Title: Eye can sex your HALE-NO. And don't it feel good. [1/2]
Author: Hatty
Rating: T
Pairing(s): Rachel/Puck. Minor Winn if you're nitpicking.
Notes: { Music: Every Morning- Sugar Ray
Halo- Beyonce }
Location: Official Glee Club practice. Mr. Schuester is detained elsewhere (something to do with a raging fangirl and his dancing).
(Puck): Every morning there's a halo hanging on the corner of my girlfriends four-post bed
(Rachel): Everywhere I'm looking now I'm surrounded by your embrace
(Puck): I know it's not mine but I'll see if I can use it on the weekend or a one-night stand
(R): I can feel your halo halo halo
(Mercedes): I can see your halo halo hal- OH HALE NO!
"Mercedes! What now?"
Rachel huffed and extricated herself from Puck's "embrace". She snuck a look at Finn and was pleased to see that he was blinking rapidly at the spot which she had vacated just a few minutes ago. Maybe it was a sign that- Oh, it was just something in his eye. Dammit.
"Where do I even begin!" Mercedes rolled her eyes as she paced back and forth, "One: the songs ain't right and two-" she walked right up to Puck and glared rather pointedly up at him (for one who was dwarfed by the extremely tall jew that was Noah Puckerman this was a tremendous feat) and screeched, "I want to be able to sing back-up without you two all up in each others trying to impregnate each other with your eyes!" Kurt snorted and muttered a little, "Word to her money," accompanied with a quaint Z-snap. The others smothered their laughter unsuccessfully as Rachel blushed and Puck stared. Finn coughed slightly awkwardly, "Uhm, I'm going to check up on . He's taking too long."
"He doesn't rape me with his eyes," Rachel blurted out, for the benefit of Fi- "Is that an invitation?" With a suggestive wiggle of his eyebrows Puck's eyes glanced towards her chest.
"Pervert!"