Fic: Some Assembly Required (4/4)
Title: Some Assembly Required (4/4)
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Rachel/Quinn
Length: 1653 words
Disclaimer: I don't own these characters. I wish I did, but I don't.
Author's Note: Completely un-beta'd. All mistakes are mine.
Author's Note: Please comment! Pretty please?
Quinn thought her heart was going to beat out of her chest as she climbed onto the bed and lay down facing Rachel. They stayed like that for a few moments, just looking into each other's eyes. When Rachel started to move closer, Quinn stopped her.
"I just need to say something, okay? And I'm sure I'm going to regret saying it but...we don't have to do this, Rachel. Not if you aren't ready," she said, taking her girlfriend's hand.
Rachel smiled, giving Quinn's hand a squeeze in return.
"I know we don't have to. And I know we're moving faster than I had originally anticipated, but I'm ready for this Quinn."
"Are you sure?" she asked.
"I'm sure," Rachel replied, then furrowed her brow. "l just...look, I know that what I just did would be considered bold by just about anybody, but..." Rachel broke off, looking down.
"What is it, Rachel? What's wrong?" Quinn asked, lifting Rachel's chin to meet her eyes.
"Just...be gentle okay?" Rachel asked, looking at Quinn nervously. "I know it's going to hurt a little bit but...just be gentle?"
Quinn leaned over and gave Rachel a soft kiss on the lips.
"Of course I'll be gentle, Rach," she said, brushing her fingers along Rachel's cheek. "But you know you can tell me if I'm moving too fast or if I'm doing something that doesn't feel good. I won't be mad if you need to stop, I promise."
Rachel smiled and linked her fingers with Quinn's.
Neither them moved for a few moments. Quinn was just as nervous as Rachel. She knew that she was supposed to be the "expert" here since she was the only one of them that had ever had sex but...well, that just didn't count. Puck hadn't really cared about making her feel good and she certainly hadn't cared about pleasuring him either. It was just a one time thing. It was actually kind of funny. She had been fantasizing about this night with Rachel for so long and now, with it right in front of her, she had no idea what to do.
But damn it, she was Quinn Fabray, and if there was one thing about Quinn Fabray that everybody knew, it was that she never let her nerves get the best of her. So, with a deep breath, she brought her lips to Rachel's and gave her the most soul-searing, stomach clenching kiss she'd ever given in her life. When she pulled away, Rachel was staring at her with wide eyes, darkened with lust.
"Quinn, I need you to touch me," Rachel said breathlessly.
"I can do that," Quinn said, and began to trail her fingers across Rachel's collarbone and down to her breasts. She teased Rachel's left nipple, moving her fingertips in a circle around it and then twisting it lightly. Rachel gasped and her body shuddered.
"Quinn, I need you to touch me," Rachel repeated, whimpering.
"I thought I was," Quinn smirked. "Or did you mean somewhere else?"
Rachel shivered and fisted her hands in blonde hair as Quinn's mouth closed on her nipple.
"Somewhere...somewhere else," Rachel managed, beginning to pant.
"Hmm, but where could that be?" Quinn teased Rachel's other nipple with the tip of her tongue.
"Here," Rachel said, grabbing Quinn's hand and placing it between her legs.
Quinn let out a deep groan as Rachel arched her body into her hand, desperately seeking more contact.
One of these days, Quinn would tease Rachel. Oh, she would tease her mercilessly. But tonight was about making sure that Rachel had everything she needed and, if this was what Rachel needed, then Quinn would give it to her. She would give Rachel anything.
So Quinn kissed her again and, as their tongues met, Quinn brought her fingertip to Rachel's clit.
Rachel's eyes snapped open and she latched onto her girlfriend, raking her nails down Quinn's back as she let out a deep, guttural groan. She fleetingly wondered how it could feel this much better when Quinn did it than when she did it to herself, but when she felt Quinn get bolder, circling more quickly and pinching, she lost all ability to think at all.
