A/N: Okay, writing this with a pounding headache straight after finishing the last chapter, while having people call me wishing me a happy birthday and saying it's sad that I'm sick. So either this chapter will be a gem and you will all love it or you're going to think I'm a tool for thinking it up and hating it.
Loooong chapter to make up for the last short one. I also didn't want to leave it on a cliff-hanger. (Wink wink, nudge nudge) So next chapter probably around Wednesday (I hope).
Read and Review, I think it would be good to know what you guys think of this chapter.
Quinn POV
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Quinn went through the rest of the day much the same way she started it. Being told she looks she looks like shit by Santana and bolting whenever she saw Rachel. She knew her looks were quickly declining which was a bad thing seeing she looked terrible at the start of the day, but she couldn't help but cry whenever she saw Rachel.
Quinn ate lunch alone and avoided the cafeteria, choir room and the auditorium because she didn't want to run into Rachel. Thinking it was probably the safest move, Quinn just walked around alone and if she thought she saw Rachel, would hide behind a big group of people. So what if she was a coward? At the moment she would rather be a coward than the emotional wreck her body was threatening to be.
In the gap between her last two periods Quinn found Mr. Shuester walking down the corridor.
"Mr. Shue?" Quinn said.
"Yeah Quinn?"
"I don't think I'm going to make it to glee today. I feel terrible."
"Yeah. You do look bad, maybe you should go home now." He suggested.
"No I think I had better just leave at the end of the day."
"Okay, just make sure you get some rest Quinn. Feel better." He clapped her on the shoulder and walked off. Quinn needed to do that. She couldn't have sat through glee with Rachel in the same room, especially if Rachel wanted to talk with her about Friday.
At the end of the day Quinn went home and went straight to her room. She pulled out her phone because she felt she needed to read whatever Rachel had written. She opened up the first text. Please talk to me Quinn. It broke Quinn's heart that Rachel wanted to say something to her. She opened another. Please Quinn.
Quinn opened another and another. They were all asking to talk, but Quinn couldn't. She couldn't see the hurt or anger on Rachel's face. She didn't want to see the hurt that was to come like she had seen a small amount of at school when Rachel began to cry when she saw Quinn.
She didn't want to hear Rachel ask if they could just stay friends because Quinn couldn't. Not now that she knew what it was like to kiss the diva, it had been like there were fireworks going off in her mouth. Quinn wanted Rachel to be hers. She wouldn't be able to stand by as a friend when Rachel got a boyfriend. She wanted to be able to just wrap the diva up in her arms and protect her from the world but she couldn't do that knowing that Rachel was someone else's.
That was only of Rachel still wanted to be friends of course. The more likely thing to happen would be for Rachel to feel betrayed and hurt. She would probably end up becoming what Quinn used to be for Rachel. The bringer of hurtful words and slushie facials.
Either of the two options would be something Quinn would not be able to cope with. She knew that the only thing she could hope for now is to become an acquaintance, someone who didn't offer an opinion or talk to unless it was just to ask a question. It broke her heart but it really was the best she could hope for.
At around 8, Judy called Quinn down for dinner. It was clear that since Quinn had gone to school, Judy decided Quinn could go down the stairs. Through dinner (fried rice) Quinn found her breath to be shaky. After a few minutes, Judy put her fork down on the table.
"Quinn you need to stop it. You are going to make yourself sick. Either tell me what's going on or stop crying." Judy said with force. Quinn opened her mouth to say something but closed it again. She decided to just try and stop crying.
When she had finished dinner she went upstairs to take a shower. She let the hot water pour over her body which was feeling incredibly weak. When she got out she went to bed, she was exhausted. Even though it was early she fell asleep almost instantly.
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In her sleep she thought she heard a creak, almost like her window opening, and then she knew she hadn't dreamt it when she felt her wrists getting tied together. She tried to move her arms but realised that they had been tied to the headboard. She began to cry.
"What are you doing with me?" She asked. She couldn't see because it was very dark. She felt a hand run through her hair.
"Shhh, Shhh. It's okay Quinn; I'm not going to hurt you." Quinn knew that voice.
"Rachel?"She asked.
"Mhmm."Was the reply. Quinn felt tears run down her face for a different reason now.
"What are you doing? Why did you tie me up?" Quinn asked.
"You wouldn't talk to me. I had to make sure you can't run away." Even in the dark Quinn could see Rachel drop her head.
