Pairing: Rachel/Quinn
Notes: The girls talk, relax and discover the downside to being a parent
Warning: Some sexy stuff.
Disclaimer: I own nothings, but the random ramblings of which occur in my brain. Glee and any other copyrighted content belongs to their respective owners.
"You get her down ok?"
"Yeah, she's so tired. If we're lucky we should have a couple of hours to ourselves," she said as she placed the baby monitor on the garden table. "I see you got everything set up," she chuckled.
The blonde couldn't help but blush a little, "I was just making sure the water was warm enough."
"A likely story," she grinned, standing at the edge of the hot tub.
"Rae..." she'd expected that her girlfriend would be a little apprehensive, after all the girl hadn't worn a bikini since sometime last year and a lot had happened since then, "you do know that you need to take your robe off to get in, right?"
"I know," Rachel fidgeted with the belt on her robe, "I just..."
Quinn went to the edge closest to her girlfriend and reached for her hand, "Hey, it's ok. It's just us, I promise. No one can see us. No one's going to disturb us. Beth is with Puck. Mom's not going to be home until sometime after seven at the earliest."
"I just..." she sighed, she hated that even now he was still having an impact on her life and her actions, "I haven't even worn a skirt since...a bikini is a big step."
"I know, baby," the blonde hoisted herself out of the hot tub and stood beside the nervous brunette, taking her hands within her own, "but I promise you're safe. We don't have to do this if you don't want to."
"I want to," Rachel said, reaffirming to herself that she did actually in fact wish to go through with it, "you made the hot tub sound so good earlier."
Quinn smiled fondly, "It really is, but it'll still be good another day." She wished so much that she could ease her girlfriends fears. Rachel had been showing so much strength and progress in healing that sometimes it was almost possible to forget the things she had endured.
"It is just us, isn't it?" She questioned, "Santana or Mercedes or anyone else isn't going to appear out of nowhere?"
"No, baby," she tucked a fallen strand of hair behind a tan ear, "it's just us, I promise. Puck has Beth, Mercedes is hanging out with Kurt, I imagine Tina and Artie are spending time together, and S and Britt are currently being run into the ground by Coach Sylvester. There's nobody here but me and you," she laughed softly, "and Charlie, of course, but I don't see her escaping her cot anytime soon."
She nodded to herself, her fingers playing with the knot in her robe belt, "Ok..." she slowly undid the knot and slipped the robe of her shoulders, carefully laying close to the hot tub edge before hurriedly climbing into the warm water.
The blonde mother climbed back into the hot tub and returned to her seat on the opposite side, "It's cold out there," she commented, "it's nice in here."
Rachel allowed herself to relax, enjoying the way the warm water soothed her tired muscles. "Ok, you were right," she smiled at her girlfriend, "this was a good idea."
The pair sat in comfortable silence, relishing the warm water encompassing their bodies. They were thankful that they had no Glee practice after school today, they both wanted nothing more than to go home and just be together. While things at school were ok, they could happily walk the corridors holding hands with no problems there were still the occasional starer, usually one of the freshman. The whispers had died down but there were still the few students that were curious about Rachel, many of them couldn't fathom out how she'd been able to return to McKinley after everything that happened and whether these few realised it or not, they actually got to Rachel, it was as though people wouldn't let her move on from what happened, as though they permanently expected her to be a victim.
"What you thinking about inside that pretty little head of yours?" Quinn questioned, she'd noticed the look in those chocolate pools, they were preoccupied with something.
"I don't know," Rachel replied, "nothing and everything all at the same time."
"Sounds busy."
"It is," she nodded, "and it isn't. I don't know."
"What's on your mind, Rach?" Quinn knew that the girl needed to talk but she needed a little encouragement.
"School, I guess. Some people still stare at me. I feel like I'm the latest instalment at the zoo sometimes." She sighed, "I can feel them staring at me with all these questions and I just wish they'd forget about it."
Quinn moved to the lounged seat in the hot tub, "Come here." She waited for Rachel to move and settle between her legs. "I know people still stare at you, baby," she wrapped her arms around the smaller girl and rest her head on her shoulder, "but sometimes I think that they're not staring because they have questions."
"You don't?" she tilted her head so that she could see her girlfriend, "Then why do they stare?"
"Because they are in awe of you," she answered simply, "they admire your strength."
"I wish they'd find someone else to admire," she uttered sadly, "I don't want to be this person that everyone thinks is strong or anything else. I'd happily go back to being the girl in argyle that everyone ignored for the most part."
"I know, sweetie." She pressed a kiss to a damp temple, "The more I think about everything, the more I think that going to college out of state would be the best thing for us."
"You do?" she asked, trying to keep the hopefulness from her voice.
"Yeah, I mean, everyone is so narrow minded here." She started absentmindedly tracing patterns just below her girlfriends ribs. "This place is full of so many bad memories...I don't know, I think it'd be nice to raise the girls somewhere that wasn't full of so much crap, somewhere that's more accepting. A fresh start for all of us."
"I think that'd be nice," she lent back into the blonde, "we could find somewhere where there's no whispers and stares."
"We could," she agreed.
The pair lulled back into silence, each of them thinking about the possibilities of a life outside of Lima, Ohio or Ohio in general.
"Quinn?"
"Hmm?"
"Do you think tonight will be weird?"
She couldn't help the chuckle that escaped her lips, only her girl could change the subject on the flip on a coin, "Why would tonight be weird, Rach?"
"It's the first time we've stayed here with Charlie," she pointed out, "she's never slept here. Usually when we stay at your moms it's so we can get a break."
"I guess that's true," she pressed her lips to shoulder in front of her, "I don't think it'll be weird though, baby, I mean, it'll be good to get Charlie used to sleeping here so we can give your dads a break."
