AN: I apologize wholeheartedly for the long wait. Hope it was worth it. Special thanks to alittlesammielambie for her beta-ing awesomeness.
I don't own Glee, etc.
Finn stood up from the couch so quickly it startled Rachel. Instinctively clinging to his shoulders, she tightened her legs around his waist as he walked across the living room, stepping over their discarded shirts. He started up the stairs, one hand supporting her butt, the other holding the bannister for balance. Halfway up the staircase he brought his lips to her neck, ghosting them over her pulse point and the skin below her ear.
"Mmm... Finn..." she purred in his ear, pleased when she felt a shiver course through his body at the sound of her voice.
Finally they reached his room, where an open window provided access to a cool breeze as well as the mid-evening twilight. When Finn set her down on the bed, she loosened her grip on his shoulders so they could crawl up towards the pillows, their eyes never breaking contact. The faint light from outside had cast a slight glow across Finn's face as he smoldered at her. Once they had moved to the appropriate position, he kissed her passionately, his tongue instantly probing her mouth as his soft lips pressed against her own. She responded eagerly, a hand sinking into the hair at the back of his head.
Although she enjoyed the sensation of Finn's much-larger form atop her own, he was resting his weight on his forearms; Rachel found herself missing the feel of his hands on her body. As if reading her mind, he snaked his arms around her and rolled them both over until he was on his back with her on top of him.
Rachel indulged in a delighted giggle at the relocation. She broke their heated liplock then began planting slow, deliberate kisses along his jaw and neck. Finn sighed, moving his hands slowly up and down her bare back. She smirked as she felt the bulge in his pants growing yet again. His caresses to her back grew lazier and broader, extending to include the sides of her breasts and the very top of her butt. On one of his passes down to her lower body he dipped his fingertips into the waist of her leggings, clearly testing the waters to see if she was ready for him to touch her there.
It was only a brief experiment, though, as his hands skimmed up her back yet again and around to her chest. He took a breast in each hand, eagerly kneading them while she continued to kiss his neck and collarbone area. She planted her hands on his firm chest, craning upward so that there was enough space between their torsos for him to maneuver. When his fingers pinched her nipples Rachel just had to kiss him again, doing so with such force and so swiftly that Finn gasped for air through his nose and moaned underneath her.
After lightly circling her nipples, his fingers slid down her stomach and around to her back, slipping into her pants once more. This time, he let his hands sink about halfway in. She could feel his breath hitch and his chest tighten when he realized that she was wearing a thong, and that his hands were directly touching her butt.
He paused their heated kissing long enough to breathe her name and mumble something unintelligible as his hands sank down the rest of the way and fondled her ass in earnest.
"Finn..." Rachel sighed, as she instinctively ground her hips down onto his, unable to control the movements of her buzzing body. She swirled her tongue around his and slid her hands up until her fingers were laced into his hair, leaning forward so that her naked chest pressed directly against his. Meanwhile, his hands eagerly groped her ass, fingers massaging slow circles into both of her small, round cheeks.
The feeling of warmth building between her legs seemed to spread everywhere at once. Somewhere in the haze she realized that Finn's gradual touches weren't just his way of seeking permission to go farther. He was very purposefully working her into this frenzy.
And she liked it.
Unable to wait any longer she released her hold on his hair and gripped the top of her leggings, pushing them down along with her small scrap of underwear. Finn broke their kiss then moved his lips to her neck as he helped her peel the stretchy pants down her toned legs. Once they were completely off he kissed her hotly, her hands cupping the sides of his face while she got used to the idea that she was completely naked on top of him. Obviously that had been the plan - not to mention a desire she'd harbored for a long time – but now that it was actually happening, she felt unsure of how exactly to proceed.
Luckily, she didn't really have to do anything. Finn gently rolled them so they were on their sides, still facing one another. One of his hands rubbed her left breast as the other skimmed down from her right shoulder along her side and eventually teased the tops of her smooth thighs. Then he eased her onto her back, his chest resting atop her own while his waist and legs remained beside her. After a few slow and deliberate kisses he pulled back, eyes gleaming as he surveyed the sight of her naked form. He flashed his usual lopsided smile, tinged with a healthy dose of awe and arousal.
Rachel's instinct was to be nervous, but Finn's obvious approval of her body made her feel more alluring than embarrassed. She managed a smile that she hoped was seductive.
Finn swallowed, clearly nervous himself. "Rach..." He reached up and touched a few strands of hair around her face, eyes wide as they stared into her own.
Rachel sometimes wondered if she was supposed to be with someone more verbose and articulate than Finn. But in that moment on his bed, his kind gesture and expression meant more than any words ever could.
