AU – Set during Senior Year on the run up to Christmas. Kurt never transferred; after a few run ins he and Dave found an interesting way to deal.

Rated M only.

Warnings: Boy on boy only, Dominance & Submission, Bondage, Smut, Puppy Dog Kurt and plot (the first rule of plot club is you don't talk about plot club – an obvious one I know). Don't like don't read, though constructive criticism is always welcome (plus any reviews).

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Good Boy Kurt

Chapter Fourteen

"Don't look at me Mercedes," I say, as in the dark as she is, "I only knew about the beer keg incident." Turning to David I ask gently, "Why didn't you tell me? You didn't get hurt did you?"

"I'm fine babe," he says, "I was going to tell you, only we got a little," he pauses, "distracted when I got home and I forgot this morning when you came out to breakfast wearing that."

"Distracted," Tina says, "Hmm I wonder how you got distracted?" And then she giggles.

David starts blushing again; it really is so cute when he does that, not that I can say that because he gets all defensive and grumpy, which is just as cute.

Mercedes steps in, "Uh-huh girlfriend and where was my phone call to tell me all of the details and gossip? What were you up to that kept you from something so important?"

This time it's Tina's turn to blush, "Um, well Mike and I were, that is we, his abs, um, you see," she pauses, "we got distracted a little too and then I was late for curfew, and now I'm here." She points at Artie, "Anyway he was there too, he could have told you."

Holding his hands up to fend off the diva's attack, "Hey don't look at me, I had Brittany and Santana to deal with and well, we kind of got distracted a little too."

Huffing in annoyance the fashionable girl grumbles, "Damn lovebirds and their damn distractions getting in the way of my gossip, bet this is a hot topic today too."

Unable to wait any longer I blurt out, "But what happened?" One of the three must be able to tell me.

David shrugs and says, "The fuckwit insulted you, I hit him, some of the guys hit him, end of story."

"He missed out all the drama and tense suspense moments," Tina says, "and the thing with Chastity."

"The frog!" Artie laughs, "I thought I was going to pass out from lack of air when that happened! It was SO funny!"

Linking arms with the girl beside me, we present a united front and demand the details from them.

"Well," Tina starts, "I was in the main room with Mike, and there were jocks and cheerleaders everywhere, bad music, bad fashion, couples making out, drinking, and the other normal party stuff. David here was wandering around looking annoyed and checking his watch every five seconds, when this hockey jock in the middle of the room said something." She frowns, "I couldn't get it all but I heard Kurt's name and the words 'slut, whore, and waiting at home'."

Artie takes up the tale, "Oh I heard all of it, Santana and I were there, he said 'Karofsky dude, chill, that Kurt bitch is such a well trained little slut and whore he'll still be waiting at home for you to give it to him.'" Looking impressed at my man the smaller boy continues, "Seriously Kurt your sweetheart here moved so fast and then," he mimes a punch, "Bam! The jock is down and people were trying to get away from an enraged Karofsky loose in the room."

Tina joins in, "He was like a blur, I've never seen anything like it." She leans forward, "And then when the jock is down he went even more scary and advanced slowly towards him flexing his fist, you just knew there was going to be a punch up."

David snorts, "Oh please, like that little piece of shit could bring it, anyways he was crawling backwards to get away from me."

"And that's when he bumped into Puck," Tina tells us.

"Puck?" Mercedes says as I'm thinking Noah.

"Yes, and Puck hauled him up onto his feet and said 'Dude I think your mouth said something bad about my little Princess,'" Tina carries on and I sniff at my nickname. "Then Puck punched the jock in the mouth, hard." This time she mimes the punch.

Clinging to my friend we wait impatiently for them to keep going, Artie takes up the story, "So the jock is on his hands and knees to get away from those two and then," he pauses, "Azimo steps up."

My jaw drops, "Azimo? Azimo Adams?"

Gasping Mercedes looks as stunned as I feel.

"Yep," Artie grins at our faces, "he stands there, folds his arms and just stares down at the guy on the floor before saying 'You being disrespectful to a football player's steady?'"

Mercedes gasps again and says, "He did not!" My mind is boggling at this point, the homophobic jerk that picked on me, that deserted David when he came out, stood up for us?

Nodding Tina says, "He did! I swear, and in front of everyone. And then he picks the guy up off the floor and punches him in the stomach."

Could last night have gotten any weirder? Apparently it could because Tina then says, "So the guy is surrounded on three sides and made a break for it, but he ran straight into Finn and Sam."

Oh! My other two brothers, Finn through the marriage of my dad and his mom, and Sam after his parents tragic deaths while they were out job hunting. My dad and Carole insisted on fostering and then adopting them, the house beyond crowded now, but at least the three Evans' were a calming influence and didn't smell as much as Finn and Puck.

Completely hooked I wait wide-eyed for the next instalment, which Artie supplies, "So Finn picks the guy up and says 'Dude, seriously that looked super painful, here let me help you,'"

Mentally I wince, does this mean Finn is still mad at me?

"And then he knees the guy in the balls, the guy squeaks and Sam punches him in the face," Artie mimes yet another punch. They stood up for me! Does this mean Finn isn't still mad at me? And Sam is so sweet to do that.

David rolls his eyes, "See I told you, just a few hits, no big deal." He frowns, "Scott Cooper and the rest of the hockey team turning up, now that was a surprise."

"David!" I whine, "Details honey, details!" In my mind is a picture of a big stand off between the football and hockey jocks.

