I finally finished it! Happy dance! The rest of my AN is after the chapter.

A quick summary to refresh your memory:

Puck sees Rachel sing a super hot song so he follows her into the dressing room afterwards and proceeds to seduce her like a badass. She gets gun-shy afterwards but he doesn't let her run and basically chases her down to tell her she's his now. After some sex. They proceed to get busy with each other a lot, run into Santana (who is Rachel's new bff) and Finn (who is not) and Puck declares her his girlfriend. They have some accidental unprotected sex which Puck freaks out about but then realizes it won't be like it was with Quinn but then he finds out Rachel is on the pill anyways. They go to a party where they find out Jacob Ben Israel is a creepy Mofo who taped them in the dressing room and has basically been stalking Rachel. Puck and the Glee boys (minus Artie and Kurt) go to Jacob's house where Puck beats him up and they find all sorts of creepy shit that they take with them. They have a Glee meeting the next day to figure out what to do and find out Jacob has photos on his computer of a lot of the girls at school. They enlist the girls' boyfriends to beat Jacob down. During the day, Rachel and Puck have an encounter in the auditorium and afterwards Rachel tells Puck she loves him and he freezes up. She runs off before he can reply. Later in the day Jacob somehow manages to corner Rachel but Puck saves her and punches Jacob again. The mob catches up with him and strings him up the flagpole after beating him up and drawing on him. Puck takes Rachel to his spot and tells her he loves her and they go home and make love.

Whew, hope that's clear :D On to the Epilogue!

Disclaimer: I don't own...

Puck scanned down the row of Glee members as the strains of Rent's Seasons of Love started playing through the auditorium, watching his friends get ready to serenade the school one final time before graduation. He found Rachel standing in her separate spotlight and knew he was supposed to be looking at the audience, but he couldn't keep his eyes off of her. He'd never been able to (and fuck if she hadn't called him on it more than once for missing his cues and shit).

He thought about the lyrics as they sang and how applicable (shut the fuck up, you try spending time around Rachel and not have her insane vocabulary rub off on you) they were to his life. Here it was a year and a half later, and yet they were just as close and together as they'd been since the beginning. And fuck if Puck wasn't the happiest he'd ever been.

If someone had told him he'd be with the same chick for a few weeks, let alone all these months later, he would have probably laughed in their face before punching them in it. Sometimes he couldn't believe how right everything with Rachel was and sometimes he wanted to check himself for living in the twilight zone or some shit. Because it was fucking good, being with her. The sex was still fucking awesome, no doubt about that, but it was so much more than that. They just... got each other."

He thought back to the beginning of their relationship together, to those early days when they were still feeling each other out (and feeling each other up) and all that drama with Jacob. The shit had hit the fan, he and Rachel had found out the next day, when some teacher had gotten Jacob down from the flag pole and an inquiry into just why the kid was strung up in the first place with a broken nose and the word pervert written all over him had started. Well, needless to say (and really, Puck fucking didn't need to say or even think about that shit much anymore) the whole story had gotten out and Puck was forced to hand over the computer to Figgins, almost getting in trouble himself for how he had possession of it. Figgins had promptly flipped his shit when he saw what Ben Israel was hoarding on it and expelled him. It was rumored he had been this close to making it a police thing or whatever but some fancy talking on the part of the kids' parents kept him out of Juvie. Apparently now, dude was forced to attend some boys' school for the criminally pathetic or some shit like that and his family had actually moved out of Lima all together so no one had so much as run into him at temple (which was a very fucking good thing because Puck liked the way his life was going and if he was forced to see that fucker again, he very well could have done something to fuck it up, Rachel's so called calming influence or no).

