Hi guys. First of all, although I never was a big fan of Finn (I am a Faberry/Achele shipper) I do like Cory Monteith the actor. It saddens me that this world is robbed of another great talent. I was doubting whether I would continue with Finn in this story but I am doing it the way I planned it. I do not in any way see this as a representation of the actor in any way, I merely use the not so nice sides of Finn for a certain purpose in this story so please do not be offended if you are a Finn/Cory fan. Anyways lots of smut and a tiny bit of plot at the end. A mere hundred words of this are plot, so a good 5K of smut. Have fun and enjoy!

Last time:

Maybe she wasn't holding me back from my happy ending; maybe I was holding her back.

With tears in my eyes I hoisted my back pack on both shoulders and stalked off quietly, taking a longer route to walk home. My head was spinning and my stomach hurt, who was I kidding everything hurt. There was a voice in my head saying I had to turn back and let her explain but the other more dominant part of me took over and just shut me off from everything. The pain I felt was just too much. In the end I realized, she never did say she loved me back.

I woke up with a pounding headache as my alarm went off yet again. I slapped the thing off the nightstand with a frustrated sigh and peeked out from under the covers, listening for any sounds that would alert me to my parent's presence in the house. When I didn't hear anything I reluctantly got out of bed and made my way to the closet. Kicking off my black boxers I went in search of a short, tight leather skirt knowing it would drive Miss Berry wild. I scowled at the image of Mr. Hudson pressing his lips against hers and focused on the anger instead of the pain to give me a boost of energy. I would show Miss Berry today why she shouldn't ever take him up on his offer. By the end of the day she wouldn't even remember what it was like to kiss, feel, anyone but me. I curbed the jealousy raging in my veins for a moment as I slipped the skirt on and tossed the tank top to the side. I fiddled with tons of shirts until I settled on a ripped one that I just knew, would capture Miss Berry's attention since it displayed a good part of my abs. I might not be a Cheerio any longer I still kept in shape and today I was glad for it once more and not just because of the way my body would look but also for the stamina I knew I had. And it would sure come in handy, I thought as I ducked deep in the closet and smirked at the bag filled with toys in the far off corner. Books would merely be deadweight; at least these would serve an actual purpose today.

As I walked into McKinley High School I immediately went to my locker for show and pulled out my math's book. When I saw Puckerman round the corner I smirked at him and he came sauntering towards me. He gave me a quick kiss on the cheek and stood in front of me. His cocky smirk turned soft and his eyes turned a warm, deep color that reminded me of why I had liked him in the first place. He made some small talk before leaning in and wrapping me in a hug, giving me another goodbye kiss as he parted and walked away. When I looked in front of me there I saw Miss Berry in all her glory, standing with a hand on her hips and a scowl on her face. As she made a move to march towards me the bell rang and I merely raised a pointed eyebrow in return. She looked torn between her class and me but I just shrugged my shoulders as if to say 'I don't care' and turned on my heel. As I kept my focus on the bathroom ahead of me I listened carefully to hear whether I was being followed or not. Knowing Miss Berry did not have class right now made the anticipation build in my stomach. When I opened the door I peeked out of the corner of my eye behind me to see that indeed, the short teacher was following me and rapidly catching up too. I smirked to myself as I walked into the bathroom and immediately turned right, waiting for the door to open again. I wasn't kept waiting long as the door creaked and a tiny brunette came barging in. I immediately slid behind her and locked the door as she spun around to face me.

"Quinn Fabray!"

I merely tried to act disinterested as she spoke my name with such authority.

"Where the HELL have you been? I sent you at least a dozen text messages! I CALLED you dammit! Why didn't you pick up your phone?!"

I shrugged and looked her up and down. She was dressed in an argyle skirt, with penny loafers and a white button up shirt hiding under another argyle sweater that had a creepy looking owl on it. All in all she looked like Miss Berry and I found it cute even though on anyone else it would surely look revolting. I appreciated the way the skirt made her legs looked and ignored the clearing of her throat and kept on looking at her gorgeous, tan flesh that was exposed so beautifully. I felt another sure of anger course through me at the thought of giant paws touching her soft thighs, her hips, her soft and round breasts. I let my gaze wander back up to her eyes and swallowed, forcing my face into a neutral expression when I met her incredulous gaze. I knew I had at least forty new messages on my phone and a dozen missed calls. I had been too upset, too angry last night to check them and this morning I hadn't bothered figuring she would see me at school soon enough. It seems that wasn't the brightest idea I ever had.

