A.n : Sorry it takes time, sorry it's short, sorry for grammar and spelling mistakes, truth is... I never re-read it before i upload it. *grin*
"Maybe we can switch again? I'm taking the couch, and you are taking our bed." Rachel suggested. But she knew it was a stupid suggestion. She didn't want to deal with the couch again.
"Why? I'm fine with couch." Quinn eyed her suspiciously.
"Really? Because you had been sneaking to our bedroom and you left before I woke up."
Quinn's eyes bulged, "How did you know that?"
"I felt it" Rachel answered dryly. "You spooned me Quinn."
"Oh. Sorry."
"What?!" Kurt is seething. His voice gain several respectable octaves. "You can't divorce Quinn!"
"But Kurt…-"
"Did she cheat on you?"
"No"
"Her law firm bankrupt?"
"What? No Kurt, it's actually the opposite, her law firm getting bigger."
"Does she have weird fetish you can't fulfill?"
"…That, I don't know, we never-…"
"She lost her abs?"
"Thank God, no."
"Then, don't."
She didn't expect this kind of reaction from Kurt. He supposed to be on her side. She is starting to regret her decision to call him and talk. "Why?"
"Because I can't stand Brody or Finn, yes I know Finn is my brother, but God after I went to New York and gave him my bedroom; he ruined my once well-decorated and carefully-chosen wallpaper with pictures of half naked women from some cheap calendar. You are gonna end up like Terry, Mr. Schue's ex wife. Because Finn follow Mr. Schue's path perfectly, taking over glee club and wear sweaters, vests, and flannels. And don't make me start with Brody, yes he has a defined abs, a charming smile, but admitted he's an ass, he's just like Jesse."
Rachel stares at her phone with blank expression, since she put it on speaker. "Don't be ridiculous Kurt. They're like, years ago. Who says I'm gonna back with one of them?"
"I am! I know you Rachel, if you divorce Quinn; you're going to fall with one of those types of guy and maybe even worse, you're going to fall with one of them again, they're still single you know. You have an awful taste when it comes about men. You always fall for someone who completely an ass."
"Rude, Kurt, rude…" But Kurt ignores her.
"And I'm just accepting Quinn, and her Quinn-ness. I still remember how she told us casually why you two were late when we celebrated Christmas in Lima last year, because she had to make a stop so she could screw you in your rental car. She's way worse than Santana."
"No she's not" Rachel feels the need to defend her wife.
Kurt didn't let Rachel speak. Rachel can only nodding and mumbling something because Kurt dominated this phone call. Maybe Rachel can go to grocery shop and back before Kurt know it, or maybe…maybe she can just disconnect this phone call and text Kurt later and told him the phone's dead and she can't find any charger.
"…My point is... Rachel? Are you still there?"
Rachel rolled her eyes, "Yes Kurt."
"Oh, you surprisingly quiet." Rachel gave her phone a pointed look, actually for Kurt, but they're on the phone, "my point is, don't do anything stupid, you two good for each other. Okay? I gotta go."
"…Or maybe…" Rachel stops her self while she's watching Quinn set the blanket on the couch. "…maybe you can move back to our bedroom…?" Rachel stated unsurely.
"Do you want me to?" Quinn reads Rachel expression.
"I don't know…"
"Then, I am staying here"
Rachel gives her a suspicious look, "…but you're just going to sneak in and sleep in our bed."
"I won't"
"But-…"
"I won't, Rachel."
But of course that was an empty promise from Quinn. Rachel wake up and found her self being spooned. Quinn held her tighter every time she tried to move. So she just continues to sleep in.
"Rach…" Quinn whispers right into Rachel's ear, still not moving from their position. "Rach…"
Rachel grumbled out her response, "Rach…"
"Wha-… What Quinn? Let me sleep…"
"But rach…"
"Why are you staying here? Usually you just left before I woke up." Rachel asked still with her eyes close.
"Rach, please wake up…" Quinn sounds desperate now. Rachel turns her body and face Quinn, not even realize that Quinn still holding her. She just buried her face in the crook of Quinn's neck, mumbling something, her lips moving along on Quinn's skin. She can feel Quinn let out a small gasped, maybe even a moaned, Rachel not sure.
"...Baby…"
Rachel's eyes flew open, she knew that voice.
"Rach, im really, really horny…"
Rachel tried to let her self out from Quinn's tight grasped. But Quinn didn't let her.
"Let me go Quinn." Rachel emphasized her word with a little shove, but of course Quinn didn't budge.
"I just wondering maybe you can help me? To relieve this…discomfort."
Rachel blink, still feeling not awake enough for this. "I just want you between my legs or the other way around, I don't care, I just want to touch you"
"You're not serious… right?"
Quinn didn't know how to convince Rachel, so she took Rachel's hand and guided to… there. To Rachel relieve, Quinn still wearing her panty.
Rachel blushed.
"Help me?"
"Umm-"
"Please…" Quinn is hovering Rachel now, since Rachel tried to escape from her several time. "I need you"
Rachel didn't put up much effort to fight tho'. "C'mon Rach"
"…f-fine"
"Thank you"
...
After an hour of 'work-out' time, they're both staring at the ceiling blankly. None of them is saying a word. "I feel good" Quinn stated with content tone. Rachel did too. But she won't let Quinn know that.
"I'm all sweaty"
"Let's take a bath" Quinn suggested eagerly.
Her breath hitch, "I'm…"
"You…?" Quinn collaborated and idly tracing Rachel's exposed thigh. Rachel didn't say a word, she just afraid her voice more likes a squeak. "You're thinking too much, you're just hesitating, not refusing..." Rachel hated Quinn's brain and her logic right now, damned her for marrying a lawyer. "You want to, but your pride is in the way"
Quinn gives Rachel a passionate kiss, "don't worry, I won't tell anyone."
Rachel blamed Quinn's husky voice and talented lips for this.
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