WARNING, SLASH SEXSCENE, MARKED WITH WARNING START, AND STOP.
Ch. 20
The next morning was a whirlwind of getting Burt and Carole out of the door, and on their honeymoon. After the parents had left, Finn had to get packed and ready to leave in the evening. The game was the next evening, so Finn had to go today. It was, according to Kurt, when they talked about it later, a nightmare. Finn hadn't so much cleaned his room before Christmas, as he had hidden the trash. His clothing was in a mitch-match of clean and dirty, and all of it was wrinkled. In his closet he didn't only have clothing, but also used candy wrappers, and dirty shoes. Kurt almost had an apoplectic attack.
"At least" Noah consoled Kurt. "He didn't have used cutlery in there." It was a small comfort, as Kurt pointed out, he had a tight leash on his kitchen, and should Finn have been able to scavenge some away, Kurt would have been willing to take back the Christmas gift. He absolutely hated to have trash littering his house, and even though it wasn't just his, and a conforming Burt's, house anymore, his unwillingness to live in a, as he called it, dumpster, hadn't regressed.
Noah was just happy that Kurt had never seen how he lived, when he lived with his mother. They might never have become a couple if he had seen that.
Finally, at half past four pm they delivered Finn to the Columbus airport. He would be having two transfers on his way to San Antonio, Texas, and wouldn't arrive until very late in the night. Finn wasn't worried, as a matter of fact he was very excited, it would be his first plane trip, and he was looking forward to be looking down on all the small people.
Kurt's try to making him understand that the plane would be way too high up, to actually be able to see humans, fell on deaf ears. Oh well, he would discover it himself in about an hour.
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After delivering Finn to the airport, and lying when telling him that they were on the way to their own holiday, they drove back to Lima, to pick up nana, and drove to Delphos, where nana's son lived. While he hadn't had much to do with his brothers children, due to being unable to communicate peacefully with their mother, he was very interested in getting to know them, and his grandniece. While they would be having dinner at his place, only nana, Sarah and Beth would be spending their holiday there, as Kurt and Noah would be moving house.
It had been a hard decision to leave Beth with a man neither of them really knew, but with nana there, they had finally agreed that it would be much easier to make the move, without a baby underfoot. While Beth couldn't yet walk, and the danger of her getting into things she wasn't supposed to was thereby greatly diminished, she still needed a lot of attention, which would mean that their work progress would go drastically down.
After a fun, and rather pleasant dinner with Noah's uncle Ethan, they came home. While they had planned on doing a bit of packing, and Noah started doing just that, Kurt had other plans.
Kurt sneaked out of the bathroom, and stood behind the working Noah, wearing nothing but a red Christmas bow; he still needed to give Noah his last present. He was rather nervous, but steeled himself.
"Noah" at Kurt's soft and hesitant voice Noah turned around. He was a little shocked, but very aroused at the sight before him.
"Noah I want you to be quiet and listen to me until the end, okay?" at Noah's eager, but distracted nod, Kurt went over to put on his bathrobe. He needed to say this, and Noah needed to hear it, so he couldn't be distracted… at least not too distracted, he thought with a little smile.
"I still have my last gift, for you, to give you… it was very hard to decided what to give you… at first I planned to dress up as Kate, as I know you find it sexy when I look like that… then I thought, that isn't what I want… I want you to want me… you are a lot more experienced than me, at least in the sexual department, you have tried a lot of stuff, with a lot of different people." Then he sank what felt like an object that had locked itself in his throat, by Gucci, why did he have to be so nervous.
"I never want you to be bored with me, to want someone else… I want to be yours for the rest of our lives… that is a very long time Noah. I want you… I want you to always want me… so I want to offer you… Me… for this night, you can do anything you want to me… you can do bondage, or role play… BDSM or vanilla… It's all up to you… I will be whatever you want, for tonight." As the last word left his lips he let the bathrobe glide down his arms, he was ready now, for Noah to be distracted.
Noah just sat staring at him for a while, letting his eyes glide over the bare expanses of skin. Then his eyes connected to Kurt's. The look in his eyes wasn't, like Kurt would have thought, passionate; instead it was tender, loving.
