A/N: Okay. So... it's long to make up for allllllll of the short ones. I told you that I would make it up to you. And I think that you might enjoy this chapter, unless you are one of those few readers who still has issues seeing Quinn with Adrianne romantically.

We see a bit more of the push and pull in this chapter as well as some ways they adapt to it. We see Quinn attempting to open up while Adrianne attempts to find the balance between what she needs in a relationship and what Quinn is willing to give at this time. And then... dare I say it... sexytimes. Ten chapters and over 30,000 to get to this point but I had some motivations to make it worth the wait. Hopefully you think it is. (Don't read at work... unless you like that kind of thing... ;) )

Oh, final bit of information. Rachel will start to play a much more prominent role in the story from this point on. Most of what I will cover will deal with her. There will still be some strictly Adrianne/Quinn moments (perhaps even chapters), but the clips of their life I am really interested in showing deal with Rachel. This is also why I asked what you wanted to see in the story. I don't want to just breeze over something you are interested in.

So, now that the ramble is over. Thank you everyone who is reading this. I have new people joining up everyday still which is really exciting. I'm glad you've come around to the dark side. And especially thank you to those of you who leave reviews or send me messages/email. You are awesome and inspirational. Thank you and enjoy!

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"Quinn?" Adrianne called out over their dinner table but the blonde's stare never broke from it's fixed location across the restaurant. "Quinn? Babe?" Adrianne snapped her fingers and the blonde tilted her head towards her but still didn't pull her eyes away to meet her girlfriend's.

"What?"

"What are you staring at?"

"Huh?"

Adrianne cleared her throat, no long amused in the slightest bit. "Look. You are at dinner with me. So either contribute to the conversation or even just pretend to be interested in anything that I am doing or saying, otherwise your ass can finish the meal by yourself."

Quinn slowly turned her attention back to her girlfriend, a little hurt by the harshness. "What's wrong with you?"

"You're ignoring me. I've been calling your name for five minutes now."

"I asked you what you wanted." Adrianne stared her down, not wanting to play Quinn's game right now. She had learned fairly quickly that to avoid certain things, all Quinn had to do was skirt around the topic long enough and Adrianne would get annoyed and move on. But Adrianne had learned quickly as well that the easiest way to combat this was with blunt honesty. Especially if it involved emotions.

"You know, every time you do this... it hurts me."

The blonde felt the sting of guilt and dropped her eyes to her plate. "I'm sorry. I don't mean to hurt you. I just don't really want to talk about it tonight."

"You didn't want to talk about it last night either. Or the night before. Yet you continuously promise me that you will start letting me in. This relationship needs to go both ways if it's going to work. Right now I feel like I'm walking around in the pitch black with a flashlight trying to stumble upon something that gives me some sort of understanding of the woman I am not only living with, but apparently dating too."

"You can be so dramatic sometimes." Adrianne stared hard as Quinn poked the remainder of her meal with her fork, then she released her glass of wine and stood up, grabbing her jacket off the back of her chair to prepare to make good on her promise. "Adrianne." Quinn called in frustrated desperation. "I'm sorry. Okay. I'm sorry. Just... just sit down and lets talk."

"That's what I've been trying to do while you successfully shut me out every time." This had been going on for two weeks now. Adrianne had thought that there would be a bit more progress into the intimacy of their relationship after their latest development. Emotional as well as physically. But if anything, Quinn just seemed to be shutting her out more. She knew that she was getting into something deep when she fell for the blonde, but she was still expecting to be dealing with someone that functioned a bit more logically.

The blonde looked up at her and held a silent conversation, feeling each other out as to who was going to cave first. Quinn could see it wasn't Adrianne. The brunette was going to leave. "Please, stay."

Adrianne hesitated and then took her seat again. "You make me feel like this horrible person who is trying to force you to bear your soul and all over your deep, dark secrets. You know that?"

"I don't mean to."

