a/n: holy hell i freaking love you guys!! your love and support never ceases to amaze me! anyway, as promised, here is some lemony goodness!! chapters 7, 8, & 9 all feature lemons so beware! 7, 8, & 9 are all part of the special weekend for puck and rachel so lots of lemons ensue, i love lemons especially puckelberry lemons. anyway, you know how much it means to me when you review so please review. love you guys! disclaimer: i don't own glee

It'd been about a month since that dinner and everything was going perfect. Rachel came to the sonogram appointments with Puck, earning them more odd looks from the office staff. None of them cared. They were decided, they were doing this together. In Puck's words, the rest of the world could go fuck themselves.

Puck was walking down the hallway after Glee one day looking for Rachel. She'd run out with Quinn and he wasn't sure where they'd gone. He saw Kurt standing at his locker looking into a mirror, fixing his hair.

"Hey Hummel, have you seen Rachel?" Kurt turned around and smirked, like he knew something. That freaked Puck out just a little.

"Yes, yes I have." Puck waited for him to continue, but he didn't.

"Well are you gonna tell me where she is?" Kurt continued to smirk his knowing grin. Now, it was just pissing Puck off.

"I don't think so. It's much more fun watching you squirm."

"Dude, you may act like a girl but that doesn't mean I won't hit you. Now, where the hell is my girlfriend?" The smirk vanished and was replaced by a look of terror.

"She ran out towards the parking lot with Quinn a few minutes ago. I don't know where they were going. Don't hurt me." It was Puck's turn to smirk as he nodded his head and walked out of the school, towards the parking lot.

"Rachel, are you sure you want to do this? It's a pretty big step." He was just about to turn the corner when he heard Quinn's whispering voice. He stopped and listened.

"I know it's a big step. But, I'm so ready. I love him so much and I feel guilty for making him wait so long. He hasn't pushed me, he always says that it's my choice. You know how you told me when you and Finn did it for the first time, you said it felt right? Like it was meant to be that way? I feel like that with Noah every time I see him. When he touches me, it's like my skin is on fire and I just want that feeling to never go away." Puck smiled at Rachel's words. He heard Quinn exhale heavily before responding.

"You're on the pill, right?" He didn't hear Rachel say anything, so he guessed that she nodded in the affirmative. "Good, I've learned that it's a lot more fun without worrying about a condom. Of course, it's not like it would do much good now." Puck heard both girls giggle and he smiled despite himself. "But anyway, how are you gonna go about it? Trust me, it won't take much. Every time Puck looks at you, he looks like he's about to drag you into the nearest closet and have his way with you." He frowned at that.

He thought that he'd had a good handle on his emotions lately. Yeah, he wanted Rachel in every way possible. But the last thing he wanted was to make her uncomfortable. So, he did his best to hide the fact that whenever she looked at him, was around him, he thought of her, or something happened to remind him of her (everything seemed to remind him of her), he did want to drag her into the nearest closet. He was shaken from that thought process as he heard Rachel start talking again.

"Well, I've done some research and I think I'm going to attempt to give him a," Quinn started coughing and laughing at the same time.

"Stop right there Rach, I don't need details. Just tell me how you're going to propose the idea to him in a way that he won't think you're doing it out of guilt. I mean, you just said you felt guilty for making him wait. What if he thinks you're just sleeping with him because of that? He won't let you do that." Puck heard the confident tone in Rachel's voice as she replied,

"I have ways of convincing him that I want to do this." That was her vixen voice and he almost blew his load right there. "Besides, my dads are leaving on a business trip tonight, so I'll have the whole weekend to convince him." Quinn laughed.

"Well, he's probably looking everywhere for you. Let's get you back inside."

"That's okay. I'll just wait for him at his truck. I'll see you Monday Quinn." He heard her retreating steps but couldn't move quickly enough before Quinn rounded the corner and stopped in her tracks. She half-glared at him and turned her head to see that Rachel was out of earshot.

"Puck, you were eavesdropping," she said in an amused voice. He just shrugged, no point denying it.

