Updated because I forgot before. The song used for the club scene is "Oh My God" by Pink, which I do not own at all. Like Glee. Thanks. :D
The music was loud and the dance floor was crowded but it was still the most amazing place Kurt had ever been to. Confetti and glitter rained down from the ceiling and the different colored lights danced around with as much fervor as the people they shined down upon. Puck had left him alone to get drinks and he had lost sight of Peter and Joey grinding together lustfully. It had been incredible to watch, the two mechanics dancing. Their movements screamed lust but their eyes, the way they looked at each other, told him they were very much in love. He wondered if an observer could see the same things when they saw him and Puck staring at each other. According to Joey, they did that a lot. He found it funny that he hadn't even noticed.
Puck held their drinks up above the people in his way and weaved through the crowd. He handed the diet soda Kurt had wanted to him and Kurt sipped it gratefully, shielding it from the glitter that continued to fall around them. Noah leaned against the wall beside him and leaned over to ask, "Are you having fun?" into his ear so he could be heard.
"Lots!" Kurt replied over the music. Puck chuckled. "Can we dance?" Puck nodded and set their drinks on their table before pulling Kurt onto the crowded dance floor. They stood in the middle of the floor for a minute, just looking around, before Puck pulled Kurt close and kissed him softly on the mouth.
"I thought you wanted to dance?" he questioned. Kurt stuck his tongue at him before jumping and grabbing at him. Puck wrapped his arms around him comfortingly. "What is it?"
"Someone grabbed my ass!" Kurt cried, rubbing his bruised rump with wide eyes. Puck was torn between amusement and angry possessiveness at hearing this.
"Stay close, baby, and they won't try it again," he assured Kurt. He looked around then grinned ruefully and said, "I could take any dickhead in this place." Kurt rolled his eyes then nodded and patted Puck's shoulder reassuringly when he looked a little offended. A grin crossed Kurt's face when the song changed.
"Put me on the table," he sang along seductively.
Puck smirked and pulled him close. They began to move together, both singing quietly along to the Pink song. Kurt ground his hips and Puck threw his head back and sang, "Oh, my God," a little loudly. Kurt laughed and slid a hand up his lover's abdomen to caress his neck. Puck noticed a few people watching them curiously and turned Kurt around so he was grinding back and he was grinding forward against his firm ass.
"Let me feel you, baby, cause I understand," Kurt sang contently. "I understand all. Now climb my sugar walls. Problem solved, it's dissolved with the solvent known as spit. Lickity lick not so quick. It's a slick ride. Make my mink slide. 'Cause were all pink inside. This can be really easy. It doesn't have to be hard. Here, baby, let me show you. I'll have ya, climbing up the walls. You got all the problems. I think that I can solve. Why don't you come in here, baby? Why don't we sit and talk?"
"Oh, my God," Puck half-sang, half-whispered into Kurt's ear.
Kurt continued to sing the lyrics with Puck filling in the "Oh, my Gods" when the song called for it and they moved together easily. It was so natural to be together now, their hands knew where the belonged, they were used to how perfectly they fit together, and they were wonderfully in synch with each other now.
"Let me feel you, baby," Puck sang beautifully. Kurt's heart began to race, his manhood beginning to harden as Puck's wonderfully strong hand began to slip across his side and down his hip. He dug his fingers into Kurt's thigh and Kurt reached his arm back to wrap around Puck's head. His other hand was placed over the one on his thigh and Puck wrapped his free arm around Kurt's middle. They moved together gracefully, slowly, sensually. "Oh, my God."
"Go a little slower," Kurt sang back, allowing his eyes to slip shut and his inhibitions to fade away so he could fully enjoy their movements.
"Oh, my God," they sang together then Puck sang into Kurt's ear, "What was that again?" seductively.
"La da da. Let me feel you, baby," Kurt sang, turning and looping his arms around Puck's neck. Puck wrapped one arm around Kurt's waist and the other slid to his thigh again, this time pulling it up. Kurt resisted the urge to moan as their groins rubbed together.
"Let me in," Puck sang seductively. People around them actually froze to watch. He didn't blame them. They were sexy, he knew it and Kurt probably knew it too. The way they moved together…God, he already wanted to take Kurt home and fuck him into the mattress and the song wasn't even that long.
