AN: So this story ignores the fact that Shelby adopted Beth because that hadn't happened when I started the story.
AN2: Smut Ahoy! You have been warned.
Disclaimer: Don't own.
7 Nights of Rachel Berry Thursday
Rachel was busying herself around the kitchen when Puck came downstairs Thursday morning.
"So when did you and Hummel become best friends? He hated your ass in high school," Puck asked digging into the pancakes that were waiting for him and Rachel gave a fond smile.
"I ran into him about three years ago in the supermarket of all places. He had just opened his first hair salon and I was looking for a hairdresser to do my hair for the Tony awards so I asked him to do my hair for me. It looked wonderful; Kurt is such a talented hairdresser. I happened to mention his salon in interviews on the red carpet and his business boomed," Rachel shrugged her shoulders, "We got to know each other again away from the pressures of high school and the competitiveness of Glee. We've been friends ever since."
"Does he still talk to Mercedes?" Puck asked remembered the larger than life diva who had been Kurt's best friend in high school and Rachel shook her head.
"Not really, she met a guy in college and they got married and she and Kurt kind of fell out of touch though they do talk every once in a while. She lives in San Francisco with her husband and they have a new baby I think," Rachel furrowed her eyebrows trying to remember snippets of conversations she'd had with Kurt about Mercedes, "She was the only one Kurt kept in contact with and I sort of fell out of contact with everyone midway through college. What about you? Do you still talk to anyone from school? Apart from Matt, Mike and Brittany of course."
"Finn and I email back and forth, he's living in Seattle now. Haven't heard from Quinn or Santana since they left for LA to be cheerleaders like two years ago. Artie and Tina come back for holidays, they have a kid as well," Puck ran off the list of the Glee kids then he smiled, "Mr Shue still works at McKinley."
"I know," at Puck's raised eyebrows she was forced to explain, "He's dating Shelby."
Oh yeah Shelby Corcoran, Rachel's mother. That was a scandal that came out the end of sophomore year. Sophomore year had been a big year for them. First they started Glee Club, then Puck got Quinn pregnant, then Jesse joined New Directions and then they found out that Shelby Corcoran, the director of rival Glee Club Vocal Adrenaline was Rachel's biological mother. They also found out Shelby had sent Jesse into New Directions as a spy not for Vocal Adrenaline but to make Rachel want to meet her. Rachel and Jesse broke up over his duplicity and he returned to Vocal Adrenaline while Shelby and Rachel had connected and made an effort to get to know each other even though they were part of rival Glee Clubs. Over the years Rachel came to accept her mother but it had been a long process.
"That's kind of weird," Puck laughed scratching the back of his head and Rachel nodded.
"Yeah it is," she agreed, and then her nose wrinkled with distaste, "You know the worst part?"
"What?"
"I've seen Mr Shue...well he tells me to call him Will now, but I've seen him practically naked," Rachel said the last part as a whisper like it was a scandal. Puck gaped at her.
"Get the fuck out of here."
"It was incredibly embarrassing; they came to visit me and stayed in my house. And I happened to walk into the guestroom one night to see...god Noah, it was awful they were all naked and touching each other," Rachel was a little overdramatic wither her rendition but Puck didn't expect anything else from Rachel Berry. He grinned wickedly.
"I wouldn't mind seeing your mom naked, she's not bad looking for her age," Puck leered looking up at the ceiling and picturing Shelby as he licked his lips. From what he remembered Shelby was a pretty fit looking chick, long dark hair like Rachel, wide brown eyes like Rachel, nice rack like Rachel, big juicy lips like Rachel. Pretty much exactly Rachel only with more experience; oh yeah.
"Noah!" Rachel slapped him on the shoulder looking absolutely horrified that Puck had been thinking about her mother in a sexual way.
"Take it as a compliment Rach, when you are her age you won't be bad looking either," Puck told her swiping a kiss against her cheek before running for the door not wanting to wait for one of her lectures about inappropriate conversations regarding her mother.
