A/N: First fanfic for Faberry week 2013!
Theme: Blind Date
Title: Love At First Touch
Rating: M
Enjoy :)
"I can't believe I let you two talk me into a blind date." Rachel said with a sigh as she focused on her work.
"Oh will you relax? It will be great!" Kurt assured, leaping up onto the island counter behind her.
"Yeah you're being just a little bit dramatic about this." Brittany said with a smile, leaning against the counter next to Kurt.
"That's my job! I'm an actress!" Rachel said with a dramatic wave of her hand, her eyes never leaving the dough she was flattening with a rolling pin.
"What are you even making anyway?" Kurt asked as he nibbled on a cookie she had made earlier.
"Apple pie." She answered simply.
"Oh I'm sorry, let me know when Uncle Sam gets home hmm?" Kurt teased, earning him a dishcloth being thrown at his face.
"Why are you baking so much Rachel?" Brittany asked.
"I bake when I'm bored…or nervous…or when I have company coming over." She stated.
"Basically you bake whenever you're not singing, dancing or acting or scouring the Barbra Streisand fan page." Kurt said. "That's all you do, bake, sing and fangirl."
"That and drink coffee." Brittany added.
"I fail to see your point here guys." Rachel said, slightly annoyed.
"This is why we set you up on the date, you need a little flare in your life, some loving!" Kurt enthused.
"I get enough loving." Rachel protested.
"Rachel a dog does not count." Kurt dismissed.
"Not that Tux isn't cute." Brittany put in. Upon hearing his name, the black and white five month old Husky walked into the kitchen and sat down next to Rachel, waiting quietly and expectantly. She smiled down at him, wiped her hands of the flour that stained them and ruffled his fur a little.
"You don't think I need any more loving do you Tuxedo?" she asked him in a baby-voice and he swiped his tongue at the tip of her nose, causing her to scrunch it up and giggled. "Of course not!"
"This is painful to watch." Kurt shook his head as Rachel gushed over her dog.
"Then buzz off." Rachel said. Kurt rolled his eyes.
"Come on, Rachel, this date will be good, especially since you've decided you're more on the gay side of bi." Kurt shrugged. Rachel scoffed.
"Not my fault men are total pigs." She said before returning her attention to the dog. "Except you baby! You're a good boy for mommy!"
"You just need to give this girl a chance Rachel." Brittany said. "I know her…kind of…she's really sweet."
"How do you know her again?" Rachel asked, standing up and retrieving a dog treat for Tuxedo, she held it up at him with a smile and he stood up on his hind legs. She threw it lightly at his mouth and he caught it in his mouth, chomping on it loudly. She went over to the sink and washed her hands again before returning to her dough.
"She's a friend of Santana's." Brittany shrugged. "She's totally hot."
"Then you go out with her." Rachel rolled her eyes.
"I can't, I'm with San. Though, they are a lot alike." Brittany mused. Rachel's eyes went wide.
"Oh my God I'm going on a date with a serial killer." Rachel groaned.
"No she's a photographer, I don't even know if she liked cereal." Brittany corrected. Kurt scoffed back a laugh and patted Brittany's shoulder.
"That's not what she means honey, she's just being a drama queen again." Kurt said with a smile.
"Oh." Brittany frowned.
"What on Earth would make you think I would want to go out with Santana's doppelganger?" Rachel asked.
"She's not exactly like her, Rachel." Kurt said.
"And how do you know?" Rachel asked.
"I met her when Britt and I went to get coffee once last week while walking Tuxedo." Kurt shrugged.
"Which is when you suggested this insanity to me." Rachel waved off.
"She's a very nice girl Rachel, and she's blonde, didn't you say you preferred blonds?" Brittany asked with a smile.
"I did." Rachel surrendered.
"Then what's the problem?" Kurt asked.
"I'm nervous okay? This is my first date with a woman." Rachel shrugged.
"Oh honey there's absolutely nothing to worry about!" Kurt reassured.
"What's her name again?" Rachel asked.
"Quinn Fabray." Brittany said. "She's a photographer for a magazine, she likes romantic comedies and she's a dog person."
"So you've already got an in with Tuxedo!" Kurt said with a smile. Rachel rolled her eyes.
"What's to say she doesn't have her own dog? I don't need Tux getting jealous." Rachel said.
"She doesn't, she wants one but her landlord has rules about pets. Unless they're caged she can't have any." Kurt said. "And she's already met Tux."
"What?" Rachel said, looking down at her dog. "You met her boy?"
"Yes because a five month old puppy has the ability to comprehend the English language." Kurt said sarcastically. Rachel rolled her eyes.
"He seemed to like her." Brittany shrugged.
"And she absolutely fell in love with him." Kurt added. Rachel sighed.
"Great, so literally everyone in this room but me has met the woman I'm going on a date with." Rachel groaned.
"Rachel. Come on, one date. What happened to the Rachel Berry who wasn't afraid of anything?" Kurt asked. Rachel let out an exasperated sigh.
"Fine. One date. Worst case scenario, I get murdered." Rachel shrugged non chalantly.
"She's not a serial killer!" Kurt dismissed.
"Yeah she likes toast!" Brittany assured.
"I can't believe you set me up on a blind date." Quinn grumbled.
"Get over it chica." Santana said.
"I don't even know the girl." Quinn complained.
"That's why we set the date up, to get to know each other." Santana said.
"You could have at least, like, I don't know, have us meet for coffee or something!" Quinn said. "But no you make dinner reservations. DINNER! This is going to be a disaster!"
"Will you shut the fuck up?" Santana demanded. "It'll be fine."
"Easy for you to say, you have a girlfriend." Quinn muttered.
"And you think that was an easy feat?" Santana asked. "I was a nervous wreck on our first date!"
"Yeah, something about red wine. God that was hilarious!" Quinn giggled.
"Hey!" Santana chastised, flicking a mushroom from her pizza at the blonde, who erupted into loud laughter. "God I hate you!"
