AN: Dinner with the Fabrays! Hope you guys like this chapter! And of course, there's smut ;)
I do not own Glee, the characters or anything. I just want to share our love for Quick.
Puck was a bit nervous. He was going over to Quinn's house and having dinner with her parents. Their last interaction involved her dad punching him, hurting Quinn and Puck yelling at the older man. Even though Quinn reassured him that her father was going to apologize to him, he couldn't help but to be nervous. He put on his tie then his suit. He looked good. Wait. Not just good, he looked fine.
After he's satisfied with how the way he looked, he grabbed his keys and the gifts he readied for them. He went down the stairs and out the house. He quickly got in the Ferrari, put the key in the ignition, turned it and pulled away from his garage. Once he arrived on her street, he pulled over in front of her house and approached her front porch. He knocked three times with his other hand filled with gifts.
Quinn was running around the kitchen like a mad woman. She had invited Puck over for dinner with her dad, and her and her mother were cooking. "Sweetheart, you can go get ready for dinner. I don't think your father will be pleased if you sit down to eat in sweats." Quinn looked up from the sauce she was stirring, and then down at her outfit and nodded. She kissed her mother's cheek quickly before running up the stairs.
She slipped out of her sweats, and into a simple red dress, with a white cardigan over it. Quinn was combing the knots out of her hair when she heard a knock on the door. "I got it!" She shouted as she flew down the stairs. Quinn pulled the door open, and smiled when she saw her fiancée. "Hi baby. Wh-what is all that?" She asked, motioning to the gifts in his hand.
Once the door flung open, Puck smiled at the person who opened it. "Hey, baby." He kissed her on the cheek and entered the house. He turned to look at Quinn. "Oh. These?" He looked at his other hand with gifts in hand. "Nothing. They're just gifts. And this is for you.." He handed her a plastic bag with ice cream in it. "Remember what I told you on Tumblr when I was in Vegas? Raspberry chocolate ice cream. You'll love that. I just know it." He winked at his fiancée. He looked around to search for her parents. "So.. Where are the 'rents?" He asked and gulped down a lump on his throat.
Quinn closed the door behind him, and looked at him. "Babe. You didn't have to." She leaned forward and kissed him softly. "Thank you though." Quinn grabbed his hand that didn't have the gifts, and lead him into the kitchen. "Dad is upstairs in his study. And I think my mom went to go get ready for dinner." She kissed him again softly before putting the ice cream in the freezer. Quinn rushed back over to the stove, and stirred the pasta before stirring the sauce. She turned to look back at Puck, sighing softly. "Don't be so nervous."
"I know, but I wanted to." He smiled at her and kissed her back softly. "No problem, babe." He smiled and she grabbed his free hand. He squeezed Quinn's hand a couple of times as she leads them into the kitchen. Puck placed the other two gifts on the counter as she was putting the ice cream in the freezer. "I'm not. I'm a little anxious?" He approached her and from behind and he placed his arms around her waist as she stirred the sauce. He put his lips right next to her ear. "Think we'll be really like this in the future." He pushed strands of her hair to her other shoulder and rested his chin on her hair-less one.
Quinn laughed and turned her head to place a small kiss on his cheek. "I think we'll man-" Quinn's words were cut off by her father clearing his throat quiet loudly to let them know he was in the kitchen. Quinn spun away from Puck and turned to face her dad. "Hi, daddy." She bit the inside of her cheek, slightly nervous. She really didn't want this to turn out like last time.
Her father looked over his daughter, and then turned his attention to Puck. He held his hand out for the younger man to shake. "Noah." Quinn looked at her dad, urging the apology she knew he was putting off.
Puck's eyes grew as Quinn spun away from him and greeted the person who cleared his throat. He slowly turned around and forced himself to smile. Puck glanced at Quinn before reaching over to take her father's hand and shook it. "Good evening, sir. Thank you for inviting me for dinner tonight." He pulled away his hand as the older man pulled away his. Puck approached the counter with his gifts on it. He took the box and approached the older man. "This is for you, sir. It's from my dad and I. I know you like scotch and I thought of you when I saw this."He handed the box to him, still smiling.
Her father looked at the box that was handed to him, and nodded. "Thank you. And I apologize for what happened last time you were here." Quinn let out a sigh of relief, and raked her fingers through her hair again. "But if you hurt my baby girl, it will happen again." She rolled her eyes at being called his baby girl and went back to stirring the pasta. "Dinner will be ready in five," she commented softly from the stove.
"Don't worry, sir." Puck his hand up mid-way. "I promised her that I'll never hurt her again and I'll take really good care of her." He glanced over at Quinn and returned looking at the old man. "Sir, is it ok if I help her out for a while. I kind of like cooking." Puck smiled at him genuinely and her father nodded and went to his scotch cabinet to hide his gift. Puck quickly went over to Quinn. "Wow. That was.. nice?" He grabbed her hand that she was using to stir the sauce and helped her. He whispered into her ear. "Was I a good boy?"
Quinn let her head fall back to rest against Puck's shoulder. "You were a very good boy." Quinn took the spoon out of the sauce, and laid it down on the stove, away from the flames. She spun in Puck's arms and let her arms loop gently around his neck. "And you will definitely be rewarded for being a good boy later." Quinn winked at him before kissing him gently. "Help me set the table?"
