A/N: My decision is that I will continue everything under this title and just have a really obvious indication that there is a time gap. Also, the next 'part' of the story will start in a few chapters. Just to give you a heads up. I was hoping to start it next chapter but there was just way to much to cover before then.
There is a little bit of a gap in time here. It's about a week later.
Thank you all for your opinions. I really do take them all into consideration. Thank you for your supportive words as well. Hope you enjoy this chapter. I had to break it up in a few places and save some things for the next, hopefully it still flows though.
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Quinn was sprawled across the couch while Kurt was draped over the arms of the chair in the couple's living room. "So," The blonde began, using all of her remaining energy to speak. "Do you still prefer working with Rachel?"
A small chuckle of nervous laughter rippled from the spent man but soon grew into hysterical gasps for air as booming bellows filled the air. "She's a tyrant. How did she possible expect us to not only find, purchase, and perfectly place all of your furniture, but paint the walls the appropriate color, and to also merge your two households worth of boxes, clearing the place of clutter, in a week?"
"She didn't care how, just as long as we did."
Kurt shook his head and forced himself to sit up, wincing at the strain he felt in his muscles. "At least I'm getting paid to do this and my job ends when I walk out the door. You are choosing to live with her every day."
The blonde smiled at the ceiling until she lifted her hand in front of her face and looked at the new engagement ring on her finger. Rachel had surprised her with it by hiding it in her camera bag. Quinn was much more of a traditionalist when it came to these things. She wanted just the round solitaire in a white gold setting to match Rachel's, but Rachel wasn't pleased with the emotional simplicity of it and had it engraved with the date of their photo shoot. She said it was the most import day of their lives, more so than their wedding day or the birth of any future children. Rachel argued that those dates would be invalid if it wasn't for the first. "I'm pretty sure I can handle it."
"You have my best wishes."
Quinn dropped her hand and twirled the ring around her finger as she watched Kurt stand up and grab his coat. "Thank you for everything. I couldn't have managed it without you. Are you sure you can't come to our Christmas function?"
He shook his head and smiled lightly. "I have a flight in the morning to head back to Lima. Dad wants me to spend Christmas this year with him and Carole. I figure I owe it to them after missing the last two."
Th blonde rose from the sofa and hugged her old friend tightly. "Be safe and enjoy yourself."
"Oh, I plan on it." He assure her as he stepped into the elevator. "But I have no intentions of being arrested during the holiday season." She rolled her eyes at the jab and waved as the doors closed.
Looking at the clock, she sighed. Rachel had a final batch of interviews before the holiday break but should be on her way home right now. They were still keeping their engagement a secret until her dads went back to Lima. Worrying about Judy getting caught up in the media frenzy was challenging enough for the couple. They didn't want to risk Elijah and his nack for saying the wrong thing. Quinn shivered at the drama it would bring if the papers found out that he wasn't thrilled with the blonde's proposal.
Quickly, she pushed the thought aside and grabbed her phone to call Rachel but it rang before she could. The blonde smiled and answered it. "I was just about to call you."
"See, we are meant to be."
"Not denying it."
"So, are you ready to go pick up my dads? Their flight should be in in about an hour." Rachel asked with a little stress seeping through in her voice. She had yet to talk to Elijah since they announced their engagement to the men. Kevin had called and talked with them on a regular basis, but Elijah kept quiet.
"I am going to jump in the shower. It will take me about ten minutes and then I will be ready."
"I should be home by then. See you soon."
Quinn set the phone down and turned to head up stairs but she didn't have the energy. Instead she started striping off her shirt as she walked to the front bathroom. A warm shower was exactly what she needed right now. She laughed lightly when she realized she was actually thankful that the men would be staying with them so Rachel wouldn't be expecting to have sex tonight, because she just did not have the energy nor the strength for it. After a few minutes of letting the scalding water work her tight muscles loose, she stepped out of the shower in time to hear the elevator arrive.
