Chapter nine: remember she's a bet

He woke up and the first thing he noticed was the soft curve of Rachel's ass nesled into his junk. His aroused junk. She was still asleep, gently wiggling back into him.

Puck pressed his lips together to conseal his moan of arousle. He pulled her closer and ground into her softly as he placed kisses up her jaw.

"Noah," She breathed out, beggining to stir, but her hips were automatically pushing back into him.

Puck held onto her hip and started grinding more firmly.

Rachel let out a little wimper that only served to spur him on. Then she lent forward more so he was grinding on her core more accuratly.

"Fuck baby, you feel so good," He moaned into her neck.

"Y-you do too," She keened out, clutching the bed spread into her hands.

"Care to take this to the next leval?" He whispered into her ear.

"What would that be?" She asked breathily as she grinded back into him.

Puck amediately lay on his back, pulling her into a straddling position ontop of him. She looked down at him confused as her hands came o rest on his bare chest.

"Ride me baby," He whispered gripping her hips and guiding her to rub her center firmly against his painfully hard cock. Rachel took a moment to adjust to what she was meant to do before she was rubbing her core forcefully onto him in a figure of eight movment.

"I-I think I'm close to...to..." she trailed off as he cupped one of her breasts whilst closing his mouth in on the oposite nipple over her sports bra. "NOAH!" She shouted as she gave into the blinding preassure.

"Mm, fuck," He said watching her head tilt back and her eyes close. When she moaned out his name again from her slightly parted, full, pouty lips he gave into having messy boxers and thrust up againt her before spilling his hot seed into his boxers with her name spilling from his lips.

"You know I was asleep," she chuckled when she'd got her breath back.

"Well if you didn't grind and wiggle that fuckable little ass all up in my junk all night maybe I would wanna sleep too!"

The couple were still dazed from their intense orgasms when they strolled into the morning glee club practise holding hands.
Puck sat down next to her and lay his arm over that back of her chair, she rest her head in the crook of his neck, smiling lazily.

"You look spent," he whispered before running his fingers through her hair and kissing her blushing cheek. She let out a little giggle.

"Puck," Santana called seductively, she stood infront of the pair, "Can you disintangle yourself from manhands for a sec, I need to talk to you alone," She shot a pointed look at Rachel.

"Don't call her that," Puck shot venemly. He notice Rachel shrinking back from Santana, her eyes downcast.

"Outside. NOW." Santana seethed, stomping out of the room.

"I better...just see what she wants," Puck said gently to Rachel. Who nodded and put on her show smiled, but not before Puck saw the disapointment in her eyes.

"The fuck?" Puck snapped, when he got outside.

"You fucking like her Puck!" Santana accused, Puck opened his mouth to retort but Santana carried on her tyrst before he could, "She is a bet! Do you get that? We made a deal for you to break her heart. I swear to god Puckerman if you don't pull your shit together your gunna end up liking her. You've only got 14 days left! You son of a bitch! Tell me right now that you don't like her and she's a bet."

All the fight went out of Puck when he glanced into the choir room to see Rachel giggling about god knows what with Kurt and Mercades. He really didn't know anymore? Did he like her? He wasn't sure. Well he'd have to have a think about it later. So with out taking his eyes off Rachel he said, "I don't like her. She's a bet." And stepped back into the room, sitting in his original seat.

Rachel made her way back towards him, her eyes glowing in laughter.

"What did she want?" Rachel asked, sitting down next to him but spinning to face him.

"Wanted to know what your tits looked like," Puck grinned.

Rachel let out a little squeak. "What did you say?"

"That you're mine and she ain't getting near the girls," He smriked incirling her with his arms. She giggled and pecked his lips.

When Puck's phone buzzed with a message he scowled.

Santana: remember shes a bet

A/N: prompt for the grinding but was my boyfriend, Liam this morning. I complained because he wanted to have sex and i was knackered, so his reply was,

'well if you didn't grind and wiggle that fuckable little ass all up in my junk all night maybe i would wanna sleep too'