Variations of Speed
Title: Speed, Accelerando
Author: lezi
Characters: Kurt/Puck
Challenge: Speed
Rating: PG
Notes: None, unless Puckurt had become canon without me realizing it?
(Accelerando: accelerating; gradually increasing the tempo.)
The driving force in their relationship had been, surprisingly, Mercedes.
“I saw how you eyed that tongue, baby.” and, to Puck, “I know, don’t those heels make Kurt’s ass so tight?”
Kurt couldn’t stop staring at Puck’s whore-lips. So distracted, he followed Puck into the bathroom, heels clacking. He met the other boy’s gaze in the filmy mirror. “Hummel?”
Kurt felt his stomach plummet at the thought of those cherry-painted lips being wiped off with a wet towelette. “I know a better way to get that off.”
Their lips smashed together, teeth clashing. Their rollercoaster relationship began clicking its ascent.
Title: Speed, Allegro
Author: lezi
Characters: Kurt/Puck
Challenge: Speed
Rating: NC-17
Notes: Spoilers if you haven't seen "Power of Madonna".
(Allegro: cheerful or brisk; but commonly interpreted as lively, fast.)
“Fuckfuckfuck,” Kurt panted, head falling against the lockers. “More, faster--please.”
Puck smirked, slowly jerking the other boy--still in Cheerio uniform--off in the empty locker room. The only sounds were Kurt’s heavy breaths and the vulgar, squelching noises of Puck’s hand sliding up and down Kurt’s dick.
“Pu--!” Kurt screamed when Puck suddenly sped his pace up, his hand a blur, only to slow it down seconds later. Kurt might’ve sobbed.
“I want somebody to speed it up for me then take it down slow,” Puck sang mockingly, still leering at Kurt as he squeezed, unforgiving. “Your words, babe, not mine."
Title: Speed, Adagietto
Author: lezi
Characters: Kurt/Puck
Challenge: Speed
Rating: PG
Notes: None, unless Puckurt had become canon without me realizing it?
(Adagietto: rather slow.)
Life moves faster as you grow older--ask any graying adult, they’d agree. To Kurt, he blinked and suddenly high school was over, glee club finishing with Nationals title and Puck, his boy-toy/boyfriend, was intent on moving out to the City with Kurt in August.
Sometimes Kurt felt like a spinning top, dizzy and confused. Whenever he was near-hyperventilating, Puck would tug Kurt against him, holding him close. A minute would pass, then two, as their breathing matched up, as Kurt felt tears receding.
In Puck’s arms, life would slow until Kurt could look at their flight tickets without getting nauseous.
Title: Speed, Cambiare
Author: lezi
Characters: Kurt/Puck
Challenge: Speed
Rating: PG
Notes: None.
(Cambiare: to change; i.e., any change, as to a new instrument.)
The fast-paced life of the City with its neon lights and screeching tires, was a hipster’s dream, but Kurt knew Puck tensed in the crowded streets and sighed when car alarms went off at all hours of the night like tripped mines.
Sometimes, Kurt got tired of it all, too, if only because guilt chewed him with each complaint Puck didn’t voice.
He began whining--pollutants irritating his skin, rising crime rates, taxi fares--until Puck hopefully suggested they move.
Sure, upstate New York was too leafy for Kurt, but so long as Puck got him his daily Starbucks, he wouldn’t complain.
Author: lezi
Characters: Kurt/Puck
Challenge: Speed
Rating: PG
Notes: None, unless Puckurt had become canon without me realizing it?
(Accelerando: accelerating; gradually increasing the tempo.)
The driving force in their relationship had been, surprisingly, Mercedes.
“I saw how you eyed that tongue, baby.” and, to Puck, “I know, don’t those heels make Kurt’s ass so tight?”
Kurt couldn’t stop staring at Puck’s whore-lips. So distracted, he followed Puck into the bathroom, heels clacking. He met the other boy’s gaze in the filmy mirror. “Hummel?”
Kurt felt his stomach plummet at the thought of those cherry-painted lips being wiped off with a wet towelette. “I know a better way to get that off.”
Their lips smashed together, teeth clashing. Their rollercoaster relationship began clicking its ascent.
Title: Speed, Allegro
Author: lezi
Characters: Kurt/Puck
Challenge: Speed
Rating: NC-17
Notes: Spoilers if you haven't seen "Power of Madonna".
(Allegro: cheerful or brisk; but commonly interpreted as lively, fast.)
“Fuckfuckfuck,” Kurt panted, head falling against the lockers. “More, faster--please.”
Puck smirked, slowly jerking the other boy--still in Cheerio uniform--off in the empty locker room. The only sounds were Kurt’s heavy breaths and the vulgar, squelching noises of Puck’s hand sliding up and down Kurt’s dick.
“Pu--!” Kurt screamed when Puck suddenly sped his pace up, his hand a blur, only to slow it down seconds later. Kurt might’ve sobbed.
“I want somebody to speed it up for me then take it down slow,” Puck sang mockingly, still leering at Kurt as he squeezed, unforgiving. “Your words, babe, not mine."
Title: Speed, Adagietto
Author: lezi
Characters: Kurt/Puck
Challenge: Speed
Rating: PG
Notes: None, unless Puckurt had become canon without me realizing it?
(Adagietto: rather slow.)
Life moves faster as you grow older--ask any graying adult, they’d agree. To Kurt, he blinked and suddenly high school was over, glee club finishing with Nationals title and Puck, his boy-toy/boyfriend, was intent on moving out to the City with Kurt in August.
Sometimes Kurt felt like a spinning top, dizzy and confused. Whenever he was near-hyperventilating, Puck would tug Kurt against him, holding him close. A minute would pass, then two, as their breathing matched up, as Kurt felt tears receding.
In Puck’s arms, life would slow until Kurt could look at their flight tickets without getting nauseous.
Title: Speed, Cambiare
Author: lezi
Characters: Kurt/Puck
Challenge: Speed
Rating: PG
Notes: None.
(Cambiare: to change; i.e., any change, as to a new instrument.)
The fast-paced life of the City with its neon lights and screeching tires, was a hipster’s dream, but Kurt knew Puck tensed in the crowded streets and sighed when car alarms went off at all hours of the night like tripped mines.
Sometimes, Kurt got tired of it all, too, if only because guilt chewed him with each complaint Puck didn’t voice.
He began whining--pollutants irritating his skin, rising crime rates, taxi fares--until Puck hopefully suggested they move.
Sure, upstate New York was too leafy for Kurt, but so long as Puck got him his daily Starbucks, he wouldn’t complain.