AU – Set in the GBK verse, it takes up where GBK left off. It's now January of Senior Year.
Rated M only.
Warnings: Boy on boy only, Dominance & Submission, Bondage, Smut, Puppy Dog Kurt, and too much Plot (Smut finishes unpacking and looks around glad to be home again). Don't like don't read, though you should know if you like it by now or not. And reviews are always welcome.
I own nothing, literally.
Good Boy Kurt 2 – Kurt's Trials
Chapter Twenty-Five
Waving goodbye we stand at the door and watch the taillights fade into the darkness. Stepping back into the warmth of the house David closes the door and locks it and then turns to me with a smile, "Finally."
We've spent the entire day with my family, they helped us do the groceries, move boxes, and even clean the house from top to bottom. And that took care of the morning, then they stuck around chatting, playing, the kids dug out David's sketchbooks and made him draw them too. Then it was dinner and we got pizza as I was out voted, no one wanted tofu.
Dad and Finn came up with excuse after excuse to stay and I noticed they stuck with Dave while we were shopping and kept him away from certain supplies, they never noticed Noah wander off and grab lube and condoms, which Carole paid for with a wink to me making me blush at the checkout. When the little kids started yawning Carole had put her foot down and made everyone leave, and it's probably the only reason we're alone now.
Having rough and tumbled and played all day both David and I are sweaty and grubby, hopefully he'll want to shower together and we could play another game, one that isn't about tickling.
Except David tells me to go finish sorting my clothes while he has a quick shower, sulking I quickly lose myself in the arranging and colour coding, David's let me keep some of my hats so their boxes take pride of place and I'm soon humming to myself.
Shower damp arms wrap around me making me jump and give a startled squeak even as a mouth kisses on my neck and I giggle. "Okay babe your turn," he swats me on the ass and I wiggle my ass at him as I obediently go to the bathroom.
To find electric candles and scented candles dotted about. He's run me a bath and its my favourite bath salts, on the side is my favourite body lotion, oh I am one spoilt little puppy dog.
Happily splashing away I soak the day's stresses away, then I rub my lotion in and bounce into the bedroom to find more electric candles scattered about and that there are clothes on the bed laid out for me.
He's picked a pair of dark grey pinstriped pants with a soft grey shirt and matching tie, grey socks and a pair of long black boots I've not worn out yet. Some deodorant and then I dress for him checking myself in the mirrored vanity he's spread out, I have high hopes for this evening.
Feeling like the luckiest boyfriend in the world I strut into the kitchen where he's waiting for me. Two candles is all that illuminates the room and he's dressed nicely too, black pants, white shirt and green tie, oh my. And then hands me a small bouquet of daisies, "Because you should always have flowers," he tells me.
"Thank you," and he's even put the vase on the side for me so I go and arrange my flowers and put them on the table.
Meanwhile he's served up a small dish of ice-cream and we sit at our table in our house for our first official evening living together. Oh this is more than perfect. We're so comfortable we don't even need to talk we just smile at each other and eat our dessert.
Finished he shoves the dishes in the sink and says we'll see to them in the morning, blowing the candles out he takes me by the hand and leads down the hall, I'm expecting the bedroom but he tugs me into the living room. He's moved the sofa to the far side and he switches my nightlight on and then our ipod is plugged into the speakers.
Holding me in his arms he dances us around the room. It must be set on random because one of his heavy metal songs comes on and he convinces me that head banging can be cool, and yes it is kind of fun, then one of my musicals in on and it goes around and around.
A knock at the door interrupts him attempting to shake his hips, he's almost got it and I'm trying to give hints but my mind keeps sliding into the gutter. He goes to answer it as a fast beat pop song comes on and I am bouncing about dancing when Dad and Finn walk past laden with some more food bags.
I am so telling Carole.
Prancing up the hall to the kitchen I help David put the new batch of food away and both Dad and Finn seem to be pleased, I guess they were hoping to stop us getting naked or something.
David is telling Dad about our romantic night and I can see Dad's beaming his approval, even Finn is nodding and looking happier. And that's when Finn's phone rings, he looks at it and goes pale saying "Mom."
Being the 'helpful' brother and son that I am I snatch it out of Finn's hand and answer it, "Oh hello Carole, thank you so much for sending Dad and Finn with the extra food," I hear her indrawn breath, "That's going to come in so handy for us."
