Hey guys, sorry I haven't updated my other stories in a while but I hope you enjoy this one! It's been a plot bunny that's been stuck in my head for years and I think I've finally gotten it to a point that I can share it. I hate this Puckleberry drought we seem to be in but hopefully you all haven't given up on it! Please Review… it makes me day! Bon Appetit…

'Truth or dare time!' A sober Kurt shouted to the group of drunken teens. The girls and Blaine squealed with excitement and dropped into a circle on the floor.

'Seriously, truth or dare is for punks.' Puck groaned as he took a seat in between Rachel and Lauren. The other guys were in agreement but the ladies were already starting a round so they had no choice but to play along.

'Sam-a-lam-a-ding-dong… do you pick truth or dare?' Quinn asked her ex-boyfriend, comfortable with their new separation and his current relationship with Santana. The blonde boy smiled wide and picked dare. 'Alright… I dare you to kiss Britt!' Everyone laughed as the two blondes leaned out into the circle and started their make out session.

'Those trouty lips belong to me!' Santana called out but it was lost to the two in the middle of the dare. 'Alright, alright… that's enough…' She finally stated, drunkenly pulling the two apart. No one missed the dopey smiles they sported and the way their eyes were dancing with a new feeling that was stirring within them for one another.

'Uhm… Puck do you want truth or dare?' Sam asked as he snapped out of his moment. Puck flipped his friend off before choosing dare. 'I dare you and Rachel to play Seven Minutes in Heaven.' Everyone cheered at the choice and Puck tried his best not to let his excitement show on his face considering his 'girlfriend' was sitting next to him. He was in total like with the tiny brunette but had been cock blocked by Finn Hudson for years and now that he'd finally have a chance; he was taken. Actually, 'taken' was not the best description. He and Lauren had a strange relationship where he was supposed to act like a devoted boyfriend and where she was allowed to go about her business as if he didn't exist… it would have been every guys dream relationship had it been the other way around; but instead he was the bitch and was getting jack shit for his efforts. He looked over at a very buzzed Rachel and saw something in her eyes that legit had his breath catching in his throat. She looked like she was happy, hurt and horny… all at the same time. It was extremely confusing for someone who had tried his best over the years to stay away from complicated lady emotions.

'Come on Noah… we can use the coat closet upstairs.' She stated as she stood and grabbed his hand. He jumped to his feet and flipped off the whole crowd as they started cat calling and whistling at them as they headed up the stairs. Puck could have sworn that even Finn had been part of the cheering. They made it upstairs pretty quickly and tried as best they could to fit in the tiny closet that was housing a dozen jackets and a few random boxes. 'Ouch!' Rachel complained when she sat on the corner of one of those boxes.

'You okay?' He chuckled and pulled her close to his body to keep her from injuring herself further. He felt her shiver but figured it was just because of the drafty room they were cramped in. 'So… what do you want to do for seven whole minutes?'

'Truth or dare…' She whispered.

'We're already playing that game Rach, can you think of something else?'

'No, pick truth or dare… please.' She sounded so unlike herself that Puck answered before he could even think about it.

'Truth.'

'Why did you leave that day?'

'What day Rachel?' He asked already knowing the answer. She didn't reply so he sighed and let his head fall back against the wall. 'I didn't want to be a mistake. I'm tired of being a mistake. You were technically with Finn and the only reason you even wanted me was because he slept with Santana and you wanted to get back at him.' He felt her arms wrap around his waist and her head lay against his chest.

'I don't want you to think that you're a mistake anymore Noah.' She responded and squeezed her arms to hug him. 'You're too awesome for that. Did you know that the reason I was so upset with Finn sleeping with Santana was because I had given up so many opportunities to be with you… I had been saving myself for someone that didn't even really care. You care though.'

'Finn's a good guy, he just doesn't know what he wants.' He countered, trying to keep the stupid un-manly butterflies in his stomach at bay.

'Yes, you're absolutely right. I think that he's wonderful and I do love him but the two of us weren't meant to be together. He can't handle the admittedly high maintenance Rachel Berry.' She teased lightly. 'I think he needs someone who will direct him… tell him what he wants. He's less confused that way. Oh dear! That sounded so mean.' She giggled.

