Chapter Two- Tell Me, Say it, Mean It
Blaine's sitting in the passenger seat of Kurt's Navigator, bobbing his head along to music Kurt can't hear when they walk up. They are lucky, apparently two girls are wrestling in the study and the whole party seems to have migrated in that direction. The only people who see Dave walking out with Kurt is a few people from Glee club and they must all think he's protecting Kurt or something. They make it to the car with no one seeing them and Kurt slips into the driver's seat while Dave sits in the back. The music playing in the car is Kurt and Blaine's current sing-a-long Disney melody and Blaine's mouthing the words to Part of Your World. "Are you listening to Disney songs?" Dave asks from the back as Kurt pulls out of the driveway.
"Yep," Blaine says with a smile and proceeds to sing along with the next verse. Kurt looks over at him briefly and smiles. "Do you remember how to get to my house?"
Kurt gives Blaine a withering look and Blaine throws his hands up in mock defeat. The car ride is mostly silent, various Disney songs playing and occasionally Kurt or Blaine will start to sing along under their breath. Dave watches them both from the backseat; the way Blaine's hand rests on Kurt's thigh, the way they both glance over at each other when they stop at a red light, and the way Blaine smiles to himself when Kurt isn't looking. Once or twice Kurt looks up in the rearview mirror and catches Dave's eyes. He smiles, a soft and reassuring smile, that makes Dave feel better. "Holy shit," Dave says as they pull up to the giant house.
"I know, right," Kurt says with a smile. "Blaine's kind of rich."
"My parents are rich," Blaine says as he gets out of the car.
Kurt gives Dave a look while they get out of the car, that kind of sarcastic 'whatever you say' look that Dave knows Kurt gives to his teachers when they tell him to do something. They both follow Blaine up into the house and Dave stands by the door while Kurt shuts and locks it. Blaine moves into the living room, stripping off his jacket and throwing it on the couch before flicking a dim lamp on and walking through another door at the back. "He's probably going to check messages," Kurt says softly as he hangs up his jacket on the coat rack, "to see if his parents called."
"Wouldn't they just call his cell?" Dave asks, looking around the house a little in awe.
"If they actually wanted to talk to me, yeah." Blaine comes up from behind them, through a different door that Dave can see leads to the kitchen. "Except all they really want to do is make sure that people think they are being good parents. They couldn't care less where I am, what I'm doing, and especially who I'm with."
Kurt gives Blaine a soft look, the kind of look Kurt gave him when they first stared talking at the party. "Blaine's parents really dislike me," Kurt says softly. "I think they were still under the impression that Blaine might change his mind, until he brought me home."
"Kurt is kind of everything my father hates," Blaine says, leaning up against the wall. "But he's also things my father didn't expect; like smart and witty and good with cars. They were better when they could lump gays into one stereotype, guys like Kurt, and they knew I didn't fit into that. It kind of blew my dad's mind that Kurt was the one who changes the oil in my car, not me."
Kurt laughs. "You are helpless when it comes to cars," Kurt says softy. Blaine laughs but the conversation dies, each boy looking at the other and then back. Dave's not sure what is going to happen, or if Kurt's going to tell Blaine that his kissed him back at the party. Dave's kind of worried that Blaine agreed to this, but will get angry and things will get bad. "So... I kissed Dave."
He breaks the silence with that one comment causing both Dave and Blaine to turn to look at him. "Umm..." Dave says, because he's not sure what he can say.
"I thought I should be honest here," Kurt says softly. "I mean, I'm not sure what the protocol is for messing around with a friend with my boyfriend, but I figured full honesty was probably a good idea."
Blaine laughs and smiles at Kurt. "Come here," he whispers. Kurt walks over to him and lets the shorter boy pull him close, kissing him deep and running his hands along Kurt's hips. Dave watches, half fascinated and half scared, as Kurt mewls and presses against Blaine. "Full honesty is good," Blaine says as he pulls away.
"Obviously," Kurt says. His voice is deep and rough, his breaths are coming out in little pants, and he's leaning up against Blaine as if it's the only thing keeping him standing. Dave's never seen Kurt like this... So very relaxed. He turns in Blaine's arms, letting his back fall against Blaine's chest and the shorter boy holds him tight, resting his chin on Kurt's shoulder. Both boys turn their gaze to Dave. "Hey," Kurt whispers.
