The brunette was very lucky that Quinn was half asleep or she would come face to face with the rage of a grouchy Fabray.
Quinn sighed.
"Rach, why are we on the beach at this hour?" she asked, but Rachel just continued to pull her until they reached the beach.
When she didn't get a reply, she just plopped herself to the ground. The beach was almost pitch black at this point, other than the moonlight and there was no sign of anyone else on the beach.
"Hey this sand is actually quite comfortable" Quinn announced and let herself sink farther, preparing to sleep outside if she had too.
Her eyes fluttered shut, until she realized she was literally being dragged along the sand by a very Inpatient diva.
Quinn opened her mouth to yell but she was cut off by a huge gulp of sand entering her mouth.
She managed to rip her arm away from the diva's grasp and stand up, spitting the sand out of her mouth with disgust.
"Rachel, what is your problem? Your acting crazier than the time you were on vitamin D and you had your little crazy speech about angles before we did our mash-up" she yelled.
Rachel's face softened.
"Quinn, you remember that?" she asked.
Quinn smirked. "Of course I do, who could forget you were acting like a 5 year old whom had just consumed all of their chocolate eggs from Easter within 5 minutes" she informed her wife.
Rachel giggled, and tossed her sweater to the sand.
Quinn's eyebrows scrunched together. "So what reason might you have to drag me from my slumber at this time of night?" she asked, returning to her grumpy state.
Rachel blushed. "Well Quinn, while you were off drinking with Kurt at our wedding" She stopped, and winked at her "I had a little chat with Santana and Brittany, I told them I needed some help, I uh wanted to know some sort of romantic things I could do on the trip and halfway through Santana's train of ideas, in pops Brittany suggesting something un related to romantic, but it also made me realize that I had never done that uhm thing before, which they admitted to doing at least once a week" she confessed, looking down.
Quinn motioned with her hand, for Rachel to continue.
"Therefore, I could not sleep all night, mostly because you kept kicking me but also because I realized that I wanted to partake in this accomplishment" she whispered.
Quinn was about to open her mouth to ask Rachel, what exactly this task was but instead the brunette's finger met her lips.
"Just watch" The diva whispered, and Quinn could only nod.
Rachel took a deep breath, and took off her tank top, raising it over her head, leaving her in her pink bra.
A confused expression took over Quinn's face.
Rachel took another breath, and slowly but carefully pulled down her grey track pants, making sure to kick them aside.
Quinn's breath literally hitched in her throat, when she realized that Rachel was wearing a matching pink thong.
The blond's eyes then nearly exploded out of her sockets, when she watched Rachel unclip her bra, and let it fall carelessly to the sand.
Rachel gave her one last weak smile, before she let her panties drop.
Quinn's mouth went completely dry, she licked her lips.
She took a moment to stare at Rachel's naked body. Sure she had seen Rachel this way before, especially when they would partake in intimate activities, but before she had been so caught up in what she was doing she never really bothered to look, but now, now was different, this time she saw all of Rachel.
Quinn's eyes started on Rachel's face.
The brunette was extremely blushing, and she had her hair tucked behind her ear like she always did when she was nervous, which Quinn found completely adorable.
Her eyes traveled south.
The moonlight shone on Rachel's tan body, her drool worthy flat stomach, was perfectly shaped.
Quinn's eyes stopped frozen on the diva's legs.
Even though Rachel was short, Quinn was pretty sure her legs could go on forever.
Her incredibly shaped thighs, her muscular calves.
Her eyes darted up and met Rachel's when she heard a light whisper.
"Quinn".
In an instant Quinn was standing, her body was itching with anticipation as she moved closer the women she loved.
As soon as she came face to face with the diva, she reached out her hand, only to find Rachel darting towards the water.
Of course. She was now aware of what this task was: skinny dipping.
Leave it to Brittany and Santana to do that once a week.
A small giggle left her mouth, as she watched Rachel crash into the wave's then shriek.
The blond had also never gone skinny dipping before, but right then and there, she could care less.