Puck's eyebrows rose as she spun in his arms. "Well, I'll be expecting my reward then." He smirked and kissed her back gently. "You should just sit down and let me set the table. Tell me what to do and I'll do it for you. Ok?" He quirked his eyebrows and pulled away from her to get the plates and the utensils first then started to set it on the table. Quinn tried to help but she pushed he down to her chair and whispered to her ear again. "If you're going to be a bad girl.. You ain't seeing Puckerman Jr." He raised an eyebrow and continued setting the table.
Quinn sat down in her chair the second she heard her punishment if she wasn't a good girl. "Yes sir." She commented softly, sitting back in the chair. Almost like clockwork as soon as Puck finished setting the table her parents entered the room. Quinn jumped from her chair, usher Puck over to the chair across from her. Her parents took their seats at each ends of the table. Quinn said nothing, just rushed into the kitchen and came out with a bowl of salad. It wasn't like her to be so domestic, but she wanted to do all her serving today. Quinn put salad on everyone's plates before settling down into her seat. "The sauce is going to take a little longer, so I made salad as a filler.."
Once Quinn jumped up from her chair he turned around to greet her mother. "Good evening, Mrs. Fabray." She smiled at him then got ushered to his seat by Quinn. He sat down and stared at Quinn as she served the salad on everyone's plates. Puck's never seen Quinn like this. It was a fresh thing for him to see with his own eyes. Then he remembered he still had the last gift. "Oh right. Excuse me for while." He stood up and nodded at each parent and went to the kitchen to get the small bouquet of flowers for Judy. He went back and handed her mother the flowers and sat down, smiling at her mother then he smirked at Quinn.
"Why thank you, Noah." Judy commented as she was handed the flowers. "They are lovely. Quinny, can you put these in a vase for me?" Quinn dropped her fork, internally rolling her eyes. "Of course." She took the flowers from her mom going back to the kitchen to get a vase. Quinn cut off the ends of the flowers as she heard her dad making small talk with Puck about the Ferrari that he had driven over. Quinn put water into a vase, and slid the flowers into it. She walked over to the pasta, and brought it over to the sink, draining out the water. She put it back on the stove, before grabbing a bowl out of the cabinet. Quinn dumped the pasta into the bowl before adding a small amount of sauce onto the pasta. She brought the bowl back into the dining room, and placed it on the center of the table.
Puck ate his salad as Quinn took the flowers from her mother. Puck knows she really didn't want to do it so he was laughing on the inside and continued chewing. He watched Quinn stood up and left the dining room. "So, you've got a nice ride out there. Where'd you get it?" Her father turned to the younger man while holding his glass about to drink. "Well, when we were in Vegas.. Sorry about not telling you about it." He looked each at the couple with an apologetic face before he turned to the older man and continued. "I met my father and he got me the car." The old man nodded as he put his glass down on the table. "Is it a Ferrari? I've always wanted one." He looked over at Judy as he emphasized his statement. "Oh George." She giggled and shook her head.
Quinn rolled her eyes at her father, making sure her head was down so he didn't see. She stayed quiet as her parents bickered back and forth, not wanting to get involved. Quinn went around, picking up each of their plates and putting a decent amount of pasta on each. It almost made her feel like last year had never happened. Like her dad never threw her out, or had an affair. She knew that was silly, but things in her life finally seemed to be coming back to normal. Quinn walked over to Puck, and picked up his plate, giving him some pasta. She leaned down and kissed his cheek softly when she saw her father wasn't looking, and then went to sit across from him. As she picked up her fork and started eating, Quinn kicked off her shoes under the table, and run her foot up Puck's leg.
Puck just laughed silently at Quinn at the way she was acting. "Well sir," He tried to stop their bickering. "I know a certain car dealer that can sell me a Ferrari that's a lot cheaper than the original price, if you want." He smiled up at Quinn as she filled his plate with pasta and kissed his cheek. "Thanks, babe." And just stared at her as she sat down on her seat again. She looked amazing that night. Maybe it was the dress but he always knew that whatever she wore, well even if she doesn't wear anything, she's the most beautiful woman in the world. The old man was ecstatic at what the younger man said and patted him on the back. "I think I'll like this boy. He's a keeper Quinny." Puck smiled at him then his expression became unreadable. He looked at Quinn and she had a half-innocent and half-guilty face on. Puck smirked at her. "Bored?" He mouthed at her and smirked some more.
Quinn had to bite her lip to keep from laughing at her father's words. Right, now Puck was the keeper because he could get him something. She was still surprised her dad hadn't seen the ring. Her mom had seen it, but swore she wouldn't say a word until Quinn was ready. Quinn's eyes were focused on Puck as she inched her foot up his thigh. Thank God for small dining room tables. She wiggled her eyebrows at him before hearing her mom's voice. "So Noah, are your parents going to be getting back together?" Quinn's eyes bugged from her head as she looked at her mom. "Mom!" She half exclaimed, and her mom shot her an apologetic look.
Puck kept smirking at Quinn as she put up her foot a little. "You are such a bad girl." He mouthed at her. Puck almost jumped up as he heard her mother's voice. Then he laughed at Quinn's reaction for Judy's question. "It's ok, Q. I don't mind answering her question." He smiled at her and put his hands under the table to hold Quinn's foot. He kept his eyes on the older woman. "Well, I really hope they do. When we had our family day out in Vegas, they were looking like a happy couple. And it was really nice to see that for once." He nodded and bowed his head. smiling. He continued to eat his pasta with his other hand massaging Quinn's foot.
