fic: my dirty disease (finn/rachel)
Title: My Dirty Disease
Words: 2,831
Spoilers: None.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters, even if I wished I did.
Rating: M.
Character/Pairings: Finn Hudson and Rachel Berry
Summary: Filling a prompt for the #fildos. Three words: ice cube sex.
Author’s Notes: For once, I think my smut doesn't have a plot. Which is a little sad, but at the same time, fun to write. It's a little rambly, because according to me, Finn Hudson has a serious problem with putting his thoughts together without rambling.
There was a good reason for why they were outside, instead of inside, rolling between the sheets, hands all over each other, but Finn couldn’t remember what the reason was. Sure, he really needed to get rid of the pale skin tone - Rachel’s words - but it wasn’t like she really wanted a tan. He knew that it was an excuse to put on that gorgeous new bikini she bought when she went shopping with Quinn a few days ago. He remembered when she came to his house and held it out for him, refusing to put it on and show him just how good it looked. She wanted him to trust her that it was a perfect fit. It took her three weeks to finally put it on and flaunt her perfect body for him. Right then Finn thought he was going to die. The mailman issues were long gone, but just seeing her in that tiny red bikini, with her sex hair falling all over the place as she bit her lip and watched him was enough to bring back some of the mailman issues. And in true Rachel style, she pretended like she hadn’t noticed and made him put lotion on her back before they went out to the backyard and lounged by the pool. She had everything thought out, as always, and while they lay there sipping on their lemonade, Finn wondered if she was really trying to kill him. She was lying on her stomach, humming to herself as she flipped through some magazine or the other. Finn secretly hoped it was Cosmo, because he knew that right after Rachel read an issue of the magazine, she had all these crazy sex ideas. They had tried so many positions from Cosmo that a part of him wondered if there were other people in the world doing every single position mentioned in the magazine. Sometimes his back hurt so much from all the bending and folding that he was amazed when he was always ready for another round of another position. He knew why he never turned her away, this was Rachel Berry. His Rachel Berry. One look at that body and you couldn’t refuse. And when she gave you that look, it took every ounce of will power to not jump her right then and there.
And of course, he loved her enough to do whatever she said. Hence the tanning.
“Rach?”
“Mhm?”
“Can we go in now?”
“Why?”
“It’s hot and I’m on fire.”
“Yes, you are,” she blew him a kiss and Finn wondered what she was thinking.
“Baby, please.”
“I’m not done yet, Finn.”
“You’ve read the magazine three times.”
“And there’s more to read, I’m learning new things.”
“Seriously?”
“Don’t you want to try something new tonight?”
“I want to try something new right now.”
“Finn Hudson, control yourself for two minutes!”
“Baby,” Finn whined as he watched her shake her butt as she shifted on the lawn chair, “I’ve been controlling myself for an hour.”
“I promise I’ll make it worth your while,” she turned back to the magazine, and Finn watched as she slowly took the straw of her lemonade into her mouth, her tongue darting out before her mouth closed over the plastic. He moaned involuntarily as she took a long sip, and closed his eyes as he turned back to look at the hedge he’d been staring at for the last hour. He was hard already and all she had done was put on a bikini and torture him. Sighing unhappily, he finished his lemonade and stood up. “Finn!”
“What?”
“Where are you going?”
“Inside.”
“But, baby….”
“I don’t really want to tan anymore. I’m red all over and it itches.” She pouted and he rolled his eyes, shaking his head as he stepped into the kitchen, setting his glass in the sink. Washing his hands, he watched as she followed him into the house. Smiling to himself, he wiped his hands and took off his sunglasses as she tossed her hair over her shoulder, shot him a seductive grin and moved her hips slowly as she made her way to the living room. Growling under his breath, Finn followed her to the living room as she made herself comfortable on the couch. Biting his lip, he watched as she played with the string on her bikini bottom and smiled to himself as she looked up at him.
“Come here.” Moving to the couch, Finn hoped that his hard on was going to control itself before anything happened. It wasn’t like Rachel hadn’t seen him harder than this before. Playing with the waistband of his surf shorts, Finn sat on the other end of the couch as Rachel carefully sat. Crawling to him, she cupped him through his shorts and placed soft kisses along his neck before tugging on his earlobe, “I want us to try something new today.”
“Okay,” the word barely came out in a whisper as she pressed her palm against his erection.
“I need you to be patient with me okay?”
“Whatever you want, baby.”
