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A/N: And now to admit the truth to the parents...I wouldn't want to be in their shoes!
"I need the bathroom," Quinn called from the back seat, in a rather 'sing-song-y' voice.
"Again?" Puck asked, he glanced over at his brother, they both rolled their eyes, they'd already stopped twice for Quinn to go to the bathroom.
"Yes, again," Quinn replied with a pout. "And make it quick, because when I need to go, I need to go," she muttered. Quinn glanced over at Marley, the poor girl had slipped into an exhausted sleep, and she still looked troubled, even in her sleep.
"Alrighty, I'll pull in as soon as I can," Puck sighed, he glanced at the sat nav. "You know we've only covered five hundred miles, right? We still have another fifteen hundred to go," he commented.
"Well, my ass is tired from sitting and it's your fault I need to pee so often, I told you to use condoms," Quinn grumbled and slouched back in the seat.
Puck glanced in the rear view mirror, she looked like a sulky teenager, he smiled to himself. "Like I haven't heard that before," he whispered to himself.
"Sorry?" Jake said, he looked to Puck to repeat what he'd said.
"Nothing, doesn't matter," Puck replied, he didn't want to piss Quinn off, she looked pissed enough as it was.
"There's a Taco Bell," Jake pointed out the sign as they approached it on the interstate. "We could make it a munch break too," he suggested, he was feeling a little peckish, not totally starving hungry, but he certainly wouldn't turn his nose up at something to eat.
"Works for me," Puck replied and checked his mirrors before beginning to decrease speed in order to take the exit ramp.
"Do you think we could find a motel or something?" Quinn asked, she suddenly felt exhausted, she didn't think she could sleep in the car, she thought she might wake up and have motion sickness or morning sickness or something like that, plus, she felt super horny.
"Seriously?" Puck demanded. "You want to stop for the night? Already?"
"Yes," Quinn replied, she smiled and blinked at Puck in the mirror, she bit her lip in the way that always made him groan, especially when she had that hint of a smile going on too. Quinn pulled out all the stops, the smile, the little nibble of the lip, the flirty, smouldering glance through her lashes...Puck didn't stand a chance.
"You're not in too much of a hurry to get home are you?" Puck asked Jake, he glanced back and noted that Marley was still asleep. Puck caught Quinn's eye again when Jake shook his head, the almost wink told Quinn that she had won again, she smiled triumphantly.
"Two rooms, please," Puck asked at the check in desk. "Yes, facing the pool is fine," he answered the question from the clerk. "Thank you," he added as he produced his credit card for verification and recieved two sets of keys in return.
"Hey, you didn't have to pay for us," Jake cried when Puck handed him one of the keys.
"Well, I didn't think your fake would cut it, this place requires you to be over the age of twenty-one to book a room, not eighteen like some of them," Puck pointed out with a backwards nod to the sign behind the counter.
"Oh, thanks," Jake mumbled, he hadn't noticed that, he was used to the friendly, family run place out by Lost Creek Country Club in Lima, they didn't even ask for ID anymore. Jake thought with fondness of the room that he and Marley usually used, yes the decor was cheesy, yes the bed was a little lumpy, it wasn't the most photogenic place either, but they loved it, they had since the night of junior prom when Marley had gifted Jake with the most intimate thing a woman could give a man, her virginity.
"Is Marley ok?" Puck asked quietly as both girls stood beside the SUV, chatting quietly, Quinn seemed to be rubbing Marley's arm in a comforting gesture.
"It's probably the Columbia thing," Jake replied, it made sense to him. Puck nodded too, it more than likely was.
"Miracles can happen, you know," Quinn assured Marley with the confidence of a fairytale fairy godmother. "In all sorts of ways," she added and shrugged her shoulders as she smiled.
"Thanks Quinn," Marley replied and leaned forward for a hug. "And you're right, I need to talk to Jake about the fertility thing and I need to talk to my mom about Columbia," she sighed heavily. "I can only dream of a miracle," she added to herself.
"I need to shower first," Puck laughed as Quinn tried to pull the towel from around his waist.
"Don't play shy," Quinn pouted, "I've seen it all before," she assured him with a cheeky wink. "Seen it, touched it, kissed it, licked it," she added huskily. Quinn stopped trying to tug the towel, instead she gripped Puck's dick and felt it swell in her hand under cover of the towel. "I'm hungry," she moaned, "hungry for your cock in my mouth," she wailed quietly as she sank to her knees in front of Puck.
