Hey Guys.

So this one is back to a more normal length. I also realized that the chapter numbers have been a little screwey on the actual page. It's because on my doc there was no prologue, so it's a bit of a mess. If you noticed, just ignore it.

Now on to finishing the cliffhanger. I guarantee you no matter what you wanted, that is not where the chapter is going, but in a good way. ;)

Still loving the feedback, so yay for you reader coco, four for you. (It's 5am, ignore me)

Bon Appetite

Chapter 12

Quinn could feel Rachel's hot breath against her own. The brunette was hovering above one of her legs, with all of her weight resting on her arms, which were basically behind Quinn, and one foot which was on the floor. Quinn couldn't move, as if one false step would end the wonderful dream she was having, and she was absolutely frozen in the delightful tension of waiting for that kiss. She felt Rachel's chest meeting her own as they both panted wildly and it caused her to shiver slightly. Rachel felt the shiver, her eyes snapping shut, and she breathed "oh… fuck" across Quinn's lips, causing the mounting tension to reach a head, like mounting humidity causing a thunderstorm. They met in a fierce clash of teeth and lips, and Rachel had begged and gained entry to Quinn's mouth with nips and licks and sucks before Quinn even realized. Their hands were everywhere, trying to experience everything at once, and Quinn could feel herself losing control and moaning without restraint as Rachel's tongue slipped in and out of her mouth, caressing Quinn's tongue, licking her bottom lip and occasionally flicking the roof of her mouth. Barely even conscious of her own actions any more, Quinn slid her hands from Rachel's, which were gripping blond curls wildly, up to Rachel's shoulders. They then slid down to Rachel's chest, where they fleetingly teased Rachel's (deliciously hard) nipples, before sliding down over her flexing abs and rocking hips, coming to rest on her perfect, round, juicy ass. She slowly squeezed, until Rachel released a gorgeous low moan. Quinn grinned at the noise and watched Rachel's face as her back arched and she pulled away from Quinn's lips at the pleasure she was feeling. Her eyes were screwed shut and Quinn had never seen anything so goddam sexy her entire life. Some primal instinct in her awoke and she growled from deep in her chest before attacking the newly exposed tan skin of Rachel's neck.

Between the fact that she was still pretty high and the fact that she was getting more and more aroused by the second, Rachel didn't know if she could take much more pleasure. Then when she felt Quinn's lips and teeth against her neck, all thoughts flew from her mind. She released a strangled gasp and her breath froze within her chest. Her thighs were getting damper and all she knew was that she was going insane. As instinct took over she dropped all the weight from her foot on the floor and rested against the shin that was on the sofa, grinding on Quinn's thigh as she dragged her knee upwards to nudge at Quinn's core. She wanted the blond to be getting as much pleasure as she was herself. However, she wasn't expecting the reaction that she actually managed to garner.

Quinn, felt Rachel shift but, still being in a total state of wonderment with Rachel's body, she didn't figure out what the outcome would be. Rachel's sinfully short skirt had ridden upwards, and as she lowered herself to grind on her thigh, the primal part of her brain purred in satisfaction, the heat and the wetness that she had managed to cause instantly apparent. But then, Rachel pushed her knee up into the apex of her legs. Up under the throbbing, embarrassingly hard erection that she had been glad Rachel was as yet unaware of due to her still half-standing in her dominant position over the blond. It had happened to Quinn various times before, even though it was only there for a few days a month, but she had never been as turned on as she was at that particular point in time, and she wasn't sure how in control she would be if Rachel realized it was there and decided to do something with it.

Rachel's well-intentioned knee crushed hard into Quinn's dick and caused her to pull back and release a strangled yell of pain, her state of arousal instantly lost. She tried to yell out Rachel's name and beg her to stop but she only got as far as "Rach" before the white-hot pain in her groin robbed her of the ability to speak or even breathe. Rachel hadn't noticed anything, and her knee was slowly grinding Quinn's balls into dust, so she knew she had to act before Rachel took the groaning as encouragement and pressed harder.

