Title: I Promise You (6/?)
Pairing: Puck/Kurt, Brief OMC/Kurt
Summary: Puck witnesses a fight between Kurt and his boyfriend that turns physical when Kurt ends things with the other boy. Rushing to Kurt's defence, two vows are made to Kurt that day. One promises safety, the other promises anguish.
Disclaimer: SOOO not mine! I'm totally playing with someone else's Barbie dolls.
Warnings: AU-ish, Abuse, Graphically Explicit Male on Male Sex, Violence, Romance, Swearing, bottom!kurt
Word Count: 9655
Spoilers: The entire 1st season just to be safe
A/N: OK folks! So sex happens this chapter, ahaha I am in no way a smut writter, but I tried to make it as hot as I could, lol. Here's hoping it's a success! Also, you are now fully caught up with the folks over at livejournal, so you now have to wait for me to write chapter 7, lol. Enjoy my lovelies!
"I'm moving in."
Kurt blinked a few times as Puck's words began to sink in and register in his mind. He pulled back slightly, his hands resting on the jock's shoulders. Puck's arms were resting loosely around Kurt's waist and he gazed into the diva's eyes. Kurt smiled at his boyfriend, the idea of living with Puck appealing to him more than anything, but he had to be rational about this. His father would never allow it.
"Noah. You have no idea how badly I want you too..."
Puck sighed, already knowing where this was going, "But?"
It was Kurt's turn to sigh, he could already tell the bigger boy was disappointed, "Believe me, Noah, I want you to move in. I want you to move in so badly. I never feel safe without you. Especially now that he's been inside my own house... inside my room. Who's to say he won't try to come inside while I'm here. Sleeping, in the middle of the night?" He shook the unpleasant thought away and carried on, "My Dad won't allow it though. Not until we've called the cops and changed the locks and have exhausted all other methods or until Tony really becomes creepy and causes a serious real threat to my life."
Puck cupped both of his hands on either side of Kurt's face, "Baby, he broke into your house and came inside your room and left you an extremely creepy message telling you he wasn't going to let you not take him back. I'm pretty sure that qualifies as a serious threat to your life."
"Yes, but we haven't called the cops yet. My Dad will not see it as serious enough for my boyfriend to live with me in my bedroom. Not until he's called the cops and they've told him they can't track Tony down or something."
Puck sighed again and ran a hand through his mohawk, placing the other on Kurt's waist, "Yeah, I guess you're right. It does make sense to call the cops and shit... I just... I fucking can't stand that fucktwerp. Not to mention the thought of leaving you alone at night, now that he's taken to making visits inside your bedroom, that really doesn't sit to well with me." Puck gazed deeply into Kurt's eyes and gently brushed his fingers across Kurt's cheek. "Besides, how can I sleep when all I'll be thinking about is how much I miss you, how much I wish you could be sleeping in my arms, protected from that monster?"
Kurt hugged his boyfriend, resting his head on his shoulder, "I know. I wish there was a way we could -" Just then an idea came to him. "Unless..."
"Unless... " Puck prompted.
"Unless...you sneak in?"
Puck leaned back slightly with his arms still wrapped around Kurt's waist, and looked at him with confusion. "Sneak in? I'm not following you, Princess. Why would I sneak in? Your dad totally approves of me being with you."
Kurt shook his head, "No, silly. I mean sneak in after Dad's gone to bed - after you've "gone home" for the night."
Puck gave Kurt a look, still not quite catching on. Kurt groaned in frustration. "Okay. So... you're over here. We're hanging out. Bed time comes around and so you leave the house to go home to your own house. Dad then goes to bed and so do I. Only, you don't really go home. You simply sneak around the house to my bedroom window and sneak into my room. Then, when morning comes, you sneak back out my bedroom window and walk around to the front of the house to pick me up for school."
Puck's face creased in a huge grin, finally catching on. It was perfect; he was almost shocked he didn't think of it first. "Baby, that's amazing! Your dad will never know. Then we'll have time to convince him that letting the Puckster move in is an awesome idea."
Kurt smiled back, "I am pretty amazing aren't I?"
Puck laughed and hugged Kurt closer, kissing him softly.
When Burt walked through the front door, just around five o' clock, he was greeted by the sight of his son standing at the stove in the kitchen, stirring a pot, leaning against his boyfriend's chest as Puck held him from behind. Burt sniffed the air and the smell of tomato sauce, rich and savoury, flooded his senses. Kurt must be cooking pasta tonight, Burt thought to himself. He stood at the entrance way to the kitchen his presence undetected, and took a moment to examine the couple. Puck was resting his chin on Kurt's shoulders, whispering into his ear, his arms tight around his waist. Kurt turned his head slightly so he could look at Puck with a small smile on his face as he murmured something softly back. The jock gave a lopsided grin in return and gave him a peck on the lips. Burt's chest swelled with emotion, he remembered being that much in love once. He smiled to himself as he watched the intimate exchange in front of him. He knew it was wrong to spy but he couldn't help himself, he didn't want to interrupt them just yet. He hadn't seen his son this happy in quite sometime and it pleased him no end to see that Puck was just as madly in love as Kurt was, if not more so. The boy would go to the end of the earth and back for his son. Burt knew that because it was written all over Puck's face. He used to look at Kurt's mom like that all the time. Seeing that look on the muscular boy's face and witnessing this very precious moment between the two made him more content to accept that Kurt was going to loose his virginity tomorrow. Sure, he'd never be completely okay with the fact that Kurt was having sex. After all, Kurt would always be his baby boy, but as long as it was Puck that Kurt was sleeping with he could handle it. God, I never thought I'd ever say that, Burt thought to himself.
Just as he was about to make his presence known Puck spoke into Kurt's ear, his voice a low, gentle rumble that seemed to fill the entire space.
