Second Chapter!
Title: All I want for Christmas (2/2?)
Rating: R/NC17?
Word Count: ~5,000
Pairing: Winn, vague mentions of various other canon pairings.
Summary: Finn finally makes it to Mr. Schue’s apartment and they have some quality time together.
A/N: Here is the second chapter to my generic Christmas Fic. It took a lot longer than I thought it would be. Again sorry if it’s choppy and full of holes it’s the way I work. If you can tell the end was kind of rushed too because it was taking so long and I didn't want to post it any farther from Christmas. Hope you like it anyway. I’ll link to the previous chapter later, I want to sleep now.
“Fuck! Don’t wuss out now!”
Finn’s pretty sure he’s lost. He’s only been to Mr. Schue’s place during the day and it’s almost pitch black outside. Not even the ridiculous amount of Christmas lights help. He’s been driving for almost ten minutes and for every minute that he can’t find the right street his confidence gets that much smaller. Finn is pretty sure that right about now his confidence is the same size of the little yellow plastic rat-dog he’s carrying in his pocket.
“Okay, I’ll just call Kurt, I’m sure he must know where Mr. Schue lives. And I can stop talking to myself!” Finn thinks talking to himself is a bad sign. He’s pretty sure this isn’t what Beyoncé meant by being crazy in love.
“Finn, are you okay? Are you safe? Are you in a ditch somewhere crying your eyes out?” Kurt’s shrill voice full of worry carries loudly through the cell phone speaker.
Finn pulls the car over, remembering that he promised his mom not to talk on the phone and drive at the same time. “What? No. Why would I be in a ditch?”
“Well… I just thought, since you only left fifteen minutes ago, that it didn’t go well with Mr. Schuester.”
“Uh…no it’s nothing like that. It’s just, well it’s dark and I’ve only been to Mr. Schue’s place during the day. So I’m kind of lost.” He said the last part slowly.
“Well I don’t know his address, but I can call around.” Kurt made sure not to mention that the only person he’s sure knows Mr. Schuester’s address is Rachel.
“Yeah, could you please? I’m having second thoughts about this. It’s starting to feel like getting lost is a bad sign.” Finn’s heart starts to beat harder and he tries not to panic.
“Don’t psych yourself out Finn. We had a long talk about this just twenty minutes ago. What happened to this new self-assured, confident Finn you introduced to me?” Kurt knows that all Finn needs is a push in the right direction. He’s had bad luck in the relationship department and, while he knows this is a long shot, Kurt thinks that this is something Finn needs.
“Yeah, I know. It’s just that it’s starting to feel like I was all talk. In my head I was kind of thinking it was all romantic and shit. You know, me all brave and confident going to his apartment to seduce him and declare my love. He would tell me he loves me too then we’d have wild sex and then we’d be happy together. But now it sounds stupid, I’m pretty sure this is a bad idea! And to top it off the heater stopped working so I’m cold too! I should just go back home right now! I’m lost and cold and I can’t even remember what his place looks li… oh wait, there it is.” Finn stops his panicked rant short when he realizes that he’s been staring at Mr. Schue’s apartment building for the last five minutes. He takes this as a good sign.
“My god Finn. I would tell you to come back here so I could smack you again but I’m afraid you’ll actually do it. Now go get your man before you lose confidence again and don’t call me unless it’s not so good news. Bye.” Kurt hangs up before Finn can thank him.
“Okay, now I just need to seduce Mr. Schue. There goes that talking to myself thing again.” Finn sits in the car trying to make a plan. After a couple of minutes he picks up his phone again.
“I’d be so mad at you right now if you didn’t give me a perfect excuse to get away from your creepy cousins.”
“Uh. I don’t have any cousins.”
“Third cousins, whatever it still counts. Now tell me what’s wrong this time or I’ll hang up right now and turn of my phone.” There’s only so much coddling Kurt’s willing to do for his brother.
“I don’t know what I’m going to do once I get in. I know I’ll have to seduce him but I don’t really know what that means.” Finn notices the car still running, but without any heat there’s no reason to leave it on. He puts the keys in his pocket and sits on his free hand for warmth.
“How should I know? Does it look like I have a boyfriend? Oh god, I sound so pathetic. Does your mom have any sleeping pills? Never mind I’ll just go look for a razor.” Kurt lays on the melodrama to get Finn to hurry up.
“Dude, don’t say things like that!”
“C’mon Finn! Haven’t you ever told someone you liked them? Didn’t you ask Quinn out? You had to seduce her right? I’m sure she wasn’t easy. I mean I guess she was, well, you now what I mean. ”
“No, she asked me out.” Finn fiddles with his keys as he tries not to think about ex-girlfriends too deeply.
“Figures. Have you ever at least persuaded someone to do what you want?” Kurt’s just grasping at straws by now.
“Well there’s Rachel, I seduced her so she would quit that play and to rejoin glee club. I convinced Coach Tanaka that one time to cancel Thursday practice so I could go back to glee. I did also convince everyone to get their shit together and kick ass at the first regionals. And then there was that time that…”
“There you go,” Kurt interrupts.
“Fuck yeah! I’m a total BAMF! Thanks Kurt. Now I got to go before I freak out again bye.” He instantly regrets hanging up on his brother so abruptly but he plans to make up for it later.
Finn quickly gets out of the car, making sure to grab the tin of his mom’s cookies, and heads into the building. He tries not to think about the fact that he’s here to seduce his teacher. The male teacher he’s in love with. He feels like throwing up at that thought. “Shut up brain or I’ll poke you with a q-tip!” Miraculously that seems to work.
Unfortunately it seems to work too well as he notices that he’s already knocked, leaving him no time to compose himself. Fuck it.
He knocks again when Will doesn’t come to the door.
“Hey, sorry about that I was just getting some cash…” The door opens and Mr. Schue looks up from the money he’s holding, “Finn? You deliver Chinese now?
“Uh, what?” If anyone asks, Finn blames his speechlessness on the confusing question. But he knows that it’s from the mere sight of Mr. Schue. Loose curls, soft green eyes, snug black shirt, old worn jeans, barefoot. Gorgeous. “Uh, Chinese? Cash? What?”
