AN:So I lied. It has a lot of drama, a little bit of comedy and it totally has QUICK SMUT, which we all love. :D
I do not own Glee, the characters or anything. I just want to share our love for Quick.
Puck took Quinn's duffel bag and put it on her lap as soon as she hopped in on his truck. He took a minute to register in his mind that where they were about to go. He gave Quinn her duffel bag went in on the side of his truck. He released a deep sigh as he turned on the engine and looked at her before releasing the break. The drive over to Quinn's house was silent. Puck didn't know what to say except he was really sad that she has to go home. Before he knew it, he pulled over in front of her house and still stayed silent.
Quinn knew from the moment school let out that the car ride back to her house was going to be hard. She had spent this amazing week with him, and now she had to go home. How could that not be hard? Quinn looked out the window in silence through the whole ride. She didn't know what to say to Puck. It was obvious neither of them wanted her to go home, but her parents were ready to kill her, saying that Brittany or Santana couldn't have been in that much pain. When they pulled up at her house, Quinn turned to look at him and sighed softly. "Is it silly if I say I don't want to get out?
A soft laugh came out from Puck's lips before he looked at Quinn and shook his head. He took her hand. "You don't have to go, you know. There's another home that's open and waiting for you." He squeezed onto her hand and stroked the back of her hand with his thumb.
She laughed softly as she squeezed his hand back. "I know I'd love to go there. But my parents are ready to kill me." A soft sigh left her lips as she looked back at her house. She wasn't sure if it was the fact that her dad was there or if it was just because she didn't want to leave Puck, but something about her house didn't look like home anymore.
"Well I don't want that to happen." Puck laughed softly again and let go of her hand before going out of the truck. He ran to the other side, where Quinn was, and opened her door. Puck lifted her out of the car and closed the door. "Come on." He took Quinn's hand and pulled her to her house. Puck let Quinn open the door and went in with her.
Quinn gripped Puck's hand as she opened the door. "Mom? D-Dad?" She couldn't stop her voice from cracking when she said the word dad. She still wasn't over it but she knew if she was going to re-introduce her parents to Puck as her boyfriend, she was going to have to get over it. But there was no answer. She sighed and turned to Puck. "They must be at work or something."
Puck looked around while Quinn tried to call them over. "Oh." He was a little disappointed because he thought he was ready to face them at that moment. "I guess we're alone." Puck looked at her and quirked his eyebrows. He laughed a little at Quinn's expression.
"Baby!" Quinn nudged him playfully as she closed the door behind them. She turned her head towards the steps, swearing that she heard something. "Did you hear that?" She questioned as she turned back to look at him. Quinn shook her head, and then grabbed his hand. "Come on." She pulled him towards the stairs that lead upstairs.
"What?" Puck froze and tried to hear what Quinn heard. "I don't hear anything!" He furrowed his eyebrows and got pulled upstairs by Quinn. "Don't tell me there's a robber here?" Puck stopped her and went in front of Quinn, and then he whispered to her. "I swear to god, Q. If something happens to you, I'll die." He continued to climb the stairs slowly, pulling her with him.
Quinn rolled her eyes and shook her head. "It didn't sound like a robber. It sounded like.." She let her sentence run off as she swore she heard the sound again. "There!" She whispered to him. "You didn't hear that?" She knew she sounded crazy, but she swore she heard something. Quinn shook her head and tightened her grip on Puck's hand. "It's probably nothing."
"Fuck, Q. I really don't hear anything!" Puck tried to talk as quietly as he can. "Wait. You're saying it's probably nothing but you tighten your grip and hear these sounds that I don't even hear? You crazy, woman?" He pulled her down to sit on the floor. "This could be a robber. I'm telling you, your house is nice. This could be a great deal to rob." He cocked his head along the railings and saw a shadow. "What the fuck." He bent down and looked at Quinn. "There are fucking people."
"Puck just shut up!" She whispered to him as she sat on the floor. Quinn watched as she saw the same shadow he did. She heard the faint sound of someone giggling, but the giggle quickly changed into something deeper, something more sexual. "Oh no." Quinn whispered to him as she almost instantly put two and two together. "It's definitely not a robber." She told him, very voice barely even audible to her own ears.
"Holy shit…" Puck stared at Quinn with his mouth dropped open and trying to breathe normal. "Quinn.." He blinked a few times at her. "Are your parents fucking upstairs?" Puck pursed his lips, trying to hold back his laugh. But then he realized something. "Damn.. Judy." He tilted his head to the side and a smile crept up his face, daydreaming about Quinn's mom.
Quinn simply nodded to his question, afraid to let her eyes drift towards the stairs. Instead she turned her attention to her boyfriend next to her, her mouth falling open in shock. "Oh you're disgusting!" She smacked his chest, not hard, but enough for him to feel. "Can you please stop drooling over my mother and help me figure out what we're going to do now?" Quinn was truly horrific, and to make matters even worse her boyfriend was sitting there, having a wet daydream about her mother.
