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"I finally asked you to dance on the last slow song, beneath that moon that was really a disco ball. I can still feel my head on your shoulder, and hoping that song would never be over...For me you'll always be eighteen and beautiful, and dancing away with my heart."
-from 'Dancing away with my Heart'
"How do I look? Do I look okay?"
"Rachel you look-"
"I look like a slut don't I? Do I look like I'm trying too hard?" she ranted, tugging down on the hem of her shorts in the mirror. "Wait, this is a Frat party, everyone will look like a slut right? No, I don't want to look like a slut...do I? God, why is this so frustrating!" Rachel groaned, throwing herself backwards on Brittany's bed.
"Rachel, you're making Lord Tubbington nervous" Brittany scolded, cuddling the over-sized cat close to her. "You look super hot."
"I don't know if I want to look super hot" she whined, lifting herself up on her elbows. "I mean, I do, but I don't just want to look hot you know? I want to be, different, beautiful. I want to stand out, but in a good way."
"I think you're beautiful. Santana and me wouldn't try to get ugly people to join in our lady kisses, so you can trust me. You're beautiful, and you have a super rocking body, and you smell really nice. If Finn doesn't know all that by now then he's an idiot. I say that with all the kindness in the world, I don't believe in bullying. And you aren't a slut, that's obvious to anyone who pays the least bit of attention, you're actually kind of a prude."
"What?"
"All the kindness in the world" Brittany continued, walking over to Rachel and reaching out a hand to lift her up.
She relented, letting the girl lift her into a standing position. She couldn't resist grinning at the blonde's eager smile, she had good intentions. Also, Brittany was really all she had tonight. Santana couldn't make it to the party because of work, and there was no way Rachel was going alone. Sure, Finn and Puck would both be there, but she wasn't foolish enough to think they would stick by her the whole night. They were crossing into a Fraternity for crying out loud, she was slightly afraid of what she would see from the both of them when she got there. She was no stranger to the life they lived, the way they went through women, she felt like a bit of a masochist even coming considering her growing affections for Finn. But, he had invited her for a reason right? She had to go.
"You're sure I look okay?" she pressed, looking over her frame in the mirror. Brittany had gotten her into a tight fitting pair of jean shorts, a hot pink quarter sleeve top with a diving neck, and cute strappy sandals. It wasn't exactly a far cry from last weekend, they had picked out the clothes and shoes, done their make up and hair, but this time there was no alcohol involved. Rachel was sure she would never forget the hangover that she had suffered through the last time, she had no intentions of repeating that.
"I'm positive" Brittany assured her, giving her a slap to the behind. "You really do like this guy don't you?"
"Is it that obvious?" she asked, toying with her hands to avoid eye contact. She hadn't talked much about her feelings with her friends, mostly because she knew Santana would never let her hear the end of it. Brittany though, wasn't as bad.
"You usually do a good job of hiding it."
"Thanks. It's...complicated."
"Do you think he likes you back?"
"I have no idea" Rachel sighed, offering her friend a small smile. "We're going to be late, shall we?" she asked, curling her arm through her friends, making their way out of the small dorm room.
Rachel walked up to the front door of McKinley's, a small night club about fifteen minutes from the campus. She could already tell from the small group of boys standing around the entrance, shamelessly undressing them with their eyes that this was going to be an interesting night. Wordlessly she linked pinkies with Brittany, avoiding giving any attention to the boys as they walked inside.
The small building was a restaurant during the day, a nice one, but you couldn't really tell it now. Rachel looked past the swarmed bar to see a small waterfall at the very back of the crowded dance floor, beside the DJ station. Off to the side was a spiral staircase, leading up to a second floor, looking up she could see that it too was crowded with people, dancing and making out everywhere she could see.
The most dominant detail in the room though, was the color scheme. Everywhere she looked, she saw black and white. Those must be the Fraternity colors or something. Should she have worn black and white in support? She didn't get that memo. She looked around her, spotting girls in multicolored dresses and skirts (much more provocative than what she was wearing too) and didn't feel quite as bad. She wondered if she had worn something like the 'barely covering her vag' dress like the blonde across from her, that Finn would flock to her then.