Puck could not believe his fucking eyes. The door to the garage was wide open. Puck grabbed his wrench out of the truck and held it up ready to swing as he stepped into the garage keeping his eyes alert for the burglar. If Puck caught the son of a bitch who was trying to rob his boss he was going to kick some serious ass. There was some music playing that Puck hadn't heard before and Puck immediately noticed two fairly small feet sticking out from under the latest car her had been working on. The feet were bouncing along to the music and Puck frowned in confusion. A burglar who broke in to fix cars? What the heck? The burglar rolled out from under the car and paused still lying on his back to look up at Puck was amusement.
"You going to hit me with that big boy?" Kurt asked quirking an eyebrow.
"The fuck you think you're doing?" Puck demanded ignoring that his heart had been beating too fast. Kurt smiled innocently and sat up wiping his hands on the dirty overalls he was wearing. Puck had never seen Kurt look so; normal, it was freaking him out.
"With my dad away you look like you could use some help, how about you take the day off while I get your work done?" Kurt suggested gesturing around the garage and Puck relaxed a little. He really could use a day off. The tenants in the house he bought moved out yesterday so he could pick up the keys from the real estate and check out his house.
"Seriously?" Puck asked giving a crooked smile and Kurt nodded.
"Yeah, but you will owe me."
Puck was immediately on guard because what could Kurt Hummel possibly want from him?
"What?"
"I don't know yet but when I do I'll tell you," Kurt told him still wearing that innocent smile and Puck gave him a suspicious look but headed for the door giving a distracted wave as he started to plan what he would do today. First thing on his list was to pick up the house keys and then Berry.
"Okay, see you Hummel."
"Have fun," Kurt fluttered his fingers in farewell and then rolled back under the car taking out his cell phone as he did.
Rachel nearly tripped over the couch in her hurry to answer her cell phone and she pressed the speaker to her ear after checking the Caller ID. As always Kurt wasted no time with greetings.
"Heads up Miss Diva, I just sent a package of delicious man meat home to you right now so get your sexy cap on," Kurt cooed teasingly into the phone.
"Now? But I'm not ready, I haven't even prepared a speech yet and I'm not...you know...ready," Rachel was feeling flustered now. She always liked to prepare, especially for something as big as this. She was about to put her whole future on the line, she couldn't just do that without having written a speech. Not to mention her other grooming issue.
"Rachel what do I always tell you?" Kurt asked her and Rachel could practically see him rolling his eyes.
"Maintenance is a woman's highest priority," Rachel replied the sentence that he had drilled into her for the past three years and Kurt tutted his tongue.
"Well get to it Miss Diva, I'd say you only have about fifteen minutes."
"I hate you," Rachel hissed into the phone grudgingly and Kurt gave a laugh.
"You love me," he retorted and then he hung up on her.
Rachel checked her watch and shook her head. There wasn't enough time. She needed her speech before she told Noah everything and now there was no time. She couldn't tell him today, she just couldn't. Rachel raced upstairs and into the bathroom, at least there was something she could take care of.
When Puck got home Rachel was waiting for him in the kitchen her hair tucked up under her blonde wig, she looked like she was ready to go wearing a small tank top and tiny shorts. Her legs were tanned and smooth and Puck had the strangest urge to touch them, actually it wasn't that strange, he was a dude and he liked legs, especially Rachel Berry's. Rachel was smiling like he noticed that his eyes had gone to her legs and Puck just grinned unashamed at having been caught. If she didn't want him to stare at her legs she shouldn't have shown him such sexy legs.
"Kurt called me," she told him by way of explanation and Puck smirked and gestured with his head for her to follow him.
"Come on Berry."
"Where are we going?" Rachel asked predictably and Puck opened up his car door for her.
"It's a surprise Berry, just get in," Puck told her and Rachel looked like she was going to argue but instead she gave up and did as he told her.
