AN: Cute and totally hot chapter ahead! This one's the longest too. So enjoy! :)
Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or any of the characters. This is from an RP I was in. So there are 2 POVs. Please bear with me. I just love me some Puckurt.
Kurt didn't really remember much when he first woke up. He opened his eyes and noticed that he wasn't in his bed, let alone, room. He jumped a bit, but seemed to have been held down by something. Kurt wasn't sure at the moment though. He managed to turn and finally saw what was keeping him from getting up. Noah Puckerman. At that moment he remembered what it was that happened last night.
Puck was staying in the guestroom at the Hudson-Hummel household because his mother was abusive and an alcoholic. He seemed to breakdown a bit due to the fact that his sister was still in the dangerous environment. Kurt comforted him and was now sleeping in the same bed as the other boy because he seemed to remind him of his sister, as odd as that sounded.
Not in a million years did Kurt think that something like this would happen. He bit his lip and let his eyes trail down the larger boy's face. He seemed so peaceful in his sleep, like nothing bad was going on in the world around him. Sadly, that wasn't the case. It made Kurt's heart sink, the fact that he had to go through so much. Puck, no matter how much he disagreed, did not deserve it. Kurt was so lost in thought he didn't realize the door open.
Once Puck closed his eyes last night, he fell asleep instantly. He slept like a baby and it was like nothing happened. He didn't even wake up when Kurt turned when the smaller boy was around his arm. He was still in a deep sleep as Kurt stared at him. Puck was so tired physically, mentally and emotionally so he definitely needed and deserved a long, long sleep.
Finn and Burt were sitting on the dining room chairs as they ate their breakfast. Carole was still cooking breakfast for Puck, knowing the child must be starving and she knew how big Puck's appetite was ever since he was a kid. Carole told Finn to call Puck but Burt insisted that he should come too so he could check up on the mohawked boy and see how he was doing. So both Finn and Burt went up to the guest room, which was Puck's room now, but once they opened the door both men were shocked to see what was happening. "What the hell?" Finn was the first one to break the silence with a dumbfounded look as usual. "Kurt?" Burt said with a stern voice that didn't even wake Puck up.
Kurt jumped at the sound of Finn's voice, sitting up just as Burt's echoed throughout the room. He turned his head, his eyes wide, he really did bot expect his stepbrother and his father to come into the room, It was honestly the last thing on the boy's mind. Stupidly, Kurt said, "this is not what it looks like." Yeah, he's only sleeping on the same bed as a well known delinquent. Yeah, that wasn't bad at all was it?
"Puck!" Finn walked into the room and went straight to his bestfriend's side of the bed as he tried to wake the boy up. As Finn tried wake Puck up, Puck just groaned and tightened his hold on Kurt. "Kurt." Burt's stern voice echoed inside the room. "I want you out of that bed right now." The man placed his hands on his waist as he stared at his son. Puck was a heavy sleeper. He didn't know what was going on. All he wanted to do was just relax and kill that damn mosquito that was talking and calling his name.
Kurt was about to tell Finn to calm down and lower his voice, that was until Puck tightened his hold around him. He was pulled back down a bit, causing him to lean against the head board. He looked over at his dad, as of saying that he would if he could. He didn't want to wake up the other boy, fully aware that he probably had not gotten a goodnight's sleep in a good while. All Kurt did was bite his lip and look up at his angered father.
"Dude!" Finn tried to take off Puck's hand away. At first he had a hard time doing it but when Finn tickled his best friend's armpit, he slowly let go of his grip around Kurt but remained asleep. Finn got frustrated and gave up, knowing his bestfriend well enough that he could never really wake the mohawked boy up. Burt remained standing outside the room still staring at his son. He wanted a deep thorough explanation from his son's, 'This is not what it looks like' when clearly it's his son sleeping with Puck in his bed.
Kurt watched as Finn tried to wake the other boy up, it obviously didn't work, for he was still sound asleep. Kurt was actually, surprisingly happy that his stepbrother failed to wake Puck up. He didn't want to take away valuable time for him to get some well needed rest. He really needed it. Kurt looked back at his father, he knew his words would do no good, but he tried anyways. "Dad, I swear nothing happened…"
Burt looked at Kurt then looked at Puck, who was still really sleeping after all the ruckus. Finn walked towards Burt and sighed, slightly exhausted from waking his best friend up. "Yeah, nothing happened." Burt gave a questioning look at the giant. "Well Puck's straight. He wouldn't do anything to Kurt." Finn explained. "Then why were you so frustrated on waking up Puck?" Burt asked and Finn honestly didn't know what to say. Maybe it was his brotherly instincts kicking in as well. Burt switched his attention back to Kurt who was still clearly on the bed. "So why was Puck's arm around you?"
Kurt listened to Finn's words. Yeah… Puck is probably the straightest guy you know, next to Finn of course. So yeah, this means nothing… right? Kurt's thoughts were cut off by the sound of his father's voice, asking him a simple question. Kurt pressed his lips together, deep in thought. He couldn't just say that he apparently smelled like Puck's sister, that would just add something else to be weirded out about. "I don't know," Kurt answered simply, quickly glancing back at Puck, who was still sleeping to his heart's content.
Burt sighed and let both of his hands down back on his sides. "Fine. I believe you." The man finally gave up, thinking Puck was as straight as a ruler. "Now wake up that boy and both of you get down to get some breakfast. Carole's waiting for the two of you." Burt pulled Finn out of the room. "Come on. We need to get ready to go to the shop." He said to Finn as they walked through the hallway, leaving Kurt and Puck alone once again.
Kurt simply nodded, as much as he didn't want to he had no other choice but to wake up the sleeping boy asleep by his side. Couldn't his dad just let him rest and be a tad bit more understanding? Kurt huffed and looked over at Puck. His father and stepbrother were both now out the room. Kurt gently shook Puck's shoulder. "Puck, come on, you have to wake up now…" Kurt muttered. He knew that wouldn't work. He really did not see the point in even trying. The guy was pretty much knocked out. "Puck?" He called out, a bit more loudly now.
