Summary: "Quinn…" Rachel gulped down at the predatory look on her face. She felt it. She felt the heat pool below her waist, in a way that Finn never made her feel like.
"I want you like no one before but I want more than just that." Quinn leaned down to nuzzle her face against her neck. "I want the whole deal and I know you want to wait until you're 25, so I can wait." She whispered against her ear. "I can wait for you, Rachel."
A/N: Joining the "Faberry Month" challenge, this is my take for the Prompt #25 "First Christmas"
Warnings: sexual content, G!P Quinn
We found love in a hopeless place
"What has you so worried?" Mike leaned against the blonde's desk, playing with the baseball they had gotten at the last Yankees game.
"I'm terrible when it comes to meeting parents, Mike." Quinn paced back and forth in front of him. "Let's park my own folks for a bit, but with my past girlfriends it always ended up in a fucking mess."
"That's because some of them saw your bare ass before even seeing your face." He threw the ball at the blonde who caught it easily. "That's why they invented locks, you know?"
"I know, but I got caught in the moment." Quinn threw the ball back at him. "What about Serena? Dinner was a total disaster."
"It's not really your fault if she forgot to mention they were bigot freaks who hid behind their multi-millionaire house and cars." He set the ball down. "You made it out of there out of pure luck."
"And I hadn't even gotten any." She chuckled. "I really don't want to mess this up, Mike."
"You really like this girl, don't you?" Mike nodded.
"I do." Quinn rubbed the back of her head. "And I don't want to disappoint her by saying the wrong things or making some mistake or-"
"Hey, just tell her ok? Rachel sounds like a great girl, just tell her what's happening and she will help you." He squeezed her shoulder when said brunette walked inside their shared dorm room and lit up at the sight of the blonde.
"Hey, Mike." Rachel dropped her bag by the bed and walked up to them, greeting him with a hug before leaning up on her toes to greet her girlfriend with a kiss. "Hey you."
"Hey." Quinn grinned against her lips. Her arms slipped around her back to hold her upright, while their lips searched one another for more.
"That's my cue." Mike waved at Quinn over Rachel's shoulder and slipped out of the dorm, leaving the two girls to their embrace.
"Thought you were on the court, for the game." Rachel lowered herself back on her feet, but stepped up into the taller blonde who caressed the small of her back.
"They canceled it. Some people are going home already." Quinn's fingers danced along the small of her back. "I have two more days off."
"I'm afraid the tickets are not modifiable, so we'll have to stay here until the 23rd." Rachel played with the strings of her hoodie.
"Speaking of Lima, are you sure about this?" Quinn grabbed her wrists gently and kissed her palms. "I would understand if you decided to go alone. Maybe it's too soon."
"I know we haven't been dating for long, Quinn, but I can't go home thinking you're on your own here." Rachel leaned in to nuzzle her nose along her tense jawline. "We don't have to tell my parents we're dating, we can be just friends."
"Oh." Quinn nodded tersely.
"Quinn…" She bumped her forehead against her chin and gently pushed her to sit on the edge of her bed, straddling her lap. "Quinn, look at me." She tilted her head up.
"You shouldn't rush coming out to your parents." Quinn looked anywhere but at Rachel. "It changes everything."
"Quinn, my Daddies already know I am openly bisexual and I have had girlfriends before you." Rachel lifted her chin. "I don't want to tell them we're dating until you're ready for them to know." She leaned down to kiss her gently. "I don't want to put any pressure on you."
"What did I do to deserve you?" Quinn held her around her back and rolled them over until she held herself up on her arms over Rachel. "I don't have a good track record with parents."
"I don't care." Rachel leaned up to frame her face with her hands. "If you're ready, I'll introduce you as my girlfriend. Okay?"
"Okay." Quinn nodded and leaned down to cover her mouth with hers.
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"You're sure?" Rachel held onto her hand on the front porch waiting for her Daddies to open the door.
"I am. Are you?" Quinn nodded and leaned down to steal a quick kiss from her freshly chapped lips.
