AN: Just finished reading Beastly. Oh god. I fell in love with the book! While I was reading, I totally pictured Alex Pettyfer as Kyle/Adrian. I hope when I watch the movie I won't be too disappointed with the changes. Ahhh!
Anyway, here's chapter 17! Fluff, adorable Puck and yes, make-up sex. Hot make-up sex. Don't worry ;) Lol. Enjoy!
I do not own Glee, the characters or anything. I just want to share our love for Quick.
Puck laughed at the flashback but then he stopped as soon as he heard his bedroom door close. Shit. Quinn. Puck opened the bathroom door quickly and got scared as soon he didn't see Quinn and her duffel bag. "No." He shook his head and took his boxers and put it on. I can't believe she wouldn't let me marry her and now leave like this? He opened the door and ran downstairs, not seeing Quinn. "Quinn!" He was about to cry. He went out of the house and screamed from the top of his lungs. "QUINN!"
As she pulled open the front door, Quinn looked around the house once more and shook her head. She closed the door behind her and stepped out into the cold air, and started her walk home. She also didn't mean to keep bringing up his past because Quinn trusted him when he said he would change. She guessed it was just her biggest fear that she would lose him all over again. She didn't think she could handle that. Now that he was back in her life, Quinn couldn't imagine her life without him. He made her feel whole. Just as she was about to turn the corner, Quinn heard her name from an all too familiar voice. She turned to look down the block at Puck, with tears in her eyes.
"QUINN? WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU?" He was screaming and he didn't care if his neighbors got mad at him. All he wanted to do was to find Quinn. He felt his chest getting tighter. It was like he couldn't breathe. All he wanted to do was to find Quinn. Puck let his tears roll down from his eyes. He didn't care who will see him anymore. He was hurt and he wanted to let his pain out. All he wanted to do was to find Quinn. He walked on the sidewalk barefoot. He didn't have the time to put on shoes. All he wanted to do was to find Quinn. He stopped as he saw a blond girl in a red and pink dress. He didn't care if he was wrong but he ran to her. He ran so fast when he hugged the girl. they fell down on the ground but he turned them and made him to be at the bottom. He winced. "Quinn?"
Quinn felt her body being hit with something and before she had time to react, Puck was on the ground under her and she was looking down at him. "What are you doing?" She questioned, sliding her body off his, and sitting on the cold sidewalk next to him. "Are you trying to get us both killed?" Quinn looked him up and down noticing that he was also barefoot and sighed. "Or are you trying to get yourself sick?" She ran her fingers through her locks, trying to bite back the feeling of excitement that he cared enough to come running after her. "Seriously, Puckerman. What are you doing? It's freezing outside, you're barefoot, you're not wearing a shirt. You're going to get sick." Quinn noticed he winced, and immediately got worried. "Wait, are you okay?"
Once he landed on his back, he felt pain all over. Not the emotional shit but the physical one. He couldn't open his eyes from all the pain. He winced a lot while Quinn was talking. He knew she got the right girl by the way she was talking. Right after he heard her last question. Puck tried to respond. "You're talking a lot like my mom, did you know? And y-yeah. I'm ok." He winced again. Then his eyes opened and tilted his head to the side to look at her. "I found you." He laughed a little and winced again. "I got really scared when I didn't see you on my bed." He licked his lips and shivered.
Quinn rolled her eyes at his comment of her sounding like his mom. "Don't lie to me. You're obviously in pain." She reached out to grab his hand, but pulled her hand back, still not sure if he was mad at her. "I figured you wouldn't want me to stay after what I said." She stated with a shrug of her shoulders. Her eyes were glued to the sidewalk beneath them, and she was pulling on one of the lose strands of thread coming out from the bottom of her dress. "Can you get up? We should get you back inside." She said, completely changing the subject.
Puck was struggling to talk because each second he was lying there, breathing for him was getting harder and harder. "Q, I was upset. It wasn't really the answer I was looking forward to hear but.." He paused because his breathing is hitching. "I-I.." He couldn't continue. His face was pale, his vision was getting blurry and he had this cold feeling at his back and chest. He wanted to look at Quinn but he couldn't. It feels like something was stabbing him on the back. Little did he know, there was a stone where he landed and now it's halfway in his skin.
Quinn felt her heart break as he tried to speak. Not just because of what he was saying but it was obvious he was in a lot of pain. "Puck, come on. Sit up, maybe it'll be easier for you to breathe." Quinn tried to help him sit up, but she was obviously not as strong as the jock. "It wasn't like I said no. I just," Quinn paused, having to give herself a moment or else she would start crying again. "I-I just want you to know that once you say I do, you're stuck with me." She let out a soft, humorless laugh as she tried to help him sit up straight.
Puck tried to sit up. But before he could sit up, he heard Quinn's words and stopped. "But that's what I want to happen. That's why I want to marry you. I don't want to lose you ever again. That's why I-I came out running like this." He winced a little but tried to hide his pain. "I was scared. I even cried Q. I fucking cried." He laughed softy followed by another wince. As she helped him sit up, he was screaming out of pain and tears were rolling down his face.
Quinn couldn't help but wince back as she heard him scream. "Okay, we'll talk about it later. Are you okay?" She gave him a couple looks over to try and figure out what was wrong. As she looked down at his back, a loud gasp left her lips. "Uh Puck, you have this rock like in your back." She bit down on her lip, trying to keep herself as calm as possible.
"O-Ok." Puck tried to catch his breath. He didn't want to answer Quinn's question. We wanted to glare at her but he didn't have the energy. It was freaking obvious that he wasn't ok. Then he heard what Quinn said. His eyes suddenly opened wide. "What the fuck!" He winced. "Take it off!"
"It looks like it's pretty wedged in there, it's going to hurt." Quinn said, moving behind him to examine in the rock. "Jesus." She let out a soft sigh and placed her fingers on it, pulling it out a little not all the way. "I don't want to hurt you even more."
"What?" Puck panicked. What can he do? He has a rock on his back. Who wouldn't panic at that? "Just pull it! I'm hurt all over anyway!" He tried to breath deep.