"It wasn't my fault. You guys ran out of Glee so I went looking for you." She smiled up at him.

"So, how much did you hear?" Puck shrugged again but smirked at the blonde.

"Enough to further prove that I have the coolest girlfriend on the planet. One thing confuses me though. It's pretty clear that she's talking to you about this stuff. Why? She can come to me with this stuff." Quinn just laughed shortly and placed her hand on her stomach.

"Man I hope this kid gets mine and Rachel's brains, because we're screwed if it ends up with yours and Finn's. You don't get it Puck. Rachel's a virgin with a boyfriend who's definitely anything but." Proving her point, Puck shrugged his shoulders not fully understanding.

"So?" Quinn just shook her head and laughed again.

"She's worried about measuring up. You've been with a lot of girls Puck. She's just scared that she won't be able to compare to them because she doesn't have any experience." Puck hung his head when she said that.

"How can she think that? I love her. Yeah, I've been around but I never really cared about any of those other girls." A hurt look came across Quinn's face and Puck thought about what he'd just said before shaking his head. "You know what I mean. I know you regret that your first time was with me and not Finn. And I know that we've all got each other now but nothing is gonna change that fact. I just don't want Rachel to regret anything with me." Puck watched as Quinn got all misty-eyed in front of him. Her voice shook as she stepped closer to him and wrapped her arms around his neck.

"You two make me sick, and it's not just the pregnancy." He heard her sniffle but she laughed into his neck. She pulled away and smiled at him. "Trust me, she won't regret anything, as long as you act surprised at the evening she has planned." Puck smirked at her.

"Do you know what she has planned?" Quinn shuddered a little, which he decided to take as a good sign.

"Not exactly, but she's been running ideas by me for the past three and a half weeks so I have a fairly clear mental image that won't go away now. But Finn has helped me out with that problem lately so I'll be alright." Puck closed his eyes and shook his head violently.

"If you weren't carrying that kid right now, I would totally yell at you for giving me that mental image." He heard her laugh and opened his eyes. "Let's make a deal. I don't need to know about you and Finn, and I'll try to keep Rachel from letting you know about us. Sound good?" Quinn just shook her head like he was missing a joke. He was starting to feel like he had indeed missed something.

"You still don't get it. The ideas that Rachel ran by me have been thoroughly tested and given the Fabray/Hudson stamp of approval." Now he really felt like throwing up. These were images he could've lived the rest of his life without. Quinn just kept looking at him like his face was the funniest thing she'd seen in her life. "I'm sure you'll have fun tonight Puck." He just glared at her as best he could.

"Yeah, of course I'll have fun now that I have you and Finn stuck in my head. I hate you right now, kid or not. You're evil." The blonde just laughed, completely unaffected.

"How about this for an image? Remember Rachel's nonexistent gag reflex?" Puck nodded, welcoming the images flooding into his brain, replacing the previous puke-inducing ones. He waited for Quinn to continue talking, but she just laughed again and walked away.

He allowed his mind to wander as he strolled to his truck. He looked across the lot and saw Rachel leaning against the passenger side of the vehicle. When he walked up to her, he noticed a determined look come across her face. Just remember to act surprised, he reminded himself.

"Hey babe, I was looking for you inside." She rolled her eyes at him but he saw the smirk that accompanied it.

"I saw you talking to Quinn, Noah. I know you know. I had a whole speech prepared but it doesn't really seem necessary anymore. So look, I'm ready. Noah, I love you and I want to be able to express it in every way possible. My fathers will be gone for the weekend so we'll have the house to ourselves. We can swing by your house and get some clothes, although I'm not sure they'll be crucial for most of our activities. Unless of course you would prefer to do it at your house, which will put a damper on some of the plans I had but I can live with that. All that really matters is that I want to make love to you. So, are you in or out?" Only because messing with her was so much fun, he smirked and replied,

"I thought you said the speech wasn't necessary." She laughed and hit his shoulder but still waited for his answer. Puck just leaned down and whispered against her lips, "You should save your voice anyway babe. You're gonna need it, because I am definitely in." He used the tiny gasp she emitted to his advantage and captured her lips. He quickly swept his tongue across hers as his hand slid down the side of her body. The fingers of his other hand managed to tangle themselves in her hair, holding her in the kiss. He found the hem of her skirt and slowly began his ascent up the outside of her thigh. He was fully expecting to feel the seam of her underwear the higher he went up. He felt nothing but skin, soft smooth skin.

