A/N: And I'm back! I know it's later than I wanted to come back but things just kind of picked up earlier this month, and I've been busy. My goal is to finish this story by the end of this year, so hopefully that'll mean a bunch of updates. This isn't my best work, but I really wanted to get something up for you guys. This chapter is really just the fuel for the next.
Okay, so just a few things for you to know we're looking at a bit of a time jump that'll put us in late December (last chapter was early December), and obviously Quinn and Rachel have been advancing in the sexual aspect of their relationship.
"Ahh! Quinn! Stop it!" Rachel wheezed out between laughter as her blonde girlfriend continued to tickle her.
"Admit it!" the blonde demanded as she continued to assault her girlfriend with tickles.
"I- simply cannot." The brunette countered still laughing even though Quinn had finally stopped tickling her and was now just staring at her as she spoke. "I haven't met enough lawyers to agree or disagree that you are the best lawyer in New York," she breathed her arms circling around Quinn's neck as the blonde continued to stare down at her in complete awe. "What?" Rachel asked after a minute of silence with Quinn just staring at her.
"You're beautiful," the blonde whispered before leaning down to capture Rachel's lips in a slow kiss. Rachel brushed the girl's blonde locks from her face after a moment of kissing.
"I actually believe it when you say it," Rachel admited quietly. "When you call me beautiful, I actually believe it."
"It's true," Quinn countered before the brunette could continue. "And I'll tell you every day for as long as you'll let me," she placed a small kiss against the girl's shoulder and moved her way back up to the girl's lips kissing her passionately. One of the hands that had been resting beside the shorter girl's head moved down to her waist as her hips started to rock on their own accord instantly causing her member to harden.
"Quinn," Rachel let out the blonde's name in a breathy moan when she ripped her lips away from soft lips.
"You want me to stop," It was more of a statement than an actual question and Quinn was about to pull away from Rachel when the brunette wrapped her legs around the lawyer's waist causing them both to moan.
"No. Keep going."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes," the brunette answered bucking her hips for further confirmation.
"Oh, fuck," dropping her face to crook of Rachel's neck the lawyer started to rock her hard, boxer covered member against Rachel's own panty clothed center. In that moment Quinn wanted nothing more than to pull down Rachel's boy briefs and release her member so that she could push into the girl, but she wasn't sure if Rachel was ready for that, and she didn't want to pressure the girl.
"Quinn, baby, I'm so close," Rachel moaned against her girlfriend's ear as her hands made quick work of the blonde's shirt and flinging somewhere in the room.
"I am too Rae. So close." Pushing the brunette's shirt up so she could wrap her lips around the girl's dark nipple Quinn smiled when Rachel threw her head back and pulled the lawyer closer to her body as her orgasm shot through her. The look on Rachel's face pared with wetness that was seeping through her underwear and on to Quinn's own was enough to send Quinn into her own orgasm. Stiffening on top of her girlfriend before shuttering Quinn felt her release stick to her thigh as it hit the inside of her boxers.
As soon as Quinn came down from her high she instantly felt self-conscious over what had just transpired between her and Rachel. It was rather foreign feeling to Quinn, the unease after bringing a woman to orgasm, but things were different with Rachel, and the blonde didn't want to mess it up. "Do you regret it?" Rachel questioned, taking notice of the somewhat tense blonde and breaking her from her thoughts.
"No. Do you?" the lawyer asked quietly.
"Of course not," Rachel placed an innocent kiss against Quinn's cheek before running her fingers through the girl's choppy hair.
The two laid there in silence for awhile, just enjoying the feeling of the other's breathing until Quinn shifted a little and realized that her come had dried against her. "I should probably um clean up," the lawyer spoke softly against Rachel's ear before kissing her softly, and pushing herself up off her girlfriend, and sauntering off to the bathroom. Rachel couldn't help but chuckle as she watched pale ass cheeks saunter off.
Rachel stretched herself across the king sized mattress, a dreamy smiled covering her features as she basked in the after math of her orgasm. Her eyes were just drifting close when "Baby!" Quinn called from inside the bathroom. "I was thinking maybe we could go for brunch today? What do you say?"
Pulling herself out of bed Rachel poked her head inside the blonde's bathroom to make sure she was in the shower before walking in. "That sounds great baby."
"Awesome." Quinn slightly slid open the shower door and slimed at the small brunette. "Just let me finish up in here and then you can shower, and we'll be off."
Leaning over, Rachel pecked her girl's lips. "Perfect."
An hour later found Quinn and Rachel sitting in a small bistro. "So what exactly did you order me?" the lawyer questioned, she had gone to the bathroom and told Rachel to order whatever since she wasn't exactly a picky person.
"I got you the French Toast, and fresh squeezed orange." Rachel answered smiling when Quinn took her hand and began rubbing slow circles over her knuckles.