"I am." Rachel grinned and tugged her close by the hem of her sweatshirt.
"My baby!" Quinn had to pull back when the door burst open and Rachel's Daddy - Hiram - came out to sweep Rachel off her feet and twirl her around for the joy.
"Daddy! Let me down!" Rachel patted him on the shoulders and when he released her, she looked over at the blonde with a blush on her cheeks.
"Miss Fabray, right?" Hiram fixed his glasses on his nose.
"Yes, Sir. Thank you for having me." Quinn extended her hand out, but he just pulled her in for a quick hug that made Rachel giggle.
"Come inside, it is getting even colder now." Hiram ushered the two girls inside and didn't fail to notice how the blonde carried both their bags or helped Rachel with her coat, before attending to herself. "Girls, is there something you need to tell me?"
"Daddy…" Rachel leaned back to take Quinn by the hand. "Quinn and I…" She looked over at the blonde. "We're involved in a romantic relationship."
"Is that so?" Hiram looked at the two of them.
"I would perfectly understand if my presence here is no longer welcome, Sir." Quinn took a step forward. "I don't mean to disrespect you or your husband in any way, so I can either fly back to New York or find a different arrangement for the night."
"Quinn, no." Rachel tugged her by the hand.
"Rachel, this is their choice and I will respect whatever outcome they will want." Quinn brought her knuckles to her mouth.
"That's very honorable of you, Quinn." Hiram held his hand over his heart. "But it won't be necessary as long as you'll sleep in separate rooms."
"Of course, Sir." Quinn nodded. "I could really settle on the couch. I don't want to impose."
"Nonsense, we have two guest rooms and they are comfortable enough to allow you a good night of sleep." Hiram smiled. "Rachel will show you."
"Thank you, Sir." Quinn nodded and dropped their hands to grab their suitcases by the handles, following Rachel up the stairs to the first floor. When the brunette took a left, she followed her in the first door on her right, across a room with a big yellow star attached to it. It was obvious whom that room belonged to.
"There you go." Rachel flipped the curtains open and tied them to the sides, allowing the sun in. "The bathroom is the room on the left and it is pretty much yours, my room and my Daddies' have en-suite bathrooms."
"Thank you." Quinn looked around the room and then, out of the window. The snow had covered the backyard in a white blanket that felt poetic. She loved it.
"My room is just across from here and it is soundproofed." Rachel's arms sneaked around her waist and her lips trailed along the side of her neck.
"Rachel, I can't sneak in." Quinn tilted her head to the side, hands slowly trailing along her sides to pull her closer.
"Why not?" She nipped at her pulse and sneaked her hands up her sweatshirt, clenching the undershirt she wore under.
"'Cause I don't want to disrespect your Dads. We can make up once we go back to our dorm." Quinn leaned down to kiss her softly. "Okay?"
"But, I want to kiss you." Rachel nibbled on her bottom lip and lifted herself on her tiptoes to do it fullier. "I want to wake up with you."
"I'll be here when you wake up." Quinn's hands sneaked down her back to grab her by the backside. "I'll kiss you properly when your Dads aren't watching."
"What if I want more than that?" She traced the shape of her bra.
"Rachel…" Quinn pulled back to look down into her eyes. "We haven't been dating for that long to be there already."
"You didn't seem to mind the time when you slept with those girls." She pulled her hands out and crossed them over her chest. "You took them back to our dorm room without even a first date."
"You can't really compare yourself to them." Quinn furrowed her brows.
"Why not? Are they prettier than me? That's why you can wait?" Rachel huffed and looked away.
"Of course not." Quinn tried to pry her arms open but the brunette didn't give in. "I didn't care about them like I do with you."
"Then why don't you want me?" She turned around to storm out but the blonde caught her by the waist and had her pinned against the wall beside the window.
