Title: What Kurt Wants future!Fic AU after Season 2 Kurt, Blaine, and Dave are the same year.
Pairing: Klainofsky, established Klaine
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Sex, drugs, threesome
Much love to my darling beta Jarrad.
What about his life constantly made him revolve around Kurt Hummel? In what former life did he piss off some grand entity that determined he should continually spin slowly around Hummel and all of the light that shimmered off him. Sometimes Dave wanted to just cut off that stream of emotions that flooded him each time Kurt's pale beautiful face came into view.
Dave's position at the bar gave him the perfect view of Kurt and Blaine. Yes he knew eyebrow's name, how could he not? The guy was primary in Kurt's life. Back when Dave had escorted Kurt to classes he'd been privy to overhear the boy's name on Kurt's lips as he chatted with his on the phone. He'd been invisible against the onslaught of Blaine on Kurt's world. Dave figured there was some cosmic justice in that. He'd held Kurt's attention before Blaine did... even if it had been his anger and rage that commanded Kurt's attention. Dave put the beer to his lips, taking a long drag. If only that attention hadn't been fear.
Suddenly that taste of beer was taken from his tongue and the cool glass snatched straight from his hand. Dave looked down to find dark brown eyes glaring at him as a large Adam's Apple bobbed, emptying his drink. Once the bottle was drained the former warbler slammed it down on the bar counter. "You have been watching my boyfriend."
Dave's arched eyebrow raised. If he didn't know better he'd think the diminutive former warbler was challenging him. Why? "And you've been dancing with him. You got a problem?"
"Kurt's mine. Keep your damned eyes off him."
"Oh yeah? Whatcha going to do if I don't?" Now Dave had years of meditation, therapy, and time to control his more aggressive tendencies. He'd learned plenty about himself. He still likes a good fight and he was still highly competitive.
"My name is Blaine Archibald Anderson, heir to the largest pharmaceutical company in the US. I will make you disappear." Looked like he'd found a kindred soul in Blaine.
"And that means shit to me?"
A smile pulled over Blaine's face. All of the perfect dapper image slid away, leaving an expression that chilled Dave's blood and tented his pants. Fuck he'd always though Bland was pretty derpy. He was always singing with those stupid overdone expressions back in the senior year of high school. He'd never imagined that man could be so... commanding.
"Good to see you understand. I have a man to show a good time. Farewell Mr. Karofsky."
Dave's eyes followed Blaine as he weaved through the crowd. No force in the world have ever been able to take his eyes from Kurt... until now. That challenge, the audacity all rolled together in the dense and compact form of Blaine Anderson suddenly had all of his attention.
