A/N: This is the last chapter guys! Thanks for the following and the reviews! I hoped you enjoyed the frustrating ride and are quite satisfied by the end of this. If not, feel free to check out my other stories (no shame, I'm still moving over some smutty goodness)
Quinn woke up and the first thing she realized was that she was laying down flat on a bed that didn't feel like hers. She propped herself up and looked around. Oh, I am in Rachel's room. She turned her head to look at the clock. 6:00.
Shit. I fainted. I fainted in Rachel's room before she could even finish that song. What is wrong with me?
"Hey, you're awake now."
Quinn turned to see Rachel sitting at her desk with her books opened. She just nodded; she couldn't think of anything to say. How could she possibly explain herself to Rachel?
Rachel stood up and walked over to sit next to Quinn on the bed. "People have different reactions to my singing. Usually they are awestruck and/or speechless. But you took it to a new level with the whole fainting thing. Was my singing that good?" she joked.
The blonde lost her ability to speak with Rachel's change in clothes. The shorts were still revealing her sexy legs but her shirt was replaced with a cami that dipped a little too low that even the light sweater didn't do much to hide her chest.
"Don't worry, you're not bleeding," Rachel continued as Quinn hovered her hand over her nose. "I took care of it, considering some of it ended up on my floor." She leaned closer to the blonde, who shifted back against the headboard. "My question though, Quinn Fabray, is that: are you having naughty thoughts about me?"
Quinn's face instantly flared to the question. "No! Of course not! Geez, Berry! Don't be that conceited to think that would happen!"
Rachel gave out a laugh before crawling onto the bed. Her hands and knees dipping the bed slightly as she moved towards the blonde, who retreated further against the headboard.
"So, are you saying that, if I did this," Rachel slowly unzipped her sweater and dropped it slowly onto the ground. Quinn couldn't escape. "That doesn't make you...hot? Or how about this?" She moved her hands to both sides of her breasts and brought them together.
Quinn bit her lip. "God, Berry, you should just stop before you embarrass yourself. I do not have dirty thoughts about you," Quinn denied. She can't lose. A Fabray does not lose easily. But she could feel the temperature in her body rising everywhere that she just wanted to get out of her clothes.
"Really?" Rachel made it seem like Quinn wanted a challenge.
Oh. Goddamnit, I want her right now.
Rachel crawled up the bed with a predatory expression on her face as Quinn shifted to bring her legs together. She smirked as she was hovering over the blonde's body, her knees on either side of Quinn's hips.
Quinn resisted the urge to look at Rachel; she forced herself to look anywhere but.
"So, why aren't you pushing me away, Quinn?" Rachel whispered as she placed both of her hands on the headboard, trapping Quinn. She slowly dropped herself on Quinn and began straddling the blonde.
"Because, I just lost some blood and it's going to take me a bit of time to recover," Quinn responded lamely.
"Are you sure? Because I am sure there are ways that I can help you...get rid of those nosebleeds." The blonde bit her lip so hard that she knew if her nose didn't bleed, her lip would. "You know what they say about fantasies?" Quinn let out a soft sigh before shaking her head. "They can become realities."
Rachel leaned right in, bringing her lips to Quinn and tasting the blonde. Quinn froze at first with her eyes widened.
Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy?
The brunette could feel Quinn, frozen underneath her as she kissed the blonde. Nevertheless, she pressed on, dropping sweet kisses onto Quinn's lips and bringing her body closer.
Fuck it.
Quinn began to kiss back. It felt good as Rachel kissed her and she really had thought she was just dreaming. She placed her hands on Rachel's hips and pulled her closer.
Rachel flicked her tongue against Quinn's bottom lip, seeking an entrance. She gripped the headboard to her bed tightly as Quinn allowed her to taste inside of her mouth. The sound of Quinn moaning loudly encouraged the brunette to fiercely kiss her.
Both of them pulled away from each other to breathe.
"So, what was this about not having any dirty thoughts about me?" Rachel breathed out as she slowly brought her hands to Quinn's taut stomach.
"You have no idea, how long I've wanted to do that. Among plenty of other things," Quinn returned with a smirk on her face. Her heart pounded inside of her as she still tried to see the reality in the situation.
Rachel gleamed as she saw the predatory look on Quinn's face now. Her hazel eyes suddenly turned dark with arousal as she bit her lip and thought of what to do next.
"What else did you think of, now that you've stopped denying it?" Rachel asked with her annoying Rachel-esque tone.
The blonde didn't answer and moved her hands to Rachel's back. She held tightly and crashed their lips together. The hunger was evident as Quinn pressed Rachel tightly to her and softly bit at her bottom lip. This time, the blonde's tongue was pressing for an entrancing, forcing both of them to fight for dominance.
