Authors' Note: Moderate content warning for adult-y times at the bottom of this chapter!
Half an hour later, Joe came up to the bar and reached for an apron. "My turn, guys. Two of you can take a break."
"Oho, think you can flairtend for two, old man?" Marc teased.
"I don't think so, I know so. Move over, spring chicken. Go sweet talk your own old man."
Marc smirked and took off his apron. "How about a break, Seb?" he asked. "Paul said not to over-exert your fingers the first few months without splints."
Sebastian paused in his conversation and smiled at Marc, nodding. "Sure."
He squeezed Kurt's hip and kissed his cheek. "Be back in a bit."
Kurt waved a hand at him and smiled.
Sebastian followed Marc over to where Paul was sitting in a booth and they sat down. "Whew," he said, as the pressure was taken off his feet. "I bet Joe's happy with the turn out...it's not been this busy here in ages."
"Yeah, your boyfriend really put together an amazing show," Marc said. "Starchild really blew everyone off their feet!"
Paul smiled fondly. "Well, they were already reeling after your song, Seb," he added, placing a hand on Sebastian's shoulder.
Sebastian blushed a little. "It was only one song," he said quietly.
"You were great," Paul stated. "Brody thought so too." Since their talk and finding out that one of Brody's many side-jobs was vocal coaching, Paul had filed him under 'expert in the field' in his mind.
"And you lead your group like you still train with them daily! You must have really drilled that routine into them for it to stick for so long," Marc said admiringly
"Kurt told me you choreographed it too!" Paul added.
Sebastian nodded. "Before I joined them, their moves were very...stiff. I persuaded them that if we upped our game a bit and moved...we'd be in with a better chance of winning."
He smiled. "And we were! We just lost out to Kurt's team - and they went on to win Nationals."
"Wow. Imagine if he had still been on the Warblers!" Paul let out. "You would have won inter nationals!"
"Is there such a thing?" Marc mused.
"This is a proud dad moment, don't ruin it for me!"
Marc grinned. "I'm not! I'm very proud too. I made a video to show all our friends." He winked at Paul.
"All our friends are here," Paul said drily, nodding at the bar.
"Now who's ruining it?" Marc teased. "I can send it to Isa; she's always bragging about her daughters."
Sebastian grinned. He liked the idea that they were fighting over who was prouder of him. "Does that mean you'll break it out on my wedding day?"
"And holidays and any public function you shall invite us to in the future, ever," Marc promised solemnly.
"What's this about a wedding day?" Paul asked, taking Marc's hand across the table.
Sebastian blushed a little. "Well...I just meant...it's gonna happen at some point. I know we've only been together a few months, but it feels like forever with him."
Marc and Paul exchanged looks. "Sometimes, if you're lucky, you meet someone with whom counting days or weeks becomes irrelevant," Paul said softly. "You just are, together."
Marc smiled and tenderly kissed Paul's lips. Then, he turned back to Sebastian.
"Do you think Kurt is ready to be engaged again?" he asked.
Sebastian bit his lip, and shrugged. "I don't know. It might not happen for a while...I just know I'd like it to happen one day." He shook his head. "I never thought I'd say those words."
Marc smirked and put on a theatrically bored expression. "Pffft! Relationships are lame!" he mocked. "Only getting to fuck one person the rest of your life? No, thank you." He waved his hand like he was bowing off on stage.
Paul laughed. "Don't be nasty. You've said a lot of things in your day." He put one of his hands over Sebastian's. "You'll know when the time is right. And if you need anything, we're here." He sat back. "I doubt anything less than the Hall of Mirrors in Versailles would carry Kurt's approval as a venue."
Sebastian laughed. "I think you're right..."
He thought about it for a moment. He'd love to get married in France, but it would be hard for all of his friends to make it there. Maybe they'd go there on their honeymoon instead.
"So you really liked the song then?" he asked, changing the subject.
"Yes! I wish we could have been there when you performed at the competitions. We might have embarrassed the other parents with our blatant favouritism and impressed them with our superior fashion sense," Paul mused.
"In Ohio?" Marc replied, smirking.
"Kurt would definitely have given you a run for your money. Let's just say his dress sense has improved over the years." Sebastian shook his head at the memory of some of the outfits he'd seen Kurt wear. "Working at Vogue has definitely helped develop his taste."
Paul shook his head. "Kurt and I are on the same wavelength. As I always tell Marc; there's no good taste. There's your taste, and that's always valid. If you like it, wear it."
