a/n: Faberry gender swap because there needs to be more of it in this world, takes place season 3 around Purple Piano Project. Ryan Berry wants Quinn Fabray back in the glee club and will do whatever it takes. Beware this is my first attempt at fan fiction. Smut, enjoy.
Disclaimer: I don't own Glee but I do own any and all mistakes.
Warning: Fellatio
"Quinn, I want to talk to you" Ryan Berry said going through the gate that to the space under the bleachers, examining his surroundings, waiting for someone to jump him.
Quinn turned around removing the lit cigarette from his lips, blowing the smoke right at the shorter boy who was dressed like an odd combination of Mr. Schue and Blaine Anderson with a gray sweater vest, white dress shirt, and a red bow tie to match his pants, his hair windblown and messy. "Then talk Berry, it's just us down here" he said before taking another puff.
"That's a nasty habit" Ryan said is disgust.
"Did you come down here just to give me a lecture on health or was there another reason?" Quinn asked snidely, clenching his jaw.
"I want you to come back to glee club" Ryan said immediately, watching the boy in front of him run his hand through pinkish blonde hair. The shorter boy then took the time to examine, more like admire the changed boy in front him. Gone were the polo shirts and pristine dark wash jeans and in their place was a t-shirt that used to have sleeves which showed off the former blondes' muscular biceps and the sides of his defined torso, if Ryan was standing at the right angle, and jeans so faded and so holy that they should be falling apart were he stood.
"Why should I? What's in it for me?" Quinn replied putting out his cigarette against the medal post next to him and letting the butt fall to the ground.
"We need you; you're the only one that can hit those low notes. It's not the same without you there, I-I miss you." Ryan said pleadingly, gripping the strap of his messenger bag.
That last statement caught Quinn's attention "Alright, but what's in it for me?" he asked stepping closer to the brunette.
Ryan paused and thought, he wasn't expecting Quinn to have demands "I'll do whatever you want, just come back to glee."
Quinn smirked and raised his eyebrow "Anything?" he took another step forward. He wondered how far he could take this and a slew of sexual fantasies that he'd started to have over the summer about the male diva in front of him started running through his head. Normally those fantasies stayed in his subconscious in the form of dreams but now here they were front and center. They were the whole reason why he didn't want to come back to glee this year; he didn't want to acknowledge his burgeoning feelings for the brunette for fear that they weren't reciprocated. Avoid it and the problem will go away was the Fabray way after all, but if Ryan was willing maybe he could try.
Ryan gulped, his mind automatically going to the gutter since he'd had a crush the former blonde for years now "Anything" he affirmed looking down slightly to hide the blush that was creepy up his cheeks.
"I'll have to think about it." Quinn said now standing directly in front the shorter boy, mere inched apart, noticing the blush and knowing that they were probably thinking the same dirty thoughts. "Meet me at my car after school and you'll have my answer" he continued into the shorter boy's ear causing him to shiver at the closeness, before picking up his own bag and walking away with a smile, knowing that could get away with asking Berry to do whatever he wanted.
The final bell rang and Ryan found himself practically running to the parking lot, going over the speech he had planned just in case Quinn said no and he needed to persuade him into saying yes. He scanned the lot for Quinn's red Jeep and soon found it with head of pinkish-blonde hair next to it in a semi-deserted back corner of the lot covered in trees before walking over to the vehicle.
"Have you made your decision?" Ryan asked approaching Quinn from behind.
"Damn Berry, haven't you ever heard of patience? Get in the car" The taller boy said opening the driver side door and getting in.
Ryan walked over to the passenger side and got in "Well?"
"Keep this up and my answer will be no" Quinn said flatly and turning in his seat to face the brunette next to him.
"Sorry" Ryan mumbled.
"Alright, so I'll come back to glee, bu-"
Ryan cut him off "Oh my God this wonderful, I can't wait to tell the others" he said with his smile going from ear to ear and reaching for the door.
"Whoa, slow down there turbo, you haven't heard my conditions yet." The former blonde said with a smirk that turned into a smile because of the other boy's visible happiness, grabbing the boy's wrist to stop him and then letting go.
"Oh right. What are they?" he asked bouncing unconsciously bouncing in his seat over his victory in getting Quinn back.
"Well it's just one really." Quinn said rubbing the back of his neck and briefly taking his hazel eyes away from the hypnotizingly happy chocolate ones in front of him "I want you to do something for me"
"Okay, anything"
"You sure about that?" Ryan nodded, still fidgeting in the seat "Okay so here goes, I thought about asking you for like a solo or something like that but I decided that that wouldn't quite satisfy me" Ryan stopped bouncing to pay closer attention, noticing the smirk playing on Quinn's lips "starting now I want you to blow me whenever I you too, anytime, anywhere for a month and I'll rejoin the glee club, oh and you can't tell anybody"
"You want me to what!?" Ryan exclaimed in shock that was the last thing he expected to hear.
"Shut up" Quinn said between gritted teeth and lunging forward to put his hand over the brunettes loud mouth "Okay let me explain this to you in Berry speak." He paused to remove his hand "I want you to at my beck and call to perform fellatio whenever it pleases me for a month and I'll be back in glee tomorrow. Do you understand?" He finished.
