AN: Long chapter is long. Haha, hope you all enjoy!
AN: I'm currently writing chapter 13 and I'm actually really excited for it! I can't wait to post it! There are a few twists that I hope everyone likes! Also, I'm going to be doing another story soon, maybe not very angst but rather happy. :) If anyone wants to give me prompts I'm always available to new ideas!
Her feet were moving too fast for her mind, that was for sure. Almost tripping down the last step of the stairs in front of her apartment building, Quinn stopped on the sidewalk and looked left then right.
"Where the fuck are you, Rachel?" She said under her voice. The night had began to darken which increased her anxiety level. Deciding to go right, she began at a slight jog while fetching her phone from her pocket to try and call the girl. Her feet slammed against the pavement to the beat of her heartbeat while she scanned the streets diligently with her phone pressed to her ear. Each ring she heard made her blood turn cold, anticipation mixing in with the sickening feeling she had in her stomach.
When there was no answer Quinn cursed to herself under her breath, continuing her search. She couldn't have gone very far, she had followed almost seconds after. But then again she could have gone the other way too.
She was going to punch Hudson so hard in the face if anything happened to Rachel, if she had a bump or if someone else put their hands on her. Just the thought made her teeth clench. What did Rachel even see in him?
Pushing it out of her head, she focused all her energy on finding the small brunette. Her eyes were searching every face, area, spot, anything she could that might help. Her mouth went dry and her palms began to sweat badly when she heard a few guys behind her whistling. Biting her lip, she stopped.
"Rachel, where are you?" She whispered again, scanning still. The guys from behind walked by her and laughed, blowing a kiss towards her and then making their way down the street. Quinn scoffed at them and was in the middle of turning before she caught sight of a dark red dress and brown hair.
Basically giving herself whiplash, she took a second look to see Rachel walking down the sidewalk and going inside a small bakery that was still open. Quinn took a deep, shaky breath before following after her, wiping a few hairs out of her red face. She heard the bell of the door ring, signaling the workers they had a new customer. Rachel was at the cash register, grabbing a water bottle and a croissant.
"Rachel." Quinn said, touching the back of her arm. Rachel turned to see Quinn, her eyes desperate and her face slightly damp. "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine, Quinn."
"Your head though. I kno-"
"Here's your change, Miss." The cashier said, handing Rachel a few dollars.
"I think there's a slight bump, I'l talk to him." Rachel said nonchalantly. Quinn felt her hands tighten up into fists as she followed the girl to a booth table. Her teeth were gritting together and it took everything in her not to get up, walk to the apartment and punch the shit out of his stupid face.
Of course, he was a man and she was a woman, and Quinn wasn't stupid especially since he had the nerve to actually lay his hands on her even if he might've been drunk.
"Can I see it? I want to make sure you're okay." Quinn asked in a small voice. Rachel nodded slightly and Quinn made her way to Rachel's side of the booth, sitting next to her as the girl turned for Quinn. She massaging Rachel's head slightly with her pale fingers, looking for the spot before she felt Rachel flinch. "Does that hurt?" She asked, looking at the girl's face.
"Slightly." Rachel sighed out.
"Hold on." Quinn replied and got up. She was talking to the guy at the cash register before he went to the back and then came back with a bag of ice and a napkin covering it.
Sitting back next to Rachel, Quinn held the ice to Rachel's head. "Hold it there for a few minutes then take it off, okay?" Quinn asked, looking at Rachel's face. Rachel nodded. The end of her lip turned up in a small smile before she began picking at her croissant.
"Are you okay?" Rachel asked, taking the ice off of her head and looking to Quinn.
"Perfectly fine." Quinn said as she moved in closer to the girl. "You know, I really don't like him."
"You've never liked him."
"Maybe that's because he and his football buddies always made it tough for me in high school. Well, and your little brats, too." Quinn said with a smile.
"Shut up, they're not that bad." Rachel said pushing at Quinn who only moved closer to her.
"Says the ex Cheerio captain." Quinn laughed out. Rachel rolled her eyes before offering Quinn a piece of croissant. Quinn took it from her with her mouth, biting it and tilting her head up to let it fall in her mouth.
Quinn noticed the small fidgeting Rachel was doing with her hands in her lap and decided to cover hers with her own, locking their fingers together and putting them on the table.
"Sure you're okay?" Quinn asked, unlocking and playing with her hand now. Rachel shrugged her shoulders and continued to look at their hands. "Wanna talk about it?" Quinn asked, looking into brown eyes.
"I have to go talk to Finn, Quinn." Rachel said out.
"I know."
"I have to tell him about us."
"You don't have to, Rachel." Quinn choked out, her throat getting smaller.
