I saw a tiktok that said everyone was going to be reading fanfic during quarantine so writers should update their shit... so why the hell not. Admittedly I'm a bit rusty.
And not sure if this is needed, but I don't own glee or their characters.
Quinn laughed as she felt Rachel's hand vibrating with excitement in her own. A few days prior Rachel had approached Quinn about going to a club with all of their friends, and the girl Marley, they had run into during brunch. While Quinn had been hesitant, the minute Rachel whipped out the puppy dog eyes the blonde was a goner and relented immediately with the promise of getting them into one of the more luxurious clubs in the city.
"Careful there Miss Berry, you might tire yourself out before we get inside." Quinn teased as she looked down at the girl adoringly.
"I can't help it, I love being able to go out and dance fun, not having to worry about a grade, or making sure the students are understanding the moves."
"Well, then, just be sure to save a dance for me," said Quinn with a wink as they approached two large bouncers dressed in jeans a t-shirt. "Hey guys," she greeted.
"Ms. Fabray," the shorter of two, a man with dark kin and dark eyes, greeted. "Just two tonight?"
"No, I have a group coming behind me, Bennet, Chang, Pierce, Lopez, and," Quinn trailed off realizing she didn't know the girl's last name.
"Rose," Rachel supplied.
"Got it, " the same bouncer replied with a nod. "We'll let them know where you are when they arrive," he stepped out of the way prompting the two to step towards the entrance. "Enjoy your night."
"Thank you," Quinn pulled her hand out of Rachel's and rested it guidingly on her lower back as they walked inside.
Slowly the thumping beat of the DJ's mix filled their ears and their bodies started to buzz at the feeling. The walls were lined with mirrors and the, as yellow lights faded out and vibrant blues, greens, purples, and red took over. Rachel couldn't help the gasp that escaped as the pair stepped out the hall and into the club space. The place was huge, bodies weremoving everywhere as the DJ played bass heavy music that the different color lights floating around flickered in tune with the music. The bar was long and expanded the entire length of a wall, several bartenders were sat behind it pulling alcohol down from seemingly invisible shelves that ran up the wall and required the assistance of a rolling ladder.
Quinn smirked, amused as she watched Rachel take in the space. "Quinn," Rachel breathed and turned to look at the other woman. "This is incredible."
"Yeah," Quinn agreed and led Rachel to a blocked off VIP sections where a larger tattooed and long bearded bouncer was waiting. "But this is even better."
"Good evening Ms. Fabray," He greeted as he pulled away the barrier so they could enter the space. "The name's Dominic, and I'll be keeping this space occupied by only you and your guest for the evening."
Rachel stared with mouth agape as she took in the VIP section and listened to Dominic's introduction. For the first time since they started dating Rachel took in just how important and well-off Quinn really was.
"Much appreciation Dominic," Quinn answered and pulled Rachel into the space. She settled her on the seating booth while she surveyed the several bottles of liquor and mixers that were sitting in wait on the center table.
"Holy crap Quinn, how did you even- I mean. I know I asked If we could go out with everyone, but this is- beyond that."
"Well," Quinn began as she pulled the bottle of rum out of the group an sat back next to Rachel "I figured you deserved all the works with classes finally being over and you finally getting a chance to breathe. Plus, you seemed really excited about going out."
Before Quinn could register, Rachel gripped on to her tan leather jacket and pulled the lawyer in for a bruising kiss. Quinn's hands immediately wrapped around Rachel's waist and she eagerly reciprocated the kiss tongues meeting instantly.
Neither woman could deny the fact that ever since their impromptu grinding session the week prior the sexual tension between them had been rising uncontrollably. Rachel couldn't get the idea of feeling Quinn's naked body pressed against her own out of her head. And Quinn, well Quinn had certainly experienced an increase of self gratification with images of the brunette racing through her mind with every stoke.
Rachel was straddling Quinn's lap with her arms wrapped around her neck and their lips locked in a heated kiss when Santana's voice invaded dripping with disgust. "For fucks sake, can you please catch your breath long enough to let this guy know we're good."