"Ow." Puck snapped out of his daydream and winced. He rubbed the area on his chest where Quinn smacked him. Puck was thinking while he rubbed his chest. "Hmmm." His face lightened up and looked at Quinn evilly. "Well.." He smirked and raised an eyebrow at the same time. Puck leaned towards her and grabbed her arm and pulled her towards him, making her stumble on him. "We could do what they're doing now." Puck smirked and rubbed his fingers on her core.
Quinn was shocked at his answer, but over all just weirded out by the situation. "Puck!" She pulled herself away from him shaking her head. "Not here, and not now. It's just too weird." Quinn almost gagged at the noises that were coming out of her parent's room. "Oh dear Lord, this is so gross." She shook her head and started going back down the stairs. "C-Can we please?"
Puck snickered at Quinn's reaction. "I was just playing with you, baby." He stood up and followed her downstairs. He put his arm over Quinn's shoulders and kissed her forehead. "Ok, ok. Where do you want to go? I'll take you there." Puck looked down at his girlfriend who looked terrified at what's happening. He pulled her outside the house and shut the door close behind them.
Once they were outside, Quinn shook her head multiple times, trying to erase the noises from her memory. "God, that was the most horrific thing I've ever heard." She brought her fingers up to rub her temples for a moment because looking back up at him. "Uh, I don't care where we go actually." Quinn fixed her pony, and smiled softly. She didn't care that she was still in her Cheerio's uniform, she didn't care about anything but getting as far away from the house as possible.
Puck helped her rub her temples. He massaged Quinn's shoulders too, feeling the tension that her parents gave her. "Let's go and get some ice cream. My treat." Puck smiled at her and without waiting for her answer he pulled her to his truck and made her go in. He went in on his side and drove off to the nearest ice cream parlor.
Quinn was truly thankful for Puck. If he had been any other guy he would have just dropped her off at the house and left and then she would be stuck there listening to her parents going at it. She was already sure she would haunted by the noises she already heard, she couldn't imagine having to listen to more. When they pulled up to the closest ice cream parlor, Quinn let herself out and when Puck came around to her side, she grabbed his hand lacing their fingers together. "Thank you for this."
Puck ran to her side and she grabbed his hand laced their fingers together. "No problem, babe. He placed a small kiss on her cheek and went inside the ice cream parlor. Puck approached the counter and faced Quinn. "Strawberry flavor with sprinkles?" He smiled at her while saying her favorite. "Or you want some banana split right now? He furrowed his eyes as he thought that Quinn was a little disturbed so maybe she wanted chocolate.
Quinn smiled and looked up at the flavors. Her smile grew a little wider when she heard Puck suggest her favor. "You remembered." She whispered softly looking up at him. Quinn perched herself on her tip toes and kissed his cheek softly. "Only if you'll split the banana split with me." She told him with a soft laugh. "There's no way I can finish it by myself."
"Of course, I did!" Puck said proudly and received a kiss on the cheek from her. "Sure. I'll split the banana split with you." He laughed a little louder than Quinn, realizing they were both saying split twice. "Ok. I'll order for us and you find a seat somewhere there." He pointed out the spot where people don't sit much, but then he froze and furrowed his eyebrows as he tilted his head to the side. "What the fuck.."
"Yay." She smiled softly and went to go find where he had pointed until she saw his face change. Her vision didn't follow his, but instead stayed on his face. "Baby? What's wrong?" She placed her hand on his arm, trying to get his attention. But it so far wasn't working. "Puck." She shook his arm gently, but he was still focused.
Puck finally spoke, but without looking at his girlfriend. "Mom? Anna?" He said a little frustrated. "What the.." Puck approached them grabbing Quinn's arm, pulling her with him. "What the hell are you two doing here?" He said as they finally reached their table.
"Well hello there, Noah." His mom smiled at him and tilted her head a little to see Quinn. "Hi, Quinn." She waved a little at her. "Quinn?" Anna jumped up a little with ice cream all over her mouth.
Quinn felt herself tense slightly at his words. Mom. His mom. Oh dear Lord. The last time Quinn had actually spoken to Puck's mom she was pregnant, right before she moved out to Mercedes. She sucked in a deep breath, and turned to follow him over to the table. Quinn pulled a smile onto her face, instantly feel her cheeks go warm, this was ridiculous she should not be nervous. "Hello Mrs. Puckerman." She said with a smile, and a short wave.
Quinn waved at the little girl on the other side of the table, and tried to hold in a giggle. That little girl was too adorable. "Hi, Anna."
"What the hell are you guys doing here? Aren't you supposed to be at work?" Puck pointed at his mother. "So what are you both doing here? Having a date?" His mom asked, trying to change the subject and gave a teasing smile at Quinn. Puck was really confused. His eyebrows are fully furrowed and couldn't believe that his mom wouldn't tell him what was going on. He gave up. "Whatever." He looked at Quinn a little furious. "If you wanna table with them, I'm not sitting with you." He walked away and went back to the counter to order.
Quinn raised her eyebrow at Puck. She wasn't exactly sure what he was so mad about. She looked back at his mom and Anna, an apologetic look written across her face. "I am so sorry, Mrs. Puckerman. I'm going to go check on him." His mom seemed to understand and nodded at her. Quinn turned on her heels and walked back over to him. She grabbed his arm gently and whispered up to him. "What the hell is your problem?"
