"Are you going back to Dalton tonight?" Kurt asked once he found Sebastian in the living room.

"That depends," Sebastian smiled and pulled Kurt down onto the couch with him. Kurt ended up on Sebastian's lap, and he relaxed into the position. "Do you want me to go back already?"

"No. I just told my dad that I would be inviting you to stay again if you weren't ready to go yet," Kurt smirked. "The balls I grew last night when I told him I was sleeping with you paid off. He wasn't even surprised."

"You just grew those last night? I could have sworn I've been checking out that package of yours for weeks now," Sebastian licked his lips and dipped his head to Kurt's ear. "And I definitely like what I see."

"Stop talking about balls and packages," Finn groaned from the floor.

"No," Kurt smiled at Sebastian as he answered. "You need to just deal with it. You're just jealous because yours is brown."

Sebastian snorted, and Sam grinned, patting Finn on the shoulder before retaking his position in the floor. "Dude, let it go. Just let it go."

Sebastian turned back to Kurt. "I'd love to stay. I can't get out of going home next weekend, so we won't be able to get together. Unless we sneak and see each other during the week, that is."

"Shh. Nobody can know our plans," Kurt intoned dramatically. "They will try to interfere."

"I noticed that you live with a family of cockblockers," Sebastian whispered in his ear.

"Why yes, I do. I'm glad I'm not the only one who notices this."

"I'm not easily defeated by cockblockers. You can't even imagine how many places I can find to get things done," Sebastian smirked.

"Oh, yes I can imagine," Kurt smiled.

"Does that mean you want to explore some of them?" Sebastian smirked.

"It's possible."

"Hello, other people in the room here," Finn muttered and pointed to himself.

"We're trying to ignore that fact," Sebastian replied dryly.

Sam stood and brushed his hands together and rolled up the leftover bag of chips he'd just polished off. He leaned over to pick up his empty soda can and whispered, "I can get him out of here, and then you can sneak off somewhere. As long as you don't tell me, I won't be lying when I say I don't know where you are."

"Go for distraction!" Kurt whispered, and Sebastian snorted. "Shh, Seb. When Finn the Giant wanders off, we're going to my room. Sam is the best back-up ever."

Sebastian laughed and pulled Kurt into a hug. He was just too damn cute sometimes.

"Why can't we just get Finn involved in the subterfuge?" Sebastian whispered.

"Have you met Finn?" Kurt tilted his head in confusion. "Remember being followed around by him? Remember the stalking until we drove him off?"

"But aren't you guys brothers? You guys distract the parents for him and Rachel too, right?"

"Yeah, of course we do," he whispered.

"Then I don't get it." And he was beginning to wonder about Finn since he didn't seem to realize all the whispering going on was about him.

"Sweetie, it's Finn. We don't understand. We just deal."

Sam stood and hit Finn on the shoulder, "Let's go throw the football around."

Finn shot out of the room like a man on fire, and Kurt snorted. "Football, the bringer of his doom."

Sebastian grinned and maneuvered Kurt off his lap deftly, scooping him up and sliding him down onto his feet. "Let's go. Mission impossible begins."

"Forgive me if I don't start humming the theme song," Kurt grinned and led him up the stairs. "The key is beating Finn to my room. The standard rule is that he can't bother me if my door is locked. That's why he follows me, to prevent me from locking the door. So that my virtue stays uncompromised. I think. Sometimes I think it's to prevent me from engaging in sexual activities period."

"Sam said he had some issues."

"He has a slight case of homophobia. And the whole crush on him before he became my brother thing didn't help."

"Wait, what?" Sebastian frowned at him.

Okay, it was bad enough to have to deal with Sam, who was apparently gay for Kurt. Now there could be residual issues from a previous crush on the boy who became his step-brother?

Would there ever be a male in Kurt's life that Sebastian didn't feel the need to eliminate?

"Oh, sweetie," Kurt sighed. "We really need to talk."

Kurt led him to the bedroom, and he shut and locked the door. "Success!" he whispered.

"Come here," Sebastian grabbed him and walked him backwards toward the bed. Once Kurt's knees hit the mattress, they buckled, and Sebastian followed him down. "We can talk later."

"I knew you were a smart one," Kurt breathed against his mouth and wrapped his arms around Sebastian's neck.

"Do you realize you have the tightest jeans in the history of all mankind?" Sebastian palmed Kurt's ass, eliciting a moan, and he pulled Kurt flush against him as they kissed.

"Yes," Kurt smiled against his mouth and kissed back slowly.

He buried his hands in Sebastian's hair, and he slanted his mouth against Sebastian's, before nibbling softly on his lower lip as they kissed over and over.

