His breath ghosted over my lips as he held me against the lockers. You could tell he was pissed, but about what?
"You asshole" he mutters, and I smile.
"I know" I say, but that does nothing to lessen the tension between us. He's glaring at me now.
"This isn't funny Ken"
"Kurt Kurt Kurt... Calm down jeez" he's still glaring, and holding me against the rough lockers.
"No, Ken, I'm not gonna calm down" He says, letting go of my shirt, not pushing me against the lockers anymore. "What the hell was that about earlier? For the last time! Really?" I smirk, oh that's what this is about.
"I dunno" I say, shrugging slightly, still smirking. He sighs, wiping his hand over his face, then looking at me with those cobalt orbs of his.
"You really think that was funny?"
"Hey, I'm an asshole" I reply, smiling softly. He rolls his eyes, a faint smile tugging at the corners of his lips. Then in a split second, I was pinned against the lockers again. My eyes open wide as I stare into Kurt's. He was watching me intently, that faint smile on his lips.
"I knew that" he mutters, his lips inches from mine, he then leans in and kisses me softly, then quickly pulls away. "Oh shit" I'm staring at him, my eyes wide. He gulps, turning away from me.
"Kurt?" my voice is quiet, and he's still not looking at me. I've never been this shocked, where are my insults? I keep willing myself to make fun of him but all I can do is stare at him. "Kurt? Damn it answer me!" he turns around, and stares at me.
"What?"
"Why did you kiss me?" He shrugs.
"I dunno" I just keep staring at him, my eyes trapped by his cobalt ones. I step forward, backing him up against the wall.
"Wanna do it again?" I ask, placing my hands on each side of his head, blocking him from escape. He just stares at me, then nods after a few seconds. I smirk then lean in, pressing my lips to his. After a moment he starts to kiss back, his strong muscular arms wrapping around my waist. He pulls me towards him and we're pressed flush against each other. He nips on my bottom lip, and I gasp, allowing him to slip his tongue past my lips. I moan softly and he switches our positions, so I'm now pressed against the wall. A cough is soon heard somewhere over by the door and Kurt pulls away from me, looking over at whomever has just found us. James Storm. Damn and standing beside him is Robert, AJ, Frankie, Matt, and Ric. Shit shit shit shit.
"Gentlemen, isn't that PDA?" Ric asks and Matt rolls his eyes. Kurt pulls away slightly, his hand finding mine and our hands intwine.
"Isn't that like asking if AJ's an ass and if Robert and James are queer?" I respond and the Beer Money members blush softly.
"I could get you fired"
"You could have a heart attack at anytime an no one would care except your goons"
"WE ARE NOT GOONS!" The others yell and Ric sighs.
"What did that have to do with anything?" I shrug and Kurt chuckles softly.
"The point is, we're not the only ones who accidentally get caught kissing, gee, AJ and Kaz have gotten caught bunches of times" AJ blushes and Ric looks over at him. "Robert and James have been caught too" Ric's gaze floats over to Beer Money. "and lastly, Matt Morgan. The blueprint... We all know you have been caught with little Brian Kendrick" Matt looks away an Ric looks disgusted and stomps off. His goons follow behind and Kurt smiles over at me.
"God I knew I loved you for a reason"
"awww Kurt liiikes meee!" I tease, poking his arm. He rolls his eyes and kisses my cheek.
"yeah I do 'ya doof" I grin cheekily.
"Now, where were we?" I smile and kiss him. This is bound to be interesting.
... I have no idea where this came from...
but this was before Bound For Glory, during Ken Anderson's promo with Kurt Angle