After tossing and turning most of the afternoon and night, Rachel finally took a jog to relieve some of the weird tension in her body. She fell into a deep sleep once she returned to her dorm and thankfully, Tina had been fast asleep so she was able to avoid her inquiries once more. All too soon, morning came and Rachel was beyond tired. The brunette powered through though, and got up at the same time as always to get through her morning rituals.
Rachel took extra time in making sure her hair and makeup was perfect, though she didn't allow herself to ask why she did so. She still didn't understand her confusing feelings and she didn't really want the same thought traveling through her mind again. She could not and absolutely refused to believe that she liked Quinn Fabray. There was just no way.
Did Rachel think she was pretty?
Duh.
Did Rachel want to be her friend?
Of course!
But to actually like someone she didn't really even know?
That was simply preposterous.
Even her infatuation with Jesse took some time to develop, but with Quinn it was different. And she just refused to think of why that was. What she and Quinn were going to do was strictly business. The blonde was obviously still into her ex-girlfriend and if Rachel even let herself get slightly attached to the blonde, it would surely end in disaster. The brunette did not want to go through that. She refused to. Not to mention the fact that she'd never really had feelings for a girl before. It was just too much to think about.
Slinging her backpack over her shoulder, she opened the door of her room and walked into the impromptu living room. She let out an exasperated sigh at all the clothes that were littered on the floor. The brunette was always left to clean up the mess Tina and Mike would make when they'd… well, just thinking about it made her blush. When did Mike even come over? It was probably when she had returned from her jog and literally passed out. A hurricane could've passed by and she still wouldn't have woken up.
Rachel walked up the curved staircase at the end of the living room and down the short hallway, banging on Tina's door. "Tina! You're going to be late if you don't wake up now!"
The brunette banged on the door a little harder and was in the middle of knocking again when a very naked Mike Chang opened the door, stretching and rubbing the sleep from his eyes. Rachel squeaked and blushed hard, her eyes zeroing in on his private area before boring a hole in the ground.
Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God! What did I just look at!?
"Hey Rachel," Mike said, not at all worried about his current state. He ran his hand through his hair and yawned, "Tina left a while ago. Something about getting extra credit from a teacher."
"T-Thank you Michael. I'll just be on my merry way now," Rachel stuttered out.
She walked with her eyes set on the floor, worried that she'd see something she really didn't want to see again as Mike chuckled in the background. The brunette kept her gaze that way until she was outside of the dorm building. Rachel walked towards the main courtyard to get to the building she would meet Quinn behind on time. Being punctual to any event was important after all.
The blush was still evident on her cheeks as she tried to erase those images from her mind. It would definitely take one of those erasing machines she'd seen in that Men In Black movie Kurt forced her to watch to completely delete such things from her brain. As soon as Rachel saw Tina, she would have a serious talk with her about telling her boyfriend to keep his clothes on while in her presence. Yes, he had a nice body, but she really did not want to see it.
Nodding her head firmly and making a mental note to discuss it with Tina later, the brunette finally broke out of her thoughts to see that she was already behind the building with an amused Quinn staring at her. Had the blonde been there the whole time as she spaced out? And when exactly did the brunette even get behind the building? She seriously needed to pay attention to her surroundings. Next thing you know, she could very well walk into traffic if she wasn't careful.
Shaking off her embarrassment, Rachel gave Quinn a friendly smile, "Hello Quinn. How are you this lovely morning?"
"I've been good, thank you," Quinn replied with a smile that Rachel would declare coma-inducing. "I'm much more interested in yours though, since you've been here shaking your head and blushing for quite some time. What's going through that mind of yours?"
Quinn stared at Rachel with that same curious expression, her eyes burning into hers. The brunette blushed further, knowing there was no point in denying absolutely anything. "Um, oh you know. Just silly things."
Quinn slowly raised an eyebrow, making Rachel squirm, "Really?"
"I saw Mike Chang naked," Rachel blurted out. She gasped and covered her mouth with her hand. How did that even come out? "Oh my God, how did you do that? Are you a wizard or something?"
"What did you just say," Quinn asked slowly, her eyebrow twitching slightly as she ignored the brunette's ramblings. "When did this happen Rachel?"
