All The Right Moves [2/?]
Title: All The Right Moves [2/?]
Author: belloraine
Pairing,Character(s): Puck/OC
Rating: R
Word Count: 897
Spoilers: Up to 1x13 Sectionals
Series: All The Right Moves
Summary: Puck is desperate to step back into his former status as a stud, but with McKinley girls on the defense of finding out he's the father of Quinn's baby he loses hope. Until a new girl shows up in school. With fresh meat around and a very hungry appetite of his own. It's his mission to steal her onto his team and have her boast him back to fame within his own high school walls, but is that all he's looking for or is his conquest much deeper? Will this rise him back to glory or will he ruin his chances with Quinn and really being a father? How far is Puck willing to go to resurrect a reputation he thrives so highly upon and how far is he willing to use the girl to get him there?
Disclaimer: I do not own Puck and anyone from Glee, but I do own all the original ideas, plot and female original character.
“Boyle's Law--” Mr. Perkins addresses the class on a new chemistry topic. I groan as I enter the class and look around. It's all the same until my eyes meet hers, Janelle's to be exact. An empty seat next to her as well. Grinning like I had won a prize I speed walked over to the table, leaning on the edge of it.
“Hey uh, Janelle?” Her head rises up from her new text book. A smile adorning her mouth creating perfect dimples in her cheeks. “Would you mind if I joined you? That chair seems awfully lonely” I wink, chuckle slightly trying to make my sentence come off innocently, but if I failed it's not too much of a let down. I haven't been able to maintain any sense of innocence since my tenth birthday. Why you ask? Its the age when I found my very first Playboy. I made pages 36 and 37 completely stick together. God bless the weekends my mom had to work.
“Sure, I actually need a partner anyways” She pushed her book to the side and looked at me. “So I thank you for the rescue of me having to go around the room and awkwardly ask a total stranger if they want to pair up” She laughed softly. I'm not liking the pure way she's affecting me.
“Oh no problem. I know everyone in this room and I wouldn't even get up to do that” I shrugged, hoping in some miraculous way she wouldn't ask why and when she didn't it was as if a halo was illuminating over her head. Either my wishes were coming true or God was proud I'm taking responsibility for my unborn child.
“Let me guess--” She pursed her lips together and examined me over with her eyes. “Football player? One of the reigning students on top of the popularity plateau?” She cocked a brow at me. I didn't want to give her that answer. I really didn't, but I had no way to put this off.
“I play some ball, but I like to sing too. I find it a win/win even if my team isn't so...accepting” The nervous laugh that came out of me was sad, utterly sad. Anyone with hearing could hear the fear of lies behind it.
“As long as you don't shove me into a locker or jolt a slushy into my face like I saw a poor young boy from earlier get it, then I'm pretty sure I can deal with your” She paused to make air quotes with her fingers. “Status as a student here” She winked at me. Wait, winked? I'm not seeing things right?
“Now why would I go on and ruin a face like that with a drink?” I gave her a wink back that flushed her pale cheeks a light pink. My charm was already in effect and I was setting my goal at three days before I had her under me, moaning out how I, Noah Puckerman couldn't top anyone she fucks after me.
“Who knows? Maybe there are things that should never be revealed about a person” A genuine smile, bigger and brighter than any of them before spread along her lips. That gloss illuminating in this lighting. I had to bite at the corner of my bottom lip to keep from any sudden jerks towards her. Fuck being in a classroom. If I wanted to make a pass. I would regardless of where we were.
“Let me tell you that I have absolutely no intention of ruining a thing on you. Not. One. Thing” I emphasized my words as my hand reached out and rubbed over the top of her right thigh. I have no control over my actions when lust begins to course through me.
“Noah..” She laughed uncomfortably and pushed my hand from her leg. “I'm not like most girls. I will not let you make me into some kind of conquest. I'm not easy to break from my morals, so if this is a pass to relations I surely in no way approve of, then consider yourself shut down” She turned her head away from me and scooted her chair at least a half a foot away.
Ouch. I really thought I had a good start with this. I warmed her up, then moved in. That is how it always works. I'm starting to get a bad feeling in my gut that I might have another Rachel on my hands. And to think I thought I had God on my side today.
“If you trap a sample of air and measure its volume at different pressures, then you can determine a relation between volume and pressure. If you do this experiment, you will find that as the pressure of a gas sample increases, its volume decreases” Mr. Perkins carried on with his theory on what was it? Gas? Oh fuck it. I had to pay attention now. My target had to cool off and accept me again tomorrow. After all this was a big project. A month together for this and I have to use every day wisely. If she wasn't begging for me by the months end then I will fully accept my fate here at McKinley.
