A/N: This story is a companion piece to 'Dress You Up in My Love' by turningcoffeeintotheorems. Each of these chapters follows one of hers, so they should be read first. The link is on my profile.
Warning: This story is rated M for a reason!
Disclaimer: I don't own Glee...
Rachel hid a smirk worthy of Puck himself from her position behind him as she watched her boyfriend die for the final time on screen. She backed up quickly to avoid his angry outburst and bit her lip when the controller in his hand flew across the room. His headset followed and the sound of the cheering coming through it cut off as it smashed against the wall.
"Fuck! Fuck fuck fuck. I can't believe I fucking lost that. I don't know what the hell happened. I own that game. Shit. How in the fuck did Finnessa beat me like that?"
Rachel wrung her hands together, feeling a tiny bit of remorse for manipulating him like she had and causing him to lose the bet against Finn. She didn't like seeing him this upset, especially when she was partly the cause. She quickly decided that it was up to her to make him feel better. She was confident she could take his mind off the crushing loss… and the fact that his clothing choices would be in the hands of Finn come Monday.
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Puck ran his hands through his Mohawk, pacing back and forth as Rachel watched from her spot behind the couch. His mind was spinning with replays of what he could have done wrong to lose so badly. Usually he dominated the fuck out of Halo and he still couldn't figure out what had gone wrong. He didn't even want to think about the bullshit Finn was going to make him wear next week.
He stopped his pacing and gripped the back of his neck as he felt small hands slide up his back under his t-shirt. Rachel made a soft shushing sound, pressed herself in close, and slid her hands around to stroke his stomach. He made an effort to hold on to his anger, but he could feel it melting away under Rachel's soft touch.
Puck turned to face Rachel and put his best sad face on, ready and willing to milk his loss into some sort of awesome gain.
"Baby, I lost." He knew he had a killer puppy dog face and he had no shame in whipping it out when the situation called for it. This was definitely one of those situations. He could practically see Rachel melt in front of him as she was hit with the full force of his pout.
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Rachel knew what he was doing. This wasn't the first time Noah had used his 'secret weapon' as he liked to call it on her and she was sure it wouldn't be the last. Even when she was ready for it, she could feel herself softening as his bottom lip stuck out and his eyes went downcast.
She reminded herself that she was supposed to be comforting him, so she shook off the daze he'd put her in and concentrated on making him happy. She pressed herself tightly to his front and rubbed against him slightly, utilizing her braless state to its full advantage. He grew hard against her stomach and groaned low in his chest.
"I'm sorry you lost, Noah. Is there anything I can do to make it better?"
Rachel blinked up at him, using her excellent acting skills to yet again appear completely innocent. The expression on her face and the way she was moving her body against him were at complete odds with each other, however.
Noah groaned again and snaked his arms around her, bending his knees slightly so he could circle her waist and pull her in even closer. "I've got a few ideas that might make it better, baby. Let's go up to my room and see if we can figure something out."
He bent even further to pick her up, but she stopped him with a quick shake of her head. She walked forward, pushing him backwards until his legs hit the couch and he flopped down in the spot he'd been sitting in when he was defeated. Normally Rachel would never even entertain the possibility of doing something remotely sexual in the common areas of Noah's house, but she knew his mom and sister weren't due back for a few hours and she liked the idea of finishing her distraction right where she'd started it.
He'd fallen abruptly and had taken her with him. She ended up in a less than graceful sprawl across his chest, making it rumble with laughter under her cheek. She picked her head up and narrowed her eyes at him, trying and failing to send a message of displeasure. It was hard to feel any sort of displeasure when he felt so good beneath her.
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Puck stopped laughing, realizing it wasn't the best idea to laugh at a chick when she was warm and willing in your lap. He tilted his head back a little as she squirmed around on top of him to find a more comfortable seat. He didn't know about her, but he was pretty fucking comfortable with the way her ass settled on top of his cock and her breasts ended up at eye level.
