Anyone else feel like they were gutted by that finale? Well, to (I hope anyway) make everyone feel just a little bit better, here's some fluff and smut.
August 29th, 2014
"You should really read the directions, Finn. Why don't men ever read the directions?" Rachel told her boyfriend yet again as he pulled out all the parts for their tent from the bag and laid them out on the ground. He took a deep breath in and exhaled sharply, clearly exasperated with her. How was it her fault that she just wanted to be sure the tent wouldn't collapse on them the minute they got inside it? If she was going to be forced to sleep in the wilderness on the ground, she was going to make sure it was at least sturdy.
"Rachel, baby, I love you, but you're driving me crazy! I know how to set up a tent! I've gone camping a lot and my mom would let Puck and I set up the tent in the backyard in the summer all the time. I'm familiar with the process."
"But it's a brand new tent," Rachel asserted. "How do you know you'll set it up correctly?"
Finn closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose before standing up and forcing a smile to turn to Rachel. He stepped closer to her and put his hands on her shoulders before rubbing her arms. "Baby, we're going to need some firewood for later. Do you think maybe you could go find some while I set up the tent? The wood needs to be dry and we'll need some smaller sticks for tinder too, okay?"
Rachel scoffed. "You can't be serious? You want me," she pointed at herself haughtily, "to venture into the woods alone to find firewood? That's like the beginning of a horror movie, Finn!"
"Rachel, it's four in the afternoon. The sun hasn't even begun to set yet. I think you will be alright looking around the edges of the lot for some wood. I will be right here. If you really need me, just yell. Okay?"
Her brow furrowed as she pouted and crossed her arms over her chest. "Fine. I'll get the wood." She turned to stalk off but Finn tugged her back by her wrist.
"Can I get a kiss?"
Her mouth split into a reluctant smile and she leaned up to kiss him. "You're lucky I love you. I don't venture into the wild for just anyone."
"Rach, we're in a mapped out campsite. It's hardly the wild."
"There is no electricity, running water, or indoor plumbing. It's the wild." She pulled away and started off for the edge of the woods to their left while Finn went back to setting up the tent.
Honestly, Rachel still couldn't believe she had let Finn convince her into coming on this trip. Roughing it for a weekend was not her idea of a good time. She needed a soft warm bed to sleep in, indoor plumbing, and an internet connection. Her phone couldn't even find a signal in the godforsaken Adirondacks. She couldn't even text Anjali and Kurt about how horrendous camping was.
The trip had taken weeks to plan but only a day to completely fall apart. The plan had been for Finn, Puck and Nick to go to Nick's family's cabin at Lake Placid for Labor Day weekend stopping along the way for a night of manly bonding over beers and fishing at a tiny campsite at a lake that was little more than the size of a pond. It was apparently from Nick's childhood and he had insisted they would have a good time there. Unfortunately, two days before they were due to leave, Nick developed a serious case of mono after making out with some sleazy sorority chick his sister was friends with leaving just Finn and Puck. The trip was still a go as Nick gave them permission to use his cabin without him, but then just the day before, further disaster struck.
Puck had requested from his chief to get the weekend off and things had been going well as all shifts at the firehouse were covered without him until a three alarm fire struck. The incident put two guys from his company in the hospital for a broken leg and head trauma and Puck was called in to cover the shift for the weekend. This left Finn all on his own for the trip and in desperate need of a friend to go with.
His first go-to was Chuck but he wasn't even in the state so that failed, then he asked Kurt and got laughed at for a solid ten minutes before receiving a sarcastic comment and a resounding no, then he went to Rachel. Her first answer was far from a yes.
"Do I look like someone who enjoys the great outdoors, Finn? I realize we grew up in Lima and it wasn't exactly the bustling metropolis that Manhattan is, but it was busy enough that it made me a city girl. I need electricity and a hot shower and four walls and a roof. I don't do camping. There must be someone else you can ask?"
"But babe, think about it. We'd be totally alone for the entire weekend. No Puck, no Anjali, no Kurt…" he walked closer to her at her desk and leaned down to wrap his arms around her from behind when she turned back to her computer, "we could sleep under the stars and make s'mores, swim in the lake, snuggle by the campfire. It'll be like when we went to the cabin with everyone from glee but better because we'll be all alone. Just you and me and the beauty of nature." He brushed her hair away from her neck and snuggled his face closer, not missing when her breathing became heavier and her head tilted allowing his lips access to her throat. "And the camping part is only for one night. We'll be at Nick's cabin for the next two nights. There's electricity and plumbing there."
Rachel turned around in her seat and looked up at Finn who wore a poker face, trying not to get too excited at knowing he'd swayed her. "We'll only be camping one night?"
"One night. Then back to civilization. Scout's honor." He smiled and held up the Boy Scout symbol.
"You were never a Boy Scout, Finn."