Ryan just gaped at him still in shock; he had no idea that Quinn had those inclinations "You want me to blow you? Why? I thought you were straight" was the only thing that his shocked and still processing mind could come up with.
"You shouldn't assume things about people Ryan, it makes you an ass. I've just never been with guys that go here; my personal business needs to stay my personal business. And why not? You're occasionally hot and I think your lips would feel amazing wrapped around my cock." He said, his voice getting lower as he leaned closer to the boy in his passenger seat.
The thought of having Quinn's cock in his mouth sent the blood rushing south; his pants were growing uncomfortably tight.
Ryan was once again speechless.
"Judging from the bulge growing in your pants and the fact that you haven't been able to stop staring at my crotch for the past two minutes, you accept my conditions?"
"Can I kiss you first?" Ryan finally responded, he didn't want to just jump right in to sucking the other boy's cock, he wanted the intimacy of kissing to work his way up to that point, especially since Quinn was being so cavalier about it.
Quinn smirked in pleasant surprise "Fine, but make it quick, the sight of your ass in those pants has kept me hard practically all day and I need some relief" he said leaning in even closer, shifting again in his seat.
Ryan closed the distance and connected their lips, unmoving at first but that changed immediately. Their lips were moving over the others in urgency, hands reaching to bury themselves in the others hair to bring them closer together, and Ryan poked his tongue out, running it across Quinn's lower lip asking for entrance. Quinn opened his mouth and Ryan sucked the former blondes' tongue in to his and continued to suck on the slippery appendage and massage it with his own tongue causing Quinn to moan at the slight preview of what was to come.
Quinn's grip on Ryan's hair tighten as the brunette ran one hand down the taller boys torso before playing with the hem of his shirt and running his hand up the inside to caress the hard abs underneath. Shifting again to better face the brunette as he leaned I to him, Quinn awkwardly moved his right leg between them and got it so that it was between Ryan and the passenger seat, the sorter boy now on his knees in the seat and between Quinn's legs. Ryan pushed farther forward so that Quinn's back was against the door, moving his hand higher lightly pinch the blondes' nipple, eliciting a guttural moan from the former blonde. The male diva loved how he had the newly minted rebel shivering at his touch and the feel of stomach muscles twitching under his fingers as he moved south again, the reactions from the blonde giving him courage.
That same hand was soon over Quinn's jean clad erection and stroking in a leisurely manner, causing Quinn's hips to buck into the brunette's movements. At that Ryan broke the kiss, panting.
"Wow, you weren't kidding, you're really hard and you're pretty big too" He said grinning against Quinn's lips at thought of knowing that he was the cause, unbuttoning faded and worn 501's with one hand and playing with the hair at the nape of Quinn's neck with the other "But don't worry, I don't have gag reflex" He continued at barely a whisper.
Quinn groaned and his head rolled back against the dark tinted window at the thought of getting deep throated.
Ryan pulled back and used both hands to open Quinn's jeans father, he could see the outline of his cock through the black boxer-briefs and then pulled those back causing all eight inches of Quinn to spring forth from its cotton confines.
The blonde watched as the brunette eagerly leaned back over the center console, placing his hands on the other boy's firm thighs, and down to take the head into his mouth, sucking and swirling his tongue over the slit, getting his first taste of pre-cum then moaning at the taste, it was like a salty sweet.
"Oh fuck" Quinn moaned, his head falling back again against the window at the sensations running through his cock as his hands ran through silky brown hair in encouragement.
Ryan let go of the with a pop, licked his lips and dove back down for more, this time taking the whole length into his mouth and sucking, feeling the member twitch against the back of his throat.
"Shit that feels so good" Quinn gripped the shorter boy's hair almost painfully and Ryan moaned again and looked up into hazel eyes as he started to bob up and down continuing to suck and occasionally stopping to massage the sensitive underside of the tip with his tongue when he moved back up.
Quinn was getting close, he could feel it. His balls were beginning to tighten and his hips were moving in time with Ryan's movements, he practically fucking his face and Ryan would just moan every time the cock in his mouth would unintentionally hit the back of his throat, letting the sound vibrate through the shaft, making Quinn moan in response. It was driving him nuts and keeping his eyes on those lips that were swallowing his length wasn't helping matters.
"I'm gonna cum" was all the warning he could give before the white hot liquid was pouring down Ryan's throat as he watched the taller boy's face contort in pleasure, it was possibly the hottest thing he's ever seen. He gave one final suck before pulling away from the blonde, licking his lips and smiling at the spent boy in front of him. "You're really good at that" he eventually continued breathless and with a satisfied grin.
"Should I assume that I'll be getting daily requests from you?" The brunette asked smugly sitting back in the passenger seat, moving the former blonde's leg, still grinning.
"Yes, that you can assume." He replied with a same satisfied smile that probably wasn't going to go away anytime soon as he tucked his dick back into is underwear and re-buttoning his jeans "You wanna ride home?"
"Yes, that would be lovely, thank you" Ryan said with a smile and buckling his seat belt as Quinn moved back into a proper sitting position.
a/n: I may or may not continue this, let me know if you want me to do so and I will, so please review, your thoughts are appreciated. Thanks for reading.
This: luckypressure . tumblr post/13042667232/late-bday-gift-for-wyatt-genderswap-faberry…. Was very inspirational.