Puck ordered a banana split and two scoops of rocky road in a big waffle cone, just in case Quinn wanted to sit with his mom and sister. He ignored her question. "So where are you sitting?" He said while paying the lady behind the counter, that was flirting with him but he was too frustrated to notice. He took the waffle cone in his hand and started to lick the ice cream. He had the banana split in his other hand with two spoons on it. Puck just stared at her while he was licking, waiting for her decision.
Quinn pretty much swore if looks could kill than the look she was giving the girl behind the counter would have killed her right on the spot. And had Puck's mom not been sitting so close, Quinn probably would have flipped her lid, but instead she just grabbed Puck and pulled him over to one of the tables. She sat down across from him, the glare she had been giving said girl still on her face. "Want to tell me what your issue is?" She asked him coldly.
Puck got taken aback with the way she was staring at him. "Uhm. Why do you look so mad?" He pushed the banana split to her and scooped some ice cream then fed it to her. When Quinn didn't open her mouth to eat the ice cream, he furrowed his eyebrows again. "Baby, shouldn't I be the one who's supposed to be mad right now?" Puck put the spoon down and ran his fingers on her cheek. "What's wrong?" He didn't know why he felt so much better that he had his ice cream. He continued to lick on his ice cream as he waited for her expression to soften.
"Gee I don't know, Puckerman." Quinn couldn't remember the last time she had said his last name like that, but it was a dead giveaway that the Cheerio was pissed. "It could have something to do with the girl behind the counter flirting with you. Not like she stands a chance. Or it could have something to do with the fact that you keep ignoring my question about what the hell your problem is?" Her eyes were still hard, and her voice was just as cold. If there was one thing Quinn hated it was being ignored. "So are you going to finally explain why it's such a big deal that your mom is here with Anna?"
Puck was getting scared. The last time that Quinn said his last name was when they were having sex. And he clearly can tell the difference in their tone. "What girl?" Puck looked back and saw the girl behind the counter who was staring at him. He looked back at Quinn and shook his head. "I just noticed her now." Puck said monotonically. "If I told you the reason will there be a difference? Just eating your fucking ice cream. It's melting.."
"Excuse you?" Quinn rolled her eyes and pushed herself away from the table. She stood up and looked down at him. "You know what Puck, you eat the ice cream, or better yet." She picked up the ice cream that sat in front of him and without a second of thinking she turned it upside and dumped it on his head. Quinn put the bowl down, and smiled at him before turning on her heels again and walking out the ice cream parlor, not caring that she just covered her boyfriend in ice cream right in front of his mother.
Everyone in the store gasped at a girl dumping a banana split on her boyfriend's head, Puck's head. It felt worse than a slushie. Puck's eyes shot wide open and was flaming angry at what Quinn did. He tossed the plastic container on the wall and scooped off the ice cream then spat it on the table. "Honey, are you ok?" His mother asked while his sister was laughing at him. "Don't talk to me!" Puck pointed at the table where Anna and his mother where. "And you shut the fuck up, little kid!" He threw the waffle cone on the wall too, stood up and stormed out of the shop.
Quinn was getting her duffel bag out of his truck and slammed the door closed. Puck caught her and pushed her against the truck, with his weight on her so that she couldn't run away from him. Her back against his chest. "What the fuck is wrong with you!" He yelled at her.
Quinn ran off to grab her duffel bag, but just as she slammed the door of Puck's truck closed, she felt her body being shoved against the truck. She turned her head so her cheek was resting against the door, as she looked at him from the corner of her eye. "Puckerman! Get off me right now!" She tried her hardest to push him away but it was extremely difficult with her back to him. "Puck!" She could feel it get slightly harder to breath as he crushed her chest against the truck. "Me? What's wrong with you?" She asked, her voice cracking as she gasped slightly for air.
Puck didn't listen to her. He stayed still and kept her against the truck. "Why did you do that huh? What did you fucking dumped ice cream on my head? You're fucking crazy!" He didn't pay attention to the fact that her voice was cracking due to the lack of air. "You wanna be badass? Huh?" Puck turned her around so their fronts are now against each other. He ran his head with ice cream on Quinn's face, leaving some ice cream on her. "You want some ice cream, huh? Or maybe you want another banana too!" Puck pushed himself on her core. He didn't care that people could see them, even his mom, but he pushed really hard that the truck was moving a little. "Damn you, Fabray!"
Quinn gasped for air as he spun her around. She was able to breathe better, but a loud gasp left her as he covered her face with the same ice cream she had dumped on him. "Noah!" She screamed at him, but when she felt his groin against her core, she shoved him. At first he didn't budge, but Quinn gathered as much strength as she could and shoved him harder. He didn't go far, but she was able to get him further away from him. "What the hell is the matter with you, Puckerman?" She couldn't believe him. First he ignores her questions, now he's trying to feel her up right outside the ice cream parlor where his mother could clearly see them. "You're a pig." She spat at him, as she picked up her duffel bag with every intention to walk home.
"I've always been a pig, Fabray!" Puck was a little surprised that Quinn had the strength to push him away from her. "You're gonna walk home? You're gonna go home to the house where you parents are fucking each other?" He was really pissed. He didn't understand why Quinn was acting that way. "What? You're gonna leave me? You don't want to marry me anymore?" He grabbed her arm and pulled her near him. "WHY DON'T YOU JUST FUCKING SPEAK TO ME?"
