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Solace || Berrington

Date: November 22nd

Location: Dalton Academy and The Berry household.

Starring: Rachel Berry and Hunter Clarington ( @cockyclarington )

Notes: After finding out he won’t be going to Colorado for Thanksgiving, Hunter goes to Rachel’s to seek comfort. She invites him over for Thanksgiving dinner the next day to cheer him up and the couple crosses a couple more firsts off their list.

Warnings: NSFW also FEELINGS

Hunter Clarington:

After having received an upsetting phone call from his father where he was advised not to come home for Thanksgiving, Hunter felt utterly alone. He laid in bed, hands crossed behind his head and realized almost everyone had left the dorms to enjoy their long weekend with their families. Looking over at the digital clock on his nightstand, he sighed realizing that had everything gone according to plan, he’d have been on a flight to his hometown to see his parents and his older brother. Instead, he was left alone in his dorm room, wondering what he had done to make himself feel like such a chump.

Getting fed up with feeling this way, he grabbed his motorcycle helmet and set off for a long drive. He already knew where he was going. He knew where he wanted to go and who he wanted to be with. He knew the roads by now like the back of his hand.

After a lengthy two-hour long drive, Hunter killed the engine to his bike when he arrived at Rachel’s home. He hadn’t sent her a warning text that was coming so he knew the girl was still under the impression he was going to Colorado. Still, he walked up to the door and knocked, hoping that she would be home.

Rachel Berry:

Rachel was tucked away inside the Berry’s family home, bustling about in the kitchen to organize the things they needed to still get together for Thanksgiving tomorrow. While her fathers had done well to make up most of the pies and some of the other foods the day before, they still needed to get things ready for dinner that night and the finishing touches for the meal the next day. She was feeling good about their Sectionals rehearsal she’d had with the New Directions that day and she was excited to see her family that night as most of them would be coming in later. She was excited but she was also enjoying the quiet, alone time, knowing she wouldn’t be getting anymore of it until at least Saturday night-- or even Sunday, when she could see Hunter again.

The shorter’s ears perked up when she heard a knock on the door, checking the time and furrowing her brow. None of her family should be getting in until well after dark, and she knew it wasn’t either one of her dads. She was just in the middle of peeling the potatoes for her father’s famous yam casserole, so she placed down the knife and wiped her hands off on the apron that was tied tightly around her waist. “Coming!” She said as she made her way to the door, opening it up. A mix of emotions ran through her and it showed obviously on her face. Hunter was the last person she expected to see-- figuring he was on a plane halfway to Colorado. “Hunt?” Her mouth flickered, unsure of how to feel. The moment she laid her eyes on him she knew something was wrong, so her mouth settled into a gentle line, her forehead wrinkling. “Wh-what’s wrong? Are you okay?” She asked, stepping forward to place her hands on his arms, looking for any signs of him being hurt, shaking her head.

Hunter Clarington:

After Hunter had knocked, he had shoved his hands into his pockets and was looking down at the ground. When the door opened up to reveal Rachel, his expression brightened but only slightly so. It was always a delight to lay eyes on his girlfriend. “Hey,” he greeted her with a smile that didn’t quite reach his face and he shook his head when Rachel reached out to him. “I’m-I’m fine, I’m fine,” he assured her. Without another word, he wrapped his arms around her and brought her in for a tight hug. He was grateful for her. He was grateful that he felt like he could come and see her whenever he needed it. Just having her there in front of her made him feel much better than sitting alone in his room.

When they separated, Hunter kept his eyes downcast albeit his best efforts to hide his true emotions. “You look cute in your apron-- You getting ready for Thanksgiving in there?” He asked, trying out a little small talk with his compliment. His smirk came across forced and he furrowed his brow when he realized it. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to just show up unannounced,” he shook his head again and took a step back, biting down on his bottom lip. “I just wanted to see you.”

Rachel Berry:

The worried look on Rachel’s face stayed put as she hugged Hunter tightly, not letting go of him even as he pulled away, her hands still on his arms to touch him, rubbing them soothingly as she looked up at him. When he mentioned her apron, she glanced down, completely forgetting within the past few seconds what she had been doing. “Oh,” She shook her head, reaching behind her to undo the apron, placing it on the table next to the door. “Yeah, I was just getting some stuff ready so Hiram and LeRoy don’t have to do it all tonight by themselves.” She explained quickly, waving her hand as if it didn’t matter.

“Don’t be silly-- you’re always welcome here.” Rachel said, placing her hands on his arms again to continue rubbing them slowly. She knew something was wrong, she could see right through him and she knew whatever it was must’ve had to do with his family or else he’d be gone by now. “I’m very happy to see you, Warbler.” She smiled lovingly as him, she wasn’t going to push him further-- she knew if she got him feeling even a little bit better he would let her in. “You know what?” She said with a sweet smile, leaning up to kiss him softly, patting his arms before grabbing her phone and slipping on her shoes over her maroon tights. “I could use a ride right now. You wanna take me up to our place?” Rachel knew that riding his motorcycle through the winding roads helped Hunter clear his head and she knew that his spot, turned their spot, would be just where he’d want to go if he was down. “I need a break from all of this cooking.” She nodded, grabbing his leather jacket that she left handing on the coat rack and slipping it on before ushering him out of her house, the food forgotten about on the counter. Hunter was important right now. “C’mon handsome.” She laced her fingers with his, tugging him towards his Ducati.

Hunter Clarington:

Hunter felt a little bit better when Rachel insisted that he was always welcome but he still felt and looked tense. When Rachel suggested the two of them get out of there and go for a drive, his mood lightened a bit and he nodded at her with a slight smile. “Yeah, I’d really like that,” he answered honestly, his voice quiet and subdued. He turned around to get on his bike, focusing more on the drive and the fact that he was with his girlfriend, and less on his negative feelings. Now that he was with Rachel, everything would be better. It was still daylight so they wouldn’t be able to stargaze and it was still a couple of hours away from sunset. That was okay for Hunter, though, because right now he felt like not even that would be enough to relieve him of what was plaguing him.

They arrived at the park where they stargazed on their first date and even though the playground had a few kids playing on and around it, their picnic table was vacant. Hunter took a seat and invited Rachel to sit with him. “Thanks for coming out here with me,” he told his girlfriend, staring down at his feet. “You can probably guess from the fact that I’m here that I’m not going to be spending Thanksgiving in Colorado.”

Rachel Berry:

Rachel didn’t hesitate to put on her helmet and take her spot on his bike after he was seated, holding onto Hunter tight as they took off. Her chest felt a bit tight and her heart was beating slightly faster than normal--- she was worried about him and about what might’ve happened. She feared the worst possible thing-- a thousand things running through her mind as the bike growled under them as they winded through the back roads to the park they’d come to on their first date and multiple times since. It had become their spot to hang out when they wanted to just be alone without parents or roommates in the way. She hugged tightly against her boyfriend halfway through their right to let him know she was there.

Once they were in their spot, Rachel sat next to Hunter, slipping her arm around his and sitting as close as possible. She didn’t pay attention to anything else around them, her eyes glued to him as she waited for him to speak. “Of course, Hunt. I’d go anywhere with you.” She said softly before he told her that he wasn’t going, she nodded. “What happened?”

Hunter Clarington:

Hunter was tight-lipped at first, eyes still glued to his shoes as he repeated the conversation with his father over and over in his head. He knew he wasn’t especially close to his family because he’d boarded at military schools and now Dalton but the holidays were something special. They were a chance for him to reconnect and spend time with the family he remembered from his childhood years. Especially after the evening he had spent with Rachel and her parents, having such a great time singing and laughing with them, he just wanted to feel the same way with his family.

