Love In Orange Dayglo (Part 4 of ?)
Title: Love In Orange Dayglo (Part 4 of ?)
Author: emo_chick_87
Pairing,Character(s): Puck/Kurt
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 2944
Spoilers: Season 1
Genre: Angst/Fluff/Smut/AU
Warnings: dub-con and non-con are the major ones and I'll post more as I finish each chapter. Puck/Kurt sexytimes.
Disclaimer: I don't own Glee.
Summary: Kurt Hummel gets six months in Lima Minimum Security Prison. Puck is his cellmate.
AN: This is a fill for the glee_kink_meme, here for one Miss twisted_ingenue Kink, like whoa. I do want to let people know that none of the non-con will happen between Puck and Kurt. Also Kurt will NEVER be anally raped. I just couldn't do it. Please let me know what you think because I left my comfort zone about eighty miles back.
When Puck woke for the second time that morning, he felt the soft caress of Kurt's eyes on him. His cheeks burned softly as he opened his eyes to look at Kurt. The glow of the morning clung to Kurt's features and Puck watched as his gaze fluttered over Puck's body. He wasn't used to someone looking at him like he might deserve that kind of warm attention. Kurt hadn't noticed he was awake so when their eyes met he started slightly before exhaling softly.
“You're awake.”
Puck turned to face Kurt and was struck by the delicate curve of Kurt's side. The deep dip accented by sharp hipbones made Puck's mouth water and his throat tighten with an unfamiliar feeling. As Puck starred, he watched Kurt's slender fingers hover over his collarbone.
“You can touch me, if you want. You don't have to ask permission.” Puck kept his voice low so he didn't let anger slip into his whisper. The fact that Kurt was still wary of him pissed him off. Kurt's fingers hovered him for a second longer before the he closed his eyes as if to brace himself. When pale fingertips grazed Puck's warm skin, Kurt gasped. The featherlight touches ignited Puck's blood. Kurt blinked his eyes slowly. He looked at Puck chest in awe before his eyes flicked to Puck's bottom lip then up to his heated stare.
“I'm still on your skin.” The shattered wonder in Kurt's voice made Puck's heart clench. “You didn't wash me off.”
Puck's brow wrinkled in confusion before he raised his hand to curl around Kurt's fingers. He pressed Kurt's hand tighter to him. Kurt's fingertips curled lightly around his collarbone and the edge of his palm rested just where Puck's heart was threatening to beat out of his chest. Kurt's gaze dropped to their joined fingers.
“I talked to Finn yesterday. He said this isn't normal. That it's different this time..... Can you... can you maybe tell me why?” Kurt's anxiety pinched his vocal cords and the pitch was something Puck hoped he'd never have to hear again. So nervous. So scared. So ready to be rejected.
“Listen, man. Shit is different. I've been here almost a year and I've never claimed anyone. Sure, I help the guys look after their boys sometimes. Make sure no one like Jasper can get to them and they've offered me some alone time with their boys after but I just couldn't. That not who I am. But when you first got here I told the guys you were mine. They owe me a few things so I worked out a deal that might make sure we both get out of here without too many scars.” His hand left Kurt's as he reached forward to brush the bruises that dotted Kurt's jaw.
“Puck, I still don't get it. Why this? Why me?”
“I dunno. I saw you and you just felt like mine, you know?”
“Yeah. I think I do.”
“So last night?”
“Yeah, that was the first time I've fooled around with someone in here.”
“Oh.” Kurt's quiet whisper made Puck slam his eyes shut.
The way Kurt seemed to think this was a lie made Puck tear up. He knew that Kurt shouldn't see his anger so he kept his eyes closed until he felt the softest brush of lips against his collarbone. Warm air hit his skin and he shuddered as Kurt's tongue played against his skin for the first time. Kurt's kisses followed the thin line of dried come down the wide expanse of his chest. His shy tongue taking small licks every few inches. Puck looked down to see the top of Kurt's dark head and groaned as Kurt didn't back up far enough when he was pulling back from a kiss. Kurt's top lip skidded across the soft skin by Puck's belly button and the soft shock of his bottom teeth along the thin line of hair on his belly made him thrust up suddenly. His erection pressed firmly against the middle of Kurt's chest and Puck felt his heated gasp against his skin.
