A/N: Sorry this was late. I had most of it done but then I wanted to add some stuff from the most recent episode in here, so I had to rework it to get it in here. Plus, I wanted Sebastian to address what everybody's been obsessing about since the Choke episode. Because really? Who wasn't thinking it?
(Consider this a roundabout way of saying spoilers for Choke)
Warning for a touch of smut near the end, because apparently Kurbastian have sex a lot. Who would have ever guessed that one? Lol Put them in a motel for a week, and that's all they seem to do.
I had an unfortunate separation of a dead battery and a charging cord lol… reason for delayed update.
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Sebastian woke to the sound of wrappers being crumpled, and he forced one eye open.
Kurt, simultaneously smiling and chewing, waved cutely from the middle of the bed.
"Are you hungry?" Kurt asked after he swallowed.
"Yeah, actually, I am. What time is it? And why are you dressed?" Sebastian stretched and sat up, leaning over to kiss Kurt.
"It's almost nine pm. I ran out to get us some dinner," Kurt shifted a bag of fast food closer to him. "But if you tell my dad I let you have a burger, we're through," Kurt smirked as he turned back to the television.
Sebastian sighed and sniffed the bag, "I love Burger King. You got me onion rings!" He reached into the bag and grabbed one, popping it into his mouth.
Kurt laughed, "You sound like a little kid. I know you love it. My dad loves it too, but we never have it at home because of his heart. And what he doesn't know won't hurt me."
"And if I tell him, you'll get that deadly Hummel glare?"
"Yes."
"And if I don't tell him, I get to eat it more often when we're together?"
"Is this a reverse bribe?" Kurt rolled his eyes and smiled.
"Maybe."
"Yes, as long as this stays between you and me, I'll ply you full of Burger King anytime you want it."
"You do love me," Sebastian put his hand over his chest and feigned shock. "So how's the song choice for the NYADA audition going?"
Sebastian took a bite of his burger and sipped the soda Kurt handed him.
"Good. I've narrowed it down to a few choices, but Rachel keeps telling me to play it safe. I'd rather be a little risky, but I'm not sure it's the right way to go."
"So you're still considering Phantom?"
Kurt turned and crossed his legs in front of him, facing Sebastian, "Actually, I'm thinking of doing Not the Boy Next Door."
"The Boy from Oz? Nice," Sebastian nodded as he chewed another bite.
"You know it?"
"Two words. Hugh Jackman. Wait. Do you have the pants for that?" Sebastian swallowed before speaking. Because seriously? Kurt Hummel in a pair of fucking tight gold lame pants just might sear his brain cells.
Kurt grinned at him and sucked on the straw in his cup of soda. "Actually I do have them. I designed them myself. Took me weeks to make them."
Sebastian's brain short-circuited immediately. "Wait. As in you know your own measurements perfectly, and you made the pants yourself so that they'd fit you like a second skin?"
"As in, yes," Kurt grinned and took another bite of his burger.
"And why are you just now telling me about the existence of these pants?" Sebastian's drink tipped over, and he reached to catch it before the soda spilled out on the bed.
"Are we a little obsessed with these pants?" Kurt smirked.
"Maybe. Are 'we' planning to show these pants to the other half of 'us' anytime soon?"
Just the idea of the pants was enough to cause an erection, so he needed to see these pants in person, and then take them off his Firebird immediately after.
"Oh my god, I'll wear the pants the next time you come over," Kurt laughed. "To get back to your question, I actually have a plan in mind for the audition. I thought I'd have that costume ready under the Phantom costume. I want to see how the NYADA representative reacts to it first. If he or she thinks that Phantom is overdone, then I can go with Not the Boy Next Door."
"So you're going to tell the judge, 'Hang on a second and let me change clothes first?'"
Kurt rolled his eyes, and Sebastian smirked at him.
"No, smartass. I have tear away pants."
"Fuck," Sebastian's mouth began to water, and it wasn't for food. "You have tear away pants that you will remove to uncover the gold pants that already get me hard before I even see them? I don't know if I can come watch your audition. NYADA might frown on your boyfriend jumping your ass and fucking you against the piano mid song."
"Oh my god. Your face. You really would try that wouldn't you?" Kurt laughed. "You look serious."
