"We really need to stop" Quinn pants as Noah buries his tongue in space between her thighs.
He looks up with a smirk. "That's what you said yesterday." He makes long trails with his lips nipping, sending love bites everywhere. "And the day before that..."
Quinn whimpers in pleasure.
"And the day before that" Noah stops to smile at her. "It's a shame you won't let me finish...you're so close Ms. Quinn."
Noah's teeth graze on her outer lips and Quinn gives a breathless laugh surrendering; pushing his head back down to her swollen clit. His expert tongue swirls around the mound of throbbing flesh, causing her to gasp as his hot mouth closes around the bud. Noah pulls back still smiling, just watching the pleasure leave her face.
"Stop teasin' me" Quinn begs. "You won't like it when I return the favor."
"Is that a promise or a threat, Ms. Quinn" he laughs.
Quinn pulls his head down forcing his mouth back to her need. "You'll find out soon enough."
Noah's overworked hands spread Quinn a part before slowly pumping himself into her. She whines a little as he enters in fully; his arms wrap under her cradling her under him. Movements become faster as noises get louder...
"Quinn!"
Master Fabray enters through the alley-doors of the barn looking for his daughter only to see it completely empty except for the livestock. Noah and Quinn are unseen in the rafters among the mountains of golden hay. Noah stops cold but Quinn continues the rhythms that will carry her over the edge. Her arms wrap around his neck and pull him closer and her eyes remain closed trying to entice Noah to move. Noah's a little afraid too; he knows if they're discovered he in the very least has lost his job. Quinn senses his unresponsiveness and her eyes spring open in lust and fury.
"Keep going" She growls low against his face. "Harder!"
"Quinn!" Mr. Fabray calls again. "Where could that girl be?!"
"Now" Quinn pleads feeling the moment slipping away. She refuses continuing to rock against his body...
"Quinn!"
"Noah" she whispers seductively, using her teeth to nibble on his ear; she knows how crazy that drives him...
"But your Pa" Noah says growing weak.
Quinn kisses him full on the mouth entrapping his tongue with hers. Noah can't even think straight; especially with the prettiest girl in the state bouncing erotically on his member. He rolls her around so instead of letting her sit against him, he's on top. He was careful before but now his thrusts are becoming harder and more frequent. Her moans are long and drawn out. That's Noah's favorite part; watching Quinn's usually stiff and reserved persona melt away with each intensified orgasm he brings her. The way she loses all inhibitions totally enwrapped in the beauty of their passion. How her mouth opens wide at the entrance of his girth, impressed with his size and how each withdrawal from her soaked center causes her pain only to be met again with the sudden surprise of his re-entrance. The way her face frowns in pure ecstasy is more than a turn on for Noah Puckerman...it brings him more than sheer pleasure...it's indescribable.
"Almost" she cries out, and Noah's hand covers her mouth to muffle the sound. He obliges by moving faster and she bites her bottom lip hard. "Almost" she gasps. "Almost"
Noah lets out a groan allowing his seed to fill her fertile womb. He collapses on top of her resting his head in between her collarbone. He pulls out and rolls off to lay beside her; she touches herself trying to continue her orgasm. Her fingers are moist and she smears them across his chest slowly working her hands down towards his lifeless member.
"Quinn" Noah groans tired.
"What?" Quinn says innocently. "I'm not done with you yet" she smirks leaning to him to kiss his chest and stomach, and then his thigh, and then his tip.
"Careful" he warns...his head is extremely sensitive.
"You'll pay for teasin' me" Quinn laughs against his skin.
She smiles even bigger before allowing her teeth to tug and pull on his ball-sac; as if beckoning his member to come out and play. Her perfect lips swallow each one; alternating pressure cause Noah to cry out in pleasure. He groans a little louder the harder she sucks erecting his lifeless member to rise. Her tongue swirls around the tip before rapidly engulfing the long flesh causing Noah to moan. His hands tug her hair guiding her on how to touch and suck him, and before he can even control it himself he's released himself. Quinn pulls back satisfied laying beside him with a smile...
Meanwhile...
"Sam, we're gonna get in trouble" Mercedes hisses as Sam takes her to a different part of the plantation.
"Who's name is on the farm?" Sam challenges. "Besides, we're safe on the plantation...no one's gonna see us."
