Kurt POV

Many thanks to my Beta KioshiUshima.

Chapter 21

Sometimes Kurt just wants to slap Sebastian.

Slap him and then kiss him.

Okay, maybe he wants to kiss Sebastian all the time. Kiss him, touch him, and make him come, multiple times in a row. Just remembering Sebastian's taste makes Kurt's blood boil and his mouth water. Tasting his release once certainly isn't enough. It will never be enough. It's just like getting a tiny taste of some fancy dish at one of those famous five-star restaurants before someone takes your plate away, not giving you the chance to truly savor it. You only crave more …

But Kurt is getting off topic here.

Granted, he didn't expect Sebastian to act like a normal human being – scratch that – like a normal fae being and be nice. It's just not in his nature. He is grumpy and snarky and far from sociable. Kurt might have found a way to deal with him, to ignore his quirks for the sake of his own sanity, but his dad doesn't know Sebastian.

At all.

He doesn't know that Sebastian can be really protective and caring … when there aren't any witnesses around to hold it against him. Except for Kurt, of course, though he probably detests that fact.

He doesn't know that Sebastian gets really mad, in fact, when someone he cares about gets hurt.

And he doesn't know that Sebastian is a vampire.

Naturally, Kurt kept that piece of information from his dad. In fact, he didn't reveal anybody's fae persona. Sure, he might have mentioned that Eric and Stephanie are very good at reading other people's emotions, and that Jeff is very in tune with all things nature, but other than that he followed the fae code.

Don't ask and don't tell.

What? Kurt usually follows the rules.

But still, he could hardly tell his dad that Sebastian helped heal his wounds after Blaine accidentally scratched him. True, if he knew that, he might have been more receptive to Sebastian; probably would have thanked him, but then what? He would have dropped everything and driven over to Dalton to yell at the headmistress. Kurt and Sebastian were in as much trouble as they could get. No need to pull his dad into the mix and make things worse.

Maybe, when the time is right, Kurt will tell him everything, including the fact that he repaid Sebastian's favor a few days later and let him feed off him. Of course, he is definitely going to leave out all the juicy details their feedings usually entail. No need to freak his dad out unnecessarily.

But for the moment Kurt thinks it's for the best to just go with the flow, to wait and see how things develop.

Easier said than done now that Eli is here.

Of course, Kurt knew that he was coming over, and he knew that things might get awkward. Unlike his dad, his cousin is aware of Sebastian's fae inheritance, which isn't exactly helping.

The last time they spoke about Sebastian, Eli made it very clear that he wasn't very keen about the idea that Kurt is sharing a room with a vampire.

In a way Kurt gets it. After all the research he did for his paper, he knows there is some ill will between their species, probably going back generations. Okay, maybe that's an understatement. Apparently, going by Eli's strong reaction and a few of Sebastian's subtle hints it's more than that. It almost sounds like that there is still a war going on between succubi and vampires, a war nobody else knows or cares about. It's not a pleasant thought and certainly not something Kurt can deal with right now.

His dad spares him one last, questioning look before he walks towards the front door to let Eli in. As soon as his dad is out of sight, Kurt grabs Sebastian's arm, roughly pulling the vampire closer. His blunt nails dig into the vampire's bare skin. It's probably unpleasant borderline on painful but Sebastian isn't showing any signs of distress.

"Please do me a favor and don't be an ass this time. My dad may be clueless, but Eli isn't." Kurt growls lowly hoping Eli can't overhear them.

Sebastian stares back at him, his green eyes glazed over. He looks like he is under some sort of spell or something. It only lasts for a few seconds, though. In fact, his blank look is gone as soon as Kurt lightens his grip. Sebastian still looks a bit confused at first, staring down at Kurt's hand still touching him. He doesn't pull away, just shakes his head like he is trying to get rid of something unpleasant before putting his game face back on.

"I'll try my best." He promises in a clipped tone.

Kurt really doesn't blame him. He doesn't like to be told what to do either.

"That's all I ask." He concedes, finally letting go of Sebastian's arm completely. It feels wrong, but Kurt decides to ignore the sensation. He steps away, putting some distance between himself and Sebastian. It's probably futile to pretend that there is nothing going on between them, but better to try and keep appearances instead of flaunting their relationship (or whatever it is).

Right on time as it turns out. A moment later his dad returns with his cousin in tow. To say that Eli doesn't look happy is the understatement of the year. He looks disappointed, angry even. Kurt wants to yell at him, demanding what the fuck his problem is, but he restrains himself, just barely. Instead he offers Eli his best fake smile.

