Um...never done this before so not sure what to put.

Pairing - Rachel/Quinn

Setting - A/U. Set in the future in New York but has flashbacks sometimes to aid the storyline. Something happens to Quinn that change her and Rachel's relationship from enemies to best friends when they are 16. Some dark themes apply so tread lightly and will warn when appropriate. Their relationship does not change from friends to more until the fic recent present.

Any comments/ideas would be cool and appreciated. I already have a few chapter's written out but it would be nice to hear any thoughts.

A/N - Will start with and contain smut :)

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Chapter One

''Oh god I missed you.''

Quinn barely managed the heated whisper through the needy kisses her body taking control as she pushed her girlfriend back until she collided with the wall causing them both to huff but not separate. Their bodies were pushed up against each other and her mouth was currently trying to pour every ounce of sincerity that had been behind her words. She thought it had been tough while they had been apart but now that she had her in her arms again it really registered just how much she had missed her.

''I missed you too.''

The blonde's body set on fire as that oh so talented mouth began to work its way along her neck, kissing, nipping and licking. Before she knew it she had been turned around and now it was her pressed up against the wall. They had been in the same space for maybe 30 seconds and already her mind was fogged up and dizzy from the touches and the kisses. Her smell drove Quinn crazy and the sheer feel of her body against her own took her to heights that no one else previously had.

It had been in college that Quinn really began to accept that she wasn't the girl she had made herself out to be in high school. The secrets that she had been struggling with had overshadowed the feelings that had been directed toward other girls. They had soaked together; combining enough to confuse her to the point that she didn't know which way was up or down. Quinn had been lost and if it hadn't been for the help of her friends and the therapy she had been placed into she would never have made it.

It had been 3 months ago that she had had the mind blowing epiphany that what she felt for her best friend was a lot more than friendly love. It was actual love and it had been the smallest thing that had triggered that realisation.

She had just been sat at home curled up in her favourite armchair holding a glass of wine and watching everyone have a good time at the small party that had been taking place. A regular get together that she and her fellow Glee clubbers had tried their best to uphold for all the 8 years since high school. They all had various jobs in various places but they all tried their best to show up whenever one was going on.

Quinn had been laughing at Mercedes and Kurt who had been bickering like a married couple in the corner when she had heard Rachel laugh over by the opened patio doors that led out onto the terrace. It had been a fine day, warm and light, and the way Rachel's eyes glistened in the sun as she laughed mirthfully at something that Tina had said that obviously amused her. Quinn's breath had been stolen as Rachel had dropped her head slightly, still laughing, and her tongue had rolled across her lips as she had swept a hand through her hair. When she had looked up she had looked straight into her eyes as though she had known she was being watched.

In that very second Quinn had known that Rachel Berry, her one time bitter enemy turned saviour and friend, meant a lot more to her than a mere friend. She and Rachel had buried the hatchet a long time ago before they had even left high school. In her time of need she had chosen Rachel to turn to knowing that she would be strong enough to be honest for her.

''Two weeks is a long damn time.''

Rachel panted feeling the same heat as her girlfriend. Every fibre of her being was screaming for Quinn and she felt like she could never get enough of her. It was like the contact they shared could never be enough that they couldn't possibly get any closer.

It was technically her fault that they hadn't seen each other for two weeks. It was her that had been over in Los Angeles to record in the studio for her second album. That meant two weeks away from Quinn who was left in New York to continue filming on her show. If it had been between filming the blonde would have come along but she was the front liner, it's not like she could just take off for two weeks without a really damn good reason and they didn't think 'I miss my girlfriend of 3 months too much' would cut it.

Rachel's hands fumbled with the hem of Quinn's shirt her body literally shaking with the need and excitement that she felt. Trying to calm down a little she stopped trying to rush and just let herself go by instinct. She wrapped her fingers around the shirt and pulled it upward waiting until the last possible minute to detach her mouth from Quinn's. She shifted her weight off of the blonde's body enough to let her move forward so the material would come up and she lifted her hands up to aid in getting rid of her clothes.