Puck and Rachel had spent the rest of their parent-free time virtually naked when they weren't at school and testing out every surface in her house for durability (for the record, the coffee table failed that test). The one exception to naked time, as Puck had liked to call it, had been when Puck had mentioned having a few chores to do at home and Rachel had insisted on going with him to bang them out. He thought his life was fucked when his mom ended up being home when they got there, but she was cool and just hugged Rachel and him and let them get to work. He did catch her watching them from another room a few times (it was honestly a little creepy) but the soft look on her face and shiny look to her eyes made him leave her to it. It wasn't often he got that look of approval from her and he thought maybe he could deal with it more often.

Rachel's dads came home that Wednesday and at first Puck thought he might die when he had to go back home and couldn't sleep next to his girl anymore. Forgetting the lack of sex this arrangement caused (except Puck was never one to forget sex in any form), he really just kind of missed waking up next to her or rolling over in the middle of the night and having her just... there (fuck you if you think he was a pussy. Any dude wouldn't give that up without a fight).

It turned out that both of Rachel's dads really liked him when they officially re-met him as her boyfriend (not his idea and possibly a first in like, the history of dads) and gave them a shit ton of leeway when it came to spending time together. They even gave their blessing for him to spend the night when they had to leave Rachel alone and convinced his mom it was ok too.

So things got pretty fucking comfortable and amazing as the months went on. He and Rachel took a second out of their busy schedule of fucking each other blind and the school thing to really talk to each other and Puck could honestly say the little midget was his best friend. And he had no fucking regrets about that fact. His girl was awesome.

Puck was brought back to the present when said girl's voice got louder than everyone else's and she took her solo. He knew he was probably grinning at her like a fucktard, but he honestly didn't give a shit. His girl was talented. He for sure wasn't the only one in the auditorium with goosebumps. He was so caught up in her he almost missed his cue (and he was definitely going to catch shit from her for that later. He was looking forward to it) for his own solo. He finally tore his eyes away from her and looked forward to belt the lyrics to the audience and just saw out of the corner of his eye her beaming at him like he was presenting her with a Tony or something. If it made him sing a little better, he wasn't going to fess to it.

The rest of the Glee Club joined back in and they finished out the song to a standing ovation from the student body. The Club had gained some credibility when they had (fucking finally) taken Nationals that year in California. They no longer got slushied in the halls and Puck was proud of the fact that Rachel had become something of a legend at the school due to her friendship with Santana and the fact that Rachel and Puck were hands down hottest couple in the place, a fact that had been helped along by Santana's working of the gossip to her advantage. So when they had been caught out in the locker room shower (girls' side because fuck if he was going to let his girl be subjected to the shit that the boys' side probably was covered in), they were almost applauded before being left alone to finish or get dressed or whatever (and he's Puck, so of course they finished).

Puck was ripped from his musings again (and fuck if he knew where his brain was at today. He couldn't even blame it on sex like usual since he hadn't had Rachel since yesterday afternoon. He was possibly dying) by the sudden impact of a small body flying into him. He caught his girlfriend as she jumped up and wrapped her legs around his waist, hugging her to him and suppressing a groan when she shifted against his sudden...problem... below the waist.

"That was amazing, Noah! Weren't we amazing?"

"You were amazing, baby. Gave me goosebumps and shit." Puck was used to handing out compliments like this after a year and a half with her and no longer even thought twice about it.

"But you were amazing, too! I knew Mr. Shue made the right choice in giving you the solo over Finn. You sounded so beautiful!" Puck cringed a little at having his name associated again with the word beautiful, but promptly forgot about it when Rachel tightened her arms around his neck to lean in and whisper in his ear, "I have a surprise for you later, Noah. Something I think you'll like. After the Glee party."

Puck groaned as his cock hardened even more at the dual feeling of her breath hitting his ear and her suggestive words giving him all sorts of hot ideas. "Baby, you can't do that shit to me. You have to tell me what it is now. You know I'm fucked for patience!"

Rachel giggled and unwrapped her legs, letting her body slid down his front and quite possibly making him closer to blowing his load in front of way too many people than he ever had been. She gave him a coy smile and batted her eyelashes like she thought he needed her to try harder to wrap him around her finger. She didn't, for the record.