“My parents told me not to come home.” Hunter said. His expression was blank as he said the words and the feeling sat heavily in his heart. He hated that the sentence made his parents sound so horrible so he tried to explain himself further. “My brother wasn’t able to get home so my parents thought a romantic getaway was a better idea. So I’m still here, in Ohio.”

Raising his head then to look up at the playground, not really noticing anything especially but just kind of staring somewhere far off, he let out a mirthless chuckle. His laugh sounded empty and broken. He turned his head towards Rachel, looking in her worried eyes. “But hey, I’m used to it, right? I’ve been in boarding schools for the past ‘however-many’ years… I should be used to feeling like this by now.”

Rachel Berry:

Rachel’s face fell even further as Hunter explained the situation to her and she felt her stomach sink. She knew how much Hunter was looking forward to going home for the holiday-- how much he wanted to see his family. She knew that the relationship he had with them wasn’t anything like the one she had with her parents but she knew that they still meant a lot to him. When Hunter’s eyes met hers she could see the sadness behind the blank look--her heart breaking at the words that rolled off his tongue. He shouldn’t be used to feeling like that. No one ever should-- but especially him.

She slipped her arm away from his so she could wrap it around him, pulling him close to her so she could hug him sideways. “Hey, no.” She whispered. “No you shouldn’t-- baby…” Her voice wrapped around the petname softly, only loud enough for him to hear as she held him close. “I’m sorry- I know how much you were looking forward to this week.” Rachel ran her hand up and down his back soothingly, wanting to comfort him as much as she could, knowing whatever she did or said wouldn’t make the feelings go away. She just wanted to make it better. She wanted to be that person for him that made him feel okay just like he did for her.

“Hunt,” She said just as softly and just as lovingly as the petname before. “It’ll be okay-- you know, your family, they just--” She didn’t have any words to make this better, she didn’t have any excuse or reasonable reason why they would do this the day he was leaving. She hated that she was already having negative feelings towards Hunter’s parents before she even had the chance to meet them. With a heavy sigh, Rachel leaned to press a kiss against his temple as the obvious plan popped in her head automatically. “Hey, you know what? You’ll come spend the day and night at my house.” She smiled at him, rubbing his back a little more. “You can spend Thanksgiving with us-- almost my whole family will be there. I know that Hiram and LeRoy will be thrilled to have you over and to show you off to the rest of my family.” The shorter nudged him gently.

Hunter Clarington:

When Rachel wrapped her arm around him, Hunter leaned into her touch. He felt comfort in being with her and he placed his hand on her thigh, his thumb rubbing in small, imaginary circles. He knew he probably looked and sounded pathetic for complaining about his family issues but he liked that he didn’t have to worry about his image when he was with Rachel. Hearing Rachel’s reassuring and comforting words made him feel better. The way he felt when talking to his father and when talking to Rachel were like night and day; he didn’t feel wanted when it came to his parents and Rachel made him feel the exact opposite. He knew he’d made the right decision in going to her by the way she was able to lift his spirits.

“I couldn’t possibly impose, Rach,” Hunter murmured when she suggested him coming over and spending Thanksgiving with her and her family. “It’s one thing to have dinner with you and your parents but Thanksgiving is for family. I know how much that means to you.” Though he was grateful to his girlfriend for inviting him over for the holiday and the prospect of getting to spend more time with her and meeting all her relatives, he wanted to be considerate. Being there at dinner with her meant he could pose a potential distraction from her and her family members and if they were only coming over for Thanksgiving, he wasn’t going to tear her away from that limited amount of time. God knew he wished he could’ve had any time-- even extremely limited time-- with his own family. “I mean, I’d really love to spend Thanksgiving with you but--” he shook his head as he realized his emotions were about to get the better of him. He huffed out a short breath and decided to be frank. “You make me jealous.” He told her, and he knew he sounded awful for saying so but he couldn’t help himself. “You and your family make me wish--” he cut himself off again and sighed. The next time he spoke, his voice came out quieter and smaller than he had ever heard himself speak. “I wish I had your family.”

Rachel Berry:

Rachel looked at Hunter as he spoke, listening to his words because she knew that he would absolutely decline at first. Hunter knew how much he meant to her-- but he really didn’t have any idea. He didn’t realize that her being in love with him and wanting to be with him forever meant that she was absolutely willing to do everything with and for him. Nodding her head as she rubbed his back, he let him speak. When he told her he was jealous, she felt a twist in her stomach, a twinge of guilt even though she had nothing to be guilty for. He heart broke into even tinier pieces when he confessed that he wished her family was his. Looking down for a moment, Rachel chewed on her lip a bit before speaking. “I’m sorry.” Was all she could really say-- she knew that an apology wasn’t what he was looking for, but she didn’t want to just say nothing to what he said.

With another soft sigh, Rachel put her finger under Hunter’s chin to make him look at her, looking at him sweetly. “Hunter,” She began, her voice gentle. “I know that you don’t have the best relationship with your parents and I know that I have a really weirdly close one with mine-- and I’m sorry that your mom and dad bailed on you. I really am, that’s absolutely horrible of them to do.” Shaking her head gently, Rachel looked right into his eyes to make sure he heard the next words that came out of her mouth. “But you, Hunt, you’re my family now. You are a part of my family.” She brushed her thumb over his jawline as she moved her hand to cup his face. “You’re family and if you miss Thanksgiving-- your new dads will absolutely be devastated.” She smiled at him sweetly, adding that last part in there to hopefully make him laugh.

Hunter Clarington:

Hunter didn’t know what to say. He hadn’t expected Rachel to sympathize with him as he definitely hadn’t expected Rachel to call him family. Hearing the word made his heart melt and it was as if whatever was broken inside of him was carefully being pieced together by the wonderful girl sitting in front of him. “Family,” he parroted in a quiet voice, mostly to himself. It was difficult to wrap his mind around the fact that Rachel so easily accepted him into her family. He could already picture her fathers insisting he stay for dinner and join in on the family antics with the whole extended Berry family. Hunter raised his hand and placed it over Rachel’s on his face, leaning into her touch.

“Well, I don't want to devastate your dads,” Hunter said with a small laugh. His smile only grew when Rachel giggled at him and he closed the space between them to give her a sweet kiss. “I really appreciate you,” he told her, giving her hand a slight squeeze. “I don't know what I would've done if you hadn't been here for me. I’d probably be sulking in my room all weekend.”

Knowing that his Thanksgiving was now salvaged and he had the honor of spending it with the Berry's turned his mood around for the better. He was smiling again and he felt restored.

Rachel Berry:

A grin spread across Rachel’s face as Hunter genuinely smiled at her, it made her feel happy that she could lift his spirits so easily, she had no idea she had the power she did. Caressing his cheek gently as he kissed her, smiling against his lips. “Good.” She said softly, raising her eyebrows as she gave him a look. “Because you know how stubborn I am, you were going to come one way or another.” Rachel giggled again, nuzzling against him.

“What do you say we go on to Dalton, pack you a bag, I'll call my dads so they don't worry-- and we'll head home, okay?” She said as she smiled at him, nodding her head. Getting up from her spot on the picnic table to stand in front of him, cupping his face. “I really, really care about you, Hunt.” She said, looking into his eyes before she pressed her lips against his forehead. Taking his hands, she pulled him from the table to bring him into a tight hug.

Hunter Clarington:

“I say that that sounds like a very good idea,” Hunter agreed. When she got up from her place on the picnic table to stand in front of him, he looked up at her with the gentlest of smiles, letting her words really sink in. His forehead tingled where she'd kissed him and he let out a satisfied hum. Eagerly getting to his feet when she took hold of both his hands, Hunter opened up his arms to bring her into a great hug. She felt so small in his arms so it was wonder how he also felt like this was biggest hug he'd ever received.

