fic: Guilty Pleasure
Title: Guilty Pleasure
Author: lovablelexie
Rating: NC17
Pairing: Lea/Dianna
Summary: From a prompt at the Glee Kink Meme: Lea and Dianna read smutty fan fics and act out their favorites as Rachel and Quinn
Disclaimer: This is a total piece of fiction, I own nothing and no one involved
Word Count: 2,068
A/N: I've been in a funk lately and this one took way longer than it should have. Any way, I hope you enjoy it and as always, comments appreciated!
“Lea! Come here! Look at this one!” Dianna cried out from across the room where she was sitting in front of the computer.
“Are you looking at fics again?” Lea asked, a hint of amusement underlying her exasperated tone. She found it just slightly funny that her girlfriend enjoyed reading fan fiction stories about the characters they portrayed. And not just any stories, smut stories. The more smut and less plot involved, the happier Dianna was.
The first time Dianna admitted fan fiction about Rachel and Quinn was her guilty pleasure, Lea laughed. She found the idea of reading porn about yourself more than ludicrous. Until Dianna read some aloud to her. She had gotten so turned on that she had torn the clothes right from the blonde’s body and was running her hands and tongue all over her before Dianna could even finish reading.
“No, seriously Lee, come over here. This one is really good!”
Dianna sounded so excited that Lea knew she must have found a real gem. Because some of the porn they read was bad. Really bad. In fact, Dianna had come up with about four or five authors that she followed religiously and she rarely ventured away from them, afraid of what she would find from others.
“Lea this is a new one from one of our favorites…” Dianna added. She smirked when Lea bounded up off the couch and leaned over her shoulder to scan her eyes over the text on the computer screen.
“So what’s this one about?” the brunette asked eagerly.
“It’s one where Quinn is dominant, she ties Rachel up and blindfolds her and won’t let her come until she begs for it.”
“Jesus, Dianna.” Lea let out a breath she didn’t know she had been holding.
“You’re turned on already, aren’t you?” Dianna asked, even though she knew the answer. “Shall this be one we act out?”
Another big guilty pleasure of Dianna’s was when she and Lea role-played as Rachel and Quinn, acting out the stories they read. It had taken a bit of convincing to get Lea to play along but after the first time she knew she had won the brunette over. There was something about the cheerleading costume that drove Lea wild and Dianna was always quick to steal it from wardrobe to make their game authentic.
“Okay,” Lea agreed with a smirk on her face. “But only because you know the only way you’ll ever get to be the top is if you’re Quinn. No way do you get to do that as yourself.”
Dianna scoffed. “It’s not like you’re complaining. I think you secretly like being a bottom.”
“In your dreams Agron.”
“I think you mean Fabray.” Dianna replied with a gleam in her eye.
Lea stared blankly at her girlfriend for a moment. “You mean…right now?”
“Now is as good a time as any. So what do you say you go in the bedroom and get naked and wait for me…Rachel.”
Lea’s eyes widened in delight and she quickly scampered off to the bedroom. While she waited, Dianna read the rest of the story making a mental note to leave a glowing anonymous review in the morning.
When she felt she had left her girlfriend waiting long enough she made her way over to the bedroom, opening the door slowly. The scene she was welcomed with took her breath away. Lea was lying spread-eagled on the bed, a black silk scarf already wrapped around her eyes. Dianna drank in the sight of Lea; her dark hair fanned perfectly across the white pillow, her tanned and toned skin dotted with small and beautiful tattoos, and her smooth pussy.
“What a good girl you are Rachel, blindfolding yourself for me.” She heard Lea’s breath hitch at the sound of her voice. “Does my baby want to be tied up too?”
“Yes,” the brunette said in an undertone.
“Yes what?” Dianna asked firmly as she began removing her clothes.
“Yes Quinn,” Lea replied assertively.
“That’s my good girl.” Dianna made her way over to the closet and the vintage hatbox that held most of their sex toys. She grabbed four silk ropes and made her way over to the four poster bed where Lea lay perfectly still, not making a sound. She started by tying each of Lea’s ankles to a bedpost before moving to her wrists. She made snug knots, making sure they were tight enough that Lea couldn’t get loose but not tight enough to hurt her.
When she was finished, she leaned down and whispered into the brunette’s ear, “I’m going to fuck you so hard, baby. But remember, no noises until I say so. Otherwise, you’ll be punished.”
