A/N: I am very late to the new Faberry Week 2022, so I'll try to post more for each day. Bear with me and if you like, please comment ;)

Prompt: Day 3 - Moving Out/House Together

Warning: Sexual references, G!P Quinn

Universe: "NYU" College A/U Faberry

You paint dreamscapes on the wall

"How many again?" Mike huffs, carrying the three boxes with some struggle.

"Just a couple of floors more." Quinn is right behind him, breaking a sweat for having to carry everything up the stairs, because the elevator broke just a couple of days before.

"You owe me. You owe me big time." He walks through the open door and leaves the boxes on the floor, by the coffee table that has seen better days.

"Trust me, I know." She follows after him, piling hers on top of what he has carried. "But we finally got everything up the stairs."

"Have fun unpacking. How did you manage to store all of this in our dorm?" He looks around. The apartment is small, but seeing all these boxes makes it even smaller.

"It's not my stuff, but apparently Rachel had stored things away in a private storage, waiting to move off campus."

"This is all her stuff? Good luck, Q." He laughs at her shocked face. "You're sure you want to deal with this?"

"Mike, don't put odd things in my girlfriend's head please." Rachel walks through the door, rolling a couple of suitcases with her.

"Hey." Quinn helps her with the biggest suitcase and Rachel rewards her with a quick peck on the lips. "You got this up here on your own? You could have asked Mike to help."

"A guy living downstairs gave me a hand, don't worry." She pats her chest.

"What guy?" She raises her eyebrow.

"Just a guy. I didn't even catch your name. Brad? Brody?" Rachel spends a couple of seconds contemplating what it was. "He was nice. We should bake him a 'thank you' cake."

"With a post scriptum 'Stay away from my girlfriend', I hope." Quinn rolls eyes at her.

"Don't tell me you're jealous. Oh baby, you've got nothing to worry about." She pats her chest. "I chose you"

"Geez, thanks." Quinn groans when Rachel walks into their new bedroom, rolling the suitcases behind with her.

"Well, that's my cue to go." Mike gets the jacket he had discarded aside.

"You can stay, man. We'll order Chinese takeout and watch the game." She nods to the TV.

"Next time, Q. I have somewhere to be." Mike zips his jacket up.

"Oh, hot date?" She bumps his fist. "Text me the details tomorrow."

"Will do. Bye Rachel!" He calls out as he heads for the door, closing it shut on his way out.

"Bye Mike!" Rachel says back but Mike is already long gone when she does. "How many boxes are you planning to unload?"

"As many as I can before the game." Quinn cuts the tape holding the first box together, revealing all her books.

"I'll start with our clothes. Do you mind if I take the right side of the closet?" Rachel nods.

"Fine by me." Quinn nods quickly and Rachel smirks to herself.

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"Quinn, what do you think you're doing?" She stands there, hands on her hips, blocking the girl's visual of their new TV.

"Eating take-out in front of the game, why?" She leans back against the couch, still in her work clothes, but she has no strength to go on. She needs a break.

"What game? What take-out? We have a lot to unpack." She points around them. "We haven't made our bed yet and the bathroom stuff is somewhere lost in there."

"I need a break, Rach. We have been working non-stop. Let's eat and then we can go on." She holds her hand out for the brunette, who simply grabs a box and carries it, with some struggle towards their bedroom.

"If you're not going to do it, I will." She mutters under her breath. "I won't go to sleep in this mess."

"Rach…" Quinn sighs and follows after the brunette, who is rummaging through the box for the bed set. "Baby, it's not in there."

"How can you be so sure?" She huffs.

"That's the kitchen stuff." She points to the label on the side of the box. "Come eat some ok? I got your favorite."

"I won't watch that stupid game." Rachel pushes past her, but Quinn grabs her by the waist before she can go too far.

"Hey." She pins her against the side of the bedroom door and leans down to kiss her softly. "I don't think we've ever kissed today."

"We were too preoccupied with moving in." Fisting the collar of her NYU shirt, she tugs Quinn down for another kiss.

"It's you and me, can you believe that?" Quinn looks around the small apartment they can call 'home'.

"We've gone so far huh?" Rachel nuzzles her head against the side of her neck. "To think we kind of hated each other at first."

