Trust Me - NC-17 (original) (raw)

Titel: Trust Me
Author: tjcrowfoot
Raiting: NC-17
Word Count: 5,983
Pairing/Chracters: Finn/Rachel
Disclaimer: Still own nothing
Summary: Rachel buys a dildo to try to overcome her fear of intercourse. Finn walks in at an inopportune time.

Rachel Berry had a problem.

She watched out her bedroom window as her fathers drove away for the weekend, resting her forehead against the cool glass. She stood there as long as she could until she couldn’t stall any longer, dropping the curtain back over her window with a sigh. Her shoulders tensed up as she turned around.

Looking back over her shoulder to make sure the curtains were tightly closed she slowly walked over to her closet. She flipped the light on and made her way to the back corner. Buried under a pile of shoes was a plain brown package. She couldn’t see it, but just knowing it was there made her cheeks heat up and her heart pound.

She crouched down and carefully removed the shoes one by one until the box came into view. It took several deep breaths and two more looks over her shoulder before she worked up the courage to pick the box up. Holding it gingerly by the corners she picked her way over the discarded shoes and across the floor to her bed, elbowing the closet light off on her way past.

Rachel set the package in the middle of her bed. She stared at it for a long time before squaring her shoulders and marching off to her bathroom to take a hot shower.

This was going to be harder than she thought.

But Rachel Berry was nothing if not determined.

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She lingered in the shower. She killed as much time as she could by shaving her legs, deep conditioning her hair, and touching up her bikini line. When the hot water started to go she finally forced herself to finish up.

She spent another twenty minutes in the bathroom, brushing her teeth and smoothing lotion over every inch of her skin. Her mind kept going back to the box on her bed, and the more she thought about it the more sensitive her skin got. Her hands slowed as she ran them up the insides of her thighs, and when she looked in the mirror her nipples were hard.

She bit the inside of her lip. Watching her reflection she slowly lifted her hands to the underside of her breasts. Her breath hitched at the sight of her thumbs chafing her nipples. She closed her eyes and bit back a moan, imagining it was Finn’s hands on her instead of her own.

Her eyes snapped open and she inhaled deeply.

It was time.

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Clad only in a towel she approached the bed with trepidation. The feel of her wet hair against the over-sensitized skin of her back sent shivers down her spine. She climbed up and sat cross-legged on the bed and pulled the box into her lap. She bit her lip again and started unwrapping.

Rachel had thought the most embarrassing thing she had ever done in her life was get online and order a dildo. As the plain brown paper fell away to reveal the package underneath she revised her opinion. Sitting on her bed in nothing but a towel, completely alone in her house with no-one around to witness anything, she opened the box and pulled out her purchase.

This was, without a doubt, the most embarrassing thing she had ever done in her life.

It hadn’t looked quite so…purple…in the picture. She wished she would have opted for the pink one instead. Actually choosing a flesh-colored one was just too much, even considering the whole reason she was even reduced to buying a dildo in the first place.

She turned it around in her hands, studying it from all angles. It claimed to be the most life-like model, but when she wrapped her hand around it and squeezed a little she was surprised at the surge of disappointment.

It didn’t feel a thing like Finn.

She caught herself. That was the whole point behind this ridiculous exercise, she reminded herself firmly.

Rachel was not a prude. She prided herself on her research ability, and had educated herself about sex years ago. It was one of the many things she’d had to do on her own rather than discuss it with her fathers.

She’d figured that one out after approaching them about menstruation. After that squirm-inducing conversation she figured it was easier to turn to the internet instead.

Which, unfortunately, led to the predicament she was currently in.

Looking back now, typing “sex” into the search engine at the impressionable age of twelve was probably not the wisest thing she had ever done. The images and information had given her nightmares for months. She had buried the memories and tried her best to forget everything she’d seen and read.

It wasn’t until she and Finn had gotten serious that she realized her subconscious was holding on to her bad experience.

