Warning: sexy times.

Many thanks to KioshiUshima for beta-reading. You are the bomb!

Chapter 10 Raving hunger, sweet satisfaction Part 1

The first two weeks go by fast.

Thanks to Kurt's tight schedule.

He barely has time to worry about anything, always occupied with his classes and homework, and of course, his biweekly Fae sessions.

But he still goes home every weekend. He leaves Dalton Friday afternoon after his last class and stays in Lima until Sunday morning, driving back to school right after breakfast, in order to make it in time for his Fae class. Even though his first lesson has been a little overwhelming, he still attends the same mid-morning class every Sunday. And why shouldn't he? It's a great group of people, all of them, aside from Sebastian; eager to learn and share their knowledge.

His second session is scheduled on Wednesday afternoon and is led by Eric. Of course, he planned on taking another one of Stephanie's courses, but she suggested that Kurt should join one of her brother's classes instead. Not to placate her brother, but to give Kurt the opportunity to learn more. While her classes are mostly about facts, Eric's are more practice-oriented. Granted, at first Kurt is a bit reluctant to join his class.

It's not that he detests Eric. He barely knows the guy. But given the fact that he is the one teaching them how to deal with certain emotions, Eric must be the stronger empath. Or he simply has fewer scruples than his sister. Anyway, the thought that he or anyone else has any insight into his state of mind, is not something Kurt is particularly comfortable with … but at least Blaine is there to provide some moral support.

Unfortunately, Kurt doesn't get to spend much time with his dad. At least not as much as he wants to. He is way too busy catching up. Some of his classes are really tough, especially those which are further along in the curriculum. The teachers are understanding and very lenient, giving him time to catch up. And Kurt certainly appreciates the gesture, but he doesn't want anyone to think he is taking advantage, which is why he keeps on working his ass off even on the weekends. But he makes sure to spend each meal with his dad, talking about everything and anything. It's nice and familiar, and a welcome distraction, hearing about the things that go on in the 'human' world.

Eli visits on the second weekend, helping his cousin with his fae assignment and asking all kind of questions in return. Kurt answers all of them, to the best of his conscience, including the ones about his roommate. Unsurprisingly, Eli is not very pleased to hear that Kurt is sharing a room with a vampire. He doesn't go into detail, but from the things he is saying, or rather grumbling under his breath, Kurt surmises that vampires and succubi are not known to get along with each other very well.

Which he can attest to …

So far, Kurt hasn't made much progress with Sebastian. A part of him doubts they will ever become friends. Sure, since they share a few classes, they have to spend some time together. But that doesn't really mean anything.

Thankfully, Sebastian's friends are the complete opposite. Nick is very helpful in the catching up department, always there to help Kurt out. And Jeff … well Jeff is just Jeff. Always chipper. But even though those two occasionally insist that Kurt spends a meal with them, instead of with the wolves, they don't try to push him and Sebastian together. Other than making remarks every now and again that they have so much in common and should get along better.

Well, to be completely honest, as roommates they do get along pretty well. They both are very tidy people, always cleaning up after themselves. And when they study in their room they like to turn out ambient noise by wearing headphones, to not be bothered be anyone or anything and vice versa. But all things considered, they rarely spend any time together alone in their room. Other than sleeping, that is.

Most of the time Sebastian is gone, either busy with lacrosse practice or meeting with his math club. He might not be very good with languages, but apparently he has a thing for numbers.

And for his part, Kurt spends a lot of time in the library, studying alone or with Nick. And of course, even though Eli provided him with some pointers, he is still continuing his research. Unfortunately, there are not a lot of books on succubi or vampires. And those he can find are only written about them, not by them. Which provides him with some limited information, but not enough to create a viable picture. It kinda makes sense, though. Both species are very secretive.

And that's where the second part of Stephanie's assignment comes in.

'Ask your partner to provide more insight.'

Which is easier said than done.

Since the day they got the assignment Sebastian hasn't shown even the slightest inclination to sit together and go over their notes. And now, after two weeks have passed, Kurt is starting to get antsy. He doesn't like postponing things. "Never put off till tomorrow what you can do today."