"Maybe he'll want to break up with me first."
"You don't have to break up with him if he makes you happy, Rachel. I want you to be happy and if it's with a baboon then so be it. I wont bug you or anything."
"Quinn, shut up." Rachel said, gritting her teeth. Quinn nodded as she began to play with their fingers again. "I love him.."
I kno-"
"Quinn, shut up." Rachel said again. Quinn bit her lip and swallowed.
"I love him just...not in the way I feel towards you." Rachel said finally. Quinn dropped both their hands on the table and looked up quickly.
"What?" She asked, wanting to be sure she heard correctly.
"I'm not in love with Finn." Rachel repeated, staring into Quinn's eyes. "I want to be with you, I've told you this. I don't just want you sexually."
"Wha-...We-...I-" Quinn kept stuttering, unable to find the right words. "You can't talk to him tonight. I think he's drunk. I could smell it." Quinn said in her best attempt to change the subject.
"I have to go back at some point, Quinn." Rachel sighed out.
"Spend the night again." Quinn replied.
"As tempting as that is, we both know that isn't a good idea when my boyfriend is in the building." Rachel laughed.
"I'll keep my hands off of you, I promise. No funny business, just sleep." Quinn promised with a smile.
"But what about me?" Rachel said quietly, moving closer to Quinn, their lips barely touching.
"Then we're fucked because I'm not saying no." Quinn heaved out.
"Exactly." Rachel replied, and moved back.
"Wait, was that a test?" Quinn asked in confusion.
"It was, yes."
"You're terrible."
"Maybe slightly." Rachel laughed. Pushing her face forward, Quinn pecked Rachel on the lips and drew back with a smile. "Hey! No fair." Rachel said, pushing the girl's shoulder.
"Maybe slightly." Quinn mocked. "Do you want to go now?" She asked.
"Not really, but I suppose we should." Rachel replied with a sigh, grabbing her water and trash to throw away.
"Come on." Quinn held out her hand when she got up from the booth and felt Rachel's tangle into her own as they made their way towards the trash then out the door.
The walk was peaceful, actually, for a New York night. Everyone kept to themselves and Quinn would occasionally sneak a kiss on Rachel's cheek when she felt the girl go rigid. Probably from nerves as they got closer and closer to their apartments.
Finally making it home, they both walked through the door and up the stairs, quietly. Finn was on Quinn's floor, his head in his hands as he was sitting on the stairs his back against the wall asleep with a bottle under his arm.
"Do you need help with him?" Quinn asked, staring at the boy who now reeked even more of alcohol.
"No, no. It's one flight of stairs. I'll be okay, plus I'd prefer the both of you stay away from each other when he is obviously intoxicated." Rachel said.
"Well, my door is always open for you." Quinn said with a smile.
"I know." Rachel smiled back and broke their hands apart. She got up on her tiptoes and kissed the girl on the cheek quickly then smiled. The corner of Quinn's mouth quirked up as well. She then began walking backwards towards her door, staring at Rachel as she attempted to wake up Finn.
Rolling her eyes, Quinn made her way inside her apartment and closed the door, holding the spot where Rachel had just kissed her, her heart beating uncontrollably.
-10:55 AM-
There was a small knocking at her door when Quinn opened her eyes. She had fallen asleep on her couch, watching some movie that she couldn't remember. Rubbing at her eyes, she stretched up and yawned, groggily making her way over to her front door and looking through the peephole. She saw Rachel on the other side in her pajamas. Clearing her throat, she tried to fix her hair in the reflection of the doorknob. She then opened the door quickly to see the girl smiling at her.
"Hey, are you alright?" Quinn asked, looking at the girl.
"Perfectly fine. I just didn't want to be there when he wakes up. I'll go back in an hour or so."
"Oh, well, like I said, my house is always open to you." Quinn smiled, moving out of the way to allow the shorter girl entrance.
"Did I wake you?"
"No, I was just about to brush my teeth..." Quinn replied, going to the bathroom. She began putting toothpaste on her red toothbrush then started brushing. She felt two hands wrap around her waist and pull her in. Smiling automatically, she looked over her shoulder to see Rachel's face against her back with her eyes closed. Quinn let her hand sink down and grab Rachel's soothingly before spitting out the toothpaste and washing her mouth out. "Are you alright?" Quinn asked, turning around.
"I just missed you." Rachel replied, hugging her a little more tightly, her forehead coming up to Quinn's eye level.
"I'm not leaving anywhere, Rach."
"I would hope not." Rachel said with a smile, looking up at the girl.
"I wont." Quinn assured her and bent down slightly to kiss her lips. "Promise." Quinn whispered again.
