fic: take me out to the ballgame 1/2
Title: Take me out to the ballgame 1/2
Author: flipflop555
Rating: NC17, starts PG but gets to serious dirty talk
Pairing: Rachel/Quinn
Summary: Starts with the beginning of Rachel and Quinn's relationship. Then, while the team is in NYC for Nationals (yea, this takes place in like a year), Quinn takes Rachel on their first real date, but just cant wait to get to the bedroom.
Disclaimer: I own nothing and no one from glee and i don't own the beatles song, total work of fiction.
Rachel and Quinn’s friendship had become common knowledge to the kids in the glee club. Everyone guessed that they finally had spent enough time with each other to appreciate each other, so when they volunteered to room with each other for Nationals, which was being held in New York this year, no one batted an eye. But what they club didn’t know was that their friendship was a mask for a very loving and passionate relationship.
It had all started one day after glee practice. After everyone had left, Rachel had stayed behind as usual to practice the guitar, an instrument she decided was critical for a signer to play. Quinn had left her bag on a chair and walked back to retrieve it when she saw her friend singing “I Will” by the Beatles, accompanied by her already brilliant guitar playing. Quinn stopped, letting the door close without a sound and watched Rachel sing the lyrics. “Who know’s how long I’ve loved you? You know I love you still, will I wait a lonely lifetime? If you want me to, I will,” The brunette was facing the seats, as if she was performing for the club, strumming gently on the guitar that was clasped around her neck, while taking slow steps towards the red chairs. Quinn felt something she hadn’t felt before, some weird tingling in the pit of her stomach. She felt herself smiling warmly but didn’t know why. That’s when she noticed where exactly Rachel was standing, more specifically: where she was facing.
Rachel was standing directly in front of the seat Quinn sat in every class, staring with affection at the empty seat while she sang, “Love you forever and forever, love you with all my heart, love you whenever we're together, love you when we're…apart…” Rachel stopped. She just looked at the seat in silence. Quinn raised her eyebrow, confused why the beautiful song had stopped. Suddenly she heard a sniffle and saw the smaller girl start to shake and really begin to cry. She took the guitar off and sat down, still not noticing Quinn, and shoved her head into her hands, weeping heavily. Quinn felt her heart breaking; she again felt that tickle in her stomach as she walked slowly towards the disheveled heap of a girl. Rachel heard the footsteps, and looked up, immediately ceasing her tears though her puffy eyes and tear-streaked cheeks gave her away. Quinn looked at her affectionately, now directly in front of her, and kneeled down. Rachel looked down, utterly embarrassed as seen by her now brightly red face. Quinn gingerly touched Rachel’s chin and brought it up so they were at eye level, then leaned in and kissed her.
It was a soft kiss that started slowly, Rachel utterly shocked that this was happening, thought it wasn’t like Quinn had ever expected this. Quinn felt Rachel’s tongue, pushing gingerly at the blonde’s lips and allowed it entrance. They kissed for what felt like hours but was simply a few minutes, before Quinn pulled back and smiled at the stunned brunette. “Quinn…I-I love you,” Rachel stuttered quietly. Quinn moved in and kissed her softly again before pulling back and muttering quietly, “I think I love you too…” That was the start of their very loving, VERY secret relationship.
If you were to ask anyone of the glee clubbers, they would tell you that Quinn was resting in her room while Rachel went to see a Broadway show alone because the rest of them would “ruin the experience of seeing true talent like hers.” But in reality, the two girls had gone somewhere that quite literally no one would ever guess-a Yankees game. Quinn had never been able to take her girlfriend on a real date, seeing as how in the small town of Lima, everyone knew everyone and there was no secrecy. So Quinn went online and purchased two fairly good seats on the first base line, and surprised Rachel with them on the plane ride to New York.
On the unusually cold April evening, Rachel in a newly purchased Yankee clubhouse jacket and Quinn wrapped in a soft silk scarf, made their way into the stadium. After eating their dinner, ballpark hot dogs that cost a small fortune, the two girls sat down happily. Quinn linked their fingers and Rachel beamed at her. The game started and the competitive spirit in Rachel came out to play, as she ferociously cheered for the pinstriped players. Quinn loved seeing Rachel like this…for some reason it was starting to turn her on. She leaned over and pressed a kiss to her girlfriend’s cheek, who barely noticed as she screamed “OH COME ON UMP!” towards the field. Quinn sighed, and tried again, kissing from her cheek to her ear. Rachel turned towards her slightly, eyes still glued on the game.
“Baby, it’s so cute how you’re so into this game,” she said in normal tone, which compared to the crowd, became a barely audible whisper. Rachel smiled a bit and nodded, still completely entranced as one of the opposing players jogged to first on a walk. Quinn sighed; time to break out the big guns. Quinn nipped at Rachel’s ear then muttered, “I can’t wait to fuck you senseless later.” Rachel turned towards her and kissed her on the lips, but Quinn still wasn’t getting through. The inning ended and Quinn stood up somewhat angrily, declaring that she needed another soda. As she walked up the aisle to the concessions area, she thought about her next move. The big guns had done nothing, so she needed to think up a better strategy.
Upon returning, with the Yankees now at the plate, Quinn took her seat and stared at Rachel, who was again enthralled with every pitch. Quinn linked their hands, which at least garnered a smile from the brunette. The blonde leaned in to Rachel’s ear again; she had a very good idea of how to get some much needed attention. “I’m getting wet just thinking about your fingers in me baby,” she cooed. Rachel’s eyes went wide. Oh yes, Quinn thought, this is working. The blonde moved in just a bit closer and moaned breathily into the captivated brunette. “Oooh yes baby, mmmmmm, just like that, oh Rachel fuck me harder,” Quinn whimpered. A Yankee hit a home run, everyone was on their feet, everyone except a whimpering Quinn and an utterly stunned Rachel, who was staring at the field blankly.
