This idea has probably been done lots of times before but I love the thought of Finn and Rachel being caught making out! So I had to write a one-shot about it.

I'd like to say thank you to my new beta DunderMifflinite.

Enjoy!

Finn and Rachel had always considered themselves to be the glee club´s power couple and probably always would. The club was used to their public displays of affection as, admittedly, they were constantly doing, whether it was holding hands, serenading the other with songs, or the occasional sweet kiss exchanged in the hallways. But, of

course, they were teenagers and had hormones (especially Finn), so it was only a matter of time before someone caught them doing something a little bit more ... naughty. Actually, it happened more times than they liked to admit and, as the months and years went by, they never really learned from their mistakes.

September 17th 2010
The Auditorium

She sat at the piano, smiling as the glorious notes echoed loudly through the room. She normally sang when in there on her own, but the piano had looked so welcoming that day that she just couldn't resist herself.

"Surprise," an eager voice popped in her ear, and two hands held her sides. Startled, she forced down all of the keys in a sharp, horrible sound that made her wince. "Sorry," Finn mumbled sheepishly, taking a seat beside her. "What were you just playing?"

"It´s just a little something that I´ve been creating in my piano class," she replied modestly, adding a smile in his direction. He half-expected her to begin explaining how superior she was when it came to playing the piano and, when met by silence instead, was more than surprised. Idly, he reached over her hands and pressed the keys down that were on the other side of her, frowning when it came out nothing like the melody she´d just played. Laughing, she took hold of his hands and positioned them correctly so that the next sound was much more what he´d wanted.

Reaching up, she gave him a tiny peck on the lips. "Perfect."

Now they were staring at each other, almost hungry eyes. Finn specifically remembered that they hadn´t made out for days and, even though it was a strange setting, he missed it already. Pulling her nearer, his lips pressed down on her quickly, his hand slowly making its way under her shirt. Somehow, Rachel ended up pressed against the piano, ignoring the keys that were digging into her back and trying to
bring him on top of her.

Finn was happy to comply and leant closer.

"I didn´t think you had it in you," Finn and Rachel heard a voice say, both so startled that they managed to fall off the stool and onto the floor in an embarrassed heap. Their "audience" all stood gaping. Well, all except for Puck, who seemed to be rather enjoying himself. Finn stood up first, pulling Rachel up by her hand and blushing when she bumped into him, then staring down at the ground. Kurt, Mike, Artie and Sam all had their mouths open, eyes bulging and complete shock over their faces.

Finally- after a long and uncomfortable silence- Rachel spoke up. "Well," she began," I'd better, erm...go." She grabbed her bag, and practically ran out of the door. Finn watched her leave and so didn't notice when the boys had joined him on the stage.

"Wipe that dopey look off your face," Kurt smirked, raising an eyebrow, "oh, and you should probably wipe that lipstick off too."

His hands flew up to his face, noticing that there were smears of Rachel´s lipstick around his mouth. "I´m, errr, going to...I´ll be back in a...second." And with that, he fled the auditorium.

Nationals 2011
An elevator

They´d won. They had finally proved everyone wrong. Yet, neither of them seemed to be that interested, even Rachel. They were too interested in each other at that moment to even register that other people were talking to them, congratulating them on winning. The club was walking to their rooms, still in a bubble of excitement, happiness and pride. They were going to celebrate and probably stay up for the
whole night, just enjoying the solid fact that they did it.

The kids filed into the elevator, and it was easily filled with them and Mr Schue, who was just as happy. Finn and Rachel had been lagging behind, both grinning like idiots as they walked down toward the elevator, not even noticing when the doors were closing. "Guys, hurry up!" Tina called out, urging them to get inside before it was too late.

Still smiling, Rachel shrugged and replied in a dreamy tone, "we´ll get the other one."

Finn nodded in agreement. "Absolutely." They were too engrossed in each other to hear the simultaneous groan from the rest of the club, or to see when Kurt rolled his eyes. But then the door was closed and the hallway was once more quiet. Stepping inside the next elevator along, their smiles grew. "You were amazing babe."

"I know," she replied, "and you were too. I always knew that you were very talented."

"Do I get a congratulations kiss?" he enquired with a teasing smile.

She pushed him playfully at first, then caught sight of his lips and licked her own. Maybe it was the high from winning, but he looked so irresistible, so enticing and, before she knew it, she basically pounced on him, locking their lips in a fierce battle. His hands were in her hair first, probably messing up the style that had taken her a long time to perfect, but then slowly slid down so that they reached her bottom, cupping it.

A moan escaped her lips as he pressed kiss along her jaw line and then once more catching her mouth in his. Their tongues were just about to get involved when the doors opened with a ping and they heard Mr Schue clear his throat.

"Rachel had something in her eye," Finn lied nervously, "and I was helping her get it out."

In the mirror in the elevator, he could see their reflections and they didn´t look exactly innocent. Their hair was ruffled; cheeks flushes and neither could look anyone in the eye. He felt Rachel´s fingers in his as she said, "yes, but it´s out now, so everything´s fine. Let´s go back to our rooms." Her tone was fast and barely understandable, and she barged past the group crowded around the door. Finn followed her like a lost puppy.

"Finn," Mr Schue said, his voice on the bemused side. He turned on the spot, facing the man. "Your room is in the other direction..."

Laughing it off, Finn nodded, "I knew that."

August 30th 2011
Breadsticks

Most of the club were at Breadsticks, celebrating the last few days before school started again. It hadn´t slipped anyone´s attention that Finn and Rachel were constantly whispering to each other, sickly sweet smiles on their faces as they did so and, occasionally, Rachel would giggle softly or Finn would chuckle. She stood up, glancing toward him. "Bathroom," she explained briefly before walking away. Finn followed her with his eyes, clearly itching to follow in her path. After what felt like ages- in reality it was two minutes- he too got up and went after her.

