Harper waltzed into the communal kitchen hoping Sam would follow, pulling out a few miscellaneous supplies. Although the setting wasn’t ideal for baking, it was all the current living arrangements had to offer. Besides the slightly smaller than ideal floorplan, the space was fine for what Harper worked with regularly. Pulling out a cupcake pan, her eyes lit up when she spotted another ingredient on the counter. “I’ve got an even better idea.” Wearing her usual rosy grin, Harper sifted through a cupboard that was almost too tall for her, pulling out a recipie book. “We should make angel and devil cupcakes. We can decorate them with chocolate spider webs and creepy eyes and all this stuff,” the blonde grinned as she showed her admittedly overstocked supply of baking decorations. “The angel cupcakes can be the lemon coconut ones and I’ll make red velvet. They’re not that much different besides the taste ingredients so I’ll be able to show you the best way to make them while making the other half.” Realizing she was throwing a lot of information at the brunette, she turned around and took a breath. “You ready to make the most epic Halloween cupcakes ever?” ( @samathorn )
he couldn't answer why he was so suddenly drawn to the younger heroes that had popped up around the city -- perhaps cause they were easier prey, they were the mice in this big maze that he had a knack for capturing and torturing if needed. they didn't really put up the biggest of fights, and he liked that. so having received the information regarding someone he hadn't had the pleasure of running into for at least a few weeks, he jumped up at the first chance of a reunion, one that only he seemed quite fond of.
adjusting the mask across his face, golden eyes staring outward in an almost supernatural glow, salem was prepared to step into gotham city for a night of all round fun (or so he liked to call it.) he'd sat perched upon the outer rim of the roof of a tall building, legs dangling over the edge as hands curled against the cold cement between his knees. with his goggles pulled across his eyes, the thermal vision gave him a clear view of what was around him, where people were, and a hint toward what they were doing. he ignored the jaywalkers, simply glancing over them as he turned to peer upwards at the taller buildings. he was looking for one thing, and one thing only.
and at the glimpse of that very thing, the corners of his lips curled upwards to flash sharp teeth as he hummed out loud, "got you..." slipping from his position, landing quite neatly upon a balcony railing, he removed the whip from his left hip and swung downwards to land upon the wet alley way ground with the lightest of thumps. she was ahead, doing god knows what in the name of a dying justice, it only caused him to roll his eyes as he removed the goggles from his face, resting them atop of his head as he slunk forward, nimble fingers grasping the outer edge of her cape as he moved up behind her, "nice curtain, where'd you get it?" he tilted his head as he eyed her hoping he'd caught her by surprise, "the thrift shop?"
Who: Michael Perry, Jude Clarington, Tristan Smythe
When: Someday between March 15th and March 26th. (just to be really specific)
Where: In The Morning
What: Michael, Jude and Tristan team up for the challenge of the club.
At first it had been a little bit awkward, they trying to come up with dance moves without rehearsal, but for Michael it was what made everything more real, wilder. So that night, Michael and the other boys were more used to their dancing. So he waited for the two men so they could start their shift that night. Michael was excited, as he usually was when they danced, they already had gotten a lot of tips, men and women crazy for their dances. So Michael could hardly wait for their next dance.
WHAT: Rachel heads over to "abuse" Puck, but they talk about fantasies and relationships.
WHERE: Puck's room.
WHEN: Night of January 28th.
NOTES: Smut.
Puck smirked at his phone and placed it on his bedside table. Laying back on his bed, he began to toss a football over his head. Things with Rachel were going well and he could feel himself falling for the girl more and more with each passing day. She was currently on her way over and Puck couldn't be happier. Dropping the football onto the floor, he threw an arm over his eyes and relaxed into his bed as he waited for the brunette to show up.
Rachel hurried over to Puck's house, not entirely sure why she had been so excited about going over there when she had no plans in mind for him. Something about him kept drawing her in, though, and she figured that they could talk it out together and make up a good solution for her lack of planning. When she was let into his house, Rachel made her way into his room quietly, as usual, and kicked off her shoes. She tiptoed over to him and sat right beside him on his bed. "Hello, Noah," she said happily before leaning into him and kissing his lips.