Author: belloraine
Pairing,Character(s): Puck/OC
Rating: R
Word Count: 897
Spoilers: Up to 1x13 Sectionals
Series: All The Right Moves
Summary: Puck is desperate to step back into his former status as a stud, but with McKinley girls on the defense of finding out he's the father of Quinn's baby he loses hope. Until a new girl shows up in school. With fresh meat around and a very hungry appetite of his own. It's his mission to steal her onto his team and have her boast him back to fame within his own high school walls, but is that all he's looking for or is his conquest much deeper? Will this rise him back to glory or will he ruin his chances with Quinn and really being a father? How far is Puck willing to go to resurrect a reputation he thrives so highly upon and how far is he willing to use the girl to get him there?
Disclaimer: I do not own Puck and anyone from Glee, but I do own all the original ideas, plot and female original character.
“Boyle's Law--” Mr. Perkins addresses the class on a new chemistry topic. I groan as I enter the class and look around. It's all the same until my eyes meet hers, Janelle's to be exact. An empty seat next to her as well. Grinning like I had won a prize I speed walked over to the table, leaning on the edge of it.
“Hey uh, Janelle?” Her head rises up from her new text book. A smile adorning her mouth creating perfect dimples in her cheeks. “Would you mind if I joined you? That chair seems awfully lonely” I wink, chuckle slightly trying to make my sentence come off innocently, but if I failed it's not too much of a let down. I haven't been able to maintain any sense of innocence since my tenth birthday. Why you ask? Its the age when I found my very first Playboy. I made pages 36 and 37 completely stick together. God bless the weekends my mom had to work.
“Sure, I actually need a partner anyways” She pushed her book to the side and looked at me. “So I thank you for the rescue of me having to go around the room and awkwardly ask a total stranger if they want to pair up” She laughed softly. I'm not liking the pure way she's affecting me.
“Oh no problem. I know everyone in this room and I wouldn't even get up to do that” I shrugged, hoping in some miraculous way she wouldn't ask why and when she didn't it was as if a halo was illuminating over her head. Either my wishes were coming true or God was proud I'm taking responsibility for my unborn child.
“Let me guess--” She pursed her lips together and examined me over with her eyes. “Football player? One of the reigning students on top of the popularity plateau?” She cocked a brow at me. I didn't want to give her that answer. I really didn't, but I had no way to put this off.
“I play some ball, but I like to sing too. I find it a win/win even if my team isn't so...accepting” The nervous laugh that came out of me was sad, utterly sad. Anyone with hearing could hear the fear of lies behind it.
“As long as you don't shove me into a locker or jolt a slushy into my face like I saw a poor young boy from earlier get it, then I'm pretty sure I can deal with your” She paused to make air quotes with her fingers. “Status as a student here” She winked at me. Wait, winked? I'm not seeing things right?
“Now why would I go on and ruin a face like that with a drink?” I gave her a wink back that flushed her pale cheeks a light pink. My charm was already in effect and I was setting my goal at three days before I had her under me, moaning out how I, Noah Puckerman couldn't top anyone she fucks after me.
“Who knows? Maybe there are things that should never be revealed about a person” A genuine smile, bigger and brighter than any of them before spread along her lips. That gloss illuminating in this lighting. I had to bite at the corner of my bottom lip to keep from any sudden jerks towards her. Fuck being in a classroom. If I wanted to make a pass. I would regardless of where we were.
“Let me tell you that I have absolutely no intention of ruining a thing on you. Not. One. Thing” I emphasized my words as my hand reached out and rubbed over the top of her right thigh. I have no control over my actions when lust begins to course through me.
“Noah..” She laughed uncomfortably and pushed my hand from her leg. “I'm not like most girls. I will not let you make me into some kind of conquest. I'm not easy to break from my morals, so if this is a pass to relations I surely in no way approve of, then consider yourself shut down” She turned her head away from me and scooted her chair at least a half a foot away.
Ouch. I really thought I had a good start with this. I warmed her up, then moved in. That is how it always works. I'm starting to get a bad feeling in my gut that I might have another Rachel on my hands. And to think I thought I had God on my side today.
“If you trap a sample of air and measure its volume at different pressures, then you can determine a relation between volume and pressure. If you do this experiment, you will find that as the pressure of a gas sample increases, its volume decreases” Mr. Perkins carried on with his theory on what was it? Gas? Oh fuck it. I had to pay attention now. My target had to cool off and accept me again tomorrow. After all this was a big project. A month together for this and I have to use every day wisely. If she wasn't begging for me by the months end then I will fully accept my fate here at McKinley.