Ch6 Starry Eyed- Ellie Goulding
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The room was hot. And she wasn't just talking about the body heat extending from the loads and loads of people in this club. She was talking about the sexy blonde singer at the bar. That said singer, who was eyeing her intently. Rachel licked her lips before taking a sip from her drink, casting her gaze back to her new friends. There was something about this scene, the darkly lit room, the alcohol, and the music that was turning her on. Maybe she was still on her high from singing earlier. Either way, she was looking at Quinn and she was looking at her. The cat and mouse game.
The cheerleader glanced back over once again. Hazel eyes were still on her with unwavering focus. Again, Rachel averted her eyes and swallowed deeply. Yeah, it was fucking hot in here. She was literally burning up with sweat as she removed her jacket and slung it across the back of their booth. Quinn sauntered back over to the group with a large tray of shots.
Rachel immediately grabbed one and downed it. Quinn sat beside her. The cheerleader didn't dare look her way. She could feel Quinn's gaze on her and it was starting to make her heart race. The music started changing, a heavier beat was blasting through the club. Puck spoke louder toward the booth so that everyone could hear him. Brittany laughed because no matter how loud the boy got they still couldn't understand him. Blaine shook his head and reached over for a few shots.
There was a swift movement beside Rachel that caused her movements to freeze. The blonde had intentionally brushed her arm against hers. Warm heat lit up her cheeks as her brown eyes dropped down to the table, focusing on an invisible spot. In reality this was just a cover because out of the corner of her eye she was watching the blonde. The girl clearly had a smirk on her face as her lips wrapped around her beer bottle. It's too hot in here. A second later Rachel stood to her feet. All eyes were on her with questionable looks.
"I'm gonna go dance." Rachel spewed out, her face splattered with red patches.
"OHH! ME TOO!" Brittany announced as she hobbled over Puck.
From her spot, Rachel could see the blonde's smirk growing wider. Fuck that bitch! I'm not giving her the satisfaction. Once Brittany successfully escaped from the booth the brunette wove her arm with the taller blonde. Together they walked off into the crowd. Hazel eyes followed suit, a large smile hit her face as she tipped the rest of her bottle back. After clearing her throat she wordlessly stood back up and headed back to the bar. Her eyes never wavered from the small brunette once she ordered her drink.
The alcohol was flowing through her system as she moved her hips to the music. Dark hair fell across her face once she whirled around to face the taller blonde. Piercing blue eyes lit up with excitement. Rachel smiled widely as Brittany grabbed her arm and spun her around. The shorter girl squealed with laughter, clinging to the girl for dear life. Once the spinning stopped they both laughed wildly. Rachel ran her hands through her hair tussling it in the process. A certain kind of freedom was running through her veins. She could feel the seams of her tightly bound sense of control coming undone. With each sway of her hips and a fling of her arms, the farther away she vanished from her world. No school, no teachers, no parents, no boyfriends, no expectation and most importantly no pressure. A large smile drifted across her face as those intoxicating thoughts filtered through her mind. It made her delirious. An overwhelming feeling washed over her. She could do anything she wanted to. Rachel spun around, her hair dancing wildly around her shoulders. Anything…..
From across the room Quinn was leaning up against the bar, eyes completely drawn to the exhilarating brunette on the dance floor. She couldn't look away. Hell, she hasn't been able to keep her eyes off the girl the entire night. This girl was different than most of the usual people she encounters. There was something about her that spoke to the blonde. From the moment they met something had stirred within her. And she liked it. She liked it a lot which was a bit scary and quite thrilling at the same time. Quinn pulled her gaze away from the girl. She didn't want to think about this too much because of the implication it might bring.
Puck watched with amusement at the way the blonde was eyeing the smaller girl. He took a sip from his beer and stretched his legs out further under the booth. Quinn was hesitating. He could see it. She liked Rachel and Rachel liked her. So what was the hold up? The boy waited for another 15 minutes to see if the blonde was going to make a move. When it became evident that she wasn't going to move he let out a heavy sigh.
"Swear, she can't do anything without me." He muttered under his breath as he stood up from his spot.
The Mohawk boy made his way to the blonde. The girl was huddled over her drink, contemplating something that was running through her mind.
"You look like you're in heat." Puck whispered in her ear.
"Shut the fuck up." Quinn threw back as she focused her gaze on him.
"Mmmmm Hmmmm, so you gonna fuck her or what?" he asked.
Quinn's eyes narrowed at his vulgarity. The boy smiled back nodding his head with a knowing smile. "You totally are." He chuckled.
"I can't do that. We're not even in the same league." Quinn spoke out with a silent muster.
Puck raised a brow. "You're joking right? You do realize you're like in a league of your own. And you both are totally fucking hot."
The blonde shook her head and slammed a fist against the countertop. "So what happens after? Huh? We're gonna rush off, go to Canada, get married, adopt a few kids?"Quinn snorts.