"Smells good, Princess, let's dance while we wait for your Dad to get home. Just put the sauce on low, so that way it'll stay warm." He removed one of his arms from around Kurt's waist and reached out to turn the radio on, and then quickly wrapped it around Kurt's frame again. Burt smiled to himself as soft music flowed out of the speakers and flooded the kitchen and Puck began to lightly sway them to the music. Kurt reached out to the stove and set the temperature to low. He was about to turn around in Puck's embrace when the song ended and the radio DJ began speaking. Puck smiled knowingly and glanced at the radio, as if he knew what the DJ was going to say. Burt was intrigued, he found himself wondering what the jock could be up to. Kurt was about to say something but Puck placed a finger to his lips and told him to keep listening. Burt smirked to himself, the boy was definitely up to something and he was almost certain it was going to make Kurt cry...in a good way he hoped.
"Hey folks this is Delilah, bringing you commercial free music all evening long. We have an email request here, sent in by Noah Puckerman who wishes to dedicate this song to his boyfriend, Kurt Hummel. Noah says, 'Dear Delilah. Friday is my four month anniversary with my boyfriend Kurt, and I'd like to dedicate the song, "Truly, Madly, Deeply" by Savage Garden to him. He's going through a bit of a rough patch at the moment and I just want him to know that I love him like crazy and that I'm always going to be there for him no matter what. No matter what anyone says or does or tries to do, he is and will forever be my true love.' Well Noah, your wish is my command. Kurt, if you're listening, that's one hell of a man you've got there. Hold on to him dearly and never let him get away. Happy anniversary, you two!"
Burt refused to admit that he might be tearing up, he was simply expressing himself in a very manly way. He wiped at his eyes hastily as he continued to silently watch the scene before him. As the first few notes of the song began to softly fill the room, Kurt turned around in Puck's arms, tears streaming down his face, and locked eyes with Puck. The larger boy returned the gaze and murmured softly, "I love you, Kurt Hummel, happy early anniversary."
Burt watch his son melt into Puck's arms and rest his head against his chest as Puck began to lightly sway them to the music, singing along softly.
I'll be your dream, I'll be your wish, I'll be your fantasy.
I'll be your hope, I'll be your love, be everything that you need.
I love you more with every breath truly madly deeply do..
I will be strong I will be faithful cause I'm counting on
A new beginning.
A reason for living.
A deeper meaning. Yeah.
I want to stand with you on a mountain.
I want to bathe with you in the sea.
I want to lay like this forever.
Until the sky falls down on me...
And when the stars are shining
brightly in the velvet sky,
I'll make a wish send it to heaven
then make you want to cry..
the tears of joy for all the pleasure
and the certainty
that we're surrounded by the comfort
and protection of..
the highest power.
In lonely hours.
The tears devour you..
I want to stand with you on a mountain,
I want to bathe with you in the sea.
I want to lay like this forever,
Until the sky falls down on me...
Oh can't you see it baby?
You don't have to close your eyes
Cause it's standing right before you.
All that you need will surely come...
Burt watched on as the two continued to dance for the remainder of the song. He had to admit, the boy treated his son like a... queen? Was that okay to say? What was it that he over heard Noah calling Kurt... princess? Yeah, that was it. Noah treated Kurt like a princess. He really hoped Kurt married that boy... oh God. He needed a beer.
Puck tightened his hold on Kurt as he swayed them to the music. As the music faded away, he kissed the top of Kurt's head and slowly brought them to a stop. He brought his hand up to Kurt's chin and tipped his head up so he was looking at him. He leaned forward and pressed their lips together tenderly. He pulled back and moved his hand to the fashionista's cheek, caressing the soft skin.
"I love you."
A tear fell from Kurt's eye and Puck gently wiped it away. The diva pressed his face into the touch and smiled back, his voice was thick with emotion when he responded. "I love you too, Noah Puckerman."
Burt smiled and decided to finally make his presence known. As much as he hated for the moment to end, he was freaking starving! He cleared his throat, "Smells good in here. What's for dinner?"
Kurt jumped in surprise at his Dad's voice and whirled around to face his father, who stood at the entrance way of the kitchen. "Dad, hi!"
Puck kept one arm loose around Kurt's waist and waved with the other, no longer uncomfortable with showing affection to Kurt in front of Burt. "Good evening, sir."
Burt gave a nod to both of them. Kurt rested his hands on Noah's forearms, "I made pasta for dinner, you hungry?"
Burt smiled and took a seat at the table. "Starving! It smells good."
Kurt smiled and turned around in Noah's arms, looking up into his eyes. "Go take a seat. I'll make you a plate." He leaned up and gave Puck a chaste kiss.
Puck smiled back in return. "You're so good to me. I'll never know what I did to deserve you."
Kurt laughed and pushed him towards the table, "Go sit."
Burt watched Kurt make his way over to the cupboard and pull out three plates before going over to the stove. He began divvying out three portions of food. Burt couldn't help but notice how Kurt gave him a smaller sized portion, not much bigger than the portion he gave himself, but gave Puck a huge, heaping, mountainous portion of food. Kurt set the plates down on the table in front of his two favourite men before sitting at his spot, ready to dig in. He noticed the envious look Burt shot at Puck's plate, and spoke up. "He's a young growing boy. You are not. Besides, the doctor told you to start watching what you eat."
Burt grumbled to himself but began eating anyways. They ate in a comfortable silence, enjoying each other's company. Once they were finished, Kurt stood up and began reaching for their plates. Puck grabbed his plate and stood up instead. "Princess, sit down. I'll clean up."
