Fic: The Boyfriend - Bonus Missing Scene
Title: The Boyfriend - Bonus Missing Scene
Rating: NC-17
Pairing(s): Puck/Kurt
Genre: Romance/Humour/Angst
Warning: Please note rating change!
Word Count: 4254
Disclaimer: Glee is not mine.
A/N: This is a missing scene from The Boyfriend, set at the very end of chapter twelve.
Summary: Puck has been working his butt off for the last three years as a PA so when his totally ungrateful boss, Kurt Hummel, offers him his dream on a silver platter he should be happy right? The catch - he has to pretend to be Kurt's boyfriend.
“Come here and kiss me properly.”
Puck grinned “Yes boss.”
Puck reached out, cupping Kurt’s jaw and pulled him close, crashing their lips together. Stumbling backwards as Kurt flung his arms around his neck, Puck gripped his back, holding him tightly against his body as Kurt kissed him back enthusiastically. Without breaking the kiss Kurt’s hands slid down his chest and gripped at his jacket, pulling him closer before deftly undoing the buttons and slipping inside. One hand trailed up Puck’s chest, settling over his nipple ring while the other travelled up his back, leaving a trail of tingles in its wake. Threading his fingers into Kurt’s thick hair, Puck smiled against his lips and let his other hand drop down to his ass.
Kurt’s tongue had just slipped into his mouth when someone cleared their throat behind them.
“Okay, Okay. That’s enough of that” Burt grumbled.
Releasing Kurt, he grabbed his bag with one hand and Kurt’s soft hand with the other then followed Burt into the living room. Dropping his bag by the door, he gave everyone in the room a nod and a grin as they all turned their heads simultaneously.
“Puck? What are you doing here?” Finn asked.
Carole smiled at him from the couch “Noah dear, how have you been?”
“Why is no one surprised to see him?” Finn asked, glancing around at everyone. “Not that I’m not happy to see you dude. I am really!” he added quickly.
Puck took the glass of eggnog that Burt handed him and moved closer to the fire, his hand still entwined with Kurt’s.
“I’m dating your brother.”
Finn scratched his cheek “I thought it was a lie?”
“It was.”
“Is it me or is this whole thing confusing?”
“Just you” Kurt replied sweetly.
“You sure you know what you’re doing, getting involved with this one?” Finn asked.
Puck grinned “Better than anyone. I think I can handle it.”
Finn shrugged “Better you than me.”
Shooting his brother a glare, Kurt picked up a gift and handed it to Rachel “You should open this one.”
At Puck’s no doubt confused expression, Carole explained “We usually open one gift each on Christmas Eve. Why don’t you come sit down? You must be tired.”
After the adrenaline rush and nervous anticipation he had experienced over the last few hours, absolutely exhausted didn’t begin to describe what he was feeling but he just smiled and dropped onto the couch next to Finn, pulling Kurt down next to him.
Rachel carefully opened the gift from Kurt and let out a loud screech as she held up the purple scarf with reindeer all over it. She waved it in front of Finn’s face then threw herself into Kurt’s arms.
“Do you think she likes it?” Finn grinned, nudging Puck’s side.
Everyone took their turn to choose or be offered a gift until it came to Kurt who, finally letting go of Puck’s hand, wandered over the tree to hmm and haa over which one to open.
Puck cleared his throat “I have something for you, if you want?”
Kurt spun around, eyes wide “You bought me a present?”
“Yeah, I mean it’s only small and crappy so you might want to pick something else.” Puck shrugged, nodding to the impressive pile of presents surrounding the tree.
“No” Kurt said firmly. “I want yours.”
Digging through his bag, Puck’s hand closed around the paper bag that he had been carrying around with him for weeks.
“It’s not wrapped or anything.”
“I don’t mind” Kurt replied, holding out his hands.
Puck let out a soft laugh as Kurt scrunched his eyes closed and waited, arms outstretched.
Tipping the bag upside down, he let the keychain drop into Kurt’s hands and murmured “Open your eyes.”
Kurt eyes went wide as he stared silently at the little Optimus Prime balanced on his palm.
“I saw it a few weeks back and thought of you.”
Kurt looked up and blinked a few times “It’s wonderful.”
The next thing he knew, Puck had an armful of Kurt and he took a quick step backwards as he tried to keep them both upright. Just as suddenly Kurt jumped out of his arms and turned, holding the transformer up for his family to see.
“I want one of those!” Finn exclaimed, making a grab for it only to face planted onto the couch as Kurt clutched the keychain to his chest and turned his shoulder.
“Mine!”
Kurt sat down and began to transform the toy from giant robot to truck and back again with Finn watching jealously over his shoulder. Dropping down next to him, Puck wrapped an arm around him and grinned as he let out a happy squeal.
Burt cleared his throat “Christmas tomorrow.” He glanced awkwardly towards Puck and Kurt then pointedly avoided looking at them. “Best call it a night I think.”
Puck glanced nervously at Kurt out of the corner of his eye then watched Burt and Carole leave the room.
“Dibs on the bathroom!” Finn yelled, hurrying after them.
Rachel set her mug down on the coffee table and leant down, kissing them both on the cheek. “I’m so glad you boys finally came to your senses. Goodnight.”
They both watched as she slipped out of the room then sat in silence for a few minutes. Puck bit the inside of his mouth, trying to think of a time when he had felt more awkward only to give up. Kurt clearly felt the same, he opened and closed his mouth a few times while a blush filled his cheeks with colour.
“I guess I didn’t think this bit through. I can sleep on the couch” Puck said, nodding at the cushions.
“Don’t be silly” Kurt replied quickly.
“I don’t want you to be uncomfortable or think that I expect something straight away.”
“What if I do?” he asked in a small voice.
Puck’s head shot up “Huh?”
