DISCLAIMER: I neither own Glee nor the characters. They are the property of Ryan Murphy and FOX. This is purely for fun. Enjoy!
A/N: Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you the fluffiest chapter I think I've ever written. (With some smut to boot!)
Chapter Eight: Perfect Love
She woke up slowly, lazily, stretching her limbs out as much as she could until a hard structure impeded her movement. It was warm and large and there was a weight on her that she couldn't recognize as she tried in vain to turn around. Long limbs encompassed her tiny frame and she sunk into the warmth as she blinked away the sunlight that trickled into the room. When she finally opened her eyes and recognized the familiar room, the events of last night came rushing back to her as she gasped to herself in bed. Finn's hold on her body tightened as a warm blushed graced her cheeks.
Last night was real, she said to herself as she watched her best friend sleep. Finn told me he loved me, and I said it back.
It still felt like a dream to Rachel as she breathed in the scent of Finn around her. She had always felt comfortable in his bed but now that she was pressed up against him with his arms around her she couldn't imagine that a more content feeling could exist. For months she had assumed that Finn's feelings for her were neutral but he had been waiting for her to get over Jesse the entire time. If only she had shared her feelings with him sooner, then maybe they wouldn't have had to wait so long to tell each other the truth.
He was still sleeping, so she tried her hardest to maneuver herself around so she could see his face and not disturb him. He looked so peaceful in his slumber, almost childlike in his tranquility. She was leaning in so close to his face that she could almost count the numerous birthmarks that were scattered across his cheeks. His lips looked so full and soft and all she wanted to do was kiss them again. Kissing Finn was a bliss she didn't know had ever existed and the more she did it the more she realized that her relationship with Jesse had been flawed from the start.
There had been absolutely no passion in her relationship with Jesse; their kisses had been hollow and their lovemaking had been dull and uneventful. Sure, she got off, sometimes, but there was never any excitement or frenzy. She had shared more emotion with Finn in one single kiss than she had shared with Jesse in four whole years.
But what was going to happen to them now? Finn tried to reassure her that things would work out, but she couldn't help but worry about the repercussions of their actions. They still had to tell Kurt, their families, and friends. They still had time, though, before they had to figure that stuff out.
Right now however, Rachel wanted to focus on the task in front of her. Finn had asked her out on a date tonight and the anticipation was sending delicious tingles up her spine. This was all happening so fast; her heart was racing and her brain was struggling to keep up with the pace.
With a tired groan, Finn began to stir next to her, fluttering his eyes open and blinking down at her sleepily. At first he looked confused, like he couldn't believe what was in front of him, but after a beat of silence the confusion melted away into contentment as a lazy smile pulled up his lips.
"Good morning," he said, his voice still husky with sleep. He yawned widely and stretched out his giant limbs before wrapping his arms around her.
"Good morning," she said simply, cuddling into his embrace. Part of her was worried that he would rescind his affections for her in the light of the new day, but he was still as affectionate as he'd been last night as he held her close to his naked torso. She placed her hands on his pecs and could feel the hard muscle beneath.
"Did you sleep well?" He asked, gazing down at her while he ran his fingers through her hair, completely content.
"Very well," she replied with a knowing smile. His response was a deep kiss, soft yet firm, that had her melting into his pillows with a sigh. His hands caressed her curves, resting on her hips before dragging it down the length of her backside. He squeezed it softly and she curled into his embrace.
"I could get used to waking up like this," he growled into her ears as she shivered. She scratched his scalp with her fingertips, kissing him again as their bodies rubbed against one another. The delicious friction began to build up inside of her and left her lightheaded as he dragged his hands all over her.
"Me too," she agreed, "but if you don't stop now I might not be able to wait until our date tonight."
