@Puck.
She shivered into him and felt herself tightening and squeezing inwards, her legs clenching tight around him during a particular sensual grind; moaning deep into his mouth out of the carnal pleasure of him literally filling the void. Santana could pretty much count every inch, felt the way he was hitting her, felt her walls clamp down like a vice and clinging to something to hold on to in order to not slip over the edge. It scared the crap out of her. To be this way. “It’s better with feelings …” Brittany had said once. Maybe for her but Santana wasn’t manufactured that way, she wasn’t built to do feelings, to have feelings, to process them. Or in the very least she’d found ways to avoid ever having to face them. Her bitchy attitude, her careless promiscuity, whatever handle of the week she could take.
Crying out into his mouth as she rose and fell in their rocking movement, hating herself for feeling or looking desperate - she’d make him forget later with some kind of sexual favour, whatever he wanted - Santana felt her walls clench onto nothing and quickly rushed to twist herself back onto him with sudden force. Her nails flew across his scalp, running desperate trails through his mohawk as she pulled him in closer for a somehow even deeper kiss, comforting herself with a silent mantra that she didn’t need anybody. That if it wasn’t him, it would be someone else. Wouldn’t it?
“Fuck,” she whispered suddenly, biting down hard on his bottom lip as she felt a reverberating shudder echo through her down to the core. No. Damnit. Santana hated being first. Her body, of course, wasn’t listening to her minds pleas and her hips bucked needily into him signaling that his deep search and her rolling hips had finally locked onto her magic spot.
Puck picked up on her increasing pace with equal short thrusts upwards, feeling that same feeling grow in the pit of his stomach. Like it wouldn’t be long before his exploded and ruined the whole atmosphere he had going here, but he couldn’t control himself. This would probably count as their shortest time ever, and probably because they both needed it. Puck needed it because he had endured the worse dry spell ever. And Santana? He had no idea why she was just as desperate as he was to reach that relief. Their lips separated slightly and he let out sounds of pleasure against her mouth, their rhythm never faltering. It sped up to the point where he had to grip onto her waist.
With a few more deep and long thrusts, he was thrown over the edge. White dots danced before his vision and his shoulders visibly shook against her. The feeling of need was washed away as the orgasm rushed through him. They really needed to hook up more often, it only seemed to get better and better every time they did it. His face was still within reach of hers, the long and drawn out moans made his lips brush against hers. Moaning out a couple of curse words, his forehead rested against hers as the orgasm left and he was left on a sex high. He leaned forward and pressed a brief kissed to her lips. He didn’t know why, but he felt like it fit the moment.
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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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