Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or its characters.

A/N: CAN YOU BELIEVE IT? OMG! (Currently not betaed. All mistakes are mine. Plus I didn't proofread this).

"And now.. what we have all been waiting for.. This years winners of the National Show Choir Competition!"

"Oh my god."

"I can't breathe."

"What if we don't win."

"I know Finn ruined our chances this year."

"Again."

"Where's Quinn's hand?"

"I need to squeeze it until both of our circulations are cut off, immediately."

"In third place…"

"Oh fucking hell, we don't need the anticipation!"

"Vocal Chordz!"

Cheers and applause erupted through the auditorium as the hugging group made their way to accept their trophy. Rachel rolled her eyes and used all her strength to not run up to the announcer and take the damn ballot card from his agonizingly annoying hands that didn't seem to open the envelope flap fast enough.

"This is so fucking aggravating."

"Hey, at least we didn't get third."

"Yeah, right, whatever."

"And.. in first place… The group that took the stage by storm…"

Rachel bounced from toe to toe, and barely noticed when Quinn's hand gently gripped onto her shoulder.

"New Directions, New Directions, New Directions, please please please…"

"In first place, for the National Show Choir Championship title, Neeeeeeeeeew Diiirections!"

The gasp that left Rachel's mouth was drowned out by the screams of the New Directioners. She stood there in shock, her mouth hanging wide open like a fish out of water.

"We.. oh my god.. we.. we did it.."

"WE DID IT!" Quinn's melodic voice resounded through the room as a smile that lit up Rachel's world shined on the blonde's face.

And then, it hit her.

Rachel squealed and jumped into Quinn's arms, peppering kisses all over her face. "WE DID IT OH MY GOD QUINN!"

She started laughing and running to hug all the New Directioners as they were directed off the stage - leaving all the glorious hoots, hollers, and applause behind them. This was the first time since the whole Finn/Puck thing happened that the group had actually felt like a cohesive unit. While Rachel still held resentment towards Finn, she couldn't help but feel happy that her entire group of friends were on the same page.

"Santana, you were gorgeous, and Brittany! Your choreography definitely stole the show! And Mike do I even have to tell you? And Finn! Well, you did your job.. And Quinn, you were the best one. Of course, none of this could have been done without me - I mean with all my vocal lessons, and hours of picking music, and finding the right costumes, and -"

Quinn smiled fondly at the excited brunette and crushed their lips together - partly to shut Rachel up (which the rest of the New Directioners seemed to cheer about), but mostly because this was the happiest she had ever been in her entire life and Rachel was the cause of it all.

The couple parted with a quiet laugh and a big smile as their instructor approached.

"You guys!" Mr. Shue greeted them all with a hug and a boisterous happy laugh, "You guys were absolutely amazing. You've really grown as a team. You deserve this more than anyone else out there."

"M-Mr. Shue, t-that was b-beautiful. I-I love e-every single one of you sorry-asses - we-we w-won you guys w-we won," Santana said, sobbing. She cradled the trophy in her arms as if it were her baby, and Brittany gently stroked through the latina's hair with the most loving look in her eyes.

Rachel smiled quizzically at the couple, before interlacing her fingers with Quinn's.

"Where's my award-winning, baby girl?"

Rachel spun around on her heels, almost pulling Quinn's arm from it's socket, at the sound of her Daddy's voice.

"Daddy! You're here!"

"In the flesh!" Leroy laughed and scooped Rachel into his arms in a tight hug, "Oh, I'm so proud of you baby girl. Your father would have just died seeing you up on that stage. You were so amazing. Like Barbara herself - but better."

Rachel laughed, "Not even I am better than Barbara."

She squeezed her father tighter, before they parted, and Leroy engulfed Quinn into her own ginormous hug, "And you, honey, were as graceful as an angel. Also, I saw the way you looked at Rachel when she belted out those high notes."

Leroy winked and Quinn blushed to the tips of her ears, "Well, she's magnificent, Sir."

Rachel smiled her star smile, and Quinn smiled back bashfully. Leroy chuckled and muttered, "Love birds" before going over to talk with Mr. Shue.

Quinn looked over at Leroy before turning back to Rachel with a small smile, "I'm glad your dad is here. I doubt my mom would ever come to one of these again."

