A/N 1: Thanks for all the alerts, favs and reviews (thanks DeeleeAnna, truc and anon for your comments). I honestly thought my wife would be my only reviewer so it still astounds me that anyone else does and I sincerely thank you all for taking the time to do so :-)
A/N 2: Another one bites the dust. I have infected yet another person with my "death germs" (my victims words :-p) My Lesbro at work has caught my cold, I feel bad. I think that brings the count to at least five, it is taking everyone down! :-/
Rachel's POV
"Oh my God, that is so cute!" Kurt exclaimed.
The movie that lived up to Quinn's description of 'awful chick flick' had finally ended. I looked over to what Kurt was cooing about and couldn't help but smile, Quinn had fallen fast asleep on my shoulder. Her face looked so sweet and gentle that it could make the angels cry with jealousy.
"Who knew that our resident HBIC was such a softy?" Kurt coos.
"I can hear you Hummel." Quinn mumbles from my shoulder and Kurt had the good sense to look nervous. Quinn lifted her head and blinked up at me sleepily with a soft smile.
"Hey." I smiled back at her as I brushed a strand of hair behind her ear.
"Hey." She murmured back, her voice low.
I feel my breath hitch slightly at the look in her eyes, a look that I have come to know well. As Quinn's eyes flutter to my lips and back up to my eyes my suspicion is confirmed. Quinn wants to kiss me. She really wants to kiss me. I absentmindedly lick my lips which draws her attention back to my mouth again and I see her gaze darken. As her dark eyes gaze back up at me lustfully I feel a familiar jolt in my lower abdomen.
Our little spell is broken by the sound of Kurt's voice as he weighs up our remaining movie options, luckily he and Mercedes have both missed the heated moment that has just passed between Quinn and I.
Quinn tears her eyes from me, her cheeks flushed as she grabs her glass of wine and downs its remaining contents. I can't help but smirk lightly at her with a knowing smile.
"So what will it be ladies?" Kurt asks.
Quinn and I glance at each other with wide eyes, a silent conversation passes between us of 'Did you hear anything he said? No? Me either.'
"Erm..." I stalled as I tried to remember which movies I had seen in the pile earlier.
"Whatever you and Mercedes want is fine." Quinn waved a hand dismissively as she stood up and swayed slightly in place. "I'm going to go and get us more drinks."
With that she shot me a pointed look and stumbled out of the room.
"Is she drunk?" Mercedes asks as she eyes the now empty bottle of wine.
"Umm, I think I better go and keep an eye on her." I tell them with a hint of concern as I stand to follow Quinn to the kitchen. "You guys get the movie started."
I walk into the kitchen and am confused when I find it empty until I suddenly feel a pair of arms circle me from behind. I smile as Quinn nuzzles into my neck, her breath lightly puffing against my hair.
"Hey." She says softly as her nose gently nuzzles my neck, causing goosebumps to break out along my skin.
"Hey." I smiled, enjoying the feel of being in her arms.
"So whilst you were watching that awful movie, I had a dream about you." She informs me in a thick, smokey voice that is threatening to make my knees buckle.
"Really?" My breath hitches as her lips ghost over my ear.
"Mmm hmm," She murmurs as her warm breath causes me to shiver once again.
Quinn turns me in her arms and pushes me back to pin me against the kitchen counter. The look in her darkened hazel eyes is intense as she gazes into mine.
"Good dream?" I ask, my voice cracking slightly.
"Reality is better." She says in a low, sexy voice that turns my insides to liquid as she captures my lips hotly with her own. I can't help but moan at the taste of her lips. There is a faint taste of alcohol mixing with her usual sweet taste and I can't get enough. It suddenly seems like it has been a lifetime since I last had her lips against mine as I hungrily kiss her back. Quinn's hands slip from my hips to my ass. She squeezes tightly as she lifts me up into the kiss. I automatically wrap my legs around her waist, marvelling at her display of strength. I run my hands desperately through her hair as she leans her hips into mine. I lose myself in the kiss completely as I get lost in the taste and feel of Quinn. She is so exquisite that I don't think I will ever have enough.
