Warning: Quinn and Rachel are cousins, not blood related since Rachel has been adopted by Hiram and Leroy. Quinn has a G!P, so if you are not comfortable with either of those two themes, I highly recommend you not to read this.

I don't own any characters that belong to FOX!

Summary: Quinn and Rachel have always been so close, since their fathers were siblings (Russell and Hiram) but the closeness blossomed in something else they both couldn't fight.

A/N: No jerk Russell who is not a Christian freak, both understanding families and Quinn has a G!P!

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CHAPTER 1

(AGE: both 14)

They had always been kind of close, being around the same age and, mostly, having their parents related made their relationship quite entwined; one thing was cuddling while watching a movie on the family couch, holding hands as they walked or being playful with each other, but another thing was being engaged in an intense stare contest with their bodies pressed so intimately in the middle of the blonde's bed. They were just talking about boys and first kisses, since their best friends – Santana and Brittany – couldn't stop talking about how yuck boys were, with their rough lips and bad sweat smell that made their noses cringe in disgust.

"Finn tried to kiss me two days ago." Rachel's head rested comfortably against her slightly older cousin's shoulder, their fingers entwined against the girl's taut stomach as they snuggled under the comforter, relishing in the warmth against the cold weather outside.

"That boy needs to get a grip, I don't care if he is taller than me but I will kick him in the nuts." Quinn scoffed and held tighter on the girl in her arms, the feeling of having her pressed so tightly against her made her own 'friend' stand to full attention under her boxers. She didn't understand why she felt that way around the petite brunette, it all started the summer before their Freshman year at McKinley High. The blonde was born with male genitalia but, luckily for her, her family supported her and never made a nasty comment about it, despite the Christian upbringing her father had been raised into.

"That's so chivalrous of you Quinnie." The diva chuckled and pressed a soft kiss against the angle of her mouth, her own hand sliding slowly against her firm abs that she could feel tense even through the shirt. There was a reason why she had denied Finn that kiss, despite him being a pretty popular kid and other girls would have loved to be in her shoes. Since her cousin had showed interest in the Soccer team, she had started working out a lot more and it was definitely showing; a thinner frame, perfect abs and her improved height along with her more mature and gorgeous face, had really caught Rachel's attention. It was wrong. So wrong in so many ways. They were related. Their fathers were siblings, even if she had been adopted when she was a baby, the Fabrays attitude was cursing through her veins along with her Berry heritage.

"Boys are gross and that Finn guy, he is a paste eater." The blonde shook her head in disgust and looked down at the amused expression on her best friend's face, raising her perfect eyebrow she tilted her head to the side to stare at her without hurting her neck. "What?"

"You are so cute when you are jealous, Quinnie!" Rachel chuckled and leaned up to drop a soft kiss on the girl's nose, but when it was time to pull away she didn't. She stood right there, hovering her cousin's face with her own and staring right into her deep hazel eyes. She didn't want to pull away from those eyes, nor the feeling of having the tips of their noses brushing so slowly that it almost tickled her and those lips…god she couldn't help but shift her gaze to them. So perfect, full and inviting.

"Rachel…" Quinn breathed slowly, her lips disclosed to let that whisper out that felt like a velvet petal brush on the singer's lips; their eyes locked one more time before they closed any distance left between them. They didn't know who made the first move, but did it really matter? Their lips were gently pressed together, not moving nor parting to let their tongues come to play. It was a simple kiss, their first and purest one. Eyelids had fluttered close, not wanting to meet regret or disgust in each other's orbs and, at the same time, trying to go along the romantic cliché to have your eyes closed when you kiss someone. Whether it was the former or the latter, they still kept their eyes shut as they tentatively moved their mouths in synch. It was a slow exploration of a new territory for both, despite the brave façade the blonde always put on; she hadn't had any romantic engagement with anyone else, even if she had been asked to.

Slender fingers reached up to cup the brunette's face, keeping her face close as their heads tilted slightly to the side to kiss at a different angle, enjoying the benefits of parting lips so their breaths could slowly exchange and meet between them.

