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time to do what santana does best.. revenge: noahh-sexshark-puckerman: Smirking to himself as he heard her pleas,...

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"Yes. Fuck yes," she moaned down to him. Santana loved to hear how amazing she tasted. She loved knowing no other girl made his mouth water like hers did. The Latina allowed herself to be thrown on the bed, truly loving when he manhandled her. She felt her arousal increase again as her hips jerked. "Fuck yeah. Clean me up baby. Lick me clean and make me scream again." Santana loved that he cleaned her. No man ever cleaned her like this and she loved his tongue. Her hips jerked against his face, and her hands reached down to hold his head down into her dripping cunt. "Come on I know you can do better than that. Make me fucking scream," she demanded her nails clawing at the thin strip of hair. Ooc: sorry net went out so I'm mobile.

That was one thing about having sex when high, it was a hell of a lot more verbal. The both of them seemed to talk more, they admitted things more easily and they begged at the click of their fingers. It worked perfectly for them. Hearing her words as she gripped onto the strip of hair upon his head it only made his tongue find it’s was in deeper, biting the skin of her folds, desperate to make sure he gathered every single last drop. His tongue flicked her sensitive and soaked cunt, desperate to make her scream, his tongue doing everything in it’s power to make that happen. Puck’s mouth did many wicked but pleasurable things, it was a well known fact. His face pushed in close by Santana he moaned against her, just for the vibration. His hands on her waist, pulling her towards her as his finger nails clawed into the skin. ooc: thats alright, my internet cut out too :/

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Smirking to himself as he heard her pleas, he needed to heard her scream, he needed her to gain the most intense pleasure possible. “fuck.. Yeah.. I can feel it, your soaked..” he whispered as his hand moved around from her ass to the front, slipping under to her...

"fuck, you taste amazing, so fucking good. I could kick up those juices all day..you taste so much better than any other girl. So much better" he told her as he added in three fingers, pushing them into her at an alarmingly fast pace. "I can feel how close you are baby, your gonna cum aren't you.. Mm, cum just for me. " he begged as she threw her head back, his buzzed eyes watching her moves closely as he felt the rush of hot liquid on his fingers "So fucking hot.. He groaned before letting his body tower over her, throwing her backward so her back was flat in the bed. His head made it's way between her soaked thighs, it had been one if the wettest he had ever seen her. It was only fair he cleaned up the mess, so running his tongue along her folds he began to suck her clit, his tongue skillfully managing to enter her. He made sure he never misses a drop.

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Santana smirked as she saw the scratched down the front of his chest. They signified that he was hers, even if he didn’t want to be. “Fuck,” she moaned out as his teeth sunk into her skin. Her ass rocked back into his hands as her head nodded. “Dripping, babe. Touch me please.” She could already feel the bottom of her suit growing soaked, and her clit was twitching to be touched. Santana’s hands wrapped around his shoulder, her nails digging into the skin in an attempt to pull him closer to her. “Puck,” she moaned out as her hips continued to buck against his. “Please, fucking touch me.” She had no qualms about begging when she was high. She just needed the friction. Her desire to feel his calloused fingers rubbing harshly at her clit was too great. 

Smirking to himself as he heard her pleas, he needed to heard her scream, he needed her to gain the most intense pleasure possible. “fuck.. Yeah.. I can feel it, your soaked..” he whispered as his hand moved around from her ass to the front, slipping under to her clit. “yeah I bet you do..” his breath ragged as he whispered into her ear gently, biting the lobe as he teased the slick, wet folds, just one finger at first but he was finding the space confined so moving his hands he hooked his fingers on the band of her panties then pulled them down roughly, his hand quickly returning afterwards to her soaked clit, rubbing hard against it before sucking the juices off his finger then returning with one hard thrust into her, going straight in with no built up “I want you scream my name San..” he begged, soon finding a quick pace to go at.

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Santana barely got to take another drag before she felt his lips on her. A moan left her throat the second his teeth sunk into her lip. Fuck. She reached over to put the joint on her nightstand, not really caring about it as much anymore. Santana moved so she was fully seated in his lap, her arms around his neck. Her tongue ran along his loving the taste more than she normally did. She let her hips rock against his, feeling the bulge already forming in his jeans. Wasting little time, Santana reached up and untied the top of her bikini it falling down. She untied the back and pulled off her top completely, letting it fall on the floor. 