"Well?!"

I just lifted a cocky eyebrow, silently challenging her.

"Quinn!"

I just smirked and moved towards her, not caring about how she stepped back towards the sinks instead. Soon enough she'd be pinned against them with no way out. I was going to show her exactly what I could do better than that stupid oaf. Jealousy coursed through my body as her hands came in contact with my chest. She pushed against me and I sighed in annoyance.

"No Q-Quinn. Stop. We need to talk!"

I ignored her and caressed her forearms instead, willing them to weaken so I could fully press my body against her. I felt the tremors under my fingertips and caressed her upper arms, as the grip against my chest lessened and in one swift movement I was pressed fully against her.

"Qu-Oh."

The moan that tumbled from her lips sent another surge of anger through me. Would he ever be able to elicit such a beautiful sound from her? I molded myself against her form and felt her nipples harden against my own. I smirked against the skin of her neck as my teeth nipped at of playfully but I felt her wriggle underneath me and bit down harder on the salty flesh, flicking my tongue over it to soothe the sting a little. However she wouldn't still underneath me and voiced another protest even though her voice dropped a notch and was huskier than before.

"Stop. Please Qu-uin I need to talk to you – oh god."

I let the back pack drop to the floor and twisted my hands into her hair, pulling and tugging at it so her head fell back against the mirror with a thud. I smirked and put my hands on both her thighs, caressing the supple flesh with my fingers, feeling it heat up and hearing the labored breathes it pulled from my teacher. I smirked once more at the sounds and slowly moved my hands lower to the back of her knees, a most sensitive spot I came to find as she mewled, her own hands tangling in her hair as her chest heaved with hard pants. Beautiful. Her neck was flushed, the red glow coloring her beautiful cheeks in a ruby red haze. Even though she was melting like putty in my hands she couldn't help but attempt to get me to answer her one more time. And so persistent.

"Please Quinn, where were you la-aaah!"

I gripped her thighs firmly and pressed my weight against her to support my next movement as I hoisted her up in the air. Her legs wrapping around my middle with in an automatic response as I put her down on the sink, immediately spreading her legs. I dropped to my knees and let my hands roam the flesh of her calves once more. Delicious. My fingertips tracing patterns on the olive skin. I smelled her arousal, like fresh waves of perfume hitting my sensitive nostrils. I let my nose graze her flesh, loving the way it sent tremors through her legs. Hmm, such soft skin, so flawless. I grazed up further, nearing her core and almost felt the heat it was emitting on my cheek. Smiling as I let my lips linger on the top of her thigh, so close to the already soaked panties I heard a keening noise that had me gasping for breath myself; she was quiet however except for those little wordless noises leaving her plump, punk lips. And so hot. It seemed Miss berry was more than ready for me. I let my breath hit her flesh once again sending a shiver down her back. I let my fingers curl around the edge of her panties as she lifted her ass up so I could pull them off easily. Licking my lips at the sight of her dripping folds I let my fingers travel around her pussy never quite reaching to her folds. She squirmed and wriggled under my touch and I could see another load of slickness coating her pussy. Finally having mercy on the whimpering state I had put her in I let my forefinger slide down her folds once, collecting the juices on my finger before crawling back from under her skirt and locking eyes with her. I held the dripping finger in front of my lips and watched as hooded eyes widened at the sight and her breath hitched deliciously. I smirked cockily and slowly opened my lips, allowing the finger to sinking my hot mouth before sucking on the digit like I was licking g a lollypop. Shit, she tastes so fucking good each time.

