Kurt lugged the television in last, pulling it through the door before sitting down on the floor, out of breath. The sink, he'd thought, would have been heaviest. Not the television. He was wrong. His bank statement read nearly $5,000 after a week of sleep sex and he figured it was time to splurge a little, which meant renovating his crappy apartment.
He hadn't realized he'd be doing it alone as Adam was out doing who knows what with who know whom. Kurt licked his lips, his back slowly hitting the carpet behind him and he kicked the door shut before removing his shoes, legs spread as he stared at his new flat screen.
"You are going to be my baby." He said softly, caressing the speakers with his foot and grinned. "My little sex baby." He giggled and sighed, pulling himself up into a sitting position. Kurt crawled to the wall, unboxing everything and plugging it in before setting everything up in the living room. He sighed, knowing he'd have to unplug it all later when he decided to paint but for now, this worked as he turned Pandora on and clicked through stations to start assembling his new sink and redecorating the bedroom and spare room. He smiled as Beggin' from Madcon came on and he kicked his jeans off into the laundry hamper.
He pulled on his sweats and let his hips swing with the rhythm, 'oohing' at the right bits as he danced across his house, happy he was alone. He opened the fridge, grabbing a Peace Tea and popping the tab, loving the sound of the drink pop before letting the liquid slide down his hip. He turned off the water in the apartment before working on the sinc. Two hours later and an accidental wrench-to-the-thumb he sat on the bathroom counter, running the water through the new drain, wiping sweat off his forehead.
"Now that's a sight for sore eyes." Adam said from the doorway, a joint in his mouth. Kurt rolled his eyes but grinned, spreading his legs as Adam claimed the spot between them with his hips. Kurt took the pot from his lips and wrapped his arms around the male, pressing a kiss to his lips. "Hey baby." He grinned and leaned back, eyes watching the man before feeling hands slide to his ass.
"Oh… Baby…" He grinned and let Adam lift him up. He flicked the joint into the trash and nodded. "Fuck me. Now." He growled and Adam did just that, fucking Kurt into the marble slate counter, Kurt's shouts of delicious delirium pissing off the upstairs and downstairs neighbours simultaneously.
"So… Where did the money for all these fancy appliances come from?" Adam asked, retrieving the joint despite Kurt's 'ew' face. Kurt pulled his sweats back up and rinsed his face off with water from his new sink and smiled, licking his lips.
"I saved. I saved a lot." He said and moved past him. "Don't worry about it, your drug fund is fine." He said and stretched, moving to the living room, beginning to push the furniture to the middle so he could set up for painting.
"...Why don't I believe you, Kurt?" Adam asked, following.
"Because you have trust issues? Just go watch porn or something or do something useful like helping me." Adam grabbed a beer from the fridge and rose an eyebrow as he looked at the paint cans, scoffing.
"Or how about I not and say I did?" Kurt let out a groan and flipped him off before unplugging the television and scooching it away from the wall and stared at Adam.
"Then go… Okay? Just let me do my thing while you go do yours!"
Adam opened his wallet, even though they both knew nothing would be inside and Kurt went to the counter, pulling out a fifty. "Go." He said, pointing to the door after handing the money to him. Adam kissed his cheek with a grin, snatching the bill from his hand.
"Thanks babe." Adam replied, the blonde walking out, beer in hand.
Kurt prayed he got pulled over with a hefty bail for getting out. He stirred the paint and looked at the stick in his hand before throwing it at the fridge, splattering it a mint green. "ASSHOLE!" He shouted and slid down onto a chair at the small kitchen table, running a hand through his hair, tinting it with a strip of green paint. That was the least of his worries.