TAGGING → Quick
LOCATION → Puck’s bedroom
TIME FRAME → Tuesday night
GENERAL NOTES → Quinn ensures Puck that she wants to be with him, and the two wind up experimentally touching each other. After, they have a small baby discussion that could affect Quinn’s decision.
Puck was happy Quinn was coming over again, and was even more happy when she told him that she definitely wanted to be with him sometime in the future. It made him happier than any girl’s made him, and tonight was another night Quinn was coming over. He couldn’t wait to see her, and hoped to have her for himself tonight. He loved his mom and sister, but sometimes, all they did was interrupt his time with her. He styled his mohawk, but stayed in his wife beater and sweatpants, before falling onto his bed and waiting until he heard her arrive.
Quinn was slightly nervous about going to Puck’s for the first time since the whole dinner thing. The two of them hadn’t talked much, but Quinn was happy they cleared things up between them. She changed out of the outfit she wore to school and into a less formal dress. There was no need to look her absolute best for him like she would normally. Things felt more comfortable with him and she didn’t need to try to impress him. She quickly left her house and drove the short distance to where he lived. One she arrived she quickly made her way up to his front door, knocked, and waited for someone to let her in.
Puck smiled once he heard the knock at the door, announcing to his sister that he’d get it and making his way down the stairs. He walked over to the door, opening it to greet Quinn. He smiled once he saw her, moving out of the way. “You look great,” he said. He couldn’t keep his eyes off of her, actually. She was gorgeous, as usual.
Quinn smiled up at him and made her way into the house. “Thank you,” she bit her bottom lip before moving over to him and hugging him. “Thanks for letting me come over. I kind of needed a break from my parents, but I usually hate asking.”
Puck hugged her back, smiling. “You know I don’t mind.” He shut the door after her and made his way over to the kitchen. “You hungry at all? We have a bunch of shit in here. Chips, pudding, that kinda stuff.” He grabbed himself a beer from the fridge. It wasn’t like his mom knew he drank the beer, they were hers, but she wasn’t home, so what did it matter? “I can bring some snacks up to my room,” he offered.
Quinn leaned against the door frame as she watched Puck look in the fridge, “No, I’m fine.” She had eaten dinner before she came over, but she was still a little weird about her eating habits. Her weight was already up and she knew it was supposed to be, but she didn’t want to gain weight too quickly. “You can bring something and I might pick at it though.”
Puck shrugged, looking around at everything in the fridge. He finally grabbed a bag of cheetos and a water for Quinn, just in case, before heading upstairs and motioning for her to follow. Once he got to his room, he opened the door and went inside, setting the bag of chips on the desk and handing her the water when she came in. “In case you want something to drink,” he said, laying down on his bed.
Quinn smiled and sat down next to him, “I’m sorry Santana has been saying things to you. I have no idea what her problem is, but it’s annoying me more than usual.” She leaned over and sat the water on his nightstand before laying down next to him. It had been a while since they were in a position like this, but Quinn’s body was exhausted from all the things happening inside of it. “Just ignore her, okay? She doesn’t know anything.”
Puck turned over to face her and laid on his side once she laid next to him, smiling as he watched her face. It seemed like she really meant what she was saying, and really meant that she wouldn’t just leave him behind. Puck trusted and believed her. “I will. My mistake for listening in the first place. She’s a pretty good liar. Then again, she’s always been a pretty good liar.”
Quinn nodded and let her eyes look over all the features on his face. They has spent a lot of time together, but Quinn couldn’t remember the last time she just looked at him. Without thinking she leaned forward and pressed her lips softly against his. It wasn’t anything more than a simple peck, but it still made her smile more than she had smiled in a while. “Yeah, but she’s also always been a bitch.”
Puck definitely didn’t expect her to kiss him, but he was lost in the small peck she provided nevertheless. His eyes opened slowly when she pulled away, a smile crossing his face as he watched her. He moved his hand down and took her hand, entangling their fingers. “You don’t know how much I’ve missed that,” he told her, chuckling softly.
Quinn bit down on her bottom lip to hide her smile, but nodded slightly in response to him. She had missed being with him like that too even though they had hardly been together like that. It had been weeks since they had kissed and she was now just figuring out how much she missed it. “Me too,” she said softly, moving her body a little closer to his. “I’ve missed just being with you.”
Puck smiled, watching the gorgeous features that made up her face. He chuckled, bringing his other hand up to stroke her cheek. “I’m glad, because I’m gonna be here for you. Whatever you need, I’m gonna do. And I won’t tell your parents I’m the father or anything. I’ll do anything for you.”
Quinn smiled, “Why are you so nice to me? I’ve been so terrible to you on more than one occasion and you’re still being so great to me.”
