A Very Puckleberry Redo Chapter 11, a glee fanfic

AN: Alright, so here's the next chapter. I hope you guys like it and please REVIEW! I love all the feedback I can get! Be warned, this chapter is definitely worthy of the M rating.

Suzanne Wolfe: Thanks for the review. I'm trying to do weekly updates, so hopefully I'll be able to keep it up. Glad you liked the last chapter.

Me: I'm sorry I've kept you waiting so long. I just didn't want to rush it with them, since they have past history that I haven't full explained. But it's coming, I promise.

Disclaimer: I still don't own Glee, or else Puck would be a central character in the new season! I also don't own any songs or anything else familiar.

Chapter 11: Winter Break, Part 1 (December 18 – January 4)

"Happy birthday, baby girl!" Hiram exclaimed when Rachel skipped into the kitchen, dressed in sweats and a tank top. She'd already completed her morning workout and shower, but as it was her birthday and the first day of winter break, so the diva didn't see any reason to get dressed up.

"Thanks daddy! I can't believe I'm finally 16!" Rachel beamed and kissed her daddy's cheek before being swept up by Leroy.

"Happy birthday, honey." Leroy said as Rachel laughed, the tall man spinning her around before setting the small girl back on her feet.

"Thanks! It smells so good. What's for breakfast?" Rachel asked, moving away from her dad to see the stove covered in pans, different things cooking all at once.

"Well, since you'll probably spend most of today with your friends, we thought we'd do our celebration this morning. That way you can have today for yourself. Plus, we have to head off to work in a little while and don't want you waiting around for us." Leroy said as he moved to flip the pancakes.

"But…we always spend today together." She would not admit to pouting, as she was 16 now and too old to do such a thing.

"We know baby, but your friends want to spend time with you too. We've kept you all to ourselves so we thought we'd be nice this year and let them have you." Hiram said, although they all knew that the reason she'd never spent the day with anyone else was because there had never been anyone else. No friends, no boyfriends. No one.

"I don't even think they know it's my birthday, daddy." Rachel mumbled, turning away from her dads to avoid the sad looks she knew would be on their faces. Her fathers loved her more than anything and she was their world; this didn't translate into everyone else thinking the same, unfortunately.

"Well, then you'd be mistaken, honey. Because the Santana girl has already called to arrange for you to be able to spend the night at her house tonight." Leroy retorted, delighted his daughter finally had friends. Finally had others to share special holidays and celebrations with. People to make her face light up in surprise.

"Really?" When she received a nod of confirmation, Rachel had to stop herself from doing a little happy dance. Giving a light laugh at the goofy grin on Hiram's face, Rachel gave him a hug, their joy over the news shared between the three.

"Alright, while this is finishing up, here's your gifts." Leroy said, moving away from the stove to point to the small pile on the breakfast table. Giving a delighted noise, Rachel moved to a seat before pulling a present to her.

"We realized that with work, Sectionals, and your exams, we've completely forgotten about Hanukkah. So we've included those." Hiram said as he sat next to her.

"OH! I haven't had the time to shop at all! I don't have your presents!" Rachel's eyes were wide as shame filled her, not believing she'd actually forgotten about it. How does one just disremember one of the only Jewish holidays?

"That's alright, honey. We've already been blessed with the greatest gift anyone could ever receive. You." Okay, so Hiram's response was the cheesiest thing in the world, but it made Rachel smile and love fill her heart, so she didn't care. Her dads were literally the greatest parents in the world, no matter what anyone else said.

For Hanukkah she got a new pink winter coat with matching gloves and hat that were lined in white fofur, along with a black fleece jacket, Funny Girl on BluRay, a new memory card for her camera, a body wash set that smelled like vanilla rose, a pair of gold star earrings, a new bottle of her favorite perfume Allure by Chanel, and a (surprising) pair of black suede foldover wedge boots.

When she pulled the footwear from its box, Leroy had jumped in and explained the sales woman had recommended them since it was winter and all. The men had been embarrassed that they'd been at a loss as to what to buy, with Rachel no longer wearing her normal, patented wardrobe. Thankfully, the woman had said she could exchange the boots if she didn't like them.

"I love them, daddy. Thank you so much!" Rachel said, standing to embrace both men and kiss their cheeks.

"We only got you one thing for your birthday, but we thought you'd love it." Hiram said, sliding a pink envelope decorated with gold stars over to the diva. Sitting back down, Rachel looked at her dads before opening the present, giving out an eardrum bleeding shriek of excitement.

"WICKED! We're going to see Wicked? Really?" Rachel asked as she jumped from her chair, not being able to resist the temptation to do the happy dance she'd denied herself earlier. The men laughed along with her, delighted at her response.

"Yes we are, sweetie. The tickets are for January 16, so we'll spend the entire weekend in the city." Leroy said, chuckling again when Rachel threw her arms around him before hurrying to do the same to Hiram.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you!" Rachel couldn't believe she was actually going to be able to see her all-time favorite musical on a Broadway stage. Sure, she'd been able to go when it'd been shown in Columbus, but it just wasn't the same. It was Broadway!

"You're welcome, Rachel. Now, go put all this up because breakfast is just about ready."

The newly 16 year old gave a happy nod before scooping everything up in her arms, having to wrestle with it for a minute to keep from dropping things. Somehow she managed to keep the pile in her small arms all the way to her room, where she set it on her desk. This was definitely the best birthday. Like ever!

She was just making her way downstairs when the doorbell sounded, so Rachel detoured to greet the visitor.

"Noah! What are you doing here?" Rachel asked in surprise, not expecting him to be behind the door. It was 8:30 in the morning on a Saturday, after all.

"Happy b-day, babe. Your dads invited me over to breakfast." Puck shrugged before he smirked and pulled her against him, bending his head to capture her mouth with his.

It was way too fucking early to be up on the first day of break, but Puck wasn't gonna turn the daddy Berries down. Not when he got to spend time with his sexy girl before she was taken away by others.

