Okay guys... this chapter is super fluffy... and a little smutty.. enjoy!
CHAPTER TEN : I CHOSE YOU
Puck threw his helmet against the lockers in the locker room and let out an angry yell. He couldn't believe their teachers were such children. They had their heads so far up their asses that they couldn't see their personal lives were affecting their students. Now, because Schue had his dick all up in Tenaka's girl, the football guys had to choose between football and Glee club. It wasn't fair. He felt like a football scholarship was his only real chance at college and a good life for Rachel... but Glee was becoming important to him. It was the bridge he'd been longing to find between the guy he was the guy wanted to be.
'The fuck is your problem, Puck?' Azimio questioned at Puck's outburst.
'My problem is that our coach is fucking my shit up because he can't get laid.' Puck snapped, pulling his pads off as quickly as he could.
'You're not seriously considering choosing Homo Explosion over us, are you?'
'I have no fucking clue what I'm going to do.' He groaned and hit his head against the locker.
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'Rachel? Why are you coming through the window?' Puck asked as he watched her climb into his room wearing a nearly see through night gown and a very sparkly Star of David necklace. She didn't answer, only walked up to him with a soft smile and held her finger up to her lips to keep him quiet. His breath caught in his throat. She laid her hand on his chest and pushed him backwards until he hit and fell onto the bed. She lifted the dress up to her hips and then straddled him, thrusting herself down against his hard member. 'Fuck...' He groaned and grabbed her hips to repeat the pressure. She surprised him by pulling her dress up and over her head, leaving her perfect breasts shining in the moonlight. He didn't hesitate and wrapped his hand around her velvety soft back and pulled her to his mouth. She let out a gasp as he latched on to her nipple, rolling it around his mouth. The harder he sucked or bit down, the harder she would thrust against him.
'Noah...' She moaned causing him to snap his hips against her. 'Mmmm... Noah... Noah... Noah... Noah... wake up.' He opened his eyes and sighed in frustration. It was a dream... again. 'Are you okay? You were moaning in your sleep.' Rachel asked, holding the back of her hand against his forehead to check his temperature.
'It was good moaning, Rach.' He replied, pulling her onto the bed. She yelped and then giggled as he snuggled his head into her side.
'Oh yeah? Wanna tell me about it?' She flirted, scratching her fingers softly across his scalp like he loved.
'No... but I think we should be official.' He replied, eyes still closed. Her hand immediately stopped so he reached up and pushed on it to get her to start again. 'Earth to Berry...'
'W-what do you mean by official?'
'I mean, people already know we're friends. I hang out with you in the halls, walk you to class, eat lunch with you, carry your books, drive you home... I think we should just tell people we're dating. That way I can add kissing you in the hallway to that list.'
'I guess people already do assume we're more than friends...'
'Yeah, exactly.' He replied, rolling onto his back.
'Are you sure you want to do that? It could be social suicide.'
'What? Rach, you're not on the shit list anymore. You haven't been slushied once thanks to moi. Why would it affect my popularity? Also, if I was so scared about losing cool points, I would have never joined Glee.'
'I guess that's true.' She whispered.
'Hey, what the fuck, Babe. I thought you'd be excited about this. Why are you questioning it?'
'I am happy, Noah. I'm just thinking.'
'What is there to think about? The only difference between yesterday and today would be you wearing my Letterman.' He said softly, pulling her hair gently until she leaned down far enough to kiss her. 'Please...'
'Noah Puckerman is begging Rachel Berry to go out with him?' She gasped playfully. 'I have to say... I can't give myself to someone who isn't...brave enough to sing a solo. If you don't have the guts to do that then-then-then how are you going be bold enough to deal with the ups and downs of loving an admittedly high-maintenance girl like me.' She teased, tickling his side until he rolled off the bed.
'Are you questioning my badassness?' He asked, popping up to his knees and leaning on the bed. She couldn't help but laugh. What little hair he had was sticking up in all directions, he had a giant pillow mark by his eye, and there was something that looked suspiciously like a drool stain on his lip. 'Have you seen my guns?'