Lea nodded, the blindfold making a rustling sound against the pillow.
Dianna began running her fingertips up and down Lea’s arms, noticing the skin breaking out into goose bumps underneath her touch. She brought her mouth to the sensitive skin of Lea’s neck and nibbled at the spot right below her earlobe. Dianna heard the moan forming in the brunette’s throat and when it was let out, she lightly spanked the bare skin above Lea’s sex.
“Bad girl,” the blonde snarled. Dianna sat back on her heels and watched Lea intently.
The diva’s chest heaved up and down as she panted for breath giving away the panic she felt at not knowing what Dianna’s next move was going to be. Dianna knew that it went against everything in Lea’s nature to give up control and when she did it made her uncharacteristically nervous so she grazed her fingertips over the girl’s ankle, letting her know she was still there.
“Now Rachel,” she said, her voice still firm but gentler than her previous tone, “are you going to be a good girl from now on?”
Lea nodded and was rewarded with Dianna’s warm mouth wrapping around her nipple. Her back arched and she bit down on her lip to stifle the moan that she greatly wanted to release. She remained quiet as Dianna moved to her other breast, sucking and nipping, giving her the perfect mixture of pleasure and pain.
Dianna kissed down the smaller girl’s body, her teeth nibbling at particularly sensitive patches of skin, pleased at Lea’s willpower to not react with sounds. Deciding to test the singer’s self-control, Dianna leaned in and without any preamble, dipped her tongue into Lea’s folds and ran her tongue over her clit. Lea sucked in a deep breath, but otherwise she didn’t make a sound.
Smiling against the wet skin, Dianna pulled away. Lea was still silent but the blonde could tell by the cute little crinkle of her nose that she was frustrated and holding in a whimper.
“You’ve been such a good girl, Rachel,” Dianna whispered. “I think you deserve a present. But first…say my name.”
“Quinn.” The syllable fell off of Lea’s tongue so naturally and it made the hair on the back of Dianna’s neck stand up in excitement.
“Again. Louder this time.”
“Quinn.” Her voice was decidedly louder and she let a moan escape after uttering the name of the blonde cheerleader.
Dianna positioned her knees on either side of Lea’s head and slowly lowered her body until she heard Lea gasp, signifying that the brunette knew what was coming. The blonde lowered herself further, feeling Lea’s tongue coming into contact with her sex.
“Fuck!” Dianna gasped out as Lea’s tongue parted her wet folds and licked up and down. “Yes, Rachel!”
Her eyes drifted closed, as she got lost in the motion of Lea’s tongue and let herself get fully immersed in the character of Quinn Fabray. She rode Lea’s face with an abandon she never would allow herself to have if they weren’t role-playing and damn, it felt incredible. Lea’s tongue was talented on so many levels but having control over the diva heightened the sensation.
Without even thinking about what she was doing, Dianna reached down and untied the blindfold and pulled it away from Lea’s eyes. She looked into the singer’s deep brown orbs and what she saw took her breath away and made her stomach flutter. Lea had her show face on one hundred percent; she was just as wrapped up in being Rachel Berry as Dianna was in being Quinn.
“Rachel, I’m going to untie your hands but I’m only allowing you to touch my breasts. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Quinn,” Lea whispered.
Dianna reached over and untied the ropes, making sure her sex never left the vicinity of Lea’s mouth. Once both of the brunette’s arms were free, her hands immediately shot upward and palmed Dianna’s breasts. The blonde moaned happily as Lea’s small hands massaged her breasts, her thumbs making lazy circles around her nipples while her tongue continued to assault her clit.
All of a sudden, the taller girl lifted her body away from Lea’s face. Before the brunette could make any sound of protest, however, Dianna had moved so she could lie across Lea’s front and they could lick each other’s sexes at the same time.
The blonde moaned greedily at the dual sensation of licking Lea’s clit and having the same thing done to her. She could practically feel her veins coursing and aching with adrenaline as Lea’s sweet juices coated her lips and tongue. Her long nimble fingers slid easily into the smaller girl’s sopping wet entrance. She felt more than heard the deep moan that Lea let loose against her clit that only served for her to move her fingers faster.
“You can finger me, Rachel,” Dianna muttered against the bare skin of Lea’s sex.
