Author's Note: Once again, sorry for the delay in updating. I hope the chapter itself makes up for the delay. If nothing else, it's the longest chapter, by far. It also happens to be the last last chapter.
Warnings: Smut, kinky stuff, and a little bit of harsh language
Disclaimer: Still owning nothing here
Chapter 5: Versace
Dave was taken aback by Kurt suddenly kissing him, but quickly began to kiss Kurt back. Their tongues wrestled with one another, exploring each other's mouths. A few seconds later, Kurt broke the kiss, stepping back, aghast.
"I'm so incredibly sorry, Dave," Kurt muttered, panic setting in.
"For what?"
"I just kissed you, Dave. I did exactly what I was upset with you for."
Dave couldn't help but laugh. "Kurt, calm down. Let's review a few things quickly. First of all, the kiss you just laid on me? So not the same as what happened in high school. I forced myself on you when you were in no way interested. You pushed me away and I went in for another kiss anyway. And, in case you happened to miss it, I just kissed you back. It was a nice kiss, a really nice kiss."
Kurt felt his heart return to normal speed. He knew Dave was right, and was becoming frustrated with himself that he kept freaking out in the face of anything sexual.
"So," Dave continued. "I think there's two options we have right now. I can ask you to leave because, if I'm being honest, that kiss really turned me on. I don't wanna be rude, but I want to take care of this." His eyes went down to the obvious bulge in his pants. "Option two is we can take this to the bedroom. Looking at you, if it's humanly possible, your pants are even tighter than usual." Dave laughed as Kurt's eyes went down to his own bulge that had formed in his pants.
Kurt stood, frozen in his spot. Yes, he initiated the kiss, but it was a sudden move. He wasn't thinking about actually doing anything with Dave. However, he knew that part of him wanted to say yes, but he just didn't know how to answer Dave's direct question.
Dave couldn't help but notice the frightened look in Kurt's eyes. He grinned, moving towards the couch. "Come here," Dave said, sitting down on the couch. Kurt came and sat down as Dave continued. "I realize that the options I just gave you didn't leave much in between. How about this? If you want to leave, I'm OK with that. I still am gonna go take care of this because the kiss really was hot. And I may fantasize about some of the things that we could do together. However, if any part of you wants to stay here, we can talk about it. We can discuss the details of what we want, and don't want, to do. If we do this, I promise you, Kurt, we won't do anything that you don't want to do. If at any point you want to stop, we will. I wanna ask, though, what's on your mind right now?"
Kurt exhaled, not realizing that he was holding his breath the entire time Dave was talking. "First off, thank you, Dave. Yeah, I was not expecting those two options. If I'm being perfectly honest with you, there is nothing logically telling me to say no. I never thought I'd say this, but I really do trust you. And, as you already pointed out, that kiss was hot. And I'd be lying if I said that the idea of you tying me up wasn't getting me even more turned on right now."
"I sense a 'but' coming on."
"But," Kurt added, "I have some concerns."
"OK, Kurt. Shoot."
"First, while I think I want this, I'm not looking for a relationship with you. Are you sure there are no lingering feelings?"
Dave just nodded. "Fair question. I'm not going to sit here and tell you that the idea of tying you, and specifically you, up isn't an added bonus. Yeah, as I told you, I thought I had real feelings for you. But, I'm not looking for a relationship with you either. In all honesty, if we were going to start anything, I'd wanna get to know you as the person you are now. Obviously, there's a lot I don't know about you. I just wanna have some fun, if you're up to it. Any other concerns?"
"Ugh, this is so frustrating," Kurt sighed. " As much as there's no reason I can think of to say no, part of me is saying no. There's just something gnawing at me, like this is wrong."
"I get it, Kurt. Remember what I said, though. Sex can be fun. If we are two consenting adults, this can be great. And, like I said, there doesn't even have to be a whole lotta sex. Even though you're gonna be the one tied up, you will still have the control."
"Wow," Kurt mumbled. "I never thought about it that way. Part of my reluctance is my puritanical view of sex. But, I think that another part of it is that I am worried that I would lose all sense of control. As much as I like the idea of giving up control, I think I've been too scared that I'll lose it too much, like with Cody. But, maybe it is the best thing that it's with someone I know. You know, I think I'm gonna say yes."
