I present to you the honeymoon...
October 6th, 2019
The ringing of his cell phone woke him up while it was still quite dark in the hotel room. His eye cracked open and he could see the light from the phone, temporarily blinding the one eye he had open. He looked to his left where he had laid Rachel down after she passed out and she was still snoring away peacefully. Finn reached his hand out for his phone and answered it.
"Hello?" he replied groggily.
"Finn, get your ass up. I've been standing outside your door banging on it for five minutes. We need to get going," Burt's more awake voice said into Finn's ear.
"I'm not home."
"Yeah, I know. I'm outside your suite door. Now get up and make sure any body parts you don't want Kurt and I seeing are covered." Without another word Burt hung up. Now Finn could hear the banging on the door.
He swung his legs over the side of the bed and stood up, rubbing his sleep filled eyes. The clock read 4:21 am. Why the hell were Burt and Kurt outside their suite in the wee hours of the morning the day after their wedding? He just wanted to sleep then spend his week off making sweet love to his wife.
Finn made sure his boxers were still on before walking toward the door. His eyes were assaulted by the bright light of the hall as Burt and Kurt walked in and began throwing their stuff into bags.
"Is Rachel awake? We really need to get going," Kurt said as he went in the direction of the bed to pick Rachel's dress up and put it in a garment bag.
He wasn't sure if it was sleep deprivation or if Kurt was just spouting random words but Finn was confused. "What do you mean we need to get going? It's 4:30 in the morning the day after my wedding. Where the hell do we need to go?"
"Finn, just get dressed, wake Rachel up and get her dressed. Just come on," Burt said, tossing a shirt to Finn. Still having no idea what was going on, Finn did as was instructed. He hoped Burt and Kurt had a good reason for this.
Finn walked over to Rachel's side of the bed and sat down next to her. He lightly brushed her hair out of her face and kissed her forehead. "Rachel, baby, wake up. You need to wake up," he whispered softly into her ear. She turned a little to lie on her back and her face scrunched.
"I wanna sleep," she mumbled as she threw her arm over her eyes.
"Rach, you gotta get up. Burt and Kurt are here."
Rachel turned further away from Finn and continued to lie on the bed. Finn could tell it was going to take a bit more to wake her up from her hung over sleep. He turned her head back over to face him and pressed his lips against hers. Finn moved his lips on Rachel's until she was moving hers with his. His hands held her face and she brought hers up to grip his hair as Finn pressed her into the bed. Just as Rachel began running her hand down Finn's bare chest he pulled away and brushed his lips over hers ever so lightly.
"Okay, I'm up, I'm up," Rachel mumbled before pursing her lips to smooch Finn again. He sat up with a satisfied smirk on his face then pulled her up into a sitting position allowing the sheet to fall down.
"Finn, are you ready ye-whoa! Put those things away!" Kurt cried, covering his eyes once he realized Rachel's boobs were on full display. Apparently her strapless cami had fallen down her torso as she had slept.
Rachel was still half asleep and didn't even realize what Kurt was talking about until Finn lifted the sheet back up to cover her.
"Can you give us a minute please?" he bellowed out.
"Seriously, we need to go. Please hurry up." Kurt walked out of the area and went back to making sure he'd picked up all of their belongings.
"Where are we going?" Rachel asked as she rubbed the sleep from her eyes then yawned. Her head was pounding and she really wanted to close her eyes again.
Finn stood up and started searching for clothes Rachel could put on. "I honestly have no idea. Burt and Kurt just showed up here and started packing up our stuff saying we needed to leave."
Rachel threw the sheet off and started pulling on the dress Finn had found. A few minutes later Finn and Rachel were being shoved out of their room into the bright hallway, Kurt and Burt carrying all their stuff behind them.
"Where are we going?" Rachel asked Burt who she thought might give out more information than Kurt.
"It's a surprise," was all he said as they walked to the elevator.
For the next few minutes, Finn and Rachel both tried to get answers out of Kurt and Burt but they were both rather tight-lipped about what was going on. Neither revealed more about the trip they were taking other than it was a surprise.
The four of them hopped in Kurt's SUV and Finn noticed a lot of their luggage in the back.
"Where'd you get that?" Finn asked pointing to his and Rachel's stuff.
Kurt turned around in the front seat. "Your apartment, duh. Where else would I get things that you and Rachel own? By the way Rachel, I packed you some new bathing suits. Yours were rather old and no Finn, I didn't pack your puffy vests."
"Why did you need to pack me new bathing suits? Where are we going?"
Kurt and Burt just glanced at each other quietly then drove off in the direction of the Long Island Expressway.
The ride was silent other than Rachel's snoring as she had succumbed to sleep once more and Finn had given up trying to find out where Burt and Kurt were taking them. Once they arrived he'd know.
As they drove, Finn felt himself nodding off until the car abruptly stopped and his head shot up and his eyes opened quickly. They were at the curb of what appeared to be an airport terminal.
Burt and Kurt hopped out of the car and Finn woke Rachel up. "Rach, I think we're here," he said quietly as he nudged her awake. Her eyes fluttered open and she looked around her.
"We're at JFK." Rachel opened the door and Finn did the same. Standing on the curb were Burt and Kurt with all of Finn and Rachel's bags waiting for them to get a move on.
