**This is a short chapter. I was watching the Madonna ep and I thought Kurt would sound sexier with Sebastian than Mercedes (sorry). The thought wouldn't leave me alone so I had to add it in. I hope you like it.**
Chapter 10
The next couple of days sped by for the boys. Classes, practice and spending time together filled their days and nights. On Wednesday after practice, Dave received a call from Z.
"Hey, what's up bro?" Dave answered.
"Dude, we need to hang out. How about dinner tomorrow night? My mom and Stephen are going out so I'm on my own," Z replied.
"Sounds good. Sebastian has Warbler practice until 5, but we could go afterward. Are you bringing Chris?" Dave was working on putting some football plays together at his desk.
"Actually, Puck, Kurt, Blaine and I were gonna come up to see Seb practice. Chris has detention for slamming a hockey player into a locker after he threw a slushy on Artie, so he'll be up after that. Mindy has cheer practice so she is going to ride up with Chris and Jenny, this Cheerio Chris is seeing. Santana, Brittany, Quinn, Mike, Tina, Rachel and Finn are going to meet us at the pizza place we went to the other night with our parents."
"Wow! Sounds like everyone is coming up. What about Mercedes, Sam and Artie?"
"I guess Mercedes and Sam already had plans and Artie has a family thing going on. I think they're planning on coming to Sebastian's game on Saturday though."
"That's awesome man. He'll be so surprised by the turn out."
"I know why you were so mean to them, I mean I get what you were trying to hide and all, but the more I get to know 'em the more they don't seem so bad. Except that Rachel chick, she drives me fuckin' crazy! I don't know how Hudson puts up with her ass."
"Yea, I owe all of them a big apology. Mostly Kurt though."
"You two seem to have buried the hatchet, right?"
"Pretty much. When I was in the hospital he was the first person to reach out to me and we kinda made up. I still think I need to earn his trust but at least he's willing to give me a chance to be his friend."
"He seems pretty cool that way."
"What do you mean, Z?"
"Well, I apologized the other day and he said something about the past being the past and it being a new day. I didn't really understand much of it, but he seemed to accept. Plus I stopped Rick's goons from giving him a slushy facial."
"Huh, check you out. Quite the hero." Dave was laughing at this point.
"Dude, shut-the-fuck-up." But Z was laughing too.
Sebastian came in the door at that moment.
"Z, Seb just got home so I gotta go. I'll see you guys tomorrow."
"Yea, go be the good wife and all!" Z was laughing so hard even Sebastian could hear him across the room.
"Remind me to punch you when I see you, k?"
"Ya, I'll do that! Bye bro."
"Bye"
Dave hung up and held his arms out to Sebastian. They hugged each other tightly.
"How was practice, babe?"
"Good, really good. I think we are in great shape to win this Saturday."
"I can't wait! I'm gonna be cheering for my sexy boyfriend out there." Dave wiggled his eyebrows at Sebastian.
Seb just laughed. "Are Z and Chris still coming to the game?"
"Are you ready for this? Everyone is coming. And when I say everyone I mean several McKinley football players, cheerleaders, and the entire New Directions Glee Club. Also, my parents, Momma Kay, and your dad."
"Are you joking with me?" Sebastian was surprised and a little awed that so many people were coming. "I am not really their favorite person, Dave."
"Nope, just heard it from Z." Dave took Sebastian's hand. "Don't worry, Seb. You've apologized, they've accepted – I know it's easier said than done but you gotta let it go. Also, they want to go to dinner tomorrow night and hang out."
"But I have Warbler practice tomorrow." Sebastian started to pull out a change of clothes for dinner and headed into the bathroom.
"They know that. A few of them are coming to watch you guys practice but the rest are going to meet us at the pizza place where we went with our parents the other night." Dave changed his clothes as well.
They spent dinner and the rest of the evening hanging with the Warblers.
Kurt, Blaine, Z, Puckerman, and Dave stepped into the auditorium where the Warblers were practicing. They could hear Madonna blaring through the speakers. The five boys quietly headed for the front row to watch.
"Cut! Cut!" Sebastian took a deep, calming breath. "Please cut the music." He turned to the other singers behind him.
Trent was smiling weakly and cowering slightly. Everyone was waiting for Sebastian to blow up and start yelling. He was famous for berating and threatening the others when they screwed up dance moves. So no one was prepared for what he said.
"Hey, good try, Trent." Sebastian put his arm over the other boy's shoulders. "So, I know you're a big Madonna fan, right?"
"Huh? Umm, ya?" Trent looked at Nick and Jeff; both were hovering close by.
