A/N: Thank you to everyone who read and reviewed A Welcome Distraction and/or added me to their favorite authors. I didn't think it was going to get the response it did and I am so happy that you all enjoyed it. Because everyone loved it so much I decided to write another story. That and apparently I just really enjoy writing Finchel smut, who knew.
This story is for my cult girls Stacy, Kimmie, Lauren, Heather and Angie. Your support and friendship means the world to me. Thanks for encouraging me to embrace my dark side..lol. This story is also for Melisa who made me her Finchel smut pusher and claimed I would be responsible for her smut withdrawal symptoms if I didn't write another story. I love all of you.
Thank you to Angie the apron idea!
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
"Rach?" Finn hollered questioningly, letting himself into her house through the front door.
"I'm in the kitchen," came her singsong reply.
The Glee club was having a bake sale the next day to raise funds for their trip to Nationals in May. This year they were going to Los Angeles and the Glee kids were almost as excited as they'd been for New York last year. Rachel had asked Finn to come over and help her make three dozen chocolate cupcakes for tomorrow. She had promised him she would make him a loaf of banana bread if he helped her. Finn couldn't resist Rachel's banana bread although really he didn't need an excuse to spend time with his girlfriend. He'd wasted too much time without her the year before and he wanted to make up for it.
Finn closed the front door behind him and kicked off his sneakers. Heading towards the kitchen he could hear Rachel humming the song he had wrote for her at Nationals last year and his heart swelled. A smile crept across Finn's face as he remembered the kiss they had shared on stage after the song had ended. Walking into the brightly lit kitchen Finn stopped short, the smile on his face fading to a look of shock as he took in the scene before him. There were pots and pans and bowls strewn from end of the kitchen to the other. It looked like a flour bomb had gone off and there was chocolate batter everywhere. In the middle of the chaos was his girlfriend, moving around like a chicken with its head cut off, chocolate batter on her face and in her hair, and a pout of frustration pursing her lips.
"Thank God you are here Finn," Rachel exclaimed, using the back of her hand to brush her bangs out of her face, "nothing is going right for me tonight." She stamped her foot down with a cute little huff.
"What happened in here?" He questioned, gesturing to the mess with a sweep of his arm. "It looks like a bomb went off and…Jesus Rach, what happened to your clothes?" Finn had been so busy surveying the disaster zone that was the Berry's kitchen that it took a few seconds for it to register that his girlfriend was standing at the counter in nothing but her bra and panties with a bright pink apron over top bearing the words "Kitchen Diva." The writing on the apron was almost unreadable due to the large amounts of chocolate batter all over it.
"I told you that nothing's going right for me tonight!" she said, stamping her foot again. "I tried to mix the second batch of cupcake batter in the blender to make it smoother but the lid came flying off and sprayed chocolate all over me. Rather than ruin more of my clothes I figured it would be easier to just wear the apron." Rachel gave Finn an exasperated look, picking the recipe card up off the counter and bringing it up to her face to read.
In one swift motion, Finn crossed the length of the kitchen to where Rachel was standing. Pulling her into his arms he crushed his lips down onto hers with an intense urgency. Caught off guard, Rachel let out a small squeak, before relaxing into Finn's embrace and momentarily reciprocating the kiss. Quickly coming to her senses though, she broke away, gently pushing Finn away from her. "What are you doing Finn?" She squeaked. "We need to focus. The rest of these cupcakes aren't going to bake on their own and if they don't get baked then we won't have enough to sell at the bake sale tomorrow and we won't be able to make enough money to go to Nationals!"
"The cupcakes can wait." Finn stated, cupping his hand on Rachel's cheek. "I come in here to find you practically naked and you expect me to be able to think about anything else? Sorry babe, but you wouldn't believe the thoughts that are running through my head right now. I mean look at the situation. We have the house to ourselves, your Dad's won't be home until late, and you're standing in front of me, covered in chocolate, wearing an apron and not much else. And to top it off," he exclaimed, "the cupcakes you made look like boobs!" He gestured to the cupcakes sitting on the counter covered in pink icing with black jellybeans in the middle like a candy nipple. Seriously Rach, this is how pornos start!"
"Finn Hudson, don't be so vulgar!" Rachel said, smacking him on the arm. "I'm serious about the cupcakes. You need to clear your head of whatever dirty little thoughts you have in there and focus. Now are you going to help me or not?" Rachel twisted out from Finn's arms and started walking towards the oven. Before she was even able to take three steps, Finn had grabbed her around the waist and swung her up and over his shoulder. "What are you doing?" Rachel shrieked. "I demand that you put me down right now! We need to finish the cupcakes!"
"Screw the cupcakes!" Finn growled before swinging Rachel off his shoulder and setting her down on the countertop, settling himself between her legs. Before she had a chance to protest he snaked his hands through her hair, pulling her mouth to his and crashing his lips down onto hers. He groaned into her mouth as she returned the kiss, opening her mouth to allow his tongue to slide in. She tasted like chocolate and he knew she'd been sampling her own baking before he got there. Their tongues dancing together in sweet harmony, Finn ran his hand up and down Rachel's back, sliding his fingers underneath her bra. With one deft movement he undid the clasp. Bringing his hand around to the front he slid it inside her apron and palmed her breast gently, flicking his thumb across her nipple a few times, feeling it harden instantly. Pulling his lips from hers, he nudged her face to the side, placing feather-light kisses behind her ear.
