A.N: I have no excuse. The wall for this fic was not conquered as I had assumed. But here is the next chapter with much, much Faberry.

Thursday December 16, 2010

3:12 P.M.

Kurt hadn't wanted to go out of town this Christmas, but his father had insisted, saying that Kurt's grandparents on his mother's side wanted to meet Carole and Finn, which Kurt thought was dumb, why couldn't they have met them during the wedding, it wasn't like his mom had died recently, and Burt had more than earned the right to move on with his life. It galled him that they were now all but demanding that the Hudmel family spend at least part of the Winter holiday with them.

It also meant Rachel would get to open her present early, on the bright side though, so would he. He stared across the bed at Rachel who had her hands clasped in front of her with a beaming smile in place.

He sighed, "Are you sure don't want me to wait?"

Rachel shook her head, "No! You can use it on the drive."

Kurt cocked his head and considered that, "Ok." He gingerly tore open the surprisingly pretty wrapping paper and then snapped his head up to gape at Rachel as he realized exactly what she'd gotten him, "Rachel!"

She clapped her hands, "Do you love it?"

He nodded, stunned, before he shook his head, "Rachel it's way to much, I can't except this."

She waved a hand and then scrambled across the bed to snatch the package out of his hand, "Nonsense, I ordered this one for you specifically, and even bedazzled it and loaded a bunch of music on it. I want you to have it."

Kurt opened the box, noting for the first time that Rachel had already opened it, no doubt to Berry-fy it, "How much music?"

Rachel shrugged, "My collection for the most part, I left off a lot of the indie music and oldies, but there are a ton of divas, Broadway, and pop songs on there."

Kurt pulled out the iPod touch and couldn't help but smile at the bedazzled back, with a red K standing out against black gemstones, "It's perfect Rachel." He still thought it was too much but Rachel looked so excited so, "Thank you. It is too much but thank you."

Rachel grinned and he pulled her into a tight tug. He squeezed and closed his eyes. He really didn't want to leave Lima right now, for any length of time.

Friday December 24, 2010

7:54 P.M.

Quinn smiled at her mother as she offered the plate of cookies Rachel had baked which both she and Rachel declined. The little Diva sank further into her embrace with a contented sigh and Quinn tightened her hold as she nuzzled Rachel's hair.

Rachel turned her head to the side and offered Quinn her neck which Quinn promptly attached her lips to.

Until a disgusted huff was heard above them, "Really Quinnie, on Christmas Eve? The birthday of our savior?"

Quinn glanced up at her sister with a dark scowl and snapped, "Rachel's Jewish and it's less disgusting then you and Roger being all over each other at dinner."

Fran placed her hands on her hips, "Mom said I had to be nice about... this," She waved a hand over Rachel and Quinn, "But she didn't say you'd be tossing it in my face."

Rachel shifted to try and stand, probably so that Fran wouldn't have anything to complain about but Quinn shook her head and held fast, "You weren't even in the room a second ago, and excuse me if I want my girlfriend to know I love her on Christmas Eve."

Fran scowled down at them, directing her suddenly poisonous gaze at Rachel, "Oh please, you aren't gay, this girl and her two 'dads' have confused you."

Quinn shifted Rachel so that the little diva was behind her as she stood, "I've been in love with Rachel since seventh grade, and don't you ever look at Rachel like that again."

Fran scoffed, "I'll look at the little freak any way I please."

Quinn snarled and felt her shoulders bunched as she moved to give her sister an almighty shove when a hard voice from the doorway stopped her, "Francesca Grace Fabray!"

Quinn turned to glance at her mother before whirling to smirk at Fran as their mother barreled into the room, "You apologize to Rachel right now!"

Fran set her teeth and shook her head, "No. I have nothing to apologize for. She and Quinn were feeling each other up in full view of anyone who chose to walk in!"

Judy turned to scowl at Quinn, "Quinnie, what have I told you about going to your room when you want to feel up Rachel?"

Quinn rolled her eyes, "I kissed her neck. Twice."

Judy cocked her head and spun back to Fran, "Seems less offensive than you sticking your tongue down Roger's throat at the dinner table Frannie."

Quinn let out a snort, "Ha!" Before wilting as her mother turned her scowl on her, "Sorry, it was funny."

Rachel placed a hand on Quinn's back, "Maybe I should go?"

Quinn turned to Rachel and cupped her jaw, "No Rach, this my home, and mom said it was fine for you to spend Christmas Eve and day with us, just like I spent Chanukah with you and your dads."

Rachel nodded before shooting a sad glance at Fran, "I... I don't want to cause a fight on Christmas Eve."

Quinn pulled Rachel into a hug and turned to scowl at Fran, "You didn't cause a fight baby. Fran did." She leveled Fran with a dark glare and hissed, "You aren't dad, stop trying to act like him."

