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And just to be annoying the EPILOGUE (not prologue) will be in two parts

So, here is part one, enjoy

Epilogue Part 1

One Hour Later

"We should… mmm, oh gaga, that feels good," Kurt panted as Puck nibbled on his earlobe. "We should… oh Noah," he groaned gripping the Jewish teens biceps. "We should… we should get to class."

"Mmm, later," Puck grunted squeezing Kurt's buttocks in his guitar player hands as he pressed him up against the wall of the Janitor's closet. "Damn, it feels so good to finally be able to do this." He didn't admit it out loud due to embarrassment, but making-out with Kurt felt so good that Puck had actually came in his pants without his penis even being touched.

"I must say that kissing you in your own delightful body is far more satisfying than when you were in Rachel's," Kurt gasped breathlessly.

"Good to know," Puck replied diving in for more kisses, a moan of pleasure echoing around the closet. Truthfully, the moan came from Puck, but he would later insist that the sound was made by Kurt.

As Kurt clutched at Puck's top with one hand and gripped Puck's mohawk with the other, Puck allowed his hands to roam all across Kurt's back as their tongues explored one another's mouths. Ordinarily, the excess amount of saliva passing between them and dripping down their chins would have been disgusting, but the two were simply too lost in their make-out session to notice.

Numerous groans, pants, nips and kisses later, the door of the closet was wrenched open, the light from the corridor assaulting the two teenagers' eyes as they pulled apart. After wiping away the dribbled saliva from both his and Kurt's mouth, Puck turned to find that they had been interrupted by Sue Sylvester.

"Porcelain, Mr. T," Sue acknowledged. "It's time to step out of the closet. No pun intended. Though in truth I suspect sweet Porcelain here was never truly in the closet in the first place."

Together, Kurt and Puck stepped out and Sue slipped between them, draping one arm over each of the boys' shoulders. She guided them through the corridors telling them how she used to participate in hot make-out sessions with every band member of New Kids on the Block. She also boastingly revealed some of her plans to destroy Will Spaghetti Hair Schuester and cripple the Glee Club.

"And I am not being rude about Artie's condition," Sue insisted. "As you know I grew up with a handicapped sister and I have a strong bond with Miss Becky Jackson which means I can say anything I want without it being mean or discriminative. Now carry on to the choir room and get to work on ruining yet another classic Broadway number or current pop hit."

"But I have math class," Kurt pointed out.

"Oh that's never going to be important," Sue said dismissively. "Now if you'll excuse me I'm going to go yell at some fatties and charitably hand out balaclavas to ugly people."

"Wanna make out some more?" Puck asked hopefully.

"Of course," Kurt replied eagerly taking Puck's hand as they headed to the empty choir room.

One Week Later

As it so happened, Puck and Kurt's first official date with Puck being in the correct body turned out to be a complete disaster. Not wanting to watch a theatre production, Puck had gone against the advice Rachel had given him. He did receive suggestions from Quinn, Mercedes and even Finn but Puck had ignored their ideas too.

Instead, Puck decided to take Kurt dirt biking. For the date, Kurt had opted to dress head to toe in white. Upon learning what Puck had in store for their evening, Kurt had refused to participate as he did not wish to damage his clothes. Irritated, Puck had tried to argue reasons why they should go dirt biking. As it turned out, he could not win in an argument against Kurt Hummel.

In an attempt to salvage the night, Puck suggested they just go to dinner together. Initially, Kurt agreed, but when it came to choosing a restaurant the boys couldn't come to a decision. Kurt wanted somewhere fabulous with fancy food and expensive prices. Puck wanted somewhere simple that served pizza or burgers.

Unable to come to a mutual decision Kurt had lost his temper and insisted that Puck take him home. Not wanting their relationship to be over before it had truly begun, Puck made a last ditch effort to save the night and invited Kurt back to his home so that he could cook for him.

The idea made Kurt smile and he relaxed thinking that it would be romantic. On the drive to his house Puck was immensely proud of himself. It was only when he strode into his kitchen that he realised he had a big problem. He couldn't cook.

Still, for Kurt's sake, Puck gave it a try. He decided that fish was the fanciest food item in the freezer so he stuck a few pieces in the oven. Joining Kurt in the living-room, the two sat talking for a while until a strange smell hit Puck's nostrils and he rushed to the oven only to discover he had burnt the fish.

Taking pity on him, Kurt had entered the kitchen offering to help him cook. Finding ingredients, Kurt set to work slicing and chopping things while calling out instructions to Puck. As it turned out, they didn't work too well together in the environment of the kitchen. They were soon arguing and Puck was complaining that he didn't even like onions when Kurt lost his temper and threw the contents of a tin of tomatoes at Puck.

Shocked, Puck stared down at his sodden red shirt before throwing a handful of sliced onion pieces at Kurt's head. Despite the fact they weren't using flour, eggs or coleslaw, both teenagers ended up covered in the food.

"This outfit is from Marc Jacobs' new collection and you've ruined it!" Kurt hollered.

"You started it!" Puck retorted childishly.

"Look at this," Kurt ranted gesturing down at himself, "I'm a mess."

"Let me help you with that," Puck said with mock sincerity as he filled a glass with water and poured it over Kurt's head. "Better?"