"Show me the pants, and you'll see how serious I am," Sebastian finished off his burger and fished the remaining onion rings out of the bag. "Where did you get tear away pants? Did you make those too?"
"Smmm," Kurt murmured as he turned away.
"I'm sorry?"
Kurt turned his head back to Sebastian, "Sam."
Sebastian nodded in response.
"From when he worked in Kentucky," Kurt said quietly as he turned to the television.
"So he stripped and he still has some of the clothes. Big deal," Sebastian replied. "You don't have to be embarrassed about borrowing them."
Sebastian would be the last guy to judge anybody for that, since at least Sam got paid for taking off his clothes. Sebastian usually did it for free, and sex had always been involved. He and Sam had more in common than a love of Kurt Hummel, he was sure. The boy might not be wealthy like Sebastian. And he might not be gay, although that was debatable as far as Sebastian was concerned. But they were like-minded in their acceptance of what others might consider inappropriate behavior.
And he was sure that Sam would have put his family's welfare above being judgmental about stripping.
"He let me have them, but I had to tailor them to fit me because he's much bigger than me. I think I'm more sensitive about people bad-mouthing him for that than Sam is. It's my fault Blaine called him cheap, and I wish he had told me. But I guess I can see how Sam would think I'd have cut him out of my life. Noah seems to feel that I did that to him," Kurt frowned.
"Well, Sam had his reasons for not telling you, but I doubt that you would have cut him out of your life, and what you did was to protect Puck. He probably knows that by now. And Sam cares about you a lot. He wouldn't have let Blaine get to him no matter what tactic Blaine used."
"David did," Kurt reminded quietly.
"Dave was going through some shit though. We both know that. He's probably back to hating himself because he really is crazy about you."
"I don't know. He's with Chandler, that guy who was on the date with him that night we were at Breadstix. Oh, and before I forget, I'm meeting David at the Lima Bean at five tomorrow, so I'll be late getting here."
Sebastian's quirked a brow, "Really? Not that it's my business, but did he say why?"
"No, just that he needed to talk. It's probably about Chandler. I think he really likes him. Santana said David was blushing when he talked about Chandler the other day," Kurt grinned.
"Really? That's good."
It was very good, because Sebastian still felt a little guilty over his actions towards Bear Cub, and the fact that he was with Kurt now instead of Bear Cub.
He felt selfish.
And while he knew he usually did selfish things, the knowledge of it usually didn't get to him. He felt almost guilty that he'd just unilaterally decided that Kurt was his, no matter what kind of dibs Bear Cub might have on him. Just because he'd loved Kurt first didn't make Bear Cub the one. And even if Bear Cub was 'the one,' Sebastian had no intention of letting him have Kurt long enough for Kurt to figure that out.
So yeah, selfish.
But he could live with that if it meant he got to keep his Firebird.
"What are you thinking about?" Kurt tilted his head and looked at him.
"Just that I'm glad he's moved on. Because he's not getting you," Sebastian grinned and held out his hand to capture Kurt's, twining their fingers together.
"You know, you can be adorably sweet sometimes," Kurt put his food and drink down on the side table, and he scooted under the covers, fully clothed, and slid next to him.
"I'm not sweet, Firebird," Sebastian glared. "I'm an asshole with a rampant sex addiction."
Kurt rolled his eyes, "Okay, fine. You're a sex addicted asshole. That has to be why I love you so much, because you are so my type." Kurt kissed his nose and settled into the covers. "Do you want to cuddle?"
"Can we both be naked and then text pictures of it to Puck?" Sebastian smirked.
"No, we cannot," Kurt snorted. "He's having enough problems with withdrawal. You could trigger an emotional breakdown or something." Kurt settled into the bed flush up against Sebastian.
Sebastian laughed, "Did I tell you Puck and Sam were in my dream the other night?"
"No," Kurt's brow rose in concern.
"It was crazy. I dreamed that you and I were lying on the couch, wrapped around each other, just kissing, and Puck came into the room. He saw us and started screaming 'My Cuddles!' and then behind him, two Sams walked in. One was the regular Sam, and the other was the Clone. The Clone walked up and pulled you out of my arms and started kissing you. And the regular Sam starts shouting 'My Kurt! Get the fuck off of him!' and I stood up to grab you back, because you were yelling for me to save you."
Kurt's eyes squeezed shut as he laughed, "Oh my god. You have issues."