"Oh my God, Quinn...that feels...fuck...so good" she said, rolling her hips into Quinn's hand and crashing their lips together in a smoldering kiss.
After a few minutes, Quinn brought her fingers down to Rachel's entrance and looked into her girlfriend's eyes. "Is this okay?" she asked.
Rachel looked nervous, but she nodded, taking a deep breath and biting her lip. "Yes."
Quinn kissed Rachel softly on the lips and slowly eased two fingers in, pausing when Rachel hissed and tensed.
"Do you want me to stop?" Quinn asked, using her free hand to tuck a stray lock of Rachel's hair behind her ear. "It's okay if you do. We can try again later."
"No," Rachel said, wincing. "No...just give me a second."
Quinn brought her lips to Rachel's neck, lightly kissing the heated skin while she waited. She glanced up when she felt Rachel's muscles begin to loosen and, when Rachel nodded, Quinn slowly pushed her fingers the rest of the way inside.
"Just try to relax," Quinn said soothingly, as she began to move her fingers out, then back in again.
It was painful for a little bit, but eventually the stinging subsided and Rachel started to really enjoy the feeling of Quinn's fingers filling her. There was a familiar pressure growing in her abdomen but it was much stronger than she had ever felt before and it was building with the speed of a freight train. She started to move herself more firmly against Quinn's hand, pressing her hips up to increase the contact. As the pressure built faster and faster, Rachel grabbed onto Quinn and pulled her closer. She felt like she was going to explode.
When Quinn's thumb brushed against her clit, Rachel came undone, arching off the bed and shouting Quinn's name.
Quinn smiled, watching as Rachel came down from the high, sweaty and panting. She moved up and placed a kiss on Rachel's cheek but when she realized that her lips were wet, she panicked.
Withdrawing her fingers as gently as she could, Quinn got on her knees and straddled Rachel, grabbing her face. There were tears. Rachel was crying.
"Fuck! What did i do? Are you okay? God, I was too rough. I used too many fingers. I shouldn't have -"
"Quinn, stop!" Rachel said, laughing a little. "You didn't hurt me. Well I mean you did but...Quinn,"
Quinn was staring at her, looking horrified. She had lost all the color in her face. Which actually frightened Rachel a little since there wasn't much there to begin with.
"What I mean is, of course it hurt," Rachel said, quickly continuing when Quinn paled even more. "But you made it amazing. You were gentle, and loving, and jesus christ you're good at that."
Quinn relaxed a little, but still looked worried. "Are you sure I didn't tear something?"
"Nothing that needed to be there anymore," Rachel said with a wink.
"I...oh. Right."
"Now, if you don't mind," Rachel said, running her hands up Quinn's sides, "I'd like to have my turn."
"Rachel you don't have to. I know it's been a long night, and... " Quinn trailed off as Rachel's hands cupped her breasts. "You don't have to...fuck. Rachel, I can't be chivalrous when you're doing that."
"Then don't be chivalrous," Rachel said, smiling wickedly as she leaned up and captured one of Quinn's nipples in her mouth.
Quinn just nodded weakly, threading her fingers in Rachel's hair. She was past the point of chivalry. Hell, she was past the point of coherent thought.
Rachel had planned to take her time, to wind Quinn up slowly. But, watching the way Quinn's breath got labored and feeling her body shudder made it incredibly difficult.
Rachel would take her time later. Right now she just wanted to...
Quinn cried out, wrapping her arms tightly around Rachel as she felt two fingers sliding inside of her.
"Christ, Rach, don't stop," she panted out, grinding her hips down to push Rachel further into her.
Rachel kept a rough pace and Quinn matched her thrust for thrust. Rachel could feel her getting close. Quinn's muscles were contracting and her moans were getting louder.
So she stopped and removed her fingers, leaving Quinn whimpering.
"Rach, you can't...I need...God, I'm so - "
"I know," Rachel said, flipping and reversing their positions so that Quinn was laying flat on the bed. She gave Quinn a deep kiss and then, with a wink, began licking a trail down her body, pausing to press her lips on Quinn's belly.
