The Gas Leak - Part 2 - Finn/Tina
Title: The Gas Leak
Pairing: Santana/Brittany (Ch 1 et al), Finn/Tina (Ch 2), & Others Later On
Rating: NC17
Spoilers: Takes place in what I hope Season 3 to be.
Disclaimer: I don't own this.
The Gas Leak
Based on a prompt from the Glee Kink Meme (http://glee-kink-meme . livejournal . com/8721 . html?thread=14264849#t14264849)
“Brittany and Santana have one of their famous rendezvouses in the Boiler Room at school. They go at it kind of rough and accidentally cause some type of Gas Leak. Now this gas leak doesn't kill you or make you pass out ... it makes you horny. So in various other parts of the school, multiple other pairs begin to participate in the school wide sex romp.”
Features Brittana and 7 other rair couples/groups.
Chapter 2 - A Helping Hand - Finn/Tina
McKinley Choir Room - 3:17 PM
Finn Hudson walked alone in the deserted hallways of McKinley High. He was busy thinking over Mr. Schue’s important Glee assignment to prepare for Sectionals. Thinking giving him a headache though. Finn considered himself to be the Glee Club’s leader. It would be important for him to come up with a kick ass song to wow everyone. That’s all he really cared about nowadays.
Just then he realized a problem. Normally when he had to come up with a kick ass song he’d jam out on his drum set until an idea came to him. The problem was he had to have his snare repaired so he had taken in the drums into be fixed. He was drum-less.
That’s how Finn arrived in the choir room. He figured that a drum set sitting unplayed all weekend in school was a waste, so he’d just borrow it for the weekend.
As he began to pack up the kit, Tina Cohen-Chang walked into the room. “Oh, I didn’t know anyone was still here. What’s up Finn?”
“Not much, just packing up the drumkit to take it home for the weekend. Mine are broken,” said Finn, not bothering to look up from his task.
“Won’t John get mad at you?” inquired Tina.
“Who?”
“John. You know, the drummer… He’s been playing in the band for over 2 years and you never bothered to learn his name?”
“Oh, guess not. Hmmm.” replied Finn busy at work. “What are you doing here?” he thought to ask. “You never said.”
“Oh right … Have you seen my purse?”
“No. Sorry.” Then Finn thought for a moment. Something inside him was telling him to be a leader and not ignore Tina’s plight. He was a leader after all right? “I will help you look for it though,” Finn said with his best Superman smile.
Tina started giggling. “It’s probably right over by the chair I was sitting in during Glee. Thanks anyway though.” Sure enough she was right. As she turned to leave something made Finn stop her. “Hey, while you’re here do you mind helping carry these out to my car?”
“No problem.” Tina nodded. “Let me just take of my sweater. I don’t want to wrinkle it or have it get all sweaty.”
Finn was about to turn around to pick up a bass drum, but something strange happened. He couldn’t take his eyes off Tina. For the first time in his memory, he took notice of what Tina was wearing. Tina was clad in a knit black sweater with sewn on skulls (possibly home made), and she paired this with a ruffly black and red skirt and black stockings. He watched intensely as she stripped the sweater off her body revealing a small red and black striped tank-top.
So many questions were circling inside Finn’s mind at that moment. Had Tina always worn that much black? Why did he never notice how black her hair was? When did Tina suddenly get cleavage and why didn’t she show it off more? And most importantly, when did Tina get so fucking hot?
Tina had noticed Finn’s stare. “What are you looking at?”
That last question in his mind was still dominating his thoughts and for some reason it seemed like a perfectly good idea to ask her for an answer. “When did you get so hot?”
Tina was shocked at Finn’s openness. Normally she’d be offended at this type of remark, especially from an arrogant guy like Finn, but now all she wanted to do was take a step closer to him to give him a closeup view. She took at deep breath. “This is how I’ve always been. You only notice this now?”
