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There was something in her eyes, something Finn couldn't quite place but recognized the moment his girlfriend had let him in the door. They had locked gazes for a moment, long enough for him to see the difference, before Quinn was taking his hand and leading him up the stairs to her bedroom.
As she shut the door behind them, Finn sat at the foot of her bed and let his backpack slide off his shoulder. Unzipping the first pocket he pulled out his notebook and geometry text book.
From across the room Quinn shook her head. "Put the book down Finn" she said firmly.
"But aren't we gonna study for…" He was swiftly cut off as Quinn shot across the room at light speed, tackling his body as she silenced him with her lips. Pushing them both back onto the bed she straddled his hips, her cheerleading outfit riding dangerously up her thighs as she buried her hands in Finn's hair. Suddenly her tongue was in his mouth and the taste of minty winterfresh gum assaulted his taste buds.
Finn was so shocked by his girlfriend's actions all he could manage to do was kiss her back. He amused himself with the thought that, if someone were to barge in on them, it probably looked like Quinn was making out with a mannequin.
The funny thing was that his temporary shock didn't seem to deter Quinn in the least. Her hands were all over him, fingers leaving hot trails of passion in their wake as they explored the contours of his face and the grooves his muscles made against his skin. One of her hands continued past his abdomen all the way to the zipper of his jeans where it stopped. Finn gasped loudly, his eyes practically popping out of their sockets as he tried to wrap his head around just exactly what was happening.
Finally, breaking the kiss, Quinn looked down at him with hooded eyes and a mischievous smile. "I want you, Finn" she said, her voice low and sexy. "Please, let me make you feel good."
Suddenly he understood what the look in her eyes was. Lust. Pure, teenaged lust.
And so there he was, Finn Hudson with his cheerleader girlfriend, Quinn Fabray, the most popular girl in school. In her room. On her bed. With her straddling him. Hand on the zipper to his jeans. Practically begging him to have sex with her.
All of that and there was only one thought on his mind.
God I hate Rachel Berry.