Puck's resistance shattered, he dropped the towel to the floor. "Fu-uck," he sighed as Quinn's tongue slowly traced a thin line from his balls, the full length of the underside of his dick, all the way to the tip, then she flattened her tongue and swirled it around to lap away the tiny bead of semen. Puck groaned, his stomach muscles tensed up, his thigh muscles quivered, the sensations that Quinn was causing radiated throughout his entire body, he shivered, he watched her, watched her looking up at him, she always looked so amazing in that position, so innocent, so shy, so fucking hot.
Quinn moaned with pleasure as Puck's dick slipped steadily towards her throat, she loved that feeling, that strange feeling, the one where she had to fight to control her gag reflex. Slowly she pulled back, allowed his dick to slip from her lips, she bent a little further to suck on his balls, her hand jacked his dick, she nuzzled and suckled, one then the other, back again, back again, Puck loved it, he adored it, she was amazing. Quinn returned her attention to the weeping tip of his dick, she flicked it lightly, rapidly with her tongue, just like Puck did on her clit, then she swooped in and swallowed him deep, deep in her throat.
Puck's breath faltered, he felt rather than heard the groan that tore from his throat, he grasped Quinn's head lightly, he pulled away from her mouth, he bent to kiss her, he loved that slight tang of his own taste on her lips, on her tongue. "Let me do that for you, baby," he whispered as he urged Quinn towards the bed.
Quinn felt as though she almost floated from the floor to the bed, Puck fell to his knees beside it, he tugged Quinn towards him till her ass was right on the very edge of the mattress. Puck stroked his hands up her thighs, his thumbs met at the spot, that crucial spot, Quinn almost came apart right there and then. "Ooooh," Quinn groaned, she lifted her head from the bed and looked down at Puck, watched as he played with her panties, watched as he tormented her with tiny, almost touches, with the suggestion that he was going to touch but just not quite delivering. Quinn's hips twitched, she whimpered, Puck relented.
"Is this what you want?" Puck asked as he thrust two fingers inside her. Quinn almost screamed, she tugged the pillow over and bit the corner of it, even she could feel the flood of moisture that almost gushed from her. "Look at you," he sighed, the pleasure in his voice was hard to miss. "Oh, baby," he groaned and dipped his head towards her, his tongue stroked up, from the flooded seam of his fingers, along her smooth flesh to the tiny, tiny, pleasure point that was currently the center of Quinn's universe.
"Ohhhhh," Quinn screeched as his tongue made contact with her clit. "Fuck. Jeez," she shouted, she couldn't help it, the way he did that, the way he flicked and suckled on her clit it just always blew her mind, and those two fingers inside her too, pressing against her g-spot, well, it was an automatic orgasm in any language. Puck glanced up at Quinn's face, her eyes were closed, her face a mask of pleasure, pain, he wasn't sure. He used the finger and thumb of his other hand to hold back the fleshy covering, he blew on her exposed clit, watched her shiver, he knew that she loved it, to be honest, he loved it too, he loved the taste of her, the texture of her. Puck shifted slightly, withdrew his fingers, used his thumbs to spread her open and stroked his tongue right inside her, Quinn's hips lifted from the bed, she pushed up into Puck's face, he growled into her, the vibrations made her shiver. Less than a minute later Quinn screamed.
"You're lucky," Jake grumbled to Marley as they both glanced at the adjoining wall. "Try being in the next tent to them," he suggested. Marley snickered with embarrassed laughter, Jake snorted too. "See, grandpa wanted all of us to visit, and by all of us he meant my mom, my dad, Ruth, Hannah, me, Puck and of course Quinn," he explained. "He was on one of his I'm not long for this world kicks," he added and pulled a face, grandpa Puckerman was always warning that he would be dead before long, and every single one of the family was convinced that the old guy would outlive them all.
"So why were you in tents?" Marley asked and settled back on the rather comfortable bed.
"Grandpa wanted to spend the weekend by the lake," Jake said, getting in to the flow of the story in the hopes that he could drown out the moans, groans and muted screams that were penetrating the wall between their room and his brother's room. "So, nana, grandpa, my mom, Ruth and Hannah, they took the bedrooms in the cabin, me and dad shared a tent, Puck and Quinn, obviously, they shared a tent too. Even dad was embarrassed, they might as well have been out in the open, they like to get loud," he muttered and covered his flushed cheeks as he heard his brother's voice.
"Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes," Puck shouted in time with every slap of his balls against Quinn's clit, he pressed her shoulders lower, thrusting her ass higher in the air. "Fuck," he yelled as he hit his peak, "ah, ah, ah, ah," he grunted with evey shot of semen, he knew he was filling her. Slowly Puck pulled back and allowed his dick to just rest in her entrance, the oozing white fluid dripped from her to land with a plop on the comforter. "Mmm," Puck sighed, he bent to bite the cheek of her ass and then slapped it lazily before he fell back tiredly.
"That was nice," Quinn murmured as she crawled to climb over Puck, to lie on top of him.
"Good," Puck replied with a satisfied grin, he didn't even open his eyes, he just patted her ass again.
"As an appetiser, that was really good," Quinn added and pushed up to sit astride him. "But I'm ready for the main course," she grinned and started to rock. "Thank God for pony club," she muttered as she used her own strength and long ago learned skills to encourage life back into Puck's now flaccid dick. "Come on baby," she moaned as her hands covered her boobs, as she plucked and tweaked at her nipples, she almost shot through the roof, she'd forgotten exactly how sensitive her boobs were. "Oh, yes," she shouted as his burgeoning erection nudged at her clit rather unexpectedly. "Yes, oh God, yes," she screamed as Puck suddenly thrust two fingers deep inside her again, to seek out that elusive pleasure point.
"This might go on all night," Jake sighed, he was a little embarrassed to admit that he was incredibly turned on. "They usually do," he muttered under his breath and tried hard to get comfortable.
Marley snuggled up to Jake's side, she wasn't unaware of the bulge in his pants, she loved the bulge in his pants, she just wished the bulge in his pants wasn't quite so big. Marley slipped her hand low over Jake's stomach, she looked up at him, saw the glint in his eyes, the smirk on his face. "Well, it'd be rude not to join in, right?" she murmured as she fell back. Jake slowly leaned over her, their lips joined, their tongues touched, Marley was lost once again.
"Good morning," Puck called as he knocked on Jake and Marley's door. "Come on, time's a-wastin'," he added as he knocked again. Puck shook his head and sighed as he walked away.
"Hey," Jake hissed, he poked just his head through the slightly open door. "Marley's still sleeping, it took us a long time to actually get to sleep last night, some noisy ass wouldn't quit," he grumbled and wondered if Puck would even realise who he meant. Puck was oblivious. "More, more, oh baby, oh Puck, do me harder," Jake mocked, Puck at least had the grace to blush.
"What can I say, pregnant equals horny," Puck replied after a second or so. "Get your ass in gear, breakfast now that Quinn's finished puking, and we have to get on the road, ok? See you soon, we'll be in the restaurant," he informed his brother.
"We kept those two awake last night," Puck informed Quinn when he went to make sure she was ready to go for breakfast.
"Oh God, how embarrassing," Quinn sighed, she pulled a face, she was totally embarrassed.
"It's never bothered you before," Puck commented and then thought about it a little bit. "Well, maybe a few times it has," he admitted quietly.
"Hey ho, such is life," Quinn grinned, "I'll get over it," she added and reached over to kiss Puck's luscious lips. "Oh God, I feel so horny, again, I feel like it will never be enough, like I'll never have enough of you, like I need you inside me all of the time," she sighed.
"Much as I would love that," Puck murmured against her lips, "I seriously think my dick would fall off within a week," he teased. "Plus, I'm not sure how safely I could drive if you were sat on my lap the whole way home to Lima," he added. "Go get ready for breakfast," he urged and swatted her ass again as she turned to go back to the bathroom. Puck looked down at the front of his pants the instant the bathroom door closed. "You, my man, are on double duty till we are back on base, don't let me down now, I'm counting on you," he told his nether regions.
"Fifty-nine bottles of beer on the wall, fifty-nine bottles of beer," they all sang as Puck drove them home.
"Can we sing something else?" Marley asked, this was the third run through and she was mightily tired of it, but the reception on the radio was absolutely garbage, so it was sing or be silent.
"Go for it," Jake offered, "what do you want to sing?" he asked.
