Other Uses for the Kitchen
Title: Other Uses for the Kitchen
Author:zta_atsin
Rating: NC-17
Length: 3,403
Characters: Rachel/Quinn
Spoilers: None set in future
Summary: PWP in the kitchen, 'nuff said
A/N: Okay, I havent written in awhile [I think a good week] but its okay. I've had this song R. Kelly - In the Kitchen stuck in my head for awhile now. I've just been busy trying to get some time to write this out, I am still working on other projects too so I am all over the place. I dont usually write this stuff considering, I am new to writing anyways. However, I tried because this song just kept giving me images! =.=....I hope you like it, I mean I had a hard time ending it but please review~ I'd really appreciate some feedback on this.
Quinn walked into her flat with her briefcase barely in her arms as she juggled several files in her hand while shouldering her phone up to her ear. "No, I hear you, S," she grunted out as she crouched over to keep hold over all her things. She rushed into the living room. "You can't expect me to have dinner with you and B right now, I just got home."
She caught a whiff of something cooking from the kitchen as she dropped her things on the coffee table. God, she's cooking again. "Wait, Rach is cooking," Quinn swallowed as she bit her lip. She could smell the in the air; the scent of butter rolls, freshly cut vegetable, and fresh fruit salad wafted through the air. It was heaven all together as Quinn's heart pounding with the image of the smaller brunette rounding the kitchen.
Her feet began to move on her own as she vaguely listened to Santana. Quinn stopped at the kitchen door and saw a goddess before her.
Rachel rounded the island several times as she gathered ingredients. It was steaming in there. Too hot to wear clothes as Rachel seemed to conclude by wearing an oversized Columbia University t-shirt that Quinn always wore to sleep. Her lusciously toned legs graced Quinn, teasing her as the t-shirt skimmed the bottom of her ass when she strutted by.
Quinn gulped. "It's--another time--S," she managed out at Rachel continued moving expertly around the kitchen. Her heart pounded inside of her as Rachel brought whatever sauce it was gently to her lips to taste it. Her lips were always soft, welcoming, and teasing that it only left Quinn wanting more.
She licked her lips unconsciously as Rachel continued to move around the kitchen.
A glance of acknowledgement came and Quinn smirked at Rachel. Rachel tucked her hair behind her ears as she threw more ingredients into the pot on the stove. She could tell Quinn was getting really horny. There was no other reason for that smirk Quinn donned as she unconsciously bit her lip.
"I'll talk to you later," Quinn said into the phone quickly. She placed her phone down on the counter and moved behind Rachel as she took care of the things on the stove.
In a second, Rachel felt a pair of arms loops around her waist. Startled, she almost dropped the wooden spoon but kept a tight grip as her neck began to get damper. She could feel Quinn's lips press against her neck and moved down to the base. The slight touch started a flame inside of Rachel as she tried to remain focused.
Quinn moved up and nibbled at Rachel's earlobe. The domestic scene that was before her was becoming more and more tarnished with her fantasies. She slid her hands all over Rachel's body, the fabric grazing Rachel's skin intimately that it elicited a whimper from the woman. She cupped Rachel's breast and found the girl throwing back her head with a moan.
"Oh god, Quinn, I didn’t finish making dinner yet," Rachel hushed as she stirred whatever was in the pot. Quinn didn’t really pay attention as she slid her hands back down. Rachel gasped at the touch. "Quinn..." Her ass bucking back into Quinn's crotch.
"Rachel...," Quinn mumbled as she began working on her neck again.
"Dinner..."
"Can wait," she finished as she turned down the stove. Quinn slid her hand up and down the lace panties Rachel wore. She could feel Rachel shudder in her arms as she created more friction against her mound.
Rachel dropped the wooden spoon into the pot and turned around to the blonde. "Couldn’t wait?" she growled as she leaned up to kiss her wife. She tugged at the lapels of her suit jacket for a better entrance.
The blonde didn’t feel the need to answer as she hungrily kissed Rachel. She could feel the woman crumbling in her arms as she slipped her tongue in.
Rachel rolled her eyes back and pulled the jacket down. It got as far as Quinn's forearms before she was edged away from the stove. It was still hot.
Quinn ripped her jacket off and threw it on the ground. She wrapped her arms around Rachel tightly before inching them away from the stove. Taking only a few steps, Quinn stopped again. Her hands firmly gripped Rachel's waist before lifting her up onto the counter.
