Author's Note: So a little explanation to keep you from being confused. I don't really have a 'specific time' in the show where this story is taking place. It's after Kurt leaves for Dalton. But in my story Sebastian was already at Dalton when Kurt enrolled. So that's where they met. Kurt never returns to McKinley.

There isn't much confirmation in the show about whether the students live at Dalton or not. In my story I'm saying that they do but they are allowed to go home for the weekends. In the Prologue I mention that they're at Kurt's house and that it's the weekend but I felt I should specify here to resolve any confusion about it. I felt that by having them live at Dalton Sebastian and Kurt would be forced to have more interaction.

I also don't know how their classes work so I decided to have them split their classes between two days. So they have a block of classes that they'll go to one day and a different block for the next day.

If you're confused in anyway feel free to review or send me a PM and I'll try to clarify the best that I can. This is my first Glee fanfiction so we'll see how it goes. I'm putting my Axel/Roxas stories on hold for a bit to work on this one because I tend to want to write about whatever pairing I'm currently obsessing over and my obsession has turned to Kurbastian. XD

This chapter is DEFINITELY rated M. There is a lot of swearing. There is going to be hate sex. If you can't handle that then please don't read! Also, another warning: I think Kurt's pretty out of character here.

Song for this chapter is Fuck Me Like You Hate Me by Seether.

Chapter 1: Fuck Me Like You Hate Me

I swirled around the contents of my coffee cup and glared daggers at Sebastian Smythe who was sitting at our study table after Warbler Practice with an arm slung around the shoulders of my friend and roommate, Jeff. The blond shifted in his seat looking mildly uncomfortable. He knew what had gone down between Sebastian and Blaine and about our break up. He wasn't exactly please with the snarky head warbler at the moment but he was slightly intimidated by him and therefore kept his mouth shut as Sebastian rambled about his gay bar adventures.

"Why's everyone so serious?" Sebastian finally asked, noticing the silence of everyone at the table. Everyone being me, Blaine, Jeff, and Nick. "Are you all that disappointed about the dream team breaking up?"

"Shut up," I said calmly as I took another sip of coffee.

An annoyingly smug grin spread across his stupid meerkat face. "So the rumors are true? Klaine is no more? It wasn't because of little old me was it?"

"You certainly did your part in helping it along," I spat, unable to keep up my calm facade. "You got what you wanted. Blaine and I aren't together anymore. Then you didn't even want your prize. I can't believe you caused me so much grief just to turn Blaine down in the end you arrogant asshole!"

He shrugged. "I never said I was after Blaine did I"

"I can't believe you," I said in disbelief. "You stupid chipmunk! You were very obvious about pursuing him even though he was my boyfriend."

"Stupid chipmunk?" He burst out laughing, sliding his arm away from Jeff so that he could lean closer to me across the table. "I promise you this Snow White. It wasn't your dwarf here that I was after. I like a little more fire in my guys."

"Holy hell," Jeff breathed suddenly. His eyes were huge as he gaped at my enemy in shock. "You don't mean..."

Sebastian smirked and sat back, his eyes locked on mine. "Blondie here gets it." He reached up to ruffle the other boys hair only to be swatted away by Nick.

"I know you're a notorious boyfriends stealer but please. You've touched mine enough today Seb," he scolded. "Hands off."

"Only because it's you," Sebastian winked and Nick rolled his eyes.

I glanced over at Blaine only to find him staring into space with a small frown. "You like Kurt," he finally said quietly.

Everyone at the table turned to look at him. Sebastian laughed. "Ding ding ding we have a winner!"

I gaped at him in shock. He was always insulting me, telling me I had a bad case of the 'gay face' and teasing me about my 'girl clothes'. He'd always seemed anything but attracted to me. This had to be another one of his stupid jokes. I narrowed my eyes at him. "I don't want any part of your sick games."

I stuck my nose in the air and stood abruptly. "I'll see you guys later. The overwhelming stench of Slut is making me feel ill," I sneered in Sebastian's direction. "I don't know what you're playing at pretending to be interested in me but back off. I HATE you and I always will."

I heard the angry sound of what could only be Sebastian's footsteps following me and I stalked from the room but I didn't look back, just picked up my pace. I'd almost made it to my bedroom when he finally caught up to me. Strong hands with long slim fingers gripped my shoulder tightly and roughly flipped me around mid stride, making me stumble.