Summoning Herculean strength that Quinn had no idea she even possessed, she grabbed the shin of the leg that was crushing her, and the other hip, lifted an extremely shocked Rachel off her and basically threw her to the other end of the couch. It helped that the brunette was extremely small, but it was still no mean feat. Finally feeling relief, she groaned and collapsed back into the couch, panting wildly through the pain. She could see out of her lower peripheral vision that underneath the dissipating horniness, Rachel looked more than a little shocked, and kind of hurt. With a gargantuan force of will, she managed to grunt out "Wait" and hold out her hand palm forward to indicate what she wanted as she choked and gasped, trying to recover her senses. Rachel sat patiently as she could, waiting for an explanation of Quinn's strange behavior.

Eventually, her breath settled and the searing throb in her groin reduced to a dull ache. She sat forward and looked at Rachel. Her body language was closed, kneeling with her legs below her and her hands on her thighs, and she was trying desperately not to meet Quinn's eyes, looking over her shoulder out through glass wall instead. She thought she saw a glimmer in the corner of Rachel's eye. She started talking dejectedly.

"I'm sorry Quinn, I can't believe I did that. It was so inappropriate. I just thought that…well…" She faltered and Quinn's heart broke a little. Obviously between the adrenaline of the making out and the adrenaline of the shock of being bodily thrown across her own sofa had sobered her up. Quinn gingerly leaned forward, trying not to displace…anything…too much.

"No Rachel, that's not what I was trying to…" She sighed at Rachel's stiffness. "Will you please look at me?" Rachel sighed and looked back towards Quinn, who smiled a little.

"Hi" she said, reaching out a hand slowly to one of Rachel's. Rachel smiled the tiniest, shyest smile in return.

She said "Hi" too, before looking back down at their linked hands. Quinn used her other hand to lift Rachel's chin.

"Rachel, I'm so sorry I just did that. I hope I didn't hurt you?" Rachel shook her head slightly, indicating that she wasn't hurt. Quinn's chest relaxed a little.

"Thank God. I didn't want to scare you or anything, it's just-"

"I understand why, Quinn. We shouldn't have even let it get this far in the first place. I shouldn't have." She looked down with a miserable expression on her face, thinking that she had really let Quinn down. Quinn smiled fondly and squeezed Rachel's hand a little, gaining her attention back.

"Rach. C'mon. I know you're my teacher and everything, but we're both adults. We both have control of our own actions. There was no advantage taken here. In fact, you're under the influence, so technically I was the one taking advantage if anything. And I mean granted, my latent teenage hormones are a bitch to refuse, but we both know that if one of us didn't want that to happen it wouldn't have." Rachel laughed and rolled her eyes. They were still for a moment, before Rachel felt the questions building up again.

"So what just happened Quinn? If it was some kind of trust issue about getting close to people I can assure you-"

"No! It wasn't, I swear! It's just…well…It's my time of the month, Rach." Rachel frowned in disbelief.

"Wait, so you made me fly across my own living room for that? Quinn, that is the most ridiculous thing I have ever heard! You're not diseased, you're simply menstruating…" Quinn's eyes widened as she realized firstly how graphic Rachel could be when she continued rambling (as she was), and secondly that Rachel hadn't quite figured out what Quinn was trying to imply.

"…I mean you could have just told me to stop, I do have some self control!" Quinn took the pause for breath as her chance to cut in to the woman's rant.

"RACHEL! That's not what it was." She looked at Rachel, her eyes wide with meaning. "It's my Time. Of. The. Month." She said through gritted teeth.

Rachel knew she was missing something, but still wasn't comprehending what. Quinn looked up to the ceiling, shaking her head at God's sense of humor, and decided that the best course of action as usual with Rachel, was to be bluntly honest.

"Oh for the love of - Rachel you were kneeing me in the balls! You were crushing my cojones, OK?" Upon hearing this, Rachel's eyes widened to the point where Quinn wondered if she was channeling Ms Pillsberry, and her free hand flew to cover her mouth.