Quinn took a deep breath, and closed her eyes. She couldn't watch herself do this. She grabbed the rock and in one swift, fast motion pulled it out from his back. When she opened her eyes, she noticed a trail of blood running down his back. Another gasp left her lips. "We need to get you home, you're bleeding now."
He screamed again after Quinn pulled the rock from his back. "Fuck!" Puck felt a little dizzy. "Ok." He said restlessly. He put one arm around Quinn and tried his best to stand up, putting a little weight on Quinn. They walked slowly towards the house. As soon as they reached the door, Quinn opened it quickly and rushed Puck to the living room. She let him lie on his chest. Puck's back was filled with blood. He could feel his warm blood flow out of the hole on his back.
After Quinn got Puck to lie down on the couch, she ran upstairs to the bathroom. She grabbed a washcloth and ran it under warm water. Once it was damp, she grabbed the bottle of peroxide and then one of the bigger bandages. She ran back down the stairs and knelt down next to Puck. "I have to clean it before I bandage you, sweetie." She popped the cap off the peroxide and poured a small amount over the hole on his back, watching it slowly start to bubble.
Puck closed his eyes shut as he felt the peroxide take effect on the hole. "Shit! Blow it! Blow it!" He wanted to cry but he was too concentrated to tell Quinn to blow the hole while it was bubbling.
"I know I know." Quinn let it bubble for another moment before she leaned down to blow on the hole. As the bubbling calmed down, she used the washcloth to wipe away any extra peroxide. "Damn Puck, the hole is pretty deep." Quinn bit down on her lip as she looked at it, really shocked at how deep it was.
He closed his eyes as soon it stopped aching. "Well it was your fault.. You were too heavy." He let out a soft laugh. He liked this. Quinn taking care of him. She can be his personal nurse with the white tight uniform with stockings and stuff. He smiled slowly as he tried to imagine her in that kind of clothing.
Quinn rolled her eyes and laughed softly. She used the wash cloth to clean up the rest of the blood on his back. "For your information I weigh just as much as I did before I got pregnant. Maybe even a little less." She said proudly. Quinn had worked hard to lose the baby weight, and was now proud to say she had. Once all the blood was off his back, Quinn opened the bandage and placed it over the hole in his back. "That's probably going to need to get changed a couple times a day for the first day or two."
"Yeah, I know. You're tinnier now." He laughed again softly. "Thanks, Quinn. But can you stay for a few days? No one will take care of me." He paused and pursed his lips. "But if you really can't, it's ok. I'll just lie here and don't move."
Quinn moved herself so her face was closer to hi. She leaned forward and placed a small kiss on his cheek. "Of course I'll stay. I'll just text my mom, ask her to bring some extra clothes. I couldn't leave you like this." Despite the fact that he was in pain, Quinn was glad she wouldn't have to go home right away.
He grinned. "Thanks, Q. But wait.." He thought of something. "You're going to tell your mom to bring extra clothes here when you told them you were at Britt's or San's?"
"Damn." Quinn paused for a moment then shrugged her shoulders. "I tell her I got a call from you that you got hurt and I came here. She'll have to deal with it." She said with another shrug of her shoulders. "At this point, I really don't care if she gets mad at me."
"Q, I care. I don't want you to get in trouble and then we won't get to see each other anymore. It's ok.. I shouldn't have asked you to stay." Puck's lips let out a deep sigh. "It's ok. Gone on home. Maybe Anna can take care of me."
"Puck, I'm not leaving you." Quinn bit down on her lip, trying to collect her thoughts. "I'll go home, get clothes tell them that either B or S got hurt at Cheerio's practice and I'm spending the week to take care of them. For the most part I have their trust. I just can't bring myself to leave you since this is my fault."
"What if they found out? What if they go to either of their houses to check up on you? No.. I'll just take care of myself. That's what I've been doing ever since my dad left." He stayed quiet for a while. "Just go on home. I'll call you if ever I need help. And don't blame yourself. I was the stupid one to ask about marriage. Just.. Go. Before they get suspicious." Puck turned his head away from Quinn. He didn't want to see her go but she had to.
Quinn felt her eyebrows pull together in confusion as she listened to Puck speak. "Why are you pushing me away? You ran outside to chase after me, and now you're pushing me away? I don't understand.." The blonde let her eyes look down, once again playing with a stray string on her dress. She knew this was because of the whole marriage thing. But he had to know she wasn't trying to tell him no. She was just scared.
Puck let out a sigh. He was clearly misunderstood, well maybe a little but there was another reason why he was letting her go home. "Come here." He looked at Quinn and extended his arm to offer his hand. She did what she was asked to. She held Puck's hand and waited. "I'm telling you to go home because I don't want you to get into trouble. I don't what them to know that you're staying in a boy's house, especially the boy that got knocked you up. I don't want them to force you not to see me again especially now that we're dating. You see what I'm trying to do now?" He looked into her eyes waiting patiently for a yes or just a nod.
Quinn looked at him, and nodded softly. She let her thumb trace small circles on the back of his hand as she shrugged her shoulders. "You're right. I know you're right. I just, I don't want to leave you. I know I sound clingy. Don't ask me in what world Quinn Fabray became clingy but when I'm with you, I don't feel so alone." Quinn let out a soft sigh as she dropped her eyes from his. She felt weak, and it wasn't like her but he made her that way and she kind of liked it. She liked how much she needed him in her life.
Puck closed his eyes. Oh men. She's sad now. I don't like it when she's sad. He frowned a little and opened his eyes again. He put his hand under Quinn's chin and lifted up her head. "Fine. You can stay. But.." He looked dead serious. "You have to coordinate with San and Britt. If ever your parents call 'em, they won't give out that you're not there with them, especially Britt. Got it?"
Quinn smiled softly at him and nodded. "I promise, I'll make sure everything goes perfect." She leaned forward and kissed him softly. "You didn't really want to get rid of me did you?" She asked, trying to lighten the mood.
Puck smiled at how her mood changed from sad to happy just because of him. "Good. And of course not. I'm just worried that if we get caught, we can't see each other anymore." He took her hand again and squeezed it.
