A/N: Sorry for the wait, hope this chapter is worth it. It's quite long, so enjoy! Also, you do remember that this is rated M, right? Just fair warning :)
Disclaimer: I don't own Glee or any music/musicians mentioned
Did You Know...
A few weeks later, Quinn picked Rachel up for school wearing a Cheerios uniform. When Rachel opened her front door, revealing the blonde cheerleader, her eyes immediately turned dark with desire. Quinn smirked.
"I guess you're okay with me wearing this then?"
Rachel's mouth opened but no words came out, so she nodded her head.
"I promised Coach Sylvester that I'd stay on the Cheerios until after National's. It was the deal I made her when I asked to borrow her keys to the school. I promise after National's…" She trailed off when she saw Rachel hungrily lick her lips. Swallowing thickly, Quinn muttered. "Rach?"
The brunette bit her lip and closed her eyes, when she opened them she was looking directly into Quinn's eyes. He voice was low, sultry even. "Did I ever tell you that my first sex dream involved you in that uniform?"
Quinn's eyes went wide at the implication that Rachel had multiple sex dreams about her. Then suddenly her eyes darkened as she stepped closer to her girlfriend. She kissed the girl's jawline and smirked when she heard Rachel's breath become ragged. As she kissed her way up toward Rachel's ear, she tried to calm her own rapidly beating heart. "And what did I do to you in those dreams of yours?"
Quinn's voice came out shaky as Rachel took a deep breath. She stepped away from Quinn and smirked darkly as she raised an eyebrow. "Oh, Quinn…" She stepped back in toward the blonde and kissed her jaw just as the blonde had done to her. As she made her way up to the blonde's ear, she whispered huskily. "It wasn't what you did to me, but all the lovely things I did to you…"
Quinn's breathing stopped completely and she found it hard to concentrate on anything but the girl standing almost on top of her. Their breasts were pressed firmly against each other, and Rachel's hands were on her waist holding her in place. She couldn't tell whose heart it was that she heard beating uncontrollably, but if she had to guess it was both of theirs beating together.
She swallowed slowly before she forced out the words breathlessly. "What kind of things did you do to me?"
Rachel licked the shell of her ear, eliciting a shiver down the blonde's spine. As she spoke, her lips graced Quinn's ear. "I do think it'd be more fun to show you, don't you agree?"
They were interrupted when Michael cleared his throat behind them. "You girls are going to be late for school if you don't stop molesting each other in my front yard."
They pulled apart quickly, but instead of blushing profusely as per usual Quinn scowled at the man for interrupting them. He chuckled as he shook his head. As he walked to his car, he called out behind him. "Great wardrobe choice Quinn, Rachel always did have a thing for you in that uniform."
Rachel's jaw dropped in embarrassment as Quinn took her hand in hers and led her to the car. As they drove to school, Quinn smiled at her girlfriend. "You always had a thing for me in this uniform huh?"
Rachel shrugged. "Not so much you in it as me ripping it off of you and having my way with you."
The dark smirk immediately vanished off of Quinn's face and found its way onto Rachel's.
"You wanted to…?" Quinn choked out but was unable to form the rest of a coherent sentence.
Rachel nodded as she looked out the window. "Every time you argued with me…wearing that…I would picture the argument turning more heated and then I would take you right there…" She let the rest of the words just trail off there.
Quinn was silent the rest of the ride, envisioning the scene that Rachel laid out before her. When they got to school and she parked her car, she turned toward the brunette. "Why didn't you ever do anything about it?"
Rachel turned from the window to face Quinn. "Why didn't I what Quinn? Shove the President of the Celibacy Club, who I believed to not only be straight but who I thought hated me, against the wall and claim her body as my own? Wonder why, Quinn?"
Quinn ducked her head in shame. Then she put her hand on Rachel's cheek and stroked it lightly with her thumb. "Can you imagine how that would have turned out at the time? You shoving me up against a locker and kissing me…I would probably have kissed back until I let my mind get the better of me and all my doubts and self-hate caused me to shove you away and call you horrible names. But I'm yours now, Rachel. So completely yours and I'll tell you what…you can have your way with me any time you wish."
Rachel's jaw dropped. She swallowed thickly. "You mean…it sounds like you're saying…"
Quinn simply nodded.