Tentatively, Kurt leant forward and kissed him “Come to bed Noah.”
They walked up the stairs hand in hand, pausing just inside the bedroom to stare at each other for a second before Puck closed the door behind him and pulled Kurt into his arms. Languidly exploring his mouth, Puck walked Kurt backwards until the back of his legs hit the bed and they toppled onto it. Giggling as they bounced, Kurt made a noise halfway between excitement and the inability to breath so Puck lifted himself up onto his elbows, leaning back to press his teeth against Kurt’s neck. If his gasp was anything to go by, the move was well received so Puck repeated the action this time sucking gently. Growling as Kurt thrust his hips up against him and tilted his jaw for easier access, Puck sucked harder and mirrored his hip movements.
As he grinded against Kurt, searching for more friction, a sudden and unwelcome thought came to him, making him pull back.
“Wait” he gasped. “I don’t have anything.”
Shit
“It’s okay I do” Kurt replied, looking dazed. “I um have lube and there are condoms in the medicine cabinet in the main bathroom.”
Puck grinned as Kurt’s cheeks flushed and dropped a kiss on his forehead.
Hurrying towards the bathroom, Puck swung the door open without knocking and nodded at Finn on his way to the medicine cabinet. Finn gaped at him, toothbrush hanging out of his mouth and his hands groped at the towel around his waist.
“I was just about to get naked” he said, waving one hand towards the shower.
Puck shrugged “Doesn’t bother me dude.”
“What are you doing?” Finn asked, peering over his shoulder, getting a good view of Puck grabbing a handful of condoms from the box. “Oh god, I did not need to know that. He’s my brother man! You know what, I didn’t. I brushed my teeth and then no one came in and nothing happened.”
He began to hum an indecipherable tune around his toothbrush and pointedly ignored Puck.
Smirking, Puck patted Finn on his bare shoulder as he passed “Whatever gets you through the night dude.”
Closing the bathroom door behind him he quickly made his way into Kurt’s room, dropping the condoms on the nearest bedside table.
“Do you think you have enough” Kurt drawled, staring at the pile of condoms.
“Maybe” Puck murmured, planting a knee on the mattress beside him, climbing over Kurt until he was stretched out on top of him again.
Slowly trailing his hand down Kurt’s chest, Puck ran a finger along the slither of exposed skin just above his belt then cupped him gently. Kurt’s moan was swallowed by Puck’s mouth as he thrust up into his hand.
After a minute or two of heavy breathing and increasingly frantic kissing, Puck reached for Kurt’s belt. Kurt lifted his hips, allowing him to pull the belt free but froze as Puck’s fingers grasped his zip.
Kurt dipped his head, shivering as Puck’s hand slipped in between his jeans and underwear.
“Will it hurt?” he whispered into Puck’s neck, reminding him that Kurt hadn’t done this before. The thought of being Kurt’s first made his chest ache.
“A little.” Puck replied. “Do you want to do me first?”
Face still buried in Puck’s neck, he paused for a second then nodded slightly frantically “Is that okay?”
Puck tilted his chin up and kissed him tenderly “It’s perfect.”
They lay kissing for a few more minutes then Puck pulled away and tugged at his sweater. Kurt sat up and allowed him to remove it and the t-shirt underneath in one motion then slipped his hands under Puck’s shirt, inching it up slowly until Puck impatiently pulled it over his head.
Kurt’s tongue darted out as his eyes devoured Puck’s bare chest, making a noise close to a purr as he ran a hand over his biceps and broad shoulders.
“You approve?” Puck asked.
Kurt looked up at him with darkening eyes “I do indeed.”
Grinning, Puck leant down and stole a quick kiss before he rolled off Kurt and reached for his own belt. Yanking his jeans down, he kicked them over his ankles and pushed them off the end of the bed.
Puck rolled back onto his side and cupped Kurt’s jaw bringing their lips together again. When Kurt didn’t respond as enthusiastically as before, Puck pulled back to ask if he wanted to stop despite the fact it might kill him. The words never reached his mouth, the look of want on Kurt’s face said it all. Reaching out Puck yanked at the denim covering Kurt’s hips until he got the hint and wriggled out of his jeans.
Sitting primly on the edge of the bed, Kurt giggled nervously “We’re both wearing our socks.”
Puck looked down “So we are.”
He quickly removed his socks then reached for Kurt who kicked wildly, gasping for breath as Puck’s fingers ghosted against the bottom of his foot. Pulling off his own socks, Kurt crawled back onto the bed, half on top of Puck and pinned his hands by his head, leaning down for a kiss.
Gasping as Kurt’s fingers dipped into his boxer briefs, Puck thrust up against his hand in time with the thrusting of his tongue. Running his hand down Kurt’s back, Puck stopped at his ass and squeezed gently. Kurt pulled back and looked down at him then nodded slightly, shuddering as Puck slowly inched his underwear down until he was completely bare.
“You’re overdressed” Kurt murmured, pulling Puck’s underwear over his erection and down his thighs.
Leaning back, he let his eyes wander over Kurt’s naked body, his gaze trailing intimately over every inch of him.
“You’re beautiful.”
Kurt’s eyes flickered shyly over his body, finally resting on his dick “You’re not so bad yourself.”
One or both of them let out a low moan as Kurt moved over Puck, skin touching skin for the first time. He pivoted his hips, rocking against Puck who writhed against the bed, his breath hitching as lips touched his neck.
“L-lube?” he gasped.
Hot breath huffed against his neck then was gone as Kurt leant over to the right, opening a drawer before he dropped a small bottle on the bed.
