So slightly different from my other fic and can i take this opportunity to thank everyone who reviewed 'Only on Facebook' :)
So this is going to be a few chapters long. I dont know how this will pan out in the long run, i have a few chapters already wrote up but would like to know what you guys think of this little part? It will consist of Finchel Fluff, Puck and Finn friendship and Quinn Rachel and Santana friendships but not too much, i cant deny my Finchel. I love the idea of Finn been a bit of a flirt with Rachel and basically chasing her for attention. If i had my own way it would happen all the time in Glee :D.
I'll shut up now so you guys can read. Reviews are appreciated and encouraged so please do. It will mean a lot.
Thanks in advance.
Jodie xoxo
...I Own Nothing. It's All Ryan Murphy BABY...
Pushing through the camera crew Rachel walked onto set, her robe hanging loosely from her shoulders as her over sized T hung from her body lazily underneath. She smiled as she walked past a few of her co-stars and made her way over to the huge bed that was made up with fresh white bedding. Turning to her left slightly she saw him sitting on the floor, legs stretched in front of him as he played mindlessly on his phone.
Sighing heavily she walked towards him. "Could you maybe just take into consideration what we are about to do?" She scowled.
Not bothering to look up, Finn smirked and replied with a mocking tone "It's not like it's a porno Rachel. Besides …" He shoved his phone into his pocket and jumped to his feet, staring her in the eyes "Even if it was, I've done it all before" He winked and walked the short distance to the bed and got into position.
Would it be ok If I just quit my job. Rachel thought. She had never been nervous about anything in her life and quite honestly hated the fact that Finn Hudson of all people made her feel this uncomfortable in the industry were she should feel the most at ease, but after 5 years of not seeing her ex and suddenly been pushed to do a raunchy scene with him on her TV Drama 'Eastwatch' was enough to put her on edge. It pissed her off that he was so cool about it and seemed to thrive off her nerves, taking time to mock her and make stupid little remarks that made her want to run for the exits even more. She was totally convinced he had some kind of ties with the directors too because despite her protests about this particular scene they were still for her getting half naked underneath her EX! Feeding her the same old crap like 'It's just acting Rachel. Your characters are going to be lovers and these scenes will continue so GET USED TO It' and 'If you cant separate your life with your characters then we will have to re-cast'.
Seriously. Did nobody understand? Taking into consideration that her job could be on the line and not wanting to let all her hard work go to the shitter after 3 years of working up such a loveable character she took a deep breath and walked over to were Finn was now laid.
In true Rachel Berry style she shrugged off her robe and threw her T-Shirt onto the nearby chair and strode confidently over before climbing onto the soft mattress. The director Alan stepped back while the camera crew moved into place. Rachel laid on the bed, not bothering to look Finn in the eye and inhaled a deep breath when 'Action' was shouted across the room.
She was so glad the crew were stood quite a distance away because her breathing was overly heavy and truth be told she wanted to nail this scene first time. She couldn't help but shudder under his light touches to her bare thigh as his fingers delicately danced along her smooth skin. She smiled gently not knowing she had when his lips grazed along her jaw line. She couldn't help but think that there was more truth to this then just acting, the way his hands moved to her hair, the way his tongue would caress her lips begging for the entrance that she wasn't going to grant was all too familiar. She sighed into the closed mouth kiss as his hand dipped below the covers, scripted that he was to lay his hand on her belly only, she didn't think she had to worry, that was until he kept going, moving his head to the ear farthest away from the crew he whispered so quietly "Just one take Rachel, you can move if you want to but we will have to start again."
She turned her head to the side, eyes bearing into his own "This could be classed as rape you know." She spat quietly.
"Don't be so dramatic baby. Besides, you could push me away and I will respect your wishes to not keep venturing." He smirked.
Half not wanting to break character and half wanting him to carry on (not that she would ever admit it) she arched her back as scripted, suddenly falling back against the smooth sheets in shock when his fingers ran over her cotton clad centre. Biting her lip to suppress a moan she felt the smirk etch across his face as he leant even closer to her ear, taking her lobe between his teeth "You were always terrible at keeping yourself under control Rach. .Soaking." Her eyes widened and relief struck her when 'Cut' echoed across the studio. Looking back at Finn one last time she jumped from the bed and reached for her T-shirt pulling it roughly over her head and running for the exit. This wasn't happening.