She turned her head from the woman, scanning the room for either one of her friends, coming up unsuccessful. Rachel wasn't really surprised, the place was packed out even worse than the party she had been too last, but she still felt a bit deflated. She wanted to see Finn dangitt.
"Let's dance" Brittany called over the music, leading Rachel by the hand onto the floor.
"Don't you want to um, get someone to buy you a drink or something?" she tried, knowing that if there was one place she wasn't going to find Finn, it was on the dance floor. He hated to dance, he'd spent a good deal of time complaining to Puck and herself that the party was a dance party and not an orgy. She hoped he'd been joking about that.
Of course, none of this mattered to Brittany. She continued to tug Rachel until they found a spot on the floor. Immediately the blonde girl started to move her body to the song, jumping in like she had been present on the dance floor for hours. She couldn't ignore the enthusiasm from her friend and quickly got swept up into the dance with her, resting her arms on Brittany's shoulders as they swayed and rocked together.
They had only been dancing for two songs when Rachel felt eyes boring into her. It wasn't exactly logical, feeling someone watching you, and it made even less sense how as soon as she felt it she knew exactly who the gaze belonged to. She turned her head to the left, and smiled wide as she finally spotted him.
Finn was standing a few feet from the bar dressed in a pair of black slacks, a plain black button up shirt, and a bright white tie. It was odd to see him so well put together, he looked almost, dashing. He held a beer bottle in his hand, bringing it to his lips swiftly as he stared at her. He hadn't met her eyes yet, he was clearly focused on the way that her body was moving. She grinned to herself as she realized that he had never seen this side of her before. Well, she was nothing if not an entertainer, so she was coming to learn.
She averted her eyes from him, turning back to Brittany with a smirk. The girl gave her a questioning look until Rachel finally mouthed I found him. Nodding, she immediately smiled back. Rachel reached up to thread her fingers through her hair as she moved, putting on a show for him from where he stood. She could still feel his gaze on her, if anything it felt even stronger and pushed her on. The song soon changed to a fast one with a strong beat that she heard coming from Brittany's room often. She dropped down quickly, rolling her body back up in time to the music, to find an impressed Brittany. Both girls giggled, linking hands and moving together to the song until Rachel chanced a look up, finding Finn, still not having moved from his spot. This time he met eyes with her, his eyes smoldering at her even from the distance. The mouth watering smile lifted up his face as he continued to stare at her.
She had caught him staring, and he wasn't even trying to hide it. Yes!
She didn't turn either, deciding that if he felt bold enough to maintain the connection then she should as well. She almost stopped breathing as he tossed his bottle in the trash can, making his way toward her. She tried to stop the smile from taking over her whole face, that wouldn't be smooth at all. Knowing she was going to fail, she looked over at Brittany.
"Hey ladies" he said, capturing her attention yet again, his smile still perfectly in place.
"Finn? Is that you?" she asked, giving him an exaggerated once over. "You clean up nice."
"Well you know, I try." He stuck his chin up, giving himself an air of obnoxiousness, making her giggle.
"Bighead. Why aren't you dancing?" she asked, knowing the answer but dying to keep up the conversation.
"You know I don't dance. But apparently you do...you two are killing it out here" he said, subtly raking his eyes over her still rocking hips, not even looking at Brittany. Good boy.
"It's fun, you should give it a try" she suggested, turning to 'back it up on him' playfully. He laughed as she bumped her hips back into him, but not joining in.
"I think I'll just keep watching."
She shrugged, trying not to be put down by his lack of cooperation. "Suit yourself" she called, turning instead to roll her hips back into Brittany. She watched him out of the corner of her eye as they moved together, watching him watching them. Soon, she started to notice the eyes around them, watching them. They really must be doing something right, the longer they continued, the larger their audience seemed to grow.
Eventually, and honestly she was surprised it had taken so long, two of the boys approached them. They had every intention of making a Britchel sandwich as they closed around the two girls, trying to include themselves in their dance. The girls shook their heads no, signaling that they didn't want any extra partners, and she thought she saw Finn smile. It worked on the first two, but the boys just kept coming, hoping they would be the lucky ones to get to join them. She smiled over her shoulder at Finn as the next boys walked away, not missing the tight set of his jaw.