"I´m gonna go get some fresh air..."

As he left, Kurt sighed, the sarcasm clear when he said, "well that's inconspicuous."

"You think that they would have realised it isn´t exactly a secret that they go off for heavy petting sessions," Santana commented with a smirk.

Finn found Rachel beside the photo booth, eyeing the large machine. "I don´t remember this being here," she told him before he´d even said anything. Then, a smile slid onto her face and she whispered to him, "do you want to try it out?" He didn´t even have a chance to reply, as she grabbed his shirt and pulled him in after her. The seat was small, so she compensated by sitting on his lap. Finn tried to hide the fact
that her doing so was extremely hot and he mumbled "mailman" to himself.

She placed in the money and got herself more comfortable on his lap, already planning out the poses. "For the first one, I think that I should be kissing you on the cheek, or perhaps it would look better the other way around. And then we can-"

Before she could talk any more, he cut her off by kissing her, a technique which he found was the most effective way to make her quiet. The four flashes came and went whilst they still stayed in a lip battle, the machine creaking as they moved on the seat. Pulling apart, they smiled at each other. "We should go back before they suspect anything," Rachel told him, their faces still inches apart.

As she got up, Finn took hold of her wrist, restricting her from leaving, "Mum and Burt are gone for the night. We could go back to my place..." He didn´t think that it would work, but her eyes lit up.

"Let´s go," she said sneakily, pulling him up with great strength that he didn´t even know she had. As they snuck out, very badly and not at all sneakily, they were both laughing insanely. The club watched as they left. Some shook their heads, others laughed at the pair.

Tina and Mercedes came back from the bathroom, both grinning evilly. When asked why, they simply produced the four pictures of Finn and Rachel deeply into the kissing. "Apparently they were in such a rush that they forgot about that," Quinn smirked.

December 18th 2011
Rachel´s house

Her smile grew when she heard the doorbell ring and she jumped up from her seat to answer it. Finn was waiting at the door, hands behind his back as he hid a present. He was greeted with a tight hug and a kiss on the cheek, though he wished for more. However, he knew that her dads would be home and they probably wouldn´t be too happy about him making out with her on the doorstep. "Happy Birthday!" he said, following her inside the house and, before she could say anything, he thrust the present in front of her. Though it was badly wrapped, and in Christmas wrapping paper, she smiled. "Sorry about the wrapping paper," he began apologetically, "we didn´t have any others, but it has a gold star on. I know how much you like them."

"Thank you," she said excitedly, hugging him with her free arm.

"Open it," he told her with a smile. Eagerly, she did so and he could hear the crinkling of the paper, making him anticipate her reaction much more. She let out a small gasp, and tried to hug him again. When he saw the picture of them again, he smiled. It had been taken at the moment it was announced they´d won nationals. He´d hugged Rachel so hard and picked her up so that her feet were at least a foot off the floor. Neither had known that it was being taken and each was grinning from ear to ear. He remembered the moment well, and he hoped that she did too. Taking the frame, the pink fluffy frame, he smiled down it at, "I thought that you could put it up in your room. Then, when you wake up, it can be one of the first things that you see."

She took it back, holding it tightly. "I´d be honoured to."

Finn suddenly remembered something. "Oh," he reached into his pocket, pulling out the small plant, "since it´s almost Christmas, I got some mistletoe. Well, I borrowed it from our house, but...you know." He shrugged nervously, reaching it above their heads, not noticing how his hands were shaking slightly.

"Well, I suppose I have to kiss you now."

Daintily, she stood on her tip toes and pressed a soft kiss to his lips. When she stopped, Finn frowned. "That wasn´t a real kiss."

"Yes, it was!" she said. "I´m offended by that."

"Then kiss me properly." He pretended to be cross, though ended up just smiling at her.

"How?" she said, folding her arms.

"Like this."

He managed to scoop her up, showing her exactly what a "real" kiss was. After dating her for over a year, he was confident that he knew how it should be and he´d been forced through too many romance films not to know. He had realised that the best kisses normally leave the girls breathless, in a good way of course.

The more the kiss progressed, the longer he wanted it to last.

And when it finally stopped, she was, in fact, breathless.

"That was-"

"Disturbing?" She turned to see her dad watching them, the expression on his face unreadable. Her cheeks were slowly becoming red though, beside her, Finn was a mess.

"Sorry, Mr Berry. I was just, errr...we- oh crap." He turned away so that he wouldn´t be tempted to say anything else. He hated getting caught kissing Rachel by her dads, as he always felt like he was being scrutinized by them, judged for his every move- and he didn´t exactly think that kissing her so passionately left a good impression.

Leroy smiled. "Are you staying for dinner Finn, or do you and Rachel have something to finish off?" He knew that the man was teasing him, but he still felt that his heart was pumping into overdrive.

"Yes, sir," he shook his head," ...to dinner. Not to, err, that. Not that Rachel isn´t pretty enough for that, but I just..." Rachel was giving him the stop talking face and he frowned, looking toward Leroy, who was clearly trying not to laugh at how awkward Finn was being.

"I´ll go and set a place for you at the table," he said, nodding.

When he was gone, Finn instantly groaned. "Great, now your dads are going to hate me!"

She smiled, straightening up his clothes. "It´s impossible to hate you Finn. They´re just teasing you. Now come on, I need you to pick out a place for my new picture, and then maybe we can do something else..."

"But I don´t want your dads to catch us doing anything again."

She stopped halfway on the stairs, turning to him with a confused look, "I meant that I could show you my other presents. What were you talking about?"

"Nothing," he answered quickly.

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