Kurt lay back down next to him and gently pressed their lips together, shuddering as Puck took him in his hand. Puck pumped his hand up and down, twisting occasionally until Kurt was panting and tightly gripping his shoulders. Grinning at Kurt’s put out noise as he let go, Puck sat up and yanked their underwear down the rest of their legs, throwing the fabric on the floor.
Glancing over his shoulder, Puck grabbed the lube and pressed it into his hand. Kurt looked nervously at the bottle then flicked the cap and carefully slicked up his fingers. He wrapped his arms around Puck as they began to kiss again then ran his hand down Puck’s back until he finally trailed his fingertips over Puck’s ass.
Puck groaned, nodding against Kurt’s lips as a slippery finger traced him then tentatively dipped inside. The finger entered him cautiously a few more times, growing more confident as he relaxed around it.
“Another” Puck moaned after a minute or two.
At his encouragement Kurt nodded, carefully adding a second finger to the first and pressed a kiss against Puck’s jaw. Puck hissed as Kurt’s fingers grazed his prostate then whimpered as those fingers suddenly disappeared.
“I’m sorry!” Kurt exclaimed. “Is it my nails? They’re too long right? I can...”
“No they’re fine, better than fine. Your fingers are amazing or they would be if they were still inside me.”
“Oh” Kurt whispered. “Oh” he repeated, a smirk slowly spread across his lips.
His fingers slipped back inside, reaching for the same spot again and again until Puck was rocking against him, gasping and moaning.
“Stop, stop” he pleaded, grabbing Kurt’s wrist and holding him still. “Unless you want it to be over before it starts.”
Kurt giggled and slipped his fingers out of Puck before he leant down and pressed a soft kiss against parted lips.
“I want you inside me now.”
“Mmmmmm okay” Kurt said breathily, reaching over Puck. When he rolled back he was holding a condom and looking nervous again.
“Here, let me.” Puck took the condom and unwrapped it, taking his time to roll it down Kurt’s length.
Puck flipped onto his back then pulled Kurt down on top of him, smirking as Kurt let out a squeak as he collapsed. They both groaned as Kurt rocked against him, positioning himself neatly between Puck’s legs which he bent, draping his calves over surprisingly broad shoulders.
“Ready?”
“Oh hell yeah” Puck replied, crashing their lips together as Kurt began to slowly slide inside.
Ignoring the slight burning sensation, Puck sighed as Kurt filled him. It was a sensation he hadn’t felt in a long time and damn he had missed it. This time felt different though, there was a pressure and warmth in his chest that had never been there before, one that had everything to do with it being Kurt inside him.
“I love you” he blurted.
Kurt’s eyes met his “I love you.”
Puck smiled, he could get used to hearing that.
Kurt, almost totally buried within him, slipped in a tiny bit more then gave one final thrust and paused, his balls flush against Puck’s ass. Moaning at the sudden contact, Puck ran his hand over Kurt’s ass and dug his fingers in, thrusting his hips up slightly as he tried to pull Kurt deeper. Kurt shuddered as he pulled halfway out, his breath hitching as he slowly pushed back in.
Grabbing Kurt’s neck, Puck pulled him down for a kiss that quickly turned frantic and sloppy. Kurt’s tongue entered his mouth, mirroring the thrusts of his hips which increased in speed.
Hands still cupped around Kurt’s ass, Puck let one finger trail down between the cheeks pausing to slowly trace his puckered skin. Kurt grunted low in his throat and jerked against him before slamming forward. Panting, Puck threw his hips up in response then groped across the bed, grabbing the bottle of lube on his third attempt. Using one hand to open the bottle turned out to be more difficult than he would have thought but eventually he emptied some of its contents onto his hand and probably a lot more onto the bed.
Returning his hand to Kurt’s ass, Puck ran his finger over Kurt again this time entering him slowly. At that angle he could barely get more than his fingertip inside but given Kurt’s loud moan, apparently that was enough. As Kurt’s mouth fell open, Puck filled it thrusting his tongue in time with his finger as Kurt fucked him.
Kurt let out a noise halfway between a grunt and a broken cry as he bottomed out and Puck’s finger slipped deeper. Holding himself still, Kurt took a deep intake of breath then opened his eyes, locking gaze with Puck as he began to move again.
As Kurt’s movements and breathing became more and more erratic, Puck murmured “touch me.”
Kurt’s hand closing around him, making Puck’s hips buck widely, his finger slipping out of Kurt as he felt himself all too quickly reaching the point of no return. He rocked between Kurt’s dick and hand a few more times then emptied himself onto their stomachs and Kurt’s hand. Kurt groaned loudly as Puck’s muscles clamped around him and with one last hard thrust he came.
“That was...” Kurt gasped for air, resting his forehead against Puck’s shoulder.
“Yeah” Puck agreed. “You sure you’ve never done that before coz you’re unbelievable?”
Kurt snorted then slipped out of him and rolled over onto his back, removed the condom then dropped it onto the top of the bedside table nearest to him.
Puck wrapped an arm around Kurt as he lay back down and snuggled into his side, a finger lazily trailing Pucks jaw.
“Good first time?”
“The best” Kurt sighed happily. “Are you okay? I didn’t hurt you did I?
Puck kissed the corner of his mouth “It was amazing, you are amazing.”
Kurt smiled, clearly struggling to keep his eyes open and rubbed his cheek against Puck’s chest. Threading his fingers through soft hair, Puck listened as Kurt’s breathing slowed and closed his own eyes.
Eyes fluttering open sometime around dawn, Puck looked down at the unruly hair that was attached to the person kissing his way down Puck’s chest.
“Morning.”
Kurt’s eyes flicked up to meet his gaze “Good Morning Noah.”
Continuing his trail of kisses, Kurt took hold of his dick, swirling the flat of his tongue around the rim of the head, dipping the tip into the slit then flattened it against the underside to take Puck deep in his mouth.