Kurt began to stand to go to the bedroom, but Dave put his arm out to stop him. "Whoa there, buddy, sit back down." When Kurt looked at him confused, Dave reminded him, "We still need to talk about things. I'm happy to see you're excited, and I'm certainly ready to go, but we need to discuss some important matters, boundaries, etc."
Kurt nodded in agreement. "Yeah, that makes sense. What type of boundaries do we need to set?"
"OK, let's start with a safe word. Since you're going to be the one that's tied up, I want you to be comfortable with the word; after all, you're the one that needs to remember it. So, what do you want the safe word to be?"
Kurt took a few seconds, deeply contemplating what he wanted the word to be. "Versace," he stated.
"Versace? Oooo-kay." Dave let out a laugh. "There's the Kurt I know. But, that's only the first thing. Obviously, I'm gonna tie you up. I like to be aggressive, at least verbally. You have the safe word if it becomes too much, but what do you think you'll be OK with? Do you wanna role-play? I know you said that didn't really work out well for you the last time, but . . ."
"This isn't the same thing," Kurt interrupted, smiling, understanding what Dave was just talking about. "I appreciate you walking me through this, Dave." His voice got a little quieter as he said, "I think you being aggressive is hot."
Dave grinned sheepishly. "Cool," he said. "I have an idea, but I'm not sure you'll go for it. I know I was a complete jerk to you in high school, but I mean, we could do something like that." Dave put his head down, seemingly ashamed of bringing up the idea. "I don't want to give you PTSD or anything." He saw Kurt put his head down. "Shit, Kurt, I'm sorry. We don't have to do that."
Kurt raised his head, and he had a small smile on his face. "Don't worry about it. I feel like an ass for actually finding that hot. One favor, though. Please don't call me a fag."
"Not a problem," Dave assured. "That word is really not in my vocabulary anymore. I never use it when I fool around with a guy. Or at all, really." Dave laughed again. "I can't believe how much the idea of us kinda being our high school selves is turning me on. One last thing we have to discuss, and this is the big one. We are doing this because it's something that turns us both on. I'm fucking leaking here already. How far do you wanna go sexually?"
"No intercourse," Kurt said very quickly.
"Agreed," Dave assured. " What about my hands and my mouth? Any parts you don't want me touching?"
"D-do you think that we can just see how it goes? We already agree on no intercourse. I'm not sure I want a blowjob, but I guess that what 'Versace' is for. A-and some of the toys you talked about a while ago sounded interesting." Kurt couldn't help but blush after saying that aloud.
"Awesome!" Dave exclaimed. "I forgot one more thing. When you're gagged, if you need to stop, snap your fingers, or, if you can, say 'Versace' through the gag. Any last questions?"
"Ummm, yeah, I have one," Kurt replied, sounding somewhat unsure. "Can you kiss me one more time before we get started?"
"Oh, fuck yes," Dave crashed his mouth against Kurt's, kissing much more passionately than when Kurt kissed him. Without breaking their kiss, Dave picked Kurt up, bringing him to the bedroom. Dave threw Kurt onto the bed. He removed his shirt before going in for another kiss, driving his tongue into Kurt's mouth. While reciprocating the kiss, Kurt removed his shirt. Dave pushed him back down onto the bed.
"Fuck you, Hummel. You're making me do this."
"Get the fuck off of me, Karofsky!" Kurt yelled, pushing Dave off of him. He realized that Dave was getting into character, so he wanted to as well. "Stay away from me, you Neanderthal." Kurt got off the bed, walking towards the door. Dave grabbed him, wrapping one arm around Kurt's waist.
"What the fuck, Dave! Let me go. Let me . . . mmmppphhh." Dave slapped his other hand over Kurt's mouth.
"Shhhhh, fancy," Dave whispered into Kurt's ear. "I think it's time to teach you a lesson." Dave threw Kurt facedown onto the bed. Before Kurt could even react, Dave was pulling Kurt's arms behind his back. He held Kurt down and reached for his handcuffs on the desk. In a matter of seconds, Kurt's wrists were secured tightly behind his back.