"Do. Not. Touch. Me. Puckerman." Quinn made sure to pronounce every word clearly as she pulled her arm away from him. "Why don't I speak to you? I was trying to speak to you and you thought it was best to just ignore my question! So as of right now, I'm done talking to you." Quinn pushed him back against slightly, and started to walk. After a few steps she turned back to look at him. "And for the record, if you're going to be like this because I asked you a simple question, no I'm not sure I do want to marry you!"
Puck didn't say a single word after she said 'I don't want to marry you!' It was like his heart got shattered into a million pieces all over again. He doesn't care if she's mad at her but he thought if she was going to go home, he doesn't want her to walk. Puck stood there for a minute then ran after Quinn. When he caught up with her, he carried her with her stomach on his shoulder and she was hanging at his back. His arms around her thighs to keep her on him and not fall. He didn't say a word and went back to the truck.
Quinn started her walk, trying to wipe off as much of the ice cream off her face as possible. She felt herself being lifted off the ground and let out a yelp. "Puckerman! Puckerman, you put me down this instant" Quinn kicked her legs wildly, and but never punched his back. She wasn't that big of a bitch, and she knew his back was probably still hurting. She groaned as he placed her in the truck, and went around to the driver's side. "What are you doing? I have legs, I can walk you know."
Puck kept quiet. He didn't look at her, he didn't speak to her, he didn't even touch her after putting her inside the truck. He went to the driver's side and hopped in. He buckled her seatbelt but didn't do his. He started the engine and looked at her mother through the glass windows. Puck just nodded at her and started to drive all the way to her house. As soon as they arrived at Quinn's house, he waited for her to go out of his truck. His hands were still on the stirring wheel and he was facing in front. He didn't move a muscle, he even had a pokerface on.
Quinn crossed her arms over her chest as he drove. He looked completely emotionless. When they pulled up to her house, she turned to look at him. He wasn't looking at her, just staring straight ahead waiting for her to get out of the truck. She didn't say a word, just unbuckled her seat belt, and opened the door. After climbing out and grabbing her duffel bag, Quinn looked up at him to see that he still wasn't looking at her. "T-Thank you. For the ride."
Puck remained his gaze in front as he waited for the slam of the door. He didn't look at Quinn, not even one peak. He didn't say a word as well. When the door was still not closed, he bent to the side and closed the door himself. Puck released the break and drove off without any warning or even waiting for Quinn to get in. He just really wanted to go home.
PUCK TEXTS QUINN
P: Hey... Didn't see you at school.
Q: Didn't go.
P: Why not?
Q: Didn't sleep much.
P: Why?
Q: Did you totally block out what happened between us last night? Because it kind of kept me up all night.
P: Who can forget that? Even mom can't stop talking to me last night about it. Usually I fall asleep when she talks, but this time was.. different. And why did it kept you up all night? Laughing at the thought of you dumping the banana split on me?
Q: Seriously? No, mortified at the look on your face when you drove off.
P: Mortified? Why?
Q: You didn't see the look on your face. You looked like I just shot you or something.
P: I'm not sure about that shot but I am hurt..
Q: Why?
P: Maybe you said something that I didn't like. I dunno..
Q: Well maybe you deserved it.
P: Well maybe it was too much.
Q: Well maybe this isn't a conversation to have via texts.
P: Are your parents home?
Q: Nope, work.
P: You're alone? Why didn't you tell me? I'm coming over.
Q: Okay. I've been alone all day.
P: Again, why didn't you tell me? I would have skipped school too. Didn't really want to go.
Q: You need to go to school, Puck. You've missed more than I have.
P: So? What's the point?
Q: You need to go to school. Otherwise you're going to fail your classes and get kicked off the football team.
P: I ain't going to school if you aren't. You're going to fail your classes and get kicked off the Cheerios.
Q: I missed one day. And I've made up all my work.
P: Whatever. That's gonna be a rule.. If you don't go to school, I don't. So it's gonna be in your conscience if I get kicked off the football team.
Q: Seriously? Fine. I guess I'll just make sure I go to school everyday.
P: Seriously. And good. You have to let me see you every morning, lunch then dismissal to know that you're really at school. Got it?
Q: Deal. Are you still coming over?
P: Yeah, I'm on my way. Just made a few stops. I'll be right over.
Q: Okay. It's open, like always.
P: Quinn, you got to learn how to lock your door. Or do you only leave it open when it's me?
Q: I only leave it open when I know you're coming over.
When Puck received her text that she was alone, he quickly put on some clothes and ran to his truck then he drove really fast. But before reaching his main destination, he stopped by a shop and bought two bacon deluxe sandwiches and some chili fries. Then he went to the grocery to buy a half gallon of strawberry flavored ice cream and some drinks. After buying all the things he needed, Puck rushed to Quinn's house to accompany her. Even though he got hurt with her words, he still loves her.