Fran blanched at that, "I'm not..."

Quinn pulled Rachel tighter and let her mouth quirk up at the corners when Rachel's arms encircled her waist before she wiped the look off her face, "Yeah you are. I want to spend Christmas Eve with you all but if you continue to attack us, Rachel and I will go to her dads."

Judy held up her hands, "Fran is done," She turned her mom glare up by twenty and demanded of Fran, "Aren't you?"

Fran wilted up her mother's fierce gaze before nodding sullenly, "Yeah, whatever."

Quinn rolled her eyes and then moved to take Rachel up to her room as Fran asked, "Where are you going?"

Quinn turned and smirked at Fran, "To my room so I can feel up my girlfriend."

Judy sighed, "Quinn..."

While Rachel pulled away with a hiss, "Quinn!"

Quinn smiled down at Rachel and pulled her back to her side, "I'm kidding baby. I was thinking we could watch a movie or something."

Rachel brightened, "Funny Girl?"

Quinn shrugged placidly as they ascended the stairs until Rachel loudly announced, "The sound track to that movie is perfect for making out."

The little diva offered Quinn a wink and then she was bounding up the stairs with Quinn hot on her heels and Fran squawking in the background.

Quinn walked into her room and had every intention of putting Funny Girl on so she could snuggle with her girlfriend.

Rachel apparently had other ideas as she shut the door firmly behind Quinn and twisted the lock before pressing her against the door, "Thank you..."

Quinn stared down at Rachel's lips as she tried to process Rachel's words with the little Diva pressed into her in all of the right places, "What?"

Rachel leaned in further and breathed into Quinn's ear, "For defending me to you sister, for defending us... for fighting for us. Thank you."

Quinn's eyes rolled back, and even though she knew what Rachel was saying was important she could barely focus on anything beyond the Diva's hot breath ghosting across her suddenly over sensitive earlobe, "You're wel-" Her reply was cut off as Rachel bit down on her earlobe and sucked lightly. The moan that she released was almost obscene, "Rachel!"

Rachel pulled back and grinned at her, "Put the movie in."

Quinn fell over herself to obey as she tried not to watch Rachel sashay to her bed and lay herself out over the comforter. The little Diva rested her head on Quinn's pillow and the blonde was very aware of Rachel's intense stare as her girlfriend watched her load her favorite movie into the DVD player.

As she pressed play Rachel spoke up, "Do you know how much it means to me that you bought the DVD? That you have it here in case I want to watch it?"

Quinn dipped her head bashfully as she moved next to the bed, "I want you to be happy Rach."

Rachel sat up and tugged at the sash that cinched her dress tighter at the waist to pull down next to her on the bed, "I am happy Quinn. You..." She trailed off and stared at Quinn's lips, "I never thought I could love someone like this."

Quinn surged forward and caught Rachel's lips with her own before tearing away, "I love you so much Rachel."

As the opening credits to Rachel's favorite movie started, the Diva pushed at Quinn's shoulder and with no more prompting had Quinn on her back. Rachel settled at her side and brought a hand to Quinn's face. Her fingers trailed across Quinn's forehead, smoothing over the slight furrow in her brow, urging her to relax. Quinn let her face relax and reveled in Rachel's pleased sigh. Slowly, achingly Rachel trailed her fingertips over Quinn's eyelids, brushing her eyelashes. She traced Quinn's nose and then settled her fingertips over her lips, rubbing at them as Quinn let out a low gasp as a burst of sparks shot across her blackened vision, "Rach..."

She felt Rachel shift closer as the Diva whispered into her ear, "What do you want Quinn?"

Quinn reached out blindly and by some miracle managed to tangle her hand in Rachel's hair, "Kiss me Rachel."

Rachel let out a throaty groan before she pressed forward and claimed Quinn's lips with her own. Quinn whimpered into the intense kiss, certain that no one would ever kiss her the way that Rachel did. A sudden possessiveness surged through her. No one, but no one would kiss Rachel like she did either.

She sat up as best she could and tugged at Rachel's hair as her tongue sought Rachel's out. She knew it was impossible, but she was going to try to crawl inside Rachel through her mouth.

Rachel for her part seemed surprised by Quinn's sudden forcefulness, surprised and excited as she released a deep grown and allowed Quinn to reverse their positions and settle on top of her.

The feeling of settling between Rachel's thighs placated Quinn's inner cave woman as she gentled her kisses and moved to Rachel's neck. The Diva titled her head back and allowed Quinn more access as she'd done downstairs. Quinn bit down as Rachel's hands fisted in her hair and pressed her closer. As her teeth sank into Rachel's neck the Diva let out a hiss and rocked her hips into Quinn, searching for contact.

