*Chapter 9*: I Want It All
Original AN: This is a fluffy, flirty little chapter with a little bit of spicy hijinks thrown in. I felt like lightening the mood for a bit after the intense intimacy in the last chapter.
By the way, please, please check out the 2 part companion piece I'm writing for this story. It's called "I Am Finn Hudson, Clueless Male (Part 1)" told entirely from Finn's perspective. It is rated M for minor language and some smut. Curious to know what you think- should I continue?
Last Chapter Recap: Finn and Rachel make transcendent love after getting wet in a sudden rainstorm.
My AN: Next Chapter. My Hubby is back on his late schedule so I should be able to update this more often. Thanks for the read and reviews
And for the reviewer who said they shouldn't have gotten together so soon. You must not have read the first few chapters. Finn and Rachel were still together and still engaged when Rachel went to NYC. Finn stayed in Lima and one day decided to join the Army without discussing it with our tiny diva. Rachel was pissed off he would make such a major decision without at least a conversation. The season three ending on the show did not happen in this fiction.
Rachel was ignoring Finn's attempts to contact her while he was in Georgia because she was angry not because they weren't together. Make Sense?
Honor their Tether! Remember the Drummer!
I Want It All
As I squinted at the semi-early morning light streaming through my window next to my bed I decided, it was official. Sex with Finn was like a box of chocolates. Once I had a little taste I had to have the whole box. We made love three times the previous night (if you didn't count the other activities we got up to) and I was pretty sure the box was still mostly full. Lucky me.
I reached behind my back and carefully laid my fingers on Finn's bare hip just to make sure it hadn't been a brilliant wonderful dream. Yes, he was still there. How awesome was that! Well, I'd let him sleep a bit more before I disturbed his slumber. To be at his best a man needed his rest once in a while. I must be grinning like a fool. Last night had been well... orgasmic. We seemed so much more in sync with each other. It's like we had suddenly gotten better at relating on a sexual level. The things that man could do with his hands and mouth- Oh, my. I felt a twinge between my thighs just thinking about it.
I very briefly debated about getting up but it felt so good just lying there with Finn's warm muscular body at my back. He had his arm thrown over my waist, his breath softly brushing against my neck as he inhaled and exhaled in his sleep... Geez! The man could get me wound up even while he was asleep! I had it bad. But then I had always had it bad- ever since the first time I saw him walking down the Junior Hall at McKinley- the big tall football player in his letter-man jacket. Little did I know then that he would become such a huge part of what was important in my life.
The only dark cloud on my sunny horizon was the fact that Finn would be leaving in 2 days going back to the Army and who knew where after that. We needed to have a frank talk about our long-term plans. It was so unlike me to not have a plan in place already. I just knew I loved Finn and he was the love of my life. I wanted us to be together and married eventually. He seemed to feel the same. Being in a long distance relationship would be very difficult. Kurt and Blaine seemed to be managing it but then Blaine wasn't in the Army.
Alright, Rachel Berry you are not going to let a little thing like a thousand miles get in the way of what you want. You and Finn will find a way to make this work. He got leave didn't he? You could always go visit him where ever he was. He had said he would most likely be in the US. You will ignore the sharp toothy fear at the thought of him having to go someplace dangerous or overseas or both. You will deal with this. My mental pep talk was suddenly interrupted when I realized someone was errm...awake. Heavens, the boy was like the Energizer Bunny.
"Good morning, babe." came a deep husky murmur in my ear. I could feel his lips there when he spoke. There I went- melting again. Oye Vey! This spooning thing was awesome! Rotating my neck to look back at him I smiled brightly. His eyes crinkled as he smiled in return with a little sexy beard stubble on his jaw.
"Hi- sleep well?" I asked. My voice a little raspy as I angled my head backwards and placed a sweet kiss on his lips.
"Yes, among other things..." Finn's look could only be described as the cat that ate the canary- wicked, wicked Finn. His hands started roaming over my bare skin under the covers. Oh...mailman! Now he had gotten me in the habit of doing that but honestly...Oh, what the heck?
I started to turn around to face him but he stopped me by moving closer behind me nipping a kiss on the back of my neck and gently placing a large hand on my hip, "No, Rach, this way...," and he proceeded to fondle me at my center. His large fingers circling my clit.
He enter another into my wet warm channel. "Mmm!" We both moaned together. Realizing I was more than ready for him, he lifted my leg entering me from behind.
