Pucktana || Together
Santana moaned to his touch and laid herself back down against those pillows but this time she was not sitting up anymore. Her body was taken over by Puck as his lips explored all over her. With her hand above her head Santana’s body became extremely heated and her hormones heightened due to her pregnancy. Gasping at the touch of Puck’s lips against her breasts, Santana moaned and threw her head back gripping at the side of the bed letting out small noises.
Puck smiled against Santanas tanned stomach at the noises the girl was making, running his tumbs gingerly over both of her nipples before kissing lower and lower on the girl. Finally his lips hovered right above the waist line of her shorts, and his nipped on them with his teeth, pinching down one of Sans nipples as he dragged down the shorts, teeth racking over her skin as he pulled down the shorts completely and tossed them to the side. “God baby you’re still so fucking hot.” He said head now in between her legs, positioning one so it was over his shoulder and licking up the inside of the other. ”And fuck I still want you so bad.” he mumbled, hovering his mouth above her center and parting her folds with his tongue, diving shallowly into her core.he brought one of his hands down from her breast, brushing it lightly over Santanas bundle of nerves. “Fuck San you’re wet.” He said, sliding more of his tongue inside the Latina.
(Source: the-names-puck)
Pucktana || Together
Santana was surprised by his actions as his lips pressed against her again. She closed her eyes and kissed him back deeply, body pressing against his. She turned her head the other way and started to breath heavily as his lips traveled along her neck and nibbling. Small gentle moans escaped her mouth as she gripped onto his shirt sleeve. Santana could feel her heart rate rising and her body getting heated. She could feel Puck’s warm touch against her skin and not really knowing what he is truly up to. Nodding to his request, Santana raised her arms up and there went the shirt. Her stomach was out there in the open and for some reason Santana felt fat and completely ugly with a big belly in front of her man. Frowning some, she placed her hands on her stomach like she was trying to hide the way she looked. It was definitely not sexy to her at all. “Feel better?”, she questioned wondering what he meant by that.
When Santanas shirt hit the floor the mowhawked boy kissed the part of her breasts that was exposed over her bra, his hands finding her way behind her back to undo the annoying piece of clothing and toss it on the ground as well. He was about to continue kissing when he saw her cover her belly. The boy frowned, running his hands over the latinas sides and taking her hands in his own, pinning them firmly above her head and leaning his face close to hers. “Hey, you’re gorgeous.” he whispered, leaning in and kissing her again, keeping her hands above her head when he began to work on her neck again. “You seem angry, you seem frustrated,” He said biting on her sweet and exposed flesh, finally making his way to her chest again, licking over one of her nipples, looking up at her. “I’ll make you see how awesome those horomones can be.” she muttered, letting go of her hands, and letting his own find the girls tan chest, massaging them and rolling the nipples between his thumb and forefinger as his mouth trailed down her belly, placing soft open mouthed kissed over her stomach.
Pucktana || Together
Santana kissed Puck back deeply and passionately. The way he took control was a complete turn on and his demands were HOT. Wanky! When Puck pulled away, Santana used her middle finger to wipe her lips a bit before looking at him as she spoke. She could not count how many times she wanted to slap him and constantly calling her a bitch. Rolling her eyes every time the name Quinn popped up Santana continued to listen to what the teenage boy had to say attempting so hard to not interrupt him. “Excuse me?”, she’s finally had it. “Quit with the bitch calling you pussy and actually make some action happy. This baby is huge as fuck right now and all you can do is sorry? You can at least give me a foot rub or some shit. Have you TRIED carrying a child? It’s exhausting!” She had to do it. Santana had to say something because she was about to BLOW her top off.
Puck rolled his eyes as Santana took a breath and began her rant, leaning in and kissing her again when she finished her little speech. He kissed her for a long minute, deep and hot, letting himself work on her that way instead of using words. “Oh I’ll give you something.” Puck mumbled, kissing the side of her mouth, then on her neck, slowly sucking on one apot and leaving a clean and clear mark. “It must be so hard for you San.” He sympathized, trying not to sound too full of shit. He was being honest, he knew what she must be going through. He kept kissing lower and lower on her neck, his hand that had slid onto Santanas belly pull up her top a bit more. “You can lay back down now Santana.” He told her, still tuggingup the top until it got high enough, “But first raise your arms baby mama.” He said , licking her neck before pulling away to tug again on her top. “I’ll make you feel a little better.”