His dad shakes his head and rolls his eyes at him. He doesn't comment though, just huffs. He may be a bit slow on the uptake, occasionally, but this is definitely not one of those times. He realizes at once that it's up to him to make the introduction, since nobody else seems willing to do it. "Eli, this is Kurt's roommate. Sebastian …"

"Smythe." The vampire provides helpfully, though his tone of voice tells a different story.

Eli doesn't respond, not even with a nod of his head. Sure, Kurt didn't expect him to say 'It's nice to meet you.', because that obviously isn't the case, but come on, he could have at least faked it. Instead his cousin turns his glare in his direction.

"Kurt, can I talk to you for a minute?"

He sounds civil, but Kurt isn't fooled. It's obvious that Eli wants to talk about the elephant in the room, aka Sebastian.

"Can't it wait?" Kurt tries. "I really have a lot to prepare for tomorrow."

"I'm sure you do," Eli acknowledges, but again it's obvious that he doesn't really mean it. "But I think it can wait for a few minutes."

"Fine." Kurt relents, realizing the older succubus won't be swayed by anything he says. He offers his dad a small smile, knowing it's not very convincing, but hoping it will do the trick anyway. "Could you start on chopping the vegetables?"

"Sure thing, son." His dad promises, waving his hand dismissively. "Just go, do your secret fae handshake thing, or whatever. Sebastian and I will be fine."

Kurt believes him. Sure, his dad will probably use the chance to grill his roommate for information, which isn't exactly a comforting thought, but other than that he isn't worried.

Well, not really, anyway. Things couldn't get any more awkward, could they?

When Kurt decided to invite Sebastian over to spend the holidays with his family, he only had one thing on his mind.

Okay, maybe two things.

Granted, he had some ulterior motives. The thought of having Sebastian all to himself; the chance to get him into his own king-sized bed and have his way with him, was very appealing to the succubus. But let's be clear, first and foremost Kurt wanted to make Sebastian happy, to make him forget all about the fact that his grandfather cancelled their plans on the last minute. Really, bailing on one's family just because of some business thing … who does that?

Of course, deep down Kurt knew it wouldn't be all rainbows and puppies. He knew it would tricky at best, considering Sebastian's less than amicable persona. And maybe he didn't really take Eli's reaction into consideration. But again, why should he? Sure, Eli is part of the family and the only succubus Kurt knows, and therefore a great help, but still, he barely knows the guy. And more importantly he can tell that Eli is keeping things from him on purpose, important things, so why should he care what he thinks?

Annoyed and slightly worried about leaving Sebastian alone to deal with his dad, Kurt walks to the farthest edge of the backyard. He knows the small distance won't do much in regards to the vampire's supernatural hearing abilities, but it's the effort that counts, right? Kurt barely notices the overgrown lawn, in desperate need of a mowing, or the poor state of the vegetable patch. If Jeff could see it, he would probably cry.

When he turns around, Kurt is faced with an angry Eli. The younger succubus just glares back, crossing his arms across his chest. "So, what's so important that it can't wait?"

Eli doesn't pussyfoot around, jumping right to the point. "What is he doing here?"

It's probably a stupid idea to play dumb, but Kurt just can't help himself. He blames his roommate for acting like a brat. "Last time I checked my dad lives here … sure he isn't usually home this early …"

"You know very well I'm talking about the leech." Eli cuts off Kurt's incessant rambling. His voice is dripping venom and his eyes blaze bright blue. Kurt is neither impressed nor intimidated. Sure, the sight is quite something, but it has no effect on him whatsoever, probably because he is a succubus too.

"Oh, you mean, Sebastian." Kurt relents, adding with a shrug, "I invited him."

"Why? So that he can attack your father and drain him in his sleep?" Eli sneers, his beautiful features turning into an ugly mask. He doesn't sound at all concerned about his father's safety, just full of glee, like he can't wait to tell Kurt 'I told you'. Not very mature for a hundred and fifty year old, but more importantly, disappointing. Sure, his dad and Eli aren't blood related, but they are still family, but maybe that doesn't mean as much to Eli as it does to Kurt.

"Sebastian wouldn't do that." Kurt retorts hotly. There is no doubt in his mind. His roommate may be a snarky son of a bitch but he is not unstable. He has excellent control over his urges … or at least the one his cousin is referring to right now.

"And what makes you so sure?" Eli mocks.

