A/N: So I am so very, very sorry that this took so incredibly long to post! Hopefully the chapters will come more quickly now that I know where I want to take this story, but the new semester just started so I can't make any promises. Thank you so much to everyone that's been reviewing, it really mean so much. :) Also, this is the first time I've ever attempted to write smut...so hopefully it isn't horrible!

"Rachel? Are you listening to me?"

Rachel snapped her head up as Kurt began waving a hand in her face. They were currently out to lunch before they would be off shopping again. She had been hesitant to agree to come with him since the last time they went shopping he had basically insulted—lovingly, he said—everything she picked out. But he and Blaine were having a party for Halloween this year and insisted that she accompany him to look at costumes and party decorations.

"Sorry, Kurt." She put her phone away quickly, having been sharing texts back and forth with Finn. Ever since they said those three magic words a few days earlier, they had turned into one of those couples. The lovey-dovey, constantly showing affection, couples that she usually despised. She couldn't help it though—it felt so incredible to actually be one of those people completely consumed by love.

"Can't my brother leave you alone for two minutes?" Kurt winked. "Anyway, I was saying that you are more than welcome to invite some of your friends to the party on Saturday. The more the merrier!"

"Sure, that sounds great! Oh wait, um…" Rachel suddenly remembered one very crucial detail she had neglected the past few weeks—Santana wanted Blaine dead. Well not literally, but with Santana you could never be too sure.

"Kurt, I think there's something you should know about my best friend," Rachel took a nervous sip from her water. "She kind of wants your boyfriend to die a slow and painful death."

Kurt nearly choked on his food and started coughing violently. "I'm sorry...what?"

"Well Santana has classes with Blaine and that internship that he got? Yeah, Santana had been hoping it would be hers. She was really, really angry when she found out she didn't get it." Rachel tried to explain quickly, biting her lip and eying Kurt nervously.

"I see," Kurt nodded his head and then got a thoughtful look on his face. "Well as serious as you and my brother are getting, they'll have to interact eventually."

"You mean you still want her to go to the party?" Rachel asked surprised.

"I'll just make sure Blaine's costume involves a mask and there will be a lot of people there…what are the chances they'll actually even meet?" Kurt shrugged as if the issue was solved.

"Kurt, that sounds like an awful idea," Rachel said. "There's no way they won't see each other, Blaine is the one hosting the party with you!"

Kurt merely waved his hand. "We'll figure it out. I really want you to be there." He smiled at her and patted her hand affectionately. Rachel beamed at him in return.

"So what do you have in mind for a costume?" Kurt asked excitedly. They continued their lunch going back and forth with ideas.

Rachel admired her reflection in the mirror of the dressing room she currently occupied. Kurt had insisted she try this costume on. "It'll be perfect. Although I don't want to think about it, Finn won't know what to do with himself when he sees you," he had said. "Plus, it's a little ironic, don't you think?"

She tilted her head as she tried to adjust the striped black dress (if you could even call it that!) she wore. She supposed it would be pretty ironic to dress up as a sexy firefighter for Halloween. She giggled as she imagined Finn's face when he saw her in the short dress. It was black with a reflective stripe on the bottom and a small American flag embroidered at the bottom. The straps were thick and red to look like suspenders. She wore a tiny white tank top underneath that still didn't do much to cover her up. She picked up the red plastic firefighter helmet the costume came with and put it on her head before opening the door to show Kurt.

"You don't think it's too… slutty?" She asked as she walked out.

Kurt laughed and looked her up and down playfully. "Oh no. You are getting that—no question. Do you own a pair of tall black boots?"

"Err no," Rachel shook her head.

"Well then we need to find you a pair to go with that costume," he nodded to himself. "What do you think about my costume?" He did a spin and Rachel finally realized what he was wearing.

She laughed. "Only you could pull that off, Kurt." He was dressed as the Mad Hatter—he had on green plaid pants, a satin green vest and a long orange jacket on top. He adjusted the bright blue bowtie around his neck before reaching down to grab the giant green top hat.

"Yes, I do look fabulous, don't I?" He smirked and did a small bow. "Do you think I could convince Blaine to be the Cheshire cat?" He held up a pink and purple-stripped jumpsuit and they both couldn't hold in their laughter at the image of Blaine wearing it.

