Hello, people! How are you?
I was in doubt if I should keep doing the translations, since most of you is missing. Translating is a hard work and I was having no joy, after so much work, with noone posting any review.
However, I received a few emails, so I decided to make another attempt. Please, if you want me to continue, say it, ok?
Big kisses for you all...
"Seriously, Rach? " The guy sighed. "This bar is cool, but the Karaoke Night, babe?"
"Oh , Finn! It will be fun." She affirmed, not so sure but hoping he would agree. "And it's not just a place with karaoke. This pub is frequented by students from NYADA. Future professionals come here to challenge each other, to show what kind of competition that they will face in the future."
"Oh, so you brought me here to see you sing... ok." He said, relieved.
"NO! No way, Finn! With your voice, you would humiliate at least 80% of them!" She laughed. "Please! You know it sounds like fun."
"Okay, babe." He let her win.
They occupied a spot at the bar, asking for two drinks. Finn felt he needed to drink to handle with that night. However, two hours later, the date was proceeding much better than he had imagined.
First, they had sung three songs in duets. She chose Don't stop believing from Journey, because she felt it was safe, since she had found him singing it in the shower, then it would be good for him to feel confort. He chose Don't go breaking my heart and then they found One from U2 in the music catalog and instantly knew it should be the next. Then she sang Somewhere, avoiding his gaze while singing, because she did not want it to look like a revelation about her loving him. He, in turn, was unable to take his eyes out of her. She would light up with each note sung, would make everyone around her just disappear.
Finally, after listening his praises, which included words like "fantastic", "amazing", "wonderful" and a breathtaking kiss, she convinced him to sing something alone and he opted for Just the way you are from Bruno Mars, which seemed the perfect song to dedicate to her, considering the insecurities she had shown the night before. How could she not know how beautiful she was, was something he did not understand, and he would do everything in his power to prove her she was not only beautiful but the most beautiful woman in the world for him.
After singing, they took advantage of the relaxed atmosphere, not as formal as the one from the previous night, and shared many kisses, some of them soft, others that started slowly but eventually became intense, with biting lips and need of stopping for breath at the end.
One could say that was more of a perfect date until the moment when Finn returned from the bathroom and found Rachel cheerfully chatting with a guy. Immediately, he got nervous, not liking to share her attention with the unknown man, but he took a deep breath and told himself to stay calm, because she was not doing anything wrong, there was nothing between them besides talking.
"Finn!" Said Rachel, when he was already beside her, taking his hand at the same time. "Finn, this is Tom. Tom, this is Finn."
"I know Finn Hudson, Rachel! I studied in that hell called McKinley too." As one boy replied, the other frowned with his answer. " I just don't understand what you, Rachel Barbra Berry, is doing here with him."
"What?" Was Finn's response.
"TOM! What are you doing? You're being extremely rude!" Rachel said, at the same time.
"Rachel, for God's sake! People like him and people like us do not match! It's like trying to mix water with oil."
"It seems no one informed you that high school is over yet." Finn said, a mixture of very angry and ironic. "And even if we were still in high school, I never believed in that stuff about popular versus losers. That's simply BULLSHIT!"
Tom laughed, mocking. "Ok, then! Rachel, how about a duet for the old days, beautiful?"
His words and cynicism made Finn lose patience, definitely. However, he was not a fan of violence, so he did the only thing he could at that time.
"Rach, I'm going home, ok? I had enough of the night already. Are you coming with me or will you sing a duet for old times with your friend?"
Rachel said "of course I'll go with you, Finn", but it went unnoticed by him, because of the following words of his former schoolmate: "It's ex-boyfriend, actually". Finn walked directly to the exit of the bar, since there was no bill to be paid, because everything was paid when consumed, and Rachel went behind him, after a look of complete disapproval for Tom. He called a cab, opened a door of the vehicle for her and spoke only to give their addresses to the driver.
"Finn... I know you're nervous and that it doesn't seem you wanna talk to me. But I... please, I can't go home and let you go to yours. Besides, Tina said she would sleep there with Mike."