Kurt lifted himself to sit on his ankles and stared openly at the thick tent in Puck's pants. His cheeks flushed and his chest rose in rapid exhalations. He reached a shy hand toward Puck's hard cock. Puck felt his dick twitch in anticipation but Kurt's fingers stopped just short of touching him. Kurt's pulled his bottom lip between his teeth and just stared for a moment. His eyes shining with something Puck couldn't quite place.
“I did that?” Kurt's heated whisper made Puck's cock jump again.
“Yeah, babe. You did that.” Puck's gruff reply seemed to give Kurt confidence.
Kurt's fingers pressed lightly against the thin fabric. His soft touch became more insistent as a small wet patch of precum soaked through and ran across his fingers. The tips of his fingers had the faintest trace of Puck on them and Kurt couldn't help himself. He brought his fingers to his lips and ran them lightly against his bottom lip before his tongue shot out to catch the taste that lingered there.
Puck groaned as he watched Kurt taste him and his body screamed to act. To make Kurt do something. Anything that would make the thick rush of pleasure shoot through his veins again. The faint trace of the feeling from the night before providing little comfort in that moment. But then the light caught the bruises and Puck knew this wasn't really about him. Right now he had to lay back and let Kurt explore him in any way he wanted to.
Kurt's hand went back to rub him through his thin cotton pants. His hand becoming less shy with every movement. Even more precum seeped through the fabric until Kurt's fingertips glistened lightly. Kurt's fingers were shy as the rested along Puck's waistband and he took a deep breath as he pulled Puck's pants down to rest against the middle of his thighs. Kurt watched in awe as Puck's cock bounced and twitched in the cool air. As Puck felt the touch of Kurt's hand wrapping around him bare for the first time, he had to throw his bicep over his mouth to keep from screaming.
Kurt's stokes were firm and Puck curled his toes to keep from coming. He felt Kurt's soft lips pressing kisses along his pelvis and started slightly as his length was enveloped in wet heat. The small thrust surprised Kurt and Puck raised up on his elbows to apologize but the words caught in his throat when he saw it. Saw what Kurt was doing.
One of Kurt's hands was fanned out along Puck's hip bone. His blunt nails grazing the skin with every excited clench of his hand. Like he was trying to hold on to something he couldn't quite grasp. The other hand was hidden under his body but the slight movement of his elbow against the inside of Puck's calf made it pretty obvious what Kurt was doing. The thought that taking Puck like this got Kurt hot made Puck give another involuntary thrust. He saw as he went further into the tight suction of Kurt's mouth.
He expected Kurt to pull back in horror but a lust-dripped moan played against his skin as Kurt fought to take him even deeper. The sight almost forced his orgasm to the surface again and Puck threw his arm over his face again. His right hand was splayed against the thin cotton sheets, his fingers flexing like they knew they were supposed to be somewhere else. He ached to feel Kurt's hair running through his fingers but he knew he couldn't. Not yet.
Kurt's head bobbed softly and his tongue swirled lightly with every upstroke, his teeth grazing the underside of Puck's cock. Puck was so lost in pleasure that his didn't even notice the slight shift of Kurt's body until wet fingertips wrapped around his wrist. Kurt moved Puck's hand to the side of his head. Puck's clenched hand fanned out and instinctively buried into thick hair. He kept his touch light as sparks exploded behind his eyes. He pulled the skin of his bicep into his mouth and Kurt slid further down his cock with every move.
Everything felt like an eternity. The slow build of a fire that would burn them both to the ground. Each moment lost in a haze of lust and warmth. But soon everything became too much.
Puck seemed to feel it all in an instant. The rush of lust from seeing Kurt lick himself of Puck's skin. The awed beauty of Kurt not realizing how fucking sexy he is. The glazed look of Kurt tasting Puck's precum. The slow, slick side of the heat of Kurt's mouth. The shiver of Kurt's precum on the inside of his wrist as the cool air brushed along his hot skin. The brush of Kurt's soft hair along the curve of his fingers. The tight constriction of Kurt taking him as deep as he could and leaving Puck deep in his throat. All of a sudden it was all too much.
Puck's back arched violently and he couldn't even warn Kurt. He filled Kurt's mouth with four thick shots and collapsed boneless on the bed. He felt the way some on his come fell from Kurt's mouth and landed on his pelvis. Kurt's tongue laved at the fallen come as Puck deflated softly against his cheek.
Kurt placed a chaste kiss on Puck's hip bone as he pulled his pants back into place. He rose back up sit by Puck's side. Puck still had his arm thrown over his face and Kurt waited nervously to see if he had done it right.
