Dare to be Aware - Chapter Eight
Title: Dare to be Aware
Author: Sio & Maura
Rating: Hard NC-17
Length: 30,134
Spoilers: AU
Pairing: Santana/Quinn, past Brittany/Santana, Brittany/Artie mentions, Blaine/Sam, past Quinn/Finn, Quinn/Sam bearding, past Blaine/Kurt
Summary: What does it take to find your own identity? How much pain can you endure in the process?
Warnings (highlight to read): Gender Dysphoria, Violence against Trans, Trans Character, Explicit Sexual Content, Domestic Violence, Graphic Severe Violence, Hospitals, Transitioning, Rough Sex, Potentially dub-con/non-con situations, Abandonment
Chapter 8
After much begging Quinn got permission to stay at Brittany's house Saturday night. Which Quinn had to lie to the blonde that she was really staying at Sam's when she was going to Kelly's for the night. After a pit stop to Blaine's house to get dressed and borrow some of the boy's more fancy clothing he set off to the store where Kelly worked.
Hopping out of his tiny red car he adjusted his snug fitting black jeans and the dark green polo that peaked out from under the black leather jacket. He scuffed his converse covered feet against the ground as he headed towards the shop. He slid inside and smiled, when he saw Kelly sitting at the counter studying. "Hey, pretty girl," He smiled as he looked over the auburn haired girl.
"Hey, you," she responded with a smile when she turned and saw him. She was in the same forest green polo and khaki shorts as when they first met, but by this point Quinn recognized them as the store's uniform - odd as it was to have a uniform in a sex shop. Coming around the counter, she leaned up on her tip toes with her hands wrapped in the lapels of his jacket to steal a kiss. "You're a little early. Want to come behind the counter with me for a bit? I've still got a couple more minutes before the guy working nights gets here."
"Sure." He smiled as he pulled away from the kiss and took her hand. "You look stunning." he said as he wrapped his arms around her waist from behind once he got behind the counter. "and smell good too."
"I look and smell like I've been working in a sex shop all day," she teased, leaning back into his embrace, "but thank you. I might have to keep you around just for all these compliments. You're kind of amazing for my ego, Quinn."
"Well.. you only vaguely smell like latex," he teased, smiling and closing his eyes as he held her. He felt safe with her. Almost like when he was with Santana, but with Kelly he felt safe like he didn't have to be angry as well.
"You're so sweet," she giggled, waving at the older man coming in the door in a similar polo. "Hey, Mark!"
"Hey, Kelly, so that's the date you've been so hyped about all week?" He smirked, eyes raking over Quinn as Kelly blushed, "He's cute. Hey, if things don't work out with you and Kelly, I'd give you more than just the time of day," he added to Quinn with a wink.
"Ugh, Mark. Hands off, he's mine," Kelly leaned up and kissed Quinn before pulling him from behind the counter. "It's all yours. Don't burn it down."
"Whatever. You kids go enjoy yourselves."
"Bye Mark." Quinn replied as he followed Kelly out to the car. "Sorry, it's not really the greatest car ever..." Quinn shrugged as he opened the door for her and took her bag and put it in the back before running around and getting in the driver's seat. "Um... where to?"
"It's a car which is more than I have. Beside," Kelly smirked, leaning over to nibble on his ear for a moment, "young guys with cars are hot." She whispered the directions to her house into his ear before sitting back down and buckling up. "I promised you a special night," she added with a lopsided smile.
Quinn calmed his breath for a moment before turning over the car and driving to Kelly's place. He pulled in the driveway with a house and a segregated garage with a staircase. "Do... you live here?" he asked confused, not really thinking he was going to be going into a family home.
"Sort of," her lips twitched into a smile as she pointed to the staircase heading up the side of the garage. "I live up there." She looked over at him and bit her lip with a nervous smile, not completely used to bringing guys home. "I did promise tonight would be special. This is special. A," she actually blushed slightly, "a bed is always more special than the backseat of a car, Quinn."