"You love me." Quinn said when her laughter died back down to a giggle. "Who is this girl anyway?"
"One of Britt's friends." Santana shrugged. "You met Kurt right?"
"Yeah I met him outside of Starbucks. He has the cutest dog!" Quinn gushed.
"Black and white husky? Named Tuxedo?" Santana asked.
"Yeah god he's precious!" Quinn said.
"That's not Kurt's dog." Santana said.
"What?" Quinn said, slightly disappointed.
"Yeah. That's his roommate's dog, who also happens to be your date!" Santana said.
"No way!" Quinn said with a smile. "She likes dogs?"
"Totally." Santana shrugged.
"What does she do anyway?" Quinn asked, slightly interested.
"She's on Broadway. She's tiny but my God does she have a big voice!" Santana said. "And don't be worried about talking, she'll do enough of that for both of you."
"You're not really helping here S." Quinn said.
"Don't worry, listen I know I may be a bitch, and she knows that too, but she's a great girl really. I just give everyone a hard time, you know that." Santana admitted.
"Yeah, I do. But at least we'll have something in common to talk about." Quinn shrugged.
"The dog?" Santana asked.
"You being a bitch." Quinn shrugged with a shit eating grin, earning her another mushroom being plucked off of the pizza and tossed at her, getting stuck onto her nose and causing both girl to erupt in laughter.
Saturday night arrived far too quickly for both girls and they were nervous as all hell. Quinn was the first to arrive at the restaurant, naturally because she lived closer to it. But that didn't settle her nerves on being stood up. Santana decided to wait with her.
"She's not going to show up." Quinn said.
"She'll be here, Britt assured me." Santana said.
"S, I'm gonna get stood up!" Quinn said.
"You are not! Now chill!" Santana ordered.
"Okay look you have to help me out here okay?" Quinn asked.
"What do you want me to do about it?" Santana shrugged.
"Just…I don't know, I'll text you when she gets here and you wait like half an hour and call me okay? If the date's a bust I'll use it as an excuse to leave, say it's an emergency or something." Quinn said.
"Oldest trick in the book, but fine, if it'll stop you shaking like a chihuahua on crack, I'll do it!" Santana said.
"Thank you." Quinn breathed out.
"This is going to be a disaster." Rachel ranted.
"Rachel relax." Kurt said for the umpteenth time.
"She's going to hate me." Rachel said.
"She'll love you." Brittany dismissed.
"What if I talk to much? Or talk about myself too much? What if I bore her to death? Or what if I get bored to death because she doesn't talk about herself enough? What if-What if-"
"Rachel! Rachel!" Kurt cut her off. "Relax, just stay calm or you'll pass out into your soup!"
"Oh God what if something like that actually happens? What if I spill something on myself? Or her! Oh my God Kurt what if I spill something on something expensive!" Rachel ranted, eyes wide and heart thumping loudly.
"Salt and lemon juice. You know this." Kurt said. Rachel nodded wildly. "But you won't spill anything. You, Rachel Berry are the epitome of grace and poise. You'll be fine, just…I don't know if you feel yourself to nervous, pretend you're just acting out a date scene."
"Are you actually telling me to turn this date into a performance?" Rachel deadpanned.
"If push comes to shove, yes. If you feel like you're just too nervous or too bored just pretend it's improv. You'll be fine!" Kurt assured. Rachel took a deep breath and attempted to calm herself down.
"Okay. I can do this. It's just one date." Rachel said, mostly to herself. "But Kurt as soon as I get there I'm texting you and you have to call half an hour later okay? I want to have an escape route if it's a total bust!"
"Fine, fine." Kurt agreed with an eye roll. "But it's not going to be necessary."
"Are you so sure I can do this?" Rachel asked.
"Yes you can. Now Brittany just texted Santana to tell her to get out of there. She's waiting with her. You have a booth next to the window. She's blonde with hazel eyes." Kurt informed.
"She's already there?" Rachel asked.
"Yes. You'll be fine. Look you can't miss her okay? She'll be the stunning blonde sitting alone." Kurt said.
"Probably cursing me to all hell for being late." Rachel worried.
"Rachel, look at the time okay? You're both on time, she lives close to the restaurant." Kurt said.
"Yeah but in case everything goes really well, just remember that San and I are spending date night there, so you'll have to take her to your place." Brittany reminded.
"Don't worry Blaine and I are spending the night at his place so you'll have the place to yourself, except for Tux. Who's probably eating my socks as we speak…" Kurt trailed off in his own thoughts. Rachel smiled and rolled her eyes.
"Nothings going to happen, I like to think I have a bit more class than that thank you." Rachel said.
"We've got five minutes before we get there so just relax, breathe. Everything will be fine." Kurt said with a reassuring smile. Rachel nodded and did just that.
Santana looked at her phone as it beeped, signaling a text.
"Okay, Britt just texted me, she'll be here in five minutes. So just relax. I'm gonna go okay?" Santana said.
"Wait you can't just leave me here!" Quinn panicked.
"What do you want me to hold your hand throughout the date? That'll send the perfect message!" Santana scoffed. "You'll be fine Q!"
"I don't even know what she looks like!" Quinn said. "How will I know which one she is?"
"She's a short brunette with brown puppy eyes that can melt the polar ice caps if she looked at them long enough. Her nose is kind of distinguishable, don't worry, she'll find you." Santana assured. "Relax Q, do you really think I'd agree to something like this if you two weren't a good match?"
"Well…no…but-"
"So just trust me." Santana cut off before her friend went off on another tangent. "It'll be fine. I'll call you half an hour after she gets here okay? Just like we planned, now I'm getting out of here so I can get my date on with Britt Britt. See you, have fun!"
"Bye." Quinn said quietly. Santana gave her hand a quick, reassuring squeeze and then walked off. Quinn took a deep breath and waited for her date to get to the restaurant while trying desperately to ground herself to her seat and not bolt right out the door.