Mercedes is anxious the entire time she's following closely. Her hand flexes around his tightly as he guides her through the brush of the fields. The end up in this open plain where Sam has setup for them earlier. A checkerboard blanket and a small bouquet of flowers lie on top of the basket as Sam guides Mercedes to sit next to him.
"What's all this for?" Mercedes asks amazed. "This can't be all for me-"
"But it is" Sam says cutting her off. "I did this just for you."
"It's too much" Mercedes says totally flattered. "Thank you."
"I only wish it could be more" Sam pouts.
Sam has offered Mercedes gifts upon, gifts, upon gifts. Perfumes and newest fashions from Europe along with different delicacies from other countries, but Mercedes has refused them all...she wants nothing. Nothing that could bring extra attention to herself or their relationship. Her worst fear is someone discovering them...which brings a new yet heightened awareness and excitement.
"I appreciate the thought" Mercedes says kissing his cheek. "The thought is the sweetest part of the whole thing...no one's ever done nothin' like this for just me."
"Well get used to it...because I'm gonna start" Sam smiles preparing to open the basket.
Mercedes looks at him skeptically checking the contents of the basket. "So this is why you didn't each much at dinner?"
"I wanted to eat dinner with you" Sam answers taking out half of a chicken.
"You always eat dinner with me-"
"Wrong" Sam cuts her off. "I wanted a dinner with you, where you're not serving me."
"It's what I'm supposed to do" Mercedes shrugs. "I'm a slave."
"So am I" Sam says unashamed. "My heart and soul are bound only to you...if that's not slavery I don't know what else is" he laughs.
Mercedes rolls her eyes fixing her plate unbelieving.
"That's really frustrating" Sam chuckles watching her.
"What?" Mercedes asks dryly.
"You're faith in me" Sam answers giving her. "Why can't you trust me when I say that I love you."
"Because" Mercedes sighs trying to think of an answer. "I-I don't know" she ends up laughing.
"Is it the way I'm saying it?" Sam laughs. "Should I be more serious?" he says changing his voice. "Should I be louder? Or shout it in front of a crowd."
Mercedes eyes spread in fear. "Sam Evans, you promise me right now you'll do no such thing!"
"What do I have to do?" Sam pleads. "How can I show you how much you mean to me?"
Mercedes squints her eyes thinking. Sam breathes out heavily and begins fixing his plate.
"How about we play a game?" Mercedes challenges.
"A game?" Sam says sounding cynical. (*UNINTENTIONAL TONGUE-TWISTER LOL*)
Mercedes nods enthusiastic with a grin. "We'll call it TRUTH...we each have to tell each other something that no one else knows."
"That's not fair" Sam whines automatically, just like when they were kids. "You know me better than anyone...there isn't much you don't know!"
Mercedes shrugs laughing. "I'll start...Sometimes before I go to sleep I think about you as hard as I can so I won't have nightmares."
Sam raises his eyebrow. "Really?"
"Yeah...it works" she smiles genuine.
"Hm" Sam says surprised. "Well...sometimes because I think about you so hard I can't fall asleep."
Mercedes frowns a laugh. "That makes no sense!"
"It does!" Sam challenges smiling too. "I think about how you've always been so crucial to my existence, and how stupid I've been to ignore you for so long."
Mercedes eyes narrow and her mouth twists skeptically.
"You see!" Sam hollers with laughter. "This game isn't helping!"
"I'm sorry!" Mercedes giggles. "It's just weird hearing you say these kinds of things, especially to me! I never expected you to be this sweet."
"Sweet?" Sam scoffs. "As compared to what, Heck?"
Mercedes eyes spread even wider as she's giggling uncontrollably. Sam can't even stay upset, her laughter is too infectious. He snuggles closer to her and she does the same to him allowing his arm to rest on her side.
"He really bothers you doesn't he" Mercedes grins.
"Yeah and you like that too" Sam says bopping her nose.
"I do" she admits quick and honest causing Sam's eyes to spread. "It's fun for me. Watching you be all-"
"Be all what?" Sam asks. "Jealous? Protective? Worried? And jealous!"
Mercedes laughs even harder watching Sam's face wrinkle in annoyance. "I'm sorry" she says trying to control herself.
"You are not" Sam smiles holding her even closer. "I just don't want you re-thinking this...and by this" he says grabbing her tighter. "I mean us..."
