AN: Merry and Happy Christmas/New Years. I hope everyone is having a booze filled holiday season. Chapter 12 here and done. Yay for breaking 100k words.
Read and above all else, Enjoy. Review also, I do like feedback.
WARNING: In the later part of this chapter there is a Smut section. The work is rated M for an reason. This will be the only warning for future reference, seeing as I might hand in a scene now and again, I don't want to keep on putting up a warning.
So, you have been warned.
There is a lot more to an relationship than love.
Quinn flopped down onto Rachel's queen sized bed, phone in hand as she shot off a text to Santana saying that her and Rachel were going to be leaving to the party soon. Rachel being Rachel of course, was making quite the big deal about getting ready.
Even though Quinn had tried to explain that almost everyone either just throws some costume on the afternoon before Puck's Halloween party, or just showed up in the 'sexy' aisle of Party City. Rachel had just stared down Quinn explaining they were neither of those. They were going to dress up in the outfits she made and they would wow everyone with how amazing they looked. Then she did a minor Diva stormout, completed with a small adorable foot stomp, and locked herself into the bathroom to get ready.
Luckily Rachel lived in massive house with plenty of bathrooms for the blond to get her own costume on. She grumbled at the lack of attention from Rachel, of course the girl would take it the wrong way when Quinn explained the nature of Puck's parties. She shuddered a small bit, the last time she went to one of his parties it changed her life forever. Though it had taken a bit, she viewed it as one of the better things in her life, in a twisted way.
If she wasn't so hell pressed on repressing her feelings for Rachel she would of never of slept with him, which means she would of never of had Beth and now have Rachel as her other half. She felt a pain ping in her heart, Beth. It was easier for her to not think about it, no matter what anyone would ever say to her, she held a connection to that small little bundle she only heard for a few passing moments in her arms.
No matter what anyone would ever say about getting pregnant at 16, she only wanted the very best for her daughter, one day she would sit down with Beth and explain why she had to give her up, and just how much she loved that little bundle she held.
She dried her eyes with a piece of toilet paper, 'No more of that. Tonight is about you and Rachel finally having some fun and stop being an old married couple.'
Well that is what Santana always said, Quinn and Rachel both knew that they would rather pick a quiet night with each other over going out to one of the many highschool parties. Paired along with all of the emotional turmoil worthy of an old married couple, both were feeling the need to just be a normal teenagers for a night.
Hopefully finally stop with the teasing and finally give into their sexual frustration.
Quinn picked herself up from Rachel's bed, she could hear the smaller girl singing from behind the bathroom door. Pausing in front of the large mirror in the room, she ran her hands over the sides of her body. She had to hand it to Rachel, she did know how to make a wonderful outfit.
Blonde haired hanging free flowing and lightly curled at the ends, she wore a tight dark pair of blue jeans, a darker red pleather jacket finished off with a thick white turtleneck underneath. Namely for how cold it was outside, and to hide the glowing purple marks on her neck. Finished off with a rather realistic looking Lima City PD badge on her belt, she made a decent Emma Swan look alike.
She was pulled from her thoughts with the bathroom door finally opening and Rachel walking into the bedroom. Still humming a tone under her breath, she was almost finished getting ready, spraying some perfume onto her neck and wrists.
Quinn watched with darken jade eyes at Rachel's outfit. It wasn't anything really 'slutty' as most girls costumes were this day. Going with the "Madam Major" road with Regina, she wore a dark long pea coat, a dark red silk blouse, black scarf, with a black pencil skirt finished off with modest heels.
Quinn had been wrong the entire time, if Rachel wanted to dress up every Halloween just so she could see those long tan legs in heels and a skirt, she would dress up as a Smurf. Licking her lips she moved up behind Rachel, wrapping her arms tightly around her thin waist, whispering in her ear, "Madam Major."
Rachel shuddered against Quinn, giving a small smirk as she pressed up against Quinn, "I didn't say we had to roleplay also."
"I could think of a few," Quinn's breath was hot on Rachel's neck as her hand sprayed over her girlfriend tight stomach, "different things to roleplay."
Their eyes met in the mirror of the vanity, Rachel's usual chocolate eyes slowly darken with flushed red cheeks. Quinn's pale skin flushed red with desire, hazel eyes darkening to a jade green with each passing moment. The blonde raised a brow. a small smirk forming on her features as she leaned down to press a kiss to Rachel's temple.
"One of these days." Rachel mumbled as Quinn disconnected from her, going to grab her purse from where she threw it on her bed.
"I'll make sure to write that down." Quinn watched as Rachel threw the rest of her things into her purse, pausing though in front of the mirror and taking a deep breath.
Quinn raised a brow, less in the sexy smirk way, "You know we don't have to go tonight. We can stay in, rent a movie, and not watch it."
Rachel's cheeks blushed a darker shade of red now, eyes dropping to the floor. As tempting as Quinn always was to her, she shook her head, "We promised Santana that we would help her with Brittany. And we're hilariously anti-social."
"I wouldn't say hilariously." Quinn half pouted and mumbled as the two made their way out of the bedroom and down the stairs to the driveway.