I watched her eyes darken further as she tried to squeeze her thighs together to alleviate some of the pressure but found it impossible for she would lose the balance she was trying to hold and she would surely fall into the sink if she did. A pitying mewling sound emitted from her lips and I shushed her with the now wet finger, holding it against her lips in a silencing gesture. She nodded against the finger and I let it caress her cheek softly before my hand gripped her chin hard. I rose up and kissed her hard, not allowing her to kiss me back as I slid three fingers into her more than ready pussy without warning or preamble. She keened into my mouth at the sudden intrusion, her hips trying erratically to match the frantic pace I had set but not quite getting there. I bit down hard on her bottom lip and drew blood. Flicking my tongue over it I tasted the metallic taste of her blood. I kissed her hard once more allowing the hand that was gripping her chin to crawl under the sweater and the shirt, inching up towards a lace covered breast. I pinched her nipple through the fabric and massaged the perky breast with the palm of my hand, making it swell in my fingers. I pulled and tweaked her nipple until was satisfied and then switched to the other breast, repeating the same pattern.

I smirked against her lips at her the wanton way her body responded to all my touches as her wetness was gushing and coating my fingers. I twisted and corkscrewed them inside of her, brushing against her inner walls and reaching for her G-spot. Her legs spread wider of their own accord and she pushed her hips up hard to meet my thrusts, to get le deeper inside of her. I quickened my pace again ad I felt her growl in frustration which caused me to chuckle at her antics. Her walls started to tremble against my fingers and I knew she was close, her pants irregular and her hips spasming frantically. I bit down hard on her pulse point and that was enough. She screamed but my mouth covered hers, swallowing the sounds she was making. I kept pumping my fingers into her tight channel, prolonging her orgasm. As she rode out the last waves on my fingers I pulled out and pried her mouth open, letting her suck off her own delicious juices from my gingers. Her wanton eyes locking on mine as her tongue swirled around them like she was sucking the very essence of life from them. Fuck, that's so hot. Her tongue was flicking, curling and licking at them until she was sure they were clean and she released them with a wet pop from her mouth. I wiped them on the ripped shirt I was wearing, seeing her gaze getting locked on to the display of my abs.

I stepped away from the sink and picked up her panties, tossing them into her lap as I let my gaze wander over her body that screamed 'I was just fucked' with appreciation. So absolutely stunning, how could anyone not try and chase her, I wondered. As she came back to her senses I could see the questions and irritation build in her eyes. I walked backwards towards the door and watched as she fumbled with the panties. Hopping off the sink I could already see her lips forming the scowl that would grace her features any minute now. So I opened the lock and gave her another quick once over. She pulls it off well. With one foot through her panties she halted her movements and as if sensing what I was doing her mouth opened in protest and her eyes glared at me.

"Quinn!"

But I merely shrugged and smoothed over my features once more.

"See you later Miss Berry."

I closed the door behind me and hurried to my French class, more than ahead of the bell I stood there, panting at the exertion of fucking my teacher against the bathroom mirror like I had and then sprinting down the halls to escape her questions. As I caught my breath I smirked victoriously. Oh she would get her answers, later after I got my own.

