The next morning the girls found themselves alone in the house. Rachel let Quinn sleep in, and couldn't help but giggle when Quinn woke and started freaking out, getting ready for school.
"Rachel! It's nearly nine, I can't believe you didn't wake me, I have to-"
"Quinn, its Saturday." Rachel smiles.
"Saturday?" Quinn asks curiously.
"Yes. One of those days of the week we don't have school. I forgot too, until my dads reminded me before they left." Rachel cocks her head, climbing off the elliptical she was perched on, and hopping back onto her bed next to Quinn.
"Where'd they go?" Quinn asked, scooting over and laying her head in Rachel's lap.
"Every other weekend they go to a cabin in the woods. It gives them their 'alone time', which I do not ever want to think about ever." Rachel wrinkles her nose and Quinn laughs.
"Wait…" Quinn comes to a realization. "So that means we're alone?"
Rachel nods.
Quinn starts to smile.
"Alone all day?"
Rachel is starting to catch on when Quinn smirks and wiggles her eyebrows. Rachel bites her lip and nods. Quinn stares her down. "Something tells me you've got the same idea I do."
When Rachel pushes her away, Quinn thinks that maybe they're not on the same page. But when Rachel maneuvers herself over Quinn and kisses her, Quinn stops thinking entirely. Rachel carefully holds herself up while trying to grant herself as much access to Quinn as possible. Eventually she gives up and sits up, pulling Quinn with her.
Quinn wastes no time and immediately kisses Rachel again. She snakes her fingertips over Rachel's pajama shorts and up the front of her sleep shirt. Rachel's head tips back when she feels Quinn's fingers on her skin, and Quinn hesitates when she looks up and sees Rachel.
Rachel whines slightly when Quinn stops moving. "What's wrong?"
Quinn shakes her head, and pulls her hands from Rachel's shirt, moving them to gently cup the other girls' cheeks. Rachel looks at her curiously. Quinn whispers, "Rachel Barbara Berry. You're the most beautiful person I've ever seen."
Rachel looks down at her pajamas, and thinks about her messily pulled up hair. "Quinn, have you been taking some of Noah's 'anxiety pills'?"
Quinn laughs loudly, and falls back onto Rachel's pillows, trying to hide her laughter in her hands. When she lets her hands fall from her face, she sees that Rachel has straddled her; extremely similar to the position they were in at Quinn's just a few days ago.
"Hello there, beautiful lady." Quinn says.
"Hello there, lunatic. Beautiful lunatic." Rachel smiles broadly and kisses Quinn again. Quinn wraps her arms around Rachel's waist to hold her in place, and starts kissing the tan neck that has never looked more perfect.
When she bites down on the soft skin, Rachel gasps in her ear, which causes Quinn to moan softly into Rachel's neck. Both girls freeze for a brief moment before attacking the other with a newfound ferocity. Quinn's hands waste no time sliding her hands up the back of Rachel's shirt, humming softly at the warmth she feels radiating from the smaller girls skin.
Rachel begins kissing the side of Quinn's head as best she can; trying to allow herself more room within Quinn's arms. "Quinn. This is wonderful. But you've trapped me."
Rachel grins when Quinn looks guilty. "I like having you trapped. You're all mine then." Quinn releases Rachel from her grip, but Rachel stays where she is, whispering in Quinn's ear.
"So what, you'd want to tie me up?" Rachel asks innocently. When Quinns' eyes widen, Rachel giggles. "Who would've thought, Quinn Fabray is a total horndog!"
Rachel squeals loudly when Quinn flips her over quickly, pinning the smaller girl beneath her. Rachel is laughing until she sees the look in Quinn's eyes. Quinn whispers lustfully, "We'll see who the horndog is when you're begging me to make you come, won't we sweetheart?"
Rachel's jaw drops, and she can't stop the moan that comes ripping from her. "Jesus, Quinn." Quinn only smirks and starts slowly sliding Rachel's shirt up, kissing the stomach she'd been thinking about for days. Rachel squirms and whimpers quietly, but Quinn holds her hips down, restricting her movement.