"Then why do you do it?" She spit back quickly. "Forget telling me anything about your family, seeing as we've been dating for over a month and I still don't even know their names or if you have any siblings. Just answer me that question. Why would you rather make someone you supposedly care about feel bad instead of just talking to them?"

Quinn ran a hand over her face as she tried to find the right state of mind for this conversation. "I just... I freeze. Talking isn't what I was raised with." Adrianne dropped her brow and shook her head, at a complete loss for her girlfriend's meaning. "You didn't discuss things in my family. You were told how you felt and that was it. If there was a problem... well, there were never any problems. Life was too perfect to have problems. So talking is a bit of an issue for me. Or at least when it comes to the deeper things."

"Now was that so hard to say?"

"Yes!" Quinn yelled in a whisper. "That's what I just told you."

This time it was the brunette who ran a hand over her face, trying to calm the heating emotions. "Okay. Can we start tonight over? I want to talk to you, not yell at you... I want to listen to you, but I don't want to have it be dripping with anger. I just..." She looked across the table to Quinn and her mouth twitched in a quick smile before fading to a frown. "I care about you, yet I still don't even know you. I'm just looking for a little something to go on so I can better understand you and your needs. I'm actually trying to make this easier but I don't know how to do it yet."

Quinn wiped the corner of her mouth with her napkin and sat back in her chair, calming her emotions as well. "I don't want to fight either. I just... I have a hard time being pushed. When someone pushes me, I either feel the need to push back or close up and run away."

"Okay. I understand that now. I only push because you don't give me anything otherwise. You know how you work, what you're thinking, what you're feeling. But I'm left out in the dark. You're not giving me anything to go on and sometimes I just feel that I'm into this relationship more than you are."

The blonde closed her eyes for a second. She liked Adrianne. She liked her a lot, but she couldn't help but to wonder if even the slightest part of it was the way the brunette reminded her of someone in her past. Even if that was only a fraction of the attraction, Quinn still felt guilty for it. "What do you want to know? I'll see if I can answer it."

"I just want you to talk openly with me."

"I can't do that though. Not yet at least. Maybe down the road I will be able to work through things enough to just open up my soul to people and just let the honesty flow completely, but right now... I need guidance."

"Guidance without being pushed?" Adrianne asked, sitting back in her seat to size up the blonde, trying to figure out if she was getting another run around or not.

"Yes. I know that sounds ridiculous. But... I need guidance while still feeling that I am some how in control. I'm telling you what I want to tell you, but on topics that you are picking. Does that sounds alright?"

Depends on how much she shared actually. "I can work with that."

Quinn clapped her hands together gently and sat forward, resuming her meal. "Good. Then what did you want to know about?"

"Can I know your parents' names?"

"My mother is Judy, she's a housewife. My father is Russell, a professional ass hole."

Adrianne only nodded her head, wanting to push but trying to limit herself at the same time. "Do you have any siblings?"

"One sister. Her name is Christina and she is a housewife."

"Another housewife... Are the women in your family the nurturing type and that's their calling or...?"

"Or." Quinn answered quickly.

"Okay." She didn't push anymore but instead, just sat there and waited.

Quinn realized that she was still waiting, unsatisfied with the answer. Without her pushing for a further response to her question, the blonde actually didn't feel pressured. She knew what she wanted to know, because the topic had already been confirmed, but now she was leaving it for Quinn to continue at her own pace. This went back to how their personalities just clicked some times. While there were certain things that Adrianne did or Quinn did that annoyed the hell out of the other, more moments than not were like this. A peaceful, natural understanding.

"Nothing more is expected from women in our family. Get married to a nice Christian man and raise Christian babies. That's it. We aren't expected to have opinions or interests. Just to nod our heads and obey."

Adrianne smiled out of the corner of her mouth, the look in her eyes changing from something challenging to something similar to adoration. "So you really are something special then, to rebel and have a brain."

Quinn huffed a little laugh and raised her index finger to her lips. "Shhh. Don't tell my dad that."

