Noah stared at Stacy with an inquisitive look on his face. 'She is so sexy but no, Puck you're married. You love Rachel. But Rachel hates you right now. And she was kissing Finn. Dude, that doesn't make it okay.' He was snapped out of his reverie by Stacy's predatory approach; she was stalking him like a lioness stalks a weak gazelle, and right now Noah Puckerman was a very weak and wounded gazelle. "Stacy we can't do this," Noah whispered right as she settled herself in between his legs. Stacy didn't reply but instead dropped to her knees and began unbuckling his belt. Noah felt his phone vibrate in his pocket but didn't care, to be touched by a woman as beautiful as Stacy felt amazing, especially after seeing Rachel's lips attached to Finn's. Noah moaned as Stacy slowly dragged down his zipper but bolted upright when his cock got snagged; Noah always went commando. "Ow fuck!" he loudly whispered. "I'm sorry Noah, it was an accident" Stacy apologized. Noah halted her hands before she could go any further and he cleaned himself up and then walked out. Hearing another woman call him Noah broke him out of his reverie and he walked past his desk and out the precinct doors and headed back home.