"Ya'll are attracting some attention!" Peter shouted as he and Joey pushed their way through the crowded floor to them. Kurt nodded and pressed his forehead against Puck's exposed chest, his white shirt unbuttoned to reveal most of it.
"It's all my boy here," Puck told him. Joey laughed and pried Kurt from Puck's arms, muttering to himself in another language neither teen could identify because of the noise.
"But Joey –" Kurt started to complain.
Joey pinched his arm reproachfully and whispered, "Let's get a drink. You look dehydrated. It's much too hot for that outfit. We'll have to take some of it off."
"The only one who gets to take clothes off him is me, Joey," Puck told him firmly. "Keep your hands to yourself." Peter laughed and slung his arm around Puck's shoulder. He gave him a squeeze and they continued over to their table. Joey pushed Kurt into a seat and untied the bandana from around his neck. He set it on the table followed by his jacket, shirts, and hat on his head. He picked up the top shirt and put it back on Kurt.
"There. That's better, isn't it?" Kurt nodded and smiled at him, despite the blush on his cheeks from being publicly exposed. Puck had to admit, Kurt looked fantastic in just his black and white striped shirt with short sleeves, black fingerless gloves, and black skinny jeans. Even his boots were great; they gave him more height so they didn't have to stretch at all to kiss.
Puck leaned against the table beside Kurt and reached for his hand. Kurt smiled and interlaced their fingers while Joey pushed a stray hair back into place for him. Peter wrapped his arms around Joey from behind and grinned at them. "So, havin' fun yet?" he asked.
"Lots," Kurt replied cheerfully. "Thanks for bringing us, you guys."
"No problem. Especially after you put Lenny in his place yesterday," Joey said with a laugh. "He's a pompous ass; it's good to have someone around to knock him down onto his rightful peg." Kurt laughed and Puck grinned, proud of his lover. "It's even worse for his ego that you're so young."
"I just can't believe he didn't know that he didn't have to use the same exact part for that repair. My dad taught me that when I was nine. He should've spent more time at school," Kurt said, shaking his head and tutting to himself.
Puck rolled his eyes. "No kidding. I'm self taught and I know more than that dick head."
"Everyone does. But no one's brave enough to tell him that. I mean, he's a fucking giant," Peter reminded them with a snort of laughter. "All right. I'm going to buy alcohol. Whaddya want, babe?"
"Rum and coke," Joey replied. They kissed briefly then Peter slapped Puck on the back and walked off. "So, where have you guys gone so far?"
"The Empire State building, Ellis Island, the Statue of Liberty, and we walked Broadway. We're putting Central Park off until it warms up but we wanted to see everything else too much to wait. That's okay. I love the cold. It's the perfect opportunity to challenge yourself. You know, trying to mix fashion with keeping warm is actually pretty hard."
"And he manages to look hotter than hell doing it," Puck said with a smirk. Kurt grinned at the compliment, his cheeks coloring slightly, and he couldn't resist leaning down for a kiss. Kurt stood up and Puck sat then pulled him into his lap.
"You guys are cute," Joey complimented, a strange grin spreading across his face and making Kurt wonder about his true thoughts and if maybe, just maybe, their new friend was as much of a pervert as his lover. He really didn't want to know what he was thinking about it that was the case.
"I don't like that look on your face, Joey," Puck said with a laugh. "Should've known Peter wasn't the only pervert." Joey laughed and shrugged. He sat down beside them and passed Kurt his drink. He tapped it firmly and Kurt took the hint. While Kurt sipped his soda and looked out at the crowd, Puck occupied himself with stroking and kissing Kurt's back over his shirt and Joey kept an eye out for Peter.
Finally, Peter made his way over with three drinks in his hands and a tall, lanky boy behind him. "Look who I found!" he said proudly, setting the drinks on the table and using a hand on the back of the boy's neck to pull him forward. "This is another one of our wonderful gay friends we've been telling you about. You know, Joey, we may need to start making friends with straight people."
"You're friends with Damien, aren't you?" the still unnamed boy reminded him.
