Rachel was disappointed that she had once again missed out on seeing her favourite blonde at lunch. However her talk with Brittany was enlightening to say the least. While it wasn't the brunette's preferred method of communication she decided to text the blonde.
Hey missed you at lunch today.
The response was almost immediate
From Quinn Fabray
Sry about that blame coach Sylvester
That woman is insane.
To Quinn Fabray
Do you want to hang out after school today?
From Quinn Fabray
I have practice this afternoon...
This is why Rachel hated texting, you couldn't see the other person's facial expressions or hear the tone of their voice.
To Quinn Fabray
Is everything ok?
From Quinn Fabray
Yeah I guess I just don't feel very well all I want to do is go home take a bath and forget today.
To Quinn Fabray
Ok I hope you feel better soon. I'll call you tonight
From Quinn Fabray
To Quinn Fabray
I understand. I'll call you tonight.
The remainder of the day moved painfully slow for Rachel. She couldn't shake the feeling that she'd done something to upset Quinn. The brunette was relieved that the teacher for her American History was sick which meant they had a substitute and not a Holly Holiday/Marry Poppin's on meth substitute either. They had a normal substitute who didn't give a rat's ass if they learned anything. This resulted in Rachel sitting in a darkened room trying to figure out what to do with Quinn. For the second time that day the brunette didn't notice that Brittany had once again stealthd her way into the seat next to her.
"So do you know what kind of date you're going to take Q on?"
"Brittany! What are you doing here you're not even in this class"
"I lost my class schedule a month ago, since then I've only been going to classes that are showing movies. So have you thought of something super romantic for Q yet? I figure you'd be really good at that sort of thing"
"Um no, not yet...I think I may have done something to upset her but I don't know what"
"Oh no, that's just how she is this time of the month she just gets really angry at everything...well angrier. Just like Santana cries way more than usual. I've found that candy usually fixes them"
"So that was what the lollipops were about then?"
"Yeah although they only lasts a short amount of time...Oh my god that's what you should do"
"What's what I should do?"
"You should go over to Quinn's tonight and take her stuff to cheer her up and then you should ask her out"
Rachel was becoming less and less surprised at the brilliance that flowed from the mouth of the blonde. It was an excellent idea but there were a couple of minor problems.
"That's a great idea Brittany but what do I do about Quinn's mom. I mean she threw her out for getting pregnant. I don't want to even think about what she would do if I showed up on her doorstep with the intention of courting her daughter"
"Oh you don't have to worry about Judy she's not anything like the way she used to be...also she spends Tuesdays at her boy-toy's place so Quinn will be home alone. San and I usually go and keep her company but those two can't be near each other at the moment so its like the perfect opportunity"
All of a sudden a realisation hit Rachel like a tonne of bricks. She didn't know a single thing about Quinn Fabray that wasn't connected with giving the girl an orgasm. Rachel felt disappointed in herself, she'd been so incredibly selfish. In the time she spent with Quinn what wasn't spent having sex, had been spent talking about Rachel.
"Rachel are you okay" The sound of the blonde's voice snapped Rachel out of it and she was hit with a new resolve.
"Brittany I need a favour" The blonde perked up and smiled at the brunette.
Quinn hadn't thought her day could have gotten much shittier. First her period, then the hell that was Cheerios, the stupid that was Mr Schue, the evil that was coach Sylvester, the hell that was Cheerios again and now Brittany and Santana had cancelled on her. Quinn was happy that her mom was moving on from her dad, the woman had really turned over a new leaf. Quinn didn't even mind the fact that her mom was a total cougar and that the guy she was seeing was that young that society would consider him age appropriate for Quinn. The blonde just hated being at home by herself, it reminded her too much of the isolation she had felt when she was pregnant. Not that she wanted to spend much time with Santana in her current state. There was something about the girl's constant near hysterics bought out angry Quinn like nothing else. The only thing the blonde had to look forward to was talking to Rachel. But the blonde was even having a hard time being happy about that. She was jealous about all the time Rachel seemed to spending with Santana and Brittany. The two girls Rachel had thought about while she'd masturbated. The blonde knew that she and Rachel didn't have any sort of formal commitment to each other and she had no right to be jealous. But the hell if she was going to share the tiny diva with anyone, Quinn wanted Rachel all to herself.
