A/N: It's been a LONG time since I've written a multi-chapter story so I usually dry out sometimes. But please bare with me!
DISCLAIMER: I don't own gLee. But I wish I did :(
IMPORTANT REMINDER: Rachel likes Finn. Puck and Quinn NEVER happened in this story. And Finn is with Quinn. Considered slight AU, I presume.
Puck was tired after the last day of school before the summer break. It was almost six pm and all he wanted to do was go home and crash on his bed. He grabbed his things from his locker and grunted a 'bye' to Finn, Matt and Mike and walked briskly to his car. Noah Puckerman was a badass and so he yanked open his truck's door and dumped all his junk inside and slammed it shut. He put his key into the ignition and started the car and belted up. He adjusted his left side mirror and when he was going to adjust his right side mirror, he yelped in disbelief at the figure that was sitting in the seat next to him. Oh, how could he have been so blind?
"What the fuck are you doing in my car, Berry?" He stared at Rachel Berry with accusing eyes. "Wait, no. How the fuck did you get into my car in the first place?!"
"I was hoping that you would refrain from using all those profane words on me the moment you noticed me, Noah," Rachel clasped her hands to her skirt and gave him her award winning smile. "As for me entering your vehicle, I have had experience with tweaking the mechanisms in the lockage system of the door."
"Here's the thing, Berry," Puck growled. "In English, it's called breaking and entering."
Rachel stared at him with her doe eyes. Her expression was unbelievable.
"But Noah," She started. "You left the door unlocked. All I had to do was pull the little trigger and voila, the door opened."
"It's called a handle," Puck gripped the steering wheel tightly. His knuckles were almost white. "What do you want, Berry? Spit it out."
What Puck saw next was beyond disbelief. Rachel was blushing, hard and all her eyes could look at were her hands, placed on her thighs. Puck rolled his eyes. "If you have nothing to say, I rather you get out of my car so I can go home and fucking sleep."
"You need not use profanities with me, Noah Puckerman!" She bawled, a small tiny, almost invisible tear trickled down her cheek. Rachel knew his weakness. He was never one to tell off a crying girl.
"I need you to help me with something …" She mumbled, embarrassedly. "I need you to teach me how to fornicate."
Puck nearly released the hand brake when she said that. Rachel Berry needed him, Noah Puckerman, almighty badass and Lima renowned sex god, to teach her how to fuck? His ears perked up. Berry wasn't that bad if you mentally undressed her, he thought. His eyes scanned her up and down. Definite virgin, he decided.
"I don't need to hear your reason to want to have sex, everyone likes to have a carefree fuck once in a while, yeah?" Puck grinned. "But what's in it for me?"
Rachel's eyes widened. She hadn't thought of that. "Well, I thought that we could … y'know, just fornicate without any attachment. That way would have been easier, don't you think?"
"Berry, I can tell that you're not interested in a hump and dump with the Puckster," She shuddered. The Puckster? What was that all about? "By the looks of you," Puck looked at her up and down. "You need more than one 'class' for me to teach you the whole works of the male and female anatomy. And I even have the whole summer to teach you."
"I'm surprised you know the word 'anatomy', Noah," Rachel crossed her arms and raised her eyebrows. It was Puck, no one else knew more about the male and female body parts than him.
"Seriously, Berry, before I start anything with you," Puck crossed his arms. "Why are you doing this?" Most probably sick of being so uptight all the time, he thought. She scooted over and whispered something into his ear while blushing profusely. Puck's eyes widened slightly in shock. Slightly. He was a badass and badasses don't widen their eyes in mere shock.
"You want me to teach you to fuck so that you can get into Finn's pants?!"
Rachel winced. "I would prefer if you do not use that profane word with me, Noah."
"What profane word? Fuck?" Puck grinned. "Berry, you're taking up my sleeping time by sitting in my car. I need to get home."
"I do not like that word, Noah Puckerman," Rachel frowned at him. Puck rolled his eyes. "Fine, but you can't use the word fornication with me. It's too long and I'm lazy to say it all the time to catch up with you."
"Oh, but I am most definitely not going to use the f-word," Rachel crossed her arms in a hussy fit. "How about the word 'sex' then?" Puck growled. Crazy Berry was getting on his nerves. "Sex?" Rachel looked at his questioningly. "Repeat after me, Berry," Puck grabbed Rachel's shoulders and faced her towards him. " 'Noah Puckerman, would you teach me how to have sex?' " Rachel blushed, again. She nodded slowly, as if registering the words into her head.
"Noah Puckerman, would you teach me how to have sex?" Rachel mumbled, her cheeks aflame. "Now, that wasn't very difficult to say, wasn't it, Berry?" Puck grinned.
"Well, you still need to get out of my car," Puck gestured at the door.
"Umm, you see, I have a bit of a problem, Noah," Rachel smiled at him. "I also need a ride home."
Puck groaned and stepped on the accelerator. This was going to be a crazy summer.
I hope it wasn't too bad for a first chapter. REVIEWS ARE LIKE MY OWN PERSONAL BRAND OF MARIJUANA! :D
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