Licking his lips as she pushed his boxers off, Finn lifted his hips off the couch to get them off completely and watched as she straddled his hips. He made an attempt to untie her bikini bottom, but she brushed his hands away, causing him to growl unhappily, “I’m in charge.”
“Okay,” taking a shaky breath as she rolled her hips against his, Finn dug his hands into the couch cushions and watched as she slowly untied her bikini bottom. Smiling as she lifted herself onto her knees, he licked his lips and let his eyes travel down between her legs. Growling softly as she shifted on him, Finn bit his lip and watched as she rubbed herself. “Baby…”
“Patience, Finn.” He let her guide his hands to her hips as she moved her hand around his length, stroking him slowly. “Hold me, okay?”
Finn nodded as she lifted herself, her feet flat on the couch, holding his length as she carefully lowered herself onto him. Finn forced his eyes open as he moaned, feeling her wetness around him as she bent her legs at the knees, pressing her knees into the back of the couch on either side of his chest. He watched as she tossed her head back, a happy moan escaping her lips as she gripped the back of the couch. A soft growl comes from Rachel as she starts moving on him, slowly at first as she takes him deeper with every move. Finn digs his fingers into her hips as he guides her faster on him. Rachel leans forward to kiss him, both of them moaning as their lips lock and Finn is pretty sure that this might be the fastest he’s ever reached an orgasm. Growling into the kiss as he moves her faster on him, she pushes a hand through his hair, tugging on it as he feels her throbbing around him. His hips buck involuntarily against hers, causing her to moan loud, her lips separating from his as he hits her spot. She presses her forehead against his lips as she moves up and down on him, pressing herself down on him so he hits her spot again. “Fuck.” Hearing her curse is probably one of the hottest things ever, not that he’d ever tell her that, but it’s incredibly sexy hearing her say that. Bucking his hips against hers again, Finn hits her spot as she tightens around him and comes hard. He pushes into her again as she moans against his lips and comes, filling her as she tugs on his hair hard.
They sit like that for a few minutes, her face buried in his neck as they struggle to breathe. A small smile plays at his lips as he runs his hand slowly up and down her back, listening to the soft sounds of her breathing. There’s something comforting about the sound of her breathing, it’s just a confirmation that she’s right there with him. Especially when they collapse on the bed beside each other, their eyes shut as they focus on getting their breathing back to normal. She kisses his shoulder and Finn smiles as she pulls back to look at him, “And now I’m hot.”
“Mhm that you most definitely are.”
Rachel giggled as she kissed him softly, running her fingers through his hair slowly. Finn returned the soft kiss, his fingers running along the dip in her back as she shivered a little. “A cold shower sounds really good now.”
“I have a better idea.”
“Do you now?” Finn winked, kissing her again. Rachel arched an eyebrow as she carefully lifted herself off of him, biting her lip as she whimpered and moved to sit beside him on the couch. “Lie down, get comfortable. I’ll be right back.”
“Where are you going?”
“I’m in charge now.” Rachel pouted up at him and Finn couldn’t help but laugh as she adjusted herself on the couch, pulling a cushion under her head as he winked. Running a hand through his hair he walked to the kitchen. He wasn’t sure when the idea had popped into his head, but there it was taunting him as he whistled a random Zeppelin song moving around the kitchen. Pulling the freezer open, he stuck his head in for a few seconds and then pulled out the ice tray. Smiling to himself as he emptied the contents into a large glass, he filled the tray again and set it back in the freezer. Humming the rest of the song, he carried the glass back to the living room where Rachel was playing with her hair, one leg dangling off the couch as the other was set on the back of the couch, her foot playing a random beat on the wall. He smiled as he watched her, licking his lips as he set the glass on the coffee table and looked down at her, “So, I might have something to help you cool down.”
“Ice cubes?”
“With a twist.”
“Does it have a flavor to it?”
“What?” Finn frowned before he realized what she meant and shook his head, “Yup, a Finn Hudson flavor to it.”
Her eyes widened as he sat on the edge of the coffee table, running his fingers up her thigh, “Maybe you’ll need to sit up.”
“Whatever you say.” She grinned as she carefully sat up, her feet pressing against his thighs as she shot him a seductive smile, “Now what?”
