Warning: Mild sexy times

Disclaimer: I do not own Glee, Taylor Swift, or any of her songs.

Chapter 4: Treacherous

It started out like any other date.

Just like every other date that Rachel and Quinn had gone on in the last six weeks of their courtship. Either Quinn would take the train to New York or Rachel would take it to New Haven and they would go out on a date; and at the end of each date they would kiss.

Sometimes it was a brief goodnight kiss; and sometimes it definitely wasn't brief…

But at the end of each and every date one girl would go to her room or bed and the other would go to the couch or floor that she always slept on when they visit one another.

Both would toss and turn and neither would get any sleep. They would just lay in wonder about what the other one was thinking… and feeling.

But tonight was different; tonight the goodnight kiss didn't end at the door… the goodnight kiss made it all the way to the couch in Rachel's loft apartment.

And the goodnight kiss was still going.

Thankfully Kurt was out for the night; because Quinn was sitting on the couch and with the way Rachel was straddling her, and the way Rachel's hips were grinding into her own; Kurt would've been mortified; but Quinn was in heaven. She had no intentions of stopping… or sleeping and she hoped Rachel felt the same way.

Rachel was getting wetter by the second as she writhed in Quinn's lap while they made out like the teenagers they were. She tried to stop but the gravity was too much.

Also she really, really didn't want to stop… like at all.

She pressed her lips harder against Quinn's and sucked gently on Quinn's tongue, she tangled her fingers through Quinn's hair and she never wanted to stop.

It never felt like this with Finn.

It never felt like this with Jesse… or Noah.

And she just wanted to get lost in Quinn forever.

She was quicksand.

However, even though she was excited, turned on… and in this moment completely falling in love with Quinn she felt like it was too much… too fast… too soon.

It was all happening right now and she needed to slow it down, so with great reluctance and in a moment she knew she would later regret she pulled out of the kiss and away from those amazing lips. Her eyes fluttered open and she looked down at the girl of her dreams.

And that girl looked like…

With Quinn's swollen lips, flushed cheeks… with passion and desire burning in her now very dark hazel eyes she looked like an angel. She had always been the most beautiful girl Rachel had ever seen… but seeing her like this was even better.

And Rachel almost lost herself again. She shook away the naughty thoughts and tried to form words.

"We should stop," she said with a heavy breath and after the smallest of moments Quinn replied.

"O-Okay," she seemed disappointed but Rachel couldn't hear that in her tone or see it in those eyes. All she could see and hear was endless patience. Of course she still saw all of Quinn's desire for her, and how much Quinn wanted her.

How had she missed it all these years?

Rachel could feel that Quinn was just as turned on as she was but when she pulled away there was no anger, no arguing, no pouting, and no hurt in her expression and for Rachel that was a nice change from what she was used to.

And it made her want Quinn even more.

"Or maybe…" Rachel trailed off before she leaned into Quinn again. She put her lips close to hers and exhaled dreamily; her fingers tugging the small hairs at the back of Quinn's head as their foreheads pressed together; their lips not touching.

Out of focus… eye to eye

Until again the gravity was too much.

"I'll do anything you say," Rachel husked. "If you say it with your hands." At those words Quinn became more aroused that she already was.

"Fuck," she whispered before crashing her lips against Rachel's once more. And just like that they were back in the heat of the moment. Rachel pressed her hips against Quinn's over and over as the making out became more intense. Rachel shivered in ecstasy as Quinn ran her fingers up and down her back.

This slope was treacherous.

This path was reckless.

Neither girl knew if they were ready to take this step, to go down this reckless path just yet; but both girls were sure of one thing.

They liked it.

But nothing safe was worth the drive and both of these girls would follow the other anywhere.

"Touch me Quinn," Rachel panted as she took her lips off of Quinn's and arched her neck back. Quinn took the hint and lowered her lips to Rachel's exposed neck.

"I am touching you," Quinn said between kisses.

"Touch me more," she begged and it took everything in Quinn not to touch her everywhere she had been dreaming about touching her for years.

She wasn't sure if she was ready for lesbian sex…or if she even knew how to have lesbian sex. She had only admitted it out loud a few months ago and she had been sure it was going to be years- not months- before she would have to worry about it; she had planned on studying.

