Quinn wanted to be let in.

She wanted Huck to trust her.

He had closed himself off from her which felt really odd. He wouldn't sit next to her. He wouldn't talk to her and he barely was taking her calls and when he did take them he was harsh and curt.

She wanted things to go back to the way they were before Billy and Olivia being outed as the President's mistress.

"What do I have to do?" Quinn asked to no one in particular, Abby poked her head in her office door.

"The first thing you should do is stop talking to yourself, seriously." Quinn growled and began to open up her laptop.

"I need your help."

"No-"

"But David wants-"

"Oh, David! Your boyfriend!" Quinn said cheerfully and Abby smiled and nodded her head. "The one who tried to have me sit in prison for the rest of my life? That David? It's a definite no."

"That was a bit much for you, Quinn. My friend is coming to dinner I thought you might come in a double date with us."David said, "Will you?"

"Sure."

"Why did you say yes to him but not me?" Abby's face was twisted into an ugly scowl.

"It's simple, I don't like you..." Quinn said while packing away her things. "I don't care for David either, but I like him more than you.

"I'm feeling the love in the room..." He said sarcastically.

"Have him pick me up in an hour..." Quinn said before shooing them out of her office.

Quinn rushed home and prepared for her date. It was great to have other things on her mind besides Huck. The moment her date, Sammy, arrived the date went down south.

He yelled at her for being too slow getting ready.

When they arrived at the restaurant Quinn realized Abby and David tricked her into going on this date.

He was loud.

He was rude.

He flirted with the waitresses and smacked his lips loudly as he chewed.

He argued with the Valet and expected Quinn to sleep with him at the end of the date.

"Put out or get out..." He said angrily, Quinn opened the door and stormed down the street. She was too angry to notice the man following her.

"You should not be out walking alone." Huck said angrily behind her, she stopped walking and was tempted to turn around but shifted her purse on her shoulder and continued walking. "Quinn..."

"What do you want from me, Huck? Should I apologize for crossing paths with you today? Have I somehow disturbed your habit of lurking the streets of D.C. like you're some rogue Batman? What have I done this time? How can I assist you in not bothering you on this awful night?" Quinn turned around glaring at him, her arms were folded across her chest, "What. Do. You. Want. From. Me." he stared at her with large confused eyes, if tonight hadn't been so awful she might have thought it was cute. She was too mad to like anything, and he was annoying her by just standing there.

Looking at her like that.

She sighed and said, "Of course you're not going to say anything."

"Quinn," he took a few steps towards her and she began to bqck away. "You have to-"

"No! I am not going to stand here and be lectured by you. I will not keep begging for your attention, all I wanted was..." she stopped talking and turned around and began to walk away. She bumped into something solid and when she looked up it was him.

"What did you want?" he asked, he wasn't ignoring her and it felt great. It felt like how things were before.

"I wanted you to be happy, as happy as you can be. I know you have a past that I don't know about but everyday you're angry and whenever we talk you're angrier and... I don't know." She pushed her hair out of her face while trying to hide her blush, his eyes hadn't wavered once.

He was listening.

Maybe he didn't hate her.

Maybe.

"Quinn, we really need to talk."

He walked her over to his car, she sat in the passenger seat while he drove. He remained silent mostly and she wondered what they needed to talk about. When they arrived at his apartment he allowed her inside and into his bedroom.

A beautiful bedroom with a large bed and the room was painted in dark hues of blue and purple.

He had never taken her in here before.

This room always remained locked.

"Where did you go tonight?" he asked.

"Out on a date."

"How well do you know him?" he asked again as Quinn walked farther into the room she saw a desk set up with computers and two servers.

"Not very well..."

"Well then why did you go?" he asked, Quinn could hear him becoming angry. He sat on the edge of bed looking at the floor. "You asked me what I wanted from you." Quinn walked over towards the bed and stood in front of him, "I want to know what you want from me." he looked up, "Because I need to know now."