Rachel sighed happily against his lips as she wound her arms around his neck, leaning up on her tiptoes to deepen the kiss. Yep, this was definitely the best birthday she'd ever had, hands down.

"Might want to come eat while everything is still hot." The two parted at Leroy's words, faces reddening at being caught. Grabbing his large hand, Rachel pulled Puck into the house before shutting the door and heading towards the dining room, where the men had already set everything up.

"Good morning, Noah." Hiram said when the two entered, sending the teen a smile.

"Morning Mr. Berry, Mr. Berry. Thanks for inviting me over." Puck said, trying to be as respectful as possible. He and the daddy Berries got along pretty well, but he was dating their daughter, so he was always cautious. What? You'd be too if you knew for a fact that there were weapons stashed in the house, badass or not.

"Of course, Noah. You're always welcome. And we've told you to call us Hiram and Leroy."

"Now, come sit and eat." Leroy said, taking his own seat. Puck pulled out Rachel's for her, earning a beaming smile that he knew just won him points. Score.

Thankfully, at least for Rachel, they were able to get through breakfast without the two men embarrassing the teens too badly. It was always uncertain, as the two Berry men had a tendency to speak without thinking at times, which could lead to very awkward table discussions for guests.

"That was delicious, M-Leroy. I'll clean up." Puck said as he stood and placed a kiss on Rachel's forehead before collecting the dishes and making his way into the kitchen. The men watched as Rachel sighed wistfully, staring at where the boy had disappeared to. Sharing a look, Leroy gave a small grimace before they both stood.

"We have to get going, baby girl. Have a great birthday and we'll see you tomorrow."

Rachel hugged her dad's goodbye, distracted by the sound of the water running in the kitchen. She just couldn't stop thinking about Puck being in her kitchen, doing the dishes. It was so…domestic.

"Bye dad, daddy. Love you." The two men left after calling out a farewell to Puck, knowing they were literally giving the green light for him to ravage their daughter. While it was a father's worst nightmare, they trusted Rachel to be responsible.

And…they could see the love the two held for each other, even if they hadn't realized it yet, so they didn't want to stand in the way. Even when their stomachs were in knots over the entire thing. Being a father sucked sometimes.

Rachel made her way into the kitchen and behind Puck, sliding her arms around his waist as she rested her face against his back.

"I'm so glad you're here, Noah." Puck grinned (badassly!) as he finished rinsing a plate and set it in the drying basket.

"It's your birthday, babe. Where else would I be?" Puck asked as he turned to wrap his arms around the petite girl and give her a light kiss.

"Well, that is true. But I hadn't expected you so early." Rachel replied, enjoying the feeling of comfort and safety she got whenever Puck's arms were around her.

"It's fuckin' early as shit, but your dads just left us here alone, so I think it's a fair trade." Rachel gave a light shake of the head at his leer, leaning up to give him another kiss before pulling away.

"You're incorrigible, Noah Puckerman."

"Damn straight, babe." Puck smirked, which caused the diva to raise an eyebrow at him.

"You know what that means?" She didn't mean to sound condescending, as Puck had drastically improved his grades over the last three months, but it was still surprising.

It wasn't often Puck let others see that he was more than just a dumb jock, even though Rachel knew that he was probably one of the smartest people she knew. Book smarts would only get one so far, after all.

"Mean's I'm a lost cause. Had to look that shit up since you kept callin' me it every five minutes." Puck muttered the last part, scratching at his neck.

"Not a lost cause, Noah. Just…you're too set in your ways to change. But I like you anyways, no matter how abhorrent your vocabulary. " Rachel corrected, not wanting him to think she didn't believe in him. Because she did. She knew Noah Puckerman was meant for a lot more than just a dead end job in a backwater town like Lima, no matter what anyone said otherwise.

"You just can't get enough of the Puckasaurus." Rachel rolled her eyes as he started flexing his arms. That boy was seriously in love with his own body, that was for sure.

"Yes, of course, the 'Puckasaurus' is too hot to resist." Puck threw his arm around her shoulders, bringing her against his side as he led her out of the kitchen and towards the living room.

"I know babe. It's a hard life."

At his response, Rachel couldn't stop herself from cracking a smile at his ridiculousness. When they reached the entryway to the living room, Puck dropped his arm.

"I need to go get somethin' outta my truck."

Rachel gave a nod and watched as he quickly exited the house before she went to their DVD collection. She didn't want to watch a movie, but she also wasn't sure where the day was going and she didn't want to be disappointed if it didn't end how she wanted it to.

"Do you want to watch a movie?" Rachel called out when she heard the door open and close, turning her head to see Puck reenter the room, guitar case in hand. He shook his head and motioned for her to take a seat, so the petite girl slid over to the couch, where he joined her.

"Happy birthday, Rach." Puck said, handing her two black velvet boxes. One was long and thin, while the other was a square.

"Oh, you didn't have to get me anything Noah. You being here with me is all I need." Rachel whispered, not really sure what to do. She'd never gotten a birthday present, or any present, from a boy.

"They're not much, since I didn't have long to save, but I wanted to get you somethin' you'd actually like." Puck mumbled, hating how his face was heating up. This was the first time, like ever, that he'd actually bought a gift for anyone not his ma or sis.

He just hoped she liked them because he really didn't think his ego could take it if she didn't, as he was already feeling like a pansy for all the feelings he had going on. What had happened to him? Oh, right, Rachel Berry happened. Chick should seriously come with a warning label or something.

Fingers trembling, Rachel glanced up at him before opening the square box, letting out a surprised gasp when a pretty gold charm bracelet was revealed. It glinted in the light, proving it was definitely of high quality. Attached to it were five gold charms: a star, the letter 'P', the number '20', a jeweled microphone and a heart that had 'NY' carved inside it.

"Oh Noah! It's beautiful!"

