fic: Moving On (16/20)
Title: Moving On
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Finn/Sam
Words: ~5,200
Warnings: homophobic slurs
Notes: Next up in the Sam/Finn mpreg verse. Fics in order you should read them before this one: Confusion, Help Me, Getting By.
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Just as Kurt had warned them, Finn and Sam quickly discovered that the wedding approached sooner than they had expected. Hotel reservations were made, suits were waiting to be worn at Burt and Carole’s, and the rehearsal dinner came and went smoothly. Now Finn was spending his last night as an unmarried man at his parents’ house with his daughters while Sam stayed with Kurt and Blaine in their hotel room. As they were taking turns brushing their teeth in the bathroom before bed, Kurt smiled at Sam and asked, “Nervous?”
Sam’s eyes were wide and he looked absolutely terrified, but he shook his head and said, “I’m fine.”
“Oh, it will all be fine,” Blaine insisted as he left the bathroom so Kurt could have a turn. “Not much is going to change. You guys already live together so you don’t need to worry about not getting along there. It’s just…legal now.”
Kurt let out an excited squeal from the bathroom as he put a line of toothpaste on his toothbrush. “Just in time, too,” Kurt said with a smile. “You guys are legally getting married in Ohio!”
Sam smiled and blushed. He could remember the day they had found out gay marriage was officially legalized in Ohio. Sam had just spent most of his evening taking a final exam for his last nursing class and was ready to go to bed as soon as he got home. Finn stopped him from this by pulling him into a hug before he could even shut the door behind him, and when Sam heard the news, he kissed Finn with more energy and passion than he knew he could possess. They made love late into the night in celebration, and now a few months later they were legally getting married.
Sleep was difficult for both Finn and Sam that night, and by the time they fell asleep, it was almost time to wake up again. Kurt took his time helping Sam get ready while he himself got ready for the day, and Blaine brought Sam breakfast in bed. As Sam tried to stomach a bagel, Kurt hid in the bathroom on the phone. When he emerged with a tie for Sam, he was smiling and he said, “Carole says Finn and the girls are doing well and will be leaving for the hotel soon.”
Sam felt the butterflies in his stomach multiply and Kurt patted his shoulder. “You’ll be fine, Sam,” he said with a comforting smile. “You and Finn love each other and today we’re celebrating it with you guys. That’s all it is. You’re going to be just fine.”
All too soon, Sam was getting into Kurt’s car with Kurt and Blaine, and they were driving to the hotel. They parked and met up with Burt, and he led Sam to a back room to let him sit down as he got him a glass of water. “I can’t decide who is more nervous, you or Finn,” Burt told Sam with a chuckle. “You boys are going to be fine. There’s no reason to worry.”
The clock showed five minutes until the ceremony was to begin and Sam took a deep breath. He closed his eyes and imagined the many ways this could go. He was pulled from his thoughts by a hand on his shoulder, and he turned around to see his mother proudly smiling at him. Sam instantly stood and hugged her. She beamed at him with tears in her eyes as she asked, “Ready Sammy?”
Sam took a deep breath and nodded. He wove his arm through hers and they walked towards the doors that led to the backyard where the ceremony would be held. The girls rushed forward to hug him, and Sam knelt down to hug them. “You look petty just like Papa does,” Annika commented.
Sam smiled and said, “Thank you, Annie. You and Car look pretty, too.”
“Thanks!” Car said proudly.
Meg ushered Annika and Carly to the doors, as they would be walking through first. Meg smiled proudly at Sam before turning around and wrapping her arm through Stevie’s. Stacey took Kurt’s arm as well, and the music began.
It felt like the world stopped as everyone began walking, pair by pair down the aisle, until Sam was being led to the end of the aisle by his mother. “Let’s go, Sammy,” she said with a smile.
Sam held on to his mother’s arm tight as they began to walk down the aisle, and Sam’s nerves were put to rest as soon as he saw Finn standing up front, hands clasped in front of him. The moment their eyes locked, both broke into grins and all their nerves and worry were pushed aside. Sam could barely hear a sound besides the wild beating of his heart in his chest, but even that seemed to melt away the closer they got to Finn. When they reached the front, Finn took a step forward to Sam and his mom stopped walking. She turned to Sam and smiled with tears in her eyes. “I’m so proud of you,” she whispered as she pulled him into a hug.