"Rach, you don't have to...Oh. Oh God," Quinn gasped when Rachel's tongue connected with her clit. "Oh god. I...changed my mind...you have to. You definitely have to."
Rachel smiled, flicking her tongue against Quinn's swollen nub, sending the girl's limbs flying. Quinn grabbed onto Rachel's hair and arched up, thrusting wildly against Rachel's mouth.
Her heels were digging almost painfully into Rachel's back, but Rachel just took it as a sign that she was doing well.
Sensing that Quinn was close again, Rachel brought her fingers back up to her entrance and pushed them inside, curling them just as she lightly bit down on Quinn's clit.
Quinn's body went rigid. Her eyes squeezed shut and her mouth fell open as she let out a loud, ragged breath and a shuddered groan.
Rachel continued to swirl her tongue around Quinn's clit, feeling her twitch through the aftershocks of the orgasm. When Quinn went completely limp, Rachel pressed a kiss under her girlfriend's belly button and moved back up to lay beside her.
"Where...in God's name...did you learn...to do that," Quinn asked, panting, willing her breathing to even out.
"I googled it," Rachel said shamelessly.
"I'm sorry, you did what now?" Quinn asked, her eyebrows raised.
"You know I don't like to enter a situation without knowing what to expect," Rachel said, sounding almost indignant that this would even be a question.
"Well, let me just say," Quinn replied, curling into Rachel's chest. "I will never make fun of your ridiculous need to plan everything ever again."
"Quinn, you cant say that you won't make fun of it and then call it ridiculous in the same sentence," Rachel huffed, cuddling Quinn closer.
"Oh, right, sorry," Quinn replied, yawning.
"Hey, Quinn?"
"Yeah, Rach?"
"I kind of love you."
Quinn smiled, draping her arm around Rachel.
"I kind of love you too."
They both drifted off to sleep, comforted in the knowledge that whatever the future held, they'd find out together.
END
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Rachel/Quinn
Length: 1653 words
Disclaimer: I don't own these characters. I wish I did, but I don't.
Author's Note: Completely un-beta'd. All mistakes are mine.
Author's Note: Please comment! Pretty please?
Quinn thought her heart was going to beat out of her chest as she climbed onto the bed and lay down facing Rachel. They stayed like that for a few moments, just looking into each other's eyes. When Rachel started to move closer, Quinn stopped her.
"I just need to say something, okay? And I'm sure I'm going to regret saying it but...we don't have to do this, Rachel. Not if you aren't ready," she said, taking her girlfriend's hand.
Rachel smiled, giving Quinn's hand a squeeze in return.
"I know we don't have to. And I know we're moving faster than I had originally anticipated, but I'm ready for this Quinn."
"Are you sure?" she asked.
"I'm sure," Rachel replied, then furrowed her brow. "l just...look, I know that what I just did would be considered bold by just about anybody, but..." Rachel broke off, looking down.
"What is it, Rachel? What's wrong?" Quinn asked, lifting Rachel's chin to meet her eyes.
"Just...be gentle okay?" Rachel asked, looking at Quinn nervously. "I know it's going to hurt a little bit but...just be gentle?"
Quinn leaned over and gave Rachel a soft kiss on the lips.
"Of course I'll be gentle, Rach," she said, brushing her fingers along Rachel's cheek. "But you know you can tell me if I'm moving too fast or if I'm doing something that doesn't feel good. I won't be mad if you need to stop, I promise."
Rachel smiled and linked her fingers with Quinn's.
Neither them moved for a few moments. Quinn was just as nervous as Rachel. She knew that she was supposed to be the "expert" here since she was the only one of them that had ever had sex but...well, that just didn't count. Puck hadn't really cared about making her feel good and she certainly hadn't cared about pleasuring him either. It was just a one time thing. It was actually kind of funny. She had been fantasizing about this night with Rachel for so long and now, with it right in front of her, she had no idea what to do.