As promised, the cab pulled up to the restaurant five minutes later. Kurt got out of the cab and helped Rachel out. He led her to the door of the restaurant and then turned to face her.
"Okay, this is where I have to leave you. Are you okay?" Kurt asked. Rachel swallowed and nodded.
"Are you sure this place has vegan food?" she asked.
"That's exactly why we chose it." Kurt said. Brittany nodded to her. Rachel sucked in a deep breath.
"Okay. Don't forget to call me though!" she said. Kurt rolled his eyes again.
"I won't. Now go in there and wow her like I know you will!" Kurt smiled at her. Rachel nodded.
"Okay. You guys have fun on your dates." She said to them.
"And you have fun on yours." Kurt winked. She rolled her eyes at him and kissed him on the cheek.
"And remember, your place if anything gets hot and heavy okay?" Brittany reminded, she rolled her eyes again.
"I remember, but I don't jump into bed on the first date." Rachel reminded the blonde, who giggled, kissed Rachel on the cheek and gave her a tight hug before following Kurt back into the cab.
"Good luck!" Kurt called from the cab as the car pulled away, finally leaving Rachel alone. She took another deep breath, making a mental note to stop doing that before she hyperventilated, and walked into the restaurant. She looked around and saw a lot of couples sitting at almost all of the tables. She remembered what Kurt had told her about their table being a booth by the window and switched her attention to that area of the restaurant. She saw more couples, groups of three or four, and then her eyes glided over a blonde woman sitting on her own and looking out of the window. She couldn't see her eyes but she decided it would be worth a shot, seeing as she was the only person sitting alone at the moment. She took a deep breath and stepped up to the table.
"Quinn?" She asked softly, catching the blonde's attention. The other woman looked over to her and smiled.
"You must be Rachel." Quinn said softly. Rachel nodded.
"It's nice to meet you." Rachel held out a hand and Quinn shook it gently, gesturing to the other seat with her free hand. Rachel smiled at her and sat down across from her. "I'm sorry I'm late, not exactly the best first impression."
"Oh it's no problem. I know you don't live that close to here, don't worry about it." Quinn dismissed. Rachel smiled and finally summed up the courage to look the girl in the eyes. She was suddenly hit with the shocking truth of what Kurt had said, the girl's eyes were mesmerizing. Green with specks of gold. It was like looking at fine jewelery.
"So Santana tells me you're on Broadway? That must interesting." Quinn said with a smile, creating a glint in her eyes that Rachel just found incredible.
"You know, it's fun, the cast ends up being your family and you get to lose yourself in performances, it's amazing, though you'll find people who let it go to their heads too much and will have to bring them back down to Earth every now and again." Rachel said with a shrug at the end of her sentence.
"You sound like you're speaking from experience." Quinn said with a giggle. Rachel smiled and nodded.
"I really don't want to bore you with my backstage mishaps." Rachel chuckled.
"Please, I always wanted to know what it was really like behind the scenes." Quinn said with a smile. "So who was it that you had to bring back down to Earth?"
"Okay, so I'm starring in the revival of Funny Girl, and some of the actors there are already big shots, I myself am making my debut on opening night, but the actor playing Nick Arnstein is a total diva! He refuses to show up on time and thinks everyone else is below him, so by default he thinks he owns the whole show." Rachel explained.
"That sounds fun." Quinn said sarcastically, causing Rachel to let out a giggle. "So how many times have you had to get the guy coffee because he refused to rehearse without it?"
"Oh God, don't remind me. The guy at Starbucks and I made up secret codes!" Rachel joked, Quinn giggled.
"So what happened?" Quinn asked again.
"He dared to critique my singing and I snapped." Rachel said. "My voice is like my treasure, and everyone in the cast and crew all say I'm an amazing singer, he's the only one who doesn't, for obvious reasons. So one day he's going off on a tangent about how I should be thankful to get to work with him and blah blah blah. I snap. I tell him to get off of his high horse before I knock him off and he's never been able to look me in the eyes ever since."
"Nice." Quinn says with a nod of approval.
"What about you though? You're a photographer right? Any diva models?" The brunette asked.
"Oh God. Diva models. Diva managers. Diva magazine editors. My life is diva central." Quinn shrugged. Rachel giggled. "But it's all good, I mean, I had plenty of training back in high school."
"What do you mean?" Rachel asked.
"I was head cheerleader. And the coach was a total maniac. So basically it was like she was the general and I was her second in command. I had to keep all the other cheerleaders in line, which was no easy feat." Quinn said.
"Hmm, must have been popular huh?" Rachel said.
"Yeah, but it's not all it's cracked up to be, it's fun being able to part crowds like the red sea, but it gets annoying after a while. Having to look out for your image all the time, it gets annoying after a while." Quinn shrugged.
"I wouldn't know. I was more like the resident geek everyone used to pick on." Rachel shrugged. "They all used to say I was delirious, too ambitious and that I was setting myself up for failure."
"Starring in a Broadway production doesn't seem like that much of a failure to me." Quinn said, smiling warmly at the blonde.
"Damn right it isn't" Rachel said with a proud smile, picking off a piece of the bread rolls on the table and popping it into her mouth. Quinn giggled as the waiter came up to them.
"Good evening, I'm Marcus and I'll be your server for the night." The young man said as he handed them both menus. He pulled the little notebook out of his pocket along with a pen. "Can I get you anything to drink while you decide?"
"How about some wine?" Quinn asked, looking over to Rachel who smiled and nodded in agreement. Marcus showed her the wine list and they ordered their drinks while they looked at the menus.
"So you're a vegan right?" Quinn asked.
"Yep." Rachel answered with a smile.
"I'll have to remember that." Quinn said with a smile.
"And why is that?" Rachel asked.
"Well, if I'm going to be cooking for you I'll need to know what to use wouldn't I?" Quinn said, lifting her eyes to the brunette, who was smiling at her with a furrowed eyebrow.
