AN: As requested smut, two people specifically asked for Charlie to be more submissive in bed, or at least respond well to a more sexually aggressive Norah. When I say I listen, I do listen. Sometimes, I mean as fun as it would be to incorporate some of your plot ideas that you guys throw at me, I can't. At least not for the main plot of the story. But for smaller subplots I'm all for it. A lot of you asked for a jealous Quinn and you will get it just be patient it is coming. Mostly I can't imagine Quinn will handle it well.
Anyway, I do have another story up, Celebrity Status, starring Fabray triplets I don't know what the update schedule for that is. And as for developing a story—I mean I have several ideas, and I can develop a story on the fly really well, just working on kinks as I go. It's when I start to plan them that things get a little out of hand for me. I do know that I don't have to litter the story with several different subplots. After I finish one of these three stories I'm working on, I will probably do—well just a Quinn/Rachel story without G!P maybe. I mean if I think of a good idea a guest asked why I didn't, mostly because I enjoy writing original characters.
Anyway onto chapter 26
Norah Puckerman was not going to be like Rachel, she wasn't going to let Charlie Fabray exert some control over her through sex. It was just sex, even if they were twins and they were hung, she had no intention of begging Charlie. She needed to be in control of the sex between the two of them it was the perfect way to control her heart. Get in, sleep with Charlie and just like everyone else she'd been with be out right after. Whether they had kicked her out, or they had simply left. She wasn't going to stay and cuddle. In and out, that was the plan. Norah Puckerman didn't do cuddles. She couldn't even believe that she hadn't started of the sexual relationship when she had found out, but it was nice not just having booty calls, having someone who wanted to take her places, and it did help foster the relationship along perfectly.
Charlie Fabray liked her, and today she was going to make damn sure that she fell in love with her, by rocking her world to the point that Charlie wouldn't be able to function without her. She'd be like a damn drug to Charlie. She'd put a damn stop to the woman who was tearing down her walls, brick by brick. She could do just sex. The elevator pinged and she stepped onto the floor and marched up to Charlie's room where Brittany and Dave were talking about something.
Brittany smiled at her and waved, "She's been in a good mood all day, and she even let me have the day off with Santana. She made sure that the place was stocked with beer, and everything you two needed to have a fun day together, playing video games."
Norah smirked at Brittany, "I never said we were going to play video games. I did say I was coming over to play with her."
Brittany's smile got wider, she was going to have plenty of time with Santana today, and maybe they'd get tomorrow off as well. She leans in conspiratorially and looks at Dave before whispering to Norah, "Have fun, I'll tell them to give you two some privacy. Just make sure she's totally happy," Brittany said glancing back at the doorway, Charlie would be upset soon, so would Quinn they both needed the shot of happiness.
"Oh I plan to," Norah said, "Do you mind letting me inside? I want to surprise her."
Brittany looked over at the door thinking, really she shouldn't but she couldn't imagine that Charlie would be to upset, not when she was getting sweet lady sex. "Just this once," she said after a moment before sliding the keycard in and opening the door for Norah.
Norah mouths the words thanks to Brittany as she slips inside the suite, finding Charlie arranging the video games on the bed, Norah watches for a moment as Charlie stacks them up, looks at it and then spreads the game out like a deck of cards.
"No that's lame," she mumbles to herself, focused on what she was doing as she stacks them back up. She doesn't notice Norah sneaking up on her till the last moment when she freezes because Charlie Fabray doesn't like people sneaking up on her and her gun is in a drawer, she feels arms slide around her body, pulling her closer and Norah's familiar smell fills her senses and she relaxes. "Brittany let you in?"
"She did," Norah said, "What's all this?" she asked as Charlie turns around to kiss her, it's cute how she's still trying to keep things chaste between them. She's certainly the most well-mannered person she'd ever been with.
"You said you were coming over to play with me," Charlie responds, "So I got ready, I picked out our favorite games—Norah—what are you doing?" she sputters feeling her face go warm as Norah's slides a hand under her shirt, stroking her stomach ever so gently as she shivers. Norah's pushing the pace and her hand moves forward sliding upward trailing the underside of her breasts and she feels her breath catch.
"I said was coming over to play with you no one said anything about videogames Charlie." Charlie blinks for a moment and it dawns on her that Norah was talking about, just as Norah tilts her head up a bit and kisses her firmly, in a domineering kiss that catches Charlie off guard.
