Fic: Sex doesn't equal dating, Finn/Santana, Rated: R
Title: Sex doesn't equal dating
Pairing/Characters: Finntana, Finn Hudson, Santana Lopez
Rating: R
Summary: Santana wants sex, as always. Finn wants more.
Spoilers: None really, lets say A Very Glee Christmas
A/N: I'm sorry this took so long. I'm really not happy with this but I wanted to give you something since I got an AMAZING fic. I hope this satisfies you even a little.
Finn could not breathe.
He should not be reacting this way. He had a girlfriend. Well, kind of. Rachel wasn’t really talking to him at the moment. And he’s happy about that, he didn’t want her to talk to him. At least that’s what he thinks. Maybe he should get back together with Quinn. But he can’t do that to Quinn. This wasn’t the point though. Especially since Santana was standing in front of him. In nothing. Well not nothing, but pretty much nothing. A blue lacy bra and matching panties barely covered her private areas, and oh my god, why had he never noticed the lady bug tattoo on her right hip? He reached out to touch it.
Santana slapped his hand away. “I didn’t say you could touch me, Hudson.” Finn just looked at her, an unreadable expression on his face. Santana knew what he was going to ask. “I cover it up with concealer and foundation at school so Sylvester doesn’t flip her shit. That’s why my belly button piercing is gone.”
Finn looked at the little scar right above her naval. “What happened?”
Santana sighed. This is NOT the reason she came over here. “I forgot to take out my ring before going to change for practice; Coach saw it and went batshit. She ripped it out and now I can’t get it pierced again. But why are we talking about this? I’m standing in front of you almost naked. I want sex."
Finn didn’t really process what happened next, all he knew was that Santana’s bra was off, his shirt was off, and her nipple was in his mouth. He should stop this, he really should but his lower area did not want him to. Well fuck it, he didn’t care if anyone found out. Well he did, but, Oh my god, where did she learn to do that with her mouth? And when did she end up down there with her mouth on his dick? He really needed to pay more attention.
--
Finn was woken up by a punch to his bare chest.
“Get up, Hudson. Q and Brit are on their way over.” Santana told him, gathering her black locks into a ponytail. How did she manage to get out of the bed and get dressed without him waking up?
Santana snapped in front. “Are you stupid? I said up and out Hudson. I don’t need to explain this to the girls.”
“Wait, what?” Finn asked confused, one eyebrow arched.
Santana sighed aggravated and pulled Finn out of her bed. “Out, Hudson. Quinn and Brittany, you know my two best friends, blonde perky cheerleaders with amazing boobs, in glee club?”
“I know who they are. But why do I have to leave? Don’t you girls gossip about who you hook up with anyway?” Finn grabbed his boxers and pants, pulling both on.
“No, idiot. We’re not stupid guys. And if we did Quinn would feel all weird and we don’t need that. Can you go any faster?” She sat on her bed with a magazine, flipping through it.
Finn pulled on his shirt. “So when are we doing this again?”
“Doing what?” Santana asked, clearly annoyed that he was taking so long to leave.
“Hanging out. I enjoy your company Santana. I think we’d be good together. I mean especially since I broke up with Rachel and Puck has betrayed both of us. “
“Listen, frankenteen. I hook up with people for sex. I don’t do relationships.” She said the word like it was poison and just saying it would knock four years off her life. “In relationships people get all clingy and want you to only have sex with them. I can’t do that. So just get out, or this will never happen again.”
Finn just shook his head. “You know what? I feel sorry for you Santana.” He didn’t know where this was coming from but he couldn’t really stop himself, it was like word vomit. “You walk around all high and mighty when you know you have as much problems as half the people in Lima. You’ve never been in a healthy relationship, you don’t know how to be in one. You treat people like they’re your little toys, and that’s how people treat you. I’m glad none of these people will remember you after high school, unless its for being a bitch.”
“Wow, Hudson. Manhands taught you how to use your brain?” She rolled her eyes. “Don’t start going on me, ‘cause you know I got so much shit on you.”
“Okay, Santana, whatever. I’m leaving have fun living your life or something.”
Santana sighed. She was harsh she knows it. But what she didn’t know was that one of the best relationships she could of ever had just walked out of her door.