"So your bull headed ways are a secret?"

This time Quinn chuckled for a little longer. "Not at all. They became more widely known and even less accepted after I got pregnant."

"Really?" Adrianne asked, guiding the conversation on further. "How did he know this more opinionated side of you with you not living with them anymore?"

Quinn's smile faded. Not because of the topic, but at the realization of exactly how much she had kept her girlfriend in the dark. Adrianne didn't really know anything at all. They had spent there nights and dates discussing current things, which the blonde loved, allowing Adrianne to know who Quinn was becoming, versus who she was. But then again, sometimes the past needed to be know. "Mom kicked him out right before I had the baby and asked me to come back home. He was having an affair."

Adrianne arched an eyebrow but kept her remarks of hypocrisy to herself.

"Things were a little rough when I moved in and got worse when she took him back. Things were more than just a little strained after that because I had already lost my respect of him." Quinn paused and took a sip of her wine before finishing. "I had felt ashamed that I had disappointed him when I got pregnant. But after knowing that he said what he said to me and disowned me for not living up to the very standards that he was undermining... I just lost complete respect for him."

"And your mother?"

This time Quinn took her time, inhaling several deep breaths and choosing her words carefully. "I understand my mother's state of mind. He was her everything. Everything she did revolved around him and to suddenly have him out of her life while trying to make up with me... our house was not a welcoming place. I still wish she hadn't taken him back and still feel a betrayed, but I know what it's like to have been under his control. I mean, I was only under it for 16 years and I'm still struggling against it. Mom has been under it for so much longer."

Adrianne nodded her head. "Is this why you feel like you need to be in control?"

"Not exactly, but yes. I've kind of always been this way. I just needed some control in my life. When situations are uncomfortable or unfamiliar, I need to feel... less like a victim if that makes any sense. Like I'm taking part in whatever is going on, not just having it happen to me or around me."

"I can understand that. And it actually explains a great deal about you."

"Does it?"

"It does." Adrianne stated, leaning forward a little bit. "Like why when we are grinding, you always have to be on top." The blonde smiled widely and covered her blushing face with her hand. "Which is cool. I don't mind you expressing your need to be more dominate. I find it really sexy to be honest with you. But maybe when we get to that next stage in our relationship... you'll be a bit more comfortable in other positions."

Quinn dropped her hand back down to her fork to push her food around her plate again in the awkwardness that she was feeling. "It's not that I'm not ready for that next step anymore. I just... I'm nervous. It's a very vulnerable position to be in and as you now know, I don't do so well with those type of situations."

"I do know that now. So maybe we can work together to overcome that obstacle."

The blonde smiled with a faint blush, knowing that Adrianne was beyond ready but still waiting patiently. "Maybe."

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The car ride back to the apartment was the quietest one they had ever had. There was that understanding that Adrianne wanted to try tonight that kept the car buzzing with electricity from the possibilities. Quinn wanted this, but was continuously hammered by waves of anxiety. She had no clue what to do or how to do it or when for that matter. She was at the brunette's mercy and that made her uncomfortable already. They had just gone over this but she had discovered recently that Adrianne had a habit of not listening to what she was saying if she already believed something else as more valid in her mind. Out of all of Quinn's fears, the biggest was freaking out enough times that Adrianne just gave up on her. For as much as she kept Adrianne out, she had given her a lot as well. The brunette just hadn't realized what it all encompassed. Quinn was emotionally dependent on her.

While Quinn was going over her fears in her mind, Adrianne was trying to figure out how to let the blonde feel like she was in control while actually having to tell her what to do. She knew this was awkward on many different levels and cared enough for the other woman to also want to make it special and not completely instructional.

