#quickleberry

Lea Michele + Mark Salling + Dianna Agron requested by anon

  Quinn:   Quinn slid her hands down Rachel’s hips, sinking her teeth into the girl’s bottom lip as she slipped her fingers to the brunette’s thighs, her nails digging in. Rachel was in Quinn’s lap, her pelvis grinding into Quinn’s while the blonde moved her fingers again, teasing at the inside of her legs. Rachel: Rachel gasped softly into Quinn’s mouth, grinding her hips down and scraping her nails lightly across the blonde’s shoulders. She slipped one hand up to the other girl’s hair and tangled her fingers in the gold strands, tugging lightly to expose Quinn’s neck. She bent her head and trailed her tongue lightly across the other girl’s neck, her hips instinctively moving towards the blonde’s fingers. Quinn: Quinn let her head fall, exposing her neck to Rachel’s lips and gasping quietly. She watched the girl’s abdominal muscles as she pressed her thumb to the brunette’s clit, slowly sliding one, then two fingers into her. Quinn was lifting her own hips against Rachel’s body, her free hand at the girl’s waist to hold her in place. Rachel: Rachel let out a moan, rewarding the blonde with a light bite as she ground her hips down to maximize the contact. Her free hand - the one that wasn’t still tugging on the blonde’s hair - slid down Quinn’s chest, lightly playing with the other girl’s left breast, tugging on her nipple when pressure was applied to her own clit. Quinn: Quinn arched back into Rachel’s hand, moving her fingers faster for a moment before stopping. “Switch,” She gasped quickly, waiting for the brunette to move off of her and take the chair, then kneeling in front of her. She ghosted her lips across Rachel’s abdomen, moving slowly lower until head was between the girl’s legs. She kissed at the brunette’s thigh, biting once and then taking the girl’s clit into her mouth, sliding two fingers into the girl once again. Rachel: Rachel let go of Quinn’s hair and breast instantly, moving off of the other girl and then sitting on the edge of the chair, her hips barely on it as she leaned back. The brunette bit her lip at the feeling of the other girl’s lips on her skin, arching her back slightly and gasping at the bite. Once Quinn’s fingers were inside her and the blonde was flicking her tongue against Rachel’s clit, the shorter girl moaned, fighting the urge to buck her hips up. “Shit,” she gasped, not realizing that she was making noise or swearing in the wake of the sensations that Quinn was invoking in her. Quinn: Quinn curled her fingers, her free hand moving up to the girl’s nipple and tugging lightly. The brunette’s sounds made Quinn let out a low moan against her skin, always enthralled by her ability to make Rachel do that. She slipped her tongue once again against the sensitive bundle of nerves, adjusting her body slightly to slip her shoulders under the girl’s legs. Rachel: Rachel moaned again, arching her back and biting down hard on her lip before gasping out loud. The shift in angle made her eyes fly open and she slid her hands back into Quinn’s hair, doing her best to hold her in place. “Oh my god...Quinn,” she moaned, arching her back again. Puck: Puck parked his car in front of Rachel’s house, getting out and walking up to the front door. He didnt even notice the extra car parked in the driveway and just made his way up to the front door. He knocked once before letting himself inside, since he did that every once in a while and her dads didnt mind, and made his way upstairs. He was worried, since he was texting her and then she randomly stopped and wouldnt answer any of his texts after that. He walked over to her bedroom door, turning the knob and speaking as he opened it, “Rachel, did I say something wrong because you havent been answer-...” He looked up from the ground and froze in his tracks, walking in just in time to hear Rachel moan Quinn’s name. He was stuck in that spot, he seriously couldnt believe what he was seeing. Sure, it was fucking hot as hell. But he wasnt sure if he was more turned on or pissed off. His girlfriend was technically cheating on him, and lied to him...and he was definitely more pissed off at the moment. He shook his head and went to turn around, he didnt need this bullshit. Quinn: Quinn froze her movements the moment the recently dark room was flooded with light. She was unable to move her head from Rachel’s thighs, because the girl’s hands was holding her there, but pulled fingers from inside of her, her mouth falling shut as she waited for Rachel to release her. Rachel: Rachel’s eyes flew open at the light and the sound of Puck’s voice, her blood running cold. No, there was no way this was happening. She let go of Quinn’s hair, swearing under her breath and disentangling herself from the blonde girl, panic sinking slightly into her system. “Noah, Noah, wait!” She shouted, grabbing his arm so he wouldn’t leave her room. “It doesn’t mean anything.” She told him softly, not making excuses, just offering an explanation. Puck: Puck was about to pull to his arm away from her, not wanting to deal with this right now and trying not to let his anger get the best of him when she spoke again. He stopped, turning around and looking at her, shaking his head and sucking in a frustrated deep breath. He looked between Quinn and Rachel before settling his eyes back on Rachel, “Show me.” He said, his voice harsh but painful at the same time, he was hurt and pissed off and turned on, he just needed to know it meant nothing and that what happened with him meant something. Quinn: As soon as Rachel’s body was extricated from hers, Quinn moved to grab her sweater from where it had been thrown carelessly onto Rachel’s desk. She shrugged into, not facing the couple and instead staring at the opposite wall, chewing her lip. She didn’t say anything to Puck, what could she say? He had just caught her between his girlfriend’s legs, her name being moaned aloud. Quinn zipped up the sweater, grabbing her underwear from the floor in front of her and slipping into, her mind unable to remember the location of her jeans. And Puck’s words, she walked towards them, her jaw set  “How exactly is she supposed to do that, Puckerman?” The blonde hissed, trailing Rachel’s still naked figure once before looking back to the boy. Rachel: Rachel’s eyes widened and she hesitated, confused. Her gaze flicked from Puck to Quinn, who was half dressed at this point. “What...?” She asked, biting her lip against a reaction when Quinn’s hand trailed across her body. She’d completely forgotten about clothes, or, more importantly, her lack of. “Noah?” She asked, turning back to Puck. Puck: Puck looked at Quinn when she spoke, shaking his head at the mixture of emotions he was feeling and then turned back to Rachel, “Show me it meant nothing. Show me.” His jaw clenched when he was done speaking, knowing they both got what he was saying. He needed to see that what Rachel did with Quinn was not the same thing as what she did with him, that it really was nothing but a physical relationship between the two girls and more between him and Rachel. Quinn: Quinn rolled her eyes in exasperation, setting one hand at Rachel’s neck. She pressed her lips to Rachel’s quickly deepening the kiss and placing her free hand at the girl’s waist. Puck had interrupted at a very bad time, and Quinn almost pitied Rachel, taking into account the brunette’s terrible guilt, but need to actually get off. It would’ve been hardly fair for them to just leave her there. Finally, Quinn pulled away, her hands still on the brunette as she looked to Puck. “Just sex, Puck. Now stop making her feel like the worst person in the world,” Quinn could hear the annoyance, and unexpected protectiveness in her own voice as she spoke, and hoped that Puck wouldn’t mistake for anything other than what it was. Yes, she cared about Rachel, but on more of a somewhere-between-friends-and-enemies-who-had-sex level. Rachel: Rachel inhaled sharply when Quinn kissed her, responding