Chapter 8
When the boys finally reached the top of the Eiffel Tower, looking out at the whole city of Paris, glowing in the darkness, Dave pulled Kurt aside. Kurt put his hand in Dave's and they walked over to the other side of the look out platform.
"Hi," Kurt said flirtily, touching Dave's cheek and pressing a chaste kiss to his lips.
"Hi," Dave replied. "I just wanted to tell you - I mean, I think you know this already, but just in case - this is kind of a perfect opportunity."
"David, honey, you're rambling," Kurt said. He ran the back of his hand over Dave's cheek.
Dave laughed nervously. "I'm in love you. I think I have been for years. And this thing, we have going on with Finn, here in Europe. It's amazing. And I can feel myself falling for him too. We can't lose him. I can't lose you, when we get home."
"Oh!" Kurt exclaimed breathlessly. "Well, I mean I hoped you felt that way, and I thought it could be something that's been going on for a while. I love you too, and yes, we are going to fight for him, I'm going to fight for you too. I want this to not just be another incredible European adventure. I want this to be the start of something wonderful."
Dave leaned in, pressing his lips against Kurt's, kissing him deeply. "I can't believe we had to come all the way to Europe for this to happen, but I'm glad it did."
Kurt nodded. "Me too. Especially when I consider the alternatives and the original plans." Kurt pressed another kiss to Dave's lips. "Give me a few moments to talk to Finn? Let me thank him for bringing me along, and essentially for allowing this to happen."
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Finn watched as Kurt strode towards him determinedly.
"Hey," Finn said softly, wrapping an arm around Kurt and pulling him close, kissing the top of his head. "Everything okay with Dave?"
Kurt nodded. "Everything with Dave is perfect."
"Good," Finn said. "I don't want you to be sad while you're here in Paris. Not since you've waited so long to come here."
Kurt tilted his head up, kissing Finn's jaw. "Always so sweet to me, Finn." Kurt reached for Finn's hand, twining their fingers together. "I actually wanted a couple of moments to speak with you too. To thank you, again, for bringing me along to Europe." Kurt squeezed Finn's hand slightly. "I don't know if I'll ever be able to fully express my gratitude. This was not the trip to Europe I'd always imagined, and yet somehow, it's been so much better. And that's again thanks to you, and to Dave."
Finn leaned down, tipping Kurt's chin up to look at him, and capturing Kurt's lips with his own. "I've had an amazing time, Kurt. Definitely not what I expected, but still good. I can't even imagine what it would have been like with anyone else. I don't even want to think about having brought someone else."
Kurt smiled up at Finn, his eyes a little wet. "Thank you."
Finn pulled Kurt into his arms, maneuvering them so Kurt's back was flush against his chest, and moved them over to the railing. Finn held Kurt tightly while they looked out over the French capital. He rested his head on Kurt's shoulder, turning his face slightly to press little closed mouth kisses to the underside of Kurt's jaw. "So beautiful. Like a tiny million stars on the earth."
Kurt trembled with pleasure in Finn's arms. "Me, or Paris," he joked.
Finn tilted his head, considering the answer. "Both."
"I'm flattered," Kurt said, leaning back more against Finn, wrapping the taller man's arms around him more tightly.
"As much as I love having you in my arms, I need to talk to Dave for a few moments, okay?" Finn whispered into Kurt's ear.
Kurt nodded. "I want a couple of pictures of the different views. To remind myself of how much I want to come back one day."
Finn nodded and reluctantly let go of Kurt. He walked over to where David was standing with some of the others.
"Hey," he said, as he clapped Dave on the back. He tilted his head over to a more isolated part of the platform. "Take a walk?"
Dave beamed at Finn. "Sure."
Finn led Dave away from the group, the two of them leaning up against the railing. Finn put his arm around Dave's shoulders. "I just wanted to say thanks for putting up with me this trip, and being so cool with everything. I get the feeling you've waited a long time to be with Kurt; you don't have to be so nice."
"I think we've all been waiting for a long time, Finn," Dave said.