"You frustrated me but I never hated you." She kisses the side of her head. "But God, if I didn't want to get under those short skirts."

"You should have acted on it, Miss Fabray." She leans on her tiptoes to nibble on her earlobe.

"Maybe we should find that bedroom set, you know?" Quinn pins her against the door and crushes their mouths together.

"Oh really now?" She moans when Quinn buries her face against the side of her neck, trailing her lips over her skin.

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"Alright, we can mark the couch off." Quinn kisses up the insides of her thighs and even upwards, kissing her lower belly with feather-like touches.

"I'll do that when I feel my legs again." Rachel keeps her thighs spread and tilts her head backwards, against the other arm of the couch.

"My poor baby. Too tired to go on?" Quinn settles on her side, between Rachel and the back of the couch, and holds her around the waist, nuzzling her temple with her nose.

"You would too if I kept my mouth on you for almost two hours and gave you three orgasms in a row." Rachel tilts her head to look at the mischievous smirk on her girlfriend's face. "You better drop the smartass grin or it'll be you and your hand for the rest of the week."

"Spoilsport." Quinn's hand trails up her side to cup the underside of her breast. Leaning down, she brushes her tongue over the other nipple, making Rachel arch up into her.

"Quinn…" She tugs her by the hair and nudges her with her foot. She trails it up the back of the girl's thigh who just rolls over, between her spread legs.

"You're sure you can go already? I can wait." She nips at her jaw and up to her ear, when her tip parts her folds to find her wet and ready for her.

"Go slow." Rachel nods and digs her nails into her back, when she slips inside. Inch by inch, she takes Quinn in and exhales, when there is nothing left out.

"You're still so tight that I could come without thrusting." She confesses against her ear. She is already so close.

"Then do it. I don't mind…" She relaxes when Quinn's weight drops against hers. It's always comforting to feel every inch of her. It's always so intimate.

"But I do…" Her thrusts are slow and short. She barely pulls out but it's enough to cause them both pleasure.

"Baby…" Rachel is clinging to her with hands and legs. She is wrapped around Quinn, who just fucks her in their new couch, christening it in the best way possible.

"God, yes." Quinn reaches for her hand and pins it against the couch above them. She laces their fingers together and thrusts a little harder, as she loosens around her.

"We should have moved to our bed. Our new and comfy bed." She arches when Quinn's other hand squeezes her breast. She squeezes and she tightens.

"We can always go for another round later." She leans down to kiss her slowly. Their lips meet halfway, lazily and sloppily. They kiss and moan and kiss again, when their pleasure heightens.

"Later? I can't…" She pulls away for a louder moan. She is so close that she can feel herself on fire. She has come so much, in such a little time, that she wonders if she has any orgasm left in her.

"You can. I know you can." Quinn shushes her with a kiss and her mind cannot think of anything else. She can only think about the pleasure coursing through her body. She can only think of the way Quinn feels inside her.

"Quinn…Quinn…" She chants slowly when white explodes behind her lids. She feels her eyes roll in the back of her head and she screams. She screams out in pleasure, when the orgasm takes over her.

"Fuck…Fuck, Rach." Quinn tumbles after her, filling her with her warmth. She keeps on bottoming out inside of her, until they drop exhausted, on the couch.

"We're totally sleeping here…" Rachel kisses the side of Quinn's head, who just nods tiredly. It's a minute long before the blonde is asleep on her shoulder, she manages to throw Quinn's Knicks jersey over their nude bodies, before following after her.

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"Good morning." Quinn wraps herself around her and drops a soft kiss against the side of her neck.

"Good morning." Rachel tilts her head to the side to let Quinn have more room and trail her lips down to the base of her neck, where the shoulder starts.

"You could have kept me company in the shower." Her hand slides up the front of her loose yoga top, caressing her stomach with her palm. "To save water, you know?"

"I'm sure it's because of that." She turns around in her arms and leans up, to drop a soft good morning kiss on her mouth. "We still need to unpack tons of stuff."

"You're no fun." She backs her against the kitchen counter and leans down to kiss her fuller, pressing up into her girlfriend.

"If we unpack now, we can have fun later." She says between the kisses. "We need to christen the place."

"Yes, we do." The blonde tugs at the hem of her shorts, despite Rachel's attempts to keep them on but when they pool at her feet, she cannot really protest that much.

