"What time is Noah picking you up?" Russell asks as he absentmindedly scrolls through his phone.

"He should be here any minute now," Quinn answers from her place next to him on the couch.

It was New Year's Eve and Quinn's plans consisted of going to Puck's party while her parents had to work overnight again.

"You be careful tonight, Quinn," her father says sternly. "You wouldn't believe how many people we have come in at the hospital because of drinking and driving on New Years."

"Dad, you know me," she smiles. "I'll be fine."

He looks at her for a moment and sighs, "I know you're all grown up now. But you'll always be my little girl."

"But you still have to trust me to make my own choices," she reminds him.

He smiles sadly and nods at her words. "It just all happened so fast. I mean, one minute you're sitting on my lap at baseball games, and the next minute, you're in college. I think that maybe I wasn't there for you enough."

Quinn takes in her father's sentiment and leans her head on his shoulder. "You've always been there for me. I couldn't have asked for a better dad."

"I couldn't have asked for a better daughter," he answers.

They continue to sit there in silence. She feels guilty about not seeing her parents that much lately. But they've all been so busy.

After a beat, Quinn asks, "When are you leaving for work?"

"As soon as your mom is finished getting ready," he laughs.

The doorbell rings and Quinn sighs, "It's probably Puck."

"I'll get it," Russell says as he gets up from the couch.

Quinn gets up to grab her jacket and purse, but pauses when she hears a familiar voice.

"Hey Russell! I'm just returning this tuppleware from the other night."

She smiles and makes her way to the front door.

"Thanks! I'll go let Judy know that you're here," Russell says as he lets Rachel into the foyer. He passes Quinn on the way to the stairs and hands her the plastic containers. "Hey kiddo. Can you put these away?"

"Sure thing."

As soon as he's out of sight, she turns to Rachel and grins, "Hey."

"Hi Quinn."

She makes her way to the kitchen while Rachel follows behind her. "I thought you were going to Kurt and Blaine's party?" she asks.

"Yeah, I was actually going to head over in a little while."

Quinn nods, "I hope you have fun."

"I'm hoping it'll be interesting," the woman says. "Are you sure you don't want to come with me?"

"I really want to, Rach. Trust me. But I already told Puck that I'd go to his party. And he's having such a hard time after his break up with Kitty that I don't to make him feel even worse."

Rachel nods, "It's okay. Just thought I'd ask."

"How about we do something tomorrow?" Quinn offers. "I'm off. You're off. Let's spend time together."

The woman smiles. Truthfully, they had been spending a lot of time together as of late. But she won't complain. "I'd like that."

Quinn nods and leans against the counter. "So, think there's any attractive bachelors that you'll be kissing at midnight?" she teases.

Rachel rolls her eyes. "I'm pretty sure it's going to be nothing but surprisingly gay men tonight. And this other married woman from the theater and her husband. So probably not. Not that I would, anyway. What about you?"

Quinn grimaces. "Men? Gross, no."

The brunette chuckles. "What about any girls?"

"I doubt it," Quinn shrugs. "The last girl that kissed me was Marley, which was weird. So I don't think I'm up for making out with some random girl."

"Oh." Rachel looks away and purses her lips.

The blonde's eyes widen. "I'm sorry! That was stupid of me. I didn't mean to bring her up again."

"No, it's not that, Quinn."

Quinn frowns, "Then what is it?"

Rachel sighs before looking up to make eye contact again. "I just...I don't know. I would like to have been the last one to kiss you this year."

"Rachel..."

"I know, it's not an appropriate thing to say. But I -"

Before Rachel can say anymore, Quinn's lips are covering hers. She gasps and pulls the girl closer to eagerly return the kiss. Their lips move together in perfect synch for one blissful moment.

Unfortunately, that moment is short-lived when they hear footsteps approaching.

They jump apart as soon as Judy walks into the kitchen.

"Rachel! I'm so sorry you had to wait for me."

Rachel runs a hand through her hair to gather herself and smiles, "It's no worries, Judy. I'm sorry you have to work tonight."

Judy scoffs, "I have to work every New Years, so this is nothing new to us."

Quinn locks eyes with Rachel for a brief second before turning away.

"Okay, well I really need to get going to my thing. But I'll stop by again soon, okay?" Rachel says to Judy as she makes her way out of the kitchen.

"Sure thing! Don't be a stranger!"