Quinn listened as Puck answered her mom. She kept her eyes on the plate in front of her as she ate more of her pasta. Quinn pushed her foot passed Puck's hands, and let her toes graze over his crotch. She smirked as she looked at her food, trying to listen to the conversation. "Well, that's good. Your sister needs both her parents. Not that you didn't, Noah. But it will be healthy for her to see a stable relationship. It's obvious you're okay with relationships judging by yours with our Quinny." Quinn bit down on her lip, praying that her father wouldn't question what exactly her mom meant. But she continued to run her toes over his crotch, feeling a bulge starting to form.
Puck's mouth slightly opened by itself. He nodded at the older woman as she talked, trying to listen while Quinn's foot was stroking his crotch. He was able to catch some of her words. "Y-Yeah. Anna n-needs a set of parents. I-I totally agree." He licked his lips as his breathing was starting to hitch. "What do you mean with the last thing you said, honey?" The older man asked his wife. Puck glared at Quinn and covered his crotch with his hand. He kicked her core to get her attention. "BAD GIRL." He mouthed at Quinn.
Quinn covered her groan with a cough, as she brought her napkin up to her lips. She turned to look at her dad, while slipping her feet back into her shoes. "She means how Puck had a complete turnaround compared to the guy he used to be, daddy. Right?" She turned to look at her mother, who nodded at her husband as she took a sip of her wine. Quinn looked back down at her plate and finished the last of the pasta. "Puck's a model boyfriend." She looked at him from across the table, smiling softly. It felt weird now to call him her boyfriend, but she knew it was for the best.
Puck smirked at his plate as she coughed. He ate the last fork-filled pasta and heard the word, 'boyfriend' from Quinn. He slowly looked up at her through his eyelashes. He thought when Quinn told him that her mother knew already, he thought that her father knew about it already too. He guessed wrong. He swallowed and licked his lips. Puck sighed and just put up a smiling face then leaned back on his chair. "Ohh. Well that's good then. I like Noah, Quinny." The older man smiled at his daughter as he continued eating.
Quinn jumped up from her seat, and grabbed her plate before grabbing Puck's. "Are you done, daddy?" She asked her father softly. He looked up at his daughter and nodded. She took his plate, and kissed her father's cheek softly. She walked around and grabbed her mother's plate, staking it on top of the others. "So, Noah. What are your plans for after you graduate?" Her father asked as Quinn made her way into the kitchen. She dumped the plates into the sink, before going back to the dining room.
"Thank you." He thanked Quinn as she took his plate away. Puck was drinking when the older man asked him a very important question. He coughed a little before putting his glass down. Thinking that Quinn hasn't told him yet so he has to lie too. "Well, sir." He turned his body a little to him and continued. "Now that my family has the money, I'm planning to go to college and get a degree on business. Dad wants me to help him with his new business so I thought taking up business will help me prepare for that." He smiled and nodded. "That's quite impressive, Noah." Her mother commented. "Thank you, Mrs. Fabray. It's no big deal, really. I just want to help my dad."
"Well Quinny, we may not have to set you up with one of my co-workers son's after all." Quinn looked down at her father's comment. Her hands fell to her lap and she toyed with the ring that sat on her left hand. She had moved it over to her middle finger for fear her dad would flip if he saw it before she said something. Quinn looked up at Puck from under her lashes, smiling softly.
Puck laughed softly the older man's statement. "Well I'll gladly take that responsibility from your co-workers' sons then." Both men laughed.
"I think Puck will make a great husband. He's really sweet, and he cares about me." Quinn tried to stop the tears she felt forming in her eyes, but she couldn't. She loved the boy across from her so much, and it made her heart swell to know he cared about her just as much.
Then Puck looked at Quinn as she spoke more about him. He smiled softly and felt warm around his chest. Then he gasped softly as he saw tears rolling down from her eyes. "Baby.." He spoke softly then stood up from his seat and quickly went to Quinn's side. He knelt down right next to her, facing her side, and placed a hand on her cheek. He wiped her tears with his thumb and he kissed them away. He turned her head to face him and forgot all about her parents in the room.
"Come George, let's give them a minute." Judy stood from her seat, and walked over to her husband. She grabbed his hand, and pulled him out of his seat, before leading him into their den. Quinn turned to look at Puck once her parents left the room. She laughed softly at him shaking her head. "I'm sorry.." She whispered softly as a few more tears rolled down her cheeks. She hated that she was a coward, and couldn't tell her dad that Puck was more than her boyfriend. She just didn't want to go through what happened last time. Quinn was scared.
Puck didn't even hear Judy's voice. He was too busy trying to comfort his fiancée. "It's ok, babe. I understand." He pushed back the strands of hair that was covering her beautiful face. "When you're ready, I'll be here to back you up." He turned her chair to face him. "I love you, Quinn." He looked up at her and smiled. He leaned towards her and kissed her.
"I love you too, Puck." Quinn leaned forward to meet her lips with his. She wrapped her arms around his neck slightly, pulling him closer to her. She did love him, and she did want her dad to know. But she just didn't want to cause any unneeded drama right away. Quinn wanted to be happy with Puck, and not have to worry about her dad being a jerk. She pulled back from the kiss and let her hand move to rest on his cheek. "Thank you, for being so amazing."