Finn stared into Tina’s eyes, and they were staring back at him. “I’m an idiot.”
“Well we agree on something.” They both laughed.
Finn looked down and took sight of Tina’s lips. “You lips are so red.”
Tina was feeling bold. She garnered some courage from an unknown source and declared, “If you like my lips so much why don’t you shut the fuck up and kiss them.”
Finn did as he was told. Their lips met. It was if an explosion had gone off. They attacked each other with so much hunger and intensity. Hands were grabbing at clothes. Gasps and moans filled the air.
Since Finn was a very tall person, he had to bend down to reach Tina. And after awhile, kissing Tina has put somewhat of a strain on Finn’s back and neck. Tina began to notice some discomfort from Finn, so she stopped their kissing. She wanted to overcome their height difference, so she quickly leapt off her feet into Finn’s strong arms. This was a thoughtful gesture, but one Finn was completely unprepared for. With Tina now wrapped around his torso, Finn stumbled backward and crashed into the drumkit. Their were loud noises as the cymbals and snares banged into the floor.
“Sorry. Sorry.” Said Tina. Beneath her Finn was in a bit of pain, but he was running on so much adrenaline that he got over it quickly. It also helped that Tina had begun to nibble on his earlobe.
While she continued to do that, she pawed at the hem of Finn’s shirt and then began to pull it over his head. At one point his head got stuck, but that problem was fixed quickly.
As they went back to kissing, a now shirtless Finn slowly inched his fingers up underneath Tina’s tank-top, exposing plenty of her soft pail skin in its wake. As he worked his way upward, he came to a discovery that almost caused him to shout out in elation. His nemesis, the female bra, was nowhere to be found, saving him the awkwardness of having his gangly inexperienced hands fumble with the clasp. He lifted the rest of the material over Tina’s head, and them happily palmed both her breasts.
As Finn began to massage both her breasts, he could feel her nipples begin to harden in his grasp, and for the first time he notice an increasingly hardening body part of his as well. Never had Finn Hudson felt more alive, and the throbbing in his pants was clear evidence of that. Since Tina was straddling him, she noticed his hardness too, so she moved from her position atop him to kneel between his legs. Then Tina undid the fasten of Finn’s jeans and lowered the zipper, Finn could feel his heart racing and he felt lightheaded.
Tina then yanked down both Finn’s jeans and underwear simultaneously, releasing his hardened member. Finn could feel something began to stir inside of him. This had happened before; it was too soon. But the slightest touch of Tina’s hand on Finn’s cock caused him to immediately explode in pleasure.
He looked away from Tina and he wanted to go away and hide in shame. However, she forced his eyes back towards her own. She kissed him softly. He spoke up, “I’m sorry.”
Tina replied, “I don’t care.” Finn was skeptical. “I’m happy knowing you got so work up over me.” They shared a laugh. “But don’t you think for a second that this is over. Your gonna put those big manly hands to use.”
Finn nodded. He knew exactly what he had to do. But the floor was not the best place for this. He looked about to room. “Piano” was all he had to say.
Tina bounced over to the Piano bench. Finn then watched as Tina removed her skirt and stockings. As he moved closer, he took note of the skull design on her panties. He loved that she had matched perfectly on this day. He grabbed the elastic with both hands and pulled the panties down Tina’s legs.
Finn then kissed his way all the way up her thighs, her stomach, her breasts, her neck, before finally reaching her lips. As their tongues danced between them, Finn took this opportunity to begin to make circles around Tina’s throbbing clit with his fingers. Tina wanted more; she needed more. “What are you waiting for?” she whispered in his ear. This was less of a question, more of an order though. Finn ceased his teasing and plunged one of his fingers deep within Tina’s wet center.
As Finn added a second finger, Tina became thankful that Finn’s skills as a drummer had blessed him with strong dexterous fingers as well as granting him the ability to keep a stable rhythm as he pumped in and out of her. Tina could feel the something building within her. An orgasm quickly overtook her, and Tina leaned back onto the piano causing the keys to play out a discordant tone that droned out the sounds of her wails.
