I realized I forgot a couple of warnings. Remember, if these are triggers for you, please do NOT read any further. There is no reason to ruin your own reading experience by reading something that is upsetting. Warnings: extremely rough sex, Secondary character death (not Klaine or Sebastian). I think that's it. It is funny to see the reaction to Sebastian. I think you either love or hate the guy, there really doesn't seem to be a whole lot of middle ground. LOL. Well, let's see what happens next…

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Kurt lay in bed, contemplating his life. He'd just spent almost a year alone and yet here he was, two weeks into summer and he had a boyfriend. It was different than it had been with Blaine. They had bonded over things they had in common and a deep respect and love for each other. With Sebastian, it was like they had to disagree on everything because it made it that much more fun to argue. And the passion, that fiery burn between them was something Kurt had never felt.

He got butterflies in his stomach at the thought of telling his friends and family about Sebastian. He knew they wouldn't understand just how much Seb had changed. Especially Blaine. The history between the three of them was muddled as it was, with Seb having wanted Blaine so bad in high school. But he wouldn't keep it from them. They deserved to know that Kurt was happy.

The next morning, he texted his dad, Finn, and Blaine to see when it would be a good time to do a conference call. Kurt figured it would be easier to do that then call all of them individually. They all agreed that an hour from then would be good, though it was the middle of the night for Blaine. Kurt made some coffee and curled up a cushioned chair he kept near the window. Pulling his phone from his pocket, he shot off a text to Sebastian.

Kurt: Good morning. Big call going out in an hour.

Sebastian: Morning! What do you mean?

Kurt: Telling Dad, Blaine, Finn about us.

Sebastian: Why?

Kurt stared at his phone. Why? Why wouldn't he tell them?

Kurt: Did you not want anyone to know that we are boyfriends?

Sebastian: No, that's fine. I just know they won't be too happy with the news. I don't want you to get upset by anything they might have to say.

Kurt: It'll be fine. They love me and will support me in any choice I make.

Sebastian: I hope so. Just remember I'm here for you even if they aren't.

Kurt: Ok, talk to you soon.

Sebastian: Good luck.

Kurt stared out the window. Why would Seb automatically think that his family wouldn't be receptive to the news? Yeah, he was nervous that they might freak at first, but once they realized Kurt was happy, they would be too. Wouldn't they?

The next hour was spent with Kurt even more nervous about his family's reaction. He determined that if they couldn't accept him being with Seb, than they just didn't need to discuss it.

Once the four of them were on the phone and everyone had greeted each other, Burt brought the conversation into focus. Kurt grinned at the skills his dad had acquired being a Congressman.

"Kurt, you called this little meeting, what's up, buddy?"

"Well, I have some news for you guys. I know you've all been after me because I haven't been getting out much. But, uh, I kinda met someone. Well, re-met someone I guess I should say and we've decided to be a couple," Kurt announced.

"Kurt, that's wonderful," Blaine exclaimed, a smile evident in his voice.

"Good for you, bro," Finn said.

"Who is this guy?" Burt wanted to know, always a protective father.

"Well, like I said, we re-met because we haven't seen each other since high school. He's like a completely different person. We have so much fun together," Kurt hedged, feeling more and more worried.

"And this person is?" Burt said, his voice getting an edge to it.

"Come on, Kurt, you know we'll support you," Blaine said quietly.

"It's, uh, Sebastian Smythe actually," Kurt said, his voice higher pitched than normal due to his nerves.

There was silence for a good thirty seconds before the voices on the other lines exploded.

"Smythe? That asshole who tried to break you and Blaine up?" Burt was growling.

"The guy who tried to blind me?" Blaine was exclaiming.

"That ass hat? Are you an idiot?" Finn was yelling.

"Hold on, guys," Kurt said, his stomach sinking. "If you'll please remember what I said, he has changed. He went through counseling and he's even on meds to help him with his anger issues." Seb had made it sound like he only took meds occasionally, but it had come out later that he was too embarrassed to admit he had to take the pills daily to help. Kurt supported him and told him he was proud that Seb was being responsible about his own health.