"Karof – Dave, you don't have to do this. Just let me go, and I won't say anything to anyone. We'll act as if nothing happened." Kurt couldn't believe how unbelievably turned on he was just from being cuffed and hearing Dave's taunts.
Dave stood back and watched Kurt try unsuccessfully to get out of his restraints. Dave removed his shoes, socks, and pants, leaving himself only in his boxers. A clear wet spot could already be seen. He went back over to the bed and flipped Kurt over.
"Dave, please," Kurt pleaded. "This has gone on far enough."
Dave sat on top of Kurt, slapping his hand over Kurt's mouth once again. All Kurt could do was struggle and whimper through Dave's hand, begging to be let go. "You need something put in that mouth to keep you quiet?" Dave asked, rubbing his free hand over his bulging shorts. Kurt shook his head no. "Maybe later," Dave laughed. He shifted his body so that he was sitting next to Kurt, legs stretched out near Kurt's face.
Grinning menacingly, Dave pressed his bare foot up to Kurt's face. "Lick it," Dave commanded, thrusting his foot forward.
"Fuck no, Karofsky," Kurt screamed. "You are a fucking freak."
"Now!" Dave demanded, forcing his toes into Kurt's mouth. Kurt gagged from the force, but eventually began sucking on Dave's big toe. "Mmmmmmmmm," Dave moaned, rubbing himself over his boxers. He took his toe out of Kurt's mouth, pressing his sole over Kurt's mouth. "Lick it now!" Kurt did so, running his tongue all over Dave's foot, getting in between each of Dave's toes. "Fuck, Hummel, you're good at this. Now do the other." Dave pushed his other foot into Kurt's face. Kurt worked over Dave's foot without hesitation. He had never licked someone's foot before, but was surprised that he didn't hate it. In fact, he kind of liked it. Suddenly, he felt his shoes and socks being removed. He next felt a warmness over his toes, realizing they were in Dave's mouth. Holy hell, he thought, as Dave ran his tongue over Kurt's soles. It tickled a little, but also felt incredible.
"Holy fucking shit," Kurt mumbled, the bulge in his pants becoming increasingly more and more uncomfortable. Dave just laughed. "My little foot bitch likes his feet played with, does he? Maybe I'll have to remember that." He stood up, bent down, and removed Kurt's belt. He then unbuttoned Kurt's pants and slid them down Kurt's legs. Once Kurt was left in just his boxers, Dave crawled back up to Kurt, planting his lips messily over Kurt's.
"Versace," Kurt said, wincing in pain. Dave immediately stopped and pulled Kurt up into the sitting position. "You OK?"
"Yeah, sorry," Kurt apologized. "My hands are being crushed behind my back here. When you leaned into me, it kinda hurt."
"Kurt, never apologize for needing to stop it. I'm gonna get back into character, but I'll take care of it." Dave winked, which Kurt found reassuring.
Dave put Kurt down gently before going into his closet. He came out carrying a handful of neckties. "Turn over," Dave said, the authority back in his voice. Kurt quickly did as he was told, turning onto his stomach. Dave undid the cuffs, tossing them back onto his desk. "Don't even think of moving, Hummel. Do not make this more difficult on yourself." Dave flipped Kurt back over. He walked up towards Kurt and grabbed one of his arms. Taking one of his neckties, Dave tied one end to Kurt's wrist and fastened the other to the headboard, above Kurt's head. He did the same to Kurt's other arm. Walking back down to the end of the bed, Dave reached down to pull Kurt's boxers off.
"Dave, don't. Please don't"
"Jesus, Hummel, you can't just shut the fuck up, can you?" Dave pulled out a roll of duct tape, grinning. "This right here," Dave sneered, ripping a piece off, "this will shut you up." He plastered the tape over Kurt's lips before Kurt could say a word. Kurt moaned through the tape, trying to get his hand free. Dave put his face right up to Kurt's. "Just lay back and enjoy," Dave laughed. He licked Kurt's taped lips, and could tell Kurt was trying to kiss him, even with the gag.
"You kinky little fucker," Dave said, breaking character slightly.
