Sketchbook Fantasy

Summary: Quinn keeps a sketchbook depicting her and Rachel doing naughty things. What happens when Rachel wants to act these out?

I read a fanfic about Quinn keeping a sketchbook of her and Rachel doing naughty things, and so I included some of my own.

Disclaimer: This is my first fanfic. Ever. Read and review. This is part one (AKA fantasy number one).

I do not own Glee or any of the characters.

I was busy talking with Santana about the latest Glee assignment when I saw Rachel at her locker. She was wearing one of those short skirts that showed off her long, tan legs.

God. How can someone so short have such long, beautiful legs? They're so shapely. If she works that hard on getting shapely legs, I wonder what the rest of her body looks like. Especially her stomach. I bet her stomach is glorious and her skin probably tastes like-

"Fabray? The bell rang. Let's go."

We entered the choir room and sat in the back next to Brittany. As usual Mr. Schuester was late, so we had a few minutes to kill. Rachel walked in and strutted to a seat in the middle and plopped down. As Santana and Brittany were talking, I was busy boring a hole in Rachel's head with my eyes.

Mr. Schuester finally walked in and started the lesson. As usual, I ignored everything he had to say and doodled in my sketchbook. This sketchbook goes everywhere with me. I couldn't afford to have anyone see what lies inside.

This is a special sketchbook. This is my Rachel Berry sketchbook. After I left Cheerios, Rachel and I became civil towards one another. Then I found myself noticing little things about her. How her eyes sparkle and light up when she's happy, or how she walks with a spring in her step after singing. I guess it's safe to say I have a little crush on Rachel.

Inside the sketchbook, there are sketches of Rachel singing, smiling, and just being beautiful. And of course the sexual fantasies I had drawn. There are pictures of me handcuffed to the bed and her dominating me, her shoved against a wall as I take her from behind and a lot of piano sex. A lot.

I was in the middle of drawing her sleeping when I heard her voice. I looked up and saw her singing in front of the class.

I don't even care what song this is, I just love seeing her sing. She's so sexy.

I was staring at her so intensely; I might as well have been eye fucking her. I felt a familiar tingling in between my legs and shifted my weight around, trying to put pressure on my core. No such luck. She finished her song and I was hot.

I have to get out of here. Maybe take a cold shower.

As soon as glee finished up, I grabbed my bag and ran out. I was halfway to my car when I realized I forgot my sketchbook. I ran back to the choir room as quickly as I could. I stormed through the door to see the room empty, save for Rachel. She was currently sitting on the floor, looking through my sketchbook.

I slowly made my way to Rachel and said, "Rachel, I can explain. Those are just-"

"Why did you draw these?" she said, effectively cutting me off.

I couldn't tell if she was upset or not, so I softly whispered, "Those are just some fantasies. Nothing I expect to happen."

"What about the… non sexual ones. Is that how you see me? I look... beautiful."

She was staring intently at me, and I was beginning to feel warm. I opened my mouth, but not knowing what to say, closed it.

"Look, Rachel. Despite what I told you for years, you are incredibly beautiful. You don't have man hands, and you don't look like a drag queen. If you're going to out me, please just know that I'm sorry. . I... I'm really, really sorry. Could I please have my sketchbook back?" I said, not able to look her in the eye.

I reached for my book, but she held it away from me as she said, "Not so fast."

With that, she leaned in and our lips met. Shocked, I pulled away, only to look at her and then crash our lips back together. The kiss was slow and sensual. She traced her tongue along my bottom lip as I brought my hand down to rest on her hips. I allowed her tongue entry to my mouth as I sucked on it. She dropped the book on the ground as our kiss became more passionate. Her arm found its way around my neck as our tongues battled for dominance. Suddenly, the need for air became overwhelming, so we pulled apart.

We stared at each other as we panted.

When we could breathe normally again, Rachel said "What do you say we get out of here and fulfill some fantasies?"

Holy shit.

I smiled, grabbed her hand and my sketchbook and led her to my car.

"My place or yours?"

"Mine. My dads' won't be home."

I grinned and started the car as she started tracing patterns on my thigh. I gasped and looked at her. She had a smirk on her face.
What a vixen.

She started trailing her hand up my thigh, but she never went near my panties once. By the time we got to her house, I was sopping wet.

As soon as we were inside the house, we attacked one another. We somehow got upstairs and into her room in between our kisses. She pushed me onto the bed and I took a moment to look around. Her room was not pink. It was a light gray, and pictures of family and glee club adorned her walls.

As I observed, Rachel said in a sultry voice, "Which fantasy would you like to fulfill right now? I've been through the entire book."

"Where's the nearest piano?"

She grinned a Rachel Berry smile as she took my hand in hers. She brought us to a room with grand piano. We sat down on the piano bench, and she dove in for another kiss. It was a hungry kiss, filled with desire. I latched my lips onto her neck, and licked it. Her skin tasted amazing. She broke the kiss briefly so we could take off our tops. My tongue returned to her neck as she palmed my breasts. She brought my mouth back up to hers and we kissed for a while longer.

She reached behind me and took off my bra with ease and started touching my breasts again. It felt so damn good. Then her lips were on my left nipple, sucking and swirling it like a lollipop until it got hard. She did the same to the other, and I moaned as it got hard also.

In a ragged voice I said, "Too many clothes."

With that, we took off each other's clothes. I stared at her now naked body.

"You're so fucking beautiful," I said to her, lust in both my voice and her eyes.

I captured her mouth with mine once again and she wrapped her legs around my waist.

Those sexy legs are wrapped around my body.

I picked her up and placed her on top of the piano. With our lips still connected, I brought my hand down to core and massaged it.

"You're so wet, baby."

She just whimpered. I slowly kissed my way down her neck, past her beautiful breasts, and kept them on her stomach. Her stomach was just as toned as I thought it would be. I licked her stomach, and felt as her muscles twitched underneath my touch. I finally made my way down to a patch of brown curls. Her pussy was glistening and ready. I couldn't wait anymore, so licked up through her folds. I licked around her folds, purposely missing her erect clit.

After a bit of teasing, I asked, "Have you done this before, Rachel?"

"I've done this to myself before, but not with another person. I want you to do it."

With that, I slowly slipped a finger into her core and watched her throw her head back on the piano in ecstasy. I pumped one finger in and out of her pussy, while licking her folds.

"Oooh. More Quinn, please."

I slipped another finger in, and pumped it in and out of her pussy. She reached down and took my lips with hers. She was sucking on my tongue as my fingers went in and out of her. I added another finger and she bit down on my lip as three fingers were penetrating her soaking pussy. I decided she had had enough teasing, so with my other hand I flicked her clit.

That was enough to bring her over the edge.

I pumped in and out of her as she screamed, "QUINN! Oh my god! Oh! OH!"

Once she came down from her high, I took my fingers out of her pussy and licked them clean. She kissed me, tasting her juices.

"Quinn, that was amazing. I want to make it up to you."

I giggled and said, "Another time. This fantasy was about me pleasuring you."

She smiled and I felt warm inside. We collected our clothes and went back to her room to cuddle in her bed.

End of part one.