A gasp slipped from Rachel's lips as she pushed over the bowl of butter rolls. "Quinn, don’t stop," the brunette groaned as she struggled to breathe. Quinn continued to kiss her fiercely, running her hand through the dark locks. Rachel was pulled towards the edge of the counter and found Quinn settling between her thighs. She could feel her panties get damper as the fabric of Quinn's pants rubbed against her. She bucked her hips against Quinn roughly. Every part of her body tingled with every tug, touch, and grab.
Quinn could tell her pants would be stained with Rachel's wetness but she didn’t care. The sight of her wife was enticing on its own. She slipped her hand down again and pushed aside Rachel's lacy panties. A gasp followed. Her hand almost slipped at how wet Rachel had been. She felt a throb between her own legs as she slid her fingers up and down the warm, wet slit.
She brought her fingers back up and brought it to Rachel's lips. They welcomed her wet fingers as Quinn sucked on Rachel's neck. She winced at how hard Rachel brought her teeth around her fingers but couldn’t stop feeling pleasure as Rachel's tongue slid around her fingers expertly.
She pulled her fingers out of Rachel's mouth and looked at her wife. A smirk curled at the corner of lips and Quinn seized Rachel's lips again. The brunette groaned even louder. Quinn slid her fingers into Rachel, causing a scream as Rachel's hip met her fingers with a rough buck.
Quinn licked and nipped Rachel's earlobe as she pumped her fingers in and out of Rachel. Her wife responded generously with loud moans and heavy grinding.
"You're so hot..." Quinn huskily whispered into Rachel's ear as she pressed down on the erected nub with her thumb and began rubbing it in circles.
Rachel whimpered as she held the blonde closer, her mouth biting down on her shoulder. She couldn’t control herself as she clamped her mouth down. Quinn arched back but that didn’t stop her from pumping in and out of the throbbing flesh. Rachel grinded harder against Quinn. She felt Quinn spread her two fingers inside of her and screamed loudly as she gripped onto Quinn's body.
Quinn grunted as Rachel bucked her hips wildly and her nails dug through her shirt. She felt Rachel's whole body quiver and shake against her as she rode out her orgasm. After a few moments, Rachel fell limp, resting her head on the blonde's shoulder and trying to even her breathing.
"Just give me a minute..." Rachel breathed out. She held Quinn in her arms loosely and rubbed her wife's back. "Do you want me to finish dinner now?"
Quinn pulled her head back and looked at Rachel. She smirked. "I have an idea for dinner." She slid Rachel off the counter and swung the smaller girl into her arms with ease. Rachel squealed as they made their way into their bedroom.
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The next morning Rachel got up early to clean up the mess she and Quinn had left behind. They had dinner and then dinner. Rachel could barely register what time they even had dinner before they slipped the dishes into the sink and slid into bed together.
She pulled at the strings to her robe as she began to make breakfast.
Quinn reached out in her bed but felt nothing. The warm dip in the bed told her that Rachel had just woken up. She heard the slight sounds of metal cluttering from the kitchen and smirked. She rolled out of bed and slipped herself into the t-shirt Rachel wore the night before and athletic shorts.
The blonde could smell the pancakes and bacon cooking as entered the room. God, she knows me too well. She smiled.
Once more, Rachel stood over the stove, cooking. Only this time, she wore nothing but a robe. It had been quite evident that Rachel was bare underneath the soft, cotton robe as it fell open to reveal her bare body.
Rachel bopped her head to the music that played in her head as she flipped the cooked pancake into a plate nearby and poured more batter. She licked her fingers of the batter and continued cooking. Quinn licked her lips as Rachel's hips moved on their own from side to side.
She better go put on some clothes. Quinn bit the bottom of her lip as she approached. She walked behind Rachel and dropped her chin onto Rachel's shoulder. She held one arm around Rachel's waist and reached out the other to grab a spoonful of batter.
"This tastes good," Quinn whispered as she licked the bottom of the spoon.
"Quinn! I am in the middle of cooking!" Rachel scolded as she flipped another cooked pancake onto the plate with the others. She reached for the spoon and realized it had disappeared. She turned around as Quinn licked the spoon clean of the batter. Rachel frowned, disapproving of such unhealthy action. She reached out for the spoon but Quinn easily raised her hand to keep it away.
"That is not fair at all Quinn," Rachel whined as she hopped up to grab the spoon.
"I'll tell you what's not fair," Quinn stated as she held the spoon higher ever time Rachel jumped, "you jumping up and down naked letting your breasts bounce."
"You never complained about that before," the shorter girl teased and pouted as she jumped again.
"I am now because it's only breakfast and I want to have sex with you."
