A/N: RachelBarbraBerry, thx ;D
After this update, I finally manage to update all my three stories :)
Pervious:
"Don't you dare leave me like that ever again."
"I won't."
"Promise?"
"Promise."
Quinn carefully kissed the tear away on Rachel's face just like she tried so hard to molly the pain she caused on this smaller woman, and finally her lips found her final destination on the other woman's lips. She started to suck and nip her succulent petals like a junkie was taking a hit. Just as she was going to rip Rachel's clothes apart, a voice chided in.
"Mommy…"
Rachel instantly broke out of the kiss, and Quinn moaned because of the instant loss of the warmth provided by her balmy lips.
"Yes, babe." Rachel's voice was husky totally unlike her original voice, and she sympathetically petted the head rested heavily on her chest.
"I finished the drawing!" Lucy smiled the identical hundred-watt beam as her mommy.
Rachel fondly caressed the little girl's sunshine tresses, "Okay, and after this lady finished cleaning herself and made herself decently presentable, let's show her your drawing as well. Is that okay, babe?"
Quinn raised her head from Rachel's chest and stared down to lock her eyes with the same hazel eyes.
"Okay, mommy." The little girl hesitated for a few second and then moved forward and hugged Quinn tightly and murmured, "Welcome home, Quinn."
Quinn's version blurred instantly.
Rachel cooed Quinn to take the shower and walked Lucy back to the drawing.
Quinn finally let her cry freely when she watched silhouette of the two women she loved most in this world.
When Quinn emerged from the bathroom, she swooned at the beautiful picture in front of her again: a mini version of herself and the most beautiful woman she had ever seen in her life laughing on the living room floor. She quietly sneaked behind those two, and carefully sat down behind Rachel and spooned her from behind after dropped a loving kiss on Lucy's front head.
"You smelt great, babe." Quinn buried her face into luminous brown locks and signed contently.
Rachel leaned back into her wife and smiled fondly.
"Lucy is here!"
Rachel warned and she had to stifle her moan when she felt Quinn was sucking and licking her pulse point while one hand was circling her wet clit inside her pants.
"Penis blocker." Quinn stopped her movement at once and hissed in Spanish.
"Quinn!" Rachel shoved the blonde on her arms. "You cannot say that to our babe girl!"
"I AM your baby girl as well!" Quinn squirmed like a spoiled brat.
"God, Quinn. You see, that's exactly why I favor Lucy a lot better."
"Fine." Quinn lifted her hands on the air. "But it's not my fault. Your torso is like a magnet capturing my hands all over it. So does your siren voice. The way you called my name thrills my guts."
Rachel had to cover her wife's mouth in order to let her stop talking.
"You do know that your kiss works better, right?" Quinn winked smugly.
"Oh, god, you are insufferable!" Rachel tried to keep a straight face.
"How was the drawing, Lucy?" Quinn shifted her attention but kept her hands roamed around her lover's exposed inner thigh.
Lucy beamed proudly and showed Quinn her work of arts.
There were four figures, two were pink, one was yellow, and one was brown. Quinn smiled at her little girl, "Lucy, this is beautiful, but who is this?" She pointed at that brown one which was much smaller and chubby than other three.
"This is the fluffy bear Mommy holds all the time."
Quinn kissed Lucy on her cheeks and turned to press her lips on Rachel's for a longing kiss. "You can hold me all the time now, Rae."
Rachel grinned and grabbed the blonde locks down for another kiss. Then she smiled down at Lucy and said, "What about the Smurf we haven't finished watching last week, Lucy?"
"I cannot sleep!"
"What about mommy sings a song for you like every day?"
Lucy was pensive for a moment and made up her mind, "Nope, I want Quinn to tell me a story."
Quinn beamed and teased, "Lucy, you spent too much time with your mommy and become as bossy as her."
She ducked a snap from her wife and softened her face to look at her daughter, "What story do you like to hear?"
"A unique story, like no one else would ever hear before." Lucy blinked her eyes and stretched her arms a little in her pinky bed, "like how did you guy meet?"
Quinn made a face, "Here we go another How I met your mother."
Rachel glared at Quinn playfully but smiled at the memory and replied, "My second Broadway show."
Quinn titled her head to the side and corrected, "Nope, actually, it was mommy's debut."
*FLASHBACK*
New York's January was cold. The wind was freaking cold, for God's sake.
Quinn was walking towards Broadway. The last place she would have ever pictured her final examination would take place.
So far, the most hilarious place for the exam was her best pal, Puck's, the most famous gay bar in New York City. Just FYL, Punk was probably the straightest guy in the whole planet. He was so excited about having threesome with some hot lesbians, but it turned out that was only a 100 percent GAY bar.
Quinn made fun of him for an entire week until she got the location of hers.
First of all, there was a high possibility that she would die in such a goddamn weather. In addition, she, Quinn Fabray, hated Broadway. Why? There were all dramatic and divas. Her life had already been a giant rollercoaster, so she didn't need other drama queens added to her life.
