Blaine scrunched his nose up with a small snort. "I wasn't expecting you to flip cartwheels up Miami Beach, it just would have been nice if you got more excited about it than you do about pepperoni pizza or the Victoria's Secret catalogue." He rolled his eyes, going for more apple juice which he was really glad was going to stay down. "We've been through this a bajillion times. I want something special. The thought of casual sex does nothing for me. I want proper sex, I want to know what it's like to make love to someone, to be that connected with someone it consumes you totally. It's not just a few rubs in a hole and playing with some balls for a quick orgasm. I can do that myself. I want love and someone special who just makes my days better by nothing more than thinking about them. And I... Kurt is giving me these feelings inside that I don't think I've ever had before. I just really like him and he makes me smile for no reason. He's so sweet, but I think there is a hell of a lot to him to discover. And I want to."
This earned Puck a whack in the arm. "I picture guys naked all the time. They just never have faces. Now they do. That's the thing, though. I don't know if he's into me or just humouring me because I helped him out. He might just be there thinking 'Fuck, when is a polite space of time passed that I can tell him to GTFO without being rude?'"
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This earned Puck a whack in the arm. "I picture guys naked all the time. They just never have faces. Now they do. That's the thing, though. I don't know if he's into me or just humouring me because I helped him out. He might just be there thinking 'Fuck, when is a polite space of time passed that I can tell him to GTFO without being rude?'"