It had been an eventful 3 months. From the day of the party things had changed. Quinn wasn't sure if Rachel had felt for her all along or if she had had the same realisation upon the moment that their eyes had locked, but she had definitely been able to see clearly what had been running through her eyes. They hadn't been able to take their eyes off of one another for the rest of the night, and that tension, that chemistry, and been lingering between them building and building until they had been the only people left in Quinn's apartment.

''Hey.''

Quinn turned around her heart beating in her chest harder than it had in her life. She swallowed trying to force the lump that had formed in her throat down, tried to stop her palms from sweating. She tried to keep the nerves and anticipation from her face but she didn't think she was doing a great job of it. The thought made her scoff, what a great actress she was.

''Hey.''

Her voice was as cracked as Rachel's and for a moment neither of them moved. They stood at opposite sides of the kitchen awkwardly. It was a rare day that there was any awkwardness between them, since high school they had spent almost every day together, and if they had had to be apart they would talk on the phone or continually text one another.

It seemed so obvious Quinn had talked more to Rachel about everything than any girlfriend she'd ever had. It was a trait that her past lovers had found irritating some had even demanded her to chose between them and her friend. The ratio of who won hands down was 100% in Rachel's favour. Asking someone to stop seeing their best friend was bad enough, but a relationship couldn't be formed on ultimatums either. And in the very least why would she ever chose someone else over the girl that had held her hand as she had walked her into Mr. Shuester's office to tell him what had been happening to her? Rachel had held it even tighter as they had gone to the hospital.

For one reason or another Quinn had just never realised that her relationships had always ended because she couldn't give anyone the last bit of her heart. Looking at Rachel now across the kitchen she knew it was because she had already given it to her a long time ago.

The air was heavy and thick, electric even. And it what made Rachel take the first few paces across the kitchen only for Quinn to make up the rest. They stood face to face with an inch or so between them and Quinn could see her own feelings reflected in the dark chocolate of Rachel's eyes. Eyes that had looked at her a thousand different ways but it were only now that she seemed to notice just how deep they were. Deep enough for her to fall into and never get out.

She swallowed again as her hand shakily lifted to gently stroke some of Rachel's silky brown hair out the way of her face before resting her hand on the side of her face. Her thumb instinctively moved to slide along the bottom lip of the shorter woman as she felt her hand slide onto her hip. Rachel's other hand moved up to tangle in her hair, and feeling her so close broke down whatever it was that gave her pause.

Rachel moaned into their kiss setting off a domino effect of fire in Quinn's body. Instantly she wanted to explore this new found level with the brunette, she wanted to feel her and taste her. Rachel similarly felt the same way. The ache in her chest and body for Quinn had been making itself known all afternoon. Her eyes had followed the blonde everywhere she want, studied the features on her face, the way she smiled and the way her eyes sparkled. And when those hazel gems looked at her she felt her breath hitch. She felt like Quinn was staring right into her.

It was like their mouths were fused together, like they needed the contact more than they needed air itself. It became a whirlwind of hands sweeping along bodies, their feet stumbling them around the kitchen, appliances either being knocked aside or knocked onto the floor completely smashing loudly. Quinn didn't care all she could think about was Rachel.

''Oh my god Rachel...''

Quinn's lungs practically exploded at the feel of those small but extremely talented hands caressing her body. The brunette eased them along her skin, inching upward until she made contact with her breasts through the material of her bra. The sensations were already driving Quinn nuts and the back of her head banged into the wall as she looked upward panting heavily as her eyes closed. Rachel had barely started touching her and she felt like she was ready to cum on the spot.

Rachel bit down on her girlfriend's neck hard enough to cause a reaction but not quite hard enough to leave a lasting mark as she smirked at the blonde's over stimulated reactions. Just knowing that she could make her feel so strongly so quickly made her head dizzy, it excited her. It was a trip to know the effect she could have on her lover and she loved to see her eyes darken with desire and her body quiver and shake under her control. She may have come off as Little Miss Innocent, but the real Rachel Berry had become very secured in her sexuality over the years. Quinn had too, and they both liked to flex their controlling and dominant sides every now and then. It made the sex between them very interesting that was for sure.