"Oh, yeah. I forget he's straight. Probably cause he always play flirts with Joey." Joey grinned and Peter narrowed his eyes briefly before shaking his head and saying, "Never mind that. This is Benjamin Spencer. He's a student at Hudson. And for some reason, he doesn't drink. Weird, right?"
Joey rolled his eyes and pulled Benjamin into the seat beside him. "Ignore him. You're not weird. Just smarter than the average college student." Benjamin smiled and thanked him quietly. "So, what brings you here tonight, Spencer?"
"Peter texted me," Benjamin replied slowly, looking completely confused by the fact that Joey didn't know that. "He said I had to meet some new friends of yours."
"Oh. Well, yeah. He didn't pull you outta you're studying, did he?" Benjamin shook his head and Joey looked relieved. "Well then. Meet Kurt and Noah Puckerman."
"You two look too young to be married," Benjamin said with wide, surprised eyes.
"We're not," Kurt said with a laugh. "I'm Kurt Hummel and this is Noah Puckerman. If we were married, we'd never leave the apartment." Benjamin didn't seem to understand until Puck placed a kiss on a hickey already present on Kurt's neck and smirked at him, and then he looks torn between being absolutely scandalized and amused. Joey just laughed and Peter grinned.
"I didn't need that mental picture." Benjamin closed his eyes and shook his head sadly. "That's disgusting." Peter opened his mouth to disagree but Joey shot him a look that told him to not even think about speaking and he snapped his mouth shut quickly.
Two more sodas, a rum and coke shared between Puck and Kurt, and four more assorted drinks for Joey and Peter later and Kurt was ready for bed. He didn't really know how he managed to last three hours in that club, after their insane week. They'd worked their asses off to finish making their apartment perfect then gone and worked their asses off all over again to prove themselves at the garage. They really shouldn't have had the energy for Ellis Island or Broadway but Puck dug some up to make Kurt happy and Kurt let his excitement and curiosity fuel him. Then there was the sex, of course. They probably could have gone without that if they tried but the slow, easy lovemakings didn't take too much energy, so long as they didn't try to get creative and they were addicted to touching each other.
Puck nodded when he heard Kurt's yawn and led him off the dance floor where they had been dancing lazily together. If not for the caffeine from their sodas, they probably would've been asleep on that floor. He told Joey and Peter they were heading out and they thanked them for the fantastic time before heading for the door. Joey made them promise to call when they got home and they hailed a cab. Kurt slid in first then Puck joined him, carrying Kurt's bag, and told the driver their address. Kurt rested his head on Puck's shoulder and fought sleep with his eyes shut until Puck told him it was okay to sleep, that he would wake him when they got there. Kurt was asleep in a few seconds after that but his last thought was tonight was great and of going again sometime.
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Kurt was awoken surprisingly early by Puck leaving the bed and sat up to watch him walk, completely naked, until he disappeared into the bathroom. He slipped out of bed and stretched before retrieving his fluffy white robe from where it was hanging on the full-length mirror outside the closet. He yawned and sighed as he made his way downstairs to the kitchen to put on the coffee. He was stirring eggs and sipping coffee when Puck came down and wrapped his arms around him from behind.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to wake you, baby." Kurt just shrugged. "Guess what today is?"
"First day of Chanukah," Kurt said after a moment of thought. "Stir these?" Puck nodded and took over the stirring while Kurt went upstairs to relieve his aching bladder and get rid of his morning breath. He came back downstairs and laughed at finally noticing what boxers Puck had donned. Tweedy Bird, of all things!
Puck shook his rear for Kurt's amusement then turned and grinned at him. "My sister got 'em for me. You like?"
"Oh, yes, totally," Kurt said through his laughter. "Very manly." They were purple with the adorable yellow cartoon all over them. He didn't even want to know where they had been purchased, just because he didn't want to risk seeing what other inventory they might have, considering the hideous article of clothing on his lover's hips.
"May I remind you who wears the skirts in this relationship?" Puck replied with the same grin in place. He turned off the burner under the eggs and got a skillet out for the bacon.
"Is it me or do you actually seem to like those?" Kurt couldn't stop smiling as he poured more coffee into their mugs and retrieved the bacon from the fridge.