It's hard to tell if he already knows about Kurt's and Sebastian's little arrangement. Kurt wouldn't be surprised if the headmistress informed him right after he spilled the beans. Though, if that was the case, Eli wouldn't have waited until today. No, he would have stormed right into Dalton and demanded that Kurt was moved into another room, preferably far, far away from Sebastian. Or worse, he would have demanded that Sebastian get expelled. Kurt isn't sure Eli actually has that kind of power, but he knows how persuasive the older succubus can be. He witnessed it a few times. Sure, it's just small things, like getting an extra shot of caramel syrup with his coffee without having to pay for it, but still, he certainly has his way to get what he wants. And he is certainly not a guy who takes no for an answer.

"Sebastian is not some crazed monster." Kurt argues on his roommate's behalf. "So what if he lives on other people's life force? I am hardly in the position to judge him. He feeds on blood and I suck people's chi … really, what's the big difference?" He exclaims, quickly amending, "Well, we did, but not anymore. You know we are required to take medication to suppress those urges."

"Do you take me for a fool?" Eli scoffs, his eyes going the glowing thing again. "I know you two fed off each other, more than just once."

So, the headmistress did rat him out … or maybe she didn't.

"Don't even try to deny it, Kurt. I can tell. It's damn obvious. You both look way too relaxed, way too healthy to be on the human's concoction." Eli snarls, clearly not a fan of Dr. Chase either. "Did you sleep with him as well?"

"What?" Kurt cringes, but he recovers quickly. "No, I didn't. But even if I did, it's hardly any of your business."

"I beg to differ." Eli argues. "It is very much my business. You are my kin, my only kin. It's my obligation to take care of you, to protect you, to …"

"And I appreciate the sentiment," Kurt interrupts, not really meaning it, "but that doesn't give you the right to tell me what to do or who I can hang out with …"

"You don't understand." Eli shakes his head in exasperation.

"You are right. I don't understand." Kurt grumbles, slowly but surely losing what little patience he has left.

Eli huffs, taking a step back. For a moment it looks like he is throwing in the towel, but no such luck. "You know about the Salem witch trials, right?"

Kurt frowns in confusion. "Of course I know about the Salem witch trials, but what does this have to do with anything?"

"More than you know." Eli replies, being all cryptic. It pisses Kurt off even more.

"Why don't you enlighten me then?" Kurt sneers.

"Very well," Eli says, sounding anything but reluctant to share his knowledge with Kurt. This is certainly a first. Usually, he is very tight-lipped about anything involving fae history. "There are numerous books on the subject, and some of them are quite good, but they all miss a very important detail. Aside of all those innocent human women, and men, who got killed, quite a few of our kind got caught in the crossfire. Well, that's not exactly true. They got slaughtered. And you know why? Because those bloodsucking fiends sold us out to the humans …"

Eli is shaking with anger, and Kurt gets it. It's not that he doesn't feel bad about what happened, but that's the past. A lot of horrible things happened back then, to a lot of people, not just his ancestors. "But this is the twenty-first century. Things change."

"Unfortunately, some things don't." Eli disagrees. "Sure, the shifters had their own little quarrels, and so did some other fae, but nothing compared to the bloodshed between our two species. It goes back eons and it's not over. It will never be over. Vampires and succubi are not supposed to get along. It's in our genes. We are too much alike, born to be natural rivals."

So, Kurt was right with his assumption. There is something more going on between their species than simple animosity. Interestingly enough, all the fae history books in the Dalton library neglect to mention any of this. Was it erased from them or is it simply forbidden to talk about it? Kurt desperately wants to press Eli for more answers, but something tells him that his cousin isn't in the sharing mood any longer.

"Well, be that as it may, I don't feel that way. Granted, Sebastian isn't the nicest guy," Kurt allows, "but I'm certain he isn't planning to kill me, or anyone for that matter. I trust him."

"He really has you wrapped around his little finger." Eli sneers.

Kurt doesn't bother to point out it's actually more like the other way around. Eli probably wouldn't believe it anyway. But more importantly, that's just between him and Sebastian. "Maybe he does, maybe he doesn't, but I'm not going to send him back to Dalton. He is staying. And if you can't deal with his presence … well, you don't have to stay."

"On the contrary," Eli disagrees, "I do have to stay. It's obvious that you aren't in the position to make any rational decisions."

"Fine," Kurt rolls his eyes, sensing that there is nothing he can do or say to convince Eli that Sebastian doesn't have any ulterior motives. He had to see it for himself. And with a bit of luck, Sebastian would play right along and manage to behave himself. "But I reserve the right to throw you out on your ass."

"I'd like to see you try." Eli smirks.

Kurt doesn't respond, just huffs and stomps back towards the house. He left his dad and Sebastian alone for far too long.

Next: Sebastian and Burt.