A Glass of Milk In The Night, Chapter 6
Title: A Glass of Milk in the Night
Characters: Kurt Hummel, Noah Puckerman, mentions of Carole and Burt Hummel and Brittany Pierce.
Rating: NC-17
Gen/ slash
Warning: Swearing, boy on boy fun (finally!)
Main Pairing: Kurt/Puck
Word Count: 1,261
Summary: Kurt is surprised in the middle of the night, and gets to see a side of Puck that most don't.
Kurt was proud of himself. It had been a week since the night Noah first kissed him. In that week, their routine was mostly the same. Except now, when they did their homework, Noah would sneak a kiss when Finn went to get more food from the kitchen. The other change came at night. The first night after, Kurt was lying in his bed, awake and hoping Noah would come in. When he didn’t, Kurt went down to the basement himself. They got into a whole new routine of kisses and cuddling at night, always waking early so they could both be in their proper beds before anyone in the house woke up.
In that week, the one thing that Kurt hadn’t done that he’d really, really wanted to was ask Noah what they were doing. He was filled with so many questions- was Noah capital G gay? Was he bisexual? Were they dating each other? Was Noah still hooking up with girls at school? Were they going for long-term, or just messing around? Could they tell anyone? The questions just kept coming, but with no answers.
He tried to relax, and simply enjoy himself. Another week went by, and he was happy, but he was also afraid. He was happy because of Noah, and he didn’t want that to end, but he didn’t know if he should be preparing for that or not. Finally, one night in the basement, he broke. “Noah, what is this?”
“This is us, Kurt. Does it have to be anything other than that?”
“I just need to know what that means. Are we exclusive, or can I be hooking up with Thad or Eric or any other gay Warbler I stumble across?” he didn’t mean for it to sound so sarcastic.
Noah growled, rolling on top or Kurt and looking down at him. “I am not fucking around with anyone else. You can do what you want, but I don’t wanna share.”
Kurt figured this was as close as he would get from Noah to a confession that he wanted them to be together. “Can I call you my boyfriend then?”
“Kurt, you can’t call me anything… you can’t go telling anyone about this,” Noah sighed, rolling off of the smaller boy, but staying close, bodies touching from shoulder to toes.
“So you’re ashamed of me? I’ll just be your dirty little secret? Fuck you, Puck.”
He sat up quickly, about to leave the room and go back to his own bedroom, but Noah sat up too, wrapping his arms around Kurt from behind, voice dropping to speak in his ear, “I am not ashamed of you. I’m not ashamed of anything, ever, you got that? But we gotta keep this quiet- if your dad finds out, I’m not gonna be able to stay here. Then what? I go back to Ma’s and hope she’s either sober enough to remember she loves me and I should live there since I’m her kid, or hope she’s drunk enough to not notice me being there? I don’t have a lot of options here, Princess.”
“My dad would never kick you out. And if he even thought about it for a second, Carole would never let him. I’m not exactly comfortable with lying to my father. The last time I did that was when Brit and I ‘dated.’ He’s- he’s everything to me. I don’t want to have to lie to him.”
“Kurt, I don’t want you to have to lie to him either, but I don’t want things to change. Even if he doesn’t kick me out, he’s not gonna be okay with us spending time alone together anymore. I want you to be able to tell him, but…maybe we can wait a while longer first?”
Kurt stayed where he was, thinking about it for a minute. Noah had a point about that- he still remembered Burt’s reaction the time Blaine had spent the night, and that was before they were actually dating. “Okay,” he relaxed into the bigger boy’s hold, “that’s fine for a little while. But, I am not going to lie straight to his face. I just won’t mention anything.”
Noah’s voice dropped another octave as he purred into Kurt’s ear, “So, if he asked you what you were up to in the middle of the night, you would tell him about the hot stud in your bed, kissing and touching you?” As he spoke, Noah kissed, licked, and sucked down the other’s neck. “You’d tell him about all the things you let this gorgeous guy do to you? About the things you wish he’d do to you?”
Noah’s hands were running up and down Kurt’s sides, underneath his t-shirt. Kurt’s head shook “no” while he gasped in a breath. When Noah pulled the shirt up, Kurt readily lifted his arms up to allow him to take the material off. He used that moment when their bodies were apart to turn around, kneeling on the bed and facing Noah, he leaned in for a kiss, stopping to speak against the other boy’s lips. “But you are my boyfriend.”