After her second hellish practice was over (Quinn had made halve the squad cry) the blonde headed home. She had a plan, first she was going to take a long bubble bath. Between Rachel, cheerleading and nature her body was a wreck. Then she was going to sit on the couch, eat everything she could find that contained bacon or chocolate while watching crappy reality shows and waiting for Rachel to call. Quinn thought about her plan and offended her own feminist sensibilities. She was being a complete and utter pathetic clique teenage girl. Then she mentally told her inner feminist to fuck off and come back in three days.
Rachel stood still she had never felt so confronted and clueless in her entire life. She had thought that this would be a simple task, but the brunette had been wrong, very wrong. There were so many choices, so many variables that she hadn't taken into account. Her plan required perfect execution one slip –up and she would end up making a complete ass of herself. Rachel was standing alone in an isle in a convenience store staring down row after row of feminine hygiene products. Her plan had been go to the store load up on supplies of anything that Quinn might require plus plenty of goodies. Then go to Quinn's house and fuss over her until she felt better. Then when the moment was right ask Quinn out on a date for Friday night.
She had found out from a sniffling Santana that the blonde's mood hadn't exactly improved as her day had gone on. Rachel was stumped she sighed out loud and let her gaze move to the items that were stacked next to the tampons. She thought to herself who the hell thinks that the appropriate place to place the condom is right next to the tampons. Rachel shook her head in annoyance then looked back at the tampons. She was just about to bite the bullet and select a box and hope for the best when.
"Berry what the hell are you doing in this aisle, I thought you came in here to get chocolate and ice cream?" A puffy red eyed Santana stormed up to the tiny brunette followed by Brittany.
"I just thought I'd cover all bases I'm sure its not exactly pleasant having to buy such things and I'd save Quinn the trouble"
"Berry I know you're new to this but when you ask a girl out you should probably give her flowers not tampons, unless of course you want to be slapped"
"Actually San it was my idea, you know how embarrassed Quinn gets when she has to buy tampons and it's not like that's all Rachel is taking over"
Santana just shrugged in response. She was tired all she wanted was for Berry to hurry her ass up so that she could drop her off at Quinn's place. Brittany moved and hugged the Latina from behind, it made Santana feel a million times better.
"Um you guys wouldn't happen to know which ones she likes would you"
Santana grabbed a box and threw it at the brunette who barely caught it. Rachel placed it in her shopping basket which was laden with other goodies for the blonde. Brittany and Santana started to walk towards the cash register and then realised that Rachel hadn't moved.
"What's the holdup Berry?" Santana was becoming even more impatient; they still had two more stops before they could drop Rachel off at Quinn's. Then the Latina noticed what Rachel was staring at.
"Oh hell to the no Berry you are not thinking what I think you're thinking!"
"Well it just occurred to me that Quinn doesn't have a box at her house and it would be the responsible thing to do in case..."
"Rachel if you show up to Quinn's house with a box of condoms while she's in her current condition she won't need to slap you because I will have already done it" Rachel was a little taken back Brittany had caught her by surprise. Of course the blonde was right. Rachel then quickly moved to the register to pay.
Quinn sat on the couch and angrily flicked through the channels. Her plan hadn't worked out as she would have liked. While she had managed to have a nice long soak in the tub, it was sans bubble bath because they were out. It also turned out that there was not a single chocolate or bacon product in the entire house. To make matters worse Rachel hadn't called yet. There was a knock at the front door, Quinn ignored it, it was probably those Jehovah Witness people again. Ever since Quinn had returned home they had been a constant annoyance trying to save the blonde or some such. There was another knock, Quinn just turned up the volume on the TV to drown out the noise. A couple of minutes passed, the blonde was watching a Kardashian sister call her mother a cunt when the blondes phone lit up and started to ring. Upon reading the caller I.D Quinn snatched up her phone with such speed that out of embarrassment she forced herself to wait a couple of moments before hitting the accept button
"Hey can you answer your door please"
"What?"