Puck shrugged. “What can I say? It’s just the kinda guy I am,” he joked, smiling and leaning forward to press his lips against hers again. He just needed to feel them again, to make sure this wasn’t a dream. When he pulled away, he was still smiling like an idiot, but he couldn’t help it. He ran his hand through her hair softly.
Quinn rolled her eyes, but stopped the moment he pressed his lips to hers. She smiled at him when he pulled back and laid her head down on one of his pillows. “My doctors appointment is next Tuesday after school. I don’t know if you still want to come, but you can.”
Puck nodded when he heard her speak about her doctor’s appointment. “Yea, I definitely still want to come. What’s better than supporting my baby mama and seeing our baby?” Sighing in ecstasy, he continued, “When do we get to find out if it’s a boy or a girl?”
Quinn smiled and nodded her head. “Alright, I’ll let you know more about it when it gets closer to that time.” She loved how interested he was in everything that was going on with the baby. It was the last thing she expected, but it meant the world to her that he cared. “Not for a few months,” she laughed, leaning forward to kiss him once again. “I think I read it was four months.”
Puck smiled when he felt her lips. “Hmmm, four months. I guess that’s not that far away.” He smiled and moved a strand of hair from her face. “How’s it going at home?” he asked softly. “Are your parents finally coming around again?”
Quinn shook her head, frowning slightly at his question. “No, they’re still being the same, but I can handle it. I’m just glad they didn’t throw me out or send me somewhere else.” She squeezed his hand softly, “Let’s not talk about my parents.”
Puck nodded in understanding. He probably would’ve kicked their asses if that happened. He smiled, asking, “What do you want to talk about? We have the whole night ahead of us babe.”
Quinn shrugged, not really sure what she wanted to talk about. There were probably a million things she could bring up, but nothing really seemed to matter right now. She looked over his shoulder and noticed one of his baby books sitting on his desk, “Want to look up baby stuff with me?”
Puck smiled, glad she wanted to look at baby stuff with him. It really meant a lot, considering if she never told Finn, she’d probably be looking up baby stuff with him right now. He nodded and got up, heading for the desk and grabbing it, before hopping back down on the bed and opening it.
Quinn sat the book between the two of them and found a chapter on the first trimester. “I’m still in my first trimester which means I’m dealing with all the crappy stuff,” she laughed, showing him a picture of how big the baby probably was. “I think I’m around seven weeks.”
Puck chuckled, looking at the picture as he wrapped his arm around her. “You’re not that big yet. You barely look like you’re pregnant. Besides, dealing with puke, what else are you dealing with?”
Quinn scrunched up her nose, not wanting to talk about it. “I’ve been trying to wear bigger stuff to hide it, but my boobs are so much bigger than they used to be. Plus I’m really tired all the time, I have some weird food cravings, and I seem to get heartburn from things that never bothered me before.”
Puck nodded understandingly. “Hmm, your boobs are bigger?” he asked, turning to face her and quirking his eyebrow. He chuckled, continuing, “I’m sure it’ll be over soon. I mean, the heartburn thing is mainly in the first trimester, right?”
Quinn rolled her eyes. “Yeah, I think so. It’s not that bad, but it’s just a little worse than it had ever been. If I didn’t want to eat weird things then it probably wouldn’t be an issue.”
Puck nodded understandingly, rubbing her arm soothingly. “It’ll be all over soon. I mean, the second trimester is better, isn’t it?”
Quinn nodded and squeezed his hand lightly. “Yeah, I think all the terrible stuff is now and it all gets better as time goes on. The one book I was reading said your hormones are crazy during the second trimester, but I’ll take that over throwing up.”
Puck raised his eyebrows. “You mean, you’re gonna be moody all the time and stuff?”
Quinn shrugged. “I think that’s one of the things I’ll be feeling.” She looked down, trying really hard not to blush, “A lot of things say I’ll be um, more interested in a sex and just generally have more mood swings than I normally would.”
Puck secretly hoped that she would be interested enough to trust him with sex again, but he knew there was a slim chance. “If you ever have sex needs, your baby daddy’s right here,” he reminded her, winking.
Quinn shook her head, but smiled anyway. “Good to see you’re still a huge pervert.” She wasn’t sure how she was going to handle those types of feelings, but she figured she could deal with it when it happened. “You wouldn’t want to sleep with me when I was huge anyway.”
Puck rolled his eyes, smiling and leaning over to kiss her cheek. “O’ course I will. You’ll be gorgeous, regardless.”
Quinn laughed softly. “Not really,” she whispered, pressing her lips back to his once again. She moved her hand to cup his jaw, sliding it backwards to grip his hair. Her mouth opened as she deepened the kiss, knowing completely that she shouldn’t be pushing buttons like this, but can’t help it.
Puck chuckled, wrapping his arms around her waist as she pulled him in for a kiss again. He smiled as he felt her deepen it, doing the same and stroking his tongue along her bottom lip. Quinn was the only one who could make Puck feel this way, and right now, he definitely didn’t want this to end.
