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Just a fair warning: This chapter is a little...citrusy? If that's the term. I've never written something like this before, so it was a challenge for me. I didn't want to lose the tone of the story, so I hope that I kept the balance just right. Eeek, I feel just as vulnerable as Finn and Rachel!

Anyways, I hope you like it! Thanks again for reading!

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Glee or the characters. If I did, there would be more sexytimes like LAV in the Madonna episode. ;)

CHAPTER 10: Intoxication

Rachel felt herself let out a hearty laugh at Finn as she polished off her third glass of Merlot. She knew she was a lightweight and that she probably should have stopped, but she signaled Merissa for another instead.

"No," she said putting down her glass in between laughs. "Do you remember when you bought that stupid cable package for the bedroom?"

"What!" Finn feigned offense. "It wasn't stupid."

"Oh yes it was," Rachel laughed. "There is NO need for 1,000 channels. And if I remember correctly I specifically warned you that you couldn't wire the cable back there. However, you insisted on installing it yourself and after about two days of trying to fix it up in the RAIN, I finally convinced you to call the cable guy."

Finn laughed as he polished off his fourth beer. His head began to feel a little buzzed and his body was warm. He couldn't tell if it was the alcohol or the close proximity Rachel had suddenly been in. Either way, every cell in his body was mildly buzzing in the best possible way.

Merissa brought Rachel her fourth glass of wine and Finn his fifth beer. She smiled at the couple as she walked away.

"I shouldn't be doing this," Rachel laughed, running her finger along the glass.

"Oh live a little," Finn teased. He raised his bottle. "To having fun."

Rachel clinked her drink with his. "More like 'to getting drunk'," she laughed as she took a sip.

As she was swallowing her wine, she heard a voice come over a microphone.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we have a special treat for you tonight." Rachel looked over and noticed Merissa was speaking near the piano. She looked at Finn and Rachel's table and smiled. "Two guests of The Red Room are here to perform a duet."

"Woah no, tell me this isn't what I think it is," Rachel said.

"Oh, I believe it is," Finn replied. There was a mischievous sparkle in his eye.

"You totally planned this!" Rachel shouted. Finn laughed at the volume of her voice and her choice of words. Instead of responding though, he grabbed her hand and stood up.

"Finn, I don't think this is a good idea…"

"Come on Rach," he coaxed. "You've never been scared of a crowd before. Didn't you just perform an entire run of West Side Story in New York City?"

Rachel glared at him. He had her there.

"Fine," Rachel said, standing. "But only because I need the practice."

"Whatever you say," he laughed and they made their way towards the stage. Finn took two microphones from Merissa on their way up and handed one to Rachel.

"What are we singing?" She whispered. However, the tune of the piano starting answered her inquiry.

"I hate you," she scoffed and Finn laughed. She didn't have the opportunity to express how inappropriate she felt this was before he started singing into the microphone.

"Highway run into the midnight sun, wheels go round and round, you're on my mind…"

"Restless hearts, sleep alone tonight, sending all my love along the wire…"

Rachel and Finn began to harmonize as their duet came on. Rachel turned to look at him and connected her eyes with his.

"And they say the road ain't no place to start a family, right down the line it's been you and me…"

Rachel felt as though she was actually HEARING the lyrics for the first time. She disconnected her eyes from Finn's only to close them as she sang the next part in accordance with his sultry voice:

"And loving a music man ain't always what it's supposed to be…"

She opened her eyes and re-locked them with Finn's. The next part practically killed her as she let the words escape her throat.

"Oh boy, you stand by me. I'm forever yours, faithfully…"

Rachel couldn't really deny it any longer.

She was forever his.

. . .

Neither of them really could explain, nor remember, the rest of the time they had spent at The Red Room.

After they finished the song, which got a standing ovation, Rachel figured she must have had another glass and a half of Merlot before they decided to leave. Which meant that Finn must have had at least two more beers.

After calling a cab (neither of them was in a state to drive), they made their way back home. After fumbling with the keys for what seemed like twenty minutes, Rachel laughed and snatched them from Finn's hands.

"You're inebriated," she laughed as she went to put the key in the lock. She missed by about four inches and stabbed the side of the door. This made Finn roar with laughter.

"Oh yeah, and you're completely sober," he said.

"Shhh!" Rachel giggled, attempting to get the key in and failing again. "You'll wake the neighbors."

"I will not," Finn said defiantly. Rachel laughed, finally getting the key to meet the lock. She twisted it and opened the door.