'Finn's my homeboy but I totally get what you're saying. You need someone who will stand up to you. You want the passion and the excitement of a good fight and the entertainment of a disagreement. It's what makes life interesting. What would life be like if the other person just rolls over and let's you take em in the ass?' He joked and she swatted his chest.

'Do you always have to be so crude?!'

'You wouldn't want me any other way…' He replied and the tension in the closet quickly thickened. They couldn't see each other but Puck could feel Rachel's breath as it moved up his neck, chin and finally felt warm against his mouth. He met her the rest of the distance and the entire closet lit up with fireworks. He had always thought that a kiss being so good it caused fireworks behind your eyes was a stupid concept… now he understood. It felt like the entire world slipped away and it was just the two of them in this moment. He pushed his tongue against her lips, begging for entrance and immediately gained acceptance. She moaned and pushed her body against him, desperate to feel more of him. It felt like hours that they stood there in the most intimate moment either had ever felt.

'Wow…' Rachel whispered once they pulled away for air; both panting as they struggled to catch their breath. He let his forehead lean on hers and begged his lungs to cooperate so he could go in for round two. 'Would you be upset if I sent everyone home early?'

'They'd know it was because you couldn't keep your cute little hands off of me.' He teased wrapping his arms around her waist. She huffed in disappointment and let her head fall back on his chest. 'So, you and Lauren…' He groaned at the mention of his 'girlfriend' and felt her pull away from him. They both immediately felt lonely without the other against them.

'Time's up you two!' They heard Kurt sing-song from the basement.

'I'll work on it.' He promised as they stepped out of the closet. She turned around and gave him a sincere smile before running down the stairs.

'Brittany, do you want truth or dare?' Rachel asked just as Puck took his seat.

'I'll pick truth! No one has picked that yet.' She chirped and Puck couldn't miss the way that Rachel smirked and blushed; he'd already given her the only truth she had wanted to hear.

'Who gave you the best kiss you've ever had?' Britt seemed to think a little while before answering with a blush that matched Rachel's.

'Sam did about ten minutes ago.' The blonde looked over at Sam who was wearing a proud smile.

'Lovely, guess I'll just go ahead and go home.' Santana stated angrily as she stood unsteadily on her feet.

'I'll take you home San. Being sober at this kind of party is a… well, it's a buzz kill.' Finn shrugged with his usual dopey smile and grabbed onto the brunette's elbow to help her walk out.

'Bye San! I'll see you in the morning for breakfast.' Sam called out; afraid he was in the dog house.

'Don't bother Sam; we're over… I hope you have fun with Britt Britt.' She waved dismissively and let Finn practically carry her away. Sam seemed disappointed for about two seconds until he realized that she had just given him permission to put the moves on her best friend.

'Brittany can you please stop having eye sex with Sam long enough to pick who goes next?' Lauren asked impatiently.

'Oh yeah, since you were the one to ask do you want truth or dare?' The large girl rolled her eyes but decided on truth. 'How do you really feel about Puck?' This got everyone's attention especially the Mohawk sporting boy in question and the tiny girl beside him.

'Shit I'm sorry Puck, I didn't want to do this in front of everyone but Brittany left me no choice. You don't get my engine revving…' Everyone gaped at her.

'What do you mean by that Zizes?! I don't turn you on?' He asked in shock. He may not be good at school or at life in general but sex was his specialty…

'Nope, not even a little bit.' She stated with a shrug and chugged the rest of her beer.

'This has to be a first… Puck even turns me on sometimes and I'm straight as a fucking board.' Mike stated in shock causing everyone to laugh.

'Are you into chicks or something? It's totally cool if you are but that is the only thing I can come up with.' Puck asked in defeat.

'Nope, I'm definitely straight.'

'How could you know for sure? If you're not attracted to me then you have to have some proof that you're not a lesbian…'

'I know I'm not a lesbian because I like someone… it's just not you.'

'Who is it?' Seriously, he could care less that she'd practically broken up with him because she liked someone else; but he couldn't handle being out 'sexied' by someone. It was Lauren's turn to blush and she looked down at her hands nervously. It was so out of character that Puck found himself wanting to help her get whoever this dude was.

'Artie.' She whispered causing everyone to turn and look at the handi-capable boy.

'You like me Lauren?' He asked cautiously, not wanting to give the impression that he didn't want the attention.

