A/N 1: Thanks for all the reviews, favs and alerts- you guys are always so amazing :-)
A/N 2: Training finally over. I am so tired that there were times today that I was scared to blink in case I couldn't get my eyes open again :-p Worked almost 35 hours in 3 days- insane! Had a fantastic journey back with the boys today though where I outed myself and then we proceeded to talk about hot ladies and listen to power ballads... it was a good bonding experience :-p
A/N 3: This is the chapter where this fic truly starts to earn its M rating ;-)
Quinn's POV
No, no, no, no, no!
"I don't believe it!" I groan.
Fuck! Shit! Son of a bitch!
"What is your Daddy doing home?" I practically whimper as I pull up outside Rachel's house. I don't even care how pathetic I sound, I could honestly cry from frustration right now.
"I don't know." Rachel is staring in disbelief as her Daddy gets out of his car. "Maybe if we drive away quickly he won't see us."
"And where would we go, a motel?" I tease.
"I was just going to suggest we go and park somewhere but a motel would be equally sufficient."
I stare at Rachel for a moment, my jaw dropping as I try to figure out if she is serious or not.
"Damn, he has seen us." She curses in frustration as she forces a fake smile onto her face and waves at her Daddy. "I guess we have to go in after all." She says glumly as she gets out of the car and I follow her miserably.
Rachel's POV
"Hi Daddy." I greet as cheerfully as I can muster.
"Hello girls." He greets us with a warm smile. "I'm so glad that you are home, I really need help making dinner."
"You're attempting cooking again?" I ask in disbelief. "Daddy, do you not remember the Great Fire of 2008?" I tease. "He and Dad never learn." I stage whisper to Quinn.
"There wasn't a fire." My Daddy protests.
"Really? I distinctly remember flames."
"Okay so there was perhaps a small, minor, hardly even worth mentioning fire." He concedes.
"Daddy you burned down half the kitchen!" I laugh and smile at Quinn as she giggles beside me.
"Exaggerations!" My Daddy exclaims. "Don't believe a word of it Quinn." He mock whispers to her. "This one has a flare for the dramatics."
"So I've noticed." Quinn grins as I huff and put my hands on my hips indignantly.
"So do you girls have any plans or do you want to help me keep the fires to a minimum?" He grins hopefully.
"Umm..." I glance at Quinn.
Yes Daddy I had plans to drag my best friend-slash-orgasm buddy upstairs and ravage her all afternoon.
"Err, no. No plans." I manage to force out.
I throw an apologetic look at Quinn as I follow my Daddy into the kitchen and she gives me a resigned shrug of 'what can we do?'
Quinn's POV
Painful. This evening is well and truly painful.
I love Rachel's Dads, I really do but right now I am cursing their very existence. My need for Rachel won't seem to abate, not that she has exactly been helping any. All through dinner she had sneakily trailed her fingers over my thigh. Every time her fingers had danced higher I only prayed that her Dads would think that my flushed face was due to the slight spiciness of the food.
I stare at my scrabble tiles but can't seem to focus on making a word out of the letters there. I am well on my way to my worst scrabble score ever, thanks to a certain brunette sat next to me. At every opportunity this evening she has caught my eyes with heated, meaningful looks that have made me squirm in my seat under the intensity of her gaze. She flashes a smile in my direction as she places her tiles on the board, her eyes blazing with a fire that makes my throat go dry.
"I believe this round belongs to me." Rachel exclaimed boastfully as her Dads both rolled their eyes. "Shall I set up for the next one?"
"Honey, I think that might be enough scrabble for one night." Hiram suggests tiredly.
"Afraid to lose to me again?" Rachel teases with a victorious smile.
"More like we are afraid of winning and have our little diva pout all night." Hiram teased back with an affectionate smile.
"As if any of you could beat my superior vocabulary Dad." Rachel scoffed as her Dads and I all laughed at her egotism, knowing that she wasn't entirely serious.
"True enough honey. So would the reigning champ like a victory hot chocolate?" Her Daddy offered as he dragged Hiram out to the kitchen with him. I am fairly sure they were just making an excuse to have a break from Rachel's smugness for a few minutes and was just about to tease her as such when I suddenly found myself with a lap full of Rachel. I barely had time to register the fact when her lips locked onto mine greedily as her hands raked eagerly through my hair.
"Your Dads." I warned when my mind finally caught up. I am already panting hard as she crashes her lips against mine repeatedly.
