I do not own Glee, the characters or anything. I just want to share our love for Quick.

Puck got two towels and tossed one to her. Then he went to his drawers to get som clothes for her. "I don't really have anything that's pink." He said while ransacking his drawers.

Quinn laughed and shook her head. "I don't need something pink, Puck. Just something that will keep me warm. I'll be back." Quinn walked back out of his room, and into the bathroom. Her breath was still quickened as she stripped out of her clothes and climbed into the all too familiar shower. She turned on the water and sighed as it hit her skin. Reaching for the shampoo, she popped open the lid and smiled at the familiar smell. It was the smell that she could clearly smell on Puck when she stood too close, and it was the smell she had gotten used to smelling on herself when she lived here. Not wanting to waste time, Quinn washed her hair, washing away any trace of cocoa, egg or sugar. Once her hair, and body was clean, Quinn killed the water. She run all the excess water from her hair, and stepped out wrapping a towel around her body. Puck has seen you in less than this, a towel is no big deal, she told herself as she walked back to Puck's room in only her towel. "Please tell me you found something for me to wear?" She questioned softly.

While she was taking a bath, he tried to listen to her through the door. Nothing. He thought. He can just hear the water which kind of bummed him out but he doesn't know why. He went back to his drawer and tries to find something that will make her warm. Then he found his McKinley sweats. A smile appeared on his face. He remembered she used to wear this whenever she wanted to cry because she felt comfort in it. Right before he could put the sweats on his bed, the bathroom door creaked open and he heard her voice. He turned around and he was stunned. So much skin is showing. And with just one pull of that towel, he'll see that beautiful masterpiece of God again. He approached her with the sweats in his hand and stopped right before their lips can touch. "Yeah." He just stared at her eyes. How fuckable you are right now! Shit.

Quinn bit down on her bottom lip and nodded her head slowly. She took the sweats, and t-shirt from Puck's hand and quickly retreated back to the bathroom. Quinn Fabray, you are not that girl anymore. You can't do this to Sam. But god, look at how Puck looks at you. The inner battle in her mind continued as she got dressed, smiling at the feeling of Puck's sweats resting on her hips. She did miss his clothes. Quinn stood in front of his mirror, letting the battle continue in her head, as she combed her fingers through her hair. It was starting to dry already, and her natural curls were coming through. She could do this. She was perfectly capable of hanging out with Puck as just friends, and in turn staying loyal to Sam. She knew she was. She had to be. Taking a deep breath, Quinn pulled open the bathroom door, and walking out.

Dammit. I scared her. I should stop doing this! She'll never get back with me anyway. Why even try.. She likes fucking Sammy wammy. He sat down on his chair and waited for her to get out. As soon as she came out, he tried to ignore the image in his mind that Quinn's belly was big. He kind of wanted Quinn to get pregnant with his child again so she would never leave. But it's impossible now. He took his towel and went in the bathroom not saying anything and just passed by her. He took off his shorts (he wasn't wearing any underwear) and went in the shower.

Quinn let out the deep sigh she had been holding in. Why did she feel so guilty? She and Puck hadn't done anything. Because you want to - her thoughts told her. Shaking her head, Quinn walked over and sat herself down on his bed. It was a place she was used to being, and it always felt safe. Sam is going to kill me if he finds out I'm here. Guilt struck Quinn once more as she thought about how much this would actually hurt Sam. It wasn't like she didn't care about him at all. She really did. Her and Puck just had history, lots of history. Quinn let herself fall back on his bed, looking up at the ceiling, listening to the water as he showered.

Showering makes him forget about things. It's his 'me time' and we all know why. He tried to lower down his moans while he was scrubbing down his dick while the shower is on. It felt so good. He tilted his head back and released a soft moan. His other hand palm faced on the wall. He suddenly forgot that Quinn is in his room so when he finally reached his climax, he growled loud.

Quinn's ear caught drift of Puck's moans coming from his bathroom. No way..he wasn't..Oh God he was. Quinn threw her hand over her mouth to try and hold back a laugh. Yup, that was totally Puck. She was grossed out, or even that surprised. That was how Puck was. The self proclaimed sex shark. But she couldn't help herself from wondering what he was thinking about. What had gotten him to the point that he needed to jerk off in the shower. Probably sexting with Santana. Quinn rolled her eyes at the thought, and tried not to think about.

He cleaned himself again because at this particular 'Puck time' he came a lot than the usual. He was a little bothered by it but then just went out of the shower and dried his body with his towel. Then he put his towel around his neck holding the both ends. He walked out of the bathroom naked, forgetting Quinn was in his room.

Hearing Puck enter his bedroom Quinn sat up on his bed, only to be face-to-face with a very naked Noah Puckerman. Damn. Had it really been that long since she had seen him naked? Realizing that she was slightly staring at him naked, Quinn ducked her head down and let her eyes drop to the floor. "Uh, you might want to put on some pants." She whispered, suddenly having lost her voice.

"Oh." He took the towel from his neck and wrapped it around his waist. "Sorry about that. I always go out of the shower like that." He laughed at her looking down. "It's like you've never seen me naked." Goes to his drawers then let the towel fall to the ground, his back facing Quinn. He wears a pair of shorts then puts on a white singlet. He turned around to look at Quinn, who's on his bed. Why are you on my bed? Do you want me to fuck your right now? Dammit.