She wasn't experienced at sex at all… never mind the art of pleasing a woman.

All we are is skin and bones… trained to get along.

Forever going with the flow… but she's friction.

Her name echoed through Quinn's mind for years… but she never thought this day would come.

But then Rachel moaned.

And Quinn stopped thinking, she stopped worrying… she almost stopped breathing.

Maybe it was more about instinct- she thought- But making Rachel moan like that told her all that she needed to know or worry about.

She just knew without a shadow of a doubt that she wanted to do everything in her power to get Rachel to make that sound again… over and over.

For years to come.

"Quinn," Rachel breathed out and Quinn had never loved the sound of her own name more than when it came out of Rachel's mouth that way.

"Yeah baby," Quinn husked and she stopped kissing Rachel's neck, she pulled back, and met her lust filled stare.

Both girls were surprised by the term of endearment… but both girls loved it.

"I-I want… I want," Rachel stammered.

"Tell me what you want babe," Quinn was feeling confident now. "And I'll give it to you."

"Oh gosh," Rachel moaned at the thought of Quinn doing things to her, and Quinn's hands on her, and Quinn's mouth on her. "Oh gosh," she repeated and Quinn couldn't help but chuckle with pride.

"You're so cute Rachel," Quinn said with a grin and then she moaned when Rachel rocked her hips again; making contact with her swollen clit.

"You're fucking hot Quinn," Rachel groaned and Quinn's eyes darkened with desire and her panties became even more wet than they already were.

"So are you baby," Quinn told her as she placed her hands on Rachel's hips and helping her grind down again. The feeling… the friction… was driving her crazy. "I-I want…"

"You can have whatever you want… just- just touch me."

"I am touching you," Quinn teased.

"Touch me more," Rachel begged repeating her words from earlier.

"Where?" Quinn asked in a naughty tone and Rachel's eyes fluttered open and locked on those dark hazel, and that damn arched eyebrow.

"Here," she husked and pulled her shirt up and over her head in one quick motion to reveal her bra clad breasts. Quinn's eyes popped open and her mouth watered.

She wanted to kiss Rachel there.

She wanted to kiss Rachel everywhere.

"Touch me," Rachel said for a third time and Quinn was damn well not going to make her say it again. She slowly slid her hands from Rachel's waist up her belly, and over those perfect breasts; she felt her nipples harden under her hands.

Both girls let out a heavy sigh and both girls were completely turned on.

"Oh god Rach… you feel so good."

"You too… It's never, I-I've never… it's never felt so good."

"Never?" Quinn asked with a surprised but equally arrogant smirk.

"Never," Rachel repeated as she covered Quinn's caressing hands with her own. "Quinn… you're-you're," she stammered. "Stunningly beautiful," Quinn couldn't fight the smile that those words brought. "A-And," Rachel's eyes fluttered closed as Quinn's fingers gave her feelings she has never felt before. "And you're all mine."

"I've always been all yours Rachel," Quinn whispered loud enough for Rachel to hear.

"I've always been yours too," she promised and once again she locked her eyes with Quinn's. "It just took me forever to get here." Quinn's smile widened.

"You were worth the wait."

"I want you," Rachel husked.

"I want you too."

"No I mean," Rachel chuckled nervously. "Yeah that too," Rachel had lost her train of thought. She had intended to ask Quinn to be her girlfriend… officially; but the words came out differently, full of desire, and want.

Because Quinn's hands were on her.

And Quinn's eyes were on her.

She forgot what she wanted to say and focused on what she needed to feel instead.

"Then what do you want Rachel?" With those words she took her hands from on top of Quinn's and reached behind herself; she unhooked her bra and let it fall loose.

"I want your mouth," she said with a heavy breath and Quinn could've come from her words alone.

"Oh fuck," Quinn moaned and dropped her hands. She watched Rachel take the straps off of her arms, and let the bra fall between them. Quinn licked her lips with want as she stared at those perky breasts and beautiful hard nipples.

Without thinking, Quinn leaned forward and closed her mouth around Rachel's left nipple; and they both moaned.

Rachel instinctively tangled her fingers in Quinn's hair.

Quinn gripped Rachel's back and laved her tongue around and over the nipple in her mouth while also sucking it into her mouth. Rachel rocked her hips again causing a surge of pure ecstasy to course through Quinn's body; and she wondered why she hadn't been doing this for years.