Puck could hear Kurt, waking him up and felt being shaken gently to wake. He slowly opened one eye and saw the brunette. "Are they gone?" Puck whispered and slowly looked at the door. "Is it done?" He whispered once again and sighed when he saw no one by the door. Puck snickered and finally letting both of his eyes open. "That was fucking hilarious!" He covered his face and laughed. As soon as his laughter died down, the bigger boy finally sat up and stretched his arms up in the air. "So what's for breakfast?" Puck turned his head and looked at Kurt, grinning like nothing really happened.
Kurt's brows knitted together and his eyes widened. "You've been awake the whole time and made me go through that on my own?!" Kurt hissed in a harsh whisper. He let out a frustrated groan and got out of the bed. "I had to sit there and look at my dad giving me accusing glances. It's like he didn't believe that nothing happened," he continued ranting. He looked back at Puck. "You could have helped me out there, and while you're at it, can you please get out of bed so I don't get in anymore trouble. Who knows what they may think if we stay up here any longer…"
"No?" Puck tried to answer Kurt's question but then he couldn't help but laugh at how the brunette was getting so mad. "Come on, Kurt. If I 'helped' you, it wouldn't help at all. I would have just made us look guiltier and your dad might bring out his shotgun." He stood up from the bed and walked towards Kurt, close enough like they were kissing. "Well they might think we're having sex.." Puck said playfully with a hoarse voice as he smirked and walked passed Kurt, walking out of the room. He went downstairs, grinning and went into the dining room. He greeted Carole, who cheerfully greeted him back. Puck sat on his usual seat and started eating. He kept glancing by the door to see if Kurt followed him.
Kurt scoffed. He knew that Puck was right. His dad would have probably had an even worse reaction if Puck attempted to mend the situation. He didn't want to admit it though, that would mean he would have to admit he was wrong, and Kurt Hummel was not one to do that. He simply rolled his eyes. He again, was taken aback by Puck's sudden movement. How close they were. Kurt didn't know what to make of it. He turned bright red, completely speechless. When Puck walked away, Kurt quickly fled to his bathroom, hoping to work on his skin care routine. It would have been easier if he wasn't so damn flustered.
Puck kept an eye open for the door as he waited for Kurt. He really didn't know why he was waiting for the brunette. "Great waffles, Carole." Puck tried to divert his attention from the door and made a conversation with Carole. "Thanks, Noah. And I knew they were your favorite so that's why I made them today. You eat a lot, okay? I'm just going to the supermarket to buy some things we need in the house. Do you need anything?" He tried to think of the things he needed but they were all in his room. "I'm good. Thanks, Carole." And soon Carole was off. Puck sighed as he was alone again. His attention was back at the door and was excited when he heard someone coming but then his smile faded when it was just Finn. What the fuck is wrong with you? Why are you even waiting for him? Puck scolded himself mentally and nodded at his best friend. "What was that all about, man?" Finn's first words to Puck. "Good morning to you too, dude."' The mohawked boy shook his head and laughed softly at how awesome his bestfriend was.
Kurt was in his bathroom, moisturizing his skin, doing his hair, and brushing his teeth. He would stop in the middle of it all just to stare at his reflection, as if wondering if what happened last night and this morning meant anything. Well, of course it didn't. It was all Puck being, well, Puck. Though, he never acted that way towards Kurt. Kurt let out a huff, he really needed to stop over thinking things.
Kurt finished everything and left the room, deciding it was time to go downstairs. He went put to the hall and slowly made his way down the stairs. He reached the kitchen, his breath hitched when he noticed it would just be him, Puck, and Finn. Usually this was the case and Kurt didn't think much about it, but now… Kurt stood up straight and made his way over to the pantry and pulled out two slices of bread, there was no way that he was going to eat the fattening food made. As much as be loved Carole, he wasn't going to risk his figure for her.
"About Kurt being in your bed! And your arm was around him, man. What was that all about? Burt would have killed you, you know." Finn told his bestfriend as he sat down beside Puck, totally disregarding Puck's attempt to greet his giant bestfriend. The mohawked boy shrugged. "I don't know what you're talking about." Puck grinned at his bestfriend and soon his eyes were back at the door when it opened. Finn knew Puck was somehow hiding something from him as soon as he saw his bestfriend look at Kurt as he entered the kitchen. "Finn! Let's go!" Burt yelled from the living room and Finn stood up. "This is not over. We're gonna talk later." He pointed at Puck as he exited the kitchen.
Puck continued to eat but his mind was somehow preoccupied that Kurt was there. "You're not eating waffles?" He asked the brunette without looking at him as he chewed on his favorite breakfast meal.
Kurt pushed the lever down on the toaster before turning to face Puck, his eyebrow raised. His expression one of disbelief. As of that was the most foolish question he had ever heard. "Do you know how many calories are in one waffle?" Kurt asked the taller boy. He knew it was a silly question to ask him for the fact that Puck probably did not even care. "That, plus the syrup…" He shook his head and turned back to face the toaster.
"Pfft! Like who cares?!" Puck finally looked at Kurt and half glared at the smaller boy. "Do you know how fucking delicious waffles are?" He stood up with a waffle in hand and stood right next to Kurt by the toaster. "Plus the syrup makes it more delicious." Puck smirked as he leaned his back on the counter and faced Kurt. "Have you even tried one?" He raised an eyebrow and offered his waffle to the smaller boy. "Come one. One bite won't be too bad."
Kurt rolled his eyes, seeing that response coming from the boy. Honestly, it was quite predictable. He turned slightly to face Puck. "Yes, I've had waffles before," Kurt groaned, leaning away from the boy. "Get that away from me," he complained, cringing a bit. Why was it that Puck was suddenly so obnoxious, more than he already was before?
Puck kept shoving the waffle near Kurt's face, just wanting to get the smaller boy's attention. Why? He just wanted attention. From him. Kurt was the only one with him in the house. And he just really enjoyed the smaller boy's company. He'll deny it if someone asked him though. "Come on. It's just a waffle.." Puck continued to playfully flap the waffle in front of Kurt and scooted a little closer to him as well. "It's not like it's a girl." He laughed.