Marley thought for a second and then leaned forwards to wrap one arm around Jake's chest, she smiled when his hand came up to cover hers. "When the rain is blowing in your face, and the whole world is on your case," she sang, her voice was beautiful and clear, even more haunting without music than it could ever be with music. Jake turned slightly to see Marley's face. "I could offer you a warm embrace, to make you feel my love," she sang to him.
Quinn could barely contain her emotions, she wanted to burst out crying but she also didn't want to interrupt such an amazingly sweet performance. How on earth could anyone beat this girl in a talent award was seriously beyond Quinn's comprehension. Quinn listened to the flow of words, to the emotions that were there in every syllable, that was exactly what she'd tried to get across in every song that she sang, every time she had performed in glee or on stage, Quinn wished that she'd had half as much talent. "That was wonderful," she whispered as Marley came to the end of the song. "You should have used that as your audition piece," she noted with a rueful smile.
"I wish I had," Marley whispered back and then sat back in her seat. "I bet it's time to stop for lunch, right?" she suggested, she wasn't sure if the emotional upheaval was the reason for her ravenous hunger or the energetic antics from the night before.
"I am so tired," Puck sighed as yet another set of road works slowed them down to a crawl. "Ok, sit-rep," he stated and shook himself. "Quinn, I have no doubt that you are about to eat the headrest, Jake, you're more than likely hungry too, I'm starving, Marley, you're the only one of us who doesn't eat the horse and go back for the saddle," he joked.
"Ok, so are we going to stop for the night?" Marley asked, she actually did feel a little hungry though she would be loathe to admit it.
"Yes please," Quinn called, she'd brightened up considerably since Puck had made the suggestion. "The Cornhusker, we'll stop there," she said and pointed to the huge hotel they were just approaching.
"Can I make a request please?" Jake asked, raising his hand a little. Puck lifted his eyebrow but didn't speak. "Can I please ask that our rooms are as far apart as the hotel can possibly accommodate?"
Quinn giggled and poked her tongue out at Jake. "Don't see why not," she replied and then winked at Puck, "means we can be as loud as we like," she whispered loudly, Puck grinned and nodded.
"Like proximity has ever stopped you before," Jake muttered under his breath while looking out of the side window. He was rather glad that neither Puck nor Quinn asked him to repeat his sentence.
"Je-esus," Puck groaned loudly, he watched with delight as Quinn backed her ass up against his stomach. "It's a fucking good job we weren't doing this when your mother caught us in the shower," he struggled to say. "Dear God, you are fucking amazing," he sighed and then grunted as he thrust deeper inside her. Puck held on to Quinn's hips, held her steady as he pushed into her.
"Mmmm, just like that," Quinn sighed as she straightened up. She wiggled her hips in a circle, Puck groaned even louder and sucked the water from her neck. "Don't you dare," she warned with a giggling squeal, she just knew he'd love to leave his mark on her, he always did.
"You know you love it," Puck growled against her skin. Quinn giggled again and slipped her hand between her thighs to stroke Puck's balls, she squeezed them gently and felt them tighten. "You're going to make me come," he groaned as she repeated the action again and again. "Fu-uck," he shouted as he blasted his hot essence against her cervix. "Shit, if you weren't already pregnant I bet that would have done it," he mumbled against her ear, the smile on his face was also in his voice. Quinn couldn't disagree, she had never felt so alive, never felt so satisfied, so wanted, so loved.
"No more stops, we are driving straight through to Lima today, it's less than twelve hours," Puck announced as they loaded the SUV up once again.
"I seriously believe that you have delayed enough," Jake agreed and looked at both Puck and Quinn with his eyebrow raised. "And you still haven't told anyone yet, have you?" he dared to ask.
"You know we haven't," Puck replied and glared a little at his brother. "But it's been an interesting drive, you've got to admit that," he said, he was almost pleading with someone to agree with him.
"It's been fun, but we do have to get back to see everyone," Quinn answered, "and tell them about the wedding," she pouted, suddenly she didn't feel quite so confident. "Should we just not tell them?" she asked nervously.
"You mean like just let them plan the wedding and go through with it?" Puck questioned, Quinn nodded and bit her lip. "Would that even be legal?" he asked, everyone shrugged. "Nope, we'll man up, be brave and just tell them," he decided firmly, Quinn smiled and gulped, it was still a long way to go to reach Lima.