"Kurt," she sounds apologetic, "Those two idiots said they were going to go get a DVD to watch, I'll talk to them when they get home," and I'm so glad not to be them, "Say hello to Dave for me,"
I beam at David, "Mama Carole says 'Hi'," I tell him.
Moving over to me David cuddles me and says loudly, "Hey Mrs H."
"Right you send those two home and I'll give them something to occupy them for the weekend," she growls, "You and Dave enjoy your first night together sweetie."
"Okay, and thank you, love you," I press the end call button and hand it back to the guilty pair and tell them, "Carole asked if you could go straight home, she said something about a talk," they wince having been busted and leave. Giggling I close the door on them and in a sing song voice say, "They're in trouble."
"I'm really glad I'm not them. Now where were we?" David asks and we go back to dancing the night away. Two hours later we breathlessly stop to have a quick rest and then David changes it to romantic songs only, I get twirled, dipped, waltz and generally romanced, until in the end all we do is sway against each other.
My arms are wrapped around his neck and my face is resting on his shoulder. His arms are wrapped around my body holding me safe and sound; his face is resting next to mine and slightly on my hair. Sighing in contentment I hum along with the music, and then 'Once upon a December' comes on and he starts to sing the worlds, those deep notes vibrating into me from his chest.
It's only a short song and then Buble comes on with 'Feeling Good', and I get to see David strut his stuff, pose and sing to me. When he grabs my hand and pulls me to him we dance and at the end of the song he lifts me up and then he slides me down his body and my breath catches in my chest.
On impulse I rub my nose along his jaw and he pauses for a second, then he lets me all the way down and those big hands cup my face as he kisses me ever so gently. He places little kisses all over my lips, the end of my nose, my closed eyelids.
Letting me go he turns off the music and unplugs the nightlight, walking past me he glances back and his eyes turn hungry, "Coming?" he asks and damn those jocks with their innuendos.
Strutting after him I watch him plug the nightlight in for me and then he spreads a blanket on the bed. Standing in front of me he kisses me again and then whispers, "Free night," in my ear.
Oh my, he is spoiling me tonight.
Reaching up I tug at his tie, and I'm aiming to just throw it on the ground in an uninhibited sexy way, but I end up folding it and putting it on the side, he's grinning at me, "Kurt you are so fucking sexy the way you do that," he tells me and I preen at his words.
"And to think I'm only just staring hamhock," I sass him lifting an eyebrow at him and slowing taking my own tie off.
"That's what I was hoping for Fancy," he chuckles, opening his arms he says, "I'm all yours, do your worst."
"Not my worst David," I mock chide him, "My best."
Swaying my hips I run my hands up his chest revelling and quaking in the freedom to do whatever I want to do tonight. Tonight he'll let me get away with doing almost anything.
Undoing his shirt buttons I'm torn between jumping him and going slowly. Slow wins out as button after button is flicked open and I bare his chest a little at a time, it's so good I want to savour every moment. My fingers part his shirt and I can see his nipples are already peaked.
Tugging at his shirt I slip behind him and trace my fingers down his back as he shivers and looks at me, I can't resist the kisses I place on his shoulder blades and I take his shirt off completely and simply stare at him. Unbidden I'm touching his arms, let Noah say his 'guns' are amazing they don't compare to David's and I squeeze them gently practically drooling on him.
Folding his shirt I undo mine letting him watch as I shrug it off, even though we've been naked so many times I'm still shy but he has such a look of adoring worship on his face I let my arms fall.
Kneeling at his feet I tackle his socks next, caressing his feet for him, sprawling on the bed I make a show of unzipping my boots and toeing them off before freeing my feet from my socks.
Swallowing I step up to him and tentatively begin to undo his belt, he shivers again a hungry darkness in his eyes, I kiss him gently and then undo his pants, unzipping carefully as his bulge is getting in the way, he groans as I 'accidentally' graze him through his boxers with my hand and now it's my turn to shiver, I've been wanting him for days. His pants fall to the floor and I realise he's not wearing boxers he's wearing those form hugging underpants in the clingy material he normally won't wear.
I can't help myself, one hand gropes his 'junk' the other his perfect ass and I moan pressing myself against his body all but humping his hip, "David, are you trying to kill me?"
Clearly satisfied with my reaction he grunts, "Babe as long as you like it, and fuck Kurt, you're gonna have to stop soon or I'm gonna cum too soon."