Puck moved his arm when he heard Rachel's voice. Smiling against her lips, he happily returned her kiss. Puck rubbed her arm and pulled her closer to him. "Hey, you. About time you got here. I was about 2 minutes away from taking my pants off," he joked before kissing her once more. "How was your day?" Puck sat up slightly so that he was eye level with Rachel. He trailed his fingers over her arm as he waited for her response.
Rachel shrugged and smiled back at him. "It was okay. All I really did was make up some plans for Alpha Sigma stuff and watch Kitchen Nightmares. It's good background noise." She shivered at his touch and licked her lips. "And how was your day?" She asked, kissing him again. Pulling her coat and her hoodie off, Rachel scooted closer to him and pulled her feet up onto the bed to sit cross-legged.
Puck drew random shapes over her arm. "Did some reading for class. Well...I tried to do some reading but then ended up playing video games. Went through possible pledges with the rush committee. And now I'm here with you. So I'd say it's a pretty good day," he said with a smirk. Puck pushed her onto her back and crawled over her. "Today will get a lot better once I get you out of these clothes," he stated confidently.
Rachel looked up at him with one eyebrow quirked. "Oh, really? Who says I want you to get me out of my clothes? Maybe I'm comfortable," she teased. She ran her hands down his chest to his stomach and grinned. "But you're probably right. Getting naked with you just might make everything about today better. It usually does." Rachel shifted her legs to lay more comfortably on the bed, purposely brushing her body against his as she did so.
Puck smirked down at her and ran his finger over her lips. "We do look good naked," he joked. Puck settled down on top of her, making sure he was supporting most of his own weight with his elbows. Grinding his hips slowly in hers, he leaned in close to her ear. "I thought you were gonna abuse me, Rachel Berry," he whispered softly before tugging on her earlobe with his teeth.
Rachel shivered again, biting her lip before speaking. "I was considering it...but I don't really know what I'm doing," she admitted with a shrug. "I had very little time to do any research and I feel very under-prepared." Lifting her hips to meet his, Rachel turned her head to look him in the eye. "So...I would possibly be bad at it if I were to do it now."
Puck gripped her thigh tightly. Leaning forward, he kissed her deeply. Puck pulled away and looked at her with a small smile. "So just do what feels right to you. I won't judge you. Plus...instead of doing research, just learn on me," he said with a shrug. Nudging his nose against hers, he smirked. "Come on, Berry. Show me your wild side."
Rachel looked at him with wide eyes and nodded. "I...honestly don't even know where to start," she admitted with a frown. "I'm not a very worldly woman." Her body followed his as he moved away and she captured his lips in a firm kiss, her hands flitting nervously between his shoulders and his biceps. "Are you going to help me?" she asked when she finally pulled away, tugging at his shirt and then pulling it off over his head. Rachel tweaked his nipple ring absently and held his gaze.
Puck nodded and lifted his arms so she could remove his shirt easily. "Of course I'm going to help you. We can start slow. Talk through it." Puck ran his hand under her shirt and traced the outline of her hipbone. "What's one thing you've always wanted to do or try in bed?" Puck knew he was more experienced than Rachel and had no problem sharing whatever knowledge he had with the girl.
Rachel thought quietly, biting down hard on her bottom lip. "I...don't know? I want to try new positions, I guess? I mean, unless you're talking about fantasies? In which case I would have to ask you to come see me when I get Maria in West Side Story...but then you would have to come early so that we could dirty up that stage so that I have something to think of while I'm on stage." She rambled, feeling entirely unsexy. "I don't even know what people do. I tried using Google and my results were very limited."
Puck chuckled as he listened to her speak. "I meant anything and everything. Positions. Role playing. Dirtying up the stage. Anything," he said. Puck pulled her close and kissed her. "I will definitely go see you in West Side Story so you can check that off of your list. Do you have any positions in mind?" Grabbing the hem of her shirt, he began to pull it off of her.
Rachel helped him get her shirt off of her body and folded it when it was completely off. "Role playing? I could do role playing. That could be hot," she said slowly, thinking about a few scenarios before snapping back to reality. "Positions? Anything exciting, I guess. You know that cowgirl thing you always talk about? We could do that. We could definitely do that."