"I know that we had plans to go out tomorrow for Valentine's Day, but…" Rachel rested her hand on top of Quinn's. "My dads are going to a hotel for the night and we'll have the house to ourselves…"
Quinn claimed her lips before answering. When they finally pulled away, she smiled brightly. "So, should I bring my cheerleading uniform?"
Rachel bit her lip to suppress a moan.
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The next day in school, during every class each of the girls received gifts. First it was a bouquet of flowers, then boxes of chocolates, then actually Valentine's cards…
By the end of fourth period, Rachel surprised Quinn at her locker. She was carrying a single gardenia as she smiled at her blonde.
"Oh, hey!" Quinn greeted with a kiss. Then she noticed the flower in Rachel's hand. "Wow, that's beautiful Rach."
Rachel gently placed the flower in Quinn's hair and kissed her cheek. "It's not as beautiful as you are."
The blonde blushed. "You know, it's my favorite gift so far."
"Favorite?" Rachel asked with confusion. She hadn't given anything else to Quinn.
The blonde nodded, before returning to her locker and grabbing something out of it. "I got something for you as well."
"But Quinn, what you've already given me has been more than enough. Besides, I only want you." Rachel replied with a smile before leaning in for a kiss. Quinn received the kiss gratefully.
As she handed over the gift, Quinn asked. "What do you mean I've already given you enough? I haven't yet, I mean I intend to but…"
Rachel's hands paused mid-movement as she looked up at her girlfriend. "You didn't give me the flowers, chocolates or cheesy Valentine card did you?"
Quinn rolled her eyes and shook her head. "I swear if Finn somehow found a way to send you something, I will kill him…slowly."
Rachel frowned. "It wasn't Finn, because why would he send you stuff too?"
Quinn's eyes narrowed. "Who would benefit from signing your name to stuff? I mean, they signed it with a gold star at the end, Rach." As she shook her head, her eyes landed on Kurt who was watching them a bit too intently. "Unless it's someone who doesn't know how to mind his own business."
Rachel followed Quinn's eyeline and saw Kurt hurriedly turn his attention away from them. She took a long, hard breath as she released it slowly. "Maybe he thought we were having trouble in our relationship and just wanted to help."
Quinn nodded absentmindedly before it dawned on her. "Why would he think we're having trouble? Did you say something to him? Are you still upset with me about New Year's?" She asked anxiously.
"Quinn? Calm down."
"Calm down? Rachel, your best friend seems to think that we need a bit of help in our love life. The only reason he could think that is if you said something to him!" Her voice began rising in volume.
"Are you even listening to yourself? Yesterday we were planning on making love for the first time tonight…does that sound like I'm having doubts about us?"
"I don't know what to think…I just know that…"
Before she could get any more out, she was shoved against the locker and Rachel's lips were securely on her own. The kiss turned heated quickly, as Quinn wrapped a leg around Rachel to keep her in place. As a moan escaped Quinn's lips, Rachel took full advantage of Quinn's parted lips and let her tongue dart into the blonde's mouth. As their tongues engaged in a sensual tango, their hands wandered to places that were entirely inappropriate in a school setting.
The resounding sound of a hand slapping a locker, forced them apart. As they panted loudly, they noticed a smirking Santana standing beside them. "As hot as that show was, I don't think Figgins will tolerate soft core porn in the middle of the hallway."
Quinn rolled her eyes. "Are you expecting a thank you, Santana? Because you'll have to wait a while, you just interrupted the best kiss I ever had…" Her mouth shot shut as she realized what she said.
Rachel smirked proudly. "I must say that it surpassed my most vivid fantasy."
Santana's eyes narrowed. "Do I even want to know?"
Quinn took Rachel's hand in hers and led her away without a word. Puck and Brittany approached the Latina.
"So, Kurt's plan almost backfired." Puck said nonchalantly.
Santana didn't seem to care about the bet at the moment. She rested her head on the lockers. "So, let's say Brittany's right and they're already sleeping together…"
Brittany clapped excitedly at the thought.
"Which one do you think is the top?" Santana asked sardonically.
"I would have automatically said Quinn, but seeing Rachel just take charge…" He let his words drop off as he envisioned Rachel taking charge.
They were silent for a moment before Brittany spoke up. "But how can we bet on that? We can't really prove it."