"Answer your front door, you are home right? I'm pretty sure I can hear Khloe Kardasian calling someone a bitch in there"
Quinn sprung up off the couch and ran to the front door. She swung it open and was met with Rachel Berry who was holding juggling three brown bags while trying to talk on her phone.
"What are you doing here?"
"I came to cheer you up I know you had a terrible day so I thought you were in need of some spoiling'
Quinn didn't really know what to make of the situation. No boyfriend she'd had, had bothered to as much as even call the girl when she'd had a bad day.
"Um, I hate to be rude but could you invite me in please. I'm starting to lose my grip"
Quinn came to her senses; she grabbed one of the bags off the brunette and led her into the living room. Quinn put the bag down on the coffee table picked up the remote and muted the fighting Kardashians. Rachel followed suit and placed the remaining bags on the coffee table. Rachel was unsure of herself, Quinn's house was rather intimidating, beautiful but intimidating.
"Your house is lovely Quinn"
"Thanks, um you didn't have to go all this trouble Rachel" Quinn was feeling self conscious, she was also aware that she was in her pyjamas and they weren't her sexy pyjamas either. They were a food stained tank top and a pair of cotton boxers, also her hair was uncombed and still drying from her bath and she wasn't wearing any make up. The blonde felt the exact opposite of sexy. She crossed her arms over her chest hoping to hide the fact that she wasn't wearing a bra.
Rachel didn't notice any of this, she was struck with how beautiful Quinn looked. Without make up the girls eyes were a bright shinny shade of green. Her hair was slightly curly and her skin was glowing. Rachel had realised the last over the last couple of days that as sexy as Quinn looked in her cheerleading uniform, she was absolutely stunning when she let herself be herself. Rachel much preferred the softer Quinn in sundresses to the hbic in a cheerios uniform. Rachel leaned forward and kissed Quinn on the cheek.
"Yes I did" the two girls looked into each other's eyes and Rachel felt her heart skip a beat. She loved the feeling she got when Quinn looked at her like she was doing right now.
"Okay so in bag number one we have snickers, mars bars, Hershey bars, m&m's, peanut m&m's, reices pieces and triple chocolate fudge brownie ice cream which I fill go put in the freezer if you can direct me to your kitchen " Quinn's eyes nearly bugged out of her head when she heard Rachel list off all the chocolately goodness.
"Um its just at the end of the hall" Rachel took the tub of ice cream out of the bag and headed out the room. Quinn was far too curious to wait until she got back so she sat down on the couch and picked up the second bag. In it she found Advil, bubble bath, body butter and most surprisingly a box of tampons. While Quinn was surprised by the little box she was very grateful she was running low and was not looking forward to having to go store for the particular item.
"I hope I didn't overstep or anything" Quinn turned her head and saw a worried Rachel.
"I'm a little surprised, but thank you...you know one time when I'd just started seeing Finn we were on a date and I was um...caught off guard you could say. He made me go into the store by myself with his letterman jacked tied around my waist while he waited in the car. Then he didn't speak to me the whole way home. I'd never been so embarrassed in my life" Quinn's stomach churned at the memory. Rachel was outraged she crossed her arms and stomped over to join the blonde on the couch.
"Gah like I needed another reason to dislike that boy. You would think that being someone who was raised by a single mother he would have some sort of compassion" Rachel plopped down next to the blonde who turned and gave Rachel a quick peck on the cheek and snuggled closer to the girl.
"So what's in bag number three?"
"I have it from a very reliable and very teary source that these are your weakness" Rachel reached into the bag and Quinn was hit with a familiar smell. Rachel pulled out a bacon burger. The wrapper was transparent and dripping with grease. Rachel thought it was one of the grossest things she had ever put her hand on. Quinn thought it looked magnificent, her mouth watered in anticipation. Rachel was happy Quinn's reaction to the burger made the whole thing worth it. She handed it to the blonde then reached back into the bag and pulled out fries and a vegi burger for herself. She'd actually been quite impressed with the dive of a burger joint Santana had taken her to. They had a surprisingly impressive range of options for non-carnivorous folk such as herself. She said as much to the blonde, which earned her another kiss, this one was on the lips and lasted longer. Rachel had to ignore the feeling in her crotch, there was no way the brunette was making the night about sex in any way shape or form.