"Heck is a nice guy" Mercedes begins and Sam lets her go rolling on his side. Mercedes smiles bigger cuddling up to his back. "But he's not you...and I don't mean your status Sam...I mean your character."
Sam frowns debating whether or not to kiss her or let her boost his wounded ego. Mercedes continues giving him no option...
"When you look at me" Mercedes says touching her face to his cheek. "I feel like someone sets me on fire, and I'm on a blaze that everyone can see. The fact that I can be this close to you and not loose my mind is a miracle, because you send my heart racing from my feet to the top of my head without even trying."
Sam smiles listening.
"Your touch sends my body in spasms, and most of the time I'm trying to control myself while you're trying to get me to react! So forgive me for being careful, and not getting caught up in ever honey-sweet phrase you whisper...it's the only way to keep myself grounded."
"Grounded?" Sam says turning to face her. He brushes her cheek. "What are you saying?"
"I'm saying that I'm yours in every sense of the word" she laughs. "But it doesn't make sense for it to mean the same to you"
"Why not?"
"Because you have a choice, and you pick me" She shrugs.
Sam finally understands what she's been saying all along...she's still waiting for the other shoe to fall. She can't accept that he's really in love with her, and that she is the one he wants...that he's found what he's been searching for forever and that it's been with him the entire time and he's just now realizing it. Sam now knows that Mercedes is waiting for him to end all of this, and to go back to the way they were before...nothing more than friends...
This is the first time Sam has gotten truly upset with Mercedes. Is this her opinion of him? That he'll go from girl to girl, satisfying his need for human flesh, no matter how long it takes, before tossing aside the used girl.
Sam sits up gently removing Mercedes from his hold. "So that's what's wrong?"
Mercedes frowns. "What? Sam?"
"Master Sam" he growls unkind. "That's all you still see me as? Not a man who thinks of you as the most important thing in his life! Not someone who hates the fact that he can't be open about his love for you...but that we have to hide in darkness and like shadows? Only to be accepted in the safe eyes of God?"
"Sam I-"
"I need you to know that my feelings for you will never change" Sam promises stern. "No matter how much time passes or whoever I share my name with-"
"Sam-"
"No! Listen!" He shouts. "I love you! You are fundamental to my existence...I...am...yours."
Mercedes sits still allowing the words to penetrate her soul. She feels his sincerity and while most of her wants to believe him...the seed of doubt planted in her mind refuses to be uprooted easily. This time when she initiates the kiss, Sam turns his head away. He wants her to never forget his words; not to forget them so easily in a quick kiss. She reaches for his face and pulls him close burying her brown hands into his soft hair. She cranes her neck until their lips touch. Mercedes pulls back when she feels him still unresponsive.
"How long are you going to be mad?" She glares before kissing under his chin.
"Forever" Sam says still in a mood.
"Forever" Mercedes whines. "That's a long time" she kisses his cheek again.
"That's the point" Sam answers stubborn.
"I can think of better ways" she says kissing him again. "To spend a forever with you."
Sam's the one looking at her skeptically now and she laughs before peppering his face with many kisses.
"Just give in" Mercedes laughs, kissing him still.
His arms mechanically wrap around her body. "You first"
"No" She says kissing him again. "I'm winning."
He chuckles low. "Are not"
"Are too" she smiles victorious.
"Are not" Sam smirks determined.
"Are too" Mercedes grins.
"Are no-" Sam begins but shuts him up by entrapping his lips with her own.
A/N: okay...someone asked for a little smut so hopefully that wasn't too much or too little...sex scenes are very difficult for me to write but Quinn/Puckerman just seemed to flow out lol must have been my Puckerman feels just frolicking about...which is weird because i originally was going to put him as a backup ship (PUCKCEDES...cause i thought that pairing had a lot of potential as well) but in this story Puckerman is gonna have it a little rough...and i'm already saying to much...uh...this fluff was semi-fluffy? lol idk what other fluff i can add...i think i can pull one more out of thin air but after that (unless i get some ideas) the action needs to start...because it's sooooooooooo JUICY in my head...like i was impressed with myself lol
THANK YOU FOR READING AS ALWAYS...and your reviews are awesome and so supportive! leave me one let me know what you think? much love...pce!