“Sit back, relax and enjoy the….whatever this is.” Rachel chuckled softly and nodded, licking her lips as he moved to his knees in front of her. Grabbing the glass of ice, Finn reached for one and leaned forward to kiss her as he carefully trailed the ice cube down her body, between her boobs, his fingers shivering because of the cold. She moaned against his lips as the ice melted on her skin, leaving a trail of water dripping down her body. Pulling away, Finn brushed his wet fingers over her lips and watched as she opened her mouth and sucked the cold water off of them. Smiling as she sighed happily, he shifted between her legs and lowered his lips to her chest. Slowly sucking the water off her body, he flicked his tongue out at her skin and took his time getting every drop in sight. She squirmed under him and Finn smiled as she pushed a hand through his hair, massaging his scalp as he worked his mouth on her nipple, sucking and biting gently as her knees pressed into his shoulders. Arching her back into his mouth, Finn sucked harder on her nipple and slipped a hand between her legs to rub her gently. He heard her whimper as he massaged her clit slowly and pulled away from her nipple to follow the water trail down to her belly button. Licking up the water, he sighed happily as her stomach quivered under his lips. Dipping his tongue into her belly button, Finn pinched her clit gently as it hardened between his fingers. He heard her say something, but didn’t bother to understand what it was. Her knees pressed into his shoulders some more as he pulled his tongue away and looked up at her. She bit her lip as she smiled back at him and Finn grinned. One of the hottest things about Rachel was the way she bit her lip, or slowly teased her soft lips with her tongue. And she had an amazing tongue.
Reaching for another ice cube, Finn watched her as he brushed the cube over her hardened clit. She bucked her hips against his hand, her head falling back against the couch as he moved the cube a little faster, the water dripping down onto the floor. Shifting his position so he was sitting on the floor between her legs, Finn guided one of her legs over his shoulder with his free hand, the other still moving the ice cube over her clit. Feeling her shiver a little he pulled his hand away and edged closer to her, flicking his tongue out at her, licking up the water as he moved the ice cube down the inside of her thigh. He heard her whimper as he moved the cube back to her core, teasing her slowly. Her hand made its way back into his hair, guiding his lips back to her clit. Holding the melting cube between his lips Finn shivered a little and pressed it again her causing her to cry out. Holding her thigh over his shoulder tight, Finn moved the cube down her slit, feeling her shiver as she tangled her fingers in his hair. Growling as the ice melted in his mouth, Finn swallowed what was left of it and pressed his face between her legs, gently sucking on her clit as she bucked her hips against his lips, her hand guiding him closer. Blindly reaching for the glass, he set it on the floor and picked up another cube as he released her clit, his tongue slowly moving down her slit and parting her folds as he took his time tasting her. He looked up at her briefly as she arched her back and dipped his tongue into her as she came a little; smiling to himself he pulled his tongue out as she growled at him. Licking his lips, he put the ice cube in his mouth and growled as his lips started shaking. Gently lifting her hips, Finn brushed the cube at her entrance and smiled a little as she tugged at his hair, her whole body shuddering at the touch. Feeling the water drip into his mouth, Finn growled softly and pushed the cube against her entrance again, his eyes moving up to look at her as her body sagged into the couch, a happy purr escaping her lips. Feeling it melt some more, Finn kept his lips tight around the cube as he teased her entrance slowly. “Finnnnn!” pulling his mouth away from her, Finn swallowed the rest of the cube and looked up at her, “Baby, that’s cold.”
“Too cold?” Rachel whimpered, nodding as she massaged his scalp. Smiling as he nodded, he pushed the glass away and slipped his tongue into her again, feeling her tighten around it as he slid it deeper into her. Feeling her push her fingers through his hair, Finn responded by sliding his tongue deeper into her, the tip brushing against her walls as she pushed him deeper. Rachel arched her back as he pressed his tongue against her spot and growled softly as she tightened around him again, a slow throb building around his tongue as he gripped her thigh a little tighter. Pressing against her spot again, Finn felt her tighten even more as she came hard. Carefully pulling his tongue out, he lapped up her come, humming softly as she released her grip on his hair. Looking up at her as he sat up straight, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, Finn smiled at the happy look on her face. Picking up the glass of melting ice, he held it out to her and Rachel grinned as she took the glass from him. He watched her sip on it slowly, her eyes meeting his over the rim of the glass. As she set it down on the couch, she winked at him, “I’m glad you didn’t stick the ice cube in me.”
“I was thinking about it, and then figured that if you froze up, that wouldn’t be so good.”
“Mostly for you, because there is no way that I’m ever going to let you touch me again.”
“Forever?”
“Well, for almost forever.”
Finn sighed, leaning back against the table as he looked at her, “I’m glad I didn’t stick the ice cube in you.”
