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Chapter 24

Sam and Blaine's wedding day

The morning of the wedding arrived and Kurt convinced Puck to get out of the hotel bed by privileging him with a morning blow-job. He then proceeded to the bathroom to brush his teeth and work through his daily moisturising routine. Once he had finished, he left Puck to amble about the room getting ready and headed down the hallway to Santana and Brittany's room to ensure the two girls were awake.

"Argh!" Kurt screamed when Santana opened the door to him.

"Oh bite me," Santana retorted, clearly insulted by his reaction.

"Lopez, you look awful," Kurt commented eyeing her critically.

"Not everyone can wake up looking as naturally beautiful and gay as you," Santana teased pinching his cheek. "And don't worry, Britts and I are gonna look sexy and awesome in time for the wedding."

"Just hurry up and look fabulous," Kurt told her before heading back to his own hotel room. He felt no need to stop by Quinn and Jesse's room, trusting them to wake up and get ready without supervision. "Noah, your pants are inside out," Kurt informed him giving his boyfriend a once over before getting changed into his outfit for the wedding.

"Damn," Puck muttered before stripping the pants back off and pulling them on the correct way. As he slipped on his purple shirt (Kurt insisted it was lavender but Puck opted to think of it as purple) he watched Kurt strip down to get dressed. "Going commando?" Puck asked with a quirked eyebrow as Kurt pulled his pants on over his bare buttocks. "That's hot. And mean," he added as an afterthought. "Now I'm just gonna be horny all day thinking perverted thoughts about your nude ass underneath."

"You always think perverted thoughts," Kurt replied stepping up to Puck and kissing his mouth, feeling his boyfriend's stubble scratching at his skin. "You need to shave."

"Why? The stubble makes me look like a badass," Puck said.

"I don't disagree," Kurt smiled cupping one of Puck's bum cheeks and giving a generous squeeze. "But we're going to a wedding. You should shave. It's what men do. Even my dad shaved for his wedding day."

"And what do I get for shaving?" Puck asked suggestively.

"Anything you want," Kurt practically purred moving his hand from Puck's ass to cup his groin. "However, if you don't shave," he continued speaking the words into Puck's ear. "You get nothing."

Puck made to kiss the slender male but Kurt pulled away and lifted an eyebrow at him, clearly awaiting some kind of answer.

"Fine, I'll shave," Puck conceded. "Then as soon as the wedding reception is over we're coming back here for one hell of a kinky night."

"I look forward to it," Kurt said moving in for a series of quick kisses. He raised one hand up to Puck's face and danced his fingers across Puck's stubble before directing him to the bathroom to shave it off.

Several minutes later, both men were appropriately dressed in the outfits Kurt had selected for them. While Puck wore black pants and jacket with a lavender shirt, Kurt wore sky blue pants and jacket with a lavender shirt, a look that only he seemed capable of pulling off. Puck also wore a necktie that was hanging loose around his neck while Kurt was sporting a bowtie. The fashionista had also insisted on them both wearing a rainbow coloured bracelet on their wrist. Kurt claimed the jewellery pieces were necessary to show off to everyone at the wedding that they were fully supportive of gay marriage. Puck argued that they could just make out and dry-hump one another to send out the same message but Kurt had not been impressed.

"You look good," Kurt praised fixing Puck's tie properly.

"Not as good as you," Puck replied, his hands playing at Kurt's waist, his mind thinking of Kurt's cock and pert ass hiding under the material of his trousers.

"Well I'm a hard act to beat," Kurt shrugged kissing his boyfriend before leading him out of the hotel room.

They met with Santana and Brittany. The blonde had opted to wear a rainbow coloured dress while Santana's outfit wouldn't look out of place at a porn convention. The gay and lesbian couple proceeded down the hallway of the hotel to join Jesse and Quinn, both of them dressed to the nines and looking stunning.

"So, Finn and Rachel are staying at a motel a couple of blocks away and I've arranged for us to meet them there," Quinn said. "Then we can all walk to the wedding service together."

"Walking?" Santana complained.

"It's just a ten minute walk," Quinn pointed out.

"Whatever happened to a good old fashioned taxi cab?" Santana asked.