"That's really cool." Quinn smiled and got out of the car and moved over to hold the car door open for Kelly to get out. "It's already special because you're here so we're doing good, right?" He said as he held his hand out for her and let her lead him up to her apartment.
Kelly laughed softly, "I have mentioned you're a fast learner, haven't I? Come on, lover. Let's get you fed so you have stamina for tonight," she teased, unlocking the door and letting him into her small place. "Well, welcome to my home."
It wasn't very fancy, only three rooms. A bedroom off in the back, a bathroom and a kitchen sharing space with the living/dining area. There were a few photographs on the walls in frames and a couple of movie posters as decorations and the furniture was an eclectic mix of second hand. "I know it's not much, but make yourself at home. I promised you dinner so what would you like? If I can't make it I can probably order it."
"I'm good with anything you want." Quinn said as he shrugged off his jacket and put it down on a the back of her desk chair and his keys on the desk. "You keep telling me I'm a fast learner but I'm not sure why." he said shyly as he watched her move around the apartment.
Kelly glanced over her shoulder at him as she headed to the kitchen area to make a simple dinner of steak and salad. "Because you are. You don't come across as having a lot of experience with these things but you know how to compliment, how to kiss," her smirk deepened slightly, "the start of how to make a woman feel good in bed..."
"I just do what I think people should... I'm kinda old fashioned I guess," he said as he followed her in and hopped up on he counter and watched her. "I can watch this stuff if you wanna go change out of your work stuff."
"I thought I was supposed to cook for you," she teased, "but okay. I'll just be a little bit, okay?"
Pulling him down for a kiss that was soft but promised more, she brushed her tongue over his lips with a fleeting smile before vanishing into her bedroom. As soon as the door closed behind her, she stripped down to her bare skin and slipped into a sheer black thong. She hesitated for a moment, glancing at the door almost nervously before selecting a sheer black camisole that matched but didn't leave anything to the imagination as she slid it over her head without a bra.
Selecting a short skirt that just brushed the bottom of her ass and loose, cap-sleeved button up that she only fastened to just below the neckline of the chemise, revealing her cleavage, she dressed and daubed a little perfume on her neck and wrists before heading out to the kitchen again. She wouldn't dress like this and go out no matter what her reputation, but she wanted to show off for her man that night. She smiled at the sight of Quinn flipping the steaks and ran her tongue over her lips before clearing her throat softly as she came up behind him. "So? How do I look?"
"Wow." Quinn breathed as he looked her over, "You look really sexy." he leaned in and pressed a kiss to her neck and smiled at the smell of her perfume. "But you'd look good in or out of anything." he pulled away and turned back to the steak.
"You are such a sweet talker," she murmured wrapping her arms around his waist from behind and snuggling into his back, "but you really don't have to with me. I already want you to touch me later, Quinn. You can stay all night, can't you?"
"Yes, I can stay the night, but I'm not trying to butter you up." He said as he tangled their fingers together, "I just like making sure you know what I think about you." He looked over his shoulder, smiling at her. "People I've dated in the past... they never did that and I swore that I would make sure girls always know where they stand in my eyes."
"Quinn," Kelly breathed, overcome for a moment. "I was right. You are far too good for someone like me." She smiled and pressed her cheek into his back. "Thanks for being with me like this though. I'm going to do my best to make sure you can give the girl you finally pick the best experience of her life when you finally get to the bedroom part of things."
Quinn's smile faltered for a moment, "I wish this didn't have to be fleeting." He sighed as he held her closer, "I wish you didn't believe that you couldn't be good for me outside of the bedroom..." He knew it was true, from what Blaine had told her and what she knew about her and Santana that he was never going to be her boyfriend and he wasn't ready to give her everything. "That I could be strong enough to be your man in front of the whole world."