The part of Puck’s brain still capable of thought, albeit a small part, wondered where Kurt had learnt how to do whatever he was doing but the sane part didn’t ask.
Kurt let go of him with a smack of the lips “Good?”
Puck reached for Kurt’s hips then flipped him over,
“What do you think?” he asked, licking a stripe up Kurt’s dick. He moaned and thrust up until Puck had half of him in his mouth.
“I want you” Kurt moaned repeatedly. He locked gaze with Puck “I want to feel what you felt.”
Nodding Puck grabbed a condom and slipped it on then coated himself and his fingers in lube before he wrapped his lips around Kurt's dick again. Kurt wriggled as Puck ran a finger over him then gasped as its tip dipped in then pulled back and circled before slowly pressing inside. Puck took his time slowly opening Kurt up, responding to his gasps and moans until Kurt was thrusting between his finger and mouth.
Puck pulled back, his finger buried inside Kurt “Ready for another?”
He gasped and nodded “Please.”
Pressing a second finger against his entrance, Puck gave his dick one last lick then kissed his way up Kurt’s chest until he reached his mouth. Thrusting his tongue into Kurt’s willing mouth, he paused as his fingers met resistance then slipped forward a tiny bit as Kurt relaxed beneath him. Slowly moving his fingers, Puck nibbled as Kurt’s lips then down his jaw, finally stopping at his neck. Scrapping his teeth against warm skin, he gently bit down and sucked then pulled back, swiping his tongue over the mark.
Twisting his wrist, he knew he had found the right spot when Kurt’s nails dug into his back and he let out a needy whine. Kurt began to whimper and mumble as Puck repeatedly pressed against the same spot.
“I... I .. want..”
“What do you want baby?”
“You.”
Shuddering at the desperate need in Kurt’s voice, Puck quickly sat up “You’ll probably be more comfortable on your stomach.”
“Okay” Kurt whispered, suddenly sounding nervous.
“Don’t worry I’ve got you” Puck said, holding eye contact. “We can stop at any time.”
Kurt nodded and rolled onto his stomach then pulled himself up onto his hands and knees. Puck settled behind him then ran his hand up and down Kurt’s back before he began to gently kiss his way up Kurt’s spine. Reaching around Kurt, Puck took him in his hand loosely and began to stroke. Kurt moaned and thrust into his hand then pushed back, rubbing his ass against Puck’s erection. Puck positioned himself against Kurt then moved both his hands to Kurt’s hips and began to slowly rock into him.
As Kurt’s legs began to tremble Puck started to worry that doing Kurt from behind might not have been the best idea.
“O-Okay?” Puck gasped.
“Don’t you dare stop” Kurt ground out.
Puck nodded and slowly thrust forward, pressing his forehead against Kurt’s shoulder as his balls met ass. Kurt turned his head and Puck, taking the hint, leant over kissing him feverously while simultaneously using all of his self control not to pound into Kurt hard and fast.
Slowly pulling out, Puck inched back inside even slower, biting his lip to stop himself from screaming out as he sunk into the unbelievably tight heat. There was part of him that relished the fact that he was where no man had been before but it was almost completely overwhelmed by the intense feelings that had more to do with his heart than his dick.
Puck ran his hand soothingly up Kurt’s back as he began to thrust slightly quicker.
Kurt flung his head back “Ohh God!”
If Kurt’s family didn’t realised that they were having sex before, they did now.
“I want to see you face” Puck groaned.
“If you stop what you’re doing, I’ll kill you” Kurt gasped.
He grinned at Kurt’s tone and ignored the slight disappointment. Next time he would do Kurt face to face. Next time. Puck liked the sound of that.
“Harder” he commanded.
Not someone who needed telling twice, Puck pulled out until only his head remained inside Kurt, then slammed back with a grunt. He repeated the motion until they were both panting and Kurt began to shake, gasping and moaning incoherently as Puck pounded into him. The noises that Kurt was making, combined with his writhing and backwards thrusts almost sent Puck over the edge. He dropped one hand onto the bed, supporting his weight as he lent over Kurt, his chest rubbing against his warm back with every thrust.
Feeling his own orgasm approaching quickly, Puck trailed his fingers over Kurt’s hip, reaching for him. As soon as his hand connected with Kurt’s dick, his thumb brushing across the tip, Kurt let out a loud wail and immediately came.
Holding him up by his hips, Puck thrust a few times, whimpering at how tightly Kurt clamped down on him then came with a growl.
“Huh” Kurt murmured, once Puck had pulled out of him and gotten rid of the condom. “So that’s what that feels like.”
“Any good?”
Kurt rolled onto his side then rested his head on Puck’s chest, trailing a hand up and down his side “Better.”
Puck didn’t attempt to hide the smile that threatened to break his face.
“Don’t look so smug” Kurt admonished, slapping his arm.
Puck grinned “I totally rocked your world. Admit it.”
He rolled his eyes “I will if you admit that I rocked yours.”
“Mmm well you are good at everything so being good in bed was kind of a given.”
“I’m not good at golf” Kurt replied, attempting to hide his blush.
“I dunno, if golf and shot put ever combine you’d be a sure thing at the Olympics.”
Kurt giggled and tightened his arm around Puck, pressing a kiss against his jaw “You’re crazy.”
“Just saying.”
They lay wrapped around each other, Puck’s hand drifting up to stroke Kurt’s hair as he listened to his deepening breathing and occasional murmurs. A crashing noise followed by the sound of a door opening then slamming shut broke the silence of the house a few minute later.
“Everyone wake up!” Finn’s voice called excitedly from the other side of the door. “It’s snowing!”
Puck propped his head up with his left hand and looked down “Do you have any interest in snow?”
“None at all” Kurt replied, pulling him down for a kiss.