"Oh, Finn!" I purred whilst he continued to thrust slowly, thoroughly in and out of my center. Delicious ectasy was created. With a final few thrust Finn and I both hit our peaks falling down into paradise.
We lay there after trying to regain our breaths. Finn pulled me close "It feels wrong with you over there." I giggle at him throwing my leg over his torso to straddle him to do it all again.
Much later...
Well, now that I was a boneless mass with Finn curled partially beneath me... "Truly not sure I can move to get up now." I sighed theatrically.
"Then don't." he answered on his back, eyes closed with his arm tucked behind his head. His new and improved bicep bulging forth.
Look away from the hot man, Rachel Berry! I really had to get firm with myself if we were ever going to get out of this bed.
Finn's stomach chose that moment to rumble and I giggled.
"Woman go get me some grub." he quipped in his best authoritative voice (not very) "You're starving me to death."
We both burst out laughing. "Well" I moved to lay on his chest looking down at him "I can't have my man starving can I?" I planted slow sultry kisses along his scratchy jaw. The slight abrasiveness made my kiss-swollen sensitive lips tingle.
Okay, now really step away from the hot man, Rachel Berry! My internal voice was really being a kill joy. Sighing deeply I moved to get up. Finn let out a whiny groan and wasn't inclined to remove his arms from around me. But I did finally reach an upright position next to the bed.
"Finn, we have exactly 45 minutes before we have to meet your brother for brunch. You need food so it's a win-win," I pulled back the covers- big mistake. Faster than I could blink Finn was standing up next to me. The Army training must have helped his reflexes because I didn't see what was coming next either. He scooped me up one arm under my shoulders the other behind my knees and started striding out of my room.
"Rachel Berry, I think you need a shower you're a dirty gir..." Finn froze in the doorway of my room the expression on his face one of shocked horror.
"Ay, dios mio! My retinas are burning! Burning!" came the irate voice of my roommate. Santana was back...early. A naked Finn was holding a naked me in front of shocked Santana. I didn't know it was even possible that I could shock Santana! Oh, this was awkward. Worse than awkward. I think I had a permanent blush now.
After Finn very quickly backed into my room and I shut the door he put me down. I began pacing in the small space. "This is awful. Although, when Brittany came up last month, I got more than eyeful myself let me tell you, but Finn...I'm not like that. I have an image to protect. I need to go apologize at once." I started for the door.
"Err...babe..." Finn paused in pulling on his t-shirt.
"What Finn?" I said my voice several octaves higher in irritation
"You might want to put on some clothes first." he said sheepishly gesturing to my state of undress.
Glaring at him I stomped over and pulled on the first thing I could find an old chenille robe with pastel ice cream cones all over it. Finn shot my robe a strange look mumbling something about best ice cream ever as I glared at him and exited my room with a flourish.
"The Rachel Berry Storm Out. Classic." I heard him say.
If I weren't so anxious to apologize to my roommate I would have walked back in and really let him have it. Instead, I straightened my shoulders and corrected my posture looking around the open living room/kitchen area for Santana. She was in the kitchen stalking around muttering in Spanish with the occasional dramatic hand gesture at the sky.
"Santana, I am so sorry. What you must think... It won't happen again."
"I know exactly what I think." she paused for dramatic effect crossing her arms over her chest. "You and Buzz Lightyear were NAKED Berry! Not that I haven't seen it all before but inform Buzz that clothing is NOT optional in the public areas of this apartment. What am I supposed to tell my future unborn children that come out with white hair because I'm so traumatized? And who the hell drank all the milk?"
I walked in what I hoped was a humble way over to stand next to her. "We'll get some milk after we go to brunch with Kurt, if that's okay. In fact, would you like to join us? We're meeting at that new place with the really good tofu blintzes."
"Rachel, I have seen enough of you and Beetle Bailey to last me a l-o-n-g time." Santana replied but then she smiled and chuckled. "Although, and if you tell him this, I will deny it to my dying breath, the Army has really whipped that sack of potatoes into some kind of good shape. I'm just saying." She shrugged philosophically.
"I know right..." I giggled, just couldn't help myself.
Santana snorted "Just bring me some 1% when you come back, chica."
It's surprising how fast one can get ready when one feels really bad for parading around naked with one's naked boyfriend in front of one's roommate and really just wants to get out of said roommate's hair. Fastest. Shower. Ever.
Finn and I took turns in the bathroom and were ready in record time. Santana lurked in her bedroom during all this and at one point I heard "Peacock" by Katy Perry blaring on repeat. Finn's eyes went huge after he heard one verse and he ran for the door red-faced saying something about getting us a cab. I didn't have the heart to tell him we were walking to meet Kurt for brunch. At least my roommate had a sense of humor.