Both were surprised, as they came down onto the ground floor to hear Hiram's voice coming from the living room, "Girls, come here before you leave."
Rachel flinched slightly, she hadn't seen her Father in days. Quinn on reflex leaned down to gently grab her hand. After the conversation in the restroom earlier that day Quinn stood now that Rachel still felt touch and go with Hiram. Mouthing 'I love you', the blonde dragged her into the living room where Hiram sat on the couch, piles of paper scattered all around him.
Hiram smiled up at the two girls, taking off his reading glasses, phone in hand, "I wanted pictures before you two left. For your future children." He gave a teasing smile as Rachel started having a coughing fit and Quinn trying to comfort her.
After Rachel had recovered and sent a glare at her Dad, her and Quinn posed for a few shots, their favorite being the one of Rachel standing onto Quinn's feet, foreheads pressed against each others, eyes only on each other.
It made Quinn's heart beat a little faster, and for Rachel to cling a little bit tighter onto Quinn's arm before jumping into Quinn's Red Jeep. While Rachel wanted to actually drive her car for once, on a night like Halloween it was better to leave the showy Range Rover at home.
Rachel was bouncing up and down in the passenger seat, this was her very first ever highschool party ever and she was now at the top of the social ladder. It not needed to be said that it was one of the first times going out not on a school night with Quinn in front of all their friends. Neither girl were not quite sure on how they were going to deal with that.
They had thought if they wanted before hanging out with the Glee Clubbers after the first few weeks of their relationship, that by then they would be pass the always need to be touching or near each other at all times of the day. It seemed they were very wrong, with each passing week the need to be always touching became stronger and stronger.
It made sense in hindsight really, while Rachel acted as an open person in public, in private she was afraid of Quinn leaving her again. Quinn was always a private and hidden person. As that fell away the two felt more at ease with opening up with each other. And at this point, both had a really hard issue of not being able to touch the other, something as simple as holding the other's hand spoke a million words to them.
Rachel finally stopped her bouncing when she felt Quinn's hand reaching over to gently grab hers, "I can feel you moving the entire car up and down."
"I am excited, Quinn. I never been to one of these parties before," Rachel could see a look of shame flash across Quinn's features for a few moments. No doubt the girl blamed herself for her bullying in that stopped Rachel from going to parties, "Don't worry I searched all over the internet about proper party edict."
Sometimes, Quinn just found Rachel too adorable for her own good. Stopping at a red light she offered a half smirk, "Oh really?"
"Don't give me that look, Quinn. I will have you know I research everything to the finest detail before I do it." Quinn couldn't help but to smile, Rachel was going back to the old way she spoke. In Between LeRoy leaving and the Cheerio's, Rachel started to speak in a much more 'normal' way. Quinn always found the way Rachel spoke was perhaps one of the cutest things about her.
"Oh really, everything?" Quinn didn't have to say more, seeing how red Rachel's face flushed red. She was sure at this point she was starting to sound like Puck but at it was just Rachel's effect on her it seems.
"Who would've thought that Quinn Fabray would be such a charmer." She gave her a playful smile as she leaned over the center console a bit to rest her head on her shoulder,
"Ohhh sarcasm. Research that one too?"
Sue kept glancing at her phone, before finally yelling out some curse word and throwing it at her wall. She had tried to call and text Shelby to get nothing in return. How dare that woman stand her up.
She was actually looking forward to it. She would be lying to herself if she didn't find Shelby attractive, granted she was an older carbon copy of Rachel. The woman knew she was being played, Shelby honestly thought that she would be able to pull a fast one on her. Flirt with her, deny her, leaving her wanting more, and then come in the last moment to get what she wanted.
The point was that she didn't understand what she was playing at. Sure, she was Rachel's Coach but there was nothing else to that. Did she plan to woo her and then try to explain why she was a terrible mother and human being.
Sue threw up her hands and gave up, this woman was up to something and one way or another she would figure it out. She was Sue Sylvester, the master of mind games and getting what she wanted.
Grabbing her jacket and a six-pack of beer she went to the only other place where she knew she could go to rant and plot.
Will eye's snapped from the stack of papers in his lap, he made a point to keep all the lights off at the front of the house, not wanting to be woke up every 5 minutes to pass out candy.
Honestly, he was not surprised to see Sue standing on his doorstep, holding a six pack of his favorite beer up, smile on her face.
"Date went that badly?" Will just stepped to the side and allowed the woman inside. Sue had been there a few times, knowing the way to the living room, she plopped down on the couch opening one of the bottles for herself.
"She didn't even respond to any of my calls or voicemails. She's playing hard to get for some reason." Sue kicked her shoes off and popped up her feet onto the coffee table in front of her, mindful of the Spanish papers he was grading.
Will popped down next to the woman on the couch. Moving the papers out of the way, he opened his own beer, "You sound almost disappointed."
"I was interested in seeing what she had planned."
"I think it was more than that."
Sue sighed and took a long swig from her bottle, leaning her head back against the couch and shutting her eyes. Will just sat in silence, mirroring her posture.