"Here, I'll carry you," Puck offered making a move to haul her over his shoulder but she whacked him with her purse.

"Forget it, I'll walk," Santana huffed.

Together, the group of six made their way to the motel Finn and Rachel were staying at. Upon arrival, Puck and Rachel instantly ran into one another's arms, the city boy swinging the small town girl around. Finn and Kurt embraced and hellos were exchanged all round, the atmosphere becoming a little tense when Finn was reintroduced to Jesse.

"I still don't like him either, bro," Puck told Finn clapping a hand on the taller male's back as they all made their way to the wedding. "Have you heard if anyone else might be coming?" he asked and Finn knew the other man was referring to past Glee Club members.

"Will's gonna be there," Finn said. "He's even bringing a date. Rachel set him up with one of her old waitress friends."

"So, Berry, what's it like dating a guy who is best friends with our old teacher?" Santana asked. "Has old man Schuester tried to give you an inspirational pep-talk yet or is he still dedicating his life to trying to get into Hudson's sweaty pants?"

"They're just friends," Rachel said with a roll of her eyes. "And Finn's an adult now, there's nothing weird or wrong about their friendship. And Mr. Schue isn't that old," she reasoned.

"You still call him Mr. Schue?" Santana asked in surprise.

"He keeps saying I should call him Will," Rachel shrugged. "But it feels too strange to me."

"Admit it, you think he's a paedophile too," Santana responded. "You'd better make sure he doesn't catch that bouquet, because if he does I bet my boob job that he proposes to Finn."

"Will isn't a paedophile, Santana, knock it off," Finn told her.

"Ok, ok, maybe not," Santana admitted. "But he totally has a thing for his precious Finn Hudson."

"In my opinion," Jesse spoke up. "If William Schuester were a paedophile then I believe he would have targeted Kurt."

"Yuck," Kurt commented. "I know I'm going to regret asking, but nevertheless I'm going to ask anyway, why me?"

"Because," Jesse answered looking his co-star up and down with a smile. "You have that beautiful innocent look. Your face and body just scream 'corrupt me'."

"Already taken care of," Puck smirked swatting Kurt's ass.

"So other than Mr. Schue is anyone else from Glee going?" Brittany asked changing the conversation back to who may be at the wedding.

"Well we know Mike isn't going to be there," Kurt said. After choreographing the numbers for the musical and watching the opening night, Mike had begun choreographing, training and rehearsing for a new project and was now touring across Europe as part of an elite dance company.

"Artie's going to be there," Quinn confirmed. "He made a point of rescheduling a few things just so he could be sure he could make it. I don't know about anybody else."

"Who else is actually left?" Jesse asked.

"Just Tina and Mercedes," Kurt answered. "Do you think they'll be there?" he asked looking round at the others.

"Tina and Sam were never really close," Finn said with a shrug. "And he and Mercedes used to date, maybe she'd find it weird going to an ex-boyfriend's wedding."

"Sam and I used to date," Quinn reminded him. "And I'm really excited to be at his wedding. I'm sure Mercedes would feel the same way. But she does have kids now and a husband of her own. Maybe she doesn't have time to come out to Kentucky for a wedding."

"Well I hope she comes, Tina too, and Mike. Maybe he managed to invent a time-machine or teleporter." Brittany said. "It'll be nice for everybody to be together again."

XXX

The group arrived at the location of the wedding and a blonde-haired teenager greeted them at the entrance and directed them where to sit.

"Was that Trouty Mouth's little brother?" Santana asked as they took their seats.

"Yeah, that was Stevie," Quinn answered as she was the most familiar with Sam's siblings.

"Who do you think these people are?" Finn asked in a whisper looking around at the other guests.

"Family and friends," Rachel answered. "People he met in college," she suggested. "Fellow models maybe. A lot of people in here definitely look like models. Oh, he's cute," she said looking to a tall dark-haired handsome man standing at the altar beside Blaine. "He must be the best man."

"That must be his older brother," Kurt said. "I just can't remember his name. C, I think it begins with C."

"It's Cooper," Quinn supplied.

