A/N: I don't own songs or characters mentioned. I just enjoy writing about them. Warning for slight smut. Please review. Reviews and comments help with the writing process. I like to know where I can improve and what I'm doing well. Thanks to those who have commented, alerted, or favorited. It means the world to me that you take time not only to read, but also to support my stories. Also check out my new one-shot entitled Quinn's Happy Valentine's Day.
Chapter 18
Rachel did her best to focus during her rehearsal. Today she was working with her Nicky Arnstein, so she really needed to give a quality performance. The whole morning was a bit of a blur. She was riding high off of her night with Quinn, so she easily parlayed that into her scenes with her male co-star. The director was impressed and told her as much before he released her into fittings. She had more costume changes than any other character, so it was imperative that wardrobe measured her multiple times to ensure proper fitting and stitching.
The costume designer poked and prodded her for about an hour. She measured every angle and tested fabric colors against Rachel's complexion. Normally the brunette would be chatting away or committing the entire experience to memory, but instead she was replaying her night with Quinn on repeat.
She was a little shocked at her own behavior. Never during her entire, admittedly limited, sexual experiences had she reacted so wantonly and with so much passion. It was like she couldn't get enough of the blonde. Her belly tightened with the memory and anticipation for the night to come. She blushed at some of her recollections. The blonde was ridiculously talented at driving her wild and now that she knew how amazing sex with Quinn was, she wanted it as much as possible. The little diva also wanted to give Quinn an amazing date. The blonde had been so attentive and perfect and Rachel needed to reciprocate and give the blonde that same incredible experience.
It was mid-afternoon when Rachel finally found herself on the subway, headed back to her apartment. She was eager to see Quinn and continue their activities from the morning. But first, she had a date planned for Miss Fabray. She spent the entire train ride on her phone, doing research and taking notes. Once she was at her stop she quickly gathered her belongings and practically skipped home.
The sound of laughter reached her ears as her key turned the lock. She smiled happily at the sight of Quinn and Santana giggling together and launched herself at the blonde, who immediately held her close. Rachel snuggled into the warm embrace and felt contentment wash over her. She vaguely felt Santana pat her head before the Latina whisked away to pester Kurt, who was still in the shower.
Safe in Quinn's strong arms the brunette pressed a kiss to the blonde's sternum and breathed in her delicate scent. She felt Quinn's breath hitch and lifted her gaze to see glowing hazel eyes and a soft, tender smile. "Hi," Rachel whispered shyly, still getting used to seeing the affection in Quinn's eyes.
"Hi back. How did rehearsal go?" Quinn leaned down to rub her nose against Rachel's. "Did you get your costume fittings done?" The blonde began placing soft, lingering kisses on the diva's eyelids, forehead, and nose.
Rachel closed her eyes under Quinn's tender ministrations. She was momentarily struck dumb as the blonde continued to tease her by kissing near her mouth. Soft pick lips ghosted across her own and the tiny diva gasped at the sensuality of it. The brunette tried to chase Quinn's lips only to have the blonde evade her efforts. With a tiny growl Rachel gripped the back of Quinn's head and brought their lips together in a heated kiss. They kissed passionately for a few moments before the diva pulled back and tried to get herself under control. Quinn was not making it easy.
Quinn was pleasantly surprised by the tiny body snuggled in her arms. She had not intended to get so carried away, but Rachel drew her like a magnet to metal. When Rachel broke their hot and heavy kiss, she began trailing her lips over the diva's throat. She was currently suckling at a spot on the brunette's neck and unconsciously rocking her hips against narrower ones. In the back of her mind she knew that they should move off the couch and into Rachel's bedroom, but the desire clawing at her insides made rational thinking impossible. Rachel was no help either. Her breathy moans and gasps of pleasure drove Quinn to keep going.
"Ugh, you two are like rabbits! I do not want to witness the your Sapphic desires on display." Kurt's high-pitched voice sent both girls scurrying to opposite sides of the sofa and Quinn grunted in frustration. Why did everyone feel the need to interrupt them today?
Rachel was blushing profusely but she sat up primly before responding to the male diva. "Sorry, Kurt. She just makes me lose my inhibitions. I'm glad you interrupted us though because I have plans for us tonight. Come on, Quinn." The blonde was soon being dragged unceremoniously from the room by a determined diva before Kurt could comment further.
Once they entered Rachel's room, Quinn trapped her against the door and prepared to continue their make-out session. A tiny hand against her chest halted the blonde's advance and she gazed questioningly at the brunette.