Kurt smiled at his boyfriend and took a seat. Puck walked around the table gathering their dishes and then walked over to the dishwasher, putting the dirty dishes inside. He made his way back over to the table and sat down, scooting his chair over to sit beside Kurt's. He grabbed the brunette's hand and laced their fingers together as he looked into Kurt's eyes. Kurt gave a quick nod, and Burt marvelled at their ability to have an entire conversation without speaking a single word. Kurt turned to his father and took a deep breath. Burt couldn't help but notice when Puck lifted their entwined hands to his lips and kissed the back of Kurt's gently before squeezing Kurt's hand supportively. The young soprano exhaled and began speaking, "Dad... we need to talk to you."
To say Burt was worried would be an understatement. He didn't like the tone of his son's voice. He knew that whatever it was he wasn't going to like it. He simply nodded in response. "Alright, what is it? Is everything okay?"
Kurt took another deep breath and exhaled slowly. "No... its really not. It's, uh, it's about Tony."
Kurt told Burt everything that had happened the past couple days, starting with their trip to the mall and ending with how he found his room when he got home from school. He made sure to leave out that he was one actually trying on clothes at Victoria's Secret. His father just didn't need to know the details of his and Noah's relationship. By the time he was finished he was holding his breath and squeezing Puck's hand so hard he was sure he was probably cutting off the circulation.
Burt took a deep breath and held it for a few seconds, then exhaled very slowly. He repeated the action a few more times, trying to calm himself down before he began speaking, but to no avail. He was fucking livid!
"I'm calling the cops. This is fucking ridiculous. This shit needs to stop. Now. I'll fucking kill him I swear. I ever see his punk ass around here, I'm gonna rip his throat -"
"Sorry. I'm sorry, just..." Burt trailed off and took another deep breath, then let it out. "This isn't okay. It can't happen anymore. So, I'm calling the cops. I'm also changing the locks, buying a new security system... maybe I'll even buy a couple dogs..."
"Dad, lets not go crazy here-"
"Go crazy?" Burt interrupted, "Kurt, there's a fucking psycho after you! He broke into the house... I'm not taking my chances anymore."
Kurt sighed. "I still think you should draw the line at buying guard dogs. I mean, I do have Noah."
Burt picked up the phone and dialled the police. "Yes hello. My name is Burt Hummel and I need to report a young man who is harrassing my son."
The next hour or so seemed to pass by in a whirlwind. Two cops made their way over to the Hummel household and began to ask Kurt a series of questions when they found out that the boy being reported was Kurt's ex-boyfriend. After answering all of their questions and helping the police gather as much information as possible, Kurt showed them to his bedroom. They simply nodded their heads as they took in the room. They took pictures of Kurt's vanity and took the note Tony left for evidence.
They walked back upstairs and ushered Kurt back into the kitchen. Puck hooked his fingers into Kurt's belt loops and pulled the brunette into his lap. He wrapped his arms around his small frame protectively , he knew he didn't need to protect Kurt from the cops but he couldn't help it. He always got this weirdly strong urge to protect the male diva and keep him safe whenever anything stressful happened. He kissed the side of Kurt's head and couldn't help but smile when he felt Kurt relax against his chest.
One of the cops, a young male who looked to be no older than twenty five, looked up from his pad of paper after jotting down a few notes.
"Okay so, first things first, stay away from this guy, and I know you're probably thinking how obvious of a statement that is, but to some people it's not. This guy, from the sounds and looks of things, is pretty unstable. He obviously doesn't know how to take no for answer. As for him entering the house, well... that's pretty serious. If I were you I'd change your locks and I'd stop hiding a spare key outside the house. We're gonna go back to the station and try and see if we can locate this guy. What did you say his name was again?"
"Tony Riolla." Kurt responded
The police officer nodded as he jotted it down. He and his partner then bid them goodnight and made their way out of the house, Burt closing the door behind them.
Kurt let out a sigh and felt Puck tighten his arms around him. He spoke softly, "I hope this makes him go away."
Puck kissed Kurt's temple and murmured against the side of his head, "Me too, baby, me too."
The rest of the evening passed by fairly peacefully. The two boys returned to Kurt's bedroom and curled up together on his sofa to watch a movie. Kurt lay back against Puck's chest in between the larger boy's outstretched legs. It was one of Puck's favourite positions. Five minutes after the movie started playing Kurt had looked up at Puck to make a comment but the comment died in his throat when their eyes connected. The muscular boy stared into Kurt's eyes, licking his lips, before dipping his head down and capturing Kurt's lips with his own, the movie soon forgotten about.
Later that night, right around the time Burt would be getting ready to go upstairs to bed, Puck reluctantly got up from the sofa.
"Guess its time for me to head home, huh?" He chuckled
Kurt laughed softly in response. "Yeah, it's about that time."
Puck kissed Kurt's cheek lightly before heading up the stairs, Kurt following behind him. Once they were at the front door, Burt came around to bid Puck goodnight. While Kurt was still facing Puck, Burt mouthed to the jock that he wanted to chat without Kurt. Puck gave a discreet nod of agreement and pulled Kurt into a hug.
"Goodnight Princess. Sleep well and remember, if you need anything just give me a ring and I'll be right over okay?"
Kurt nodded and hugged him back, "I love you."
"Love you too, Princess" He waved goodbye as Kurt disappeared down the stairs smirking discreetly at him.
Burt waited until he was sure his son was out of earshot before he began to speak, "So listen Noah, I know that this whole anniversary thing you've got planned for tomorrow for Kurt is probably costing you a small fortune. I really would like to do something for Kurt to help keep his mind off this whole Tony situation. So here, pick something up real nice for him or use it towards dinner or something..." He pulled a wad of bills out of his pocket and held it out for Puck to take.
The muscular boy blinked a few times at the bills in Burt's hand before responding, "Mr. Hummel, that's really nice of you but I can't accept that. My credit card limit is high enough, I mean it's only a thousand bucks but.. Kurt's worth maxing it out..."
