Disclaimer; I don't own Glee or anything to do with it, although I wish I did. ^_^
A/N; This is a little Finntana one-shot that was inspired from some GIFs I seen on tumblr. Speaking of tumblr, .com
Finn Hudson was more then a wreck. Both of the people he had loved had cheated on him. In some attempt to regain something of himself back he hesitantly agreed to go to the after winter formal party. The party was filled with teenagers with red plastic cups, loud music, and her. Santana Lopez, in all her perfection, was dancing around the place, a fuzzy navel wine cooler in one hand, and Brittany's hand in the other. They swirled around the room, laughing, and sneaking kisses. MAIL MAN. MAIL MAN. Finn shifted himself against the wall, and looked away sipping at the cup in his hand. He bobbed his head out of beat with the music, and laughed at the guy standing beside him. He was sure there was blush forming on his cheeks. It was then fingers attached to his wrist quickly and he was yanked into the scene. He looked down at her, and took a quick breath. "Santana," he mumbled with a goofy grin pulling his lips to one side.
Santana laughed, and lifted their arms up, with her fingers attached to his, and spun herself around. She came right back around against his chest, and grinned up at him. "Finn," She whispered thick with seduction. Finn coughed nervously and pulled his hips back to disguise his growing problem. He put his hands on her arms and moved her back. Santana grinned up at him, "Finn, I know you want me." He stammered to speak, and idly licked his lips while thinking. Santana felt his grip on her arms become loose, so she snaked him around the wrist again and drug him upstairs.
Finn went willingly with her, like he wanted to say no anyways. She pulled him into a bedroom, and pushed him against the door after it closed. She draped her arm around his neck, and pulled his lips to hers; again he went willingly. Her lips tasted sweet like peaches, and it was driving him insane. He placed his hands on her hips, and pulled her flush against him. He never wanted to stop, but then he felt something in the pit of his stomach, and he pulled away. He looked away, and screwed his eyes shut. MAIL MAN MAIL MAN. Santana pouted, she wasn't used to this start/stop shit. Finn cursed himself under his breath; he had what he wanted and now he was going to look like an idiot because he couldn't perform.
Santana pulled his face back to her; he kept his eyes shut afraid that if he looked at her he would have exploded. She pushed her fingers up through his hair, and his eyes open. He took in a ragged breath, grabbed the back of her legs and picked her up. Her legs wrapped around him, as he walked towards the bed. He put her down on the bed and admired her, his hand covered himself. She propped up on her elbows, and titled her head to the side. "Come get me." She whispered. Something took over him; Santana Lopez took him from a boy to a man. And it was on. After it was over, Santana got up from the bed, and pushed her dress back down. She adjusted herself, and looked down at him, "I don't cuddle after. I'm going downstairs to find me some chips." And with that she was gone, and Finn was alone on the bed. He wiped his face, and sighed heavily. He stood and put his clothes on. He left the party that night with two things on his mind; sweet peach lips, and the way his name sounded being screamed with Spanish. He grinned proudly, got in his mom's car, and went home.