Finn leaned in and kissed Dave softly. "Thanks, dude. So what do you think about Kurt's confession about Paris?"
Dave looked at Finn, not quite understanding at first. Then the light dawned. "Oh. You mean about how Paris is his dream honeymoon destination?"
Finn nodded.
"It makes sense, I guess," Dave said. "It kind of suits him. And I doubt whoever he ends up with will be able to say no to him."
"I want to do something, something special for him tonight," Finn said. "We ended up in a king honeymoon suite again. So you're staying with us, our last two nights in Europe - don't even think that you aren't."
Dave nodded and swallowed thickly. "What do you want to do?"
Finn leaned in and whispered something to Dave. When Finn pulled back, he was a little red and wild eyed, while just Dave looked stunned.
"Have you broken Dave, Finn?" Kurt asked as he approached the two young men.
Dave shook his head. "No, but I think we have some plans for you tonight, Mr. Hummel."
"Do you now?" Kurt laughed. He started to back up as Dave and Finn began walking towards him.
"You should tell him," Dave said to Finn. "Exactly the way you told me."
Finn nodded at Dave, and reached out for Kurt, pulling the smaller man flush up against his body, smirking slightly. Finn leaned down, to whisper in Kurts ear, but he got distracted by Kurt's long pale neck, kissing and sucking along it lightly.
"I thought you wanted to tell me something," Kurt managed to gasp out breathlessly. He had his head thrown back, neck bared, and eyes closed.
Finn pulled back, looking down at Kurt with lust filled eyes and smiling softly. "Yeah, I did. I just got a little distracted." He laughs and leaned down, this time actually managing to whisper into his ear. "You told us about how Paris is your dream honeymoon. And this was actually supposed to be mine. We have the honeymoon suite, and you have not one, but two guys who would very much like to make your Parisian honeymoon fantasies come to life."
Kurt gasped, a little breathless. "I think you guys are doing a pretty good job so far."
Finn shook his head. "Don't get me wrong, it's been great, amazing, fantastic. And thank you, both, for not pushing me. But tonight, we want it to be about you."
Kurt nodded, because this sounded fantastic to him.
"So Dave is going to stay with us tonight and tomorrow too," Finn informed him. "We have that big room, that huge bed after all. One of us, your choice as to who, is going to carry you across the threshold, and put you down on the bed. And then I want you inside me."
"Finn," Kurt said breathlessly. "You don't have to do that."
"I know I don't," Finn said. "But I want to; or I guess, I want you to. And then anything else your little heart desires."
"And what if I want you in me while I'm in Dave?" Kurt asked.
Finn's eyes flashed. "I think that sounds amazing."
Kurt reached out and grabbed both Finn and Dave by the front of their shirts, pulling them in close to him. "Is it time to go back to the room yet?" Kurt whispered huskily.
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After another mostly sleepless night, Kurt, Dave, and Finn ended up taking a tour of Fragonard; a perfumery with an elegant interior that showcases the history of perfumes.
Kurt appeared at least mildly interested while Dave tried to keep a tired and sleepy Finn from accidently wrecking anything. The tour ended and Kurt was perusing the fragrances available for purchase, hoping to find one for Carole.
"This place stinks, literally," Finn complained grumpily, surveying the room. "Why aren't we still back at the hotel in the room?"
"Because the room stinks too, Finn," Kurt hissed. "Just help me pick out a new fragrance for your mom and we can move on."
"The room doesn't stink," Finn protested. "It smells like you, Dave, and me, and sex. It smells awesome! They should bottle that; I'd wear that."
"Oh my God!" Kurt laughed.
"I think he is wearing that," Dave joked.
"Can't breathe," Kurt gasped as he continued laughing.
"Hey, not everyone can smell as awesome as me," Finn teased. "Just get this one. It doesn't make me want to puke and the bottle is pretty." Finn handed Kurt a random bottle of the shelf.
Kurt sniffed the perfume. It wasn't horrible. And it would mean they could leave. "Good pick Finn."
