30 Days of Puckurt; Alternate Universes
DAY #08: The One with(out) Hair
(Inspired by icewhisper's "Puck's a manscaper" prompt.)
Kurt thought nothing of it as he ran his hands up and down Puck's toned, smooth arms.
He was a little curious when a white Hanes was torn away to reveal more silky, supple skin for his hands to skate over. One, two, three-each component of Puck's six pack felt like sea glass to his questing fingertips and then his tongue as Kurt decoded the jock's form.
When a pair of loose-fitting jeans were shucked, curiosity transitioned into outright disbelief. (Puck's Nintendo boxers were still on; it wasn't that.) From muscle-packed thigh to surprisingly delicate ankle, each of Puck's beautifully tanned legs were uninterrupted by the dark hair Kurt expected (and sort of hoped) would be there.
And finally, when the boxers were ripped off Kurt was rendered speechless. Puck was definitely well-hung... expected. But what Kurt didn't expect was...
"What the ever-loving-Puck, do you wax?"
Puck's face, peppered with stubble (one of the few places on the boy's body where hair remained), turned pink. "I do some maintenance work, so what?" he snapped.
Kurt opened his mouth to say something, only to glance down at Puck's di-. "Puck... do you have a pube-hawk?"
Puck was a pretty hardcore manscaper. Kurt wasn't sure how he felt about that until Puck nearly came when Kurt sucked a light hickey onto that mostly-hairless groin. And then, well, he was pretty much sold.
"Just-I draw the line at dyed pubes," Kurt said a mite desperately. (Puck was too busy moaning to respond.)
