Chapter Ten- Sexy
Kurt stood at the counter, watching Blaine contemplate Sue's words and thinking about all the times he'd had that shell shocked expression on his face before he got used to Sue. Once Blaine had reigned in his shock, and the fear of impending Warblers new sexy image, they found a table. Kurt sat demurely in his chair, sipping his coffee carefully. "How are you going to do this? Achieve Warbler-sexiness?"
"I guess I'll bring it up at the meeting later," Blaine said. "I'm sure that council will have a few ideas."
Kurt smirked, "I bet David is just waiting to unleash his inner sex kitten."
Blaine laughed, the first laugh since Kurt and Sebastian had started dating. "I'm sure Thad is, too."
"Eww...bad images," Kurt wrinkled his face.
Blaine smiled. A few minutes of drinking their coffee in silence, Blaine looked over at Kurt. "Can I ask you something?"
"Sure," Kurt said, looking up at Blaine.
"Does Sebastian know you're here with me?"
Kurt nodded, "I told him yesterday. He told me that I didn't need to ask permission to go out with you."
"That's nice of him," Blaine said darkly.
"Blaine," Kurt whispered, reaching across the table and taking Blaine's hand. He remembered when he had been upset with Sebastian and Blaine had done the same to him. Back then, just the touch of Blaine's hand on his hand made him blush and uncomfortable. "Please, don't be mad at me."
"I'm not mad at you, Kurt," Blaine whispered. "I just wish you understood how dangerous being with Sebastian is."
"You don't know him like I do," Kurt said. "You could, if you gave him the chance. He's willing to be nice, why can't you be the same?"
Blaine pulled his hand away. "Because you mean the world to me, Kurt, and I'm afraid he'll break your heart."
"He wouldn't be the first," Kurt whispered. Whether Blaine heard him or not, Kurt didn't care anymore. "I've got to go. I promised Dad I would stop in a little this afternoon. I'll be back in time for Warblers practice."
"Kurt..." Blaine said when Kurt stood up. Kurt looked down, arms crossed over his chest. "Drive safe." Kurt nodded, walking away from Blaine. Once again, Blaine's heart felt like it was in a vice grip. He didn't understand it, why was he so upset over Kurt dating Sebastian. They were just friends, Kurt had every right to date someone.
Blaine just wished it had been anyone but Sebastian fucking Smythe.
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"Hey Dad," Kurt said as he stepped into the garage.
"Hey Kurt," Burt said from where he was leaning over a car. "Nice of you to grace us with your presence."
Kurt rolled his eyes. "Dalton has a way harder course load."
"Sure there isn't a boy responsible? Maybe the one I found you in bed with?"
"Technically, I wasn't in bed with him when you came up." He took a deep breath. Telling his father he had a boyfriend wasn't hard because Burt was unsupportive, it was hard because Burt was the ultimate protective father. "But, I admit that there might be a boy responsible for me not calling often."
"So are you dating that boy?"
"Blaine, no. Blaine and I are just friends, Dad. But I do have a boyfriend; his name is Sebastian." Kurt shifted from one foot to the other.
Burt looked up, wiping his hands on the rag. "I've never heard you talk about him."
Kurt looked down guilty. "Well, he's the one who bought me the bracelet," Kurt said. "We were just, getting to know each other for a while. He makes me really happy, Dad."
"And what about that Blaine kid?" Burt was nothing if not perceptive. Kurt had talked about Blaine before he had even transferred.
"Blaine and I are just friends," he answered.
Burt sighed, throwing the rag on his tool kit and closing the hood of the car. "Look, son, I'm happy that you are fitting in at Dalton and I'm glad you've met people like you. But it would be wrong to play these two boys against each other. If you are dating Sebastian because you can't have Blaine-"
"I'm not," Kurt interrupted. "I know everyone thinks that but the truth is, my feeling for Sebastian would be the same even if Blaine liked me as more than a friend. At first I was confused, thought about waiting to see if Blaine came around. But I like Sebastian and he makes me happy. Blaine or no Blaine, it won't change how I feel for him."
Burt looked at his son with a strange look in his eyes. "I just don't want you to get hurt, or to hurt someone else."
"There's always a risk of that Dad," Kurt said.
"I know that you know that, logically," Burt said, "but it is an entire different thing having to go through it. Just remember, you can always talk to me or Carole if you need anything."
"I know, Dad," Kurt said as he moved forward and hugged his father.
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Sebastian waited after the performance of 'Animal' while Kurt and Blaine talked. A couple of lingering Crawford County girls were hanging around near a car, eyeing him from head to toe and giggling. There was nothing Sebastian hated worse than giggling girls. "Why so serious?" Sebastian jumped and a soft laughter came from his right. Blaine and Kurt were both standing there.
"Thinking about giggling teenage girls," Sebastian said.
