Okay, just because you all gave me such good comments, I am writing another chapter. But, I have to warn you now… I don't write huge, graphic smut. Sure, my writing is provocative and kinda racy, but it doesn't go any farther than that. But, if you liked what I wrote on the previous chapter, you're in the right place.
Oh, and by the way. I'm gonna turn it into a bunch of Finchel one shots, just all compacted into one story. So, every chapter will have a different storyline. Each individual could be kinda sexual, just sweet and fluffy, arguments, or all of them mixed into one (some may reference back to other storylines)! –.Mayfield (Katelyn) ily, all! (Read and Review) :))
Finn knocked on Rachel's front door, waiting patiently for someone to answer. Her father came to the door. Even after months of dating Rachel, he still couldn't quite remember her father's names. But, he knew this was the Caucasian (Rachel taught him that word) one, obviously her biological father.
"Hello, Finn. How are you?" The man shook his hand enthusiastically. He had always like Finn a bit more than his counterpart did.
"I'm alright, Mr. Berry. How 'bout you?" Finn said, then like a polite gentleman, handed him the plate of cookies his mother had sent over. "My mom cooked these for dinner."
"Thank you, Mr. Hudson." The other Mr. Berry (the black one) came over and spoke in his gruff voice. He took the plate from him and went to place them on the dining room table.
"Now, Leroy, be nice." The man still standing with Finn by the door said to his partner. Note to self: Black equals Leroy. White equals Hiram. Finn made a mental note of their names, and then shut the front door behind him.
"Rachel is in her room. You know where it is. Dinner will be about an hour." Hiram said with a smile. Finn smiled back.
"Thanks, Mr. Berry." Hiram nodded and smiled yet again… that man was a happy guy. Finn was half way up the stairs when Leroy yelled to him.
"No hanky panky, young man!" Finn stopped mid step and yelled back.
"Yes, sir!" He closed the rest of the distance between him and Rachel's room and knocked before opening the door. He closed it behind him.
"Rach?" He said into the empty room.
"In here!" Rachel's voice came from her bathroom. He walked towards the door and cracked it open.
"Is it okay if I come in?" Rachel rolled her eyes.
"Yes, Finn." Finn opened the door to find Rachel sitting in the bathtub filled with water and bubbles. The room was dark, except for the dim light given off by the candles sitting on the counter. He avoided the strong need to choke on his own spit out of shock.
Finn cleared his throat and closed his eyes, running his hand across his forehead. "Rachel, are you trying to kill me. Cause it may just work one of these days."
Rachel laughed. "It isn't like you haven't seen me naked before, Finn."
He grinned… he had seen her naked many times since their day in the choir room. They hadn't actually gotten to true sex yet, but seeing her naked was plenty enough for him for the time being.
"I know." He said with a smile and sat down on the edge of the tub. "But, it never gets old, babe."
Finn leaned down to kiss her. He expected it to be just a small kiss, but he was obviously wrong. Rachel grabbed the back of his head with her wet, warm, bubble covered hand and pulled him deeper into the kiss with surprising strength, slipping her tongue into his mouth for added effect. She released his head slowly and allowed him to pull his head away. She beamed at him. God, he loved her smile.
"Wow." He grinned as he rubbed the water out of the hair on the back of his head. "What was that for?"
Rachel shrugged. "Just because I love you… Can you get that towel over there?" Rachel pointed to the pink, fluffy towel behind him on the counter. He nodded and stood up to grab it. He turned back around and stopped himself from choking, but immediately felt himself get hard (a fact which he tried to ignore). Rachel was standing up in the water, completely naked and revealed to him. He laughed slightly and wrapped the towel around her, picking her up out of the tub by her waist.
He set her on her feet and kissed her lightly. While he expected her to walk out of the bathroom in front of him, that didn't happen. He was very shocked when he felt her tiny hand grip and squeeze his balls. He let out a strangled cry.
"Rayyyycccchhheeelll…." Finn immediately regretted his low moaning sound. She touched him once and he was already on edge. He was pathetic.
"Are you okay, Finn?" Rachel asked, her voice low and husky. She pushed him down onto the closed toilet seat and straddled his waist. She kissed his neck slowly. My God, he loved this woman.
"Noooo…" He didn't care now. He was loving this. "I love you soooo much, Rachel…"
Rachel smiled at him sexily. "I love you too, Finn."
"Rachel! Finn! Time for dinner!" They heard Hiram yell up the stairs. Finn's eyes went wide as he stared down to his erection, then back up to Rachel's face.
"Okay, daddy! We'll be down in a second!" Rachel yelled and climbed off Finn's lap. She walked out of the bathroom and Finn followed her quickly.
"Rachel? What're gonna do?" He hissed as she pulled on underwear and a pair of huge green, blue, and black plaid pajama pants that had undoubtedly belonged to him. "I can't go out in front of your dads with this!"
Rachel sighed and pulled on a tight white tanktop on over her bra. She walked back to the bathroom and grabbed a black hair tie and threw her hair up into a messy bun on the top of her head. She grabbed his hand. "Come on, Finn."
Rachel dragged him out of the door and down the stairs. He put his hands on each of her shoulders as they reached the kitchen to maneuver her in front of his crotch. Rachel fought back a laugh. "Hi dad, daddy."
"Rachel. That is no such thing to be wearing to dinner when your boyfriend is over." Hiram said unapprovingly, looking at her oversized sweat pants and clashingly tight tank top.
"I'm sorry, daddy. Finn came over early and I had to hurry and get dressed before he came into my room. Then, I was busy spending time with him before dinner."
"Young lady. You would have had plenty of time to spend with him after we eat." Rachel couldn't tell if the clenching of Finn's highly defines (and sexy) abdomen was from where he was holding back laughter for sure, but she was pretty sure it was. She poked him in the side and tried to move out from in front of him, but he stopped her. He got the message.
"Really…. Mr… Berry… I… don't… mind…." Finn finished his sentence slowly in between strained laughs. Leroy cracked a small smile.
"Very well." Rachel led Finn to his seat and they managed to sit him down with his problem showing itself. Rachel kissed his cheek and Finn took off his letterman jacket and draped it across his lap.
They finished dinner as quick as they could and then excused themselves. Finn basically ran up the stairs. He couldn't handle the throbbing in his pants anymore. He had just reached the top of the stairs when he heard them yell after him and Rachel.
"Mr. Hudson! You better suffer up there, because if I ever find that you touched my daughter, you won't have to worry about sleeping with her, because I'll cut your balls off." Rachel fell against the wall in laughter, but Finn just rammed his fists at the wall.
"Dammit." Rachel was still giggling.
"Just remember Finn, I love you." Finn glared at her and stuck his tongue out.
"Just shut up."