Taking pity on me Tina says, "Well Scott, Finn and Sam started arguing about one team going for another team's player up until Cooper found out what the guy had done then he walked over to the jock curled up on the floor and stared down at him and said coldly 'You got three choices, leave the team and don't come back, or you get to partner Karofsky for all body checks in practice for a month, or you can face me here now and then I better not hear about you pulling something like that again.'"

A disgusted sound and David says, "I was looking forward to those body checks, no one volunteers for them, the shit took the cowards way out and let Cooper hit him instead." Grumpy look firmly in place my wonderful Dave is close to sulking at the table. I take his hand in mine and squeeze it, he gives me a lopsided smile in return.

"Poor baby," I sympathise, almost no one will stand up to him on the ice, he says he misses the sound it makes when the wall shudders as he smacks them into it.

"Poor baby my sweet behind," Artie interrupts, "After Cooper hit him the jock made a run for it and he passed by Dave, you should have heard the scary growl he got, and the death glare. So of course while David's all riled up Chastity plastered herself against him." The boy sounds disgusted, "I can't stand that girl, she's even made a play for me, luckily Santana out bitched her."

"Don't get me started on her," Tina huffs, "I had to peel Chastity off Mike, and now he hides every time he sees her."

All five of us nod in unison, the hate of Chastity bringing us together and then Mercedes asks, "So then what happened? I thought you mentioned a frog?"

"Well," Artie says, "Chastity was stuck to Dave and he was doing his best to push her off and saying how he didn't want to catch anything from her diseased body." My hands itch to slap that bitch; "When Quinn walks up to her and rips her off of him."

"Quinn?" I ask incredulous. I know Chastity is disliked by just about everyone, but Quinn isn't naturally violent, bitchy certainly, I've had a few bitch fight moments with her in the past, friendly and fun ones, so I would except her to verbally go for the throat.

Tina leans forward, "And that's not all, she pulled the scrunchie out of the girl's hair!" Oh! With Coach Sylvester's anti hairology stand that's a huge insult. "Then Brittany wandered over and said 'I really don't like you.' And Brittany likes everyone." Which is true, there are very few people she doesn't like.

Artie sniggers, "Then Santana joined in and bitched at the girl and pushed her, and then all three of them were herding her towards the door saying how she really needs to leave coz no one wants her there." He laughs, "But then Lauren entered the fray and bodily picked Chastity up, hauled her to the door and flung her out into the night."

Tina giggles, "The best part is she landed in the ornamental fish pond and fountain in the middle of the drive with a giant splash." Tina, Artie and even David laugh, "When she came up, she…" Tina dissolves into fits of laughter unable to continue.

Artie says, "There was this bright green frog stuck to top of her head, and it promptly slid down her face, it was hilarious!" He fishes his phone out and hands it over, "It's not a good picture but still so funny."

Mercedes and I peer down at the screen, and there is a blurry red-haired cheerleader, soaking wet with a green blob on her hair. I would have loved to have seen that in person, maybe this will teach her to leave other people's beloveds alone.

Recovering Tina then mentions "And at that point a jock carrying a beer keg, tripped and it went all over poor Dave, who turned, growled at the other jock and right in the middle of the room the guy's eyes rolled up in his head and he fainted dead away." She shrugs, "The party pretty much broke up at that point, it was a good party though."

Artie nods agreeing with her, "Yep, especially the frog."

Lunch over with David takes my tray and says, "Okay I gotta to go, see you later Kurt, guys." He goes to give me a chaste kiss on the cheek but Tina gives a small cough.

Lifting an eyebrow at her he stills, and she coughs again "Hot man kisses," cough.

Rolling his eyes and sighing he turns to me and gets that look in his eyes, "Well I suppose just this once," he leans in slowly, determinedly, locking his gaze with mine, and his eyes change colour to a deeper hazel.

My heart beats faster and even though I know the three of them are watching me I can't tear my eyes away. David's mouth touches mine and I close my eyes leaning into him. A hand skims my face and catches the back of my head holding me in place as the kiss becomes opened mouth, a tongue slipping to caress mine and I groan slightly at the contact, my own hands reaching out to him, and the world collapses into just us.

All too soon he pulls back and gives me a much smaller tender kiss. Still a little vague I hear him ask with an amused tone "And does that fit your hot man kiss criteria?"

"Uh-huh," Tina says.

"Now I really have to go, later babe," he says his voice low and full of promises as he saunters from the canteen, stopping only to dispose of our trays.

Blinking to clear my vision I can see the three of them look at me expectantly. Now I know how a rabbit caught in the headlights feels like.

A/N: Sorry for any and all mistakes, I've tried to catch those I could, but I'm only human. Plus I've not really had time to really check this one out as much as I'd prefer, I blame my brother and his 12 hour birthday party (3pm till 3am) and the almost 3 hours worth of driving I had to do to get there and back. Mind you a pub in the middle of nowhere + a barn + a field + nice weather + good food + great company + catching up with friends + an awesome homemade birthday cake + Frisbee (long story but I once again proved I'm rubbish at throwing and catching but so were they and it was getting dark) + a silent disco (fab!) = a bloody excellent birthday party! Go bro! Urgh I'm getting too old for this.

And again thank you for all your reviews, I really enjoy reading them and love seeing what you like/dislike (mostly likes at the moment) about the story as it carries on. Any rumours about the smut having died are exaggerated, the plot has momentarily stepped into the limelight, it wont last I promise, please bear with me.