The pair continued their silence as they casually walked up to their apartment door, hand in hand. This was going to happen, or at least be attempted, but nothing seemed rushed about it. As Adrianne pulled the blonde by her hand towards her bedroom, Quinn followed without argument. Her mind was racing, trying to grasp on to something or anything to think about but there was nothing there. Her heart was already racing and she was almost certain that Adrianne could tell her hands were sweating. In the back of her mind she was expecting the brunette to pull her over to the bed like she did when they were grinding and just start heated kisses, working things up to that next step quickly, but she didn't.

Adrianne stopped just inside her bedroom and turned around to face Quinn, meeting her with a gentle look in her eyes and a soft smile on her lips. She didn't move to do anything or even say anything until Quinn relaxed in the moment, adjusting to the idea of what was about to happen before anything actually did. Stepping forward, Adrianne placed a slow and tender kiss on the blonde's lips and waited for it to be returned. This needed to be special, not rushed. Once she reluctantly pulled away, she removed her jacket and draped it on a nearby chair.

Adrianne reminded herself one last time that if Quinn felt vulnerable, she would never go through with anything feeling that way and would probably feel more reluctant to try anything she suggested, sexual or not. Quinn needed to feel that she was in control of what was going on, that she was doing it, not having it done to her. So Adrianne stood in front of her again, not meeting her eyes in a form of submission and began to unbutton her own blouse. She could feel Quinn's eyes follow her fingers' work and even lick her lips as the third button released and an area of skin was exposed. She wanted this, but was just scared and unsure.

When the last button was gone, Adrianne slowly pulled the garment down off her shoulders and let it fall to the floor, giving Quinn time to soak in the sight of the half naked woman in front of her, not wanting to rush into the next step. Then she gently took Quinn's hands in hers and brought them up to her neck, holding them under hers on each side as she slowly raised her eyes to the blonde's for the first time. They looked deeply at each other and Quinn understood. It was her turn to make the next move. Adrianne would guide her, but she needed to agree to it.

The blonde gently ran her thumbs up and down the column of the brunette's neck like she had so many times and took a step closer, wetting her lips with a quick dart of her tongue. They stopped, both with their eyes closed and faces just centimeters away before Quinn lifted her chin slightly into the most tender kiss she had ever given. At the contact Adrianne dropped her hands from Quinn's and reached behind her, unhooking her bra and letting it fall to the floor to join her blouse. The blonde's hands travel slowly down Adrianne's neck and shoulders, spreading chill pumps as she went. Adrianne could feel her nipples hardening already. Once Quinn's hands cupped Adrianne's shoulders, she pulled her lips away from the brunette's and rested their foreheads together as she looked down between their bodies to her girlfriend's perfect breasts.

She had to swallow hard around the lump of nerves in her throat and nearly gasped for breath afterward. But she couldn't stop now. She needed to know. Her hands continued their slow path down Adrianne's arms and then slid over to her hips, massaging the skin with light circles of her thumbs. Feeling the warm skin under her touch was mesmerizing to her. She just wanted to feel more and have her closer. Adrianne's eyes were shut and her brow furrowed at the slow and agonizing pace Quinn was using as she ran her fingers up her bare sides and ribs, then back down. She was embarrassed to admit that she might come just off of the blonde's touch that she had been wanting for so long.

When Quinn's gentle fingers ran upward again, Adrianne inhaled a ragged breath, begging Quinn for something more. The blonde repositioned her hands and gently cupped Adrianne's breasts, messaging the fleshy mounds in exploration, feeling their weight in her hands. She had never touched another woman's breasts before and Adrianne's were much larger than her own. Quinn licked her lips again, unconsciously, as she ran her thumbs over the brunette's hardened nipples before leaning down and taking one in her mouth. Adrianne gasped and shifted her weight on her feet, feeling the extent of her already pooling wetness on her thighs, before she lightly placed one hand on the back of Quinn's head in encouragement and the other rested on the blonde's upper back.