She was Charlie Fabray, she'd had sex with two of the most beautiful women on the planet, but she'd never been kissed like this before, she'd never let anyone take control away from her. She was the god damn Reaper. Even when she was with Brittany and Santana, they had never managed to seize control from her. Not like this, not with a simple kiss that left her knees weak and her dick pressing firmly against her jeans, reacting immediately to the understanding that she was going to get sex with this gorgeous woman. She stumbled backwards a bit her hand landing on the case of one the video games that she'd laid out and swiped it away hearing the games fall against the floor. She'd pick that up later. Later—when Norah wasn't roughly palming the bulge in her pants while she kissed that spot on her neck. "Norah—fuck," she groaned letting out a whimper.
Norah smiled inwardly as she gently but firmly shoved Charlie onto the bed and straddled her quickly kissing the woman again, silencing her as she grinded herself against Charlie's bulge, for a moment feeling Charlie buck her hips, she had the arms dealer exactly where she wanted as she leaned in and nipped and tugged at Charlie's ear as the arms dealer tried to at least touch, "You want to fuck me now don't you?" she whispered and she heard Charlie's breath hitch at her words. "You want to take me hard right now don't you? How? By bending me over this bed and just taking me, hard and fast, pounding away? Is that what you'd like to do Charlie" she said dragging out the syllables in her name.
Charlie Fabray's mind went hazy at the images that filled her mind, "Y-yeah—fuck oh god. I-I do. Norah fuck please."
Norah smirks as she drags her tongue slowly around the spot on her neck, causing Charlie Fabray to whimper, flushing as she did so. Her hands trailed from where they had been under Charlie's shirt playing with her breasts, teasing her nipples, before they unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans, "Lift," she ordered, smiling to herself when Charlie did exactly what she said as she pulled off Charlie's jeans and boxers together, leaving the arms dealer with only an unbuttoned shirt on. She glances down at what she's working with and raises a brow, "Impressive," she says it's a decent size plus it has a nice thickness to it. Rachel hadn't been kidding when she said they were hung.
Charlie puffs out her chest proudly at the compliment, "Thanks," she mumbles, she's about to say more when Norah's hands wrap firmly around the base of her dick, causing her to let out another groan. Norah stroked her, moving up and down every time she reached the top her fingers would slowly massage her tip, teasing her and she could feel the precum just dripping from tip and she whimpered again louder. It wasn't anywhere near enough stimulation and Norah had this amused look on her face. "Norah—don't tease me."
Norah smirked, "I thought you said you had manners," her tone was slightly mocking. "Forgetting to say please."
Charlie lets out another groan of pleasure and frustration as Norah keeps teasing her tip, before slowly licking it. "Fuck. Norah please. Please don't tease me." She's rewarded with another small lick of her tip and she grips the bed as her hips buck upwards to get more pleasure. She's rewarded with a gentle swat on her leg.
"Last time I checked, it's not good manners to swear," she said with that same teasing smile.
Charlie flushes and lets out another small whimper, "Norah, please. I'm begging you to stop teasing me. Please." Her voice comes out in pants, and she wonders if she said something wrong because Norah's stopped touching her and she's about to open her eyes when she feels something wet wrapping her around her shaft. "Oh-fuck." Charlie opens her eyes when Norah stops what's she's doing the moment the curse leaves her lips. "I'm sorry, fuck-I mean I'm sorry. Please don't stop." She's begging for it now.
Norah smiles at her, but she's not going to give Charlie what she wants not now, she needs to keep her guessing as she pulls away, standing up and pulling off her clothes, "Condoms?" she asks, she doesn't need it she's been on the pill since Charlie had told her that there was a chance of getting pregnant.
Charlie stares at Norah's naked body, "Drawer. Bed—" She reaches to touch Norah's breasts only to have her hand smacked away gently.
"I didn't say you could touch did I? Manners Charlie remember?" She's rewarded with a quick nod and Charlie drops her hand and bites her lip and she can see how much restraint the girl is showing as she pulls off her own pants leaving her in just a small lace number, and she hears Charlie groan as she goes to grab a condom picking one out and coming back as she slips it onto Charlie's dick, before placing Charlie's hands on her hips and giving her a nod, letting Charlie pull her out of the lace number she's in. Charlie's hands shake but she manages to pull them off and Norah quickly straddles Charlie's hips again holding herself above Charlie's dick as she leans in, and whispers into her ear, "I love to hear you beg for me."
Charlie lets out a low groan and looks at Norah, she's evil incarnate, but she loves it, "Norah, please let me f-put it in." Norah hums for a moment and kisses that spot on her neck as she tilts her head up, "Please Norah—please—" she bucks her hips upward.