"We have a few minutes." Rachel assured me distractedly as her lips worked their magic against mine. As her fingers scratch lightly against the back of my neck I find myself instantly forgetting the presence of her fathers in the kitchen, as her tongue enters my mouth all thoughts leave me completely. As her tongue massages against mine I can't contain a soft moan as I grab her hips and pull her against me desperately as I deepen the kiss keenly. Rachel arches her back to press her body flush against mine as I begin to suck lightly on her tongue. We are both rapidly losing control as Rachel squirms restlessly in my lap. My hips buck up against her in a fruitless search for friction as my frustration escalates out of control.
A sudden noise from the kitchen jolts us both out of our lust filled haze. We stare at each other for a few moments as we both pant to get our breathing back under control. Rachel is gazing at me with dark eyes that reflect the same need and longing that is coursing through my own veins. She offers me a sweet smile and pecks a kiss to my lips before reluctantly climbing off of my lap. I gaze at her dumbly as she pats her hair down and fixes her clothes before glancing back over and me. Rachel chuckles at me slightly and reaches over to fix my hair for me as I continue to stare at her dazedly.
I try desperately to calm my rapidly beating heart as her Dads return with our hot chocolates. I grab my mug quickly to keep my hands from fidgeting and pray that the flush across my face and chest is not too obvious. Having Rachel sat so close beside me is not helping to calm my body any as I can feel the warmth of her body pressed against my side. As she reaches for her mug her arms brushes softly against mine and causes the fine hairs to all stand on end. A soft gasp escapes my mouth as goosebumps erupts where her skin had brushed against my own. Rachel glances at me and shoots me a small smile as she quirks her eyebrows at me.
For the love of all things holy, please stop being so sexy right now.
I almost groaned at the sexy little look she shot me and rolled my eyes at myself for being so hopeless around her. Unable to look Rachel's Dads in the eye right now and not daring to look in Rachel's direction I steadfastly fix my gaze on my hot chocolate. What I really need right now is some kind of ice water rather than the warm, chocolately liquid but at the very least it serves as a distraction.
I am granted a small mercy when her Dads switch on the television so at least I won't have to attempt to make conversation whilst my mind is still in a stupor. Still the reprieve does nothing to distil the awkwardness of sitting here painfully aroused with Rachel's Dads sat just feet away.
Rachel yawns beside me and I stare at her in disbelief as she drops her head to my shoulder as her eyes droop closed.
She is tired? Seriously?
Here I am, painfully turned on. My body is practically humming with desire and she is falling asleep? Why was she not affected by our little makeout session the way I was?
My mind is a jumble of confused thoughts as Rachel nuzzles into me sleepily. I curse myself for shivering at the feel of her breath against my neck. If she isn't affected then I don't want to be either. I clench my jaw stubbornly as I try to convince my body that it is no longer affected by Rachel's proximity.
"Rachel honey, perhaps it is time for bed?" Leroy suggests as he glances over at her sleepy form.
"I think you're right." She murmurs in a drowsy voice as she stretches and gets up from the sofa. "Goodnight Dad, Daddy." She kissed them both goodnight before offering me her hand. I almost refuse it just to be childish but realise that her Dads are watching so I take her hand silently and follow behind her glumly, my jaw clenched sulkily.
Quinn's POV
I can't keep the pout from my face as I trudge behind Rachel to her room. I honestly want to cry from frustration right now and I now that the relief of sleep won't come whilst my body is still throbbing this way.
As I traipse sullenly into Rachel's room I suddenly find myself pinned against the bedroom door by the gentle weight of Rachel's body. She wastes no time attaching her lips to mine as her hands start pulling my top up.
Wait, what is happening?
I pull back from Rachel's insistent lips and gaze at her questioningly before it clicks.
"You were faking!" I accuse in a shocked voice.
"It was the only way to get up here sooner rather than later without just saying 'Hey Dad, Daddy, I am going to go and get Quinn naked in my bed now and make her scream my name' because I am fairly sure that wouldn't go down too well." She chuckles and I feel my knees buckle slightly at her choice of words.
Rachel's hands go back to my top and easily pull it over my head before then starting to tug on my pants.
"I thought our deal earlier was that you would get naked." I remind her.
I stare at her completely dumbfounded as Rachel steps back and promptly removes her shirt and bra. My mouth goes completely dry and my heart practically pounds out of my chest as I stare appreciatively at her, unable to tear my eyes off of her. The sound of a zipper finally breaks me from my stupor and I reach out a hand and rest it on hers to stop their progress. Rachel looks up at me and I resume her hands task with my own as our gazes lock. I slip my hands down over her silky hips as I steadily pull her shorts and underwear down over her toned legs. Standing back up I drink in the sight of Rachel stood before me completely naked and feel my breath catch in my throat.
"Rachel," I whisper her name reverently, "You are so beautiful." I step forwards and pull her body against mine with a moan. "And so fucking sexy." I growl as my hands run up and down her back, basking in the feel of her soft skin.