"Advice you clearly live by," Marc commented. He glanced over at the bar. "I think we should get back, Seb. Danny and Kurt will want a break too."
Sebastian laughed at the exchange between his parents and nodded. "Yeah, okay."
He slid out of the booth and straightened up. "See you later," he said to Paul, clapping him on the shoulder.
"Ah, finally," Joe let out, already tying off his apron.
"Finally? I thought you could handle the bar for us easily," Sebastian asked, smirking.
"Of course I can, but uh-" Joe looked around and lowered his voice. "I also gotta pee. Everyone kept toasting to Bennie with me."
Marc chuckled. "Alright Kurt, Dan, off you go. Seb and I will take over."
Danny wasted no time taking off his apron. Automatically, he reached below the bar for his vaping gear, then changed his mind and left it. Elliott was already waiting by the side of the bar. "Later, guys," he mumbled, his eyes already fixed on Elliott.
Kurt watched him go. "Interesting combination," he commented. "I thought Elliott didn't do hook-ups."
"Maybe it will be more," Sebastian mused. Then, he kissed Kurt's cheek. "Go. You've worked hard tonight. You deserve a break!"
"He's right Kurt," Joe said nodding. "Tonight wouldn't have happened without you. Go enjoy yourself!"
Kurt smiled. "Alright, I'll be back before karaoke starts! Some of my NYADA friends are entering, so we have a good show coming up…"
"Perfect," Joe said, clapping him on the shoulder. "We'll need someone to soothe their ears after Kate sings. I'm afraid she inherited her mom's...talent."
"And her looks, thank god," Kurt added smoothly.
"Hey, watch it!" Joe said, though he was grinning.
As Kurt was tying his apron back on after his break, Joe's daughter Kate stepped up on to the stage as the first karaoke contestant. Kurt had already secured a slot for himself and Mercedes and their friends should they want to join...but it was only fair to give other people a chance too.
Cautiously optimistic, he had also penciled in the last slot of the evening for himself and Sebastian, They hadn't sung together since the attack in the summer, and Kurt wasn't sure how Sebastian would feel. He hoped that by booking the final slot, it would give Sebastian enough time to process the request.
Much to Kurt's surprise, Sebastian didn't need long to consider it at all.
"I'd love to sing with you, babe." Sebastian replied when Kurt broached the subject with him.
"Are you sure?" Kurt asked. "I didn't know if it would bring back memories of that night for you...I know you sang with the Warblers - but that was different."
Sebastian sighed and placed his hands on Kurt's shoulders. "I'm positive. I want to sing with you. Singing with the Warblers reminded me of how much I love to sing, and it also reminded me of how much I miss singing with you."
Kurt closed his eyes and sighed happily, a smile spreading over his face. Then, Kate moved into the chorus of I Will Survive, and his smile turned into a grimace."Oh my god!" he moaned, turning to glance up at the stage. "She's butchering it."
Sebastian laughed at the look on Kurt's face.
"Not everyone can be born with your talent, babe" he said, bumping his hip into Kurt's gently. "Doesn't mean we can't let them have a go."
Kurt nodded dutifully. "I know, I know...but Joe wasn't wrong!" He tried to relax a little. Regardless of the lack of talent, Kate got a good applause, and as she walked away, the next contestant took the microphone.
"I need a drink," Kurt murmured when one of their regular patrons nearly tore his vocal chords singing Don't You Want Me.
"This is really bugging you, isn't it?" Marc teased.
"It's hurting my throat just listening! Karaoke was a bad, bad, bad idea."
"I think it's great," Paul said. "I kind of regret not signing up, now, seeing the competition."
"I think our ears have been punished enough, darling," Marc said fondly. "Kurt, please tell me one of your friends is up next?"
"Even better," Kurt said, his eyes glittering. "I am."
When the crowd realised they were getting another performance not just by Kurt, but Mercedes as well, they cheered loudly. Kurt and Mercedes shot grins at each other as they waited for the music to start. A screen to the side would run the lyrics, but it was an all-time favourite of theirs so they wouldn't need them.
Mercedes looked around the room and raised the microphone to her lips.
"Does he love me, I wanna know! How can I tell if he loves me so?" Her powerful voice blasted through the room.
"Is it in his eyes?" Kurt sang playfully, sashaying his hips and blinking rapidly at his friend.
Mercedes grinned and shook her finger at him. "Oh no! You'll be deceived!"