Rachel gave Quinn a little hug and kisses behind her ear softly, "Well, she's really missing out because you (and I) were the best one out there. Pretty sure you had my dad tearing up more than I did." Rachel smiled the smile that was reserved for Quinn only, "Don't worry about your mom today, okay? Today is about celebration. We're stars, CQ."

The Charlie in Quinn squealed and her mind ventured off to planets, and explosions, and starlight, and dust, as the rest of her teammates laughed and carried on.

A few hours later, after the New Directioners had celebrated and Leroy had returned to his own hotel, Rachel and Quinn returned to their room - they had convinced Mercedes and Brittany to sleep over in Santana and Tina's room like they had done earlier with the naps. The couple had left right as Puck had brought out the alcohol he had managed to somehow sneak in; Quinn and Rachel had decided they wanted a totally sober night just between the two of them.

"Oh my word, I'm so sore from all our dances," Quinn groaned as the flopped down onto the bed, and switched on the bedside lamp.

Rachel smiled and shook her head, "You'll probably hurt less if you don't flop around or crash down forcefully."

Rachel giggled as a pillow was thrown her way.

Rachel removed the rest of her makeup and climbed in next to Quinn with a sly smile.

"What?" Quinn asked dubiously, wrapping her arms around the girl.

"Oh.. nothing.." Rachel said with her lip between her teeth, her fingers trailing a small line down Quinn's arm.

Quinn raised her eyebrow, her heart racing a mile a minute, and pulled the smaller girl closer, their foreheads almost touching. Quinn took a subtle breath, trying desperately to keep her voice steady, "I don't believe you."

"It's just," Rachel started with a low, teasing voice, "I know an… amazing… way to cure your sore muscles, CQ."

Quinn bit back a moan and gulped quietly.

"Oh my god is this actually happening?"

"This is so fucking sexy, oh fuck fuck."

"I have to be dreaming."

"What do I do what do I do."

"Be sexy back, damnit. You're Quinn Fabray. You're like the epitome of sexiness, next to Rachel, of course."

Quinn steadied herself and ran her hand down the curve of Rachel's side.

"And what would that be?" Quinn asked with a husky voice, as her eyes dropped to Rachel's lips.

Rachel's pink tongue peeked between her lips, as she wet them lightly, "I think you know."

A slight whimper fell from Quinn's lips, "show me."

Rachel smirked and ran her hand up Quinn's side, gently pushing her until she laid on her back, "I can do that, CQ."

Rachel straddled Quinn's hips, and intertwined their fingers. She brought their hands up to above the top of Quinn's head, and nibbled Quinn's bottom lip, "Tell me where it hurts."

"Fuck," thought Quinn, "if she's going to do this, it hurts everywhere, I want it everywhere."

"My.. uhm.. e-everything is pretty sore; mostly my neck and back," moaned Quinn as Rachel's lips began sucking on her pulse point. The brunette's slender fingers ran down the blonde's body, and under her shirt, scratching lightly, before massaging the tender area under her bra.

"Does this feel good?" Rachel husked as she nipped the area a hicky was forming.

Quinn arched slightly into Rachel and nodded as best as she good, "Rach you feel amazing.. so damn amazing already."

Rachel smirked and licked over the small bruise before kissing across Quinn's collarbone. Her hands played with the hem of Quinn's shirt, and she met the piercing hazel eyes she loved so much before going further, "May I?"

Quinn blushed, as her heart soared at the two small words, "Please."

Rachel bit her lip. This was the furthest the couple had ever gone. She was ready; Rachel was ready to see Quinn, and for Quinn to see her. Rachel had never been more sure of anything. It sounded absolutely, incredibly ridiculous, but Rachel was more sure about Quinn than she was about Broadway. She realized that they hadn't been dating that long - but she wasn't about to go living in the past, and she wasn't about to go be in fear of the future. She was going to live for now, because Quinn was the best thing that had ever happened to her; and right now, Rachel wanted to give the best thing in her life, everything.

She didn't know if Quinn would be ready, she hoped she would be. Rachel wanted to do this right. She wanted to make sure Quinn was comfortable; that this was what Quinn wanted, and that this was what her love thought would be best for them. She was going to take this slow. She was going to do this right.