'Your guns are lovely Noah.' She rolled onto her stomach so that they were face to face and puckered her mouth for a kiss. He gave her one and smiled. 'You have drool, right there.' She pointed to the spot and then got up to her feet laughing. He rolled his eyes and got up to follow her to the kitchen. 'I guess I can let you woo me.'
'Woo you?' He asked, pushing her towards the wall so he could get past her in the hall. She giggled and jumped onto his back. 'mmph...'
'Yes, woo me... I expect romance.' She laughed and started nibbling on his ear. His step faultered and he almost dropped her. 'Did I make you weak in the knees?' She teased.
'If you keep that up, we're going to have to go back upstairs because I won't be in any condition to be in my kitchen.' He growled. She laughed again and wrapped her arms around his neck. 'So, about this romance nonesense... any hints?' He joked dropping her on her ass on the couch once they made it to the living room.
'If you want all of this, you'll figure it out on your own.' She replied, waving her finger down her body.
'Babe, you're wearing a unicorn onsie right now.' He chuckled.
'Hey! You said you liked it.' She gasped, running after him. 'You... you have a wedgie!' She countered, sticking her tongue out at him. He cocked an eyebrow, nodded, and then picked it. 'You're a pig.'
'You want all of this...' He mimicked causing her to laugh.
'You're right. I do want all of this... even the gross parts.' She stood up on her tip toes and pulled him into a kiss.
'You guys are gross.' Deborah smiled as she entered the kitchen. Both teens rolled their eyes and laughed. 'Do you want me to make you breakfast?'
'No, Noah wants to be my boyfriend in public so now he has to work for it.' Rachel answered, slapping Puck on the ass and taking a seat at the dining table. Deborah let out a loud laugh and pushed him towards the fridge.
'Good, he can make us all breakfast.'
'I don't have to woo you, Ma.' He grumbled but knew it was hopeless. He was on breakfast duty. He scowled the entire time he cooked the Kosher bacon and scrambled eggs.
'Awww, Babe... why so blue?' Rachel asked teasingly as he sat down with their food.
'I got duped.' He grumbled, causing both girls to howl with laughter. 'I try to be a good guy and this is what I get.'
'Uh huh... get used to it. We've only been official for about 45 minutes.' Rachel kissed him and turned back to her breakfast. Sarah came down the stairs with a frown that matched her brother's.
'Get me breakfast, No-No.' She ordered, arms crossed. She definitely woke up on the wrong side of the bed.
'S'cuse me? Did I miss a memo about a girl gang starting at my house?' He stood up anyway and served his sister breakfast and then plopped back down to finish his own. 'I need some warning if ya'll are going to gang up on me in the future...'
'We're going to gang up on you in the future.' Rachel cut him off. Even Sarah cracked a smile for that one. 'This is in the first hour of our courtship... just imagine what it'll be like after you put a ring on it.' She stood up and ignored his groan. 'I'm going to go get ready... since my boyfriend doesn't like my unicorn pajamas.' She pouted. He reached over and grabbed the tail, pulling her back to the table. and into his lap.
'I dig the unicorn.' He said and kissed her on the cheek. She smiled sweetly at him and then got up to get dressed for the day. He turned back towards his food but noticed his mom and sister staring at him. 'What?'
'You guys are so cute I'm going to barf.' Sarah grumbled. He looked at her in shock. She never talked like that before. It was taking all of his self control not to show her it was funny. He turned to his mom and she was having less success holding it in.
'She's right.'
'Ugh... you guys suck.' He groaned and cleaned up his dishes from the table. 'I'm in so much trouble in this house.'
'All you have left is Sadie.' Sarah giggled. He turned around and sent her a playful glare before running to her, lifting her out of her seat and into the air. She screamed and kicked for him to let her down but he refused... until Sadie started barking at him. 'You meanie, now even Sadie is on our side!' She giggled.
'I'm moving... ' He sighed and then headed upstairs to get ready for school.