Puck's arm slid over his forehead and went to rest above his head. He floated the post orgasmic haze until he heard Kurt's shocked gasp. He opened in eyes just as Kurt's fingers rested on his bottom lip. Kurt had tears in his eyes and Puck's heart constricted as fear flooded him. The anxious feeling that he had gotten it wrong filled him.
“Puck, what happened?” Kurt's shocked voice made Puck confused. “There's so much blood.”
Kurt pulled his fingers back and they were covered in dark blood. It wasn't until then that he noticed the sharp metallic taste that filled his mouth or the throbbing in his arm. He looked over and saw his own teeth marks in his bicep. The sight made his cock twitch and his other hand rose to sooth Kurt.
Kurt saw the angry red mark of Puck's arm and leaned down to press a kiss against the sensitive skin just below the bite. Puck leaned over the side of the bed and spit the blood onto the floor before pulling Kurt into a kiss.
Puck tasted himself in Kurt's mouth and he pulled Kurt to straddle him. Kurt's unspent cock pressing hard against his stomach. He pushed at Kurt shoulders until he was sitting straight up. His head brushing the top of the bunk.
Puck's hand pulled on the end of Kurt's shirt. “Off.”
Kurt fumbled as he pulled the white tee over his head. The static making his hair stand up. His chest heaved as he watched Puck look at him. Puck's hand trailed down his chest and wrapped around the elastic waistband of his pants. His fingers pulled and make the fabric snap against his skin. “Off.”
Kurt shifted to get up to take his pants off when Puck's hand stopped him. “I said off.” Kurt's eyebrows wrinkled in confusion as Puck pulled at his waistband until his pants rested along the bottom of his ass. Puck's hands kept going until Kurt was forced to press himself further against Puck's body as his legs tightened to kick off the pants. His cock pressed against the hard plank of Puck's stomach as he heard his pants and underwear hit the floor at the end of the bed.
Puck pulled himself up the bed to rest against the railing. He watched as Kurt's body flushed under the scrutiny. His hand tightened on Kurt's hips as he pulled him up to straddle his stomach. He tapped against Kurt's lips and they fell open. Puck watched as his fingers were pulled deep into Kurt's mouth. His fingers felt the teasing swirl that his cock had just felt and he felt himself harden. He pulled his wet fingers out of Kurt's mouth and slid them down his back to rest against the curve of his ass.
As his hand slipped lower he watched Kurt's face. Ready to stop at the first hint of trouble but Kurt's eyelashes fluttered closed. His fingers dance along Kurt's hole until he could feel Kurt's body open slightly to him. He pushed his index finger up to the knuckle and Kurt collapsed against his chest. He slid his finger deeper and Kurt convulsed.
Puck let his middle finger join his index finger and hissed at the tight grip that Kurt kept on him. Kurt pressed his forehead against Puck's collarbone and he could feel the excited nods that told him Kurt wanted more.
He let his other hand fall past Kurt's hips. He steeled himself as he slid the index and middle finger of this other hand along side the ones already inside him. Kurt's body clenched hand and he thrust roughly against Puck's stomach. Puck moved his fingers until they were as deep as they would go and he brushed something inside of Kurt. Kurt shot up and braced his hands on Puck's chest.
He looked down and growled. “More.”
Puck wasn't sure how much more he could give without fucking him. He was about to tell Kurt just that when Kurt reached under him to grab Puck's hard cock through his pants.
“Please?”
Puck's words were stolen so all he could do was nod. Kurt pulled Puck's dick out roughly and it slapped crudely against the cleft of Kurt's ass. Kurt's hand reached back to line Puck's cock up with his entrance when Puck stopped him.
“No. Not yet.”
Kurt's body clenched around his fingers and he knew that even with four fingers inside him, Kurt wasn't stretched enough to take him yet. His fingers started a teasing slide and brushed that spot inside of Kurt with every thrust. Kurt's body loosened slightly and Puck shivered. He pulled his hands apart and gasped as he felt Kurt's body give in to him. He wished he could see what he looked like right now. He imagined him being all pink and open and grasping. The palms of Puck's hands pressed firmly against Kurt's ass and each pull of his hands make Kurt shake a little bit more.
Puck sat up a little straighter and whispered into Kurt's ear. “Okay, whenever you're ready.”
