This fic is going to be a series of oneshots based on this prompt by Rocker9113:

Vampire/Goth/Pyrokinetic/GP! Rachel is a loner who lives alone (no living family since she's rather old) and is a member of a sports team. She attends McKinley, and falls in love with Punk!Quinn, (who finds Rachel's diary one day and discovers that she is a vampire). Their relationship develops slowly and at some point Quinn convinces her to feed from her.

(Side notes: Finn has a crush on one of them but he doesn't get what he wants. They are each other's firsts in every way.

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Glee or the idea.

Oh and in answer to the review about why Finn didn't notice Rachel's hickey- she's a vampire so she heals faster.

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- 9 months of dating-

"I wanna taste you." Rachel moaned, as she gently squeezed Quinn's breasts. (Something that had become a regular occurrence since the lost their shirts for the first time on Rachel's couch).

"You can," Quinn gasped, as she arched into Rachel's hands.

Rachel propped herself up, to look Quinn in the eye. "Are you sure?"

Quinn bit her lip. "Yea. I trust you, I don't feel nervous."

The vampire licked her lips and nodded. "May I?" Rachel slipped her hand to the waistband of Quinn's sweats.

Quinn smiled shyly and lifted her hips, feeling Rachel pull her sweats and underwear down her legs, she pulled them all the way off and tossed them on to the floor with the rest of her clothes.

Rachel could see something glisten on the fabric and there was a strong musky smell, giving away the fact that Quinn was affected by her. She could almost taste the arousal and she felt the itch of her fangs, and she shook her head to focus and keep them away.

Rachel felt herself harden further. Her mate was naked from the waist down trusting her to make her cum. She gently spread Quinn's legs as wide as she could, which was just enough to let her fit between them, and she then covered Quinn's body with her own. She felt the warmth from between Quinn's legs, radiating against her and it felt electrifying.

Rachel gently ran her hands up and down Quinn's thighs in an attempt to reassure her that everything was going to be okay.

The punk let some of the tension go from her body, as she saw the tenderness in Rachel's expression. She trusted her. It was just the fact that no one had ever seen her like this, and it was rather scary begin so exposed like this despite how much she trusted her.

Rachel lay down on her stomach and started to lay reverent kisses along Quinn's inner thighs and she found herself gradually spreading her legs as her lips brushed further and further up.

When Rachel reached the top of Quinn's thighs, she avoided the obvious destination and leaned up, so she could kiss down from Quinn's belly button.

Quinn squirmed as Rachel's tongue teased her navel, not really expecting it to be so sensitive. She craned her neck to watch as her girlfriend gently kissed down to the fine trail of hairs that created a landing strip on her pubic area. She hadn't thought they would be doing this tonight but she was so glad she had decided to shave down there.

She was surprised when Rachel nuzzled them with her nose before kissing some skin close to where Quinn wanted those lips.

Rachel glanced up to give her a reassuring smile, then dipped her head.

Quinn gasped and rolled her hips as she was stunned at the strength of the sensations. It was like her body was being given an electric shock from her most intimate place.

Rachel gently lapped the length of Quinn's pussy. She loved the tangy taste as it spilled out of the small entrance and coated her tongue. She simply used broad strokes up and down the tender flesh to try and please her girlfriend. She knew there was apparently other techniques but she figured this would be something she would enjoy figuring out herself.

Quinn's thighs were clamping around her head and she could hear faint, breathy moans escaping her mouth. It was making her ache.

Then her nose bumped something hard and slippery, which made Quinn grunt and roll her hips against her face.

Rachel was enveloped with the smell and taste of Quinn, feeling her folds parting with each swipe, and she had to pull back for a moment as her fangs started pushing out.

Rachel took a deep breath and leant back in, kissing the swollen pink lips, then seeking out the bud her nose had hit. She recognised from various biology diagrams, that it was Quinn's clitoris- and she was pleased to see it was engorged, so she knew she was doing something right.

She carefully sucked it between her lips and began suckling, like it was a Lucozade sport bottle. She felt fingers gripping her hair and she figured she was doing well, especially as Quinn got louder and her chin was getting soaked more.

The pink haired teen, was feeling the now familiar tingle building up. She could hear Rachel sucking away, and it just... It did something for her.

She felt her channel clenching, wishing there to be something to clamp onto, but instead just pulsing out her arousal.

Quinn grunted and tensed her body tighter as felt pleasure increase, and she squeezed her eyes shut as she was pushed over.

Rachel moaned at the feeling of Quinn's body quivering against her, she immediately slipped her tongue out to slurp up the cum being expelled by the little hole.

She rubbed Quinn's thigh as she slowly relaxed, freeing Rachel's head and reluctantly pulled her head away to give her some respite.

Quinn was in a blissful daze as her vampire, moved up the bed and gave her a wet kiss on the cheek.

She felt her legs being lifted and then realised that Rachel had gotten her some clean underwear and a pair of pyjama pants.

Languidly, she pushed herself up to lean against the pillows and looked at her girlfriend who was trying to subtly wipe her face clean and pretending she wasn't sucking the juice off her fingers.

Quinn ran her eyes over Rachel's tense body and noticed the obvious tent in her pants.

"Rachel?"

The vampire turned, pulling her middle finger from her mouth and wiping it off on her thigh with a blush. "Yes?"

"Could I... Could I touch you? I'm not ready for what you did, but could I maybe, use my hand instead?" Quinn asked. She wanted to help Rachel as well, but she wasn't sure she would be comfortable with taking something like that in her mouth. She felt slightly guilty for thinking that, however, she didn't want Rachel to get left out. She wanted to make her feel good.