"Oh, baby." He went in the middle of her legs so that he can be as close as he can. He fully understood Quinn so he doesn't even feel disappointed at her anymore. He wanted to be with Quinn forever and if she thinks this will help their future together, he'll help her in any way he can. "No problem, babe. We'll get through things together, remember?" He smiled and rested a little on Quinn's hand then closed his eyes.
"I promise we'll tell him soon." She added softly, leaning in to kiss him quickly. Quinn stood from her chair, pulling Puck up with her. "Help me with the dishes?" She asked with a soft smile, while leading him into the kitchen. "I'd offer you dessert, but that's going to have to wait till much later." Quinn shot him a wink as she turned on the water, before pouring some soap onto the sponge.
"It's ok. Take your time." He smiled at her. He stood up as Quinn stood up from her chair, pulling him up. "Sure. I wash you dry." He helped her carry the plates as Quinn pulled him into the kitchen. He placed the dishes on the sink. "Well I can think of ways I can eat ice cream. Maybe licking it from your body." Puck smirked at her and grabbed the sponge from her then soaped the first plate.
Quinn smirked and grabbed a towel from one of the drawers. "Don't make promises you can't keep, Puckerman." She teased, leaning over to kiss his neck softly. Quinn waited until the dish was rinsed and took it from him. She dried it before placing it in the cabinet, repeating this step with every dish he washed.
"I'm not promising it, baby. I'll definitely do it." After Quinn kissed his neck, he turned his head and kissed her neck also. "Just. like. this." After every word, he gave a lick on her neck with his marks still on it. Puck gave Quinn the rinsed plate and continued doing it until the plates were all clean.
Quinn shivered slightly under Puck's tongue, and almost dropped the plate she was holding. When they were all clean and put away, the blonde wrapped her arms around Puck pulling him closer to her. "Too bad my parents are home. Otherwise you could lay me down on the dining room table, and lick all the ice cream off me you wanted." She leaned forward and nibbled on his neck just slightly, thankful that her parents were in the other room.
"Fuck." He said above a whisper. "I wanna do it to you right now!" He wrapped one arm around her and tilted his head to let her nibble more on his neck. "I want to lick off ice cream right over here.." He let his free hand fall in between them and poked her core a couple of times. "I want to eat ice cream from here, baby."
Quinn bit down a little harder on Puck's neck to keep from moaning. She heard footsteps coming their way, and quickly pulled herself away from Puck and straightened out her dress. Quinn turned to face the entry to the kitchen as her mother came into view. "Quinny, your father got a phone call from a co-worker asking us to join them at their home for drinks. We'll be back late. Noah, you are more than welcome to stay and keep Quinn company." And with that they were gone. "Hm, I think the Gods like us tonight."
Puck couldn't even say a word at how much it was a miracle. He just nodded at Judy and waved goodbye as they left. "Thank you, baby Jesus!" He whispered to himself. Puck turned to the hot blonde with an evil smirk on his face. He went towards the freezer, got a spoon and pulled Quinn into the dining room. He placed the ice cream with the spoon on the table then he turned to her, gripping on her waist. "What a lucky night." Puck pulled Quinn closer then kissed her deep like he was struggling to eat ice cream from her mouth.
Quinn laughed as Puck wasted no time going over to the freezer. She followed him to the dining room, and jumped up on the table, wrapping her legs around his waist. "Ye-" Her sentence was cut off by his lips on hers. Quinn kissed him back deeply, moaning softly into his mouth. She slid off the white cardigan that was still around her, tossing it on the floor somewhere. She ran her fingers up his shirt and let her nails run across the kiss on his back.
Puck took off his suit and his polo and tossed it on the floor. He slid up his hands from her thighs and let it ran up her dress, pulling it over her head and revealing her black lingerie. He tossed her dress on the floor as well. Puck growled. "Damn, baby. You're making me hard so fast." He whispered into her ear as he was playing with the hem of Quinn's panties. He took off his pants and wiggled them off him until it reached the ground. Puck pushed Quinn towards the center of the table and leaned forward to be on top of her, straddling her thighs. He pushed her down to lie down and slowly took off her panties before placing it on their side. He pushed her legs apart as wide as he can. he bent down and licked the length of her entrance.
Quinn let Puck take control as he stripped her and smiled when he saw her lingerie. "You think?" A soft moan left her lips as he pushed her down on the table, but it grew louder as she felt his tongue. Quinn reached down between her legs and placed a hand on his head. "Mm Puck." She bucked her hips slightly against his tongue, and let her eyes flutter closed. At this point Quinn didn't care if he opened the ice cream or not - she just wanted to feel more of his tongue.
Puck pulled away and opened the ice cream container. He took the spoon and scooped some. "Babe, put your hips up a little." Quinn did what she was told. He placed some ice cream on her clit and licked it slowly off her. He put his tongue in a little and sucked the ice cream off her, making the sucking sounds. He felt Quinn's body react and her moans grew louder and louder. Puck experimented and put ice cream inside her core. He sucked like an animal the more when she bucked her hips to his face like crazy. He inserted his tongue all the way in and didn't hesitate to lick her insides.
