fic: playing for keeps (finn/rachel) [4/?]
Title: Playing For Keeps (4/?)
Chapter: 4. We Are One Tonight
Words: 2, 528
Spoilers: Mentions of everything till episode 2x10.
Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or the characters. But the storyline is mine.
Rating: M.
Character/Pairings: Finn Hudson and Rachel Berry
Summary:This is a prequel to A Beautiful Somewhere. So it's got all the angst and drama of Finchel as we know them now, building up to what they are in that fic. The angst isn't there in this chapter, but it's going to appear at some point, along with a lot of fluff, smut and crazy.
Author’s Notes: Here lies Chapter One, Chapter Two and Chapter Three. FYI, this is what Rachel is wearing.
The amount of planning that goes into this visit amazes Rachel because while she’s always been one for big plans and big gestures, she’s actually impressed with herself. So much so that once she had finished making all her notes, she sat at her desk and patted herself on the back with a big grin. Finn was going to be not just surprised, but he was going to love her more for doing whatever it was that she was planning on doing. She hadn’t told anyone what her plans were, not even her fathers or Carole or Burt, she just put everything down on paper and now she was following through with it. The minute she got her schedule, she had started making a list of things that she could do. Go home and spend time with her fathers, visit Carole and Burt, go see Quinn in Chicago or just spend the week in New York doing nothing but watching every Broadway show that she could. She had saved up a lot of money from her after school job at the coffee shop on campus and while it wasn’t much, she had happily dipped into her wedding fund and put all the money together because this was going to be her first big gesture for Finn. She spent a week packing her bags, making all the arrangements necessary to go through with the big production and when the day finally came, Rachel Berry had a bad case of the butterflies.
The only person she was in touch with through this whole thing was Jared, Finn’s flat mate, because she knew that whatever said and done, Jared needed to be completely in the loop. Especially since as part of Rachel’s plan, Jared had to be somewhere else that night. Plus, she needed someone to pick her up from the airport. She was more than fine making her own way to the apartment, but this was her first time in San Diego and the last thing she wanted was to get lost on her way to surprise her boyfriend with a meal and some really needed sex. Jared was more than happy to play chauffer and tour guide and while he was really wanting to go back to bed and the naked girl lying in it waiting for him, Rachel made him take her all the way to the store so she could pick up all the things she needed to make sure the night went off without a hitch. She could see that Jared liked her, either she impressed him with her bright smile and bubbly personality, or Finn really hadn’t stopped talking about her since they started living together. And she was using Jared as a way to see what Finn’s life was like without her and she could see that he was being careful about the things he said, because he didn’t want Rachel to see the other life that Finn led. Of course, there was only so much you could hide from Rachel Berry, because she prided herself on having the talent to read people without them even realizing it. So as not to give Jared any hint of her knowledge that he was making a lot of it up, she nodded politely and smiled at all the right times.
Her only problem with the boy was that he reminded her so much of Noah that sometimes she wondered if Finn had a trend in picking best friends.
***
Rachel let Jared have his few hours with his current girlfriend while she unpacked her things and pretended not to hear all the crazy sounds and noises coming from the room next door. She spent the whole time locked up in Finn’s room, taking in the sights of the space her boyfriend - correction, fiancée - lived in and was impressed that he had a picture of them sitting on his bedside table. Along with a picture of her stuck on the wall above his desk. And every little gift she had ever given him - the papier-mâché football she made at some fair, a strip of her precious gold stars, the lapel flower from the Hudson-Hummel wedding, a stuffed teddy bear wearing his jersey number she won at the winter fair in Lima and a few other things - placed all over the room. While her room was far more organized than this, Rachel found herself crying at how hard he tried to keep his room in order. Except for his unmade bed, the rest of the room was impeccable. She stripped the sheets, found fresh ones in his tiny walk-in closet and re-made the bed while she hummed to drown out the sounds of Jared and his girlfriend thanking God for everything. It had always bothered her that Finn could hear what was going on in Jared’s room, because she thought it was uncomfortable to be in the room next door to someone who couldn’t keep his volume down every other night. And she had spent so many nights talking to Finn while he forced himself to sleep. But now she knew just what her boyfriend was talking about. Rolling her eyes as the girl asked Jared if he had anymore condoms, Rachel surveyed the room and put her suitcase under the bed, making sure that nothing was out of place. Proud of her work, she pulled out her list and got to work.
