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I m a g i n e : You and Finn secretly dating, and almost got caught kissing while dancing together..

[ steam & fluff  ! ]

Word Count : 1501

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"and 1 and 2, and 3 and 4."
you called out over the music as you held your poise with your hands on finn's shoulders and your elbows pointed outward.

finn's hands rested lightly and properly on your waist, but it was hard to keep them from sliding anywhere else.

finn had taught you how to dance in the first place, and here you were : teaching him.

you were a natural, and finn took great pride in the way he successfully taught you.
but the relationship between you two teenagers became increasingly different.

now, he had a difficult time keeping his arms from completely engulfing you.

as you called out the numbers, finn found it increasingly difficult to focus on the routine as he watched the way you moved so effortlessly and attractively.

finn couldn't take it anymore, and slid his hands down to your hips to pull you closer and against him—all while eyeing your lips hungrily while your body pressed up against his in all the right places.

"nope, eyes up here."
you called out teasingly over the music as you wiggled out of his close grasp until you were arms width apart again—earning a disappointed look from finn.

you tried to continue the dance correctly, but finn just couldn't focus, and kept trying to pull you closer to him by your hips and waist.

so you decided to give in a little bit.

you stood so that both your legs were on either side of finn's thigh, and threw your head back as you slid your hips slowly down—feeling finn's hand rest flat on your lower back to steady you.

his head followed yours as your neck was exposed to him while you hung your head back, slowly inching your leg higher before you slowly lifted your head up again.

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when your face met his, all you saw was his hungry eyes that radiated a pure love and constant lust for you, and that was just how he was.
your relationship was a secret to others that used the dance studio, and pretty much everyone else—including your parents.

so these private dance 'lessons' were some of the only times you two got time alone together as a couple, and finn often used it to the best of his ability.

your eyes never left finn's until he turned you around so that your back was against his chest, and you turned your head so that you could see him in the corner of your eye.

you lifted your hand to place it behind you and gently behind finn's head, feeling his fingers reach up and trail his hand down the length of your exposed underarm.

your breath hitched as his touch, and you could feel his subtle grinding against you from behind as you moved along with his movements—sliding down his chest while trailing your hands behind you.

this part was in the dance routine, wasn't it?

it was all just grinding, and pulling,
and feeling—all of each other.

you felt his hands roam your hips with every grind you did against him, and smirked at the way a groan would exit finn's throat every time you pulled at his hair while you danced.

you smirked as you felt him take hold of your hand to twirl you around once, and back to him so that your noses touched.

your breaths were hot and heavy as dirty dancing often took a lot of energy out of you.

your breaths mixed with finn's, feeling your hearts beat rapidly from a combination of lust for each other, and the rapid movements that dance demanded.

a fiery thirst was ignited inside both of you while you two danced, and it could only be quenched by the touch of finn's soft lips.

as you two swayed and your legs straddled his thigh, he dipped you so that your head leaned back, allowing finn a kiss on your neck that soon turned into many that trailed up your jaw and to your lips.

when your lips met, it was an ocean of euphoria.

your lips moved together in such a sync that you knew exactly how finn's lips were going to position next.
your hand found itself entangled and tugging on finn's curls as you two continued to move and grind your bodies together—as was the usual when dirty dancing.

with every gasp of air you took when your lips left finn's for merely a second at a time, you could feel finn's hot breath breathe onto your already burning skin.

the tension was getting thicker as finn allowed his hands to roam your body freely—grasping blindly at whatever he could hold firmly, and decided on your lower hip towards your thigh.

as the music changed its beat and mood, so did you and finn.

you found it more often that finn allowed a groan to exit from the depths of his throat, and you found it harder and harder to suppress a moan as you two continued to dance wildly against each other.

hair began to become more tangled and wild.

lips began to get more swollen.

bodies began to create more tension and electricity with every grind and touch.

this was dirty dancing.

you found yourself smirking when you felt finn become so overtaken by his yearn for you and the way you danced, that he even bit your lip just enough to drive you crazy.

although your bodies had minds of their own at this point, they still found a way to move and dance with the music.
finn found himself sliding down to plant kisses down your neck slowly and dangerously close to your cleavage peaking from your white tank top.

you didn't protest as you instead threw your head back to give him a better angle, but a knock on the studio door broke your lustful trance.

you and finn froze, and once you heard the studio door begin to creak open, you two reluctantly scrambled to separate yourselves and act as if nothing more than business occurred.

you two tried acting as if nothing sexual happened at all while you two practiced your dirty dancing—despite the label 'dirty dancing.'

"hey, sorry to interrupt. but wolfhard, you're needed by another group to help practice their next dance routine."
johnny explained, and soon after seeing the most irritated look from finn from johnny having interrupted you two, johnny immediately left the studio to you and finn.

"it seems that you're needed by some students, huh?"
you teased, knowing fully that you were also one of his 'students' but he found himself undoubtedly drawn to you, and you only.

"to be perfectly honest, i'd much rather be in here teaching one student in particular."
finn smiled as he grabbed him backpack before walking over to you.

he looked down into your eyes that were still recovering from your lust trance and out of breath—curtesy of finn himself.

your lips were swollen and red from his lip biting, and your neck had several hickeys placed on your lower chest as well that would be difficult to hide.

finn reached into his backpack to pull out his signature leather jacket and handed it to you to wear and hide your chest.
"sorry about those.."
he smirked cheekily.

you chuckled as you accepted it before hanging it over your arm to wear soon.

"i guess i'll meet you at your house later around 7:00 tonight as usual..?"
you offered, and watched as finn smiled before ducking his head shyly.

"and not a second later.."

it was with one last tender kiss on your lips that finn began to walk out of the studio, but not before calling out for you, "baby?"

it was your nickname that not only finn called you out of affection, but others did as well.

it had been a childhood nickname that just stuck.

but it made your heart beat 100 miles an hour to hear it come from his lips alone.

"yes?"
you answered as you tried to keep your cool.

"i love you."
he smiled before he closed the door behind him, leaving you to blush and giggle like a fool so obviously in love.

you loved him too..

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a/n : AS YOU CAN TELL, THIS IMAGINE WAS BASED OFF OF A CLASSIC MOVIE THAT I LOVE..

do yall know what it is, and have y'all seen it??

I was going to classify this imagine as smut, but then...

I didn't, lmao.

it's STEAMY, okay?

don't worry, I WILL publish that smut for that other imagine that I promised.

yes, yes shame on me for not having done it yet, but HEY, writing sex scenes is not easy, lmao.

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