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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/F
  Fandom:
      Glee
  Relationship:
      Quinn_Fabray/Brittany_S._Pierce
  Character:
      Brittany_S._Pierce, Quinn_Fabray
  Additional Tags:
      Songfic, Fingerfucking
  Stats:
      Published: 2011-04-19 Words: 3087
****** Physical: A Quitt Songfic ******
by Helix
Summary
     When unusually warm weather pushes Quinn's hormones out of control,
     she ends up realising several things. One, she really wants to kiss
     Brittany, two she finds out why and three rediscovers something she
     thought gone. Set to the song "physical". Smut.
I'm saying all the things that I know you'll like
Making good conversation
I gotta handle you just right
You know what I mean
I took you to an intimate restaurant
Then to a suggestive movie
There's nothing left to talk about
Unless it's horizontally
Her eyes were so blue, so bright with animation as she talked about the movie
enthusiastically. And while Quinn normally paid attention to what she said, if
only because she was secretly fascinated with what constantly came out of
Brittany's mouth, she was having trouble focusing today. It was unusually hot
but the AC wasn't yet up and running, it was only mid April after all.
"... Quinn?"
The shorter blonde shook her head distractedly, only half coming back to
reality.
"Uh, sorry, yeah. I'm glad we rented it too."
Brittany's eyes sparkled and she took an other sip of her cola. A drop of the
drink pearled off her lip and at that point, Quinn knew that whatever devil's
wind was blowing today had taken full possession of her body and mind. She
leaned over to Brittany, the couch shifting under them as she caught a taste of
the sugary drink right off the rosy, finely sculpted lips.
Let's get physical, physical
I wanna get physical
Let's get into physical
Let me hear your body talk, your body talk
Let me hear your body talk
The blue eyes widened in surprise before clouding up with arousal and the
taller girl nearly spilled her drink as she flailed blindly to settle it down
on the coffee table. Her mouth parted slightly open and her hands, now freed,
flew to Quinn's waist and tangled in her voluminous, wavy blond hair. The once
head cheerleader arched her back in to the touch ever so lightly and sucked on
Brittany's lower lip, holding either side of her face as she swung one leg over
her lap, straddling her friend with a breathy moan. Was she even pretending to
show some restraint anymore? Probably not. Not that the lighter blonde seemed
to mind if the little whimpers she was hearing were any indicator.
Brittany's fingers loosened their grip on the shorter girl's hair before
sliding through it sensually, lightly tracing her back as she made her way down
to grab that amazing ass she'd always ogled when given the chance, but never
touched. The response was immediate and Quinn ground her hips down against the
dancer's with more vigor than she'd intended but she didn't stop or apologise,
instead opening her mouth wider to allow her partner's tongue to trace her
reddened, pouty lips.
I've been patient, I've been good
Tried to keep my hands on the table
It's gettin' hard this holdin' back
If you know what I mean
Quinn broke the kiss for a moment, still holding either side of Brittany's face
as she peered in to those lust-veiled pools of cerulean. She's sure her own
eyes had grown dark and greener as she imagines they are when she's excited.
Something flickered in the blue eyes, picking up on the wild desire in the
hazel orbs gazing right back at them. Neither of them said anything and by now,
the youngest Fabray daughter could feel her heart beating in her chest so hard
she was under the impression the air could not get in to her lungs.
She took a deep but jerky breath causing her gold cross to bounce off her
chest, reminding her of it's existence, and suddenly her muscles stiffened. The
darker blonde shifted ever so lightly almost as if her last bit of sanity
screamed at her to pull away while it was still time. What was she doing! Her
eyes dropped to Brittany's lips, instantly recreating in her mind the soft,
sweet, delicious feeling of her mouth pressed against them. And while a part of
her thought she should be questioning her choices, the rest pointed out to her
that kissing had never felt this good with Puck or Finn or even Sam's pillowy
lips. Her heart raced faster, which she hadn't thought possible, her gaze
leveling up again with the other girl's. It felt so right. Shouldn't it have
somehow felt wrong? At least a little bit? Isn't that what "I kissed A Girl"
was about? She swallowed hard, trying to steady her now rapidly spinning mind.