Words: 2,831
Spoilers: None.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters, even if I wished I did.
Rating: M.
Character/Pairings: Finn Hudson and Rachel Berry
Summary: Filling a prompt for the #fildos. Three words: ice cube sex.
Author’s Notes: For once, I think my smut doesn't have a plot. Which is a little sad, but at the same time, fun to write. It's a little rambly, because according to me, Finn Hudson has a serious problem with putting his thoughts together without rambling.
There was a good reason for why they were outside, instead of inside, rolling between the sheets, hands all over each other, but Finn couldn’t remember what the reason was. Sure, he really needed to get rid of the pale skin tone - Rachel’s words - but it wasn’t like she really wanted a tan. He knew that it was an excuse to put on that gorgeous new bikini she bought when she went shopping with Quinn a few days ago. He remembered when she came to his house and held it out for him, refusing to put it on and show him just how good it looked. She wanted him to trust her that it was a perfect fit. It took her three weeks to finally put it on and flaunt her perfect body for him. Right then Finn thought he was going to die. The mailman issues were long gone, but just seeing her in that tiny red bikini, with her sex hair falling all over the place as she bit her lip and watched him was enough to bring back some of the mailman issues. And in true Rachel style, she pretended like she hadn’t noticed and made him put lotion on her back before they went out to the backyard and lounged by the pool. She had everything thought out, as always, and while they lay there sipping on their lemonade, Finn wondered if she was really trying to kill him. She was lying on her stomach, humming to herself as she flipped through some magazine or the other. Finn secretly hoped it was Cosmo, because he knew that right after Rachel read an issue of the magazine, she had all these crazy sex ideas. They had tried so many positions from Cosmo that a part of him wondered if there were other people in the world doing every single position mentioned in the magazine. Sometimes his back hurt so much from all the bending and folding that he was amazed when he was always ready for another round of another position. He knew why he never turned her away, this was Rachel Berry. His Rachel Berry. One look at that body and you couldn’t refuse. And when she gave you that look, it took every ounce of will power to not jump her right then and there.
And of course, he loved her enough to do whatever she said. Hence the tanning.
“Rach?”
“Mhm?”
“Can we go in now?”
“Why?”
“It’s hot and I’m on fire.”
“Yes, you are,” she blew him a kiss and Finn wondered what she was thinking.
“Baby, please.”
“I’m not done yet, Finn.”
“You’ve read the magazine three times.”
“And there’s more to read, I’m learning new things.”
“Seriously?”
“Don’t you want to try something new tonight?”
“I want to try something new right now.”
“Finn Hudson, control yourself for two minutes!”
“Baby,” Finn whined as he watched her shake her butt as she shifted on the lawn chair, “I’ve been controlling myself for an hour.”
“I promise I’ll make it worth your while,” she turned back to the magazine, and Finn watched as she slowly took the straw of her lemonade into her mouth, her tongue darting out before her mouth closed over the plastic. He moaned involuntarily as she took a long sip, and closed his eyes as he turned back to look at the hedge he’d been staring at for the last hour. He was hard already and all she had done was put on a bikini and torture him. Sighing unhappily, he finished his lemonade and stood up. “Finn!”
“What?”
“Where are you going?”
“Inside.”
“But, baby….”
“I don’t really want to tan anymore. I’m red all over and it itches.” She pouted and he rolled his eyes, shaking his head as he stepped into the kitchen, setting his glass in the sink. Washing his hands, he watched as she followed him into the house. Smiling to himself, he wiped his hands and took off his sunglasses as she tossed her hair over her shoulder, shot him a seductive grin and moved her hips slowly as she made her way to the living room. Growling under his breath, Finn followed her to the living room as she made herself comfortable on the couch. Biting his lip, he watched as she played with the string on her bikini bottom and smiled to himself as she looked up at him.
“Come here.” Moving to the couch, Finn hoped that his hard on was going to control itself before anything happened. It wasn’t like Rachel hadn’t seen him harder than this before. Playing with the waistband of his surf shorts, Finn sat on the other end of the couch as Rachel carefully sat. Crawling to him, she cupped him through his shorts and placed soft kisses along his neck before tugging on his earlobe, “I want us to try something new today.”
“Okay,” the word barely came out in a whisper as she pressed her palm against his erection.
“I need you to be patient with me okay?”
“Whatever you want, baby.”