"What are we doing at JFK?" Finn asked looking around skeptically.
Kurt handed Rachel and Finn each a packet with their passports, tickets and other pertinent information in it. "Congratulations on your nuptials. Enjoy." He smiled at them both.
Rachel's eyes widened when she saw the destination on the ticket. "Kurt! We can't accept this! This is too much."
"It's not from me. I just got involved to make sure you didn't disgrace yourselves with your sad wardrobes while abroad. This is from our parents and yours," he explained looking between Finn and Rachel. They both looked at Burt.
"Burt, this is too much…" Finn started.
"Stop it. You're going on a proper honeymoon, not just sticking around New York for the week. You can do that anytime. Hiram, Leroy, Carole and I thought you deserved a nice vacation so we worked together to plan your trip. You guys paid for your entire wedding yourselves without asking for any help from us. It's the least we can do."
Rachel hugged Burt tightly and gave him a thank you kiss on the cheek. "You really didn't need to do this but thank you so much."
"Eh, it's no problem. You two better hurry up though if you want to get through security to make your flight. It leaves in like two hours."
Finn stepped forward to hug Burt in thanks too. "Thanks Burt. And tell mom thanks too. I'll call her later when she'll actually be awake." He stepped away and hugged Kurt too before picking up the bags Kurt had packed for them. "Jesus Kurt, what did you pack in here, bricks?"
"Just the essentials. You'll see when you open it. Now go! I need to move my car before the security guy tries to tow it." He shoved Finn toward the doors of the airport then hugged Rachel goodbye. A minute later he and Burt drove off leaving Finn and Rachel standing outside with big grins on their faces.
They walked into the airport and over to the counter to check their baggage then waited through security. By the time they got to the gate they were already exhausted.
"Why would they pick such an early flight? It's going to be around midnight by the time we even get there. I didn't even realize they had flights this early," Rachel commented as she looked at her ticket. Finn pulled out the rest of the information in the packet Kurt had given them. There was information regarding their hotel and the reservation for the car service that would pick them up to get them to the hotel and there was a guide on things to do in the area as well as a phrase book.
"Not that I'm not excited to go but why would they pick here? I've never even heard of it," Finn asked looking up from the information.
"Probably because I mentioned to my dads that if and when we ever went on a honeymoon I'd like to go somewhere with old world culture and a beach so as to get the best of both worlds since I was conflicted on where to go."
"What about me? Why didn't anyone ask me where I wanted to go?" he asked sounding slightly perturbed.
Rachel shrugged. "I don't know. Maybe because we had already decided we would wait on honeymooning so we didn't start out our marriage completely bankrupt and if they asked you where you wanted to go that would give away their plan? Are you really upset over this? I wouldn't think you'd really care since we probably won't be leaving the room all that often." Rachel sounded all innocent but Finn could see the glint in her eye that suggested otherwise. Also he did notice that Kurt had shoved the bag of Rachel's lingerie into one of her bigger bags she had checked. Yes, chances were they wouldn't be leaving the room very often while on their honeymoon.
The newlyweds impatiently waited for their flight to board and while they did so they both looked through their phrase books as neither knew the language of their destination. Rachel knew enough to say hello and what her name was but that was basically it. As for Finn, he only knew one sentence and that was because of the song originally made famous by Labelle then more recently so by Christina Aguilera, Pink, Mya and Lil' Kim and he couldn't very well go around asking everyone that particular question.
"I still can't believe our parents did this. That was unbelievably nice of them. We'll have to call them when we get there to thank them," Rachel told Finn as she closed her book and turned to face him. He was concentrating very hard on reading the book.
"Why can't they just speak English? These words aren't even spelled like they sound." He pointed at a word. "Like here there's an x in the word but the pronunciation thing says you don't even pronounce the x. What's the point of it?" Finn looked up at Rachel who just stared back at him with an amused expression.
"I love you." She smiled then leaned forward to capture Finn's lips with hers. "Don't worry, I'll do the talking. You can be the muscle and carry all the bags."
"Oh I can, can I? Gee, thanks," he replied sarcastically.
"Hey unless you want to deal with the natives…" Rachel leaned back with her hands up.
"Fine, I'll carry the bags." He pulled her head back to his and kissed her once more.
"Believe me; I'll make it worth your while to carry all those bags."
Finn raised his eyebrow. "I dunno. It'll take a lot to make it worth my while."
"Oh, I'm pretty sure the idea I've got brewing in my head will be more than satisfactory." Rachel smiled again and kissed Finn.
Just then a voice came over the gate's speaker alerting all the passengers that they would be boarding now. Finn and Rachel looked at their tickets to see where they would fall in the scheme of things and noticed they were first as their seats were all the way in the back of the plane. They got up with their carry-ons and waited for the first class passengers to board. About twenty minutes later they were on the plane in their aisle and middle seats taxiing out to the runway while the flight attendant explained safety procedures.
Finn and Rachel were so excited. They had only ever traveled to Canada together before and Finn had only ever been on a plane out of the country one other time when he went to the Bahamas with his parents and Kurt. This was a totally new and thrilling experience for both of them to visit Europe and one they probably wouldn't be able to have again anytime soon.