He kissed him quickly before stripping the shirt off of Noah as well. Then he took a moment to look at the toned abs and pecs of the athlete. “Hell yeah,” Noah groaned in agreement, then gasped, “Oh fuck, Kurt,” as the petite boy leaned down and took his gleaming nipple ring in his mouth. Noah shifted restlessly before forcefully pulling Kurt’s head up to suck at his mouth hungrily. He quickly flipped them over so that Kurt was lying on his back and he hovered over him, running his hands all over the small boy’s torso.
When Noah thrust his pyjama-clad hips against Kurt’s, feeling their erections against one another for the first time, Kurt moaned, “Shit Noah, oh fuck baby, shit!” like a porn star and Noah almost came right then. Who would’ve thought Hummell had such a dirty mouth, he smirked to himself, kissing that mouth again as Kurt wrapped his legs around Noah’s waist.
They kissed and thrust for only a short while before Kurt’s hold on Noah tightened almost painfully and he ripped his mouth away, making a noise between a scream and a groan. His whole body tensed before relaxing, almost boneless. Noah pressed hard against him, feeling the warmth of wetness through the layers of cotton, before he too came, panting out, “Kurt.”
Noah fell to the bed, staying pressed close to his boyfriend. Both were breathing heavy and smiling. “I can’t,” Kurt cleared his throat, trying again and stating, “That was so good,” with a breathy laugh.
“Well, you are with Puckasaurus, what did you expect?”
“Ugh, I’d expected that the time you spent with me had rubbed off enough for you to stop using such idiotic phrases to reference yourself in the third person…”
“Seriously?” Puck laughed, quieting when Kurt’s hand went over his mouth, reminding him of the other people in the household, “Even getting off can’t stop your inner bitch.”
Kurt rolled over on top on Noah and looked at him with a sparkle in his eyes, “Please. You love my inner bitch. Now, as much as I would love to lie here and cuddle, I’ve got to clean up and change my pants. This is absolutely disgusting.”
Noah laughed again, and when Kurt was almost out of ear shot, he stated, “Next time I’ll have to use my mouth so you won’t have any mess to worry about.”
Kurt tripped on the top step.
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Characters: Kurt Hummel, Noah Puckerman, mentions of Carole and Burt Hummel and Brittany Pierce.
Rating: NC-17
Gen/ slash
Warning: Swearing, boy on boy fun (finally!)
Main Pairing: Kurt/Puck
Word Count: 1,261
Summary: Kurt is surprised in the middle of the night, and gets to see a side of Puck that most don't.
Kurt was proud of himself. It had been a week since the night Noah first kissed him. In that week, their routine was mostly the same. Except now, when they did their homework, Noah would sneak a kiss when Finn went to get more food from the kitchen. The other change came at night. The first night after, Kurt was lying in his bed, awake and hoping Noah would come in. When he didn’t, Kurt went down to the basement himself. They got into a whole new routine of kisses and cuddling at night, always waking early so they could both be in their proper beds before anyone in the house woke up.
In that week, the one thing that Kurt hadn’t done that he’d really, really wanted to was ask Noah what they were doing. He was filled with so many questions- was Noah capital G gay? Was he bisexual? Were they dating each other? Was Noah still hooking up with girls at school? Were they going for long-term, or just messing around? Could they tell anyone? The questions just kept coming, but with no answers.
He tried to relax, and simply enjoy himself. Another week went by, and he was happy, but he was also afraid. He was happy because of Noah, and he didn’t want that to end, but he didn’t know if he should be preparing for that or not. Finally, one night in the basement, he broke. “Noah, what is this?”
“This is us, Kurt. Does it have to be anything other than that?”
“I just need to know what that means. Are we exclusive, or can I be hooking up with Thad or Eric or any other gay Warbler I stumble across?” he didn’t mean for it to sound so sarcastic.
Noah growled, rolling on top or Kurt and looking down at him. “I am not fucking around with anyone else. You can do what you want, but I don’t wanna share.”
Kurt figured this was as close as he would get from Noah to a confession that he wanted them to be together. “Can I call you my boyfriend then?”
“Kurt, you can’t call me anything… you can’t go telling anyone about this,” Noah sighed, rolling off of the smaller boy, but staying close, bodies touching from shoulder to toes.