He chuckled softly and kissed his way up her neck until his lips brushed her ear. "Well we can't have that, can we?" He teased before finally releasing her. He shot her a wicked smirk as she pulled away and started to scoot out of bed. "Tonight is going to be perfect, Rachel. I promise you." Sliding out of bed, he took her into his arms and kissed her forehead, lingering there while she wrapped her arms around his waist. They had always been affectionate with one another, but now that their true feelings were known, she wasn't going to hold back anymore. Apparently he felt the same way. "Seeing as my last date didn't go so well, I'm going to do everything in my power to make sure you have the most amazing night ever."
"Finn," she said, pulling away from him so she could see his face. She hated that Quinn had given him a complex about dating ever since the fiasco last spring. "You and I could be sitting in my apartment eating potato chips and watching Michael Bay movies and it would still be the best date ever. All I want to do is spend time with you." He didn't look like he believed her. "That's more than enough for me."
"I love you," he said, and it was still a shock to hear him say it. This was what she had been dreaming of for months and now it was all coming true, like a fairytale. "I'm sorry it took me so long to say it, but now that I have I'm going to tell you all the time."
"After Jesse dumped me I didn't think I would ever be able to love anyone again," she admitted quietly, looking away from him. "I didn't want to let anyone else break my heart. I didn't know if anyone else could be trusted." Her voice began to crack with emotion. "But then I met you, Finn. You gave me hope that I could love again and I fell in love with you even when I didn't want to." His grip around her tightened as she cleared the lump in her throat. "I love you, Finn, and I'm happy I finally get to tell you that whenever I want."
"Me too, Rachel." They kissed once more and it was like sparks were flying all around them. Kissing Finn was a magical experience and if it felt this awesome just to kiss him then she was anxious to know what sex would be like.
But first they had to get through the day without ripping off each other's clothes.
Her cell phone began to ring, and she picked it up to hear Kurt's bright voice on the other end. He was bringing Blaine over for brunch, and Finn unlocked the door for them before going into the bathroom to get ready for the day. Rachel was still in her pajamas as she started breakfast, but she didn't really mind. Her brain was too preoccupied with Finn and their date to notice anything else. Just yesterday she had resigned herself to a future filled with blind dates and online dating, and now she was going out with the man of her dreams and she could hardly contain her excitement.
"Mmm, that smells good," Finn cooed into her ear, coming behind her and wrapping his arms around her waist. She giggled and tried to squirm out of his grasp but his hold on her was firm. She could almost feel the muscles rippling under his skin as she fought against him in vain. His fingers dragged down her torso lightly and Rachel's tone became dangerously serious.
"If you start tickling me again I will purposely burn your bacon," she threatened as her skin began to tingle.
"You wouldn't dare!" he said, his voice dripping in mock offense. "Me tickling you is the reason why I can do this now." He started kissing up the length of her neck, sucking and nibbling on her skin and making her eyes roll back in her skull.
"Stop," she moaned, but only half of her meant it. The other half of her wanted him to ravage her right there by the oven, but there was an open flame and she really didn't want to burn down his apartment. "Kurt and Blaine will be here soon and you're making it hard for me to concentrate on cooking."
"You're making it hard for me to focus on anything but this," spinning her around, he captured her lips in his and kissed her senseless until she dropped the cooking fork with a loud clang. The pan in front of her was sizzling but she didn't even notice as he slipped his tongue in her mouth, caressing hers and eliciting a breathy moan of pleasure. An acrid smell entered her nose but she ignored it, along with the slamming door that she faintly heard in the background. His hands were slipping under her shirt and he wanted him to touch her bare breasts so badly. . .
"What the hell is going on here?" A bloodcurdling scream could be heard behind them and Finn immediately stopped kissing Rachel as her eyes grew wide from shock. Peeking over Finn's shoulder, she saw Kurt and Blaine standing in Finn's living room, staring at the two lovers kissing in the kitchen, completely horrified. "And why is that pan on fire!"
Whipping around, she noticed that the grease in the pan of bacon had caught fire, and Finn's smoke detectors started to screech and wail as a thick smoke filled the apartment. She quickly covered the pan with the lid, putting out the flame as she shut off the gas on the burner. With a ragged cough Kurt and Blaine quickly opened the windows to air out the space while Finn stood around, practically dumbstruck.