'Yep, I've liked you since we were little kids.'

'Why didn't you tell me?' She looked up and gave him a nervous smile.

'I didn't tell you because right after I realized that I had a crush on you, you were in the accident. You were gone for so long and when you came back you barely talked to me. Then we started high school and we were in AV club together and the crush came back but then you were with Tina and now Brittany… I've never stood a chance.'

'Oh my God that is the sweetest thing ever!' Britt stated happily. 'You two should totally hook up!'

'Britt, you're dating Artie.' Lauren replied in disbelief.

'It's okay; I like Sam now… you two should totally be together.' Lauren looked up at a shocked Artie but all he could do was shrug and give her a small smile.

'Are we all just really drunk? Is that why it's like the fucking Twilight Zone in here?' Tina slurred interrupting the strange scene.

'God, I really hope so. This is too much for me.' Kurt added throwing his arms up. 'I'm out. Come on Tina, let's go to my house, it is right around the corner.' She agreed and the two took off without a goodbye.

'Do you want to come to my house Lauren? We can talk and stuff… my parents are gone for the night but I live close too.' Artie asked nervously. Lauren nodded and with a pat on Puck's shoulder, the two took off; Lauren carrying Artie in his chair up the stairs. The remaining teens looked at each other in silence for a moment before falling into a fit of laughter. Who knew one night of drinking together would turn into such a mess?

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Finn helped Santana out of his truck as they pulled up to the large house in Lima Heights Adjacent. They had swung by a McDonald's to pick up a double cheeseburger and large fry for her on their way and it seemed to be doing some good. She was halfway sober as they walked up the front path towards the overpowering oak doors of the home.

'Thank you for putting up with my sad, drunk ass Finn. I know that it sucks having to be the babysitter but I really appreciate it.'

'Don't worry San, I really didn't mind. You sobered up pretty quick after the food.' He shrugged and squeezed the hand he was holding. 'The house looks empty. Are your parents gone?'

'Yeah, they decided to go on another vacation without me. My mom was really young when she had me and said that now that I can stay on my own she's going to live the life that I took away from her.' She replied with more sincerity than Finn had ever heard from her. It broke his heart.

'That's not fair. It wasn't your fault that she got pregnant young. When I found out about Drizzle I thought that my life was ending and I would have totally understood where they were coming from. But after I found out that I wasn't going to be the dad, all I felt was sadness. I would give anything now to give my whole life for a child. I wouldn't need vacations and big fancy houses… just a happy kid.' He shrugged and felt Santana wrap her arms around him. 'It's true… when you decide to become a mom or a dad you have to be prepared to devote every part of yourself to them.'

'That was the sweetest thing I've ever heard…' She replied. 'I totally agree. I know that one day I want a bunch of kids and I plan on doing everything in my power to be there for them; even when they don't think they need it. But that's enough of the deep emotional shit… want to come in and watch a movie? I could use the company.'

'That sounds good. I told my mom and Burt that I was going to stay out tonight so I don't have anywhere to be. Plus, the party wasn't much fun without booze so I need to do something fun to change that.' They both chuckled and headed inside. The home was even more extravagant inside and Finn couldn't help but frown as they got closer and closer to the entertainment room. 'It's so…' He started but Santana cut him off.

'Cold… empty… lifeless… expensive…' She trailed off causing him to laugh.

'All of the above. I can totally dig a big house if I could afford it but there's no heart… it feels like it's for a magazine and not a family.' Finn could tell that she was getting depressed again so he decided that he needed to change the subject. 'Anyway, what movie are we going to watch?' She gave him a knowing smile and grabbed his hand to take her into the room.

'Would you be annoyed if I suggested a cheesy romantic comedy?'

'Santana Lopez wants to watch a romantic comedy? I never thought I'd see the day.' She shoved him playfully and ran to the shelf that held their DVDs, sneaking him a dazzling smile over her shoulder. Finn could get used to this Santana. This was the real girl that was usually hidden behind the Bitch mask she wore at school.

'Have you watched Fool's Rush In? It's a classic.' She asked waving it in the air. He shook his head so she put it in and ran back to plop down beside him, snuggling against him to get comfortable.

'You know I'm only watching this for two reasons right?' He whispered as the scene opened up.

'Oh yeah, what are they?' She asked coyly.