He dropped his hand. "Well, I still promise."
Rachel chewed on her lip and he could see her fighting with herself internally as she tapped her fingers on the back of her chair. She sighed and stood up. "I suppose if camping will only be one night, I'll go with you."
"Really?"
"Really." She bit her lip and smiled. "What do I need to pack?"
And that was how Rachel found herself scrounging for firewood on the edge of the clearing they were set up in. After picking up Nick's truck, directions, and cabin key from him, they drove north to the Adirondacks for five hours to their first night's stop.
The entire drive up, minus the hour long nap, Rachel could tell she was beginning to bug Finn with all her questioning but she was just worried. She had never been real camping in her life and never in true wilderness. That weekend at the cabin in high school was the closest she had come to surviving in the woods and that hadn't exactly been Man vs. Wild. Was it so wrong to want to be prepared for a night without the essentials?
Rachel began humming to herself as she picked up a small stick that ended up being attached to a much larger fallen branch. She dropped it as it was far too large to use for a fire and they had no way to chop wood. Luckily, some smaller logs were lying nearby and she collected those until her arms were completely full. She tromped back to Finn through the low brush, scraping her leg in the process.
"Ow," she cried as the jagged branch dragged across her calf. Her eyes peered down as she lifted her leg and saw that it was bleeding. "Finn!" She started jogging back over to him and threw the wood haphazardly into the pit, crossing her arms over her chest as she padded over to Finn who was still working on the tent.
"Yeah, babe?" he asked, his head poking over the top of the tent from the other side.
"I scraped my leg," she whined, pushing out her bottom lip. "Where did you put the first aid kit?"
"It's in the truck. Sit down, I'll get it." Finn stood up to his full height and ran to Nick's SUV to grab the kit while Rachel sat down in the chair she had set up for herself earlier.
"I hope it doesn't get infected from all the dirt."
Finn snorted as he came back and walked around to face Rachel. "You would need to get some dirt in it first." He dropped to his knee and pulled out the anti-septic, Neosporin, and a band-aid to clean the little cut and once she was good, he kissed the scrape. "All better."
She beamed at him and leaned down to give him an appreciative kiss. "Thank you. Is the tent set up yet?"
"Why? You wanna break it in?" he insinuated, chucking his eyebrows playfully.
"Actually I wanted to set up our sleeping bags and pillows. I need to know that I'll be comfortable."
"Well, if you let me wear you out I know you'll sleep comfortably." Finn winked at her and she pushed his shoulder and rolled her eyes. But suddenly his face morphed from flirtation to worry.
"What?"
"Don't…don't freak out."
Rachel didn't get it. "Don't freak out about what exactly?"
Finn remained silent as his hand moved closer to her shoulder. Her gaze followed his path until it landed on the large lightly colored spider sitting on her t-shirt. A loud scream ripped from Rachel's throat as she jumped off the chair, knocking Finn onto his ass and ran around shrieking and shaking her body wildly as if she were possessed.
"Is it gone? Is it gone? IS IT GONE?" she yelled over and over at varying differences in pitch. As Finn made it back to his feet, he couldn't get Rachel to stop moving long enough to tell if it were gone or not. "Get it off me!"
"If you would stop moving I could tell you if it's gone or not!" He gripped her shoulders to keep her from moving and examined her body closely. "It looks like it's gone." Relief washed over her face as she clutched at her heart and took deep calming breaths. "I think you overreacted a little. It was just a little spider."
Rachel reared her head back. "Just a little spider? Finn! That thing nearly bit me!"
Finn tried not to roll his eyes. "You didn't even know it was on you until I went to knock it off. You probably picked the little guy up when you got the wood."
She looked back over at the woods before facing Finn again. "I'm not going back over there. You can get more wood. I am going to set up our sleeping bags. And you better check yourself for spiders before you come near me!" Rachel warned as she walked toward the SUV to grab their stuff.
A half an hour later, Rachel had finished making their tiny tent as homey as she could for the night and Finn had arranged the firewood for their campfire later that night. As she exited the tent to tell Finn it was finished, she found him at the edge of the woods relieving himself on a tree.
"Oh my God! Finn! I cannot believe you are just peeing in the woods!"
He looked back at her over his shoulder. "What? The bathroom is like a ten minute walk from here. It's just easier."
"But it's disgusting! Not to mention unsanitary. Come here." Rachel dug around in her bag and produced her Twilight Woods for Men PocketBac from Bath & Body Works that she had bought just for Finn for this occasion. He always complained that her hand sanitizers were far too frilly and girly for him to wear even though he loved how all her fragrances smelled on her. "Next time could you please just walk to the bathroom? I don't want to have to listen to you going all night."
Finn sighed and accepted the sanitizer from Rachel. "Fine. It's just easier to go on a tree though."