"No clothes." She mumbled, dreading Rachel trying to get in a quicky before they left if she walked up stairs naked. But her exhaustion trumped any pouting. The blonde dried her body and started wringing her hair dry as she walked out of the bathroom. "Hey, Baby."
"Now there's a sight I haven't seen in a while."
Quinn froze and dropped her towel to try and cover herself as Rachel, Adrianne, and Kim stood stunned in the living room. "What the hell? What...I...you knew I was in the shower!" She glared at Rachel as she covered her body and re-secured the towel around her.
The diva bit her bottom lip to hold back her laughter and nodded her head. "Yes, but I was expecting you to be up stairs. I ran into these two on my way home. They were bringing over some wine and champagne for our get together."
Quinn smiled nervously in thanks before moving quickly up the stairs, avoiding Adrianne's smirk and the embarrassed assistant who had been polite enough to turn her back to her naked boss. She slapped her girlfriend's arm until she did the same. "What? It's not like I haven't seen her naked before?"
"That's not the point. She's engaged and you're dating me. That's like, doubly cheating."
Rachel laughed and shook her head. She wasn't even upset about Adrianne seeing Quinn naked again, but whatever made Kim happy. "I'm going to put these in the wine rack. Make yourselves comfortable."
"This place is really nice. It came together nicely." The apprentice stated as she sat down on the sofa, leaving her coat on as she didn't expect to be staying long. Rachel and Quinn had to get to the airport and Adrianne was taking Kim out to lunch. "If you need someone to house-sit for you when you go on your honeymoon...let me know." Kim rolled her eyes as she sat down next to her. "What? You can come too. They have a guest bedroom we can use." She wiggled her eyebrows.
"You assume we will be having sex by that time." The younger woman teased in a seriousness that made Adrianne a little worried.
"That's like, months away. Do you...are you thinking that we wont...you know, be at that point of our relationship by then?"
Kim shrugged. "Maybe we will, maybe we wont." The older woman narrowed her eyes playfully, catching on to the fact that Kim wasn't being serious. "Did I have you scared?"
"Not really."
"Really?" Rachel asked as she sat down in one of the chairs across from the couple. "Because you look like a little kid who was just told Santa Claus isn't real."
"Speaking of Santa." Adrianne interrupted, wanting to shift the subject from her own embarrassment. "I thought you were Jewish. I wouldn't have expected this get together to be a tradition of yours."
"She was raised in the Jewish faith. However, one of her dads is Christian, so she grew up celebrating both Hanukkah and Christmas." Kim explained, pulling impressed but slightly creeped out gazes to her. "Sorry."
"It's okay." Rachel assured her with a slow nod of her head. "It's actually kind of nice to have someone else explain it. But yes, my family celebrates both. The Menorah's on the table back there."
Adrianne nodded her head and peered to where the diva was pointing and then looked back to the little Christmas tree to her left. "So, you and Quinn will raise your children...under which religion? I'm just curious because you are very into your religion and I'm sure she still has that cross in her jewelry box."
Rachel shrugged. "We haven't really talked about that yet. I have a feeling their upbringing will be very similar to mine, being with both religions. However, we haven't discussed which they will..."
"Follow versus just be educated on?" The diva nodded her head. It was something that needed to be discussed, but they had time to do that. She still wasn't sure how much Quinn was attached to her Catholic roots anymore. She had the cross necklace, but she didn't wear it.
"Okay. Now that I'm dressed and no longer showing my employees my naked body...how about we go pick up your dads." Quinn urged, wanting to escape her apprentice and assistant's knowing gazes as quickly as possible, even if that meant dealing with Elijah. She could deal with a bothersome in-law, not smirks from her employees.
She was second guessing her decision once the men were in the car. Kevin was his normal energetic self while Elijah kept silent. The blonde was beginning to wonder if he was threatened into not speaking.
"So, let me see it." He demanded holding out his hand for Quinn's. The blond smiled and turned around in the driver's seat to show him her engagement ring. "Classy."