When Sam’s mom stepped away, she looked over at Finn and smiled before leaving the two there together. Finn held out his hand and Sam gladly took it in his own. All their fears disappeared when their hands touched, and slowly they walked front and center where the judge stood, proudly beaming at the two men before him. The music stopped and the judge looked around for a moment before he began speaking. “We gather here today to join these two men, Samuel and Finn, in marriage…” the judge began.
Sam and Finn only heard half of what the man said because they were far busier looking at each other. Finn beamed proudly at Sam, taking in every little detail: his watery eyes, the perfectly tousled short blonde hair (like he’d had for their senior prom), his bright smile, and better yet, the slight blush to his cheeks. Finn gave Sam’s hands an excited squeeze and the judge’s voice pulled them from their focus on the other. “I will now let Finn and Sam give their vows to each other,” he beamed. “Finn?”
Finn nodded and his expression faltered for a moment at the prospect of speaking in front of everyone. Sam’s thumb rubbed the back of Finn’s hand and Finn calmed a bit. He took a deep breath and began. “Six years ago, if someone had told me this was where I would be in my life one day, I would have called them crazy,” Finn said simply. “Becoming a teenage father and marrying my best dude friend hadn’t even crossed my mind, but…I wouldn’t have it any other way.” He looked into Sam’s eyes seriously and said, “When I met you in glee club all those years ago, I kept telling everyone to just accept that they were special and different, no matter what the kids at school thought about them, but I never really walked the walk…until I met you, Sam. You’re so special and different, and if it weren’t for you, I probably would have never realized that I am too.” Finn turned to look at all the guests for a moment before he turned back to Sam. “I love you, Sam. I love you and our daughters and I swear to you I will always be there for you guys. Always. And…” Finn’s voice faltered for a moment before he finished, “I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you.”
Sam just looked into Finn’s eyes, overwhelmed by the multitude of emotions he was experiencing. Finn beamed at Sam and Sam smiled back, albeit a bit nervously. “I don’t know how I’m supposed to top that,” he muttered softly, but Finn’s hands squeezed his reassuringly and Sam took a deep breath. “Six years ago, I was questioning everything I ever thought about myself. I thought that being gay meant I’d never have a family of my own, and that I’d never be able to get married, and that worst of all…that I’d never really be happy again.” Sam took a deep breath and said seriously, “But you changed all of that, Finn, and…I don’t really know what else to say besides ‘I love you’ and ‘thank you,’ a million times and then some. You’re amazing, Finn, and I don’t know where I’d be without you.” Sam’s voice cracked and he looked up at Finn with a smile, his eyes watery. “I love you so much, and…I’m going to be the best husband to you that I can be.”
Finn smiled proudly at Sam and Sam beamed back. All the guests applauded Finn and Sam before the judge smiled and said, “And now it’s time for the giving and receiving of rings.”
Meg gave Annika and Caroline pats on the back, and the girls rushed forward to their dads. Annie stood next to Finn and Car stood at Sam’s side. Finn held out his hand to Annika and she dropped the wedding band into the palm of his hand. She beamed up at him as he thanked her before he turned to face Sam and hold his left hand. He repeated the vows after the judge as he slid the ring on Sam’s finger. Sam looked down at his hand in awe at the shining silver band around his finger. It had six diamonds evenly embedded around the ring, and it was perfect.
Sam held out his hand to Car so he could do the same for Finn, and she gave it to him, but only after inspecting his ring closely, since she stood to his left. When she finally freed his hand, some guests let out a laugh and he smiled down at her before meeting Finn’s eyes again. Slowly Sam slid the ring on Finn’s finger, repeating after the judge. The ring looked just as perfect on Finn’s hand as it did on Sam’s, and they looked at each other happily, the feeling of these new rings on their hands strange and very welcome.
The judge looked pleased, and he looked between Finn and Sam and said, “I now pronounce you two legally married. You may now share your first kiss as a married couple.”
