Chapter 37
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Summary: Will the proud music teacher eventually find love with the beautiful kindergarten teacher or will he forever come second to the football coach? Rated M.
A/N 1: Warning – fluff ahead! In fact, lots and lots of sugary sweetness to get the taste of Donna out of our mouths. Yay!
Disclaimer: None of these characters belongs to me except for any OCs found wandering. I own nothing save for this computer.
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Judith Erela Hummel Puckerman… Kurt tilted his head as he looked at what he'd written, his cheeks flushed with pleasure. He had a daughter and she had his name. Noah's daughter was his daughter and he did not think he could be happier.
Noah watched his husband doodling and smiling to himself while Judith, the object of Kurt's thoughts, played in her room with her 'bestest' friend Briony. Noah shook his head and stretched; he was going to distract Kurt the best way he knew how and he got up stealthily from the couch.
Kurt dipped his head as he concentrated on adding a curlicue to the doodle of Judith's name and then looked up with a questioning look. He was just in time to see Noah trying to sneak up on him and he stifled a little giggle.
"Noah Puckerman, what were you just about to do?!"
Noah, caught, simply grinned and closed the distance between himself and his beloved. Snuggling his nose into the top of Kurt's head, he sniffed deeply, the sound conveying his contentment.
"Hey, dollface, I was just feeling a little neglected, is all," he muttered against Kurt's thick, fragrant hair.
Kurt shifted around in the seat, put down the fuchsia marker he'd been using and got up, sliding his arms around Noah's waist.
"Hmmm, I'm being a bad husband, huh?" He gazed up mischievously at Noah from beneath thick lashes. "Sooo, do you think maybe I ought to be … punished?"
He swallowed a little chuckle at the way Noah's brown-green eyes dilated and he bit his lip; he knew just which buttons to push to rev up his horny husband.
Noah slapped Kurt's butt lightly and grinned down at the pout forming immediately. "I think you would enjoy the 'punishment' a little too much, you brat!"
Kurt laughed and when Noah joined in, he rested his head against his chest and sighed. "I didn't think this life was ever possible for me, you know," he murmured. "Thank you."
Noah felt his throat tighten but he threw off the encroaching emotion by squeezing a handful of butt again and when Kurt squeaked he grinned down at him. "You're very welcome!"
Kurt pulled away but grabbed his hand to tug him towards the couch. When they were settled exactly the way Kurt preferred, snuggled against Noah and with his legs up on the cushions, he turned to him.
"Do you think the paperwork for our name changes is going to take long?"
Noah shrugged, really not having an answer to that particular question. "I don't know, babe; I'm just happy that Barrett is going to expedite it for us."
Kurt nodded and hummed softly, one hand stroking from just below Noah's collarbone to stop just above his belt and then repeating. Noah shifted slightly as his body responded to the absent-minded caress. It was hard for him to think sometimes when Kurt touched him and he suddenly wished it was bedtime already and that the girls were down for the night.
Kurt was well aware, however, of what his gentle caress was doing. He wasn't really just teasing Noah; he actually loved putting his hands on his husband's big, muscular body. How he got so lucky in this department, Kurt would never know.
Now he tilted his head back with his chin up and, naturally, Noah took the invitation for what it was. He slotted his mouth against Kurt's and sank into the hot, delicious space, keeping the kiss slow and languorous.
Just as Kurt's pulse was speeding up, courtesy of his husband's mouth and hands, he heard a tiny sound. He stilled and Noah, catching on, moved away slightly, just keeping his lips barely touching Kurt's.
"I told you… they are always doing it!"
"Yeah, mommy says they're new-something… I forget what."
"It's like Sleeping Beauty; only Daddy Kurt is a boy!"
"Yeah, but he's really pretty!"
Noah suddenly cleared his throat loudly and whipped his head around, he and Kurt bursting into loud laughter as the girls shrieked and amidst much laughter they dashed back to Judith's room.
