A/N: So as one of the reviewers reminded me the quote I use is actually about Finn. Oh well, I guess whenever I watched the episode the first time I missed that bit and since you only see Finn sticking out his tongue during their "interview" after the number it didn't really stick with me. Not nearly as well as Mr Hottypants, Noah Puckerman's tongue action.

DISCLAIMER: I'll only post this once, I do NOT own the rights to GLEE. If I did, I wouldn't have Finn as the male lead in all the songs. Does his voice annoy anyone else or is it just me?

... sticking his tongue out. I kept picturing him licking things. It was really disturbing."

Even as the words left Tina's mouth she knew they were just a cover; a well worded lie to distract Kurt from the truth. In reality, while the boys had been performing their song, Tina's eyes had locked onto Puck despite her best efforts to focus on Artie or at least the group as a whole. But no, her eyes just kept being drawn in like a tractor beam to those whore red lips. Seeing Puck in tight, black pleather and four inch platforms was like a naughty school girl outfit to a guy: total turn on.

Watching him carefully maneuver his way across the stage and try to make it look like it was totally natural had made her blood flow more quickly through her veins. The second he knelt down and raised his hand to his mouth, Tina knew she would be in trouble if she didn't look away, but like a wreck on the other side of the interstate she couldn't close her eyes or turn away. His surprisingly long tongue crept forth from his mouth and then undulated at a speed that Tina had previously thought could only be duplicated through the aid of batteries. That was the end for her.

Sitting on the wall, Tina crossed her ankles tighter but could feel the warmth and wetness between her thighs come unbidden. A tingling started at the back of her neck and spread down her back only to settle in the pit of her stomach. She felt her nipples harden against the silk of her slip and the seams of the plastic orbs brush against her breasts in all the wrong, yet oh so right places.

When the boys posed in their finale marks and the last chords and cymbals drifted off into silence, Tina felt it might be safe to breath and clapped along with the other girls. She was careful to place her hands in her lap to keep the orbs from moving and carefully examined the toe of one of her boots while Mr. Schue began his post-song interview of the boys.

"... of course, that doesn't really explain my whore lips."

That voice. Tina looked up and noticed that Puck had his eyes trained on her. What was he doing looking at her? She shifted nervously and tried to get herself back under control. "Come on, Tina, don't fall to this! Think of something. Skulls, spikes, darkness, candles, rustling black sheets, hard, sweating bodies. NO, no, no!" Tina closed her eyes tightly and gave her head a serious of quick, but small shakes, silently hoping that the traitorous thoughts would be dislodged from her brain. This only seemed to intensify her problem as an image of herself and Puck rolling under those black sheets in the candlelight appeared behind her eyelids.

Her mind and body seemed to have formed an alliance and were leading a rebellion against her sanity and better judgment. There was no way this was going to end well.

Puck had to admit, there was something sort of empowering in performing in full makeup. The process of getting said makeup off his face was a task he could do without he thought to himself as he squirted another dollop of dish soap into his palms and lathered it up. Of course, he could live without the heavy ass stacked shoes that made him feel like he was walking in a pair of combat boots with cement blocks strapped to the bottom, as well.

This was a different high than doing the normal numbers with everyone else or even his solos that were designed for maximum girl swoonage. No, this was more raw, more primal. Seeing the girls at the back of the auditorium screaming and going crazy was just that much more incentive to let himself fall deeper into the role. Well, all the girls minus one.

That weirdo, gothicka chick was still just sitting there. What was her problem? Did she always have to be this emo and depressed? Puck trained his eyes on Tina and made a decision. He refused to look at anyone else until he either got a reaction out of her or had to turn around for his upcoming jump from the drum riser.

It was time for his solo after Finn's opening lines and still his eyes never left her face, but he noticed something about her. There was something not right in her eyes or hell, he wasn't sure, just something wasn't the way he had remembered it being. Needing to test his idea, he knelt down and enacted his Gene Simmons' impersonation. He saw a blush rise up to Tina's cheeks, while her lips parted and she began to squirm in her seat on the wall, but still her eyes never moved from his. Oh yeah, he definitely had her attention now.

Puck stood up, turned his back and walked to the drum riser. So, the loli-goth wasn't as unaffected as she pretended to be. But why did that even matter, Puck thought to himself as he gathered the warm water in his hands to rinse the suds from his face. Sure, she was pretty, but so were a lot of other chicks from school and they weren't playing around in his head at that moment. He should be thinking of Quinn. Heck, she was living in his house, was pregnant with his daughter, and was due to give birth in only a few weeks. Once the truth was out about them, things were supposed to have changed and they had, just not in the way he had thought they would.