She loved Finn. She loved the way Finn made her feel, and enjoyed everything she did to him in return. The rush she got when he moaned uncontrollably, or his breath stopped and his eyes rolled back in his head, or he gripped her a little too tightly when she touched him just right was unbelievably empowering and made her feel wicked and naughty and feminine. She loved it.

And she knew he felt the same way when he touched her. Despite her extensive knowledge about sex she was absolutely innocent when it came to her own body. Finn was delighted to find out she’d never even touched herself, and had never had an orgasm before. The proud smile on his face after he made her come for the first time was so adorable she almost laughed before remembering that laughing in the vicinity of a naked man was an absolute no-no.

Finn made her feel so amazing that it wasn’t long before she was ready to take it to the next level. So she was horrified the first time they tried to make love and she completely and totally froze up. A soon as she felt him try to enter her her whole body locked up and she started to panic. All she could focus on was the faces of the girls she had seen on the internet, their expressions frozen in supposed ecstasy, but to her twelve-year old brain it looked like they were in excruciating pain.

Finn stopped immediately, calming her down, pressing kisses against her temple and stroking her hair, murmuring reassurances until her breathing evened out. He kissed her sweetly and held her close, apologizing for moving too fast. She ignored the guilt welling up in her chest, knowing it was her fault, not his.

The second time they tried went even worse than the first. As soon as Finn’s hand slid up the inside of her thigh she instantly panicked. Finn could feel the tension in her body and tried to sooth it out of her, but she couldn’t shake it. He kissed her and told her everything was ok, but she could see the disappointment in his eyes.

He brought it up a couple of times when they weren’t in the heat of the moment, blushing and rubbing the back of his neck, trying to pinpoint what he was doing wrong. She stammered and stalled. It ate at her like acid, because she was always so adamant about honesty being such an important thing in their relationship. But she just couldn’t bring herself to confess the truth. So she settled on the root of the problem without going into detail.

Being afraid of the pain was something he could understand. He didn’t need to know the rest.

They slowed things down, and gradually she relaxed again. Things got more and more heated with every session, and the last time she was so turned on and excited she actually grabbed his hips and pulled him tight against her. His eyes smoldered and his kiss was so hot she just knew that this was it. This time it was going to work.

Until it didn’t.

Finn smiled tightly and held her again, but this time he didn’t stay. He kissed her absently and thanked her for her offer to finish him off, but he had to go.

After he left Rachel broke down and cried.

She wallowed in her self-pity for a while before the fire was back in her eyes and the steel was back in her spine. She locked her door and started up her computer.

It was time for some more research.

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Which is how she ended up in the middle of her bed staring at a purple dildo. She was determined to get past this. She knew that the first—and sometimes second and third—time hurt for girls, so she was just going to get this over with until it didn’t hurt anymore. Then it would be all over, and everything would be fine. She and Finn could just enjoy each other. No worries. No pain. No awkwardness. No—

Quit stalling, she ordered herself.

She swallowed hard. She’d tried to select one that wasn’t overly large—some of them looked downright scary—but seemed enough to do the deed.

It still looked huge.

Rachel focused on the end result. She focused on what Finn’s face would look like the first time he sank all the way into her, how good it would make him feel. She concentrated on how she would surprise him, hovering over him and slowly lowering herself down to the hilt, his hands on her hips tightening in appreciation, the moan building at the back of his throat.

It crossed her mind that nowhere in her imaginary scenarios did she appear to be enjoying herself in any way. She pushed that thought away. She already knew that Finn had plenty of other ways to please her, and that would be enough.

Actual sex was probably overrated anyway.

She leaned back against her pillows and unraveled her towel. Closing her eyes she took a deep breath and grasped the dildo firmly. She spread her legs wide and placed the tip at her entrance, willing herself to relax.

The first tentative push pulled her pubic hair so hard it brought tears to her eyes.