"Contemplating switching teams," Blaine teased? He had a week from the last time in the coffee shop with Kurt to really think about his relationship with Kurt. Coupled with what David and Wes had said about potentially losing Kurt's friendship, he decided that being cordial with Sebastian, like he was with all other Warblers, wouldn't kill him.
"With specimen like you two on this team, no thanks," he winked at them both.
Kurt smiled, but Sebastian could see that it didn't reach his eyes. Something was bothering him. "I should get going," Blaine said. "Call me if you want to practice," Blaine said to Kurt.
Kurt nodded but didn't speak, his lips pressed tightly together in that tight smile. Once Blaine was out of sight, Kurt let the smile fall. "What's wrong? You had a dual lead in that performance and you killed it."
"Yeah, except for sexy faces that amount to gas pains," Kurt huffed. "Aren't we leaving?"
"After you tell me what has you so upset," Sebastian said.
Kurt looked over Sebastian's shoulder, his gaze blank. "Blaine said my face looked like I was having gas pains. And this whole new sexy thing, I'm not very comfortable with it."
Sebastian growled, "Am I allowed to hit him?"
"Are you insane? He just started being nice to you, why would you want to ruin that?" Kurt grabbed Sebastian's arm, pulling him toward the car.
"What right does he have to criticize you? Or to make you feel bad about yourself?" Sebastian pulled his door open harshly, sliding inside while Kurt got into the driver's side.
Kurt started the engine and pulled out, heading back to Dalton. "He was just being honest," Kurt said. "He is the lead, he should try to help everyone be at the top of their performance. Did you even see my face?"
"No," Sebastian said. "My place in the back only afforded me two things; the ability to listen to your voice and watch your amazing ass dance around. Trust me, not being sexy is not a problem you have. I've seen you, Kurt, blissed out after kissing me, and I can assure you that you have no problem being sexy."
"Well, how I look in your bedroom and how I look when I perform must be two different things." Kurt gripped the steering wheel as they turned onto the street leading to Dalton. The truth was, despite how amazing it felt when Sebastian kissed him, the thought of sex or being sexy still made him uncomfortable.
"I can help you, if you want."
"Funny, Blaine offered to do the same." Sebastian growled again and Kurt caught his blunder. "Probably didn't mean it the same way you do, though."
Sebastian looked out the window, watching the grounds of Dalton come into focus. "Blaine is kind of obtuse, which I already knew, but shit. Who tells a guy he's not sexy and then offers to 'help' him? His plan is probably something stupid like sitting you in front a mirror and making you more uncomfortable with his wise mentorish phrases?"
"He tries," Kurt said as he himself tried not to laugh at how accurate Sebastian was about Blaine's character. "I..."
Sebastian reached over and placed a hand on Kurt's. "We can talk about this when we get to my room, ok? I have a feeling this is the kind of conversation I want to have while I can hold you."
Kurt nodded and let his hand fall from the steering wheel so Sebastian could interlace their fingers. Sebastian was sexy as sin, could make any word sound sexual, and flirted like a pro. But with Kurt, Sebastian had a softer side. A romantic side that included soft touches, lingering looks, and cuddling while whispering sweet words. It was a balance that kept Kurt constantly on his toes, never sure which side of Sebastian he would get. Dating Sebastian was thrilling but also comforting in a way Kurt had only imagined dating Blaine would be.
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Kurt and Sebastian had only been dating for a month, but they had developed a kind of routine. They hung out in one or the other's room, either studying or watching movies after classes or Warblers practice. Sebastian would take his blazer and dress shirt off, leaving on the thin white wife beaters he wore under them, along with his shoes and socks. Kurt would change, he had a set of clothes stashed in Sebastian's dresser drawer. He refused to lay around in his uniform after that first night that they cuddled and his uniform had gathered insane wrinkles. Sebastian wasn't complaining because Kurt changed into soft sweaters or shirts with a pair of sweatpants he'd stolen (or been forced in, depending on which one of them you ask) that belonged to Sebastian. While Kurt went into the bathroom to change, Sebastian also decided to change. He threw on another pair of his sweats and left the wife beater on. He was lounging on his bed when Kurt reemerged, his carefully folded uniform in his hands as he sat them on the desk. He walked over to where Sebastian was sitting on the edge of the bed, feet planted on the floor. Sebastian held out his hand and guided Kurt to stand in front of him between Sebastian's legs. "We don't have to talk about this," Kurt said and he shifted nervously.
"You're right, if you don't want to talk, we won't. But, Kurt, what Blaine said wasn't true. I want to talk about it, if you're okay with that." Sebastian's hand played with Kurt's, lacing and unlacing their fingers, rubbing his fingertips along Kurt's palm and wrist.
"And if I get uncomfortable?"