"Quinn…" The petite girl threw one of her legs over the girl's lap, sliding fully on top of her cousin as their lips found their ways back to each other; the urgency of a deeper contact lead the several kisses they were exchanging, hands tangled into locks tugging each other closer as their bodies pressed under the blanket, not helping with the state of arousal the blonde was in.

"Rach, we should slow down." The blonde pulled back from those luscious lips, her eyes roamed all over the girl on top of her whose eyes had visibly darkened and her breath was heavy; her own breath was erratic and her hardness was almost painful, she needed a cold shower or some sort of relief from the ache. "We…we shouldn't even doing this, it's so wrong on so many levels."

"We are not really blood related, Quinn and I've been craving to kiss you so bad." Rachel rested her hands each side of her head, digging her nails into the pillowcase under the blonde as she felt her panties uncomfortably sticky along with an increased throbbing between her thighs. "You feel so good, how can that be wrong?"

"We are family and this is what they'd call incest, Rach. If someone ever found out, they'd keep us apart." The blonde looked away briefly, her own hands reached for the girl's waist to hold onto as her mind wandered to the worst scenario ever. She couldn't lose her best friend, her confidant and the person she had grown to love the most, even more than her own parents.

"Then, we'll keep it for ourselves Quinn. I don't want to lose you either but I can't deny the way I feel about you either, I can't stand seeing you around those slutty girls from the Cheerios squad nor think about being with anyone else like this. Anyone but you." The smaller girl leaned down to nuzzle the tip of their noses together, sliding herself downwards she pressed her own lower body against the hardness in the girl's boxers that felt even better between her legs, right where she could feel the ache throbbing. "You want this Quinn or you wouldn't be so happy to see me."

"Rach, are you really sure about this? We can go back and forget this happened." The blonde looked up into her chocolate eyes, she couldn't see any regret nor doubts in her eyes and she knew her own feelings were fully on display. No one could read her like Rachel. "So what do we do?"

"For now, less talking and more kissing." Rachel beamed at her, rolling them over she found herself on her back with her cousin hovering above her; she knew it wouldn't have been easy, but Quinn was so worth it. So she just wrapped her arms around the girl's neck, pulling her down in a hard kiss as they slipped underneath the blanket, taking advantage of the intimacy provided along with the locked door and the soundproofed walls. They would definitely need more of that, in a future.

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(AGE: 16)

The blonde player was walking down the hallways, her gym bag draped over her shoulders as she whistled to herself; she was freshly showered after another intense practice, but she was definitely satisfied with her captain role, even if it required her maximum engagement and devotion to her own team. Coach Beiste had kept her vigilant eyes on the girl since she had tried out for the team, she could smell talent within a radius of 10 miles and Quinn Fabray was the trick up to her sleeve to win the seventh Championship. She had trained her and expected the most from the young girl, who didn't let her down and just threw herself head first in the tasks given. She was going to be a successful Captain, for sure.

"Hey Q." Santana walked up to her friend, being the Head Cheerio in McKinley she was pretty much free to do whatever she pleased around, skipping classes or being late included. "Heard practice was pretty intense today, any damage to that hot body of yours?"

"Since when you worry about me getting hurt, San?" Quinn chuckled to herself, shaking her head she grabbed her own books and turned around to meet one of her best friends. Second to Rachel, of course. "Where are your minions? Thought they followed you around like puppies."

"I needed a break from those girls, they are driving me crazy. Wonder what they'd do without me, Coach Sylvester is lucky to have me as their Captain." The Latina rested her hand against the lockers, leaning her weight on it as she brushed her own lips against her friend's ear. "So what do you say about meeting me in the janitor's locker, around lunch time?"

"I am meeting up with Rachel and the other Glee club members, didn't you hear Mr. Schue assignment for this week?" The blonde shuddered a bit, she couldn't deny the Latina was gorgeous indeed and she wasn't the only one thinking of that, her pants had become painfully tight. "Where's Brittany?"