He still wasn't sure why their parents had chosen the city they did but despite his earlier gripe he didn't care. It was a vacation with Rachel to an exotic place they'd never been before and he'd take that any day.
Their jet took off no problem a few minutes later and after staring out the window watching the city grow smaller and smaller until they couldn't see anything anymore, Finn and Rachel began to fall asleep.
Three hours into their flight, Finn stirred when the flight attendant walked by and knocked his arm off the armrest. He looked around trying to regain his bearings when his eyes fell on Rachel. Her head was bent back with her mouth wide open and drool dripping out of it. He could hear her snores and snorted to himself at the sight.
Using his thumb, Finn wiped the drool from Rachel's face causing her eyes to flutter open. She looked forward then turned her head to rest her eyes on her husband. She smiled. Rachel had a husband.
"That will never get old," she mumbled to herself.
"What?" Finn asked having heard what she said.
"You're my husband and I love saying that." She smiled even bigger as Finn smiled at her and leaned forward to press his lips to hers.
"I love you, wife," he breathed against her lips.
A tiny smile graced Rachel's lips before she pulled away from Finn. "How long have I been asleep?" Finn looked at his phone.
"About three hours. You needed the rest though. You should go back to sleep." Finn took Rachel's hand in his.
"I want to try to stay awake otherwise I won't be able to sleep tonight."
"That's the idea though, isn't it?" Finn replied with a suggest smirk on his face.
"Finn, we need to sleep tonight otherwise we won't be awake to do anything tomorrow." Rachel sat up in her seat and craned her neck to look around. The aisle was empty, the other passengers in the immediate area were all asleep and the fasten seatbelt sign was off. Feeling a little frisky and impatient Rachel decided to act on her plan she had been formulating since discovering they'd be traveling on a honeymoon.
She unbuckled her seatbelt and stood up before turning around and placing one leg over Finn's cramped legs. Rachel lowered her body so she was sitting on his lower thighs.
"Wanna stretch?" she asked with a playful air. She licked her lips then her mouth curved up into a devilish grin. "I think it would be a good way to make carrying all our bags worth your while."
Finn's eyes flickered around suspiciously as his mouth fell open a little. Was Rachel really asking what he thought she was asking? He gulped nervously. Sure being a part of the Mile High Club would be awesome but it was risky. If they got caught they could be banned from flying or something, couldn't they? How would they get home? They could be stranded in Europe because their libidos were wildly out of control! But Rachel's hand felt so good on his growing bulge and he could feel her heat through her panties and his jeans. He wouldn't be surprised if she was even wet already. Plus they hadn't actually had sex as a married couple yet. Fuck it, Europe was a nice continent, they could be stranded in worse places.
"Sure," he croaked out as Rachel stood up again and finished crossing over Finn's lap.
She leaned down to whisper in his ear. "Wait a minute then when you're sure no one is paying attention I'll let you in." Rachel stood back up then briskly took the three steps to the bathroom door. There were two bathrooms in back. She turned around and stopped in front of Finn once more. "Right," was all she said quietly. Finn cocked his eyebrow. "I'll be on the right."
Once he understood Rachel turned around and entered the bathroom. During the minute or so she'd have in there alone, Rachel made sure she didn't look too wrecked from her night of binge drinking prior. She still didn't know why she chose her wedding night to get totally trashed but deeply regretted it as she had yet to consummate her marriage to her wonder husband. Now she was forced to do so in an airplane bathroom…well, not forced but she didn't want to wait. They could do romantic later.
Seconds later a light tapping on the door alerted Rachel to Finn's presence. She cautiously opened it just to be sure it was Finn and when she saw his familiar chest in her face she let him.
"We have to be quiet Finn. No one can know we're in here together," Rachel explained as she tugged her underwear down her legs.
"You should be giving yourself that advice," he mumbled as he unbuttoned his jeans and pushed them and his boxers down enough to uncover his chubby.
Rachel pushed him against the wall and took him in her hand. "I cannot believe we're doing this. You've turned me into quite a nymphomaniac, Mr. Hudson. What would a young Miss Rachel Berry say if she saw us now?" she asked rhetorically before sucking on Finn's neck.
Finn answered anyway. "I dunno but the current Mrs. Rachel Hudson is saying she wants to join the Mile High Club and I'm not going to deny her membership," Finn bantered wittily. He ran his hands down Rachel's legs then swiftly lifted her up and braced her against the sink. She pulled the fabric of her dress up and guided Finn to her entrance. He pushed into her causing her to moan loudly.
"Rachel!" Finn whisper shouted. "Quiet, remember?"
"Sorry, you just feel so good." Rachel placed her hands on Finn's shoulders as he began moving in and out of her and they both looked down to watch. "Oh, say it again," Rachel quietly breathed out.
"Say what again?" Finn grunted as the plane bumped a little forcing him out of Rachel. He repositioned himself then pushed back into her.
She pulled his body against hers and held his head close then whispered into his ear. "My name." Rachel swirled her tongue around Finn's ear then sucked his earlobe into her mouth, gently biting it.
"Mrs. Hudson," Finn said with a smile. "Mrs. Rachel Hudson." Finn kissed her passionately as the plane lurched again. Rachel slipped a little and Finn nearly dropped her but she had been able to keep herself upright by gripping the sink.