"I hate you," Kurt snapped storming towards the front door. "The date is over, Puckerman."

"Well good, you look ridiculous and you wouldn't have put out for me anyway," Puck retorted sulkily as he slammed the door behind Kurt regretting everything that had happened that night.

XXX

Babe, I'm sorry xx Puck texted to Kurt later that night.

Me too Kurt replied. Can we try again?

Yeah, totally Puck responded.

Great, I'll organise it this time Kurt answered.

XXX

Their second date, organised by one Kurt Hummel involved watching a theatre performance that Puck actually really loved followed by a simple meal at Breadsticks before sharing a few drinks at the new Karaoke Bar owned by April Rhodes' younger twin sisters May and June.

Unable to resist the temptation, Kurt of course took to the stage to sing. He performed a Broadway number Puck had never heard of before with May and June singing as back up. Applauding his boyfriend along with everyone else, Puck decided that he would perform.

"Hey, I'm Noah Puckerman," Puck introduced himself as he stood at the microphone. "And this is for my boy, Kurt. Freak me baby," Puck sang breathily.

"Oh kill me," Kurt commented quietly feeling a little embarrassed.

"Let me lick you up and down till you say stop," Puck sang practically eye-fucking Kurt from his position on the stage. "Let me play with your body, baby, make you real hot. Let me do all the things you want me to do. 'Cause tonight, baby, I wanna get freaky with you. Baby, don't you understand I wanna be your nasty man?"

Kurt watched the performance looking through his fingers and failing to fight off an onslaught of giggles.

"C'mon, admit it, that was totally hot," Puck grinned wickedly as he rejoined Kurt at their table. "I should definitely perform it in Glee Club."

"You will not," Kurt insisted. "Mr. Schuester would have a heart attack."

"Want another drink?" Puck asked.

"No, thank you," Kurt answered placing his hand on top of Puck's on the table. "I've scheduled for us to leave right about now and return to my fabulous vehicle for a make-out session."

"Cool," Puck replied eagerly following Kurt's lead out of the cramped Karaoke Bar.

They carefully climbed into the backseat of Kurt's car and their mouths immediately found one another. Puck became more turned on with every kiss and he was desperate to take things further with Kurt but he wasn't sure how Kurt would react. Taking a chance, Puck lightly pushed Kurt down so he was spread on his back. Holding himself above him, Puck continued to exchange kisses while he tried to slip a hand under Kurt's shirt but there were far too many layers.

"Noah," Kurt panted arching his neck, his eyes closed, apparently unaware that Puck wanted to take things a little further.

"Kurt, baby, can we… I mean, I need…" Puck managed to get out as he dared to palm Kurt through the material of his trousers, the action making the other boy sit bolt upright.

"Stop," Kurt choked out and Puck respectfully pulled his hand away. "I can't. Not… not out here like this."

"Wanna come back to mine?" Puck asked and Kurt bit down nervously on his lower lip. "My mama's working the night shift and Mel's at Rachel's. Since the body swap thing Rachel's kind of adopted her."

"Ok," Kurt mumbled.

"Ok?" Puck asked to clarify.

"Ok," Kurt repeated in a louder tone with a little more confidence. "I'll come to your house and we can… continue. But I'm not… I'm not ready for… everything."

"I get it, that's cool," Puck assured him stroking his cheek. "I'm not even sure if I'm ready for everything either. This is sorta new to me too."

"So we'll take it slow," Kurt said.

"Not too slow though right?" Puck asked.

"Not too slow," Kurt agreed before they moved into the front seats of the car to drive to Puck's.

Not yet ready to venture upstairs into Puck's bedroom where temptation would be even harder to resist, Kurt suggested that they stick to the living-room. Curled up together on the couch, they picked up where they left off, lips brushing together and tongues battling for dominance that was usually won by Kurt.

"Fuck, you're so hot," Puck breathed managing to get Kurt out of his shirt and sweater.

Kurt blushed a little at his boyfriends words, finding the compliment a little uncomfortable even though it was supposed to be flattering.

Kissing Puck, Kurt helped the mohawked teen out of his shirt so that he could roam his hands over Puck's muscles. He then reversed their positions so that Puck was lying on the sofa and he was spread on top of him. Kurt dropped a smattering of kisses across Puck's chest and soon learned that Puck loved attention being paid to his nipples.

They continued to make-out, their lower bodies rutting against each other. Although a part of Kurt was yearning to remove his trousers and take things further, he knew in his heart that he didn't want to lose his virginity on a living-room sofa. He also knew that he wasn't truly ready to take that step just yet. But a little dry-humping never hurt anybody.

As they both released in their pants, lips still clinging together as they breathed shallowly, Kurt wondered how sex could possibly be more amazing than the feeling he was experiencing right at that moment.

"I should probably get home," Kurt said regretfully pushing himself up and helping Puck into a sitting position. "If I stay any longer I know that I'll be even more tempted."

"Yeah, you should go," Puck agreed stealing a quick little kiss. "I definitely don't wanna screw this up by going too fast."

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That same weekend, Puck introduced Kurt to his mother, little sister and his nana.

Finn obviously knew Puck already and was fully aware of his step-brother's new relationship with his ex best-friend. Carole suspected that Kurt was dating but didn't question him about it. Burt was happily oblivious to his son's blooming love life.

To be continued

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