Pairing: Kurtbastian
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Kurt Hummel finds an unexpected acquaintance with Sebastian Smythe after a tough break-up. He tries to keep their fling a strict Friends with Benefits situation, but Sebastian starts to break through his carefully guarded walls, even though he isn't necessarily an open book, either.
A/N: Sorry for leaving everyone hanging last chapter, but that scene was written in my head long before I decided to make a fic out of it, so even as I wrote, wanting to change how things played out for our boys, I just couldn't do it. I'm not sure what exactly to put warnings for since I've seen everything from oral to barebacking to rimming as warnings on fics, but I figure this is NC-17, so know that anything goes. I'll put warnings up if I plan to do anything extreme, I suppose. Anyway, hope everyone is enjoying it so far! I appreciate all of your feedback.
Sebastian groaned as he woke, light streaming through the thinly veiled curtains on his window. He scolded himself for forgetting to pull the thicker shades closed. He supposed he was a little distracted last night. It was nice to have all of his memories from the previous night flooding back to him. This was a convenience he wasn't usually able to enjoy due to his often frightening consumption of alcohol.
Remembering the events of last night didn't mean Sebastian knew exactly what to do with them in his head. Whatever he had hoped for, it still went against everything he had expected. He certainly didn't think the night would end with having sex with Kurt in his bed. He didn't know Kurt that well, but he was pretty sure going home and sleeping with random friends wasn't part of his usual character. Though, Kurt had been the one to initiate it, Sebastian thought, remembering him lean in, breathing hot and heavy against Sebastian's ear as he told him, "I want you," and technically, Kurt wasn't even really a friend. Well, maybe.
The Karofsky incident changed Sebastian and while his general lifestyle didn't change, he began to understand consequences of his decisions. He was able to mend things with Blaine, but what he didn't expect was mending things with Kurt. He didn't even realize he cared until afterwards when they had become…acquaintances, for lack of a more fitting word. It was when the three of them all hung out together with a bunch of other Warblers that he saw Kurt's real personality, bitchiness much less noticeable. The hateful part of their banter changed and he actually considered himself finally able to tolerate Kurt for extended periods of time. They weren't friends, no, but they weren't enemies or even just indifferent to each other. Sebastian thought Kurt was just starting to trust him to be alone with Blaine when they had broken up.
That was certainly a shock to Sebastian. The two had seemed pretty solid with all of his failed attempts at seducing Blaine, but maybe he was seducing the wrong member of the couple, Sebastian thought now, the scent of Kurt's cologne still on his sheets. As inviting as that scent might be, he didn't need any reminders of his one night stands in his bed, not that Kurt could even really count.
Sebastian rolled himself out of bed, ripping off his sheets and depositing them in the linen basket for the maid as he made his way downstairs. His mother, Elizabeth, was at the kitchen table, sipping her coffee and reading some magazine for middle-aged housewives while his sister, Sadie, sat next to her eating a bowl of cereal.
"You're up early," his mother commented, looking up at Sebastian.
"Forgot to close my shades," Sebastian muttered, pouring himself a cup of coffee.
"Where's your new beau? Won't he be joining us for coffee and breakfast?" Sadie chirped mockingly. Clearly his mom told Sadie. He could only imagine their conversation after his mom ran downstairs to inform Sadie of what she walked in on. They gossiped together way too much for Sebastian's liking.
"Hardly my beau. And he escaped through the window and down the drain pipe after you guys decided to get home two hours before you said you would."
"Not our fault. Your dad had some work emergency," Elizabeth said, with clear contempt in her voice that said she didn't consider it an emergency. "So, he called Jean-Paul to move up our take-off time. Your Mémère was furious. She apparently wanted to take us out for dessert at some patisserie her friend just opened, so she threw a fit. You know how she always likes to pick a fight with her son, though."
Sebastian grumbled in understanding as he sat down next to his mother and sister.
"Enough about our night, though," Sadie interjected. "How was your night? You still have sex hair, I see."
"That would be sleep hair, Sadie. I did take a shower last night, thank you."
"Did he really escape through the window?" she asked.
"No," Sebastian replied sarcastically. "He's upstairs hiding in my closet."
Sadie burst out in laughter and it took Sebastian a moment before he understood and release a chuckle.
"Like you would know anything about hiding in a closet," Sadie grinned and punched her brother playfully as she got up to put her bowl in the sink. Elizabeth smiled and rolled her eyes at her children's exchange.
