Starts earning it's rating here. I still suck at smut, I'm sorry!
Kurt stands outside the Lima Bean looking at Blaine standing in line for coffee with Sebastian and almost faints. He should have seen this coming. It pretty much had to be him didn't it? Blaine had even told him he planned to go to Dalton. So of course he'd run into Sebastian. And of course he'd hit on him. Of course. So now he had to walk in that coffee shop and tell the boy he liked that he was with the boy he liked.
How is this my life? How did I get into this mess?
Taking probably longer than he should have, Kurt finally pulls himself together and adopts his poker face as much as he can. When he steps through the door, Kurt hears Sebastian in the flesh for the first time.
"You're whole bashful schoolboy thing? It's super hot."
Kurt almost swallows his tongue. He can't do this. He can't. He can't walk over there and deal with this. It's not until he hears Sebastian say "It doesn't bother me, if it doesn't bother you." that Kurt snaps out of it. Gathering himself one more time, Kurt walks over.
"Who's really great?"
Kurt isn't even listening as Blaine stumbles through introductions. He doesn't need to listen. He knows this boy way better than he should. Or he thought he did. Seeing him hesitate to even shake his hand, like he was afraid he'd be infected or something, Kurt wants to feel sad. Instead, he's just angry.
He manages to roll out "Pleasure." and wants to slap that smirk right off his face. Is this really what he does? What he's been doing? They've been friends for almost six months. Is this how Sebastian acted in real life that whole time? Stealing boyfriends and sleeping with whoever was handy?
Every time Sebastian speaks, Kurt can't stop himself from staring at him a little too long. He's so different. He's been cocky, sure, but never this... smarmy. Like he's trying way too hard to get Blaine into bed. He's not even hiding his efforts, despite thinking Kurt is his boyfriend.
Kurt knows he's laying it on too thick. He's being equally creepy. Like they're trying to one up each other on who can be the worse choice for Blaine. The slick whore or the clingy virgin.
Hearing Sebastian imply that Kurt isn't sexy is like a physical blow. When he offers to meet them at Scandals, Kurt agrees. Blaine is going to kill him, but he can't pass up the chance to see Sebastian in his natural habitat. When he says "We're in." Kurt notices that his voice had dropped a little and he panics. That was his Eli voice. Luckily Sebastian doesn't notice. He quickly makes an excuse and leaves.
Kurt sits back in his chair, ready for Blaine to start railing at him for agreeing to go to a bar, and drink, with a guy he's trying to resist. Kurt already regrets this.
As Kurt sits at the bar in Scandals, watching Blaine and Sebastian dance, he regrets this idea with every fiber of his being. Why is he here? Every time Sebastian had looked at him, he'd had a thin layer of charm covering dislike. Sebastian hated him. He could tell. He hated everything about him.
When Dave sits next to him, Kurt is shocked. He hadn't seen him since prom. He was glad that David was getting more comfortable with himself. When Dave says "I'm just trying to get through high school."
Kurt responds with, "Preach." Shocked at himself, Kurt turns to Dave. "Sorry. It's been a long week. I'm kind of insanely into that guy dancing with Blaine and no one even knows I know him."
Dave raises an eyebrow. "How does that work?"
Kurt laughs, taking another drink. "God. Don't ask." Before he can think better of it, Kurt blurts out, "Hey, you owe me a favor right?"
Dave snorts into his beer. "Uhh... sure? I guess."
Kurt looks back at Blaine and Sebastian. "Dance with me?" When he doesn't get an answer, Kurt looks back at Dave. "Oh come on. You owe me a dance from prom. I'm collecting. That idiot thinks I'm dating Blaine, so it can't be more than maybe PG-13 but I really need to not sit here all sad at the bar."
Dave raises an eyebrow. "Okay, what do you want me to do?"
Kurt smiles. "Well, here's hoping you really are learning to accept yourself, Yogi. Dance with me, not too close, but try to put your hand on my ass. I'll stop you, the attempt should be enough." David laughs, a little too loudly and Kurt blushes. He reaches over and smacks him on the arm. "Shut up, Yogi!"
Dave just smiles and gets up, holding a hand out to Kurt and asking, "Okay, I owe you. At least a dance and an ass grab." As he's pulling Kurt onto the dance floor, he leans in to mutter, "It's not like grabbing your ass is a hardship, dude."