"Way to ruin a mood, Fabray. She is off doing who knows what, I am not her fucking babysitter." Santana growled and crossed her arms over her ample chest, smirking as the hazel eyes landed on her chest. She loved having that effect on her friend, sooner or later she'd finally have her way with the blonde player. No one said no to Santana Lopez.

"You are trying to convince me or yourself? I wonder when you are going to drop this bullshit 'sex is not dating' and finally come out clean, we all can tell there's something going on between you two. Don't you want to be happy?" Quinn pressed a soft kiss against the girl's forehead, by the way her shoulders had dropped and head turned to the side she knew she had made her point clear. "She makes you happy, stop fooling around with Puck and the other guys and ask her out." The blonde rubbed her arms in a comforting way, knowing the brunette was really weighing her words in her own mind. "You won't be alone, I will always be here for you."

"You are getting all mushy on me, Fabray." The Head Cheerio chuckled to hide her own tears, stepping up she buried her head into the crook of her friend's neck holding onto her; it was nice to be held, for once, instead of being used and discarded to the side like a piece of meat. "I'll think about it."

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When Quinn emerged from the en-suite bathroom, she was surprised to find her secret girlfriend / cousin sitting on her bed with crossed arms and a scowl on her face; she was in trouble, only she didn't know why, not yet. The blonde dropped the towel from her hair and crossed the room to stand in front of the brunette, who refused to look up at her. One look at her and she'd definitely lose it.

"Hey baby, wasn't expecting you this early." Quinn leaned down to drop a kiss against the top of her head, nuzzling her hair that smelled of honey and strawberry, her favorite scents in the world. "Is everything alright?"

"What was all that PDA with Santana earlier today? Don't you know she wants to charm you in her bed? I bet she can't wait to score your V card." Rachel stood abruptly up and started pacing around the bedroom, under the amused scrutiny of her girlfriend. "She just wants in your pants, how do you think I feel about that?"

"First of all, Santana is a flirt and two I would never do that to you. We are together, remember? If there's someone I will lose my V card to, that's you Rach." The blonde walked behind her girlfriend, her arms slipping around her waist to pull her back against her own front and nuzzle into her neck. "I love you and only you."

"She is gorgeous and popular and experienced, she is every guy's dream." The brunette turned around in the warm embrace, burying her head into the crook of her girlfriend's neck who smiled and dropped a kiss against her pulsating temple.

"Not mine. I already have a perfect girl right here." The player tilted her chin up to join their lips in a soft kiss, their arms tightening their grip around each other's frames as they kept on exchanging sweet kisses by the blonde's bed. "My folks are out till tomorrow evening, when are you due home?" She trailed her lips down the girl's neck, finding the weak spot below her pulse point that always made the other girl shiver and whimper softly.

"Sunday night, they are away for the weekend and sent me here." Rachel clung to the back of her girlfriend's shirt, her own knees almost giving in as she felt teeth scrape along the column of her throat knowing it was going to be a long and pleasuring night. "Out of these clothes, now."

"I love when you are so bossy." Quinn chuckled backing them toward her own king size bed, her shirt found its way on the floor followed by her boxers that finally let her cock free from any restriction; she was pushed back onto the mattress, her eyes darkening with lust and want as her appendage grew harder, definitely enjoying the sight of Rachel peeling her clothes off till she stood naked in front of her girlfriend. "Gorgeous and sexy, told you so."

"Such a sweet talker, Miss Fabray." The brunette closed the distance between them, raising herself on her knees she circled her girlfriend's head with her arms as she lowered herself against the hardness the blonde was clearly showing, making her feel very proud of her own body. "Mmhh baby, you are so hard." They hadn't indulged in the real act yet, but still they had found other ways to pleasure themselves without having sex in the very traditional way.