"I'm so sorry Rachel."Quinn sobbed.
"For what?" Rachel asked.
"Everything." Rachel went and turned on the lights.
"No Quinn. What are you sorry for?" Rachel asked sternly.
"Kissing you." Quinn answered in a small voice.
"Are you actually sorry for kissing me?" Rachel asked. Quinn didn't answer.
"Quinn, be honest with me. Are you sorry for kissing me?" Rachel asked again. Quinn turned her head so that she couldn't see Rachel.
"No." She answered. She had loved that kiss even if it did ruin her completely.
"Then what are you sorry for?" Rachel asked. Quinn thought for a second.
"That it made you hate me." Quinn began to sob.
"I don't hate you." Rachel said. Quinn turned to face Rachel tears still streaming from her eyes.
"But it made things weird between us. Your straight and now you know I like you, we can't still be friends, but I don't want to lose you." Quinn was silently cursing her restraints. Tears were making her vision blurry and she could no longer make out Rachel's facial expressions. She just wanted to be able to wipe them away to see if Rachel was angry or not.
"You don't have to lose me. I don't want to lose you either." Rachel cooed.
"But I made things weird." Quinn reiterated.
"Things are only weird because you keep running away. You won't even let me talk to you." Rachel sat on the bed next to Quinn.
"How can things not be weird? People can't be friends if one of them is gay for the straight friend. Besides, I took advantage of you when you were drunk, and when you were scared. I slept with you Rachel." She felt her body shaking uncontrollably with tears. Rachel put her hand on Quinn's back and started rubbing in small circles.
"I slept with you too Quinn." Rachel reminded her.
"But you needed comfort. I made it so that you needed comfort. I knew you would get scared so I put it on so you would cuddle with me."
"I asked you to stay Quinn."
"Because I made you scared. I wore a slutty dress to Puck's party so I could show you my body." Rachel laughed.
"That dress was soooo hot."
"If you get a boyfriend I'm not going to be supportive, I'm going to either think of ways to break you up or I'll just be mean to him." Quinn didn't know why, but she had to make Rachel realised that they couldn't be friends.
"Look Quinn, to me all of these points mean nothing."Rachel said calmly. Quinn on the other hand was incredulous.
"Rachel, how can you say that? All of those things are what friendships are. If I can't do that kind of stuff then I can't be your friend. You deserve better than me." Quinn looked away from Rachel. She couldn't look anymore, she was finished.
"Quinn look at me." Rachel requested.
"No. I... I just can't." Quinn said, completely defeated.
"Quinn look at me." Rachel said with more force.
"No". Quinn felt Rachel grab her chin and pull. Her face was forced to look directly into Rachel's. It broke Quinn's heart to see it, but Rachel was crying too.
"What if I said I didn't want to be your friend?" Quinn tried to pull away so she could cry in peace but Rachel's hand wouldn't let her. Rachel cupped Quinn's face closed her eyes and leant in. Quinn cried harder when she felt Rachel capture her lips, but she kissed back. When Rachel pulled back Quinn cried harder than she had in her life.
"That was a good bye kiss wasn't it?" Quinn asked it.
"Not a chance. More like a hello kiss. As long as you don't mind being with a girl." Rachel replied. Quinn stopped sobbing.
"Do you mean you want to go out with me?" Quinn asked.
"If someone like you were to ask then I don't think I would say no." Quinn pulled on her restraints desperate to be able to hold the girl next to her.
"But of course that person would have to ask politely first." Rachel continued. Quinn caught on to what she wanted.
"Rachel Berry, would you please do me the service of going on a date with me?" Quinn asked tears forgotten.
"I guess I'll have to check my schedule." Rachel teased.
"Rachel!" Quinn squealed.
"I'm joking. Of course I'll go out with you." She leaned down again to kiss Quinn. Quinn loved this contact and hastened to deepen it. She ran her tongue across Rachel's bottom lip for entry which was quickly given. Quinn moaned but pulled away. Rachel whimpered.
"Can you untie me now?" Quinn asked.
"Do I get to stay over?" Rachel asked back.
"But I won't be able to control myself." Quinn admitted.
"What if I don't want you to?" Rachel smirked. She leaned down to capture Quinn's lips again.
"So do I get to stay over?" Rachel asked again. Quinn was panting with need.