Kurt fumbled as he reached behind him. His trembling hand wrapped around Puck's cock and pressed it against his opening. He locked eyes with Puck and nodded. Puck entered him with one powerful thrust and his back bowed into the pain. He'd never been as full. Puck stilled when he bottomed out as his pelvis rested against Kurt's. He felt the sharp bite of his own fingernails graze the sides of his cock.
Kurt's body stuttered as Puck pulled his fingers out of him and he clenched as was filled by only Puck's cock. Kurt's heat seared him and fought every impulse to thrust. Kurt's hands braced themselves on Puck's chest again and his right hand bounced lightly against Puck's heart.
Puck felt the moment Kurt truly gave himself over to him. He wrapped his hands into Kurt's sides and lifted him until he was almost fully unseated from Puck's cock before he plunged him down roughly. Puck took control of each thrust. Pushing and pulling at Kurt's body until they were both glistening with sweat. Kurt's cock was dripping onto Puck's stomach and he knew it was time.
One of his hands kept the punishing rhythm as his other hand went to grab a hand full of Kurt's hair. He thrust his head sharply to left and revealed the long pale column of Kurt's neck. His lips teased the soft skin as he gave Kurt a few more harsh thrusts. He paused, fully seated inside of Kurt. Kurt gasped and clenched wildly around him. Puck could hear the begging whispers against his ear.
He pulled out of Kurt completely and made him look him in the eyes.
“You are mine. You belong to me. You can touch whoever you want. Suck anyone else's cock. But you'll always me mine.” Puck brought his lips down roughly on Kurt's.
Kurt nodded frantically into Puck's kiss and arched as Puck repositioned himself to breech his entrance again. Puck's lips moved to Kurt's neck again.
He thrust up roughly as his hand brought Kurt's hips down to meet his. Kurt's cock was trapped between their bodies and Puck took a deep breath as he opened his mouth wider.
His blunt teeth were unrelenting on Kurt's neck and Kurt jerked in stuttered spasms as he exploded between their bodies. He clenched hard and Puck lost it. He came inside of Kurt and relished the way Kurt twitched in time with every spurt coating him inside.
When they fall asleep, Puck was still inside of Kurt.
They sleep through breakfast.
By lunch, everyone knows.
By dinner, someone tried to challenge Puck's claim.
**
Author: emo_chick_87
Pairing,Character(s): Puck/Kurt
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 2944
Spoilers: Season 1
Genre: Angst/Fluff/Smut/AU
Warnings: dub-con and non-con are the major ones and I'll post more as I finish each chapter. Puck/Kurt sexytimes.
Disclaimer: I don't own Glee.
Summary: Kurt Hummel gets six months in Lima Minimum Security Prison. Puck is his cellmate.
AN: This is a fill for the glee_kink_meme, here for one Miss twisted_ingenue Kink, like whoa. I do want to let people know that none of the non-con will happen between Puck and Kurt. Also Kurt will NEVER be anally raped. I just couldn't do it. Please let me know what you think because I left my comfort zone about eighty miles back.
When Puck woke for the second time that morning, he felt the soft caress of Kurt's eyes on him. His cheeks burned softly as he opened his eyes to look at Kurt. The glow of the morning clung to Kurt's features and Puck watched as his gaze fluttered over Puck's body. He wasn't used to someone looking at him like he might deserve that kind of warm attention. Kurt hadn't noticed he was awake so when their eyes met he started slightly before exhaling softly.
“You're awake.”
Puck turned to face Kurt and was struck by the delicate curve of Kurt's side. The deep dip accented by sharp hipbones made Puck's mouth water and his throat tighten with an unfamiliar feeling. As Puck starred, he watched Kurt's slender fingers hover over his collarbone.
“You can touch me, if you want. You don't have to ask permission.” Puck kept his voice low so he didn't let anger slip into his whisper. The fact that Kurt was still wary of him pissed him off. Kurt's fingers hovered him for a second longer before the he closed his eyes as if to brace himself. When pale fingertips grazed Puck's warm skin, Kurt gasped. The featherlight touches ignited Puck's blood. Kurt blinked his eyes slowly. He looked at Puck chest in awe before his eyes flicked to Puck's bottom lip then up to his heated stare.
“I'm still on your skin.” The shattered wonder in Kurt's voice made Puck's heart clench. “You didn't wash me off.”
