A/N: Hey guys *waves* what's this you ask?
A brand spanking new fic for you lovelies out there who sail the Kurtbastian Gay Cruise Ship of course.
I was watching 'Made Of Honor' the other day and i just thought how alike Tom and Sebastian are and that got the plot bunny marble rolling in my head and et voila this is the outcome, i hope you like it.
- May The Best Man Win -
New York University, 2014
Hallowe'en Night
The music was thrumming through the air, Hallowe'en night was in full swing, various partygoers were socialising throughout the campus, drinking and talking, singing and dancing, each dressed in predictable Hallowe'en outfits; vampires, werewolves, witches, ghosts, fairies and the traditional, Playboy Bunny Sluts roamed the streets between Hayden hall and Weinstein, where the firstyear residence Hallowe'en party was being held, of course, there were parties dotted all over campus, but Hayden and Weinstein were legendary for their parties. Especially at Hallowe'en.
Sebastian Smythe was no different than the other students who were drinking their body weight in alcohol, but unlike some, he only had one main objective: get laid, and have fun doing so.
Of course, that was his life motto. And it worked, he never had to try too hard, he was 19, rich and sexy as hell. Guys threw themselves at him even without lowered inhibitions. But where's the fun in that? He liked the chase. But everyone has weaknesses. Sebastian's happened to be sexy guys scantily clad in various costumes and grinding.
He sauntered towards Hayden, where his date for the evening was waiting, Blaine something or other. Pushing his way through the packed bodies, stopping to raise a brow at his roommate Nick who was currently devouring a little firecracker blond on the stairs. "Bas, Jeff, Jeff, Bas" Nick panted out as the guy -Jeff – pulled him towards a random dorm room.
He got to room 11b smirking at the couples lining the halls in various states of undress, much like Jeff and Nick were.
He felt along the top of the door -searching for the key Blaine had told him would be here when they were dancing, he then went on to whisper an in-depth description of what he wanted Sebastian to do to him as he grinded into him- until his fingers touched a small, cold metal object.
"Gotcha" Sebastian grinned in triumph; he couldn't wait to have Blaine on his knees.
He inspected the key before slotting it into the door and swinging it open quietly.
It was dark. The lights were off but Sebastian could just make out a figure in the bed. "Blaine" he whispered, stalking towards the bed "Blaine it's me, Bas" he began stripping himself of his costume and whispering dirty things in Blaine's ear, who was still not moving.
He pulled back the covers and climbed in, pressing himself up against the length of Blaine, muttering his name and shaking his shoulder slightly.
He's asleep. He was only dancing with me like 10 minutes ago! Well he won't be asleep for long.
He shook his shoulder more insistently, nudging him with his rapidly growing hardness. Usually he wouldn't bother with this much trouble, but Blaine has been desperate for him for months. Wouldn't want him to regret losing the chance to get with him.
After a minute it became clear he wasn't waking up, so he decided to wake him up in the best way.
He slowly dragged his hand across Blaine's hip, stroking across the surprisingly soft skin of his abdomen before travelling downwards…
The next thing he knew he was on his ass, on the floor, the bedside light on and a guy that was most definitely not Blaine, yelling his head off over the loud music from outside and spraying something in his face, or more accurately, his eyes.
Sebastian began yelling too as his eyes started burning, it felt like a fire had been started in his brain.
"My eyes! I can't see! My fucking eyes!"
"How the hell did you get in?!" the other guy shrieked, grabbing his mobile off the side and frantically dialling numbers.
"Blaine! What happened to Blaine? Where the hell is Blaine?!" Sebastian wailed back, still clutching his face as the tears poured out of his burning eyes.
"How did you get in?!" the guy squawked again.
"Blaine! Blaine told me about the key. oh god I Can't fucking see!"
"Did he say it was okay to molest his roommate?!"
"He said you'd be in the library because you're a geek or something! Damn my eyes!"
The guy gasped indignantly and threw a pillow at Sebastian's head causing him to lie flat on the ground "I am not a geek! How dare you!"
"How dare I!? Shit's like mace! What the hell is it?!"
The boy picked up the bottle and inspected it "It's Rain by Marc Jacobs"
Sebastian groaned and slammed his head on the floor.
- May The Best Man Win -
"Ow. Ow ow ow ow!" Sebastian whined pitifully as he leaned over the tap in the common room, washing as much water as he could into his eyes, trying to dispel the evil substance the guy – Who Sebastian now realized to be Blaine's roommate, Kirk or Kurt or something- had sprayed in.
"I have so gotta start being more careful about who I get into bed with" he sighed, flopping onto a chair.
Kurt scoffed as he made coffee "that'd be a big change for you wouldn't it?" Sebastian dabbed his eyes on a towel and glared at Kurt, accepting the proffered coffee cup and looked Kurt up and down, expensive designer pyjama bottoms with what looked like an old football jersey that was way too big for him to be his.
"What's that supposed to mean?"
Kurt smirked. "Oh nothing. But I know all about you"
Sebastian raised an eyebrow; the red-rimmed eyes kind took off the sarcastic edge. "Oh you do, huh? Go ahead. Enlighten me."
