This is it.

Tina exhaled deeply as she gazed at her reflection in the mirror. She didn't know if she had the courage to do this. She knew for a fact that Artie was as nervous she was, if not more. She sighed, thinking about him waiting on his bed for her, probably shirtless. She shivered.

Come on girl, you've made it this far. Be confident!

What was wrong with her? Over the past two weeks she had seduced him to no end, and it was not like he was discouraging her. Hell, he was enjoying it. Still, the butterflies in her stomach remained. She could easily admit to herself that she was in love with Artie, and had been for a long time. So maybe the reason why she was so nervous was because she didn't want to screw things up. Like last time, and have him not speak to her for weeks.

It was supposed to be special.

She reached into her backpack and took out the lacy undergarments that she had brought with her. She had been on a shopping excursion with Mercedes and Kurt, and while they turned a blind eye, she snuck away into the nearest Victoria's secret. She stared at the frilly bra in her hand. It was blood red, but somehow screamed sort of innocent because of the lace and bow in the middle. She could just imagine Artie's face when he saw this. His jaw would drop to the ground like in the cartoons. She swiftly closed the bathroom door.

His palms were sweating. A lot.

He had just wheeled himself into his room, ready to go into cardiac arrest. The moment that Tina nearly went at him on the couch was just too much. Was she serious? Did she want to do this now? He remembered the look she gave him before she disappeared into the guest bathroom: soultry and seductive. Crap.

He knew that he wanted this, yet he had never done this before. He needed some advice, and fast. Who could he turn to though?

Finn? No, he would just blush and snicker.

Puck? No, he tried that already. Besides, he would probably say something along the lines of 'hurry the fuck up man and get in her pants!'

Kurt? Yeah—no.

He sighed, finally putting his phone down on his dresser. He had no experience in this and was clueless to the extreme. His mind flickered back to some of the chick flicks that Tina had once made him sit through. Some of them had been alright, he could admit. Then the idea hit him: music. It sets the atmosphere right? Except with his taste in music, he felt that it would be inappropriate for this occasion. Hastily, he wheeled himself back to the living room and parked himself by the family cd collection. He scanned the shelves until his eye caught something: Barry White. He was his mom's favourite, and he never understand why until she told him it was because of his smooth voice. Suddenly he remembered a conversation he had with Mercedes a while back, and how his smooth jazzy voice complimented her 'chocolate hunger', which is why they always got paired up in songs.

This gave him an idea.

She stood outside of his bedroom door. A breeze rolled in from the open window in the hallway, causing her to shiver and hold her body tighter.

When she finally emerged from the bathroom, all she had one was her newly purchased lingerie, and a bathrobe that she had stolen from home. Feeling rather scandalous, she adjusted the robe to cover herself up even more.

Come on Tina! Think scandalous vixen! You can do this! She inhaled heavily as she opened the door slightly and peered in.

Artie was sitting on his bed, propped up and looking out the window. Her breath hitched as she saw the sight of him. Dressed only in his boxers, he also had one his thin black suspenders, and nothing else. She fawned over every contour of his body, from his finely toned arms to the planes of his chest. When she looked at his face, she noticed that he wasn't wearing his glasses, and his wispy bangs that were getting caught in the breeze from the window were now in his eyes. She had never seen him like this before, and damn, he was hot. A little part of her was happy that he wasn't a stud at school, otherwise every other girl would be drooling all over him. Tonight, he was all hers.

"Hi." She squeaked, poking her head through the doorway.

"Hey." He replied, readjusting himself so that he was sitting completely upright. As soon as their eyes met, she could see the shock in his expression at what she was wearing, which immediately made her self-conscious. She pulled the lining of the robe tighter across her chest. He just smiled. "Wow." She smirked and made her way over to him. She sat on the end of the bed, facing him with an expectant gleam in her eye.

"What?"

"It's just—" she hesitated. "I—wasn't expecting—this."

"Well, I wasn't expecting that either." He chuckled, regarding her bathrobe. She blushed furiously. "You don't need to be self-conscious." He reassured her, patting the spot beside him. After a few moments she scurried into the spot next to him and leaned in his side. Suddenly, she felt his body shift as he twisted to reach for something on the shelf above his bed. Suddenly, the room was filled with a soft melody, something that sounded like a muffled saxophone, and had a nostalgic feel of the seventies. She didn't recognize the singer, but Artie was trying to sync himself with each word, and she couldn't help but giggle.

I've heard people say that
Too much of anything is not good for you, baby
Oh no
But I don't know about that
There's many times that we've loved
We've shared love and made love
It doesn't seem to me like it's enough
There's just not enough of it
There's just not enough
Oh oh, babe

She could feel her stomach contracting at she tried to hold back the laughter. She caught Artie's eye, and he had such a serious, yet mocking expression on his face. It took her a couple of moments to notice that his hand had snaked its way to her robe and was playing with the lining that was separate him from her extremely scandalous bra. Her breath stopped short as he kept murmuring.

My darling I, can't get enough of your love babe
Girl, I don't know, I don't know why
Can't get enough of your love babe
Oh, some things i can't get used to
No matter how I try
Just like the more you give, the more I want
And baby, that's no lie
Oh no, babe

He was so rudely interrupted by her exploding laughter as the soft music continued to play. He shifted uncomfortably as she nearly rolled off the bed. As soon as it had subsided, he let out a loud sigh.