Kurt left his list of questions on Sebastian's desk a week after they got the assignment. A long list of questions. He knows Sebastian won't answer all of them. And according to the assignment he doesn't have to. Only five. But at least he is giving his roommate a wide selection to choose from.

After the second weekend, well actually his third, Kurt finally gets his answers.

Just not the way he envisioned it would happen …

It's Tuesday and Kurt is already looking forward to the next weekend.

Not necessarily to escape his roommate, but to get a breather from Dalton in general.

Sure, he loves his new school. No one is pushing him around, harassing him, calling him names, but still. The transition is not easy.

The drugs Dr. Chase managed to cook up for him are working, in the sense that he hasn't had the urge to suck the life out of anyone. Yet. But they have some unforeseen side effects.

Well, somewhat unforeseen, but not completely surprising given his new nature.

As if a switch has been turned, his libido suddenly seems to have a life of its own. He is pretty much horny all of the time. So much so that he has to jerk off twice a day, sometimes even more. He even has to start taking a cold shower during his lunch break, to make it through the day. More often than not he uses the time to get off quickly, always making sure to wash off any traces of what he has been doing.

It's starting to get weird. Especially since he is sure some people around him are beginning to notice the change. But thankfully so far no one has made a comment, not even Sebastian. Which is a surprise.

Sure, Kurt could consult Dr. Chase. After all, he had promised him to report anything amiss. But how could he go to him with that? And anyway, what could the Doc do? He told Kurt that the suppressants are only meant to keep his hunger for chi under control. He never said anything about them having any effect on his sex drive. One way or the other. Maybe he didn't know it was a possibility. But then again, according to Eli, there is nothing that keeps that particular hunger under control. Well, other than having regular sex.

Kurt feels ashamed.

It's not that he didn't have a healthy sex life before. But then again, what is considered healthy? He was fine getting off once a week, more if the mood struck. But this is different. This feels unnatural. So what if this is normal for a succubus? Being all hyper aware of other people's sexual desire, whether it's directed at him or not, it's disturbing.

To say the least.

Finally done with his latest study session, Kurt leaves the library and return to his dorm room and retire.

The lights are on which means Sebastian is there, somewhere. Kurt still tries the bathroom door, but of course it's locked. He can't hear water running, which is a good sign. Like him, his roommate enjoys taking long showers.

After ten minutes Kurt tries again, knocking this time. "Are you going to take much longer?"

No response.

"I really need to go to bed." He stresses.

This time he gets an answer. Just not the one he was expecting. "Then go to bed. Good night."

"Sebastian, you know I need my creams." Kurt whines, not even caring how childish he sounds.

"I'm sure you can go one night without smearing all that stuff on your face."

"Well, I guess I could, but I don't want to." Kurt snipes back. "And I still need to brush my teeth. And as a vampire you probably share my obsession with oral hygiene."

He clearly hit a mark, going by the growl he receives in return. "Please, Sebastian. Whatever it is you're doing, can't you just finish it later? I promise I'll be quick."

There is a moment of silence, almost like Sebastian is contemplating his options, before he gives in with a huff. "Fine."

Kurt hears some movement, and then a click. But Sebastian doesn't come out. Having enough, Kurt simply opens the door and barges into the bathroom.

"Five minutes, I promise …" He walks over to the sink and grabs his toothbrush. Just as he reaches for his toothpaste, he catches sight of Sebastian's appearance, reflected in the mirror. His roommate is sitting on the bath rug, leaning against the shower stall, dripping wet. He is still fully dressed. Kurt doesn't know if he should be glad or disappointed. For now he goes with confused. "What's wrong with you?"

"Nothing." Sebastian deflects. "Just take your stuff and leave."

"No."

"Kurt." His roommate warns, glaring at Kurt.

"Sebastian."

"I said, leave."

"And I said no." Kurt retorts, vehemently standing his ground. "You look ill. Maybe I should get Dr. Chase."

"There is no need to call the quack." Sebastian sneers, clearly not having much faith in the doctor. Or he simply doesn't trust him since he is human. "I'm fine. I just need a shower."

"Looks like you already had one. Most people take off their clothes before …" Kurt remarks, dryly.

"Just leave." Sebastian sighs, clearly not in the mood to continue their little spat. That's a first. Usually, he doesn't give up so easily.

