Sabrina and Puck are taking things slow. They're going carefully, making sure things will work out between them this time instead of just ending up a mess where one of them walks out on the other. Really they are.
Which is why they aren't having wild animalistic sex right now, despite what they are doing.
She thinks she's doing a pretty decent job of controlling herself, to be honest.
Just 'cause they're naked together now, just 'cause they ended up making out passionately the night after she was supposed to get married, it doesn't mean they're a couple again, after all. 'Cause she knows he's no good for her.
But God damn he is sexy.
And she's having a really hard time convincing herself that this is just a one night stand, that Puck is not going to stick around, that even if he did they'd just argue all the time and be horrible for each other, that this is a very bad idea.
Which it is. She should get up, get dressed, leave, and go talk to Bradley.
But there's something between her and Puck, a passion, that was never there with Bradley. And sometimes she gets really tired of fighting it.
Plus Puck is kissing her neck and it's making it really hard for her to think.
Screw it, she decides. She'll worry about being a rational adult in the morning.
For tonight, she rips herself away from Puck and dives down between his legs. She's going to get the best possible revenge on him, and he's going to enjoy every second of the agony that will be her mouth around him.