As the next song started, the next two guys started to approach them. Before she could even paste on her 'sorry, no thanks' smile, she turned to find Finn behind her, nodding at the boys as he stepped in to block them. She choked out a half laugh, half gasp as she felt him place his hands at her hips, still not moving his body.
"I figured I should help, they're never going to stop" he said in way of explanation, rubbing the back of his neck. It was a nervous tick she had never noticed, Finn was never nervous. He positioned himself comfortably between the two girls, effectively making a Finn sandwich out of himself.
Rachel was too shocked to say anything, so she simply nodded, noting Brittany's wink. She laughed out loud as his eyebrows shot into his forehead, the result of Brittany grinding behind him. "Booty work, make that booty work!" she called into his ear, quoting the song as she placed her hands at his sides, helping him to move. His face was so red, Rachel couldn't help the giggle that escaped her lips, covering her hand with her mouth as she turned her head.
"That means you too" he breathed into her ear, sending goosebumps down her skin as he tightened his hands on her hips. She in turn reached behind her, placing her hands over Brittany's on his sides as to keep track of the rhythm as they all danced (or what would have to pass as dancing for him).
The people around them, not dancing, didn't try to hide their jealousy as they watched him dancing between them. She smiled, content with the fact that his hands remained anchored on her, never once reaching back to hold Brittany. It made her feel special, knowing that he had come to dance with her when it was something he never did. True, he wasn't only dancing with her, but still, it was something. She hadn't even noticed him eyeballing the other scantily clad girls at the party, though they had certainly been noticing him. He appeared to only have eyes for her, and whether that was him being a good friend, or something else, she intended to make the most of it.
She turned herself around in his arms, looping her arms around his neck as she faced him. "Hi" she said, straddling his thigh between her legs as she ground herself against him. "Having fun?" she asked nonchalantly, reaching out to play with his tie. He only nodded, and she smiled smugly to herself as she watched him gulp. This night was definitely a success so far. "And you said you don't dance" she said playfully, still twisting the white tie between her fingers as she felt his hands slip a little farther, grazing the top of her behind.
"I don't, who knew I would be so good" he joked, rocking his hips from side to side in a safe rhythm. They danced for what seemed like hours, but at the same time didn't feel long enough at all. He stayed glued to her the entire time, as did the wide smile on her face. She giggled when he tried to switch things up and throw his own rhythm into the dance, or playfully thrust against her hips with a funny face. It was so comfortable being with him like this, feeling his arms around her, it felt like home. Suddenly the song changed, a slower, more sensual song taking its place.
"Oh this is my stripper song!" Brittany cheered. Rachel saw her friend wink over Finn's shoulder at her before she gripped Finn's shoulders tightly and smacked his behind. His eyes went wide before her, and she looked over at Brittany again in a panic. She wasn't supposed to be doing this, he was her crush, she was supposed to be the one making moves! Brittany squinted her eyes at Rachel, nodding her head in a 'get to work' motion. "Don't you just love this song Rachel?"
Oh. Brittany was a genius.
She nodded excitedly, winking at Finn as she moved herself against him. "You're always teaching me things, allow me to show you my skills" she said, spinning in his arms, dropping down and sliding herself up his front as seductively as possible. She rolled her hips against his groin, holding his hands over her waist as she continued to dance and press against him. He had given up even moving this time as both girls moved in different rhythms around him, opting to just enjoy the feeling. Hopefully enjoy the feeling of her. She reached up behind her on a whim of bravery, wrapping one of her arms around his neck as she ground harder against him. Her breath caught in her throat as she realized for one that Brittany was no longer dancing with them, but now standing back watching, and two; just how little of a barrier those slacks were between she and Finn. She didn't want to be a perv, like he always called her, but she was pretty sure that was Little Finn, well maybe not little, she was now grinding against. She blinked, using her other hand to pull his hips closer to her, trying to make sure without letting him know what she was up to, and sure enough, she felt it.