"We should have done this last night," Sebastian dipped his head to press kisses along Kurt's jawline. "Damn my promise to keep my hands off Drunk Kurt."

"Who did you promise? I don't remember you saying that," Kurt pulled back and smiled at him.

"Myself."

"Ah. Obviously you were talking to the wrong person," Kurt grinned up at him. "Because Drunk Kurt would have been totally fine with this last night."

Sebastian shushed him and went back to kissing him. His lips were moving lazily over Kurt's mouth, and he pulled Kurt's lower lip into his mouth randomly as they kissed. Sebastian plunged his tongue inside Kurt's mouth, licking and tasting him with sudden abandon.

Like he really could not get enough of Kurt's mouth.

Kurt groaned when a very persistent knock sounded on his bedroom door.

"Kurt! I need to talk," Puck yelled.

"Noah, go away! I'm busy right now," Kurt called back as Sebastian licked a trail up his neck and kissed his ear.

"Look, I know you're in there with your new Warbler, but I need to talk to you."

"How do they find out about me so quickly?" Sebastian smirked.

"Santana," Kurt grinned.

Sebastian leaned away from Kurt, "Who is the cockblocker this time?"

"Noah Puckerman. Otherwise known as Puck. The Glee member with the Mohawk," Kurt replied quietly. "He has been known to go away if I'm really quiet."

Sebastian snorted softly, but he nodded.

They heard a slumping sound, as if Noah had thrown himself at the door. "Kurt, she's moving," Puck's voice broke as he called out.

"Oh God, Sebastian let me up," Kurt scrambled to get off the bed. "He's got to be talking about Beth."

Kurt flung open the bedroom door, and Noah stood, leaning against the wall, eyes red and swollen and his face pale. He rubbed the back of his neck roughly

"She's moving," Noah whispered.

"Oh, Noah," Kurt grabbed him into a hug and pulled him inside the room.

"Shelby got a job offer in California. It's not until next year, when school starts. But with Quinn going to Yale, what am I going to do? I'm going to lose both of them."

"It'll be okay," Kurt rubbed his back to comfort him.

"I'm sorry to interrupt, but you said now that the Hobbit is gone, I can come over more," Noah muttered.

"And you can. This is fine. Here, you stay right here," Kurt sat Noah down on the edge of the bed and walked over to Sebastian.

"We'll finish this tonight, I promise. This is important, so please don't be mad," Kurt whispered and kissed him.

"I'm not mad. Confused, but not mad," Sebastian looked back at the man falling apart on Kurt's bed. "Really confused. But not mad," he repeated.

"Can you find Sam for me?" Kurt asked quietly. "Sometimes he just needs both of us."

"Who's Beth?" Sebastian whispered.

"Noah's daughter."

"Who's Quinn?"

"Noah's and Sam's and Finn's ex. And Beth's biological mother. It's a long story," Kurt added when Sebastian's eyebrow lifted in shock.

"Okay, I'm just going to go find Sam now," Sebastian replied in obvious confusion.

Kurt slid a hand over Sebastian's jawline, "I'll make it up to you tonight, okay?"

Sebastian grinned and left the room, and Kurt turned to Noah, who'd assumed a fetal position on Kurt's bed.

Kurt walked over and lay down next to him and held his arms out. Noah was a bit of a cuddle whore on a regular basis, but especially when he was upset. And when he was really upset, he wouldn't let anybody cuddle him but Kurt.

Finn thought it was weird, Sam thought it was hilarious, and Burt thought it was almost adorable. Kurt thought it was sometimes annoying.

Sometimes annoying, but always endearing. The big strong jock who'd taunted and bullied him in sophomore year was the same one begging for hugs from Kurt when he was upset.

"When did you find out?"

Noah maneuvered out of Kurt's arms and put his head on Kurt's lap. "Today."

"What did you tell Shelby?" Kurt absently stroked Noah's Mohawk as he asked.

"I got mad at her, and I kind of went off. I mean, I chose Ohio State so I could stay here and have weekends with Beth. And now, for the next four years, I'll be in Ohio and she'll be in California. I'll miss everything."

"Does Quinn know?"

"Yeah, Shelby told us together. Quinn supported it, because she's going to be at Yale anyway, and she wouldn't be able to see Beth as much whether Beth's in Ohio or California. And she's upset that she might not be able to do much for Beth now."

"Because of the wheelchair?" Kurt asked quietly.

"Yeah. She's angry. She's afraid if she doesn't get out of it, she won't be able to take care of Beth even if she gets weekends with her," Noah sniffed.

"So she's afraid to ask for the visits?"

