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"No" is a dirty word, never gonna say it first // "No" is just a thought that never crosses my mind

Dec 08, 2010 00:16

Who: iwannabedirty and jewhawk
What: "Studying"
When: Wednesday after school
Where: Puck's house
Rating: PG-13 for their terrible dirty mouths. Rating may go up! R-ish, getting to NC-17. In other words, NSFW as there be Pucktana sexytimes here ( Read more... )

rating: nc-17, character: noah puckerman, (ship) puck/santana, character: santana lopez, status: finished

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iwannabedirty December 8 2010, 07:21:18 UTC

Santana was sorely tempted to correct Puck, to point out that Latinos and Spanish people? Not quite the same thing. But she knew he wouldn't care, so she just rolled her eyes and stayed silent. She almost preferred that Puck didn't understand her when she spoke Spanish, because, when she was irritated, she didn't always say the nicest things. That was when the language barrier came in handy.

She smiled and relaxed into his side when his arm went around her shoulders, smiling even bigger when he kissed the top of her head. She didn't see this affectionate side of Puck very often, but she did know he cared about her. Sure, they weren't dating, and she really had no plans to date him, but she did care a lot about him, and he was super hot, easy to be around and really good in bed.

"Yeah, you're welcome." She gave a little dismissive half-shrug and closed her eyes for a moment. School and Cheerios practice always wore her out, without question, but she was never too worn out for Puck or Brittany. "Your Nana Connie always yells at you. Doesn't she get yet that you don't care?"

jewhawk December 8 2010, 07:29:47 UTC

Puck's finger swirled little circles on Santana's bare shoulder as he lay there, eyes drifting closed. He enjoyed the peace and quiet. His mom and younger sister were out at some mother daughter thing at the temple, and having the house all to himself was a welcome change. But having the house to himself and Santana was even more welcome.

"Yeah, she does... And she smells weird... But whatever. Mom says she was in the Holocaust or something, and that I should learn to appreciate my Jewish heritage more..." He shrugged. "I appreciate being a Jew... We're awesome... But I don't see why that means I have to listen when Nana Connie yells at me..." A pause before he added, "Besides. Aren't grandmas supposed to be cool and spoil the shit out of you and stuff?"

Shrugging again, he turned slightly to adjust Santana's weight on his arm. She was by no means heavy, but his arm was going to sleep just the same.

iwannabedirty December 8 2010, 07:37:08 UTC

"My abuela on Mama's side is like that," Santana said. "She's always buying us things and giving us money..." She grinned. "It's pretty awesome. She bought this for me." She held up her right hand to show off a cute silver ring on her pinky finger. "But I guess your mom's got a point. Like, you should respect your nana, especially if she was in the Holocaust, wow."

jewhawk December 8 2010, 07:58:54 UTC

He guessed the ring was cute or whatever it was that girls called stuff like that, but he didn't really care all that much about a ring. His hand slid down her back to rest on her hip and he pulled her a little closer. "What are you, my mom now? Just because Nazis are assholes doesn't mean Nana Connie should yell at me? I mean, I'm not a fucking Nazi... I'm a Jew just like her."

He shrugged, before changing the subject. "My mom and sister won't be home til 8, y'know..."

iwannabedirty December 8 2010, 08:06:21 UTC

"No, I'm not saying it's a reason to yell at you, it's just, like...that's pretty amazing, you know? That she made it through that," Santana explained. She didn't think Puck's nana really had any reason to yell at him. Then again, she didn't really know how he acted in front of her. She couldn't imagine he'd be a dick around his grandmother though.

Smirking, she slid up his side to lay completely on top of him. "Hmm... I think we can find something to do to pass the time..." Running her fingers through his mohawk, she pressed her lips firmly to his.

jewhawk December 8 2010, 08:23:21 UTC

"Yeah... I mean, I guess it is pretty incredible. But shit, I bet she survived because the Nazis were scared of her." He laughed a little at the idea of his nana telling some gestapo dude to clean up or something. "She mostly tells me I'm a terrible Jew all the time," he said, shrugging.

