", she sighed. Letting out another yawn, she decided to head over to Mercedes' room.
The Jones' owned a large farmhouse complete with three standard bedrooms and a large master bedroom. Quinn had been staying in Mercedes' brother's room which was located in the attic. It was very spacious but cozy. The sloping walls were a warm, wooden mahogany complete with a wide skylight window directly over the cushy bed in the center of the room. There were two bookshelves which were embedded into the walls as well as a plush beige couch in the far corner of the room. A small bathroom was located on the right. It felt very cabin like, like her room at her parent's ski lodge. She'd appreciated the room when she first got it because it had been quiet and isolated. It was almost like she had her own suite. Though liberating, it was also quite lonely so for the first few nights, Quinn asked Mercedes to stay upstairs with her and she happily obliged. The following weeks, Mercedes gave Quinn her space, but Quinn really wish she hadn't.
Quinn had grown very attached to her friend. She enjoyed spending time with Mercedes because she could always be herself. Mercedes had been more than a friend to her. She'd been both like a mother and a sister, two things Quin never really had at home. She'd told her jokes and comforted her on her worst days and she'd sang her to sleep whenever she missed her family. They talked about everything- from Mr. Shue and Ms. Pillsbury's unresolved sexual chemistry, to Rachel's daily antics, and her relationships with Finn and Puck. Mercedes never judged her, but she also called her out on her bullshit when need be. She'd been her rock, during the toughest time in her life and she'd also quickly become the most important person in Quinn's life. It may be the pregnancy hormones, or something else she wasn't sure of, but Quinn was fairly certain she was falling for her. She missed having the late night talks they had the first few nights she'd slept over. She missed listening to Mercedes' soft snoring as she slept. Quinn constantly found herself craving Mercedes' presence, and right now, she really needed to find her.
Stepping down the stairs, Quinn found herself in a large hallway. Mercedes' room was the first door on her right. Quinn hesitated before lightly knocking on the door. Nothing. Knocking a little louder, she tried again. After no response, she turned around, disappointed and started heading back up the stairs. She'd just climbed back into bed when she heard a faint, uncertain knock on her door.
"Come in" she said hesitantly, squinting into the darkness.
The door slowly creaked open and to her surprise, Mercedes peaked her head into the room.
"I thought you were sleeping" Quinn started, confused. "When you didn't answer your door..."
Slipping into the room, Mercedes replied, "I was but then you left before I could answer."
"Oh really?" Quinn asked.
Mercedes nodded.
"You couldn't keep up with me? I'm pregnant. It took me at least five minutes to make it back here Mercedes."
Mercedes let out a soft chuckle.
"Oh so my struggle is funny to you?" Quinn replied, her eyes sparkling with humor.
"No, it's just... I had to put some clothes on. I was sleeping naked..." Mercedes finished sheepishly.
Quinn's mouth slightly opened as she raised her left eyebrow. She opened and closed her mouth a few times before swallowing, her cheeks becoming a faint shade of pink.
"Oh wow, Mercedes…I had no idea. I was going to just open the door," Quinn giggled nervously.
"It's cool. It's just us girls," Mercedes shrugged, smiling.
"Right...just us girls," Quinn repeated before clearing her throat.
"Did you need me for something?," Mercedes asked.
"Oh if you only knew…," Quinn mumbled, fidgeting with the bedspread. Her thoughts flew to images of Mercedes' voluptuous chocolate frame. Her heart started pitter pattering as she envisioned her friend's wide hips, her plump behind and her generous chest, fully exposed.
"Huh?" Mercedes replied.
"Umm... my back. It's killing me. I thought maybe you'd give me a massage again." Quinn turned around, facing away from Mercedes.
"Oh... sure."
Mercedes moved towards the bed, stepping into the faint light of the moon. Quinn shivered when she felt the bed dip and her heart beat sped up as Mercedes crawled across the bed to reach her. She's so close. Quinn gulped audibly and braced herself in anticipation of her friend's touch. Her rigid shoulders instantly relaxed when she felt Mercedes' warm hands on her back. Mercedes gracefully trailed her palms up Quinn's back and began to slowly knead her fingers into Quinn's shoulders. Quinn sighed deeply as Mercedes reached lower and rubbed her thumbs in small circles below her shoulder blades. Letting out a soft moan, Quinn closed her eyes.
She thought about the last time Mercedes gave her a massage. Her soft hands carefully pressing into her shoulder blades, running up and down her slender spine. Being pregnant had made Quinn hypersensitive to her touch and the experience had been heavenly. The hormones from her pregnancy had also made her incredibly horny so after Mercedes had fallen asleep that night, Quinn took it upon herself to shamelessly relieve the throbbing ache between her legs. It was one of the best nights of sleep she'd had in a long time.