"Oh fuck Finn, right there," she whined as quietly as possible as Finn had grazed just the right spot at the slightly new angle. Using her arms and the grip Finn had on her ass, Rachel rolled her hips up and down, taking Finn in and out of her repeatedly. He moved his hands to hold her up using only his left arm so he could bring his right around to her front to brush his thumb over her over-sensitized clit. Rachel's body shuddered at the new contact and she whimpered at the light throbbing down below.
"Finn, I'm so close," Rachel told him as he grazed her clit again. She looked up and saw that Finn was staring at her face intently, watching, waiting for her to orgasm. She bit her lip to keep a louder whine from escaping as the friction increased with Finn's speed. They looked into each other's eyes as Finn pumped in and out of Rachel who was thrusting up and down just as furiously.
With one more flick over her clit, Rachel's entire body was seizing as she fought desperately to have her orgasm without making a sound. It was difficult to do as she was always so loud but in some ways it made the experience even more intense. Her head was spinning and she could hear her blood pumping in her ears as she came hard around Finn who moments and a few quick thrusts later followed after.
Finn was near silent as he exploded into his wife. The familiar 'o' was plastered on his face but no sound accompanied it as he felt his member harden and swell before beginning to go limp again. He pulled Rachel against him and held her body there making sure they were both completely down from their orgasms before pulling out of her. Finn placed her back down on her feet before taking her face in his hands and kissing her plump lips lightly.
"I love you so much, Mrs. Hudson."
Rachel kissed him back eagerly then wrapped her arms around his waist. "I love you too, Mr. Hudson, my husband." She giggled against Finn's chest then unwillingly pulled away. All Rachel wanted to do was stay in Finn's arms and make love all day but as they were in the toilet of an airplane that would be impossible. Eventually someone would notice.
"We should probably get back out to our seats before we raise suspicion," Rachel commented as she picked up her underwear. For the first time the bathroom seemed too small as it was difficult to maneuver her legs and arms the right way to get her panties back on with Finn standing there too. Rachel cried out slightly as the plane lurched again while her foot was raised causing her to fall right into Finn who was zipping his jeans back up. He subsequently slammed into the door with a loud thud and a groan.
When the plane settled, Finn pushed himself off the door, forcing Rachel back into an upright position as well.
"Finn, if you have your pants on I suggest you exit so I can have a little space to compose myself." Rachel stared him down, arms crossed over her chest with her panties hanging from her hand. "Besides, it would be suspicious if we left together anyway."
Finn shook his head in understanding then kissed Rachel's forehead.
"Oh, and wash your hands before you go. I don't think everyone wants us all over them."
"Yes, dear," Finn said exasperatedly. He washed his hands quickly then exited the bathroom leaving Rachel to herself.
Finn took the few steps back to his seat and sat down. Though his legs were scrunched and he couldn't lean back much, he hadn't ever felt so comfortable and relaxed on a plane.
"Psst," a voice called from Finn's left. He looked over and saw three men in the row across the aisle staring at him in awe. The guy on the end spoke when Finn looked over. "Did you just…" he lowered his voice so much Finn had to lean all the way over the aisle practically, "fuck that girl in the bathroom?"
Finn froze. People had heard? Were they going to get kicked out now? They couldn't do that, they were currently somewhere over the Atlantic and you couldn't exactly kick someone out of a moving jetliner. But would they be able to catch their connecting flight? What if they ended up on a 'no-fly' list because of this? They were totally screwed!
"No," Finn replied quietly trying not to give anything away. The guys looked at him disbelievingly.
"You mean you didn't just follow that bangin' chick into the bathroom and make her squeal? 'Cause we totally heard-"
"Hey! That's my wife you're talking about!" Finn roared at the dude who reeled back like he'd been hit.
"Dude, sorry. Didn't mean to be rude, it's just, she's hot. It would be totally sweet though if you did. How'd you get her to go along with it? I asked my girlfriend once and she laughed in my face."
Finn shrugged. "I didn't do anything in the bathroom but pee so I have no idea." He leaned back into his sitting position and tried to ignore the guys who were still not convinced by his innocent act.
Finally Rachel came back with an after-sex glow about her and a big smile on her face. Once again she seductively stepped over Finn giving him a small smile as she did so then sat back down in her seat and buckled herself in.
"I think you're right about going to back to sleep. I'm exhausted. I'll see you when we land," Rachel chirped happily before lightly kissing Finn's cheek and settling her head back on the chair and promptly dozing off.
"Oh yeah, they definitely fucked in there," Finn heard the guy on the end say to his friend. He looked over at the guy who gave him a 'way-to-go' head nod.
Finn turned away from him and stared straight ahead. It wasn't long before he began falling asleep again too.
The sound of the captain's voice coming over the intercom woke Rachel up. She wiped the drool she'd been sporting from her face and looked past the random man she was sitting next to who'd been asleep the entire time to see out the window.
It was amazing! France! They were actually in France! Rachel had never been anywhere this big. Sure New York had been an exciting adventure when she first arrived but it had been home for seven years now. She was used to it and yes, she had been to Canada but Canada was so similar to the US. France was an entirely new level. Even at night from an airplane window it was beautiful.
