So I've gotten comments saying that the chapters were too short. (: Sorry. I'll try to write longer ones. This chapter will be in Kurt's POV. Reviews are love. Critique is fuel.
I hopped out of the car.
"Right this way," I smirked. "What are we working on today?" I couldn't help my eyes from straying as we walked up the driveway and into my kitchen.
"I thought we would figure out what you're comfortable with. Teaching pick up lines will be easier once you have a bit more confidence." Damn he was fine. His shirt was slightly rumpled and his jeans hung low on his hips. I felt like my eyes were going crazy. No matter how hard I tried to keep my mind G-rated, my eyes kept straying back to his package and I couldn't stop thinking about him naked. That seriously needed to stop. If I got hard just standing out in my kitchen....
"Sounds good. My room is just downstairs. My dad called me and told me he had to stay late at the garage so he won't be home for dinner."
"Sweet. I hate dealing with parents." I chuckled. We went down the stairs into my basement bedroom. I quickly crossed the floor to the walk-in closet and hung up my jacket and bag. Puck casually dropped his over the side of the couch. When I turned around to go back into my room, he was standing in the doorway, blocking my way. "So Hummel, what exactly are you comfortable with?" He took a few steps forward and put his hands on my shoulders. I took a step back out of habit. He chuckled and snaked his arm around my waist. A slow smile spread across his lips as he brought his forehead to lightly touch mine and looked down into my eyes, his own smoldering. I gasped slightly at the pure lust that was in his eyes. I automatically responded to his passion by leaning slightly into him, pressing my thigh against the space between his legs. He pulled back slightly. "At least you know how to respond. If you were taller, you would be able to have this same effect on people, but considering you height...I'm going to have to teach you as if you were a girl."
He backed off completely and walked out of the closet. I had to steady myself on the door frame before I was able to stand up straight. After I had composed myself again, I sauntered out of the closet. Puck had sat down on the couch and had leaned back in a way that he had most likely meant to be casual and comfortable, but made me just want to jump into his lap and start making out with him. I pulled my iPod out of my pocket and put it on the dock. Shortly after, Adam Lambert blasted out of the speakers. I turned and leaned over the back of the couch so that my lips were right by his ear. I licked just behind his earlobe and blew on it slightly. He shivered slightly as a result of the lightness of my tongue and my hot breath on his neck and ear. He turned slightly and arched his back, putting both hands on my hips. He pulled me over the back of the couch by my hips and brought me down into his lap. I giggled slightly.
"What are you laughing at, Hummel?"
"You. Clearly." He feigned being appalled at my comment. "Well, more like the absurdity of the fact that I'm sitting in Noah Puckerman's lap."
"What's so absurd about that? We're both teenagers, ruled by hormones. You're desperate and I'm a stud." I rolled my eyes at him. "Back to business. Have you ever kissed anyone?" I couldn't help the blush that spread across my cheek bones, turning my face as red as a tomato. "Just as I thought. Get off." I scrambled off his lap to the spot on the couch next to him, faced him, and crossed my legs. He turned to face me and put one hand on my chest. He pushed me onto my back and pulled my legs apart so that they were around his waist. I tightened my grip around his waist with my legs and pulled him towards me. He hesitated slightly before leaning towards me and putting a hand on the small of my back and at the base of my neck.
"It's not too late to back out, Noah. You don't have to do this."
"You would hate me. I would hate me. That's cruel even for me and – if you repeat this, I will kill you in your sleep – I kinda want to..." He looked at the floor past his left shoulder and away from my face. I pulled his face back so that he was looking in my eyes. I smiled slightly before leaning up and kissing him lightly on the lips.
"There, now you can say that I came on to you." He chuckled before taking his weight off his knees and pushing his body completely on top of me. His eyes were soft as he leaned in again. This time, his lips connected with mine, gently at first, both of us moving in rhythm. He pulled closer to me and gradually increased the tempo. When he pulled away, there was a need, a hunger, in his eyes that wasn't there before. My lips parted slightly and he was on me again, instantly. I attempted to pull back, but his hand on the back of my neck kept me firmly in place. I moaned slightly and his tongue found its way between my lips. I bit it lightly and he drew his breath in sharply. I could feel his dick harden against my thigh. He moved his hands from my back and neck to drag his fingertips lightly down my sides, causing chills to spread through my entire body. Noah took this as his cue to push me farther. I didn't think I could handle anymore. I had no idea what else he could do to me.