Quinn couldn't help but laugh softly as she laid back down on his bed. She had forgotten how comfortable it was. "So much for me coming to visit your sister." She stated with another small giggle. Truth be told she wasn't upset at all. This was the first real time she had spent with Puck since Beth was born. It was like they just went around pretending that it never happened. Propping herself up on her elbows she looked at him. "I don't bite. You can come sit on your own bed."

"Well aren't you glad I didn't listen not to throw food at you?" He laughed while he was approaching his bed, approaching her. Then he stopped at the edge of it. "I might lose my control, Q. You're on my bed. Late at night.. Tell me right now if you want something to happen." He knew saying that will ruin everything they are having right now, but Puck is straight forward. When it comes to Quinn, he's really honest. Well except for the sexting with Santana. She's just different. She's not like the other girls.

Quinn jaw practically hit the floor as she sat up straighter on Puck's bed. "Puck, you know I'm dating Sam.." Sure, it wouldn't be the first time Quinn had cheated on a boyfriend with Puck. But last time was totally different. She had sworn she would be loyal to Sam. She had sworn she wouldn't go down that path again. Then why did she want too? Standing from Puck's bed, Quinn looked down at her feet. "Maybe I should just go.."

I guess being honest has its disadvantages. He thought. "Yeah, I guess you should. But let me at least drive you home. It's really late and it's freezing outside." He said with his concerned eyes.

Stop that feeling, Fabray. You have nothing to feel guilty about, you did the right thing. But she couldn't stop. She felt insanely guilty for turning down Puck. Sure, he could easily call up Santana and get hit fix, but that didn't make her feel any better. Walking over to him, Quinn grabbed his hand and squeezed in gently. "I'm sorry." She whispered as she leaned forward to place a soft kiss on his cheek.

He raised both of his eyebrows as she kissed his cheek. He looked at her, more like stared. He leaned and kissed her on the lips softly and quick then he whispered, "It's ok." He stepped back a little. "We should get you back home." He grabs his leather jacket and keys. "Judy might go crazy on you." He laughed, offered his hand and smiled at her.

Quinn didn't know what to even think when she felt Puck's lips on hers. But she pushed it to the back of her thoughts as she let her hand fall into Puck's. He led her downstairs, and she followed him. "My mom doesn't care. She's too busy trying to fix things with my dad.." Quinn sighed as she tried even harder to push thoughts of her dad out of her mind. "Make sure you tell Anna I was here."

"Judy's still trying to get your dad back? I thought he cheated on her? Damn. That's fucked up." He stops at the door. Before going out, he took off his jacket. "Here, I think you need this more." He puts the jacket over her shoulders. The jacket seemed big on her which was perfect to really make her warm. He smiled at how she looked good in it. "You look so badass. And don't worry, I'll tell her. Or maybe, I'll show her." Takes out his phone and quickly snaps a shot of them together. He looked at the photo, smiling. "There, now I have proof."

"Yeah, apparently he apologized. And that you know, totally makes up for him cheating on her, and kicking me out of the house." Despite the topic of conversation, Quinn smiled and pulled his jacket around her tighter. It smells like him. No, not the time Fabray. "You better show her that Puckerman. And tell her next time I'll come see her. But you're right, we should get me home." Quinn opened his front door, and stepped out into the cold air, realizing how cold it was. "You're going to B's party right?" She asked as she walked over to his car.

"Oh. Well I hope things work out for them. For the whole Fabray family." He smiled at her as an act of support. "Hell yeah! I think she might want this on her phone too." He laughed then suddenly shivers as she opened the door. "C-come on." Takes her hand and holds on to it tight due to the cold weather and his tiny clothing. He pulled her to the passenger's side of his truck and opened the door for her then closes it behind her after she climbed up. He runs to his side and jumps up and immediately closes the door. "Brrrrrrr!" Trying to shake off the cold as he starts the engine and leaves his house to Quinn's house.

"Puck here, take your jacket back." Quinn shrugged his jacket off her shoulders, and tried to drape it over his as best she could. "Thank you, though. For everything. I had fun." She smiled as she shrunk back in the passenger seat. She meant it too. A part of her felt guilty because she knew she would have to tell Sam, and she knew he wouldn't take any of this well. But Puck was like one of her closest friends. She couldn't just stop hanging out with him.

"No it's ok." Tries to put it back on her while stirring the wheel and focusing on the road. "Yeah, I had fun too." He glances at her and smiles. After a long and silent ride they've reached Quinn's house. "So I guess this is a goodbye." He leans over to her, almost kissing again but just opens the door. "Bye, Q." He smiled a little.

"We'll do this again sometime, okay?" Quinn leaned over and placed another soft kiss on his cheek, before getting out of the car. "Besides, I have to give you back your pants." She winked at him before closing his car door, and running up the stairs to her house. Opening the door, Quinn turned back around to wave at Puck before going inside.

"We really should." Puck couldn't help but to smile when Quinn kissed him on the cheek again. "You better give it back then, Fabray." He laughed softly and watched her running towards her house. Puck waved back and waited for Quinn to go inside before going back home, with his kitchen all dirty.

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