“Oh, nothing I just ordered some Chinese food. What are you doing here Finn? Shouldn’t you be with your family celebrating Christmas? I know it’s your favorite holiday.” Will shoves his hands in his pockets, feeling the chill of the hall.
“Uh, Yeah.” Finn’s distracted by the way Will’s arms bulge from that position. “I was just taking a break from all the relatives. We have people from both Kurt’s side and mine so it’s pretty crazy in the new house seeing all these new people and old people I never liked. It’s a little too much. I mean it’s Christmas so it’s okay, but I had enough of Kurt’s drunk aunt Mildred. She likes to pinch my cheeks till they go numb.” Finn rubs his check from the memory.
Will chuckles at the explanation. “Why did you come here?”
“Well I was thinking about you being alone and coming here seemed like a better idea than just driving around in the cold or hiding out in my room. You’re way better company than weird relatives.” Finn gives his best smile hoping to be let in, if only for some warmth. “Is that a good enough reason?”
“For what?”
“For you to let me in, it’s cold out here.” Finn mock shivers to make his point. Then he shivers for real from the tingle up his spine he gets from the way Mr. Schue smiles.
“Yeah come in, make yourself comfortable. You can leave your shoes near the door and put your jacket in the closet here.” Will opens a nearby door and helps Finn out of his jacket. He then leads him through the dining area and past the kitchen to the living room where they can see the tree. There’s a fire crackling quietly and the television murmurs in the background.
Will begins to talk when there’s a knock on the door. “That must be the delivery guy. I’ll be right back.”
Finn pulls the mistletoe out of his pocket and scrambles to find a place where to pin it. He quickly gets on the sofa and hops to reach the ridiculously high ceiling. It doesn’t look secure but even as tall as he is, that’s as close as he’s going to get. Luckily he’s sitting by the time Will comes back.
“Would you like some Chinese food?”
Finn blushes at the way his stomach answers for him. Will’s carefree laugh doesn’t help either.
“I’ll go get us some plates. Feel free to change the channel.”
Will comes back with a beer and a can of cola as well. They sit on the floor with the food on the coffee table and they begin to eat as they watch some random Christmas special.
“Huh” Is Finn’s brilliant idea to bring up the mistletoe.
“What?” Will asks as he cranes his head up to see what Finn’s staring at. “What is that?”
“I think it’s mistletoe.” Finn keeps his eyes on the shrub because he’s pretty sure Will is totally capable of reading him like a book.
“I didn’t put that there.” Will makes it sound like he’s trying to make sure Finn is fully aware of that fact.
“I know.” Finn say’s without thinking. Crap!
“You know?”
Finn thinks he’s a genius for thinking so fast. “I saw Ms. Sylvester pin it up there when we were decorating your tree. She had a camera so I’m pretty sure she wanted to catch you kissing a student so she could get you fired or arrested or something.” Finn sells it by pulling up the most innocent face he can manage.
“That does sound like Sue.” Will’s frown is almost as endearing as his smiles.
“Yeah it does, doesn’t it?” Finn’s really proud of his brain right now. “Well, traditions are traditions.”
Will’s confused expression becomes panicked as Finn leans towards him. “What are you doing!?” Will momentarily grabs Finn’s shoulders before he gets any closer.
“Uh. Isn’t that kind of obvious.” Finn’s brain is starting to scream at him to lunge, consequences be damned.
“I can’t Finn. I’m your teacher. You’re not gay. I’m not gay.” Will’s eyes are wide and he’s trying to say too many things too fast.
Finn tries to make his grin as casual as possible, even though he wants to make a run for the door now. “It’s just mistletoe Mr. Schue. My mom says you always have to kiss under the mistletoe or you’ll have bad luck all next year.”
“Do you really believe that?” Will still looks freaked out but Finn can see that flicker in his eyes that makes him push forward.
“Well it’s how my mom gets me to kiss my old aunts, but why not? Weirder things have happened.” His nonchalant shrug is very convincing.
Finn wants to shout with joy when Will gives a slight nod. “Well, we’ve both had pretty crummy years. So I guess we cant’ have that again.”
Finn nods vigorously and closes his eyes as he leans towards Will. He tries not to huff in frustration as Will kisses him on the cheek. It’s soft and incredibly tender. It’s not nearly enough for Finn.
Mr. Schuester glosses over the situation and turns back to eat some more sweet and sour pork. “So Finn, did you get all the presents that you wanted this year? I know you know Christmas is not about the presents but you’ve got to have something that you wished for all year.”
“There is something, but let’s just say it hasn’t arrived yet.” Finn replies with a slow smile.
“It must be very special.” The older man grins back at the teen, honestly glad for the company.
“Yeah, very special. I would wait forever if I had to.”
Will’s brow furrows in curiosity but before he can say anything a tin is thrust towards him.
“Here. I didn’t want to come empty handed. It’s nothing special.”
Will carefully opens he box. “I was wondering what this was.” He sniffs deeply at the sight of the cookies. “These smell amazing.” He says as he pulls out a wedge shaped cookie. Will closes his eyes and lets out a low moan as the sweet confection crumbles delicately on his tongue. “Ohmygod. Where did you get these!? They’re the best cookies I’ve ever had!”
Will shoves the rest of the cookie in his mouth and continues to moan until he notices that Finn is staring at him. Blushing, he offers the teen a cookie, which seems to break the wide-eyed gaze.
“No, they’re all for you Mr. Schue.”
“Thank you Finn, they’re delicious. Where did you get them?” Will’s made it his mission to find out how to get more of these godly cookies later. He quickly shoves another one in his mouth before saving the rest for later.
Finn beams, he’s definitely got to make it up to Kurt. “My mom made them. She’s got a secret recipe that only two other people in the whole world know. One of them is locked up in a nut house.”
Will chuckles. “Really?” At Finn’s nod he continues. “So I guess I have no chance if I ask for the recipe?”
“Not if you ask my mom, but lucky for you,” Finn reaches into his wallet. “I managed to find where she stashed the recipe a couple of years ago. It’s been in my wallet since then. I was saving it for someone who deserved to have it.” Finn pulls out a tightly folded piece of paper. Even if it is just the truth, Finn hopes that it sounded romantic.