Rachel's chocolate eyes met hers expectantly, "I want to take you out tonight, Quinn. Will you do me the honor of accompanying me on a date?"
Quinn grinned at the diva's formality before nodding. "I would love to, Rachel, but first.." The blonde bent her head and captured Rachel's lips, desperate to finish what they had started. At the first touch Rachel moaned her approval and walked Quinn backwards until they fell onto the bed. Immediately, Quinn flipped them so she was on top. She focused on kissing the brunette, stroking their tongues together as the kiss deepened.
Rachel was sinking into the mattress as Quinn's talented mouth moved purposefully against her own. They quickly removed their clothes and the diva groaned in appreciation as their bodies rubbed together. Hazily remembering to return the blonde's attentions, the diva moved a hand down Quinn's body and cupped her mound, massaging the blonde. Quinn went rigid and Rachel looked up into molten hazel eyes. Something in those eyes shimmered and caused her pulse to thunder in her ears and her heartbeat to quicken. She wanted to ask but before she could comment or question, Quinn grabbed her hands and held them above her head as the blonde bent to capture a nipple in her hot mouth. Rachel arched into the touch and wrapped her legs around Quinn's waist in wordless encouragement as their bodies rocked together.
Quinn played Rachel's body like a musical instrument, eliciting moans and whimpers with every press of fingers or lips. The diva hit her first peak with a strangled cry and Quinn continued to thrust into Rachel's opening and curl her fingers, pushing the brunette into a second orgasm as her first one finished. Rachel pushed her leg between the blonde's thighs and distantly felt Quinn grinding erratically as her body instinctively searched for completion. They climaxed together when Quinn gave a final thrust of her fingers and roughly ground her core against Rachel's body.
It was a few moments before the brunette could think clearly. Quinn's body was draped over her own and pressing her into the mattress, but Rachel didn't want to move. She ran her hands over soft, milky skin, reveling in the pleasure of Quinn's form against hers. She sighed happily as she stroked silky blonde hair and whispered softly, "We should get ready for our date. I'm going to take a shower and get ready, then it's your turn while I finalize the arrangements." With a sweet, satisfied smile, she climbed from the bed and headed to the shower.
Quinn laid on the bed quietly, trying to calm her rapidly beating heart. She still ached for Rachel even after experiencing their mind-blowing and passionate encounter. It was difficult relinquishing control in the bedroom. Even after everything she was holding a piece of herself back, not wanting to get heartbroken by the little diva who had stolen her heart at fifteen. She had never opened up easily, but she was trying. Rachel was the only person who had never let her down, even when she deserved it. The little diva had always chased Quinn and pestered her into being a better person. Quinn vowed to herself that she would try harder to trust that Rachel would never hurt her.
As the blonde shook her head to clear the oppressive thoughts that invaded her mind, she overheard Rachel's clear voice ringing out as she sang unabashedly. Quinn smiled as she caught the lyrics of Katy Perry's Hummingbird Heartbeat. The words flowed over her, washing away some of her fears. When the little songbird emerged from the shower in a cloud of billowing steam Quinn sashayed past the brunette, smirking at the Rachel's lustful expression.
The water pounded her shoulders and back, soothing some of the aches and pains. She quickly washed her hair and scrubbed her body, while just enjoying the heat of the water. After exiting the shower and toweling off, Quinn dried her hair and set about getting ready for her date with Rachel. She knew it was a casual affair, so she pulled on skinny jeans and a jewel-toned green top. She paired the ensemble with a gray cardigan and black flats and added a cream colored scarf. Her makeup was light and she straightened her hair before touching up her lips with tinted gloss. After a quick glance in the mirror she headed for the living room to meet up with her date.
Rachel was nervously pacing in front of the sofa. When the little diva's gaze landed on Quinn her mouth fell open in appreciation of the blonde's appearance. Quinn's own eyes traveled appreciatively over the little diva's outfit. The brunette was wearing a soft flowing red dress with a white sweater and red flats. Her hair fell down her back in a waterfall of dark chocolate. She looked young and innocent, but impossibly sexy and all Quinn wanted to do was lap her up like cream. Their eyes met and Rachel smiled and handed her a bouquet of yellow and red striped tulips in a red crystal vase. The diva offered her arm and murmured huskily, "Shall we?"
Quinn brushed her lips over Rachel's before replying softly, "Absolutely."
A/N2: My muse has been busy this week. I wrote three chapters in a day, but I still have to finish editing. The story has taken an interesting turn that I did not anticipate when I started. Keep reading!