Hey y'all! I'm finally posting this story after way too long of a delay! I'm sure a lot of you will be very happy that I didn't make this a Fuinn story and just decided to make it a series of one shots since this takes place over a four year period of time. Many of you were disappointed with the way I ended Sophia but that's why I'm writing a sequel. You won't have to read every one shot if you don't ship Fuinn but I suggest reading a few here and there, especially the Finchel ones. Enjoy and please review!
Rachel smiled as she walked up to Finn's door. She knocked about as hard as she could without hurting her hand and was confused when he didn't answer for another minute. "Hey Rach, you're early," Finn smiled as he hugged her.
Rachel's eyes automatically fell on Quinn standing behind him. "What are you doing here?"
"Rachel, no need to be jealous, okay? She's just here for the game, that's what friends do." Finn said, grinning as Rachel finally hugged him back. "Q, can you come back later?"
"Sure," Quinn smiled and walked over to Finn, quickly hugging him but giving herself time to whisper in his ear. "We'll talk." He nodded and waved as she left.
"Okay come here," Finn took Rachel's hand and pulled her into the dorm. "What do you want to do?"
"I have an idea," Rachel smirked and pushed him back onto the bed. He smiled as he kissed her and rolled on top of her, pulling at her shirt. "Just take it off, Finn, you don't have to ask anymore." He simply nodded and pulled off the shirt. He was a little shocked that Rachel was being so forward. Normally he would be the one acting like that.
"Are you okay?" He asked randomly when she was down to her bra.
"Why wouldn't I be?" She asked, smirking as she flipped on top of him again and straddled his wait before leaning down and kissing his lips.
"Oh God, you taste like strawberries." Finn stopped for a second, pulling away slightly. There was something oddly unfamiliar about her and it was really bugging him.
"What's wrong, Finn?"
"Nothing, I'm fine," Finn said, continuing to kiss her.
He flipped her over and leaned down, beginning kissing her stomach. "Oh God, Finn…" She mumbled as he glided his tongue along her waist, eventually pulling back up and kissing her lips. "Mmm...no," she grabbed his hand that was on her waist and pulled it down to her leg.
Rachel was smirking slightly when he almost undid his pants but he shook his head and redid the zipper, sitting up. "More later."
"What? Not cool," she shook her head, still lying on his bed.
Finn chuckled and leaned over to kiss her again. "I have to get ready for the game."
"No, you don't," Rachel sighed.
"Tonight, after the game, we can have all the crazy awesome sex you want, I promise," he shook his head and stood up, walking over to his closet. "And trust me, I want that, too."
"Whatever," Rachel rolled her eyes and started putting her clothes back on.
