Title: Pride Parade
Author: vkdemon
Pairing(s): Puckofsky
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: ~360
Warnings: Hot Man Touching
Spoilers: Future fic, OMW canon to this verse.
Summary: whatihaventgot asked you:
BIRTHDAY DRABBLE REQUEST! Duck fic; anything with super sensual kissing. In the closet, out the closet, do not care. I WANT TONGUE IN MOUTHS! PLEASE AND THANK YOU. :)

A lot of things could happen at a pride festival. You could dance with a drag queen. You could end up in an orgy. You could have your mohawk painted in a rainbow. You could have some huge bear come up and recognize you from high school. All of those things had happened this weekend.

"Holy crap Karofsky you're gay?" Puck laughed and embraced the nearly 30-year-old bear.

"Says the dude with the rainbow hawk." Dave's voice was a soft rumble and damn did Puck like that sound. "You're gay? You used to be a real lady killer."

"Bi and I still am. Man-killer too. Something about muscles and scruff and testosterone always gets me going." Puck eyed the dark stubble along Karofsky's chin.

"Wow... So... first time to the festival?"

"Nope. Been coming every year since I moved out here. Plentiful drink and everyone's horny and ready for some public displays of hotness. You up for some of that?"

"Are you propositioning me Puckerman?"

"Fuck yes. Haven't seen a legit bear like you in a long time."

"You can't throw a rock around here without hitting a bear with a much better beard than mine."

"Dude. Shut the fuck up and kiss me." Puck grabbed the back of Dave's thick neck and pulled him into the kiss.

Thankfully Dave didn't try to talk again. Instead he pushed himself into the kiss with gusto. Those nice thick arms pressed around Puck's ribs and the shorter man groaned as his mouth opened. Dave's tongue invaded his mouth, insistent as it explored. Puck submitted. Years ago Puck would have never let another man take the dominant position. He'd been insecure and found the desire to be ravished. Now... well now Dave's thick hand were pushing into his jean pockets and squeezing at his ass.

Dave's sound was such a deep rumble that Puck just had to show his appreciation by taking a long suck of his tongue. Neither knew how long they were pressed together, but when they parted their breath heated across the other's skin and their chests rose and fell rapidly.

"I love Pride Parades." Dave chuckled, cheeks bright red.

"Ditto."