As Will reads the recipe, Finn reaches for his hand. “You have to promise me you wont tell anybody about the recipe. Especially my mom.”
Flushed, Will can’t help but nod. “I promise Finn.”
“Good.” The boy instantly regrets having to let go of the older man.
“I feel bad that I don’t have anything for you. I’m a shitty gift giver anyway.” He sets down the recipe carefully on the table
“Well, I heard from Kurt that they give wine to children in France. Can I have one of your bears?” Finn gives will his most hopeful expression.
“You know I can’t Finn. I’m a teacher, I can get fired or arrested.”
“Please? It’s Christmas.”
Will hesitates. “Well, maybe just this once. But you can’t tell anyone.” Finn’s bright eyes make him agree against his better judgment.
“I promise. You’re awesome Mr. Schue.” Finn grins as Will gets up and heads in the kitchen.
Will hands the boy a festive bottle before sitting back down. “Here I got these from my mom. They’re Christmas flavored beers. They’re supposed to have less alcohol than normal beer.” Somehow that fact makes Will feel better about the whole situation.
Finn is grateful until he takes a sip. “Uh, this tastes like crap!”
Will laughs at Finn’s reaction. “Maybe you’re not ready for beer quit yet.”
“Mr. Schue, Puck is my best friend. I know what beer is supposed to taste like, this is not beer.”
Mr. Schue isn’t really surprised. “I guess you’re not as Finnocent as I thought.”
Finn groans. “Oh no, not you too.”
“Sorry, I couldn’t resist.” The man is obviously not sorry.
Finn gladly ignores the comment. “I’m telling you Mr. Schue this isn’t beer. It tastes like old gingerbread cookies, Santa’s piss, and liquefied elves all mixed together.
Will does nothing but blink at that statement. He takes the bottle from Finn. “Maybe you got a bad one…” he reads off the label, “it’s supposed to have cinnamon, ginger, nutmeg, and peppermint. That doesn’t sound too bad.” He takes a sip and nearly gags.
“Okay, yeah. That’s bad.” Will sets the bottle down and makes a mental note to toss all two cases that his mother brought over.
“I told you.” Finn can’t help but feel smug.
As they’re laughing the mistletoe chooses the perfect time to fall right between them.
It’s quiet for second before Finn speaks. “Should we?”
“Uh, I…”
Finn takes the opportunity before Mr. Schue can be all responsible again. He gently cups Will’s face. Finn has to look into Will’s eyes for any objections, because as much as he wants this he’s not going to take it from Will. He sighs at the anticipation he sees before he dips his head to capture Will’s lips.
Finn can’t help but notice the way Will’s lips are so warm and soft. He half expected to come just by kissing Mr. Schue but it’s not like he expected. It’s slow and sweet, Finn’s hard as a rock regardless.
The gentle brush of lips and the quick swipes of tongues are intoxicating to both men and Finn feels his heart lurch as Will pulls away first.
He curses himself for daring to dot one last kiss on the corner of Will’s mouth before the teacher leans too far back.
Time for damage control.
Finn dives into his half-thought speech before Mr. Schue has a chance to put up emotional walls and start throwing the words ‘teacher’, ‘fired’, and ‘arrested’ around.
“Look, I really like you Mr. Schue, Will. Fuck, I love you. And I’m pretty sure you at least like me a little bit too otherwise I would never have come here. I know this is inappropriate and there are a hundred other reasons that we shouldn’t do this. Trust me, I’ve thought about them all. But I’m done lying to myself Will. I couldn’t deal with never being able to tell you this.”
Finn isn’t encouraged by the way Will wont’ meet his eyes, but he goes on because he can’t stop now if he wanted to. “And I know you’re a responsible guy and everything and I’m not going to ask that you change that. I’m not going to make you have to decide to do anything that could get you in trouble. But know that I do love you Will, more than I’ve ever loved anyone else. It’s kind of scary but it’s something I wouldn’t say unless I was totally sure. I know you’ve helped me a lot and been there for me when I needed you but that’s not even half the reason I love you.”
Will begins to speak but Finn’s almost done so he presses on. “I love you enough to know that you are not the kind of person who would sacrifice your career even if you wanted to so I don’t expect anything to happen just right now. I just know that we’re going to be amazing together and that I’m willing to wait as long as you need me to. Hell I’ll even wait till after college if that’s what you really want. You’re the hottest, nicest, most caring, worthy person I will ever know. I just wanted you to know that. I’m really sorry for laying this on you on Christmas but I sort of got riled up earlier.”
Will picks up his beer bottle and takes a long swig. He chuckles quietly before he turns to look at Finn. “You give me too much credit.”
“What do you mean?” Finn’s more worried then hopeful.
“As responsible as I have to be, I still let my emotions get the better of me sometimes. And you’ve just given me something that I wouldn’t even let myself admit to wanting. I’m not strong enough to resist now.”
“What about the whole ‘inappropriate’ thing you kept mentioning to Rachel?”
“Don’t get me wrong, it’s inappropriate, immoral, and probably illegal but it’s you I can’t resist Finn. There have been other students who have had crushes but I’ve always turned them down or ignored it because that’s the way it was supposed to be. No, more than that, that’s the way I wanted it to be. But you, you’re the exception. I really don’t know why. I mean I still wouldn’t pursue anything with any other student even if I was interested, but you make me want to risk it all.”
Finn remembers the list he told Kurt about. If Finn wasn’t sure that they could be great together before he sure is now.
“What about Mrs. Pillsbury, you can’t be over her yet?” Finn must be a masochist because even as he’s being given what he so desperately wants he has to poke holes.
“Yeah, Emma. Well I did like her but deep down I think I just used her as a crutch to get out of my marriage. And I kind of new that she wouldn’t put out so it was a safe direction to go in.” Will’s ashamed at what he’s admitting but he wants to be as honest as Finn.
“You seemed pretty down when she dumped you for the dentist.” Shut up!
“About that. I was kind of more upset about the fact that he was able to come in and sweep her off her feet while I was getting nowhere. I just had some completely normal masculine overcompensation.”
“I see.” Finn’s pretty reassured by now.