Quinn jumped a little as she felt the ice cream hit her, but her squeal was quickly replaced by a moan. She continued to buck her hips against his face while a few more moans left her lips. Not being able to take it anymore, Quinn grabbed him and pulled him up towards her. She kissed him hard, moaning as she realized she was able to taste herself on him. She wrapped a leg around him, not caring about the ice cream anymore.
Puck was busy all day reading papers that his father sent to him in a huge box, about the company that he was going to run soon. He was only in his tiny undies when the package arrived and he was still in it until that afternoon. He was reading non-stop and taking down notes. He was never like this at school, but now he's determined to do well for their, Quinn and his, future.
After spending time with Kurt, Quinn had asked him to drop her off at Puck's house after they had spent some time together. It was nice to get out of the house, and to spend time with someone other than Puck. Yes, she loved Puck. But every girl needs a best friend. Quinn hugged him tight, whispering a quick thank you as she climbed out of the truck. She practically ran to Puck's door, smiling when she saw the Ferrari in the driveway.
She smiled and knocked on the door a few times rocking back on her heels, waiting for him to answer. She was nervous because she didn't have the chance to tell him that she was off the Cheerios. After choosing to go to the game instead of Regionals they had quit the Cheerios. Which Quinn felt good about, but she had to admit she was worried as to what Puck was going to say.
He heard a knock on the door. Praying it wasn't another box filled with stupid papers. He stood up, didn't even bother to put on something, and approached the front door, almost naked. He opened it and let out a big sigh of relief. "Hey, baby!" He stepped forward and hugged her. "I'm so glad it's you." He was going crazy, so Quinn was a big distraction, a good big distraction. He kissed her neck continuously. "How. was. your. day?" He asked word per word after each kiss.
Quinn couldn't help but laugh and rolled her eyes when she saw Puck. "You would, babe." She let herself be pulled in the house, and shut the door behind her. "Who were you expecting, dressed like that?" She asked with a raised eyebrow. She actually wasn't surprised that this was all he was wearing, it was very Puckerman. A smile pulled on her lips as she felt his lips against her neck. "Did someone miss me?" She teased softly.
"My day was fun. I went out with Kurt. It was good to catch up." She explained softly, her voice cracking a little from her fiancee's lips on her neck. "And what have y-you been doing all day?" She looked over and saw the box filled with papers, before looking back at Puck waiting for an answer.
Puck pulled her in and continued to kiss her neck. "I wasn't expecting. anyone. I want. you." He was half-making sense. He was focusing on kissing his fiancee's neck like mad. "He fucking. missed you. like hell." He sucked on a large patch of Quinn's skin trying to leave a huge mark.
Quinn's knees started to wobble as Puck continued his assault on her neck. She gave up trying to understand him, and focused on trying to remain standing. A soft whimper left her lips as he started to leave a mark on her neck. She swore she was running out of cover up, and if her dad saw that he would kill one of them. "B-b-baby, come on." She urged softly, trying to get him to give up a little.
"Good." That was the only word he can say about Quinn hanging out with Kurt. Well it was, at least he had some girl time with the pink brained boy. Puck pulled away as he heard her question. "Reading. And it's driving me crazy!" Puck stared at Quinn and shook his head. "So. much. reading. I think my brain is dead."
When he finally pulled back, she let out a soft sigh of relief and fixed the bottom of her shirt. "What are you reading, sweetie?" Quinn pulled him towards the living room, and sat him down on the couch. She saw down next to him and looked at the box. "What is all this?" She asked as she moved behind him slightly, placing a hand on each shoulder and massaging the skin gently.
Puck got pulled into the living room before he could even answer Quinn's question. He slumped down on the couch as he watched her as she looked at the box and every single paper on the coffee table. "It's papers that I need to learn about the company. He sat up slightly as Quinn moved behind him. "Mmmmm." His eyes rolled closed slowly as she started to massage his shoulders. "Harder please, babe."
Quinn smiled as she massaged his shoulders a little harder. "Well I'm sure you can take a little break right?" She leaned forward and pressed a soft kiss against his neck. "Spend some time with your fiancee. Your dad will understand." Quinn continued to let her fingers work at the skin on his shoulders, only moving them down a little every now and then. She wasn't the best at massages, but she also wasn't the worst. Either way she wanted to help him relax because even she could tell how stressed he was.
Puck nodded and gave in fully to Quinn's hands with the touch of her lips on his neck. He licked his lips. "Totally. I need some time to spend with my fiancee." He smirked as his hand looked for her leg and caressed it as he found it. "Oh baby.. Harder." He leaned back a little and turned his head to the side to kiss the blonde girl in the lips. "Thanks for coming over, babe. And sorry for not calling you today." He rubbed his nose with Quinn's.
Quinn shook her head at his words, and placed a small kiss on his nose. "Baby you were busy. I understand." She let her fingers work his skin a little harder, before running them down his chest. Her nails ran along the skin as she pulled her hands back up to his shoulders, stopping only to flick his nipple ring. She smirked as she went back to massaging the skin, pretending like she had done nothing in the first place. "So, my dad was very impressed. He even said five words I never thought I'd hear him say. 'I was wrong about him.'"