He pulled back from their kiss to see a devious grin across her face. She knew exactly what the question he was about to ask was.

"I've been thinking about tonight all day long. I tried to keep myself under control but my body seemed to have other ideas. I had to change during third period, and then again in fifth. I couldn't walk around soaked for the rest of the day, could I?" He shook his head for a second, realizing the possibilities that someone could've noticed this.

"So, let me get this straight. You've been walking around for two hours in a skirt and no panties. What if Jewfro saw you?" She laughed. She laughed!

"Noah, Jacob hasn't bothered me since we started dating. He's terrified of you. And two hours isn't really that long. I was very careful, and this is one of my longer skirts anyway." He looked down. Despite the fact that it was still ridiculously short, the skirt was longer than usual. He looked back at her and couldn't help smiling.

"Next time this happens, you come find me. I can think of a few ways to get rid of that moisture that are a hell of a lot more fun than changing clothes." She blushed but then smiled up at him.

"Can you show me?" He tried to bite back the groan but failed miserably. He reached behind her and opened the truck door.

"Oh I plan on it. But we need to stop by my house first. I need to let my mom know I won't be home this weekend." She nodded and turned to face the truck. He lifted her inside and then shut the door.

One thing was for certain, he was about to have the best weekend of his life.

He walked into his house and bolted up the stairs. Rachel was waiting in the truck outside and he had complete tunnel vision. His brain was focused on one thing and one thing only, and that was getting Rachel naked. He didn't really even pay attention to the articles of clothing that he threw into a duffel bag. Once the bag was full, he tossed it over his shoulder and grabbed his guitar case before bounding down the stairs again. Just as he reached out for the doorknob, his mother's voice came from behind him.

"Where are you going sweetie?" Puck reluctantly turned to face his mom with one thought on his mind.

To have the best sex of my life with my amazing girlfriend! "Um, Rachel's dads are gonna be gone for the weekend. She didn't want to be alone. I'm gonna stay with her." Puck braced himself for the lecture that was sure to come. Instead, his mother just smiled and nodded her head.

"That's sweet of you honey. Have fun. Tell Rachel I said hello." She smiled and Puck couldn't help but think that his mother knew exactly what he was about to do.

But when he walked out of the house and looked at the small brunette girl in his truck smiling back at him, he didn't care who knew what his plans were.

He drove like a mad man to get to her house. The normal twenty minute drive took about five. He was pulling into her driveway when the thought crossed his mind that his Fast & Furious imitation may have scared the hell out of her. But as he looked over at her, she was breathing rapidly and something told him it had nothing to do with his driving.

"You alright babe?" She smiled a genuine smile and laughed lightly.

"I'm perfect Noah. Shall we go inside now?" He didn't answer her. He just got out, walked around to her side, and pulled her out of the truck. But instead of putting her down on the ground, he hoisted her over his shoulder and walked to her front door. "Noah! Put me down! I'm perfectly capable of walking on my own." He laughed as she beat on his back with her tiny fists, which really only succeeded in giving him a good back massage.

"You say that now babe, but I've got you for a whole weekend." However, once he got to the front door, he realized that he did have to let her down so she could unlock the door. She huffed in victory and turned around trying to find her house key. Puck saw an opportunity to start a little early.

Standing behind her, he swept her hair to one side. He nipped at the exposed flesh of her neck and slid his hands down her hips. She giggled, but that wasn't exactly the reaction he'd been aiming for. So he stepped closer to her and started kissing up and down her neck, gently sucking on the most sensitive spots. She moaned out loud and pushed back against him. Finally, the door opened and he ushered her inside. The second the door shut, she turned and pounced on him. He felt her hands working on his belt buckle as her lips never left his. He placed his hands firmly on her waist and pulled away slightly.

