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Smut Warning!
Chapter 2 – The First Night
A few months before the Grammy Awards, when it was announced which hotel was hosting the award show's after-party, Tina had strictly told the band members to each book a hotel room there. That way, if they got too drunk, she didn't have to worry about them trying to get back to their houses safely.
As soon as Rachel and Quinn exited the hotel ballroom hand in hand, the singer pulled the sexy blonde straight to the elevator and pressed the button for the 12th floor.
Quinn watched wide eyed as the singer pulled her into the elevator. What was she doing? She didn't do things like this? She was a boring nerd who spent her days at her job at the art gallery and her nights reading about art or reading her Jane Austen books. And why in the world would Rachel freaking Berry, now a Grammy Award winning rock star, want to have sex with her? She was completely baffled by the whole situation.
Rachel could sense the nerves rolling off Quinn's body. She turned to face the blonde, gently cupping her cheek with her hand. "Hey. We don't have to have sex, okay?" Rachel reassured her, "I just wanted a chance to get to know you better and the party was too loud. Not to mention all the ass-kissing that was going on in the room was sickening."
Quinn relaxed and laughed, grateful the singer wasn't planning on ripping her clothes off as soon as they got to the room. "You noticed that too?"
Rachel smiled. "Yeah. It's one part of this business that I hate. Good thing our manager and publicist take care of most of that shit. I just like being able to concentrate on my music."
Quinn smiled, her face blushing. "I would like to get to know you too, Rachel." Why did she just say that? She had no business being here with Rachel Berry. But something in her said that this was right, and she chose to listen to that feeling and ignore her common sense.
For the next three hours, the two women talked and laughed and took full advantage of the free liquor in the hotel suite's mini fridge. Rachel had ordered up some appetizers from room service and they sat together on the couch eating and drinking. They found out they had a lot in common and began to feel more comfortable with each other. The booze also helped out a bit to loosen them up.
Rachel told Quinn about some of the crazy things that had happened to the band while they were on tour. Mostly about the crazy fans who always wanted in Rachel's pants, the several incompetent hotel and venue staffs they encountered, partying everywhere imaginable… and the booze.
Quinn told a few stories about her years at Yale, her interest in art and history, her desire to one day create her own artwork and travel around the world.
After more drinks than the women could remember having, they found themselves kissing on the bed, Rachel hovering over Quinn as her hands roamed freely. The kiss was deep, tongues exploring each other's mouths for the first time. Rachel's tank top and bra, plus Quinn's dress, had already been discarded on the floor somewhere.
Rachel had to adjust her hips slightly as her erection grew harder and pushed against Quinn's thigh.
Feeling the unexpected pressure, Quinn pulled away from Rachel's lips. "Uh… Rach?"
"Yeah, babe?" Rachel murmured as she kissed down Quinn's neck and trailed her hand down, feeling the blonde's toned abs.
Unconsciously Quinn's hips began to buck, finding any type of friction available. "Uh… oh that feels so good!… What's in your… your pants?" she managed to get out as Rachel's fingers slipped under her bra and softly traced her hardening nipple.
Rachel looked into Quinn's eyes with a smirk. "Why don't you go and find out?" she teased, the alcohol clearly having an effect.
Curiosity was always one of Quinn's biggest weaknesses. She had to know everything about everything. So she flipped them over and straddled Rachel's thighs. She licked her lips as her eyes zeroed in on the bulge straining in Rachel's tight leather pants. She reached down and slowly undid the button and zipper, then pulled Rachel's pants down her hips and completely off. Quinn could feel her own panties getting soaked. Rachel was lying before her in only a pair of tight black boxers with small white music notes all over them, and she looked sexy as hell. Quinn leaned down so she was right above Rachel's pelvis. She licked her lips again and slowly pulled the boxers down. Rachel's 8-inch cock sprung out and stood at attention.
Now, Quinn had known for practically her entire life that she was gay. She never had any desire to even give a boy a second glance, but as soon as she saw that large penis on the singer, she almost came on the spot. Rachel's lady cock was beautiful.
"Oh shit," she breathed out, unable to take her eyes away.
Rachel watched the blonde hover over her member. She had always been proud of her penis and gave Noah crap because her length and girth were bigger than his. Needless to say, the boy doesn't like to talk about it.
The singer's eyes popped opened and her breath caught in her throat when she felt warmth and wetness enveloping her cock. She looked down and saw Quinn taking her whole length into her mouth. "Oh hell!" she exclaimed, threading her fingers in long blonde hair. "That feels so good, babe. Keep going… keep going."