***
It was another one of those days, especially since he had missed his first two classes due to over sleeping and while he couldn’t really blame Rachel for not waking him up, Finn really wished that she had at least texted him because he was sure that that would have woken him up at the very least. But he couldn’t hold her responsible, she had been so good about waking him up his freshman year, this was just a slip up. And Finn knew just how busy Rachel was all the time, he would have been amazed if she had actually managed to call him and wake him up between all her classes and running around for auditions. He had called Jared to check and make sure that his new girlfriend was gone before he got home and while he assured him that Cassandra, or whatever her name was, was gone, he wasn’t at home either. If Finn had been paying attention to Jared’s voice, instead of trying to multi-task, he might have figured out that something else was going on. But he went to practice, focused as hard as he could given that his mind was fully focused on Rachel as it always was during football practice and when practice had wrapped up, he felt like he could pass out right there on the field and get Jared to come get him later during the day so he could crawl back into his unmade bed and sleep the rest of the weekend away. But if he didn’t pick up his phone in an hour when Rachel called, she would think he was dead and that wouldn’t go over so well with anybody. He wasn’t in the mood for a fight, especially with Rachel.
Letting himself into the house, Finn frowned as he smelled food. Shutting the door and making a big noise about his return home so that whoever was breaking in and cooking would get the hint and run away, Finn dropped his keys in the bowl by the door and narrowed his eyes at the kitchen door, waiting for something to happen. “Hello?!” The stirring that went along with the soft music from the radio stopped and Finn inhaled sharply as he kept his eyes fixed on the door, watching the shadow move towards it. His breath caught in his throat and his jaw hit the floor as he looked at his girlfriend - no, fiancé - standing against the door in the sexiest pink lacy thing he had ever seen.
“Hey baby.”
“Wow.”
“You like?” Finn tilted his head as she did a tiny twirl, exposing her back to him and he swallowed hard, dropping his bag to the floor as he licked his lips, “Very much, yeah.”
“You look really nice too.”
“Thanks, what are you doing here?”
“Surprising you and if I might say so myself, it’s working wonderfully.”
“Yeah, it is,” chuckling softly, Finn moved towards her, letting his eyes travel down her body to her never ending legs and then back to her face, “I missed you so much.”
“I know, I missed you too.” Leaning against the wall, Rachel ran her fingers down the front of his t-shirt, bunched it up at the bottom and pulled him towards her, “Did you cook us dinner?”
“But that can wait, I have better things on my mind right now.”
Resting one hand on her hip, Finn set the other on the wall beside her and smiled as he gently pressed himself against her, “Explains why Jared’s not home.”
“I like him, even if he reminds me so much of Noah, he’s quite the gentleman.”
“He does have his moments.”
“Finn,” sliding her hands up his t-shirt, she traced the outline of his abs, biting down on her bottom lip as she looked up at him through her lashes, “Can we please stop talking about your flat mate?”
“How about we talk about how fucking sexy you look right now?”
