Summary: "Here we are." Quinn pushed the metal door forward and held it open for Rachel to walk in.
"This is a private school, am I right?" Rachel looked around the hallways. They weren't really that different from McKinley, but there was something that screamed rich.
"Yes, you're right." They walked hand in hand towards the gym. When they walked by the trophies display, Rachel tugged the blonde to a stop. "What is it?"
"You were a cheerleader." Rachel, with her hand against the window, checked the trophies and the pictures that showed Quinn right on top of the human pyramid. "You won three national championships in a row. Why didn't you say anything?"
A/N: Joining the "Faberry Month" challenge, this is my take for the Prompt #24 "Reunion"
Warnings: explicit sexual content, G!P Quinn
But it seems when we fall that's when we land perfectly
One month had passed since their first Christmas together and to say things were going smooth, it was an understatement. Quinn could be an attentive girlfriend, romantic and sexy, understanding and open to explore every aspect of their new relationship together.
That's why Rachel knew she could be open about the thoughts running through her mind, as soon as she walked inside their shared room and found Quinn reading, propped against the headboard.
"Quinn." Rachel stood by the bed and looked at her, with a serious look.
"Rachel." Quinn saluted her with a smile.
"I want to inform you that I am ready to explore the last steps of our physical intimacy together." She pointed between them. When Quinn simply raised an eyebrow at her, she continued "I am ready for us to make love."
"So, you mean you're ready to have your first time?" Quinn closed the book and raised herself on her knees, advancing on her. "And you want it with me."
"We are in a monogamous relationship, who else should I desire to share it with?" Rachel cupped her face as soon as she got close enough.
"You've been waiting for years, Rachel." Quinn tilted her head to look at her. "You have a few years to go until you're 25 and I can wait. So, don't do it for me."
"I am doing it for me." Rachel leaned down to peck her lips. "I know what I wanted, but that was before I met you and before we started dating." Her thumbs brushed the skin below her ears. "You have never pressured me for more and you make me feel safe. I want to do it with you."
"If you're sure." Quinn pulled her closer by the waist until she lifted her off the floor and laid her down on the mattress, hovering her. "We can stop anytime if you change your mind, just say so."
"You'll stay with me?" Rachel looked up into her eyes and when Quinn nodded, she pulled her down for a deep kiss. Their lips parted and their tongues duelled, while Quinn's hand trailed along her side and slipped under the plates of her skirt.
"I am not going anywhere." Quinn nodded against her mouth. Her fingers brushed between her legs, through the panties, and whimpered at the dampness of the fabric.
"Quinn…" She whined when her nimble fingers stroked her up and down, rubbing her folds through the panties she wore. "I have to go to class in an hour." She leaned her head back, when Quinn started her sweet assault on her neck.
"What I want to do to you takes more than an hour. Maybe a whole afternoon." She nipped at her pulse point and pushed her panties aside to rub along the length of her core. She stroked slowly, until Rachel arched for her. "Or a whole day."
"Quinn…" Rachel panted in her ear. She gripped her by the back and bucked her hips up and down, to grind against her fingertips. "Please."
"We can't do that." Quinn sucked on her neck. "But I can do something else for you." Scissoring her fingers around her nub, she made sure to stroke her palm over her mound making Rachel squirm under her.
"Mm yes." She fumbled under her own skirt to take her panties off and allow Quinn more room. Her thighs spread wider and her backside lifted off the bed, to meet the strokes over her core.
"You're so wet." Her forefinger circled her nub and then down, teasingly slipping half a knuckle in before she took it back out. Her fingers moved back to her clit, throbbing under her touch.
"Make me…" Rachel panted in her ear. She breathed raggedly, the closer she got to the edge.
"Come?" Quinn whispered hotly in her ear. Her lips brushed behind it and when Rachel started digging her nails into her back, she slapped her palm over her upper lips and nub.
"Yes. Yes." She was humping the air, mostly. Her hips thrusted up and down, until she dropped on her backside against the mattress and her insides stopped clenching around nothing.
"Better?" Quinn brought her fingers to her mouth to lick them clean. She rolled on her side, hand resting on the other girl's stomach under her sweater.
"Mm." Rachel rolled on her own side and tucked her head under her chin, wrapping herself around the blonde.
"I'll set up an alarm." She reached for her iPhone and set it in 40 min, to give the brunette time to freshen up.
"What about you?" She was drowsy. Her eyes felt heavy and her body wanted to rest. Only to rest.
"It's okay. Maybe later…" Quinn pulled her closer and kissed her forehead, as she dozed off in her arms.
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The days following their short talk were charged with something they both couldn't explain. It seemed they were barely able to keep their hands to themselves and whenever they were alone, their bodies gravitated towards each other and their hands roamed. At the same time, though, there was always something preventing them from exploring it fully.
"Rach…" Quinn had her head thrown back against the headboard and her hand fisted the girl's hair, holding onto it as she left a hickey on her neck.
"Take the shorts off." Rachel lifted her hips to allow to pull the shorts down, baring herself under her. Her hips lowered against her, grinding down through the thong she wore under her skirt.
"I need to be on the basketball court in…" She moaned when her length rubbed against her damp underwear. It was so thin that she could feel Rachel under it. She could just push it aside and slip in, she would probably reach her peak in a few thrusts anyway.
"Skip it. I can help you with your workout." Rachel licked her hickey, proudly, and scaled up to look at Quinn in her eyes. Her hips gyrated down into the blonde's lap, who had now moved her hands up the back of her skirt and was palming her backside.
