Skin Deep

Well you were wrong. I was never okay. She thought to herself at his feeble explanations, choking back on the squeezing in her throat that was the beginning cue to start crying again. Santana would rather die than cry anymore, especially in front of Puckerman. Who, despite knowing her the longest out of everyone in New Directions, had seen her show that kind of vulnerability less times than he could count on one hand.

Narrowing her eyes at the last weak statement that left his mouth, Santana rolled her eyes incredulously. “No you fucking idiot you’re supposed to stay here and comfort me,” she shot back, finally looking up from her now-released arms to glare at him with her bottom lip jutting out and quivering. Honestly, boys were so dim sometimes and it stunned Santana enough as it is she had gotten stuck with the two people in all of freaking Lima with the lowest E.Q. scores in history. And sure, maybe she was overemotional and dramatic and maybe her default setting was Angry Latina Bitch but that so didn’t justify the fact that most people couldn’t handle being around her.

Sighing and biting down on her pouted bottom lip in a moment of contemplation, Santana jerked her head in a non-committal type nod as a silent indication that (for the most part) the war zone was free to cross. For Santana, there were only a few people she could probably always get pissed off at and get a kick out of making their lives as miserable as she could make it with or without provocation, like Rachel. And there were even fewer that she could never really stay mad at, even - and at times especially - if they deserved it. Fortunately for Puck, a guy she’d known for the better part of her life, he fell into the latter category.

Puck raised his eyebrows questioningly and stared at her intently. Girls emotions, especially Santana’s and Quinn - only when she was pregnant, were up and down like a roller coaster. One second they yelled at you for something you may or may have not deserved, it was something he did in this situation, then asking for comfort. It was just another scene to prove that he wouldn’t understand the emotional part of the female mind. The physical? Of course, but feelings were new territory for him.

He took a cautious step forward, making sure she wouldn’t lash out at the last second. If she decided to go all Lima Heights, he’d have a hard time trying to calm her down to a coherent state. Another step forward, his eyebrows still raised. Another couple of steps and he was standing in front of her, and the sight of her swelled up eyes was something he wouldn’t be able to forget. There seemed to be so much pain in such a little person, it almost seemed impossible. One last cautious step forward, he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her into him. Not as desperate or tight as the last one, this one just offered support and care for her.

“No more. I won’t let you touch a blade again.” he said sternly. Later when she was in a more happier state, he would search the house and remove anything that had a pointed edge. Razor blades, safety pins, knives, hell even forks. She could use chop sticks for a while. “And Quinn? She’s gone. Out.” he said, the words tasting very bitter in his mouth. It wasn’t a pity move, but he couldn’t stand to see her do this to herself again. He could move on from Quinn, and find something or someone that would make Santana happy. That’s what mattered.

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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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