"And when exactly are you going to be cooking for me?" Rachel asked.
"I was thinking maybe next week?" Quinn asked.
"Is this your was of asking me for a second date?" Rachel questioned.
"Too soon?" Quinn wondered.
"Well I have to say. The first date so far is going better than expected, so I wouldn't totally count out the possibility of a second." Rachel said. "And your way of asking is incredibly endearing so…I accept."
"And Santana says I don't have game." Quinn said.
"On the contrary, you have plenty of game. I'm not so easily impressed." Rachel shrugged, closing her menu and folding her hands under her chin. Suddenly her phone rang and her eyes went wide. "Umm, hang on a second let me get this."
"Sure." Quinn said with a smile.
"Hello?" Rachel said into the phone. "Mmhm…That sounds great Kurt, but I have to go. Yes. Bye Kurt, have a nice night."
Rachel hung up the phone and slipped it back into her purse with a shy smile towards Quinn, who smiled back at her knowingly.
"Let me guess, that was your escape route?" Quinn said, putting her menu down.
"What would make you say that?" Rachel feigned innocence. Quinn smiled at her and looked at her watch while she held up three fingers, then put one down, then the other, then pointed towards her purse as her phone began to ring. She shot Rachel another knowing smile and picked her phone up.
"Abort mission S, this date is going better than expected." She said into the phone.
"Oh thank God! I couldn't handle your single ass moping about all day." Santana said with a relieved sigh.
"Yeah. Thanks. I'll talk to you later." Quinn responded.
"Yo Q!" Santana said quickly.
"What?" Quinn said, smiling at Rachel who smiled back.
"Get some!" Santana ordered playfully into the phone and then hung up. Quinn rolled her eyes and put her phone back into her purse quickly.
"Sorry about that." Quinn said.
"Well at least we both agree we don't need to have an escape route." Rachel said with a smile and Quinn nodded.
"So. Tell me about that gorgeous Husky of yours." Quinn requested.
"His name's Tuxedo." Rachel said with a shy giggle.
"Cause of the black and white?" Quinn guessed.
"Cause of the black and white." Rachel confirmed. "Brittany had suggested naming him penguin but naming one animal after another might give him a complex."
"And naming him after an article of clothing won't?" Quinn asked with a giggle. "So how did you find him?"
"I was walking through the streets and I saw him in a pet shop window. I fell in love." Rachel shrugged.
"Dogs will do that to you though. Plus he has those gorgeous blue eyes." Quinn said.
"Don't remind me, that dog can get away with murder as long as he does this thing he does where he tips his head to the left and stick his tongue out and give me that look of pure innocence with those eyes!" Rachel gushed.
"I swear I was looking at him when I ran into Brittany and Kurt." Quinn said. "I just saw him and smiled and then I heard Brittany calling me and I used talking to them as an excuse to pet him."
"Yeah, I was at late rehearsals that day and couldn't take him for his walk." Rachel said. "Thank God for Kurt sometimes otherwise I might not even eat an actual meal at some point during the day."
Quinn giggled and nodded.
"Yeah. Sometimes all I want to do is crash onto the bed and go right to sleep, but thankfully Santana forces me to eat something. Though sometimes she experiments with cooking which scares me to death. Little bit of a warning: never let her make chili." Quinn advised.
"I'll take your word for that." Rachel said with a giggle as Marcus returned with their wine and took their food orders.
"So, what got you into photography?" Rachel asked.
"Well, I think it really happened when I was fifteen. My dad had gotten me a camera for my birthday and I started taking pictures in the park, nothing big. But then I started experimenting with angles and lighting and I realized that there are so many beautiful views in the world and I just love being able to capture them" Quinn mused. Rachel smiled at her and nodded in agreement. She could definitely understand the appeal. "In fact I always carry around my compact."
"Really?" Rachel asked.
Quinn nodded and looked her in the eyes, understanding just what Santana meant about melting under the brunette's gaze.
"There just always seems to be a moment where you see something and never want to look at anything else ever again." She said softly, getting lost in the brown-eyed girl's eyes.
"You seem like a very passionate person Quinn." Rachel mused.
"What is the point of a life without passion?" Quinn responded. "Passion is what drives us you see, some have a passion to capture what they see before them. Others have a passion to express themselves in their music, others to lose themselves in a role."
Rachel's heart swelled at the girl's words while she nodded in agreement.
"Then there are other passions." Quinn said softly.
"Such as?" Rachel said, not noticing how Quinn's hand shifted slightly closer to her on the table.
"The passion for touch. Human contact. It leaves a feeling that no camera can capture, no note can express. When you touch someone and there's a spark, chill move through you and that feeling can't ever be fully expressed. It's exhilarating." Quinn said, creeping her hand slowly towards the brunette's smaller one.
"Hmm…" Rachel hummed with a smile. "Something like that would require two people. A passion made for two, though they need to be right for each other, no?"
"Yes. And they can only know that when they feel that spark." Quinn said. Rachel found herself lost in the girl's eyes and allowed her hand to move closer to the blonde's.
"Have you found your passion partner yet, Quinn?" Rachel asked with a smile.
"Still looking, you?" she asked.
"Still looking." Rachel said. At that, Quinn moved her hand and let it come into contact with Rachel's and suddenly each of them felt what the blonde was talking about. As their skin brushed against each other they found that chills ran up from their hands to their spines and they allowed their fingers to intertwine on the table. Rachel found that the feeling took her breath away and Quinn was right, she was exhilarated.
"I see what you mean." Rachel hummed softly and Quinn smirked at her. They didn't speak and just looked each other in the eyes.
Their staring contest was only broken three minutes later when Marcus arrived with their food. They ate and continued their endless conversations and with each giggle, comment, touch and flirtatious gesture, both girls seemed to connect with each other just a little bit more. Ever since that one touch they couldn't keep their eyes and hands off of each other. They kept their hands attached and played with each other's fingers, rubbing their thumbs lightly over the back of each other's hands. If there was such a thing as hand sex, they were doing it.