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'Oh. My. Gaga.' Kurt screeched, bringing attention to the couple headed down the hallway. Puck was practically strutting down the hallway, his hand laced through Rachel's. She was beaming with pride, swamped in his red and white letterman jacket. They both smiled at him and Rachel reached her free hand out to his as they walked by. 'Did Puck finally grow some balls and ask you out? You need to tell me alllll the details!'
'Let's see... he rolled over and grunted... let's be official, made fun of my pajamas and complained the whole time he made me breakfast.' She replied cooly. Kurt looked downright offended.
'No need to brag, Babe.' He grinned.
'Noah Puckerman! I hope you have plans to fix this.' Kurt huffed causing Puck to roll his eyes.
'Yeah, yeah... I gotta woo and romance or whatever.'
'My boyfriend, soooo romantic.' She groaned. 'How ever did I get so lucky?'
They all laughed as he pushed her into her classroom with a tap on her ass and headed to his own. He had a lot to do in a short amount of time. Rachel opened her history book and swooned when she saw a note with his ugly handwriting scrawled across it.
Buckle up, Buttercup...
Before she could contemplate what that could mean, the fire alarm went off. She hurried to grab her stuff and linked arms with Kurt as they headed outside. As she decended the front steps, her attention was drawn to the sound of the marching band coming around the corner. It took her a minute to make out what they were playing but when she did, her face lit up brighter than Kurt had ever seen it before.
'It's Sweet Caroline!' She cheered, jumping up and down. The band made their way straight towards them and made a circle around her, forcing her to move toward the field. She was in awe. As they walked, she noticed the other kids from Glee forming a pathway for her. They were screaming out so good, so good and kept her moving forward. She made it to the football field and squealed when she saw Puck standing on the bleachers with his guitar and a bouquet of peonies, her favorite. Mike walked her to the predetermined spot and bowed.
'Apparently I need to convince this admittedly high maintenenced girl that I want to be her boyfriend. You'll have to let me know if you think she'll like it.' He called out to her with a wink.
Where it began, I can't begin to knowing
But then I know it's growing strong
Was in the spring
Then spring became the summer
Who'd have believed you'd come along
Hands, touching hands
Reaching out, touching me, touching you
Sweet Caroline
Good times never seemed so good
I'd be inclined
To believe they never would
But now I
Look at the night and it don't seem so lonely
We filled it up with only two
And when I hurt
Hurting runs off my shoulders
How can I hurt when I'm holding you
One, touching one
Reaching out, touching me, touching you
Sweet Caroline
Good times never seemed so good
I'd be inclined
To believe they never would
Oh no, no
Sweet Caroline
Good times never seemed so good
Sweet Caroline
I believe they never could
Sweet Caroline
She was so entranced by his performance that she screamed when Sue's confetti cannons went off and showered them all with purple confetti. He reached down and grabbed a big slushie before jogging down the steps.
'It's grape... I know it's your favorite because the last time I tossed one in your face, you licked your lip before you wiped it off.' He smiled, pulling a straw from behind his ear.
'Noah...' She gasped, nearly in tears of joy.
'This is just the beginning babe... where it began...' He grinned and picked her up off her feet, kissing her as deeply as the slushie and his guitar would allow. 'Alright, get back to class before the teacher notices you're gone.'
She didn't even have a chance to thank him before Santana and Tina whisked her away. She glanced over her shoulder and noticed that Puck was huddled together with Artie, Mike, Matt, and Kurt. Oh boy... it was going to be an interesting day. They got back and no one even mentioned the marching band. It was like they missed it completely. Maybe they had. But Rachel couldn't get it out of her head. Her first class flew by in a blur. She didn't remember ever picking up her pencil.
'Come along, darling.' Mercedes said, as she intercepted Rachel coming out of her class.
'I have to get to class...'
'I know, I'm just in charge of getting you there.' She smiled and led her to math. When they walked in, Rachel was a little let down to see that nothing seemed out of the ordinary. She took her usual seat and watched the clock tick away. It was torture. She knew it was crazy to hope for more, especially so soon after his huge show, but Mercedes' presence made her hopeful. Five minutes until the bell rang, there was a knock on the door. The teacher looked annoyed but went and opened it. In walked a flower delivery man with a bouquet of yellow roses (her second favorite flower). As they set the bouquet down, another walked through the door, and then another, and then another... until they were having to put them on the teacher's desk because her desk and the surrounding ones were full. There were 15 bouquets and a note that said it was one for every year they had leading to each other. Her heart hurt it was so happy.