"Medication? You're dating someone who needs to be on meds because of anger issues?" Burt was still growling. "I gotta say, Kurt, I'm not too happy about this."

"Yeah, Kurt, Sebastian is a very manipulative person," Blaine said reasonably. "I want you to be happy, but I'm concerned."

"I'm gonna fly over there and kick his ass just for good measure," Finn said more to himself than to Kurt.

"Please, guys, just listen, okay? Please?" Kurt paused until they all agreed. "Now, Sebastian aside, do you trust me? Do you trust my ability to make good decisions for myself?"

"I guess," Burt grumbled.

"Yeah, but," Blaine started.

"No buts, Blaine. Do you trust me or not?" Kurt insisted.

"I trust you, but not him," Finn said quickly.

"Yes, I trust you," Blaine said.

"Then you can all trust me to know that the man I am seeing is different from the juvenile delinquent that he was in high school. You can trust that I did not give him a chance just for the hell of it, but I saw something in him that was good, was different. He makes me feel good about myself," Kurt said, hoping they would all really hear him.

"Kurt, you know I want you to be happy, you deserve it. I've said all year that you've spent too much time alone. I'm glad that you aren't lonely anymore, but I cannot be happy that you are with Sebastian. He is not good for you or good enough for you. I'm sorry, Kurt, I can't support you in this," Blaine said sadly. "I've gotta go."

They all heard the beep signaling that Blaine had hung up. Kurt put his head in his hands. "Okay, let's do this, then. Who else can't be supportive?"

"I'll support you, Kurt. But if he even looks at you funny, you call me and I'll grab Puck and we'll come kick his ass. We'll even hunt down Santana and see if she has any more razors stuck in her hair," Finn said with a chuckle. "I gotta go, though, I have a class to get to. Love you Kurt, love you, Dad," he said and hung up. Kurt still thrilled at hearing Finn calling Burt Dad. It had happened the first time just prior to graduation and Burt had teared up and hugged Finn tightly. Since then, nobody made mention of it, but it made everyone happy. They were a true family.

"Kurt, son, I know you make good decisions. To be honest, though, I'm nervous about this. If he has such bad anger issues he has to be on meds, what happens if he stops taking them? What will happen to you?" Burt said.

"Dad, he isn't going to stop taking the meds, there is no reason why he would. He really likes me and I really like him. I don't feel so lonely and we bark at each other and insult each other and laugh about it. It's refreshing. I care about him, Dad," Kurt said quietly. "Please. I need to know you will support me in this."

"Of course I'll support you. I always will in any situation, but that doesn't mean I'll stop worrying. It comes with the job description of being a parent. So, yes, I support you and I hope you can continue to be happy. But I want to meet this new and improved Sebastian when your mother and I come to visit at the end of summer," Burt said firmly.

Kurt smiled. "Not a problem. I love you, Dad. Give Mom a hug for me," he said. Burt agreed and they hung up.

Kurt headed to the shower to get ready for the day. He didn't have class until the afternoon so he and Seb would be meeting for coffee as they did nearly every morning. As he was washing his hair, he realized there were tears streaming down his face. It bothered him more than he was willing to admit that Blaine couldn't support his choice. They had remained best friends over this last year and Blaine's respect and opinion meant more to him than anyone's except his dad's. Now, knowing he would be starting a relationship that his best friend couldn't agree with made his heart ache. The ache reminded him of when they'd first split up and before they'd been able to become friends again. It was a lonely ache, that little part of his heart that still belonged to Blaine was hurting.

But he cared for Seb and he was ready to give the relationship the chance it deserved, the chance he wanted to give it. Hopefully Blaine would come around. He hoped.

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Sebastian approached him hesitantly at Coffee Stains, his usual coffee in his hand.

"How'd it go?" he asked.

"Pretty good," Kurt said with a smile, wondering if Seb would catch the lie.