"No." Kurt refuses, flatly. How could he leave? It's obvious that there is something really off with his roommate. True, they are not friends, but his instincts tell him he should remain. Not to mention common decency. Putting down his toothbrush, he walks over and crouches in front of his roommate, repeating his earlier question. "What's wrong with you?"

"Why do you care?"

"How can you even ask that?" Kurt asks exasperated. "What do you take me for?"

"Do you really want me to answer that?" Sebastian taunts.

"No." Kurt rolls his eyes at him. "But it's obvious you are sick. And since you don't want me to get help, tell me what I can do."

Sebastian eyes him for a moment, skeptically, before he grins, widely. Kurt lets out an involuntary gasp of surprise. Of course, he knows that Sebastian has fangs. He's just never seen them. And from the looks of it they are not fully emerged, yet. Only the tips are visible. But still, the sight is slightly unnerving.

"You are hungry."

"Well, well, looks like someone has been doing his research."

Kurt pointedly ignores Sebastian's mocking. "When was the last time you fed?"

"Really?" The vampire huffs out a laugh. "You know very well that I'm taking suppressants just like you."

"But clearly, they are not working anymore. You need some blood."

"Duh. Too bad the vending machine downstairs was all out …"

Well, things couldn't be that bad, if Sebastian was still able to make jokes. But then again, Kurt knows by now that his roommate only uses sarcasm to conceal his shortcomings. Be it his apparent need for a French tutor, or his current state of health. And sure, Kurt knows feeding is prohibited on the premises, but Sebastian doesn't strike him as the subservient type. According to Jeff, he is quite the opposite. But since he has only two friends at Dalton, who might even help him out if he'd asked, Kurt understands his dilemma.

Which leaves only one other option.

"You could have some of mine."

Kurt wants to slap himself.

How could he be so reckless? Offering a vampire one's blood is not something to be taken lightly. From what little he found out about their specie, Kurt knows damn well doing a thing like that goes way beyond a simple gesture of sympathy. It's a sign of submission. And that's the last thing he wants Sebastian to think. That he is submitting to him in any way.

But now that the words are out, he can hardly take them back, can he? Unless he wants him to think he is a chicken too. Which he isn't.

"Are you sure?" Sebastian asks, narrowing his eyes skeptically. He probably thinks Kurt is just toying with him.

"I'm sure." Kurt states, hoping his indecision isn't showing in his voice or on his face.

Apparently it is enough to convince Sebastian. Grinning, he grabs Kurt's extended arm and pulls. Hard. Completely taken aback, Kurt loses his footing. He stumbles forward and lands right in his roommate's lap.

"What the hell are you doing?" Kurt complains.

"Getting comfortable." Sebastian explains, matter-of-factually. Clearly, he has no interest in taking his wrist. Instead he moves Kurt around like a ragdoll; rearranging him in his lap, until Kurt is sitting with his back to Sebastian's chest.

Sure, it's a nice chest, solid and muscular, but still. He doesn't like to be manhandled. It brings up bad memories. But he doesn't put up a fight, even though he probably should insist on keeping this as clinical as possible. But a part of him is curious to find out where this is going.

All in the name of science, of course.

Kurt can't see his face from this angle, but he can feel Sebastian's eyes on his bare neck. Good thing, he wore a scoop neck t-shirt. Easy access and all that. Kurt expects him to just sink his fangs into his jugular, get it over with, but despite his apparent need Sebastian is in no rush.

"Nervous?" Sebastian breathes against Kurt's bare skin, causing a delicious shudder to run through his body.

"A bit." Kurt admits. There is no point in lying. Sebastian can probably hear his heart thumping like crazy.

"No need to be nervous," Sebastian says, not to reassure him but to state a fact. "It's not my first time. I know what I'm doing."

"If you say so ..." Kurt comments, miffed about Sebastian's ego trip.

"Take my word for it," Sebastian laughs. "And maybe this will help you find the answers to questions 18 to 20."

Kurt is taken aback. He didn't think Sebastian would even bother reading his list. But apparently he was wrong. Again. Not only did he read it, he also memorized the questions. Or at least some of them.

'Does the bite hurt?'

'How much blood do you take?'

'Is every feeding connected to a sexual act?'

