"Rachel!" Quinn screamed so loud her throat hurt as she ran after Rachel down her neighborhood street in Lima, Ohio. The scream came out raspy and awkward, and not as loud as it felt, because of the mucous build up in her throat from crying mixed with the shakiness caused by her rapidly beating heart. Her heart raced so fast she thought she was going to have a heart attack. She tried to scream louder to get Rachel's attention, but her vocal cords wouldn't permit it. Rachel escaped into the darkness, and Quinn stopped to catch her breath. She closed her eyes and shook her head as her heart continued to bang against her sternum, frightened. She hated herself for being such an idiot and part of her wondered if Rachel would ever forgive her. She honestly didn't care anymore about what others thought. She felt like she and Rachel were going in circles around this one problem that was all about her own fear, not Rachel's. She had to tell her. She had to make it right.
Quinn waited until she got kicked out of the dorms to go back to Lima. Although she wanted to see Rachel so badly it pained her to think about it, she very fiercely did not want to be back in Ohio. How can she go back to that after living in New York City?
She and Rachel hadn't seen or talked more than the occasional text. Quinn hadn't even told Rachel about Lucy. The qualities she found attractive about her were in retrospect, quite superficial and she was glad she felt so fulfilled by Rachel, and free from the constant pressure to be 'cool'. She also felt pretty lucky that Rachel keeps putting up with all her bullshit. She made a mental pact with herself to stop the cowardly, irrational bullshit that she seems to keep displaying. She was on her way back to Lima, sitting on a plane, staring at a text from Rachel that read, "I can't wait to see you" with tons of hearts and kissy faces. She slept for practically the whole trip, the exhaustion from finals having had its toll on her body.
When Quinn got back, she never felt so alone and out of place. She wasn't homesick anymore. She hated Lima. She hated pretending to be perfect little Quinn, but she sucked it up and did it anyway, just to avoid a confrontation. She didn't see or call Rachel for the first couple of days, partly because of the mental adjustment to her "home-self", and partly because she knew Rachel would want to come out to their families. She couldn't deal with that just yet.
Rachel went home a day earlier than Quinn, so she had the whole trip to herself. For the first time, she was able to actually miss Quinn to the full extent that her mind could allow. No more scholastic distractions of 24/7 studying and rehearsing. She was relieved that she aced her finals, but as the relief settled, she felt the crushing nostalgia of missing her girlfriend weighing on her chest. She tried to sleep, but couldn't stop thinking about Quinn. She wondered how Quinn spent the two weeks. Did she spend them as diligently studying as she did? Or did she take her 'advice' and see more of Lucy? She vehemently hoped it was the former, because if it was the latter, the sheer thought of it made her eyes burn with hurt. She hated that she was so emotional, and she regretted not telling Quinn exactly how she felt. It is amazing what fear of a negative response will do. Fear of a fight, fear of breaking up, fear of finding out the other doesn't love you as much as you love her. Nevertheless, she had faith in them as a couple. She made up her mind that tonight was the night to tell to her dads, like she'd planned since the last time she saw Quinn in that dorm room.
When Rachel got home, she was welcomed with a little party just for her by her dads. They both hugged her at the same time, kissing her cheeks and speaking over each other. It overwhelmed her, but she was just happy to be amongst the chaos and love that was her home. She hugged and kissed them in return, and they had a nice family dinner together. During desert, Rachel stopped talking. She looked down at her cup of tea.
"Dads" She said, then paused and swallowed a lump in her throat. "I want to give you some good news, um, about me." It was coming out more awkward than she'd foreseen. Her dads watched in anticipation. Her sudden and out-of-character modesty confused them.
"Is this about a boy?" Her older dad said, smiling mischievously.
"Please tell me you're finally over that Finn boy." Her slightly younger dad said as he rolled his eyes dramatically.
"No. It's not about Finn."
"Thank god. I'm sorry sweetie, but he was so boring!" Said the other dad, equally as dramatic. She ignored that last comment because she did genuinely love Finn back then, and no one understood.
"It's actually, um, about Quinn." The last word floated in the air as Rachel tried not to internally panic.
"What about Quinn?" Said the older dad, casually, and a little perplexed.
"I'm surprised you two kept in touch. I thought you hated each other. What did she do to you now?" Said the younger dad, confused.
"No, dad, we became friends senior year, remember?" Her dad just squinted and nodded, trying to remember.
"We kept in touch." She continued. "She gave me a bus pass."
"A what?"
"Never mind. We've been seeing a lot of each other."
Both her dads started to put the pieces together, albeit slowly. She swallowed hard, and fidgeted with her cuticles. This wasn't supposed to be so awkward and difficult. They were the open minded ones. They should just understand and, like, already know, right? She thought to herself as she simultaneously tried to gather the right words.
"And…do you really not know what I'm getting at?"
"No, sweetie, please enlighten us. You're starting to freak us out." Said the younger dad.
"Me and Quinn." She raised her eyebrows, and took a deep breath.
"Oh my god, you and Quinn are a couple!" Said the older dad. Rachel nodded, relieved.
"Yes." She whispered. Her dads stared at her, waiting for her to speak again, waiting for her eyes to open. The young dad put his hand over his chest.
"Oh dear lord you really love her!" He exclaimed.
"Yes!" Rachel said shakily with a tear in her eye.
"What's wrong honey?" Said the older dad, as he moved towards her, and put his large graceful hand on her tiny shoulder. She placed her hand on his.
"No, I'm fine. I'm just happy you guys are supportive."
"Why wouldn't we be supportive? Hello!?" Said the younger dad dramatically as he moved to the other side of her, and pulled her head to his face and kissed her temple. She closed her eyes and let some more tears come as they hugged and kissed her. She was happy that they were supportive, but she was also crying because she wanted Quinn and she wasn't there.