"They can't keep me away from you." Quinn shook her head, not liking the idea of her parents trying to keep them apart. "Besides, my mom likes you. It's my dad we have to convince." She laughed softly as she thought back to the conversation she had with her mom about Puck after Beth was born. Her mom had loved the fact that Puck was there, and stayed even after everyone else left.
He scoffed softly. "Your dad is hardheaded. But I hope he changed now after getting kicked out and stuff. And I like Judy too! Not the MILF kind of way." Puck laughed when he said MILF. It was like yesterday when he called Quinn a MILF. Well maybe until now. He's having sex with her now though.
Quinn rolled her eyes at the comment of her dad and nodded. "I should hope he's changed. Otherwise I don't know why she let him back in." She laughed at his comment about her mom, and nudged him gently. "It's okay Puck, you can call her a MILF. Everyone says I look just like her." She winked at him, and squeezed his hand softly.
"Yeah, you've got a point." He nodded. "Nah. You're way, way hotter and my type." Puck winked back at her. "Baby, I'm kind of hungry. Can you cook something? If you can't let's just order take out." He half grinned at Quinn. He hasn't really tasted anything Quinn had cooked. Well hell he hasn't seen Quinn cook. He shouldn't have asked her to cook. Now he's just scared.
Quinn nodded slightly and looked at him. "Well, what are you in the mood for? I'll tell you if I can cook it or not." She said with a small wink. Quinn wasn't the world's best cook, but there was a fair share or things that she knew how to whip up. When she was younger she used to watch her mom cook and she kind of picked up a few tips here and there.
"Well uhm.. How about some chicken or mashed potatoes. I love mashed potatoes." He grinned but then it faded, worrying about Quinn alone in the kitchen. Haven't seen it and don't want it to happen. "Let's just order Chinese take out!" He smiled nervously.
Quinn pulled her hand back from his and crossed her arms over her chest. "Noah Puckerman, are you indicating that I can't cook?" She faked a hurt expression, knowing that he was probably only worried because she had never cooked for him before. She remembered how hurt she had been when he first cooked for her. Quinn freaked out because she thought he was going to burn the house down,
Puck's eyes widened as Quinn crossed her arms over her chest. "It's not that. I'm just saying I think I like noodles. Asian noodles." He grinned at her. He was actually saying the truth. He remembered Mike took him to Dim Sum and he liked the noodles there. He wasn't a fan of the salad there though. It had chicken feet. He eats chicken but not the feet. Who eats the feet? Oh right. The Asians do. He continued. "I like the thick noodles with soup. Oh! And the deep fried dumplings. Mmmm. Ok now I'm hungrier than before."
Quinn laughed with a nod. "Okay okay. We'll order Chinese." She reached into her back pocket and pulled out her phone. "You gotta tell me exactly what you want though." Quinn scrolled through her contacts looking for the closest Chinese place that would deliver. Then turned her attention back to her boyfriend waiting to see what he specifically wanted.
"Yes!" He was so excited he forgot the pain in his back. "Well I want the two kinds of dumplings. The deep fried one and the steamed one. Then I want the dry noodles. Then I want the thick noodles with soup. Yeah.. How about you?" He grinned like a fool at her. He was just so excited to eat Chinese food again because it was a long time since Mike took him to one.
Quinn smiled at his reaction. "You are completely adorable." She hit the send button on her phone, and waited for someone to pick up. "Hi, I'd like to place an order for delivery." She said into the phone. Quinn went on to recite what Puck had told her he wanted, and then went on to order herself some orange chicken, with fried rice on the side. "Okay thank you." She hung up her phone, sliding it back into her pocket before turning to look at him. "They said a half hour to 45 minutes."
Puck bit his lip while waiting for Quinn to finish the phone call. "No. Fucking. Way? NO WAY. I'm fucking hungry right now!" He furrowed his eyebrows and pouted. "I want food. I'm hungry." He buried his face to the pillow and mumbled something but Quinn can't understand caused it came out muffled.
"Aw baby." Quinn knelt in front of him and rested her hands on his shoulders. "Come on sweetie. The time will fly by." Quinn began to massage his shoulder gently. Trying to keep his mind off the fact that the food would take so long. "Just try not to think about it" She kept her fingers moving over the skin on his shoulders, gently kneading the skin.
As soon as Puck felt Quinn's hands on his shoulders, he relaxed a little. When she started massaging him, he softly moaned on the pillow. He turned his head so that Quinn can understand what he was about to say. "Harder." Puck said it almost whispering. He loves Quinn's magical hands. Their small but great, she was great at massaging.
Quinn smiled, glad to see that he was relaxing. "Whatever you say baby." She continued to let her fingers work the tensed skin on his shoulder as she applied more pressure. "You're really tensed." Which she understood, today seemed to be a roller-coaster of emotions for the both of them.
"Well my girlfriend is scared of marrying me, and then I chased after her down the street in my boxers. I had a rock wedged in my back. And the freaking Chinese food is going to take one whole hour to get here!" Then Puck took deep breaths to calm himself again. Today was seriously an emotion-filled day.
Her lips pursed together at the mention of his girlfriend being scared to marry him. She wanted to explain, but she didn't know any other way she could. It wasn't that she didn't trust him, she did. But she was scared. Not of marrying him, Quinn could already picture their marriage perfectly in her head. She was scared of what would happen after. What if he grew tired of her? What if she gained weight and couldn't control it? There were so many fears that ran through her head and she knew each of them was even more ridiculous than the first. Quinn continued to work his shoulders, still not saying a word.
Puck opened his eyes slowly and looked at her. He was waiting for a giggle, laugh or a simple response.. But there was none, not even a nod. "Hey, princess. You ok?" He was just kidding and being honest at the same time, mostly it was just a joke. But now he wished he didn't say it.
Quinn snapped out of her trance like state and looked down at him. "Huh? Yeah, I'm fine. Just thinking." She wasn't lying to him. She really was thinking. Well, more like worrying, but still. Quinn continued to work on his shoulders, letting her hands fall a little lower on his back, being careful not to brush near the hole in the wrong way, but working the skin around it, massaging out any knots that seemed to pop up.