She nudged Finn awake who had started drooling himself and told him they would be landing in about twenty minutes. They discussed their game plan for getting to their connecting flight as quickly as possible and when the plane landed they impatiently waited for everyone to get off. While they did so the guys across the aisle, Rachel noticed, were staring at her.
Finally the guy on the end leaned over to speak to her. "Miss, I just wanted to say that I wish more women were like you. You give me hope."
Rachel was extremely confused and Finn was doing his best to keep his cool.
"Thank you…?" Rachel replied uneasily not entirely sure why this gentleman she didn't even know was telling her she gave him hope. Maybe he recognized her from Broadway? She had just won her first Tony that year. Yes, that had to be it. "I'm glad I could inspire you with my work."
The guys behind him began trying and failing to stifle their laughs. "I'm glad too."
Finn's eyes widened and his nostrils flared as his mouth mashed into a thin line. He wanted to set this guy straight but by doing so that would alert Rachel to the fact that they knew about the bathroom and he'd probably really end up on a 'no-fly' list for beating up a guy on an AirFrance flight.
"Come on Finn, the line is moving!" Rachel urged her husband who was evilly glaring at the guys next to them and blocking her from exiting the row of seats they were in. "We only have half an hour to find our next gate and everything is in French."
"Where are you traveling to?" the third guy in on the row next to them asked.
"Someplace called Nice," Finn grumbled, pronouncing it the English way.
"Finn, it's pronounced 'niece' as in niece and nephew. You wouldn't happen to be on flight 7704 to Nice would you?" Rachel asked the men nicely, hoping they would be on that flight so they could maybe help them find their way.
The guys looked at each other. "We are actually. Pierre here reads and speaks French fluently so he should have no problem leading the way if you wanted to follow us," the third guy said patting the middle guy's shoulder to Rachel's gratification. Her face lit up at their stroke of luck.
"That would be great if you don't mind. We're both a little helpless when it comes to French. We took Spanish in high school." Rachel looked up at Finn who forced a smile at his oblivious wife. "Finn, seriously, move it! We gotta go!" She pushed him to get him moving out of the seats and into the aisle.
With their carry-ons in hand, Finn led the way for Rachel and the three men off the plane. Once they were out at the gate they introduced themselves as they began in the direction of their connecting flight.
"I'm Paul and this is my brother Neil and our cousin Pierre," the man from the aisle seat announced pointing at the other two men as he said their names. They waved in greeting.
"My name is Rachel, Rachel Hudson and that," she pointed at Finn, "is my husband Finn. You might recognize me as Rachel Berry though as that's my maiden and stage name," she informed the men animatedly as they jogged behind Pierre and Finn who were the tallest and with the longest legs of the group.
"Why would I recognize your name?" Paul asked. Rachel looked a little taken aback.
"I'm a Broadway actress. I just won a Tony this year for my turn as Laurey Williams in the revival of Oklahoma!. Are you not familiar with Broadway?" Rachel asked in confusion. Apparently her assumption from earlier had been incorrect.
Paul shook his head no. "Can't say that I am. I mean, I did see Wicked once with my girlfriend a few years back…"
"I was in Wicked!" Rachel crowed, nodding her head like an excited puppy. "Did you see it in New York between April and December of 2017?"
Paul shook his head. "No, I saw it before then." Rachel's face fell at his words. "What part did you play?" he asked, perking her interest again.
"Oh I started out in the chorus as a Munchkin but the lead Elphaba broke her leg under mysterious circumstances and I took over for her about four months into my time with the show. It was wonderful playing her. She led me to Laurey because when my friend Jimmy, the director during my time with Wicked, left the show to work on Oklahoma! he insisted I be his Laurey and as it was one of the three roles I've always dreamed of playing of course I didn't refuse him," Rachel explained in one massive breath.
"Well, good for you. You certainly seem to have a set of pipes on ya." At his words both Pierre and Neil started chuckling. Rachel didn't understand why her fantastic vocal cords were reason for giggles but she didn't dwell on it.
For the next few minutes while the group meandered through the Charles de Gaulle airport to get to their next gate, Rachel gabbed on and on about Broadway and the roles she had performed so far and what she hoped to accomplish in the future. Rachel was completely oblivious to the fact that no one was really paying attention anymore by the time they arrived but she continued speaking anyway. Finn hoped her jabber-jaw would keep the guys from wanting to speak to them further and they'd finally leave them alone so Finn wouldn't need to worry about Rachel finding out they knew about their bathroom rendezvous. He could tell by Paul's expression that he was growing bored of listening to her. It was kind of like the expression Finn wore whenever he was pretending to listen to Rachel too.
Just as Paul was about to make up an excuse not to have to talk to Rachel anymore, he was saved by the intercom of the gate. Pierre gestured that Paul and Neil needed to follow him and they all said goodbye to Rachel and Finn and quickly rushed off get in line to board.
"They were so nice and helpful. Finn, do you have all the bags?" she asked turning to look at Finn who had a smirk on his face. "What are you smiling about?"
He simply shook his head. "Nothin'. Let's go, I think they're boarding our section now." Finn stuck his hand out for Rachel to take and led them over to the gate where a smiley French lady was taking tickets.