Mercedes slipped her hands up and under Quinn's T-shirt and trailed them up to her shoulders once more, adding pressure to her upper back, kneading and softly pounding a rhythm onto her bare shoulder blades. She softly caressed Quinn's muscles, trailing her expert hands up and down the length of her friend's back. She made sure to address all areas, smoothing out the rigidity and relieving all of Quinn's built up tension, one pound at a time, like she'd done so many times before.
The sensation of touch had started to build up to the point where it was driving Quinn crazy. She simply couldn't take it any longer. Her breathing became hitched as she managed to choke out, "Mercedes... I need you. I need you to touch me."
The pounding stopped.
"You... what?"
Quinn tilted her head back towards Mercedes. Her cheeks were scarlet but she could not let it go. She turned around and pointedly looked Mercedes in the eyes. Reaching out, she gently took Mercedes' hand.
"I need you to touch me...here", she said as she placed Mercedes' hand on her chest. Her heart was pounding so hard, she wondered if Mercedes could hear it. If she could feel it. Mercedes looked at her with uncertainty.
Shit! Now you've done it Quinn. Mercedes doesn't feel the same way...
Dropping her hand and closing her eyes tightly, Quinn began to apologize but was quickly cut
off when Mercedes' soft lips landed on hers. Quinn's eyes popped open, taken completely by surprise. But they slowly fluttered closed again as she began to kiss Mercedes back. Her full lips were warm and tasted slightly like mangos. It was intoxicating.
Breaking the kiss, Quinn looked Mercedes in the eyes. She didn't understand. Where were all of these feelings coming from? She didn't want to stop what they were doing, but she needed to know.
"I thought you'd be a little less, into this..." Quinn began.
"I know", Mercedes chuckled softly, looking down at her hands before continuing. "It's jus- I-I heard you last time..."
Quinn's cheeks were flaming again.
OH. MY. GOD.
"I didn't know what to think that night, but I've had a lot of time to think about things. To think about you. I-I can't explain it, but I feel connected to you. I have for a while, Q. And, I don't know what this is, but it feels right." Mercedes finished, shyly looking up at Quinn. "Oh my, Quinn... please don't cry".
Mercedes reached out and wiped the tears that had slid down Quinn's cheeks. Between sniffles, Quinn smiled faintly.
"You don't know how long I've waited to hear you say that, 'Cedes. You mean the world to me".
With that she took Mercedes' small hand again and brought it to her lips. She lightly kissed the back of it before lowering it and gently squeezing. Leaning forward their lips met once more. Mercedes returned the kiss as she snaked her arm around her friend's expanded waist, pulling her closer. Her other hand roamed lower and rested on Quinn's behind.
"You have a great ass, Q" Mercedes whispered against Quinn's lips.
"I've got nothing on yours," Quinn breathed, moving both of her hands to caress Mercedes' generous behind. She smacked it hard generating a startled moan from Mercedes. She smiled and began rubbing soft circles to soothe the sting. She kissed her again before using her tongue to trace Mercedes' jawline, alternating between a kiss, a lick and a suck. She began sucking on Mercedes' neck. Her fingers played with the waistband of Mercedes' pajama shorts before she slipped both hands inside. As she clutched her friend's bare behind, her heart pounded in her chest. Mercedes shifted slightly away from her.
"I-I've never had sex with a girl before Quinn..."
"Me neither," Quinn admitted.
"I've never had sex with... anyone," Mercedes whispered.
Quinn's green eyes opened wide.
"Oh... I-I didn't know that. Look, Mercedes, we don't have to do anything if you don't want to. I wouldn't want you to be uncomfortable..."
Quinn prayed Mercedes wouldn't change her mind. Not now. Not when she'd finally heard about her feelings for her. Not when they'd finally kissed. Not when her body was craving her oh so desperately. She needed Mercedes. But most importantly, she needed her to need her back.
"I'm not uncomfortable. I'm just nervous." Mercedes looked down at her hands again.
Quinn placed her index finger on Mercedes' chin, tilting her head up. When they made eye contact she softly spoke, "There is nothing for you to be nervous about. We won't go any further than you want to. I just need to know, do you want this?"