Quinn was surprised that she was actually enjoying giving Rachel a blow job. She had heard from some of her girl friends that they hated going down on their boyfriends because the taste was too salty and not very pleasant. But Quinn had to disagree; at least with Rachel. Rachel did taste a little salty, but mostly she tasted sweet. Quinn had given plenty of oral sex to women, and Rachel tasted just as sweet as any of them, actually… she tasted better.
Quinn held the base of Rachel's member as she licked it up and down like an ice cream cone and enveloped the throbbing appendage in her mouth.
Rachel was so close to going over. She needed just a little more. Being as careful as she could, because she didn't want to ram her cock down Quinn's throat, she gently began thrusting her hips upward and moving perfectly with the blonde's rhythm.
"Oh shit!" Rachel exclaimed, her eyes squeezing shut. "I'm coming, Quinn!… Move! Move!"
But the blonde didn't care at the moment, she wanted to have all of Rachel. So as the brunette fell over the edge, Quinn happily swallowed every last drop.
Prying her fingers off Quinn's head, Rachel was in complete ecstasy. She laid panting, unable to say anything but, "Holy shit… Holy shit. That was incredible."
Quinn crawled up Rachel's body with a proud smile shining on her face. She looked down into blown brown eyes and couldn't help but attack those luscious lips. Rachel moaned, her fingers tangling in Quinn's hair again as she deepened the kiss.
After several minutes, Quinn pulled back and climbed off the bed. Rachel sat up quickly, whimpering at the loss of her new lover.
Quinn smiled seductively down at the singer. "I just need to get rid of some of these… clothes," she explained, her voice husky as she started in on a strip tease.
Rachel grinned, she was definitely enjoying the show. She moved to sit at the end of the bed, watching the gorgeous blonde slowly remove her lacy red panties and matching bra. The only thing left on her body was a gorgeous gold necklace. Quinn slowly moved toward Rachel, her hips swinging side to side seductively as she watched the brunette swallow hard, her eyes unable to leave the tempting body.
"I want you so much," Rachel murmured, licking her lips as she stared at glorious twin mounds with perky pink nipples and a smooth bare sex; she loved when girls were bare.
"Oh really?" Quinn purred as she stopped just in front of the fidgeting brunette. "So what are you going to do about it?"
Grabbing Quinn by the waist, Rachel pulled her to stand in between her legs and immediately crushed their lips together. She ran her hands up the blonde's back, nails scratching softly as Quinn moaned into her mouth. Her fingers grazed her neck and then she grabbed a fistful of golden locks and pulled.
Quinn eagerly responded as she straddled Rachel's waist and press her center against the hardening member below her, grinding as their kisses became more desperate. Quinn pulled back, panting slightly and looked at Rachel with deep, mesmerizing green eyes.
"I want you inside of me, Rachel. Please… I'm dying here," she whimpered. She felt so close to Rachel – both physically and emotionally. It was so intense and Quinn felt like she just couldn't get enough of the brunette.
Knowing that Quinn wanted her, that she needed her, was driving Rachel absolutely crazy. She lightly brushed her fingers over the shiny gold necklace around Quinn's neck. It was three interwoven gold hearts, and it was gorgeous. Her hand then trailed down Quinn's back, around her waist, and between their bodies. As Rachel's fingers reached Quinn's core, she couldn't help but moan when she encountered the heat and wetness she found there. She couldn't wait any longer and roughly pushed two fingers inside Quinn.
Quinn cried out as the all-consuming sensations flooded her body. Her legs tightened around Rachel's waist, bringing their bodies closer together.
Rachel groaned as Quinn bit into her shoulder.
"More…" Quinn whimpered. "Don't stop. Please."
A shudder ran through Rachel's body when she heard the goddess begging for more. To hell with inhibition and savory, she wanted Quinn too much, and she had to have her.
Rachel flipped them over, pushing Quinn onto her back and laying on top of her. She lined herself up to Quinn's entrance and sheathed her lady cock deep inside the blonde in one fast thrust, all the way to the base. Rachel almost lost her mind at the tightness of Quinn's wet walls, and then again when she heard Quinn scream out in pleasure. She began to pound in and out of her lover relentlessly, kissing and sucking her tender neck. She pressed her entire body along the length of Quinn's naked flesh, linking their hands together. It was impossible to tell where one body ended and the other began.
Rachel showered Quinn's upper body with kisses, bites and several hickeys to mark her. She sucked on her sweet nipples and bit the column of her neck. Rachel was desperate and wanted to touch every inch of the pale skin under her.
Quinn was lost in her own delirium and was pulling at long dark hair, grinding her hips harder and in rhythm with Rachel's thrusts. She was raking her nails up and down Rachel's back, moaning her name over and over. It was pure euphoria!