Rachel found herself insanely attracted to the blonde. With each smile Quinn flashed her she couldn't help but notice the glint in her eyes. The soft caresses the blonde offered on her hand were tantalizing and Rachel just couldn't get enough. She wanted more, at the same time the intimacy of the gesture was enough for Rachel to indulge on. She felt a true mental connection with the blonde and it didn't take long for her to make her decision.
Quinn was completely enamored by the brunette sitting in front of her. Her eyes made her knees shake and she'd thank God she was sitting down at the time. She was worried that if she kept looking at her like that she'd mess up big time like Santana had done and spill their wine or something equally as disastrous. It was incredibly difficult for her to resist the girl and every time she switched the position of their hands to do something else like play with her fingers or trace the lines or her palm Quinn would close her eyes and take in the exhilaration of the new feeling. The girl's eyes and words and voice sent shivers through her spine and she was more than willing to go further with their evening. The only thing that held her back was the fact that she didn't want to push. It was their first date and they had only just met. She didn't want to seem too forward with the girl no matter how well that had gotten to know each other.
They were finishing their dessert and didn't even notice how late it had gotten. Rachel's phone rang once again and she frowned at the sound before checking to see who it is.
"It's my roommate again." She said.
"Answer it, I'm not going anywhere." Quinn said with a smile that made Rachel melt. She smiled back at the blonde before answering the call.
"Hello?" she said into the phone.
"I just wanted to make sure you were okay, how did the date go? Glad to see she's not a serial killer." Kurt teased.
"I'm actually still here." Rachel said.
"What? My, someone's having fun, first you waste your escape route and now you're still out with her!" Kurt said.
"Yeah. Well I have to go." She said fighting the urge to roll her eyes at her friend.
"Okay, I'm staying at Blaine's tonight, so you've got nothing holding you back from-"
"I know, Kurt. Thank you." Rachel cut him off. "I'll see you in the morning. Bye."
"Goodnight." Kurt sang into the phone before hanging up.
Rachel put the phone back into her purse and smiled at Quinn.
"Sorry, he's just checking on me." Rachel said.
"I did kind of hog you for most of the night." Quinn said with a smile.
"Oh please, it's no problem, he isn't even home right now, he's at his boyfriend's." Rachel explained.
"Okay I feel better now." Quinn teased.
"Good." Rachel said with a giggle. "So listen, I was wondering."
"Yeah?" Quinn said.
"I'm really enjoying tonight." Rachel said.
"I am too." Quinn agreed.
"So, it would be a shame if it ended here, no?" Rachel asked. Quinn quirked up her eyebrow.
"It would." Quinn indulged.
"So, what do you say we get out of here and go back to my place?" Rachel asked with a smile, biting her lip nervously. Quinn's eyebrows shot to her hairline at the question, not expecting the brunette to have the confidence to do what she didn't. Her lips grew into a smirk.
"I would love that actually." The blonde said, causing Rachel's smile to be fueled by happiness rather than her nerves. Quinn signaled for the check which came a minute later. Rachel reached for her purse while Quinn reached for the check to see the total.
"How much?" Rachel asked.
"For you? Nothing, this one's on me." Quinn said with a smile, pulling out her credit card, slipping it into the card pocket of the check booklet and handing it to Marcus before Rachel could even protest.
"You didn't have to do that I-" Rachel began.
"Shh. It's my pleasure." Quinn said with a wink, causing Rachel to swoon. A minute later Marcus was back with the receipt and as soon as Quinn signed it and got her card back, she grabbed Rachel by the hand and led her out of the restaurant. She hailed a cab while Rachel just seemed to be enamored by the blonde. Quinn looked back at her and smiled.
"What?" She asked. Rachel swallowed her fears, lifted herself up on her toes and crashed their lips together. Quinn let a moan escaped from her throat and the feeling of the girl's soft lips on hers. She lifted one hand up to the back of Rachel's neck as the kiss deepened. But the cab arrived before they could even enjoy it. The hopped in quickly and Rachel told him her address.
They arrived at her apartment fifteen minutes later. Rachel let Quinn walk in before her and the second the brunette closed the door she was turned around and slammed into it while a set of lips crashed onto hers. A moan escaped her throat and she let her hands thread through the taller woman's golden locks. She couldn't hold in the gasp when she felt a tongue brush against her bottom lip. She opened her mouth and allowed Quinn the access the so deeply desired, another moan escaping her throat when the blonde's tongue rubbed against her own and a short battle of dominance began between the two. Quinn couldn't resist, she grabbed the girl's wrists, prying her hands away from neck and keeping them up over the brunette's head against the door as she took over control of the situation. It was only when the need for oxygen became too much and their lungs began to burn that Quinn pulled away from the shorter girl. Rachel panted as she let her head fall back against the door. She looked into the beautiful hazel eyes that shone in the moonlit apartment and saw them full blown and filled with lust and desire.
"Bedroom?" she breathed out. Quinn nodded, words still unable to form into sentences. Rachel pulled her hands out of Quinn's grip and took her hand to lead her into the bedroom, closing the door behind her to keep a sleeping Tuxedo from waking up from his spot on the couch and deciding to join them. Quinn turned Rachel around and attached their lips once again. They moved, Rachel walking backwards, towards the bed and once Rachel felt the mattress hit the back on her legs she sat down and pulled Quinn down with her, their lips never losing contact as they kissed hungrily, passionately. Quinn's hands traveled down the back of Rachel's dress and to the zipper, sliding it down effortlessly and slipping her hands underneath the silky fabric. Rachel slipped her hands underneath the blonde's blouse and felt the firm ab muscles underneath it, letting out a soft moan at the feeling. She threw herself backwards onto the pillows and Quinn followed her. Once again they were in deep need of oxygen because they just couldn't get enough of each other's mouths. Quinn pulled back slightly but didn't break total contact as she began kissing down Rachel's jawline to her neck where she began nipping and sucking at the soft skin.