He furrowed his eyebrows. He didn't believe her. "Come on, Q. you sure you're fine? Yeah you're hot but do you feel alright?" Then Puck felt her hands fall a little lower on his back, he moaned a little.
A soft sigh left Quinn's lips as she continued to work his back. "I just don't want you to think that I don't want to marry you. It's just..my brain..it's complicated." She wasn't really sure how she could explain herself without him thinking she was either crazy or that she didn't trust him.
"I know. You're scared. Especially with what your dad did to Judy. I understand now. I was just upset a while ago when you said it the first time. It's fine, really. Just forget that I asked that scary question." He smiled and closed his eyes again.
"But that doesn't mean I don't want to marry you. I can't picture marrying anyone else." Quinn's voice lowered at the end of her sentence, almost like she was afraid to admit it to him. She knew she shouldn't be shy around Puck, but he had the ability to turn her into this scared, clingy girl. It was intimating and amazing at the same time.
Puck opened his eyes again and slowly smiled at her last statement. I can't picture marrying anyone else. He was starting to be giddy. But then he winced as he moved wrong. "Ow!"
Almost immediately Quinn yanked her hands away from him. "What did I do?" She bit down on her lip, afraid she hurt him more than he was already in pain. "I didn't mean to, I'm sorry." She whispered.
"No, no. I-I moved wrong. Sorry. You didn't do anything. Promise." He took deep breaths and then looked at Quinn. "Thanks, Q. For everything." He half-smiled at her. "I love you. Have I said that?" He laughed softly.
With a soft smile, Quinn leaned forward and pressed her lips gently to his. "Anytime. I love taking care of you." She repositioned herself on the floor, and tucked her feet under her as she looked at him. "Hm, not in a while." She let out a soft laugh before looking at him. "I love you too. Very much."
Puck kissed back. "Well I should tell you that everyday so that you wouldn't forget." He smiled warmly at Quinn. Then the doorbell rang. "THE FOOD IS HERE!" He yelled out of nowhere.
Quinn almost fell backwards at how hard she started laughing. "You are so adorable!" She placed a soft kiss on his forehead, and stood from the floor. Quinn grabbed her wallet out of her duffel bag and went over to open the door. She paid the man, and thanked him as she took the food and went back inside. "You're going to have to try and sit up, baby." She told him, placing the bag on the floor and tossing her wallet back in her duffel bag.
When Puck saw she tossed her wallet back in her duffel bag, he furrowed his eyebrows again. "Baby, did you pay for everything? That was a lot of food. Wasn't it expensive?" He got worried. He wasn't being a gentleman. He tried getting up slowly as possible not hurting himself again.
Quinn was quick to be at his side and help him up slowly. "Just take your time." She told him softly. "Don't worry about it. My turn to treat you." Quinn didn't mind paying for the food. She didn't want to be one of those girls that expected her boyfriend to pay for everything. It wasn't fair to him.
"Thanks." As soon as Puck was sitting already, he can't stop thinking about her paying. "Baby, the food you just paid for were almost all for me. How about I pay you my part? Sounds good?" Puck didn't want to become a burden. She's taking care of her already and now paying for his meals.
Quinn went over to the bag and opened it. Hearing Puck's question she looked up at him. "How about this? I'll pay for this food, and when you're feeling better you can take me out to dinner. It'll be our first official date." She told him with a smile before looking back at the bag. "Now what do you want first?"
Puck couldn't say no to that. Their first official date. "Deal. But you have to order a lot." He smirked at her and put his hand under his chin to think. "Hmmm. I want the dry noodles first!" He clasped his hands together and bit his lower lip trying to bury his excitement for the food.
As much as he tried to hide his excitement, Quinn could hear it in his voice. She smiled and pulled the noodles from the bag. She brought it over to him, and looked around the living room. "Doesn't your mom have trays around here somewhere?"
"Gimme, gimme, gimme." Puck stretched out his arms forward to reach for the noodles. He opened it and smelled it. "Oh. It's in the closet in the kitchen. You want me to help you?"
Quinn shook her head and went off to the kitchen. "No, stay there." She walked over to the closet and pulled it open. Quinn pulled out one of the trays and brought it back to the living room. She unfolded it and set it up in front of him. "There you go." She pressed another small kiss to his forehead and sat herself back on the floor, pulling her own food out of the bag.
"Thanks, baby." Puck smiled at her. Quinn was so caring. "Why are you sitting down there? Why don't you sit with me? I want you here right beside me." He faked frowned and patted the space beside him, inviting her to come and sit.
"Aw, I'm sorry." Quinn stood from her spot on the floor, and sat on the couch next to him. "I guess I'm just scared I'm going to hurt you." She answered with a shrug, and started picking at her food.
"Nah. You can never hurt me. Well you can and I'll only get mad if you did it on purpose." He laughed and ate some noodles. "Mmmmm. So good. Want some?" Puck said with his mouth full.
"I would never hurt you on purpose." She told him. There was a sort of seriousness to her voice that showed she meant that in every possible way. Quinn looked at him, and had to bite her lip to keep from laughing. "No thank you, baby. You enjoy."
Puck heard what Quinn said seriously and looked at her. He nodded and kissed her cheek. "Why not? It's really, really good!" He shoved more noodles in his mouth.
"Because you look like you're enjoying it. And I'm perfectly happy with my chicken." Quinn continued to pick at her food, eating bits of chicken here and there. She was more content with watching Puck eat, the excitement clear on his face.
"Aw. Ok. More for me!" He grinned and ate some more. "Where are the fried dumplings?" Puck asked Quinn with some sauce around his lips.
Quinn put her food on the tray in front of him, and got up. She looked through the bag and pulled out his fried dumplings. She walked back over to him and put them down on the tray. "There you go. But you've got sauce like.. everywhere." Quinn tried to show him on herself but ended up just laughing.
"Yay! Thanks, babe. Sorry for making you stand up." He opened the bag, got one fried dumpling and shoved the whole thing in his mouth. "Where?" He asked and faced Quinn.
"Shh. I don't mind." Quinn laughed as she watched him and shook her head slightly. "Right here." She brought her finger up to wipe the cause off his face, and then licked her finger clean. "All better." She told him with a soft smile.
