[Sam is only half listening to Puck, but hears the last part.] Why wouldn't you be there? [Why the fuck would Puck not be there for him, unless he was spending time with Quinn, but if he heard Sam had gotten his head busted open for real, Sam expects him to be there no matter what.]
If you really wanted to... I guess I'd be okay with it. [He wrinkles his nose, watching Puck practically give himself an orgasm over the thought. Sam personally doesn't think it's that hot, but he guesses it would be mindblowing for someone who actually likes both vagina and (Sam's) dick.]
[Sam suffers in silence while Puck goes off to fetch his ice, then groans softly when feels Puck move the painkillers to his lips. He swallows them down with a wince, then struggles to sit up enough to take a sip of water.] Fuck... [He lies back down after drinking, picking up the ice and trying to decide whether it should go on his face or his ribs. Eventually he decides on his ribs because it would take too much effort to lift it to his face.]
Fuck. [He frowns, letting out a tired breath as he closes his eyes. His cheek throbs slightly.] My face hurts. Do something.
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Date: 2011-11-16 10:17 pm (UTC)If you really wanted to... I guess I'd be okay with it. [He wrinkles his nose, watching Puck practically give himself an orgasm over the thought. Sam personally doesn't think it's that hot, but he guesses it would be mindblowing for someone who actually likes both vagina and (Sam's) dick.]
[Sam suffers in silence while Puck goes off to fetch his ice, then groans softly when feels Puck move the painkillers to his lips. He swallows them down with a wince, then struggles to sit up enough to take a sip of water.] Fuck... [He lies back down after drinking, picking up the ice and trying to decide whether it should go on his face or his ribs. Eventually he decides on his ribs because it would take too much effort to lift it to his face.]
Fuck. [He frowns, letting out a tired breath as he closes his eyes. His cheek throbs slightly.] My face hurts. Do something.