“I know where you’re going with this.”
“Do you?” Finn sure doesn’t.
“Yeah, I would be suspicious too if I liked someone for so long and they suddenly claimed interest after being called a manwhore. I’ve liked you for a while Finn. I would even go as far as to say that I love you too.”
“Really!?” Finn wants to smack himself for not trying this sooner.
Will nods. “It started when I noticed the way you look at me. It surprised me that I kind of liked it. It’s part of the reason I pursued Emma. She used to look at me the same way you did. Then I noticed every time you touched me. Hell I noticed every time I touched you even though I tried not too. I would always catch myself and I would have to scold myself. And it only made it worse that you didn’t do anything about it, it kind of made me wished you did. I don’t know what I would have done if you did though, I think I would have turned you down if you had said anything earlier. I mean the only other one who pursued their crush was Rachel and that was horrible.”
“Don’t forget about Suzy Pepper.” Finn recalls the conversation he had with Rachel.
“H…how do you now about Suzy?” Will really wants to know.
“Uh…she’s still around you know. Rachel mentioned the story to me. That and she cornered me one night after football practice.”
“Really? Is she still, you know, crazy?” Will looks worried at the idea of her being back in school.
“I think so, she said something about thinking I would be the one, whatever that meant. I thought she thought she was like in that matrix movie and I was that guy who drove that bus in that other movie. But Rachel later told me about how Susie pepper talked to her too and told her to stay away from you. I guess she approves?”
“That’s… oddly comforting.”
“Yeah, so now that we’ve both declared our love can we get to the wild sex?”
They don’t waste any time as they start making out.
It turns out that when Mr. Schue makes out he’s insatiable. Will kisses like a demon. His lips are hot, wet and almost sinful. Finn just holds on and tries to keep up.
Will leans into him hard and then his hands are everywhere. He caresses Finn’s face move down to his shoulders then down his back.
Finn stops keeping track of Will’s hands when Will moves to bite and lick at his neck. They way Finn’s moaning only makes the teacher bite harder. Finn momentarily feels Will’s hands on his thigh until he practically licks Finn’s mouth open he stops thinking all together.
At the bite at Finn’s earlobe, he takes the initiative to move his hands from clenching Will’s shirt where they’ve been all along and they dip under the hem. When he touches Will’s hot skin the resulting groan makes Finn becomes bolder. He tries to dip his fingers into Will’s pants but it’s awkward in that position so he pushes the older man onto his back and drapes himself on the older man; arms at Will’s sides, knees trapping Will’s hips. He’s never been good at school, but he thinks he could learn this sex stuff really quickly as he attacks Wills neck loving the taste of his skin.
Finn decides there’s not enough skin for him to lick and bite. He quickly pulls back and takes Wills shirt off. Finn can’t help but stare at Wills perfect torso. He dives for his the expanse of warm skin and kisses his way across Will’s chest. As he’s teasing Will’s nipple he idly wonders if this is actually doing anything for Will since he’s only seen guys do this to women in porn movies. That’s when Finn notices he’s practically sitting on the man’s erection.
At that Finn’s heart beats a little faster, almost painful in his chest. He licks a stripe down Will’s torso before Will finally makes a move to stop him.
“What are you doing?”
“I’m going to suck you cock Will.” Will is stunned and Finn elaborate. “I’ve wanted to do this for a while so please don’t stop me unless you really don’t want me to do it.”
Finn goes back to lick at Will’s stomach as he unbuckles and unzips the man’s pants. Now eager Will helps push his pants and boxers off.
Finn stares at Will’s pulsing cock. It’s bigger then he assumed it would be, but that’s not going to stop him. He leans down and nuzzles Will’s hip inhaling the pheromone rich scent that sets his blood on fire with adrenaline. Half instinct and half porn knowledge, Finn licks stripes up Will’s pulsing cock.
They way Will groans is both encouraging and totally hot in Finn’s opinion.
Finn teases lightly, using the tip of his tongue to trace the shape of the head, the taste encouraging further. When Finn’s tongue licks at the leaking tip Will’s clenched hands reach to grabs at Finn’s head.
“Finn.”
Finn sucks the large head into his mouth. He’s sure he’s going to come just from the dirty sounds Will is making. That or the way Will’s cock feels heavy on his tongue.
Finn is momentarily astounded at how he has Mr. Schue writhing and he’s barely started. He swirls his tongue like the porn stars do before he starts sucking more into his mouth. Finn slowly drags his mouth back up. He continues to bob up and down, sucking harder and faster each time.
Finn is confident that Mr. Schue likes it as he starts babbling in English and Spanish.
“Si! Yes! Finn keep doing that! Dios Mio!"
Finn’s jaw starts to get tired but he really wants to impress Mr. Schue so he decides to use the trick he always found hot to watch. Finn grabs Will’s hips and takes a deep breath before sinking all the way down. It’s actually easier than he thought it would be. He takes it as a good sign when Will cries out and arches up as he shoots down Finn’s throat. Finn swallows around Will’s cock and that makes Will cry louder at each pulse.
Finn lets Wills still hard cock slip from his throat and he’s kind of surprised at how not gross swallowing cum is. He can still taste Will as he tries to catch his breath and he finds that kind of hot.
“Wow, have you done that before?” Will pants.
“No. Why? Was it bad?” Finn’s pretty sure he did well.
“No, it was fantastic. It’s probably the best I’ve gotten actually. How did you manage to take it all down the first try?” He’s staring at Finn like he wants to go another round.
“What do you mean? That’s how all the girls in the porn movies do it.” Finn blushes at the admission of his porn knowledge.
Will chuckles “But you didn’t even gag, don’t you have a gag reflex?”
“Oh, that. No I don’t, Rachel said something about it once during lunch. She wouldn't let me eat bananas after that.”
“Yeah I don’t think I want you to eat banana’s in public either in case anyone gets any ideas.” Will already sounds possessive. “So, is this what you were hoping to get for Christmas?”
“Yes” Finn laughs as his hands find Will’s torso again. They move to stand up off the floor as it’s become less comfortable.
“Good, now let’s go take care of this.” Will grabs Finn through his pants and pulls him toward the bedroom.