"I hadn't thought of it like that...do you think Charlie will find it weird sleeping in a crib that's not hers?" she voiced her worries.
"She has her blanket and she has her bunny, she'll be fine. I promise." She knew that wouldn't be enough to placate the worried mother pressed against her, "We'll have the monitor with us and if it makes you feel any better we can leave the door to the nursery open and leave the bedroom door open, just in case."
"Ok," she relaxed further into the blonde, enjoying the way delicate finger tips traced against her skin.
"Try to relax, baby," she soothed, "we've got maybe a couple of hours before Charlie wakes up and before mom gets home. Just relax, try not to think about anything."
"This is nice," Rachel sighed happily, "just us..."
"Just us," Quinn reiterated, "although next time remind me to set the iPod up so we have music to relax to as well."
"Maybe we shouldn't leave Lima," she said wistfully.
"And why's that?"
"Because then when will we be able to do this?"
Hazel eyes rolled in amusement, "I take it you like the hot tub then?"
"No, I like the being in the hot tub with you."
"We'll make a point of coming back to visit the hot tub," she laughed.
"And your mom," she mused, "I don't think she'd be too happy with us if we just came for the hot tub."
"Ok, Rae," she rested her head against the dark mane in front of her, "we'll make sure we see mom when we come visit the hot tub." The blondes hand drifted lower, tracing patterns along the brunettes hip.
Rachel squirmed beneath her girlfriends touch, they were still discovering each other, finding their weak spots and apparently her hip was one of them. The longer the blonde played against her skin the more aware Rachel became aware of everything, the feel of the strong legs around her, the thinly covered breasts pressed against her back, the tickle of breath against her neck. She tried to keep her movements to a minimum, she was meant to be relaxing with her girlfriend, not be leading the march in the rampant hormones parade but the longer it went on the harder it became to not give herself away.
"You ok there, Rach?" Quinn had noticed when her girlfriend had first started to squirm but put it down to her repositioning herself so that she were more comfortable but this had been going on far too long for it to be that, and it was increasing. The young woman had a fairly good idea what was going on, with her face in such close proximity to her girlfriends neck she had noticed the increase in heat that wasn't caused by being in the hot tub.
"Mhm," she swallowed the lump in her throat, she was determined not to be the one to initiate things, she had set the pace for their relationship when it came to intimacy and while she appreciated the reasons for Quinn letting her be the one in charge she was beginning to reach the point where she wanted Quinn to be the one to make the first move, she wanted the blonde to know that it was ok to want her.
A finely shaped eyebrow arched, "Really?" A mischievous glint shone in hazel orbs as lips meet the smooth skin of neck. "You sure?" her words muffle against skin, as she works about leaving hot open mouthed kisses against tan skin.
She presses further into the body surrounding her, her squirming becoming uncontrollable as lips work against the side of her throat and fingers play against her hip. "Really," she manages to breathe out.
Her free hand finds itself drawn to a full breast, enjoying the weight of it in its palm.
A whimper escapes parted lips.
A tongue trails the length of neck, leaving a hot trail in it's wake.
"Quinn..."
A smirk crosses her lips. Her fingers glide across hipbone to play teasingly along the waist of bikini bottoms.
"T-t-tease," she manages to stutter out, she wants nothing more than for her girlfriend to be touching her.
"No," she husks in her ear, "this is being a tease..." she dips her hand between her girlfriends legs and cups her over her bikini, slowly rubbing up and down.
Rachel's brain short circuits and she reaches for her golden haired counterpart, her arm hooking around her neck as she turns her face to capture lips in a fiery kiss. Both girls couldn't care about the fact that they were outside and that a neighbour could possibly hear them if they were to come home, they were enjoying each other too much. Rachel was all too happy to hand things over to Quinn, she was enjoying the other girls touch far too much to form some sort of coherent thought about who she wasn't really in the position to be able to touch her girlfriend. Even if she had been capable of forming that thought it would vanish at the sensation of the delicate hand slipping beneath the material of the bikini.
"Baby..." her body thrummed, she needed everything her girlfriend was giving her and more, "please..."
Quinn guided Rachel's face back to hers and claimed her lips as she slid a finger into the tight passage, and swallowed the moan that escaped the small body melded to hers. She loved that she was the reason for Rachel feeling good, she would do everything in her power to make the girl feel as good as she physically could.
A high pitch wail broke through the air causing the girls to break apart.
"You've got..." Rachel panted, "to be...kidding me?"
The cry continued to emit from the monitor sat on the table.
Quinn dropped her head on Rachel's shoulder, "Sorry baby," she uttered as she eased her hand out and freed it from the confines of Rachel's bikini bottoms.
Rachel huffed in frustration as she climbed out of the hot tub, "So not fair," she complained as she put her robe back on and disappeared inside to go take care of her crying infant.
"Stupid hot tub," the blonde muttered as she clambered out and went to join her girlfriend, convinced that intimacy and the hot tub just don't mix. First there was Finn and his little problem when they were in the hot tub that put a halt to everything and now there was Rachel and a very unhappy sounding Charlie. "Damn thing."
Authors note: Hey guys! So hopefully you don't hate me as much as I'm sure Rachel and Quinn must do right about now lol anyways I have a fair few ideas in my head at the moment. I'm trying to figure out how the girls can leave Ohio and still have Puck involved, I feel like I've sorta shot myself in the foot by having him be such a big part of their lives. Anyways! I'm going to try and write some more FaBerry centric chapters for a little while, there will be a chapter with Rachel's dads, quite possibly the next chapter, but they're their to facilitate a huge FaBerry thing I've been planning since before I started writing this story lol I don't have questions at the moment, or at least I don't think I do. Please review, I'm sorta nervous about this chapter because I'm not so good at the sexy writing and I need reviews to learn from.