Quinn moves so slow that Rachel's muscles tense every time she feels Quinn's lips on her somewhere new. She raises her arms obediently when Quinn has lifted her shirt up to her bra. Quinn quickly pulls the shirt over Rachel's head, and throws it to a forgotten corner of the room. Rachel thinks to ask Quinn to put it in her laundry hamper, but then Quinn's mouth is between her breasts.
Even with her bra still on, Rachel's breasts are irresistable. Quinn felt her mouth literally watering when Rachel's shirt came off. When she'd kissed every inch of them that she could get to, Quinn pulled Rachel up and immediately began working at the hook at the back. Within seconds the bra was following the shirt across the room, and Rachel was gasping as Quinn's mouth attacked her chest.
As Quinn's tongue carefully caresses her nipple, Rachel wraps her legs around Quinn's waist and pulls their hips together. Quinn hears nothing but Rachel's whimpers echoing around in her head. She kisses Rachel to clear her head, but finds she's simply more intoxicated by the taste of her dark haired diva.
Quinn kisses Rachel's cheeks, and all over her neck, while still managing to speak coherently. "While my original plan was to tease you until you nearly died, I'm not sure how much longer I can wait. I might explode." Rachel nods hurriedly, and starts tugging at Quinn's clothes. When Quinn rids herself of her pajamas, she's stunned when Rachel pushes her down onto the bed and pins her down.
"You thought you were going to explode before? Wait a minute or two." Rachel carefully pulls her shorts down in one fluid movement, somehow managing to keep Quinn's arms pinned at her sides with her knees. Quinn licks her lips when Rachel is straddling her wearing nothing but her panties.
"Rachel, you look…" Quinn trails off when Rachel's hands begin to caress her own breasts. Quinn tries to pull her hands free and touch Rachel herself, but Rachel won't allow it. As Rachel's hand slides down the front of her panties, Quinn stops breathing.
Rachel caresses herself slowly; Quinn can tell she's just teasing herself. Quinn whines softly, "Rachel…let me do it…" but Rachel shakes her head.
"I want you to watch." Rachel begins to rub her clit in slow circles and bites her lip. Quinn groans loudly. "Then at least lose the underwear so I can watch properly!"
Rachel laughs and slides her underwear off, and Quinn moans as Rachel settles back on top of her, the clean shaven folds settling on Quinn's stomach. Rachel resumes her slow circles, and moans softly, tipping her head back. Quinn is so turned on that she's trembling, and nearly dies when Rachel slides two fingers inside herself.
"Fuck! Quinn!" Rachel begins rocking her hips onto her fingers, and Quinn can feel the warmth.
"Rachel, damnit, let me touch you!" Quinn wants nothing more than to feel her fingers make Rachel come. Rachel just shakes her head and moves her fingers faster, whimpering so sexily that Quinn begins to rock her hips upward.
Rachel's eyes fly open wide, the movement of Quinn's hips pushing her hand up, forcing her fingers inside her of their own accord. Quinn continues to rock her hips, oblivious to the effect it is having on Rachel until Rachel gasps loudly, "Oh god, Quinn, don't stop" and grinds her hips against Quinn's. In Rachel's moment of weakness, Quinn pulls her hands free and removes Rachel's fingers from inside her, causing Rachel to momentarily protest until Quinn's fingers replace them and immediately curl upward.
"Oh fuck, Quinn."
Quinn's body tenses. She shivers, before pushing Rachel from her. Rachel immediately whines, but stops when she realizes Quinn is settling between her legs. Quinn kisses Rachel's thighs, and has to hold them apart when Rachel keeps trying to clench them together. But when Quinn places a soft kiss over Rachel's waiting clit, Rachel's legs fall open as she moans loudly and pushes her hips toward Quinn.
It takes Quinn a moment to adjust to the taste. It's absolutely not what she was expecting. She can't say she likes it, but she definitely doesn't hate it. She slowly touches her tongue to Rachel and is pleased with herself with Rachel whimpers loudly. She moves her tongue around, smiling when she finds a spot that makes Rachel moan her name. She massages her tongue there, and brings a hand up to carefully slide two fingers inside of the beautiful girl beneath her.