Quinn opened her mouth to allow his inside. She wasn’t sure what had come over her, but she wanted to be close to him like this. It had been weeks since anyone kissed her this way and she wanted to enjoy it when she could. If Puck still wanted her when she was getting fat then maybe she didn’t look as terrible as she thought that she did. Her tongue met his tentatively as she moved her body closer to his.
Puck pulled her closer to him as she came closer, massaging his tongue along hers softly. Her tongue felt so good against his, just like the first time. He had missed it a lot. He stroked his hands along her back, reluctantly pulling his lips away to kiss along her jaw.
Quinn tilted her head back to allow him better access to her jaw. She had no idea how he was able to make her feel this way, but no one else had been able to do it before him. There was a part of her that thought no one else would ever be able to do it. “What are we doing?” She asked softly, letting her eyes fall closed.
Puck continued kissing along her jaw, before moving his lips down her neck to kiss it softly. He pulled away slowly when she asked what they were doing. “Making out,” he answered.
Quinn nodded and leaned back in to kiss him. She didn’t need to talk now that she knew what he expected from her. Her hand moved down of his side and pushed slightly under the hem of his tank top. She wanted to feel his skin against hers as she kissed him, but she couldn’t risk taking things too far.
Puck kissed her back, stroking his tongue along her bottom lip and moving it inside her mouth. He swirled his tongue around her mouth, letting it explore every inch, before caressing it along her tongue.
Quinn moaned softly into his mouth, her nails digging slightly into his back. She wondered if those high sex feelings could possibly happen earlier than the second trimester because right now she wanted him to keep kissing her until they could no longer breath. If it was at all possible she moved her body even closer to his.
Puck loved feeling her nails dig into his back, because it meant that she was marking him. He was hers, and Puck was definitely more than ok with that. He loved making her moan, and it only spurred him on to continue kissing her, tilting his head to get kiss her deeper.
Quinn closed her eyes tightly as Puck kissed her even more deeply than he was before. She had to pull back from it because it was getting harder for her to hold her breath, but she knew it wouldn’t be for long. “Stop making me want you like this,” she whispered softly, keeping her eyes closed.
Puck chuckled, moving his lips to her neck. “Baby, you’re the one that started it,” he mumbled.
Quinn laughed, tilting her head back for him. “Shut up. It’s still your fault.”
Puck smiled, sucking softly on her pulse point. He was addicted to Quinn’s taste, and he never wanted to go long without kissing her again.
Quinn moaned softly before biting down on her bottom lip to keep other noises from escaping her mouth. “Feels good,” she whispered, trying to move her body even closer to his. When that didn’t work she tugged slightly on his waist, trying to let him know that she wanted him on top of her
Puck moved his hands under her thighs and picked her up, placing her on the bed. He moved her so that she was fully on the bed, before getting on top of her, using one of his arms to push himself up so he wouldn’t crush her. He continued kissing at her neck, nibbling on her pulse point.
Quinn smiled to herself when Puck moved her into the exact position that she wanted. Feeling him surrounding her body like this made her feel even better than she was already feeling. Her hand moved up his back and gripped his hair once again, “Kiss me.”
Puck pulled away and watched her face for a while, smiling down at it, before leaning down and reconnecting their lips.
Quinn kissed him deeply, her hand that wasn’t in his hair moved down to his lower back. She wasn’t sure what she wanted from this, but she knew that he’d stop if she asked him to. For now she was just going to go with it and see what happened. There wasn’t anything worse that could happen to her now that she was pregnant.
Puck snuck his tongue into her mouth, stroking his hands along her sides. He was enjoying everything her lips had to offer; he was addicted to them. They were like his drug, and Puck didn’t plan on ending the addiction anytime soon.
Quinn allowed her tongue to meet his before she pulled back from the kiss once again. Her body felt like it was on fire and she needed a break from what they were doing. “Puck,” she whispered softly, keeping her eyes closed. “Are we still just making out?”
Puck opened his eyes once she pulled away, watching her face as he heard her question. He leaned in to a press a kiss to the corner of her lips, replying lowly, “It depends. Do you want just making out?”
Quinn wished he wouldn’t have asked her that because she didn’t know how to respond. Her body was telling her one thing, but her mind was saying something totally different. “I don’t know,” she said softly, opening her eyes to look at him. “Do you just want making out?”
Puck smiled, pushing her hair away from her face. “You know me babe. I never want just making out. But if you want just making out, I can deal with that.” He leaned down to press a small kiss on her lips, before kissing along her jaw again. “Up to you,” he mumbled.
Quinn thought about what he said as her eyes fluttered shut once again. She knew she was probably teasing him without even trying to do it, but her mind and body couldn’t decide what they wanted. Everything her body was telling her was to go for it and see if they could make each other feel good, but her mind was telling her not to do it. “I don’t know…,” she trailed off, thinking once again. “Can we just go until I think it might be enough or is that mean of me to ask you?”
