@Puck.
For the second time that night, Puck managed to piss her off and pleasure her between a span of a single second. She gasped rather audibly, choking a little on her breath and attempted to silence any moans that may have bubbled to the surface as he suddenly plunged in at full capacity. Gripping hard at his shoulders, partially because she’d lost control of the situation and mostly because feeling him fill her again so completely in the way he did made her feel so much less empty. As if Brittany had never left without saying so much as a word … hadn’t contacted her since. “I love you, Santana … more than I’ve ever loved anyone else in this world.” Well. She’d said anything was possible. For Santana, maybe that meant being even more crushingly alone than she had already felt.
Squeezing her eyes shut and blinding herself to the pain, Santana grinded down into him and allowed herself to open her senses solely to the painful pleasure that was him and the familiarity of this moment for the two of them. Her legs clenched tight around his torso as her hips worked up a deep, winding corkscrew, moaning out his name in her raspy breath and a word that rhymed with it accurately describing their situation. Pressing herself into him, sticky chest to sticky chest, Santana buried her lips into his neck to strangle the sounds there and just desperate to touch as much of him as possible. Santana could feel her breathing shallow against the thin sheen of sweat his skin was building, moaning even more audibly at the sight of the taut muscles that shook violently just beneath. And when she had felt positive she’d taken in as much of him as she could, feeling herself practically explode already at being so satisfyingly full and alive and buzzing, she pulled away and began to pick up a consistent rhythm.
Dropping her hands to claw desperately at his abs, needing to feel something there in her desperation for solace, Santana moved her head against his, searching for his lips and capturing them in a surprisingly soft kiss. It wasn’t her usual style, especially not with him, but she needed something to prove she wasn’t heartless. She needed to fake for a few moments that she wasn’t just someone to get used and abused and forgotten. Letting her forehead rest against his, their faces so close that their alternating moans reverberated in the same place as she rocked them in an expertly teasing rhythm; fluidly shifting pace between fast and hard and long and languid, her hips performing easy rolls to dig in closer to his groin.
Puck used his hands to guide her hips in a slow rhythm, going with the slow pace that Santana wanted. Their mouths connected, slowly, and Puck had no problem with it. He didn’t mind being soft and gentle once in a while, he didn’t always have to go into a rage whenever sex came into the question. The last time he remembered being soft and intimate with someone was with Quinn, obviously back in Sophomore year. Thinking of Quinn at that moment wasn’t right, and he knew it. If Santana knew he had thought back to taking Quinn’s virginity, she’d probably take it to heart. So instead he concentrated on her lips, her hips, her entire body.
This way, he would also last a little bit longer. Holding out to the last moment was something that only made sex better for him since getting it over with in five seconds wasn’t exactly his style. His tongue slipped into her mouth, while still being gentle, as he lowered her down on him. His hands moved from her waist and his arms wrapped around them instead, needing her to be closer in every possible way.
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the sudden revelation, rolling...eyes and scoffing in that disgusted way at
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bedroom with an uneasy feeling in...he supposed to go home, pack, find his passport
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Santana remained largely quiet through his response and...silently instead busied herself...
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Puck allowed himself to relax into...while appreciating
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She sighed again...eyes fall like curtains across her bloodshot eyes, blacking out the...
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Puck raised his eyebrows questioningly and stared at her intently. Girls emotions, especially Santana’s and Quinn - only...
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Well you were wrong. I...never okay. She thought...feeble...
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Puck was stunned...silence, choosing to keep...stay safe....
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“Yeah and looks where that’s gotten me,”...fired back, quickly moving to chuck his...
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“Why wouldn’t I care?” Puck asked, taking...cold after she pulled away, mainly because he...
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bit, stunned into a dumb silence with her small hands pressing...his abs and warm body...
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a haze. He didn’t know where this new information came from, why...was only deciding to...
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Santana felt the burning of suppressed cries tickling her throat and the stinging at the back of her eyes that...
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Puck’s jaw tightened at...words, especially since he found this anything but funny. He...
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Santana twisted her lips, setting them into a hardened straight line,...warm brown...
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Puck thought when she led...thigh, it would be for...lot...
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the soft whimper...dared to bubble up...her throat,...
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Puck picked up on...increasing pace with equal short thrusts upwards, feeling that same...
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She shivered into him...felt herself tightening...squeezing...
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slow rhythm, going with the slow pace...Santana wanted. Their mouths connected, slowly,...
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second time that night, Puck managed...piss her off and pleasure her between a span of a...
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A low and deep growl escaped past his throat at...way she was teasing him, like she knew...
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seduction shadowing over...face again, Santana slowly leaned into him towards the condom....
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Puck looked down...kneeling snugly between his legs, a coy smile on
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Any sudden flare up...being cut off right when she was about to hit jackpot
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head back against...arm rest lazily, Puck let out a deep throat moan at
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oh so carefully splayed...base, curling a finger entirely around
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Puck simply let her take charge, not...mood for an argument. When Santana was on top
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Santana smirked at...rhetorical question because, of course, it wasn’t even a question...
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instruction, digging deeper with his index finger all...knuckle. The moans escaping
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head lifted up and hitting...hard door behind her, snorting amusedly at
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Puck’s hands moved to hold the back of her thighs to keep her in place more securely, pressing
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wondering internally whether she hadn’t given...mental capacity enough credit, Santana...
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time to register what was happening before his back was slammed against...plump lips...
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Santana lingered...her room for a moment, waiting for
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