"I won't!" Rachel calls out before they hear the front door shut.

Judy turns to her daughter and frowns, "I thought Puck was picking you up?"

"He is. Just running late, as usual."

Something on the counter catches her eye and Quinn has to fight the grin from forming in her face.

"Looks like Rachel forgot her phone. I'm gonna go take it to her really quick before she leaves," she says as she grabs the device.

Judy nods. "Okay. Well in case I don't see you before you leave, happy new year!"

"Same to you, mom!" Quinn yells as she rushes out of the house and into the cold night air.

She forgot to grab her jacket, but ignores it as she hurries to Rachel's house. When she finally reaches her destination, she quickly rings the doorbell.

The door opens right away, and Quinn wouldn't be surprised if Rachel was waiting for her.

"Oh, you brought my phone...that I forgot. How sweet of you," the woman smiles.

Quinn rolls her eyes. "Did you didn't leave it there on -"

She's suddenly yanked inside the house by the small woman. As soon as she's inside, Rachel slams the door shut and pushes her up against the wall.

"God," Quinn moans as their lips connect once again. She cups Rachel's neck and deepens the kiss, allowing their tongues to dance together.

Rachel's hands start to roam her chest, which Quinn doesn't mind. The woman then pulls back and latches onto her neck, sucking hard.

"Fuck," she breathes out.

She feels her phone vibrating in her pocket and braces her hands against Rachel's shoulders. "Hang on a second."

Rachel stops what she's doing and looks at Quinn in confusion. The blonde pulls her phone out and sees that Puck's calling.

"Shit. Puck's at the house to pick me up."

"Seriously? He has great timing," Rachel mumbles.

"Tell me about it," Quinn says as she straightens out her shirt. They stare at each other for a moment. Rachel leans up to press their lips together once again.

"I'll miss you," the blonde whispers.

Rachel nods and licks her lips. "Will you come over later? If you can?"

Quinn's breath catches in her throat. "Yeah, I will." She's not taking her car tonight. But she'll figure something out.

"Good."

She groans when she feels her phone vibrating again. She swipes the screen to answer and shouts, "I'm coming!" Then hangs up.

She looks at Rachel one last time and presses a kiss to her cheek. "Bye."

When Quinn turns around and leaves the house, the woman smiles to herself and brings her hand up to her cheek.

Later that night, Rachel finishes her third glass of wine and leans her back against the wall. Kurt, Blaine, and their merry group of friends were huddled around the table playing board games. She wasn't really in the mood to play. Her mind keeps going back to earlier with Quinn.

Speaking of which, she decides to text the girl and starts typing on her phone.

Rachel: Quinn! They're playing scrabble! SCRABBLE! Help me :(

Quinn: But scrabble sounds like so much fun :)

She pouts.

Rachel: There's so many other things I'd rather be doing.

Quinn: Like what?

She glances around to make sure no one's paying any attention to her. She then smirks.

Rachel: You...

In Puck's kitchen, Quinn chokes on her drink and starts having a coughing fit. Luckily, Sam Evans is there and starts thumping her on the back.

"You okay, Quinn?" he asks with concern.

She gives him a thumbs up and croaks out, "I'm fine. Just went down the wrong pipe I guess."

He frowns, "Well let me or Puck know if you need anything."

"I think I'm gonna go get some air," she says as she steps around him. "But thanks."

When she's out in the backyard, she zips up her jacket and pulls her phone out to hastily reply.

Quinn: Rachel!

Rachel: What? It's true.

Quinn: You're impossible.

Rachel: :(

Quinn chuckles to herself and heads back inside. She needs another drink...

Across town, Rachel is grinning mischievously from her place on the couch. She was still texting Quinn and it seems the girl was a little more relaxed in their conversation than she was an hour or so ago.

"You okay?" Kurt eyes her as he walks by to get a refill.

"I'm fine," she waves him off.

"How much have you had to drink?"

She looks down at her...maybe sixth glass of wine and giggles.

"I'll drive you home later, okay?" Kurt offers.

She nods and thanks him before getting back on her phone.

Rachel: What do you think about when you... ;)

Quinn: You. That's the only way I can get off.

Rachel can feel her body temperature rapidly heating up. Thinking of Quinn's body hovering over hers is her only way of getting off on those lonely nights as well.

Rachel: What do you think about doing to me?

