Title: Eye can sex your HALE-NO. And don't it feel good. [2/2]
Author: Hatty
Rating: T
Pairing(s): Rachel/Puck.
Notes: I forgot Rachel's stalkers name. So let's just pretend we know it, mmkay? [EDIT: Googling tells me it is Jacob Ben Israel]
"I heard tell of Rachel Berry and eye-sex. I would like to sign up for this extra-curricular. I have many pictures posted on my blog for everyone's perusal-
"Get the fuck out of here kiddo, before I give you a wedgie."
"Err, N-Noah. I-I-I'm actually in your grade now, we've been in the eleventh grade for quite some time, not kindergarden. Perhaps your misunderstanding of American School systems makes it incapabl-"
"I'm going to count to fucking five, in Spanish. Vamonos muchacho, or today'll be the day your ass officially eats your tighty-whities."
"Jacob you better hurry up and obey him," Rachel intervened, "If it is one thing he is incapable of, it is counting up to five in Spanish and when he gets frustrated he likes punching bags... or sex."
"Lots of sex" he grinned, "So back off, punk."
She turned to Puck and through gritted teeth said, "No-ah, as much as I appreciate your chivalry, I can handle Ben Israel's advances myself."
"Can't I just beat him up a little? It'd do him some good you know, a little heartfelt bashing. Builds character, it does, beatings."
"Noah I will not let you torture people for pleasure."
Puck pouted. "You always call me Noah when you're pissed at me."
"Acute observation, my young padawan."
"Shut up and call me Puck already," he grabbed her hand and walked off, not before turning to flip off Jacob, adding: "And you, go grow a prostate bitch."