As Promised, This Chapter Is Pretty Lengthy And Is Going To Be A Major Lead In To What The Overall Plot Is About. Take Note Of EVERYTHING That Happens In This Chapter Because Almost Everything Is Important. So Yeah, Hope You Enjoy And This Keeps You Full And Satisfied Until The Next Chapter Is Up. The Song Used Is 'Thinking Of You' By Katy Perry.
Four
"God damn Kurt," Noah groaned just above a whisper. He had his back against the wall of the supply closet on the second floor of the school. His jeans were around his ankles and he was holding his shirt up absentmindedly with on hand, the other grasping the back of Kurt's head. "Fuck I'm so close."
Kurt continued to bob up and down on the boy's cock. He swirled his tongue around the head and let his hand play with Noah's balls. Usually, Kurt was against being on his knees on hard tile—and in two hundred dollar jeans—but today he made an exception. Mainly because in his head he felt guilty for all of his thoughts of him and Noah being together. He knew how much the boy's reputation meant to him, and Kurt felt bad for even thinking, even for a moment, that Noah needed to put his rep on the side and be with Kurt. He knew he was being selfish, and wanted to make it up to the boy.
Licking from base to tip, Kurt worked his way up and down the jock's dick the way he knew the boy liked. He felt Noah's grip on the back of his head grow stronger and he knew the boy was going to cum. So pulling out all the stops, Kurt took as much as he could fit of Noah's dick into his mouth, and hummed.
"Fuck!" Noah groaned loudly and then released his pent up semen into his fuck buddy's mouth. He panted in fast breaths as he tried to regain his composure.
Kurt released the cock from his mouth and swallowed the remains of the cum. He wasn't usually one for swallowing, it wasn't gross or anything he just didn't prefer it, but seeing that he wanted to make it up to him.
Kurt stood up and placed a kiss to Noah's cheek. He then turned around and started to gather his things. He heard Noah behind him pulling his jeans up and fastening the buttons. Kurt didn't want to look at the boy in fear that he would start spilling all of the thoughts he had built up in his head. He was just settled on pretending to be looking for something in his bag.
"That was so fucking amazing Princess." Noah came up and wrapped his arms around Kurt's thin waist. "Way better than the dream I had."
Kurt giggled and relaxed into the strong boy's chest, liking the feel of being surrounded by muscle. "Well I like to think that as amazing I may be in dream form, I have to perform a lot harder in person."
"And perform you did baby." Noah started to lick Kurt's neck, biting teasingly at some spots.
Kurt looked at his phone and noticed he only had ten minutes left of lunch. He sighed and put his phone away, allowing Noah to kiss up his neck.
"What's wrong?" Noah asked as he continued to mark Kurt.
Kurt shook his head. "I didn't eat this morning and lunch is over." He explained.
Noah pulled away and turned Kurt to look at him. "You didn't eat?" Kurt shook his head. "You're not going on a diet or something are you? You better not be starving yourself Kurt."
Kurt rolled his eyes. "I am not starving myself. I just didn't have time to eat this morning because half of my routine was taken up by a certain phone call." He said pointedly. "And I spent my lunch helping you cum. But I swallowed so I guess that should be enough protein to hold me until I get home."
"First of all, ew." Noah said. "It hot when you swallow babe, but I don't find it all that hot talking about it. And secondly, you need to eat." Noah reached into his back pocket and pulled his wallet out. He grabbed three dollars and handed it to Kurt.
"Go down the cafeteria and get some lunch. Just grab it and take it to Glee next period. Mr. Schue will understand. Just tell him you had to spend lunch with a teacher going over a test or something." Noah said.
Kurt looked at the money and smiled. "You don't have to do that Noah. I can get my own lunch."
"Yeah I know you can, and I'm sure that I can get myself off. But you helped me and I want to help you." He said as if it was nothing. He grabbed Kurt's bag and placed it on the boy's shoulder. "Now get out of here, you're gonna miss your chance."
Kurt leaned up and kissed the boy. It was short and sweet but said everything Kurt wanted to say. "I'll see you in Glee."
Without another word, Kurt walked out of the supply closet and down the stairs to the cafeteria. He got in line and grabbed a salad box. He looked it over to make sure the lettuce and chicken looked alright and then moved on. He grabbed a bottle of water and an apple. Once he had his food, he was going to make his way to the table he usually had lunch at with the Glee Club but just as he started walking, the bell rang signaling the end of lunch.
Kurt sighed but started making his way to the choir room. He had his lunch and at least he would be able to eat. He walked in and saw Santana waiting for him in the corner on the top row. He smiled at her and started to walk her way. As he approached, he saw Noah leaning over on Quinn whispering something in her ear which was apparently the funniest thing in the world, judging by the way she wouldn't stop giggling. Kurt rolled his eyes and took his seat by Santana.
"You know, I think that he's just telling her how you give better head than she does." Santana said in a hushed tone that only Kurt could hear.
Kurt chuckled and opened his salad. "Yeah, well that would mean he was brave enough to tell someone that he liked getting head from a guy. And while I can dream than one day he will be able to claim me, I know that day isn't today."