"That's because of you baby, I've been wanting to get you alone for the whole week." The blonde trailed her tongue along the girl's collarbone, her own palms slowly descending down her back to cup the girl's firm buttocks and grind her fully on her dick. She loved feeling the girl's wetness coat the length of her cock, feeling the juices lubricate every inch of her appendage till reaching its base and slowly continuing their journeys on her sensitive flesh. "I can't believe I have you all to myself for the next 24 hours." She purred softly, the tip of her tongue was sliding down between her full breasts already imagining the taste of those nipples in her mouth.

"Me too baby, god Quinn." The smaller girl swung her legs behind the girl's back, effectively sitting in the blonde's lap as she locked her ankles on the bed, making the grinding easier and more pleasurable, since she could feel her folds wrap around the thick cock and her clit become painfully hard with each thrust their hips make.

"You are so wet Rach, can't wait to be inside your tight pussy." Quinn shifted her head to the side, her mouth parted to wrap itself around the brunette's right nipple; she loved the girl's breasts, so full and a perfect fit in her own palms, her nipples were slightly darker and rigid whenever her girlfriend's arousal started showing. How much she enjoyed whenever they were alone, because the brunette walked around in such tight clothes that showed those nubs perfectly, making the blonde drool. "You are so perfect and sexy baby. All mine." The soccer player kept her slow ministration on the girl's nipples, shifting from one breast to another not wanting to seem unfair at all; her hands were still firmly cupping the brunette's asscheeks, kneading the soft flesh as they kept grinding slowly against each other.

"All yours baby, I want you too…" Rachel moaned loudly, her hands slipped between their already sweaty body to fondle the blonde's breasts. Slightly smaller than her owns, she was totally enamored with her girlfriend's body, from her strong shoulders to her breasts and downwards to her washboard abs. God how much she loved grinding her own pussy over them, leaving a wet path on her tense skin before using her tongue to lick her own juices off, knowing how much it turned the soccer player on. "I am so close…"

"Me too, fuck me too." The older girl flipped quickly over, pinning their hands above their heads she resumed the grinding of their lower bodies, this time adding speed and force behind each thrust knowing how much they loved the change of pace in their sexual encounters. "God your clit is so hard baby, I can't wait to paint it white with my cum." Quinn almost kneeled between her lover's legs, using her left arm to lean her weight on she moved her right hand between their bodies to rub the girl's clit expertly. "So close, so fucking close." She moaned against her girlfriend's mouth, exchanging passionate and sloppy kisses as they both got closer to their own edge, together.

"God Quinnnnnn!" Rachel arched her back off the bed, her heels firmly pressed onto the mattress as her pussy spasmed under the double touches; she could feel her juices spill freely from her unclenching hole, before more wetness was sliding between her folds and down her slit, pooling onto the blanket. Looking down between them, she watched her girlfriend's cock spurt out its own release, her white seed landing on her bare and puffy folds and lower curls, making her moan and arch more into her touch.

"Fuckkkkk" Quinn kept rubbing the length of her cock along the girl's drenched folds, feeling the brunette's essence coat the whole member as it twitched to release more cum against the hard clit and around the edges of her unclenching hole. "God Rach…" The blonde felt her cock go limp after the last spurt, before falling on her back beside her panting lover who was still whimpering, feeling their juices slide along her folds down between her own asscheeks.

"You never fail to amaze me." The brunette chuckled breathlessly, rolling on her side she could feel the stickiness between her thighs and it already caused another surge of arousal curse through her body, but they definitely needed some breath before going at it again. "You are so fucking great in bed and we haven't had sex yet." Rachel smirked as she slipped on top of her breathless lover, who could only smirk up at her with a sexy grin. "Such a stud…"

"I do my best to keep the girl happy." Quinn wriggled her eyebrows and grabbed her girlfriend around her waist, slowly sliding her up and down her sweaty abs, feeling the wetness already spreading along her tense muscles. "Ready for round 2?" She didn't even wait for an answer, she just grabbed the girl's hips and lifted her over her hungry mouth, latching her lips around the already hard clit and making the brunette moan loudly in appreciation.

Thanks for reading...to be continued in ch 2 (if you want me to go on!)