This is a fill for GKM: Klaine, Tarzan Blaine, barebacking, inexperience, roughsex
I also put this part on GKM but I have not really figured out how to use it, so I'll also upload here.
This is the first part that I have written as an introduction.
English is not my native language and this is the first time writing (and publishing) a Klaine fic.
If you have any comments of suggestions please inform me!
I hope you will enjoy.
(I do not own Glee nor the story of Tarzan)
He groaned, feeling the fabric of his jeans dampening as he made his way further down the dirt path. (Worst day ever!) If he could do this all over again he wouldn't have given in to Rachel Berry's stupid ideas. He would still be in New York, probably drinking a Mocha at one of the many coffee shops.
Sure the nature was beautiful but he just wasn't made for this. He was made for hygienic and pristine clean labs. Not for dirty and wet forests.
Rachel had talked him into this. To apply to do field work for a couple of months at an American reseachcamp, situated Africa of all places.
He had been apprehensive but the damn girl wouldn't shut up about missing once-in-a-live-time chances and about adventure, and in the end he had applied along with his loudmouth roommate.
They had arrived at the camp about 1 month ago. The camp was big, almost the size of a village. But apparently the students were to be sent to smaller camps with a more 'convenient' location.
Kurt got assigned to Unit 5, which was located in the jungle. It took another 2 hour drive from the main camp to get there.
The Unit consisted of a hallway with bedrooms, a dining room/kitchen, living room and a laboratory. At the moment unit 5 consisted of nine people including himself.
Each person had a small but private room with a bed, writing desk and a closet.
At the end of each hallway there was a shared bathroom.
The 'team' of Unit 5 was young. All inhabitants were students around Kurt's age. They mostly had come to study the jungle life just like him and Rachel who were there to try and find types of unknown flowers and study the ones of which little was known.
But there were also some who were there for other studies. One of those people was the reason that Kurt was now walking through the jungle all by himself.
He saw it coming from miles away. The guy, Finn was a soldier in training with the army.
He was stationed in Unit 5 for the protection of the students along with another soldier who only spoke of himself as captain Puckerman. Self-proclaimed most 'bad-ass" soldier ever.
During their first few days Finn had been very nice and helpful during their fieldtrips into the jungle and by the end of the first week both him and Rachel had begun to quite fancy the guy.
Snuggled up on the bed at night Rachel told Kurt stories about how she just knew that she and Finn were meant to be. Kurt kept his interest in Finn quiet.
It wasn't love he felt. There were lots of things about Finn that rubbed him the wrong way.
There were just not that many other options for him out there in the middle of nowhere.
During their preparation for the trip Rachel had told him there would be many students at the camp and surely one of them was bound to be gay and that Kurt should definitely bring supplies because only could get lonely so far away from home.
And it was true. Only a month in and Kurt felt already like the most lonesome guy in the world. Their camp was only nine people large so it was a great coincidence there was in fact another gay person in their camp. But as luck would have it, that person was a girl.
Kurt also had a difficult time getting adjusted to the schedules. He had trouble sleeping and was waking up late. In the beginning Rachel woke him up in the morning but in the last week she's been flirting with Finn and totally seemed to forget Kurt even existed.
That's how Kurt found himself for the third time this week alone in the camp with Mike (the aspiring doctor) and Artie (Doing only lab work).
The others had once more gone out into the jungle without him.
He wasn't planning on sitting around doing nothing. He would show everyone that he would be fine by himself. And thus he was walking through the jungle in the opposite direction that the group usually went.
He followed a small stream, marking trees every now and then. After about an hour of walking he finally found a place that looked promising.
It was a small clearing along the side of the water. It felt so tranquil that Kurt had just had to sit down on a fallen tree and just rest for a bit.
He drank some water from a bottle and grabbed a piece of fruit from his bag while looking around. On the other side of the stream there was a bush with tiny yellow flowers that caught his eye. (I haven't seen that one before..)
He bend down at the water to clean the sweat and dirt from his hands and face and made his way across the water. He heard a strange bird calling from close by and looked around.
Seeing nothing he walked on. When he reached the bush he picked one of the flowers and got his encyclopaedia from his bag to identify it.
Again the call came but this time it was accompanied by the rustling of leaves a little to his left. He stood perfectly still as he watched the spot where the sounds came from.
A small monkey made came from the bushes, sniffing the air and making curious little yelps.
Kurt was fascinated. He hardly ever saw mammals when he was in the jungle. The group of students usually scared them away long before they had the chance to encounter them.
The small monkey (A baboon? Yes it sure looked like one) came closer and sniffed again.
Kurt reached as slow and silently as he could into his bag and took out an apple. Maybe the little fellow smelled the fruit. It had probably never seen an apple before.
He knelt and reached out his hand to the small creature. The baboon eyed him warily but did come closer and took the apple from Kurt's hand.
It sniffed at the fruit and took a little bite.
A sudden yell and jump from the baboon caught him unaware and Kurt tripped and fell on his butt. The baboon was doing some sort of victory dance with the fruit around the clearing and Kurt laughed at the sight.
He had forgotten all about his irritation with Rachel and the other student and just sat there watching. (I'm sure none of the others was this before. Best day ever!)
Suddenly another baboon came down from a tree close to him and joined the smaller one, curious to what was going on. (Oh my god! There's more of them. They are so cute!)
And then one by one there came more baboons from the foliage.
By the time there were around seven of them Kurt was really starting to feel uneasy.
(Just stay still. No sudden movements so they won't feel threatened..)
The apple was now long gone and the smallest baboon which he had given the apple to was approaching him once more. (It's okay. I'll just give him another apple and while they are busy I will sneak my way back across the water and walk back to the camp)
But now the other baboons seemed to notice his presence and also came over to him.
"No! No, no, no! Please stay back. I will give you all the fruit I have!" Kurt begged, quickly reaching into his bag and throwing his bagged food into the group of primates.
Some went to grab the food but most kept advancing. One of the baboons jumped and snatched the bag from his grip. Another latched onto his sleeve and started pulling the fabric so hard it started tearing.
Now Kurt was in full on panic-mode. Waving his arms and kicking his legs, screaming at the creatures to leave him alone. (Why won't they leave?! This have got to be the worst day ever!)
One of the baboons started pulling at his shoes and Kurt gave it a kick more out of surprise than aggression. Unfortunately the creatures immediately took it as a threat and started baring their teeth.
"HELP! Please anybody?! Help me!" Kurt cried crawling until his knocked against the tree.
There were no other sounds other then the wild animals in front of him and Kurt felt the tears running across his cheeks even before he knew he was crying.
The biggest of the baboons charged, Kurt clamped his arms over his face and the next thing he knew he was pulled up into the tree by his a arm and slung over something's (someone's?) back and carried across the braches through the jungle.