Rachel's large doe eyes turned to him, filled with happy tears as she was overwhelmed with emotion. The bracelet was the epitome of where she was in her life at that moment; and there were just enough touches to symbolize Puck that she knew she'd always remember this gift and who gave it to her. And how she…how she loved him.

"I uh…I thought the charms kinda represented you, or whatever. I forgot about Hanukkah and I know there're only 5, but with the bracelet there's six and-" Puck was cut off when his lap was filled with a joyous girlfriend, her lips peppering his face with kisses before they sealed themselves against his own.

Running her hands through the strip of short hairs, Rachel couldn't stop herself from showing how she felt about him in the kiss. She might be too scared to say the words, too afraid he wouldn't feel the same way, but she could show him. And she did.

When the diva finally pulled away, Puck thought his lungs were on fire. But fuck, that kiss had been like, epic. He'd sworn, as pussy as it was, he'd been able to feel it down to his fucking toes. And it made his damn heart do that clenching thing that it'd started up, making him worried he'd have a heart attack one of these days. Which would suck, as he was too fucking hot to die this young.

"Thank you, Noah." Rachel whispered, leaning forward again to place another, more chaste, kiss on his lips. Puck rubbed his hands up and down her back, keeping her in his lap as he tried to get air back in his lungs.

"You're welcome, babe. But there's another present. This one is actually for your birthday." Puck said, reaching around her to snag the thin box and handed it to her.

Leaning back a little, so that she was sitting more on his knees than up against the bulge that had started growing, Rachel couldn't resist kissing him again before opening the box. When she saw a gold necklace with a gold 'Rachel' pendant (yes, I stole it from the show), she swore her heart was just going to leap out of her chest.

"Oh. I love it!" Rachel traced the letters, having trouble believing her boyfriend, the sex shark of McKinley, had actually bought such beautiful things for her. It was…it just proved that he was a lot more than a jock. And that he might just feel the same way about her that she did him.

"I thought about getting' you a 'Puck' one, to mark my territory. But…I wanted you to remember who you are every time you see it. Remember that you're this fucking awesome diva going places and won't take any prisoners on your rise to the top."

"I…will you put it on me?" Rachel asked, lifting up her hair and twisting around as best she could. Puck's large fingers fumbled with the tiny ass clasp before he finally got the damn thing open and clipped around her neck.

Turning back around, Rachel ran her hands over his cheeks, her eyes like tractor beams that his couldn't look away from. She gave him another kiss before wrapping her arms around his neck, hugging him closely; since she was in his lap. This put his face right above her tits and he was not gonna complain about that. Like, at all.

"You're an amazing boyfriend, Noah. I know…I know you want everyone else to see you as Puck, but you'll always be Noah to me. I…I know you might not…return my feelings, as it's only been a few months, but…I just wanted to tell you that I…" Rachel trailed off, not sure if she really had the courage to say the words out loud.

Puck pulled back, meeting her eyes while his own arms came up to encircle her waist, pulling her closer to him. Rachel's eyes dropped, as she couldn't keep looking at him when he had that look on in his eyes; as if he did share those feelings. It would just hurt too much when he didn't say the words.

"I have one more present for you."

Surprised at the topic shift, and thankful, Rachel's eyes darted back up to his questionably. He kissed her nose before lifting her off his lap and depositing her back on the couch as he leaned over to grab his guitar from its case. She watched as he fiddled with it for a few minutes, recognizing it as a nervous habit.

"Noah, you don't have to do this if you're uncomfortable. You've already given me so much more than I could have ever asked for." Puck sent her a small smile, one she knew not many got to see, before taking a calming breathe and turning to face her.

"I know this won't be very good, as I've only just now started fiddling with writing. But, I wrote this for you and hope you like it." Before she could ask what he meant, the mohawked teen started strumming, shooting her these shy little looks before he started singing.

"I remember when I realized
The depth of your beauty for the first time
A million ears had heard you
But none had listened quite like mine

Every phrase that leaves your lips
Makes me feel as if I'm paralyzed
Talking is trivial, sing another crazy note
And I will be the reload

The troubles that we knew before
Disappear and all I know is that
It makes no difference where you come from
I don't care if you need my love
You know I'll be there
I swear I want to sing to the world
No need to keep it a secret
You are the one, the only
My musical soulmate

Darling listen
The audience is calling you
(They're calling you)
There's no way in hell that
They will ever feel you like I do

It makes no difference where you come from
I don't care if you need my love
You know I'll be there
I swear I want to sing to the world
No need to keep it a secret
You are the one, the only
My musical soulmate

As he trailed off, all Rachel could do was stare at him in wonder. Sure, it wasn't the most amazing song she'd ever heard, but he'd written it for her, which put it in a league of its own in her mind. Not able to contain herself, Rachel threw herself at him, thankful he was able to drop the guitar to the floor before she landed on him.

Puck didn't even get to ask how she liked it before her tongue was down his throat, not that he was complaining or anything. Cause he wasn't, as he'd already said Berry was a phenomenal kisser.

And her reaction soothed him, letting him know that even though the song wasn't that great overall, she still loved it. And if one of his first written songs got this reaction, he couldn't wait to see what happened when he got better at composing.

"Noah…that was…it…" Rachel mumbled, not able to actually form a full thought as she kept attacking his mouth, needing him to feel what she was feeling. By his enthusiastic response, she hoped he did.

"I take it you liked it?" Puck asked with a chuckle when their lips finally parted. Rachel just hummed in reply, her mouth moving over his face and down his neck, nipping and sucking on all the skin she came in contact with, earning a groan from him in the process.

"That was the most romantic thing anyone has ever done for me, Noah. I can't believe you actually wrote a song for me." Rachel said finally, pulling away so she could look him in the face, her arms sliding over his shoulders and her fingers playing with the short hairs at the base of his skull.