"Hey Rach, is she okay out there?" Mercedes calls out from the other room. Our lips instantly disconnect as we eye the kitchen door wearily as though someone is about to burst in.
"Fine!" I squeak a little too loudly. "Be right there."
Quinn smirked at how obviously flustered I am but I can't help but notice her own equally aroused state.
"I guess we should go back in." I sigh reluctantly as Quinn sets me back down on my feet. She rests her forehead against mine as she takes a few deep, steadying breaths.
"It's going to be a long night," she sighs as she grabs my hand and leads me out of the kitchen. I manage to hastily grab a bottle of Diet Coke on our way to support our story of going to get more drinks. Quinn definitely didn't need any more wine judging by her gentle swaying.
"What took you so long? You almost missed the start of the movie." Kurt scolded as we re-entered the living room.
"You try dealing with this one when she is drunk." I teased as I gave Quinn a playful nudge.
Actually don't try. I'd rather nobody else deal with drunk Quinn and how deliciously handsy she gets.
"I don't know how you handle her." Kurt says with a note of disdain.
"She handles me just fine." Quinn scoffs as she throws me a little wink at her double entendre. "Don't you Munchkin?" Quinn slings an arm casually around my shoulders, hugging me to her. She grins at me goofily and I can't help but giggle at her cuteness. "See?" She grins at Kurt triumphantly.
"She is all yours." He waves a hand dismissively but I could see from his faint smile that he was only teasing and from the matching smile on Quinn's face she knew that he was too, that or she really was just that drunk.
"That I am." Quinn whispers softly for just my ears as we reclaim our seats.
Rachel's POV
I let out a huff of frustration as I shift around once again where I am lying on the floor in the dark. The rest of girls' night had been relatively uneventful as everyone was getting tired. I had struggled to pay any attention to the final movie that Kurt had picked, I'm not even sure what it was about. Instead of the screen my attention was on Quinn and the way that she was sneakily rubbing her hand against her arm so that it would inadvertently brush against mine. It is amazing how such a simple touch from her can be enough to drive me crazy. I focused hard on keeping my breathing steady but it would still hitch from time to time as her fingers sneakily danced against my skin. I looked over at her a few times but all she would do was smirk lightly as she kept her gaze trained on the television screen.
It was a relief when the others finally announced that it was time for bed and brought an end to my torture. Now however I am faced with a long night on a hard, uncomfortable floor whilst I lay here feeling uncomfortably aroused. I listened to Mercedes soft snores and wondered how my friends were able to fall asleep so easily.
Oh that's right, they weren't subjected to the sweet torture of Quinn's effortless sexiness and teasing. That and the fact that their beds were somewhat cushier than the hard, cold floor that I was on.
I let out a grumble of frustration as I shift again uncomfortably and try to settle onto my side. Suddenly I hear a rustle of movement behind me.
"Can't sleep either huh?" Quinn whispers as she props herself up on her elbow and looks down at me through the pale light of the darkened room. I roll onto my back and look up at her and wish that I hadn't. She looks crazy sexy right now with her soft, sleepy eyes and messy hair. The way the dim light of the room casts her beautifully pale face into light and shadow makes her look positively otherworldly. I shake my head 'no' and pout up at her pitifully.
"Aww." She grins as she pecks a kiss to my lips to wipe the pout away. As she pulls back she continues to gaze down at me gently as she softly brushes my hair from my face.
"What?" I ask as I try to read the expression on her face. The look on her face is so tender that it is breathtaking.
"You are so pretty." She sighs as she continues to caress my hair.
I blush and duck my head, still unused to hearing those words, especially from Quinn. I look back up at her from under my lashes as I bite my lip bashfully.
"Mmm," Quinn moans, "And you are so fucking sexy."
