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Natalie was still jumping around and making lightsaber noises even as she sat in the passenger seat of Finn's truck. She was sure he'd had a hard time keeping his arm around her all the way to the car from the theater, but she was so hyped up about the movie that she couldn't help herself. "AND THAT ADORABLE LITTLE ROBOT!" Finally she giggled and settled, realizing the growling of her stomach was probably louder than any explanation she could make. "I just think that was the best one so far--Do you think Rey is Luke's daughter? I think Rey is Luke's daughter." she nodded, adjusting her seatbelt.

Finn watched Natalie out of the corner of his eye, wondering how it was that he found probably the only hot girl on earth who liked Star Wars this much. Not that he was super into the movies or anything - they were cool but he didn't geek out like Sam might - but it was a pretty big deal that she had so many feelings about the movie and she had no problem sharing them. "I guess she could be. I wasn't paying attention to the movie as much as the girl I'm with so I didn't really notice that stuff." He turned just long enough to give her a little wink before turning into the restaurant parking lot. If he was being honest, the food interested him more than the movie but he thought keeping that to himself was a good idea at the moment.

Natalie nudged his shoulder, rolling her eyes and smiling playfully. "OKay, Romeo." That was something she'd been calling him any time he did or said something dorky sweet, ever since he mentioned climbing up the side of her house to give her a kiss. She kinda liked it. When they pulled into the parking lot her belt was off and she was hopping from the car before he even had the engine all the way off. "Come on, slow poke! Your girl's hungry!" she teased, coming around to his side of the truck and waiting for him to get out so she could reach for his hand.

Finn could only laugh at how bouncy Natalie was at the moment. Any other girl, it might have been scary or he might think she was on meth or something. With Natalie, that's just who she was - bubbly, happy, and ready to go. "Alright, alright." He climbed out of the truck and draped his arm over her shoulders. "I wouldn't want to get between you and the cheese fries."

Natalie groaned for a different reason than before as he mentioned cheese fries. She looked up at him with hopeful eyes. "Ugh, yes, will you share some with me?" If he didn't immediately agree, she was ready to break out the pout. Inside, she smiled at the hostess who offered them a table. "Can we get a booth instead?" she asked, wanting to be able to sit close to Finn. Chairs just weren't as comfortable. As she slid into the booth she padded the spot next to her and grinned up at him. When asked for their drinks, she piped up quickly. "Coke, please!"

Finn was more than willing to share cheese fries with her, even if he could a whole order by himself. "I'll share, but you have to know it's only because I really like you. Usually, I share cheese fries with no one." He scooted into the booth next to her, is arm stayed around her shoulders after she ordered a Coke and he did the same. "I'm surprised you didn't get a milkshake with two straws." He leaned over to kiss her cheek, not bothering with a menu since he knew what he wanted.

Natalie scrunched up her nose at him and shook her head. "Nah. Just like you don't normally share cheese fries, I don't share milkshakes." she teased, feeling playful. "And I don't like you enough yet to change that." As if. She would so share a milkshake with him, but after the moment they shared earlier where she seemed to be the more vulnerable of the two, she was trying to be cute. To make things light. Banter a little and forget about the tough stuff. "So are you sure you're okay with me joining Glee Club? Puck and Santana are pretty adamant about it and there's supposed to be this fun thing tomorrow." She'd been unsure about the whole thing for quite some time now but Finn's approval would be the final straw.

Finn wasn't really offended by her comment since he got the impression that she was way more into him than she wanted to let on. He was okay with her joking around about it since he had a feeling it wasn't easy for her to deal with all the feelings she had right now. "I don't mind. I'm sure it'll make Rachel happy to have someone else on the team since numbers are important, I guess. Plus, I'll have someone to sit next to." He smiled at her, the curve of his mouth a little lopsided. "If you want to do it, I'm totally behind you. Taylor told me that you guys did some epic karaoke so I'm not surprised you're joining."

