Puck isn't afraid to have sex in a public place. Sure the trouble would be bad for a little while if they were caught, but they'd still have that memory. That memory of her clutching at one of the most important inanimate objects in her life. The idea makes the muscles in his neck tighten and the toes on his other foot curl up. There's also the chairs. Sitting down and having her ride him on one of those will always stay in his spank bank for when she had to stay a night with her dads and Puck had to be home.
"Ridin--oh." He wanted to finish the sentence, but his body was starting to tingle. "Riding me in one of the chairs." It came out kind of rushed as a hand slid down her body to clutch at her thigh. His other hand held firmly to the pillows they were laying on. "I wanted--to fuck you so bad in my truck--" The end of that was supposed to be at lunch, but he couldn't quite find the words as he shut his eyes tightly.
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Date: 2012-02-01 07:46 am (UTC)"Ridin--oh." He wanted to finish the sentence, but his body was starting to tingle. "Riding me in one of the chairs." It came out kind of rushed as a hand slid down her body to clutch at her thigh. His other hand held firmly to the pillows they were laying on. "I wanted--to fuck you so bad in my truck--" The end of that was supposed to be at lunch, but he couldn't quite find the words as he shut his eyes tightly.