Third period she had a man dressed up as a waiter deliver her a steaming cup of coffee with her favorite hazelnut creamer and a bagel from a NYC deli to her in class. The note included said... last period was our past, this period is a taste of our future. She loved it for many reasons but the biggest is that she complained every day about how hungry she always got during that class. He was seriously the sweetest man in the world. How long had he been planning this?
Fourth period had a present waiting on her seat, wrapped in gold paper. Inside was the gorgeous black maxi dress that she'd been fawning over in Dayton when they went for school clothes. It was paired up with some new black heels (that she'd also been drooling over) and a note that said get ready for lunch. As soon as the bell rang, she was out of her seat running to the bathroom to get changed. Santana showed up seconds letter and worked her hair and makeup. In less than 5 minutes, she was walking out, ready for the next event.
Puck was standing outside the bathroom in a crisp shirt, dress pants, and a big smile. He hung his suit jacket over her shoulders, grabbed her hand and walked her to Kurt's escalade. He helped her into the backseat and then followed her in. Kurt hopped into the driver's seat.
'Thank you so much for everything, Noah... it's been magical.' She pulled him into a kiss, moaning into his mouth when he tangled his hand in her hair and the other squeezed her hip. He adjusted himself in the seat so that their bodies melded together and moved the hand that was on her hip around to her lower back. They stayed like that until Kurt made a coughing noise and alerted them to the parked car. Rachel gave him a lazy smile and let him help her out of the vehicle. She looked up to see that they were at Old City Prime on Main. It was one of the best restaurants in Lima and she couldn't be more excited. He walked her in, his hand resting on her lower back, and they immediately led them to their best table. Even though it was lunch, they had lit candles on the table and almost the entire section to themselves. 'Wow... how did you manage this?'
'I called in a favor from your fathers.' He chuckled, holding out her chair while she sat down and then pushing her in and taking his seat.
'You, Noah Puckerman, have outdone yourself.' She whispered, holding his hands in hers.
'It's only lunch.' He winked. 'We still have allll afternoon.'
'How long have you been planning all of this?'
'Since the minute we found out we are getting married.' He smiled nervously. 'If you were going to be forced to marry me... I figured I'd do everything I could to make it worth it.'
'You've shown me so many times that you are worth it.' She beamed. 'I was joking about needing to be woo'd. Every minute we spend together you woo me.'
'Well you could have told me that before I bought 15 bouquets of roses... or threatened the band director.' He teased.
'I feel like I've been living in a dream today.'
'You deserve a dream.' He complimented. The rest of the meal went perfectly. The food was wonderful, the company even better. Kurt was there to pick them up as soon as they were done and they practically floated back to school. 'I'll see you soon, Babe.' He kissed her one more time and headed off, leaving her at her 6th period class. She was grateful that they'd missed over half of it because her mind was no where near school at the moment. The bell rang and she walked out, surprised to find no one waiting for her at the door; but as she turned the corner, Puck was waiting with his elbow crooked and ready for her. He led her to the auditorium for their Glee hour.
Rachel gasped as they walked in and saw that the stage had what looked like hundreds of stars hanging at varying heights from the ceiling. He held her hand and walked her up the steps and then pulled her into his arms as music started drifting towards them. She was finally dancing amongst the stars.
(Kurt)
Have you ever fed a lover with just your hands?
Close your eyes and trust it, just trust it
Have you ever thrown a fist full of glitter in the air?
Have you ever looked fear in the face
And said I just don't care?
(Santana)
And it's only half past the point of no return
The tip of the iceberg
The sun before the burn
(Kurt and Santana)
The thunder before the lightning
Breath before the phrase
(Santana)
Have you ever felt this way?
(Tina)
Have you ever hated yourself for staring at the phone?
You're whole life waiting on the ring to prove you're not alone
Have you ever been touched so gently you had to cry?