"We have a game on Thursday. I can't skip it, even if I'd rather work this out with you." She looked between their bodies and then at the brunette, who nodded and settled fully in her lap, grinding lazily against her.
"Then, go." She nibbled on her bottom lip. She pulled it in her mouth and sucked, forcing Quinn to roll them on her back and flip the skirt up, to get her thong off and just…
"Q-ball! Are you ready?" Mike rapped against the door.
"Gimme 5 minutes." Quinn shouted back. She looked down at Rachel who grinned under her. "It's not funny, Berry."
"You better go, Q-ball." Rachel pulled her down for a soft kiss. "I'll be thinking of you." She nodded to where their bodies were still tangled together.
"Good thing there's Finn there, so I can get turned off by his puffy nipples." Quinn pulled from the brunette and tugged a pair of boxers under the shorts despite the hardness.
"Don't be so hard on him." Rachel sat up and watched her gather her duffel bag.
"Right, I was meant to go hard on you." Quinn lowered her head down to steal a kiss from her girlfriend. "Don't have too much fun without me."
"I'll try." She smirked and pecked her again. When Quinn headed for the door, she sent her one last promising wink and then walked out, locking the door behind herself. "Guess it's me and you again, Mr. Bunny." She reached in her cabinet for the pink vibrator and settled comfortably under the covers.
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They tried a second time, after that.
They were under the covers, this time, and they had managed to get all their clothes off, from the waist down. It wasn't the first time they saw each other naked, but it was the first time they were kissing intimately without anything left between them.
"Rach, are you sure?" Quinn lifted herself on her elbows and looked down at the brunette under her. "We don't have to do this now."
"You've changed your mind?" Rachel's hands slipped under the hem of her night shirt, caressing her hips and lower abs.
"No, of course not." Quinn lowered her mouth on hers. "I want you and I want to be your first."
"I want you too." Rachel nodded against her lips. When the blonde's hips rested back against hers, she felt it. She finally felt Quinn against her, with nothing else left between them.
"We'll go slow. There's no rush." Quinn's lips trailed along the side of her neck and their hands laced against the mattress under the pillow. "Breathe, babe."
"Breathe." Rachel nodded, but was still struggling. It was Quinn who pressed their mouths together and just breathed the air in her lungs, regulating her breathing.
"Breathe." She whispered again and Rachel did. She followed her pace and relaxed once again. "Can we take the rest of our clothes off?" Rachel locked her thighs behind her waist pulling her closer.
"Yes. Yes, please." She helped Quinn with her shirt and threw it across the room, not caring where it landed. She sat up just to remove her own pajama top when a familiar sound came from her laptop.
"Mm what's that?" Quinn looked around the room.
"Rachel? Rachel, honey, we can't see you!" The voices came from the brunette's desk and they both looked towards it, horrified to have been caught in such a compromising way.
"Fuck, fuck." Quinn scrambled to get to her feet and ended up dropping onto her ass on the other side of Rachel's bed, taking the blankets with her.
"Quinn!" Rachel whispered angrily at her. She was naked from the waist down and it was obvious what they were up to.
"Rachel! Rachel? We're getting worried honey and there's something on your camera. We see all white." Her parents raised their voices.
"I am coming Daddy!" She was thankful that Quinn's shirt had landed over it, covering the camera enough not to get caught by her parents without them really being there.
"No, we are not." Quinn muttered under her breath and crawled behind the bed towards her own, to get her clothes on.
"Quinn, you're decent?" She had put a robe on and fixed the bed but she wasn't going to take the shirt off the camera if Quinn was still half-naked.
"Yeah." She settled on her own bed and with a book in her lap, feigning an interest.
"Here I am, Daddy." Rachel sat at her desk and swiftly dropped the shirt aside, so she could see and could be seen.
"Are we interrupting something?" Leroy raised an eyebrow at her.
"Not at all. We were just chilling before bed." She twisted her camera to show the blonde.
"Hello, Mr. and Mr. Berry." She waved at the two men from her bed, politely, and went back to the book, which strategically hid the tent in her pajama pants.
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They say the third time's a charm.
That's what Rachel thought when Quinn suggested celebrating being casted in the play that the drama department was putting together.
Dinner was nice. Quinn had booked a nice restaurant in Chelsea and then they had taken a romantic stroll down to Greenwich Village and stopped to get ice-cream at the kiosk across the dorm, before calling it a night.
It was her turn in the bathroom and she had taken her time to freshen up and change into something more appealing than her fluffy pajamas, that was comfortable but not too sexy.
It was their night. She knew it.
When Rachel emerged from the bathroom, she walked slowly to Quinn's bed, where the blonde was lying down, on her back and the covers around her waist.
"Quinn?" As Rachel got closer, she realized the blonde had her eyes closed and she was holding a hand over her stomach.
"Mmh." Quinn muttered and nuzzled her face into the pillow.
"Quinn…" Rachel pulled the covers back and slipped on her side, facing the blonde beauty who had scooted enough to let her in. "Quinn?" She nuzzled her face behind her ear and kissed it, hand covering the blonde's on her stomach.
"Hurts." She whimpered, slowly waking up.
"What hurts?" Rachel pulled back to look at the girl, who was blinking her eyes open.
"My stomach." She hid her face against the side of Rachel's neck. "Can you rub it for me?"