Rachel bit her lip and shuffled, "Just a while ago. I was going to wake up Tina because she frequently sleeps in and thus gets in trouble for being late to class, but when I knocked it wasn't Tina who opened. It was… um, well Mike. Stark naked. It was quite the surprise, as you can imagine, and-"
"Did you like what saw?" Quinn interrupted, gazing further into Rachel's eyes.
"Um, well, he has a nice body and I suppose also a nice, uh, appendage. Though I wouldn't know since I've never actually seen one before, b-but no, I didn't particularly enjoy it." Rachel furrowed her brows, "Where is this coming from actually? I don't understand."
"I'm joining Glee Club," Quinn stated, changing the subject entirely. "As are Santana and Brittany. I've convinced them into joining because you are my girlfriend and I have to show that I support your love of the arts."
Rachel tilted her head, staring at Quinn with confusion. "Sugar is in Glee Club too. Why didn't you join when you were with her?"
Quinn shrugged, "She doesn't really care for it. Well, not as much as you do, so I wasn't really obligated to join. But you're captain of the Glee Club, therefore it'd be very inconsiderate of me to not join and cheer for you whenever you get your well-deserved solo." Quinn looked down quickly, smiling sheepishly, "Besides, I love hearing you sing. It'd be a win-win situation."
The brunette grinned widely, "Thank you Quinn. It's very thoughtful of you to partake in one of my many extracurricular activities even if you won't enjoy them as much as I do." She paused and added, "What do you enjoy doing Quinn? I'm afraid I don't know much about you."
The blonde smiled and reached for Rachel's hand. "Come walk and talk with me. I'll tell you all about my painfully boring life."
"Somehow that seems hard to believe," Rachel replied, grabbing the blonde's hand as she guided them through the huge courtyard.
Quinn chuckled, "We'll see baby."
A few heart palpitations later, Rachel was able to focus on Quinn's voice. That girl would surely be the death of her.
Rachel entered the choir room, walking straight to the front row seat that she had unofficially dubbed as hers. Quinn and she had spent the rest of their free time before classes discussing their many hobbies and sharing stories. As Rachel had suspected earlier, Quinn's life was anything but boring. The blonde had seen more cities and countries by the age of thirteen than an average person sees in their lifetime. The brunette learned that by watching her mother and father do something they loved doing, inspired Quinn to pursue a career in modeling like her mother while also attending the best school in the world like her father.
Rachel felt that maybe Quinn was pressured to be this perfect daughter to two seemingly perfect parents, but the blonde was quick to change her mind. Quinn let her know that her parents were as supporting as they came and if she decided to change career paths, it'd be completely okay with them. The blonde seemed to have the perfect life even though Rachel couldn't help but feel there was something broken in the girl.
The brunette was so deep in thought that she hadn't noticed that the club had begun and Shelby was introducing new members who were waiting by the door. Rachel raised her head and focused when she caught glance of perfect blonde curls.
"And so without further ado, here's a group of young ladies that go by the Unholy Trinity," Shelby finished, running from the center to a chair at the very end.
Slow forming music began playing and three beautiful girls strutted to the center, pulling two chairs with them.
They formed a triangle with Quinn in the center and Brittany and Santana behind her. Quinn winked at Rachel and began singing.
"I can taste it on your mouth and I can't leave it." The blonde got closer to Rachel and smiled, "You're a freak like me, can't you see? We can work this something out and I'm believin'. You get off on me, it's like cheating."
Quinn backed away and started swinging her hips to the beat of the song, Brittany and Santana doing the same. The brunette tried to keep her mouth from opening too much.
They started singing the chorus together, executing perfect and very sexy dance moves in Rachel's opinion. "I, I, I, I just want to watch you when you take it off. Take off all your makeup, baby take it off. I just want to watch you when you take it off." The blonde strayed from the group and sat on the brunette's lap, moving her body in ways that made Rachel squirm. "Take off all your clothes and watch you take them off. Take it off, take it off, baby just take it off. Take it off, take it off, baby just take it off."
Quinn stood up and grabbed hold of a very red Rachel Berry, placing a hand on the brunette's chest and pushing her backwards. The diva was so focused on the sexyness radiating from Quinn that she didn't realize she was pushed up against the wall. A very happy Santana pressed against the wall by an equally enthusiastic Brittany.
