A/N 1: Thanks for the alerts, favs and reviews (thank you fmefabray and Jay for your comments). Thanks also to those of you who recommended other fics. One I forgot to mention that I LOVE is 'Never asked to feel your halo'- so good! Feel free to all recommend some more, I can never be reading too much Faberry :-)

Rachel's POV

This has been the most amazing summer of my life and I can't help but feel a little sad now that the days are rolling past and bringing us ever closer to its end. I shake those thoughts from my mind however as I look over at Quinn sat using my laptop. We still have a couple of weeks left and I refuse to waste that time with pouting. Instead I smile as I take in the sight of Quinn's tousled hair. I have noticed that she wears it that way more these days and secretly wonder if it is because I told her that it looks sexy.

I let out a soft, contented sigh as my eyes roam over her tiny sleep shorts and tank that allow my eyes to feast on plenty of soft, delicious skin. Quinn shoots a quick smile at me, her face soft with affection.

"I have an email from Mercedes, it looks as though she has sent it to you as well." She informs me as she takes a sip of coffee. "She is inviting us over for a girls' night with her and Kurt. Apparently as they haven't seen us in ages we owe them a sleepover. Actually she is pretty much just demanding that we have one." Quinn chuckles lightly as she quirks an eyebrow at me. "Do you want to go or shall I just turn some of my HBIC charm on her?"

I giggle as I make my way over to Quinn and wrap my arms around her, resting my head against her shoulder as I read through the email.

"Hmm, I suppose we should go."

"We have been kind of neglecting our other friends lately." Quinn agrees guiltily.

"That is because you wouldn't be able to keep your hands off of me and that might just give our friends a clue about us." I tease as I run my hands through her hair, the light scratching on her neck cuts off any protest that Quinn was about to make as she hums contentedly. I look down at her amusedly and realising how easily I played her she glares up at me playfully.

"You're probably right." She laughs as she grabs and squeezes my ass. I shriek slightly as she giggles happily at me.

"Are you going to be able to behave yourself?" I chuckle as I try to fend off her sneaky hands.

"Are you?" Quinn challenged with a sexy raise of her eyebrows that she knows I can't resist. I pull her into a heated kiss as she giggles against me.

"I guess we will have to work on it." I chuckle sheepishly.

"Or we can just have hot, sweaty sex before we go over. Get it out of our systems." Quinn suggests with a sexy smirk and suggestive waggle of her eyebrows.

"I like the way you think Fabray." I plant another firm kiss on her lips before moving away. Quinn pouts at the sudden loss of closeness and tries to close the distance between us.

"My Dads will be home soon." I remind her but she keeps pouting and giving me puppy eyes as she advances towards me. "That look won't work on me, we don't have time baby."

"Really?" Quinn asks with a smirk as I back up to the bed and she advances slowly towards me, like a cat stalking its prey. "Because I think I could make you squeal before they get home." The confidence in her voice and arrogant demeanour send a ripple of want straight through me and I shiver slightly. Suddenly she launches herself at me and pushes me back into the bed, pushing her body flush against mine to hold me in place. I let out a gasp as desire as Quinn grins down at me cockily, her hands trailing along my sides seductively.

Loud squeals suddenly fill the room as Quinn begins to tickle me mercilessly. Her fingers are relentless in their attack as she grins triumphantly above me. I pant breathlessly as I try in vain to squirm away from her torturing fingers.

"Stop, Quinn!" I giggle as I wriggle futilely. I notice her eyes darken slightly at the delicious friction that my movements cause between us but she still doesn't let up.

"I told you that I could make you squeal." Quinn laughs as she finally stops her torture and flops down beside me, breathing heavily.

"You're terrible." I giggle as I nudge her playfully.

Quinn makes a light humming sound of agreement as she pulls me into a light embrace. We lay there quietly for a while simply enjoying the serenity and closeness.

A small part of me had worried at the beginning of this thing between us that having sex would change things before us, possible for the worse. If anything though it seems to have brought us closer. Take now for example and how we are both so content to just lie quietly in each other's arms. There is no discomfort or awkwardness. No expectations of each other. We can just be. And that is something I want to desperately cling to.

Quinn's POV

I roll my eyes as I see Rachel come out of her house with a rucksack on her back and a small suitcase rolling behind her. I glance at my own pitiful rucksack in the backseat and wonder if I missed that we were going on some kind of excursion. Climbing out of my car I quickly take Rachel's suitcase from her and she beams at me for my chivalry.

"What do you have in here?" I grunt as I lift her case into the car.

"Just the girls' night essentials."

"You do realise that we are only going for one night?" I tease.

"Hmph." Rachel huffs as she rolls her eyes. "Tease all you like but you won't be mocking once you have been adequately primped and preened."

"I wouldn't bet on it." I mutter to myself.

"I heard that Fabray." Rachel scowls at me playfully.