She nodded. "I wanted something simple and traditional. Rachel's the showy one." The diva shrugged. She couldn't argue with that fact.
"When are you planning for the wedding to be? Are you taking your time with it or u-hauling the ceremony as well?"
"U-hauling?" The diva asked in confusion and Elijah huffed a little laugh.
Quinn ignored it and explained it to her fiance. "It's a joke about how lesbian couples are so eager to commit that they need a u-haul by the second date so they can just move in together."
"The urge to merge." Kevin chimed in teasing the pair.
"Did we even make it to a first date?" Rachel asked a little concerned.
The blonde shrugged. "I guess that depends if you consider our breakfast after...well, after as a date. I do, so I guess that means we made it to the second one at least. After that we jumped to the whole 'meet the parents' thing."
"We're not rushed, just efficient." Rachel beamed as she pecked the blonde's lips at a red light.
"You hear that, Sweetheart." Kevin asked, patting Elijah knee. "They're not rushed. Just efficient. That's the difference when you already know each other."
"I heard. Sex the first night. Parents the first week. Moving in and a proposal the first month. Nope. Not rushed at all."
"Maybe we'll work on kids the first year." Quinn added to get a rise out of the man, and it worked. His eyes went wide at her and she smirked at him before turning back around, resting her hand on the brunette's leg as she drove. She had already made it clear with Rachel that she wasn't a little kid who was going to sit silently through 'Daddy's' scoldings. She had Rachel, she didn't need to impress him anymore. That meant if he was going to deny Rachel her happiness, then he was becoming a sort of adversary to the blonde. Quinn would keep it friendly but only if he did.
He kept silent for the rest of the car ride. However, he couldn't hide the shock and amazement on his face when the two men walked out of the elevator into the couple's apartment. The place was beautiful, warm, inviting, and very much a combination of the two women's personalities.
"Honey, I want one." Kevin whined as he tugged Elijah's jacket sleeve and looked around in wonder. The shorter man laughed nervously, wondering exactly just how successful Quinn was in her career because he knew Rachel couldn't afford this place on her own...or her ring. His daughter was successful, but not to a level that could pay for this.
"There isn't much to give you a tour on down here that you can't just see. That's one reason why I like an open floor plan." Rachel explained as she moved the men towards the back of the apartment. "The guest bedroom is here, with an en suite bath. You can set your bags down and then we will show you up stairs."
"What's in there?" Kevin asked as they passed the other room.
"That's my office." Quinn explained briefly. Rachel had wanted to wait to show them that until her dad was in a better mood.
The older pair set their bags down and shuffled out of the guest room, looking over every corner and every detail. "This is my sitting area." Rachel pointed to recessed area by the kitchen. "It has all of my playbills on the bookshelf, my musical collection, all my favorite things." Quinn cleared her throat. "Apart from you of course." Rachel added quickly pecking her fiance's lips before heading up stairs. "The front terrace is my breakfast place and the back is for social evenings."
"Honey, this place is amazing. It is a perfect blend of your personalities." Kevin exclaimed as he sat down on the lounger. "It's modern and classy yet comfortable and secure."
"It is a dream. Oh! And that's where I was sitting when Quinn proposed." The diva beamed. "She had a fire going in here and my sappy music playing on the stereo, and everything."
"This is just wonderful. Absolutely wonderful." Kevin repeated as he looked around at the view, catching his husbands eyes.
Elijah nodded his head. "It is very nice." Rachel smiled at the compliment, knowing there was so much he could have said that would have done nothing but upset her. "It's very nice indeed." He restated, kissing her cheek. "But it's cold too, so how about we go inside."
"Of course." Rachel exclaimed and scurried inside.
Elijah held open the door for his husband and his daughter, but closed it after they entered, leaving him and Quinn outside. "I understand that you don't care for my approach on expressing my hesitance with your engagement."