automatically. Her body was already painfully wound up, as she’d been close to the brink before Puck had interrupted. The kiss wasn’t helping her fight for control of her body. When she and the blonde girl broke apart, she looked away, feeling guilty and awful about the whole situation. The protective attitude Quinn had didn’t actually surprise her, as she and the other girl had gotten close, but there wasn’t any real romantic feelings between the two of them. There never had been. Puck: Puck gulped as he watched Quinn kiss Rachel, letting the fact he was turned on show by licking his lips and then blinked when they broke. He looked at Quinn, sort of feeling the need to compete for Rachel, Rachel was his. And he was going to show her that, both of them that. His hands went to the edge of his shirt and pulled it over his head, looking at both of them before walking past them. He undid his belt and put it on the floor with his shirt, unbuttoning and unzipping his jeans on the way as he became aware of how hard he already was and sat down in the same chair he caught Rachel and Quinn in. He looked them, waiting for more confirmation, he needed to be shown more than that. If it was just sex, then that kiss wasnt good enough. Quinn: Quinn let out an exasperated sigh, turning her attention back to Rachel. “You okay?” The girl was not only obviously in physical pain, but wracked with guilt. The blonde removed her hand from Rachel’s waist, kicking the door closed as she undid her sweater. She backed the brunette gently against the wall, pressing their bodies together as her lips found Rachel’s again, her hand sliding back between the girl’s legs. Rachel: Rachel shook her head, meeting the blonde’s gaze for a moment before looking away again. She ran a hand through her hair, the pain in her body at being denied an orgasm and then just standing around started to get worse, and with the emotional pain she was feeling, the sensation was nowhere near pleasant. She looked back up when Quinn pushed her gently against the wall, her eyes flicking almost automatically to Puck over the girl’s shoulder. She closed her eyes when Quinn kissed her, then broke it the second that the blonde’s hand slid in between her legs. “Shit,” she swore, blushing lightly at her language but letting out a short and sharp cry at the sensation. She was so sensitive and tender that it was painful. Puck: Puck’s eyes locked with Rachel’s for that fraction of a second, his jaw still clenched from before but as soon as Rachel and Quinn started it went slack. His anger and hurt suddenly getting masked by just how turned on he was by what was playing out in front of him. He gulped, not tearing his gaze away from the girls going at it and need to do something, anything. He was so hard and he didnt even think twice before stroking his fingers over himself, not taking his eyes off the two girls. Quinn: Quinn knew that the first touch would hurt, and did her best to be gentle. “Shh, it’ll stop,” She soothed, whispering into Rachel’s ear as she allowed her thumb to hover over the girl’s clit. “Do you want me to stop?” She asked quietly, thinking that maybe she should simply leave, even though she definitely did not want to at this point, while she had Rachel against a wall. Quinn kissed softly at the girl’s pulse point, waiting for a reply. Rachel: Rachel bit her lip, her brow furrowing as she held back another noise of pain. She knew it would fade quickly but right now it hurt like hell. She looked back at the girl, smiling weakly at her and shaking her head slowly. “No, no,” she said softly, sliding one hand up the side of Quinn’s body gently. “Don’t leave.” She said quietly, knowing that was what the blonde had been implying, and not wanting to make the other girl leave. Before Quinn could answer, Rachel kissed her quickly, her hand going to the blonde’s neck as she deepened the kiss. Quinn: Quinn moaned slightly into the kiss, pressing her thumb lightly against Rachel’s clit and letting her fingers drift lower. “I won’t leave,” She reassured the girl once they had broken apart, bringing her free hand up to Rachel’s breast and palming it gently, then tracing inwards towards the girl’s nipple. She pressed her lips to Rachel’s collarbone, gliding up it to her shoulder and biting gently, waiting for the brunette to show her that she was alright. Rachel: Rachel moaned softly, biting the other girl’s lip out of habit before breaking the kiss. She nodded slowly at Quinn, then gasped at the movements the blonde continued. After a few moments, the pain started to fade in the wake of her arousal. She bucked her hips forwards slightly to show Quinn that she was okay, and then let her head tip back slightly against the wall. Quinn: Quinn pressed her hand into the movement of Rachel’s hips, one finger sliding easily and carefully into the other girl. She continued to tug lightly on the brunette’s nipple, curling her finger and then slowing letting another join it. The blonde kissed up Rachel’s neck, falling back into the habitual biting and soothing as she began to pick up the pace of her fingers, her own hips pressed against Rachel’s. Rachel: Rachel gasped loudly, grinding her hips forwards and down, maximizing the contact. She adjusted her stance, her legs spreading a little more, and then moaned softly at the addition of a second finger and the tugging on her nipple. “More,” she moaned, her hand sliding down to Quinn’s chest as she started to play with the other girl’s breast. Quinn: Quinn sped up at the Rachel’s request, adding a third finger and increasing the pressure of the circular movements of her thumb. Puck had burst as the girl was about to finish, and Quinn was doing her best to get Rachel back to that point. With that thought, the blonde remembered the presence of the boy, and slipped her leg between Rachel’s, pressing her thigh against her own fingers, pushing them deeper into the girl and curling them. Quinn connected their lips again, arching her chest into Rachel’s hand. Puck: Puck barely blinked as he continued to watch Rachel and Quinn, his fingers automatically moving faster over himself. He bit down on his lower lip to try and hold back a moan but it was useless, he moaned at the scene playing out in front of him and the movements of his own fingers. Rachel: Rachel moaned again, her back arching against the wall as Quinn’s fingers continued to move swiftly inside of her, curling rhythmically as she increased the pressure with her thumb. Barely aware that she was making more and more noise in the form of incoherent moans, Rachel squeezed the hand that was resting on the blonde’s chest, tugging Quinn’s nipple lightly in her fingers before bending her head and nipping lightly along the other girl’s jawline. When the blonde’s thigh pushed her fingers deeper into the brunette, Rachel moaned again, louder this time, as her orgasm built up quickly again and she could feel her release hovering just barely out of her reach. Quinn: Quinn hissed against Rachel’s skin when she heard Puck’s moan, something the brunette was obviously oblivious too. The bastard was getting off. She was about to spit something bitingly sarcastic at the boy, but Rachel arched against her body, and the girl’s moan was much more attention grabbing than Puck’s had been. She pressed again with her thigh, spreading her fingers inside the other girl and pushing her hips against the brunette’s. Quinn kissed her again, slipping her tongue between the girl’s lips as she let out another moan in the string of many. Rachel: Rachel moaned into Quinn’s mouth, fighting the blonde girl for dominance of the kiss as her legs started to shake and her moans got more frequent. She gasped sharply when the blonde’s fingers spread, stretching her slightly as the pressure on her clit increased, and Rachel was gone. She came apart with another hoarse cry, her back arched and her teeth sinking down onto Quinn’s lower lip. Quinn: Quinn continued to move her fingers as Rachel rode out her orgasm, her