"You'll just have to dig deep and find a hidden reserve then, Sugar."

And yeah, she was still 'auditioning' names, even though he had broken down a few months after they started dating and told her he kind of liked that she called him Noah when no one else did and maybe that could be her pet name for him or whatever. And despite feeling like he had just handed her his balls on a plate, she smiled like sun at him and agreed. Now she just pulled this shit to tease him because he was sure she knew he secretly thought it was cute or whatever. Not that he would admit it.

He scowled a little at her, both for the ridiculous name and the fact she was holding out on him, and grabbed her back to nip at her bottom lip in punishment.

"Oy, Puck! Save that for somewhere else!"

Puck deepened the kiss for a second, just to prove to Shue that he didn't need to take orders from him (especially when it meant not kissing his girl) and pulled back to look around. They were virtually alone on the stage, just a few students still left in the back as the left the assembly. The rest of the club looked like they had already headed to the choir room where they were going to hang out one last time before Graduation on Friday. Puck had lobbied for a better place to party, but he'd been overruled when it was argued that it would be a fitting end to an era to be together in that room one last time (and his argument being dropped had nothing at all to do with the fact that Rachel was the one who had said that).

He threw his arm around Rachel and turned her towards the doors to follow Shue out of the auditorium. He grinned to himself when he felt her loop an arm around his waist and find a belt loop with her thumb like she always did.

They made it to the choir room where there seemed to be a dance party going on and also a table with a bunch of snacks (fuck yes) off to the side. Puck pecked Rachel on the top of the head and slid his hand down to squeeze her ass before tapping it and sending her off to join the dancers. He loaded a plate for himself and made one for her of all her vegan shit before turning to watch her twirl with Kurt. He smiled to himself as he watched her interact with people she could honestly call friends, something he was pretty fucking proud of her about. It seemed that while Rachel was a calming influence for him, he was kind of the same for her and she had mellowed out enough to allow the club to get past her abrasive personality and see the sweet girl beneath. She occasionally still went all crazy diva on their asses, but it was forgiven when she almost single-handedly got them in shape to win Nationals. Even Shue agreed with that.

The point was, life was good, for both him and Rachel. And it was about to get better. He overheard her chirping to Kurt about New York and grinned even wider at the thought of what awaited them at the start of next school year. He, Rachel, Kurt, Santana, and Kurt's boyfriend of a year, Blaine, were all headed to New York for school, albeit different ones. Puck and Rachel wouldn't be living together (yet) but they would be living pretty fucking close to one another and he knew it was only a matter of time before their address would be the same, not even taking into account that they would practically be living at each others places this year anyways. Puck had known for a long time that she was it for him and he was pretty fucking stoked to start their lives outside of Lima together.

He munched on his plate of snacks for a little bit longer and then caught Rachel's eye and held up her plate of snacks to see if she wanted them. She smiled, but shook her head and beckoned him to join her in dancing. He wiped his hands on his jeans and sauntered over to her, smirking at the frank look of appreciation on her face as he did.

"You ready to get out of here yet, baby?"

"In a few minutes. I'm having fun and I want to dance with you." She beamed up at him as he wrapped his arms around her waist, bending at the knee to bring himself closer to her lips. He gave her a slow, lazy kiss as they began to sway to some slow song Mike had just thrown on the radio. When he broke away and looked over, Mike gave him a wink before turning to Tina.

"I heard you talking to Hummel about New York." Puck whispered to her as they swayed.

"Kurt was saying he and Blaine were thinking about taking a trip with all of us who are going there to check out the city a little this summer. So we're ready when August comes, you know? I was saying that actually sounded brilliant and I was sure he could count us in."

"For sure. I can't wait to get there with you. That city won't know what hit it with you and me on the loose." Puck punctuated this statement with a little thrust of his hips and smirked when he saw Rachel's eyes go all smoky and distant. He rubbed himself slowly against her again just to watch her breath hitch (and, you know, because it felt good) and leaned in. "Is it time to leave yet?"