Puck shrugged and took the bacon from Kurt. He passed Kurt a baking sheet for the biscuits. "I don't honestly care, babe. I mean, my sis got 'em so I'll wear him happily. She thought they were awesome."
"She's awesome," Kurt replied with a chuckle. She really was. "As soon as we can, we have to bring her here to live with us." Puck suddenly grabbed him and turned him around. Kurt stared in surprise before his lips were claimed passionately and he forgot his confusion.
"I love you," Puck stated decidedly. Kurt immediately flushed deep red before he received another kiss, this one to his nose, and he was released. He watched Puck place bacon on the skillet for a few minutes before wrapped his arms around him from behind and kissing him right between his shoulder blades.
"Almost there," he whispered, hoping Puck understood. Apparently, he did because he tossed a grin over his shoulder at Kurt and nodded. Kurt wondered how Puck knew he loved him. How could he tell? Kurt's own feelings were intense, insane, and wonderful but how could he tell if they were love or almost love? He only had his love for his father and mother as reference and that was different. That was his family. Puck was his lover, his boyfriend. And his father had always been very distant due to their differences despite how hard he tried; his mother had died when he was too young to truly remember everything he felt when he was with her. He didn't know how to identify where he really was on loving Puck but he hoped that, if and when he fell fully in love with Puck, he would know.
They ate breakfast and lazed about, since their decorating was done and they had nothing better to do. Then, before dinner, they lit the first candle on the menorah and exchanged their gifts, both homemade and fun. Puck had crafted several musical notes out of cardboard and left over paint for the walls that Kurt adored and insisted on hanging as soon as they were done exchanging gifts and Kurt had designed a new pattern for the strap on Puck's electric guitar, the one he didn't want to sell. They sat and kissed each other in thanks for twenty full minutes. Kurt decided he liked Chanukah, especially with Puck wearing his adorable little Jewish hat.
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Kurt met Puck at the door Christmas eve when he returned from driving Lena and Macy to Macy's mother's house as a personal favor, cold and unhappy after an hour of Macy's endless chatter. He smiled at Kurt, who was wearing his bathrobe and looking positively warm¸ not to mention inviting. His phone went off and he retrieved it reluctantly from his pocket to discover it was the alarm, signaling Christmas had arrived. He looked up to wish Kurt a merry Christmas and gawked when Kurt slipped the robe from his shoulders and let it pool at his feet. "Merry Christmas, lover," Kurt crooned sexily.
"Sweet Jesus," Puck swore as his eyes took in the sight before him. Kurt was wearing a Santa suit. Except it was a red, faux fur trimmed boy short underwear, an open red vest, also fur trimmed, knee high boots with awesome heels, once again with fur, and a Santa hat. He had on elbow length gloves too and they were the only things without a bit of fur on them. He looked absolutely sinful and Puck was dying to get him undressed.
"You like?" Kurt asked huskily, leaning back against the stair rail and smirking sexily. Puck let out a feral growl and tackled him. Kurt giggled as he was lifted off the ground and carried over to the Christmas tree. Puck lowered him down on to the ground beside it and Kurt placed a hat stashed under it on his head with a smile of anticipation. By the time Puck was done with him, the only thing on Kurt was the boots and gloves and he looked very sexed up and sated. Several of the ornaments, including one of the rainbow colored music note ornaments Puck had made for Kurt on the third day of Chanukah, had fallen off the tree and Puck was still wearing the Santa hat but nothing else. Kurt shivered and Puck picked him up off the cold floor. He carried him to bed and finally let him slip out of the rest of his costume.
"So sexy," Puck purred sleepily. "Definitely the best Christmas present of my life."
"You've never gotten a Christmas present," Kurt reminded him but Puck just shrugged and said, "Details," uncaringly.
"I just hope you like the one I got you as much," he said before falling asleep.
Kurt smiled and snuggled up to him before closing his eyes. "I'll love whatever it is, because it's from you," he whispered even though his lover couldn't hear him. Then he closed his eyes and followed Puck into dreamland.