He licked his lips at the offering in front of him, tugging down the front of her shirt to expose one nipple and leaning forward to suck it into his mouth before she could protest. She squeaked in surprise (fucking cute as hell, which was something he would never have thought before she came into his life) and grabbed at the back of his neck, tugging on his Mohawk at the base and making him groan around her.
She squirmed around on his lap as he bit and then teased the hardening bud with his tongue. The sexy little, "Noah," she breathed out had him pulling back so he could switch to the other side. He snickered when she whined at the loss of his mouth and smirked when she sighed at its return. They'd been doing this for at least six months and he still wasn't used to how hot she was like this.
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Rachel threw her head back and moaned as Noah continued to tease her breasts. His mouth was incredibly talented and she felt like she could never get enough of him. She moved her hips down against the hardness there and blushed when a high pitched yell came out of her mouth. She knew she was vocal during love making, but it was altogether a different feeling to be so loud in such a public part of Noah's house.
Noah pulled back to look up at her with heavily lidded eyes and asked, "You like that, baby? Feel good?"
She managed to nod, even as his hands began pushing her tank top up her torso. He pulled back further so he could continue pulling it up and over her head and off her arms, leaving her topless in front of him. The spark of lust she could see in his eyes made her flush with pride. He was very good at making her feel wanted and sexy and it never failed to make her both baffled and happy.
"Fuck, baby. You should go without a bra more often. S'fucking hot." His hands that had finished flinging her top away from them returned to cup her breasts and he let his thumbs brush against her still tightened nipples as he stared.
Rachel suddenly felt very exposed sitting half naked on top of Noah in his family room. She decided to even the playing field by putting her hands between them and tugging his shirt upwards. He helped the process by arching his back so she could free the fabric from between him and the couch and soon he was just as topless as she was.
Her fingers went to one of her favorite spots, toying with and tugging at his nipple ring. She bit her lip when this made him tighten his hands around her breasts and thrust his hips up against her. She looked him in the eye and asked, "Does that feel good, Noah?"
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Fuck. His girlfriend was so fucking sexy. She didn't even know what she did to him with those little questions and the way she was tweaking at his piercing. Or maybe she did and he'd unleashed some sort of sexual power on the world or something. Hey, as long as he was the only one benefiting from it, he was down.
Puck reluctantly took his hands off of his favorite resting spot for them and dropped them down to the waistband of the admittedly hot, but somewhat inconvenient yoga pants she was wearing. He wasn't used to having to deal with pants, pretty much completely used to skirts and most importantly easy access by now. He must have thought about the problem for a little too long, because the next thing he knew Rachel was off his lap and standing in front of him. The view may have been fucking awesome, but she was too far away and that was just unacceptable.
He was ready to reach for her and pull her back down on him when she stuck her thumbs in the tops of the black pants and began to shimmy them down her legs, complete with a little wiggle as she went. Puck fell back against the couch to enjoy the show. She had both the pants and her panties around her ankles in no time and was straightening up to kick them off in the next moment. He let his eyes run down her body and leered a little at how perfect it was.
Rachel stepped forwards and pushed his knees apart, confusing him in the process. She was supposed to be back in his lap by now. Instead, she knelt to the floor in front of him and between his spread legs and smiled up at his probably stupid expression.
"Let me make you feel good." This breathy declaration was accompanied by her hand running over the bulge in his lap, making it clear what she meant.
He thought for (milli)second before clasping his hands behind his head and smirking down at her. He smirked even wider when he saw her eyes take in the way this position made his arms look.
"Have at it, baby."
Rachel gave him a look that was probably supposed to be a warning, but it was ruined by the way her little fingers were plucking at the drawstring on his pants. He hadn't bothered to get dressed beyond sweat pants and a t-shirt, so there was no hiding how turned on he was through the tenting of the fabric in his lap.
Rachel untied him and tugged the waistband down. Puck helped by lifting his hips so she could slide the sweats the rest of the way off his legs. It had been a commando kind of morning, so there was nothing left between him and her hand, which went immediately to circle the base of his cock.