This was not starting off well. At all.

She set the dildo down and used her fingers to spread herself open. She made sure this time to keep her hair out of the way and slowly pushed again.

It hurt. Oh, God, it hurt. But she was expecting that. She swallowed her cry of pain and pushed forward.

This time she couldn’t stop the noise. It was barely in and the pain was so intense she wanted to cry.

She didn’t think she could to this.

She was a failure.

She ripped the dildo from her body and threw it across the room in frustration. She sat up and covered her face with her hands, fighting the urge to cry.

She lost.

What she heard next made her freeze.

“Um… Rachel? What are you doing?

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Finn was a genius. He and Rachel didn’t have a date tonight, but he knew her dads were going to be out of town.

Things had been awkward between them since their last aborted attempt at sex. Rachel didn’t want to talk about it. And Lord knew that Finn wasn’t good with words.

So he was going to surprise her. They needed to get this out in the open once and for all. And if he couldn’t fumble his way through it by talking, then he was just going to have to show her with his body how hot and sexy and desirable she was. And that he loved her, and they would get through this together.

They had all the time in the world to figure it out. And they were going to have a hell of a good time getting there, too.

He would make sure of it.

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He pulled up to her house and grinned when he saw her bedroom light on. The rest of the house was dark.

Perfect. She was just where he wanted her.

He fished out the key she had given him a while back and shut his car door quietly. He didn’t want to alert her too soon. Whistling under his breath he climbed her porch stairs, his jeans already tightening with anticipation.

Tonight was going to be a night neither one of them would ever forget.

Closing her front door behind him softly he started for the stairs. As he reached the bottom step he heard a muffled noise. He frowned.

It sounded like she was hurt.

He waited a minute, but it was quiet. He started back up the stairs. Halfway up he heard another noise and there was no doubt in his mind this time.

Rachel was definitely hurting.

He tore up the rest of the stairs and opened her door. Stepping in it took him a few seconds to process everything.

Rachel was on the bed.

Naked.

Crying and naked.

And he had just been hit in the chest by….a….

His mind blanked out. He reached down and picked it up, staring at it.

A dildo.

A purple dildo.

He didn’t know whether to be shocked or amused.

He didn’t know how long he stood there staring at the dildo in his hand before Rachel’s cries finally registered. He finished entering her room and closed the door behind him.

“Um… Rachel? What are you doing?”

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Rachel froze, hoping against all hope (please, God) that she had been imagining things. Slowly she peeked through her fingers and her heart stopped.

Finn was standing in her bedroom. Holding her dildo.

She had been wrong before. This was, unquestionably, the most embarrassing moment in her whole life.

She wanted the floor to open up and swallow her whole. Like, now.

Ok, any time now…

Of course, it didn’t happen.

Rachel could feel herself blushing. All over her whole body. She opened her mouth but for the life of her she could think of nothing to say.

Not one damn word.

Finn fought back a smile. It wasn’t very often he got to see Rachel speechless. He crossed the room and sat next to her on the bed. Smoothing her hair behind her ear he kissed her temple. He set the dildo on the bed behind her and pulled her into his lap.

Time to man up and put his plan into action.

Kissing her neck below her ear he whispered, “Do you trust me?”

She shivered at the feel of his lips. “Of course,” she breathed. She waited for him to mention her new toy, but he didn’t say a word about it.

Instead he leaned her back into her pillows and fisted his fingers in her hair on both sides of her face. He nibbled at her lips until he felt her relax, then suddenly plunged his tongue into her mouth, kissing her hungrily until she moaned and shivered again.

He pulled back and felt a surge of satisfaction at the sight of her hard nipples. Her eyes were dazed as she lay there and watched him stand up. He toed his shoes off and pulled off his shirt. Shucking down to his boxers he climbed back up beside her.

She opened her mouth but he immediately leaned down and shut her up with another scorching kiss. His big hands were hot on her bare hips and her pulse sped up.

