Here's Chapter 4! I hope you enjoy it!
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I paced the length of my room for the tenth time, waiting for Kurt. He wasn't late. In fact I wasn't expecting him for another thirty minutes, but the anticipation was killing me. And Blaine didn't seem particularly happy that Kurt was coming over tonight. I told him I'd try my best to keep my hands to myself. Not so sure he believed me. Hell I didn't believe me. Me alone with Kurt was a recipe for me to get handsy. I knew I had to hold back a little not just for Kurt, but for me too. I wasn't going to drive Kurt away with my pervy ways. I wanted him to enjoy them not run away. Once again Blaine reminded I had to treat Kurt right. As if I didn't already know. It scared the living crap out of me but for some reason Kurt was different and I needed to know why. No rushing or pushing him. From what I could tell Kurt felt it too or at least a little bit.
Thankfully time seemed to speed up bringing Kurt to me finally. I texted my address along with directions earlier in the day and to my surprise he said he'd be at my house at six. Honestly I thought he might bail especially after he knew I was feeling myself up. Everything seemed different in the light of day.
The door bell rang and I rushed out of my room, nearly falling down the stairs in my haste to get to Kurt faster. I straightened up and dusted my clothes. My heart hammered against my chest while butterflies filled my stomach. My stomach quivered at the thought of seeing one Kurt's smile directed at me. The door bell rang again knocking me out of my thoughts. I ran down the stairs forgetting about almost falling down them.
I opened the door in a rush, trying to catch my breath when it hitched seeing Kurt's long legs encased in tight fitting denim. My mouth went dry when I let my gaze slide over his long lean body. My pants tightened when I met his vibrant blue eyes, cheeks flush from my close inspection. I couldn't help it. He really was a beyond beautiful.
"Hey," Kurt said, voice harsher than I ever heard before.
It reminded me of sex and flashes of us tangled together flitted through my mind. I tried to shake off the images, not succeeding. My arousal grew more, the zipper of my jeans biting in to my flesh. I closed my eyes taking a deep calming breath, but instead only breathed in Kurt's intoxicating aroma. I was so screwed. The thought of not touching Kurt seemed impossible. I didn't know how I could ever succeed.
"Hey." We both had so much to say. It was hard to think that the other day Kurt barely acknowledged my existence and now he was standing in my door way. This was about helping each other. Nothing more. I had to keep that thought lodged in the forefront of my mind. Good luck to me!
I was never the best at keeping sex off my mind especially when it came in the form of one Kurt Hummel. This was going to be an awkward night if neither us ever said anything.
I finally shook off my weirdness, letting the idea that Kurt was here willingly sink in. And without Blaine. Frankly I'm surprised that he didn't invite himself along or somehow convince Kurt not to come.
"Come in." I moved out of the way, Kurt brushing against me. Arousal lanced through me. Yep, I was screwed, hopefully in a good way. Kurt could have me any way he wanted. I was game for it all. "Did you have trouble finding my house?"
"Not at all." Silence hung between us as I guided Kurt to the living. Being in my room would bring too much temptation and the lube was hidden in various parts of it. Never knew when the mood might strike.
I went over to the stereo I placed on the coffee table, next to a pile of CD's that I thought Kurt might like to try. Originally I wanted to use my I-pod, but that provided too much temptation. Us sharing the ear phones. Nope, not a good idea. My hands might start to wonder out of habit.
Kurt sat on the edge of the couch, hands folded in his lap, bottom lip caught between his teeth. Crap, my prick pulsed at the sight. It was going to be a long night if I couldn't keep my body under control. It couldn't be that hard.
I cleared my throat realizing how silly we both were being. A little sexual tension never hurt anyone. "Would you like anything to drink?"
Kurt smiled shyly, ducking his head. "No, thank you." Kurt's hands tightened in to fists. "Sebastian part of the reason I'm here is to make sure of something. Are you interested in Blaine?"
My stomach dropped a little like when you miss a step. My vision swam. I calmed down before freaking out. Just because he asked about Blaine didn't mean he wanted Blaine or something.
"I used to be, but not for anything other than some fun." I paused, realizing how that might sound even if it was true. "Most of it was teasing. He gives the best reactions. I love the way he blushes." Wow, going off topic much. "I did want him in my bed." There it was out in the open. My arousal lost all interest with the way the conversation was going. It no longer stood at attention. "Why do you ask? Last night I told you, you were the one I wanted."
"Sorry, I just wanted to make sure before anything went further."
"Further?" I asked, sitting next to Kurt on the couch.
"Yeah, last night I did some thinking and thought it'd be best too…" Kurt looked right at me, leaning closer to me like a magnet I followed the pull. Warm breath ghosted over my lips making me shudder, before our lips touched Kurt pulled away, standing up quickly. "May I use you bathroom?"
I blinked, not sure what just happened. "Yeah, sure. Down the hall second door on the right."
Kurt took off like his ass was on fire, leaving me hot and horny. Damn. I didn't even touch him. So close. I replayed the last few minutes in my head, trying to find the moment that made Kurt run away. Nothing came to mind unless he was having second thoughts about me. Now that I thought about it I really didn't know what Kurt thought of me. He told me he wanted to get to know me better. I'm pretty sure he found me attractive. Then what was the problem. I've never really been rejected. There was that one time, but no one wants to think about that. I shook of the memories. No. I would not think about that. Kurt was different. He had to be.
Kurt came back from the bathroom, faced flushed, eyes a little glazed. "Kurt, are you okay?" I asked, taking in his rumpled clothing and panting. Color flooded his cheeks as he stared at me. Oh, my God. Kurt just jacked off in my bathroom before I knew it I had Kurt gathered in my arms kissing the life out of him. I don't think I've ever been more turned on. Kurt moaned when I glided my tongue over his bottom lip, tongues touching for the first time. I was almost brought to my knees when Kurt cupped my jaw. The act was so tender and sweet and I wasn't used to that kind of attention. It was so nice and so scary. No matter how frightening this new feeling of warmth blooming in my chest was I'd never let it go. Kurt was going to be mine in every sense of the word.
I got so caught up in the kiss I didn't notice I was grinding my erection into Kurt's thigh. Kurt pulled away with a gasp. His lips glistened, swelling from our fierce kiss.
"Did you do what I think you just did?" I leaned my forehead against Kurt's, trying to catch my breath and will my body to calm down.
"I needed to relieve some tension. I kept thinking about you touching yourself when we were talking on the phone last night. Every time I thought about it today. I got aroused." Kurt stammered, trying to find his voice again. So adorable. Okay, I'm definitely gone on this boy. Never in my life have I thought of any one as adorable.
"I understand. Lord knows how many times I've had to masturbate since I met you." There went my mouth again. Sometime my thoughts never connected with my brain. No filter.
Kurt's whole face turned red and his pupils got bigger the he longer he stared at me. I kissed his temple, not sure where the gesture came from. "How about we get to work before I tear off your clothes?" I smiled to let Kurt know I was joking.
He chuckled, pushing lightly against my chest. "Not if I tear yours off first." I groaned. Kurt was going to be the death of me. What a way to go.
Yay! Chapter 4 is done
Chapter 5 will be posted soon