His arm grabbed hold of her leg, swinging it around to se was sitting properly on his lap then grabbed hold of her thigh, pulling her close, his hips bucking upwards to reach her rocks. His attention focussed purely on Santana, no one else, not even Lauren. He was too far gone to even realise she was going to be hearing everything that they were doing. Removing his lips from hers he threw off his shirt, scratches down his chest from the other day courtesy of Santana’s fierce and sharp nails. Grabbing old of the back of her neck with one hand, he pulled her in closer as his lips moved down her face to her jaw line then down to her neck, his teeth sinking into her neck and sucking upon it, how could he say no to someone like her? “Fuck.. San..” he muttered against her neck as his hands moved around her back, cascading down it before letting his hands find their way under her bottoms, capping her ass and squeezing it tightly. “you wet for me baby?”

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“Shut up, fucker.” Santana took the joint from it, taking the second drag. She repeated his actions before letting out a deep sigh. Drugs weren’t her thing - she’d prefer to be drunk off her ass 24/7. But weed she could handle. In this form, or in the form of pot brownies. Which were her one weakness. She was completely oblivious to the fact that he had in fact called Lauren. She handed him back the joint before laying down on her back. Santana let her head fall into his lap. She was already feeling a buzz from the weed because it had been that long since she had actually gotten high. Her hand ran up and down his thigh, already feeling the need to be close to him. 

Taking another drag, his mind was already feeling the effect. The only reason he suggested the weed really was because once he was high he would automatically forget he had called her and then he wouldn’t be tempted to hang up the phone. He felt the buzz, taking yet another drag before handing it back to Santana and looking down to the brunette, who’s head was resting on his lap. He smirked slightly, his eyes catching hers before exhaling then moving down, his lips catching her as he bit down on her bottom lip, tugging on the skin and pulling it upwards before his tongue mixed with hers, the distinct taste of weed mixing with her own taste, his own hand running down her side .

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Santana rolled her eyes, bringing her legs up on the bed to fold under her. “If I wanted a fucked therapy session, I’d get myself a therapist. I thought the plan was to get high.” She hated how he could see inside her head like that. Nobody else cold do that. She was always careful about keeping her emotions in check and coming off like she didn’t have any. That wasn’t the case with Puck. Puck knew her like the back of his hand, and while it intrigued her, it also scared the shit out of her. “Seriously, I’m not going to wait for you.” She wasn’t in the mood for the games today. She wanted to get high, get laid and forget about fucking Zizes. At least when they were high, and fucking she knew she was the only girl on his mind. She knew Lauren didn’t make him feel like she did. Puck needed a woman that could please him, and allow him to please her. No girl other than Santana could do that for him.

Puck sighed slightly, she never opened up and although Puck didn’t either, it pissed him off even more. He knew her inside out yet she’d never admit things. Knowing she wasn’t messing around or playing games he took his phone out pressing the call button then sat it down on her bedside dresser, this must have been the worse way to break up with someone. It was down right cheating but it would be worth it in the end, Right. “fine then” he mumbled taking the weed out his back pocket, he rolled it up into a joint and scrambled for his lighter as he sat down beside her, kicking off his shoes as he lit it up. He never usually got involved with drugs, especially after his time in Juvi. But it was just a little fun after all, no harm really done. Taking the first drag from it, he sucked in a lot before exhaling, the smoke trailing around the room around them, he was just waiting for it to take effect “here. Since your so clearly desperate..”

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Santana felt her lips form a hard line before she nodded. She hated knowing that she had to get his ass high in order for him to choose her. In fact it basically killed her. Letting go of him fully, Santana started to lead into the house. This time she put no extra swing in her step, there was nothing. She walked up the steps and pushed open the door to her room. Santana sat on the bed, pulling off her heels and looking at him. “Are you going to come in here and get high with me or not?” Her arms folded over her chest as she watched him. “I don’t have all day Puckerman.”