"And for you?"
"A vegan croissant with orange juice."
"That's it?" the lawyer questioned with a slight tilt of her head her eyes shining with concern.
"No. It comes with chopped fruit."
"Rach-"
"I'm fine Quinn, but I promise if I'm still hungry when we finished I'll get something on the way out."
Smiling Quinn brought Rachel's hand to her lips and placed a delicate kiss where she had been drawing circles. "Fair enough."
"So we have the French toast," a waitress walked up to the girl's table carrying French toast and glass of orange juice followed by a man holding Rachel's food. "And freshly squeezed orange juice?"
"Right here," Quinn reluctantly pulled her hand away from Rachel's and allowed the waitress to set her food down. "Thank you.'
"My pleasure."
"That must leave you with the croissant fruit, and freshly squeezed," the man smiled and set down Rachel's food.
"Thank you," Rachel returned his smile, and was about to say thank you to the waitress who had her head down and was scribbling something down on paper, when she realized who the young girl was. "Marley?"
"Yeah, how'd you- holy crap, Rachel Berry?"
Rachel quickly stood and gathered the younger girl in her arms. "It's been too long Marley."
"I know," the blue eyed girl gushed her arm rubbing up and down Rachel's arm in a friendly manner, although Quinn didn't quite see it the same way. "It's because you, San, and Britt stopped having your awesome parties that we all gathered at," the girl teased.
Rachel threw her head back and laughed as she recalled the quite awesome parties they used to throw before Britt left with Mike on tour. "I know, but it was just me and San for awhile, so having a party never seemed quite right. Oh forgive me, Marley this is my girlfriend Quinn Fabray, Quinn this is a friend of mine from NYADA. We had dance together junior year."
"Pleasure," Quinn stood and shook the girl's hand before gently placing a hand on Rachel's lower back.
"Wow, the Quinn Fabray?" Marley asked clearly shocked as she shook the lawyer's hand.
"Well it depends on what you've heard about me whether or not I'm 'the Quinn Fabray'"
"All good things," Marley reassured before turning back to Rachel. "I gotta get back to work Rae, but we should all get together soon."
"Yes of course."
"Awesome, do you still have my number?"
"Yeah, I'll call you later, when I'm with San and Britt and we'll schedule something."
"Sounds perfect. It was great seeing you again, and nice meeting you Quinn." With a final smile Marley parted from the couple, allowing them to take their seats, and to dig into their meals.
"Hey B," the Latina greeted as she stepped into the dance studio. "Sorry I'm late things took longer than I expected." She apologized offering the blonde a kiss on the cheek which she of course accepted.
"It's okay San, you can make it up to me by taking me for mac n' cheese."
Chuckling slightly the Latina nodded, "I think I can do that, come on," reaching for the girl's paler hand Santana led the blonde out of her studio and across the street and to the restaurant that sold Brittany's favorite mac n' cheese.
"San," Brittany called softly wrapping her hands around the girl's arm to stop her from walking in. "I know you don't really like this place. We can go somewhere else."
"I may not like it Britt, but you do. I know they have your favorite mac."
"Yeah, but then what will you eat?" the dancer asked her sadness showing through.
"Aw, B don't be sad. Why don't we get the mac n' cheese to go, then we'll grab something for me, and eat in the park? Sound good?"
Instantly the blonde perked up and nodded her consent.
Fifteen minute later found the two girls lounging on the grass in central eating and chatting. "So I was thinking, maybe this Friday we could go to club or something." The Latina suggested absent mindedly. "I think it'd be nice."
"Definitely," the dancer agreed. "It's been awhile since I've danced just to dance."
"Awesome, I'll call Rachel to see if she's up for it, and to check whether or not she's coming home."
"Yeah, she's been spending a lot of time at Quinn's," Brittany tagged on quietly, she had been trying to find away to breech the subject with Santana, just to make sure she was doing okay.
"That she has. I don't think I've never seen her this happy before B. That blonde just does something to her. I like seeing her smile the way she has been, even if it's not because of me."
Choosing not to comment on the fact that Brittany herself had seen that smile whenever Rachel was with the Latina she moved on to the obvious choice of words. "Are you okay S?" the bubbly blonde questioned resting her hand on the girl's arm.
"Yeah, I'm fine. It gets easier every day, doesn't hurt as much when I see them together."
"That's good Sannie. You deserve to be happy."
"Thanks Britt."
Next chapter EVERYBODY's... (wait for it... wait for it) GOING CLUBBING, and I mean everybody. Bonnie, Marley, Quinn, Rachel, Mike, Santana, and Brittany will all be together next chapter.
Review let me know how you feel, what you want to see int he next chapter, do you like that Marley was the added character, if you've missed this story, you know, just whatever.