"Quinn…" She huffs when she is placed on the counter and the marble top feels too cold against her skin.

"Rach." Quinn stands in front of her, pupils dark with pleasure and a smirk that gets her too wet to think straight.

"We gotta be quick." She tugs her by the hem of her basketball shorts and pushes them down, letting them pool at the girl's ankles.

"Where's the fire?" Quinn grabs onto her hips and tugs her forward, half off the counter so she can find her usual way inside of her, smoothly.

"The apartment is a mess of boxes and…oh, God." Rachel holds onto her shoulders, rolling her hips back and forth to meet each thrust. "God, Quinn."

"Quinn is more than enough." She smirks and nips her way down her collarbone, as much as the top allows her to.

"Don't be an asshole." Rachel's legs lock behind her back, heels pressing against the top of her backside. She pulls when Quinn pushes and they fall into the familiar pleasurable rhythm.

"You're so tight, damn." She takes her right nipple between her lips and sucks, through the fabric of her top. She sucks again when Rachel's nails scratch along her shoulders to hold onto her.

"Wait." Rachel pulls her off and slips off the counter, causing Quinn to slip out of her as well.

"What's wrong?" She cups her face and looks into her eyes, trying to understand what's happening that could be not settling well with her girlfriend.

"Nothing, I just need more." She pecks her lips reassuringly and turns around, to face the counter bent over.

"Oh." Quinn drapes herself over her and leads herself back inside, going deeper now. She pumps herself steadily in and out, with one hand covering Rachel's on the counter and the other between her thighs, rubbing her at the same time.

"Fuck yes, like that." Rachel drops her free hand over Quinn's and guides her fingers around her nub, adding the speed she needs.

"I am so deep." She nuzzles her face into her shoulder and bites down on the fabric of her top, muffling her groans whenever she hits the brunette's spot. She can feel it by the way Rachel tightens around her.

"I am so close." She whines and uses Quinn's fingers to rub herself harder. She grinds down in her palm, moving her hips back and forth with more urgency.

"Me too." Quinn nods and the fingers of their left hands lace against the counter.

"Let it go. Please." She turns her head at an odd angle, just to capture the blonde's lips in a needy kiss when her core starts spasming around her length. She comes with Quinn's name on their joint lips and sh keeps on rolling back and forth, to ride it.

"Mmm." Quinn fills her up with her warmth. Rachel feels it drip along her inner thighs. "Much better." She kisses the tip of her nose and remains inside for a few more seconds until Rachel is the one pulling back and getting her out of her.

"Now, you'll be more willing to unpack?" She bends to get her shorts and underwear off the floor.

"I think so." Quinn tucks herself back in her shorts.

"You're frustrating." Rachel rolls her eyes at her, walking past the blonde who catches her around the waist and backs her against the opposite counter, hands dropping to her bare backside under the shirt.

"You still love me?" Quinn looks down into her eyes.

"Of course I do." Rachel's arms circle her neck, pulling her down for a kiss. "I love you so much."

"I love you too." She nods against her lips and pulls her closer, squeezing her backside. "You should consider walking around butt naked. I like this look on you."

"Keep dreaming, Fabray." She pecks her pouty lips and slips out of her arms, to get cleaned up and get a pair of new underwear.

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They're taking a short lunch break when there is a knock on the door, interrupting them. Rachel is quick to jump to her feet, wiping her hands and mouth on a napkin before opening the door, without looking through the peephole.

"Rach, baby…you should look before opening." Quinn sighs when the door is pulled open and an attractive guy is on their doormat. "My point exactly."

"Brad!" Rachel greets him enthusiastically.

"Brody, actually." He hands her a couple of letters. "Mister Horowitz, the doorman, was putting these in your mailbox but since I was coming upstairs, I thought to do you a favor."

"That's very generous of you, but please come in." She moves aside to let him in and that's when he notices the blonde by the coffee table.

"Oh hi, you must be Rachel's roommate?" He holds his hand out and Quinn shakes it, hard.

"I am Quinn, her girlfriend." She sends a glare over to Rachel. "You can give me those." She nods to the letters.

"Girlfriend?" He looks at them and when Rachel stands by Quinn's side, lacing their fingers together, he gets it. "You two…"

"We have been dating for a while now." Quinn drops a kiss against the side of her head and Rachel squeezes her hand. "We were roommates at first."