Norah drags her tongue up Charlie's neck before nipping Charlie's ear again, "Okay." It's the only instruction that Charlie needs as Norah lowers herself as Charlie moves her hips upward sliding into her. The feeling of Charlie inside her, surprises her at how full she feels. She lets out a low moan into Charlie's ear, and she's pleased when Charlie doesn't begin to move her hips, "Fuck me. Hard and fast, make me cum Charlie." It's another order and Charlie nods as she groans.
Charlie begins to move, thrusting into Norah going deep, finding a rhythm quickly and speeding up, wanting to give Norah pleasure, and she feels Norah tightening against her, as she leans in and wraps one of her lips against Norah's nipple sucking it. She didn't have permission but they were right in her face and Norah didn't tell her to stop instead her hands tangling in her hair pulling her closer into her as she moves her hips, thrusting into her. It's been way to long since she did this, but Brittany and Santana didn't compare to this, they hadn't made her feel like this. She feels herself about to orgasm it's building and she's not sure if she can hold it back but Norah looks just as close, and she listens to her moans carefully.
"Charlie. Hard—" Norah lets out a long low moan as Charlie adjusts herself a bit and she feels her body go rigid as Charlie manages to hit her own sweet spot. Her voice catching and she sees that Charlie smile because she's figured it out as well and she begins to focus her thrusts angling them recreating the sensation again and again. It doesn't take them both long to reach the peak as their bodies tighten around the same time. Leaving them both gasping for air.
Charlie falls back on the bed, running a hand through her sweat soaked hair, "I—wow. That was amazing," she mumbles.
Norah agrees internally and pulls herself off Charlie's dick for a moment only to pause because Rachel probably hadn't been kidding when she said that Quinn had remained hard after she had orgasmed. She glances at Charlie, well if she was going to make Charlie need her badly she was going to need to make sure that she fully satisfied the arms dealer. "Two things," Charlie looked over at her. "You never said thank you, we just talked about manners." Charlie flushes and Norah sees her dick twitch, "And next time, I want to hear you beg me to cum." Charlie's eyes widen and she lets out a low whimper when she feels Norah's hands wrap around the base of her dick again.
"Fuck."
Norah glanced over at Charlie and shook her head, so maybe she had sold Charlie short when it came to how good she was at sex. They'd gone at it for a few more hours before Charlie had all but passed out. It was time for her to go now, she could slip out while Charlie was still in an orgasm induced slumber. She shifted to get off the massive bed gently prying Charlie's arm that was on her waist off, which caused the arms dealer to stir.
"Where you going?" she mumbled but didn't open her eyes.
Norah paused, "I was going to head out—"
"Stay." Charlie says moving her arm and wrapping it around her waist again and pulling her back closer to her.
Norah freezes because this wasn't her plan she was supposed to be in and out, she'd already stayed longer than she had planned. "Charlie I—don't—"
Charlie opened an eye but made no move to let go of her, "Stay." It comes out as an order but she gives Norah a lazy smile. "Please."
Norah rolls her eyes, "Well at least you have manners," she says with a shake of her head. She studies Charlie for a moment the arms dealer still holding onto her. She can't stay it's a terrible idea and she's Norah Puckerman, she doesn't cuddle. She fucks them and leaves, that's always been her thing. Leave or let them leave before they can hurt her. "Charlie, I don't—"
Charlie Fabray isn't having it, and pulls her closer, "Stuck with me remember. So get used to it," she closes her eyes but keeps her arm firmly wrapped around Norah. "I'm big spoon," she adds as an afterthought. For once in her life she wants to be selfish, she knows what her wish from her father will be. Permission, in case he does find out, she wants to protect her.
Norah stares at Charlie for a moment incredulously and Charlie's a lot stronger than she looks and she rolls her eyes and huffs before settling back into bed and letting out some grumpy muttering about how she's still in charge before she finally turns over, Charlie gravitating towards her, until she's pressed against her.
Norah doesn't see the pleased smile on Charlie's face when she finally gives in, and she doesn't want Charlie to see the comfortable smile on hers.
Rachel swallowed as she felt Quinn's arms wrap around her waist, the arms dealer grinding her hips against her, and Rachel can feel the bulge pressed against her. She shivers in her arms for a moment and a part of her wants to give in, it's silly because she can't keep saying no. Not to Quinn anyway, it was an impractical solution to her problem. Norah must have figured out a sure fire method to prevent any further feelings from developing. "Quinn—we can't not in my dressing room. The cast is still around," Rachel whispered quietly.