Puck's brow wrinkled in confusion before he raised his hand to curl around Kurt's fingers. He pressed Kurt's hand tighter to him. Kurt's fingertips curled lightly around his collarbone and the edge of his palm rested just where Puck's heart was threatening to beat out of his chest. Kurt's gaze dropped to their joined fingers.
“I talked to Finn yesterday. He said this isn't normal. That it's different this time..... Can you... can you maybe tell me why?” Kurt's anxiety pinched his vocal cords and the pitch was something Puck hoped he'd never have to hear again. So nervous. So scared. So ready to be rejected.
“Listen, man. Shit is different. I've been here almost a year and I've never claimed anyone. Sure, I help the guys look after their boys sometimes. Make sure no one like Jasper can get to them and they've offered me some alone time with their boys after but I just couldn't. That not who I am. But when you first got here I told the guys you were mine. They owe me a few things so I worked out a deal that might make sure we both get out of here without too many scars.” His hand left Kurt's as he reached forward to brush the bruises that dotted Kurt's jaw.
“Puck, I still don't get it. Why this? Why me?”
“I dunno. I saw you and you just felt like mine, you know?”
“Yeah. I think I do.”
“So last night?”
“Yeah, that was the first time I've fooled around with someone in here.”
“Oh.” Kurt's quiet whisper made Puck slam his eyes shut.
The way Kurt seemed to think this was a lie made Puck tear up. He knew that Kurt shouldn't see his anger so he kept his eyes closed until he felt the softest brush of lips against his collarbone. Warm air hit his skin and he shuddered as Kurt's tongue played against his skin for the first time. Kurt's kisses followed the thin line of dried come down the wide expanse of his chest. His shy tongue taking small licks every few inches. Puck looked down to see the top of Kurt's dark head and groaned as Kurt didn't back up far enough when he was pulling back from a kiss. Kurt's top lip skidded across the soft skin by Puck's belly button and the soft shock of his bottom teeth along the thin line of hair on his belly made him thrust up suddenly. His erection pressed firmly against the middle of Kurt's chest and Puck felt his heated gasp against his skin.
Kurt lifted himself to sit on his ankles and stared openly at the thick tent in Puck's pants. His cheeks flushed and his chest rose in rapid exhalations. He reached a shy hand toward Puck's hard cock. Puck felt his dick twitch in anticipation but Kurt's fingers stopped just short of touching him. Kurt's pulled his bottom lip between his teeth and just stared for a moment. His eyes shining with something Puck couldn't quite place.
“I did that?” Kurt's heated whisper made Puck's cock jump again.
“Yeah, babe. You did that.” Puck's gruff reply seemed to give Kurt confidence.
Kurt's fingers pressed lightly against the thin fabric. His soft touch became more insistent as a small wet patch of precum soaked through and ran across his fingers. The tips of his fingers had the faintest trace of Puck on them and Kurt couldn't help himself. He brought his fingers to his lips and ran them lightly against his bottom lip before his tongue shot out to catch the taste that lingered there.
Puck groaned as he watched Kurt taste him and his body screamed to act. To make Kurt do something. Anything that would make the thick rush of pleasure shoot through his veins again. The faint trace of the feeling from the night before providing little comfort in that moment. But then the light caught the bruises and Puck knew this wasn't really about him. Right now he had to lay back and let Kurt explore him in any way he wanted to.
Kurt's hand went back to rub him through his thin cotton pants. His hand becoming less shy with every movement. Even more precum seeped through the fabric until Kurt's fingertips glistened lightly. Kurt's fingers were shy as the rested along Puck's waistband and he took a deep breath as he pulled Puck's pants down to rest against the middle of his thighs. Kurt watched in awe as Puck's cock bounced and twitched in the cool air. As Puck felt the touch of Kurt's hand wrapping around him bare for the first time, he had to throw his bicep over his mouth to keep from screaming.
Kurt's stokes were firm and Puck curled his toes to keep from coming. He felt Kurt's soft lips pressing kisses along his pelvis and started slightly as his length was enveloped in wet heat. The small thrust surprised Kurt and Puck raised up on his elbows to apologize but the words caught in his throat when he saw it. Saw what Kurt was doing.
One of Kurt's hands was fanned out along Puck's hip bone. His blunt nails grazing the skin with every excited clench of his hand. Like he was trying to hold on to something he couldn't quite grasp. The other hand was hidden under his body but the slight movement of his elbow against the inside of Puck's calf made it pretty obvious what Kurt was doing. The thought that taking Puck like this got Kurt hot made Puck give another involuntary thrust. He saw as he went further into the tight suction of Kurt's mouth.