own hips rolling against the brunette’s. She could taste blood from her lips, and smirked, wondering if Puck had ever made Rachel come this hard. The blonde held the other girl up, removing her fingers regretfully and zipping her sweater back up with one last rueful kiss. “We showed you, happy?” Quinn asked Puck smugly, her eyes still on Rachel’s recovering figure. Puck: Puck moaned again as he heard Rachel moan, knowing she hit her climax and stalled his fingers, moving to stand up but keeping his jeans on and walking over to them, licking his lips and glaring at Quinn before turning to Rachel and kissing her a little roughly, almost as if trying to find some difference in the way she kissed him from the way she kissed Quinn. Just so to confirm what they both claimed was only physical. Rachel: Rachel sagged slightly against the wall, letting Quinn hold her up for a moment before shifting her weight back onto her own two feet. She kept a hand tightly on the blonde’s waist, making sure that the other girl couldn’t pull away. She caught the glare between the other two people in the room, and Rachel roll her eyes, blinking and then responding instantly when Puck kissed her. She kept her grip on Quinn but slid her other hand up to Puck’s neck, kissing him fiercely. When they finally pulled away, she glanced up at him worriedly for a moment before looking back at Quinn. “You can’t leave yet. I still owe you one. Is...is that okay?” She asked, suddenly unsure as she looked from Quinn to Puck. Quinn: Quinn was unsure what to when Rachel’s arm remained around her waist, even as the brunette was kissing Puck. She sighed lightly, biting her lip and looking away from the pair. She didn’t want to see his protectiveness of Rachel. At the girl’s words, she looked back, smiling, but instantly annoyed as the girl asked permission of the boy in front of her, giving him all the control. She fought down the sarcastic words she wanted to hiss at them, not wanting to upset Rachel, even though she wanted to punch Puck. Instead, she simply raised an eyebrow, gritting her teeth. Puck: Puck put on his hands on Rachel’s hip, digging the tips of his fingers into her skin, trying to keep it light but still possessive. It was true so far, from what he could tell from just that kiss, that what they had was more than what she and Quinn had. But he wasnt completely convinced yet. He blinked at her when they pulled away, not really sure what emotions were being displayed on his face and then turned to look at Quinn when Rachel spoke, raising an eyebrow back at Quinn before turning to Rachel and smirking. He was pretty sure his girlfriend just implied a threesome, and he was down for that. He nodded at her, then turned back to Quinn, not even sure is she wanted this and raised an eyebrow at her again. Rachel: Rachel nodded once at Puck, biting her lip for a moment before looking back at Quinn. “Quinn? Is...is that okay?” She asked again, her thumb brushing the other girl’s skin slightly. She was pretty sure that doing this was jeopardizing the whole thing of her and Quinn showing Puck that there was no emotion to what they were doing. But they couldn’t hide the fact that they had managed to become friends, or that both girls were fiercely protective of one another. She cared about the blonde, maybe not to the same degree or extent that she cared about Puck, but Rachel wasn’t going to apologize for that. Quinn: She shrugged lightly, glancing first from Puck to Rachel, then nodding, leaning forward and setting her lips the brunette’s. The mixed emotions of panic, hurt, and anger that she felt when around Puck were mellowed slightly at the familiar touches and movements of Rachel as she moved into the girl. She wanted Puck to leave. She wanted him to get out of Rachel’s room and stop ruining the only relationship that she was allowed to be vulnerable in. But he didn’t, and he wouldn’t, and he already had. And so she settled for continuing to kiss Rachel, moving slowly in the direction of the bed. The brunette had said that she owed Quinn, after all. Puck: Puck couldnt help the pain in his chest as Rachel and Quinn kissed, it still hurt, this whole situation was killing him. His hormones were getting the best of him and he knew it, but he couldnt help it. He pushed his jeans down and kicked them off as he followed them to the bed, standing behind Rachel and running his hands up her back and then back down, to her hips, pressing himself up against her and biting down lightly on the skin of her shoulder before she moved to get on the bed. Rachel: Rachel steered Quinn towards her bed, continuing to kiss the blonde almost soothingly before breaking it to gasp at the feeling of Puck’s teeth scraping across her shoulder. She tapped Quinn’s hip lightly and playfully, trying to diffuse the tension in the room that all of them could clearly feel. “Up you go, Quinn.” She teased, waiting for the blonde to get on the bed before joining her, getting on her hands and knees over the girl. She slid one hand down Quinn’s chest and side, slipping her fingers underneath the waistband of her underwear and tugging lightly as she used her other hand to hold herself up, her lips tracing the blonde’s jawbone lightly. Quinn: Quinn did her best to ignore Puck’s presence, lifting herself onto the bed and waiting impatiently for Rachel to join her. She lifted her hips to help Rachel slide the fabric over her thighs, giving Puck the middle finger as Rachel’s lips met her body. Quinn let out a quiet gasp, slipping her fingers into the dark hair and bringing the brunette’s face up to hers, kissing her deeply. Puck: Puck couldnt help but let out a low laugh as Quinn gave him the finger, mirroring the motion and flipping her off. He bent down to pull a condom out of the pocket of his jeans, fully aware of Rachel was going to do and what he was going to do to Rachel. He tore it open and slipped it on before climbing on to the bed and kneeling behind Rachel, running his hands over her back and them back down, gripping her hips and rolling his hips against hers. Rachel: Rachel kissed Quinn fiercely, missing the interaction between the two teens as she busied herself with removing Quinn’s underwear. Once that was done she broke the kiss and trailed her lips down the other girl’s body, stopping at her navel when she felt the bed dip behind her, knowing that meant Puck was behind her. Putting it out of her mind for the moment, Rachel traveled a little lower and flicked her tongue out against Quinn’s clit. She slid her hands up the blonde’s thighs slowly, then gasped and moaned when Puck rolled his hips forwards. She dug her fingers into the girl’s skin for a moment before releasing Quinn’s thighs in favor of her hips and licking a long line up the other girl’s slit. Quinn: Quinn rolled her eyes at Puck, but was quickly distracted by Rachel moving down her body. She bit down on her lip as the girl’s lips moved lower, her eyes closed. They flickered open when the brunette stopped, and she glared at the boy who was now on the bed, annoyance building in her again, but it was dulled as she exhaled in a gasp, busking her hips against Rachel’s mouth and tangling her fingers in the girl’s hair. Her free hand grasped at the duvet, fisting into the fabric as nails were dug into her skin. Puck: Puck rolled his hips against Rachel’s again, gripping her hips a little tighter. He was expecting Quinn to be the same way she was with him, sure she was making noise but nothing like that night. It was like a bruise to his ego, a punch in the stomach, did she fake it? Fuck. He ran his hands over Rachel’s back again before moving them back to her hips and gripping them hard before moving himself inside her, setting up a slow pace. Rachel: Rachel responded to Quinn’s buck, anticipating it and pulling back before realigning herself once the other girl’s hips were back on the mattress. She slid one finger inside of Quinn, her tongue working on her clit as she moved. Then Rachel moaned against