Mercedes took in her friend's expression of concern. She knew Quinn. She knew about all her insecurities. She knew her worst fears. She was her best friend. Her sister. Quinn spoke those words with confidence and conviction but Mercedes knew her well enough to know it was a ruse. She was nervous too. She'd seen how Quinn had looked at her. She caught her glancing at her longingly several times. She noticed but she ignored it because in her mind there was just no way. No way Quinn Fabray thought of her that way. As they spent more time together, Mercedes became more aware of the possibility of something being there but still wasn't completely convinced. It wasn't until the night she heard her that she knew for sure. This wasn't just a game for Quinn. She heard it in her voice whenever they spoke and she saw it her eyes, now as they stared back at her expectantly. Quinn was ready to take their friendship to the next level and finally Mercedes was too.
"I do. I want this. Do you?"
"More than you know," Quinn replied in a husky whisper.
With that Mercedes leaned forward and helped Quinn out of her shirt. Quinn removed Mercedes' shorts and underwear in a quick motion. Mercedes pulled off Quinn's pants and her eyes surveyed Quinn's slender frame and baby bump.
"You're so beautiful, Q," Mercedes whispered as she gently caressed Quinn's stomach. She leaned forward and kissed it gently. Carefully positioning herself on top of Quinn, Mercedes moved so that she was now straddling her very pregnant friend.
"Does this hurt?" she asked cautiously, afraid to put her full weight down.
"Not at all," Quinn smiled. "Come here"
Mercedes leaned forward, connecting her lips with Quinn's. They drank each other in, hungry for the affection that they each craved, happy to finally find it in each other. Quinn parted her lips to grant Mercedes' tongue entrance. Their tongues intertwined as they got acquainted. Quinn let her hands roam all over Mercedes' body as she pulled her closer… and closer… She couldn't believe it. She was kissing Mercedes and Mercedes was kissing her back. This was real.
Quinn's entire body was tingling. Her heart was racing, aflame with desire.
She'd only had one sexual experience before, with Noah Puckerman, the father of her unborn child. It was nice, but Quinn had always imagined her first time to be a little more romantic. She'd imagined that in giving herself completely and unabashedly to another, that they'd be doing the same and that the experience would be a novelty that they shared with each other. Her time with Noah was far from romantic. It was lustful, yes, but it was also drunken and to be completely honest, Quinn didn't remember most of it. She'd been numb the entire time. She was shrouded with insecurity that night and Noah's pleasant words had been her kryptonite. He said she was his perfect thing. She'd never been anyone's perfect thing. Never. He knew that and he'd used it to his advantage. Quinn didn't love him. She loved what he was saying to her. She didn't need him. She needed what he was offering her. Affection. The feeling of being needed, of being loved. But he didn't love her and how could he? She wasn't his first, so sex meant absolutely nothing to him. This she knew. She knew she could blame him for manipulating her at her weakest, but she also knew she wouldn't be being completely honest. Part of her did want him that night but once it was over, all she felt was guilt and regret. Quinn had always wanted her first time to be with someone she loved. But she was never going to get her first time back. But maybe, just maybe, she was finally finding love.
Sex with Noah was lust, but this she was quite certain was love. She needed Mercedes, desperately. She needed her so much closer.
"Am I doing okay?"
"This is incredible. You're doing amazing Mercedes," Quinn replied breathlessly "Please, I need more of you".
Mercedes took the hint, bringing her lips to Quinn's chin… to her neck…to her collar bone. When she reached Quinn's chest, she cupped her breasts, running her fingers over her Quinn's nipples. Quinn let out a slow hiss and Mercedes met her eyes and smirked, teasing her before lowering her head to take Quinn's erect left nipple into her mouth. When Mercedes' lips met her chest, Quinn's back arched in pleasure. Noting Quinn's arousal Mercedes gently suckled on the pebble, using her tongue to slowly circle the nipple before moving to the right and blessing it with the same treatment. She made sure to give each breast careful and equal attention. At this point, Quinn's entire body was aflame and goosebumps rose on her arms. She moaned softly as she ran her fingers through Mercedes' hair.
"Ugh, 'Cedes that feels amazing...please don't stop."
With her sexual confidence enhanced, Mercedes trailed her tongue down to the edge of her friend's underwear. Quinn inhaled deeply before letting out a soft cry. "Mercedes, I need you to touch me! Please...please touch me!" Quinn reached out and guided Mercedes' hand to her sticky core. When Mercedes' fingers landed on her crotch, Quinn moaned.
"Wow, Q. You're so sensitive"
"It's the pregnancy. My sensitivity to touch has been heighten- ughh"
Mercedes had pulled the underwear away from her dripping core and used her thumb to rub slow, painfully teasing circles into Quinn's clit.
"Oh my God Quinn. You're so wet".