Puck smirked and looked over her shirtless body. Leaning down, he ran his lips over her body. "Reverse cowgirl? We could definitely do that. And your homework assignment is gonna be thinking up some role playing scenarios we can do." Puck aggressively pulled her on top of his and hungrily connected their lips. Puck quickly worked on unbuttoning her pants and getting them off of her body.
Rachel kissed him back firmly, only pulling away to ease her pants off of her legs and kick them onto the floor. Once her pants were off, she focused on getting Puck's off. Resuming their heated kiss, she worked at undoing his pants and pushing them off, overly eager to commence their exploration. She held her body just an inch away from his and let her lips wander down his jawline and neck so that she could bite at the skin there while her hands trailed down his body and to his hips.
Puck lifted his hips to help her out. He ran his hands over her body and undid her bra clasp. Pulling the fabric away from her body, he tossed it aside. Pausing, he took a second to appreciate the view before continuing to trail his fingers over her soft skin. Puck yanked at her panties as he let out a low groan. "Take off my boxers, babe," he let out as he reached into his bedside table for a condom.
Rachel lifted off of him and took off his boxers before dropping them beside her clothes on his bedroom floor. She squeezed his thigh and then pressed a kiss to his skin before circling his length with her hand and stroking him a few times experimentally. Letting her body hover over his again, Rachel kissed him a few times, letting her linger over his. She worked her way down his chest, scraping her teeth against his body and kissing each of his hipbones. After a quick kiss to his tip, she looked up at him and licked her lips nervously. "Okay," she said softly.
Puck leaned up on his elbows as he watched her work her way down his body. He groaned when he felt her lips on his dick. Nodding at the brunette, he ripped open the foil package and rolled the condom down his shaft. "Alright. The reverse cowgirl...just like you on top...but you won't be facing me." Gripping her hips, he turned her around. "You can hold onto my legs for support if you want. Or lean back...just go with what feels right." Puck lined her up before lowering her onto his dick, groaning as he raised his hips to meet hers.
Rachel let out a shaky breath as their hips connected and he was fully sheathed inside of her. She leaned forward a bit as he had mentioned, holding onto his legs to help support her position as she moved up and down, using her leg muscles to build up some momentum. Puck definitely knew what sex positions were the good ones to try. Feeling good, Rachel moaned quietly as she arched her back and let her head fall back slightly.
Puck ran his hands up her side. He cupped her breasts as he rocked into her. Puck groaned and stared up at Rachel, committing the image to his brain for later. Puck ran his finger down her arched back. Slapping her ass, he picked up the pace of his hips. "Fuck, babe...you feel amazing," he breathed out as he buried himself deeply in her.
Rachel gasped as he slapped her ass and filled her more deeply, leaning back and moving her hand to rest behind her. She rolled her hips as he moved his, their motions contrasting each other in an entirely complimentary way. Using the hand that was still in front of her body, Rachel lightly traced her finger over their union and touched his balls curiously, not quite sure of how he would feel about her actions.
Puck groaned and leaned his head back into the mattress as they continued to move together. He gripped her hips tightly as he felt her hand creep lower. "Grab my balls, babe..." he demanded between breaths. He ran his hand over her lower stomach before teasing her clit with his finger. He used his free hand to continue to guide her motions as he adjusted himself underneath her.
Rachel grabbed his balls, as he had requested, and smoothed her thumb over them. Tugging at him a bit when he teased her clit, she ground her hips down against his more firmly. She gyrated her body with his, making figure eights and seesawing motions when her leg muscles started to need a break.
Puck bit his lower lip when she changed up her motions. He rubbed circles over her clit as he felt himself reaching his end. Puck bucked his hips into hers and let out a low moan. "Rach...I'm close..." he mumbled as he hit her deep with his thrusts, giving it all he had left.
Rachel nodded and called out as his thrusts hit her more deeply. She lifted her body again, using the leg strength that she had remaining to match his rhythm and moved her body over his. When she felt her peak getting closer, Rachel leaned forward, gripping his legs tightly in her hands, and moved herself against him until she came, a loud version of his name escaping her lips.