He expected Kurt to pull back in horror but a lust-dripped moan played against his skin as Kurt fought to take him even deeper. The sight almost forced his orgasm to the surface again and Puck threw his arm over his face again. His right hand was splayed against the thin cotton sheets, his fingers flexing like they knew they were supposed to be somewhere else. He ached to feel Kurt's hair running through his fingers but he knew he couldn't. Not yet.
Kurt's head bobbed softly and his tongue swirled lightly with every upstroke, his teeth grazing the underside of Puck's cock. Puck was so lost in pleasure that his didn't even notice the slight shift of Kurt's body until wet fingertips wrapped around his wrist. Kurt moved Puck's hand to the side of his head. Puck's clenched hand fanned out and instinctively buried into thick hair. He kept his touch light as sparks exploded behind his eyes. He pulled the skin of his bicep into his mouth and Kurt slid further down his cock with every move.
Everything felt like an eternity. The slow build of a fire that would burn them both to the ground. Each moment lost in a haze of lust and warmth. But soon everything became too much.
Puck seemed to feel it all in an instant. The rush of lust from seeing Kurt lick himself of Puck's skin. The awed beauty of Kurt not realizing how fucking sexy he is. The glazed look of Kurt tasting Puck's precum. The slow, slick side of the heat of Kurt's mouth. The shiver of Kurt's precum on the inside of his wrist as the cool air brushed along his hot skin. The brush of Kurt's soft hair along the curve of his fingers. The tight constriction of Kurt taking him as deep as he could and leaving Puck deep in his throat. All of a sudden it was all too much.
Puck's back arched violently and he couldn't even warn Kurt. He filled Kurt's mouth with four thick shots and collapsed boneless on the bed. He felt the way some on his come fell from Kurt's mouth and landed on his pelvis. Kurt's tongue laved at the fallen come as Puck deflated softly against his cheek.
Kurt placed a chaste kiss on Puck's hip bone as he pulled his pants back into place. He rose back up sit by Puck's side. Puck still had his arm thrown over his face and Kurt waited nervously to see if he had done it right.
Puck's arm slid over his forehead and went to rest above his head. He floated the post orgasmic haze until he heard Kurt's shocked gasp. He opened in eyes just as Kurt's fingers rested on his bottom lip. Kurt had tears in his eyes and Puck's heart constricted as fear flooded him. The anxious feeling that he had gotten it wrong filled him.
“Puck, what happened?” Kurt's shocked voice made Puck confused. “There's so much blood.”
Kurt pulled his fingers back and they were covered in dark blood. It wasn't until then that he noticed the sharp metallic taste that filled his mouth or the throbbing in his arm. He looked over and saw his own teeth marks in his bicep. The sight made his cock twitch and his other hand rose to sooth Kurt.
Kurt saw the angry red mark of Puck's arm and leaned down to press a kiss against the sensitive skin just below the bite. Puck leaned over the side of the bed and spit the blood onto the floor before pulling Kurt into a kiss.
Puck tasted himself in Kurt's mouth and he pulled Kurt to straddle him. Kurt's unspent cock pressing hard against his stomach. He pushed at Kurt shoulders until he was sitting straight up. His head brushing the top of the bunk.
Puck's hand pulled on the end of Kurt's shirt. “Off.”
Kurt fumbled as he pulled the white tee over his head. The static making his hair stand up. His chest heaved as he watched Puck look at him. Puck's hand trailed down his chest and wrapped around the elastic waistband of his pants. His fingers pulled and make the fabric snap against his skin. “Off.”
Kurt shifted to get up to take his pants off when Puck's hand stopped him. “I said off.” Kurt's eyebrows wrinkled in confusion as Puck pulled at his waistband until his pants rested along the bottom of his ass. Puck's hands kept going until Kurt was forced to press himself further against Puck's body as his legs tightened to kick off the pants. His cock pressed against the hard plank of Puck's stomach as he heard his pants and underwear hit the floor at the end of the bed.
Puck pulled himself up the bed to rest against the railing. He watched as Kurt's body flushed under the scrutiny. His hand tightened on Kurt's hips as he pulled him up to straddle his stomach. He tapped against Kurt's lips and they fell open. Puck watched as his fingers were pulled deep into Kurt's mouth. His fingers felt the teasing swirl that his cock had just felt and he felt himself harden. He pulled his wet fingers out of Kurt's mouth and slid them down his back to rest against the curve of his ass.