“Or how I’m not wearing any panties at all,” growling as she purred the word panties, Finn picked her up and pressed her against the wall, his lips finding hers in a heated kiss. Smiling against her lips as she hitched her legs around his waist, Finn used one hand to hold her and the other to push her pink lacy thing up so that there wasn’t much in the way. Shifting her in his arms gently as she rested her hand on the back of his neck, deepening the kiss, he moaned softly against her lips as she used her other hand to push down his shorts and boxers. Stepping out of them, Finn moved his hand up her side, cupping her boob and sucked on her bottom lip. Gently kneading her boob, Finn rolled his hips against hers and slipped his tongue into her mouth as she parted her lips for him. He heard her moan his name and moving his other hand to her butt, he entered her hard, causing her to growl in response. Wincing as her fingers dug into the back of his neck, Finn pushed harder into her, keeping a steady rhythm as he moved his lips down her jaw to her neck. Growling unhappily as his phone started ringing, he heard Rachel whimper something, but ignored the phone and focused on getting her to make all his favorite noises. Sucking on her jaw, Finn moaned happily as she pushed her fingers through his hair and tugged on it gently, “Baby…”
“Ignore it, Rach.”
“It’s not stopping, Finn and it’s driving me crazy,” he moved his lips to hers as she inhaled sharply, “And not in a good way.”
“I can’t really get it right now.”
“Yeah you can, I promise it’ll be better once you’re done talking to whoever is dying to talk to you.”
“Can I please just stay like this, whoever it is can call me later. You’re going to be gone in a few days.”
“You can stay like this the whole time I’m here, baby, but please answer the phone.”
***
Rachel smoothed down her baby doll, running a hand through her hair as she watched Finn rummage through his bag for his phone. She couldn’t believe she had just stopped him right in the middle of what they were doing so he could stop his phone. Whoever was calling better have had something important to tell him because if it was one of his drinking buddies, Rachel was going to clobber them to death when she finally met him. They’d never been in a bad timing situation before and right now was not the time to do this. Rachel Berry might have been a prude for the longest time, but once she got a taste of Finn Hudson she couldn’t stop wanting more. So much so that when they were done talking on the phone or via Skype, she sometimes lay in bed touching herself in hopes of making herself feel half as good as Finn did every time they were together. Looking at him once more, over her shoulder, Rachel smiled to herself and walked back to the kitchen. She checked on the pasta, humming softly as she bounced on the balls of her feet to the beat in her head.
***
“What the fuck is wrong with you?”
“Whaaat? Can’t I call my best friend up and have a quick chat?”
“Not when he’s busy making up for lost time with his girlfriend.”
“Oh, fuck,” Finn growled as Puck chuckled, “Dude, did you literally pull yourself out of her to answer the phone?”
“Puck?”
“Finn.”
“What the fuck do you want?”
“I was planning a road trip to see my girl and figured you’d wanna come with and we can make a full blown road trip out of it.”
“You waited till 10 at night to call me when I spoke to you this afternoon about you coming to California to see me?”
“I’m sorry?”
“You better re-think your California trip if that’s all you have to say.”
“Go stick your dick back in your girl,” rolling his eyes as he walked back to the kitchen, naked, Finn leaned against the door and watched Rachel dancing around at the stove, “And give her my love.”
“Fuck you.” As he hung up, put the phone off and tossed it on the pile of clothes on the floor, Finn tip-toed to Rachel and turned the fire off. Wrapping his arms around her waist, he pulled her against him and moved his lips down her neck, gently sucking on her skin. “Who was it?”
“Puckerman.”
“Seriously?”
“Mhm,” gently nipping on her skin, he turned her around in his arms and covered her mouth with his as she moved a hand down his chest and stomach before wrapping her fingers around his length, “What did he want?”
“We’re not talking about Puck while you’ve got a death grip on me like that.”
“I’m not letting go till you tell me.”
“He wants to do a road trip to Chicago and New York later this year.”
“And what did you say?”
“Fuck you?” Groaning as Rachel tightened her grip around his length, Finn rested his forehead on her shoulder, “I’ll repeat the question, what did you say?”
“I’d call him later.”
“Better,” stroking him gently, Rachel moved her lips up his jaw and sucked on his earlobe. Finn sighed happily feeling her breath on his neck as he moved his hands to her butt. Tilting his head a little, Finn smiled as Rachel tugged on his earlobe with her teeth, before the feeling of her breath on his ear as she spoke distracted him, “Finn?”