Burt kept his hand held out in quiet determination, "Okay, I get it Noah. You wanna be able to show Kurt that you're man enough to do things on your own and that you can take care of him, I know what that feeling is like, because I was like that with Kurt's mom when we first started dating. That's real honorable of you but you're both still young, and you have the rest of your life to show Kurt what a great man you are. Please just... I'd really like to do this for you both. You've been real great to Kurt and well... think of it as my way of saying thank you. Please."
Puck nodded and took the money from Burt. "Alright Mr. Hummel. Thanks." With a wave and a nod he walked out the door, Burt shutting and locking it behind him. Puck got into his truck and drove it down a few houses, to keep it out of view.
Puck walked cautiously around to the side of the house where Kurt's basement window was and crouched down beside it as he tapped on the cool glass softly. When Kurt quickly made his way over to the window and unlatched it, Puck swiftly slipped through the opening, landing softly on Kurt's carpeted floor. He reached up and re-locked the window before turning back around and pulling the male diva close.
"Mmm," He mumbled against Kurt's neck, nipping gently with practiced teeth. "I love falling asleep with you in my arms." He picked Kurt up and carried him bridal style over to the bed, Kurt giggling all the while.
He stripped down to his boxers and crawled into bed beside Kurt. Kurt was already in his night-shirt, one of Puck's t-shirts, it was baggy and loose and way too big on him, and it smelt just like the jock. Puck opened his arms and it was everything Kurt could do to keep from launching himself into his boyfriend's embrace. He rested his head against the bigger boy's chest and let out a sigh of contentment when the jock's arms closed around him. Puck absently rubbed his hand up and down Kurt's back, the other cradling his head.
"God, this feels so fucking right being with you like this." Puck whispered, kissing the top of Kurt's head.
"Mmm... I know what you mean. I feel the same way." Kurt whispered, nuzzling his head into Puck's chest, his other hand coming to rest over the jock's heart.
Puck moved his hand off Kurt's head and took hold of the hand that was resting on his chest and laced their fingers together. He began to sing softly, "I love you more with every breath truly, madly, deeply do, I will be strong I will be faithful cause I'm counting on a new beginning. A reason for living. A deeper meaning. Yeah."
He felt the diva's breath even out as it drifted across his bare flesh, signalling that he had fallen asleep. He kissed the top of his head once more and drifted off into a peaceful sleep soon after, his arms tightening around the smaller boy ever so slightly.
The young lovers awoke the next morning to the sound of the alarm blaring from Kurt's phone. Kurt groaned and snuggled further into Puck's arms, desperately trying to ignore the offending noise. Puck let out a yawn and reached over with his free arm to the bedside table, grabbing at the phone blindly. He opened one eye and looked at the object in his hand. He swiped his thumb across the screen effectively turning it off, silence enveloping the room once more. Kurt made a little happy noise and yawned, not planning on moving any time soon. Puck opened the other eye and gazed down at the beautiful boy in his arms. He smiled to himself and shook him lightly, trying to wake him.
"Good morning, Princess, time to get up."
"Mmm... good morning. I don't want to get up. Don't want you to leave."
"Baby, I'm gonna be right back. I'll only be gone 5 minutes. Believe me, I don't wanna move either, but if we don't your dad will come down to wake you and then he'll see that I never went home last night."
Kurt opened his eyes at that and sighed. "You're right. Okay. I'm getting up."
Kurt sat up and Puck hopped out of the bed. He reached his hand down to Kurt and tugged him into a standing position. He kissed him deeply before pulling back and gazing into the brunette's eyes.
"Happy anniversary, baby."
The smile that lit up Kurt's face put the brightest lights of New York to shame. "Happy anniversary, Noah."
The two boys made their way to the shower and Kurt let out a squeal when Puck slapped his ass right as they walked into the bathroom. The jock smirked to himself and closed the door behind them.
The day passed like any other school day until lunch came around. Puck seemed to have disappeared into thin air and Kurt couldn't find him anywhere. He was quite distressed, asking all of his friends multiple times if they had seen the jock.
"I don't get it, Mercedes. Why would he just disappear like that? Where would he go?"
Mercedes sighed; obviously Kurt hadn't been to his locker yet. She linked their arms and began leading them to their lockers. "Maybe he's talking to Mr. Shue about something?"
Kurt exhaled. "Yeah, maybe."
"Before we go eat, let's get our books ready for next period." Mercedes replied as she brought them to a stop outside of her and Kurt's locker. A smile started to spread across her face when Kurt froze after opening his locker, staring at the note that was neatly wrapped around a single red rose lying on the shelf in his locker.
"Well?" She prompted, "Aren't you gonna read it?"
Kurt glanced over at her briefly before reaching out and grabbing the flower, gently removing the note and opening it so he could read it. "You knew about this, didn't you?"
Mercedes chuckled, "Sorry, I couldn't tell you."
Sorry I disappeared, baby, but I totally have an awesome excuse! It's totally worth it I promise! All I can tell you for now is you are not allowed to go home. Right now, Brittany and Mercy are going to be taking you to the spa where you will spend the afternoon getting pampered and treated like a queen. Afterwards you will be taken back to Mercedes' house and you will be getting ready there. I know you're sad you won't get to see me for the rest of the school day but like I said before, it's totally worth it, so stop frowning! Kurt let the frown fall from his face and shook his head with a laughas he continued reading, Not frowning anymore? Good. Just trust me okay? I'll be picking you up at Mercedes' house at 5:00, so make sure you are ready by then. Don't give me that look! I'm giving you five hours to get ready, you can't possibly need more time than that! Besides, I gave you a rose *points to the rose you are holding in your hands* that means you're not allowed to be mad at me! Once again Kurt laughed and shook his head. I love you, baby doll! God, I wish I could kiss you right now. Happy anniversary, Princess.