Puck chuckled, leaning down to kiss the front, vertical part of her neck. “S’ a little bitchy,” he said, looking up at her and laughing. He took her hand. “If you’re not sure you want it, then chances are, you won’t want it right now. I don’t want to do it again until you’re sure.”
Quinn sighed. “I want it,” she said softly, turning her head away from him. “I really want it, but I can’t turn my mind off enough to actually allow myself to do it. I’ll just over think everything despite the fact that my body is telling me to do it. Sorry.”
Puck brought his hand up to stroke her cheek. “Chances are, if your mind’s telling you no, then it’s probably not the right time. S’ probably just hormones trying to get the better of you.” He laughed lightly.
Quinn pouted out her bottom lip as she looked up at him. “Sorry, I know it’s been a while for you and I hope I didn’t make anything worse for you.”
Puck shook his head. “Babe, don’t worry about it. Yea, I was getting a little turned on, but I wasn’t rock hard or anything yet. I’ll live.”
Quinn smiled and leaned up to kiss his cheek. “Try not to make me feel like I’m too good at turning you on,” she teased, scratching her nails lightly against his back. “Ugh. I dislike being pregnant so much. I’m pretty sure I would have never let you take my dress off because of how disgusting I am anyway.”
Puck rolled his eyes. “Stop. You’re not disgusting. What’s disgusting about seeing our baby grow? I think it’s pretty damn cool. And so fucking sexy.” He smirked.
Quinn frowned and averted her gaze from him. She reminded herself that he didn’t know and wouldn’t understand why she disliked the idea so much. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to see their baby grow. She just didn’t want to gain weight along with it. “Don’t lie, it might be fine now because you can hardly tell, but when I’m the size of a whale you won’t think it’s sexy.”
Puck shook his head. “I will. I swear. Would you stop worrying about your weight?” He wrapped his arm around her and brought her closer. “You won’t be getting big, the baby inside you will. You’ll look sexy no matter what. Just take my word for it.” He leaned forward and kissed the side of her head.
Quinn nodded, “Can we do something? I know it’s probably something that you did years ago, but you already know I’m way behind.” She glanced back at him, unsure of how to say what she wanted to say. “Can we just start off at the beginning? I can handle the kissing and things like that, but the other stuff. I want to try it. I just need to go slow with it all.”
Puck raised his eyebrows. “Wait, you want sex tonight?”
Quinn shook her head, “No, I meant other stuff… like touching.” She frowned and looked away from him, slightly embarrassed that she even said anything. “When we slept together that was the first time I had done anything besides kiss someone. I didn’t even get to really see you naked or anything. I just meant like, can you help me learn about those other things?”
Puck smirked, nodding and replying. “I can help you out baby. You know me.”
Quinn rolled her eyes and smiled up at him. “Don’t be cocky.” She leaned up to whisper in his ear, her lips brushing against his skin. “I want to touch you.”
Puck smirked, feeling himself slowly get turned on as Quinn whispered she wanted to touch him. “Where baby?” he whispered back, smirking as he slowly moved her hands to his abs and removed his wife beater.
Quinn ran her nails over his abs, biting down on her bottom lip. “You know where,” she whispered, feeling her cheeks start to get hotter. She should have known he’d make this difficult for her, but she just decided to go along with him. Her fingers brushed the waistband of his sweatpants and she looked up at him, “Can I?”
Puck nodded wrapping his arms around her waist and moving his lips to his neck. He decided to let her work off the sweatpants. So far, Puck was loving this night, and somewhat thankful for the baby hormones. He knew these weren’t just the hormones though, otherwise he would’ve said no, because he’d want her to want it to.
Quinn arched her back when she felt his mouth on her neck once again. She moved her hands to the waistband and pushed it down as far as she could. Her legs moved up beside Puck’s hips as she used her feet to push the fabric down even further. “I want you to touch me too,” she said bravely, trying not to sound embarrassed.
Puck smiled, biting down lightly on her neck before moving his hand under her dress. “Can I take the dress off?” he asked her huskily.
Quinn nodded, finding it pointless to tell him no when she had just asked him to touch her. “Zippers on the side,” she murmured, already thinking about how nice it’ll feel to be pressed against him.
Puck moved his hand to her zipper, slowly unzipping it. The noise of the zipper unzipping and their breaths filled the room, and to Puck, it sounded pretty damn hot. He slowly moved her dress down her sides with one hand, while the other was wrapped around Quinn’s waist. Once he finally pulled it off, he threw it to some random part of the room, admiring her gorgeous body. He could see the tiniest baby bump, and it only turned him on more. He couldn’t help but lean down and kiss the small bump. Leaning back up, he moved his hand to her bra clasp to undo it. It came off immediately, since Puck considered himself an expert, and he slowly moved it down her arms.
