A/N: I am going to give you a fair warning. In a few chapters time, you will all hate me. You may already start to dislike me in this chapter. You may ask why, I will tell you that you will find out in a couple chapters.
Oh, and happy Queen's birthday. Waste of a holiday but a day off is a day off.
Quinn's day.
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Quinn woke up the next day with Rachel still in her arms. It was something she knew she would never get tired of. She thought back to the night before. In hindsight it could have gone worse, most of the time they were just watching the movie. It definitely could have gone better though. She had been hoping to avoid any confrontations with Santana so pinning her to the ground last night had not been part of the plan. It did get her to lay off Rachel for the rest of the night though so Quinn still thought it was a small positive.
When she felt Rachel stir in her arms, Quinn peppered kisses over her face. Rachel smiled before opening her eyes. She looked to where Santana and Brittany were still sleeping on Santana's bed. Brittany was snoring a little and it caused Rachel to laugh. Quinn sealed Rachel's mouth with her hand.
"Shhh. You do not want to wake up Santana. You will pay for it." Quinn whispered. She got to her feet and mouthed 'come on' before grabbing her bag and leaving the room followed closely by Rachel. When they were out in the corridor, Quinn turned to face Rachel. "So, did you sleep well?"
"I guess so. As well as I could have on a mattress in the ground." Rachel shrugged.
"I'm sorry about that." Quinn said.
"Wasn't your fault. I mean, if it had of been me on the spot like that I would have caved into Brittany way quicker than you did." Rachel admitted.
"Let's go to the kitchen and see if we can find something that you can actually eat." Quinn suggested.
"You make that sound like a task."
"Trust me, it will be." They wandered down into the kitchen and Quinn started going through Santana's cupboards.
"Where are Santana's parents?" Rachel asked.
"They are like, really busy like, all the time. They're probably in some other country closing some kind of deal."
"What do they do?"
"Make money." Quinn answered. "No really, that's all I actually know about what they do." She continued when she saw the look on Rachel's face. "Can you help me look?"
"No." Rachel received a perfectly sculpted eyebrow raise for that. "There is no way I will go through Santana's cupboards. She would kill me."
"I won't let her."
"Then she would incapacitate you then kill me." Rachel said with confidence.
"Aha!" Quinn exclaimed with her head in a cupboard. She emerged with a cereal box in her hand. "You can eat this right?
"Yep, thanks Quinn." Quinn also fetched a couple of bowls and put them both on the dining table. She then took a seat and pulled the other out so Rachel would sit next to her.
"Is this stuff any good dry?" Quinn asked tentatively as she poured herself a bowl.
"Guess I'll find out." Rachel said as she poured herself a bowl. She was surprised when she heard the sound of Quinn chewing. "Quinn you really don't have to-" Rachel started.
"Yes I do." Quinn cut her off. She wasn't about to let Rachel be alone in her eating ways. Twenty minutes later, Santana and Brittany stumbled downstairs to find a showered Quinn alone.
"Where's Berry?" Santana asked with a yawn and an eye rub.
"Having a shower." Quinn replied.
"Why?" Brittany asked. Quinn wanted to put 'we want to get out of her ASAP' as nicely as possible.
"We have to go soon."
"So soon? Can't you stay Q?" Brittany pouted. Quinn shook her head.
"Rachel's dads want her home soon." Quinn was pretty surprised to hear the lie come from her mouth.
"Why?" Brittany asked. Quinn wished the other blonde would just drop it.
"They just do. It's the way they are." Quinn shrugged. Santana was eyeing her sceptically but Quinn figured that the lie was pretty sound. The girls passed the next ten minutes of Rachel being in the shower with small talk that really shouldn't have lasted ten minutes if it wasn't for Brittany asking what Quinn meant every few sentences.
When Rachel came downstairs it literally took Quinn's breath away. Her hair was still damp and her shirt was sticking to her body a little hugging her in all the right places. Quinn swore that the girl never looked so fuckable in her life.
"Ready get going Quinn?" She asked. Quinn was already well and truly going and she didn't know how long it would be before she ripped off Rachel's clothing.
"Yep, just let me get my bag." Quinn said as she got up. As Quinn passed Rachel on the stairs, it was all she could do not to let her eyes roam Rachel's body. Rachel seemed to notice this as she giggled. She picked her bag up before going back downstairs to find Rachel at the front door.
"Okay well, see you guys at school I guess." Rachel said brightly as she stepped outside.
"Bye guys."
"See ya." Quinn and Santana said in the same monotonous voice. Quinn and Rachel got into the car and Quinn began to drive. It took a few minutes before Rachel noticed something.
"Quinn, this isn't the way to my house." Rachel said.
"I know that."
"Then where are you taking me?" Rachel asked confusedly.
"The park."
"Why?"
"Rachel, you can't look like that and not honestly expect some kind of repercussions." Quinn answered.
"Look like what?" Rachel asked looking down at herself.
"So... fuckable." Quinn tried hard to find a better word, but really, there was none.
"What does that mean?"
"It means that if I look at you and it makes me wet in less than a second, then you really shouldn't be going out in public like it." Quinn explained.