“I really care about you too, Rach.” He gave her hand one more squeeze before guiding her back to his motorcycle. The long drive back to Dalton really helped to clear his head even more as he thought less about his disappointing family and more about being with Rachel and meeting all of her family members. When they arrived at Dalton and got to his room, the negative feelings creeped back from the back of his mind. His bag that he'd packed for his intended trip was still sitting in the middle of the floor and his boarding pass was still on his desk.

Rachel Berry:

Once they arrived at Hunter’s room, Rachel took a moment to send her dads a text to update them and ask them if Hunter could come over and stay- of course they agreed. As she stepped into the room, she could feel her boyfriend's mood lower back down slightly and she looked around and noted the reasons. Taking it upon herself to help him out, Rachel moved to stash the boarding pass away out of sight and take his bag, picking it up and placing it on the bed. “Now, you'll need things long enough to stay until you leave for Sectionals so it's up to you if you want to take your uniform or not.” She explained as she unpacked his bag just to re-pack it better, making sure he had everything he needed. “My dads insisted you stay as long as you need, because the couch is all yours.”

After Rachel was finished packing Hunter’s bag, she placed it by the door, going over to him with a sweet smile, taking his hands and looking up at him. “Hey,” she said with a soft voice as she looked into his eyes. “It's going to be okay. It's just a regular Thursday and you're going to spend time with me and our family and we are going to have a wonderful weekend together, okay?” She said before cupping his face and bringing him into a kiss.

Hunter Clarington:

Hunter appreciated that his girlfriend was the type to take charge and call the shots because if he showed even a bit of hesitation, Rachel was right there to give him the push he needed. It was especially true in this case because as soon as she had made a move to put away his boarding pass to be forgotten, he suddenly felt better. “I'll, uh, I guess I'll bring my uniform with me so I can go straight to the competition from your place,” Hunter decided, going to his closet to pull out his completely uniform for Sectionals. Spending the rest of the week and possibly even the weekend sounded like a lot of fun even though it still made him feel like he might be imposing. When Rachel told him otherwise and reminded him that he was family now, however, Hunter relented and went right ahead with making sure he had everything he needed that he wouldn't need to come back to the empty Dalton halls or his room until after the long weekend.

After everything was packed and Rachel had approached him to hold his hands and say even more reaffirming words, Hunter nodded again in agreement. He noticed that she had called her family our family and the fact made him feel very loved. He kissed her back passionately, unable to express the level of his gratitude and emotion with words. Rachel was so wonderful and she had gone out of her way so much for him and he wasn't quite sure what he had done in life to be awarded that. When they broke away from the kiss, Hunter stared lovingly into Rachel’s deep brown eyes, where he found the sun and their surrounding autumn colors streaming in from the window complementing the meld of copper against honey in two perfect orbs that reminded him of sunset itself. He felt he was like in an enchanting fairytale where this was the part where he would fall in love with her.

Except he was already in love with her. And he wanted her to know this for a fact now rather than later.

“Rachel, I love you.”

Rachel Berry:

Rachel happily melted into the way Hunter kissed her, letting herself lean against his chest, her hands resting on the taller’s chest. She hummed happily as their kiss ended and she bit her lip, looking into his eyes as he looked at her, a flutter in her stomach. The tension that seemed to follow them around everywhere they went began to build as they gazed lovingly at one another.

The words were dancing on the edge of her teeth again and she wanted to tell him. She wanted him to know that she wasn't going anywhere. She was his for as long he'd have her.

She figured, however, that this moment would end just as the previous moments did and they would go one more day without saying it. But this time Hunter didn't hold back-- he said it. He said it. Rachel's heartbeat stopped along with the entire world around them. Hunter loved her. Nothing else in the entire word mattered in that moment except for him and her and the fact that he loved her. A fire rushed up from the tip of her toes all the way to her cheeks, painting them red. She felt her eyes burning, threatening to water with tears of happiness as she left herself feel every single bit of the emotions that she was suddenly overcome with. “Hunt,” She whispered quietly, her brown eyes melting with his, pulling him closer to her. With her hands cupping his face, she brushed her thumbs over his cheeks. “I love you, too.” She said clearly before pulling him in once more to capture his lips In an extremely passionate kiss, slowly-- lovingly. All of those emotions translated through perfectly.

“I am so in love with you.”

Hunter Clarington:

Watching Rachel’s reaction after he had proudly proclaimed his love to her had Hunter laughing, his voice caught up in a warmth he hadn't recognized before. He loved that Rachel pulled out sides of him he had either cast aside or didn't even know existed. Wrapping his arms around Rachel's slender waist, he kissed her with a fervor and passion that he poured all his love for her into. “I love you,” he said again, lips against hers as he pulled her into another kiss. “I love you so much.” As if saying so the first time had opened the floodgates, Hunter found he couldn't stop confessing his feelings for the girl. He was so caught up in her and his feelings for her.

He pulled away from their intense kisses to catch his breath and he chuckled softly, eyes crinkling as he smiled. “You're my everything.” He told her. He wanted her to know that this love meant he would be with her for as long as humanly possible. He would follow her to New York and he would do everything in his power to make her happy-- to never regret her choice to be with him.

Chuckling again, just because he was just so happy, he leaned in again to capture Rachel's lips in another kiss. He leaned his forehead against hers and sighed with content. He wanted to remember this moment forever and hold it close to his heart. Nobody would ruin what he had with Rachel.

Rachel Berry:

Rachel giggled against Hunter’s lips as he laughed, kissing him back, matching his passion. Kissing him over and over again as he said the words once more then twice more. “I love you, so much.” She parroted his words as a million-pound weight was lifted from her shoulders. Her heart felt as if it was growing as she looked Hunter, the way he looked at her as if she was the most precious thing in the world to him.

She almost melted right into a puddle there on the floor when he confessed that she was his everything. No one had ever said that or anything like that to her before, she felt undeserving and yet so happy. With her heart beating fast in her chest and the butterflies multiplying tenfold, Rachel chuckled softly, her eyes stinging a little more as she was overcome with even more emotion. “Hunter, you've been everything to me since you kissed me the first time.” She whispered barely loud enough for him to hear. “Even if I didn't realize I loved you yet-- you were still all I thought about.” Rachel shook her head, sniffling softly, her fingers curling around the fabric of his shirt as if she was trying to bring him even closer. “I'd-I'd go anywhere with you, do anything for you.” Chuckling softly, the brunette smiled wide again. “I love you, Hunt.”

As soon as the words fell from her lips once more, Rachel kissed Hunter again, differently this time- deeper, sensual. She needed him closer. She was so desperately in love with the Warbler and she needed him. She needed to feel him. As close as possible.

Hunter Clarington:

Hunter grinned wide when he was told he was also Rachel's everything. He loved knowing the power he had over her and how much she trusted him. He knew she had given him her everything, quite literally. It made him elated to learn that he had her falling for him as early as the first time they had kissed each other. The boost to his confidence was welcomed and he encouraged the feeling. “I love you too,” he said again, quieter this time as she drew him in for a sensual, needy kiss. With a moan as he recognized how sexually charged the kiss was, Hunter slowly guided Rachel back to his bed without their lips ever leaving each other.

When the back of his legs hit the edge of the bed, he pulled her down onto the mattress with her on top of him. “Want you,” he demanded, pulling his shirt over his head to reveal his chiseled body. “Want you right now.” He could already feel his heart beating faster in his chest.