"Yes. Whatever you want." Quinn twisted her legs and wrapped them around Rachel. With all the strength she gathered from cheerio's, she managed to pull Rachel onto her. Rachel started kissing Quinn again. Quickly the kisses became heated and soon both girls were gasping for breath. Quinn tried to hold Rachel and then remembered her restraints.
"Untie me." She told Rachel. Rachel pretended to think for a second, tapping her chin.
"No. I don't think I will." She told Quinn.
"Rachel. Untie me."
"No." She leaned down and tried to kiss Quinn again, but the blonde just turned her head out of the way.
"Not until you untie me." She told Rachel.
"Fine." Rachel moved her head lower on Quinn's body to her neck. She picked her place and sucked hard.
"Rachel!" Quinn exclaimed.
"Hmmm?" Rachel was now licking the area she had sucked.
"You're going to leave a mark."
"Well then, people will know to leave you alone then won't they? Your mine now Quinn." Rachel ran her tongue up Quinn's throat making the blonde shudder. Rachel put her hands on Quinn's stomach, inching up her tank top. She moved her lips back to Quinn's. This time Quinn didn't pull away. She wrapped her legs around Rachel's body so she was touching the diva in some way.
"Rachel, please let me touch you." She pleaded.
"No." Rachel gave Quinn an 'I'm sorry' before she kissed her again.
"I want to make you feel things Quinn. I don't want you to touch me. This is about you." Rachel told her hands inching up Quinn's stomach.
"Why? I want to touch you so badly." Quinn confessed. Rachel's hands met the bottom of Quinn's bra. She looked down their heaving chests and then back up to Quinn's eyes, silently asking for permission. When Quinn nodded her head Rachel moved her hands up over Quinn's breasts. She ran her hands over the breasts soaking in the feeling of Quinn. Rachel accidentally ran her thumb over Quinn's nipple causing the blonde to moan and try and lean into the touch.
Quinn's breathing had become ragged at how Rachel was making her feel and they were still wearing all of their clothes. She had never felt like this even when she had done it with Puck even if that was more of an efficient business meeting.
"Rachel please more." Quinn pleaded.
"What? Do you like that Quinn?" Rachel asked in the sexiest voice Quinn had ever heard.
"Yes, soooo much." Quinn conceded. Rachel grabbed Quinn's tank top and pulled it over head to where Quinn's hands were bound. Rachel took a second to study Quinn's body. Her chest was heaving and her nipples were poking through the material covering her breasts. It was amazing. She started to draw lazy circles around Quinn's breasts making sure to avoid the nipples.
All of this teasing was driving Quinn crazy. She was sure that if she had use of her hands she would have been taking care of herself. She started to try and arch her body so that Rachel would touch her where she wanted but it was as though Rachel could read her mind. She would change here pattern or position every time Quinn tried to make her touch her.
"Rachel please." Quinn panted. "Get my bra off."
Rachel smirked. She had Quinn gasping for breath and pleading and they were still wearing clothes. It seemed as though Quinn had given up on the idea of Rachel freeing her hands and now she was pulling on the restraints. Rachel reached around Quinn and unclasped her bra. It follows the path of the tank top before it and was left at the top of Quinn's arms.
Again Rachel stopped to admire Quinn's body. Quinn's nipples hardened at the cool air that was surrounding them and the look of pure lust on Rachel's face. Quinn arched up. She was all for letting Rachel look at her body (she would do anything for Rachel) but right now she needed the diva's hands on her. And her mouth she had as an afterthought.
"Please Rachel." Rachel seemed scared to touch Quinn now that her full chest was exposed.
"Please what?"Rachel asked.
"Feel me. Pinch me, knead me, suck me, bite me I don't care." Rachel looked taken aback by Quinn so readily talking about what she wanted. It was a major turn on. She leaned down and swirled her tongue around Quinn's nipple, never taking her eyes off Quinn's face. Her and found Quinn's other breast and she began to knead it, her palm lightly brushing Quinn's nipple.
"Oh God Rachel. So good." Quinn moaned.
Thinking she could tease Quinn again later if she really wanted Rachel took Quinn's nipple in her mouth and sucked on it. Hard. With her hand she pinched her other nipple between her thumb and index finger.
"Oh yes Rachel." Rachel looked up and saw Quinn's hands pulling hard against the restraints.
