First story. It is short and not so good.
She was looking out over the city from the balcony, it was snowing. It looked beautiful.
She was walking in to Starbucks. She had not been in the city for long, just a couple of months. She had only talked to Santana and Brittany since she moved here. It was not that she didn't get along with any one, it was just that she hadn't seen anyone except them since they graduated. She had gone to UCLA to study film. That was 6 years ago, now 24 she had decided to move to New York. She had gotten a good job offer and had jumped at the opportunity and moved. She thought about all the old glee members, they where the only ones she would call her high school friends, all of them had parted as friends. Well maybe not her and the Broadway diva she saw on billboards all over town. They where not the enemies they once was, but not quite friends. There was something else, they made out on the last party Puck had thrown as a "goodbye" party for glee club. It was magical, but they where both leaving the day after and decided that it was just the wrong time for them. That if it was meant to be it would. Sure, she had dated in collage but there was never that spark, that feeling that she had only gotten with Rachel.
She walked in to the apartment, shivering slightly she took her clothes of and got in the warm shower. Letting the water slide across her body, warming her up. She stepped out of it and put on a pair of skinny black jeans and a old faded t-shirt. She made some tea and sat down on the sofa taking up a book she had read to many times by now.
She hears the door open and moves quickly to the entrance of the apartment.
She walks over to the woman in the door and kisses her hard. Her lips are cold. Her woman moans at the feeling of warm lips on her cold ones. The feeling of her whole body getting hot is overwhelming. With one kiss her body feels like it's on fire. The woman feels herself being dragged into the bedroom.
Quinn pushes the woman to the bed, looks at her quickly, watches how the beautiful brown hair lies against the pillows, lips waiting to be claimed. She pushes her top of and the brunette does the same. She smirks.
"No bra.."
She cups one breast and starts to play with the nipple. The brunette moans loudly
"Quinn.. Fuck.."
She plants kisses down her jaw, she bruises the neck lightly and travels down her collarbone and stomach. She reaches the short skirt the brunette insists on wearing even though it's freezing outside. She pulls the skirt and panties of slowly, planting kisses on the toned legs. She kisses up her thighs and reaches her destination. She hears the woman breathing heavily, and breathes in the woman's sent.
She drags her tongue between wet folds and starts circling her clit. The woman is breathing heavily and is almost screaming. She stops and starts to kiss her way up to the woman's face. The woman moans into the kiss when she can feel how fingers are starting to pump in and out of her. She feels how a finger starts circling her clit. She is close, Quinn can feel her starting to tight up. The woman stops breathing and her body tightens up, she screams out Quinn's name and comes hard.
"Welcome home baby, you have been gone to long"
"I've been gone for two days, Quinn"
"That is way to long Rachel, now let's get some sleep. I know you are tired from the trip and you can repay me in the morning"
Quinn feels Rachel curl into her. She puts a arm around her and smiles.
She hears the brunettes breathing evening out and thinks to her self : This is the right time and falls asleep next to the love of her life, the woman that in a month will become her wife.