"Quinn, don't wish for things like that," Kelly whispered into his back. "I'm not the kind of girl who gets a guy like you long term. I'll just hurt you and you deserve a lot better. You'll find a lot better," she added, brushing her lips over the base of his neck as she rose up slightly on her tiptoes, "and that girl is going to be incredibly lucky. I promise."
"We have right now, right?" He said hopefully, "We have for however long we have and that has to be amazing." He turned around and pressed his forehead against hers. "One... one thing... Santana... I know you have whatever you have with her... but she doesn't know... she doesn't know about me like this... that I'm the same person she knows at her captain in cheerleading..." he swallowed, "I don't want her to know yet okay?"
"You're a cheerleading captain?" Kelly smirked, "Guess you're pretty flexible then? That's a bonus, but Quinn, I won't tell your secrets. I can promise you that."
"Yeah, I'm the head cheerleader," he rolled his eyes and nipped at her lip, "And yes, I'm very flexible."
"We should test that out later," Kelly murmured with a smile, "but first...dinner. You'll need to keep your strength up," she teased as she moved to plate up the steaks and salads.
Quinn laughed and helped bring the food over to the table and grabbed a couple glasses of water.
After a meal of flirtatious glances and teasing conversation, Kelly smiled at Quinn and reached for his hand. "Come on," she whispered, standing and tugging him towards the bedroom with an almost shy smile.
Quinn nodded and followed her into the room. He was nervous, the time in the back of the car with Kelly was safe because he didn't have to take off any clothing and then the time with Santana was almost too fast for him to comprehend what was happening. He sat on the bed and looked up at the woman. "I'm nervous."
"Don't be nervous," Kelly smiled down at him. "You're a man, I'm a woman... There's nothing more natural in the world than this, Quinn. How you were shaped at birth doesn't change who you are right now. Now," she stepped between his legs and traced her fingers lightly along his neck as his hands settled naturally on her hips, her voice growing husky, "I want you to undress me and I want you to look at me while you do. I want to see the lust in your eyes for my body. I want to feel your hands trembling because of how badly you want to touch me. It makes me feel beautiful to experience those things. Can you do that for me?"
He nodded, moving his hands up from her hips to carefully unbutton shirt and pushing it back over her shoulders to reveal the sheer fabric barely hiding her torso underneath. He leaned back and bit his lip when realized he could see her breasts through the sheer cloth and smiled. "Wow," he breathed as he let his hands slide up under her skirt and ran his palms over her all but bare ass before reaching to hook his fingers into the waistband of the skirt and slide it slowly down over her hips, leaving her in just the camisole and thong. "You are amazing."
Kelly smiled lopsidedly, "Still dressed though. This all you want to see tonight, lover?" She smoothed her hands down over the sheer camisole covering her top, bringing her breasts into sharp focus, nipples stiff against the fabric.
"I got distracted," He said honestly as he slid his hands up under the sheer top. His hands slid up to cup her breasts and let his thumbs brush over her nipples. "Maybe, I want to make sure I work you up a bit before we get you naked," He husked into her ear before pulling the top over her head and throwing it to the floor.
"Lover, you're in the room," she smirked, leaning down to kiss him softly, "I'm worked up. Can you do something for me?" She asked him, raking her fingers through his hair as he slid hands over her hips and ass, fingers occasionally brushing her sheer, soaked through thong and making her moan softly.
"I can do anything for you," he replied as he gently reached down and cupped her core, moaning softly as he pressed a soft kiss to her shoulder. He ran his thumb over the fabric and whimpered as he felt how wet she was.
"Can you show me how it was with Santana?" she asked, her eyes closed and a smile curling her lips at his touch. "I don't know more than it was rough and from behind, but I want to experience what you know so I know what we can work on." She opened her eyes to smile down at him, "Practice does make perfect after all and I want to give you lots of practice."
