AN: Sorry for the long time to update. Finals and such -_-. To make up for it, this chaper is super fluffy. You'll probably drown in it. I hope you enjoy. Super special thanks to Harley Quinn Davidson, Princesakarlita411, livbuk1900, LaurenKnight13, Mm-Butny-Toast-mM, faberrydragon, smartblonde317, cjsray, Izabella G. D, aquarius127, nicholee33, LucyRiot, Aesify, DAgron01, for the amazing reviews! I had a question for you guys, is there anything in particular you want to see in this fic? I have an idea of where this is going I just want to know what you guys wanna see.

Chapter 10

Quinn ran her hands through the plush carpet of Rachel's room, letting the polyester blend scratch and tickle her palms. It was a welcome distraction from the girl who had been staring at her for the past half hour. Although to be fair, she had been staring back. It would seem that Rachel's vocal lessons had turned into a let's stare at each other all dopey eyed and cute marathon. Quinn could deal with that.

She looked up from the carpet, Rachel's doe eyes still trained on her with a small smile gracing those lips. Those beautiful gorgeous lips that she hadn't gotten a chance to kiss since earlier in the bathroom. Damn she wanted to kiss her again. She wanted to kiss her lips and her cheeks and her ears and her neck and her collarbone and her chest and over her breasts and -

"Quinn."

The voice interrupted the pink haired girls thoughts and she looked up, "Hm?"

Rachel was looking back at her looking slightly flushed, "My eyes are up here."

To emphasize she used two fingers to point directly into them. But Quinn had more important things to worry about. Quinn looked at the light blush that had fallen across Rachel's golden skin and wondered if she was mad or embarrassed. Or aroused. She noticed how tightly those impossibly long legs were crossed and they way Rachel's eyes were a little darker than normal. She was totally turned on. Quinn smirked to herself, proud that she could arouse the saintly Rachel Berry by just looking at her.

Rachel frowned at her, "What is it?"

Quinn just looked at her, "What's what?"

"You have this look on your face like you're really smug about something."

Quinn just smirked at her, "Nothing."

Rachel rolled her eyes but the small smile on her face let Quinn know that it was all in jest. Quinn gently kicked Rachel's foot with her own and she responded by rubbing the bottom of Quinn's foot with her toes. Quinn chuckled and pulled her foot away.

"Ticklish," she explained folding her legs indian style under her. Rachel giggled and tilted her head to look at her.

"So...vocal lessons," Rachel said softly.

Quinn sighed, "Must we?"

"Yes."

"But there are so many more things we could be doing."

Like each other. Quinn smiled to herself at her own cleverness and watched carefully as Rachel got up, her skirt fluttering higher up on her thighs before resting back into place. Rachel held out her hand to Quinn, wriggling her fingers.

"Come one, it's time to practice."

Quinn took the other's girl hand and let her try and pull her up to no avail. She chuckled lightly and pulled Rachel down easily, letting her fall on her lap with a thud.

"Quinn!" Rachel said making to get up again but Quinn's strong arms around her waist made it all but impossible. She finally stopped struggling and pouted at Quinn, her arms crossed over her chest, "Let me up this instant, Fabray."

"What if I like you here?" Quinn said squeezing her waist. Rachel's face tinted but her face remained straight.

"I can assure you, I do not care."

"Then you don't care if I do this?" Quinn kissed Rachel's exposed shoulder with a sigh, watching as goosebumps erupted over her body.

"Not at all," Rachel said making it a point to turn her head away from Quinn.

"Or this?" Quinn kissed the smooth expanse of Rachel's neck softly, feeling her shiver in her arms.

Rachel looked at her, "Well, maybe that one I cared about a little."

Quinn smirked at her and raised an eyebrow, "Just a little?"

"Just a little," Rachel said.

"Then I'm just going to have to change that," Quinn said leaning forward to capture Rachel's bottom lip between hers. Rachel responded almost immediately, her arms wrapping around Quinn's neck with a sigh.