Sam stepped towards Finn and his hand cupped the side of Finn’s face as he pulled Finn into a kiss. Finn eagerly kissed Sam back, ecstatic to hear that he was finally married to Sam. When the kiss finally broke, they smiled at each other before turning to look at the judge. He sent a knowing look and a curt nod to Finn and Sam, and they reached out for their daughters. Sam held Caroline’s right hand with his left, and Finn held Annika’s left hand with his right, and their free hands met in the middle. “I present to you all: Finn, Samuel, Annika, and Caroline Hudson.”
Finn and Sam saw their mothers in the front row, crying happily, their siblings clapping happily along with all the other guests at the wedding. Sam felt Caroline bouncing in happiness to his side, and Annika was waving to the guests excitedly with her free hand. Finn and Sam looked at each other and back out at the guests before walking back down the aisle, their daughters falling in stride with them.
When they reached the doorway to the hotel, they stopped and stood next to each other, grinning like idiots, greeting their guests as they passed through and into the reception room. Family members they hadn’t heard from in years were congratulating them and kissing their cheeks and fawning over the girls, and the line to greet them moved slowly. At the end of the line were their parents and siblings, and Finn and Sam found themselves locked in tight, seemingly never-ending embraces with their mothers before anyone else had a chance to get to them. Kurt had tears in his eyes as well, and he hugged Finn close and said, “I’m so happy for you.”
Finn beamed down at Kurt and said, “Don’t cry.”
“You knew the minute you mentioned proposing to him that I’d cry today,” Kurt teased, moving over to wrap Sam into an equally close hug. “Welcome to the family,” Kurt smiled at Sam. “Well…officially, I guess. You’ve been part of us for years now, though.”
Sam smiled and nodded. “Thanks,” he said happily.
Meg approached, her scarlet dress contrasting nicely with her now tastefully brunette hair (as compared to the burgundy hair she sported all through college). Puck was behind her, a small bundle of blankets in his arms. All the blankets were white and blue, and Puck wandered over to say, “He fell asleep about three words into your vows, dude.” He looked up at Finn and said, “Congrats, bro.”
“Babies always sleep,” Finn rolled his eyes with a laugh. “At least he didn’t start crying or something.”
“Hey, be nice,” Meg warned. “Now since you said that, Andy’s going to cry all through the reception.”
Puck snickered and Finn just shook his head. The rest of them walked into the room where the reception would be held, and they brought Annika and Caroline with them, leaving Finn and Sam all alone. They just smiled at each other for a minute before Sam reached out and wrapped his arms around Finn’s waist and pulled him into a big hug. He buried his face in Finn’s chest and Finn wrapped his arms around Sam’s shoulders. “We’re married, dude,” Finn muttered, amazed.
“I know,” Sam whispered, still in shock from it all. He breathed in Finn’s scent and smiled. “I…I can’t believe it.”
Finn smiled and rubbed Sam’s back. “It’s totally cool though,” he said happily.
“Agreed,” Sam grinned.
He slowly pulled himself just far enough away from Finn to look up at him. It was the easiest thing in the world for Finn to just lean down and kiss Sam, and he smiled into the kiss as Sam’s arms tugged their bodies together. They stayed there for a few more moments until Finn slowly separated their bodies, but reached down to hold Sam’s hand. Their fingers wove together and Finn didn’t plan on letting go of Sam the rest of the day if he didn’t have to.
They walked into the reception where everyone was gathered and they smiled and were met with two small girls running towards their legs. “Daddy! Daddy! You and Papa are going to wear the rings always, right?” Annika asked.
“Yep, that’s how it works,” Sam said with a laugh.
Caroline stood in front of him and looked up at Sam, her arms outstretched to him as her hands kept grabbing at him. He laughed and picked her up. She hugged him close and said, “Pretty rings.”
“Pretty girl,” he smiled, pointing to her.
Car smiled and rested her head on his shoulder. “You’re not sleepy already, are you?” he teased. “We still have to eat food and cake and dance.”
“No, you dance with Papa. I dance with Ann,” Car corrected. “No we.”
“I’ll dance with you if I want to,” Sam winked, tickling her a little.