Kurt kept cringing and shifting around so the waffle wouldn't touch him. He gave Pick a glare as he attempted to move away. "Puck, I swear, if any of that gets on my sweater, you will rue it," Kurt practically growled. When Puck said the final comment, he stopped his movement and raised his eyebrows. "Excuse you?"
"Alright, alright." Puck stopped and just ate the waffle but remained where he was. "Nothing." He grinned at Kurt with his mouth full of chewed waffle. He was just kidding. He didn't mean any harm. Puck wanted Kurt's attention and the only way he knew how to get attention was to be annoying. "So, what are you gonna do today?" He asked as he unconsciously slightly scooted closer to Kurt.
Puck seemed to have perfect timing for right when he ceased annoying him, the bread popped out of the toaster. "Don't know, I'll probably start working on the assignments I failed to finish yesterday," Kurt answered. He turned around to face Puck, taking a small bite from his toast. "Why do you ask?" He questioned with another raise of his brow.
"Oh.." Puck nodded a little sadly and chewed on his waffle a little slowly than he was chewing before. "Nothing…" He gave up and sat back on the chair he was sitting on before. Puck sighed, thinking how can he fight with schoolwork when Kurt's one of the most studious people he knew. He kept quiet and played with his food.
Was that disappointment in Puck's voice? Was he actually disappointed? And if so, by what? Kurt couldn't help by question this. He also couldn't help but feel, was it, bad? Guilty? He wasn't sure. He bit his lip, unsure why he was over thinking. With a sigh and a tilt of his head, Kurt asked, "what were you planning on doing?"
Puck just shrugged and slowly finished his food. He really didn't know what to do today. He was already bored out of his mind. If Finn were there, he would have been just playing Halo or Call of Duty all day long but nooo. Finn had to be all grown up today and be at Burt's shop to help out. Puck finally finished his waffles and stood up, plate and fork in hand as he went to the sink and washed them. He didn't want to be alone, but he didn't want to force Kurt to hang with him especially if he had more important things to do. Puck was never important to anyone anyway. Not even his own mother.
Kurt took another bite of his toast and frowned. He didn't know why but he felt so damn guilty! "Did… did you do any of the work assigned in your classes?" Kurt knew it was pretty much a stupid question, but he wanted to ask. Mostly to stop the guilt-like feeling rushing through him. He bit his lip and looked down at the toast in his fingertips. Suddenly, he didn't really want to eat anymore of it. His appetite was completely gone. Oh please, let it not be the guilt.
"No." Puck quickly said as he slowly washed his plate. He really wasn't in a hurry since he wasn't going anywhere and wasn't going to do anything else. He sighed quietly, his shoulders slightly rose and slightly sank back. Puck tried to think of things to do to while he tries to pass time. He sighed again as he thought of just sleeping in. Puck wished he could just sleep forever so he wouldn't have to worry about a thing any more again.
Kurt wiped the crumbs from his hands and stood up. He swallowed the final piece and looked back at Puck. "Do you not understand it?" He asked the boy. "Because if that's the case, I can help you, if you want?" Kurt just wanted to make Puck feel welcomed, though, he knew his attempt was feeble. He gave Puck a semi-hopeful look, as if he really wanted him to accept the offer at hand. Why did he care? Kurt wasn't sure.
Puck turned off the water and shook the plate so the droplets of water could get off from it. "Look.." He placed the dish in the dishwasher before looking at Kurt. "If you're feeling sad for me, don't be…" Puck placed the fork in the dishwasher too. "I'm fine. You should go and study. I wasted your time last night and.." He looked down. "I'm sorry." Puck said sadly and started to walk away from Kurt so he could just get to his room and just sleep all day. Maybe all week too.
Kurt followed Puck as he began to walk away. He hated that Puck seemed to think so lowly about himself. He shouldn't, no matter how many mistakes the boy had made in his life, he shouldn't feel that low. "Puck, please stop. You didn't waste my time last night," Kurt answered truthfully. His brows were knitted together. He hoped that Puck believed him, of gosh how he hoped so.
Puck stopped and turned around to face Kurt. "You said it yourself, you didn't finish your school works last night. What happened last night? This guy.." He pointed his thumb to his chest. "..came and ruined your night." Puck breathed heavily. "I ruin everything. I'm just a bum living here in your house. Just.." He took a deep breath as he tried to calm himself. "I'm fine." Puck tried to say normally and turned around to resume his walk up to his room.
Kurt didn't know why, but he had tears forming in his eyes. It was probably because Puck was being so hard on himself. Why did he have to do that though? Kurt just didn't understand. He felt a bit panicked really. Again, he did not understand why. "Puck," he groaned. Without thinking, he reached out and took hold of Puck's hand in attempt to keep him from going back up the stairs. "That isn't true Puck, I promise you. If that were true, would I be trying to convince you otherwise?"
Puck was surprised that Kurt stopped him himself and took his hand, making him stop on his tracks. He looked at Kurt and his eyes grew when he saw how watery the smaller boy's eyes were. Great! Now you're making Kurt fucking cry. Puck nodded and totally gave in to Kurt. "Okay, okay. I believe you. Just.." He placed his free hand on Kurt's cheek, stroking his thumb on the skin under Kurt's eye. "Don't cry. Please?" Puck looked worried at Kurt as he still saw how teary Kurt's eyes were.
Kurt bit his lip, looking down at their hands. "I-I'm sorry…" He felt his heart skip a beat when Puck gently wiped the tear from his eye. Which was pretty odd. He looked up at Puck, the color of his eyes seemed to intensify with the tears shimmering softly against them, reflecting ever so gently. Kurt didn't really know what to say to the other boy, even if he could say anything. For some odd reason, Kurt was at a loss for words.
