A/N 1: Thanks for all of the alerts, favs and especially the reviews (thank you wagner710, Jay and K for your comments. Well done K for being the 300th review... seriously how does this have 300 reviews?)
A/N 2: Sorry for the confusion. Despite both wifey and I proof reading this we both somehow missed my accidentally typing that Quinn would return on Monday, rather than Wednesday. Thank you so much joan0md for bringing that to my attention, I owe you some cookies or something :-) So to clear up any confusion- Quinn is returning on the WEDNESDAY, the same day that Kurt and Mercedes kindly decided to plan the pool party.
Rachel's POV
Today is the day that I have been dreading. I feel excited of course because Quinn is coming over and that never fails to make me happy. That happiness however is overshadowed today by the dread that comes with the knowledge that after she leaves tonight I won't see her for a week. I had wanted her to stay over last night but her father had been insistent that she go home. He was adamant that she go home tonight as well so that they could set off first thing. He refused to hear Quinn's protests that she could stay over and still be back home before they wanted to leave.
As I hear a knock at the door I jump up from the sofa and bolt to the door, eager not to miss a single moment of time we can have together.
"Hey." Quinn greets me with a sweet smile, giving me a peck on the cheek as she comes in. Without another word she takes my hand and leads me upstairs to my room. My heart pounds in my chest as I half expect her to just tear our clothes off right away. To my disappointment however she makes her way over to my bed and perches on the edge instead, setting a bag beside her.
"What's that?" I asked with a nod towards the mysterious bag as I close my door and turn the lock, just in case I get my promised naked cuddles.
"I got you a present." She says sheepishly as she looks up at me with a bashful smile.
"A present?" I squeal excitedly as I bound over and hop onto the bed beside her.
"I got it for you this morning before I came over." She says quietly as she hands the bag to me, her eyes looking apprehensive. I reach into the bag and pull out something soft.
"His name is Humphrey." She says with a nervous smile. "He is a cuddle camel. So you can cuddle him whilst I am gone and he can store all of your cuddles for me."
I stare at her disbelievingly as she fidgets uncomfortably, seemingly unsure where to look.
"It's lame." She mutters as she stares at her hands, blushing lightly.
"No!" I exclaim a little too loudly as I see her crestfallen expression. "I love him." I assure her.
"Really?" She looks up at me with wide, hopeful eyes.
God could she be any cuter?
I tackled her in a bear hug and rained kisses all over her face.
"So what I am getting is that you like the present?" She giggles at me. I kiss her firmly on the lips and then pull back to beam a full Rachel Berry smile at her.
"You are amazing."
"Mmm," She grins up at me, "want to show me how amazing?"
"You are too young to see this." I tell Humphrey as I turn him away.
Quinn giggles as I swiftly pull her shirt off.
Quinn's POV
This has been the longest few days of my life. Spending time with my parents at my sister's is not exactly my idea of fun. It doesn't help that my grandmother and aunt from my dad's side are both here as well and they still look at me with disdain for having added to the pregnant teen statistics. After the first few days of enduring their looks I was half tempted to tell them about Rachel just to really give them something to scowl at me about.
Instead of creating more drama however I decide to just keep to myself as much as possible and lay around outside in the sun so that I will at least have a nice tan to show off to Rachel when I finally get to go home.
Rachel.
I sigh softly to myself as I think of her for perhaps the millionth time since I have got here. So far she has been the only thing to keep me sane on this visit, well her and my sister in the brief moments we have had alone together. I really miss my sister sometimes. It was always us against the world when we were young. Whenever our father was an asshole we would at least have each other. But then she went off to college and then got married and had kids whilst I was left alone to deal with our parents. Once Fran left my father started to be even harder on me, always pushing me to be his perfect little princess.
A beep from my phone pulls me out of my thoughts and I immediately break out into a smile when I see who it is from.
From Rachel: I think Humphrey is starting to take your place xx
I laugh at her cuteness, picturing her cuddling with the stuffed camel.
To Rachel: If he tries to get fresh with you I will be having words with him when I get back tomorrow xx
I lie back on my sun lounger and close my eyes with a soft smile. I will be going home tomorrow, at last!
I have talked to Rachel on the phone every night before bed and we have been texting each other throughout the day but it simply doesn't compare. I miss her smile, her warmth and her enthusiasm. I miss her soft skin and the feel of her body against mine. I miss the way she moans my name when I...
I sigh again, trying to contain the whimper of frustration. My head perks up as I hear my phone beep again.
From Rachel: I have warned him but he makes no promises. I think you have yourself some competition ;-) xx
I laugh at that and shake my head in amusement.
"What, or should I say who, is that smile about?" Fran's voice appears beside me. I squint up at her, my hand shielding my eyes from the sun. Fran is looking down at me with a knowing smile. "It wouldn't be anything to do with a cute boy would it?" Fran teases as she sits down next to me.
"No." I answer honestly. "It's my friend Rachel."
"Oh." Fran's smirk falls in disappointment. "Wait, Rachel? As in Rachel Berry? I thought you hated her?" Fran looks at me with a puzzled expression.
"Things change." I shrug noncommittally.
"Things change that much?" Fran raises her eyebrows at me in disbelief.
"They do." I chuckle and shake my head slightly at Fran's incredulity. "I finally grew up and quit being a bitch," I admit.
Fran scoffs lightly and I slap her arm playfully.
"Okay I mostly quit being a bitch." I concede with a self depreciating laugh.
