A/N: Here's the final part, hope you enjoy.
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This is AU & some characters (mainly Quinn) are OOC. This Quinn is gritty & curses…A LOT
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Chapter 3 - All Together Now
Quinn's P.O.V.
What an eventful bloody day. I'm in the car with Mercedes now; we're at the back of the line of cars headed to my mom's house. We started off talking and holding hands. Then I took my seatbelt off so I could lay my head on her shoulder and my free hand started moving up and down her thigh. She smells so damn good I can't help but want to eat her up. Playful bites turn into me kissing and sucking the parts of her neck I could reach. My hand has taken up permanent residence at the apex of her thighs.
"Qpid if you don't stop that we'll have to take a detour and I really don't want to because Puck will never let us hear the end of it."
She's the only person that calls me that and it's been so long since I've heard it.
"It wouldn't matter, I guarantee you he's making Sam drive slow on purpose," I reply back to her. I get a little bolder and press my fingers directly against her clit through her jeans. She moans and cants her hips into my touch. We pull up to a stop light and she turns her head to kiss me. We almost miss when the light turns green and everyone else starts to drive off.
"Eyes on the road beautiful," I say as my lips return to her very sensitive neck.
Another few blocks and we're driving a bit slower, we come up to another light and she turns to kiss me again.
"More," she whispers against my lips. I really wish she would've worn a skirt tonight, but that's not going to stop me. I take off her seatbelt and undo her belt and pants. The wall of heat that greets my fingers as I slide them into her panties is paled only by the pool of wetness I find.
"Pay attention beautiful you don't want us to get into an accident do you?" I talk directly into her ear and then take her earlobe into my mouth as we start moving again. Now we're moving too slow. I can't wait to get her home so my tongue can trade places with my fingers. She's starting to pant now and her grip on my hand and the steering wheel are turning her knuckles white.
"Mmmm," her head dips back and she starts to moan loudly at the next light we stop at. I apply more pressure to her swollen clit as I continue to make tight circles on the sensitive nerves and I suck on her hardened nipple through her tank and bra.
"Fuck it," she pants. And before I really know what's happening; her car is in park, her seat's laid all the way back and she has one leg out of her panties and jeans. Her fingers tangle in my hair as she pushes my head between her now spread legs and fuck I have missed my baby. I almost cream my pants at the first taste of her on my tongue. My lips are latched onto her clit and she's gripping my hair tighter and tighter with every passing second. I know she's close so I slide two fingers into her dripping sex.
"Quinn!" I love when she says my name like that. I pump in and out of her as fast as the angle we're in will allow. Her breaths are coming out as shallow moans and her body begins to stiffen when I find that special spot and curl my fingers into it. It doesn't take much longer for me to feel her clench around my fingers.
"Ohhh baaabbbyyyyy," she moans as I help her ride out her orgasm. When I feel her tremors stop I slide out of her and use my tongue to clean her juices from my fingers then I clean her. I love the way she tastes. I help her get her clothes on and ask her if she wants me to drive the rest of the way and she says yes. I tell her I'll get out so all she has to do is slide over.
It's not 'til I'm outside of the car that I notice we all pretty much had the same idea. Santana and Tina are both walking around to the driver side of their respective cars. They both smile and wink at me and I can't help but smile back. Just as we're all about to open our doors Puck gets out of his and Sam's car and walks around to the driver's side with a smile that matches ours. We all share a look before getting into our vehicles because yeah we can be a bunch of prideful boys sometimes; it's just what we do.
It takes us maybe another ten minutes to get to my house. Noah notices that his mom's car is parked in the circular driveway, which completely cements our thoughts that our moms are dating; and we're totally cool with that because they are two phenomenal women and they deserve the happiness that they are clearly getting in each other. Ms. P was a single mom for most of Puck's and damn near all of Sarah's life. My mom has been a single mom since my and Santana's junior year in high school. Sure technically she and Dad were still married at the time but it was a completely loveless marriage. San and I were so glad to hear that she kicked him out and filed for divorce not too long after we started university in New York.
We're all laughing about the mom situation when I turn the key in the lock but that laughter dies once we're all in the foyer. Hearing my mom moan in any kind of sexual way makes my stomach churn. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh coming from the living room is now my worst living nightmare.
"JJUUUDDDDYYYY!"
And it just got a thousand times worse!