Puck grunted as she squeezed and pulled upwards, milking a drop of pre-cum from the tip. The grunt turned into a full-on moan when she leaned forwards and licked the fluid into her mouth and then sucked him in after it. His hand flew to the back of her head to grip the hair gathered there and he had to remind himself to ease up before he pulled too hard. It wasn't easy because his girl was a master at this.
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Rachel didn't know, or much care to know, what other girls thought of the act she was currently performing for her boyfriend. All she knew was that she loved it. She loved the feeling of power she got when she had Noah writhing under her and at her mercy and she loved being the one to bring him pleasure. She supposed it was connected in some way to her love of the spotlight, because how better to get her boyfriend's attention than pleasuring him orally?
She hummed lightly as she slid down his length towards the base and relaxed her throat when she felt him nudge the back of it. She usually had to make a few passes before she was relaxed enough to take him further, and today was no different. She bobbed back up and breathed in through her nose as she went back down slowly, almost teasing him.
Her other hand came up to stroke and massage his balls as she repeated the process with her mouth, moving lower each time. She catalogued each groan and grunt, mapping out where his hips tried to twist and taking pleasure in each show of him losing control. Because of her.
Rachel increased the pace and suction of her mouth and moved one finger to stroke at the smooth skin behind his balls. Noah thrust up into her mouth, but she was ready and waiting for it, knowing what his reaction would be to that particular act.
She wasn't surprised when she felt his hands circle under her arms, haul her off his erection, and pull her back to her previous spot on his lap. He very often didn't let her finish him with her mouth, preferring to be inside her in another way when he came. She didn't mind it one bit and honestly she was more than ready for him.
"You like to make me lose control like that, don't you babe? Maybe you need to lose some control, too. What do you think?"
Rachel could only whimper in response as Noah's long fingers found her wetness and played against her clit. She squirmed above him as he teased her opening and then plunged two fingers inside of her. She lost her breath as she clenched immediately around him, experiencing one step down from a full orgasm.
Noah pulled his fingers out with a growl and grasped her hips, lifting her and pulling her back down on his length with one smooth action. They both cried out at the abrupt way he filled her and Rachel fell forward to cling to him for a second, using the moment to center herself.
Noah breathed out sharply and said against her shoulder, "Shit, baby. I've gotta move." He punctuated his declaration with a thrust of his hips that caused Rachel to bounce in his lap and cry out, "Noah!"
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Puck always said he saw God in the women he was with, but he was pretty sure it wasn't entirely true until Rachel. She felt perfect around him every. Damn. Time. He didn't know how she did it, but he hoped it never stopped.
After his first thrust, Rachel pulled back a little to look at him and then leaned forward to crush her lips against his. She lifted her hips off his lap and slid back down, moving like the dancer she was against him. He battled for control of their kiss as their hips started to move together and soon they were moving in perfect rhythm.
Puck broke the kiss first and fell back against the couch with a thud as Rachel stayed upright in his lap. He watched as her body moved and rolled above him and he had to fight to remain in control against the fucking perfect picture she made. He thrust up against her over and over again, using his hands to pull her hips down harder with every move and flexing the strong muscles in his thighs for more power.
Rachel tipped her head back and Puck bit out a, "Fuck," when that move stretched her body and made him hit even deeper inside of her.
He could feel himself getting close and knew by the sounds she was making that she was too, so he moved one hand in to seek out her clit and apply firm and steady pressure there. She jerked forward and grabbed onto his shoulders, squeezing them and going completely silent as her orgasm hit, something she only did when she was coming incredibly hard.
Puck groaned at the way she clenched around his cock over and over again and pulled her hips flush against his as he let go and came himself. He continued to rock her back and forth against his pelvic bone as they both experienced the aftershocks.
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Rachel collapsed into a sweaty heap on top of her boyfriend, completely boneless and unwilling to move for a very long time. Noah's arms came around to pull her tighter against his chest. She could feel the words vibrate through his chest as he said, "Holy shit, baby. That was hot."
Rachel stayed where she was, but mustered up the energy to ask, "So I take it you feel better?"
"About what?"
Rachel grinned to herself and mentally dusted her hands off. Phase one of the plan was successfully completed.