"You should be sorry," Sam says before catching Puck's bottom lip between his teeth. He twists his fingers roughly around Puck's cock, closing his eyes as he thinks about how his cock was inside Quinn Fabray only hours ago (or maybe less; he doesn't know if they fucked in the morning, too). He takes a deep breath, pressing a kiss to Puck's jaw, and his hand trembles a little before he slowly lets Puck's wrists free. "I want all of you. Every single part of you." He lets go of his cock, bringing both hands up to cup Puck's face, his thumbs settling against his cheeks. Sam considers himself to be a nice guy, but - he doesn't want to fucking share the one bit of happiness that's fallen into his lap. He kisses Puck deeply, pressing his tongue into his mouth. He pulls away suddenly, climbing off the bed and smiling a little at Puck's expression. "I'll be right back."
He goes to his room and grabs his bag with his toiletries, rummaging through it until he finds what he's looking for. Blue. And lots of lube, of course. He has this intense, crazy desire to possess Puck completely, mostly because he's not down with this whole sharing business. He wants to know Puck in every single way that Quinn already does, and even beyond that. Sam puts fresh batteries into his dildo and grabs the lube, walking back into Puck's room and sliding onto the bed. He puts the dildo down beside him and gently strokes Puck's chest, leaning down to kiss his cheeks, his forehead, even his eyelids before he kisses his mouth.
Sam slowly opens his eyes, breathing on Puck's face. "Hey. Listen. I want to try something new with you, okay?" He sits back a little, picking up the dildo, trying to make it seem non-threatening because he doesn't want Puck to run for the hills before they've even begun. "I'm pretty sure you know what a dildo is. This is Blue. And I want to use it on you." He kisses Puck again before he can say anything. "This is gonna feel good, I promise. I've used it on myself plenty of times. I know what I'm doing. All you have to do is relax and tell me you're up for it."
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He goes to his room and grabs his bag with his toiletries, rummaging through it until he finds what he's looking for. Blue. And lots of lube, of course. He has this intense, crazy desire to possess Puck completely, mostly because he's not down with this whole sharing business. He wants to know Puck in every single way that Quinn already does, and even beyond that. Sam puts fresh batteries into his dildo and grabs the lube, walking back into Puck's room and sliding onto the bed. He puts the dildo down beside him and gently strokes Puck's chest, leaning down to kiss his cheeks, his forehead, even his eyelids before he kisses his mouth.
Sam slowly opens his eyes, breathing on Puck's face. "Hey. Listen. I want to try something new with you, okay?" He sits back a little, picking up the dildo, trying to make it seem non-threatening because he doesn't want Puck to run for the hills before they've even begun. "I'm pretty sure you know what a dildo is. This is Blue. And I want to use it on you." He kisses Puck again before he can say anything. "This is gonna feel good, I promise. I've used it on myself plenty of times. I know what I'm doing. All you have to do is relax and tell me you're up for it."