"Oh my God!" Quinn heard muffled from behind her hand. "Oh God Quinn are you OK? I mean should I…Can I…I mean…" She gave up on pretending to know what to say, and let her mouth hang open behind her hand. Quinn nodded, pursing her lips but giving Rachel a tight smile to reassure her.

"I'm OK. I mean, it hurts like a bitch, but I don't think anything like, ruptured, so we're good." Rachel nodded, still not blinking.

"Do you…want an ice pack or something?" She asked nervously, wondering what on earth the etiquette was in that situation. Quinn regarded her earnestly.

"To be honest…yeah I really do." She reclined back on the couch as Rachel went over to her freezer and got the ice pack, handing it to the pain-stricken blond.

"Thanks" she smiled lightly as Rachel perched next to her knees instead of going and sitting on one of the armchairs. She gingerly lowered the icepack down between her legs, and winced at a combination of pain and the …reaction…to the cold. Rachel leaned forward and rested her hand on Quinn's forehead, smiling down gently at the girl, before closing her eyes and laughing lightly at herself.

"God, I'm such a dummy. I didn't even consider it."

"It's OK sweetheart, it's not like it's something that you would usually have to take into account."

"No, but I knew about it. I should have thought…" Quinn put a stop to her talk by putting her own hand on top of the one the brunette was resting on her forehead and smiling up at her. She sighed.

"God, we have so much we still don't know about each other." She shook her head, but Quinn squeezed her hand.

"And I'm looking forward to every second that I get to spend finding out" the blond replied looking into Rachel's warm, expressive eyes.

"Me too." Taking care to avoid any tender areas, Rachel curled down into Quinn's side, nearest the edge of the sofa, with Quinn's arm around her. She rested the back of her head on Quinn's right shoulder and sighed, coughing slightly as she did. Quinn hummed slightly in disapproval at the sound,

"I guess all that cold medicine is wearing off." Rachel just produced a low whine and pouted, and Quinn could not believe how adorable she was. "You're so cute" she told the teacher. "And so cuddly." Rachel blushed slightly when she heard that, and hid her face a little.

"I can't be cute, I'm too old!" she laughed. Quinn poked her a little in the ribs with the hand she had around her shoulders, and Rachel, fully lying down on her back, looked up to where Quinn's head was propped on the armrest.

"No matter how old you are, I will still think you're cute." Quinn said with a kiss to her forehead, "And Beautiful" she said with another kiss. "And talented, and sexy, and intelligent, and, above all, so damn caring." Each time she spoke, she emphasized it with another kiss to Rachel's forehead, until her brown eyes had fluttered closed and she was smiling contentedly. Quinn noticed that Rachel was struggling a little more to breathe and her chest was wheezing a little each time she did. She knew it was the effects of the cold coming back. They always did seem worse in the early morning and in the evening, no matter who you were. Whenever Quinn had a really bad cold, she would run herself a hot bath before she got into bed, with some menthol bath oil or salts to open up her airways a little. She had brought some supplies with her in her overnight bag, hoping that she would be able to make Rachel feel a little better without medicating, and decided that after the events of the evening, 9:15 wasn't such a lame time to start getting ready for bed.

She found that as she had been thinking, her eyes had grown heavy and closed, and her breathing had slowed down. She was inhaling heavy breaths of Rachel's shampoo, remembering from her last visit that it was blackberry and sage flavour, and laughing internally about how of course Rachel would have a berry flavor shampoo, but it wouldn't be an obvious one like strawberry.

She cracked her eyes open and looked to Rachel, only to be met with sparkling brown eyes staring at her. She smiled back.

"You want a bath?" Quinn asked.

"Together?" Rachel asked flirtingly. Quinn rolled her eyes and slapped the woman lightly on the arm.

"After that little performance? I think not. However I am available for life guarding duties. And I have some stuff for the bath with me that always makes me feel better when I'm sick." Rachel smiled and rolled off the sofa.

