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It's been a week since Quinn made the silent promise to fulfill Rachel's wish. She has been diligently working on making herself whole again. She wanted to talk to Rachel, and have them share their likes and dislikes. She wanted to take her out and whine and dine her. A real relationship is what Quinn sought, but she needed to get this formula right.

A year ago Quinn was in her apartment, mixing things together, trying to craft an elixir of life when everything blew up in her face. It was the reason for her current state of being. After the small blast, she thought she was dead and a ghost, but the truth was she was simply without a corporeal form. She wasn't sure where her body went, but if it could just disappear, she could make it reappear, all the same.

After a month of not being able to interact with anything she almost gave up on being able to completely, but one evening, while trying to angrily knock over a lamp, she knocked over the lamp. She was so excited she knocked over a vase. This now meant she could work on her mixtures again to fix herself.

It was a good thing she owned the building her apartment was in. Everything was just as she left it, even the spot where things went wrong. She didn't remember what she was mixing that night, and she had to order a complete stock of everything but she was able to get back to work. Quinn made little progress as the months passed; she was giving up hope. Then she heard the most beautiful voice, she's ever heard coming from the apartment building next to hers. Looking out the window, she saw Rachel, and it was lust at first sight. Quinn desired her, and after following her around for weeks, forgetting about her mixtures, she finally had her. Now she was in love and she needed to fix herself. Next month would mark a year she's been like this, but she wouldn't let it get that long. She knew she was close to a solution.

Quinn was in the middle of mixing something blue with something yellow when she looked at the time. Rachel is normally back from rehearsals around this time, and she's always wet when she comes home. Placing the tubes back into their holders, Quinn made the walk from her place to Rachel's apartment.

Rachel beats her there. When Quinn walks through the front door, she sees a trail a clothes leading to the bedroom. That usually means Rachel's starting without her. Following the clothes she finds Rachel laid out in the middle of the bed with a hand pinching her nipple and the other rubbing her pussy.

Quinn loved seeing her like this; such wanton behavior. Rachel was a slut for her cock and she's never even seen her. She can hear her name softly flowing from her lips. Hearing the neediness in Rachel's voice had Quinn erect. She wanted to fuck, but she wanted to make this special for her. She wanted to take her time and make her beg.

Quinn started trailing kisses up the inside of Rachel's leg. The feel of Quinn's lips let Rachel know her lover was with her. Quinn was late. Rachel got home ten minutes ago, and she's been laying here for the past five playing with herself. She missed Quinn; for the past few nights she's been waking up alone and she has gotten use to Quinn's presence just being there. She wasn't sure if Quinn slept or not, but she would lay with her as she slept and she loved that closeness.

Kissing up Rachel's leg, Quinn stopped at the point where Rachel's legs met. She was soaked. Quinn swiped her tongue across the length of Rachel's sex, tasting her arousal. Rachel tasted so sweet, Quinn rarely had enough of her taste when they would get intimate.

She used her tongue to part Rachel's pink folds; scooping out the essence that lay there. She brought her tongue up to circle Rachel's clit. It was already hard from earlier stimulation. Rachel arched into her mouth, wanting more.

Never one to disappoint, Quinn wrapped her lips around Rachel's clit, sucking it into her mouth. She wanted to give it the same treatment Rachel gave her cock. Sucking on it and twirling her tongue over it. The moans coming from Rachel indicated that she was doing something right. Quinn pressed her tongue flat against Rachel's clit. She could feel it throbbing against her tongue. Moving hand that had been gently rubbing Rachel's thigh, she teased Rachel's entrance with middle finger. Gathering some of Rachel's natural juices on her finger, she slowly slides it into Rachel. She was building a steady pace and as Rachel became wetter Quinn added another finger.