Dave stood up and, for the first time, took an honest look at Kurt's body. "You know, Hummel, I'm impressed. Who would've thought that you would turn out to have a smoking bod? And, fuck, impressive cock there. You'd have thought not much could fit into those pants." He stood at Kurt's face, stretching his body. He removed his boxers and continued stretching, purposefully pushing his hard dick against Kurt's taped mouth.
Dave smirked, approaching Kurt again. He ran his hand over Kurt's chest, squeezing Kurt's nipples. Kurt began snapping his fingers and tried speaking from under the tape.
"Versace?" Dave asked. Kurt nodded, so Dave gently removed the tape from his lips.
"That really fucking hurt," Kurt said, but was smiling. "Not so hard, please."
Dave just smiled, clamping his hand back down over Kurt's mouth. "No more talk from you. I will keep the gag off so long as you only speak when I ask you a question." Kurt just nodded in agreement. Dave went back to work on Kurt's nipple, sucking on it and flicking it with his tongue. Kurt moaned underneath Dave's hand.
"Can't you fucking listen, bitch?" Dave yelled. "No noise. I tell you again, you get gagged again. Understand?" Kurt, again, just shook his head yes. Dave went to the other end of the bed and kneeled down. "I want more of those feet." He pushed Kurt's feet together and inhaled the scent. He then ran his tongue over both of Kurt's soles at a rapid pace.
"Fuck, that feels incredible," Kurt muttered. Dave sighed, standing up. He glared at Kurt and shook his head.
"You just can't seem to listen . . . and I'm tired of hearing your fucking voice."
Kurt saw Dave grab a bandanna, tying a knot in the middle. As he approached, Kurt begged, "Dave, please. I'll be quiet. I promise. Please."
"Too fucking late. You had your chance, and you can't keep that damn mouth of yours shut. No surprise there. Should've done this years ago." He forced the knotted section of the bandanna into Kurt's mouth, tightly tying it behind his head.
"Mmmppphhh" was the only noise Kurt could make.
Dave moaned, gently rubbing his own nipple. "Finally, a sound coming out of your mouth I can tolerate." He was really enjoying watching Kurt struggle. He tied Kurt tight enough to where he knew he wouldn't be able to get out easily. He could see Kurt getting a little irritated, but wasn't sure if it was part of the act. Either way, it was turning him on immensely.
Dave lay back down, but this time, he was over Kurt. Kurt's eyes rolled back a little as Dave pressed himself against Kurt, their erections rubbing against one another, Dave's precum getting onto Kurt. Dave leaned in, kissing what little part of Kurt's lips were still able to be felt over the gag. Kurt found himself gyrating his hips, grinding against Dave, moaning loudly. Dave switched positions so that he was now facing Kurt's feet. He gently cupped Kurt's balls with a hand, massaging them, focusing the pressure underneath Kurt's balls.
Kurt felt like he was in ecstasy. He wasn't sure his dick had ever throbbed this hard before. The rubbing was driving him out of control. He just kept involuntarily moaning into his gag. He wasn't even sure if he could form words had he not been gagged.
"Quiet!" Dave commanded again, using his toes to push the knot a little further into Kurt's mouth. Kurt was surprised to find himself trying to fight through the gag to suck on Dave's toes. Maybe, like Dave, he was developing a foot fetish himself. He realized he was getting more turned on by the scent of Dave's feet.
"Fuck, Hummel, I could sit here all day and watch you enjoy me massaging you. But, I think it's time to get some toys." Kurt nodded eagerly, causing Dave to laugh as he got up and went into his closet. He came out carrying a few things in his hands. He placed a few items on the desk, but brought a thin, black object over to the bed. He switched a button on, and the object began to shake.
"Vibrating wand," Dave said. "You want this used on you, Hummel?"
Kurt nodded his head, but Dave demanded an answer. "What was that?"
Kurt could only get out a muffled yes. "I'm sorry," Dave sneered. "I can't understand you. Yes, what?"
"Yes, sir," Kurt said, muffled.
"I'm disappointed, Kurt. I though you would've known how to answer without having to be told. I think you need to be punished."
Kurt's eyes went wide as he yelled through the gag. "Sorry, bitch, but rules are rules," Dave sneered nastily. "Oh, I didn't tell you punishments would be involved? Well . . . too fucking bad." Dave walked to Kurt's feet and wrapped his arm around Kurt's ankles. Turning the wand back on, Dave rubbed it over Kurt's soles. Instantaneously, Kurt began laughing through his gag. He didn't realize just how ticklish he was. His body was jerking, trying to fight out of Dave's grip, anything to stop the tickling.