Puck furrowed his eyebrows when Kurt apologized. "Why are you apologizing? I'm supposed to be the one saying sorry here. I totally had you distracted from your schedule or something." He didn't mind that Kurt was holding his hand. Puck even held it back. "Come on. Let's do your.. I mean our homework." Even though he cringed at the thought of doing homework, he wanted to make Kurt feel better. Puck pulled Kurt up the stairs to go into his room. "I really don't understand geography anyway."
Kurt shook his head. "No, I could have done it earlier but I fell asleep instead," Kurt explained. That was how it had been the past few days. Be would get home, change into more comfortable clothing, fall asleep, drink coffee, and then pull an all-nighter. It wasn't the best thing to do, but it worked for him.
He felt Puck's fingers curl around his hand. He blushed a bit before he could control himself. "R-really?" Kurt inwardly cursed himself for stuttering. "All it is, is facts," Kurt replied. When they reached the room, Kurt sat down on the bed. "Get your book…"
"Oh." Puck said as he now felt guilty for saying the things to Kurt downstairs. He sighed quietly, feeling like he was a douche for over reacting and for over thinking everything. Maybe Kurt really did care about him. But that can't be. No. Why would Kurt care about him? He's just some Lima loser but hoped to get out of this loser of a town.
"Geography sucks." Puck looked down at Kurt once he sat down on the bed and got confused at why Kurt was blushing. He was still holding the smaller boy's hand and he didn't really mind it. Kurt's hand felt like a girl's yet it was somehow smoother than a girl's. Definitely in a good way. "I uh.. I don't have my book. It's at school." Puck ran his free hand through his mohawk, smiling sheepishly down at Kurt. "Sorry."
Kurt huffed and pressed his lips together in a straight line, deep in thought. "Well… Do you have any assignments we can go off?" The boy asked, wondering if the other boy had anything academic on him at the moment. He couldn't help but notice how it felt to hold Puck's hand. He tried to push it back, but he couldn't, he liked it too much.
Puck sat down beside Kurt on the bed and thought of the things in his backpack for school. "Hmmm.." He finally let go of Kurt's hand and stood up again, walking towards his bag. He opened his bag and was shock that he brought his geography book after all. "Well I've got my geography book after all." Puck sheepishly chuckled. "Alright. But I don't want you to not do your homeworks because of me again. So come on." He pulled Kurt, taking his hand once again, to the smaller boy's room. "You go do your works and I'll try to do mine here." Puck pointed to the floor and smiled at Kurt.
Why was he bothered by the fact that Puck had let go of his hand? It made no sense what so ever. Kurt forced the thought back into the corner of his mind. He smiled faintly as Puck pulled out the textbook. "Great, now we can-" He was cut off by the rest of Puck's words, even more so when the boy took hold of his hand and led him to his own room. It took Kurt a while to realize what was going on. He simply nodded his head and went over to his bed where his school supplies laid.
Puck just watched Kurt go over to his bed started on his school works before sitting down on the floor and opened his book and his binder notebook to the subject. He couldn't help but smile as he tried to read chapter seven of his book. Puck was happy? If he wasn't, why would he smile? And why was he so happy about? Happy that he was around Kurt doing homework? Puck was just now confused. He was actually happy what he was 'spending' time with him. He likes it. Puck leaned back against the wall, facing Kurt's bed. He held up his book and pretended to be reading but really he was looking at Kurt, wondering what was happening to him.
Kurt kept re-reading the same section of his book. He laid on his stomach, head resting on his hand as it was propped up on the surface of his mattress. He couldn't really concentrate on what his textbook was saying. He decided to skip that page and go onto the next, though it did no good, he still was not getting anything into his head. With a huff, Kurt decided to look over at Puck. "Do you need any help there?" Something kept shouting at the back of Kurt's mind, 'Please say yes, please say yes!' The voice was very eager.
Once Kurt looked at him, Puck panicked and accidentally smacks his face with the hardbound book. "Fuck!" He put down his book on the floor and held onto his now reddish nose. "Yed." Puck meant to say yes but his nose was in pain. He kept cursing himself mentally for being stupid. Puck groaned out of pain. He never panicked like that and now he was more confused than ever. He couldn't help himself. Puck wanted to stare at Kurt. He wanted it. And surprisingly, Puck didn't mind it at all.
Kurt jumped when Puck let out the holler. "Are you okay?" He asked, wondering how the hell he even managed to hurt himself. He stood up and quickly made his way over to Puck. "Let me see…" He muttered, attempting to make him look directly towards Kurt's direction. "Come on, let me see," he muttered. He finally got a good look at Puck's nose. "You're lucky you didn't really hurt yourself there…"
Puck didn't want Kurt so close but there he was, all up in is face to check up on his nose. When Kurt wanted to see his nose, he let go of it and let the smaller boy get what he wanted. All he could do was stare into Kurt's blue eyes and couldn't stop himself. Was he really turning gay?! First thought Kurt's eyes were beautiful, he cuddled with the boy, then held hands with him and now that the other boy's face was so close to his that he had this certain urge to kiss him? He was totally turning gay and he was getting scared. Puck tried to remember what one of the videos he watched a long time ago said. If you kissed a guy and liked it, you're gay. Maybe he needed to kiss Kurt to get it over with but.. what if he liked it?
Kurt looked at Puck entirely now, he noticed that the other boy was staring at him. His cheeks flared a scarlet red. Why was he so flustered? Why was he getting flustered around Puck? Kurt didn't understand why. He never felt this way towards Puck before. No. In fact, Kurt didn't even like Puck before. He hated the fact that Puck constantly made his life hell. But now… No.. He couldn't think this way. Could he? Kurt questioned himself about this, but he didn't move from where he was. Heck, he didn't notice how close he was to Puck's face.
Puck was practically panting and his heart started to beat so fast as if he ran a million miles. His thoughts were clashing with each other, battling if he should kiss Kurt or not. Puck was damn scared. Scared that he would actually like it. Actually like kissing Kurt. Kurt, who he tormented for years. And now here he was, thinking if he should kiss the smaller boy. Puck finally made up his mind. Here it goes.. And with that, he closed the distance between their faces and crashed his lips with Kurt's. The smaller boy's lips were really soft. Not like the lips of the girls he had kissed. It was definitely different. And the bad thing was, it was a good kind of different.