"I have wanted you since the first day I met you." Quinn looked down into her eyes and pressed their hands above their heads. "You got me crazy with those sinful short skirts and those sweaters that would look bad on everyone else, but not on you. You make me want to rip them off with my teeth and have my wicked way with you, until you can't speak or sing for days."
"Quinn…" Rachel gulped down at the predatory look on her face. She felt it. She felt the heat pool below her waist, in a way that Finn never made her feel like.
"I want you like no one before, but I want more than just that." Quinn leaned down to nuzzle her face against her neck. "I want the whole deal and I know you want to wait until you're 25, so I can wait." She whispered against her ear. "I can wait for you, Rachel."
"God…" Rachel pulled her impossibly closer and hooked a leg behind her waist, feeling the length of their bodies pressing together through clothes.
"Do you believe me?" Quinn made sure to press the evidence of her own arousal against the apex of Rachel's thighs. "Do you feel it?"
"Yes." Rachel nodded eagerly and leaned up to capture her lips for a hard kiss, while her leg raised even higher to hold onto Quinn.
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"Fabray, that name is familiar." Leroy Berry took a seat on the couch across from where she and Rachel sat, after a quick Christmas Eve lunch.
"Don't you remember when we visited the campus, honey? There is a wing in the library with that name." Hiram handed him his glass of bourbon and he sipped on his Martini.
"Right, so I gather you are related?" Leroy raised an eyebrow in puzzlement.
"We are, sir." Quinn rubbed her sweaty hands on her jeans. "My grandfather funded the renovation and we have a wing in remembrance. It is also our Alma Mater."
"Everyone on Quinn's dad's side of the family attended NYU. It's a tradition." Rachel sneaked her arm through the blonde's and kissed her shoulder.
"He must be proud of you following after him, then." Leroy nodded softly. "I am surprised you chose not to spend your holidays with your family though. Are they okay with that?"
"Dad…" Rachel squeezed her hand around Quinn's forearm.
"It's fine." Quinn reassured her with a smile. "My Dad is actually on his honeymoon with his third wife, and my mother is currently in a rehab centre in Connecticut. I was supposed to stay back at my dorm in New York, but Rachel asked me to spend these holidays with her and her family and I accepted her invitation." She looked at Leroy. "I can always find a different arrangement, sir, if you think this is not appropriate."
"Well…" Leroy started but both Hiram and Rachel froze him with their best stern glare. "It won't be necessary, Miss Fabray."
"Thank you, sir." Quinn relaxed back on the couch and released a soft sigh.
"What are your plans for the rest of the day, girls?" Hiram stepped in to lighten the mood.
"I was thinking we could go to the Christmas markets? Maybe drop by McKinley to see if Mr. Schue needs any help with Glee and the carolling." Rachel clapped her hands enthusiastically.
"What's Glee?" Quinn looked at them.
"Oh, Quinn…" Hiram shook his head when Rachel started her full and detailed answer.
They all needed another round of alcoholic beverage, but shame for Quinn that she couldn't indulge one while Rachel talked her ears off about Glee, a choir room and a teacher, who was too envious of her talent to help her shine.
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"My feet are killing me. How many miles have we walked? From Ohio to New York and back?" Quinn dropped on her back on the bed of the guest room, arms spread wide and legs dangling from the bed.
"And here I thought I was the dramatic one." Rachel made sure to lock the door before crawling in bed with the blonde, who just tilted her head back to receive the soft kiss she had wanted all day long.
"Hi." Quinn muttered against her lips and Rachel did it again, sneaking her hand under the hem of her Christmas sweater that had risen over her hips.
"Hi." Rachel shifted closer to kiss her a little longer. Her nails scratched along her abs and downwards, teasingly slipping under the hem of her pants and above her boxers.
"Don't try something you can't finish, your parents will be back soon." Quinn looked down to where her hand was playing with her belt buckle.
"They're actually out for dinner, so we have the house to ourselves for hours." Rachel's fingers pulled the zipper down and dipped through the open seam, brushing the fabric of her cotton briefs.
"Rachel…" Quinn whimpered. She was hard and her pants were uncomfortably tight around it.