Rachel stopped jumping and pouted. She stepped close enough to Quinn that her breasts pushed firmly against Quinn's. Quinn's hand was still holding the spoon high up in the air. Rachel smirked at the opportunity. She gripped Quinn's waist closely against hers before wriggling her fingers at her sides.
Quinn couldn’t help but squeal out into a loud fit of laughter as the brunette tickled her sides. "Stop, Rachel!" the blonde yelled out for mercy as she brought her hands down. "Oh god!" Quinn laughed loudly as she found herself pushed back into the counter, cornered. "Rachel!"
The spoon fell into the batter with a sloppy splash as she writhed between Rachel's fingers.
Rachel easily grabbed onto Quinn's sides and steadied the writhing girl. She smirked. "Is there something that you wanted, baby?" she teased as she looked up at the blonde.
"Only you, honey."
"Well, then what are you going to do to get me?" Rachel asked as she flirtatiously ran her hands up and down Quinn's arms. The tingling sensation tickled Quinn again causing her to giggle.
"I can do plenty of things," Quinn returned as she rubbed her nose against Rachel's.
"Amaze me."
A sudden thick layer of cool batter dripped against Rachel's chest causing her to gasp with surprise. The sudden coolness startled her as she pushed away slightly and found batter slipping between her breasts further south.
Suddenly, Quinn was on her knees catching the falling batter. Rachel shivered at the touch of Quinn's tongue against her stomach. She could feel the blonde's tongue sliding up further along the trail of batter. She watched as her wife licked her chest clean of the sticky substance.
Quinn meticulously licked upwards, grabbing every taste of sugar and flour that she could. Her hands slipped into the robe and crept up to cup Rachel's swelling breasts. She kneaded the firm globes in her hands as she tasted the last of the batter that clung between Rachel's breasts.
"You taste good, baby," Quinn whispered as she placed butterfly kisses along Rachel's collarbone and continued working her hands.
Rachel threw her head back in pleasure. Her hands pushed on Quinn's for a firmer grip. She moved Quinn backwards until she hit the counter.
The blonde looked startled. She let out an aroused laugh before gripping Rachel's waist and pulling her in. Her knee found its way between Rachel's warm thighs. Rachel responded by slipping her leg in between Quinn's and pushing her firmly against counter. She held onto the edge of it for support as she thrust her knees between Quinn's warmth.
Quinn emitted a groan as she threw her head back in pleasure. She lifted her leg up and let Rachel fully ride her thigh. She could already feel the mirroring dampness in between Rachel's legs. Her arms looped around Rachel's back firmly as she brought their lips back together.
Both of their hips moved simultaneously, riding each other's leg. Quinn bit Rachel's lips as she struggled to keep her leg up in the air. A slight pain shot through her leg but she continued, letting Rachel ride her as her hips bucked furiously against Rachel's leg.
Rachel let out a growl as she pushed Quinn harshly against the counter. Payback for biting me. She slipped her tongue straight into Quinn's mouth and fought for dominance.
Quinn refused to lose and pushed Rachel back, letting her tongue harshly taking control over Rachel's. She grabbed Rachel's waist and bounced her up and down. The ripples of pleasure hit Rachel's core multiple times.
Rachel buried her head into Quinn's neck as her hips picked up the pace with the pounding. She gripped the edge of the counter tightly as she rode Quinn's leg. Her leg jerked up harshly against the blonde's core, the wetness easing onto her leg. She heard Quinn moaned and pressed harder.
A gasp came before Quinn moved her hips quicker than before. Quinn pressed her leg further against Rachel and knew the singer was close to the edge. She groaned, feeling Rachel between her legs, before slipping her fingers against Rachel's swelling clit. A loud squeak came before Quinn pinched and tugged at the flesh.
Rachel let out a scream that ripped pleasure through her body. She let herself go, riding hard into the orgasm as Quinn slid her leg back and forth slowly. Her body bucked and quivered as Quinn's fingers rubbed her clit in circles. She felt her legs give out underneath her causing her to slide down to the ground. Her heart pounded wildly inside of her as her knees hit the ground.
"Are you okay?!" Quinn exclaimed with deep concern as she bent down to help Rachel up.
Rachel held up her hand, halting Quinn from moving. She took deep breaths in and out as she waited for the sensation in her legs to come back.
"Honey?"
The brunette looked up and saw Quinn's eyes filled with concern. She let out a labored laugh as she straightened her back. She reached up and slipped her fingers into Quinn's waistband before pulling down the shorts. Quinn gasped as she grabbed hold of the counter. Rachel edged Quinn's legs apart and inhaled the intoxicating scent.