The brunette wasted no time heeding Dianna’s words. Two fingers were immediately inserted into the taller girl’s slick opening, the third digit biding its time waiting for the moment when it could join its counterparts inside. After several purposeful thrusts, the third finger glided in almost effortlessly. Dianna groaned gratifyingly as Lea’s fingers scissored and stretched her, hitting all the right spots that made the pleasure in her body increase tenfold.
The delicious combination of Lea’s fingers and tongue working her over in addition to tasting and touching the tiny diva was quickly sending Dianna out of control. She let out a continuous stream of moans against Lea’s throbbing clit and Lea did the same to her.
Dianna’s toes curled, the first sign that her orgasm was only seconds away. A few more precise flicks on her clit from Lea’s tongue and she felt her whole body explode in tidal waves of pleasure. She wrapped her lips around Lea’s hardened bud and pumped her fingers more erratically as she body shook and twitched with the force of her orgasm. She felt the brunette’s body go rigid beneath her and her muscles clench around her fingers.
Lea rode out her orgasm before Dianna disentangled their bodies. She wiped her mouth with her forearm before removing the ropes that still kept Lea’s feet tied to the bedposts.
When the smaller girl was free from all restraints she curled into the fetal position and beckoned with her index finger for Dianna to come join her. The blonde spooned around Lea, holding her tight around the waist.
“So,” Lea said her voice shaky from her climax, “was that what happened in your story?”
“Uh huh,” Dianna replied, her voice unsteady as well. “Granted, I didn’t make you beg for it but I just couldn’t stop. Maybe next time though. I love that author so much. It’s always worth the wait for her stories.”
“Could you imagine if they knew you were one of the anonymous reviewers? The whole Faberry and Achele fandom would explode.”
Dianna giggled as her fingertips danced along Lea’s stomach. “Did you just use the words Faberry, Achele, and fandom all in one sentence? I never thought I’d see the day.”
“It’s your fault. You are the one who corrupted me with all that fan fiction.”
“Hey, I’m not complaining. You do things as Rachel that you would never do as yourself.
“True. But I think for round two, I need to get my revenge on you for tying me to the bed.”
Lea’s eyes sparkled wickedly and Dianna grinned. Because as much as she liked acting dominant as Quinn, nothing beat when Lea took exactly what she wanted from her. It was going to be a long, fun night.
Author: lovablelexie
Rating: NC17
Pairing: Lea/Dianna
Summary: From a prompt at the Glee Kink Meme: Lea and Dianna read smutty fan fics and act out their favorites as Rachel and Quinn
Disclaimer: This is a total piece of fiction, I own nothing and no one involved
Word Count: 2,068
A/N: I've been in a funk lately and this one took way longer than it should have. Any way, I hope you enjoy it and as always, comments appreciated!
“Lea! Come here! Look at this one!” Dianna cried out from across the room where she was sitting in front of the computer.
“Are you looking at fics again?” Lea asked, a hint of amusement underlying her exasperated tone. She found it just slightly funny that her girlfriend enjoyed reading fan fiction stories about the characters they portrayed. And not just any stories, smut stories. The more smut and less plot involved, the happier Dianna was.
The first time Dianna admitted fan fiction about Rachel and Quinn was her guilty pleasure, Lea laughed. She found the idea of reading porn about yourself more than ludicrous. Until Dianna read some aloud to her. She had gotten so turned on that she had torn the clothes right from the blonde’s body and was running her hands and tongue all over her before Dianna could even finish reading.
“No, seriously Lee, come over here. This one is really good!”
Dianna sounded so excited that Lea knew she must have found a real gem. Because some of the porn they read was bad. Really bad. In fact, Dianna had come up with about four or five authors that she followed religiously and she rarely ventured away from them, afraid of what she would find from others.
“Lea this is a new one from one of our favorites…” Dianna added. She smirked when Lea bounded up off the couch and leaned over her shoulder to scan her eyes over the text on the computer screen.
“So what’s this one about?” the brunette asked eagerly.
“It’s one where Quinn is dominant, she ties Rachel up and blindfolds her and won’t let her come until she begs for it.”
“Jesus, Dianna.” Lea let out a breath she didn’t know she had been holding.
“You’re turned on already, aren’t you?” Dianna asked, even though she knew the answer. “Shall this be one we act out?”
Another big guilty pleasure of Dianna’s was when she and Lea role-played as Rachel and Quinn, acting out the stories they read. It had taken a bit of convincing to get Lea to play along but after the first time she knew she had won the brunette over. There was something about the cheerleading costume that drove Lea wild and Dianna was always quick to steal it from wardrobe to make their game authentic.
