A/N: Honestly, this isn't a warning at all. It's a notice that this is pretty much just porn with a side of smut and a half-order of stubborn boyfriend. The least plot worthy thing I've ever written I guess. I wonder about my brain sometimes, to be honest. Like where does this come from? Why do I put Kurt Hummel into these slutty situations with seemingly no remorse at all? Who even am I?

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Kurt shut the motel room door and turned around to lean against it.

"So you need to get laid, huh?" Sebastian leered and stood, watching Kurt, shrugging the opened shirt off and dropping it on the floor.

Kurt's breath whooshed out of him at the casual way Sebastian did it, as if the shirt was simply in his way, was between him and his goal of getting Kurt naked and on the floor, or in the bed. Because Sebastian truly didn't fucking care where they were, as long as they were alone.

Kurt watched as Sebastian's hands moved to his uniform pants, slowly unzipping them without looking down to watch his hands. Like he was putting a show on for Kurt, unwrapping a gift for him, and all Kurt could do was stand there like an idiot and watch. Kurt relaxed against the door and just stared, because the sight of Sebastian undressing for him was incredibly sexy.

Sebastian often said Kurt's skin was perfect, but Kurt felt he was discounting the utter flawlessness of his own. The freckles were unbelievably distracting, adorable even, and they tasted delicious, something Kurt knew from experience.

When the pants dropped to the floor and were kicked off to the side, Sebastian grinned at him.

Kurt slid a glance up and down him, taking in the slender but muscled legs in front of him. He was wearing tight white briefs, and the contrast of brightness against his slight tan distracted Kurt. Sebastian was very hard already, and the sight of the bulge was enough to stir the same response in Kurt, though his cock had already begun to respond to just watching Sebastian.

Kurt let his eyes feast on Sebastian, and the boy smirked at him, as if he knew exactly what Kurt was thinking. He must have taken off his tie in the bathroom, because Kurt just noticed he wasn't wearing it. The blazer he must have left in the car, because he hadn't been wearing that when he walked in.

Sebastian kept walking until he'd pinned Kurt against the door again, his hips pressed close, his forearms braced against the door on either side of Kurt's head, and his mouth lowered to whisper in Kurt's ear.

"See something you want, Hummel?"

Kurt slid his hands up Sebastian's sides, and he glanced to the side to see his face, feeling strangely shy.

"As a matter of fact, yes. I do."

"Then why are you still dressed?" Sebastian licked his ear slowly and then sucked on the lobe. "You need to be naked. Now."

"I can't get undressed with you pinning me against the door," Kurt giggled.

"My mistake," Sebastian replied, but his mouth moved immediately to Kurt's throat, tracing it lightly, the pressure almost too light to feel, but just enough to elicit a flare of awareness in Kurt's skin.

"You're not moving," Kurt breathed.

"I know," Sebastian agreed, and his tongue slid across Kurt's neck.

"Sebastian," Kurt whispered, "how can you break me if you won't let me get undressed?"

Sebastian groaned, "That's fucking unfair."

Kurt pushed him away slightly, and began taking off his shirt, pulling away from the door so he could pull it over his head. He thought about folding it and putting it on the chair, but the look on Sebastian's face stopped him. Getting naked was much more important than worrying about the condition of his clothes, and that was the clear message in Sebastian's eyes. So he dropped the shirt where he stood, and he watched Sebastian grin at him in response.

"I have a strange urge to do a striptease while singing For Your Entertainment," Kurt mused.

Sebastian snorted, "I have a feeling that's not unusual for you."

"Possibly," Kurt plastered what he was sure was an unabashed and ridiculous look on his face, and shimmied a little while he unbuttoned his jeans, "Bet you thought that I was awful sweet, you thought an angel swept you off your feet, well I'm about to turn up the heat," he sang softly.

Sebastian threw his head back and laughed, "God you're so fucking fun. I swear."

"I do try. That's the point of the song, right? I'm here for your entertainment," Kurt replied as he continued to dance within the confines of the square footage of distance Sebastian was allowing between them.

"So let me entertain you till you screeeeeeeam," Kurt sang in an admittedly not so good impression of Adam Lambert.

"I think that was my line."

"Nope, yours is 'give it to you till you're screaming my name," Kurt winked.

"Nope. I don't want you screaming, remember?"

"Oh, that's right. I believe sobbing was your choice. Sobbing and begging," Kurt wiggled out of his jeans as he shimmied, and then he let them drop to the floor.

"Well, I'm sorry, baby. I don't do sobbing and begging," Kurt continued.