Kurt looked up at Puck's eyes then back at his lips, for some reason, as if scanning it thoroughly. He didn't know why he was. Was he attracted to Puck? No, no, no, no! Noah Puckerman is straight! Noah Puckerman is a womanizer, has sex with girls on a regular basis, and even got someone pregnant! You cannot be attracted to him! He's straight…. or so Kurt thought. His lips were suddenly met with another's. He let out a sharp gasp and his eyes instantly fluttered shut. His hand went up to his shoulder to steady himself. He really could get used to- No!
Kurt pulled away, his eyes wide and breath labored. "Oh my God!" He looked away. "That didn't happen, oh my god, that didn't happen!" He stood up just as quickly as he began talking. "No, no! That did not happen!" He looked down at the other boy. "No, that didn't happen, you're straight! I- wait, what?!" Kurt couldn't make any sense of it all. "No, no, that can't happen again! No matter how much I liked- No!" Kurt paced around the room, unsure how to make sense of what happened.
Even when Kurt pulled away, Puck kept his eyes closed as his eyebrows furrowed. Fuck.. I am sooo fucked. He thought. He liked it. He might even felt a fucking spark. How can there be spark with Kurt? How? Puck heard Kurt's panic rant and felt the smaller boy stand up and paced around his room. He kept his eyes closed and bowed his head, trying to think of a way out of this. Clearly the smaller boy didn't like it.. Wait what? Puck suddenly opened his eyes. Kurt liked it? But.. I liked it too.. No. Clearly he didn't want it. How can Kurt like it? His thoughts flooded his mind that made his head ache. "I.." Puck tried to talk but the intensity of one chaste kiss surprisingly made him weak. He couldn't be gay. He couldn't, right? He loved tits and pussies. Not cocks, well of course his cock but not anyone else's. Puck didn't know what to do. He liked it and that was the thing he was scared about in the first place. Puck slowly stood up without looking at Kurt with his head still bowed and practically ran out of the smaller boy's room. He went in to his room and closed the door, locking it. Puck thought he was going crazy. Yeah, he was totally going crazy.
Kurt looked down at Puck, his eyes still wide. No, no, no, this could not be happening! Kurt was going to tell him to stay in the room, but the words would not leave his lips. He watched at the boy left his room, leaving Kurt too in shock to move. He just kissed Noah Puckerman and liked it! They kissed! Kurt just had his second, counted kiss with Noah "Puck" Puckerman! Why did Kurt like it so much? He loved the feeling of Puck's lips on his own. They were actually a bit softer than they looked but rough all at once. Kurt's hand slowly crept up to his lips. He could still feel Puck's lips against his. It wasn't the same though. He wanted the real thing.
Puck was trying to catch his breath. How could have he kissed Kurt just like that? Oh right, he was a badass. Screw his badassness! But then.. He liked it. Puck loved how Kurt's lips were so soft and how their lips just collided so well. And he did feel Kurt's hand on his shoulder. Maybe Kurt did like him. Or maybe he was just into the kiss. But whatever reason was behind all of it, Puck wanted more. He wanted more of Kurt.
If he was diagnosed by psychiatrists of being crazy? Puck would have accepted it. He unlocked his door, opened it and went out of his room. He went in Kurt's room again, barging in, and walked towards Kurt. Without warning, Puck wrapped his arms around the smaller boy and kissed him like there was no tomorrow. His kiss was needy and his hands were very touchy. Puck wanted Kurt. He wouldn't have to tell anyone. Puck just needed it to show to Kurt.
Kurt was still standing in the same spot Puck left him. He wasn't sure if he could even move. What just happened? Before Kurt could even attempt to make sense with what just happened, he felt something familiar. The feeling of strong arms around him. Those lips. Gosh, how he already loved those lips. Would it be crazy if he kissed back? Who knew and who cared?
Kurt's arms at first flew out to his sides so he wouldn't fall over and lose his balance. They then looped around the other boy's back, as if to keep himself together. He kissed Puck back, their lips moving en-sync. Kurt's eyes were shut and he was pretty much pulled into a pure oblivious, bliss.
Puck could feel Kurt kiss back and the smaller boy's hands on his back, gripping on him for dear life and it just made Puck smile against Kurt's lips. Kurt was actually liking it and it made the mohawked boy really happy. Puck pulled Kurt's body so much closer to his like it was even possible when their bodies were already leaning on each other. He pulled back, panting and feeling cold air burn his lungs as he tried to catch his breath. He breathed through his mouth, finding it hard to inhale as much oxygen that he needed through his nose. Puck has never kissed any girl like this and maybe Kurt was the reason why. He couldn't believe he kissed Kurt but he was glad he did. "I.." Puck tried to speak. He wasn't much of a man of words kind of type. He was definitely a man of action. Puck looked into Kurt's eyes and licked his lips, still trying to catch his breath.
Kurt didn't want the kiss to end, not anytime soon. No wonder Puck had girls lining up the block to be with him. But again, those were girls. Puck liked girls. Puck was straight, as straight as a ruler! Why was he kissing him? Oh God, Kurt hoped that this wasn't some kind of joke. No, it couldn't be, Puck would never put his womanizer reputation at risk like that. So, did Puck actually want to kiss him? "Huh…?" Be finally responded breathlessly when he noticed that Puck attempted to say something.
Puck looked into Kurt's eyes and he found it hard to speak. He wanted to tell Kurt that he liked him but it was just really hard for him and the fact that his lungs were practically crying out for air. Puck really wanted to tell Kurt but at the same time, he wasn't sure. But he was going to take the risk just like he took the risk on kissing the smaller boy a few minutes ago. "I.." Puck tried to talk as he looked at Kurt. He swallowed a huge lump in his throat. He couldn't so he wanted to show Kurt how much he thought he liked the smaller boy. Puck kissed Kurt's lips again but this time, he kissed a trail down to the smaller boy's neck. Maybe the man of action can be a man of words while in action? Puck moved them so that Kurt could lean back against the wall, pinning him to it. "I.." He breathed against Kurt's porcelain skin. "think I.." Puck's lips went to Kurt's adam's apple as he switched to the other side. "like.." He pressed more wet hot kisses on Kurt's white skin while his hands roam on the smaller boy's sides. "you.." Puck finally said.