"Bonjour! Bon voyage à Nice!" she said to Finn, waving him through the door.
Finn smiled at her and continued through the door. As he did so, Rachel noticed that the woman turned her head and gave Finn a once over. When Rachel cleared her throat to remind the woman she was still there and hadn't collected her ticket yet the lady quickly stopped, flashed a very fake smile at her then turned back to taking the waiting passengers tickets. Even in France the women seemed to find Finn irresistible.
On this flight Finn and Rachel were in the back again but due to the short duration they would not be having a repeat of their earlier bathroom activities. They sat in their seats waiting for the plane to taxi out when Rachel leaned close to whisper in Finn's ear.
"Why is it that practically everyone woman you meet is about ready to throw themselves at you?" she asked, quirking her eyebrow at him.
"What d'ya mean?" he mumbled back unsure what Rachel was getting at.
"I mean that the woman who took our tickets was staring longingly after your cute butt as you walked away. Even in France you cause eyes to wander."
Finn shrugged. "I can't help it that women find all this hot and sexy." He gestured to his body and did the 'Blue Steel' model look from Zoolander earning a laugh from Rachel. "I don't care though and you shouldn't either. The only woman who needs to find me hot and sexy is you." He smiled then leaned in to kiss her.
"I guess I'll just have to up my game to make sure you continue to feel that way," Rachel said playfully.
"You don't need to do that. You're perfect Rachel. I'm not going anywhere. Marriage might be a joke to some people but it isn't to me; when I said 'til death, I meant it." Finn nodded his head as if to solidify his point.
Rachel leaned in closer. "Then I guess that means I don't need to sex you up tonight before bed. Good, because I'm kind of tired." She let out a fake yawn, covering her mouth and glancing away.
Finn's face went blank before he began arguing his case. "Well ya know, you did fall asleep in the middle of one of my favorite things you can do with your mouth…on our wedding night," he intoned somewhat bitterly.
"I did? Oh yeah, I did. I'm sorry about that, baby. I really am. I promise you I will make it up to you tonight." Very sneakily Rachel moved her hand to cup Finn's groin as a tiny preview of what was to come. She kissed him anxiously and fiercely until the captain's voice came over the speaker. Rachel abruptly pulled away, Finn's lips following hers momentarily trying to keep the contact.
Hours later Finn and Rachel were entering the dark room they'd be staying in until Saturday. Rachel entered first and flicked on the light, squealing in delight at the place. It wasn't overly fancy but the blue color palette was pleasing to the eye and it had a balcony overlooking the Mediterranean Sea. It was definitely more than Rachel could have asked for.
"Finn, isn't this amazing? We have a room at a hotel in the South of France overlooking the Mediterranean Sea!" She turned to look at her husband who was struggling to carry in all the bags Kurt had packed them. In her amazed excitement Rachel forgot he had been carrying them all. "Sorry, let me help you."
Rachel grabbed her bags and carried them further into the room, placing them down at the end of the bed. When she heard Finn shut the door she immediately turned around and threw herself at him. Her legs and arms wrapped around his body as he stumbled back into the door from being unprepared for the tackle.
"I am awake and energized now. Let's have sex," Rachel announced in a chipper tone before kissing Finn aggressively.
He carried her over to the bed and placed her down on it. He leaned back up and tugged his sweater and undershirt off while Rachel undid his pants and shoved them and his boxers down his legs.
"I believe I promised you some fellatio?"
"You make it sound so sexy," Finn joked as he kicked his sneakers and pants off completely.
"Yes, because blowjob is so much more romantic." Before Finn could make another remark on her term for oral sex, Rachel ducked her head down and took Finn into her mouth.
He took a sharp breath and thread his fingers through Rachel's hair as her head bobbed up and down. Finn looked down to watch Rachel swallow his length over and over quickly before pulling him out and licking from the base to the tip then flicking her tongue over the top. She stared up at him through her lashes and smiled before wrapping her plump lips around him again. She brought her hand up to cup Finn's balls and used the other one to grip his ass. Rachel squeezed both gently as she sucked in her cheeks and pulled away from him.
Then Rachel slid off the bed and onto her knees in front of him. She ran her hands up and down his torso, every so often fondling his cock and taking his balls into her mouth. She brought him to the brink then stopped completely. Rachel pushed herself up so she was standing.
"Why'd you stop?" Finn breathed out, looking into Rachel's eyes for an explanation.
She licked her lips. "I want you inside me," she stated simply, lifting her dress over her head and removing her bra and panties. She toyed with her nipples and pressed herself against Finn's naked body. "Make love to me, Finn."
Rachel leaned up to kiss him and get things restarted but Finn wasn't ready.
"I don't think so," he whispered into her ear as he pulled Rachel off him. She pouted and looked confused.
"Finn," she whined, grinding herself against him.
Finn shook his head no. "You fell asleep on our wedding night then promised me a blowjob on the plane to make up for it."
"I gave you one!" she protested. Her body was buzzing and she just wanted Finn between her legs already. He was about to be buried inside her. Why was he complaining?
"You got me hard. I want a full blowjob. You haven't done that in months." He crossed his arms over his chest defiantly.