Quinn looked at herself in the mirror at her perfectly coiffed hair and pretty little white dress she put on for dinner. She sighed and closed her eyes as she looked at her phone. Two texts from Rachel: "babe you home yet?" and "come over if you're home."
She sat through a quiet sit down dinner with her family, the only conversation being of trivial subject matter like sports or gossip about people her parents knew. After she finished her last bite of salmon, she stood up.
"I'm finished. I'm sorry, but I have to run out." She left the table.
"But Quinnie, we haven't even had dessert yet. I have a tart. " Said her mom.
"Yeah I know, I'm really full though. I won't be long." She said as she feigned a smile and grabbed her coat and keys and headed out the door.
Knock knock knock.
"Rachel, go see who that is." Her older dad ordered as he and his husband were cleaning the kitchen in tandem. Rachel opened the door and there was Quinn, standing there all dressed up, a huge smile on her face, and tears in her eyes.
"I've missed you so much." Quinn breathed out as she leaped onto Rachel's shoulders, squeezing her so hard Rachel could only breath shallow breaths. Rachel stroked Quinn's back as they kissed each other's necks.
"Aw, honey, me too. I'm so glad you're here." She shut her eyes tight. They stayed hugging in the foyer for a good thirty seconds until Quinn brushed the hair out of Rachel's face, and kissed her sweetly, her hands resting on her cheeks. She didn't even care that Rachel's dads were close by, and the kiss turned hot. Quinn snuck her tongue into Rachel's mouth. Rachel obliged only for a couple of seconds, and then broke the kiss, giggling. Her stomach was full of butterflies. She grabbed Quinn's hand.
"Come and—."
"I told Lucy to back off." Quinn said with her familiar bas timing. Rachel was caught off guard, as she was about to lead Quinn into the kitchen to talk to her parents.
"I mean, I told her we couldn't be friends anymore. And that I only wanted you." Rachel smiled, relieved, but oddly not surprised. She took a step back and kissed Quinn softly on the lips.
"I love you." Quinn said, and Rachel nodded, smiling sweetly, like she understood everything without having to say anything.
"Come on. My dads are in the kitchen. I have a surprise for you."
Rachel led Quinn into the kitchen and there were Rachel's dads, beaming. They both charged her and gave her one big hug. Rachel held her breath in anticipation. Quinn was a little uncomfortable with the suddenness of the hug, hugs not being something she got a lot from her own parents, and darter her eyes over to Rachel.
"Um, Rach? What's going on?" Quinn said.
"I told them about us!" Rachel said as she took Quinn's hand. The two of them were now standing opposite Rachel's dads. There was a moment of awkward silence as Quinn took it all in.
"We're happy for you two!" The younger dad said. Rachel's older father stared wildly into Quinn's eyes.
"If you hurt our little baby-."
"Dad!" Rachel cut him off. "No." She shook her head. Quinn was speechless. She didn't want to hurt Rachel ever, but she knew she had in the past, and she definitely wasn't ready to come out to her parents.
"We're very happy." Quinn said politely as she squeezed Rachel's hand for assurance. Parents always made her nervous. Mostly because her own were always so distant and scary. There was another moment of awkward silence. Quinn turned her head towards Rachel, in a failed attempt to talk to her privately.
"Can we go somewhere?" She whispered into Rachel's hair. Rachel nodded.
"We're just gonna go take a drive." Quinn said to Rachel's dads. Quinn led Rachel out the door.
Outside, Rachel was in sweats and Quinn was in her dress and a fancy wool coat. Rachel marveled at her beauty. She stared at the bare skin of her neck, and her jaw-line. She licked her lips in response as Quinn puffed her lips out to bite the lip-gloss off her slightly chapped lips.
"You look so beautiful!" Rachel said with a big smile. Quinn rolled her eyes in embarrassment and pulled Rachel in close by the waist, as they stood by her car. She stared deeply into Rachel's eyes and smirked as their centers touched. Rachel gulped.
"You're so hot." Quinn said in a low tone, almost whispering. "Even in sweats."
"Yeah right." Rachel said as Quinn pulled her in even closer and kissed her on the lips, then gently grazing her tongue along Rachel's bottom lip. Rachel gulped again as her heart began to race. The only thoughts that crossed her mind were sex, sex, sex, and more sex, and she thought she might go mad, so she opened her mouth and darted her tongue into Quinn's mouth, kissing her hard. Quinn gripped Rachel's sweatshirt at the waist and returned the affection, moaning into Rachel's mouth, their tongues entangling, battling, searching, like they haven't kissed in years. Then Quinn forced them apart, breaking their seal and Rachel whimpered in disapproval. Rachel took a deep breath, massaged her temples with her two fingers, blinked many times, took another deep breath, and tried to compose herself. Her core throbbed and she put her hand on the cold metal of the car.
"Get in the car." Quinn said as she walked to the driver's side.
"Where are we going?" Rachel said as she got in.
Quinn drove for ten minutes until she stopped in a parking lot to the nearest but closed park. No one was around. She unhooked her seatbelt, and kept the car running for heat.
"Get in the back." She said as she opened the door and entered the back seat. As they both sat in the back, Quinn picked a wrapped present from the floor.
"Happy Hanukkah, and Merry Christmas." Quinn said as she handed it to Rachel.
"Oh Quinn! I didn't know we were doing this now. I left yours at home."
"It's okay, just open it." Quinn said. Rachel opened it and revealed a white gold bracelet from Tiffany's in New York. Rachel gasped loudly and dramatically.