"Take them off?" Rachel tugged at her open pants and rolled on her side to watch.
"Rach, we don't have to do anything." Quinn looked at the brunette. "I'll go take a shower and…" She gulped down when the brunette reached behind herself to get out of her skirt and it fell to the floor, with a thud.
"You were saying?" She rolled on her back, thighs spread enough to make room for Quinn who slipped right between them, once her pants were discarded aside.
"Nothing." Quinn's weight dropped on her elbows and her hips lowered between Rachel's, who just locked her thighs around her waist.
"Good." Rachel's hands sneaked under her sweater to caress the small of her back, while their lips found one another again and again. Tilting her head from side to side, she felt Quinn's tongue brush over hers while their hips rolled together, getting some relief of the tension building up lower.
"You feel good." Quinn panted against her mouth. Her groin rolled down into Rachel's, who had her thighs spread enough to feel the bulge grind down into her core.
"So do you." Rachel arched up into her. She had never allowed Finn to get her skirt off and dry hump her - even if there was nothing dry between them - through their underwear. But with Quinn? She was close enough to pull her underwear aside and sneak her inside of her. 25 year old resolution be damned.
"We should stop." Quinn sucked on her bottom lip. She did it again when she rubbed herself harder against her core. She could feel it. She could feel the heat coming from Rachel and it was right against her.
"Why?" Rachel's hands sneaked under the waistband of her briefs and pulled them down enough to grab onto her bare backside.
"Because…" Quinn's head dropped against the mattress. "Because I am close."
"Close?" Rachel scratched her backside and urged her down, so she could rub herself against her.
"Rachel, you know what I mean." Quinn bit onto the bedspread. She was a couple of thrusts away.
"Yes and I still don't want you to stop." She sneaked one of her hands lower, until her fingertips brushed against her from behind.
"Rachel, fuck." Quinn groaned and moved faster against her, until she was coming inside her own boxers. Until she made a mess there.
"Mm." Rachel kept stroking her from behind. She felt them twitch under her touch and when Quinn collapsed against her, she pulled her hand back to rest it against her side. "Better?"
"Yeah, you have no idea." Quinn nodded against the bedspread.
"I am sure." Rachel stroked her up and down her side, through the sweater, and kissed her temple and hair.
"Did you…" Quinn raised her head to look between their bodies.
"No. I was close but then you…" Rachel blushed and looked away. "But it's okay."
"I need to clean up because it's all sticky." Quinn tugged at her briefs. "But I can help you, like you helped me."
"How?" Rachel wasn't new to taking care of herself if needed. With her exes she had barely needed to, but now she was close to sneak her hand down her panties to rub one.
"Trust me." Quinn left her with a kiss on the lips and scaled down her body until she kneeled on the floor, between her thighs. "I won't get in ok?" Quinn's hands trailed up her thighs until she was tugging her panties down.
"Quinn." Rachel sat up on her elbows to watch. She wasn't a fan of oral sex because she was mostly asked to give, rather than take. "Quinn, you don't have to-" her words died in her throat at the feeling of that tongue glide along her sex, slowly. "Shit." She dropped back on the bed and brought a pillow over her mouth. They should have done this in her soundproofed room.
"Fuck, you taste so sweet." Quinn lifted her hips off the bed to circle her nub with her tongue and eagerly suck on it, avoiding to go further down.
"Ohhh." Rachel humped her face. Feeling something else against her sex - that wasn't her own hand - was something incredible. She had no words to describe it.
"The sweetest thing." She muttered against her nub. She tugged it between her lips again, until Rachel's hands pushed against her hair to keep her mouth there while she came around nothing. "Mmm." Quinn pulled enough to sneak her tongue fully between her lips, across the length of her sex.
"Sensitive." Rachel tugged her by the hair and Quinn got the hint to get off the floor and back on the bed, with her own boxers hanging from around her calves. They were too sticky to keep on.
