A/N: Yeah so they had a gift from Santana... It's M rated. So if you don't like strap-ons don't read. Bit of fluff too and this is the last chapter.

Mistakes are mine. But Glee, Quinn Fabray and Rachel Berry are not.

Epilogue:

Quinn sat on the floor of her apartment, her legs splayed out in front of her, photographs scattered on the floor. Her portfolio looked good, her tutor was impressed, but she wanted something more, she could never settle for average, Rachel had shown her that much.

Senior year had been a whirlwind and Rachel Berry had been at the centre of it, but it wasn't just Rachel. She'd also rediscovered her passion for photography. The first semester at Tisch had been intense, but she was excelling and she knew it was thanks to the push Rachel gave her. She could never just be Rachel Berry's girlfriend and sit and watch as she conquered Broadway and then some, she had to be her own person too.

It seemed to work for Rachel too, her girlfriend liked the changes, she always looked through Quinn's work and encouraged and supported her, she also put up with Quinn's doubts and the mood-swings that they induced. They were almost comparable to Rachel's diva tantrums, but Quinn never walked out of the apartment. Rachel didn't let her, she would take her hand and place kisses in the places that Quinn couldn't resist. She was madly in love and fell deeper every day. Photography and her course were the anchors she needed to stay in reality. It would have been tempting to just curl up and be Rachel's lover and to take care of her wants and needs when required, but she was glad now that she had her independence and she knew Rachel was too.

Her cell buzzed in her pocket.

"Hey." She answered.

"Thai?"

"Sure."

"Clear those photos away. I don't want a mess on the floor when I get in."

"It's not a mess."

"No, but I want to make a mess of you, so clear them away."

Quinn felt the ache between her legs. Rachel made her hot and she wouldn't ever forget it.

She lazily tidied her work away. An old picture caught her eye and made her smile. It was one of Rachel's favourites and she'd been meaning to get it blown up and framed for her. She placed it on top of her folder and took another look. The moment they won Nationals would always be a special time for them. Rachel's joy at achieving one of her goals had made Quinn feel so proud, she knew then she'd be lost without the girl by her side, always. She wanted to see Rachel achieve all her dreams. They were stuck together and she had never been happier. They fought, they always had, but they knew how to work things through and Rachel kept Quinn's fire burning. It was the best reason for living and she was thankful she had found it.

It had been six months since that photo was taken and three months of living together in New York. Rachel didn't apply to Juilliard, after she'd got the lead in West Side Story, she found a passion for acting that she desperately wanted to pursue. Quinn was thankful that they were together in New York, long distance would have been too painful.

New York was amazing, everything she had ever thought it would be, having Rachel to share it with was even better.

Rachel was always auditioning and she had just secured a bit part in an off Broadway production, it was a start and the experience Rachel craved. Quinn knew it wouldn't be long before she broke into the big time, Rachel had talent, that no one could deny, but she also had drive and passion that made her stand out above her peers, that much was clear at High School.

Her inner musings were interrupted when she heard the key in the door, she placed the last folder on the sideboard as Rachel breezed over and left a kiss on her cheek. Sitting down on the couch, she watched as Rachel busied her way around the apartment, putting away her bags and placing the dinner on the table. Quinn had learnt to leave her to it, Rachel liked it being tidy and Quinn didn't get in her way.

"Baby what's this?" Rachel turned to face Quinn, a box in her hand.

"You remember when my Mom found us that morning?" Quinn wiggled her eyebrows and Rachel laughed lightly at the memory. "Well, she said be more discreet and I panicked, so much so that I hid that little gift so well and well I kind of lost it, until today."

Rachel looked at her confusedly, she remembered the morning but not the gift. Slowly she peeked in the box. Quinn couldn't hide her grin as she watched Rachel's facial expressions change from shock, to understanding, to desire. The last one had Quinn jumping off the couch and grabbing at the brunette. She pulled her close, the box crushed between them as she ran her hands up and down Rachel's sides.