Rachel's hands began to wander up and under Quinn's shirt, touching her hot skin.
"Rachel, this isn't a good idea." Quinn said, feeling the girl's hands go higher.
"It's not." Rachel replied.
"We should stop."
"We should."
Rachel then began to kiss up Quinn's neck, sucking slightly at a part of skin between her teeth. Quinn's head fell back and her eyes closed.
"This is me trying to have control." Quinn said, leaning back against the bathroom counter.
"Mhmm." Rachel said, sucking at the skin still.
Quinn's cock slowly began to rise as Rachel started humping slightly against her, Quinn's dick now sandwiched between both their bodies.
Upstairs, Finn was now opening his eyes and stretching, feeling a slight pound to his head as he looked around and noticed the quiet apartment. Getting up, he made his way over to Rachel's room, opening the door and noticing the bed empty. He went to check the bathroom and noticed it was empty as well.
"Rachel?" He called out, his own voice making his head ring. Grabbing at his temple, he went to check his phone and noticed no new messages. He sighed angrily and went to grab his coat by the door then head out to look for the girl.
Downstairs, Quinn was now leaning against the kitchen counter, how they got there she was unsure, but Rachel was now on her knees, stroking her cock slowly and licking at the tip.
"F-fuck." Quinn moaned out as Rachel began to wrap her lips around her length and suck eagerly. Quinn began wrapping her hands in brown locks, squeezing tightly there before speaking again. "Come here." Her voice was low. Rachel gave one last suck before releasing Quinn's cock and getting up on her feet. "Turn around." Quinn commanded and Rachel did just that, her covered ass against Quinn's throbbing cock.
Running her hand along the front side of Rachel's body, she let her fingers trail up, under her shirt until she was met with one of Rachel's nipples. She gave it a small flick and almost instantly felt her go hard in turn causing Rachel to groan. She began pinching and squeezing at Rachel's breast before guiding her other hand to the side of Rachel's head, turning to lock their lips together.
Slowly, Quinn's hand began to make it's way down again, feeling goosebumps form as she did so. Going passed her chest, stomach and naval until she finally reached the elastic of her shorts where she pushed her fingers passed the waistband and slid down, through her panties. She felt the hot breath of Rachel's groan in her mouth as both their tongues wrestled together. Quinn let her finger run up and down her soaking lips.
"You get off so bad to sucking my cock." Quinn said with a laugh. Rachel shook her head before attaching their lips yet again. After letting her fingers slide through Rachel's folds a few times she stopped at the quivering bundle of nerves that she could tell were aching to be touched.
Finally swirling around the area, she felt Rachel melt on to her, their mouths still going furiously at one another.
"Keep going!" Rachel cried out, breaking the kiss. Quinn nodded, still swirling the area with now two fingers as both of them looked down to Quinn's fingers now moving inside Rachel's shorts rapidly. Rachel pushed her head up and let it fall to the crook of Quinn's neck as her chest began to rise and fall.
"Hold on." Quinn said, stopping her motions quickly. She pulled her hand out and pushed Rachel's shorts all the way down. Rachel then stepped out of them and almost instantly felt two hands on her waist turning her around to face the counter. Now with both her forearms on the counter, she turned back to look at Quinn who was staring at her.
"Can I?" Quinn asked. Rachel would have laughed at the question if she wasn't so far gone. She only nodded and turned more to see Quinn line herself up and push the head of her cock in.
Rachel let herself sink lower as Quinn pushed in more, each inch that went in only building up to her release. Her abdomen tightened and her legs opened just a little more. Finally all of Quinn was in, her waist now flush against Rachel's ass.
"Start moving, Quinn." Rachel pleaded, the anticipation being too much for her.
"Give me a second." Quinn breathed out, her eyes shut tight.
Slowly, Rachel felt a steady movement behind her. Quinn would pull her dick out only to push it back in, hard, drawing out a small cry from Rachel each time. The thrusts were becoming faster and faster until there was a prominent slapping noise against their skin.
Suddenly there was a knock at the door.
"Hey, Quinn, is this you? I went downstairs to check for your apartment number." Finn said on the other side of the door.
"Fuck..Don't stop." Rachel breathed out, neither of them stopping.
Swallowing hard, Quinn tried to talk in a steady voice.
"Yeah, what do you want?" Quinn yelled back towards the door, her thrusts now getting faster and faster as her orgasm began to build up in the pit of her stomach.
"I was wondering if you've seen Rachel or whatever. I don't know where she went and she didn't leave a note." He said from the other side.
"No, I haven't seen her." Quinn groaned as she felt the usual tightness around her cock.