Quinn shifts and rolls herself to lie completely on top of me. She braces herself on one arm as the other trails from my hair to the back of my neck and caresses there lightly.
"You're still drunk." I accuse with a giggle.
"Yes." Quinn agrees cutely with an emphatic nod. "That doesn't make it any less true." She whispers softly as she gazes down at me intently. I stare back up at her in wonder.
"You are gorgeous Rachel." She purrs as she leans down and presses sensual kisses to my lips. "And so sexy." She breathes as her hand on my neck pulls me in to deepen the kisses as they turn more heated. "The things you do to me." She murmurs as she writhes sexily above me, her warm body pressing down against mine. Her hands are everywhere, running all over my body. Her hands sneak up under my shirt and skate urgently over my heated skin. Her fingers dance over my stomach and as my muscles jump at the contact I can feel my body warming all over.
"Quinn." I gasp between kisses as I try desperately to get her attention. As her hand glides over my taut stomach muscles again and travel down to the waistband of my sleep shorts I know that I have to stop her.
"Quinn." I say again, this time a little more firmly as I reach down and halt her hand's journey. Quinn pulls back and looks at me apologetically. Her eyes are heavy lidded and her lips exquisitely kiss swollen. I feel another surge of desire burst through me and it takes all of my resolve to not just resume our kisses and let her just take me right here.
"We can't." I pant with a pointed nod to where our friends are both sleeping close by. "Not here."
Quinn gazes at me hazily for a moment before giving me a small nod of understanding and leaping swiftly to her feet. Before I even have the chance to register the loss of her weight against me she is pulling me to my feet and dragging me upstairs.
"Quinn?" I ask in confusion as she drags me into a room I have not seen before.
"This used to be my room." Quinn explains as she pulls me into the room and shuts the door behind us. Without any further explanation I find myself suddenly pinned against the back of the door by Quinn's delicious, toned body. Her lips devour mine hungrily as her hands resume the journey that they had been on downstairs. Without any preamble Quinn yanks my shorts and underwear down in one swift movement and I am left stunned momentarily by Quinn's aggression. The feeling of surprise is quickly overridden by pleasure as Quinn places hot, open mouthed kisses down my torso and kneels down before me.
Well that is new.
Quinn strokes a single finger through my folds, spreading the copious amounts of wetness that she finds there before gently replacing her finger with her tongue. I gasp out at the exquisite feeling of her soft, firm tongue as it glides against me. My hips jerk forwards uncontrollably as her tongue caresses back and forth over my clit and I already feel as though I may pass out from the overwhelming pleasure.
As Quinn hums contentedly against my aching centre I feel it vibrate through me, sending jolts of pleasure coursing through me. I can feel my body rapidly approaching the edge already under her ministrations. I grasp around me desperately in search of something to cling to but find nothing. Sensing my need however Quinn reaches up and wraps an arm around my waist to anchor me. Her other arm reaches up and circles my opening as her tongue circles my clit in time to her finger's movements. I rock my hips restlessly, desperately begging her for more. Quinn smiles against me as she pushes two fingers inside me. She moves slowly at first as she allows me to adjust but she soon begins to speed up until her fingers are pounding into me furiously as her tongue works against my clit with the same relentless enthusiasm.
Even through my dazed state I marvel at how aggressive and take charge she is being. It is so ridiculously sexy that it only serves to work me up further. I rock my hips urgently up to meet each one of her thrusts and let out a small cry as my orgasm forcefully crashes over me, sweeping over every fibre of my being in a wave of pure bliss.
We both remain in our respective positions for a few moments, our panting breaths the only sounds to fill the room. Quinn stands up after a moment and wraps her arms around me, allowing me to slump limply against her. I wrap my arms around Quinn, resting my weight against her as she presses soft kisses to my hair.
A/N 3: I think we all knew that they would never manage to keep their hands off each other :-p So what to bribe you all with this time? Cookies for reviews? How about some snuggley Faberry next chapter?