Testing The Waters Part 3
Title: Testing The Waters Part 3
Rating: NC-17
Character(s)/Pairing(s): Puck/Kurt
Genre: Porn with plot, Romance
Warning: d/s, mentions of the BDSM lifestyle
Disclaimer: I do not own Glee, the show would be very different if I did.
Author Notes: This is the third story in the What You Need series. The first story is What You Need and the second is The Talk.
2nd A.N: Sorry this took so long. Family drama was disastrous and time consuming.
Part one of this story can be found here Part two can be found here.
Summary: Kurt was convinced there had to be a catch for something this good.
Word Count: 878
Kurt looked down at the perfect piece of paper in front of it, waiting for someone to tell him he couldn’t have this. There had to be a catch for something this good.
Noah Puckerman’s rules:
1. I will respect the safeword “magpie” at all times and will stop immediately and remove any equipment being used until such a time that both are ready to continue.
2. When I am feeling uncomfortable or unsafe I will use the safeword.
3. I will respect the limits written and any that are established and amended following this agreement
4. Within the agreed upon times and terms I accept that I am responsible for Kurt- emotionally and physically- and I will, to the best of my ability, take care of him. I will not abuse this trust, nor take it for granted.
Signed: Noah Puckerman
Kurt Hummel’s rules:
1. I will listen to my emotional and physical needs at all times and I will not compromise or disregard them for any reason.
2. When I am feeling uncomfortable or unsafe I will use the safeword.
3. I will respect the safeword “magpie” and will cease all activity and remove all equipment until such a time that both Puck and I are ready to continue.
4. I will respect the limits written and any that are established and amended following this agreement
5. Within the agreed upon times and terms I will respect Puck’s authority. I will have no responsibility apart from the above rules and I will trust him with my obedience and submission. I will obey his word and I accept his right to enforce his word if it is not obeyed.
Signed: Kurt Hummel
Kurt signed at the end of the carefully written words, still expecting someone to force him not to. He couldn’t be this lucky could he? Puck signed after him, hand a little steadier.
“I still don’t see why you added rule number three to yours. We’re not going to be switching roles or anything.”
“No, but I’m not going to be lying there like a dead fish. I’ll be doing stuff too. And I want you to know I’d stop if you used the safeword. It shouldn’t just be there for me. We both need to be safe.” Kurt said, looking at Puck. Puck looked right back, their gaze intense. Kurt grabbed the back of Puck’s neck and brought them into a kiss.
The kiss was different. After a second Puck’s tongue was fighting more insistently for dominance than it had before and soon it was more like Puck taking Kurt’s mouth than an equal kiss. Kurt yielded to Puck willingly, grabbing onto Puck’s shirt with his free hand.
“Okay, how ‘bout we agree on a time slot now.” Puck said breathlessly when they finished. Kurt grinned widely.
“Finding it hard to concentrate?” Kurt said smugly. Puck grinned.
“Oh you’re a cheeky sub aren’t you?” he asked and Kurt shivered in pleasure at the name. “You’re mine until we leave for school on Monday. Agreed?”
“Agreed.” Kurt said and became a little nervous. He wanted this, so much. That didn’t mean he wasn’t apprehensive.
“Make sure the front door’s locked then go to the living room.” Puck ordered. Kurt shivered at Puck’s tone and left to do just that.
Puck stayed in the kitchen for a minute. He put his plate in the sink, lent against the counter and grinned. This was gonna be so much fun. Puck walked into the lounge room and saw Kurt standing next to the couch shifting nervously.
“Strip.” Puck said and strode confidently into the room. Kurt jumped a little and looked at him in alarm.
“Here?” he asked and Puck had to smirk. This was really gonna be so much fun.
“Ahuh.” Puck confirmed, folding his arms over his chest to watch Kurt comply. And Kurt did, blushing furiously. Puck watched mesmerized at the way Kurt shyly but surely pulled off first the sweatpants then the t-shirt. Puck took both items of clothing, putting them to one side.
He took his time, circling around Kurt slowly, his eyes going over every inch of his new sub. Kurt shivered.
“You cold?” Puck asked in concern. It was a warm day, but Kurt was naked.
“No.” Kurt said softly. Puck chuckled and molded against Kurt’s back.
“You like my eyes on you Kurt?” Kurt blushed and nodded. Puck moved away and Kurt made a small noise of protest. “It’s okay, I’m not going far.” He circled Kurt again, but he could sense something was wrong. Kurt’s posture was too defensive and shy.
“You need to safeword?” Puck asked, concerned. He hoped Kurt would say it if he needed to.
Kurt shook his head. “No.” he mumbled. “But…” he trailed off. Puck took Kurt by the shoulders and led him over to the couch.
“Yeah?” Puck asked, while no safety word had been said, he knew that something was wrong.
Kurt didn’t say a word, he just buried into Puck and latched on with both hands to Puck’s tshirt. Puck sighed and settled back, wondering why it was so easy for Kurt to ask for sex and bondage, but not for tender moments like this.
