Title: TFLN ficlets
Author: timorous-scribe
Length: varies
Rating: mostly PG to T-ish
Summary: Various little ficlets using Texts From Last Night posts as prompts.

(484) I told him I had an IUD and he asked me how was a bomb a form of birth control...

"C'mon," Rachel breaks the kiss and pushes herself off of Sam's lap, standing up in between the coffee table and the couch he's still sitting on with her hand outstretched. Sam, eyes wide and his already large lips swollen from their make out, just stares at her dumbfounded. They've been kissing for at least an hour in the Hummel's living room, so he figures it's not really his fault if he's not as quick on the uptake as he probably should be. It's not like anyone would be surprised by the fact.

"Come on," she insists. "Let's take this to my room before Kurt gets back..." She steps close between his knees, bending down to suck gently at his lower lip. "I don't want us to be interrupted." She whispers it against his lips before straightening again and looking at him expectantly.

He's obviously not gonna argue with that, so he nods and moves to stand, wincing at the tightness in certain areas of his jeans as he takes her hand. She leads them up the stairs and down the hall to her room, and he feels a weird drop in his stomach when they pass Finn's old bedroom door. She's been staying with Kurt ever since her dads' house sold, and it's not like they haven't hung out here a few times already in the weeks since the sale. But they hadn't made it upstairs any of those times, and there's definitely a flare of guilt in his chest at the reminder of his friend and her former fiance.

She pulls him along with a warm smile over her shoulder, her eyes so dark he can barely see their rich brown color, and he swallows heavily, shaking his head to clear the cobwebs. Finn's been gone for over two years, and he really cares about Rachel. He knows he will take care of her if this keeps going between them like it has been.

She pulls him down next to her on the bed and immediately into another wet kiss, and his brain turns back off. Rachel's hot, and she wants him. He's not gonna screw this up by getting stuck thinking, he knows it's not exactly his strong suit.

Her fingers are pulling him free of his boxers a few minutes later before it kicks back in again.

"I don't, uh..." He closes his eyes when she squeezes, a dark smile on her lips that he's never seen before. "I don't have a condom." He manages to push the words out in a rush, while his fingers dig into the blanket beneath them and he tries to think about anything other than what her hand is doing to him.

He pries his eyelids open to see Rachel just smiling at him indulgently. She tilts her chin to suck at the line of his jaw and he blanks out again. "It's okay, we've both been tested and I have an IUD." She works her way up to his lips again and sucks his tongue into her mouth, and he can't help getting lost in the kiss again. She's really good at it, okay?

Her words finally register, and Sam pulls back suddenly with the realization. "Wait, how is a bomb a form of birth control?"

He thinks it must've been the wrong thing to say, because Rachel freezes and just stares at him like he's joking and she's waiting for the punchline. She gradually shifts from impatient tolerance to what looks like maybe disbelief? He's not sure, but he starts to squirm under the scrutiny. He lifts one shoulder and gives her an awkwardly sheepish half smile.

"Sorry? I'm kind of-"

"No no, honey. Shh." Rachel says the words distractedly and covers his lips with her fingertips. Her gaze shifts to them while her brows furrow together like she's thinking about something important. Sam shuts up, because he's feeling stupid enough as it is-which he knows is totally not sexy, by the way-and not talking seems like the best idea to keep from ruining this entirely. "Just," she pauses and sighs, closing her eyes. Then it seems like she's come to some decision, because the next second she's nodding and smiling her overly bright (and a little scary, even though he'd never tell her that) show smile.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's just a-" she finally looks him in the eye again (he was starting to get really worried) and waves her hand dismissively. "It's nothing. There's nothing to worry about, I won't conceive, is the point. So let's just," she leans back into him, throwing her thigh over his lap and shifting until she's seated flush against him. "Let's just do this."

The next thing he knows, she's kissing him again and grinding her body in this crazy amazing roll, and he forgets about the whole bomb thing. He'll Google it later because safe sex is important, but right now this is way more urgent.