Natalie was glad he seemed supportive. The last thing she needed was for him to think she was trying to invade his space or rub them in Quinn's face. She just... wanted more friends. "Taylor's too sweet for her own good." Shaking her head, "I don't sing anything like some of these girls can. I just mess around, is all." Modesty or lack of self confidence... either way. When the waitress brought their drinks she thanked her and carefully unwrapped her straw. With the edge still hugging the tube, Natalie pointed it at Finn and blew in the other end so it would shoot off and hit him in the chest. Laughing, she put the straw in her drink and took a big gulp. "So when's our next sport start so I can come watch you run around in cute little outfits and get sweaty?" With her tongue between her teeth, she wiggled her eyebrows again.

Finn took his drink from the waitress and thanked her with just enough time to be shot at by Natalie. Hand reaching up, he ruffled her hair because that's how he dealt with cute dorks sometimes... not that he'd ever had one so cute like him this much or want to be in his vicinity for any length of time. "Basketball starts... I don't really know. Soon, I guess? I should probably get a start date on that. And you make the uniform sound girly somehow." Not that he cared much. He wasn't even all that sure he wanted to play basketball but he also knew he probably wouldn't get out of it because he was one of the taller guys in school. "You know you don't have to do that stuff, right? Like, I would totally love if you came out and cheered for me but if you don't like sports, you're not like required to come to the games."

Natalie just shook her head at him. He was seriously such a goober. "I wanna come. Support my school /and/ my guy." That was her logic. Besides, it wasn't like she had much else going on after school on a regular basis. "I'm sure my dad would wanna come to some of them, too." Just as she said that their waitress reappeared to take their order and Natalie was quick to say what she wanted. "Can I get a bacon cheeseburger and an order of cheese fries please?" She said it in her sweetest voice, as it saying sweeter would make her look less like a pig. She liked food, and she didn't care.

Finn didn't let his excitement show about the fact that both she and her dad might come to the game. "That'd be cool. Did your dad get a chance to come to your school stuff before you moved here?" The waitress showing up cut off her chance to answer and he ordered a double bacon cheeseburger.

Natalie waited for the waitress to leave before picking up right where they left off. "I didn't do a whole lot of school stuff. He did come to every single play I did, though. Even when I was just backstage crew. He still came and brought me milkshakes." The thought made her smile. She really did have the best and most supportive dad. "So I'm sure he'd love if I asked him to come to your games with me. He likes to feel included and he loves sports, so. Win-win." Plus, it would be a chance for her to bond with her dad a little more, since he worked so much.

Finn thought of her dad doing all of that stuff with her made him smile the way she was. "I wouldn't want your dad to feel left out. It's not as exciting as real sports can be but if it makes him happy, I'm totally down with him coming. Just not on the same nights as my mom because if they hooked up, that'd be totally weird."

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Natalie would make a face. "And you just assume that he and your mom would hook up just because they meet?" She found this to be ridiculous because she didn't see her dad ever dating. Or even expressing interest in other women. Not that she didn't want him to be happy, but she just.. didn't see it as a problem. Still, though... "Why would that be weird?" she wanted to hear him say it.

Finn hadn't meant to say that her dad would be instantly in love with his mom or anything if they met. He also hadn't thought about the fact that another lady in her dad's life might be kind of upsetting for Natalie. "I guess I'm just use to guys who meet my mom liking her. It's partly because there aren't a lot of single ladies her age in Lima." He leaned back against the booth, getting a little nervous at her questions. "I don't know. It'd just be weird to worry more about walking in on my mom making out with my girl's dad then my girl's dad walking in on me making out with my girl. "

Natalie nodded and kept her smile. It wasn't quite the answer she was looking for... or hoping for. But it was still pretty cute. Leaning forward, she nuzzled her nose against his and placed a soft hiss to his lips before whispering against them. "I really like it when you call me your girl." Another kiss and she was sitting regular in her seat again, messing with her napkin. She'd probably need more than just this one once the melty cheese got here, so she hoped the waitress was on top of that.