"Shut up. It was a fucking dream. And that's not all that happened. Finn came in, and he was questioning the Clone about what his intentions were toward you. But the Clone wouldn't stop kissing you to answer him. And I was just there, rooted to the spot and couldn't get to you. Then, your dad walked in and saw the Clone kissing you, and you trying to get to me. So Burt got out a knife and stabbed him. Then Burt looked at me and said I could have you back now, and he was going to go watch The Deadliest Catch."
Sebastian looked at Kurt's face, red and flushed with amusement. Kurt's entire body was shaking from laughter, and he looked so fucking cute Sebastian couldn't be embarrassed about the stupid dream.
"Okay, I have issues," Sebastian smirked. "I can admit it."
"Next time you have one of these, tell me sooner, and we'll do something to address the issues."
"Like what?" Sebastian pulled Kurt into a closer embrace.
"Well, we can always confront Noah and Sam. You can scream 'My Cuddles!' at Noah and then scream at Sam that I belong to you, and then we can go have sex in my room and make them watch."
"You're a fucking genius. A smart-ass, but a genius," Sebastian smirked.
"You realize the important part of the dream right?" Kurt rolled over and climbed on him.
"What?" Sebastian held one hand up and threaded his hands in Kurt's hair.
"I wanted you to save me. So your subconscious knows I won't cheat on you," Kurt bent down and kissed him gently.
"Yeah, but I didn't save you. So maybe my subconscious wants to watch you and Sam have sex. Wouldn't be the first time I've done that," Sebastian laughed, flinching when Kurt's hand shot out and slapped him on the shoulder.
"Pervert," Kurt glared from above him. "You'd save me and you know it."
"From a molesting Clone of Sam? I don't know. Could be hot," Sebastian smirked.
"I was about five minutes away from sucking you off. And this is the devotion I get. I see how it is," Kurt glared and attempted to get off him, but Sebastian grabbed his hips and pulled him back.
"I'm sorry. I'll definitely save you from a molesting Clone of Sam. But you did say that the Clone was supposed to be gay for you, so I just assumed you'd rather make out with him," Sebastian grinned.
"Shut up," Kurt laughed. "I knew I shouldn't have told you about that."
"Come on. You have to have thought about it with him. Or maybe Puck," Sebastian smirked and ran his fingers down Kurt's jawline.
"Well, I did have a few dreams about Puck in sophomore year," Kurt admitted quietly.
"Yes?" Sebastian grinned up at him. "Tell me."
"They were mostly domination kinds of things. He was one of the first jocks to bully me, and I used to have dreams that he was the one who pursued me, who submitted to me. He was always on his knees for me in them," Kurt grinned and bit his lower lip when he finished telling Sebastian.
"Kinky, and really fucking hot," Sebastian grinned. "So what about Clone?"
"Uh uh."
"You mean no fantasies or dreams? Or do you mean you had them but won't tell me?"
"You have enough issues with Sam."
"So you have had them," Sebastian frowned and pulled out the sad voice that always worked on Ellie when he was a kid. "I knew it. One day, you'll leave me for him even if he's not cloned. And I won't see it coming because I won't know all the sexy details of how he'll seduce you."
"Did you really think that voice would work?" Kurt lifted one eyebrow at him. "Seriously? It's like you don't even remember me standing there when you used that voice to talk Ellie into the food smuggling."
"Fuck," Sebastian laughed. "Nothing works on you."
"Not true," Kurt leaned down and kissed him. "It works when you talk dirty to me."
"Oh, right. I forgot where my skills lie," Sebastian snorted. "So tell me what you always dreamed that Clone would do to you, and I'll bet you that I'll do it in a heartbeat."
Kurt's eyes darkened and he bit his lip. "My dreams aren't what you'd think."
"What do you mean?"
"I mean that the dreams and fantasies about other guys were mostly nothing like Noah ones. Much tamer. Even the dreams I had about He-who-must-not-be-named-while-we're-in-bed-together."
Sebastian flipped Kurt over onto his back and grinned down at him. "Clarify please." He stared down into the nervous but absolutely gorgeous face below him, and he held a hand up to stroke Kurt's cheek.
"Well, it's not a secret that I was a big flaming virgin," Kurt began and Sebastian snorted at Kurt's description of himself, earning himself a glare for his response.