"Fuck me harder, Quinn." Rachel moaned out, now pushing herself back on to Quinn's cock.
"You want it harder?" Quinn asked, now holding on to Rachel's waist more tightly for support.
"Did she come by here?" Finn asked from the door. At this point Quinn was thrusting in and out, her cock pushing deep inside Rachel who then had to cover her mouth to keep from yelling.
"No, Finn. She didn't" Quinn tried to say. If only that idiot knew what she was doing right at this very moment to his girlfriend. On the other side of the door. Her cock slamming inside Rachel's wet hole, coating her dick in the arousal that she caused. Not Finn. Her.
"What are you doing in there?" Finn asked curiously.
Rachel was now banging quietly on the counter with her palm. "Working out." Quinn said, it was the first thing that popped into her mind. "So fucking good." She whispered back to the girl who was now biting on one of Quinn's new kitchen rags.
"Well, if you see her then tell her I stopped by." Finn said, sighing on the other end.
"Yep...will do." Quinn groaned, resisting the urge to slap Rachel's ass until she was sure he was gone.
Rachel threw the rag to the floor and let her moaning fall free from her mouth now. This was Quinn's cue to pull her hand back and push it forward until it was met with the side of Rachel's ass leaving a nice handprint there.
"Again!" Rachel commanded, her eyes shut tight as she reached out to grab the edge of the counter for support. Quinn slapped her ass yet agin as Rachel began grinding back on her cock to allow it to massage the spot deep down that always had Rachel screaming. Pushing her hand back, Rachel sunk her nails deep into Quinn's thigh as the girl behind her continued to fuck Rachel, the veins on her neck now showing.
"Ride my dick, Rach." Quinn groaned now pulling back hard on Rachel's waist.
"It's so sexy when you talk like that." Rachel growled as Quinn pulled out and took Rachel to the couch where Quinn went to lay down. Putting both hands on the side of her shirt Rachel pulled it off and threw it to the side while Quinn continued to stroke herself before Rachel straddled her waist. Lining herself up, Rachel then went to sit down on the hard length, this position now offering more pleasure to her.
"Oh, fuck! Oh, God!" Rachel kept whining out. "Yeah, yeah, yeah! Fuck, yeah!" She yelled once more as Quinn pushed herself up to meet her.
Their breathing was now harsh.
"So. Fucking. Close." Quinn emphasized each word with a hard thrust.
"Shit, shit, shit, I'm coming, oh fuck!" Quinn groaned as her thrusts began to quicken.
"Inside, Quinn!" Rachel yelled as she continued to push herself up and down. The couch was now squeaking and her breasts were bouncing with her motions. Quinn was watching with eager eyes as she felt the coil in her stomach explode.
Rachel felt a sudden heat cover her inner walls as a bit of semen began to drip down her thigh. This was enough to throw her over the edge as well as she slammed down on Quinn's exploding cock only to feel her walls clench around her hot dick. Quinn whimpered as she milked her sensitive cock for all it was worth, while sweat began to drip down her temple.
"Rachel..." Quinn groaned out.
"Ugh!" Rachel moaned as her last tremor shook her body and forced her to collapse on to Quinn. Her chest heaving with Quinn's.
After a few minutes of silence, Quinn spoke first.
"You alright? You were really...aggressive today." She said.
"That was not aggressive." Rachel said, looking up with a smile.
"Really?" Quinn asked with a smile. "I kind of want to see aggressive then because that was...wow."
"Yeah?"
"Yeah."
"I want to, but I have to go see Finn. I have to talk to him. I want to cut things off between us." Rachel said, looking down.
"You've been with him for so long, you know it wont be easy, right?" Quinn asked, pushing a few hairs out of her face.
"I know, but I want to be with you. I need to be with you. Believe it or not, you make me happy and not just because of this." Rachel said, grabbing lightly at Quinn's unprotected dick. She heard the girl groan underneath her.
"...yeah. You make me happy too." She released a breath when Rachel let go.
"So you started the birth control?" Quinn asked. Rachel's head was on Quinn's chest while Quinn was drawing shapes on her back.
"I've been on birth control, Quinn." Furrowing her eyebrows, Quinn looked straight into the girl's eyes. "I didn't think you would care much, plus it's quite fun not having a period all the time." She said, pushing her head back on Quinn's chest.
"I suppose that's true. So, will we be doing that from now on?" Quinn asked.
"Perhaps."
At this Quinn smiled, the feeling of exploding inside Rachel would never leave her. To Quinn, this was a big thing. Almost as if Rachel were completely giving herself to Quinn, as if she hadn't already. A numerous amount of times, actually. This was different. It felt good and she was happy the girl trusted her this much.