Rachel licked her lips and took a second to compose herself before pulling away from him a little. He pouted for a second as he watched her catch Santana's eye and exchange some form of female ESP type bullshit. Santana nodded before smirking at him and wiggling her fingers at the both of them.

Rachel turned abruptly and, shouting goodbyes as she went, proceeding to drag him right the fuck from the room. He was honestly a little scared of the glint he caught in her eye when she turned to glance at him as she towed him down the hall. But one thing dating Rachel Berry had taught him was this: go with the flow. You will always be rewarded.

Rachel sped up until they were practically flying through the school and Puck took his eyes off her ass long enough to realize they were approaching the back stage door to the auditorium. His eyebrows shot up but he followed behind, curious to see what sort of surprise she had for him in the there. A thousand scenarios danced through his head, each one dirtier than the other, until he thought his cock was going to burst through his zipper and attack Rachel on its own. He grinned in anticipation.

Rachel towed him through the backstage area of the stage and right up to the door of the prop room that had started their relationship. Puck raised an eyebrow at her but stayed silent as she pulled a key out and unlocked the door. Without looking around, she practically yanked Puck through and slammed the door behind him. He had just a second to realize the lighting in here was different and there was something on the floor before he was slammed up against the door and kissed like it was Rachel's job.

His arms locked around her and he honest to god slid down the door a little before he got his shit together and spun them so Rachel was pressed between him and the wood. He pulled back a little, even though it legit almost killed him to do it and asked, "Not that I'm complaining, but... the fuck, baby?"

Rachel didn't take offense to his crude question like she might have done before spending more than a year dealing with his way of speaking. Instead, she arched her back a little to rub against him and breathed out in a straight up sex kitten/porn star voice Puck had only heard from her a few times, "I wanted to make some new memories in this room, Noah. I want to get you naked and have my way with you one more time in this room before we graduate."

You'd think Puck was used to his brain short circuiting by now. It happened around Rachel enough that he probably looked like a moron with drool hanging off his lip 80 percent of the time he was with her. But seriously, she couldn't say shit like that to him and expect any sort of response beyond staring and maybe some stuttering and definitely some whimpering (manly fucking whimpering, thank you very much).

He snapped out of it when Rachel managed to slid away from between him and the door and he was suddenly stuck looking at wood. He spun quickly to find her and finally got a look at what she had done with the room. There was a bunch of what looked like electric candles grouped around, throwing off some pretty good mood lighting and there looked like a bunch of blankets and pillows on the floor in front of the big mirror Puck had thought more than once about stealing and setting up in his own room (he just had a lot of really good memories about that mirror, ok?).

He turned his attention back to his awesome girlfriend (seriously, what other girl would go to this trouble to set up what was essentially a sex den? In school?) and saw her biting her lip with a little crease between her eyebrows, like she was worried about his reaction or something. He stalked forward and scooped her up against him so he could lay that shit to rest.

"Baby, you're the shit, you know that?"

"Eloquent as always, Noah." But she was beaming up at him like he just told her she was starring as someone on some Broadway thing or something... he didn't know. It was just good.

"But wait, aren't you worried about being in here after what went down after last time?" As much as he didn't want to bring any of that up, Puck didn't want there to be anything to worry about if he was going to get down and dirty with his girl right now.

"Santana is making sure we stay completely alone and unbothered while we're in here. I had to promise her some rather outlandish things, but I think it's worth it... don't you?"

She said this last part as she smoothed her hand down his chest and over the front of his pants, squeezing just how he liked it in the process. And suddenly Puck didn't give a shit if the entire football team was outside with video cameras.

He pushed her down into the soft nest like... thing... Rachel had set up and covered her body with his as she continued to massage his cock through his jeans. He thrust against her hand a little, letting her know without words that she was getting to him. He took his time skimming his lips from her throat, past her ear, over her jaw, and to her lips before he couldn't take it anymore and laid an almost brutal kiss on her. She moaned low in her throat and squeezed him a little harder and he found himself having to pull her hand away before he embarrassed himself.