(Source: the-names-puck)
Together. || Pucktana
Santana was in her room as usual and on her bed lying on her back. It seems like that is the only position these days that her body will allow her to be comfy. This baby is definitely not helping and growing and it’s simply not her type of body at all. Once this baby pops I am getting back in shape because this shit is whack. The Latina finds herself snacking on multiple things all the time and it is getting ridiculous. That is until she heard heavy foot steps coming upstairs. It clearly was not Brittany’s, nor the fat cat, or mama. Papi is not even home, he’s at the hospital this weekend and then a rough voice entered her room and a familiar figure appeared. “Puck?”, she let out looking at her doorway. “What are you-” before she could finish Puck interrupted her and told her to hush. Not like she could talk more if she wanted to. She sat up, even if it took her ages to do so but with the help of her baby’s daddy, she finally got up and leaned against some pillows listening to the mo-hawked boy talk.
Puck smiles when the girl finally gets up, running his hand lightly over her stomach. Hey fishy. Long time. sorry number two, But I’m here now. Looking at Santana Puck gives her a small smile, and before starting his speech leans in and kissed her long and hard, hand tangling lightly in the back of her hair. “Mmm,” She mumbles against her lips before pulling himself away and taking a deep breath. “Okay, now that thats out of the way.” He says, hand twirling a piece of the Latinas hair lightly, his other hand still on her stomach. “You’re an insane hormonal, bitch who loves over reacting. ” he says raising an eyebrow and practically daring her to interrupt him. “But for some reason, i can’t get you out of my head. Yeah, i went to Quinn when you hurt me, but only because we’re friends. I swear nothing happend, and nothings going to happen, because I want you Santana.” He says, hand sliding under her shirt to brush over the skin on her stomach. “And I wantto be with you you cheating whore, so stop hating me, or whatever it is you’re doing, and smile bitch.” He said, grinning and tilting his head to the side playfully.
Together. || Pucktana
Puck swore under his breath and moved to pull on his leather jacket. Really? Santana was not going to come over ? Well fine then, he’d hunt her down himself. they would talk today, and she would shut up and listen, Oh yes she would. Walking out of his messier then usual bedroom the mow hawked boy went downstairs and rumagged around for his keys relentlessly. He could never seem to find them now. When he went in to the kitc hed her rolled his eyes and grabbed them off the counter. Taking the truck, the first place the boy headed was Santanas house. Making his way through the door without knocking, nodding his head at Mama Lopez and giving her a small smile Puck made his way up the stairs two at a time. When he got to Santanas room, he smiled at his pregnant Girlfriend, “Hey Pregnant McGee, head up,” She said moving over to her quickly. “And shut up I’ve got some things to say.” He said before she could say anything.
What I’m seeing on my dash.
Oh yes, the void in my life was never quite complete without the presence of true scum in it.
It takes one to know one…
Ouch. Really hurts when you twist my insults in ways that make absolutely no sense.
What I’m seeing on my dash.
the-names-puck:
Isnt she with Sam?
Dude Rachels not Cheating on you! She loves you or something man. And yeah Qs digging on Fishy lips. 
What I’m seeing on my dash.
Damn. Mood ruined. Well, you can crawl back into your hole now Smythe, I’m sure the rats are missing their little snack.
Aww lying is bad Puck. I think those rats can live without me. I figured you all missed me so I’ll be staying here for now…
Oh yes, the void in my life was never quite complete without the presence of true scum in it.
What I’m seeing on my dash.
Hey dude, back off from Rachel.
Hey man, I’m not on Rachel. apparently Q is though…
What I’m seeing on my dash.
Sorry to ruin your little excitement you have going on. But I am very much alive and well…
Damn. Mood ruined. Well, you can crawl back into your hole now Smythe, I’m sure the rats are missing their little snack.