"Hello-o?" Quinn called as she let herself into the huge house on Dudley Road. "Anyone home?" she shouted up the stairs. "Thank God," she whispered into Puck's chest, "no one's here, a reprieve," she muttered happily.
"Hello, darling," Judy said as she walked towards the couple, she removed her gardening gloves as she walked. "I was outside, I thought I heard a vehicle and came to investigate," she added in explanation. "Did you have a good trip?" she asked as she kissed first Quinn's cheek and then Puck's.
"We did," Puck answered. "Listen, do you mind if I call my mom, ask her to come over?" he asked, they really had to get this announcement out of the way.
"Of course not," Judy replied with a smile. "Your mother and sister are welcome here any time," she reminded him. "And we do need to discuss the wedding, even though you aren't going to actually get married just yet, we still need to start planning," she sighed, she sounded a tad disappointed. Puck called his mom and invited her over.
Twenty minutes later, Ruth Puckerman was sat in the lounge along with Judy, Puck and Quinn. "Ok, so before you start planning the event of the century," Puck said with a nervous gulp, "there's something you need to know," he announced and then looked at the expectant faces of the two ladies. "We already got married," he said in a rush of breath.
"I'm sorry, what?" Judy said, her smile had slipped somewhat, she looked confused.
"Care to run that by me again?" Ruth said in a harder voice.
"We stopped off in Vegas and got married," Puck explained, "two days ago," he added, though he wasn't sure that it would make the frostiness he could feel thaw at all.
"You went to Vegas," Ruth stated, "and got married?" she hissed crossly. "Just like that? With no thought to your family? To traditions?" she asked just before a tear rolled down her cheek.
"See, we thought that nana and Quinn's granny might have a better time accepting that we're having a baby if we were already married," Puck rushed to soothe his mother's obvious hurt. "And we thought that you guys could organise for us to renew our vows when Quinn feels ready after the baby comes," he added, in the hope that it would get the pair of them out of deep shit. So far, it wasn't looking good.
"If you've already rushed it then I think you should allow us to get something in place for the weekend," Judy announced. "We still want to see you two get married, and if you do it now, before you start to show," she said more to Quinn than Puck, "then I think we can forgive you for doing this without us," she said to drop the guilt time bomb. It had the desired effect.
"It will have to be Saturday at the latest, I have to be back on base on Sunday," Puck sighed after a moment or two, he looked at Quinn. "It's only fair, right?" he shrugged, Quinn agreed.
"Mom, I'm sorry that we did it this way, but please don't blame Puck, it was my idea," Quinn said tearfully. "I wanted us to be married before the baby comes, but I didn't want to have the circus that I know Frannie had before she got married, I just want to enjoy being pregnant and not have to worry about dress fittings and table decorations and seating plans," she explained.
"I know, I get it," Judy replied, she looked upon her daughter with compassion, "but I can't deny that I feel cheated," she added.
"I'm sorry," Puck apologised to both parents, "and you know that we'll do whatever you want," he said and then winced as he realised how vulnerable that made both him and Quinn. "Within reason though, right?" he added quickly.
Quinn was amazed at how quickly her mother could organise a wedding, or rather, a blessing. She took control of everything, Ruth stepped back and let her have at it, she was astounded too. By Friday evening, all of their families and most of their friends - even some of Quinn's Yale friends and Puck's air force buddies - had congregated in Lima for the ceremony on Saturday.
"Are you sure about this?" Puck asked quietly once he had closed the bedroom door behind them. "You know, I love this room," he added and grinned as he looked around the pink, girlie, room. "We have had a lot of adventures in this room," he said with a satisfied smile.
"It has certainly seen a lot of action," Quinn agreed as she snuggled up close to Puck, pressing him back into the door slightly. "Remember that first time?" she whispered.
"Fuck, yeah," Puck groaned against her lips.
"I still have my cheerios uniform," Quinn informed him with a suggestively cheeky wink.
"I hope you're thinking what my dick thinks you're thinking," Puck managed to say, his voice was a husky whisper, almost a growl.
"Oh, I think we're on the same wavelength," Quinn answered and spun away to her closet. "Back in a minute, make yourself comfortable," she instructed and hurried into her bathroom to get changed.
