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I'm not dead guys, it's just been a really, really busy and stressful week. Sorry about that.
But i'm back!
There are a lot of things that Rachel Berry would not expect to happen in this world.
But showering in the same small shower cubicle as Quinn Fabray?
That would definitely take the cake.
Her day had started out normal enough.
Slushy. Class. Slushy. Another class.
Nothing that didn't happen on a daily basis.
But it was after her third slushy that the day had taken a turn...for the best.
At least, that's how she saw it.
Instead of following through with her usual routine of taking her small bag of toiletries to the bathroom and washing her hair in the small sink as she so often did, she decided that a nice hot shower would do the trick to get the sticky purple syrup out of her hair.
It started off innocently.
She was showering and Quinn happened to walk into the locker room. They chatted for a couple of minutes until the blonde offered to go get her some clean clothes, a rare gesture that the brunette wasn't about to turn down.
Then there was the incident where Quinn accidentally saw her naked.
And now here she was.
In said shower.
Naked.
Wet. (In all ways imaginable.)
And pressed against the cold tiles with an equally naked and wet Quinn Fabray standing in front of her with the sexiest smirk she had ever seen.
It was a lot to take in.
Did she mention that they were no longer alone in the locker room?
Unfortunately, their rather impromptu and steamy makeout session from a few minutes ago had been interrupted by the Cheerios, fresh off the field from practice.
Now they were both hiding behind the flimsy white curtain, trying to make the least amount of noise that they possibly could, while they waited for the Cheerios to leave again.
Fortunately, her blonde companion had popped her head out a moment ago and had convinced the stunned Cheerios that she was taking a shower to relieve a headache.
She did not mention the fact that she was sharing said shower with none other than Rachel Berry.
"Rachel...", she heard a low, husky voice calling her name, which immediately brought her out of her thoughts.
She suddenly remembered that Quinn's goddess like body and womanly curves were pressed against her, while she herself was holding her bottle of strawberry shampoo.
The hot water was cascading over them both, but Rachel couldn't help but shiver as a jolt of arousal ran down her spine, directly to her core.
She gulped.
She had seen many scenes like these in plenty erotic films of Sapphic nature, which she had secretly watched a handful of times as a way to... educate herself.
But unlike the movies, this was all too real.
"Rachel?",the angelic voice called again and the brunette cleared her throat, looking up at the blonde with a timid smile as she uncapped the bottle of shampoo.
"Sorry. I was just... thinking of something." she murmured softly as she poured a small dollop of the shampoo into her palm. She had already washed her hair. But now it was Quinn's turn, and the blonde had requested some help.
"What are you thinking about? Me naked?", the blonde wondered curiously, a small smirk playing on her perfect pouty pink lips. The very lips she had had the good fortune of kissing just a few minutes ago.
She still couldn't get over the fact that Quinn Fabray had kissed her.
And touched her.
And...
"No.", she lied, although her face betrayed her by turning a dark shade of pink.
"I was just...Thinking about this.", she said as she gestured between them before slowly reaching up, biting her lip as she began to lather up Quinn's hair. "How I never expected to be in this kind of situation with you."
She watched as the blonde inhaled sharply and closed her eyes, tilting her head back into her small hands. She absently scratched at her scalp and was delightedly surprised when the action earned her a soft purr from Quinn's lips.
"I never thought this would happen either.", came in a quiet whisper from the taller girl.
They had yet to talk about all of this. About the kiss. About being naked together in the shower. About the possibility of feelings between them.
But that would have to wait until they were in a more private setting, because there was still the chance that they would be discovered together if they didn't keep quiet.
And although it hurt, she knew that Quinn wouldn't allow that to happen to her precious reputation. But she understood.
So she just kept lathering up Quinn's soft blonde locks, relishing in the feeling of the pale, perky breasts so gently pressed against their own. She wasn't permitting herself to look anywhere else just yet, for fear that it would just intensify her already throbbing arousal.
"Do you think they're going to leave soon?",she asked softly, her voice barely carrying above the sound of the running water as well as the Cheerios' gossiping.
She smiled softly as she felt a pair of hands on her hips, long narrow fingers tracing over the skin covering her hipbones as the blonde shrugged lightly.