Rachel loved that the blonde was so vocal and aggressive in bed, it helped to push Rachel closer to the edge. Even though Quinn had already given her an amazing orgasm, Rachel was going crazy with need. But another orgasm was quickly building as their bodies moved together in perfect rhythm.
"I want you to cum with me," Quinn moaned into Rachel's ear.
"Y-Yeessss!" Rachel exclaimed loudly as she pushed harder and faster. She moved one of her hands down toward Quinn's center and rubbed tight circles directly on the sensitive nub.
"Rachel!" Quinn screamed as the additional sensations flooded through her body.
Both women were lost in a storm of ecstasy at that point. Words were unintelligible and husky. Their breathing was ragged, and moans and whimpers grew louder and louder. Rachel felt Quinn's walls tightening around her pulsing member. She didn't know which of them was shaking more, but she knew they were about to fall into the high of ecstasy together.
"Baby, I'm so close," Rachel moaned, nipping Quinn's neck.
"Then cum with me, Rach," she whispered.
Rachel pushed up onto her hands to get a different angle. She pounded and hit that sweet spot inside Quinn with each thrust. Quinn felt her body tighten and clamp down hard before she screamed Rachel's name, finally snapping, soaring up in the clouds of pure bliss.
Rachel's body reacted to Quinn's orgasm with one of its own and the singer cried out Quinn's name as she buried her face in her neck, still pumping in and out frantically.
"Don't stop," Quinn pleaded and Rachel knew the blonde was close to having another orgasm.
She pressed her thumb against Quinn's clit again and started rubbing furiously as Quinn's body shook, panting her name – plus a few colorful words along with it.
"Oh oh… holy shit!" Quinn whimpered as she came again, her body shaking under Rachel's, her lips parted, eyes shut tight as her fingers yanked on long dark brown hair, her back arching off the bed.
Rachel had never seen such beautiful rapture before in her life. It was indescribable to watch as Quinn experienced the most pure euphoric sensations that the human body could possess.
She fell down onto Quinn in exhaustion. She couldn't move as they just held onto each other, waiting for their heart rates to slow down. Rachel then slid carefully out of her lover, eliciting another moan from Quinn as she continued to hold her close to her body.
It was a long and lust-filled night for the two women. Quinn quit counting the number of orgasms she'd had after the eighth one. They all seemed to blend together into one massive, earth shaking orgasm.
Rachel felt the exact same way. She had never felt so close and truly intimate with anyone before, and she loved it. She knew without a shadow of a doubt that Quinn was special and she wanted her to stay in her life.
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Rachel's eyes fluttered open as the morning sun began to shine through the hotel window. She stared up at the ceiling for a few minutes, collecting her thoughts. As she started to stretch out her arms to wake up her muscles, her hand brushed up against something soft. Soft? Someone was in bed next to her.
That wasn't such a big surprise; Rachel Berry has had a lot of one night stands in her life. But as she turned onto her side to see who was beside her, her face softened and a smile appeared. It was Quinn.
All the memories from the previous night flooded the brunette's mind, and with each recalled moment, her smile grew wider. She reached out and brushed a lock of blonde hair away from her lover's face, gazing down at the beautiful woman lying peacefully next to her. Quinn was laying on her stomach, with the sheet only pulled up to cover her bare ass – and Rachel knew for a fact that it was a very fine and gorgeous ass. She let her eyes roam over smooth bare skin as Quinn's entire back was visible and calling out to her to be touched and caressed.
Rachel felt things with Quinn that she'd never felt with anyone before. There had been an immediate spark between them when they first laid eyes on each other, a feeling of instantly knowing and trusting someone even though you just met them. It was something deep… and to be honest, it frightened her. She didn't know exactly why these new feelings frightened her, but the longer she gazed down at the angel next to her, the more her varied emotions battled against each other.
She really wanted to spend more time with Quinn. For the first time ever, Rachel had let her guard down and felt so comfortable with someone, and she desperately wanted to see where her feelings led her… led them in the future, together. And she knew Quinn had also felt something happening between them last night. Little comments Quinn had made as they caressed each other's body, soft touches here and gentle kisses there. Sure, when the women first got to the bed it was all lust and action, but as the night wore on, the sex turned into lovemaking. Rachel made love to Quinn. She'd never made love to anyone before in her entire life. That's how Rachel knew Quinn was different than all the other girls she'd been with.