When Rachel turned around to face Kurt he was practically livid. Blaine was hiding behind him, trying to pat his shoulder in consolation.
Kurt was not having it.
"Blaine," he asked his lover who nodded obediently. "Please tell me which one of these idiots I should be hitting first."
"Kurt. . ." Finn said, but Kurt interrupted with a wave of his hand.
"Not yet. Someone needs to be smacked right now and I need an answer." Blaine tapped his shoulder, looking hesitant.
"Babe, I don't think violence is ever the right option. You need to breathe."
"I'll breathe after I find out how long my brother and best friend have been lying to me!"
"We're not lying to you, Kurt." Rachel said, snapping out of the shock from the fire and Kurt's sudden intrusion. "This is just as new to us as it is to you."
"Bullshit," he hissed angrily, crossing his arms over his chest as all of her worst fears came true right in front of her eyes. He was upset and she was going to lose her best friend because of this, she was sure of it. "I've been noticing for weeks how close you two have gotten, and how flirty you always are, and how much time you've spent together. Did you think that you could hide this from me forever? That I wouldn't find out?"
"Kurt, she's being serious," Finn said, defending her as he faced off against his brother. "We only told each other how we felt last night. We haven't even made it official yet."
She nodded emphatically in agreement. "Nor have we slept together!" She didn't know why she chose that tidbit of information to share with everyone but Kurt and Blaine looked like they didn't really want to know. "I guess we've always been affectionate with one another because we were too scared to tell each other the truth."
The anger on Kurt's face quickly shifted into annoyance. "But if you guys had feelings for one another why didn't I know about them? I thought I was your best friend, Rachel?"
"You are, Kurt, but you're also Finn's brother. I was afraid that you would flip out on me, kind of like what you're doing now."
"I'm not flipping out!"he screeched as Blaine winced.
"Yeah babe, you really are." Kurt turned on his lover with an angry glare.
"You're supposed to be on my side," he growled dangerously as Blaine grinned.
"I'm always on your side, Kurt, but you're being irrational. What Finn and Rachel decide to do is their choice, not yours."
"But he's my brother! She's my best friend!" He looked exasperated and Rachel was starting to panic.
"Kurt, if you don't want me to date your brother, I want you to tell me right now," she reached forward and grabbed his hands in hers while he gaped at her in shock. "You're my best friend, Kurt, you have been for years and nothing is going to change that. So if you feel uncomfortable with me dating Finn, then I'm going to respect your choice. Just say the words." She could see the argument play out on his face and she knew that he was about to crack. Kurt wanted her to move on just as much as she did, and he knew better than anyone how amazing Finn was, and how much he deserved a relationship too.
"Rachel," he sighed shaking his head. "I just want you to be happy. And if Finn makes you happy, then it's okay with me." Shrugging his shoulders, he refused to make eye contact with either of them. "I just don't want you two to forget about me now that you have each other. You both mean so much to me, and I don't want anything to change between us."
"Me neither, Kurt. You have no idea how scared I was that you wouldn't give us your blessing." A wicked glint entered his eyes.
"Well you have it, and now that you do, I can have some fun today." Glancing at Finn, he looked terrified as Kurt's words sunk in.
"Um, Kurt, Rachel and I have plans for today. We're going out on our first date." She couldn't deny the thrill she felt when he said those words. She was actually going on a real date with Finn in mere hours!
"Perfect! That's even better!" He shared a knowing look with Blaine and Rachel began to worry at the suspicious looks being thrown across the room. "Rachel, go get dressed, we have little time to spare!"
"But we didn't even eat breakfast yet!" Finn protested, but it fell on deaf ears as Kurt started to rush Rachel out of the house. She ran inside of Finn's room and quickly got dressed while Kurt yelled at his brother. When she rejoined the men in the living room Blaine looked confused, Finn looked disappointed, and Kurt looked thrilled.
