Chapter 4- Pay Day!

Kurt had been feeling tired and listless all day. He was glad it was the weekend so he didn't have to face school for another couple of days. He was feeling a little better after talking to Mercedes on the phone. It seemed that the Glee club was going to support him, including Mike and Matt.

On Monday they were going to form a phalanx around him to protect him from dumpster dives, slushie facials or worse. Finn was all for kicking Puck's butt for causing trouble, but was talked out of it eventually. Nobody had heard from Puck and Mercedes wanted to ask Mr. Shue to kick him out of the Glee club. Kurt pleaded with her not to, since he was the one that kissed the jock even though he was supposed to know better.

Kurt sighed. Why did he go and kiss Noah? Why did he believe all that crap Puck had spewed? He had always thought he was smarter than that. Oh well, live and learn! He'll have to be wiser next time he ran into a guy like Noah Puckerman.

"Crap!" Kurt muttered when he heard the front door bell. "I told Mercedes I didn't need any hand holding." He propelled himself off the couch and ambled over to the front door.

"Hey Kurt." said Puck; he was hunched over with his hands in his pockets looking decidedly sheepish.

"Yes?" replied Kurt coolly. His eyebrows shot up in surprise as he looked at Puck. One of Puck's eyes was a big purplely mass, swollen shut and the other was bruised and blood shot. He had a gash on his cheek that was surrounded by bruising. His nose had a white bandage on it and his knuckles where skinned and swollen.

"Can I come in? We need to talk."

Kurt hesitated, he didn't want to talk; he just wanted the whole sorry business to be over. "I won't stay long," Puck stated, "I have to go and pick up my sister from girl scouts."

Against Kurt's better judgment he let the larger boy inside.

Puck turned to Kurt once he got in the room. "Look, yesterday, I was pretty drunk and I –"

"Save your breath, Puckerman!" Kurt cut in savagely. "I don't want to hear that you were too drunk to know what you were doing. That it was just a joke and meant nothing. That you're straight and wouldn't dream of kissing a gay boy if you weren't plastered." Kurt eyes started to smart. Damn it! He wasn't going cry in front of this gorilla.

"I wasn't going to say that!" retorted Puck hotly. "I was going to apologize for being too drunk to notice what was happening to you after you kissed me! I heard that things got pretty ugly for you at the party."

"Well, I thought it prudent to leave early."

"Was it true that you had to ask Mr. Shue to escort you to your car?"

"Yeah, and I think I made the right choice, judging by your looks."

"It's true, me and a few of my ex-friends had a bit of a bust up after the party. It started out civil enough. They said that they would drive me home since I had a few, but once we got out in the parking lot, things got a bit prickly. One of the guys asked me - why did I let that little fag kiss me - I knew the question would be coming and I planned on saying, 'Matt and Mike bet me I wouldn't have the stomach to get the ugliest chick in the room to kiss me, and after we agreed and shook on it, those evil bustards picked Hummel!' They would have laughed at the joke played on me and slapped me on the back and would have taken me home."

Puck paused and looked at Kurt. "Instead, I said, 'you mean Kurt? I wanted him to kiss me 'cause I like him and he's totally hot. And ever since I screwed your mother; she's so butt-ugly and skanky, she totally turned me off women.' It sort of went downhill from there." Puck smiled "I guess it must have been the booze talking."

Kurt laughed, "Must have been. It couldn't be that you suddenly turned all noble and heroic on me."

Puck puffed his chest out and took an exaggerated super hero stance looking incredibly pleased with himself. His face broke into a big lopsided grin, although it looked more like a grimace with his temporarily disfigured face.

Kurt caught his breath, thoroughly awed. That bruised and battered face was the most stunningly beautiful thing he'd ever seen. I could fall utterly and hopelessly in love with this guy if I'm not careful.

"Mike and Matt came along helped me out and they drove me home." Puck continued while he walked over flopped down on the couch and stretched out while Kurt sat down beside him. "Boy! That pit-bull girlfriend of yours phoned me and was really ragging on me!"

"Mercedes? I'm not surprised. She can be a bit over-protective, sometimes."

Puck looked down and played with the fringe on the cushion he was leaning on. Without looking at Kurt he said, "She told me that mine was your first kiss."

"Yes that's true."

"How was it?"

"It was fine."

"That's not what she said. She was mad as hell, saying I ruined your first kiss."

"She's making more out of it than she needs to. It was a bit sloppy but sort of sweet."

"Sounds fucking awful!"

"It wasn't that bad, honest!"

"Mercedes said and I quote, 'Kurt said your tongue sort of flopped around inside his mouth like a freshly caught trout, thrown in the bottom of a boat.' Is that true?"

"I was angry with you at the time and I guess I was a little bit catty."

"So? What was it really like then?"

"Honestly? It wasn't floppy, really more hard and direct. It reminded me of the Alien in the Alien movies, you know how the tongue comes out and it has another mouth on it that snaps open and shut. Kurt demonstrated by shooting his arm out straight from beside his face and making quick snapping motions with his hand. Kurt laughed at the sight of Puck's horrified face.

"Shit man! I prefer you being catty than honest!"

"Oh Come on Noah! I'm teasing you - you were fine - you were drunk. I'm sure you are a great kisser normally."

"Damn right I am! I am The. Best. Kisser. In fact, I want to make up for the lousy first kiss I gave you."

"What? Are you going to turn back time and kiss me properly? You can't take back a first kiss."

"No, but I can make your second kiss so kick-ass good that you forget the first one."

"You want to kiss me again?"

"Yep!"

"Without any bets or dares of any kind?"

"Nope! This is all for you - and me."

"Okay."

Puck reached over and placed his hand on the side of Kurt's face and stroked the boy's cheek softly with his thumb. As he moved in, Kurt closed his eyes not sure what would happen next. Noah pressed his lips onto Kurt's with just the right amount of pressure as he coaxed the smaller boy's lips open. They both sunk gently into the cushions and Kurt wrapped his arms around Puck neck so he could get as close he could to the other boy.

Kurt sighed, what a difference this kiss was! Puck gradually cranked up the passion and Kurt matched it. Soon Puck's tongue was playfully and lightly joining Kurt's as they kissed deeper. Kurt couldn't help moaning with pleasure. Time seemed stand still and Kurt wasn't sure at all where his lips ended and Puck's began, their mouths were fused together so seamlessly, so perfectly matched. At some point the kiss ended but Puck made up for it by giving Kurt light kisses on his eyes and cheeks and finally his nose. Kurt finally gave one last sigh and opened his eyes. Puck was looking deep into his eyes with a huge grin.

"Well? How was that?" Puck asked

"That was gold!" panted Kurt. "From now on any man who kisses me will have to measure up to that."

Puck smiled. "You know, how you kiss back is just as important, you aced it dude. You're a very good kisser."

"Thanks, I have a good teacher."

Puck suddenly frowned, "Man I hate to do this, but I gotta go and pick up my sister."

"That's too bad; I would have liked my second kiss to end up as my first make out session." Kurt replied shy but flirty.

Puck just smiled and headed towards the door. He stopped, hesitated, and then turned to Kurt.

"Um. Tell you what. I'd be very happy and honored if you let me be the one to take you out on your first date and maybe we'll have that first make out session."

Kurt's face lit up. "Oh! That would be wonderful!"

"How about tomorrow afternoon? I could take you out to a movie and a good meal. After all, I'm rolling in dough since I won this bet!"

"Sounds perfect, Noah!" Kurt replied rewarding him and all his efforts with a blazing smile.

The End

A/N Happy New Year every one!