Sighing slightly, he frowned himself. No seductive ass shake, no more teasing. What the hell did she expect? They weren’t together and technically he was cheating. Even if it wasn’t true, he at least had to make it seem like Lauren came first in this. Because really, she should, even if Puck didn’t always want that to be true. Following her up the stairs, leaning against the door frame looking over to her “You in a mood aren’t you?” he asked, raising his brow “you hate the fact that I’d much rather be with Lauren than you. You hate that I’ve got her and all you get is one night things.. And just because I chose her first, you get all pissy about it.” He explained, knowing exactly what was going on in her head, most because he did want her too. He just couldn’t find the perfect was to dump Lauren and that was all that was stopping him. That’s why his plan to get high could come in handy. He had a plan. He’s sit his phone down and call Laurens number, leaving her a voicemail and hopefully she’d be able to hear them at it and Lauren would be so pissed off that she’d leave him. Sure it was cruel of him, but if he was honest with himself, Santana did give him more of what he needed. Not Lauren.

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The latina whimpered under his grip. It was probably sick to post people but she always got so turned on when he mixed pain with pleasure. And sometimes it was only the pain part. Santana’s tongue continued to trail along the shell of his ear before she pulled the lobe between her teeth. “And what if Lauren calls?” She needed to know that she was going to be his only priority. The last thing she needed was for him to be fucking her, get a call from that bitch and leave her high and dry. Her own hands dipped between the two of them, running down his body. Even clothed she loved the feeling of him under her finger tips. Santana let her hands dance along his shorts, before she grabbed the forming bulge, hard. 

A smirk graced his lips as he heard her question. If he was like this? Then sure, one call from Lauren and he would have dropped her as quickly as he had came over here. But if he was high? Then no doubt he would be far too interested in Santana. “Well you better get me high before I change my mind..” he whispered, seeing her wince slightly. He had a thing with pain, the more bruises, scars and even blood sometimes, just means the better the sex, the more intense it is. “Well, what are you waiting for?” he asked griping her waist tighter as he felt her gripping the growing bulge in his shorts. He pulled her in closer she grinned, whispering her ear “lead the way..”

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Santana whimper against his touch, hating how much she craved it. Her arms looped around his neck and she melted into his arms. “I lied,” she admitted softly. “Even if I did you know you hate the idea of me being out with another man.” She leaned down to press an opened mouth kiss at the nape of his neck. “His lips on my skin. His hands on my waist. Him marking me. Making me his and scream out his name. It gets to you.” This was their game. They’d push each other until one of them cracked. One of them had to crack. “Forget Zizes. Why have that when you know you want this?” Santana’s hands latched onto his, and ran his hands down her slender waist. She continued to drag his hands up and down her hips, reminding him of her body. “Stay.” She cooed into his ear, her tongue tracing the shell of it.

Those teasing whispers, she knew how to make him want her. It wasn’t hard, even just her touch was something he desperately craved. They knew how each other worked, and they both knew they were good together, but there was always that stubbornness in them that made them want to deny their feelings towards each other. Her arms slid down her slender body, hearing her say about him with another guy. Yeah of course that frustrated him, he heated thinking about it, and no doubt he’d find out who and attempt to knock them out. His hand gripped angrily on to her hips, over her bruises, knowing that it would probably hurt her, but she was doing this to him and he couldn’t help it. “I’ll stay.. But only if you help me smoke his weed..” he caved in eventually, feeling her tongue along the shell of his ear. How could anyone say no to her.

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ooc: sorry i wasn't on last night

it's was my schools prom :/ so yeah. I'm back now though (:

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Puck, just being curious here. Do you still throw people in the Dumpster even during the holidays? Because if you do, I can't see the point.

I tend to go for somethng a little more high class during the holidays. Like the pool or something. of course i don't.

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Puck simply shrugged, hearing she already had a ‘date’ tonight. He knew what she was doing, but yet he played along “Well that’s a shame.. I guess I’ll just take this away, and be on my way home. I wouldn’t want to intrude on your date now, would I?” he replied,...

Feeling his body being twirled around, just as he was about to leave he smirked softly pushing gis lips fiercly against hers. He knew she would give in, he chose his words carefully just so she would want him to stay. He might appear dumb at times, but he was really quite clever, well with things like this anyway. Pulling back from her lips he smirked "I thought you had a date? Now how would he feel seeing us like this" he asked, pulling her closer than before. "I really don't think you understood. I gave you a chance, you clearly didn't want to take it.." he whispered teasingly, delibraltly trying to wind her up. "and im still waiting for that calk from Lauren.. I really wouldn't want to miss that" his voice was rasped as he breathed against her lips "make me want to stay.."