Puck threw his head back, resting it on her shoulder, as Quinn ran her hands down to his chest. His lips let out a soft moan as her nails ran along his skin. Puck shuddered a little as Quinn flicked his nipple ring. He lifted his head off her shoulder then turned his head to look at her and raised an eyebrow. Puck gave her a quick kiss on the lips and turned his back on her again. "Wow. I was having so much fun that I didn't even realized he said that. What really struck me the most was he was planning to pair you up with his co-workers' sons. That's just insane." He shook his head.
"Well, he wanted to make sure I was taken care of in the future. And basically all his co-worker's sons are following in their father's footsteps, so he knew they were a sure thing for me. But he was really impressed with you, baby." Quinn leaned down and pressed a trail of kisses up and down his neck. "So, what do you think you should do on your break?" She mumbled against his skin, a smirk pulling across her lips. She had missed Puck all day, and she needed to be with him.
"He doesn't need to worry about that now that I'm here. And sure thing shmure thing. What if you didn't like the guy? That's not really fair for you, isn't it?" He was a little worked out about that topic. If he was a father, he will never over-control his son or daughter. "Well I'm pretty good for you, babe. No correction. PERFECT for you." He said nodding. Puck's eyes rolled shut as he felt trailed kisses up and down his neck. "Baby, you know what I want." He smirked and leaned his back a little on Quinn and turned his head then placed kisses on her neck as well. "I. want. you." He said in between kisses.
Quinn pulled herself away from Puck, and swung around so she was straddling his lap. "Baby, relax. There's no way he could get me to leave you. I love you." She wrapped her arms around his neck, and pressed a soft kiss against his lips. "You are perfect for me, and I'm perfect for you. Right?" Quinn let her lips move from his down his jaw, and back to his neck. "Me huh? But I'm right here." She smirked again and pressed more kisses along his next, moving down towards his collarbone.
"Woah." He was stunned on how fast Quinn could swing herself around and straddle him. "Baby, that was really impressive. Heads up to the head cheerleader." Puck laughed and placed his hands on her waist. "Good. Cause if he can do that, I'll steal you away from them. I love you so much, babe." Puck kissed her back. "Mhmm. Perfect for each other, baby. So perfect." He nodded softly, not wanting to hit Quinn as she kissed his jaw. He threw his head back to let her kiss more of his exposed skin. "I need more of you." He thrusted once to let her feel his length on her core. "I missed you so much today." He moaned softly and ran his hands up her shirt, massaging her lower back.
Quinn froze when she heard the words head cheerleader. Her body didn't even register the thrust of his hips as she pulled herself completely off him. She paced the living room floor for a moment or two, chewing on her bottom lip. "We need to talk." She turned to look at him, and swallowed the lump in her throat. "It's not about us. It's about me. Just don't be mad..okay?" She knew she was probably freaking him out, and she felt horrible. But she didn't know how she was going to tell him that she wasn't a Cheerio anymore.
Puck was confused. He knows Quinn always wanted him to thrust towards her. His eyebrows were furrowing at its best. He just watched her pace the living room floor. And there it was, what every guy hates to hear. Four words, 12 letters: We need to talk. When a girl mentions those words together, it always means she's going to say something bad. Fuck. What is it this time? He thought they were fine. And to add it all up.. 'It's not about us, it's about me.' Shit. It is seriously something bad what she's going to say. "Wh-What is it?" He was scared to know what she was going on in her mind.
Quinn started pacing again, wondering how to tell him. The best thing to do was to just tell him and get it over with. Like ripping off a band-aid, right? But she didn't know if she could do that. Instead she just chewed on her bottom lip harder, and continued pacing. She knew it wasn't helping, the longer she made him wait the more he was bound to freak out. "Okay, so you know how me, Britt, and Santana came to the game right? Well..in order to do that..we had to quit the Cheerios" Quinn sucked in a deep breath and looked at him. "I'm not a cheerleader anymore.."
Puck was going crazy again. He rocked back and forth on the couch and squeezing his hands together. He licked his lips several times before Quinn spoke again. Puck threw his back on the couch. He laid down and put his hands on his face. The mohawked boy took deep breaths and continued doing it until he thought he can't do it anymore. He took off his hands away from his face and stared at the ceiling, still taking in deep breaths and licking his lips in between. He didn't say a word. Not a single word..
Quinn took a deep breath and watched him. He said nothing. Not a damn word. "Puck, say something..please?" The former cheerleader tried to control herself as she felt tears starting to form in her eyes. She knew Puck had a thing for her uniform, but surely he wouldn't be mad at her right? But still he said nothing. "Please? I don't care if you yell, or scream. Just please say something." She tried to control herself from crying, and blinked back the tears. Head cheerleader or not, Quinn Fabray was going to cry.
Puck sat up and pushed himself from the couch slowly. He approached Quinn and just stared at her blankly. "You got to stop doing this to me.." He took deep breaths like he couldn't breathe anymore. "You've got to just tell it to me straight than stalling like that." He pulled Quinn by the arm and held her in a tight embrace. "I thought I was going to lose you again." Puck closed his eyes and tried to calm himself as she was in his arms. "Baby, I don't care if you're not a cheerleader anymore. You almost gave me a panic attack. And why would you think I would be mad?" He pulled away and looked into her eyes. "I care more about your happiness and what you want. And I believe you if you wanted Glee more." He smiled at her, rested his hand on her cheek and caressed it with his thumb.