"It was badass, you mean." Puck said, cringing at the 'r' word. The guys would never let him hear the end of it if they found out about this. But, it's made Berry lose her shit, so he could put up with the teasing. Besides, his fist would make anyone who made any remarks cry for their mamas, fucking no doubt.

"Yes, yes badass." Rachel agreed before claiming his mouth again, moaning against his lips as their tongues began to tango once more.

Puck couldn't stop the groan that sounded in his throat as his girl kept wiggling on his lap, rubbing against his straining erection. He'd been waiting all fucking week to have Berry to himself, as they hadn't been alone since Monday night. And he was missing having unrestricted access to all that silky skin.

Pulling back, Rachel tried to catch her breathe as she lost herself in his hazel eyes, feeling like she was falling into a bottomless pit, She knew he'd rebuke her statement if she said aloud how she thought his eyes were beautiful, so she kept that little tidbit to herself.

"Noah, I…this has been the most amazing birthday." Puck smirked at her, ego swelling at her praise. Fuck yeah he made his girl's day awesome. After all, he was Noah fucking Puckerman.

"I'm glad you liked your gifts. I know I'm not always the best with words, 'specially when they deal with feelings and shit, but I wanted you to know how much…how much you mean to me." The last was said in a whisper as the teen inwardly cringed at how sappy this was getting.

"The gifts were perfect, Noah. But, what means more to me than anything is that you shared it all with me. That you stepped out of your comfort zone to make sure my day started out as spectacular as it has. I…"

Trailing off, Rachel's eyes dropped to focus on the collar of his red plaid over shirt, hands fiddling nervously with his hair as she tried to grip on to the courage to just be honest. To lay her feelings out there so that he would know just how much she cared for him. Taking a deep breath, Rachel squared her shoulders and met his questioning eyes, determined to be brave.

"I love you, Noah."

Puck felt like he'd been punched in the gut. His mouth fell open as he gaped at her, his sluggish brain trying to keep up with what was going on. But it was like the damn thing had short circuited and he couldn't think straight. But when her pretty brown eyes filled with hurt and tears, her lips beginning to tremble, Puck tried to stop being a dumbass and say something.

"Really?"

That was not the response she'd been expecting. After the prolonged silence, Rachel had thought he'd say something rude or try and brush it off. She hadn't thought he'd look at her with such bewilderment, as if he couldn't even contemplate someone having such feelings for him. For the Lima Loser.

"Yes, Noah. I realize you might not feel the same way, but I felt like you should know, as I pride myself on honesty." Rachel said, eyes dropping again along with her chin, not able to keep looking at him as pain lacerated at her heart.

"I…if you ever mention this moment to anyone, I'll deny it, but…I think I love you too." Head snapping up at the mumbled words, Rachel's large eyes met his, not believing she'd actually heard him utter that.

"You think?"

"Yeah, well, the only people I've ever loved are my sis and ma. And I don't feel like that for you, cuz that'd be messed up. But…I dunno…god I'm such a fucking pussy." At her hopeful look, Puck pinched the bridge of his nose before diving into the emotions bull, knowing he had to be honest with her no matter how pansy he felt.

"My heart does this fucking stupid clenching thing when I'm around you, and I'm always happy to see you. I don't like seeing you sad, and when Finn hit you I wanted to kill him. I like spending time with you, even if it's to do homework and I actually like your crazy. I dunno…" Puck shrugged, uncomfortable with revealing so much. He really had just lost his balls to the short Broadway bound diva.

"I feel the same way, Noah. I…I wake up and go to sleep thinking about you. The amount of time you're on my mind is actually alarming, as it leaves very little time for me to concentrate on other matters, which isn't good for my grades."

Rachel actually scowled at him at the end, as if it was his fault she couldn't concentrate. Well, actually, it was his fault. Puck just smirked at her before pulling her mouth to his, wanting to get past all this mushy shit.

Rachel allowed herself to be mauled, her heart so full that she didn't think she'd be able to contain all the love for very long. Noah Puckerman loved her, Rachel Berry! It was just…mind boggling If anyone had told her that she'd be in such a long and loving relationship with the school's biggest bully and manwhore, she'd demand they check themselves into the psych ward at the hospital.

But here they were, still together after three months and actually in love. What she felt for the fellow Jew completely bypassed everything she'd ever felt before, telling the girl that this was real love. True love. Adult love. And she couldn't be happier.

Slowly pulling her lips from his, Rachel smiled down at him before she moved out of his lap. At Puck's pout, Rachel just smiled and grabbed his hand, signaling she wanted him to get up. Sighing at the loss of his sexy girlfriend, Puck rose from the couch, his large hand swallowing her tiny one.

His eyes widened as she pulled him towards the stairs, not believing he was actually going to get to score. They might not be sleeping together yet, but he could clearly read the signs and Rachel Berry wanted some Puckster attention. Which he was 100% happy to supply.

Rachel led him up the stairs and through the star marked door, her decision cementing in her mind. She'd been ready to take the final step with Puck for a few weeks now, but after hearing him proclaim his love for her, she couldn't wait any longer. She had to have him, had to show him that she returned his feelings whole heartedly.

"Noah, I want you to make love to me." Rachel whispered, staring up into his eyes, delighting in the look of shock that flashing in them.

"R-really? You're ready for that?"

Okay, so his response was totally unbadass, but she just surprised him is all. He'd been waiting for months now to get in her pants, and after the ordeal he'd just survived, he hadn't expected to be getting laid today; so he was allowed the pansy moment, thank you very fucking much.

"Yes." Rachel smiled before leaning up to kiss him. That was all the incentive Puck needed.

Rachel let out a small squeal of surprise when she was suddenly lifted into a pair of strong arms before being lowered onto her pink and orange comforter, Puck leaning over her with the most sensual look she'd ever seen. It was so erotic that Rachel could feel herself actually getting wet, just by a look.

"I'm gonna rock your world so good, babe."

Rachel gave him a sexy little smirk as she scooted back on the bed so she was against her pillows. Puck kicked off his shoes and pulled off his over shirt before joining her, laying his body over hers so he could capture her into a toe curling kiss.