"Rub your stomach?" Rachel felt Quinn nod in her neck and she did it for her. She slipped her hand under her night shirt to massage the path slowly, in small circles. "Do you have an advil or something like that?"
"My nightstand." She nodded.
"Here." She reached in the nightstand and handed the pill to the blonde, who swallowed it with some water. When she put the pills back, she noticed a small letter on the table. A letter addressed to Quinn. "What's this?"
"What's what?" Quinn settled back against the pillows.
"This." She showed her the small letter.
"Oh, it's just a school reunion. I am not going." She shrugged and looked at Rachel.
"Why not?" She settled back against Quinn's side and rested her hand over her stomach, resuming her tender caresses.
"Because I am not interested in seeing those people. The past is supposed to stay there, behind us." Quinn pulled her closer. "I am not proud of who I was back then and they never fail to remind me what a bitch I was."
"Or maybe you should show them the person you've become." She kissed her cheek. "I want to see where you grew up."
"You want to come along?" Quinn looked at her.
"Well, if you want me to." She looked away.
"I wouldn't want anyone else but you." Quinn leaned in for a soft kiss. "But I don't want to change your mind about us because of this."
"About having sex with you?" Rachel pecked her.
"No, about everything else too." Quinn looked at her. "About dating me."
"I won't." Rachel shook her head and kissed her lingeringly. "If I have questions, I will ask you."
"Good." Quinn nodded and rolled on her side, snuggling into the petite brunette.
"Your stomach ache?" Rachel nuzzled her temple, but kept on stroking her stomach slowly.
"Better. Too much ice-cream." She chuckled.
"I told you to try the vegan one." Rachel leaned back to switch the lights off and pulled her closer.
She had waited until then, they could wait for a better moment.
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"Here we are." Quinn pushed the metal door forward and held it open for Rachel to walk in.
"This is a private school, am I right?" Rachel looked around the hallways. They weren't really that different from McKinley, but there was something that screamed rich.
"Yes, you're right." They walked hand in hand towards the gym. When they walked by the trophies display, Rachel tugged the blonde to a stop. "What is it?"
"You were a cheerleader." Rachel, with her hand against the window, checked the trophies and the pictures that showed Quinn right on top of the human pyramid. "You won three national championships in a row. Why didn't you say anything?"
"Cheerleading wasn't my first choice, but with my condition my father didn't want me to pursue any other sport that could further undermine my femininity." She sighed.
"You were lucky you weren't bullied for it." Rachel nodded.
"Coach Holiday liked me enough and my family money did the rest." She looked at the pictures. "I was head cheerleader and the most popular girl. I was such a bitch."
"I am sure you were not so bad." Rachel looked at the blonde.
"You'll see." Quinn shook her head and took her by the hand.
"Whatever they say, I am on your side." Rachel leaned on her tiptoes to kiss her cheek softly.
"Thank you." She nodded and led them into the gym where the reunion was hosted. As soon as she crossed the threshold, all eyes were on them and she felt like she had been thrown back to 3 years back, when she parted the crowd with a glare.
"Fabray!" Her name was called from more than one person and Rachel squeezed her hand a little tighter. "You made it."
Quinn led them further in the gym towards the circle of students gathering there. Rachel watched them part to let them in and a couple of blonde girls approached them.
"Kitty, Steph." Quinn nodded at them. "How have you been?"
"You don't call or write, have you forgotten about us?" The shorter blonde crossed her arms over her chest. "Who is this?" She snarled at Rachel but Quinn took a step forward.
"Can it, Wilde." She looked down at her former second in command.
"You can totally do better than that." She rolled her eyes at the taller girl. "But I guess that mouth can do wonders, right?"
"You better-" Quinn reached forward, but Rachel pulled her back by the hand.
"Quinn, it's no use." Rachel held the blonde back. "Let's go get something to drink."
"Yes, Quinn. Go get a drink." Kitty mocked her.
"I swear I am going to punch that smirk off her face." She muttered under her breath and Rachel leaned over, pouring a diet coke in both of their glasses.
"I find it chivalrous, Quinn, but it's not necessary. She is just one of the many bullies that I crossed paths with. I think it's best if we ignore her attempts." She handed her a cup. "Is there anyone friendly we can mingle with?"
"Well…" She didn't have to look too far to see a familiar guy walking her way. "Sam!"
"Quinn!" The blonde guy pulled her in a bear hug and twirled her around, off her feet.
"It's been what? Almost a year? You never come home." He let her down on her feet and turned to the brunette beside them. "Oh, hi."
"Sam, Rachel." She pointed to the brunette. "Rachel, this is one of my closest friends, Sam."
"So, that's what is keeping you from coming home? Well, she is a good reason indeed." He winked at her and Rachel blushed.
"We have been together for less than 3 months." Rachel chuckled and looked at the blonde. "But I insisted on coming along."
"Good thing you did. How do you find our small town?" He smiled and grabbed a bunch of chips, eating them.
"It is almost as small as Lima, but way richer." She nodded. "I usually see those prices in New York."
"Well, typical American town, no? For white upper class family with a picket fence and a couple of Porsche cars in the garage." He gulped them down with a coke.
"I didn't see a Porsche in your garage." Rachel looked at her girlfriend, chuckling.
"That's because my dad likes Maseratis more." Quinn leaned down to peck her cheek.
"Very funny." She pushed her back, lightly.
"She had a personal driver taking her to and from school until she got her driving license." Sam stuffed his mouth with some meatballs.