"Holy shit, Quinn!" Rachel exclaimed, and Quinn laughed. She had gotten some money from her dad to spend on Christmas gifts; 75% went to this bracelet.
"There's an engraving. Look."
"I'm yours forever, love Quinn." Rachel read out loud. Her eyes started to burn and tears just started streaming. All she kept thinking was that it was like they were married. It affected her to the point where she couldn't stop crying. She was filled with an overwhelming amount of love.
"Don't cry, Rach!"
"I'm sorry." She said as she wiped her puffy bloodshot eyes with her sweatshirt. "I'm not dressed for this moment."
"What?"
"Look at you. You look amazing. I look like shit. I'm going to remember this moment as me looking a mess."
"You look beautiful as always. I'm glad you like it." She said as she stretched her arm out. "Come here." Quinn said as she pulled Rachel over to her by the waist. Rachel sat in Quinn's lap and kissed her.
"I love you so much. Thank you for my beautiful bracelet."
"You're welcome." Quinn smiled and kissed Rachel back.
Rachel then moved to straddle Quinn, her knees touching the seat. Their tongues entwined as they sat in the back of Quinn's spacious car, Rachel's hands in Quinn's hair. Quinn groped Rachel's legs and ass, then snuck her hands up Rachel's sweatshirt and unhooked her bra. Her hands roamed around her torso, squeezing her breasts, feeling the warm skin of her tiny waist and toned stomach against her fingers and palms. Rachel removed her top to reveal her naked breasts, nipples erect, and goose bumps showing as Rachel gasped at her touch. Quinn kissed and licked them passionately and then placed her mouth on her breastbone, kissing her hot skin, as she groped her ass over her jeans. Rachel closed her eyes and tilted her head back, running her fingers through Quinn's hair. Quinn unzipped Rachel's jeans.
"Let me take these off." Rachel said as she rolled herself off Quinn, pulled her jeans and underwear off, and then swiftly returned to Quinn's lap. She ground her hips down onto Quinn as their tongues and lips gently touched. Rachel then snaked her fingers through Quinn's hair and pulled her into a deep, rough, kiss. Her tongue darted inside Quinn's mouth as she massaged her tongue with her own. They both moaned simultaneously, as they felt their cores ignite. Their tongues battled, and searched around inside each other's mouths, taking in as much of each other as possible.
Quinn gently placed her fingers over Rachel's center. She marveled at how wet Rachel was, and slipped her fingers around her clit. Rachel moaned at her touch as she leaned in to kiss Quinn again. Quinn rubbed her clit harder as her other arm wrapped around Rachel's tiny waist. Rachel sloppily kissed Quinn as she pushed hard against Quinn's fingers, grinding her hips up and down, and whimpering softly.
Quinn kissed Rachel's neck and chest as she slid two fingers easily inside Rachel's opening. Rachel let out a singing sigh of pleasure at the sensation, her mouth open, slightly smiling, remembering the feeling. Then Quinn gripped Rachel's waist hard as she took control, pushing her fingers swiftly in and out, with her face pushed against Rachel's heaving chest. Rachel put two arms around Quinn's shoulders and tilted her head back, snaking her fingers through Quinn's hair. Quinn licked and kissed Rachel's salty skin as she pumped her fingers into her girlfriend, her thumb touching her most sensitive spot.
"Yes." Rachel breathily exclaimed as she rode Quinn's fingers, feeling herself about to orgasm, her eyes closed, her mouth open, her heart racing. Quinn stared at Rachel's open mouth, her tongue grazing her bottom lip. She felt Rachel's walls clench around her fingers and then pumped faster.
"Oh god…oh god…oh god." Rachel kept saying. "I'm gonna…I'm gonna!—aahhhh!" Her breath hitched and she let out a scream of joy as Quinn continued to push her fingers in and out more deliberately. Rachel gripped Quinn's hair as her body shook and her stomach clenched over and over again. Her knees shook against the leather. Quinn kissed her breasts and licked her skin again, then Rachel's grip on her loosened and her breathing became heavier and deeper as she tried to come back to reality. Quinn slipped her fingers out of Rachel and hugged her tight as Rachel kissed her hard, her tongue entangling with her own. Quinn moaned into Rachel's mouth as Rachel looked at her and smiled. Quinn slid her hands up and down Rachel's naked thighs, caressing her ass, as they kissed some more.
Then Rachel reached behind Quinn and unzipped the back of her dress, then quickly unhooked her bra to reveal her naked breasts, which she eagerly took in her hands and massaged, feeling her erect nipples between her fingers. She then dropped to the floor, on her knees, and pushed the bottom of Quinn's dress up and swiftly pulled off her underwear. Quinn snaked her fingers through Rachel's soft hair as Rachel gripped Quinn's ass and pulled her closer to her face. Quinn spread her legs wide in anticipation. Rachel did not hesitate, and she licked from her opening up to her clit. Quinn gasped at the sensation of Rachel's tongue, and placed both hands on Rachel's head as Rachel paid close attention to her most sensitive spot. She flattened her tongue and pushed down hard as she massaged it in circles. Quinn bucked her hips up and pushed Rachel's head in harder, her hips moving up and down against Rachel's face.
Quinn hadn't felt that amazing tongue on her wet sex in much too long a time, and she was overcome with emotion at the missed sensation. She closed her eyes and felt tears stream down her face. She suddenly felt herself reaching orgasm already and let out a series of short whimpers, her breath catching, tears falling into her open mouth. Rachel gripped Quinn's ass and pulled her in even closer, sucking at her spot, then she slipped her tongue inside Quinn's opening.