When they separated, Puck started kissing and nipping at her neck, wanting to leave a mark so everyone knew just who she belonged to. Rachel sighed in pleasure at his ministrations, running her hands over his scalp and down to his shoulders, giving his shirt a little impatient tug.

Chuckling, Puck sat up and pulled the garment off, tossing it away carelessly. Before he could retake his position, Rachel had also sat up and began skimming her hands over the broad expense of tanned skin, soon following the trail with her lips. When she reached the ring on his left nipple, Rachel lapped at the bud before giving the metal a gentle tug, which resulted in his hips jerking.

Switching to the other small bud, Rachel paid it its due, having read that male nipples were just as sensitive as female ones. Just because they weren't attached to a pair of breasts did not mean they should be neglected. And if Puck's little groans were any indication, the magazine had been correct.

Trailing her lips up from his nipple, Rachel sucked at the tight skin of his neck, delighting when it turned red. Take that! Now he was marked as well and she couldn't deny how ridiculously pleased she was with that result. Cresting his chin, she lightly snagged his full bottom lip between her teeth before sucking it into her mouth.

Groaning, Puck wrapped one hand around her neck and pulled her flush against him, taking over the kiss, demanding entrance with his tongue. Which the horny brunette was more than happy to allow, even though she battled with her own weapon, not allowing him complete dominance.

When there was no oxygen left in his lungs, Puck pulled away and his hands dropped to the bottom of her shirt, tugging it up and over her head. He'd be a lying bastard if he said his breathe didn't catch at the sight of her, all the dewy tanned skin with pretty mounds encased in soft pink lace. She was just so damn sexy that he had no control over how his body reacted to her, so shut the fuck up.

"You're so hot, baby."

Rachel beamed at him, taking pride in such a statement. She worked hard to keep her body in tip top shape, with her workouts, cheerleading and dance classes, so she felt justified in such pride. And the fact that Noah Puckerman, who'd been with more woman than she'd ever want to know about, thought she was hot was an ego boost that she hoped to always have access to.

"You're very handsome yourself, Noah." Rachel said, her voice going husky as Puck's fingertips skimmed down her back until he got to the clasp, which was deftly undone. Allowing the barrier to slide off her shoulders, Rachel tossed it over the bed, not caring where it landed as Puck drank the sight in.

Leaning down, he kissed her deeply, wanting her to know just how fucking amazing he thought she was. Not only in looks, but in everything. And yes, the Puck from the beginning of the school year would kick his ass for how he was acting, but he couldn't find the will to care.

He'd finally found someone who thought something of him, who loved him, faults and all, and Puck wasn't ready to let that go, no matter how pussy whipped that made him. Better being whipped by a kick ass girl like Berry than to be alone feeling like shit; he'd take Berry every time.

Sighing happily, Rachel laid back against her pillows and crooked her finger at him, giggling when he threw himself on top of her, catching his weight on his arms so as not to crush the small girl. Running her hands over his bare chest, Rachel couldn't stop herself from pressing another kiss to his lips.

"I love you." Puck grinned down at her (yes, an honest to god grin) and nipped at her full lips.

"Love you too, babe."

The words came a little easier the second time and the blinding smile she gave him made the slight discomfort worth it. They shared another kiss before Puck moved down, wanting to get things moving, as his erection was making its impatiens known.

When his face was eye level with her perky girls, Puck sent a smirk up at her before lowering his mouth to the right nub, flicking his tongue back and forth as the flesh began to harden. Not wanting the other tit to feel neglected, Puck cupped the warm flesh in his large hand, thumb stroking over the puckered flesh in time with his tongue movements.

Rachel moaned as he fondled her, gripping the comforter in her hands as she was swarmed with pleasure. Everything was so much more intense now, and Rachel had to guess that it was a result from them sharing their feelings, as nothing else could explain why his ministrations were affecting her so.

The saying that everything was better when it was shared between people who loved each other must be true then, as the attention her breasts were receiving was making her begin to see stars already.

Switching to the other boob, Puck smirked around the nub in his mouth at the sounds Rachel was making. Fuck yeah! Shit was hot! If he could get her to have a boob-gasm, that would just cement his status as the best forever, and Puck threw himself into trying to get such a reaction.

To accomplish this, he released the nipple and started lightly stroking the entire mound, paying special attention to the underside. Dudes who thought only the peaks were sensitive were idiots, as the whole body was like a giant nerve.

Obviously, there were certain points that were extra sensitive, but not paying attention to the rest of the body just because the chick didn't react as strongly was retarded. It was like that epic blow job Berry had given him in the bathroom; she'd enhanced the entire thing by making him hyper sensitive, which he wanted to do to her.

Skimming his lips after his fingers, Puck lightly kissed than licked at her flesh, smirking as she continued to let out little moans and whimpers of pleasure, her hips wiggling as she tried to find some friction. Keeping his hands constantly moving, Puck mapped out her entire chest with his mouth, not leaving any stretch of creamy skin untouched before returning to her straining tips.

When the warmth of Puck's mouth returned to her tight nubs, Rachel couldn't stop the whimper that was wrenched from her throat. Her head thrashed on her pillow, not believing how much pleasure he was able to give her by simply fondling her breasts.

With each suckle, electricity shot from the throbbing flesh down to her core, making it pulse with need and flood her panties. The pulsating only continued to intensify as he kneaded one breast and sucked on the other, adding his teeth to the mix to heighten her pleasure even more. It was too much, she couldn't take it anymore.

"Noah! It's…I'm gonna…Ugh!" Rachel groaned, her back arching, pushing her chest further into his face, as the tightness in her stomach suddenly released. It wasn't that powerful of an orgasm, but it still left pleasure coursing through her veins.

"Fuck yeah, that was awesome." Puck said, releasing the nipple he'd been tormenting to smirk down at the panting diva. Rachel's eyes were screwed tightly shut as she tried to regain control over herself, not understanding how that had just happened.