"Is it in his sighs?" Kurt sang, putting a limp-wristed hand on his forehead.
"Oh no, he'll make believe! If you wanna know if he loves you so, it's in his kiss..."
Alice and Steph looked at each other and knew right away they shared the same thought. They thrust their hands in the air, and shouted:"That's where it is!"
Kurt laughed and beckoned them on stage. "Is it in his face?" he sang sweetly as he offered Steph a hand to help her up the steps.
"Oh no, that's just his charm," Mercedes belted, waving her hand dismissively.
"In his warm embrace?" Kurt and Steph sang, sharing the microphone.
Brody lifted Alice up onto the stage as Mercedes sung. "Oh no! That's just his arms! If you wanna know if he loves you so, it's in his kiss..."
Kurt, Steph and Alice stared doing the dance to the side, laughing together as Mercedes continued singing.
"Oooh, hug him and squeeze him tight, find out what you want to know. If it's love, if it really is...it's there in his kiss!"
"How about the way he acts?" Alice, Kurt and Steph sang together, nearly cracking up at each other's dance moves, trying to synchronise them.
"Oh no, that's not the way! And you're not listening to all I say..."
Kurt, Alice and Steph were doing the shoop-shoop background singing and were having so much fun they didn't even notice a lot of people in the audience had started doing the dance too.
Brody was grinning, panning the camera on his phone around the room to capture the atmosphere on video.
"It's in his kiss! Wooo-ooooh, it's in his kiss!" Mercedes was giving all she had, and Kurt almost wished she wouldn't, because how intimidating was that to everyone who signed up to come after her?
The song ended with all of them in a pose, and the applause was ecstatic. Mercedes came up the others and hugged them all in turn, ending with Kurt. She put a hand on his cheek and smiled.
"Thank you, Kurt. I've missed singing with you so much."
"The pleasure was all mine," Kurt said honestly.
"Is this what being in your choir at school was like?" Alice asked. "So much fun!"
"Yeah - though with a bit more backstabbing and homophobia," Kurt replied drily.
"Don't forget the misogyny and the racism," Mercedes added.
Kurt put his arm around her shoulder and hugged her tightly to his side, placing a kiss on her temple. "Come on, let's go get a drink. You girls can stay up here, your slot is up after the next song. I'll collect the boys."
"Don't go too far," Alice said. "We need you and Seb to be our loyal audience in case everyone else boo-s us off the stage!"
"That will never happen, but okay," Kurt promised. "Have fun!"
Kurt made his way back to the bar with Mercedes and Sebastian saw them coming.
"Great song!" he said. "You know, Kurt...If you ever need assurance that I love you, feel free to kiss me." He grinned and puckered his lips comically.
"Yes, I'd better make sure…" Kurt mumbled, already leaning in. They kissed, ignoring the rest of the world for a moment. Mercedes used the moment to exchange a few words with Marc and order a drink. Someone was singing Cotton Eyed Joe, possibly the most unromantic song in existence, and yet for Kurt it might as well have been Can You Feel The Love Tonight. When he was with Sebastian, anything was a love song.
The song ended, and they looked towards the stage expectantly. Their friends had split up, Alex and Brody sharing one microphone and Alice and Steph the other. Kurt was curious what they were going to sing.
Brody addressed the audience before they started. "Alright, I think everyone under the age of forty probably knows this song, so you have absolutely no excuse to get out of audience participation." He raised a finger. "Anyone who misses the clapping...buys the person next to them a drink. Ok, let's go!"
The intro of the song started, and a wild cheer went through the audience.
"So no one told you life was gonna be this way…"
Almost everyone clapped. Even Danny, who was in the middle of mixing a drink, made it by throwing his mixing cup up high enough to clap his hands before catching it again.
As they reached the chorus, they took turns pointing at each other and the bar, including Sebastian and Kurt in their words.
Sebastian grinned at Kurt as they watched their friends sing up on stage. What a perfect song! It spoke volumes as to what they all meant to each other, and the lengths they would go to to support one another. The song was also super fun and light-hearted and automatically put everyone in a good mood, if they weren't already.
"We're so lucky," Sebastian said to Kurt.
"We are," Kurt agreed. "They're the best." It reminded him a little of how Glee club used to be, before all of the rivalries, the inter-group dating, coach Sylvester's constant meddling and the new arrivals.
They were the loudest to applaud when the song ended. Alex took a very dramatical bow and announced that he was 'there all night' if anyone had any special requests. The stage lights have gotten to his head, Kurt thought fondly.