"Just say the word and we can stop." Kurt nodded and Sebastian smiled. "First off, I didn't see your performance from the front like Blaine did, so we'll have to go on the assumption that he did have some manner of concern about your facial expressions during the performance. If that's the case, it's not that you aren't sexy, it's that you can't force sexy. Lots of people need to think of other things...or people, before they can pull off a pure sex filled performance and there is no shame in that. Second, being uncomfortable with sex is normal enough for someone our age, and especially for gay kids. Straight teenagers get to learn about sex in school, we have to figure it out ourselves."
"When...before you had sex, were you uncomfortable with it?" Kurt asked, refusing to meet Sebastian's eyes.
"Of course," Sebastian said. "I have an ass for a father; I spent most of the first two years after I knew I was gay being terrified of who I was and how I felt. When I started experimenting with other guys and eventually came out, I was still shy and awkward about sex."
"What helped you get over it?" Kurt asked, watching his hands and Sebastian's as they danced together.
"A lot of awkward encounters and losing my virginity," he whispered.
Kurt nodded. "I mean, I know how to dress well but I know physically, I'm not sexy."
Sebastian shook his head, "You are the hottest, sexist guy I've seen. And I lived in Europe." Sebastian lifted one of his hands, resting it on Kurt's cheek. "You have the most beautiful eyes, a perfect nose, and a sensual little mouth. Your neck is long and yes, pale, but it's almost like your skin calls to me. You're tall and thin, but you have a dancers body where you can see the strength in your body when you move. And seriously, the most perfect fucking ass I have ever seen."
Kurt flushed.
"I love it when you blush like that for me," Sebastian said as he leaned in and kissed along the blush on Kurt's other cheek. "Do you realize what you do to me, Kurt?"
Kurt shook his head. "What?"
Sebastian looked up in his eyes. "You drive me fucking crazy," he whispered. "The way you walk, the way you talk, how you dress, your voice when you sing, the way you blush...I could keep going. I physically have to hold myself back when you break away from my kisses, flushed and breathing hard. I want you so bad it's physically painful, Kurt."
Kurt sucked in a breath. "Do you mean...?" Kurt blushed again and he couldn't stop his eyes from wandering downwards.
"Are you asking if you make me hard?" Sebastian could literally see Kurt getting redder as his eyes jumped back up to Sebastian's. "Are you?" Kurt nodded. "Yes. When we kiss, when you touch me, fuck, sometimes you can just look at me a certain way."
Kurt looked shocked, he knew objectively that Sebastian found him attractive, but something in him wouldn't let him believe, until now, that the way more experienced boy got hard while thinking about Kurt. "I..."
"Do you believe me, Kurt?" Sebastian traced his lips with a single finger, watching the boy shake. "Do you want proof?"
What kind of proof? Surely he wasn't hard now. Despite every ounce of him that wanted to look down, Kurt's eyes remained locked on Sebastian's. He swallowed and nodded slowly.
"Don't freak out," Sebastian whispered. He stopped playing with Kurt's hand and gripped it, guiding it to his chest. He laid Kurt's palm flat on top of his shirt and guided it down. Down his chest and stomach, both boys breathing hard and shaking. Kurt almost pulled away when he felt the waistband of Sebastian's sweats under his hand but he didn't. Sebastian kept guiding his hand down slower, until Kurt could feel Sebastian's hard cock under his hand. Both boys sucked in a breath.
Neither boy moved their hands, both resting over Sebastian's cock. Kurt could gauge the size a little, definitely not small. And, god, he was so hard and hot beneath his hand. He didn't think about it, he just squeezed softly.
"Kurt," Sebastian moaned. Sebastian had moaned his name while kissing before but it had never sounded that broken. Kurt repeated the squeeze and Sebastian's hips bucked up.
Something twisted in Kurt's own stomach as his own cock responded. "I..."
"Kiss me," Sebastian said and Kurt didn't need to be told twice before he moved in and kissed Sebastian hard and deep. The kiss was intense and Kurt didn't realize that Sebastian's hand was no longer covering his own, instead it was tangled in his hair and pulling him in closer for the kiss. The hand he had on Sebastian's cock was moving, stroking over the outline through the sweats and Sebastian broke the kiss, moaning loudly and throwing his head back.
Kurt couldn't help it, he leaned in and kissed along Sebastian's neck, nipping softly at the skin and pressed harder against the bulge.
Sebastian reached down, pulling Kurt's hand away. "You have to stop, or this will be over way too soon." Kurt pouted but let Sebastian pull his hand away. "It's so fucking sexy when you do that, take control."
Kurt leaned down, kissing Sebastian again. "If I say I believe you, can we keep going where we left off?"
Sebastian groaned, but shook his head. "This is definitely something we have to talk about, Kurt. I'm used to letting things flow, ending up with one or both of us naked. But you mean too much for me to just jump into this."
Kurt smiled. "You, Sebastian Smythe, are an excellent boyfriend."
"You have no idea, Hummel," he teased.
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