"Robert wasn't my driver. He helped around the house too." Quinn looked at him sternly.
"Oh right, your personal butler then." He laughed. "C'mon, Rachel, let me introduce you to some of the guys."
"Don't believe anything they say." Quinn called out after Rachel as she was dragged away. What a shame there was not a drop of alcohol around.
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Two hours later, Quinn had just come back after having taken a smoke break. She looked around for Rachel and saw her glued to Sam's side and the guys from his former football team.
She had grabbed a couple of red cups to get Rachel a refill when a familiar face caught her attention and she was too slow, not to get caught as well.
"Quinn, I didn't know you'd be coming." The brunette girl stood in front of her with a small smile. It was really forced.
"It was a last minute thing." She set the cups down. "How have you been? How is-"
"Brown? It's good. And where are you now? Yale?" She played with the cup in her hand.
"NYU. I chose to stay somehow close." She rubbed the back of her head. "It's a two hours drive."
"Yes, I know. We visited Columbia, remember?" When Quinn nodded, she didn't know what else to say. "Are you here alone?"
"No, my girlfriend is here." Quinn nodded to where Sam was and the taller brunette followed her longing gaze. "She insisted or I wouldn't have come. You?"
"Alone. I haven't had any meaningful thing since…" She trailed her words but Quinn had gotten it.
"Oh, I see." She nodded. "I am sure that-"
"Don't, okay? Don't say it." She looked away from her.
"Marissa." She tried, but the brunette walked past her and stormed out of the gym, through the back door.
"Same old predictable 'Rissa, right?" Kitty snarled from behind her, having witnessed it all. "She must be the real blonde between us, if she is still in love with you."
"Stay out of my fucking business." Quinn shouldered past her to follow the brunette out of the gym, under a pair of interested chocolate eyes watching her from across the room.
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"Quinn?" They just walked through the front door of her mansion, when Rachel decided it was the right moment to ask her. "Who was that girl?"
"Which one?" She had taken care of her coats and headed for the liquor cabinets. She was lucky Robert hadn't thrown everything away while Judy was in rehab. The alcohol was about to go down the drain soon.
"The lanky brunette, the one you ran after." Rachel leaned against the doorway. "She's your ex-girlfriend?"
"Marissa, yes." She nodded and poured herself a glass of scotch. She and Russell were not that different when it came to good quality alcohol. "We've been on and off throughout high school."
"Do you still have feelings for her?" Rachel asked quietly.
"No, of course not." Quinn looked at her. "Why do you ask?"
"But she still has feelings for you." She pushed herself off the doorway and walked to her.
"I believe so." Quinn reached for her glass and took a long sip. "It was a rollercoaster between us. I had issues but so she did and she drank. God, she drank so much that I always feared she'd get in trouble for that."
"Why didn't she get help? You were just a teen." She rested against the back of the couch and watched Quinn drink slowly. "Where were her parents?"
"They were never around. You know what's funny about having rich parents, Rach? They're so busy making money that they forget they made you." She chuckled. "But she was there for me and I was there for her. Our friendship turned into something more before we even knew how to call it."
"Was she your first?" Rachel rubbed her arms up and down.
"Yeah. I had girls after her, but she was my first." She nodded softly. "We did it for all the wrong reasons and that's why we didn't work. We stayed together because we had no better place to go to."
"That's why you want us to wait?" Rachel got to her feet.
"I want to make sure that when we do it, it will feel right." Quinn finished her drink. "I don't want you to regret it."
"I would never regret it, as long as it's with you." The brunette slipped her arms around her neck and leaned up, to kiss her gently.
"I want to be sure it's what you want." Quinn caressed the small of her back. "It's your first time, no one else matters."
"Have you slept with her recently? After you two broke up." Rachel trailed her hands down the collar of her dress neckline.
"Yeah. I came back for Christmas in our first year of college." She sighed and looked into Rachel's eyes. "We attended the same party and we just got carried away. It was a mistake really."
"What did she tell you when you chased after her?" She played with cross dangling from around her neck.
"That she still had feelings for me and that I was the love of her life." Quinn whispered quietly.
"What did you tell her?" She rested her forehead against the juts of her collarbone.
"That we weren't meant to be and that sleeping together had been a mistake." She rested her chin against the top of her head. "I told her that I had moved on for good and I want to play my cards right with you."
"You don't love her anymore?" She held onto her sides.
"No. It's been a while." She kissed her forehead. "I wasn't sure a few months ago, but now I know for sure that I have moved on."
"Because of me?" Rachel tilted her head to stare at her.
"Yes, of course." Quinn leaned down to brush a soft kiss on her lips. "I want you, no one else."
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They had gone to bed, separately. Even if they lacked any official parental supervision, the maids and Robert were still around and they had set the guest room up for Rachel.
It was almost 3 AM and Rachel was tossing and turning, falling in and out of a short sleep that made her even restless. She and Quinn had kissed goodnight in front of her room and parted ways but she missed her.
They had spent most of their night cramped together in a small bed made for one occupant, and this spacious bed felt too big. It felt too cold without Quinn there.
She tossed once more before she chose to simply slip out of her bed and pad quietly down the hallway, heading into Quinn's room. She made sure to keep her steps light and the noises at a minimum level until she was inside the blonde's quiet room.
It wasn't too dark to see Quinn in her bed. She was sprawled on her stomach, with an arm flung across the mattress and the other tucked under the pillow. Her hair was a mess all over her face, but Rachel simply adored it.