"Oh god!" Quinn moaned in low raspy tone as she closed her eyes and tilted her head back as she let Rachel take her over. Rachel's tongue slid around wildly, and Quinn's heart raced, her breath hitched, and then Rachel could feel Quinn's walls clenching around her tongue. She then took her tongue out, and slipped two of her fingers into Quinn and pumped really fast.
"Oh!" Quinn yelped as Rachel pushed faster, sending her on her way in only about five seconds. Then she felt her core contract and her entire body start to spasm as she came apart. Her toes curled and she shook; Rachel's fingers still inside her. She smiled with complete satisfaction, and then let out a slight moan as Rachel pulled her fingers out. Rachel crawled back up to kiss Quinn and Quinn wiped the hair and sweat off Rachel's face with both her hands. She smiled, and kissed her again. Rachel smiled back, and placed her face in Quinn's neck, kissing her gently.
Then suddenly Quinn gripped her again by the waist and lied Rachel down on her back, on the seat. She lifted one of Rachel's beautifully strong legs up over her shoulder, then lowered her head, and placed her tongue on Rachel's bundle of nerves, kissing it, and sucking at it with great attention. Rachel was caught off guard, but immediately felt the effects. She pushed Quinn's head down harder into her, as Quinn licked with violent fervor. She was desperate to taste Rachel, to have all of her at that moment. She was filled with such intense emotion that she almost didn't understand. She wanted to take in as much as she could. It was like she had no control, like Rachel's wetness was heroine to her. She had to have more. Rachel moaned as Quinn's intense passion desperately turned her on. She ground her hips into Quinn's face, as she bit her bottom lip.
"Oh fuck." Rachel cried as she held Quinn's head in her hands, pushing her in closer, "Yes. Oh god right there, keep doing that. Oh god." She said quietly as her walls began to clench and her breathing became more rapid. She gripped Quinn's hair and rolled her hips up and down slowly then faster and faster, riding Quinn's face hard. Then suddenly, she screamed in intense pleasure as she felt her core contract. The sensation jolted up to her head and down to her toes as her eyes rolled back. Quinn kissed Rachel's stomach, breasts, chest, neck, jaw, lips, as she gently rested her hand on Rachel's bundle of nerves, letting Rachel experience her orgasm fully. Rachel's core contracted once more and they looked at each other intensely and directly in the eyes. Rachel noticed Quinn's wild eyes, a little bloodshot from crying. She was so overcome with love that she had to kiss her. Rachel then brushed her lips gently against Quinn's and then kissed her hard, their tongues battling. Their lips smacked together. Rachel licked Quinn's spit off her own lips, tasting herself. She giggled.
"I really missed you." Rachel said through her giggly smile. Quinn smiled back, her emotions taking hold of her.
"I really love you." Quinn choked out through a lump in her throat as she kissed her once more, then rested her head on her chest. It was a little uncomfortable in that back seat, but they didn't care. They lied there cuddling without speaking for a little while. Rachel stroked Quinn's back and hummed a soothing song. Quinn's feverish passion calmed and she fell into a short nap. Afterwards, Quinn opened her eyes and sat up, and put her dress back on. Rachel watched her.
"What is it?" Rachel said.
"Nothing. I just wanted to get up and stretch."
"Quinn." Rachel said as she sat up slowly and put her sweatshirt back on, leaving her bra and jeans and underwear on the floor.
"I really love my gift. I means so much to me, really."
"Well I wanted to do something special… for you. And I mean it. I mean what I wrote on it." She said as she smiled sweetly at Rachel.
"I know you do, babe. And It is special. It is so special." She emphatically grabbed her chest, and then she paused. "And also…I'm happy… um, that you decided not to see Lucy anymore. I mean, I knew you loved me. I had faith in us, I mean, I didn't really want-."
"I know." Quinn said, and Rachel snuggled up against Quinn and they held hands. Quinn touched Rachel's bracelet. "Now you know for sure that I only want you." She paused. "Only you, babe. Forever and ever." She said in a lighter tone, suddenly self-conscious, and trying not to be too melodramatic. Rachel pulled their entwining hands up and kissed Quinn's hand.
"I never doubted our love." Rachel said. "Which is why I told my dads." Quinn only nodded her head.
"This doesn't mean we have to come out to your parents, you know." Rachel said.
"Yeah, I know." Quinn said, though she knew that's what Rachel really wanted. As much as Quinn wanted to be honest and open and do the right thing, something was pulling her back. It was the crippling fear of being made to feel like an other, an outsider, a deviant. She hated herself for being a constant coward, but sometimes it felt too powerful to overcome. And yet at other times she felt that Rachel's love for her could give her the strength to overcome anything. With her, anything's possible, she thought. Maybe she could try. Rachel played with her bracelet, wondering what Quinn was thinking. Quinn rubbed Rachel's arm lovingly, and it soothed Rachel. She closed her eyes.
"Let's do it." Quinn said, breaking the silence.
"Are you sure?" Rachel said as she tilted her head up to look at Quinn's face.
"Yeah. Why not? What am I so afraid of? What's the worse that can happen? They disown me and I can't go to Yale anymore?" She paused. "They wouldn't do that would they?" She said softly, and rhetorically.
"Let's wait until after Christmas. Or after New Years. Or you know, we don't have to tell them." Rachel said, suddenly fearing the gravity of it.
"No. It'll be good for us. I need to do this." Quinn said, as she squeezed Rachel's arm unconsciously. Rachel moved back onto Quinn's lap, her legs stretched out on the seat. Quinn wrapped her arms around Rachel.
"No pressure." Rachel said as she stared into Quinn's eyes with fierce sincerity.