'You… and Selma Hayek.' He added cheekily. 'I think I may have a thing for feisty Mexicans.'

'We do have charm.' She replied with a smile and lifted her head to kiss him. He leaned into the kiss and found himself pulling her into his lap to deepen it. It had been months since they were together and the last time had been filled with so much drama that neither had been able to truly enjoy it. They were both going to cherish it this time. He felt her tongue pushing against his lips and opened his mouth enough for her to slide it against his own. She moved her leg so that she could straddle him and leaned against him so they sunk against the couch pillows. Santana was amazed at how different this kiss was from the entire experience they had when she took his virginity. He had been so timid and careful, worried and guilty. Now he was free of the guilt, finally single and had more confidence in his moves. She felt his hands slip down and then move up slowly beneath her shirt, rubbing circles with his thumb causing a burning heat with every inch he touched. He captured her moan with his mouth and groaned himself when she started circling her hips on his lap, rubbing against him in the best way.

Without warning he flipped them so that he could lay her down on the seat and he could hover above her and allowing himself room to use his hands to drive her insane. He may have done some studying. His hands that had been moving softly against her changed their rhythm and now worked on teasing the erogenous zones he had read about. The way her breath kept catching was proof enough that he was doing a great job at it. He could feel her hands fluttering around trying to figure out what to do but her mind was too clouded with lust to succeed. He chuckled against her neck and felt her lift her hip against him causing him to snap his against her. They both moaned in unison before it became a frenzy to remove the barriers their clothes created. It had been almost a year since they had done this but both thought about that experience every day. Finn had never felt pleasure anything like what Santana had offered him that night and Santana had never felt so cherished; the way he kept asking her if she was okay, the way that he held her hand after it was over or even the way he refused to take her to some fast food drive thru and instead forced her to get dressed and go to IHOP. It had been awkward but both found a strange comfort in each other that night, along with a new found attraction that neither had acted upon it until now.

Santana lay beneath him in nothing but a smile and Finn couldn't help but soak it all in. She was gorgeous. Quinn and Rachel both had their own qualities that made them beautiful but Santana was everything that Finn had imagined the 'perfect' woman would look like. He kissed his way down her neck and let his hand slide down her toned stomach; let his fingers swirl around in the dip of her hips and then finally dipped down to skim down her dripping center.

'Finn…' She gasped as he used three of his large fingers to circle her clit, rubbing her with just the slightest bit of pressure. He knew she wanted more by the way her nails were sinking into his back but he was going to do this right. He moved his body down hers, kissing a hot trail as he went. 'Oh shit!' She screamed when she felt his tongue replace his fingers and bowed off the couch pushing her heat closer to his mouth.

'You taste so freaking good Santana.' His voice was thick with arousal and the she found herself keening, desperate for more. He answered her need by quickly inserting two fingers into her and immediately curling them to rub the rough patch inside her. It only took a few passes for her to cum hard around his fingers and against his mouth. He didn't give her time to recover before driving himself inside her to the hilt. 'Shit… fuck… so tight.' He choked as she screamed and came around his cock just from his initial thrust. He backed out slowly and rammed back in trying desperately to last long enough to bring her over the edge one more time before letting himself go. He moved faster and faster as Santana wrapped her legs around his hips to force him deeper.

'Fuck Finn… God it's… it's so fucking good…' She moaned and met him thrust for thrust.

'Shit San… fuck you're so fucking tight… are you close baby?' He choked and he felt her get wetter.

'Yes, so fucking close.' He moved his hand in between them, trying his best not to lose rhythm and let his three fingers press hard against her clit. 'Oh… oh… ohhhhhh fuck!' She screamed and came hard around him causing him to reach his peak with her.

They lay in a boneless, sweaty, sticky heap; neither of them having the desire to move, much less get up and get cleaned up.

'Jesus Finn… that was incredible.' Santana stated once she regained the ability to speak. He hummed what she took as a thank you and buried his head in her shoulder.

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The party had finally died down at the Berry house. More drinks had been served, more songs had been sung and more unusual couplings had blossomed.

'I can't believe Mike left with Quinn! Tina is going to freak when she finds out.' Rachel giggled as her and Puck shared the last bottle of pink wine; passing the bottle back and forth instead of serving it in the fancy red SOLO cups that were thrown around the room.