Kurt was striking a dashing pose at a table by the window as we entered the quaint little place in the East Village where we were having brunch.
"Only ten minutes late." Kurt teased. "I thought I'd be waiting all morning for you two. Especially after Santana texted about her full-frontal greeting this morning."
"What?" I screeched at the same time Finn said "At least she didn't get pictures." I felt positively sick at the thought.
After we ordered Kurt immediately started in on Finn about a shopping expedition for new clothing as I mediated, or at least tried to mediate.
"Most of the stuff I have still fits." Finn said defensively. "And besides, I'm in ACU's most of the time anyway."
At this Kurt rolled his eyes and looked in askance at Finn's current attire (faded polo shirt that was straining a little across the chest and khaki's) as though it were a polyester leisure suit from the 1970's. Actually, Kurt would have preferred the leisure suit.
"Finn,"Kurt began. "We all know that you are not known for your, eh, fashion forward thinking. Let me put it bluntly. You dress like a four-year-old who has raided his 2-year-old younger brother's closet."
Well, that was blunt alright. I shifted uncomfortably in my chair. "Kurt!" I started a little warningly. "Though, I think we'll all agree, that wardrobe updates from time to time are important, Finn's style..."
"Or lack thereof." Kurt interrupted as Finn glared at him.
Grant me patience- starting again. "Finn's style has always been conservative and based on comfort. I don't think we should try to drastically change that. His lack of artifice is one of the things I've always found so charming about him."
At this Finn leaned over and kissed me softly his eyes twinkling. We must have been enjoying ourselves a little too much because next thing I knew Kurt was clearing his throat and saying sharply. "Rachel...Rachel" Finn and I reluctantly sat back in our respective chairs and focused our attention on the slightly ruffled fashionista across from us. "Seaside cottages circa 1950 and baby ducklings are 'charming.' Men's fashion, however, is not."
At that emphatic statement Finn and I looked at each other and silently agreed no point in fighting a battle we couldn't win. Might as well make the best of it.
"Well, I suppose I could use a few things..." Finn began resignedly.
At this you would have thought it was Christmas, Mardi Gras, and Fashion Week rolled into one, as Kurt leapt to his feet clapping excitedly drawing the attention of our fellow diners as he exclaimed. "Yay! I've been wanting to do this for years though it's a shame you have no hair left to speak of... Oh, well, can't have it all."
As Kurt sat rattling off department store and boutique names Finn's eyes sort of glazed over so I took pity on him." Kurt, maybe just pick a couple of key stores for today..."
"True, Rome wasn't built in a day." he agreed. "I think we'll start with the basics. Bergdorf's, maybe.''
"Or we could go to Barney's...get some ideas..." I started. I was having visions of Finn spending his entire month's salary on a John Varvatos jacket.
"Oh no, Ms Berry, this is a brothers only outing. No girlfriend/fiances allowed." Kurt smiled smugly. "Besides, don't you trust me? Can't I borrow your man for a couple of hours. I promise you'll be happy with the results."
This had train wreck written all over it. I glanced over at Finn who looked a little frightened.
"Well, I don't know." I said frantically trying to think of a way out of this for Finn.
"Didn't you have some work you needed to do for your History of Theatre class tomorrow..." Kurt prodded.
At this Finn straightened his shoulders and I knew that look. It was the Man-up, Hudson look. My brave, brave, naive boy. "Rach, you go on, we'll be fine. I don't want to get in the way of your school work."
"If you're sure..." I said looking at him a little guiltily. "I could get my project done now, so we can have all evening together." I was bailing on him, so shoot me. "Now, don't let Kurt bully you into buying something posh that you don't need or won't wear."
Kurt overheard that. "Rachel you wound me. One can be fashionable on a budget. Look at me!" Gesturing to his elegantly casual attire with pride.
As we got up to leave the restaurant Finn shot me one of his crooked grins leaning down to me murmuring. "I have special plans for you tonight,and Kurt will actually be great for helping me out with them."
Now I was really intrigued. Raising myself up to kiss him goodbyeI flirtatiously replied. "If that's what you want, Mr. Hudson."
"Oh, Ms Berry." he said in a low voice that sent shivers down my spine, "I want it all."
Original FN: Hmmm... what "special plans" could Finn have in mind? Will he survive a shopping trip with Kurt? Reviews would be great!
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