The two girls ate their dinner and watched crappy one crappy reality show after another. When the burgers were gone Rachel had gone into the kitchen and fixed the most epic ice-cream Sunday for the blonde. It featured some of all of the different chocolate the brunette had purchased as well as maraschino cherries and mini marshmallows that the brunette had found in the kitchen. Rachel had then insisted on feeding it to the blonde herself. Quinn had objected but Rachel had decided that she liked feeding Quinn. Also she positioned the cold bowl on her lap to discourage any further excitement from her member. When Quinn was completely satisfied the two girls lay on the couch Rachel was the big spoon and gently rubbed Quinn's belly with one hand and gently ran her fingers through the blonde's hair with the other.
Neither girl had ever felt as comfortable with another person in their lives. Quinn had been blown away by the effort Rachel had gone to, to cheer her up. She knew Rachel took her veganism very seriously and was quick to lecture people about it, but the brunette had not said a word about it all night. Rachel also hadn't made any sort of sexual advance towards Quinn but had somehow managed to make the blonde feel beautiful. She loved the way Rachel was so gentle in her touches, that somehow the brunette knew exactly how to sooth her. She was actually feeling quite sleepy in Rachel's arms but she didn't want the night to end.
"Rach?"
"Yes Quinn" Rachel was also feeling very sleepy and was perfectly content with her face nuzzled into Quinn's neck
"Would you mind staying with me tonight...I hate being by myself at night"
"Of course I will baby, just let me call my dads okay" The brunette was a little surprised by the blonde's request but it made her extremely happy. What didn't make her happy was having to leave her current position. She got up and called home, she wasn't exactly sure what her dads would say or even if they would agree to let her spend the night with the girl she had been sleeping with. She had sent them a text after school explaining that she wouldn't be home until late. Leroy answered the phone and then got Hiram to pick up a second phone in the house so that Rachel could explain the situation. Rachel was ecstatic when they agreed, after a short lecture on respect of boundaries. She hung up the phone and looked around Quinn had turned off the TV but was nowhere to be seen.
"Quinn" The brunette called out
"Upstairs, could you turn off the lights when you come up please" Rachel did as she had been asked and made her way up the stairs. She headed towards the room with the open door and the light on. On entering she knew that it was Quinn's room, it was very neat and tidy but there was something about it that made it different from the rest of the house. It was warmer, it had heart. What it didn't have was Quinn. Rachel entered and looked about she noticed a large walk in closet and a small bathroom which seemed to be empty.
"Hey, I just went to find you something to sleep in" Rachel turned around and saw Quinn in the doorway of the room holding a pair of men's boxers .
"You can borrow one of my tank tops, but I figured that these would be more comfortable for you. Don't worry they haven't been worn before. My mom threw dad out with what he was wearing on his back. All his clothes are still here some of them are brand new."
"Thanks that's really thoughtful of you, um do you mind if I have a shower before I go to bed"
"Sure there are clean towels under the sink" Rachel took the boxers from Quinn along with a tank top the girl had pulled out of one of her draws and headed into the bathroom. Rachel could feel her nerves building her conversation with her dads had woke her up and now she was all jittery. She took out a fresh towel then turned on the shower. She undressed and got underneath the water. Quinn's shower was even better than her own. Suddenly it dawned on Rachel that she was going to be sleeping next to Quinn tonight. Rachel had worked very hard all night making sure that Quinn didn't get the wrong idea about Rachel's intentions. Rachel didn't want Quinn waking up to find Rachel grinding her boner into her while she slept. At the same time Rachel knew that the only chance of avoiding such a situation was also pretty suspect. Rachel's body on the other hand didn't care what Rachel thought or felt and started to react to the bliss that was the shower. Rachel had become more and more adventurous with her own body. She hadn't taken a single shower since Saturday in which she hadn't masturbated; it was quickly becoming one of her favourite pastimes. Shed also discovered that the lube her father had bought was much more fun than shower gel. Rachel was semi hard and she knew that if she was going to do this she would have to do it quickly so that Quinn wouldn't know. She started to tug on herself with a little more force than she usually used. The effect was the same even if the experience was different. Rachel liked to take her time with this act, let a fantasy play out, all of which now only featured Quinn in a leading role. Actually Rachel tended to take a little too much time, there had been a very awkward conversation with her dads concerning the matter. Rachel had nearly died when they had told said that "while masturbation is healthy and your just beginning to discover your body we are the ones who pay the water bill so please be more considerate". Rachel had asked how they knew what she'd been doing in the shower they had told her that the lack of singing had given her away. She tried to ignore the embarrassing memory and focus on the task at hand or rather in hand. She was grateful that her body wasn't too distracted by what she was thinking and she knew it wouldn't take much more before she went over the edge.