"Oh… Quinn," Rachel moaned as she gripped Quinn's head and held her close. "Why haven't I ever felt like this before?" Quinn smirked around the nipple in her mouth at that rhetorical question.

"Why haven't we been doing this for years?"

"My thoughts exactly," Quinn mumbled.

"Huh?" After a moment Quinn released it with a pop and looked up at Rachel's dark and extremely turned on eyes.

"I said… my thoughts exactly," she repeated before she moved Rachel off of her lap to lie her down on the couch. As Quinn hovered over her… ready to return to her task at hand… or mouth.

Rachel stopped her.

"Wait."

"Oh uh… sorry… was it too forceful… did I move too fast or was it-"

"No," Rachel cut her off with a giggle. "I just want to even the playing field," she continued while pushing Quinn's shirt up.

She watched as Quinn's face flushed with embarrassment but she didn't stop her. In fact, she helped by taking the shirt from Rachel and pulling it up, over her head, and tossing it behind her.

But Rachel didn't notice that… she was too focused on all of the pale, beautiful skin that had just been revealed to her. The look in Rachel's eyes was a look Quinn had long dreamt about seeing, but gave up on thinking she would ever really see it.

But here she was… looking at Rachel as Rachel looked at her topless; when Rachel's tongue darted out to wet her lips Quinn melted. She often dreamt about what that tongue would feel like on her body. And as if Rachel was reading her mind; she sat up and reached around Quinn's body.

Quinn sucked in a breath when Rachel's fingers slid along her back and toyed with the clasp of her bra. The sound stopped Rachel in her tracks and she looked up at Quinn through the tops of her eyes… what she saw was pure desire and love; that feeling alone was all Rachel had ever dreamed of. She knew this was where she belonged all along; but she wanted to make sure that Quinn was on the same page.

"Is this okay?"

"More than," she promised with her signature smirk. "Touch me Rachel," and this time it was Rachel's turn to almost lose it right there.

"Wow," was all she said as she finished with the clasp. Her nerves decided to show up now just when she thought her swag would get her through; Quinn giggled as Rachel struggled.

"Here… let me help," she husked and again Rachel's head was spinning with desire. She let go and watched as Quinn reached back, unhooked her bra like a pro, and then pulled it off.

Rachel's nerves were instantly forgotten at the sight.

Without thinking she leaned forward, and she closed her mouth around Quinn's hard nipple.

"Oh fuck," Quinn cussed and she grasped Rachel's head. The sound of Quinn cussing turned Rachel on even more than she already was. Her fingers grasped at Quinn's back as she sucked and licked her perfect pink nipple.

"Oh god," Quinn moaned while rocking her hips down, which caused Rachel to moan in unison because the motion caused twinges in her clit.

Never, ever have I felt this way- Rachel's mind was going crazy and all she wanted was more. She slid her hands down Quinn's back and over her ass. She cupped it and pulled Quinn impossibly closer.

"Rach… oh, y-you feel so good," at those words Rachel released her nipple and looked up into those dark eyes.

"You too," she said quickly before she tilted her head and captured the other nipple in her mouth. Rachel moved her hands from Quinn's ass to her hips and she pulled her closer against herself. The action pressed their bodies together fully and they both moaned in pleasure.

But Rachel also felt Quinn tense up and she immediately stopped all movement.

"Are you… okay?"

"Y-Yeah," Quinn stammered as the heat was instantly turned off between them.

"Are you sure, because we can stop-"

"I don't want to," Quinn told her.

"Okay."

"But I think…" there was a long pause before she continued as she was trying to gauge Rachel expression. "I-I think we should," she finished hoping she wasn't disappointed.

"Okay," Rachel repeated and Quinn heard that there was no disappointment in her tone at all.

"Are you mad?" Quinn asked before she bit her lip and Rachel furrowed her brow.

"Mad? Why would I be mad?" Rachel asked as she handed Quinn's bra to her. Quinn slid off of her and Rachel got up to retrieve Quinn's shirt from the floor behind her as well as her own shirt. Once they were both fully dressed again; Rachel sat back down on the couch next to Quinn and smiled. "Do you think I'm shallow?"