"We'll see. That eyebrow arch and snotty tone was kind of hot."

"That's because you're perverted, so in one way or another, everything is hot to you," Kurt wrapped his arms around Sebastian's waist when he finished undressing down to his underwear.

"Yes, I am. It's a talent."

"I'm sorry we got interrupted," Kurt leaned up slightly to kiss him.

"I'm only sorry the moment's passed."

"Which moment passed?" Kurt asked, tilting his head slightly.

"The Kurt's going to let me fuck him senseless moment. Now we're back to the cute, sexy shit. Which is fantastic, baby. No complaints there. But I was kind of hoping for the slam you against the door stuff that I almost had you talked into letting me do."

"Are you saying that your hesitation over hurting me was a manipulation tactic to get me to agree to letting you have your wicked way with me?" Kurt pressed a hand over his chest, feigning scandal.

Sebastian bent his head, shaking it in disbelief. "I'm just going to go ahead and say yes, that way we can just skip the arguing and go straight to the fucking."

Kurt giggled. "Woo! Empty win!" He pumped his fist in victory.

"Shut up," Sebastian smirked. "Now get with the program here."

"What's the program?"

Sebastian spun him around and pushed him against the door. "This is the program."

Sebastian grabbed him around the waist, and pulled him flush against his body, so that his cock was pressed against Kurt's ass. The other hand slid up Kurt's arm, and he flattened his slightly shaking hand against the door. "That hand stays right there," he whispered and kissed him on the shoulder.

Kurt shuddered, the friction of Sebastian's hands and mouth sending jolts of pleasure through him.

"Now, this one," Sebastian whispered and slid the other hand down Kurt's arm to grab his wrist. He pulled the hand up to his lips and kissed the inside of Kurt's wrist. "Goes here." He pressed Kurt's hand against the door, further down. "For balance."

"Oh dear god, what do I need balance for?" Kurt whimpered.

"You'll see."

"You'll see a problem if you do something that makes me lose control of my legs. You'll wish you hadn't thought of this," Kurt muttered.

"Aaand Bitchy's back. I have to say, I've missed that about you."

"Fuck off, Bastard," Kurt turned his head to the side and grinned back at him.

"Not exactly what I had in mind. Fucking in, definitely. Fucking off, not so much."

Kurt leaned his head back and laughed, "Get on with it then."

"Plan to. Now shut up."

Sebastian slid his fingers into the waistband of Kurt's briefs and pulled them down, his lips trailing down the length of one leg, eliciting a moan from somewhere deep inside Kurt. Kurt looked down and watched him lift one of Kurt's legs and throw the briefs off to the side.

Sebastian stood again, and he pressed one foot along the edge of Kurt's and nudged his legs open. "Spread them."

Kurt complied, and Sebastian growled with approval. "About time you start listening to me."

"You can't help yourself, can you?"

"Not really. I try to fight the urge, but it just never works," Sebastian's voice was filled with amusement behind him.

"Bullshit."

Sebastian leaned forward and kissed the side of his throat. "You bring out the bad in me. I thought we established this."

"Hey," Kurt turned his head and smiled when Sebastian raised his head.

"Yeah?" Sebastian smirked.

"I love you," Kurt said softly.

"I love you, too, baby," Sebastian kissed him deeply, pulling Kurt's face slightly closer to him.

"Okay, now that we've established that. Fuck me. You're taking too long," Kurt winked and resumed his position against the door. "My arms are going to get tired soon."

Sebastian snorted, "So close. I get so close to getting you under my thumb, and then boom. Bitchy takes over again."

Kurt nodded, "Yeah, yeah. You love Bitchy. Where's the Caveman from earlier?"

"I'm working on it. Can you shut up for just a few minutes? Seriously," Sebastian sighed.

"Not really. I try to fight the urge, but it just never works," Kurt mimicked his earlier words.

"Okay, listen up so you will stop rushing me here," Sebastian leaned forward and lowered his lips to Kurt's ear. "I'm planning to play for a while, so I need you to calm the fuck down. I want you unbelievably open when I fuck you, so I'm going to finger you until you are a sobbing, crying, begging mess, and I want you stretched so wide open that you're moaning from the pressure that's going to be just this side of too much for you to handle. Now, I'm going to walk over there and get the lube from the table. And if you don't shut up for a while, I'm going to put the condom package in your mouth and make you hold it there until I'm done with your ass. Got it?"

Kurt moaned softly, "Got it. Shutting up now."

