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One-shot at Faberry

30. November 2010 (21:28)
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current location: in class
current mood: blah

Title: I need you

Author: first_love88

Pairing
: Rachel/Quinn

Rating: dunno, implied intercourse

Summary: what happens when they fight

Disclaimer: Characters are not mine. No infringement intended. This hasn’t been beta-read. All mistakes are mine.

A/N: I have to listen to country music when I work. The only song that doesn't make me cringe is Lady Antebellum's "Need you now". So I retreated into my fantasy after listening to it. Enjoy!
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I need you. It's the middle of the night. I am the only one out on the streets. A car passes me, its lights hit me shortly, touch me, but I cannot feel them. All I feel is the yearning. Do you think about me? All I feel is that you are not with me. I need you.

 

I sit in the middle of the living room. I lost count of the whiskey shots. There are all the pictures we took together scattered all around me. I only see shades and colors, my vision is blurry from the tears that keep running down my face. I need you.

 

I cannot believe that we ended up like this. I am hurting. I want to hold you and feel your soft hair against my cheek. The tin can over there... it just asks to be kicked. Oh, no I didn't mean for her to trip over it. She looks at me. Shouldn't she be mad at me? I don't understand anything anymore.

 

How? Why? I don't understand anything anymore. My mind refuses to spin in any more circles. My headache gets worse but is nothing compared to my aching heart. If you could only be here. Hold me. Do you miss me? I need you so much.

 

Quinn had no idea when her feet started in this direction because her mind needs forever to catch up these days. Maybe her heart decided to walk this way. She hunched a little and tightened the collar around her neck to keep the cold out. The wind stung in her eyes. Whenever she walked under a streetlight she could see the density of the falling snow. A couple of more steps and it would end. The yearning would go away.

 

Rachel kept hugging her legs. Her chin rested on her knees. She couldn't keep her eyes off the door. She imagined Quinn coming through it. Her tears had finally stopped. Her mind was pleasantly numb and all she felt was the longing for Quinn.

 

Quinn opened the door. She stomped to get the snow off her boots. The room was dark and her eyes needed time to adjust. There was only one person, like she expected. She sat down and gestured for a shot and a beer. If she got drunk, it should cease.

 

The apartment got cold. Rachel yawned, stretched and fell onto the couch. Before she fell into a dreamless sleep she managed to wrap the throw blanket around her.

 

This time she couldn't stomp her feet. It would be too loud. She gently put them down, hung up her coat and tiptoed through the hall towards the bedroom. It was empty. She suddenly was nauseous. Where was Rachel? She couldn't handle an empty apartment. So she grabbed her coat and shoes. The moment she touched the door knob she heard something behind her. Rachel was standing in the door way a blanket hugging her loosely and her hair was disheveled.

 

They were looking at each other. They saw the hurt in each others eyes mixed with regret over their fight. But the most apparent was the hurt they had caused. Rachel reached out and Quinn did not hesitate even a fraction of a second to take her hand. The touch was firm and gentle at the same time. Reassuring. Quinn rubbed her thumb over Rachel's finger.

 

Now their eyes only showed love. Both had the need to establish more contact. They drew closer and hugged. Both breathing the others scent and Rachel shuddered to feel Quinn close again. Quinn had goosebumps. She was too overwhelmed. They walked slowly towards the bedroom, never letting go of each other.

 

Rachel sought Quinn's lips and Quinn pulled her closer. Every touch reassured them that the other one was still there; still loving and needing one another. Soon they had gotten rid of their clothes and established ultimate contact. Breast on breast. Thigh between thigh. Their tears mingled, but so did their moans. The gentle touches said “I'm sorry” over and over again. They would talk in the morning. But for now, while the first rays of sunshine broke through the night, only their actions spoke. They spoke of love and the yearning to be together. Forever.

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Trapped

22. November 2010 (15:15)

Title: Worst Superpower Ever ( 2- Trapped)
Rating: PG-13
Length: 800+
Pairing: Faberry
Spoilers: The Substitute. Also, AU for superpowers
Disclaimer: So this is part of the Glee Round Robin set up by the amazing vsquared_k . It has the potential to be really really good fun and anyone who feels they could add to it, in any way, really should have a go. If you want dibs on the next chapter, say so in the comments and then you've got a week to make good.


Prologue
Part 1 by llaurorall

When Rachel didn’t respond, Quinn began the awkward process of dressing whilst trying to keep everything covered up.

Which was harder than she thought. Somehow her cardigan slipped out of her hands twice. It felt like someone was tugging on it or she had stones in her pockets. Keeping a close eye on Man-Hands she finally managed to be fully clothed again. After a much needed deep breath to calm her nerves she approached Rachel, who was still sitting in front of the door her face in her hands.

Rachel couldn't believe her lousy-power had her stranded in a bathroom with Quinn freaking Fabray. She thought accidentally having a go with Ms. Pillsbury was the height of humiliation. Who knew if anyone would find them in this vacated part of the school.


Maybe they would find Quinn but never her, because she probably ended up killed by the royal Queen herself and then stashed under the tiles or something. No one, in their right mind, would ever dare to sneak a peek at the half-naked head cheerio. At least no one would live to tell the tale. Not even Puck mentioned their night together.