the blonde sharply when Puck slid inside of her, pushing her hips backwards instinctively. She thrust a second finger inside Quinn, keeping her pace steady as she moaned again. Quinn: Quinn let out another small gasp, trying to keep her hips still as Puck’s movements increased Rachel’s and a second finger was added. Her breath hitched and got stuck in her throat as she rolled against the brunette’s hand. She was torn between annoyance with Puck for being so intrusive on something that was relatively intimate between her and Rachel, and appreciation of the way his abdominal muscles worked as he thrust into the other girl. Quinn let her head fall back, her hand still twisted violently in the duvet as she released a small moan. “Rachel,” She gasped out quietly before the air hitched again. Puck: Puck bit down on his bottom lip when Rachel’s hips met his thrust, gripping her hips harder as he continued to move inside her. He slowly picked up his pace, not going extremely fast but faster than his original pace. He ran one of his hands from her hip, across the skin of her stomach and brushed his thumb lightly over her clit, letting out a soft moan when her hips met his again. Rachel: Rachel let out another moan, louder this time, and pushed her hips back again, meeting Puck’s thrust halfway. She thrust her fingers faster inside Quinn, curling them rhythmically and starting to scissor them slightly, making sure not to hurt the blonde. Her other hand dug into Quinn’s hips as she took the other girl’s clit into her mouth and sucked, moaning and sending vibrations through it when Puck applied pressure to her own clit. Quinn: Quinn found her breathing again, releasing another gasp as Rachel moved faster spread her fingers. The girl’s mouth over her clit, coupled with the vibrations of her noises, pushed Quinn just that much farther, and her back arched upwards, her head digging into the mattress as she lost her air once again, this time not even attempting to search for it as her hips rolled harder. Puck: Puck applied more pressure with his thumb, letting out a slightly louder moan as Rachel’s hips met his again. He quickened his pace inside her, the hand on her hip gripping it hard and digging the tips of his fingers into her skin. He pulled himself out from inside her and slammed back inside her, setting up the same pace as before. Rachel: Moaning again and increasing her fingers’ pace, Rachel smirked slightly to herself when she felt Quinn let go around her fingers. She slowed down after a moment, pulling her fingers out and then throwing her head back and moaning Puck’s name loudly when he pulled almost all the way out before thrusting forcefully back in. Her free hand fisted in the sheets and the hand on Quinn’s hip gripped tighter as Rachel moaned again. Quinn: Quinn came down from her high, trying to catch her breath. Annoyance immediately  filled her as Rachel left her empty, but she smirked slightly as the brunette’s head was flung back, and ignoring the name in the moan, Quinn leaned up on one elbow, using her free hand to pull Rachel’s lips to hers. Puck: Puck smirked slightly at the sight of Rachel with her head thrown back, knowing she was all his now and started a fast pace inside her, the movements of his thumb on her clit not slowing. He let out a loud moan as her hips met his thrusts again and again. Rachel: Rachel kissed Quinn roughly, her tongue sliding into the other girl’s mouth as she let out another moan. She gripped the sheets tighter in her hand and moved her other hand up to Quinn’s neck, her nails scraping the skin lightly when the pressure on her clit increased, making her legs shake and her moans increase. Quinn: Quinn fought Rachel for dominance of the kiss, adjusting so that she was sitting up and able to use her other hand against the girl’s body. She slipped her fingers against the brunette’s skin, moving to her breasts and tugging on each nipple alternatively. She bit Rachel’s lip, then moved her own lips to the girl’s jawline, biting and soothing as she moved. Puck: Puck slowed none of his movements, knowing Rachel was getting close and so was he, especially after what he was doing to himself before and everything. He rubbed his thumb in a circle over her clit, moaning again as he felt Rachel start to reach her edge. Rachel: Quinn’s hands, tongue, and teeth on her body, coupled with Puck’s hands and his unfaltering pace inside her finally did Rachel in, and she came apart almost violently, a wordless moan that was just barely this side of a scream leaving her lips. Her hands clenched and her back arched for a moment, then she braced her hands against the mattress, her breathing shaky and her heart pounding. Quinn: Quinn moved her hand from Rachel’s breast to her hip, jumping slightly as she felt her skin contact with Puck’s and moving it away, but keeping a grip on the girl’s body as she rode out her second orgasm. Her forehead was resting against Rachel’s shoulder, and she waited for the girl’s head to fall into the crook of her own neck, breathing heavily. Puck: Puck moaned as he felt Rachel come apart around him, thrusting inside her a few more times before hitting his own climax with another loud moan. He smirked slightly when he felt Quinn touch his skin and immediately move away, loosening the grip on Rachel’s hip and letting his breathing become even. Rachel: Rachel’s forehead fell onto Quinn’s shoulder, gasping softly for air. Once she recovered, she straightened up slightly, biting her lip against a whimper when the movement caused Puck to slide out of her, leaving her empty. She glanced at Quinn for a second before turning around, pulling Puck down and kissing him fiercely, one hand running through his mohawk and the other sliding around his neck as she slipped her tongue into his mouth. Quinn: Quinn fell back, leaning on her palms against the bedspread and rolling her eyes at the couple. “My cue to go,” She said softly, moving to get off the bed, re zipping her sweater once again. The zipper got caught part way up, though, and she sat, fiddling with it for a moment, almost bursting into laughter at the situation. Here she was, half naked on Rachel’s bed, not exactly an irregular occurrence, while the girl in question was making out with her boyfriend less than a foot away. Puck: Puck slid out of her when she shifted, smirking to himself. He kissed Rachel back, moaning into her mouth at the hand going through his hair and biting down on her bottom lip in response. He ran one of his hands up over her body to the back of her neck, tangling his fingers in her hair and fighting his tongue with hers. Holy shit, he was tasting Quinn. He kissed a little more fiercely, not breaking the kiss when Quinn spoke because he was not the one that was going to stop her. No way in hell. Rachel: Rachel gasped softly when he bit her bottom lip, smirking at his reaction. She continued to kiss him until she heard Quinn speak, breaking the kiss instantly. She could feel Puck try to pull her back in and she laughed softly, looking back at him and raising an eyebrow. “She tastes good, doesn’t she?” She asked, nodding at Quinn and licking her lips before turning back to the blonde girl. “And where do you think you’re going?” She tugged the other girl’s sweater, unzipping it again and pushing it off Quinn’s shoulders. “This isn’t over yet.” Quinn: “Not so bad yourself,” Quinn raised an eyebrow at Puck’s reaction, letting out a small, girlish, completely inappropriate giggle as Rachel expertly undid her sweater again. “This zipper is going to break,” She teased, lifting her hands once again to Rachel’s neck and kissing her gently. “Well, I was going to go home, but I’m not going to complain about staying here,” The blonde felt slightly bolder, glancing over Rachel’s shoulder to Puck. She looked between the two of them, biting her lip and trying to decide what to do. Puck: Puck tried to get Rachel to forget about Quinn when she said she was leaving but he knew it was no use, reluctantly