A/N: Yeah, I have no excuses for the length of time it's taken me to update… I could say my kiddos or my job, and both would be true, but frankly the motivation has been lacking quite a bit. However, I did break down and watch the 100th episode, and now that Quinn and Puck are back on, I've found the motivation has returned as well. The upside is that I've managed to get this done in a week…another plus is that I also have an update for Abducted coming up in the next few days AND another chapter for this story currently about half finished as well, so hopefully I haven't lost too many readers because of my long absences from the site! I do love you all, and a big thanks to Luna, elysiaOx, FF2Addict, Alex, olacindy, Ellii51, Ebony, Maximum Fire, and readbetweenthesigns for your wonderful reviews. Thanks to all of my readers as well, for you all are the reason I continue to write (and feel incredibly guilty when I haven't updated in a while). Not my best work, but I hope you find it to be ok!

Fifty Shades of Payback

The morning light streamed through the open windows as the sound of the waves lapping against the shore gently roused Quinn out of her slumber. The sunlight was warm on her back as she lazily rolled over and allowed her eyes to flutter open, briefly staring at the ceiling before looking at the man to her left. Her husband, as she loved to giddily remind herself that she was in fact married to this man, slumbered peacefully beside her, his eyelids shuffling as he continued to snooze next to her.

Quinn grinned as she let her eyes wander down the glorious expanse of tanned skin in front of her, reaching out and softly caressing the muscular lines of his chest before retracting her arm and languorously stretching above her head. She was a tad sore but deliciously sated, and she could honestly say she was excited to spend the rest of her life waking up next to Puck.

She could feel her muscles tense and stretch before she gently swung her legs over the side of the bed and padded into the bathroom.

However, one look in the mirror had her reeling, the warm, content feeling she had just moments before replaced by complete shock.

The first thing to catch her eye was the marks on her wrists, the fuzzy material obviously doing nothing to protect her sensitive skin from the hard metal handcuffs. However, what pissed her off, or maybe aroused her more, was the slight bruise on her left butt cheek, evidence of his hand's form of 'punishment' for her 'indiscretions' the night before. The numerous tiny red hickeys spattered across her breasts and the insides of her thighs certainly didn't help her appearance much either. Damn him and his love-bites! Now she would be stuck with trying to figure out how to cover them all up if she wanted to wear her bikini anywhere!

Don't get her wrong, everything from the night before had been an incredible trip on her body and her senses… but a really big part of her wanted revenge, if only just to watch Puck squirm.

Oh yes, she would get her payback…now, it was just a matter of biding her time before the perfect opportunity arose.

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The next few days were chock-full of adventure as they spent their time snorkeling and sailing and simply enjoying the beautiful islands. However, the memories of that night still stuck out in her mind, and while the marks on her skin were finally fading, her determination to get him back grew stronger with every passing minute.

One day, they decided to do a "Puck-style" day trip, complete with off-road adventures in their rented Jeep as they made their way toward the famous beach on the islands, "The Baths." They waded through the warm surf, jumped off a few of the huge boulders into the water, paddle boarded through the surf, and ended up walking around the outdoor market, buying little things here and there for themselves and their friends before making their way back to their hotel and heading out to a local hot-spot for dinner on the beach.

After a delicious meal of Caribbean delicacies, they headed down the road toward a small dive bar, choosing to drink a few more local rum drinks as they danced the night away, Quinn finally consuming the requisite liquid courage needed to put her plan into action that night.

As soon as they arrived back to their bungalow, Quinn didn't even wait for Puck to make a move, instead slipping into the bathroom and rinsing off quickly. She took her time applying lotion to her entire body, adding a light touch-up of make-up before securing her towel tightly around her bust. She offered Puck a soft smile as she made her way back out into their room, suggesting he rinse off to rid himself of the cigarette smoke scent that followed them home from the bar.

She grinned as she set her plan into motion, stripping and quickly stepping into her new dark blue nightie before grabbing a few more props and setting up the vanity chair in the perfect spot. Hearing her husband humming in the shower, Quinn lit a few candles and turned the lights low before wrapping herself in a hotel robe and posing seductively on the bed as she waited for Puck.

A few minutes later, she heard the shower shut off and knew that Puck would be anxious to get this show on the road. She took a few deep breaths, focusing on her plan to keep her nerves at bay. Mustering up all of her courage, she gave her hubby a saucy grin as he stepped out of the bathroom with only a towel around his waist and a smile on his face.

"Hmm, I definitely like what I see," he murmured, walking toward the bed.