"I don't think I see Blaine's parents anywhere," Brittany said. "I can see Sam's dad but I don't see anyone who looks like they're related to Blaine."

"His parents are probably seated on the front row," Santana commented with a shrug.

"Everybody on Blaine's side look way too young to be his parents," Finn observed.

"His mum died a few years back," Quinn said quietly and as she said it Kurt remembered Sam telling him that.

"And his dad isn't really accepting of Blaine's sexuality," Kurt recalled.

"So his only family here is his older brother?" Rachel asked.

"If that is his older brother standing next to him then, yes, I think so," Kurt answered.

"That's so sad," Rachel whispered.

Quietly, Kurt agreed. He then looked to where his boyfriend was sitting beside him and squeezed his hand gently. If he and Puck were to ever get married, Puck would no doubt find himself without family on his big day.

"Hey guys," a cheery voice greeted and Kurt turned to see Will Schuester wearing the suit he had seemed to favour for all their Glee competitions.

"Will, glad you could make it," Finn greeted standing up to shake his friends hand and nudging Rachel to move along with him so Will and his date could sit with them.

Quinn reintroduced Jesse to Will and Will introduced his date, Laura, to them all.

"Does it look like Schue's hitting on Quinn?" Puck asked Kurt in a whisper.

"Only when he's not checking out Finn," Santana whispered from where she sat in the row directly behind them. "It is nauseating."

"I thought you said you were going to be a good lesbian for the duration of the wedding service," Kurt said to her tilting his head to the side as he turned in his seat to look at her.

"Hello, the wedding service hasn't started yet," Santana pointed out. "Little Trouty Mouth Bride-to-Be has to make his grand entrance down the aisle before I start to behave." She searched through her purse and pulled out a compact mirror to admire her reflection and ruffle up her hair a little. "Is this thing gonna start soon, 'cause I'm starting to get bored," Santana complained as she wordlessly passed the compact mirror to Brittany who smiled at her reflected image before handing it to Quinn.

"We got here early and guests are still arriving," Quinn told her. "Besides, the bride is always late, its tradition. There is no reason for a wedding to start early or on time simply because the bride is a man." She touched up on her lip-gloss then handed the compact mirror to Jesse so he could check his hair.

"Perfect," Jesse commented as he looked at his reflection before passing the mirror back along to Santana who snapped it away in her purse.

"Yo, got room for two more?" A voice asked and the group turned to see Artie and Belle.

Greetings were made and the two joined them. Friendly conversation passed between the group and Kurt couldn't help but gush about how gorgeous Belle's dress looked.

Finally, the service began and the guests stood to their feet and looked to the entrance doors. A young blonde girl made her way down the aisle, scattering flower petals on the ground as she did so. It was Sam's sister, Stacey. Behind her followed a pretty red-haired woman. Noticing the way the redhead smiled at Blaine when she reached the altar, Kurt guessed that she might be his best friend. Stevie then made his way down at a much speedier pace than the two girls. He was the ring bearer.

Then the guests got their first glimpse of Sam. The man was dressed in a tailor made white suit and Kurt couldn't remember a time when he had looked so handsome.

"He looks so beautiful," Kurt smiled stroking the back of Puck's hand with his thumb.

"He's like an angel," Brittany said, her eyes sparkling in awe and her hands held over her heart.

Arm in arm with his mother, Sam proceeded down the walkway, a beaming smile on his face and his eyes solely for Blaine waiting down the other end for him.

"Oh damn," Santana said under her breath and Kurt quietly handed her a tissue, silently amused that Santana was sobbing before Sam had even finished walking down the aisle.

Everybody returned to their seats as Sam joined Blaine, the two men smiling beautifully at one another as they joined hands.

Kurt sat up straight, drinking in every detail of the ceremony. Puck tried to pay attention but found himself tuning things out in favour of fantasizing about things he could do to Kurt in their hotel room later. He did however refocus his attention for the moment when Sam and Blaine were permitted to kiss as a married couple.

Applause rang out, along with a chorus of cheers and friendly catcalls. A few inappropriate sexual comments were also supplied by Puck and Santana.