She shook her head, cutting him off. "I have no issues with you expressing hesitance, but that's not what you are expressing. Your actions and snide remarks and telling Rachel you completely disapprove of not only our engagement, but me and her judgment."
"It's a fine line to walk as a parent." His words were calm and honest. Quinn knew this. She had tried to explain it all to Rachel after he upset her the first time. "And perhaps I have strayed from it a little. I keep reminding myself of my daughter's past and the influence you had on her then. But I keep forgetting that things did change between you two, even all the way back towards the end of high school. You knew enough then to know what you have now."
Quinn nodded. "I do."
"I don't doubt your feelings, and I don't doubt my daughter's. I just have difficulty not preparing myself for Rachel's impulsive decisions to backfire like they normally do."
The blonde nodded her head and looked down at her feet before returning her eyes to his. "But you're forgetting that she's not the only one making these decisions. I know just how impulsive she can be and we work together to figure out what she is actually wanting. Sometimes that happens quickly, sometimes it doesn't."
He nodded his head this time. "I also keep forgetting that you are both twenty-five years old. You are adults and will make your own decisions. You reminded me of that today when you 'back talked' to me in the car." Quinn furrowed her brow. "About having kids within the first year."
"Oh. Yeah. I can't wait to have kids but timing is still up for debate. Everything will be well thought out. I'm definitely not an impulsive person. I like to see things before I try to make them happen."
"See the step before you take it?" He asked in understanding.
"Sometimes I like to see the one after that as well. We balance each other out. This is going to work regardless of how fast it seems. We can live with each other for a year but we probably wont learn anything new. I know her, completely, and she knows me. We are ready for this."
He hesitated and opened the door again. "I hope so, because I'm going to stop protesting it. I've never done well with Rachel being mad at me, but I can't take it when it's Rachel, Kevin, and you."
The blonde smiled and nodded her head. "And a few others, but we can take care of that before it becomes a problem." She added before she scurried into the warmth, leaving the short man a little confused about who else he had upset.
"Who else is pissed at me?"
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"That was a message from Quinn." Kim informed her girlfriend as she checked her phone while the apprentice refilled their wine glasses. "She wanted to make sure that you understood to be nice when you meet Rachel's dads, that things have changed."
Adrianne arched an eyebrow as she sipped her drink before setting it back down on the assistant's coffee table. "I will be nice as long as he is, not because she tells me to be." She assured her as she leaned forward and gently kissed Kim's neck while she was distracted with her phone.
The assistant giggled and set the phone down. "Are you drunk?"
"No." Adrianne replied, shaking her head before trying to push Kim to lay back on the sofa.
"Are you sure?" She asked again, pushing the apprentice away to look her in the eyes. Adrianne mashed her lips between her teeth, tasting her girlfriend's taste lingering on them. She wasn't drunk. Relaxed maybe, but not drunk.
"I'm sure."
"Good." Kim commented before she stood up and pulled Adrianne by the hand to follow. Confusion swept over the older woman's face until she realized Kim was guiding her up the stair to her bedroom area.
The assistant dropped her hand to remove her shoes, discarding them haphazardly while Adrianne ran her hands along Kim's sides. She moved closer, flush up against the younger woman's back and nuzzled into her hair. She had wanted this for so long now. Kim allowed the apprentice's hands to roam over her shoulders and down her arms as she placed slow, light kisses on the back of her neck, setting the pace for this evening. "Are you sure?"
Adrianne's hands ghosted around her torso as the assistant turned in her arms to look at her. There was no doubt in her eyes and Adrianne bent down, capturing her mouth in a passion filled kiss, bringing one hand up to cradle her neck, the other pulling their hips together. Kim gasped and her hips canted forward as her girlfriend trailed her kisses down her jaw to her neck, teasing every inch of skin, not wanting to miss a centimeter of it's soft sweetness.