"Well I'm glad, because rumor has it, you're stuck with me until 'death do us part,'" she replied, standing and meeting him halfway, letting him pull her in close and succumbing to a sizzling kiss as she wound her fingers through his short, silky, dark locks.

"Babe, believe me, I'm totally down with spending a lifetime with you," he chuckled, kissing her once again.

"You have always been quite the charmer, Mr. Puckerman," Quinn replied, pulling away from him and leading him to the chair she set up earlier, gently pushing him to sit down, "And for that, I decided I wanted to do something special for you."

"Something special, hmm?"

"Oh, very," she whispered in his ear, sashaying away from him before turning on the music she had saved on her phone.

The familiar chords of one of her favorite Britney Spears songs 'Toxic' echoed through the high vaulted ceilings of the bungalow, Quinn quirking her eyebrow and biting her lip as Puck returned her expression with a devilish grin, the duo remembering the last time she had danced to this song during a glee reunion with Britt and Santana…to which, she made a mental note to look for that red-sequined bra when they got home.

'Baby, can't you see, I'm calling. A guy like you should wear a warning. It's dangerous, I'm fallin.'

Quinn began to sing along with the lyrics as she sauntered back up her husband, rotating her hips with the beat as she slowly untied the knot in the sash holding her robe together.

'There's no escape, I can't wait. I need a hit, baby, give me it! You're dangerous, I'm loving it.'

The grin on Puck's face remained firmly intact as she slowly slid the material off of each shoulder at a time, letting it fall to her wrists and waist, exposing the sexy negligee she had planned specifically for the night. Finally, she let it drop to the floor, kicking it aside before she shimmied back over to her husband.

'Too high, can't come down. Losing my head, spinning 'round and 'round…'

She grinned wickedly, straddling him and grinding her core against his lap, his arousal evident as she leaned forward, whispering, "Do you feel me now?"

'With the taste of your lips I'm on a ride. You're toxic, I'm slipping under. With a taste of a poison paradise, I'm addicted to you, don't you know that you're toxic? And I love what you do, don't you know that you're toxic?'

She breathed against his lips as she continued to grind down on his lap, loosening the knot on his towel before standing back up and letting it fall around the chair as he sat fully naked, and fully aroused, in front of her. This was hardly the first time she had seen her husband completely nude, but if she were being completely honest, knowing that she was the one who turned him on like this and who created the fiery lust in his eyes was really turning her on as well, her body moving more freely with the music.

'It's getting late, to give you up. I took a sip, from my devil's cup…"

She tried to pull every move from her dance arsenal, remembering the incredibly erotic move Britt and Santana liked to use as she spread her legs and crouched down, slapping the inside of her thighs before slowly working her hands up her body.

'Slowly, it's taking over me.'

Fingering the clasp of her bra, she leaned forward, giving Puck a serious view of her cleavage before unclasping it and leisurely drawing it away from her body. She playfully flung the lingerie at Puck, who continued to grin as his eyes focused on his favorite set of twins.

'Too high, can't come down. It's in the air and it's all round…'

She took the few steps back toward him, bending over and giving him a view from behind as she lowered herself onto his lap once again, her back against his chest as she rotated her hips against his lap once more before whispering, 'Can you feel me now?'

'With the taste of your lips, I'm on a ride. You're toxic, I'm slipping under.'

Running her hand down his cheek, she continued to sing along, rotating her hips twice before kissing him hard. Slowly, she allowed her body to slide down his front before settling on the floor in between his knees, spinning around on her knees as she ran her nails up and down his thighs.

'With a taste of a poison paradise, I'm addicted to you. Don't you know that you're toxic?'

Quinn leaned forward and ran her tongue along his rigid length, Puck sucking in a sharp breath as he lolled his head back in pleasure and moaned.

'And I love what you do, don't you know that you're toxic? Don't you know that you're toxic?'

A small giggle escaped Quinn's throat as she watched her husband's expression, finally taking him fully into her mouth as he ran his fingers through her hair and bobbing up and down a few times, allowing the next lines of the chorus to pass by as she continued to pleasure him.

After a few more swipes of her tongue and one satisfactory wet 'pop' as she withdrew him from her mouth later, she continued her dance, sliding back up his body as she resumed singing along with the chorus.

'With the taste of your lips, I'm on a ride. You're toxic, I'm slipping under. With a taste of a poison paradise, I'm addicted to you. Don't you know that you're toxic?'