"Jesus," Puck whispered as he struggled to unzip his pants without emasculating himself. "Fuck, you are going to go off all on your own tonight, aren't you?" he asked his dick. "It's been a long time since that happened," he muttered as he undressed himself. "Calm, be calm," he advised his over-sensitive flesh. "It's just a cheerleader's costume, it's just a...fuck me," he sighed as Quinn emerged from the bathroom, dressed in her cheerios gear, her hair pulled up into a pony, she looked sixteen again and oh how Puck wanted her.
"Like what you see, fly boy?" Quinn asked, she posed a little, her hands on her hips, one leg in front of the other, on her toes, her knee bent a little.
"Love what I see," Puck growled. "Get over here," he ordered and grabbed Quinn to him as soon as she was in reaching distance. "Oh God, don't ever give this away," he begged and slid his hand up under the flippy little skirt. "Seeing you in this uniform will turn me on even when we're ninety," he promised and then led her to the bed. "Remember that first time, when you wouldn't take your top off?" he murmured, Quinn nodded as she lay back against the pillows. "Just the spankies, let me take them off, like I did that time," he begged, again, Quinn nodded. "Jesus, this is awesome," he sighed against her thigh as he sought his goal underneath the skirt.
"Oh, God," Quinn cried as Puck found his target with his tongue. She cried out again and again, her entire body shivered as Puck flicked and suckled at her clit, he almost drove her insane. "More, more, I need more," she wailed and thrust her hips up to meet his greedy lips.
"This? You want this?" Puck asked as he thrust two fingers into her.
"Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes," Quinn cried and shouted out her pleasure once more.
"Shhh," Puck hushed against her stomach. "Your mom will hear us," he reminded her.
"I don't care," Quinn cried, and she truly didn't care, she needed fulfillment and she needed it now.
"Ohhhh," Puck sighed as he replaced his fingers with his dick, he adored that first thrust, that feeling of his flesh being engulfed by hers, by the hot, slick channel that was built to accommodate him and only him. Puck knelt up over Quinn, he looked down at her face, she was almost comatose with pleasure. Puck flipped the skirt up out of his way, he loved to watch the way his dick grew slicker and slicker as it pistoned in and out of her, he loved the way her flesh moved with him, almost like it was gripping on to him.
Puck thrust and thrust, Quinn lay passive, she had climaxed so many times already she didn't know if she could manage any more. Puck tugged on her clit, she shattered once again. "Arghh," she screamed as the pleasure inside her could not be contained for a moment longer.
"That's it, that's it," Puck hissed breathlessly as she squeezed her muscles, massaging his dick at the same time. "Oh, God, fuck," he cried as he poured himself into her. "Fuck," he whispered a split second before he collapsed on top of her.
"Oh, my God," Judy whispered to herself, "this entire house needs to be soundproofed."
"Judy, I cannot believe that you have put all this together in just three days," Russell Fabray's new wife complimented her predecessor. "Congratulations for a job well done, you should go into politics," she advised, "I cannot imagine just how much you would be able to achieve in four years," she added, and her comments were genuine, she really felt that Judy was a force to be reckoned with.
"Thank you, Claudia," Judy murmured and shook that woman's hand lightly, she was never quite sure of the etiquette of old wife meeting new wife. "Oh, excuse me," she said with a touch more gratitude than she really should have felt, "there are people over there that I haven't greeted yet," she excused herself and hurried over to welcome some more of Quinn's and Puck's friends. "Welcome to my home," she said and kissed Rachel Berry's cheek, and Santana's and Brittany's. "It's so nice of you all to come at such short notice," she added. "Welcome," she said again when Mercedes and Sam joined the group. "Did they say anything to you guys about this?" she asked, she knew they'd all been together in LA last weekend.
"Not a word," Sam replied. "They told us about the engagement and the baby, but they said they were getting married afterwards, like even next year," he explained for everyone else. "Shocked the hell out of me when you called to invite us for this shindig today," he added with a grin.
"Shocked the hell out of me too," Judy murmured with a smile. "Please excuse me, there are more newcomers to greet," she said and drifted away to meet more people.
"Ready?" Puck asked.
"Yep," Quinn replied. "Look at everyone down there," she whispered as she glanced through her bedroom window to the overflowing yard below. "I can't believe that so many people came at such short notice," she said, her voice rose a little, almost a wail.