Quinn's massages grew a little stronger with her confidence as she sucked on the pink bud and listened to the effect she was having on her girlfriend already. The moans and gasps of sharp breaths were the sexiest thing she had ever heard and drove her further. She pivoted and took the other hardened nipple between her lips, swirling her tongue around it. As the moans grew louder Quinn stood up and kissed Adrianne deeply but unhurried. She was committed to this now. When they pulled apart, they locked eyes as Adrianne slowly unbuttoned her pants while Quinn slipped out of her jacket. It was only when the brunette had discarded her remaining clothing and took her girlfriend by the hand that Quinn looked her over and nearly died at the perfection she saw.

Adrianne guided her over to her bed and crawled into the middle of it backwards, watching as Quinn followed, scanning her with hungry eyes as she moved to lay down next to her on her side. The blonde's free hand instantly found Adrianne's left breast again and returned to her work of pleasuring it but Adrianne had other ideas. Quinn's eyes lifted to hers when the older woman stilled her massaging hand with hers and slowly began to lower it down her torso. Their locked gazes were unblinking as their hands inched lower, feeling the quivering muscles. Quinn's breathing sped up when their conjoined hands hovered past the neatly trimmed patch of dark curls. Adrianne's eyes snapped shut as she guided Quinn's fingers between the crease of her thighs and to brush against her clit.

Quinn was breathing turned hard as she took Adrianne's cue and made tiny circles in her wetness, focusing on the hard bundle of nerves as she watched the brunette writhe and moan at her actions. She was amazed that she was causing this and couldn't pull her eyes away. She experimented with speed and pressure, finding the faster she moved her fingers the more tense and vocal the woman became and, God, she loved hearing her. It sent a surge of arousal right to her core. She sped up her pace and watched as Adrianne bit her bottom lip and moaned as she played with her own breast with one hand while the other encouraged Quinn to apply more pressure to her. Quinn did and the louder Adrianne got, the faster she went. She needed to see how loud she could be.

"Oh... Oh... Oh fuck, Baby. You're going to make me cum. I'm right there."

Quinn sped up until her arm burned and ached and just when she thought she was going to have to stop Adrianne's hips bucked upward and a scream of pleasure ripped from the back of her throat as her body arched off the mattress. It was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen, watching the smile on her girlfriend's face as she shook. She had seen it before when they were grinding, but there was something about this time, somehow being more in control and the cause of it... it was amazing to her.

"Oh, God. Slow down." Adrianne panted, returning both hands on top of Quinn's to slow her fingers as she turned her face into the blonde's shoulder. "Yeah. That's good. Right like that." Quinn had forgotten about the burning muscles as she leaned down and lightly placed a kiss on her girlfriend's shoulder, needing that little touch more. Once Adrianne came down off of her high, she opened her eyes and looked up at the blonde. Quinn had the look of hungry lust in her eyes. She wanted more. And Adrianne would be damned if she wouldn't let her have it.

Adrianne grunted lightly as she stilled Quinn's fingers and guided them lower still. Quinn felt her entrance and studied her eyes as she slipped her middle finger inside. They both moaned as Adrianne's walls clamped down around her. It was a strange feeling, yet somehow inviting. The blonde pulled back and slid it in again, moaning again at the feel of the warm heat and the fluids coating her finger. Eager for more of this feeling, the blonde shifted her weight on to her knees, more kneeling than laying on the bed now, and moved her hand, pressing a second finger to Adrianne' entrance and looking up for permission. After a quick nod, Quinn slide the other inside with the same effect.

Adrianne rocked her hips, encouraging Quinn to move in time with her. "This is alright?" Those had been the first words Quinn had spoken since leaving the restaurant and was left shocked at how low her voice sounded.

Adrianne nodded again, licking her lips and running her hands through her hair as she continued to rock in time. "Yeah, Baby. That's amazing. So amazing." Quinn moved again, positioning herself over Adrianne so she had more leverage as she began to explore with each pulse of her fingers, feeling every inch that she could reach. "Oh!" Adrianne's hands swung down and clasped Quinn's braced arm. "Fuck, right there." Quinn moved her fingers back to where they were, curved slightly upward and pushed in again, earning the same reaction.

