Author's Note: This is sort of a fun project for me, it's basically a smut filled side story that I've been quite anxious to start. I've been plot-planning for quite some time and I believe things are sorted out, so this should be good! Whoever reads you truly are wonderful! And don't forget it! Now I'm done stalling you from the story and here you go!

Summary: She always was his biggest fan, the moment she heard his voice sing he could melt her heart. She wouldn't ever admit it to him or anyone for that matter but they both got their fill one way or another, and she made sure he got his.

Rated: M for very obvious reasons, it's basically just one giant smut filled story.

Characters: Quinn and Puck with tiny, subtle hints of others.

The hallways are quiet when she walks down them, on her way back to her car after Cheerios practice. They are completely empty and she decides that she likes them this way better. She doesn't have to put on her front like she owns the place, she can casually walk down it with ease. Quinn had been getting used to this time alone ever since stupid Finn joined Glee Club on the heels of the infamous Rachel Berry. The thought alone made her stomach queasy. She swallowed her spit and kept on her way certain of just getting out of there, having enough of people for one day. She was walking past the choir room when the sound of dull humming poured out through the open door. She slowed down stopping at the edge of the door to listen. The humming was louder and then she realized it was that stupid boy band Mr. Schue started when things had started following through in Coach Sylvester's plan. To her it was absolutely inappropriate for grown men to go around singing sexual songs in bars, especially the teachers.

There was faint talking Mr. Ryerson started in saying something about tick tock that fell in line with the backup vocals, the whole thing sounded awful and she started to walk away when something caught her attention. "Girl you make me feel real good…" had her ears deceived her or was that Puck? Why on earth would he join something like this when the thought of Glee caused him to turn on Finn? She peeked her eyes around the corner to see Puck following in line with Mr. Schue's moves, which would've made Quinn feel sick if Puck hadn't made them actually look good. She cocked her head to the side as she watched the display in front of her, and then he sang again. She didn't even know Puck could sing, let alone this good. Her heart beats faster, and she tells it to shut up because she swears they can hear it beating over the music. It's just Puck, Sandy, and Mr. Schue…and odd group but they're probably just teaching him the moves and stuff but she thinks that Puck should be teaching them instead. She wanted to walk in there up to Puck and…but that wasn't Quinn Fabray, never was and never will be. It was bugging her though, this feeling she had inside listening to him sing like this and she needs to do something about it.

He's still humming the song as he heads to his locker to get his letterman jacket, not even bothering with books since the teachers stop expecting him to actually do homework nowadays. He hates the song almost, but it still intrigues him because it's about sex and that always intrigues him. His humming stops when he turns the corner and sees a certain Quinn Fabray leaning against his row of lockers with her gym bag next to her on the floor still in her practice uniform. She looks over at him with those eyes that are cold, yet burn through you. It's a feeling he's come to enjoy with her. She opens her mouth and some words actually come out. "Sandy kind of ruins the song…" she says softly still unmoving as is he.

His brow furrows, only because the last time they had talked at Finn's birthday party it ended with her slapping him and her storming away off to Finn. He loosens it and replaces it with a smirk, she'd come back for more and he's not complaining. "Couldn't stay away huh?" he asks walking up to her staying a good two inches apart, just enough so he can look down at her.

"I happened to be walking by…" she says keeping eye contact with his. She knows what she's doing, and so does he. It's all in the game of attraction; they both made the rules, and have been playing it since 7th grade.

"What'd you think?" he didn't need her answer, but he did want to hear her say it.

"I think I shouldn't have to tell you." She says softly leaning up to kiss him quickly, it lasts only a second before she pulls away and looks up at him with those eyes. It's his turn now, just like rolling the dice in a board game, it's his turn to roll and gamble on how she'll react. He leans down and kisses her placing a hand on her cheek to reassure that she stays put, and that he isn't going anywhere either. She places a hand on his chest and pushes him away to make sure the halls are assured empty before kissing him again. It seemed too easy to her, well it did until to her surprise he pushed her away with that stupid smirk, that stupid smirk that meant that he had the upper hand now. She hated him for it.

"I want to know…" he whispered against her lips. "…how it made you feel."

She knew if she wanted her way, she would have to comply with the challenge put before her. "It was…incredible." She said quietly looking at him. She wouldn't give him enough satisfaction yet, and now it was his turn.

He kissed her harder this time, she met halfway and he would make sure to meet her halfway until she was willing to play by his rules. He pushed her against the cold metal lockers that became heated against her hot skin. A hand found its way to her waist and rested there firmly while the other was placed on the locker so he could rest his weight on that rather than on her. It was her turn again, she pressed her tongue against his lips asking for an entrance. He bit down on her bottom lip letting out an involuntary moan, he had a hard time believing that she could get him this aroused, but then again he never imagined he would be able to be in this position with Quinn Fabray the Ice Queen.

She gained a point for the moan and it made her smile, it faded when his hand slid down slowly from her waist to her thigh, then slowly worked its way up beneath her skirt resting on her bare thigh. He thanked God in his head for these skirts, he thanked him twice. She figured he must've had tons of practice, she knows he has and doesn't know if she should be disturbed or grateful.

He removes his weight from the lockers and takes his free hand and tangles it in her hair. His hand feels warm against her thigh, and its almost comforting. He can't say he's surprised that she's initiated this. In fact he would be lying if he said that he hadn't seen the blonde staring in on him, and it made him work harder, hard work that was now being paid off. His hand drags slowly, and almost teasingly to her center. "Shit." He whispers with an increasing smile on his face that he can't fight. She's so turned on, he knew that but now he had the proof and it made him feel his own proof. She shudders at the contact of his hand and bites down on his lip. She's never been touched there, or close to it. He drags his finger tips painfully and it makes her groan loudly. She bites down harder onto his lip as punishment but he keeps going until his hand pulls away and so does he. He looks down on her with that stupid smirk, he knows what he's doing.

"So tell me again, what you thought of the performance…because I need to know for Saturday." He says the smirk impossible to wipe.

He's going to try and make her say it now, but it's a feeling she would rather leave to the unspoken, and it's her turn and she knows exactly how to win the round now. "I better go…" she says fighting a smile as she picks up her gym bag from the tile floor. "See you tomorrow." She says walking away from him with that same smirk that had faded from his face. She needed to go home, and take a cool shower after this one.

Author's Note: This is a little diddy of a chapter that tells you how Quinn and Puck's little affair began, and then he got her pregnant another day. Well next chapter is the aftermath of Sweet Caroline and it does a number on both of them (insert winky face because I'm a smutty creep). Reviews are welcome!

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