"But why won't you tell me what you're going to be?" Finn pouted up at her from his spot on the couch. "I told you what I was going as."

"Finn, wearing a Batman shirt does not count as a costume," Rachel laughed, coming over to sit in his lap. "Just be patient. You'll see in a couple of days." She kissed him lightly and ruffled his hair.

"I wanna know now," he stuck out his bottom lip and looked at her with puppy-dog eyes.

"It'll be well worth the wait, I promise," she winked at him playfully and turned slightly so that she could straddle his lap. Grabbing his face in her hands, she pressed her lips against his in the hopes he would drop the subject. He was about to inch her dress up when they heard the door open. She groaned and buried her face in his neck.

"Will you please dismount Jolly Green, Munchkin? I want you to come see my costume for this weekend," Santana's voice rang through the living room and her heels could be heard as she walked down the hallway to her room.

"Why can I never just have you all to myself?" Finn reluctantly let her go from his lap but kept a hold on her hands as she stood in front of him.

Rachel kissed his nose and gave him a small smile. "This weekend I promise I will be yours completely. We'll make Noah stay at Quinn's and we'll have your apartment to ourselves." She squeezed his hands and broke away to go to Santana's room, being sure to sway her hips just to tease him. She giggled as she heard his groan. Truth was, she was dying for them to finally be able to have alone time as much as he was.

"Alright, Sanny, what is your costume?" she walked into her best friend's room to find Santana standing in a tiny red dress.

"Devil in a red dress," Santana grabbed the headband still on the bed with the small devil horns on top and put it on. "What do you think? Is it slutty?"

Rachel raised her eyebrows as her best friend did a small twirl in the tiny corset-like dress. She wore black fishnet stockings and black stilettos to complete the look. "Er, yeah, San, it's pretty slutty."


"Very you," Rachel laughed and took a seat on the bed. "What's Brittany going as?" She noticed the way Santana's face lit up and it made her so happy to finally to see that her best friend had found someone she genuinely liked.

"Would you believe me if I told you she was going as a flamingo?" Santana laughed.


"Promise! She's adorable. And she's refusing to show me until the party so we'll see what it looks like. Speaking of which, you told Frankenteen about your sexy costume yet?"

Rachel shook her head. "Nope. He's just gonna have to wait until Saturday!" She laughed and got up to return to her boyfriend. She found him still on the couch, watching some sports channel.

"Hey Rach?" Finn asked as she took a seat next to him. "What are we gonna do about the whole Santana vs. Blaine situation?"

Rachel remembered her conversation with Kurt. "I told Kurt about it and he thinks the problem is solved if we just put a mask on Blaine and keep him away from Santana at all costs," she explained. "But I really don't think it's going to work. I keep avoiding saying his name if I talk about them. It's just always 'Kurt and his boyfriend.'"

Finn tapped his chin thoughtfully. "Maybe she'll be too wrapped up in Brittany to notice. We can tell Brittany to like distract her every time Blaine is near or something!"

"Hmm, I guess. But they're going to have to meet each other eventually," Rachel moved closer so that she could rest her head against his chest.

"Mm," Finn pressed a kiss to her hair and wrapped his arm around her shoulder. "I guess we'll just have to play this by ear."

"I love you," Rachel grinned up at him, happy she could finally say it whenever she wanted. "My sexy fireman."

"Love you too," he replied. She felt his smile against her lips as he leaned down to kiss her.

Rachel slipped her arm through Santana's as they made their way up the steps to Kurt and Blaine's on the night of Halloween. She was so nervous for tonight and hoped nothing would go wrong. She had already sent a text to Kurt that they were on their way so that he could make sure it wasn't Blaine that opened the door.

"Hello, hello! Welcome to our humble home," Kurt mock-bowed and tipped his hat as they walked into the already full apartment. "You must be Santana." He stuck his hand out to shake Santana's, who merely eyed him up and down before reluctantly shaking it. "That is a fierce costume. I'm taking this to mean that your fashion sense is actually acceptable, unlike Rachel's."

"Hey!" Rachel pouted.

Santana merely grinned and poked Kurt in the nose. "I like you already. So glad there is finally someone else to tell Munchkin about her atrocious taste in clothes."