She knew Quinn just needed a little more before she was over the edge. Rachel used her fingers and rubbed her clit slowly. She looked up and saw Quinn throw her head back, she smirked before closing her lips over the erected nub. She sucked at it before licking it generously. She could feel the vibrations of Quinn's body as she let out a moan.
"God, don’t stop," Quinn practically begged.
Rachel spread the blonde's legs further apart before licking the wetness at her entrance. Quinn throbbed at the touch. She timidly licked the entrance, tasting the sweetness. Quinn ran her hand through Rachel's hair, encouraging her to continue. Rachel pushed her tongue in and felt Quinn's walls tighten. She pushed up further and Quinn tiptoed up into the air before dropping down. She licked and sucked generously.
Quinn held Rachel's head in place as she writhed in pleasure. Her hips coming down hard on Rachel's mouth as the woman worked her tongue. With a simple scale hummed into her, Quinn threw her head back and felt her legs give out underneath her. Her body became undone as the orgasm crashed over her.
She slid onto the ground, limp and exhausted. Quinn looked at Rachel, who was wiping her chin of her. She laughed at the sight before bringing her in for another searing kiss.
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"Quinn! We have to stop this! My parents are coming over in 2 hour!" Rachel exclaimed as her hands were planted firmly on the kitchen table. She tiptoed up to where Quinn wanted before she felt her skirt hike up to her waist.
"There is nothing wrong with a little snack before dinner," Quinn responded calmly as she pressed the wet patch of fabric between Rachel's legs. The other woman moaned loudly at the touch before Quinn pulled her panties down to her ankles.
Rachel's skim was damp with a thin layer of sweat. She had been cooking with the oven up to 500 degrees that Quinn couldn’t help it. More butter rolls were on the table, cut up tomatoes, fruits, vegetables, and potatoes. Rachel teased her, wearing only a lacy bra and a skirt as she cooked. The singer had been getting ready when it was time for her to take over in the kitchen.
"You are so hot," Quinn murmured as she squeezed Rachel's ass before massaging it. She kissed the top of Rachel's ass before slipping her tongue in between the cheeks. Rachel gasped as Quinn ran her tongue between her ass that her hand shot out and tossed the salad. The bowl clanged against the ground as the salad littered everywhere on the ground.
"Oh, god, Quinn." Rachel arched her back as Quinn moved down to her wet slit.
Quinn lapped and licked the warm opening quickly, trying to get every drop that she could savor. She heard the sounds of moaning and groaning as Rachel rocked back and forth against Quinn's tongue. She replaced her tongue with two fingers and began pumping in and out of Rachel.
The blonde stood up and hovered behind Rachel. She pulled out her fingers just before Rachel hit the edge.
"What the fuck! Quinn!" Rachel growled angrily as she shoved her ass back against Quinn. Quinn leaned down and kissed the base of her neck as her hand reappeared, tugging at her clit before sliding right back. Rachel threw her head back as she screamed in pleasure. The teasing was relentless as Quinn worked her free hand around Rachel's breast. She cupped the swell through the lace and massaged it.
Rachel curled into the kitchen table, feeling her legs crumble underneath her and as she tried to keep up with the strokes of Quinn's fingers. "Oh...that feels....so good...," she let out a guttural moan and pushed back harder on Quinn's fingers. She could feel Quinn's fingers explore her, massaging its way through. She felt her push closer to the edge as Quinn explored deep inside her, she could tell Quinn was already knuckle deep in her.
"Let go, honey," Quinn breathed out unevenly. Rachel savored the feeling of Quinn's still fingers. Suddenly, Quinn spread her fingers and curled them, her thumb pressing down on her clit hard. Rachel screamed loudly as the orgasm crashed into her.
A thud followed as Rachel's torso fell onto the table. "Quinn...," Rachel tiredly called for. Her body couldn’t move as it buzzed with endorphins. She could feel kisses on her ass once more. She turned around and laid on her back. Her legs hung off the edge of the kitchen table with Quinn gently resting between them.
Quinn stared at the stream of sweat that found its way down Rachel's neck. There was nothing that could tear her eyes away from Rachel's satisfied expression as she laid tiredly on the table. "I love you," she whispered as she leaned down and kissed Rachel gently on the lips.
"I love you too but we have to stop making this kitchen sex a habit," Rachel joked as she wrapped her legs around Quinn's waist. "I just tossed the salad." Quinn snickered as she kissed her again.