Carole swooped in and dragged Finn and Sam to the table at the front of the room where they sat, Stevie and Stacy off to Sam’s left and Kurt and Meg off to Finn’s right. The girls sat with Burt and Carole and all the guests were gathered at their tables. Finn just looked out at them all for a moment before holding Sam’s hand in his own. A tapping on glass from Finn’s right stopped all the chattering, and Kurt was slowly standing, a flute of champagne in one hand and a microphone in the other. “Hello everyone. Thank you all for coming,” he said with a smile. “I’m Kurt Anderson, and I’m Finn’s extremely lucky step-brother. I got to officially welcome Sam to the family today, and I couldn’t be happier to call him my brother-in-law.” Kurt looked over at Sam and Finn, who were smiling back at him as he spoke. Kurt’s gaze turned back out towards the audience, and he said, “I can’t even begin to describe how happy I am to see these two finally married. They’ve come a long way since Annika’s conception, which is what started this all. These two are the most selfless, loving men I have ever seen, and their chemistry is undeniable. They’re great fathers to my adorable nieces, and they’re more driven than almost anyone I know…besides Rachel Berry.” The guests let out a laugh as Kurt continued, “So, if you’ll all join me, I’d like to make a toast.” Kurt raised his champagne flute and many of the other guests followed suit. “To Finn and Sam.” Kurt looked over at them and said, “I wish you guys every happiness, because if anyone deserves it, it’s you two. Congratulations.”
“Cheers!” several guests shouted out, and everyone raised their glasses to Finn and Sam.
Sam blushed at how earnest and kind Kurt was, and Finn smiled and said, “Thanks, Kurt.”
Before he sat down, Kurt passed the microphone off to Stevie. “Hey,” the young blonde boy said as he stood next to Finn and Sam. “I don’t do this public talking thing much so uh…sorry if it sucks.” Sam was looking at his brother in amazement. Age fifteen and he was already making a toast? It definitely impressed Sam. “So…a long time ago I remember my brother here getting kicked out of the house,” Stevie said to the crowd. “That day sucked. And so did every day after that until he came back to visit us. I didn’t really know what had happened or why he was gone, and when I found out I was kinda shocked.” Stevie took a deep breath and continued, “It sucked I couldn’t be there for my nieces right away. I was young and I wanted to teach them how to beat up the boys on the playground so nobody would ever hurt them. I still want to do that. But…mostly I want my brother to be happy, and I’m glad he is, and that I’m here to see it. So…” Stevie turned to Sam with a nervous smile and said, “You’re the best big brother in the world, Sam. I look up to you and I really hope I can be as awesome as you one day. I’ve never seen anyone as happy as you and I’m totally jealous. I love you.”
“I do too,” Stacy said, standing up and tugging the microphone towards her for a few words.
Stevie tugged the microphone back from her and said, “Congrats, you guys.”
The guests burst into applause again, and Sam’s mother looked teary-eyed and proud from her spot at the table with Burt and Carole and the girls. Finn took the microphone from Stevie and said, “Well…speeches are sweet and everything, and it really means a lot to us that you guys have so many awesome things to say.” Finn smiled down at Sam before looking back at the guests. “But...I seriously gotta ask. Am I the only hungry one here? Because my stomach has been growling since Sam put this ring on my finger.” He held up his hand to show off the ring as emphasis.
The whole room burst into laughter and clapped, and the servers began bringing out plates of food. Finn sat down next to Sam and he looked over to the blonde, only to see him laughing and shaking his head. “What!?” Finn asked defensively, laughing along with Sam. “I’m hungry, dude. I could barely eat breakfast.”
“Same here,” Sam laughed.
Their dinners were delivered to them, and once they had finished eating, it was time for cake. Finn practically sprinted to the back of the room where a cake sat, waiting to be sliced into. “Chill out,” Sam laughed.
“You want it too,” Finn pointed out.
Sam knew he had a point, and he watched as Finn fumbled to pick up the knife. “Okay dude, we’re switching things up. No more bride spot for me on this one,” Sam laughed, reaching out to hold Finn’s hand, which held the knife.
He guided Finn’s hand out to the cake and slowly helped Finn cut a slice of cake out of the larger round base. The top layer had been removed to freeze so they could eat it on their first wedding anniversary, as Kurt pointed out is tradition. They cut another line through the cake so a piece could be pulled out and put on a plate. “Feed each other!” Puck shouted.
