"Do we need some?" She at least knows what lube is, but she didn't think she'd really need it if it was just her hand...right? "Why would you need fl-...oh." She turns bright red again, turning her focus back to the hand pumping his length steadily. He asks what she wants him to do, but there's only so many things that she knows about so she tucks her forehead against the crook of his neck. "I just...I wanna do this for you. You don't have to do anything." This isn't a new sentence for her. But this time, she isn't saying it because she knows she's not getting anything out of this deal anyway (she knows Puck can do much better for her than she can for him), but because it's genuinely true. Because Saturday was amazing and she's gotta repay him somehow.