Rachel let out a soft groan, thoughts of cupcakes long gone from her mind as soon as she felt Finn's hands on her breasts. She arched her back in pleasure, instinctively pressing her hips against his and wrapping her legs around his waist, feeling his growing erection through his jeans. Rachel grabbed the strap of her bra and slid it off her arm before Finn did the same thing with the other strap. Dangling it from one finger, he let it fall to the floor before resting his hands on her hips, grazing the waistband of her panties. Curling her fingers around the hem of his polo shirt, she pulled it up and over his head, breaking the contact between his mouth and her neck for a moment. Running her hands across his chest, she reached up to untie the apron string around her neck, wanting to feel her bare skin against his. The front of the apron fell down around her waist and she moaned at the pleasure of skin on skin contact. Rachel pushed her breasts into his chest, relishing in the feeling of his skin rubbing against her nipples.
Finn let out a guttural moan of pleasure at the sensation and pulled Rachel's hips tighter against his own. He brought his lips back down onto hers again, kissing her hungrily, his tongue battling hers for dominance within the warm heat of her mouth. Curling his fingers around the waistband of her underwear, he gave them a tug. Rachel lifted her hips slightly, allowing him to pull them the rest of the way off. Rachel let out a small squeak at the feeling of the cold countertop beneath her. Reaching a hand underneath the bottom of the apron, Finn found his girlfriend already soaking wet with pleasure. He began rubbing her clit in circular motions with his thumb, breaking their kiss so he could watch her face as he touched her.
Rachel mewled with satisfaction at the feeling of Finn's hands on her bundle of nerves. She could feel that familiar feeling rising inside of her, emanating from within and threatening to spill out through the rest of her body like a relentless fire that never stopped burning. She opened her eyes to see Finn watching her as he played with her clit, the look on his face a mixture of adoration, amusement and desire. She leaned in, kissing him softly on the lips while reaching her hands down to undo the button on his jeans. "I love you." She breathed, successfully undoing the button and sliding down his zipper. She pushed his pant legs down as far as her hand would reach, bending her legs to get them down the rest of the way where they pooled at his feet. "I love you too babe." He said, kicking off his jeans, sending them sailing across the kitchen floor.
Finn brought his mouth down onto Rachel's collarbone, dropping soft kisses all over it. He jerked momentarily, feeling Rachel's hand slide inside his boxer briefs and close around him, giving him a soft squeeze. "I want you inside of me Finn" she whispered. He moaned into her neck, taking pleasure in the feel of her soft little hand around his swollen erection. Reaching down, he pushed on the waistband of his boxer briefs, allowing Rachel to free him from the constraints of the cotton barrier. "Let me." He said, pushing her hand away so he could wrap his hand around himself. Wrapping his free arm around her waist, he gave himself a few tentative strokes before settling himself at her entrance and slowly easing himself in. She was soaking wet and he had to bite his lip to keep from screaming at the feel of her walls wrapping around him as he slowly thrust himself inside of her.
Rachel cried out as Finn thrust himself deep inside of her, deriving pleasure from the feeling of him filling her up inside. His movements became quicker and she could feel her orgasm starting to build. She wrapped her legs tighter around his waist and crossed her ankles, pulling him in even deeper, wanting to feel every inch of him inside her. She ground her hips in a circular motion against Finn, enjoying the different sensations that offered. With one long breathy moan, Rachel's orgasm spilled out, the sensations exploding from within and causing every muscle in her body to shudder uncontrollably. Her walls fluttered wildly around Finn, clamping him in an almost vice-like hold with every spasm. "Oh God Finn!" she moaned, the sound escaping her lips almost as a whisper.
Hearing Rachel say his name like that was all Finn needed to send him over the edge. He thrust into her deeply, feeling his own sweet release wash over him and almost causing his knees to buckle. He sped up his movements, a guttural moan escaping his lips as the orgasm rocked his body. He thrust into Rachel a few more times before collapsing against her, all of his energy spent, and held her tight as their bodies heaved together from the exertion of their activities. After a minute or two, Finn raised his head, placing a kiss on Rachel's lips, before slowly pulling himself out of her. Finn pulled up the waistband of his underwear and then lifted Rachel down off the countertop; kissing the top of her head before walking over and picking his clothes up off the floor where they had landed and starting to put them back on.
With the feeling still returning to her legs, Rachel put her arms around her back, untying the last of the strings holding her apron in place. She was pretty sure she had chocolate sauce and flour in places they should never be and she wanted to jump in the shower and clean herself off as soon as possible. "I'm jumping in the shower to wash off." She said, turning and heading towards the bathroom. "You can join me if you like." She tossed a glance over her shoulder and let out a giggle at the sight of her boyfriend trying frantically to pull his pants back off.
Giving his socks and underwear a toss, Finn jogged across the kitchen, catching up with Rachel as she was starting up the stairs to the bathroom. Grabbing her hand he pulled it to his mouth for a kiss. "Promise me you'll wear that apron to the bake sale tomorrow Rach." He smirked, dropping her hand and giving her a light tap on the ass. "We'll see." She giggled, grabbing his hand and pulling him into the bathroom with her, shutting the door behind them.
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