BORED
Author's Note: Hello! I feel like it's been ages since I last posted, but I'm back now, and with a new fic that is not even remotely associated to the Happy Accident 'verse. I do hope you guys will like it still. This started out as just some basic, PWP smut, but since I love angst and love long stories too much, this ended up as pretty long-ass fic instead. Hope you all will like it.
Warnings: Sex and lots of talks about sex, and a threesome proposition.
Disclaimer: I don't own Glee, Ryan Murphy does. If I did, I'd make Kurt and Sebastian fall in love with each other and do very dirty things to each other every episode (and maybe throw in some Blaine into the mix too). I'm not making any money off of this either. If you sue me, you'll be sorely disappointed since I'm broke. :D
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Kurt was bored. He was seriously bored out of his skull and yet he didn't know what to do about it. Sex with Blaine had always been exciting and fun and tender. But now…now it was just mind-numbingly boring. And to feel that while Blaine was thrusting into him was just plain and utterly wrong.
"Stop," Kurt commanded softly just as Blaine hit his prostrate during one deep thrust. Just because sex with Blaine had gotten boring didn't mean that it was no longer pleasurable. He stifled a moan and gripped Blaine's biceps tightly. "Blaine, please stop," he whispered.
Blaine immediately did and looked at Kurt's face with concern. "Did I hurt you?"
Kurt shook his head as he stroked the curls on Blaine's head that had broken free of the gelmet that kept his fiancé's hair in place. "No babe. I just…we need to talk."
Blaine frowned at that and slowly pulled out of Kurt. He laid down beside Kurt and waited for his fiancé to face him. "I swear to God, Kurt, I did not cheat on you again," Blaine joked, although his smile was a bit nervous.
Kurt chuckled, "It's nothing like that, honey. I just wanted to talk to you," he replied while stroking Blaine's arm. Blaine gave him a look full of curiousity.
Kurt bit his lip and stared into the warm, amber orbs of his partner. "D-do you feel like our sex life has gotten boring?" he asked timidly.
Blaine's eyebrows furrowed at Kurt's question and he grasped the hand that Kurt was using to stroke his arm. "Boring?"
Kurt sighed and sat up, gathering the comforter that was kicked to the bottom of the bed to cover the lower half of his body. "I just feel like sex between us is turning more and more into a routine rather than something we usually got excited about." Kurt looked at Blaine with pleading eyes. "Don't get me wrong, Blaine, I still love being connected with you in this way, but I just feel like…" Kurt trailed off, at a loss for words to fully describe how he was feeling without offending his fiancé. Kurt looked down and buried his face in his hands.
"Sex between us has turned into a chore? The love is still there, but somehow the passion has fizzled? Like something's lacking now?" Blaine finished for him. Kurt raised his head and stared at Blaine's face, only to see a sheepish grin on the man's handsome face.
"You…" Kurt started to say, to which Blaine responded with a brief shrug of his right shoulder.
"Yeah, me too," Blaine vocalized. Kurt blew out a long stream of air from his lips at Blaine's reply and smiled. His eyes gleamed with sudden excitement as he faced Blaine once again.
"What do you say let's spice things up again?"
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They tried everything: toys, kinks, role-playing…it seemed like nothing really worked. They'd get excited initially, but after trying almost everything once, the excitement immediately disappeared. There was only one thing that they haven't tried yet, and both men were very hesitant to bring the idea up again. They both knew they were thinking about it since they talked about kinks and fantasies when they first agreed to spice their sex life up, but neither seemed brave enough to broach the subject again. The idea got swept under a rug until a month after they first opened up about their sexual fantasies to one another.
It was a bright and sunny Saturday afternoon in New York. Blaine and Kurt just got back from visiting their families in Ohio for the summer, but neither stayed longer than a week there since Blaine had a few shows that he needed to do that June Dolloway had booked for him, while Kurt had rebuilt his relationship with Vogue when Isabella Wright offered him a paid internship since – in her very kind words – he was the best assistant she had ever hired.
They both agreed to have coffee that afternoon to clear their minds before venturing back into their hectic, fast-paced lives. They had less than two months to their summer break, and they planned on making the most out of it, even if they were both extremely busy with their work.
They sat in a quaint little whole-in-the-wall coffee shop that they had discovered just outside Columbus University and were enjoying the afternoon when a familiar voice cut through the air.