"About fucking time, I swear," Sebastian walked away, and Kurt's body shivered from the sudden loss of heat behind him. "And if I hear anything but sobbing, moaning or begging come out of that god-damned fuckable mouth of yours, I'm not rimming you while I'm down there."

Kurt moaned again, since that was an approved response, and he shifted his legs so that they were spread open even more than Sebastian had left them.

Kurt stared at the door, trying to figure out how close Sebastian was getting to him when he finally heard the soft padding of his feet on the carpet. He wasn't sure if looking back would get him in trouble, but he wasn't taking any chances. He liked getting rimmed too much.

The return of Sebastian's body heat was almost a shock for him, and his hands were just there again, roaming all over Kurt's back, sliding up and down and rubbing soft circles. Kurt began to tremble, and if Sebastian kept this up, he most certainly wouldn't have control of his body by the time Sebastian's fingers got done with him.

"Oh," Kurt breathed.

"Good, oh is an acceptable response," Sebastian cooed behind him.

Kurt bit his lip to stop himself from talking back, grinning at his ability to control his mouth. He could do it, he thought with a smirk. He could think the smart-assed comments even if he couldn't say them. Granted, it wasn't as satisfying, but a finger fucking and a rim job were on the line here, so he could restrain himself.

Kurt felt the soft brushing of lips against his ass, and he nearly fell forward against the door. He heard Sebastian chuckle, and he rolled his eyes at his irritating but sexy boyfriend. Well, in the direction of the door really, but the rolled eyes were definitely for the sexy boyfriend.

"You like that, huh?"

If you mean, do I like when you kiss my ass, then yes, Kurt thought with a smirk.

"Mmmmm," he replied.

"Good job," Sebastian chuckled as he slid his hands over Kurt's ass. "I'm proud of you."

"Mmmmhmmm."

"That sounded sarcastic," Sebastian laughed.

How in the hell could a fucking sound with no vowels be sarcastic? Kurt thought as he bit his lip again.

"Oh my. I figured out what can control your mouth," Sebastian snorted. "The promise of a rim job and you'll do anything I tell you."

Kurt smirked at the pleased sound in his voice.

"Get ready, okay?" Sebastian's voice dropped low and husky, and Kurt's stomach flipped at the sound. He could sound like sex with just a change in timbre and modulation.

Kurt tensed slightly when he felt teasing fingers at his entrance, and Sebastian brushed his lips against the sensitive skin again. Kurt moaned breathily and he pressed into the door with his hands, pushing himself slightly backwards against Sebastian's hand.

"Guess what?" Sebastian asked huskily behind him.

"Hmmm?"

"The lube is flavored this time," Sebastian's tongue over the skin of his ass, and Kurt took a deep breath and let it out.

"What? No response to that? No smart-assed comment?" Sebastian mocked.

Kurt moaned again, on purpose, and Sebastian laughed at him. "I love being in control."

That comment almost got him. He nearly snarked at him that he was only in control because Kurt was letting him be there, but Kurt bit his lip again and let the subject die.

Kurt felt the tease of slick fingers at his entrance again, and then his knees faltered when one finger pressed into him slowly. He tried to relax as much as possible, and he smiled when Sebastian murmured approval behind him and pressed his finger even further in, the slow drag of that finger exactly what Kurt had been waiting for.

I don't just want you. I want to break you. Sebastian's words echoed in his head.

Not going to happen, baby, Kurt thought.

Sebastian slid the finger in and out slowly, catching the tip of his finger on the ring of muscle and pulling gently, making Kurt buck almost reflexively against him. Kurt felt the teasing pressure of a second finger at his entrance, and he groaned in appreciation, his hands fisting against the door now. Sebastian's tongue slicked across his entrance, around the presence of his fingers, and Kurt whimpered a little bit.

But just a little. It didn't count as breaking if it was a little whimper.

"Do you know how incredible you look right now?" Sebastian whispered, his voice almost too low.

"Hmmm," Kurt whined.

"You love this. You can't get enough of my fingers can you? You're so tight, so fucking tight." Sebastian slid the two fingers deeper into him, and Kurt shifted backwards, to press them even further in, almost instinctively, even though they felt as deep as was possible already.

"Yeah, do that. Good," Sebastian licked him again, and Kurt hit the door with his curled fist before he could stop himself.

Sebastian chuckled, "Uh oh. Somebody's losing it."

Kurt felt the tease of his tongue again, and then a slight nipping. Sebastian was biting him softly, on the left side of his bottom, as he pushed his fingers in and out roughly. Sebastian's long fingers brushed against his prostate, and Kurt bucked again, that traitorous fist punishing the door again.