“No talking,” he ordered with a smile. She nodded mutely and he bobbed his head once, satisfied. He bent to her neck again. “Just feel.” His voice was low and husky. She nodded again and whimpered a bit at the feel of his tongue against the side of her neck. He traced the outside of her ear with the tip of his tongue and she squirmed, unable to keep still.

Finn kissed up and down her neck, interspersing his kisses with slow swipes of his tongue. She smelled delicious and tasted even better. He bit her lightly and moved his hand from her hip, covering her left breast.

He kissed her again, rubbing his thumb slowly over her nipple until it stood up hard under his ministrations. She hummed deep in her throat. He was so turned on he had to shift a bit to keep himself from rubbing his hard cock against her leg.

Tonight was for her.

Finn dragged his lips down her throat and over her collarbone, nipping lightly on the way down. With every bite he could feel Rachel tensing up a little more, but he was counting on this being a good kind of tension. Paying such close attention to her was helping him keep a lid on his raging libido. He was glad he had something to distract him.

He had to do this perfectly.

He reached her right breast and flicked his tongue over her nipple before blowing a puff of air over it. It rose up instantly, pouting toward his waiting mouth. Rachel whined under her breath until he gave in and sucked it slowly between his lips. He couldn’t believe what a turn-on it was to go so slow and pay such close attention to her every breath, every noise, every movement of her body. Everything she did made him hotter by the second, and he was so hard it almost hurt.

He bit her nipple gently, then harder when she arched off the bed in response. His other hand kneaded her left breast and plucked at her other nipple. God, he loved her breasts. She was always complaining that they were too small, but to him they were absolutely perfect. He tried to convey that with his hands and mouth and teeth.

Judging by her restlessness he was getting the message across just fine.

But he continued for a bit longer.

Just in case.

He switched breasts, and the feel of the cool air on her wet right nipple while Finn was licking and nibbling the left one was driving Rachel insane. She couldn’t keep her hips still, and her thighs kept opening and closing, trying to find relief. She tried to turn so she could rub her ache against Finn’s leg, but he moved one huge hand and pinned her back against the bed. She huffed in frustration.

“Finn...”

Finn smiled to himself. He could hear in her voice that she was almost where he needed her to be. He left her breast and slowly kissed his way down her stomach. When he kissed her bellybutton and dipped his tongue inside Rachel let out a strangled moan.

He slid further down the bed and positioned himself between her open thighs. This was not new territory for Finn, but it was the first time he’d really taken the time to savor and worship her. He kissed the inside of her upper thigh, breathing in her scent.

She smelled fucking amazing. His mouth started to water.

He slowly licked up the crease of her thigh next to her pussy. His tongue brushed against the edge of the hair there, and he caught a few drops of her moisture.

She was soaked.

And she tasted so damn good.

Finn struggled to contain his desire to dive in face-first. This is not about you, he reminded himself. He knew she would enjoy it if he did, she always did, but he had other objectives tonight.

Rachel was sure she was going to burst into flames. The feel of Finn’s tongue so close to her clit was making her insane. She could feel his breath hot on her swollen center, and couldn’t believe she could get any wetter than she already was, but her body surprised her and she thought she was going to dissolve completely. She tried to arch her hips into his face but he immediately pinned her down again.

“Finn…” she wailed again.

He couldn’t take it any more. His eyes were glued to her, open and wet and waiting.

For him.

He started to talk.

“Oh, God, Rach, I wish you could see yourself. So wet. I wanna taste you so bad.” He gently placed his fingers on either side of her opening, watching her to make sure she wasn’t freaking out yet. Slowly, carefully, he spread her, opening her further to his gaze. She shifted and whimpered and he paused, waiting, but she didn’t stop him.

“I wanna stick my tongue so deep in your pussy…” Oh, shit. He couldn’t believe he just said that. He closed his eyes, hoping he hadn’t fucked it all up.