"Rach, first time should really be in a bed." He almost laughed at the annoyed look on her face but it quickly changed to one of determination as she slowly backed away from him. Before he knew it, she was running up the stairs leaving him to chase her down.

He took the steps three at a time and caged her in at her door. She turned and smiled at him, and he knew she was the most beautiful girl he'd ever seen. He cradled her face in his hand and brushed her cheek with the pad of his thumb. As he leaned down to kiss her, his other hand opened her bedroom door and he pushed her inside. He walked her until the backs of her legs hit the edge of her bed. Only then did he break the kiss.

Puck pushed her to sit down on the bed and immediately, her hands started working on his belt again. He placed his hands on hers to stop her. She looked up at him, afraid she'd done something wrong. Puck just smiled at her and dropped to his knees in front of her.

"This is about you babe." He grinned at the shocked look on her face. Starting at her knees, he ran his hand down the length of her legs to remove her ballet flats. He ghosted his fingers back up her body slowly, skipping her skirt to grab hold of her top. She lifted her arms above her head as he removed the shirt from her body. Her bra was purple lace and perfectly complimented her skin tone. He decided that, for the moment, it would stay on her. He leaned back and pulled his own shirt over his head. He looked back up at her to see her biting her lip. The lust in her eyes as she stared back at him almost caused him to bury himself inside her right then. But the love and trust that shone at the same time made him control his actions.

He stood up and unbuckled his belt, kicking his shoes off as he slid his pants down his body. She leaned back on the bed and watched him with the sexiest smirk on her face that he'd ever seen in his life. He covered her body with his and crashed his lips against hers. He groaned when he felt her hips grind up into his. One of his hands felt its way down her body, diving beneath the waistband of the skirt. She gasped as his forefinger brushed against her clit and bucked her hips against his finger.

"God Rach, you're so wet." He watched her face as he added a little more pressure to the sensitive nub. Her eyes were heavy lidded but she never broke her gaze from his. Quickly, without warning, he slipped one finger into her folds while using his thumb to keep constant pressure on her clitoris. He waited for her body to react before adding another finger. She gasped at the intrusion but quickly started rolling her hips in time with his fingers, attempting to get more friction. Rachel started moving her hips faster, whimpering a little. He knew she was close.

"Noah, please," she whispered. Puck removed his fingers from her as he deftly pulled her skirt away from her body. He felt her hands on his waist, pushing his boxers down from his hips. He groaned as the fabric pushed against his erection but she didn't stop. He leaned down and gently pressed his lips to hers.

"This is gonna hurt at first. If you want me to stop, I will." Rachel just shook her head and kissed him soundly on the mouth.

"I want this. I want you. Now." There was a forceful edge in her voice that always came out when she wasn't getting her way. He loved hearing it, especially now that it was about him instead of a solo. Slowly, so slowly he almost went crazy, he buried himself deep inside her. She winced but surprised him when he felt her hands grip his waist. She seemed to be pulling his lower half closer to hers, which didn't immediately seem possible. But then, Puck watched as she rolled her hips, angled her body just right, and with a gasp from both parties, he was sheathed deeper than he thought possible.

Rachel smiled up at him and nodded for him to continue. The motion of her head caused a tear to trickle down her cheek which he quickly kissed away. Moving his head, Puck placed open-mouthed kisses against her neck and down her collar bone. His rhythm was slow, controlled. He didn't want to scare her.

She started mumbling his name as her nails raked against the skin on his back. Her hips were rolling beneath him and before he knew it, he was pulling almost completely out before slamming back inside. Rachel would hiss every time their bodies would meet and he was beginning to think it was his favorite sound in the world.