Giving us both some space I help him step out of the trousers but I leave him in those skin tight clingy underpants, the sight of the rapidly spreading wet patch makes my knees tremble.
Before me is an unashamed male specimen of perfection and I moan gripping the dresser to keep on my feet I just want to fall to my knees and beg him to master him, but he said it was a free night and there is so much I want to do.
Fumbling with my own pants and boxers I scramble out of them and then I'm back in front of David, going up on tiptoe I kiss him again and then rub my tongue on his lips, they open and I forge inside tenderly twirling our tongues together.
His hands rest on my hips and I restlessly kneed his shoulders, bit by bit the kiss deepens and I'm devouring his mouth, I'm so needy I push him to lay on his back in the middle of the bed, he just smirks at me and spreads his legs.
My brain is rapidly unravelling. I want him inside me so badly, but I could be inside of him tonight instead. What do I do?
I need him too much, decision made I grab the lube and condom for him and I lube his fingers and lay down beside him, "Please David, please stretch me."
"I thought this was free night, don't you wanna do me?" He asks.
"Yes, but I've been needing you too much, I want you inside of me," I tell him and his eyes soften.
"Okay babe," his finger probes me and I groan enjoying him press inside, and then he kisses me coaxing me to kiss him back.
It's no use, as his finger stretches me I'm losing it too much so I give in, "Please master, I forfeit free night," he stops and I sob, "Need you too much, oh prada, please master, just take me, need you, need YOU."
I'm pushed onto my back and he looks at me concerned, "Are you sure Kurt? I wanted you to have a romantic night."
"Yes, please," I go back to begging and I know he hasn't asked me to say it but I use the last of my free night moment to say, "Please David, please master, please I need you so much. I need you inside of me, please I want your cock, please master, please take me, please fill my ass with your cock, please ride me. Please master me. Please make me yours, only yours."
"Kiss me," he commands and I do giving up my control to him, he shift his body and pins my hips to the bed so I can't move and it's everything I need right now.
When the second finger eases inside something snaps and I let all my frustrations out, its not until he curses and grabs my hands forcing them to the bed that I realise I've scratched him, and with his hands busy he can't keep stretching me.
"Don't stop, oh master don't stop," I writhe uselessly under him.
Pulling my wrists above my head he holds them in one hand then he plunges both fingers in and I cry out in pleasure, his kiss becomes hard and demanding, he conquers me and I love it.
The third finger is rough and he scissors me ruthlessly, using his leg to hold the lower half of me in place. I can only twist beneath him and struggle to stay sane.
At last his fingers leave me and he drags his underwear off and grabs the condom and lube, impatiently I wait for him and then latches onto my legs opening them further and pulling me towards him as I whimper brokenly.
Finally I get my wish and he pushes himself into me filling me up and I howl in joy, he hooks my legs up onto his shoulders and then takes me at my word and proceeds to hammer into my body, the bastard leaves the thrusts shallow and deliberately misses my prostrate and it's still more than enough that all too soon I'm climaxing only to discover he's put his hand around my erection so I scream and bitch at him.
When I've calmed down from the immediate danger he moves my legs so he lay down on me, tilting my hips and this time brushing my prostrate. He goes slower and my hands hang on to his shoulders, I think I'm scratching him again but I'm too far gone and then my mouth latches onto the side of his neck and I suck on it using my teeth a little.
Rocking into my body he speeds up and I've missed this so much, the shocks that shoot through my body as he catches that place, his weight on me, his breathy moans, being controlled by him, "Yes, yes, oh David, master, yes," I urge him on, "So close, please, please master."
His thrusts become frantic I think I'm not the only one who needed this too much and then he's yelling my name and I can burst apart as my body gets the release I've been needing for weeks.
We collapse onto the bed and I float in blissful post orgasmic joy.
"Oh fuck babe," he grunts into my ear, "Where the hell did that come from?" He's smiling into my neck so he's not angry.
"I've been needing you for a while," I tell him grinning to myself, it was a good first evening together.
"Jesus, give me a few minutes and I'll move, I'm not sure I can feel my legs just yet," he comments.
"Stay," I ask him, "Stay here with me forever," I kiss his shoulder cuddling him and then I tell him "I love you so much David."
"Love you too Kurt," he tells me and with a smile I fall fast asleep.
A/N Sorry for any mistakes I've tried to catch them all but I'm only human.
It was going to be a romantic love making scene but (author throws hands up) I completely blame Kurt for this. :)