Okay, so it's amazing that I managed two updates in the matter of three days! I know, I love it too. :) This one is considerably shorter than the rest of my other chapters, but this one was really a filler for what has to happen in the next few. I hope that you'll forgive me, but I have seemed to get my writing mojo back, and there's only gonna be a few chapters left, so there's gonna be some angst coming, but I really hope this chapter makes up for it. And I want to formally apologize if my smut writing is terrible. It's my first legit smut.


Finn sat at Rachel's kitchen island, watching his girlfriend fly around the apartment searching for things to pack. Seeing her so excited to meet his mom made his heart swell. In all his life, Finn had never met anyone that he deemed worthy enough to meet his mom. Sure, he had dated a few girls that he was serious with, but none of them compared to Rachel. "Finn!" She called from her bedroom. "Can you help me with this?" Finn made his way to her bedroom, his eyes widening when he saw what she needed help with. Laying on the bed in front of him was her suitcase, overflowing with clothes, and Rachel herself sitting atop it. She motioned him over with her arms. "Come here and zip it." She said, bouncing her butt on the suitcase, trying to make it flatter.

"Uh, baby, I don't think that this is gonna work." He said, bending over to try and zip it. He managed to get the zipper to move about an inch, before it snagged on a piece of fabric on the inside. "Shit." He said, and Rachel hopped off of the bag.

"Finn! That's my Christmas sweater!" She whispered the ending, trying for Finn not to hear her. When he started to chuckle, she knew he did.

"I'm sorry?" He giggled. "That's your what?" He asked, taking her into his arms when he saw the pout appear on her face.

"I got a special Christmas sweater for when we went to your house. I'm of the Jewish faith," Finn rolled his eyes, he loved that every time she talked about being Jewish she said she was 'of the Jewish faith'. "And so I got a special sweater to celebrate my first Christmas." She sighed, pulling away from Finn to unzip the suitcase. She pulled out the sweater to see if there was any damage. When she saw that there was none, she let our a breath of air. "It's okay!" She smiled, turning back into Finn's chest. "I know it's silly, I just wanted our first Christmas to be special."

Finn smiled at her words. Our first Christmas he thought to himself, that has a good ring to it. He was pulled away from his thoughts by the sound of Rachel's phone ringing. He tried to hold onto her so she couldn't get it. "Finny…" she said, struggling in his grasp. He sighed and let her go, watching her prance out of the room. He soon followed in suit, taking his original place at the kitchen counter, watching as Rachel answered her phone.

"Hello?" She asked. "Yes, this is she." Finn grabbed an apple from the bowl on the counter as he continued to watch Rachel. "Yeah, I was there last night… I'm sorry, you're a what?" she gasped. Finn couldn't tell if the gasp was good or bad. "Oh my goodness, are you kidding?" she squealed. Finn looked at her with a puzzled look on his face as she held up her finger. One second she mouthed. "Oh my gosh! That would be amazing! I can totally do that! Right after Christmas? That would be perfect." The smile on Rachel's lips was big enough to put a smile on Finn's. She hung up the phone and started to jump up and down.

"And who was that Ms. Berry?" Finn asked, taking a bite of his apple.

She stopped jumping up and down long enough to run to Finn and throw her arms around him, almost knocking him off his chair. "Finn! That was Henry Smythe." She continued as she took in the 'I have no idea who that is' look on his face. "He is an agent, specializing in Broadway clientele." Finn still had no idea where this was going. "Apparently he was at the bar when Blaine proposed to Kurt, and has spent all that time tracking me down." Realization seeped into his brain. He smiled as she finished her thought. "And he wants to be my agent, Finn! He wants to get me on Broadway!" She squealed as she leapt into his arms again. This time he was braced for it, and gripped her tightly.

"Rach, baby, that is amazing! I am so proud of you!" He said, kissing her cheek as she pulled away to look at him.

"Finny, my dreams are gonna come true." She said, her eyes lining with tears. Rachel knew she was a drama queen, but this was something that she couldn't help. Just a short time ago, she was miserable and jobless, and now she was meeting with an agent after Christmas.

"Yeah they are, Rach! I can't believe this!" he pulled her in to kiss her. She kissed him back, tears streaming down her face. "You deserve this so much." He whispered against her lips. She smiled as she kissed him again, this time more passionately. Finn pulled her tighter against him, running his hands down her back. He was so proud of her.

Rachel pulled away and grabbed Finn's hand. She bit her lip as he stood, following her as she lead him to her bedroom. He scooped her up bridal style, kicking the door shut behind him. He gently laid on the bed, kissing her as he did. "Rachel Berry, the Broadway star." Finn whispered, moving his lips to her neck.

She smiled. "I love the sound of that." She breathed as his lips moved to her collarbone.

"You know what I love?" Finn asked, raising his head to look her in the eye. She shook her head. "I love your forehead" he said, leaning down to kiss her forehead. "And I love your cheeks," he said as he kissed both of her cheeks. "And I love your nose," she giggled as he kissed it. "And I love your lips," he said, leaning to gently kiss her lips. "But most importantly, Rachel Berry, the Broadway star, I love you." She beamed at him grabbing his face to kiss him again, this time harder than before.

