A/N: So it snowed for the first time this season and I figured in honor of that I could post a piece of mine that I stumbled upon on my hard drive. I had apparently hit a road block with it, stopped working on it over a month ago and then promptly forgot about it. Normally due to the length, I would put this in the drabble collection but I felt like it could have it's own. So anyway, enjoy this short little piece and thank the snow for inspiring me to work on stories and finding this.


Sometimes he really hates the holiday season, especially with the whole eight days of gifts thing. It's hard enough trying to think of one awesome present, how in the fuck is he supposed to come up with eight? He's not even really sure of what else he should get her this year as he's already gotten them various tickets to some Broadway shows that he knows she wants to see again. Then there's the new necklace with matching earrings and bracelet. And let's not forget the small fortune he shelled out for a weekend at some fancy pants spa. So he's got seven of his nights covered and is just drawing one big ass blank on what else to get her so he just caves one night in early December and decides to just ask her what she wants.

Puck's not really sure when's the best time to bring it up but he figures after her third orgasm of the night probably isn't that bad of a choice since her brain should be too muddled to think too hard about the fact that he doesn't have all of his shopping done already like she probably does. "Hey Babe?"

"Hmmm," she hums contentedly as she runs her fingers idly over his chest.

"What do you want for Hanukkah?"

Rachel's fingers still for just a moment before she tells him, "You know that whatever you get me will be fine because it's from you."

Yeah he knows that but that doesn't really help him out any with her final gift so he presses on. "Come on, Rach. There's gotta be something that you secretly want and would just never think to tell me." He can not only hear but also feel her breath hitch, as she's curled into his side, so he knows that he's hit on something so he tries again. "Tell me."

"Noah."

Puck smirks even though she can't see his face and says, "You've already got me so try again. Tell me what you want for Hanukkah."

Rachel gulps and her fingers squeeze into his side so hard that he almost winces from the pain. "I want…" but she trails off as she loses her nerve.

"Come on, Baby. Tell me what you want. It can't be that bad."

She takes a deep breath and tries again. "I want to tie you up an-"

Puck cuts her off and rolls them over so that he's hovering over her naked body. "That could be hot. What are you gonna do with me once you've got me all tied up?"

Slightly bolstered by his interest Rachel continues telling him what she secretly wants, "and make you watch me with another woman."

"Fuuuck." His body shudders at her admission and now he just wants to rail her all over again. "That's so hot, Baby. So you want to have a threesome because I can totally get behind that Hanukkah gift."

The naked brunette just shakes her head and looks him in the eye and clarifies her idea for him. "I want you to watch, and only watch, me with another woman. I want to put on a show for you. Your inclusion is at my discretion."

Puck just stares at her dumbfounded. "Holy shit." He then kisses her so hard that he's positive he's bruising her lips but he's so fucking turned on right now that he can't even bring himself to care. "So do I need to find the girl then or something?"

"No I've already got someone in mind. I just need to ask her," Rachel tells him.

"Fucking love you, Baby," Puck says as he slips back inside her to give her not only a fourth but also a fifth orgasm for the night. As they drift off to sleep he quietly asks her, "Is it Hanukkah yet?"