I bend my head down to capture her lips with my own and pour everything that I have into our kiss. I try to convey to her just how much I want this, how much I want her as I move my lips urgently against hers. I continue to devour her lips as I back her up towards her bed.
Reluctantly I pry myself from her just long enough to hastily remove my remaining clothing. Rachel lays down on her bed and props herself on an elbow as her gaze travels slowly over my now naked body. I feel my stomach flutter as she licks her lips lightly and her gaze comes up to meet mine with a look of pure hunger. She smiles sexily at me and crooks a finger to beckon me towards her. Careful not to trip over my feet in my haste I climb onto her bed and crawl slowly, predatorily up her body as I drop open mouthed kisses her and there along her torso along the way. I grinned against her soft skin as she writhed restlessly beneath my lips.
Gradually I come to a stop and hover above her as I gaze down at her face. I try to read the various emotions that I see in her eyes and all I can see is desire and trust.
"Are you sure Rachel?" I ask tenderly. It is a question that I have to ask. This is too important, this is Rachel and it is not like our previous fooling around. This is sex. Real, full on sex and I know it is not something I can take lightly, not with her.
"Yes." She breathes out softly without a trace of doubt. "Are you?"
"Oh God yes." I groan throatily as I reclaim her lips.
I have never been more sure of anything in my life.
Rachel pulls me down into her and I marvel at the feel of her body against mine, skin to skin from head to toe. Her skin is so soft and delicious as it grazes teasingly against my own. We both moan at the contact and I rock my body down into hers as she simultaneously rocks hers up into me.
We kiss and tease each other for a while, our wandering hands simply enjoying all of the skin available. The intense desire coursing through me wants to just take Rachel already but this is her first time and I want to make it special so I reign in my own need and try to take it slowly and gently with her. Rachel of course has other ideas.
I find myself suddenly flipped onto my back with a surprising display of strength from Rachel as she straddles my hips.
"Rach?" I pant in surprise as I gaze up at her questioningly.
"You were taking too long." She shrugs, grinning down at me sexily. She grabs my hands and pins them above my head as she rocks her hips down against mine. As her thigh pushes against me I let out a small whimper, if she keeps that up I will be a goner within minutes, maybe even seconds.
Oh my God, please don't let me pull a Finn.
"There's plenty of time to be slow and gentle during round two," she breathes huskily into my ears as she leans down causing her breasts to brush against mine tantalisingly. "But right now I need you inside me."
Apparently that was all I needed to hear as I surge upwards and capture her lips in a scorching kiss, no longer holding back. I scoot backwards to rest against the headboard, pulling Rachel with me. I slide my hands down to her ass and pull her against me sharply causing her to squeal in surprise. I grin roguishly keeping our eyes locked as I lean forwards and capture a hard nipple in my mouth. Rachel lets out a moan of approval and writhes in my lap, her hands tangling roughly into my hair.
"Oh God Quinn." She groans above me as I flicker my tongue a few more times before switching my attention to her other breast. I find myself getting completely lost in the sweet sighs and moans that Rachel is emitting and already know that I will never get enough of being the one to do this to her.
"Please Quinn," Rachel pants desperately, "No more teasing." She begs. "Please Quinn, I need you. I need you to touch me."
Hearing Rachel beg sends a shiver of arousal through me. I have never felt more turned on or more wanted than I do in this moment with Rachel writhing in my lap pleading with me to touch her. My need for her is becoming almost painful in its blinding intensity.
Keeping one arm on her hip to keep her steady I run the other down the length of her body. As my fingers trail over her stomach Rachel rocks her hips against me impatiently, silently urging me on. My hand reaches down between her thighs to finally touch her and I am shocked by the amount of wetness I find there. She is so warm and slick, she is so completely addictive.
"Oh God Rach." I moan as my fingers enthusiastically explore their new heaven. I easily find the swollen nub and run my fingers over it with fervour causing Rachel to throw her head back and cry out with pleasure. Rachel rocks her hips against my questing fingers erratically and I can tell that she is close already. Not wanting it to be over too quickly I pull my fingers away from her clit. Rachel's whine of frustration soon turns to a moan of approval as my fingers trace down lower and gently circle her opening. Rachel throws her head forwards and burrows into my neck as she clings to me tightly.
"Quinn." She growls impatiently. I smile smugly at her reaction and plunge a finger into her. The smug look immediately falls from my face as I close my eyes and moan softly at the feel of Rachel around my finger.
"Oh God." Rachel gasps in surprise at the intrusion and my eyes pop open as I pull back to look at her carefully.