Puck swallowed everything in his mouth when he saw Quinn liked her finger clean. He found it sexy. Really sexy. He put the noodles on the tray and leaned towards Quinn and kissed her.
Quinn smiled as she felt his lips hit hers. She brought her arms up to gently loop around his neck as she kissed him back. Suddenly not caring about anything else except his lips on hers.
"That.. was so.. sexy." Puck said in between kisses. He slowly turned his body to face her and stroked her sides with his hands.
She tried desperately to silence the moan that she felt building, but it eventually made itself audible it even to Puck as she felt his hands on her sides. "Mm..what..was?" She questioned trying to sound as innocent as possible as she snaked her tongue out and flicked it against his bottom lip.
"Ogod." He said against Quinn's lips. She was starting to make sounds and it's turning him on. "Don't play.. innocent.. with me, Fabray." Puck slid out his tongue and met hers, trying to wrap it with his own and lure it inside his mouth.
All words left Quinn's brain as she felt his tongue meet hers. Quinn placed one of her hands on the back of his neck, trying to pull him closer to her. She moans again into his mouth as her tongue caressed his.
Puck can feel that they were both falling and clearly it was because Quinn was pulling him towards her. They soon fell down lying on the couch with Quinn at the bottom and Puck on top. He pulled back and grabbed Quinn's wrist. He took the finger she licked a while ago and put it in his mouth, sucking it as he was trying to tease her.
Quinn's eyes shot open as she felt her fingers being sucked into his mouth. A moan left her lips at the sight before her. It was incredibly sexy to see her boyfriend with her fingers in his mouth. And the feeling caused her stomach to flip. She could already feel her eyes glazing over with lust as she looked at him. "T-That's not fair."
"What?" He asked Quinn with her finger in his mouth. He really loved teasing Quinn. He's a master on how to tease her. If anyone asked him what his tricks were, he will never tell anyone. It's only for him.
His right knee was right on her core. He pushed it inside her dress and he could feel how wet she was. Puck just smirked and continued sucking her finger.
Quinn let out another moan as she felt his knee press against her. "Puck." She breathed out. He knew every little thing that turned her on and used it against her. Not that she was complaining. She loved how well he knew her, and knew everything she liked. Quinn bit down on her bottom lip to keep another moan muffled. "You're already driving me crazy.." She whispered to him.
"Really? I'm not doing anything." He tried his best as he put an innocent face even with all the moaning Quinn was doing. He brushed his knee harder between her. He took her finger out of his mouth and she gave her an evil smile. Puck put her dress up until her stomach and caressed every inch of her skin that was exposed.
Quinn's eyes rolled closed as she felt his fingers on her skin. "L-Liar." She mumbled softly, her voice pretty much gone. Another moan left Quinn's lips as she pushed her hips against his knee, begging for more friction, for more of him.
"I know." He laughed evilly and continued to pull up her dress until he took it off her. Puck felt Quinn pushed her hips against his knee. He thought it was so hot. She looked so beautiful all turned on. But Puck was a tease at heart. He pulled his knee a little further from her. He just watched and waited for her reaction.
Quinn felt heat flood her body as her dress was pulled off. She opened her eyes to look at Puck, licking her lips slightly. As his knee was pulled away from her, she whimpered softly. "Puck." She tried to move down the couch again, her core searching for the wonderful pressure that his knee had caused. "D-Don't tease." She begged softly.
Puck stared at her lips as she licked them. He couldn't control it anymore and he crashed his lips into hers. He brought back his knee on her core, brushing it harder and faster. He ran his hands all over her body: from her breasts, to her stomach, to her hips, to her thighs and back up.
Quinn kissed him so hard she was pretty sure they would both have bruises. She let her nails run down his arms, as she rocked her hips with his knee. She groaned against his lips as she tried to pull him closer to her, needed more of him already. Quinn pulled back from their kiss, her lips swollen. "Puck..I need you." She pleaded, all but begging him again for more.
He got harder when she said she needed him. His erection went up against Quinn's thigh. "B-But I don't have a condom right now." Puck said breathlessly.
A groan left Quinn's lips at his words. "A-Are there any upstairs?" She asked just as breathless as he was. She really needed him right now. He had to have a condom somewhere in his house. It was Puck for crying out loud.
"Yeah.." He was trying to catch his breath. "Room. Top drawer."
Quinn wiggled out from under him, and grabbed her dress. She threw it back on, not caring how it felt against her. She ran up the stairs and into his room, pulling open the top drawer. A laugh left her throat as she noticed just how many condoms he had. Quinn grabbed one and ran back downstairs, and tossed it to him with a smirk.
Puck landed on the sofa on his stomach while waiting for Quinn as soon as she wiggled out from under him. He pushed himself up and sat down. He took a dumpling and ate while waiting. As soon as she came back, he caught the foil and stood up. He slid down his boxers and approached Quinn. Puck took her hand and wrapped it around his length. "You put it on this time, princess."
Quinn bit down on her lips as she felt her hand wrapped around him. "Oh yes baby." She knelt down in front of him, in between his legs. Quinn let her hand run up and down his length a few times, slowly stroking him just to be a tease. She leaned forward and let her tongue run over the head.
"Wh-What?" Puck was shocked when Quinn knelt down and leaned and licked the head of his length. His breathing hitched. He threw back his head and closed his eyes shut. "Fuck, baby." He gulped a big amount of his saliva and thrusts his hips a little to her mouth.
"Oh, I was supposed to be putting on the condom, wasn't I?" She questioned softly, her lips only inches from his erection. She was all but positive that he could feel her breath against him. "My bad." She said as she looked up at him as innocently as possible. Quinn tore the foil open, and slowly rolled it onto him.
"Shit, Fabray." He was fully aware he was being teased by his girlfriend. He tried to breathe deep and calm himself but then he felt her breath on him. That's where he goes crazy. After she rolled the condom on him, he lifted her up and kissed her deep. He pinned her to the nearest wall. "You better be ready to get fucked. I'm gonna fuck you so hard your mind will go blank." Puck said in between kisses. He ripped off her dress and her panties off. He rubbed himself on her entrance, teasing her.