Rachel Berry:

Rachel grinned against her boyfriend's lips as he began to lead her towards the bed, pulling her down on top of him. She moved to straddle him, helping him to rid of his shirt between kissing him, kissing him harder and more desperately every time their lips met again. Only parting again so she could rid of the clothing on her top half, leaving her in only her bra. The tiny brunette moaned against the man’s mouth as she kissed him- she felt so needy for him. Desperate. It was different than the first two times they had sex-- somehow it was different. it felt like more.

Getting up from her position, she stood up on the bed above him to rid of her shorts and tights so she was in her underwear-- kneeling down on the bed to undo his pants to help him take them off. She wanted him, she needed him. An ache in her lips let her know that it had been entirely too long since she'd kissed him last, so she took her place back on his lap, straddling him once again. “Mmm.” She moaned softly as she rolled her hips down against him, biting her lip and looking into his eyes before kissing him again.

Something was different about Rachel and the was she held herself versus the first time they'd had sex. She didn't feel or seem like the virgin who didn't know what she was doing. She knew exactly what she was doing and she knew what she wanted. “Touch me,” she breathed against his lips, taking his hands and placing them roughly on her bra covered breasts, encouraging him to squeeze them, another moan falling from her mouth.

Hunter Clarington:

Hunter watched Rachel in a lust-driven daze as she undressed herself and helped him to remove his slacks. After toeing off his shoes, he was left naked with the exception of his underwear. “Fuck, Rach,” he whispered harshly under his breath as she guided his hands onto her tits. It was amazing how a couple rounds of sex had changed her demeanor when it came to the act itself. It was so fucking attractive to actually witness the girl gaining confidence to take action the more she had sex with him. Doing as he was told, he gave Rachel’s tits a firm squeeze, nibbling on his lip as he felt his cock harden under the girl’s weight.

He leaned up to undo her bra, throwing it aside before he replaced his hands where they belonged. “You're really fucking beautiful like this,” he told her, grabbing at her tits again and kneading them in his hands. “Your tits are perfect. You're perfect.” He brushed his thumbs over her nipples and felt them harden under his touch, only further turning him on. He kissed her with a neediness as he felt his erection getting painfully hard. He tried to roll his hips up against her, seeking friction. “Need you,” he mumbled against her lips.

Rachel Berry:

A soft groan escaped Rachel as Hunter grabbed her, rolling her hips down to feel the friction between their hot bodies. A gasp caught in her throat as his thumbs moved over her nipples, a shiver running through her body. The way he touched her and the way he spoke to her made her body catch fire. “You're perfect.” Her voice was low as she smiled deviously at him.

Once again taking matters into her own hands, Rachel moved to rid of their underwear and she reached into his nightstand for a condom. Biting her lip, she paused as she was knelt between his legs, eyeing his growing erection. She had been building up the courage to try something new with him and she felt confident enough in that moment with her sexually charged energy to give it a shot. She sat the condom aside, letting her teeth drag over her bottom lip, scooting closer to him. "Hey, Hunt?” She asked, wrapping her hand around the base of Hunter’s cock, holding on with just enough pressure to make it feel good for him as she slowly moved her hand up and then back down again, making eye contact with her lover. “Can...I try something?” Her devious smile found its way back to her face.

Hunter Clarington:

With Hunter completely naked, he let out a soft breath of relief with his cock now fully exposed. He licked his lips with anticipation for what was coming next as Rachel reached over to his nightstand to pull out a condom. What he didn't expect next was for her to grab ahold the base of his hard cock, sending jolts of mild pleasure up his body. It hardened in her hand and he whined softly at the feeling. He barely even registered the fact that she was speaking to him and he looked up at her and the corner of his mouth quirked when he noticed the look on her face. This wasn't the Rachel he had first met whom didn't know a single thing about sex. He was discovering a whole new Rachel all over again.

“What, babe? What do you want to try?” he asked her, his mind reeling with a dozen different things the two of them could be doing that might've been deemed “out of the norm”. He reached out to her and ran a hand up and down her side, wanting to show her he was willing to try anything that she wanted as long as she felt good while doing it. This new adventurous side to Rachel was very appealing and he liked that he was the only one who got to experience it, first-hand.

Rachel Berry:

Rachel let herself note how his bare erection felt in her hand. It was the first time she'd ever technically touched one or seen one really-- the last two times they had sex it had happened so quickly that she really didn't even pay too much attention. When Hunter answered her with his own smirk, rubbing her side, she felt encouraged and she just gave him a soft nod before taking a breath, her nerves barely showing on the outside as she wanted to seem confident in her abilities even if she wasn't. “I just...want to try something and if I do a terrible job you can stop me and guide me in the right direction, it won't hurt my feelings.” She informed him as she moved her hand slowly once more before leaving her hand around the base of his cock.

Rachel licked her lips as she positioned herself a little more comfortably between his legs before leaning down to lick a solid, decently pressured line up his shaft. Her brown eyes watched, gauging his reaction before she moved on to wrap her lips around the head of his already throbbing member. All of the information she had learned was going through her head about tongue, no teeth, sucking- but not too hard. She went slowly at first to make sure she was doing an okay job before taking more of him into her mouth, sucking him gently at first, listening for his approval to keep going.

Hunter Clarington:

Hunter quirked a brow at Rachel’s vague question and he frowned only slightly, thinking to himself that there couldn't be anything Rachel could do that she would be horrible at. When Rachel moved her hand once more he let out another heavy breath, his pleasure increasing. He watched with wide eyes as Rachel shifted herself lower on the bed and realization hit him all at once what was about to happen. Before he could say anything, her tongue was pressing and laving up the length of his cock. He grit his teeth and closed his eyes as his head fell back against the pillows and groaned out a fuck yes when she wrapped her gorgeous lips around the head.

“Baby, you're doing so good,” he encouraged her, his hand reaching down and running through her hair. “You can go faster-- please.” The wet heat of her mouth sucking gently at just the tip of his throbbing cock was almost like torture; he wanted her to take more of him into her mouth. His toes curled as he felt his insides twisting up inside of him, urging to give him more.

Rachel Berry:

Rachel hummed against her boyfriend as he praised her, her stomach fluttering at the way he sounded- it was different than when they were having full-on sex and it was extremely attractive. She did as Hunter wished and she took more of him into her mouth, sucking a little harder as she began to move her head up and down faster.

As Rachel found a nice rhythm she was comfortable with and that Hunter seemed pleased with, she ran her free hand up the inside of Hunter’s thigh. Though a blow job wasn't exactly romantic per-se, her touch was loving and gentle, letting him know that she was there to take care of him. She wanted to be the one who made him feel good. She wanted to make him feel so good that this blowjob would be the one he thought about when he was alone in bed, or thinking about the best sex he ever had.

Rachel moved a little bit faster, every other time her head went down she took in a little bit more of Hunter, the hand that was crawling up his thigh settling on the bed to help her keep stable as the one around the base of his cock slid down to caress his balls gently, testing the waters. She wanted to know all of the things that drove her man crazy.

Hunter Clarington:

The thing about a blowjob-- especially one received in a plane position-- it gave the one giving all the power. Hunter was completely at Rachel’s mercy. She set the speed, the pressure, and she had all the ability to give and to take away. So when Rachel sucked more of Hunter’s length into the indescribable heat of her mouth, the man let out a soft groan. He could feel his muscles tensing and with his free hand he reached up behind him to grasp at the headboard. “Rach…” he called out to his girlfriend, screwing his eyes shut as he tried his best to hold on. He wanted the pleasure to last as long as possible before he blew his load.

Her touch was so gentle and caring and he could sense that. He huffed out a breath as he looked down at her and he met her gaze as she eagerly took him into her mouth. When she fondled his balls, a whole new sensation of pleasure shot through him and he felt the muscles in his stomach tensing. “Rach, g-gonna--” he called out to her again, this time his voice more urgent. A warning. He weighed under her, the fingers entwined in her hair tightening and gently tugging as he bucked his hips up into her mouth.