Kurt blushes but is pulled in somewhat close to Dave, who puts his hands on Kurt's waist. Dave doesn't move much, but that's fine, Kurt just swings his hips back and forth and turns around occasionally. Kurt sees Blaine give him a raised eyebrow but he doesn't stop them. Dave waits until near the end of the song before he attempts to move his hands down.
Kurt is actually so into the music that he forgets he's supposed to stop him for two long seconds. Eventually he snaps back to reality and laughs, grabbing Dave's hand and moving it back up. He leans in, "Sorry! Was a little too into it for a second there."
Dave grins at him, "No problem, Fancy." Then he winks. Kurt giggles.
They are interrupted by Blaine who steps closer, grabbing Kurt's hand and leaning in to whisper in his ear. "We need to go. You're having too much fun and it's pissing him off. Which pulled focus, but I don't want to be around when the jealousy spikes."
Kurt blinks at him, glancing over to see Sebastian still dancing but glaring at the ground. "Um. Sure." Kurt turns back to Dave, "Thanks for the dance, Yogi!"
When Kurt leans in to kiss Dave on the cheek, he smiles at Kurt. "Any time, Fancy."
Laughing again, Kurt leans around Blaine to wave stupidly at Sebastian, "Bye, Sebby!" It's only when Sebastian looks at him, confused that Kurt realizes his mistake. Shit! Too close!
Kurt grabs Blaine, pulling him out of the club.
I really need to stay away from him for awhile.
The next week at school, Kurt is miserable. He has refused to talk to anyone and does nothing but obsess over his campaign. He catches Puck and Blaine both giving him concerned looks. Luckily, Kurt does seem to have scared Sebastian off of Blaine, at least for now. He hasn't signed back on Skype. He can't handle talking to him anymore. The Bas that could make him smile, no matter how shitty his day had been, was gone. Now the only thing left in his place was a smirky asshole that Kurt couldn't think about without picturing him leering at Blaine like he was the hottest thing that ever lived.
When Kurt gets home from school on Friday, he has no plans other than to fling himself into bed and never move again. Those plans are all but destroyed the second he walks through the door of his room. Glaring at the boy sitting on his bed, Kurt snaps out,
"Noah! What the hell do you think you're doing?! Why are you in my room?!"
Puck jumps up, quickly skittering back away from Kurt. "Now, now, Princess! Don't say anything you'll regret. Lover-boy can hear you."
Kurt hisses, "What?! You got on my Skype?! Are fucking kidding me, Noah?!"
Kurt runs over to see Sebastian sitting on his dorm bed, no tie or blazer, and wearing a total poker face. Shit! I'm going to kill him for this!
Turning to Puck with horrified eyes, Kurt asks, "Have you lost your mind?! What the fuck did you tell him?!"
Puck is too busy gaping to answer for a second. "Princess, did you just say 'fuck'?"
"Yes, I did! Now, what the fuck were you thinking?!" Kurt goes to take a step forward.
Puck throws his hands up, trying to signal surrender, "You need to talk to him, dude! It was getting out of hand! You're moping around school like you've lost your reason to live. Did you really think I would let that go forever? Just talk to him!"
Puck doesn't even have the dignity to pretend he isn't running away. He just tucks his head down and runs out, slamming Kurt's bedroom door behind him.
Huffing, Kurt walks over and locks the door before going back to the bed and sitting down.
After a few minutes of awkward silence, Kurt picks up the headset and puts it on. Eventually he says,
"Hi, Bas."
He watches Sebastian swallow before mumbling, "Hey, babe." Kurt wants to smile. It's been a long time since he'd called him 'babe'. He's never really called him Eli, knowing it was fake, so he'd just stopped referring to him at all.
Kurt takes a deep breath before asking, "So, what did the idiot say? I need to know how painful his death needs to be for this."
Seb looks up at the camera, like he's hoping to make eye contact. "He... he told me that you guys didn't sleep together. On Halloween. He said you just got really drunk and passed out in your room. And that's why you didn't sign on again that night or the next night."