"I don't want you to push me away, I want you to be able to tell me things." She said honestly, he nodded his head slowly.

"Quinn, I like to hurt people-"

"Do you want to hurt me?" she asked.

"No, but there are other things I want to do to you."

"Like what?" she asked, she was glad to hear that he didn't want her dead. Now she was worried that it might be worse, his breathing became labored as he thought.

"I want to tie you up, sometimes. Sometimes I want to spank you, but most of the time I want to know you're safe. Because tonight he could have done anything to you," Huck reached out and pulled her close to him by her hips. he rested his head against her middle while hugging her waist.

Quinn was surprised by his words and actions, she had never dreamed that he wanted her this way.

"I worry about you." Quinn said while rubbing his head. His grip tightened on her waist.

"I know," He said into the expensive fabric of the red dress. "I need time."

"I can do that..."

For the next week Huck hadn't spoken to Quinn. Initially she thought it was because he didn't want her anymore and in seven days he had come to the decision that they couldn't be together. Late Wednesday night Huck knocked on her office door.

"Are you busy?" he asked and she shook her head no. "Can we have dinner tonight..." Quinn lifted her head up, "and talk."

"Um, sure..." She said with a smile. "I'll be ready in an hour."

An hour later he knocked on her door. He was happy that she was smiling and taken with the way the black fabric clung to her body showcasing every curve. It wasn't red but it still was beautiful on her, everything about her drew him towards her.

"Is it too much?" she asked.

"No it's perfect."

"Where are we going?" she asked as he led her down the hallway towards the elevator.

"It's a surprise." Huck had been working hard to prepare this dinner for her. She was special especially to him, he didn't want to want her but he was glad they could talk about it and that the uncertainty wouldn't continue to eat him alive.

He handed her the blindfold once she got in the car.

"You're really going to make me wear this..."

"Yes, now put it on." She did as she was told and sat silently. Olivia was excited to help him set up a date. He hadn't told her it was for Quinn.

She would have said no.

She wouldn't want him to seduce her.

No one touches Quinn, that was the rule but he couldn't help but break it. He dressed nicely in a suit Olivia picked for him. She was good at those things but knew she would never do it if she knew his plan was for Quinn.

When they arrived at the building he guided her inside. Quinn listened closely to every sound but still couldn't decipher any of them enough to determine their location. She heard the elevator door open then close as he pressed a button.

"We're almost there, relax." She sighed and took a step back resting against his chest, after an abnormally long elevator riddled with questions he removed the blindfold. The look of happiness, shock, and amazement filled him with joy.

It was a rooftop dinner, a table set up just for them with a live chef occupying one side of roof while the table and waiter stood on the other side.

"I just wanted to make it nice for you." Quinn smiled and wrapped her arms around him giving him a kiss on the cheek. "You like it?" He asked.

"Of course I do." Quinn sais while peppering his face with kisses. "I can't believed you tricked Olivia just for me."

"Quinn I-" he began but she kissed him softly on the lips.

"I know she doesn't know and that's fine. In due time we can tell her if she doesn't know already, but for tonight it's just you and me."

He led her over to the table where the waiter already took the liberty to pour their glasses of wine. Huck listened as Quinn chattered away about her days and nights. Normally listening to anyone talk about themselves annoyed him but he knew she was doing it purposely.

He didn't want to talk about himself or his life right now.

It would take time to get to that point in time.

"So... You planned this all by yourself?" Quinn asked.

"Mostly." He looked away from her to stare at the food on his plate, he began to rearrange the food again and again.

"What are your plans after dinner?"

"It's a surprise."

Quinn wasn't surprised as they strolled down the street chatting amicably. He slipped out of his jacket and wrapped it around her shoulders.

"You're a complete gentleman, Huck."

"Where it counts..."