He tried to get her arms pinned above her head (because what's better than sexy girl completely at your mercy...maybe sexy naked girl but that would come next) but Rachel did some sort of ninja move instead and was suddenly on top of him straddling him just below where he wanted her. He was about to protest the change when he noticed her smirking. He decided he was too interested in what that smirk meant to stop what was clearly a plan she was working on.

Rachel skimmed her fingers down her body, pausing to tug at her nipples through the material of her dress and moan a little at the expression on Puck's face. It was just really hot, ok? She bit her lip as she passed her stomach and thighs to rest her fingertips on the hem of her short dress.

"Do you know how many times I've thought of that first day with us in this room, Noah? How many times I've thought of that mirror and wished we could do a thousand more things with it? Do you know how many fantasies I've had of you in this exact place in this exact position?" As she talked, she inched her dress up, up, over her legs and hips and stomach, retracing the path her hands had taken down and suddenly she was sitting on him in the most insane set of lingerie Puck had ever seen.

"Fucking hell, baby. You get that for me?" She nodded almost shyly and Puck regained use of his motor functions to ghost his hands up her thighs, pause at the sides of her panties where a satin ribbon on either side kept the pale pink lace on her. He tugged a little on each bow before skimming his fingers up her stomach, appreciating the way she arched for him so good, all the way up to where the fucking hottest bra showed off her breasts like it was made for her body. The same satin ribbon from the panties was threaded through the top of the pale pink bra, which was so low he was sure he could see a little nipple poking out the top. The whole thing kind of lifted and squeezed and damn, it was hot. "I'm liking this surprise more and more."

Rachel put her arms on top of her head as he started to tease her tits through the lace, taking her hair with so it was piled up like some sort of pin up model or something. She looked away from him and groaned and when he looked to see what gave her that reaction, he did the same. They were laying so they were side-on to the mirror and the picture they made, her practically naked while he was still clothed was so fucking erotic or some shit, he felt like he could barely stand it.

"Fuck, baby. Look at you. No wonder you make me insane all the time." He tugged at the bra a little until her nipples showed and watched in the mirror as her mouth dropped open while he rubbed and flicked at them.

Rachel lowered her arms, which was a damn shame because that position made her look fucking criminal, and skimmed her fingertips up his arms, teasing him like he had done to her. But when she got to his hands, instead of helping or something like Puck had hoped, she pulled them away and pressed them on either side of his head. She leaned over, letting her hair spill around him and whispered as he groaned in protest, "This is my show, Noah. Remember that."

She winked at him before sitting up and moving back until she was on her knees at his feet. She tugged off one shoe without looking away from his eyes and then the other, pulling both socks off slowly.

"Stand up please."

She said this so quietly it took him a second to realize she was speaking to him. He had kind of been caught in her magic hot girl tractor beam or something while she got his feet naked so he couldn't really be expected to be completely with the program, you know? Besides, she always had a way of throwing him off.

He grimaced a little as he shifted to stand (what, when your half naked girlfriend asks you to do something nicely, you do it) and his cock rubbed against his zipper. He hoped part of her plan included getting him naked so he did a little internal happy dance when she slid forward on her knees and reached for his zipper.

She looked up at him through her lashes as she popped the button and slowly lowered the zipper, saying, "I want you to watch the mirror, Noah. Don't look away, ok?"

He figures maybe he nodded, or grunted in agreement or something, but he wasn't sure because she was done unzipping and was reaching in to pull his aching cock from its confines. He stared for a minute until she raised her eyebrow and he remembered there was something he was supposed to do.