"Maybe for you… Now, what I came out of the tent for was to tell you that it is all set up." Rachel smiled brightly and clapped her hands together. "I'm still not sure how we're both going to fit in there since it's so small but we'll make it work." Just then Finn's stomach grumbled and they both peered down at it. "Hungry?"
"It is dinner time."
"I'll get out my tofu salad for us!" Rachel busied herself in the cooler that Finn had dragged out earlier while he stalked over to the truck.
"Actually, I got dinner covered."
"What?" Rachel arched her brow as she saw him pull a tackle box and fishing pole out of the back.
"I'm gonna catch a fish."
Rachel jumped to her feet and placed her hands on her hips. "Finn Hudson, you cannot!"
"What? Why?"
"I'm a vegan, Finn."
"I know. I was only going to catch some for me."
"No you aren't. I am a member of PETA, Finn. You can't go catching and killing a fish in front of me!"
Finn's brow drew together as his mouth fell open in disbelief. "Are you really trying to tell me I can't go fishing on a fishing trip?"
"You can catch them but you need to release them afterward."
"But it's gonna be my dinner for the night! You don't make such a stink about me eating fish at home. Why is now any different?"
"At home the fish is already dead when you buy it. Someone would end up eating it anyway and even though I would love it if you attempted at least a vegetarian lifestyle with me, I've accepted the fact you are a carnivore and I will not try to change that," Finn laughed at that earning a stare of disapproval, "because I love you for who you are, but this is completely different. The fish in that lake are alive still. I can't watch you trick it into eating a lure, gut it, and fry it up."
"Well, you don't have to watch," Finn suggested in a childish tone. He had really been looking forward to eating some fresh fish. "I even got a fishing license and brought all the stuff to cook it, including spices." The corner of his mouth turned up in a hopeful smile but the intense stare Rachel was throwing him was telling him that he would not be getting his way…at least not if he wanted to sleep inside the tent with Rachel. His face fell and he put his fishing gear down, speaking in a tone of dejection. "Fine. I'll fish later. Let's eat your tofu salad."
Now Rachel felt bad for squashing his fresh fish dream. "I'm sorry, baby. The thought of you fishing a poor little fish and killing him just makes me uncomfortable. I'm sure you and the boys will get an even better fishing trip someday and you can get all the fish you want then." Rachel grinned and squeezed his arm before adopting a more flirtatious manner. "I promise you I will make it up to you later."
A tiny smile popped up on Finn's face and he moved over to the other seat next to the cooler. "Do we have anything to go with the tofu salad?"
"You still have some turkey left if you want a sandwich. Oh, and the vegetarian chili."
"Sounds good, babe."
Rachel set up their blankets and plates and cups for a little picnic while Finn pulled out ingredients for a sandwich. When everything was settled, Rachel sat across from Finn and smiled coyly, waiting for him to notice the little throwback she had brought along.
"Oh hey, the cups are like the airplane cups from our first picnic!" Finn noticed when he picked his cup up to drink some of his lemonade.
"Yes. I found them the other day and they brought back memories." Finn chewed on his turkey and when he swallowed leaned forward to give Rachel a kiss.
"Do you ever miss high school?"
Rachel shrugged and picked at her salad thoughtfully. "Not really. I mean, I miss some parts of high school, mostly glee and our friends, but I like now better. We're making our dreams come true and building a life together and in the greatest city in the world. Plus, there aren't any bullying jocks around to toss slushies in our faces."
"Yeah, that is nice."
The pair reminisced about high school, finishing their food then cuddling with each other on the blanket and enjoying the last weekend of summer before junior year really began. Technically, they had both started school already but it had only been one week in so they hadn't been through anything too strenuous yet. Both wanted to enjoy their last weekend together without the stress of all upper level classes in their chosen fields bogging them down. For the moment they were content to lie in each other's arms, talking about everything and nothing and make out.
As the sun dipped lower in the sky, the temperature began to drop and Rachel had the need to make the trek to the bathrooms. She didn't understand why it had to be so far away but she would make the trip if it meant she didn't have to squat in the woods.
"Do you need me to go with you? I don't want you to get lost," Finn offered as he hovered over the fire pit, preparing to get one going.
"Finn, there's a worn road that will lead me to it. I think I can find it."
Finn narrowed his eyes at her. "Aren't you the woman earlier who was concerned about getting lost in the woods?"
"That's in the woods. There aren't any paths in there. There is a clear cut path to the bathroom, I'll be fine." She bent down to give him a quick peck on the cheek before heading in the direction she needed to go.
It had taken no time at all to find her way to the common area of the campsite where the bathrooms, showers, grills, and a playground for kids could be found. There were quite a few people milling around, kids swinging and hanging off the jungle gym, families barbequing for dinner. She felt her pocket vibrate and realized she had an incoming text. Her phone had a signal in this clearing!