"Damn, Kurt, I didn't realize you were this ticklish," Dave said. He thought he heard Kurt say "me too" from under his gag. Dave kept the wand on for a few more seconds before turning it off. Kurt settled back down, relieved as all hell that the tickling stopped. Trying to control his breathing, Kurt wasn't focused on what Dave was doing. Dave grabbed another item from his desk. "You mind being blindfolded?" Kurt shook his head no, he didn't mind. Dave placed the blindfold over Kurt's eyes. Kurt thought he'd be freaked out, not being able to see or talk. But, because he trusted Dave, it was actually really hot to not know what was happening next. That feeling, though, quickly dissipated when he felt Dave's fingers pressing into his sides, causing the fits of laughter to begin again. He was yelling stop through is gag, but Dave kept going. Kurt wanted to use the safe word, but knew it wasn't anything painful, so he let Dave keep going. Luckily, Dave stopped before Kurt changed his mind.
He wasn't sure if it was adding on the blindfold, but something inside of Dave clicked. Kurt was willing to go places Dave didn't think he would. They had already established the use of the safe word, and he had immediately stopped whenever Kurt had used it. He decided to throw some caution to the wind and began being a little more sexually aggressive. He climbed on top of Kurt again and began to kiss all over Kurt's body. He ran his tongue over the line that now showed definition on Kurt's abs. He once again took each of Kurt's nipples in his mouth, flicking each one gently with his tongue before sucking them in and releasing them from his mouth with a tiny popping sound. Dave nuzzled Kurt's neck tenderly, then began to nibble on one of Kurt's ears. To the surprise of both, this elicited a big reaction from Kurt, who moaned loudly through the gag.
At this point, Kurt's hips were bucking. His senses were going into overdrive. Every touch sparked electricity. When he added in the fact that he didn't know what was coming next, the excitement was almost palpable. He certainly never thought this was going to happen when he woke up this morning, but he was beyond happy that it was. He especially enjoyed that after Dave nibbled on his ear (who knew it was that sensitive, he thought), he whispered dirty things into Kurt's ear, calling him a bitch, telling him he asked for this, and reminding Kurt that he could do anything he wanted. In that moment, Kurt started to feel freer. He was beginning to realize that what he was doing was almost like playing a role in a show. He's consenting to this, and he knows Dave is a good, caring person. Kurt almost sighed, happy knowing that he was OK with taking a submissive role in any aspect of life. It doesn't make him any less of a person, and Dave isn't forcing him there, like in high school. And while he agreed with his dad that sex should be with someone important, it's OK to have fun as well. This allowed Kurt to truly enjoy the experience, even more than he already was.
While thinking this, Kurt didn't realize Dave was no longer on top of him. He stopped moving, hoping he could hear where Dave was. It was fun trying to figure out what was coming next. Suddenly, he heard a familiar buzzing noise. He knew Dave had started up the wand again. Kurt was dreading the idea of being tickled again. A muffled plea not to tickle him escaped Kurt's mouth.
"Ha," Dave laughed. "Just for that, I should tickle you. You know I'm the one in charge, right?"
Again, a muffled "yes, sir" came out of Kurt's mouth.
"Good boy," Dave said fiendishly. "I have other ideas in mind." Kurt suddenly felt a vibrating sensation against the tip of his penis. If the blindfold wasn't on, Dave would've seen Kurt's eyes nearly bug out of his head. The sensation was slowly moving down his shaft. It was then moved quickly up, then back, then slowly up again. Kurt was writhing, but not in pain or discomfort; his body couldn't handle how amazing the sensation was. He felt the precum dripping out as the wand was moved to his balls. It was moved all over before settling in the same spot Dave was massaging earlier. Kurt was basically yelling into his gag at this point. The yelling became a whimpering. Embarrassingly, he started drooling, so turned on. His mind was asking to get off, but he wasn't sure he'd be able to verbalize that to Dave.