Sensing this, Brittany's hands moved up under Quinn's shirt, scratching her
lower back lightly before rubbing it in a comforting manner. Burying her face
in the smaller girl's neck she hummed a few notes before mumbling in to her
skin.
"Its okay, Quinn. You don't have to be scared. Its me, Brittany."
The simultaneous simplicity and depth of that statement hit her like a freight
train. It was the truth. This was Brittany. Her muscles slackened and she sunk
on to the taller girl's lap further, tangling her fingers in her hair, relaxing
without wanting to let go. Of what? She wasn't quite sure, but she held on
anyway.
I'm sure you'll understand my point of view
We know each other mentally
You gotta know that you're bringin' out
The animal in me
Brittany's small elegant lips pecked the nook of her neck and the muscles there
twitched slightly, eager for more. She whispered again, her voice quiet.
"We can stop, if you want... We... I, it doesn't have to mean anything if we go
forward."
Her voice sounded unbelievably sad and Quinn found herself gently forcing the
other girl's face upwards, trying to get her to meet her gaze, but the blue
eyes remained avoiding. Santana always wanted to avoid eye contact, and she'd
grown a little scared of what would happen when she did make eye contact with
someone in these kinds of situations.
"Brittany, look at me. Please."
The lighter blonde finally shifted her eyes to interlock with the jade-like
gems that were intently focused on her. She was a little startled by what she
saw. You mean the world to me. And while there was still a bit of apprehension,
of fear in her eyes, the core sentiment was sincere. Brittany had remained the
one constant in her life pre, post and during her pregnancy. Even if Santana
and herself had been closer, they had always had an explosive friendship.
Santana had clawed at her on more than one occasion and she was admittedly no
better. But Brittany? Brittany visited her against Sue and Santana's requests.
She stayed her friend, even if in a small manner. She was important. She meant
something. But most importantly it was mutual. And while Quinn was mostly only
realising this now, it didn't make it any less significant.
"It will always mean something. Even if... you don't want it to."
"But San said its only fun and games and it doesn't really count."
"Sometimes San is afraid of the truth. She just wants to protect you both...
But she doesn't always realise what the best way to do it is."
The blue eyed girl wasn't exactly sure what the darker blonde was referring but
she had an idea. Deep inside her heart she already knew.
"I... y-you matter Britt. You count." And especially to me. More than you will
ever know.
Really? The sparkling sapphires seemed to ask. Suddenly Quinn was all too aware
of the heat radiating from between her legs. She swallowed hard and nodded to
the silent question before capturing Brittany's lips in to a passionate, open-
mouthed kiss and letting her hand drop to her chest, palming, a bit hesitantly,
the other girl's breast. The moan she felt vibrate in to her mouth was
encouraging and she proceeded to knead it more assertively. She wasn't really
good with wording feelings, but she knew at this point that her body had the
exact vocabulary needed to communicate what she wanted to say to her loyal
friend.
Let's get physical, physical
I wanna get physical
Let's get into physical
Let me hear your body talk, your body talk
Let me hear your body talk
Quinn was amazed at the lightness and delicateness of Brittany's otherwise
strong hands whenever they made contact with her skin. Shivers ran up and down
her spine as she felt the slender fingers trace up her back and unclasp her bra
beneath her shirt. She gasped in to the kiss when her rib cage distended with
sudden freedom. Breaking the kiss, she pulled both garments off and over her
head her torso now completely nude and in full view to hungry blue eyes. The
glint of the gold cross at the base of her neck caught Brittany's attention and
she kissed the newly exposed skin. Having grown self conscious ever since her
pregnancy, the once head cheerleader involuntarily dropped her arms a little
squeezing her own sides. This didn't go unnoticed by the taller girl who kiss
her way down in to the valley of her breasts, he fingers lightly sliding along
the dampened skin of her body until they rested over Quinn's lower abdomen.