Once he pulled over, he basically sprinted from his truck to her front porch. Puck kind of knocked sloppily due to all the bags he was carrying. He opened the door then entered, closing the door behind him. "Quinn?" He called her over. Puck went to the kitchen to put the ice cream in the freezer first then got plates and glasses to put the food and the drinks.
Quinn wasn't exactly sure how she felt about Puck coming over. She felt bad about yesterday, but she didn't want to take back anything she did or said. After she got the text that he was on his way, she pulled herself out of bed, and jumped in the shower really quick. She had still been in her Cheerios uniform, with her hair still sticky from the ice cream he had covered her. Hey, she didn't feel like doing anything when she got home. Just as she was getting out, she heard Puck's voice from downstairs. "I'll be down in a minute." She called softly, not even sure if he could hear her from upstairs.
She walked back to her room, and slipped into a simple pair of shorts and a matching tank top, not really caring what she was wearing. She loved him, and wanted to impress him yes but he had seen her in a lot worse shape. Quinn walked over to her mirror, and sighed at her reflection. It was painfully obvious that the girl hadn't slept and had spent a good part of the night crying. She quickly dried her hair as much as she could with the towel, running her fingers through her gold locks to get out any knots.
When she was sure her hair wasn't dripping anymore, she tossed the towel in her hamper and started to make her way downstairs. "Puck?"
Puck was busy pretty much putting the sandwiches and chili fries on the plates. "I'm in the kitchen." He said a little louder so she could hear him. He was pouring drinks in their glasses when Quinn found him. "Hey." Puck said while glancing at her from the glasses. He cleaned up, throwing the trash on the bin and wiping the counter for the spills he made. Puck hasn't looked at Quinn after the glance.
Quinn followed his voice into the kitchen, and smiled softly when he looked up at her. But when she noticed he was avoiding looking at her, she bit down on her bottom lip almost instantly letting out a soft whimper at the impact. She shook her head and went to go sit in one of the chairs, her legs feeling almost too weak for her to stand on her own. She didn't understand it, but something about fighting with him had taken a lot out of her. "W-What's that?" She whispered to him, motioning to the sandwiches and fries.
Puck noticed her sit down and heard she let out a soft whimper. He let out a sigh and he just wanted to hug Quinn and tell her he missed her a lot. And he missed the sounds she makes when they do it. Puck went over to her and placed the plate with the sandwiches in front of her and the fries on the spot next to her. "Food. I figured you were alone all day that you're starving right now." He said without looking at her and went away to get the drinks and went back, placing them on the table. "Eat up." Puck sat down and started eating his chili fries.
Quinn just nodded. She picked up the sandwich in front of her and took a small bite before putting it down. Truth was, she wasn't hungry. Her stomach was in way too many knots to be hungry. She wanted to apologize, if not for anything else than for at least dumping the ice cream on his head. Maybe that was a little too much. Quinn bit down on her bottom lip, again whimpering at the impact. She touched her bottom lip, feeling how swollen it was. Damn it. She let out a sigh and ran her fingers through her hair looking at him. He was just sitting here eating. Wouldn't even look at her. "Are you not going to look at me the whole time?" She asked softly, not looking back up at him.
"When I was a kid, my mom never took me anywhere. Not even her office, the mall including ice cream parlors." Puck looked at Quinn. "Ever since my dad left us, I was always left alone with Anna at home or I was always sent to my nana's when mom needed to work." He looked back at his chili fries, playing with one fry. "We never really had time to bond. I always asked her if she wanted to come with me to the park to see you but she always said, 'You're a big boy, Noah. You can do everything. You can go to the playground on your own now.' Hell yeah, I did everything and everyone." A scoff left the boy's lips. "That's one of the reasons why I became a badass. Mom and dad screwed me up. And now mom's having bonding time with Anna. Great."
Puck's voiced crack in almost all the sentences. He never really shared anything about the reason why he became a badass. People assumed he was born that way so he played along. He looked down the whole and remained silent.
Quinn couldn't help but feel even guiltier as he spoke. She pushed herself up off her chair, and walked over to where Puck was sitting. She pulled out his chair slightly, and sat herself on his lap. Quinn forced him to look at her, and tried to smile. "Baby, I am so sorry." She placed her hand on his cheek, and shook her head. "I..why didn't you just tell me? I would have understood. I..I feel horrible." And she did. She felt like a total bitch. "Did you ever think maybe you're mom realized her mistake of not bonding with you and that's why she's bonding with Anna?" The blond didn't know what to say, she was in complete shock. She thought she knew everything about him, and yet there seemed to be so much she didn't know.
Puck didn't know why but as soon as he felt her touch, he wanted to cry. But he held it in and controlled his tears. Studs don't cry. Puck shook his head and looked at Quinn. "It's not your fault. I guess I really do deserve everything you did and said. I'm pretty messed up." His voiced cracked again. "Like I told you, I-I didn't think that telling you will make any difference." Puck said honestly. Then he became frustrated again. "Why didn't she just bond with me then? If she realized her mistake, don't you think she would just fix it with me?" Puck took deep breaths pretty fast and glared at a certain direction.