"You're a senior"
Sebastian, rubbed his eyes with the towel "uh-huh what else?"
"You're a serial one night stander who preys on the freshmen. You've slept with most of my floor."
"Most of your floor are really hot guys" Sebastian shrugged, leaning back into the chair.
"Most of them are straight"
"Details, details."
Kurt rolled his eyes "Whatever"
Seb smirked over the towel at his expression.
"I also know that apparently you met Zac Efron, which I don't believe, by the way"
"No, I actually did" Sebastian swaggered over to the couch Kurt was sat on and sat down seductively. Well, as seductive as a guy with a towel over his eye can be. "He signed my shirt. Wanna come see it? It's in my room" he practically purred at Kurt, leaning in towards him slightly.
Kurt leaned back and raised a trimmed brow at him "Are you- are you hitting on me?!"
Sebastian smiled and moved away "No. I'm just testing something. You've got what I call the 'doggy bowl' look." He smirked at Kurt's indignant expression.
"Are you calling me a dog?!"
"No, not at all, it's a theory"
"Ah of course, Casanova has a theory. Go on then, do tell" Kurt said sarcastically, turning toward Sebastian whilst also moving away from him at the same time.
"All girls have a look when they're around guys they're attracted to, and it works for guys too. It could be the 'Bunny Rabbit' look which is usually small, twitchy, and completely innocent.
There's the 'Panther' look who prefer to stalk you like you're prey and are usually sleek and mysterious"
"Guess I've found your category" Kurt muttered
Sebastian grinned widely "And there's 'The Doggy Bowl' look. It's a look dogs get when you're about to put their food in front of them"
Sebastian put his lips next to Kurt's ear and whispered "Anticipation"
He winked and leaned back fully reclining against the arm of the chair settling the towel over his face and breathing deeply.
Kurt glared at him "You're offensive! And insane!"
Sebastian smiled "Nope, I'm honest sweet cheeks, honesty is the best policy"
Kurt sucked his teeth before turning and pulling his feet up onto the sofa, so he's crouching rather then sitting.
"You want honesty?" Kurt yanked the towel off Sebastian's face
"I'll give you honesty, I'm majoring in art and design"
"Right."
"I'm studying the proportions of the human face. How it works in conjunction with the clothes suited to them"
"..Uh-huh"
"Your nose is bent up, and it lifts up at the bottom, a feature accentuated by the thinness of your upper lip and the smallness of your ears. Having your bronzed skin tone eliminates a primary colour palette, giving you a washed out look.
Your shoulders are broad but not big, making correctly fitting suits hard to find, your legs are longer than your torso making you uneven when wearing contrasting colours..
And your eyes... They're too far apart, but they'd have to be to accommodate that bent up nose-"
Sebastian didn't have a chance to speak before Kurt continued.
"-So you see, I feel sorry for you.
You have to validate yourself by having insatiable, meaningless, ego-feeding sport-sex with insecure guys like my roommate so you don't have to look in the mirror one day and realize you've literally fucked your life away.
Which is why I would neverhave sex with someone-" Kurt threw the towel in his face "-Like you" he smiled and stood from the sofa, leaving Sebastian sitting there blinking, trying to take it all in.
"Uh.. wow"
He quickly clambered onto his feet, hurrying after Kurt who was now marching back towards his dorm room.
"hey wait up! Come on, stop!"
he pulled Kurt's arm until he turned, eyebrow raised.
"That was... Amazing"
"What was?"
"The honesty! … it was awesome! That was like sex without the awkward after part"
Kurt snorted and carried on walking, Sebastian scrambling after him "Actually, it did feel pretty good"
"Yeah! No-one… No-ones ever said anything like that to me before, been that honest."
Kurt smirked over his shoulder "It's called a friend."
Sebastian stopped walking for a minute. Friend. Hmm, I like it.
"I'm Sebastian, by the way."
"Kurt."
They stopped as they reached the door.
Kurt turned to him.
"Uh... Goodnight."
"Goodnight"
Sebastian brought Kurt's hand to his lips and kissed it gently before Kurt pulled it away.
"Your hand is clammy." Kurt said nose wrinkled in distaste.
"Yeah well, I can see your nipples through your jersey." Sebastian winked as Kurt rolled his eyes and opened the door.
A groan came from inside, Kurt quickly flipped on the light to find Blaine was draped across his bed, obviously wasted.
"Bas!" Blaine groaned happily "Is that you?" Kurt turned his head and smirked at the look of horror on Sebastian's face "Did you really see Zac Efron? Is he hot?" Blaine then proceeded to puke inside a pillowcase and collapse onto the bed, giggling.
Kurt grabbed his own pillow and sauntered past Sebastian "He's all yours… friend" he winked and walked away.
Blaine was staring at Sebastian with a predatory look in his eyes, licking his lips and cringing at the taste lingering there.
Sebastian sighed. "Get some sleep Blaine" he then closed the door and walked back to his own room, he lay on his bed, ignoring the moaning coming from Nick's side of the room, and sighed again.
No sex for him tonight.
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