"Okay, Kurt, you might have to help me with this part."

Kurt gave Puck a cheeky grin. "And why is that, Noah?"

Puck sighed. "Because I was extremely drunk and the details are a bit... hazy."

The countertenor laughed. "Alright, I'll help you as best I can."

Puck nodded. "Okay, I'm ready."

"Hey guys!" Mercedes shouted out over the music to get the glee club's attention. "Who wants to play a game?"

Mike took off the lampshade that had been perched on his head for most of the night. "Like what?" he asked.

"Monopoly!" Artie shouted, happy with the prospect of being able to throw money around.

Santana glared at the boy in the wheelchair. "How about Twister?" she suggested sinisterly. Brittany pursed he lips and gave Santana's arm a small smack. The tan girl winced and said, "Okay, how about I Never." The teens cheered at that idea, but Santana raised her hand to quiet them. "Rules: If you've done whatever the person says they've never done, you take off something you're wearing."

Puck had been upset when Quinn ruined his bet with Finn, but the thought of this game made him excited again. He was the first one to sit on the floor, starting a big circle with everyone, omit Rachel and Quinn, in attendance. Tina, who turned out to be a very loud drunk, wanted to go first.

"I've never been to Disneyland," she said proudly. Brittany, Mike, Artie, and Lauren all groaned as they each tossed their socks in the pile. Santana rolled her eyes. "I think we can come up with something more interesting than that," she scolded. It was Mike's turn now, and he took what Santana said to heart.

"I've never given a guy a blowjob." All of the guys nodded in agreement except Kurt, who threw in his vest with Brittany's other sock, Tina's right glove, and Santana's shirt (despite the fact that she was still wearing flip-flops and an excessive amount of jewelry).

"I've never... grown my hair past my shoulders?" Finn watched awkwardly as all of the girls had to take something off.

"You're a dick, Hudson. You said that just to get us all naked." Santana reached up her skirt as she spoke and yanked off her hot pink panties. Puck snickered.

"I've never worn a thong," he said, receiving dirty looked and yells from all the girls. Kurt blushed and took off his shirt. "No way! Hummel, you've worn a thong?" Kurt nodded quickly and tossed his blue button-down into the slowly growing pile. Puck continued to watch Kurt with amusement as Mercedes spoke. "I've umm... I've never had sex." A lot less people responded to this one. Finn, Brittany, Artie, Santana, and Puck were the only ones to shed their clothes, leaving Puck thinking; he still wanted to take someone's v-card tonight. So who were the candidates?

There was Tina, who sat their giggling like crazy and asking Mike when he was going to take his shirt off. He couldn't do that to Chang though, Mike was his homeboy! Mercedes was with Sam, at least that was the current rumor going around. Zizes could work, but she was kinda mean when she drank and Puck didn't want to get involved with that. Who did that leave?

"Oh! I know, I know!" Kurt shouted over Puck's absolutely riveting story. "It leaves me."

"Yes, Hummel, that leaves you. Now let me talk!"

Kurt. That only left Kurt. Sure, the guy was feminine, but was Puck seriously willing to cross that line? Just to take someone's virginity? And he was forgetting about Blaine. Just because the guy wasn't here didn't mean he wasn't Kurt's boyfriend. That could be problematic, but then again, Finn dating Quinn didn't stop him from sleeping with her. And Finn is his best friend! And it wouldn't bother Finn because sleeping with the guy's stepbrother is different. Besides, it's not like Kurt can get pregnant or anything. Puck decided to give it a shot in the dark.

"Hey, Kurt." The brunet glanced up, and Puck couldn't help but notice that Kurt had put on some muscle. His arms looked much more toned, no longer masked by that button-down shirt, and he had the beginnings of a six-pack going. "Can I talk to you really quick?"

Kurt nodded and got up, a little dizzy at first. He followed Puck into the hall, where they could hear high-pitched moaning coming from one of the bedrooms nearby. "You look... amazing tonight. Has anyone told you that?"

Kurt furrowed his brow. "Are you trying to get in my pants?" he slurred. "Because you don't need to try so hard, Noah."

Puck smirked. "Is that so?"

Kurt nodded. "If you were more straightforward, we would probably already be making out by now."

"Okay, hold up." Mercedes was looking at Kurt with sad eyes. "Baby, I'm happy for you, really, but what about Blaine?"

Kurt shrugged. "Blaine and I are in an... open relationship. We've talked about it and we plan on spending the rest of our lives together, so we agreed that we need to see other people too, just to be sure it's what we want."

"And you haven't had sex with him yet?" Puck asked, trying to sound casual. Their eyes met, and something unexplainable passed between them. Puck felt warmth spread through him, a strange feeling that usually didn't accompany his many hook-ups. Kurt felt something similar as he shook his head.

"We were going to wait, but obviously it isn't that big of a deal anymore," he muttered. Puck felt kind of bad now, but he still didn't regret sleeping with Kurt. Now that he could remember most of it, he recalled it being kind of nice, actually. Kurt felt the same way, and the feeling left him conflicted about what he really wanted. He liked having sex with Puck. Would it be just as good with Blaine? Would it be better, because there would be love and emotions involved? Or were there already emotions when he slept with Puckerman?

"Would you two stop eye-fucking?" Santana shouted to get their attention. "Seriously guys, it's past noon and I want you all to get the fuck out of my house. So unless Puck wants to finish his story and tell us all the gory details about pounding Kurt into a mattress, I suggest you all go."

The gleeks grumbled at their hostess, leaving their coffee cups on the table as they grabbed their coats. Kurt calmly stood beside Puck and spoke from the corner of his mouth.

"I'd like to do that again sometime. Preferably when we aren't completely plastered."

Puck gave him an almost imperceptible nod. "Text me as soon as I drop you and Finn off." Puck pulled on his sneakers and thanked Santana for the party before running out to his car.