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I Get Off – Halestorm
Kurt and Puck didn't talk. Not with words anyway. They had signals, for everything it seemed. Kurt would lick his lips, or Puck would palm his crotch, (subtlety, thy name is not Puck,) and they would meet in a locker room, or a closet for a hand job or a blow job or frottage or whatever else they could do.
It had started when Kurt heard Puck jerking off, moaning Kurt's name. Kurt had dropped several hints, mostly making fun of Puck and Puck had snapped, demanded what the other teen wanted in return.
Protection.
Kurt would get off on Puck getting off and soon enough they were making out in the janitors closet. Puck would get regular sex, not that kind because Kurt wasn't ready for that just yet, but he'd do everything else, and Kurt would get protection from Karofsky and the other jocks.
They weren't in love or anything sappy like that, they just knew how to get the other off.
The fact that Puck's been going to Kurt for all his needs, or that Kurt wants Puck to take his virginity, well, that's all left unspoken.
Puck knows that Kurt's different, and Kurt is afraid. He knows Puck's reputation for loving and leaving.
Doesn't mean he doesn't know that one spot on Puck's neck that brings him to his knees.
So much left unspoken between the two of us
It's so much more exciting to look when you can touch
You could say I am different and maybe I'm afraid
But I know how to twist ya to bring you to your knees
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