After French I had biology class being the boring hell it always was quickly had me thinking of other more pleasant things. As I allowed myself to daydream of Miss Berry I felt my moist panties dampen once again. Oh shit. Bringing her to an orgasm had its own effects on me. I was sitting at the back of the classroom, all alone at a two person's desk. I checked my right since I was sitting right in the corner and noticed everyone was paying attention to the stupid movie that was being played at the front. Feeling a little risky myself I allowed more images of a shivering, begging Miss Berry to fill my mind. Three buttons of her blouse unbuttoned, black lace visible to my prying eyes. I could imagine the salty taste of her skin as it still lingered on my tongue as well as the taste of her juices. I licked my lips happily before I let my own hand wander down my skirt, stroking my heated center through its panties. Fuck. I flicked my clit and almost hit my knees against the underside of the desk when my hips bucked at the feeling. I tried to control myself a little better and prepared for the electric shot that travelled through my body and the pleasure it brought me. I slipped my fingers under the cotton fabric and flicked my clit before pinching it. Holy motherfu-. I glanced around quickly again, not seeing anyone paying attention to anything other than the tiny TV screen at the front of the class. I smiled and let my fingertip trace my entrance, dipping in only a little as I teased myself. Hmm, so good. I bit down hard don my lips to swallow the moan I could feel building up in my throat. Fuck. Another image of Miss Berry filled my mind, as her smell filled my mind I imagined her glistening folds. I licked my lips at the thought of tasting them, letting my tongue lick up and down her folds, flicking her clit before taking it in my mouth and sucking on it hard. I imagined her mewls and moans and felt my own fingers slip deeper into my own tight channel, letting them move against my walls. I moved to the edge of my seat and leaned back a little, pumping my hips superficially against the movement of my fingers. As I heard the teacher comment on some things I knew my time was almost up. Fuck, fuck. Quickening my pace I pushed deeper and hit my g-spot. This movement and the image of Miss Berry coming undone in front of my eyes was enough to send me over the edge. I bit into my fist to silence the groan. Oh Rachel. I felt myself slump forward as I pulled my fingers out. I pulled a handkerchief from my back pack and wiped my fingers clean. I had barely put it away or the lights flickered on. I checked my breathing and ran a hand through my hair to appear more collected than I was feeling at the moment. Looking around once more I finally caught sight of a pair of chocolate eyes. Although it wasn't Miss Berry that was smirking at me with an all knowing look in her eyes but San. I felt my cell phone vibrate in the breast pocket of my ripped shirt and pulled the device out slowly, hiding it under the desk.

[Satan]: Having fun are we Blondie?

I blushed hard at the words, knowing fully well I had been caught. Schooling my features into an aloof expression I texted back an affirmative as I watched her eyebrows shoot up in surprise before another text came through.

[Satan]: Good to see she removed that stick up your ass.

I smirked at that and shrugged at her before winking at Britt. The blonde girl merely shot me a beaming smile, clearly happy that I was no longer such a prude. As the bell rang again I quickly grabbed my back pack and made a dash for the door, disappearing into the crowded hallway before anyone could catch me. I had a teacher to catch.

I rounded the far off corner near the gym, knowing everyone was out on the court yard now on their break to watch the performance of the Cheerios. They'd won nationals and this was a sort of goodbye performance of the seniors. Where I would normally be standing there as well to cheer on my two best friends I also knew Miss Berry would be taking this free time to get in another fifteen minutes on her elliptical. Smiling to myself I shrugged my back pack on one shoulder, hearing a thump inside it reminding me of the appendage I had brought with me. As I sauntered into the locker room I saw her pink gym bag. Locking the door behind my back again I let my own bag fall next to it on the bench before entering the gym. As I watched her run on the machine I felt my already ruined panties being flooded again. Her skin was flushed a little from exertion and a little bit of sweat was glistening on her skin. I watched the drop slide its way down her neck into her cleavage and growled possessively. Hot as fuck even on a stupid elliptical. Not caring that she knew I was there I cat called again and as her eyes met mine I saw her falter on the elliptical. I smirked as she slowed down until he stepped off. I sauntered towards her with a predatory look. I saw her eyes widen at the expression on my face and saw her freeze, unlike this morning she wasn't backing away from me.

"Quinn you can't be serious we just – "

But before she had a chance to finish her sentence I slammed my lips against hers. I pulled her into me as I walked backwards, dragging her with me to the locker rooms. Closing the door behind her I pressed her into it and pulled back. I held her hands above her head and smirked her way again.

"Wait here. Do not move."

She merely nodded, not even attempting to protest this time as anticipation shone brightly in the eyes. I walked to my back pack and opened it. I grabbed the dildo and the gag, keeping my back towards her so she wouldn't see as I pulled the toys out. It was lunch break now and usually the students took up a good half our of it to eat. But that wasn't enough time to effectively use the handcuffs in the way I wanted to so I kept it to the dildo and the gag. As I turned around her eyes fell to the toys and widened. But any protest she wished to utter died immediately on her lips. I walked over to her and shoved the dildo into the hem of my skirt to keep it there as I tied the gag in place. Her lips parted doubtingly, I knew how much she liked to be vocal. I smiled at the sight and moved my hand up and down the dildo that peeked out of my skit. Her eyes darkened immediately at the movement. It was a double one, so that we would both get penetrated as it moved in between us. I unbuttoned her blouse but let her keep it on. Keeping her hands above her head with one of my own hands I let the other unzip her skirt and drop to the floor before pushing down her panties. She wriggled her legs so the fabric pooled around her ankles also. I smiled at her dampened heat.