Pulling up outside Mercedes house I pause to look at the place for the moment. It is not so long ago that I called the place home for a short while. Rachel gives me a soft look of understanding as she gives my hand a quick squeeze. I smile at her gratefully and exit the car. I take Rachel's extremely heavy case for her, grateful of its wheels as I pull it along the ground behind me.

"Hey guys." Mercedes and Kurt both squeal as they open the door. We all share enthusiastic hugs as though Rachel and I have just come back from war.

"Err, Quinn? Are you moving back in?" Mercedes asks as she eyes the suitcase that I drag in.

"It's Rachel's." I explain and Mercedes and Kurt both nod in understanding. No further explanation is required other than Rachel Berry.

Rachel huffs at us, knowing full well that we are silently teasing her. I shoot her an 'I told you so' look and she shoots back a cute frown that tells me that I will be in trouble later if I didn't defend her.

"Rach brought over all the essentials," I explain, "So now it will be an awesome night. Thanks to Rachel."

Rachel beamed a smile at me whilst Kurt and Mercedes both gave me confused looks of disbelief. I just shrugged at them easily.

Yeah I'm whipped, I know it.

I let out a small sigh as I shake my head at myself and follow the others through the house, dragging Rachel's suitcase behind me.

Quinn's POV

So far girls' night hasn't been too painful. In fact it has been somewhat enjoyable as Rachel and I managed to enjoy some amazing eye sex whilst painting each other's nails. Kurt and Mercedes had chatted away as they did each other's nails, completely oblivious to the heated gazes between us. Now Rachel is sat behind me gently braiding my hair or 'Fabraiding' it as she likes to say. I close my eyes and take in the feel of her warm body so close behind mine as her hands gently comb through my hair. Her short nails scratch lightly over the back of my neck and I shiver at her touch. Rachel leans forwards, pressing her breasts into my back as she brushes her lips against my ear.

"Your hair is so fucking sexy." She whispers huskily, her breath teasing my sensitive earlobe. I quickly cough to disguise the moan that slips out.

"Your turn." I squeak as I quickly stand to move to sit behind her. As I run my hands through her hair Rachel lets out a content sigh. I really do love Rachel's hair, I can never seem to get enough of the soft, silky feel of running my hands through it. Slowly I braid her hair into pigtails, trying to make it last as long as possible just so that I have an excuse to keep touching her.

"I think you have lulled Rach into an orgasmic bliss." Kurt giggles when I finally finish Rachel's hair.

I move my hand to cover my mouth, hiding the smirk at his choice of words. Rachel glances up at me and I can see the same amusement mirrored in her eyes and the faint quirk of her lips. I know that we are both thinking the exact same thing.

It wouldn't be the first time.

Quinn's POV

I do my best to persuade the others to watch something other than the mountain of chick flicks that they have lined up but I am outvoted three to one. The three of them insist that a true girls' night calls for girly movies. Rachel had given me a pointed look when I had offered some of my horror movies that I had brought with me. In fairness I knew that she was right considering how we usually end up when watching horror movies together. I do so enjoy when she ends up in my lap though, doing those delicious things with her lips to my throat. Strangely enough my horror collection has been growing these past few weeks. I put my horror movies back in my bag with a slight pout and blush as Rachel gives me a knowing smirk as I try and fail to look innocent.

My next move is to try to convince them all to watch one of the Harry Potter movies but that idea gets shot down as well as Rachel rolls her eyes at me. I am forever trying to convince her to watch the movies with me which inevitably always leads to us bickering, just as it does now.

"Harry Potter is epic!" I huff.

"The books are," Rachel agrees as usual. "The movies can't possibly compare."

This is the same argument that she always uses and to be fair she does have a point. The movies in fact do not compare to the books, not even close. That said it doesn't mean that the movies aren't enjoyable in their own right.

"How do you know? You never give them a chance." I pout sulkily.

"Is she always this argumentative?" Kurt butts in before we can continue the usual course of this argument. Which is lucky as the argument usually ends up with our lips attached and hands wandering.

"Yes." Rachel and Mercedes both reply together.

"Hey!" I pout.

No fair being ganged up on.

"Aww." Rachel giggles as she rubs my arm affectionately. As she smiles sweetly at me I find myself unable to resist smiling back at her.

"Fine we will watch your terrible movies." I concede with a sigh as I slump down on the sofa.

Luckily the first movie up is Love Actually which I will admit was actually pretty good. My opinion has probably been swayed however by having Rachel cuddled up to me throughout the movie. Well that and the wine that Mercedes somehow persuaded her Mom to get for us. The mixture of Rachel and wine causes such a pleasant buzz that I don't even mind the next movie that they put on. The movie is some monstrosity, it's only redeeming factor being that Katherine Heigl is pretty. Not that I paid any attention to the movie anyway, instead choosing to close my eyes and nuzzle further into Rachel contentedly.

A/N 2: If you are all nice and review I will give you drunk Quinn and maybe even some sexy times next chapter (okay so you all know that the chapter is already written but just pretend that you don't :-p)