TITLE: To Mark Its Territory

Author: Ladyfun9

Fill for the glee kink meme:Quinn/Rachel Insecurity, Jealousy, Rough Possessive Sex

(Anonymous)2012-10-18 04:11 pm (UTC). When Quinn first visits Rachel she meets Brody. At first she feels completely out of her league cause he looks like a fucking model, but that soon turns to a deep jealousy and when she finally gets some alone time she can't help but mark what's hers. Cue, completely consensual, rough possessive sex (maybe with a strap-on)

Characters: Quinn, Rachel (Damn it, I caved to the requests…yes. Faberry. Make no mistake, I still loves me some Pezberry)

Rating: M, NC-17

Kinks: Rough sex, bad language

Perfunctory Disclaimer: I don't own glee, not one damn bit of it. Don't own the characters or even peeing on a tree or the Pug who did it…but I wish I did!

XOXOXOX

Quinn felt her jaw set while she awaited the answer.

"I'm Brody."

There was another deafening pause as Quinn's steely lasar like gaze was boring a whole through his forehead.

Rachel, rather awkwardly, pulled her interwined parts away from the embarrassed junior. The sloshing noise that resulted made Quinn's stomach turn. She deliberately did not look while Rachel pulled the sheet hastily to cover them.

"So, we've established that I'm THE Quinn Fabry, you are the Neanderthal named Brody, and I guess my next question is," Quinn meaningfully cast her steely gaze towards Rachel, "..who the fuck are you?"

Rachel turned scarlett. The usually eloquent diva stammered an incoherent ramble.

Quinn ignored her, focusing on…him.

Brody.

God damned Brody.

Perfect, god-damned, Neanderthal Brody with the six pack abs, devoid of stretch marks and cellulite, and certainly, without her freshman ten.

Her eyes narrowed to slits.

"Well,"he said, nerviously, as he got up from the bed. "I can see you two have a lot of catching up to do. I'll let you guys catch up on your girl-talk."

"Brody, wait-"

"No, he's right," Quinn said cooly. "I think we do have a little…catching up…to do."

She looked at him dismissively, as he scurried to put on his previously discarded clothes. He was out the door in record time.

Quinn turned on her heels to face Rachel, directly.

"Well?"

"Well, what? Well, what Quinn?" Rachel was beginning to get angry. "I don't hear anything from you for three months…and then ….then…you barge in to my room unannounced, and …"

Quinn crossed the room quickly and grabbed Rachel firmly with both arms, shaking her once. Rachel looked at her, afraid, not knowing if Quinn was going to slap her, eat her, kill her, or…

…Kiss her. Quinn was kissing her.

Quinn was pressing her lips, hard, against the swollen ruby lips of Rachel….who gasped. As she opened her mouth to make that small utterance, Quinn forced her tongue in-between her lips, swirling it around, establishing her ownership, demanding Rachel respond…willing it, almost subconsciously.

Rachel did.

She felt her nipples harden, and her center moisten…and she let out a small moan. As Rachel let out that moan, she felt a sharp crack! …and then a burning sting radiated across her right cheek.

"Don't you ever…ever…let me catch you with someone else…again."

Quinn's face was a fury of emotions. She had slapped her…and looked like she wanted to, again. She watched Quinn take a deep breath, and collect herself.

Rachel, slightly afraid, decided to point out the obvious anyway.

"Quinn….we're not together. You and I?...we're not…we're not …a couple. You've never even…kissed me …before."

"Well… now I have."

XOXOXOXO

TBC!