"But then I stole her heart with my famous 'sorry' cookies." She looks at Quinn.

"You are a lovely couple." He rubs the back of his head embarrassed. It's obvious, now, what his intentions really were by dropping on their doorstep.

"We're throwing a house welcome party on Saturday, you should come." She says with a smile, a genuine one.

"Right, it's a small get together but we want to get to know our neighbors." Rachel claps her hands.

"I'll be sure to drop by, thanks." Brody says with a nod and heads for the door, walking out.

"You think he's okay?" Rachel furrows her brows.

"I think he'll get over it." Quinn shrugs and kisses the back of her hand. "Shall we get back to work?"

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"Well, it looks nice." Mike looks around the apartment, now that all the boxes have been unpacked and their stuff is all in place.

"Right? I am proud of it." Quinn nods, nursing her drink. "The couch is quite comfy too."

"You've been sent to the doghouse already?" He chuckles.

"Not exactly." She winks at him and leaves with a pat on his shoulder, to help her girlfriend in the kitchen with the appetizers.

"Quinn, where are the-" Rachel nods to the empty chips bowl.

"Second cupboard, over your head." She sneaks behind her and curls an arm around her, pulling the brunette's head back as she opens the cupboard. "What kind?"

"You can get the BBQ ones if you want." Rachel kisses her forearm and goes back to mixing the hummus in the bowl.

"You're the best." She kisses her temple, before moving to the side to fill the bowls with the chips.

"Do you think the party is dying down? Do we need to do something about it?" She sneaks a glance towards the living room.

"The party's fine, no one expects this to turn into a riot." Quinn nudges her as she walks by. "Your suitor is heartbroken though…"

"Stop it." Rachel smacks her backside and it earns a good laugh from the blonde.

"So, is the hottie from downstairs single?" Tina's voice startles her.

"Geez, you're sneaky like a ninja." Rachel holds a hand over her heart.

"Cause I am Asian? That's a tad bit racist you know?" She frowns.

"No, because I didn't hear you." She throws a grape at her. "I could have easily said you were sneaky like a cat…"

"Are cats sneaky?" She tilts her head in puzzlement.

"God, Tina…I don't know!" She grabs the hummus bowl. "And yes, he is single. He actually made a pass on me."

"And what did Quinn have to say about it?" She dips a chip in the bowl as Rachel walks by. "You gotta give me the recipe for this."

"She doesn't own me, Tina." She rolls eyes at her.

"But she made sure he got the message and you totally loved it." She is the one rolling eyes at the brunette, who blushes. "Spare me the gross details."

"I had no intentions to say anything." She walks back into the living room and sits the bowl in the middle of the buffet on the dining table. "Hummus is back!"

"Hey, Rachel. Nice party, thanks for the invite." Brody walks up to her and Tina smirks over his shoulder.

"Anytime. I'm glad the other tenants have been equally welcome…" She looks around the room at the people chatting amicably among each other. "I'm positively impressed."

"Well, if you ever have anyone giving you trouble, my door is open." He smiles, showing off dimples that would have made any girl swoon. Anyone but her.

"We'll keep that in mind." She looks over at Quinn, who catches her eyes across the room and sends her a smile.

The only smile that makes her swoon.

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"How were classes?" Quinn looks up from her book, as the keys turn into the lock and a familiar brunette girl walks in.

"Long and tiring. Miss July made us skip half of lunchtime to go through a routine over and over again." She drops her keys in the bowl by the door and undoes the scarf from around her neck, hanging it with her light jacket.

"Then, you'll be happy to know I made your favorite." Quinn smiles cheekily at her and when Rachel walks to her, she leans up to receive her welcome kiss.

"You're the best." She pecks her again, brushing her hair back from her forehead.

"It's all done, we just need to reheat it, but you can go take a shower and change into something more comfortable." She says against her lips and that's what Rachel does, disappearing into their bedroom to get clothes to change into.

Twenty minutes later, she has popped a bottle of wine open and is humming to herself, waiting for the timer to go off when she has the feeling of being watched. Turning around, she finds Rachel standing in the doorway and watching her with a loving smile.