"They're cheerleaders, Rachel. It might take a while.", she chuckled lowly as she glanced up at her, hazel orbs finally anchoring onto deep chocolate.
She could tell that Quinn's heart was beating as fast as her own. That all of this was new and scary and somewhat disbelieving for her too.
"But I really want to kiss you right now.", she pouted softly, inhaling sharply as she felt blunt nails graze over her abdomen, her stomach muscles quivering as she slowly switched their positions so she could rinse the shampoo out of Quinn's hair.
As the soap began to rinse out of golden locks, a small smile appeared on those pink lips and those gentle hands made their way to her lower back, gently bringing her even closer so their bodies were completely flush against one another.
She could feel everything.
"Nothing's stopping you from kissing me. As long as you don't make any noise."
And that was enough for Rachel Berry.
She would take this chance and kiss the daylights out of Quinn Fabray before they were forced to go back to reality and face the impending 'talk', where everything could potentially fall apart or grow into something even better.
But for now, cheerleaders be damned. She was going to claim that mouth again and taste the minty freshness that was Quinn Fabray.
And so she did.
Quinn let out a low moan as she felt those plump lips connect to hers in a surprisingly powerful kiss.
It had been too long.
Okay, so it had barely been ten minutes.
But ten minutes was too long for her to go without Rachel's kisses. She was already addicted to them, and she would take as many as she could in case this was her last chance to kiss the petite brunette.
Although she hoped that that wasn't the case.
She instantly swiped her tongue over Rachel's bottom lip and reveled in the soft whimper she received as she tasted the brunette's delightful strawberry flavored lip gloss.
"Shh, Rach. They'll hear you.", she warned against parted lips that were chasing after her own. But Rachel was anything but quiet, even when she needed to be, so the blonde tried to stifle Rachel's moans with her mouth.
It wasn't long before the kiss became heated and she completely forgot about rinsing out her hair. Although she was sure that the water constantly pouring over them had done the job.
Honestly, she didn't care.
She'd leave the locker room with soapy strawberry scented hair if it meant getting to kiss Rachel for a few more minutes.
She grinned as she felt a pair of small arms wrapping around her neck and gently bit down on Rachel's bottom lip and tugged, which was probably a bad idea because the action caused a loud groan to leave Rachel's mouth.
Fuck.
"Hey Q? Are you okay in there?",she heard one of the Cheerios call out in a slightly worried tone, approaching the shower curtain.
Both girls froze for a moment, their soapy, slippery bodies pressed against one another while their lips ached for each other after being momentarily separated.
Quinn could see Rachel's throat bobbing as the girl swallowed heavily, a brief moment of panic flashing in her eyes.
Quinn licked her lips and cleared her throat so her already building arousal wouldn't be evident in her voice.
"I-I'm fine.",she called out quietly, cursing herself for the stutter in her voice. "I just, uh... Dropped my bottle of shampoo on my foot. Hurts like a bitch.",she lied, stifling a whine when she felt Rachel's warm lips kiss a trail up her neck.
She shot the girl a halfhearted glare which only earned her a light chuckle.
This so wasn't the time.
"Oh. That sucks. Careful, Q. Wouldn't want you to be out for the next couple of practices!",the girl replied and Quinn couldn't help but narrow her eyes because she just knew that that's exactly what her fellow cheerleaders would want.
A Quinn-less practice.
She growled lowly but was immediately soothed by a gentle kiss and sighed heavily, shaking her head as she pulled Rachel close once again. "I can't wait until they fucking leave.", the blonde growled against her favorite pair of lips.
Rachel simply rolled her eyes and brushed some damp strands of hair behind Quinn's ears before she recaptured her lips in a gentle kiss, trying her best not to let out any loud noises this time so they wouldn't be interrupted by another close call.
Quinn's hands couldn't help but wander as they resumed their kiss, tongues gently dueling with one another while her hands slowly slipped from Rachel's lower back, straight down to the pair of soft globes that made up Rachel Berry's amazing ass.
Usually when a boy had put his hands on her ass, she had slapped them away and promptly ended their make out session.
Back then, she had been called a prude and used the excuse that inappropriate touching would make God unhappy and send both she and her then boyfriend straight to hell.
Now she knew it was because she was so very, very gay.