"I guess," She walked in silence as they headed back towards his car. Quinn wasn't surprised to find herself in front of his apartment. She rested het head against his shoulder as they walked up the steps, Huck was glad that she enjoyed herself. All the hard work and hours spent dodging Olivia's questions had been worth it.

"Nightcap?" He asked as he held up a bottle of whiskey.

"Oh, I see your angle. You're going to get me drunk and have your way with me." Huck tensed at her words but relaxed when he heard her giggle. Quinn moved away from him and shrugged out of his jacket. She sat down on the couch nervously, she had been to his house many times but this time it was different.

It shouldn't have been but it was.

They were more than just friends now, even the way he looked at her changed. He was wearing his emotions on his sleeves and his expressive hazel eyes were stunning.

He walked towards her with two tumblers of whiskey. Quinn thought back to her previous date and smirked.

"Did you follow me there?" She asked.

"Follow you where?" Huck asked.

"On my last date."

"No, actually," He sat next to her and handed her a glass. "I was coming home from getting coffee. I saw you going into the restaurant with him," He sighed and sipped his whiskey, "You didn't tell me you were going on a date, and I was worried so I hacked the database and got a reservation right next to you. You really didn't see me?"

"No, I was too busy walking home." She said as she sipped the whiskey.

"Guys like that aren't trustworthy, you should have ran a check."

"I know but he was David's friend, or just a blind date. I wasn't thinking I was too busy worried about other things." Quinn reached out and stroked the side of his face. "It's sweet of you to care."

"I'm not a sweet man." He said, she moved her fingertips down the side of his face, trailing them lightly over his neck and moved her fingers slowly down the front of his chest.

"You are, you don't give yourself nearly enough credit." He grabbed her wrist just before her hand neared his waist.

"Quinn...I didn't bring you here to do that."

"What if I want to do it? What if I always have? I can understand if you're saving yourself for something because-" Huck knocked the drink out of her hand and pushed her back against the cushions.

Quinn could hear glass shattering far off in the distance but was more enraptured by Huck. This new and interestingly odd mix of hard and softness was exciting. His hands were intertwined with her own, the soft feeling of his lips against her own caused her to writhe against him.

"Quinn..." He said against her mouth, she felt his hands disappear from her own but saw him push himself up off of her. He backed up and sat on the far end of the couch. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have taken liberties with-"

"The only thing you did wrong was going to sit over there." Huck looked up from his folded hands and blinked a few times, he couldn't believe she still wanted him. Huck's eyes drifted from her face down to her dress which was shoved up around her waist. "Unless you don't want to."

"I want to, and I want you but as I told you before the things I want-"

"Baby steps, Huck. We need to get you out of these clothes before you talk yourself out of doing this." Huck stood up and held out his hand. Quinn took it and followed,him into the locked bedroom. As soon as the door closed behind them he pressed her back against the wall. As they kissed layers of clothes began to disappear.

His shirt.

Her dress.

His shoes and socks.

His pants.

From the wall they made it towards the bed.

She pushed him away from her but continued to hover inches above his erection.

"You wanted to tie me up? You said you wanted to spank me..." Huck groaned and reached for her but she smacked his hands away. "How did you want me tied up"

"Your wrist...to the headboard...red scarf..." He rolled off of her and moved across the room. Quinn sat down in the bed watching as he moved through the closet looking for the scarf. Huck turned around slowly carrying the thin satin scarf in both hands. He began to wrap her wrist in delicate, intricate patterns. "Tell me if it hurts."

"I thought you wanted me tied to the headboard." Huck stared at her wrist and smiled. She was so open and had barely questioned the reason why he wanted her this way.

"Baby steps, Quinn." he said while testing the tightness. Quinn could barely believe this was happening. Sure, she dreamed about sharing a bed with him and the scarf only made it more exciting. She knew he wanted to control her, the way her arms were bound behind her back confirmed it for her. "I wouldn't want to hurt you."