Quinn placed both her hands on his cheeks and forced him to look at her. "Breathe. Just relax." She let out a sigh, and shook her head. "It does make a difference Puck. It makes a huge difference. You didn't deserve anything I did or said to you. And I'm sorry." She bit down on her lip again, trying not to scream at the amount of pain she felt from the simple action. "I don't have the answer for those for you though. Maybe she thought it was too late to fix it with you? Or maybe she thought you wouldn't want to fix things with her? You need to talk to her about this, not me." Quinn shrugged her shoulders and looked up at him.
"I do deserve it. What I did to you in front of the ice cream parlor.. I was a pig. You were right." Puck sighed and relaxed on Quinn's hands. "You don't have to be sorry. I told you, I deserved it for being a pig. Ok? I should be the one who's sorry for being an ass to you. Ignoring you like that? It was wrong." He shook his head and hugged Quinn. "I'm sorry. I love you." He placed a kiss on her cheek. "I ain't talking to her." Puck shook his head and the glare crept up on his face again.
"Shut up." She told him softly, a laugh leaving her lips as finished her sentence. "You weren't being a pig, I was just angry. Although ignoring me was wrong." She laughed again softly, but sighed when she saw his glare. "Sweetie, that's your mom. If I have to talk to my dad, you have to talk to your mom." She wrapped her arms around his neck, and swung her leg over so she was straddling him. "Please?" Quinn asked him softly, pouting out her bottom lip slightly, although she was pretty sure she had been biting it so hard that she had a mark there from where she ripped the skin.
"So you did want another banana?" Puck laughed softly. "Grinding you in public angrily and ignoring you was both wrong." He shook his head and buried his face on her shoulder. "Well you haven't talked to him.. So I won't talk to her." His head was forced to be removed from Quinn's shoulder when she wrapped her arms around his neck and straddled him. Puck stared at her and ran his hand on her sides to her hips then pulled her closer to him, closing the space between them. He whispered into Quinn's ear as he hugged her. "You look so beautiful and sexy today."
Quinn rolled her eyes and laughed. "You're such a pervert. But I love you for it." She smiled softly, and shook her head. "I haven't had the time to talk to him, I've been with you all week." She pointed out before sighing as he pulled her closer. "I look like crap." She whispered back. "My eyes are all bloodshot from not sleeping, and I literally just got out of the shower when you got here." Quinn laughed softly before pulling back from him slightly. She leaned down and kissed him softly.
Puck laughed with her. "Hey. You love it when I'm being a pervert at you." He laughed some more. "Oh. Right. Well as long as you haven't talked to him, I won't talk to my mom." He nodded at his own statement. After Quinn kissed him he grabbed her arms. "You don't look like crap. You're beautiful and damn smokin'! Look at this tank top." Puck ran his index fingers on both of her arms. "Look these shorts." He caressed both Quinn's legs with his hands up and down. "And look at that hair." He tangled his fingers through her hair and pulled her head back and attacked her neck. "You're beautiful, Quinn." Puck smirked against Quinn's neck.
Quinn let out a soft gasp as she felt his lips attack her neck. "I look like crap, Puck. It's okay you can agree." She laughed softly, but it quickly turned into a moan as his lips continued to attack her neck. "W-What are you doing? You know where that leads us." Not that she was complaining. They had done it in his kitchen, so why not hers? But at the same time, what if he parents walked in? Definitely not the best way to get them to like Puck. Quinn shook her head and tried to push him away gently. "Baby. Come on."
"You're beautiful whatever you wear or whatever your sleeping pattern is. You're fucking beautiful, sexy, hot.." Puck paused as he heard her moan. "That sound." He bit down on her neck and licked on it. "Come on, baby. I missed you." Puck started to suck on the other side of her neck to leave another kind of mark. "Didn't you miss me?" He lifted his hips to her a little. "Cause I missed you."
"I-I did.." Another moan left the blonde's lips as she felt him bit down on her neck. "I missed you a lot" She closed her eyes, and bit down on her bottom lip, the pain barely phasing her this time as she was focused on Puck's mouth on her neck. When she felt him lift his lips again, it caused another moan to leave her lips. "Just..just not here..parents..home..soon." He had barely touched her and she already couldn't form full sentences.
When Puck heard the word, parents, he quickly stopped and pulled away. He shook his head and released a sigh. He wrapped his arms around Quinn's waist and looked at her. "Right. I've got to have a good impression to them as your boyfriend." He threw his head back and closed his eyes. "But I fucking missed you." He let out a deep groan out of frustration.
Quinn sighed softly and climbed off Puck. "I missed you too." She placed a small kiss on his forehead and looked at the table. "You know..I'm really not hungry." She tried to control the smirk that was pulling at the corners of her lips. "You want to come lay upstairs with me and watch a movie?" She reached down and grabbed his hand, giving it a soft squeeze.
"You're not? But I bought ice cream for you. It's in the freezer. A half gallon of strawberry ice cream." He pointed at the refrigerator. "Yeah, I guess so." Puck stood up and squeezed Quinn's hand as well. "Beauty and the Beast again?" He raised an eyebrow at her and laughed softly.
Quinn rolled her eyes at her boyfriend's lack of understand where she was going with this. "I'll eat it later." She tugged at his hand, pulling him towards the stairs. "I think it's still in the DVD player, so we'll just leave it on." She smiled and started pulling him upstairs behind her. "Not that it matters." She mumbled more to herself than to him, as a smirk broke out across her lips.