She understood that she had found the spot that she was looking for and focused in on it, expertly hitting it with each increasing thrust of her fingers. She watched as Adrianne was coming undone under her, screaming enough to give the asshole up stairs a run for his money, and instructing her on what to do. Faster, harder, don't stop. Quinn stared at her face, unblinking as she watched her go over a second time, shaking even more than before as her muscular inner walls nearly crushed the blonde's fingers. The only thing that distracted her from the beauty of what just happened was the painful throbbing between her legs.

Adrianne smiled as she came back around and called for Quinn to come up to where she was. She took the blonde's hand and seductively sucked her middle finger into her mouth, swirling her tongue around it and earning a gasp and groan from the blonde. "Have the other." Adrianne offered, giving her her hand back. Quinn never broke from the brunette's green eyes as she took it in her mouth and tasted the foreign taste of the older woman. It was unlike anything she had tasted before, but oddly appealing.

The brunette suddenly sat up when Quinn removed her finger and met her with a deep, lustful kiss and began quickly unbuttoning the blonde's blouse. Feeling Adrianne's hands on her set waves of arousal through her, each echoing down in her core. She had never been so turned on before and most of her nerves fled. Adrianne was having issues controlling her need and as soon as the last button released, her hands were running down the length of Quinn's torso, lifting her bra as they came up. She broke form Quinn's lips and lowered her head, taking on of the blonde's nipples in her mouth.

Quinn released a shaking moan as her arms trembled underneath her. The sensation of the warm, wet tongue swirling around her was amazing and sent tingling waves off in her lower abdomen. "Oh fuck." Adrianne moaned and the vibrations reverberated further while the blonde tried to clinch her thighs together to release some of the pressure.

"No." The brunette stopped her, sitting up and binging Quinn with her so she was kneeling between Adrianne's legs. Their lips crashed together in another heated kiss as Quinn struggled to get her blouse and bra off while Adrianne pulled at her belt and zipper. Once free from her shirt and bra, the blonde reclined back and helped her girlfriend removed her lower articles of clothing. The brunette's hands instantly began explore the bare legs before her as she adjusted her position to her knees between Quinn's legs. "You're gorgeous, Quinn."

Quinn would have blushed if she wasn't in such need. She had never wanted someone's hands on her so bad. Never wanted someone in her so badly. She called for Adrianne with her arm and the brunette trailed a line of steady kisses up her left arm to her neck, lowering her hips between the blonde's thighs which instinctively came up to cradle her sides. Adrianne could feel the residue of Quinn's wetness as she did. It turned her on all over again.

"Do you feel good?" Adrianne asked, catching Quinn's bottom lip between hers and holding it before finally letting it go to look into her new lover's eyes. "You're okay?" The blonde nodded her head, running her hands up and down Adrianne's back. She was over feeling like she needed to be in control. She knew what was coming and wanted it now.

The brunette shifted her weight onto her left arm and lowered her right between them, running the back of her fingers against the inside of Quinn's thigh before moving to her folds and instantly finding her clit. Quinn gasped and her hip bucked up to meet the new connection. As Adrianne massaged her with a steady pace, Quinn wrapped her arms around her neck, pulling her in closer. She thought what they had been doing felt great, but this... this was something so much more. No wonder Adrianne had been dying to do this.

She could feel Adrianne's smirk growing against her neck as her erotic, animalistic moans filled the bedroom. Her body was in overdrive. Between her thundering heart, her inability to keep her breath, the layer of sweat that was cooling her body as it only escalated in temperature further, and the spasming muscles all over her body, Quinn was gone. She couldn't think. She couldn't speak. All she could do was feel as Adrianne hesitantly lowered her fingers and paused. Quinn grunted in frustration but knew her girlfriend wouldn't continue without something a bit more definite as a response.