"Wet again already?"

She merely nodded and canted her hips towards me. I smirked again and let my inner thoughts be heard for once, knowing she wouldn't be able to say anything at all in return.

"I wonder if pretty boy can do this to you."

Her eyes almost fell out of her head as they grew wide as saucers. I stroked the dildo absentmindedly before unzipping my own skirt and kicking it to the side. Her eyes fell to the dildo now stuck between my stomach and my panties.

"Does his cock turn you on Rachel? Does it make you present yourself in this wanton way?"

She shook her head in denial and I growled angrily as I pulled down my panties and positioned the dildo in front of my own entrance.

"Do you like my cock better then? Do you want to suck it like a good little whore? Or do you prefer his?"

I grit my teeth as I hissed at her, the anger in me taking over quickly. She nodded and then shook her head, my own smugness boasted at her imploring gaze.

"Yeah you rather have mine don't you? You'd rather have me fuck you with my big pink cock than him right? Let me stretch you in a way he never could?"

I slid the dildo inside and moaned at the intrusion, moving closer to her as I pumped it slowly.

"Do you want this Rachel?"

She nodded again, her eyes fully dilated and her hips sucking forward towards the phallus hanging from me.

"Good. Cuz I won't let you forget that I am the only one allowed to stick-"

I shoved the dildo an inch into ther entrance, feeling her hips buck trying to slide it in deeper.

"A cock into you. Got it?"

She nodded pathetically this time and I smirked as I inched in deeper slowly, our pussies almost touching. I started to pump my hips slowly and felt her own match the pace. I let my lips touch the flesh of her cleavage, biting and sucking it as I fucked her harder. We both panted hard, feeling the coiling feeling setting deep in our lower stomachs. Still sensitive from our own orgasms the electricity shot through our bodies faster, making our toes curl. I sucked an licked her neck and felt the way our hips lost their rhythm, frantically pumping away to get to that point of release, that sweet bliss that was slowly building between us. A couple of thrusts later, a pinch of a nipple and a swallowed cry later and we were coming hard as I let myself slump against her body against the door. I pulled out and l let the wet dildo drop to the ground. I pushed myself backwards a bit and looked at the disheveled appearance of my teacher. I smile softly at her closed eyes and still heaving chest. Feeling a pang of guilt in my chest from silencing her and treating her like a mere fuck – toy briefly until I saw another flash of them locking lips in front of the school. I turned my back to her and picked up the dildo, walking towards a sink to wash it clean before grabbing a cheerios towel. Smiling at the irony I dried the toy and threw it to my back pack before wetting the cloth and cleaning my lower parts and thighs from my own juices.

I heard shuffling behind me and turned to see Ra-Miss Berry unhook the gag. I smiled as she scowled at the piece as if it had personally offended her before her eye locked on mine. They instantly softened as if noticing my hurt, troubled state of mind. I let my eyes drop to the floor before drying myself off and throwing the towel away.

"Quinn."

Her plea reached my ears and I felt my body stiffen at the exasperated tone she used to capture my attention. I ignored it and turned around to collect my skirt and ruined panties. I threw the latter into my bag, followed by the dildo and pulled out a new pair. I had packed it this morning knowing I would probably need it. I slipped them on and put on my skirt as well when I felt her hand on my shoulder. I shrugged it off and glared at her. I zipped up my skirt and turned to face her, a challenging eyebrow raised.

"God, why are you acting this way?"

I scoffed in anger and kicked the bench in an attempt to out some frustration.

"You ditched me."

She looked at me with confused eyes.

"You sent me away to be alone with him."

She sighed and relaxed her stance a little.

"I merely intended to keep you out of a necessary but unpleasant altercation between myself and Mr. Hudson. Besides how would it have looked to have my student present during such a 'private' matter of conversation Quinn? I was not 'ditching' you at all! I was rebuffing his attempt to take me out and merely informing him of my obligation towards you. I never intended to leave you hanging in any way."

