Warning: This gets fairly naughty at the end. Avert your eyes, if you aren't into that.


Still Finn Hudson, Still Clueless, Part 2

The water was actually turning pretty cold by the time we got out of the shower to dry each other off. I had a great time toweling dry her butt and my other favorite places. Rachel had so much fun trying to reach up to dry my hair, while I ducked out of her way. She had a glint in her eye when she said, "It seems a shame to put on a lot of clothes after this."

I told her I was totally on-board with the less clothing option for the evening. We were alone in the apartment and ordering Chinese delivery for dinner, so why bother with too many clothes? To not shock the delivery guy, though, I did pull on some lounge pants I'd bought the day before. Didn't bother with a shirt, since she seemed to like me without one these days. Army PT- not a total waste.

Rachel put on some short pink, silky robe-thing that made even my loose lounge pants a little uncomfortable. I did finally throw on a t-shirt to pay the delivery guy and get our food. There was no way I was giving the guy a free show by having Rachel answer the door!

As we finished our Chinese at the coffee table in the living room, the mood turned quiet. I was thinking about the day and all that had happened between us. Not to mention, this was the last night I could hold her in my arms for months maybe. During the meal, we had talked about normal stuff, like her classes and Kurt, but finally the conversation just died- right after the fortune cookies. She got a look on her face that I always dreaded because I knew something heavy was coming. She started talking about that Adam guy, about how friendly and funny he was. If I never heard his name again, I'd be happy. Wait. She was saying she had no idea that he had feelings for her until today when he kissed her. She said she didn't have any feelings for him besides friendship.

"Rachel, I think I understand now. I know I acted a little crazy, but I saw you with your arms around each other walking away from your building this morning. I ran out to give you the water bottle you dropped when you kissed me goodbye. I guess you didn't hear me call you because you were talking to him. I'll admit I was really jealous even then, but I planned to talk to you about it. Then when I got to the Student Commons, I saw his hands on you, and then he kissed you. From where I was standing it didn't seem like you minded..." The image in my head would haunt me for a long time.

"Oh, Finn, I 'minded' more than you can possibly imagine!" she reached over and took one of my hands, "I was shocked and squirming inside, I backed away as soon as I recovered. Adam knew then that he had overstepped. He took my friendly behavior towards him much more seriously than I ever intended. I plan to talk to him about it and explain that we can be friends, and that is absolutely all. "

"I wish you wouldn't see him at all," I replied through gritted teeth, "but I know I have no right to ask that. And that's what is really driving me crazy, Rachel. You are talented, smart, beautiful, sexy, and lots of other words. Tomorrow, I have to get on a plane and leave you here with guys like him hanging around you. For not the first time, it makes me really doubt my decision about joining the army."

"But Finn, you forget one important thing. I don't love them. I don't want to marry them. I don't want to spend my life with them. I feel all those things and so much more for you. Only you. I will feel this way until I die."

I raised a hand to her cheek brushing my fingers downward and over her slender neck, "I know you feel those things, Rach, but what if you change your mind or meet somebody else," she started shaking my head really fast, but I continued, "It's the same argument it's always been... do I have the right to hold you to your promise to marry me when we will be apart so much of the time? Oh, how I want to- so much it hurts."

"Do you think you will change your mind or meet somebody else?" she asked in a shaky voice.

"No. For me there will only ever be you." I answered right away, because I knew it with everything in me. I think I had known from almost the beginning- at my first Glee rehearsal on a high school stage in Lima, Ohio.

"Then why can't you believe that I feel the same? Don't you trust me as much as you trust yourself?"

I couldn't let her ever think that, though I hadn't done a very good job of showing trust today, "Rachel, I trust you with my life, I just don't want you to regret your choice in me."

"Never! I will never regret it," she replied passionately.

"You have to promise me that you'll tell me right away if..." I gulped in air, feeling sick at the next thought "...if you ever change your mind."

She stood up and took my hand, leading me toward her bedroom. My already semi-aroused body seemed to do a little jig and jump to attention at this. "Finn, I need your phone and iPod." What? Wait.

Confused, I reached in my pocket for my iPhone and gave it to her, then went to my duffel bag and dug out my iPod still attached to my headphones.

I curiously watched her sync both devices to her laptop. She then put my iPod in her speaker dock next to her bed, where we were sitting.

"One of the perks of going to a performing arts school- lots of recording equipment. This song is a little unpolished, because I did it on short notice without a lot of practice. I hope you like it... I know you like classic rock, and I thought the lyrics were really appropriate." She pushed the play button, and her amazing voice filled the room:

This is for you Finn Hudson, love of my life. Play this when you are missing me, and know that I am missing you, too. I love you, Finn.

