Title: Dorm Bed
Author: snuffybaby
Disclaimer: RM and Co. own the Glee Universe
Rating: PG-13 (mentions of sex; swearing)
Pairing: Puckleberry
Word Count: 356
Spoilers: none that I can think of.
Summary: FF; Based on prompt from
puckrachel drabble meme:
Author’s Note: This is actually my first glee drabble, dug it out to post... based on one of the older prompts at
puckrachel.
jenesaispas974:
As my boyfriend sleeps in my dorm bed next to me, I can't help but hope that one day we can share something bigger than a twin size.
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The clock radio went off on schedule at 6AM.
Rachel shifted quickly to turn it off. Glancing over her shoulder, she checked to see if her boyfriend was still sleeping soundly. Luckily over the years she'd learned that he slept like a rock; not even an earthquake would wake him. The only tried and true method that she'd discovered to wake him involved his morning wood. She'd found great pleasure in waking him up by blow job and the occasional hand job. Needless to say, he found great enjoyment too.
This morning though, she propped herself up on her elbow and looked down at him. He looked so peaceful - and surprisingly innocent - in his sleep. Her hand brushed down his Mohawk, marveling that after years, he could still pull off that particular badass hairstyle.
"Babe," he mumbled, turning over and wrapping his arms around her waist, dragging her against him. "What are you doing up? It's the butt crack of dawn. You should be cuddling your hot ass against my fine badass self."
"Noah, you know very well, I'm usually up at this time."
"Babe, it's Saturday. I'm only here for another night. Just this once, stay in bed with me?"
"You'd have more space to sleep if you let me get up. You're always complaining about how cramped these dorm beds are."
"They do have some perks." He wiggled closer to her.
She giggled.
"Besides, in another month, you'll graduate and move out of this shit hole. We've shared this bed on weekends for the past two years. Only thirty days left to make the rest of our memories on this little mattress."
Rachel smiled at him, snuggling against his warm body. "Does that mean I should be getting something larger than a twin for my new place."
"Babe, I think you mean our new place. And shit yeah! I've been saving up for a super king." He rolled her under him. "More room for those amorous activities you enjoy so much."
Rachel squealed in delight, as they added to the memories they shared of her tiny dorm room with its twin bed.
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The End