A/N: Well this is it you guys, the final chapter. It's been a great ride and I only have to thank you, my fellow Faberry shippers, for making this a memorable experience. I'm by no means consider myself a writer but reading all your comments has brought me the greatest joy, inspiration, and belief that I can actually express my dirty imagination into words. I gained some friends along the way on Twitter and Tumblr which was the greatest reward. Thank you for sticking by me and this AU story, for using your imaginations for a while and believe that my Quinn packs serious heat in her pants. This was only supposed to be a one-shot and with so many of you wanting more, I gave it to you. Thank you all so so much. Love you all, yours truly, LP.
Enjoy! :')
Quinn inserted the key to her home jiggling the knob just a bit. She opened the door and was instantly assaulted by a tiny human.
"Momma you home!," her daughter Emmy yelled, hugging Quinn's knees. Her baby girl seemed to have acquired Rachel's vertical challenge-ness.
"My baby!" Quinn exclaimed reaching down to pick up her child and twirl her around, earning herself delighted giggles from her kid.
She stopped spinning them around and closed her eyes as her baby girl hugged her neck, running her fingers through the soft brunette locks.
"I'm glad you're home, Ms. Fabray," Bertha the housekeeper said, smiling at the scene before her.
"Me too, Bertha. Me too. Thank you for taking care of Emmsies today. You're a lifesaver, hope she wasn't too much trouble," Quinn said.
"Not at all. She's always such a sweetheart. We did go to the park and you know how she gets around kids, but she did play with them," Bertha said.
Quinn & Rachel really didn't know where their daughter got her shy quietness from since both of them tended to be very outspoken. They weren't worried since this trait seemed to charm adults and children alike.
"That's good. Oh and thanks again," Quinn said.
"No problem, I will see you all next week and oh, give the other Ms. Fabray a kiss and a hug from me," Bertha said, gathering her belongings and making her way out.
"You got it. Take care and say hi to your family for me," Quinn said.
"Sure will. Goodbye Emmy," Bertha said, ruffling the young brunette's hair who was still in her momma's arms.
"Bye Bertha," she shyly replied with a smile.
Mother and daughter waived off the nanny goodbye. Quinn closed the door and headed to the couch.
"Alright Ms. Emmy D stay here while I get changed and then you can tell me what you did today, sound good?" Quinn asked.
"Yup, s'good" the brunette replied with a disarming smile, so similar to Rachel's.
Quinn kissed her daughter's cheek and headed upstairs to quickly change and spend quality time with her daughter before Rachel got home and hogged all their time.
Back downstairs, she reached the couch where her daughter was very intently coloring in her SpongeBob SquarePants coloring book.
She got close to her daughter and lightly tickled her tummy enjoying the giggles erupting from her child's mouth.
"Who wants a piggy back ride!" Quinn said.
"Me! Me! I do, I do!" Emmy exclaimed quickly jumping from the sofa to Quinn's back.
Quinn zoomed through the living room with her daughter who was pretending they were an airplane.
After a couple more rounds, Quinn sat breathlessly unto the couch with her daughter on her lap.
"That was fun, wasn't it munchkin?" Quinn asked, giving her daughter an Eskimo kiss.
"Yes," Emmy answered, "Momma? When's mommy coming home?"
"Very soon, baby," Quinn answered.
"I saw her on TV again," Emmy informed Quinn.
"You did? Wow!" Quinn replied, loving how her baby's hazel eyes sparkled in wonderment.
"Yah! She looked very pretty. Uncle Jesse was with her," the young brunette stated.
"Oh he was, was he," Quinn said, the irrational part of her getting a little bit jealous that Jesse was spending time with her wife. But they were both famous actors now who were high in demand and were at a film festival in Los Angeles,"and did your mommy look pretty, just like you?"
Emmy scrunched up her nose as Quinn gently tapped it and nodded yes.
"So tell me, what did you do at the park?" Quinn asked.
"Bertha pushed me in the swings and I was touching the sky," Emmy said, "and then I played cars with a boy named Mark"
Quinn smirked a bit at seeing her baby blush a tiny bit.
"Really? Did you have fun?"
"I did," she answered, "but I really wanted both my mommies to go with me"
"Aw honey! We'll go the park together real soon, ok?" Quinn reassured her.