Rachel yanked her iPhone out of her pocket and saw that she had at least a dozen texts from Kurt and a few from Anjali as well. They started out normal enough but got more frantic as she got further down.
Seriously! Where are you? You should have texted by now!
Rachel Barbra Berry, you text me back right now!
I'm going to cry if you and my brother have been murdered by backwoods hicks.
Call or text me NOW!
She couldn't help but chuckle as she entered the bathrooms and found a line. Quickly, Rachel typed out a response to Kurt and Anjali informing them that she and Finn had arrived at their campsite safely and that her signal would be in and out due to their location but she would try to keep them abreast of their whereabouts.
Thank Gaga. I thought you had been kidnapped or something. Well, try not to get too gross sleeping in the dirt with Finn. Ttyl
On the walk back from the common area, the sun had fallen well below the tree line and cast the road in shadow. It wasn't black as midnight yet and noises from other campers could be heard so Rachel wasn't too worried about Jason Voorhees coming to attack her, but she still wanted to hurry up and get back to Finn.
She stared at her phone intently, willing the signal to go back to 4G until a rustle in the brush to her left startled her. It continued growing louder as a low growl began to accompany it.
Rachel put her phone in her pocket and pulled out her keys. "Who's there? I carry a rape whistle! And pepper spray! And my boyfriend is 6'3" and used to play football so he could beat you up and kill you!" Rachel announced to the woods with more confidence than she felt as she held onto her whistle on her keys tightly, getting ready to blow it.
Then a swift black creature jumped over a large fallen tree and bounded for her. Rachel shrieked as she was knocked to the ground and held down by what turned out to be nothing more than a black Labrador carrying a tennis ball in its mouth. Rachel stared up at the animal and hesitantly put the back of her hand out for it to smell as she had been taught years ago. The dog sniffed her then backed off her body to allow her to stand. Once upright, it wagged its tail and stared up at her before dropping the ball before her and nudging it toward her feet. He put his front paws out before him and bowed his head, his butt in the air, tail going a mile a minute as he playfully barked at her.
"Pepper! Get back here, you mongrel!" a masculine voice called from the woods not too far from where the dog had jumped out. "I'm so sorry if she scared you. I tossed her ball a little too far into the woods." Rachel stared at the man who actually appeared to be more of a teenage boy as he walked closer. "Are you okay?"
Rachel's heart was still pounding hard in her chest and her cheeks were in flames from embarrassment. She had been petrified over a puppy. "I'm fine; just slightly startled. I didn't know what was jumping at me from the woods. It could have been a Big Foot or chupacabra or something."
The boy didn't look convinced. "I actually don't think either of those are common to this area of the woods, so you should be safe." He chuckled at her. "If you'd like an escort back to your lot for some protection in case a wild Big Foot pops out, Pepper and I would be more than happy to walk you."
She bit her lip and pulled at her keys. "Actually, my lot isn't too far ahead. I think I'll be fine."
"Oh it's no trouble. Pepper could use a walk anyway." The boy picked up Pepper's ball that had gone forgotten on the ground as she stared at it and whined in hopes that it would magically throw itself, and tossed it ahead. She bounded after the fluorescent ball with her tongue lolling to the side and her ears blowing in the wind. "So, I'm guessing you aren't an outdoorsy type?"
"What gave it away?" Rachel said as they walked along.
"You're wearing flip flops in the woods."
Rachel looked down at her attire. It was more appropriate for a day at the beach rather than camping in the woods. "I probably should have worn sneakers but the only pair I own are for when I go to the gym and I didn't want to dirty them."
"You're a city girl aren't you?"
"Very much so. 'I love New York' is a very fitting motto."
The boy's eyes widened. "A New Yorker, huh? I'm from Philly. My dad grew up here though so we come camping every year." Rachel shivered at the thought of having to rough it for a weekend every year. "You know, if you wanted, we're making hot dogs and s'mores later if you wanted to stop by. We're three lots down."
They approached the camp just as the boy made his offer. "Oh, well, that's very thoughtful of you but my boyfriend and I already have plans for tonight." The boy's face fell when she mentioned Finn. "Thanks for walking me back to my lot. Luckily there were no Big Foot sightings." The boy cracked a smile.
"Well, if you need anything, my name is Devin and like I said, three lots down." He stuck his hand out and Rachel hesitantly shook it.
"Rachel, there you are. I was wondering what happened to you," Finn said as he wandered up behind her to find her shaking hands with some strange boy.
"Thanks again, Devin." She released his hand and he called for Pepper and started walking back to his own lot.
"Who was that?" Finn asked, voice tinted with jealousy.
"That was apparently Devin. His dog scared me when it jumped out of the woods and then he walked me back here to be sure I'd be safe. I think he kinda liked me," Rachel pondered.
Finn wrapped his arm around Rachel's body and led her back to their tent. "So, do you wanna go swimming while it's still warm enough?"