"Well come on then." She said, offering a hand back down to Quinn so she could try and peel herself off the sofa. Quinn picked up her stuff from where she had left it on the table as Rachel padded barefoot across the wood floors down to her bedroom to start running the bath. She closed her eyes for a moment and took a few shaky breaths before following the woman the way she had gone.

She got into the bedroom and walked over to the bathroom which was ajar, but before she walked through, she realized rather violently that Rachel wasn't wearing anything. And she was absolutely breathtakingly gorgeous. Her body was perfectly toned, the tan color of her skin even all over. She had dimples right at the point where her spine met her ass, which was itself as perfect as it had felt earlier. Her legs were also deceptively long and her hips were curved. Her neck arched gracefully down into her shoulders, one of which was draped with Rachel's brown waves. She had her back mostly to the door, but as far as she could see Rachel's breasts were perfectly formed, as was her toned stomach, and her arms flexed gracefully as she adjusted the temperature of the water.

The blonde didn't know what to do with herself. On the one hand, they were in love, and had gotten to know each others bodies fairly well less than an hour ago. On the other hand, they had never seen each other anything less than fully dressed other than that one (not so) unfortunate incident a couple of months prior. She decided the best way to go was to be honest but offer the woman some sense of modesty. She looked down at the floor and raised her fist to knock at the door. She knew she was blushing, but she wasn't going to try and hide that she had seen anything. She wasn't embarrassed, and she wasn't particularly worried that Rachel would be either, but one or both of them being naked in a room had its risks.

Rachel turned to Quinn and smiled when she saw the girl with her head bowed.

"It's OK, Quinn, you can come in if you want." Quinn looked straight up into Rachel's eyes and smiled. "Unless you're shy about seeing me naked?" Quinn rolled her eyes as she pushed the door open and walked into the room.

"No. There are a lot of things I feel about seeing you naked, and none of them are 'shy'."

"Good" Rachel laughed, "Because I would hate to think that we would have a problem in the future." Quinn found that as Rachel uttered the word 'future' her mouth dried up. She had never even considered the possibility of anything resembling them being naked together in the future. She cleared her throat and decided that the best course of action at that point was to ignore what she had said all together. She grabbed the menthol bath oil out of her bag and opened the cap, pouring a little under the stream of hot water.

"Lucky for me, I've had a lot of practice of my self control, seeing as how I'm a cheerio and all. Communal showers for the win!" She added sarcastically. Rachel's eyebrows raised in interest as she stepped over the edge of the bath, and Quinn allowed her eyes a moment to wonder before Rachel settled in the hot water and breathed deeply. The suds did a good job of hiding anything particularly distracting. As Quinn wandered over to the toiled, put the lid down and reclined onto it, reapplying her ice, Rachel asked her about how she managed to be in the Cheerios, have to have communal showers, and still keep her secret.

"Well, at school it's pretty easy. If it's a practice after school hours, I can just do a few extra laps and wait for the others to get out. Most of them think I'm just sucking up." Rachel nodded as she grabbed a hand towel and reclined against the edge of the bath with it cushioning her neck. "I don't mind though, they're kinda right. That's actually how I ended up being captain. Sue was impressed because I put extra effort in, and it meant I had extra time to get better. And because I'm captain, if it's during school hours I can just claim that I had to talk to Sue about something and wait. The teachers are too scared to say anything to her." At this Rachel frowned reproachfully. "Aw come on Rach, if they knew the real reason, or if I stopped showering I would be in infinite shit. I'm not hurting anyone, except maybe myself by missing five minutes of calc once or twice a month."

"I guess you're right. And you're right about this bath oil too, I feel better already." Quinn smiled, glad that it was working. "So, what about when you're at competitions?"

"Actually, it hasn't been a problem so far. All of the places where competitions are held are really well equipped. They've always had stalls or cubicles, or at least curtains. But if not I would just have to wash off a little in a sink, drown myself in deodorant and wait until we got back to the hotel. I mean, I've only had to worry at like, three, so it's not so bad." Rachel smiled a little sadly at that.