Dave laughs softly. "Hey Kurt," he says because he can't think of anything else that wouldn't be totally inappropriate.
"Come here?" Unlike Blaine's command, Kurt's is a question and he holds his hand out for Dave. Dave's not sure what is going to happen, but he's beginning to see that Kurt is the only person he trusts. He takes the hand and walks towards them, closing the distance between himself and the couple. He's standing awkwardly in front of them, holding Kurt's hand, and silently praying this isn't where Blaine freaks and kicks his ass. Because, for a short dude, he's very strong.
Blaine looks up at Dave. "I'm not going to hurt you," he whispers softly. Kurt shivers as Blaine's breath trails over his neck. "I do want to make sure you understand something though." Dave nods, trying to focus all his attention on Blaine, but he's still just a little scared about this whole thing. "Kurt's my boyfriend. I intend to spend the rest of my life with him, if he'll have me. I love him more than anyone I've ever known. I'm willing to share him tonight, because you need this and because in a way, I think Kurt and I need this too. I'm not going to explain why, because I'm really not sure I can. But I want you to understand that this is a one time deal. I don't want you to get hurt because you find yourself getting feelings for either one of us."
Dave kind of wants to say that's already happened, but he doesn't. Mostly because he isn't sure that he likes Kurt for Kurt, or likes him because Kurt is giving him redemption and compassion. "I understand," Dave says. "I won't lie, I'm attracted to Kurt."
"It's hard not to be," Kurt quips and both boys give him a look. "What? I'm just trying to lighten the mood here. Blaine's being all serious and Dave looks like he might fall out in the floor. Can we all just agree to let this be what it is? Just us helping a friend explore his sexuality?"
Blaine smiles and nods, pressing a kiss lightly to Kurt's cheek. "As always, you are right."
"Glad to see you are finally realizing that," Kurt says with a smirk. "Can I kiss him?"
It's kind of odd, and a little hot, that Kurt's asking for permission from Blaine. Dave thinks he's finally figured out which one of them is the most dominate in this relationship, which confirms his theory that Blaine is a scary dude if he dominates the Ice Queen that is Kurt. "Of course," Blaine whispers in Kurt's ear.
Kurt shivers but turns his attention to the larger boy in front of him. He pulls Dave's hand until Dave moves in closer and eliminates the space between them. When Kurt leans up to kiss him this time, Blaine's right there with them. His mouth parts for Kurt automatically and his can feel Kurt's hands running up his arm. Kurt's tongue dances with his and he moans into the kiss, wrapping his arms around both Kurt and Blaine and pulling them closer. His hands are resting on Blaine's hips and Kurt lets out a tiny whimper that makes Dave pull away. "Are you okay?"
He looks down at the boy, his eyes a dark navy now and his lips cherry red. "I'm fine," he says reassuringly. "Please kiss me again."
Dave doesn't wait to fill the request, just leans back down and captures Kurt's mouth. Blaine's hands are stroking Kurt's hips and bumping into Dave's stomach as they do so. Kurt's hands are wrap around Dave's neck, his fingers in the tiny hairs back there. Kurt nips at his bottom lip and he groans, pulling away and resting his forehead against Kurt's. "So hot," he hears Blaine whispers into Kurt's ear. "I didn't think..."
Dave looks up to see Blaine staring at them both, watching them with eyes that are so dark, they are almost black. "You didn't think what?"
"I didn't think it'd be that hot, watching him kiss you." Blaine answers honestly. "Kiss me," he says.
Kurt's eyes go wide and he steps to the side, pressing against Dave's side and running a hand down his spine. The touch feels warm and encouraging, so Dave steps towards Blaine and pulls him closer by the waist. When their lips meet, something changes in both of them. Dave knows, because he's been with Santana, that the difference is in the fact that both Blaine and himself are dominate. Both boys are fighting to control the kiss, their touches are hard and their kisses are deeper. Blaine's hand wraps around to the back of Dave's neck and tries to pull him closer. There's no more room and when Dave nips Blaine's bottom lip, the other boy growls. Dave realizes he was right about Blaine's strength when Blaine pushes him and turns him, before pressing him up against a wall. The height difference is strange with Blaine on his toes and Dave leaning down. The kiss gets dirtier, Blaine pressing Dave into the wall by his hands on Dave's shoulders. Dave moans and his eyes fly open to see Kurt standing behind them. His eyes are darker and he's watching them both without blinking. "Fuck," Blaine hisses out and thrust his hips up.