Sam blushed and Finn shot a glare over at Finn, but the applause was all it took to persuade the boys to do it. Finn reached out for a small piece of the slice and held it out to Sam. Sam leaned in and took it into his mouth, his tongue flicking out against Finn’s fingers to get as much frosting as he could. He watched Finn and noticed how his eyes glazed over a little bit, and he was amused. Sam smirked and reached out for a piece to feed Finn, and it was rather large. With a mischievous smile, he held it out to Finn, who eyed it hungrily for no more than two seconds before eating it, his tongue running all over Sam’s fingers as some sort of revenge. And it worked, too, because Sam felt a stirring in his body and he had to push it away. They still had to properly eat cake and dance with some people before it was time to rush off to the bedroom!
“I’m so glad I got that on camera,” Kurt taunted from the side, taking note of the looks on Finn and Sam’s faces.
“Okay, boys, you go sit down, we’ll serve up the cake,” Meg said, pushing them away from each other and the cake, trying to make the awkwardness dissipate.
“I want an extra big piece,” Finn called out as he and Sam walked back to their seats at the table in the front of the room.
Meg laughed as Carole shouted after him, “We know, Finn.”
Finn ate his fair share of cake, as did everyone else at the wedding, and dancing went as well as it could considering Finn’s famous dance moves. He only stepped on Sam’s toes twice during their first dance as a married couple, which Sam was rather impressed by. They danced late into the night with guests: family, friends, Annika and Caroline…everyone. Then as it became late and a few guests began excusing themselves so they could get to bed, several of their friends were encouraging Finn and Sam to go up to their room. “Just be careful, you two,” Kurt warned.
Finn squeezed Sam’s hand and they said goodbye to everyone before they turned and retrieved their key from the front desk. Once they were on the top floor outside their suite, Finn looked over at Sam and smirked. “Do you want me to carry you inside?” he asked with a grin.
“And have you hit my head on the doorframe?” Sam pointed out with a laugh.
“C’mon, hop on my back then,” Finn said, turning so his back was to Sam.
Sam couldn’t believe he was actually going through with it. He wrapped his arms around Finn’s neck and hopped up onto his back. Finn put the key in the door and led Sam into the room. “Don’t let go,” Finn said as he kicked the door shut behind him.
He set the key on a table in the walkway before he made his way towards the bed and flopped sideways onto it so he and Sam went crashing down. He rolled over and was met with his husband’s face, and he grinned. “We did it, dude,” Finn said incredulously.
Instead of replying, Sam just closed the distance between them and kissed Finn hard. He smiled into the kiss and muttered, “Mhmm.”
Finn slowly broke the kiss and said, “There’s no way in hell I’m ruining this tux.”
He smirked and climbed off the bed to begin undressing. Sam laughed and shook his head. “Your gay side is showing,” Sam teased.
Finn playfully stuck his tongue out at Sam and couldn’t tear his eyes from Finn, even as he undressed himself in the process. Both became serious as they found themselves in nothing but their boxers, facing each other across the room. Their eyes took in every inch of the other before Finn smiled and walked towards Sam. Sam happily moved towards Finn and their lips met slowly and passionately.
Sam moaned into the kiss and his arms found their way around Finn’s neck. Finn smiled into the kiss and lifted Sam’s leg up around his waist. Large hands held Sam’s ass and Sam wrapped his legs up and around Finn’s waist, eagerly bringing their bodies together. Finn walked towards the bed and they fell backwards onto it, not too roughly but just enough to break the kiss for a split second before Sam’s fingers were weaving in Finn’s hair to pull him into another kiss. It was Finn’s turn to moan this time, and he ground their bodies together.
The kiss ended as Sam threw his head back onto the pillows, a low moan escaping his lips. Finn took this as an invitation to trail kisses along Sam’s neck, taking care to pay special attention to his pulse point, where Sam seemed to like it most. Sam moaned and muttered encouragement to Finn as their bodies continued to grind together. Sam’s trembling thumbs dipped below the waistband of Finn’s boxers and pushed gently at them, hoping to remove them and his own because he was desperate for more contact with his husband.
