Lazy Sundays with Finn…
You’re woken up by a warm, calloused hand mapping out the skin of your stomach, fingers sliding over the hair leading into your underwear. You blink blearily, squinting at the morning sunlight slipping into the room through the gaps in the closed blinds. Mussed blond hair comes into view as Finn ducks his head to nuzzle at the column of your throat, lips pressing against your pulse. “Good morning.” He says in greeting, cheeky.
You huff in amusement, combing a hand through his bedhead. “Feels like it.” You quip, very aware of the hardness pressing against your hip. Finn chuckles, not an ounce of shame in his body, and cants against you. There’s nowhere you need to go today, nothing to do, unless there’s an emergency. Though there are fewer and fewer of those nowadays. Not that you’re complaining.
You lift yourself off the bed and kiss him, pushing him down by the shoulders and nudging his thick thighs apart to settle between them. Finn laughs into your mouth, and the lovely sound makes you smile. You kick off your underwear and help him remove his own while he drags his mouth down the curve of your jaw.
“Need to shave.” You grunt at the feeling of his stubble scratching you when he fixes his teeth into the meat of your shoulder. It hurts in the good way— sends pleasure shooting down your spine like sparklers sizzling under your skin. Your hips grind down, your cock rutting against his. The delicious friction rips a gasp from both your throats, spines arching to press your chests together.
You slide your hands down his body to hike his legs around you, and he locks his ankles behind your back. Finding a rhythm is easy, years of experience in this push and pull of chasing the addicting high of release. The muscles in your abdomen tense, precum drooling from the tip of your cock as it thrusts against his.
“Harder. Please, harder.” Finn gasps, staring up at you with those pretty blue eyes glistening wetly. He looks so fucking pretty.
“God, you drive me insane.” You grab his hips to lift his lower half and thrust down a little harder. Finn’s prosthetic whirrs as the metal fingers grip your shoulder. His head tilts back, pale lashes dewy, and his thighs flex around your hips. The rounded nails of his flesh hand drag down your chest, leaving five raised lines at their wake.
“That feels so— fuck, I—” He can’t finish his train of thought, mouth failing to form the words that get caught between choked moans and whines.
You lean down and lick into his mouth, reaching between your bodies to wrap your hand around your erections. They’re slick with precum, wetting your palm as you stroke with a near frantic need. The kiss grows sloppy, interrupted by hitched breaths and soft grunts and senseless rambles. Finn’s hand clamps down on your nape, a muffled whine leaving him as he sucks on your bottom lip.
He comes undone first, eyes screwing shut and muscles rippling under sun kissed skin. His release paints your skin and his own, catching on the hair on your bodies. Finn grows lax in your hold, kiss swollen lips parted and tears rolling down his temples to soak into his hair. You follow with a swear caught between your teeth, the sight alone enough to push you over the edge.
Your hips buck with every wave of pleasure, spilling ropes of cum that add to the mess, moving until it toes the line of too much. With a satisfied groan, you move off him and roll onto your back, trying to catch your breath. Finn leans his head against your shoulder as he does the same.
“We need a shower.” You finally sigh into the morning air, the fan on the ceiling cooling down the sweat and cum on your skin.
Finn turns his head to look at you, flushed cheeks dimpling with a grin. “Wanna save water?” He asks playfully, nudging your ribs with his fingers.
You snort, unable to keep from smiling. “Absolutely.” You reply, knowing damn well you’ll spend more time getting even dirtier than actually getting clean. You love Sundays.
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My Sister's Jellycats as Glee Characters !!
All Jellcat photos courtesy of my little sister's collection of ≈50 and all screencaps (except Schuester) courtesy of @jauntilyplacedcaps <3 Thanks, guys! All Jellycat names were given by my sister, and this is roughly the S2 main cast.
Carmen ~ Artie Abrams
Pudge ~ Blaine Anderson
Tribble ~ Rachel Berry
Mandu ~ Sheldon Beiste
Tobias ~ Mike Chang
Evie ~ Tina Cohen-Chang
Froppy ~ Sam Evans
Primrose ~ Quinn Fabray
Rumpletum ~ Finn Hudson
Komori ~ Kurt Hummel
Rivendell ~ Mercedes Jones
Pippin ~ Santana Lopez
Ori ~ Brittany S. Pierce
Lavelle ~ Noah "Puck" Puckerman
Benson ~ Will Schuester
Oswald ~ Sue Sylvester
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