“Okay,” Lea agreed with a smirk on her face. “But only because you know the only way you’ll ever get to be the top is if you’re Quinn. No way do you get to do that as yourself.”
Dianna scoffed. “It’s not like you’re complaining. I think you secretly like being a bottom.”
“In your dreams Agron.”
“I think you mean Fabray.” Dianna replied with a gleam in her eye.
Lea stared blankly at her girlfriend for a moment. “You mean…right now?”
“Now is as good a time as any. So what do you say you go in the bedroom and get naked and wait for me…Rachel.”
Lea’s eyes widened in delight and she quickly scampered off to the bedroom. While she waited, Dianna read the rest of the story making a mental note to leave a glowing anonymous review in the morning.
When she felt she had left her girlfriend waiting long enough she made her way over to the bedroom, opening the door slowly. The scene she was welcomed with took her breath away. Lea was lying spread-eagled on the bed, a black silk scarf already wrapped around her eyes. Dianna drank in the sight of Lea; her dark hair fanned perfectly across the white pillow, her tanned and toned skin dotted with small and beautiful tattoos, and her smooth pussy.
“What a good girl you are Rachel, blindfolding yourself for me.” She heard Lea’s breath hitch at the sound of her voice. “Does my baby want to be tied up too?”
“Yes,” the brunette said in an undertone.
“Yes what?” Dianna asked firmly as she began removing her clothes.
“Yes Quinn,” Lea replied assertively.
“That’s my good girl.” Dianna made her way over to the closet and the vintage hatbox that held most of their sex toys. She grabbed four silk ropes and made her way over to the four poster bed where Lea lay perfectly still, not making a sound. She started by tying each of Lea’s ankles to a bedpost before moving to her wrists. She made snug knots, making sure they were tight enough that Lea couldn’t get loose but not tight enough to hurt her.
When she was finished, she leaned down and whispered into the brunette’s ear, “I’m going to fuck you so hard, baby. But remember, no noises until I say so. Otherwise, you’ll be punished.”
Lea nodded, the blindfold making a rustling sound against the pillow.
Dianna began running her fingertips up and down Lea’s arms, noticing the skin breaking out into goose bumps underneath her touch. She brought her mouth to the sensitive skin of Lea’s neck and nibbled at the spot right below her earlobe. Dianna heard the moan forming in the brunette’s throat and when it was let out, she lightly spanked the bare skin above Lea’s sex.
“Bad girl,” the blonde snarled. Dianna sat back on her heels and watched Lea intently.
The diva’s chest heaved up and down as she panted for breath giving away the panic she felt at not knowing what Dianna’s next move was going to be. Dianna knew that it went against everything in Lea’s nature to give up control and when she did it made her uncharacteristically nervous so she grazed her fingertips over the girl’s ankle, letting her know she was still there.
“Now Rachel,” she said, her voice still firm but gentler than her previous tone, “are you going to be a good girl from now on?”
Lea nodded and was rewarded with Dianna’s warm mouth wrapping around her nipple. Her back arched and she bit down on her lip to stifle the moan that she greatly wanted to release. She remained quiet as Dianna moved to her other breast, sucking and nipping, giving her the perfect mixture of pleasure and pain.
Dianna kissed down the smaller girl’s body, her teeth nibbling at particularly sensitive patches of skin, pleased at Lea’s willpower to not react with sounds. Deciding to test the singer’s self-control, Dianna leaned in and without any preamble, dipped her tongue into Lea’s folds and ran her tongue over her clit. Lea sucked in a deep breath, but otherwise she didn’t make a sound.
Smiling against the wet skin, Dianna pulled away. Lea was still silent but the blonde could tell by the cute little crinkle of her nose that she was frustrated and holding in a whimper.
“You’ve been such a good girl, Rachel,” Dianna whispered. “I think you deserve a present. But first…say my name.”
“Quinn.” The syllable fell off of Lea’s tongue so naturally and it made the hair on the back of Dianna’s neck stand up in excitement.
“Again. Louder this time.”
“Quinn.” Her voice was decidedly louder and she let a moan escape after uttering the name of the blonde cheerleader.
