Brittany blushed, looking up at him. “Do you wanna play, master? We can if you wanna…” She smiled, giggling and kissing him gently. Brittany knew better than to start anything. Knowing that masters like doing things on their terms, she wanted to make her new master happy. Since everyone else was happy.
Puck grinned. “Yeah, that’d be awesome. Playing is good.” he slid his hand up the middle of her back, then dragged his nails back down her back. The good thing about knowing about her past…experiences was that he knew she was just that. Experienced.
Brittany blushed, looking up at him as he kissed her. When his hands moved to her ass, her blush brighten and she made a quiet eep noise. She wasn’t scared of him, it was just that she wasn’t expecting him to do that. “H-hi…” Looking up at him, Brittany giggled nervously and blinked slightly.
He laughed softly. “Hi.” he breathed. He kissed her again and bit on her bottom lip, pulling at it slightly and moaning. “Fuck.” he mumbled, sucking on her lip before letting it go and looking at her with a lazy lust in his eyes.
“I-I… Master Sebastian didn’t do anything unless I asked for it and Master Mike doesn’t really count as for good reasons.” She blushed, looking up at him as he held her chin. “I-I…” Kissing him back, Brittany giggled and wrapped her arms around his neck. He was nice and she liked him, so she figured it could be worse.
Puck wrapped his arms around her waist and squeezed gently. She felt so good in his arms, and chances were that she felt even better naked. Only one way to find out he supposed. He grabbed her ass between both of his hands, kneading the globes slowly.
She bites her lip and looks up at him again, sighing softly. “I.. I’m not scared of you.” she says, before rethinking that. “Not as much as I was. I’m scared of Rose..” she admits, though that much should have been obvious. “I… I don’t want to go back to her.”
Puck’s eyebrows rose in surprise. She wasn’t scared of him? Well that was awesome! “Thanks, lady bro.” he sad, grinning. But whoever this Rose was…was she scarier than Puck? “Who says you have to? You’re not ‘claimed’ or whatever right?”
Quinn watched him put his hands in his pockets and bites her lip, looking up at him again. She laughs quietly at his compliment, looking down and clasping her hands together. She supposed that was true but in a place like this it wasn’t actually good. “Thanks.” she murmurs.
Puck watched her little movements. She seemed so nervous and scared. Then again he couldn’t really blame her. He hadn’t heard all of the horror stories yet but he was sure that there were some to be told. “Yeah, no problem.” he said, smiling a little.
She nodded, giggling quietly. “I did. I just thought I did something wrong. I’m not used to people pulling my hair because of something good. But, I don’t mind this.” Brittany smiled, kissing his cheek. Part of her still wasn’t sure about him, but she did trust him. She trusted most people.
Puck blinked. “Really? You had sex with like, two sadistic dudes and neither of them pulled your hair for good reasons?” He let that thought simmer before shrugging and grinning. “Oh well. At least you know now.” When she kissed his cheek, he grabbed her chin and held her so that he could press his lips against hers.
Brittany blushed, looking up at him. “I-I…” She bit her lip slightly, moving back a little as she stopped kissing his neck. Part of her knew he didn’t like that she’d been used, which made sense to her, but she really couldn’t help it. There really wasn’t too much she could do about it, but he seemed okay with it.
Puck raised an eyebrow. “What?” he breathed, leaning forward and tugging her hair back more to expose her throat. He started to kiss and bite along her neck gently, smiling. “Didn’t you want this?”
Quinn bit her lip as he walked closer, tensing only slightly. She wasn’t too scared anymore but she was definitely still wary. She looked down slightly and bit her lower lip gently, tucking a lock of hair behind her ear. “Like you want me,” she murmurs, glancing up at him again.
Puck shrugged, putting his hands in his pockets to give her a little reassurance that he wasn’t going to suddenly lunge at her or start grabbing at her. “Maybe I do.” he said. “A guy would be crazy not to want you.’
Blushing a little, Brittany looked up at him. “M-master… Is something wrong? I know you might be worried about me playing with the other masters, but I know the rules. Now that I’m yours, nobody can play with me. I belong to you now and you’re the only one allowed to play with me.” She had stopped kissing his neck, just looking up at him as she tried to figure out what he needed.
Puck shook his head, but he was happy for that reassurance. He may not like this whole people using his slave before he got here but at least now no one else could. He wrapped his arms around her, running a hand up her back and tangling his fingers in her hair, tugging slightly.
Quinn bit her lip and watched as Puck walked around the room, looking around. She wondered who’s master he was, tilting her head. Probably Brittany, which was good because her friend needed a nice master. “I was just wondering. The way you look at me is… I don’t know.”
Puck started to walk a little closer to her. Not close enough to burst her personal space bubble but just enough to let her know that he was intentionally doing it. His eyes never left her. “And what way am I looking at you?” he asked, grinning.