Overall Summary: Rachel and Finn just can't keep their hands off each other. A collection of M-rated oneshots. Finchel.
Individual Summary: Mr. Schue tells everyone they can have a ten-minute break during rehearsal – what kind of trouble will Rachel and Finn get into?
Whenever You Need Me
What's new? How's the weather?
Is it stormy where you are?
'Cause you sound so close but it feels like you're so far
"Okay everyone, great job! Take ten," Mr. Schue called, winding through the aisles of the auditorium until he reached the side door. He was greeted by Ms. Pillsbury standing on the other side, teeth freshly brushed and flossed. Her lips pressed against his briefly before they proceeded down the hall for their ten minutes.
The stage cleared quickly; Santana and Brittany heading to their lockers to apply a fresh coat of lipstick; Puck, Mike, and Matt making a quick run to the vending machines located on the other side of the school. Kurt and Mercedes moved to a secluded corner just outside of the auditorium to discuss the newest – and juiciest – piece of gossip currently circulating the halls of the school. Quinn, Artie, and Tina exited though the back door, heading for the costume room.
As the dimly-lit room cleared, Finn pulled Rachel to his body and kissed her with a hint of something hidden within it.
Rachel understood immediately what Finn was in need of at the present moment. Pulling back reluctantly from the kiss, she turned and led him into the rows of seats. She seemed to find what she was looking for, making a quick beeline for a farther-back seat, located slightly to the left of center stage.
She pushed Finn into the ash gray cushioned seat. Before he even had time to blink, his pants were around his ankles and she was well on her way to being completely commando underneath her skirt she currently bore around her hips. Her sunshine yellow leg warmers stayed around her calves as she moved to straddle him. Lining up his shaft to her core, he glided smoothly into her; hands grasping tightly at the backs of her thighs.
Rachel lifted herself off him and he pulled her back down, thrusting roughly upwards simultaneously. Rachel muttered a short string of slightly inappropriate words – completely catching Finn by surprise, through he agreed with all of them. His deeply penetrating thrusts created an immensely powerful and satisfying friction against her G-spot. His hips bucked wildly and with increasing speed against hers; Rachel clenching around his length in all the right places.
Finn reached his peak quickly but continued to thrust quickly upwards; his hand moved to her clitoris and after just one gentle prod, Rachel squirted against his length.
Recovering quickly, Rachel climbed elegantly off his lap; Finn watching with a deep fascination at the movements of her petite body. She bent and hiked her recently discarded underwear up her legs. She aided Finn in replacing his clothing as well. Afterwards as she was straightening her shirt, he pulled her knees to rest on either side of him again. Now kneeling on the chair, Rachel smiled in adoration as Finn buried his head into her chest; kissing her breasts through the fabric of her shirt.
"God, you're amazing Rachel Berry," Finn muttered the words against her boobs and Rachel giggled. His arms wrapped around her waist, holding her securely to his body. She ran her hands up his shoulders to entangle them in his chestnut locks.
At the sound of the auditorium doors, Rachel nearly jumped out of her skin and tried to scramble off Finn's lap and out of his grasp, attempting to cover up anything the intruders may have seen. Finn, however, kept his hold strong around her body and when she shot him a glare, he just shrugged. Moving his eyes down to the stage doors, ignoring Rachel's looks of disbelief for the present time, he noticed that it had been Mercedes and Kurt re-entering the auditorium.
They were looking up at the couple with slight shock of seeing the two sitting as close as they were; Rachel sitting comfortably, legs split around his hips, on Finn's lap. Kurt noticed the way Finn's eyes focused solely on his girlfriend, adoration spilling from every crevice of his body.
At one time, he would have been extremely jealous, however, after taking plenty of time to really think after Regionals, he finally realized that he and Finn were better off as friends.
Kurt to Mercedes and diverted her attention to their previous topic of conversation. As Puck, Mike, and Matt entered the auditorium, Rachel hissed quietly to Finn, "What was that for? You know now that we will be the newest topic of discussion by 6:37 tonight, right? It may hurt your rep."
Finn ignored the last jab at their past and leaned in to press a simple kiss to her full lips. "Rachel, not that I care, but me dating you isn't going to hurt my rep anymore than it's already been shamed." He almost choked on the word, remembering with a hint of self-hatred the point in their relationship where he had been so focused on his status, he'd forgotten what truly mattered. "Is it bad that I don't care if people see me with my girlfriend?"
He pressed another kiss to her lips, but was surprised when, as he attempted to pull back, Rachel clutched at his head and deepened it. She pulled back and whispered, she smiled and whispered, "Thanks for reminding me why I fell in love with you."
His jaw dropped, "You forgot?"
"No, I just liked to add to my list whenever something new comes up."
"You have a list?" Finn questioned with a slight smirk, thinking she was joking.
"Of course," Rachel said offended.
Finn's eyes flickered from her eyes, to the side, to her lips, and back to her eyes, and down to his feet. Repeating the pattern several times, he said, "Okay... well what's, you know, what's erm, on it?"
Rachel smiled at his childlike curiousity. "There are a lot of things ... it's not just one thing..."
Finn smiled at the confirmation, but pressed on. "Just tell me one."
"One? Hm," Rachel paused, thinking back to her list, prying one point of the list from her mind. "I love ... your abs."
Finn laughed and she lifted herself off his lap, pulling him to his feet, realizing their ten minute break was over. "Seriously? You fell in love with me because of my abs? ...Not that it's not flattering, because it is. I just thought you didn't care about that stuff." Rachel raised an eyebrow in his direction as they walked, hand-in-hand up the stage stairs. "I just thought you were more ... intellectual."
Rachel looked surprised – while Finn looked pleased – with his word usage.
"I didn't fall in love with you just because of your abs," Rachel explained, "But yes, it was a contributing factor." Rachel ran her fingers lightly up his toned bicep, exposed by the cyan t-shirt be wore, "I really do love your muscles."
Finn laughed again at her cuteness, pulling her into his arms.
Mr. Schuester re-entered the auditorium, his lips slightly swollen and shirt crinkled. Finn left Rachel's side to get into his starting position for the number. Mr. Schue started the song, and Finn thought he may just need to start a list of his own ... Things I love about Rachel Berry.
Oh would it mean anything
If you knew what I'm left imagining
In my mind, In my mind.
Author's Note: If I get enough requests, I may upload the "Things I love about..." lists from each Finn and Rachel. Let me know if that is something you'd be interested in. If I do upload said files, they'll be posted as different stories – so keep an eye open for them!