Quinn sighed as she wrapped her arms around him. She felt like her heart was going to drop to her stomach. "Sweetie, you are never going to lose me. You're stuck with me." She listened softly as he pulled back from her and looked at her. Before she spoke, she leaned up on her tip toes and pressed her lips against his. When she pulled back, she smiled up at him. "I'm sorry, baby. I thought you'd be mad because I know how much I know you like the uniform." She shrugged softly. "I didn't mean to make you think you were losing me, or to give you a panic attack. I would never leave you."
"That's the only thing I want, babe. Being stuck with you." Puck kissed her back and continued to look at him. "Baby, it's just a uniform. We can put you in different uniforms too, you know. Like that Catholic girl's uniform." He winked at her and shook her a little. "It's just, the way you were trying to tell me was a little nerve-wracking. I got really scared." He pressed his forehead against hers. "Don't ever do that again, ok? If you have something to tell me, just tell it to me straight. That way I won't assume so much." He laughed softly.
Quinn lightly smacked his chest rolling her eyes. "You gotta give up on the Catholic school girl uniform. Although I will consider asking Berry for the outfit she wore during her Britney thing." She added with a soft shrug.
"Hmm. That can work really well. Considering Berry's smaller than you so the outfit will be shorter than you.. Borrow it! Ok?" He got excited and was smiling a lot.
"I'm sorry. I wanted to do it like a bandaid, but I was worried. I didn't want you to be mad. Between the uniform and now you're not going to be dating a cheerleader. I didn't want you to get all mad. Glee just means a lot more to me than being a Cheerio." Quinn sighed and wrapped her arms around him in a hug. She let her head fall to rest on his chest. "I love you."
"It's ok, babe. Next time, jut tear it like a bandaid. I'm not dating you, Q.." He said with his eyebrows furrowed. "I have a fiancee." He quirked his eyebrows at her and poked her sides. "And I understand being into glee more. If I had to choose between football and glee, I would totally pick glee over football." He smiled softly at her and hugged her again. "I love you too, Q. Head cheerleader or not." Puck kissed the top of her head.
"Hm, and I thought you only picked glee over football for Berry." Quinn paused and raised an eyebrow at him before laughing. "I'm kidding, relax." She smiled softly, before pulling back a little to look at him. "Good. But I do have a surprise for you. You can't have it now, you have to wait until Valentine's Day." Her lips pulled into a smirk, and she leaned up to kiss him gently. Quinn pulled herself away from him, and went back to the couch. She tucked her feet under her as she sat down, and patted the seat next to her.
"No, I didn't! I picked glee because of you. Berry even knew that!" Puck calmed down a little when he heard Quinn had a surprise for him on Valentine's Day. "Baby, you're letting me wait that long?" He did his famous pout. Once Quinn pulled away from him, he pushed his bottom lip out more and watched her as she sat down on the couch. He slowly approached her and sat on the empty space next to her. Puck leaned back on the couch, still pouting.
"Baby! I was kidding, relax." She shook her head with a laugh, but it faded as she saw the pout. "Don't give me the pout, it's something you're gonna love. And you have to wait. You don't want me to ruin it and tell you now do you?" She knew he was going to say yes, but she really did want him to wait. It was only another 5 days. Like a school week. Quinn leaned over and kissed his cheek. "Come on, it's a good surprise. And I'm sure you'll love it."
Puck let out a deep sigh and crossed his arms over his bare chest. "Fine." He spatter out, frowning. "It better be good, Q." Puck's an impatient person especially about surprises. He hated surprises but loves giving them to people. He sat up and scooted forward to get back to reading. Clearly nothing was going to happen between them and he had too much break time. Puck picked up a big binder and opened it from where he ended and started to read from there.
Quinn rolled her heads and leaned back in the couch. She sat there for a while, just watching Puck's eyes scan over the words in the binder. She was really proud of him, he had done a lot of growing up in a really short time. Leaning over, Quinn kissed his cheek softly before jumping up from the couch. "Do you mind if I take a shower. baby?" She didn't really wait for an answer as she made her way towards the steps. "I'm still sticky." She shot Puck a wink, before laughing softly.
Puck's eyes widened a little as she asked him if she could take a shower. He doesn't know if she was just playing him to get his attention or she was really asking him for real and trying to lure him in the shower as well. He put the pencil in the binder and closed it. He turned around to look over at Quinn. "Sticky?" He was thinking because of the ice cream sex but it couldn't be because she was out with Kurt a few hours ago. "Hey, why are you sticky?" He asked curiously as he followed her towards the stairs.
Quinn turned around to hide her smirk as Puck followed her up the stairs. "Oh you know. Just sticky." She waved her hand in the air as she continued up the stairs and towards the bathroom. Truth was she was still sticky from their ice cream sex, but she wanted to let his mind wander as to why she could be sticky. Quinn walked into the bathroom and turned on the water, letting it run to get warm. When she turned around she saw Puck leaning against the door frame. "Are you planning on joining me?"
"Just sticky, huh?" Puck smirked a little, thinking she never took a bath from last night. Damn. Isn't that hot? He leaned against the door frame and watched Quinn's every move. "Well, I think I'm kind of sticky too. You know, just sticky. So maybe, I will." He raised an eyebrow and walked towards her. "Where are you sticky, babe?" He smirked and ran his hand down her arm.
