Quinn O'Connell was the pretty girl in pink, the homecoming queen and all-around straight-A student. Most people saw her as uptight, narcissistic but most importantly... They saw her as a control freak with her perfect blonde hair and patronising sm...
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"Quinn, Darling, you're shouting" Carlisle laughed at the drunken vampire who had missed the final few hours of the party because she was chatting aimlessly with him, currently, he was trying to take the drunk Quinn hunting but she was getting distracted by all sorts of things from tree stumps to leaves. Somewhere further afield in the forest, he could hear Rosalie getting angry at Emmet, trying to get him to stop skinny dipping in a river.
"I'm not" she yelled excitably as she ran at him and Carlisle jumped in shock, stumbling as he caught his little mate, the two of them falling back into a tree that creaked under their weight. Carlisle had never laughed so much in his life as he did that night as she slammed her lips onto his with furious intensity. Taking her cheeks gently in his hands, he half pried her face away from his to the best of his ability.
"My love, please. You're not thinking rationally." he informed her softly and her bright beam instantly fell, making his heart drop as he watched the light distinguish from her eyes, "Listen to me, when you are better, we will do whatever you want to do, okay? You need to feed first, so I know you want this" he tried, running his fingers over her cheek gently. The only way to ebb away the drunkness quickly was to feed.
"Okay," she pouted like a child, taking his hand and guiding him quickly along through the forest. "Find the Bambi, Grab the Bambi, eat the Bambi" she chanted softly to herself as they walked and he couldn't help but chuckle though the second she turned her serious frown over to him, he forced his face into a serious expression. Carlisle couldn't help but find her absolutely adorable while drunk. "Am I dirty, Carlisle?"
The doctor frowned at her, looking over her outfit.
"Well, you have some mud on your shirt but, no you're not really dirty my love. You look beautiful to me," he promised her and she smiled tensely before speaking again.
"That isn't what I mean... I mean, am I dirty. Am I disgusting? I think so, I want for you to be the only man that's ever touched me but another man did, and it's disgusting." The drunken Quinn freely spoke what was on her mind and as upset as her words made him, it was a good insight into her mind. Quinn had a tendency not to say the negative things that she was thinking despite the fact that all he wanted was for her to be open with him, so he could support her in every possible way.
"Quinn, you aren't disgusting, you are in fact the least disgusting person I have ever met. I love you more than anything, you're stunningly beautiful." he frowned, smiling through his words and hoping that it would be enough to show her how much she truly meant to him. "Come on, love" he beckoned and took her hand, encouraging her to run beside him through the forest and she did so easily. There was something so exhilarating about running to Quinn and even in her drunken state, Carlisle had to pull her back into his arms to stop her from sprinting for miles, the two of them stopping beside a clearing where a buck trotted slowly around.
Rushing into the area, Carlisle had its neck snapped so that it lay in the grass within a second. Turning to Quinn, he beckoned her over and she smiled as she skipped toward him. Dropping to her knees, she graciously accepted the offering of the animal that he had caught for her. Digging her teeth easily into the creature, she drank for a long moment, feeling the fuzziness fade away, leaving her with an emptiness despite how full she felt from the feed.
"Feeling better?" Carlisle questioned after a long moment as she looked up at him, dropping the creature with a huff, a bead of blood rolling down her chin as she looked over at him. Reaching out, Carlisle caught it with sparkling eyes and she smiled as he did so. In the next moment, it was like the stars had aligned and gravity was drawing them together. Carlisle couldn't help but swallow deeply at the expression on her face, it was much more appealing to him now because he knew that she was sober once more, her eyes indicating as much.
"The cottage is near her" she spoke softly and he blinked at her before pulling her to stand, it was only a few moments before they found themselves at the cottage they had lovingly decorated over the summer. Smiles on their faces, they opened the door and entered, it felt welcoming, like coming home for the first time in a while and despite them not being able to be affected by temperature, it felt warm.
"Careful Beautiful" Carlisle breathed against her lips as she pushed him against the wall, making it creak.
"Perfect" she purred as she held him there easily if he truly wanted to, Carlisle could overpower her but he adored the excitement that coated her features when she felt that she was in control. Quinn ripped Carlisles shirt straight open, yanking his scarf to the side and carelessly discarding both pieces of clothing. When his upper half was fully on show to her, Quinn grinned and kissed down his neck, biting softly due to the sheer elation she felt when he moaned.
Quinn O'Connell had a newfound respect for Carlisle that night, despite how much she had already respected him, the fact that the doctor hadn't taken advantage of her made her love him all the more. It just made the remainder of the night feel a hundred times better...
