Title: All the Regrets
Author: Fatebegins (http:// fatebegins .livejournal .com/)
Rating: NC-17 / M
Pairing: Puck/Kurt (Purt/Puckurt).
Summary: Kurt slept with Puck... but woke up with Finn. Kurt gets pregnant and thinks it's Finn's. Jealous!Puck moves away. 2 years later, Puck comes back and finds out that Finn left Kurt while he was pregnant and baby!Hummel looks NOTHING like Finn! (The original post: http://community .livejournal .com/puckurt/ 454625 .html)
Disclaimer: No Glee don't belong to me or to fatebegins, this history is not mine! But I have permission to post it here!
Warning: AU, postMpreg (no Mpreg in this), Slash (but you know that!)
Over the next couple of months Puck slowly began seeing Kurt. He would stop by and take the younger man out for dinner dates or to clubs whenever Chelsea was able to baby sit Jordan. Other days would be spent chasing Jordan around the community park or strolling along the streets hand and hand. Puck relearned his home town through a child's eyes and he never ceased to be amazed at how enthralled Jordan was by his surroundings. Puck jokingly called him "his little explorer", the toddler liked to dig things up and get messy. Often, Puck would get right in the dirt with him.
Jordan was the most energetic child Puck had ever met. Puck swore he blinked and the toddler was already halfway across the room. In less than two months, Jordan had Puck wrapped around his finger. As soon as his little lip began to quiver, Puck would automatically give in. Kurt would tsk and laugh beside him but never interfered. Puck could tell he was secretly thrilled at how well Puck and Jordan bonded. Kurt had been wary at first but over time he could see how much Puck cared for his son.
Things were going great on the relationship front as well. Not wanting to rush anything Puck had yet to spend the night at his boyfriend's apartment. He was afraid to upset the balance, it all felt delicate to him and he was scared that one wrong move would take it all away. Puck could tell that Kurt wanted to move things to the next level, every time Puck pushed him away after a heavy make out session he looked more and more frustrated and hurt.
"Jord, you have to stop screeching." Puck tickled his sides lightly and the baby giggled, squirming away. "I told you I'm on the phone, remember?"
"Pone?" Jordan repeated, suddenly very interested in the slim black device. "Elmo?"
Uh-oh. Wrong move. Puck had forgotten that Elmo's World had featured an episode on telephones, after that special had aired Jordan now connected every call they received to Elmo and demanded to be able to speak to him.
"Elmo?" He demanded.
"Rachel, listen, I'm going to have to call you back. Jordan is going to go ballistic if he doesn't have the phone in three seconds-"
"Is Jordan your new boyfriend?" Rachel gushed on the other end.
"Um, last I checked, I'm not into two year olds."
"Then who is that?" She sounded confused.
"Kurt had a baby?" Rachel sounded shocked. "Wait…are you the dad?"
"ELMO!" Jordan was done waiting and was now stomping his socked feet impatiently.
"Shit. Rachel, I'll meet you tomorrow and we'll talk about it later." Puck didn't wait for a reply and flipped the Phone shut. 'Here," He offered it to Jordan who had since calmed down. "You little faker." Puck chided.
"Up-up!" Jordan lifted his arms, one hand clutching Puck's phone possessively. Puck lifted him up and settled back against the couch, Jordan laying across his chest fiddling with his phone while Puck watched a game. Puck tried not to wince when Jordan gave the phone a particularly vicious jab with his finger. The only reason he had given in was because Kurt was due home soon and the last he wanted Kurt to see was Jordan in tears the first time he was left alone with him.
The jangle of keys woke Puck up from his light slumber, Jordan however continued dozing against his chest. "Hey." Kurt bent down and kissed him lightly on the mouth,
"What time is it?" Puck asked sleepily.
"Just after two."
"I must have dozed off." Puck sat up in his chair, arms reflexively tightening around Jordan.
"It's okay." Kurt slid his hands under the toddler's arms and carried him into his room to put him down for a nap. Puck watched as he quietly shut the door behind him. "So …how was it?"
"Piece of cake," Puck grinned. "The kid loves me. How was your staff meeting?"
"Boring." Kurt laughed. "The principal kept going on and on about nothing in particular. Everyone knows he makes up these meeting because he just got a divorce and doesn't want to be home alone."