"I... I can do that," he swallowed and looked at her. "She... she stripped in the parking lot and then got into the car. I... I'm not going to bruise you, okay?" Quinn said as he helped her onto the bed and kissed the small of her back. "I'm not gonna smack your ass ether.. she really pissed me off and it's not gonna happen like that." Quinn said as he leaned back and pulled a condom out of his pocket.
"You won't spank me?" Kelly glanced back over her shoulder as she slid off her thong and got on all fours on the bed in front of Quinn. "Well, that's going to rule out some fun and I like it when you mark me."
"I'm not gonna hurt you," Quinn insisted as he leaned over and turned off the lamp on the table before taking his dick out. He sheathed it in the condom before running his hand down her back and coming closer. "You sure you want exactly how I fucked her?" he asked as he ran the tip down the exposed cleft of her ass.
She couldn't help the thrill of excitement as the room went dark but for the street lights coming in through the window and the feel of his head brushing her. "Yes," she breathed, "exactly. Show me, Quinn. Give it to me..."
Without further preamble, he thrust in, sheathing his entire length in her tight cunt in one move. His member instantly met with slick friction as Quinn grasped hard onto Kelly's hips and started mimicking the pace he set when he'd fucked Santana the weekend before.
Kelly gasped at first, the speed was so quick and powerful that it took her by surprise, but she quickly adjusted and was soon rocking back into him, taking him deeper. "Is this," she panted, "it? N-nothing else?"
he kept pumping hard, his breath labored as he used all the force he could muster. He reached forward and grabbed her breast and tweaked a nipple harshly as he rotated his hips slightly to the right.
"Fuck," she gasped, the speed and force pushing her upper body down into the bed as Quinn pistoned her. She moaned as her breasts rubbed against the slight roughness of the cotton sheets covering her bed and Quinn's member hit just the right spots in her. "Oh...Oh God, I'm close, Quinn," she moaned after a couple of minutes of furious pounding, "I'm so close!"
"I want you to come for me," he ordered, raising back to grip her hip with one hand, the other going to her clit. "Come on my dick."
"Oh God," she moaned, rocking back into him faster and faster. "Yes, God, yes..." She was close to the edge, nearly coming over, her body arching back up and into Quinn's body. "Fuck! Yes!" Her walls rippled and clenched against Quinn's dick, sucking him in deeper as she fell over the edge, her voice dying in a breathless gasp as she climaxed against his member.
Quinn carefully slid out of the limp girl ad tossed of the condom into the trash before tucking himself away. He ran his hand over her back and pressed small kisses to her skin. "Did I hurt you?"
"No," she breathed after a couple minutes trying to remember how to breathe, rolling over with a smile and reaching for Quinn, "though you did make me come incredibly hard. Are you okay?"
"I'm good." He collected her in his arms and held her. "You're amazing," he whispered into her hair.
"You're good at hard," she allowed, kissing up the side of his neck, "but do you know how to be soft? Do you know how to make sure your lover is ready for you?"
"I can try... but I don't know what I'm doing..." he admitted as he tilted his neck for her.
"First," she whispered in his ear, "take off your clothes. Not all," she reassured, "but as much as you can." She nibbled on his ear, "I'm going to teach you to touch a woman gently, Quinn."
Quinn stood up and took off his shoes and jeans, then his polo. He left on his briefs and his compression tank top held his chest down. "I... I don't like being naked..." he admitted looking up at her, scared of her rejecting him.
"It's fine," she smiled up at him, laying back down in the bed on her back and spreading her legs for him, "You don't have to be naked. Just look at me. Tonight I'm yours. Only yours. I want you to explore me, Quinn. There's no rush. Just explore my body and learn what you like to touch and how your touch effects me." She ran her hands down her body and parted her folds for Quinn's gaze for a moment, "Do whatever you want and use whatever you want. Lips. Tongue. Fingers. Just be soft for now."
He watched, letting his hands move to her legs. He let his fingers flutter over her skin and calves. He slid his hands up over her her knees and slid up in between her thighs, he leaned down and pressed a kiss to her stomach and nipped at her belly button.