pulling away from the kiss and then raised an eyebrow at Rachel’s question. He licked his lips unconsciously, “Not bad.” He laughed slightly before flicking his eyes up to Quinn’s and then putting his eyes back on Rachel. Rachel: Rachel shook her head, smiling and kissing the blonde girl back for a moment. When they pulled away, she kept the other girl’s face near her own, trailing a hand over the other girl’s collarbone lightly. “You can go home later. We’re not done here yet.” She said with a smirk, kissing the other girl again before she could reply. Quinn: Quinn rolled her eyes, flipping Puck off before her attention was once again channeled to the brunette in front of her. “Kay,” The blonde mumbled against Rachel’s lips, not really wanting to leave at this point anyways. “What now, though?” She asked quietly once they broke apart, setting her forehead against Rachel’s. The girl’s intimacy couldn’t really be proving to Puck that there was nothing there, but Quinn didn’t really give a damn by now, the pair were too far past the emotionless hate sex they had started out with. Rachel: Rachel raised an eyebrow at Quinn’s question, glancing from the blonde to Puck and then back again. “Are you two going to continue to avoid one another like the plague here? Because my bed’s not big enough for that, so you might as well just kiss and make up.” She said, sitting back on her heels and waiting. In her mind, they needed to get over themselves. Puck: Puck flipped Quinn off, again, and shook his head and raised an eyebrow with Rachel at her question. What do you mean whats next? He was more than thrown off when Rachel was the one who decided what to do next, and he was more shocked at what she was saying. Kiss Quinn? He rolled his eyes and looked at Quinn, leaning towards her, almost as if expecting her to pull away or actually walk out or something. Quinn: Quinn hesitated as Puck moved towards her, her eyes flicking to Rachel for reassurance before turning back to him. She let his lips meet hers, not moving for a moment as she forced herself to get of the painful, distant familiarity that raced through her at his touch. The blonde relaxed, her tongue pressing against his bottom lip as she continued to lean on her palms. Puck: Puck pressed his lips to Quinn’s, it feeling oddly familiar but still strange. He kissed her gently at first, smirking into the kiss as she felt her tongue press against his lips and allowed her access, his tongue slipping into her mouth and fighting hers. He placed a hand on her neck, running it over her shoulder and down her arm, feeling his fingers come in contact with her sweater and began to push it down. He felt his fingers brush over bumps on her arms...scars? He froze for a moment, pulling away and immediately looking at Rachel, blinking at her with his eyes a little wide. Quinn: Quinn shivered slightly at his touch, it being so different from Rachel’s, but not unpleasant. When he froze, she mimicked the action, realizing where his hands were and immediately going into panic mode. Her feet searched for purchase on the duvet, and she scrambled back across the bed, barely stopping herself from falling as she pulled the sleeves back up anxiously, the familiar fear and panic rising in the back of her throat as the fought to keep control of herself. Rachel: Rachel blinked when Puck and Quinn froze and Quinn bolted, instantly realizing what happened. She looked over at Puck and mouthed ‘later’, shaking her head and then grabbing Quinn, pulling her close and wrapping one arm around the girl. Her other hand went to the blonde’s face and she forced the girl to look at her, her voice soothing. “Quinn. It’s okay. I’m here, Quinn, it’s going to be alright. No one’s going to hurt you.” She promised softly, holding the blonde close to her as she spoke. “It’s going to be alright, Quinn, I’m here, and I’m not leaving.” Puck: Puck nodded once when Rachel mouthed ‘later’ to him and blinked, the initial shock still there but soon fading. He glanced back up at Rachel and Quinn, watching Rachel comfort her and he felt bad. He looked at them, “Quinn...Im sorry...I had no idea...” He gulped, feeling guilty for even doing that to her, even though he had no idea whatsoever. No, she wasnt his favorite person and at this point you could probably say they hated each other, but he didnt hate her. Quinn: Quinn let her breathing slow down against Rachel’s shoulder, the soothing words and movements calming her somewhat, and lowering her initial panic. Her head snapped up when Puck spoke, and she raised an eyebrow at him. “I know you didn’t. And don’t fucking apologize,” His words had sparked anger, what gave him the right say anything about it? Regardless, she sighed, unzipping her hoodie yet again and sliding it off completely, swallowing heavily as her scars were fully exposed. She was no longer disconcerted by Rachel being able to see them, but Puck was something else entirely, and she bit her lip, not looking at him, or Rachel, for that matter. As comfortable as she was around Rachel, the room was lighter now, and the fresher ones would be more obviously visible. Rachel: Rolling her eyes at the two of them, Rachel felt her temper snap. “Knock it off! The both of you!” She shouted, looking from Puck to Quinn and then back again. “I know it’s some taboo subject and we’re not supposed to remind you or something, but you two had a child together. So don’t pretend like you hate one another when you both know you mean something to each other, god damn it!” She yelled, glaring at Puck. “You need to stop this whole avoiding the situation thing and you,” she turned back to Quinn, “need to cut the attitude. You don’t like him, fine, I get it, but you two have history and you can’t ignore that.” She said, frustrated. Quinn: “No fucking way, Rachel! I definitely didn’t fucking know that I had a baby with him! That is brand new fucking information!” Quinn yelled back, throwing her arms up in the air in exasperation. “Fine, you know what, here,” She moved quickly back over to Puck, pressing her lips to her fiercely, her skin on fire against his. She set her hand at the back of his neck, flinging her free hand behind her and flipping the brunette off before pulling away. “I fucking have an attitude, Rachel. Get. Over. it,” She spat venomously, before simply bursting  into uncontrollable laughter at the basic ridiculous of the situation, and the panic that was still pumping through her, mixed dangerously with and anger, adrenalin and arousal. Puck: Puck was about to say something to Quinn, he was trying to be nice and everything but before he could say anything Rachel started. And he knew once she started there was no stopping her so he just listened, shaking his head. He glared at her when she brought up Beth, knowing it was the last thing he really wanted to think about. It was always the last thing he wanted to think about. Once she was done he was about to start speaking but was cut off again, this time by Quinn. He couldnt help but laugh at her sarcastic remarks, shaking his head and watching them. Fuck, why did this turn him on? It shouldnt, but it does. He raised an eyebrow at them when Quinn moved closer to him, suddenly realizing she was going to show Rachel. He kissed her back fiercely, his hands automatically going to her hips but gripping them lightly. He blinked at her when she pulled away, his eyes going to Rachel’s as the blonde began laughing. He officially had no idea what the fuck was going on. Rachel: Rachel regretted the outburst instantly, biting her lip and watching Quinn move towards Puck. she sat back on her heels and waited for the blonde to finish, pulling her back instantly and holding her close. