They're once again in the library corner that might as well be identified as theirs when Santana and Brittany skip in and sit on across from them.
"Sup tho, ladies?"
"Nothing much, Santana. I was expressing to Quinn how much I appreciated the amazing date she took me on last night."
"You were giving her a happy? Santana says we shouldn't do that after that one time Ms. Nagant caught us in the reading room and looked less disgusted and more intrigued. You guys should just use the music room the jazz band stores their instruments in. They're only ever in there after school and it's out of the way of everything so no one can hear you when you're being loud Quinn." Santana just sighed.
"Or you, Rachel. I've started to understand that whole projection thing you do with your voice is completely second nature to you now. It's kind of hot to think about actually." Santana put her forefinger to her chin, eyebrow raised.
"Hey, ears off. And anyway Britt, what made you say I'd be loud first?" Rachel chuckled at the line of conversation.
"Once in sophomore year me and you and San had a sleepover and we couldn't keep our hands off each other so we kind of ditched and went upstairs to have sexy times in the guest room and then way later I went to get water from downstairs and I heard you moaning Rachel's name while you were coming. I just figured you were touching yourself which is totally cool because like...who hasn't touched themselves and thought about Rachel, right? I have and San has." She shrugged and sucked the lollipop that Quinn hadn't noticed until then back between her lips.
"Babe we seriously have to talk about the way you just like tell everyone about our private times, okay. And I admit I totally have."
"Okay that may have happened a few times maybe...can we not talk about sex now? I wanted to know if you guys would come on a date with me and Rach on Saturday. There's a new restaurant in Wapakoneta and they have a pretty broad menu so I thought we could all go."
"Wait. Like...Faberritana?" Brittany was bouncing up and down clapping her hands.
"No, Britt. Like a double date." Rachel answered. The blonde nodded, but calmed down.
"Yea, that sounds awesome. We'll come. What should we wear? And what's the score?" Santana asked, biting into an apple Rachel had tossed her.
"Seems like the place is a pretty big deal, and it's opening night so go decently fancy. And 10. Owners a pretty young gay man with a husband and daughter."
"Ooh, proto-Berrys."
"Yep."
"Awesomesauce. Alright, we'll pick you up Saturday night in the beamer. Me and Britt are going to go make use of the aforementioned vacant music room. Talking about Rachel and sex always turns us both on. Adios." The two other girls disappeared and Rachel was grinning.
"They're going to make your head so gigantic with that." Rachel shook her head and vacated her chair, instead choosing to take a seat in her girlfriend's lap.
"No...you are with your apparent fantasies of me while masturbating and screaming my name. We could, perhaps, leave the fantasy behind for a moment and actually engage in those activities." Quinn smiled lovingly at her, kissing her softly on curved lips.
"When I'm out of this chair. I'll find out a little more about it in a few days at my appointment. I'm walking a little now at phys-hab, but I just...I want to be give you all I know you deserve. I want to be able to be there with you physically. I want to give you all of me and I feel like I can't because I don't have control over all of me right now." Rachel nodded, unable to keep her hand from venturing under Quinn's Thor t-shirt and over the soft skin of her abdomen which had lost a good bit of its definition but was still just as sexy and appealing to Rachel.
"I know, baby. I understand. But I just want to touch you sometimes, to make you feel physically the way you make me feel emotionally. But I can and will wait until you have better control over your body because it's what you need."
"I love you, Rach."
"I love you too, Quinn."