But just in case Rachel decided that her hands were unwelcome, she experimentally gave a small squeeze and waited to gauge her reaction.
Her reward was a soft gasp (probably out of surprise),followed by a quiet moan, which Quinn immediately silenced with a kiss as she smirked slightly, slowly continuing to palm the tanned flesh.
In return, a pair of small hands were now travelling up her stomach and she waited in anticipation as she felt delicate fingers brush past her rib cage, causing a shiver to run down her spine, before those warm hands cautiously enveloped her breasts.
"Oh.",she breathed out as she arched into the touch, trying her very best to hold back the aroused moan that threatened to bubble up from the back of her throat.
She had never let anyone touch her bare breasts.
Not even Puck when they had...
She didn't let him.
And now here Rachel was, tentatively squeezing them while brushing her palms over her nipples, which were stiff because of the combination of hot water, cold air and her steadily increasing arousal.
And it felt amazing.
They were groping at each other like a pair of needy horndogs, but they obviously didn't care one bit.
They also didn't care that they were doing so in the school locker room while a dozen cheerleaders were only a few feet away.
Quinn's hands squeezed hard as she swallowed Rachel's throaty moan.
Rachel's fingers pinched and tugged while capturing Quinn's quiet whimper.
They were so eager that their kisses were rapidly becoming sloppy.
All tongues and teeth and gentle bites.
And right as Quinn's hand decided to sneak its way down to explore the valley of Rachel's soft thighs.
The worst thing imaginable happened.
They weren't suddenly discovered by the Cheerios, no.
But the water did abruptly turn cold...
Their loud squeals resonated against the tiled walls as they both pulled away from each other, and away from the icy cold spray of water.
Both gasping for air and from the fact that they had just been doused in freezing water.
Effectively putting a damper on their...activities.
Cold showers did wonders to kill arousal.
"Oh my god.", Rachel breathed out as she shook and shivered, wrapping her arms around herself as she tried to regain the warmth she had suddenly lost.
But not Quinn.
Quinn was frozen in place, eyes wide in fear that they had just alerted the Cheerios of what was going on in the shower, and who she was showering with.
Her heart was hammering loudly in her chest as she held her breath and waited.
Waited for someone to pull back the curtain. To discover them together.
To run and tell the whole school that Quinn Fabray and Rachel Berry were hooking up in the locker room.
But all she heard was silence.
And that made her brows crease into a small frown.
She glanced at Rachel before taking a small step forward.
"Hello...?", she called out loudly, slowly reaching for the shower curtain.
No answer.
She pulled back the curtain and rose her brows in surprise.
The locker room was completely deserted. Not a Cheerio in sight. No makeup bags, or hair dryers. No pompoms or tennis shoes.
Nothing.
The only thing in sight, that she was eternally grateful for, was a stack of fresh white towels.
"I guess we were so busy that we didn't hear them leave.", came the small voice from behind her and she looked over her shoulder to see Rachel looking up at her, lip caught between her teeth in a way that was completely adorable.
But also sexy.
Because, you know, she was naked and all.
They both were.
She swallowed thickly as the events of the past ten minutes quickly replayed in her mind and felt her cheeks turn the same shade as her cheerleading uniform.
Which, she noticed, was currently laying in a crumpled, soaking wet pile in the corner of the shower cubicle.
Wonderful.
All she could think about was that in the last hour, she had rounded two bases with Rachel Berry.
Her mind had reached maximum capacity, because that was a lot to handle.
"We should, um... get dressed. I think you've had enough of shower time for today. And I don't know about you, but... I'm freezing.",she chuckled lowly as she stepped out of the shower and quickly scurried over to the pile of towels and grabbed one for herself, as well as one for Rachel.
When she turned around, she saw that the brunette had also stepped out of the shower and was lightly shivering as she waited for her towel.
Quinn's heart began to race again as she handed her the towel, watching as the brunette wrapped it around her beautiful naked body, effectively covering up all the glorious features Quinn had had the privilege to touch while in the shower.
But now it was over.
And stepping out of the shower was like stepping out of an alternate universe back into the reality that was their everyday lives.
But they couldn't pretend that what just happened was nothing but a fantasy.