As her rhythm continued and little moans of encouragement spurred him on, it didn't take much else until Hunter was coming. Every muscle in his body tensed until he was shaking, his orgasm hitting him like a freight train. He came with a loud shout, mumbling Rachel's name as his hips bucked erratically.

Rachel Berry:

Rachel was pleased with herself for doing so well that Hunter was already close to his orgasm. At his warning, she moved quicker, moaning against him to encourage him to come. She had always planned to keep going until he had an orgasm, wanting him to love every moment of it.

Surprisingly, Rachel didn't hate this. She actually enjoyed making Hunter feel good selflessly. It turned her on to hear him groan her name, causing her to become even wetter than she already had been.

As Hunter came in Rachel's mouth she swallowed what he gave her, moving in rhythm as his hip movements, doing her best to stay as graceful and sexy as possible as she sucked him practically dry. She didn't stop until she had to because he was becoming sensitive, slowly pulling her mouth from him, looking up at him with her dark eyes, licking her lips as she straddled him again, being careful not to sit on his crotch, sitting right above it on his lower stomach. Biting her lip, she ran her hands down his chest, raising her eyebrows. “So? Was that okay?” She asked sweetly, knowing damn good and well she had done a good job.

Hunter Clarington:

As Rachel sucked him off and swallowed whatever she could, Hunter watched with lust-blown eyes. He licked his lips and whined when he began to grow flaccid and sensitive. He kept his eyes trained on her as she pulled her lips off of him and moved back to straddle him. He laughed heartily at her question and nodded. “More than okay, Rach,” he replied with a satisfied smirk, “That was amazing.” He reached up with his hand to cup the side of her face before meeting her for a tender kiss. The best part of Rachel sucking him off for the first time meant she would only get better as she became more acquainted with his body and his physical tells. “So amazing,” he murmured his praise, hands moving down to touch and squeeze her tits again. He watched her reaction as he touched her-- felt arousal stir inside of him as she moved her body against his.

It would take a little while until could go for another round but that didn’t mean he couldn’t make Rachel feel good or take care of her in the meantime. With one hand still kneading one of her tits, the other trailed down her body, touching in a way that he knew would send a chill up her spine. “... Wanna make you feel amazing, too,” his voice came out heavy and sultry, as if he was intoxicated because of Rachel. His hand eventually reached her cunt and delving two fingers between her labia, he was met with a slick wet he hadn’t been expected. “Oh, baby, so wet, just for me,” Hunter praised her again, pressing against her clit.

Rachel Berry:

Rachel couldn’t help the grin that spread across her face when Hunter told her she’d done amazing. She felt very proud of herself for having made him feel so good. Chills rose all over her body at the feeling of Hunter’s soft touch, a quiet groan crawled up and out of her throat as he kneaded her tit, a warm feeling tingling in her stomach at the sensation. She never knew how good it could feel just to be touched that way- it was arousing enough as it was, but then Hunter’s other hand slipped between their bodies and his fingers slipped against her wetness. The moment his fingers came in contact with her sensitive bundle of nerves, Rachel’s forehead wrinkled and her eyes closed as a gasp escaped her.

She was already so turned on from their heated kisses and from the way she’d made Hunter come that she was aching to be touched by him and that little touch wasn’t nearly enough for any kind of relief. “Mmm,” She bit down hard on her lip as her eyes fluttered open to look at him, her cheeks blushing red at the way he spoke to her, a grin tugging her lips. “Only for you.” She whispered, going along with his sexual speaking, the way his words wrapped around her and made her feel like she was his was a turn-on as well.

“Hunt,” Her voice was shaky as she moved against his hand slowly, needing more from him. She knew it would be a few minutes at least before he was ready to go again himself but she needed some relief at least, her hot, wet sex throbbing with need for him. The tiny brunette leaned forward to rest their foreheads together, whining softly before she kissed him-- hot and deep, moving against his fingers again. Her body trembled, so needy for him, any of him. She wanted him to completely take her-- she wanted him to touch her, wanted to feel him everywhere.

Hunter Clarington:

The way they were speaking to one another fueled how possessive Hunter felt about his girlfriend. His. When they were intimate his usual collected composure was thrown out the window and he unabashedly claimed Rachel like she was his property. He had always been a possessive person and when it came to Rachel that fact was no exception. It was arousing and pleasing to the man that the girl was so responsive to him; every little gasp or moan heard only for his ears.

Hunter used his fingers to spread apart Rachel’s pussy lips, licking his lips at the abundant wetness coming out of her. She was always so willing and ready and Hunter jumped at the opportunity to make her feel good. He shoved two fingers into her with ease, immediately feeling her clench down and around him tightly with a vice-like grip. “Just wait until I’m hard again, babe… I’ll fill you up just the way you like it,” he told her, wearing a dark and seductive expression as he slowly slipped his fingers out before roughly shoving them back in. A squelching sound resounded through the room as a result of his action and such sounds should’ve been deemed illegal. “You’ll take me so well, won’t you?” He asked her, teasingly with a tone of innocence behind his voice. He pinched her nipple as he spoke to her, wanting to push her body into overdrive as he flooded her with pleasure.

Rachel Berry:

Rachel’s forehead only wrinkled further as Hunter shoved his fingers into her, it felt so good to have any part of him inside of her and she clenched around him tightly as she licked her lips, moaning softly. Her mouth twitched as his deep voice wrapped around his words and sent shivers down her spine as she rolled her hips against his fingers. The words that rolled off Hunter's tongue caused her clit to throb harder with a craving for more.

The girl moaned louder as the taller pushed his fingers into her harder and pinched her. “Uh-huh.” She whimpered in response to his question, nodding her head as her eyes opened to look at him, whining his name as she tried moved some more, needing more. Her tits bounced a little with her movement before she tossed her head back, taking one of her hands and running it through her hair as she did so, letting it trail down her neck and body. “Mmm, baby,” Her words we soft and low, her voice heavy with arousal and pleasure. Hunter made her feel so fucking good that it was almost enough for her to swear out loud.

Hunter Clarington:

As Rachel moaned and called out to him, Hunter took it as a sign to go faster and harder into her, determined to make her come. Watching her run her hand through her hair, tossing it from one side to the other as she all but bounced up and down on his fingers. He loved the way she called out to him. He loved her wanton voice whining for him to give her more. His cock twitched despite his sensitivity, arousal thrumming through him as he watched Rachel fucking herself on his fingers.

Crooking his fingers at an angle he already knew she liked, he applied a strong amount of pleasure at the sweet spot that had her screaming his name. “Want you to come for me, babe-- think you can do that for me?” he asked her, watching her carefully with a devious look on his face.

Rachel Berry:

As Hunter crooked his fingers inside of her and he hit the sweet spot inside of her, his name flew out of her mouth loudly and ricocheted around the room and her body trembled. Placing her hands on his torso as she moved herself against him harder, nodding her head again in response to his question. “Y-yeah-- just for you.” Rachel whimpered as she felt herself inch closer to the edge.

It only took a few seconds of Hunter pressing against that spot inside of her roughly before her jaw dropped and she reached to grab the headboard as she clenched around his fingers again tighter. Her cheeks were red hot and her body was covered in a thin layer of sweat as she came all over his fingers, the wetness increasing tenfold as her orgasm washed through her. She rode through her orgasm in his fingers, not stopping as she came-- craving more. More, more, more.