“Merry Christmas Boss” Puck whispered against his lips.
Rating: NC-17
Pairing(s): Puck/Kurt
Genre: Romance/Humour/Angst
Warning: Please note rating change!
Word Count: 4254
Disclaimer: Glee is not mine.
A/N: This is a missing scene from The Boyfriend, set at the very end of chapter twelve.
Summary: Puck has been working his butt off for the last three years as a PA so when his totally ungrateful boss, Kurt Hummel, offers him his dream on a silver platter he should be happy right? The catch - he has to pretend to be Kurt's boyfriend.
“Come here and kiss me properly.”
Puck grinned “Yes boss.”
Puck reached out, cupping Kurt’s jaw and pulled him close, crashing their lips together. Stumbling backwards as Kurt flung his arms around his neck, Puck gripped his back, holding him tightly against his body as Kurt kissed him back enthusiastically. Without breaking the kiss Kurt’s hands slid down his chest and gripped at his jacket, pulling him closer before deftly undoing the buttons and slipping inside. One hand trailed up Puck’s chest, settling over his nipple ring while the other travelled up his back, leaving a trail of tingles in its wake. Threading his fingers into Kurt’s thick hair, Puck smiled against his lips and let his other hand drop down to his ass.
Kurt’s tongue had just slipped into his mouth when someone cleared their throat behind them.
“Okay, Okay. That’s enough of that” Burt grumbled.
Releasing Kurt, he grabbed his bag with one hand and Kurt’s soft hand with the other then followed Burt into the living room. Dropping his bag by the door, he gave everyone in the room a nod and a grin as they all turned their heads simultaneously.
“Puck? What are you doing here?” Finn asked.
Carole smiled at him from the couch “Noah dear, how have you been?”
“Why is no one surprised to see him?” Finn asked, glancing around at everyone. “Not that I’m not happy to see you dude. I am really!” he added quickly.
Puck took the glass of eggnog that Burt handed him and moved closer to the fire, his hand still entwined with Kurt’s.
“I’m dating your brother.”
Finn scratched his cheek “I thought it was a lie?”
“It was.”
“Is it me or is this whole thing confusing?”
“Just you” Kurt replied sweetly.
“You sure you know what you’re doing, getting involved with this one?” Finn asked.
Puck grinned “Better than anyone. I think I can handle it.”
Finn shrugged “Better you than me.”
Shooting his brother a glare, Kurt picked up a gift and handed it to Rachel “You should open this one.”
At Puck’s no doubt confused expression, Carole explained “We usually open one gift each on Christmas Eve. Why don’t you come sit down? You must be tired.”
After the adrenaline rush and nervous anticipation he had experienced over the last few hours, absolutely exhausted didn’t begin to describe what he was feeling but he just smiled and dropped onto the couch next to Finn, pulling Kurt down next to him.
Rachel carefully opened the gift from Kurt and let out a loud screech as she held up the purple scarf with reindeer all over it. She waved it in front of Finn’s face then threw herself into Kurt’s arms.
“Do you think she likes it?” Finn grinned, nudging Puck’s side.
Everyone took their turn to choose or be offered a gift until it came to Kurt who, finally letting go of Puck’s hand, wandered over the tree to hmm and haa over which one to open.
Puck cleared his throat “I have something for you, if you want?”
Kurt spun around, eyes wide “You bought me a present?”
“Yeah, I mean it’s only small and crappy so you might want to pick something else.” Puck shrugged, nodding to the impressive pile of presents surrounding the tree.
“No” Kurt said firmly. “I want yours.”
Digging through his bag, Puck’s hand closed around the paper bag that he had been carrying around with him for weeks.
“It’s not wrapped or anything.”
“I don’t mind” Kurt replied, holding out his hands.
Puck let out a soft laugh as Kurt scrunched his eyes closed and waited, arms outstretched.
Tipping the bag upside down, he let the keychain drop into Kurt’s hands and murmured “Open your eyes.”
Kurt eyes went wide as he stared silently at the little Optimus Prime balanced on his palm.
“I saw it a few weeks back and thought of you.”
Kurt looked up and blinked a few times “It’s wonderful.”
The next thing he knew, Puck had an armful of Kurt and he took a quick step backwards as he tried to keep them both upright. Just as suddenly Kurt jumped out of his arms and turned, holding the transformer up for his family to see.
“I want one of those!” Finn exclaimed, making a grab for it only to face planted onto the couch as Kurt clutched the keychain to his chest and turned his shoulder.
“Mine!”
Kurt sat down and began to transform the toy from giant robot to truck and back again with Finn watching jealously over his shoulder. Dropping down next to him, Puck wrapped an arm around him and grinned as he let out a happy squeal.
Burt cleared his throat “Christmas tomorrow.” He glanced awkwardly towards Puck and Kurt then pointedly avoided looking at them. “Best call it a night I think.”
Puck glanced nervously at Kurt out of the corner of his eye then watched Burt and Carole leave the room.
“Dibs on the bathroom!” Finn yelled, hurrying after them.
Rachel set her mug down on the coffee table and leant down, kissing them both on the cheek. “I’m so glad you boys finally came to your senses. Goodnight.”
They both watched as she slipped out of the room then sat in silence for a few minutes. Puck bit the inside of his mouth, trying to think of a time when he had felt more awkward only to give up. Kurt clearly felt the same, he opened and closed his mouth a few times while a blush filled his cheeks with colour.
“I guess I didn’t think this bit through. I can sleep on the couch” Puck said, nodding at the cushions.
“Don’t be silly” Kurt replied quickly.
“I don’t want you to be uncomfortable or think that I expect something straight away.”
“What if I do?” he asked in a small voice.
Puck’s head shot up “Huh?”