The shorter woman wrapped her hands around Quinn after pulling her forward and away from the wall quickly her fingers nimbly unfastening the catch of the material that separated her and those breasts that she loved so much. Quickly getting rid of the item over her shoulder the brunette didn't waste any time in taking one large mound into her hand as her mouth descended on the other.

There was a loud thud as Quinn hit the wall again groaning loudly as the arousal pulsed through her. Her back arched instinctively hands moving to tangle into Rachel's hair seeking more friction in the contact. The brunette teased her hard nipple with her tongue, sucking or flicking or biting lightly as the other palmed and squeezed her other before she switched sides doing all the same things again. Quinn had been so far gone into oblivion that she didn't even notice all that much as Rachel's mouth ascended up her body again, as those hands began to pay attention to her belt.

Before she even realised what was happening the actress had been unbuckled and her girlfriend pulled her by her jeans the short distance to the nearby bed. The blonde huffed slightly as she was pushed down onto it blindly shifting backward a little as Rachel yanked off her jeans and panties. She had been barefoot so the task was all the easier.

''You're so wet for me baby.''

Rachel's voice was low and husky and her eyes were glued to the apex between Quinn's legs that glistened in welcome. Seeing her sprawled out like this open for her to see, her chest heaving already and all wet and ready to go it made the ache between her legs all the more intense. She smiled almost predatorily as she wrapped her hands around the back of Quinn's bent knees and pulled her forward, then knelt down on the floor. She draped those wonderfully toned legs over her shoulders, and leant in.

''Oh god! Oh fuck...Rachel...''

Quinn swore that she could see fireworks already. Her hand clutched onto the bed sheet beneath her as the other wove into Rachel's hair unable to feel anything but the wild pleasure that her tongue forced through her. God she had had some good sex in her time but this? This with Rachel was so much more. It was mind blowing, earth shattering, soul splittingly fantastic. Phenomenal even fell short of what she thought sex with Rachel was like.

All the years they had spent side by side, all the times that they had stayed up late talking or Quinn had turned to her friend in the dead of night for a little bit of comfort. They would have 'sleepovers', their code really for the times that Quinn either couldn't sleep or had woken up after nightmares. It had always been Rachel that had been able to sooth her back into a steady sleep.

When they had woken up in the morning of that first night draped across one another it hadn't been awkward. It hadn't been stilted or embarrassing or regretful. It had been amazing. It had been soft and gentle and it had fit. It was as though they should have been doing this in the first place. And they had laughed as they rested there comfortably with one another talking and letting their hands feel one another until they had made love again, this time just soft and gentle and sweet.

Three months later and things had only intensified.

Rachel had missed this part of their intimacy. For a newly made couple that were very actively sexual two weeks was a very long time to be separated. She had missed Quinn in a lot of different ways even though they had been apart before when work pulled either one of them someplace else. But this time it had been like torture. They literally hadn't spent a day apart since that night. Rachel had come here to the set hung out in this very trailer while Quinn worked or hung out amongst the set to watch. Quinn similarly had gone to the theatre to be with her.

The brunette had missed the closeness and she had been craving the physical aspect of their relationship. Not just the sex but the contact too. The kisses and the hugs, the way that they would just gravitate toward one another giving each other little touches or holding hands. They were both touchy people, particularly Quinn, and they had always shared a healthy amount of contact but it was different now with this new dynamic.

''Yes...right there...god you feel good.''

Quinn's body writhed under Rachel's talented mouth, was a slave to its talent. Part of her had been surprised that Rachel possessed such power and control with her mouth and her fingers she was imaginative and astute in her sexual prowess, but then again part of her absolutely was not surprised. She had heard Rachel's exes say things about her talents in bed despite knowing that the singer didn't like to brag about it. She wasn't embarrassed; it was just supposed to be private.

''Oh fuck baby...I'm gunna cum...don't stop.''

Quinn felt that all consuming pull in the pit of her stomach that storm that Rachel never failed to elicit. It clouded over the rest of her mind, pushing all thought and sentiment out of her head. Her knuckles went white from gripping so hard onto the sheet the other still tangled in Rachel's hair as her body squirmed and writhed. She didn't even really register the fact that Rachel had to pin her hips down with her hands as she continued to wreak holy bliss with her mouth. Quinn's undoing was the thrusting tongue into her core and her body was plunged over into ultimate ecstasy.