"In all seriousness, Seb, please lock your damn door," Elizabeth said.
"Yeah…sorry about that. I will," Sebastian promised.
"You're lucky it was me and not your father," Elizabeth told him.
"You say that like Dad ever comes into my room," Sebastian said, putting his coffee cup in the sink. Elizabeth grumbled this time as Sebastian began to retreat to his room.
"Don't forget that we're doing dinner with Uncle Todd tonight," Elizabeth yelled after him.
"You know I'm not going," Sebastian shouted back.
"I'll make him behave, I swear."
"Not going to happen." Sebastian heard his mother's sigh from halfway up the stairs, but it didn't matter. He was already starting to form other plans, anyway.
The first time Sebastian invited Kurt out with him to Scandals it had been a rash decision. Kurt looked upset and he had gotten used to hanging out with him and some of the other Warblers, so why not? The second time, though…Sebastian didn't have "rash decision" as an excuse. It was more like…once Sebastian had his eyes set on something, it didn't leave his mind until he got it. This was how it worked with all of the guys he hooked up with. He saw them at the bar or on the dance floor and it was like his brain told him, "target acquired." Being blessed with his handsome face, hot body, and charming personality, it wasn't usually a challenge to seal the deal and then move on. He had a few hookups that he'd sleep with on more than one occasion, but for the most part he always got bored and got rid of them sooner or later. Blaine was one of the only targets that Sebastian didn't eventually sleep with and it took almost blinding the guy to finally stop thinking of him as a potential hookup. Blaine aside, though, it was rare for the whole process to take more than maybe two meetings at the bar.
Kurt was different, though, because Sebastian knew Kurt. When the hell did he become a target? Sebastian supposed it was when they had started dancing last weekend. He certainly wasn't expecting that, but Kurt was pretty hot when he wasn't being such a snarky bitch and maybe that was solidified when watching Kurt, inebriated and free, and dancing in a way Sebastian really hadn't expected. So, "target acquired," his brain thought, but Kurt wasn't like that, or so Sebastian thought. He figured that eventually he'd hook up with Kurt, but it happening so quickly was a surprise for Sebastian.
Only, he didn't actually seal the deal, he thought. He couldn't help but still feel incredibly frustrated at the way last night ended, but there wasn't much he could do about it. Once someone said no, it meant no, even if it was in the middle of sex. So in the end, it didn't really count, and Sebastian couldn't get this thought out of his head. It was this reasoning that encouraged him to text Kurt.
(12:12) Sebastian: So…I think we have some unfinished business. ;)
(12:27) Kurt: Do we, now?
(12:29) Sebastian: Yep. My family is going to be out for a few hours tonight, so you should come over. I can pick you up and we could grab some drinks first if you want.
(12:50) Kurt: I think I'd like to have my car this time with full ability to drive it. I had to stumble around to find a point of reference last night before I could call a cab. Besides, let's not deviate from what we know this is.
Sebastian bit back a smile. He was calling Kurt over for a booty call and Kurt was saying yes.
(12:55) Sebastian: Deal. Be here at 6.
Five-thirty came around and Sebastian was seeing his mother and sister to the door.
"Sure you don't want to come, Seb?" Elizabeth asked.
"Hmmm, let me think," Sebastian pretended to consider it. "Dinner with an uncle who keeps trying to set me up with some female intern from his office. Not going to happen."
"Your dad will be there," she reminded him.
"You're just giving me reasons to not go," Sebastian said.
"You haven't seen him since before we left for Paris. I don't know when he'll get back tonight. He has to go into the office again after dinner."
"I love you, mom," Sebastian said, dismissing her arguments. "Besides, I have plans. Which reminds me, please work on the whole knocking thing."
"Ugh, Sebastian. I did not need to know that," Elizabeth said, smacking him lightly. "Good-bye. You will be missed," she promised, kissing his cheek and following Sadie to the car who waved on her way out. Sebastian waved lightly before shutting the door behind her.
The half hour felt like a ridiculously long wait and Sebastian wasn't exactly sure what to do with himself. He couldn't remember the last time he felt this wound up after inviting a guy over, but eventually his phone vibrated with a text message.
(6:03) Kurt: I'm here.
Sebastian opened his front door to find Kurt leaning against the wall.
"Doorbell didn't work, babe?" Sebastian smirked.