"Oh God." Rachel moaned out. "I…fuck…I…"
"You what?" Quinn muttered softly into her ear, going back to her ministrations on the brunette's neck.
"I don't usually do this…" Rachel breathed out.
"Do what?" Quinn asked.
"This…on the first date…oh wow." The brunette explained to the best of her ability.
"Well doesn't that make me feel special." Quinn whispered with a smirk before kissing and nipping at a spot just below Rachel's ear.
"You are-oh holy shit!" she moaned out at her soft spot being kissed like that.
"I'm what?" Quinn said with a soft giggle.
"There's…shit…there's something about you, I don't know what it is but…oh wow that's good…"Rachel trailed off, her eyes rolling to the back of her head. Quinn pulled back slowly, looking intently at the girl. Rachel opened her eyes and looked into the deep hazel pools above her.
"I know what you mean." Quinn said softly. "Since that first touch there was a connection, I wasn't the only who felt it, right?"
"You weren't." Rachel said, clearly and surely. Quinn took a deep breath as a smile crept across her face. She couldn't form a verbal response. So instead she let her lips meld together with Rachel's, lifting her neck to get a better hold on the kiss, refusing to let go until her lungs burned, and even then she wanted to see how long she could last without oxygen before she passed out into a coma of happiness. God she was cheesy. Rachel pulled back slightly and began kissing her jawline while she unbuttoned her blouse. Before Quinn could realize what was happening her torso was bare and her blouse was on the other side of the room and Rachel was on top of her. She snapped out of her daze and took action, slipping the brunette's dress off of her and tossing it away while Rachel fiddled with the zipper of her skirt. Quinn let out a soft chuckle and reached behind her to help Rachel undo the clasp of the skirt and all but rip open the zipper, she lifted her hips off the bed to let the shorter girl slip the skirt off and throw it behind her without a second look to see where it landed.
"Good God you're beautiful." She breathed out before attaching her lips to the blonde's neck once again.
"Oh wow." Quinn moaned as Rachel kissed over her neck and sucked on her pulse point. "You're good at this."
"You're one to talk." Rachel mumbled before going back to her ministrations. She nipped and sucked and licked on the spot and before she knew it she had left a mark on the blonde's soft neck. She trailed down kisses from there, over her collarbones to just above her breast. Her hands on the blonde's shoulders slid the straps of her bra off of them as she slipped her hands off the fabric. Once her thumb brushed the center of the bra she noticed that the clasp was in the front and couldn't help but smirk at her luck. She unclasped the bra and didn't even give a second for the article of clothing to be removed before she hungrily took one of the blonde's hardening nipples into her mouth, eliciting a moan from the woman underneath her. Quinn pushed off the bed with her hips and rolled them over so that she was on top of Rachel again. The brunette giggled at the feeling of being turned over like that and Quinn slipped off the loose hanging bra and tossed it away before reaching behind Rachel and unhooking her bra, quickly getting rid of that as well. She took control of the situation by closing her mouth around a hardening nipple while toying with the other on with her fingers.
"You certainly know how to show a girl a good time." Rachel said through a moan. Quinn smirked up at her, never breaking contact with the brunette's soft skin, grazing the hard nub with her teeth and making Rachel release another moan. She paid equal attention to the other nipple before placing soft kisses at the valley between her breasts and making a trail while heading south. As she placed soft kisses on the girls tan abs and idea popped into her mind.
"Come here." She said softly, pulling the girl closer to the edge of the bed while kneeling down on the floor.
"What…" Rachel trailed off, following the blonde's guidance and sitting back up over the edge of the bed. Her knees were suddenly pulled apart as two slender fingers hooked themselves under the elastic waistband of her panties. She lifted herself on her hands while the blonde got rid of the offending article and added it to the mess of clothes around the room. Quinn continued to leave soft kisses along the girl's abs, making her way down and keeping the brunette's knees apart. Rachel reveled in the feeling of the blonde's soft lips on her skin. She was aware of her knees being apart but she never really registered anything until she suddenly felt Quinn's lips leave her skin and a tongue lick a long stripe through her slit.
"Oh!" she moaned out in surprise at the sudden contact with her throbbing core.
"Shit, you're so wet baby." Quinn muttered with a smirk.
"That's your fault." Rachel said with a soft chuckle. "So fix it."
"Yes ma'am." Quinn teased with a smirk before plunging back into the girl's hot center. Rachel threw her head back and moaned at the feeling. The blonde used her tongue to explore the girl before focusing on her hardening bundle of nerves, flicking it with her tongue before wrapping her lips around it and sucking deeply, causing Rachel's moans to become louder.
"Oh shit, Quinn." Rachel moaned out. "Oh God, baby that's so good."
Quinn fought her smile at the sound of her name being moaned out by this beautiful girl. She let her hands creep up the brunette's thighs and switched to licking softly on the hard nub, teasing the girl above her. The moans turned to desperate whimpers and a hand was suddenly at the back of her head, grabbing a handful of her hair and pushing her in further. She loved that she made the little diva snap and take action. She plunged in deeper, slipping her tongue into her entrance as her fingers rubbed circles on her hard clit.
"Oh shit, oh baby I'm so close!" Rachel said with something between a moan and a scream. Quinn slipped her tongue back onto the girl's clit and slipped two fingers inside her, enticing another loud moan.
"Oh God! Quinn!" Rachel exclaimed. Quinn picked up her pace, ignoring the burning in her forearm as the brunette writhed above her, whimpering and silently begging for release.
Rachel felt the pleasure pooling in her abdomen as her muscles twitched and tensed. She held her grip in the blonde's hair firm as she shut her eyes and let wave after wave of pleasure wash over her.