Rachel didn't care that Quinn couldn't remain quiet. It actually thrilled her a little to think that anybody could have been passing by her quite generously spaced trailer and hear the moans and groans that finished with a long drawled out sound that was heaven to her ears. She loved hearing Quinn cry out for her, she was very vocal and Rachel was very glad about that. She enjoyed hearing her pant now as her orgasm obviously swept through her and very much enjoyed lapping up her efforts eager to taste every last part of her lover.

When she was sure that she had thoroughly seen Quinn through her orgasm Rachel placed a kiss on the blonde's sex and stood up feeling a little smug as she looked down on her girlfriend. Quinn was still sprawled out her chest heaving with a flush across her perfect honeycomb skin, eyes still closed and her expression formed in a way that Rachel knew was inspired by pleasure. She smirked crawling over Quinn's body to lean down and coax her into a deep sloppy kiss.

''That was amazing.''

Quinn confessed breathily as Rachel finally let her breathe. Her eyes finally opened and she looked at the brunette affectionately, eyes sparkling. Rachel nodded and smirked.

''Seemed like you missed me a lot.''

The smaller woman teased flashing her eyes quickly as Quinn laughed beneath her.

''I did.''

''I missed you too. I very much doubt I can even hold out as long as you just did. And that wasn't very long at all!''

Quinn laughed again; it really was pathetic at how quickly Rachel had managed to make her cum. Usually she could go for quite a while before giving in,but when Rachel set her mind to something she damn well got it done. Plus, there was the fact that they hadn't had sex for two weeks and it had felt like withdrawal.

Still she knew what Rachel was getting at and Quinn decided to give her a little relief and take advantage of her position. She trailed her hand up the singer's leg easily, earning herself a little gasp. Rachel was in a skirt and she was already open to her given that she was straddling her, so it seemed perfect.

Quinn slipped her fingers between Rachel's already soaked panties her eyes watching the brunette closely as she slid the very tips of her fingers into the awaiting wetness of velvety folds. Rachel moaned as she threw back her head the simple touch causing such a slamming effect throughout her. She was so hot and so wet and Quinn could clearly see the need that literally shook Rachel's body.

''Take your shirt off.''

The blonde ordered though not harshly. Rachel complied pulling her t-shirt up over her head and dropping it nearby. Automatically, she reached around and took her bra off probably expecting Quinn's next request. As she dropped that too she was taken by surprise, lurching forward as Quinn pushed two fingers deep inside of her, causing her.

''Oh my fucking god...fuck me.''

Quinn had every intention to do so; smirking as Rachel's jaw dropped and a small frown appeared on her forehead as her head dropped down slightly. Sometimes she would make a similar face while she was singing and now every time that Quinn saw it she got turned on. She began a steady pace thrusting into Rachel groaning lightly at how tight she was. Her thumb moved to circle her clit, getting a dramatic, elongated moan as the brunette rocked her hips against her hand.

Without warning Quinn sat up never missing a stroke but looping her arm around the small of Rachel's back as her mouth went to work on one of her nipples.

''Shit Quinn! Oh yeah...''

With the soundtrack of encouragement Quinn kept thrusting her fingers as deep as she could as her thumb caressed her clit skilfully. Her mouth switched the nipples that she toyed with, randomly licking, sucking and biting them, blowing cool air on the sensitive hard nubs from time to time. And from the gravel in Rachel's voice as she moaned the way she clung to her and moved her body against her, Quinn could tell that she was getting close.

''That's it baby, cum for me.''

As though that was what she was waiting for Rachel fell over the edge and began her release. With an overwhelming force that stole her breath and rendered her silent, Rachel was cumming hard the orgasm ripping through her entire body. If asked right then what her name was there was no way she could answer. Her orgasms with Quinn weren't just that they were phenomenal, a truly cathartic release.

Maybe it had always been coming. With Quinn realising that she was gay in college and herself having being metaphorically smacked in the face with her bisexuality, maybe they were always going to reach this point. Rachel had admittedly been a little confused about all kinds of things in high school. There had been so much going on lest of all the school politics that had initially come between her and Quinn being friends. The fact that they had both set their sights on the same boy hadn't exactly helped, either.