Pressing against it gently she looked up in to the hazel eyes, currently
fissured with insecurity, and smiled adoringly.
"You're beautiful."
The innocence and purity of that statement nearly brought tears to the smaller
girl who's arms relaxed away from her body, cupping Brittany's face one more,
pulling her up in to a fervent but emotional kiss. I adore you. She put up no
resistance when the stronger girl began to push her back down on the couch,
never letting go of her lips. Her mouth relaxed further, opening up a little
more as she allowed her tongue to explore.
Let's get physical, physical
I wanna get physical
Let's get into physical
Let me hear your body talk, your body talk
Let me hear your body talk
Brittany sucked very softly on the tip of the adventurous tongue and getting
bolder allowed a hand to go palm one of the full, swollen breasts. Quinn
whimpered loudly through the kiss, having not realised how badly they were
aching until they were touched. The taller blonde kneaded it for a bit,
enjoying how much it made her partner squirm, until she started thumbing it
gently. Quivering, the hazel eyes snapped shut and she broke the kiss, throwing
her head back to moan loudly. How could it ever be wrong, when being touched
like this felt so good? Not that she particularly want to dwell on it, but her
train of thought was completely derailed when the sensation of the soft, tender
lips closing around her other nipple ripped through her body like a shockwave.
Her fingers tangled in to the light blond hair as she mewled and arched her
back up in to Brittany. More. Breathing grew shallow and one of her legs rose,
her strong thigh curling around the taller girl's waist.
Her tongue flicked over the achingly hard bud, without interrupting the
suckling motion which was apparently doing absolute wonders for Quinn. Her
pants suddenly felt very uncomfortable as the increasingly frequent cries of
pleasure rang in to her ears. Unable to bear it any longer, Brittany let go of
the breast with a pop and rose in the air, removing her shirt and her bra in a
single, swift motion. Although the girl beneath her initially whined with
discontent, her breath was taken away by the sight of the gracefully lean body
hovering over her. Taut abs melded gracefully in to a wonderfully sculpted
chest, while the swan-like neck stretched down towards her, bringing their
faces closer.
Quinn hesitated for a second before reaching over with a timid hand, brushing
her palm over the perky tits offered to her, cupping them in turn, softly,
feeling the nipples harden further under her touch and soliciting an
appreciative sigh from her partner. Now bolder, she reached up to kiss the
corner of Brittany's jaw before pecking her throat and latching herself to her
pulse, as she began squeezing her chest. You're important to me.
Let's get physical, physical
I wanna get physical
Let's get into physical
Let me hear your body talk, your body talk
Let me hear your body talk
Neither was quite sure how they'd gotten there, but they were now fully
undressed, lying on their sides facing each other, and kissing each other, with
less urgency than before but a well established languor. Their hands explored
each other's bodies; Brittany with grace and assurance, Quinn's with wonder and
hesitation. I'm scared, but I trust you. The lighter blonde ghosted over the
other girl's collarbone, her chest -toying gently with the gold cross on her
way down-, her beautiful breasts, her stomach, her waist... Up until she rested
them on her hips gently rubbing them and although the space between their two
bodies was already limited, the smaller girl moved in closer, in to the touch
shivering lightly as she did so. The hand dropped to the top of her thigh,
massaging the well developed muscles there. There was a pause and then,
Brittany was slightly startled when a small, feminine hand took hers and guided
it down between a pair of lovely, filled out thighs. I want this. I want you.
Hips bucked forward and Quinn broke the kiss, pressing her forehead against the
taller girl's, lashes low over her eyes, without closing them. Fingers moved
around, tickling her swollen, slick flesh, as if getting acquainted with her
personal shapes. Her breath hitched and she reached for the other girl's
buttocks with one hand and a strong, athletic shoulder with the other,
steadying herself. She let out a high pitched moan when she felt herself
penetrated, whispering Brittany's name in doing so. The flame that'd been
crackling in her lower-abdomen grew in to full blown fire and electricity
coursed through her spine, spreading out to the rest of her body. Her nails dug
in to damp, pale skin and sweat began to bead at her crown and along her back.