"You okay?" Quinn nuzzled the side of her face against the brunette. She kissed her cheek and temple and drew her closer, with her hand on her hip.
"Why didn't we do that before?" Rachel whispered hotly in her ear.
"Since you liked it so much, I'll make sure to sneak down there more often." Quinn grinned and turned her head to brush a tentative kiss on her lips. She did it slowly, to let Rachel get acquainted with the taste of her own intimacy.
"Come back here." Rachel whined when her hips stayed on the bed.
"Let me go clean up." Quinn shook her head and resisted the idea of grinding against her bare core without anything left between them. If she did, they would totally end up going all the way.
"But…" Rachel tried again. "We can just kiss like before."
"Baby, if I get here." Quinn's hand sneaked between her thighs to flip her skirt upwards, exposing her to the warm air of the room. "We won't stop."
"That's a bad thing, how?" Rachel turned slightly to wrap a thigh around her hip bone and brush her foot along her other thigh.
"It's not bad." Quinn cupped the side of her face and kissed her sweetly. "But you're not ready and I don't want to rush into something because we're caught in the heat of the moment." She brushed her thumb over her pouty bottom lip. "It'd be easy to get carried away and it would feel good." She leaned down to kiss her. "It would feel great, but then we might regret it when it's over."
"I hate when you are the one making sense between us." Rachel huffed and hid her face against the side of her neck.
"Let me go clean up and then we can go cuddle in front of a movie." Quinn pecked her lips softly. "It will be worth it, trust me."
"You promise?" Rachel cupped her face to kiss her properly.
"I do." Quinn nodded and kissed her one more time.
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"Rach?" Quinn knocked on the door of her bedroom and waited. She waited in her fluffy socks, in front of the girl's bedroom door.
"Quinn…" Rachel looked down the hallway for her parents and pulled the blonde in, locking the door behind her.
"Merry Christmas." Quinn grabbed a small package from the inside pocket of her hoodie and handed it to the brunette.
"Quinn, we're supposed to open them all tomorrow morning." Rachel held it against her chest.
"Up to you. I wanted to give it to you on our own." Quinn rubbed the back of her head. "Your other presents are under the tree."
"We said two." Rachel shook her head and looked down at the package, it was her third present.
"You took me home for the holidays and I got to spend it with a real family for once." Quinn cupped her hands over Rachel's. "That is another gift to me."
"It is not." Rachel leaned up on her tiptoes to kiss her. "But you're welcome."
"Open it." Quinn nodded to the package in her hands and Rachel nodded.
She carefully took the paper off it until she was left with a long velvet box. "This is too much."
"It is not." She opened the box for her, revealing a white golden bracelet. "I saw it and I thought of you."
"It's like the one I lost." Rachel touched the charms hanging from it. "At the party."
"Yes, I know." She held it unhooked and wrapped it around Rachel's wrist, who grinned and then pinned her against the door for a well deserving kiss. Quinn's hans tangled in her hair, fisting it as they kissed hard against the door.
"Can you stay a little longer?" Rachel set her box on the dresser and tugged the blonde with her, until she settled against her pillows and made room for Quinn against her.
"Yes, I can." Quinn crawled between her legs and dropped on her elbows. "You liked it?"
"I loved it." Rachel looked at her wrist and then at Quinn, who grinned down at her. "You're full of surprises, are you?"
"I got many layers." Quinn smirked and leaned down to trail her lips along her jawline. She did it again, until Rachel's head hit the pillows and was tilted back, to give her room to move.
"Yes. You're too dressed for my liking." Rachel's hands tugged at the hoodie she wore and Quinn sat up enough to throw it aside, keeping her t-shirt on.
"Better?" She resumed her kisses down the side of Rachel's neck, who had her arms and legs around her.
"Quinn…" Rachel's heels brushed the back of her calves through her sweats. She wanted them gone.
"Rach, what is it?" Quinn pulled from her neck to look at her. "Do you want me…" She nodded to their lower bodies.