The sight of Tina coming undone before him made Finn surge with joy. Something else was happening to Finn at that sight too, he was getting hard again. He had never had such a quick turn around after cumming too early. Tina notice Finn’s returning hardness and with a smile she stated, “Isn’t that a miracle.”
Tina shoved Finn back down onto the floor. She then reached over above his head to retrieve something … a condom. “Aren’t you glad we found my purse?” She tore the wrapper and did all the other necessary preparations. This was totally happening.
Tina positioned herself above Finn’s wrapped package and then with a swift movement she came done filling herself with him. Tina rocked up and down on Finn’s cock as he thrust upward into her. Finn felt like he was on fire, but in a good way. Tina was very pleased with Finn’s size; it’d be incredibly difficult to mess things up with that thing.
They were in the home stretch. Tina and Finn began to pick up the pace of their rocking and thrusting. It wasn’t long before Tina had her second orgasm of the afternoon, Finn followed quickly very proud of the fact that he had lasted long enough to see her satisfied first. The pair collapsed into a worn out heap on the choir room floor. Both then passed into a post-sex slumber blissfully unaware that the cause of the desires was a scared pair of girls down the hall …
…
Brittany and Santana examined the remains of what used to be the Boiler Room completely in shock that something like this could have happened. Multiples pipes had become dislodged and there was an unusual scent in the air. Santana quickly figured out that the damage to school property was the least of their current worries. That smell was definitely gas.
“Brittany … I think we caused a gas leak.”
“What does that mean? Is that bad?”
“If the gas got into the air vents then, yes, it is really bad. People all over the school could be getting messed up by the gas. You never know what could happen when people get that way.”
“Is there anything we can do?”
“Do you know anything about ventilation or heating? Do you have a monkey wrench hidden in your bra?” Brittany shook her head no. “Then we’re gonna need to get some help.”
TO BE CONTINUED
Pairing: Santana/Brittany (Ch 1 et al), Finn/Tina (Ch 2), & Others Later On
Rating: NC17
Spoilers: Takes place in what I hope Season 3 to be.
Disclaimer: I don't own this.
The Gas Leak
Based on a prompt from the Glee Kink Meme (http://glee-kink-meme . livejournal . com/8721 . html?thread=14264849#t14264849)
“Brittany and Santana have one of their famous rendezvouses in the Boiler Room at school. They go at it kind of rough and accidentally cause some type of Gas Leak. Now this gas leak doesn't kill you or make you pass out ... it makes you horny. So in various other parts of the school, multiple other pairs begin to participate in the school wide sex romp.”
Features Brittana and 7 other rair couples/groups.
Chapter 2 - A Helping Hand - Finn/Tina
McKinley Choir Room - 3:17 PM
Finn Hudson walked alone in the deserted hallways of McKinley High. He was busy thinking over Mr. Schue’s important Glee assignment to prepare for Sectionals. Thinking giving him a headache though. Finn considered himself to be the Glee Club’s leader. It would be important for him to come up with a kick ass song to wow everyone. That’s all he really cared about nowadays.
Just then he realized a problem. Normally when he had to come up with a kick ass song he’d jam out on his drum set until an idea came to him. The problem was he had to have his snare repaired so he had taken in the drums into be fixed. He was drum-less.
That’s how Finn arrived in the choir room. He figured that a drum set sitting unplayed all weekend in school was a waste, so he’d just borrow it for the weekend.
As he began to pack up the kit, Tina Cohen-Chang walked into the room. “Oh, I didn’t know anyone was still here. What’s up Finn?”
“Not much, just packing up the drumkit to take it home for the weekend. Mine are broken,” said Finn, not bothering to look up from his task.
“Won’t John get mad at you?” inquired Tina.
“Who?”