The jingling of the doorknob caught both female's attention, opening to reveal a stunning Rachel Berry-Fabray. Emmy squealed and rushed towards her mother.
Rachel placed her rolling suitcase to the side and knelt to accept her daughter's hug.
"Mommy, you're here!," Emmy screamed.
"I am! God I missed you so much baby girl" Rachel said closing her eyes and inhaling the sweet innocent smell of her child that she had missed so, so much.
Quinn stood up silently, letting mother and daughter enjoy their moment together for a while longer.
She walked towards her family, her breath catching as Rachel opened her brown eyes and connected with her own.
"Hey there stranger," Quinn greeted.
"She's no stranger, she's mommy!" Emmy corrected.
Rachel chuckled softly, rising up to her tip toes. She wrapped her arms around Quinn's neck, sighing as Quinn held her by the waist.
"Hey you," she whispered looking into Quinn's eyes that were swirling with love.
"I missed you," Quinn whispered back, holding her wife closer towards her, her body already starting to react on having her so close once again after being depraved of her for so long.
"You cut your hair." Rachel commented, noticing Quinn's much shorter hair.
"It's not too short is it?" she asked self-consciously .
"No, it's sexy"
Rachel played with the small hairs she found at the nape of the blonde's neck before pulling her towards her until their lips met.
They both sighed as the familiar taste and feel of their lips rushed back to them and feeling that they were one entity again. Both were starting to get lost into the sweet kiss when their child interrupted them.
"Ewww! No kisses!" Emmy said.
The couple broke their kiss chuckling at their kid's antics.
Rachel gave Quinn once last peck.
"Go cool down," Rachel whispered into the blonde's ear, kissing the spot right below it. She could feel Quinn's arousal pressing through the thin barrier of Quinn's sweats & her own yoga pants.
Rachel let Quinn go, turning around while blocking her daughter's view as Quinn retrieved the suitcase and headed upstairs to put it away and take a moment to cool down her heated body.
This was a normal reaction between them. Quinn just thought about Rachel and she would get an instant hard-on or wet when she wasn't sporting an extra appendage. It was easier when it was just them in their small New York apartment. Rachel would come home late from rehearsal to find Quinn studying in their small dining table. She would just drop her panties, pull Quinn's pants down just enough for her erection to spring out, straddle her and have her way with her.
Now that they had a child it was much harder to have sex at random. They had to wait until their daughter was fast asleep before sneaking into their room and fuck. The moans and groans had to be kept down as to not wake their kid up. The last thing they wanted was to get caught by their kid. Getting caught by Rachel's parents when they were younger had been enough to traumatize Quinn for a lifetime.
Now that her body felt normal again, Quinn made her way downstairs smiling upon hearing her two loves laughing and giggling. She could hear Emmy speaking animatedly about what she had done for the past 2 weeks as if they hadn't spoken on the phone or Skyped everyday while Rachel was away.
She made her way towards the couch motioning for Rachel to pick up her legs and place them on her lap. Rachel had their daughter on her own lap.
It was moments like these that the young couple enjoyed the most. Just the three of them in the comfort of their own home. No paparazzi, no crazy family members cajoling their baby, no strangers trying to disrupt their privacy.
Quinn leaned in to give Rachel a quick kiss on the lips.
"What are my queen and princess talking about?" Quinn asked.
"Well, Ms. Emmy Dianna Fabray was telling me how she went to her Aunts Brittany and Santana's house to bake cookies when all of a sudden Brittany's pet duck started flapping around the kitchen destroying everything in its path," Rachel said, not at all surprised that something like that happened at the Pierce-Lopez home.
"Oh God," Quinn laughed, "you should've seen Brittany and Emmsies when I went to pick her up. They were both covered head to toe in flour and the freaking duck was squeaky clean."
"I can imagine. That duck is a hazard to that family," Rachel said, shaking her head.
"What's hassered?" Emmy asked.
"Hazard, baby," Rachel corrected, "and it means dangerous"
"Oh, Ducky is not dangeous, mommy, he just likes to have fun," Emmy said, defending Ducky the duck.
"I'm sure he does, princess," Rachel said, kissing her daughters head.
The young family sat in the couch sharing stories about their life's in the past two weeks. Rachel told them about the celebrities she met, Quinn told Rachel about the new artists she had signed on to her record label and Emmy about her adventures at the park.