Padding to the edge of the mattress, she carefully lifted the girl's forearm and slipped under it, lying on her stomach so she could scoot closer and tuck her face closer to hers.
"Mm." Quinn curled her forearm around her. She hugged her close and nuzzled her nose against her forehead.
Rachel silently prayed she wouldn't wake up and apparently she didn't. The blonde kept on sleeping quietly. She slept through the small noises she had made. She slept through even when she nuzzled her face into her neck and her hand rested on her back, caressing it slowly with her fingertips.
"I think I love you." Rachel whispered to herself. She rested her head in the crook of Quinn's neck and cuddled close, feeling the blonde hold onto her equally tight.
In that hold, she let herself succumb to the tiredness of the trip.
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It was too early to go anywhere. Her internal clock knew when it was time to get up or it was time to roll on her other side and get some more sleep. Quinn turned her head away from the light coming through the open curtains and found herself face to face with a brunette that was supposed to be down the hallway.
She had no idea when and why the petite brunette had sneaked into her room, but she had nothing to complain about. She always slept better when Rachel was beside her.
"Sneaky little thing." Quinn chuckled and kissed her forehead. She left her lips lingering there, right against her hairline, and wrapped both arms around the brunette.
"5 more minutes." Rachel's face nuzzled against her shoulder and her hands gripped her waist.
"Cute sneaky little thing." Quinn smiled, tucking the covers over their shoulders.
"Is it morning yet?" Rachel stifled a yawn against her shirt.
"If we were in our dorm, you'd be on your elliptical already." Quinn kissed her temple gently.
"I forgot to bring it along, can I borrow yours?" She chuckled and snuggled more into the blonde.
"I think we have it in our private gym downstairs. You want to check it out?" She stroked along her shoulder blades. "We've got weights too."
"You have your own gym? You've got a pool too?" She pulled back to look at her.
"Two, actually." She furrowed her brows thinking about it. "The indoor one and the one in the backyard. We've got a hot tub too."
"You're kidding me." Rachel looked at her shocked.
"No, I am not. My Dad was a swimmer and so we built two, but now that he moved out we got two pools." She shrugged. "I barely used it."
She slipped her hand up the back of Quinn's night shirt and caressed her side.
Quinn dipped her head down to kiss her gently. "Good morning."
"Good morning." Rachel followed after her when she pulled back, to deepen the kiss. She opened her mouth to tease her lips with her tongue. "What time are we going back?"
"We can go after an early dinner. It's just a couple of hours and I don't mind driving in the dark." Quinn reached for her right leg and hooked it over her waist, as she rolled them over and settled between her legs.
"So, we have time." She looked over at the clock at her side. "Like twelve hours."
"We do have time, yes." Quinn nodded. "What do you want to do?"
"Well, maybe we could check the hot tub out?" Rachel's hand slipped down the back of her sleep shorts, cupping her backside. "But I've got a problem."
"What problem?" Quinn's lips latched around her earlobe and tugged, while their hips gyrated together.
"I don't have a bathing suit." She pulled her down for a hard kiss.
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"I thought you had a personal chef." Rachel walked inside the spacious kitchen, towelling her hair. "Is it Gordon Ramsey?"
"I gave everyone a day off." Quinn chopped the tomatoes and added them to the frying pan.
"So, we're alone." Rachel walked up to where she stood and wrapped herself around the blonde, sliding her hands up her stomach, from behind.
"Just us." She switched the stove off and turned around in the brunette's arms, who was just wearing a robe after the few hours spent in the hot tub. She tugged her by the belt and dipped down to brush a teasing kiss over the side of her neck.
"We didn't finish what we started in the tub." Rachel tilted her head back to allow Quinn to place more kisses along her skin. They had made out for what felt like hours, while their hands roamed to explore more places to find pleasure from.
"Oh really now?" Quinn nipped at her collarbone and her hands undid the robe that kept Rachel's body covered. Once open, her hands slid down her front to find her breasts, weighing her in her palms.
"Your room." Rachel pushed her breasts in her hands and tangled her fingers in her hair, tugging her mouth back on hers to kiss her fully. "Let's go to your room."
"What about brunch?" Quinn squeezed her mounds. She did it again when Rachel's hips pushed forward, to meet hers.
"I am not hungry for food." Rachel nibbled on her bottom lip and clawed at her back, through the shirt she wore.
"Okay. Okay." She nodded and took her by the hand, leading her to the privacy of her bedroom. As soon as the door locked behind them, the air in the room changed and Rachel's first instinct was to pull her robe closed again. "Hey." Quinn advanced on her before she could. "Look at me…"
"Can you close the curtains?" It was clear daylight and it was so bright. She could see everything.
"Yes, of course." Quinn pulled them close until only a shy ray of light seeped through. When she turned back, she saw the brunette under the covers and the robe hanging from the bedpost. "We don't have to do anything."
"I do." Rachel looked away. "I want to do it, but…"
"But what?" Quinn sat on the edge of the mattress and cupped her face.
"You're gorgeous. You have been with girls that were as gorgeous as you are, take Marissa…" She looked at her. "She is tall and looks like she came out of Vogue magazine."
"You're stunning, Rachel." Quinn brushed her thumb over her chin. "You're beautiful just like them and you simply take my breath away."
"Okay." Rachel nodded, but she wasn't convinced.
"You hear this?" She brought her palm to her chest, right over her heart. "This is how you make me feel. My heart skips a beat when you walk in a room and you search for me."