She reached around and grabbed Quinn's hand, dragging it to her chest and placing it over her breast. Quinn's own hips bared down as she felt Rachel's pebbled nipple drag across her palm. Her hand squeezed reflexively and Rachel let out a pleased moan as she trailed her own hands down Quinn's back until she was cupping her ass.

Quinn's hips were spurred into a constant rhythm as Rachel urged her on, rocking her own hips up to meet Quinn's thrusts.

She dragged out, "Can I... is this ok?" She dipped her hand under Rachel's shirt and stopped at her ribs.

Rachel nodded frantically as her hips picked up their pace, "Don't stop."

Quinn shook her head as she slid her hand under Rachel's bra and let out a sob of emotion. She never wanted to stop touching Rachel; she never wanted to lose Rachel.

She voiced the want, the need, "Never leave me Rachel... please never let me go."

Rachel's hips slowed their frantic rocking as she stared at Quinn before removing one of her hands from Quinn's ass. For a second Quinn was sure she'd screwed up, that she'd made this more than it needed to be, more than it could be, but then Rachel was cupping her cheek and staring at her with soft, loving eyes, "I won't Quinn. I'm right here and I promise I'm not going anywhere."

Quinn blinked back tears as she and Rachel pressed their hips into each other slowly.

Quinn breathed out after a minute of rocking, "Can you... like this?"

Rachel bit her lip, "I don't think so..."

Quinn didn't frown, instead her mind flashed to something Santana had told her once before she sat up and swung one of her legs over Rachel's thigh and pulled at Rachel's hips to grind the Diva down onto her own. Rachel's hands flew to the covers as her head rolled back, "God Quinn..."

Quinn smiled, pleased with herself as she settled her weight onto her elbows and rolled her hips forward. Rachel thrashed her head and re-planted her hands on Quinn's ass.

Quinn pressed her chest into Rachel's and purred into her ear, "Is this better?"

Rachel whimpered, "God yes... harder."

Quinn's hips snapped forward almost as soon as the words were out of Rachel's mouth as she let out a growl, "You feel so good Rachel."

Rachel struggled to open her eyes as she gasped out, "You feel perfect Quinn." Together they rocked their hips, rubbing themselves against each other's thighs.

Quinn could feel how hot Rachel's center was against her thigh, "I can feel you Rachel..." She hesitated before asking, "Are you wet?"

Rachel's face flushed as she groaned out, "Yes..." The question seemed to do something Rachel as her hips pressed forward faster, harder than before. Quinn redoubled her pace as she moaned into Rachel's ear.

She could feel something building in her center and rolling outward, approaching rapidly, "I'm close Rachel."

Her Diva hissed below her, "Me too, don't stop Quinn, don't stop."

Quinn shook her head as she murmured against Rachel's lips, "Never." She plunged her tongue into Rachel's mouth as her release washed over her, crashing into her as Rachel stiffened below her like someone had run a current through them both. They shook and gasped each other's names as the rocking of their hips slowed.

They were quiet as Quinn gathered enough of herself to press a tender, wet kiss to Rachel's jaw, "Thank you."

Rachel let out a breathless giggle, "Think of that without clothes..."

Quinn groaned, "Mean."

Rachel tugged at her hair so that Quinn would pull back enough to look into her eyes. She brushed her hand over Quinn's brow and murmured, "Soon Quinn."

Quinn cocked her head and even though she'd just found release she shivered as heat rushed through her, "Soon?"

Rachel nodded, "I love you..." And with a gentle smile she added, "I trust you."

Quinn stared down at her for the longest time before she bent her head and pressed a slow, chaste kiss to Rachel's lips and murmured, "Thank you for giving me the chance to earn it."

Rachel smiled at her and then jolted almost violently as a fist hammered on Quinn's door from the hallway, "Quinn, Rachel church!"

Quinn lifted her head to glare at the door, "Go away Fran!"

Her sister replied from the other side, "Mom said it was time for church!"

Quinn rolled her eyes and pressed a kiss to Rachel's forehead before she rolled off of her to stand on wobbly legs, "Church..."

Rachel glanced down at her mussed clothes as she sat up, "I need to brush my hair."

Quinn nodded seriously, "Yeah you really do." She smirked at Rachel and let her eyes twinkle with unabashed happiness, "I'd hate to give my sister a stroke."

Rachel scoffed at her, "No you wouldn't."

Quinn ran a hand through her own hair and replied, "No I wouldn't." Rachel rolled her eyes with a smile before turning to Quinn's dresser to commandeer her hairbrush. Quinn stopped her with her next words, spoken softly, and seriously, "I love you Rachel."

Rachel turned her head to look at her as her brown eyes softened, "I love you too Quinn."

Quinn smiled at her as the Diva turned away. She wouldn't lose Rachel, her Diva had promised, and Rachel didn't break her promises.

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