He looked over to the mirror and honest to god growled a little at the picture he was presented with. Rachel on her knees in her fuckhot bra and panties, nipples still peek-a-booing out of the top and hair already sporting some amazing sex hair. He trailed his eyes up her body to where she was holding him in her fist just in time to catch the first dart of her tongue to the tip of his cock. His knees just about buckled as she did it again and then turned her head to watch herself as she slowly pulled him into her mouth.

Rachel looked up and caught his eye in the mirror as she kept going, sliding him all the way to the back of her throat. Puck could feel his teeth clench and a snarl appear on his lips as she held him there and swallowed once, then twice, before sliding him back out and circling the tip with her tongue.

She pulled him completely out and said breathlessly, "You like that, Noah."

It wasn't even a question, but Puck nodded dumbly as she swallowed him again, then set up a rhythm that had him chanting her name. She used one hand to massage his balls and the other to pluck at her exposed nipple, groaning as she did so, which made Puck thrust involuntarily at her. The vibration around his cock felt like torture and heaven all at the same time.

When she took the hand that was massaging his balls and slid it back to press behind them firmly, Puck couldn't hold back any longer and reached down to grab fistfuls hair, thrusting quickly in and out. This wasn't something he ever would have done early in their relationship, but he found out by accident one day that she loved it and had a hard time not drilling into her every time from then on.

She moaned again and massaged behind his balls more firmly as he fucked her mouth. He made sure to keep his eyes on the mirror, seeing that she was doing the same and suddenly he was coming, groaning and trembling with lots of 'fucks' and 'I love you's' as he held her face to him, feeling her swallow around him and milk him for everything he had (which was a lot, cause yesterday for him... let's face it... it was too long).

He finally let go of her and kind of collapsed into a boneless heap in front of her, feeling like that it was probably appropriate that he looked like some sort of sacrifice or some shit laid out in front of her. He squinted up at her and took in her flushed face and glossy, swollen lips and the way she was squirming around like she had a problem and decided it was time to take care of her.

Puck rolled himself onto his back and grabbed her by the hips, picking her up (ignoring her squeal) and setting her down over his face so she was facing the mirror. Tugging the bows on either side of her panties so they fell loose, he pulled the fabric away until she was bare before him. He wasted no time, clamping his arms around her legs so she couldn't go anywhere and pulling her down onto him so he could suck her clit into his mouth.

Rachel flailed around for a second before she grabbed the table next to her for support and threaded the fingers of her other hand into his mohawk, tugging a little like she knew he liked.

He stopped for a second and said, "Watch the mirror, baby. Watch yourself come."

He flicked his tongue back out rapidly and watched as her mouth dropped open and her eyes locked on where he was torturing her. He tilted his head a little so she could get the full view of his mouth against her and shifted one arm so he could snake it behind her to tease at her opening. He got his finger wet and ran it all the way back and up again, grinning when she whimpered and writhed against him, then did it again. This time he paused at her back entrance, pressing gently, then harder, rubbing her firmly as she squirmed above him.

He knew by the high pitched little 'hah hah' noises she was making that she was about two seconds from coming, so he sucked her clit into his mouth at the same time he slid his finger inside of her and watched her go to pieces and sob out his name. He could tell she was watching in the mirror and honestly loved her even more (if that was even possible) for that shit.

She kind of slid sideways, with his help, till she was lying next to him in the same boneless heap he had ended up in. He looked over and smirked at her as he licked his lips, laughing a little at the dazed look she was sporting.

"Got you good, didn't I?"

She rolled her head to look at him and possibly tried to roll her eyes but it came off as more of a cross-eyed thing. He laughed again and moved towards her, tugging her against him and groaning at the feel of nipples and lace against his chest. He reached around, popping the clasp of the bra and helped her maneuver her way out of it before settling her back against him.

Smoothing his hand over her hip, he gave her a minute to recover, plotting the next course of action in his head. See, he knew she had said this was her show or whatever, but if there was one thing he knew about his girl, it was that she couldn't resist him when he took charge.