They gazed at one another until Finn shifted somewhat awkwardly, the hardness between his legs pressing against her left thigh. Rachel nearly gasped at how big the bulge had gotten since they'd been upstairs. Indulging herself in some internal gloating for producing that reaction, she grinned mischievously and trailed a hand down his stomach.
"N-no," Finn stammered, gently holding her wrist and stopping its advance to his belt. "You first," he added with a nervous smile, laying her arm beside her on the bed.
Before Rachel could react he kissed her again, tongue swirling firmly around her own as his fingertips teased her breasts. When he pulled his lips away they settled immediately at her collarbone. One of his hands slid torturously slowly down her stomach, tracing random patterns as it approached the small patch of dark hair down below. She watched intently, the anticipation physically building inside her.
Much to her dismay, Finn's hand avoided her center and slipped to the inside of her left thigh instead.
"Finn... please..." she whined, too preoccupied to care what she sounded like.
"Please what?" he asked in a whisper, the dim glow from outside partially illuminating the top of his left arm and shoulder as his fingers caressed the area just below her mound.
"Please... touch me..." she managed to squeak, surprising herself with the utter desperation in her voice.
Finn groaned and licked his lips, shifting up on the bed. He slipped his right arm underneath Rachel's shoulders to cradle her body as his left hand continued teasing her, just south of where she wanted it to be.
Finally, his fingers brushed along her slit, and she emitted a satisfied moan as they played amidst the moisture that had gathered there. His touch was deliberate but delicate, as though he was eager and curious but also afraid of moving too fast or hurting her.
"Ohhh..." she breathed in response to the ever-growing heat spurred on by this teasing. Aching for more, she involuntarily arched up into his hand.
Her reaction apparently encouraged him to embellish his ministrations, as he applied some pressure on either side of her sensitive nub. Her eyes fell closed and she moaned quietly as his fingers continued their movements, while his mouth applied soft kisses to the side of her neck.
Rachel lost herself in the delicious sensations that seemed to be continually building up to something even more intense. She had (obviously) done some research about the technical aspects of intimate activities when it seemed like she and Finn were heading towards participating in them. But she was wholly unprepared for how it would all feel, both physically and emotionally. Her heart swelled at the love evident in the delicate manner with which Finn was touching her... and the placeshe was touching her likely accounted for her racing pulse, and the feeling that she might actually explode at any moment.
Then, the movements stopped and his hand moved away slightly. She was about to open her eyes out of curiosity and concern when they flew open on their own, a long finger having slid into her opening without warning.
"Ohhh, Finn!" she nearly shouted, gripping his shoulder to steady herself as her hips involuntarily thrust upward again. He nuzzled her neck and then slowly - tooslowly - began sliding the finger in and out of her slick channel.
She fought the urge to close her eyes again, choosing instead to observe her boyfriend's face. Their activities thus far had left his hair mussed and his cheeks a little flushed. He bit his lip, a look of determination in his eyes as he gazed intently at his finger pumping in and out of her.
She had never been more attracted to him.
Rachel felt a slow pulsing down there and she wasn't sure what was supposed to occur next or how to make it happen, but amidst her labored breathing she said the only thing that came to mind.
"Faster... please..."
A reserved grin spread across Finn's face and he diligently complied with her request. He also shifted his hand so that his thumb was aligned with the nearby bundle of nerves, pressing into it after ever few thrusts of his finger. The throbbing in her loins increased in both speed and intensity, and the rest of her body went completely rigid. She gripped Finn's shoulder again her eyes closed as she lost herself in the intensity of the moment.
A surge of electricity spread from her center through her entire body. She abandoned all remnants of self-consciousness and gave in to the ecstasy, allowing her hips to rise off the bed and the guttural moans to escape her throat as the wave overtook her.
Finn slowed the movements of his hand as the surger gradually receded and her breathing slowed. Eventually he stilled his hand and removed it from her mound, and Rachel opened her eyes to let the rest of the world back in. She assumed that the sight greeting her would be a proud-looking Finn, and was surprised at the bewildered expression on his face.
"Was that okay?" he asked quietly, resting his chin on her chest and flashing his puppy-dog eyes, his arms wrapped around her naked body.
"I think it was more than okay," she giggled, feeling at once like an innocent schoolgirl and a mature, sultry vixen. "You couldn't tell?"
"Just wanted to make sure," he mumbled, shifting so that he was lying next to her with the side of his face nuzzled on her breast.
Rachel took a moment to collect her thoughts before she started to wonder how she could possibly return the favor properly.
AN2: Chapter 3 is already in progress.