"Well, that's good to hear," Seb said with a relieved grin.

Kurt's face fell. Sebastian hadn't caught the obvious lie or noticed the red ring around his eyes. Mentally he shook himself. They'd only been seeing each other two weeks, he couldn't expect Seb to read his mind yet.

"It wasn't all good," Kurt said, taking a sip of coffee.

"What do you mean?" Seb asked, his eyebrows mashing together.

"I mean, not everyone was wild about the idea. Finn was supportive. Dad was okay with things, though he wants to meet you when he comes to visit. Blaine, on the other hand," Kurt said, his voice fading.

"What about Blaine?" Sebastian asked, his eyes narrowed.

"Blaine isn't quite ready to forgive and forget about what happened last year. He's just worried about me is all," Kurt said.

"Yeah well, I guess Blaine just doesn't need a place in your life than, does he?" Sebastian bit out, his eyes flashing.

Kurt froze. "What do you mean by that?"

"I mean just what I said. If he can't support us than you don't need him in your life. Come on, Kurt, I care about you so damn much it scares me. There is nothing I'd ever do to hurt you. I'd be more worried about you having the potential to hurt me," Sebastian said quietly.

Kurt reached over and took his hand. "Seb, come on, you don't have anything to worry about. I care for you, too," he said reassuringly. He hated the haunted, sad look in Seb's beautiful green eyes.

"Then you won't let somebody else tear us apart?" Sebastian asked, his eyes wide and vulnerable.

"Of course not," Kurt found himself promising. "It's all about you and me."

"Promise?" Sebastian asked.

"I promise," Kurt assured him.

It wasn't until later that he realized Sebastian had implied that he didn't want Kurt to have anymore contact with Blaine. He refused to believe that Seb expected it to be a long term thing. He'd give Blaine time to adjust, to see that Kurt was happy, then things could go back to normal.

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The next week, Kurt and Sebastian got back to his dorm room after seeing Wicked on Broadway. Kurt was exhilarated over the experience and they had walked the whole way home singing tune after tune. It had been the best time he'd had since he'd moved to New York. Sebastian had made it the ultimate date night with flowers at the beginning of the night, dinner at a real five star restaurant, and then a limo ride to the show. Kurt had felt like a celebrity and had soaked up every minute. Sebastian had been the ultimate gentleman, pulling his chair out and ordering him the best foods. It was a dream date. The only dark spot had been the moment when they were walking home and Kurt had wanted to text Blaine and tell him everything. But he and Blaine didn't talk anymore. He'd tried to talk to him again, but Blaine refused to budge, swearing that Sebastian wasn't good for him. Kurt had cried and said he guessed it would be best if they didn't talk for a while. Blaine had sounded shocked and his voice shook when he spoke, but he had agreed.

So many times over the past week he'd pulled his phone out and started to call or text him only to remember at the last minute that he couldn't. He would lecture himself, saying he should be making these calls to Sebastian. But, like Blaine had done over the past year, Kurt wanted to talk about Sebastian to someone, to have those little conversations where you share tidbits about the person you cared about. He missed his best friend.

He refused to let the thoughts bring him down, however, and poured them each a cup of coffee, bringing Sebastian's to him just as he liked it.

"It was an amazing night, Seb, it really was. Thank you," Kurt said sincerely.

Sebastian smiled at him warmly over his cup. "I'm glad. I hoped it would be special for you."

"Did you enjoy yourself?" Kurt asked.

"I plan to," Sebastian said with a bawdy wink.

"Seb," Kurt said, turning bright red.

"I'm kidding. Sort of. Come here, you," he said, pulling Kurt to him after they'd put their cups down.

Kurt never got tired of the electricity that seemed to spark between them whenever they kissed. Sebastian slanted their mouths together, licking at his mouth until he opened it. Seb groaned, loving to suck on Kurt's tongue and explore his mouth. This man was perfect and he wanted him so bad he was going to explode.

"Kurt, I need you," he breathed against Kurt's ear as he licked around the shell of flesh, nibbling on his earlobe.