"How many times do I have to tell you, I don't want to take up law! I like being in pre-med and you can't do anything to make me change my mind! Grandpa's paying for my tuition anyway, so you don't really have a say on what I should take up. Besides, if grandma and grandpa are not complaining about me being in pre-med, then neither should you!" the voice said and both Blaine and Kurt turned to where it was coming from, their eyes both wide all of a sudden. "Why can't you just be happy for me? No, Dad, I am not going home for the summer. Goodbye, Dad," the tall man that Blaine and Kurt immediately recognized ended his phone conversation and pocketed his phone distractedly. The man turned a little after he got his coffee from the counter and met Kurt's and Blaine's eyes. The familiar smirk formed on his lips and he sauntered over to the table where the couple was seated.
"Blaine, Kurt, what a pleasant surprise," Sebastian Smythe's low voice drawled smoothly. Kurt stopped himself from shivering at the honey-coated voice and threw a quick glance at his fiancé who was chewing on his bottom lip nervously. Kurt looked up once again and saw Sebastian eyeing the overstuffed armchair across from him. "May I join you?" the tall man asked, his eyebrow arched sexily. Kurt swallowed thickly, but nodded his assent.
The couple watched as Sebastian flopped gracefully on the chair. "I'd been wondering when I was going to bump into you two," Sebastian commented off-handedly before taking a sip of his coffee. "How are you two lovebirds? Still sickeningly sweet and in love?" he sneered at the couple, although both Kurt and Blaine could feel that there was no malice in Sebastian's tone. On the contrary, there was a playfulness and fondness in Sebastian's tone that was never there when they used to interact back in high school.
"We're doing fine, Sebastian, thank you for asking," Blaine replied politely. He looked at Kurt, who then nodded minutely, as if agreeing to the silent question that was written plainly in Blaine's eyes.
Sebastian eyed the two and huffed. "I see you two are still doing that creepy eye-contact thing you used to do back in high school. Frankly – and I never thought I would say this – I think it got creepier," Sebastian quipped, and then paused for a few seconds as he eyed Blaine and Kurt with an unreadable expression in his eyes. He smiled a little and took another sip of coffee as he cast his gaze outside the big bay windows of the café. When he looked back, he fixed his eyes on Blaine. "You look really good, Blaine," he said, the fondness in his eyes seeping through his voice.
Kurt shifted uncomfortably in his chair and was just about to motion Blaine to forget whatever it was that they were silently communicating about, when he felt the heat of Sebastian's eyes on him. "You too Kurt. There must be something in the water here in New York, because you look really, really good," Sebastian said with a lopsided smirk on his face. Kurt blushed at the comment and tried to hide his pink-turning-crimson face behind his coffee cup. He glanced at Sebastian and saw the smirk turn into a wide smile that was coupled with a soft chuckle.
Blaine eyed Sebastian for a bit and returned the smile. "And how have you been, Sebastian?"
Sebastian shrugged and leaned back in his armchair. "I'm good. As you may have heard after that very loud conversation I had with my father over the phone, I'm currently in Columbia's pre-med program, but my asshole father would rather have me shift to law, which is completely absurd since those two courses have absolutely nothing in common," Sebastian drawled, waving his hand a little like the topic was completely beneath him.
Kurt snorted at the image. It looked too much like the Sebastian Smythe he had met back at the Lima Bean that he couldn't stop himself. Unfortunately, Sebastian heard the derisive sound and turned his attention towards the other boy.
"Was there something you wanted to say, Hummel?" Sebastian asked calmly, although the provocation was plain and clear in his eyes.
Kurt could feel himself bristle at the implied challenge and was just about to open his mouth to respond when he felt Blaine's hand tugging at his arm sharply. He looked at his fiancé and saw the other man was on his feet and insistently pulling at his arm. He gave Blaine a confused look and opened his mouth to ask what he thought he was doing, but Blaine spoke up before he could even utter a word.
"Would you excuse us for a bit, Sebastian? I need to speak to my fiancé real quick," Blaine said politely, although his tone was firm and left no room for argument, so Kurt merely stood as soon as Sebastian nodded, and followed Blaine to the back of the café where the restrooms were. As soon as the door closed behind them, Blaine immediately rounded on him.
"Why would you react that way to Sebastian, Kurt? He was nothing but nice to us since he arrived," Blaine asked gently, though he sounded slightly disappointed.