"You would never hurt me." Quinn said while turning her head and looking back at him. Huck looked at her and grabbed a hand full of her hair.

"Are you sure about that?" He asked while pressing his body against hers, she turned her head more so he could kiss her. He moved closer but hadn't kissed her, instead he licked the side of her face.

"Positive."

"Good." She felt him disappear from behind her. Moments later he grabbed her and placed her across his lap. "I've always wanted to do this to you." Quinn was nervous, she hadn't been spanked aince she was a child. Sure, her boyfriends might have slapped her ass from time to time but nothing like this.

She wasn't ready, but she trusted Huck openly and completely.

She could feel his hardness rubbing against her bare stomach as he positioned her hips over one of his legs. She wanted to touch him and tease him but she was bound, she growled.

"Anxious?" He asked as he raised his hand in the air, the first smack was hard. She wasn't sure what she was expecting but it wasn't that. "Don't be. We've got all nights."

"Uh huh." He smacked her ass three more times quickly. It felt like her bottoms was on fire.

"You talk a lot. More than I'm used to," Quinn was glad to feel the familiar warmth from his hands he rubbed and soothed the sting. Her body began to heat up in a completely different way, it felt good.

Too good.

Normal people probably wouldn't be this turned on by being spanked by a man like Huck.

They would be scared.

"Sometimes you don't listen, but I still want you." She felt his fingertips dipping between her thighs, she spread her legs eagerly. "Do you still want me?"

"You know I do..." She moaned as he slid one fibger inside of her.

"You're wet, you like this too?" He began to move his finger in and out slowly, he had been afraid that he was too rough with her. As he spoke to her he began to smell that familiar earthy scent and she began to move into his soothing strokes. Huck eyes looked at her beautiful brown hair and down her spine, it was perfect and looked back down to her ass that was now a nice shade of pink. He looked down to her bound hands and smiled.

She was trying to move against his hands but failed, "I asked you a question."

"Yes..." She purred, "But I need more."

"More?" He said under his breath, he added another finger and felt her pussy clench down on his fingers, he moved his hand and tossed her off his lap and onto the bed.

She landed face down on the blanketless bed. Huck's cock had grown too hard and the way she writhed against him was making him uncomfortable.

He wanted to be comfortable and wanted her to be comfortable as well. He untied the satin scarf and turned her around.

"I need you."

"Baby steps.." he said while wrapping the scarf around his fist.

"I don't want anymore babysteps," Quinn spread her legs watching as his eyes drifted downward, "You tasted my face, I want to taste you now." She held out her wrist, "And I want you to tie me up."

Huck's chest swelled with some unidentifiable pride as he began to bind her wrist. He laid back on the bed staring at her.

She was fire.

He was ice.

Together they would make steam tonight.

Quinn kneeled betweeen his legs with her arms behind her back. It was a challenge, and there was nothing more shw loved more than a challenge. He hissed and cursed under his breath as she wrapped her lips around him. Most women needed their hands, not that he was subject to this type of attention often but he knew she would need some assistance.

She held out her wrist so prettily and moved over to him, she truly was amazing at all things that she did. The way she was moving her mouth over him was astounding. He dug his fingernails into her scalp and pulled her head back, her tongue darted out and licked the tip.

He groaned and his toes curled.

"Stop..." He said while pulling her on top of him. Quinn smirked, she was unable to touch him with her hands but she wondered as he removed the scar. "I won't do anything you're not ready for." She rested her hands against his shoulders. His body was warm and she could feelhis hands scooting her forward, up his chest and closer to his mouth.

She gasped when she realized what his intentions were. Quinn hadn't expected him to return the favor. Huck,lifted her up tilting her hips at the perfect angle.

Quinn hated to compare people, espcially at this moment but he was amazing. Sure, overtime she had becone infatuated with Huck's mouth, but she never thought his mouth could make her feel like this.

Huck had always wondered what she taste like.