"What…how…" Puck's smirk grew at her confused words, her eyes slowly opening to lock onto his smug face.

"That, baby, was a boob-gasm. Shit's fucking epic."

"Noah, really, can't you speak without such vulgar language at the present time?" As she huffed, Puck couldn't resist leaning down for another kiss. Even after just getting off, the chick was still so uptight. He'd just have to do something about that.

"Not likely." Rachel rolled her eyes at his words, too content to really be bothered.

Pushing against his chest, Rachel waited until he'd moved to lean against the headboard before she moved towards him. Puck's erection was straining painfully against his jeans, sending out a distress signal to any that'd listen; good thing Rachel seemed to be tuned in.

Sending him a sexy little grin, Rachel made quick work of opening his jeans and jerking them down his hips, which he lifted to help her out. See, he could be a gentleman. Rachel pulled the jeans and boxers down his muscular legs, her fingers lightly skimming skin as she pulled them off. Throwing the clothes over the side of the bed, Rachel refocused on the large, throbbing erection that was demanding attention.

Running her nails over his thighs, she smirked as his cock twitched, its head weeping in agony at being ignored. Reaching it, Rachel swiped her thumb over the head, collecting the moisture and bringing it to her mouth, relishing in the groan the action caused her boyfriend to emit.

She sucked on her thumb for a moment, eyes rising to meet his heated gaze before she released the digit and leaned down to pepper the dick with kisses. Slowly allowing her tongue to join the party, Rachel curled the muscle around his girth as much as she could, pulling back and allowing him to slide over her appendage, delighting in his taste.

Reaching the head once more, Rachel swirled her tongue around it several times before she plunged her face back down, letting it go all the way down. Puck's hips gave a violent jerk and his moan was unmistakable when he suddenly felt himself encased in her throat.

How this small ass midget managed to take his dick all the way into her throat was still a mystery to him; not that he was complaining or anything. Fuck no. Shit was amazing. And when she added humming to the mix, he knew he'd lose his shit before he'd even gotten to the main course.

Rachel gave a little pout when her shoulders were pulled back, making her have to release the cock from its second favorite enclosure. But the primal look that had taken over Puck's features sent heat coursing through her, so Rachel let it go.

Puck flipped the petite teen under him, earning a look of surprise and lust before he moved down her body. Giving each boob a few sucks and licks, just to make sure they were both still paying attention, he moved down until he'd reached her sweats. Sliding his fingers under the elastic of them and then the lace panties underneath, Puck quickly pulled them from her, wanting, needing, to see her.

And what a sigh she made, all tan skin and long legs. How such a short girl managed to have legs for miles was something he'd never understand, as it really should be impossible. Running his hands up those appendages, Puck smirked at her before pulling her thighs apart, revealing her soaking center to her perusal.

Moving one hand from her thigh, Puck let his fingertips lightly trace the petal soft lips before dipping inside, spreading the wetness around so that there wasn't an inch that wasn't covered in her want. Smirking as her breathe began to quicken, Puck slowly let one finger sink into her tight channel, earning a moan as her inner muscles clamped down.

"Gotta get you stretched out a little babe. Don't wanna hurt you, since it's been awhile." Rachel didn't acknowledge his words, too busy wiggling her hips to try and get more friction down below.

Leaning down, Puck claimed her mouth with his as he pumped his finger in and out several times before adding a second, causing her to tear her mouth away to let out a cock twitching mewl as she clutched onto his shoulders to stay anchored.

"So fuckin' hot." Puck's words were a whisper as he stared down at her, wondering what he'd ever done to deserve her.

"Noah! Please! I can't take it anymore. I need you!" Rachel exclaimed, her nails digging into his shoulders as her hips jerked against his hand.

"Are you sure, Rachel?"

Eyes meeting, she couldn't have prevented her heart from bursting with happiness and love if she'd even bothered trying. The fact that he'd still stop if she wanted to just proved that this is what she wanted, what she needed.

"Yes Noah, I'm sure."

Giving a little nod, he removed his fingers and wrapped his hand around himself, letting her fluids coat him. Rachel moaned when he trailed his cock up and down her cleft, tapping against her clit and making her legs twitch with every upward movement. When he was satisfied with the amount of lube, Puck took a breath and met her eyes.

Reaching forward, Rachel pulled Puck's face to hers until their mouths were once more locked; only this time the kiss was more like a dance instead of a battle, slow and sensual. Gripping the backs of her knees, Puck pulled her legs up around his hips until she locked her ankles together and he was able to use a hand to align himself.

Instead of thrusting forward rapidly, Puck took a slow pace, sliding himself inside her at a painstaking speed, relishing in the feel of her silky walls closing in around him. Rachel moaned into his mouth as his hips gradually moved forward, her walls clutching onto him, not wanting to let him back out.

When he was finally fully seated inside, he remained still for a few minutes, focusing on kissing her while she got used to his size. It was a only due to his extensive experience that allowed him to do so, as he really wanted nothing more than to begin thrusting like a wild beast, desperate for release.

"Noah…please." Rachel whispered against his lips, hoping he'd start moving before she went insane.

Taking the hint, Puck locked eyes with her before he reversed his actions, pulling out slowly until only the head remained. Staring at each other, unable to look away, they both groaned when he repeated himself, the thrust long and drawn out.

Even though it felt like their skin would alight at any moment, the two set an unhurried pace, relishing in being with the other the way they should have been the first time around. Their gazes never wavered, unless they were kissing, and Rachel swore she'd never felt closer to another human being before in her life.

When the pleasure began to build, Puck's hips began thrusting faster as a hand slid down her body to rub her pearl, making the diva moan and mewl in pleasure as she met his plunges. Feeling her walls begin to flutter, Puck stroked her cheek with his free hand and smiled down at her, his other hand never ceasing its attentions.

