A/N 1: Thanks for the reviews (thanks for the comment faberrydragon). I was going to post this a while ago but then got distracted reading 'Here I come'. Love that fic! What are you all reading at the moment? I am reading SO many! Particular favs at the moment are Behind Locked Doors and When all that you touch tumbles down. Ooh and What doors may open... and just so many. We are a spoiled fandom :-) Anyhoo on with the update.

Quinn's POV

"I call bullshit."

"Daddy!" Rachel admonishes, looking scandalised. "We say 'cheat' in this household, 'liar' is also acceptable."

"I still call bullshit." Leroy smiles impishly at his daughter's disapproval.

I look from my cards to Leroy pointedly with a triumphant smirk.

"You're kidding?" Leroy deflates as I simply smile beatifically in response.

"I give up!" Leroy cries dramatically in a way that is so reminiscent of Rachel that it is disconcerting to see on someone else. "I don't know how you do it. Just remind me never to play poker with you."

I laugh as he leans back in his chair dramatically, sighing in defeat.

"You're not about to throw a diva strop and storm out are you?" Hiram chuckles from the sofa where he retired once he had given up trying to beat me after losing a seventh round in a row of Cheat.

"I resent that." Rachel pouts from her seat in the recliner where she had been resolutely ignoring us all since round five. "And clearly Quinn is cheating!"

"Umm Rach, that is the point of the game." I remind her as I fail to hide my amusement.

"Well cheating is deplorable, no wonder I am not good at the game." Rachel sniffs as she lifts her chin haughtily. "I think it says rather a lot about both you and Daddy that you are so good at this game."

"Don't take it personally." Leroy stage whispers to me. "Rachel never was a gracious loser."

I shake my head lightly to let him know that Rachel's tantrum hasn't been taken personally.

"Daddy I can hear you!" Rachel huffs indignantly.

"You were meant to hear it Princess." He tells her pointedly to let her know that she is treading a fine line with her tantrums this evening. Rachel huffs again as she gets up and storms out of the room. With a roll of my eyes I get up and follow her.

"Rachel?" I say carefully as I enter the kitchen. "Rach?" I try again as I reach out and touch her arm gently. As I make contact Rachel finally looks up at me with a pout.

"You guys were mocking me." Rachel sulks as she crosses her arms over her chest.

"Nobody was mocking you baby." I assure her as I rub her arms comfortingly.

"Daddy is mad at me."

"He's not mad at you." I assure her.

"I hate losing." Rachel's pout increases tenfold and I chuckle lightly at her cuteness as I wrap my arms around her and pull her to me.

"I know baby, I know."

Rachel lets out a little huff and then leans into me, deflating as she relaxes into my arms.

"Better?" I ask gently.

Rachel nods silently against my shoulder.

"Will you come back into the living room with me to watch movies with us? Or would you rather play some Scrabble and whoop all of our sorry butts with your superior language skills?"

Rachel chuckles softly against me.

"No more games."

"Movies then?" I ask offering her a beseeching look, adding a little pout for good measure.

"Okay." Rachel reluctantly agrees as she allows me to lead her back to the living room, muttering something about my not playing fair as we go.

"Quinn you have you teach us how you do that." Leroy says in awe as Rachel and I walk back in hand-in-hand.

"Normally it takes us hours to talk Rachel down from a diva tantrum." He laughs as I take a seat on the sofa.

"Daddy!" Rachel protests huffily, fully ready to storm out again. I tug on her hand to prevent her leaving and pull her down beside me, wrapping an arm around her.

"Not even two seconds and he was teasing me again." She mutters with a pout but snuggles into my side nonetheless. I chuckles softly as I hear a mutter of "Diva tamer" from Hiram as he and Leroy watch in awe as Rachel settles down in my arms with a content smile.

Rachel's POV

As I step out of the shower I can hear my cell phone ringing. Recognising the ringtone I quickly wrap a towel around me and hurry out of my bathroom and over to grab my cell from my desk.

"Hi Quinn." I greet as I pick up my phone.

"Hey baby, what are you wearing?" Quinn flirts teasingly.

A smile immediately spreads across my face at the sound of her voice. After spending a few days here she had finally had to go home to attend church with her parents this morning and I have been worrying all day about how it had gone, especially after her having been absent from home for a few days.