'I know but Quinn actually seemed pretty fucking happy. I hadn't seen her act that normal in ages.' Puck shrugged and handed her the bottle. She took a large swig that finished it off and pushed it so that it rolled across the carpet. 'I bet you $5 that all of those fuckers that left together… sleep together tonight.'

'I'm not taking that bet. Sam and Britt tried to get it on before they even made it out of my house! I had to throw her shirt to her as they got into the taxi.' She giggled again and snuggled into Puck's side. 'Did you have fun; besides the whole getting dumped thing…'

'I had a really good time Rach and could care less that the bitch dumped me. Artie's my boy and I could tell that he liked her back so I'm all for it.'

'That's very noble of you Noah.'

'Not really; just a few minutes before she dumped me in front of all of my friends I was making out with this little Jewish brunette that I really like and that I think really likes me back. Plus, now I still have my perfect record…'

'What perfect record?' She asked tilting her head. He wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her closer.

'I've never broken up with a girl… not once. I have a perfect record of being the one who gets dumped.' Rachel's eyes widened and her mouth fell open.

'A-are you serious Noah?'

'Totally; you were my first girlfriend in 8th grade and you dumped me for your stardom. I didn't have a girlfriend again until the summer before 10th when I dated Santana who dumped me because of my credit score. Then we dated again and you dumped me for Finn. I dated Quinn next because of the baby and that's what I was supposed to do but she dumped me because I was stupid. Next up was Mercedes and she dumped me because I was still bullying… so again, I was being stupid. Now Lauren has dumped me. I'm not saying that I'm a peach but I have yet to break up with a girl.' He shrugged.

'Was me breaking up with you in 8th grade the reason that you started picking on me?' She asked without judgment, just curiosity.

'I wish I could say no; that I wasn't affected by our breakup but the truth is that I was. It pissed me off that you didn't think I was good enough and so I retaliated. It was fucking dumb.'

'You were… you are good enough. I was just scared to like a boy as much as I liked you.' She gave him a big smile before puckering her lips dramatically so he could lean in and kiss her.

'You're fucking cute.' He joked once he pulled back from the very g-rated kiss. 'Now, what do you say we head upstairs and I show you just how cute you are?' He waggled his eyebrows and gave her his best smirk. He felt her stiffen beside him and immediately regretted saying anything. 'I'm sorry Rach… no pressure. I just, shit we don't have to…'

'Noah,' she interrupted putting her hand over his mouth; 'I really do like you and I was ready to give my virginity to you a long time ago… but we've been drinking and I really do not want to be a drunken mistake.'

'You're not a mistake Rachel…'

'I would love to believe that but you and I just polished off a bottle cheap wine after countless mixed drinks. Neither of us are in any condition to know how we'll feel once we're sober.' If she was honest with herself, she would admit that she was about two seconds away from throwing caution to the wind and letting this man have his way with her; to hell with regret. The way he turned his head and whispered gruffly in her ear was the final straw.

'I can think of a list of things I'd love to do with you that will sober us up…' He heard her quick intake of breath and knew her resolve had crumbled.

'Okay…' She whispered with relief knowing that she was finally going to get what she'd been aching for, for months. She let out a loud squeak as he lifted her to her feet unexpectedly and both laughed when they swayed on their feet.

'Shit… drunker than I thought.' Puck announced as he steadied them both. 'S'alright babe, we'll fuck ourselves sober.' He joked and she giggled as he led them towards the stairs.

'Noah!' She shrieked as he picked her up and threw her over his shoulder to carry her up the stairs. 'You better not drop me! You are in no condition to be carrying me like this… what if I fall and break my talent?!' He gave a full belly laugh and set her on her feet because they'd already topped the stairs to the second floor of the house. 'Oh…'

'You're kind of a drama queen babe… I dig it.' He joked and pushed her back through the open door to her room and kicked it shut. 'So, before we do the deed… you my girl or what?'

'You want me to be your girlfriend?' She asked with a beaming smile.

'Yeah… I'm not just going to fuck and dump babe. I told you I like you and I meant it.' Rachel launched herself at the hazel eyed boy and immediately wrapped her legs around his waist and attacked his lips. 'Is that a yes babe?' He asked when they pulled away for air.

'Hell yes I'll be your girlfriend!'