Author's Note: This note was based around teasing with some type of food.

Bad habits were hard to break and Huck knew exactly where Quinn's candy habit came from. Charlie was notoriously known throughout B613 for having some type of sweet in his mouth, Huck used to joke that the sugar would kill him long before anyone else could. It seemed that Quinn picked up that awful habit, he tried to ignore the smell of cotton candy lollipops on her breath. It was harder to ignore when her lips were wrapped around one, he watched as her tongue swirled around easily.

"Did you hear me, Huck?" Quinn asked, he looked up from his lust filled daze. What had she said, how long had he been distracted?

"Uh… no.. What did you say?"

"Why do you keep looking at my mouth? Is there something on my face?" Quinn asked, she leaned against his desk staring down at him, she allowed the sucker to slide easily between her lips. She held the stem between her finger, he watched as her tongue snaked out and gave the sucker a few quick licks. Huck's eyes darted from her lips to her eyes before he turned back to the code peppered across his scream.

"Those things are going to rot out your back teeth."

"As if I have back teeth anymore." Huck paused before reconstructing the code. He heard her leave and sighed, the smell of cotton candy was still thick in the air and he hated it. Huck hated her, no that was a lie, he loved her but he hated how she made him feel. He hated the way she sucked on that candy, and the delicious smell that made him want to taste Quinn Perkins again.

The next day Olivia forced them to go and check on a client. He could smell her sucker, this time it was watermelon. He did his best to stare out the window while she was driving, but he had a feeling she knew what was going on.

"Something wrong?" Quinn asked.

"No."

"You're really quiet."

"I'm always quiet, Quinn."

"Not true." Quinn said while turning into the garage and heading to her parking space. He remained silent as they walked towards the elevator. "What's wrong, Hank?" Quinn smiled at the tall black man fixing the elevator.

"It's broken, probably a loose coil. Still… you would hate to try to go down and plummet to your death, right?" Hank said before flashing a toothy smile. "Sorry, you guys gotta take the steps." Huck watched as she slid the sucker between her lips devastatingly slow and flashed a smile before walking over towards the doors that led to the steps. As soon as they stepped inside Quinn blocked the path to the steps.

"Stop looking at me like that."

"Like what?" Huck asked, he stared at her hollowed cheeks as she sucked on the candy before meeting her impish glare.

"Like that. People are starting to talk, and by people I mean Olivia." Quinn stepped away from the stairs and walked towards him, he held out his hands to push her away but when his hands landed on her shoulders he struggled to push her away and pulled her closer. The soft flesh under her shirt yielded under his strength, the remains of the sucker fell from her lips and onto the cement floor. "Olivia made it clear…"

"What happened had nothing to with Olivia, it had everything to do with you and me." He grabbed her and pulled her closer.

"And that's why you keep looking at my mouth?"

"I keep looking at your mouth because you never shut up."

"That's a lie."

"No it's not," Quinn placed her hand on his chest to gain leverage but all he could feel was her hands against his body and smell the sweet watermelon candy on her lips, she was close enough to kiss, to taste. "You talk too much…" He said while leaning forward and kissing her, she kissed back and he could taste the watermelon in her mouth. Quinn moved her hand down his chest, her hands stopped at his belt buckle and that's when she felt him push her away. "Quinn…"

"You want it, and I need it." Quinn walked back towards him, he grabbed her pushing her back against the door and attacked her with kisses. Yes, once again Quinn was right. He did need this, she began to unbutton her pants while he yanked down his own. She had been teasing him for weeks with the innocent act of nibbling on candy in front of him, maybe if he's inside of her again he can push this obsession with her aside. Maybe if he's inside of her she won't need him so much, he yanks her jeans down to her knees. It's not how he wants it but it's enough.

She's warm and wet as he slides inside of her, he covers her mouth with one hand as he places the other one on her hip and moves in and out of her. She's clenching and moaning into his hand, he can't chance the maintenance man hearing them and in the same breath he doesn't care. She pushes back against him, he feels her teeth sink down into the middle of his palm and the pain should bother him but it doesn't, it adds fuel to the fire. He moves faster, slamming into her and finally releasing her when the pain became too much.

"Did I hurt you?"

"No."

"Too bad." She said and he wound her hair around his fist and pulled back yanking against her, she hadn't cried out in pain no matter how rough he was. His strokes had become jerky and she knew he was close as he called out her name, yanking on her hair tighter than he ever had. When he opened his eyes he isn't looking at her but a spot on the floor where the sucker had landed. He groans feeling himself harden slightly before pulling out of her.

"Please stop eating those."

"I'll think about it."