When her mouth touched the silky fabric of Kim's blouse she pulled away, meeting the younger woman's eyes one last time before turning her attention and her hands to the button of the garment. Slowly she unfastened them one at a time, trailing a lazy index finger over the newly exposed skin as she went. Adrianne clinched her jaw when the last few exposed that toned stomach that she had felt during their first encounter. She struggled to keep herself from dropping to her knees and attacking it with heated kisses. This needed to be slow.
She moved her hands up the other brunette's stomach and chest, pushing the blouse back as she went until she reached her shoulders and the fabric fell. Kim's eyes fell to the ground as well, in shame. Adrianne furrowed her brow as she saw the first one, barely peeking over the assistant's shoulder. Uncertain, the apprentice slowly circled around her girlfriend, making sure to keep contact so she knew she wasn't being abandoned. Adrianne brought one hand to her mouth as her fears were confirmed. What she had seen was part of a faint scar, one of many that marred the length her back.
"Baby..."
Kim didn't respond. She only lift her arms to cover her exposed torso, feeling incredibly vulnerable.
Adrianne dropped her hand from her mouth and moved the dark hair over the assistant's shoulder so she could see it all. She could only shake her head and tear up at the sight. She sniffed back her hateful emotions for the people who did this and steeped closer, placing her hands on her girlfriend's hips and pressing her lips to the scar on her shoulder. "Never again." She whispered as she moved a light kiss to each mark, pushing the bra straps down to reach each and every one, kissing the pain of the past away. Kim dropped her head back against Adrianne's shoulder as the woman moved forward and wrapped her arms around her new lover, kissing a line back up to her ear. "Never again."
After a few silent moments in the secure embrace, Kim turned around to face Adrianne, no longer hiding a look of shame or embarrassment. She was ready now. The apprentice pulled off her top jacket as Kim undid the buttons of her shirt and discarded it on the ground with hers. Adrianne returned her mouth to Kim's as she ran her hands over her bare skin, slowly exploring each touch until the fell to the small of her back and Adrianne found the zipper of her skirt. She lowered it and let it fall as the assistant wrapped her arms around her neck, pulling her deeper into the kiss, exploring her mouth with her tongue as she was guided backwards to her bed.
Adrianne hovered above her as they crashed to the mattress, looking into her eyes while soaking up the sight of the naked woman beneath her with her peripheral vision. She lowered her mouth to the other woman's ear and gently kissed it. "You're beautiful and I can't believe you're mine." Kim smiled as a tear fell and Adrianne kissed it away. She moved her kisses down her jaw and the column of her throat before reaching new territory. She took her time and let her mouth explore the exposed collarbone before inching down slowly, hardly noticing how labored Kim's breathing was becoming already.
By the time Adrianne's soft lips reached her breasts, the younger woman was whimpering in need, lacing her fingers in the apprentice's hair as she arched into the first touch of her tongue to the erect nipple before her mouth closed around it. Her breath was ragged, desperate but Adrianne couldn't bring herself to speed up her process. Kim may have wanted fast, but that wasn't what she needed. She needed someone to take their time. She swirled her tongue again to make her choice be known and Kim whimpered in protest. Adrianne's only solace was to move to the other breast.
Kim writhed under her as she snapped her eyes shut and threw her head back into the pillow, trying to calm her excitement. She wasn't going to last long at all once Adrianne got there, but perhaps that was best. This was a night of intimacy that wasn't going to stop after sex. Adrianne holding her close afterward, cuddling through the night, and being their in the morning was going to be just as important.
Finally the apprentice abandoned her breasts and ran her hands up her legs as she lowered her kisses once more. Kim's stomach muscles fluttered under their light touch and she arched her back for more contact as they reached lower and lower, down into her trimmed curls. Adrianne snaked her hands up the mattress and Kim slid hers down, their fingers locking together as Adrianne made the first connection.
