Italics are Thoughts

Kurt has his own section.

I do not own any of the characters, only the situation.

FORWARD: I'm really starting to enjoy this. I'm loving the characters and I'm trying to make it as real as possible. If you have any ideas or reviews, let me hear them.

Night #11

KURT

Mercedes left after running through choreography and eating dinner. He said goodbye to his best friend before turning to Sam.

"Are you sure you have to go?" Kurt asked as he pulled the blonde into a hug.

"I'm afraid so. My mom wants me to watch the little ones." Sam said softly.

Kurt hugged him tighter. "I'll see you tomorrow then." He pulled back. "And don't worry. I won't let Puck do anything."

Sam squeezed his boyfriends hand.

"I know. I trust him. After all, we are all dating each other. Weird isn't it." Sam added.

Kurt chuckled.

"Oh yeah. But I won't have it any other way." Kurt pulled Sam into a small kiss before releasing the blonde. "Go home to your family."

Kurt smiled as Sam pulled out of his driveway. He returned down to his basement.

Santana was on his bed and Puck was on the floor. Kurt went to Puck and held a hand out. Puck grabbed it and Kurt pulled him up. Right into a kiss.

Kurt wrapped his arms around Puck's neck. He pushed his mouth against Puck's.

That's gonna bruise.

Kurt ran his hand up Puck's neck and grabbed onto the mohawk. Puck let out a growl into Kurt's mouth. Kurt jerked the mohawk and Puck pulled away from the kiss and lifted his head back. Kurt attacked his neck.

He left a trail of kisses down Puck's neck. Puck moaned in pleasure.

"Wanky." Santana whispered.

Kurt smiled as he let go and stepped away. Puck looked at him. He took a step forward, but Kurt stepped back.

"Cock tease." Puck said with a smirk.

Kurt smirked back. "Fine then."

Kurt skipped past Puck and flopped down by Santana. The girl smiled.

"I'm sure Santana will put up with my teasing." Kurt placed a hand on her leg. "Until she gets-" He ran his hand up to her hip. She shivered. "-what-" He ran a hand through her hair. "-she-" He placed his lips an inch from hers. "-needs." He whispered.

He was about to kiss Santana when a pair of muscular arms picked him up. Puck looked angry as he glared at Kurt. Kurt just smiled.

"So now do you want to put up with my teasing." Kurt smirked.

Puck slowly began to smile. "Of course. But never touch her like that. I don't like it." He leaned forward and gave Kurt a kiss.

"Okay. Let's go to bed." Kurt whispered into Puck's lips.

The lights were out, Santana was in T-shirt and shorts, and Puck and Kurt were in their briefs. Puck began to lay on the ground, but Kurt pulled him to the bed.

"You get to sleep with me tonight. Just sleep." Kurt added with a wink.

Puck grinned as he picked Kurt up bridal style. He kissed Kurt as he lowered him into the bed. Puck wrapped the covers around them with one hand while keeping the other on Kurt's neck. Kurt pulled back from the kiss.

"Lets sleep." He whispered.

Puck pulled Kurt's back to his chest and held him.

Why can't life always be like this? Being with the ones you lo-like. Being surrounded with warmth.

"Hey Noah." Kurt whispered after a few minutes.

Puck answered him with a kiss to the neck.

"Why are you with me?" Kurt asked quietly.

He felt Puck stiffen. Kurt turned over to face him. He was angry.

"Not that it's a bad thing. I've just been wondering. Because I've always thought you were straight." Puck began to relax. "I just wanted to know about what made you want to be with me."

Puck hugged Kurt close. He then stared down at the brunette boy.

"I was so used to being wanted. By I guess when I found out that you kissed Sam, I realized that I was kinda jealous. At first I thought it was because you should be wanting me, but then I realized it's because I wanted you."

That's beautiful. I can't believe I did that to him.

Kurt leaned up to give the boy a soft kiss,

"Thank you for telling me." Kurt whispered.

"Oh please. Can you guys just jack each other off and go to sleep?" Santana snapped.

Kurt smiled as he kissed Puck's chest.


Yeah. So this chapter is short, but I wanted to have a Puckurt moment. With a dash of Santana. So let me know what you think and please review and criticize.