Kurt's mind was soaring, nothing was making sense, but in all honestly, he didn't care. He sighed into the kiss, his breaths more labored than before when he began to feel the boy's lips trail down his neck. Wow, just wow! He really could get used to this. His eyes being forced shut, his head tilted back to expose more skin, the room spinning, his heart racing. Yeah, it was all a good feeling. He only responded in panted whimpers. It hardly didn't hit him, that question asked. How Puck liked him. But Kurt caught it soon enough. "H-h-what?" He managed to ask, his feet still planted on the ground, his eyes finally fluttering opened. He still didn't stop Puck from kissing him though, he would be a fool not to let him.
Puck couldn't help but chuckle softly when he heard a stuttering fainted 'what' from Kurt. He thought the brunette was being adorable and was totally getting turned on, according to that poking feeling somewhere in his inner thighs. Puck was actually getting hard as well and he was somehow amazed as he was getting hard because of a guy for the first time. And not just any guy, it was Kurt Hummel. He kissed his way back up to Kurt's lips and spoke against it. "Puck likes you." He whispered, stroking his tongue against Kurt's very soft and luscious lips.
Kurt sighed again into the kiss. Wow, Puck liked him? Kurt would have tried to make sense of the situation, but he was still caught up onto his feelings, into the kiss. Kurt controlled himself, as soon as his lips split slightly, a soft moan escaped. Kurt's hands went up to Puck's shoulders, gripping onto the fabric of the shirt as if his life depended on it. He was already dizzy, he didn't want to fall because of it.
Puck was expecting some reaction from the smaller boy. He was expecting some negative reaction like, 'Are you crazy, Puck?!' or something like 'You're Noah Puckerman! That can't be!' But nothing. Not even some small thing. But then he heard a soft moan coming from the smaller boy that made his eyes grew. Kurt was actually liking everything he was doing. Better yet, he was enjoying it. Once that moan was elicited by Kurt, he took the chance to slide in his tongue in Kurt's mouth to explore the smaller boy's mouth while Puck's fingers slowly slid underneath the brunette's shirt, feeling a slight skin on skin contact that was making his fingers tingle with excitement.
When Puck's tongue entered Kurt's mouth, he let out another moan, this one to be captured by Puck's mouth. His tongue battled against Puck's for dominance. Due to the fact that Kurt had never kissed anyone like this before, he wasn't even too sure of what he was doing. He felt Puck's fingers slide against his skin and he shivered. He tried to pull away but had no willpower to do so. Why not? Kurt always thought that he would be able to pull away from someone if things got too heated, but now. No, he couldn't, he was so close to giving into temptation.
Puck smirked when their tongues started to battle for dominance in Kurt's mouth. He was pretty much surprised but then groaned softly at how hot everything was getting. Puck could feel an erection starting to grow in his pants and he couldn't control it. And yes, this was the first time he's ever had a problem controlling Puckerman Jr. He breathed heavily against Kurt's mouth as he bucked his hips against Kurt's slightly, hoping it was okay for him to make a slight friction between their crotches. Puck whined a little 'Kurt' in the smaller boy's mouth.
Kurt gasped when he felt Puck's erection against what seemed to be his own. He let out a moan, slowly pulling away from the kiss to catch his breath and his senses. He was panting for breaths and tried to think. He just had his second kiss, which turned into his first make out session. One thing was for sure, the way things were going, he might end up doing something else for the first time. Something that he was not sure he was ready for. He let his forehead lean against Puck's. "P-P-Puck…" He tried to say.
Puck opened his eyes when Kurt called his name, trying to catch his breath after that amazing breath taking kiss. His hands were now fully under the smaller boy's shirt and was still roaming around. "What is it, babe?" The term of endearment slipped naturally from his lips. Puck stopped rubbing his crotch slightly, only rubbing it lightly against Kurt's. His hands found Kurt's chest and his fingers went directly to the smaller boy's nipples, flickering his fingers over it to tease.
Kurt's breath hitched. He tried to tell Puck that he wasn't ready to go there yet. What if it was just another random hook up for the other boy? Who's to say that he hadn't done this with a guy before? With Puck, one can never be certain. He opened his mouth again to speak but all that came out was a broken, high-pitched moan. Wow, Puck really knew how to work his hands. Kurt's hips edged forward sharply, looking for the friction again. Kurt knew in the back of his head that he'll regret this, but he wanted more now.
Puck smirked as he heard Kurt's high pitched moan. Oh yeah, he could definitely turn on a guy too. Puck groaned loudly when Kurt thrusts his hips forward sharply against his erection. "Fuck.." He breathed out. Puck gave Kurt what he clearly wanted and ground his erection against the smaller boy's, moving his hips in a circular motion as he continued to tease Kurt's nipples. He pressed Kurt's nipples in between his thumbs and index fingers, pinching them. Puck practically breathed the air Kurt was exhaling at how intense and close they were.
Kurt returned the thrusts, each meeting with Puck's. He let out another moan, moving his head forward again, this time his lips connected with the skin of Puck's neck. His moans now came out like hums as his sucked and lightly nibbled on the exposed skin. Yeah, Kurt could really get used to this.
"Fuck.." Puck panted out at everything Kurt was doing. He knew Kurt has hardened his cock at its fullest. Puck felt pain on his crotch but at the same time a lot of pleasure as well. He was pretty sure he was releasing pre-cum and he wanted more of Kurt but was sure the smaller boy wasn't in for it yet. So he thought of just grinding first then they could do anything they want when Kurt wants it too. The smaller boy was incredible with his mouth and hips that his hands left Kurt's nipples and were now on the wall, holding for dear life. Puck kept eliciting loud groans as he bucked his hips harshly against Kurt's. "Fuck, Kurt! You're soo hot.."