And he definitely loved what he woke up to the next morning. Puck with his arms around him and an erections pressed to his thigh that definitely was not his and a weight on his feet, keeping them warm and toasty, that turned out to be an adorable Black Lab puppy that immediately noticed him waking up and hurried to lick his face. He laughed and snuggled him happily. "He's perfect," Kurt gushed excitedly. "Thank you so much, Noah."
"Yeah, well, I know we agreed on an adult dog but he's already house trained and I couldn't resist." Kurt nodded his understanding and the puppy licked at him again.
He laughed and nodded again. "I can definitely understand that." Puck grinned and ran a hand down the puppy's back. "He's adorable. But I think you need to be taken care of, huh?"
"Oh, my God, yes," Puck said desperately. "I was watching you sleep and…Dear God, baby, you are sexy." He ran his hands across Kurt's bare back and latched his mouth onto his shoulder. "Wanna fuck you so bad." Kurt groaned and the puppy licked at his face. He couldn't help but laugh. Puck whistled and ordered, "Go to bed," and the puppy kissed Kurt one last time before stumbling off the bed and heading for the dog bed in front of the closet door. "He's really well trained."
"I can see that," Kurt said with a laugh. He turned around and straddled Puck's lap with a smile. "Wow, you're hard, baby." He wrapped his hand around his shaft and began to stroke. Puck's head fell back against the headboard and he groaned in pleasure.
"Your hands are so soft, Kurtie," he whispered. He used a hand to pull Kurt forward and pressed his lips against his neck. Kurt sighed as he jerked Puck off, loving the things being done to his neck, and Puck moaned as he enjoyed the touch on his cock. When he felt Kurt begin to throb against his abs, Puck took him into his hand and gripped and squeezed just the way his boy liked. In moments, they were coming together in messy spurts. Kurt looked between them and blushed when he realized most of their mess was on Puck's stomach. Puck, however, swirled a finger through the mess and brought it up to Kurt's lips. "Taste?"
Kurt leaned forward and sucked the finger into his mouth after only a second of hesitation. He and Puck both moaned. Then Puck gathered Kurt into his arms and stood. He carried him into the bathroom and into the shower. Their little puppy jogged after, waggling his tail excitedly. Kurt smiled at him before they shut the shower door. After Puck was washed off and they had washed their hair, Kurt opened the door and the puppy jumped in excitedly. Puck laughed and Kurt lifted the puppy into his arms. "He's so cute. How old is he?"
"About nine months old," Puck said with a shrug. "He's a bit of a runt, our boy." He reached over Kurt's shoulder to scratch behind their puppy's ear.
Kurt smiled as the puppy licked at his chin excitedly. "He's adorable. What're we going to name him?" He set the puppy on the floor of the shower and reached for the body wash. Puck took his bath puff and Kurt poured body wash on it. He worked it in then began to wash his boy's shoulders. "Any ideas?"
"Spike," Puck suggested after a minute.
Kurt laughed and shook his head. "Not for that little sweetheart." The puppy was chasing bubbles down the drain. "I'd suggest Bubbles but that's a little girly."
"Yeah. How about Tiny? It'll be ironic when he gets huge." Kurt rolled his eyes and shook his head. That was just silly. Puck shrugged. "Okay. Orion? Like the constellation?"
"No. Jack Daniels?" Kurt suggested with a grin. Puck nodded enthusiastically and they kissed before Kurt picked up little Jack Daniels and he barked excitedly. "You like that? Little Jack Daniels?" He received a lick to his chin as an answer.
"Jack Daniels. All right. Let's get out before the water get's cold." Puck wrapped Kurt in a towel while Kurt wrapped the puppy up and reached for his blow dryer. "I'm gonna start the coffee." Kurt nodded and Jack wiggled his tail at him happily. He petted his head on his way out of the bathroom. Kurt dried his hair and styled it then tried to dry Jack's fur but he refused to hold still. Eventually, he gave up and got dressed, Jack bouncing around him the entire time, trying to steal his sweater from him when he was putting it on.