As much as Quinn would like to forget about the real world for as long as possible and continue to discover whom she would now deem at the eighth wonder of the world, behind the safety of the white curtain, they couldn't avoid what was coming.
The big talk.
And that scared the shit out of her.
She knew she wasn't ready for it. Maybe she would never be ready. To tell Rachel about her screwed up past, her hidden feelings, her motives. Everything she had been repressing ever since she had laid eyes on Rachel Berry.
She was also terrified to find out what the brunette had to say in return. Did she like her? Did she go along with the kiss just for fun? Was she going to walk out of here and forget all of this ever happened?
God, she felt like she was going to pass out.
Maybe she really should go to the nurse's office.
"Quinn, are you okay? You're looking a little pale.",the brunette said worriedly as she stared at her, taking a step closer.
Quinn was looking around frantically while she willed her brain to start functioning properly again.
She cleared her throat and picked up the fallen clothes that were still on the ground. The ones she had gone to the storage room to get for Rachel but that the girl had never put on because Quinn had so spontaneously tackled her into a kiss.
"I'm fine. Just, um... Processing.", she said softly as she handed her the clothes.
Rachel kept staring at her, worried that the blonde would either freak out or worse, run away from her.
But Quinn did neither. Because she truly was trying to process everything that had happened, and until she did that, she would remain quiet.
The next few minutes passed in silence.
Rachel slowly got dressed in the sweatpants and tanktop, all the while watching Quinn with a concerned expression because she had no way of telling what the blonde would do next, or how everything would proceed from that point on.
There was no way everything would just go back to normal... right?
Quinn got dressed as well.
After putting her soaked uniform in a plastic bag, she took out her spare that she kept in her locker just in case and quickly put it on.
She then combed through her damp hair and splashed some cold water on her face to calm herself from the impending panic attack she felt like she was going to have.
"You can do this...",she whispered to herself as she stared at her reflection in the mirror. She may be terrified, but there was no way she was going back to the old Quinn Fabray. The scared girl in the closet who would take out her feelings on Rachel Berry by ordering slushies on her and calling her names.
She was not regressing back to that. No way in hell.
"You can do this.",she said again, trying to build her confidence even though some parts of her were telling her to run and never look back.
"Do what, Quinn?", Rachel said from behind her, having heard her talking to herself.
Great. She'll think i'm insane for doing that again.
The blonde took a deep breath and ran a hand through her hair before turning around to face the brunette.
She was at a loss for words for a moment because Rachel looked so damn gorgeous in Cheerios clothes.
She raked her gaze over the small girl's body and absently licked her lips before she cleared her throat and met her eyes, seeing worry and a bit of fear.
And it broke her damn heart.
Rachel thought she was going to run too.
"Rachel, we have to talk.",she said softly, gnawing nervously on her bottom lip.
She watched as the singer inhaled sharply and gave a small nod, their gazes still intensely locked.
"Where?",she asked quietly, knowing that this was something they couldn't do while still at school. They needed to go somewhere private, where they could have a long, honest talk and get out everything that had both been hiding over the years.
Quinn's lips then curved into the smallest of smiles as she grabbed her car keys out of her locker and took a step forward, letting herself take a hold of Rachel's hand for a brief moment.
"We already missed class, so...How about I show you my favorite spot in the whole world?"
"Can we talk there?"
"We can talk as long as you want, Rach."
And with that, they left the locker room behind.
Their temporary safe haven, where they had shared an intimate moment for the first time.
Now they were off to have a much needed talk.
And Quinn would show Rachel her favorite hiding place.
Then maybe, just maybe, when it was all said and done... she'd get to taste that sweet strawberry gloss one more time.
Here's to hoping.
xxx
Hope you guys don't hate me for disappearing for a week. I had a lot of stuff on my plate.
Also, you may have noticed that I stopped writing my speaking parts in italics. Someone commented on my other fic and said that was annoying or something.
I was writing it how I preferred it but oh well. No more italics from now on.
Please be kind and leave a few reviews!
They finally left the locker room and now they're heading to Quinn's special place to have the talk. Can anyone guess where that is?
New chapter up soon, I promise. Also, for those who are following 'A Table for Two is Where You'll Run Into Your Past', new chapter up tomorrow!
Thanks for the continuing support!
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