"My god Noah!" Okay, that was his favorite sound in the world. Puck could feel her walls closing around him as she panted, "there, right there," breathlessly in his ear. Suddenly, he felt the tip of her tongue trace the shell of his ear. He was pretty positive that it was the hottest thing a girl had ever done to him. He turned his head just as her eyes started to go spacey. Her moans became louder the closer she got to climax. Just when Puck thought he wouldn't be able to hold out much longer, Rachel hooked her leg up around his hip changing the angle yet again. He entered her twice more before her leg tightened, holding him still. His name came from her lips in a gasp as he felt her clench around his length. She kept her leg hitched on his hip and rolled her hips once before Puck came groaning her name.

He felt her arms wrap around his torso as he stared into her big brown eyes. He pulled out slowly and shifted his weight to the side of her body, with his upper half still covering hers. He brushed a stray hair out of her eyes before gently cupping her cheek and kissing her lips. When he pulled back, she had the most adorable smile on her face.

"Are you okay?" She continued to smile up at him as she absently traced his chiseled jaw with her hands.

"My whole body feels like it's humming." He laughed lightly as he stared down at her. Her cheeks were flushed and her neck had also taken on a pink hue. Her hair was fanned out on the pillow. Puck's eyes drifted down her body and he became momentarily distracted by the quickened rise and fall of her breasts as she tried to calm her breathing. As he tried to remember when her bra was taken off, he swung his arm across her stomach and pulled her into his chest. She curled her body so that they were spooning but he heard her whimper as she did so. He placed a kiss to her temple before asking,

"You sure you're alright babe?" She giggled in response.

"I'm just a little sore. How long until we can do it again?" Puck couldn't help laughing at her question. He sucked on the skin of her neck and felt her shiver in his arms.

"Why do I feel like I've created a monster?" Rachel giggled again and turned her body so she was facing him.

"Maybe you have. But really Noah, a nymphomaniac must be a fun monster to deal with. And you didn't answer my question." Just as she stopped speaking, her stomach growled causing both of them to laugh.

"How about right after we get some food in you?" She smiled and rolled over to get off the bed. Puck watched as she bent over to pick his shirt up from the floor. "Damn," he said under his breath. Rachel turned around and grinned at him before slipping his t-shirt over her head. Then she walked over to her dresser and pulled out a pair of lace underwear that made Puck's breath hitch in his throat. Something about seeing her in nothing but his shirt and lacy panties struck him. He quickly stood up from the bed and closed the distance between them. Gathering her up in his arms, he kissed her with a possessiveness and force he'd never used before. She didn't seem to mind as she wrapped her arms around his neck and moaned into the kiss. When breathing became necessary again, they both pulled away. She smirked up at him.

"You sure about getting food," she asked coyly. Looking down, she gave a small gasp and whispered, "I've done some reading and I'm fairly certain that I could help with that if you want me to." Puck smiled at the fact that, despite the fact that she'd just given him what could only be described as the best sex of his life, she still managed to seem unsure about her actions. Puck placed his finger under her chin and raised her head so she was looking at him.

"Babe, not that I don't want to take you up on that offer, we've got all weekend together. Besides, we'll have to eat sometime. And if we eat now, we won't be hungry later so we can fool around all night long. Sound good?" For a second, she looked like she was really thinking about it. He could practically see the gears in her head turning, fool around now or later. She smiled back up at him and said,

"Would you like to order pizza or take-out?" He laughed and draped his arm around her shoulders leading her out of the room.

Twenty minutes later, they were waiting for their pizza downstairs on the couch. Puck had put his boxers back on and Rachel was still wearing his t-shirt over her skimpy underwear. Rachel had been flipping through the channels on TV when Puck saw that Fight Club was on. He quickly grabbed the remote out of her hand turned it back to the right channel. He looked down at her waiting for an argument, but she just rolled her eyes and snuggled closer to his chest.

"Noah, because it's on TV, this is most likely the censored version. I own the Collector's Edition if you would prefer to watch that." He looked at her, too stunned to speak. She rolled her eyes again. "What's not to like? A bunch of shirtless guys beating each other up for absolutely no reason at all other than to feel alive, it's insanity. I'm all for insanity. And the version I have has deleted scenes, bloopers, director's commentary, all sorts of stuff. You want me to run upstairs and get it?" Puck sat up quickly and pulled her into his arms, hugging her tightly.

