AU – Set in the GBK verse, it takes up where GBK left off. It's now February of Senior Year.

Rated M only.

Warnings: Boy on boy only, Dominance & Submission, Bondage, Smut, Puppy Dog Kurt, and more Plot (Plot tidies up after the party). 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 Fifty-Three

Rushing to do the shopping as we're on a tight schedule due to the sleepover David doesn't wander off like he normally does he stays with me and we speed through the chore, before we know it we're home and everything is safely stowed away as the doorbell rings.

"I got it," he kisses my shoulder as he lumbers off to answer it.

From the sounds of it Mercedes and Tina are here and I smile happily to myself, this is going to be a fun evening. And then the girls are there and we're squealing and hugging as if we hadn't seen each other just the other day.

I'm about to give Tina a tour when almost everyone other than Rachel knocks on the door, and then Rachel turns up just a little late, minus her karaoke machine which her dad's have forbidden her to bring and she's annoyed about it. A certain look on David's face and I know he has something to do with getting it banned by her dad's.

"And Kurt I don't see why you wouldn't answer your phone last night," Rachel starts as we're standing in the kitchen and I'm pouring drinks, "I know David said you were busy and tied up," all the other girls turn to stare at me knowingly, or suspectingly, well except for Brittany, she's gazing out of the window, "But I really think we could have solved the colour of the cookies so much easier if you'd just talked to me."

"Rachel," I'm flushing furiously confirming the other girls' suspicions, "Believe me I couldn't answer the phone I really was tied up and busy at the time," I get a bit defensive, "Anyway David said I'd call you back until you kept interrupting us."

Santana's smile gets bigger and I can see the words forming in her head.

Crossing her arms Rachel huffs, "Really and what was so important?"

David looms behind her, "Well for a start I had him tied up on the bed and I did was rimming his ass, which he was making the most amazing noises for," oh my master did not just say that, judging by the looks on their faces he really did just say that. "Then by the third phone call, well done on setting Hudson on us by the way, I was happily buried balls deep in him and right on the cusp of getting him to scream my name, so yeah he was kinda busy, and I think that really was more important than what colour cookies to bake."

With a completely straight face David then tells her, "Oh and the jingling noise was from the bells on his collar, the nice pretty one he got for Christmas."

Silence reigns in the kitchen and David saunters over to me leaning down to give me a kiss, "See you later babe, be good," and it isn't until the front door closes that they all turn to me.

I wonder if I can feed him salad for a month and get away with it?

Santana and Lauren start laughing and when Lauren slaps me on the back I nearly fall down, they seem to think that I'm some kind of bad ass sex siren. Mercedes and Tina are giving me looks that promise I'll be spilling all the details. Quinn's smiling because Rachel's gaping like a fish and doesn't know how to process that much information in one go.

"So who'd like a tour of the house?" I try and break the ice.

When we get to the bedroom just about everyone looks up at the ceiling and I start blushing again, damn I forgot about the mirror there.

Moving swiftly to the front room the DVDs are all brought out and the various sweet sticky treats are kept in the various tubs until we crack the lids and feast on brownies, muffins, cookies and cup cakes.

Striping down we change into our nightwear and then I discover they have a plan. As we built a fort they're jealous and want one of their own, except they've planned ahead.

It involves a few long tent poles, some material, lots of blow up mattresses and pillows and we have a very nice fort or boudoir that we can lounge in, and we don't need the sofa so that's moved to one side as we settle down to watch Grease, do each others' nails and eat sugary treats.

Singing along we fight over who gets to sing what and when, to make it fair we have to do a few songs a few times so we all get a chance to sing it, Britt does some amazing dancing too with Tina partnering her.

Giggling and laughing we gossip and relax and just have fun. I've missed this and I sprawl out onto a big pillow grinning to myself, I'm glad David agreed to the sleepover, I hope he's having as much fun with Azimio.