"I am standing right here, you know!" Rachel put her hands on her hips and glared at both of them. "And I happen to think what I'm wearing right now isn't atrocious, thank you very much."

"Holy shit, you can say that again," they all turned in the direction of the voice, seeing Finn standing with his mouth gapping open, wearing black jeans and a Batman t-shirt.

"Finn!" Rachel raced over to him and stood on her toes to press a kiss to his cheek. She giggled as his expression was still glazed over, staring at her revealing costume. She had gone with Kurt's advice and splurged on a pair of beautiful black boots with a tiny stiletto heel that were probably way more than she could afford, but definitely worth it as she saw Finn gulp at the sight of them. Santana had forced her into a chair to do her hair and makeup earlier and now her hair lay against her shoulders in big, sexy waves, while her makeup was probably a little darker and intense than she was used to. "You like?" she spun in a circle so that he could get the full view of her revealing costume and bit her lip as she turned to face him once more, his eyes narrowing as he stared at her mouth.

"You can thank me for that costume, big brother!" Kurt called as he took Santana's hand to lead her away.

"I…um…I like it a lot," he stuttered. "You look fucking hot, baby." He pulled her closer and kissed her so intensely she swore she saw stars behind her eyelids, practically forgetting her name for a few seconds as they pulled away.

Smirking at the expression on her face, he reached his hand up to fix the plastic hat on her head and kissed her cheek. "What do you think of my costume?"

"Finn," she laughed, "you're just wearing the t-shirt. That hardly counts as saying you dressed up as Batman for Halloween."

"Hey! I wore the cape!" He turned around and she noticed a black cape was attached to the shirt. "And the mask is in my pocket. I was wearing it, but it got really itchy." He took the black mask from his pocket to show her.

She merely hummed, tracing the batman logo along his chest with her fingers. "You're still the sexiest Batman I've ever seen." She bit her lip and looked up at him with a suggestive look in her eyes.

He groaned and pressed her closer, leaning down to whisper in her ear. "We'll have my apartment all to ourselves tonight." He pressed kisses along her jaw line before moving his mouth to nibble on her ear. "Maybe I'll let you take a ride…on the Batmobile."

Rachel burst out laughing and slapped his chest. "Finn! Oh my gosh, that was the worst line I have ever heard!" She was nearly doubled over, tears threatening to fall down her face as she laughed.

"I know, I know! I just really wanted to see your face when I said it!" Finn laughed loudly and took her hand, giving her a spin before walking them toward the drinks table.

Rachel sighed in relief as she plopped herself down in Finn's lap some time and several drinks later.

"Hey, where have you been?" Finn wrapped his arm around her and squeezed her side.

"Sorry, I was talking to San. Her and Brittany left," Rachel said. "Something about a cat in a unicorn costume. I'm a little relieved to be honest; she was so distracted with Britt the whole night. I thought for sure she and Blaine would run into each other!" She grinned at him and leaned down to kiss him, only to be interrupted by Puck, who after much pushing from Quinn was dressed as a pirate. He had been flashing people his fake sword all night and asking them if they wanted a cracker. Quinn was dressed as a sexy pirate as well, but rolled her eyes every time he called her "me lady."

"Hey, hey, no making out on the couch. We're gonna play quarters, come on," He grinned and held up a quarter in one hand while the other pulled Quinn along with him to the kitchen table.

The other people gathered around the table included Mike (who had gotten along really well with Finn and Puck apparently) and Tina who were both dressed as mimes, Artie dressed as a pimp, a girl named Mercedes dressed as a beauty queen, Sam dressed as a hobo, and of course Blaine and Kurt. Kurt had kept his promise of getting Blaine a costume with a mask—he was dressed as Zoro and he and Puck had been "sword fighting" all night.

"Alright does everyone know how to play?" Puck put a glass in the center of the table and poured beer into another that he set to the side. "Everyone takes turns trying to bounce the quarter on the table and into the glass. You make it, you pick someone to drink the beer and go again. Make it three times in a row and you get to make up a rule. Got it? Let's play!"

He bounced the coin against the table and bounced against the rim of the center glass. Shrugging, he passed the coin to Finn on his right.

