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Puck wasn't stupid; he knew she was avoiding him. She was avoiding him since the couch sex and he could understand why.
It was the first time he had her that way. In truth it did scare him a little but he wanted to talk to her to see what it meant. Of course he couldn't do that because she was avoiding him. He would never pressure her into anything but he was angsty and very very horny.
Rachel knew he knew she was avoiding him. But she had a good reason. She was confused and freaking out. She wanted to talk to Quinn and ask for her advice but she knew she couldn't because she hadn't told her about their secret affair. She sighed and went about her day as she usually did.
He was having none of it though, so after a whole week of refusing to talk, he decided to try be the one to approach her once again, this time not taking no for an answer.
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Rachel opened the door of the apartment and walked in closing it behind her. She removed her shoes and dropped her bags and coat by the door. She took a deep breath and then walked to the kitchen. She went to the fridge and grabbed a bottle of water when she suddenly tensed. He was in the kitchen with her. She took another deep breath and turned around.
"Hey." She said softly.
"Hey." He said casually.
She started walking away from him but he stopped her. "Rachel..."
"I'm tired." She quickly said trying to get away from him.
"It'll only take a second." He insisted.
She shook her head. "No. I'm exhausted." She didn't let him finish and walked to her room.
He smirked as she walked away. He had the whole weekend for this.
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The next day he had woken up early not being able to sleep because of a certain brunette. After he had breakfast, he stayed in his room not wanting to scare her off just yet. So he exercised, took a shower and sat against the headboard watching TV. He could hear her around the apartment. And soon smell coffee. She didn't like coffee but made sure he always had his cup in the morning. Little did she know he had already had his cup of the day. He shrugged his shoulders he'll have some more later. He decided to stay in his room knowing she was going to get angsty waiting for him to come to her. He chuckled just thinking about it.
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Rachel threw the rag on the sink in frustration. "What the hell is he doing in there?" She was expecting him to instantly bombard her with questions and what not but it was almost noon and still not a peep from him. She heard the TV in low volume so she knew he was awake but she was pissed cause she knew he knew she was going to seek him out if he didn't. She hated him some times. No she didn't. Shut up. She took a deep breath and decided to be the bigger person.
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Puck heard a knock on the door and then it opened. He saw a pissed Rachel with her arms crossed tapping her foot.
He tried not to smirk. "Good morning."
She huffed. "You're an asshole."
"What did I do?" he asked innocently.
She rolled her eyes. "You know what."
"No I don't." he couldn't help but chuckle.
"Puck," she almost yelled his name in annoyance.
"Rachel." He said imitating her.
"Ugh."
He chuckled when he saw her stump her foot and walked away from him and he flinched hearing the slam on her bedroom door. He sighed and got off the bed. Time to make things right again.
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Rachel was pissed but then heard a knock and saw Puck walk in and sat next to her on the bed facing her.
"Why are you avoiding me?" he asked.
She didn't say anything.
"Is it because of the couch sex?" he kept asking trying to get her to talk.
She blushed and he knew he hit the jackpot. He didn't say anything more. The ball was on her court now. He noticed the flush on her body going down her neck (how much he missed marking it as his), her chest (the way her breasts felt against his lips…)
"Stop it." She was getting turned on with the way he was looking at her.
"I miss you." His gaze went to her face again.
"I miss you too." She admitted softly.
"Then why?"
"It was weird." She admitted herself avoiding eye contact.
"What was?"
She finally looked at him. "Afterwards. It was weird. We never did it that way before and it felt more intimate and just different."
"Different how?" He wanted her to say it and she knew he knew she wanted to tell him but she couldn't.
"Just leave." She barely whispered.
"No Rach. We're gonna talk about it."
"Leave." She spoke a bit louder this time.
"Stop it. You always do that." He said irritated with her behavior.
"Noah please," she whispered trying to avoid this conversation.
Now he was pissed. "No, I am tired every time we start talking and it gets serious you shut down. You tell me what you want to say and then I'll leave you alone." She had tears in her eyes and didn't want to look at him. "Rach come on don't do this. Don't shut me out again."
She looked at him and held his gaze. "Noah..." she whispered.
He couldn't hold it in anymore and kissed her. She was surprised at his move but quickly recovered and kissed him back. She gasped when he pulled her hair just a little bit like she loved and he pushed his tongue in her mouth. She moaned as they kissed passionately and she was giving in easily. When air became a necessity they broke apart breathing heavily. He caressed her cheek with his thumb and she closed her eyes loving the tenderness he was showing her. When she opened her eyes she got goosebumps at the way he was looking at her.
"That night..." She gulped. "It was more than s-sex." She stuttered nervously. "Or at least it felt that way."
"Yea?"
She rolled her eyes again. "Noah, you made love to me."
"So?" he shrugged his shoulders like that was a normal thing between them. It wasn't.
"When two people make love it means they love each other." She started explaining like he was a little kid.
"We love each other." He added.
"Yea, we are best friends. What I mean is that when two people are in love they make love."
He raised one eyebrow, "So it freaked you out because you think I'm in love with you?"
Rachel nodded.
