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Disclaimer: If I owned Glee I would totally have Finn... and Puck... and Sam... wandering shirtless around the house!

Chapter 9: Where are Finn and Rachel?

It was three o'clock in the morning and Tina and Artie were dancing in the middle of the dance floor, while Puck and Quinn were just talking about trivial things like college and their lives when they were in high school.

Suddenly, the music stopped and Artie, hand to hand with Tina, came closer to them. At the same time, Mercedes and Kurt appeared.

"Hey guys!" Kurt greeted "Do you know where Finn and Rachel are?"

The others, except Mercedes, shared confused looks.

"Actually," started Artie "I haven't seen them in a while." Tina nodded "Tina and I will look for them at the hotel, okay?"

Mercedes and Quinn noticed that Tina was blushing. They were so not looking for Rachel and Finn!

They left and Kurt commented.

"Those two were in a massive make-out session at the dance floor."

"Really? Wheels is having that much action?" asked Puck.

"If by Wheels you mean Artie, then yes. I think the DJ stopped the music because it was starting to get uncomfortable and also disgusting to other people."

They laughed and then Mercedes asked Kurt to dance again. Minutes later, Puck received a text message from Artie saying that Finn wasn't on their room and that the door would be probably locked when he get there. So, Puck would have to find another place to sleep. He really wouldn't mind to sleep in the same room as the blonde next to him. He shook the thought from his head. For now.

"Hey Quinn… Finn is not at the hotel." she was holding her phone as well.

"Tina says that Rachel isn't there either."

-X-X-X-X-

Their lips were glued and their tongues battled like they had lives of their own. They remembered how it used to feel good kissing like that, but it wasn't as good as the real deal.

Then the elevator stopped at the 3rd floor and Finn broke the kiss, grabbing Rachel's hand and pulling her towards his room. When they got there, Rachel looked around and then at him, confusion splashed in her eyes.

"Why do you have three beds in your room?"

He scratched the back of his head.

"I thought I told you that I sleep with Puck and Artie. I mean, in the same room, not actually together." Rachel giggled. How he missed that sound! She grabbed his shirt, pulling him for another kiss. He, hesitantly, kissed her back.

"Rach, they can come in here at any second." he said, without taking his lips away from hers.

"I know…" she whispered huskily "and I have the solution. Follow me."

He closed the door behind him and obliged her. They waited for the elevator again and as soon as it opened its doors, Rachel hit the 7th floor button.

-X-X-X-X-

"Did you hear that?"

"What, babe?" he was kissing her neck, while the shower water was hitting them.

"Artie, can you stop for a moment? I think I heard something from the bedroom."

With that said, Tina left the shower and grabbed a towel. It hadn't passed two minutes and she was back into the water.

"Everything was normal. I think I drank more than I thought." Artie smiled at her and she smiled back "So, where were we?"

-X-X-X-X-

Quinn was thinking the night slightly boring. She wished Puck was easier to read. She had caught him sneaking glances at her, but he still hadn't made a move. She could do it herself, but the last time she made the first move, things ended pretty bad to her.

She sighed heavily, involuntarily.

"Are you bored?" she looked up at Puck, thinking about the answer and its possible implications.

"Yes, a little." she finally answered.

Puck locked eyes with her and was almost burning her entire soul with his piercing stare.

"I am too."

She stared at him for a while, until she heard his voice again.

"Do you want to leave?"

"Sure." Quinn muttered "Let me just go ask Mercedes or Kurt if they want to leave with us."

Minutes later, and Puck actually prayed for that to happen, she came back alone.

"They say they'll stay a little longer, so I guess it's just us."

"Great!" Puck grinned happily at her.

During their walk back to the hotel, they barely talked. Quinn decided to break the silence and also decided that it was not making a move.

"Do you think Rachel is with Finn right now?"

From the corner of her eye, she could swear he was smiling proudly.

"I'm pretty sure they're together, don't worry."

-X-X-X-X-

As soon as the elevator stopped, Finn and Rachel rushed themselves across the hallway until they faced her room's door. She took the key from her tiny purse and they got finally in.