Quinn's smirk grew just slightly as Puck walked towards her. "Oh you are huh? Well then you should definitely join me." A small shiver ran down her spine as she felt his hand on her arm. "Right, here." Quinn grabbed his hand, and led it down to her core. She was more than sticky now, but the simple thought of showering with Puck had gotten her so turned on. "You think you can help me get clean?" She asked as she looked up at him, her smirk still on her lips.
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Puck's smirk grew as well as Quinn grabbed his hand and led it down to her core. He just nodded and pulled his hand away from her. Without a word, Puck knelt down on both knees and slowly unbuttoned and unzipped her pants. He let her panties on and looked up at her through his eyelashes before he buried his face on her core. He put his hands on Quinn's ass, squeezing them slightly.
Quinn looked down at Puck, biting down on her bottom lip. A low moan left her lips as he buried his face between her legs. Her knees wobbled slightly, and she had to grab onto the counter. "Oh God," she moaned softly, her eyes fluttering closed. Her hips bucked towards his face as she bit down on her lips to hold back a scream. The shower was forgotten and all she cared about was the boy below her.
Puck pulled back and looked up at her. "Baby, is that how you missed me? I'm not even in you yet and the reaction of your body is so powerful already." Puck smirked and slowly pulled down her panties. He spread Quinn's legs a little wider and licked her length from her ass to her front. "You really are sticky, babe." He slowly squeezed his tongue in her entrance and moved his tongue in a circular motion.
"Just shut up and touch me." She half begged, half commanded. As soon as she felt his tongue, her hips jerked forward against his face. Quinn's hands found the back of his head and she let them rest there not planning on letting him move unless he needed to breath. A few soft moans left her lips as she rocked her hips against his tongue just slightly.
Puck liked Quinn's moans as he searched for her G-spot. As soon as Quinn jumped a little, he knew he found it. Puck wanted to make her come in his mouth so he brushed his tongue on that spot then he flickered his tongue over it. Puck smirked against her core as he felt Quinn's body tremble a little.
Quinn grabbed the counter harder as she felt her knees go weak again. When she felt his tongue run across her G-spot, she bit her lip to hold back a scream as her body started shaking. She could already feel her release building, and knew she wasn't going to last very long at all.
Puck spanked her ass. "Don't hold back your scream!" One of things that Puck hated, was not making his woman scream. He wants to make Quinn scream all the time but she holds it back, and he's not happy about it. He kept spanking her ass until she screamed. When Quinn didn't want to scream, Puck pushed his face more on her core and he flickered his tongue fast on her G-spot then inserted a finger in her asshole all at the same time. He'll do everything just to make her scream. And he's serious about the 'everything'.
Quinn felt her whole body shake even more at everything Puck was doing for her. As her own orgasm started crashing over her, Puck's name fell from her lips in a scream. She bucked her hips against his face as she rode out her orgasm, not being able to control her screams anymore. As she came down from her high, Quinn leaned against the counter, feeling like she was going to fall over.
Once Puck heard her scream his name he felt he accomplished his mission. He felt Quinn's hot juices on his tongue and scooped it out of her. He sucked and licked her clean while Quinn bucked her hips towards his face. He missed how sweet she tasted. He slurped, sucked and licked every drop. Puck sat down on the tiled floor, panting and searching for air. He grabbed Quinn's waist and pulled her down to sit on his lap, making her feel his erection. "Had fun, babe? I did." Puck whispered into her ear and just hugged her.
A whimper left the blonde's lips as she felt his erection, and she nodded. "So much for that shower." She teased. "But yes, I had fun." Quinn smiled and crashed her lips to his. Her hips rocked against his erection slightly. But she quickly jumped up from his lap, and climbed into the shower. A smirk pulled across her lips as she turned up the hot water and went to stand under it.
Puck kissed her back and moaned against Quinn's lips as she rocked her hips against his erection. A whimper left the mohawked boy's lips when Quinn jumped up from his lap. "Babe.." Puck watched her get in the shower and stood under the water. "Mmm.. Having a little show for me?" Puck smirked and stood up from the floor.
"Maybe," Quinn said softly. Quinn ran her fingers through her hair as she stood under the water, tilting her head back and letting the water run down her body. She let out a sigh, and enjoyed the hot water.
He slid his tiny undies down and stroked himself a little, watching Quinn get wet and looking at him with a smirk. He slowly approached the shower and climbed right in. Puck hugged Quinn from behind, making her feel his length on her ass. He kissed her wet neck and rubbed her stomach with both of his hands.
Quinn jumped a little when she felt Puck behind her. She let her head fall back against his shoulder, giving him better access to her neck. "If you keep that up, I might have to beg you to fuck me." She whispered softly. Quinn pushed herself back more against Puck, moaning at the feeling of his length against her ass. "Mm, baby."
"Just say it and I'll fuck you hard, Quinny." Puck whispered as he thrusts his hips, wanting friction on his lower half body considering he hasn't gotten off. One of his calloused hands slowly slid down south to meet with Quinn's folds once again.
NEXT CHAPTER: Is Sam getting back in Quinn's life good for Quick?
AN: I'll try to update faster now! Lol. Midterms is fast approaching but because there are still a lot of you guys reading this, I'll update as fast as I can. AND THANK YOU FOR THOSE WHO WAITED! :)