"You are perfect!" She giggled into his neck and a shiver went down his spine.

"I'll take that as a 'yes' then. You have to let me go upstairs so I can retrieve the movie however." It was then that he realized he was still holding her. He chuckled and let her go, but intently watched the sway of her hips as she walked up the steps to her room. Suddenly the doorbell rang and he heard Rachel's voice coming from upstairs.

"That's probably the pizza. The money's on the coffee table." Puck reached for the money as he stood up from the couch. He started walking towards the door as the bell rang.

"Alright, I'm coming," he shouted at the door. When he opened it, the pizza boy, some guy he vaguely recognized from school, looked up at him questioningly.

"Um, twelve nineteen Puck." Puck stared at him for a second, almost feeling bad that he didn't know the guy's name, before remembering the money in his hand. Just as he was handing him the money, he heard Rachel come bounding down the stairs.

"Okay Noah, I found the movie. Do you want to watch in the living room or my, oh hi Justin." She skidded to a stop beside Puck and he noticed how 'Justin's' eyes raked over his girlfriend's scantily clad body.

"H-hey Rachel," Justin stuttered. "I didn't know you lived here." Puck got angry with the guy openly ogling his girlfriend. No one was allowed to do that but him. Rachel just smiled and nodded at him, seemingly unaware that Justin was undressing her with his eyes. Puck did it often enough to know what it looked like when someone else was doing it.

"Yeah, she does," Puck said gruffly taking the pizza from Justin's hands. "Keep the change loser." He slammed the door in the guy's face only to be met with a withering look from Rachel. "What?"

"That was very rude Noah." Puck just scoffed and turned towards the living room with the pizza in his hands.

"Babe, he was totally stripping you down with his beady little eyes. He's lucky I only slammed the door in his face." Puck settled down on the couch with the pizza in his lap and watched as Rachel put the DVD in the player. She pretty much skipped back over to the couch and curled back up into his side as he flipped the box top open.

About thirty minutes later, the pizza was gone. Rachel had three slices and Puck ate the rest. Without warning, she got up off the couch and disappeared into the kitchen. A few seconds later, she reemerged with some paper towels in her hands. He looked up at her as she handed them to him.

"My dads will kill me if I get grease on the couch." He took the paper towels from her and wiped his hands on them before placing them on top of the pizza box. She was still standing to the side of him so he grabbed her wrist and gently pulled her down so that she was straddling his lap. She giggled again and he thought that had to be the most adorable sound on the planet.

Puck moved his hands to settle on her waist and smiled up at her. But she wasn't looking at him, well, not his face. Her head was tilted low and she was just staring at one side of his chest. He looked down and realized that she was staring at his nipple ring. Chuckling as he looked back up to her face, he said,

"You like it babe?" Rachel just nodded her head, completely transfixed by the little silver ring. Suddenly, she leaned down and swirled her tongue around his nipple before taking the ring between her lips and tugging gently. Puck hissed through his teeth and moved his hands down to cup her ass. He could feel her hands along his ribcage. She sucked the ring into her mouth once more before looking up at him. With a smirk on her face, she leaned forward and whispered in his ear,

"I'm sorry Noah." Before he could really focus on her words, she slid down his body and into the floor. His hot girlfriend on her knees in front of him, biting her lip, instant erection. He laughed internally as he realized what she was apologizing for. She let her hand trail down his abs and grinned at the tent she'd caused. "Take your boxers off." The forceful edge in her voice served to make him harder as he stood up in front of her. He pushed his boxers from his hips and let them fall. Before they even hit the floor, she grasped him firmly at the base and smiled at his sharp intake of breath.

Puck couldn't take his eyes off of her. He watched as her tongue darted from her mouth and swirled around the head. Then, she removed her hand from him and placed a kiss at the base, sucking slightly. His knees buckled a little when she did that. It was like an electric jolt running through his body. He felt the tip of her tongue slide along the underside of the shaft just before she caught him between her lips. She had yet to take him fully in her mouth and he was about to blow. As if she could sense this, her hand came back up and encircled his base once more. She looked up at him and shook her head.