Rachel looked at the lake on the other side of their lot. "Is it clean?"
"They allow people to swim in it so I would guess it is. You swam with me in the park back home."
"You mean the one that we weren't supposed to swim in?"
"Yeah."
Rachel smiled at the memory. "Let me change into my suit."
Finn clapped his hands together. "I'll meet you in there." She watched him run down to the water, shedding clothes as he went until he stepped into the tide. He quickly turned around and came back. "You should really wear some flip flops in. There are a lot of rocks."
"Noted." Rachel unzipped the door of the tent and went to her bag to grab her little black bathing suit she knew Finn would enjoy. It was tiny and under normal circumstances she wouldn't wear it in public, but as there was no one currently around and once they got to Nick's which was entirely secluded, she figured it would be alright to break it out.
She made it to the edge of the water and pulled a face when she saw the rocks and plant life covering them. It was no Cabo but it was hot and a dip in some cool water would feel good.
"What are you waiting for?" Finn called from further out. He was back far enough that he could dunk himself in up to his neck. Rachel pulled her white caftan cover up off and saw Finn's eyes widen before his head slipped under the water. He came up spluttering and wiping the water out of his face as Rachel waded in giggling. "My God, Rachel. This is a family camping ground."
"I don't see any families around right now." She waded in enough so that she could begin swimming toward Finn. Her progress was hampered by her flip flops so she pulled them off and threw them back toward the shore. By the time she made it to Finn, her feet could no longer reach the ground and she had to pedal to stay afloat. "You always swim out too far for me to touch the ground."
Finn just pulled her closer and wrapped her legs around his waist as he stood. "I'm tall enough for the both of us." His hands slid down her back until they reached the waist of her bikini. Then his fingers slipped below it to grip her bare backside. Rachel wrapped her arms around his neck and ground her hips against his. "Don't start if you don't intend to finish."
"Said the man who's feeling up my behind right now." She kissed him softly and rolled her hips again to get as close as she could to Finn.
"Baby, I really want to-"
"Not here. I don't trust this water."
"Well, then why are you teasing me?"
Rachel pulled the triangles of her top to the sides to reveal her naked pert breasts. Her nipples were hard and pressed into Finn's chest making him groan. "We can do other things," she replied shyly, glancing up at him through her lashes before her hand trailed down his torso, pushed down his trunks, and released Finn's cock.
He was already half hard when Rachel's slender fingers wrapped around his length and began to stroke. Finn moaned as he pressed his forehead to Rachel's and looked down to view her nipples poking out through the water. As Rachel fondled him, Finn brought one hand around to the front of Rachel's body to slip his fingers into her bathing suit. "No," Rachel chastised, pulling Finn's hand from her suit. "This is all about you right now."
Finn swallowed and nodded and instead placed his hand on Rachel's breast and tugged on her nipple. "Fuck," Finn whined as Rachel smoothed her thumb over his tip. She smiled and did it again, teasing his most sensitive areas. Using her other hand, Rachel massaged his balls and stroked him softly.
"Come for me, Finn. Come on, baby." Her voice was soft and sexy and wanton and Finn's mouth puckered into a little O as he could feel the cum rising and shooting out against Rachel's stomach under the water.
Rachel bit her lip and smiled. His cum was so hot and in stark contrast with the cool water that it left a tingle on Rachel's body. She released him when she was sure he was finished and brought both of her hands up to his head to slip into his hair. He kissed her back hotly and Rachel pulled his trunks back up. His eyes were closed and he looked a little sleepy as Rachel pulled away from him, adjusted her bathing suit so it covered her once more, and headed for shore.
"Where are you going?" he asked when he felt her warm body drift away.
"I'm tired of being wet. I want to dry off." Finn followed behind her and as the water got shallower and shallower, he could see what the back of Rachel's bikini looked like.
"Wow," he announced almost comically. Rachel looked back at him over her shoulder with a coy smile and he could swear she sashayed more purposefully as she walked, showing off about three quarters of her ass. He hadn't realized just how tiny her itty bitty black bikini was. "Ow! Fuck!" In his lustful haze in the water, somehow Finn had managed to lose his flip flops and was stabbing his feet on the stones. Rachel rolled her eyes at him and continued to the grass, picking up her own flip flops, before running to the truck to grab their towels. All he could do was stare at her ass as it swayed back and forth tantalizingly.
Finn dried off his face and chest as Rachel worked on the ends of her hair that had gotten wet. "What do you say to s'mores? I'm hungry again."
"Sounds great. I'm just going to get some clothes on." She entered the tent and went to work on dressing.
Once dried and clothed, Rachel sat in the chair next to Finn's. He was dressed again and Rachel was astounded that he had been able to change in the open when only a few years ago he couldn't go swimming without a swim shirt. She took the stick with the specialty vegan marshmallow stuck to the end he offered her and held it over the flame of the fire Finn had started. Her s'mores cost about twice what Finn's did but she was adamant about sticking with her diet.