Fin?
Rating: R/NC17?
Word Count: ~5,000
Pairing: Winn, vague mentions of various other canon pairings.
Summary: Finn finally makes it to Mr. Schue’s apartment and they have some quality time together.
A/N: Here is the second chapter to my generic Christmas Fic. It took a lot longer than I thought it would be. Again sorry if it’s choppy and full of holes it’s the way I work. If you can tell the end was kind of rushed too because it was taking so long and I didn't want to post it any farther from Christmas. Hope you like it anyway. I’ll link to the previous chapter later, I want to sleep now.
“Fuck! Don’t wuss out now!”
Finn’s pretty sure he’s lost. He’s only been to Mr. Schue’s place during the day and it’s almost pitch black outside. Not even the ridiculous amount of Christmas lights help. He’s been driving for almost ten minutes and for every minute that he can’t find the right street his confidence gets that much smaller. Finn is pretty sure that right about now his confidence is the same size of the little yellow plastic rat-dog he’s carrying in his pocket.
“Okay, I’ll just call Kurt, I’m sure he must know where Mr. Schue lives. And I can stop talking to myself!” Finn thinks talking to himself is a bad sign. He’s pretty sure this isn’t what Beyoncé meant by being crazy in love.
“Finn, are you okay? Are you safe? Are you in a ditch somewhere crying your eyes out?” Kurt’s shrill voice full of worry carries loudly through the cell phone speaker.
Finn pulls the car over, remembering that he promised his mom not to talk on the phone and drive at the same time. “What? No. Why would I be in a ditch?”
“Well… I just thought, since you only left fifteen minutes ago, that it didn’t go well with Mr. Schuester.”
“Uh…no it’s nothing like that. It’s just, well it’s dark and I’ve only been to Mr. Schue’s place during the day. So I’m kind of lost.” He said the last part slowly.
“Well I don’t know his address, but I can call around.” Kurt made sure not to mention that the only person he’s sure knows Mr. Schuester’s address is Rachel.
“Yeah, could you please? I’m having second thoughts about this. It’s starting to feel like getting lost is a bad sign.” Finn’s heart starts to beat harder and he tries not to panic.
“Don’t psych yourself out Finn. We had a long talk about this just twenty minutes ago. What happened to this new self-assured, confident Finn you introduced to me?” Kurt knows that all Finn needs is a push in the right direction. He’s had bad luck in the relationship department and, while he knows this is a long shot, Kurt thinks that this is something Finn needs.
“Yeah, I know. It’s just that it’s starting to feel like I was all talk. In my head I was kind of thinking it was all romantic and shit. You know, me all brave and confident going to his apartment to seduce him and declare my love. He would tell me he loves me too then we’d have wild sex and then we’d be happy together. But now it sounds stupid, I’m pretty sure this is a bad idea! And to top it off the heater stopped working so I’m cold too! I should just go back home right now! I’m lost and cold and I can’t even remember what his place looks li… oh wait, there it is.” Finn stops his panicked rant short when he realizes that he’s been staring at Mr. Schue’s apartment building for the last five minutes. He takes this as a good sign.
“My god Finn. I would tell you to come back here so I could smack you again but I’m afraid you’ll actually do it. Now go get your man before you lose confidence again and don’t call me unless it’s not so good news. Bye.” Kurt hangs up before Finn can thank him.
“Okay, now I just need to seduce Mr. Schue. There goes that talking to myself thing again.” Finn sits in the car trying to make a plan. After a couple of minutes he picks up his phone again.
“I’d be so mad at you right now if you didn’t give me a perfect excuse to get away from your creepy cousins.”
“Uh. I don’t have any cousins.”
“Third cousins, whatever it still counts. Now tell me what’s wrong this time or I’ll hang up right now and turn of my phone.” There’s only so much coddling Kurt’s willing to do for his brother.
“I don’t know what I’m going to do once I get in. I know I’ll have to seduce him but I don’t really know what that means.” Finn notices the car still running, but without any heat there’s no reason to leave it on. He puts the keys in his pocket and sits on his free hand for warmth.
“How should I know? Does it look like I have a boyfriend? Oh god, I sound so pathetic. Does your mom have any sleeping pills? Never mind I’ll just go look for a razor.” Kurt lays on the melodrama to get Finn to hurry up.
“Dude, don’t say things like that!”
“C’mon Finn! Haven’t you ever told someone you liked them? Didn’t you ask Quinn out? You had to seduce her right? I’m sure she wasn’t easy. I mean I guess she was, well, you now what I mean. ”
“No, she asked me out.” Finn fiddles with his keys as he tries not to think about ex-girlfriends too deeply.
“Figures. Have you ever at least persuaded someone to do what you want?” Kurt’s just grasping at straws by now.
“Well there’s Rachel, I seduced her so she would quit that play and to rejoin glee club. I convinced Coach Tanaka that one time to cancel Thursday practice so I could go back to glee. I did also convince everyone to get their shit together and kick ass at the first regionals. And then there was that time that…”
“There you go,” Kurt interrupts.
“Fuck yeah! I’m a total BAMF! Thanks Kurt. Now I got to go before I freak out again bye.” He instantly regrets hanging up on his brother so abruptly but he plans to make up for it later.
Finn quickly gets out of the car, making sure to grab the tin of his mom’s cookies, and heads into the building. He tries not to think about the fact that he’s here to seduce his teacher. The male teacher he’s in love with. He feels like throwing up at that thought. “Shut up brain or I’ll poke you with a q-tip!” Miraculously that seems to work.
Unfortunately it seems to work too well as he notices that he’s already knocked, leaving him no time to compose himself. Fuck it.
He knocks again when Will doesn’t come to the door.
“Hey, sorry about that I was just getting some cash…” The door opens and Mr. Schue looks up from the money he’s holding, “Finn? You deliver Chinese now?
“Uh, what?” If anyone asks, Finn blames his speechlessness on the confusing question. But he knows that it’s from the mere sight of Mr. Schue. Loose curls, soft green eyes, snug black shirt, old worn jeans, barefoot. Gorgeous. “Uh, Chinese? Cash? What?”