He got to his feet, and went over to Kurt, who was doing his best to not tremble, whether it was nerves, in fear or because of arousal, he didn't know, and stood looking at him yet again. Then he lifted his hand up, and softly placed it against Kurt's chin.
"Are you stupid?" Kurt startled, at the rather unexpected attack on his intelligence. "Wha…" Noah interrupted him.
"What in the world makes you think I would ever be bored with you, or that we haven't been doing what I wanted… yes I have been with a lot of girls, and women, but quite frankly I didn't want more than a handful of them. And Bondage? BDSM? What makes you think I want to control you, want to give you any form of pain… I don't like that shit… I want to take care of you, always, like you take care of me…" then he took a step back, still looking at his stunned fiancé.
"Have I ever made you feel like I wasn't sexually satisfied, because if so, it is a lie… I have been more satisfied in our relationship, than I ever was, having multiple partners… hell the fact that I never had unprotected sex before you, and no you can't count the whole deal with Quinn, as I was drunk out of my mind, yet have never had protected sex with you… I want to be as close to you as humanly possible… if you are mine, then I'm definitely yours." Kurt looked shocked and Noah's words, and the light tremble, he hadn't been able to suppress, disappeared.
Then he gave Noah a wicked smile, and stepped a step closer, so they were chest against chest, he put his hands on Noah's shoulders, and straightened up on his toes. Then he whispered into Noah's ears, in a breathless tone.
"So you don't want to pack out and… play… with your present?"
At Kurt's provocation, Noah made a growling sound, and attacked.
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Noah let his arms surround Kurt, and meet at his back. He slowly backed Kurt up towards the bed, and as his shins hit the side of the bed, he let himself fall backwards, landing on the bed, with Noah above him, pressing into him.
He had a moment to catch his breath, from the fall, while Noah was moving him around on the bed, until he was lying along the length of it, before his mouth was conquered by Noah. He explored his mouth, like it was unknown territory, and not the comfortably known cavern of his regular, and well known, partner.
Slowly he moved down Kurt's body, gently nipping, interchanged with scraping his skin softly with his teeth. When he came to where the red, wide, tape was crossing, on the middle of Kurt's chest, he took one long end in his mouth, and bit down on it, leaning back his head, and thereby releasing the bow, letting it fall softly from Kurt's body.
"Now that I have opened my present, I want to play with it, feel it, and taste it." As he said the last part he swept his tongue from where the bow had been, and down, stopping just above Kurt's straining erection.
Kurt made a sound that could have been an aborted moan.
"No, don't be quiet, not tonight. We are all alone, let me hear you." And with those words he again made a sweep with his re-moistened tongue, this time from the bottom of Kurt's erection, to the tip.
Kurt made a whimpering sound, and made a roll with his hips, trying to make Noah take the tip into his mouth, but in vain. Noah lifted his head lightly, send an eagerly waiting Kurt, a smoldering look, and bowed his head down again, this time to take his balls in between his teeth, biting lightly. Kurt sucked in a lungful of air, and kept it. He wasn't afraid per say, but he did feel a little bit of trepidation.
Noah put his hands around Kurt's legs, still worrying his balls between his teeth, and lifted them, so his leg was spread wide open, and folded by the knees.
He let go of the balls and moved his mouth down, resting just above Kurt's pucker. He kissed him softly, right on the rosebud, and let his hands sweep up the legs, until they rested on Kurt's hips. He lifted his right hand, and moistened two of his fingers, in his mouth.
When Kurt saw that movement, he started to shake his head back and forth on the madras, the suspense was killing him.
Finally Noah started to move his fingers toward the opening. When he was just shy of it, Kurt lifted his hips, just a little, couldn't have been more than a couple of centimeters. But it was enough. Noah stopped all progress at the movement, and just lay totally still. Then he opened his mouth.
"It is my present, isn't it?… answer me!" at Kurt's desperate nodding he nodded his head once.
"Then I get to choose how to play with it… don't worry, you just lay there, I will be taking good care of you. After all, you are mine… are you not?" Kurt just made another whimpering sound, while flexing his hands in a grabbing motion. He had promised he was Noah's to do with as he pleased, but this was almost cruel, and no matter what he had said and offered, Noah had never been cruel toward him, at least not since Beth's birth.