"Oh nay nay!" I yell.
"Fucking hell it's in my head get it out get it out," Puck says as he covers his ears.
"Mami J, couldn't you two wait until we were across state lines, gross," Santana yells as she shakes her head to get the sounds out of her mind.
Meanwhile everybody else thinks the shit is funny as hell, including my mom and Ms. P. Granted maybe they didn't expect any of us to show up, but why couldn't they have been in Mom's room? Eww.
"Calm yourself Noah, goodness," we hear from the living room. Unfortunately I also hear the unmistakable sounds of kissing and the unbuckling of a strap-on and it makes me gag. Thank goodness we all stopped where we did and didn't walk past the doorway to the living room. I mean really, Mom's room is just on the other side of the living room. Why couldn't they have taken the extra few steps and spared their kids the trauma?
"Oh please you three act like you're not going to be doing the same thing as soon as you get upstairs," my mom says as she crosses the foyer, thank goodness in a robe, and goes into the kitchen. She doesn't make it all the way though; she takes a few steps backward into the foyer and smiles at Mercedes.
"Young Miss Jones is that you?"
"Hey Mama J," Mercedes says as she walks over to my mom and hugs her.
I'm about to protest because I think I know where my mom's face and hands just were but then she looks at me over Mercedes' shoulder with that ever knowing mom look like she knows what we just did in our cars a few minutes ago and I shut my mouth. I've learned some things about my mom since she got rid of my sperm donor. The Judy Fabray that was married to my father was a cowering, dominated woman. The Judy Fabray that's hugging my girlfriend right now is much like the Judy Fabray that people tell me existed before my father. A quick tongued spit fire that wouldn't think twice about slapping the taste out of the mouth of anyone that even thought about saying something against someone she loved. And I am my mother's daughter. When Puck and I were having our anger issues in high school would you believe my mom is who introduced us to fight club. I didn't get how she even knew about such a thing back then, but I understand now. Even with that fact though, I highly doubt she'd appreciate hearing anything about my fight club activities of the past two years.
"It's about time Quinn," Ms. P. says as she leans against the door frame between the foyer and the living room.
"Yeah theme of the night, I know," I grumble as I roll my eyes at the snickers and giggles that follow.
"You should get some ice for your cheek Q," Sam says.
"Finally got some sense knocked into you I see," Mom says.
"Ha ha, I'll ice it in the morning," I shrug my shoulders as I answer because seriously do they really expect me to go to my room and sleep when Mercedes is lying right next to me.
"As fun as the day has been with you all, we'll see you in the morning," Tina says as Brittany leads her upstairs.
"Goodnight girls," Ms. P. says with a wink at Tina.
"It will be," Brittany replies over her shoulder.
An outsider might think it weird that we're so comfortable with our and each other's parents, but for us it's just the dynamic we have. With the exception of Sam who moved here when we were in high school, we've all known each other since we were babies and our parents recognize that we're grown now and we're going to do grown folks things, plain and simple. As long as we were safe and responsible they were okay.
Santana, Rachel, Puck, and Sam head upstairs soon after. While Puck is passing my mom he whispers something to her and she smiles at him.
"I wouldn't dream of it Noah," Mom replies as she stops his mom from slapping the back of his head. I can guess what he said and it makes me smile. Puck loves my mom, but he's always been very protective of his own.
"Am I to expect the same talk from you?" Ms. P. asks as my mom pulls her into a hug.
I still feel the urge to gag because I know they're both naked under their robes, but seeing them happy together makes me smile.
"No ma'am. I know you're a good person and my mom's a big girl. I'm glad you make each other happy." They both smile at me and my lady kisses my cheek.
"Lock up and set the alarm for me before you two go upstairs," Mom says.
"We will," Mercedes reassures her.
Is it weird that I'm nervous now? I mean yeah we just had a quickie, and it was awesome, but now's the show. My stomach feels like it did our first time and I guess in a way this is our first time all over again. Before I know it I'm standing in semi darkness and Mercedes is shaking me out of my thoughts. When I look at her she has a knowing smile on her face and she tells me to calm down and set the alarm. My ears are again assaulted by hearing my mom and Ms. P. and I run past her upstairs as she laughs at me. I'm so glad Mom's room is on the first floor and I'm on the third. As I pass the second floor I notice three of the doors are closed, which means Santana and Rachel left me and Mercedes alone on the third floor. There's loud music coming from their floor too; probably Puck and Tina's rooms. San and Rachel could care less about who hears them.