"I know." Quinn paused. "I want to be able to be free – to be with you openly and not have to worry about other people. We shouldn't have to constantly walk on eggshells around our parents. Oh, this would upset them, that would upset them, we shouldn't upset them unnecessarily, they wouldn't understand, it's not their business. God, they're adults, they should be able to handle it. Right?" Quinn looked up into Rachel's attentive, and comforting big brown eyes. It sounded great in theory, but the fear of disappointing her parents still irked her even if it was irrational. Rachel nodded empathetically and kissed Quinn sweetly, gently holding her jaw with her fingertips. Quinn smiled and closed her eyes at the sentiment. It made her heart ache to know this girl loved her so much.
"I need you there with me, when I tell them." Quinn said as her hand moved up Rachel's sweatshirt to feel her soft warm skin, hugging her close.
"Sure, if that's what you want. Anything you want." Rachel said softly as she curled her knees up so Quinn was cradling her. She let Quinn's hand roam around her naked legs, over her hips, and under her shirt, and she leaned her head onto Quinn's shoulder. Quinn pulled Rachel in closer and kissed her lips gently, touching the tip of her tongue to Rachel's, teasing her. She moved her hand around to Rachel's breasts, and gently massaged one, feeling Rachel's nipple harden between her fingers. Rachel moaned softly, then broke the kiss and smiled into Quinn's eyes.
"We probably should go back. Don't you think?" Rachel let out through a huge mischievous smile, with her arms around Quinn's neck now, as Quinn continued to grope her all over.
"No." Quinn said as she kissed her again, darting her tongue into Rachel's mouth. "I can't get enough of you." She said in a sweet, seductive tone that reminded Rachel of her singing voice. Those last words echoed in the air as Rachel felt her heart ache, and she opened her mouth wide to let Quinn in, their lips smacking against each other, tongues searching for each other. The thought of Quinn wanting her so badly made her head spin.
"Mmmm." Rachel moaned into Quinn's mouth as she felt her heart starting to beat in her throat. Quinn's hands roamed up and down her naked legs, then to her hips, gripping her ass hard.
"My god, Rach. You're so hot, I can't stand it." She said as she kissed Rachel's throbbing pulse point on her neck and placed her hand on Rachel's slippery wet center. Rachel hummed as Quinn rubbed her bundle of nerves.
"You're so wet." Quinn whispered in a shaky and raspy voice as she rubbed in small circles. Rachel was so turned on that she thought she might explode any minute, and she began to pant. Rachel leaned into Quinn, closed her eyes, and suddenly her hand shot up like a spasm, searching for Quinn's face. She grabbed Quinn's face with her hand and looked her in the eye. Then Quinn easily slipped two fingers inside her wet, hot opening.
"Ohhh!" Rachel screamed quite loudly at the sensation, and held Quinn's head tighter, shutting her eyes tightly again. Quinn pumped fast, instantly hitting her g-spot, sending Rachel to a quick orgasm. Rachel was still overwhelmed by Quinn's continued violent passion, and she felt herself clench up, and then explode into a series of convulsions.
"Oh my….god. Oh my….go-." Rachel muttered out as she came hard, shaking, biting her bottom lip, then letting it take her over.
Quinn watched her rapturously. She was addicted to the sight of Rachel's orgasmic face. It was beautiful to her. Rachel curled her body into a ball in Quinn's lap as she came down from her high, licked her lips slowly, and then started to laugh.
"Why do you do that?" Rachel giggled.
"Do what?"
"It's not fair." Rachel said. They both laughed. "Why do I feel like I'm the only naked one here? Why is your dress on?"
"I don't know. That last time was spontaneous." Said Quinn as she rubbed her hand up and down Rachel's naked leg and ass.
"That's what I mean. Not fair." Rachel said. "Why don't you sit in my lap?" Quinn chuckled. "What? Just 'cause I'm smaller you can't sit in my lap?" Rachel said seriously. Quinn stopped laughing.
"No. Yeah sure, I can." Quinn said awkwardly as Rachel slipped off her lap, and onto the seat, in a ready position.
"Well, come on." Rachel said with a commanding and seductive look in her eyes. A look Quinn was never able to resist.
"Okay." Quinn said as she slowly unzipped her dress and slipped it off. She locked eyes with Rachel as she unhooked her bra and crawled over to Rachel, slowly straddling her. Rachel gulped. Quinn's breasts rested in front of Rachel's face and Rachel slid her hands up and down Quinn's back as she eagerly but sensuously kissed her breasts.
"You're perfect." Rachel said as she slid her hands all around Quinn's torso, squeezing her breasts, feeling her toned abs, her hips, her ass, her legs, digging her fingers into her skin. Quinn lifted Rachel's sweatshirt off and their skin touched as Quinn's arms fell back down to her side. Rachel tugged at Quinn's underwear.
"Get rid of these." Rachel commanded. Quinn rolled onto the seat and slipped them off, flinging them on the floor, and then she turned back onto Rachel's lap, completely naked. Rachel groped Quinn's thighs and ass and up her sides, then she settled her right hand on Quinn's center. She parted her folds and touched her sensitive spot gently.
"Ah!" Quinn gasped softly at her touch as Rachel rubbed attentively.
"That's nice, right?" Rachel said in a low voice.
"Yes." Quinn hissed as she closed her eyes. Then Rachel squeezed her breast with one hand and she slipped her two fingers inside with the other. Quinn ground her hips down onto Rachel's hand. She moaned and Rachel felt a rush of excitement.
"I wanna fuck you." Rachel whispered as she gripped Quinn's lower back, stopping her hips from gyrating, and started to pump her hard.
"Oh god!" Quinn screamed as Rachel pushed her fingers in and out. "Right there. Oh god, yes." Quinn tilted her head back. Rachel's other hand gripped her ass hard, leaving marks on her skin. Her right forearm muscle started to burn as she felt Quinn about to come.