“Oh, nothing I just ordered some Chinese food. What are you doing here Finn? Shouldn’t you be with your family celebrating Christmas? I know it’s your favorite holiday.” Will shoves his hands in his pockets, feeling the chill of the hall.
“Uh, Yeah.” Finn’s distracted by the way Will’s arms bulge from that position. “I was just taking a break from all the relatives. We have people from both Kurt’s side and mine so it’s pretty crazy in the new house seeing all these new people and old people I never liked. It’s a little too much. I mean it’s Christmas so it’s okay, but I had enough of Kurt’s drunk aunt Mildred. She likes to pinch my cheeks till they go numb.” Finn rubs his check from the memory.
Will chuckles at the explanation. “Why did you come here?”
“Well I was thinking about you being alone and coming here seemed like a better idea than just driving around in the cold or hiding out in my room. You’re way better company than weird relatives.” Finn gives his best smile hoping to be let in, if only for some warmth. “Is that a good enough reason?”
“For what?”
“For you to let me in, it’s cold out here.” Finn mock shivers to make his point. Then he shivers for real from the tingle up his spine he gets from the way Mr. Schue smiles.
“Yeah come in, make yourself comfortable. You can leave your shoes near the door and put your jacket in the closet here.” Will opens a nearby door and helps Finn out of his jacket. He then leads him through the dining area and past the kitchen to the living room where they can see the tree. There’s a fire crackling quietly and the television murmurs in the background.
Will begins to talk when there’s a knock on the door. “That must be the delivery guy. I’ll be right back.”
Finn pulls the mistletoe out of his pocket and scrambles to find a place where to pin it. He quickly gets on the sofa and hops to reach the ridiculously high ceiling. It doesn’t look secure but even as tall as he is, that’s as close as he’s going to get. Luckily he’s sitting by the time Will comes back.
“Would you like some Chinese food?”
Finn blushes at the way his stomach answers for him. Will’s carefree laugh doesn’t help either.
“I’ll go get us some plates. Feel free to change the channel.”
Will comes back with a beer and a can of cola as well. They sit on the floor with the food on the coffee table and they begin to eat as they watch some random Christmas special.
“Huh” Is Finn’s brilliant idea to bring up the mistletoe.
“What?” Will asks as he cranes his head up to see what Finn’s staring at. “What is that?”
“I think it’s mistletoe.” Finn keeps his eyes on the shrub because he’s pretty sure Will is totally capable of reading him like a book.
“I didn’t put that there.” Will makes it sound like he’s trying to make sure Finn is fully aware of that fact.
“I know.” Finn say’s without thinking. Crap!
“You know?”
Finn thinks he’s a genius for thinking so fast. “I saw Ms. Sylvester pin it up there when we were decorating your tree. She had a camera so I’m pretty sure she wanted to catch you kissing a student so she could get you fired or arrested or something.” Finn sells it by pulling up the most innocent face he can manage.
“That does sound like Sue.” Will’s frown is almost as endearing as his smiles.
“Yeah it does, doesn’t it?” Finn’s really proud of his brain right now. “Well, traditions are traditions.”
Will’s confused expression becomes panicked as Finn leans towards him. “What are you doing!?” Will momentarily grabs Finn’s shoulders before he gets any closer.
“Uh. Isn’t that kind of obvious.” Finn’s brain is starting to scream at him to lunge, consequences be damned.
“I can’t Finn. I’m your teacher. You’re not gay. I’m not gay.” Will’s eyes are wide and he’s trying to say too many things too fast.
Finn tries to make his grin as casual as possible, even though he wants to make a run for the door now. “It’s just mistletoe Mr. Schue. My mom says you always have to kiss under the mistletoe or you’ll have bad luck all next year.”
“Do you really believe that?” Will still looks freaked out but Finn can see that flicker in his eyes that makes him push forward.
“Well it’s how my mom gets me to kiss my old aunts, but why not? Weirder things have happened.” His nonchalant shrug is very convincing.
Finn wants to shout with joy when Will gives a slight nod. “Well, we’ve both had pretty crummy years. So I guess we cant’ have that again.”
Finn nods vigorously and closes his eyes as he leans towards Will. He tries not to huff in frustration as Will kisses him on the cheek. It’s soft and incredibly tender. It’s not nearly enough for Finn.
Mr. Schuester glosses over the situation and turns back to eat some more sweet and sour pork. “So Finn, did you get all the presents that you wanted this year? I know you know Christmas is not about the presents but you’ve got to have something that you wished for all year.”
“There is something, but let’s just say it hasn’t arrived yet.” Finn replies with a slow smile.
“It must be very special.” The older man grins back at the teen, honestly glad for the company.
“Yeah, very special. I would wait forever if I had to.”
Will’s brow furrows in curiosity but before he can say anything a tin is thrust towards him.
“Here. I didn’t want to come empty handed. It’s nothing special.”
Will carefully opens he box. “I was wondering what this was.” He sniffs deeply at the sight of the cookies. “These smell amazing.” He says as he pulls out a wedge shaped cookie. Will closes his eyes and lets out a low moan as the sweet confection crumbles delicately on his tongue. “Ohmygod. Where did you get these!? They’re the best cookies I’ve ever had!”
Will shoves the rest of the cookie in his mouth and continues to moan until he notices that Finn is staring at him. Blushing, he offers the teen a cookie, which seems to break the wide-eyed gaze.
“No, they’re all for you Mr. Schue.”
“Thank you Finn, they’re delicious. Where did you get them?” Will’s made it his mission to find out how to get more of these godly cookies later. He quickly shoves another one in his mouth before saving the rest for later.
Finn beams, he’s definitely got to make it up to Kurt. “My mom made them. She’s got a secret recipe that only two other people in the whole world know. One of them is locked up in a nut house.”
Will chuckles. “Really?” At Finn’s nod he continues. “So I guess I have no chance if I ask for the recipe?”
“Not if you ask my mom, but lucky for you,” Finn reaches into his wallet. “I managed to find where she stashed the recipe a couple of years ago. It’s been in my wallet since then. I was saving it for someone who deserved to have it.” Finn pulls out a tightly folded piece of paper. Even if it is just the truth, Finn hopes that it sounded romantic.