"Move higher," she whispered, trying to teach him without being distracted by his touch but it was hard, "not all women like you so close to their core so fast. I like it because it's you, but with other women, start with kissing. T-touch my breasts, Quinn..."
Quinn nodded and brought his hands up to her breasts and stroked gently. He leaned up and captured her lips in a soft and sweet kiss as he let his hands stroke over her skin.
"Yes," she whispered into the kiss, her eyes falling closed as she reached up to run her hands over his back, "like that." She tried not to move under him, but she could help the slight buck of her hips as his hands brushed her nipples. "Taste me, Quinn. Show me you enjoy," her voice broke in a high-pitched squeak as he brushed her again, "you enjoy touching me..."
He nodded and moved down and kissed her neck and down to her shoulder. He smiled against her skin as he moved to kiss across her collarbone, leaving a faint mark over on her. He moved down, kissing her sternum before finding the swell of her breast under his lips and teased the nipple with his tongue and pulled it between his lips and gently kissed it. He was nervous, he had never done this before and he didn't want to disappoint.
"That's right," she breathed tangling her fingers in his hair and gently encouraging to move the way she wanted him too. "Suck me, Quinn. Some girls you have to be very, very gentle with," she moaned softly as his tongue stroked her peak, "but not me. You can be firm with me. Mark me if you want. I like those things." She was panting as she spoke, Quinn's mouth nervously teasing her breast reawakening her arousal after her earlier orgasm. "You can use your teeth on me, but not too hard."
Quinn did as Kelly said and sucked harder. His tongue ran in circles around the peak while his fingers teased the other. He looked up and watched her lustful expressions as he worked her up.
"Oh God," she hissed, pressing her head back into the pillows as she desperately tried to cling to enough rationality to direct him, "yes, like that. N-now, reach down and t-touch me, Quinn. Women get w-wet when they're," she gasped, letting out a low moan as her hips bucked, "they're aroused. Am...am I wet for you?"
He slid his hand down and moaned around her breast as he felt the sopping arousal coating his fingers. "Fuck." He moaned as he fumbled around through her folds, "You're dripping."
"Do you want to taste?" she asked breathlessly, rocking her hips to slide her clit against his fumbling fingers. "You can. Just kiss down until you can taste me and," she let out a low whine as the slight roughness of callous on his fingertips scrapped over her clit, sending shudders though her body, "and lick me, Quinn."
He tore his mouth away from her breast and kissed down her chest to her stomach. He settled between her legs and looked up for a moment before leaning down and tentatively sliding his tongue through her folds. A deep moan erupted from his throat as he licked up to her clit then back down to the core of his lover's body.
"Oh...yes, Quinn," she moaned, her hips thrusting up to meet his mouth. "Now, follow the little folds to," she gasped for breath, "to where they come together and...and suck on the little hard spot."
He did as she asked and moved up to find her clit. He gently ran his teeth over the nerve before sucking on it while sliding his hands up and down her legs.
"Yes," she hissed, rolling her hips in time with the suction on her clit. "N-now... Slide down a-and slip your tongue in me..."
Quinn moved down and moved Kelly's legs over her shoulders so he could have a better angle on her body. He slid his tongue into the woman's core as far as he could go. He looked up and watched her as he slowly thrust his tongue in and out of her tight core, stroking her walls.
"Oh God," she moaned softly, her eyes rolling back in her head, "you are a fast learner." She panted, her walls fluttering against his tongue, but she held onto the edge and didn't come. "T-this," she gasped, "is tongue-fucking. It," she swallowed hard, "it'll turn on a lot of women and m-make some come." After almost a minute more, she tugged on his hair, "Come here and kiss me." She was breathless with how close he'd taken her already, "I want to taste myself on your lips while you fuck me slow with your big dick, Quinn."