"What is your problem?" I spat. "Aside from the obvious."

Sebastian was scowling. "You're such a judgmental bastard. You act like I'm the son of Satan just because I tease you a bit and flirted with your boyfriend. I'll have you know that he's the one who kissed me that night. I don't understand why you're so damn hateful!"

I gave a scathing laugh as I tried to pry his firm grip from my shoulder. "I don't need to list all of the reasons I don't like you. You're much too..." I trailed off with a frustrated huff, distracted by my inability to loosen his grip. "Let go of me!"

"No!" He brought his other hand up to grab my other shoulder and pushed me back against the wall. Hard. My hands circled his wrists and I dug my fingernails into his skin.

Our breathing was erratic, both of us angry and flustered. "Let go. NOW!"

"I'm trying to talk to you here. Just look at me." I continued avoiding his gaze, digging my nails deeper into his skin. "Look at me!" he snarled.

"No," I said sullenly with a childish pout.

"Why are you so. Damn. Stubborn?" he asked angrily, pulling me forward and slamming me into the wall again between every word.

I squirmed and flexed my fingers. I could feel my nails finally breaking skin. Blood welled up around my fingernails but I refused to release him until he let go of me. His grip on my shoulders only tightened though as he continued to shake me, slamming me into the wall.

"Get you're filthy hands off me Sebastian! I hate you!" I screeched. I tried once again to squirm out of his hold and my front pressed up against him.

We both froze for a moment. His eyes flickered downwards and suddenly his smirk was back, stretched tauntingly across his stupid, unfairly sexy, meerkat face. "You like this." He wasn't asking. The proof had just brushed against his leg.

I closed my eyes and willed my unwanted erection to go away. "No! It's just... the... adrenaline," I spluttered.

He shoved me against the wall again and when I felt the warmth of his breath against my ear my eyes snapped back open. "You want me." He pulled back and looked down at me with an irresistible smolder in his eyes. "All of your denials are lies. Look at this. Perfect tame little Kurt Hummel getting hard from being shoved around. Didn't realize you were into that kind of..."

My hands unhooked themselves from his slightly bloody wrists and I forcefully grabbed the sides of his face, digging my nails into his cheeks the same way they'd been buried in his wrists, and slammed my lips against his so hard that it hurt. He was still for a moment, temporarily stunned, before he threw himself into the kiss. His body was flush against mine, pinning me to the wall. I could feel the hard on that he was sporting rub against mine and I moaned into his mouth. His tongue darted forward and I bit down on it. I could feel his grin against my lips and I snapped at him again, this time catching his bottom lip between my teeth when I brought them together forcefully. I tasted blood. He seemed to like that as he bucked his hips against mine.

"I still hate you," I panted in reminder as I gripped his tie in my hand and dragged him into the room Jeff and I shared. The door slammed shut behind us.

"Don't worry Princess. I know that's what you think. Just keep telling yourself that," Sebastian chuckled as he ripped my shirt open, sending buttons bouncing across the room. He'd already gotten the blazer off and it lay discarded on the floor.

"You're so obnoxious," I mumbled as I fumbled with his clothes. I attempted to pull it open the way he'd done to mine but in my haste I ripped the material, literally tearing his clothes off. Sebastian didn't seem to care. He just shrugged off the shredded clothing and started on our pants.

We were naked in a matter of seconds. I admired the long lean muscles of my enemy, soon to be lover and felt his eyes rake my form as well. Sebastian tackled me onto the bed, his lips sucking and nipping at every available inch of skin. I panted and groaned as he marked me, enjoying the attention. When a warm finger slid around the puckered edge of my entrance I snorted and pushed him over. "No way am I bottoming to you," I informed him as I pushed down on his chest with both hands, hovering over him.

We wrestled for a little while, pulling hair and biting at bare skin. In the end he ended up above me, pinning me down with a surprising amount of strength and a smug grin. "You are today."

He pushed three fingers into my mouth and I bit him as hard as I could. He winced a little but didn't pull back. I glared up at him as I flicked my tongue along his fingers, wetting them. Fine. Let him do what he wants. I'd get back at him somehow.