Rachel met Quinn's lips in a slow languid kiss. Rachel tried to convey all of her feelings through their connection, as she cupped Quinn's cheek and slowly began lifting Quinn's shirt off.

"Is this okay?" Rachel whispered against Quinn's reddening lips, "We will only go as far as you want to."

Quinn's mind was swimming with all the possibilities. She wanted this. She really, really wanted this. But was it the right time? She and Rachel had only been dating for a little over a month. Were they rushing this? What if everything were to fall apart, and she had taken Rachel's virginity futilely?

But then again, Rachel was the earth and the rain to Quinn. Rachel was the air and dirt; the trees, the flowers, the blossoms, and she was like the flow of poetry in a world full of choppy waves and sharp knives. Quinn wanted to be engulfed in Rachel. She wanted to love Rachel, to really show her. But did she even know how to?

"You love her, Q."

"More than life itself."

"What if I'm not good at.. sex?"

"You can't be scared about that. You have to explore. You're Quinn. You're Charlie. You're CQ. You're a living, breathing, fearless being. Believe that. Remember she loves you too"

Quinn's shirt finally lifted over her head, and Rachel licked her lips at the beautiful, silky skin that laid beneath her. The blondes breasts were concealed by a simple black bra with white lace trim, and Rachel marveled over them as they rose up and down steadily with each breath.

"Quinn.. You're absolutely gorgeous," Rachel said as she met those piercing hazel eyes that shone with vulnerability.

The blonde couldn't seem to find her voice, so she rose up on her elbows and kissed Rachel for all she was worth. She dragged her back down with her, her hand cupping Rachel's cheek, and her legs wrapping around the petite girl's waist.

Rachel moaned into Quinn's mouth as their tongues swirled around each other. Her slender fingers tangled into Quinn's choppy, soft hair as a fire spread quickly through her body. Quinn's legs were pushing her into an area that was growing hotter by the second through Quinn's thin pajamas.

Quinn flipped them over, and she straddled Rachel as her tongue flicked across the top of Rachel's mouth. Rachel moaned into Quinn, and the blonde began unbuttoning Rachel's pink star pajama top with surprisingly steady hands.

The top was pulled off and thrown across the room, before Quinn gathered up the will to pull her lips away from Rachel's. She sat back on the smaller girls thighs and looked over the beautiful girl beneath her. Her heaving chest, trying to replenish the oxygen she had lost during their makeout session, was clad in a thin, white lace bra that was way too sexy to just to have been thrown on.

Quinn smiled as she slowly ran her hands up Rachels abdomen, "Did you have all of this planned?"

The blonde chucked at Rachel's blush, "Well, I have been thinking about this for a long time; seeing how you are a very attractive, sexy woman, it is almost impossible for me to have not have thought about this in some way, shape, or form. Furthermore, with the feelings I have for you, it is also quite reasonable that I would want to share this special occasion with you and feel connected with you on a much larger level," Quinn raised her eyebrow and bit her lip in admiration as Rachel continued on, ("She's so f'in precious when she gets shy"), "So, I suppose it would be a logical conclusion to say that I had been planning this, maybe not this precise night - but then again I had a feeling we would win Nationals, and you and I both know how much winning gets me worked, maybe I did."

Rachel took an exaggerated breath and bit her lip in expectation. Quinn leaned down with a smirk, running her fingertips along the underside of thin bra, their lips brushing, "So… was that a yes, Ms. Pretty Bra?"

Rachel smacked Quinn's arm with a smile, causing Quinn to laugh and press their lips together once more. Quinn brought Rachel's lip between her own, and gently sucked as her left hand lifted Rachel into an arch, and her right hand began to unhook the garment that was withholding Quinn from seeing one of the two things she desperately craved.

"Damn it, why are bras so fucking difficult."

"I'm a fucking girl you'd think I'd be able to do this with one hand."

"You look like a nub right now."

'I am not a nub, thankyouverymuch."

"Why aren't all bras front-snapping bras."

"The world is an unfair place, Q. Now get the damn bra off of her."

"Need some help?" Rachel panted against Quinn's lips as she rubbed the blondes hips.