Kurt made a noise of disgust as he stepped inside. "Don't call me that."
"Whatever you say, babe. So, do you, uh, want something to eat or something?" Sebastian asked awkwardly.
"What did I say about not deviating?" Kurt asked rhetorically. "Anyone home?"
"Nope. They'll be out for a few hours."
"Good," Kurt murmured, reaching up to kiss Sebastian and turning them so Sebastian was pressed against the door. Kurt caught him off guard, kissing him deeply and unbuttoning his jeans. Before he moved onto the zipper, though, he was pulling Sebastian forwards by his belt loops before reaching to grab his wrist and pull him up the stairs.
Once inside Sebastian's room Kurt locked the door behind them and they wasted no time in undressing each other. Jeans were pulled down and shirts were ripped off as Sebastian pushed Kurt down onto the bed. He smiled and licked over the light marks he made last night, sucking new ones onto Kurt's smooth and otherwise flawless skin. He nipped lightly at the skin on each of Kurt's hipbones before traveling to the center and dipping down smoothly onto Kurt's cock. Kurt released a moan as Sebastian sucked with Kurt hot and heavy on his tongue. He bobbed gently for a few minutes as Kurt's hands snaked through his hair, not pulling or guiding him, just resting lightly.
Sebastian pulled off with a pop and flipped Kurt over quickly as he hissed at the sudden sensitivity. He spread Kurt's legs with one hand as he grabbed the bottle of lube and a condom from his nightstand with the other. After slicking up his fingers he pressed a finger in gently, fucking in as Kurt rocked his hips back. Sebastian was taken aback again at how tight Kurt was. He slowly pressed another finger in, opening slightly and reveling in the way Kurt's muscles contracted against his fingers. He added a third finger and smirked at Kurt who was still groaning and pressing back for more.
"On your knees," Sebastian ordered, pulling his fingers out and gripping at Kurt's waist to help him up. Kurt complied quickly, glancing back to watch Sebastian and sucking in a breath as he saw what Sebastian was about to do.
Sebastian spread Kurt's cheeks wide as he dipped his head down. He stuck his tongue out, tracing a slow, teasing circle around Kurt's hole. Kurt groaned Sebastian's name as he finally stuck his tongue in, fucking him with it shallowly. He twirled his tongue teasingly.
"Sebastian, fuck me," Kurt begged finally. Sebastian stopped to bite Kurt's ass gently as he pulled on a condom and covered himself with lube.
"Whatever you say, babe," Sebastian said as he pushed into Kurt. He could feel the tension receding gently off of him as he adjusted, still blown away by how tight Kurt was. He didn't wait as long this time before pulling back and slamming into Kurt. His moans intermingled with Kurt's as he built up a momentum, gripping at Kurt's waist as he slammed in again and again. He positioned himself to drag against Kurt's prostate and he felt himself getting dangerously close to the edge. He watched Kurt's arms get shakier and weaker and he finally reached around to grab Kurt's cock, pumping it in rhythm with his thrusts. It wasn't long before Kurt was coming, hot and hard over Sebastian's hands. It was Kurt's muscles constricting around Sebastian's cock while he came that finally sent Sebastian over the edge, groaning as they both collapsed.
They spent a minute catching their breath before Sebastian slowly eased himself out of Kurt, tying off the condom and tossing it in the trash by his bed. He slowly nuzzled into Kurt's side, who was still laying face down with his arms and legs sprawled out. Kurt flipped over quickly, and lifted himself off the bed. He began to pull on his clothes, not as urgently as the last time.
"What are you doing?" Sebastian asked, groaning slightly.
"Going," Kurt replied. "Through the front door this time," he added.
Sebastian swallowed his pout. "Fine. I'm not leading you to the door. I'm pretty sure I'm about to pass out, actually."
Kurt chuckled at that. "I'll find my way out. This was great. Text me when you have an empty house again."
And so he did. For the next three weeks Sebastian would text Kurt three to four times a week when Sadie and his mother would leave for dinner or shopping days or a movie and since his dad was at the office all of the time anyway, this left Sebastian with the house to himself for a few hours. Kurt would come over, they'd fuck, and Kurt would be gone in five to ten minutes, tops. Sometimes they'd chat for a bit before and Sebastian was finding himself starting to really enjoy Kurt's company, but after they had sex Kurt acted like he couldn't get out of there fast enough.