"Are you ready?" she asked hopefully, she had been thinking about the contents of that box all afternoon and now she had a chance to use it.

"So fucking ready." Rachel breathed as she cupped Quinn's ass and pushed her into the bedroom. Dinner could wait, it always did when she wanted Quinn.

Rachel frenziedly started removing Quinn's clothes, but the blonde took her hands and halted her progress.

"We do this my way." Quinn turned them around and lay Rachel on the bed. She could see how keen the brunette was for her and it made her want to give in, but she knew it needed to be slow, she had to be in control.

Rachel crawled backwards on the bed until she reached the headboard. Quinn was soon hovering above her. Her hands pulling Rachel's top over head and exposing the toned abs she adored. She kissed a path to the waistband of Rachel's jeans, a new addition to Rachel's wardrobe, they showed off all her curves and Quinn loved them. She popped the button, slowly pulling them down Rachel's legs, before kissing a light path back to Rachel's panties. She inhaled Rachel's musky scent and ran her tongue along the inside of her thigh, looking up hungrily to see Rachel watching her intently. She hooked a finger in the panties elastic and swiftly pulled them off.

"That's better. Now show me." Rachel followed Quinn's command and spread her legs. Her eyes locked on Quinn's. The blonde held her stare momentarily before focussing on her target. "You are so wet already." Quinn ran a finger through Rachel's folds before lifting it to her lips and licking at the juices.

"Fuck Quinn, Stop teasing." Rachel groaned. She was eagerly awaiting her treat and she knew Quinn would make her wait for as long as she could. She saw the fire in those hazel orbs and tried to grab at her, bringing her into a searing kiss.

Quinn relented, she still loved kissing Rachel. It was one of her favourite things and she could never resist. Her hands ran across Rachel's smooth skin until she reached her heat. She remembered her goal and pulled out of the kiss.

"Our toy." She stood and took a few moments to attach the harness, Rachel watched in anticipation but decided she couldn't resist and came to Quinn's aid. Once it was in place she ran her hand along the shaft and pulled Quinn in closer, attacking her lips with another heated kissed before moving along her neck and down her chest, she sucked and licked at Quinn's breasts, causing Quinn to moan, but then she felt Quinn's hands on her pushing her back lightly. "Are you ready?"

"So ready." Rachel husked, arching her body towards Quinn's in anticipation.

Quinn placed the end of the shiny purple dildo against Rachel's opening. Running it back and forth along her wet folds. Rachel groaned at the sensation and raised her hips, desperate for more.

Quinn slowly pushed the tip inside Rachel. "That feel good?"

"So...good...more." Rachel panted, her hands were pulling at the sheets as Quinn slowly moved deeper inside her, moving in a little, than pulling back out, then in a bit deeper. "Fuck." Rachel cried out as Quinn thrust into her a little harder.

Quinn began moving her hips faster, she could feel the friction against her clit and wasn't sure how long she'd hold out, it was a new sensation, fucking Rachel like this, but she knew she'd want to do it again and again, it felt amazing. Rachel's back arched off the bed and she began to push into Quinn as she thrust harder, she watched as the purple rubber moved in and out of her girlfriend and groaned as she saw it glistening with Rachel's wetness. Her movements became more frantic as she felt and heard her skin slap against Rachel's, a burning ache filled her body, suddenly Rachel's hands left the sheets and were now scratching down her back, Quinn thought she might draw blood, she yelped out in pain, but it was soon forgotten, she could feel her own orgasm building and knew Rachel was getting close.

Rachel threw her head back as Quinn thrust deeper inside her. Each hit making her body pulse and a fire course through her veins, she moved her body in rhythm with Quinn's, riding each thrust. She grabbed at the blonde, cupping her ass and pulling her in deeper. A white heat encased her and she could see stars behind her eyes. "I'm coming, Quinn..." she screamed, Quinn carried on pumping into her and Rachel soon fell over the edge, her body shook and her walls clenched the purple rubber, her eyes rolled into the back of her head as her orgasm consumed her.