“John. You know, the drummer… He’s been playing in the band for over 2 years and you never bothered to learn his name?”
“Oh, guess not. Hmmm.” replied Finn busy at work. “What are you doing here?” he thought to ask. “You never said.”
“Oh right … Have you seen my purse?”
“No. Sorry.” Then Finn thought for a moment. Something inside him was telling him to be a leader and not ignore Tina’s plight. He was a leader after all right? “I will help you look for it though,” Finn said with his best Superman smile.
Tina started giggling. “It’s probably right over by the chair I was sitting in during Glee. Thanks anyway though.” Sure enough she was right. As she turned to leave something made Finn stop her. “Hey, while you’re here do you mind helping carry these out to my car?”
“No problem.” Tina nodded. “Let me just take of my sweater. I don’t want to wrinkle it or have it get all sweaty.”
Finn was about to turn around to pick up a bass drum, but something strange happened. He couldn’t take his eyes off Tina. For the first time in his memory, he took notice of what Tina was wearing. Tina was clad in a knit black sweater with sewn on skulls (possibly home made), and she paired this with a ruffly black and red skirt and black stockings. He watched intensely as she stripped the sweater off her body revealing a small red and black striped tank-top.
So many questions were circling inside Finn’s mind at that moment. Had Tina always worn that much black? Why did he never notice how black her hair was? When did Tina suddenly get cleavage and why didn’t she show it off more? And most importantly, when did Tina get so fucking hot?
Tina had noticed Finn’s stare. “What are you looking at?”
That last question in his mind was still dominating his thoughts and for some reason it seemed like a perfectly good idea to ask her for an answer. “When did you get so hot?”
Tina was shocked at Finn’s openness. Normally she’d be offended at this type of remark, especially from an arrogant guy like Finn, but now all she wanted to do was take a step closer to him to give him a closeup view. She took at deep breath. “This is how I’ve always been. You only notice this now?”
Finn stared into Tina’s eyes, and they were staring back at him. “I’m an idiot.”
“Well we agree on something.” They both laughed.
Finn looked down and took sight of Tina’s lips. “You lips are so red.”
Tina was feeling bold. She garnered some courage from an unknown source and declared, “If you like my lips so much why don’t you shut the fuck up and kiss them.”
Finn did as he was told. Their lips met. It was if an explosion had gone off. They attacked each other with so much hunger and intensity. Hands were grabbing at clothes. Gasps and moans filled the air.
Since Finn was a very tall person, he had to bend down to reach Tina. And after awhile, kissing Tina has put somewhat of a strain on Finn’s back and neck. Tina began to notice some discomfort from Finn, so she stopped their kissing. She wanted to overcome their height difference, so she quickly leapt off her feet into Finn’s strong arms. This was a thoughtful gesture, but one Finn was completely unprepared for. With Tina now wrapped around his torso, Finn stumbled backward and crashed into the drumkit. Their were loud noises as the cymbals and snares banged into the floor.
“Sorry. Sorry.” Said Tina. Beneath her Finn was in a bit of pain, but he was running on so much adrenaline that he got over it quickly. It also helped that Tina had begun to nibble on his earlobe.
While she continued to do that, she pawed at the hem of Finn’s shirt and then began to pull it over his head. At one point his head got stuck, but that problem was fixed quickly.
As they went back to kissing, a now shirtless Finn slowly inched his fingers up underneath Tina’s tank-top, exposing plenty of her soft pail skin in its wake. As he worked his way upward, he came to a discovery that almost caused him to shout out in elation. His nemesis, the female bra, was nowhere to be found, saving him the awkwardness of having his gangly inexperienced hands fumble with the clasp. He lifted the rest of the material over Tina’s head, and them happily palmed both her breasts.