Getting to know Quinn the night before and realizing what a wonderful, smart, caring and funny person she was, Rachel sadly admitted to herself that the blonde was too good for her. And even though Rachel was feeling these stirrings in her gut, like butterflies on crack, she knew that Quinn deserved someone that could always be there for her – take her out on dates, have a conventional career where they could be together every evening, fall asleep together and wake up in each others arms – every single day.
But there was no way Rachel could give that to Quinn. She was a rock star. She traveled for at least six months out of every year. There were millions of screaming fans falling all over her, and Rachel Berry thrived on that high she got when she was in the middle of all that energy.
But Quinn would hate it. She would hate that life. And it wouldn't be fair for Rachel to bring her into that world.
Rachel blew out a deep breath, knowing she needed to leave. She knew she was being a coward by not talking to Quinn about her feelings face-to-face, but she couldn't bare to see any pain in those soft hazel eyes.
'It's better this way,' the singer rationalized to herself as she quickly got dressed, moving around the room as quietly as she could so she wouldn't disturb the sleeping blonde.
When she was all ready, Rachel leaned down and lightly brushed her lips across Quinn's cheek, breathing in the calming scent of vanilla with a hint of cinnamon that uniquely belonged to Quinn. Rachel would remember that scent forever.
Why did it suddenly feel like her heart was being ripped in two? She'd just met Quinn not even 24 hours earlier, but Rachel felt her heart already yearning for her.
"I'm so sorry, Quinn," she murmured as a tear slowly rolled down her cheek. She reluctantly pulled her eyes away from the beautiful goddess and quickly walked out of the hotel room, shutting the door softly behind her.
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Quinn had never felt more relaxed in her life. She slowly awoke, deciding to just lay there, not even opening her eyes. She wanted to bask in this feeling, enjoy this moment where her body felt like it was floating on air. A small smile graced her lips as she tried to recall why she was feeling so good.
Suddenly her eyes flew open, and she froze like she had just been shot. Her heart began to pound a mile a minute as she frantically searched her brain for memories of the previous night.
She went to the Grammy Awards with Santana, then the Latina had dragged her to the boring snooze-worthy after-party, then she had started talking with Rachel Berr-
"Shit," Quinn murmured. She'd had sex with Rachel Berry last night! Actually, she had a lot of sex with Rachel Berry last night.
But what surprised her the most was that… she actually enjoyed it. She enjoyed being with Rachel. Rachel had made her feel like a queen, worshiping her body and treating her with the utmost care.
Quinn frantically shook her head. She couldn't feel this way about Rachel. It was terrible timing in her life right now.
As she pulled herself out of the bed, her eyes fell on a piece of hotel stationery on Rachel's pillow. Quinn slowly picked it up.
Dear Quinn,
Last night with you was incredible. Thank you for being here with me.
– Rachel
Quinn stared down at the note in her hand. She knew having sex with Rachel had been wrong, but she had to admit that she felt something for the singer and she thought Rachel had felt it too. But by the sterile note she just read, obviously Rachel just thought of her as another one of her one-night fucks.
Anger and shame spread through Quinn's body. She knew it was ridiculous to be mad at Rachel. Even if they had woken up in each other's arms, Quinn wouldn't have allowed herself to stay. So maybe it was good that they didn't have to see each other and have an awkward morning. It was for the best.
Quinn pulled on her gown she'd wore the previous evening and gathered up all her belongings. As she stepped out of the hotel and onto the sidewalk, the doorman hailed a cab for her.
Her phone beeped as she slid into the taxi outside the hotel. She gave the driver her address and sat back, letting out a long breath. She needed to just forget last night had even happened. She'd gone with Santana to the award show then to the after-party, where she got bored and went home. That's all that happened. That's it. She nodded to herself, praying her mind would eventually believe it.
She pulled out her phone to see who had sent her a text.
'Can I come over?' it read.
Quinn bit the inside of her lip and closed her eyes. Taking a deep breath, she responded, 'Sure. See you soon.'
Once home, Quinn was able to take a quick shower and dress in a pair of jeans and a T-shirt before the doorbell rang. She hurried out of her bedroom and down the hallway toward the front door. She paused for a brief moment, taking a deep breath and pushing her anxiety down, before reaching for the doorknob. Once she felt relatively calm, she put a smile on her face and pulled the door open.
Standing in the doorway was a gorgeous woman with long black hair, pale blue eyes and a smile that always made Quinn's heart beat faster; and today was no exception.
"Hey, Peyton," Quinn greeted.
The woman stepped inside the house, closed the door and gathered Quinn into her arms. Pulling back slightly, she cupped the blonde's cheek and captured her lips in a gentle kiss. "I missed you last night, babe," Peyton told her girlfriend. "How was the awards show?"
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