But damn it, she was Quinn Fabray, and if there was one thing about Quinn Fabray that everybody knew, it was that she never let her nerves get the best of her. So, with a deep breath, she brought her lips to Rachel's and gave her the most soul-searing, stomach clenching kiss she'd ever given in her life. When she pulled away, Rachel was staring at her with wide eyes, darkened with lust.
"Quinn, I need you to touch me," Rachel said breathlessly.
"I can do that," Quinn said, and began to trail her fingers across Rachel's collarbone and down to her breasts. She teased Rachel's left nipple, moving her fingertips in a circle around it and then twisting it lightly. Rachel gasped and her body shuddered.
"Quinn, I need you to touch me," Rachel repeated, whimpering.
"I thought I was," Quinn smirked. "Or did you mean somewhere else?"
Rachel shivered and fisted her hands in blonde hair as Quinn's mouth closed on her nipple.
"Somewhere...somewhere else," Rachel managed, beginning to pant.
"Hmm, but where could that be?" Quinn teased Rachel's other nipple with the tip of her tongue.
"Here," Rachel said, grabbing Quinn's hand and placing it between her legs.
Quinn let out a deep groan as Rachel arched her body into her hand, desperately seeking more contact.
One of these days, Quinn would tease Rachel. Oh, she would tease her mercilessly. But tonight was about making sure that Rachel had everything she needed and, if this was what Rachel needed, then Quinn would give it to her. She would give Rachel anything.
So Quinn kissed her again and, as their tongues met, Quinn brought her fingertip to Rachel's clit.
Rachel's eyes snapped open and she latched onto her girlfriend, raking her nails down Quinn's back as she let out a deep, guttural groan. She fleetingly wondered how it could feel this much better when Quinn did it than when she did it to herself, but when she felt Quinn get bolder, circling more quickly and pinching, she lost all ability to think at all.
"Oh my God, Quinn...that feels...fuck...so good" she said, rolling her hips into Quinn's hand and crashing their lips together in a smoldering kiss.
After a few minutes, Quinn brought her fingers down to Rachel's entrance and looked into her girlfriend's eyes. "Is this okay?" she asked.
Rachel looked nervous, but she nodded, taking a deep breath and biting her lip. "Yes."
Quinn kissed Rachel softly on the lips and slowly eased two fingers in, pausing when Rachel hissed and tensed.
"Do you want me to stop?" Quinn asked, using her free hand to tuck a stray lock of Rachel's hair behind her ear. "It's okay if you do. We can try again later."
"No," Rachel said, wincing. "No...just give me a second."
Quinn brought her lips to Rachel's neck, lightly kissing the heated skin while she waited. She glanced up when she felt Rachel's muscles begin to loosen and, when Rachel nodded, Quinn slowly pushed her fingers the rest of the way inside.
"Just try to relax," Quinn said soothingly, as she began to move her fingers out, then back in again.
It was painful for a little bit, but eventually the stinging subsided and Rachel started to really enjoy the feeling of Quinn's fingers filling her. There was a familiar pressure growing in her abdomen but it was much stronger than she had ever felt before and it was building with the speed of a freight train. She started to move herself more firmly against Quinn's hand, pressing her hips up to increase the contact. As the pressure built faster and faster, Rachel grabbed onto Quinn and pulled her closer. She felt like she was going to explode.
When Quinn's thumb brushed against her clit, Rachel came undone, arching off the bed and shouting Quinn's name.
Quinn smiled, watching as Rachel came down from the high, sweaty and panting. She moved up and placed a kiss on Rachel's cheek but when she realized that her lips were wet, she panicked.
Withdrawing her fingers as gently as she could, Quinn got on her knees and straddled Rachel, grabbing her face. There were tears. Rachel was crying.