I'm sitting on my bed when Mercedes walks in. I watch her as she closes and locks my bedroom door. Everything about her is so perfect I really can't help but stare; she's definitely still thick where it counts.
"See something over here you like?" she asks as she leans against the door.
"No. I see someone I absolutely love." Yeah it sounds sappy, but it's the truth.
"Does your cheek still hurt?" she asks as she starts to walk over to me.
"Not really, it'll be swollen in the morning but I'll be fine," I answer.
I find myself in a somewhat trancelike state watching her walk over to me. I snap out of it when she straddles my lap.
"Hi," she says.
"Hi," I answer back.
And yeah, definitely feels like our first time because I wasn't too smooth with the words then either. My actual first time wasn't even a big deal to me; but it's different with Mercedes, it always has been.
"I missed you." Her voice is soft as she runs her fingers through my hair.
"I missed you too. I'm so sorry I hurt you," I reply and she smiles at me.
"I already forgave you." She leaves me no room to say anything else because she takes her tank top off and throws it across the room. She's wearing a red lacy bra and it's really hard for me to keep my eyes on her face now.
"O-okay," I can't help but stutter. That's what she does to me; reduces me to a horny boneless mass that can't speak to save my life.
"Now you get to make it up to me."
The lust in her voice is undeniable and all I can hear is blood rushing through my ears as I lean forward and kiss her. The softness of her lips never ceases to amaze me. It's not long before she allows my tongue entrance and we both moan as the kiss deepens. I hold her close to me and she wraps her legs around my waist as I stand. I turn us around and walk to the middle of my bed on my knees. I lay her down and settle between her legs.
"I think we're both wearing too many clothes," I say when our lips separate to take in some much needed air. I quickly strip down to just my boy shorts then I take off her jeans. I think my heart skips a few beats when I look at her. The thong she's wearing match her bra and the red color looks so good against her skin. But I still can't shake my nerves.
"Why do you look so nervous?" she asks. Should've known she'd pick up on that.
"I feel … I feel like I don't really know what I'm doing."
"If you didn't know what you were doing do you think you would've been able to do what we did earlier?"
"Things happen in the heat of the moment…" I shrug and start to answer but she rises up and cuts me off with a kiss.
"Stop thinking so much," she whispers against my lips.
I go to reach for the lamp on my nightstand and she stops me and pulls me back into a kiss. Our bodies settle together as the kiss deepens. It's familiar and new all at the same time. I unhook her bra as I kiss her neck and only pull away to remove it completely from her body. I take a moment to admire the view before showering her chest with kisses. I bring my hands up and gently massage both of her soft breasts as I kiss the small space between them. Her breath hitches when my tongue starts to circle her areola and she moans when I take a hardened nipple into my mouth. I love her nipples, they're plump and oh so suckable. I switch to the other so it doesn't feel neglected and I feel her fingers in my hair when I take a nipple between my teeth and gently pull. I would continue but I can feel the slight pressure she's putting on my head; pushing me down to where she wants me.
I continue my journey down her body feeling the muscles of her abdomen quiver as I kiss around her belly button. I place a kiss right above her panty line before hooking my fingers around the hem of her thong and sliding it off and tossing it to the floor. Seeing how wet she is for me makes me light-headed. I don't realize that I'm staring until I notice her fingers making slow circles around her clit. I let my eyes travel up her body; her other hand is currently busy massaging her breast and her head is turned to the side. I continue to watch as her hips begin to move in time to the rhythm of her fingers and she begins to moan with her bottom lip trapped between her teeth. Her eyes are half closed and kind of out of focus but I can tell; she's watching me watching her and it is the sexiest fucking thing I've ever seen. I grab her hand and suck her juices from her fingers before moving back up her body.
"That's supposed to be my job," I say as I nip her bottom lip.
"Well, you said you weren't sure what to do. I figured you'd appreciate a refresher coou-rsse," she moans the end of her reply when I press my thigh against her clit.
"Tell me what you want," I whisper into her ear and run my tongue along its shell.
"Your tongue," she chuckles, "she's missed your special attention if you couldn't tell." I can't help but moan at that.
"Your wish is my command," I say as I rise up to my knees.
