It had only been a few days since he and Quinn had gotten back together, but Finn thought things already seemed almost back to normal, or at least as close to normal as things had been since Quinn had moved in with him the first time. As Finn had expected, his Mom had welcomed Quinn back into their home with open arms and seemed to be okay with allowing him and Quinn to raise their daughter in their house. Already Quinn and his Mom were coming up with ideas on how to turn their current guest room into the baby's room.
Finn sat on his bed playing Xbox while Quinn was leaning against him looking at a book of baby names. "What about Isabella?"
"Huh? What? I thought you wanted to name her Elizabeth," Finn asked, without even looking up from the screen.
"Yeah, but you said you weren't real crazy about it."
"No, I said it was okay, but that I still liked Drizzle better."
"Finn," Quinn said, trying not to laugh. "I know you like the name Drizzle and I admit it would make a cute nickname for her, but we can't name our daughter Drizzle, she'll hate us if we do."
"Yeah, fine, whatever. Elizabeth, Isabella, either one is fine with me," Finn said, still much more interested in his game then discussing baby names. It wasn't that he wasn't interested in helping Quinn pick out a name for the baby, it's just that Quinn wasn't due for almost four months yet so he didn't understand why she was acting like they needed to choose a name for their baby tonight.
"Okay, Finn, if you're not interested in choosing a name for our daughter, we can do something else that I know you'll be interested in," Quinn whispered seductively.
"Um, what exactly are you talking about?" Finn asked.
"Remember what you asked me on the way to school the morning after I moved in with you? About having sex before the baby's born?"
"Um, yeah" Finn said, now suddenly no longer interested in his game, he turned off his Xbox.
"Well, I'm up for it you if are," Quinn said, scarcely believing the words that had just come out of her mouth.
"Um, really? Like tonight?" Finn asked, starting to get a little nervous now that he knew his girlfriend wasn't a virgin, while he on the other hand was definitely still one.
"Uh, huh," Quinn said.
"Uh, sure, but Quinn, I won't hurt the baby will I? And um, well there is the issue of my, uh, little 'problem', I mean, I'm not sure if…" Finn said, embarrassed that he already had to think of the mailman while just even thinking about having sex with Quinn.
"No, Finn, you won't hurt the baby, but I mean, if you're not ready we can wait," Quinn said, not wanting to admit that she was nervous herself. Since she couldn't exactly remember losing her virginity to Puck, she wasn't quite sure what to expect either and was almost regretting that she had just told Finn she was ready to have sex with him. At the same time she really, really wanted to do with it Finn. Not only did she think (and hope) having sex with Finn would take away the little bit of guilt she still had about losing her virginity to Puck (she knew she shouldn't feel guilty because Puck was the one who got her drunk and took advantage of her, but she did), but it would allow to them to be together in the most intimate way possible.
"No, I want to, believe me, I really want to. But, um, I mean, you have to remember I'm not a sex god like Puck and-"
"Finn, I seriously don't really even remember doing it with him, you don't have to worry about me comparing him to you. In way, it will be like it's my first time too, okay? But like I said if you want to wait its okay."
"No, I want to, I'm ready," he said, while taking off his t-shirt. He then turned around and lifted his hand as his way of asking Quinn permission to put his hand on her stomach. Quinn smiled, her way of saying yes to his request. Finn placed his hand on her stomach and almost immediately felt his daughter kick his hand. "Hey, baby girl, Daddy loves you," his voice overcome with emotion as he choked back a few tears. "You'd think by now, I would no longer find it so amazing every time I feel her kick my hand, but I still do."
"You know what, so do I," Quinn said. "Even when her kicking is keeping me up at night, I still can't help but be amazed by the thought of this little girl, our baby, growing inside of me."
Finn then lifted up the bottom of Quinn's shirt and looked at her pregnant stomach, which protruded a little over her grey sweatpants. He had seen her pregnant stomach plenty of times when he had gone with her to her doctor's appointments, but since they weren't sitting in a doctor's office it made her pregnant belly look even more beautiful. "You are so beautiful," he said, helping her pull her shirt off over her head. He stood up and unbuckled his belt and took off his jeans, while Quinn sat there smiling at him. "Are you just gonna sit there and stare at me?" Finn asked, slightly embarrassed. Now that he was only in his boxers he knew Quinn would undoubtedly notice he was already hard.