Hunter Clarington:

Hunter didn't let up one bit as Rachel grabbed onto the headboard behind him and rode out her orgasm. He furiously fingered her past her climax and continued even as her moans tapered off into little whines and whimpers. He watched as her lips parted and her face screwed together in a mix of overwhelming delight and sensitivity bordering in pain. “That's my girl,” he praised again, his fingers now coated with the wetness that seemed to flow out of her cunt. Only when Rachel seemed to be in more pain than pleasure did Hunter slow his motions and pull out. He brought his fingers up to his mouth and sucked on her spend with an illicit noise. He was hooked on her taste.

With her holding herself up a bit by the headboard, Hunter took the opportunity to reach up and latch onto one of her tits with his lips, his hands on both hips. He knew she would be very sensitive so he sucked gently, teeth grazing against her hot flesh before licking the pert nipple.

Rachel Berry:

Rachel’s breath came out in hot, harsh pants as Hunter continued to finger her past her orgasm, even being so sensitive it still felt good. It felt good even when it was painful, she was addicted to the feeling of being full of him. She shivered again as she watched him lick his fingers clean- it was so dirty, so hot, and she loved it.

Her chest rose and fell as she tried to catch her breath, licking her lips. She barely had a chance to come down from her orgasm when Hunter leaned forward to take her in his mouth. A low groan growled from the back of her throat as a small jolt of pleasure ran through her.

“Mmm, Hunter.” She hummed in pleasure, grinding herself down against him despite being sensitive. Her clit aching for some attention, moaning at the friction. Letting go of the headboard, she took advantage of him being lifted to tug him closer so they were in a sitting position so she could give her arms a rest from holding herself up. Now that she was sitting in his lap she could feel that he was already starting to get hard again, grinning to herself as she felt so good in that moment, wrapping her arms around his neck and tangling her hands in his hair.

Hunter Clarington:

Hunter's lips popped off of Rachel's tit when she ground down against him, the action causing his cock to twitch and harden with interest. “Fuck, Rach,” he murmured to her as he licked her tit before going right back to sucking. He rounded his arms around her frame as she sat in his lap and he could feel her body burning up. He looked up at her and noticed the sweat beaded along her brow and it made him aware that he felt hot too. He looked up with his steely grey eyes and watched the girl’s reaction with every movement of his lips. With such close proximity from the way they were positioned, Hunter could feel Rachel’s fast heartbeat pounding against the inside of her chest.

He moved his hips up as much as he could despite their sitting position and felt her wet sex push down against his hardening cock and knew he was well on his way to an erection to go for round two. He licked his lips as he reared back from Rachel’s supple tits, pressing messy to her neck and jawline and wherever else he could reach. “Wanna be inside of you,” he told her, pressing his hardening cock against her with more force. He reached blindly for the condom Rachel had left on the bed, ripping it open so he could slide it onto himself.

Rachel Berry:

Rachel let out a shudder of a breath as Hunter trailed kisses along her body, leaving a raging fire underneath her skin. When he said those words to her she was absolutely more than ready for him. As Hunter reached for the condom, Rachel moved back to sit between his legs so he could easily slip it on. While she waited for him, she laid back against the bed, propping herself up on her elbows.

She gave him a once over with her lust-filled eyes, licking her lips, spreading her legs in front of him. She was dripping wet and extremely desperate for him. Rachel whined softly, her forehead wrinkling, running one of her hands down her body. “Need you, Hunt.” Her voice was soft, desperate.

Hunter Clarington:

Hunter made quick work of slipping the condom to his now-hard-again erection. When he looked back up at Rachel, she was lying back and he followed her toward the foot of the bed. He had a full, uncensored view of her wet cunt, flushed red and practically begging to be stuffed. When she trailed her hand down her body and whispered that she needed him, he swore he could feel his blood rushing to his cock.

“Need me bad, don't you?” he cooed, pressing a kiss to her lips as he lowered himself until his body was pressing against hers. His hardened member dug into her thigh before he grabbed ahold its base and guided it to Rachel’s entrance. Its blunt tip rested there against her wet and waiting cunt. He teased her a bit as he pressed it there, feeling her clench and open with anticipation for him to stuff her full. He took her hand into his free one, fingers laced and gripping tightly before plunging deep into her with one strong thrust. The surrounding pressure and wet heat was so much to experience at once that he cursed with a harsh breath, stilling once he was balls-deep inside of Rachel.

Rachel Berry:

Rachel just whined in response to his question, returning his kiss as she hooked her legs on hips, slipping her arms around him to pull him closer. “Please,” She begged as she could feel his erection against her leg, she was practically writhing for him by this point. “Baby, please.” She left one of her arms tight around him as he took her other hand. Squeezing his hand tightly as he thrust into her, Rachel clung to him tight and took in a sharp gasp against his ear as he filled her up to the brim.

A low growl - a noise she had never heard herself make before - rumbled out of her mouth as she clenched around him. These moments where they became one was always overwhelming for her and she still wasn't used to it, a wave emotion rolled through her as well as the absolute pleasure that came with him being inside of her. Having sex with Hunter meant much more to her than she ever expected it to- she never knew sex could actually mean something more than just the urge to get off. She knew that saving herself for someone special would make it that much more enjoyable- but it was much more and much better than she had imagined.

Moving herself against him, urging him to move, Rachel let out a harsh breath, whimpering. “Hunter- Hunter, feels so good.” She laid back to look up at him, her forehead wrinkled as she bit her lip. “I love you, I love you so much.” Rachel whispered before leaning up to kiss Hunter again, passionately.

Hunter Clarington:

Hunter kissed Rachel feverishly, every tiny movement amplified with him buried inside of her. Her moving had him rolling his hips down into her, meeting her and deepening each slow thrust. He could feel her open up a little more each time to accommodate his hefty size. “Ugh, fuck, I love you so fucking much,” he growled under his breath as he focused on the rhythm of his movements. Too erratic and he would come too quickly-- too slow and that would be torture for them both. “Love you so much, Rach,” he repeated. He looked down and kept eye contact with her as he repeatedly thrust up inside of her. With just a thin layer of plastic separating them, Hunter never felt so connected to another human being in his life. Never had he ever had sex with someone and it be this intimate. For Hunter, before he'd met Rachel sex had just been sex. It was no big deal. But ever since their first time together, every single time had meant a great deal to him. He knew it meant a great deal to Rachel as well.

“I'm sorry, baby, I'm already so close,” he apologized between panting breaths of air. She just felt too good that it was difficult for him to hold on-- especially after having already come once before not that long ago. With his free hand he reached down to touch Rachel's clit again, hoping doing so would push her towards climax even faster. “Need to come.”

Rachel Berry:

Every sensation she was feeling escalated when Hunter told her he loved her, every thrust, every moment felt so much more intense. When he freed her hand to touch her clit, Rachel groaned loudly, her body shaking with pleasure as he coaxed her towards her orgasm. Knowing that it had been so good for him that he was already so close to his own climax spurred her on even more.

She knew she could come for him at any moment, too, especially by the way he touched her clit. “Harder,” she demanded, her voice wrapped in a desperate sound. She knew that if he went harder it would only be a matter of a few thrusts mixed with the way he furiously rubbed at the wet bundle of nerves before she was screaming his name and clenching around his throbbing erection with an orgasm even more intense than the previous one. Her skin was flushed red all over her body and she was burning up to the touch, her lips parted as harsh pants and pathetic whines and whimpers fell out of her mouth.

Hunter Clarington:

Hunter loved the way Rachel talked to him in bed. She knew exactly what she wanted and while it was hot when she begged for him, it turned him on so well when she told him what to do in such a demanding tone. With a smirk, he rubbed at her clit even harder and his movements grew erratic as he thrust into her in earnest. Pounding into her, he watched her tits jiggle up and down with each movement, her chest rising and falling with each shallow breath of air, and those gorgeous dick-sucking lips of hers parted in such a way that she looked so fucking erotic and beautiful all at once. “Mine, mine, mine, mine!” he chanted like a mantra, getting louder and louder the faster and harder he thrust into her.