Well that would have to change.
Rating: NC-17
Character(s)/Pairing(s): Puck/Kurt
Genre: Porn with plot, Romance
Warning: d/s, mentions of the BDSM lifestyle
Disclaimer: I do not own Glee, the show would be very different if I did.
Author Notes: This is the third story in the What You Need series. The first story is What You Need and the second is The Talk.
2nd A.N: Sorry this took so long. Family drama was disastrous and time consuming.
Part one of this story can be found here Part two can be found here.
Summary: Kurt was convinced there had to be a catch for something this good.
Word Count: 878
Kurt looked down at the perfect piece of paper in front of it, waiting for someone to tell him he couldn’t have this. There had to be a catch for something this good.
Noah Puckerman’s rules:
1. I will respect the safeword “magpie” at all times and will stop immediately and remove any equipment being used until such a time that both are ready to continue.
2. When I am feeling uncomfortable or unsafe I will use the safeword.
3. I will respect the limits written and any that are established and amended following this agreement
4. Within the agreed upon times and terms I accept that I am responsible for Kurt- emotionally and physically- and I will, to the best of my ability, take care of him. I will not abuse this trust, nor take it for granted.
Signed: Noah Puckerman
Kurt Hummel’s rules:
1. I will listen to my emotional and physical needs at all times and I will not compromise or disregard them for any reason.
2. When I am feeling uncomfortable or unsafe I will use the safeword.
3. I will respect the safeword “magpie” and will cease all activity and remove all equipment until such a time that both Puck and I are ready to continue.
4. I will respect the limits written and any that are established and amended following this agreement
5. Within the agreed upon times and terms I will respect Puck’s authority. I will have no responsibility apart from the above rules and I will trust him with my obedience and submission. I will obey his word and I accept his right to enforce his word if it is not obeyed.
Signed: Kurt Hummel
Kurt signed at the end of the carefully written words, still expecting someone to force him not to. He couldn’t be this lucky could he? Puck signed after him, hand a little steadier.
“I still don’t see why you added rule number three to yours. We’re not going to be switching roles or anything.”
“No, but I’m not going to be lying there like a dead fish. I’ll be doing stuff too. And I want you to know I’d stop if you used the safeword. It shouldn’t just be there for me. We both need to be safe.” Kurt said, looking at Puck. Puck looked right back, their gaze intense. Kurt grabbed the back of Puck’s neck and brought them into a kiss.
The kiss was different. After a second Puck’s tongue was fighting more insistently for dominance than it had before and soon it was more like Puck taking Kurt’s mouth than an equal kiss. Kurt yielded to Puck willingly, grabbing onto Puck’s shirt with his free hand.
“Okay, how ‘bout we agree on a time slot now.” Puck said breathlessly when they finished. Kurt grinned widely.
“Finding it hard to concentrate?” Kurt said smugly. Puck grinned.
“Oh you’re a cheeky sub aren’t you?” he asked and Kurt shivered in pleasure at the name. “You’re mine until we leave for school on Monday. Agreed?”
“Agreed.” Kurt said and became a little nervous. He wanted this, so much. That didn’t mean he wasn’t apprehensive.
“Make sure the front door’s locked then go to the living room.” Puck ordered. Kurt shivered at Puck’s tone and left to do just that.
Puck stayed in the kitchen for a minute. He put his plate in the sink, lent against the counter and grinned. This was gonna be so much fun. Puck walked into the lounge room and saw Kurt standing next to the couch shifting nervously.
“Strip.” Puck said and strode confidently into the room. Kurt jumped a little and looked at him in alarm.
“Here?” he asked and Puck had to smirk. This was really gonna be so much fun.
“Ahuh.” Puck confirmed, folding his arms over his chest to watch Kurt comply. And Kurt did, blushing furiously. Puck watched mesmerized at the way Kurt shyly but surely pulled off first the sweatpants then the t-shirt. Puck took both items of clothing, putting them to one side.
He took his time, circling around Kurt slowly, his eyes going over every inch of his new sub. Kurt shivered.
“You cold?” Puck asked in concern. It was a warm day, but Kurt was naked.
“No.” Kurt said softly. Puck chuckled and molded against Kurt’s back.
“You like my eyes on you Kurt?” Kurt blushed and nodded. Puck moved away and Kurt made a small noise of protest. “It’s okay, I’m not going far.” He circled Kurt again, but he could sense something was wrong. Kurt’s posture was too defensive and shy.
“You need to safeword?” Puck asked, concerned. He hoped Kurt would say it if he needed to.
Kurt shook his head. “No.” he mumbled. “But…” he trailed off. Puck took Kurt by the shoulders and led him over to the couch.
“Yeah?” Puck asked, while no safety word had been said, he knew that something was wrong.
Kurt didn’t say a word, he just buried into Puck and latched on with both hands to Puck’s tshirt. Puck sighed and settled back, wondering why it was so easy for Kurt to ask for sex and bondage, but not for tender moments like this.
Well that would have to change.