Title – Mine for the Weekend

Fandom – Glee

Author – LizzyPoodle

Rating –M…

Characters – Kurt Hummel and David Karofsky

Disclaimer – I don't own these characters.

Summary – There are consequences when a bet is made between Kurt and Dave.

Warnings – This is fairly AU…but I'd love to see it play out on my television screen! Blaine and Kurt are no longer together, and Dave still attends McKinley.

A/N – I truly hope that you know how much pleasure you bring to me with your reviews. Thank you! I LOVE that you are enjoying this story! And now…on with the chapter!

Mine for the Weekend – Chapter 9

"Lay down," Kurt instructed.

Dave complied.

"So. You liked teasing me?" Kurt asked, running a finger lightly down David's t-shirt covered chest. He could hardly wait to get that shirt off of him and feel their skin touching, chest-to-chest.

"I wasn't teasing you to be mean," Dave rushed. "I just thought that you might…I mean…I didn't want to do it fast. I wanted it to be good. Should I not have…?"

"David," Kurt interrupted with a small smile, "Play along. Did you like teasing me?"

David, unaccustomed to "playing along", but willing to give it a shot, went with, "Did you like it when I teased you?"

Kurt smiled a self-satisfied grin, and said, "I loved it."

"Then I loved it, too," came Dave's quick answer.

Kurt looked at him silently for a moment, but then asked, curious, "And if I hadn't liked it?"

"Then I would never do it again," came Dave's immediate response.

"Oh," Kurt said. It felt like a hugely romantic thing to say. "So you'll only do things that I like?"

"In bed? To your body? Of course," Dave promised, surprised that this was even an issue. He wanted to spend as much time as he could, bringing Kurt nothing but pleasure.

Kurt realized that David wasn't saying anything that should feel quite so monumental. It's not as if he ever wanted to be with someone who would do things with him and to him that he didn't want, but it was just nice, comforting, to know that what he wanted would decide what David would do. He used to feel such fear around this boy, and all that he felt now was cared for.

"And I will only do things to your body that you want, too," Kurt swore.

Dave smiled a shy smile, and tried for that playful tone that Kurt had mentioned earlier. "Oh yeah? Is there something that you'd like to do to my body?"

Kurt didn't answer; he just kissed Dave lightly on the lips, barely allowing his tongue out to play. Dave hardly even had opportunity to reciprocate, and Kurt was already moving toward Dave's neck, which he sucked on lightly as he eased David's shirt slowly up his body so that it could be removed. Once it was gone, Kurt kissed him lightly again, and sat back a little to enjoy his first look at Dave's uncovered torso.

No wonder his hugs felt like heaven. His strength was so evident in the expanse of his chest, the muscles in his arms, the sheer size of him. Kurt lightly ran his hands up from Dave's stomach toward his chest, enjoying the feel of his hair and his skin. The texture was interesting, smooth skin along Dave's sides, and fuzzy hair on his stomach, and across his chest. Kurt traced the line of Dave's treasure trail, looking forward to what it would soon reveal. The difference between their bodies was compelling, and Kurt wanted to feel his skin against Dave's, itching to experience that warm, soft, strong torso pressed up against him.

Dave did not have a six-pack. He had a little belly. Kurt decided to kiss it, and was immediately surprised that apparently he preferred ready-to-be-nibbled bellies over six-packs. Well-defined abs may look good, but they'd never made him want to squish his face against them and nuzzle. Funny. He wasn't normally a squishy, nuzzly person…but he sure had turned into one tonight.

And Dave did not mind in the least. He'd been worried about Kurt's reaction to his body. Was he too hairy? Too chubby? Just too big? But as Kurt moaned kiss after kiss into his stomach, Dave began to let go of his concern that Kurt wouldn't like what he saw. Apparently Kurt was just fine with Dave's body.

The more that Kurt kissed Dave, biting at his skin lightly, and making delicious sounds of arousal and satisfaction, the harder Dave got. It was already sort of feeling like, although his cock wanted to keep getting bigger, he had run out of the skin necessary to do so. He tried to breathe through it as he lay there, watching Kurt mouth at his belly.

And then Kurt looked up at him, and caught Dave's stare. Kurt smiled, knowing that he was pleasing Dave, enjoying how he was pleasing Dave, He wrapped his fingers around the top of Dave's sweats and the underwear that he was wearing beneath them, and he slowly, slowly started to pull them down, and over the bump of Dave's cock. His mouth was there to catch Dave's length as it was freed from the confinement of the clothing. He did not tease Dave. He was not in the mood. He wanted to give Dave immediate satisfaction, instant pleasure. He sucked at Dave's length, and Dave threw his head back, overwhelmed at what was happening.

Kurt Hummel was nursing away at him, sucking and slurping, and driving him crazy. He pulled gently at Dave's balls, giving what he hoped was just the right amount of tug, making Dave idly wonder what he had ever done to deserve this pleasure, but then he looked down, and watched as Kurt devoured him, and he closed his eyes so that the sight of it wouldn't make him come and end this experience early. But when he closed his eyes, it seemed as if suddenly his sense of touch was enhanced. And while he gloried in the warmth and wetness and twisting, turning, milking skill of Kurt's mouth and tongue, now he had to delay his orgasm by opening his eyes, to see if that would help. Of course, then he was met with the vision of Kurt bent over him, sucking him off, and he became lost in the knowledge that he was getting his first blow job from his first love, and between the feelings and the sights and the absolute sexiness of this whole experience, he couldn't hold off anymore, no matter how much he wanted to drag this out. He bit his lip, desperate not to say "I love you," and cried out as he filled Kurt's mouth.

He tried to catch his breath, but Kurt crawled his way back up Dave's body and made sure to look him in the eye as he loudly gulped down Dave's come.

They stared at one another until Dave grabbed the back of Kurt's head and held his face to him so that he could taste himself on Kurt's tongue.

The kisses eventually gentled into hugs, and although Dave never wanted to let go, he decided that he should when Kurt mentioned brushing their teeth again. Reluctantly he loosened his hold, but wasn't at all displeased when Kurt snuggled in closer to him. Apparently even though he wanted to brush his teeth, he was enjoying the cuddling, too.

Eventually, however, Kurt managed to pry himself away from the comfort of Dave's arms to brush his teeth again, and Dave did as well. With the second tooth-brushing of the night complete, both boys climbed back into Kurt's bed together, immediately turning toward one another to sleep as they had last weekend, with Kurt tucked safely in the warmth of Dave's embrace.

Kurt sighed in contentment. Dave wasn't sure that Kurt was ready, so instead of saying anything out loud, he silently mouthed the words "I love you," into the dark of the bedroom, as he squeezed Kurt just a little bit tighter.