"Wearing my clothes again? No wonder I can never find my shirts. You always steal them," Finn stated when he noticed she was wearing his Hunter hoodie.
"I don't steal your shirts. I simply borrow them." Her marshmallow caught on fire and she lifted it to blow out the flame.
"Without intent to return them. That's stealing, babe. You're just lucky it looks so good on you…even if it is a tent." Finn chomped down on his first s'more getting graham cracker crumbs all over.
The pair sat by the fire gorging themselves on roasted marshmallows and chocolate until only the burning fire and the stars above illuminated the area. They were lying on their blanket once more giggling and touching each other as Finn licked some chocolate from Rachel's lip.
"Oops, I missed some right," he licked the edge of her mouth again as she squealed, "here. Oh and here," he swiped his tongue along her lip.
"You missed another spot."
Finn looked scandalized. "Where? I must fix this immediately." Rachel placed her fingertip in the center of her lips. "Oh, I see now." He leaned down and pressed his lips to Rachel's opening his mouth to suck on her top lip as she tugged on his bottom. His tongue slipped from his mouth to hers and brushed her lip before pressing against Rachel's moist tongue.
Rachel pulled on the front of Finn's hoodie to tug him on top of her as his hand rested on her hip. He pushed his hoodie up on her body until his hand reached her smooth flesh and he caressed her stomach before slipping his hand higher up her torso.
"Finn, no," Rachel moaned, tugging his hand back down. "We're in the open and anyone could see us."
Finn lifted his head and looked around. "It didn't bother you earlier. There isn't anyone around. No one will know." His head dipped down again to press his lips just under her ear. "Wouldn't it be hot to have sex under the stars?" he whispered deeply into her ear, making her shiver in delight. His lips wrapped around her earlobe and she could feel her arousal building.
Admittedly, it would be romantic to make love under the multitude of stars glowing in the sky. They never got a view like this in Manhattan and forget having sex outside anywhere there. Rachel could feel her modesty slipping away with each tender kiss and touch.
"The water was hiding us, Finn. There isn't anything hiding us now." Her modesty hadn't slipped away completely yet.
Finn sat up and crawled over to the tent. He dug around for a moment and pulled out a large plaid blanket and crawled back to Rachel throwing it over the both of them and settling back on top of Rachel. "There. Hidden."
Rachel fought with herself internally over whether or not to allow this to happen. On the one hand, Finn did owe her and no one was around, but on the other, they were in the middle of a clearing and anyone could happen upon them going at it. As the need grew below her waist, Rachel made her decision. "No sex. Just…you can return my favor from earlier." He smirked and unzipped her shorts, latching his mouth onto the juncture of her neck and shoulder. Rachel's mouth fell open as her eyes slipped closed when Finn's hand dipped under her panties.
His fingers caressed her soft skin as his middle finger slid between her folds and found her arousal. Rachel was wet and her legs spread wider as his hand moved further into her soft cotton panties, his palm brushing her clit as his fingers dipped inside her, feeling her all encompassing heat on his skin. Her back arched and her nails dug into his side and arm as he kissed her neck and tickled her spot.
"Finn, go faster," she requested in a breath as delicious tingles spread through her. She moaned and whined and cursed as his fingers worked quickly and efficiently and their mouths fused together and came apart until Finn's whole hand was nearly buried inside Rachel as she bit into his shoulder to keep from screaming so loud car alarms cities away would go off. The growing heat in her belly suddenly burst into raging flames as she clamped down hard on his hand still stroking both points of pleasure simultaneously. Her breathing was ragged and she was really fighting to keep quiet until she physically was unable to anymore. A loud 'Finnnnnnn' tore from her throat and he quickly muffled it with a kiss as she coated his hand with her sticky sweet Berry juice.
Rachel's chest rose and fell rhythmically as she came down from her orgasm and she held Finn's face in her hands to pull him close for a kiss. "I love you, baby," Finn mumbled against Rachel's lips before rolling next to her.
"I love you too, Finn." Rachel turned onto her side and snuggled against him, her fingers slipping under his shirt to swirl circles over his warm body.
The fire had begun to die down but as Finn and Rachel planned on heading into the tent soon anyway neither were too concerned with finding more wood for it. Not to mention, while both were occupied with their amorous activity, they had failed to notice the clouds rolling in overhead.
Rachel eyes were closed when she felt the first drop hit her cheek. She opened them and sat up putting her hand out and feeling more drops. "Finn, we need to pack up the chairs and cooler and throw the blankets in the tent. It's going to-" A booming clap of thunder sounded cutting her off. Rachel zipped her shorts up and jumped into action. She picked their blankets up before they could get too wet and threw them in the tent while Finn pulled the cooler and folded chairs to the truck. By the time they had finished picking up all their things and putting them in their various places, the couple was soaked as they climbed inside their tent.