"Tragic." Puck grinned, his arm snagging Kurt's belt loop to tug him closer. "Missed you."
Leaning up to press their mouths together, Kurt sighed running his hands down Puck's muscled chest. "Missed you too."
"Yeah?" Puck smirked, licking across Kurt's bottom lip, feeling the slight body shiver under his touch. "I imagined kissing you." Puck slanted his mouth firmly over Kurt's his tongue darting forward into the moist heat but evading Kurt's seeking tongue. "Having you like this."
"You feel so good." Kurt murmured against his lips, pressing closer, his hands massaging Puck's back, slipping underneath his shirt to touch hot flesh. "Want you." As soon as the words escaped his mouth Kurt froze, his movements stilling. "I'm sorry, I know -" He began to apologize.
"Let's go to your room." Puck suggested hotly, his teeth scraping across Kurt's sensitive ear lobe.
"You want to…?"
"More than anything." Puck grabbed Kurt's hand and led him down the hallway to the master bedroom, closing the door behind them softly. As soon as the door closed and the baby monitor was switched on, Puck was all over him. Kissing the younger man urgently, Puck ravished his mouth with deep, wet kisses that left them both gasping for breath and wanting more.
Puck unbuttoned Kurt's dress shirt slowly, parting the material to reveal Kurt's pale slender chest to his gaze. "You're so gorgeous." Puck ripped his shirt over his head. He laid Kurt across the bed and followed him down, pressing their naked skin together, feeling the hard points of Kurt's nipples against him. The temptation to suckle them proved to be too much, and Puck slowly drew one pale pink nub between his lips, biting down gently and soothing the flesh with strokes of his tongue. Kurt moaned underneath him, body thrashing and hands fisting in Puck's short hair to hold him closer.
"What do you want?" Puck peppered kisses across the younger man's chest, his fingers reaching between them to grasp Kurt's hard cock.
"You," Kurt gasped out, eyes blown wide with pleasure. "Want you in me, want to be yours."
Humbled by the need Puck nodded. "You got anything?"
A blush suffused his cheeks and Kurt reached into the night stand drawer, a bottle of Astro Glide in his trembling hands. "After we got together…I had hoped -"
Puck stopped his explanations with a kiss. "Love that you want me so much." Slowly, Puck tugged down Kurt's pants. Kurt's cock was flushed and swollen, curving towards his abdomen, the wet tip glistening with precome. "Gorgeous."
"Please." Kurt shoved the bottle into Puck's hands. Spreading Kurt's legs, Puck knelt between them, his fingers stroking Kurt's balls briefly before nudging at his pink hole. After his fingers were coated with lube, Puck slid the tip of his index finger past the tight ring of muscle slowly. Kurt moaned above him, his eyes wide open and staring between his spread legs as Puck stretched him. "Another one," Kurt begged. "Need more." Puck obliged twisting two fingers up inside of the writhing man, seeking the bundle of nerves within him. "Oh god." Kurt cried out, squeezing his eyes shut. Puck grinned, he had found it.
"Can't wait to fuck you, be inside of you." Puck watched as his fingers, three now, were swallowed up by Kurt's greedy hole. Kurt looked absolutely delectable, unable to resist, Puck leaned forward to lick across the twitching hole. Kurt stiffened, sobbing when Puck removed his fingers and stabbed his tongue into him. Puck lapped at the loose hole, tasting Kurt's heady heat and his moans of pleasure went straight to Puck's dick.
His cock hard and aching, Puck sucked Kurt's rim on last time before pulling back to yank off his jeans. Kurt's eyes widened slight when they settled on Puck's arousal.
"I don't remember you being so big." He licked his lips, crawling down the bed on his knees. Kurt licked a slow strip up Puck's shaft, from base to tip. When his tongue slid up the round head Kurt sucked the hot flesh into his mouth taking in as much of Puck as he could while his hands stroked and squeezed the difference.
"Fuck." Puck grunted. Kurt was sucking his cock with the fervor of a starving man, moaning around the flesh in his mouth. Eyes dark and heavy with passion, Puck pulled Kurt off him. He wanted to come in that tight ass and nowhere else. "Condom?"
"I…" Kurt looked like he was about to protest but then shifted, twisting to reach under his bed to retrieve an unopened box of Trojans. Kurt opened the packet and then turned back to Puck, his hands encircling Puck's engorged length.