She gives me a somewhat inquisitive look and I smile at her and pull her up with me. I reposition us so I'm on the bottom and when she straddles my waist I pull her up. She smiles at me when she figures out what I want. I love when she sits on my face; it's one of my favorite positions with her. As soon as she's situated I go to work. Usually I'd tease her a bit, but I have two years to make up for, I don't have time for teasing.
She hisses when I flatten my tongue and lick from her opening to her clit. I repeat the action and she tangles her fingers in my hair. I'm kind of glad I kept that short cut from senior year; I love the feeling of her gripping my hair during sex. She starts to move her hips when my tongue circles her clit. Okay, maybe a little teasing is in order.
"Quinn," she half moans half whines my name and I can't deny her plea.
I pull her hips even closer to my face and close my lips around her clit. Her grip on my hair tightens as I increase the pressure on her bundle of nerves. The sounds coming out of her mouth are music to my ears and they are seriously making my pussy throb. I wasn't going to but I can't help myself; she sounds too fucking sexy right now and I'm aching. I slide one of my hands down my abdomen and into my boy shorts. I'm surprised to feel how wet I am and I moan when my fingers circle around my clit creating vibrations against her that her moans tell me she likes. Next thing I know her hand is around my wrist and she's pulling it up to her mouth and sucking my fingers clean.
"That's not allowed. You're … mmmm … supposed to be … ohh fuck." Her words turn into moans and her eyes slip shut as I start to swirl my tongue around her clit.
Thank you Rachel Berry. Rachel left one of her google searches open on her laptop one day when we were in high school and San and I happened to see the title of a book of, let's say special tricks, one could do to orally please their girlfriend. And yeah, we bought it studied it then put said techniques to work; and yeah, they worked.
I don't have to do too much work applying pressure now because Mercedes is riding my tongue like a pro. From the grip she has on my hair I know she's almost there so; tilt of my head here.
"Ooohh."
Flip and twirl of my tongue there.
"Oohh shhiitt."
Twist just to right here.
"Quiii…"
Tornado T and suck.
"Fuuck Quiinnn!"
That one almost always does it. Her hips jerk as she cums in my mouth. I slide my tongue inside her heat as she rides out the rest of her orgasm. She rests against the headboard as I move from beneath her. I place small kisses on her upper back and shoulders as she tries to catch her breath. When she leans back into me I wrap my arm around her waist. She tries to push back but I keep her against the headboard.
"Got your memory back then?" She giggles as she reaches back and tangles her fingers in my hair.
"Guess you could say that. I missed you." I whisper against her neck. She turns her face towards me and I know she's about to say something but I kiss her before she can.
"I'm right here, you don't have to miss me anymoo-oore."
Her breath hitches when I enter her from behind with two fingers. She's so wet I can't help but moan as my fingers move in and out.
"Oohhh … mmmm ... I've missed you too baby … shhiitt more … oh fuck."
Her moans get louder when I add another finger and pick up the pace. I use my hips to put more force into each thrust. Her hand tightens in my hair as I feel her walls begin to flutter around me. Her body starts to get rigid and she holds her breath as her orgasm starts.
"I love you." I really hope she can feel how much.
"Quinn," she barely whispers my name as she melts all over my hand.
I lay her down when her body stops shaking and kiss her softly as I try to ignore the, almost painful now, ache between my legs.
Mercedes' P.O.V.
Not to be repetitive to say I've missed Quinn, but fuck I've missed Quinn. I can count on one hand the number of other people I've been with and not a single one of them could ever compare to Quinn. The things she does with her tongue are just … mmm words can't explain it. I think I've missed our connection the most. Every kiss, every touch tells me without words how much she loves me.
It hurt like hell to listen to everything my mom told me about what she's been doing for the past couple of years. Thank God for Tina and Brittany; I think I owe them a shopping spree or something. If I would've lost her … I don't even want to think about it. She's not going to fall into any of that shit again if I have anything to say about it.
I love the small kisses she's giving me right now. They're soft, but desperate. I know she needs a release, but I'm gonna have a little fun first. I flip us over so I'm on top. She moans softly when I slide my hand down her body and cup her sex; she's literally soaking wet.
"I don't think you need these anymore," I whisper into her ear before shifting so I can pull her boy shorts off.