"Stop hurting your hands or I will leave you as you are now." Rachel said sternly while Quinn whimpered. Quinn's hands stopped pulling and Rachel swapped breasts. Before too long Quinn bucked her hips into Rachel.
"Rachel please."
"Please what? You really have to start being more specific Quinn."
"Anything down there. I need it. I'm so wet for you Rach." Rachel sighed. She will learn soon enough.
"Down where Quinn?" Rachel knocked her thigh into Quinn's centre to try and receive an adequate response. She received a very sharp intake of breath. Quinn started thrashing her hips wildly.
"Please Rachel. My pussy, my clit anything. I need it." Quinn exclaimed in a voice higher than her usual one. Rachel took pity on the girl below her. She hooked her thumbs under Quinn's sleep shorts and panties. She took the panties out of the sleep shorts and examined them. They were soaked. She looked down to Quinn's centre which was literally dripping. Rachel came up with another idea. She brought the panties to Quinn's face.
"You want to come Quinn?" She asked.
"So much Rachel please."
"Then lick you panties." Rachel told her.
"What?"
"Lick your panties and I will help you come." Quinn looked disgusted but licked her panties all the same.
"That's so hot Quinn." Rachel told her.
"You're wearing too many clothes."Quinn told her.
"I told you that this is about you Quinn."
"So that means that I get left completely exposed while you sit there in your clothes?" Quinn asked. Rachel thought for a second.
"Fine." She quickly removed her clothes.
"Can I have you panties?" Quinn asked looking nervous. Rachel responded by bringing her panties to Quinn's mouth who started to lick them in earnest. She moaned at Rachel's taste. She couldn't wait to have it straight from the source.
Meanwhile, Rachel had moved down Quinn's body to her dripping hole. She blew some air onto it causing Quinn to shudder.
"Rachel, please stop teasing me." Quinn begged.
Rachel licked the length of Quinn's slit. It was the best taste she had ever tasted in her life, and she wanted more. She stuck her tongue into Quinn and swirled it around a bit reaching anywhere she could.
"Rachel don't stop." Rachel stopped and pulled out. She smiled at Quinn.
"Do you deserve to get off?" Rachel asked.
"What?" Quinn was still getting over the fact that Rachel had pulled out.
"You have ignored me all weekend. Do you really deserve to get off?"
"Rachel please."
"Do you really need to come?"
"Yes. I do so much. Please."
"Are you lying?"
"No Rach I swear. I need to come." Tears of sexual frustration were literally running down Quinn's face.
"Maybe you want to watch for a bit. You did suggest I take off my clothes." Rachel mused. She ran her hands over the tops of her own breasts pinching her nipples into hard nubs.
"Oh my God Rachel please. I'll do whatever you want." Quinn tried to bargain. Rachel just slid her hands lower to her pussy which was now as dripping wet as Quinn's. She moved her body so her pussy was just out of the reach of Quinn's face.
"Hmmm. I got pretty wet playing with you didn't I?" Rachel rolled her hips closer to Quinn's face. Out of the corner of her eye, Rachel could see Quinn rubbing her thighs together to get any kind of friction she could. Rachel stuck a finger into her waiting pussy and then whipped her juices around Quinn's mouth, too far away for Quinn's tongue to reach.
"Rachel please give me anything. I don't care just please stop torturing me." Quinn pleaded. Satisfied Quinn would be dripping again Rachel moved back down the bed to Quinn's pussy. She was not disappointed to find Quinn had made a wet spot on the sheets, beneath her dripping hole.
Rachel attached her mouth to Quinn's clit and sucked on it with everything she had. She also inserted two fingers into Quinn and began slowly pumping them in and out. Not wanting to give Rachel the chance to pull away, Quinn wrapped her legs around Rachel's head, makings sure Rachel's mouth did not leave her pussy.
"Fuck. Yes Rachel. I'm so close, please don't stop." There was no way Rachel was going to stop this time, she inserted a third finger into Quinn and started slamming her palm into Quinn's clit while she moved up to suck on her breasts.
"Fuck, Rachel yes, I'm Cumming."Quinn squealed out. Rachel felt Quinn's walls tighten around her fingers as she rode out her climax. Rachel kept her fingers moving inside Quinn until the last wave of pleasure had run through the blonde. She moved her hands up and untied Quinn's hands. She wrapped her arms around Quinn and rested her head on the blonde's chest.
"So, was I good?" Rachel asked. Quinn just face palmed.