All my love,
P.S. In case you're freaking out about leaving school early, your Dad is totally in on this. He already called the school and told them he needed to pull you out of school early.
Kurt sighed and held the note against his chest. God he loved that man! He heard another person walk over to join them and looked over to see Brittany standing there beside Mercedes smiling brightly. He shot a silly love sick grin at them.
Mercedes pretended to gag herself with her finger. "God, I've said it before and I'll say it again, you two are so sweet it's disgusting! It makes me nauseous sometimes!"
Kurt laughed."I know, isn't it awesome?"
"You ready to go, Kurty?" Brittany asked sweetly, bouncing with excitement.
Kurt nodded, "Let's go, girls!" He linked arms with his two best girlfriends and the three of them strutted out into the parking lot towards Mercedes' car.
They arrived at the spa and after entering made their way to the receptionist. She simply smiled and welcomed them, "Kurt, Mercedes and Brittany! Welcome back!" The three of them smiled in return, "Follow me right this way please!"
Kurt let out a happy sigh as he and the girls made their way back to the front of the spa. There was nothing he loved more than a nice relaxing spa day. He smiled and gazed down at his manicured nails as Brittany and Mercedes went up to the counter to pay for themselves. God, had he ever needed a manicure badly. He couldn't believe he had gone as long as he had since his last one. He really needed to get them done more often. After Mercedes and Brittany finished paying Kurt went to reach for his wallet but the girl at the desk stopped him.
"You've already been taken care of, sir."
Kurt looked confused then looked at his two friends. "Already taken care of? Did you guys...?" he trailed off as they shook their heads.
"Then who..?" Suddenly it hit him and he began to frown. "No... he didn't!"
The girl smiled, "He said you might react this way. So he said to give you this." She handed him a small folded note. "I have to say, that's quite a man you have there." He unfolded the note and began to read through it.
Stop frowning! What kind of a boyfriend would I be if I made you pay for the spa on our anniversary? Can't wait to see you in a few hours! I love you so goddamn much! God, I really wish I could kiss you right now!
All my love,
Kurt laughed quietly to himself as he folded up the note again and put it in his pocket. He smiled brightly at the girl behind the desk. "He's amazing. Thank you so much for everything! Have a great day!"
She smiled. "You are very welcome, we'll you see you again soon!"
"Bye!" The three of them said in unison as they headed out the door. The drive back to Mercedes' house was full of excitement and laughter. The radio was blaring and all three gleeks sang along at the top of their lungs. Once they were back at Mercedes' house utter panic settled inside of Kurt. He began literally running around, freaking out about what he was gonna wear and how he didn't have any of his face moisturizers or make-up, and he couldn't not use them, not tonight!
"Bitch, calm the fuck down!"
"Don't you, 'but Mercedes' me! We're not even up in my room yet, you haven't even seen what I have for you to get ready with."
Kurt stopped pacing back and forth and slowly turned around to face Mercedes, "What do you mean, 'What you have for me to get ready with'?"
Brittany couldn't stand it anymore. "We totally -"
Mercedes' eyes nearly fell out of their sockets and she rushed over to the blonde girl, clamping a hand over her mouth. "Just go upstairs to my room, honey!"
Kurt shook his head. "You totally...what?"
Brittany struggled to get Mercedes' hand off of her mouth but Mercedes overpowered her. "Just go upstairs, Kurt. You'll find your answers there"
Kurt was up the stairs and in Mercedes' room in a matter of seconds. He entered the room cautiously and looked around, his eyes landing on a note left on Mercedes' bed. He walked over and picked it up.
Almost there, baby! So, I know you're probably freaking out about how you're actually going to get ready seeing as all of your stuff is at your place right? Well, have no fear; I noticed you were running low on all the make-up and face/skin stuff you use, so I took the liberty of replacing them all for you! It's all waiting for you in Mercedes' bathroom. I know, I'm awesome, right? Now as for your clothes you have to talk to Mercy or Brittany about that. All they were willing to tell me was that they were going to take care of it. God, I really, REALLY wish I could kiss you right now! I'll see you at 5:00 beautiful! ;-)
All my love,
"Girls!" Kurt called.
The two girls came bounding into the room speaking at the same time.
Kurt smiled at them, "He replaced ALL of my moisturizers and creams and make-up? Like... that is just so sweet!"
The two girls laughed and Brittany replied, "I know right? I told him he was totally gonna get lucky tonight!"
"Brittany!" Kurt blushed
"What?" The blonde asked, confused. "It's true! That's why you bought that sexy red lacey outfit, isn't it?"
Kurt blushed even deeper and muttered a hasty 'whatever' in reply. Desperate to change the subject he looked around the room for possible topics. His eyes landed on the closet and he smiled as he remembered Puck's note. "So...what am I doing for clothes? Noah told me in his note to ask you guys about it."
Mercedes and Brittany shared a look and then shifted their gaze back to Kurt. Brittany walked over to Kurt and grabbed his hand. "We both wanted to give you and Puck something for your anniversary, so we went shopping and..." Her voice trailed off as Mercedes walked over to open her closet and retrieve the outfit they had purchased for him.
"We bought you this!" Mercedes said as she carried the outfit over to the pair and laid it out on her bed. The outfit consisted of: a pair of black dress pants that flared out at the knee, a purple off-the-shoulder sweater with a foldover collar and shiny-finished sequins, and a pair of pointy toed black dress shoes. Kurt gaped at his friends.
"Guys...this is just...wow...I don't know what to say!"
Mercedes smiled at him. "Just say thank you!"
He hugged them both tightly. "Thank you.. but what did you get Noah?"
Brittany giggled, "You wearing that red sexy lingerie for him."
Kurt blushed, "Oh..."
Brittany scrunched up her nose as she caught sight of the time. "Kurty! Shouldn't you be getting ready now? I mean its 3:30 and Puck said to make sure you were ready for 5:00."