They kept going around like that and Kurt kept getting angry because he missed every time and everyone seemed intent on passing the drink to him when they won.

"This is not fair," he scrunched his nose as he was forced to drink another glass of beer when Sam bounced the quarter in the glass.

Rachel leaned her head against Finn's arm as they watched Mike take his turn. She moved her hand to the inside of his leg, not really interested in the game anymore. What she really was interested in was going back to his apartment.

She felt his sharp intake of breath as her fingers started making slow circles against his inner thigh through his jeans. He looked down at her with such a lustful gleam in his eyes that she had to bite her lip hard to hold in a tiny whimper.

"Time to go?" he whispered, slipping his hand to her leg and causing goose bumps to pop up on her skin as his fingertips just barely whispered against her skin.

She nodded her head vigorously and immediately stood up, banging her knee against the table in the process. Hissing in pain, she sat back down and felt tears sting behind her eyelids as the pain shot through her.

"Oh my God, are you ok?" Finn leaned down towards her and rubbed his hand along her knee while Blaine ran to get her some ice.

"Yes, yes, I'm fine," she winced as she lightly touched red spot on her knee and thanked Blaine as he gave her an ice pack.

"Why did you get up so quickly?" Tina asked as Finn went to go get their coats.

"Um…I don't know, we were going to go ahead an take off and I guess I underestimated how close the table was?" she bowed her head as she felt her cheeks redden.

Puck hit his hand against the table and started laughing loudly while everyone turned to look at him in surprise. "Bullshit, Berry! You and Finn were going to rush out of here to go take advantage of having the apartment."

Rachel huffed and shot him a glare as some of the others stifled giggles.

Finn came back with his own jacket already on and held out Rachel's coat and purse. "Here, let me help you," he helped her stand up and she winced slightly at the pain in her knee. They bid everyone goodnight and turned to leave, but not before Puck had a chance to get in his jab about the empty apartment.

"This is a serious injury, Noah! We'll be lucky if I even make it home ok!" She rolled her eyes and gripped Finn's arm tightly as Kurt stood up to walk them to the door.

"Be careful, ok?" he kissed her cheek, patted Finn's arm and let them out. "Thanks for coming. Rach, we'll do lunch again this week. I'll call you." The door closed behind them and Rachel sighed as she leaned against the wall.

"Do you need me to carry you? Does it hurt that bad?" Finn looked down at her with concern, pushing her hair behind her ear. His eyes widened as she looked up at him suddenly with a bright smile.

"It is definitely not that bad, I just really wanted to make Noah feel horrible," she bit her lip and swung his hand playfully. "But if the offer still stands, I wouldn't mind my hot boyfriend carrying me down the sta—" she squealed as he immediately swung her up in his arms, one arm under her knees and the other supporting her back. He started to walk towards the stairs. "Wait, my bag!" He turned back and bent his knees so that she could reach her bag from the floor and then took off again in the direction of the stairs.

After a make out way too intense for the cab ride home, Rachel moaned as Finn pressed her up against the door to his very empty apartment.

He fumbled for his keys, clumsily unlocking the door, and they stumbled inside. She threw her bag in the direction of the table and they both immediately began shedding each other's coats. Finn let out a growl that sent shivers over her entire body and a sharp pang to her center as he picked her up to wrap her legs around his waist.

She began pressing kisses and light bites against his neck as he walked towards his bedroom. Not bothering to let go of her, he sat on the edge of his bed with her straddling his lap. She wasted no time in pulling his shirt up and off of him, slowly grinding her lower body against his. Her hands roamed all across the muscular planes of his chest and she pressed kisses and tiny nibbles against his shoulder.

"Fuck, Rach," he squeezed her thighs and fingered the zipper of her tall black boots before bringing his hands up to roam her sides. She could feel his fingers moving against the fabric of her costume, probably trying to find a zipper.

She broke away from his lips and pushed up from his shoulders, trying to stand up. His hands tried to keep her close to him until she laughed and stood up between his legs. "What's wrong?"

She took in his messed up hair and his swollen lips and bit her bottom lip. She pushed her curls over one shoulder and angled her body away from him. "Help me with the zipper?" She looked at him from over her shoulder and shook her ass slightly to tease him.