Puck decided she had rested enough so he began turning her like he was going to spoon her, ignoring her questioning noises. Once he got her back to him, he rolled so she was on her stomach and he was above her, resting just enough of his weight to pin her against the blankets. She squirmed a little so he slid over a bit and popped her in the ass, grinning at her gasp.

"Noah, what are you-"

"Shhh, just relax. Imma take care of you." He whispered this right against her ear as he ground his now fully hard cock against the cleft of her ass. "Just trust me."

She breathed out something that sounded suspiciously like 'always' and relaxed a little under him, squirming as he slid himself back and forth again against her before raising himself to his knees. He pulled her up with him so they were both facing the mirror on their knees, his arms circling her to pull her back against him.

Pulling her legs apart a little and groaning at the picture she presented in the mirror, he slid lower with his legs between hers and pulled her up so she was hovering over his cock. He caught her eye in the mirror and held it as he brought her down hard, driving himself in to the hilt.

They both cried out together at the sensations and Puck banded his arms around her harder, resisting the urge to look away from the mirror and bury his head in her neck. He held her still for a minute before moving his arms to cup her breasts then move lower to grab her hips. He gave her a predatory smile over her shoulder as he raised her then slammed her back down hard against him.

Rachel sobbed in pleasure as he did it again and then again, crying out, "Noah, ahh," as he rocked her back and forth before picking her up and snapping her back down again. He started a rhythm of slide, thrust, slide, thrust that had them both panting and groaning. He fucking loved the way her body moved in front of him and the fact that he could watch her tits bounce and stomach roll with his thrusts.

"Fuck, Rach, you're a fucking goddess, you know that? You've never looked sexier than you do to me right now. Watching me fuck you so hard. God you make me so hot." He kept up a litany of dirty talk as he pulled her against him over and over again, alternating between watching her face as she quickly lost control and her body as it writhed in front of him.

He didn't give her any notice before he pitched her forwards, catching her around the waist so she could regroup and put her hands in front of her. He waited until she looked up at him in the mirror before he let her go and grabbed her hips again, slamming himself into her from behind. Hard.

"Oh fuck, Noah!"

Puck snarled a little as he heard her swear. He knew the only time she did that was when she was so into it she had no filter anymore and he couldn't stop the pride from showing on his face. He started fucking her hard again, growling as she picked up his rhythm and met his thrusts with her own.

He knew he was close and she was too, so he snaked a hand around to pinch at her clit firmly. She almost looked like she was in pain when he looked at her face in the mirror, but he knew she was just working on an epic orgasm that he was determined to give her.

"C'mon baby, let it go. Give it to me. I wanna see you come so hard, baby."

The words must have been what she needed because he watched her face go red and felt her muscles tighten around him so tight he thought he might die (and he wasn't even fucking being dramatic) and she literally screamed as she went over the edge. The sight of her letting go so completely and milking his cock so hard had him going over with her.

He let out a loud string of curses and her name and maybe an 'I love you' or seven. He didn't fucking know.

Puck literally collapsed on top of her when he was finished, but she didn't seem to mind, just groaned with him as he slipped from her body. He had the presence of mind to roll to the side a little so she could at least breathe and then just laid there with his girl, stroking her back lightly as they came down.

Rachel shifted a little and grinned at him from underneath her messy hair. "You know I don't condone delinquent behavior, but I think we might need to come up with a plan to steal this mirror after all."

He stopped stroking her back for a second to tuck her hair behind her ear and grinned back. "Nuh uh, baby, we need to just steal this whole damn room. We can take it to New York with us and live in it or some shit."

She giggled at his absurdity (her word, not his) and leaned over to give him a sweet kiss. "I love you."

"Love you too, baby."

A/N: I can't believe I actually finished this! This chapter has been sitting on my hard drive for months while real life has taken over in a big way and I honestly thought I would never finish it! Thanks for sticking it out if you have gotten to this point and for all the support. Ya'll are awesome!

Special thanks to Mel for all her help and encouragement. Couldn't have done it without you, mindtwin!