Puck held onto her hips tightly has he toppled over the edge. "Fuck!" he yelled out as he finished. Once he was sure that Rachel was done, he dropped his hands from her side and collapsed back onto the bed. Puck ran his hands over his chest and smirked up at the brunette. "So...what did you think?" He waited for her to get off of him before moving to toss away the condom.
Rachel laid down on his bed and pulled the blanket over her body as she trembled. "Yes. I give that twenty gold stars. It is just...yes. I like it. We can do that again," she told him, tugging him toward her. "And I'm not tired. Just cold. Let me warm up and we can figure out something else to do," she offered with a smile.
Puck smirked at her approval. He scooted closer to her and wrapped himself around her body. "No worries. I like holding you," he said honestly as he buried his face in the crook of her neck. Puck placed kisses against her skin and sighed. "I really like you, Rachel Berry," he muttered softly as he rubbed her arms to warm her up.
Rachel smiled and kissed his temple. "I really like you too, Noah Puckerman. Especially when you're being adorable." Her fingers idly moved up and over his head and through his mohawk as he held her. "I know it's weird that I get cold. I always do after sex...if you haven't noticed," she said idly, not really intending on starting an in depth conversation.
Puck chuckled and kissed her face softly. "I think it's cute and it gives me an excuse to cuddle you...as if I need one," he joked. Pulling away, he studied her face for a moment. "Do you want me to get you a sweatshirt? I know you like borrowing mine," Puck offered with a small smile.
Rachel laughed. "You definitely don't need an excuse to cuddle me. I am yours to cuddle whenever you want." She nodded as he offered her a hoodie, sitting up slightly and resting her weight on her elbows. "I still haven't returned that Batman hoodie. It is probably my favorite thing to wear when I'm just lounging around the house."
Puck rolled out of bed and pulled on a pair of sweatpants. "As long as you're taking care of it then it's fine that you have it," Puck replied. He dug through his closet before finding his old high school football sweatshirt. Handing it to the brunette, he smiled. "In high school we'd give these sweatshirts to our girlfriends."
Rachel watched him and nodded as he brought it over. She sat up, pulled it on and curled her body up into it to keep warm. "I remember. They did that at my high school too. I never understood the appeal," she said with a half smile. "Now I think I'm starting to get it. Maybe you boys just like seeing your names all over the girl you like. Staking a claim and such, right? That's what my Women's Lit professor would say."
Puck climbed back into bed with her. Draping his arm around her shoulder, he pulled her to his side. "It was pretty sexy seeing them in our sweatshirts. But it also made me proud, you know? I earned that sweatshirt and the girl who would wear it would feel good about wearing it...that made a lot more sense in my head I swear." Puck smiled and pecked Rachel's lips. "You look sexy in it right now."
Rachel returned his smile and nodded. "It made sense. I completely understand." She gave him a second kiss and then rested her head against his shoulder. "Are you just saying that because you just got a front row seat to the epic romance that is my bum, or can you tell that I'm proud of you for earning this hoodie?" Rachel teased, quirking an eyebrow.
Puck laughed and squeezed her close. "Your ass is amazing to stare at. Sorry for the slap. I usually keep my rough side quiet. But seriously...you look sexy right now. With your sex hair and the fact that all you're wearing is my hoodie. I love it," he replied.
Rachel shrugged. "It was kind of arousing, if I'm being honest with you. I really actually liked it." She looked away from him for a moment and then back up. "If you have things that you want to do, all you have to do is ask me. I'm very fond of learning and trying new things," Rachel told him, grabbing his hand and playing with his fingers.
Puck smirked and watched her play with his hand. "Well then I guess I'll be spanking you when you're naughty," he muttered quietly. Licking his lower lip, he looked at Rachel. "What would be your thoughts on me tying you up?"
Rachel shuddered at his words, looking at him sharply and nodding. "I suppose you will be." She thought for a moment and then nodded once more. "I...I think I could be good with that. I trust you. I might be mean about not being able to move my hands, though."