"Sort of. I told her I'd talk to Shelby about it. But Quinn's stupid threat kind of put Shelby off about doing anything to help her."

"I can see that."

"Yeah, me too. I was really pissed at her."

"Which one?"

"Quinn. But I'm really pissed at Shelby now too."

"You know, you could always transfer schools to California to be closer to Beth. Even if you start OSU this fall, it doesn't mean you have to stay there."

"I didn't think about that. That's a good idea."

"See. It won't be as bad as you thought. I'm sure Shelby would like the extra help with Beth. But you two have to stay friends only," Kurt warned.

"I learned my lesson over Shelby. Don't worry. I just want to be with Beth."

"And you will be. Everything will be fine."

"Kurt?"

"Yeah, Noah?"

"Now that you aren't dating the Hobbit, can I flirt with you again?"

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It didn't take him long to actually find Sam. It just took forever to negotiate the fencing in the backyard to get close enough to get to Sam. He couldn't find a gate anywhere, and thanks to the erection he still had from the interrupted making out with Kurt, he figured trying to jump the fence would just end badly for everybody involved.

"Sam!" Sebastian called from the fence of the backyard to where Kurt's 'brothers' were playing football. "Kurt needs you."

Sebastian was beginning to think that there wasn't a single male in Kurt's vicinity that didn't need him in some way or another. His father, his step-brother, his not legally adopted but self-appointed brother with gay exception tendencies, Blaine, Dave Karofsky, and now the mohawked guy from his Glee Club.

Were there any more he should know about?

Sam jogged over to him. "What's up?"

"There is a Puck in Kurt's room falling apart over an issue involving a Beth and a Quinn," Sebastian shrugged.

"Oh shit. Finn, I'll be back later," Sam called and headed into the house, quite easily hurling himself over the fence, which Sebastian would have done if he hadn't had the problem that he had.

He was athletic too, dammit. He played lacrosse for God's sake. But he needed his lower body parts intact tonight for important activities. It wasn't as if he couldn't jump the fence, he just chose not to.

Dammit.

Sebastian shook his head and followed Sam into the house, and they headed upstairs to find them. As they approached, Sebastian heard Puck say something about having learned his lesson over someone called Shelby. And Kurt told him that everything would be fine.

As they got closer, Sebastian heard Puck say, "Kurt?"

"Yeah, Noah?" Kurt replied softly.

"Now that you aren't dating the Hobbit, can I flirt with you again?"

Sam snorted softly beside him. "Come on," he mouthed, and they headed back downstairs again.

"Um, I don't think so," Sebastian muttered. "He's not flirting with Firebird while I'm around."

"Come on, I'll explain. Let's go in the kitchen."

Sebastian followed him into the kitchen, and Sam pulled out two sodas and offered him one.

Sebastian shook his head no, "What's that all about?"

"Puck has flirting issues. He can't not flirt. It's not in his DNA or something. So, he's always made comments to Kurt. About his ass or his mouth. Offers to make out with him. It's Puck's thing, and it's mostly harmless. Hell, Puck evens comments on my mouth. But once Kurt figured out what Blaine does to people…"

"Ah." A light bulb went off in Sebastian's head. "He banned Puck from flirting so Blaine would stay away from him."

"Yeah. Puck considers himself a sex shark, but he's been screwed over a lot by quite a few girls. And Quinn is one of the people who messed him up. Well, she kind of messed all of us up. Puck doesn't need the added shit Blaine can do to someone."

"Kurt said she's the ex to all three of you. You two, and Finn."

"Yeah. She cheated on Finn with Puck in sophomore year, and that's where Beth came from. And then junior year, she cheated on me with Finn because Finn convinced her to."

"That's a bit complicated."

"Yeah, just a bit. But it hit Puck the worst because he really wanted to keep Beth, and Quinn made the decision to give her up for adoption. He's willing to admit that Beth's better off with a stable mom, but it still hurt him. Kurt was really the only person who helped him. I wasn't even here then. I just know what's going on from the weekends he's not banned and something goes bad, and then he's here cuddling with Kurt."

Sebastian could see that about Kurt. He was nurturing, and this Puck seemed to be just another in the long list of people Kurt was protecting from Blaine's interference.

"Cuddling?" Sebastian frowned. "He's been banned from the house before?"

"Well, sort of. He wasn't allowed to be here when Blaine was. And Puck had to text or call ahead of time, and if Blaine arrived suddenly, Puck had to stay in Finn's room. Because Puck can't just not say those things to Kurt. He doesn't have a filter on his mouth at all. And even though Kurt knows he's not being serious about it, Blaine wouldn't."