"Quinn, you're never going to see this chick again after tonight. It's that simple. You just got out of a relationship. You're not looking for anything serious. And by the looks of it, she's really into you. Tonight is all about having fun, ya know, trying new things! So if I were you, I'd be all up on that ass right now. Because if I had about 10 minutes with her I'd be-"
A pale hand rose to stop him from finishing the rest. Hazel eyes darted back to the dance floor. Puck was right. Tonight isn't about the future. It isn't about thinking or consequences. It's about feeling. It's about this moment. And tonight she was going to milk this night for all its worth. Quinn pulled her gaze away from the girl to the boy next to her. She gave him a heartwarming smile that made him blush. She doesn't need to say it, but he knows what she means when she rubs his arm. Without another word she left him and made her way to the dance floor.
Rachel's frame came into view the closer Quinn got. Dozens of bodies brushed against her as the music pounded through her chest. Brittany appeared suddenly with an all too knowing smile. Sweat was running down her bright red face. Silently they communicated. With a wink of her eye Brittany swiftly moved away from the scene and disappeared through the mass of dancing forms. Quinn's gaze drifted back to Rachel. The girl still didn't notice her appearance. With a shaky breath and a racing heart she slowly approached.
Dark hazy hazels took in the smaller girl. Rachel's jacket was long gone. In place was a grey loose sweater that was dangling off one tan shoulder. You could see the black straps of her tank top underneath. Those heavy eyes traveled down the girl's body admiring the way her dark skinny jeans hugged her ass.
Rachel could feel a body moving closer to her. She looks behind. Her face quickly falls into freak out mode. Quinn. She turns back around. Immediately the girl's heart starts pounding. Maybe she will go away? Those thoughts were lost once her back made actual contact with a body. Rachel froze. Quinn's body was touching her. Everything slowed. Rachel was out of breath.
Quinn breathed out a shaky breath as she placed her clammy hands onto Rachel's waist. She could feel the girl's body stiffen. With a bite of her lip she slowly brought the smaller girl in closer until dark hair was hitting her face. Quinn could feel the girl's ass pressed firmly against her front. Thank god, I don't have a dick cause right now I'd be soooo gone.
Seconds flew by. No one moved. They were frozen in time. Uneven breath circulated between the two. Who would break first? Quinn closed her eyes. Her body was quivering with uncertainty. Her hands were heating up. She didn't dare move. The next part would have to come from the brunette.
Suddenly Rachel started moving her hips. The hands around her waist tighten as the girl behind her also started moving. Their movements were slow and cautious. This was dangerous territory and Rachel knew it. But that didn't stop her body from reacting to the situation. Her lower stomach started churning with desire. An indescribable ache was throbbing through her core. She could feel the wetness of her panties. It didn't help the fact that her ass was being grinded by Quinn. Quinn grinding me…. Quinn's warm breath splashed across her neck. Rachel groaned internally and pressed further into the other girl.
The blonde swallowed a throaty moan as Rachel's ass hit just the right spot. Fuck…
Rachel closed her eyes and let her head fall against the blonde's shoulder. Their bodies were getting into a rhythm, molding as one. The air that swirled around them grew dense, heavy with want. Quinn's hands move toward Rachel's stomach. Underneath her touch she could feel the muscles tighten deliciously.
The music changes to something a little more upbeat. Rachel's hips take off on a mind of their own. Quinn was trying to keep up but her mind wasn't in it. Pale fingers traveled down the length of the brunette's sweater. Without warning she dipped her hands underneath the sweater and tank top. Fingertips came into contact with soft flesh. Rachel let out a soft mew as those hands started tracing small circles on her lower stomach.
Quinn pressed her forehead against the side of the cheerleader's head. Rachel was panting and shaking all over. The blonde could feel her. Again those hands slowly rose up the girl's stomach, leaving a trail of fire on her skin. Rachel's eyes popped open. She grabbed Quinn's hands from underneath her sweater and pulled them out. The blonde froze with fear. Had she gone too far? A second later she got her answer as the brunette peeled away from her and took off without saying a word.
"Fuck!" Quinn muttered as she quickly took off after the other girl.
The water wasn't helping at all. Brown eyes looked up in the mirror, her face dripping with water. What are you doing? What the HELL are you doing? Rachel huffed out a long sigh of annoyance. You weren't going to stop her were you? – Of course not you little slut… The brunette shook her head and splashed more water on her face. This is what happens when you go for an extended period of time without having SEX. Shit like this happens. You meet a totally hot, sexy, and mysterious stranger whom you are obviously attracted to. The drinks starts happening. Then, the crazy sexual eye contact starts which turns into eye fucking. And then before you know it, you're fucking in a room behind the bar.
Rachel closed her eyes and slammed her fists against the counter. Shut up! SHUT UP! I'm NOT FUCKING ANYBODY OR ANYTHING TONIGHT! SO FUCK OFF! When the cheerleader opened her eyes there was a figure in her mirror.
Her heart was racing like never before. Every inch of her body was wired. Her stomach rattled like an aluminum can in the wind. Hazel met her with a dark and heavy look. Not even a second passed before Rachel shoved the blonde into an empty stall. Lips crashed together fiercely.
Was this the beginning of the end?
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