Quinn sat up straight and savored the sensation of Rachel's burning crotch against hers. She moved down to Rachel's neck sucking and licking, switching between longing and desire. Rachel moaned as Quinn worked against her neck and began rolling her hips.
The blonde gasped at the movement but continued to kiss Rachel. Her hands roaming all over Rachel's body before finding the hem of her tank top. She slid her hands up slowly and felt Rachel's body quiver to the touch. Screw it. She pushed the tank top off and threw it across the room.
The cool air tickled Rachel's body as she pulled herself from Quinn's lips. Quinn took in the view of Rachel's body once more: the firm stomach, the round breasts, the even tan. She let out an unconscious growl before lifting the smaller girl slightly.
Rachel squeaked at the movement and felt her back bounce against her bed. She shifted her legs and felt Quinn settle right between them.
"Tell me, if you want me to stop," she breathed out huskily as she kissed Rachel firmly again. She moved back down to her neck to her collarbone, sucking it hard knowing that she'd leave a mark. Rachel responded with a moan as Quinn continued.
"Don't even-think-about-stopping," Rachel said trying hard to breathe. She grabbed a handful of blonde locks before running her hand through it freely.
The clasp to her bra suddenly freed itself and before she even fathomed how Quinn managed to get it off so quickly, it landed in a different end of the room.
Quinn paused for a moment, only to take in the true form of Rachel's breasts. Her thoughts were no where near perfection to the true image before her. She smirked before diving in, her hands wanting to touch and feel, the softness and roundness of Rachel's breasts.
Rachel bit her tongue to the touch before letting out an elongated moan as Quinn sucked her nipple and used her other hand to pinch it slightly. She could feel the blonde's teeth raking her breasts with desire. Her tongue swirled around a couple of times before sucking down hard; Quinn worked her way to alternate between the two.
The smaller girl could feel herself getting wetter as Quinn worked her body. She grabbed onto Quinn tightly and wrapped her legs around the blonde's waist. Her hands gripped onto Quinn's shoulder blades tightly.
I wish I did this earlier. God, she tastes so good. Quinn ran her tongue along the swells of Rachel's breasts carefully.
Rachel felt like she was losing her mind to every touch from Quinn. She let out another squeak when Quinn's hand suddenly appeared in her shorts. "Oh, god, Quinn," she moaned out as she threw her head back.
Quinn picked her head up and looked at Rachel again. No matter what, she is still beautiful. Rachel's hair was splayed like a fan under her and her hands were around Quinn's neck, beckoning her to continue.
"Do you want this?" Quinn asked carefully. Her hand twirling Rachel's curls gently. She felt Rachel's hip buck against her hand.
"Yes, please, yes," Rachel practically begged. The blonde smirked as she took in Rachel's plea. One fantasy fulfilled, Quinn thought as she kissed Rachel again.
Her lips didn't part as she ran a finger gently up and down Rachel's deeply wet slit. She almost couldn't believe how wet Rachel was as she teased the smaller girl. She held the swelling bud between her index and forefinger and pressed down with her middle finger.
Rachel almost screamed as Quinn did so. Her hands began to claw the back of Quinn's shirt that Quinn winced at the scratches that were going to appear. She pushed down against the blonde's hand and rocked her hips roughly. God, I swear if she doesn't do me right now, I am going to be seriously pissed off.
"I want you inside me, now," Rachel almost demanded, still feeling Quinn teasing at her clit with her fore and middle finger.
Quinn didn't faze to Rachel's demand, wanting her to keep begging. She pinched and pulled slightly, only getting groans that turned into growls.
"Quinn Fabray."
The sound of her name from Rachel's lips tugged a string in her heart. The sound of it begging, wanting, and needing Quinn.
Quinn brought their lips together and plunged a finger in. Rachel let out a moan as Quinn worked that finger alone. She felt the softness and the ease of entering the smaller girl as she curled and twirled her finger around.
Rachel gasped and pulled Quinn against her tightly, when she was caught off guard as Quinn added another finger. She groaned out loudly as Quinn pumped in and out of her.
"You feel so good," Quinn murmured against Rachel's hot neck before sucking at it. She split her attention between both pleasure points; her fingers working in and out while her thumb rounded her clit and her tongue lapping and licking her neck.
"Quinn," Rachel breathed out heavily. She rocked her hips against Quinn's hand. "Don't stop."
The blonde nodded as she sucked hard against her neck. A mark was sure to form to her pleasure. One more.
Rachel let out a melodious scream as Quinn entered a third finger and began using all three fingers in unison. They gently explored Rachel's tightening walls and felt the warm quiver. When Quinn curled them all and pushed further in, Rachel lost it completely.
The brunette ready to let out another scream but was silenced with Quinn's lips. Quinn wanted to take in that pleasuring sound as Rachel came apart underneath her.
Rachel's hips bucked for a few more moments as she rode out her orgasm. She could still feel Quinn's lips against hers as she screamed and moan. When she finally came back down, she could only see stars.