"Tell me." The brunette whispered, lifting her head to meet Quinn's eyes. She was still struggling with her words. Instead, running her hands down Adrianne's neck to her chest to fondle her breasts again. "Tell me it's okay. Tell me what you want." Quinn didn't need much, just that little push.

"I want you in me." If it was possible, Adrianne's emerald eyes darkened even more with the confessed desire and gently slide her middle finger in, holding it still as Quinn adjusted and her body clamped down around her. It felt amazing and so much better than any of her best memories of Puck. "More."

Adrianne smiled as she withdrew her finger and added her index before slowly returning them to the moist heat. She had wanted to be with Quinn like this from the beginning, but when realizing the emotional damage that she had inherited, was more than comfortable with waiting to share this moment. She wanted Quinn to be ready, but not so scared that she wouldn't enjoy it. Sex and intimacy was something more than just getting off to Adrianne. She had only ever been with people that she had been in a steady relationship with except for that last one. Then again, she had gone on several dates with her too. She just felt that when you were this close to someone, you shared a bond. Not just for an hour or however long you messed around, but forever, and wasn't a fan of one night stands or casual sex. She wanted to be that someone special for Quinn, to make up for what she never got from Puck. Someone who would hold this moment as something as important and monumental as the blonde did.

That's why now, her eyes studied her lover's face, memorizing the look of pleasure and freedom. Quinn wasn't worried or scared or hurting right now. She was just free.

"Oh, my God. That feels so good." Quinn stated, opening her eyes and smiling at Adrianne who beamed back.

"I can make you feel better." The brunette stated as she continued her slow but steady pulses.

"I honestly... hmm... I don't think that's possible."

Adrianne lowered her mouth to Quinn's ear and panted a few hot breaths. "Just wait." She started slow, lingering kisses down her neck, through the valley between her small breasts, and finally down her flexing abdomen. When she finally settled between Quinn's legs, she looked up to the blonde who was biting her bottom lip in anticipation. Lazily, Adrianne ran her tongue in circles around Quinn's clit and her head dropped backwards, releasing the sexiest moan Adrianne had heard yet. She removed her tongue and waited for Quinn to regain some of her breath, continuing the movement of her fingers but slowing down. There was no rush right now.

Once she had, Adrianne swirled her tongue around the bud again before sucking it between her lips, causing Quinn to arch off the bed. She had planned on teasing her girlfriend a little bit but she couldn't hold out herself any longer with the noises the blonde was making. She needed to see her come undone. Adrianne sped up the pace of her fingers and matched it with rotating flicks, swirls and sucks of her clit and it didn't take long at all before the blonde's hips bucked violently against her and tried to strangle her screams of pleasure in her throat, biting her bottom lip until she could taste blood. Adrianne rode it out as long as she could before kissing a trail back up the blonde's still quivering stomach and reluctantly withdrawing her fingers.

There was no talking afterward, just sweet, gentle kisses as Quinn draped her arms around her lovers neck as her senses slowly started coming back to her. "That was unbelievable."

Adrianne smiled proudly and lingered in their next kiss. "I'm glad. I wanted to show you what intimacy can be like when you are with someone who truly cares for you and what you're feeling."

"Thank you." Quinn whispered in her ear as she pulled her down into a cradling embrace, feeling both of their hearts still pounding in their chests.

"You're welcome, Baby." The blonde nuzzled into her neck, refusing to release her hold on her as well. She felt safe with the brunette, secure. "Lets roll over and I'll hold you, okay?"

"Okay." Was the sleepy response she received as she rolled off of Quinn and accepted the blonde's head on her shoulder and arm laced around her waist. Adrianne smiled lightly to herself, feeling exhaustion take over as she pulled her covers awkwardly to cover them seeing as they were laying with their heads at the foot of the bed. They didn't care though. They were enjoying the unbreakable bond they had just made. Adrianne just hoped that everything remained this perfect when they woke up in the morning.