"No, I'm just waiting for you to get back over here," Quinn said trying to reassure him. She didn't even have to look down at the bulge in his boxers, the look on his face alone told her he was a little embarrassed and already worrying about his "problem." "Finn, you have no reason to be embarrassed, I already know everything about you. Besides, the fact that you're already turned on I consider a compliment. I mean, the fact that you still think I'm beautiful, when I look and feel fat and ugly," Quinn said unable to stop a few tears falling from her eyes.
"Quinn, you are so beautiful and I will always think you're beautiful. I mean, you could like weigh 500 lbs and be wearing a paper bag and I'd still think your drop dead gorgeous," Finn said dropping his boxers as he made his way back to their bed. He was no longer embarrassed, Quinn was right, she already knew everything about him, including all about the mailman and his little "problem." She hadn't made fun of him for it yet, so why would she start now, he only hoped he could last long enough to actually do it with her.
"Finn, how do you always know what to say to make me feel better?" Quinn said, taking off her sweatpants and throwing them on the floor beside the bed.
"'Cause I'm just that good," Finn said smiling, as he kissed her on her forehead. He reached back behind her to unclasp her bra. At the sight of her breasts he couldn't help but exclaim, "Damn, your boobs are huge!"
"Finn!" Quinn exclaimed, acting as if she were offended, but in actuality she was trying not laugh because it would figure the first thing he'd notice would be the size of her boobs.
"Sorry, sorry, but it's true" he said, once again having to think of the mailman.
"Well, duh I'm pregnant, they're supposed to get bigger, they filling up with milk for our baby," Quinn said as Finn continued to stare at them. "Are you just gonna keep staring at them?"
"No, like I said sorry, but I'm guy and well…we can't help it. But your boobs are the most beautiful ones I've ever seen," he said reaching down to help Quinn out of her white underwear.
"You mean the only ones you've ever seen," Quinn said laughing. "At least they better be the only ones you've ever seen."
"Yeah, well that too, but that's besides the point. The point is you're absolutely beautiful," he said as he kissed her baby bump. "And even though you're the only naked girl I've ever seen, I know that no other woman could come even close to being as beautiful as you are."
"Finn," Quinn said as a few tears fell from her eyes. Only Finn could truly make her feel beautiful especially since lately the majority of the time she had been feeling fat and ugly.
"You're sure I can't hurt her, right?" Finn asked again nervously.
"No Finn, you can't hurt the baby," Quinn said, trying to reassure not just Finn but also herself.
"Okay, are you ready?" Finn asked.
"Yeah," Quinn said, hoping her voice wouldn't give away that she was just as nervous as he was. In spite of her nervousness, she couldn't help but smile as Finn guided her backwards onto the bed.
"Okay, um," Finn said nervously, not knowing what else to say.
"Finn, it's okay. I trust you and not only that, but I love you. I love you so much," Quinn said kissing him, her way of reassuring him as he entered inside of her.
Afterwards, as Quinn lay in bed beside Finn, still finding it hard to believe what she had just experienced. It had been amazing, more wonderful than she could've ever dreamed. Yeah, technically it hadn't been her first time, obviously since she was already almost five and a half months pregnant, but considering she was drunk the night she had sex with Puck, it might as well have been. Since it was Finn first's time and what had felt like her first time, it probably would be safe to say it was awkward and like Quinn had expected due to Finn's little "problem" it didn't last long at all. But none of that mattered. None of that mattered and what had made it so amazing, was that it had been with Finn. Finn, the guy she loved and who loved her, who was going to raise her daughter with her. Finn, the guy who promised he'd always be there for her and who she planned on spending the rest of her life with.
Afterwards, as Finn lay in bed beside Quinn he couldn't help but look at over her and smile. He was no longer a virgin. He had just lost his virginity to his pregnant girlfriend. Hell, even he had to admit that the idea of him losing his virginity to his pregnant girlfriend was far from normal, but then again since Quinn got pregnant, even before he found out Puck was the one got her pregnant, their relationship hadn't really been normal.
He was grateful that Quinn couldn't remember losing her virginity, that way he didn't have to worry about her comparing having sex with him to having sex with Puck. As he had expected, he didn't make it very long thanks to his "problem," thankfully Quinn didn't embarrass him and it was almost as if it didn't matter to her, she had just smiled at him; as if she understood he couldn't help it. In spite of his embarrassing problem, it was still more amazing than he could ever imagine. He had just lost his virginity to Quinn, who he loved and was planning on spending the rest of his life with. And since it had been with Quinn, in spite of the awkwardness and embarrassment he had felt, it had been perfect. Because that's what they were, absolutely perfect together and in the end, that's really all that mattered.