Disclaimer: I don't own Glee or anything really. This chapter will contain hardcore sexual activity and a sub/dom situation. If this bothers you please do not continue to read!
This is written based off of prompts from FaberryOTP and Kai Xavier (I apologize for breaking up your prompt but I hope you're happy with it). Thanks for reading you guys.
Another big shout out to my buddy Teckla, her awesomeness knows no bounds. Seriously, she's the chocolate to off set my vanilla!
As always I apologize for any mistakes in advance. This one was written VERY late at night.
Vanilla Sex?
Part 6
Rachel sat on the bleachers of the football field admiring Quinn as she lead cheerleading practice. It was rare for her to be able to watch Quinn due to her extreme participation in other school extracurricular activities. She smiled when she saw Quinn give her a small wave.
"Hey Barbie, how about we stop making moon eyes at Skipper and get back on task!" Coach Sylvester screamed through her mega phone at Quinn.
Rachel could see Quinn tense before rolling her shoulders and yelling at the girls to get back into formation. Quinn didn't look up at Rachel even once after that.
Rachel was surprised to see Quinn walking right up to her instead of heading into the locker room after practice.
"Come on, lets go" she yelled towards Rachel as she motioned with her hand for Rachel to follow her.
Rachel gathered her things as quickly as she could and jogged up to Quinn, keeping a brisk walking pace to keep up with her.
When they reached Quinn's car she climbed into the drivers seat without a word and started the engine. Not knowing what to think Rachel just jumped into the passenger seat, Quinn driving off the minute she closed the door.
"Don't you usually shower and change after practice?" Rachel asked, looking at Quinn out of the side of her eyes.
"I'll shower at home" Quinn said curtly, her eyes never leaving the road.
The ride back to Quinn's was short, and again Quinn quickly moved out of the car and into her house, Rachel half running to keep up.
When Quinn started jogging up the stairs without so much as a glance back Rachel began to worry.
Rachel finally caught up to Quinn in her bathroom, peeling off her sweaty Cheerios top with the shower already running.
"What are you doing?"
"What does it look like I'm doing? I'm taking a shower." Quinn snapped at Rachel.
"Baby, tell me what's wrong." Rachel pleaded as Quinn slipped out of her skirt and began to unhook her bra.
When Quinn didn't answer Rachel started to undress.
"What are you doing?"
"Well obviously I'm going to shower with you" Rachel replied, only answered by the sight of Quinn's back as she opened the shower door and stepped into the water.
Rachel stopped the glass door from shutting and forced her way in to the shower behind Quinn.
"What's wrong with you?" Rachel asked, getting irritated at Quinn's behavior.
Quinn pushed Rachel up against the glass door with her body, looking at her with a steely gaze that Rachel hadn't seen since she was last slushied by her over a year ago. It was the same look that most of her high school peers saw on a daily basis. It was Quinn the head cheerleader staring at her, the one everyone dared not cross. It certainly wasn't the slightly shy and caring Quinn that Rachel had come to love.
"You're the only one in this world who makes me soft," Quinn said angrily before kissing Rachel hard, pushing her head harder against the glass. "Why do I let you do that to me?"
"Quinn, I…" Rachel started by was silenced by Quinn.
"Get on your knees" Quinn demanded, never breaking her HBIC gaze away from Rachel.
Rachel looked into Quinn's eyes, fighting to see her Quinn behind them. When it became obvious that Quinn's resolve was not going to break, Rachel hung her head to beak away from the icy glare.
"ON YOU KNEES" Quinn said louder.
Rachel slowly complied without a word. She could feel the spray hitting the top of her head and rolling down the sides of her face as she kept her head hung.
"Lick me" Quinn said stoically.
Rachel looked up as Quinn moved to stand in front of her, blocking the strong spray of the shower and putting her pussy right where it needed to be for Rachel to do as she asked.
Rachel tentatively parted Quinn's folds with her hands and slowly started to lick at her clit.