He’d never talked like that in front of Rachel.

Fuck.

He waited for her to slap him, or something, and was absolutely floored at what he heard next.

“_Please_…”

Well.

That was unexpected.

And so. fucking. hot.

“Finn, please..” She was squirming so much it was hard to keep his grip on her.

Ok, then.

He leaned in and licked her slowly, barely touching her.

She almost came out of her skin.

He circled her clit lightly with his tongue, not quite touching her.

“God, baby, you taste so good,” he breathed. He licked briefly inside her, loving her taste. “So, so good,” he moaned. “I wanna eat your pussy so bad…”

She wanted to kill him.

“Finn…” She ran her fingers into his hair and pulled, trying to push his face where she needed it the most.

He reached up and took her wrists. Sliding up her body he raised her hands over her head and held them there. She looked up at him, her eyes filled with lust and longing.

He’d never seen her so turned on.

He kissed her slowly, her hands still over her head. He pinched her nipples with the other hand, swallowing her cries of pleasure. Breaking the kiss he bent to her ear again.

“Do you trust me?” He pulled back and looked at her, waiting until she met his eyes.

Her eyes held wariness now, but she slowly nodded, never breaking eye contact.

He kissed her again, parting her lips with his tongue and delving deeply into her mouth. Still holding her hands captive he reached over her body and picked up the dildo.

As soon as she saw it in his hands she locked up.

“Shhh…” Finn crooned in her ear. He kissed and bit her neck. “I’m not going to hurt you. I promise.”

Rachel tried to relax but the harder she tried the more upset she got.

Finn pulled back and lay down by her side. She shivered at the loss of body contact, the loss of heat. She tried to bring her arms down but he shook his head at her and kissed her again.

She didn’t fight him. But she really hated sometimes that he was so much bigger and stronger than she was. She looked at him and could tell he was trying not to smile at her pique. She narrowed her eyes at him and pouted.

“Nice try,” he smirked. “But it’s not gonna work.”

He leaned over her, licking a trail of fire from the base of her neck to her right nipple. He was so tall it was easy for him to keep her hands pinned above her while he had his way with her. He suckled her until she writhed against him, making unintelligible noises.

He loved that her breasts were so sensitive.

He bit her nipple, and while he was soothing it with his tongue he slowly brought the dildo up to her unattended nipple. He tried to rub it against her but it caught against her skin.

Without stopping to think, he swiftly came up so his face was over hers and ran the tip of the dildo over her bottom lip.

“Open,” he commanded softly.

Rachel’s eyes were huge. He rubbed it against her mouth again and she reflexively darted her tongue out to wet her lips. The instant her tongue made contact with the dildo Finn’s eyes dilated so far they were almost black and his cock throbbed in response. She felt it twitch against her thigh and her eyes got wider. His hand stopped with the dildo resting on her open lips, his breathing harsh as he fought to control himself.

Experimentally she circled the head of the dildo with the tip of her tongue and was rewarded with a rough groan from Finn. He couldn’t tear his eyes off the sight of her lips and tongue toying with the dildo. She raised her head, watching Finn, and slowly sucked the tip inside her mouth, working the dildo like it was Finn instead. She knew just what he liked, and ran her tongue up the underside of it before circling the head again and sucking hard on the tip.

Finn thought he was going to die. He’d never seen anything hotter in his life. He lifted his hand and pushed a bit, and the sight of the purple dildo disappearing into Rachel’s mouth was almost too much for him. He moved his lower body away from her leg and continued to slide the dildo in and out of her mouth until it was covered with her saliva.

Rachel had never been this turned on. Ever. Watching Finn’s face when she’d tongued the dildo was an unbelievable aphrodisiac. The more he fell apart in front of her the bolder she got with it. Somewhere in the back of her mind was a niggling little thought that she should be ashamed of her wanton behavior, but she easily overlooked it. She deep-throated the dildo, happy to have the upper hand back.