Puck grinned dangerously as the Latina girl perched on top of him. His hands went down to touch her legs. "You're the coolest chick ever," he said, before going for another kiss.

iwannabedirty December 8 2010, 08:29:10 UTC

"Damn right I am," Santana breathed, smirking before kissing him again. She lifted up to tug Puck's shirt up and slid her hands over his abs, liking how they sort of rippled under her fingers. Slowly, she slid her hands up further to play with his nipple ring. Breaking the kiss, she pushed his shirt off him completely and began kissing her way up his stomach.

jewhawk December 8 2010, 08:38:36 UTC

Santana's hands were a little cooler than Puck's skin, and when she touched him, he shivered ever so slightly. There was nothing like Santana Lopez to make a man feel good. The way she played with his nipple ring drew a sharp breath from the boy. There was something about the way she did it that made his stomach feel weird... but in a good way he couldn't really explain.

Her lips on his stomach made the muscles tense. He reached down to run his hands through her hair, before tucking his arms behind his head to watch her work.

iwannabedirty December 8 2010, 17:31:26 UTC

Santana peered up at him as she changed direction, kissing just above his jeans. One hand moved down to cup him through his jeans, while she stretched forward to tongue his nipple ring.

jewhawk December 8 2010, 18:52:08 UTC

He gasped. There was something so simple about being with Santana. They both knew what they wanted... And that was as much good sex as possible with no strings attached. They'd managed some kind of weird friendship, too, which was a nice bonus.

His eyes drifted shut and he leaned his head back at the feel of her against him. "Fuck..." he hissed, reaching down to slide his hands up her tiny Cheerios skirt.

iwannabedirty December 9 2010, 00:39:59 UTC

Santana moaned softly when Puck's hands slid up her skirt. She'd taken off he spanx when she'd gotten here and shoved them in her Cheerios bag -- they were just so damn constricting -- so all she had left under that skirt were very thin panties.

Without further invitation, she nimbly popped open the button of his jeans and slid the zipper down, yanking the jeans down to his knees and leaving him to get rid of them completely. She took hold of him through his boxers and squeezed, smirking up at him.

jewhawk December 9 2010, 03:30:52 UTC

Smirking up at her, Puck realized that she wasn't exactly in full Cheerios uniform. "Does Coach Sylvester know that you're rocking the easy access version of your uniform?" he asked, eyebrow raised as he shifted to allow her to get his jeans off.

As her hand found him, despite the barrier of his boxers, Puck grunted, kicking his jeans the rest of the way off. With a possessive growl, he hooked his arm tight around Santana's waist, and flipped them so that he was on top of her, his other arm holding him up over her as he grinned down at her.

iwannabedirty December 9 2010, 03:39:32 UTC

"You really think that's information I would share with Coach Sylvester? She'd have my head on a fucking platter. Besides, I had spanx on at school. I took them off just for you," Santana cooed teasingly.

She squealed when he flipped them over but grinned up at him and leaned up for a quick, hard kiss. Hooking her fingers into his boxers, she gave a tug and pulled them down, licking her lips at what appeared. "Looks like someone's happy to see me," she murmured.

jewhawk December 9 2010, 04:05:06 UTC

Puck laughed and shrugged. "Don't do that..." he said. "Your head's no good to me if it's not attached to your body..." Something in her tone did something to Puck, and he grinned up at her.

Dark eyes drifted shut as her kiss found his lips. He tightened his grip around her waist before her hands went back to work, stripping him out of his clothes. Her response drew an amused grin out of him. "Always," he said, winking at her as his hand went for the zipper on the side of her uniform top. Unzipping it expertly (considering that he was more or less an expert at getting into Cheerio uniforms), he pulled it over her head.

iwannabedirty December 9 2010, 04:19:40 UTC

"I promise my head will stay on my body. I know how much you like my mouth." Tossing her top aside with a smirk, her hand wrapped around his dick and started slowly pumping as she leaned up to kiss him again, her free hand clutching his mohawk.

jewhawk December 9 2010, 04:57:05 UTC

His eyes rolled back a little when her hand went to work, and he felt a familiar tightness in his stomach. "Yeah..." he managed to say. "Your mouth... your hands... whatever..."

He reached for her skirt zipper, and once again, in a short moment, he'd gotten her out of it. Now all that remained between them was her bra and panties, and Puck would make quick work of getting rid of them, too. But first, he pulled her back in for another kiss.

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