Puck furrowed his eyebrows out of confusion as she was pulling him upstairs to her room. What the fuck is happening? Then his expression slowly became soft. Oh. He raised an eyebrow and lifted her and carried her to her room. "The beast is out to get the beauty tonight." Puck growled at her and closed her door behind them, tossing her to the bed. He took off his jacket and dropped it on the floor before jumping on top of her.
Quinn smiled when she felt herself lifted off the ground. "Better late than never." She teased. She watched as he tossed her on her bed, her smirk never leaving her lips. "Oh is he now?" She asked, raising an eyebrow. Quinn grabbed his shirt, and pulled him closer to her. She pressed her lips to his hard, her one leg coming up to wrap around his waist, pulling him even closer to her.
"Oh yes he will." Puck quirked his eyebrows while smirking before she pulled him closer to her. He kissed Quinn harder than she did. Cocking his head towards her, really pushing his lips to hers as much as he can. He ran one of his hands on her leg that's wrapped around his waist and the other on the side of her breast. "I.. missed you.. so much." Then he gasped for air and returned to kiss Quinn hard. Puck was getting hard. As a bulge on his pants was forming, he bit Quinn's lower lip and bit down on it a little. He was surprised to taste blood so he sucked on it and cleaned it off. "Sorry, beauty. The beast made you bleed." He laughed softly.
"I-I missed you too." Quinn replied back as best she could. She bucked her hips up towards him, feeling the obvious bulge in his pants. A low moan left her lips. She let her hands run up the back of his skirt, her nails dragging lightly across the skin. Quinn pulled her lips back from his, and moved them towards his ear. "How much did you miss me? Can you show me?" She whispered into his ear, her voice still breathless, but laced with lust.
When he heard Quinn whispered on his ear, he went crazy. Without hesitating, he pulled off her tank top and pushed her down on the bed with his hands on her waist. He leaned down and whispered into Quinn's ear. "Want me to show you? I won't just show.. I'll make you feel it." He rubbed his bulge on her core and licked her earlobe all the way down to her beasts. He rocked her hips faster and flickered his tongue on one of her nipples. Puck looked up at Quinn through his eyelashes and smirked at the expression on her face.
Quinn lost all ability to speak as she felt his bulge against her core. She arched her back towards his mouth as she felt his mouth on her breasts. Her eyes rolled closed, as a few soft moans left her lips. "P-Puck." Quinn lifted her own hips to meet with his, feeling her wetness grow more by the second. "Don't..don't be such a tease." She whispered to him, her voice hinting at her need.
"Fine." He said against her nipple. He sat up, took off his shirt and unbuckled his pants then slid them off. He tried kicking them off and took the foil out of his pocket before throwing it on the floor. He wasn't wearing any underwear. Full commando. Puck kissed her breasts and all the way down to the skin above her shorts. He slid down her shorts slowly and kissed the exposed skin until he reached her core and licked the length of her clit. "Feel it, babe?"
Quinn propped herself up on her elbows and watched as he pulled down his pants. Her smirk grew when she noticed he wasn't wearing any underwear. She licked her bottom lip and watched as her own shorts were pulled down. "Mm, almost. I need you to really make me feel how much you missed me." She raised an eyebrow at him slightly, but moaned out as she felt his tongue on her clit. "Oh. Puck." She tossed her head back and fell back against the bed.
"You wanna really feel it more, do you?" He smirked and slid his tongue in her. He moaned and he felt her insides. "Oh shit. So wet." He said with his tongue in her. Puck made his tongue go into a circular motion inside of her so that he could feel every inch of her walls. He nibbled softly on her clit while his tongue was inside of her. He rubbed her inner thighs in slow and fast paces. He rubs really fast as he reaches near her core.
Quinn nodded her head vigorously at his question, finding it almost impossible to speak. She bucked her hips up towards his mouth, letting her moans grow slightly louder by the minute. She felt her stomach twist in pleasure and she closed her eyes, moaning out his name. "P-Puckerman. Please." She half begged, although she wasn't even sure what she was begging for anymore. She just knew she needed him, now or she was going to explode.
Quinn's moans got slightly louder, he was getting harder. Without her knowing, Puck tore off the foil with his hands and slid the condom on himself. He slowly pulled his tongue away from her and suddenly heard a whimper. He turned Quinn around, making her lie on her stomach. He straddled her thighs and bent down to whisper into her ear. "This is my payback for that banana split." He smirked then licked her earlobe and bit down softly. He sat up and lifted her hips and wrapped one of his arms around her. He searched for her clit and rubbed it. He guided his cock and slid himself in her from behind. He slammed himself on her and groaned loudly.
Quinn continued to let herself get lost in pleasure until she felt him stop. She was about to demand an explanation when she felt herself flipped over. Quinn turned her head so she could look at him, and moaned as she felt his lips at her ear. "O-Oh." was all that left her mouth. A few more moans left her as she felt her hips lifted. But she turned her head back to bury it in the pillow and let out a scream as she felt him slam into her. "Oh God." she screamed into the pillow, thankful that it muffled her voice.
