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He scissors his fingers inside Puck, stretching him while searching for his prostate. He doesn't find it right away, so he carefully presses in one more finger. Blue is only about three fingers thick; he knows Puck'll be able to take it. He sucks lazily at Puck's lips, crooking his fingers again, pushing as deep as he can. Sam rises slightly on one knee to get a better angle, his fingertips finally grazing against that spot, and he knows he's found it when he feels Puck's body clench. He smiles against Puck's mouth, watching him experience this for the first time.