He moved up to her lips, kissing her forcefully as he moved to lay on top of her. He pushed himself up on his arms so he could look down at her as he rocked his hips against hers. He reached down and groaned awkwardly when he realized he needed to grab a condom from his jeans. He quickly hopped off and grabbed the foil wrapper before sliding back onto the bed, nervously he pushed off his boxers and kicked them to the side and slid on the condom. He quickly climbed back on top of her so she didn't have to see the straps that held his appendage to his body as he reached down and tried to push himself into her, only to miss then miss again on his second try. He growled as he tried to find her entrance.
Kelly barely kept her laughter in check and pulled him down into a kiss, teasing him into letting her in to explore his mouth with her tongue until he relaxed against her. "Relax," she whispered with a smile, her lips moving against his they were so close, "there's no hurry or expectations." She slid a hand down his arm and tangling her fingers with his, her palm against the back of his hand, led him down between them.
"There's no harm in using your hands, Quinn," she murmured, curling his fingers around his condom wrapped dick and easing the head down to line up with her entrance. "Women like a hands on approach sometimes," she teased, rolling her hips until he slid inside her a couple inches, bringing a soft gasp from her lips. "Think you can handle things from here?"
"Y-yeah...I think I got it." He groaned as he slowly put pressure down on his hips and pressed inside her. He filled her with with his member until they were flush against each other. "Y-You okay?"
"Never better," she whispered against his lips with a slight waver as she adjusted to feeling him stretching her. "Move with me, Quinn. This is how it's supposed to be with a man and woman." She rolled her hips, rocking against him and moaning softly at the feeling of his lower body rubbing her clit as his member moved in her. "J-just take your time and show your lover how you feel about her," she whispered, her eyes closed as she ran her hands up and down his back.
He moved with her, his biceps flexing as he used his upper body to help him with leverage. His lips pressed against her neck as he stroked in and out slowly.
"That's right," she gasped, her breath hot as it flowed over his ear. Her nails scratched his skin, sliding his tank top up in the back to rake over his lower back. She moved with him, matching his thrusts. "Perfect," her voice shook as he pushed her higher and higher, "roll your hips as y-you thrust... God, Quinn..."
Quinn nodded and rolled his hips, his years of cheerleading doing him well with stamina and strength as he continued to try to keep himself slow as he fucked Kelly. He let out small grunts as he tried to go as deep as he could inside her, though he couldn't feel how far inside he was but by the tempo of her breathing and moans he was able to guess she was close to another orgasm.
"Very good," she panted, digging her nails into his ass and pulling him close. "I'm close. God, you're good... So close..."
He moaned softly into her ear as he felt the friction from their bodies pressing against the base of his penis. He sped up just a little bit as he rotated his hips so he drove more to the left as he moved his hand to her breast. "Come for me."
"D-demanding," she gasped, smiling as she increased her speed and leaned up to nip his ear, "I like it." She clung to him as he thrust into her, his member rubbing over her g-spot with each thrust making her moan and whimper until finally she dug her nails hard into him and her body arched up under him in climax. She shuddered against him as he brought her through her second orgasm of the night. Finally, trembling, she slumped back into the bed under him and smiled up dazedly. "Very fast learner," she whispered, feeling her walls still fluttering along his shaft.
He fell down to the bed with her and wrapped his arms around her body. He rolled them, so she would be mostly on top of him, his dick still deep within her as he tried to calm his breath. "C-Can we stay like this for awhile?" he whispered, needing to cuddle after their union because of how he remembered Santana when they had finished, how she had shut down and turned into a person he never wanted her to be.
"Sure," she whispered, resting her head on his shoulder and breathing in the clean scent of his sweat and the mingled odors of their arousal.
She didn't usually want her male partners to stay inside her, but it was different with Quinn. She nuzzled his neck gently wishing she was good enough of a girl to be the one who would always get to be the one he held, but she'd never been one to lie to herself and she knew who she was. She'd break his heart if she let him too close and she didn't want to be the one to do that to him.