"Is it so wrong to be attracted to someone?" Sue whispered out finally, not moving from her relaxed position only moving her hand up to take a sip from her drink.
"Well no, it's overall just a weird situation. I can't begin to imagine what you're feeling." Will flinched slightly, he was usually rather skilled when it came to getting someone to talk about their feelings. After dealing with students for so long, it was something every teacher picked up.
Sue didn't speak right away. Giving a sigh as she took another sip from her beer. She was never one to talk about her feelings even before Linda. Linda...Linda had just gotten her, the first and only person she went with her issues. It just happened one day, like a hit over the head, 'Oh, this is what being in love feels like.'
"Linda told me to get over her, we were both so young. I have spent years and years trying to get over her. I feel so wrong feeling..attracted to Shelby." Sue's voice for soft as she tried to open up. She had begun to see that Will seemed to have a nack when it came to reading inbetween the lines and really understanding she she was feeling.
Truly a real friend. Though she would never admit it.
"Is it any worse being a married man, dreaming of another woman, and now that you're free to do what you please. You find that you don't actually like that other woman."
"The heart wants what it can't gets, and when it does, it doesn't want it anymore?" Sue said rather absent mindlessly as she moved she played with the bottle in her lap.
"Something like that." Will half mumbled out as his eyes looked over the mostly empty house. The thing he missed the most really, was coming home to Terri. He knew though that it wasn't because it was coming home to Terri, it was just coming home to anyone. After being married for so long, he was simply just lonely.
"We both know that she's still in love with you."
"Well she has Carl, and I have come to realized that I was wrong. I wasn't wrong to end it with Terri, we were and are toxic for each other. But while she might of been lying to me, I still feel terrible for thinking about Emma in that way when I was still married." Will didn't understand it, his wife was lying to him about being pregnant and he felt bad about thinking how it would feel to be with Emma.
"And that's why you're a good guy, Will. If it was me, I would of crushed Terri for that. I would of made sure everyone knew. I would of done terrible things in the name of revenge to try and make myself feel better. I still don't understand why you don't let me have a go at her."
"Because I just want that chapter of my life to be closed. I believe it's called a mild life crisis."
"Don't worry, I had one of those. Became a cheerleading coach and then a teacher."
"And how did that turn out?"
"Well, I am sitting here with you on a friday night drinking this cheap beer that you love."
Will have a chuckle, Sue's eyes drifting up and over towards the side of his face, "Who would of thought. I never thought that we would be friends."
"Now friends is a stretch." Sue gave a rather uncharacteristic grin and reached over to grab the remote off of the coffee table she had her feet up on, "Come on, let's see what shitty horror movies we can find."
The party had yet to start yet when Quinn and Rachel finally pulled up in front of Puck's house. the Glee kids had made a point of making sure all of them were getting there early, for most it was their first real highschool party and didn't know what to do.
Quinn was still trying to wrap her head around why Puck had made a big deal about personally inviting the Glee Club kids. She doubted it was just out of Mr. Schu speeches in the past month about team building.
Parking right in front of Puck's house, because they could. The sky was already dark and with no one in sight, Rachel gave a shy grin as she unbuckled her seatbelt. She reached over to gently press her lips to Quinn's, "Last chance to leave, Rachel."
"Oh come on, it'd be fun. What's the worst that can happen?"
Quinn flinched slightly, she didn't mean for it to be so obvious, but she had said something similar to herself the night she had sex with Puck. Rachel's eyes went wide and had to resist the urge to smack herself, "Oh, Baby, I am so sorry. I wasn't thinking."
Rachel tried her best to hold the girl from over the center console and in the middle of the dark street. Quinn just pressed a kiss to the top of Rachel's head before going to disconnect and get out of the Jeep, "It's fine, Rachel."
Rachel huffed and followed Quinn out of the car. Leaving their purses in the jeep, Quinn only brought her keys with her and slipped them into the tight pockets of her her jeans. Both girls on reflex drifted closer, almost going to hold hands before blushing and taking a more proper distance away from each other.
"I could change that memory into something amazing if you want," Rachel gave a shy smile through the dark.
"And now you know why I wanted to stay home." Quinn said dryly as they walked up Puck's driveway. She didn't bother knocking, entering into the house there was only the Glee Club gathered in the living room.
Rachel's eyes locked with a dark haired boy standing in between Sam and Kurt. She was pulled out of her thoughts of Puck coming in between Rachel and Quinn, "Look my favorite two Lesbros."
Quinn rammed her elbow into Puck's stomach, "Do not touch me. And be quiet about that."
"Hey hey, Baby Mama, no one else is here." Puck said as he stumbled backwards from the force of Quinn's bony elbow.
"Doesn't mean we just want to throw it around into everyone faces, Noah Puckerman. Just because Quinn and I are together doesn't mean we want to make a big deal about it." Rachel's voice rose, arms across her chest as she glared up at the boy.
The rest of the Glee Club watching in silence as Quinn and Rachel stood next to each other. Just the way they stood next to each other, how their bodies were turned, if it was if they moved as one in that moment. It was an oddly creepy sight for them, who was too used to them being at each other's throats.