Quinn moaned against his lips as he kissed her deeply. And she couldn't stop the second moan that followed right after it as he spoke. "Don't make promises you can't keep Puckerman." She teased him with a wink. When she felt him at her entrance, Quinn tried to push her hips down on him, but couldn't seem to get him to enter her. "Stop teasing me, and fuck me already." She told him, as she looked at him. Her eyes fully glazed over with lust.
"I thought you said I shouldn't make promises I can't keep.." Puck teased her more by sliding the head in her then pulling it back again to rub it on her entrance. He unclamped Quinn's bra and waited for her response.
"Oh my God." Quinn let out a deep groan as she felt Puck continue to tease her. "Noah." She breathed out in a half moan. "Please, don't make me beg." Quinn was willing to beg at this point, she just needed to feel him, all of him.
Puck kissed her and then made his way to her ear. "Beg." He licked then nibbled on her earlobe while grinding on her core.
Quinn let her eyes roll closed as she heard his voice in her ear. "Puck, please. I need to feel you inside me, stretching me. It feels so fucking good. I'm so wet for you." Quinn grabbed his hand and placed it on her core, letting him feel exactly what she was talking about. "Please." She moaned softly.
Puck felt her wetness. "Oh fuck. Fabray.." He took their hands away from her core and slammed himself right in her. He groaned. "You're so warm!" He thrusts fast in her, not even caring if his back was in pain. He didn't even feel it over the pleasure he was feeling. "Yeah, yeah, yeah.."
Quinn tossed her head back as best she could against the wall as he slammed into her. "Fuck." She moaned out, and lifted a leg to wrap around his waist. Her nails were digging into his arms, and she had to bite down on her lip to hold back a scream. "Oh God Puck." She felt like she was being ripped in half in the best possible way, as her walls stretched around him, causing a groan to leave her throat.
"Like it?" He groaned and caressed her leg that was around him. Puck whispered in her ear again. "What else do you want me to do to you, baby? Tell me." Then he arched her back so that he can bury his face on her breasts. "Nipples. Hard. Fuck yeah." He licked her nipple fast.
Quinn moaned again hearing his voice in her ear. "I..I.." She couldn't seem to form a full sentence. Feeling his tongue against her nipples Quinn dug her nails a little harder into his arms. "Jesus, Puck." His name rolled off her tongue and turned into another moan. Quinn shifted her hips, pushing them further into him, causing him to slam into her deeper.
Puck winced a little as Quinn dug her nails harder in his arms. He went back to her mouth as she shifter her hips. "So that's what you want, huh?" He pounded her against the wall. Making that thump sound every time he pushes himself in her. "Fuckkk! I'm getting hard in you.." He breathed out on her face and kissed her.
Quinn moved her hands from his arms, to wrap around his neck. She kissed him back hungrily, her tongue wasting no time pushing through his lips to run along his. Moans were spilling out of her throat into his mouth against her will as he slammed into her. She mumbled the word harder against his lips as she continued to let her tongue wrestle with his.
Puck's eyes grew bigger as she felt her tongue came in his mouth. He opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue and licked ever inch of the inside of her mouth. He could taste the chicken that she just ate. She tasted good. So good. The sounds that she was releasing on his mouth were making him want to him slam into her harder. And that's what he did. With the help of his hands on her ass, he slams himself into her and pulling her to him all at the same time. It helped him get in her faster and deeper.
Quinn pulled her swollen lips away from Puck's as she found herself out of breath. It only caused more moans to leave her as Puck continued to slam into her. "Oh God baby, right there." She moaned breathlessly. Quinn let her head fall against his shoulder, and bit down on the skin there, not hard but enough to leave a mark.
"Here?" As soon as Quinn nodded. He pounded on that spot in her. Puck pounded fast, hard and deep. He was about to cum but he wanted to wait for his girlfriend. He groaned every time he pounded on her. The thump sounds on the wall got louder and louder every single time. He whispered breathlessly on Quinn's ear. "Fucking cum, baby. I'll lick you off clean and suck you dry."
The second Quinn heard his words against her ear, she moaned out his name. Her orgasm ripped through her body, and she shook slightly in his arms. Each wave of pleasure that crashed over her, Quinn moaned out his name. She could feel her walls contracting around him, her juices slipping out around him and running down her leg slightly.
As soon as Puck felt her walls contracting, he still continued and went as fast as he can. He heard her moaned his name differently. He gave a pound on her deep and hard and came right after her, growling her name on her ear. He could feel her juices dripping from her. "That was amazing, baby." He said in between breaths and holding her up.
Quinn slowly came down from her high as she heard Puck's voice. "W-Wow, babe." She couldn't think of anything else to describe what just happened between them. It seemed every time they were together it got more and more intense, and amazing. She couldn't deny every time with him was better than the last. "I love you." She said softly, still a little breathless as she looked up at him.
"Wow is.. the only thing.. you can say?" He laughed a little. His dream was almost coming true. Truck? Check. Kitchen? Check. Living room? Check. He wonders where the next one will be because he couldn't wait to top what just happened. "I love you.. more and more." He looked into her eyes and kissed her lips softly. "So what do you say about me being your cleaning crew for down there?" He smirked.
"Yeah..you've left me speechless." Quinn laughed softly. She couldn't believe how many different places they had done it in the past 2 days. It was kind of amazing. Quinn couldn't stop the soft moan that left her throat at his question. She didn't say a word and simply nodded her head over and over again. Her eyes sparkling at the thought of him cleaning her.
The nod she gave was really inviting him to do it as a regular thing every single time after they have sex. Puck slid himself out and knelt down in front of her. He spread her legs and went under Quinn. He licked her thighs first because she was dripping a while ago. And then after she cleaned her thighs, he licked the length of her entrance slowly. Oh wow. She tastes so good. It's like I'm drinking drugs. I need more.He thought so he slid his tongue in her and could feel all her juice so sticky and warm. He scooped it out her and swallowed. He went back in and just stuck his tongue in her.