Kim gasped and arched off the bed while the apprentice worked her tongue slowly over the sensitive nub. The assistant's breathing was shaky at best, her body trembling already and she released one of her lovers hands. Adrianne never stopped her tongue's movements as she explored with her fingers, tracing her entrance before giving on final squeeze of their conjoined hands and entering her. Her pulses were slow and tentative, searching for that spot. Kim's body jerked when she found it. As Adrianne worked her tough a little quicker she sped up her fingers, honing in on that spot as her lover cried out between gasps of breath. She was getting close. It only took a few more well placed thrusts and Kim clamped down around her. Adrianne rode it out, watching Kim from her position between her legs, and as soon as she came back down off of her high, Adrianne moved up to hold her as they cried together.
She was so happy that they had never gotten this far before. They wouldn't have been emotionally ready. And to think, she almost ruled out this possibility completely.
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"Couldn't sleep either?" Kevin asked as he slipped out of the guest bedroom and into the kitchen where Quinn was sitting on the counter top with a pint of ice cream in her hand and a spoon still in her mouth
She shook her head. "Not really that I can't sleep, just..." She paused and handed the man a spoon to share her ice cream. "...it's weird, but I still get cravings. Like, pregnancy cravings. Ever since Beth was born I have always had these late night, die hard cravings for Blue Bunny's Bunny Tracks ice cream."
"Really?" He asked as he climbed up on the counter with her and took a bite.
"Yeah. It's not the ice cream I crave, or the chocolate, or the peanut butter, but this very specific combination. And it has to be Blue Bunny."
He smiled, very amused by the blonde's seriousness and absolute conviction. "Does Rachel know you keep ice cream in a freezer with her foods?" He asked, knowing Rachel always freaked out if anything containing animal products was to ever touch her animal friend vegan foods.
Quinn huffed a laugh as she took another bit. "She give me the option of organic dairy, which is great. However, this." She tapped the cardboard carton with her spoon. "Is something she will never take away from me. She's tried." The blonde assured him, laughing at the memory. "But you don't mess with pregnancy cravings, during or after a pregnancy. Bitches be vicious."
Kevin tried to muffle his laughter. He liked Quinn. He knew of all the things she had done, but also understood that that was a lifetime ago. He remembered himself in high school and cringed at his behavior. You can't hold someone to that for the rest of their lives. And from what he had seen of the person Quinn had become, he was thankful for his daughter to have found someone like her. "I like you. I like you a lot. And more importantly, I like you for Rachel."
Quinn blushed slightly and dropped her eyes back to her frozen treat as he continued, obviously having the thoughts on his mind for a while.
"I know that what you two are attempting to do is difficult. You know, working past your past, merging your presents, preparing for the future, all while dealing with one homophobic father, a recently reunited mother, one disapproving father, and one in your face father." He teased and they both laughed. "Not to mention jealous exes. But you're also doing it under the watchful eye of the media and Rachel's fans. They expect a lot, the parents and the public, but you seem to understand that the only thing that matters is her."
She nodded her head. "I don't know how to explain how she makes me feel, like, now. In high school, she amazed me with her talent and drive. The few years after graduation, it was her strength and honesty with herself that inspired me. But now..." She shook her head. It was what words missed and she knew that every time she started to explain it to someone, but she still felt the urge to try. "Now it's just everything. She means everything and I want to show her how much she means to me."
"I'm pretty sure you've done that." He assured her, pointing to her tattoo. "That among many other things that I have been informed of. And that is why I'm not protesting your engagement. I love my daughter and I can clearly see that you love her too. You support her, challenge her, comfort her. You're strong for her. You're tough on her when she needs you to be, but gentle whenever she doesn't. In fact..." He paused, furrowed his brow, and shifted to face her more, making her feel a little nervous under his critical gaze. "Do you have any flaws?"
The blonde laughed. "Just wait until you meet my ex. She'll list them all for you. She probably knows them alphabetically."
"And she's still part of your life? She works for you, right?"
Quinn nodded, realizing they didn't know every detail of the women's lives. "Yes. She is my apprentice."