"Good, so tell us, what is it you like about Madonna the most?" Sebastian smiled encouragingly at Trent.
"Well, I like her glamour and sex appeal. I mean, for a girl, she's kinda hot. She has a great sense of style." Trent looked lost.
"Right! That's exactly it! Madonna represents all those things: style, glamour, sex appeal. And don't worry; I know a lot of gay guys who find her hot." He winked at Trent trying to get the other boy to relax. "What we need to do is channel that sex appeal into this dance routine. I want you to think about how she would move, how she would perform. Then put it into practice. Loosen up, buddy." He started to rub his fellow singer's shoulders.
"Everyone listen up; think about what you like about Madonna. Use that as your inspiration to perform. Keep it loose. Everyone is too tight in their movements." Sebastian glanced toward the seats noticing the spectators for the first time.
"Hey guys!" Sebastian turned back to the group. "Everyone take five. Grab some water and think about what you can channel from Ms. M." He headed toward Dave.
"Hey, Babe." Dave hugged and kissed Sebastian.
"Hi, D." Sebastian turned to the others. "How is everyone?"
"We're good Seb! We came to watch you guys practice." Blaine was all smiles.
"Well, we're not doing very well right now, but I think we will get there." Sebastian looked at Kurt and got an idea.
"Kurt, you are a big Madonna fan right?" Kurt just nodded at Sebastian. "Do you think you could help me with a demonstration?"
"Why Sebastian, I would love too! Do you have some dance shoes I could borrow?" He was looking at his knee-high Doc Martens.
"Yes! I even have another pair of dance leggings if you want. Follow me" He started to head backstage but stopped and looked at Dave. "You guys don't mind if I steal Kurt for a few?"
"No babe, go ahead. Blaine and I will just sit here and drool while you are on stage." Dave chuckled.
Blaine added, "Absolutely! This should be great!"
"No funny business, Smythe, Kurt is not leaving New Directions. You can't steal him back." Puck mock glared at Sebastian.
Sebastian took Kurt backstage and gave him the pants and shoes. While he was changing, Seb went back to the group on stage.
"Alright Warblers, Kurt has agreed to help me demonstrate for you how to channel your inner Divine M."
The singers filed off the stage into the audience with the McKinley guys. They were chattering and laughing in no time.
Kurt came out on stage. He had on black dance leggings that molded to his body and left very little to the imagination. He had stripped down to his light-blue Under Armour sleeveless tank as well. Blaine sucked in a breath when he saw him. Z noticed Blaine's eyes glaze over and started laughing at the boy.
Sebastian and Kurt were discussing song choice. They decided on "4 Minutes," Madonna and Justin Timberlake's duet. Kurt would take M's vocals and Sebastian would sing Justin's part.
Sebastian stood behind Kurt with one hand on his hip. His other hand took Kurt's arm, draped it around his neck and held it there. They were cheek to cheek. Then the familiar music started. Kurt sang first.
Come on boy, I've been waiting for somebody
To pick up my stroll,
Kurt's arm traveled down the length of Sebastian's body as he sang. Both boys started to roll their hips into each other. Kurt dropped low, while doing a body roll in front of the taller boy.
Well, don't waste time, give me desire
Tell me how you want to roll,
I want somebody to speed it up for me,Then take it down slow,
There's enough room for both
Their dancing was as close to sex as someone could get with their clothes on. Every eye in the auditorium was glued to the pair on stage as they swayed and ground into each other.
Well, I can hit you back, you just gotta show me where it's at
Are you ready to go? Are you ready to go?
Sebastian twirled Kurt out and then back in, grabbing his hips and rocking from side to side as they sang the chorus to each other.
If you want it, you already got it
If you thought it, it better be what you want
If you feel it, it must be real
Just say the word and I will give you what you want
Time is waiting,
we only got 4 minutes to save the world
No hesitating,
grab a boy, grab a girl
Time is waiting,
we only got 4 minutes to save the world
No hesitating,
we only got 4 minutes, 4 minutes
so keep it up, keep it up,
don't be a prima donna,
You gotta give em heart,
Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock
so keep it up, keep it up,
don't be a prima donna,
You gotta give em heart,
Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock
For the second verse, Kurt moved behind Sebastian. Kurt's arms wrapped around the slightly taller boy, roaming his chest. Dave didn't even know what all the moves were called that they were performing, but he could recognize how sensual the movements were and how fluidly the boys performed them. It was like they had been dancing together forever.