Again, had the blindfold been removed, Kurt would have seen Dave begin to slowly stroke himself as he moved the wand up and down. He eventually had to stop, as the look of Kurt having so much enjoyment and the sounds he was making was putting Dave very close to the edge, and he was damned if he was going to get off before Kurt did. He walked up to Kurt, planting a soft kiss onto his gagged lips. His hand traveled down, slowly playing with the tip of Kurt's dripping cock.
Slowly, Dave removed the blindfold. The look in Kurt's eyes was magical, as if he couldn't believe how incredible everything around him was. Dave certainly could understand that feeling. He looked at Kurt directly in the eyes. He wanted to be menacing, but he also wanted to show care, considering what he was going to ask next.
"Listen, Hummel," Dave said, trying not to sound unsure of himself. "I'm going to remove the gag and ask you a question. You are only allowed to answer. You try anything else, gag goes back in, and I may just leave you like this for a while before I decide whether or not I'm going to let you go at all. Deal?" Kurt nodded his head vigorously.
"I only want your answer, and I don't want you to feel pressured to say yes." Kurt swallowed, a little nervous because that statement made him realize he had no clue what Dave was going to ask him. The bandanna was untied from Kurt's mouth.
"Can I take you in my mouth?" Dave asked, his eyes drifting back to Kurt's erection.
"Yes, sir," Kurt responded. Dave was taken aback at the response, both that he got a yes and that he actually answered in character.
"I'm gonna actually call Versace for a second, Kurt," Dave responded, sitting back. "Like I said, I don't want you to feel like you have to say yes to this. If you want, I can untie you and you can get off."
"No," Kurt stated with certainty. "This has been incredible. I want you to get me off. And, I'm OK with a blowjob."
Dave's smile lit up the room. "Done," he said. "But I'm probably not gonna suck you to completion. I'd ask you if that's OK, but I don't care." Kurt almost smiled, seeing Dave back into character.
He slid down the bed until his face was right at Kurt's cock. He flicked the top with his tongue over Kurt's head. He licked up and down the shaft, just as he had moved the wand earlier. He even took Kurt's balls into his mouth. Finally, he engulfed Kurt, taking him all the way in, sucking up and down slowly. His hands began massaging Kurt again as he sucked. He was surprised to not hear Kurt say anything, but then he realized that Kurt's mouth was already too busy to respond. Dave hadn't realized that while he was blowing Kurt, his foot was near Kurt's mouth. Kurt, without provocation, began running his tongue up and down Dave's foot, taking his toes into his mouth.
"Fuck yeah, Hummel," Dave moaned. "You catch on quickly, boy." Kurt just responded with a moan and Dave went back at Kurt.
"Fuck, Dave, I'm close, I'm really close," Kurt whimpered. Dave got up and laid back down the other way, facing Kurt. He grasped Kurt in one hand, pumping away. He took his other hand and placed it over Kurt's mouth, silencing his moans. Kurt whimpered into Dave's hand, ready to explode. Finally, he shot his load everywhere. It hit his stomach and his chest. Some of it even shot onto Dave's headboard. He thought he was never going to stop shooting.
"Yeah, Kurt, fucking shoot," Dave said, releasing everything Kurt had inside of him. It was a beautiful sight. He saw Kurt's body come to rest.
"Fuck, you hit my headboard," Dave laughed, almost incredulously. He was definitely not expecting that. "Um, don't get too comfortable. We aren't done yet, Hummel. If you think you are the only one getting off, you are sorely mistaking. Since you like my feet so much, keep going."
Kurt hungrily took Dave's feet into his mouth, this time adding the nibbling of Dave's heels to the toe sucking and sole licking. Dave just kept repeating "fuck yes" as he stroked himself. He knew it wouldn't take long. He sat up and shot his load all over Kurt's chest. He removed his foot from Kurt's mouth and caught his own breath.
"Holy fucking hell," Dave said, untying Kurt's ankles. Kurt moved them, making sure he had circulation. Dave then freed Kurt's wrists. Kurt hadn't realized how much feeling he had lost until he tried to move them. Dave rubbed Kurt's arms, helping to get some of the blood flowing again. "That was crazy fucking hot, Kurt. I didn't even get to the fleshlight or cock ring."