"You would do it again?" Rachel nodded and blushed hard. "You don't mind?"
"Why would I mind?" Quinn leaned in to kiss her softly. "Do you want to ride me?"
"Ride you?" She blushed even harder.
"You know, you straddle my face and I…" She mimicked with her tongue. "Maybe next time." Quinn pecked her lips.
"Sorry." Rachel looked away.
"Don't apologize." Quinn kissed her reassuringly. "I like everything about you and I am glad we're…" She motioned between their tangled bodies. "We're exploring together."
"You're not bored?" Rachel cupped her face. "You'll tell me if you're bored or we're going too slow?"
"There's no such a thing like too slow, ok?" She pecked her again. "We go at your pace."
"But…" She tried but Quinn kissed her reassuringly again.
"Now, can I make you feel good?" She whispered against her lips once more before she scaled down her front.
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"So, you think your parents liked my gift?" Quinn sat comfortably in the ample armchair in the living room and pulled the brunette in her lap, with her back to her front.
"Of course they did or they wouldn't have taken advantage of it tonight." Rachel leaned back to peck her lips. "Getting them tickets to the Woman in White in Columbus was a great gift and got them out of the house." She smirked.
"That was an unplanned bonus." Quinn smirked and brushed her knuckles along her jawline, kissing her again. "You're alright?"
"Why shouldn't I be?" Rachel reclined against her and brought her arms around her from behind. She held Quinn's hands in her lap.
"After last night." Quinn nibbled on her earlobe. "You kept me there for a bit." She recalled how she had taken her time to make Rachel come with her mouth for more than once.
"You ate me out so well." Rachel blushed at the words coming from her mouth. "It's what you did, right?"
"Yes, that's right." Quinn kissed below her ear and sneaked her hand down, playing with the hem of her skirt.
"Quinn?" Rachel leaned in to brush her nose along her cheek. Her hand found the blonde's and sneaked it under her skirt, against her inner thigh. "Can I confess something?"
"Anything." Quinn nodded. Her fingertips trailed up her thigh to trace the outline of her panties.
"I am a bit concerned." Rachel held her breath and sneaked her arm behind the girl's head, bringing it to her neck.
"About what?" She brushed her fingertips along the front of her panties and sucked on the skin below her pulse.
"When…" She gulped. "When we'll do it, how long until it stops hurting?" She tangled her fingers in her hair.
"It's not supposed to be hurting, Rach." Quinn trailed her fingertip up and down. "Not if you are properly prepared, of course."
"Oh." Rachel nodded against her neck. "How do you prepare?"
"Well…" Quinn furrowed her brows and sneaked her pinky past the waistband of her panties to glide it through her folds. "You should be wet enough." She swiped her finger through her folds.
"Mmm." Rachel bucked her hips forward.
"And stretched." Quinn's fingertip dipped low enough to trace the outline of her hole but pulled back up, to stroke the underside of her nub.
"I do yoga." Rachel groaned, digging her nails into her thighs.
"Not that kind of stretched, honey." Quinn pecked her cheek. "Even if it helps. You don't want cramps while you do it."
"Oh." Rachel nodded and reached for Quinn's hand between her legs. She guided her fingers from under it and brought them to her mouth, licking them clean.
"Shit." Quinn couldn't help but buck up into her backside. "You're killing me, here."
"I could…" Rachel pressed back into her groin and nuzzled along her jawline. "I could return the favor."
"You want to?" Quinn tilted her head to kiss her slowly. She had thought about it, of course she had. The idea of Rachel touching her like that drove her crazy.
"I never…" Rachel kissed her again. "I tried with a banana and it seemed fun."
"You're cute." Quinn pecked her lips. "You're cute and sexy and it drives me crazy." She nipped at her bottom lip. "Never with Finn or any other guy?"
"He wanted me to." She kept Quinn close as she spoke. "But when I told him I expected the same, he gave up on asking."
"Idiot. He missed out on one of the best things I tasted in my life." Quinn nibbled on her lip and Rachel surged forward to kiss her hard.