Puck's house was only a couple of blocks away and when they pulled up Puck stared proudly at the house that was all his. He slid out of the car and Rachel did the same coming to stand next to him. He took her hand and pulled her up the rickety path to the front door and inserting the key he twisted the lock and turned to look back at Rachel.
"Here she is," Puck announced smiling fondly as he pushed the door to his house open and Rachel stared blankly at the insides. The holes in the walls, the paint peeling, the stained carpet.
"It's...its nice Noah, really," she said politely and Puck laughed knowing that she thought it was a dump but was too nice to say it to his face. Puck knew the house needed a lot of work, it was part of the reason he bought this particular house. Puck didn't have a girlfriend or kids so he knew he would have plenty of time to do up the house the way he wanted. He was going to rebuild everything and make this into his dream home.
"I know it looks like a shit heap Rach, but just wait, I'm going to do it up really nice, new coat of paint, new kitchen, new bathroom," Puck pulled her into the hallway and started gesturing around placing one hand on the walls that were peeling and Rachel seemed to get caught up in his excitement.
"It sounds lovely Noah, I can't wait to see it," she gushed excitedly and Puck shrugged as he remembered that Rachel didn't live in Lima.
"You'll probably be back in New York by the time I finish this place," Puck retorted with forced carelessness as he awaited her response. Rachel gave him a weak smile but didn't comment either way which sort of had him feeling hopeful that she would maybe at least come back and visit. He would rather see her once a year than never again.
"Show me your house Noah," Rachel asked him twisting her arm through his and Puck led her through his future home pointing out the things he would be changing.
Puck decided today was as good a time as any to start stripping the walls and he had bought some tools with him. Rachel had determinedly tied back her wig and told him she was ready to help as well. They were working pretty hard when out of nowhere Rachel let out a shriek loud enough to wake the dead and the next thing he knew she had her arms around his neck and she lifted herself off the floor leaving Puck to try and regain his balance so that he didn't topple the both of them to the floor with her hanging around his neck.
"What the heck?"
"You have giant rats!" Rachel screamed with indignation, a blush heating her cheeks and Puck laughed manoeuvring her so that he was carrying her in his arms feeling a little like a groom carrying his bride over the threshold. Puck mentally slapped himself for being a pussy.
The fuck Puckerman? Get your head into the game and stop thinking about weddings when you could be squeezing Rachel's sweet ass. It's right there. Just touch it man.
"I'll protect you Rach," he told her, his voice deep with innuendo while his hand slid underneath her and copped a feel, his other hand grazing side boob. She didn't say anything to indicate that she noticed.
That's more like it Puckerman. She's staying at your house; the least she could do is let you get to second base.
"You're my hero," Rachel whispered looking up at him from under her dark lashes and a silence followed then Rachel shifted higher and pressed her lips against his.
Puck was stunned for a couple of seconds but then his usual male response kicked in and his arms tightened around her pulling her closer to him. Their kisses were more desperate now as he set her down on her feet and then pushed her back against the wall he had been stripping sliding her arms above her head; capturing them with one hand while the other grabbed the hem of her tank top and tugged it upwards revealing her red lace bra. He grunted with frustration at the obstruction to her boobs and Rachel closed her eyes and sighed giving herself over to him. Puck used his free hand to reach behind to unhook her bra then he used his teeth to tug the scrap of material up, freeing her breasts for him. He took a nipple into his mouth without hesitation and twirled his tongue around it causing Rachel to gasp and arch her back towards him. Her hands struggled to be free of his grasp but Puck held her firm, attacking her nipple and then the other, licking his way across the valley of her breasts.
"Oh Noah," she breathed writhing against the wall and Puck slid his warm hand up her body to cup her breast as he nipped and sucked.
She was shuddering against him now and all Puck could think about was getting her naked and getting inside of her. He finally released her arms and in one swift movement tugged her top and bra over her head leaving her topless. He then hooked his thumbs into her tiny shorts and tugged them down to her ankles, taking her underwear with them. Fuck, she was sexy standing there naked in his house. Rachel had been stunned for a moment then she took over roughly pushing him against the wall she had been standing against. She grabbed his t-shirt and wrenched it over his head before kissing her way down his chest until she reached the button of his jeans.