(Feel Like Making Love by Bad Company)

Baby, when I think about you
I think about love
Darling, don't live without you
And your love
If I had
Those golden dreams
Of my yesterday
I would wrap you
In the heavens
As they lay dying
On the way

Feel like making - - - -
Feel like making love
Feel like making love to you

Baby, if I think about you
I think about love
Darling, if I live without you
I live without love
And if I had
The sun and moon
And they were shining
I would give you
Both night and day
Love satisfying

Feel like making - - - -
Feel like making love
Feel like making love to you

And if I had
Those golden dreams
Of my yesterdays
I would wrap you
In the heavens
As they lay dying
On the way

Feel like making - - - -
Feel like making love
Feel like making love to you

After the last notes of the song faded to silence, I sat there, next to her on her bed, staring at her for what must have been a full minute after that. So many feelings were rushing through me at once. The song was beautiful and well sung, of course- it was Rachel, but the fact that she sang it for me, had done this for me, so I could take a little piece of her with me when I went back to Fort Benning, Georgia was so amazingly loving. The little alien baby didn't have my heart after all, because I felt it in my chest beating hard just then, beating just for her.

I took her hand in mine, and laid it over my chest. I leaned forward and kissed her with all my might, trying to show her without words all the things I was feeling, because I couldn't find the right words just then, if my life depended on it. I felt an overwhelming hunger: hunger for her love, for her body, and a great need to make love to her. I wanted her to remember me and miss me as much as I would miss her- with my whole soul.

When we fell back together on her bed, I leaned over her to hit the repeat button on my iPod, so her song would play again and again. I would never get tired of listening to it. I wanted to make love to her hearing her sweet voice singing to me, both recorded and live. Rachel took advantage of my body being stretched over her to press open lipped kisses along the skin of my lower chest and down my belly. I sucked in at the feeling of her tongue running along the waistband of my lounge pants. She slithered further down the bed in her silky robe until her head was at my groin, her hands pulling at the elastic waist of my pants until my erection popped out, hovering over her. As she lifted her head from the bed and took me in her mouth, I let out a strangled gasp. Oh, this was, oh...no mailman could help me now. She licked and sucked, teasing me with her lips and tongue, as I balanced on my arms over her. I felt my release building, but I didn't want it to end.

"Rach! Oh, god, Rach, that is so... Don't stop... No, stop!" I hissed in a breath.

She had the nerve to giggle at me, "Which is it, Finn? Stop? Don't stop?"

Alright, she wanted to play? I slid down the bed until we were face to face. Nuzzling my way up her neck to her ear I whispered, "I want to be inside you. I want to feel you around me. I want to hear you moan my name when I make you come... re-peat-ed-ly." Each sylable of the last word was punctuated by a nipping kiss on her neck below her ear.

I raised my head to stare intently down at her. She returned my gaze with a look of burning desire that reflected my own. Her robe had come undone, and she lay there with her legs over the edge of the bed her nakedness pressing against my hip. Leaning back a little, I trailed my palms down her chest over her breasts, her nipples catching in my fingers before I eventually continued slowly downward over her soft stomach, to the silky curls between her legs. My fingers playing over her warm folds, so wet, so ready and just for me. She whimpered deep in her throat, "Finn...I... uhnnhh..."

Always such a rush to make your girl speechless. I grinned to myself. Leaning down to press my lips to her ear again because I knew she liked it, "Yes, babe? Do you need something? What can I do for you?" My fingers all the while playing gentle percussive beats over her sensitive nub.

Suddenly, my tiny girlfriend had me by one of the things that uh... really matters to a guy, "Finn Hudson, if you don't fuck me..." (I literally gasped at this. She had whispered it, but she still had said it. Rachel Berry talking dirty! Holy crap! This was so beyond hot!) "... and do it right now, I will not be held accountable for my actions." To emphasize her point, she squeezed her hand around me with what she liked to call conviction. My eyes watered with the intense pleasure and slight stinging of it. Scary force of nature, this one.

"Yes, ma'am," I tried a mock salute with a grin. She relaxed her hand but continued to stroke me teasingly.

Enough of this... Moving to my knees, I raised her hips off the edge of the bed and buried myself with one thrust that made us both cry out. Somehow her ankles ended up at my shoulders. This was new, and this was incredible. Girlfriends who do yoga for flexibility are totally awesome! Surrounded by her tight wetness, I really wasn't sure how long I could last. That never seemed to change. I guess we were both still pretty worked up from our shower earlier, because I soon recognized the little sounds she often made when she was hovering close to the edge. She tipped over, moaning my name as I had hoped, and I followed soon after her. I slid down to hug her to me fiercely, still intimately connected.

Brushing a few strands of hair from her face, I looked into her half-closed eyes and said in wonder, "Every time... I think it can't be any more amazing than the time before- then it just is. I love you madly, babe, and not just because of the great sex."

She laughed, and I could feel it where we were still um...together. "I love you madly, too, Finn, but it might have something to do with the amazing sex."


For those of you who are reading "I Finally Know Where My Heart Is," my apologies that a few portions of that story were repeated in this one. Just how it worked out for the flow of this story. I hope that Finn elaborating on them at least made it interesting.

So hope you enjoyed it! Reviews would be so kind of you.