What up Dravenites, hope you're allmentally ready for the week ahead. I myself am getting ready for bi-daily power cuts. Thought I'd make it easier for all of us with a Quick story. Now, I'm going to try an experiment here. If this story hits 15+ by 9AM tomorrow then it becomes a full story. If not, then it stays a one-shot.
Now that I've successfully bored you with my intro card, please enjoy the actual chapter!
Noah Puckerman looked out on the balcony attached to the suite he and Quinn were staying. He was never one for scenery, but this was a good exception. The suite itself overlooked the river Thames. Sure, it was still near the city but he had booked it so they would have maximum privacy. It had been a bit pricy but when you were an active-duty soldier and extremely intimidating, you made a fair bit of cash, and could also pull multiple strings, including subtly implying that you had access to AC130s and were happy to break a few laws so your wife has the honeymoon of her dreams.
Quinn herself wasn't super chic anymore ironically. She still enjoyed the high life but as long as she was with Puck it didn't really matter where they ended up on honeymoon. Whether it was the 711 near Finn and Rachel's place or a river cruise down the Nile. The delinquent had softened her up significantly. With him she appreciated the small things in life, like napping on a rainy day or staying up all night watching a F.R.I.E.N.D.S marathon.
Of course, when she found out that he was sending them to England for 10 days she was extremely ecstatic. It had always been a dream of hers to tour Europe, and England was her starting point. It was so sweet that her husband had remembered a fact she told him a long time ago. It showed her that unlike Biff, when she spoke, he actually listened.
The part of the trip that Puck was really enjoying was the hotel he had booked; The Sun temple. It was a modern building, card keys were used for security purposes but what was really interesting was the hotel's architecture.
Despite its modern amenities, one look at the place and you'd think you were in Spain. With tiled roofs, pale yellow arches decorated the venue as well as lush green lawns decorating most of the destination.
The Sun Temple's dining was a part that the pair were both enjoying greatly. Quinn had recently decided to go vegetarian which Puck didn't mind at all. The food itself varied nightly. Sometimes Spanish cuisine such as fideua or gazpacho was served. Other times they would take roots from other nations such as Scotland and would serve haggis, a dish that neither party were keen to try. Luckily, during Haggis nights, they had the suite Puck booked to shield them from eating an innocent sheep's insides and enjoy the classic American dish ; McDonalds. It had been quite weird having ordered fast food on their honeymoon but in order to avoid sheep's stomach, they'd do anything.
The suite was on the 12th floor Not high enough that they'd get vertigo just by looking out the window yet not so low enough that they could hear every cab, bus and other type of automobile driving by.
Five days ago, the pair had arrived in London for their honeymoon. It was shaping up to be the best time they had ever had. Neither of them had ever left the country before, so this would be a huge adventure for them Not to mention the fact that they would be spending it in a world class city.
Puck had stated that he would've been fine to just stay at the hotel, watch British tv and movies and order room service…his idea had been quickly shot down.
Quinn had other plans. They were going to take in the sites of London from Hyde Park to the Hammersmith apollo theatre. It also helped that she had bought herself a pretty impressive camera the other day and was photographing everything in sight. As far as Quinn was concerned, they would sleep or relax if they didn't have any other choice. This was exhausting for Puck, he honestly just wanted to be able to relax, instead he was constantly on the move, from the second dawn cracked Quinn had him up ready to go sightseeing.
Quinn had dragged him to as many tourist attractions that she could, the poor man felt as though he hadn't slept since the night before their wedding. Sure, he loved Quinn more than anything, but this was too much. He needed a break. He would love to just sleep 'til 10, watch TV and go out for dinner.
But as much as he would've liked to protest and deny it, he was actually enjoying the tours a bit. It was a nice break from sleepy Lima Ohio. He especially enjoyed going to see a live show at the Hammersmith apollo and almost losing bladder control from laughter.
The man looked out onto the river as a water taxi floated by in the distance.
'' What're you doing Mr. Puckerman?'' came a sultry voice.
'' Just admiring the view Mrs Puckerman.''
'' Ah, I love the sound of that'' Quinn jumped into his lap as he was sitting down.
'' Oh, my God, is that what I think it is?'' Quinn giggled.
'' N-no. These pants are just tight.''
'' First off all, you're in baggy cargo shorts and secondly, you were reading for pleasure.''
'' Fine. I was. The house we're having built is in an area with some snobby educated douches from out-of-state universities. I didn't want to seem stupid so I bought this'' Puck gave Quinn the novel he was busy reading.
'' Great Expectations? Aww, my little bookworm. Don't tell Rachel though, she'll give you a 20-page quiz and probably have Finn look over it so its graded properly.''
'' Hey don't get cocky. I still have blackmail on you as well.''
'' Oh yeah? Like what?''
'' The movie you watched last night…Stud hunt 3?''
'' I have no idea what you're talking about'' Quinn blushed.
'' Really? So the not-so silent phone call to the reception area saying you'd like to activate the porn channels was just my imagination?''
'' Yep.''
'' So…is this also fake?'' Puck smirked as he showed Quinn a notification on their joint credit card on his phone.
'' You're evil.''
'' Learnt from the best.''
Quinn smiled before she pressed her lips to his. '' Thanks for this.''
'' For what?''
'' This, the wedding, London, all of it.''
'' I mean, the wedding kinda comes with the whole engaged thing. The honeymoon too. Really you should be thanking stereotypes more than me to be honest.''
'' Ugh, you're such a guy. I meant you could've easily been cheap and sent us to Cleveland or the Holiday Inn express near the public library back home instead.''
'' Hey, nothing but the best for my real housewife of Reno.''
'' You're never letting that go, are you?''
'' Nope. I'll be telling our kids one day about how their mommy used to look like a gutter punk.''
Quinn laughed. '' Sunset overlooking one of the most famous rivers in the world, great company, kinda puts you in the mood ya know?''
'' For.''
'' Oh, good lord, I never thought I'd have to explain this to you of all people.''
'' Oh…oh'' Puck grinned.
'' Lets, do it'' Quinn pulled the man by his Henley shirt back into the room with force.
As the pair entered Puck launched himself onto the bed whilst Quinn dashed into the bathroom.
A few minutes later, Puck was beginning to get impatient. '' Hey babe, you almost done in there. I'm pretty sure we didn't even take this long when we made Beth.''
Just then the door creaked open slowly. Out came Quinn, her hair messy and loose whilst she adorned a black lace negligee that stopped just short of her thigh.
'' Wow.''
'' Really. Wow? That's it?''
'' Sorry. Wow…you look…wow.''
'' At a loss for words? Shocking.''
'' What else do I have to say? Oh, Quinn oh Quinn you're so fucking hot?''
'' That works'' Quinn smiled cockily as she seductively crawled onto her husband.
'' I don't get that.''
'' Excuse me?''
'' The sexy underwear, its coming off anyway.''
'' Excuse me for trying to be romantic.''
'' Hey, I'm not complaining. Time with you is amazing, sex even better.''
'' Aww baby'' once again Quinn pulled him into a passionate kiss.
'' Alright Puckerman, enough with the fluffy stuff. Let's get down to business.''
Aand cue the classic 60s porno music. Thanks for reading everyone. Hope Sunday was nice to you all. As usual guys stay safe and stay awesome!