She ripped off her nightie, which she had stolen from Rachel's bag, and ran full force at her wife.
Rachel was playing carelessly in the water, until she felt someone land on her, dunking her straight under the water.
When Rachel finally surfaced, her head emerged from the water and she glared at Quinn who was biting her lip.
She took one step towards her wife, she was now doing her best not to laugh.
"YOU'RE GOING TO GET IT" she screamed.
Quinn's eyes went wide with fear, before she began swimming as fast as she could out into the ocean.
They didn't stop until Quinn ran out of breath, and had to float on her back.
She closed her eyes, thinking Rachel was far behind her, but was surprised that the minute her eyelids shut, she felt a hand caress her back under the water.
Her eyes shot open and she saw Rachel floating beside her, a small smile playing on her lips.
Quinn looked up at the sky. "I never ever imagined myself doing this" she whispered.
Rachel snorted.
"Me either, and now we know why Santana and Brittany were so layed back in high school" she stated.
Quinn joined their hands, and both of them remained silent for a few minutes until she heard Rachel clear her throat.
"Quinn" she whispered, nervously.
The blond didn't bother opening her eyes. "Mm?" she responded.
"Quinn, we are out in the middle of the ocean, pretty far from land which I might add, what if a hungry mama shark decides to come out of nowhere and eat us? This is beginning to remind me a little too much of the movie Jaws" she whispered.
Quinn's eyes shot open, and their eyes met, widening.
At the exact same time, they looked down at the water, then back at each other before they hauled shit to the shore.
Once they reached, just above knee high water, Rachel collapsed, laughing hysterically.
Quinn sat down beside her wife, feeling warmth submerge her body up until her chest.
"You know, I use to do that a lot when I was a little girl. Not swim from sharks I mean, but my dad's always use to tell me that there was ghosts living under my basement stairs, so when I was down there I would count to five, shut off the light and race up the stairs as fast as I could, trying hard not to picture them grabbing my feet" Rachel told her, smiling at the memories.
Quinn couldn't help but picture it.
Little Rachel in her unicorn sweater, with her little argyle skirt, a horrified look on her face, running up the stairs, picking up her little knee socked feet as high as she could.
Rachel reached over and smacked her shoulder. "Quinn Fabray, you stop picturing it this instant!".
Quinn giggled and put her arm around her wife.
Rachel replied, by sighing happily and resting her head on the crook of Quinn's neck.
"This water feels like a bath" the diva whispered.
Quinn nodded in agreement, but she couldn't fight the feeling that was rising in her stomach as she remembered her wife was naked beside her.
The blond reached out and caught Rachel's chin in her hand, bringing their lips together.
Rachel gasped, she was slightly shocked but she smiled against Quinn's soft lips, the blond beside her made her completely and genuinely happy.
She pulled away and looked deep into Quinn's beautiful hazel eyes, getting lost in the endless orbs.
She gave Quinn a pleading look, asking the question without actually speaking.
When Quinn gently nodded her head, Rachel basically threw herself on top of the blond, bringing them into a deep passionate kiss.
Quinn reached under the water and trailed her hand along Rachel's stomach.
Rachel's hands were traveling all over her body, her thighs, her stomach, her back.
Quinn let out a growl, which caught Rachel off guard.
She pulled away and looked at Quinn confused.
The blond was now very annoyed with the water being in her way.
She gently took Rachel's hand, and pulled her until they reached the damp sand.
With one light shove, the brunette fell backwards on top the sand, and Quinn groaned, throwing herself on top of her.
Rachel was surprised with Quinn's forcefulness, she had never really seen Quinn like this, but what surprised her the most was how much she liked it.
This apparently was a lot telling by the pool of heat that formed between her legs.
Quinn watched as Rachel's chest rose, and fell.
She leaned over the brunette, placing her knees on either side, of the girl's hips, as she connected their lips in yet again, another passion filled kiss.
Rachel slid her tongue unto Quinn's mouth, without asking permission which resulted in the blond moaning, very loudly.