"That was-," Rachel couldn't even form words. I am speechless.
"Amazing?" Quinn supplied as she withdrew her fingers from Rachel's hot shorts. Rachel could only nod as the blonde propped herself with one arm. Her free hand, slightly damp, running up and down Rachel's stomach once more.
"How long have you thought about doing that?" Rachel managed to ask as she turned her head to face the blonde.
"Awhile and plenty of times," she responded. She bit the bottom of her lip and leaned in to kiss Rachel. She wanted to make sure that she wasn't dreaming or having a fantasy. "Are you ready?"
"What?" Rachel was shocked at the question.
Quinn nodded and moved herself in between the brunette's legs again. She tugged gently at the elastic bands of Rachel's shorts. "You have no idea, how many times I've thought about you," she dropped her voice. The dark eyes returned, only causing Rachel's heart to skip.
The brunette complied and lifted her hips so that Quinn could remove the last article of clothing from her. Quinn glowed as she pressed her hand gently at either sides of Rachel's thighs, pushing them apart.
"Never wear short shorts in gym again," Quinn demanded as she kissed at Rachel's stomach; she shivered at the touch. "You have no idea how much I've wanted to see you do this." She pushed Rachel's legs further apart.
She lowered her head and took in Rachel's scent. Her mind almost went out of control with intoxication. She took one more glance at Rachel who was staring at her timidly and unsure.
Without a question or ounce of rational though, Quinn dove in. She took in the swelling bud in and sucked it before easing it between her teeth. Rachel instant bucked to the touch and struggled to refrain from screaming, only releasing groans.
The blonde worked her way up and down Rachel's clit. Her tongue tasting and lapping between quickly and slowly. She raked her teeth gently against the sensitive flesh.
Quinn knew that Rachel would come apart sooner than before. She's barely done riding the last one. She flicked her tongue out several times at Rachel's entrance. The wetness remained, allowing the blonde to taste her.
Rachel reached down and ran her hand through Quinn's hair. She wanted Quinn so badly; she almost pushed the blonde further into her. She could only bite on her bottom lip as Quinn worked her body down there. Again, Quinn caught her off guard, entering her without a prelude. She felt the blonde's tongue work its way inside of her.
Quinn swirled her tongue all around the inside of Rachel. She lifted Rachel's legs up to get a better entrance. She felt Rachel's heels rest gently on her back as she continued slide her tongue in and out and all over.
The brunette was tensing with each minute passing. Her walls were getting tighter and tighter as Quinn worked her way in. She let out another scream that Quinn could only savor, as the blonde worked her way in deep.
The orgasm crashed over her like another wave and Rachel dug her heels into Quinn's back as she clenched the bed sheets underneath her with all of her strength. She threw an arm over her face to try and steady herself.
Quinn wiped her chin of the girl and slid herself up Rachel's body before she began nipping at the smaller girl's neck. She tasted so good. Really? Why didn't I do this earlier?
"Quinn," Rachel moaned out as she felt Quinn still nipping at her neck. She felt like she had just fallen off a roller coaster and the air was rushing against her body.
"Hmm?" Quinn moved up to nibble at Rachel's earlobe.
"How do you have so much energy?"
"Weeks of pent up sexual frustration that you caused." I am done hiding it. This is just too good.
The brunette let out a tired laugh as she turned to look at the blonde. She took in the satisfied look on Quinn's face and smiled. The primal look the blonde had earlier dissipated to sheer pleasure. She kissed Quinn gently.
She slowly felt the sensation return to her legs as she sat up. Quinn gave the brunette a raised eyebrow to the sudden movement.
"That's all that you've wanted to do to me." Rachel said, her eyes filling with the dark desire as she straddled Quinn again. "Now it's my turn."
The next day, Quinn returned to school bruised, scratched, and sore all over her body. She got to her locker and placed her books inside before Santana approached her with Brittany.
"Uhm, ew," Santana greeted as she stared with disgust at Quinn. "I am assuming you finally got to play out your fantasies about doing Rachel Berry."
Quinn let a slight blush creep up her neck as she nodded.
"Finally!" Brittany jumped up with joy.
Santana wrinkled her nose in disgust but patted Quinn on the back. "Good job." Quinn winced at the touch, earning another disgusted look from Santana.
The pair walked away as they saw Rachel approach. Brittany congratulated Rachel, while Santana just simply nudged the blonde away with her pinky.
"You're glowing," the shorter girl stated. Her neck was filled with dark marks that couldn't be hidden.
"You're glowing," Quinn repeated as she admired her handy work. She shut her locker and pulled Rachel in with one arm. "You wanna go somewhere a little more private?" she whispered.
"What-what's your f-fan-ta-ta-sy?" Rachel sang as she pulled Quinn into the supply closet.
fin