Sebastian did everything he could to pretend like he didn't care, which really, why should he, he asked himself, but he didn't really get it. Especially after three weeks. It was the longest Sebastian had ever had regular sex with anyone and Kurt was kind of his friend anyway, so it bothered him that Kurt would rush out like he was ashamed or regretful or something. He couldn't have too many regrets, though, if he kept coming back. He'd asked Kurt once, why he always left so quickly, but Kurt just replied that he had things to do and didn't want to laze around in bed all day or evening.
It was after one of the days when Kurt and Sebastian didn't really talk before ripping each other's clothes off on their way to Sebastian's room when Sebastian left his room before Kurt could get up to grab a wash cloth to wipe off Kurt's stomach. He had just finished and collapsed back under the covers when Kurt got up, pulling on his jeans. Kurt was just reaching for his shirt when the door opened.
"Hey, Seb. Your dad is coming—oh. Oh, hi," Elizabeth said, standing slightly surprised in the doorway. "You're the one from a few weeks ago. I remember you. That's nice," she said, giving Sebastian a small, fond smile. Sebastian watched as the blood drained from Kurt's face as he pulled on his shirt roughly and began looking around for his shoes, trying not to make eye contact. "Anyway, Seb, your dad is coming to dinner, which we're having at five instead of six because your sister is going to some event at her friend's church."
Sebastian makes an unbelieving sound. "Sadie's going to church? She probably just wants to hook up with some hot Christian boy." He glances over at Kurt who is now on his knees searching for his other shoe under Sebastian's bed and behind his curtains.
"Leave your sister alone. And sweetie," Elizabeth said, addressing Kurt. "I think the other shoe you're looking for is at the top of the stairs." Kurt stood, face now bright red as he muttered a thank you. "You know, you don't have to escape down the drain pipe just because I saw you. In fact, you're welcome to stay for dinner. I'm making my famous vegan ravioli." Kurt looked at Sebastian desperately, searching for any excuse to use.
"Don't worry," Sebastian said. "Either my dad or I will always throw a few pieces of chicken on the grill so Mom can't poison us with her vegan agenda."
Kurt laughed uncomfortably as he looked back and forth from Sebastian's mother to Sebastian. "Sure," he said finally, swallowing the lump in his throat. Sebastian smirked at him, knowing how awkward Kurt felt and feeling a bit of amusement at it.
Sebastian took comfort in the fact that even though his parents had never really met anyone he was sleeping with, aside from the few times his mom walked in on him, Kurt was definitely feeling more uncomfortable at the idea, visibly squirming as he tried to tame his messy sex hair.
Elizabeth smiled brightly. "Okay, then. It'll be ready in about 45 minutes. I'll see you boys then." She closed the door behind her and Sebastian turned to look at Kurt who was glaring murderously at him.
"What?" Sebastian finally asked.
"What the hell was that?"
"What was what?" Sebastian asked innocently.
"You backing me in a corner by reinforcing your mother's invitation to dinner. You couldn't have come up with some excuse?" Kurt snapped, moving to sit in one of the chairs by the window.
"You could've said no. I don't control your decisions," Sebastian argued back.
"Well you made it awfully hard to say no and still look polite."
"I didn't do anything. You could've been a complete bitch to her instead of me if you wanted to and you could still leave if you want to," Sebastian said.
"No, I'll be fine. I already said yes." Kurt gave up, putting his head in his hands.
"You know... we still have forty-five minutes until dinner. You want to lock the door and re-join me in bed?" Sebastian said with a grin.
"Having sex with you while your parents are downstairs is the last thing I want to do right now, but nice try. Come on. Put some clothes on and let's go take a walk or something," Kurt said, throwing Sebastian's jeans at him.
They spent a while getting ready (Kurt complaining at Sebastian's lack of products as he tried to fix his hair), and made their way outside to walk around the grounds of Sebastian's property.
Kurt was commenting on a small pond when he turned to see Sebastian gazing at him curiously.
"What?" Kurt asked.
"Why did you and Blaine break up?"
"That was out of nowhere," Kurt said, folding his arms and closing off a bit.
"Not really. I've been wondering for a while, but it's not really one of the things we talk about. Will you tell me?" Sebastian asked.
"There isn't much to tell. He didn't trust me."
"Did you give him a reason to not trust you?"