Quinn's hands tangled In Rachel's hair, "Harder" she demanded, pulling Rachel further against her.
Rachel licked at Quinn's center faster and harder, alternating between licking her clit and dipping down to catch Quinn's juices. Rachel knew she should feel used or upset, but she was becoming more turned on by the second. Never before had Quinn demanded so much of her, not seeming to care or ask what she wanted. Never before had Rachel thought that she would enjoy it as much as she was.
Quinn let out a loud moan and Rachel could feel her legs shaking, she knew she was close. Pushing her tongue up, she took Quinn's clit into her mouth and sucked hard. Rachel could feel Quinn come undone and a loud "FUCK" echoed through the bathroom.
"Stand up" Quinn demanded, her voice slightly shaky from the intense orgasm she had just experienced.
Rachel complied and was shoved face first into the shower wall. Once again she could feel the shower spray against her face and body, Quinn pressed tightly against her back.
"I'm going to show you who's in charge" Quinn husked in Rachel's ear before shoving three fingers into Rachel's pussy. Rachel flinched in pain as she was filled so suddenly and pushed even harder into the wall, struggling to breathe through the spray of water hitting her face.
Thank God Rachel was so turned on, her added wetness helping to ease the pain as Quinn thrust wildly into her.
Rachel turned her head away from the water and gasped for breath, her body still pinned against the cold shower wall.
"You're going to cum for me" Quinn demanded, continuing her hard thrusting. Rachel let her face fall against the cool wall, closing her eyes tight and feeling all of the pleasure that Quinn was giving her.
Rachel couldn't control the heat radiating through her body as she felt Quinn's other hand snake around her waist to rub her clit.
"OH MY GOD!" Rachel shouted, her pleasure doubled in an instant. Her body arched back into Quinn as she saw white stars behind her eyelids, squeezing her eyes shut tighter as her orgasm racked her body.
Quinn stepped away from Rachel, releasing her from her hold against the wall. Rachel slid down the shower wall slowly, ending up on her knees once again on the shower floor.
Quinn kneeled next to her, gently putting her hand on her shoulder. When Rachel looked up, she saw concern in Quinn's eyes. Her Quinn was back, the HBIC glare completely gone.
"Are you ok Rachel? Did I hurt you? I'm so sorry. I'm so damn sorry. Coach just really got to me today and I…."
"Quinn stop" Rachel demanded quietly. "You didn't force me to do anything I didn't want to do."
Rachel wasn't sure if Quinn was crying or if it was just water from the shower running down her cheeks. She grabbed Quinn and held her in a tight hug.
"I understand honey, I do." Rachel said, stroking Quinn's wet hair as she continued to hold her, "But you have to understand that I love you. Every part of you."
Quinn pulled away from Rachel to look into her eyes again. "I needed to control you like I control everything else in my life. I just needed to know that I could. I promise I will never do it again."
"I don't know, I kind of liked it," Rachel replied, smiling up at Quinn. "I said that I love every part of you, and you are without a doubt the HBIC of our school. It was pretty sexy to experience you like that sexually. You were demanding, but I knew that if I said stop at any time you would have."
Quinn just nodded yes, still overcome with emotion.
"You know, I always thought that Barbie and Skipper would be perfect for each other," Rachel chuckled, bringing up the comment that obviously had upset Quinn back at practice.
"Skipper is pretty hot," Quinn laughed, "Besides, Ken is totally gay. I mean, no man on earth has as many clothes as he does. Not even Kurt."
"And that is definitely saying something," Rachel said as she stood up, feeling the full blast of the shower on her back, and reaching down to help Quinn up.
"But you know," Rachel started, brushing Quinn's hair out of her eyes; "Even if he wasn't gay I still think Barbie would choose Skipper."
"Definitely," Quinn whispered back, this time staring lovingly into Rachel's eyes.
A/N-You guys are just amazing! I really appreciate all of the reviews and favorites/alerts/PMs. You all have made my day and inspired me to write again so quickly! Hope you enjoyed this chapter.