Back in her room Quinn waited for Rachel to finish her shower. The door to the bathroom wasn't completely closed and the blonde was fighting the urge to go and perve on Rachel while she was in the shower. Then the blonde heart the brunette let out a grunt. The sound was familiar to the blonde and she had a sneaking suspicion what was going on. She crept over to the door and peered in, her suspicions were confirmed when she saw what Rachel was doing. The blonde wasn't mad at the brunette actually she was ridiculously curious to see what Rachel looked like when she played with herself. Quinn let her eyes travel over the brunettes naked body. Her back was arched which made her breasts stick out, Rachel was pinching one of her nipples. Her hand pumped quickly up and down on her rock hard cock, Quinn felt a tug at her own centre at the sight. She cursed her current state from preventing her from going and joining the brunette. Quinn let her eyes travel back up to the brunettes face, her eyes were squeezed shut and her mouth was open a little, every now and then Rachel would run her tongue over her bottom lip and then bite it. Rachel's movements became jerkier and Quinn watched as ropes of cum squirted out of the tip of her cock. Rachel leant forward on the front wall of the shower and to catch her breath and recover.
Rachel had to admit she'd had more powerful orgasms, this one barely even rated in her opinion but given her current circumstance she didn't have any other options. She was a little startled when Quinn entered the room, she stood up and tried to look like she hadn't just been pleasuring herself.
"Just came in to brush my teeth" The blonde said with a smile, she loved the guilty look on Rachel's face she looked like she'd been caught with her hand in the cookie jar. Rachel finished pretending to shower then got out and started to dry herself off. Quinn stood with her back to her brushing her teeth. Quinn watched in the mirror as Rachel dried herself off, she noted that Rachel's cock while flaccid was still a little swollen. Rachel dressed in the borrowed pyjamas, the boxers were a little loose but they would do the job. Quinn rinsed and spit, then went to the draw and pulled out a new tooth brush and handed it to Rachel. Rachel finished drying off her hair and took the brush and began cleaning her teeth. The scene reminded her of something from some 1950's TV show about a married couple. The thought warmed her heart. When Rachel was done Quinn who had been watching her the entire time with a sweet smile on her face gave the girl a quick peck on the cheek.
"Okay you go and get into bed, I'll be there in a second"
"Um which side do you sleep on"
"The left"
Rachel went and climbed into Quinn's bed, it was the most comfortable bed she had ever been it. Also it smelled like Quinn which gave Rachel a warm feeling in her stomach. Not long after Quinn turned off the light and crawled into bed facing Rachel.
"Thank you for tonight it was amazing"
"You're welcome...Quinn?"
"Yes Rachel"
"Would you like to go out with me on Friday night"
"On a date?"
"Yes on a date"
"I would love to"
Rachel leant forward and gave Quinn a soft kiss.
"Goodnight Quinn"
"Goodnight Rachel"
It wasn't long before both girls had drifted off to sleep both feeling warm and safe and loved.
AN: Thanks to everyone for the continued support. I think I've got it mapped out how I'm going to resolve things.
Also to all those hoping for a Rachel/Quinn/Santana fic I think I have an idea for a new story so when I'm done with this one I might start on it that. There was a point where I was going to take this story in that direction but I'm happy I didn't. It let me develop a Quinn/Rachel dynamic that I'm really enjoying writing, so thanks to the die-hard Faberry shippers who changed my mind.
Please review and let me know what you like, what you don't like and if there is anything you desperately want me to include. I will do my best to update again soon.