Quinn blushed to the tips of her ears and hid her face in the crook of Rachel's neck. With a pitiful nod, "You'd think I'd be able to get a bra off."

Rachel just chuckled softly and kissed Quinn's temple, "Sit up."

The blonde did as she was told, and placed her hands on Rachel's abdomen. She reveled in the feeling of Rachel moving beneath her, the way the girls muscles constricted and contracted as she lifted herself up - it reminded her that the heart is a muscle that does the same thing; that her heart was constricting and contracting - moving her, pushing the blood through her veins, driving her through this love with Rachel.

Rachel grasped the clasp of her bra and unhooked it with ease - trying not to smirk as she did so. She bit her lip and met Quinn's eyes that held fire, light, and excitement within them. Quinn was in her Charlie mode, Rachel could tell, and that was okay - because she loved CQ; and CQ was anyone she wanted to be.

Quinn's eyes met Rachel's nervous, but excited eyes and thought about how the brunette's eyes shined like that in the sunlight - when she could see all of the different shades of chocolate swirling through Rachel's irises; she wondered how her eyes could do that in this dim room - swirl, shine, sparkle.

Slowly, one shoulder at a time, Rachel slid off the bra's straps. She laid back down on the bed and brought Quinn's hands up to the fabric that still lay covering one of Rachel's most private spots.

"There you go," she whispered to Quinn, her hands finding their way back to Quinn's hips.

Quinn smiled, and thought about how Rachel's hands were like sailing ships, constantly floating their way across the sea for years and years, that finally found a safe place to anchor. Her hands grasping onto Quinn's hips as if she would float away if she didn't. That couldn't happen. Quinn wouldn't let her.

Finally, Quinn lifted the bra off of Rachel. A small gasp fell from her lips as she took in the most glorious sight she had ever seen. She let the bra drop to the floor before she ran her hands up Rachel's stomach. She adored how soft the skin she found was, like silk; but the skin she found there was no match for the soft pillows she now found in her hands.

"Oh my god, Rach.. you're gorgeous" Quinn moaned and swooped down for a quick kiss to Rachel's lips before trailing kisses down her jaw, neck, and collarbone.

Rachel squeezed the hips she loved so much and moaned softly, "Q, you feel so good."

Quinn gently began massaging Rachel's breasts, and moaned as she felt Rachel's nipples harden beneath her palms.

"This is the most amazing feeling in the world."

"You haven't even gotten to the sex part yet."

"Shhhhhhhh, boobs."

Quinn took Rachel's left nipple between her thumb and index finger and began rolling it between them as she sucked on a particularly sensitive spot she had found on Rachel's collarbone.

Rachel arched into Quinn with a moan, "Quinn, you're so good at this, oh my god."

Quinn kissed down Rachel's chest and brought the right nipple into her mouth and began palming the left one again. She swirled her tongue around the small bud and sucked as she raked her fingers down Rachel's abdomen. She released the right nipple with a wet pop and switched over to the left as she began playing with the hem of Rachel's pants.

Rachel moans and made light scratches up Quinn's back. She made quick work of Quinn's bra, throwing it to the floor in record time. She continued to revel in the feeling of Quinn's mouth working wonders on her, but she really wanted to see Quinn too.

Rachel quickly flipped them over, effectively breaking the mouth-to-breast action; she was pretty disappointed about that, but all was made up for as she took in Quinn's perfect, perky breasts.

"Oh, fuck," moaned Rachel, under her breath, "You look so gorgeous, baby, so gorgeous."

Rachel quickly took both breasts into her hands and palmed them slow; memorizing the feeling of the softness being kneaded under her palms.

Quinn couldn't help but arch into her, she had never felt anything like this before. She already felt like she was going to spontaneously combust - which was not going to happen yet, because she was most definitely not Finn! Her fingers raked down the olive skin of Rachel's back until she reached the pants that, once off, meant that they were really doing this.

"I am so ready for this."

Quinn's nimble fingers quickly found their way under the elastic of Rachel's pants.

"Is this okay? Are you ready?" Quinn panted out between soft moans.

Rachel did a slight nod into Quinn's neck as she was busy working on creating another hicky; but it was all Quinn needed - they were both ready, they knew it.