Kurt is confused. "Well, that's hardly a secret, Bas. You could have just asked and I'd have told you that. I'd thought it was pretty obvious actually or I would have already told you. Did you really think I would give up my virginity to a friend of mine just because I'm pissed off at you?"
Sebastian grimaced before saying, "Well, I didn't really think you were a virgin. I thought you were just fucking with me. Ya know, to make it worse that you were going to go fuck him. How would I know, right? We've never even met." He sounds bitter about that, actually.
Kurt is really confused now. What the hell is going on? He doesn't know who I am, but he's mad that we've never met? "I didn't think you wanted to meet up. In fact you kind of sneered at me the one time it was brought up."
Sebastian openly gapes at his computer at that. "What?! You were the one who went to great lengths to hide everything about yourself! You won't even let me see your face. You made a fake account with a fake name just so you wouldn't have to tell me who you are. How am I supposed to react?!"
Kurt sputters, "B-but... you didn't tell me you were moving! You didn't say anything about coming to Ohio until it was like, time to leave! You ignored me after I solved the problem with your sister! It was only after my dumb ass sung that you even acknowledged I was there."
"I couldn't tell you I was moving to Ohio! You made me feel like a creeper hiding in your bushes when we first met! The last thing I wanted was to tell you I was moving one state away. I thought you'd block me and stop talking to me! And I wasn't ignoring you! I was on Google maps, trying to figure out how far away Columbus is from different cities in Kentucky. I figured out that if you lived in like, the north or east part of the state we could probably meet up. Assuming you ever trusted me enough. But if you lived in like, Bowling Green, it would take a lot of planning or something." Sebastian spits all this out with no hesitation whatsoever.
Kurt has no idea what to think or feel at this point. This was not the same asshole he'd met at the Lima Bean. Which one was the real Sebastian?
"But... wait... I'm so confused. What did Noah say that got you to admit all of this?"
Seb looks down at his hands, resting in his lap. "He said... that you like me. And that you're all torn up because we aren't talking anymore. That I'd been an asshole and chased you off and that I had to fix it. He said you and he weren't... together. That he had never gotten more than a kiss on the cheek from you. That he wasn't sure anyone had."
Kurt groans. "I'm going to kill him. Jesus. Look, just because I like you doesn't mean anything. I don't expect for you to like me back. I know you wouldn't if we met. You don't know my name or what I look like, and honestly... I don't think that will change. I have... issues. I don't like certain parts of myself much. I'd have to really trust you not to break my heart before I'd agree to meet up. Or consider it hopeless, so I'd have nothing to lose. And Noah is overestimating my pureness. Okay, yes, I am a virgin, which is part of my issues, but I've been kissed by two guys, and both of them thought they liked me at the time, so I'm not that sad. Although, yes, still pretty sad."
Sebastian laughs, "God. You think I don't like you, don't you?" When all he gets is awkward silence, Seb laughs again. "Jesus fucking Christ. And here I thought I was being pathetically obvious and you were just shutting me down the way you were with Noah."
Kurt blinks. What?
"Um... why would I think you like me? Obvious how? I mean... when did you start liking me? The only time your behavior has changed has been in the past few weeks. You got all cold and weird." Kurt is really just confused.
Sebastian laughs harder, looking like he's about to fall out of his seat. "Oh my god. Oh Jesus. You have no idea." Eventually, Seb pulls himself together enough to sit up. "Babe, I've liked you from the start. Ever since the first time we Skyped and you didn't fall at my feet. As flattering as it is when guys think I'm hot, it's kind of nice to not have someone agreeing with me all the time and fawning all over me when I know I'm being an asshole."
Kurt just makes a gurgling noise. That can't be true! Sebastian hates me! When I met him as myself, I did everything but tell him to go fuck himself! Blaine was the one fawning over him and fluttering his eyelashes. What the fuck?!
"I... I don't know what the hell to say at this point. How can you like me? You don't even know me. I could be the ugliest person you've ever seen. I could have a girl's name or warts on my nose. You can't like me if you don't know me."
Sebastian scoffs. "I know you, babe. No, I don't know your face, or your name, but I know you. We've been talking almost every day for six months. I joined my school's show choir just for the off chance to meet you at nationals! I've told you things I don't tell anyone. Shit, you know my sister! You gave her advice on her, please God, non-existent sex life! I know you. One of these days, when you trust me, I'd love to actually meet you face to face and prove it."