You're wonderful.
Soon enough the darker blonde became frantic, rolling her hips, her eyes
fluttering open and closed, peering in to the darkened, lust-filled sapphires
before finally burying her face in the elegant, statuesque neck, kissing it
when she wasn't catching her breath. Her partner whimpered with her when she
felt the vibrations against her skin and seeing that Quinn was slowly beginning
to let go, curled the fingers inside of her, feeling for a very specific spot
deep within her. It didn't take long for her to hit it and when she did, the
other girl saw stars as she screamed out her name. Her hips ground and pumped
against her hand at such a rapid pace it were as if she'd been possessed. And
then it happened. The shorter girl hit her peak, all of her muscles clenching
with a force she never knew she had as fireworks went off inside her body and
thundered through her nervous system. It took her a moment for her head to
steady enough so that she could hold Brittany's face between her hands again
and kiss, in a gentle but assertive, sweet, tender way. The second most loving
kiss she'd ever given, second only to the one she'd laid on Beth's forehead.
Thank you for caring.
Let's get animal, animal
I wanna get animal
Let's get into animal
Let me hear your body talk
Let me hear your body talk
Although her heartbeat hadn't yet steadied, she was more than eager to return
the favour. And while she was admittedly a bit clumsy, she was all but filled
with good intentions and her confidence and desire to please touched Brittany
more than she could express. The golden blonde hair was tangled and sexier than
ever and the blue-eyed girl couldn't help but ruffle it further in an
encouraging manner. She shifted her leg to allow better access to her partner's
brave and willing hand. "Quinn..." her voice was raspy with surprise when she
felt a thumb toying with her little bundle of nerves and she moaned approvingly
when she felt two fingers. With her other hand she tentatively pinched one of
the hardened bright pink nipples, soliciting a long moan.
Chills of pleasure ran up and down her body, not generally used to having so
much attention paid to her by her partners... Pressing her lips in to a deep
kiss in which she moaned in a continuous manner, due to the smaller blonde
having found a steady rhythm that made her hips sway with delight, she
tightened her grip in the wild hair and on the dampened nape of her neck. Do I
really matter that much to you?
The storm in her lower body was building up fast as indicated by her breathy
moans and while she felt herself near the edge, she was suddenly overcome with
an old fear, and, snapping her eyes open sought out Quinn's gaze who seemed
startled by this fact but did not look away or encourage her to cover her pools
of cerulean. I need to know you're really here. Tears of gratitude welled up in
her eyes and they rolled off her cheeks as the ultimate wave crashed over her,
rippling through her body with the force of a hurricane. The foggy lust in her
eyes cleared up, and she looked deep in to the greenish hazel gems facing her,
fascinated by the clearly dilated pupils. She loosened her grip in the hair,
letting her fingers slide through and out of it, rubbing the strong back
gently. She was deeply moved by what she'd seen in the smaller girl's eyes and
she'd never forget it. Thank you for letting me know I'm something.
Quinn smiled bashfully, encircling Brittany's waist with her arms. The gentle
fragrance of Brittany's skin and their combined post-coital bliss was
incredibly soothing and she once more hid her face away in the nook of the
lighter blonde's neck, the dark and pale blonde strands intermingling with each
other and tickling her face. The taller girl rubbed her cheek gently against
the top of her head and for a moment she felt safer and happier than she'd ever
been before. And while she knew this was not something meant to last, that one
day Brittany would return in a pair of loving, copper-skined arms, she would
take every bit of this that she could. Involuntarily squeezing her a bit more
tightly and if possible, closer, she murmured her last few words almost
inaudibly before falling asleep.
"I love you..."
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