The karaoke block ended, and the DJ announced a short break. Calvin Harris How Deep Is Your Love started playing through the speakers.
Sebastian grinned at Kurt and started dancing, gyrating his hips in time to the music and shuffled closer to his boyfriend.
"I'm trying to work here!" Kurt scolded him, but with a grin on his face. He bumped Sebastian's hip, nudging him back to his own spot.
"Do I need to break you boys up?" Marc threatened playfully.
"No, dad," Sebastian let out plaintively, rolling his eyes and skulking back to his part of the bar.
The patrons were eating it up, encouraging him to go back, making little bets to see if he could get Kurt to drop a drink. Sebastian almost managed as he snuck up on Kurt and sneakily kissed him on the side of his throat, just over his scar. Kurt jumped and could only barely hold on to his mixing cup.
Kurt then encouraged his patrons to go to Sebastian's side and order his 'favourite drink', a Bloody Mary. He knew Sebastian hated handling tomato-juice, because the container it came in always spilled. It turned into a hilarious, but harmless, round of bartending warfare, and Kurt couldn't remember the last time he had so much fun at work.
Another round of karaoke began. As much as Kurt was enjoying himself, he also wanted time to go faster so he'd get to sing with Sebastian again. Finally, they were almost up.
"Ok guys, hold down the fort," Kurt announced, nodding at Marc and Danny and taking off his apron. "It's time for the grand finale."
"Oooh!" Paul said clapping his hands. "This is what I've been waiting for."
Marc rolled his eyes fondly at his husband. "Go have fun! Knock it out the park."
"Oh we will!" Sebastian said confidently.
He took Kurt's hand and they filed through the crowd, who parted for them with admiring eyes. Kurt noticed Sebastian's grip was steady; he didn't once squeeze his hand in a panic when people closed in on them. Tonight was a good night.
They both took up a microphone, and Kurt held up his hand. "Alright everyone, this is the last song of the evening...which I selfishly claimed for myself and my boyfriend!" Kurt said, putting a hand in his side and jutting out a hip. "But before you protest, I would like to remind you that all proceeds of tonight - including our salaries, go to charity. Your applause is our wage tonight." He raised his hand over his head.
A thunderous noise rose up from the audience. Kurt laughed. "Now if only we could use that to pay the rent on our apartment," he directed at Sebastian, blowing up his cheeks and letting the air out slowly, thinking of the rent in New York City. People laughed and shouted agreement. With a nod at the DJ, Kurt motioned for the music to start.
Maybe it was not what the audience expected - but as far as karaoke classics went, it was solid, and Kurt had chosen it deliberately for its lyrics and the playful tune. It wasn't sexy or loaded; completely unlike their routines. It was something they both needed right now.
"I've been wanderin' around the house all night, wondering what the hell to do...Yeah, I'm trying to concentrate but all I can think of is you…" Kurt sang, turning to look at Sebastian.
"Well the phone don't ring cause my friends ain't home, I'm tired of being all alone!" Sebastian sang looking back at Kurt. He shrugged his shoulder and put his hand on his hip. "Got the TV on 'cause the radio is playing songs that remind me of you," he continued and Kurt joined him for the chorus.
"Baby, when you're gone, I realize I'm in love! Days go on and on...and the nights just seem so long!"
Kurt could hear people singing along. Maybe it wasn't such a bad surprise for them after all.
"Even food don't taste that good!" Sebastian sang, turning to face the audience with a comically disappointed expression. Everyone who knew how much he loved food knew that was the worst.
"Drink ain't doing what it should…!" Kurt added, miming putting a whole bottle to his lips and shrugging as he threw the imaginary bottle over his shoulder.
"Things just feel so wrong-" they both continued, turning to face each other again, "baby, when you're gone!"
Kurt could see people in the audience singing along at the top of their lungs, most of them also directing it at a person by their side. It was such a feel-good song. He couldn't help but grin all the way through it.
"Baby, when you're gone!" They sang out the last note together, drawing each other close and grinning like maniacs.
This was what Sebastian had needed! A complete rewind on what singing together meant. It was supposed to be fun and lighthearted and a little sexy...but just for the two of them!
Sebastian kissed Kurt as the audience around them shouted and applauded, but he couldn't hear them. All he could hear, touch, feel was Kurt.
"Ugh, I thought the last people would never leave," Kurt let out on their way home, thinking about the stragglers of the party. "If Nick and Jeff hadn't ordered that whole bottle of Jägermeister we could have all been in our beds by now!"