Kurt shrieked and ran to the bathroom.
Puck pulled into Mercedes' driveway and shut the truck off. He couldn't wait to see Kurt. I bet he looks gorgeous, he thought to himself. He was looking rather good too, if he did say so himself. He hadn't shaved that morning and dark stubble covered his face, Kurt loved it when he had stubble. He was wearing a pair of charcoal black dress pants with a black belt, a red button down dress shirt with a black vest over top and a black tie, and a pair of black wing tips. He couldn't remember the last time he wore a tie, never mind wing tips, but Kurt was worth it. He wanted tonight to be absolutely perfect for Kurt.
He ran a hand over his mohawk and got out of his truck. Taking a deep breath he walked up the pathway to Mercedes' front porch and knocked on the door. He heard footsteps descend down a flight of stairs as someone made their way to the door. The door suddenly swung open and both Mercedes and Brittany were standing on the other side looking at him. Mercedes whistled as she looked him up and down. "Damn...look at you."
Puck smiled. "I look okay? Do you think Kurt will like it?"
Brittany giggled and did high kicks while clapping her hands and jumping up and down at the same time. "Oh he's totally gonna love it! You look so hot!"
Puck smirked at that. "Thanks. So speaking of which, is Kurt ready?"
Mercedes smiled at him and moved aside, ushering him in. "He's almost ready, just adding the finishing touches. I'll go get him for you." She turned around ran back up the stairs to her room. She knocked on the door as she opened it and popped her head inside. "Kurt, sweetie? Puck's here. You ready?"
Kurt spritzed some vanilla body spray on himself and looked at his reflection in the mirror one last time. He smoothed his hands over the fabric of the sweater and turned around slightly to look at his backside.
"Oh Kurt, you look wonderful. He's gonna be crazy for you."
"You think so? I look okay?" Kurt asked as he turned to look at his friend, biting his lip.
Mercedes had to keep from laughing because she was sure she just went through the same thing with Puck. "I know so. You look fabulous! Now come on, he's waiting for you."
Puck was laughing as Brittany told him about her adventures at the park with a duck. She was half way through her story when Puck looked up at the stairs to see Kurt slowly walking down them. The laugh died in his throat and his mouth went dry as he took in the brunette's appearance. The black dress pants Kurt had on were sinfully tight and clung to the curves of his ass and thighs just right. He swallowed hard and offered Kurt a smile as the soprano came to a stop right in front of him, smiling back.
"Baby, you look so beautiful. Just... damn."
Kurt giggled and bit his lip shyly, looking up at Puck through his lashes "Thank you. You look so handsome."
Puck grinned, his eyes locked on Kurt's. Oh yeah, he thought to himself, tonight was the night, he could already feel it. "You ready to go?"
Kurt nodded and turned back around to face his friends. He pulled them into a hug, thanking them. Puck smiled and said goodbye letting Kurt exit through the door first before following him outside to his truck. He walked around to the passenger side and opened the door letting Kurt climb in before closing it again. He walked back around to the driver's side and climbed in. He pulled out of the driveway and drove off down the road towards the restaurant he had made reservations at.
"So where exactly are we going?" Kurt asked, his curiosity getting the better of him.
"For dinner; I made reservations at that Italian restaurant you've been talking to Mercy about, Mama Rosella's."
Kurt's eyes widened, that place was expensive. "Oh my God, Noah, really?"
Puck laced their fingers together and brought Kurt's hand up to his lips, kissing it softly. "Yes. I know how much you've been wanting to go there, so I'm taking you. That's why I wanted you to be ready right at 5:00. Our reservations are for 5:30 and if we're late they'll give our table away. I couldn't tell you that though because I wanted it to be a surprise."
They arrived at the restaurant and after walking in the front doors they approached the host stand. Noah nodded and smiled at the woman standing there. "Hi there, I have reservations for two under the name Puckerman."
The woman smiled. "Of course, right this way Mr. Puckerman. I'll show you to your table."
Their dinner was absolutely fabulous and by the end of the meal both boys were stuffed. When the waiter came by with their cheque Puck handed him his credit card. The waiter soon returned with the billfold and handed it back to Puck with a smile. "Here you are, Mr. Puckerman. Thank you and have a great evening."
Puck smiled and nodded. "Thanks, man, you too." He signed the slip of paper, leaving a generous tip, and turned back to Kurt with a smile, "Ready to go, baby?"
Kurt nodded with a grin, "Yeah, I'm ready."
Both boys stood up and Puck offered his arm to Kurt. Kurt smiled and laced his arm through Puck's as they made their way out of the restaurant and back over to Puck's truck. Puck was nervous now. Brittany told him she thought he was gonna get lucky tonight and fuck he'd be lying if he said he wasn't kinda hoping she was right, but he didn't want Kurt to think that was why he did all this. Okay sure, he really wanted to make love to Kurt, but he didn't want Kurt to think he was pressuring him. He would never pressure him.
When he pulled into Kurt's driveway, both boys let out a sigh of relief when they saw that Burt's car wasn't there. Once inside, Puck backed Kurt up against the door.
"God, I've been wanting to do this all day." Puck murmured as he leaned forward and kissed Kurt heatedly. Kurt let out a gasp when Puck moved away from his mouth and latched his lips onto Kurt's neck, sucking at the delicate flesh. Kurt moaned and wrapped his arms around Puck's neck, playing with the hair on the back of his head.
Puck pulled away after a few minutes and rested his forehead against Kurt's."I have one more thing for you, baby."
"Noah, you've already done so much for me!"
Puck kissed him quickly, "You deserve it all, baby. Now follow me, it's downstairs in your room. Close your eyes first."
"But Noah -" Kurt started to protest.
