"Who is that?" Johan perched on the edge of Kurt's desk, looking down at Kurt's screensaver.

Kurt followed where he was looking. It was a picture of Sebastian from last weekend. Kurt couldn't resist taking pictures of Sebastian when he was asleep in Kurt's bed. This one was in black and white, Sebastian curled up and looking amazing, the sheet draped across his chest.

"Oh. That's my boyfriend, Sebastian." Kurt still got a bit of a zing introducing him that way, even though it had been months.

Johan nodded, looking impressed. "He looks like a male model."

Shrugging, Kurt closed his laptop. "He's a student at Columbia."

"Hmmmm... Good looking and smart. Sounds like you two are well matched." Johan gave a little smile and walked off towards his cubicle.

Shaking his head, Kurt opened the laptop again. Ever since the night Sebastian had spouted off all those threesome fantasies and whispered raunchy French nothings, Kurt had felt a bit weird at work. Well, whenever Johan was around. Kurt couldn't help but bring up those images, thoughts of being with Johan. And felt uncomfortable because he really thought of Johan as a friend.

Kurt really wished he could put those fantasies out of his mind and go back to how it was before.


"OK, thanks everybody." Isabelle concluded the meeting, but gestured to Kurt to stay back.

"Let's go back to my office." Isabelle said softly to Kurt as everyone filed out of the boardroom.

Kurt went over the possibilities as he followed his petite manager down the hallway to her office. He felt proud of his work lately, so didn't think he was going to be reprimanded for anything.

Isabelle shut the door behind them and waved Kurt to the sofa, sitting beside him. They had know each other a few years and clicked in a friendly way from the start.

"OK, spill. What's going on?" Isabelle looked at Kurt expectantly.

Kurt's eyebrows shot up. "Spill? About what?"

She rolled her eyes dramatically. "You made quite a face during the meeting when I paired you on that project with Johan. What's that all about? Don't you like him?"

"No, no, he's great. A friend." Kurt fidgeted with his scarf. How quickly could he escape this and get back to his desk?

Isabelle just gazed at Kurt, waiting, knowing there was more to it. She didn't have to wait that long.

Sighing, Kurt tried to think of any explanation he could use instead of the truth. But he couldn't think of anything.

"Um... You've met Sebastian, right?" Kurt tried to think of how to word this.

Isabelle gave a small smile. "Tall, gorgeous, totally ga-ga over you? Yup." Sebastian had been Kurt's date at the office Christmas party and charmed everyone.

Kurt gave a small smile over the description. "Well...um...he's a bit more experienced than I am..."

At Isabelle's puzzled expression, Kurt tried to repress his blush. "Um...in the bedroom..."

Isabelle's expression turned to a bit of a teasing smirk. "OK, go on..."

Kurt covered his face with his hands. "This is so embarrassing."

Chuckling, Isabelle pulled his hands down. "You can't stop there, Kurt. Go on."

"Well, sometimes, during..." Kurt waved his hand, hoping Isabelle would fill in the blank. He sighed in relief when she nodded. "Sebastian brings up fantasies, scenarios...and it's totally hot at the time."

Isabelle's eyes were twinkling with amusement as she watched her young protégée stumble through his explanation. "And Johan...?"

Kurt rolled his eyes. "Had an unplanned guest appearance in a fantasy and now I feel all awkward around him."

Scooting closer, Isabelle gave him a light hug. "Oh honey, it happens. I can't tell you number of erotic daydreams I've had, with people I've been around during my regular life. Just try to forget it and move on. Unless you are really interested in him that way."

Kurt shook his head vigorously. "No, no... Just a friend. Plus I gave up crushing on straight guys in high school. And Sebastian is more than enough."

"How are things going with Sebastian?" Isabelle had liked him, but didn't know him that well.

Sighing, Kurt pondered how to answer. "Overall good, but we've had our ups and downs since we started."

Isabelle nodded. They were both young guys, going through lots of changes in their lives. "Do you fight a lot?"

Kurt had been thinking about it often since their therapy session. "No, we tend to withdraw instead of yelling."

He had wondered who to discuss this with. Rachel wouldn't understand. Isabelle was older and more experienced. "The longer we are together, the more I see how we are opposite in our background. He worries about being a good boyfriend to me. I worry about keeping him satisfied sexually. I feel more inexperienced and insecure there, but I want to keep him happy."

Isabelle's eyebrows rose. "Are you doing things you don't want to do?"

"Generally, no. He pushes my limits and it's exciting and fun. But lately I'm thinking it might go too far and end up hurting our relationship."

Isabelle gave Kurt a really direct look. "I know it's hard, but you need to talk about sex outside the bedroom sometimes. Talk about your limits, about what you are uncomfortable with. A good partner will respect them."

Kurt nodded. He knew this had been brewing for a long time. Was there a part of him that was worried that he wasn't enough for Sebastian? That he'd get bored and stray? But for Kurt to do things outside his comfort zone was a recipe for disaster.

Worse was that maybe he'd given Sebastian the idea that he was more adventurous than he actually was. It was one thing to talk about fantasies. It was totally different to go through with them. He didn't want to come home one day and find a naked man on the sofa and Sebastian saying he was theirs for the night. It was an exciting as an idea, but Kurt was nowhere near being ready to actually doing it.

Getting up, Kurt nodded at Isabelle. "Thanks for talking with me about this. It's good to get an outsider's view on things."