"You gonna come?" Rachel grunted out.
"Yes!" Quinn screamed in a loud and high-pitched tone as she fell apart on top of Rachel. Her breath caught and she collapsed onto Rachel as her core convulsed rapidly, her toes curling. She licked her lips and moaned as Rachel pulled her fingers out, so she could wrap her arms around Quinn, caressing her and kissing her chest. Quinn then picked her head up and kissed Rachel hard on the lips. She slipped her tongue easily into Rachel's mouth and moaned. Rachel hummed in return as she snaked her hand through her blonde hair, kissing her sensually in return. They could have kept this going all night.
Then, suddenly: buzz buzz beep! A text message popped up on Quinn's screen, sounding from the floor. She groaned as she pulled her lips away from Rachel's, touching foreheads dramatically. She kissed Rachel on the cheekbone then rolled off her to slip her dress back on. Then she fished for her phone. The text was from her mother.
Where are you sweetie? Was all the text said. It was around 10pm now, and Quinn suddenly felt guilty for running out on her parents in the middle of dinner.
"Shit. I have to go back home." Said Quinn.
"Wait, it's not that late, is it?" Rachel said, not bothering to find a phone or a clock.
"No, but, you know, I kind of left without saying where I was going and stuff." Quinn said warily, knowing the reality of what she was saying. Rachel knew it too, but decided not to push it.
"It's okay." Rachel said sweetly. "You don't have to tell them you were with me."
"No, I'm going to tell them, Rach." Quinn said defensively.
"Yeah I know, I was just saying you—never mind." Rachel said as she shook her head and bit her lip, avoiding a possible fight. She picked her underwear up off the floor and pulled them on fast. "I wasn't pushing you. God." She said dramatically as she wiggled into her jeans.
"I know I'm sorry." Quinn said earnestly, looking into Rachel's eyes. Then she leaned into the front seat, reached her arm to the glove box and pulled out a compact and some lipstick. Rachel watched her squirm around, and she smirked at the sight; an up-skirt shot of Quinn. Quinn started fixing her messy hair and smudged makeup with her ring finger. "Jesus Christ I look like I've run a marathon." Quinn patted her flawless skin and reapplied her pink lipstick with ease. "How do I look?"
"Beautiful!" Rachel said dramatically. Quinn nudged her.
"Get in the front seat." Quinn said.
"What? You actually look gorgeous, I am not kidding." Rachel said, sounding muffled as she got out of the car and entered the front seat. The door slammed shut behind her. Quinn chuckled to herself as she turned the car on and drove away.
Now it was two days after Christmas, which was a week after Quinn and Rachel's rendezvous in the parked car. Quinn had invited Rachel and her dads over to visit with her parents for dinner– that day being the day. Quinn was nervous, but knew that she had to be confident. Confident in her parents' love for her, and confident in her own convictions. Of course, if she wasn't strong, or at least projected a strong exterior, then the whole thing would collapse. Not just in the eyes of her parents, but in her own mind. She had a running mantra in her head, convincing herself to be brave, like she was preparing for a battle. You're a fierce warrior. She would never dare say it out loud.
When Rachel arrived, Quinn felt a sudden calm, like just Rachel's presence gave her courage. She hugged her tightly hello, smelling her hair. She noticed the gleaming bracelet on her wrist, which warmed her heart. Rachel's dads smiled warmly at Quinn, which gave her an extra nudge of support.
They had a nice, quiet and polite dinner, equipped with classical music wired throughout the whole downstairs. They had sole meunière, like it was straight out of a Parisian restaurant. Only polite conversation was had, as Quinn was waiting until after dinner to tell her parents about her and Rachel. This reserved atmosphere, although normal to Quinn, was a little unnerving to Rachel and her parents, but they tried their best to fit in for Quinn's sake. Quinn sat next to Rachel, every once in a while sneakily placing her hand on Rachel's knee or reaching for her hand under the table, almost like it was an unconscious gesture. Rachel's touch, even if it was as slight as feeling her up against the back of her hand or against one of her fingers was comforting to Quinn.
After dinner, Quinn wrangled everyone in the living room. The parents indulged in after dinner drinks and everyone sat in waiting as Quinn stood in the middle of the room. She turned to face her parents.
"Mom, dad, I want to talk to you about something." Quinn started. There was a moment of awkward silence as everyone stared at each other in what seemed like a private moment, but no one moved.
"We're listening, sweetie." Her mom said politely. Quinn can detect that she's putting on a nicer heir for the 'guests'. Quinn stood tall and erect, and looked directly into her parents' eyes.
"This is something I need you guys to know. Not because I need to get it off my chest, but because I've come to realize that keeping secrets isn't something anyone should have to do." She cleared her throat and clenched her hands into fists, then calmly said, "I'm a lesbian." She paused. "And I'm in love with Rachel." She turned her head slightly to look at Rachel, who was on the edge of her seat with a look that could only be described as a look of strength and encouragement. Rachel nodded her head very subtly. Quinn's parents shifted in their seats after the initial shock. Her mother gestured to the Berry's.
"Please, understand, this is a family matter." Said Quinn's dad.
"No, mother. They are staying." Quinn said firmly but not angrily. She motioned for them to all sit as they looked like they were about to get up. They quickly sat back down.
"Honey. Please." Her mother said. "Let's discuss this in private."
"No." She said. "Listen." She paused. "I know you guys love and support me. Even when I made a mistake in high school and got pregnant, you took me back. But that was a mistake. This is not a mistake, or a phase, or experimentation, or a rebellion. This is love. This is me. It isn't something to feel ashamed of." She started to get a little more impassioned and her heart started to speed up. She swallowed. "I love Rachel." She said it softly, definitely. There was a long pause as her parents tried to cover up their immediate anger. Rachel jittered in her seat, wanting so badly to get up to stand beside Quinn, but Quinn motioned her away. Quinn's parents remained silent.