Puck was dressed in jeans and a plain, long sleeve red shirt when he got downstairs but he looked delicious and Kurt had to restrain himself from jumping him. Jack ran right over and jumped up to get Puck's attention. He chuckled and lifted the excited puppy off the ground. Kurt walked over and picked up his apron to keep his Alexander McQueen shirt clean and safe while he made breakfast for those who were joining them for Christmas morning. Joey, Peter, Benjamin, a friend Puck had made at the garage with his wife and baby girl, and Andy and his family.
"We have a lot of cooking to do." Puck nodded and took the apron Kurt passed him. "What're you in the mood to cook, dearest?"
"I'll cook the bacon and sausage then the eggs, if you'll do pancakes and biscuits." Kurt nodded and reached into the cabinet holding the pancake mix readily. "How long do we have before everyone gets here?"
"About an hour," Kurt said with a frown. "We really have to get to work."
"No big deal. We can do it. I'll put on some music and it'll be done with time to spare." Puck winked confidently and walked backwards out of the kitchen to the stereo in the living room that was connected to the many speakers they had brought with them, both of theirs, to create a wonderful sound system throughout the apartment, even in the bathroom. They had a remote to the stereo, Puck's stereo, and Kurt loved being able to turn on music from their bed after work.
An hour of dancing, singing, and cooking later and they had the table set and were waiting for everyone's arrival. Joey and Peter came first, placing their presents under the tree and greeting them with hugs. Andy Neil and his family came next, his wife Dora and children Sara, Jenny, and Arnold. They put their presents, every last one from their tree at home, under Kurt and Puck's tree and the children dropped onto the ground to play with Jack. Andy laughed when Kurt told him the name of their puppy. Their friend from the garage, Will, and his wife, Mena, arrived last, apologizing over and over for being late. Their daughter, Ariel, rushed right at Kurt and practically jumped into his arms, sobbing about how scaring the puppy was. He sat with her for twenty minutes on the ground with Jack until she calmed down. Puck smiled as he watched them the entire time, his mind going to a child of their own in Kurt's arms.
Peter and Puck set up the little table Peter had brought over for the kids and their parents –and Kurt – ushered them to their seats. However, Ariel clung to Kurt's waist and sobbed. "No, no, no! Kurtie, pwease! I wan' stay with you!"
Kurt caved and she ate in his lap at the adult table. Puck couldn't help but laugh at his boy's soft heart. When breakfast was done and the washing up was finished, the kids ran for the tree and looked at their parents pleadingly.
"Time for presents then." Everyone sat on the ground or on the chaise or armchair behind the sofa. Jack chased the discarded wrapping paper and ribbons and Ariel was passed her presents by Puck, since she refused to leave Kurt's lap.
They had spent most of their Christmas bonuses to buy presents for everyone and were very pleased at the reactions they received for their presents. A Barbie doll for each girl with spare outfits and a game for Arnie. Kurt picked a beautiful dress for Andy's wife and a gorgeous coat for Mena while Puck picked the presents for Andy, Will, Peter, and Joey. Joey and Peter started to open their gifts but Puck and Kurt both warned, "Open away from children," quickly, causing them to laugh.
"Oh, naughty, naughty," Peter said excitedly. "We'll go open these in the kitchen." A moment later, they heard them laughing. "I love you boys!" Peter said when they came back, hiding their presents in the laundry pantry to retrieve later. "I should warn you, Puck, not to open yours in the living room. I picked it."
"I bet I'll love it then," Puck said, grinning at Peter and reaching over to slap his hand.
"I picked yours. It's still fun though." Kurt smiled and took Joey's hand. Andy laughed. He had opened his present to find a mug with a bag of his favorite coffee and a Mustang on the outside.
"That's great. Thank you, boys," he said warmly. They smiled and nodded. Ariel accidentally elbowed Kurt as she put a new outfit on her Barbie and he grimaced, squeezing Joey's hand a bit too tight, briefly. Joey yanked his hand away and shook it with a mouthed, "Ow."
"Awesome!" Will said cheerfully. They had given him a mug with a wrench shaped handle and a bunch of tools on it along with a bag off his favorite coffee. "Thanks, guys."
"We found a really weird coffee shop," Puck said with a chuckle. "Got one for Kurt's dad too." Kurt smiled, thinking about his father getting his. Whenever they remembered to put it in the mail.
