𝐋𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐂𝐥𝐮𝐛 ✦ 𝐖𝐨𝐥𝐟𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝

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[ Y/n ]

I bit my lip as Finn scrolled through his phone next to me. "I'm tired. You wanna go shower?" He asked me. I nodded and he smiled, leaning up to kiss my lips. We walked into our bathroom and Finn undressed, turning the shower on. I stood there with my clothes still on, biting my lip. Finn looked back at me and then around the bathroom.

"You gonna wash you and your clothes?" He joked. I laughed and scratched the back of my neck. "So... Don't get mad."

"Shit Y/n." Finn sighed. "I know you said I couldn't and I wasn't going to..." His eyes went wide and he shook his head. "You didn't..."

"Millie and I were drunk and she was like 'You're a badass don't let Finn tell you what to do.' So we called someone and..." I took my shirt off and unclipped my bra. Finn stared at my boobs in shock for a minute before turning around and starting to shower. I continued to undress and got in the shower with him.

"I'm going to give Millie fucking hell for that." He muttered. "Finn... It's kinda hot." I said. "It's not hot and that's the whole reason I didn't want you to do it! Y/n it's like a fucking tramp stamp! It's gross!"

I retorted and he sighed. "You're still the most beautiful woman on earth but please, I hate the way that looks. Why don't you just get your cartilage pierced?"

"Because it's like a fucking tramp stamp. It's gross." I got out of the shower and grabbed a towel, leaving the bathroom. "Y/n- Wait. Fuck." I shut the door on Finn and grabbed clothes from the dresser. I heard Finn turn the shower off and I slipped the lingerie on. He came out with a towel on and grabbed my shoulder, spinning me around.

He moved his hand to the back of my head and pulled me to his lips. I reached up and grabbed at his wet curls, knocking his towel off of his waist. He guided us to the bed and laid me down. "I'm not fucking you until you take them out." He whispered harshly. "It's my body." I replied as he left hickeys on my neck.

"Yeah but I got my tattoo removed when you didn't like that."

"You got it when you were high and it said 'I like my wife's pussy.' ...So."

"Well I liked it and I still took it off for you. So."

"You are so childish Finn. Jesus." I jerked him off while he kissed my thighs.

"Yeah? I'm childish?"

"Yeah Finn, you are."

He scoffed and rubbed his mouth for a second. Finn pulled my bra down and stared at my boobs. "Fuck you make everything looks so sexy." He leaned down and pressed a heated kiss onto my lips. I wrapped my legs around his waist and giggled as he picked me up off the bed, pushing me up against the wall.

.  .  .

Finn and I collapsed into bed, panting. He sat up and rested his head on his palm.

Finn pulled the covers down and I bit my lip as he studied my tits. "It's sexy." He muttered. "I know." I beamed, leaning up to kiss his forehead.