"How do you want to do it?" Rachel whispered against her lips.
"Your room? We'll be more comfortable and it has a lock." Quinn nodded.
"Sounds good." Rachel pecked her gently and slipped out of her arms. Holding her hand out, she helped the blonde out of her seat and tugged her upstairs into her own room.
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"Can you go again?" Rachel nuzzled her face against her neck, peppering it with soft kisses while her hand rested dangerously close to the apex of her thighs.
"Again?" Quinn choked on her own breath. They had gone at it for what felt like hours and she was exhausted, even if they hadn't really gone through it. Not all the way.
"You're…" Rachel lifted her head to look between her legs but Quinn hid it with her hands. "You're no fun."
"Baby, I am not blessed with multiple orgasms like you are." Quinn pulled her closer and leaned in to kiss her pout away. She did it slowly, acquainting with her own taste on the brunette's lips.
"But you're hard." Rachel reached below her hands to brush her knuckles along her length and Quinn moaned into her mouth. "Don't you want me to help you?"
"Rach…" Quinn took her hand and kissed her palm. "Let's take a break for now?" She kissed it again and held her hand over her chest, while her other arm pulled her closer around her waist.
"Fine." She nuzzled her face against her t-shirt and curled against the blonde.
"You're cute when you're frustrated about things not going your way." Quinn chuckled and kissed the crown of her head.
"I am not." Rachel headbutted her gently and slipped her hand under her shirt, caressing her toned stomach. "Can we…"
"What?" Quinn tilted her head to look at her.
"It's stupid." Rachel shook her head and rested her head back down, nuzzling her shoulder.
"I am sure it's not." She ran her fingers through her hair slowly. "Tell me."
"Can you take this off?" She played with the hem of her t-shirt. It was the only thing she was wearing, since they had gotten naked from the waist down.
"You want to see me naked?" Quinn raised her eyebrow.
"I mean…I know what you look like without clothes cause we share a dorm room and I caught you with girls." Rachel rambled and failed to notice how the blonde had thrown the shirt aside along with her bra, and was now naked before her. "Oh geez, holy Barbra."
"Cat got your tongue?" Quinn smirked. "Now, you."
"Me?! No!" Rachel lifted the covers on herself, showing more of Quinn's frame. "There's no way I will show you mine."
"Then, I will get dressed." Quinn reached for her t-shirt, but Rachel threw it away. "Rachel!"
"Don't laugh ok?" Rachel reached for her sweater and lifted it off her, followed by her bra.
"Fuck me." Quinn muttered under her breath. "Rachel, where were you hiding all of that?" She pushed her gently back and lowered the hem of the blanket to uncover more of her beauty.
"You are not just saying it?" Rachel looked away.
"I am saying that you're beautiful." Quinn turned her head to look her way. "And that I want you, so bad."
"You do?" Rachel leaned in her touch.
"I think it was not the best idea to get naked in your bed when your parents are away." Quinn leaned down to brush her lips with hers.
"You don't think we can control ourselves?" Rachel's fingers caressed the back of her neck and down her collarbone. "We're not animals."
"Speak for yourself." Quinn settled closer and nuzzled her nose against Rachel's. "It's hard."
"So, I can see." Rachel smirked and trailed her heel up the back of her thigh, until it settled against her hip.
"Stop it." Quinn growled playfully at her.
"Make me." Rachel pulled her forward to crush their lips together and threw the covers over their heads, hiding themselves under it.
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"Tina, can I ask you something?" Rachel leaned over the table separating them, as they waited for Quinn and Mike to meet them there.
"Of course." Tina placed the menu down and looked at her. "Is there something wrong with Quinn?"
"No, quite the opposite." Rachel looked out of the window and caught the glimpse of the familiar blonde crossing the street. "They're going so well."
"That's good." Tina grinned. "Or is it a bad thing?"
"She confuses me." Rachel rubbed her hands over her face. "And I don't know what I want anymore."