"Whatever the reason, it is good to see you smile like that Quinn. It has been far too long since I saw you look so genuinely happy." Fran says sincerely and I smile gratefully at her. "Berry though?" She laughs before our conversation can turn too sappy.
Yeah, Rachel Berry.
Quinn's POV
A week is far too long to go without a Rachel hug, a Rachel smile and... other Rachel things. We are finally, finally on our way back to Lima but the journey seems to be taking forever.
Since when does my father drive this slow? I mean really!
I stare at the speedometer, willing him to put his foot down a little but if anything he seems to just go slower. I let out a frustrated sigh and stare out of the window at the passing scenery to try to take my mind off of how much further there still is to go.
As is inevitable these days my mind of course drifts back to Rachel. I feel my pulse quicken at the thought of seeing her again soon and I feel a ripple of excitement roll through me. Our conversation from last night plays through my mind and I feel my face growing hot. Rachel had taken great pleasure last night in telling me in very graphic detail what she would do to me once I get home. She had me so painfully turned on that I had been tempted to take matters into my own hands, something that Rachel had been very keen on but as I was sharing a room with my cousin who could walk in at any moment I had instead had to settle for a very, very cold shower.
As we finally pull up outside the house I jump out of the car, barely waiting for it to come to a stop and practically sprint to the front door. I never thought that I would be happy to be in Lima but right now I am ecstatic. Taking the stairs two at a time I run to my room and throw my suitcase down, not even bothering to unpack. I leave it laying on the floor as I grab an overnight bag and throw in a change of clothes, some sleepwear and a bikini. Impatiently I rummage through my suitcase for my toothbrush and throw it in my bag before rushing out of my room and heading straight for the front door.
"Bye." I yell out to my parents, not lingering long enough for them to ask any questions.
My foot twitches impatiently on the gas as houses pass by in a blur. I am driving as fast as possible without actually breaking speeding limits, well barely breaking them. By the time I finally pull up outside of Rachel's house I am practically jumping out of my skin with excitement. I run shamelessly from my car up to her front door and before I even have a chance to knock the door flies open and I find myself with an armful of Rachel.
I giggle as Rachel flings her arms around my neck and wraps her legs around my waist as she peppers kisses all over my face. The only reason that I manage to keep us both upright under the onslaught is due to my years of Cheerios training. Suddenly I am grateful for Sue's insanity.
Still giggling I carry Rachel into the house and kick the front door closed behind us to avoid giving her neighbours a free show. As Rachel presses kiss after kiss against my lips I smile as I drink in the feel of her. Just being in Rachel's presence, being around her light and enthusiasm does wonders for erasing the past few days from my mind. When Rachel finally pauses for breath I set her down carefully and simply hold her, resting my forehead to hers.
"So you missed me then?" I tease with a happy laugh.
"Not even a little bit." Rachel smirks at me cheekily. "You should see the greeting you would have got if I had."
"I can leave you know." I pull away as I try to pout but end up grinning at her foolishly instead.
"No!" Rachel giggles as she pulls me into a tight bear hug. "I'm never letting you leave again." She pouts cutely. "Humphrey may have replaced you as my cuddle buddy but he's not as good a kisser as you."
"So you just want me for my kisses?" I giggle as I play with our joined hands.
"Among other things." Rachel smiles sexily as she looks up at me with a smouldering gaze.
"Hmm," I smirk, leaning my body seductively into her as the atmosphere in the room swiftly goes from playful to heated. "Care to show me which other things?" I brush my lips over hers teasingly. Rachel leans into the kiss with a moan, kissing me ardently before pulling back with a whimper of frustration.
"We can't, the others are coming over." She groans, pulling away as she gazes at me apologetically.
"They are coming later?" I ask hopefully but can already see the answer from the look in her eyes. I slump my shoulders in disappointment.
The world is my cock block.
"Kurt and Mercedes insisted on coming over early to get everything set up. Sorry." Rachel apologises despondently.
"It's okay Rach." I reassure her as I pull her against me and rub her back soothingly.
"No it's not." She grumbles into my shoulder. "I haven't seen you for a whole week, I need some alone time with you. Naked alone time!" She huffs as she pulls back and gazes at me longingly. "I need you Quinn." She murmurs in a voice so thick and low that it sends a jolt of desire straight through me. The fire that was racing through my veins just moments before immediately resparks.
"God I need you Rach." I growl as I grasp her hips and pull her into me, pressing my lips against hers hungrily. "Maybe we can just have a quickie?" I suggest with a lecherous grin.
"Mmm, in that case less talking, more kissing." Rachel pants as she kisses me eagerly. "And less clothes." She mumbles against my mouth as she crashes our lips together over again, her hands pawing desperately at my clothes. Just as my shirt hits the floor there is a knock at the front door.
"Son of a bitch!" I huff in frustration. "Maybe if we just ignore them they will go away?" I say hopefully just as there is another knock. "Or not." I pout.
Rachel lets out an agitated sigh as she drops her forehead against mine with a whimper of frustration.
"I guess we better get this party started." She says reluctantly as she presses one last kiss to my lips, pats down her hair and clothes and throws the door open with a full Rachel Berry smile in place. I only just manage to pull my top down in time, my own fake smile in place.
A/N 3: There you go, they weren't apart for long :-) Now on with the pool party... I see bikinis in Faberry's future... if you are all really good there might be some naked times ahead too :-)