Finn had barely gotten his head wrapped around the fact that she was kissing him before her lips was gone and she was playing with her napkin. He would have gone in for another kiss had the waitress not showed up with their food, which held his interest a lot less now that Natalie had kissed him. Before he dug in, knowing it was going to get a little messy once he did, Finn kissed her cheek. "I really like calling you my girl."

Natalie ate happily by her guy's side, repeating those words in her head multiple times just for the sake of hearing them. There were occasions when she had to rub cheese or ketchup from his face, replacing it with a kiss--and where he had to do the same, but things remained light between them. Overall, she considered it a good day. That is, when she was able to push aside the few things that were eating at her...

Finn was so ready for the school day to be over, so when the bell sounded, he was the first one up and out the door. The fact that he was hanging out with Natalie after school? That was total bonus. He was glad that they were over all the weird stuff that they'd gone through since school had started again and he was looking forward to just spending some time, the two of them. So when he approached her locker, he grinned from ear-to-ear. His arms slipped around her from behind but he held off on kissing her cheek - he knew the whole PDA thing was still up in the air. "Hey." He gave her a little squeeze before letting go, not wanting to smother her.

Natalie spent all day anticipating school's end. Which was normal, on any given day. But on THIS day, there was a bit more to it. It would be the first time her and Finn really hung out since all that craziness happened and she needed this to know they were really gonna be okay. The little hugs in the hall and the ten second hand holding didn't do much to temper her doubts, so when he came up behind her at her locker, it was hard to hide her anxiousness. Even if she was smiling from ear to ear as she turned to him. "Hi, you." Lifting her arms up to lay her hands on his shoulders, she tilted her head with her smile. "Lemme tell you, after dissecting that little piggy, getting to look at and smell you is a HUGE upgrade." she giggled.

Finn didn't know how but Natalie somehow managed to make something as gross as dissecting a pig something to laugh about. He moved his arms around her again, this time leaning down to kiss her as he did. "Do I smell as good as your lips taste because I definitely see the upgrade then." It wasn't a long kiss but he wanted her to know things between them like this were okay. Sure, they weren't going to like make-out in front of everyone in the hall but he liked the close moments and now they'd be much easier to have since he knew he wasn't hurting anyone. "If you're ready, I can carry your books or your bag or whatever. Guys still do stuff like that, right?"

Natalie was both taken off guard and elated by the kiss. If possible, her grin was even bigger when he pulled away than it was when he leaned in. Her cheeks were even starting to hurt. "I'm not sure. What do they taste like? Blueberries?" she had just eaten a poptart, after all. "Either way, you smell way better. Smelling you usually makes me want a grilled cheese." she giggled again, then turned over her shoulder to shut her locker. She didn't wanna move too far away from him just yet. "They do if they're sweet. You gonna be sweet, Hudson?" Teasing him was her way of flirting. It's just about all she knew how to do. She handed him her bag with two of her books in it and just carried her purse.

Finn took her bag, draping it over his shoulder, then gathered her books in one arm so he could put the other one around her. "I don't know, just that they taste good. And I'm a pretty sweet guy when I want to be. I guess you must inspire me to do that." He walked through the halls, noticing people looking at them but not really caring. He was use to people staring. Before, he'd thought it was all about him being with Quinn and them being some kind of golden, popular couple or something. Now? He figured they were just curious about him, and that Natalie was really pretty so... who wouldn't stare, really? "Got anything specific you want to do this afternoon?" He realized how it sounded, especially they'd been talking about fooling around a lot lately, and tried to come up with a quick cover. "I meant like movies or something else."

Natalie couldn't believe how happy she was. The minute he put his arm around her she felt like she had a spotlight on her. Half, because EVERYONE was looking--which was so new to her. She was used to being pretty much invisible. And half because she just felt so.. warm. "I will gladly take credit for that." Leaning into his side, she followed him down the hall and made eye contact with a few people, smiling. "Actually, I haven't seen the new Star Wars movie, yet." she tested, glancing up at him and trusting him to lead her away from any walls she might be at risk of walking into. "Maybe we could go chill at one of our houses until the next show time?"

