Finn's head was spinning a little and the cool, night air helped to clear it. They walked arm in arm the ten minutes to his apartment, he was enjoying her touch and closeness. He had not touched another woman for over a year and then it was someone unfamiliar, who meant nothing. He couldn't help but notice whenever she leaned in closer to talk to him that she smelled amazing. When they reached his apartment, he fumbled to unlock the door, almost dropping the keys.
"Do I make you nervous Finnocence?" she asked smirking at him and snaking her arms around his waist from behind.
"Hell no" he growled at her, not wanting her to know how she was affecting him. "I'm jus drunk is all" he explained blushing furiously. Once inside the apartment, he went to the kitchen to make drinks, leaving her to look around. "Here you go" he said handing her the cocktail while drinking his own.
"Nice place you got here Finn," she said looking around her, taking in every inch of his 1 bedroom apartment. "Shame you have all this space to yourself" she purred. She sipped her drink and turned to look at him with her molten chocolate brown eyes. "She really messed you up didn't she Finn?" she asked him gently, showing her softer side again.
"I don't wanna talk about it" he said, gulping his drink and slamming the glass down on the side.
"Okay, Jesus, I was trying to be a good friend, you know? Listen to your problems and show you I care which by the way I totally don't" she burst out angrily, then in true Santana style changed her tone completely. Back to sultry again.
"You know what you need Finnocence..." she said the words dripping from her red lips, "you need a distraction" she took another sip of her drink and shuddered a little. He sure had made them strong. "I could be an amazing distraction for you" she said licking her lips and grinning wickedly.
"We tried this once before remember" he replied, not looking at her and trying to sound nonchalant.
"Well things were different then." she said walking over to sit next to him on the couch and stretching her long, tanned legs out in front of her. "We were young, stupid, both in love with someone else and confused about a lot of things. Now," she started, "we're older, smarter and more experienced" she said putting a hand on his thigh. "Tell me you don't find me attractive Finn and I'll leave you alone." she said knowing full well he couldn't stop staring at her mouth and breasts.
"I...can't lie to you Santana" he muttered feeling his resolve slipping away under her touch, her manicured red nail grazing up and down his thigh over his jeans. "I find you very attractive, you know that" he said honestly turning his head to look her in the eyes.
"So do something about it" she challenged, her eyes flashing in the dimly lit apartment. He took her drink from her hands gently and placed it on the side table. Watching her lick her lips again daring me to kiss her. He raised his hand to her face and stroked it softly, surprised by how soft and silky her skin was.
"I'm not so sure it's a good idea..." he said breaking his sentence as she quickly moved her lips to capture his index finger between her lips. She sucked his finger sensually, licking it and rubbing it all over her glossy lips, smiling seductively at him.