"Push me up against the wall," Quinn and Brittany began, the shorter blonde winking at the diva as she molded her body closer to her.
"Don't take it easy," Quinn grabbed Rachel's hands, holding them above her head. She leaned her head close to the brunette's ear, her warm breath hitting Rachel's neck, "You like it hard like me. It's what you need."
The blonde moved, letting go of Rachel's hands in the process. She pressed herself against the diva and pushed away quickly, ripping her blouse open and exposing a beautifully toned stomach. "Let's get naked and explore our inner secrets for what it is. It's what it is."
Quinn let her blouse drop and pulled Rachel to one of the center chairs, plopping her down gently. The blonde stood in front of her, clad in just her uniform tie and skirt. Her black, red trimmed bra making it hard for Rachel to focus on anything other than her breasts. She managed to break free for a split second, catching Santana's equally dopey face. Brittany was doing a number on her that seemed damn near pornographic.
"I, I, I, I just want to watch you when you take it off. Take off all your makeup baby take it off. I just want to watch you when you take it off. Take off all your clothes and watch you take them off. Take it off, take it off, baby just take it off. Take it off, take it off, baby just take it off, take it off, baby just take it off. Take it off, take it off, baby just take it off," Both blondes continued.
Santana switched with Brittany, roughly pushing the blonde into her chair and promptly straddled her. Quinn did the same, guiding Rachel's hands to her curvy waist. "I just can't wait to see it all. I'm so turned on."
Quinn grinded her hips against Rachel, making the diva pant. The brunette was thoroughly turned on herself.
"And it's all mine," Quinn established by groping Rachel for a split second, causing said girl to almost, almost pass out, "I just can't wait to see it all."
"I'm so turned on," Santana belted out the high note, reminding the brunette that they were surrounded by people whom she'd completely forgotten about.
Quinn lifted a dumbfounded Rachel and guided her back to her original seat, finishing the final chorus with the rest of the girls. When the final note rang out, the girls stood in their original positions, breathing heavily.
The brunette was breathing equally as heavy but for entirely different reasons. She squeezed her legs together, hoping the throbbing would go away.
It was quiet for what seemed like forever to Rachel, but when whooping and clapping began, she realized it had only been a minute. The boys catcalled and looked like they wanted to bang the girls as per usual, but surprisingly the rest of the girls looked the exact same way. Except for a very red and fuming Sugar Motta.
Shelby stood up quickly and jogged to the center, "O-Okay. Great job ladies and welcome to the Glee Club!" She awkwardly patted each girl on the back and pushed them towards the chairs. "Go take a seat now ladies."
Quinn sat beside the brunette, her friends sitting behind them. "So, what'd you think?" Quinn asked, ignoring Shelby's lesson plan completely.
"I-I, um, y-you were great Quinn. Simply a-astounding," Rachel stuttered, mentally cursing herself.
The blonde smirked and looked straight ahead, taking hold of Rachel's hand, laying them both on her thigh. "Good."
"Geez Quinn, way to break the midget," Santana whispered, leaning forward.
"Don't be mean San," Brittany chastised, "You're not much taller than her you know."
That made the brunette giggle and forget about her downstairs region that was resulting in a lot of problems.
Quinn walked Rachel to her dorm room after class ended. She of course made plans to hang out with Brittany at her family's shelter for rescued animals, while Santana merely rolled her eyes in the background and dragged the tall blonde away. The brunette felt like she was a part of their unique clique and she was happier than a kid in a candy store.
She swung her clasped hand with Quinn's to and fro, not caring that it their interactions were a little too natural. She would freak out about that later. Right now she just wanted to bask in the glory of having Quinn Fabray dance and sing for her. Never had someone done such a thing for Rachel and the brunette appreciated it more than the blonde would ever know.
They arrived at the door and Quinn smiled asking if she could come in. The brunette quickly agreed, realizing how lame she must've sounded. The blonde merely giggled and walked in, letting Rachel guide the way even though every dorm was set up the same way. They walked into her room, the brunette worried that Quinn wouldn't like the bright pink theme and Broadway posters adorning her walls.
"Your room is so freaking adorable," Quinn squealed, walking in towards her posters. She looked in wonderment with a huge smile on her face, "Believe it or not, I'm a huge theater nerd. I love plays! Well, I actually love being in them more." The blonde sheepishly stated. She looked at the diva, "Have you been to all these plays?"