"Hey, they came because they want to see us married," Puck reassured his trembling wife. "They don't know that we already did it," he reminded her. "You look amazing, by the way," he added and turned her in his arms, how on earth Judy had sourced a wedding dress so quickly was beyond Puck's comprehension, but he was damn sure that his superior officers would be interested in a person with such skills.
"You look so handsome too," Quinn whispered against his lips. "I love you in your dress uniform," she added and took a deep breath. "Let's go," she said with conviction.
Judy managed to get everyone seated, she got Frannie and Hannah in place to walk in front of Quinn and Puck. "Ok, go," she whispered to Hannah. Hannah went first, her latte coloured dress floated beautifully in the slight breeze. "Go," she hissed to Frannie. Frannie followed the younger girl, her dress, the exact same colour suited her just as much. "Are you sure you want to walk together?" she asked the happy couple.
"Yes, we're sure," Puck replied. "Thanks, Judy," he murmured and dropped a brief kiss on his mother-in-law's cheek.
"Thank you, mom," Quinn whispered tearfully and kissed her mom's cheek too. Judy smiled and then left them to it, she hurried out to take her seat at the front of the gathering of family and friends. "Ready?" Quinn asked Puck.
"As I'll ever be," Puck replied and took her hand again. "Ready to get blessed, Mrs Puckerman?" he teased, Quinn giggled and nodded. "Here goes," he whispered as they walked out onto the patio. The music changed and every head turned to look in their direction. Puck and Quinn paused for a moment, and then strode slowly towards the gazebo, where the officiant waited along with Jake, Hannah and Frannie.
"Dearly beloved," the smiling man began in traditional fashion, "I know that many of you believe you are gathered here to witness the marriage of this wonderful young couple, but in reality, they are already married, you're actually here to witness the blessing of their union," he explained with a huge grin at the gasps and murmurs of shock from the congregation. "And from what I know about these two, what I remember from when I was their teacher, I'm more surprised that any of you are surprised," Will Schuester laughed. "Congratulations, by the way," he added to Puck and Quinn, "I always knew you two would make it," he whispered. "Since these two met there have been sparks surrounding them," Will said to the gathered people, "all of their family and friends can attest to that, I think we were all aware before they were, that they were meant to be, and I am so glad to be a part of this, your special day."
"Thank you," Quinn said through her tears, as she hugged Mr Schuester, "that was a beautiful service, I'm glad my mom asked you to do it," she sniffed.
"I'd have been insulted if she'd asked anyone else," Will replied and hugged Quinn tightly. "And it's about time he made an honest woman of you," he added as Puck drew near.
"I'd have married her years ago," Puck said quite honestly, "but she always refuse when I asked," he pouted.
"Not this time," Quinn said with a giggle. "This time you asked just right, at the right time, everything was just right," she grinned against his lips.
"I was naked, on my knees," Puck reminded Quinn, "does it get any righter?" he teased.
"Not for me," Quinn answered swiftly.
"Oh, oh, TMI," Hannah cried as she passed her brother and sister-in-law. "Please, Mr Schue, make them stop talking, put them in detention or something, I beg of you," she exclaimed dramatically.
"She is such a drama queen," Puck sighed and then ignored his sister to kiss his wife soundly, deeply, passionately.
"Woah," Sam cried as he walked towards the happy couple. "You still have guests here," he reminded them, "keep the kissing till you're all alone, please," he begged.
"I have to be back on base tomorrow morning," Puck said with a pout. "So if you guys don't mind, we're going to make ourselves scarce, have a wedding night at least," he announced loudly, which then brought about several cheers and and quite a few raucous comments.
They were followed from the house to the waiting car - which had been decorated in traditional fashion by Jake and Hannah - by guests who were covering them with rice and confetti, shouts of congratulations, good luck and good wishes rang in their ears. "I am so happy," Quinn whispered as Puck leaned over to kiss her before he started the car.
"Me too," Puck replied, he looked at the crowd through the windshield and smiled. "Let's get the fuck out of here," he muttered, "I have plans for your body before this night is over," he promised.
"Ooh," Quinn murmured and shivered in her seat, "I like the sound of that," she grinned. "Take me to bed," she whispered huskily and gave Puck such a sultry look, one that made his insides shiver.
"Your wish is my command," Puck replied and grinned as the tires squealed. Neither Puck nor Quinn could express just how excited they were for this night together, more so than any other, more so than even their real wedding night, this one seemed so much more official. And they couldn't wait...
