Author's Note: I'm very pleased with the response I've gotten. Here's the next chapter (And the last one I already have written up, be patient) I hope you enjoy it.
Disclaimer. Glee isn't mine.
Kurt wiped down the table that a stupid teenager had spilled coffee on, he hated winter breaks. He went to the cash register as he heard the little bell jingle, he was the only one working, Lisa had a doctors appointment that she just couldn't miss. "What can I get you today?"
Kurt looked up to see a pair of slightly familiar green eyes. "Porcelain?"
Kurt's eyes about popped out of his, shit this was the guy from the party a while back, the guy that tipped him a hundred dollars. "Shut up. Don't say that name outside of the bar."
Sebastian nodded, shifting on his feet, "Get me a caramel mocha with a chocolate chip scone?"
Kurt did as asked, taking the money and refusing to keep the ten dollar tip, what kind of guy had the money to tip ten dollars on coffee? Sebastian sipped the drink, "Hmm best so far."
Kurt lifted an eyebrow but shook his head he didn't want to know. When Sebastian finally sat down so did Kurt, pulling out a book he had to read for class. "So what do I call you?"
Kurt closed the book with a snap. "You don't call me anything."
Sebastian frowned, "Babe, its rude not to know my baristas name. I'll be here everyday this week."
"Why?" Kurt asked, his head turning to the man, he didn't like mixing his day job with his night job. He wasn't going to allow it.
Sebastian shrugged, "The coffee. I made a promise to myself to find a good coffee shop so every week I go to a different for my morning brew."
"You can't just go to the closest Starbucks?"
Sebastian laughed, "Babe, Starbucks is everywhere all over the world. I want to taste New York."
Kurt smiled slightly at the thought, he used to think like that, before the world showed how cruel it could get. "Well if that's the case, right here is the most New York can offer."
Sebastian grinned, "Thanks. I'll be back tomorrow."
True to Sebastian's words he was back every day of the week, now it was Christmas eve and Kurt was busy fluttering about, cleaning up messes around lobby area, insisting Lisa was fine working the register while he did everything else for her. "Lisa you aren't coming in tomorrow, I can deal the crazy rush. You are to visit your sister and her husband and dote over your great niece and nephew."
"I couldn't possibly leave you to handle a Christmas rush alone."
"But you will because I'm not taking no for an answer. Patty will be in at four and I can leave than okay?"
Lisa pouted, "I thought I was the boss."
"You are." Kurt patted her hand with a slight smile, "Now let me get back to making coffees."
"Kurt, a peppermint latte."
Kurt made it, then turned to hand it to, oh it was Sebastian. "Hello again babe."
Kurt gave a polite nod, "Stop calling me that."
"Fine sweetheart, you work tonight? I wanted you to hit the bar with me." Sebastian said calmly, waggling his eyebrows.
"Yes I always work. Now shoo. I'm busy."
Sebastian took a seat where he could still watch Kurt and pulled a book out of his bag. Two hours later, and three different drinks Lisa nudged him. "Honey he's watching you he likes you. Go talk."
"We're busy." A lie. The only customer in the store was Sebastian. But it wasn't fair that he could get away with watching him. It unnerved Kurt.
"Its your break time and I demand you go talk or else you go home. Your choice dear."
"Fine." Sometimes Lisa knew just what to say to get him to do what she wanted.
She smiled, handing him a two more mochas and a bag, "Go eat lunch with him."
Kurt glared at her for a moment before going to stand in front of Sebastian. "Kurt."
Sebastian looked up, humor obvious in his face, "No babe, my name's Sebastian."
Kurt rolled his eyes, "Mine's Kurt and my boss is demanding I eat lunch with you since you keep watching me."
Sebastian's smirk grew as Kurt passed him a mocha and sandwich. They started talking, ignoring the fact that they met at untamed, "I'm telling you, Kiera Knightly has gotten a boob job!"
"Why are you even looking at boobs Sebastian! You're gay, boobs should hold no interest for you!" Kurt retorted.