Quinn: Hmm I don't remember...

Rachel: Quinn!

Quinn: How about I just show you later?

She takes a deep breath to get herself together.

Rachel: Are you still coming over after your party?

Quinn: :)

"Five! Four! Three! Two! One!"

Everyone cheers out as the clock strikes midnight. Quinn joins in on it and stumbles around the living room trying to hug everyone.

"Happy New Year, Quinn!" Puck shouts as he wraps an arm around her shoulders to hold her steady.

"Puckerman!" she grins. "I love you!"

"I love you too!" he laughs. "How drunk are you?"

"I don't know. But I love you!"

He smiles and gently sits her down on the couch before leaving to see the rest of his friends.

She leans on the arm of the couch for a moment, then feels her phone vibrating in her pocket.

She looks down at the screen.

Rachel: happy new yearr beautiful :))

Quinn snorts. It seems like she's not the only one that's had a bit to drink.

Quinn: your so crazy

Rachel: Crazy for u maybe

The blonde purses her lips and blushes.

She looks back down when her phone goes off again.

Rachel: can this year be our year

Quinn smiles.

Quinn: it will be

An hour later, after Rachel had texted her saying she was on her way home, Quinn went around to everyone at the party trying to find someone that was sober enough and willing enough to drop her off.

In the end, she was able to convince Mike Chang to do it without too much begging. As soon as he pulls up to Rachel's house, she jumps out of the car and yells out her thanks before he even has a chance to park.

When his car backs out and disappears down the street, Quinn smirks and marches up to the front door.

"Rachel!" She pounds on the wood. "Rachel! Open up!"

The door swings open and the woman grabs her by the hand.

"Hush!" Rachel scolds with a playful smile.

Quinn giggles as she's pulled into the house and makes sure to shut the door behind her. "Rachel?" she whispers in the dark.

The woman leads her to the bedroom, staggering a little bit.

"Hey...ow!" Quinn loses her footing and tumbles, only to catch herself on the wall. She's held up with the woman's hands on her waist.

Rachel takes the opportunity to hold her in place and kiss her hungrily, much like the position they were in earlier. She sucks on her bottom lip, making the girl moan. She then hurriedly strips Quinn of her jacket.

She lets out her own moan when two hands undo her pants and begin to tug them down her legs.

"Bed. Now," Rachel demands as she kicks off her jeans.

She barely makes it onto her bed when Quinn pounces on top of her, pinning her against the mattress. They resume their kissing until the blonde can't take it anymore.

"Rach..."

"I know."

Quinn sits up and fumbles with her own belt buckle while the woman below her hastily pulls off their Quinn's shirt followed by her own.

"Shit," Quinn mutters, becoming frustrated.

Rachel leans forward to still her hands and work with the belt buckle herself, then quickly unfastens her pants and pulls them midway down her thighs. Quinn kicks them off the rest of the way.

When the blonde turns back around to face her, Rachel wraps a hand around her thick shaft and begins to stroke slowly.

"God," Quinn whimpers, jerking her hips slightly.

Rachel smirks and lies down on her back once again, pulling Quinn on top of her.

The blonde takes hold of her cock and drags the head up and down Rachel's covered slit.

She stares into the woman's eyes as she does so and leans down to kiss her again. "I missed you," she whispers against her lips.

Rachel smiles softly and gently cups the back of her neck. "I missed you too."

Not able to stand the throbbing between her legs anymore, she uses her free hand to reach down and push her underwear to the side, allowing Quinn enough room to push in.

As the girl slips herself in all the way, they both gasp in unison, clutching each other tighter.

"Fuck, you're so wet..." Quinn husks out.

"I've been waiting for this all night," Rachel smiles.

Their hips begin to move at their own accord, and Quinn can't stop herself from thrashing into Rachel at a fast pace.

"Baby! That's it!" the woman cries out, throwing her head back. "Ahh!"

Quinn sits back up again and grabs ahold of Rachel's hips as she continues fucking her senseless. She knows that with how much she's had to drink, she won't last much longer inside of her tight channel.

Without warning, she suddenly pulls out.

Rachel frowns, "What -"

"Take these off," Quinn says as she reaches into the waistband of her underwear. The brunette nods and lifts her hips to help them come off faster.

"You're so beautiful," the younger girl murmurs as she moves herself down Rachel's body, coming face to face with her sex.