As Will reads the recipe, Finn reaches for his hand. “You have to promise me you wont tell anybody about the recipe. Especially my mom.”
Flushed, Will can’t help but nod. “I promise Finn.”
“Good.” The boy instantly regrets having to let go of the older man.
“I feel bad that I don’t have anything for you. I’m a shitty gift giver anyway.” He sets down the recipe carefully on the table
“Well, I heard from Kurt that they give wine to children in France. Can I have one of your bears?” Finn gives will his most hopeful expression.
“You know I can’t Finn. I’m a teacher, I can get fired or arrested.”
“Please? It’s Christmas.”
Will hesitates. “Well, maybe just this once. But you can’t tell anyone.” Finn’s bright eyes make him agree against his better judgment.
“I promise. You’re awesome Mr. Schue.” Finn grins as Will gets up and heads in the kitchen.
Will hands the boy a festive bottle before sitting back down. “Here I got these from my mom. They’re Christmas flavored beers. They’re supposed to have less alcohol than normal beer.” Somehow that fact makes Will feel better about the whole situation.
Finn is grateful until he takes a sip. “Uh, this tastes like crap!”
Will laughs at Finn’s reaction. “Maybe you’re not ready for beer quit yet.”
“Mr. Schue, Puck is my best friend. I know what beer is supposed to taste like, this is not beer.”
Mr. Schue isn’t really surprised. “I guess you’re not as Finnocent as I thought.”
Finn groans. “Oh no, not you too.”
“Sorry, I couldn’t resist.” The man is obviously not sorry.
Finn gladly ignores the comment. “I’m telling you Mr. Schue this isn’t beer. It tastes like old gingerbread cookies, Santa’s piss, and liquefied elves all mixed together.
Will does nothing but blink at that statement. He takes the bottle from Finn. “Maybe you got a bad one…” he reads off the label, “it’s supposed to have cinnamon, ginger, nutmeg, and peppermint. That doesn’t sound too bad.” He takes a sip and nearly gags.
“Okay, yeah. That’s bad.” Will sets the bottle down and makes a mental note to toss all two cases that his mother brought over.
“I told you.” Finn can’t help but feel smug.
As they’re laughing the mistletoe chooses the perfect time to fall right between them.
It’s quiet for second before Finn speaks. “Should we?”
“Uh, I…”
Finn takes the opportunity before Mr. Schue can be all responsible again. He gently cups Will’s face. Finn has to look into Will’s eyes for any objections, because as much as he wants this he’s not going to take it from Will. He sighs at the anticipation he sees before he dips his head to capture Will’s lips.
Finn can’t help but notice the way Will’s lips are so warm and soft. He half expected to come just by kissing Mr. Schue but it’s not like he expected. It’s slow and sweet, Finn’s hard as a rock regardless.
The gentle brush of lips and the quick swipes of tongues are intoxicating to both men and Finn feels his heart lurch as Will pulls away first.
He curses himself for daring to dot one last kiss on the corner of Will’s mouth before the teacher leans too far back.
Time for damage control.
Finn dives into his half-thought speech before Mr. Schue has a chance to put up emotional walls and start throwing the words ‘teacher’, ‘fired’, and ‘arrested’ around.
“Look, I really like you Mr. Schue, Will. Fuck, I love you. And I’m pretty sure you at least like me a little bit too otherwise I would never have come here. I know this is inappropriate and there are a hundred other reasons that we shouldn’t do this. Trust me, I’ve thought about them all. But I’m done lying to myself Will. I couldn’t deal with never being able to tell you this.”
Finn isn’t encouraged by the way Will wont’ meet his eyes, but he goes on because he can’t stop now if he wanted to. “And I know you’re a responsible guy and everything and I’m not going to ask that you change that. I’m not going to make you have to decide to do anything that could get you in trouble. But know that I do love you Will, more than I’ve ever loved anyone else. It’s kind of scary but it’s something I wouldn’t say unless I was totally sure. I know you’ve helped me a lot and been there for me when I needed you but that’s not even half the reason I love you.”
Will begins to speak but Finn’s almost done so he presses on. “I love you enough to know that you are not the kind of person who would sacrifice your career even if you wanted to so I don’t expect anything to happen just right now. I just know that we’re going to be amazing together and that I’m willing to wait as long as you need me to. Hell I’ll even wait till after college if that’s what you really want. You’re the hottest, nicest, most caring, worthy person I will ever know. I just wanted you to know that. I’m really sorry for laying this on you on Christmas but I sort of got riled up earlier.”
Will picks up his beer bottle and takes a long swig. He chuckles quietly before he turns to look at Finn. “You give me too much credit.”
“What do you mean?” Finn’s more worried then hopeful.
“As responsible as I have to be, I still let my emotions get the better of me sometimes. And you’ve just given me something that I wouldn’t even let myself admit to wanting. I’m not strong enough to resist now.”
“What about the whole ‘inappropriate’ thing you kept mentioning to Rachel?”
“Don’t get me wrong, it’s inappropriate, immoral, and probably illegal but it’s you I can’t resist Finn. There have been other students who have had crushes but I’ve always turned them down or ignored it because that’s the way it was supposed to be. No, more than that, that’s the way I wanted it to be. But you, you’re the exception. I really don’t know why. I mean I still wouldn’t pursue anything with any other student even if I was interested, but you make me want to risk it all.”
Finn remembers the list he told Kurt about. If Finn wasn’t sure that they could be great together before he sure is now.
“What about Mrs. Pillsbury, you can’t be over her yet?” Finn must be a masochist because even as he’s being given what he so desperately wants he has to poke holes.
“Yeah, Emma. Well I did like her but deep down I think I just used her as a crutch to get out of my marriage. And I kind of new that she wouldn’t put out so it was a safe direction to go in.” Will’s ashamed at what he’s admitting but he wants to be as honest as Finn.
“You seemed pretty down when she dumped you for the dentist.” Shut up!
“About that. I was kind of more upset about the fact that he was able to come in and sweep her off her feet while I was getting nowhere. I just had some completely normal masculine overcompensation.”
“I see.” Finn’s pretty reassured by now.