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The boys spent the afternoon wandering in and out of shops on Boulevard Haussemann. Kurt managed to pick up a couple of souvenirs, plus a small something for Finn and Dave. Kurt also spent the fifty euros he made off of Devon and Single Ladies on a beautiful scarf. Finally something in his wardrobe that he knew had come from Paris. He encouraged Finn and Dave both to purchase a couple of little souvenirs and trinkets.
They went into a grocery store and picked up a bottle of champagne, some apples, and some sliced cheese. Then on to a bakery where Dave picked out a large baguette and then a confectionary where Kurt picked up some french truffles. Kurt led them to a little park, near the river and one of the many bridges. "Here, let's have a little picnic lunch," Kurt said as he sat down at a bench. He unpacked their items, handing Dave the champagne and Finn the baguette.
"I can't believe it's our last full day in Europe already," Dave said. "It went by fast, didn't it?"
Kurt nodded, as he chewed on a piece of baguette. "I've never really enjoyed Lima, and have always been counting the days until my escape but I'm really not looking forward to going home now."
"I dunno," Finn shrugged. "I had a great time. I hope I get the chance to come back someday, but I'm ready to go home. Besides the best part of Europe for me, was the two of you and I get to take you home with me, so there's that."
Kurt titled his head and looked at Finn. "That's true. But don't you worry about being this free in Lima?"
Finn shook his head. "I'm not that great of a liar or being sneaky. So, if we're hanging out, people are bound to notice. I'm not going to try to stress about keeping something that is pretty damn good a secret." Finn took a swig from the champagne bottle. "Besides, it's not like we've got to go back and face everyone at McKinley. And then the two of you will be in New York before too long."
Kurt shook his head. "You have a way of looking at things Finn, that is just so, so, different from how I'd see the same situation. I love that about you, so much."
When they had finished their lunch and cleaned up their garbage, Kurt reached into another one of his shopping bags. "I bought you each an eye mask for the plane. That way we can sleep on the way home because I hope you don't expect to get any sleep tonight."
Dave laughed. "I don't remember the last time I've existed on so little sleep. I'm almost looking forward to going home and sleeping in my own bed alone."
"Well luckily for me, I don't have to sleep alone if I don't want to, right Finn?" Kurt asked.
Finn's eyes widened. "Do you think mom and Burt will let us sleep together at home? Because I'm thinking they probably won't."
Kurt shrugged. "What they don't know won't hurt them. And I guess we won't know until we try."
Finn nodded. "That's true. You do have the bigger, comfier bed too. So I guess it's a pretty sweet deal for me."
Dave rolled his eyes as he laughed. "And you wonder why everyone thought the two of you were secretly dating in highschool."
000
The Nouvelle Eve Dinner and Show seemed like a great way to end the tour, but the truth was, despite the opportunity to dress up, Kurt was wishing their last night in Paris, in Europe, was a free night. Dave had returned to his room to get ready and Finn was in their shower while Kurt styled his hair and did up the many tiny buttons on his dress shirt. Kurt looked at his reflection in the almost floor length mirror. Not bad, he thought to himself. He was wearing black dress pants that almost shimmered as he moved and a crisp white dress shirt. He had a teal vest and tie to top off the look. Kurt grabbed his vest and tie to put on.
By the time Finn got out of the shower, Kurt was fully dressed and Dave was back in their room hanging out. Dave was wearing grey dress pants, with a black dress shirt and a burgundy tie.
Kurt knew that Finn had grey dress pants as well, although not as dark as Dave's, a royal blue dress shirt and a chrome colored tie. Kurt and Dave waited for Finn to finish dressing and then they met up with the rest of the group in the lobby.
The show promised to be something; billed as a full Parisian experience that included a cabaret show, can-can girls and champagne. It became obvious as the group started talking that many people planned to hit the clubs for a final night of drinking and dancing. Kurt felt torn between public dancing, or the kind he could do with Finn and Dave in the comfort of their room. The Nouvelle Eve ended up being a fabulous event though and it was already quite late and the boys were drunk when they returned to their room. They laid around the room, lazily undressing each other and kissing, tumbling into bed just after midnight. They continued trading lazy kisses until the fell asleep in the early hours of the morning.