Forcing her lips away from her girlfriend's Rachel looked over at the small group that had formed by Dominic, who looked as though he had been trying to get their attention for a minute or so. "Sorry," she climbed off of Quinn's lap and nodded to Dominic letting him know the group was good. "Hi," she squealed running up to Santana and letting the taller woman scoop her up into a warm embrace, and the rest of the group said their hellos and made introductions.
"We have liquor and mixers in here, servers walk around and collect order for the bar if you want something specific, dance wherever you want, and restroom are in the back on the left. Now, shots." Quinn exclaimed as a server approached the area with a tray of shots.
Each member of the group took one of the offered shots and tossed it back, Quinn, unsurprisingly the only one not to grimace as it raced down her throat.
"Another round?" the server asked pointedly at Quinn, with batting eyelashes. The girl was tall with legs for days, and platinum blond hair that practically reflected the lights that filled the club. She was dressed in black shorts that left very little to the imagination and in a low cut purple t-shirt with the club logo on it.
"Maybe in twenty minutes or so," Quinn said with her eyes glued to Rachel who was speaking animatedly with Santana and Marley, her body naturally swaying with the music. "But, would you mind bringing around an assortment of cocktails?" Quinn asked bringing her attention back to the server.
"Yeah of course. I'm Mandy by the way. I'll be taking care of you for the night."
"Thank you."
With a smile and a wink Mandy made her way out of the VIP area and off to the bar.
"Quinn," Rachel shouted over the music, her hand grasping on to Santana's arm who had been begrudgingly dragged along. "We're going to go dance out on the floor. Come with us."
"I haven't enough alcohol for that, but," Quinn leaned in to give the brunette a light kiss, "Have fun."
With very clear excitement Rachel pulled Santana out of the area, with Brittany, Marley and Mike following close behind.
"I have a feeling we're going to have a hard time pulling them out of here later on," Bonnie joked as she took a seat on the couch beside Quinn. She too, needed several drinks before being brought out on to the dance floor.
Several hours later, and after many many drinks Bonnie and Quinn had managed to make it out on the dance floor to join their group. Bonnie was in between Brittany and Santana enjoying the feeling of both women pressed up against her as they moved in rhythm with the beat. Marley was nearby dancing with a guy she'd met while there, and Mike, a man incapable of holding his alcohol, was on stage, shirtless and showing off his moves. And Quinn had Rachel pressed up against her front side, her hands gripping her waist as she followed each and every sway of the girl's body.
Quinn was sporting was sporting a semi hard and she knew Rachel could feel it and the fact that the girl was practically encouraging it with every move she made only made Quinn want her more. Unable to control herself any longer Quinn spun Rachel around and crashed their lips together.
The kiss was needy, their tongues danced around one another each as they fought for dominance. Rachel relented and melted into Quinn's embrace as the blond wrapped her arms around her.
Quinn's tongue traced Rachel's bottom lip begging for entrance which Rachel eagerly granted. As their tongues danced together both woman's hips continued to move with the music exploding all around. "Fuck, Rach," Quinn mumbled against the girl's lips, "I want you."
Rachel nodded franticly in agreement before detaching herself from Quinn just long enough to whisper in Santana's ear before grabbing Quinn's hand and dragging her out of the club.
Quinn slammed Rachel against the front door as soon as the stepped inside. The cab ride to her loft had been pleasantly torturous with Rachel's lips attached to her own as one hand rubber her through her jeans and the other pulled at her golden mane.
Quinn's lips trailed kisses down the NYADA's student neck, sucking and biting wherever she please. "Quinn," Rachel released her name in a breathy moan, "bedroom baby. Bedroom." Quinn nodded in understanding and slid her hands down the woman's leg to grip the underside of her thighs hinting for Rachel to wrap her legs around her. Rachel took the hint and moaned when Quinn hoisted her further up before carrying the girl to her bedroom. So hot.
After setting the girl on her bed Quinn took a few steps away so she could gather herself and attempt to clear her booze and a sex hazed mind long enough to have this conversation.
"What's wrong?" Rachel asked leaning up on her elbows and looking at Quinn with dark hungry eyes.
"We don't have to do anything if you don't want to."
Rachel stared at Quinn with furrowed brows, "Why wouldn't I want to do this?"
"Well you're drunk and I'm drunk and I don't want you to regret it."