"We've got to get going, Rachel!" Kurt urged. "We have so much to do in so little time." She turned to Finn with apologies written all over her face. She hadn't intended for their peaceful morning to end so soon, and she had been looking forward to spending the day with him. Whatever Kurt was planning had better be worth it.
"I'll see you later then?" She asked, missing him already.
"Definitely. Kurt told me to be at your place by 6 in 'my finest couture'," he shrugged. "Whatever that means."
"I'll see you later then," she said with a smile, leaning in for a simple kiss. Kurt rudely pulled her away from Finn and they both frowned at him as he dragged her out of the door.
"Save it for the date you crazy lovebirds!" He was practically howling with laughter as he led her to the car and the urge to smack him was becoming too strong to ignore. Why did he have to interrupt their peaceful morning? And why was she letting him?
"Are you going to tell me why you dragged me away from Finn's apartment before we even ate breakfast?" His answer was a simple sideways glance that morphed into a wicked smile.
"Because, Rachel," he said simply as he walked her to his car. "We're going shopping."
Blaine lifted an eyebrow in curiosity as Finn tapped his fingers nervously against his leg in Kurt and Rachel's living room. He had been waiting all day for this moment and he felt like he was going to burst if he didn't see her again soon. She had basically been ripped from his arms that morning and he wanted her back; he was ready to give her the date of a lifetime and the only thing standing in his way was his brother.
"What's taking them so long?" he growled impatiently, his leg shaking in anticipation. Blaine grinned from across the room and passed Finn a beer.
"Kurt went crazy this afternoon at the mall and vowed to give Rachel the makeover of her life. Believe me, you'll appreciate his handiwork when he's done."
"But Rachel doesn't even need a makeover," he grumbled. "She's perfect."
"Of course she is, but Kurt thought it would be nice for her to have a new dress and a day of pampering before your big night." He sighed deeply, staring at the bedroom door and willing Rachel to come out. Just when he thought he was going to go insane from waiting, the door began to open slowly, revealing his grinning stepbrother.
"Without further ado, I present the lovely Ms. Rachel Berry." He moved over to the side and when Rachel stepped out of the bedroom Finn had to remind himself to breathe as he set down his beer on the table.
A creamy blue dress was tightly wrapped around her midriff, the light flowy fabric sweeping down to her knees as she smiled shyly at him from across the room. Her hair was pulled up in a tight French knot, wisps of bangs framing her face as he rose to his feet, holding out the flowers that he'd bought for her. When she spotted them her face broke out into a dazzling smile and she reached up to place a chaste kiss on his cheek.
"They're beautiful," she said graciously. "Thank you."
"You look amazing, Rachel," he breathed, forgetting that Kurt and Blaine were even in the room as he leaned in to capture her lips in his. A rough cough snapped him out of his trance as he noticed their audience staring at them with a knowing look.
"We'll see you two tomorrow," Kurt said with a wink, and the implication of his statement left him grinning. "Have fun," he called as he escorted her out the door.
He whispered into her ear and he could almost feel her shiver. "Oh, we will."
Rachel leaned into his side as the two lovers strolled through the town park after their simple, yet romantic dinner. It was chilly outside in the brisk November air, but Rachel didn't seem to mind as she wrapped her white wool capelet tighter around her shoulders. Her cheeks were red from the cold, so he took off his suit jacket and draped it over her back for extra warmth. She looked up at him with a smile and he was transfixed by the content expression on her face.
"I had an amazing dinner, Finn. I didn't even know Lima had a vegan restaurant." She wrapped an arm around his and they walked side by side through the empty park.
"I must have called every restaurant in town but I eventually found one. I wanted to make everything special for you."
"Well you've succeeded," she said, nuzzling her forehead into his arm. "I never thought I could be this happy."
"Me neither," he admitted quietly. "Tonight has to be perfect for you, Rachel."
"It is, Finn," she agreed emphatically. "It's everything I've ever wanted and more."
"So what do you want to do next? I was thinking maybe a movie or something fun like bowling. We can even go to April's if you want a drink."
