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Chapter 4

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AN: Absolutely no plot in this chapter. ;)

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Sebastian was ravenous for Kurt's mouth all weekend but had to be on his best behavior. Burt may have sort of now given him permission to be a little less on his best behavior, but he wasn't going to push it yet. It didn't matter as the second he stepped foot through the door to his dorm room, Kurt was pulling him down to meet him and his lips.

Sebastian's hands met skin and he groaned as he realized Kurt had not only beat him to the campus but was way ahead of him in other ways too. He pulled his hands away to work on his pants while Kurt dealt with his shirt. His mouth had not left Kurt's until Kurt pulled his shirt up and over his head.

They stumbled to the bed in their haste but were well practiced in the movements and location of everything in the bedroom so they never missed their target. Kurt landed softly on his back as Sebastian's arm wrapped around his waist to help cushion the landing. No space between them so Sebastian's body following his didn't create an awkward thwap or pain.

"I'll never get how you can get out of those pants so quickly and easily." Sebastian's words were directed to Kurt's collar bone as he laved his tongue, teeth and mouth to it. He kicked the pants off his ankles and tried to get his socks to go with them. He managed to get one and he shook his foot to rid it of the pants that clung still. He reached down and finally discarded the other sock, not wanting anything between him and Kurt.

"It's really not that difficult." Kurt carded his fingers through Sebastian's hair and tilted his head back to give him more access, breath reflecting his pleasure as Sebastian took advantage of what was on offer.

"Riiight." Sebastian nipped his pale smooth skin along the column of his neck as punishment for his words. "Try telling me that the next time you're too drunk to deal with it yourself."

"I don't think being drunk would be a factor. I was passed out that time you tried. If I'd been awake, they would have been off, no problem." Kurt teased, wrapping a leg around Sebastian's hips and flipping their positions. They weren't the only boys to have pushed their beds together to create one bigger one. It made it easier to do these kinds of gymnastics than if they were just on a twin-sized mattress.

"Maybe, but then we likely would have had a different headache on our hands." Kurt was not the most coherent when drunk. He tended to ramble nonsense that none but those who had privy to his brain could understand until he explained it down the road, if he remembered. Sebastian loved it. He found non-coherent Kurt so absolutely adorable and the way he reacted whenever someone brought up his ramblings or he remembered them out of the blue were just too precious.

"Mr. Perfect when drunk.." Kurt peppered kisses to Sebastian's face and neck. "You are not." He licked up the column of Sebastian's throat, sliding over his Adam's Apple, causing a shudder to pass through Sebastian's body as it responded hard to that stimuli.

"Mmmh." Sebastian was reduced to sounds with that action and Kurt grinned. His mouth started traveling lower and he did not swat Sebastian's hand away as it buried itself into Kurt's hair. Sebastian was just about the only person allowed to touch his hair at any time. It wasn't just because he always had it perfectly styled, but because it turned him on when it was pulled on and Sebastian knew just how to tug and get him hard.

Sebastian sometimes guided but he never forced Kurt anywhere. Usually he was content to just let Kurt explore his body over and over again, as if each time it revealed something new. Perhaps it did.

Kurt's own body revealed mysteries to him every time he touched or kissed it even if he could tell you exactly what Kurt liked, when, where. It never got old and it was incredibly familiar and never changed and yet seemed to instantaneously without notice.

Like when Kurt suddenly shot up four inches this summer. He definitely hadn't grown over night, but while Sebastian had touched every inch of him, had loved every inch of him, those four inches seemed to appear in front of his eyes.

He'd set about trying to figure exactly where those four inches came from, what changed. He was still trying to reconcile pre-summer Kurt with the Kurt he was now with. Sebastian's own height change had come prior to this part of their relationship. More's the pity, it would have been fun to have had Kurt seek out every inch of his growth spurt. His hadn't been so fast, had been a slow change over the course of a couple of years.

Kurt had complained of pain this summer but not understanding why, he hadn't been doing anything out of the ordinary. He had been curled up with it on rare occasions. It usually was early in the morning or late at night after he'd gone to bed, pulling him from sleep. He usually suffered in silence and thankfully generally only lasted a few moments at a time but there were occasions they lasted a few hours. Sebastian had worried over him, pulled from his own sleep at Kurt's soft snuffles or odd laying position. He'd be curled up, trying to warm and massage his legs rather than be entangled with Sebastian's.

They were rare moments indeed and Sebastian had massaged his legs, run him a warm bath. Sometimes those baths included him once Kurt started feeling better. Sometimes the massages led to more. Sometimes Kurt would just fall back asleep, exhausted by the pain to do much else but breath through it to try and relax.

During the day, nobody was the wiser of what had happened the night before, Jeff never knew. Jeff was also the one to point out Kurt's height change when they went to Coney. He was about to tease Kurt that he was too short to ride the adult rides when he stopped dead, seeing Kurt in front of one of the signs for minimum height requirement.

All of it had made far more sense after that. Kurt started drinking more orange juice and including oranges in his meals. They invested in a heated blanket even though it could have been stifling if not for the wonderful A/C. It made his nights so much better after that and Kurt went back to sleeping the night through, tangled up with his boyfriend.

It was just the way both of them liked it. Since returning to Dalton, they'd kept it up, just in case and if he didn't grow any taller in the next month, they'd just keep it on standby or for really cold nights. Kurt had been ok during the weekend, no growing pains felt as they'd left the blanket at Dalton.

"Did you plug in the blanket?" Sebastian asked and Kurt glanced up at him from his position with his mouth marking a spot into Sebastian's hip.

