More Than A Hookup

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"Noah." Quinn moaned softly as Puck kissed her neck.

"Mmm?" Puck muttered as he continued kissing Quinn.

"Noah, wait." Quinn commanded. "I think Finn's home."

Puck paused for a moment and looked at Quinn. "I don't think so."

Quinn nodded.

Puck quickly pulled the blankets up to cover Quinn as his bedroom door opened.

"Dude!" Puck exclaimed.

"Oh, sorry." Finn apologized.

"A sock on the door means don't come in!" Puck responded.

Finn furrowed his eyebrow. "I thought a sock on the door meant it was okay to come in."

Puck shook his head. "Did you need me? I'm kind of in the middle of someth-OW!"

"I was just gonna tell you I'm going to Rachel's." Finn responded as he raised his eyebrow. "And she told me to remind you about the New Directions dinner tomorrow night."

"Yeah, yeah, I'll be there." Puck nodded. "See you later."

"Have fun." Finn winked as he left and pulled Puck's door shut behind him.

When Quinn heard the door close, she threw the blankets off of her and sat up.

"Do you think he knew it was me?" Quinn wondered.

"No." Puck shook his head. "What'd you pinch me for?"

Quinn shrugged.

"You're evil, Fabray." Puck stated.

Quinn looked at him. "You said he wouldn't be here."

Puck shrugged. "My bad."

"We need to be more careful." Quinn stated.

"Would it be so bad if we weren't?" Puck questioned Quinn.

Quinn nodded. "We're not together, Noah. And we need to stop if either of us can't handle it."

Puck nodded back.

"Are you still good with it?" Quinn asked.

"Yeah." Puck said as he slowly leaned closer. "Now where were we?"