Quinn smiled against Rachel's lips and begun to gently suck on her lower lip. One of Rachel's hands tangled itself into Quinn's short pink locks while the other remained on the back of her neck, scratching lightly.

Quinn was pretty sure she was in heaven at this moment. Rachel's lips were against hers for the second time today. And this time there wasn't a stuffed cat in the middle to come between them. Also, this time they weren't in a bathroom. That's always a plus. Quinn's hands were itching to slip under Rachel's hideous llama shirt but she didn't want to go to far too fast. As much as her instinct was telling her to go for the gold, Puck's advice to woo Rachel was still in her mind. But Puck would have gone for the gold...right? So maybe she should too. Then she remembered that Puck had gotten her pregnant and deemed all his advice invalid. She did allow herself to slip her thumb just under that sweater to rub small circles on Rachel's bare hipbone and smirked when she felt the girl shift closer to her.

She almost reeled in shock when she felt Rachel's tongue force its way between her lips, stroking Quinn's tongue languidly. Quinn groaned and sucked on her tongue lightly, tingles running up her spine when tan fingers tugged on her hair gently.

Quinn could definitely get used to this.

The pink haired girl daringly began to move her hand further up the back of Rachel's shirt, her confidence mounting when Rachel didn't stop her. Her fingers grazed the bottom of her bra strap and her fingers were begging to undo it but she refrained. Rachel's lips moved wonderfully against her own and she began to feel dizzy. She scratched her nails lightly down Rachel's smooth back and the petite girl released a sound somewhere between a moan and a whimper that sent the blood straight to Quinn's core.

She ripped her lips away from Rachel's and peppered kisses along her collarbone but Rachel's lips chased after hers and captured her once more. Quinn groaned as Rachel's tongue invaded her mouth once more, moving along the roof of her mouth. Quinn felt her pulse pounding in her core and it was becoming too painful to handle. Is this what guys felt like when they really got turned on? This sucked.

"Rachel," she groaned against her lips, "Stop."

Rachel pulled away and blinked at her innocently, biting her lips self consciously, "Why?"

"I..." Quinn screwed her eyes shut and tried to calm her heavy breathing, "I'm getting a little...too into this."

Rachel's mouth formed an 'O' of realization and Quinn dropped her face into Rachel's neck in embarrassment. She felt like such a boy.

"I'm sorry, Rach," she mumbled, "I just really want to be a gentleman about this whole thing and I don't want to lose control like I did the first day I came over."

Rachel ran a hand through short pink locks, "Thank you, Quinn. You're quite the gentlewoman."

Quinn smirked at the correction but kept her face in the blonde's neck, subtle smelling her. She smelled like lavender and sunshine. Could someone smell like sunshine? If anyone could it would be Rachel.

Rachel sighed, "Though I would have you know, I was getting...overly excited as well."

Quinn sighed deeply, "Don't tell me things like that. I'm a gentlewoman. Remember?"

Rachel giggled and kissed the top of Quinn's head. They just sat like that for a few minutes before Rachel spoke up again. Quinn wondered if the only time she could really be quiet was when she was sleeping.

"Quinn?"

"Yes?"

"What are we doing? I mean, it's obvious what we're doing right now in this moment. But I mean...what are we...doing? I'm not a random hookup, Quinn."

The punk pulled her head out of Rachel's neck to get a good look at her.

"I want to take you out on a date. Then you can decide whether I'm worthy to call yours. Yes?"

Rachel bit her lip and nodded in excitement, "So, a real date then?"

"Yes."

"We're not just going to sit under the bleachers with your Skank friends?"

"Nope." Quinn didn't bother to mention they'd probably kill the brunette before they hung out with her.

"So it's a real date?"

"Yes," Quinn said, "Only the best for you."

Rachel beamed down at her, "I'm going to kiss you now."

Quinn laughed and nodded, knowing Rachel was just waiting for permission. She heard her phone ringing but everything else in the world drowned out when Rachel's lips were on hers.