Feeling very satisfied with the noise, Rachel reached out and tangled her fingers in her wife's long blond hair, tugging her closer.
Getting the hint, Quinn pushed their faces together more, intensifying the kiss.
Rachel began to feel very impatient and lifted her hips slightly, hoping to reach Quinn but was disappointed when she failed, and fell back against the sand.
Quinn licked her lips.
She was barely able to contain herself when she heard Rachel whimper, and try and raise her hips.
The blond slowly brought their bodies together, feeling a jolt of pleasure shoot through her as Rachel immediately dug their fronts together.
Rachel's hand trailed up and down Quinn's body until she reached the blond's breasts, and began to knead them gently, making Quinn gasp with pleasure.
Quinn smirked and trailed her tongue down the brunette, starting from her neck, all the way down her body.
The brunette was pretty sure this was the most intimate they had ever been towards each other before.
Quinn slowly stroked the brunette's face and placed kisses down her cheek, then slid her mouth down Rachel's jaw, until she met Rachel's neck.
Rachel moved her head to the right slightly so she could expose her neck more.
She clenched her fists together, when she felt Quinn's mouth suck and nip on her pulse point.
Rachel bit down hard on her lip, and thrust her thigh in between Quinn's legs making the blond groan loudly.
Quinn looked at her dead in the eyes. "You are beautiful" she whispered, which made Rachel beam.
She slowly continued to suck on the brunette's neck, leaving her mark.
Rachel couldn't take it anymore.
She ripped Quinn's face away from her neck and joined their mouths, groaning into the connection.
The blond's face was boiling with heat, she had never felt this turned on before, ever.
She slid down Rachel's body, making the brunette squirm in her hold.
In one swift movement, she had Rachel's clit in her mouth, sucking on it lightly.
Rachel's eyes shot open, and she gasped, lifting her hips, aching for more.
Quinn smirked.
She had never seen Rachel like this before, her brown eyes were dark, with lust.
She continued to twirl and flick her tongue around as Rachel groaned every time. "Don't stop, please" She whimpered.
Hearing that, Quinn bit her lip and began riding Rachel's thigh once again, needing to feel the release as well.
Seeing Rachel this way, drove her completely insane and over the edge.
She took two fingers, and slowly shoved them inside the brunette, earning a low moan in response.
She could tell Rachel was getting close, she pushed her hips farther into Rachel's thigh, feeling herself begin to rise.
Rachel's hand was roughly rubbing Quinn's breast while she was trying so hard not to explode.
Quinn's fingers extracted the re-entered, curling as she thrust deeply one last time.
Rachel dug her nails into Quinn's chest, which was enough for the blond.
Both girls let out one final last groan, and felt their bodies were over with endless waves and waves of pleasure.
Quinn fell to the sand beside her wife, her body shaking intensely.
Rachel turned to face her, placing a small kiss on the blond's forehead.
"You Quinn Fabray are the most beautiful women in the entire world, inside and out" she whispered.
Quinn's stomach, erupted in butterflies, as she leaned over and caught Rachel's lips in a lingering kiss.
They both had just decided to lay there until the sun began to rise.
Quinn sighed. "Do you think anyone would notice if we just stayed right in the spot, in this exact moment for the rest of our lives?" she asked.
Rachel stood up and took Quinn's hand, lifting her so they could lace their fingers together.
"Well, as much as I would love that, there are a lot of kids that like the play on this beach, and clearly we have already infected it enough, I would rather not get kicked out of Peru on our second day, as little boys and girls find us laying in the sand naked" she announced.
Quinn nodded, and they began to walk back to the cabin.
"Hey Rach?"
The diva smiled. "Yes angel?" she responded, knowing Quinn loved it when she called her that.
Quinn smiled, and blushed. "Do you think maybe, we could cuddle?" she asked.
Rachel beamed. "Quinn you are completely adorable, but yes I would love to cuddle with you, and hopefully gain some more sleep we missed".