"I love you, Rachel Berry." Shuddering as his words sent electricity through her, Rachel leaned up and kissed him.

"I love you too, Noah Puckerman." He'd deny ever having such a goofy look on his face, but he got a kick out of her saying those words, no matter how unbadass that was. And he figured he'd eventually get used to saying them back.

"Come for me baby. Milk me."

His words had their desired effect, as her walls clenched down on him and her back arched, a loud moan being ripped from her throat as she shuddered. Feeling his nads clench up, Puck let himself go, spilling his warm seed into her, making the teen moan louder as another, smaller orgasm shook through her system.

When the pulsing had finally stopped and he'd begun to shrink, Puck rolled over to lie beside her, trying to catch his breath. Rachel, her own chest heaving, moved so she could rest against him, her head on his chest and leg thrown over his.

"That was…"

"Yeah."

Nothing more really needed to be said, because it was clear that that had definitely been the best sex either had ever had. It was deep and meaningful and all that mushy crap, and the two felt connected, even if they wouldn't voice such feelings. Noah Puckerman had had his fill of being such a girl for the rest of his life.

Rachel squirmed around until she was able to pull the blanket back, making Puck do the same so that they could snuggle down underneath it and the top sheet. It was a little painful, being under such blindingly pink sheets, but with Rachel pressed up against him and his body still blissed out, Puck got over it. Naked Rachel Berry definitely outweighed pink sheets, hands down.

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Rolling over, Puck was disappointed to find the space next to him vacant, his hot ass girl missing. Slowly raising to a sitting position, Puck scratched at his face before sliding from the bed and sauntering over to the bathroom.

But the diva wasn't there either, so after relieving himself, Puck threw on his jeans and made his way downstairs in search of Rachel. He was hoping to get a couple more rounds in before he had to leave to set up for the party at Santana's house, and in order to do that, he'd need the brunette.

Making his way into the kitchen, Puck was met with one of the sexiest sights he'd ever seen. Rachel was wiping the counters, having washed and loaded the pans from breakfast into the dishwasher, in nothing but his red plaid shirt. And since she was a midget, it hung down almost to her knees, the sleeves rolled up to her elbows.

Turning to wipe the bar, Rachel let out a shriek of surprise when she spotted Puck leaning against the door frame, jeans still unbuttoned and slung low on his hips. Clutching dramatically at her pounding heart, Rachel tried to calm her breathing, which wasn't helped when he sent her a smirk.

"Don't do that Noah! You just about gave me a heart attack." Rachel reprimanded before turning back to the bar and wiping it down. She tensed up for a moment before relaxing when his hard body suddenly appeared behind hers, pressing her into the marbled surface.

"Serves you right for not being in bed." His voice was a husky whisper against her ear, making the girl's body give an involuntary shudder that turned into a low moan when he trailed his lips down from her ear to her neck.

"I-I thought I would get the house cleaned up while you slept. Unlike males, females do not have the chemical reaction inside the brain that makes them want sleep after intercourse. On the contrary, women's brains tell them they want to cuddle and feel close to their partner after being intimate; so after allowing myself an allotted time of cuddling, I decided to be productive instead of joining you in slumber."

How she managed a coherent thought, let alone that little speech while Puck was sucking and licking at her flesh was unknown to her. But she was proud of herself for being able to keep her mind focused, as she knew that once he really started working her body, she'd be useless to conversation. Not that the two would be doing much talking in the next few hours, if she was reading Puck's signals correctly.

"Babe, I don't wanna talk about that right now." Puck rolled his eyes as he released her neck, smirking down at the star shaped bruise that was forming. Fuck yeah he was awesome. Hands on her luscious hips, Puck turned her before picking her up and depositing her on top of the bar.

Before she could respond verbally, he'd already claimed her lips with his, making her toes curl and her arms come up around him to hold him close. She wrapped her legs around his waist and combed her hands through his mohawk, sighing against his lips in pleasure.

Letting his hands slide up her bare thighs, Puck pushed the material of his shirt up, exposing the rest of her thighs and the fact that she hadn't replaced her panties when she'd wandered down stairs. Score.

"Wait. Wait." Rachel said, wrenching her mouth away from his, knowing she needed to think logically before she allowed herself to be overcome with lust.

Puck pouted at her, although he moved his attention to slowly unbuttoning the large shirt, knowing there was no way Berry could resist him for long. Not after the mind blowing sex they'd had. There was no way she had that much self-control, and he was going to make sure she was screaming his name within the next twenty minutes.

"Noah, really! I'm serious about not doing this right now!" Pulling back to stare at her incredulously, Puck couldn't believe she was actually serious.

"Why babe? We've proven that we're awesome in bed and you know how I feel, so what's the problem?"

"Yes, we exceeded my expectations grandly, Noah, but we were also irrisponisble. I may be on birth control, but with your history I do not feel comfortable being intimate with you again without having more protection. And seeing as I've already covered my base, I think it's only fair that it is your responsibility to carry a condom with you if you wish to partake in intercourse with me. And since I don't have any at the moment, we cannot indulge in our urges until that problem is remedied. I do not want to end up pregnant because we only used birth control and it failed."

Puck's mind raced to keep up with her quick speech, his lips turning into a smirk as he got what she was saying. Course he was with the most cautious girl in all of Lima, Ohio, so he really should have seen this coming. But he was the Puckster, and was always prepared. Especially because of his history.

"I got you covered babe, no worries." Rachel arched a brow as he quickly moved away from her and headed towards the living room. Sliding down from the countertop, Rachel followed him to spy him removing his wallet from his guitar case before replace the instrument that had laid forgotten.

Turning around to face her, Puck pulled a couple foil packages from his wallet and held them up to her scrutiny, a smug look on his face. Rachel bit her lip, her heart beginning to pound as she realized that they could be together once more. Thank the man above for Puck being prepared.