He raised his eyebrow and licked his lips as he looked into her dark eyes. He reached his hands up to grip her ass before sliding them slowly up her back, making her shiver. His fingers found the zipper and he pulled it down slowly. She helped him push the dress down completely and she kicked it away. She turned to face him, still dressed in her white tank top, tiny black panties, and black boots.

Still deciding to tease him, she lifted one leg and placed her foot on the inside of his thigh. "Help me?"

The lustful look in his eyes when he looked up at her was one that nearly brought her to her knees. Her chest rose and fell rapidly in anticipation as he ran his fingers up her leg to the zipper on the tip of her boot. She bit her lip to hold in a moan as his fingers lightly teased the reddened skin of her knee from where she bumped it earlier. He leaned forward to press the lightest of kisses against her skin and she leaned her head back and let out a tiny moan.

He looked up at her again with a cheeky smile before his fingers gripped the zipper, sliding it down and pressing kisses against the new skin that became exposed. He repeated the process with the other boot and by the time they were off Rachel was ready to tear the rest of his clothes off completely. She straddled him once again and pushed until he was lying on his back. She forcefully pressed her lips back against his, her tongue immediately slipping into his mouth as his hands roamed the back of her thighs and ass. She sucked his bottom lip into her mouth and shivered as his fingers teased her tummy. He pushed her tank up and off of her before flipping them over so that he could hover above her body. She moaned as he moved his mouth all across her neck and chest, sucking on the spot on her neck that he knew drove her insane.

"Finn, please baby. Hurry," her fingers ran through his hair and down the muscles of his back. He wasted no time in unhooking her bra, his lips barely leaving her for a second to fling it across the room. His mouth roamed the newly exposed skin and she whined as he took her nipple into his mouth, flicking his tongue against her hard peak. She felt him smile against her as he pressed kisses between her breasts, up her collarbone, and back to her mouth.

It was his turn to moan her name as she let her hand wander across his chest and down to the waistband of his jeans. Her hands made quick work of his belt and zipper. He hissed as she gripped his hard length in her hand through his boxers. Using his moment of weakness to her advantage, Rachel pushed his shoulder so that she could flip them over. She flipped her body around to tease him again as she took his shoes and socks off, moaning as his hand came up again to squeeze her ass. He helped her kick off his pants and boxers before he lay naked before her.

Rachel gripped his cock in her hand, squeezing lightly as moisture gathered at the tip. His hips lifted slightly and she leaned down to swipe her tongue against the head of his cock, humming at the taste of him while he let out a groan. She stroked him up and down a few times before pressing kisses all along his body.

"You. Are. So. Sexy," she punctuated each word with a kiss to his stomach, chest and neck, and finally his lips. She threw her leg over him so that their every inch of them touched, the only thing keeping him from her entrance being her tiny panties. He moaned as she sat up against him, running her fingers through her hair and down her neck as the lace of her panties created wonderful friction between them.

"Baby, if you don't stop all of this will be over way too soon," Finn's hands gripped her hips to stop her and he moved to trap her beneath him again. He balanced his weight on his forearm above her and moved the other arm so that his hand could cup her completely through her panties. "Fuck," he whispered as he felt how wet she was through the lace. His fingers teased her entrance and she turned her head into the pillow to let out tiny whimpers. Her hips started moving against his hand as he moved his fingers under the waistband of her panties to rub against her wet skin. He pressed kisses against her neck as he rubbed slow circles against her clit. "Feel good?" he whispered in her ear before he sucked her earlobe in his mouth and pressed one long finger into her.

"Oh, yes, yes," she moaned and she tangled her hand into the hair on the back of his neck, her hips moving against his hand.

It wasn't long before he was thrusting two fingers into her at a faster pace while his thumb rubbed circles against her clit. She moaned into his mouth as he brought her to a mind-shattering climax, her back arching and her toes curling.

"Finn, ohhh, I…oh," her chest rose and fell rapidly as his fingers slowed and gently eased her down from her high. He got on his knees between her legs to quickly rid of her of her soaked panties. He leaned back down against her and she moaned as she felt his hardness against her sensitive skin.

