I Get To

She really hadn't meant to say it. Really. Normally she had good control over her brain-to-mouth filter. She'd had to do some fancy footwork to get out of it with the glee kids. Even then, Rachel hadn't been convinced.

Which, Quinn supposed, was a good thing, since she was currently removing said brunette's bra and getting a tongue bath in an empty classroom. If she'd known a simple slip-of-the-tongue was all it took, she would've done it weeks ago.

"I didn't mean to say it," she explained absently.

"It was so…hot," Rachel panted. "But less talking. More touching."

Quinn smirked.