Quinn made much quicker work of the pants than she did with the bra, throwing them off to the side, and taking Rachel's ass into her hands. She palmed it at the same medium speed that Rachel was palming her breasts at. She squeezed it firmly and used it as leverage to flip them over once more.

Then, all the movement stopped and a small gasp fell from Quinn's lips for a countless time.

"Oh, fuck, her bra wasn't the only thing that was thin."

"It looks amazing, she looks amazing."

"Then tell her that, dumbass."

Quinn ran her hands up Rachel's thighs and whimpered quietly as she noticed a small wet patch on Rachel's underwear, "Fuck, Rach.. You look so fucking amazing; I can't even explain it to you. You're so sexy, you're so hot. Fuck. Fuck you look so good."

Rachel bit her lip nervously and rubbed her upper arm gently, "Really?"

Quinn smiled gently and thought back to all those weeks ago at the mall when she brought down Rachel's hand from her arm, to between them. She did it again, taking Rachel's nervous hand in her own, and brought it between them, "Rach, you're the most beautiful girl in this entire world. All of this, seeing you, feeling you, touching you, is like a dream come true. It's so magical.." Quinn laid atop Rachel and cupped her cheek gently; silently adoring the feeling of their chests pressed together.

"Rachel, tonight has already been so special, and I love you. I love you more than you could possibly imagine. Just looking at you makes me feel like a supernova is going off, and I can hardly imagine what the rest of the night will feel like."

Quinn gently brushed back a stray piece of hair and looked over the woman she loved's face. She really was the most stunning girl she'd ever laid her eyes on. The only person Quinn had really ever felt anything for was Rachel. She wanted to give her everything, to make her feel like the world was at her fingertips - that she could reach and achieve anything. She wanted to make her feel like she was floating on air, like she was on cloud nine.

"I love you," Quinn whispered as she met the shining eyes, "You're the most beautiful girl I've ever met…"

Rachel blushed and a smile crept onto her face and she whispered back, "But I'm a lot more than that."

Quinn giggled as she thought back to how caring Rachel had been that prom night, and how dumb she had been back then; but that was all over now, and here she was about to make love to the one person who had ever truly cared about her, and the one person she had ever truly loved. She kissed the tip of her nose and smiled, "Of course you're a lot more than that."

The couple laughed softly and brought their lips together once more. Rachel tongue asked for entrance, which Quinn readily supplied. Their tongues met in a playful manner; sometimes playing for dominance, other times just flicking and swirling around together to show they were connected. Rachel's hands found their way under Quinn's pants, and quickly slipped them off; leaving both the girls in their panties.

Quinn rose up on Rachel's lap and gave Rachel a nervous grin, "I'm going to take our underwear off now, okay?"

Rachel refrained from chuckling and bit her lip with a small smile, "Go ahead, love."

Quinn nodded resolutely ("Cute," Rachel thought), and rolled over to the side of Rachel. She lifted her hips and as gracefully as she could, shimmied out of her black cotton panties. Rachel's mouth immediately watered as she really took in the sight of Quinn's toned and creamy-pale skinned thighs. She had to refrain from desperately pulling off her underwear and going down on Quinn right there; she knew Quinn wanted to take her panties off for the first time, and she was more than happy to oblige. Quinn quickly returned to straddling Rachel, and the brunette licked her lips as she took in her first glimpse of Quinn's sex.

"Oh my Barbara, she looks so good."

"I knew the female anatomy was intriguing, but this is on a whole other level."

"She has to be a goddess."

"Note to self: be sure to ask Quinn if she could somehow possibly be related to Aphrodite."

Quinn smirked at the obvious look of want on Rachel's face and hooked her fingers under the waistband of Rachel's lace panties. She bit her lip and trailed her eyes down Rachel's body; admiring every toned inch of skin. Her eyes reached the thin fabric, and Quinn realized she was very much ready to see her lover's area without the thin, see-through barrier.

She slid the panties off teasingly, and looked up at Rachel who was beginning to squirm. Their eyes met, and a spark seemingly flew between them.

"I love you, Rach," Quinn said breathlessly as she pulled the panties off and threw them to the ground.