While Kurt was lightly distracted by his thoughts, Noah slipped one finger into him. At the feeling, Kurt's hips made a jerk, and he moaned, loudly… it was kind of freeing not to have to be quiet, while they were engaged in each other, not that he had the attention to spare for such thoughts, his whole being was centered around the finger in him, and the hand that had wrapped around his arousal.
Kurt bit his lip, in a desperate try, to keep his begging within, but at a twist with both of Noah's hands, the one in him glancing against his prostate, and the other gliding up his dick, while making the twisting motion, he couldn't hold it in anymore.
"Please, please, please… please more Noah, more… feel you… I want to feel you, stretch me out… please, please, please…" his voice became a mumbling sound, without meaning, neither for him or his partner.
While one hand continued moving in and out of Kurt, the other let go of his manhood, and moved slowly, caressing every bit of skin on its way, up towards one of Kurt's tempting, and hard, nipples.
After a short while, Noah let his eyes swing from Kurt's erection, to his nipple, and back again, he almost couldn't decide what he wanted to taste more… all of Kurt was so tempting, he spent a second to thank his uncle for taking Beth, and then swooped down, he would have both, one after another. He took the stiff and erect nipple in his mouth, first biting down gently, and then sucking, as if he was a baby as his mother's breast. It was something he always had loved to do, and while Kurt didn't have the softness of his earlier partners, it wasn't something he was missing. Kurt was perfect for him, just as he was.
When he had lavished, first one, then the other, nipple with attention, he swept down again, this time caressing Kurt's skin with his nose. When he swallowed Kurt's straining erection, he slipped yet another finger into Kurt's warm carven, still without any lubrication, but his own spit.
Kurt gave a slight jerk at the burn, but his delightful moan, and head toss, revealed his great enjoyment at the act. Noah knew, that unless he wanted to spent at least the next half hour, loosening Kurt up, he would need real lubrication, and soon. He removed his had from Kurt's abused nipple, and a searching hand moved out blindingly, for the lube they always kept in the drawer of the nightstand. It didn't take many seconds for Kurt to finish the search for him, and reaching him the bottle. He wasn't the only one who was getting slightly impatient.
As Noah took out his fingers, to lubricate them, Kurt let out a protesting growl, a sound that went straight to Noah's neglected cock. He wanted to be filled… having something in him was the best part of the whole act.
While he would never deny Noah, should he ask for their roles to be reversed, and while he truly wanted to try it someday, he was a committed bottom… he had never felt closer to Noah, than when he was filled to the brim with him. He never wanted to be without that feeling, and often times, after their coupling, Kurt would insist on Noah staying in him, for as long as possible. Some of the best nights he had had, was when they had fallen asleep, slowly making love, and he woke up; still connected to Noah. Yes he would be tender for the following day, but it was a price he was more than happy to pay.
Noah hurriedly finished lubricating his fingers, and in one movement, let all three glide into Kurt. The pleasure of being so suddenly, and fully, filled, made Kurt give a sound, halfway between a scream of pleasure and a moan. Noah moaned with him. It always surprised him, just how tight Kurt was, despite him being breached almost daily since the first time he took him.
While Noah was careful to prepare Kurt enough, his movement was hurried and frantic, his neglected erection almost purple in color, and straining for release.
As soon as he thought Kurt ready, hurried on his way by Kurt's increasingly louder moans and whimpers, he took out his fingers, to a protesting groan from Kurt, and laid himself above Kurt. He put his partner's legs around his back and, agonizingly slowly, speared Kurt on his arousal.
They moved as one, towards completion, and when Noah reached climax, as a result of Kurt reaching the same about a minute before, he bit into Kurt's neck, marking him. Something he hadn't done since their first time, but something he just couldn't keep from doing. Amazingly enough, that simple act made Kurt's whole body shiver from a dry orgasm. Something Noah had read about, but had simply thought was an urban legend.
Kurt's pleasure was so great, that he passed out, if only for a few seconds, and when he returned to the living, he was still speared on Noah's lax erection; he had taught his fiancé, and lover, well.