"How do you feel?" she asked softly, gently drawing patterns over his chest through his tank top. "You still want to stay tonight, right?"
"I'd like that." He said softly pressing a kiss to her neck. "Can... Can I put my briefs back on please?" He asked as he looked into her eyes, "I'm not really comfortable being naked."
"Yeah," she nodded with a little smile, resting her arms on the bed on either side of his head and lifting herself off of him with a tiny whimper of loss. "I guess I should get cleaned up," she added, gesturing to herself. "You're welcome to the bathroom first if you want though."
He got up and carefully sliding out of bed and hiding his member with his hands shyly. He pressed a kiss to her lips and grabbed his boxers before heading into the bathroom. Quinn pulled off the condom and threw it away and washed his cock and dried it before reattaching it to his harness. He pulled his boxer briefs back on and readjusted his tank top. Coming back out to the bedroom, he smiled at the sight of her lying there nude waiting for him. "Sorry," he said as he came back to the bed looking over her bare body, "You are amazing."
Her lips twitched in a slight smile. "Thanks," she murmured, "you're pretty amazing yourself." Getting up, she walked across the room to get her robe but at the last minute changed her mind. "I suppose my walking around the the buff wouldn't bother you too much after what we did," she asked with a little shrug and a return of the slight smile. Picking up the robe anyway, she draped it over her arm to use after her shower. "I'm just going to take a shower," she explained, then looked at him, licking her lips and looking almost vulnerable for a moment, "I hope you'll still be here when I get back." Without waiting for and answer she headed out and into the bathroom, the sound of running water soon coming from the small room.
He watched her before going to get two glasses of water from the kitchen and to re-make the bed. He let his fingers fall against a photo of Kelly when she was younger with a smile. "So pretty," he whispered almost astounded how someone could willingly keep photos around. Quinn refused to keep her photos simply because they depicted her insecurities and unhappiness. He laid back on her bed and closed his eyes waiting for her to return.
Twenty minutes later, Kelly was almost afraid to come out of the bathroom. She tightened her robe twice and licked her lips, steeling her nerves before she finally reached out and turned the handle coming out. She almost didn't want to open her eyes and look at the bed she was half certain was going to be empty. Then she opened them and saw him lying there on top of the bed with his eyes closed and she couldn't help the smile that curled her lips.
"You stayed," she breathed softly, not entirely sure how to feel about him proving in one move that not all guys were like the one she remembered the most. Crossing the room, she slid into the bed beside him, reaching out to brush a hand over the hard planes of his chest under his tank top as of she couldn't believe he was real. "When did you get to be such a good man, Quinn Fabray?" she asked with a teasing smile.
"Only about a year ago..." He joked, "even then it's only a quarter of the time." He blinked his eyes open and smiled before wrapping an arm around her body. "I really like being here with you," he admitted shyly.
"Well, if it's only a quarter of the time, I'm glad I got to be part of it," she murmured, smiling lopsidedly as she let him cuddle her, only slightly stiff as she tried to let herself relax in his arms. "I wasn't expecting it, but I like you here too, Quinn. Maybe we could do this again sometime?" she ran a finger down the center of his chest, resting her head on his shoulder, "Maybe I could teach you how to feel good next time."
"I don't know how you'd do that." He admitted, before kissing her head, "I like making you feel good and wanted. I like making you happy."
"Well, that's why you have a teacher," she teased, kissing his cheek. "And you are very successful at making me feel good, lover. Better than some of the others in my past, anyway."
"Good to know." He yawned and cuddled into her. "Can we stay like this tonight?"
"Yeah," she whispered, finally relaxing into him with a soft sigh, "I think I'd like that. Just... hold me tonight, Quinn. Please." She didn't tell him that she wanted to feel like she meant something to him - just for a little while. She knew she didn't deserve that, but sometimes it was nice to pretend she was the sort of girl who could be what he needed, what he wanted.