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Pairing/Characters: Finntana, Finn Hudson, Santana Lopez
Rating: R
Summary: Santana wants sex, as always. Finn wants more.
Spoilers: None really, lets say A Very Glee Christmas
A/N: I'm sorry this took so long. I'm really not happy with this but I wanted to give you something since I got an AMAZING fic. I hope this satisfies you even a little.
Finn could not breathe.
He should not be reacting this way. He had a girlfriend. Well, kind of. Rachel wasn’t really talking to him at the moment. And he’s happy about that, he didn’t want her to talk to him. At least that’s what he thinks. Maybe he should get back together with Quinn. But he can’t do that to Quinn. This wasn’t the point though. Especially since Santana was standing in front of him. In nothing. Well not nothing, but pretty much nothing. A blue lacy bra and matching panties barely covered her private areas, and oh my god, why had he never noticed the lady bug tattoo on her right hip? He reached out to touch it.
Santana slapped his hand away. “I didn’t say you could touch me, Hudson.” Finn just looked at her, an unreadable expression on his face. Santana knew what he was going to ask. “I cover it up with concealer and foundation at school so Sylvester doesn’t flip her shit. That’s why my belly button piercing is gone.”
Finn looked at the little scar right above her naval. “What happened?”
Santana sighed. This is NOT the reason she came over here. “I forgot to take out my ring before going to change for practice; Coach saw it and went batshit. She ripped it out and now I can’t get it pierced again. But why are we talking about this? I’m standing in front of you almost naked. I want sex."
Finn didn’t really process what happened next, all he knew was that Santana’s bra was off, his shirt was off, and her nipple was in his mouth. He should stop this, he really should but his lower area did not want him to. Well fuck it, he didn’t care if anyone found out. Well he did, but, Oh my god, where did she learn to do that with her mouth? And when did she end up down there with her mouth on his dick? He really needed to pay more attention.
--
Finn was woken up by a punch to his bare chest.
“Get up, Hudson. Q and Brit are on their way over.” Santana told him, gathering her black locks into a ponytail. How did she manage to get out of the bed and get dressed without him waking up?
Santana snapped in front. “Are you stupid? I said up and out Hudson. I don’t need to explain this to the girls.”
“Wait, what?” Finn asked confused, one eyebrow arched.
Santana sighed aggravated and pulled Finn out of her bed. “Out, Hudson. Quinn and Brittany, you know my two best friends, blonde perky cheerleaders with amazing boobs, in glee club?”
“I know who they are. But why do I have to leave? Don’t you girls gossip about who you hook up with anyway?” Finn grabbed his boxers and pants, pulling both on.
“No, idiot. We’re not stupid guys. And if we did Quinn would feel all weird and we don’t need that. Can you go any faster?” She sat on her bed with a magazine, flipping through it.
Finn pulled on his shirt. “So when are we doing this again?”
“Doing what?” Santana asked, clearly annoyed that he was taking so long to leave.
“Hanging out. I enjoy your company Santana. I think we’d be good together. I mean especially since I broke up with Rachel and Puck has betrayed both of us. “
“Listen, frankenteen. I hook up with people for sex. I don’t do relationships.” She said the word like it was poison and just saying it would knock four years off her life. “In relationships people get all clingy and want you to only have sex with them. I can’t do that. So just get out, or this will never happen again.”
Finn just shook his head. “You know what? I feel sorry for you Santana.” He didn’t know where this was coming from but he couldn’t really stop himself, it was like word vomit. “You walk around all high and mighty when you know you have as much problems as half the people in Lima. You’ve never been in a healthy relationship, you don’t know how to be in one. You treat people like they’re your little toys, and that’s how people treat you. I’m glad none of these people will remember you after high school, unless its for being a bitch.”
“Wow, Hudson. Manhands taught you how to use your brain?” She rolled her eyes. “Don’t start going on me, ‘cause you know I got so much shit on you.”
“Okay, Santana, whatever. I’m leaving have fun living your life or something.”
Santana sighed. She was harsh she knows it. But what she didn’t know was that one of the best relationships she could of ever had just walked out of her door.
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