Hook, Revenge, and Baited
Author: GleekShip
Spoilers: Up until Season 2 There will be aspects from each. And Puck and Quinn never slept together, she was never pregnant.
Summary: Santana wants revenge on Puck. She enlists the help of Kurt in this delicious, sexy plot.
Pairings: Puck/Kurt
Hook, Revenge, and Baited
Kurt slowly looks away from Puck and back down to the phone. He can still see the video playing on the small screen. He can't help but feel himself grow a bit harder as he watches himself choke Puck's big cock down. Who knew he was one for voyeurism?
Kurt lets out a shaky breath as he slowly bends his legs down so he can grab the phone from the floor. He can see Puck about to make his money shot in the video when his finger taps down to pause it. He clicks the lock button and lets the screen go back.
He waits to be standing at his full height before his eyes flick over to Puck. The boy is staring wide eyed at Kurt, his breathing uneven thanks to his recent activities, and his body is covered with a thin layer of sweat. Kurt glances down and can see that Puck's swollen cock had quickly died down thanks to the sudden shock of fear into his system.
I wonder if he has a case of blue balls now.
Kurt wants to crack a smile, but this doesn't seem like the most opportune moment. He's not sure of what to say next. Even Puck is at a loss for words as he tries to say something, but his jaw shuts up again.
Kurt hesitates before holding the phone out to Puck. The boy glances down at the phone before looking back up at Kurt. Kurt averts his eyes and finds some random tile to look at. He only looks back when he sees Puck take a slow step forward and reach out. Puck glances at Kurt again before two of his fingers slide over the casing of the phone. Kurt quickly drops his hand so their fingers don't touch and Puck has to fumble to catch the phone so it doesn't fall.
"Kurt-"
"I'll see you later Puck." Kurt gives the boy a big fake smile. "I'm sorry for interrupting your . . . business here." Kurt has to gulp and swallow down his desire to freak out and/or ask if Puck is gay. "I really should have knocked first, or created some noise to notify you that I was in here. I apologize and I hope that you don't take offense to my intrusion. I'll leave you to it."
Kurt bows out as gracefully as he can before turning around and biting his lip as his eyes widen in panic and fear. He lets out a shaky breath as he all but runs out of the shower area. He barely gets a few feet when he hears loud footsteps behind him and a big hand lands on his shoulder.
"Kurt." Kurt freezes and quickly lets his legs bend down a bit so he can get out of Puck's grip before he turns around to face the boy. "Can we . . . we need to talk."
"I'm sorry, Puck." Kurt shakes his head. "But no. We can't do this. I don't want to do this. I'm just going to forget what I saw here and pretend things are normal."
Kurt doesn't give Puck a chance to respond before he turns and continues his way through the locker room. He can hear Puck's footsteps, but they're slower than his. He's almost reached the door when Puck's voice reaches him.
"I'm turned on by you." Kurt keeps himself facing the door has his jaw drops. "Ever since I found out that you were the person that gave me some amazing head, I can't stop thinking about you. That's part of the reason why it was so easy for me to forgive you. I . . ." The voice is suddenly right behind him and Kurt can feel and hear Puck breathing behind him. "I may or may not have a crush on you . . . and that may or may not depend on your reaction to me jack- . . . to what you just saw me doing." Puck hesitates before continuing. "Or it may not be a crush. I'm still figuring that one out. All I know is that you give good head and I get goose bumps when I think of anything that has to do with you. Sure it just may be sexual appeal, but I'm seeing a few more things the more I think about you."
Kurt's still in shock at the straight-forwardness from the boy. That and the fact that he, or at least what he does with his mouth, is appealing to a guy like Puck. A straight guy like Puck for that matter.
What the hell should I do? It's scary either way. I can either reject him and run for it to live in fear for a few years, or say yes and be unsure of what he wants.
Kurt lets out a shaky breath as he grabs onto the handle of the locker room door. He knows he should respond to Puck in some form, but he really can't process this now. He closes his eyes and takes in a deep breath, preparing himself.
"Kurt . . . please say something." Puck lets out a shaky breath. "I know that this is . . . surprising and borderline shocking. Trust me, it was to me too. I didn't expect any of this until I saw that video. Sure it may be physically attractive, or at least I'm attractive to your mouth, you'd be surprised to see how many times I wished that I could see your cock in that video. I'm attracted to your body a lot more than I thought I would be. Then comes your wit and sharp tongue. I've been watching you and I'm surprised, but liking what I see about you."
But you're straight? That'd be the most obvious thing to say, but that's a stupid assumption. Maybe he's FBI? Or just pan. Hmm.
Kurt wants to ponder it more, but he doesn't give himself anymore time before he flings the door open and runs out. He can hear Puck's frustrated groan before the footsteps follow him.
I hope you enjoyed this late chapter. I'm in my final two weeks of school with finals, so I don't know if I'll be able to update that often. I can only promise once a week during this time. Enjoy :)