"No. I tossed your salad."
Author:zta_atsin
Rating: NC-17
Length: 3,403
Characters: Rachel/Quinn
Spoilers: None set in future
Summary: PWP in the kitchen, 'nuff said
A/N: Okay, I havent written in awhile [I think a good week] but its okay. I've had this song R. Kelly - In the Kitchen stuck in my head for awhile now. I've just been busy trying to get some time to write this out, I am still working on other projects too so I am all over the place. I dont usually write this stuff considering, I am new to writing anyways. However, I tried because this song just kept giving me images! =.=....I hope you like it, I mean I had a hard time ending it but please review~ I'd really appreciate some feedback on this.
Quinn walked into her flat with her briefcase barely in her arms as she juggled several files in her hand while shouldering her phone up to her ear. "No, I hear you, S," she grunted out as she crouched over to keep hold over all her things. She rushed into the living room. "You can't expect me to have dinner with you and B right now, I just got home."
She caught a whiff of something cooking from the kitchen as she dropped her things on the coffee table. God, she's cooking again. "Wait, Rach is cooking," Quinn swallowed as she bit her lip. She could smell the in the air; the scent of butter rolls, freshly cut vegetable, and fresh fruit salad wafted through the air. It was heaven all together as Quinn's heart pounding with the image of the smaller brunette rounding the kitchen.
Her feet began to move on her own as she vaguely listened to Santana. Quinn stopped at the kitchen door and saw a goddess before her.
Rachel rounded the island several times as she gathered ingredients. It was steaming in there. Too hot to wear clothes as Rachel seemed to conclude by wearing an oversized Columbia University t-shirt that Quinn always wore to sleep. Her lusciously toned legs graced Quinn, teasing her as the t-shirt skimmed the bottom of her ass when she strutted by.
Quinn gulped. "It's--another time--S," she managed out at Rachel continued moving expertly around the kitchen. Her heart pounded inside of her as Rachel brought whatever sauce it was gently to her lips to taste it. Her lips were always soft, welcoming, and teasing that it only left Quinn wanting more.
She licked her lips unconsciously as Rachel continued to move around the kitchen.
A glance of acknowledgement came and Quinn smirked at Rachel. Rachel tucked her hair behind her ears as she threw more ingredients into the pot on the stove. She could tell Quinn was getting really horny. There was no other reason for that smirk Quinn donned as she unconsciously bit her lip.
"I'll talk to you later," Quinn said into the phone quickly. She placed her phone down on the counter and moved behind Rachel as she took care of the things on the stove.
In a second, Rachel felt a pair of arms loops around her waist. Startled, she almost dropped the wooden spoon but kept a tight grip as her neck began to get damper. She could feel Quinn's lips press against her neck and moved down to the base. The slight touch started a flame inside of Rachel as she tried to remain focused.
Quinn moved up and nibbled at Rachel's earlobe. The domestic scene that was before her was becoming more and more tarnished with her fantasies. She slid her hands all over Rachel's body, the fabric grazing Rachel's skin intimately that it elicited a whimper from the woman. She cupped Rachel's breast and found the girl throwing back her head with a moan.
"Oh god, Quinn, I didn’t finish making dinner yet," Rachel hushed as she stirred whatever was in the pot. Quinn didn’t really pay attention as she slid her hands back down. Rachel gasped at the touch. "Quinn..." Her ass bucking back into Quinn's crotch.
"Rachel...," Quinn mumbled as she began working on her neck again.
"Dinner..."
"Can wait," she finished as she turned down the stove. Quinn slid her hand up and down the lace panties Rachel wore. She could feel Rachel shudder in her arms as she created more friction against her mound.
Rachel dropped the wooden spoon into the pot and turned around to the blonde. "Couldn’t wait?" she growled as she leaned up to kiss her wife. She tugged at the lapels of her suit jacket for a better entrance.
The blonde didn’t feel the need to answer as she hungrily kissed Rachel. She could feel the woman crumbling in her arms as she slipped her tongue in.
Rachel rolled her eyes back and pulled the jacket down. It got as far as Quinn's forearms before she was edged away from the stove. It was still hot.
Quinn ripped her jacket off and threw it on the ground. She wrapped her arms around Rachel tightly before inching them away from the stove. Taking only a few steps, Quinn stopped again. Her hands firmly gripped Rachel's waist before lifting her up onto the counter.