"There's a good boy," Sebastian cooed mockingly. I bit his fingers again, harder this time in retaliation and reached up to dig my fingernails into his back. His skin was soft and smooth under my hands.

Sebastian growled a little at the pain and shoved two fingers into me without warning. I cried out, eyes watering and tried to relax. "I hate you!" I complained.

He just chuckled and started to stretch me. It wasn't long before he had four fingers inside of me and I was thrusting against them in earnest. He brushed my prostate and I cried out. "Ahhh just fuck me already!"

Sebastian's eyes widened, his pupils blown with lust. "Lube" he growled. "Where's your lube? And condoms?"

"Top drawer," I choked out.

He fumbled for the drawers in the bedside table with his free hand and came up with a bottle of lube and a packaged condom. I watched hungrily as he rolled the condom on with only one hand without a hitch and started lubing up. He slipped his fingers from my body and replaced it with his slicked up cock. I half expected him to just shove it in without any thought for my pain but he was pleasantly slow at first. As my body relaxed and got used to him he sped up. In a matter of minutes I found myself writhing in pleasure as he fucked me into the mattress with such force that I doubted I'd be able to walk tomorrow. One hand gripped the underside of my raised left thigh and the other worked furiously at my hard, weeping dick.

"Harder!" I begged. "Harder Bastian!"

"God Kurt I don't want to break you," he panted.

"Fuck me like you hate me!" I screamed, thrusting frantically along with him. Sweat trickled down my forehead, making my hair stick to my skin. Sebastian was sweating too. It smeared the bloody claw marks I'd left on his cheeks when I'd grabbed his face to kiss him for the first time.

He growled and changed angle, our chest pressed together as he slammed inside of me repeatedly. His grip on my hips was sure to leave bruises. He bit my neck so hard I could feel his teeth break skin. For some unfathomable reason the feeling turned me on.

"Bastiannnnn!" I wailed, raking my fingernails down his back.

"Fuck," he moaned. "Fuck fuck fuck Kurt I'm gonna cum."

"M-m-me toooo," I cried.

He reached up to give one last twist to my cock as he thrust into me so deeply that I could feel the hard ridges of his hipbones against my ass and we both climaxed at the same time. Cum splattered my stomach and Sebastian's hand.

"Oh my god!"

Sebastian didn't even bother to turn and see who'd walked in on us as he pulled out of me. He just closed his eyes and relaxed, letting his entire body weight down on me, his head nestled beneath my chin. He was heavy but not uncomfortably so. In fact I kind of liked the heat of his body against mine. In the hazy warmth of our afterglow I looked up to see what poor unfortunate soul had just witnessed the end our frantic fucking.

Jeff's mouth was wide open, his eyes were round in surprise. He looked like he'd gone into shock. His boyfriend was right next to him and had his eyes tightly shut as he mumbled something to himself about being mentally scarred for the rest of his life and looking like he might throw up. Blaine was there too. He wasn't looking at us tangled up on the bed together. His gaze was directed at the floor. I couldn't quite see his expression but I could tell that he was tensed up by the tightness in his shoulders and his hands curled into fists.

"Hey guys," I murmured sleepily.

I was aware of how bad this looked. Both of us were flushed and drenched in sweat, covered in bruises, bites, and claw marks that left bloody smears over our naked skin. It probably looked like we'd tried to kill each other as we'd fucked. No wonder Nick was looking a little green.

I knew that tomorrow I was going to absolutely loath myself and Sebastian even more so. I was going to be as sore as hell too. I knew I'd have to face my friends and their horror at seeing me naked in bed with the guy I hated more than anything. But I was to tired to worry about it right at that moment. Unable to keep my eyes open any longer I fell asleep with the weight of Sebastian warming me and my three friends still frozen in the doorway.

Ending Note: Ok I really would appreciate some reviews. I suck at writing smut. Seriously. I can put out a good make out scene without a hitch but when it comes to describing sex I get stuck. So I decided that to practice my skills I'd write this story and get some input from my readers. I'm going to try writing different types of sex. This chapter was hate sex. Please please please let me know how I can improve! If you see anything about my writing style that bugs you or sounds awkward let me know so that I can work on it. Constructive criticism is desperately wanted here! I'd also like to hear what things you liked so that I can continue doing them. Thanks for your support. I hope you enjoyed! I'll try to update soon :)