"I thought we would grow old before you could open the damn door." Finn barely let her lock the door from the inside, capturing her lips hungrily and grasping her hips. He lifted her up and her legs wrapped around his waist, pushing up the already short dress she was wearing, a little above the mid thigh.

Suddenly, he broke the kiss and asked.

"Do you have your own room?"

Rachel chuckled, amused, and instead of answering, she searched for the hem of his shirt and pulled it off. Then she trailed kisses along his jaw and neck.

They were near the bed already, but Finn pinned her against the wall, sustaining her weight with one hand. The other hand was unbuttoning the dress. Once the job was done, the dress was quickly thrown into the floor. Without Finn even noticed, Rachel managed to unbuckle his belt and unzip his jeans.

Now they were almost skin to skin. The only thing between them was the lacy fabric of Rachel's panties and his own underwear. He was so hard he had to focus on something else. Her boobs. Well, actually, that didn't help either, but he unclasped her bra anyway, tossing it into the floor, next to where his jeans were lying, and started to play with her nipple.

Rachel moaned and gasped when he leaned down and his tongue moved in circles around the already hard nipple. Occasionally, she felt this sort of burns, wherever his hands trailed patterns, paths or simply staying in one of her sides or hips. Well, wherever he touched her, she felt that burning sensation. Not a bad one. Actually, anytime it happened, it raced up her hear.

She began to grind against his bulge and Finn had to think about the mailman for the first time in years. Even more when he heard what she said next.

"Finn, I want you… Now." it was the sexiest thing ever. He quickly moved her to the bed. There was no time for foreplay.

-X-X-X-X-

Quinn scoffed, a little annoyed.

"You say that because it isn't you who babysits drunk Rachel, or hangover Rachel, or heartbroken Rachel."

"What are you talking about?"

Quinn crossed her arms tightly, shivering. It was really cold outside. And she might or might not be a little pissed.

"Well, if they're together, it's just a matter of time until they have sex, which will break her heart when she gets back to New York."

To her surprise, Puck just laughed. And then put an arm around her shoulders. Warmth spread through her body and she shivered from the sudden change of temperature. He tightened his grip and rubbed her arm gently, to keep her warm.

"You know he will be miserable as well, don't you?" she shook her head slightly "Because he will. You didn't see him like I did, back in high school when they broke up for real. It was really sad to even look at him. And about the sex…" he paused dramatically "it won't last very long!"

Then, he burst out laughing again.

-X-X-X-X-

"God, Rachel, you're still so amazingly beautiful. This won't last very long." she was lying on her back and positioned on top of her. She kissed him deeply.

"I don't care, Finn. As long as it's you, I don't care." Rachel whispered into the kiss.

He positioned his tip at her entrance and pushed in. Rachel gasped and he closed his eyes. He had to focus ten times harder on the mailman since ever. It was so good to feel her around him, that it was really hard not to lose it right then.

Rachel moved beneath him and moaned. She remembered the feeling of having him inside her, but those memories didn't make justice to what she was feeling tight then. Not even a little bit.

-X-X-X-X-

Quinn frowned to what Puck said.

"Why do you say stuff like that? It's unpleasant."

He chuckled and she tried to escape his embrace. However, he tightened the grip even more.

"Relax, I'm not making fun of you" he smiled at her, reassuring. "Or him, for what matters. It's just… it's been a while for Finn."

"Are you trying to tell me he didn't have any girlfriends since Rachel? Because I'm not buying it."

"No, he had had girlfriends. Well, he went to a few dates with different girls until he found one and got serious with her. What I'm trying to tell you is that he didn't have sex since Rachel."

Quinn laughed in disbelief.

"Do you really expect me to believe that?"

"Well you should, because it is the truth."

She looked at his serious expression and decided what he was telling was true.

"What about the serious girlfriend?"