A gasp slipped from Rachel's lips as she pushed over the bowl of butter rolls. "Quinn, don’t stop," the brunette groaned as she struggled to breathe. Quinn continued to kiss her fiercely, running her hand through the dark locks. Rachel was pulled towards the edge of the counter and found Quinn settling between her thighs. She could feel her panties get damper as the fabric of Quinn's pants rubbed against her. She bucked her hips against Quinn roughly. Every part of her body tingled with every tug, touch, and grab.
Quinn could tell her pants would be stained with Rachel's wetness but she didn’t care. The sight of her wife was enticing on its own. She slipped her hand down again and pushed aside Rachel's lacy panties. A gasp followed. Her hand almost slipped at how wet Rachel had been. She felt a throb between her own legs as she slid her fingers up and down the warm, wet slit.
She brought her fingers back up and brought it to Rachel's lips. They welcomed her wet fingers as Quinn sucked on Rachel's neck. She winced at how hard Rachel brought her teeth around her fingers but couldn’t stop feeling pleasure as Rachel's tongue slid around her fingers expertly.
She pulled her fingers out of Rachel's mouth and looked at her wife. A smirk curled at the corner of lips and Quinn seized Rachel's lips again. The brunette groaned even louder. Quinn slid her fingers into Rachel, causing a scream as Rachel's hip met her fingers with a rough buck.
Quinn licked and nipped Rachel's earlobe as she pumped her fingers in and out of Rachel. Her wife responded generously with loud moans and heavy grinding.
"You're so hot..." Quinn huskily whispered into Rachel's ear as she pressed down on the erected nub with her thumb and began rubbing it in circles.
Rachel whimpered as she held the blonde closer, her mouth biting down on her shoulder. She couldn’t control herself as she clamped her mouth down. Quinn arched back but that didn’t stop her from pumping in and out of the throbbing flesh. Rachel grinded harder against Quinn. She felt Quinn spread her two fingers inside of her and screamed loudly as she gripped onto Quinn's body.
Quinn grunted as Rachel bucked her hips wildly and her nails dug through her shirt. She felt Rachel's whole body quiver and shake against her as she rode out her orgasm. After a few moments, Rachel fell limp, resting her head on the blonde's shoulder and trying to even her breathing.
"Just give me a minute..." Rachel breathed out. She held Quinn in her arms loosely and rubbed her wife's back. "Do you want me to finish dinner now?"
Quinn pulled her head back and looked at Rachel. She smirked. "I have an idea for dinner." She slid Rachel off the counter and swung the smaller girl into her arms with ease. Rachel squealed as they made their way into their bedroom.
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The next morning Rachel got up early to clean up the mess she and Quinn had left behind. They had dinner and then dinner. Rachel could barely register what time they even had dinner before they slipped the dishes into the sink and slid into bed together.
She pulled at the strings to her robe as she began to make breakfast.
Quinn reached out in her bed but felt nothing. The warm dip in the bed told her that Rachel had just woken up. She heard the slight sounds of metal cluttering from the kitchen and smirked. She rolled out of bed and slipped herself into the t-shirt Rachel wore the night before and athletic shorts.
The blonde could smell the pancakes and bacon cooking as entered the room. God, she knows me too well. She smiled.
Once more, Rachel stood over the stove, cooking. Only this time, she wore nothing but a robe. It had been quite evident that Rachel was bare underneath the soft, cotton robe as it fell open to reveal her bare body.
Rachel bopped her head to the music that played in her head as she flipped the cooked pancake into a plate nearby and poured more batter. She licked her fingers of the batter and continued cooking. Quinn licked her lips as Rachel's hips moved on their own from side to side.
She better go put on some clothes. Quinn bit the bottom of her lip as she approached. She walked behind Rachel and dropped her chin onto Rachel's shoulder. She held one arm around Rachel's waist and reached out the other to grab a spoonful of batter.
"This tastes good," Quinn whispered as she licked the bottom of the spoon.
"Quinn! I am in the middle of cooking!" Rachel scolded as she flipped another cooked pancake onto the plate with the others. She reached for the spoon and realized it had disappeared. She turned around as Quinn licked the spoon clean of the batter. Rachel frowned, disapproving of such unhealthy action. She reached out for the spoon but Quinn easily raised her hand to keep it away.
"That is not fair at all Quinn," Rachel whined as she hopped up to grab the spoon.
"I'll tell you what's not fair," Quinn stated as she held the spoon higher ever time Rachel jumped, "you jumping up and down naked letting your breasts bounce."
"You never complained about that before," the shorter girl teased and pouted as she jumped again.
"I am now because it's only breakfast and I want to have sex with you."
