Please see chapter one for all warnings etc…

Make My Heart Start Beating

18

Apparently he would.

Prepared, slicked and ready for him I'm lead on shaky legs to the kitchen table, "Sebastian, we can't…" is my token protest.

"Why not? If you really don't want to, just say no," he takes off the t-shirt he borrowed from me, his smirk becoming wicked and tempting, "No is all it takes, I understand no, if not I'm having my dessert on," he tugs my t-shirt off, "the," his hands lift me up the short distance to the kitchen table, "table."

"Oh," I perch there uncertain as he strips off my boxers and yoga pants so I'm completely naked. I also can't hide the evidence of what he does to me and my erection is fairly prominent. I want him, I really do want him, but I've never done anything this wild before.

"Perfect," he growls unsnapping his jeans and shoving them down just enough to free himself, a condom appears as if by magic and he puts it on and lubes himself.

A hands touches my shoulder, "Lay back on the table Tiger, go on baby let me see all of you," there's something hungry in the way he says it, in the way he's staring at me.

Hesitantly I lay back which in turn tips my hips up for him, he smirks seemingly pleased with the sight. Those hands of his shift me on the table until he's happy and then he steps forward so this hard thing presses at my ass and I gasp.

"Easy Tiger," he soothes me, "Easy, I'll go slow for you," and he does, the head of his cock broaching me so very slowly. It's hurts but it doesn't, it's more a burn and I breathe out forcing myself to relax and not tense.

Sebastian keeps going and going, filling me and it's been so long, I'm not good with toys but they never felt like this. "Sebastian!" He freezes, "Don't stop," he moves again and then he's in, all the way in.

Neither of us moves, I can't, I'm sprawled out on the table his hands on my hips keeping me there. His head has dropped forward and he's panting, when his head tilts there's no more smirk only hunger burning in his eyes.

Whimpering I see him pull back out of me even as I feel it and then he's not gentle anymore as he slams into me rocking the whole table, "Sebastian!" I'm not sure if I want him to stop or do it again.

"Got to find the angle," he mutters moving me again, this time when he pulls out and then slams in I scream as he hits my prostate with more power than I've ever had. "Found it," he's satisfied, it's all the warning I get as he simply ruts into me with as much strength as he can muster.

It's too much and not enough all at once.

Never had this better, but I can't seem to do anything, I lay there taking it, writhing, whimpering, screaming and loving every second of it. His hands slip on my hips before I realise I'm sweating, he has to change the angle to keep hold of me, it's less satisfying and I moan wanting it back again.

"No Sebastian, no," I beg him and he stops.

"K…Kurt? Fuck, Kurt… Did I hurt you?" His chest is heaving but he's stopped completely.

"The other way, please, the other way, it's better like that…" I thrash just thinking about it.

"Fuck you are so bossy," he chuckles and then he puts it back to how it was and rams himself in as I go back to screaming for him.

"SEBASTIAN! Please, god please, 'BastiAN!" I have nothing to cling to on the table my hands uselessly scrabble for purchase and then they lock onto his wrists and I begin to flex my hips, matching him thrust for thrust.

"'BAS! Harder, god just harder!" I scream at him overwhelmed and loving it.

"You are such a pushy fucking little bitch," he yells and his hips speed up prompting mine to follow him. "Kurt! Kurt!"

In the hotel he fell apart too, his calm collected cool vanished and it's doing the same now, I wail as I'm goaded to my climax, I need one last good push to get me over the edge but he yells his whole body shuddering as he gets his first.

Inside me he spasms and there's no warm rush, I cry out sobbing for my own release and have to lay there struggling not to whine as he comes down from his high.

His eyes are completely blown and he's dazed as he stares at me his face slack with the after effects.

"Please," I whimper, "Please, 'Bastian, please, need," I hiss and writhe under him.

Shaking his head he blinks and looks down at my achingly hard cock, he lets go of my hip and I let my hand fall from where it held onto him. That hand of his wraps around me and I tell him, "Yes, thank you, yes." It only takes a few strokes and I can climax, he's still buried inside of me and I scream happily as the orgasm thunders through me. Lines of cum splatter over me and I don't care it feels so good and I float on fluffy clouds.

I'm aware of him leaving me and the ache that lets me know I'm going to be walking funny for a while, I just don't care.

Tissues rub my stomach and I open one eye to see Sebastian cleaning me up, he spots me and he looks just as destroyed, he smiles at me and I try to sit up and can't. It's like my body controls are temporarily switched off.

Fingers trace my open legs and I want him again, the line of lust shooting through me, "How can I want you again? We've only just done it," I mumble.

A ghost of a chuckle from him and he has to help me sit up, then to get my feet down on the floor, "I loved my dessert," he breathes into my ear, "It was delicious," I shudder and lean into him.

Together we stumble to the stairs and climb the impossible number of steps, falling into my bedroom we drag the sheets back and I collapse onto the mattress, he tucks me in and we curl into each other.

At some point my phone beeps and Sebastian moves to get it, "Hmm Tiger wake up, they're leaving the campsite now."

"Later," I murmur and sneak closer to him.

Kisses land on my face and I see him staring at me, "Kurt are you okay to move yet?"

"I'm going to feel it for a while," I admit and go in for a kiss, he kisses me back and I smile at him.

"'Kay wait here," he kisses me harder and then tucks me in, I drift off as he pads off through the house.

Rustling of sheets and a very chilly Sebastian snuggles in to me some time later, he's here so I can fall deeper into sleep, kissing his shoulder I go to do just that when he whispers, "Why? Why did you want to date me? Why did you agree to be my dessert just now?"

So tired.

I mutter something at him, something truthful and then I don't remember anything.

"Kurt," It's dad and I grunt at him, "Kurt, come on wake up, get some pants on you and your guest and then get your backside downstairs for dinner, Carole's making chicken kiddo."

"Ngh," I protest.

"Don't care, get up, and next time leave your bedroom door closed, Finn had a moment thinking someone was molesting you, he's downstairs raiding the cookies to calm himself down."

Opening my eyes I go so sit up but someone's holding me, I twist my head to see my dad standing in the doorway, "Dad?"

"Up, pants, food," he pauses, "Maybe use a hairbrush too," and then my bedroom door is swung shut and closed with a click.

Beside me the body appears to be fast asleep but the breathing is wrong, I stare down at Sebastian and then his eyes open catching mine effortlessly.

A/N: Sorry for any and all mistakes, I've tried to catch those I could, but I'm only human.