He fumbled for his keys. All he had wanted after singing with Sebastian was to take him home. He tried to keep his expectations moderate, but it had been a night of many emotions and all Kurt wanted now was to shut the world away and focus on Sebastian.
Sebastian grinned and ran a hand down Kurt's back. "They were celebrating. It's been a long time since we were all together." That didn't mean he hadn't been equally as impatient to go home with Kurt.
Kurt finally got the door open and they shuffled inside.
"I'm glad the evening was a success," Sebastian said. "I didn't know Bennie but I'm sure he would have been proud. I wonder how much we raised."
All the staff had collectively agreed that any tips made that night were to be donated too, and with ticket and drink sales through the roof the total figure was bound to be a good one, even after the overhead and the tests Joe paid for.
"Me too. Going through Bennie's record collection at Joe's really made me feel like I knew him a little." Kurt smiled. "I didn't expect Alex and Elliott to get along that well...they don't seem the type."
Sebastian hummed in agreement and nodded. While they took off their coats and shoes, he explained to Kurt about the conversation he and Alex had had in the restroom. "After that, Alex really wanted to make an effort, which was nice, I think. I have a feeling he and the girls felt a bit...out of place tonight. Not unwelcome - at least I hope not! Just...yeah..."
He sunk down onto the couch and closed his eyes.
"I guess we can be a bit...much," Kurt admitted, smiling a little. "When it feels like your real life didn't start until you were grown up, there's a lot of catching up to do."
He sat next to Sebastian and looked at him. "I love that they came, though. And they stayed, and even sang! They're good friends." He took Sebastian's hand. "And you were amazing."
Sebastian smiled at him and kissed the back of Kurt's hand. "I'm glad too...and thank you. I'm sorry I didn't tell you about the song before. Wes asked me if I'd perform with them right after the team agreed to do it. I didn't know how I'd feel on the night so I told them to plan without me, but maybe I'd join them for an encore…Seeing you up there, so confident and sexy and amazing...gave me the courage to try."
Sebastian looked into Kurt's eyes and held the gaze. "You're my strength, Kurt."
Kurt pressed his lips together in a touched smile, his eyes shining. For a moment, he said nothing, and just basked in the moment. He didn't think he'd ever get tired of Sebastian praising the very thing he had been punished for all his life. "I'm just giving back what you lent me when I was trying to break free from Blaine," he finally said. "It was a very good surprise."
"So...confident and sexy, huh?" he added, quirking his eyebrow. "Sweet dreams are made of this...?" He playfully ran his hand up his own leg.
Sebastian placed his own hand over Kurt's and followed the movement, dragging their hands slowly up Kurt's thigh. When they were close enough, he stretched out a long finger to run over Kurt's crotch.
"Oh yes," he said in a low voice, his eyes focusing on Kurt's lips.
Kurt involuntarily licked them. "Who am I to disagree?" he said, shifting a little closer in hopes of more of Sebastian's touch.
Sebastian paused for a second before closing the gap and kissing Kurt with a sure, firm pressure.
Kurt's whole body responded eagerly. He leaned in, closing his eyes, and the tension of all the parts he had played that day, party planner, friend, performer, slipped off his shoulders. He was just Kurt now, at home with the man he loved. There was no other part to play.
He sighed softly, resting his forehead against Sebastian's to take a breath.
Sebastian smiled and move his hand to curl around the back of Kurt's neck. "I want you," he breathed against Kurt's lips.
"Mmm..." Kurt sighed. "I've been thinking about you all night...I want you so badly, Bas."
Sebastian pressed forward to kiss Kurt again, catching Kurt's bottom lip between his own. He let go of Kurt's other hand and ran his hand up Kurt's side, tugging him close and shifting them so that they were laying along the sofa.
Kurt draped his leg over Sebastian's thigh, using it as leverage to lock their hips together. He could feel Sebastian's erection grow through the fabric of their jeans and let out a needy moan, undulating his hips to rub up against him.
Sebastian kissed Kurt again, teasing his lips open with his tongue and rolling his hips down slowly. Kurt's body was pliant and receptive, drawing him in. It felt like every fiber of his being was calling out for Sebastian's touch.
Kurt briefly sucked the tip of Sebastian's tongue and then let his lips wander to the side of his face, kissing Sebastian's cheek up to his earlobe. Simultaneously, his hands pulled Sebastian's shirt from his waistband to slip his hands under the fabric and up Sebastian's back.