Though when Kurt thought back, he could clearly see the sexual tension dripping off of them. He was pulled from his thoughts by Blaine leaning over and asking in a whisper as Rachel yelled at Puck, "Why is everyone staring at them?"
"Most of us have gone to school since we were small. Those two were always against each other."
"It's alright, I am new here also." Sam joined into the conversation, seeing as he was standing close to Blaine and Kurt.
Blaine smiled a little bit larger at the blonde haired boy. Kurt's smile fell into a frown for a passing moment before that smile was back. And Sam said he was straight, bunch of bullshit.
Rachel didn't even know what the big deal about these highschool parties. Sure she was sat next to Quinn surrounded by Cheerios and Football players, each hanging off of every word she said. They had given her so many compliment about her outfit and how pretty she looked.
She wouldn't be Rachel Berry if she didn't love all the attention being given to her. She just never thought that it would feel this odd. She grew up with this idea that everything she always wanted was attention, it was part of the reason why she had this burning need to become famous.
Or at least that what was her Therapist said.
And she was starting to believe it honestly. But she kept on finding her eyes drifting to the side of Quinn's head. She knew that sitting in the same armchair, herself placed in Quinn's lap was not the smartest thing to do, but the Cheerios didn't blink at it at all, used to the closest of the two.
The other kids knew better than to look long at the two, or God forbid actually mention the fact that the two look like they had some serious attraction for each other.
Rachel resisted the urge to press a kiss to Quinn's cheek as she stumbled out of the blonde's lap. Shuddering slightly when she felt Quinn's warm hand on her back helping her stand. She shot Quinn a smile over her shoulder as she stumbled towards the bathroom.
Of course nothing was ever that easy, stumbling into Lauren the Cheerio. Rachel had to resist the urge to sigh, while most of the Cheerios pretended to at least like her, Lauren was still the only one that was actively rude to her every single day.
And with her slight buzz and the burning feeling in between her legs for Quinn, now was not the time to deal with the bitchy blonde Cheerio.
Lauren narrowed her eyes and pushed Rachel back slightly against the wall when the smaller girl had knocked her shoulder into her on accident, "Watch where you're going, Berry." The girl hissed out as she stared down at Rachel.
Usually, Old Rachel would just smile, nod and keep on walking. But New Rachel, the one that was Quinn's girlfriend, Cheerio and Glee Co Captain didn't like taking shit from people she thought lesser to her anymore. So instead she squared up, staring up at the girl, "How about you try not to be a bitch for once."
All the time with Santana was starting to rub off on her when it came to being a bitch, added with the tequila shooters she did.
Lauren's nose flared as her hands balled up into fists. Taking a step closer, closing Rachel up against the wall, "Let me explain something to you, Freak. The only reason people act nice to you is because of the Cheerio uniform. they don't like you, no one likes you. You are nothing but a loud annoying little freak. Even your fucking fag Glee Club thinks that."
Rachel knew that was true, with all the conversations she had in her head about her new found popularity in the past month, but actually hearing it from someone else stung deeply in her heart.
"Face it, Berry. No. one. fucking. likes. you." With every word, she jammed her finger into Rachel's chest.
There was a tap on Lauren's shoulder, turning around she came face to face with Santana and Sam whom stood a bit off to the side of the latino girl, arms crossed over his chest.
Santana gave her best award winning bitch smile, "Excuse me, but no one fucking talks to my Hobbit like that." Lauren didn't even have time before Santana's hand came up and smacked across her face.
The girl can still not take any type of hit, Lauren started to drop to the floor clutching her face. Only for Santana to grip her by her hair and smashing her face against the wall of the hallway, "If you ever speak to my friend like that again, I will break your pretty little face in. You feel me?"
Santana seemed to appear much stronger than she looked, tossing the girl down the small hallway. Lauren stumbling a bit, just as Finn entered the hallway, most likely looking for his girlfriend. Clutching onto him, the red mark across her face, "What's going on here?"
"Finn, that fucking bitch attacked me."Lauren held onto her boyfriend's arm, his hand going to sweep her hair behind her ear, looking at the slap mark across her face.
It was times like these that Lauren actually felt bad. Just from the tender touching of Finn made her heart beat a little faster. She did have feelings for the boy, he was sweet and gentle. She really wouldn't mind just cuddling with him after this night and pretend she wasn't just using him. Lauren shook her head against Finn's chest, she needed to focus, if she wanted everything out of this school, she was going to need to separate heart from mind.
"Your thing, Orge, was attacking our dear Rachel here. Keep her away from Rachel." Santana stood with her hands on her hips staring at the boy.
Finn narrowed his eyes before looking in between the gathered group. Seeing Rachel still pressed against the wall and eyes down cast much like when Quinn used to bully her, he gave a sigh. He knew that Lauren didn't get along with most of the other Cheerios or Glee girls, he could already feel the coming headache on Monday.
"Come on, Finn. No one is home and we can have alone time." The girl was already pulling Finn down the hallway, trying to offer Rachel a smile but disappeared back into the house.