"N-No," Quinn stammered. "Not at all… I just didn't want to like lead you on or whatever."

"It's fine baby," Rachel ran her fingers up Quinn's arm leaving chill bumps in her wake. Both girls smiled at the action and the reaction. "If you hadn't have stopped us, I would have."

"Really?" Quinn asked thrilled.

"Yes… I promise, I was freaking out too," she saw Quinn's face flush with embarrassment again and she grinned at the sight. She had never seen Quinn look more beautiful than she was in this moment… so free and open and honest.

"W-Why were you freaking out… was it um… bad?"

"Are you kidding me Quinn?" The look on Quinn's face told her that she was definitely not kidding so Rachel quickly continued. "I have never been so turned on in my life."

"Really?" Her face broke into a wide grin.

"Yes really," Rachel promised before she leaned over and kissed the tip of Quinn's nose in a very sweet peck. "I was freaking out for the same reasons you were."

"Which were?" Quinn pushed she was trying to make sure they really were on the same page.

"It's too soon… mostly," Rachel answered to which Quinn nodded and exhaled loudly with relief. "I-I mean I want you Quinn… I want this more than anything."

"Me too," Quinn grinned before continuing.

"But it's only been six weeks, and we're both responsible and rational people," Quinn nodded again. "And also… lesbian sex is new to both of us…" she paused as it occurred to her that maybe it was only new to her and that maybe Quinn did have some experience with it. "I-I-I mean it is to me anyway… I can't speak for you."

"It is to me too," Quinn promised and this time Rachel exhaled a sigh of relief. She just didn't want to think about Quinn doing this with anyone else but her. "I-I've never… you're the only one Rachel."

"I thought so," Rachel cut off her stammering. "I-I mean I hoped so, but I didn't want to make any assumptions.

"Okay."

"So… I think when we're ready we'll know and until then we can do…" she trailed off and flashed a naughty grin. "Do more of this."

"Yeah I like this," Quinn agreed with a giggle.

"Me too," Rachel said and then there was a moment of silence between them as both girls thought about what they were supposed to do now. "So… do you want to go to bed?" Rachel asked completely innocently but Quinn giggled and her face turned red. "To sleep… I mean to sleep, and nothing more."

"Well I'll be doing something more," Quinn said teasingly and Rachel's face turned even redder than it already was.

"Quinn Fabray!" And Quinn just giggled more.

"I meant I was going to dream about you," she watched Rachel's face go from embarrassed to swooning in an instant. "What'd you think I meant?"

"I-I… I uh… so sleep," Rachel got to her feet and Quinn followed suit. "Just forget it," she said covering her face and turning away. She didn't get very far however, because she felt Quinn tug her shirt and pull her back. Rachel turned to face Quinn and sucked in a surprise breath at how close the girl was. And as Quinn's arms slipped around her body and closed around her back; hugging her tight she exhaled with a contented sigh.

"I love you," Quinn said and took Rachel's breath away.

Quinn was always taking her breath away.

"I love you too Quinn," she replied and was met with a big smile.

"Goodnight," Quinn whispered as she leaned over and kissed the girl of her dreams. Each girl fought the passion that the kissing stirred inside them and kept it sweet and simple. When Quinn pulled back, Rachel stared into those beautiful eyes.

"I-I… I like this," Rachel said with a frustrated sigh over her stuttering.

"I-I love this," Quinn teased with a wink and Rachel sighed heavily and lovingly pushed the girl away.

"Go to sleep," Rachel told her before she winked. They stared at each other for a few moments before Rachel turned toward her room and Quinn turned to the chair where there was a pillow and blankets that Rachel had brought out to her before their make-out session had begun.

And as Quinn spread out the blankets on the couch.

And as Rachel turned down the blankets on her bed.

Both girls could only think of the other and how they would much rather be sleeping in each other's arms but they were ready for that step.

And that was okay.

They were comfortably lying down and trying to sleep; hoping that tonight was going to be different… but it wasn't.

Both girls tossed and turned and it was clear that neither was going to get any sleep. They just spent the night in wonder about what the other one was thinking… and feeling.

Just like every night they have spent together over the last six weeks as well.

And that was also okay.

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"I can't decide if it's a choice, getting swept away. I hear the

sound of my own voice, asking you to stay."

-Taylor Swift; Treacherous