AN: Now there's a reason for being rated M, just to be warned…
Kurt POV
I can't stop staring at the phone in my hand. It feels like the whole world just took a deep breath, effectively slowing everything down. I have to sit down on my bed just to stop myself from being dizzy. The text was from Mercedes, but she had forwarded it from Puck. Finn did it…he actually beat up a group of jocks on account of me. I don't know if I should feel special or guilty since he and Puck apparently got pretty beat up themselves. But that excited little flutter in my heart refused to go away. It was like the tickle of eating cake icing that has too much sugar.
I stand up and walk over to my full length mirror. A week ago, I wouldn't recognize myself, and not just because of the injuries. Honestly, back then I wouldn't be caught dead in something so plain as a grey tee shirt and jeans, though they do frame my figure nicely. Everything about me screams Finn Hudson and I can't summon the energy to care. Then it hit me.
This is the epiphany I've been waiting for all week. This isn't a dream. Finn really loves me like I've loved him for so long. Everything he's ever told me is true. He is mine. It's all so much, bombarding my brain like a tidal wave that I can't remember that I'm supposed to be breathing.
I run out of my room and out of the house, barely shouting an explanation to dad. It's pouring rain outside and I get soaked as I walk down the street. I would run, but my legs are too wobbly and the ground is wet so slipping would be unavoidable. Thankfully, Finn's house isn't too far from mine and I'm standing just across the street within a few minutes. I only see his car in the driveway, almost as though fate had preplanned this. Finn answers the door when I knock. He's almost in worse shape than me, but he's grinning like mad as though there's no pain.
"Kurt, I was just about to go see you," he says happily. Then he frowns, looking me up and down. "You're all wet. I thought you hated rainy season?"
"Why did you do it, Finn?" I ask, embarrassed that I sound totally petty. "Why?"
"They hurt you," he said, wearing a mask of confusion. "I had to."
"No, you didn't," I say, feeling like I'm going to burst into tears at any moment. Not that it would matter; it's raining too hard to make a difference. "Why did you?"
"Because I love you," he says, even more confused. "Kurt, don't you get it? I love you so much…I hate that you've got so much control over me like this, but I never want you to stop. Why can't you see it?"
"I do," I tell him, taking a step forward. I see in his expression that he finally understands.
Finn POV
Why does the one person I love more than anything have to be the one who can frustrate me this much? I know Kurt's been treating me like I'm a balloon that can float away any second and I really want him to trust me not to leave. But when he shows up at my house, looking scared out of his mind, I can tell that something's happened. It's like he's traumatized or something. Then he steps forward, reaching for me. I step out into the rain where he is and pull him into my arms. He lures me by the neck until we're kissing and even then I can taste the change. He's in it for real now.
I hoist him in the air with my arms around him and he wraps his legs around my waist to stay airborne. I'm soaking up the rain and the water from his shirt, but he's warm enough that I don't care. I stumble backwards into the house where it's warm and dry. After kicking the door shut, I pin Kurt up against it because Big Guy hit me really hard on the back and I'm still sore. Somehow, we make it upstairs, smashing only a few picture frames along the way. Once in my room, I release him. I shut the door and turn around find Kurt standing before me, a perfectly peaceful expression on his face.
Everything suddenly slows down and we both just breathe in the moment. He holds still as I gently pull his soaked shirt over his head, carefully minding his many injuries. Once it's gone, he tilts his head, staring at me, as he backs up and lies down. His eyes flutter shut and he sighs contently. I look down at him, splayed before me like a gift waiting to be unwrapped. I smile to myself, reaching down to unbutton his jeans, sliding them and his undergarments off his body. His muscles contract slightly as my cold fingers brush against his flesh, but he only giggles. I toss his clothes aside and take a deep breath as I gaze down at him, fully exposed before me.
Kurt opens his eyes to watch as I peel my shirt off, wincing when I accidentally flex a sore muscle. As I reach for my belt, he quickly sits up to stop me. He smiles playfully and I gulp at seeing how close he is to…little Finn, who is already excited as it is. He slithers my belt through the loops and casts it aside, never breaking the lock our eyes have on each other. Then he looks away as he begins pulling down my pants, torturously kissing every inch of my skin he reveals. I gasp sharply and barely manage not to send myself over the edge too soon as he kisses my inner thighs tenderly, portraying love in each little touch. I so desperately want to show him how much I really, truly love him. I think he gets the message.
Kurt POV
Finn tastes like black cherries. His lips, his skin, everything down to his smell is like black cherries, but not so much in a fruity sense as in the mouthwatering I-need-more-now kind of way. That may just be because he smells like a fresh shower, but I don't give it enough thought. We're finally on the same page and it's the most incredible feeling in the world.
I run my hands along his chest, stopping at his hips so I can pull him down onto his knees where we're almost at the same height. He grasps my knees, spreading my legs apart and running his hands down my thighs, sending sparks shooting across my skin. He lowers himself down until his body is covering mine, combining our heat in the most wonderful way. Finn moves his hips slightly, rubbing against me, and we both groan deeply. He moves a little more, creating that intense friction.
"Please," I whisper, fisting a hand in his hair. I find it almost impossible to speak while my brain is short circuiting like this. "I need you…"
"I'm right here," he murmurs against my throat, pressing feather light kisses down my chest. I whine at the sudden loss of him as he sits up and leans back. "Are you sure about this? I mean, really sure?"