Have you ever invited a stranger to come inside?
(Mercedes)
It's only half past the point of oblivion
The hourglass on the table
(Mercedes and Tina)
The walk before the run
The breath before the kiss
And the fear before the flames
(Mercedes)
Have you ever felt this way?
(All)
La la la la la la la la
(Santana)
There you are, sitting in the garden
Clutching my coffee,
Calling me sugar
You called me sugar
(Puck)
Have you ever wished for an endless night?
Lassoed the moon and the stars and pulled that rope tight
Have you ever held your breath and asked yourself
Will it ever get better than tonight?
Tonight
The song ended with Puck singing softly into her hair as they twirled around the stage while the others stayed hidden off stage. He looked down and lifted her chin, wiping her tears away with the pads of this thumbs. Her eyes were sparkling but in a way that Puck had never seen them before. They weren't the manic, doe eyed eyes she gave Finn when they sang together... these were sparkling with honest, recipricated adoration. They held a promise of what was to come and conveyed everything that had yet to be said.
Before they knew it the bell was ringing, breaking the scene. They didn't say a word, both content with the beautiful silence they had created. He walked her back to class, placing a kiss softly on her lips before he left. Santana had to pretty much carry her to her seat because Rachel's head still hadn't left the stage.
It was the last class of the day and Rachel was ready to bolt. Glee and football be damned. She wanted to go home with Puck and wrap herself in his arms. She knew they couldn't, especially with Tenaka's ultimatum coming to a head tomorrow but a girl could dream...
'Miss Berry, it looks like you're headed home early. Go ahead and go grab your things.' Her teacher stated, startling her out of her thoughts. She hadn't even noticed the student aide that had walked in to deliver her pass. She stood up and gathered her things and headed towards her locker. Puck was waiting there for her with his backpack on, coat over his arm, and car keys in his hand.
'What about football?' She asked sweetly.
'I told Tenaka my answer already.' He replied, a strange look passing over his face.
'W-what was it?'
'I told him that I chose you.' He answered simply. Her hand flew to her mouth and she couldn't help but gasp. 'I thought that football was my only ticket to college but I realized that with your help, I can get my shit together in the next 3 years. I don't need football...' He smiled. 'Football needs me.' She giggled and ran up to jump into his arms. He laughed and then dipped his head to capture her lips.
Their house was empty when they got home. Puck said that his mom was working and Sarah was with Rachel's dads for the night. He walked her upstairs to her room and she noticed a new pink silk robe and fuzzy slippers sitting on her bed.
'I'll be right back.' He whispered with a kiss to her cheek. She watched him walk into the bathroom and could hear the bath water turn on. She knew she should probably move... put her backpack down, take off her heels... something; but her mind and body were not paying attention. Their attention was on the man that had made her romantic dreams come true. He walked back in and smiled when he realized that she hadn't moved an inch. 'Sit down, baby.' She did as told, staring at him and trying to remember to breathe.
He knelt down in front of her and grabbed her left foot. He removed her shoe, placing a soft kiss to the top and then started massaging it. He knew heels left her feet sore so he wanted to take that away for her and make her as comfortable as possible. He ran his thumbs up the sole and smiled when she let out a pleasured whimper. He continued his ministrations but moved up, rubbing her ankle and then slowly making his way over her calf. When he got to her knee, he stopped and then switched to her other foot. He watched as her eyes began to droop and her arms started to give out. He rubbed her arch and down to her toes, then used all of his fingers to run across and around the entire foot.
'Oh, Noah...' She breathed. 'That feels so good.' He didn't stop, just made the same path he had made with other leg. When he reached her knee, he stopped again. He stood up and pulled her up with him. She stumbled a bit, a little weak thanks to the massage. She tried to kiss him but he kept his lips at bay and smiled when she let out a whine. 'Please...'
