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Finn's POV
The feel of Rachel's breath hot on my neck, quick and shallow from exertion. Her long beautiful legs wrapped around my waist. My hands touching her thighs, higher and higher. My heart is pounding as I watch her move up and down, up and down. She's smiles, a glorious, triumphant smile. I'm concentrating hard on the task at hand, she's on her hands and knees now, arm outstretched above her stroking my chest and stomach, my hands on her shoulders, her soft, soft neck.
Concentrate.
"Finn!"
"Huh, what?" I awake from my daze. It's Quinn, she's mad at me because I'm not listening to her. Ok, I know what you're thinking; I am such a perv, right? Well I apologise, but Rachel's hot, and she's so talented, and clever and beautiful and she looks at me like she's looking right... in to me. It's weird but I know I kinda like it. But she's messing with my head, not intentionally but I can't stop thinking about that dance we did for the assembly. "Push it" constantly rolls around my head. I can see her crawling towards me, I can feel her gyrating and thrusting... her head moving nearer and nearer to my...
"God you're still not listening to me!" Quinn is really mad now.
"No, I am, I am," I flash a cute smile and hope that will keep her off my back.
"Shut up Finn, I know that goofy look you keep doing. And you forget about it, after celibacy club this week, no way."
I really wish she hadn't mentioned that.
Mail man. Mail man!
"God Finn, you're an animal."
I'm having real trouble by the end of the day. I know that I'm supposed to be practising with Rachel after school but every time I look at her I have this insatiable urge to touch her, not like that, well not just like that. I just want to hold her or kiss her. When she walks by and I smell her perfume it's all I can do to stop myself following her down the corridor. I know Quinn's noticed too. I wonder if she knows it's not her that I was thinking about earlier. Oh god I feel so guilty, this is so not me. I've never looked at another girl the whole time I've been with Quinn. Ok it's only been 4 months but it's always been her ass or her boobs I picture, now it's Rachel and the feel of her hands on me and my... God, I'm a perv. I hate myself.
How did I let it get this far? When I asked for a break this is so not what I was thinking. When she asked me if I wanted some of the picnic I should have said, "No. Let's go get a burger; some where public, with witnesses." But I didn't and now she's looking all sexy and awkward. I think I hurt her feelings when I said I checked under the bed to see if she was there. That was stupid. I see a glint of Cosmo on her lip; my hand flies out completely on its own and wipes it away. Touching her skin is like a fire has been set off inside me, she's so soft. I drop my hand before I do something really dumb, like stroke her cheek, yeah that would be awesome... I could?
"You know, you can kiss me if you want," wait, what did she say?
Oh God, "I want to". She's waiting for me. It's like a magnet, I move in closer and our bodies lock together. We lie down on the blanket, Rachel's beneath me and it feels amazing, I touch her face, her neck, her waist. I kiss her, and it feels right, the more I kiss her the more I want to kiss her. Images fly around my head.
The feel of Rachel's breath hot on my neck, quick and shallow from exertion. Her long beautiful legs wrapped around my waist.
My hands touching her thighs, higher and higher. My heart is pounding as I watch her move up and down, up and down.
On her hands and knees, one arm outstretched above her stroking my chest and stomach, my hands on her shoulders, her soft, soft neck.
Oh, god. Not again. Mail man.
"I'm sorry, Rachel, I... I can't. I really have to go." I ran out of there as quick as possible. What is this pull she has over me? I know it's not just the fact that my fantasies about her are way more graphic than I've ever had about Quinn. But that's just because Quinn's bargaining tool is letting me touch her boob over her shirt! I wonder what Rachel's feel like.
This is just ridiculous; I gotta get out of here.
The next day I was so nervous, I had no idea how Rachel was going to react. Will she say something to me? I don't want her to think that what happened means nothing to me, because I think I like her. She's hot, sure. I'm attracted to her, hell yeah. But, I think, it might be a little more than that.
However my worries were completely futile. The first time I saw her was in glee club a few days later, she had definitely been avoiding me. Rachel walked into practise carrying a huge batch of cookies with "I'm sorry" inscribed on them. They were for Mr Schuster, a couple of weeks earlier Rachel had spoken out about his choreography and now he hardly ever turned up to rehearsals and started focussing more on his own group, the Acafellas. It was pissing us all off, but I understood.