Sebastian laughed again, and he moved his fingers faster, stretching from side to side with every other thrust, to open him up wider, and Kurt spread his legs again just a few more inches. It was glorious, and Kurt never wanted it to stop.

Sebastian slipped a third finger inside easily, and the pressed slowly in and out, "Just like that baby. Let go. Yeah. You're so fucking gorgeous like this, letting me do this to you. I'm so hard, and I'm leaking baby. I can't wait to get inside you. But this. This is perfect. You're so fucking tight, but you're also almost loose, just taking anything I give you. So fucking good," Sebastian was muttering huskily.

Kurt moaned at his words, and his legs began to tremble at the sounds coming from Sebastian, who probably didn't even realize that he was moaning more than Kurt was.

Sebastian pulled out his fingers abruptly, and Kurt was about to protest, until he felt Sebastian's tongue again. He held Kurt open with both hands, and then his tongue just took over, teasing and licking, the tip sliding inside just enough to make Kurt crazy but not enough for satisfaction. The sounds Sebastian made were sinful, and Kurt was soon gasping for breath as his entire body tensed at the sensations.

Sebastian murmured more approving sounds as he stopped licking, and he pressed his fingers inside him again, all three at once, and it was amazing.

Kurt moaned in desperation, his breaking point having been reached, and he barked a steady stream of words, not really aware or concerned with what he was actually saying until Sebastian started laughing.

"Hmmm?" Kurt was positive his eyes had rolled back into his head.

"You just called me a god-damn son of a bitch and a blazer-wearing asshole-kissing bastard and demanded that I fuck you."

"Oh," Kurt giggled. "Sorry."

Sebastian kissed him on the back, "I have to punish you now though. Because those insults were not moaning and or begging. And neither was the apology. And I'm a little concerned by your Freudian slips there. Makes me wonder how you really feel about me," he chuckled.

"Mmmmmm," Kurt moaned when the fingers brushed his prostate again, and Sebastian sped up, fucking his fingers into him with abandon, and Kurt was soon back to nearly beating a hole into the door.

"Shh. You're going to scare the people who might walk by the door," Sebastian mocked.

"Ffffuuuuuuu," Kurt muttered.

"What was that? Was that a word?"

"Hmmmmm."

Sebastian dipped his head, and that fucking tongue started again, and Kurt's legs almost gave out on him. Sebastian had to catch him by the waist and hold him up briefly, to keep him from falling.

Kurt felt one hand drape around his mouth, and Sebastian slipped a condom package into his mouth, laughing softly when Kurt protested with a grunt. Kurt moved one hand from the door and grabbed the condom with his fingers.

"You jerk," Kurt muttered.

"I told you I'd do it," Sebastian replied snarkily. "You just didn't believe me."

The fingers pressed in and out repeatedly, deeper and faster, and Kurt moaned in response. The tips of his fingers brushed against his prostrate again and again, and Sebastian was back to muttering how sexy it was to watch Kurt just take his fingers so easily.

"Touch yourself," Sebastian commanded. Kurt felt him spread lube over his cock with one hand while the other continued pressing into him.

Kurt pulled at his cock, his body almost ready to give out. He leaned up against the door with one forearm, while he worked himself, his head thrown back at the sensations Sebastian was evoking in him.

"Yeah, just like that," Sebastian cooed, and he sped his fingers up again, their thrusting almost too fast against his sensitive body. He dipped his head and stroked Kurt's entrance with his tongue again, licking slowly and surely over him, and he murmured approving sounds again.

"Please, Bas," Kurt begged, all desire to win completely gone.

"Please what baby?" Sebastian stood and whispered in his ear, his voice again so husky and deep that Kurt shuddered.

"Please, fuck me."

"You need it?"

"Yes, baby. I need it so bad."

"Do you realize how hard I am? It's a good thing you're so stretched that you can take me like this."

"Oh god, please."

"Give me the condom," Sebastian held out his hand and took it from Kurt. "Fuck. I can't open it," he laughed. "Hands are too slick."

"Give it back," Kurt smirked and opened the condom roughly and threw the wrapper to the floor.

"So determined," Sebastian murmured. "I like it."

"Get in me, please. I'm begging."

Sebastian entered him suddenly, almost roughly, but he'd spent so much time preparing Kurt that there was no tension, no pain at all. Kurt moaned in approval, and he shifted his hips back to push himself onto Sebastian's cock.

"Bend over a little, baby," Sebastian pushed down on his back as he thrust forward sharply, and Kurt gasped. "You know what. Fuck the door," he pulled out slowly and Kurt whined at the loss of his cock.