"But enough talk. Lean back." Sebastian coaxes. His voice is soft and very reassuring. Kurt recognizes it; it's his glamour. It shouldn't work on him. But it does. Or he just allows it to work. Whatever. He still complies, leaning back, resting his head on his roommate's right shoulder.

"I thought you were hungry." Kurt points out, getting more nervous by the minute.

"I am. But I also know how to enjoy the moment. Who knows when I will get another chance …" Sebastian trails off, placing an open mouth kiss on Kurt's neck, lightly grazing his skin with his fangs.

"To feed?" Kurt chokes, unable to hold back a moan.

"That too." Sebastian chuckles against his skin, clearly aware of what he is doing to Kurt, and enjoying it immensely. It's obvious that he has no intention of releasing Kurt anytime soon, the way he is firmly holding him in place with his left arm wrapped around his middle. And obviously he is not afraid to take things further.

"What are you doing?" Kurt squeaks, when Sebastian's right hand slides down Kurt's chest, past his belly and right into his pants.

"Just relax. And enjoy." Sebastian soothes, wrapping his hand around Kurt's cock.

He knows he should push Sebastian's hand away. It would be the sensible thing to do. This isn't part of their deal, Sebastian touching him like that. But it feels nice. Well, more than nice. It feels right. Just what he needs. And why shouldn't he satisfy his own hunger while his roommate staves off his? The only question is, is this him thinking that, or the succubus? But even though he still considers his fae side as a separate entity, Kurt knows by now that there is no true distinction between the two. According to Eric, they are more or less the same, a blending of his old human self and his new nature.

But whether that's true or not, doesn't really matter at the moment.

All Kurt can think about right now is Sebastian's hand on his cock.

Of course, he is already hard and leaking pre-cum. He has been half hard since the moment he first saw Sebastian sitting on the floor, dripping wet. And apparently he isn't the only one affected by the situation. Kurt can tell that Sebastian is just as aroused as he is. Not just because he can feel him against his back, but because he can practically taste Sebastian's hunger. Or should he say hungers? The knowledge that his roommate doesn't just want his blood but also his body is … exhilarating.

The first few strokes are light and gentle, like Sebastian is testing the waters. It's nice, but not nearly enough. Thankfully, Kurt doesn't need to tell him to speed things up. Sebastian figures that one out by himself. He tightens his grip and moves his fist faster, causing Kurt to moan in appreciation, long and loud.

Kurt doesn't know what he enjoys more. Moving upwards into Sebastian's fist chasing his own orgasm or pushing backwards against his roommate's erection causing him to growl in approval … it's probably a combination of both.

"That's it." Sebastian groans, rocking his hips in sync with Kurt's, never losing his rhythm stroking his Kurt's cock.

Kurt is getting close, fast. Just when he is about to come, Sebastian's fangs finally pierce his skin. There is no pain. Only pleasure. Pleasure that seems to heighten with each greedy gulp Sebastian takes, until it peaks and Kurt spills his seed over Sebastian's hand. And going by the deep, throaty moan Sebastian finds his own completion at the same time.

Their mutual orgasm seems to last forever, like they are feeding off of each other somehow, prolonging the sensation.

When it finally subsides, Kurt slumps down. He feels completely wrung out, but utterly satisfied.

Now that he is done, Kurt expects Sebastian to push him away. After all, he got what he was after. But Sebastian proves him wrong yet again. He spends the next minute or so bathing the puncture wound with his tongue, very thoroughly, like he doesn't want to let even a drop of the blood go to waste. Kurt closes his eyes, enjoying his afterglow.

When Sebastian is done, he gently nudges Kurt, indicating he should get up. Kurt complies right away. He feels a bit dizzy, but otherwise he is great. Maybe he should feel disgusted with himself, for putting out that easily, but he doesn't regret giving into his natural urges.

Well, not until Sebastian opens his mouth and decides to spoil the moment.

"Well, that was great," He stretches, wiping off Kurt's semen on his shirt, before practically jumping on his feet. "And if you ever find yourself climbing up the walls, looking for some action, you know where to find me."

Sebastian smirks and winks, leaving the bathroom without another word.

Jerk.

Reviews/Comments are appreciated. But please be nice. I'm not very good at writing smut.