"Rach I love you and always will but no offense, I'm not in love with you."
"You're not?" she asked relieved yet disappointed at the same time. Wait what?
"No, I just felt like having sex with you that way. Didn't it feel good?" he asked moving just a tad closer to her.
She nodded biting her bottom lip. "Mmm hmm. Real good."
He groaned. "So what's the big deal?"
"I don't know. I guess I just freaked out." She admitted blushing furiously.
"It's okay. Are we good now?" He moved his hand teasingly high on her thigh.
"Yea we are good." She looked at him through her eyelashes biting her lower lip.
"Finally." He kissed her again and they both moaned in unison. They kept kissing while they removed the little clothes they had on. He moved between her legs and pushed inside her hard making her gasp and arched her back in pleasure.
"Noah yes!"
"God I missed you Rach," a week without having sex, being like this with her seemed like a lifetime ago to him.
She gasped again as he hit her spot. "Me too."
Fast hard rough quick thrusts getting them to the peak and soon they came. When they came back down from their high, he pulled out making her whine and pecked her on the lips and smiled. She smiled back watching him grab his clothes and living the room.
She lay on her side and started to think, which was never a good idea for her. He said he wasn't in love with her. Well surprise, surprise she was most definitely in love with him. Dammit. She had been for the longest time, right after they had finished high school probably. She forced herself to get over him since he was always screwing other women even older married ones. But when he suggested this thing between them, she was hesitant at first knowing it was a bad idea.
Of course she could never say no to him. And then all those feelings came rushing back like the fucking plague. That's why when the couch sex happened it freaked her out. She thought he was in love with her when he had made love to her. And talking to him about it afterwards freaked her out to no end.
Obviously as usual she forced the feelings away and since she was a good actress it worked and he wasn't the wiser. She knew having sex with him was a bad idea from the beginning but she was human after all and she had needs and she wanted and needed him. She sniffled trying to get her emotions in control but it was no use and finally she gave in and started to cry softly. That way he couldn't hear her.
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He sighed. He definitely could hear her outside her door. He felt like shit. His forehead was resting on her door as he listened to her cry softly. He wanted to go in there and comfort her but that wasn't part of the deal. He didn't know why he lied about not being in love with her because he totally was.
Wait. Yes.
He did know why.
He saw the look of fear in her eyes and he didn't want to freak her out more than she already was. So he lied and then fucked her good just like he knew how. He remembers that night. The way she felt against his naked body and he couldn't help himself but make love to her slowly and passionately.
He definitely made love to her that night and he wants to do it again for the rest of his life but he knows her and if he can't be with her that way then having sex with her is better than not being with her at all. He kept listening to her sniffle some more and sighed again as he walked away. He decided to give her space after what had happened today.
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Later that day he had been playing video games and she never came out of the room. It was late when he heard her door open. He smiled at her when she walked past him.
"I'm going out. Be back later." She said without looking at him and she left. He sighed, disappointed that she still didn't want to talk to him after their "talk". I mean he couldn't really blame her but still it hurt. He once resumed playing since it was one of the few things that helped him clear his mind.
Hours later, he was worried cause she wasn't home yet. Then he got a text from her telling him not to wait up. He was disappointed but he knew she needed time to think.
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Rachel was seating on the couch putting her phone down when she saw Maxwell run towards her. He jumped on her lap and gave her a hug.
"Hey Maximus." She smiled lovingly at her godson.
"Where's uncle Puck?" Max didn't waste time making small talk.
"He's home." She gave him a short answer to avoid talking about it but no such luck.
"How come he's not here with you?" Max was intrigued, Rachel could tell.
"I had things to do by myself." She said hoping that would explain.
"But you are always with him." He said raising his hands making a point.
"No I'm not." She said defensively.
He nodded. "Yea huh."
"No I'm not." She tried again.
"Yes you are. You look at him like mommy looks at daddy and he looks at you like daddy looks at mommy." He talked to her like he was the adult and she was the child.
Rachel's eyes widened and didn't know what to say.
"Did you have a fight?" he asked curiously.
She gave up and kind of told him some truth of it. "Some thing like that."
"Well you need to kiss and make up."
"Sweetie is not that easy."
"Yes it is. Kiss him and he'll forgive you or make him kiss you and forgive him." He explained easily making her smiled. She was amused at how easy kids thought life was.
If only it were that easy.
"How did you get so smart?" Rachel asked.
"Mommy duh!" He smiled. "Right mommy?" he asked looking to the side.
Rachel looked towards the kitchen seeing Quinn with a knowing smile trying her damndest to keep from laughing.
Rachel shook her head. Quinn totally knew that she and Puck were having sex.
"Maxwell time for bed." Quinn told Max.
"Okay mommy, even though I don't wanna."
Quinn chuckled. "I know."
"Love you auntie Rae." Max gave her a kiss and a hug.
"Love you too sweetie. Good night." Rachel replied.
Max ran by Quinn with her following behind him. Rachel sighed and waited while Quinn put Max to bed. Minutes later, she saw Quinn walk back and sit next to her.
"How long have you known?" Rachel asked dreading the answer.
TBC
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