Finn didn't believe that any girl could be this cool, but here was his pretty, blond... whatever she was... who wanted to watch Star Wars? If he hadn't been holding the door open for her as they exited the school, Finn definitely wouldn't have believed that it was real. That she was real. "That sounds cool. I've seen it once already but I could definitely see it again. So let's just go to your house and hang for awhile, then we'll catch a later show. Maybe get some burgers or something after?"

Natalie curtsied as she walked through the door, just being her normal dorky self. Once on the other side of it, she waited for him to catch up and leaned right back into his side. This was all like something out of one of her favorite shows and she couldn't believe it was happening to her. She liked it. She liked it a lot. "Okie dokie, artichokie. I gotta feed stark and let him outside for a bit, anyway. Especially if we'll be out a little later." Which she hoped they would. The more time with him, the better. Something she fully hoped was portrayed by the way her eyes sparkled when she looked up at him as she said it.

Finn was quickly at her side again, smiling like a fool at her silly acts and comments. He'd never known he would like that kind of thing, but it actually made him like her more that she had a fun personality and that she wasn't afraid to be who she was in front of him or anyone else. "Later, but not too late. I want to make a good impression, ya know? That way you're dad'll trust me more with you." He nodded, knowing that her dad was okay with him based on them having met that week but Finn knew that could change in like half a second if he did something stupid.

Natalie grinned, laying her head tot he side against his chest for a moment as they walked. She absolutely loved that he was so willing to impress her dad. Being a daddy's girl, her dad was the most important man in her life and always will be. Boyfriend or not. "Cars and sports are the quickest ways to his heart and you hit both of those topics in one day. I swore I'd never get you two to stop talking." she laughed, feeling light hearted. "On weekends, my curfew is Midnight, but I have to be home and at least in the yard or on the porch by 11."

Finn wasn't going to say so but... he liked having stuff in common with her dad. Since he'd never had one, it was cool to talk about guy stuff with a guy who liked the same things. It was almost like Finn hadn't missed out on all the stuff other guys with dads had. Being around her dad almost made Finn feel kind of normal. "I can get you home by eleven, then. I don't know how long we'll last on the porch though. It's kind of cold and out. Would standing inside the front door count? Or sitting in my truck? It'd be a lot easier to kiss you there but I can probably work with either one."

Natalie nodded, "I think the driveway counts. Pretty sure that rule is just so he can see me and call to me if necessary." She answered him before she really considered the rest of his reasoning and blushed as soon as she did. "Yep. Driveway totally counts. Yep. Uh huh." Nodding vigorously. Anything if it meant more kisses.

Finn laughed a little, shaking his head at how cute her babbling was at times, especially when it showed enthusiasm for them kissing. "Meet you at your house then?" He leaned over, opening the driver's door to her car so that she could get in. He was kind of use to doing things like a gentlemen, though it was totally different not being reminded constantly that he had to or what he hadn't done correctly.

Natalie stepped around the door so she could lower herself in, but before she did, she turned to him and pouted, swaying her hips. "One for the road?" she murmured, asking as politely and cutely as she possibly could for a kiss to hold her over.

Finn had a feeling that the longer this thing with them went on, the weaker he was going to get to that pout of hers. As it was, he already couldn't resist it. "Only cus you asked really nicely." His lips touched hers, this time a little more reluctant to let go. He'd have wondered why he'd been so opposed to this kissing in public thing if any of his brain cells could have focused on anything other than her soft lips and the curve of her bottom lip. It was probably a good thing that the car door was between them, Finn's only assurance that he wouldn't totally embarrass himself with how much he liked the kiss. "See you in a bit."

Natalie hummed sweetly against his lips, following every movement of them gladly until they were forced apart. She groaned a little, but offered him a smile and roll of her eyes. "Okay, okay." Lowering herself into her car and shutting her door, she waited until she saw him get into his truck before starting her car and pulling away. The car ride home was spent mostly belting to the radio. And once, yelling to herself at some guy who cut her off. Regardless, pulling into the driveway and seeing that her dad's car was not yet there, made her smile. Meant they could get in some couch time before he got home. As she got out of her car and shut the door, she looked down the street to see if Finn was close behind before going into her house.