Quinn watched as Puck slid down to his knees in front of her. Her breath stopped in her throat as she watched him. "Mm, Puck." Yet another moan left her lips. He knew exactly how to please her, in every way. Quinn bit down on lip as her eyes rolled closed. They had grown too heavy for her to keep open. As Quinn tried to keep her moans and pleas quiet, she let her hand fall to the top of his head, keeping his head in place.
As soon as he scooped out her thick juices, he started sucking on her. He loved sucking on her. The way Quinn moved her body every time Puck sucked. It was so amusing to watch her.
Quinn couldn't help but push her hips against his face. The way he sucked her was incredible. Quinn let out another moan as she looked down at him. "I-If you keep that up..I-I might come again." She mumbled, breathlessly.
When Puck heard Quinn's words, he sucked harder that it made sounds. Then we would insert is tongue once in a while. "Cum!" He screamed in her.
Quinn's breathing stopped for a moment. She bit down on her bottom lip hard as her second orgasm ripped through her body. "Puck!" She moaned out his name as she tried to keep herself standing, each wave of pleasure getting stronger.
Once Quinn came again, he caught all her juices with his mouth. "Mmmmm. I could drink you all day." Puck said against her core. Puck sucked her remaining juices when he heard something outside. "Babe.. Did you hear that?"
Quinn opened her eyes and looked down at Puck. "You're amazing." She said with a smile. Quinn shook her head. "No, why?" Just as she spoke, Quinn heard the front door open. Her head turned in shock to see Anna walk through the front door.
"OHSHIT." He quickly got three throw pillows and gave two to Quinn. "Hey, Anna. Why are you home so early?" Puck said normally like Anna stepped in a scene like this already, which she did actually. "Oh. Hi, Puck. Hi Quinn. I got really tired already so Stacey's mom dropped me off." Anna looked at them closely. "Good thing I didn't ask her to come in." She threw herself on the couch and turned on the TV ignoring Puck and Quinn.
Quinn felt her jaw hit the floor as soon as she saw Anna. This can't be happening, this can't be happening. It wasn't the first time, but Quinn swore it would never happen again. She felt her face get hot as Anna looked at them, and she pretty much wanted to die. "Oh good God." She mumbled more to herself than to Anna and Puck. "I-I'm going to go get changed." Quinn threw the dress over her, and grabbed her duffel bag, running upstairs.
Puck couldn't stop laughing at Quinn's reaction. "Alright. But don't be too long, baby." He spoke loud for her to hear him then Puck took his boxers and out it on with the pillow still in place on his private part. He sat right next to Anna and ate his noodles again.
Anna saw his big patch on his back. "What happened to you?" He touched it and gasped at what she revealed. "Puck! Why is is hollow? I didn't feel any skin!" She panicked. Puck just winced. "Why did you do that? It hurts. There was a rock that got wedged in there. But Quinn took care of me so it's all good. "Yeah, she really did take care of you. Mhmm." Puck just smirked as he continued to eat.
Quinn wasn't entirely sure why she was embarrassed. Anna had walked in on them before and even now she was totally cool with it. Quinn looked at herself in the mirror, yep she looked like she just got her world rocked. She reached up and ran her fingers through her hair to calm down any fly aways, and to remove any knots. Quinn then stepped out of the dress, folding it and putting it back in her duffel. Instead she slid on a clean pair of panties & fresh bra, and then slipped into her favorite pair of yoga pants followed by a black tank top. Once the blush was out of her cheeks, Quinn made her way back downstairs. She had dropped her bag off in Puck's room.
When Quinn went down from the stairs, he quickly patted the space beside him and continued to eat. He was hungry way before the sex so now he's hungrier. As Quinn sat down, he gave her the chicken. "Finish it, babe. It smells good." He smiled at her and acted pretty normal. Anna looked at Quinn behind Puck's back. He pointed at the patch on his back and mouthed 'What happened?'
Quinn nodded at him with a smile, and pushed her chicken around in the container. All her hungry was pretty much gone after being embarrassed. When Quinn saw Anna out of the corner of her eye, she turned to the younger girl and mouthed 'Long story.' She gave the girl a look that promised she would tell her later.
"Hey, Anna. It's pretty late. You should go and sleep now. You said you were tired right?" Puck said still eating his noodles and dumplings. "Why? So you guys could do what you were doing a while ago?" Anna giggled and stood up. "Good night, you guys. Don't be up all night." She giggled again and went up to her room, yawning loudly. Puck just laughed at Anna's comments and looked at Quinn. "You ok, babe?" He tried not to laugh because he knew how embarrassed Quinn was.
Quinn was glad she had decided against eating her chicken because she was pretty sure if she had a piece in her mouth she would have choked on it at Anna's words. She watched as the little girl disappeared up the stairs, and just stared at the stairs after. When she heard Puck's voice, she turned back to look at him, the embarrassment and shock still on her face. "I. She. We." Quinn just let out a sigh and fell back against the couch with her eyes closed. It was obvious she wasn't going to forming a sentence anytime soon.
Puck pursed his lips as he watched her until she fell back against the couch. He put down his food on the tray and took her hand. "It's ok, baby. She considers you as her older sister already. Don't be embarrassed. If you can't stop being embarrassed.. I'll erase her memory if you want." Puck laughed and thought if he could do that he would've done that a long time ago. He caressed Quinn's hand with his other hand.
"Her older sister..that sleeps with her brother? Oh that's just so wrong!" Quinn covered her face with her hands but it was clear she was laughing behind them. She felt Puck grab her hand, and she brought her eyes to look at him. "I wish you could." She laughed again before shaking her head. "It's fine, I'll deal with it." Quinn leaned forward and placed a small kiss on his cheek. "I love you."
"Well we are both hot, so I have no problem with the incest thing." Puck said laughing as Quinn covered her face, obviously laughing also. "That's good. You can deal with anything and anyone. Duh. You're Quinn fucking Fabray. Right?" After Quinn gave him a small kiss on his cheek, Puck gave her a big wet kiss on the lips. "I love you too." He smirked and continued to watch TV. "So, what do you want to do tomorrow?" He asked as he finished his noodles.