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to yell at you...at either of you.” She said, glancing at Puck for a moment before looking back at Quinn and sliding one hand behind the blonde’s neck. She kissed the other girl quickly and gently, pulling away after a moment and sighing. Quinn: Quinn continued to laugh in Rachel’s embrace, shaking her head. “Who fucking cares, we deserved it,” She choked out, her laughter dying as Rachel kissed her again. Her hands were at the brunette’s neck as she broke away, looking at Puck curiously. “Well nothing is going to get down if you just fucking sit there,” She teased, to truly delirious to give a damn about anything anymore, half sure that she was currently dreaming. Puck: Puck laughed slightly, “We did fucking deserve it.” He smiled slightly at Rachel before raising an eyebrow at Quinn’s statement, not really thinking twice about it before doing what she says and moved towards both of them. He attached his lips to Rachel’s immediately, kissing her fiercely and moving one of his hands up to the back of her neck, tangling his fingers in her hair. Rachel: Rachel watched Quinn worriedly, adjusting her grip on the blonde’s waist and then gasping when Puck kissed her. She moved her lips with his instantly, her free hand running across Quinn’s upper body and tweaking one of her nipples playfully. Quinn: Quinn stuck her tongue out at Rachel, not really sure why she was acting the way she was, but not really caring, either. She moved towards the couple, trailing her fingers up the small of Rachel’s back and gasping quietly as Rachel touched her. The blonde flipped off the oblivious pair again, an action she seem to be making quite frequently, and set a kiss to Puck’s shoulder, biting him harshly. Puck: Puck kissed Rachel fiercely, pulling lightly on her hair and then bit down hard on her bottom lip as Quinn bit down on his neck hard, tugging her lip between teeth and kissing her hard when he released it. He ran his free hand up Rachel’s stomach and over her chest, squeezing her breast in his hand. Rachel: Rachel moaned softly into the kiss, arching her back into Puck’s hand and tugging on Quinn’s nipple. When she finally needed to come up for air, she broke the kiss, gasping, and then nodded at Quinn, meeting Puck’s gaze for a second and hoping he got the hint as she trailed her lips down his neck, biting lightly and then flicking her tongue out against his skin. Quinn: Quinn glanced at Rachel when the brunette broke from her boyfriend, unsure what she was supposed to do. When the girl moved to Puck’s neck, the blonde shrugged internally, leaning up and capturing the boy’s lips with her own, one hand squeezing playfully at Rachel’s breast, the other tracing over Puck’s abdomen. She slipped her tongue between Puck’s lips, moving so her body was pressed against his side. Puck: Puck looked from Rachel to Quinn, getting what she meant from the nod and tilted his head slightly as her lips moved across his neck, leaning towards Quinn just as she leaned up. He kissed the blonde back a little rough, immediately fighting his tongue with hers when she slipped his into her mouth. He kept his left hand on Rachel’s breast, squeezing again and untangled his right one from her hair. He moved it to Quinn’s hip, running it up over her side and around to her back then up to her neck, tangling his fingers in her hair at the base of her neck. Rachel: Rachel gasped softly at the attention her body was receiving, squeezing Quinn’s breast again and removing her hand from the blonde’s waist. She scraped her teeth along Puck’s throat again, her now free hand joining Quinn’s on his abdomen as the girls moved their hands in tandem. Quinn: Quinn bit Puck’s lip, eliciting a quiet moan at the sensations from the different pairs of hands. She moved her hand closer to Rachel’s on the boy’s body, interlocking their fingers slightly and pulling away for a moment, meeting the brunette’s eyes and smirking. She removed her hand from Rachel’s body, setting it at Puck’s chest and pushing lightly, waiting for the other girl to assist her. Rachel: Rachel smirked back at Quinn, nodding once and pushing her hand, the force making the boy topple onto his back. Once that was done, she glanced back at Quinn, biting her lip for a moment as her thoughts warred with her body, and then she sighed, pushing away any and all jealousy that was pooling in her gut. “Do you want to...?” She asked, gesturing to Puck’s lower half and then bending sideways to reach her dresser drawer, pulling out another condom. Puck: Puck arched his back slightly at the feel of their hands on his stomach, his hand pulling lightly on Quinn’s hair and squeezing Rachel’s breast again. He looked between the two of them when Quinn pulled away, slightly confused as they smirked at each other. He raised an eyebrow, going to ask what the hell was going on but he was pushed on to his back. He looked between the two, as if waiting for someone to do something and watching as Rachel reached to get another condom, licking his lips at the sight before turning back to the two girls. Quinn: Quinn looked almost fearfully between the pair, biting her lip before giving into her body’s pleas. She took the condom from Rachel, ripping it open and slipping it onto Puck. She leaned forward once more, kissing Rachel gently, looking for reassurance before moving to straddle Puck. She glanced at his face once, before squeezing her eyes shut and lowering herself onto him, releasing a gasp, somewhere between pain and pleasure. Rachel: Rachel kissed Quinn slowly, her hands moving soothingly over the other girl’s shoulders. Once Quinn straddled Puck, Rachel adjusted so that she was kneeling next to his chest, still facing Quinn. “I’ve got you,” she murmured, sliding one hand around the back of the other girl’s neck. “I’m here.” She promised, bending forward to kiss the other girl again. Puck: Puck flicked his eyes up to Quinn when she straddled him, his eyes locking with hers before letting out a moan as she lowered herself on to him. His hand hand automatically going to the blonde’s hip and lightly rolling his hips up. His other hand ran up Rachel’s back, tangling his fingers in her hair again once he reached the back of her neck, almost as if begging for some sort of contact with her as well. Quinn: Quinn leaned into Rachel’s kiss, slowly moving her hips with Puck. She was leaning forward, her hands set on his abdomen, the nails digging in slightly as she rolled her hips against his, adjusting to him. She began to pick up speed, becoming more comfortable and setting one hand at the back of Rachel’s neck, her fingers tangling in the dark locks and with Puck’s. Rachel: Rachel smiled softly into the kiss, breaking it after a moment to trail her lips along the blonde’s throat as she slid a hand down Quinn’s body. She felt both of them tugging her hair and whimpered softly, squeezing her thighs together in an attempt to ease the ache she was starting to feel again as she bit down lightly on Quinn’s shoulder. Puck: Puck gripped Quinn’s hip tighter as she began to move with him, bucking his hips up to meets hers as she picked up speed. He bit down on his lower lip and tilted his head back a little, tugging harder on Rachel’s hair along with Quinn. He released his lips to let out a soft moan as Quinn’s hips met his again. Quinn: Quinn moaned quietly as Rachel’s lips moved to her neck, her eyes trailing the girl’s figure as her hips met Puck’s again, harder this time. She saw Rachel squeezing her thighs together, and smirked slightly, looking around Rachel to Puck. “Puck, look after your girlfriend,” She said almost forcefully, pushing Rachel lightly on her hips up Puck’s body. Rachel: Rachel blinked, her eyes snapping open when Quinn moved her. “I’m fine,” she protested, not wanting to get in the way at this point, as she was already feeling mildly jealous and trying to focus on making sure Quinn didn’t slip into a panic attack again. Puck: Puck leaned up slightly to glare at Quinn, bucking his hips up harder against hers, biting down on his bottom lip. He untangled his fingers from Rachel’s hair, and running the tips of his fingers down her back and wrapping his arm around her waist and pulling her even closer to him. “Fuck, Rachel, just come here.” He gripped