"Just trust me, Princess. Close your eyes. That's it. Now keep 'em closed and don't open them till I say you can." Instead of trying to lead him down the stairs Puck picked him up and carried him down. He gently put Kurt back down on the ground and told him to keep his eyes closed. He grabbed the lighter he left on Kurt's nightstand and quickly went around the room lighting all the candles he had set up. Once they were all lit he walked back over to Kurt and gave him the go ahead to open his eyes.
"Oh my God...Noah..." Kurt's breath caught in his throat and his eyes misted over as he looked around his bedroom. The lights were dimmed and candles were lit everywhere. Four bouquets of roses were sitting in various spots in his room, one on his nightstand, two in the bathroom and one on the table in front of his sofa. Rose petals were sprinkled all over the floor and all on his bed. Soft music was playing in the background. His gaze was watery as he looked back over at his boyfriend.
Puck smiled and gently reached up to caress Kurt's cheek. "Happy anniversary, Kurt."
Kurt smiled brightly back. "Oh Noah... I... I have something for you as well."
Kurt bit his lip. He wanted Puck to make love to him. He wanted it so badly, he had never been so sure as he was now. If he had had any doubts this whole day had definitely killed them all. "Wait here for a second I have to get it from my closet."
Kurt sashayed over to his closet, his hips swaying back and forth. Puck licked his lips, desire filling his body as he watched Kurt's ass. He felt his dick twitch and come to life as thoughts of Kurt's lips wrapped around his cock and swallowing his thick length to the hilt plagued his mind. Goddamn, he was horny. He palmed his semi-erection through his dress pants, trying to relieve some pressure. Even if this only earned him a blow job, after seeing Kurt's face as he took in the decorated room it was totally worth it. He could, and he would, wait for Kurt, but fuck he couldn't help but hope. Just then the closet door squeaked open and Kurt came into view. Puck's jaw went slack and he promptly forgot the entire English language
Kurt stood at the frame of the open closet door, his arm resting daintly against the door jam. He was wearing the outfit he bought at Victoria's Secret; red silk tank top, red lacey boy short panties, red stockings with garters, and he completed the outfit with red 'fuck me' stilettos. A seductive smile adorned his face as he gazed at his boyfriend. "Happy anniversary, Noah."
Puck just stared, his brain had apparently decided to shut off and give complete control to his crotch. Kurt looked sexy...like, really sexy. He wasn't quite sure what he was expecting but he sure as hell wasn't expecting this. His dick was harder than a diamond now and was beginning to tent his pants obscenely.
"Do you like your present?" Kurt asked, biting his lip shyly.
Puck gulped and nodded dumbly before stammering out a reply. "Oh baby...fuck... you look.. so..fucking sexy."
Kurt slowly walked over to Puck who was still standing in the middle of the room. He came to a stop right in front of him, mere inches between them, and whispered seductively into the muscular boy's ear. "Don't you want to unwrap your present?" He grabbed the jock's hands and placed them on his hips.
Puck's brain finally switched back on as his hands came in contact with the red lace. He literally growled as he claimed Kurt's lips in a hot, possessive kiss. He slid his big tan hands over Kurt's hips and cupped both cheeks, squeezing them firmly as he pressed his arousal against Kurt. The soprano moaned and Puck licked into his mouth, deepening the kiss. Kurt broke off with a gasp and Puck latched on to Kurt's pulse point, nipping and sucking at the delicate flesh, making his mark.
"Mine." he growled possessively, biting into the other side of Kurt's neck.
"Yours." Kurt responded breathlessly.
Kurt opened Puck's vest and pushed it off his shoulders, discarding it onto the ground. Puck grunted and licked his way up to Kurt's earlobe, nipping at it gently. Keeping one hand firmly planted on Kurt's ass, he raised his other hand to grab his tie, yanking it loose and throwing it across the room as Kurt untucked his shirt and started to unbutton it. Growing impatient with the buttons Puck pulled away and literally ripped the shirt open, buttons flying everywhere. He balled the shirt up in his hand and threw it across the room as he reclaimed Kurt's mouth. He let out a groan when Kurt pressed a hand against his crotch, squeezing it lightly. He took his hand off of Kurt's ass and slipped it into the back of his panties, using a finger to rub small circles teasingly around Kurt's opening. Kurt moaned into the kiss and pressed back against Noah's hand. He made to start removing his own clothes when Noah pulled away from his lips, his voice husky and thick with the lust.
"Don't...Don't take anything off yet."
He sank his teeth into Kurt's collar bone, causing the smaller boy to cry out in pleasure. Kurt brought his hands to Puck's trousers and undid the button as he slowly sank to his knees. Puck's eyes were black with lust and need as he watched Kurt intently. The brunette leaned forward and gingerly grabbed the zipper with his teeth, very slowly lowering the zipper. Kurt licked his lips when Puck's cock came springing out. God, he loved when Noah went commando.
Puck groaned long and low when Kurt's soft hands wrapped around his thick length and slowly started to jack him off. The diva leaned forward and licked a stripe up the length of Puck's cock before slowly taking him into his mouth.
"Oh fuck!"Puck groaned when he felt his balls rest against Kurt's chin. The brunette's cheeks hollowed out as he pulled back until only the tip was in his mouth. He slowly plunged back down again, deep throating the jock's thick shaft in one go. Puck fisted a handful of Kurt's hair as a string of curse words left his mouth.
"Damn baby, suck that big fucking cock. Fuck yeah, that's it... Shit, just like that...oh fuck."
Kurt started to pull back and Puck tried to follow his mouth with his cock. Kurt held on to Puck's hips, keeping him in place and pulled off of Puck's member with a lewd pop. He stood back up and kissed Puck softly, gripping his biceps. He broke away after a few minutes and looked Puck in the eye.
"Noah... make love to me."
The world stopped and Puck blinked and raised a hand to Kurt's cheek, "Baby, are you sure?"