As his hand slipped lower he watched Kurt's face. Ready to stop at the first hint of trouble but Kurt's eyelashes fluttered closed. His fingers dance along Kurt's hole until he could feel Kurt's body open slightly to him. He pushed his index finger up to the knuckle and Kurt collapsed against his chest. He slid his finger deeper and Kurt convulsed.
Puck let his middle finger join his index finger and hissed at the tight grip that Kurt kept on him. Kurt pressed his forehead against Puck's collarbone and he could feel the excited nods that told him Kurt wanted more.
He let his other hand fall past Kurt's hips. He steeled himself as he slid the index and middle finger of this other hand along side the ones already inside him. Kurt's body clenched hand and he thrust roughly against Puck's stomach. Puck moved his fingers until they were as deep as they would go and he brushed something inside of Kurt. Kurt shot up and braced his hands on Puck's chest.
He looked down and growled. “More.”
Puck wasn't sure how much more he could give without fucking him. He was about to tell Kurt just that when Kurt reached under him to grab Puck's hard cock through his pants.
“Please?”
Puck's words were stolen so all he could do was nod. Kurt pulled Puck's dick out roughly and it slapped crudely against the cleft of Kurt's ass. Kurt's hand reached back to line Puck's cock up with his entrance when Puck stopped him.
“No. Not yet.”
Kurt's body clenched around his fingers and he knew that even with four fingers inside him, Kurt wasn't stretched enough to take him yet. His fingers started a teasing slide and brushed that spot inside of Kurt with every thrust. Kurt's body loosened slightly and Puck shivered. He pulled his hands apart and gasped as he felt Kurt's body give in to him. He wished he could see what he looked like right now. He imagined him being all pink and open and grasping. The palms of Puck's hands pressed firmly against Kurt's ass and each pull of his hands make Kurt shake a little bit more.
Puck sat up a little straighter and whispered into Kurt's ear. “Okay, whenever you're ready.”
Kurt fumbled as he reached behind him. His trembling hand wrapped around Puck's cock and pressed it against his opening. He locked eyes with Puck and nodded. Puck entered him with one powerful thrust and his back bowed into the pain. He'd never been as full. Puck stilled when he bottomed out as his pelvis rested against Kurt's. He felt the sharp bite of his own fingernails graze the sides of his cock.
Kurt's body stuttered as Puck pulled his fingers out of him and he clenched as was filled by only Puck's cock. Kurt's heat seared him and fought every impulse to thrust. Kurt's hands braced themselves on Puck's chest again and his right hand bounced lightly against Puck's heart.
Puck felt the moment Kurt truly gave himself over to him. He wrapped his hands into Kurt's sides and lifted him until he was almost fully unseated from Puck's cock before he plunged him down roughly. Puck took control of each thrust. Pushing and pulling at Kurt's body until they were both glistening with sweat. Kurt's cock was dripping onto Puck's stomach and he knew it was time.
One of his hands kept the punishing rhythm as his other hand went to grab a hand full of Kurt's hair. He thrust his head sharply to left and revealed the long pale column of Kurt's neck. His lips teased the soft skin as he gave Kurt a few more harsh thrusts. He paused, fully seated inside of Kurt. Kurt gasped and clenched wildly around him. Puck could hear the begging whispers against his ear.
He pulled out of Kurt completely and made him look him in the eyes.
“You are mine. You belong to me. You can touch whoever you want. Suck anyone else's cock. But you'll always me mine.” Puck brought his lips down roughly on Kurt's.
Kurt nodded frantically into Puck's kiss and arched as Puck repositioned himself to breech his entrance again. Puck's lips moved to Kurt's neck again.
He thrust up roughly as his hand brought Kurt's hips down to meet his. Kurt's cock was trapped between their bodies and Puck took a deep breath as he opened his mouth wider.
His blunt teeth were unrelenting on Kurt's neck and Kurt jerked in stuttered spasms as he exploded between their bodies. He clenched hard and Puck lost it. He came inside of Kurt and relished the way Kurt twitched in time with every spurt coating him inside.
When they fall asleep, Puck was still inside of Kurt.
They sleep through breakfast.
By lunch, everyone knows.
By dinner, someone tried to challenge Puck's claim.
**