"Sounds like a stressful life. Always having to be one step ahead." Quinn nodded and looked up at the ceiling with her head resting on the cistern, laughing dryly.

"It's nothing I'm not used to. If you're a Fabray, you get used to tense and awkward situations very quickly."

"I couldn't imagine. I mean, my teenage years weren't easy, but they weren't so stressful. I mean, I stressed about music and Juilliard, but that was for a few months. And since I finished there, my life is always so simple. Or…it was, until we…" She bit her lip and looked over at Quinn guiltily, who was already looking at her sadly.

"Sorry" she said as she shuffled. Rachel was mortified thinking that she had upset the girl.

"No, Quinn that's not what I…" She sighed as Quinn gave her a pointed look. "OK, I'm not going to lie to you, because that's not who we are. It is stressful. But I don't regret a thing, apart from maybe that you couldn't have been a year older and a TA instead of a student. But I love you, and you are worth everything. A little stress won't affect me, OK?" Quinn nodded silently. "Hey," Rachel called to her "Come here." Quinn got up and walked over to the bath as Rachel sat forward and reached up a hand to pull Quinn's head down to her level. She pressed her forehead against Quinn's as she knelt on the floor.

"I love you. I don't regret it. I don't resent you for it. I resent everyone else for making up rules that say I can't be with you, OK?" Quinn nodded and Rachel gave her a damp peck on the lips. Smiling, she was glad when she received one in return. "So are you staying here tonight? That bag seems a little big for some bath oil…" She raised an eyebrow with a cheeky grin.

"Um, well I told my parents that Santana was having a sleepover, and I needed to be convincing so I just grabbed my overnight bag. My parents tend to miss the big stuff, but somehow notice tiny details. I was gonna tuck you in and then sneak back…" She was cut off by Rachel putting her palm over Quinn's mouth. Her perfect eyebrows furrowed over her hazel eyes. Rachel smiled wide.

"Stay. I think after earlier we can hold back from anything too…hormonal. So just stay here OK? Good company included free?" She cocked her head with such an adorable expression that Quinn just melted and nodded her head into Rachel's hand, causing her to smile and let go.

They sat how they were, with Quinn next to the bath, holding Rachel's hand, and chatted until the water cooled down. When the brunette pulled the plug and stepped out of the tub, Quinn got a towel from the corner, and Rachel stepped down into her waiting arms. They held the embrace for a minute, but Quinn let go so Rachel didn't get too cold and end up even sicker. As she smiled and pulled away, to brush her teeth, Quinn shyly looked over.

"Um… is it…OK if I use the shower?" Rachel looked opened her mouth a couple of times before spitting out the toothpaste and walking back so she was standing right in front of Quinn.

"Only on one condition. You stop asking me stuff like that. It makes me feel like a stranger. Or your grandma or something. Ask if you can eat the last slice of pizza from the fridge, ask if I want a coffee when you make one for yourself, but stop asking me stuff so…politely. It's weird. It makes me feel even more like your teacher" Quinn laughed and nodded, but Rachel looked reproachful. "Promise?"

"Yes, I promise." Rachel went to go put on pyjamas as Quinn quickly showered. She pulled the door closed to give Quinn some privacy, which the blond was glad about. She had considered how rude it would be to close the door if Rachel didn't, seeing as she hadn't had any issues with Quinn seeing her with nothing on. The problem was Quinn didn't think she was comfortable enough with her own body in the state it was in to let anyone see. After all, no-one had ever seen her, apart from Rach, but even then it wasn't full frontal, it was just…hinted. She dried off and put the towel in the hamper as she did last time, pulling her Pjs out of her bag, which was still in the bathroom on the floor.

Finally dressed, and after brushing her teeth, she picked up the bag and walked out into Rachel's room. She was all curled up in bed on the side nearest to the bathroom, waiting intently for Quinn to come out. The blond hesitated for a moment.

"Um, I guess I'll go to the guest room then. See you in the morning." She turned to walk out of the door but turned back when Rachel indignantly cried out.