It's not long until Santana lowers the whole tone of the conversation and it swings to sex, or more specifically sucking men off, she used to do it but she didn't like it, it was a power trip for the man and they rarely reciprocated. Plus it tastes disgusting and she'd always spat.

Lauren thinks it depends on the guy, but mostly she agrees with Santana.

Brittany is just happy and wants another cupcake.

Tina is starting at the roof of our fort and I'm keeping my head down too, it doesn't do me a lot of good as Santana soon asks me if I do that for David, though she put it in much cruder terms, sighing I roll over and smile, "Santana, yes I do that for David, and yes I really enjoy it, I always swallow and he always does something pleasurable for me too. It's fun and never a chore," that shuts her up.

So Tina steps in, "I like doing that for Mike too, he's always so appreciative and so far he's always done something good for me too."

"Guess you gotta find the right man then," Mercedes muses, "That way he'll pay you back and make it fun for you at the same time."

"You thinking of Samikins then?" Santana asks only slightly bitchily.

"No!" Mercedes sits up, "We've only been dating a little while, I'm enjoying the kissing and making out, he's not pushing to go any further so I'm happy." She frowns, "But I don't know what I'll do if he does start pushing."

The general consensus is that the boy will keep pushing until you feel you have to take a step, except for Rachel, Tina and me, Finn is happy doing as he's told, Mike and Tina never pushed they happily took their time and I try and get out of it but Mercedes gives me a pleading look.

"Sorry Mercedes, but I think in our relationship it was always me pushing David and he applied the brakes to things," I start flushing again.

"Really?" She's lifting an eyebrow at me, "You're always so..."

Shaking my head I admit, "'Cedes that boy gets under my skin, into my head and drives me crazy to the point my brain melts and I become a drooling mess, I still have no idea how he manages that, it's so humiliating sometimes. So you'd be better taking Tina's story and just talk to Sam, he's a sweet guy, if you tell him he's pressuring you he'll back off."

Nodding she says, "I will, thanks Kurt."

Clearly Santana wants to know more but she lets them change the subject to date nights, she even admits that Artie is a perfect boyfriend that way, he does his best make sure she can sit next to Britt and hold hands with her.

I hide my smile, it seems Artie has wormed his way into her affections far more than he realises.

We end up in two pillow fights and none of the pillows explode this time and then it's finally time for bed as it's well past midnight and heading for two am. Ah the fun of no parental guidance, we get to chose the when and the where so we sleep in our fort and I just know the girls are going to be boosting and rubbing the boys' noses in this.

Snuggling down between Mercedes and Tina I drift off to sleep after some giggling and the odd tussle over blankets.

And I wake up to find all of them leaning over me and Quinn's saying, "You're right he really does woof in his sleep."

"Sorry," I yawn and rub my eyes, "Habit I guess. What time is it?"

"About eight," Tina is always far too chirpy in the morning and I drag the covers over my head with a groan.

Ambling like zombies into the kitchen I make a variety of breakfasts and I'm eating mine when the front door goes and David sticks his head around the kitchen door.

"Morning babe, ladies," he greets us, "Honey you seen my nice shoes? I forgot to pack them for church."

Putting my breakfast down I greet him with a kiss and then trot to the bedroom to retrieve them for him, "There you go David."

"Thanks, I'll get out of your way now, have fun," and he gives me a hug waves to the girls and leaves.

"Yep he's gay," Lauren eats more of her waffles.

"Of course he's gay," I defend him and then ask, "But what made you say that?"

"Britt's and 'Tana's tops don't cover that much and yet his eyes were glued to you the whole time," she says and points with her fork, "You Hummel have a certain jock right where you want him."

Beaming I pick my plate back up, "Thank you Lauren."

Leaving them to fight for the bathroom I wash and dry up. Then some of us start dismantling our fort and then I let them do the rest as I wash, they've taken most of the hot water so it's a little chilly but I feel much more human now.