"Shit," Dave says and he's pushing Blaine away. Blaine steps back, fighting to control his breathing, and Dave stays pressed up against the wall, breathing heavy and his eyes darting around the room.
"Shh," Kurt says softly, although he doesn't move near the boy. Both Kurt and Blaine are standing a few feet away from him, giving him space to breath. "What's wrong?"
Dave's not sure he can put it into words yet, instead he lets himself slide down the wall until he's sitting on the floor with his knees folded into his chest. Once his breathing returns to normal, he looks up at them. Kurt's eyes are filled with worry and Blaine looks guilty. "I'm sorry," Blaine whispers.
"It's not your fault," Dave says.
"Can you explain what happened? Why did you freak out?" Kurt still doesn't move towards Dave while he talks.
Dave shakes his head. He can't do this. "I..."
Blaine is the first to step forward, coming to kneel by Dave. "You don't need to be afraid of this."
"I'm... It's..." Dave's half sentences makes no sense to him, but apparently they do to Blaine.
Blaine places a hand on Dave's knee. "You've been told that these feelings are wrong," Blaine whispers. "You've made Kurt's life hell because everyone told you that a man being attracted to another man is wrong. You are terrified to come out and terrified of yourself. But you don't have to be Dave."
Kurt steps up and kneels in front of Dave, his hand on the other knee. "You shouldn't feel scared or ashamed of enjoying this," Kurt says softly.
Dave looks up at them. "I am though. I'm scared of how much I like this. Of what it means."
Blaine looks at Kurt and then back at Dave. "You cannot change who you are attracted to Dave. You can ignore it until it becomes too much to bear. But all that will do is make you miserable and eventually kill you from the inside. However, if you want to walk out that door and ignore how you feel, then do it. I'm not going to force you to stay or to do this. But if you want to be more at home in your own skin, if you want to accept yourself, you have to accept that you want this. That you want Kurt and me sexually."
Dave looks up at Kurt. "I want you to say it," Kurt says softly. "I want you to look me in the eyes and tell me two things. I want you to tell me that you are gay and I want you to tell me that you want this. Tell me that you want Blaine and me."
Dave wants to break the eye contact with Kurt, but those blue eyes are holding him there. He knows he wants this but he's not sure he can admit it. Saying it out loud makes it all real, makes it tangible. "I'm..." he starts to say and stops, searching Kurt's eyes. Kurt's other hand reaches up and cups his cheek. The gesture is gentle and comforting, something he never felt when he was with a girl. "I'm gay," he whispers in a rough voice. Once the words are out, it feels like a weight's been lifted off him. He breathes in deeply because he feels like he can. Something changes inside him, shifts from something dark to something brighter. "And I do want you both."
Kurt rewards him by leaning in and kissing him, soft and caressing against his lips. When he pulls back, all three boys are crying softly. Blaine also leans forward, pressing a matching soft kiss to his lips. "We should go upstairs," Blaine whispers. "I'm not doing this in the foyer, I'll never be able to look at my parents again without laughing."
Kurt giggles and stands up, stretching his arms over his head. His shirt rides up, exposing a pale strip of skin above his skinny jeans. "You really are beautiful," Dave whispers.
Kurt looks down at him and Blaine, both boys watching him with equal looks of admiration. "I know," he says with a wink and a cock of his hip. "Are you two coming or am I going to be left all alone."
They way he says the last word, in a dark voice with a teasing tone, makes Blaine groan and Dave's eyes widen. "Minx," Blaine hisses out and he stands, reaching down a hand to help Dave up. Kurt's bouncing up the stairs, his ass on display for the two boys below him. Dave smiles to himself and lets Blaine lead him up the stairs by the hand. Once again Dave wonders what he has gotten himself into, only this time he is not afraid.