"Fuck Rach," Puck groaned out loud his head falling back onto the wall as he closed his eyes, feeling her tiny hands pulling down his jeans and freeing his dick. As soon as her hands touched him he bucked forward and suddenly her mouth was around him, "Rach...fuck."
He missed her mouth. Rachel knew how to do some awesome things with her tongue and she had no gag reflex which meant that he could ram her as much as he wanted. And he wanted to. Their foreplay and sex had always been rough, even back in high school. He knew she liked it that way and he didn't mind, the harder he slammed into her the more her boobs bounced and he loved watching that, plus the tiny bruises that he left on her thighs had been kind of like marking his territory. Puck stopped thinking about the times he had fucked Rachel in the past and focused on fucking her now. He looked down and saw her head bobbing up and down on him and he moaned from the pleasure causing her to hum deep in her throat nearly sending him over the edge. Nearly. He was a stud and he had his shit together. Puck grabbed Rachel's arms and hauled her to her feet not even giving her a moment to think before he hiked her up to his waist and slid into her. Rachel's legs automatically wound around his waist and she gasped from the unexpected intrusion before a moan left her lips and she collapsed against him drawing in shuddering breaths.
"You still like it hard baby?" Puck asked her, his voice harsh with desire and Rachel's grip on his shoulders tightened in anticipation.
"Yes, yes," she was muttering and Puck started pumping hard inside of her using his hands on her hips to lift her up and down.
Their pace was fast and furious completely focused on each other like there was no one else in the world except for the two of them. Rachel bit down lightly on his collar bone causing him to let out an oath as he grabbed her neck and pulled her mouth to his. She whimpered and let her head fall backwards as she started breathing faster and faster bouncing up and down; her breasts jiggling deliciously. She was close, Puck was too but he wanted to see her fall apart first. Puck dipped his head and latched onto one of her nipples again and Rachel let out a strangled cry as her walls clenched down around him. Puck glanced up at her, revelling in the look on her face contorted from the pleasure, a heated redness on her cheeks. Rachel grabbed his face between her hands and kissed him and Puck let himself go, pulling her down onto him three times until he was completely spent inside of her and they leaned against each other breathing deeply.
Once the euphoria of sex wore off they were both painfully aware of what they had just done. Rachel released his waist from her legs and Puck gently placed her two feet firmly on the ground. In the silence that followed they both picked up their clothes and shrugged them back on not once meeting each other's eyes. Once they were both dressed they finally looked at each other and another long moment followed. Luckily they were saved from having to speak by Rachel's cell phone going off. She dived for it, thankful for the distraction and Puck grabbed the paint stripping tool and started stripping paint off the wall he had just fucked Rachel against with vigour while trying to listen in on Rachel's one sided conversation.
"Oh hey Brittany."
"Not much, just at Noah's new house."
"You're around the corner? What now?"
"Okay, I'll be right out."
"Brittany wants to go to lunch," Rachel told him hanging up her cell and Puck just grunted in her general direction wondering what the heck he was supposed to say to her. Rachel shifted awkwardly from one foot to another obviously waiting for him to say something but Puck had nothing. He was pretty sure he wouldn't be able to string together a coherent sentence right now. A loud horn beeped out the front of his house and Rachel sighed, "That's Brittany, I'll be home later."
Puck settled on grunting at her again and then he heard her soft footsteps exit his house. Once he was sure she'd gone he let himself fully realise what had just happened and he ran a hand over his nonexistent hair and let out a deep breath of air. Fuck what a mess. It had been hot as shit but what did it mean? Did it mean anything? Belatedly he realised these were probably the questions he should have asked her when she was waiting for him but because he was such an idiot he hadn't been able to ask her. Puck shook his head. He would focus on fixing up his house, he would worry about Rachel later, it wasn't like she was going anywhere, he didn't think she was anyway.