Santana put her arms around her girlfriend. "Oh, Britts. We don't have to prove anything, but we can imagine it."
Brittany's eyes lit up. "That's hot." She sunk into Santana's embrace, and noticed Puck's eyes glaze over. She whispered to her girlfriend. "Can we role play tonight, San?"
Santana's eyes darkened instantly. "Of course, Baby, whatever you want."
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When the girl's got back to Rachel's house after school, Quinn handed Rachel the unopened present from earlier.
"You forgot this." She smirked as her girlfriend tore into it.
It was a CD. Rachel looked at Quinn questioningly.
"I made it last night. I thought we could listen to it when…you know."
Rachel's eyes lit up. "What's on it?"
"Songs that remind me of us. You singing 'Keep Holding On,' and 'One and Only' and Small Town Son's 'Takin' a Chance.'"
Rachel quickly led the blonde up to her bedroom, and as she opened the door they were embraced with the soft scent of vanilla as candles lit up the room. There were also rose petals on the floor and the bed. Quinn's jaw dropped in awe.
"Kurt sort of owed us one. I set it right with him…told him that we weren't fighting and that we didn't need his help because we were doing absolutely fine on our own. When I told him how fine we were doing, he offered to help me. I had wanted to do this but didn't know how to get it done without your knowledge, so Kurt set it up for me. But using my specifications…"
Rachel was shoved into the room and on the bed before she could say any more. Quinn was peppering her with kisses, teasingly. And when Rachel fell on the bed, Quinn stood above her with a smile. "I love you Rachel, more than I could ever explain but I hope…I hope I can show you…" She put the CD in the player and turned the soft music on.
She desperately wished that this could have been what her first time was like. With Rachel, romance and between two people hopelessly and completely in love. She swallowed slowly at the thought before making her way back to Rachel.
"So in your fantasies…did I take this off or did you?" Quinn asked as she placed her own hand on the zipper to her cheerios skirt.
Rachel's eyes widened as she quickly stood up and rushed to Quinn. "I did…but…do you want foreplay? I was hoping we could take our time…we have all night."
And just like that, Quinn fell in love with Rachel all over again.
They found their way back on Rachel's bed, their lips never parting. As their making out became more heated, Quinn's hands found their way under Rachel's shirt. The brunette quickly helped her discard the shirt and her bra shortly after. Quinn stared at her topless girlfriend in reverence.
As her fingers traced their way up Rachel's abs and to her hardened nipples, she licked her lips in anticipation. She toyed with the buds between her fingertips for a while. Pinching and tugging on them before she attached her mouth to one of them, and began suckling on Rachel's beautifully exposed breast.
The moan that erupted from the brunette, spurned Quinn on more as she grasped the other breast in her hand. When she had enough, she reattached their lips. Rachel pulled away from the kiss, and looked at Quinn. "I think you have far too many clothes on."
They quickly removed Quinn's top and her bra, as Rachel repeated the blonde's actions and focused on the girl's newly exposed breasts.
When they had dedicated a fair about of time on each other's top half, they decided that it was time to go a bit further as Rachel climbed on top of Quinn. Quinn's right thigh was securely between both of Rachel's as the brunette began to ride her girlfriend. Quinn's body began to react to the movement as she felt Rachel's wetness on her thigh.
"You're…wet." She breathed out, unable to control her racing heart.
"For you." Rachel replied as she continued her gyrations.
Suddenly, Rachel's knee thrust into Quinn's core and the blonde couldn't take the teasing anymore. Quinn took the brunette by her hips and turned her over, accidentally banging Rachel's head on the headboard.
"Rachel!" Quinn yelled, hovering over her injured girlfriend. "I'm so sorry."
Rachel was rubbing her sore head. "It's okay Quinn, I'm fine." She let her free hand trail down Quinn's perfect abs; letting her finger toy with the waistline to Quinn's skirt. "I do wonder though, if you're as wet as I am?"
As they discarded Quinn's skirt and then Rachel's, they stared at each other. This was the furthest they had ever gone with each other; the reality of the situation began to set in. Quinn climbed back on top of Rachel. "I think…" They tried to get comfortable, with Quinn trying to keep most of her weight off the girl below her. "If I do this…"
"Ow." Rachel replied when Quinn accidentally caught some of her hair in her hand when she was trying to support herself above the brunette.