"Well of course he doesn't want anything to do with us, not after you kicked him in the nads!" I surprised myself by saying this. I didn't want to fight with her, but she was sulking about Mr Schue and had to be told. It wouldn't have been my first choice of things to say to her after what happened but I could hardly say something in front of the club anyway.
Rachel was mad. And everyone had started ganging up against me about getting some other guy in to help with the choreography. It was insane! I made a decision that I wasn't going to stand for this, and I had a feeling there was a bit more to what Rachel was saying than she was letting on. Santana pipes in and suggests voting on it. Of course I'm out voted. But I know what I have to do. I'm going to appeal to Rachel when we're alone. I want to talk about ...us, anyway; we have to know what's going on between us. I just wish I had something to contribute, I'm so confused.
After practise I followed her out into the corridor. Familiar feelings of longing started to creep back, but the most pressing matter was glee club. I never thought I'd say that.
"Hey wait up!"
Rachel's POV
I heard Finn's voice behind me, coming after me. "You can't do that to Mr Schuster" he called. This made me mad, I wasn't doing this to anyone, I was doing it for us!
"What, make him a hero!?" I demanded. "You heard Santana, it's all about winning." This sounded so much better in my head. I did really want to win, but that wasn't why people joined glee club, and Finn knew straight away I was lying.
"Since when!? Wait; is this one of those chick things where you pretend to be pissed about something when really it's about something else?" Finn stood directly in front of me, blocking my way further down the corridor. I couldn't believe the nerve of him. Sauntering around with his cliché bimbo blonde girlfriend. I hated him. But as he breathed heavily from chasing me, his chest pumped and I could see the definition of muscles beneath the flimsy material of his shirt. I love him.
Breaking myself out of the momentary gaze I looked him straight in the eye, "I have no idea what you're talking about".
"Well for a while there you were all over me. And now you just seem to yell at me, it kind makes me think you're angry about what happened in the auditorium." In Finn's defence he did look thoroughly shame faced; his cute little pout was obvious as he looked at the floor, hands in his pockets. He looked like a little boy. My instincts screamed to hug him, tell him everything's fine, kiss him...
"I'm fine...I've moved on." Well I never fancied myself as a liar, but there we were. As soon as the words slipped out he shot me a look so sincere it nearly knocked me flat. Shock, confusion... and what, regret?
Finn's POV
What? She's moved on, that's what she said right, I heard that right, she's moved on? We kissed last week and she's moved on, so quickly? What the hell is that all about!? Well I haven't moved on. I've, well every night since I've... well let's just say I've been thinking a lot about that mail man lately.
"Rach?"
"What?"
"I haven't moved on." Rachel just stood there, for so long I swear it was like five whole minutes, but she just stood there, working out if I was serious, what I meant by that, I dunno. But it was five whole minutes of her looking at me with those beautiful brown eyes, her sweater hugging her body, her lips plump and inviting.
Rachel took a step forward and I became very aware that the bell had already rang and there was no one around. I stepped towards her. She craned her neck up to look at me, the movement arching her back a little; her breasts were no frustratingly close to my chest. She opened her mouth to say something but I couldn't let this moment go to waste. I leant down and wrapped my arms around her kissing her straight on the mouth. There was a second or two where I thought that this was a bad idea but then I felt her body relax into mine and she kissed my back. When I felt her tongue caress my lip my body responded on its own. We were up against the lockers, her hands grabbing at my shirt and tugging my hair. I'd never felt this way before, I needed her. I lifted her up and she quickly wrapped her legs around my waist without any hesitation. We were locked in a passionate kiss, tongues wrestling with each other. My hands willingly explored the contours of her perfect form.
Rachel broke the kiss and moved to my neck, nibbling it gently, kissing it, tracing perfect lines with her tongue across my skin.
"Ugh..." I could hardly breathe let alone speak. Swallowing hard, I tried again, "R-Rach-"
"Ahuh," she said not breaking away. The muffled sound of her voice did things to me. I pushed harder against the lockers, Rachel responded perfectly, thrusting back into me in return.
Ooh cliff hanger. Sort of. I have an idea where to go from here, but I'd like your thoughts. So please review! I love to know what you're all thinking. And what you thought of this chapter. I wasn't sure about going back and doing it from Finn's POV, but i think there's something really sexy about being in our male leads head =p
Thank you for all the support so far. You guys are fantastic. I also really appreciate inspirational Fanfics. So if you're working on one or if you've found a really good Finchel one then please let me know as I think we can all appreciate the distinct lack of them out there!
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Much Love, JJ x