Santana huffed and uncrossed her arms, "What a fucking bitch." She looked back over towards Rachel who was still staring down at the ground. Taking a small step forward she placed a hand on Rachel's shoulder.
Rachel was close to tears and flinched when Santana tried rubbing her shoulder. She wasn't good when it came to crying girls or trying to make someone feel better. She glanced over towards Sam and motioned for him to do something.
The boy gave a small smile and moved to stand next to Santana. Wrapping an arm around Rachel, "You know, I am new here. I don't know much, but I do know that behind all that ego and drive, you have the biggest heart ever. I am your friend and I know Santana is your friend also."
Rachel smiled through her tears. It wasn't the best speech ever, but she threw her arms around the boy neck and hugged him tightly, "Thank you, Sam."
"Now enough of that mushy shit, come on Rachel, everyone is out back." Santan grasped her hand and pulled her into the backyard where a few of the gathered Glee Club members were sitting around Puck's firepit.
Quinn tried her best to listen to the other Cheerios as they talked and talked and talked about the most ran
dom things. She always remembered that even before she had Beth she struggled to actually listen to the rest of the popular caste.
Not to say that all were unintelligent, no. They seemed to be locked in the trivia of all the small things; like why was Britney was dating Arite, why was Lauren wearing those pants today, was it true if Coach Sue and Mr. Schu were dating.
Honestly, she barely put up with it when she cared about being popular, now she was numbed just from the talking. Plus the 6 beers she's pounded the buzz was the only thing keeping her from pounding her head into a nearby wall.
She glanced around the living room to see if she could make out her very small but very sexy girl. She wasn't that worried about something happening to her, every Cheerio knew to keep an eye on each other
But, her need to see if Rachel's legs tasted as good as they looked was slowly winning over everything else. Enough for her to get her legs working and stumbling out of the armchair. She waved off the few other Cheerios she was talking to and walked through to the kitchen.
Of course, she might of had more than just 6 beers, and with her low alcohol tolerance, she accidentally ran into someone.
That someone being an equally drunk Blaine Anderson. The rational and sober part of Quinn's mind thanked God that is was one of the gayest men she had heard, granted that was all from Kurt.
Pressing against him and his back into the wall, they were a fit of giggles as Blaine threw his arm around his shoulders, "Quinn you're not the blonde I am looking for."
Quinn giggled and lean into him as he lead them into the kitchen, "I am trying to find, Sam. Can you help me find Sam?"
"Why do you want Sam?" Quinn mumbled as they stumbled through the kitchen, passing Brittany perched in Artie's lap as he played beer pong against a few jocks. Quinn was sure her and Rachel were meant to talk to her.
'Mmm, Rachel.'
"Have you seen his face?" Blaine stopped in one of the house's hallways to look over towards Quinn, evening rolling his eyes to make the point.
"I rather much prefer Rachel's." That got a few passing raised brows as they tried to search each room of the house, Quinn was starting to wonder how Puck's mom afford this big of a house as a single mother.
"Here, you help me find Sam and I'll help you find Rachel, then we're perfect." Blaine explained as the kept on their journey through the house.
At one point they had searched most of the house and were currently sitting on the front steps of Puck's house.
The two sobering up slightly so they were less stumbling drunk and more just pleasantly buzzed, Quinn spoke up, "Well, at least I can that this time around I didn't end up in bed with a male."
"Nothing personal, but you're not my type." Blaine commented dryly as he sipped from a bottle of water.
"I thought for sure I had had a chance. What I am going to do now." Quinn commented as dryly, it seemed that the two had a match in drunk humor.
"I am sure you'll find someone."
"Mmm," Quinn said as she stared over the empty street, "Why aren't you with Kurt? I thought you two came together."
Blaine sighed and ran a hand through his loose hair, "Both him and Sam invited me to come. Kurt is sweet and all I just don't know how to tell him that I don't like him like that."
Quinn sighed and rested her forehead into her hand, "Why is it that all the other gay people I know have either toxic relationships or stuck."
"Well, that's rather rude. I'll have you know that I am perfectly normal. I just need a way to get Kurt off of my back so I can see where things goes with Sam."
"Is it really an issue, you goto an entire different school. Not like you see Kurt every day."
"Quinn, you don't understand, he just shows up. He's been talking about trying to switch schools because of some bullies."
Quinn's brow lowered, eyes going downcast. She had forgotten that her and Rachel were meant to deal with Dave. They had gotten sidetracked with LeRoy leaving and then just enjoying each other's company, they had gotten stuck in their own little world, "I am was supposed to take care of that for him."
Blaine raised a brow and took finished off the water bottle tossing it into the front yard where there was already covered in empty beer bottles, "I hate to sound rudeeee, but if you were able to force Dave off of Kurt, it might stop him from following me around everywhere I go."
If Quinn was sober she would comment that she would do it to help Kurt and not because Blaine wanted it, but Quinn just nodded dumbly as she stood, "I need to find my very small girlfriend."
Blaine waved her off, staying one the spot of the stairs. Passing Kurt in one of the hallways, she pressed a hand to his shoulder, "Monday, I will kill Dave, alright? Alright."
