"Congratulations to the William McKinley Senior Class of 2012!" Booms Principle Figgin's voice through the stadium that the cheap school board actually sprang for. All the students in their matching red gowns stand up and clap. Some toss their hats up, others hug their friends sitting next to each other. Parents and teachers and friends in the stands are standing a clapping for them. They did it, they made it through High School.
Three hours pass and everyone is at some nameless football player's house. His parents let him throw a huge party for all the seniors without adult supervision. The place is wild and half of the graduating class is wasted.
Santana makes her way up the stairs, wanting just to get away from all the idiots. She's been sick of these fools since day one. Why the hell she ever agreed to come to this part is beyond her. She walks into a room and immediately regrets it. Finn Hudson is sitting on the edge of the bed, looking super depressed and drunk.
"Sant." He pauses. "Ana." He finishes her name, he looks as if he's about to fall off the bed. Which Santana would kind of love to see.
But she walks over to him, pulling the bottle out of his hand. "Come on, Frankenteen. Let's get you home." She some how manages to get him up and hooks her arm around him. He's so drunk that she is pretty much carrying him. "Damn, Finn. Move your feet." She snaps. He listens.
She gets him all the way back to his place and up to his room. She's never been in his room before and she feels a little awkward about being in here. She turns to go but she feels him pressing up against her.
"You look so fucking sexy." He whispers in her ear, his voice thick with lust.
She breaks out of his grip and turns to him, laughing lightly. "Well, duh. I'm always sexy."
His hands reach around her and his hands grip her ass, pulling her against him. His eyes are dark with lust and she'd be lying if she said she wasn't totally turned on. "I want to fuck you." His voice is all rough and sexy sounding.
"Finn, you're drunk and you're dating Rachel." She almost hates herself for not just ripping his clothes off in that moment. But she's trying to be a better person. Stupid goal.
"I'm not dating Rachel anymore." He admits, clumsily walking backwards toward his bed, pulling her along with him. "She dumped me last week." He whispers as if he doesn't want some imaginary person to hear that. "And ok..alright. I'm a little drunk. But I still want to get inside you." He falls back on the bed, pulling her down hard on top of him.
"Finn, I'm not a pity fuck." She protest, trying to get up.
"Baby, let me love you down. There's so many ways to love ya." He begins to sing. She can't help but laugh. "There, see. I knew I could get a Santana Smile." She quickly puts on her poker face. "Look, I'm horny, Santana. Tequila seems to do that to me. And I had a lot of tequila. I just want to fuck and then play Xbox."
"You know what. Fine. But only because you most likely won't remember this and I'll never have to see you again." She sits up and starts to undress herself. To be honest, she was a little wet already from his agressiveness. It kind of turned her on.
"What do you mean you won't ever see me again?" He seems a bit worried as he begins to strip.
"My family is moving out of state and I'm going to a school out of state. No reason to ever come back to Lima." She answers.
Thankfully he is distracted easily by her body because he stops asking questions and just stares at her for a second. The next thing she knows, she is under him, writhing in pleasure she he thrust into her. He's good, really good. She knows for a fact he didn't get any from Quinn or Berry in the last two years. He must be watching a lot of porn.
Ten minutes of pure ecstasy goes by. He knows all the right moves. The slow to fast thrust, the angle to hit it in. The way he pulled her leg up. His little bites along her neck. And even though she was never a fan of talking during sex, his dirty talk was pretty hot.
She can't remember the last time she had an orgasm that powerful. She was happy she said yes. It wasn't until he came deep inside her did she realize he wasn't wearing a condom.