Dianna positioned her knees on either side of Lea’s head and slowly lowered her body until she heard Lea gasp, signifying that the brunette knew what was coming. The blonde lowered herself further, feeling Lea’s tongue coming into contact with her sex.
“Fuck!” Dianna gasped out as Lea’s tongue parted her wet folds and licked up and down. “Yes, Rachel!”
Her eyes drifted closed, as she got lost in the motion of Lea’s tongue and let herself get fully immersed in the character of Quinn Fabray. She rode Lea’s face with an abandon she never would allow herself to have if they weren’t role-playing and damn, it felt incredible. Lea’s tongue was talented on so many levels but having control over the diva heightened the sensation.
Without even thinking about what she was doing, Dianna reached down and untied the blindfold and pulled it away from Lea’s eyes. She looked into the singer’s deep brown orbs and what she saw took her breath away and made her stomach flutter. Lea had her show face on one hundred percent; she was just as wrapped up in being Rachel Berry as Dianna was in being Quinn.
“Rachel, I’m going to untie your hands but I’m only allowing you to touch my breasts. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Quinn,” Lea whispered.
Dianna reached over and untied the ropes, making sure her sex never left the vicinity of Lea’s mouth. Once both of the brunette’s arms were free, her hands immediately shot upward and palmed Dianna’s breasts. The blonde moaned happily as Lea’s small hands massaged her breasts, her thumbs making lazy circles around her nipples while her tongue continued to assault her clit.
All of a sudden, the taller girl lifted her body away from Lea’s face. Before the brunette could make any sound of protest, however, Dianna had moved so she could lie across Lea’s front and they could lick each other’s sexes at the same time.
The blonde moaned greedily at the dual sensation of licking Lea’s clit and having the same thing done to her. She could practically feel her veins coursing and aching with adrenaline as Lea’s sweet juices coated her lips and tongue. Her long nimble fingers slid easily into the smaller girl’s sopping wet entrance. She felt more than heard the deep moan that Lea let loose against her clit that only served for her to move her fingers faster.
“You can finger me, Rachel,” Dianna muttered against the bare skin of Lea’s sex.
The brunette wasted no time heeding Dianna’s words. Two fingers were immediately inserted into the taller girl’s slick opening, the third digit biding its time waiting for the moment when it could join its counterparts inside. After several purposeful thrusts, the third finger glided in almost effortlessly. Dianna groaned gratifyingly as Lea’s fingers scissored and stretched her, hitting all the right spots that made the pleasure in her body increase tenfold.
The delicious combination of Lea’s fingers and tongue working her over in addition to tasting and touching the tiny diva was quickly sending Dianna out of control. She let out a continuous stream of moans against Lea’s throbbing clit and Lea did the same to her.
Dianna’s toes curled, the first sign that her orgasm was only seconds away. A few more precise flicks on her clit from Lea’s tongue and she felt her whole body explode in tidal waves of pleasure. She wrapped her lips around Lea’s hardened bud and pumped her fingers more erratically as she body shook and twitched with the force of her orgasm. She felt the brunette’s body go rigid beneath her and her muscles clench around her fingers.
Lea rode out her orgasm before Dianna disentangled their bodies. She wiped her mouth with her forearm before removing the ropes that still kept Lea’s feet tied to the bedposts.
When the smaller girl was free from all restraints she curled into the fetal position and beckoned with her index finger for Dianna to come join her. The blonde spooned around Lea, holding her tight around the waist.
“So,” Lea said her voice shaky from her climax, “was that what happened in your story?”
“Uh huh,” Dianna replied, her voice unsteady as well. “Granted, I didn’t make you beg for it but I just couldn’t stop. Maybe next time though. I love that author so much. It’s always worth the wait for her stories.”
“Could you imagine if they knew you were one of the anonymous reviewers? The whole Faberry and Achele fandom would explode.”
Dianna giggled as her fingertips danced along Lea’s stomach. “Did you just use the words Faberry, Achele, and fandom all in one sentence? I never thought I’d see the day.”
“It’s your fault. You are the one who corrupted me with all that fan fiction.”
“Hey, I’m not complaining. You do things as Rachel that you would never do as yourself.
“True. But I think for round two, I need to get my revenge on you for tying me to the bed.”
Lea’s eyes sparkled wickedly and Dianna grinned. Because as much as she liked acting dominant as Quinn, nothing beat when Lea took exactly what she wanted from her. It was going to be a long, fun night.