"I am confused." Tina leaned forward to hear the brunette over the voices in the background. "You don't want to be with her because it's too good?"
"You know that I always wanted to wait, right?" Rachel looked around not wanting to be heard from anyone else. "I set my goals since I was in high school and I wanted to be 25 with a Tony nomination under my belt before I gave myself to someone like that."
"Okay, is Quinn pressuring you for more? I remember Finn doing that." Tina looked up when she saw the blonde and her own boyfriend walking in.
"She is willing to wait, Tina." Rachel sighed softly. "She is respecting my wish to wait but I am not sure I want that anymore."
"Oh." Tina nodded softly and waved at them as they were spotted. "She's coming."
"Hey. Sorry for the delay." Quinn unwrapped the scarf from around her neck and took her jacket off, dropping it in the booth beside Rachel. "May I sit here?"
"Where else?" Rachel folded her jacket over her own and leaned up to make it easier for Quinn to close the gap between their lips for a soft kiss. "How did training go?"
"Same old. I need a hot chocolate to recharge my batteries." Quinn pecked her lips and then the tip of her nose. "What can I get you for both?" She looked over at Tina, who was busy greeting Mike with the same gesture.
"Make it two hot chocolates." Rachel rolled her eyes at her friend. "Can you ask-"
"Vegan? Of course." Quinn smiled softly and reached forward to grab Mike from the collar of his sweater, to tug him off Tina. "Come give me a hand, Romeo."
"Rude, Fabray." Mike said dramatically, but followed the blonde to the counter where they placed their orders.
"So you want to jump her bones? That's completely understandable." Tina looked over at Quinn who, with her hair up in a pony and that blue sweater, looked like a model out of a clothing magazine.
"Hey! Stop checking my girlfriend out." She waved a hand in front of Tina's face. "What should I do?"
"You made those plans when you were just a teenager, Rach." She sighed and focused on the brunette across from her. "Maybe they're no longer valid or maybe you should just do what feels right. Was it like that with Finn or the others before her?"
"No, never like this." Rachel looked behind her shoulder to stare at the blonde, who was laughing at something Mike had just said. "I have concerns about the whole thing but she makes me feel safe."
"Then, maybe you should think about taking that step with her." Tina softened. "I've seen her with other girls and she has never looked at them, the way she stares at you."
"Really?" Rachel beamed.
"You can't tell me you haven't noticed, Rach." Tina shook her head.
"Notice what?" Quinn set a couple of mugs on their side of the table, while Mike did the same with his and Tina's mugs.
"How this sweater brings out your eyes." Rachel scooted into the blonde as soon as she had sat down and lifted her arm over her shoulder. "The golden freckles are even brighter today."
"Oh stop it." Quinn looked away, blushing lightly, and reached for her hot chocolate, stirring it with the sugar cane.
"What's yours like?" Rachel pointed to the steamy mug in front of her.
"Peppermint Chocolate." Quinn used her spoon to get a gentle amount of whipped cream. "I got you the regular one. Isn't it your favorite?"
"Yes, but yours smells so good." Rachel pouted down looking down at her plain hot chocolate.
"Here, take mine." Quinn reached forward to switch their mugs and dropped a soft kiss against her temple.
"But…" Rachel looked down at it. "I can't drink this."
"It's vegan friendly." Quinn leaned down to whisper in her ear. "I knew you wouldn't kiss me if I drank the regular one, because the thought of those poor animals would be too heavy to bear."
"Okay, Rachel, what's your secret?" Mike chuckled from the other side of the table. "Quinn is giving up on dairy products for you. What's next? No more bacon."
"Now, don't be ridiculous. I'll never give up on bacon." Quinn grinned and took a sip from Rachel's former mug, "Sorry, sweetheart."
"We'll see, Quinn." Rachel snuggled into the blonde and pulled her down for a soft kiss that tasted like peppermint and whipped cream. A kiss that tasted like happiness. A happiness that she had never thought she could find somewhere so close.
THE END