Quinn groans a bit, she had watched the rehearsal with Sidney Greene watching as performed the song 'You are Woman, I am Man'. With her co-star, she'd forgotten how good an actress Rachel was, the chemistry between them had been palpable and Sidney had been ecstatic, while she had been forced to watch Rachel draped all over Paolo San Pablo. Which was a stupid name, at least she thought so. She'd have to get used to it. Seeing Rachel acting with other men, though it had crossed her mind for a few seconds to have him taken care of. This was when they had kissed. "Okay," she says after a moment, she could wait till they got back to the hotel.
Rachel smiled as Quinn backed off, she had wanted to, pretending that she had been acting in the role of Nick Arnstein—the story was similar. Lucy Quinn Fabray might not have been a con artist, but she was a criminal an arms dealer. Charming and loving, managing to sweep her off her feet, but just like Nick, Quinn would be going to jail. She would just think of herself as a young Fanny Brice— Rachel groaned into the kiss as Quinn lent into kiss her, well there went another plan of hers.
She really needed to figure out how to keep a distance from Quinn without alerting her that something was wrong, but right now she was totally going to enjoy kissing Quinn while she could.
Russell Fabray cut into his steak neatly, it was medium rare and the juices ran onto the plate as he took a bite. Kobe strip steak, "What's this I hear about the twins going after Sugar Motta? Al Motta called me cursing me out, because my devil twins tortured his princess. How she's a mess now. How they broke her. I thought you were watching them."
Sue Sylvester watched him keeping the disgust she felt towards her employer to herself, "What Al fails to mention is that Sugar hired an assassin to come after them. The twins merely killed her bodyguards and she lost five fingernails. It was justified. Charlie didn't kill her. She's learned her lesson."
Russell took another bite of his steak taking a bite as he chewed slowly, "Perhaps but she's still lagging behind Lucy in sales."
"Quinn currently has the more valuable accounts, Africa and the Middle East. Charlie has managed to expand your business into North Korea, something that Quinn was never able to do, you gave her the harder job to prove herself and she has. Quinn's numbers have also risen twenty-five percent. They've never been busier. Plus they managed to acquire a third of Motta Corporation, and at its current going rate that's three billion dollars in their—in your pocket."
Russell studied his head bodyguard for a moment, "You still have a soft spot for them. Choose between them, who gets their one wish granted this year?" His tone was cold and harsh as he studied Sue. "Clearly you think they both deserve it, but who has earned my favor this year? They've been so disappointing the last few years."
Sue exhaled slowly keeping her temper, She-Hulk had been right, they both did deserve a break. "Quinn. She deserves it. She's been doing everything in her power to be allowed to see Beth."
Russell chewed slowly, studying her with those cold dead eyes of his, there was no spark of warmth in them, but he smiled anyway. "Your opinion has been noted. Charlie will get her one wish, you were right she's learned her lesson. Though I need to know. Has she still been sleeping with the help?"
Sue didn't say anything because he was being a hypocrite, "No. She stopped that from what we can tell five years ago."
Russell took a sip of his red wine, swirling the Chateau Lafite's 1869, in his glass slowly. "Good then it will be her wish I grant this year. Is there anything you need to inform me of?"
Sue was quiet for a moment, she could tell him about the two new women in the life of his children, about how happy they seemed how it seemed to have settled them. How they had both bought penthouses in New York to start putting down roots. But Russell Fabray was not a man who would care, or thought about his children's happiness, ever. He'd have them taken care of. "No," she said with finality.
Russell stared at her for a moment, "Fine. Tell my wife, that I expect her in my room this evening. She's been spending enough of my hard earned money without reciprocating. I want her sober this time. So make sure she is."
Sue waited for a moment her stomach churning, she had sold her soul to the devil at first to protect her Jean, and she could have left but the twins were born. She had stayed for them, to protect them to stop them from becoming Russell. She only hoped that Charlie was still in her usual mood of always sharing their father's blessing with Quinn. It had been far too long, since she had seen her last. If she hadn't taken the time to show pictures of Quinn to her nine-year old child she didn't think that Beth would recognize her. "Is that all sir?"
Russell gave an unintelligible grunt ignoring Sue leaving the room.
AN: Here we are, Russell shows his face, and yes he's just doing it to be a dick. You'll find out more, as for the next chapter it will probably be a bit more focused on the twins as they mentally prepare themselves to deal with family and maybe how the cousins are interacting with Jake.