"It's okay," She assures me quickly. "It's good."
Slowly I pull my finger out and she lets out a soft gasp as I plunge back inside her.
"Oh!" She exclaims, "God, so good." She moans appreciatively as she rocks into me.
After a few more pulses I add another finger and Rachel literally growls with appreciation as she grinds her hips urgently against me.
"Please Quinn, I need..." She trails off with a gasp as my fingers move inside her. Sensing what she needs I move my free hand from her hip and trail it down between her legs to caress her clit. I move my fingers to rub over it swiftly as my fingers continue to pound into her rapidly. I can feel Rachel's legs begin to tremble and quiver as her words start to become incoherent. I think I catch the word "God" a few times and my name thrown in here and there for good measure. After a few more thrusts of my fingers and swipes against her clit I feel Rachel's hips jerk erratically as she comes under around me with a soft cry. She has a death grip on my hair, holding my head tightly against her chest as her body shakes and trembles against me. I keep my fingers moving as she rides out the last waves of her orgasm, gently slowing the pace as I draw out those last few waves of pleasure.
Carefully I pull my fingers away as Rachel's body slumps against me bonelessly. I wrap my arms around her to hold her gently as she drops her head to my shoulder and pants breathlessly against my neck.
"Wow." She pants, her soft breaths puffing warm air against my aroused skin. I feel goosebumps erupt everywhere and can't suppress the small moan and shiver that ripples through me.
Rachel leans back and gives me the brightest smile I have ever seen. She leans in and peppers euphoric kisses all over my face before landing on my lips. She presses a long sensual kiss against my lips and then rests her forehead against mine as she grins widely. Giggling softly she collapses onto her back, pulling me down beside her. I shift our bodies so that she can rest against my shoulder and I loop my arms around her.
"I think you broke me." She chuckles softly. "I'm all turned to jelly."
"So... it was okay then?" I ask as I try to keep from grinning like the Cheshire cat, but of course I fail completely.
"It was amazing." She sighs dreamily as she trails her fingers over my tummy. She watches entranced as the muscles twitch and quiver beneath her touch. "You were amazing." She says as she looks up into my eyes, her face positively glowing as her hands trail up over my stomach to caress my breasts.
"Rach." I gasp breathily as she trails fire over my skin. "You don't have to."
"Hmm," Rachel grins at me with a sexy smirk as her fingers continue their exquisite caresses. "You may have rendered me useless for the moment but I still have plans for you Miss Fabray."
I gulped at the tone of her husky voice and the wild fire in her eyes as my mouth went painfully dry as all moisture in my body headed south. I moved my lips wordlessly a few times, unsure how to respond to that or even if I could form words. Luckily I was spared from trying as Rachel's lips met mine. She kissed me long and deep before moving down to trail kisses over my neck and chest. As she moved down further I could feel her smile against my stomach as the skin twitched beneath her lips' gentle caresses. Rachel took her time kissing and licking over every inch of my torso. It was the most exquisite torture that was fast making me lose my mind.
"Please Rach." I whimpered pitifully as I became desperate for my release.
Rachel kissed her way back up my body and captured my lips. She braced herself over me with her left arm as her right hand trailed down my body and teased circles around my entrance. She watched my face intently as she carefully dipped a finger inside. My hips automatically jolted off of the bed, pulling her finger in deeper as they did so.
"You feel amazing." Rachel moaned in my ear as she slipped a second finger inside me. I pumped my hips desperately to try to draw them in harder and faster. Rachel took my less than subtle hint and shifted herself over me a little more as she pushed into me long and hard. I grunted and gripped her arms as I dropped my head back onto the pillow beneath me. As Rachel pounds into me relentlessly I can feel her deep inside me and all around me. I am already in sensory overload when she moves her thumb to brush over my clit with every thrust. I almost scream at the pleasure of it as my hips fly wantonly off the bed, my orgasm rushing towards me at a rapid rate. My hips lose all rhythm and jerk irregularly as the pleasure washes over me like a tidal wave.
As I come down from my high I find myself being held gently in Rachel's arms as she tenderly presses a kiss to my sweaty forehead. I grin up at her so widely I feel as though it may break my face.
"What?" She smiles back.
"To think," I pant as I try to get my breath back, "we wasted all those years venting our frustrations on each other by arguing when we could have been doing that."
Rachel giggles as she pulls me closer and drops another kiss against my head as I snuggle into her contently.
"Yes this form of release was far more enjoyable." She agrees as she wraps her arms firmly around me.
"Mmm." I murmur as I lightly nuzzle her and close my eyes, sleep claiming us both quickly.
A/N 4: So... thoughts? Happy Friday everyone! :-)