"Oh come on. Barry White is so the man." He teased. Tina flushed, obviously grateful for his attempt, even if it ended up in giggles.

"S-sorry. Barry W-white—is sexy." She smiled sheepishly, jabbing him in the ribs. He winced jokingly as her fingers traced his sides, fingering the suspenders she found there.

"Just for you." He smirked. "Just not so hard this time? I don't know if I can take that kind of beating." She chuckled at the remark, and left the suspender well enough alone. Instead, she traced her finger along his chest, drawing circles as she went. Once the song had ended, the only thing she could hear was his steady breathing, and she found comfort in that. Slowly her fingers traced up his neck, and she could feel the goosebumps rise as she went along. Soon her fingers were intertwined in his locks, and a small moan escaped his lips as she began to message his scalp. She noticed him bite down on his lip a little as she did this, and took it as a good sign. She eyed his lips as he closed his eyes in pleasure. Slowly, she got up so that she was on her knees and facing him square on. Immediately, his eyes shot open.

"I d-don't know how to do this."

"And you think I do?" he smiled.

"Don't guys have some sort of built in sex manual?"

A soft chuckle escaped his lips. "You watch too many movies. We can't all be like Puck." She looked up and got lost in the light pools of his eyes. Slowly, she leaned in and placed a kiss on his lips, chaste and sweet. She froze for a moment until she felt Artie's strong hands grasp her waist and hoist her on top of him, forcefully returning the kiss. She was caught off guard by the gesture, but was more than happy to return the favour. As they deepened the kiss, she was playing with his suspenders and he with the bathrobe. Suddenly, he stopped abruptly, letting out a small groan. Tina shot up like a rocket and stared at him. "You're killing me." He chuckled. Tina looked down and saw that he had a firm grasp on one of her bra straps, and that her robe had come partially open to reveal some cleavage.

"Y-you don't like it?" she whimpered.

"Of course I do." He smiled. "This is the most action I've ever gotten and you're giving me the icing on the cake, plus a damn parade."

"Now you're sounding like Puck."

"He rubs off on you." She smiled, leaning in to kiss him once more. He accepted happily, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her against his form. Soon, he managed to expose her shoulders and she hadn't noticed until another breeze rolled in she shivered. Suddenly, she felt a bolt of confidence surge through her.

"Oh, to hell with it." She huffed and got up. Slowly, she undid the tie of the bathrobe, and Artie's eyes looked like they were about to bulge out of their sockets. She slowly removed each arm and allowed the robe to fall slowly to the floor. She stared at him intently for a few moments until he broke the silence.

"Wow." Was all he managed to croak. He took in the sight of her like a breath of fresh air. The lingerie wasn't necessarily scandalous, but it would drive any guy crazy. The panties hugged her curves perfectly, complimenting her hourglass shape in the moonlight. She smiled sheepishly at his expression and went to sit beside him once more. He grinned as his fingers grazed the fabric of the bra, sensing the confident girl shiver under his touch. She let out a small moan as his fingers went higher to graze her neck and he pulled her in forcefully for another kiss.

The broke apart after a few moments, panting heavily. Artie was shocked at what Tina asked him next.

"You s-sure you want to do this?"

"I thought you were the one that wasn't ready." He questioned, raising an eyebrow. " To tell you the truth, I'm terrified. Even if I can't feel down there, I don't wanna do such a bad job that you run away crying and screaming." Tina winced at that last part and shook her head.

"I don't think you could make me do that. Not after you serenade me with Barry White? Besides, I thought I wasn't sexy enough."

"You're kidding right?" Artie reached out for her hand and interlaced their fingers before he clasped them tight. "These past couple of weeks have been a whirlwind, and this new confidence in you is astounding. I just hope I can measure up."

"But you do!" she interjected, and he smiled softly. She looked around quietly and met his gaze once more. "I only did it because I thought that's what you liked. I saw you with Brittany during our hairography number and—" Artie let out a hearty chuckle.

"Is that what this is about? Tina—I'd much rather have all of you than just some hormonally crazy teen for a week. I lo—" he stopped him abruptly, and he could see the hope fade from her eyes. "I like you. I really like like you." He mentally kicked himself for sounding like a preteen girl. He wasn't sure if he could say the word love yet. He knew that the feeling was there, he just didn't want to face rejection head on. She squeezed his hand even tighter.

"I like like you too." She smiled, leaning in to kiss him again. He smiled against her lips and returned it with more passion than he thought he could muster. He could feel her stop abruptly and pull up for air. "I'm just glad it's with you."

"So—" Tina hushed him up with a shake of her head. "Not tonight?"

"Like I said, I'm not ready." She chuckled, nestling in her side once again. He wrapped his arms around her, taking in the scent of her hair and sighed.

"Don't worry, I'm not going anywhere."

BRING ON THE PITCHFORKS! I know some of you were expecting something totally raunchy, but i went back to my old ways with some fluff. Besides, after mulling it over for a loooong time, i realized that Artie and Tina wouldn't go at it like Puck and Santana. A few years down the road maybe? hehe. anyways, thanks to everyone who stuck it out with me and hopefully you'll see something from me in the future. remember to review!