“Yeah baby?”
“Fuck me, please.”
Chapter: 4. We Are One Tonight
Words: 2, 528
Spoilers: Mentions of everything till episode 2x10.
Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or the characters. But the storyline is mine.
Rating: M.
Character/Pairings: Finn Hudson and Rachel Berry
Summary:This is a prequel to A Beautiful Somewhere. So it's got all the angst and drama of Finchel as we know them now, building up to what they are in that fic. The angst isn't there in this chapter, but it's going to appear at some point, along with a lot of fluff, smut and crazy.
Author’s Notes: Here lies Chapter One, Chapter Two and Chapter Three. FYI, this is what Rachel is wearing.
The amount of planning that goes into this visit amazes Rachel because while she’s always been one for big plans and big gestures, she’s actually impressed with herself. So much so that once she had finished making all her notes, she sat at her desk and patted herself on the back with a big grin. Finn was going to be not just surprised, but he was going to love her more for doing whatever it was that she was planning on doing. She hadn’t told anyone what her plans were, not even her fathers or Carole or Burt, she just put everything down on paper and now she was following through with it. The minute she got her schedule, she had started making a list of things that she could do. Go home and spend time with her fathers, visit Carole and Burt, go see Quinn in Chicago or just spend the week in New York doing nothing but watching every Broadway show that she could. She had saved up a lot of money from her after school job at the coffee shop on campus and while it wasn’t much, she had happily dipped into her wedding fund and put all the money together because this was going to be her first big gesture for Finn. She spent a week packing her bags, making all the arrangements necessary to go through with the big production and when the day finally came, Rachel Berry had a bad case of the butterflies.
The only person she was in touch with through this whole thing was Jared, Finn’s flat mate, because she knew that whatever said and done, Jared needed to be completely in the loop. Especially since as part of Rachel’s plan, Jared had to be somewhere else that night. Plus, she needed someone to pick her up from the airport. She was more than fine making her own way to the apartment, but this was her first time in San Diego and the last thing she wanted was to get lost on her way to surprise her boyfriend with a meal and some really needed sex. Jared was more than happy to play chauffer and tour guide and while he was really wanting to go back to bed and the naked girl lying in it waiting for him, Rachel made him take her all the way to the store so she could pick up all the things she needed to make sure the night went off without a hitch. She could see that Jared liked her, either she impressed him with her bright smile and bubbly personality, or Finn really hadn’t stopped talking about her since they started living together. And she was using Jared as a way to see what Finn’s life was like without her and she could see that he was being careful about the things he said, because he didn’t want Rachel to see the other life that Finn led. Of course, there was only so much you could hide from Rachel Berry, because she prided herself on having the talent to read people without them even realizing it. So as not to give Jared any hint of her knowledge that he was making a lot of it up, she nodded politely and smiled at all the right times.
Her only problem with the boy was that he reminded her so much of Noah that sometimes she wondered if Finn had a trend in picking best friends.
***
Rachel let Jared have his few hours with his current girlfriend while she unpacked her things and pretended not to hear all the crazy sounds and noises coming from the room next door. She spent the whole time locked up in Finn’s room, taking in the sights of the space her boyfriend - correction, fiancée - lived in and was impressed that he had a picture of them sitting on his bedside table. Along with a picture of her stuck on the wall above his desk. And every little gift she had ever given him - the papier-mâché football she made at some fair, a strip of her precious gold stars, the lapel flower from the Hudson-Hummel wedding, a stuffed teddy bear wearing his jersey number she won at the winter fair in Lima and a few other things - placed all over the room. While her room was far more organized than this, Rachel found herself crying at how hard he tried to keep his room in order. Except for his unmade bed, the rest of the room was impeccable. She stripped the sheets, found fresh ones in his tiny walk-in closet and re-made the bed while she hummed to drown out the sounds of Jared and his girlfriend thanking God for everything. It had always bothered her that Finn could hear what was going on in Jared’s room, because she thought it was uncomfortable to be in the room next door to someone who couldn’t keep his volume down every other night. And she had spent so many nights talking to Finn while he forced himself to sleep. But now she knew just what her boyfriend was talking about. Rolling her eyes as the girl asked Jared if he had anymore condoms, Rachel surveyed the room and put her suitcase under the bed, making sure that nothing was out of place. Proud of her work, she pulled out her list and got to work.
