#quinn fabray

[strawberriistarz]

quinn !! 💛💫

[antlersaint]

haii… your reblog earlier has inspired me… absolutely gonna need a fic where quinn calls you pathetic for being eager/desperate to fuck her!!

i’ll feel shame for this when i wake up…

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i do plan on writing more like this... (perv!reader x quinn and loser!reader x quinn coming soon)... but :3 yeah! quinn with a very desperate and eager reader who just NEEDS to fuck her. reader has a dick, not male reader.

you are just so...

there are a lot of ways quinn could go about describing you, really. none of them good. you're annoyingly persistent, following her around all day insisting that she let you take her out at least once. talking away about how you'd have such a great time, it'd be fun, blah blah blah. like a small dog nipping at her heels. fortunately for you, though, (and unfortunately for her), you're cute. so, eventually, she does agree to a date; on one condition.

keep it in your pants.

and, to your credit, you do. you take her to see some movie, with a cast she'd never heard of but you apparently know a considerable amount about. and to quinn's surprise, you're relatively chivalrous. opening and closing doors for her, paying for whatever she wants at the counter (which she takes advantage of, just a little). though most importantly, you're not overly touchy. sure, there's little things here and there. a hand on her lower back, a hand on her thigh above her skirt. normal stuff she's fine with and even encourages, throwing you a smirk, shifting closer. the way you completely stiffen up does not go unnoticed.

once you're back in the truck, letting the engine run so it gets a little warmer, quinn leans over the center console and presses a couple kisses to your neck—her breath ghosting across your cheek in a quiet laugh when you jump at the contact. she turns your head so your mouths can slot together but pulls away hardly even a second later, holding you in place when you go to chase her lips. "take me to your apartment?"

it's a miracle you don't get pulled over, with how fast you were driving.

she's half expecting you to jump her as soon as the front door closes, but for whatever reason, you don't. you sort of just... stand there, staring, gaze unfocused and breathing shallow. it's amusing. quinn can practically feel your eyes whenever she saunters over to the couch, patting the cushion next to her with an expectant eyebrow raised. your movements are jerky, like you're not sure how to at all. after you've taken your seat, her fingers curl around your jaw, pulling you closer, and from here, she can see how blown your pupils are. you remind her of an excited puppy, almost. hands clenched into fists sitting atop your thighs, like you're waiting for permission to touch her.

though, once that permission is given in the form of another kiss and you're immediately trying to shove your tongue in her mouth, panting, stuff starts to make sense.

you're a desperate little thing. and inexperienced, she's assuming, by the way you practically paw at her clothes, whining low in your throat. it's unfairly arousing, ruining the lace quinn had picked out just for the hell of it, but she's not complaining. you're a fucking treat.

in what she's sure is record time after only making out for less than a minute, you're straining against the fly of your jeans; something she takes too much delight in when noticing, unable to bite back the laugh that bubbles up from her chest. understandably, that reaction is received negatively and you flinch away, mouth open to apologize or whatever else, but she shuts you up with another kiss. tongue flicking out over your lips, earning her the most pathetic sound quinn is sure a human being can make. she pops open the button of your jeans, commanding you to lift your hips so she can slide them off along with your boxers. soon enough, you're left completely bare while all she's missing is the lipstick that's now staining your skin.

she lets you lay her down on the couch after a bit longer of teasing, gasping when you don't even bother to get her undressed and just flip her skirt up. nearly ripping her panties with the force you use to tug them off. you're lucky she's feeling generous, or else you'd be left untouched just for that.

generous doesn't mean patient, though. your eagerness is cute, but not when you fail miserably multiple times to push inside and just rut against her, pre-cum stickying her thighs, whining and grunting against into her shoulder. god, you're such a virgin it's almost painful. quinn pushes you back, hand around your throat keeping you in place while she climbs into your lap. free hand dipping down between the two of you so she can line up with your cock before sinking down.

you're sizeable; a perfect fit, really. you hold onto her so tightly she's sure there'll be bruises come morning, but she couldn't care less. not when you're moaning so pretty and filling her up so good. after taking a moment to adjust, she rolls her hips, your own twitching up to meet the movement. it's good. better than she was—

fuck. quinn just had to go and say something, didn't she?

you barely even get to the fifth thrust before your entire body is locking up. eyes rolling into the back of your head, her name like poison on your tongue. she has to blink away the haze in her eyes, incredulous. really? that's all you have to give her? oh, no. no, she really doesn't think so.

"jesus, you're fucking pathetic." the comedown from your high is cut abruptly short when she starts to move again. you're painfully sensitive, and you make it known, pleading for her to stop or at the very least slowdown. she doesn't. threads her fingers into your hair and tugs, keeping your neck craned back so she's basically speaking against your mouth. "you can take it, baby. just shut up and take it for me."

you can, and you do; and quinn makes sure she cums multiple times before you even get a chance to again.

[willowcried]

d'you think quinn would like foodplay or no? like nothing too gross (obviously), but like whipped cream or something.

um the food fight scene w p*ck?? yes she does.. just as foreplay though

i would start as a innocent thing. you’re sitting cross-legged on her bed, sharing a plate of waffles you impulsively decided to make at midnight. the whipped cream wasn’t really necessary, but it made them better, so the can sits on between you two.

quinn takes a bite, then absentmindedly sprays a little extra on her spoon before licking it off, eyes flicking to the TV. it’s casual—completely unintentional—but something about the way her lips wrap around the spoon makes lick your lips.

you shake it off, reaching for the can and adding a bit more to your own piece.

she glances at you, amused. “kinda overkill, don’t you think?”

you shrug. “tastes better.”

she hums, considering, then sprays a little onto her finger and licks it off, slow and thoughtful. “huh. you might be onto something.”

you watch her tongue flick against the whipped cream and—okay. now she’s doing it on purpose.

the next time, you purposely let a bit of it linger at the corner of your lips, just to see what she’ll do. and, of course, she wipes it away with her thumb before pressing it to your lips.

“go on,” she murmurs, watching intently as you part them and suck lightly at her fingertip.

she tests the waters, trailing a bit of whipped cream along your collarbone, and when she dips her head to lick it off, she hums in satisfaction at the way you shiver. then, she drags lower—right at the center of her chest. your jaw drops.

“c’mon, honey,” she murmurs, tipping her chin up just slightly. “clean it up.”

[elainiisms]

she may not be a lesbian in canon, but she is a lesbian in my heart

[bnecaz]

[proxythe]

sigh… guess what i watched

[mdverse]

after a long day

[erikahenningsen]

[cloudnienty]

the glee obsession is coming back (un)fortunately

[fadeintoyou1993]

RACHEL & QUINN in Hold On To Sixteen (3.08)

[dayinthecafe]

rewatching glee (unfortunately)

[yameoto]

and christ, forgive these bones i’ve been hiding

[spaceacekid]

Quinn's baby would be old enough to attend Mckinley this year

[carsonphillips]

GLEE (3x01)