Kurt brought their mouths back together as he tried to think for a moment. He and Blaine had waited months before becoming intimate and it had been perfect. There had been no regret, no fear, just a beautiful coming together of two hearts and bodies. With Sebastian, the spark was there, and there were emotions. But Kurt didn't know if he was ready to go all the way yet. He knew that if he didn't know for certain, than it must not be the right time.

"Seb, I need a little more time," he finally whispered, breathing harshly under the expert mouth of his boyfriend.

"Did I do something wrong?" Sebastian asked, searching Kurt's dilated blue eyes.

"No, sweetie. I just, I'm nervous, and I want to be sure it's the right time," Kurt explained, tracing his hand down Sebastian's face.

"It's Blaine isn't it? You still think about Blaine when we get intimate," Sebastian said sadly, closing his eyes against the pain.

"Blaine? Of course not! I just don't want to move too fast, is all. Trust me," he said, pushing his pelvis against Sebastian. "You are all I think about when we are together."

At the feel of Kurt's hard-on, Sebastian moaned lightly. "I just need you so bad, Kurt. It hurts inside. I want to be yours in every way physically possible."

Kurt stared into his eyes, seeing the sincerity of his words. "Okay," he whispered.

Sebastian's face lit up. "Really? Are you sure?"

Not really, Kurt thought. "Yeah, I'm sure." The look on Sebastian's face was worth it, though. Kurt figured he was probably just nervous because he'd never been intimate with anyone but Blaine.

Sebastian stood and swooped Kurt up into his arms, causing him to giggle. He carried him the few feet to the bed and laid him down gently. He quickly stripped down to his boxer briefs before turning to Kurt.

As Kurt was being undressed, he admired Sebastian's long, lean body. His abs and the deep V leading into his boxers made Kurt's mouth go dry. Sebastian was a beautiful man and Kurt knew he would be an expert lover. He was glad he'd decided to go for it.

Once Kurt was down to his own boxer briefs, Sebastian sat back and stared at him, his eyes wide with something like awe.

Kurt turned red and began to wrap his arms around him.

Sebastian grabbed his arm, pushing it back down. "You've been holding out on me, Hummel," he said with a grin. "You are fucking hot. I can't wait to bury myself in your ass."

Kurt's eyes bulged. He knew he shouldn't be comparing, but the first time he and Blaine had disrobed in front of each other, there had been sweet words about beauty and soft touches to emphasize the depth of their emotions. He swallowed the thoughts, thinking it was unfair of him to keep comparing Sebastian to Blaine.

"You are beautiful," he said, softly sweeping his hand down Sebastian's chest.

Sebastian covered his mouth with his own, sweeping his tongue into Kurt's mouth, at the same time, pushing Kurt's boxers down. The need he felt for the thin man beneath him was like a fire in his veins, stripping away every other thought.

Kurt was shocked that the boxers were already disappearing. But he moaned under the touch of Seb's mouth on his. Sebastian moved from his mouth to his neck and down to his collar bone, licking and sucking. Kurt whimpered, as Sebastian's hand wrapped around him and stroked him to complete hardness.

"Damn, Kurt, you're huge," Sebastian panted, moving aside to push his boxers down and kick them off the bed.

Kurt accepted the hot, heavy weight of Sebastian on top of him, enjoying the feeling of their hard cocks against each other. Sebastian kissed him fiercely, roughly, so much so, Kurt knew his mouth would be swollen in the morning.

Leaning back, Sebastian stroked Kurt's cock again, gathering the moisture that had gathered there and rubbing it on his own cock. Kurt thought he was just being sexy. He was wrong.

With no preparation and no warning, Sebastian lifted one of Kurt's knees and plunged his cock into Kurt, causing him to cry out in shock and pain. Kurt's body wanted to reject the intrusion, the instant stretch burning and intensely painful.

"Sebastian," Kurt sobbed, pushing at his shoulders.