He could feel his muscles tensing and his muscles rippled as he passed the point of no return. With a loud shout of Rachel's name, Hunter was emptying his load. His second orgasm was even stronger than the first as he threw his head back and when he closed his eyes, he saw stars. He didn't stop as he came into her, thrusting even beyond his limits as it was becoming sensitive.

Rachel Berry:

Rachel's entire body was engulfed in flames as Hunter fucked her harder and faster, letting her and the entirety of Dalton Academy know that she was his. As his orgasm hit and she came all around him she clung to him tighter, digging her nails into his skin, leaving her mark on his back as he continued to thrust into her as they rode their orgasms. Everything was so hot and wet and intense she almost felt lightheaded as she continued to feel waves of her orgasm wash over her.

Biting her lip hard enough to draw blood, Rachel tightened her hold on him to press her body up against his, her tiny frame shaking hard as her orgasm overwhelmed her, keeping her hips pressed up to keep him in her as deep as possible. “Fuck,” she whined under her breath, her subconscious blushing for her at her use of the profanity because Rachel Berry wouldn't be caught dead using that kind of language-- the rest of her mind not caring in the moment. Everything just felt so good and she was so desperately in love with the man she was wrapped around and there was no other word in the moment to describe what she was feeling.

Hunter Clarington:

Hunter released his hand on Rachel's sex as he moved to grip her legs as he rode out his orgasm, his thrusts soon slowing as she clung onto him. He had become soft but was still inside of her, her cunt still squeezing around him as she came down from her own orgasm. With both hands placed firmly on the bed to hold himself above her, he hissed at the delicious pain from Rachel’s nails raking up and along his back. He could tell from the way it burned that it would surely leave marks for the next few days at least and everyone on the swim team would see those scratches. The fact would make him grin later with pride.

When Rachel swore with tired breath, Hunter chuckled softly. He loved that he had single-handedly turned the otherwise innocent girl into a horny, cursing, sexy woman. “Fuck is right,” he parroted as he slipped his cock out of her and plopped himself down next to her on the bed. He was breathing heavily and the bed sheets felt good against his sweaty body. He turned his head to look at his lover, a satisfied grin on his face. “That was so fucking good,” he said, lacking much else in his current vocabulary to describe how he felt.

Rachel Berry:

Rachel whined as Hunter pulled out of her, feeling entirely too empty as she panted in attempt to catch her breath as she looked over at Hunter, a grin spreading across her face, giggling softly and covering her face with her hands. She almost couldn't believe her situation- this was the third time she’d had sex with her boyfriend and she just let the biggest of profanities escape her. She took a deep shaky breath as she was slowly coming down from her orgasm high, her head spinning a little bit. “I’ve never said that word before,” She giggled, amused by herself.

She liked that Hunter brought out a different side of her that no one had ever seen before-- one she knew existed but never showed to anyone. She had never felt comfortable enough to show it to anyone before until he came along. Rubbing her face gently, she moved her hands to look at him again, shaking her head. “Hey,” she bit her lip, a look of pure happiness and love on her face. “I’m in love with you.” She repeated their earlier confession just to be sure he knew she meant it-- even though she was certain that her lying there completely naked in his bed was a good indication that she trusted him with everything and she was absolutely head over heels for him.

Hunter Clarington:

“I know; it’s hot when you swear like a sailor,” Hunter teased her, grinning at her. He disposed of the condom and used his bed sheets to wipe away whatever mess was left behind from their orgasms before settling back down on the bed next to his girlfriend. When she called out to him, he raised his eyebrows and he perked up to listen. Her earlier confession still held just as much effect as it did the first time she’d said it the night they were together in her room, except now Rachel was sober and Hunter could fully enjoy her words for all they were worth. At the same time, Hunter could unabashedly say the same words back and know for a fact Rachel would remember it today and every day to come. “I’m in love with you, too,” he repeated her words to her, smiling from ear to ear as he confessed his true feelings to her once more.

He draped an arm around her midsection and pulled her flush against his body before pressing a firm kiss to her lips, humming out a delighted noise. He was wholly in love with the his girlfriend and it although not unwelcome in the least bit, it had certainly been unexpected considering the way their relationship had started. “I’m glad you’re mines.” He propped his head up against his arm, gazing into Rachel’s eyes. “And only mines.”

Rachel Berry:

Rachel smiled lovingly at Hunter as he reciprocated her feelings, giggling as he pulled her closer to him so they could share another kiss. She couldn’t stop smiling even as he kissed her, chuckling against his lips. She was so unbelievably happy in that moment. “Mmm,” she hummed against his lips before kissing him again, and again, and again. “I’m glad I’m yours, too.” She said softly, looking up into his eyes. “I’m really glad you’re mine, too. I really love that I’m the one who gets to know you the way that I do. I-I know that you don’t really let anyone in like you’ve let me in.”

Giving a little shrug, Rachel let herself get in her feelings, not feeling at all bashful about the way that she felt or the fact that her naked body was pressed against his in a non-sexual manner. Normally she would be a bit self conscious by now about being naked in front of him, but each time she was feeling more and more comfortable with him and she didn’t mind at all. “I just want you to know that I know how lucky I am to know you the way that I do-- and I don’t take it for granted.” Her voice was gentle as she spoke to him, placing her hand on his cheek to caress it.

Hunter Clarington:

Hunter was aware he didn’t exactly open up so easily about himself when it came to other people. So far, Rachel had been the exception and he had slowly revealed sides to him that he hadn’t to others. Even though he couldn’t explain why, he just felt safe enough when he was with her that he could let his usual walls down. It meant a lot to him that Rachel understood that and that she was grateful. It made Hunter feel appreciated and it filled his heart to the brim. Only Rachel did that for him.

Humming and kissing back every single time Rachel came in for a kiss, Hunter chuckled softly. “You always say the sweetest things to me,” Hunter murmured, unsure how else to really and truly express his gratitude. He wasn’t quite used to having someone love him so much and to be so verbal about it. He leaned forward until his forehead was resting against hers, looking straight into her eyes. “But I’m sorry to say that I’m the lucky one here, Rach.”

Rachel Berry:

Rachel let out a long, happy sigh before nuzzling her nose against his. “I say sweet things to you because I care about you a lot and you deserve to know that. You deserve to know how highly I think of you and how much you mean to me.” She shook her head gently. “Not everyone gets to know me this well, either, you know.” She pointed out, sliding her hand down his neck and chest to wrap her arm around his waist, pulling him closer. “Everyone sees me as this well put together control freak. I mean, I’m a perfectionist and I’m driven. But everyone sees the me I want them to see and I’ve never wanted anyone to see the real me before.”

The brunette spoke honestly to her boyfriend, letting him in a little more than he already was. It meant a lot for her to be like this with him, to be naked both literally and figuratively. “No one’s cared enough to look past my better than you demeanor to really get to know me.” Her mouth quirked a little as she slowly ran her hand up and down his back. “No one’s ever gotten me before. Not like you.”

Hunter Clarington:

Hunter listened to Rachel with genuine interest, soaking up each word like a sponge. He recognized that she trusted him as much as he did with her and he treasured that dearly. He was very aware that Rachel had her own secrets that she didn’t just tell anyone and that he had also seen sides of her that were rarely, if ever, exposed. Although he knew that very much like himself, her bravado was just a show-- a front to protect herself from getting hurt. “I really care about you a lot so I’m grateful you let me get to know you. In all sorts of different ways.” He gave Rachel a seductive look then, before raising his eyebrows and letting out a playful laugh. “I feel like you know me so well. And that I know you so well, too.”