Rachel couldn't believe that an agent wanted her. She had the opportunity to be a famous Broadway star. She had a million thoughts going through her head, but those were completely erased, as Finn's tongue entered her mouth. She grabbed the hem of Finn's shirt, desperately trying to pull it off of him. He broke their kiss, as he tore it off his body, only to return his lips to Rachel's skin. He made his way down the front of her shirt, mentally thanking her for wearing only a tank top that day.

Finn's hands slid under her shirt, sliding it up, and Rachel moaned as he kissed the skin that his hands had revealed. He made his way back down her stomach, to the waist line of her skirt. Unbuttoning it with his teeth, Finn slowly pulled the skirt from her body, letting it fall to the floor in front of her bed. Rachel pulled him back up to kiss her, hot kisses making it difficult for her to unbutton his jeans as they kissed. He ended her struggle by taking them off of her himself, stripping himself of his boxers as well.

When their lips fused together once more, Finn reached down between Rachel's legs, feeling the wetness that was pooling. "Baby, you're so wet." He moaned into her mouth, moving the thin fabric aside so he could feel her better. She moaned at the contact of his fingers on her folds, unintentionally bucking her hips.

As he massaged her clit, Rachel sat up, yanking off her shirt. Seeing the new skin Finn had left unkissed, Finn moved his mouth to her right breast, lightly licking her nipple. He heard Rachel groan below her, and he took this as his permission to continue his work. He took the pebbled nub into his mouth, lightly sucking on it, as he slid a finger into Rachel, causing her to gasp with delight.

Rachel could feel Finn's hardness against her leg, and suddenly wanted more than his fingers inside of her. "Finn," she breathed, "Baby, I want you."

"What do you want?" he whispered gruffly, voice laced with lust. He moved his face to her hear, nibbling slightly on her earlobe. The hot breath from his whisper sent shivers down Rachel's spine as she tried to formulate a response in her head.

"I want you… I want…" she moaned, as he slid another finger into her, rubbing her clit with his thumb. "I want you in me." She said. He didn't need to be told twice, as he then pulled off her panties. Finn kissed up her legs, to her thighs lightly licking it as he moved his face towards her center. She wriggled with pleasure under him. "Baby-y-y please." She begged. Finn moved up and positioned himself at her entrance.

"Condom, Rach?" he asked, his eyes pleading for her to get one.

"I'm on the pill now." She said, through labored breaths, "Surprise." And with that, Finn thrust into her, eliciting a delicious moan from Rachel's mouth. Rachel met each of Finn's thrusts with one of her own, wanting to feel more of him.

"Oh god, Rach." Finn groaned. Their sex had been good before, but this was all new, the feeling of actually feeling her for the first time, was more than enough to send him over the edge, but he wanted her to reach her peak first. Finn reached his hand in between them, finding her sensitive nub and massaging it.

Finn felt Rachel's walls clenching against him, and felt her come apart underneath him. Just the sight of her coming over the edge made him tumble over his. "Rachel." He breathed, as he came inside of her, collapsing against her chest. The sound of their heavy breathing was the only noise in the room. "I love you." Finn said, kissing her lips gently. "And I cannot wait until you are the star that you deserve to be."

"Rachel, are you ready to go? Finn is basically wearing a hole in the floor from pacing." Quinn yelled, watching in amusement as Finn paced back and forth in front of the luggage that he now needed to lug through the airport.

"Who really needs two suitcases for a five day trip?" Finn asked Quinn, as he heard Rachel make her way down the hallway.

"I will have you know, Finn Hudson, that one of those bags have your mother and your Christmas present in them, and if you aren't going to be nice to me, you aren't going to get yours." Finn pouted as he grabbed the heavier of the two suitcases, and his own walking towards the door as Rachel said her goodbyes to Quinn. "Now remember, when I get home, we're gonna have to throw him a bachelorette party." He heard Rachel say to her friend.

"I know." Quinn answered. "Let's just hope he doesn't become a groomzilla over the next few weeks."

"Well, I'll be home in less than a week, so for now, you have the apartment to yourself, because God only knows when him and Blaine are ever gonna leave his apartment now that they're engaged." Rachel laughed. "I love you." She said, kissing Quinn on the cheek.

"Love you too, have a safe flight. You too, Finn!" Quinn called after them as they closed the door. "I just really hope nothing goes wrong in Ohio." Quinn said to herself, grabbing magazine. "Another diva is the last thing I need."


Song title credits go to Taylor Swift's "Long Live"
My lovely beta Finchelislove just put out a very dirty, but very well written sumt, for any of those readers that love that stuff. ;)
As always, thank you all for reading and reviewing or whatever you guys are doing, there's really not a lot of credits for this chapter, other than the fact I completely jacked Sebastian's last name for the agent.
Oh yes, and the whole "Cheese" thing from the last chapter, is actually something that me and my boyfriend do, because we are always using cheesy lines with one another. :)