Rachel stood up to her full height. "Yeah, because I get us to the main event."
"Maybe I just want the full pre-show first. I always go all the way with you when I give you oral," Finn griped.
Rachel scoffed at his statement. "That's a lie. Just two weeks ago I was nearly there and you stopped."
"Because that was the last time we were going to have sex for two weeks since you decided to cut us off and wait for our wedding night and we were kinda pressed for time as I had to get to work. You never used to have a problem letting me go all the way. Why do you now?" He threw his hands in the air to accentuate his exacerbation.
Rachel glanced at the floor before sitting on the bed. "I don't Finn. I just get so hot myself while doing it that I don't want to wait. I guess I never noticed because you never said anything before." She glanced back up at him. "If you really want me to finish you off, I suppose I can wait. I did promise you…but you better return the favor." She pointed at him with narrowed eyes.
A smile popped on her face and she patted the bed indicating that Finn should sit but he didn't comply. Instead he walked over to the desk and pulled the bench out from under it. He plopped down and gestured at his still erect penis as if her were displaying fine jewels.
"Cocky much?" she said, arching her eyebrow as she stood up and walked over to him.
"Sometimes." He leaned back against the desk and made himself comfortable as Rachel got on her knees in front of him. She scraped her nails up and down his thighs. Rachel licked her lips salaciously as her lustful gaze fell upon Finn's.
Desire burned in his eyes as he watched Rachel lean forward to softly lick his tip. His member twitched at the feel of her warm wet tongue on his skin. She moved her hands up to wrap one around the base of his cock and ran the other one over his chest. She played with his frenulum with the tip of her tongue, lightly massaging it, driving Finn wild.
Finn brushed Rachel's hair back to see more of her face as she sucked on him. She ran her hand up and down his length, brushing her thumb over the tip to spread their moisture around when she spoke.
"Any requests?" she asked, still rubbing his throbbing cock.
"Hum," was all he said. Rachel smiled again then pressed her lips against Finn's tip, slowly parting them to allow him entry. Inch by inch, Rachel's head pushed forward until every bit of him she could manage was in her mouth. She started humming in a low pitch then dragged her head back up slowly.
Rachel did this over and over, changing the pitch each time, occasionally taking a second to simply lick him or pay attention to his balls just to keep him on his toes.
Finn was falling into a place of pure ecstasy watching Rachel use her mouth and hands on him so expertly. When they first started having sex and Rachel would give him head, he could hardly last more than about three minutes before coming inside Rachel's mouth prematurely. Over the years his stamina increased and now he could last much longer if Rachel took her time, allowing him to really enjoy her mouth around him but in that instant as he watched her and felt her, he could feel the cum rising, about to burst out of him.
"Rach," he moaned out, his hands running through her hair as his hips bucked up.
Rachel could tell Finn was about to burst and she was ready for it until she made the decision to let Finn watch. She pulled his cock out of her mouth and stroked him up and down until finally he came all over his lower abdomen. As his chest heaved from the exertion, Rachel continued stroking him until he went soft again. She knelt up straight and kissed Finn who wrapped his arms around her and caressed her back and sides tenderly. She pulled away slightly.
"I'm not done yet," she declared in a low tantalizing voice. Finn's eyes widened and his mouth fell open as Rachel kissed down his neck and chest until she got to his belly button. Throwing Finn a steamy glance through her eyelashes, Rachel began swiping her tongue over Finn's cum to clean him off. She savored every bit of it as if it were a fine wine when she brought her tongue into her mouth to swallow it. Finn groaned at the sight.
When she was finished Rachel got off her knees and straddled Finn on the bench. "I have now kept my promise. So it's my turn."
Finn sighed and rolled his eyes like it was an obligation to have sex with Rachel rather than the most awesome thing in the world. "If I have to…"
Rachel smacked his chest and scrunched her face.
"Kidding. I'll just need a minute to regroup."
"Does your mouth need a minute?" Rachel asked with a tone suggesting a minute was too long to wait.
Finn's eyes narrowed. "I thought you wanted me inside you?"
"Finn, just eat me out already," Rachel demanded to Finn's astonishment. She got off him and stood up on the bench then crawled to sit directly behind Finn on the desk. When Finn turned around to face her, his head was perfectly situated between her thighs.
"Impatient much?" he mocked.
"Always." Rachel placed her hand on top of Finn's head and forced him forward into her already slick folds. He didn't even have time to admire how wet he had made her before drinking it up.
His tongue slipped in and out of her easily as his arms wrapped around her thighs to hold her down so he could work. As always, she tasted amazing and he just wanted her wetness all over him. The sounds she made and feeling her heat and the pulsing of her walls and clit against his lips and tongue while his face was buried in her never failed to get him hard and boost his confidence in every way.
Rachel pushed on his head more and thrust her hips forward to get Finn as close to her body as she could. The pressure below was building and she wanted relief but at the same time she wasn't ready. Rachel wanted to draw it out and keep it going for as long as possible so she would occasionally forcibly pull Finn's head away from her and lean down to lick her own juices off his face and tongue.
The last time Finn went back to licking her however was too much. He tongued her clit and sucked it between his lips creating enough friction that Rachel couldn't help but finally come. She gripped Finn's hair tightly with her hands and his head tightly with her thighs as she mewled loudly and called out 'Finn' and 'fuck' about a dozen times.