All that had ended however once the real problems had come to light. Quinn had managed to swallow her fear and her pride to trust her enough with the biggest secret she had and Rachel had been devoted to her ever since. The high school shit had ended and the dramatics and insignificant politics had disintegrated and given way to a friendship that was constructed of steal.

However they hadn't seen what they could have been for so long. Rachel had been seduced, by of all people, Brittney in their senior year. She was by no means a virgin by that time, she had slept with Finn, but Brittney had had something quite different and unique to show and offer her. She had never looked back had begun college knowing who she was. Quinn had followed a short time later with her realisation that she was well and truly a lesbian and even going so far as to drag Rachel with her to the LGBT at school. They had attended Julliard together and they had loved every single day of it. It had been a great time for them they had gotten to start new chapters in their lives and really move on from the school.

''You are very good at that!''

Rachel whispered breathlessly her eyes yet to open but a satisfied smirk emerging onto her face. Quinn grinned placing soft and delicate kisses along Rachel's chest between the valley of her breasts. In all honesty she would have been quite content to just remain here with Rachel if she could have.

''Well you're not too bad yourself.''

Rachel chuckled lowering her head to initiate a slower languid kiss. Her hands wove themselves into the long blonde hair enjoying the feel of the silky strands. Quinn smelt so good she smelt familiar and soft and spicy all at the same time. The taste of her mouth, the fragrance of her hair, the softness of her skin and the flecks of gold in her eyes they were all things that Rachel thought had become like drugs to her.

Quite simply she couldn't get her fill of Quinn Fabray and she knew that one of these days she would forget herself and show it in public. It wasn't the world that she worried about knowing of their relationship it was the control they would lose over the story if they did it by accident. They had to be logical about their situation. The media was always on them both anyway, they already had a unique story.

Two small town girls once self confessed enemies, both in the same Glee club moving on to Julliard together only to conquer the dreams and aspirations. Rachel Berry had made it all the way to Broadway; she had also recorded a solo album that had sold through the roof. Her face had appeared on guest spots on some TV shows, the occasional cameo in a film and even a couple of music videos. Her career seemed to be alive and breathing and she could hardly believe it sometimes.

Quinn Fabray had landed her ass in one of the hottest roles at the moment. Heading a great cast in a dark and thrilling FBI drama, she was constantly wowing her audience with her performances. She had done guest spots too and Rachel had even asked her to do a couple of songs with her on the albums. They had sung together and Quinn had sung alone at live music nights but had yet to decide if she wanted to take it any further like Rachel and actually make music. The offers were rolling in for TV and film and she too could hardly believe it.

The girls had been happy to collaborate when necessary or requested, they had done skits and interviews together and it was fun for them to work together. Rachel had once organised for Quinn to sing a duet with her on the Broadway stage when her duet partner had fallen ill. The performance had been a sensation and the bosses had convinced her to come on and cover for the duration of the ill star.

So they were definitely already considered an intriguing oddity as well as having very separate and distinct individual success they had combined success too. The good thing was that people were used to seeing them out together and they would hold hands or hug or lean in close together. It was generally accepted for their friendship so it did give them a little freedom to enjoy their relationship outside their apartment walls when they wanted to. A few friends knew as well as some of Quinn's crew on the set given that Rachel was a regular and they had caught them making out in what they thought was a deserted corner. But so far no one had told.

Rachel just knew that once someone got the scent of blood they would follow it right back to the truth and the truth would cause a surge of new interest. Interest that would probably end up digging up the coffins that they had left behind in Lima, some of the most painful memories they had, especially for Quinn.

''I can see you thinking.''

Quinn stated gently staring intently into Rachel's eyes that had deepened with her thoughts. Blinking the smaller woman focused back on the blonde.

''I was thinking about you.''

It was technically true but she didn't want to drag Quinn into a deep and meaningful conversation over making their relationship public and the possibility it would spur someone to drag up her history. Rachel was well aware that Quinn was still at work and she had to go back on set to act her sexy ass off. That kind of conversation needed to be had when she didn't have to do that.

Quinn smiled brightly as Rachel dismounted her and they flopped back onto the bed together face to face tangling their limbs together.