"You have to say something. They're not leaving." Quinn said.
"Quinn." Her father finally said. "First you tell us that you want to study astrology or some ridiculous thing, now you tell us that you're choosing a deviant lifestyle." He paused as Quinn's insides began to boil and Rachel's older dad held her other dad back from an attempt at defending themselves. "I don't know what to say to this." He looked at his wife as she shook her head in equal astonishment.
"I already said I am not rebelling. It's not a lifestyle choice. It's who I am." Quinn said.
"What about all those boys you dated? I don't understand." Her mother said.
"Mom, it's not about that. I fell in love with Rachel. That's all that matters." Quinn said shakily. She motioned to the Berry men. "Ask Rachel's dads. They love each other. They've been together forever."
"Yes, we love each other deeply and we can't explain it, it chose us." Rachel's older father said. "We are who we are. There's no sense fighting it." Quinn's dad stood up and walked over a small tray with alcohol on it. He poured himself a glass of whiskey. He took a sip and then calmly started to speak.
"Quinn. I don't try to understand you anymore. I have been very lenient with you over the past few years. I've accepted that you are different from myself and your mother, and have tried to give you a certain amount of freedom to grow and discover who you want to be in life, but honestly, this is just too far. I disagree with this wholeheartedly and I don't want you ruining a chance at a very successful and happy life. I can't accept this." He paused. "I'm sorry."
"Dad, what are you saying?"
"I'm saying your mother and I can't support this. We cannot support you if you choose to live a life where you are going to be marginalized and treated poorly-."
"And darling, you will go to hell if you continue on like this." Her mother said, cutting off her husband as she stood up and put a hand on Quinn's shoulder. Quinn quickly shrugged it off.
"I don't believe this." Quinn said. "Are you saying that you're not going to pay for Yale? Or anything?"
"If you do not stop this behavior completely, and start living a normal life, then we will not pay for your education and we will bring you home." Her father said. The Berry's both stood up in bitter anger.
"I will not let you speak to your daughter like this! This is ridiculous. She is just trying to be open and honest with you. She trusted you!" Rachel's younger father bellows out in a rage.
"Excuse me. This is my family. You do not have a say in this conversation. Please leave my house."
"NO!" Quinn said to her father. "Please. Don't leave. It's okay. I can speak for myself." She said to Rachel's dad.
"Dad, please." Quinn said. "I love Rachel. Just like you love mom. It's no different." Her mom placed her hands over her own face in astonishment and shook her head. "Dad, I can't do this. You can't make me choose." Rachel finally stood up.
"Quinn. It's okay. You deserve to go to Yale and have a brilliant career. It isn't worth it." Rachel said.
"How can you say that?" Quinn shrieked to Rachel, tears in her eyes. She felt like she had been punched in the stomach. Rachel tried to take her hand but Quinn refused to accept it. But Rachel stayed standing next to her.
"No, dad. You can't do this to me. Mom, you can't let him do this to me." Quinn said, crying now. She could no longer hold her warrior-like exterior.
"Sweetie, you'll get over this. You're still so young. You just need to find the right man. A good man who will love you and treat you with respect and be a good husband." Her mother said. "You need to give yourself time to find him."
"I've already found the right person. And it's Rachel!" Quinn pleaded with her mom. She looked at her dad. "Please!" She screamed at them both.
"I'm sorry honey." Was all her dad said. And then the tears streamed down Quinn's face. She turned to Rachel, who was also sobbing. Rachel hoped that Quinn would choose her, but she knew it wasn't the smart choice. She looked back at Quinn and feigned an expressionless face. Quinn was confused.
"Okay." Quinn said shakily after a long pause. She looked at Rachel and gave her a cold look. "I'm sorry." She said.
Rachel didn't need a moment to process it, she just turned, grabbed her purse and coat, and bolted out the door. She left her parents there, and just ran down the dark cold street as fast as she could. She stopped suddenly after about five of minutes to catch her breath and she fell to her knees, sobbing uncontrollably. She opened her mouth and began to convulse in dry heaves, her stomach in terrible pain. How could she live without Quinn? She couldn't bear it. She gave into her weakness, and fell apart in that moment.
Quinn immediately regretted it as soon as the words flew out of her mouth. What was she thinking? It was like she left her body and watched the words float in the air and she couldn't do anything to stop it. The need to please her parents, to live up to their idea of perfection was eating away at her until she was bullied into caving. She was filled with boiling rage. How could she have let them manipulate her like that? The slamming of the door fueled her even more as she looked at the Berry's, then at her parents with a piercing look of determination.
"Wait!" She said to everyone. "I take it back. I take it all back. Mom, dad, you're both cowards and I choose not to be in this family anymore." Silence. "You cannot force me into being like you. I gave you a chance to do what was right. I bared my soul to you. I foolishly thought you really loved me. I guess I was wrong. I don't want your money or your 'support'." Quinn then turned and ran for the door, leaving the parents alone in the living room.
"Rachel!" Quinn screamed so loud her throat hurt as she ran after Rachel. The scream came out raspy and awkward, and not as loud as it felt, because of the mucous build up in her throat from crying mixed with the shakiness caused by her rapidly beating heart. She tried to scream louder to get Rachel's attention, but her vocal cords wouldn't permit it. Rachel escaped into the darkness, and Quinn stopped to catch her breath. She closed her eyes and shook her head as her heart continued to bang against her sternum, frightened. She hated herself for being such an idiot and part of her wondered if Rachel would ever forgive her. She honestly didn't care anymore about what others thought. She felt like she and Rachel were going in circles around this one problem that was all about her own fear, not Rachel's. She had to tell her. She had to make it right. Quinn finally found Rachel kneeling in someone else's front lawn, retching.