She thrust her breasts up into his face and allowed his mouth to capture a nipple for a brief second, indulging in the sensation as she let out an audible moan. Realizing she needed to move ahead with her plan, she quickly pulled away, running her nails up his thighs and abs before circling behind him. She continued to run her nails up his chest and shoulders before continuing down his arms, gently pulling them behind his back as he reached to caress her thighs. Her breasts pressed against his head as it lolled back, Quinn indulging him in another kiss as she slowly moved down his arms until she finally reached what she had been waiting for the past few days…

'Intoxicate me now, with your lovin' now, I think I'm ready now. I think I'm ready now. Intoxicate me now, with your lovin' now…'

Quinn released his arms momentarily and smirked before she leaned forward and whispered the last line in his ear, 'I think I'm ready now.'

Puck was so caught up in the lust-induced haze his wife had created for him that he hadn't even noticed when her hands left his arms, Quinn's voice mesmerizing and the feel of her breasts against his back making him even harder, if that were eve possible…

…but as soon as he felt the cool constraint against his wrists and heard the same metallic click of the handcuffs he had just used on her a few nights before, his senses went into overdrive. His eyes snapped open as he tried to pull his hands apart, quickly realizing how futile the effort was as he tried to spin around and look at his wife.

"Q, what are you doing?" he asked, a hint of panic tingeing his voice.

Taking great pleasure in watching her husband squirm, Quinn ran her nails back up his arms as she stood, leaning forward slightly and making eye contact with him before an evil grin spread across her face.

"Payback's a bitch, Mr. Puckerman," she murmured, letting out a soft giggle.

Deciding to tease him a little more, she traced the length of his spine and down his collarbone with just the tips of her fingers, reveling in the rise of gooseflesh in the wake of her touch. Rounding the chair to stand in front of him, Quinn planted her hands on his thighs to look him in the eye, allowing one of her hands to wander toward his erection as she teased and tempted him with the lightest of touches. She tickled the tip as she gently caressed his shaft, eliciting a deep groan from the helpless man in front of her.

Quinn had definitely teased her husband in the past, but nothing quite to this extent. She was rather proud of herself that she managed to set something like this up and have her plan be as successful as it had been thus far, and to be honest, it felt rather empowering. Here he was at her mercy this time and she was definitely going to have a little bit of fun with it.

She watched as he licked his lips and swallowed hard, his eyes still wide as he assessed the situation.

Trying to slow his hammering heart, Puck took a deep breath, but despite his helpless situation, staring at his mostly naked wife as she took up her famous HBIC stance, both hands on her hips forcing her breasts to jut out even further, did nothing but remind him how painfully hard he was.

"Payback?" he asked, his mouth going dry as the evil glint in her eye shook his nerves. Oh, this was hot, but that didn't mean he wasn't nervous as to what kind of plan his wife had cooked up in that mastermind of hers.

She gave him another wicked grin as she hooked her forefingers into the waistband of her barely-there lace panties and slowly drew them down her legs, letting them fall to her feet before kicking them at Puck, the fabric hitting him in the chest and sliding down to his lap. Stepping forward and placing a gentle kiss against his lips, Quinn allowed her hands to lightly caress his shoulders and chest as they made their way down to his lap.

"If I'm not mistaken, you said you'd like to see me try," she teased, gently fondling his erection as she straddled his legs and sat on his lap.

It took every muscle in Puck's body not to explode the instant she spread her legs, the heat from her core and the dampness of her arousal against his legs making him throb in anticipation. He couldn't take his eyes off of the motion of her hands, the tips of her fingers brushing against her own slit with each pump up and down his cock. It felt so damn good, it was almost impossible not to lose himself completely in the sensations.

However, he was still handcuffed, and this was Quinn, the queen of tease, he was dealing with.

Trying to turn the tables a little, he focused his attention back on her face, offering her his own trademark smirk and retort, "Babe, if this is payback, feel free to bring it on whenever, wherever."

"Still cocky as ever, I see," she murmured, "But don't think for one second that I'm done with you just yet."

She then released him and stood up, tapping her neatly manicured finger against her lips as she glanced around the room, Puck's stomach flipping as that evil grin returned to her face. Side-stepping around him, she grasped his black tie from where she had strategically draped it over the chair in the breakfast nook before moving to stand behind him once more, deciding it was time to give him a taste of his own medicine.

She ran the silk material across his shoulders, letting it trail down his chest and allowing him to see what was about to happen before he lost the sense of sight altogether.

"You don't need to do this," Puck protested, changing his tune as she brought the material up to cover his eyes, tying the silk in a durable knot behind his head, "But babe, I want to watch! This is just cruel."

"Should have thought about that before you did the same to me a few days ago," she replied, continuing her soft caresses of all the planes and ridges on his body.

She took her time exploring every inch of his skin, silky smooth where he needed to be, a little rough around the edges to prove he was all man, and hard as steel all over the place… including one of her favorite body parts of his that was currently standing at attention, just begging to be touched. But that was part of the fun: the tease; touching everywhere except there.