"Let's hope this tent lives up to the waterproof part of the features list," Finn commented as he zipped up the inside door and turned on the lantern. The tent was tiny inside with both of them in there, especially when they worked on getting their wet clothes off. Rachel laid them along the edge of the tent to keep them from getting their blankets and sleeping bags wet while Finn toweled his hair.
He handed Rachel the towel when he was done and she squeezed the excess water out of her damp locks. They sat in their underwear just staring at one another while Rachel dried her hair and Finn stretched out as best he could. Then Rachel pounced on him when she threw the towel over by their wet clothes.
She started kissing his lips and worked her way down his body until she was at his boxers. Her dark, lascivious eyes flickered up to Finn's and a devilish smirk crossed her face as she kissed below his belly button and tugged his boxers down and away. Finn's hands found their way into Rachel's hair as she ran her tongue from the base of his cock up to the tip and took him into her mouth.
Another clap of thunder boomed above, much louder this time, and the rain hitting the tent sounded harder as more poured from the sky. It was perfect timing for a storm as the rain and thunder would easily drown out the libidinous sounds of their frenzied lovemaking.
Rachel worked him up until the point of near release then smiled as she pulled away before he could find it. "No fair," Finn muttered as she got up on her knees and undid the clasp on her bra. She pulled the cups away from her breasts and Finn's pupils visibly darkened in the lamplight. Then she pushed her panties down and tugged them off before throwing them in Finn's face and straddling his waist. He tugged them off, adding, "I like this turn of events."
She just grinned at him. "Then you'll like this even better." Rachel teased her entrance with Finn's tip before holding him steady and sinking down on his cock. Her head tilted back and she cried out. Finn gripped her thighs as Rachel moved her body back and forth, smiling down at him. Her boobs bounced with every motion and his hips bucked up to meet hers as she smoothly guided her hips in a circular motion.
Finn's hands slid up her stomach to hold her breasts as she gripped his sides and rocked her body backward and forward. He felt unbelievable inside her and it still amazed her that after so much time together sex with Finn never got old. She could be 70 and sex with Finn would still be just as satisfying as it was in the beginning, she was sure of it. It was amazing having a soulmate. Every time he thrust into her and grazed her spot, every time his fingers roamed her flesh, every kiss he placed on her body sent thrilling shivers through her and colors burst in her vision.
Soon, Rachel was in bliss on top of Finn as her body went rigid and her walls pulsed around Finn's length inside her. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head and her eyelids fluttered unevenly while Finn kept rubbing her clit to keep her coming while she held his other hand in a vice grip. It ended too soon and Rachel slumped back against Finn's raised knees, slowly rolling her hips until Finn was spent himself.
"That was so fucking good, Rach," he commented dreamily as she slid off him and reached for the towel to clean them up. Once satisfied, Rachel fell back onto the sleeping bags. For the first time, as she looked at the top of the tent, she noticed that the wind had picked up and was pushing on the material of the tent to bend it inward. "You okay?" Finn looked at her questioningly.
She turned onto her side and ran her finger down the center of Finn's chest. "I'm perfect. How about you?"
"Spectacular."
"That nap in the car ride up here really gave me an energy boost. I don't know about you but I'm not quite ready to go to sleep yet." Needing no further push, Finn rolled Rachel onto her back which proved problematic.
Finn underestimated the force he had used and suddenly he and Rachel went flying sideways as the tent rolled onto its side and continued rolling down the slight hill toward the water. They both yelled as the tent tumbled around and eventually ripped in the side and began to collapse as the poles holding it up snapped in places they weren't supposed to snap. When they finally came to a complete stop, Rachel's elbow was in a muddy hole and Finn was lying on top of her, blankets and wet clothes thrown about.
"Finn? Why did our tent just do that?" Rachel asked through gritted teeth.
He pulled the blanket in his face down and glanced sheepishly at her before wincing at her angered expression. "I, uh, I must have forgotten to put the spikes in to hold the tent down."
"This is why we read the directions, Finn!" She started shoving at him and hitting him with a pillow she had managed to locate. "All because you had to be such a guy and think you knew what you were doing, we are now lying naked in a destroyed tent on a muddy lakeside! Help me find the door so we can get the hell out of here!"
Rachel felt around for the lantern so she and Finn could better see what they were doing but when she found it, she felt a sudden need to cry. The damn thing had broken and now they would have to do everything in the dark.
"Have you found the door yet?" Then she heard a rip.
"Nope…but I found a rip in the tent. We can get out that way." Finn crawled out of the tear and held it open so Rachel could join him out in the howling wind and rain. Lightning illuminated the sky above and cast an eerie white glow over their naked bodies. "Let's grab the stuff inside and get to the car!"
"Where are the keys?"