She still gave him the cold shoulder about most everything and refused to talk about the baby as a person. The pregnancy and how uncomfortable she was becoming, oh yeah, those topics were fair game but anything that had to do with the future and - he hated to even say the word - feelings were shutdown quicker than a Chinese buffet after temple was over on a Saturday night. Maybe that had something to do with it. Quinn still held strong to her gentile, holier than thou attitude towards him.

He rested his forearms on the kitchen sink. A name like Cohen-Chang it'd be just confusing and wrong if Tina weren't a Jew. Hadn't he seen Stutterfly at temple during Passover? It was hard to remember as his mother had been nagging him not only that he needed to attend more often, but also that he needed to find a good, Jewish girl and that it was such a shame that he botched his chance with the poster girl, Rachel.

"You still have star outline around your eye," Quinn said softly from beside him as she held out a packet of face wipes towards him.

He grunted and took one of the wipes working on his right eye. "Why do girls wear this stuff if it's so hard to get off?"

Quinn just scoffed and took another wipe to work on some of the white smudges still lingering on his left jaw. "Not all makeup is this stubborn. And besides, we wouldn't have to wear it if you boys would take notice of us without it."

Puck reached for another wipe and walked over to sit at the kitchen table. Still working on his face he let Quinn's words sink in. He didn't want his baby girl to feel like she had to work for a boy to notice her. Having his and Quinn's genes it would be impossible for boys to not notice her once she got old enough and that made some protective dragon that he didn't even know existed begin to release a rumbling growl from somewhere low in his chest. How much of what he noticed about girls was because of all the work they put into it and how much was the actual girl? Thinking about it, he realized that even though Tina would wear a bunch of gunk on her eyes the rest of her face didn't seem to ever have makeup. Most of her efforts were put into her hair and clothing almost as if she was intentionally making sure that people didn't look at her face. Weird.

Why go through all that work to draw attention but hide her face, especially when she was pretty? And it wasn't like she had anyone else to compete with being the only Asian girl in school. In Puck's mind was a mess; it made no sense to him. Was it intentional or did she just not know what she was hiding?

"You haven't mentioned anything about video games yet tonight, what are you thinking about?" Quinn asked as she took the wipe out of his still hand to throw away with the others.

He leaned his arm on the table and cradled his mouth in his palm, hoping to completely muffle his answer. "Tina."

"Tina?" Quinn spun around and stared at Puck, her mouth slightly open and one of her eyebrows cocked.

"Yeah, you know the gothicka chick from Glee. She wouldn't stop staring at me this afternoon and now I can't get her out of my head."

Quinn sat next to him and had a grin on her face. "Oh, no, the great Puck-zilla has finally fallen for a girl. So when are you planning on climbing the Eiffel Tower with her in your mighty paws and confessing your undying love?" She couldn't help but let a laugh escape at the look on Puck's face. It was mixture of embarrassed shock and annoyance.

"Shut up. I knew I shouldn't have said anything," he said with a scowl.

"Oh, no, it's just too much," Quinn said struggling to regain her breath and stop the giggles that still wanted to escape. "The thought of you pining over someone who doesn't even... I mean really, first me, then Mercedes, are you just a glutton for punishment or what?"

"Obviously, you know us Jews, we were made to suffer."

"Hmm, besides, what makes you think that Tina would have anything to do you outside of Glee? You two are night and day and I though she was with Artie now?"

"I don't know, but I have to figure something out. Besides, if I get her I'll have a complete set as far as the Glee girls go, " Puck said with a laugh.

"If that's all this is to you, another notch in the belt, I swear I'll smother you with a pillow tonight," Quinn said venomously with her eyes narrowed on him. "Tina and I may not be the best of friends but I refuse to let you use her while I know about it."

Puck placed his hand over hers and looked her straight in the eye. "This isn't about another conquest. I don't know what it is, but I have to see this through and at least give it a try. I haven't thought about one girl for this long since I had you."

"You never had me, Puck."

"Well then, doesn't that show you how different this is from all the other times?"

"Fine. But don't come crying to me when she turns you down."

"Babe, please. Who could turn this down?"

"Oh, let's see. There's been me, Brittany, Santana, Mercedes, Rach-"

"Okay, okay. Whatever. So, do I have your support in this or not? As soon as anyone else gets wise to what I'm doing they'll do whatever it takes to keep me away from her."

Quinn thought about it for a moment. Puck did have a point. The second any of the other Glee members saw him speaking to Tina they'd shut it down before he even got started. If not to protect her then to spare Artie the trauma of having to see his girl be hit on by someone else. "I'll do what I can to keep the dogs at bay for the first few days, after that you're on your own, Casanova."

"Alright, Operation Seduction is a go."