Puck let himself go deep in her for a while. He missed the feeling of his cock around her wet walls. He started to thrust his hips towards her slowly. Puck hated the fact the he can't hear her screams, moans or whatever sounds that she will release. So he made her head turn then he leaned down to kiss her. Puck whispered into her ear. "I won't let you get off if you don't let me hear your.." He moaned a little loud right into hear ear. He rocked his hips faster then went back to a slow pace. "You got it, Fabray?"
Quinn felt her body start to tremble slightly at his voice in her ear once more. She nodded softly, not trusting the volume of her voice to speak. But when she felt his hips pick up, Quinn let out a half scream as she nodded. "Yes sir!" She propped herself up on her elbows again, tossing her head back. "Oh God, Puck. Faster..please" She kept her eyes closed tight as she tried to rock her hips back against him in a desperate attempt to get more of him.
"That's right. Scream my name, baby." Puck said right into her ear. And as soon as he heard Quinn beg and scream, he thought he was going to explode. Puck rocked his hips faster. He wrapped one of her legs around him so that he could feel her walls more. He put a hand on her clit and started rubbing it. "Holy shit.. I wanna come in you, Q. I want you to feel how fucking turned on I am right now." He said in a breathy matter then moaned right after.
"Puckerman!" She screamed his name again as his fingers found her clit. She pressed her hips back to meet with his thrusts. "Fuck." Quinn threw her head back down into the pillow, a string of dirty words leaving her lips before she tossed her head back another moan leaving her lips. "Baby. Harder." she begged, breathlessly. She continued to push her hips back against him, desperate for even more of him if it was possible.
"Why did you buried your face back to the pillow? I ain't going faster.." His pace went slower but his fingers were rubbing her clit faster. "What did I tell you?" He slammed in her and stayed deep in her. "Huh? I only heard fuck. I wanna hear the rest!" He moved his hips in a circular motion. "So what now, Fabray?" Puck rubbed her clit as fast as he can that her wetness was dripping a little.
Quinn closed her eyes tightly, another moan ripping through her. "Fuck, Puckerman! You're driving me crazy." She tossed her head back, tilting it so she could look at him as she opened her eyes slightly. "Please fuck me harder. Oh god..please" Her voice was raspy as she begged him for more. She tried to thrust her hips back against him, but this time he held her still. She let out another moan, still begging for him to give it to her harder.
Puck crashed his lips to hers, tilting his head a little. He got so turned on when he heard Quinn swore and beg in one sentence.. That was all he wanted. He slammed into her as hard and deep as he can, continuously. "Is.. this.. what you.. wanted?" Puck asked against her lips while rubbing her clit.
Quinn moaned against Puck's lips, dirty words still leaving her lips every few seconds, but muffled by his lips. She nodded to his question as she pulled back and screamed his name. Her eyes rolled shut again, as she felt her walls contract against him. "Noah!" She screamed as her orgasm crashed over her, her hips bucking wildly back against him.
When Quinn pulled back from their kiss, he knelt up and continued to slam onto her. He can hear his balls slapping onto her ass. Puck held on tightly to her waist and pulls her to him to meet his thrusts. He felt her walls were contracting and so he pounded on her deep, hard and fast. As he felt her juices drip, he slammed into her and screamed her name as he made his release.
Quinn rode out each wave of her orgasm before collapsing on the bed, gasping for air. She kept her face buried in the pillow as she continued to try and catch her breath. When she finally was able to steady her breathing, Quinn turned to look at Puck. "That. I. Wow." That seemed to be all she could manage out before she collapsed against her pillows again.
After calming down of Puck's high, he slid out of her and collapsed right next to her. He was trying to catch his breath and just stared at Quinn. He breathily laughed as he heard Quinn speak. Puck shifted his weight to his side so he's facing her and scooted nearer. He placed is arm on her back and pulled her as close as he can make her. "Baby.. I love you." He said with a few blinks and heavy breaths.
Quinn smiled, and let herself be pulled closer to him. "I love you too." She ran her fingers through her hair, thinking she was going to need another shower after sweating so much. "If..If sex is going to be like that, we should fight more often." She teased as she turned and kissed him softly. "That was really incredible." Quinn hated fighting with Puck, but there was no denying how great the makeup sex was.
Puck laughed at her statement. "Maybe we should." He laughed some more. "But yeah.. It was pretty incredible. As long as I have sex with you, it's always amazing and it even gets better." Puck nodded at his own comment. "So did I hurt you or anything? We did that for the first time. You ok?" He searched Quinn's body if there were any bruises. It was just an excuse for him to stare at her naked body.
She laughed softly, and nodded. "I'm fine sweetie." Quinn fell back against her pillows again and let out a soft sigh. "Quinny?" Quinn shot up instantly as she heard her mom's voice. "Oh no." Quinn jumped off her bed, and ran over to her closet pulling out her Cheerio's uniform. Hey, she didn't want her mom knowing she skipped school. "Get dressed!" She whispered to him as she slipped into her uniform, and walked over to her mirror to pull her hair up into the perfect ponytail that she wore every day.
AN: MORE DRAMA ON THE NEXT CHAPTER! Quinn and Puck comes clean to Quinn's parents. Dundun dundun.