Kurt, whom was as equally as drunk as Quinn, just nodded and smile walking towards where Blaine sat.
Rachel ended up in lawn chair sat in between Sam and Santana.. Mike and Tina sat in one chair on the other side of the fire, Puck standing with a beer in hand staring into the flames. Out here in the backyard the boom of the music coming from the house.
"I don't even know where she came out, one day Finn just walked up to me on her arm, 'Puck dude this is my girlfriend'." Puck explained over the fire, taking a sip from the beer before throwing the bottle over his head and into the bushes.
"I heard about Rachel punching her in the face." Sam commented throwing a grin over towards the girl.
Rachel blushed and shrugged, "She smacked me across the face. I guess I just snapped."
"Remind me not to get you mad." Sam said with a smile as he sipped from his beer.
Rachel just grinned and leaned back into her chair, moving her rather long legs out in front of her to be heated by the fire. Suddenly she slammed the palm of her hand into her forehead, turning in her seat to face Santana was was looking at her with a quirked brow, "Santana! Brittany, why did you let me drink so much? Come on we need to go tell her how much you love her.."
Rachel was cut off by Santana placing her hand over Rachel's mouth. The girl kept on talking, muffled though. Santana just pressed her hand harder, "Rachel, Rachel. Let me speak, alright."
Rachel crossed her arms over her chest and pouted slightly but gave a small nod of her head. Santana dropped her hand, speaking, "You were too busy staring at the side of Quinn's head to notice anything. I got her alone and spoke to her."
"And?"
Santana just shook her head and sighed. It was then Rachel finally noticed through her haze Santana red and puffy eyes. A ping of pain shot up on her heart as she leaned over to hug the girl. Ever since the night in that McDonald's restroom, the two have become much closer, more so than the rest of the Cheerios, "Ohhhh, Santana. I am so sorry."
Santana just nodded into her shoulder. Wrapping her arms around the girl and giving her a tight squeeze before disconnecting, "It's fine, Rachel. Thank you, without you and Quinn talking to me, I would of never admitted it. I would of ended up throwing myself at Puck."
Puck in question was having a conversation with Mike and Tina, at hearing his name, he turned towards the two girls, "That can still happen, Baby."
It was Rachel that glared at Puck, whom's smile fell, "Christ, Berry. Have you always been able to look that mean?"
Before she could answer she felt a very familiar pair of strong but soft arms wrap around her upper body and then a head resting on the back of the chair. A pair of lips pressed a kiss to her ear, "Madam Mayor."
Rachel shuddered slightly and looked over her shoulder, seeing familiar features, she risked leaning up to press a kiss to the tip of Quinn's nose that earned a giggle from the girl.
Quinn picked herself up and started pulling Rachel from her seat, "Great party, Puck, lot's of fun. We're see you all Monday."
Rachel didn't even have time to grab her coat and waved at her friends, who were wagging their eyebrows as Quinn pulled her through the side gate and into the street.
The drive back to Rachel's house was rather tense. Quinn's hand gripping hers as she ran her thumb over olive skin. Though neither were not as drunk as they were earlier in the night, they still have a good enough buzz to squash any lingering nerves about what was to come.
Lucky Hiram had left for the station to oversee the Halloween operations, it was one of the few nights out of the year that they had a raise in calls from teenagers doing dumb shit. Or that is what Hiram called it.
Quinn used her own keys to open the front door. They had barely made it inside after the door was locked and shut behind them before Rachel threw herself at the blonde girl. Pressing Quinn up against the back of the door, the girl have a growl as the back of her head rammed into the door.
She was sure she would feel that one in the morning but there was something about her very small girlfriend taking the lead in this moment. Lips slamming into her own, she felt Rachel's teeth nip at her bottom lips. Quinn was seriously wondering how Rachel could be this good with kissing.
Small hands moved upwards with swift movements to slip the red pleather jacket she wore off her body, leaving her only in the thick turtleneck, "I am starting to wonder why I made you wear this turtleneck."
"How are you this good with your mouth?" Quinn mumbled out as Rachel's lips left her jawline and was pulling her towards the stairs.
"Remember, I researched everything." She was pleasantly surprised that when the reached the first floor landing, Quinn pushed her against the railing of the stairs, undoing and throwing her peacoat jacket to the side.
Quinn's lips attached to Rachel's pulse point. While Rachel was a frenzy of lips and attack, Quinn held a much more relaxed and controlled approach. Wanting her best to make this moment special for Rachel and just not some quick bang.
Rachel seemed to enjoy the more gentle touch of Quinn's lips and hands. Leaning up into the kissing, Quinn leaned back and gently took Rachel's hand, "Do you trust me?"
Hazel orbs bore down into Rachel's brown ones, the passion, lust and love bearing through their shared look. Rachel gave a small nod and smile, "With everything."
The next kiss was much more gentle as Rachel leaned up and into Quinn wrapping her arms around the blonde's neck as she pressed a rather chaste kiss to her lover's lips.