His soft mewls turned into frustrated groans as she continued to bypass his manhood, her lips finding his skin as well as she alternated touching and kissing him in all sorts of random places, keeping him guessing as to where she was going next. Using both a feather and the strap of his leather belt at times, she teased him with several different sensations, giggling at the expressions crossing his face at every stroke. She had made her way down his abs and up his thighs by the time she noticed his legs shaking with exertion as he tried to remain in control of his body, but she could definitely tell he was waging a losing battle.

"Babe please, help me out," he moaned, "I'm dying here and Puck Jr. really, really, REALLY needs some attention."

Quinn thought about it for all of a few seconds before acquiescing, chuckling as she made her way toward their mini-fridge under the wet-bar and grabbing what she needed before walking back over to where Puck sat, as naked as the day he was born.

Popping the top off the pint of ice cream, she scooped herself a decent sized spoonful and popped it into her mouth, using her hand to jerk him a few times just to appease him and warm him up until she cooled him down a bit.

"Oh yeah, babe. More Q, more!"

She let the ice cream melt in her mouth a bit before she gave him what he wanted, taking him fully into her mouth as the remaining ice cream melted around his cock.

"Holy shit!" he cried, his hips jerking in the air at the unexpected sensation causing Quinn to gag slightly; but, it was completely worth it to see his reaction.

She continued to work him with her mouth, Puck settling into the warming sensation once again…until Quinn threw him another curve ball, licking the crown of his erection before running the cool spoon up the underside of his shaft, causing him to jump once more, groaning about how unfair she was being. Quinn had to admit, she loved the power she held over his body, and simply the fact that she was earning each and every reaction and groan made her smile with accomplishment.

Taking another bite of ice cream, she repeated the action, this time tipping the spoon to allow some of the cool frozen treat to trickle down his shaft before licking it all up, enjoying her own personal sundae immensely. She brought him to the brink two more times after that, pulling back just before he was about to come, smiling at the amount of curse words and muttered comments about 'blue balls' that were spilling out of his mouth each and every time she pulled back. She grinned as he practically whined with need, the hot and cold driving him crazy as he pleaded with her to just finish him off and let him come.

But that was far too easy, and Puck had definitely made her pay a little the other night, teasing her until she about cried with need. She thought it was only fair to repay the favor.

After a few more scoops of ice cream, Quinn decided to throw him a bone, pushing the carton aside before straddling his hips and easing herself down on top of him, the two of them moaning in tandem at the sensation. She hadn't quite realized just how turned on everything she had done made her until he slid in to her slick channel with ease, her body welcoming the fullness once again. Despite the fact that they had made love in the shower that morning and squeezed in a quickie after finding a secluded spot amongst the boulders at The Baths that afternoon, she was definitely ready for more. And she knew that she would always be ready for more for the rest of her life.

She began to move above him, setting a fairly steady tempo as she bounced up and down on his lap. Her nipples grazed against his lips and Puck couldn't help but moan before suckling one into his mouth, gently biting down and making her cry out in pleasure. His hips bucked up into her, the new angle catching a sensitive spot as a shudder rippled through her body.

Several thrusts later, Quinn felt Puck begin to throb within her and knew that he was close. It wouldn't take much more for him to hit his peak, but it was far too early to allow him that pleasure just yet. Using all of the strength and willpower she possessed, she pulled off of him as he slid out of her, his cock twitching as it sought that last little bit of friction needed to find his release.

"Oh for the love of all things holy, Quinn! Please!" Puck begged and pleaded, his breathing labored as his entire body shook with pent up need, "Please baby, please!"

She knew that she had been a little brutal and had teased him just about to his breaking point several times, but he had finally given her what she wanted when she was essentially begging for him the other night, so it was her turn to give in as well. In hindsight, she had gotten rather wrapped up in teasing him that she may have gone a little overboard from how far he had taken it the other night. He had pushed her for more orgasms where as she was depriving him of his all together, and she really needed to make sure the end of her plan was both amazing and memorable. She wanted to go out with a bang, so to speak.

So she decided to just go for it and do something he had mentioned that he had always fantasized about but she had yet to do…until now.

Taking a deep breath, Quinn climbed back on top of him and slid him back into her warm and waiting center before pulling the tie off and letting him watch her ride him. Puck visibly shuddered and he moaned in relief as she set a more rapid pace, sliding up and down his shaft as she clenched her internal muscles tightly.