"I love you, Quinn," Rachel replied softly, but confidently, "I want you. I'm ready."

Quinn moaned and brought her lips to Rachel's passionately. For the hundredth time tonight, their tongues met in a synchronized dance, exploring each others mouth. Quinn's right hand run up the length of Rachel's upper thigh, and Rachel trembled in anticipation.

"I'm so fucking ready."

"I want her so fucking bad, I've never been this turned on in my entire life."

"Just tell me what feels good, or if something hurts, or if you want me to stop, okay?"

Rachel tried her best to smile and nod, but she couldn't; she just chuckled and spread her legs a little bit more, "Baby, I promise I'm ready to go. I'll let you know if I need anything; it's okay."

Quinn didn't need to hear any more. Her lips connected to Rachel's pulse point and her fingers gently massaged next to the heat she so desperately wanted to touch; but Quinn wanted to make this a full-body experience.

Quinn rubbed the clean-shaven lips gently, moaning against Rachel's skin when she found that the wetness had already spread there.

Rachel whimpered at the sensations Quinn was giving her and tangled one hand into the soft, blonde hair.

"C-CQ, please.." Rachel asked quietly.

Quinn moaned and moved up to give Rachel a soft, quick kiss, knowing what Rachel was asking for. Both girls moaned loudly as Quinn's fingers ran their way through the folds of Rachel's heat. She gathered as much of the slick juices on her fingers as she could before she slid two fingers into Rachel's entrance.

"Oh, fuck," Rachel gasped, grabbing onto Quinn's hips, "Oh my god, keep going please, Q."

Quinn didn't need anymore instruction. Her fingers slid easily into Rachel, back and forth. She moaned as Rachel's walls twitched and clenched around her fingers.

"Mm, god, you're so tight, Rach, it feels so good on my fingers, baby," Quinn moaned huskily into Rachel's ear.

Rachel whimpered and dug her nails into Quinn's shoulder blades and scratched down. Rachel felt like she was going crazy. There was just so much feeling! Quinn's husky voice in her ear, fingers that felt like they'd been doing this for years buried deep inside of her (through the haze, Rachel thought to later ask Quinn if she had in fact been doing something similar to herself for years), and the way her clit was pulsing like never before were all driving her insane. Was it even possible for it to feel this good the first time?

"Yes, there," Rachel moaned loudly as she arched her back high into Quinn, who had found a particularly sensitive area inside of Rachel. Quinn moaned and kissed Rachel hard and passionately as she alternated between hitting the spot and rubbing it.

Their bodies began moving back and forth together, as Quinn picked up the pace. Their moans intertwined as much their legs were, and their bodies were so close not even a needle would be small enough to get between them. They were finally one, together.

Quinn's free hand intertwined with Rachel's. They squeezed their hands together, and as Quinn twisted her fingers inside of Rachel, the brunette moaned, "Baby, I'm so close, so close, oh Quinn!"

Quinn kissed up Rachel's neck and whispered huskily once more, "I love you, I love you, breathe."

And with that, Rachel's moans of pleasure were swallowed by Quinn's mouth as she kissed her deeply and pumped her fingers slower to help Rachel ride out the most intense orgasm she'd ever had. Her eyes had rolled to the back of her head, her legs shook and buckled, and her back and neck arched as the electric pulses radiated through every fiber of her being.

She collapsed down onto the bed, Quinn sliding her fingers gently in and out, before completely pulling out and peppering soft kisses all around Rachel's face.

"Oh, Sweetheart, oh Rach, so good, so good, I love you," Quinn cooed softly, as she took Rachel into her arms and continued to shower her with kisses.

Rachel panted and swooned at how loving and caring Quinn was being. She loved this. She loved being held and comforted and adored. But she also loved what came before it and how special it had been, how good it felt - and now it was Quinn's turn.

Rachel cupped Quinn's cheek gently to stop her massacre of kisses, and placed one solid kiss onto Quinn's lips before climbing over her and running her hands down the pale, soft body. Her hands cupped Quinn's breasts and palmed them as she kissed down Quinn's neck.

"Mm Rach.." Quinn moaned, running a hand through Rachel's disheveled hair and another up and down her back.

Rachel licked her lips and moaned, "I want to taste you, baby, I want to so badly."