"How about we actually go to school and stay the full day?" Quinn asked with a small laugh. "Besides, I think Coach is close to giving Santana back the head cheerleader position." There was a scowl on the blonde's face at the thought but she quickly shook her head clear. "And we can't have that, can we?" Quinn stood for a moment, then sat back down and tucked her legs under her as she watched her boyfriend eat.
"Well I really can't go to school, can I?" Puck pointed at his back and raised his eyebrow at Quinn. "And I didn't force you to stay with me. You can go to school, you know. You can even take my truck if you want." He stood up and got the other bags of food and sat back down on his seat.
"School wouldn't be the same without you. And what if I run into Sam? I don't think I could handle that without you. I'll talk to Coach Sylvester." Quinn smiled as she watched him. "You're really enjoying your Chinese food aren't you?" She asked him with a soft laugh.
Puck sighed softly. His girlfriend made a lot of sacrifices for him, why can't he? "You don't need to talk to Sylvester.. I'll go to school tomorrow with you." He said not looking at Quinn and he ate the other kind of dumpling. "And hell yeah, it's so freaking good. Now I know why Chang loves to go to DimSum." He laughed a little as he was watching TV.
Quinn sighed and shook her head. "No, you're staying here tomorrow. I'm going to talk to Coach Sylvester and then coming back here." Her voice was stern, but there was a smile on her face. "You're hurt, you clearly can't go to school." Quinn shrugged her shoulders as she watched him. "DimSum is a pretty cool place. But it's no Breadstix." She teased with another laugh.
Puck looked at Quinn seriously. "Look. We are going to school tomorrow. I'm fine. We had sex and did I get hurt? No. So we'll go to school, you'll go to Cheerios practice and be the best damn cheerleader I know you are." He didn't want to become the reason again for Quinn not to be the cheerleader. He did that to her already and he doesn't want her to go to Coach Sylvester's office and get scolded again about stupid boys, him. "And that's final, Fabray."
Quinn nodded at her boyfriend and continued to lean back in her seat. "Fine." She folded her arms over her chest, and turned her attention to the TV in front of her. Her attention wasn't really on the tv, it was more in her brain a thousand thoughts swarming around at once. The blonde bit down on her bottom lip as she tried to keep her face as neutral as possible.
Puck was surprised the blond didn't talk back or tried to fight for what she wanted. So he turned his head to look at Quinn over his shoulders and saw her biting her lip. He knows something is up but he doesn't know specifically. He turned his head back to the television and continued eating. "What's wrong?"
Quinn was so lost in her own thoughts that she didn't even hear Puck's voice. Her eyes were still glued to the TV, but instead her eyes were showing her the scene taking place in her head. The scene she had been dreading since the idea popped into her head. The one she wasn't sure she could tell anyone. The blond continued to chew on her bottom lip so hard, she swore she could taste blood but made no move to check.
Puck noticed Quinn wasn't responding to him. He turned his whole body to face Quinn. "Babe." He said waiting for her to look at him, but she didn't move. "Quinn." Still no response. He was getting worried. So he leaned closer and grabbed her arm and shook her. "Quinn Fabray!" Once his girlfriend faced him, he saw her bottom lip was swollen. "What the hell is happening to you?" Puck raised his voice a little. He was really concerned.
"Huh? What?" Quinn finally turned her attention to Puck, pulling herself from her thoughts. She let her tongue run across her bottom lip and winced as she tasted blood. "I was thinking, I'm sorry." Quinn felt herself starting to stare into empty space again, and before she could stop herself her thoughts sucked her back in. And her bottom lip was back under her teeth, causing the cut she had created to become a little bigger.
Puck noticed she was biting her lip again. "Baby, you got to stop doing that." He leaned towards her and kissed her, trying to break her from biting her lip. He stuck his tongue out and tried to release her bottom lip from her teeth and tasted blood. "Fuck. Fabray, you're bleeding. Stop it!" He sucked and licked on her bottom lip to clean it. "What are you thinking about? Tell me." He asked while his face was still in front of hers.
Quinn snapped out of her own little world for a second time. She brought her finger up to run along her bottom lip. She pulled it back, and saw that there was indeed blood on it. "It's not that bad." When she heard his question, Quinn brought her eyes to meet with his. "Just stuff. School, the Cheerios." She nodded as she tried not to get lost back into her own world once again. To prove to Puck it wasn't a big deal.
"Ok. If you say so.." Puck wasn't mad or anything. He went back to his happy eating of Chinese food. "Wanna sleep already or something? You might be tired." He shoved two dumplings in his mouth and switched the channel to wrestling.
A soft sigh left her lips when Puck didn't seem to be mad about her not telling him the full details of her thoughts. But as he went back to eating his Chinese food, Quinn was dragged in again by her thoughts. They were like haunting her or something, it was horrible. She couldn't keep her focus. Even when Puck spoke to her and changed the channel to wrestling-something she would have normally complained about- Quinn stayed lost in her world.
Ok. There was definitely something wrong with Quinn. She usually complains about him changing the channel to wrestling. He's got to do something to distract her from her thoughts. So Puck slowly moved his hand closer to Quinn's legs. He put it in between her thighs and let it run up and down.
Every thought that Quinn might have had left her brain as she felt Puck's hand between her thighs. She looked up at him with a small smirk on her lips. "What are you doing?" She asked trying to sound as innocent as possible. Her eyes shot over to the TV for a moment as she rolled her eyes. "Wrestling? Really, Puckerman?"
He didn't say anything. He just continued to move his hand up and down between her thighs while 'watching' the television. Puck poked her core with two fingers and went back to caressing. He waited for her reaction and ate a dumpling using his free hand.
"Wh-what are you doing?" She tried to ask again, but her voice was only a breathless whisper. As his fingers poked her core, a soft moan left the blonde's lips. "Puck." She whispered to him, not being the one trying to get his attention.
Don't want to pay attention to me huh? Puck continued to poke Quinn's core until he heard her moan out his name. He smirked to himself. Totally caught your attention. He thought and with that, Puck took his hand away like nothing happened.
AN: Next chapter, more smut? More smut ;)