They groaned in tandem as she shifted up a bit higher on his body, Puck's eyes wide as he watched his wife in awe, stunned by her sheer sexiness and wild abandon as she dug her nails into his shoulders. She always loved the control and depth she found when she was on top, but he loved it when she was on top simply for the view. His mind and body were completely captivated by her and entirely overwhelmed by the sensations she was creating, the entire moment feeling like an out of body experience as he fought with every fiber of his being to keep his head from lolling back so he could focus on the woman on top of him.

As he watched her whip her hair and throw her head back in ecstasy, he couldn't help but feel completely floored by the fact that the blonde in front of him was his wife, and the fact that he got to enjoy every part of her for the rest of their lives really hit him hard. She was his soul mate, his one and only, his everything, but most importantly, she was his.

Puck knew he was a lucky man, but he had never been more thankful that he had been an arrogant, selfish, cocky prick back in high school when he first slept with Quinn until this very moment, for despite the problems that first night had caused and all of the drama that ensued over the years, if it weren't for the instant electricity they felt that first time or the fact that they created Beth, they probably wouldn't be together today. They probably wouldn't be married and blissfully happy with the life and family they had built. Call him a total sap, but between the fact that he was still stunned she was his forever and that she had taken the time and found the brazen vixen within to set this entire night up just for his pain/pleasure, he was about to burst with emotion and desire.

Quinn could feel Puck trembling, continuing to ride him as she paid close attention to his body and all of the signs she had learned over the years. She pumped a few more times, clenching her internal muscles as hard as she could until she felt him throb inside of her again. She knew it was now or never, quickly pulling off of him much to his pained and frustrated cries.

However, she quickly silenced his bemoaning, sinking to her knees before drawing him back into her mouth, the tangy taste of both their essences mixing together more erotic than she could have imagined. As she began to pleasure him again, Puck's jaw dropped and his eyes rolled back into his head, his expression turning into one of pure bliss as his hips began to thrust up involuntarily, every muscle in his body trembling violently as he chased his own climax.

It didn't take long either, for after about five more bobs down his shaft, Puck shouted her name as he exploded into her mouth, Quinn trying not to gag as she swallowed several times. He tasted sweet, and for that, she had to thank the tropical fruits and drinks they had indulged in over the past several days… but even then, she gladly took what he had to give without complaint, knowing how much he loved it when she swallowed.

Once completely spent, Puck's entire body collapsed back in the chair, every bone and muscle feeling like jelly as he could barely keep his eyes open, his body wracked with tremors as he came down from the most intense orgasm he'd had in a while. As he sat there, goofy smile plastered on his face, he had to admit, that was by far probably hardest he's come in a long time, if maybe ever…and it was all thanks to his wife's scheming.

After savoring the moment for a little while longer, Quinn stood and made her way behind him, unlatching the handcuffs before tossing them on the table, feeling bad for the length of time she had kept him confined.

"Hey, make sure we keep those suckers," Puck grumbled, his eyelids barely staying open as he spoke, "I like 'em and would like to use 'em again."

"Oh really?" Quinn asked, winking at him before agreeing wholeheartedly, "Well, I'm definitely in if you're in."

"Sex-capades with you? I'm always in," he replied, a genuine smile spreading across his face as he reached out for his wife.

Quinn couldn't help but grin, satisfied not only that she could satisfy her husband like that, but that she had actually found it in her to be that brazen and sneaky. She reclaimed her spot on his lap and settled into his embrace, claiming his lips with hers as they enjoyed the afterglow. It wasn't the first time they had made love and it certainly wouldn't be the last, but it was definitely something different, and knowing that they both were comfortable enough to explore the possibilities with one another made them both smile in content. At least things would never get boring between them.

After a few lazy minutes enjoying one another, Puck managed to muster all of the remaining strength in his body and picked her up, walking the few steps to their bed before pulling the covers back and laying her down. He snuggled in next to her, kissing her neck and shoulders as he trailed his fingers from her collarbone to her center, gently teasing her wet folds with his digits before promising that he would make it up to her in a few minutes after he recharged his battery.

Quinn just rolled her eyes and sighed as no less than two minutes later his hand stilled, the soft snores against her back let her know she had done her job for the night and he was out for the count.

She smiled as she retracted his hand and reached to turn off the lamp.

After all, he could always make it up to her in the morning.

Xxxxx

Sorry, I couldn't help the 'Toxic' reference. It was the spark for the motivation behind the chapter so I just went with it. Thank you all again for reading! I know it's been a while and I'm still not sure on this chapter, so let me know what you think. Thank you again for taking the time to read my writing! I really appreciate it!

And as for next chapter, I'm thinking more family time with the Puckerman clan. Here's a clue: don't mess with daddy's little girl!