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"Ah, Finn!"

"Sorry Rach, it's tight in here, and I'm not exactly small."

"Finn, this closet is not that tiny, move your knee before you damage my appendix." It was so dark in the cramped closet I didn't even know that was her my knee was touching, it could have been a squishy cushion or something. I twisted my body a little, sitting down slightly propping my feet up and effectively becoming Rachel's seat.

"Rachel, what are we doing?"

"We're playing seven minutes in heaven Finny. Kiss me."

My traitor muscles locked up and familiar soft lips landed on mine in the darkness. I wanted to fight it, I really did, but I just missed this so much. My hands came up to cradle her face, stroking the soft skin of her cheek. I could feel her smile against my mouth, apparently as happy as I was to have this intimate contact again. Her little fingers knotted themselves in my hair pulling me closer to her mouth, my tongue begging for entrance to hers. It was granted instantly and I couldn't believe my luck, how could I possibly be this lucky? Oh, right, because Rachel is drunk.

"Rachel, Rachel stop. We shouldn't be doing this, you're drunk." As much as it physically hurt, like physically, if you know what I mean; I had to pull back from her. This just wasn't right.

"Finny, I'm not drunk!" She swung a small fist at my shoulder missing and instead hitting the wall beside me. "I'll admit that looked bad, but I blame that on the darkness."

I felt her weight lift off of me and a few seconds later a dim overhead bulb came on. My eyes adjusted to the light while Rachel slowly took her place back on my lap.

"Finn, I know what I'm doing. I want this."

"But-"

"Before you start, I know that we aren't together, and it kills me every day. But I still love you Finn, and I know that you love me too. Tonight is about having fun that was the whole point of this party, to let go and have a good time. That's what I want to do, and I want to do it with you, only you. So let's put all the baggage behind us and just have fun, together. Okay?" The sincerity shined so bright in her eyes, I knew that she loved me and I love her every bit as much. She's right, there's no way I was letting this moment pass me by.

"Are you sure?"

"I'm absolutely sure Finn" she grinned up at me replacing her hands in my hair and sliding even closer, "Now I think we only have about five minutes left so…"

I didn't give her the chance to finish as I reattached our mouths. The dance started again, tongues fighting for dominance, hands tugging hair, and trying to get as close to one another as possible. This was the best experience of my life, and I'm pretty sure that Rachel could feel how happy I was. She tore her mouth from mine drawing her lips down my jaw to my neck before whispering in my ear "Touch me Finn."

I completely froze. Was she serious? She never even let me get farther than feeling her boob over the shirt while we were actually dating but now she wants me to touch her?

"What?"

"Please Finn, I think I'm ready." It's amazing how much emotion Rachel shows just through her eyes. She looked so shy, nervous, but at the same time trusting and determined, but most importantly, loving. The love shone through her eyes focused solely on me and I knew that I would give her whatever she wanted.

"How Rach?"

That beautiful blush returned to her cheeks, and my heart swelled even more for the tiny beauty seated in my arms.

"Well, like I said before I'm not exactly sure how to go about it, I was hoping you could, um, help."

"Okay."

Rachel wiggled around on my lap before standing up and I realized she was taking off her underwear. This was actually happening. How was I going to do this? I've never gotten this far before, Santana was pretty much off and on, there was no build up of any kind. But there it was as she repositioned herself on me, scooting back somewhat to give me room; that look of adoration, like I had hung the moon. I could do this, I had to do this.

The kiss started slowly this time, gentle; trying to express all the love I felt for my favorite little diva through that kiss. Her body relaxed as the kiss progressed, and my hand found its way under the mint green lace of her skirt. Her skin was so soft, so smooth. Then I hit the Holy Grail.

I could feel the heat coming from her most intimate place, and my heart pounded even harder in my chest. I stroked the slick opening, and her breath hitched. That must have been a good thing, judging by the way she tugged my hair, so I decided to keep going.

I know that girls are supposed to get wet down there when they get worked up, and Rachel was kinda drenching my hand so I must have been doing something right. Finn Hudson is the man.

Carefully I slid my finger into Rachel, and she gasped into my ear clutching my shoulders even tighter, like, I'm definitely going to have bruises there tomorrow.

"Are you okay, did I hurt you?"

"No, no I just, I wasn't expecting it. Keep going."

She didn't have to tell me twice. I kept my eyes glued to her face as I moved my finger in her, twisting and curling it just to watch how the movement affected her. Low moans, and breathy gasps were the music in my ears as I watched Rachel's face twist in pleasure. She is the single most beautiful woman I have ever seen, I'll never be able to look at another woman after this. She is perfect.

It's a miracle that I haven't creamed myself yet, this is the most incredible thing that's ever happened to me. I had no idea that a woman could feel so good, that this could feel so right. I never wanted to lose this feeling.

Not long after I took a chance adding a second finger, Rachel started to shake on my lap. The moans got louder, the nails in my shoulders dug deeper, the walls around my fingers fluttered like crazy, and my boxers got a whole lot wetter. Holy crap.

The small girl fell forward on my chest, nuzzling her face into my neck while I stroked her back tenderly.

"Oh my God Finn…that was…Amazing".

"Yeah, it was."

She pulled back, looking down at my lap and sending me a questioning look, "did you…"

Well this is embarrassing. "Um, yeah."

"Really?" she bounced forward throwing her arms around me and cradling me close to her body. That was unexpected. "I knew you would enjoy it Finn, I didn't exactly know quite that much, but still. You have no idea how much this means to me, thank you."

"Anytime Rach, seriously. Anytime…." The suggestion hung in the air as she pulled back to look at me.

"Do you really mean that Finn?" She was so vulnerable, like I could crush her whole world with one word. And that's when I knew, she really honestly did love me, only me.

"I really do Rachel." Lifting her off my lap to stand, I took her dainty hand in mine and kissed the back. "I think we have a lot to talk about, but for now let's get back out there to your party. I'm sure your fans are waiting." Her dazzling smile was enough to remind me of why she was my favorite star, and always would be.

The End! Hope you enjoyed my first attempt at FanFiction!

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