Quinn opened her eyes and watched as Rachel came undone. She could feel the vibrations from Rachel's orgasm through the strap on and it only took one more thrust, as her skin smacked against Rachel's she felt her own release. A fire raged through her as she rode out her orgasm. Collapsing against Rachel as she tried to catch her breath, she slowly removed the dildo and lay down beside her girlfriend, placing tender kisses to her soft skin as she came down from her high.

"We are so doing that again." Rachel spoke moments later.

"Definitely." Quinn panted her eyes still closed.

"But next time, I'm going to be fucking you." Rachel said as she climbed on top of Quinn, causing the blonde to open her eyes and see the desire in Rachel's brown orbs.

"Oh god." Quinn groaned, she couldn't think of anything better. Rachel's lips were now attached to hers and she melted into the kiss.

"I want to taste you." Quinn's favourite phrase fell from Rachel's mouth, causing an involuntary shudder to rip through her body.

Rachel quickly removed the harness and tossed it to one side, looking back towards Quinn with a smirk before running her tongue along her opening. "You still taste so good." She hummed and Quinn gripped at her hair, tugging it lightly and making Rachel yelp.

She pushed Quinn's legs further apart with her hands. Holding her still as she teased at her opening. Her tongue flicked against Quinn's clit causing the blonde to buck. She wrapped her mouth around the bundle of nerves and gently sucked, she could feel Quinn wriggling beneath her. "Please baby, I need you inside me." Quinn breathed and Rachel obliged. Pushing her tongue inside Quinn with quick sharp thrusts, the way she knew Quinn loved. Before pushing in as far as she could and lapping at her inner walls. Curling her tip against the spot that sent Quinn wild as her fingers began drawing circles on her clit. Rachel removed her tongue and inserted two fingers, sucking on Quinn's clit as she pumped in and out of her girlfriend. She knew Quinn was close and pushed in a third finger, sending Quinn over the edge with a shudder. "Fuck, Rachel." She screamed and Rachel smiled happily.

"I love you." Rachel whispered into Quinn's ear as she moved up the bed to lay beside her, wrapping her arms around her waist and pulling her close. Quinn sighed contentedly and rested her head against Rachel's chest, slowly falling into a sleepy haze.

An hour later and they returned to their Thai dinner, Rachel was busy serving it out onto plates as Quinn fussed at the table.

"Did you call Santana yet? They want to visit next weekend, but Mom is going to be here and...?" Quinn asked as she sat down to eat.

"Not yet, but now I have something to thank her for, maybe they could still come, but I don't know, Judy probably isn't ready to share an apartment with those two."

"God no. Mom, Santana, Brittany and a purple dildo all in the same room. Oh god I did not just say that." Quinn slumped her head on the table top.

Rachel laughed her boisterous laugh and Quinn couldn't help but join in.

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Six months later and Rachel moved slowly into her favourite armchair. Her coffee was black, strong and hot, everything was perfect and she loved Sunday mornings. Every week she got to spend an hour just watching Quinn as she read. The way Quinn's face moved with the emotions in the book in front of her, left Rachel wanting to know what was happening in the story, but she never asked because she didn't dare interrupt her own pleasure as well as Quinn's.

She loved every minute with Quinn and she knew she never wanted to be apart. They worked so well and it still shocked her that every time she saw Quinn her heart raced. She loved her more now than ever. Tisch was still going well for them both, but Rachel had just got a lead role in an off Broadway production. It was new and exciting and it was her. Quinn had supported her decision to take it and she couldn't have been happier.

It meant changes and it was a little bit scary, but with Quinn by her side she felt ready to take on anything. They had been together for over a year, but it felt like forever and she couldn't imagine a world without Quinn. Getting her big break had given her the confidence to do something she had been wanting to do for a long time.