Rachel nodded, "Yes, I have. I can't be a great Broadway star if I haven't seen and lived through each classic play."
"Oh, of course," Quinn responded, smile still in place.
Rachel sat on the edge of her bed, watching Quinn gaze at every trinket, poster, photo, and flier scattered around the room. The blonde asked her questions here and there when she wanted the backstory of a certain item. The brunette didn't mind one bit. Talking was her forte after all.
The diva once again was so lost in thought that she didn't notice the blonde right in front her, their faces mere inches from each other.
"I'm gonna kiss you now," Quinn husked out.
"W-Wha-" Rachel stuttered halfway before having soft lips press against hers.
The brunette's eyes immediately shut, losing herself in Quinn's kiss. The blonde started off slow, getting a feeling of the brunette's plump lips. Her slow pecks turned into lip nibbling, which turned into a full make-out session. Quinn pushed Rachel downwards slowly, helping the diva scoot upwards so the blonde could comfortably be on top of her.
Rachel still couldn't wrap her head around what exactly what was going on, but she knew she was completely okay with what was happening. She wasn't going to stop Quinn Fabray from making out with her, that was for sure. The blonde positioned one of her legs between Rachel's making sure she didn't accidently touch her private brunette furrowed her brows at the movement, but spaced back out once Quinn's tongue made its presence known.
The brunette accidently let a moan slip out, causing a shift to happen in Quinn. The blonde grew bold, letting her hand sneak under Rachel's shirt. She lightly caressed the muscles beneath her fingers, slowly moving her hand upwards before bringing it back down. Rachel's skin broke out in goosebumps, another moan making its way out.
Things were getting heated and both girls knew. Neither seemed to care, even though it should've been weird to be in that situation with someone they still didn't know a lot about. Rachel gripped Quinn's hair carelessly, bringing her closer to her. The brunette bit Quinn's lip softly, causing the blonde to release a moan of her own. The blonde's hand grew increasingly closer to Rachel's breast and the brunette was dying from the anticipation.
The diva finally grew weary and forced Quinn's hand up, moaning when the blonde squeezed softly. The brunette felt herself get immensely wet and she knew that her panties were definitely ruined then. They were becoming extremely uncomfortable, but there wasn't much she could do about it.
The blonde continued to massage Rachel's breast, lightly running her fingertips against the brunette's already hard nipples. Quinn pressed her thigh against Rachel's center, wincing at the pain emanating from her lip where Rachel bit her. She moved her thigh in sync with the movement of her hand, causing Rachel to squirm underneath her. The brunette felt like she would explode from such pleasure, but before she knew it, it was gone. The warmth around her quickly evaporated and she sat up with hooded eyes, pouting at a smiling Quinn.
"W-Why'd you stop," Rachel asked lustfully.
The blonde smirked, "'Cause I wanted to see if we had chemistry which we undeniably do. You sounded totally hot by the way."
The brunette blushed and mumbled a quick thank you, not sure on what else she could say.
Quinn moved closer to the edge where Rachel sat and grinned, "I don't know why you were so nervous about kissing somebody." The blonde leaned and placed a soft kiss on Rachel's bruised lips, whispering, "You're a natural."
With that the blonde said her goodbyes, stating that she had to do a lot of homework that evening, and left. The brunette flopped back on her bed and closed her eyes, a slow forming grin on her face.
Quinn freaking Fabray liked her kisses. Maybe she had nothing to worry about. Well, besides the fact that maybe Quinn didn't really like her and was simply still using her to make her ex jealous. But wasn't the diva doing something similar? How was the blonde supposed to know any different? Rachel ignored those thoughts and soaked up the bliss that Quinn had given her.
If Rachel wasn't sure she was a tad bit gay before, she knew now.
From Quinn:
I had fun today. We should definitely try that again ;)
Goodnight baby & sweet dreams :)
There was that endearing term again. Rachel wasn't a hundred percent on what Quinn was feeling or thinking but she knew that the blonde had to feel something. Someone couldn't be so affectionate and passionate with somebody else without some kind of feeling involved. At least she didn't think so. She decided to forget about anything that was complicated and just decided to focus on her feelings at that current moment.
Now Rachel knew for sure that Quinn would be the death of her.
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