Isabelle stood and walked Kurt to the door. "And you'll be OK working with Johan?"

Kurt blushed a bit. "Yeah, it'll be fine." He'd never live it down if he backed away from the project now.


Friday night, Kurt was thinking long and hard about what he was going to say to Sebastian. Rehearsing it over and over in his mind.

The brownies were cooking in the oven as he ran through it again and again, putting the dirty dishes in the sink and tidying up the kitchen.

Maybe I should eat one of the brownies and mellow out.

Kurt looked down at the brownie ingredients. He'd only put away the fridge items so far, and the little vial of pot oil was not there.

Oh shit.. Kurt rushed over and peered in the oven. He'd been preparing them on autopilot, after doing them so many weekends in a row. He'd even portioned off the small amount of brownie batter and baked them in the separate dish, like he normally did. But he'd completely forgotten to add the pot oil.

The buzzer went off, and Kurt took them out of the oven. Should he throw them out and remake them properly?

Glancing at the clock, Kurt went into his bedroom with his phone, closing the door. He looked up the phone number on his contact list and was relieved when his phone call was answered.


Sebastian was in a good mood when he got home and Kurt felt relieved. After changing into some casual clothes, he curled up on the sofa beside Kurt. Leaning close, he kissed Kurt softly, working his way down his neck, mumbling sweet words in French in a way he knew Kurt responded to.

"Do you mind if we talk for a bit before dinner?" Kurt pulled away slightly, but felt good that he'd started this. His nerves were driving him crazy.

Sebastian's eyebrows rose. "Sure, of course." It was rare for Kurt to stop him once they started kissing.

They shifted on the couch and Kurt wrapped a blanket around himself, needing the comfort.

"Let me just say I love you and I'm so happy that we are together." Kurt reached over and took Sebastian's hand.

Sebastian looked down at their hands, and back at Kurt's earnest expression, a flicker of fear in his eyes. "But...?"

Sighing, Kurt scrambled for his practiced words. This was harder than he thought it would be. "But...but I'm afraid you are going to get bored of me and will want to break up."

Expressions flashed over Sebastian's face, surprise, confusion, hurt. "I'm confused. Have I said or done something to give you this idea?"

Looking down, Kurt felt about twelve years old. "It's about sex, Bas. I enjoy what we do but I'm always afraid it's not enough for you. Not enough variety, not adventurous enough. I know it's completely my own insecurities around my body and sexual experience...but..."

Sebastian nodded. "But it's something that keeps coming up for you." He ran his hand through his hair, something Kurt noticed him doing whenever he was anxious or thinking hard. He sighed. "I don't know how to handle this, Kurt. You have to trust me, trust our connection. I haven't been interested in anyone else since September, when we started hooking up. I think that, more than anything, shows that I'm very satisfied with what we have."

Kurt nodded, biting his lip. "Then why do we keep talking about threesomes? Are you saying it's not something that turns you on?"

"Lots of things turn me on, but they are just fantasies. Not things I'm that interested in really doing." Sebastian shifted closer, putting his arms loosely around Kurt's waist. "I think we should just concentrate on being a good couple, working on having good communication. Maybe in a year or two, when our relationship is really, really solid, we could talk about doing some sexy adventures together."

Kurt's eyes widened in surprise. "So all that talk about another guy..."

"Just fantasies. In Montreal, you totally shocked me when you picked out a guy for me." Sebastian shook his head slowly. "If we ever decide to do something like that, we would need to talk about it a lot first. Because we would have to figure out how to do it in a way that wouldn't hurt our relationship."

Kurt felt really relieved. "So, we can talk about anything in our fantasies..."

Sebastian snuggled closer. "Oh yeah. I love hearing what gets you hot, babe. I love that you have been so open to trying new things with me." He was leaning in to kiss Kurt's neck again, but stopped to pull back, looking into Kurt's eyes. "Have we done anything you feel uncomfortable about? Or regretted later?"

Kurt shook his head. "No, but I'm not into trying anything in public or with other people. Of course, it's OK to talk about those things as a fantasy though." Although they had that time at Scandals...Kurt guessed that was kind of public, even though nobody could see them.

"Good. Well, if I ever go too far, just say stop or the safe word. I never want to scare you, make you feel pressured..."

Sebastian's words were cut off by Kurt's lips on his, hot and needy. Kurt was feeling so relieved and happy with everything Sebastian had said. "Bas, I want you so much. Race you to the bedroom? First one in bed naked gets to pick where we order dinner from later?"

And Kurt just giggled as Sebastian jumped off the couch and started stripping, closely followed by Kurt.


Kurt ended up winning and they ordered in Thai food, taking a break to enjoy it before heading back to bed for another round.

Later that night, Sebastian came back to bed with a plate and two brownies on it. He made sure Kurt took the regular one, and then ate his.

Kurt watched Sebastian carefully as they got ready for bed and pulled up the covers. Sebastian was looking sleepy, and relaxed on the bed, showing no signs of anxiety. But no signs of being slightly affected by pot either.

And when Sebastian fell asleep, Kurt pulled out his phone and took his picture. He felt a bit bad for not telling Sebastian that there was no pot in the brownie tonight. But he felt good that Sebastian had been able to fall asleep without it. Here was proof that he didn't need it. But how could he tell Sebastian without saying he'd lied by omission? Without screwing up Sebastian's progress?


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