"It's beating fast." She held her hand there.
"You make me feel alive." Quinn covered her hand. "You make me happy like no one before."
"Do I?" Rachel looked at her.
"You make me want to sit behind a piano and write a song for you." Quinn leaned in to kiss her gently. "I haven't played in years."
"Will you play for me? Anything." Rachel cupped her face to kiss her.
"Anything you want." Quinn nodded and laid her back down, crawling on top of her.
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"Quinn…" She tugged her by the hair, pushing her head closer to where she needed it the most. Her thighs were spread enough to allow Quinn to move the way she wanted, claiming her with her lips and tongue and teeth. "Come here." She arched her hips off the mattress after a particular hard stroke that got her close enough to come.
"Are you okay?" Quinn scaled her body with butterfly kisses across her belly and upwards, between her breasts until their mouths met eagerly.
"Yes, I just want you here with me." Rachel nodded. Her hands clasped behind her neck, caressing her nape with her fingertips.
"We can stop here. I can touch you or kiss you but we don't have to go any further than what we've already done together." She leaned her weight on her left and and used her right hand to brush the hair away from her face.
"You don't want to do more?" Rachel looked away.
"I do. But it's not my first time." Quinn kissed her cheek. She kissed the lone tear away and pressed her lips there. "I want you, like no one else before."
"Okay." She sniffed, unable to look at her.
"Rachel, you're not like the other girls I have slept with." She cupped her chin to make her look at her. "I wanted one thing from them and once I took it, I lost any interest. But this? This is totally different."
"How?" She curled her arm around her waist, stroking along her hip.
"Because I feel something for you." Quinn brushed her temple with her thumb. "I…I can't say it yet. It's there and I know it's maybe too soon, but I can't help it."
"I don't need to hear it to feel it." Rachel looked into her eyes. "But I feel the same."
"You do?" Quinn dropped her forehead on hers and Rachel just pulled in for a soft kiss. She held her close as their mouths found each other, opening to let their tongues glide slowly. Quinn's hand trailed down her front, brushing the path she had traced with her kisses in the opposite way, until she nestled it between the girl's open thighs.
"Quinn." She pulled her mouth from the blonde when her fingertips rubbed her lower labials, spreading more of her wetness.
"Relax for me." She nipped at her bottom lip when her forefinger slid in, barely stretching her. "God, you're so tight."
"Mmm." Rachel's hand curled around her wrist, stilling her hand.
"I'll move, when you say so." Quinn pushed her forehead against her cheek. She breathed in, when Rachel's hand guided hers, thrusting slowly in. She did it again, slowly but all the way in and then out and then inside again.
"More ." Rachel whimpered when Quinn pulled out. She moaned when she got back inside, brushing her thumb over the underside of her clit.
"Another?" Quinn slipped a second finger in and curled her fingertips. She could feel the brunette clamping her so tightly that she couldn't wait to feel her around her length. "Fuck."
"Quinn…" She reached for her wrist and sped up her thrusts. "I feel…"
"It's okay." Quinn nuzzled her nose and kissed her gently. "Let it go." She pushed her fingers harder in. She rubbed tight circles on her clit and Rachel arched under her, digging her short nails into her back. "Let it go baby." She kept on whispering softly, as she eased her fingers out and rested her hand on the side of her hip.
"Mm." Rachel tucked her head, scooting closer to where she lied.
"You're okay?" Quinn's lips brushed along her forehead and down her nose, until they could kiss. It was gentle. It was uncertain like their first kiss.
"Yes." She nodded eagerly. "But you didn't…" She got a glimpse of her aroused state.
"I wanted you to come, the rest can wait." Quinn cupped her face. "Okay?"
"Okay." Rachel nodded. She kissed the palm holding her cheek and tugged the blonde woman between her legs. Once settled against her, it was easy to let Quinn find some solace against her. The abundant wetness did the rest.
"Shit." Quinn's face was buried against her neck. Her hands had slipped under her shoulders to grip onto, as she fucked against the insides of her thighs and rubbed herself on her bare core.
"You're close." Rachel whispered in her ear. "I can feel it." She ran her palms down her back to grip her by the backside and roll her hips forward. "Let it go, Quinn." Her thighs closed under Quinn, trapping her shaft between them until the blonde could only trash above her, shooting her release all over her skin and folds.
"Fuck. Fuck." She grinded until she felt no more. Until she softened but not fully. Until Rachel rolled them over, under the covers, and settled against her side, nuzzled in her shoulder with a hand caressing along her side and across her heaving chest.
"How long does it take you?" Rachel played with her cross and looked up at the blonde.
"Take me what?" Quinn looked at her.
"To go at it again?" Rachel smirked at the surprised look on her face. "I want you, Quinn. I want you inside me."
"I have been inside you." Quinn brushed her fingers - still slick with her cum - along her side of her breast and over her left nipple. "You forgot already?"
"I want that." She nodded to the pole standing between her legs. "I want to feel you." She looked at her.
"We need protection." Quinn nodded and pulled her in for a soft kiss. She kissed her again. She kissed her more and rolled them over again, settling back between her thighs, tangled with the brunette.
"What…" Rachel stroked the base of her spine. "What if I wanted you like this?" She raised her hips enough to feel her, against her core.
"Rach, we can't…" Quinn shook her head. "I am clean, but anything else can happen and you don't want to risk everything you've been working for." She raised herself on her knees and reached in the side cabinet, throwing a couple of foiled squares on the mattress.
