Disclaimer: I own not a character in the following story, only my own humble ideas.
A/N: Here's where it starts to get dirty. I'm not an expert writer of these sorts of things, if you think it falls flat, please let me know.
Puck pulled Rachel out of the truck, and roughly slung her over his shoulder. She had been asleep since he turned off of Santana's street, and he was pretty pissed that he had gotten stuck with this duty. He considered just leaving her at his house, but he didn't want her to wake up somewhere she didn't know alone. He figured that would scar her for life. Plus, that party was pretty lame as Santana parties go. Usually everyone was only semi-clothed by the time he got there. So he hauled her into the house and up the stairs to his bedroom. She had never replaced her shirt, so he just pulled her shoes off and laid her down on the bed. He thought she might be waking up, because she started moaning in her sleep, but she simply rolled onto her side and curled up. He threw a comforter over her, and started to walk out, already thinking of how to beat the next boss in the game.
"Noah?" came a soft feminine voice from over his shoulder. Damn it.
"Yeah?" He turned around in the doorway to face her.
"Where am I?" She looked around the room, clearly trying to make some connection.
"My house." He replied simply.
"Why did you bring me here? To your house?" She sits up in his bed, looking worried, moonlight shining on her hair. He takes a couple steps towards her.
"I just…" Come on, Puck, think of a good reason… "I didn't want you to be alone. In case you got sick or something. That's all." She looked down to her lap, then back up to him.
"I don't want to be alone." He furrowed his brow, but she motioned for him to come towards her. He came a couple steps closer. "Will you stay here with me? Until I fall back to sleep?" He looked at her for a moment and how the comforter has fallen down, revealing her torso.
Babysitting had just gotten a whole lot better.
"Sure, Berry. Whatever you want." He walked around to the other side of the bed and lay down. She wiggled herself back to laying down and then snuggled up against him. He wrapped an arm around her. He could tell that she was thinking hard about something.
"Penny for your thoughts." Puck almost smacked himself in the head for that cheesy line.
"I just… well…" Rachel planted a light kiss on his chest where her head was resting. Then she planted another, a little higher. Then one on his shoulder. Then on his neck. Then her kisses got a little deeper on his neck. Then she started sucking at his neck. Puck was lost in the feel of her lips for a moment, until she grabbed his face and started in on his ear. He closed his eyes, just letting her little mouth suck on his earlobe, and feeling her body pushed up against his. He was more than a little surprised when she crawled on top of him, but he just wrapped his arms around her and ran his fingers up and down her spine. She caught his lips then and her hand started to slide lower on his body
"What are you doing Berry?" He grunted.
Her hand stopped just above his jeans. So close he almost couldn't stand it.
"Do you not want me to?" She asked. He opened his eyes to look at her. She looked ready to cry.
"I don't want you to do something you'll regret when you sober up." God help him for the 'good guy' thing he magically picked up today.
"I'm not drunk. I'm perfectly fine." Her face was set, but she wobbled just a bit as she said it.
"Fine, whatever, you're not drunk. You sure this is what you want to do?" She ground down on him once. "Berry, I'm serious. Think about this before you act." She ground down on him again. Puck restrained himself from flipping her over right then. But he needed to hear her say yes more than he needed to hear her scream his name. He needed her agreement. "Berry." He said, his voice as steady as he could make it.
"Yes, Noah. This is what I want to do." That's all it took.
He grabbed her arms and flipped them both over in one move, and started to grind into her. She giggled at first, but quickly started to make more appropriate noises. He reached behind her back and unhooked her bra, then quickly disposed of it on the floor. He kissed a trail down her neck and towards her breasts, making her arch her back and moan as he reached them. He grabbed one in his hands and started kneading and teasing it, while biting the underside of the other. She gasped and wiggled underneath him, and he had to concentrate hard not to lose it right then. He worked his mouth down her toned stomach to the edge of her skirt, which he unzipped and tossed on the floor as well. He reached down between her legs and ran his fingers along the outside of her panties, and she moaned loudly. She started to reach down to unbutton his jeans, but he pulled away from her. He needed a condom before this went any further.
"Where are you going?" She whined. Oh, but he wanted to go back to her. No. No. He needed a condom. Now.
"I'll be right back." He leaned down and kissed her forehead. "Right back." He remembered that his bedroom stash had been emptied out the other day, and ran down the hall to raid the bathroom stash. Instead he found a note from his sister that she would tell mom about his condom drawers if he didn't… whatever. He ran downstairs into her room, opened her nightstand and took the condoms back. He'd deal with her later; right now he had a soprano's V-card to take. Taking the steps two at a time, he got back to his bedroom to find her asleep.
He stood in the doorway, so hard he thought he might explode, and she was asleep.
He considered waking her up, but she lightly snored just then, and that thought gave way to other ones. 'How in the fuck did she get to sleep that quickly?' he thought. 'Was she not awake when she agreed?' That was a scary thought. Puck did many things that could be constituted as "bad", but taking someone's virginity while they were asleep was territory even he wouldn't go near. 'Well, if she was asleep when she agreed, then I'm glad this didn't get any farther.' His member in his jeans had other thoughts. He shook his head and sighed. Babysitting drunk Berry blew hard.
He started to go back downstairs to play the video game, but decided against it. She might wake up again in a few minutes anyway, and they could continue where they left off. So he crawled in the bed beside her and lay down. Another soft snore from the brunette next to him. This was going to be a long night.