"Condom," she whispered against his lips, desperate to have him inside her already. He reached his hand to his bedside table, opening the drawer and digging until he produced a condom. Quickly tearing the package open, he knelt between her spread legs again and placed it down his length. He gripped himself in his hand and teased her sensitive clit with the head of his cock, groaning at the feel of her. "Finn," she whined and brought her hand down to help guide him to her entrance.

They both let out moans of pleasure as his length finally slipped inside her, inch by inch.

"Rach, oh God, you feel so good," his hands gripped her hips tightly as she adjusted to him filling her completely. Her fingers gripped the blankets around her as she lifted her hips to rock against him.

"Mmm, Finn," she pulled him down to her to press her lips against his. One leg came up to wrap around his waist as he began to move in and out of her. He groaned and buried his face in her neck, while she pressed kisses against the muscles of his shoulder. Sweat was gathering against them as they moved against one another, completely overwhelmed in finally being together. Her nails scratched his skin as he hit a spot deep inside her that made her moan loudly. He felt so hard against her as his thrusts became faster and faster.

"I'm getting close," he whispered, leaning up slightly against one arm and kissing her roughly, his lips nearly bruising hers. He reached down to squeeze her breast, pinching her nipple between his fingers.

"Harder," she whispered against him. "Finn, oh God, I'm almost there."

His thrusts became harder and more erratic while her hips began moving against him at a rapid pace. She whipped her head side to side against the pillow, her moans becoming louder as she felt every nerve ending on her body engulf in flames. She let out a huge gasp and reached up to grip the pillow by her head in a tight grip as she felt Finn rub his fingers against her clit. He moved and his cock hit a new angle inside her that made her scream out his name. Her eyes shut tightly as she came harder than she ever had before—stars, fire, and just…everything shooting behind her eyelids.

Rachel's breath slowly returned to her and Finn's hands gripped her hips tightly, on his knees between her now, thrusting as fast he could. He threw his head back, giving one last thrust before he exploded into the condom, her own name falling from his lips as he came.

She gripped his muscular forearms and pulled him down to rest against her chest, his breath coming in pants as he buried his face between her breasts. She was still trying to catch her own breath as she ran her fingers through his sweaty hair.

"That was…amazing," she sighed. He let out a contented hum and pressed a light kiss to her skin. They lay like that for a while before Finn pushed himself up to dispose of the condom in the trash. She pulled the covers down curled up between them, watching him with sleepy eyes as he got in next to her.

He brought her closer to him and she settled on top of his chest, the blankets tucked around them. He ran his fingers through her soft hair, pushing some of it behind her ear. "Definitely worth the wait," he smiled at her and she leaned up to kiss him. "I love you," he whispered, kissing the tip of her nose and tightening his arms around her.

"I love you too," she kissed his chin before laying her head down on his chest above his heart. She let out a content sigh as his fingers continued running through her hair, gently lulling her into sleep, feeling warm and happy in his embrace.

Rachel giggled loudly as Finn tickled her side the next afternoon. They had woken up fairly early, resuming their activities from last night—in the shower, on the kitchen counter, on the couch. Both of them were kind of insatiable now that they had finally been intimate with each other. Rachel had convinced Finn that they needed to get out of the apartment sometime in the middle of the afternoon and they found themselves at a little deli by his apartment.

"Finnnnn," she whined as she tried to get away from his fingers. He just chuckled and brought her back to rest against his chest as they waited in line to place their order.

"I can't help it," he slipped his arms around her waist. "Your laugh is adorable."

She grinned and turned her head to look up at him, accepting the quick kiss he placed on her lips.

They finally placed their orders and just as they made their way to an empty table, Rachel bumped into someone by accident, the contents of the woman's purse falling to the floor.

"Oh I'm so sorry!" She bent down to help pick up the few items, failing to notice Finn standing completely still beside her. Confused, she turned to the woman to give her the wallet and pack of gum she picked up, only to see the woman looking at Finn with a weird look in her eyes.

"Why hello, Finn. Long time no see, huh? Judging by the surprised look on your face, I'm guessing your brother didn't tell you I was back in town." The blonde woman gave him a wide smile and Rachel noticed Finn gulp and give a tight smile.

Finn immediately pulled Rachel to him tightly. "Rachel, I'd like you to meet Anna."

Letting out a gasp, Rachel immediately dropped the items she was holding in her hands while the blonde woman smirked.