"Hmm, just a towel and a smile." I inform her in a low tone.

"... Seriously?"

"Well the towel is gone now." I tease as I drop my towel to the floor and recline back on my bed.

"Quinn? I ask after she has been silent for a few moments, save her soft breaths into the phone.

"Uhh..."

"Are you okay?" I chuckle.

"You're naked." Quinn practically moans into the phone.

"Well I do tend to be when I shower." I grin, loving how I can render the girl speechless. "And you know," I tell her in a playful tone. "My Dads are out all night with friends."

"I'll be right there." Quinn blurts out and I giggle at her eagerness. "And Rach," She says huskily, "don't get dressed."

I trail my hand over my stomach as my hips twitch impatiently. I wonder how Quinn would react if I were to start without her. I let out a sigh of frustration as my fingers twitch against my abdomen restlessly.

I perk up as I hear the sound of the front door open and close, followed very closely by footsteps hurrying up the stairs. The sound falters for a second as there is a bang and a muffled curse and then Quinn appears in my doorway, flushed and out of breath as she lingers there and trails her eyes over my naked body appreciatively.

"Get naked Fabray." I order as I gaze at her intently. Quinn grins roguishly as she stalks across the room in a few strides, discarding her top and bra as she goes. She pauses at the edge of the bed to kick off her shoes and swiftly remove her shorts and panties.

I drink in the sight of her gorgeously toned body and lick my lips as I pull on her impatiently. Quinn lands on top of me with a light chuckle at my obvious eagerness. Her hands brace at the sides of my head to break her fall and she slowly lowers her naked body against mine. Wasting no time I reach my hands up into her hair and pull her in for a urgent, desperate kiss. Our tongues duel hotly as hands wander fervently.

"No teasing Fabray." I growl as her fingers tease around my entrance. "I need you to fuck me."

Quinn moans against my lips needily as her fingers comply and push deep inside me. I trail my hand down her torso and push my fingers into Quinn as she moans loudly in surprise.

"Together." I pant as I groan at the feel of Quinn around my fingers. Quinn smiles and gives me a small nod as our mouths meet again in hungry, urgent kisses. There is nothing slow or teasing about the frantic pace we both set. Our mouths clash together passionately, our lips meeting in messy, needy kisses as our fingers pound into each other relentlessly. Our gasps and moans fill the room as we rock into each other fervently, our hips jerking against each other erratically as we push deep inside each other.

"Rach." Quinn gasps and I promptly shift my thumb to bump and rub against her clit. Quinn keens into me, moaning loudly and I cling desperately to her as her thumb moves to repay the favour.

I cry out at the intensity of Quinn's touch. The feel of her touching me and inside me whilst she surrounds my fingers is causing a sensory overload. Her slick walls clench my fingers, sucking them in deliciously as her fingers pound into me vigorously. My thighs tremble as my body begins to quake uncontrollably.

"Quinn." I moan deliriously as the waves of pleasure begin to crash over me and engulf me completely.

"Rach." Quinn cries out as she shakes and trembles above me as she comes undone.

Clinging to Quinn I take deep breaths as I come back down. I feel her nuzzle her nose against my shoulder as her arms hold me back just as tightly.

"Wow." She whispers against my shoulder and I feel her shake slightly with a soft chuckle.

"Mmm." I agree as she rolls onto her back and pulls me to her.

"That was incredible." She grins widely and I can't help but giggle at her. She looks like the cat that just got the cream, which under current circumstances strikes me as sounding vaguely like a euphemism.

"You should call when I am naked more often." I tease as I pat her bare torso.

"Mmm, I plan on it." Quinn mumbles as she presses slow, open mouthed kisses against my neck and shoulder.

"Quinn?" I gasp as she sucks on my collarbone. Her mouth caressed down to my breast and her lips wrap around my nipple as her tongue teases gently.

"Oh!" I gasp as my hips jerk off of the bed.

"This time I am going to tease you." Quinn purrs against my skin as she smirks up at me, her playful eyes dark with lust. "For hours."

I gulp as I shift my hips restlessly.

Quinn will be the death of me.

A/N 2: But what a way to go.