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Who?
supmilf and Noah "Puck" Puckerman
Where? The Fabray house
When? Late night, immediately after the discussion about kinky!Quinn
What? You figure it out?
Puck showed up at Quinn's house literally 20 minutes after their cell conversation. She wanted to have sex, and he was more than fucking ready to end his dry spell. Because, honestly? A combination of dirty thoughts and a sore wrist? Not the most fun for Puck. The boy was used to getting it when and where he wanted it, and if not for Quinn? He'd still be getting it all the time. It said a lot for him, though, that all of his dirty thoughts were about Quinn now, though he doubted she'd see it that way. Yeah, babe, I only jerk off to you... Yeah. He figured that wouldn't be the most impressive thing to her.
He parked a block down from the Fabray house, and walked, texting Quinn I'm outside your window. Lemme in.
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Where? The Fabray house
When? Late night, immediately after the discussion about kinky!Quinn
What? You figure it out?
Puck showed up at Quinn's house literally 20 minutes after their cell conversation. She wanted to have sex, and he was more than fucking ready to end his dry spell. Because, honestly? A combination of dirty thoughts and a sore wrist? Not the most fun for Puck. The boy was used to getting it when and where he wanted it, and if not for Quinn? He'd still be getting it all the time. It said a lot for him, though, that all of his dirty thoughts were about Quinn now, though he doubted she'd see it that way. Yeah, babe, I only jerk off to you... Yeah. He figured that wouldn't be the most impressive thing to her.
He parked a block down from the Fabray house, and walked, texting Quinn I'm outside your window. Lemme in.