“Uuuuuuh, fuck Rach, three fingers? Yeeeeees, oh yes, Rachel….Raaachel, harder-“ Rachel grabbed Quinn by the wrist and pulled her up the aisle, the crowd still buzzing over the home run. Rachel didn’t speak a word, she just carried a look of pure determination as she pulled a smug looking Quinn through the stadium, down the stairs and outside. The train pulled in as they made it up to the platform, and the second the doors closed, Rachel attacked Quinn’s lips. The car was empty; no one would dream of leaving a Yankee game in the 4th inning like they had. Rachel was very aggressive, another turn on for Quinn, who simply leaned against the door, taking the forceful kisses as they came. Rachel moved down to Quinn’s particularly sensitive neck, desperate to make a bruise for her to explain to the others tomorrow morning.
“You think that was pretty cute there, didn’t you Q? Thought that was oh so clever?” Rachel licked up Quinn’s neck to her ear, nipping her earlobe. “Well I was having a good time at that game, and I had to leave to keep you under control Quinn. How do you think that makes me feel?” Rachel was now cupping Quinn’s chest, flicking her thumb over the hardening nipples. They kissed passionately until they reached their stop, and then hopped in a cab to get to their hotel. They made sure none of the glee clubbers saw the two of them as they rushed towards the elevators and up to their room.
The key card swiped, the lock clicked open, the girls entered, the door closed and just like that, the floor was laced with clothing. Quinn wanted this so badly, she simply needed to be dominated by Rachel. The smaller girl pushed the blonde down to the four post canopy bed, and stood over her like a predator looking over its prey. She could already see the wetness that had pooled in between Quinn’s legged and grinned.
“How horny are you Q? Tell me how horny you are. Tell me how wet I make you that we couldn’t even stay till the 5th inning.” Rachel walked forward slowly, grabbing on to the canopy so she wasn’t standing squarely on the floor, then pushed her slightly dangling leg forward, allowing her knew to make subtle contact with Quinn’s soaking center. She whimpered hungrily, raising her hips to meet the tan knee that was almost causing her much needed pleasure. Rachel lowered herself down to the slowly writhing blonde, slyly whipping up the fallen silk scarf from the floor. Quinn’s eyes were clamped shut, focusing hard on the soft tan thigh that was grazing her wet sex. Rachel grabbed Quinn’s hands (which were tightly gripping the bed sheets), and dragged them above her head. Quinn thought she felt something smooth, but was distracted by a wet open-mouthed kiss to her neck. And just like that her hands were tied tightly. The blonde raised her hips, desperate for release.
“Oh, silly Quinn….absolutely not.” Rachel grinned smugly, admiring her prize. She licked up and down Quinn’s neck, feeling the blonde’s nipples hardening beneath her. She moved her head down, taking a small brown nipple in her mouth, sucking it eagerly. Quinn whined in ecstasy, again pushing her hips up. “Oh Rachel, fuck!! Suck my tits baby, suck my tits so good!!!” Quinn loved every second of this. And her language was only getting filthier. Hmmm, she’s in one of those moods is she?, Lea thought to herself. Some dirty talk was in order.
“You like that baby? Me sucking those gorgeous tits in my mouth? Running my tongue all over, getting those sexy peaks nice and hard, just begging to be bitten? Ooooh, how about biting?” She husked, grazing her teeth over the hard buds. Quinn whimpered eagerly, nodding furiously. Rachel bit down, a little hard, and Quinn screamed with pleasure. Rachel alternated biting, and then looked at her opened bag next to the bed. While biting, she reached into it and pulled out her little blue portable friend. There was a buzz. Quinn’s eyes ripped open.
“Q, I brought my pocket rocket. Mmmmm, you know how I love taking it with me. I turn it on like this,” she whispered, taking great pleasure in teasing Quinn like this, “and then I put it riiiight here,” she groaned, pulling up so she was on her knees above Quinn, and placed the toy on her wet clit. “Oh Quinn, fuck, I love using toys. I….ooooooh yes, fuck, I love teasing my clit, do you like this baby?” Rachel was thrusting her hips faster. Quinn nodded vigorously. After teasing herself enough, Rachel turned off the toy, ran her index finger across her slit and held the soaking finger up to Quinn’s mouth. She took it eagerly, sucking seductively. “Such a little slut Quinn, such a filthy little slut,” Rachel groaned, smiling at Quinn’s whimpered compliance. “My slut” she growled possessively. “My little slut Quinn. Oh yes, my little slut just loves having her clit rubbed doesn’t she?” Rachel rubbed the blonde’s clit furiously, then clicked on the pocket rocket and placed it firmly against the hard nub. When she was right on the edge, Rachel stopped the device and placed her thigh squarely in front of Quinn’s dripping sex. “If my little slut wants to cum, she’s going to do it herself,” she said coldly. Quinn didn’t have time to be offended, she was too close to an epic orgasm. Like a cat in heat, she pressed her sex up towards Rachel’s expectant thigh, rubbing herself in quick, erratic thrusts. In a few seconds, she wailed Rachel’s name, and collapsed to the bed, exhausted. Rachel kissed Quinn’s cheek, untying the bound hands and cuddled up next to the blonde.
“Wow babe. We’ve come a long way from ‘I Will’ in the chorus room” Rachel whispered.
“I’m not complaining” Quinn panted. She pressed a kiss to Rachel’s forehead, as the two girls snuggled tightly and fell asleep