'Please, what?' He asked, his voice thick and gravely. She couldn't think of the words, her head still foggy from the intense feelings. Instead, she just grabbed his shirt and pulled him back until they both fell on the bed. He could feel her heart pounding against his chest and her mouth fighting to reach skin. 'This is for you, Rach... do you want me to make you feel good?' He asked and she nodded emphatically. 'Alright, baby.' He finally kissed her, long and deep. His body settled atop her own in the way that she loved and then he let his lips wander down her jaw to the spot. As he nipped and licked at it, she keened and pushed at him, desperate for more. More of what, she wasn't sure... she just knew she needed it. He tried to stop and sit up so he could help her out of her dress but she was not having it. Instead, she wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him tightly in her arms. 'Babe... let me get you out of your dress.'
'Oh...' She replied once she processed his words. She practically kicked him off her at that point. He laughed and then reached down to pull it up and over her head. He couldn't help but groan. He'd seen her in just her panties before and she usually walked around in her atheletic clothes... which to Puck just equaled skin. However, seeing her laying there with her hair fanned out around her, chest heaving and eyes shining with want, was the sexiest thing he'd ever seen. He hungrily attached his mouth to her neck and wrapped his large hand around her tiny waist. 'Mmmm... Noah... too many clothes.' She moaned, wanting to feel him against her.
'This is about you, Rach.' He replied, biting down on her neck where it met her shoulder. She gasped in pleasure and loosened her hold on him just enough so that he could snake his hand over her stomach and towards her apex.
'W-wait...' She breathed and he stopped immediately.
'We don't have to do this Rach.' He replied softly, afraid that he had been too forward. They hadn't done anything more than kiss so far and he had no intention of pushing her into something she wasn't ready for.
'I... I want to but I uhm...'
'What is it, Baby? You can tell me anything.' He smiled sweetly and kissed her forehead.
'I am sensitive.' She blushed.
'Okay... I can be careful.'
'No... I mean... when I... uhm... o-orgasm... it's intense.' She clarified, mortified to be having this conversation. He didn't say anything so after a few moments passed, she finally looked up at him. He had this look on his face that was hard to explain. It was a cross between arousal, shock, and dare she say it, love.
'I'll take care of you.' He whispered and she visibly relaxed.
'I know.' She smiled and then pulled him back to her lips. He groaned into the kiss and then let his hand roam her body. He wanted to get her back into the mood before he started anything new. Soon she was moaning beneath him, pressing herself against him to relieve the heat that was coiling below her stomach. He let his hand brush softly over the top of her panties. 'Yes... please...' That was all he needed. He dragged his hand up and then dipped under the black lace. He had to lean his forehead against her shoulder when he felt her warmth directly for the first time. It was smooth and wet and everything that he'd been dreaming about. He let his middle finger dip between her folds and started rubbing slow, gentle circles over her sensitive bud. She arched her back dramatically and clawed at his shoulders, taken away by the intensity of the pleasure. Between the romance of their day and the careful treatment of the evening, she was consumed. Puck wanted this to last. He knew he could speed it up and push her over the edge within minutes but that's not what this was going to be. He wanted to take his time, let her build slowly and powerfully. He let his finger dip lower, circling her opening a few times before sinking his finger into her. Rachel cried out against his lips, bucking against his hand.
'Fuck Rach... you're so fucking beautiful.' He groaned, moving his finger as slow as his self control would allow. 'You're so tight... so perfect.'
'Noah...' She begged. But he just shook his head and then started kissing his way down her neck and chest. He couldn't believe he'd forgotten to remove her bra. He'd just have to work around it, there was no way he was removing his fingers. He used his teeth to pull back the fabric at her breast and moved it down so that he could replace it with his mouth. Rachel shuttered under him. He could feel her starting to flutter around his fingers but he knew she wasn't going to cum unless he increased his attention. On his next thrust, he added a second finger and bit down gently on her nipple. 'Holy shit!' She cried, fisting her hand in his shirt. He smiled against her and then started increasing his tempo, crooking his finger so that he could hit her g-spot at each pass. With each move she keened louder and louder until he felt her clamp down on his fingers. 'Noah... I'm gonna... oh, Noah... Noah!' She screamed, her body arching high off the bed and legs closing around his arm. 'Oh fuck!' Her tiny frame started shaking in his arms and her teeth chattered like she was shivering. He hurried and pulled her against his body, holding her tight and kissing everywhere he could reach while she rode out the pleasure. She wasn't lying when she said her orgasms were intense. Even as he removed his fingers, she shook against him, her hands fluttering around like she couldn't figure out what to do with them. 'Oh my God.' She grunted, curling into his side.