"Oh yes! Oh God yes! Oh Quinn I'm cumming!" she moaned out as she toppled over the edge, her fingers still tangled in golden locks as her other hand held her weight up instead of allowing her to crash backwards into the mattress. Quinn slowed her ministrations, letting her ride out her orgasm fully before pulling back from the girl's still dripping core. The hold in her hair loosened as Rachel finally allowed herself to lay back and come down from her high. She panted to try and get her breathing back to normal when Quinn's face appeared in front of her as the blonde straddled her hips. Rachel couldn't help but let out a soft giggle.
"Hi." She said playfully.
"Hi. Was it good?" Quinn asked.
"It was perfect." Rachel said bluntly. Quinn's grin grew wider at that. "But I think I owe you a little something."
"Do you now?" Quinn said, feigning ignorance. "And what would that be."
"Well, first…" Rachel trailed off, pulling Quinn into a searing kiss and moaning at the taste of herself that lingered on the blonde's tongue. They only pulled back when they ran out of breath for the umpteenth time.
"Mmm, that was a good start." Quinn muttered.
"Just wait babe, it's gonna get better." Rachel said softly.
"Promise?" Quinn said with a playful glint in her eyes. Rachel nodded before shifting lower and taking Quinn's breasts in her hands, lifting her lips up to one of them.
"Mmmm." Quinn moaned out. "Okay. I believe you."
Rachel smirked as she sucked on the hard nub between her lips, gently nipping at it every now and again before switching to the other breast and paying an equal amount of attention to it. Her hands traveled lower and grabbed at Quinn's ass before she slowly began to slip of the blonde's panties. Quinn helped her lower them and took them off swiftly before turning back to Rachel and attacking her lips hungrily. Rachel kissed down to the blonde's neck and Quinn bucked her hips down into the brunette involuntarily at the feeling. Rachel pulled back and pulled the blonde's hips up.
"Get up here." Rachel requested.
"What?" Quinn asked. Rachel smirked at the blonde and winked.
"You heard me." She said clearly. Quinn swallowed at the brunette's insinuation.
"Rach I…" Quinn trailed off, trying to choose her words, her insecurities getting the best of her.
"It's okay." Rachel assured. Quinn bit her lip and allowed the brunette to pull her up. She felt her leave soft kisses in her inner thighs and bit her lip to bite back a moan. But her resolve was broken when she felt the girl's tongue flick at her hardening nub and a deep moan escaped from the back of her throat.
"Oh God, Rach." She breathed out, desperately trying to control the urge to buck her hips and ride the girl's face to oblivion. Rachel took the hard nub between her lips and sucked while she used her fingers to tease the blonde's sensitive hole. Quinn dropped one of her hands to the back of Rachel's head to pull her closer into her instead of crashing herself down on the girl's face as she so desperately wanted to do at that moment, she was fighting herself to just let go and let her primal instincts take over. Rachel tested out what grazing her teeth against the ever hardening nub in her mouth would do and deduced that it was a good move judging by the whimper that escaped the blonde's mouth. She alternated between flicking, suck and grazing her teeth gently against the sensitive skin.
"R-Rachel…" Quinn moaned out. "Oh God just fuck me!"
As you wish Rachel thought to herself before she dipped two fingers inside the quivering blonde above her. She followed every moan, whimper, and gasp to find the right spot to turn the blonde into a quivering heap above her and one particular thrust proved successful.
"Oh God! Right there!" Quinn moaned and gasped out, writhing above the brunette, still trying terribly to control herself. Rachel could tell the girl was controlling her urges and she would have swooned were it not for the intensity of the moment. She wanted Quinn to lose control, she wanted to drive the girl so far that she couldn't control herself anymore. So she slipped her fingers out of the blonde and teased her aching core.
"Rachel please don't tease me!" Quinn begged with a gasp, trying to pull the brunette closer to her, but Rachel was relentless. "Rachel please."
"Ride me Quinn." Rachel muttered out.
"What?" Quinn said.
"You want me to stop teasing don't you? So ride me, have your way with me." Rachel said, looking up at Quinn who looked back down at her and allowed their eyes to lock. Rachel made her point by faintly running her tongue on the blonde's sensitive bundle of nerves once again.
"Oh God." Quinn moaned again at the tantalizing feeling. Her control slipped and her hips bucked down onto the brunette's waiting tongue, making her let out a moan as the contact was made. "Shit."
"Don't hold back baby." Rachel breathed out, kissing the soft skin of Quinn's inner thigh reassuringly. She teased her entrance with the tip of her tongue as the blonde let go of her inhibitions and let her hips buck again and again onto the waiting tongue.
"Oh shit baby, your tongue feels so good!" Quinn moaned out. Rachel slipped one thumb to the hard nub and rubbed rough circles on, bringing the girl above her closer and closer to the edge as her walls clamped around the brunettes tongue. "Oh God Rachel!"
Suddenly a hot wave flashed through the blonde as she tipped over the edge above Rachel, who licked at her feverishly, letting her ride out her orgasm until Quinn threw herself off of the brunette and onto the bed.
"Oh wow." She said as she hit the pillows. Rachel crawled up to lay next to her.
"I have to agree." Rachel said with a soft chuckle.
"Umm. Sorry for…" Quinn began, but stopped at the hand that fell into hers and intertwined their fingers.
"Don't. I loved every second of it." Rachel admitted. Quinn smiled at the brunette lazily. Rachel leaned forward and placed a soft kiss onto the blonde's lips before cuddling into her and closed her eyes, letting the rhythm of Quinn's heartbeat and soft breathing lull her to sleep.
Rachel was in the kitchen the next morning when the clattering of keys was heard and the front door swung open, a very happy Kurt walking through the door with a six pack of muffins in his hands.
"Good morning!" he sang as he entered the kitchen. He planted a kiss onto Rachel's cheek before placing the box onto the table and taking his jacket off.
"Someone's happy this morning." Rachel said with a grin of her own.