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As they lay in each other's arms afterwards, Kurt trailing patterns down Noah's side with his fingertips, he started talking in a quiet voice, they had gotten used to being quiet during their nightly activities and talks, with Beth in the room and his father able to hear them; should he pass the door to the basement during a trip for a midnight snack or a glass of water.
"I don't think you know what BDSM is… sure there is the whole pain part, but not everyone on that scene uses that part of it… the whole deal about it is, that one part of the couple takes care of the other, that can be shown by showing dominance, or restraining the other, yet still making them have an amazing time, but it can also be shown, by doing what you just did… giving orders, verbal or nonverbal, and the other partner trusting that those orders will lead to pleasure, and not unwanted humiliation or pain… don't worry, we don't have to do anything but what we are doing, but Noah, don't knock it until you have tried it, with the right partner, and doing it right." At Noah's shocked look he gave a quiet giggle.
"No I haven't tried it, you know that I was a virgin before you, but I read up on it, and watched some videos, in preparation for your gift. And while some of it is rather far out of my comfort zone, some of it could maybe… well… if we investigated it first, I might like to try some of it… being at your mercy, while in the bedroom, doesn't sound so bad." Then he gave Noah an impish smile, and a kiss, and snuggled closer into Noah's strong comforting arms.
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The next day they started packing, or rather Noah started to, as Kurt was busy with going through what the different rooms would need, both from their house, but also new furniture and curtains. All with the help form the plans from the 'game' their family had made.
Everything would be sorted into three categories; personal stuff, which would be transported to their new home, things and furniture to incorporate into the design of the new house, and things that would be stored.
He really wanted to throw out some of that stuff, but he knew that some of the things had sentimental value, as he had stored some of his mother's stuff, during the failed try to move together last year, when his father and Carole had wanted to throw it out. They would go through all that stuff together, all of them, when everyone came home, and not throw anything out until then.
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The whole move, after they had finished packing and sorting everything in Kurt's childhood home, was actually fast, primarily because Kurt paid a moving company. In the end Noah convinced Kurt to tip the movers well, as they had had to work with a rather OCD Kurt… everything was to be put RIGHT WHERE HE WANTED IT, and not 10 cm to the side. Noah was just happy they hadn't had to make the move on their own. Kurt's behavior would have led to a lot of arguments, had Noah been forced to move the furniture, again and again and again, it was madness.
Finally the furniture was in their place, with the exception of in the bedrooms, as paint and wallpaper was still being put up there by the overpaid workers. To work in the holiday apparently required a lot of extra money. Not that that was what Kurt was complaining about. No you would think that the workers was both colorblind and had wooden hands, by the way Kurt was going at it. Noah really hoped he would be able to do something, far outside of their home, when they made the move to New York, as he had had more than enough of 'Queen Kurt' with this.
Finally, on New Year's Day, all of the rooms were finished. The only thing that was still missing was the last touch of putting up pictures, and other nick-knacks. Kurt used most of the day on getting everything just right. But at 5pm they drove to Delphos, they had promised Sarah to go into the New Year with her. Something Noah did every year. Sure there was rumors of him having been to this party or another, but the truth of the matter was, that he would never leave his sister, now daughter, on her own on such a night.
Kurt was used to spend the evening at home too, though normally his father's workers and their families would come for some of the night, and last year Mercedes had come after dinner, and they had had an evening of singing and playing board games. But Mercedes wasn't his friend anymore, at least not a good one, even though she apparently thought it would be easy to worm her way back in the warmth. Hell the reason she didn't know of the whole 'living with Puck' thing, was that she hadn't visited. Now that should have given her the signs of her not being his best boo, but she seemed rather unwilling to get the message. Oh well, she would get it sooner or later.
The evening at Ethan's could have become rather strained, due to Ethan's youngest daughter; he had 3 and a son, bringing home a friend. This friend put her eyes at Noah from the beginning, and even though he did his best to make her leave him alone, she kept on sitting herself right next to him, and tried to talk to him all night long. It must have been some kind of miracle, because Kurt didn't notice at all, and unknowingly put an end to it, when he threw himself down on Noah's lap, and proceeded to snog the life out of him, it could also have been his soft purr of "Mine… forever." And Sarah egging her 'papa and daddy' on. None the less, the irritating girl left him alone after that, although she sent them a disgusted look. Another free love hater! But what could you do?