Kurt bit harder and sucked on Puck's skin, most likely going to leave a mark. His fingers dug into Puck's shirt and into his back. He thrusted again and again against Puck. His tongue swept once against the dark mark he left on Puck's neck, moaning against his skin. He never felt this alive before, other than when he was performing onstage, nothing could compare. He felt like the room was spinning, non-stop. He felt dizzy, his knees weak. His lips left from Puck's throat, only by an inch. "P-Puck…" He panted, his breath hitting the boy's shoulder.
Puck bit down on his bottom lip as he threw his head back, loving how Kurt's tongue felt on his neck and his fingers digging onto his back through his shirt. Everything about Kurt was just surprisingly freaking irresistible. Puck kept grinding his bulged crotch on Kurt's, feeling so close to the edge but not quite. One of his hands fell from the wall and down on Kurt's ass, groping on it. Puck breathed out as he kissed the side of Kurt's head then down to his ear. "Are you close? I'm close, baby.."
Kurt let out a choked cry why Puck took hold of his ass. He felt so sensitive to everything, it was just, well, Kurt didn't know how to describe it. He threw his head back against the wall. "F-f-fuck…." Kurt muttered, his eyes closed tight his mouth opened slightly, a light sheen of sweat and mixed saliva. He pressed his bulge harder against Puck's, letting out the loudest moan. "I-I…" He couldn't answer Puck's question, partially because it was probably true.
Puck couldn't help but love at every noise Kurt was making. He knew he was in control of this and he could make the smaller boy come then and there. When Kurt couldn't even finish his sentence, Puck knew it was the time and knew exactly what to do. He placed his hand that was on the wall on Kurt's ass as well, cupping each ass cheek in hand as he bucked his hips harder and faster against Kurt. Puck groaned loudly, loving the new amazing pleasure he was feeling. He knew if Kurt jizzed in his pants, he would definitely end up doing the same thing. Plus, seeing Kurt Hummel fall apart will be totally hot.
Kurt bit his bottom lip hard, he probably broke skin. It didn't stop his shattered whimpers though. It seemed to get worse once Puck turned full attention to his ass. Kurt let out a groan, his eyes turning upwards. Damn, he was so close. Kurt's hips moved faster and sharper. His fingers kept digging into Puck's back, he was probably about to break through the skin if he kept on like that. He thrusted once more against Puck and right then and there, the boy came with a loud cry. He collapsed against the wall, panting and attempting to regain control of himself.
Puck kept on squeezing Kurt's ass as he bucked his hips the hardest and the fastest that he could. He made sure he kept his eyes open to see how fucking beautiful Kurt was when he came. And he was right, Kurt Hummel coming was the hottest thing he's ever seen. As soon as Kurt came, Puck soon followed and sharply thrusts onto Kurt and threw his head back, arching his back as he came in his pants. He was pretty sure he saw white light and thought he was going to heaven at how intense the pleasure was. Puck felt Kurt collapse on the wall so he held the smaller boy up as much as he could, feeling his legs a little weak. So instead he slowly slid them down and lied down on the floor and let Kurt lie down on top of him. Puck was still trying to catch his breath as he wrapped his arms around Kurt. "Wow…" He panted out.
Kurt hardly noticed when Puck threw his head back for his release, he was still trying to un-fog his mind. He felt his body slide down, landing on something very familiar. He didn't know what to make of what happened. He and Puck had just hooked up, pretty much almost had sex, but with their clothes still on so Kurt's virtue was still intact. He had never done anything like this with anyone. So the fact that Kurt did this with Noah Puckeman, aka, the straightest guy in school and the guy who was known for how many times he'd hooked up with someone. He couldn't help but feel a bit, used, dirty. But, at the same time, Kurt would do it all over again. "Hmm…?" Hiding his hurt well.
Puck was still trying to catch his breath as he kept Kurt in his arms. He couldn't believe he just had the best orgasm in his life and he wasn't even naked. Puck licked his lips and kept his mouth open as he breath through his mouth. He kissed the top of Kurt's head when he heard the smaller boy's 'hmmm.' Puck tightened his arms around the smaller boy. "That was fucking amazing.." He nodded to himself, fully agreeing to what he said. It was amazing and he would have done it a million times with Kurt even if he had his clothes on all the time. He didn't mind as long as he was doing it with Kurt.
Kurt's eyes fluttered closed when Puck kissed his head. The simple touch made Kurt feel so important, cared for, just plain amazing. He cuddled against Puck's tight hold. If it wasn't for the fact that there was a high chance that this was just another, random hookup for the other boy, this would have been perfect. But again, Puck was probably the most promiscuous boy he knew. Kurt decided to ignore that for now and enjoy the time he had left in Puck's strong arms.
Puck was not used to anyone not saying what they thought of the sex right after it. He always had girls saying it was amazing or they wanted a round two. This was the first time he encountered someone who doesn't speak their mind or letting him know how much he made the smaller boy feel so good. And it worried him so much. One of Puck's hands let go of the Kurt and placed his hand on the brunette's cheek, stroking it with his thumb. "Hey.." Puck tried to get his attention. "Are you okay?" He wanted to know what Kurt was thinking. He wanted to know badly.
Kurt's eyes opened slightly when Puck's thumb gently stoked his cheek. He looked up at the other boy, a soft smile on his face. "Yeah," he said, his voice just above a whisper. His gaze stayed on Puck, their eyes meeting. His smile softened into a neutral expression as he searched into the other boy's eyes. He wasn't sure what he was searching for, but he knew that he would find out what it was when he found it. Kurt pressed his lips together on a straight line before reaching up and kissing him softly on the cheek.