After a while, it was Kurt and Puck's turn to open presents. Each child had handmade something for them –candleholders or pictures – and Andy and Dora gave them a certificate to a paint store so they could finish their apartment. Will and Mena gave them a pinball machine Will had had for years and recently fixed that Puck declared awesome and Kurt laughed when unwrapping. Joey and Peter gave them the best present though. An invite from them to go with them to New Years at Times Square. Kurt nearly fainted before he lurched over to hug them the best he could with Ariel in his lap. Puck laughed and nodded his acceptance.
Then Kurt stood and left the apartment, returning with a white table on wheel behind him. "And this is to my wonderful lover." He walked away from it and Puck pushed himself off the floor to take a look.
"An air hockey table?" he said with glee in his eyes. "How'd you manage this? We had a budget, remember?"
"I haggled," Kurt stated proudly. "Haggled and it was at a garage sale. It was cheap, don't worry, and it works."
Puck grinned and pushed it around the stairs into the corner of the dining room that had been left empty. He plugged it in and waved the children over. After giving them a brief tutorial, he turned to Kurt and kissed him firmly. "Thank you, baby. I love it. I honestly thought the sexy little number last night was my present though."
"No, but I got the outfit with what I had left from your gift. I'm so glad you like it." They kissed one more time then he turned to the adults and asked, "Coffee?"
"Please," came the unanimous reply.
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Kurt was waving his long, blue balloon in the air and grinning behind his 2011 glasses while Puck's palms were sweating despite the chill and he had butterflies in his stomach. The case in his pocket felt like it weighed a ton and he almost worried he couldn't get it out of his pocket. But it was getting close to twelve and he wanted to do this before they entered the new year. He took Kurt's hand and he turned to face him, smile still in place. The female host –Kurt probably knew her name but he didn't – smiled and talked behind them. He pushed the huge blue hat back when it fell over his eyes and smiled at Kurt. He grinned. "I love you," Puck blurted nervously.
"I love you too," Kurt said back, tilting his head curiously. "What's wrong, Noah?"
"I wanna ask you something. Keep an open mind and just…just listen, okay?" Puck requested, struggling not to fidget with the way too heavy object in his pocket that so did not weigh less than two pounds like it did yesterday. "I love you so much, Kurtie." Kurt nodded, frowning, and he took a deep breath before pulling the case on. He didn't even notice the camera turning onto them.
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"Oh, my God! Is that Kurt and Puck?" Rachel gasped. Everyone immediately rushed to get a better view of the Hummel's huge TV. There was Kurt wearing white skinny jeans, a pair of black winter boots, a black jacket, and the 2011 glasses pushed up on his head as well as Puck standing in front of him in his coat, a white, v-neck sweater and a black shirt visible under it. He had one of those silly hats on his head and was holding a black ring case. Burt crushed his beer can when he saw it.
"It looks like we might be witnessing a New Year's proposal. I hope they don't mind us filming," the hostess commented.
"Kurt, the time we've spent together has been amazing. You're everything I've ever wanted and I love you more than anything. You're my firework. Bright, beautiful, wild, passionate, colorful, and just amazing. I fell in love with you voice first, your body next, and you last. I know we're young, we haven't been together long, but I also know that every moment I spend with you is perfect and amazing, even when we're fighting. I never want to give that up and if you say no, that's fine. I'm willing to wait. But if you say yes, just know that this will be the happiest moment of my life. Probably still will be even if you say no, because I'm here with you and you love me. Kurt Ethan Hummel, will you marry me?" Puck asked loud enough for it to be heard over the cheering crowd.
Kurt gawked at him and Burt dug his fingers into his legs angrily. "Absolutely not!"
"Burt," Carole said soothingly, gripping his arm.
"Are you serious?" Kurt asked, staring at the ring case. Puck wiggled it a bit to indicate Kurt could open it and he lifted a trembling hand to do so. "Oh, dear Gucci. You're serious."
"It's okay if you don't want to," Puck replied, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly with his free hand and causing the hat to fall over his eyes.
Kurt laughed and lifted the hand not on the ring case to push it back onto his head. He smiled brilliantly at him and leaned forward to kiss him. When they pulled apart, he rested his head against Puck's and nodded. "I love you so much, Noah Puckerman. I'd love to marry you."