Tentatively, Kurt leant forward and kissed him “Come to bed Noah.”
They walked up the stairs hand in hand, pausing just inside the bedroom to stare at each other for a second before Puck closed the door behind him and pulled Kurt into his arms. Languidly exploring his mouth, Puck walked Kurt backwards until the back of his legs hit the bed and they toppled onto it. Giggling as they bounced, Kurt made a noise halfway between excitement and the inability to breath so Puck lifted himself up onto his elbows, leaning back to press his teeth against Kurt’s neck. If his gasp was anything to go by, the move was well received so Puck repeated the action this time sucking gently. Growling as Kurt thrust his hips up against him and tilted his jaw for easier access, Puck sucked harder and mirrored his hip movements.
As he grinded against Kurt, searching for more friction, a sudden and unwelcome thought came to him, making him pull back.
“Wait” he gasped. “I don’t have anything.”
Shit
“It’s okay I do” Kurt replied, looking dazed. “I um have lube and there are condoms in the medicine cabinet in the main bathroom.”
Puck grinned as Kurt’s cheeks flushed and dropped a kiss on his forehead.
Hurrying towards the bathroom, Puck swung the door open without knocking and nodded at Finn on his way to the medicine cabinet. Finn gaped at him, toothbrush hanging out of his mouth and his hands groped at the towel around his waist.
“I was just about to get naked” he said, waving one hand towards the shower.
Puck shrugged “Doesn’t bother me dude.”
“What are you doing?” Finn asked, peering over his shoulder, getting a good view of Puck grabbing a handful of condoms from the box. “Oh god, I did not need to know that. He’s my brother man! You know what, I didn’t. I brushed my teeth and then no one came in and nothing happened.”
He began to hum an indecipherable tune around his toothbrush and pointedly ignored Puck.
Smirking, Puck patted Finn on his bare shoulder as he passed “Whatever gets you through the night dude.”
Closing the bathroom door behind him he quickly made his way into Kurt’s room, dropping the condoms on the nearest bedside table.
“Do you think you have enough” Kurt drawled, staring at the pile of condoms.
“Maybe” Puck murmured, planting a knee on the mattress beside him, climbing over Kurt until he was stretched out on top of him again.
Slowly trailing his hand down Kurt’s chest, Puck ran a finger along the slither of exposed skin just above his belt then cupped him gently. Kurt’s moan was swallowed by Puck’s mouth as he thrust up into his hand.
After a minute or two of heavy breathing and increasingly frantic kissing, Puck reached for Kurt’s belt. Kurt lifted his hips, allowing him to pull the belt free but froze as Puck’s fingers grasped his zip.
Kurt dipped his head, shivering as Puck’s hand slipped in between his jeans and underwear.
“Will it hurt?” he whispered into Puck’s neck, reminding him that Kurt hadn’t done this before. The thought of being Kurt’s first made his chest ache.
“A little.” Puck replied. “Do you want to do me first?”
Face still buried in Puck’s neck, he paused for a second then nodded slightly frantically “Is that okay?”
Puck tilted his chin up and kissed him tenderly “It’s perfect.”
They lay kissing for a few more minutes then Puck pulled away and tugged at his sweater. Kurt sat up and allowed him to remove it and the t-shirt underneath in one motion then slipped his hands under Puck’s shirt, inching it up slowly until Puck impatiently pulled it over his head.
Kurt’s tongue darted out as his eyes devoured Puck’s bare chest, making a noise close to a purr as he ran a hand over his biceps and broad shoulders.
“You approve?” Puck asked.
Kurt looked up at him with darkening eyes “I do indeed.”
Grinning, Puck leant down and stole a quick kiss before he rolled off Kurt and reached for his own belt. Yanking his jeans down, he kicked them over his ankles and pushed them off the end of the bed.
Puck rolled back onto his side and cupped Kurt’s jaw bringing their lips together again. When Kurt didn’t respond as enthusiastically as before, Puck pulled back to ask if he wanted to stop despite the fact it might kill him. The words never reached his mouth, the look of want on Kurt’s face said it all. Reaching out Puck yanked at the denim covering Kurt’s hips until he got the hint and wriggled out of his jeans.
Sitting primly on the edge of the bed, Kurt giggled nervously “We’re both wearing our socks.”
Puck looked down “So we are.”
He quickly removed his socks then reached for Kurt who kicked wildly, gasping for breath as Puck’s fingers ghosted against the bottom of his foot. Pulling off his own socks, Kurt crawled back onto the bed, half on top of Puck and pinned his hands by his head, leaning down for a kiss.
Gasping as Kurt’s fingers dipped into his boxer briefs, Puck thrust up against his hand in time with the thrusting of his tongue. Running his hand down Kurt’s back, Puck stopped at his ass and squeezed gently. Kurt pulled back and looked down at him then nodded slightly, shuddering as Puck slowly inched his underwear down until he was completely bare.
“You’re overdressed” Kurt murmured, pulling Puck’s underwear over his erection and down his thighs.
Leaning back, he let his eyes wander over Kurt’s naked body, his gaze trailing intimately over every inch of him.
“You’re beautiful.”
Kurt’s eyes flickered shyly over his body, finally resting on his dick “You’re not so bad yourself.”
One or both of them let out a low moan as Kurt moved over Puck, skin touching skin for the first time. He pivoted his hips, rocking against Puck who writhed against the bed, his breath hitching as lips touched his neck.
“L-lube?” he gasped.
Hot breath huffed against his neck then was gone as Kurt leant over to the right, opening a drawer before he dropped a small bottle on the bed.
Kurt lay back down next to him and gently pressed their lips together, shuddering as Puck took him in his hand. Puck pumped his hand up and down, twisting occasionally until Kurt was panting and tightly gripping his shoulders. Grinning at Kurt’s put out noise as he let go, Puck sat up and yanked their underwear down the rest of their legs, throwing the fabric on the floor.
