Title: The Biggest Game Of The Season
Rating: M for Sex, Adult Language, and Possible Rape
A/N: I have not written a fanfiction in quite some time, so pardon if it seems a little off.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Glee characters. I just love them.
"Wooh!"
A rowdy crowd of dirt-covered football players came barreling into the stale locker room, still high on their victorious first two quarters. It was halftime and they had a twenty-one point lead on the opposing team. The win-deprived football team of Mickenly High hadn't beaten a team all season.
The loudest of the crowd was none other than the newly-recruited defensive linebacker Dave Karofsky. He'd done most of the blocking during the early half of the game (actually injuring one player) and was beaming from all the compliments he was getting from his appreciative teammates.
He sat down on an uncomfortable cement bench, stretching his back a little and groaning from the small bit of relief the small action gave him. Dave rolled his right shoulder, a little achy from slamming the competition so fiercely and continued to grab his Gatorade bottle, guzzling the drink sloppily and allowing some of the liquid to splash on his chest in a futile attempt to cool himself a bit.
Mike Chang, one of the faster offensives on the team, was watching through the ajar door intently. He seemed unconcerned about a cut he'd received on his neck when he'd been slammed on the field. Karofsky curiously tossed his empty bottle at the boy, earning a small look of disdain.
"What are you gawkin' at Chang," Karofsky inquired in his jock-heavy tone.
"The Cheerios are performing a new number." Mike answered, not bothering to look in Karofsky's direction.
"You can remember their numbers? I just thought they did a bunch of flips and spins and stuff."
Mike snorted at the remark, and then muttered something about the air-headed football player only caring about himself. Intrigued, Karofsky nonchalantly pushed passed the smaller teammate and watched as the Cheerios lined themselves to start, barely noticing the mohawked-teen Noah Puckerman posted on the wall next to him.
Puck had been silent most of the game. Quinn had moved on, and Santana had begun an exclusive "friends with benefits" relationship with Brittany. It was fall, so Puck's cool cleaning business had cooled off for the season. Basically, the Puckster was lonely. He started to go home, but realized that Finn would never let him live down skipping their greatest victory to date. Finn, ironically, had gotten a cold and had to miss the game himself. Puck looked at the lumbering football player standing a-little-too-close-for-comfort next to him. He didn't particularly dislike Karofsky. He just found him..dumb.
Karosky started to comment at how long it was taking the performance to start when the loud sound of drums exploded across the field. He'd recognized the beat from the radio, but couldn't pinpoint which song. A flurry of red firecrackers flew across the sky. Then the rows of Cheerios parted to reveal a face he recognized all too well. Kurt Hummel, McKinley High's Prissiest Diva or, as Dave called him, the dumpster-diving homo, came swishing through the rows in his jewel-studded Cheerios outfit.
Kurt felt his face grow hot with excitement. He lived for moments like this, when the whole crowd focused on him, when he had his chance to truly shine. Kurt took a deep breath and put on his sassiest face, a little trick he'd picked up from Mercedes. He felt Brittany and Santana gripping his opposite shoulders, and began singing into the microphone-set hooked around his ear.
"So I got my boots on, got the right 'mount of leather
And I'm doing me up with a black color liner
And I'm workin' my strut but I know it don't matter
All we need in this world is some love."
Karofsky felt his lips slightly part and jumped a little when he realized he'd dropped his helmet. He had no idea that the fashion-queen could sing the smoking song the way he was. And the way he was moving his body was..just..damn. Karofsky licked his lips absent-mindedly. He'd just drank some Gatorade, so there was no way his mouth should have been this dry.
"There's a thin line, 'tween the dark side and the light side, baby tonight.
It's a struggle, gotta rumble; tryin' to find it."
Puck's eyes widened at the sight of Kurt, Brittany, and Santana grinding sexually on each other. He couldn't help but notice how much smoother Kurt could roll his hips than the other two. The teen could only imagine how good it would feel to have those hips bouncing up and down on his..Oh man. Puck have to readjust his stirrup pants in order to allow his cock to press comfortably against them. Where the hell had these sexual feelings towards his fellow Glee member come from? Not once during all the practices and performances they'd done together had Puck thought of the boy in a sexual matter. And Puck had never once thought of himself as of bisexual nature. But Puck didn't care. All he knew was that one thing was inevitable. Before this school year was over, he was going to fuck Kurt Hummel. And he found himself pretty comfortable with the idea. Kurt was untouchable sexy, kinda like a nun. This didn't phase Puck. I mean, who could resist his smoking hot guns and captivating smile?
"But if I had you, that would be the only thing I'd ever need
Yeah if I had you, then money fame and fortune never could compete
If I had you, life would be a party it'd be ecstasy."
Both the boys found their hearts skipping beats. It was almost as if he was singing directly at them. Puck and Karofsky continued to watch the entire performance through, entranced at the skills Kurt was displaying.
Karofsky grabbed his helmet and placed it placed it back a top his head. This sudden attraction to Kurt was startling. Karofsky had always considered himself a man's man, not a man who was into men. He found the whole thing repulsive. Though the idea of hooking up with Hummel seemed foreign, Dave didn't find the feelings disgusting at all. Meanwhile Puck was contemplating ways to get into Kurt's fashionable pants.
The roar of applause from the astounded crowd brought both of the boys back to reality. They looked at each other and nodded in acknowledgement. With the half-time performance over, the football players needed to get back into their champion mindsets. Even though they continued to win the game, neither of the teenagers had been able to concentrate on the game wholesomely. Karofsky and Puck knew one thing for certain. They needed to talk to Kurt.
A/N: Just found out Chord Overstreet will be playing Sam, Kurt's boyfriend (also Finn's protégé and eventual competition). He won't affect this story at all, however, because I'm not including him. Maybe another story. Anywhos, please review. They're what keep me inspired.
P.S When writing this chapter, I discovered that Karofsky wasn't an actual member of the William Mickenly High Football Team. Oh, and the song was Adam Lambert's "If I Had You."