Puck had to bite back moans as Kurt slid the condom on. "I can't wait anymore." He whispered and flipped Kurt unto his back. Puck's cock slid down the crack of Kurt's ass until it was nudging against Kurt's hole. "So fucking tight, so perfect." When Puck pressed just the tip in, Kurt mewled, his back arching to pull Puck in deeper.
"Open your eyes." Puck commanded. Kurt obeyed, his unfocused gaze locking with Puck's smoldering one. "You're mine." He pulled back until only the head of his cock was encased in Kurt's tight heat and then slammed forward, impaling his cock in Kurt's ass. "Say it."
"Ah!" Kurt shuddered, nails streaking up Puck's back as Puck rode him hard, his cock grazing his prostate on every slick thrust. "Fuck yes, yours…yours."
It was fast and urgent, their bodies gyrating together in frenzied need and want. Puck gasped for air wanting to prolong the moment even as he felt his balls tighten and draw up. Stroking Kurt firmly, Puck pounded into the willing body relentlessly and when he felt Kurt's muscles clamp down on him he gave in to his own orgasm, spurting his release into the condom as Kurt shot hot come across his abs.
"That was amazing." Puck collapsed against Kurt as he struggled to catch his breath. Kurt made a sound of contentment, his hand moving up to stroke through Puck's hair. "If I said I loved you right now, would you believe me?" Puck spoke quietly into Kurt's neck.
"If I said it back would you believe me?" Kurt finally replied.
Puck lifted himself up with some effort to peer into Kurt's searching blue eyes. He was still scared shitless but was ready to take the final step. To say the words that would give Kurt total power over him. "I love you."
A tear slid out of Kurt's eye and ran into his hair. "I love you too, Noah." His arms pulled Puck close. "So much."
They exchanged slow kisses, affirming their spoken vows with touch but when Puck moved to slip out of Kurt, the young man's legs squeezed him close. "Just stay for awhile." Kurt's eyes closed sleepily. "Love the feel of you in me."
"Alright." Puck kissed the back of Kurt's lids gently, feeling the soft flutter of his eyelashes against his lips.
"No regrets?" Kurt asked, his voice a whisper.
The thin gold chain of Kurt's locket reflected the light, catching Puck's gaze. "No regrets."
Talking to Rachel had always been like a chore. Puck had barely kept in touch with the ambitious girl after high school but here he was talking to her about the most intimate details of his life. It could've been that Puck was feeling unsure; he had just quit his job in New York the week before. After he and Kurt had taken the final step, Puck had known that there was no longer a reason to keep his options open. Yet now that that option was gone, his doubts were coming back. The other night, he had lain awake while Kurt slept in his arms, worrying about what he would do if Finn reappeared and decided to take an active role in Jordan's life.
Obviously, Puck couldn't talk to Kurt about these thing but he needed to tell somebody or else he'd combust. That was why he was currently seated in Starbucks relaying the entire sordid story of Finn and Kurt to Rachel.
"Finn?" Rachel wrinkled her nose. "No way Kurt would."
"Well, he did. The night of Quinn's birthday party, they, uh, slept together."
"Well they did." Puck was starting to get annoyed by the cheerful brunette.
"No, I mean it was physically impossible. I was with Finn that night, not in the biblical sense or anything!" She rushed to clarify. "But we had been hanging out the entire time. Finn got really drunk and handsy so I dumped him off in one of Quinn's guest bedrooms."
"That must be how he and Kurt -"
"Let me finish!" Rachel shot him an annoyed look. "Before I dumped him off, we tried to…you know…but Finn couldn't get it up! He was like too wasted or something. I'm ashamed to admit this but, what the hell, Finn was like the 'one who got away' for me in high school. I figure that night would be the only chance I would have to be with Finn, in the biblical sense. So I tried all night, literally all night but he just kept dozing off or randomly tap dancing. When I dragged him to the guest room it was already 7 am. We'd fallen asleep in the hammock outside but my flight was leaving at ten and I had to get out of there so I dumped Finn and left."
"So what you're saying is…"
"Kurt couldn't have slept with Finn Hudson that night!" Rachel spoke slowly, like one would to a small child.
"No, Kurt told me himself he did!"