Finn waited for Natalie to pull out of the parking lot before he started his truck and made a turn toward her house. He had one stop to make, wanting to do something kind of nice for her. They were just grocery store flowers that cost ten bucks, but they looked kind of pretty and he had a feeling that even if she wasn't the kind of girl who liked flowers, Natalie would like these. Or at least he hoped as he pulled up in front of her house. She was sitting on the porch step, he assumed waiting for him. "Sorry." He grabbed the flowers before running around the front of the truck. "I had to make a stop for these." He held them up to her, a hopeful look on his face. "I know they're not like fancy roses or anything special like that. Just pretty flowers for my girl."

Natalie didn't mind waiting, although she was starting to worry. She took out her phone and answered a few texts. Called her dad to see if he'd be late getting home and to let him know she'd probably be out when he did but that there was something in the freezer for him to heat up for dinner. She'd just said her goodbyes when Finn finally pulled up and her smile was back. Standing to greet him, she only made two steps before she was halted in her tracks by his sweet gesture. The look on her face could only be described as that of pure awe as she took the flowers from him and buried her whole nose in them just like she'd seen in all the movies. It really was like a reflex, she found. They didn't have much scent but the petals were soft against her nose and the tickling made her giggle. "This is the sweetest thing any guy has ever done for me." she beamed, reaching for his hand so she could tug him down for a soft kiss before leading him up to her porch. Quickly, she took out her keys and let them both in, immediately laughing as Stark practically tripped down the stairs to get to them.

Finn hadn't known how she was going to react but her practically wearing the flowers like a hockey mask was more than he expected. The kiss she gave to thank him, however, was more than welcome. He was about to try and say something witty when she tugged him into the house and the dog attacked them. "He's probably been waiting to go outside." He crouched to give Stark a little scratch behind his ears. "Why don't I take him so you can put those in water?"

Natalie reluctantly let go of his hand so he could do just that, heading towards the kitchen with her flowers. "Mmkay. Try not to miss me too much." she teased, disappearing behind the wall. She took out a vase they hardly used and that her dad probably didn't even know they had, filled it with water and cut the stems of the flowers at an angle before rearranging them inside. On her way out to carry them into the living room, she stopped at the fridge and grabbed them each a Gatorade. After setting the vase on the coffee table she flopped onto the couch and just looked at them, contrasted against the backdrop of her empty fireplace, and smiled.

Finn put the dog on his leash before making his exit. "I won't have to try too hard." Not that Stark was going to really give him the chance, the dog finding a spot to do his quickly. They were back inside, with Finn going one way and Stark going the other, in what felt like less than a minute. He took his time, however, watching Natalie ogle her flowers like a giddy school girl. "You really like those, huh?" He slipped into the room and down next to her on the sofa. "I can't imagine what'd happen if I got you really nice ones."

Natalie's head snapped to him as he re-entered, reaching an arm out, eager to have him back next to her. "These are super nice ones. More expensive doesn't mean better." she explained, shimmying her whole body to tuck into his side. She'd always been real easy to please and didn't believe material things were all that important. Sure, they were nice. And she loved getting presents. But it was just stuff. Actions and words and moments are what made things special. "So. Do I gotta pretend to ask you about watching T.V. or playing a game? Or can we just skip right to cuddling and kissing?" With her bottom lip between her teeth, she looked right up into his eyes with her neck craned, goofily wiggling her eyebrows in a suggestive way. Of course, then she had to laugh at herself. But she was feeling light. Happy.

