Title: All the Rest (2/3)
Author: amaltheaz
Pairing: Rachel/Quinn
Spoilers: Future-AU
Rating: NC-17
Length: 1,429 words
Disclaimer: I don't own Glee, or anybody in Glee. And this is not used for profit.
Title comes from this quote: "My eyes and groin are permanently swollen, I'm alternatingly brilliant and witless —and sleepless: bed is just a swamp to roll in. Although I'd cream my jeans touching your breast, sweetheart, it isn't lust; it's all the rest of what I want with you that scares me shitless." (Marilyn Hacker)
Author's Note: Oh, the response to this little story was kind of a surprise. Awesome but definitely a surprise. I'm glad you're all loving the fluff. It's going up a notch for this next part. I'm blushing in advance because... well, you'll see. Still dedicated to my girl as always, my favourite bacon-fiend.

All the Rest

Chapter Two

It was another couple of hours or so later when the blonde woke up, and for the second time that day, she was up before her girlfriend who seemed perfectly content to remain in her slumber. Quinn lifted her head off the pillow, glancing down at the sleeping brunette before peppering light kisses to her shoulder and every patch of skin that she could reach.

But the diva didn't wake nor did she move.

"Baby?"

No answer.

A second passed before the blonde's lips quirked up into a devious smirk as an idea began to form in her head at just how she could wake up her lovely girlfriend.

The blonde stood at the foot of the bed, her hazel eyes roaming lovingly over Rachel's duvet-covered body. She was feeling just a little nervous because even though they had already done this before, they- well, shehadn't done this before. The only thing that kept her from changing her mind was the fact that she knew from past experiences that her girlfriend had more than a fondness to be woken up in this way and those times always resulted in her being handsomely rewarded.

She took a deep breath.

As carefully and as gently as she could, Quinn tugged at the bottom end of the blanket, pulling it off her beautiful girlfriend's body. The blonde made sure not to rush so that it didn't wake Rachel up. But she was so focused on being careful that she barely noticed that as Rachel's flawless form was being slowly revealed, her own breathing had turned heavy and ragged. A scorching heat was coursing through her body that finally settled in between her thighs, making her clit throb with want, and that deep-rooted yearning to feel Rachel's skin against hers was making her heart ache with need.

She was glad that Rachel was laying on her back, making it easy for Quinn to crawl over the brunette's sleeping form, though she still hoped that absolutely nothing would make contact with any part of Rachel's body. At least, not just yet. Quinn had a plan to surprise her girlfriend and she really wanted to make it work.

Once she was finally staring down at her goddess of a girlfriend, Quinn paused, licking her lips as her eyes traced the smooth contours of Rachel's face. It was something that she always did when it came to Rachel and most especially when the brunette wasn't aware of it. She had to take a moment, just one short, breathtaking moment to look at her. It was like she needed that moment to let it sink in once again that this girl, the one that always drove her so crazy back in high school, the one that always saw right through her and her bullshit, the one that she never thought she'd ever get, she was hers to love.

Rachel was hers. She was Rachel's, and if she had anything to do with it, that was how it was always going to be.

But that was a thought for a later time. Right now though, she had other more pressing matters to deal with.

Forever grateful for her girlfriend's seemingly hatred of any kind of clothing when they were together, the blonde bent her head down and began to form a path of kisses from Rachel's neck to her collarbone and down to her chest, where Quinn decided to dedicate a little more extra time and attention. Her lips had only just parted to eagerly capture a hardened nipple in between them, her teeth ready to graze ever so lightly around the tightened bud, when she heard her name.

"Quinn-" Rachel sighed in a delicate whisper, in the way that made the already painful throbbing in between her thighs increase immensely in its intensity.

Quinn didn't stop though. "You made me miss breakfast," she said accusingly as she continued, torturously leaving a trail of faint pink marks with her short fingernails down a well-toned stomach before her lips routinely followed, tracing an invisible map down Rachel's perfect body until she was finally faced with the brunette's flushed and very wet center. It never failed to amaze her of the effect that she had on her girlfriend, that she was the reason Rachel's body was going absolutely wild with desire.

Her mouth was already watering, anticipating that first taste.

Dark hazel eyes peered up to meet with groggy brown ones that were slowly becoming more alert to her surroundings. Brown eyes that were just as slowly, beginning to darken at registering the sight of her gorgeous blonde girlfriend nestling so comfortably in between her legs. Her arms were hooked under Rachel's thighs and her hands splayed just over her hipbones, her pale, elegant fingers tracing the most random of patterns on sensitive flesh. She could Rachel's body just coming alive under her touch.

And god, just the way that Quinn was staring up at her, so lustful and just so hungry as if she was the one who needed to make contact to feel some sort of relief. Rachel was unable to contain herself, her head dropping back on the pillow as she moaned a low, staggered, "Oh fuck," when she felt a cool, pink tongue glide ever so leisurely along her wet folds, flicking up against her swollen clit as it went. Rachel shuddered at her girlfriend's appreciative groan, letting the sound vibrate through her body until it reached her own vocal cords, making her release a groan of her own. Her hand quickly dived down to bury her fingers in messy blonde hair while the other grabbed onto the bedsheets, needing something to hold on to because she could already tell from the deliberate and purposeful way that she was touching her, that Quinn was in one of her moods where she was filled with intent on giving her one hell of a ride.

The blonde greedily licked her lips, not wanting to waste even a single drop of Rachel's thick wetness that coated her mouth. She never could get enough of the diva's taste. She was just so completely addicted and no matter how many times she had already done this, it always felt like she was tasting Rachel for the first time. Quinn parted her lips to take in the engorged clit, lightly sucking while fluttering her tongue against it in the same manner. Her eyes fluttered close when she felt Rachel's short fingernails dragging over her head. She could tell from the way that Rachel was starting to roll her hips a little harder against her mouth that she wanted more than what Quinn was giving her because all she was really doing was just stoking the flames and nothing to actually extinguish it.

Perfect.

Rachel didn't know what was going on. By her count, Quinn's tongue would have been deep inside her by now but for whatever reason, the blonde was taking more time than usual to get there. It seemed that her gut instinct was right and Quinn was intent on something except she just didn't know what yet. But really, she couldn't bring herself to care too much because even if that tongue wasn't inside her yet, that gorgeous mouth was still on her clit and dear god, did that feel so fucking good.

Her fingers tugging at messy golden hair were getting desperate, harder, but not painful. Her hips were starting to move at an even frantic pace. Rachel needed more. She needed her girlfriend's tongue inside her now. But Quinn wasn't giving her that satisfaction. The blonde seemed pretty content just playing with her, tongueing her clit or sometimes licking up her wet folds just to make her shudder at the delighted groan that she would inevitably make, just because she was tasting her. But Rachel couldn't take it anymore. It felt like she was burning up from the inside and only her girlfriend's tongue, or god, even her fingers, just... anything, could douse the flames.

"Oh god, baby please I need mo- wha- wait, why did you stop?"

It took the diva barely even a second to realize it when she felt cool air had replaced the hot mouth that had been sucking on her clit and when she opened her eyes, propping herself up on her elbows, Quinn was moving up, her hazel eyes still blazing with desire. Quinn, with her lips and her chin completely coated with her juices, was crawling up on her hands and knees towards her. Rachel could only watch in a tense lust-filled silence as she did so until finally those moistened lips were capturing hers in a hard, unyielding kiss.

Well, this was highly unprecedented.

END OF CHAPTER TWO
(just one more to go)