And I time my miraculous return just as they've finished tidying up.

Perfect.

Most of them leave except for Rachel, Mercedes and Tina. Enlisting their help I ask them to assist on a project, I want to look a little more manly for my video gaming experience. I might be fabulous but I'm going to be hanging out with a bunch of Neanderthal jocks who think denim is the answer to any and all clothing questions.

Anything with too many sequins is put to one side, but we finally settle on a pair of jeans. They're a dark green, almost black with bright green stitching and a pale green leaf pattern sewn into the sides.

The top turns out to be more problematic. In the end I have a thin long-sleeved white and very form fitting t-shirt, and an old comfy black and somewhat shapeless and sleeveless black top with a few rips in it, I've not had the heart to throw it out and thought it could do for messy DIY jobs that David normally volunteers for.

We've vetoed nearly every idea Rachel's come up with but for my collar we go with her genius thought of wrapping it round my wrist twice, and then I have to give up the scarf as it might be to 'girly' for the fashion challenged morons.

Simple black socks and my black running shoes later I decide to spread out my vanity screen and admire my outfit in the mirrors.

"Ladies, I have to say that this is a success, thank you all very much, even you Rachel," I give them a very theatrical bow.

Falling back onto the bed Tina wants to try out the mirror and she smiles, "One day Mike and I are going to have a mirror like this."

Mercedes and I join her and I smirk, "I already have one, David made it."

"Hmm, not sure it's my kinda thing," Mercedes fiddles with her hair.

Rachel nervously joins us, "I think I side with Mercedes, this isn't my thing either."

"I didn't think it was mine either," I tell them, there's something about David that lets me be free.

"Um Kurt," Rachel says quietly.

"Yes Rachel," I admire the nail art Tina did for me.

"I'm sorry about the other night, I didn't understand," She's flustered and I could be a complete bitch but I take pity on her.

"That's okay Rachel, but next time David says I can't come to the phone he means it, I might be in the bath or something…"

"Or tied up," and Tina giggles.

"Yes," I agree and flush.

"Kurt?" Tina asks.

"Hmm," I'm a little worried, I mean Tina is sweet and nice, but she does have a dark side to her.

"Can I see your real collar?"

Stiffening on the bed I shake my head, "No, sorry Tina, not my call to make," I turn my head, "That's up to David not me."

Mercedes take my hand, she remembers when I wore my collar without David's permission and that I was punished.

So of course that's when David comes home and walks into the bedroom yelling, "Kurt, I'm home," he's pulled his tie off and has his shirt half undone when he spots us all. "Oh, hey. You all okay? Did you have a fun sleepover?"

Getting off the bed I trot over to greet him with a kiss and then go back to lounging on the bed. They all stare at me, "What?" I ask and wonder if I've split my pants or something.

"You always do that," Mercedes says, "You always go over to him when he gets in."

"He's a puppy," David says and rummages in our makeshift wardrobe, "Why wouldn't he greet me when I get home? 'Kay I'm gonna go get changed." And then he stops in his tracks, "Babe, what are you wearing? Why aren't there spangles and shit?"

"I thought I'd blend a bit today," I get up and twirl for him, "See still amazing, and thank you again ladies, I even have a collar on," I hold my wrist up.

He's frowning, "Kurt," he walks over and I drop my head wondering what I've done wrong, he tips my head back up, "Kurt don't, please, just be yourself, if those fuckwits can't accept you then that's their problem, don't change for those idiots."

"Oh he is a keeper!" Mercedes and the others are clearly happy with David's little declaration.

"It's okay David, I just wanted to show them I can be boyish if I want to be, after all you get to see me in sweatpants, or first thing in the morning," I tell him.

"If you're sure," he leans in.

I cuddle into him, "I'm sure, besides I'm wearing the lovely nail art Tina did, it has these nail jewels too," I flap a hand at him.