"How long have you been standing there in adoration?" Quinn smirks and Rachel rolls her eyes at her, amused by her self-confidence.

"Who says I was staring at you?" Rachel wraps herself around the blonde and nuzzles her face between her shoulders.

"I don't see anything else worthy to be stared at, except for you and me." She slips her fingers through the brunette's, on her stomach.

"Cocky. So cocky." She presses up into her girlfriend, who just keeps on mixing the salad in the bowl. "It's been a month already, any regrets?"

"None. Do you have any?" Quinn never ceases doing what she is up to.

"Just one." She tightens her grip around her waist. "Not having acted on my attraction for you sooner."

"Maybe we could have had more time together or maybe it could have been too soon. I am happy with where we are and how far we've gone." She wipes her hands on a towel and nudges her back just to turn around and curl her arms around her shoulders.

"I always forget how wise you can be." She leans up on her tiptoes to kiss her tenderly.

"What can I say? Call me Poppins." She grins and when Rachel slaps the back of her head, she turns it into a pout.

"You're so frustrating." She tries to leave her arms but Quinn holds onto her, bending to kiss her again. "Kisses won't get you off this."

"What will?" She trails her lips along the side of her neck as her hand slips up the back of her shirt, caressing her skin.

"This is a good way to start making up for your arrogance." She whimpers and tugs her closer by the hair until their mouths crush. She kisses her hungrily, wrapping her arms around her neck and her legs around her waist, when Quinn lifts her off the floor.

"Oh really?" She deposits her on the kitchen counter and stands between her legs, pulling her in by the waist.

"Kind of." Rachel smirks when she pulls back and it is her turn to kiss down Quinn's neck.

"Why…why don't we move this somewhere else?" She squeezes her sides after a hard nip.

"I am pretty comfy up here, you are not?" Rachel's nails scratch along her waist and under the hem of her sweatpants. "Where would you want to move this?"

"Rach…" Quinn almost growls when the back of her hands brush the bulge forming in her pants.

"Let's have dinner and then you can have me however you want." She pecks her with a promising kiss and Quinn just nods in acceptance.

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Dropping to the side, she brings the duvet up to her chest to hide her nude state, despite the darkness surrounding them.

"What are you staring at?" Rachel burrows herself under the covers.

"You're beautiful." Quinn perches herself on her elbow and uses her free hand to cup her face. "I don't know if I tell you enough, but you're the most beautiful person I've ever seen."

"Your ex was prettier, don't deny it." She looks away.

"That's why you keep hiding from me?" She scoots closer and reaches for the duvet, tugging it out of her grip. "You think you cannot compare with her?"

"You can have everyone, Quinn. You are the prettiest girl I've ever met." She crosses her arms over her chest, but Quinn pulls them open. "I am just…"

"You're you and you're even more beautiful than her or anyone else I've crossed paths with." She cups the side of her face. "I've spent days watching you sleep beside me and I always think I am the luckiest to wake up to the sight of you, every morning."

"Smooth talker, you should switch to Journalism or Creative Writing." She laces their fingers together. "I'm the lucky one."

"Let's call it even." Quinn rolls closer. She cradles her head with her forearm and leans in, to kiss her tenderly. "Hey…"

"Hey…" Rachel rolls on her side to get closer and Quinn just welcomes her in her arms, pulling her flushed against her.

"I like this." She nods between their bodies tangled together. "Sex is awesome, don't get me wrong, but being here like this? It's even more intimate."

"True that." She reaches for the blonde's hand on her side and holds it between their chests.

"Tired?" Quinn's lips brush the space between her brows, making Rachel scoot even closer. She was borrowing all the heat she could, from her girlfriend.

"Mmhm." She tucks her head under her chin and rests her head against her shoulder, nuzzling it slowly.

"You have a day off tomorrow, right?" Quinn's fingers caress along her forearm and up, to the base of her neck.

"Yes. You do too?" She yawns against her collarbone.

"I will skip tomorrow's classes. Who wants to hear about Civil Law when I can be with you. Just the two of us." She kisses her forehead again and again, until she realizes Rachel has dozed off. "Good night star."

It doesn't take much for Quinn to follow after her, almost chasing her into dreamland. She cradles the brunette against her and just lets herself go.

It's only her and Rachel. It's the only way it should be to start this new chapter of their life together…

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