Santana fake pouted and rubbed Kurt's arm comfortingly. As he continued to eat and talk with Santana, the rest of the club walked in. Brittany came and took a seat on the other side of Kurt; Sam, Joe, and Rory all walked in and took a seat on the bottom row; Artie came in with Rachel and Tina who also sat on the bottom row; Blaine and Sebastian walked in hand in hand and sat on the top row on the far side of Kurt; next was Mercedes and Sugar; and finally Finn came in talking to Mr. Schuster.
"Alright everyone, I've been thinking a lot, and I don't know exactly what I want to do this week for an assignment." The Spanish teacher said. "I've been thinking a lot about all the things we have done, but I don't know what we should do to gear up for regionals."
Rachel's hand shot up instantly and was about to speak when Blaine spoke up first.
"Mr. Schue?" He said. "I know there isn't an assignment yet but there is something I have been meaning to get off of my chest for a long time. So if you don't mind I'd like to say it, well sing it, now."
Mr. Schue smiled and nodded. "Go ahead Blaine."
Blaine stepped down from his seat and stood in the center of the room. He looked around until his eyes landed on Kurt. "I've done some bad things before, but I know that there are some things that are just absolutely not fixable. And although I know this, I just have to say how much I still regret what I've done."
When he was speaking, it didn't sounds like he was talking to anyone in particular, but to the people that knew that Blaine had cheated on Kurt, they knew who he was talking about.
The music started and Blaine tore his eyes away from Kurt trying to keep suspicions low.
"Comparisons are easily done /Once you've had a taste of perfection/ Like an apple hanging from a tree/ I picked the ripest one/ I still got the seed," Blaine sang, swaying back and forth to the beat. "You said move on / Where do I go/ I guess second best/ Is all I will know/ Cause when I'm with him/ I am thinking of you/ Thinking of you / What you would do if/ You were the one /Who was spending the night/ Oh I wish that I/ Was looking into your eyes,"
By now it was quiet obvious Blaine was singing to Kurt. He had shifted his body so he was facing the direction Kurt sitting. He had made eye contact with the pale boy quite frequently and wasn't even trying to hide it anymore.
"You're the best/ And yes I do regret/ How I could let myself/ Let you go/ Now the lessons learned/ I touched it I was burned/ Oh I think you should know," Blaine walked backward until he was leaning against the piano. He looked down as he sung the rest. "Cause when I'm with him/ I am thinking of you/ Thinking of you / What you would do if/ You were the one /Who was spending the night/ Oh I wish that I/ Was looking into your eyes/ Oh won't you walk through /And bust in the door /And take me away/ Oh no more mistakes/ Cause in your eyes I'd like to stay... "
Blaine ended the song and not so subtly wiped a stray tear from his face. He looked up and his eyes darted right to Kurt, who looked shocked. Without saying a word, Blaine plastered on a grin and did a very Rachel Berry-esque bow. He then walked back to his seat as the rest of the club clapped for him.
"Blaine that was amazing!" Mr. Schuster said. Clearly he didn't understand the meaning of the song and why the boy had sung it, but the way that had sung it was amazing. "You Mr. Anderson have just come up with this week's assignment."
Blaine looked confused. "I did?" He asked.
The Glee instructor walked to the white board and wrote 'DEEP DOWN'.
"Look guys, I know what it's like to be a teenage. Believe it or not, I was one at some point in my life. And I know what it is like to have to sit and hide what you are feeling because you're either afraid of the results or embarrassed of what it is you are feeling. So this week, I want you to embrace those deep down emotions, and project them out loud in song to your fellow Glee Club members." He explained.
Santana raise her hand, but didn't wait for a response to start speaking. "Not that I don't love the idea of singing about how much I hate every single one of you, besides Kurt and Britt of course, what about the stuff that is really personal? I mean sure the majority of us have been in this club together for years, but I'm not so sure I trust Avatar stunt double or Loud-Mouth-McBirdbeak."
Kurt snickered as Joe and Sugar made faces and then turned away from everyone else.
"Santana, this club, no matter how new or old a member is, is a family. And we have to be able to trust each other with the things, we might not even be able to trust to say to ourselves."
Kurt and Santana mutually rolled their eyes. The rest of the club started to talk amongst themselves of song ideas. Kurt looked at his Latina best friend and smiled. Brittany had walked around the class and was talking to Mike about dancing ideas. "You totally need to sing a song to Brittany about how much you love her and only want to be with her." Kurt suggested.
"Come on Porcelain, even I know that some stupid ballad isn't going to convince Britt that she's the only that can tie me down." Santana said as she pulled out a nail file.
"That's the thing," Kurt said. "It doesn't have to be a ballad. Pick an upbeat song that she can dance too but has all the right words. Come on I'll help you and everything! Sanny, this is perfect!" Kurt pleaded.
Santana looked up at him and couldn't help but to smile. "God you are so annoying you know that?"
Kurt nodded but proceeded to make puppy dog eyes at her.
"Fine!" She said. "But if I'm singing about how much I want Britt and only her, you have to sing something about how you feel for Puckerman. And I mean how you really feel."
Kurt looked down to the mohawked teen and he couldn't help but frown. Quinn had managed to work her way from sitting next to Noah, to sitting on his lap. Kurt felt as though he had been stabbed in the chest. No one was supposed to claim his lap like that, no one but Kurt. Sighing he picked up the rest of his food and tossed it in the nearby trashcan.
"Deal." He said determinedly.
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