''Is it pathetic that I missed you so much that it felt like I had no oxygen?''

Quinn asked quietly. Rachel narrowed her eyes at her as she shook her head running her hand along her face.

''Not at all. I missed you so much I actually cried.''

She confessed shyly watching as Quinn's eye widened as she lifted her head to prop up on her elbow.

''Did you really?''

''L.A confuses me and I got lost and I couldn't sleep very well by myself so I may have had a teeny, tiny meltdown because you weren't there with me.''

Rachel admitted reluctantly having never intended on telling her girlfriend that lovely and humiliating fact. She felt her cheeks go hot as she blushed. She was Rachel Berry; she was supposed to be able to handle herself. Of course she had had the odd meltdown or two...maybe a lot more, but not over something like this. She had never missed a lover so much so hard in her life it was crazy.

''Oh my god you're blushing! Baby that's the sweetest thing I've ever heard!''

Quinn laughed gleefully earning herself a slap on the arm from a petulant Rachel as she sulked sticking out her bottom lip and trying to hide her face. Those big puppy dog eyes came out and Quinn thought her heart was going to implode in her chest because of it. Rachel had so many sides to her it was amazing.

''No it's not! It was shameful I'm a grown up damnit.''

Quinn only laughed harder actually having to hold her stomach as she rolled onto her back unable to control the rolls of laughter from pouring out. Tears started to ooze out of her eyes and she was shaking she was laughing so hard.

Rachel rolled her eyes but didn't hide the smirk on her face as she watched Quinn laugh; it was actually one of her favourite sounds the blonde's laugh. It always had been. She had learnt pretty quickly that she would do just about anything to hear it.

''I'm sorry...I'm sorry...oh god, sorry. I'm stopping. How did umm...how did the recording go?''

Quinn randomly chuckled as she tried to pull herself together wiping the tears from her eyes as she looked at Rachel again adoringly.

''It went very well, actually. I added a track.''

''Oh yeah?''

''It's a cover...well, my version of a cover. I changed it up a little but essentially it's still a cover. I added it for you.''

Quinn's chuckles stopped as she looked at Rachel seriously caught off guard by the statement. Rachel had put a song on her CD for her? That was...she didn't even know what that way. She didn't even know what to say as her mouth dropped open as her mind raced for words.

''What...what is it?''

''It's a surprise. I hoped that you would let me give you your own private acoustic performance tonight.''

Rachel bit down on her bottom lip watching Quinn's reaction curiously. It wasn't just a song; it was going to be so much more than that. Rachel had always expressed better through music than anything else and given the message she wanted to give Quinn tonight she thought it would be far more powerful delivered in a song. It didn't seem enough to say the words she had said a thousand times as a friend it had to be special and she needed Quinn to really feel her words.

There was no doubt in her mind where things were progressing with them and she knew that Quinn had eclipsed her world. Everything that she had wanted from a partner she was finding in Quinn and they had already bared their souls to one another, it made it perfect. They were starting out with no defence mechanisms, with a refreshing honesty and a deep and long established trust. For those reasons exactly they were binding together more strongly than they had with any lover before.

''I would love that.''

Quinn whispered seeing the depth of thought and feeling in Rachel's eyes again, surprised at the tears that began to form. Quickly she reached out to wipe away the water falling from Rachel's eyes shifting closer to her in effort to offer some comfort.

''Hey, hey...what is it beautiful?''

Rachel shook her head sniffling as she took Quinn's hand in her own.

''Nothing, I just missed you. Can we just lie together until you have to go back on the set?''

''Of course, c'mere.''

They shuffled around until they were the right way on the bed and Quinn laid on her back as Rachel snuggled into her. All they did was breathe just enjoyed being close to one another. It was a comfortable silence without any awkwardness or embarrassment. And they were just like that until Quinn was given her reminder that she was expected to turn up to wardrobe in 10 minutes. They had dressed together brushing out their hair to make it look like they hadn't just had a quickie in the trailer, and Rachel happily walked Quinn over to her destination.

After milling around behind the scenes for a while Rachel left a message for the occupied Quinn that she had to go and attend to a few things and she would be back later.