noah-pucksaurus:

Puck nodded slightly and smiled at Santana. He was happy she was okay, and that they could just be alone now. “I dunno.” he muttered when she asked him.  He was content just lying here and snuggling with her. But then again, they could do something, go somewhere… He looked down at her and kissed her lips lightly. “I’m happy just being with you.”

“I am too,” she replied quietly, returning Puck’s kiss. There was something so comforting about Puck holding her in his arms. No matter what worries troubled her mind, they seemed to immediately erase the moment their skin touched. Even when they were doing nothing at all, she was the happiest she had ever been. She snuggled her head into the crook of his neck and kissed the skin there lightly while her hands wrapped around him and traced little circles on his back. “I have a feeling the majority of our future will be made up of kissing and hot sex,” she said and giggled. 

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noah-pucksaurus:

Puck nodded as Santana picked up her phone to call her parents. He wanted as they talked. Listening to Santana’s side of the conversation was enough to know where it was headed. When she hung up and snuggled against him again he wasn’t sure was to say. He felt weird being the one to separate Santana from her parents. “I love you too.” he whispered back, trying to not let his thoughts bother him. He knew he needed to be here for Santana. “You okay?” he asked, just to be sure.

“I think so. I think I just need to be away from them for a while. Until they can learn to trust my judgment about what’s best for me.” She sighed, wanting to change subjects, but not sure what to talk about. So she just held Puck close to her, breathing him in, occasionally kissing his chest. She never wanted to leave. “What do you want to do now?”

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noah-pucksaurus:

Puck nodded, feeling better knowing he wouldn’t get shot, though the thought was probably silly to begin with. He listened to Santana talk and her question, and he took a moment to think before answering. “No, it’s not stupid. I mean, you’re mad at them, so I don’t except you to call them right away. I wouldn’t.” he shrugged. “If you’re still mad at them, I don’t want you to call them and just start yelling… Call them when you’ve calmed down.” He looked at her, and thought she looked pretty calm right now, but he didn’t know what she was feeling inside.

Santana took a deep breath. She tried putting aside her selfish feelings and think of her parents, who she did love despite her anger, and how they might be freaking out since they didn’t know where she was. “You’re right. And I guess I’m feeling calm enough to call.” She picked up her phone and dialed her mother’s cell because she didn’t feel like saying anything to her father. When the dial tone was cut off, she heard a soft ‘hello’ on the other line. “Mama? It’s Santana. I just wanted to tell you that I’m fine…but I’m not coming home.” She heard muffled crying. 

“Lo siento, mija. I’m so sorry. We just didn’t want you to get hurt.” Her mother replied with a shaky voice.

“You shouldn’t have assumed that he was a bad guy. He’s the best man I’ve ever known, Mama, and nothing is going to keep us apart. I’m sorry but I meant what I said. I’m not coming home.” She hung up the phone. She was a little sad for upsetting her mother, but she was a little relieved. Maybe they would finally just leave her alone and keep their noses out of her business. She returned to Puck’s arms and kissed his lips softly. “I love you,” she whispered.

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noah-pucksaurus:

Puck listened to Santana talk and nodded. He smiled when she kissed him lightly and settled against his chest. He felt so content just lying here with her, doing nothing but talking. “When are you planning on talking to them?” he asked her. They both knew Santana was living with him now, but her parents still didn’t know. “Is your dad going to try to shoot me when he finds out you’re living here now?” he asked, almost completely serious.

“My dad won’t shoot you, he’s just a dentist.” She reassured Puck. “I guess I should at least tell them that I’m okay. But I’m still really pissed at them. I kinda want them to worry,” Santana said, then sighed. She couldn’t make up her mind. She felt bad for her mother, who thought she was just doing what was best for her daughter. She turned to Puck, her eyes searching his. “Am I stupid for ignoring them?”

(Source: straight-up-bitch-santana7)

noah-pucksaurus:

Puck took a moment to answer Santana’s question. It was true, they had definitely changed… he had changed. But their future? His future? That he hadn’t thought about. All this romantic stuff had been in the moment, and the only thing he wanted for the future was for them to be together, but he hadn’t thought about kids or where they would live. Puck sighed and answered his girlfriend’s question. “I mean, I dunno. I hadn’t really thought about my-our, future. I know I want to be with you…” he trailed off and looked at her. “What about you? What do you want?”

Santana smiled. “I don’t know either, it just happened to cross my mind a minute ago. I mean, I definitely want to be with you forever…and I think I want to be a mom someday but…I don’t really know if I like kids enough to have one of my own.” She kissed Puck lightly. “I hope I didn’t freak you out, I was just curious.” She rested her head on his chest while she thought to herself quietly. Suddenly her phone started to ring. She reached over to see who it was, not surprised when she saw that it was her mother. She turned off the ringer and returned to Puck’s arms. “Ugh, parents. Who needs ‘em.” she retorted while a deep frown graced her lips. 

(Source: straight-up-bitch-santana7)

noah-pucksaurus:

Puck felt his stomach flip a little when Santana winked at him. It amazed him that she could still do the littlest thing and still drive him crazy. He guessed that was love. “You’re the perfect one.” he said, kissing her back, smiling against her lips. Her words meant so much to him. Finally, he was doing a relationship right. He’d always messed things up, but right now, everything was perfect. He kissed her again and looked at her. “I love you so much.” he whispered.

Santana locked her eyes on Puck’s and smiled while she replied, “I love you too Puck, more than anything.” She kissed his cheek. She didn’t want to make the moment too serious, but she felt a little curious. “Puck, I never pegged you as the serious relationship type, but with everything that’s changed between us…” She paused, hoping she didn’t make him uncomfortable. “But I was wondering…do you see us having a future? Like, in a little house with kids? That sort of thing?” Santana smiled sweetly at him. 

(Source: straight-up-bitch-santana7)

lookin fine as always, baby ;)

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noah-pucksaurus:

Puck chuckled at Santana’s comment. “You can say that again.” he said, giving her another kiss. He could tell by the look on her face she was happy. Probably was happy as he was, and he was so, so, happy. Right now, everything was perfect. He wanted it to be this perfect forever. He wanted Santana to stay with him forever, just so everything could be like this. “Santana,” he said, “You can stay with me as long as you want. Forever, if you want.” he knew he sounded cheesy, but he couldn’t help it.

Santana smiled brightly at Puck when he said she could stay with him forever. “You know, I might just take you up on that.” She winked and snuggled closer to him. “Because I don’t think I’ll ever want to be with anyone besides you. You’re just too perfect.” She slowly lowered her lips to his, kissing him softly. “And no one could ever make me as happy as you do, Puck.” Her words might’ve been a little cliche, but she meant them completely. 

(Source: straight-up-bitch-santana7)

noah-pucksaurus:

All it took was Santana’s scream to make Puck loose control. He moaned as the amazing wave of pleasure hit him. He held Santana tightly and pressed his lips to hers. “I love you.” he breathed. He rolled off her and lay down next to her. He put his arm around her so her head could rest on his chest. He stared at the ceiling for a second, smiling and taking deep breathes. He then kissed the top of her head lightly.

“I love you too, Puck,” Santana whispered in his ear. Even though he rolled off her, she held him close, never really wanting to let go. She smiled when he kissed her head. “Man, the sex just keeps getting better and better!” she laughed and kissed his chest. She could stay with him forever, spending all her time making love and laughing and kissing. She was so happy she could hardly remember the predicament  that brought her to Puck’s house in the first place. As long as she had him, she had all she needed. 

(Source: straight-up-bitch-santana7)

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