All The Right Moves [4/?]
Title: All The Right Moves [4/?]
Author: belloraine
Pairing,Character(s): Puck/Kurt/OC
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 1693
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.
Did I say I wasn't horny? I lied. The one time I didn't even want him and now he's giving me a show.
Moving into the room I pulled off my shirt and dropped my shorts to the floor. Underwear isn't something I take part in much. Commando meant I could pull it out whenever needed. I'll admit some days when I'm driving and I know I have no one to give me road head I'll whip it out and go to it myself. It's even gotten me some cougars. One of them even had me pull over after her just so she could blow me. Noah Puckerman never turns down a blow job.
“Did I tell you that you could start without me?”
“Noah! You couldn't have expected me not to set myself up for you and not do anything! I waited for you! 30 whole seconds!” He whined in protest. His body was so eager it contorted to express the stress he was in.
“Now fuck me!” He hissed, glaring back at me like I was his worst enemy. If I wasn't already turned on I think the look he's giving me right now would of done it. Kurt doesn't have an ounce of evil in him, but with sex it felt like something possessed him and took him over until his cock spewed it's pearly goods.
“So impatient” I walked over to the bed grabbing his hips and yanking him back until his cheeks cupped around me. I wasn't going to give it to him right away though. I had to punish him for starting the party without me. The party never starts until I walk in.
Keeping a hand on his left hip I used my other hand to wrap around my cock right under the underside. I was going to tease Hummel until he wept for me.
Starting off by rubbing the tip over his opening, then gliding it up and down his crack. His fists were clutching the sheets as if he didn't get fucked his life would depend on it. The lines of distress curving under his eyes that he surely would complain about later when he looked in the mirror.
Slow and precise glides up, down, over and circling around the fashionista's pulsing hole made my cock ache for penetration, but I wasn't going to bust in that easy. I surely wasn't here for his wants. I was here strictly on business and this business happened to involve me getting my dick wet. Best kind of business.
“Nooah!” He whined reaching back to spread his cheeks giving me a full view of his pucker. Titling my head I started to debate if I should speed up the process. My cock head poking at the outer rings. The spasming muscles flexing and clenching out of eager need for a filler.
“Ya fucking want it so bad do something about it” In a flash Kurt shoved me off and just as fast I was on my back. His hand wrapped around the shaft tugging on it a couple times, then dropping his ass down and letting his man core engulf me whole. His ass sucked me in like some kind of leech. Not once since we started fucking did I ever see him this eager. It had to be the mention of this being it. No more Puck fucks after this.
He started grinding his ass down hard, moaning out as my tip worked his prostate. He didn't waste time really. I appreciated that fact. I wanted to get in, fuck his brains out, fill him up and then leave. If he really wanted it to pass this fast then he was doing a hell of a job. I was already throbbing inside his chute.
Finally beginning to bounce I licked my lips and watched how his ass would jiggle just a fraction whenever he came pounding back down. That ass of his was what sucked me in, in the first place. Once I got him I discovered how well his mouth was trained and that he had no gag reflex. You wouldn't think by looking at this kid that he liked to be skull fucked, but Hummel has surprised me many times since I first introduced my dick to his ass.
“Spank me, Noah! Do it!” He growled at me. I snickered at first, but gave into his command. Mind as well make it good for him. Give him one hell of a show, then take it away from him. I'm very clear on the fact that I'm a selfish asshole, but I still sleep awesome at night.
His dick was bouncing just as much as his ass. It would hit my stomach, then smack back up onto his. I kept spanking him, squeezing his ass in my hands as he rode me. I would never admit to him that I believe I will never fuck another ass like his. My dick will be mourning once I leave this sweet ass of his.
“Deeper..shit..I need it deeper” Kurt came down to rest either of his hands on my shoulders, squeezing and digging his nails into my skin. I knew he was going to leave marks. I also knew that the gears inside of his head were working to find ways to keep me for a little while longer. He always loved marks he left. During rehearsals he'd always eye me, wink while his eyes would follow to the marks. He was big on ownership. I found it hot. Many things about Kurt turned me on. He'll always know how to get me in his grasp if he put the right effort. For me it would be about self control and refusal. I've never done that before, so I had two challenges plaguing me.
Angling my hips just right I didn't get in as deep as I wanted. Kurt was still whining and doing all he could to move his ass a portion deeper. I growled snapping up forward and pinning him down on his back. Adjusting his legs on my shoulders contorting him into a human pretzel just to give him what he wanted. His head bored back into his pillows. His jaw hung open wide and welcoming. A welcome I couldn't deny. Extending out two fingers I forced them into his mouth. His lips wrapped around them, moaning even louder now.
