"Finn, we have homework," she giggles.

"Homework's stupid," he murmurs, pressing light kisses to her neck.

"Well then, what else do you propose?" she asks as she tilts her head to give him more access.

He smiles. "Well there is something we can do."

Her hands clutch his t-shirt tightly and she props her knee next to his hip. "What would that be?"

"You know, Rach," he says, wiggling his eyebrows slightly.

"Is that a sexual innuendo Mr. Hudson?" she pants.

"It is, Ms. Berry." He pauses, pulling his face from her neck. "That means a sex suggestion right?"