Licking his lips as she pushed his boxers off, Finn lifted his hips off the couch to get them off completely and watched as she straddled his hips. He made an attempt to untie her bikini bottom, but she brushed his hands away, causing him to growl unhappily, “I’m in charge.”
“Okay,” taking a shaky breath as she rolled her hips against his, Finn dug his hands into the couch cushions and watched as she slowly untied her bikini bottom. Smiling as she lifted herself onto her knees, he licked his lips and let his eyes travel down between her legs. Growling softly as she shifted on him, Finn bit his lip and watched as she rubbed herself. “Baby…”
“Patience, Finn.” He let her guide his hands to her hips as she moved her hand around his length, stroking him slowly. “Hold me, okay?”
Finn nodded as she lifted herself, her feet flat on the couch, holding his length as she carefully lowered herself onto him. Finn forced his eyes open as he moaned, feeling her wetness around him as she bent her legs at the knees, pressing her knees into the back of the couch on either side of his chest. He watched as she tossed her head back, a happy moan escaping her lips as she gripped the back of the couch. A soft growl comes from Rachel as she starts moving on him, slowly at first as she takes him deeper with every move. Finn digs his fingers into her hips as he guides her faster on him. Rachel leans forward to kiss him, both of them moaning as their lips lock and Finn is pretty sure that this might be the fastest he’s ever reached an orgasm. Growling into the kiss as he moves her faster on him, she pushes a hand through his hair, tugging on it as he feels her throbbing around him. His hips buck involuntarily against hers, causing her to moan loud, her lips separating from his as he hits her spot. She presses her forehead against his lips as she moves up and down on him, pressing herself down on him so he hits her spot again. “Fuck.” Hearing her curse is probably one of the hottest things ever, not that he’d ever tell her that, but it’s incredibly sexy hearing her say that. Bucking his hips against hers again, Finn hits her spot as she tightens around him and comes hard. He pushes into her again as she moans against his lips and comes, filling her as she tugs on his hair hard.
They sit like that for a few minutes, her face buried in his neck as they struggle to breathe. A small smile plays at his lips as he runs his hand slowly up and down her back, listening to the soft sounds of her breathing. There’s something comforting about the sound of her breathing, it’s just a confirmation that she’s right there with him. Especially when they collapse on the bed beside each other, their eyes shut as they focus on getting their breathing back to normal. She kisses his shoulder and Finn smiles as she pulls back to look at him, “And now I’m hot.”
“Mhm that you most definitely are.”
Rachel giggled as she kissed him softly, running her fingers through his hair slowly. Finn returned the soft kiss, his fingers running along the dip in her back as she shivered a little. “A cold shower sounds really good now.”
“I have a better idea.”
“Do you now?” Finn winked, kissing her again. Rachel arched an eyebrow as she carefully lifted herself off of him, biting her lip as she whimpered and moved to sit beside him on the couch. “Lie down, get comfortable. I’ll be right back.”
“Where are you going?”
“I’m in charge now.” Rachel pouted up at him and Finn couldn’t help but laugh as she adjusted herself on the couch, pulling a cushion under her head as he winked. Running a hand through his hair he walked to the kitchen. He wasn’t sure when the idea had popped into his head, but there it was taunting him as he whistled a random Zeppelin song moving around the kitchen. Pulling the freezer open, he stuck his head in for a few seconds and then pulled out the ice tray. Smiling to himself as he emptied the contents into a large glass, he filled the tray again and set it back in the freezer. Humming the rest of the song, he carried the glass back to the living room where Rachel was playing with her hair, one leg dangling off the couch as the other was set on the back of the couch, her foot playing a random beat on the wall. He smiled as he watched her, licking his lips as he set the glass on the coffee table and looked down at her, “So, I might have something to help you cool down.”
“Ice cubes?”
“With a twist.”
“Does it have a flavor to it?”
“What?” Finn frowned before he realized what she meant and shook his head, “Yup, a Finn Hudson flavor to it.”
Her eyes widened as he sat on the edge of the coffee table, running his fingers up her thigh, “Maybe you’ll need to sit up.”
“Whatever you say.” She grinned as she carefully sat up, her feet pressing against his thighs as she shot him a seductive smile, “Now what?”