Sometimes I think what I need is a you intervention, yeah
And you know I can tell that you like it
And that's good by the way that you move, ooh, hey
The road to hell is paved with good intentions, yeah
Sebastian picked Kurt up and spun him around before letting him slide slowly down his body to the floor. Kurt gyrated on the floor, and then popped up to his feet in one move.
But if I die tonight at least I can say
I did what I wanted to do
Tell me how 'bout you?
If you want it, you already got it
If you thought it, it better be what you want
If you feel it, it must be real
Just say the word and I will give you what you want
When Sebastian dipped Kurt, causing their bodies to press into each other from chest to thigh, Blaine made a squeaky type of noise. Dave couldn't tear his eyes away to look at him. Dave's breath was speeding up and he could feel his body hardening. He knew he was blushing terribly.
Time is waiting,
we only got 4 minutes to save the world
No hesitating,
grab a boy, grab a girl
Time is waiting,
we only got 4 minutes to save the world
No hesitating,
we only got 4 minutes, 4 minutes
so keep it up, keep it up,
don't be a prima donna,
You gotta give em heart,
Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock
so keep it up, keep it up,
don't be a prima donna,
You gotta give em heart,
Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock
When the song finished there was absolute silence. Both dancers were breathing hard but smiling at the audience.
"OH. MY. GOD! Is everyone else's dick hard right now?" Puck exclaimed loudly.
Z just face-palmed and shook his head 'no.'
Dave couldn't speak. He was too busy trying to will away his erection before everyone noticed.
Blaine was babbling incoherently while crossing and uncrossing his legs.
"Really, Noah, really?" Kurt was slightly amused by his comment. "Stop being ridiculous."
"Puckzilla is never ridiculous! Except for maybe Z, there has to be some serious wood in this room right now. I'm just the only one badass enough to acknowledge it." Puck crossed his arms and sat back.
"Huh... Well, I don't know what to say to that so…" Sebastian let that sentence trail off. He addressed the Warblers in the audience instead. "Warblers, are you ready to get up here and give it a try?"
"Umm, Sebastian, we – we might need to take a break or maybe just adjourn this practice early." Wes was squeezing David's hand as the boy was having similar problems to Puck.
"Why? We really need to work on this routine, Wes." Sebastian started walking toward the lead Warbler.
Dave finally found his voice. "Seb, babe that was really hot. I mean smokin'. I think some of the guys need a little down time, if you know what I mean."
Seb looked at his friends, then at Dave. He noticed Dave's erection right away and drew in a breath.
"Oh, Oh!" Sebastian didn't know how to defuse the situation. "I guess we can practice more next week." Most of the boys started to bolt at his words. "Hey! Just make sure you all are prepared to work harder next Tuesday," he bellowed. "And channel your inner Madonna!"
Most of the boys were already gone.
"I am sorry, D. I didn't think." Seb looked nervous.
"I'm not mad or anything. I'm just sayin' you and Fancy can't dance like that and then expect them to get up and continue practicing." Dave pulled Sebastian in for a hug.
"Blaine, sweetie, are you alright?" Kurt reached for Blaine's shoulder.
Blaine jumped up and grabbed Kurt's arm. He started dragging him backstage.
"Woo Hoo! Get it Hobbit!" Puck yelled out.
Everyone else laughed.
"I think I will just go back to our room to shower and change." Sebastian started to gather up his stuff.
"That's cool babe, meet us in the common room. We are gonna go wait for Chris and the girls." Dave kissed Sebastian before he left.
Kurt and Blaine made it back to the common room just moments before Sebastian. The others were sitting around chatting. Both boys looked flushed and Dave had never seen Kurt's hair messy before. Puck, of course, made a comment that brought about a deep blush for both boys.
The group arrived at the restaurant just as the others were pulling into the parking lot. It was a good thing the place wasn't busy as they pushed several tables together to make room.
The food was good, as was the company. Everyone was talking and laughing. Dave was really enjoying himself. It felt surreal to be with the diverse group and see them all getting along so well.
"Sebastian," Rachel leaned in toward the Warbler, "Have you thought about what I said at the party last week? I think you should really apply to NYADA with Kurt and me next year. I mean, you're almost as talented as I am."
Sebastian rolled his eyes and shook his head. "Rachel, I don't know what I want to do yet. Dave and I have not talked about future plans. I am just trying to enjoy the here and now."
"You have too much talent to be wasted! It's almost criminal to not share it with the world," the little diva exclaimed.
"Rach, honey, lets just drop it. You have another whole year to convince him." Finn took Rachel's hand and kissed it.
The small girl sighed and placed a kiss on her boyfriend's cheek. "You're right as always, Finny-Bear."
Dave choked on his drink. "Finny-Bear! Are you kidding me?" He started laughing.