Sebastian gasped and closed his eyes at the feel of Kurt's touch. He rocked his hips down again and moved to mouth at Kurt's neck.
"Please," Kurt encouraged him, "go on..."
He gripped Sebastian's back tightly as Sebastian found the scar at his throat, his hips lifting up against him on their own accord. Before he fully realised what he was saying, Kurt was whispering everything he wanted into Sebastian's ear, a confession of every lustful thought he had kept secret all those months to not burden him. His cheeks burned, but he did not want to take it back.
Sebastian's eyes widened as he listened to Kurt's words and his hips stilled, his eyes slipping closed. "Fuck," he whispered, a million images flashing through his mind.
Kurt stilled too and his eyes went wide. "I'm sorry," he started to say. "Too much?"
Sebastian pulled back to look at him and held his gaze for a moment before shaking his head and kissing Kurt with fierce certainty. "No," he breathed. "Keep talking."
Emboldened by Sebastian's encouragement, Kurt continued to describe his fantasies, his hands sliding down Sebastian's back to grip his backside and press him closer. "...until morning," he finished breathlessly.
He was a little astounded by his own honesty, but the moment for being shy had passed long ago.
Sebastian growled and lifted Kurt's legs, bending them at the knees and pushing them up to expose his boyfriend's ass. He pressed his hips up against it and thrust forwards, letting his erection rub up the seam of Kurt's jeans.
Kurt whimpered beneath him and his grip on Sebastian's back tightened.
Sebastian fumbled with the button and zipper of Kurt's jeans and backed away so he could tug them down.
Kurt kicked his legs, eager to be out of them. Without pause, he hooked his thumbs in his briefs and drew them down as well, keeping his eyes on Sebastian. Kurt hadn't seen him this intent in a long time, and he relished in it, not giving his brain time to over-think or evaluate. As soon as he was naked from the waist down, he smirked. "Your turn," he announced.
Sebastian smirked and shuffled back so that he could stand up. "Take your shirt off," he said, pulling his own up over his head and discarding it on the floor.
Kurt did as he was told and then watched as Sebastian stripped.
Sebastian hesitated for a split second before discarding his jeans and boxers too. He leant down over his boyfriend and wrapped his hand around Kurt's erection, pumping his hand slowly up and down in a teasing way - enough to get Kurt's attention, but not enough to give much relief.
"What do you want, babe?" he asked in a low voice, knowing fully well that Kurt had just let out a long stream of wants and needs - but he wanted to hear it again to make sure. He bent down and ghosted his lips over the head of Kurt's cock. "Do you want my mouth...or my hand..."
Kurt breathed in on a hiss and struggled to keep still when all he wanted was to thrust up between Sebastian's lips. "I want your mouth," he panted. "Please..."
Sebastian looked up at him and winked with a nod. "Okay baby," he said, flicking his tongue out to lick over the head. He watched as Kurt's eyes slipped closed and he sighed. Kurt's fingers brushed through his hair and a thought came to Sebastian.
"...just don't...hold my head? Please..."
Kurt's eyes flew open and he found Sebastian's. His hand stilled.
"I won't," he promised, his voice a little rough. Sebastian's words had brought him back to reality; their reality, in which a touch, well-intentioned or not, could propel Sebastian into nightmare.
"I won't," he whispered again, reaching out to lightly caress his lover's brow before joining both of his hands over his own head.
The sight made Sebastian shiver. Not only was Kurt granting him his request, he was laying himself out for his touch like an offering, completely vulnerable. Sebastian cleared his throat. "Thank you."
He kissed Kurt's hip before running his tongue up the length of the shaft and wrapped his lips over the head and sunk down slowly.
"Oh, Bas," Kurt sighed. Sweet dreams were made of this, indeed. Knowing full well why he should not try to influence or speed up what Sebastian was doing in any way, he let himself be carried on the waves of pleasure, sinking into the couch. His arms were trembling with the effort of keeping them in place, his fingernails biting into his palms.
Sebastian took his time, varying what he did, and slowly bringing Kurt back to the point where they could both forget the reason behind their precaution. It felt like they were back where they started, when everything was new, and they were slowly discovering and learning the subtleties of each other's bodies. When they were ready to move on, they made love like it was the first time. Even if they did not manage to fulfil all of Kurt's fantasies in one night, he got his most important wish:
"...and then you hold me in your arms, and we stay like that until morning."