The man pressed another gentle kiss to her lips, lingering closeby even as their kiss came to an end, their noses nuzzling against one another. The action was cute and silly but intimate and it made Hunter feel very loved. He liked that he could be so close to someone and feel so at ease and natural. He loved that it was Rachel of all people who was that person for him.

After a few moments of quiet and murmuring words of affection with one another, the two eventually made their way out of bed knowing that they were due back at Rachel’s house to finish preparing for a Thanksgiving feast the next day. “I promise I’ll help out as much as I can with Thanksgiving dinner,” Hunter told the girl, wanting to also show his gratitude to her fathers for allowing him to stay for the long weekend.

Rachel Berry:

Rachel couldn’t help but giggle at Hunter’s suggestive look and eyebrow raise, catching his innuendo and pushing at him playfully before kissing him back, her nose crinkling as they nuzzled together. She felt extremely loved in that moment and she just wanted to relish in it forever. She felt intoxicated by Hunter and their closeness and she drunkenly whispered her affection to him until they finally decided to get going before her dads began to worry. Rachel giggled at his offer, shaking her head as she slipped her underwear and bra back on. “Good luck with that-- I had to sneak in help when I was alone today or else they wouldn’t let me.” She shook her head, putting the rest of her clothes back on. “I don’t know if you’ve noticed- but I’m a bit of a control freak. I got it from both of them.” She laughed, running her fingers through her hair a little.

Rachel offered to take Hunter’s bag once she slipper his leather jacket back on, knowing traveling on a motorcycle with a duffle bag is probably challenging. Slipping the strap over her shoulder, she was ready to head back to Lima, but not before stealing a few more kisses from the man she loved.

Hunter Clarington:

Hunter laughed when Rachel told him that it was very possible he wouldn’t even be allowed into the kitchen to help with Thanksgiving. He supposed he should’ve known better from the way the Berry’s had laid out such an exquisite meal the last time he had come over for dinner that Thanksgiving would be even bigger and better. “Well maybe I’ll just help set the table and clean up,” Hunter suggested as they both got dressed and make sure they were both presentable. It was a little obvious from their messy hair that they just had sex but the drive back to Lima would be a believable cover if her parents asked any questions.

The ride back home was enjoyable and somehow Hunter felt warmer than he usually did with Rachel clinging onto him from behind even though the chilly air whipping around them had grown colder with the changing seasons. Maybe it was because they’d just had sex or maybe it was because they both laid their feelings for each other out in the open. The warmth he felt throughout his body was a stark difference to how he felt earlier in the day when he thought he’d be spending the holiday alone.

When they arrived back at Rachel’s house, her fathers were home and greeted him with bright smiles. Hunter found a similar warmth among Rachel’s family-- a welcome feeling that he hadn’t found anywhere else, not even among his peers at Dalton or the Warblers.

“Hey, motorcycle boy, you’re always welcome at the Berry house,” Hiram assured the young man after giving him a hug. “But where are my flowers? You always bring me flowers when you come over.” While Hunter laughed with amusement, LeRoy gave his husband a pointed look. “Okay, okay, we’ll let it slide this time since this is unexpected.”

Rachel Berry:

Rachel felt happier than she had in a long time - if ever - when she walked into her home with Hunter on her arm. She couldn’t wipe the smile off her face as she watched her boyfriend and fathers interact. Rachel left to stash Hunter’s bag upstairs in her bedroom before joining the family again-- they had arrived just in time to greet her grandparents as the came in the house. Rachel’s relatives slowly started to show up and fill up the Berry household and soon all of the family were there. Two sets of grandparents, Hiram’s sister and her wife, LeRoy’s brother and wife, and three cousins below the age of ten. Rachel happily introduced Hunter to everyone and they all seemed happy to meet him with the exception of one of Rachel’s grandfathers which gave him a once over and made it clear that he was watching him-- breaking his granddaughter’s heart was a death sentence. Rachel’s grandmother assured the Warbler that her husband was harmless and not to worry all while pinching his cheek.

Throughout the evening, it became clear that Hiram wasn’t the only one in the family who liked to test the limits on how uncomfortable they could make the young couple, but by the end of the night, everything was seemingly comfortable and she couldn’t have felt happier.

Hunter Clarington:

Hunter was all smiles as he met all of Rachel’s relatives, putting on his best charming smile. He did his best to commit everyone’s names to memories and being the only new face in a crowd of Berry’s, Hunter was the center of attention for a bit. Rachel’s family was eager to meet and get to know her new boyfriend, complimenting him on how good-looking he was and insisting to him that he was lucky for finding a girl like Rachel. Hunter of course wholeheartedly agreed, expressing that he really did think Rachel was a very special girl. He was determined to make Rachel’s grandfather like him, giving him a firm handshake and promising to never hurt the girl. After meeting everyone, his cheek hurt-- partially from smiling so much and partially from Rachel’s grandmother.

If Hunter thought being in the same room with only one set of Berry parents was exhausting yet hilarious, he clearly had no idea what he was in for with Rachel’s entire extended family vying for his attention and attempting to embarrass him. Hunter laughed off any joke made at his expense, knowing that the girl’s family never meant any harm or ill. That feeling he got whenever he was together with Rachel’s parents grew tenfold with the rest of her family, feeling surrounded by happiness and bliss-- especially with Rachel there right beside him.

Rachel Berry:

As the night came to a close and the Berry family slowly trickled off to their respective sleeping places after saying their final goodnights to everyone else and eventually Hunter and Rachel found themselves alone in the living room again. The fireplace crackled as she cuddled up next to him, nuzzling her face against his neck, taking a moment for a sigh of relief. It had been a really fun night, but absolutely exhausting. Rachel yawned before pressing her lips against Hunter’s soft neck. “Mmm. So, that was my family.” She giggled softly, slipping her arm around him as she yawned again, barely able to even keep her eyes open. “They loved you-- even my grandfather.” Raising her eyebrows she thought of something to tell him that might even make the day better-- make him feel even better. “You know something? You’re the first guy who’s ever met my whole family.” She said, lifting her head to place it on his shoulder, looking at him lovingly even though she was clearly sleepy.

“I’ve never cared enough about anyone to want them to meet my family.” She continued, nuzzling against his neck once more before mumbling against it. “I’m so in love with you, Hunter Clarington.”

Hunter Clarington:

Hunter bid everyone a good night, politely expressing how nice it was to meet everyone and how much he was looking forward to spend more time with them over a Thanksgiving feast. He let out a contented sigh when he plopped down on the couch with Rachel. Meeting her family had been a lot of fun but it also made him appreciate the moments he had alone with his girlfriend. He yawned along with her, also feeling significantly more tired now that the day was coming to an end. The crackling of the wood burning in the fireplace could be heard and Hunter felt so at home here in Rachel’s home-- in her arms. It made him and his heart so happy when Rachel revealed that she had never shared another boyfriend with her entire family before.

“I had a lot of fun meeting them and getting to know them; I want to know everything about you-- including them.” Hunter expressed, letting himself open up more and more to the prospect of being included with Rachel’s family. He wanted to be known to her family as the guy that made her happy and that every time they saw her, they would ask about him too. He thought back to what Hiram had said about the two of them in the future, having a silly hashtag so that everyone would know they were together. Hunter wanted everyone to know he and Rachel belonged together.

“I’m very much in love with you too, Rachel Berry.” He chuckled softly as he confessed his love for her, pressing a soft kiss to her lips as an unspoken promise that he would never do anything to break her heart and that he would love her for as long as she would have him.

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