"Um... give me a second? I need to process this. I thought I had yet another unrequited crush. Sadly, it happened to me all the time before I met you." Kurt mutters, "Never this strongly though..." and takes off his headset, putting it down and getting up to pace the room.
What do I do? He says he likes me... and that might me true for Eli. He doesn't like Kurt though, so I can't tell him who I am. He looks at me like I'm something he stepped in. But... Eli... he has a chance. It's not much of one, I can't meet up with him, or be honest about all the things I've lied about. All that would do is make him run from me completely. I've missed him.
But... if I do this... if I date him, or whatever he wants to call it, online... he's going to kill me when he finds out it's me. And he will find out. How could he not? Any time with him is better than none, right? Even if it makes him hate me more? … Why am I still pretending I have a choice with this?
After taking off his vest and boots, Kurt walks back to his computer and sits back down. He watches Sebastian chewing his lip as he sits back down. "Um... right... so, I don't know what exactly it is that you're asking for here. I mean... I've told you that I like you. Or, well, Noah did. Damn him. And you've admitted you like me... now what? You don't really seem like the dating type, from what you've told me."
Sebastian sighs. "Normally, I'm not. I'm not really running on regular rules right now, babe. I've never really had a boyfriend before. And definitely not an internet one, but if you're willing to try it, I am too."
Kurt chokes on air for a second before asking, "Um... I would be good with that... but what does that mean exactly? Would we tell people about us? What would we do? How is it different from what we do now?"
He regrets his question as soon as he sees Sebastian smirk at him. "Tell people whatever you want. You could just say you're in a long distance relationship. As for how it's different... You remember the first time we talked on here and you told me to keep my clothes on?" When Kurt audibly swallows, Seb continues, "Hopefully that rule would be revoked sometimes."
Kurt shifts on his bed a little, "Um... wow. Okay... that. Uh... that's really hot. Jesus. But, you know you wouldn't see me... how is that fair?"
Sebastian laughs, "Babe, your voice is hot as hell. It would be awesome if I could see you, or shit, even better, be there with you, but hearing you come? That'd be enough."
After a few seconds of expectant silence, Kurt panics, "Now?!"
Sebastian laughs a little, "That would be fine with me babe, I'm alone. And if you haven't picked up on it, I'm pretty much horny all the time. After hearing you talk about sex? Yeah. Now would be awesome." When he's met with silence, Seb says, "Only if you want to, though! I don't want to pressure you about it. We don't have to do that at all, or at the very least not til you're ready."
Kurt bites his lip, "Um... I'd be fine with doing it now... I guess? My brother won't be home for awhile, his girlfriend is a tyrant, and no one else will be home until dinner."
Sebastian smiles, "Are you sure, babe? I've been taking care of myself alone for months, I can keep doing it for awhile."
Kurt giggles, "Aww. Bit of a late bloomer, huh? You've only only been jerking off for a few months?"
Sebastian laughs, a hand suspiciously dropping below the screen. "Well, I was only counting the times I've thought about you while doing it. Didn't think you'd want to hear about what I did before you came into the picture."
Kurt giggles again. When Seb raises his eyebrow, Kurt attempts to stop. "S-sorry. You said 'before I came into the picture' and I regressed in age."
Sebastian just smiles, looking at the camera, "A dirty joke already? I'm shocked."
Kurt finally gets control of himself. "Sorry. I really don't know what the hell I'm doing. I have, um... touched myself, but I've never talked about it before, or ya know, been listened to."
"Okay, why don't we start out with the old cheesy standbys. What are you wearing, babe?"
"Um... a white button down shirt and black skinny jeans." Kurt tugs at the shirt collar.
Sebastian smirks, "Really? Is that all?"
"Yeah... I took off my outer layers while I was freaking out." Kurt is a little confused, this can't seriously matter, can it?
Apparently so, because Seb asks, "No, I meant what about underwear? That shit is important too, babe. Some would say more important."
"Uh... hope you're not one of them. I'm not wearing any. If it's important, I-" Kurt gets cut off.
"What? Why aren't you wearing underwear?" Sebastian sounds a little stressed.