They continued talking until Emmy rested her head on Rachel's chest.
"You sleepy?" Quinn asked, brushing away hair from her baby's face.
Emmy just nodded her head.
"Let's take you to bed then," Rachel said.
Quinn got up on her feet picking Emmy up who burrowed her face into Quinn's neck, falling asleep.
She reached down her hand to help Rachel up.
"Give me a second to shut the lights off and I'll meet you in her room," Rachel said.
Quinn nodded and headed up the stairs. She entered her daughter's room and placed her gently in it, tucking her in under the blankets. She hummed a song that Rachel always sang to her since she was a baby,
Rachel leaned against the door frame, her heart fluttering at seeing her wife and daughter and feeling so happy that she was home once again.
She sat next to Quinn placing her chin on the blonds shoulder and softly sang the lyrics to the lullaby along to Quinn's humming.
"Goodnight, princess," Quinn said, kissing her kid on the forehead and then getting up to leave space for Rachel.
"Goodnight, baby. Sweet dreams," Rachel softly whispered, also placing a gentle kiss on her daughters forehead.
"I'm 'appy you home, mommy," Emmy mumbled in her sleep.
Rachel smiled.
"Me too, sweetie," she responded.
The young couple left the room, softly closing the door and heading to their own room.
Once they entered, they shut the door behind them.
Rachel and Quinn swiftly took off their clothes leaving themselves only in their underwear.
Rachel beckoned for Quinn to come closer and once she did, she pushed her wife into their bed. She crawled sensually up the blonde's bod, straddling her hips. She sexily undid her pony tail, letting her curls drape over her shoulders. The gasp escaping Quinn's mouth did wonder's to her ego. Quinn always did enjoy seeing Rachel's hair free.
The brunette brought her fingers to trace over the firm bulge that had formed in Quinn's tight underwear.
Quinn unconsciously thrusted her hips forward in reaction.
Rachel, with hooded eye lids and maintaining eye contact with Quinn's hazel hues, slid the boy shorts down the blonde's toned legs letting Quinn's arousal to happily spring out.
The brunette grasped it, rubbing her hand along the shaft slowly, hearing how Quinn's breath caught in her throat.
She got closer to the cock placing her plump lips on it and kissing along the sensitive shaft.
Quinn groaned, threading her fingers through the dark locks. She gasped as she felt the tip of her cock be wrapped around those luscious lips. Oh how she had missed those lips on her.
"God, Rachel"
Rachel moaned as she swallowed more of Quinn into her mouth, sending shivers straight up Quinn's spine. She bobbed her up and down her length truly enjoying her wife's reaction. She had her head thrown back, her back arched and fists clenching tightly to the covers in pleasure.
When Rachel felt the hint that Quinn was about to come, she released her with a 'pop' and kissed her way up her body. Licking a path between her defined and taut abs, up to her small but perky breasts, taking her pink nipple into her mouth swirling her tongue around it. She switched between breasts, giving it the same treatment. She reached her neck, biting and sucking at the tender skin there, finding no evidence of previous bruises left by her own past ministrations.
"Mmmm Quinnie, do you know how sexually frustrated I am right now? I think I've been wet for the past two weeks straight without any relief," she huskily whispered into Quinn's ear,"you've corrupted my body baby, I can't make myself come without you anymore, you know that? My fingers aren't enough anymore and my toys don't reach and touch the places you do. Even when I do manage to come, they are so worthless compared to the orgasms you give me when you fuck me."
"Rach..."
"Shhh, you know what I'm talking about. I know how horny you get when you sprout your cock Quinn, that day when you emailed me desperate for some relief because you couldn't come without seeing me. You saw how wet my pussy was for you, me watching you jack off as I touched myself for you on webcam," Rachel said, scratching down Quinn's abs, making her hiss in pleasure,"I've never been so jealous of your hand. That could've been my pussy tightening around you baby, contracting as you pound into it at a maddening pace."
Rachel lifted herself up just enough to position herself over Quinn's dick and slid down it, her walls fluttering in recognition. Both women gasped for not having been this intimate for over two weeks like this. Quinn was still so gracious that her lover's pussy was still tight as ever, even after giving birth.
Quinn held onto Rachel's hips, her eyes almost crossing in rapture at being encased in her wife again.