"Oh god. Rachel!" Quinn screamed as she ran over to her, frightened to her core. What had she done to the love of her life? Did she just fuck everything up for good? "Are you all right?" She screeched.
"No, Quinn. I'm fine. Please. Leave me alone." Rachel said through held back tears. "I'm not trying to make a scene here, I just want to be alone." Quinn kneeled down beside her and put her arm around her.
"Shhh." Quinn said as Rachel tried to wriggle free. "Shhhh." She said again as she rubbed Rachel's back. "It's okay. You're okay." She whispered. Rachel calmed down and then cried into Quinn's shoulder.
"I have something I need to tell you." Quinn said as she picked Rachel up. They stood facing each other.
"What?" Rachel said, dejected. What could she possibly say? She broke up with her. There's nothing else. She felt like dying and like punching Quinn in the face at the same time. But who was she to be angry? It was the 'right' thing to do. College is more important than love. It's logical.
"I told them off. Right after you left. I told them that I choose you. I realized that it was a huge mistake literally right after I said it. I'm sorry I let them get to me. I'm so so sorry. I love you so much. I don't need Yale or their money. But I do need you. Please forgive me. Please. I love you." The words hung in the air as Rachel soaked them up.
"Oh, Quinn." Rachel said. She couldn't think of anything else to say. She was so relieved, and decided in that moment to let go of her anger because it wasn't worth it. She couldn't imagine a life without Quinn. Giving her up was something she didn't think she had the bravery to do. Quinn wiped the tears from Rachel's eyes.
"I'll move to the city and get some roommates. I'll get a job. Maybe I can apply for a scholarship to NYU. I don't know. I'll figure it out." Quinn said. Then she embraced Rachel and kissed her sweetly on the lips. "Let's walk back to your house. You up for it?"
"Yeah I can use a walk." Rachel said. They walked for about twenty minutes until they go to Rachel's house. They didn't speak.
Rachel had brought her little purse with her; so luckily, she had her keys and her phone. When they got to the house, they went straight upstairs, their hands locked in a tight grip. Rachel opened the door to her bedroom and turned the lights on. Rachel kicked her shoes off and jumped on the bed, lying on it sideways, her feet dangling over the edge. She let out a loud sigh. Her head hurt from all the crying and her stomach hurt from dry heaving. She closed her eyes. Then all of a sudden she felt a cold wet object on her forehead. It was Quinn placing a cold washcloth on her.
"I think you need to drink some water." Quinn said. "I'll get you some." Quinn rubbed her arm and swiftly ran downstairs to get her a glass of water. Rachel lied there with the compress on her forehead. She felt her heart racing from nerves when she thought about what had transpired. Oh god, what are we gonna do now? It was all too much. She decided to try to relax, but couldn't. She was nauseous and hot, and her head was pounding from crying so much. She moved the washcloth to her burning puffy eyes. She took another deep breath. When Quinn arrived with a glass of water, some advil, and some pretzels, Rachel was lying completely still in the same position. Quinn placed the objects down on the nightstand.
"Get up, babe. I got you some water, and some pretzels, and some advil if you want."
"Yeah thanks." Rachel mumbled as sat got up through a groan. Quinn sat beside her and rubbed her back as she drank the water and ate the pretzels like a sick child.
"You feel better?" Quinn said, still rubbing her back.
"Mmmhmm." Rachel muttered through chewing. When she was finished she leaned into Quinn's shoulder. "I like when you rub my back." She mumbled again. "It's so soothing."
"Why don't you lie down. Here. Get out of that dress." Quinn gently unzipped Rachel's dinner party dress and fetched her some pajamas. She even took off her bra. "Get under the covers."
"You're going to be a great mom someday." Rachel said though a sweet smile. She gently wiped the hair from Quinn's face as she was being tucked in. Quinn bent down and kissed her on the forehead.
"You should sleep." Quinn whispered.
"Only if you cuddle me to sleep." Rachel said as she reached for Quinn's hand.
"You know I want to, but I'm going to go downstairs and wait for your dads so I can have a chat with them about things. So they're not worried. You know."
"Please." Rachel said, holding her fingers in her hand. "Just for a little while. Until I fall asleep."
"All right." Quinn acquiesced. After all, she was powerless to Rachel's demands. Rachel kissed her hand as she slipped off her dress and crawled into bed, in her underwear. Quinn settled behind Rachel, spooning her, kissing her neck and cheek gently, and squeezing her tight. Rachel reached her head back and kissed Quinn on the lips with love, their full lips interlocking perfectly. Quinn gave her a quick peck on the nose and Rachel smiled then turned her head back to her pillow and shut her eyes. It was so silent Rachel could hear Quinn's every breath. The slight touch of air from Quinn's breath gave her goose bumps. She pulled Quinn's arm into her chest tight.
"Relax." Quinn whispered and Rachel let go. "Shhh."
"Thanks for staying here with me." Rachel whispered back.
"Mhm." Quinn responded. She ran her hand up and down Rachel's leg and hip.
"Oh, I forgot to give you your Christmas present." Rachel muttered.
"Shhh. It's okay. Just go to sleep." Quinn responded.
Rachel let out a faint whisper of 'love you' just before she fell asleep, which was rather quickly after she let herself relax. Quinn took a deep breath in, to smell Rachel and kissed her jaw line gently one more time before getting up to wait downstairs. She wiggled out of Rachel's grasp, put her dress back on, and tip toed out.
-end of part 7-