A/N: I'm soo sorry for the delay, but I'm working on my thesis and it's this BIG pain in the butt!

Anyway, I don't own Glee, Megan Fox (please think of Hot Megan) or Jeniffer's Body. Tell me what you think and if there's something you'll like to see happening! This is Unbeta'd and I hope you enjoy!

Santana left after Brittany's call. Apparently, her family reunion didn't go well and her parents came back earlier.

"Think about it, Q" was all Santana said before leaving.

Quinn finished the third movie they have been watching and now she doesn't know what to do. She could call Sam over, but that means she will have to kiss him and she's not in the mood for that. It was already late, so she couldn't go for a run. She goes to the kitchen and sees her laptop and her conversation with Santana plays back in her mind.

'You know? You could imagine yourself having sex with a guy and then with a girl and see what you like the most.'

'She makes me feel things I didn't feel when I was with him.'

Santana's voice kept repeating in her head, provoking her.

'No matter what, I'm gonna have your back'

'You know you wanna do it, why not now? You have the house for yourself, Mom is not gonna be back 'til late and you know she'll be passed out drunk... Why not give it a shot?' Her inner voice tries to convince her. 'Besides, I think we'll need time to play, right?'

"Ugh! Shut up! I'm not listening to you now! It's like a have this horny teenage boy living in my brain! What's wrong with you?" She asks herself.

She watches another movie. Jennifer's Body is her choice.

Half way through the movie, she realises that it wasn't such a great selection. One, the movie is awful and second, Megan Fox naked is not helping much to her problem and now, Jennifer's on Needy's bed and —

"Oh shi— Is that? Oh. God! Her tongue!" Quinn grunts. Watching the two girls kissing is getting her wet.

She's been watching the same scene for almost fifteen minutes, imagining kissing Rachel like that and hearing her moaning the way they are doing, but her bubble of lust hastily explodes and she can hear her mother's car on the drive way. Quickly, she turns off the TV and takes the DVD back to its case. The last thing she needs is her mom knowing she's been watching two girls making out.

"Hey Quinnie!" Judy says slurring a bit her words. "I thought you were with Santa— Santana."

"No, mom. She had to go back to her house." She knows her mother doesn't care, but she replies anyway. "I'm going to bed now. Night." She leaves her Judy before she can say another word.

Once in her room, she decides to —for the first time ever— follow Santana's advice.

"Okay" She says 'imagine yourself having sex with a guy'. She can hear Santana's voice in her head. "But who?" Quinn wonders out loud.

"Okay, let's start with Finn." She says after a pause.

She's under the bleachers with Finn, kissing him deeply. Their breath is raged and his hands are roaming through her body. She's wearing her Cheerio uniform and he's wearing his football uniform. His plum lips are travelling down her neck; his small hands have found their way under her top. The softness of her to—

"Fuck!" She opens her eyes and can see Rachel wearing her football uniform —number one included. She thrusts her leg in between Rachel's and kisses her again; she's addicted to her now. The petite diva moans and starts humping Quinn's leg. Quinn smirks, she love the effect she has on her girl —

"My girl? Oh God!" She definitely likes the idea. "Urgh! Not the point! How did I go from thinking about Finn to Rachel in a heartbeat?" Quinn wonders. 'Maybe he wasn't the right one, besides his dick is so small you need magnifying glasses to find it.' She can hear Santana's voice in her head and a laugh that sounded oddly similar to Rachel's.

"Maybe Puck'll do the trick" She hopes.

They are in her room. She's on top of him grinding her centre on his crotch to get things going. He takes her hips and switches positions. His weight is so heavy on her so she pushes him a little and her hands begin to wander over her back. She can feel the muscles contracting every now and then, her hands hold on to toned arms when she feels the sucking on her neck.

"Don't leave a hickey" Quinn manages to say, she's panting now and wetter than ever and the only thing they have been doing is a little groping and grinding.

"Oops!" Rachel says while attacking the other side of the HBIC's neck and thrust her hips against Quinn's. She takes Quinn's legs and wraps them around her waist, letting her hands caress Quinn's legs until she reaches her —

"Oh— YEAH!" Quinn moans, she can feel Rachel's hand on her body. "NO! This can't be happening again!

She sits and takes a calming breath. 'WHAT is wrong with you? Since that video, Rachel lives in your mind. Can you think of anything other than her?' She asks herself.

"Apparently, no" She confess.

'Imagine yourself having sex with a girl —other that Rachel, that is' Santana's voice rang in her head again.

"Okay" Quinn sighs. 'Who?' She can't think of Santana, she's like a sister to her so that would be like incest, right? Brittany? When Santana finds out —because she will— she'll be pissed. Big time. Cedes is her friend, she can't imagine her that way. Tina is sweet but not her type. 'I am your type.' She can hear Rachel's husky voice in her head and she finds herself nodding. 'Oh, I'm so screwed'.

"Thank you, Miss Fabray" A voice says outside Quinn's room.

"No problem, dear, and please call me Judy" Judy reply.

"Okay... Judy" The mysterious voice said before opening Quinn's bedroom door. "Q! Your mother is so love-ly"

The only thing Quinn can do is to stare at the brunette in front of her. It is not possible that this woman is in her room. It can't be!

"What are you doing here?" Quinn asks after the shock was gone.

"Well... you need something and I can help you with that. Actually, I wanna help you with that." The woman says seductively walking towards Quinn. Once in Quinn's bed, the woman crawls on top of Quinn pinning her.

"Me— Meg" Quinn can feel the soft texture of the woman's lips on her neck. "—han" she manages to finish.

"Yeah, Quinnie," Megan Fox asked. "Is there something you want me to do?"