"Oh." Smirking wider at her breathy reply, Puck tossed his walled on the couch before striding towards her, scooping her up in his arms. She clutched on to his shoulder as he bounded up the stairs, trying to keep herself tucked into his body so she didn't hit the walls.

Reaching her girlie ass room, Puck tossed her on the bed, delighting in the way she bounced a little, his shirt flaring up to flash creamy skin. Setting the condoms on the side table, Puck followed her down and captured her mouth, his jean covered cock pushing into her mound as her legs cradled him.

Gasping for breath, Rachel arched her back as he returned to unbuttoning the plaid shirt, pushing the sides away so he could get to the prize. He thought about giving her another boob-gasm, but his cock was throbbing painfully and he really just wanted to pound her into the mattress.

"Noah." Smirking at her raspy call, Puck lowered his head to take a puckered nipple into his mouth and suckle it for a couple of minutes before moving to the other.

Rachel's hands clutched at his head, desperate to keep his attention focused as electric shocks coursed through her body, traveling until they ended in her neither reasons, making it begin to pulse with need.

"Noah, please, no fore play. I just want you inside me." He could never get over how she managed to stay so proper when fooling around. This just enhanced how awesome it was when he made her loose that cool as his dick gave it to her good. An out of control Rachel Berry was fuckin' epic.

"You want my cock, baby? Is that what you want?" Moaning at his words, Rachel tried to ground her hips up into his, needed relief. Chuckling, Puck ran a hand down her body until his fingers grazed her folds, earning another moan.

"You gotta tell me, Rachel. Tell me what you need." The sound of her actual name on his lips, while his fingers stroked up and down her cleft had the diva shuddering.

"Yes! Yes I need your…cock inside me!" She wasn't used to being so unrestrained, as she'd only ever been so when being intimate with Puck. But he smirked down at her and lowered his head to give her a deep kiss, showing he appreciated her effort.

"You're so fuckin' sexy when you talk dirty, baby. Gets my cock hard just hearing those pretty lips say naughty things."

As he continued to whisper to her, Rachel mewled as his fingers plunged inside her, giving her a few good strokes to make sure she was ready. Which she was, as she was so wet he'd be surprised if there wasn't a damp spot on the sheets.

Pulling away from her, he slid his two fingers into his mouth to savor her flavor before reaching for a foil package. Rachel watched him with hooded eyes, her chest heaving, as he ripped it open and slid it down his mammoth erection, the sight more erotic than she'd ever thought it could be. Smirking down at her once done, Puck gave her another kiss before settling against her pillows.

Before she could question why he wasn't ravaging her, Puck pulled her up on top of him, her knees nestling on either side of his hips. Eyes wide at the new position, Rachel stared down at his cocky face as he slowly lifted her hips in his hands before lowering her down.

Throwing her head back, Rachel's let out a moan so loud he was thankful her parents were gone. It took a few strokes before Rachel felt confident enough to take over, but when she did Puck thought the head on his shoulders was gonna explode before the one inside her. Because the girl, who had very little experience, took off running with this new position, adding hip swivels ever few seconds.

"Fuck." Grinning at his muttered expletive, Rachel leaned over him so her tits were mushed against his chest and the shirt brushed lightly over his thighs and stomach. Leaning his head up, Puck gave her full lips a little nip before swirling his tongue inside, mimicking their thrusts.

"Oh! Noah! Right there. Feels so fucking good." See, she was fucking hot when she lost her shit. Gripping her hips tightly, Puck pulled her face back down to his and picked up the pace, their hips meeting in a brutal dance that had stars popping behind her eye lids.

This new position had him hitting that spongy area inside her with every thrust, making it impossible for her to think of anything other than 'ohs' and 'ahs' and the occasional 'fuck' to say. Sitting back up and breaking their kiss, Rachel leaned back until she was bracing herself on her hands and her back was arched as her hips continued to surge downward.

Not being able to, or wanting to, resist, Puck reached up and started fondling her breasts, giving each peak little tugs and twists. His efforts were rewarded with sexy little whimpers as the short girl started getting frantic, her hips losing their rhythm as her insides seemed to explode.

Wanting to draw out her orgasm, Puck lowered one hand so his fingers could flick against her clit. Which made Rachel let out her loudest moan, followed by his name as she spasmed around him, her silky walls closing down around him to strangle his cock. His name had never heard so good.

"That's it, baby, just let go." Giving a couple more thrusts, which had her shuddering again as her body rocked with aftershocks, Puck soon followed her and jazzed into the condom with a groan.

Breathing heavily, Rachel's body went limp as she fell forward, face nestling into his own heaving chest. The two remained like that as they tried to calm down, their hearts pounding so loudly in their ears that they couldn't have heard anything other than that if they'd tried. When she finally had motor control once more, Rachel rolled off him to lay next to him.

"That was…"

"Fuck yeah it was." Puck said, leaning over to give her a heated kiss before he stood and disposed of the used latex. Going into the bathroom to grab a wet wash cloth, he returned after cleaning himself off and gave her the rag.

"Thanks." Puck just nodded as he lay back down, throwing an arm over his eyes as Rachel wiped herself. Tossing the dirty towel in the hamper, Rachel snuggled back against him, the arm over his face falling to wrap around her.

"So, are gonna do the whole cuddle thing or are you gonna leave me to clean something else?" Smiling against his pectoral muscle at his question, Rachel threw a leg over his hips and pulled the blanket up to cover them.

"If you do not fall asleep again, I think a cuddle would be a great way to end this round before we start another one." Smirking up at the ceiling at her words, Puck pulled her flush against him. He'd unleashed a sex monster, not that he was complaining. He'd be more than happy to see to any and all her needs any time of day or night.

"Sounds like a plan to me. So how do you feel about shower sex?"

AN: Okay, so I know this chapter was totally shorter than what y'all were expecting, but I've gotten sick and couldn't write anymore because my head will not stop throbbing. So I will write up and update the next chapter as soon as this cold clears, I promise!

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