As Finn began to massage both her breasts, he could feel her nipples begin to harden in his grasp, and for the first time he notice an increasingly hardening body part of his as well. Never had Finn Hudson felt more alive, and the throbbing in his pants was clear evidence of that. Since Tina was straddling him, she noticed his hardness too, so she moved from her position atop him to kneel between his legs. Then Tina undid the fasten of Finn’s jeans and lowered the zipper, Finn could feel his heart racing and he felt lightheaded.
Tina then yanked down both Finn’s jeans and underwear simultaneously, releasing his hardened member. Finn could feel something began to stir inside of him. This had happened before; it was too soon. But the slightest touch of Tina’s hand on Finn’s cock caused him to immediately explode in pleasure.
He looked away from Tina and he wanted to go away and hide in shame. However, she forced his eyes back towards her own. She kissed him softly. He spoke up, “I’m sorry.”
Tina replied, “I don’t care.” Finn was skeptical. “I’m happy knowing you got so work up over me.” They shared a laugh. “But don’t you think for a second that this is over. Your gonna put those big manly hands to use.”
Finn nodded. He knew exactly what he had to do. But the floor was not the best place for this. He looked about to room. “Piano” was all he had to say.
Tina bounced over to the Piano bench. Finn then watched as Tina removed her skirt and stockings. As he moved closer, he took note of the skull design on her panties. He loved that she had matched perfectly on this day. He grabbed the elastic with both hands and pulled the panties down Tina’s legs.
Finn then kissed his way all the way up her thighs, her stomach, her breasts, her neck, before finally reaching her lips. As their tongues danced between them, Finn took this opportunity to begin to make circles around Tina’s throbbing clit with his fingers. Tina wanted more; she needed more. “What are you waiting for?” she whispered in his ear. This was less of a question, more of an order though. Finn ceased his teasing and plunged one of his fingers deep within Tina’s wet center.
As Finn added a second finger, Tina became thankful that Finn’s skills as a drummer had blessed him with strong dexterous fingers as well as granting him the ability to keep a stable rhythm as he pumped in and out of her. Tina could feel the something building within her. An orgasm quickly overtook her, and Tina leaned back onto the piano causing the keys to play out a discordant tone that droned out the sounds of her wails.
The sight of Tina coming undone before him made Finn surge with joy. Something else was happening to Finn at that sight too, he was getting hard again. He had never had such a quick turn around after cumming too early. Tina notice Finn’s returning hardness and with a smile she stated, “Isn’t that a miracle.”
Tina shoved Finn back down onto the floor. She then reached over above his head to retrieve something … a condom. “Aren’t you glad we found my purse?” She tore the wrapper and did all the other necessary preparations. This was totally happening.
Tina positioned herself above Finn’s wrapped package and then with a swift movement she came done filling herself with him. Tina rocked up and down on Finn’s cock as he thrust upward into her. Finn felt like he was on fire, but in a good way. Tina was very pleased with Finn’s size; it’d be incredibly difficult to mess things up with that thing.
They were in the home stretch. Tina and Finn began to pick up the pace of their rocking and thrusting. It wasn’t long before Tina had her second orgasm of the afternoon, Finn followed quickly very proud of the fact that he had lasted long enough to see her satisfied first. The pair collapsed into a worn out heap on the choir room floor. Both then passed into a post-sex slumber blissfully unaware that the cause of the desires was a scared pair of girls down the hall …
…
Brittany and Santana examined the remains of what used to be the Boiler Room completely in shock that something like this could have happened. Multiples pipes had become dislodged and there was an unusual scent in the air. Santana quickly figured out that the damage to school property was the least of their current worries. That smell was definitely gas.
“Brittany … I think we caused a gas leak.”
“What does that mean? Is that bad?”
“If the gas got into the air vents then, yes, it is really bad. People all over the school could be getting messed up by the gas. You never know what could happen when people get that way.”
“Is there anything we can do?”
“Do you know anything about ventilation or heating? Do you have a monkey wrench hidden in your bra?” Brittany shook her head no. “Then we’re gonna need to get some help.”
TO BE CONTINUED