"You know, Dave," Kurt sighed. "I think this might be the start of a great friendship. But, can I shower now? Some things about me haven't changed, and I'm sticky. I feel disgusting."
Dave laughed, helping Kurt up and giving him a towel.
Epilogue (I didn't feel like posting this as a separate chapter):
Kurt and Dave continued "playing" for the rest of the semester. The never went beyond oral sex, and even that was rarely part of what they did. There were times they switched roles, and Kurt took the dominant position, Dave the submissive. Both found that to be equally as hot, and Kurt actually thought it was somewhat cathartic to get back at his former bully. He especially enjoyed getting Dave back with the tickling, learning that Dave was even more ticklish than he was. They always made sure to talk about things both before and after they fooled around.
Both were also very happy that their conversations included that fact that neither of them seemed to be falling for the other. Around the third time they did anything, both had expressed fear that one of them was going to develop feelings. But, as of yet, it hadn't been the case. They did hang out with one another in public. Kurt even had invited Dave over for dinner a few times with himself and Rachel. Rachel obviously had no clue about their extracurricular activities, and both Kurt and Dave agreed that no one had to know. They never so much as even kissed outside of their role-playing, having no inclination to do so. A fraternal hug to greet one another and say goodbye was the most contact they had. It was an arrangement that worked out for both of them.
Neither Kurt nor Dave spent much more time on the website where they first began talking. They liked playing around with one another, and while Kurt was certainly more open with the things that were happening with his sexuality, he felt a comfort and trust with Dave that he wasn't sure he would find with someone with whom he had no history. For Dave, he still met up with a few people every now and then, but wasn't really searching for new "buddies," explaining to Kurt that it wasn't going to control his life, and that he had other people and a life to attend to.
Both were allowed to have their own lives, including sex lives. Kurt's life didn't really change much in that aspect. Dave still had his occasional fun, sometimes with guys from campus, or doing more with people from the website than he would with Kurt. And, while he liked trying Kurt up, if he found a guy who was into feet, he was all over that. Kurt and Dave talked whenever Dave had been with someone, if for nothing else, because they were friends. And, if anything the two of them did together was sexual (oral sex included), Dave made sure Kurt was aware that he was safe and clean. They agreed that if either started into a committed relationship, they'd discuss everything then.
Once the semester ended, Dave went back to Ohio for the summer. Kurt knew he'd be back to visit, but decided he'd spend most of the time in New York. On the day Dave left, he and Kurt went out for lunch. Kurt came home to find an empty apartment. He sat back, reliving the past year, unable to believe that this had been his first year in New York. He couldn't wait to see what the future brought!
Thank you for everyone who took the time out to read this story. A special thanks, as well, to those who reviewed or favorited/followed the story. I wanted to say a couple things. One, I'm sad that Glee is over. While the quality of the show definitely altered throughout the series, it was always a pleasure to watch. I'm especially sad because, as I said at the end of the last chapter, the show really regained a spark in season 6 (in my opinion). The new characters were great, and I would've loved to see how they developed.
Soapbox moment: As I said at the very beginning of this story, I wanted it to be an exploration of sexuality (and smut, of course). Sex is both extremely simple and really fucking complicated. There's no right way of doing it. And sexual interests run the gamut. I hope that anyone who has any type of sexual interest (so long as it is safe/legal and everyone involved consents) finds pleasure in what they like. I think sex can be to connect with someone in a way that is incredible. I also think it can be dirty, kinky fun. No shame!
I am contemplating doing another story in this setting. It would involve a third person (either Blaine or Sebastian). I'm debating because I don't know if I have enough. I know the gist of what I'd want the story to be, but I'm not sure I know (at least yet) how I'd make the smutty parts different than in this story. I am open to suggestions about other story ideas (no promises, though, that I could follow through). Obviously, I love my kinky stuff (mostly into bondage and feet, as you can tell from this story), and I'd incorporate other characters outside of the Klaine/Karofsky group if I can make what I would hope is a good story. I'm definitely open to ideas that don't involve kink either. The only thing I'm not sure I'd be any good at is the light and fluffy stuff. Not really my thing. If not kinky/sexy, I like drama, hurt, comfort, etc.
Again, thank you, everyone!