Noah just snorted at her, and snogged Kurt once more. He was in such a good mood, that Noah had to check his drink, just to see if he had accidentally gotten some alcohol, but no he was clean.
Sarah stayed up far too late, like the rest of them, but in the end she was the first one up the next day. Even nana did her absolute best to sleep in.
They stayed for the whole of the first of January, but on just after breakfast, on the second, they got everyone into the car, and drove to 865 Atalan Trl, Lima, Ohio; their new 5 bedroom, 5,5 bathroom house.
Kurt was pretty happy for the whole bathroom thing. A bathroom for each bedroom made the whole getting ready in a hurry, and taking care of a baby while the rest of the house slept, thing easier.
Noah had had a hard time making Kurt limit himself to a house Burt and Carole would be able to take care of on their own, he had wanted a home with a pool, and when he had found the house with a home theatre he was almost ready to sign the lease right there. But in the end they found a house Noah felt Burt and Carole would be happy with, which still had room enough for all 7 of them.
Kurt had protested a little at the missing guest room, but had finally agreed when Noah asked who he wanted as the fictive guest, and if having camping beds in the basement, and by Finn, Burt and Noah's wishes; man cave, wasn't enough.
Nana was rather impressed with the new home, a secret she had been let in on when they started looking, and when Sarah saw her new room, her squeal almost made Kurt, who was standing behind her, deaf. If she had been happy with her room at the old house, she was ecstatic with the new one.
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On the fourth of January Finn, Burt and Carole landed. They had made it so Finn would arrive at about the same time as their parents, making it easier for Kurt to pick all of them up. He had made sure to drive their parents to the airport; the real reason was so he could pick them up and drive them to the new house when they came back. But the reason he gave his father was; letting the car stand parked at the airport parking lot for over a week was both expensive, and made the danger of it getting stolen, pretty big.
As Kurt was driving them home, with Finn talking away about his trip to Texas, Burt got a funny look on his face.
"Kurt, where are we going? We should have gone left here if we were going home." Kurt just smiled a little secretly, and assured his father that he knew where they were going.
"I have a surprise for you, it's an extra wedding present, and I wanted you to see it immediately… I know that you are all tired after your long travel, but I really want to show you as soon as possible. Just hang on, it isn't far of yet."
As they drove to the expensive part of town, not that there wasn't expensive houses in the rest of the town, just that almost all of the houses here was for those with real money, Burt started to get an understanding look on his face, but it was disguised with denial. His son wouldn't do that… he knew how he felt with getting expensive gifts from him.
As they drove into the driveway of their new home, and Burt spied the names; Hummel, Hudson and Puckerman on the mailbox, the denial disappeared. Then he got a resolute face. He would make his son take the money from the sale of his childhood home. At least that way he would feel a little better at accepting this monumental gift.
When his eyes met Kurt's in the mirror, his son just smiled and nodded. Carole sat beside him, with a confused look in her eyes; she had no idea of what was going on. Finn just looked bored. It had nothing to do with him, so why should he be interested, he just wanted to get home, get some of Kurt's delicious food, and get to bed. It had been a long flight.
At the sound of the front door opening, they all turned towards the house, and there, on the porch, stood Sarah and Noah, with Beth on his arm, ready to welcome them home.
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Kurt had at first protested at getting the sale money from his childhood home, wanting his parents to have a saving, but as Burt said, if he was forced to move, he was at least paying for some of it. Kurt took it with a grain of salt; he knew that his father absolutely loved the new house, just like the rest of the family.
Upon the move, they had moved Beth into her own room; she was more than old enough to sleep on her own. They had discussed Sarah changing to a school which was closer to their new home, but upon discovering that her school was on the way to the garage, they decided to let her stay with her friends, she could easily be brought to school by Burt, although they did change babysitter for Beth. It was just too un-logical to let her be babysat, almost on the other side of town.
But even with getting all the logistics in order, they were ready to start their usual routine, with a few changes, at school start, on the 8th of January.
Off course, the first thing Finn did, upon entering the choir room, was to open his big mouth.
"We got a new house, it's so cool, and you just have to come see it."