"Fuck me..." she groaned out
"Isn't that what I'm dong?" Rachel breathlessly said as she created a rhythm with her hips, this particular position created direct friction on her G-spot and Quinn's pelvic bone massaged her clit just right. She rolled her hips with different patterns smirking at her writhing wife beneath her who seemed enthralled and hypnotized by her breasts moving in time with her movements.
She bit her lip's as she dragged Quinn's hands up her body to boldly grasp at her breasts. She groaned, grinding and fluttering her walls much firmly at the thickness inside her.
Quinn used her abdominal muscles to sit herself up and automatically reached for Rachel's plump lips. She could taste a bit of herself on her tongue. She sucked on her lips,, bit them as she fondled with her lover's dusky nipples, enjoying how the multiple attack on her body was causing Rachel to lift and drop herself faster on her dick.
"Oh God, Quinn, yess!" Rachel started to moan out as quietly as possible.
"That's right Rachel, fuck me faster, make yourself feel good baby," she encouraged her.
Rachel leaned back as she thrusted herself faster. Quinn licked her lips and attached them to Rachel's exposed neck sucking and nipping feeling all her lover's pleasure filled cries vibrate from her lips, to her soul and finally to her cock.
With one last thrust, Rachel came with a cry, her thighs tightening Quinn's waist and pussy tightening around her dick. With a sigh, she straightened her posture up and lazily caught Quinn in a kiss, softly moaning at aftershocks hitting her body. She wrapped her arms around Quinn, her fingers running through short blond locks. Rachel felt a little odd on not having her wife's usual long hair to play with, but this hair new style gave her a sexier edge.
She shuffled a bit on Quinn's lap her body reacting to the still rock hard appendage inside her causing Quinn to whimper.
Realizing that her lover still had yet to come and wanting to go over the edge herself once more, she leaned back again, this time bringing her wife's weight with her without disconnecting their core's from each other. She spread her legs wide enough to accommodate the blond's slim frame between them.
Without a second thought, Quinn began thrusting slowly into her wife, never getting tired as she watched Rachel's face contort into pleasure for the second time that night.
"I missed you so much," Quinn admitted, gazing into Rachel's darkened eyes.
"I missed you...too, baby" Rachel replied, seeing that her wife as well as her had missed their connection that went beyond the physical. She gladly accepted her lover's lips, feeling her speed up her thrusts just a touch.
Quinn broke off the kiss to look at her wife, getting even more turned on as Rachel looked her with a smoldering gaze and her lips turned up into the sexiest smile ever.
Her movements turned jerky as she felt the pit of her stomach knot up at the signs of her upcoming orgasm.
"Come for me," Rachel crooned softly
Quinn had never denied her love anything and she wasn't going to start now as she closed her eyes, groaned and released her essence deeply inside her wife. Rachel, feeling her wife's physical display of her ultimate pleasure, came along with her, her body quivering alongside Quinn's.
They both relaxed, trying to catch their breaths. Quinn laid over Rachel's body feeling content in her arms. Quinn was being lulled to sleep as Rachel traced her spine with her fingers.
"Baby?" Rachel broke the silence.
"Mm?"
"Can you go to the kitchen and get me some pickles?"
"Pickles?" Quinn asked rising herself up above Rachel in question, "you want pickles now?"
Rachel nodded sheepishly.
Quinn looked at her for moment and then replied with, "Okkaayy."
She gently pulled out her wife who groaned at the loss. She grabbed her robe and started to head out when her lover's voice stopped her,
"Oh and baby?"
"Yeah?"
"I'm pregnant."
...and Quinn's world faded to black
Rachel watched in worried amusement as her wife passed out in front of her for the fourth time in her life (she really shouldn't have been watching Rachel's vagina dilate as she gave birth to Emmy).
The brunette stayed in her bed a little longer softly running her hands over her barely visible baby bump.
"See my baby, if you end up knocking up a girl or end up pregnant and need to announce it to your momma, make sure she's sitting," she warned her still developing child.
Rachel smiled as she thought about how the new addition to the Fabray clan was going to affect their life's. Emmy was going to be ecstatic to become an older sister.
She finally felt bad for her wife laying on the floor unconscious. She got up and knelt next to her wife and murmured to her quietly to bring her back to reality.
She was focused on waking her own sleeping beauty, so much so that she never heard the door to her room open.
"Mommy? Why you naked?"
The end...officially. :)