"Where's my goodnight kiss? For goodness sake, I'm sick and I don't even get a goodnight kiss? What a gip!" Quinn hurried over smiling, and lent down to kiss Rachel quickly, but as she met Rachel's soft plump lips, she felt deceptively strong arms wrap around her waist, and before she knew it she was lying on the bed on Rachel's other side. The brunette finally pulled away from the kiss only start giving her Eskimo kisses and whispering to her in an almost-growl.

"What's with the weird polite honorable act, Fabray? There's a no sex rule, not a no cuddling and/or spooning rule. We're not animals, and I almost broke your junk earlier, so I think we can resist." All Quinn could do was nod against Rachel's nose and cuddle further into her. "Good, because there's also no bed in there either." They both laughed and Quinn wriggled to get under the covers, wincing a little as she did. "It still hurts?" Rachel asked, noticing the grimace.

"Yeah, a little."

"Wow, no wonder you threw me across the sofa, I must've really got you."

"You have no idea. But I guess…it's the thought that counts?" Rachel laughed softly in her ear at that.

"Well, I was very well intentioned…I didn't…like…dislodge anything when I threw you on the bed, did I?" she mumbled. Quinn shook her head and smiled before rolling over so her back was to Rachel. She seemed surprised. "Wait, so I'm the big spoon?" Quinn nodded over her right shoulder and grabbed Rachel's right arm to hug to her chest. "But you're taller than me!" she went on.

"So? You're older than me."

"You're bossier than me."

"You're butcher than me."

"What? I am sooo not butcher than you!"

"Yes you are. I wear dresses every day. Sometimes you wear pants."

"You wear your Cheerios uniform every day, that doesn't count. When you got here you were wearing Jeans and plaid!"

"Doesn't matter, you're still butcher."

"You have a penis!" Quinn gasped in mock outrage at this and slapped the arm she was clutching to her.

"One I'm very sensitive about if you don't mind! And one that you broke earlier. I don't think I should have anything resting up against it other than this ice pack, even your gorgeous ass." Quinn received her own smack for this.

"God, objectifying much, Quinn?""No, just appreciating. You're the one who said I could come in. And you're avoiding the subject. You know that I have a good point." Rachel grumbled and sighed in her ear before settling down tight against Quinn. She pulled the blond tight to her chest and squeezed.

"That ice pack isn't even cold any more" she murmured as she kissed the girl's ear. Sighing in frustration, the blond exclaimed "Fine, I didn't want to be the big spoon because I didn't want you to wake up with my morning wood poking into your ass, OK?"

"I knew it" Rachel said with a proud grin. Quinn started wriggling in her arms and she frowned. "What are you doing?" she whispered desperately.

"I'm rolling over to be big spoon, seeing as you don't seem to be worried about the morning issues." Rachel's arms tightened around her, essentially stopping her from rolling over.

"No, Quinn, it's OK…I kind of like it. Plus we're comfortable now. Maybe we can alternate?" She grinned sheepishly. Quinn just rolled her eyes and smiled shaking her head and snuggling backwards again.

"Goodnight Quinn" Rachel said as she nuzzled into Quinn's neck and closed her eyes.

"Night Rach" was the sleepy reply.

"Love you."

"Love you."

It was only when Quinn said that that Rachel realized what had just happened. Her eyes snapped open.

"Oh God. That was-"

"Yup."

"And I was-"

"High as a kite over the phone."

"Oh god, I'm so sorry I didn't make it more special!…Did…was it like…?"

"Pounding heart, short breath, tingly spine?"

"Yeah! Well, at least you still got the full effect…Hey Quinn?"

"What?" She replied irritably.

"Can we do it again?" Quinn let out a sigh, before indulging the woman she loved.

"I Love you Rachel."

"I Love you too Quinn."

I know, it was totally not what you thought. And it got all cute and squirmy at the end. Aww.

Anyway, next chap will probably be one more during xmas vacation, and then maybe a time jump with an indication of how much.

Reviews and comments still/always welcome!