'Are you still cumming?' He asked gently while holding her even tighter. She nodded and tucked herself further into the nook of his arm. He'd never seen anything like it before. He just rocked her and continued kissing her until she eventually stilled. 'Are you okay, baby?'
'Mmmhmmmm...' She hummed, unable to speak. She didn't open her eyes but ran her hand down his body until she reached his member. He'd never been so hard in his life. When she made contact, he hissed and grabbed her hand.
'This was about you.'
'If it's... if it's about me... you'll let me do what I want.' She slurred, her mind still mushy from the intensity of her orgasm. He couldn't argue that logic; especially when she gripped him through his pants and started rubbing her hand against him. 'Unbuckle...' She ordered and he didn't have the self control to deny her. He did as was told and by the time his zipper was down, her hand was swimming it's way under his briefs.
'Holy shit.' He gasped when her tiny hand wrapped around him. He hadn't had any contact in months and after watching Rachel peak, he wasn't far behind. She sat up a bit and started kissing his neck while she worked her hand up and down his length. She couldn't really see what she was doing and she had never done anything like this before, but she could tell her hand was far too dry. She felt moisture near the top so she brushed her thumb across his tip. 'Fuck!' He cried out, thrusting himself into her hand. 'God, baby... so good... so fucking good.' It gave her all the confidence she needed. She started moving her hand up and down faster, twisting it just a bit as she went along when she realized it made him clench his hands in the comforter. She watched fascinated as his eyes clamped shut and he started to get a fine sheen of sweat on his forehead. Watching his pleasure was quickly becoming one of her favorite things in the world. She felt so powerful and so sexy as he grunted and thrusted up into her hand. 'Shit... Rach... I'm so close.' He ground out. She could feel him expanding in her hand and then felt the warmth of his seed. 'Fuck!'
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A few hours later the couple sat on Puck's bed; Puck in the pink robe he had bought for Rachel and Rachel in his jersey. Her hair was leaving a wet spot on his chest, but he didn't care. He was content just feeling her against him. They hadn't done anything more, but nothing more was needed. They had taken the next step in their relationship and Puck knew that it would only get better. After they both had calmed down, he had carried her to the bathroom for the bath that he'd gotten ready for her. He learned then that a post orgasmic Rachel was very clingy. She didn't want to be away from his touch for a second. So he shimmied out of his pants and climbed into the bath, setting her down in the water on top of his lap. She wrapped her arms around his waist and snuggled into his chest. He hummed to her a bit but for the most part they had remained quiet, just enjoying the relaxing bath and the company. When he felt Rachel shiver (from the cold), he decided it was time to get out. He lifted her right back up and then carried her back into his room. She looked physically pained when she let go of him but knew that she needed to get dressed. She ran across the hall and changed into a dry pair of panties and then ran back. He choked when he saw her walk in, filled with confidence and nearly nothing on. She was stunning. While he watched her, desperately trying to keep control, she reached in his closet and stole his jersey. He was gobsmacked. She looked even more beautiful in it. Sensing that Puck was having a moment, she picked up the pink robe and threw it in his face, laughing melodically when it covered his entire head. He pulled it off, stuck out his tongue at her and then decided to not let a perfectly good robe go to waste. He put it on, ignorning her laughter, and then plopped down on the bed, patting it so that she'd climb up with him. He'd never seen anyone move quite so fast. She was immediately latched to his side and he could practically hear her purring. God, she was so fucking cute.
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'Quit picturing my boobs.' Rachel scolded the next day as they walked down the stairs hand in hand. She knew him well enough now to know that the crooked grin on his face and lack of conversation meant that he was thinking about their night. It wasn't that she hadn't been thinking about it constantly, she had... but it was their lunch hour and she felt like having an actual conversation. She blushed deeply and slapped him on the back of the head. He laughed and shrugged.