Mercedes began slowly sliding her middle finger up and down Quinn's center. Quinn's back arched slightly. Mercedes removed the underwear before placing a finger into Quinn's sex and lowered her head to taste her friend. She hesitated before slowly flicking her tongue on Quinn's clit. The whimper that escaped Quinn's lips told Mercedes all she needed to know, so she adding another finger and began pumping in and out of her friend's center at a moderate rhythm.
"Oh god, yes...faster," Quinn moaned.
Mercedes happily obliged and increased both speed and pressure. Her tongue began to work faster as she licked and sucked mercilessly on Quinn's clit. Quinn's legs tightened around Mercedes' head as she reached closer and closer to her edge. Reaching up with her free hand, Mercedes clutched one of Quinn's breasts and squeezed. Quinn bit down on her pillow to stifle her moans. Despite the noise from the storm outside, she was cautious of the fact that Mr. and Mrs. Jones were only a floor away.
Quinn began to thrust her pelvis in rhythm with Mercedes' fingers. In and out. In and out. The pressure between her legs was starting to become unbearable so Quinn reached down to help Mercedes out. She needed a release now. She started to use her middle finger to rub her clit while Mercedes pumped and licked, but Mercedes would have none of that. She removed Quinn's fingers and latched her plump lips onto Quinn's button and suckled hard, pumping fiercely until Quinn went completely over her edge. Her hips bucked as orgasm overtook her, back fully arched. Mercedes released her clit with a soft pop and used her thumb to slowly rub circles into it as Quinn came down from her high. Slowly removing her fingers from Quinn's center, Mercedes brought it to her lips and pulled herself up and over Quinn so they could hungrily share her juices.
Collapsing beside her friend and kissing her softly on the cheek Mercedes asked, "Was I good?"
Turning towards Mercedes and staring at her friend with bedroom eyes, Quinn raised an eyebrow before replying, "For a virgin, that was amazing."
"Thanks," Mercedes chuckled. "Was it what you expected?"
"No."
"No?" Mercedes smile began to fade.
"No… it was better" Quinn smiled, reaching out to caress Mercedes' cheek. She placed a few stray strands of Mercedes' hair behind her ear.
"Really?" Mercedes' smile returned.
"Really." She ran fingers over Mercedes' soft lips.
Mercedes gently kissed them, before leaning over and kissing her on the forehead. "Good."
"But..."
"But, what?" Mercedes asked, confused and worried.
"It's your turn." Smiling mischieviously, Quinn adjusted the pillows behind her. "Sit on my face."
Mercedes' face grew warm. "Whaaatt?"
Quinn smirked wickedly before moving her body closer to the foot of the bed. Slowly she beckoned Mercedes over with her index finger. "Get over here."
Mercedes hesitated before obeying. She was feeling self-conscious again.
"Come on..." Quinn prompted.
On her knees, she crawled over to Quinn.
"Good girl. Now swing your leg over..."
Mercedes obeyed. She placed her hands on the headboard and slowly started to lower herself onto Quinn's face.
Quinn closed her eyes and inhaled deeply, breathing in the scent of Mercedes' arousal. She was so close to her face but not close enough. She looped her arms around Mercedes' thighs and pulled her down and quickly got acquainted with Mercedes' other lips. She was about to rock Mercedes' world.
She flattened her tongue and ran it painfully, slow down the center of Mercedes' core. Mercedes shivered and tightly gripped the headboard. Smiling against her crotch, Quinn repeated the action, even slower, knowing exactly what she was doing to her friend. She'd waited so long for this moment. She'd imagined it so many times before and now, here they were. Mercedes let out a labored hiss. She'd never felt anything like this before. After a few more licks, Quinn thought Mercedes was finally ready for more. Puckering her lips, she kissed Mercedes' center before stiffening her tongue and running quick circles around Mercedes' clit. Mercedes began to rock her hips in time with Quinn's tongue. She thought she was going to lose her mind.
"Ugh, Quinn... that feels sooo good," she choked out.
"Mmmm...," Quinn hummed against her clit before roughly taking it into her mouth and suckling on the button.
Mercedes gasped and continued to ride Quinn's mouth. Wanting to share in her friend's pleasure, Quinn reached down between her legs and began to rub her own clit. She lapped and rubbed and sucked and fucked Mercedes and herself simultaneously until they were both on the brink of orgasm. "Quinnnnnn..." Mercedes hissed, her legs shaking as she came.
Quinn groaned as her body was also overcome with pleasure. She gripped Mercedes' thighs with both hands again and lapped up the moisture between her legs before letting her move. Mercedes slid down Quinn's frame until they were at eye level. She leaned down, kissing her friend."Damn... Quinn, that was-just, wow," she whispered.