"Fuck the door?" Kurt snorted slightly. "I'm being jilted for a door. I'm crushed here."

"Hush and get on the floor. I don't want to hold back, and I have to if we're standing up, or I'll kill us both," Sebastian grinned at him and pointed to the floor.

Kurt kissed him quickly and got on his hands and knees in the floor. "And the bed isn't an option why?"

"Because I said so. You're bitching again."

"I can bitch now because you already rimmed me," Kurt smirked, and then he laughed at the incredulous expression on Sebastian's face. "And besides, somebody didn't think the logistics of his little fantasy through before experimenting with it," Kurt replied in singsong.

"Dear god. Just shut up," Sebastian laughed.

He knelt behind Kurt, and he immediately slammed inside, leaving Kurt gasping for breath and moaning. Sebastian was true to his word. He did not hold back. He pulled out and thrust inside repeatedly, harder and deeper, fucking into Kurt with barely controlled restraint. He held on to Kurt's hips, and his fingertips were stroking Kurt's hipbones as he fucked him. Kurt moaned and pushed back against him each time Sebastian thrust forward.

Sebastian was muttering above him, words and sounds almost indecipherable. Kurt tried to fist his cock, but Sebastian's thrusts kept shoving him off balance, so he gave up, and braced himself again, laughing softly to himself.

Sebastian thrust into him deeply once more, and he came, shuddering inside Kurt, and he stilled, hovering over Kurt. His fingers continued brushing Kurt's hipbones, and he was breathing heavily.

"You didn't come, did you?" Sebastian breathed as he pulled out slowly. He removed the condom and he crawled over to the trash can to throw it away.

"Not yet," Kurt turned and lay down on the floor, watching him. "There was a little logistics problem there too. When I tried, I almost fell on my face," Kurt giggled.

Sebastian crawled back and lay down on him, at an angle to keep from crushing him, and then he grabbed Kurt's cock, sliding his hand up and down slowly, squeezing and pumping gently. Kurt moaned and covered Sebastian's hand with his own, like he'd done before on a night they'd made love. He loved feeling Sebastian's hand under his, tugging him to an orgasm, while Kurt's fingers splayed between his, encouraging him and teasing himself as well.

"You like doing that, don't you?" Sebastian kissed him deeply as he continued stroking Kurt's cock.

"Hmm, yes," Kurt murmured.

"I'm surprised you didn't come when I was fingering you," Sebastian whispered in his ear.

"Willpower. I refused to let you break me," Kurt giggled and then moaned when Sebastian stroked him harder, faster.

"I believe that you bitching at me and calling me names was just that," Sebastian laughed in his ear.

"Nonsense," Kurt turned his head and moaned again as Sebastian pumped faster.

Kurt bucked upwards after a few more slides of Sebastian's hand, and he came all over both of them, and Sebastian lay back down on the floor on his side, obviously exhausted. He was breathing heavily again, and his hand was stroking Kurt's hip idly, as his eyes fluttered closed.

"We can't sleep on the floor," Kurt leaned over and kissed him and then he got up. "Stay right there and don't go to sleep."

"Mmkay," Sebastian murmured sleepily.

Kurt got up, slightly sore, and he walked to the bathroom to wash his hands quickly. He grabbed a washcloth and dampened it, and he also grabbed a towel. He put them on the end of the bed and turned down the covers. He glanced at the room, and he smiled at the clothes strewn around the room haphazardly. He smiled down at Sebastian, who was almost completely asleep, and he reached down to nudge him.

"Hey you."

"Yeah?"

"Come on. We need to go to bed. I'll clean you up if you'll just get in bed," Kurt grabbed his hand, and Sebastian let himself be pulled to his feet, only to nearly throw himself onto the empty bed.

Kurt laughed, and he crawled over to him. "Hey, this is going to be cold."

"Okay, baby," Sebastian agreed, and he didn't even flinch at the wet cloth that slid over his hand and forearm. He really had to be out of it. "Thanks, babe," he muttered quietly.

"You're welcome." Kurt threw the washcloth and towel off the bed, and he cuddled against him, glad he'd already locked the door and the lights had been turned off since they'd arrived. It couldn't be that late to begin with, since light was still trickling in at the edges of the curtains.

"Hey Firebird," Sebastian murmured, eyes shut and yawning. "Did it work? Did I break you?"

Kurt grinned at his sleepy muttering. "Yes Bas. You broke me. You won. Go to sleep now."

"Okay, good. Cause for a minute there, I thought you broke me."