I've never felt this way before, never even dreamed of feeling this way. He made me feel like I was worth something, like our lips remaining connected was the only thing in the world that mattered.
When he finally broke off the kiss, he immediately redirected his attention to my neck. He dragged his tongue lightly from the base of my throat, all the way to right behind my earlobe. Chills kept coursing through my body. My head rolled back, giving him easier access to the soft flesh of my collarbone. He bit it lightly and the moan that ripped out of my throat was so loud. There was no holding back anymore; I was so far gone. I pushed my hips forward, grinding into the inside of his thigh. He moaned into my neck. I cupped his face in my hand and pulled his lips back to mine. I bit his lower lip and pulled slightly. When he kissed me again, it was crazy. He grinded his pelvis into me and flicked his tongue against mine. I've never been so hard in my life.
He opened his eyes and pulled away from me. My head dropped back onto the couch. He put his head on my chest and laid on top of me, listening to my heartbeat. I brought my hand up and lightly brushed my finger along his cheek. He sighed and buried his face in my chest. I pulled my other hand up from around his waist and dragged my fingertip along his spine. Unwilling to stop until I got the reaction I wanted, I let my hand go a little lower down his back each time until I was stopping right above his ass before bringing my finger back up his spine. His back arched slightly. He was oversensitive due to his throbbing dick. It was pressed up against the inside of my thigh and I just couldn't help myself. When my finger went back down his spine, I let my hand go off to the side a bit and around to his stomach. Feeling daring, I headed farther south. I played with the waistline of his jeans for a few minutes before he lifted his head and raised an eyebrow at me.
"What can I say? I'm gay and you're a stud," I grinned full-out at him. He started laughing and got off of me. I couldn't help but frown at the sudden cold that washed over my body.
"Not today, Kurt. We've gotta talk." Uh oh. Maybe I crossed a line..but he said not today... That means that I may get my chance. Oh dear. "That was amazing. Are you sure you really needed my help and didn't just want to get with me?" he said with a smile and a wink. "There isn't much more that I can teach you as far as making out goes, but I'll be more than willing to practice with you." I giggled.
"But now I'm cold so you should come back and kiss me." I bit my lower lip suggestively. He licked his lips as he thought about it.
"I can't. I really should be going, Kurt. Come to my house tomorrow though. My mom and sister will be at a Girl Scout meeting-" I cut him off with a kiss.
"Sounds like a date," I said with a sly smile.
"KURT?! WHOSE CAR IS IN OUR DRIVEWAY?!" Crap. My dad was home.
"Let's go," I sighed. We straightened our clothes and Noah gave me a quick kiss before we headed up the stairs, his arms immediately wrapping around my waist and pulling me close.
"KURT!"
"COMING! Christ, dad." I grabbed Noah's hand and pulled him up the stairs, turning back to give him another quick peck on the lips before opening the door. "Dad, it's Noah's car. He came over to work on Spanish homework with me. He was just on his way out before you so rudely called for me." I gave him an icy glare that I reserved for the jocks in the hallways.
"Oh uhm...Hi." He awkwardly shifted his weight from one foot to the other.
"Hi, Mr. Hummel." Noah looked equally awkward. I shook my head at the two of them and practically dragged Noah out of the house.
"I'll see you tomorrow," I said as soon as the door closed.
"Yeah, bye Kurt. That was a lot more fun than I thought it would be."
"As long as you don't delude yourself into thinking you're kissing a girl and remember that I am a guy, it will continue to be fun." I gave him the sexiest smile I could muster. Apparently, I did a pretty damn good job because he drew his breath in sharply and smiled at me. Without another word, he turned and walked back to his car, pausing only before he got in to blow me a kiss goodbye.