Kurt couldn't stop the snort that came out of his mouth once again. "He was just waiting for an opportunity to make fun of me," he replied, but there was no heat in his words, and he sounded like he didn't really believe what he had just said.
Blaine shook his head and took Kurt's hands in his. "Kurt, don't be like that. You can't deny the fact that he was nice. He even complemented you; said you look good." Kurt didn't reply to what Blaine said and merely ducked his head to avoid meeting his fiancé's amber eyes.
"Kurt?"
Kurt sighed loudly at the mention of his name, knowing immediately what Blaine wanted to say by the tone he used to say the man's name. "No, please, Blaine. Anyone but Sebastian! We can ask Sam, or even Rider, but please, not Sebastian!" Kurt pleaded, clearly distraught about what the look on Blaine's face implied.
"But Kurt, he's the only one we know who would even consider the idea! Besides, Sam and Rider are both straight," Blaine said, turning puppy dog eyes on his fiancé.
"Elliot or Adam?" Kurt tried weakly, but Blaine just shook his head again.
"Elliot's too good a friend to agree to this, and Adam is your ex."
A pained sound emanated from Kurt's throat as he closed his eyes and placed a balled fist on his forehead. "Good Gaga, I don't even know why I'm letting you sway me into agreeing to this," he mumbled. He felt arms around his waist and a warm breath tickling his neck.
"Come on, babe, don't tell me you're not curious about Sebastian," Blaine purred into his ear. Kurt shook his head and laughed lightly, pushing away a little from the smaller man so he can look at those honey-colored eyes he loved so much.
"I curse the day I found out what our common fantasy is," Kurt murmured before planting a quick kiss on Blaine's lips. "Fine, let's go ask the meerkat."
Blaine and Kurt left the restroom hand in hand and settled themselves in front of Sebastian once again, who gave them an amused look.
"Enjoy your quickie boys?" he jeered without any heat in his words. Just like earlier, there was merely fondness in his tone, and Kurt was not sure if that made him more uncomfortable than Sebastian being mean to him. He scowled and turned to face Blaine once again.
"Forget it Blaine, I can't do this," he whispered loud enough for only Blaine to hear, but the pleading look in his fiancé's face cut him short. "Oh fine! You ask him then!" Kurt huffed in annoyance.
Sebastian's expression changed from amused to puzzled. "Ask me what?" he asked before taking a sip of his coffee.
Blaine took a deep breath and gave Kurt another furtive glance before turning his full attention on the tall boy seated across him and Kurt.
"Would you agree to a threesome with me and Kurt?"
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Sebastian almost choked on the coffee in his mouth when he heard Blaine's question. He wasn't just caught off-guard by it; he was completely thrown off by the question.
"Excuse me?" Sebastian squeaked when he finally got a bit of his bearings back.
Kurt gave Blaine a pained look and shook his head. "I told you this was a bad idea," Sebastian heard Kurt murmur to Blaine.
It was Sebastian's turn to shake his head as he leaned back on his chair and eyed the two boys in front of him in surprise. "You guys aren't even kidding about this," he mumbled. A shocked laugh escaped his lips as he stared at the two men with wide eyes. "Why?"
Kurt bit his lower lip at the question before clearing his throat. "B-Blaine and I…w-we were looking for something to spice up our sex life and…" Kurt trailed off, suddenly at a loss for words.
It was Sebastian's turn to snort. "Try toys or role-playing, or something like that, then," he commented, his tone making it obvious that he still did not want to believe what he had just heard.
"We've tried those, barely worked for us," Blaine replied softly.
Sebastian looked up sharply at Blaine's words. "What?"
Kurt sighed impatiently. "Our sex life had gotten boring, and no amount of toys or role-playing, or whatever had worked to get us passionate about having sex again! When we talked about this, we both had a threesome fantasy, but we were afraid of what it might cost us that we pushed the idea aside! Happy now?" Kurt explained with clenched teeth, his temper simmering just beneath the surface of his not-so-calm façade.
Sebastian was taken aback – not by the sharp tone that Kurt employed as he said those words – but by the honest and straightforward way that the blue-eyed boy had explained his and Blaine's current predicament. He had to admit, he was impressed. He was so impressed that he was surprised by his sudden answer.
"Should we talk about ground rules now or should we just head to your place and do this?"
It was Kurt's and Blaine's turn to be taken aback.
"You're saying yes?" Kurt whispered, unable to believe how things were turning out.