Quinn smiled before bringing her lips back to Mercedes'. She swung her legs over Mercedes' hips and pulled her body onto hers, running her hands up and down her sides. "You have no idea how long I've waited for this," she whispered against her lips. She brushed Mercedes' hair from her face and caressed her cheek with her thumb. Mercedes closed her eyes and leaned into her touch. Quinn smiled. She's so beautiful.
"We're not done yet love." Mercedes' eyes popped open. Quinn's eyes were sparkling. She looped her finger through Mercedes' tank strap and moved a hand to palm her friend's bountiful chest. "I never got to play with these." Mercedes felt her cheeks grow warm.
Quinn released her from her legs. "Lay back on the pillow," she instructed.
Mercedes began to lay back before Quinn stopped her. "Wait. Let's get this off first."
Quinn picked herself up and began tugging at Mercedes' tank. Mercedes helped her pull it over her head before laying onto her back. Quinn admired the sight before her. Her friend's supple chest. Her perky nipples. Her dripping core. She wanted to take her time, like Mercedes had done with her, but she couldn't help herself. She licked her lips before latching them onto one of Mercedes' nipples. Mercedes moaned softly at the contact. Quinn gripped both breasts in her hands and moved her head between the two licking, kissing, and sucking the solid pebbles. She nuzzled her nose between her breasts, breathing in Mercedes' natural scent. It was intoxicating. Better than anything she'd ever imagined in the past. She looked up at Mercedes who had her eyes tightly shut and smirked as a wicked thought came to her. She released Mercedes' nipple with a pop and brought her index and middle fingers to her lips. Mercedes' eyes had opened and she met Quinn's eyes with a questioning look. Quinn raised a teasing eyebrow as she slowly took her fingers out of her mouth and lowered them to Mercedes' center. Mercedes tightened her legs around Quinn's arm as she rubbed quick circles into her clit. She closed her eyes and moaned as Quinn sped up the motion. She opened her eyes when Quinn suddenly stopped.
"Sit up," Quinn commanded.
Mercedes obliged as Quinn positioned her right leg over Mercedes' left thigh and her left leg under Mercedes' right thigh. She brought her center to Mercedes' and exhaled deeply when they finally touched. "'Cedes, lay back." When she did, Quinn began to slowly grind her pelvis into Mercedes'. She began to pick up the pace bringing her hands to her own chest and squeezing her nipples. Mercedes' breathing became labored once more as her desire began to build up again. Quinn reached down and grabbed her friend's hands. She intertwined their fingers and held on tightly. She rubbed her pelvis up and down Mercedes' at a torturous speed as Mercedes met her thrust for thrust. She tightened her grip on Mercedes' hands as the tension behind her legs reached its breaking point.
They moaned in unison as they came. Their centers bucked and their bodies shook in the ecstacy of their love making. Quinn released Mercedes' hands as she crumpled and collapsed on top of her. Kissing her breathless friend, she lay back beside her. She turned to face Mercedes before asking, "How was that?"
"Praise" was all Mercedes could manage to say.
Quinn giggled and kissed her softly on the cheek. Mercedes closed her eyes as Quinn slowly traced the contours of her face. Quinn suddenly felt herself growing nervous. What they'd shared was incredible, but she had to be sure that Mercedes understood everything. She had to say something about how she was feeling. "Mercedes, I..I-I think I love you," Quinn blurted out.
Mercedes' eyes fluttered open and she looked pointedly into Quinn's. "I know"
"You...you do?," Quinn didn't understand.
Mercedes nodded.
"How?"
"I guess I always knew. I caught you staring at me a couple times in glee club. Then in the hallways and I wasn't sure then but, it was you that left the flowers in my locker on Valentine's Day wasn't it?"
Quinn blushed before shyly nodding.
"I knew it!" Mercedes smiled. "I guess I was ignoring it, but a part of me always knew. I didn't know how serious it was and I don't think I was really ready to find out... but I am now. I'm ready now."
Quinn smiled but inside she was screaming. SHE'S READY! She was over the moon!
"...Quinn?"
"Hmmm?"
"I uh, I think I might love you too"
Quinn's mouth fell open. SHE LOVES ME! IS THIS REAL? Tears started to fill Quinn's eyes once more.
"Awww Q, don't cry." Mercedes reached out and kissed the tears away.
Quinn took a deep breath. "Mercedes you have no idea how long I've waited to hear you say that. No idea..." She placed her arm around her friend and snuggled closer to her. They remained in each other's arms under the skylight for the remainder of the storm and for the first time, in a long time, Quinn Fabray was happy.
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Lyrics from Un-Thinkable (I'm Ready) by Alicia Keys