Finn liked how Natalie seemed to look at things. He never felt the need to impress her because she seemed to be able to find something beautiful in just about anything. It was actually kind of contagious, the flowers starting to almost look different to him when she talked. The thoughts, however, were quickly put out of his mind when she mentioned the T.V. and kissing. Even if he did almost laugh at her goofy eyebrows. "We can always just skip to the kissing." One arm slipped around her as his other hand moved along her tilted chin to her cheek. His lips moved to hers, then against them in a slow and steady exchange. He liked kissing her in any way he could, be he always liked savoring the first moments. Those were the ones he thought about when they were apart, mostly because they never lasted long. Still, they were amazing.

Natalie could kiss Finn for hours. Not that she'd had the chance to actually try and succeed, thus proving her theory--but she was pretty sure she definitely could. The way his lips felt against hers could make her forget anything and everything around her, just for the sake of focusing more on how he felt. She could practically pinpoint the areas of his body that let off the most heat and imagine the way her muscles twitched and tremored under his touches. --Oh, crap. It was thoughts like these that always had her moving from kissing, to a ​little​ more than kissing. Slowly, her body started leaning backward, her arms around him in the hopes that his would follow and she could get him to lay with her. Partially above her. The angle allowed for better vantage point to let her hands do a little exploring. Down his chest to his torso, stopping at his hips and moving their way back up.

Finn now got why they had to talk about the sex stuff and how far they could go because as soon as kissing heated up, he knew how easily it could get out of hand and fast. It was so easy for him to move with her, her laying against the sofa with him half on top of her. And when her hands were all over him? It would've been trouble if he didn't know what the rules were. His hand moved from her hip along her side, the slight cover of her forcing him to think about the mailman. His lips parted, his tongue tasting the bottom lip she'd had tucked between her teeth moments ago.

Natalie took the movement of his hands and the parting of his lips as permission. Like access granted, her tongue moved from between her newly parted lips to meet his, slowly at first. She didn't know how to do this very well, and even though she wanted to taste more of him, she didn't wanna slobber all over. slight flicks of her tongue and an adjustment of her hips caused a friction so new to her that she couldn't help but let out a little whimper. With this new tension building, her lips found his a bit more heated as her hand tucked under the low hang of his shirt to caress just the small strip of his bare hip and abdomen available to her now.

Finn was glad that Natalie didn't seem to hesitate when it came to... anything, really. He knew she'd been worried about not knowing a lot of stuff, and maybe not being good at it, but she'd get no complaints from him. The way her tongue moved urged him to let his move lazily against hers. He wasn't sure whether the sound she made was because of the heat of their kiss or the way their bodies seemed to rub against one another when she shifted. When he felt her soft fingers against his skin, he really didn't care. Mimicking her, he let his hand fall back down her side, his fingers moving just below the hem of her shirt. His thumb moved in a small circle there, her skin feeling smooth and delicate. It was about the best thing he'd ever felt.

Natalie wasn't sure how far they'd be going--heck, this... heavy petting they seemed to be doing wasn't anything in the eyes of most. What she did know was that she liked the sensations she was getting and she didn't feel the need to stop just yet. So she wasn't going to. Arching her back just enough to get some momentum, her hips shifted again and bucked up a bit this time to grind purposely where she'd gotten the most friction before. Another whimper sent her opposite hand from where it had been on his shoulder, to where it now was--tugging at his elbow and beckoning exploring hand further up. She didn't stop until she could feel his thumb at the wire to her bra. It left her breathless.

Finn could've been a lot more surprised about how insistent Natalie about having contact, but he wasn't. They wouldn't have talked about this stuff if she hadn't wanted to try it out. And he was more than happy to give her what she wanted, his hand moving at her urging. It may have been slow, but Finn wanted to give her plenty of time to be comfortable or stop if she wasn't. His palm covered her breast, his thumb smoothing over the front of her bra. His hips followed her slight momentum and pressed down against hers, a groan passing from him as he did.

