Glee belongs to Fox Networks, I don't own the show or the characters.

I came up with this little idea some weeks ago. It's a little lighter and more humorous compared to my other story I am currently writing. I wanted to post this after finishing 'A door in the wall', but somehow it would not leave me alone, so I decided so throw it out there now!

Hope you enjoy!

A lazy day

Prologue – Seize the day!

Quinn looked at the slumbering Rachel next to her and gently stroked a strand of chocolate brown hair out of her peaceful face.

"Wake up, sleepy head," she tenderly urged her love with a smile on her lips for the third time, planting a kiss on her head.

When Rachel did not stir, Quinn tried again.

"Rise and shine, my little diva, the sun is up and the day is waiting for us!" Still no response from her lover. Quinn pouted a bit, starring not so lovingly anymore at her still dead to the world lover.

She knew that it was hard to get Rachel awake on a free day before 10 a.m., but this was their day and she did not want to waste any minute more with sleep. She stole a glance at the watch. 7.15 a.m. Oh, Rachel would hate her so much, but Quinn had no patience to wait.

"Rachel!" she shouted a bit louder. Finally a reaction.

"Hmmmm?"

Well, that was not what Quinn had hoped for. She bent over the pretty brunette sharing her bed and vehemently stated:

"Rachel, get up, you forgot my birthday!"

For two seconds there was nothing. That is how look it took for the message to sink in.

"WHAT?" Rachel then violently jerked up, her eyes wide and full of panic. In that progress she bumped Quinn's chin with the back of her head. She had moved so fast that Quinn had not enough time to lurch back.

"Umpf. Geee, thanks Rachel, a kiss would have been sufficient. I think two of my bottom teeth are loose now." The blonde gingerly rubbed her chin while looking reproachful at the other woman.

"You…what... I," Rachel stammered confused before her full consciousness kicked in.

Within seconds her whole demeanor shifted. She narrowed her beautiful brown eyes, shoot a glaring look at Quinn who was still rubbing her chin and huffed:

"You! You lied to me! You just wanted to get me out of bed! I didn't forget your birthday. That was already two months ago! Oh, you mean little prick!" And with that she grabbed her pillow and threw it at a surprised Quinn.

It hit her flat in the face.

"Hmpf. I am so not loving you right now, Rachel." Quinn plucked the pillow off her face, looking grumpily down at the brown haired diva next to her who was about to grab the alarm clock to check the time.

Quinn quickly leaned over her and snatched her hand. "Uh, I wouldn't do that."

Rachel shot her a confused look. "Why? What's wrong with it? Did you rig it with explosives or something?"

If Rachel only knew. Finding out how early it really was would be an explosive enough for her.

Quinn decided to come clear. "No. It's just, we haven't had a free day and time for each other in such a long time and I don't want to miss any of it even if we just planned to lazily hang around the apartment. But I don't want to hang around by myself with you being asleep half the day. That's why I woke you up. It's just… 7.15 a.m. if you must know," she then added sheepishly. The expected rebuke did not come.

"Hm. You are right. We…" and Rachel got up on her knees. "…should…" and she crawled one step closer towards Quinn, "… make good use…" another step "… of the time!" With that she landed her lips on Quinn's full mouth, softly tugging at her lover lip, still hovering catlike in front of her.

Quinn had to suppress a groan. The sight of her beautiful girlfriend just wearing a tank top and some short silk pajama pants - very short silk pajama pants - woke all the little tingling nerve ends in her body.

She reached out and pulled at the tank top to free the rest of Rachel's body and give her tannned skin some air to breath. And herself something more to look at.

"Mmm, only if I get to undress you, too," Rachel demanded, tugging playfully at Quinn's shirt. Obediently the blond obliged and quickly pulled it over her head. Before the garment hit the floor she already felt Rachel's hand gently cup her breasts. Rachel rose on her knees, towering a little over her lover and pushed her slightly backwards until Quinn felt the cool sheets underneath her. Then Rachel bent down and let her tongue swirl around the blonde's already reacting nipple, causing the Quinn to whimper just a bit with pleasure. Not moved by the sound she relentlessly prodded on to the next spot on her list, just little over to the side where the other soft and round breast was waiting for her.

Quinn felt the heat rise in her body and let her hands roam over Rachel's naked skin on her back.

"Oh god, Rachel, that feels so good," Quinn moaned while Rachel now showered her lower abdomen with kisses, very slowly working her way further down to her lover's most sensible spot. Just as she felt her tongue flicked out to touch her –

"Yoho, hope nobody is home!" A male voice boomed through the apartment and right through the luckily closed bedroom door. The words hit the two women smack dab at their forehead, both jerking back, scrambling for their clothes.

"What the fuck, Rachel? What are your dads doing here?!" Quinn whisper-screamed at the diva.

Rachel looked as shocked as Quinn. "I don't know, I… I…" Flailing she fished her top off the floor and threw it back over her head.

"You have told them that we would stay in and not be traveling for that weekend… Rachel, tell me you have told them!"

"I, yes, I mean, I…I wanted to and….and then…" Stuttering she sank on the edge of the bed. "Oh god, Quinn, I think I forgot!" And she looked with wide eyes towards the blond woman.

"You what? Rachel, tell me that's not true! Tell me that we don't have your dads roaming around our apartment on our free day."

A very small Rachel just managed to nod weakly, her shoulders sagging.

"And care to tell me why they have a key?" Then Quinn made a dismissive gesture with her hand. "Never mind." Sighing she plopped down next to the petit singer that seemed to have shrunk just a bit more in size. Quinn wrapped her arm around her slender shoulders.

"It's ok Rachel. The last weeks have been crazy with all your shows and me flying back and forth from filming. It can happen. The question is now, how do we get rid of them without hurting their feelings? Think they would move to a hotel for the night?"

Rachel shot an incredulous look at the blond woman next to her. "What? You want my dads to move to a hotel?"

"Rachel!" Quinn hissed, "You know, this is THE weekend, THE weekend we have been waiting for so looooong! I can understand that you don't want to hurt your dad's and dad's feelings, but c'moooon, what about us? I will die if I won't be able to spend this day with you! I mean really spend it with you. Just with you and not a shred of cloth between us." Quinn then coyly batted her eyelashes.

Turning her head, Rachel reached out and placed a hand on Quinn's cheek and sighed. "Ok, here is what we will do. Let's have breakfast with them here. Because we have to eat something anyway, right?"

Quinn just nodded, thinking that she would rather nibble at someone instead of something, but tuned back in to Rachel's voice.

"… then I will explain our changed schedule that we did not go to Niagara Falls as planned and then, I don't know… I hope by that time they get it and make the suggestion to stay elsewhere themselves."

"Good plan, let's go!" Quinn jumped up and pulled Rachel with her, who stumbled against her. That slightly rough physical contact stopped Quinn in her tracks and she could not resist those full lips, bending down slightly and capturing them with her own.

When just at that moment the bedroom door decided to fly open.

Chapter 1 coming up soon... :-)