"God that's besides the point. Come see it with me." Sebastian asked, "You can bring a couple friends, I'll bring a few, and we can go see it before hitting a bar."
Kurt stiffened before standing, this was a bad idea, "I don't do bars. And I don't drink."
"You don't… How can you not-" Sebastian stopped when Kurt turned away, "KURT!"
"I've got to get back to work. It was a pleasure to talk."
That night Kurt sighed getting dressed in his normal outfit and pulling his new coat on. He hated holiday bar-goers. Kurt deposited his stuff in his locker, before going to the bar. "J, what do you need from me tonight? A pole or the floor?"
J looked over at him. "The floor if you don't mind, you seem to handle grabby hands better than most."
Kurt nodded, floor meant more money. He needed the money. He gave his body a little shake, putting his mental walls in place so if people got grabby he knew how to react. "No problem."
"Want a shot to loosen you?" J and Greg rarely asked the dancers if they need a drink, but Kurt was a special case, always has been with them. Kurt looked at the alcohol, a needy look appearing in his eyes.
"No. I'll be back in about an hour, have my water ready."
Kurt made his way out to the crowd, dancing made the guys get hot and bothered and go for drinks, and he had the customary symbol for untamed on his pants so they knew it wasn't offensive to slip him tips. He danced his way through guys, always sending them winks when they muttered they needed a drink, he knew he was good at his job. He turned when his ass was grabbed, it was a middle aged balding man.
"All you had to do was ask for a dance sexy." Kurt said, teasing clear in his voice as he started rubbing up against the man, bile raising in his mouth when he felt the man's hardness. He swallowed it down and danced with him until the song was over, ignoring his grabby hands as he found someone else to dance with before going to the bar. "J. I'm begging for a shot."
J poured him one, holding it slightly out of his grasp. "One. That's it Porcelain."
Kurt downed it, sighing a bit, "Water?"
Just as he opened it a guy appeared to his left, "Hey Porcelain."
Kurt turned, it was Sebastian, of course it was. "May I help you?"
"Dance with me?" Sebastian asked. Kurt put his water down, teasingly leading Sebastian from the bar. Sebastian kept a small distance between them as they moved to the music, Kurt frowning slightly. "I wanted to warn you that Blaine is here, and is hellbent on seeing you again. I think he's developed a slight crush."
"Seeing me again?" Kurt cocked an eyebrow, there was no seeing.
"Dancing with you again." Sebastian corrected.
Kurt shrugged, "So? That's my job in case you forget."
"I didn't mean that, its just, Blaine is a sensitive soul. I don't want his hopes getting up."
Kurt shook his head, pulling away from Sebastian and going towards another guy who's been watching him, he knew talking to the man was a mistake and he was paying for the mistake now. Finally Blaine had found his way to Kurt and Kurt clung to him as he danced, grinding seductively against him, "Hey hot stuff."
Blaine blushed, biting down on his lip, "You look good tonight."
Kurt smirked, "You look ravishingly sweetie, if only I wasn't on the clock right now. You want to know what I'd do?" Blaine nodded, trying to keep his groin and obvious erection off of Kurt, and failing miserably. "I'll take you somewhere secluded and slowly strip off your clothes, licking you all over before sinking my mouth over your cock, taking all of it in." Kurt leaned forward, licking Blaine's ear, "I'll let you fuck my mouth as hard as you want until you cum down my throat."
Blaine was as red as a tomato when him and Kurt split apart, "That sounds… lovely."
Kurt winked before going off to his next victim.
Kurt sighed as he slumped against the counter, the Christmas rush was terrible early in the morning and then around three between then it was pretty easy. "Kurt, can I get a peppermint mocha?"
Kurt glared at Sebastian making the coffee, "Isn't your week up yet?"
"I've decided this is it. This is New York's best Café." Sebastian smiled, tossing a five in the tip jar. "So, Blaine told me about last night, it really isn't wise for you to lead him on."
Kurt checked the store making sure it was empty, "I wasn't leading him on! I was doing my job. He was the one that came to the club knowing I get paid for that. So shut up."