“That's it. Fucking take it you fucking slut” Grunting out loud and primal. The scraping of his teeth was almost too much. He knew how to push my buttons. How to push me so close to the edge that my head goes fuzzy and I have to slow down for a moment to gather stamina. The way his tongue slipped between the two fingers pushed me forward. I straightened out my legs so I was balancing on my tip toes and plowed that ass. Kurt's mouth flung away from my fingers letting out a loud scream that made me shiver. He was close, so close I could taste him. Could taste how he'd collect himself off my chest and feed his juices to me.
I grunted, half annoyed and half disappointed that Hummel couldn't carry out any longer. I could feel his walls caving. His moans drawn out and breathy. It was always how he sounded when he was about to blow. I encouraged him on with my own moans. Even teasing him occasionally by moaning out his name. He always got off on that. It made me wonder if before all of our shit started if he tried to sound in his head how I would moan out his name. It had to be accurate with how his own sounds flowed out of him.
Then it came the intense clench of muscles compressing around my shaft. Back arched and my tip pressing hard up against Hummel's prostate that only made him clench even more. I was holding off. Doing all I could to keep my climax at bay. He wasn't making it as easy though. I was sure that my limit would be another two minutes max. Kurt on the other hand was letting out a loud scream, louder than before and his loaded gun was cocked and firing all over me. The hot spurts of his essence splashing all over my chest and stomach, dripping down to my sack and making a sloppy sound as I continued to pile drive his ass. He even got some on my neck and once he saw that he moved his legs to wrap around my waist and jolt up to lick it off my skin. His teeth nibbling at a vein once it was clean.
“Come for me, Noah. Fill me up so deep that you'll be dripping out of me for days” My eyes fluttered and that was all it took. I pushed into him once more and ground into his prostate, long, hard grinds as my dick swelled, then released all it had to offer inside of him. He hissed, moaned as I filled his core right to the brim. I could already feel some of it seeping out and staining onto his cheeks and my thighs.
“That was a hell of a goodbye” I whispered into his ear. My voice hoarse and cracked from the noises I was making before. I don't even know if some were human. I make weird fucking sounds when I'm having good sex and Kurt always gave that to me.
“I give this goodbye 6 months, then you'll be back. You always come back Noah, and when you do I'll be ready and waiting. Always waiting for you..” He looked up into my eyes that had to be as glazed over as his. His hand coming to run over the side of my cheek, cupping it while he stared at me. I slowly pulled out and kissed the palm of his hand. I had to give him something to hang onto. I love the empowerment I felt knowing I had such a hook on him.
Author: belloraine
Pairing,Character(s): Puck/Kurt/OC
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 1693
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.
Did I say I wasn't horny? I lied. The one time I didn't even want him and now he's giving me a show.
Moving into the room I pulled off my shirt and dropped my shorts to the floor. Underwear isn't something I take part in much. Commando meant I could pull it out whenever needed. I'll admit some days when I'm driving and I know I have no one to give me road head I'll whip it out and go to it myself. It's even gotten me some cougars. One of them even had me pull over after her just so she could blow me. Noah Puckerman never turns down a blow job.
“Did I tell you that you could start without me?”
“Noah! You couldn't have expected me not to set myself up for you and not do anything! I waited for you! 30 whole seconds!” He whined in protest. His body was so eager it contorted to express the stress he was in.
“Now fuck me!” He hissed, glaring back at me like I was his worst enemy. If I wasn't already turned on I think the look he's giving me right now would of done it. Kurt doesn't have an ounce of evil in him, but with sex it felt like something possessed him and took him over until his cock spewed it's pearly goods.
“So impatient” I walked over to the bed grabbing his hips and yanking him back until his cheeks cupped around me. I wasn't going to give it to him right away though. I had to punish him for starting the party without me. The party never starts until I walk in.
Keeping a hand on his left hip I used my other hand to wrap around my cock right under the underside. I was going to tease Hummel until he wept for me.
Starting off by rubbing the tip over his opening, then gliding it up and down his crack. His fists were clutching the sheets as if he didn't get fucked his life would depend on it. The lines of distress curving under his eyes that he surely would complain about later when he looked in the mirror.
Slow and precise glides up, down, over and circling around the fashionista's pulsing hole made my cock ache for penetration, but I wasn't going to bust in that easy. I surely wasn't here for his wants. I was here strictly on business and this business happened to involve me getting my dick wet. Best kind of business.
“Nooah!” He whined reaching back to spread his cheeks giving me a full view of his pucker. Titling my head I started to debate if I should speed up the process. My cock head poking at the outer rings. The spasming muscles flexing and clenching out of eager need for a filler.
“Ya fucking want it so bad do something about it” In a flash Kurt shoved me off and just as fast I was on my back. His hand wrapped around the shaft tugging on it a couple times, then dropping his ass down and letting his man core engulf me whole. His ass sucked me in like some kind of leech. Not once since we started fucking did I ever see him this eager. It had to be the mention of this being it. No more Puck fucks after this.