***
It was another one of those days, especially since he had missed his first two classes due to over sleeping and while he couldn’t really blame Rachel for not waking him up, Finn really wished that she had at least texted him because he was sure that that would have woken him up at the very least. But he couldn’t hold her responsible, she had been so good about waking him up his freshman year, this was just a slip up. And Finn knew just how busy Rachel was all the time, he would have been amazed if she had actually managed to call him and wake him up between all her classes and running around for auditions. He had called Jared to check and make sure that his new girlfriend was gone before he got home and while he assured him that Cassandra, or whatever her name was, was gone, he wasn’t at home either. If Finn had been paying attention to Jared’s voice, instead of trying to multi-task, he might have figured out that something else was going on. But he went to practice, focused as hard as he could given that his mind was fully focused on Rachel as it always was during football practice and when practice had wrapped up, he felt like he could pass out right there on the field and get Jared to come get him later during the day so he could crawl back into his unmade bed and sleep the rest of the weekend away. But if he didn’t pick up his phone in an hour when Rachel called, she would think he was dead and that wouldn’t go over so well with anybody. He wasn’t in the mood for a fight, especially with Rachel.
Letting himself into the house, Finn frowned as he smelled food. Shutting the door and making a big noise about his return home so that whoever was breaking in and cooking would get the hint and run away, Finn dropped his keys in the bowl by the door and narrowed his eyes at the kitchen door, waiting for something to happen. “Hello?!” The stirring that went along with the soft music from the radio stopped and Finn inhaled sharply as he kept his eyes fixed on the door, watching the shadow move towards it. His breath caught in his throat and his jaw hit the floor as he looked at his girlfriend - no, fiancé - standing against the door in the sexiest pink lacy thing he had ever seen.
“Hey baby.”
“Wow.”
“You like?” Finn tilted his head as she did a tiny twirl, exposing her back to him and he swallowed hard, dropping his bag to the floor as he licked his lips, “Very much, yeah.”
“You look really nice too.”
“Thanks, what are you doing here?”
“Surprising you and if I might say so myself, it’s working wonderfully.”
“Yeah, it is,” chuckling softly, Finn moved towards her, letting his eyes travel down her body to her never ending legs and then back to her face, “I missed you so much.”
“I know, I missed you too.” Leaning against the wall, Rachel ran her fingers down the front of his t-shirt, bunched it up at the bottom and pulled him towards her, “Did you cook us dinner?”
“But that can wait, I have better things on my mind right now.”
Resting one hand on her hip, Finn set the other on the wall beside her and smiled as he gently pressed himself against her, “Explains why Jared’s not home.”
“I like him, even if he reminds me so much of Noah, he’s quite the gentleman.”
“He does have his moments.”
“Finn,” sliding her hands up his t-shirt, she traced the outline of his abs, biting down on her bottom lip as she looked up at him through her lashes, “Can we please stop talking about your flat mate?”
“How about we talk about how fucking sexy you look right now?”