Sebastian held his hands up, "Sorry its just Blaine falls fast and hard, this one time he serenaded a guy he only met twice, declaring it was true love."
Kurt shrugged, "That's his problem. Mine on the other hand is getting the money for rent and everything else I need to survive. So I'm sorry if you think my dancing is a problem, but I don't give a flying rats ass."
Sebastian surprised Kurt by laughing. "You've got spunk. I like it. So whats your plans for the night?"
"Sorry Sebastian, no Christmas sex for you." Kurt said, crossing his arms.
"Kurt, I'm not always all about sex." Sebastian tilted his head, "So are you working or..."
"Yeah, I've got two hours tonight. And you?"
Sebastian shrugged, "I'm actually supposed to be picking up a few things. But I don't want to. So I decided to stop for coffee instead."
"Well enjoy." Kurt turned back to clean the pot out, sighing when he heard the little bell jingle. "How may I help you?"
Kurt was surprised to see it was Blaine, but Sebastian rolled his eyes, "Blaine, I said I'll get the stuff, but its cold out."
"So you run into a coffee shop?" Blaine asked. "Fine, one coffee, and we're leaving."
Blaine turned to counter, finally, noticing that it was Kurt and dropped his jaw, "Hi I um.. Mocha?"
"Coming right up. That'll be on your friend, if you're okay with that." Kurt said, tossing Sebastian a glare.
"Perfect, I thought you worked at-" Sebastian tossed a hand over Blaine's mouth.
"Second job you idiot. Go sit." Sebastian demanded turning to Kurt to buy the coffee, "I'm sorry, I thought it would take him longer to find me. I know you like your jobs separate."
"The harms done. You keep him quiet, please. I'd rather not have Lisa figure out my second job." Kurt asked.
"Fine. Mums the word. But you have to do a favor for me."
"What?" Kurt asked, he wasn't sleeping with him, no matter how appealing the thought might be.
"Come to our place for supper? Its Christmas, you shouldn't spend it alone with sweaty guys."
Kurt rolled his eyes, "Fine, give me your number I'll see you then."
Sebastian put his number in Kurt's phone and tilted his head, "What time do you work tonight?"
"I start at nine. I'll be there for your dinner. Now take your friend and leave."
Kurt looked at his phone when he got home, it was already five, he'll shoot Sebastian a text and if he doesn't get a response in five minutes he'll make himself a sandwich. Hopefully he didn't get a response, he didn't want to do anything but make a quick sandwich and sleep until his shift at Untamed. But luck wasn't on his side as Sebastian started calling him.
"Hello?"
"Here's my address, you can take a cab, it'll be on me. I'll see you in about twenty." Sebastian rattled of an address and Kurt committed it to memory.
"Want me to bring the wine?"
"That'll be lovely." Sebastian said, then let out a cuss word, "I'll be waiting with your cab-fare, see you then."
Kurt turned to his alcohol cabinet, examining the contents. He bought the majority of it when Burt passed, but once he got the dancing job and J and Greg laid down some strict rules he kept away from it. He grabbed a wine bottle and pulled on his coat, ready to hail down a taxi.
When Kurt got in he shivered slightly, why was it so cold out, before giving the address. Kurt watched the man who was driving he didn't seem to mind working on a holiday, he guessed that was good, being away from family on holidays to work had to be painful. "We're here sir."
"Right, there's my friend he's paying." Kurt said, he wasn't stupid enough to get out without telling the cabbie, the second his door was opened Sebastian was there, helping him out and handing the cab driver enough money to cover the trip and then some.
"Come on, supper is officially done." Sebastian led Kurt to an elevator and then examined him, "Maybe I should warn you, Blaine lives with me. We split rent."
Kurt groaned. "Can we just... act like I'm not a stripper for one night."
"Hey don't sell yourself short." Sebastian opened the door to his apartment, "Its dancing, not like you have sell your body for sex, or have sex with random strangers, you actually turned me down."