Quinn tried not to freak out over what was happening since it was her idea in the first place. Her mind kept telling her that it was wrong, but everything about it felt so right. She thought she would have hated Puck even noticing the small bump on her stomach, but she found herself smiling when he leaned down to kiss it. “I don’t know what I’m supposed to do,” she said softly, her eyes focused on the ceiling. “Is it possible to do it wrong?”
Puck kissed her lips for reassurance. “Trust me baby, once you get going, you’ll figure it out.” He admired her breasts, which really did look fuller, just like Quinn had said. “You’re so gorgeous,” he admitted, leaning down to place a kiss on each one. He didn’t want to do more before he made sure she was ok.
Quinn nodded her head, unsure of if she actually believe him or not. “I’m not that gorgeous,” she laughed, closing her eyes as she felt his mouth against her skin. “I think you’re just having trouble seeing me properly.” She leaned down to kiss him again, needing the distraction from everything that was going on. Her hand gripped his mohawk once again as she deepened the kiss, moving one of her legs up around his hips.
Puck kissed her back, pulling away for a split second to whisper against her lips. “You’re the most gorgeous girl I’ve ever seen.” He moved his lips against hers again, moving his hands down to her breasts to feel them. Damn, he missed this.
Quinn smiled against his lips. Her back arched up into his hands when he started to touch her chest, a soft moan escaping from her mouth. She moved her hand from his hair and down over his back, stopping when she reached his waist. There were so many ways that she wanted to touch him, but for now she was happy with this.
Puck smiled at her reaction. He continued stroking her breasts before he started playing with her left nipple, moaning at how good she felt under him.
Quinn closed her eyes, biting down on her bottom lip from the pleasure she felt. It seemed logical to think that she would be more sensitive given the fact her breasts had grown, but she hadn’t expected it to feel this good. “Puck,” she moaned softly.
Puck smiled, moving his lips up and down her neck as he played with her breasts. “Mmm…you feel so good,” he mumbled.
Quinn squeezed her eyes shut tighter. She dug her nails slightly into his lower back as she pressed her hips up into his. It probably wasn’t the smartest move to make, but her body was asking for more.
Puck groaned as he felt her hips against his, which only spurred him on to tug and massage her nipples more. He rolled them between his fingers, leaning up to place a kiss on her jaw. Once he made sure he caressed and massaged every inch of her breasts, he slowly moved his hand towards her panties.
Quinn moaned softly, pushing her chest up towards his hands. She tensed slightly when she felt his hand moving down her stomach, but she ignored it. This was what she wanted and she couldn’t exactly ask him to stop when she asked him to do it. Her head nodded to let him know that it was okay as she bit down on her bottom lip to keep from making any noise.
Puck smiled, hooking his finger into her panties before slowly pulling them down.
Quinn lifted her hips to allow him to pull her panties down. She was telling herself in her mind that everything was going to be okay, but she was still slightly nervous. “I’m okay,” she told him, wanting to let him know in case he started to wonder. “If I look nervous it’s because my mind won’t shut off.”
Puck kissed her cheek while his hands stopped where they were. “Are you sure you want this?”
Quinn nodded. “Yeah, I’m just a little nervous because it’s only the second time I’ve done something like this. I promise that I want this just as much as you did - maybe even more.”
Puck chuckled. “I kinda doubt that babe. Then again, your baby hormones may be acting up.” He smiled and leaned forward to kiss her again, softly this time, so he could slowly ease her into what was coming. Once he had her panties off, he threw them to some random part of the room, before slowly moving his fingers across her folds.
Quinn closed her eyes the moment she felt his finger against her. She wanted to respond to his comment, but she just bit down on her bottom lip and tried not to react too much. Instead of worrying she leaned up to press her lips against his again, spreading her legs a little wider for him to touch her. She reminded herself that she’d be able to touch him once this was all over and tried to turn her mind off to focus on how good it already felt to have him touching her.
Puck smiled, kissing her softly and slowly while he stroked his finger across her slick wetness. “Already wet…” he groaned. He bit down on her bottom lip gently before beginning to massage her folds.
Quinn tried not to moan, but couldn’t stop herself. Her hips lifted slightly, trying to get more from his fingers as he moved against her. “I told you,” she murmured, breathing a little heavier than normal.
Puck leaned down to kiss and suckle her neck some more, before moving his thumb to rub slow circles on her clit.
Quinn squeezed her eyes shut, trying not to move her hips up towards his finger. She tilted her head back to give him more access to her neck. “Feels good,” she whispered, digging her nails into his back slightly.
Puck smirked. “Yea?” he asked her, biting down on her neck. He rubbed his thumb a bit harder against her so she could feel him more. He slowly brought his finger up to her hole, stroking it gently, while he rubbed her clit. “I can do more,” he whispered.