"Yes? Really truly yes?" Puck asked, pulling back to looked at Kurt fully.
Kurt nodded energetically. "Yes!" He lurched at Puck and wrapped his arms around his neck. Puck spun him around and kissed him deeply. "Oh, my God, yes! Yes!"
Puck laughed and hugged him tightly, swaying as he kissed Kurt's forehead over and over again. "I love you. So, so much, Kurtie. I can't wait to be your husband."
"The ring. Can I see it?" Kurt said excitedly, bouncing on his heels as he pulled away. They were both still beaming as Puck pulled the smaller of the two rings from the case and held it out to Kurt. Kurt raised his hand and Puck slipped it on. "Oh. It's perfect. Beautiful. I love you." Kurt leaned forward and pressed his lips to Puck's. He reached into the ring box and pulled out Puck's. "I love this. One for each of us so neither of us is the girl. It's awesome."
Puck smiled tenderly as he watched Kurt slid the ring onto his finger. The teenagers in the Hummel-Hudson living room couldn't help it. They cheered, minus Santana and Finn. Even Carole smiled but Burt looked furious. Finn just looked shocked and Santana looked angry and a little sad.
The countdown reached zero and they blew their party horns and popped their streamers happily. On screen, Kurt and Puck kissed each other before the camera panned around to show the other couples kissing. The couples in the room kissed, and those who were single kissed their friends, before continuing to cheer.
Rachel stood and raised her sparkling grape juice. "I know that we're all probably conflicted about Kurt and Puck getting engaged, but I think that, since they are happy together, we should raise our glasses in a toast and wish them happiness in their marriage. To Kurt and Puck."
"Kurt and Puck," a few people chimed up, her dads the most energetically. Blaine smiled as the camera once against showed Kurt and Puck kissing and looking absolutely in love.
"But…Puck's straight," Finn stated dumbly. He was smacked upside the head by Santana for the waste of breath.
"Shut up, moron. He's bi and apparently screwing Lady-face," she hissed angrily. Burt stood up and escaped to the kitchen. Carole rushed after him.
"I can't let them," Burt said, gripping the edge of the sink tightly. "I'm glad he's happy but I won't let him get married this early. And certainly not without me there. He's my son. And he's not marrying anyone he's only been with for a month." Carole leaned against the sink and looked at him. "We're going to New York."
*Glee*Glee*Glee*
Kurt smiled and held tightly to his lover. They had seen the ball dropping from the corner of their eyes but, oh, that didn't matter. Only each other mattered. Then suddenly, Joey and Peter were hugging them and shouting congratulations and happy New Year and the hostess was gripping Kurt's arm and yelling congratulations. She looked at the ring and hugged him and he thanked her happily, tears entering his eyes.
A blur of color and noise and time later, he was pulling Puck into the apartment and Jack was jumping around them as they kissed and headed up the stairs to their bed, loosing clothing and souvenirs on the way. Puck's ring was cold against his hips, a contrast to his warm flesh that was welcome and wonderful. He hadn't realized that he was whispering, "I love you. I love you. You're mine, all mine. Mine," until Puck whispered back, "Yes, yes, I love you too. I love you too, baby. You're mine, I'm yours. All yours. And you're all mine."
They stumbled onto the bed, Kurt landing on top of him, and rutted against each other desperately. "My husband," Kurt breathed excitedly. Puck growled and flipped them. He began to thrust against Kurt, dragging their erections against each other's and wrapped a hand around them both. Kurt entwined his fingers with Puck's on their joined lengths and they began to pump each other, long and slow. "I love you. I love you so much."
"I love you too, baby. That feels so good. My sweet little husband," Puck whispered lustfully. "Soon. All mine. No one else's. Ever." Kurt tossed his head back and nodded as they thrust and pumped, together. It wasn't long until they were coming all over each other. "I love you. I love you," Puck gasped against Kurt's shoulder.
"I love you too," Kurt replied with a smile. "I can't wait to be your husband."
TBC
Okay, so, I'm a bit late. But not by much. LOL. Happy New Year, everyone.