By the time they reached Rachel's bedroom, there was a trail of clothes behind them. Quinn only dressed in her pants and Rachel only in the silk blouse. There was something very sexy about Rachel's olive skinned body only wearing a tight fitted blouse.
Kicking the door shut behind her, Quinn kept her mouth connected to Rachel's as she walked her backwards until the smaller girl's hit the bed and fell onto it. Dragging Quinn down on top of her, the blonde slipped her leg in between Rachel's as she rested on top of the girl.
Small tanned hands ran up and down the curve of Quinn's spine, gripping her ass through the tight jeans she wore and pulling the girl tighter against her frame. That earned a groan from Quinn who nipped down on Rachel's neck.
Moving a pale hand across the silky material of the blouse, she slipped it upwards going to unbutton on small button at a time. Taking a time to kiss, suck and bite at the flesh that was showed to her. Quinn's almost jade green eyes were torn in between looking at the skin under her fingertips. Or the sight of Rachel's head thrown back, eyes shut and bottom lip in between her teeth as she was lost to her pleasure.
"Quinn...more." Rachel said breathlessly as Quinn reached Rachel's little belly button. Kissing it softly, her lips were greeted to hardening stomach muscles. Not that Rachel wasn't always fit, but now a lot of the dreams she had a night was about Rachel's tanned and hard yet soft body.
"What do you want, Baby?" Quinn teased as she ran her tongue upwards through the valley of her breasts before gently taking one hard nipple into her mouth.
"Oh fuck!" Rachel said softly once she felt Quinn's lips wrapped tightly around her nipple. Her hands flying to Quinn's head. Waving her fingers into long blonde locks as she pushed Quinn's face harder against her chest.
She felt Quinn give a chuckle from her throat before her free hand came upwards to take Rachel's other nipple in between slender thumb and index finger.
They had only done this a few times, and by the time Quinn was done playing with Rachel's chest, there was a painful throbbing in between the brown haired girl's legs. Moving her mouth from Rachel's nipple with a loud popping sound, she slipped her right hand in between their bodies.
"No..not yet. You're still overdressed." Rachel got out before she surprised Quinn with a show of strength. Rachel wrapped her legs around Quinn's form and rolled them so she was on top.
While Quinn held a slow and steady hand when it came to pleasing and teasing Rachel. The Diva was the complete opposite, a fury of passion, lust and above all else, love. The girl was a fury of hands as she unbutton and tore off Quinn's pants. Moaning at the large wet spot on Quinn's panties, she tried her best to control herself.
It came to no surprise to Quinn that Rachel seemed to let loose in the bedroom. She had have inspected the usually strong willed girl to be quiet and shy when it came to love making, Quinn was more than happy to be proven very wrong. Granted she knew from past experience that Rachel did love being on the submission end of things, she was pleasantly surprised to see Rachel craving her so much that she had to touch Quinn.
Rachel's mouth moved downwards taking Quinn's nipple into her mouth as she sucked on it for dear life. Quinn was all but silent other than a few breathless moans and sighs, she kept her eyes on Rachel's.
Rachel, being who she is, took that was a challenge to make Quinn screaming her name by the night was through. She had did a large amount of research for this moment, her girlfriend was always so collective and controlled when it came to everything in her life. From the way she spoke to the way she dressed. She was going to make sure that went right out the door when it came to love making.
Resting in between Quinn's legs, she kissed and sucked her way down the curve of Quinn's stomach. Taking time to run her hot tongue across each one of Quinn's showing hard abs. She could feel Quinn shaking against her in obvious pleasure, wanting, needing more.
As she moved lower and pressing kisses to Quinn's inner thighs, she gently started to sing.
You're so hypnotizing
Could you be the devil?
Could you be an angel?
Quinn moaned loudly and arched her back as soon as Rachel's lips started to kiss the soft flesh of her inner thigh. She bit down on her bottom lip as soon as she felt Rachel's nose brushing against the wet spot on her panties.
"Holy fuck." She said breathlessly as Rachel moved her fingers upwards to hook under the helm of Quinn's panties to pull them downwards. She didn't even have time to breath before she felt Rachel's lips ghosting over her outer lips.
That earned a loud moan that rang through the bedroom. Rachel smirked as her hooded eyes looked up from the glistening folds to Quinn's face. Quinn groaned loudly at the hungry look in Rachel's eyes, she was about to ask why Rachel wasn't fucking her already.
But there was the slightly arched brow, she was asking for her okay to cross the final line. Quinn gave a large smile and nodded, bringing her hand down to cup her cheek and brush her thumb across her lips, "Please, Baby."
That was all Rachel needed. Pressing a kiss to Quinn's thumb before moving her mouth back down the glistening prize. Overtaken at the sight of it, Rachel moaned slightly as she ran her tongue upwards along the curve of her lips, "Jesus fuck Quinn. You taste so good."
All the response from Quinn was her head being thrown back in a silent moan. Her right hand coming out to grab onto Rachel's head shoving the girl's mouth onto her dripping center.
Rachel was really glad that she did take her time to read up on all the possible ways she could please Quinn like this. Not that it wasn't that hard to figure out, but she wanted to make this special for Quinn. Her first time being a drunken mistake with Puck, her second time needed to blow her mind.