“So you’re ashamed of me? I’ll just be your dirty little secret? Fuck you, Puck.”
He sat up quickly, about to leave the room and go back to his own bedroom, but Noah sat up too, wrapping his arms around Kurt from behind, voice dropping to speak in his ear, “I am not ashamed of you. I’m not ashamed of anything, ever, you got that? But we gotta keep this quiet- if your dad finds out, I’m not gonna be able to stay here. Then what? I go back to Ma’s and hope she’s either sober enough to remember she loves me and I should live there since I’m her kid, or hope she’s drunk enough to not notice me being there? I don’t have a lot of options here, Princess.”
“My dad would never kick you out. And if he even thought about it for a second, Carole would never let him. I’m not exactly comfortable with lying to my father. The last time I did that was when Brit and I ‘dated.’ He’s- he’s everything to me. I don’t want to have to lie to him.”
“Kurt, I don’t want you to have to lie to him either, but I don’t want things to change. Even if he doesn’t kick me out, he’s not gonna be okay with us spending time alone together anymore. I want you to be able to tell him, but…maybe we can wait a while longer first?”
Kurt stayed where he was, thinking about it for a minute. Noah had a point about that- he still remembered Burt’s reaction the time Blaine had spent the night, and that was before they were actually dating. “Okay,” he relaxed into the bigger boy’s hold, “that’s fine for a little while. But, I am not going to lie straight to his face. I just won’t mention anything.”
Noah’s voice dropped another octave as he purred into Kurt’s ear, “So, if he asked you what you were up to in the middle of the night, you would tell him about the hot stud in your bed, kissing and touching you?” As he spoke, Noah kissed, licked, and sucked down the other’s neck. “You’d tell him about all the things you let this gorgeous guy do to you? About the things you wish he’d do to you?”
Noah’s hands were running up and down Kurt’s sides, underneath his t-shirt. Kurt’s head shook “no” while he gasped in a breath. When Noah pulled the shirt up, Kurt readily lifted his arms up to allow him to take the material off. He used that moment when their bodies were apart to turn around, kneeling on the bed and facing Noah, he leaned in for a kiss, stopping to speak against the other boy’s lips. “But you are my boyfriend.”
He kissed him quickly before stripping the shirt off of Noah as well. Then he took a moment to look at the toned abs and pecs of the athlete. “Hell yeah,” Noah groaned in agreement, then gasped, “Oh fuck, Kurt,” as the petite boy leaned down and took his gleaming nipple ring in his mouth. Noah shifted restlessly before forcefully pulling Kurt’s head up to suck at his mouth hungrily. He quickly flipped them over so that Kurt was lying on his back and he hovered over him, running his hands all over the small boy’s torso.
When Noah thrust his pyjama-clad hips against Kurt’s, feeling their erections against one another for the first time, Kurt moaned, “Shit Noah, oh fuck baby, shit!” like a porn star and Noah almost came right then. Who would’ve thought Hummell had such a dirty mouth, he smirked to himself, kissing that mouth again as Kurt wrapped his legs around Noah’s waist.
They kissed and thrust for only a short while before Kurt’s hold on Noah tightened almost painfully and he ripped his mouth away, making a noise between a scream and a groan. His whole body tensed before relaxing, almost boneless. Noah pressed hard against him, feeling the warmth of wetness through the layers of cotton, before he too came, panting out, “Kurt.”
Noah fell to the bed, staying pressed close to his boyfriend. Both were breathing heavy and smiling. “I can’t,” Kurt cleared his throat, trying again and stating, “That was so good,” with a breathy laugh.
“Well, you are with Puckasaurus, what did you expect?”
“Ugh, I’d expected that the time you spent with me had rubbed off enough for you to stop using such idiotic phrases to reference yourself in the third person…”
“Seriously?” Puck laughed, quieting when Kurt’s hand went over his mouth, reminding him of the other people in the household, “Even getting off can’t stop your inner bitch.”
Kurt rolled over on top on Noah and looked at him with a sparkle in his eyes, “Please. You love my inner bitch. Now, as much as I would love to lie here and cuddle, I’ve got to clean up and change my pants. This is absolutely disgusting.”
Noah laughed again, and when Kurt was almost out of ear shot, he stated, “Next time I’ll have to use my mouth so you won’t have any mess to worry about.”
Kurt tripped on the top step.
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