Rachel stopped jumping and pouted. She stepped close enough to Quinn that her breasts pushed firmly against Quinn's. Quinn's hand was still holding the spoon high up in the air. Rachel smirked at the opportunity. She gripped Quinn's waist closely against hers before wriggling her fingers at her sides.
Quinn couldn’t help but squeal out into a loud fit of laughter as the brunette tickled her sides. "Stop, Rachel!" the blonde yelled out for mercy as she brought her hands down. "Oh god!" Quinn laughed loudly as she found herself pushed back into the counter, cornered. "Rachel!"
The spoon fell into the batter with a sloppy splash as she writhed between Rachel's fingers.
Rachel easily grabbed onto Quinn's sides and steadied the writhing girl. She smirked. "Is there something that you wanted, baby?" she teased as she looked up at the blonde.
"Only you, honey."
"Well, then what are you going to do to get me?" Rachel asked as she flirtatiously ran her hands up and down Quinn's arms. The tingling sensation tickled Quinn again causing her to giggle.
"I can do plenty of things," Quinn returned as she rubbed her nose against Rachel's.
"Amaze me."
A sudden thick layer of cool batter dripped against Rachel's chest causing her to gasp with surprise. The sudden coolness startled her as she pushed away slightly and found batter slipping between her breasts further south.
Suddenly, Quinn was on her knees catching the falling batter. Rachel shivered at the touch of Quinn's tongue against her stomach. She could feel the blonde's tongue sliding up further along the trail of batter. She watched as her wife licked her chest clean of the sticky substance.
Quinn meticulously licked upwards, grabbing every taste of sugar and flour that she could. Her hands slipped into the robe and crept up to cup Rachel's swelling breasts. She kneaded the firm globes in her hands as she tasted the last of the batter that clung between Rachel's breasts.
"You taste good, baby," Quinn whispered as she placed butterfly kisses along Rachel's collarbone and continued working her hands.
Rachel threw her head back in pleasure. Her hands pushed on Quinn's for a firmer grip. She moved Quinn backwards until she hit the counter.
The blonde looked startled. She let out an aroused laugh before gripping Rachel's waist and pulling her in. Her knee found its way between Rachel's warm thighs. Rachel responded by slipping her leg in between Quinn's and pushing her firmly against counter. She held onto the edge of it for support as she thrust her knees between Quinn's warmth.
Quinn emitted a groan as she threw her head back in pleasure. She lifted her leg up and let Rachel fully ride her thigh. She could already feel the mirroring dampness in between Rachel's legs. Her arms looped around Rachel's back firmly as she brought their lips back together.
Both of their hips moved simultaneously, riding each other's leg. Quinn bit Rachel's lips as she struggled to keep her leg up in the air. A slight pain shot through her leg but she continued, letting Rachel ride her as her hips bucked furiously against Rachel's leg.
Rachel let out a growl as she pushed Quinn harshly against the counter. Payback for biting me. She slipped her tongue straight into Quinn's mouth and fought for dominance.
Quinn refused to lose and pushed Rachel back, letting her tongue harshly taking control over Rachel's. She grabbed Rachel's waist and bounced her up and down. The ripples of pleasure hit Rachel's core multiple times.
Rachel buried her head into Quinn's neck as her hips picked up the pace with the pounding. She gripped the edge of the counter tightly as she rode Quinn's leg. Her leg jerked up harshly against the blonde's core, the wetness easing onto her leg. She heard Quinn moaned and pressed harder.
A gasp came before Quinn moved her hips quicker than before. Quinn pressed her leg further against Rachel and knew the singer was close to the edge. She groaned, feeling Rachel between her legs, before slipping her fingers against Rachel's swelling clit. A loud squeak came before Quinn pinched and tugged at the flesh.
Rachel let out a scream that ripped pleasure through her body. She let herself go, riding hard into the orgasm as Quinn slid her leg back and forth slowly. Her body bucked and quivered as Quinn's fingers rubbed her clit in circles. She felt her legs give out underneath her causing her to slide down to the ground. Her heart pounded wildly inside of her as her knees hit the ground.
"Are you okay?!" Quinn exclaimed with deep concern as she bent down to help Rachel up.
Rachel held up her hand, halting Quinn from moving. She took deep breaths in and out as she waited for the sensation in her legs to come back.
"Honey?"
The brunette looked up and saw Quinn's eyes filled with concern. She let out a labored laugh as she straightened her back. She reached up and slipped her fingers into Quinn's waistband before pulling down the shorts. Quinn gasped as she grabbed hold of the counter. Rachel edged Quinn's legs apart and inhaled the intoxicating scent.