Her hand twitched in her pocket as she took a deep breath. It was enough to disturb Quinn. The blonde looked up and smiled.

"You okay baby?" she folded the corner of her book and placed it to one side, Rachel knew she would stop if she thought Rachel needed her attention, it was the reason she was always quiet when Quinn read.

Rachel nodded, but Quinn must have seen the fear in her eyes.

"Rach, please. What's up?"

Rachel stood shakily and stepped towards Quinn. "I'm fine."

"You don't look it...Oh." Quinn's hand shot to her heart as Rachel knelt down in front of her.

"Quinn Fabray, It's been over a year since I first chased you through the halls of McKinley..."

"Relentless pursuit." Quinn giggled nervously. Rachel nodded and gave Quinn a look that let her know to be quiet until she had finished.

"...And I would never have stopped, I'm never going to stop. I love you and I would like it very much if you would consider, I mean if you would like to, um, Quinn Fabray, will you marry me?"

Quinn gulped, her heart was pounding in her chest, her mind flashed back to the day Rachel admonished her for smoking under the bleachers, the day Rachel asked her back to glee and said she missed her. It was the moment that Quinn knew she wasn't alone and that someone, the right one, cared for her. She bit her lip but it didn't suppress the smile taking over her face. "For real?" she questioned, wanting to be sure.

"Yes, really for real. Things are going to change, we open in 2 weeks and from tomorrow I will barely see you, late nights. Long days, I just want to do this right before life gets in the way because I want you, always and I need you." Rachel felt her nerves slowly dissipate as she stood up.

"I want you, I need you, I can't imagine a day without you Rach, I love you."

"So will you though? Be my wife?"

"I would absolutely love to be your wife, but..." Quinn shook her head, but the smile didn't leave her face.

"What?" Rachel said shakily.

"Quinn Berry doesn't work for me."

Rachel laughed loudly "Well its a good job I like the idea of being Mrs Rachel Fabray then...When I'm not working of course."

"Of course." Quinn laughed in return and took Rachel's hand. "You make me so happy."

"I love you." Rachel pulled Quinn closer, she could never get close enough. She kissed her fervidly before pulling back and looking at her fiancee. "You see that isn't just any kiss..."

"...No, that is something else." Quinn sighed "and I still never get how you resisted me for so long." she added teasingly, she always liked to remind Rachel that she was the one that figured out her feelings first.

"Not that again! I just asked you to marry me." Rachel pushed Quinn back onto the couch and straddled her hips. "Besides its a miracle I fell for the girl with pink hair." She ran her fingers through Quinn's blonde silky hair and smiled.

"So you did, maybe I could dye it back?"

"I love you, but no." Rachel pushed Quinn back against the couch, as she placed open mouthed kisses along her jaw, before connecting their lips in a kiss that she hoped conveyed all her love, hopes and dreams.

Quinn kissed her back hoping the same thing. Her heart was still pounding hard in her chest, she really couldn't imagine ever being happier than she felt in that moment, being in love with Rachel Berry was definitely her favourite thing.

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The end.

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A/N:

Ok so some smut and some fluff. Happy ever after and all that.

I felt so nervous throughout this entire story. I hope it worked out the way I wanted, but I guess that is for you to judge now. Thank you to those that take time to write a review, your words mean so much to me. Also for the alerts and favourites, it is always good to know that people actually read the stories I write and for those that don't say anything, but maybe enjoyed it, thanks for reading.

I think I will be taking a bit of time out now, I love Faberry, but it can take over. I may post some one shots between now and Christmas, but I don't know if I'll begin a multi-chapter fic before then. But then again I might, I just don't have any inspiration right now. Tomorrow it could change.

I do have an idea for an AU story that I will hopefully work on with an age difference between the pair. So maybe you'll read me again one day.

Again, Thank you.

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