"Fuck! What did i do? Are you okay? God, I was too rough. I used too many fingers. I shouldn't have -"
"Quinn, stop!" Rachel said, laughing a little. "You didn't hurt me. Well I mean you did but...Quinn,"
Quinn was staring at her, looking horrified. She had lost all the color in her face. Which actually frightened Rachel a little since there wasn't much there to begin with.
"What I mean is, of course it hurt," Rachel said, quickly continuing when Quinn paled even more. "But you made it amazing. You were gentle, and loving, and jesus christ you're good at that."
Quinn relaxed a little, but still looked worried. "Are you sure I didn't tear something?"
"Nothing that needed to be there anymore," Rachel said with a wink.
"I...oh. Right."
"Now, if you don't mind," Rachel said, running her hands up Quinn's sides, "I'd like to have my turn."
"Rachel you don't have to. I know it's been a long night, and... " Quinn trailed off as Rachel's hands cupped her breasts. "You don't have to...fuck. Rachel, I can't be chivalrous when you're doing that."
"Then don't be chivalrous," Rachel said, smiling wickedly as she leaned up and captured one of Quinn's nipples in her mouth.
Quinn just nodded weakly, threading her fingers in Rachel's hair. She was past the point of chivalry. Hell, she was past the point of coherent thought.
Rachel had planned to take her time, to wind Quinn up slowly. But, watching the way Quinn's breath got labored and feeling her body shudder made it incredibly difficult.
Rachel would take her time later. Right now she just wanted to...
Quinn cried out, wrapping her arms tightly around Rachel as she felt two fingers sliding inside of her.
"Christ, Rach, don't stop," she panted out, grinding her hips down to push Rachel further into her.
Rachel kept a rough pace and Quinn matched her thrust for thrust. Rachel could feel her getting close. Quinn's muscles were contracting and her moans were getting louder.
So she stopped and removed her fingers, leaving Quinn whimpering.
"Rach, you can't...I need...God, I'm so - "
"I know," Rachel said, flipping and reversing their positions so that Quinn was laying flat on the bed. She gave Quinn a deep kiss and then, with a wink, began licking a trail down her body, pausing to press her lips on Quinn's belly.
"Rach, you don't have to...Oh. Oh God," Quinn gasped when Rachel's tongue connected with her clit. "Oh god. I...changed my mind...you have to. You definitely have to."
Rachel smiled, flicking her tongue against Quinn's swollen nub, sending the girl's limbs flying. Quinn grabbed onto Rachel's hair and arched up, thrusting wildly against Rachel's mouth.
Her heels were digging almost painfully into Rachel's back, but Rachel just took it as a sign that she was doing well.
Sensing that Quinn was close again, Rachel brought her fingers back up to her entrance and pushed them inside, curling them just as she lightly bit down on Quinn's clit.
Quinn's body went rigid. Her eyes squeezed shut and her mouth fell open as she let out a loud, ragged breath and a shuddered groan.
Rachel continued to swirl her tongue around Quinn's clit, feeling her twitch through the aftershocks of the orgasm. When Quinn went completely limp, Rachel pressed a kiss under her girlfriend's belly button and moved back up to lay beside her.
"Where...in God's name...did you learn...to do that," Quinn asked, panting, willing her breathing to even out.
"I googled it," Rachel said shamelessly.
"I'm sorry, you did what now?" Quinn asked, her eyebrows raised.
"You know I don't like to enter a situation without knowing what to expect," Rachel said, sounding almost indignant that this would even be a question.
"Well, let me just say," Quinn replied, curling into Rachel's chest. "I will never make fun of your ridiculous need to plan everything ever again."
"Quinn, you cant say that you won't make fun of it and then call it ridiculous in the same sentence," Rachel huffed, cuddling Quinn closer.
"Oh, right, sorry," Quinn replied, yawning.
"Hey, Quinn?"
"Yeah, Rach?"
"I kind of love you."
Quinn smiled, draping her arm around Rachel.
"I kind of love you too."
They both drifted off to sleep, comforted in the knowledge that whatever the future held, they'd find out together.
END