"I don't seem to be the only one, pancakes?" he said, pointing to the frying pan in her hands. "You only make those when you've had the night of your life, I take it your date went well?"
"Oh yes, my date went very well thank you." Rachel smiled. As if on cue, Quinn's voice was heard.
"Good morning Tuxedo!" she said, gushing over the dog and rubbing the fur around his cheeks. "Did mommy's awesome smelling pancakes wake you up too?"
"Quinn?" Kurt asked with wide eyes, looking at the girl who walked away from the dog and towards Rachel.
"Hi Kurt." Quinn said non chalantly as she wrapped her arms around Rachel's waist from behind, planting a kiss on her neck before whispering into her ear. "Good morning beautiful."
"Good morning." Rachel said with a huge grin and twisted around to kiss Quinn's lips quickly before turning back to the stove to flip another pancake onto the stack.
"Mmm, that smells good." Quinn said.
"I hope it tastes as good, they're vegan." Rachel said.
"First time for everything. I'm sure they're great." Quinn said. Rachel smiled and lowered the heat on the stove, grabbing a fork and cutting off a piece of a pancake from the stack, lifting her other hand underneath it to catch it if it falls and lifting the fork to Quinn's mouth. The blonde took the piece of pancake into her mouth and chewed it happily.
"Mmm, these are good, do you put sugar in them?" Quinn asked curiously. Rachel nodded.
"It masks the taste of soy milk and egg substitutes." Rachel said with a chuckle. Quinn smiled at the girl in front of her and kissed her soundly on the lips.
"I'm gonna jump in the shower real quick okay?" Quinn said. Rachel nodded and Quinn walked off to Rachel's bedroom, only after giving the brunette another quick kiss. Rachel's smile reached her ears as she watched the blonde leave and then turned her attention back to Kurt who was still staring at her, gob smacked.
"Close your mouth, Kurt, you look like a fly trap." Rachel teased.
"What was that?" Kurt asked.
"What was what?" Rachel said with a shrug.
"She spent the night?" Kurt asked, still shocked.
"Yeah, so?" Rachel said, non chalantly. Kurt narrowed his eyes and stepped closer to the brunette, who's attention was on the stove.
"Your hair is in a messy ponytail." Kurt stated.
"Very good Sherlock." Rachel said with an eye roll.
"Your hair is only in a messy ponytail if you've messed it up during the night before. As in, more so than the usual bed head." Kurt said again, then lowered his voice to a loud whisper. "Which means sex hair. Which means you had sex. Which means you had sex with Quinn on the first date!"
"Don't have a hissy fit Kurt." Rachel said.
"Don't sass me woman." Kurt ordered and Rachel giggled.
"What's the issue here, Kurt?" Rachel asked.
"What happened to no sex on the first date?" Kurt asked. "That rule was immaculate to you!"
"Quinn's different." Rachel shrugged.
"How so." Kurt asked.
"There's something about her okay?" Rachel said, turning her full attention to her best friend. "I know I had some major doubts about the date last night and the week prior, but…We connected, mentally!"
"And physically as well by the looks of things." Kurt said.
"You're terrible!" Rachel said, playfully slapping his arm. He stepped back.
"Well I'm glad you had fun!" he said. "So, do you think we'll be seeing more of her?"
"We already have a second date set for next week." Rachel said with a happy smile.
After breakfast Quinn went back to her apartment. She walked through the door and to the kitchen where she could hear clattering and some muttered Spanish swearing.
"Morning S!" she said cheerfully.
"Q! What the fuck puta!" Santana demanded.
"What?" Quinn asked, surprised at her friend's expression.
"Where were you last night? I got worried!" Santana demanded.
"Aww, S! You do care!" Quinn gushed.
"Fuck you! I only got worried cause Britts did, you know I don't like my girl being upset!" Santana said. Quinn rolled her eyes.
"Whatever, I spent the night at Rachel's" Quinn said with a shrug.
"You WHAT?" Santana demanded in shock.
"Did I stutter?" Quinn asked with an amused smile on her face.
"Damn! You mean you got a taste of some Berry juice?" Santana asked. "I've never been prouder!"
"Oh get over yourself!" Quinn rolled her eyes.
"San, why are you so happy about Quinn drinking juice?" Brittany asked, coming into the kitchen. Quinn bit back a chuckle.
"Not what I meant baby. Quinn and Rachel totally had sex last night." Santana told her, kissing her on the cheek and wrapping her arms around her waist.
"That's not possible, Rachel has a rule about sleeping with someone on the first date." Brittany informed.
"Hate to break it to you, B, but she seems to be the exception to the rule." Santana said with a chuckle.
"Q, is that true?" Brittany asked. Quinn nodded at the taller blonde. "Yay! So the date was good?"
"The date was great, Brittany. Thank you guys for setting us up!" Quinn said.
"You're welcome!" Brittany said happily, jumping out of Santana's arms and hugging Quinn tightly before going back to the Latina. "See San, I told you there was nothing to worry about!"
"You did baby." Santana muttered, hoping Quinn didn't catch what Brittany meant.
"I'm going to go shower okay? I have to get home, I have to finish that article for tomorrow." Brittany said.
"You do that babe." Santana said, kissing the taller blonde before she skipped out of the kitchen and to Santana's bathroom.
"So…you had nothing to worry about huh?" Quinn asked.
"Shit…" Santana muttered to herself.
"It's okay S, I won't tell anyone you actually have a heart." Quinn said.
"Fuck off Q!" Santana snapped before looking back at her best friend. "So does that mean we'll be seeing you and Berry together a lot more often?"
"Yeah." Quinn nodded. "Oh and S?"
"Yeah?" Santana said.
"I need you to be a pal and be scarce next Saturday okay?" Quinn asked.
"Sure Q, why, second date?" Santana asked. Quinn grinned at her.
"You know it." She said with a firm nod before turning on her heel and walking towards her own bedroom.