She knew Quinn just needed a little more before she was over the edge. Rachel used her fingers and rubbed her clit slowly. She looked up and saw Quinn throw her head back, she smirked before closing her lips over the erected nub. She sucked at it before licking it generously. She could feel the vibrations of Quinn's body as she let out a moan.
"God, don’t stop," Quinn practically begged.
Rachel spread the blonde's legs further apart before licking the wetness at her entrance. Quinn throbbed at the touch. She timidly licked the entrance, tasting the sweetness. Quinn ran her hand through Rachel's hair, encouraging her to continue. Rachel pushed her tongue in and felt Quinn's walls tighten. She pushed up further and Quinn tiptoed up into the air before dropping down. She licked and sucked generously.
Quinn held Rachel's head in place as she writhed in pleasure. Her hips coming down hard on Rachel's mouth as the woman worked her tongue. With a simple scale hummed into her, Quinn threw her head back and felt her legs give out underneath her. Her body became undone as the orgasm crashed over her.
She slid onto the ground, limp and exhausted. Quinn looked at Rachel, who was wiping her chin of her. She laughed at the sight before bringing her in for another searing kiss.
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"Quinn! We have to stop this! My parents are coming over in 2 hour!" Rachel exclaimed as her hands were planted firmly on the kitchen table. She tiptoed up to where Quinn wanted before she felt her skirt hike up to her waist.
"There is nothing wrong with a little snack before dinner," Quinn responded calmly as she pressed the wet patch of fabric between Rachel's legs. The other woman moaned loudly at the touch before Quinn pulled her panties down to her ankles.
Rachel's skim was damp with a thin layer of sweat. She had been cooking with the oven up to 500 degrees that Quinn couldn’t help it. More butter rolls were on the table, cut up tomatoes, fruits, vegetables, and potatoes. Rachel teased her, wearing only a lacy bra and a skirt as she cooked. The singer had been getting ready when it was time for her to take over in the kitchen.
"You are so hot," Quinn murmured as she squeezed Rachel's ass before massaging it. She kissed the top of Rachel's ass before slipping her tongue in between the cheeks. Rachel gasped as Quinn ran her tongue between her ass that her hand shot out and tossed the salad. The bowl clanged against the ground as the salad littered everywhere on the ground.
"Oh, god, Quinn." Rachel arched her back as Quinn moved down to her wet slit.
Quinn lapped and licked the warm opening quickly, trying to get every drop that she could savor. She heard the sounds of moaning and groaning as Rachel rocked back and forth against Quinn's tongue. She replaced her tongue with two fingers and began pumping in and out of Rachel.
The blonde stood up and hovered behind Rachel. She pulled out her fingers just before Rachel hit the edge.
"What the fuck! Quinn!" Rachel growled angrily as she shoved her ass back against Quinn. Quinn leaned down and kissed the base of her neck as her hand reappeared, tugging at her clit before sliding right back. Rachel threw her head back as she screamed in pleasure. The teasing was relentless as Quinn worked her free hand around Rachel's breast. She cupped the swell through the lace and massaged it.
Rachel curled into the kitchen table, feeling her legs crumble underneath her and as she tried to keep up with the strokes of Quinn's fingers. "Oh...that feels....so good...," she let out a guttural moan and pushed back harder on Quinn's fingers. She could feel Quinn's fingers explore her, massaging its way through. She felt her push closer to the edge as Quinn explored deep inside her, she could tell Quinn was already knuckle deep in her.
"Let go, honey," Quinn breathed out unevenly. Rachel savored the feeling of Quinn's still fingers. Suddenly, Quinn spread her fingers and curled them, her thumb pressing down on her clit hard. Rachel screamed loudly as the orgasm crashed into her.
A thud followed as Rachel's torso fell onto the table. "Quinn...," Rachel tiredly called for. Her body couldn’t move as it buzzed with endorphins. She could feel kisses on her ass once more. She turned around and laid on her back. Her legs hung off the edge of the kitchen table with Quinn gently resting between them.
Quinn stared at the stream of sweat that found its way down Rachel's neck. There was nothing that could tear her eyes away from Rachel's satisfied expression as she laid tiredly on the table. "I love you," she whispered as she leaned down and kissed Rachel gently on the lips.
"I love you too but we have to stop making this kitchen sex a habit," Rachel joked as she wrapped her legs around Quinn's waist. "I just tossed the salad." Quinn snickered as she kissed her again.
"No. I tossed your salad."