She bit her lip anxiously as she stared up at his face. "Well, I was kind of thinking we could go back to your place. . ." she trailed off as Finn's heart began to pound.
"Really?" He asked, his mouth suddenly dry.
"Yeah," she agreed. "Really." Her eyes were shining brighter than the harvest moon that hung above them as she stood on her tiptoes and leaned in for a kiss. Meeting her halfway, he pulled her into his arms as his lips crashed against hers in a flurry of passion that flooded straight through him. Her lips were cold but her breath was hot against his lips as they kissed underneath the stars.
"We should get going," she said, pressing her body up against his and grinding until he saw sparks in front of his eyes.
"Yeah," he agreed hastily, "Let's go."
They barely made it inside of his apartment before the clothes started flying off of their bodies. Rahel ripped his suit jacket off off of her shoulders as she walked into the living room and Finn struggled hopelessly with his tie. The real problem was that Finn and Rachel were currently attached to each other by the lips and refused to break apart, even for a second, which made undressing themselves quite complicated. The passion was building around them as they hastily broke apart to take off their shoes. They immediately continued their assault on each other's lips as he started to guide her towards his bedroom. It was hurting his neck to bend down so far to kiss her, so he quickly lifted her up into his arms, grabbing her ass as he carried her into the room.
"Finn," she breathed into his mouth as he squeezed the soft skin under his hands. Her body was so warm and soft in his arms and he was losing control over his body as her hands tangled into his hair. Her breathing was stilted, her pupils were dilated, and her hips started to shift around as he held her.
He gently placed her on the bed and she reached for him, but they were wearing far too many clothes for his taste, so he finally ripped off the hot, stifling tie Kurt had made him wear and threw the offensive article of clothing as far away from him as possible. Pulling off his shirt and dress slacks, he watched her slowly tease him as she slipped her tights off one leg at a time. With every inch of bare skin that came into view Finn's pants became tighter and tighter until he thought he might explode if they didn't have sex soon. He ripped off the rest of his clothes as she pulled off the last of hers.
The second that her dress was lifted over her head Finn attacked her body, climbing next to her on the bed and removing her bra. He just couldn't wait any longer as he soaked in the sight of her naked chest, her breasts rising and falling to the pace of her breathing as she gazed up at him with shining eyes. He fisted his hand around his cock, pumping it once in anticipation while her body slid back on the sheets. There was a passion in her eyes that was smoldering him as he climbed on top of her, and she mewled in pleasure as his free hand came up to caress the silky skin on her breast.
"You're so beautiful," he cooed as his fingers flicked her nipple softly. She sucked in a breath as her hands trailed below his waist, cupping him and stroking the hardened length.
"Finn," she begged, rubbing her legs together in tortured friction. "I want. . ." she trailed off shyly as Finn kissed his way up her neck. He nibbled her lip playfully as she shivered beneath him.
"What do you want, baby?" He asked. "This has to be perfect for you. Tell me what you want." One hand stayed on her breast while the other skimmed lower, resting softly on her hip and toying with the sensitive skin there. He urged it lower, slowly parting her legs as her hand stroked him again. He had to bite his cheek to stay focused and in control as the pleasure built inside of him.
"I want you, Finn," she moaned as he dipped his hands into the dark patch of hair between her legs. "I want you everywhere." His fingers curled into the slick warmth of her body as her eyes rolled back in pleasure, and she released him so she could grab at her pillows instead. Now that she had removed her hand from him his focus was much more clear, and he ignored his own need so he could concentrate on hers. Rachel's sighs filed the bedroom with a symphony of pleasure as her body squirmed and shook underneath his. When he looked up at her face it was pinched together in pleasure, and he pumped his fingers faster as he felt her body tighten beneath him.
"Oh!" She cried, and the simple sound almost made Finn lose it right there. As he watched Rachel fall off of her plateau of pleasure he pumped his fingers as hard as he could to bring her to the heights of ecstasy. Grabbing onto his bicep for leverage, she took her time as she came down from her blissful high.
