30 Days of Puckurt Drabble: Lucky Number 13
It's lucky day thirteen of our June 30 Days of Puckurt drabble fest!
Here be the rules; don't forget to include a rating if the piece is rated higher than PG ( Read more... )
Here be the rules; don't forget to include a rating if the piece is rated higher than PG ( Read more... )
Kurt is close, pre-come leaking from his erection steadily, slicking Puck’s hand and dripping to his stomach. Puck can feel the tightening of Kurt’s internal muscles as they start to spasm, and then Kurt looses all rhythm, bouncing raggedly above him and moaning incoherently.
“Come on, come on,” Puck grits out, adding a sharp twist to every upward stroke of his fist, and then grins as Kurt goes taut and arches back. White semen spurts from Kurt, streaks of it catching on Puck’s stomach and chest, and he presses down so that Puck is deep within him as his orgasm is ripped from his body.
Puck teeth are clenched together as he watches, feels, Kurt come down from his orgasm - he’s on edge, so close, and he needs to move.
Thrusting hard, sharp and quickly, Puck wraps his arms around Kurt to hold him close. It doesn’t take long, less than a minute, and Puck feels his balls pull up as pleasure thrums throughout him. He thrusts deep and hard as he comes, trying to be as completely inside Kurt as he can, and lets out a breathy grunt.
Kurt is languid, wrapped in Puck’s arms, and occasionally uses what strength he has to squeeze his ass around Puck as he comes. He moans appreciatively as he feels Puck’s come paint his insides, and rubs the side of his face against Puck’s.
When Puck is finished they stay pressed together, panting from the exertion and just letting the remnants of pleasure wash over them. It’s comfortable, and as the sweat starts to cool on their bodies, content.
“I’d say that was the perfect way to christen our bed.”
“No really?” Puck chuckles, the rumbles of his chest running through into Kurt.
Kurt slaps him lightly on his shoulder and says, “Don’t get all sarcastic with me. That’s my job. Besides, don’t you want to christen the kitchen counter, too?”
Puck groans deep in his throat, the thought sending shots of arousal to him far too soon. Who knew getting their first place together would be so awesome?
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Also, NEVER APOLOGIZE FOR PORN. ESPECIALLY LONG PORN.
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Coherency can suck it.
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*sad face but grabs it anyway because gold stars are a metaphor and metaphors are important (;*
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<3
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