She surges forward and attacks the swollen clit with her lips.

"Fuck," Rachel moans out and threads her fingers through blonde hair and lightly tugs. "Quinn..."

Quinn moves lower and parts pink lips with her tongue and swipes up and down slowly a few times before moving into her entrance.

Rachel was also close after being on edge all night. "Baby, touch me."

The blonde does as she's told and brings her hand up to firmly rub her clit with her thumb. She's determined to get Rachel off as many times as she can tonight.

"Ohh!"

Rachel reaches her peak clenches around Quinn's tongue and gushes into her mouth. Quinn gladly takes it and laps up all of it.

When the woman is able to breathe somewhat normally again, she pulls the blonde back up and meets her for a searing kiss.

She pulls back and cups the sides of Quinn's face. "I love you," she whispers.

Quinn stares down into her eyes and whispers back, "I love you too."

"I don't care what anyone says or whatever happens," Rachel continues. "I need you to know that I love you more than anything."

"I know, Rachel." Quinn nips at her lips. "I know."

They resume their kissing and soon, the blonde feels her member aching to be touched again.

"Rach..."

As if reading her mind, Rachel turns Quinn over onto her back and moves to straddle her hips. She braces one hand on Quinn's shoulder to keep her balance, and uses the other to guide her tip back to her entrance.

In one swift motion, Quinn thrusts her hips up and they are one again.

"God," Rachel moans out as she work herself up and down the shaft. "I'll never get over how big you are."

Quinn smirks and thrusts up even harder, causing the woman to fall forward. Rachel laughs for a moment before moving her head to rest on Quinn's shoulder.

"Mmm. That's so good..."

The blonde wraps her arms around her waist and holds her steady as she rapidly plunges in and out of her.

"Shit," she murmurs on the verge of her climax.

"Ahh!" Rachel cries. She jerks on blonde hair, unable to control herself. "Quinn! Keep fucking me like that..."

Quinn continues her frenzied thrusting. She can feel her balls tightening and knows she's going to release any second now.

When Rachel's inner walls put her dick in a chokehold, the hot, white liquid begins to shoot out, filling the woman up.

"Oh god, baby..." Quinn groans as she rides out her orgasm.

"Fuck," Rachel rasps out as she slows down her hips.

When they're finished, they lay there for a couple minutes, panting into each other's ears.

Rachel then props herself onto her elbows and presses her lips to Quinn's forehead. "That was amazing," she says.

"You're amazing," Quinn retorts as she runs her hands up and down the woman's back.

Rachel smiles to herself because Quinn can still make her feel this way.

She then smirks, "Was that what you were going to show me?"

Quinn pauses for a moment, then remembers what she had said earlier. She lifts a challenging eyebrow, "What if I said no?"

"Then I would ask what you were waiting for."

The blonde gently rolls them back over and props herself up onto her knees.

"Turn around," she says in a tone that Rachel's never heard before.

The woman swallows and carefully turns over onto all fours.

"Like this?" she asks over her shoulder.

"Perfect."

She holds her breath when she feels lips pressing all over her ass cheeks, and yelps when Quinn dares to lightly bite one.

"Quinn!"

"Sorry. Couldn't help myself," Quinn laughs as she makes her way up her back and leaves a trail of kisses up her spine.

She leaves on last kiss on Rachel's shoulder and reaches a hand down to tease her entrance with the tip of her cock.

She breathes into her ear, "Is this okay?"

Rachel turns her head to nuzzle their cheeks together. "You can do anything you want to me."

Quinn lets out a puff of air then pushes every inch of herself into Rachel. They both moan in unison at the new angle.

"Yes," the woman hisses as she grips the bed sheets beneath her as Quinn slowly pumps in and out.

The blonde moves to her previous position on her knees and increases her pace. "Jesus, you feel so good," Quinn grits out. "I don't know if I could ever go on again without being inside you."

Rachel feels her heart leaping in her chest at the statement. Which was strange, considering she was being fucked from behind...

Then again, nothing with Quinn was ever normal.

She lets out a strangled cry and and drops her head onto the mattress while Quinn continues to pound into her mercilessly.

The blonde reaches down to palm Rachel's breasts. "Are you close?" she asks.

"Y-yes!"

Quinn leans down and drapes her body over Rachel's. "So am I," she breathes into dark hair.

"Quinn!"