“Or how I’m not wearing any panties at all,” growling as she purred the word panties, Finn picked her up and pressed her against the wall, his lips finding hers in a heated kiss. Smiling against her lips as she hitched her legs around his waist, Finn used one hand to hold her and the other to push her pink lacy thing up so that there wasn’t much in the way. Shifting her in his arms gently as she rested her hand on the back of his neck, deepening the kiss, he moaned softly against her lips as she used her other hand to push down his shorts and boxers. Stepping out of them, Finn moved his hand up her side, cupping her boob and sucked on her bottom lip. Gently kneading her boob, Finn rolled his hips against hers and slipped his tongue into her mouth as she parted her lips for him. He heard her moan his name and moving his other hand to her butt, he entered her hard, causing her to growl in response. Wincing as her fingers dug into the back of his neck, Finn pushed harder into her, keeping a steady rhythm as he moved his lips down her jaw to her neck. Growling unhappily as his phone started ringing, he heard Rachel whimper something, but ignored the phone and focused on getting her to make all his favorite noises. Sucking on her jaw, Finn moaned happily as she pushed her fingers through his hair and tugged on it gently, “Baby…”
“Ignore it, Rach.”
“It’s not stopping, Finn and it’s driving me crazy,” he moved his lips to hers as she inhaled sharply, “And not in a good way.”
“I can’t really get it right now.”
“Yeah you can, I promise it’ll be better once you’re done talking to whoever is dying to talk to you.”
“Can I please just stay like this, whoever it is can call me later. You’re going to be gone in a few days.”
“You can stay like this the whole time I’m here, baby, but please answer the phone.”
***
Rachel smoothed down her baby doll, running a hand through her hair as she watched Finn rummage through his bag for his phone. She couldn’t believe she had just stopped him right in the middle of what they were doing so he could stop his phone. Whoever was calling better have had something important to tell him because if it was one of his drinking buddies, Rachel was going to clobber them to death when she finally met him. They’d never been in a bad timing situation before and right now was not the time to do this. Rachel Berry might have been a prude for the longest time, but once she got a taste of Finn Hudson she couldn’t stop wanting more. So much so that when they were done talking on the phone or via Skype, she sometimes lay in bed touching herself in hopes of making herself feel half as good as Finn did every time they were together. Looking at him once more, over her shoulder, Rachel smiled to herself and walked back to the kitchen. She checked on the pasta, humming softly as she bounced on the balls of her feet to the beat in her head.
***
“What the fuck is wrong with you?”
“Whaaat? Can’t I call my best friend up and have a quick chat?”
“Not when he’s busy making up for lost time with his girlfriend.”
“Oh, fuck,” Finn growled as Puck chuckled, “Dude, did you literally pull yourself out of her to answer the phone?”
“Puck?”
“Finn.”
“What the fuck do you want?”
“I was planning a road trip to see my girl and figured you’d wanna come with and we can make a full blown road trip out of it.”
“You waited till 10 at night to call me when I spoke to you this afternoon about you coming to California to see me?”
“I’m sorry?”
“You better re-think your California trip if that’s all you have to say.”
“Go stick your dick back in your girl,” rolling his eyes as he walked back to the kitchen, naked, Finn leaned against the door and watched Rachel dancing around at the stove, “And give her my love.”
“Fuck you.” As he hung up, put the phone off and tossed it on the pile of clothes on the floor, Finn tip-toed to Rachel and turned the fire off. Wrapping his arms around her waist, he pulled her against him and moved his lips down her neck, gently sucking on her skin. “Who was it?”
“Puckerman.”
“Seriously?”
“Mhm,” gently nipping on her skin, he turned her around in his arms and covered her mouth with his as she moved a hand down his chest and stomach before wrapping her fingers around his length, “What did he want?”
“We’re not talking about Puck while you’ve got a death grip on me like that.”
“I’m not letting go till you tell me.”
“He wants to do a road trip to Chicago and New York later this year.”
“And what did you say?”
“Fuck you?” Groaning as Rachel tightened her grip around his length, Finn rested his forehead on her shoulder, “I’ll repeat the question, what did you say?”
“I’d call him later.”
“Better,” stroking him gently, Rachel moved her lips up his jaw and sucked on his earlobe. Finn sighed happily feeling her breath on his neck as he moved his hands to her butt. Tilting his head a little, Finn smiled as Rachel tugged on his earlobe with her teeth, before the feeling of her breath on his ear as she spoke distracted him, “Finn?”
“Yeah baby?”
“Fuck me, please.”