The door creaked open. Finn Hudson stood frozen in the doorway, backpack slung over one shoulder, eyes wide as saucers. "Uh... Mr. Schue? I was just—" His voice trailed off, mouth hanging open as he took in the scene: Puck, bare-assed and grinning like a madman, grinding his naked hips against their former teacher’s trapped face. Will’s muffled whimpers filled the tense silence. Finn’s gaze darted from Puck’s sweat-slicked back to the way Will’s fingers clawed uselessly at the linoleum. "What the hell, Puck?"
Puck didn’t miss a beat. He lifted his hips just enough to let Will gasp for air, then slammed back down with a wet squelch. "Relax, Hudson. Schue here’s just gettin’ a lesson in respect." Another thick, sulfurous fart ripped through the air, making Finn recoil. Will’s body convulsed beneath Puck, his choked gagging echoing off the lockers. Puck smirked over his shoulder at Finn. "Wanna join? Teacher’s pet could use some extra credit."
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