He was hard, for her.
She couldn't stop the proud smile that stretched her face as she poured even more of herself into her seduction of him. She wondered if he even realized he was hard, or if it was just his body's natural reaction to their dancing. She could imagine that it would be a bit of a turn on to be sandwiched between two attractive young women to begin with, but for some reason she felt like that wasn't just it. The chemistry danced between them, connecting them somehow, it scared and comforted her at the same time how strong it was. His breath fanned across her collarbone, his arm tightening around her middle as she danced against him, the air crackling around them. Just as she turned around to, well, she wasn't really sure what, he released her, wiping his sweaty palms on his pants.
"I um, need another drink, do you want anything?" She shook her head no, breathless. "Right, I'll be right back" he nodded, taking a step away from her. She felt her face fall until he turned back with a small grin, "don't let anyone take my spot."
She tried to control her excitement until he turned, immediately spinning to face a beaming Brittany. "I think he likes you" Brittany sang, grasping Rachel's shoulders. "He's a horrible dancer, we need to work on that, but I think we hid him pretty well" she continued, making Rachel roll her eyes.
"Do you really think he does? Britt, I could feel-" she said, being interrupted as she was lifted into the air by the waist. She couldn't see who was behind her, but she knew it wasn't Finn, she could see him at the bar. She didn't panic either though, because Brittany didn't look worried. She did however, when she felt herself and her captor start to fall backwards. She was helpless to the fall as it happened, but luckily the person behind her cushioned the fall.
As she pulled herself up, she heard a familiar laugh rumbling beside her and turned to find Puck. He was laughing uncontrollably, dressed in exactly the same attire as Finn, but with a lipstick stained collar, and glazed over eyes. He was definitely wasted.
"Rachel! You didn't have to tackle me, I just wanted a hug" he laughed, accepting her hand as she helped him up.
"How much have you had to drink" she asked, trying to hold him steady as he swayed in place. Is this what she had been like last weekend? God, this was embarrassing.
"Free pitchers for new brothers" he recited, hiccuping slightly.
"Of course. Did you drive here?" He shook his head, pointing behind her. She turned to follow his gaze, finding Finn returning to them.
"He's shitfaced isn't he?" he asked with a smirk, shaking his head at his best friend.
"I feel good man. The night's still young, let's party and get laid" he cheered, pumping his fist in the air. Rachel's stomach clenched at his words, she hadn't really thought about what would happen when the party was over. Finn might very well have plans for after, she knew that he wasn't going home with her or anything. Her smile faltered as the thoughts caught up to her.
"The only laid you're getting, is laid in your bed with some Aleve at the apartment" Finn replied, reaching out to take his friends elbow. He turned to Rachel, an apology in his eyes. "I should probably get him home" he said, holding Puck in place by the elbow as he tried to reach a pretty red head dancing a few feet away.
Rachel nodded, looking down at her watch. "It's getting late anyway, the party is probably about to end, it's almost two."
"Right, shit, I didn't even realize. Time just flew didn't it" he said, his eyes boring down into hers as he spoke. "Well, um, I guess I'll see you tomorrow, or Monday or something" he finished, giving her his trademark smile as he turned away.
"I had a good time" she blurted, taking a step closer to him. "Thank you for inviting me, and dancing with me." She took a deep breath and leaned forward, gripping his wrist as she stretched on her tiptoes to press a kiss to his cheek.
"Anytime" he said lowly, his eyes sparkling at her as she pulled back and gave his hand a squeeze.
"Are you sure you're okay to drive?"
Finn rolled his eyes and nodded at her. "Yes mom."
"Good. You take good care of him, get him home, the both of you" she lectured, a little more seriousness in her directions than he probably realized. She wanted to add 'alone' but she figured that would be pushing it.
"Ma'am yes ma'am" he mock saluted, gripping Puck's arm and turning to leave finally. "Goodnight Rachel" he called as he walked away.
Rachel smiled as she watched him retreat, she found herself doing that a lot. He always left her wanting more. She rolled her eyes at the cliche and turned back to her amazingly silent friend, grinning from ear to ear.
"He definitely likes you."
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