Quinn winced. "Sorry." She climbed back off or Rachel, but the brunette wouldn't let her go.
"Quinn, it's okay." Rachel said, reattaching their lips.
When Quinn's tongue did that thing Rachel loved, Rachel reflexively arched her body causing her thigh to shove into Quinn's core. The blonde reacted by thrusting back into the offending thigh until she was riding Rachel. The brunette gripped Quinn's hips and helped with the movements, accidentally digging her nails into her in the process. Quinn was so in the moment that she couldn't feel the pain, instead she just increased her gyrations until she was nearly over the edge.
"Don't you think?" Rachel breathed out, as her fingers gripped her girlfriend's panties. "Do you want these off?"
Quinn's eyes snapped open at Rachel's words. She tried to get her underwear off as quickly as possible, so she could properly enjoy what being with Rachel was doing to her. When she bent down to remove them, Rachel noticed the claw marks that she inflicted. "Oh Quinn, I'm so sorry."
She sat up, causing Quinn to lose her balance and nearly fall of the bed. Rachel caught her and pulled her securely into her, embracing her tightly.
Quinn looked at her with confusion. "What are you sorry for?"
Rachel gently traced the scratches on Quinn's hips. Quinn shivered at the touch, following Rachel's fingers with her eyes. She noticed the marks and smiled. "Rach, honey, it's fine." She said as she shoved Rachel back down on the bed. She brought her hands to Rachel's panties and tugged lightly. "Is it okay?" Rachel nodded so she removed the girl's last garment, and took in the naked sight of her girlfriend lying underneath her. "You're beautiful." She breathed.
Then she lowered herself onto Rachel completely. Both girls' breath hitched when their wet cores connected and their juices mixed. Quinn looked intensely into Rachel's eyes. "I honestly don't know if I'm ready for this."
Rachel nodded as Quinn slowly rolled off of her. Rachel quickly took Quinn in her arms, holding the blonde's back against her front. She placed soft kisses on the exposed back as she whispered. "Not ready for sex…or not ready for sex with a girl?"
There was silence for longer than Rachel could tolerate, but she bit her lip and waited.
"Both…I think." Quinn admitted before quickly turning around and facing Rachel. "It's not what you think. I plan on having sex…with you. But…"
Rachel waited patiently for Quinn to finish but the girl never did. Slowly Rachel unwrapped her arms from Quinn and moved away.
"Rachel?" Quinn asked as her eyes filled with tears.
"I'm just going to take a shower Quinn…a very cold one." Her tone was soft.
As soon as Rachel was out of the room, Quinn let out a loud sob. She tried to compose herself before getting dressed and picking up her phone. She dialed the number frantically.
"Yeah?" Santana's distracted voice came across the receiver.
"I really screwed up." Quinn cried brokenly.
She heard a loud sigh before Santana answered. "What'd you do this time?"
"I froze Santana. We were so close…I wanted it so badly. She had everything set up perfectly, she's so perfect and respectable and gentle and the way I always wanted my first time to be…"
"But?"
"But I've never been with a girl and I…I banged her head on the headboard and I accidentally pulled her hair and…what if I'm not as good as she always imagined. She had dreams about this San. Like real sex dreams and what if I don't live up to expectations? What if…"
"Where is she now?"
"Cold shower."
"Talk to her Q. Tell her what you just told me. Because right now, she probably thinks that you don't want her the way that she obviously always wanted you."
"But?"
"Talk to her." Santana said as she hung up. She turned toward a very naked Brittany. "What?"
"You could lose the bet. If they make up and go through with what they were planning…" Brittany said.
Santana shrugged her shoulders. "They're my two best friends. And more than winning a bet, I want them to be happy. Unfortunately, their happiness is tied to each other." She sighed.
Brittany smiled. "You think they're cute together, admit it."
"What I will admit is that you are very beautiful and I am really turned on right now."
Santana kissed her way down Brittany's stomach before resting her head between the blonde's thighs.
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Quinn was waiting outside the bathroom door for Rachel to come back out. The girl finally exited, wearing nothing but a towel.
"I freaked out. And not because it's sex with a girl, well a little because it's sex with a girl." Quinn blurted out before taking a slow breath. "But not for the reasons you think."
Rachel looked at her with interest. "Okay? Explain it to me then."
"I've never been with a girl before and what if I don't do it right? What if I screw it up?"