Sebastian shrugged. "You're hot, Blaine's hot…it's not going to be a hardship for me to fuck either of you. Besides, a fuck's a fuck. How many guys in this world can claim that he was able to tap the asses of a hot, engaged couple?" he replied, his reasoning sounding so logical, it seemed to make this agreement rational.
Kurt's eyes were wide as he stared at Sebastian. When he found his voice again, he cleared his throat, took a sip of his coffee, and breathed deeply. The taller boy and looked at him expectantly.
"I-I just wanted to lay down a few rules, if that's okay," Kurt said meekly. He watched as Sebastian arched an eyebrow at him, but remained silent, patiently waiting for Kurt's next words.
Kurt cleared his throat once again and glanced at Blaine who nodded at him encouragingly. "Uhm, Blaine and I are down for anything except for a few hard limits –" Kurt started to say, but was cut off when he heard Sebastian chuckle softly. "What?" he asked the man with an irritated tone.
Sebastian shook his head and eyed Kurt with something akin to fondness in his eyes. "Never have I thought I'd see the day that Kurt Hummel would talk to me about hard limits," he said with another soft laugh. His laugh got a little louder when he saw the fierce blush creeping up Kurt's cheeks. "God, you're just so adorable right now!" Sebastian commented, which somehow made Kurt impossibly redder by the minute.
"Sebastian," Blaine cut in, his tone carrying an implied warning that made Sebastian slowly sober up.
"I'm sorry, go on Kurt," Sebastian said as his chuckles settled down, but the smirk he had on his lips stayed there as he continued looking at Kurt expectantly.
"Like I said, Blaine and I are not into a lot of things, but what we merely wanted to experience with you is a threesome. We don't mind the use of toys and a bit of role-playing, but nothing real hardcore," Kurt finished quickly. He looked at Sebastian's bright, smiling, emerald eyes and he swallowed thickly. "Also, I won't mind if you kiss and fuck Blaine, or have Blaine fuck you, but we have to agree that whatever you do to my fiancé, you should do to me too, in the same way that anything Blaine does to me, he will do to you if you want him to. This is merely to ensure that no one in this agreement gets left out at all," Kurt added, the strength of his voice betraying the way his nerves were shaking inside of him. He turned his gaze away from Sebastian's penetrating stare, but his attention was brought back to the boy when he heard him speak up.
"What about the things that I want to do to you, or the things that Blaine does to you that I'd like to try for myself with you? Am I free to do those things too?" Sebastian asked with all seriousness. Kurt's eyes widened further and couldn't help but get mesmerized by the intensity of Sebastian's stare. He could only nod his assent as he swallowed thickly, feeling hypnotized by Sebastian's emerald orbs. Sebastian grinned at Kurt's response.
"I never thought I would say this, but hearing you talk like that, Kurt, had gotten me all hot and bothered," Sebastian murmured, his tone pure, unadulterated, liquid sex. Kurt felt butterflies form in his stomach, which made him turn his head to look at Blaine who was now sporting a glazed look in his eyes.
Kurt shook his head a little to clear it and sighed as he turned his attention back towards Sebastian, willing the butterflies in his stomach to die, but failing epically to quell the jittery feeling running through his body. "Are you done mocking me, Smythe?" he asked, his tone a little exasperated.
Sebastian cocked his head a little to the left and gave Kurt a confused look. "I wasn't mocking you, Kurt," he replied quietly.
Kurt rolled his eyes and raised his coffee cup to his lips to take a sip. "Yeah, right."
Sebastian sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "I assure you, Kurt, I was not mocking you or your proposition. If anything, I admire you for being brave enough to be the one to broach this subject with me after everything I have done to you both back in high school."
It was Kurt's turn to raise an eyebrow. "Seriously?"
Sebastian gave him a lopsided smile which did nothing to pacify the butterflies that were wrecking havoc inside Kurt's stomach. "Yes, I'm serious. So, shall we proceed to your apartment, or would you rather we go to mine? My brownstone's just a few minutes away from here," Sebastian offered as he gathered his stuff and stood.
Kurt rolled his eyes again as he and Blaine followed suit. "Of course you have a brownstone," he murmured, but more in amusement than in derision.
Blaine chuckled at the exchange and shook his head. "I think Kurt means let's go to your place since it's closer."
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Author's Note 2: Reviews, favorites, and follows are greatly appreciated!