Rachel got into the passenger seat of Brittany's car and Brittany greeted her happily pulling onto the road again without checking her mirror, nearly wiping out a kid on a bicycle. Rachel closed her eyes and prayed to whoever was listening to not let her die. Rachel belatedly realised that Brittany was still talking.
"...and then I thought you might be hungry too and that's why I called you," Brittany finished saying and Rachel just gave her a smile while keeping her eye on the road. Brittany suddenly sat up straight in her seat and turned to Rachel with a scandalised look on her face.
"Oh my god you and Puck totally just had sex," Brittany exclaimed excitedly and Rachel was torn between being horrified that somehow Brittany knew and screaming with fear at the truck that was about to collide with them.
"Brittany, eyes on the road!" Rachel shrieked and Brittany jerked her little car back into her lane waving when the truck driver blew his horn at her.
"Have a good day!" Brittany called out of her window happily.
"Why do you think Noah and I...had sex?" Rachel asked her, trying to sound aloof and Brittany just shrugged.
"It's like a fifth sense of mine," she said earnestly and Rachel hid a smile when Brittany added mysteriously, "I could be like one of the x-men."
Rachel closed her eyes to think which was a bad idea because as soon as she did she remembered the feel of Noah between her thighs, and the way he had whispered her name. Rachel opened her eyes and looked over at Brittany. It would be nice to tell someone her insane reason for coming back to Lima other than Kurt. Brittany seemed to sense that Rachel was struggling with wanting to talk to her and flashed her a comforting smile.
"You know if you want to talk you can talk to me, I may not understand you most of the time but sometimes it helps to be able to talk to someone," Brittany said caringly, and Rachel had to concede the blonde did have a point. Maybe she wasn't as clueless as they had all thought. Brittany added giggling, "Like I'm glad you're here in Lima Rachel because I usually talk to my cat about my problems but now I can talk to you."
Rachel had to laugh at that.
"Well tell me your problem first and then we will talk about mine," Rachel decided to compromise and Brittany pulled into a parking spot in front of a cafe, nearly running over an elderly couple who managed to move out of the way just in time. Rachel gave them an apologetic wave while Brittany exited the car, completely obvious. Brittany and Rachel sat down at a table and both patiently waited for the waitress to come take their orders before they started up their conversation again.
"We are having trouble deciding on where to go to dinner for our sixth month anniversary," Brittany announced to Rachel who frowned. She had only ever seen Brittany with Mike and Matt so that had to mean one of them was her boyfriend. It was strange that neither boy had mentioned her as their girlfriend and Noah hadn't said anything either. When the five of them hung out earlier that week Brittany acted the same way towards both boys.
"You and Mike?" Rachel hazarded a guess and Brittany nodded.
"And Matt," Brittany added with a dreamy smile and Rachel gaped at her a little.
"You, Mike and Matt?" Rachel asked in disbelief and Brittany nodded like it was the most normal thing in the world.
"Yeah, we're dating."
"All three of you," Rachel repeated for clarification and Brittany nodded again, frowning at Rachel like she was the crazy one.
"Of course, you can't have one without the other, it's like we're a hot dog. I'm the sausage, Matt is mustard and Mike is ketchup. Just mustard, or just ketchup is good, but when you have mustard and ketchup together its perfect," Brittany explained the situation using metaphors that disgusted Rachel but also gave her a strange craving for a hot dog. Rachel couldn't believe that Matt and Mike were happily dating the same girl at the same time together but the two boys had been very close in high school.
"I see, so where do you want to go for dinner?" Rachel asked curiously and Brittany frowned.
"Mexican, but Matt and Mike want Italian, they are always ganging up on me," Brittany complained narrowing her eyes and Rachel nodded understanding the dilemma.
"Well why don't you plan a romantic dinner at home and order in, that way you get your Mexican and the boys get their Italian and everyone is happy."