Natalie had never been touched like this before. Truth be told, she felt a little awkward even touching her own body when washing it in the shower or while dressing it. But something about the way it felt to be touched by someone else... someone so gentle and who obviously cared so much about her comfort level... it was invigorating. With his groan still echoing in her ears, she had to push just a little bit further. It was obvious now that he was liking this, too, and she wanted him to feel as good as she did. This time, when she rocked her hips up against him, on the way down she bent her knees so they could shift to allow her legs to part to either side of him. Now that her thighs were hugging his hips, when she ground upward she got all the right friction in all the right places and let out the first real moan that had ever slipped past her lips. She felt it deep in her throat and stomach which made her smile even to herself at how amazing it was. Her hand in his hair now, tugging a little lightly there, she whispered to him. "A-are you okay? Is th-this okay?"

Finn didn't know how he was going to keep from doing something really stupid, or embarrassing, when her legs were wrapped around him and she was moaning. It was probably the sexiest sound he'd ever heard in his life, like praise he hadn't thought he'd get but he liked. A lot. It made him want things he'd never had but knew he shouldn't want too soon. "Yeah. I'm good." He noted the shakiness in her voice, not knowing if it was good or bad. "Are you?" His lips parted from hers so they could move gently along her jaw, finding a spot on her neck that was irresistible.

Natalie had a very sure and confident answer in mind when he first asked his question. But the moment his lips touched her neck the nerves in her body caused it to come out a bit ore unsure. "Nnnnnyeahh." she whined out, the fingers on one hand slipping in and out of the threads of his hair while the others dug her nails into his side. It cramped with the need to force his hips to do some of the movement, pushing and pulling contradictory to what her own hips were doing and creating the most delicious lull of pleasure. With the boiling in her stomach now reaching an all-time high, she had to squeeze her eyes shut to remain in control of something she didn't even know was happening. "F-finn... somethings...--I, I don't know what's--" Even as she stuttered out her warning, her hips moved faster a bit deeper in their search of the end she was now experiencing. Without any further warning the entirety of her was racked in what she could only describe as bliss. She was sweating under her shirt and panting in the space of his neck where her lips were trembling. Her knees shook as the rolling of her hips slowed to a stop and she could only twitch in the aftermath of what was her first ever orgasm. Oops?

Finn really had no idea what had happened until it had happened. He wasn't even sure what he thought had was... well, what it was. He'd never done that to a girl before and he wasn't entirely sure he had now. All he knew was that she'd moved her hips against him in hard, fast thrusts, and then she was shaking. He looked down at her, his hand smoothing hair off her face as he felt her chest rising against his hand, which was still under her shirt. "Hey." The word was barely a whisper. "I know I said this but... you're okay, right?" In his mind, he was kind of praying that he'd done nothing wrong.

Natalie could only nod, her eyes still closed and her breaths coming out in soft huffs between shaking lips. After a few swipes to them by her tongue, she managed a small smile and another nod. "I'm okay. I'm good. I'm..." The hand that had been in his hair came around to his cheek so she could hold his face in place. Although she couldn't see him, she could feel him there and it made her feel a little better. With softest brush of her lips so his, the weight of what had just happened crashed down on her and the already pink tint of her cheeks had flushed full crimson. "I'm really, really good but really, really embarrassed." she admitted, placing his forehead to hers.

Finn's had slid from under her shirt, feeling like it was kind of out of place there now. "Don't be. It happens." Secretly, he was kind of cocky about the fact that he'd made it happen. Or he'd at least been in on it. He didn't want that to be how she remembered it, though. His forehead against hers, he let their noses bump a little before he pecked her lips gently. "I'm just glad you're good."

Natalie's smile faded just enough to be present, yet deflated the more she thought about how much of a mood killer that was. "You're just all kinds of my firsts, Mr. Hudson." she joked, hoping to lighten the mood to something more comfortable to her still easing body. "Can you just... hold me for a minute?" --and not look at me? She wanted to add that last part for the sake of her burning cheeks, but didn't want to alarm him as to the state of her thoughts. Instead, she tried to shift to the side enough to curl into him. She needed a moment with her thoughts but was not looking forward to the chill she'd feel at separating from him. It was strange, really. How almost right away she felt some sort of attachment to the boy holding onto her. Vulnerability. It only heightened her question of how any girl could be with a guy and feel nothing.