She was panting when she finally opened her eyes; she looked up at him like he was a God and he could have sworn he saw tears shimmering there that she wouldn't let fall.
"Hey," he asked, worried. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing," she said with a watery smile. "That was just really amazing." She reached up to place a deep kiss on his lips that rekindled the passion he'd felt before. "I love you, Finn."
He smiled against her lips as he dragged his aching cock against the bare skin of her thighs. "I love you, too, Rachel." He reached over towards his nightstand and grabbed onto a condom. "I have protection," he whispered to her in the dark.
"Good," she said, scooting over and giving him the room to move around. He slipped the condom on and he was practically shaking in anticipation. This was the moment he'd been dreaming of for ages and now she was here, naked and waiting underneath him.
She parted her legs again and he rested in her embrace for a moment before he entered her. Looking into her eyes, he wanted to remember this moment forever as he shifted his hips forward and slipped into the warmth of he body. His eyes never left hers as they became one, and when he was fully inside of her he let out a strangled groan as a sense of completion left him feeling whole.
Her arms wrapped around his neck as her hips began to shift forward, and the delicious torture began as he buried himself in her, as far as he could go. The pleasure that flooded his system was unlike anything he'd ever felt as her sighs of pleasure filled the air. He let out a few embarrassing grunts as well but instead focused on the bliss of her body, and the love that permeated every inch of the room.
He tried to suppress the growing sensations, but he could feel his control slipping as the pleasure became too powerful to ignore. He held her body as tightly as possible as he unraveled inside of her, and he could feel her falling off the edge for a second time that night as his breathing became frantic and rushed. His orgasm hit him fast and strong as he pumped into her once more, stars flashing behind his eyes as he fell into the ecstasy of the moment.
When he finally arose from the depths of his pleasure, Rachel's body was shaking with aftershocks as he slowly pulled out of her. Panting softly, there was a light sheen of sweat on her brow as he watched her breasts rise and fall with the motion of her chest. Her eyes were closed but her face looked peaceful as a small smile pulled up her lips. When her eyes fluttered open, he saw nothing but the deepest love reflected in them.
"Hey," she whispered softly, blinking up at him like she was still stuck in a trance.
"Hey," he replied, collapsing next to her with a sigh as he reached over to kiss her. It was soft and serene and filled Finn with a contentment that he had never experienced before.
"That was. . ." she trailed off, trying to find the right word to describe it.
"Amazing?" He suggested with a laugh. "Mind-blowing?"
"Perfect," was her answer as she flipped over to face him. She draped her body over his naked chest and looked up at him playfully. "Everything about tonight has been absolutely perfect." A deep sense of contentment filled him and his sex drive was sated for the time being as he held Rachel close to him, not wanting to let her go. If being with Rachel was going to feel this good all the time then he might never leave the bed again.
"Why were you crying before?" He asked, remembering the light sheen of tears in her eyes after he had pleasured her with his hands. She shook her head with a smile.
"I wasn't crying, really. I was just really emotional and happy." She looked away from him, blushing. "No guy has ever made me feel that good before and I didn't even know it was possible."
"Wait," he said with a sudden anger in his tone. "Are you trying to say that your ex never got you off?"
"Well he did, but it never felt like that," she insisted with a smile and the anger was replaced with a deep sense of pride. He kissed her forehead softly and noticed her eyelids begin to flutter. "That was something really special," she said sleepily.
"That's because it was us, Rachel," tucking her into his side, he caressed her face with his hands, tucking the random wisps of hair away from her face. "You and me, together and in love. I've never felt like that before either." He'd had his share of girlfriends in the past, but being with Rachel was something completely new. She yawned widely, cuddling in close to his body as he pulled the blankets over them. "Be my girlfriend," he whispered to her as she started to close her eyes. "I don't ever want to let this feeling go."
"Of course, Finn," she said softly as they started to drift off in each other's arms. "I don't plan on letting go of this anytime soon."
Merci mille fois, mes amis
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