Quinn sucked in a quick breath. She wanted to look at him while he did this, but she couldn’t seem to force her eyes open. It all felt so good and she wasn’t sure what she should be doing while he touched her. “Please,” she breathed out. “Do more.”
Puck began kissing towards her shoulder while he continued rubbing her clit softly with his thumb. He took his forefinger and slowly pushed it inside of her.
Quinn bit down on her bottom lip when she felt Puck slowly pushing his finger inside of her. She was still uncertain about the whole sex thing, but she knew how good this felt. Her hand moved up his back, nails scratching slightly as she gripped the back of his neck.
Puck rubbed her clit while he began sliding his finger in and out of her slowly. “How does that feel baby?” he whispered.
Quinn moaned softly and opened her eyes to look at him. She smiled slightly before leaning up to press her forehead against his. “Feels really good,” she whispered.
Puck smiled as he felt her forehead against his. “Yea?” he asked. He loved making Quinn feel good. He continued sliding his finger in and out of her, before slowly entering a second finger.
Quinn nodded, moaning softly as she felt him moving another finger inside of her. “Puck,” she moaned softly, squeezing her eyes shut as tight as she possibly could. She could feel the tension in her lower stomach growing with each moment of his hand.
Puck continued rubbing her clit while he slid his fingers in and out of her slowly. He loved hearing Quinn say his name and it only spurred him on to begin moving them faster.
Quinn moved her hand down to the bed, gripping the sheet tightly in her fist. “Keep doing that,” she moaned, her breathing speeding up. She rocked her hips up into his hand as best as she could with their positions and tried to continue to build the pressure in her stomach.
Puck continued sliding them in and out of her like she asked while his thumb rubbed her clit. He loved feeling her like this, and he couldn’t help but use his legs to spread hers a bit to get deeper inside of her.
Quinn moaned loudly, biting down on her bottom lip to keep herself from doing it again. She loved the feeling of him deeper inside of her. “I think,” she panted, arching slightly off the bed. “That I’m close.”
Puck groaned as he heard Quinn announce she was close. He began moving his fingers even faster, getting a quick rhythm going on before leaning his head down to suck her breasts.
Quinn arched her back up towards his mouth as soon as she felt it on her. She tried to keep herself from making too much noise because of not knowing who was in the house. Her mouth fell open in a silent moan as she felt her orgasm hit her, her body shaking slightly as the pleasure took over.
Puck smiled as he made her cum, riding out her orgasm before pulling his fingers out. He brought them up to his mouth and licked them clean, raising his eyebrow and saying, “Mmm.”
Quinn scrunched up her nose as she tried to catch her breath. She relaxed against the bed for a few minutes to do just that. Once she was finished she leaned up to kiss him softly, “My turn.”
Puck smiled, holding her against his while he kissed her. He watched her face as she pulled away. “You sure you want to?”
Quinn nodded. “I don’t really know what I’m going to be doing, but I’m going to at least try,” she smiled.
Puck kissed her quickly and nodded, excited for what was to come. “Ok baby.”
Quinn pushed on his shoulder lightly. “I guess you should lay down? Sorry if I’m horrible at this. I’m really nervous, but I want to do it.”
Puck leaned forward and kissed her again. “Just relax babe. You’ll get it right.” He laid down on the bed.
Quinn smiled and moved to lie on her side next to him. “Just tell if I do anything you don’t like, okay?” She leaned up and kissed him, deepening the kiss right away. Her hand rested on his stomach, but she slowly moved it lower, trying not to think about what she was doing.
Puck nodded, wrapping his arms around her waist before kissing her back deeply, enjoying what was going on. He smiled as he felt her hand go down.
Quinn tried to keep herself distracted with his lips as she felt her fingers brush against his penis. She pulled back slightly from his lips as she felt it for the first time, but forced herself to press her lips back to his. Her fingers brushed over the top before moving down slightly and wrapping around his length.
Puck groaned as he felt Quinn’s fingers on his, brushing over it before wrapping them around him. He kissed her deeper, wanting to feel more of her mouth against his.
Quinn smiled against his lips as she moved her hand experimentally down his length. She wasn’t sure how he liked this to be done, but she figured that he would tell her if she did something wrong.
Puck moved his tongue into her mouth, trying to hold back a moan. With Quinn, it felt even better than with any other girl.
Quinn moved her hand up and down his length, trying to gauge his reaction to what she was doing. She wanted to ask if she was doing okay, but she couldn’t bring herself to move her mouth from his. Her hand moved a little faster as she kind of got a rhythm on how she wanted to touch him.
Puck moaned softly into her mouth, bringing his hands up to rub up and down her sides.
Quinn smiled against his lips and moved herself closer to him. She pulled back from the kiss to look down at what her hand was doing. This was the first time she was actually getting to see him and she was also touching him at the same time. She bit her lip softly before turning her attention back to him. “Am I doing okay?”