"Her name is Amanda, but, and you're not gonna believe me right now, she could be Berry's twin. I swear to you, she was physically very much alike Rachel!" Quinn smiled, as if she remembered something "What happened was, after a few months of dating they decided to take the next step and when it was about to happen, Finn called her Rachel. Amanda got mad, obviously, and broke up with him. And that was it. That was how close he was from having sex for the past five years."

"Oh my God!" Quinn gasped "Five years? Yeah, it won't last long."

Puck laughed and mumbled "Told you so."

They walked in silence and the hotel could already been seen when Puck spoke again.

"What about Berry? No one serious during all this time?"

"There was only one guy. In whole five years, it was just that one." Puck nodded, pushing her to continue "They met about ten months ago and started to date shortly after that. His name is Tom and he is a freaking tall guy, like Finn. He even wears the same hair style. About three months ago, Rachel broke up with him."

"Why?"

"I never really understood why, but what she told me was that they were watching TV and when she got up to grab popcorn he said, and I quote 'Rach, babe, get me a coke, please'. In the next morning, she ended the relationship." Puck frowned in confusion "I didn't understand it either, back then. Until we came to Vegas and Finn bumped into her. He called her 'Rach'." Puck frowned "I know it's silly, but what I think is that Finn is the only one allowed to call her that. Tom is not Finn."

-X-X-X-X-

Rachel felt whole, complete. It was Finn. He was moving inside her at a steady pace and was kissing her. He moaned into the kiss as they moved together in the same rhythm. They still had harmony and music, with their breaths and moans and whispers blending perfectly together.

Finn couldn't focus that hard anymore and started to move faster, which she followed. She traced paths on his back, chest, shoulders and arms with her tiny hands, leaving this sensation of incandescent metal in every inch she touched, which made him shiver.

Those burns were pushing them closer to the edge and Finn moved faster, harder.

"Oh God, Finn! I'm so close." their hips met at a perfect timing until Finn felt himself lose control.

"You're beautiful, Rachel. I love you."

That was the trigger they needed. Her walls clenched around him and she shivered as the flood of pleasure washed over her. Feeling her like that, was all it took for Finn to start screaming her name before realizing she was screaming his, her hands gripped on his shoulders leaving nail marks, and his hands gripped on her hips, as they came together.

After a short moment, Finn collapsed on top of her, but then moved to her side. He restarted to trail his fingers on her skin and did that until they both fell into a blissful and profound sleep.

-X-X-X-X-

Puck and Quinn arrived at the hotel and went to the reception to get their respective keys. Only Quinn got hers, because the guy in charge told Puck that his room's keys were already taken. Both of them. This meant that probably Artie and Finn were both in the room and he couldn't have the chance to know Quinn better.

They went to the elevator and Quinn hit the 7th floor button. When she didn't see him hit any button, she looked at him, quizzically.

"What?" Puck asked "Don't your dates take you to the doorstep when the night is over?"

She blushed and smiled to him.

"So, this was a date?" Quinn whispered, looking into his brown eyes.

"Do you want it to be?" he approached her and leaned down. When he was about to kiss her, the elevator stopped and the doors opened.

She stepped away and Puck sighed, defeated.

They headed to her room sneaking glances at each other, sheepishly. Well, mostly Quinn. When they got there, she opened the door.

"Here we are." stated Puck.

"Here we are." she repeated "You didn't have to come here, you know?"

"Yes, but I wanted to. I want to treat you the right way." he frowned, surprised at his own words. When did he become such a pussy?

"Thank you, Puck. You are very cute doing all that for… well, me, someone you barely kno…"

Quinn never had the time to finish her sentence, because his lips searched for hers, softly, kindly. No one had ever kissed her like that. It stopped sooner than she wanted, though. He kissed her forehead and tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear.

"I'll see you tomorrow, Quinn. Have a good night." his voice was raspy, matching hers.

"Good night."

She saw him walk through the hallway until he stopped in front of the elevator. He was about to enter, when she heard herself call him.

"Puck?" he turned to her direction "Would you like to come in?"

Someone had already predicted this, I know! :)

I also know the chapter can be confusing and it has a lot of pairings, but, oh well, the characters comand me and not the opposite! =D

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