"My pants pocket!"
They pulled everything out of the destroyed tent and bunched it up in their arms as they ran to the car. The remains of their shredded tent flew right into the lake after Finn dropped the vacant material and he seriously hoped nothing had been left inside it. As they reached the car, Rachel pulled Finn's keys out of his pocket and opened the hatchback. They threw everything and themselves inside and slammed the door shut.
Rachel shivered as she sat in the back of the SUV. "G-g-great. Now w-we have to sleep in the c-c-c-car," she said through her teeth chattering. Finn pulled a blanket out of the mess of stuff and wrapped it around Rachel's tiny mud caked body. From what he could see in the dark, her hair was drenched and her feet, legs, hands, and arms were splattered in dirty mud. He wiped her face but couldn't tell if the water dripping down her cheeks were tears or just raindrops.
"I'm so sorry, Rachel. I don't know how I forgot to put the spikes in." He pulled his own blanket out and wrapped it around his body. "Come on. Let's lay the seats down so we can stretch out a little." They threw everything but the cooler up front to make room and laid the backseats flat to create a makeshift bed before spreading blankets and pillows out. Everything was a bit damp from the rain, but Finn hoped their body heat would dry it out eventually.
"I'm so c-c-cold," Rachel shivered again.
"I know, baby, m-me t-t-too." Finn was working on zipping their sleeping bags together. As he finished he laid them out and told Rachel to climb inside. With her blanket still wrapped around her, she slid into the combined bags and snuggled in. Luckily, the material was waterproof so the inside was nice and dry and so very toasty. It increased even more when Finn slid in next to her. She pulled her blanket up over her head and wore it like a babushka. When Finn tried to pull her closer to him, she held him at bay.
"No, I'm mad at you. I'm only sleeping in this with you so I don't freeze to death tonight."
"Baby, I'm sorry," Finn whined. He couldn't believe it. He was naked with Rachel's thigh right up against his junk in a tiny cramped space and she wouldn't let him improve upon the situation. "Honestly, I don't even remember seeing the spikes to put them in the ground. I don't think they were in the bag."
"Don't blame Coleman, Finn. I told you to read the directions but you didn't listen to me. You just brushed me off and told me to find firewood. This is your fault and now you have to pay the consequences." With great difficulty, Rachel turned herself to face away from Finn and attempted to ignore him. Unfortunately, her ass seemed to rub against his groin and cause some pleasurable friction. "And stop poking me, Finn! We're not having anymore sex tonight. Or any night for a long while because I'm mad at you."
Finn grunted, "So you said." He looked at the back of her head and snuggled closer, placing his chin on her shoulder. "Can we at least cuddle? It'll keep us warmer." His hips pushed into her backside again and he whined a little. Damn his inconvenient erections. How was he supposed to get rid of it with Rachel's naked ass pressed right up against it with little room to spare? The mailman could only be summoned so many times.
Rachel turned her head back to look at him. "I guess, but only if you put that thing away and stop poking me with it. I want to go to sleep."
"I'm trying. It's just hard." It was silent for approximately two seconds before they both burst into hysterical, over tired laughter.
Forgiving Finn a miniscule amount, Rachel pressed her back closer to his chest. "I really need a shower," she professed as she picked at some mud on her forearm. "How far away is Nick's cabin?"
"About a half hour drive. They have showers here, but I'm not sure how clean they are."
"I think I'll just wait until we get to Nick's. Now let's sleep." She pressed her body even closer to Finn's and heard him groan when she wiggled. "Seriously? You're still hard?"
"Whadaya want? You keep grinding your ass against me and haven't given me a chance to calm down." He shifted and Rachel whimpered when he rubbed her turning Finn on even more. "You know, there's a simple solution to this problem…"
"Wha's that?" Rachel replied sleepily.
"Sex."
"I'm tired Finn."
"But you weren't before," he whined, nuzzling his nose against her cheek and teasing her nipple with his fingertips.
"That was before our tent was destroyed and we had to sleep in the car. Uncomfortably, I might add." She wasn't used to how uneven and stiff her 'bed' was. "And I'm still displeased with you."
Finn sighed in defeat, removing his hand from her breast and instead slipping his fingers between hers. "Fine. We'll go to sleep." He kissed Rachel's cheek before settling his head on his pillow and pulling his hips as far away from Rachel's backside as he could. "Goodnight, Rachel. I love you."
"I love you too, Finn. Goodnight." Rachel inhaled deeply and released it slowly, gripping Finn's hand tighter.
Minutes later, while Finn pictured the mailman and ended his erection he could hear Rachel's breathing get heavier until she was softly snoring into her pillow. He smiled and let the sound send him to sleep as the rain spattered the windows and roof and thunder rolled above.
There will actually be a second part to this little excursion. This was just getting quite long and I wanted to post something so there will be a second chapter once I finish writing it.