Puck nodded, running his fingers through her hair and smiled. “You’re doing good so far baby.”
Quinn smiled and turned her head to press a kiss to his palm. “Do you want me to do anything else?”
Puck kept his arms around her waist. “You’ll find what you need to do. Just focus and don’t freak out. Feel around.”
Quinn smiled. “Easier said when you know what you’re doing,” she laughed, moving her hand a little faster. She tightened her fingers around him a little more, remembering that he commented on how tight she felt the first time they were together.
Puck groaned when he felt her move faster and tightened her fingers around him. “Mmm…baby.”
Quinn smiled and continued what she was doing. “Feel good?” She shifted her body slightly to move closer to him and leaned down to kiss his neck. Her mouth moved up to his pulse point and sucked lightly at the skin, biting down softly.
Puck nodded. “Mm…more.”
Quinn smiled down at him and moved her hand faster. “Like this?” she asked against his skin, running her tongue over his pulse point.
Puck groaned softly. “Mhm.”
Quinn continued to kiss his neck before moving to place kisses along his jaw. Her hand tightened slightly and she tried to movie it quickly at the pace he seemed to like. She moved away from his jaw and pressed her lips back to his, her tongue instantly working its way into his mouth.
Puck moaned her name, before going back to working his lips on her mouth. “Fuck,” he mumbled.
Quinn kissed him slowly to contrast the way her hand was moving over him. She twisted her wrist slightly trying to figuring out if she could move faster by changing her position
Puck felt so good being under Quinn. The things she was doing to him were amazing, and part of the reason it felt that way was because he had real feelings for her, unlike other girls. “Mmm, shit baby. You’re doing good.”
Quinn smiled and moved away from his mouth to watch the things that her hand was doing to him. She was kind of mesmerized by it all, but mostly because she knew she was making him feel good. “Is there anything you want me to specifically do,” she whispered, laying her head on his chest and watching the movement of her hand.
Puck moved his hand to stroke her back up and down, his breath bated and his moans coming out more frequently. “You can…flick the tip,” he managed to get out.
Quinn nodded against his chest and ran her thumb over the tip on her next upwards movement. She was surprised to feel some kind of fluid there, but ignored it to move her hand back down his length and her thumb over the tip again once she reached it. “Like that?”
Puck groaned, running his fingers through his hair and shutting his eyes. “Yes. Fuck baby.”
Quinn smiled and continued doing the same movements with her hand. She had no idea how to tell if he was close or anything like that, but she had no intentions on stopping until he asked her to.
Puck moved his hands down to her ass, massaging it as she made him feel good. “Mmm…” He twitched under her touched and gripped the sheets with his other hand, pushing up into her hand.
Quinn moved back against his hand, her own body feeling turned on again from making him feel good. The thought crossed her mind to ask him if he just wanted to have sex, but she didn’t know how much longer he would be lasting. She looked up at his face and bit her lip at how much the look of pleasure on his features turned her on.
Puck squeezed his eyes, moaning as he pushed himself up against her hand again. “I’m so close baby…” he whispered.
Quinn smiled to herself and moved her hand a little faster. She was pleased that she was able to do this for him and she hoped that he really enjoyed it. Her thumb brushed over his tip with each movement, trying to keep her hand as tight as possibly around him as he thrust up into her.
Puck groaned, moving his hand up to her hair to grab some to hold on to. “Yea…Quinn…I’m coming…fuck…” Before Puck knew it, he had hit his orgasm and was trying to catch his breath. Quinn had made him feel so damn good.
Quinn watched as Puck came undone, unsure if she wanted to look at his face or what her hand was doing. She glanced up at him when he was finished and pressed a soft kiss to his lips. Her hand had some of his come on it, so she did just what he did and brought it to her mouth. It definitely wasn’t anything she would be moaning over, but she didn’t comment. “Did I do okay?”
Puck smiled against her lips, bringing both hands up to her sides and rubbing up and down. “You did amazing.”
Quinn nodded and pressed her body against his side. She wasn’t sure what they were supposed to do now besides talk to each other. “I liked doing that,” she said softly, trying to not get embarrassed. “Making you feel good turned me on.”
Puck chuckled. “Yea? Makiing you feel good always turns me on.” He smiled and leaned forward to press his lips softly against hers again. “Like sexing you up.”
Quinn rolled her eyes. “Don’t get used to the idea of it happening all the time.” She laid her head against his chest again, closing her eyes, and allowed herself to relax. “It feels nice being with you again.”
Puck kissed her forehead, bringing one of his hands down to her ass again to bring her as close to his side as possible. “Hell yea it does. I’ve missed being with you like crazy.”
Quinn smiled and allowed herself to enjoy this moment. “We can hang out more, if you want. I know football is going to be over soon, but I was thinking about getting a part time job to help get some money for baby stuff.”