"No," Kurt answered indignantly. "Well, I don't know. There was this one time where I was texting this other guy behind his back and since then it just kind of spiraled, I guess. I really thought we were okay, though, but apparently he didn't agree. I may have made an offhand comment to a friend about feeling tied down, but I didn't really mean it. I don't know." Kurt sighed.
"Oh," Sebastian replied, absorbed by his thoughts on Kurt's answer. "Do you still see him?" He was being stupid, he told himself as he awaited Kurt's answer. It really shouldn't matter either way.
"No," Kurt said. Sebastian let out a small breath. "I literally haven't talked to him since he left my house over a month ago."
Sebastian hummed in response, not sure what to say to the answer to the question that he shouldn't have asked in the first place.
"Seb!" a voice called from a distance. "Come in. Dinner's ready!"
Dinner passed without much incident. Sebastian finally formally introduced Kurt to his mother, father, and Sadie. His father was pleasant, but distant as usual and his mother wasn't too overwhelmingly embarrassing. Sadie was another story, though. She was energetic and bubbly, fawning over Kurt like he was a shiny new toy. She captured him in conversation for most of the night, sharing their love of pop culture and fashion, with Kurt only pulling away long enough to obviously impress his parents and to grin at Sebastian.
After dinner Kurt offered to help Sebastian with clearing the table and Sadie followed, a sure sign of imminent danger, Sebastian thought.
"I like you, Kurt," Sadie was saying.
"Well, I like you, too, Sadie," he replied.
"You don't get it. Seb has never brought a boyfriend to dinner before," she said.
"Sadie," Sebastian warned and Sadie gave him a knowing look and shot him a wink. Kurt didn't reply, busying himself in the dishes.
Once everything was just about cleared up, Sadie's phone chimed.
"Ali's here. I'm out," she said, leaving the kitchen and heading upstairs to grab her stuff.
"I should be heading home, too," Kurt said, wiping his hands off and going out with Sebastian following close behind.
Kurt thanked Sebastian's parents for dinner, politely agreeing to come by again, and walked out the front door. Sebastian saw Ali's car pull up with two of her other friends, all clearly dressed for a Saturday night party rather than bible study. Sadie rushed out of the house with a backpack slung over shoulder, obviously full of the clothes she'd be changing into. Her floor length skirt and high-necked blouse was a nice cover-up to get past Dad out of the house, though.
"Have fun at 'church,'" Sebastian stage-whispered sarcastically as she leaned in to kiss his cheek.
"Bye, Seb," she said. "Love you. Bye, Kurt."
"Wait, Sadie. Just don't…you know. Be careful or whatever," Sebastian said, trying to get his brotherly advice out without sounding lame, but also getting his point across.
"I know," she said grimly.
"I like your sister," Kurt said as they watched her hop into the car and drive away.
"You would have a lot in common with a fifteen year old girl, wouldn't you?" Sebastian teased. Kurt smacked him lightly.
"Your sister is an interesting girl. She's so vivacious."
"Yes, vivacious is a good description. You could also say loud, crazy, relentlessly cheerful," Sebastian said, walking Kurt to his car. They stopped and Sebastian leaned against the driver's side door.
"Yes, well. She is those things, too," Kurt said, looking around awkwardly. Sebastian had never walked him out before and he was blocking Kurt's way into his car. "So, uh, good night."
"Good night," Sebastian said, still not moving. He waited a few seconds before leaning forward and capturing Kurt in a kiss. It wasn't that they didn't usually kiss. They kissed every time Kurt came over, but never after sex, so this was definitely new territory.
Kurt was tense at first, but after a few seconds of Sebastian sucking lightly on his lower lip and a swipe of his tongue, Kurt was parting his lips, sighing slightly and visibly relaxing. Sebastian kissed him deeply, sliding their tongues together and moving his hands to cradle Kurt's face. The urgency that they usually felt when kissing as they ripped each other's clothes off was gone. They stood in the warm summer air, kissing like they had no other needs in the world, like they could just stand here doing this all night. Finally, after what could have been a few minutes or an hour, Sebastian pulled back, leaving short, chaste presses to Kurt's lips and finally dropping his hands.
Kurt looked thoroughly breathless, taking a small step back. Sebastian just watched him for a moment as he caught his breath.
"Goodnight, Kurt," he said, finally tearing his eyes away and retreating into his house.
Kurt just nodded after him, stumbling into his car and heading home. He waited until he was safely in bed before allowing him to reflect on the night.
What the hell was that? was the only coherent thought he could come up with.