"Go on," Sebastian replied.
"Well, my first crush was Finn, as you know. The dreams about him were what you would call vanilla. I wanted the romance. I'd be holding hands with him, kissing, and if you laugh at me that blowjob from earlier is off the table," Kurt smirked. "But in the dreams, it was always Finn chasing me. But never anything really graphic."
Sebastian bit back a smile and nodded, "Got it. Continue."
"One time, after he'd gone through some kind on enlightenment, he sang Hello, I Love You in Glee. And even though I was really turned on by it, I can honestly say that I wouldn't have known what to do with him at the time even if I'd gotten the chance to jump him," Kurt laughed, at himself this time.
"So that song didn't give you ideas?" Sebastian grinned.
"None I knew how to act on, let's put it that way. Why do you like hearing this?"
"Feeding my perversions. Go on," Sebastian leaned his head down and nuzzled Kurt's jawline. "Tell me," he whispered.
"God, you make those two words sound indecent," Kurt giggled.
"I can make anything sound indecent Firebird," Sebastian smirked down at him, loving the flushed look all this talk was doing to him. And Sebastian loved that his voice seemed to be what was turning Kurt on the most, rather than the old fantasies.
"So no dreams about Finn were graphic, and neither were the fantasies," Kurt continued.
"Not even in the shower?"
"Okay, for one, I really wasn't all that knowledgeable about that. I don't mean that I never did that. But I mean that I never did that with the intent of pretending it was Finn. And two, ewww. Now that he's my stepbrother, just the thought is gross."
"You can say it, you know. Jerking off. Masturbating. I've helped you do it, so you can definitely say it."
"Stop, it's not that," Kurt laughed. "It's just that it's embarrassing to talk about."
"Why?"
"It just is. Now, let me finish if you want to hear this," Kurt glared mildly.
"Go on, baby."
"Okay, so I spent all of sophomore and the beginning of junior year crushing on straight guys. Having vanilla fantasies about Finn while taking out my need for revenge on dream Puck. Then Sam came along, and I had maybe two dreams about him. But it was him pursuing me, and him initiating making out with me. Nothing graphic then either, other than one fantasy about his mouth I think," Kurt smiled, almost sadly.
"I can see that. The mouth," Sebastian leaned down to kiss him. "Go on."
"I met Blaine, the only other openly gay guy on the planet as far as I was concerned. So I latched onto him like a blood sucking leech, but at least I met him first and hadn't only heard of his reputation," Kurt winked.
"Fair enough, smart-ass."
"But Blaine didn't want me at first. So the dreams I had about him were the same, him chasing me. And even after we had sex, the dreams weren't very graphic. They were kind of boring actually. Because we never did anything different."
"At all?"
"No, Blaine liked what he liked. So we did what he liked. Which was kind of a metaphor for the whole relationship actually. If we tried anything new, I had to ask and most of the time he didn't want to. And well, you know what happened one of the times he actually agreed."
"So he was selfish."
"Well, he'd balk at giving blow jobs but he would beg for mine."
"Well, I can understand that. I'd beg for yours on a regular basis. Your mouth is unbelievable."
Kurt leaned up and kissed him. "It feels weird to talk about other guys when I'm in bed with you."
"Why? It's not like either one of us is cheating. I can tell you some fantasies I've had if you want."
"I doubt I can handle listening to yours," Kurt giggled. "But I guess it's because before you, I've only known two gay guys closely. One I couldn't talk about fantasies of other guys with because he'd then go out and screw them, I'm sure. The other guy was so far in the closet that he probably wouldn't have discussed it at all. And David has self-confidence issues that I made worse when I told him he wasn't my type. So I'm sure if I mentioned any other guys, he'd take it very personally."
"Now that you know him, have you thought about him that way?" Sebastian looked down as he asked.
"Not really. I had a dream once about him after I found out he sent me the Valentines. But it wasn't graphic either."
"So no really hot dreams? That's disappointing, actually," Sebastian grinned.
"Oh, I've had them, but not over my previous crushes."
"So who?"
"You. The first dream I ever had about you was really hot."
"Oh really?" Sebastian dipped his head to Kurt's ear. "What did I do to you?"
"Oh, you didn't do anything. I was doing it to you," Kurt replied breathily.
"What?" Sebastian swallowed.