"Wow, you are like really smart," Brittany cried out with glee clapping her hands excitedly, then she put on a sombre face and asked seriously, "So how can I help you?"
Rachel breathed in deeply before answering her.
"I need to tell Puck about why I didn't get married but I'm afraid," Rachel told her quietly and Brittany cocked her head to one side in confusion.
"Of what?"
"That everything I did is for nothing and he doesn't want me," Rachel told her and Brittany kind of giggled like Rachel was asking a silly question.
"Rach, Puck has wanted you since high school," Brittany told her still laughing and Rachel shook her head sadly.
"You don't get it Britt, I really hurt him when I left," Rachel admitted in a small voice and Brittany gave her a strangely knowledgeable look.
"Well when you hurt someone you have to apologise and then find a way to make it better," Brittany told her simply and Rachel started to look at her in a new light. Maybe there was some genius under all that blonde.
Rachel was going to tell him first thing tomorrow. She was going to write her speech tonight before bed and then in the morning at breakfast they were finally going to talk.
"You are very wise," Rachel complimented her and Brittany gave her a blank look.
"Huh?"
Rachel laughed again.
Puck had worked on the house all day, thankful that it was distracting him from thinking about Rachel. He got home and took a shower then settled in to watch TV with a six pack of beer. Rachel had been out with Brittany all day and she had sent him a text saying she was brining dinner home for him. There was the sound of a door opening and Puck twisted his head back to try and get a glimpse of her.
"Did you know Brittany, Matt and Mike are all dating each other?" Puck heard Rachel ask when she walked into the house and Puck smirked. She found out about that did she? Matt and Mike were happy dating the same girl but they knew it wasn't exactly normal so they didn't tend to tell people.
"Yeah, it's weird but it works for them," Puck replied shrugging and a bag of take out Chinese food was dropped onto his lap.
Rachel had a bottle of wine which she handed to him to uncork and he did that while she grabbed a glass from the kitchen and came back to sit beside him on the couch. After pouring her some wine Puck poked at the honey chicken and sweet and sour pork while Rachel grabbed the vegetarian fried rice and thoughtfully took a bite.
"Do you think Matt and Mike...?" Rachel began the sentence that Puck had promised himself he would never think about.
"Stop, I do not want to think about it, ever," Puck interrupted her pointing at her with his fork.
Their eyes met and then they both started laughing. Rachel stretched her legs over his lap and Puck rested a hand on her leg casually as they finished eating. Neither said anything as they snuggled in for a night of television after they had eaten their fill with Puck drinking beers and Rachel sipping on her wine. An hour or so went by and Puck couldn't take it anymore. He wanted to know why she came back. He wanted to know what today meant to her, if it meant anything at all. It sure as hell meant something to him but he wasn't telling her that until he knew how she felt. Puck pinched her leg lightly and Rachel turned her soulful brown eyes towards him.
"Rach, we need to talk," Puck said, hating how cliché that line sounded and Rachel stared at him owlishly for a couple of moments before pulling her legs from his lap.
"Can we talk tomorrow when we both have clear heads?" she asked him, her eyes pleading with him but in that moment Puck was transported back to that one moment in high school when she had asked him that same question in a different way and all the hurt he felt back then came rushing to the surface as he remembered what happened next.
"Sure, if you haven't left for New York by then," he told her dryly ignoring the tears that sprung to her eyes at his cold treatment of her. Fuck her; he wasn't going to let her make him feel bad for protecting himself against her. Puck turned on his heel and stormed up the stairs feeling like he was seventeen again and Rachel followed him.
"Noah..." she began but Puck didn't want to hear any more, instead he walked into Hannah's room and slammed the door behind him viciously. He could hear her soft sniffling outside the door before her footsteps shuffled off and Puck angrily punched the wall.
Fucking Rachel Berry.
AN: So this chapter was really kicking my ass LOL But anyway hope you like it! I kind of hurried the ending but I really wanted to get this posted.
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