Glancing over his shoulder, Puck grabbed the lube and pressed it into his hand. Kurt looked nervously at the bottle then flicked the cap and carefully slicked up his fingers. He wrapped his arms around Puck as they began to kiss again then ran his hand down Puck’s back until he finally trailed his fingertips over Puck’s ass.
Puck groaned, nodding against Kurt’s lips as a slippery finger traced him then tentatively dipped inside. The finger entered him cautiously a few more times, growing more confident as he relaxed around it.
“Another” Puck moaned after a minute or two.
At his encouragement Kurt nodded, carefully adding a second finger to the first and pressed a kiss against Puck’s jaw. Puck hissed as Kurt’s fingers grazed his prostate then whimpered as those fingers suddenly disappeared.
“I’m sorry!” Kurt exclaimed. “Is it my nails? They’re too long right? I can...”
“No they’re fine, better than fine. Your fingers are amazing or they would be if they were still inside me.”
“Oh” Kurt whispered. “Oh” he repeated, a smirk slowly spread across his lips.
His fingers slipped back inside, reaching for the same spot again and again until Puck was rocking against him, gasping and moaning.
“Stop, stop” he pleaded, grabbing Kurt’s wrist and holding him still. “Unless you want it to be over before it starts.”
Kurt giggled and slipped his fingers out of Puck before he leant down and pressed a soft kiss against parted lips.
“I want you inside me now.”
“Mmmmmm okay” Kurt said breathily, reaching over Puck. When he rolled back he was holding a condom and looking nervous again.
“Here, let me.” Puck took the condom and unwrapped it, taking his time to roll it down Kurt’s length.
Puck flipped onto his back then pulled Kurt down on top of him, smirking as Kurt let out a squeak as he collapsed. They both groaned as Kurt rocked against him, positioning himself neatly between Puck’s legs which he bent, draping his calves over surprisingly broad shoulders.
“Ready?”
“Oh hell yeah” Puck replied, crashing their lips together as Kurt began to slowly slide inside.
Ignoring the slight burning sensation, Puck sighed as Kurt filled him. It was a sensation he hadn’t felt in a long time and damn he had missed it. This time felt different though, there was a pressure and warmth in his chest that had never been there before, one that had everything to do with it being Kurt inside him.
“I love you” he blurted.
Kurt’s eyes met his “I love you.”
Puck smiled, he could get used to hearing that.
Kurt, almost totally buried within him, slipped in a tiny bit more then gave one final thrust and paused, his balls flush against Puck’s ass. Moaning at the sudden contact, Puck ran his hand over Kurt’s ass and dug his fingers in, thrusting his hips up slightly as he tried to pull Kurt deeper. Kurt shuddered as he pulled halfway out, his breath hitching as he slowly pushed back in.
Grabbing Kurt’s neck, Puck pulled him down for a kiss that quickly turned frantic and sloppy. Kurt’s tongue entered his mouth, mirroring the thrusts of his hips which increased in speed.
Hands still cupped around Kurt’s ass, Puck let one finger trail down between the cheeks pausing to slowly trace his puckered skin. Kurt grunted low in his throat and jerked against him before slamming forward. Panting, Puck threw his hips up in response then groped across the bed, grabbing the bottle of lube on his third attempt. Using one hand to open the bottle turned out to be more difficult than he would have thought but eventually he emptied some of its contents onto his hand and probably a lot more onto the bed.
Returning his hand to Kurt’s ass, Puck ran his finger over Kurt again this time entering him slowly. At that angle he could barely get more than his fingertip inside but given Kurt’s loud moan, apparently that was enough. As Kurt’s mouth fell open, Puck filled it thrusting his tongue in time with his finger as Kurt fucked him.
Kurt let out a noise halfway between a grunt and a broken cry as he bottomed out and Puck’s finger slipped deeper. Holding himself still, Kurt took a deep intake of breath then opened his eyes, locking gaze with Puck as he began to move again.
As Kurt’s movements and breathing became more and more erratic, Puck murmured “touch me.”
Kurt’s hand closing around him, making Puck’s hips buck widely, his finger slipping out of Kurt as he felt himself all too quickly reaching the point of no return. He rocked between Kurt’s dick and hand a few more times then emptied himself onto their stomachs and Kurt’s hand. Kurt groaned loudly as Puck’s muscles clamped around him and with one last hard thrust he came.
“That was...” Kurt gasped for air, resting his forehead against Puck’s shoulder.
“Yeah” Puck agreed. “You sure you’ve never done that before coz you’re unbelievable?”
Kurt snorted then slipped out of him and rolled over onto his back, removed the condom then dropped it onto the top of the bedside table nearest to him.
Puck wrapped an arm around Kurt as he lay back down and snuggled into his side, a finger lazily trailing Pucks jaw.
“Good first time?”
“The best” Kurt sighed happily. “Are you okay? I didn’t hurt you did I?
Puck kissed the corner of his mouth “It was amazing, you are amazing.”
Kurt smiled, clearly struggling to keep his eyes open and rubbed his cheek against Puck’s chest. Threading his fingers through soft hair, Puck listened as Kurt’s breathing slowed and closed his own eyes.
Eyes fluttering open sometime around dawn, Puck looked down at the unruly hair that was attached to the person kissing his way down Puck’s chest.
“Morning.”
Kurt’s eyes flicked up to meet his gaze “Good Morning Noah.”
Continuing his trail of kisses, Kurt took hold of his dick, swirling the flat of his tongue around the rim of the head, dipping the tip into the slit then flattened it against the underside to take Puck deep in his mouth.