"If I didn't know exactly what was going on, I swear it would look like Kurt was hiding a bunch of guys he was cheating on Blaine with." Sebastian grinned.

And from the dedication some of these guys had to Kurt, he could imagine them going along with it all.

Sam laughed. "It does kind of look like that. It's like Kurt's had two lives. One was where Blaine was the focus and he never interacted with anybody else. But then he had this other life you could see glimpses of whenever Blaine wasn't around."

It must have taken a lot of energy for Kurt to keep Blaine separated from everybody in his life. And Sebastian doubted that Blaine had been worth all of that trouble.

"I'm going back upstairs. Cuddle addict or not, it's my boyfriend's lap he's crawled into."

"Understood, dude. Totally understood."

Sam and Sebastian climbed the stairs again, and this time they entered Kurt's room.

Sam sprawled on the bed with his face pointed at Puck. "Look what I have." He held up a root beer in front of Puck's face. "It's your favorite," Sam said in a singsong voice.

"Dude, you're the best. Well, Kurt's the best, but you're next in line," Puck sat up and took the drink.

The scene was surreal. Kurt had a huge grin on his face as he watched Sam entice Puck with the soda. And he smiled affectionately when Puck shot up to grab it.

Kurt's lap was suddenly very empty, and Sebastian thought that was very much a shame. So he claimed the position, his head now on Kurt's lap, and he grinned up at Kurt's look of surprise.

"Jealous are we?" Kurt brushed his fingers through Sebastian's hair and smiled down at him.

"Maybe."

"Hey, that's my lap," Puck grumbled.

"Not anymore," Sebastian replied with a grin. "Mine now."

"Fucking Warblers. Why do you always have to date Warblers, Kurt?" Puck complained.

"I've only dated two guys, and it's just coincidence that they were both Warblers," Kurt rolled his eyes.

"Cause it's a gay school, right?" Puck nodded.

Sebastian snorted, "It's not a gay school. It's because of the blazer. He's crazy about the blazer."

Kurt dipped his head, "Actually it's the tie. And the pants."

Sebastian smiled up at him. "Remind me to wear those more often then."

"Wanna go play the Xbox? I'll let you snipe me on Black Ops." Sam said to Puck.

"Cool. I'm in. But I don't need any pity kills, dude. I can take you out easily without them."

"Yeah, right. In your dreams," Sam replied.

Puck pulled Kurt to his feet, and the jostling knocked Sebastian off his lap.

"What the hell?" Sebastian muttered.

"He's mine today. I need cuddles more than I need Black Ops. He's coming with me." Puck smirked.

Sebastian had no other choice but to laugh. I mean really? What was he supposed to do?

Kurt's family and friends were just fucking unreal. How did he make it through the day with them?

Finn, the overly protective step-brother, stalked him daily to help him avoid sexual situations with his boyfriend, and then demanded warm milk and chats with Kurt at bedtime.

His father had the intimidation thing down pat, complete with the glare and pointed finger jabs. But mention the words gay and sex in the same sentence, which Sebastian had done during their conversation, and Burt Hummel was ready to pass out.

Burt had at least had the courage to admit that he preferred the vague phrase of 'something that goes down in the tent,' which Sebastian could only assume referenced Brokeback Mountain.

Then there was Sam, who had a gay attraction exception issue for Kurt but refused to tell him about it.

Blaine, the ex who refused to die.

Karofsky, who was convinced that his heart would never be complete without Kurt.

And he couldn't forget the overprotective girl friends who thought Kurt was hot, and Brittany, the lesbian ex-girlfriend of a week who thought Kurt's capital G. A. Y. kisses were life-changing.

And now Puck, who resembled a biker with a Mohawk and bad boy expression on his face, was standing in front of him and verbally demanding cuddles. Fucking cuddles.

From a very gay, very sexy Kurt Hummel.

"Why is he laughing, Kurt?" Puck turned to Kurt and glared. "Why is your Warbler laughing?"

The comment about being Kurt's Warbler just made it worse. And Sebastian was gone again.

Kurt giggled and watched as Sebastian struggled for air. "I'm not sure Noah. He seems to have been overcome."

Sebastian laughed until his stomach ached, and when he sobered slightly, the faces on the three other guys in the room almost did him in again. "I'm good now."

"Should I even ask what that was about?" Kurt grinned down at him.

"No, Firebird, I think we should just let it die."

Sebastian got up to join them, because really? What the fuck else was he going to do? Kurt was in charge of all this crazy, and Sebastian was just along for the ride.

Puck grabbed Kurt and tugged him out of the room. "Your new Warbler is kind of weird, but at least he's normal-sized."