"Yes, I did. And I'll turn you down every time you offer." Kurt smiled when they entered the small kitchen, "Here Blaine, I bought wine, its the good stuff but I'm afraid its not cold."
Blaine took it with a smile. "Ah this will go great with dessert thank you... I suppose you have another name besides Porcelain?"
Kurt reddened, "Yes, its Kurt, sorry I bet this is awkward, I'll just take my leave now."
Sebastian caught him around the waist. "No you don't. We made turkey and homemade mac n cheese and rolls and please join us."
"Fine."
They sat, Blaine serving them and quickly they were all in an easy conversation. Kurt was smiling more than he had since his father died, he felt more alive than he had in years and it was a joyful feeling. Sebastian watched Kurt closely, he wanted to figure him out, he wanted to know what made him tick, what made him laugh, why he seemed to have a certain sadness about him.
"-he actually did it. I mean we were drunk. But he streaked from our dorms to the girls dorms, and back again, in January!" Blaine exclaimed, making Kurt bust out laughing at the mental image.
Sebastian tossed a piece of turkey at Blaine, "You betted me a grand I wouldn't do it, I had to prove you wrong."
Kurt snorted, "Well with the way you toss money around I wouldn't say you need the grand."
"Oh I don't. But if someone bets me something I have to prove their asses wrong."
Kurt smirked leaning forward, pushing his plate away, "Okay. I bet you can't spend the rest of the night without making a single innuendo."
"And if I do? I'm not taking your money, so forget about that." Sebastian said, shrugging when Blaine looked at him.
"What are you wanting than?"
Sebastian bit his lip, "How about you two go to the living room and I'll think about it"
"So Kurt, what are you going to school for?"
"Musical theatre. My last year."
"Nice, I bet you have a great voice. And you're fit, so you'd have no trouble dancing to anything. Have you done any auditions yet?"
Kurt shook his head, "Once I'm done with college I will, right now I hardly have the time, when I'm not at the coffee shop or club I'm at the library trying to study and do my assignments. Or at home trying to gather some sleep."
Sebastian slumped between the two on the couch, "So I thought about it. If I last an entire night without anymore innuendos than I want a lap dance, that lasts a whole song, and for you to come back here for dinner five times."
"And if you make innuendos?" Kurt asked, sure he was going to win.
"I'll give you a grand." Sebastian said flatly, he was no idiot, he could tell Kurt needed extra money, and being a trust fund baby he had the money to spare.
"Deal."
Sebastian smiled, he was going to win. "So when do you have to leave?"
"By eight, I wanted to get there early and glitterize myself. I get big bucks when I sparkle."
Author's Note. So what did you think? I think this chapter was needed, I didn't want the main setting to be Untamed or the coffee shop (Which isn't named yet shush) so I introduce you to Seb's and Blaine's apartment.
Now for those who don't know I respond to reviews and I'm going to do that now okay? Okay (like you've any choice in the matter?)
melissamaier902 Thanks, I feel that, while he has to have some redeeming qualities, that he has to stay a bit... Jerky? But that's only because that's his shield that he hides behind, Blaine has dapperness, Kurt has his snark, and Bach has his jerkiness. (grant gust is so yum. Anyone who thinks otherwise is wrong).
Mylisa77 Thank you dear, hey no giving up on our boys got that? But yes I love Kurtbastian, something about the way they grind each others gears is hot, like I always thought Kurt needed someone that can match his snark word for word.
Mandifda1315 Babe play nice with Seb. (off the record I'm smirking because I knew you'd semi-like it.)
gleekfreak211 I know, I think that's what appealed me to this plot, it seems so many people write stripper!Kurt for klaine, but I haven't seen enough stripper!Kurt for Kurtbastian and it seemed as if it'll be fun to do, so I'm doing it.
Anon as you wish.
Gleek10660 My thoughts exactly. Thank you.
Eb012203 Thanks dear.
SincerelyYourSecret Thank you, I try to start fics out interesting that way people can get hooked from the beginning (its because I only give fics a two chapter rule, if I'm not hooked by than I stop.)