The part of Puck’s brain still capable of thought, albeit a small part, wondered where Kurt had learnt how to do whatever he was doing but the sane part didn’t ask.
Kurt let go of him with a smack of the lips “Good?”
Puck reached for Kurt’s hips then flipped him over,
“What do you think?” he asked, licking a stripe up Kurt’s dick. He moaned and thrust up until Puck had half of him in his mouth.
“I want you” Kurt moaned repeatedly. He locked gaze with Puck “I want to feel what you felt.”
Nodding Puck grabbed a condom and slipped it on then coated himself and his fingers in lube before he wrapped his lips around Kurt's dick again. Kurt wriggled as Puck ran a finger over him then gasped as its tip dipped in then pulled back and circled before slowly pressing inside. Puck took his time slowly opening Kurt up, responding to his gasps and moans until Kurt was thrusting between his finger and mouth.
Puck pulled back, his finger buried inside Kurt “Ready for another?”
He gasped and nodded “Please.”
Pressing a second finger against his entrance, Puck gave his dick one last lick then kissed his way up Kurt’s chest until he reached his mouth. Thrusting his tongue into Kurt’s willing mouth, he paused as his fingers met resistance then slipped forward a tiny bit as Kurt relaxed beneath him. Slowly moving his fingers, Puck nibbled as Kurt’s lips then down his jaw, finally stopping at his neck. Scrapping his teeth against warm skin, he gently bit down and sucked then pulled back, swiping his tongue over the mark.
Twisting his wrist, he knew he had found the right spot when Kurt’s nails dug into his back and he let out a needy whine. Kurt began to whimper and mumble as Puck repeatedly pressed against the same spot.
“I... I .. want..”
“What do you want baby?”
“You.”
Shuddering at the desperate need in Kurt’s voice, Puck quickly sat up “You’ll probably be more comfortable on your stomach.”
“Okay” Kurt whispered, suddenly sounding nervous.
“Don’t worry I’ve got you” Puck said, holding eye contact. “We can stop at any time.”
Kurt nodded and rolled onto his stomach then pulled himself up onto his hands and knees. Puck settled behind him then ran his hand up and down Kurt’s back before he began to gently kiss his way up Kurt’s spine. Reaching around Kurt, Puck took him in his hand loosely and began to stroke. Kurt moaned and thrust into his hand then pushed back, rubbing his ass against Puck’s erection. Puck positioned himself against Kurt then moved both his hands to Kurt’s hips and began to slowly rock into him.
As Kurt’s legs began to tremble Puck started to worry that doing Kurt from behind might not have been the best idea.
“O-Okay?” Puck gasped.
“Don’t you dare stop” Kurt ground out.
Puck nodded and slowly thrust forward, pressing his forehead against Kurt’s shoulder as his balls met ass. Kurt turned his head and Puck, taking the hint, leant over kissing him feverously while simultaneously using all of his self control not to pound into Kurt hard and fast.
Slowly pulling out, Puck inched back inside even slower, biting his lip to stop himself from screaming out as he sunk into the unbelievably tight heat. There was part of him that relished the fact that he was where no man had been before but it was almost completely overwhelmed by the intense feelings that had more to do with his heart than his dick.
Puck ran his hand soothingly up Kurt’s back as he began to thrust slightly quicker.
Kurt flung his head back “Ohh God!”
If Kurt’s family didn’t realised that they were having sex before, they did now.
“I want to see you face” Puck groaned.
“If you stop what you’re doing, I’ll kill you” Kurt gasped.
He grinned at Kurt’s tone and ignored the slight disappointment. Next time he would do Kurt face to face. Next time. Puck liked the sound of that.
“Harder” he commanded.
Not someone who needed telling twice, Puck pulled out until only his head remained inside Kurt, then slammed back with a grunt. He repeated the motion until they were both panting and Kurt began to shake, gasping and moaning incoherently as Puck pounded into him. The noises that Kurt was making, combined with his writhing and backwards thrusts almost sent Puck over the edge. He dropped one hand onto the bed, supporting his weight as he lent over Kurt, his chest rubbing against his warm back with every thrust.
Feeling his own orgasm approaching quickly, Puck trailed his fingers over Kurt’s hip, reaching for him. As soon as his hand connected with Kurt’s dick, his thumb brushing across the tip, Kurt let out a loud wail and immediately came.
Holding him up by his hips, Puck thrust a few times, whimpering at how tightly Kurt clamped down on him then came with a growl.
“Huh” Kurt murmured, once Puck had pulled out of him and gotten rid of the condom. “So that’s what that feels like.”
“Any good?”
Kurt rolled onto his side then rested his head on Puck’s chest, trailing a hand up and down his side “Better.”
Puck didn’t attempt to hide the smile that threatened to break his face.
“Don’t look so smug” Kurt admonished, slapping his arm.
Puck grinned “I totally rocked your world. Admit it.”
He rolled his eyes “I will if you admit that I rocked yours.”
“Mmm well you are good at everything so being good in bed was kind of a given.”
“I’m not good at golf” Kurt replied, attempting to hide his blush.
“I dunno, if golf and shot put ever combine you’d be a sure thing at the Olympics.”
Kurt giggled and tightened his arm around Puck, pressing a kiss against his jaw “You’re crazy.”
“Just saying.”
They lay wrapped around each other, Puck’s hand drifting up to stroke Kurt’s hair as he listened to his deepening breathing and occasional murmurs. A crashing noise followed by the sound of a door opening then slamming shut broke the silence of the house a few minute later.
“Everyone wake up!” Finn’s voice called excitedly from the other side of the door. “It’s snowing!”
Puck propped his head up with his left hand and looked down “Do you have any interest in snow?”
“None at all” Kurt replied, pulling him down for a kiss.
“Merry Christmas Boss” Puck whispered against his lips.