Kurt shrugs, forgetting for a second that Sebastian can't see him. "You're underestimating how tight my pants are. They would show lines." When he hears Sebastian groan, Kurt watches his left hand move subtly in his lap. "Actually, I'm hardly ever wearing underwear. Even when I'm at home, I prefer loose pants that are easy to put on. And big shirts. I spend all day wearing tight outfits with a lot of layers, at home, I want to be more relaxed."
Kurt realizes he's rambling now, still watching Sebastian's hand moving very slowly. Is he...? Kurt gasps slightly. Oh, he definitely is!
Kurt reaches down to press the heel of his hand to his rapidly filling hard-on. Oh god. I have to take these off before that becomes a much bigger problem.
Kurt stands up, thankful for the headset's long cord and hoping Sebastian won't hear how much he's moving. When he wiggles himself out of his jeans, he peels them off his feet. Standing back up, he notices that his shirt, now untucked, barely covers his ass. Muttering, "Oh, that's embarrassing." Kurt dives back into bed, covering himself with a sheet.
Sebastian is now clearly rubbing himself, although he hasn't taken off his clothes or anything. At Kurt's muttering, he says, "What's embarrassing?"
Kurt fidgeted, "Um... when I took off my jeans, I didn't realize how short my shirt was. Had to climb under the sheet. Thank god my door has a lock." Sebastian makes a strangled groan and Kurt looks to the screen, seeing Seb with his eyes closed and an exasperated look on his face. "Bas? Hun, you okay?"
"I'm not really sure. So now you're in bed, and the only thing you're wearing is a white button down shirt?"
"Yeah."
Sebastian finally opens his eyes and looks at the camera. "If you send me a picture, I'll take off my clothes. You can even pick what all you show."
Kurt bites his lip. He doesn't really have body issues... it's more a face issue. He's thin, but Sebastian knows that, he'd sent him a picture before. When he looks up and he sees Sebastian has leaned back enough to show himself palming his dick, Kurt says, "Deal. You get undressed while I take the picture." I'm a teenage boy, sue me.
Kurt debates for a quick second before unbuttoning his shirt and pushing the sleeves up, but leaving it on. He then sits back against the headboard and grabs his phone. Leaning back on his pillows, Kurt takes a picture of his chest, showing a pale strip of flawless skin, with the hand not taking the picture holding his erection loosely.
After checking the picture closely to make sure it's well done, he posts it on imgur before finally looking back at the screen. When he does, he sees Sebastian has already taken off his clothes and is leaning backward on his bed, a little further back than he was before. Kurt thinks that Sebastian is showing great trust in showing both his cock and his face at the same time. He also thinks it's a little stupid, as he screencaps it. Not that he would ever show anyone, but frankly, Kurt doesn't know how long he has until this whole thing goes toes up, and he'll need something to masturbate to.
When Kurt sends the link to Sebastian, he's a little nervous, but more excited. He runs his hand slowly up and down himself while he waits on Seb's reaction. It's obvious when he clicks it, as Seb suddenly moans a little and grabs his cock more firmly.
Kurt licks his lips, asking, "So, fair trade?"
Sebastian laughs, slightly hysterically, "Goddamn, babe. More than I hoped for. Jesus. I'm so fucking hard right now."
Kurt giggles slightly, "Oh, trust me, I see that. Can't look away from it, actually."
Seb whimpers quietly, "God, I wish you were here."
Kurt tightens his hand around his dick, pulling slowly, "Me too. I want to kiss you." Looking over Sebastian's body on clear display, Kurt adds, "All of you."
"Guh. Damn, babe. Thought you were a blushing virgin with only a couple kisses in your spank bank?"
Kurt laughs, "Well, sure. Technically. Just because I've never done it before doesn't mean I wouldn't give anything to do it now. And for the record, those kisses are not what I think about when I'm doing this."
"Really? What do you think about?" Sebastian's question is husky and slightly strained.
Kurt can't look away from the screen, watching as Seb runs a hand over his own chest, pinching his nipple and flicking it lightly before moving to the other one.
Kurt moans, "Um... sorry, having trouble thinking of anything but what I'm seeing at the moment. If it's any consolation, I won't be thinking of anything other than this from now on. Possibly ever."