"That just wouldn't do Noah. This is over when I say it's over." He groaned at the way her voice wouldn't seem to stop taunting him, but at the same time he didn't really want it to. She flicked her wrist unexpectedly which made him buck into her hand. Rachel smirked up at him before circling her tongue around the head once more. Puck stared down at her as she leaned forward, licking him quite literally like a lollipop. Then, he blinked and felt her mouth around him. She was looking up at him through her lashes and he was positive that, had her mouth not been full, she would've been smirking at him. Suddenly, she took him deeper into her mouth and it felt like his whole body was vibrating. Somewhere in the farthest recesses of his mind, it registered that she was humming. The warm moist feel of her mouth was threatening to send him over the edge. He felt the back of her throat and expected her to pull back. Instead, she sucked him in further, deep-throating him to within an inch of his life.

Puck could feel her tongue still working along the underside of his shaft. He was no longer in control of his actions as he watched his hand tangle itself in her hair. Rachel didn't seem to mind though as his hand forced her back and forth. He could practically feel the pressure building behind her tiny hand and knew that if she let go, he wouldn't have time to pull out of her mouth.

"Rach," he moaned, "if you let go…" He was interrupted by his own moaning of her name. When he looked back into her eyes, she nodded. She knew exactly what would happen. Knowing that she had no intention of pulling away turned him on impossibly more. Suddenly, she had that look in her eyes again. Before Puck knew it, she removed her hand and took him completely into her mouth. She sucked once, that was all it took.

"Oh god Rachel!" Puck came with more force than he'd ever felt in his life and Rachel swallowed every last drop. He could feel the muscles of her throat squeezing his length. Finally, he had nothing left and Rachel pulled her mouth from him slowly. She looked up at him and grazed her thumb across her bottom lip. Puck's legs gave way and he fell back on the couch, completely spent. With what little energy he had left, he pulled his boxers back up his legs and shifted on the couch so he could get them all the way back up. He watched as she picked her water bottle up off the table and settled in beside him on the couch. She took a long pull from the bottle and drained it as well. He couldn't help laughing at the fact the he didn't feel the need to envy the bottle. She looked over at him and smiled.

"What?" Puck just shook his head.

"Nothing, just wondering where you learned all that. That was the best blow-job on the fucking planet." Rachel grinned lasciviously and replied,

"Well, when I decided that this weekend was going to happen, I asked Kurt if I could borrow his copies of Cosmopolitan. I told you I'd been researching. That magazine is actually very helpful and informative. I started my own subscription just last week. Of course, the downside is that Kurt wouldn't let me borrow them unless I told him why I wanted them." Puck's eyes got huge at that surprise. Suddenly, he remembered the look Kurt had given him in the hallway when he'd asked about Rachel.

"You mean Beyoncé knows about this. Rach, you realize the whole school is gonna know now, right? Which just means that I'm gonna get into a fight trying to keep the school's population of guys and probably Santana and Brittany off of you." She just smiled at him and nodded. "But it's so worth it babe." She giggled and snuggled closer into his side, laying her head on his shoulder. The movie went on for a few more minutes when he thought about something.

"Noah, just say what you have to say." She hadn't taken her eyes off the TV and he wondered how in the hell she could've known he was thinking anything. She snorted and said, "I'm a little psychic, remember? Now what did you want to ask?"

"Um," he stuttered for a second (he blamed it on the fact that his brain was still fuzzy from the literally mind-blowing blow-job he'd just received because badasses don't stutter!), "you didn't have to swallow. I didn't expect you to, I mean." She laughed and sat up on the couch so she was looking into his eyes.

"Noah, I know you didn't expect me to, I know I didn't have to. But, I wanted to. Besides, pulling away would've thrown off the whole dynamic. And you know that I couldn't have that." He laughed at her and pulled her back into his body. Her head met his shoulder and she spoke up again. "I just told you that my dads would kill me if I got grease from the pizza on the couch. What do you think they'd do if they returned home to find that on the couch?"