Disclaimer: I don't own Glee.


Rachel frowned out of the window when Tina pulled up in front of Puck's house. Tina basically dragged Rachel inside, not worrying about knocking before bursting through the front door. Mike met them there and pulled Tina into a hug but since she was still clinging to Rachel's hand, the other brunette girl got pulled into Mike's arms as well.

"I could get used to this." Mike laughed.

"Mike." Rachel slapped his arm when she pulled away.

"Hey." Sam walked past them towards the front door. "Bye."

"…Bye." Rachel glanced in his direction but he was already closing the front door behind him. "That was odd." She frowned.

"He's going to see Quinn." Mike explained leading the girls into the living room where Puck was lying across the couch in the middle of the room. "Move." Mike pushed Puck's feet off the couch and sat down bringing Tina down to sit in his lap.

"Bathroom?" Rachel asked and Puck pointed towards the hallway.

Tina waited until Rachel was safely out of ear shot and smiled. "Rach told me you kissed her the other day." Tina and Mike both turned to look at Puck.

Puck shrugged. "I dunno."

"She said it was pretty amazing." Tina nodded. "But that she didn't think it meant anything."

"Maybe it didn't." Puck frowned flipping through channels on the TV.

Tina couldn't read Puck's face to see what he was really feeling. She was usually good at reading people but Puck had the usual scowl he wore across his face. Rachel came back out and sat down between Puck and Mike.

"So… this is fun." Rachel sighed.

"I'm sorry I don't have any chick musicals lying around." Puck told her and turned the TV completely off. "If this is so boring, why don't you come up with something for us to do?"

"Okay…" Rachel looked around. "We could… drink." She picked up the bottle of Jack sitting on the floor and opened it. She sniffed it and looked at Puck.

"Try it." Puck nodded.

Rachel tipped the bottle up to take a small sip. She squeezed her eyes shut at the liquid slid down her throat. She coughed a few times and Puck smacked her on the back making her scoot forward on the couch. "It-it's strong."

"Take another swig." Puck laughed and Rachel obliged, this time she took a bigger gulp. She liked the way it burned its way down her throat. She took another big gulp.

"Maybe that's enough." Tina took the bottle from Rachel.

"It was just starting to get fun." Mike laughed kissing Tina's cheek.

"Rachel and hard liquor don't sound like a good mix." Tina told him and put the bottle on the floor beside the couch. "Maybe we could try something else."

"Music!" Rachel stood up quickly. "We need music." She danced her way over to Puck's stereo and turned it on.

"May I have this dance?" Mike grabbed Rachel's hand and danced her around the room in beat with a Natasha Bedingfield song pouring from the speakers.

Tina laughed watching the pair before going over to cut in. She pulled Mike away and Rachel walked over to grab Puck's hand.

"I don't dance." He complained.

"I know." Rachel smiled pulling him past Mike and Tina and out towards the back porch.

Puck studied her as she shut the sliding door behind them and let her lead him over to a chair. He sat down and watched as she danced around the porch to some unknown song in her head. Each time she would sway her hips her dress would ride up higher on her hips. He wondered if she noticed it but at the moment he was too busy enjoying the view to really care.

She stopped moving in front of him and smiled nervously. "Hi."

"Hi." He smirked back.

She yanked on the bottom of her dress to bring it back down to her knees.

"I…" Puck started to say but stopped when Mike and Tina slid the door open and walked outside to join them. He made a mental note to kill Mike later.

"Are we interrupting something?" Tina asked.

"No." Rachel smiled.

"I'm going to head home." Mike yawned. "Sam brought me so Tina is going to give me a ride home."

"Okay." Rachel moved to go with them.

"No!" Tina put her hand up. "I mean, Puck can give you ride home. Right?"

"Uh, yea." Puck was confused but he wasn't going to question being left alone with Rachel.

"Oh. Okay." Rachel nodded watching Mike and Tina leave. She turned to stand awkwardly in front of Puck. "For December, it's pretty warm outside."

"Yea." Puck nodded feeling a cool breeze go by. "You wanna go back inside?"

"I guess." Rachel walked through the doorway and made her way back down the hallway slowly. She stopped once to study some pictures of Noah hanging on the wall before sinking back down on the couch beside him. "This is nice. Just us, you know. I like spending time with you."

"Mmh-hmm." Puck agreed closing his eyes and letting his head fall back against the couch.

"When I was little, my dads' had this thing they always used to tell me when I was upset." She ran her fingers over his bicep down to his hand to place her palm against his own as if she was comparing the sizes. "They said that whenever I was having a bad day and everything felt like it was falling apart to look for the good and hold on to it." She shifted her position on the couch so that she was straddling him.

"What are you doing?" Puck's eyes snapped open and locked with hers.

"Looking for the good." She replied calmly and leaned down to kiss both of his cheeks.

"Rach." He whispered unsure.

"Look for the good, Noah." She told him and his hands crept up her back to pull her closer.

Without really meaning to, she thrust her hips down onto his and heard a deep moan escape his mouth. She smiled and did it again, on purpose this time.

"Look for the good." Puck repeated her words.

Rachel nodded. "And hold on to it." She kissed his cheek again before running her fingers through his mohawk. "Say you'll come upstairs with me." She pleaded with him.

No. Make her leave. The answer was no. It had to be. He couldn't sleep with Rachel Berry. "Yes." Puck smiled up at her and she did the same back before pulling him off of the couch with her.

She took his hand and led him up the stairs to his bedroom. She pushed the door open and pulled him towards the bed. She stopped when she felt something hit the back of her knees. Rachel reached down and pulled her dress over her head leaving her standing in a white bra and panties with little purple hearts on both in front of Puck for the first time.

Puck started to pull his shirt off when Rachel's voice stopped him. "Do you mind if I do that?" She asked softly.

"Not at all." He smiled and watched her hands nervously reached out to pull his shirt over his head. She froze and stared down at his pants. "You okay?"

"I… I don't know what I'm doing." She admitted.

"It's okay." His voice was gentle. "I'll guide you through it. It's pretty easy. You just do whatever you feel like doing."

Rachel nodded and reached out to unbutton his jeans. He pushed them down from his hips and stepped out of them. Her head almost exploded when she saw that he didn't have any boxers on. Her breath hitched in her throat and she swore her heart stopped as she took in the sight of him. She had never seen a boy naked before and now Noah was standing in front of her. He was bigger than she thought he would be. She wondered if he was larger than normal but she didn't have anything to compare it to.

Puck studied Rachel's expression. It went from nervous to surprise to arousal and back to nervous in about two seconds. It wasn't the normal reaction he got from women but coming from Rachel it felt like a compliment. At least, that's the way he was going to take it.

"Take them off." He ordered, gesturing to her panties, but still made sure to keep his voice soft. He didn't want to scare her off.

Rachel pushed her panties down her legs and stepped out of them before reaching behind her to unhook her bra. She faltered for a second but slid the bra from her shoulders and it hit the floor along with all of their other discarded clothes. She blushed deeply when she saw Puck staring and tried to cover her breasts by crossing her arms.

"Don't do that." He stepped towards her and pulled her arms away. "You're beautiful, Rachel. See what you do to me?" She followed his gaze down to see that he was hard. "And I haven't even touched you yet."

"I'm nervous." She whispered. "I've never… I've never done anything like this."

"It's okay. I'll be careful." He promised.

"I trust you." She nodded letting him lead her down onto the bed.