She received the pamphlet at the ticket booth and brought one ticket of the current one, called Funny Girl. Irony. She remembered this name vaguely from her drama appreciation class back to Yale.
She was thinking about throw them away directly to the trash can, but she was afraid her fingerprint was on it, so it may make a mistake. Especially this was the final, who knew whether Sue would be insane enough to look through the garbage place just for a reason to take away her points.
Thus, she sat down on the front row and tried to relax herself without stamping her feet on the floor. "You need to conceal your identity, especially the sign of negative feelings, such as anxiety, sad, envy, and anger." Sue's face appeared in her mind.
She needed to react as normal as possible and as enjoyable as possible of this show, so she secretly prayed to keep her awake during the show.
She briefly glanced around her for any sign for a camera or the reflection of Sue's glasses.
She inhaled deeply and moved her eyes back to the time on her phone.
Suddenly, the light was out.
Quinn's palms were sweaty.
An angelic voice fulfilled the whole space.
Her eyes snapped to the stage and her mind instantly was captured by the beautiful figure under the spotlight. There was the woman, the most breathtaking woman she had ever seen in her life. Brown luminous long hair gracefully spread on her shoulder, a pool of chocolate shining eyes sparking passion for this play, a more than kissable lips parted to sing the mellifluous notes, a sexily curved body covered by the sun-kissed skin, and her long, straight legs going on and on for miles.
She was spellbound.
Not until a hand landed on her shoulder, did Quinn realized the show was over and the audience was gone.
"Wonderful covered job, Q!" Sue announced proudly. "You can belie anyone's eyes of your identity even if Broadway is your death penalty."
Although she was still losing in the voice of that stunningly charming woman, she could tell one thing for sure that she was a goner, and she had to know her name, and she had to meet her, and she had to make her hers.
Then, her gaze locked on the piece of paper in her hand which was almost destroyed by her fists during the show.
On that simple yet beautiful pamphlet said: Rachel B. Berry.
*FLASHBACK ENDS*
*FLASHBACK*
"I am sorry. I must run to the wrong room."
"Really?" Rachel eyed the blonde girl with a raising eyebrow amusingly. She was quite a looker with curly blonde locks, impressive hazel eyes, an alluring husky voice, and a dangerously playful smirk. "It's really hard for people to accidently run into my room considering it is the farthest room in the backstage and there is a huge sign says, "Rachel B. Berry.""
"Well, okay, you got me, and by the way, I love the golden star beside your beautiful name." Quinn shrugged but not seemed guilty at all.
"Thank you. The golden star is a metaphor." Rachel put on her token show grin.
"Perfect, just like anything else about you, your angelic voice, shunning appearance, and, of course, sun-kissed torso. Therefore, if those are also metaphor, I think they may insinuate that you have a nice heart inside your alluring body." Quinn's eyes started to roam around her body and licked her lips subconsciously.
Rachel shifted a little uncomfortably. This blonde was dangerous and unknown. She seemed too playful to get close to for her own safety. The diva had already got the feeling of being ripped all her customs and fucked thoroughly by one simple glance.
She cleaned her throat, "This is my first official Broadway show."
"Wow, congrats! You are kinda amazing! I know I am not professional, but I would definitely become one if every Broadway stars' voice were as perfect as like yours. I love you voice and I think I could see why they choose you to be in the one of the most famous Broadway show."
"Well, thank you a lot, and although I am highly flattered by your compliments, I wouldn't say that because only the voice of Barbara can be entitled perfect." Rachel was impressed by the blonde knowledge, but she couldn't help but defend her idol at once.
"You are a Barbara too, right? You middle name, I mean."
"Someone did her research."
"Yep, like I said I am not professional in musical, so in order to ask the starlet out, I have no choice but to do some homework."
"I bet no girl failed to say yes before, smoothie?"
"But I only want one tonight, and I know if she becomes one, it will break my heart."
Rachel slipped out of her costumes and changed into something causal, like a white tan top and skinny tight black jeans showing her miles long legs off. She used one hand of hers to grab the coat she hung on beside the door and the other to connect with Quinn's.
"I am famished. Any suggestion?"
*FLASHBACK ENDS*
Lucy finally let the sleepiness take over her and fall asleep soundly.
Rachel and Quinn dropped kissed on her front head and headed toward their own bedroom.
"I cannot believe this. You just came back for one day and you completed outstripped my place in her heart."
Quinn kissed away Rachel's pout and said, "What can I say? I am so desirable."
Rachel rolled her eyes dramatically yet failed to hide her grin.
"Chill woman. Go and take a shower."
She slapped Rachel's nice ass playfully and pushed her to the bathroom.
"Babe?"
"Yes, Q."
"Don't chill too much. My body is ache."
"Quinn!"
"What?! It's not like our babe girl is around."