He said nothing to her, but informed the driver that they would, in fact, go to the first address he had given him, rubbing his hair and his face nervously. Then, still not looking at Rachel, he asked her to give him time to calm down or they would end up fighting. She agreed, only nodding, even though he was not looking. He would know that she had agreed to wait, since she did not intend to say anything else for now.
Still silent, they entered the republic and then her room, and he took off his clothes, leaving only his underwear on, laying in bed and staring at the ceiling, as if it had become suddenly the most interesting thing in the universe. Discouraged and unsure about how to handle the situation, she changed clothes, putting a nightgown made with black satin and lace, took off the makeup in the bathroom and joined him under the sheets, turning aside and watching him, without making a point of being discreet, demonstrating that she didn't want to sleep and leave the situation as it was.
"You did nothing wrong, Rach. I'm not angry or upset with you. I can't blame you for the behavior of that asshole, even if he is your ex... boyfriend." He said the last word with disgust. "I guess he was not so arrogant, rude and cheeky with you." He breath deeply. "But I was angry with him, babe. I wanted to punch his face! And I 'm not like that... I'm kind of a pacifist." For the first time, he looked into her eyes and saw her shake her head in agreement. "And also... when he said that had been your boyfriend... I just... I couldn't stand it, Rach. I could not think about another guy touching you, kissing you..."
"Finn , I..."
She could not finish what she was saying, because her mouth was attacked in a hungry kiss. It was as if Finn depended on the kiss for living, like he depended on air, food. His hands began to run over her body, not calmly, but as if he wanted everything at once, exploring everything to the max, urgently. His mouth left Rachel's, going to a spot behind her ear, down her neck, to her jaw and finally shoulder, where he bit her, as if he wanted to mark territory.
"You're MINE!"
He kissed her mouth again, his tongue at a frantic pace. His hands continued their exploration, now raising her nightgown. She put her arms up and finished taking the garment, as he assaulted one of her breasts with his tongue, with one of his palms rubbing the other nipple slowly, teasingly.
"Say you're mine. Say that only I can touch you, that only I can kiss your sweet mouth, lick you, make you moan like that." He asked her, putting a nipple between his lips and sucking slowly,until as he heard her say what he wanted.
"I'm yours, babe. Only yours... I'm... all yours."
So he drew a path of wet kisses down her belly toward her pussy.
"What do you want me to do with you, babe? What do you want me to do ONLY with you, huh?" He said, pulling off her panties.
"Put your hand on me, Finn... your tongue, your lips... make me cum in your mouth, babe... do it!"
He smiled to himself, pleased, proud, increasingly aroused.
"I'll make you scream my name, Rach. Scream my name, babe. Scream, because you're mine, all mine!"
He punctuated his sentence with licks in her pussy, which then intensified. He stuck his tongue in her vagina, making her moan more and more, and louder, moving her hips towards him. Then he replaced his tongue for two fingers, moving his mouth to suck her clit and, in a short time, she was in fact screaming his name, with her eyes closed and body taken by uncontrollable spasms, followed by a sense of total relaxation and a childish laugh.
With a wry smile, he lay down beside her and it only took a few minutes until she felt recovered. Kissing him tenderly, she reached his cock and he, feeling her caress, grabbed her hair, increasing the intensity of the kiss.
"And who do that to you, huh? Who makes you so... so hard... so hot?" She asked, poking him.
"It is you , baby doll..." She smiled, enjoying the new "nickname".
"I think it's your turn to scream my name, babe."
She knelt between his legs, took off his underwear and began using her hands, slowly, soon getting his protest, his calls for more. Giving a smile full of ulterior motives, she started licking it. First, only the tip of the penis, and then all of it, like is was a popsicle being savored slowly to prolong its duration.
"Damn it, Rachel! Please... don't torture me."
Finally, she put his cock inside her mouth, letting it go deep, which was easy thanks to her lack of gag reflex. She moved it in and out faster and faster, until it exploded and she took all he offered her.
After they gave pleasure to each other, both were still yearning for more. They wanted their bodies glued, penetration, the smell of one mixed with the other, mouths and hearts reunited, "playing" the same melody, at the same pace. And that's what they did, before finally succumb to tiredness, happy with another date ending perfectly.
No one knew why there was so much possessiveness suddenly, but, at the end of the day, it had been a good kind of fuel to their fire.