Chapter twelve: lets be friends
Puck was laying on his back on Rachel's bed with her laying half ontop of him, nearly asleep. He ran his hands through her hair while the other was encirling her with his hand resting on her hip.
When he pulled gently at the ends of her silky locks she turned her head up to kiss him sweetly.
"You tired baby?" Puck asked when she'd pulled away. She nodded, yawning slightly and snuggled back into his chest.
"Can I ask you a question?" Puck mumbled sheepishly.
"Yeah," Rachel sighed into his chest.
"Have you ever y'know, pleasured yourself," He asked, Rachel tilted her head up to look at his, resting her chin on his chest.
"Pleasured myself?"
"Yeah, y'know, used your fingers to releave yourself," He asked, not resisting the urge to peck her nose.
"No, I've never done anything sexual to myself. I've never seen the need to," She said quietly, a light blush burning her cheeks.
"Shit baby. So you haven't even had one finger in you?" He asked with wide eyes.
Rachel shook her head.
"Fuck, I bet your tight," Puck whipsered. Rachel burried her face in Pucks chest to hide the bright flush across her cheeks.
"Hey Rach," Santana called out to the brunette, when they were at their lockers.
"W-why are you talking to me?" Rachel asked in confusion.
"You're Puck's girlfrind, that mean we're friends silly," Snatana said with a fake smile.
"I don't mean to be rude, Santana. But why would I want to be friends with someone who has been such a bully to me?" Rachel asked, holding her math book closer to her chest.
"Beacuse I'm hot, popular and now you're dating Puck you need to keep up a certain image. I can help you with that," Santana said through gritted teeth, in a fake cheery voice.
"If he wanted me to change he'd tell me so himself. We have a very honest relationship," Rachel said with more confidence than she felt.
"Right," Santana scoffed, "Listen here manhands," He tone changed to threatening, fast, "You need to watch your mouth puta. I can take him away from you so quick you won't even be able to say Barbra."
Rachel gulped and backed away from the crazy Latina.
The moment Puck walked into school and saw Santana talking to Rachel he got an amediate sense of panic. He walked as quickly as he could to the pair and slid his arm around Rachel's waist.
"Sup?" He asked casually, pecking her temple, "Why you here San?"
"Nothin' Just talking to your girl here." Santana nudged Rachel, "You need watch out Puck, she looks like home schooled a 12 year old. You might get arrested for malestering a minor...but then again, she won't give it up." Santna tapped her lip thoughtfully before turning to walk away. Puck grabbed her wrist.
"Don't do this shit San," He growled.
"You better get your hands off me before I can't bite my tounge Puckerman." Santana yelled, pulling her arm out of his grip and disapearing down the hallway.
"What was that about?" Rachel asked quietly.
"Nothin' baby, she's fucking crazy," Puck said hugging Rachel to his chest and heaving out a big sigh.