'We're just two hot Jews, it's natural.' He teased, tickling her side.
'I just want to say how I proud I am to have you in my arm in front the whole high school!' She replied, with a giant smile. Unfortunately, at that exact moment, Puck was hit with a grape slushie. Rachel gasped in shock as the ice dripped from Puck's face.
'Welcome to Loserdom!'
'Oh, Noah!' Rachel cried, grabbing his hand and guiding him to the girl's bathroom. She checked to make sure it was clear and then locked the door behind them.
'I wish I could see which bathroom we were in that had a lock... it could come in handy later.' He teased, his eyes clenched tightly together and huge smile on his face. Rachel was shocked that he wasn't upset.
'You're a pig.'
'I know... now, clean me up woman.' He countered playfully, letting her guide him to a chair in front of a sink. She took off his plaid shirt (that she had insisted he wore because it was her favorite) and used it to wipe the slush out of his eyes. He blinked the rest of it away and opened his eyes, immediately concerned by the sadness on his girlfriend's face. He tried to say something but she stopped him and went on to wipe away as much as she could from his face and neck. When he couldn't take it anymore he grabbed her hands and held them to his chest. 'It's okay, Rach.'
'No it's not.' She sniffled. 'It's all my fault.'
'What? To hell it is... Azimio's just pissed that I chose Glee over football.' He chuckled.
'Oh... you don't think its because we're together?'
'No, I know that doesn't matter.' He smiled, wiping the few tears that spilled from her eyes. 'I'm really sorry I ever did this to you.'
'It's okay.'
'No it isn't.' He replied. 'No one deserves this feeling. You know what the worst part is? It's not the burning in your eyes or the way the slushie drips all the way into your underpants... it's the humiliation. I feel like I could burst into tears at any moment.' He added to make her smile. It worked.
'I forgive you.' She chuckled.
'Good, now get this shiz out my hair. A purple 'hawk is sooooo not my style.'
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'Have you seen Noah, Finn?' She asked as she walked by the locker room.
'Yeah, he was moping up on the bleachers.' The tall boy answered. Before he could say another word, Rachel was out the door. She had been waiting by her locker for him for over 20 minutes and was worried. After the slushie the day before and Finn choosing football, she'd worried that he'd have regrets. Him not meeting her as planned and hanging out on the bleachers only confirmed her fears. She slowed once she spotted him and took a deep breath, trying desperately to hold in her emotions. He didn't look happy. She wanted to wrap her arms around him and kiss away his frown but she didn't think that's what he wanted at the moment. Instead, she took a seat behind him, two rows up.
'Do you miss it?'
'No.' He replied curtly.
'You're lying...'
'No I'm not.' He snapped.
'I think we should break up... at school.' She replied, unphased.
'Fine, I was going to break up with you anyway.' He replied cooly. She knew this person and it wasn't Noah. Something had hurt his feelings and he was letting Puck come out to play.
'No you weren't.'
'Actually, I was. Ever since the slushie yesterday you've been counting down the minutes until I did.'
'What?'
'You've been looking at me different. You are acting skiddish like you're preparing for me to break your heart. Even after everything I did to prove to you how much I cared about you, you still don't trust me not to hurt you. So yeah, I was going to do what you wanted. I was going to break up with you at school so that you didn't hold on to this ridiculous fucking guilt trip you have going.'
'But...'
'No buts. It's simple. I chose you because you're more important to me than this stupid game. You are my future Rachel. We're getting fucking married. Azimio and the guys don't know that, nor do they understand. They think it was for Glee. I got slushied because I picked Glee over football. It had nothing to do with us.'
'I'm sorry...' She whispered. Puck could tell it was laced with tears and immediately his resolve crumbled. He got up and hopped up to her row, wrapping her in his arms.
'I'm sorry, Babe. I should have just talked to you about it last night instead of letting it build up. I know you're just looking out for me.' He replied softly. 'I don't wanna break up with you.'
'I don't want to break up with you either.' She responded, looking up at him. He could read the truth in her eyes and felt the remaining hesitation vanish. She just wanted him happy.
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