The goth took a moment to slide up beside Quinn, then nodded. "Okay, but you don't have too, and I'll tell you when I'm close."

Quinn smiled shyly at her and nodded, kissing her on the cheek.

Quinn pushed her right hand, slowly, into Rachel's sweatpants and felt the soft silk under her fingertips. Through the material she could feel the heat and firmness of Rachel's... Little friend.

"You don't have to." Rachel whispered. She could feel the trembling in her mate's hand and did not want to be a source of discomfort for her. "I really don't mind."

Quinn smiled at the sincere words, then she looked into the soft eyes that were trained on her face. She knew how desperate Rachel must feel for release, how uncomfortable and frustrated she was- because that was exactly how Quinn had felt waiting for the vampire to put her talented mouth to such exquisitely good use.

"I want to," The punk murmured, leaning up on her free hand to kiss Rachel's lips as her hand dipped into the boxers, brushing against the pulsing organ.

Rachel moaned into her mouth as she submitted to Quinn's tongue, and felt those slim fingers tentatively holding her for the first time.

The punk felt the soft skin under her fingertips, felt the heat of her body, and licked her lips. She carefully pulled out her hand to get into a better position.

Quinn settled on top of her, slipping her hand between their bodies and back around the hard member. She stared at Rachel's face as she jerked her off, she could feel her thrusting into her palm, as she let out soft moans and sighs. She felt more precum coat her hand as Rachel got closer to release.

Gradually the thrusts lost their rhythm and Rachel's hands began to rove Quinn's body but to her surprise, never once strayed below the waist until she settled on wrapping her arms around the blonde's shoulders and resting her head in the crook of her neck.

All Quinn could hear was soft grunts and heated whispers of her name. It was a massive head rush. It was with one whisper yelled utterance of her name, that Rachel spilled over her hand. She kept pumping as the hot sticky fluid coated her fingers and palm, she noticed that it really helped her to pump the shaft faster but it was of little use now as Rachel shrank in her hand

She stroked her a little longer until Rachel tried to curl up, feeling too oversensitive. She carefully extracted her hand and saw the thick white fluid clinging to her fingers, it smelt similar to her own juices and after checking Rachel wasn't looking, she dipped her tongue into a bit.

She swirled it around her mouth and could honestly say she liked it. Which she thought was weird because it was often complained about.

Rachel made a pitiful sound as she reached blindly for her girlfriend and pulled her body close.

Quinn smiled as she pushed her face into Rachel's neck. She loved how much the brunette needed to cuddle after they engaged in any amount of physical activity.

It was a good thing her mom approved of her staying over at Rachel's some nights, because now she couldn't see how they managed before certain intimate parts of their relationship became commonplace.

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Quinn watched Rachel with fond eyes as the vampire chatted away to her mother about different food recipes.

She appreciated how her girlfriend took the time to talk to her mother, she knew it wasn't common in teenage relationships.

She had asked Rachel about it before, why she made such an effort to get to know her mother, and she had seen just that little bit more into the soul of the person she had fallen for with the answer.

Rachel had simply stated that aside from making an effort out of respect, she would forever be eternally grateful to Judy for bringing Quinn into this world at thereby giving Rachel a chance at love.

Regardless of who donated the sperm, Judy was the one who raised someone who was pretty much the epitome of perfect in her eyes, and she could never thank her enough. So if a bit of chatter made her day that little bit brighter, or helping out with some household chores made her day a little less stressful, then by all means, Rachel would do her best to help out.

The pink haired girl almost rolled her eyes at herself. She sounded like some sap out of those old romance novels she used to read. Almost: because if this is what they felt, Quinn could understand them now.

Rachel was the love of her life.

She had known she was the love of Rachel's but she had been somewhat hesitant that Rachel was hers- simply because this wasn't supposed to happen in real life.

Now she has accepted it.

She would love to stand by Rachel's side for as long as possible, but it did raise some questions for her.

Serious questions.

What would happen to her mother? Her friends? Her future?

She had a lot to consider, but she happy for now.

She rested her head on her hand, watching fondly. The only other thing she would rather like was for Rachel to be more open with her affection.

She had brought up the issue- well, it couldn't really be classed as an issue really, she supposed it was more of an observation- that when they were together in public Rachel never kissed her.

They held hands, Rachel hugged her, guided her with a soft hand on her lower back, opened doors for her, swept to up to carry her over puddles - (Quinn teased her mercilessly after that) - and was generally very loving.

But she never really displayed anything that would make it obvious they were a couple.

When it had brought up, Rachel had been honest - as she always was- and explained that it didn't feel right to her.

She witnessed the rather gross PDAs in the school or in the street or basically anywhere two people could share a space, and she didn't like it.

She strongly believed that love was a private thing that should be shared, only, with the people concerned.

Quinn had been hard pressed to argue her point when she got a reply as sweet as that. She had relented to let Rachel continue in her little way, even though sometimes she just wanted to kiss her senseless when the vampire put Finn down so easily when he tried to 'seduce' her. She really used that in the loosest possible sense, because Finn Hudson leering over her was not something she could ever find appealing.

Quinn accepted Rachel was old fashioned, it was one of the attractive qualities she admired, and she also appreciated the fact that the goth did the same for her.

She still wanted Rachel to kiss her in front of people, but at the same time she had grown to appreciate each kiss they shared even more.

She had to admit that what they had was unique. It was special.

And if she was brutally honest? She didn't did not want to share it with anyone.

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Chapter seven is in progress!