"Yep." Kurt was determined to make Sebastian forget words, he always succeeded. Both of them had always been big talkers during sex. More often than not, just sounds and random words but they had solved all of the world's problems between the sheets on occasion. Maybe world's problems was too big of a stretch. They usually found understanding to a problem that plagued them during sex, talked through something that they might have otherwise sniped at the other, using jest to try and down play it.

Their concerns about the other throughout the day came loose in their bed. Their night's sleep always began after they sorted everything out, good, bad and ugly and whether or not they had sex had nothing to do with it. This was their place, their sacred ground and they were free to express whatever they needed there.

Sebastian had no more questions or concerns at the moment. He was far more interested in what Kurt's tongue was doing. "Bae,,, Babe." Sebastian groaned and tightened his fingers in Kurt's hair. "I'm not going to make it to the main course if you keep doing that." The weekend had been without more than the blanket and they didn't usually go so long in between. Kurt didn't pull away, he encouraged Sebastian to completion. "Kurrr..." There was just a gurgling noise after the start of Kurt's name and he chuckled, helping Sebastian through it and then easing him back down to awareness.

Sebastian pulled Kurt up to him and just wrapped his arms around the slender body, his head finding the curve of Kurt's neck. He held him tight as he breathed and Kurt pressed a kiss to Sebastian's head the best that he could.

For all of Sebastian's snark and bluntness with the material, especially gay sex, he was at the forefront a cuddler. He liked to hold Kurt or be held even if nothing sexual happened, especially in any bed they shared. It was obvious in all their interactions outside of the bedroom too. They took turns sitting on each other's laps, snuggled together on couches, wrapped himself around Kurt in numerous ways while standing, constantly touching him in some way.

Kurt loved touch and he loved Sebastian's touch but he didn't need it at all times. He felt safe and coddled in Sebastian's arms but if he wasn't there, then there was generally a clear mutual understanding to keep hands off. It may have been born out of Sebastian's close proximity that no one else dared cross that threshold, or it might have been Kurt himself. There were certain touches that were ok, and it also depended on the person and closeness of the relationship. Kurt was usually the one to dictate what was acceptable and what wasn't and Sebastian never contradicted it. If someone crossed Kurt's comfort level, he'd have something to say about it but it was always up to Kurt.

Other than Kurt, Sebastian did not do touch much himself. There wasn't quite the same level of frostiness radiating off of him. He seemed far more open and warm but there was something dangerous about him too, and only a fool would ignore those signs. Kurt didn't dictate what level of touch was appropriate with Sebastian either, he let Sebastian set that bar for others.

Even then, everyone knew there were certain lines that were not crossed, lines they didn't even have to tell them about or not tell them about. There were lines that were just a given, no matter how open they might seem to it.

Thankfully everyone had abided by those lines without incident. No one was in a hurry to see the repercussions to crossing any line laid down for them.

"Hmm..." Sebastian murmured sleepily against Kurt's shoulder, pressing his lips lazily to the flesh there. "I didn't return the favor."

"Thank you for this weekend. I know it wasn't the most comfortable and with everything at the end..."

"None of that was your fault, love." Sebastian didn't bother to move to look up at Kurt. He didn't need to read the sincerity in his eyes, he just knew it was there. "And I would be no where else." He started to move but Kurt grabbed at his still slick shoulders and held him tight against his chest. "We should shower."

"Not yet, we hadn't done this for awhile." Be skin to skin without anything between them but a layer of sweat.

"We were like this on Thursday." Sebastian pointed out and Kurt laughed, caught.

"It just feels like longer." Sebastian nodded his understanding to Kurt's words. It did feel like a lot longer than that. Sebastian's hand drifted down Kurt's chest and ticked along the muscles of his abdomen, rarely seen except when they were like this or he was showing them off by purposefully flexing them. His fingers entangled with different hair in his lazy pursuit before gently running up Kurt's length with idle fingers. Kurt sucked in a sharp breath and Sebastian pressed a kiss to Kurt's shoulder. It was a loose grip, slow, unhurried that switched between his palm and just his fingers, back and forth, tantalizingly slow and soft. It took awhile but Sebastian was in no hurry and he brought Kurt to the edge and back several times before he took him over it.

Kurt's eyes were closed and he buried his face into Sebastian's hair, struggling with each breath as he rode the waves of pleasure. Then he just sagged against Sebastian in return and they laid there, cuddling for a long time before Sebastian found the strength to roll out of bed. "We have to shower before we both get sick."

Dried sweat could be ignored but they were in the chill of the A/C with no blankets to hide beneath as they were all on a chair out of the way. A warm shower was just what they both needed and they always enjoyed cleaning the other boy up.

He stripped the soiled sheet and tossed a replacement onto the bed to deal with later. Kurt glanced back at it, always having trouble with leaving something unfinished and messy. Sebastian distracted him and pulled him into the shower. They could straighten it after they showered and dried off. They'd be even cleaner in order to deal with their clean sheets before sliding into bed. Sebastian always found it to be a win to take priority over Kurt's tidiness disorder. He didn't always win, Kurt always balanced the scales as he made a decision. Sometimes he surprised Sebastian too when even Sebastian thought maybe they should deal with the mess first but Kurt decided their time together or sex was more important and should be done first.

That night, Sebastian slept soundly, all of the weekend washed away with their shower. He slept in one of his favorite positions, his arms around Kurt and Kurt's around him. Sebastian's head was pillowed on Kurt's shoulder and breathed his boyfriend in with every breath as Kurt's head was angled towards his, his temple resting against Sebastian's hair. Their legs tangled up beneath the heated blanket.