Pairings/Characters: Quinn/Bacon (no, really), brief Mercedes and Kurt
Warnings: Dirty talk? idevenk.
Prompt: Here: Quinn/Bacon dirty talking.
AN: Nope. I got nothing.
“You like that, huh?” Quinn asked, her eyes dark with want as she leered at the bacon in her hand. “You want me to eat you?”
The bacon, of course, was silent.
“God,” Quinn mumbled, dropping her head to trace her lips along the bacon’s side. “I love hearing that.” She inhaled deeply, taking in the heavenly scent of meat.
She let out a moan, unable to help herself. “God, I want you so much. It’s been so fucking long.” Her tongue slipped past parted lips and traced it along those deliciously wrong streaks of fat. She closed her mouth again, her eyes following suite, to savor the taste of the bacon.
After a moment of silence, Quinn chuckled darkly. “You want this. I can tell. You’re such a slut, looking like that and tasting so fucking good.”
The bacon flopped over to the side of her hand, limp.
“Yeah, I know,” Quinn said, bringing the bacon to her mouth to caress its sides with her lips once more. “I want to take this slow; I want to make this good for you.”
In a panic at the sudden interruption, Quinn did the reasonable thing. She shoved the entire piece of bacon in her mouth and crouched over the paper plate where the rest of the bacon lay. (She wasn’t really sure if she was trying to hide their existence from Mercedes or claim them as her own, but that didn’t actually matter.)
“Uuwuh?” She turned her head toward the doorway to the kitchen, where Mercedes stood in shock with Kurt hiding behind her shoulders.
“You know what,” Mercedes said, then paused for a moment, looking a little frightened, “I can see y’all are having a moment in here or something. I’ll come back later.”
Wide-eyed, Kurt agreed frantically, and dragged her out of the room.
Quinn sat in silence for several minutes, her face burning and her knuckles white from gripping the edge of the table. Finally, she took a deep breath and sat up.
She reached for another piece of bacon. “Yeah? You like being watched?”