Slowly Finn caught on to what Sam was trying to do, and he leaned back to slide off both his boxers and Sam’s, leaving them to rut against each other, moaning at the feeling of their cocks rubbing together. It had been a while since they’d been able to just take their time and do this with each other, and they were going to savor it. It was a natural thing now, having sex, and they intended on enjoying it while they could. Finn broke the kiss slowly to reach over to the bedside table and grab a bottle of lube (which Finn had placed their earlier, before the wedding).
Finn slowly prepped Sam, teasing him with every touch. He purposely avoided sliding his fingers against Sam’s prostate once he’d found it, and his hands never went near Sam’s hard, leaking cock. It was all part of Finn’s plan to try to make this their best night together yet. Sam was panting and moaning and biting back begs for Finn to get a move on, when finally Finn was ready to give Sam what he wanted. Finn reached over to the bedside table again and grabbed a condom, but Sam’s hand pushed his away. “No,” Sam said seriously. His eyes locked with Finn’s again and he said, “I…I don’t want you to use that.”
“You…you want me to pull out?” Finn asked, confused.
Sam shook his head and smiled a little as he pulled Finn down for a kiss. “Remember at Kurt and Blaine’s wedding when you asked if we could have another kid when we were ready?” Sam whispered against Finn’s lips.
Finn was a little shocked, but he knew after everything, they could handle it. They were doing well at their jobs already, and had jobs, which was a good start, and Annika and Caroline were growing up nicely. Finn couldn’t think of a single argument against it, and instead he excitedly kissed Sam and said, “Sweet.”
Sam smiled into the kiss at Finn’s eagerness and he kept his lips connected to Finn’s as much as he could while Finn slicked his cock up. Slowly Sam felt the head pressing against his hole. He groaned as Finn began to slide into him, and it felt amazing. This was the first time they’d ever had sex without a condom, and it felt different - better - to the point that Sam wanted to do it like this all the time.
Finn let out a moan at the slightly different sensations he was experiencing, and he moved their bodies together expertly, kissing every inch of skin he could find, mostly along Sam’s neck. Sam wasn’t even trying to be quiet anymore; he let out loud moans as Finn moved his hips slowly, his thrusts teasing Sam and heightening every sensation, making him absolutely desperate for contact.
Sam was panting and his hand was lazily stroking his cock as his eyes met Finn’s. They looked at each other and smiled, Finn still sliding in and out of Sam, before their lips collided in a strong, deep kiss. Their tongues moved together as they seemed to move in tandem. Finn shifted a tiny bit and Sam broke the kiss to let out a strangled yelp. “You okay?” Finn asked, his cock now repeatedly hitting Sam’s prostate.
“Hnng…yes ohmygod…” Sam moaned, his hands gripping Finn’s biceps now, his cock straining and leaking upon his torso.
Finn’s lips twisted into a satisfied smile and he continued to thrust deep into Sam until he began to moan loudly, his orgasm welling deep within his body and threatening to overcome him at any moment. “God, Sam, I’m…” Finn muttered.
Sam’s hair was sticking to his forehead and his hand was stroking his cock again, and he nodded. “Me too,” he panted.
Finn leaned down to connect their lips as he pressed deep within Sam. Sam let out a loud moan against Finn’s lips as he felt himself being filled up as Finn came. It was an amazing feeling, he decided, and it was that new sensation that caused Sam to come as well, covering their chests in the warm liquid. Finn buried his face in Sam’s neck and rested there for a moment as Sam just lay back on the bed, desperately trying to catch his breath.
Finn kissed at Sam’s neck and slowly slid out of Sam. He didn’t know how this trying-to-make-a-baby thing worked versus how they usually did it so he moved slowly and tried not to jostle Sam around too much. “You okay?” he asked softly.
Sam was just lying back against the pillows, his eyes closed, his body lazy and limp. “’m fine,” Sam muttered. “Just sleepy. Very sleepy.”
“Me too,” Finn whispered as he rested on the bed next to Sam. “C’mere,” he said to Sam.
Sam happily curled into Finn’s arms and he was almost asleep as soon as his head rested upon Finn’s chest. “I love you so much, dude,” Finn whispered.
“Love you too, Finn,” Sam muttered sleepily.
Sam let out a big yawn and Finn copied, and completely wrapped up in each other, the two of them fell asleep.