Earlier in the night he had licked her face but that hadn't been enough, when he smelled her on his fingertips he knew he had to taste her.

It was divine, he was jealous of every man who had ever touched her and secretly enjoyed their demise.

No one was worthy of her, not even him but he would enjoy it as long as he could. He grabbed her waist helping her rock into each thrust, he didn't know if she was cursing or saying his name and he could care less. He swirled his tongue around inside of her and felt her trying to push away, and held her closer feeling her body tighten around his tongue in the best way.

He was scared that she would snap it off, then he felt the rush of sweet fluids. She rocked against his face as her orgasm seized her suddenly, she tried to push away but he held her tighter forcing her to cum on his face and in his mouth.

His tongue was still wiggling inside her.

"Huck..." She jerked and pushed away from, it was too much and she needed to rest. She moved backwards and straddled his chest. Quinn leaned down softly kissing him, she could taste herself on his lips.

"Baby steps..." He said between, they lay together for a few minutes before Huck began to try to soothe the ache betweeen his legs. Tasting her had done nothing to quiet his hard cock.

He wanted to be inside her.

No, he needed to be inside her.

If he didn't get to feel her soon he thought he might become crazier than everyone thought he was. He felt her hand grip him tightly. He bucked his hips rocking into her hand.

"I need..." He opened his eyes and saw her poised just over his cock.

"I know what you need." She sank down onto him.

Condoms.

B613.

Olivia.

They all went out the window. Right now all there was them.

Fire and Ice.

Quinn moved carefully, she pressed her hands against his chest and looked down at him, he was staring down to where their bodies were joined. In the time it took her to take her next breath he had her on her back, and he sunk fully into her. Huck felt her legs wrap around waist, he held himself up above her and looked to her,

"Am I hurting you?" He asked, his voice had dropped an octave and all she could manage to do was shake her head no.

He began to move slowly.

They already explored each other's body.

She hadn't shunned him or patronized him at all.

The look in her wide eyes was a mix of acceptance and lust, and he knew his eyes mirrored her own.

He knew this moment couldn't last together but taking Quinn Perkins was a moment he would remember.

The next morning...

Olivia never thought she would have to use this key. Huck hadn't called her last night which worried her. Normally Huck would call, he would never break routine.

Her fears escalated when she walked inside and saw a broken glass of whiskey while another lay untouched.

Had the woman hurt him? Had she been a planted decoy by her father? Olivia heard giggles coming from Huck's locked bedroom and decided to investigate.

"Huck! What are you doing!?" Harrison and Abby darted into the apartment expecting to see a horror scene but instead they found Huck and Quinn very naked in his bed.

"He's doing Quinn." Harrison said while smirking. "And I thought we all got the talk about not banging Quinn."

"Apparently not the molotov mistress has just upgraded to Huck's fuck buddy."

"I want to talk to you two about why this is wrong and what the outcome will most likely be." Huck and Quinn peeled back the blanket and prepared to get out of the bed. "AFTER you get dressed."

Huck and Quinn watched as they all left the bedroom and closed the door shut.

"Next time don't be lazy." Quinn slapped his naked chest. "Call her because I told you she would freak out and come over here."

"Fine, next time I will."

"There may not be a next time since we're most likely about to get scolded like two teens caught dry humping in the church parking lot."

"Do I want to know why that isolated incident reminds you of being scolded?" he asked while grabbing her and pulling her on top of him. Quinn leaned down and kissed him softly, they both jumped when they heard the loud knocks on the door.

"Now, you two!" Olivia said angrily before they jumped apart and got dressed.

Author's Note: Sorry about the wait and the length. I tried to make it as BDSM-Ish as I could and this was the third time I re-wrote it so hopefully it's enough. Shonda Rhimes talked about how Huck and Quinn weren't the type of couple to just fall into bed happily, I could always imagine them having dinner and talking casually but I think their sex will always be a weird love-hate type of thing. Thanks for reading and reviewing.