Rachel nodded a she picked up on Quinn's train of thought and stood to approach the woman giving her hips an extra sway along the way. "Quinn, if I may be blunt," Rachel said a she zipped down her skirt and let it pool around her heels, leaving her in black lace panties. "Since that morning I haven't been able stop thinking about the moment you finally take me" Quinn gulped at the honesty, her eyes darkened at the sight of Rachel peeling off her shirt and putting on display a matching black lace bra.
"You have?" Quinn asked breathlessly. Rachel nodded in response, watching and waiting to see what Quinn's next move would be. "I haven't been able to stop thinking about that morning either. Hearing you moan my name," Quinn's dick twitched as she remembered the sound. "That's all I've been able to think about," she admitted before dropping her jacket to the floor and stepping closer to the brunette and leaning down to brush her lips against Rachel's.
Quinn guided them back towards the bed and unhooking and removing Rachel's bra while their lips never parting as the kiss grew heated and needy. Haphazardly Rachel undid the buttons of Quinn's shirt and pushed it offer shoulders and immediately gripped mounds of flesh that Quinn had opted not to cover with a bra.
"Fuck, Rach," Quinn's hips thrust against the girl when fingers rolled and pinched perk pink nipples.
Pale fingers trailed along trailed down the side of Rachel's body leaving a trail of heat in their wake. Pink lips attached to tan skin, as Quinn kissed her way down Rachel's body, she paused to wrap her lips around dark nipples, biting and licking just the right way to cause a deep guttural moan to erupt from Rachel's lips as her hands threaded themselves in short choppy blond locks.
Quinn toyed with the hem of Rachel's underwear, her body rolling against the girl in the process. "Can I take these off?" The blond asked.
Rachel nodded eagerly and reached down to assist Quinn in pulling down the lace garment. Quin continued her kisses, stopping to bring suck on the woman's dark nipple as her hand snaked down between their bodies to slide her fingers between the woman's folds. Rachel arched at the contact, and brought Quinn's lips to her own at the feeling of a single digit entering her. "Fuck, Quinn."
"You're so wet Rach. Is that all for me?" Quinn husked against the woman's lips before adding a second finger. She pumped in and out of Rachel at pain staking slow pace, working the tiny diva and enjoying how wet she was getting.
"More Quinn." Rachel begged. "Fuck me. Take me."
Quinn nodded eagerly and coated her member with Rachel's juices before she lined herself with Rachel's entrance and slowly pushed her hips forward until she was fully encompassed by Rachel's warmth. Rachel hissed at the feeling of being so full, and Quinn heeded her desire to move until receiving a slight nod from her lover. Quinn's pace was slow, allowing Rachel a chance to adjust.
When Quinn felt Rachel's legs wrap around her waist Quinn began to pound faster into the girl loving the way Rachel matched each of her thrust and her walls squeezed her member, "Fuck, you feel incredible Rachel, I don't know how long I'll be able to hold back," Quinn dropped her face between Rachel's neck and collar bone, she kissed the space there using the leverage of her forearms to harder thrust into the woman.
"It's okay baby," Rachel gripped Quinn's back, her nails leaving angry red mark as they dragged down the porcelain skin, "I'm close. Rub my clit." Quinn's hand snaked down between their bodies to rub and pinch Rachel's clit. "Oh fuck Quinn, don't stop. Don't' stop."
The feeling of Rachel tightening around Quinn's member was too much, Quinn's balls tightened and her thrusting grew faster pace as she fought every burning desire to come until Rachel was ready. "Rachel. Oh, fuck, Rachel. I'm gonna come." Quinn panted out.
"Me too. Right there.". Quinn could feel Rachel spasm around her dick as scream erupted from the back of her throat and her legs lifted to wrap around pale legs to hold her in place. The feeling of Rachel's walls milking her member was enough to send Quinn over the edge, her body stiffened above Rachel as she released her seed inside the woman.
Quinn pulled out of Rachel and collapsed beside her. The room was silent as both women tried to catch their breath. "I could do that all day," Quinn said with a chuckle. And it that was the moment Quinn Fabray realized she would be putty in Rachel's hands for a very long time because she definitely didn't want to put her dick anywhere else.
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