Hand in hand, Sam and Blaine made their way outside. The guests followed after them, throwing sparkles and confetti over the new couple. There was at least half an hour dedicated to taking numerous photos, Sam insisting that the former members of the New Directions pose for a few shots.

"Congratulations, boys," Quinn told them hugging Sam tight and laughing with him as she kissed his cheek. "Make sure to aim the bouquet my way," she whispered to him. "I cannot lose to Santana."

"I'll see what I can do," Sam replied.

XXX

The reception party began with a sit-down dinner that was followed by speeches from Sam's parents and Blaine's best man, Cooper. Polite applause followed each speech and everybody toasted to the newly weds. Then it was time for Sam and Blaine to take to the dance floor.

"I bet ten dollars that they dance to a Disney song," Santana wagered but nobody took her up on the bet. However, she was proved correct when the two husbands slow-danced to Beauty and the Beast's 'Tale as Old as Time'.

"They're so gorgeous," Brittany gushed as she snapped photos of them on her camera.

The second song of the night began to play, an old up-tempo Katy Perry number, and people joined Sam and Blaine on the dance floor. Santana led Brittany, Quinn, Rachel and Belle onto the floor and the women danced together as a group. Artie and Puck made their way to the free bar while Finn struck up a conversation with Will and his date. That left Kurt in the company of Jesse.

"I think this has been a lovely wedding," Kurt said. "Simple and understated."

"It has its own charm," Jesse conceded. "But such a wedding would not do for me. I'd need something far more dramatic."

"Do tell," Kurt replied sounding amused.

"A diamond chandelier or two," Jesse answered. "A horse-drawn carriage. A castle surrounded by a moat. Maybe a Broadway stage to stand on for the actual ceremony. Cage dancers."

"Cage dancers?" Kurt sneered. "That's so tacky."

"So what would you have for your wedding?" Jesse asked.

"I don't know," Kurt answered. "Weddings aren't really something I think about too much."

"Liar," Jesse laughed. "You've probably had your wedding planned since you were two years old."

"I have not," Kurt replied. "I didn't design outfits and colour schemes for my own wedding until I was five. And my plans and ideas have changed a lot over the years. In fact, I planned my first wedding to be between myself and Judy Garland."

"You'd make a delightful couple," Jesse told him. "But your sex life would be tragic."

"I planned my second wedding for myself and Spiderman," Kurt revealed and Jesse's lips twitched in amusement but he managed to refrain from laughing.

"Well, you won't be marrying Judy or Spiderman," Jesse pointed out. "One would assume you're going to marry Puck one day. So, enlighten me, how would that wedding day go?"

"If it ever happens I'll be sure to invite you so you can see for yourself," Kurt responded. "Now, if you'll excuse me," Kurt moved away to join the women on the dance floor.

He stayed on the dance floor for a number of songs, stealing a dance from Sam and one from Blaine before he headed to the bar for a drink. He joined Puck and Artie and chatted amicably with them for a while before coaxing Puck to join him on the dance floor.

Throughout the night, Kurt thoroughly enjoyed himself by dancing with his boyfriend and his friends. He also found himself being nominated to escort the women to the bathroom and help them do their business after they'd consumed too much alcohol to use the toilets without supervision. Taking Belle had been easy enough, albeit slightly awkward as he didn't know her that well. Brittany had proven to be quite a challenge as she insisted on stripping for him, meaning that he had to redress her several times before guiding her back to the dance floor. Every time he escorted Santana to the toilet she ended up crying on him for five to ten minutes, sobbing about events that had happened as early as Kindergarten. Then a happily intoxicated Rachel tried to make-out with him. He ended up hauling her over his shoulder and carrying her back out and gently depositing her in Finn's lap so she could make-out with him instead. Then he took Quinn to the toilet and found out first hand what it was like to wipe a T.V stars backside after they'd done a number two.

"Ok," Kurt announced finding Puck, Artie and Jesse seated together at a table. "Next time one of the ladies needs to go to the bathroom, I am NOT helping."

He then found himself being caught round the middle and spun around. He squealed in a most undignified manner before being set back on his feet and discovering it was Sam who had attacked him.

"I'm married," Sam told Kurt in a giddy voice as he hugged him from behind. "Can you believe it, Kurt? I'm married, me."