And once Rachel's lips connected around Quinn's bundle of nerves, she knew Quinn wouldn't last long. From all the shuddering and shivers from Rachel's touching and mouth, plus the weeks of sexual tension, both were already close.
Rachel read that each girl was different; some liked it when their partner sucked on their clit, others like it when their partner really tongued them. She would make a note when they were sober and doing this again to ask Quinn which one she would liked more.
But enough of that she had a mission ahead of her. Sucking tightly on Quinn's clit, she flicked her tongue across the bundle as her lips kept connected to it. Quinn was already moaning and groaning loudly, her hands digging painfully into Rachel's hair as she sucked harder.
She could feel Quinn getting closer and closer, "Fuck Rachel, I am so close, please Baby, please." Was enough evidence to support that, but Rachel had other plans. As soon as the words were out of Quinn's mouth, Rachel disconnected from Quinn's center with a loud pop.
The look on Quinn's face made her almost cum right there. Giving a loud whine with hazel eyes wide, Rachel leaned up and claimed Quinn's lips with her own. Her right hand slipped in between Quinn's legs now, fingertips slowly teasing the already drenched lips.
"I want to finish you like this." Rachel explained, sitting up now slightly allowing her lips to kiss along Quinn's neck and jawline as her fingers drew small circle around her clit before dipping a single fingertip in.
"Oh Baby, j..just go slow, please." Quinn wrapped her arms around the back of Rachel's neck, their foreheads being pressed against each others as Rachel fully flipped in her index finger until the first knuckle.
Quinn's walls were tight and was drenching Rachel's hand. Not wanting to hurt Quinn, she was slow in her movements. Quinn whispering for more, Rachel was more than happy to give, she slipped her entire finger inside of her girlfriend. Both giving out a moan at the feel of the other Rachel started to move a second finger into Quinn, whispering near her ear, "Is this what you think about, Baby when you touch yourself? Me and my fingers in you?"
Quinn was lost to her pleasure, her breathing coming out in ragged breaths as she nodded her head, "Only you. Your hands, yo..you..your mouth."
Rachel gave a smirk as she moved her hand faster and harder into Quinn. Her walls tighten around Rachel's fingers as she was almost at her end, "Cum for me."
The blonde threw her head out and yelled loudly, "Rachel!" The Diva's hand being drenched in Quinn's cum, she kept her fingers inside of the blonde as she rode out the best orgasm she ever had.
Laying back into the pillows, forehead covered in sweat Quinn held a lazy grin. Moaning as Rachel moved her fingers out of her, the Diva made sure Quinn's eyes were on hers as she brought her cum covered fingers to her mouth. Cleaning them off with her mouth and tongue she watched as Queen's eyes darkened once more.
Rachel didn't even have time to breath before Quinn was on her. It seemed that even Quinn lost control of her emotions sometimes and before she knew it, Rachel was pinned onto the bed, hands being held and clasped above her head as Quinn slipped two fingers inside of her girlfriend, "I want you to scream my name when you cum, Rachel."
Quinn pressed her forehead against Rachel's as her two slender fingers moved in and out of Rachel's gushing center with a furious speed. Dropping her grip on Rachel's hands, the Diva's hands weaved through Quinn's hair.
Suddenly the motion changed between the two, Quinn slowly down slightly, her actions becoming more controlled. Her lips pecked kisses across Rachel's face and jaw, whispering, "I love you so much, Rachel."
"Make me yours, Quinn." Came back Rachel's soft reply, having already been worked up from giving Quinn her own pleasure she was swiftly nearing her end.
Quinn picked up the speed again, her fingers curling upwards, earning loud and heated moans. With every passing of her fingertips Quinn hit that one special spot inside of Rachel that made her scream Quinn's name out higher and higher until finally she threw her head back, "Holy fuck!"
Rachel's walls tighten around Quinn's fingers as she finally came. The two laid across each other, drenched in sweat and the room smelling like sex. Quinn's finger slipped out of Rachel but with strong arms flipped them over so Rachel's head was resting on Quinn's chest.
"Best. Halloween. Ever." Rachel whispered out after a long period of silence, both trying to gather their breaths.
"I love you, Rachel." The blonde smiled down at her girlfriend. When their eyes met, Rachel met the smile and leaned up to press a kiss to Quinn's lips.
"I love you, Quinn. I hope you're ready for round 2, because I did a lot of research." Rachel smirked as she straddled Quinn's hips.
And by the morning, Quinn was very happy that Rachel had did all that research.
AN: Song used "ET" by Katy Perry.
Hope that wasn't too painful. Been a long time since I wrote any smut and then trying to balanced the lovely nature of it plus lust.
Anyways, expect the next chapter up in about a week or so. Next one will be around and during Sectionals. I might squeeze in Thanksgiving, or that might be a whole another chapter. After that, it's the Christmas Season/New Years. Seeing as we're already at over 100k words and haven't moved the plot that much, it's time to speed things up. I do hope I am going at a decent pace.