"You know that condoms are effective 98% of the time against unwanted pregnancy?" Rachel pushed them aside and sat up, to be at Quinn's eye level.
"And doing it without one is 100% ineffective, Rach." Quinn cupped her face to kiss her softly. "You think I don't want to feel you from the inside? To feel you clench around me until we climax together?"
"I am on the pill." Rachel nipped at her upper lip. "I have been on the pill for a while now."
"You are?" Quinn looked at her.
"I needed to be sure I would be protected if Finn ever disagreed on wearing protections." Rachel's arms slipped around her to keep her close. "When we broke up, I didn't interrupt it and then we got together."
"This is big, Rachel. This is fucking huge." Quinn sat up on her knees and crossed her arms over her chest. "I am really trying here."
"For whom?" Rachel kneeled in front of her. "I am telling you that you can, Quinn."
"God, Rachel…" Quinn dropped her forehead on hers and breathed hard. She felt like the oxygen was escaping her when Rachel's hand started pumping her, keeping her stiff and throbbing for her.
"I need you." Rachel tugged her by it and reclined back on the mattress, in the middle of it. "And I want you." Her arm circled her neck to bring her mouth down, on hers. With her right hand she guided her tip through her wetness.
"I want you too." Quinn held herself up on her arms, stretched each side of Rachel's head, and looked down at her for one last confirmation.
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Rachel was curled on her side, facing the ample windows, when she stirred awake. She had lost track of what time it was and how much time they had until they needed to go back, but none of that mattered really. None of that mattered when the body behind her moved in their own sleep, curling around her protectively.
With one glance over her shoulder, she relaxed at the sight of Quinn Fabray sleeping soundly behind her, holding her tight enough to know if she ever moved. Holding her loose enough not to feel her suffocating.
"Hey, you're awake." Quinn whispered in a low and raspy tone that made her tingle all over.
"So are you." Rachel's hand laced with Quinn's over her hip and brought her arm around her waist, holding her hand over the mattress.
"I was exhausted." Quinn molded herself against her back and nuzzled her face in her hair, kissing the back of her neck. "You're okay?"
"I am more than okay." Rachel brought her palm to her mouth and kissed it. She kissed her love line and nuzzled her fingers that still faintly smelled of her.
"No regrets?" Quinn whispered quietly.
"Quinn." Rachel lifted their arms just to roll over in her embrace and push their foreheads together, as soon as she was facing the blonde. "You've been great. It was perfect."
"I wanted to do it after a romantic date or on your debut night. This just happened and-"
"And it was more than I could ever imagine." She used her hand to tilt her head back and kiss her. "I didn't need anything but you."
"Does it hurt?" She caressed along the side of her ribcage.
"No, not at all." Rachel curled her fingers behind her neck and tugged her down to kiss her softly. "You've been perfect and patient."
"I just wanted to take care of you." Quinn brushed her lips over hers. "It was your first time, this memory will stay with you for a long time."
"I will never forget about it." Rachel leaned in to kiss her a little bit harder. She nibbled on Quinn's bottom lip and drew her closer, locking her leg behind her thigh.
"We should get something to eat before we get on the road." Quinn mumbled between the hard kisses. She was soon tipping Rachel over, on her back, and got on top of her, between her legs.
"We can grab a bite later, but I am not hungry for food." She whimpered when Quinn sheathed herself inside, pumping lazily in and out of her.
"You want more of this?" She hiked her leg higher on her waist, giving herself more room to slide in and out of the brunette under her.
"God yes." Her hand sneaked between her legs to give herself a rub. She circled her nub the way Quinn had, throughout their afternoon under the sheets.
"You're so tight that it's hard not to burst in, after a couple of thrusts." She buried her face against her neck. She thought of anything that could help her prolong it.
"Don't care. Just do it." Rachel nodded against her ear. She was close to coming for the umpteenth time.
"Fuck. Fuck." Quinn's moans were choked by the pleasure coursing through her body. She lifted her hips off the mattress to hit the deeper spot within her, shooting her warm essence right inside.
"Quinn." It took her a pinch against her clit to tumble after her, clenching and unclenching around the girl's shaft still throbbing inside of her.
"Yes. I'm here…" She nuzzled her temple and kissed it. She squeezed her fingers around Rachel's asscheek and dropped her hips down, still buried in.
"Don't move. Not yet." Rachel nestled herself against her neck and Quinn just curled her arm around her head, tucking their heads close as they shared the aftermath quietly.
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"So, how did it go?" Tina found her in the cafeteria, sitting at the table alone if not for a mug of tea and a heavy textbook.
"It was eventful, she is like royalty back home." Rachel looked up from her textbook. "Most popular girl with boys and girls."
"I'm not surprised. She strikes me as the Queen Bee." She nodded. "You've met her friends?"
"She had more frenemies really. But I met one of her best friends and he was nice, really. He might visit soon." She went back to her book. "I love her."
"Quinn?" Tina looked up from her cup.
"Yes. I fell for her so fast and she makes me feel loved." She looked at her friend. "The way she holds me or just looks at me." She blushed lightly at the memories of Quinn looking at her, throughout their first time.
"You did it right?" She squealed at her.
"Be quiet, Tina." She lowered her voice. "And to answer your question, yes. Quinn and I had an intercourse, well does it count as one even if we had multiple orgasms?" She said in a hushed voice.