"I dreamed I was deep-throating you, and you were falling apart. I think it was a power thing too. It was after one of our fights at the Lima Bean. But I wasn't making you get on your knees like my dreams with Puck. This time, I was all over you, and I was making you scream and moan for me that way. It was really distracting for me the next day."
"Damn, baby."
"It was really good," Kurt smiled.
"Show me?"
Kurt's eyes darkened again, and he changed their positions, crawling over Sebastian and kissing him. "I think you are addicted to my mouth."
"Not denying it. I've told you over and over what your mouth does to me."
Kurt dipped his head and ran his tongue over a spot on Sebastian's stomach.
"Why do you always go right for that spot? You did it the other night too."
"Because this," Kurt licked softly, "is where my favorite freckle is."
Sebastian laughed, "You have a favorite freckle?"
"Oh yes. More than one, actually. Would you care to know where they are?"
"Please."
"Just watch," Kurt whispered.
Sebastian propped his head up and did as he was told. Kurt licked the same spot again, and he traced his tongue along Sebastian's skin to another spot a few inches away. Sebastian's skin flared with awareness, and he felt Kurt's tongue slide in an absent series of lines and shapes, covering most of his stomach. Kurt murmured to himself as he licked and sucked Sebastian's skin, and the sound was throaty and soft. Sebastian's cock twitched at the rough touch of Kurt's tongue and the moaning sounds coming out of that beautiful mouth.
"Baby," Sebastian moaned, and he grabbed at Kurt's face to pull him in for a kiss.
"Be patient," Kurt smiled. "I'm not done playing."
Kurt slid a hand over Sebastian's stomach, trailing his fingers in the soft hair leading to his cock, and Sebastian groaned.
"I love how you taste, you know." Kurt's soft hand wrapped around his cock, and Sebastian attempted to smirk, but the smirk turned quickly into a smile of satisfaction.
Kurt sucked him into his mouth, hollowing out his cheeks suddenly in one motion, and Sebastian bucked upwards. He watched as Kurt's head bobbed up and down, while his eyes never left Sebastian's. Kurt closed his eyes slowly and then he took Sebastian's cock in deeper, further into his throat, moaning louder than Sebastian ever could.
God, Kurt really loved doing this, and Sebastian was very glad he did. He threaded his fingers into Kurt's hair, not pushing or prodding him to take him deeper, but just to connect with him even more.
Kurt swallowed around him, humming in approval, the vibration causing flares of oversensitivity on his cock. Delicious oversensitivity. Kurt sucked harder, then he let go with a soft popping sound, and he slid his hand up and down steadily, slowly.
"So good," Kurt murmured as he slid his fingers over the tip, his touch soft and teasing.
"Oh fuck, baby. More," Sebastian adjusted his hips and leaned back, closing his eyes.
"My pleasure," Kurt smirked and took him into his mouth again, sucking in just a few inches this time, while his hand moved steadily up and down in tandem. He continued sucking, the sweet tugging of his mouth slow and firm, and driving Sebastian insane.
Kurt took him in deeper again, just as suddenly as the first time, and he hollowed out his cheeks again, sucking steadily, and Sebastian felt the curls of tension in his lower abdomen. His balls ached, and he moaned in appreciation when he felt the soft touch of Kurt's hand on them, massaging them.
"God, you're so fucking amazing at this," Sebastian whined when Kurt took him into his mouth completely again, swallowing as he sucked Sebastian deeper into his throat.
Kurt moaned in approval as Sebastian felt the brush against the back of Kurt's throat. He murmured a warning, and Kurt pulled off just in time.
Sebastian watched Kurt as he slid his hand up and down, pumping Sebastian through his orgasm.
"I wanted to watch," Kurt explained softly. "I love to taste, but I wanted to see this time."
Sebastian groaned, and he fought off the feeling of bonelessness that was setting in already. Kurt's fingers continued to work his cock, the stimulation almost too much, and Sebastian opened his eyes to find Kurt licking his lips. Kurt bent and licked a section of his stomach, where he release had fallen, and Sebastian felt his cock twitch valiantly in a last ditch effort for a second round, only to fail miserably.
"God, you're so sexy when you do that," Sebastian breathed as his eyes closed involuntarily.
Kurt, still fully clothes, slid up the bed and snuggled in next to him.
"I'm only sexy because you make me feel that way."