"Yes, I know, I was at the wedding remember," Kurt pointed out as Sam gently swayed him from side to side. "How many drinks have you had?"

"Only a few," Sam laughed. "I'm not drunk, Kurt, I'm just excited," he pressed a firm kiss to Kurt's cheek before ruffling his hair and making him shriek.

Blaine joined them, practically bouncing on the balls of his feet with a childlike exuberance.

"Hello, Mr. Evans-Anderson," Blaine greeted. "Did I mention that you look gorgeous?"

"You did," Sam answered. "And you look gorgeous too, Mr. Evans-Anderson."

The two newly weds clung to one another, smiling widely as they kissed each other.

"I love you, Mr. Evans-Anderson," Sam said as he ran a hand through Blaine's curls.

"I love you too, Mr. Evans-Anderson," Blaine returned dragging his hands down Sam's strong chest and moving in for another kiss.

"Your behaviour is as annoying as it is adorable," Kurt commented.

"I don't care how dorky we look," Sam laughed. "I'm just so happy that I convinced this guy to marry me."

"They might actually fornicate right here in front of us," Kurt said cocking his head to the side as Sam and Blaine gave one another a tongue bath.

"I wouldn't mind watching," Puck shrugged setting his hands on Kurt's hips and pulling him against him.

"You really are the most perverted human being I have ever met," Kurt told him.

"Aww, thanks, babe," Puck grinned kissing the side of Kurt's neck. "Come on, let's dance," Puck said leading Kurt onto the floor so they could grind against one another. "Damn, babe, you are driving me crazy," Puck whispered into Kurt's ear as he gripped his ass, all too aware of the lack of underwear beneath the trousers. "Any chance we can head back to the hotel?"

"This is my first gay wedding, Noah, I am not leaving early," Kurt responded.

"A quickie in the bathroom then?" Puck asked attempting to compromise.

"These days I require a more sophisticated location for any kind of dirty shenanigans," Kurt replied.

"So the coat room at the front of the building?" Puck asked slipping a hand under the waistband of Kurt's trousers and fingering his butt-crack.

"Fuck, Noah," Kurt swore forcing Puck's hand away and darting his eyes about to check if anybody had noticed. "Mmm," he whimpered as Puck continued to kiss and touch him, deliberately turning him on. "Come on," Kurt said taking his boyfriend's hand and hurrying him along to the coat room. "If we get caught in here I will absolutely die and then come back to murder you."

"Relax," Puck told him shutting the coat room door and unbuckling his belt. "We'll be quick and we'll be quiet and nobody will ever know."

"Santana will know," Kurt said as he pushed his trousers down to his ankles. "She has a sixth sense about these things. I honestly have no idea how she always knows but she just does."

"Babe, could you shut up about Santana?" Puck asked.

"Sorry," Kurt apologised. "Do you have lube?"

"It's a wedding, why would I have lube?" Puck huffed.

"Why wouldn't you have lube?" Kurt quizzed. "It's a wedding. Everybody hooks up at weddings. Never mind, do you at least have a condom?"

"Damn it," Puck groaned and Kurt rolled his eyes.

"Fine, hand-jobs only," Kurt stated. "You'll just have to wait until we're back at the hotel before you can fuck me properly. I do believe you promised me a kinky night."

"Mmm, and you're gonna get it, you dirty little bitch," Puck told him.

"Don't talk, Noah, just help me get off," Kurt requested.

Smashing their mouths together, Puck took Kurt in hand and got to work on a rhythm that would help Kurt reach climax. In turn, Kurt coiled his fingers around Puck's girth and alternated between fast and teasingly slow strokes.

Once they were done, they pulled their pants back up and headed back to the reception party just in time to hear best man Cooper announce the traditional throwing of the bouquet.

In the blink of an eye, the women rushed to the designated area in hopes of catching the flowers, Santana leading the charge with Quinn right behind her.

"Why don't you go in for it?" Puck asked Kurt.

"I think I'll just sit with Finn," Kurt replied quickly moving to sit with his step-brother.

"Ok," Sam said taking the bouquet from Cooper. "Good luck ladies." He turned his back to the cluster of women and threw the bouquet up high over his shoulder.