her waist as she tried to protest his movement of pulling her closer, tilting his head back as Quinn continued. Quinn: “Rachel, stop,” Quinn slipped into a quiet moan as Puck thrust up again, rolling her hips harder in retaliation. She looked softly, as softly as could, at Rachel, as small smile on her face as she leaned forwards again, kissing the girl and keeping her hips moving. “I’m okay,” She said quietly once they had broken, breaking into another low moan as she sat back again. Rachel: Rachel bit her lip, nodding once at the blonde and letting Puck pull her closer. She shifted her legs so that she was effectively straddling his head, bending forwards to kiss Quinn again, still worried about the blonde. Puck: Puck moaned as Quinn met his hips harder, realizing where this was going and repeating the same motion as before. He smirked as Rachel let him move her, his free hand gripping her hip from behind as she straddled his head while the other was still on Quinn’s, both hands gripping tight. He ran his tongue over her slit, teasing her opening before repeating the motion with his tongue again. Quinn: Quinn kissed Rachel fiercely again, hiding a gasp between their connected lips as bucked again, harder. Her hand was at the brunette’s neck as she broke the kiss, and she set her forehead against Rachel’s. “Stop fucking... oh my god,” The blonde let her head fall back, her hair trailing down her neck as she bit at her lip to hold back another low moan. “Stop fucking worrying, Rachel,” She choked out, leaning back and adjusting the angle with which she was meeting Puck’s thrusts. Rachel: Rachel moaned loudly into Quinn’s mouth, doing her best not to move her hips as she slid a hand down Quinn’s body. She smirked slightly at Quinn’s reaction to another one of Puck’s thrusts, nipping the other girl’s collarbone as she leaned back. “Told you he’s g-good,” she gasped, moaning again and squeezing the other girl’s breast. Puck: Puck couldnt help but smirk at the reaction he was getting from Quinn, finally, but ended up moaning as her hips met his again, harder than before but neither of them stopping. He ran the tip of his tongue back up Rachel’s slit, flicking her clit before moving it back down and thrusting it inside before pulling it out, smirking at her words and then thrusting it inside her again. Quinn: Quinn said nothing to confirm Rachel’s words, having lost her air again, and instead simply glared at the girl. She dug her nails into Puck’s side, adjusting just slightly more so the angle was changed again. With the next thrust, he hit her in the exact spot, and the gasp she had finally found disappeared again, hitching in her her throat almost painfully. She forced herself to breathe in through her nose, using her free hand to tug at Rachel’s nipple, trailing lower to press against the girl’s clit as her own fingers were flicked by Puck’s tongue, causing another gasp. Rachel: Rachel smirked lightly at Quinn’s glare, trailing her hand down the other girl’s body and pressing her thumb firmly against the other girl’s clit. She opened her mouth to gasp, and as soon as the air entered her lungs it left again in a long moan, her hand on Quinn’s shoulder tightening for a moment as she arched her back. “Oh my god,” she moaned, biting down hard on her lower lip and applying more pressure to Quinn’s clit. Puck: Puck gripped both girl’s hips tighter, digging the tips of his fingers into their skin. He arched his back slightly at the change of angle when Quinn moved, bucking his hips up harder and sliding his tongue out of Rachel to let out a moan. He flicked his tongue against her clit, feeling it come in contact with Quinn’s fingers, smirking and repeated them motion before running his tongue back down Rachel’s slit and thrusting it back inside her. Quinn: Quinn whimpered, trying to keep her hips so that Puck continued hitting her where he was, but also attempting to maximize the contact of Rachel’s fingers. She lifted her hips slightly, into Rachel’s hand, while still rolling back against Puck, drawing blood from her own lip as her teeth sunk into it. She exhaled heavily, doing her best to keep her fingers moving over Rachel’s clit. As her hips met Puck’s again, her back arched entirely, silence over coming her as her hips rolled furiously. Rachel: Rachel moaned again, throwing her head back and biting down hard on her lip against a whimper. She watched Quinn come apart, arching her back slightly from Puck’s movements as the other girl stopped breathing and bit her lip. Rachel continued to apply pressure to Quinn’s clit, rubbing her thumb in rough circles even as she arched her back again, moaning loudly. Puck: Puck moaned louder as Quinn rolled her hips back against him, running his hand from her hip up over her body and her chest and then moving it back down to her hip and gripping it tight. He ran his other hand up Rachel’s back to tangle his fingers in her hair again, and tugging on it just as she threw her head back. He quickened the pace of his tongue, moaning again as Quinn came around him, thrusting up against her hips and not stopping. He continued the movements of his tongue, pulling it out to flick her clit and run it over her slit again before moving it back inside her, going slow at first and then picking up speed again. Quinn: Quinn took a deep breath, her hips slowing down as she came to the end of her orgasm, trying to focus her attention on Rachel and Puck. Instead, as Puck thrust into her again, she felt herself begin to build again, letting out a low moan at the pleasure that was almost painful, meeting Puck’s hips hard once more as she came apart again, oxygen failing her. Rachel: Rachel smiled softly when Quinn came apart again, her fingers slowing as she eased the other girl down from her orgasm. Her hand moved to the blonde’s hip and she moaned throatily at Puck’s movements, biting down hard on her lower lip as she arched her back again. Puck: Puck bucked his hip and met Quinn’s hard thrust, moaning again as Quinn came apart around him again. He was determined to bring Rachel down with him, pulling his tongue out to run it along her slit and then flicked hr clit and then Quinn’s fingers on the way back down, thrusting his tongue inside her as deep as he could go. He rolled his hips against Quinn’s once more before reaching his own climax, relaxing his hips back on the mattress but keeping his tongue moving. Quinn: Quinn leaned forward to Rachel again, whimpering as she felt Puck finish inside of her. She slid off of him, feeling suddenly empty, but moved forwards across his abdomen to Rachel. Her fingers were still working quickly at the girl’s clit as she pulled the brunette towards her, kissing her fiercely before trailing across her neck line, biting and soothing in turn as she continued to attempt to control her breathing. Rachel: Rachel cried out sharply, her hands scrambling to find something to grip to hold herself up as her legs started shaking. She gripped Quinn’s hips and shoulders tightly, moaning in a steady stream of incoherent noise as her chest heaved for air, finally coming apart with a soft scream, her nails digging into Quinn’s skin for a moment. Puck: Puck released Quinn’s hip from his hand when she slid off of him, it going immediately to Rachel’s other hip. He gripped her skin tight as he thrust his tongue deep inside her, feeling her come apart around it and then sliding it out from inside her, running it over her slit once before releasing the grip on her hips so she could move off of him. Quinn: Quinn waited for Rachel’s breathing to return to normal, helping the brunette off of Puck as she feel sideways herself into the mattress, a pleasant soreness between her legs. She moved to kiss Puck, the familiar taste of Rachel on her lips again as she released him. “Well, that was fun,” She sighed, licking her lips and laying back on the bed, winking once at the other girl. “Oh, by the way Puck, that is me when I actually enjoy myself,” She continued snarkily, running