Picking me up he spins us, "They look awesome and fabulous honey," I get a big sloppy kiss on my cheek as he puts me down.

Tina's phone rings and she answers it, it turns out her mom forgot they have a family thing so she can't stay at Mercedes, which means Tina's a bit stranded as Mercedes' family are all going out and Tina was supposed to go too. Rachel has something with her dads and we try and make alternate plans to get Tina home when David shrugs and says we'll drop her off on our way, it's not that far from Artie's.

Taking that as their cue to leave Mercedes and Rachel are soon gone and David's changing in the bathroom. I'm empting his overnight stuff from his bag and chatting to Tina so it takes a minute to realise she's gone and I can hear her with David.

"…And Kurt said it was up to you," she's saying, she's being extra sweet and nice as I creep up the hall to the kitchen and watch them.

David's giving her a long look and I get a bit distracted as he fold his arms and the fabric of his t-shirt stretches in interesting ways on his arms and chest. "Hmm okay," and then he's walking towards me and I skitter into the bedroom wondering what they were talking about.

Going to our drawer he opens it and I get nervous and then he's taking my collar and lead out to show Tina. She loves it as the collar is leather and black, "Oh I bet you could get a lovely one in red and black," she says and then looks at David, "I thought you said the jingling came from Kurt's collar?"

Silently he hands her the collar decorated with lots of bells, "Oh it so beautiful," she jangles it a few times, and then he gives her one of the leather straps with bells on.

Eyeing me up she turns to David, "Can he wear this one, just before we go, I promise not to tell the others," she hands the first one over.

Indulging her he crooks his finger and I go to his side letting him put the collar and lead on me. He hands it over to her without a word and she beams at him, "Thank you David," gently clucking her tongue and tugging the lead she says, "Come on Kurt."

Baffled I obey her and gracefully fall to my knees crawling after her as she coaxes me out of the bedroom and around the front room, all the way up the hall and into the kitchen. There she gets me my favourite type of cookie, "Thank you Kurt, thank you for letting me do that and trusting me," she breaks the cookie into four and feeds me each piece.

Standing up she offers my lead to David, "I admit I was worried about him when I heard about you, I'm glad I was wrong, please take good care of him, he deserves it. And I fully believe he'll take good care of you and give you all his love."

Taking my lead in his hand he nods, "Thanks, I'll always do my best for him, and I know he'll make me so freaking happy. I'm glad you were wrong too," he leans down and pecks her on her cheek.

"Kurt, up, your collar's coming off," I obey and stand up for him.

It should be awkward but it's not and then we're ready to leave the house, Tina and I telling him all about our night and he's saying, "Hmm," and "uh-huh," and "really," in all the right places.

Dropping Tina off he walks her to her door and helps her with her bags and then we're off to Artie's, we're early so we should beat everyone else there.

"Babe?" David turns to me, "Sorry about the TMI moment in the kitchen before I left last night, but it was the only thing I could think of that could stop her in her tracks and make her behave, that Berry chick is fucking crazy."

It makes sense now he's explained it and I nod, "Okay, but I was embarrassed by what you said master."

"Yeah I noticed, I needed her to be embarrassed and now I can use 'Kurt's tied up' as code for leave him alone from you're craziness," he caresses my face, "I promise to make it up to you honey."

"You're forgiven," I can't stay angry at him. "Ready for video games?" I try and act enthusiastic.

"You are too good to me," is all he says as he gets out of the car, "I love you Kurt, you're the best boyfriend in the world."

"Nope," I reply cheekily, "That's you being the best, though I would accept joint first place," and I skip up to Artie's door ahead of David.

"Deal," he laughs and races after me making me squeal. We make it the door as he scoops me up and we're both laughing, Artie's dad opens the door and David politely asks, "Hi, is Artie home, we're here for the gaming day of the century."


A/N Sorry for any mistakes I've tried to catch them all but I'm only human.