“Sit back, relax and enjoy the….whatever this is.” Rachel chuckled softly and nodded, licking her lips as he moved to his knees in front of her. Grabbing the glass of ice, Finn reached for one and leaned forward to kiss her as he carefully trailed the ice cube down her body, between her boobs, his fingers shivering because of the cold. She moaned against his lips as the ice melted on her skin, leaving a trail of water dripping down her body. Pulling away, Finn brushed his wet fingers over her lips and watched as she opened her mouth and sucked the cold water off of them. Smiling as she sighed happily, he shifted between her legs and lowered his lips to her chest. Slowly sucking the water off her body, he flicked his tongue out at her skin and took his time getting every drop in sight. She squirmed under him and Finn smiled as she pushed a hand through his hair, massaging his scalp as he worked his mouth on her nipple, sucking and biting gently as her knees pressed into his shoulders. Arching her back into his mouth, Finn sucked harder on her nipple and slipped a hand between her legs to rub her gently. He heard her whimper as he massaged her clit slowly and pulled away from her nipple to follow the water trail down to her belly button. Licking up the water, he sighed happily as her stomach quivered under his lips. Dipping his tongue into her belly button, Finn pinched her clit gently as it hardened between his fingers. He heard her say something, but didn’t bother to understand what it was. Her knees pressed into his shoulders some more as he pulled his tongue away and looked up at her. She bit her lip as she smiled back at him and Finn grinned. One of the hottest things about Rachel was the way she bit her lip, or slowly teased her soft lips with her tongue. And she had an amazing tongue.
Reaching for another ice cube, Finn watched her as he brushed the cube over her hardened clit. She bucked her hips against his hand, her head falling back against the couch as he moved the cube a little faster, the water dripping down onto the floor. Shifting his position so he was sitting on the floor between her legs, Finn guided one of her legs over his shoulder with his free hand, the other still moving the ice cube over her clit. Feeling her shiver a little he pulled his hand away and edged closer to her, flicking his tongue out at her, licking up the water as he moved the ice cube down the inside of her thigh. He heard her whimper as he moved the cube back to her core, teasing her slowly. Her hand made its way back into his hair, guiding his lips back to her clit. Holding the melting cube between his lips Finn shivered a little and pressed it again her causing her to cry out. Holding her thigh over his shoulder tight, Finn moved the cube down her slit, feeling her shiver as she tangled her fingers in his hair. Growling as the ice melted in his mouth, Finn swallowed what was left of it and pressed his face between her legs, gently sucking on her clit as she bucked her hips against his lips, her hand guiding him closer. Blindly reaching for the glass, he set it on the floor and picked up another cube as he released her clit, his tongue slowly moving down her slit and parting her folds as he took his time tasting her. He looked up at her briefly as she arched her back and dipped his tongue into her as she came a little; smiling to himself he pulled his tongue out as she growled at him. Licking his lips, he put the ice cube in his mouth and growled as his lips started shaking. Gently lifting her hips, Finn brushed the cube at her entrance and smiled a little as she tugged at his hair, her whole body shuddering at the touch. Feeling the water drip into his mouth, Finn growled softly and pushed the cube against her entrance again, his eyes moving up to look at her as her body sagged into the couch, a happy purr escaping her lips. Feeling it melt some more, Finn kept his lips tight around the cube as he teased her entrance slowly. “Finnnnn!” pulling his mouth away from her, Finn swallowed the rest of the cube and looked up at her, “Baby, that’s cold.”
“Too cold?” Rachel whimpered, nodding as she massaged his scalp. Smiling as he nodded, he pushed the glass away and slipped his tongue into her again, feeling her tighten around it as he slid it deeper into her. Feeling her push her fingers through his hair, Finn responded by sliding his tongue deeper into her, the tip brushing against her walls as she pushed him deeper. Rachel arched her back as he pressed his tongue against her spot and growled softly as she tightened around him again, a slow throb building around his tongue as he gripped her thigh a little tighter. Pressing against her spot again, Finn felt her tighten even more as she came hard. Carefully pulling his tongue out, he lapped up her come, humming softly as she released her grip on his hair. Looking up at her as he sat up straight, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, Finn smiled at the happy look on her face. Picking up the glass of melting ice, he held it out to her and Rachel grinned as she took the glass from him. He watched her sip on it slowly, her eyes meeting his over the rim of the glass. As she set it down on the couch, she winked at him, “I’m glad you didn’t stick the ice cube in me.”
“I was thinking about it, and then figured that if you froze up, that wouldn’t be so good.”
“Mostly for you, because there is no way that I’m ever going to let you touch me again.”
“Forever?”
“Well, for almost forever.”
Finn sighed, leaning back against the table as he looked at her, “I’m glad I didn’t stick the ice cube in you.”