I laughed haughtily.

"Sure you didn't. You might have defended me but you sure didn't mind him planting his lips on you. In front of the school no less, sure way of keeping work and private separate huh Miss Berry? Or did you want to spare from such unnecessary altercation? Or did you mean for me to see it so I would stop chasing you? Is that it Rachel? Is that what you were trying to do?"

She shook her head in exasperation.

"Of course not! I didn't want him to kiss me he just did! Dammit Quinn is that why I couldn't find you anywhere! I looked all over the parking place and even rode down the streets for two full hours wondering where you were! I called you! I texted you! Dammit the least you could've done is answer and let me know you're okay! I called hospitals Quinn! I was scared something happened to you! And after I called them I called the cops but no you weren't there either. And then I got mad, real mad. So don't listen to the last twenty voicemails if I was you. Or you know what maybe you should so you would understand what you put me through!"

I felt the guilt take over once more, my anger dissipating at the sound of her angry voice. My lips trembled at the thought and I let my eyes drift to the floor before a gentle hand cupped my chin and lifted my gaze to meet hers.

"No. Look at me Quinn; you ran away from me, without letting me know. You let me worry for you an entire night. Then you proceed to fuck me, not giving me the chance to speak to you and ease my mind or to find out where you'd been and what was going on! No you just haul me away to release some carnal frustration after which you discard me like I'm nothing."

I pulled away and stepped backwards.

"Isn't that what you wanted though Rachel? Have I not been doing what you wished of me all along?"

I saw her sigh in frustration at my stubborn attitude. I knew I was in the wrong but I couldn't give in. she hurt me, kissing him. She hurt me by even saying yes to him in the first place.

"Have I not been doing what you wanted Quinn? Did I or did I not open up to you? Did I not explain to you that I care for you more than a mere fuck in a bathroom? I do care for you Quinn but your actions yesterday and today made it very clear to me why I need to stop this. I need to let you go and grow up because actions such as you displayed today only confirm the fact that you're too young for this to work out properly. And before you protest, I know you're a lot more mature than most. You are and I know but you are still your age. You let your emotions rule your judgment and acted on impulse forgetting all about anyone else's feelings but your own. Then you proceeded to blame and punish me for things I had no knowledge of instead of letting me talk to you and sort this all out."

I looked down ashamed, feeling tears gather in my eyes as I wrung my hands together.

"Rachel I'm so sorry I just – I saw you kiss him and you didn't pull away and I just felt so hurt..."

She smiled sadly.

"I understand Quinn but I told you to wait at my car. I defended you and refused his advances. I didn't ditch you and I didn't pull away because he had me in such a tight grip I physically couldn't. He is a very tall and strong man, I simply waited until he pulled away before I pushed him away and made it clear he was never to try that again. And then I went to my car looking for you and you were gone. And then I couldn't find you anywhere."

She pulled her skirt up and buttoned her blouse as her tone indicated just how panicked and scared she had been for me this last night. I watched as she packed her bag and hoisted it over her shoulder, grabbing her sweater from a bench further and hanging it over her arm.

"We need to talk and we cannot do this here but Quinn –"

I looked up at her with hurt eyes.

"I – I just want you to know I care about you okay. Whatever happens, I do care about you. It's why I need to do this. I – I'll see you later in detention."

She smiled a little forced my way and unlocked the door before stepping through and walking away from me. A dreadful feeling settled in my bones and I felt a heavy weight settle on my chest. Whatever this talk was about, I just knew it wasn't going to be good. Tears gathered in my eyes and I kicked the bench in frustration. She was right, I had acted immaturely. I should have given her a chance to explain. I balled my hands into fists and took a few deep breaths. Once I felt another calm settle I finished fixing my clothes and grabbed my bag, forgetting about the gag that was laying on the bench as I marched out of the locker room. I didn't notice how little blue eyes squinted and followed my move nor did I see the tall figure move into the locker room I just exited. I never knew he saw the gag and put it in his pocket, smirking as he walked away as well leaving the space empty once more, his suspicions confirmed.

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