30 Days of Puckurt Drabbles Day Twenty-Three

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Welcome to Day Twenty-Three of 30 Days of Puckurt Drabbles in June: 2012 Edition!

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30 Most Important Moments of Their Lives

[crazysnape]

He never noticed any guy's parts before, but since that afternoon in the park Kurt ass (among other things) were always on his mind. If they were in the same room, Kurt had to be in his field of vision.

And when he was not there, Puck was always wondering things like : “ Would Kurt's butt be as nice in his hands than it was for the eyes ?”

That was crazy!

The guy was his friend, you were not supposed to have those thoughts for your friend. He had tried to flirt with some chicks but he soon realized that none of them attracted him as much as Kurt did. He tried not to, but couldn't help to compare them with him. And even if some of the girls were hot, Kurt was always hotter.

Better ass, longer legs, more kissable lips. So yep, it drove him crazy, but he managed to keep control.

Or he did, until Rachel's Party.

The party on itself was pretty normal : mostly Glee Kids ( except for Quinn she wasn't really welcome at the moment), some alcohol, those stupid games Berry loved so much. It was cool but Puck couldn't enjoy it because of the two “guests”. Kurt had indeed come with some friends who were visiting for the week-end.

Wes, and 'Bland'.The first one was nice enough, and the second would probably be too if he stopped kissing Kurt. It wasn't French kiss but all those pecks annoying him greatly. Kurt maintained they were not a couple, but it would be more believable if ringlet kept his mouth for himself.

'Bland' gave him a drink : a peck.
'Bland' sang some shitty song with Berry : a peck.
'Bland' got to shit : congratulation there was a peck for you !

Well, the last one didn't really happened but it felt like it.

Four beers later, Puck decided that he was fed up. He wanted pecks too. So he went to the bar, took a coke, and headed for Kurt. He sat near the boy, gave him the can and waited. Kurt smiled, took it and thanked him.

That was it.

So he waited, and waited then he frowned. As nothing changed, he taped on Kurt shoulder.

“Yes?”
“I want my kiss.”
“Your kiss?”
“Yeah, it's not fair, Bland get one, I should have one too.”

Kurt looked at him, eyes wild opened, then he nodded and bent over him and kissed his cheek.

His Cheek !

“Hey, not here” he pointed at his lips "There !”.

He didn't thought it was possible, but Kurt eyes got wilder. Kurt nodded, bent over once more and this time put his lips on his.

It was light, too light, exactly the kind of peck 'Bland' had. It was wrong, so when Kurt began to move away Puck moved forward. He stroked Kurt's lips with his tongue until he opened them, then he deepened the kiss. This time, wet was far from being the right term to describe that kiss.

Hot.
Passionate.
Breathtaking.
Perfect.