"Oh God" Quinn could feel Megan's toned leg between her own and soft yet strong hands holding her wrists above her head, grinding her leg on Quinn's centre.

"Oh shit! Quinn, you're so wet" The actor moans in Quinn's ear. She can feel herself getting wetter and wetter. Quinn kisses Megan passionately; it's all tongue and teeth. She can feel one of Megan's hands sliding up under her shirt; she can feel it on her breast.

"You like that Q? Do you like it rough?" Quinn moans into the kiss and Megan bites her lower lip. "I'm gonna fuck you so hard that you're gonna feel me for days."

"Yes!" Quinn shouts when Megan pinches again her nipples through the fabric of her bra. She let her hands wonder over the actress' back leaving angry red marks when she feels Megan's tongue leaving a wet trace on her neck.

"Fuck, you're hot!" Megan takes Quinn's shirt and bra, grinding her leg with more force into Quinn's centre. She waste no time and take one of Quinn's nipple in her mouth.

"mmm yeah Meg" Quinn moans and can feel the actor's hands making their way towards her underwear.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH MY WOMAN?" An angry —and very, very sexy— Rachel walks into Quinn's room. Almost as a reflex, Quinn pushes Megan off of her.

"Q! What the fuck!"

"Shut up, Duck face! Don't get me started on you" Rachel snaps at Megan without looking at her. Her eyes are fixed on Quinn.

"Rach— I can exp— What are you doing here?" Quinn tries after a beat.

"You tell me! Why is Butt-Face here?" Rachel says nodding slightly towards the actor, her eyes never leaving Quinn's. "Wh— Why was she on top of you... touching you!"

"Who the fuck do you think you are? Huh?" Megan tries.

"Make her disappear, Quinn"

"What?"

"You heard me. Do it, NOW!"

"You can't control her!" Megan shouts at Rachel's face. "Quinn, look at me! We were having a great time together, right? Why don't you let her go instead?"

Rachel and Quinn keep their staring contest. You can feel the tension in the room. Megan keeps looking from Quinn to Rachel, while the latter seems to be losing all her patience, so she very slowly moves her hands from her hip to her breasts, squeezing them a little —moaning— and takes her dress and pulls it off of her.

Quinn licks her lips at the sight. Rachel Berry wearing nothing but her underwear.

"Sorry, Meg" Quinn says without looking at the actor. Megan looks confused but after a beat and a soft puff, she's nowhere to be seen. Rachel keeps staring at Quinn and she slowly makes her way towards the bed.

"You've been a very, very bad girl Quinn, you know that, right?" Rachel asks while she runs a finger up and down Quinn's leg making her whimper. "Why you let her touch you?"

"I— Oh God!" Quinn moans when she feels Rachel's finger near her pussy.

"Answer me Quinn!"

"I— Please Rachel."

"No, Quinn. You don't understand; you've been a bad girl. Why should I let you have some release when you let a slut like that touch you? Huh?" Rachel says while her finger travels around Quinn's centre, driving Quinn mad with want. She rubs her finger in Quinn's pussy making her moan when she felt the pressure.

"Answer me!" Rachel says after slapping Quinn's thigh.

"I don't know!"

"Wrong answer." Rachel says and picks up her dress and heads to the door.

"No! Rachel, please!" Rachel can hear the plea in Quinn's voice. "I— I won't let anyone touch but you."

"You mean that?" Rachel asks turning around. "No-one... but me?"

"Yes, just you, Rachel"

Rachel jumps on top of Quinn and kisses her hard on her lips. Her hands go straight to Quinn's breast, pinching her nipples and settles her knee on the Cheerio's centre.

"You're mine, Quinn. No-one else's. Got it?"

"Oh God, YES! Rachel" Quinn manages to say before Rachel takes her underwear, leaving Quinn naked.

Rachel rakes her eyes over Quinn's body and she has to fight the impulse to cover herself under Rachel's gaze. When the diva's eyes reach Quinn's, she takes her clothes slowly, much to Quinn's delight and torment.

Rachel takes one of Quinn's leg and licks from her ankle to the underside of her knee, making Quinn wetter than before. She leaves a trail of kisses and nips on her thigh until she reaches Quinn's inner thigh. The only thing Quinn can do is to moan at the feeling of Rachel being so close where she needs her the most, then groan when she feels the diva's lips on her other leg.

"Ra— Rachel, please" Quinn says with a slight movement of her hips.

Rachel makes her way to Quinn lips licking her body. She kisses like a woman possessed and enters her with three fingers.

"Oh fuck... Rachel" Quinn moans when she feels Rachel entering her and throws her head back exposing her neck. Rachel licks, kisses, nibbles and bites Quinn's neck until she's sure she left her mark.

"You're mine, Quinn" Rachel says panting, speeding her thrusts with her fingers and kisses Quinn.

"Oh yeah, baby! Yours" Quinn can tell she's close.

"Mmm... Quinn, I can feel you clenching around my fingers, baby. You're so tight!"

"Harder! Please Rachel, fuck me harder."

Rachel changes her angle and does what Quinn asked. Quinn is so close, she just needs a little push to fall from the edge.

"Oh Rach, I'm so clo— OhmyGod! I think I'm gon—"

"Quinn... Quinnie... Quinn! Wake up" Judy's voice startled Quinn.

"Huh? Rach— Rachel?"

"Rachel?" Judy asks a little confused by her daughter. "Rachel's not here, Quinn. Wake Up."

Quinn sits on her bed and she realises that she's fully clothed and there's no sign of Rachel anywhere in her room.

'Was I dreaming the whole thing?' She asks herself. 'Of course I was dreaming! And my first wet dream and had to be about Rachel. Right? Monday is gonna be really interesting.'