her fingers through her hair. Rachel: Rachel shuddered and gasped again, moving her legs shakily off Puck with Quinn’s help, waiting for the two to separate, then rolled her eyes at Quinn. “Be nice.” She admonished, kissing the blonde and then bending down to kiss Puck, releasing him after a moment to continue to gasp slightly for air. “I agree with you, though, Quinn. That was definitely fun. Absolutely filthy, but fun.” Puck: Puck tilted his head back against the pillow once Rachel was next to him. He smirked as Quinn kissed him, knowing exactly why she did it and licked his lips when she pulled away. He glared at the blonde, clenching his jaw and resisting saying something back to her and opting for just ignoring her comment. He shook his head and then Rachel kissed him, kissing her back and smirking when she pulled away. He nodded at what both of them said, “Yeah. Thats happening again.” Quinn: Quinn let out a heavy sigh, sticking out her tongue at Rachel. The action felt ridiculously childish, considering what they had just done, and she shook her head at herself, smiling slightly. With another sigh, she realized that instead of simply curling up with Rachel and going to sleep, something they had fallen in the habit of doing, she would have to leave. “I should go,” She said quietly, grabbing her sweater and sitting up to put it on. She ran her fingers through her hair, thinking of just exactly how much she did not want to walk back into her house, and bit her lip. “Maybe I’ll just stay with Britt?” The blonde raised an eyebrow at Rachel in question, rubbing the back of her neck. Rachel: Rachel blinked, realizing the same thing as Quinn when she automatically started to move towards the blonde. She stopped, then nodded slowly, biting her lip and running her hand through her own hair. “Yeah. Do you need any pajama pants or anything?” She asked, nodding towards her dresser. “Don’t take off in the morning without saying goodbye though.” Rachel warned, kissing the girl’s forehead gently and then sitting back down on the middle of her bed. Puck: Puck raised his eyebrow at both girls, slightly curious as to why Quinn was staying the night and why Rachel was so concerned about her leaving. He didnt even realize just how reliant the girls were of each other until just now. He looked at Rachel, wrapping his arm loosely around her waist and then watched the exchange and then sucked in a deep breath. He turned to Quinn, “You dont have to Quinn...if you dont want to. Im okay with it.” He smiled at her, trying to tell both of them he finally understood what was going on between them. Quinn: Quinn raised her eyebrows at Puck, not really believing him, but shrugging anyways. “Yes please, Rach. Some sweats and stuff,” She said casually to the brunette, is was an easy routine they had formed. She took the clothes gratefully, hopping off the bed to put them on. “You two aren’t sleeping naked. Deal,” The blonde shot over her shoulder, smirking. Rachel: Rachel laughed softly, interlacing her fingers with the hand Puck had around her waist, and then nodded at Quinn. “Help yourself.” She said needlessly, then sighed, rolling her eyes. “We might as well just get Britt in here then. Rachel let go of Puck’s hand and stood up, pulling on some underwear and an oversized tee shirt that she was pretty sure originally belonged to Puck, and a short pair of cheer shorts. “It’ll just be a big party in here.” Puck: Puck laughed at Quinn’s face, “Yes Quinn, I am being serious. You can stay.” He smiled at her again before nodding, “Deal.” He got up right after Rachel, going over to her closet and pulling out a pair of his many sweatpants that he has left there and slid them on. He laughed, “We really should. Its not a party without her, we all know that.” Quinn: “I’ll go get her,” Quinn smiled, leaving the room and slipping out into the hallway. She moved quickly and easily to Brittany’s room, but found it empty. With a heavy sigh, she moved to the bathroom, finding the other girl hunched over the toilet, heaving in the darkness. Quinn pulled the blonde locks away from the girl’s face, making quiet soothing noises as they both waited for it to stop. She handed Brittany a glass of water to rinse her mouth once she fell back, biting her lip as she helped the girl up. “We’re staying in Rachel’s room tonight,” She said gently. Brittany nodded, allowing Quinn to lead her back to the brunette’s bedroom, stopping and standing in the doorway, her arms folded across her chest as she fought a tremor. “She’s just been sick again, Rach,” Quinn said quietly, her arm around Brittany’s waist. Rachel: Rachel nodded, turning back to Puck as soon as Quinn left the room. She ran a hand through her hair nervously, biting her lip. “Noah...I’m sorry. I should have told you.” She said quietly, looking anywhere but at the boy in front of her. Before she could continue to explain herself, she glanced back at the door, where Quinn and Britt were standing. “Oh no...” Rachel muttered, jumping off the bed and rushing to Brittany. “B, honey, are you okay?” Puck: Puck turned to Rachel nodding, “Youre right you should have. But Im not mad.” He looked from her to the door, “We’ll talk about it later.” He smiled slightly at her before turning back to the door. He saw Quinn and Brittany, slightly confused and worried. Based on the looks on everyone’s faces he knew that wasnt good, at all. Brittany: Brittany shook her head wordlessly, ignoring Puck’s confusing presence as she looked at Rachel. She crossed the room as quickly as she could, sitting on the edge of the bed next to the brunette and sighing. “That’s six,” She said quietly, knowing the other girl would understand. Rachel: Rachel nodded, holding the other girl’s hand tightly in her own. “I know, B.” She murmured, running her other hand through Brittany’s hair. “I know.” She whispered, exchanging a worried glance with Quinn and then glancing back at Puck, shaking her head once to indicate that he shouldn’t ask. Quinn: Quinn watched her friends quietly, silently doing the own math in her head as they spoke. Tomorrow would be seven, as well as the test. Se ran her fingers through hair, catching Puck’s confused glance and rolling her eyes at his idiocy. She walked forward, lifting Brittany’s legs onto the bed and setting herself beside the blonde, pulling her bangs from her eyes.She let her forehead sit against Brittany’s shoulder, contemplating the hopelessness, and strangeness, of the situation she was currently in. Puck: Puck looked between the three of them, nodding when Rachel shook his head. He wasnt sure what to do so he looked between Rachel and Quinn, almost as if asking if he can do anything, something. He sighed, crossing his arms over his chest and looking worriedly at Brittany and then back at Rachel, still waiting to see if there was anything he could do. Rachel: Rachel watched Quinn and Britt worriedly, her arms still wrapped up in the taller blonde, and then glanced back at Puck, meeting his gaze. “Guys...we should probably try to get some sleep. B, how’s your stomach feeling?” She asked softly, fear pooling in her gut. Brittany: “Empty,” Brittany replied quietly, yawning and leaning slightly against Rachel, unable to really hold herself up as her body slumped. Quinn: Quinn looked over Brittany to Rachel, nodding once before tagging the blonde’s legs and moving her to the middle of the bed, then lying down next to her, one arm tossed protectively over Brittany’s abdomen, and reaching for Rachel’s fingers. Puck: Puck nodded, moving towards Rachel on the bed and laying down next to her. He wrapped his arm around her waist, sucking in a deep breath. He tried to relax, still slightly worried about Brittany since he still had no idea what was going on. Rachel: Rachel nodded at  all of them and then hugged Puck close, keeping her grip on Brittany and holding Quinn's hand. "Let's get some sleep." She finally said. "I have a feeling we're going to need it."

Merrier the more, triple fun that way