Inspired by a picture on Tumblr. If you want to see it please message me so I can send you the link.
"Quinn, Quinn, Quinn…" Rachel purred into Quinn's ear, letting her teeth graze the top of it. Quinn rolled onto her back, the baggy white t-shirt she was wearing falling off one shoulder and revealing bare skin to Rachel. The brunette lowered her lips to it and started to plant soft kisses, knowing that Quinn loved it when she did that. It always sent shivers down her spine.
"Quinn, get up…"
"No!" Quinn half-heartedly muttered, bringing her arms up and curling them around Rachel's neck. "I like it here."
"We have plans to go meet Santana and Brittany at noon, you know that."
"And what time is it?"
"Nine, but still-"
"Rach, I don't like waking up early and you know that."
Rachel nodded and buried her nose in Quinn's hair, sniffing at it. Vanilla. She loved the smell of her fiancé's shampoo.
"You remind me of a lion. Sleep for twelve hours, eat a lot, that kinda thing…"
"Well, I like lions."
"I know you do…" Rachel reminded her. "We watched that special on Animal Planet together."
"Right!" Quinn opened her eyes a slimmer, smiling at the girl she had promised herself to.
"I think I'll just call you Lion from now on…"
"As long as I can call you Jewfasa, I'm happy."
Rachel giggled and propped herself up on her elbows, leaning forward until her nose was right above Quinn's. They stared at each other in upside down vision for a few seconds before Quinn reached up hungrily for Rachel's mouth, grabbing her full bottom lip between her own and sucking softly on it.
"Come on Rach, just another hour…who knows what we could accomplish?"
Rachel pulled away reluctantly and fell backwards, onto the pillows behind her, spreading her arms on both sides of her body and stretching. "You want it, come get it."
Quinn rolled her eyes at her ever persistent and bossy girlfriend and rolled onto her stomach, crawling up onto Rachel's body and straddling her with her thighs.
"Well then, the lion seems to have found it's mate," Rachel stated, bringing her hands up to rest on Quinn's hips. Quinn wiggled slightly, bring up one hand to brush up against Rachel's nose, down across her lips, past her chin, over her neck and collar bone, pausing for two seconds at the space between her breasts, and then stopping altogether at her stomach, going under the t-shirt she was wearing.
"Does the Lion have permission to do whatever she wants with her stunningly beautiful mate?"
Rachel nodded. "She does."
Quinn lowered her head down to Rachel's face, kissing her again, more feverishly this time. Their lips molded into each other perfectly, their hands found each other and clasped tightly. When Quinn released her lover from the kiss, she slipped her hands quickly, deftly, under Rachel's trousers and grinned as the brunette started to squirm.
"Roar…" she growled into her ear, nipping at her neck. "Lion is pleased…"