"I love you." He kept whispering between kisses. When Finn finally stepped away he was flush. "We really need to talk though."

"Okay." I said, also out of breath. He let go of me and walked back over to his computer.

"I am not going to let you screw with me anymore." He sat at the table. "You can't fool around with Puck, or anyone else. You can't decide while we are fighting that you want to hide in your bedroom, don't do it because I wouldn't do it to you." He took a deep breath. "If you decide that us being together- and we are together- is not what you want anymore then you need to tell me."

"Okay."

"If you hurt me I can't be with you anymore." He looked at me for a moment as I absorbed his words.

"I won't hurt you." I took a slow step forward then went to him. I straddled him in the chair. I moved in to kiss him but he held my head a few inches away.

"Do you think that you and I being together is productive? Or are we just going to hurt ourselves? And each other?" He searched in my eyes for an answer.

"I want to be with you." His lips became a hard line, I could tell that he was thinking about us fighting. "Finn, I'm sorry."

"Rachel." He moved his hands from my face to my shoulders. "I begged you."

"I'm so sorry." I hadn't realized that I was on the verge of tears, but when one slipped out I tried to turn my face away but he held me steady.

"I don't want you to cry about anything unless they are tears of happiness." He wiped the tears away and kissed my nose. "We have a long way to go, right?"

"I know."

"We will do this." Finn smirked. "I love you."

"I love you too." I said. He smiled completely then and I got off of him. "Hey Finn?" I asked as I walked slowly down the hallway.

"Yeah?"

"Can you please make love to me?" Finn didn't answer but he ran toward me. He grabbed me from behind and kissed my neck.

He pushed us through my bedroom door and we stood, attached to one another, by my queen sized bed. He pulled my shirt off and I turned around to face him. I took his shirt off and kissed his chest. He and I had gotten matching small tattoos when we were both eighteen, his on his left peck and mine right above my Achilles tendon. They said 'music'. I kissed his tattoo. I continued to kiss his chest as I unbuckled and unbuttoned his pants and pushed them down.

Finn picked me up and put me on the bed and crawled over me.

"Let's get these off." He said lightly as he pulled my jeans off. We were both in our underwear, we have never fooled around with clothes on before, we usually just ripped the clothes off as quickly as possible and got it in, but today, every time we made eye contact Finn would kiss me on the lips.

He flipped us over so that I was on top and unhooked my bra. He began sucking on my left nipple and I started moaning. I had always tried to keep as quiet as possible- it felt nice to be able to let go. I wrapped my fingers in his hair and brought his face back up to mine. I kissed him really hard- I felt him grow underneath me and I moaned.

I rolled off of him and took off my underwear, I then pulled his off. I reclaimed my place on top of him and swiftly dropped myself onto him. I moaned his name. Finn clutched my hips and I did it again- I picked myself up and dropped onto him, he went deeper this time.

"Augh, Finn!" I moaned loudly.

Finn held tightly on my hips and, as I tried to pick myself up again, he stilled me.

"Just," His eyes were closed, breathing heavy, and he swallowed. "Give me a second." Finn hadn't really had a mailman type problem since high school, and it was funny to see how he did now- I twas like we were in high school.

I felt his grip lessen, and took it as permission to repeat my actions. As he went completely inside of me again I clawed into his shoulders.

"Rach."

His eyes shut even tighter and he made a 'ugeh' noise. I felt him quiver, and release.

"Rachel, I just-"

"I know." I ran my fingers through his hair. I moved to pick myself up off of him, but he 'nnnn'ed in disapproval.

"Wait." After a few moments he nodded. "We aren't done." He opened his eyes and looked at me. He flipped us over so that he was on top and he rammed into me. My headboard hit the wall.

He continued to enter me roughly and passionately and it felt euphoric.

"Oh, Finn. Ohhhh uhh, yes, oh. There. Ffffuck." I tried to keep eye contact with him but my eyes kept shutting. I grabbed his head and brought it to mine. We kept our lips touching, but the noises we were both making made us not really kiss, just have our lips touch.

"Rachel." He grunted. Whenever he said my name it made me crazy.

"Finn, oh, oh, oh, yeah, yeah, uhh," My fingers found their way into his hair again. "Fuck me, uhh, oh, baby baby- harder." Then it happened. I released. "Finnn."

He pumped only a few moments before he found his second release. He put his face in the crook of my neck and we just laid there, him still inside of me, and us wrapped up in each other.

"You are," He said to me, "incredible."

"I love you."

"Are you two done?" We heard from the living room? "You left the door to Rachel's room open and I'm afraid to walk past."

"Puck?" I yelled.

"Yeah."

"Puck!" Finn yelled as he lifted his head up. "I am dating Rachel, I love her and she loves me and...yeah."

"I can hear that." Puck yelled back sarcastically. Finn dropped his head back to where it had been in the crook of my neck.