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“Fuck You Lopez..” he scowled, hearing comment about seeing I’d he could find his balls somewhere along the way. Sometimes he really just wanted to hit her for some of the little sarcastic comments that escaped his lips. Of course he watched her ass, shaking like a pendulum on a really old clock, side to side and just so freely, it was a fucking gorgeous sight. He knew this would be tricky, but knowing he would have to now wait 2 hours until he could take the machine away from the pool, he did have some time to kill, and the perfect view of her ass through the doors he couldn’t help but grin. Biting his lip he grabbed sime money from behind the bar, shoving it deep in his pocket the making his way out to the car. It did look like he was leaving, the way he left without warning, but upon reaching the car he grabbed his weed, all wrapped up in joints and his lighter. The least they could do was have some fun, right? Making his way into the house he looked at that perfect ass one last time before standing across th island at her, moving it out the way and then slamming the weed down. “I thought we could have some fun.” he shrugged, leaning in closer to him ” I’ve got more than enough to get us high, upto you..”

Santana’s eyes shot up to lock with his as she glared at him. They floated back to the weed before she leaned in to him. “What makes you think I want to get high with you?” She knew exactly what would happen if they got high. They would literally fuck each other all over her house. They had done it at his house last summer, and that was strike three with Mama Puckerman for Santana. She had since been banned from his house, and had yet to be caught sneaking into it. “Besides, what about elephant? Won’t she be calling you soon?” The thought hit Santana that if she really wanted to, she could probably get into his pants and get Lauren to dump him in one shot. She just had to find a way to get him to fuck her while on the phone with Zizes. The latina licked her lips, dragging out the movement of her tongue. “Besides, I have a date tonight.” Blatant lie. But it wasn’t like she couldn’t get one. Maybe she’d call up her brother, have him hook her up with one of his college friends. Santana stood up from the island, and walked over to pick up her glass of wine from earlier. She took a small sip, smirking behind the rim. Adjusting the bottom of her suit, the brunette winced as she hit one of the bruises from the other day. 

Puck simply shrugged, hearing she already had a ‘date’ tonight. He knew what she was doing, but yet he played along “Well that’s a shame.. I guess I’ll just take this away, and be on my way home. I wouldn’t want to intrude on your date now, would I?” he replied, grabbing the weed and placing it in his pocket as he watched her walking over to Santana at the counter, spotting her wince slightly “Y’know I’m surprised you can even walk today.. Your hips and legs are covered in bruises.. Not to mention those ones on your neck..” he teased as he pressed two fingers to her neck over a large bruise on it “I’m sure your date wont appreciate these.. He’ll just know your getting better from someone else.” Puck explained before leaning back on another counter “But, whatever.. I’ll just go home.. Have some awesome phone sex with my girlfriend and smoke my weed.. Why would I need anything else?” he put so much emphasis on ’my girlfriend’ dragging it out just to piss her off. He smirked, turning on his heels, making his way out to the pool again, making sure the machine was still doing the job.

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Thinking over his other plans the ones not involving Lauren’s calls he couldn’t help but think if the fun he could have with Santana if she was high. He remembered the last time they had experimented with something like that, they ended up on his kitchen counter, his...

"Fuck You Lopez.." he scowled, hearing comment about seeing I'd he could find his balls somewhere along the way. Sometimes he really just wanted to hit her for some of the little sarcastic comments that escaped his lips. Of course he watched her ass, shaking like a pendulum on a really old clock, side to side and just so freely, it was a fucking gorgeous sight. He knew this would be tricky, but knowing he would have to now wait 2 hours until he could take the machine away from the pool, he did have some time to kill, and the perfect view of her ass through the doors he couldn't help but grin. Biting his lip he grabbed sime money from behind the bar, shoving it deep in his pocket the making his way out to the car. It did look like he was leaving, the way he left without warning, but upon reaching the car he grabbed his weed, all wrapped up in joints and his lighter. The least they could do was have some fun, right? Making his way into the house he looked at that perfect ass one last time before standing across th island at her, moving it out the way and then slamming the weed down. "I thought we could have some fun." he shrugged, leaning in closer to him " I've got more than enough to get us high, upto you.."