Oh, God, he had to stop this before he embarrassed himself. He pulled on the dildo, and she sucked hard to try to keep it in her mouth but in the end he was stronger and it slipped from her lips with a soft pop.

He returned to her breasts, licking and biting one nipple and rubbing the wet dildo over the other until he got himself back under control and she was once again keening at the back of her throat and arching her hips toward him.

Rachel remembered that she was supposed to be nervous about…something…but couldn’t quite remember what. The feel of Finn on her nipple and yes, the drag of the dildo across the other one was turning her inside out. She was so wet now she could feel it starting to puddle under her, soaking the sheets. She twisted her hips, desperate for him to touch her again.

Finn felt her responding and gave himself a mental pat on the back. He kissed his way back to her mouth, leaving the dildo on her chest. Stroking her tongue with his he maneuvered the dildo down toward her center, watching her carefully for any sign of resistance.

Rachel felt the dildo graze her, but before she could panic it was gone. She returned her focus to Finn’s kiss, pushing against the hand restraining hers because she wanted to touch him so badly. He murmured “Nuh-uh” against her lips and kissed her deeply again. She relaxed into him and jumped when he brushed against her with the dildo once more. He left it a little longer this time, and dragged it across her clit before he removed it again.

She didn’t tense up as badly this time. Finn smiled to himself and repeated the movement, pleased when she let out a tiny moan as he lightly pressed it against her clit for a second before pulling away.

“Raise your knees,” he whispered in her ear. She obeyed, helpless to resist his wishes. Her new position opened and exposed her more, and she took several deep breaths, managing to keep herself calm.

Finn was thrilled with her progress. “Good girl,” he said, and smiled. He kissed her once more and released her hands. “Close your eyes.”

She looked at him, confused. He bent down and flicked her nipple with his tongue.

“Close your eyes,” he repeated, watching her until her eyes slid closed. “Trust me,” he whispered to her again. He didn’t move an inch until she nodded.

Checking to make sure she still had her eyes shut he inched down the bed until he was once more between her upraised thighs. She could feel his breath on her and started to lower her legs but he stopped her with one hand on her ankle. He left one knee up, her foot flat on the bed, and gently pushed the other knee over until her leg was lying flat, still bent at the knee.

She was now totally open and helpless, spread wide before him. He could hear her breathing increase, but she didn’t move at all, laying just where he’d positioned her.

He almost came in his boxers just looking at her, at her total and absolute trust and faith in him. He glanced up and her eyes were still shut. He started talking again to try to distract himself.

“My God, Rach, you are so fucking beautiful. I wish you could see yourself right now.” He dropped a kiss on her upraised knee and slid his hand down her thigh toward her center. She quivered a bit and he could hear her let out a tiny sigh, but she kept her eyes closed. “So hot. So wet.” He dipped the tip of his finger inside her, wetting it, and rubbed a slow circle around her clit. He stuck his finger in his mouth and licked off her juices, making plenty of noise so she knew exactly what he was doing. She sighed again and licked her lips. He hesitated for a second, then blurted out, “I wanna fuck you so bad it hurts.” He released his pent up breath when she moaned and lifted her hips a bit.

He kissed her thigh again, closer to her pussy. “But not yet. Not tonight.” She huffed out a small noise and he smiled again. “Tonight is all for you.” He licked her then, one long, leisurely sweep from bottom to top, biting gently at her clit. “And I get to watch.”

Rachel didn’t know how to feel anymore. Part of her was still very apprehensive, but the bigger part of her was screaming at him to just do something already. She tried to keep her hips still but couldn’t control them and she arched toward him again, stopped once more by his hand on her thigh.

Damn him all to hell.

She really really wanted to open her eyes. But she found that not being able to see what he was doing was oddly freeing, and not being able to anticipate his next move kept her from freezing up. So she kept them tightly shut, and all her senses focused on what he was doing between her legs.