Puck laced his fingers with hers. "I've never done that with a girl. I've had a girl tie me up once before though. It's funny...people just assume I've done every sexual act known to man because I've gotten around...but that's far from the truth." Shrugging, he squeezed her hand. "I wouldn't mind exploring some of my unknowns with you, though."
Rachel brought his hand up to her mouth and kissed it. "People assume a lot of things. That doesn't make them true and it doesn't give those things value as anything other than boredom, jealousy, or desperation. So don't let anything like that get to you...and if it does, let me know and I'll take care of business for you." She kissed his hand again and smiled, determined.
Puck smiled and kissed the side of her head. "I don't let it get to me. But thanks for the offer, babe. Although you might want to take care of the fact that your best friend hates me," he teased. Puck laid his head back against his pillow and tightened his hold on Rachel. "Or maybe I should work on being more likeable or some shit."
Rachel wrapped her arm around his waist and laid her head on his chest. "Santana hates everybody. Don't worry. She'll come around eventually." Rachel scratched at his stomach absently and kissed his chest once. "If she doesn't, I'll fix it."
Puck nodded. "I'm not worried. Well alright I'm a little worried...actually I'm more annoyed than worried. But whatever. I don't want to drag you into this because I respect yall's friendship," he replied. Puck yawned and closed his eyes. "All that really matters is that we like each other," he mumbled.
Rachel frowned and gave him a squeeze. "We'll figure it out. I promise. Because I really like you and Santana wants me to be happy. I think we can all come to an agreement...and if not, she'll have to deal with it."
Puck remained quiet. He sank lower in the bed and looked Rachel in the eyes. "Santana will see that deep down all I really want to do is make you happy. I know I don't show it publicly like her and Finn do...but I care." Puck placed his hand over her heart. "And I'll try to take care of this and you."
Rachel grinned widely and gave him a heart-felt kiss right on the lips. "I know. I'm doing my best with the jealousy thing. You know that, right? I just...I really want to be able to be happy with you and I don't want you to feel like you have to change because you don't. If we're together, we're together as Rachel and Noah, not as RachelandNoah. We can be ourselves and still be happy."
Puck returned her kiss and nodded. "I really really appreciate that. But I'm gonna tone down the flirting when we become a couple. I'll still be me...just a less intense version," he joked. Taking a breath, he looked at Rachel. "You know I'm not into Quinn, right? Because apparently the whole world is positive that me and her are having an affair..."
Rachel made a face when he mentioned Quinn. "I believe you when you say that you aren't. I just don't like the way things are going with her from what I've seen. She's made a complete 180 since she left for Paris and I'm not sure I like where things landed with her. We were never close, but just the things that I've seen are throwing me for a loop." She shrugged and licked her lips. "Among other things. But yes. I believe you when you say that you aren't into her."
Puck frowned slightly and shrugged. "Maybe I'm just not noticing much, but she seems like the same old Quinn to me. But then again I never really pay attention to shit," he plainly stated. "As long as you know that I'm not trying to get with her or whatever bullshit people come up with. She's just my friend."
Rachel frowned and looked down. "Sorry," she said simply, hiding her face in his chest. "Sometimes I talk too much and I'm pretty sure I just did. I didn't mean to ruin the mood. I know that she's your friend."
Puck shook his head. "Hey. It's all good. I like that we talk. I like that it's more than just sex with us," he replied. Puck ran his hand over her back and pressed a kiss to the top her head. "Don't worry. Be happy. Every little thing is gonna be alright," he playfully sang.
Rachel smiled slightly. "I like talking to you." She settled against his body and got comfortable, yawning before speaking. "And don't think that I forgot about our duet. I didn't."
Puck chuckled. "How about we talk about our duet in the morning? You still haven't told me what song you wanted to do." Burrowing his head into the pillow, he shut his eyes. "I like us," he mumbled out sleepily.
Rachel nodded. "I know. I haven't decided yet. But we'll talk it out before I go to class tomorrow." She pressed a kiss to his lips and then got comfortable beside him. "I like us too," she replied, getting them both fully covered up. "Goodnight, Noah."
Puck smiled against her lips and snuggled closer to the brunette. "Night, beautiful."