Rachel gasps, "Quinn…I'm going to…"
Quinn slows her movements and smiles up at Rachel. "Already? My goodness, I must be good at this.
Rachel whines, "Shut up and keep going."
Quinn stops her fingers entirely and Rachel groans. "Quiiiiinn."
"Beg me."
Rachel stares down at her incredulously. "Quinn, just keep going, I'm not going to beg you to-"
"Then you don't get to." Quinn smiles.
"You cannot be serious."
"I'm quite serious." Quinn starts to remove her fingers from Rachel, but Rachel reaches down and grabs her hand, holding it in place.
"You will pay for this." Rachel says seriously.
"I look forward to it." Quinn moves her fingers a little and Rachel jumps.
Rachel rolls her eyes when Quinn stops moving again. She sighs, then whimpers quietly, "Quinn, please…"
"Please what?"
Rachel sighs again, before smiling mischievously. She tightens her grasp on Quinn's hand, and looks the blonde between her legs right in the eyes.
"Please fuck me until I come under your tongue and scream your name."
Quinns' face goes blank. She doesn't even attempt to speak. She simply removes Rachel's hand from hers, and begins moving her fingers carefully. But as soon as she touches her tongue to the spot that makes Rachel moan, she starts fucking her relentlessly.
Rachel cries out, trying to move her hips in rhythm with Quinn's fingers but finds she's unable to keep up and simply grabs onto Quinn's hair and holds on. She's dangerously close in seconds, and then Quinn curls her fingers.
Every muscle in Rachel's body tightens, and it's several moments before she realizes that she's shouting Quinn's name over and over. She starts to catch her breath, but Quinn immediately falls back into a slow rhythm. "Oh god, Quinn, I can't….oh shit." And with Quinn's tongue on her sensitive clit, she's coming again.
She can't see for a moment, her muscles are trembling and she can't move. She's vaguely aware of Quinn kissing her forehead. "Quinn?" Rachel's voice is hard to discern from her loud breathing.
"Rachel?"
"You're good at that."
"I noticed. I thought you died for a second." Quinn laughs when Rachel simply groans and slides her hand over Quinn's slightly sweaty back. Quinn's eyes flutter closed when Rachel's hand slides down the front of her thigh, to the inside, and back up again. Rachel's fingers brush her clit and she jumps.
"Shouldn't you rest or something? I think you should rest or some—fuck…" Rachel ignores Quinn's protests and starts rubbing her clit.
Rachel watches Quinn carefully, noticing the spots that make her moan and the ones that make her wince slightly. Rachel gets the hang of it soon, and Quinn is moaning her name. With a loud gasp Quinn arches her hips into Rachel's hand, and she collapses on the bed next to her girlfriend.
"I think you're better at it than me." Rachel thinks aloud.
"I think you're crazy, because that was wonderful." Quinn kisses Rachel's nose.
"I think I'm just crazy for you." Rachel tried to smile sweetly at Quinn, but her adorable smile was interrupted by a yawn.
Quinn laughs loudly and kisses Rachel. "You're the man."
Rachel looks confused. "What?"
Quinn smiles, "You know how there's that stereotype that in every gay relationship one person is the man and one person is the woman?"
Rachel nods.
Quinn continues, "Well, since you're practically passing out after sex, you're the man."
Rachel pouts. "I'm so not the man! You're the man!" Her argument is interrupted by another yawn.
Quinn climbs out of bed and finds their discarded clothes, throwing Rachel's at her.
"You got up too early, sweetheart." Quinn says, kissing Rachel on the forehead. "Why don't you take a nap? I'll make you breakfast if you do." Quinn feels her heart swell at the smile that lights up Rachel's face.
Quinn turns to leave the room, but Rachel shouts after her. "Come back!"
Quinn walks back to the bed, and Rachel pulls her down for a soft, sweet kiss. "Okay. Now you can go."
On her way out of the room, Quinn turns to look back at Rachel, and realizes that she loves her.