Puck shook his head. “You don’t have to do that. You can rest, do your homework, and not worry about that. I got two jobs for my baby mama.” While he was busy explaining why she shouldn’t get a job, he didn’t allow himself to take in what she said. Looking down at her, he asked, “Wait…baby stuff? As in for the baby? Like, after it’s born?”
Quinn frowned and looked up at him. “No… I just meant like, doctors’ bills and maternity clothes. I already told you that I can’t keep the baby, Puck.” She glanced back down and hoped he wasn’t going to get angry over it again. “My parents told me they’re not paying for anything, so I need to do something.”
Puck sighed. “Right…I misunderstood,” he mumbled. “Still, don’t worry about making money for all of that. I’ll get it covered.” He felt horrible that she was still giving up the baby, but he didn’t know what to say to make her change her mind. Even proving that he’d be faithful to her wasn’t changing her mind. Moving his hand to hold hers, he played with her fingers lightly, staying quiet for a little while, before coming up with an idea. “We probably good keep the baby without your parent’s kicking you out.”
Quinn glanced up at him, her face completely blank. “Why do you want to ruin your life so bad? We can’t raise a baby, Puck. There’s no one around during the day to watch it.”
Puck looked down at her. “Ruin my life? I’d be making myself a life. It’s not an ending; it’s like…a new beginning. Giving away the baby would probably ruin my life.”
Quinn sighed and moved away from him. “You can’t seriously think that giving the baby up is a bad thing. We’re sixteen, Puck. We don’t have jobs, we don’t have anywhere to live, we have no idea how to raise a baby, our parents can’t help us, and we have to go to school. This isn’t the type of situation you bring a baby into.”
Puck was sad when she moved her body away from his, but he made sure to keep his hand in hers. “I have two jobs,” he clarified. He moved closer to her, growing soft as he told her his idea. “We can live here,” he told her. “My mom wants the baby too. She’d help out. You can live with me. That way you can keep the baby and still see your parents.”
Quinn frowned. “We can’t keep the baby, Puck. I can’t move out of my house and raise a baby while in high school. Your mom already has enough on her plate to deal with. She doesn’t need us making things harder for her.”
Puck shook his head. “She offered to watch the baby during the day if we kept it. I told her you didn’t want to, but she still wants to make sure the offers on the table. She works at night, so she said she could tend to the baby during the day until we got home from school. I didn’t want her doing it and overworking, but she insisted.” He shrugged. “She’s pretty persistent, ya know.”
Quinn looked away from him. “I don’t know, Puck. We still have seven months until the baby is born. I don’t want to think about it right now.” She sighed softly and moved her hand away from his, pushing herself up into a seated position. “I should go before it gets too late. My parents are going to start to wonder where I am.”
Puck felt like he ruined the night, and he felt the need to redeem himself. “Hey,” he said, sitting up. He leaned forward and pressed his lips against hers softly. “You’re right. We have time. But ya know, I really had a great night.” He smiled.
Quinn smiled and reached up to cup the side of his jaw. “I did too. I’m just not comfortable talking about the baby stuff yet, but I still have to figure out a lot. We can talk more about it whenever things are settled down and I have time to think about it more.”
Puck nodded. “Ok, I get that,” he said. He smiled, moving his eyes down to her lips and leaning down to kiss her again. He couldn’t keep his lips off of her, and he loved every chance he got to kiss her. He pulled away and tucked a strand of blonde hair behind her ear.
Quinn grabbed his hand and squeezed it lightly before climbing off the bed. “I really do have to go, but I wish I didn’t.” She found her clothes scattered about the room and slowly dressed herself again before sitting back down next to him. “I’ll see you at school tomorrow, but you can text me or call me if you get bored. Maybe we can do something again this week?”
Puck watched her get dressed, wishing she could stay in his arms for the night, bu the knew that wasn’t a possibility. “Sounds good babe,” he said. He wrapped his arms around her, smiling at his baby mama. “Get a good sleep tonight. My baby and baby mama need a good night’s sleep.”
Quinn smiled and pressed a quick kiss to his lips. “I’ll try, but I made no promises. I’m pretty relaxed now which might make it easier to fall asleep though.” She kissed his softly one last time before moving out of his arms and towards the doors. “Goodnight, Puck. If you get up early enough maybe you can pick me up and drive me to school tomorrow?”
Puck nodded, smiling as he watched her get up and begin to leave. “I will. Expect my truck in front of your house at around 7:55.”
Quinn smiled and nodded. She watched him for a few more seconds before opening his door, “I’ll see you tomorrow then.” Her smile didn’t falter as she moved from his doorway, closing the door behind her. It was going to be hard for her to sleep alone tonight, but she knew that she could see him tomorrow. Plus he had given her a lot of new things to think about.
Puck watched her leave, before laying back on his bed and sighing in ecstasy. He finally got his girl, and he wasn’t losing her again.