"Finn was passed out and I remember Kurt that night, Puck, he was one sip away from dancing on the tables. Are you sure he doesn't just think he slept with Finn? Maybe it was someone else even?"
"We used a condom." Puck protested.
"So you and Kurt also had sex that night?' Rachel gave him a knowing look. "You know, condoms aren't 100% effective."
"Well, it was protected sex! There is no way that Jordan is mine, he said so himself!"
"Because of what a confused and hurt - don't forget the guy was black out drunk at the time - Kurt said?"
"Yes!" Puck shouted. "I mean, no…I mean -"
"You know, that photograph you showed me, It confused me at first cause Jordan has your eyes and features but you said he wasn't your biological son." Rachel sipped her beverage slowly, contemplating. "But…that is a conversation you should be having with Kurt. I think you two really need to talk about that night. I wasn't drunk and I know I was with Finn all night, believe me, that kind of humiliation is lasting and vivid."
Puck sat back in his chair, he felt like he'd been hit in the face with a ton of bricks.
"Hey." Kurt greeted softly when Puck let himself into the apartment. "I made some baked rigatoni for dinner; I could heat you up some if you want."
"No thanks." Puck shook his head. He'd spent the rest of the afternoon thinking about what Rachel had said. After leaving the coffee shop he'd driven by his house and thumbed throw baby photos of himself. Rachel was right. Jordan was almost the exact replica of some of his baby pictures. But how could that be possible? Puck thought back to that night over two years ago. Kurt had been sure he'd had sex that night. But if Kurt had been drunker than he had thought was it possible that he hadn't remembered having sex with Puck at all?
"How was lunch with Rachel?" Kurt turned back to the sink, scrubbing a pan diligently. "You guys must have gotten caught up, it's really late." Puck heard the small twinge of jealousy in his tone and couldn't help but smile faintly.
"She actually went over to Quinn's house hours ago, I went back home." Puck reassured him. "I needed to think about some things."
The sounds of washing stilled for a moment and then began anew. "Oh."
"Kurt, we need to talk about that night."
The slender back stiffened. "You said we were past that. I thought you wanted to move on!"
"We are and I do!" Puck came up behind the slighter man and pulled his hands out of the sink to wipe them off with a dishtowel. "It just has to be done this once, Kurt."
"I don't like thinking about that night, okay?" Kurt gave him a pleading look. "That's the night where I ruined everything!"
"Hey." With his thumb and forefinger Puck forced Kurt's chin up, looking into his vibrant blue eyes. "I'm here no matter what, Kurt."
Kurt's gaze dropped. "I don't remember much…just the weight of some one on top of me a-and pulling them closer."
"Are you sure that the person is Finn?'
"What? Who else could it be?" Kurt gave him a look of confusion. "I woke up…naked and in bed with him. It had to be him."
"Oh god." Puck couldn't believe it. Kurt had no memory of them being together. So the entire time he had acted weird after the party, it hadn't been because he regretted sleeping with Puck drunk it had been because he thought he'd cheated with Finn. "Don't you remember anything else…like us?"
"That night, we were together for the first time. You were tipsy and into it so I just went with the flow. Afterwards, I had to leave the party because Artie had an allergic reaction and by the time I got back from the hospital you were ready to go. I just thought that you were behaving strangely because you regretted having sex with me."
"We had sex?" Kurt repeated.
"Yeah. We did." Puck smiled, feeling light and delirious with happiness. "We had sex that night, not you and Finn."
"B-but how -"
"Rachel, that's how." Puck grinned. "I never thought I'd be more grateful for an annoying, over achieving ex hot Jew in my life!" Kurt was looking at him like he'd grown two heads. "She was with Finn the whole night. He couldn't get it up and she had a plane to catch so she dumped him in the first room she came across. She must not have seen you."
"Does that mean…?" Kurt couldn't even say it. It wasn't possible that things had worked out this way. These sorts of things didn't happen.
"It means you never cheated on me and Jordan is ours." Puck hugged a stunned Kurt close. "Really ours."
A sob broke from Kurt's throat as reality set in, he hugged Puck back tightly. "I can't believe it. All this time I thought…it was so horrible."
"It's okay, we're together now." Puck kissed Kurt's temple, he couldn't stop thinking about how blessed he was. Jordan and Kurt were truly his.