"So you were trying hard not to check me out at Santana's." Rachel said thoughtfully. "How wet are you?" Rachel asked with a smirk. Quinn shot her a death glare. A few minutes later, they had arrived at the park. "So where are we going to-" She was cut off by Quinn's lips before she could finish her question; she sure got her answer though.
Rachel's hair was sticking to everything as the girls tongues battled for dominance. A battle that, for the first time, actually had a winner. It was clearly Quinn. There really wasn't much Rachel could do but feel everything that Quinn was making her experience. Quinn made to remove Rachel's shirt but was stopped by the girl in question.
"Leave it on. I'm not showing my chest to anyone walking around in a park." Rachel said breathlessly. Quinn shrugged and moved her mouth to Rachel's neck as she snaked her hands under Rachel's shirt and bra. If Rachel didn't want to take off her shirt, Quinn wasn't going to force her. It didn't really matter that the park as a ghost town. She began to palm Rachel's breast roughly. Pulling, touching, squeezing, she was doing it all.
"Fuck. Quinn, your hands are so cold." Rachel breathed out. Quinn decided that she needed better access to Rachel's body, so she got out of her seat and straddled her. After a particularly loud moan from Rachel, Quinn had more or less reached her limit. She began to ground herself down into Rachel eliciting moans from both of them. The next thing Quinn knew, she felt Rachel's cold hands on her own breasts.
"Shit. Your hands are cold too." Quinn began to roll and pinch Rachel's rock hard nipples between her fingers. The brunette had started bucking her hips. That coupled with Quinn's rocking was hurtling them both to their orgasms. With this in mind, Quinn removed her hand from Rachel's breast and slid it into her panties.
"Shit Quinn." Rachel chocked out. Quinn began drawing slow circles around Rachel's entrance.
"Wow Rachel, you're wetter than I am." Quinn said.
"Not a chance." Rachel breathed out before slipping her own fingers into Quinn's panties. "You are way wetter." Rachel decided. She started to slowly rub Quinn's clit. Not one to be outdone, Quinn slipped a finger into Rachel. Both girls were moaning loudly.
"More." They said in unison. Both responded immediately. Rachel sped up the pace and pressure of her clit rubbing while Quinn slipped in another finger and set a furious pace. She was determined to make Rachel come first.
"Are you going to come for me Rachel?" Quinn asked. Rachel shook her head adamantly. She seemed as determined to make Quinn come first. "It's just going to come down to skill then." Quinn said more to herself than Rachel. She slipped in yet another finger and, even though she was at an odd angle, started to slam her palm into Rachel's clit.
"Quinn stop." Rachel pleaded.
"Why?"
"You're going to make me come." Rachel admitted breathlessly. If possible, Quinn sped up. She moved her mouth to Rachel's ear and licked the shell causing Rachel to shiver.
"Come for me Rachel." She whispered. "Now." Rachel did, and hard. The sounds she was making also caused Quinn to come. She tried everything to stop herself, but hearing and watching Rachel come was just too much. She collapsed onto Rachel to let herself recover. She removed her fingers from Rachel when she had recovered enough and stuck them in her mouth as she returned to the driver's seat.
"Was that fun for you Rachel?" Quinn asked. Rachel nodded, but something seemed off. She drove back to Rachel's in silence apart from the radio. When she parked out the front of Rachel's house twenty minutes later, she decided she needed to ask.
"Rachel, is there something wrong?" Rachel was silent for a second and looking down at her feet. "Rachel, what's wrong?" she asked more surely.
"I... We need to stop." Rachel whispered. Quinn wasn't sure she had heard right.
"What was that Rachel? I thought you said-"
"I did." Rachel replied. "We need to stop."
"We need to stop what?"
"This." Rachel gestured between them.
"You mean having sex at the park, or just cars in general?" Quinn asked off-handedly.
"All together." Rachel replied.
"Fine, no sex in cars." Quinn agreed.
"No, I mean all together. No more sex." Rachel said. Quinn was sure she had heard wrong that time.
"What? What do you mean?"
"I mean, we need to stop this. We've already been caught once and it... it just isn't me." Rachel said. Quinn was shocked.
"No. No. Look, we can just be more careful and... and pick better places." Quinn said.
"No Quinn, we need to stop."
"Why?" Quinn asked hysterically. She was really panicking now.
"This is insane. We shouldn't be doing it in the first place."
"What's insane?" Quinn asked.
"This. Us. What we are doing. Everything! Tell me one thing about this that isn't completely insane!" Rachel demanded. There was one thing that rang loud and clear through Quinn's head.
"The way I feel about you. That isn't insane at all." Quinn said. Now it was Rachel's turn to be surprised. She sat stock still and silent for a second.
"What do you mean Quinn? What are you saying?" She asked. The shock evident in her voice.
"I'm saying that I love you Rachel. I don't care about the sex or anything else. I just want you to be mine and for me to be yours. I don't like being apart from you or when someone is mean to you or calls you names. I don't like it when people mock your dream or say it won't happen." Quinn very nearly shouted.
If Quinn was holding a list of the worst things that could have happened at that point, Rachel did one of the worst. She got out of the car and walked away without a word.