"Shut it, Karofsky! Only Rachel is allowed to call me that." Finn glared at the others before anyone else got any ideas although most were snickering.
The rest of the evening passed quickly. Before anyone knew it, it was closing time and everyone was ready to head out. They said their goodbye's and promised to meet up at the game on Saturday.
When Dave and Sebastian returned to their room, they got ready for bed, and settled down under the covers.
"Sebastian, can I ask you something?"
Sebastian was curled into Dave's side with his head on D's chest. "Sure."
"Earlier when Rachel was talking about NYADA, you said we haven't talked about the future. I was wondering what you meant by that? I'm totally good with you applying there if that's what you what."
"I just meant we haven't talked about what we want to do after next year."
"Ok, but what do you want to do?"
Sebastian was silent. Dave would have thought the boy had fallen asleep, but he could feel him fidgeting with Dave's t-shirt. He leaned back so he could look at Seb.
"What is it babe? What's wrong?" Dave was starting to become concerned; Sebastian was rarely at a loss for words.
"You are going to think it's stupid and girly. Hell, I think it's stupid and girly, sometimes."
"Hey now, stop that! I'm not going to think that at all. Just tell me, please."
"Ever since Michael died I have been thinking I wanted to get into something that had to do with children, but I was never sure what. Now I think I would like to teach music and maybe dance to kids, especially ones that are sick."
"Like music therapy?"
"Yes. I want to be around children. More than that, I-I want my own children and I want a career where I can still care for them and work." Sebastian looked up at Dave to see his reaction.
Dave searched Sebastian's face. A slow smile appeared on his face.
"So you want to be a music therapist for children and a stay-at-home parent?"
"I told you – you are laughing at me." Sebastian looked devastated.
"No, I'm not!" Dave sat up against the headboard and pulled Sebastian up into his arms. "I think that's amazing. You'll be a great teacher, but more than that you'll be the best parent ever. I have every confidence in you, Seb, I really do."
He pressed soft kisses to Seb's lips. "I can't wait to have children with you someday," he whispered.
Sebastian sucked in a breath. "Do you mean that?"
"Yes, absolutely. When we're done with college, I want everything with you, the house with a mortgage and picket fence, the two-car garage, and the children." Dave kissed him deeply.
They broke apart when the need for oxygen became too great, leaning their foreheads against one another.
"What-what about you? What do you want to do?" Sebastian laid his head over Dave's heart.
"Kurt and I had a conversation in the hospital and I told him I always wanted to be a sports agent. I can go to college anywhere for that. Is there somewhere you want to go to school?" Dave carded his fingers through Seb's hair.
"No, not really. However, if you want to be an agent then I think New York would be a great place for you or maybe Los Angeles." Sebastian moved closer.
"Well, I know NYU has a very dynamic music program from listening to Blaine ramble on. Maybe we should do some research on West Coast schools and compare them?"
"Where ever we go, we go together, right?" Sebastian crawled onto Dave's lap.
"Totally! It doesn't matter where we go. If they have the programs we are interested in we could go to The University of Alaska for all I care." Dave pulled Seb in for a kiss while running his hands up and down his back.
"I don't think I would do very well in Alaska, but I can see the appeal of cuddling with you next to a fire while it snows." Sebastian lifted his shirt over his head before reaching for Dave's t-shirt.
Dave raised his eyebrows. "Smythe, are you trying to get me naked?"
"Yes, is there a problem with that?"
"Nope, just checking!"
Dave rolled Sebastian under him, kissing every piece of skin he could reach while removing their clothes. He didn't think he would ever get tired of kissing this amazing boy in his arms. Dave was determined to show Seb just how much he meant to him.
Just when Dave didn't think sex could get any better, Sebastian surprised him again and again. Seb pushed a little deeper, moved a little faster, and held Dave on the edge a little longer every time. Dave finally understood the term 'orgasmic bliss.'
It didn't matter that they were both sweaty and sticky; all they wanted was to curl up with each other and hold on.
"Thank you, D."
"For what, babe?"
"For showing me how to be open to love and then giving me the chance to love you." Sebastian snuggled up to Dave's chest, placing kisses along the way.
"You're welcome, but you know you've done the same for me. When I think about the future I don't feel panic because I know you'll be there with me." Dave stared into Sebastian's eyes, trying to express so much more than his words.
Sebastian caressed Dave's cheek. "You are the best thing that ever happened to me. I love you."
"I love you too." Dave held Sebastian tightly, rubbing circles into his back until he heard Seb's breath even out. Only then did he drift off to sleep himself.