"It's mine, it's mine, it's mine!" Santana yelled out. Both she and Quinn completely missed the flowers and ended up on the floor in a tangled knot of limbs. They shrieked and swore at one another as they rolled around on the floor pulling at one another's hair and scratching and biting.

Eyes on the bouquet, Puck darted forwards, using his old football skills to shove unsuspecting women out of the way and catch the flowers as if it were a football. He roared in triumph and ran around the dance floor before skidding to a stop in front of Kurt.

"Look what I got," Puck grinned showing off the bouquet.

"Run, dude," Finn advised.

"Huh?" Puck grunted in confusion and the two step-brothers just pointed past him. Looking round, Puck saw an angry Santana and Quinn rushing towards him. "Oh shit," Puck swore thrusting the bouquet into Kurt's arms and then sprinting away to hide behind Rachel.

"Kurt," Santana growled stopping before him. "Give your Auntie Tana the freaking bouquet."

"Don't listen to her, Kurt, she's evil," Quinn snarled. "Give me the bouquet."

"Here," Kurt said passing the flowers to Finn. "Good luck," he patted him on the shoulder before darting away to join Puck and Rachel.

"Ouch," Rachel commented and Kurt and Puck turned to watch Quinn and Santana tackling Finn to the floor and practically having a catfight on top of him as they fought for the bouquet.

"Should we intervene?" Kurt asked.

"No way in hell am I getting in the middle of that," Puck spluttered so they simply watched the two women fighting over the flowers until the bouquet was completely ruined. Ultimately, it was Sam, Cooper, Jesse and another guest who separated them and helped Finn back to his feet.

"Well that made for entertaining viewing," Kurt commented.

"Noah, come and dance with me," Rachel requested and the former roommates stumbled onto the dance floor.

Kurt shared a dance with Brittany before sitting down with Jesse and Quinn, the blonde woman complaining to her boyfriend about the bouquet debacle.

"That bouquet should have been mine," Quinn grumbled and Jesse looked at her in adoration over her dramatic behaviour.

"At least Santana didn't get it," Jesse told her. "Puck caught it."

"That's even worse," Quinn complained. "No offence," she added to Kurt.

"None taken," Kurt replied. "Although it was quite an impressive catch." Kurt smiled, Jesse sniggered and Quinn glared.

XXX

The final dance of the night was a slow one and everybody coupled up to take to the floor.

Sam and Blaine couldn't keep their hands off of one another as they gazed into each other's eyes.

"Thank you for marrying me, Mr. Evans-Anderson," Sam said.

"Pleasure's all mine, Mr. Evans-Anderson," Blaine replied.

Jesse was twirling Quinn about the dance floor. While most other couples were simply swaying on the spot, Jesse led Quinn through a ballroom-type routine.

"You know," Quinn said. "I don't think I saw you dance with Rachel once."

"She has her own boyfriend to dance with," Jesse pointed out. "But I had a delightful conversation with her when Kurt escorted you to the little ladies room."

"You did?" Quinn asked.

"Indeed," Jesse answered. "She really has changed considerably. I must admit that it saddens me. From the day I met her I thought it would be inevitable that we would perform on Broadway together. She truly seemed destined for it. However, after seeing her here tonight I can tell that she's happy. And when it comes down to it that's what's important right?"

"Yeah," Quinn nodded looking over to where Rachel was dancing with Finn. "She is happy isn't she? That's what matters."

Rachel laughed joyously in Finn's arms as he lifted her in the air and spun her around.

Santana and Brittany swayed together gently before finding themselves a seat and kissing one another hungrily, Santana perched on Brittany's lap.

Artie and Belle danced together, Belle telling Artie that they really needed to get their own weddings plans moving along so they could have their special day.

"You know, technically I did catch the bouquet," Puck pointed out as he slow-danced with Kurt.

"I know, I saw," Kurt smiled.

"So doesn't that mean I have to be the next one to get married?" Puck asked.

"That is the traditional belief, yes," Kurt nodded.

"Then you'd better start thinking of some kick ass way to propose to me," Puck smirked.

To Be Continued

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