"And her and Rachel..."
"Have actually become friends." His eyes went wide in disbelief and she matched his expression. "I know. I wasn't expecting it either. I mean, they're not best buddies or anything, but there is a mutual respect and concern for the other."
"That's good. What about you and her?"
She moaned as she licked her spoon clean. "I know what you're getting at, but no. We have ended our romantic interests in each other completely. Adrianne is my best friend. No one, besides Rachel, knows me as well as she does."
Kevin nodded his head slowly. "I'm not meaning to pry-"
"No, no, no. Lives are on the verge of merging here. It's best that you know about everything now. Especially with Adrianne." Quinn explained, holding up her hand that there was more. "She is very protective. Not just of me, but of Rachel and our relationship." He arched an eyebrow and she nodded her head in clarification. "She really is a great woman. You'll love her. It's Elijah I'm worried about."
The tall man sighed as he hopped off the counter. "He probably wont be to thrilled with your ex still being in the picture but-"
"That's not what I meant." Quinn cut him off. "I'm worried for Elijah. In some rather strange ways, he and Adrianne are a lot a like. They are both on guard all the time, protecting all the time. Any slight hint of an insult and they automatically don't like you."
Kevin cringed. "And they will be in the same room at this party?" Quinn nodded her head and returned the tub of ice cream to the freezer. "Okay, so...you watch Adrianne and I'll watch Elijah and hopefully we will all make it through the evening without any blood on our clothes."
"Or at least without heads rolling on the floor." Quinn added as they shook hands, each accepting their duties before Kevin returned to his room and Quinn climbed the stairs.
Rachel was laying in bed, studying the ring on her finger when she saw the blonde come in. "Did you enjoy your ice cream?" Quinn smiled devilishly and nodded her head before crawling up the foot of the mattress over Rachel. She leaned down into a kiss but was stopped. "Did you brush your teeth?"
The blonde sighed in frustration and collapsed on her fiance, burring her face into the crook of her neck. "Baby...the bathroom is all the way over there and you're right here. Can't I just have one kiss?"
Rachel was unphased by the whining. "Are you saying that walking to the bathroom to brush your teeth is too work to do for a kiss from your fiance?"
Quinn lifted her head up with a furrowed brow. "Now that's just playing dirty."
"I'm just saying." The diva stated whimsically.
"Well, I'm just saying that I thought you were going to start to sacrifice your own comforts more for this relationship." Rachel's jaw dropped in shock that the blonde had actually returned her guilt trip and Quinn took advantage, kissing her forcefully, smiling into it as the smaller woman squealed.
"Ew, I can taste it. Those poor cows. Tortured and caged."
"You know you liked it." Quinn teased as she lightly kissed the corner of the brunette's mouth and then down her neck. "You want another one don't you?" She asked as she hovered over the diva on her elbows, looking into her eyes with a smirk. "You want something else too by the looks of it but your dads are right below us."
Rachel diverted her eyes shyly as she ran her fingers up and down the blonde's torso, moving the light material of her shirt so she could do so. "I can be quiet."
"No you can't." Quinn retorted, kissing her tenderly. "If you could, I would. But you can't. There is already enough awkwardness in this house as it is."
"I'll work on it." Rachel promised as she let the blonde move off of her so she could cuddle. "But I really hope that when I'm pregnant, I don't crave dairy or meat."
Quinn scrunched her face. "Me too. You're going to be emotional as it is. We don't need to add a break down from guilt on top of that...Or you waking up in tears from dreams of cows mooing at you."
"I only had that dream one time! And it was your fault for letting me drink your coffee."
"I still say you should have asked before you took it from my hand." Quinn argued back and the diva pouted in silence. "...moooOoooo."
"Quinn!"
The blonde laughed as Rachel turned around to face away from her but Quinn followed, spooning the smaller woman and holding her close so she couldn't wiggle away. "I'm sorry. I love you."
"You better."