Quinn loved fucking Rachel like this. There was nothing compared to the way Rachel would grip her dick as she fucked her, but there was something about the way she could look down and see Rachel's pussy squeezing around her fingers. Being so close got Quinn harder. She could tell Rachel was going to cum and Quinn wanted her to. Focusing back on her clit Quinn began to beat out a steady rhythm that matched her fingers as they pounded this pussy.

Rachel was so close. She was already worked up before Quinn put her mouth on her. The feel of those fingers moving within her was causing her great pleasure. Canting her hips with the movement of Quinn's fingers, she was going to cum. After a particularly rough thrust Quinn pressed up against her g-spot causing Rachel to squeezing Quinn's fingers drenching them and Quinn's face.

Softly licking all the juices Rachel spilled from her pussy, Quinn allowed Rachel's body to relax against her fingers before she pulled them out to lick clean. She could never get enough of Rachel's juices.

"Ohh Quinn. I need you again." Rachel moaned. "I need you to fill me."

Kissing her way up Rachel's body being sure to nip at her nipples as she went up Quinn captured Rachel's lips in a kiss. Even if Rachel couldn't see her, she responded well to her kisses. This was one of the things Quinn loved about Rachel; her lips. She couldn't wait until she could look Rachel in the eye as she kissed her.

Fully leaning over Rachel now Quinn broke the kiss to line her rock-hard dick up with Rachel's wet pussy. Looking down to watch as she sheathe her rod fully into Rachel, bottoming out quickly. She didn't move as she reclaimed Rachel's lips, feeling her hips slowly thrust upward. This was Quinn's cue to move. With one hand on the side of Rachel's head and the other holding her waist Quinn began to grind her dick.

Rachel's pussy fits like a love against her cock. It was smooth and tight and offered the perfect warmth. Quinn didn't ever want to leave it but she knew she had to if only for a while. She began to pull her dick out, leaving only the dripping tip in, only to thrust it home. She built a fast rhythm driving her cock in and out of Rachel's pussy.

"Fuck. Fuck. Fuck."

Rachel was loving this. Quinn was nipping at the spot on her neck that drove her wild she was going to cum again. Nothing has stretched her the way Quinn does. Her hips were moving to meet Quinn's every thrust. She wanted her to thrust harder, and faster. It would surely bring her over the edge again.

After a particularly hard squeeze from Rachel's pussy Quinn couldn't hold back any longer. She let loose streams of cum into Rachel's pussy painting it white with her seed. The warmth of Quinn's cum triggered Rachel's second orgasm causing her pussy to milk Quinn's cock for all it was worth. This was the feeling she longed for. The satisfaction of cumming together with the girls she loved. Now if only she could tell her.

As Quinn pulled her softening dick out of Rachel's pussy she laid on back on the side of Rachel wrapping her in her arms.

"I love you, Quinn." Rachel mumbled as cuddled as good as she could up to her invisible lover.

Laying there in post-coital bliss Quinn promised herself the first words she'd say to Rachel would be a declaration of love.

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Quinn is redoubling her efforts to restore herself now. She could feel she was closer than ever before. She's been testing different mixtures. After ingesting a mixture she'd run to Rachel and tell her she loved her, but each time it has failed. She wasn't losing hope yet. The numbers were just off and she only had to adjust them a little more.

Pouring a blue liquid into a beaker that was heating a red liquid a smoke appeared. This was normal when she'd mix things. Breathing in this mixer she was ready to test it out. Quickly making her way to Rachel's place, and walking through the door she sought out Rachel.

She looked in the bedroom first. Then backtracked to the kitchen and still couldn't find her. Listening to see if she heard the shower, she decided to check the bathroom anyway. Rachel was there staring down towards what Quinn thought was her feet, and she was frowning. Looking around, she spots the thing that most likely put the frown her face. On the sink sat a white stick with a pink plus sign showing. Rachel was pregnant.

"Fuck."

The word sounded foreign coming from her. In the past, her voice sounded like thoughts, but that sounded real. Looking at Rachel, the shocked look on her face told Quinn all she needed to know. She found her voice. Awesome.