"Let's just get one thing straight, Hummel. You're mine, so stop checking out other guy's asses. You belong to me now." There was no way I was having that. How dare he just expect that I would give in to him? Just because I wanted nothing more than to belong to him doesn't mean that he didn't have to work for it. I threw my shoulders back and pressed my chest into his. Slowly, I flicked out my tongue and traced the line of his lower lip, Noah visibly shuddering. I relaxed my shoulder blades.
"Who says I belong to you?" I was challenging him. I cocked my head to the left, questioning his badassness.
"Me. Be my boyfriend." He was rude. The demanding tone he used sent shivers down my spine. I liked this game. It was a battle of strength. I knew I would lose. I was going to let myself lose. I was falling hard and fast. I wanted him so bad, but I couldn't make it that easy. He needed to know that I held the power, not him.
"Make it worth my while." He growled and pressed his lips to mine possessively. He was trying to control me. I was stronger than him. I knew what I wanted. I knew who I was. He didn't know what he was getting himself into. He let go of my wrists – he had pinned them together above my head in an effort to control me – and pressed his groin against mine. At that point, there was only so much control that I could keep over my body. I could control what I said to him and how much I let him in, but I couldn't help the way he was affecting me. Within a millisecond of realizing how much he was actually affecting me, he was grinding against me, my dick quickly growing harder as he applied more and more pressure. I refused to let go of his lips. A moan was ripped out of my throat as he pressed especially hard into me. He pulled his lips from mine, but, thankfully, didn't stop grinding.
"Be. My. Boyfriend." He kissed me after each word and with each kiss came a thrust of his hips. I couldn't contain a gasp as I stopped fighting and gave in to the pleasure. My head rolled back on to my shoulders and my eyes fluttered closed.
"I'll do anything, just don't stop." He pulled me back and kissed me again, all of the fight out of me. His kiss was soft, not like before. The battle was over and both of us knew it.
"Be my boyfriend," He spoke without pulling his lips from mine. "I love you, Kurt."I pulled away, but only to put my forehead against his.
"How could I say no? I love you too, Noah." Maybe he could be my only. He was pushy, possessive, jealous and an ass, but he was also so loving. He truly cared about me. I needed him to want me. God knows I wanted him so badly. I kissed him chastely before pulling away with a smirk.
"What's going on in that beautiful, devious mind of yours?" He nuzzled against my neck. I giggled quietly before placing my finger gently on his chin and lifting his eyes to mine.
"This." I crashed our lips back together and raked my fingers down his back, pulling him tightly against me. With a harsh, upward thrust of my hips, I had him whimpering against my lips. I bit his lower lip. When he moaned, I took the opportunity to slip my tongue into his mouth and my hands up the back of his shirt. As our tongues danced together, my hands roamed against his bare skin, pulling his shirt up his torso. He broke away and sat up slightly. Noah pulled his shirt off and all I could do to not drool was smirk. He was beautiful. The bruises on his entire body had mostly healed or faded enough that they weren't overly visible.
Within seconds, his hands were on my body. My shirt was pulled off of me and, as soon as it cleared my face, Noah's lips were pressed roughly to mine again. His hands pushed upwards on my back, forcing me closer to him. My hands were on his chest. He was sitting on the bed now with my legs wrapped around him. With a tremendous effort, I pulled my lips from his to whisper in his ear.
"I believe you owe me an extra lesson, Noah Puckerman. And, in light of recent events, I hope you don't expect me to pay you." I took his hardening dick as encouragement to press the matter further. I wrapped my arms around him and slowly pushed him towards the end of the bed. With only a slight resistance at first, he got off the bed to kneel before me. My arms were still wrapped around him and I pressed a soft kiss to his cheek, taking another opportunity to whisper in his ear.
"Once again, you don't have to do this. I just really, really, really want you too." He shivered at the need in my voice.
"Once again, you would hate me and I would hate me and blah blah blah. And, once again, I kinda....want to. I just...don't want to embarrass myself." I pulled his face too mine and kissed him deeply.
"You won't." With that, I released him from my grasp to pull my throbbing cock from its designer bindings. Noah gasped slightly and I raised an eyebrow at him. "Problem, Puckerman?"
"No, I...uhm...well, I guess I just kinda expected you to have a small dick. You know, because your voice is so high." I laughed quietly before placing a hand on the back of his head tenderly.
"Common misconception." I pulled his head forcefully down. He gasped and I thrust upwards, into his mouth. When his tongue touched my cock, I moaned in pleasure, my voice surprisingly deep. He sucked hard before circling me with his tongue. My head rolled back onto my shoulders and moan after moan ripped out of my throat. "Oh Noah, more." He heeded quickly, trying to fit as much of my as he could into his mouth. With a slight gag, he pulled back slightly. I couldn't help a small, condescending laugh before I remembered his insecurity just before. "Open your throat and swallow as you move down, honey." He licked my tip as an affirmation before attempting to deep throat me once again. This time, however, he was much more successful. I bucked from underneath him, thrusting even deeper down his throat. My fingers tangled themselves into his mohawk, pressing him closer to me. His tongue flicked out and licked the top of my scrotum – a feat that I doubted he would ever be able to manage. "Pull back a little and suck hard. I'm almost there." He obliged, dragging his teeth lightly on the hilt of my cock while he pulled back. Chills ran down my spine before he sucked hard on my tip, causing me to come hot and hard into his mouth. He pulled off and sat back on his calves, looking confused. I pulled myself off of the bed to kneel in front of him. Taking his face in both of my hands, I looked him deeply in the eye before smiling mischievously. "Swallow."