Finn used two fingers to open her further, keeping sensitive skin out of the way as he placed the tip of the dildo at her opening. He watched her, but she didn’t object. Leaning down again he tongued her clit and slid the head of the dildo into her slowly.

Rachel felt the pressure against her and took another deep breath, prepared to brace herself, but was distracted by the feel of his tongue against her. He sucked her clit between his lips and it felt so good she pushed against him, forcing the dildo further into her. Her eyes flew open at the sensation, but she slammed them shut again.

He paused, lightly running his tongue over her until she relaxed again. Flicking his tongue against her clit he slid the dildo out and back in, going further this time until it was almost halfway inside her.

Rachel let out a string of noise. Finn couldn’t understand anything, and stopped. “Rach? Rachel?” She didn’t answer. He started to remove it but her hand grabbed his.

He stopped fighting her when he realized she was pushing in, not pulling out. He pushed forward again, stopping when he felt resistance. He put his mouth on her once more, concentrating on keeping her right on the edge.

She didn’t know why he stopped. Impatient, she pushed forward, gasping at the pain as the dildo sank fully into her.

Finn stopped immediately. He left his hand on the hilt to keep it from moving, afraid to hurt her further, and kissed her forehead tenderly. “You ok, baby?” He kissed her mouth, wishing with all his heart he could take the pain from her.

After a few moments he was relieved to see the tension visibly leave her. He kissed her again, and when she opened her mouth and sucked his tongue in he started to heat up again. He kept kissing her until she started getting restless, then moved back down her body.

Seeing her stretched around the dildo almost made him lose it again. He let himself watch as he eased it out of her until he could see the head before sliding it back in, but didn’t trust himself to keep looking, as tempting as the sight was.

It was just too fucking hot.

He bent to her again, his mouth hot and open as he fucked her with the dildo, his tongue sliding over every inch of skin he could reach. He listened to her carefully, and when she started making little excited noises he increased the speed and strength of his strokes, his tongue moving in counterpoint against her clit.

Rachel was unable to do anything but move her hips in time with his movements, completely caught up in him and how he was making her body sing. She didn’t recognize any of the sounds coming from deep in her throat, but couldn’t stop them. Didn’t want to stop them. It was the only way for her to tell Finn what he was doing to her, how wonderful it was. She was too far gone to form any words at all.

Except one.

Finn wasn’t sure he heard her correctly until she said it again.

“Harder.”

He gladly obliged, increasing the tempo once more, pistoning in and out of her as he sucked and bit at her clit. Her thighs were shaking, one pressed hard against his ear and the other pushing against his hand where he held her against the bed.

Rachel pushed herself into Finn’s face, bearing down on the dildo, panting and moaning faster and faster until she flew apart, her back bowing off the bed as she came with a loud cry.

“Oh…God…_oh_…_Finn!_”

The sound of her wailing his name was all it took for Finn to lose it, coming hard inside his boxers.

Watching Rachel fall to pieces around the purple dildo was the sexiest thing he had ever seen.

He waited until she finally stopped shaking before removing it. He dropped it on the floor next to the bed and went into the bathroom to remove his sticky shorts and clean up. When he came out he smirked at Rachel.

She hadn’t moved an inch. She was still sprawled out on the bed trying to slow her breathing down, and he stirred again at the sight.

He climbed back into bed next to her, moving her leg out of the way so he could lay down next to her. She opened her eyes, and it took her a moment to remember how to focus. Her lips twitched at the smug look on his face.

"Hi.” He smiled.

She reached up and pulled him to her for a kiss. “Hi,” she said shyly, and tucked her face into his neck.

“So,” he began. “Whatcha been up to?”

She burst out laughing. She scooted up and kissed him again. “Thank you.”

The corner of his mouth turned up. “My pleasure.”

He tucked her head back under his chin and they drifted off to sleep.