"Ew, TMI." She raised her hands up in surrender.
"Oh please, I've heard stories about Mike's performances and it was way more shocking than this." She closed the textbook with a sigh.
"Fine, how was it? No regrets?" Tina sipped from her coffee.
"No, of course not." She shook her head vigorously. "But I've got another problem now."
"You're not pregnant, right? It'd be too soon to know anyway." Tina chuckled nervously.
"No, Tina. I am not pregnant." She leaned over to smack her arm. "My girlfriend is hot, Tina. That's my problem."
"Well, you've always found her hot. What's new?" She nodded.
"The thing is that I want to do it again." She huffed. "Since we did it, I can't stop thinking about it and I am easily distracted." She dropped her head on the table. "She is just sitting there, at her desk, reading a book and I just want to mount her like there's no tomorrow."
"Tmi!" She blushed hard. "It's perfectly normal to want to explore your physical relationship, Rachel. You're 20 not 80 and I read about people in their 80s having a healthy and regular sex life." She patted her hand.
"What should I do? I need to focus on my studies and the play." She looked at her friend.
"Have you talked to Quinn about it?"
"No. But I think I should." Rachel nodded.
"Well, that's my cue." Tina patted her hand again and raised herself from the bench, when a familiar blonde approached. "Friday night, double date." She said without hearing anything from Rachel.
"We'll be there." Quinn beat Rachel to reply and slipped on the bench beside the brunette. "Hey you."
"Hi." Rachel's hand curled behind her neck to draw her in a soft kiss. "How did your training go?"
"Same old." Quinn shrugged and circled her waist with her arms, pulling her closer. "Your lessons?"
"Boring." Rachel shifted enough to allow their knees to touch each side of the bench.
"Nothing about Drama Theory should be boring to you, Rachel." She chuckled. "What's the truth?"
"I could barely hear a word of what he said." She nuzzled her face against her neck. "I just got distracted and it's all your fault."
"My fault?" Quinn kissed the skin behind her ear and rubbed along her back. "I know better than text you when we're in class."
"I can't stop thinking about it." Rachel whispered in her ear. "I close my eyes and all I feel is you against me or inside me." She gripped her by the hem of her shirt.
"We can't have this conversation here." Quinn gulped and tugged her out of the seat. She pushed the book and the notebook inside Rachel's backpack and draped it over her own shoulder.
"Where's the fire?" Rachel was struggling to keep up with the girl's pace but they didn't have to go too far. When their dorm came into view. Once inside, she had no time to address her when a soft mouth collided with hers and Quinn's body pinned her against the door.
"I can't stop thinking about it, either." Quinn mumbled against her mouth. "I can barely fall asleep when you're in bed with me, now. I just want you again and again."
"God me too." Rachel nodded. "It's been two weeks and all I want is to have you inside me again." She fumbled with Quinn's belt.
"Bed?" Quinn kissed down her neck, leaving angry marks on her way down and when she reached her collarbone, she lifted Rachel off the floor and dropped her on the closest bed - hers.
"Take those off." Rachel had reached under her skirt to remove her panties and when Quinn bared herself, she just flipped her skirt up and beckoned her closer, until they were pressed together and the blonde found herself back inside her.
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"God, I totally needed that." Rachel dropped face down on the mattress and Quinn followed after her, curling around her from behind.
"Me too." Quinn was still rubbing against her core, after having finished inside her for the third time in a row. "I need a freaking break…"
"If you say so." Rachel tilted her head back to kiss her. She curled her forearm around her head and gripped her by the hair, tugging until her tip teased her hole again. "See?"
"You're too tempting to resist." Quinn dropped her forehead on her shoulder and pulled her hips back. "But I can't come again." She simply laid against her back, holding her from behind.
"Spoilsport." Rachel curled in her arms and settled down, resting her head on the pillow.
"Rachel…" Quinn nuzzled her ear and kissed it. "I love you." She whispered it so quietly that if not for her musically trained ears, she would have not heard it.
Rachel pushed back to roll around in her embrace and when she did, she pulled Quinn down for an earth shattering kiss. She kissed her so hard that Quinn saw all the stars and the moon in the high sky.
"I love you too." Rachel mumbled between the kisses and it was Quinn's turn to kiss her hard. It was her turn to sweep her off her feet.
"I know it's still early but I watched you sleep last night, and I couldn't wait anymore." Quinn cradled her head with her forearms. "I love you so much."
"I love you too." Rachel nodded and kissed her again. "God, I don't wanna leave your arms anymore. Can we just stay here?"
"I think they'd have to say something against it." She chuckled. "But we could move off campus next year? Find a small studio apartment around the neighborhood."
"We?" Rachel looked at her.
"Of course. We already live together and we know we're compatible." She looked ag their tangled bodies.
"We definitely are." Rach leaned in for a kiss.
"I'll miss leaving a tie around the doorknob when we're otherwise engaged." Quinn chuckled against her lips. "Maybe we should always leave it hanging there."
"Don't you dare, Quinn." Rachel poked her chest.
"Kidding." Quinn leaned down to kiss her softly.
"You bet or no sex for two weeks." Rachel nuzzled along her jawline.
"You'd be suffering with me." Quinn chuckled but Rachel caught her with a death glare. "I won't do it again. Scout honor."
"You never were a Scout!" Rachel smacked her head with a pillow and what was supposed to be a steamy rest of the afternoon, ended up with a pillow fight and feathers all over in the room.
The End