Title: I Really Wish You Hadn't Said That (part two of what seems like it will be three – although it was originally be two so who knows?)
Rating: PG, though next part will be NC17 (I said this last time, but this time its true - probably)
Spoilers: Set during 'Bad Reputation', so potential spoilers for anything up to and including that point.
Author's Notes: I should probably just have waited and put this and the first part as one, but I suck at patience. This part also not BETA'd, all mistakes still the fault of Stone Masons.
Warning: This chapter is perfectly safe, but the next one will involve kinkness and spanking(I also said this last time, but this time its true – also probably)

I Really Wish You Hadn't Said That

Part 2

"Hey Mr. Shue."

That goofy smile of his so so damn cute. Slightly nervous, but still damn cute. You know, thinking about it, Finn does seem to smile at you a lot... maybe – no, no, no(!) No trying to justify this... But still – no! For God sake Will get a grip. You've been staring at him for far too long. Say something. Say anything. Just – start – talking.

"Ahem, hey Finn. Take a seat for me."

There you go. Great. Now just focus, think about why he's here, act professional. You have to deal with this stupid Glist or the whole group is in trouble. Focus. You're a teacher. You're his teacher.

"I think you know why you're here Finn."

Because I would like to do things to you that would get me fired. No, no, no. Stop it Will. Focus.

"Yeah, this is about the Glist, right?"

No, it's about getting you naked. No, no it's not. Now focus.

"That's right, it's about the Glist... Look, I don't like doing this any more than you do, but if I don't find out who made that Glist, and stop another one from being published, the whole Glee club's going to go down. And I can't let that happen."

At a boy! Now just keep going. Keep going, and don't think about what nice lips he has.

"Look, I know I've been kind of angry lately, and sometimes I kick over chairs and stuff – but I didn't do it!"

"All the pieces fit Finn. You have a very big axe to grind with several people on that Glist."

Wonder what else he has that's very big...

"Quinn broke your heart, Puck betrayed your friendship, you're dealing with Kurt's dad dating your mom."

"Yeah, I know - but it really wasn't me Mr Shue. I swear."

"OK Finn, so if it wasn't you – who was it?"

"I don't know! Honest."

He really does look sexy when he's flustered. Damn it, no(!) You're almost done, just get through this.

"Seriously Mr. Schue, whoever made that list is not gonna come forward. We might as well just bend over and take whatevers coming."

… wha... ummmm... Jesus... Come on brain – keep working... When did it get so hot in here?

"I'm sorry Finn, what was that?"

OK, well done, you didn't groan – real words came out. It's fine. Just move slowly behind your desk so he can't see how turned on you are. Damn! He looked at your crotch – ignore it, maybe he'll think it was just the way your pants were sitting. Just sit down.

"I said, whoever made that list is not gonna come forward. We might as well just bend over and take whatevers coming."

Oh god, he really needs to stop saying that... How could you get him to say it again? No, no that would be bad. Just for the love of god don't say anything about fucking him. Just ignore the image of bending him over and – no, no, no. We've covered this – don't go there. Say something else. Anything else. Just not about fucking him.

"Bend over and take it? Almost sounds like you're suggesting I put you over the desk and give you a spanking."

Well that was so, so, much better. Maybe you didn't really say it – maybe you just thought it... No, no by the look on his face you actually just said that. Great work, just great.

"Er, what? Uh, no... I just meant... you know... that – wait! Can teachers even hit kids any more?"

He's so fucking cute when he's nervous – just look at him blushing. No, no, no – stop looking at him blushing. Stop smirking and tell him it was a joke. You can still come back from this.

"Well spanking isn't really the same thing as hitting Finn."

What? Why did you just say that? Really not helping. Get a grip Will. Stop making it worse. And really, stop smirking at him like that.

"Um, I guess?"

OK Will, you've freaked the boy out. Good job. Still time to pass it off as a joke.

"So, you have anything new to tell me about the glist Finn? Or am I going to have to punish you? I think you were right about bending over and taking it."

Maybe its a brain tumour. There has to be reason when your mouth stops paying any attention to your brain. A reason other him being sexy as hell and you not having had sex for months – not since before Terri started faking the pregnancy... Which of course makes this all perfectly OK doesn't it? I'm sorry your Honour, but was really, really, horny when I made advances on the boy. Who could have a problem with that?

God, please let it be a brain tumour.

"Look Mr. Shue – I really don't know anything."

"So where does that leave us Finn? You have nothing new to tell me... but am I going to spank you or not?"

Well that did it. You're screwed, hopelessly screwed. You sounded way to serious, no way to say it was a joke now. Christ Will(!) What the fuck are you doing? What do you think is going to happen here? You're going to get fired – that's what's going to happen.

Wait... why isn't Finn talking? Why is he just looking at you like that? Is he... is he smiling? OK. Now you know its a brain tumour.