"I love you, Finn, and I'm sure," I say forcefully, growing more impatient by the second. He's already too far away. "Would you please do me already?"
Finn grins at me and lifts me up until I'm sitting on his lap, just like we had been the night before. Except, this time, we have no intent on stopping. He wraps an arm around my waist, pulling my hips closer to him. I moan unintentionally at feeling him rub against me. He lightly traces my lips which I part willingly for him, allowing his fingers to enter. He watches with interest as I draw on them, gently using my teeth. I see his breath become shallow and strained before he rips his fingers away and replaces them with his lips, kissing me furiously. I feel one of his fingers trace my entrance, pressing inside, and I wriggle in Finn's arms form the surprise of it. I squirm even more when he adds another finger, and another, but his arm around my waist tightens and his lips only release me to speak.
"Still sure?" he asks, gasping for air.
"Oh God, yes!" I moan.
He doesn't wait another second and lifts me off his lap a few inches, positions himself beneath me, and gently lowers me onto him. I claw at his shoulders and cry out loudly from the sheer pain of it, but he just holds me close and remains still. I can't imagine the restraint it must take for him to not move. I see how tortured his expression it and all the veins on his neck stand out.
After a while, the pain goes away and all I feel is him there, inside me. I carefully roll my hips and he moans loudly, but not as loud as I do. Now that the pain is gone there is only what can be described as pure magic. I can tell that Finn feels the same way because he is unable to hold me up and falls backwards, leaving me on top, but I really don't mind. Every change in angle just adds to it all, making it so much more wonderful.
I lean down, unable to hold myself up, and press my lips to his chest since he's still so tall, even now. He slides his arms around me and rolls us over. With the new change, he's able to reach my lips and he kisses me with a fiery passion that is just swoonable. I wrap my legs around his waist, bringing him impossibly closer and deeper. Just when it seems as though the sensations couldn't possibly get more intense, he reaches between our bodies and touches me in ways that make me cry out even louder than before.
It's all so amazing, so wonderfully magical that I never want it to stop.
Finn POV
It's many hours later, dark out, the rain is pounding on the roof, and everything else is at peace. I smile as Kurt's sharpie marker dances across my chest, making my skin tingle. My eyes are closed, but I can feel his smile like I can smell his sweet shampoo. We haven't said anything, but neither of us seem to mind. Everything is just too perfect to break the silence.
I open my eyes and look down. All across my chest are doodles of hearts and arrows and lyrics to a few songs in neat cursive. He looks up at me and smiles innocently, biting his lip. I reach down to pet his hair. I'm sure he would tell me that he would die if he was ever seen with such a messy do, but I don't ever want him to change it. That would mean getting out of bed.
"Penny for your thoughts?" he asks quietly. His voice sounds a little sore.
"You're wonderful…amazing," I whisper. He blushes, his pale cheeks turning bright red.
"And…which time are we referring to?" he chuckles.
I roll my eyes and reach up to kiss him, slow and leisurely. He drops the marker so he can use that hand to grasp my face, holding me there. We part suddenly when my stomach rumbles loudly.
"Caveman need food," I say, widening my eyes until Kurt laughs for me.
"I guess we should store energy while we can," he shrugs with a light smile. "You never know when you might need it again."
He and I both sit up and look around my room. Clothes are strewn everywhere, still damp from the rain, so I lend Kurt some of mine. As I finish pulling on my jeans, I turn to ask Kurt if he could hand me a shirt. He's looking down at my clothes which look extremely baggy on him. He looks up at me and smiles sheepishly. We both head downstairs where I lay out the leftover food on the kitchen counter and we both start eating.
"When your mother gets home, remind me to thank her again," he says, mouth full of pasta. "This is even more fantastic the second time around!"
"That'll be any minute now, I guess," I sigh, looking towards the clock on the wall.
"But…I'm not done with you," he says. I look up at his lost puppy expression which is twisted in a very sexy way. I grab his hips and lift him onto the counter, stopping when he hisses painfully.
"I'm sorry!" I say quickly. "Did I hurt you?"
"No… not that," he says, slowly shifting his weight until he is comfortable. "I think it'll be like this for a few days. But then again, for you…"
"I'm sorry!" I say, feeling guilty that I've caused him yet more pain.
"Don't you dare," he scolds, jamming a finger in my direction. "You've been guilty long enough, now stop it! Besides, there are other things to worry about."
"Like what?" I ask, frowning with confusion.
"For one, Mr. Schuester is going to kill you," he shrugged. "I'm not going to be singing for weeks!"
"Oh, really?" I say, smiling teasingly at him. "How much you wanna bet I can make you sing?"
He grinned, leaning forward to kiss me, gently sucking the flavor off of my lips. Everything heated up very quickly from there and I had Kurt singing for me within moments. But then the front door of the house slam shut and we quickly leap away from each other just as Mom walks into the kitchen. She looks from Kurt to me then arches her eyebrow as though to say that she knows, or at least suspects, what had just been going on. She rolls her eyes and turns back. We wait until we hear Mom's bedroom door close to breathe easily. I look down at Kurt and see him grinning up at me with that smile that can light up a dark alley.
The End
AN: It's been a real interesting week But this is the last chapter, so remember the loveliness of reviews!!