Sebastian smiles, using his other hand to rub the pad of his thumb against the head of his dick, still slowly moving his hand up and down. Kurt quietly moans again, "God, I want to touch you. There's so many things I want to do, watching you all laid out like that."
"Yeah? Tell me. What would you do if you were with me right now?" Sebastian traces his hand down his chest, the path eventually ending with him squeezing his balls gently while he continues to work his length with the other.
Kurt bites his lip, groaning slightly before saying, "I'd crawl between your legs and kiss my way from your mouth, down your chest. I'd lick and suck my way down your abs and nip at your belly button while my hands mapped out your cock, memorizing the way it feels and the shape of it. Then I'd lean down and see how much of it I could suck in my mouth at once. I've always wondered how sensitive my gag reflex is. I'd pull back enough to just suck on the head of your dick. God, I want to know what you taste like."
Kurt really has no idea where all that came from but he's so turned on now that he feels like he's going to explode if he doesn't do more soon. Sebastian had moved his hand quicker, grunting quietly as he listened to Kurt moaning out what he wants to do to him.
As quietly as he can, Kurt leans over to his nightstand and grabs his bottle of lube. Pouring some out on his fingers, Kurt leans back again and runs his hand down to his entrance. Breath hitching slightly, Kurt continues to watch Sebastian as he jerks himself off. At a slight gasp from Kurt, Seb asks, "Babe, you okay?"
Kurt just moans a little, still trying to relax and let the ache fade from putting two fingers in right away. Eventually he says, "Y-yeah. I'm good. Jesus, Bas. I want you in me." Kurt starts to thrust his fingers slightly, twisting them and spreading them a little, trying to get them deeper inside of him. When Kurt finally works his fingers in enough to curl them slightly and press against his prostate, he shouts. "Fuck! God, Bas!"
Sebastian finally seems to catch on, "Oh-oh my god. Babe... are... are you fingering yourself?"
Kurt whines a little before whimpering out, "Yeah. God, Bas. I want to feel you inside me so fucking bad. Stupid virginity is over-rated, want you here, fucking me. Want to feel you pressing me against the bed, or hell, a table, the floor, a door, I'm really not picky at this point. I just really want you pushing in and out of me, nailing me right he-here with your cock."
As Kurt starts to get close, he resumes pumping his dick with his other hand, still whimpering and gasping as he rubs his prostate. Kurt has barely managed to keep his eyes open at times but he can't seem to take his eyes off of Sebastian, who after almost swallowing his own tongue, doubled his speed on his own cock, listening to his boyfriend moan while working his own fingers in and out of his hole. Suddenly, Kurt calls out, "Bas! I'm- Guh!" and comes all over his own hand.
Kurt watches, barely coherent, as Sebastian stiffens and grunts out, "Jesus fuck, babe... ungh!" and comes on his chest, slowly milking himself.
Kurt reaches over for tissues, quickly cleaning himself up before saying, "Um... be right back." and going into the bathroom to wash his hands.
When he comes back out, Kurt grabs a pair of pajama pants and goes to sit back down, putting his headset back on. Sebastian had pulled his boxers back on and was still sitting on his bed, but he screen was aimed up, more toward his face. Kurt doesn't know what to say now, he's actually really embarrassed. He's going to kill me when he finds out who I am...
Seb just coughs, before mumbling out, "So... that happened."
Kurt laughs quietly. "Yes. Yes, it did."
Looking slightly nervous, Sebastian asks, "Do you regret doing it?"
Kurt only has to think about it for two seconds. "Not at all."
That night, Kurt lays in bed wondering how he's going to survive it when Sebastian finds out the truth. He knows better than to hope for it to go well. He's seen the way Sebastian acts around him... he knows that the most he can hope for is to not be punched in the face before Seb runs away and never speaks to him again.
I guess I should just enjoy our time as much as I can, while I can. But god... I want to tell him. I want to be able to kiss him, touch him. Tell people that he's mine. Kurt scoffs at himself. Actually, I have no idea what he's like in real life... at this point he's just a pretty picture on a screen. I can't picture the boy I've met acting at all like the boy I know online.
Sighing, Kurt rolls over and tries to sleep. There's nothing he can do but wait for this to all blow up in his face and try to survive when it does.