He started grinding his ass down hard, moaning out as my tip worked his prostate. He didn't waste time really. I appreciated that fact. I wanted to get in, fuck his brains out, fill him up and then leave. If he really wanted it to pass this fast then he was doing a hell of a job. I was already throbbing inside his chute.
Finally beginning to bounce I licked my lips and watched how his ass would jiggle just a fraction whenever he came pounding back down. That ass of his was what sucked me in, in the first place. Once I got him I discovered how well his mouth was trained and that he had no gag reflex. You wouldn't think by looking at this kid that he liked to be skull fucked, but Hummel has surprised me many times since I first introduced my dick to his ass.
“Spank me, Noah! Do it!” He growled at me. I snickered at first, but gave into his command. Mind as well make it good for him. Give him one hell of a show, then take it away from him. I'm very clear on the fact that I'm a selfish asshole, but I still sleep awesome at night.
His dick was bouncing just as much as his ass. It would hit my stomach, then smack back up onto his. I kept spanking him, squeezing his ass in my hands as he rode me. I would never admit to him that I believe I will never fuck another ass like his. My dick will be mourning once I leave this sweet ass of his.
“Deeper..shit..I need it deeper” Kurt came down to rest either of his hands on my shoulders, squeezing and digging his nails into my skin. I knew he was going to leave marks. I also knew that the gears inside of his head were working to find ways to keep me for a little while longer. He always loved marks he left. During rehearsals he'd always eye me, wink while his eyes would follow to the marks. He was big on ownership. I found it hot. Many things about Kurt turned me on. He'll always know how to get me in his grasp if he put the right effort. For me it would be about self control and refusal. I've never done that before, so I had two challenges plaguing me.
Angling my hips just right I didn't get in as deep as I wanted. Kurt was still whining and doing all he could to move his ass a portion deeper. I growled snapping up forward and pinning him down on his back. Adjusting his legs on my shoulders contorting him into a human pretzel just to give him what he wanted. His head bored back into his pillows. His jaw hung open wide and welcoming. A welcome I couldn't deny. Extending out two fingers I forced them into his mouth. His lips wrapped around them, moaning even louder now.
“That's it. Fucking take it you fucking slut” Grunting out loud and primal. The scraping of his teeth was almost too much. He knew how to push my buttons. How to push me so close to the edge that my head goes fuzzy and I have to slow down for a moment to gather stamina. The way his tongue slipped between the two fingers pushed me forward. I straightened out my legs so I was balancing on my tip toes and plowed that ass. Kurt's mouth flung away from my fingers letting out a loud scream that made me shiver. He was close, so close I could taste him. Could taste how he'd collect himself off my chest and feed his juices to me.
I grunted, half annoyed and half disappointed that Hummel couldn't carry out any longer. I could feel his walls caving. His moans drawn out and breathy. It was always how he sounded when he was about to blow. I encouraged him on with my own moans. Even teasing him occasionally by moaning out his name. He always got off on that. It made me wonder if before all of our shit started if he tried to sound in his head how I would moan out his name. It had to be accurate with how his own sounds flowed out of him.
Then it came the intense clench of muscles compressing around my shaft. Back arched and my tip pressing hard up against Hummel's prostate that only made him clench even more. I was holding off. Doing all I could to keep my climax at bay. He wasn't making it as easy though. I was sure that my limit would be another two minutes max. Kurt on the other hand was letting out a loud scream, louder than before and his loaded gun was cocked and firing all over me. The hot spurts of his essence splashing all over my chest and stomach, dripping down to my sack and making a sloppy sound as I continued to pile drive his ass. He even got some on my neck and once he saw that he moved his legs to wrap around my waist and jolt up to lick it off my skin. His teeth nibbling at a vein once it was clean.
“Come for me, Noah. Fill me up so deep that you'll be dripping out of me for days” My eyes fluttered and that was all it took. I pushed into him once more and ground into his prostate, long, hard grinds as my dick swelled, then released all it had to offer inside of him. He hissed, moaned as I filled his core right to the brim. I could already feel some of it seeping out and staining onto his cheeks and my thighs.
“That was a hell of a goodbye” I whispered into his ear. My voice hoarse and cracked from the noises I was making before. I don't even know if some were human. I make weird fucking sounds when I'm having good sex and Kurt always gave that to me.
“I give this goodbye 6 months, then you'll be back. You always come back Noah, and when you do I'll be ready and waiting. Always waiting for you..” He looked up into my eyes that had to be as glazed over as his. His hand coming to run over the side of my cheek, cupping it while he stared at me. I slowly pulled out and kissed the palm of his hand. I had to give him something to hang onto. I love the empowerment I felt knowing I had such a hook on him.