Puck nodded when Kurt said 'yeah' as a response. He sighed not knowing what else he could do. Puck really wanted to know more but he didn't want to push the smaller boy to speak. He smiled when Kurt kissed him softly on the cheek. Puck turned his head and nuzzled the side of Kurt's head as his free hand went under his own head to keep it elevated a little. He didn't know why but he wanted to be so close to Kurt always. Puck wanted to be so close that he didn't want to move from their position any time soon. He wanted to stay there and just be with Kurt. If he was called gay to want that then he'd say, 'I'm gay for Kurt Hummel.'
Kurt closed his eyes again, trying to take in the moment, just in case his fear was true and this was just a hookup to Puck, at least he would have this moment of peace. He really hoped that this wasn't just another session of Puck's, oh God how he hoped that this was more than another hookup. Kurt wasn't sure if he was emotionally stable to be used like that. Well, he put himself in his position didn't he? He had to deal with the consequences if that was the case. Kurt started noticing how sweaty and how down there was pretty messy. Kurt bit his lip, his face turning red. "I should really shower," he muttered. He looked at Puck, his expression a bit embarrassed.
Puck took in the moment that he finally realized that he might actually be gay, gay for Kurt Hummel But then Kurt spoke that actually made him chuckle softly. "Yeah.. It's kinda sticky down there too." He nodded down his body and continued to chuckle. Puck thought of something that he might enjoy and hoped that Kurt would approve it. "Do you.. maybe wanna shower together?" He smiled softly, not wanting to scare the smaller boy. "But you don't want to.. I'd understand." Puck pressed his lips together, trying to smile softly again.
Kurt's face was burning from how much he was blushing. it got worst when Puck offered to shower with him. How does he respond? Technically, they didn't have sex, it was just a very intense make out session. Puck didn't even see him without clothes. The two were fully clothed during this. Should Kurt risk it? He wasn't even sure. One side of him kept screaming no, but the other side was repeating, What do you have to lose? "I, uh… um… well…" He couldn't even form a sentence. Smooth move….
Puck laughed softly at Kurt's blushing cheeks and his reply. "It's okay, I understand." He slowly sat up, not wanting to disturb the smaller boy on his chest. Puck smiled at him. "You take a bath in your bathroom and I'll take the bathroom in the hallway." He nodded his head towards the door. "That way we can take a bath 'together' right?" Puck laughed and rubbed his back, knowing Kurt wasn't ready to shred off his clothes for a guy like him.
Kurt looked away, trying to calm his blush, but he knew that was impossible. Kurt sat up after Puck. It really wasn't helping his flustered emotions with Puck making comments like that. He pressed his lips together. He really wanted to ask Puck something that had been bothering him. He still didn't look up as the words slipped out of his mouth. "This wasn't a random hookup, right?" His heart raced, a bit scared for Puck's answer. There was one thing he learned about Puck from other girls. He let them know if what they had was a hookup or not. Usually it was what Kurt was dreading at the moment. He finally looked back at Puck, his eyes meeting his.
Puck was about to stand up but then Kurt stopped him with a question. He looked at Kurt and waited for him to look at him. Puck wanted to look into his eyes when he said the truth. As soon as Kurt looked back into his eyes, Puck leaned forward and kissed Kurt passionately. Before he could tell the truth, he wanted to show Kurt his answer. He leaned back just a little and opened his eyes, looking straight at Kurt. "It wasn't a random hookup." Puck said genuinely to Kurt. "I wanted it. I want more.." He chuckled softly as he looked down, knowing so well that there wouldn't be more. Puck looked up at Kurt again, now smiling. "But yeah.. I liked it. Even though we're not naked." He chuckled softly.
Kurt watched as Puck leaned forward, feeling the boy's lips against his own. It was amazing how much a simply touch could make him feel. He felt like he was the most wanted person in the world, something that even though he would never admit it, he never felt. His eyes opened to meet with Puck's hazel ones. His heart seemed to flutter from Puck's answer, blushing a bit when he said he wanted more. He was about to say something as a response, but choked on his words with his last comment.
Puck chuckled softly again as he saw Kurt's reaction. He knew the smaller boy wanted to say something but then he didn't. He thought that Kurt might be overwhelmed with everything he just said. "It is really getting sticky down there." He looked down at his crotch and found a huge wet spot on his jeans, laughing slightly. Puck gently stood up, considering Kurt was still close to him. He stretched out a hand to give him some assistance in standing up. "So, I'll just clean up outside. Okay?" Puck smiled at the smaller boy while pointing at the door.
The boy pressed his lips together, looking away from Puck due to how flustered he was. Kurt had a slight smile on his face and simply nodded at Puck. He stood up and noticed how truly uncomfortable he felt wearing his underwear and pants. He bit his bottom lip and glanced once again at the taller boy. He leaned forward, capturing Puck's lips with his own. He gently sucked on the boy's bottom lip before pulling away. "You go clean up now…" He muttered softly.
Puck was surprised when Kurt kissed him and sucked on his bottom lip that made him moan softly. His eyes were still closed being totally mesmerized by that simple action. He didn't expect Kurt to suck on his lips and he'd react to it that much. Puck's eyes fluttered when Kurt said he should go and clean up now. He nodded and licked his lips. "Okay." Puck grinned before turning around and started to unbutton his pants then unzip them. As soon as he reached the door, he turned his head around to look at Kurt and winked at the smaller boy before lowering his pants a little and continued to walk out of Kurt's bedroom, letting his butt crack to be seen.
Kurt was amused, he believed that he was the one that got the reaction from Puck, he caused him to make those noises. He had a sly smirk on his lips as Puck walked away. He noticed how low the other boy's pants were and he couldn't help but blush a bit. He decided to tease back, but not anything too big, Kurt was a bit conservative. He began to raise his sweater a bit, ready to strip it off. He showed off the untouched white skin of his hip before moving away from the door.
When Puck saw Kurt raise his sweater a little, his smirk from seeing the smaller boy blushed was gone and was turned into a slightly shocked face. "Wow.." He whispered to himself once he finally got out of Kurt's room, shutting it close behind him. "Fuck.." Puck muttered as he bit his lip. Puck finally saw the skin that he was touching a while ago and he wanted to touch more of Kurt.
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