They end up somewhere on the floor as I spread her legs a bit and take a very slow lick from her opening to her clit. Her jaw slackens and she tenses. I can practically hear her body screaming at me to continue, but I think she can wait a little bit more. I slide up her body and wrap one of her long legs around my waist and press against her. She moans loudly when our clits meet. She tries to grind against me but I hold her hips steady. I can see the question in her eyes before she voices it.
"Not until I tell you to." It takes her a moment but she nods in understanding. This is my show now, and she knows she can't do anything about it. I start slow, almost like a soft caress of our hips and her hands tangle in my hair as we kiss.
"Who's been in my bed?" it's almost a whisper, but I know she hears me. She's not answering fast enough so I pull my hips away from her and hold hers down so she can't reach up.
"Nooo baby please don't stop." Ladies and gentleman, may I introduce sex-starved needy Quinn.
"Answer my question." I peck her softly on her lips before she shakes her head.
"No one baby, no one," she manages to get out. I see her eyes flutter as I continue our slow grind.
"Are you sure?" I know she's telling the truth; I just can't resist teasing her right now.
"Yes baby, I promise … oh God … I never brought annnyyy of them home."
She's starting to pant and moan louder and it does nothing but spur me on. I move my hips faster, riding hard, testing her to see if she'll break.
"You feel so fucking good baby … soo fucking wet … oh God I'm gonna cum … oh Quinn…"
My dam breaks a little before I expected. My body jerks and my head is thrown back, mouth open in a silent scream as I convulse against her. I collapse on top of her and rest my head on her shoulder while I try to catch my breath. It doesn't take me long and I turn my head so I can kiss her neck. When I start to move against her again her moans are mixed with whimpers and sobs. Her eyes are starting to water when I kiss her swollen lips. My mouth blazes a trail down her body. She grips the sheets when I suck on the sensitive skin at the crease of her thighs.
"Ohh fuck," she grinds out when my lips are around her clit. The taste of our juices mixed together makes me moan. She starts to tremble at the sensation the vibrations give her.
"Merrccy … pleassee." I really do love the way sex-starved needy Quinn begs.
"Ohh God!" She throws her head back into the pillow when I enter her with three fingers. I quickly find her special spot and curl my fingers into it. She's starting to clamp around my fingers; I know she won't last much longer.
"Let go baby, cum for me." Her fingers tangle in my hair, forcing me to put more pressure on her sensitive clit.
"OOHHH FUCK MERRCEEEDESSSS … OOHHHH YYYYEEEESSSSSSS…"
Mmm, damn … it's been way too long since I've made her scream like that.
"OOHHHHH GOOODDDDDD … MMMMMMMM … AAAHHHHHH … BAABBBYYYY…"
I'm sure I'm going to have some bruising on my scalp in the morning, but I could care less. Quinn's pussy has a death grip on my fingers and it kind of hurts, but I'm okay with that.
"AHHHHH FUUCCCKKK … OOHH GOODDD MMERRRRCCYYYYY!"
Her back's arched off the bed and her head is thrown back. Her voice is silent now, but her body is still shaking.
After several more minutes she relaxes and I free my fingers from her core. I lick them clean then place a few small kisses on her thighs. There's a huge wet spot underneath her now and yeah, it totally strokes my ego knowing I'm the one that did that to her. Tiny shivers are still rolling through her body when I straddle her waist. I lean down and kiss her softly as her hands slowly come up to wrap around my waist.
"I missed you," she whispers.
"I missed you too baby." And yeah, I really have.
She turns us over so I'm on my back and then she pulls a blanket over us. She lays her head on my chest and puts an arm around my waist and holds me tight. My arms are just as tight around her as we settle in for the night.
Quinn's P.O.V.
Content. That's the only word that can scratch the surface of what I'm feeling right now. I love this woman and I meant what I said; I'm never letting her go again. I know we still have things to work on and there are bound to be more arguments in the future, but in the end; it's always gonna be me and my baby.
"You're thinking to loud," she whispers and I can't help but smile.
"I'm sorry baby, I'm just really happy. I'll go to sleep now."
"Thank you."
"I love you Mercy."
"I love you too Qpid; goodnight."
"Goodnight love."
Yeah, me and my girl against the world, and I wouldn't have it any other way.
A/N: I know this took much longer than I thought it would to finish; thank you all for reading and Bliss, I truly hope you enjoyed it.