Stumbling in, Rachel haphazardly stepped out of her heels. She threw the keys on the end table as Finn clumsily came in behind her.

"That only took ten years," Finn commented. Rachel let out a small laugh as she turned around, both of them standing in the foyer.

"Tonight was fun," Rachel said. "You were right. I needed that."

Finn's brain felt hazy as he focused on the petite girl in front of him. He absently took a step forward.

"I tend to be right every now and then," he smiled.

They stood there for what felt like an eternity. Rachel stared up at him almost expectantly, but when neither of them said anything, she cleared her throat.

"Well, I guess I'm going to go to bed then," she said. "We have the hearing tomorrow…"

Despite her words, Rachel's feet remained planted on the ground. Finn stared down her, and his eyes turned from amusement to warm determination. They stood there for another eternity, just looking up at each other. Finn was sure that she could probably hear his heart trying to bang its way out of his chest.

"You haven't moved," Finn stated softly after a few moments.

"You're blocking the hallway to my bedroom," Rachel breathed, not breaking eye contact.

Something in Finn's eyes shifted dramatically, changing from determination to full-on lust.

Finn bent down fast and crashed his lips with Rachel's.

Rachel didn't fight back. There was something different between this kiss than the one from the other night. To Rachel, it was like comparing fake-twinkle lights to the real stars in the sky. The kiss they were now sharing was like a celestial sphere.

She moved her arms to embrace his neck as she moved her mouth with eagerness over his. Rachel took in the softness of his full lips, and couldn't get enough. Raked with unbridled desire, she parted her lips slightly to give him more access. Noting the response, Finn picked her up swiftly in one move from the ground.

Rachel continued to kiss him with vigor as she hitched her legs around his waist. She poured every ounce of herself into his kiss, letting his tongue explore her mouth. She felt him begin take steps in the opposite direction from where she had originally been heading.

Rachel was unsure if it was the alcohol or the longing that Finn had been carrying, but he was exceedingly suave as he carried her to the other room.

Cautious not to be overly forceful, Finn placed Rachel on the bed as their lips remained in contact. She felt incredibly fragile—physically and emotionally—and Finn felt at any moment she could shatter.

Rachel hesitantly let her fingers hold onto his dress shirt as she kissed him back. Finn broke apart from her for a moment to stare down at her intimately.

"That is not your bedroom," he breathed, referring to her previous statement in the foyer. "THIS will always be your bedroom."

Any inhibition Rachel had dashed away at Finn's words. Tugging with vigor, Rachel took off both of his shirts and they both tossed them effortlessly to the floor. His belt came next, and soon everything was off in a pile next to the bed. Rachel felt him begin to push up her dress as they continued to kiss, and she knew that it was the one and only barrier left between them and complete vulnerability.

She ran her fingers along the smooth planes of his chest and she felt him shiver at her soft touch. At this satisfaction, she continued to smoothly trace every curve of his muscle as he continued to push up her dress further and further. Finally, allowing herself to fully submit to what was happening, Rachel helped him pull it off.

Finn lifted himself up from her lips as he took her in. She was still just as breathtaking as he remembered her.

"Nothing's changed, you're still just as beautiful," he commented lovingly. She smiled at him, and felt the breath she had been holding deflate from her chest. Soon, he could feel Rachel rubbing against him in the most erotic way. His eyes fluttered closed at the friction they were creating. Not being able to take much more, Finn entered her gently as to make sure she didn't break. Rachel responded generously as she swayed her hips, matching his movements with equal desire. She felt completely intoxicated not because of the alcohol, but on his presence.

As they made love, both Finn and Rachel recognized that this act was much more different from the other times. They continued through the better part of the night, and each time Finn felt as though his heart could burst into flames at any minute.

Meanwhile, Rachel felt connected to Finn in a way she never had before and as she came off her high for the last time, she felt something set right within her. She began to feel whole. She was no longer just a fragment of who she once was.

She was Rachel Berry again.

At this realization, Rachel fought back tears that were fighting to spill over her eyes. Instead, she cuddled into Finn's chest as he pulled her close to him, uncaring of anything else in the world. She fell asleep in Finn's arms, thinking that it was exactly where she belonged.

Eeek, hope you all liked it! However, there's still stuff we have to get through...hmm, like the hearing...wonder how that's going to go...

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PS: If you all haven't heard one, look up some piano covers of Faitfully on youtube. Some of them are really beautiful! I hadn't planned on making that the song they sang until I heard one, then I just had to. And that's how I pictured the music going when writing it. :)

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