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"I won't. I gotcha, don't worry," Sam whispers, covering Puck's mouth with his own. He presses one finger in slowly, until he's all the way in, and he licks at Puck's mouth, cracking his eyes open to make sure Puck's not freaking out or anything. Sam can't put into words how thrilling it is to him that no one's ever done this to Puck before. It's a first just between them, and it'll always be. It's hot, and so intimate, and Sam's never used the word erotic to describe anything in his life, but this feels erotic. He crooks his finger slightly, kissing him again as he gently presses in a second. He stops after that, letting Puck get used to the feeling as he presses a kiss to the side of his mouth. "How is it?"