WARNING THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS HEAVY SMUT! DO NOT READ AHEAD IF YOU ARE UNCOMFORTABLE WITH THE TOPIC OF SEX. THERE ARE NO MORE WARNINGS BEYOND THIS POINT.

3am. I am woken by the sound of thrashing sheets, moving to and fro, and the warmth once covering and protecting me from the cold are ripped off of me. I jolt up and press my back harshly against the headboard of the bed, breathing rapidly in fear. What was happening? I take a second and examine my surroundings to see Quinn, groaning as she thrashed in her sheets.

"Quinn? Quinn are you awake?" I ask. No response.

She was having a nightmare, a bad one. I place my hands on her shoulders and shake her body. "Quinn! Wake up! You're okay, it's all just a dream!" Her body launches towards mine, hugging me tightly as she begins to cry. "Shhh…it's all over. You're okay. I'm right here."

She nuzzles deeper into my chest, still holding onto me tightly as if her life depended on it. "Thank you…"

"Of course." I smile. And without thought, I kiss her forehead, holding her closer to me. When I realized what I had done it was too late.

I had always felt a need to protect the blonde from anything and everything I possibly could. I had always wanted to nurture her and let her know that as long as she was with me, she would be safe. I loved the way she would nuzzle against me, as if she was letting me know that she did feel safe, and she trusted me. "You're very cozy."

I giggle. "Thank you."

I pull the covers back over us, still holding her close to me, when I feel something soft land on my neck. A familiar sound echos throughout the room, when I realize what's happening. She's kissing my neck. Instead of nodding or telling her to continue, I lean my head back to allow her better access as she sucks, kisses and licks near my pulse point. The feeling was astounding, and a soft huff of air escaped my lips. But still I wondered, why was she doing this? "Quinn…what're you doing?"

"Kissing your neck, duh." She giggles.

"But…why?" I barely say.

"Why not? Is it bothering you?" She replies.

"N-No it feels really good…but I don't understand why you're doing it." I say.

"I've always wanted to. From the moment I caught you staring at me. I saw the longing in your eyes to be touched, to be closer to me. And I knew then what I had to do." She smiles.

"I…you saw?" I cringe.

"Of course I did. Why else would I come over to your desk, silly?"

"To help me?" I try.

"Well, not exactly."

She kisses down my neck near my chest, lingering her tongue there, teasing my skin. Then I hear her whisper: "Take your shirt off."

"Quinn…" I warn.

"It's okay. No need to be shy."

"Okay, okay. But before I do this, I need to know how you feel." I blush.

"I like you."

"I like you too."

And with that, I slowly remove my shirt, exposing my bare breasts. (Nobody wears a bra to bed.) Quinn examines them, every inch, grazing her fingertips against them. "Beautiful…" She mutters. And lightly, she pinches my nipple, rolling it between her thumb and index finger. A soft moan escapes my lips, and she knows what she is doing is working. A smirk forms on her face as she leans down and takes my other nipple into her mouth. She traces her other hand up and down my side, sending tingles all over my body.

"Oh my god…" I moan.

"We're just getting started baby."

She moves down my body, setting herself between my legs as she swiftly removes my pajama pants. Then she looks up at me, asking for permission to continue. I nod quickly. She grabs each side of my underwear and slowly pulls it down my body, looking over each inch of exposed skin as it's revealed. The underwear is tossed aside in the growing pile of clothes, soon to be forgotten. Quinn stares in awe at my completely exposed body, hovering her fingers above it as she looked over each inch. "So amazing…" She whispers. She wraps her arms under my thighs, pulling herself closer to me. "Are you ready?"

"Yes." I nod.

She holds out her hand, and I grab it. "Squeeze if you need to, okay?"

I nod. She smiles at my lack of words, now knowing the affect she has on me. She hovers her face above me and begins to lick, immediately causing my back to arch. "Ohhh~" I moan, as she pulls herself closer to me, sucking my clit. "Quinn! Holy shit…"

"You okay?" She smirks, continuing to lick and suck.

"Y-Yes…please don't stop!"

She reaches up, playing with my boobs again as she sucks harder on my clit, bobbing her head up and down. She squeezes my hand, letting me know she was there for me. She reaches under with her other hand and slowly slid a finger inside of me, thrusting upwards. "Oh…oh my god~"

"You taste so good~" She moaned.

She thrusts deeper inside of me, faster and harder, and I clench around her with want. She chuckles, sliding in a second finger, and curling upwards. "Yes~" I praise. "So good…" I arch my back again, only to be pinned down by Quinn's arm. "Stay still." I hear. I nod. She thrusts faster, curling and uncurling, doing anything she can to help me reach my climax. I was panting heavily now, surprised by how amazing this felt, and how experienced Quinn was. How did she know to do all of this? I'll have to ask her later. My thoughts are soon interrupted by Quinn moaning, still licking me, enjoying my taste. The action caused me to become even more turned on. Her tongue was lapping up my juices as if she hadn't had anything to drink in ages, and it was an amazing feeling. I couldn't believe this was happening, and I felt myself nearing my climax.

"I'm really close Quinn…"

"Go on. Let it all out baby."

And with that, my eyes rolled to the back of my head, my back arched, and I came against Quinn's fingers. I open my eyes to hear a soft pop, and notice Quinn sucking her fingers. "So good…"