And now Rachel had seen more than what would be needed to make her blush. By now she should be used to fate and her powers working together to make her life miserable, but no. She felt like this happened for the first time. Her heart was racing even though she knew Quinn was dressed again. Her face was flushed and though her eyes are squeezed shut she could still see Quinn in front of her. The spankies hugging the blonde's behind just perfectly. You didn't just think that!
 
“Berry, open your eyes!” Rachel cringed. “Hey, you in there?” Quinn knelt in front of Rachel and looked at her. Her clothes were disheveled and her hair was soaked with something that smelled a lot like a Northern Lite Turtle Latte. All the anger went out of Quinn and she was left smiling because it was a nice change from argyle with slushy to blouse with a side of coffee. “Rachel!” That got the other girls attention. A look of disbelief met her eyes.

Quinn went over to the sink. When she came back with wet paper towels Rachel winced until she realized that the other girl was still waiting for her to stand up. So she did what she was told. “Are you being nice?” She couldn't help but ask while taking the offered towel to clean up. Quinn just shrugged and went to inspect the door.

They really were trapped in a stupid bathroom. Rachel took Quinn's reaction as a sign of a temporary treaty and walked to the mirror. “After all my experience - thanks to you and your minions - I should be used to the sight of me in disarray, but I cannot fathom my current state of garments.” Rachel said with a huff.

Then she realized why she was sporting whipped cream on her clothes. The thought of Ms. Pillsbury's closeness just two minutes ago made her blush again. Quinn stepped closer, her arms crossed as if she was to give a lecture on how one had to speak to her, but the curiosity in her eyes betrayed her pose as a mere act.
“So who's coffee are you wearing? And let me tell you: tan is not your color!” Rachel kept rubbing the stains out of her blouse and tried to explain. “Well there was this uncoordinated incident involving Ms. Pillsbury and her beverage, which had the apparent effect.”

While Rachel was still working on her blouse and got into which colors flattered her complexion, Quinn stared at the other girl's boobs. Because they became visible under the soaked shirt with all the ministrations of the wet towel against it. Quinn's heart rate quickened and she felt this familiar tingling sensation she felt shortly before her stupid power went off. Oh no. She didn't want that. She didn't want Rachel Berry crushing on her added to her problems.
So she took a couple of steps towards the door and a deep breath. Focus, don't freak! If you just relax and find a way out of this damn room everything is gonna be fine.

Too late. A hot and cold wave ran through her and left her body. Seconds later she saw Rachel staring into the mirror. Her hand had stilled and her eyes darkened. The silence in the room was interrupted by heavy breathing. Quinn shut her eyes willing this moment to be over. Rachel was overwhelmed by a sensation she only had experienced once before in a much more private setting. Her knees became weak and her lower abdomen twitched.
Praying to Barbara Streisand, Rachel tried to not have an orgasm in the middle of a bathroom scene with Quinn freaking Fabray's eyes trained on her. But... it was Quinn Fabray looking at her. Beautiful and gorgeous Quinn. What?

They were staring at each others reflections; Quinn almost grimacing on the verge of horror and Rachel with an expression of lust and confusion.

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Wedding challenge

16. Mai 2009 (15:52)

My attempt for the challenge by smartyshortie over in aoshippers!

Title: Getting married
Words: 809
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters only the mistakes only the misspellings and I certainly make no money with writing!

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What's Your International Spy Name?

13. Mai 2009 (11:12)

Your International Spy Name is Princess Goodnight
Your Code Name: Sunburn

You Reside in: Cairo

Why You're a Good Spy: You have total recall

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A-Z challenge

11. Mai 2009 (21:39)

Last entry! Z and finally E for the A-Z challenge! Enjoy!

Titles: Zoo / End, The
Rating: PG 13
Disclaimer: No Spoilers. I don't own A/O! No copyright infringement intended.
Words: 404 / 263

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Party

10. Mai 2009 (21:29)

My entry for the challenge by smartyshortie over in aoshippers!

Title: Outing
Words: 205
Disclaimer: No infringement intended! I don't own A/O or any other SVU character!

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A-Z challenge

10. Mai 2009 (11:34)

X & Y for the A-Z challenge! Enjoy!

Titles: Xerox / Yes
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: No Spoilers. I don't own A/O! No copyright infringement intended.
Words: 219 /233

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A-Z challenge

9. Mai 2009 (15:37)

T/U/V&W for the A-Z challenge! Enjoy!

Titles: Tomorrow / Urge / Virgins / We
Rating: PG 17 (just to be sure)
Disclaimer: No Spoilers. I don't own A/O! No copyright infringement intended.
Words: 312 / 283 / 319 / 321

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A-Z challenge

7. Mai 2009 (22:34)

New one for the A-Z challenge! Enjoy!

Title: Subway
Rating: PG 13
Disclaimer: No Spoilers. I don't own A/O! No copyright infringement intended.
Words: 481

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A-Z challenge

3. Mai 2009 (22:06)

Again three stories for the A-Z challenge! Thanks for your support.

Title: Pretty please / Quintessence / Reassurance
Rating: PG 13
Disclaimer: No Spoilers. I don't own A/O! No copyright infringement intended.
Words: 221/ 129 / 172

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