When the overpowering sensation ceased, Rachel pulled her legs apart to allow Finn to breathe then hopped off the desk. Finn stood up and wiped his face off with his hand. He watched Rachel walk over to the bed and fall into it face first. Not ready for the night to be over yet as he was ready to go again, Finn crawled onto the bed too and hovered over her.
"Rachel," he brushed her hair from her neck and placed a light kiss there. "Rach, what happened to all that energy you had?"
"You ate it," she replied into the bed. Finn chuckled as he placed another kiss along her shoulder. She turned her head so she could speak clearly. "We can spend all day in bed tomorrow. I'm tired again. Traveling has taken more out of me than I expected."
"One more time, then we can sleep, I swear. And I'm keeping you to that 'all day in bed tomorrow' promise. France, schmance. I want hot honeymoon sex."
Rachel's entire body shook under Finn as she giggled. She motioned that she wanted to flip over and Finn lifted his body. "One more time then sleep. Tomorrow after we're well rested I swear we can do whatever you want as many times as you want." Finn's mouth widened into a huge grin as he sat up and gripped Rachel's ankles lifting her legs and placing her feet on his chest. "What are you doing?" she said through a giggle.
"Since you're so tired, I'll take control on this one." He winked at her like he was doing her a favor.
Finn stroked himself a few times to get himself harder then teased Rachel's entrance with his tip. "You're still dripping," he commented quietly.
"I'm still really turned on," she replied lifting her butt slightly. Using only his hips, Finn pushed into Rachel and stayed still for a moment enjoying the feeling. He moved a little to get into a more comfortable position then began thrusting in and out. Each time Rachel's body lifted off the bed a little more as Finn got deeper and deeper.
Finn could see Rachel palm her breast with one hand and reach her other one between her legs to rub her clit. He held her legs as he moved in and out of her at a steady pace trying to build the friction.
"Finn, hurry," Rachel moaned out as her back arched up. She was still sensitive from her previous orgasm and her second one was coming quicker. Finn picked up the pace and force and slammed into Rachel harder each time until she was crying out in undeniable pleasure. Her fingers gripped the bedspread as she fought to keep the feeling going.
Just as Rachel started coming down from her orgasm, taking deep breaths to try and steady her rapid heartbeat, Finn came inside Rachel with a loud groan. He fell forward on top of her and they lied there sweaty and spent holding each other.
Rachel played with Finn's hair as he kissed any bits of skin he could get to. "I love you Finn," Rachel confessed quietly. "I've been in love with you since that picnic in the auditorium when you first kissed me. I may have just thought it was a simple crush at first but it was definitely more than that. It always has been."
Finn lifted his head to stare at her. "I love you too Rach." Finn looked a little guilty. "It might have taken me a little longer to realize I was in love with you but I did and I still am and will always be. There's no one else I'd ever want to be married to and lying on top of naked."
Rachel smiled and pulled Finn's head down to kiss him again. "Sleep now, more sex later."
Finn groaned but removed himself from his wife so they could get under the covers. Rachel got off the bed and went over to her suitcase.
"What are you doing?" Finn asked as he rolled the comforter back.
"Getting pajamas on."
"Why? I'm just going to rip them off you as soon as I wake up."
Rachel crossed her arms over her chest. "But what if I get cold?"
"There's blankets on the bed and I will gladly lay on top of you if you need added warmth."
"What if they're unsanitary?"
Finn gave Rachel an annoyed glare. "We just had sex on the bedspread and we'll be tearing this thing up all day tomorrow and you're worried about if it's sanitary or not? Rachel, just come to bed naked please. For me?" He wanted to feel Rachel against him while he slept, not her flannel pajamas…if Kurt had even packed those.
"Fine. No pajamas." Rachel joined Finn under the covers and snuggled into his side. "We really need to call our parents tomorrow and thank them for all this."
"We do. I need to thank them for giving me an opportunity to join the Mile High Club."
"Finn! We do not need to tell anyone about that. What you and I do in the confines of an airplane bathroom is between you and me. And I swear if Puck finds out about it you will regret it greatly. I have a reputation to uphold. I cannot have people knowing I enjoy fucking my husband in public places. Then people really would label me as a nymphomaniac."
Finn snorted. "I won't tell anyone even though I really want to rub it in Puck's face."
Rachel leaned up to stare at him sternly. "Finn Hudson, don't you dare! I mean it! I will never give you a blowjob again if you even breathe a word about it to anyone."
"I won't, I won't!" he conceded. Then he changed the subject. "Speaking of blowjobs, can I get another one tomorrow? Or you know, five?"
Rachel rolled her eyes and shook her head before lying back down against Finn. "We'll just have to see how it plays out. If we don't get to sleep soon though, I won't be rested for one much less five." She leaned up to peck Finn on the lips. "Goodnight Finn."
"'Night Rachel." Suddenly very tired and sleepy, Finn yawned and closed his eyes. Tomorrow was fast on its way as the newlyweds drifted off to sleep in each other's arms.
Debating whether or not to write more about their honeymoon. I am accepting opinions on the matter.