Kurt nodded. "More than anything. Make love to me, Noah. Make me yours."
Puck pulled Kurt close and kissed him passionately as he scooped Kurt up into arms and carried him over to the bed. The jock removed what little clothing Kurt had on, all the while kissing and sucking at Kurt's neck. He reached over to the nightstand where he had put some lube and a condom, just in case. He grabbed the bottle of astroglide and poured a generous amount into his hand. He slicked up a few fingers and nudged Kurt's legs apart. He rubbed slow circles around Kurt's hole before gently slipping a finger inside the tight opening, moaning as the tight walls clenched around his digit. He could just imagine what it would feel like to have those walls clenching and squeezing his cock. Kurt gasped at the unfamiliar feeling of something being inside of him. He gasped again when Puck's finger brushed against something, sending a jolt of pleasure up his spine.
Puck smirked. "Found it." He tapped against Kurt's prostate one more time before adding a second slicked up finger into Kurt's hole. He slid them in and out a few times and then scissored them apart, stretching Kurt in preparation for his cock. He was a lot bigger and a LOT thicker than a couple of fingers. He added a third finger just to be safe and slowly began sliding them in and out of Kurt. Kurt threw his head back against the pillow and arched his back, letting out a moan.
Puck removed his fingers and Kurt moaned at the loss. He grabbed for the condom when Kurt reached over and place a hand on his, stopping him. "No condom... just you. Please Noah... I want to be yours. Make me yours."
Puck leaned forward and kissed Kurt slow and deeply. He grabbed his thick meaty pole with his hand that still had lube in it he and slicked it up. He climbed on top of Kurt and positioned himself between his spread legs. He looked deep into Kurt's eyes and slowly began to push inside the soprano.
"I love you," He murmured softly, pressing his lips to Kurt's. "Just say the word and I'll stop."
He slowly sank all the way into the soprano's hot channel and, fuck, Kurt felt amazing. It was everything he could to do to keep from slamming into Kurt over and over. He stopped once he was completely sheathed in Kurt's tight heat, allowing the smaller boy to adjust to the size and feeling of his big cock.
Kurt bit his lip and breathed slowly, feeling Puck caress his sides and hips gently. Puck was huge and it hurt like hell for the first few seconds when he first entered him. The pain slowly subsided to a dull ache.
"Okay, you can move." Kurt whimpered, hoping that maybe once Puck started moving it would start to feel better.
Puck groaned and his hips began a slow lazy roll as he began to gently thrust inside the soprano. "Oh Kurt, you feel so good. Fuck."
Kurt gasped and moaned when Puck's cock suddenly hit that same spot his fingers had. He cried out in pleasure, "Noah!"
Puck kissed Kurt deeply, pulling out till just the head of his cock was inside before slowly and deeply thrusting back inside the soprano, making sure to hit that spot. Kurt wrapped his legs around Puck's lower back, and linked his ankles together. He threw his head back and moaned louder as Puck's thick fuckrod hit his prostate again.
"Like that baby?" Puck panted out, starting a steady rhythm of long, deep thrusts.
Kurt writhed against the bed and fisted the sheets as he arched his back, moaning Puck's name again and again, as the muscular boy continually hit his prostate. Puck leaned down and began sucking on Kurt's neck as he slowly picked up the pace of his thrusts, growling animalistically when Kurt's walls clenched around his cock.
Puck picked up speed with every thrust, Kurt getting louder every time. Pretty soon the soprano was screaming Puck's name in pleasure. The jock was slamming into his prostate with every stroke and Kurt felt his orgasm begin to build, starting at the base of his spine and spreading throughout his body. Puck growled and sank his teeth into Kurt's shoulder, slamming into Kurt with every thrust. Puck had been fucking Kurt for over an hour and his body glistened with sweat. He felt his balls tighten and knew he wouldn't last much longer.
"Fuck... baby... M'so close!"
Kurt moaned as Puck's hips starting thrusting at a rapid pace. "Oh Noah. God, you're so amazing. Your big, thick cock feels so good inside me. Oh God, yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. YES!"
Puck let out a growl and exploded inside the soprano, cumming harder than he ever had before. His cock throbbed and pulsed as jet after jet of thick, creamy cum emptied out of his balls and into Kurt's eager and thoroughly fucked hole. He continued to thrust inside the soprano, riding out his orgasm, making sure to hit his prostate and with one last mighty thrust of his hips sent Kurt spiralling over the edge. His orgasm hit him hard and Kurt screamed out Puck's name, hitting notes Mariah Carey would be jealous of. Puck moaned low in his throat as Kurt's walls spasmed around his cock and squeezed tight around him. A huge cocky smirk spread across his face when he realized that Kurt hadn't touched himself once and that he literally came from Puck's cock alone. Kurt whimpered as the last of his orgasm spread through his body, leaving him panting in post coital bliss.
Puck leaned forward and pressed their lips together. The kiss was deep and intimate as both boys slowly came back down from their highs. Puck slowly pulled out and Kurt whimpered at the feeling of being empty. The jock lay down on the bed beside the brunette and gathered the boy in his arms.
Puck began, "That was-"
"Fucking hot!" Kurt interrupted, making Puck chuckle. "Like...that was just... God."
Later that night as they lay in bed together, Kurt once again resting his head on Puck's muscular chest, they softly talked about the day's events. Puck rubbed his hand absently up and down Kurt's back, his other hand linked together with Kurt's.
"Thank you, Noah. For today. It was absolutely perfect."
"Anything for you, baby."
They chatted quietly for a bit longer before Kurt breathed out an "I love you" to Puck as he drifted off into a peaceful sleep. Puck gazed down at the boy in his arms and kissed the top of his head softly. He smiled to himself and murmured into the brunette's ear. "I love you more than life itself".