Rachel smiled sadly. "I've never been with a girl either."
"But you like research this stuff and…you have this fantasy in your head of how you think I should be and what if I don't measure up?"
Rachel quickly closed the distance between them and held Quinn tightly. "You'll always be better than the fantasy Quinn, because you're real."
Quinn let out a shaky breath as she sobbed loudly. Rachel stroked her hair comfortingly as she whispered. "If you're not ready yet, it's okay. I'll wait for you…for as long as it takes. If you want to wait till we're married, then…" She clamped her mouth shut in embarrassment as she looked away shyly.
Quinn's breathing stopped as she replayed Rachel's words in her head. "You…" She reached out and held the brunette tightly in her arms. "Really?"
Rachel was blushing darkly when she brought her head up to look into Quinn's eyes. "I told you before; I'm in this forever if you'll have me."
The blonde tightened her gripped on Rachel. "What did I do to deserve you?"
"You let me love you."
Quinn pulled apart, and crashed their lips together. When she pulled away, she took the towel with her. Rachel was now standing in front of her, very naked. "Quinn?"
"I may not be ready for sex yet…but what we were doing was fun." She smirked as she licked her lips and led the brunette back to the bedroom.
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The following day, Kurt and Puck were standing at Santana's locker. "I cannot believe I spent so much money on them and they still didn't go through with it." Kurt whined. "On top of what I spent on Blaine for Valentine's Day, I really needed to win the bet just to break even."
Santana laughed out loud. "You're telling me. I bought two new dresses and nothing happened."
"But you get to wear those dresses, or get a refund. They ate my chocolates and kept my flowers."
"And I think they threw away your cheesy cards. Tell me, did that work for Blaine because he really needs to raise the bar a little." Santana replied.
Puck smirked darkly. "They're getting closer though; if the way that they're eye sexing each other today is any indication. So, next week's Regional's is a shoe-in. I can feel it."
"No, Puck I believe that's just the boner you got from imagining them together." Santana teased causing Kurt to flush darkly before walking away muttering something about being 'uncivilized.'
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After successfully securing their spot at National's, the entire New Directions team went out to celebrate. Rachel and Quinn sat cuddled in a booth while the rest of their friends talked excitedly.
"I thought you'd be more excited, Rach." Quinn stated as she kissed the girl's neck.
"I'm just trying to think about out setlist. And then what musical I want to experience with you in New York. I want it to be perfect."
Quinn began kissing Rachel's neck again, before sucking it in an effort to mark her. When she was proud of the claim she staked on her girl, she whispered in her ear. "I can't wait to experience New York with you either Rach, but well, we'll be in a hotel alone and I can think of things I want to do."
"Quinn!" Rachel admonished before she turned around and seized the blonde's lips. "We will not have our first time as a quickie before our friends get back into our shared hotel room."
Quinn blushed at the reprimand. "I guess you're right. Getting interrupted by my sister, my mom, your dads, Shelby and then Santana was certainly enough."
Rachel giggled. "They probably think we're horndogs."
"They probably bet on how often we do it."
"Oooh, and who's louder." Rachel grinned before adding, "Though I think we all agree that you're loudest."
Quinn swatted at her playfully, and then continued their conversation. "Oh, and whether or not we use toys."
"And who's on top."
As Rachel and Quinn were engaged in their own conversation, they didn't realize that Santana and Puck could overhear them.
Puck raised his eyebrows at Santana. "Guess we have a few more bets we can place."
"Things could get interesting…" Santana smirked as she watched her friends.
"I'm totally a top." Quinn announced.
"Are you serious? I was the one who had to make all the moves." Rachel raised an eyebrow. "I started the sexting and I suggested phone sex."
"You want me to be more dominant?" Quinn claimed Rachel's lips in a fierce kiss. "I assure you that won't be a problem."
Rachel swallowed thickly. "Am I the only one turned on right now?"
Quinn shook her head with a smile. "Not in the least."
"Nope." Santana answered.
"I've never been more turned on in my life." Puck admitted.
Rachel and Quinn looked at each other in mortification before they burst out in laughter.
A/N: Next chapter is Prom! And only two chapters left, so any bets on when they'll do it? Or who'll be on top ;)
I hope you like this chapter and thanks so much for staying with me on this journey. You guys have been great as always!