Quinn whimpered and her hips canted upward instinctively into Rachel, "Please, please."

Rachel squeezed Quinn's breasts and pulled her nipples before dragging her hands down to Quinn's thighs. Her olive tinted fingers contrasted beautifully against the pale skin, and she massaged the thighs as she lowered herself.

She moaned as she got her first good look of Quinn's sex; cute trimmed blonde hair surrounded the area, and the wet pink folds of Quinn's perfect heat had spread - ready and begging to be tasted.

"Fuck, CQ, you look so good, oh fuck, you're so wet, baby," Rachel moaned and slid her fingers through the hot wetness. She rolled her fingers around until she hit the nub she'd be looking for, and pressed it firmly.

Quinn arched and moaned loudly, tugging at Rachel's hair, "Oh fuck, do that again."

Rachel smirked and instead brought her mouth to the nub and sucked. Rachel moaned loudly around Quinn's clit, sending vibrations throughout the whole of Quinn's abdomen. Quinn moaned, her head rolling backwards and her hips rolling forwards.

"Rach.. Rach.. ohh yess that tongue baby!" Quinn grabbed the headboard with her free hand and arched higher as Rachel slid her tongue into Quinn's entrance.

Rachel was mesmerized at how amazing Quinn tasted. She didn't want to stop drinking the juices that Quinn was giving her. They were the perfect mix of sweetness and tanginess; it was like the juice of the gods, and Quinn was giving her all of it. She was going to be drunk on Quinn, and she didn't give a shit if there was going to be a hangover tomorrow because she was going to get absolutely wasted on the taste of Quinn. All things Quinn. She really loved Quinn.

"She tastes so good."

"Related to Aphrodite, I'm telling ya."

"Oh Rachel, Rachel, use your fingers please I want to feel your fingers, Rach," Quinn moaned as she began bucking - signaling how close she was becoming.

Rachel lapped at Quinn's tightening walls as fast as she could, and moaned at the sensation of Quinn clenching around her. She licked up the length of Quinn, and slid two fingers into the tight heat. Her fingers were engulfed immediately, Quinn's muscles instinctively clenching her fingers and drawing her in deeper.

"Oh Rach, Rach, Rach, Rach, yes, yes, there, there, there! Oh fuck, there!" Quinn's moans turned into screams as her back arched off the bed and she rode Rachel's face with no shame. Her fingers almost painfully pulled Rachel's hair, and her toes curled as she shook uncontrollably from her high.

Rachel moaned at the flood of juices that entered her mouth and lapped up all she could get greedily. She slid her fingers out and used her tongue once more to get any more that she could. When Quinn finally collapsed and began whimpering, she licked up the length and kissed sweetly up Quinn's body until their lips connected in a languid, tired, loving kiss.

"How is it even possible for it to feel that good," Quinn whispered gently as she nuzzled her nose into Rachel's hair.

Rachel hummed and wiped her fingers on the sheets, before using her other hand to play with Quinn's hair, "Apparently it is because that was absolutely amazing."

Rachel smiled at the sleepy Quinn and brushed some stray hair out of her face and whispers, "So do you still hurt?"

Quinn giggled goofily and shook her head no, "No, but maybe I will in the morning." Quinn wiggled her eyebrows, causing Rachel to laugh, before snuggling her head into the crook of Rachel's neck.

The couple tangled their limbs together. They held onto each other securely and exchanged a sweet kiss; Quinn moaning quietly as she tasted herself on Rachel's tongue.

"I love you so much," Rachel whispered as Quinn began falling asleep, her head nestled back in Rachel's neck.

"I love you so much," she replied, as Rachel lifted the comforter over both of them.

The brunette gently kissed the blondes forehead. She was more content than she had ever been before. Rachel fell asleep to the soft, quiet snores of Lucy Charlie Quinn Fabray.

A/N: OMG! I'M SO EXCITED THAT I FINALLY GOT AROUND TO UPDATING! I hope you liked this chapter! That was my first time writing smut omg that was hard no pun intended. Please review, I absolutely love getting feedback and hearing from you guys! And especially since the smut thing was a first for me, so your thoughts would be very appreciated. Thank you for reading!