"Oh yeah," Sebastian moaned, pulling out and pushing back into him. "Holy shit, you are tight, aren't you?"

"Please, no!" Kurt cried, his mind fuzzy with the pain. He'd never experienced anything like it and he didn't know why Sebastian was still going. "Seb, please, stop," Kurt pleaded.

"Kurt, I'm so close," Sebastian moaned. "Just another minute," he panted.

Kurt knew he wasn't going to get through to Sebastian and just laid as still as he could, not bothering to hold back the tears streaming down his face.

In another moment, Sebastian grunted loudly and came inside Kurt. Sebastian went limp on top of Kurt, breathing heavily against his neck.

"Get. Off. Of. Me," Kurt said, his voice wavering.

"Huh?" Sebastian said, leaning up and staring at Kurt through glazed eyes. Seeing the tears on Kurt's face, he smiled, wiping gently at his face. "Oh, Kurt, was it emotional for you, too? It was amazing, wasn't it?"

"Are you kidding me?" Kurt bit out.

Sebastian pulled out and laid down next to him, stretching and looking confused. "What's the matter?"

"You just about raped me, that's what the matter is," Kurt shrieked, getting off the bed, and moaning at the pain. He grabbed his robe and wrapped it around himself, needing to feel protected by clothing.

"What the hell are you talking about?" Sebastian demanded, his eyes finally clearing.

"Sebastian, I may have only been with one person," he started.

"Do not even say his name," Sebastian growled menacingly.

Kurt pinched the bridge of his nose, his eyes closed. "Fine. Experience tells me that when you have sex, you prepare the other person's body to receive yours," he said properly, glaring at Sebastian. "You did no such thing for me and it fucking hurt. Bad."

"But you wanted me, too," Sebastian said, back to looking confused.

"Sebastian, wanting you doesn't automatically mean my ass is stretched enough to be fucked," Kurt yelled. "You've been sexually active a lot longer than me, did you never experience this?"

Sebastian sat there and stared at him. "I, of course, yeah. I'm so sorry, Kurt. I got so caught up and the electricity between us was unbelievable. I guess I got too wrapped up in it. Please," he said, holding out his hand. "Please forgive me."

"Sebastian, I pushed at you, said no, told you to stop for crying out loud. Still you ignored me in favor of getting off," Kurt accused.

"Kurt," Sebastian said, a devastated look on his face. "I'm sorry, I really am. I didn't hear you say anything. I thought we were both enjoying it."

"You didn't happen to notice my lack of a hard-on? Or the tears on my face?" Kurt asked, unable to fathom why this had happened. "I need you to leave."

"Please, Kurt, can't we talk this out? I, damn it, I love you," Sebastian said, his green eyes wide.

"What?" Kurt asked, shocked.

"I love you, Kurt," he said, a smile on his lips. He came to Kurt and hesitantly wrapped his arms around him, pulling him close. "I love you and I am so sorry I hurt you."

It had been so long, so very long since he'd heard those words in a romantic sense. It felt so good. "I forgive you," he found himself whispering.

"Thank you, Kurt," Sebastian said against his hair. "I'll make this up to you, I swear I will."

Kurt felt more tears streaming down his face, trying to ignore the ache that radiated from his ass up his into his back. Seb could make it up all he wanted to, it wouldn't make the pain go away.

Later, when Sebastian was snoring softly, Kurt picked up his phone. Maybe just one quick text to Blaine, asking advice, sharing his feelings. He scrolled through his contacts and looked at it in confusion. Going through the list a second time, he looked over at Sebastian's sleeping form. Somehow, and he had a feeling he knew how, Blaine's information had been deleted from his phone.

Sebastian was just unsure of himself. He loved Kurt, there was no arguing with that. They'd work this out. Meanwhile, Kurt would just have to consider Seb his best friend. Even after he felt satisfied with his decision, it took him several hours to finally fall into a restless sleep.

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Hard to write! Sheesh. Tell me what you think. It won't be all angst, so stay strong, friends. Please review and tell me what you think!