I'm taking something of a cop-out here since this is just a silly drabble from Tumblr. But I think it's something that Chef!Finn would do... and it gets me out of writing my own version of the whole Finchel-first-time thing. (Cop-outs everywhere!) So yeah, spoilers/spec for 3x5 "The First Time."

Oh, and because what follows is a response to an anonymous prompt that just said "ribbed condoms", it's rated T for sexual themes but no graphic depictions of actual sex.


Finn walked with an extra spring in his step these days.

At one time he was so worried that losing his virginity to Santana would haunt him for the rest of his life and, like, taint every sexual experience he had from there on out. But having sex with Santana had only been about having sex - doing it just to get the thing out of the way.

Having sex with Rachel, on the other hand, was about having sex with Rachel. It was, like, a lifestyle. Taking that step in their relationship had brought them infinitely closer together, and it made him feel so complete and full and other semi-girly emotions he'd never admit to out loud. Their first time had been a little awkward, physically, since he wasn't totally set on how the mechanics were supposed to go from the girl's end and Rachel was shy about expressing her needs. But they were learning together, and each time after that she'd moaned a little louder and clung to him a little more tightly than the time before, which he took to be a good sign.

Granted they were high school kids living under the guise of some fairly involved and somewhat strict parents, so they had only a handful of opportunities to do it through the fall of their senior year. When mid-December arrived, Finn wanted to make sure he did something special for Rachel's birthday.

After doing a little research online one afternoon he drove to a drug store in a neighboring town, just to decrease the chance of running into anyone he knew. He casually looked around the store until he was satisfied that the coast was clear. Then he strode down the contraceptives aisle, unable to shake off a sense of pride.

'Yep,' his confident smile said, 'I am a dude who has regular sex. With a totally hot and awesome chick.'

Finn had never actually purchased condoms before, since Ms. Holliday gave some out in sex ed class towards the end of junior year. Also, a week or so prior, Puck slipped him one after practice when he got a text from Rachel saying that her dads were working late and she was home alone for the next several hours. (His mohawked friend made some remark about helping out his favorite T-Rex and fellow Jew, which Finn ignored since, hello, he was about to have sex.)

But those condoms had been kinda boring and ordinary, and he'd heard that there were other kinds to make things more… interesting. It was worth the trip and the money to make sure Rachel enjoyed herself as much as he did.

He thoughtfully browsed the selection on the shelf before his eyes settled on a particular box.

'Ribbed for his AND her pleasure.'

Yep, that'll work, he thought.

He deftly grabbed the box and paid for it, nodding at the knowing raised eyebrow from the cashier dude who was probably a few years older than him.

Then he drove all the way back to Lima with the same dopey 'I have sex' grin on his face.


I thank you for your time.

If I write drabbles like this they often wind up here anyway, but you should still follow me (ja9toextremes) on Tumblr. :-)