“I know where you’re going with this.”
“Do you?” Finn sure doesn’t.
“Yeah, I would be suspicious too if I liked someone for so long and they suddenly claimed interest after being called a manwhore. I’ve liked you for a while Finn. I would even go as far as to say that I love you too.”
“Really!?” Finn wants to smack himself for not trying this sooner.
Will nods. “It started when I noticed the way you look at me. It surprised me that I kind of liked it. It’s part of the reason I pursued Emma. She used to look at me the same way you did. Then I noticed every time you touched me. Hell I noticed every time I touched you even though I tried not too. I would always catch myself and I would have to scold myself. And it only made it worse that you didn’t do anything about it, it kind of made me wished you did. I don’t know what I would have done if you did though, I think I would have turned you down if you had said anything earlier. I mean the only other one who pursued their crush was Rachel and that was horrible.”
“Don’t forget about Suzy Pepper.” Finn recalls the conversation he had with Rachel.
“H…how do you now about Suzy?” Will really wants to know.
“Uh…she’s still around you know. Rachel mentioned the story to me. That and she cornered me one night after football practice.”
“Really? Is she still, you know, crazy?” Will looks worried at the idea of her being back in school.
“I think so, she said something about thinking I would be the one, whatever that meant. I thought she thought she was like in that matrix movie and I was that guy who drove that bus in that other movie. But Rachel later told me about how Susie pepper talked to her too and told her to stay away from you. I guess she approves?”
“That’s… oddly comforting.”
“Yeah, so now that we’ve both declared our love can we get to the wild sex?”
They don’t waste any time as they start making out.
It turns out that when Mr. Schue makes out he’s insatiable. Will kisses like a demon. His lips are hot, wet and almost sinful. Finn just holds on and tries to keep up.
Will leans into him hard and then his hands are everywhere. He caresses Finn’s face move down to his shoulders then down his back.
Finn stops keeping track of Will’s hands when Will moves to bite and lick at his neck. They way Finn’s moaning only makes the teacher bite harder. Finn momentarily feels Will’s hands on his thigh until he practically licks Finn’s mouth open he stops thinking all together.
At the bite at Finn’s earlobe, he takes the initiative to move his hands from clenching Will’s shirt where they’ve been all along and they dip under the hem. When he touches Will’s hot skin the resulting groan makes Finn becomes bolder. He tries to dip his fingers into Will’s pants but it’s awkward in that position so he pushes the older man onto his back and drapes himself on the older man; arms at Will’s sides, knees trapping Will’s hips. He’s never been good at school, but he thinks he could learn this sex stuff really quickly as he attacks Wills neck loving the taste of his skin.
Finn decides there’s not enough skin for him to lick and bite. He quickly pulls back and takes Wills shirt off. Finn can’t help but stare at Wills perfect torso. He dives for his the expanse of warm skin and kisses his way across Will’s chest. As he’s teasing Will’s nipple he idly wonders if this is actually doing anything for Will since he’s only seen guys do this to women in porn movies. That’s when Finn notices he’s practically sitting on the man’s erection.
At that Finn’s heart beats a little faster, almost painful in his chest. He licks a stripe down Will’s torso before Will finally makes a move to stop him.
“What are you doing?”
“I’m going to suck you cock Will.” Will is stunned and Finn elaborate. “I’ve wanted to do this for a while so please don’t stop me unless you really don’t want me to do it.”
Finn goes back to lick at Will’s stomach as he unbuckles and unzips the man’s pants. Now eager Will helps push his pants and boxers off.
Finn stares at Will’s pulsing cock. It’s bigger then he assumed it would be, but that’s not going to stop him. He leans down and nuzzles Will’s hip inhaling the pheromone rich scent that sets his blood on fire with adrenaline. Half instinct and half porn knowledge, Finn licks stripes up Will’s pulsing cock.
They way Will groans is both encouraging and totally hot in Finn’s opinion.
Finn teases lightly, using the tip of his tongue to trace the shape of the head, the taste encouraging further. When Finn’s tongue licks at the leaking tip Will’s clenched hands reach to grabs at Finn’s head.
“Finn.”
Finn sucks the large head into his mouth. He’s sure he’s going to come just from the dirty sounds Will is making. That or the way Will’s cock feels heavy on his tongue.
Finn is momentarily astounded at how he has Mr. Schue writhing and he’s barely started. He swirls his tongue like the porn stars do before he starts sucking more into his mouth. Finn slowly drags his mouth back up. He continues to bob up and down, sucking harder and faster each time.
Finn is confident that Mr. Schue likes it as he starts babbling in English and Spanish.
“Si! Yes! Finn keep doing that! Dios Mio!"
Finn’s jaw starts to get tired but he really wants to impress Mr. Schue so he decides to use the trick he always found hot to watch. Finn grabs Will’s hips and takes a deep breath before sinking all the way down. It’s actually easier than he thought it would be. He takes it as a good sign when Will cries out and arches up as he shoots down Finn’s throat. Finn swallows around Will’s cock and that makes Will cry louder at each pulse.
Finn lets Wills still hard cock slip from his throat and he’s kind of surprised at how not gross swallowing cum is. He can still taste Will as he tries to catch his breath and he finds that kind of hot.
“Wow, have you done that before?” Will pants.
“No. Why? Was it bad?” Finn’s pretty sure he did well.
“No, it was fantastic. It’s probably the best I’ve gotten actually. How did you manage to take it all down the first try?” He’s staring at Finn like he wants to go another round.
“What do you mean? That’s how all the girls in the porn movies do it.” Finn blushes at the admission of his porn knowledge.
Will chuckles “But you didn’t even gag, don’t you have a gag reflex?”
“Oh, that. No I don’t, Rachel said something about it once during lunch. She wouldn't let me eat bananas after that.”
“Yeah I don’t think I want you to eat banana’s in public either in case anyone gets any ideas.” Will already sounds possessive. “So, is this what you were hoping to get for Christmas?”
“Yes” Finn laughs as his hands find Will’s torso again. They move to stand up off the floor as it’s become less comfortable.
“Good, now let’s go take care of this.” Will grabs Finn through his pants and pulls him toward the bedroom.
Fin?