Kurt and Noah chuckled at their antics and Kurt leaned forward a bit just in time to see little legs scampering into the bedroom down the hallway. He shook his head but the smile on his face just couldn't seem to go away.
"Hey, do you think we need to cut back on the PDAs," he asked softly, one hand stroking the fingers of Noah's left hand, playing with the wedding band there.
Noah shrugged but shook his head. "Nah, I think it's good that they see a regular married couple being affectionate. I'm sure Briony has seen her dad and mom kissing."
Kurt smiled up at him, his bright blue eyes gleaming with all the love he felt for his little family. "You are absolutely right! We have nothing to hide," and he lifted Noah's hand to kiss the ring.
Noah's face softened and without a pause he dipped his head to kiss those smiling lips once again.
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Judith bounced into her parents' bedroom, her pigtails swinging about madly.
"Do you think this sweater is pretty, Daddy Kurt?" She spun around delightedly and then stopped to wait for the verdict.
Kurt turned from the full-length closet door mirror and smiled widely at the little girl.
"Of course, it is absolutely gorgeous, sweetie. Haven't I told you that red is your color?"
Judith laughed up at him and nodded but added, "Yes, but you say that about all the colors!"
Kurt laughed with her but agreed. He moved over to the bed, sitting on it and patting his lap, an action she'd been expecting so in seconds she was well ensconced.
"I know I said that because it's true. You are one of the luckiest people because just about everything looks good on you." He waited for her to turn big brown eyes up at him and then dropped a kiss on her little nose bridge.
Judith beamed and then snuggled against her 'Daddy' Kurt. They were getting dressed to go out to dinner at Noah's behest but they had a little time to snuggle. Kurt was already dressed but for his boots and he thought that his thick white sweater was the perfect foil for the little girl's colorful ensemble. With the red sweater she was wearing cobalt blue jeans that surprisingly did not clash. She was wearing thick socks because she, too, had not put her boots on as yet.
"You have the kind of coloring that a lot of people wish they had." Kurt's voice was soft and he had unconsciously slipped into his teacher mode. "In class, do you remember that we did the color wheel?"
When she nodded her head lightly, Kurt continued: "Well, there are some people who go to a specialist to know what colors really suit them. You already know what colors suit you and that makes you very special, very artistic."
Judith straightened up and looked at him, eyes and smile wide as ever. "Am I going to be an artist, Daddy Kurt?"
Kurt looked at her with a mock-serious expression, putting a finger to his lips and going 'hmmm'. Then he smiled at her and shrugged. "Do you want to be an artist?" When she shrugged and then nodded before shaking her head, Kurt burst out laughing. "Well, you don't have to decide just yet. You have a long, long time before you need to be certain. Even then, you can always change your mind, right?"
The pigtails were bouncing again as Judith nodded vigorously before hopping down from Kurt's lap. She put her little fists on her hips and announced, "I can be anything I want!"
Kurt held up his hand for a high-five and when she slapped it with hers he nodded and replied: "You're darn tootin'!"
Judith totally cracked up while dashing out of the room to find her father, her laughter floating behind her as she went. Kurt chuckled as he headed out of the room behind her to get his boots from the hall closet. As he slipped into them, he could hear Judith telling her dad what she'd decided, that she can be anything she wanted. He smiled as he removed all their coats and then joined them in the living room.
"Okay, I think I'm ready," he grinned, his eyes roving appreciatively over his husband's sexy body. Noah had decided on black – big surprise – and Kurt nodded approvingly. He had unconsciously dropped his eyes to Noah's boot-clad feet and then dragged them all the way up the muscular legs, past the interesting crotch area and then up the flat stomach and past the muscled chest before lingering on his full lips and then his eyes.
Noah felt heat prickle within him as Kurt basically eye-fucked him, standing in the entrance to the living room but he couldn't object at all. Kurt himself was a sight for any eyes, looking as if he'd just stepped out of a high-end men's fashion magazine. The white sweater clung to his shoulders and the soft cowl of the neckline just hinted at the little dip at the base of his long, creamy neck. Noah unconsciously licked his lips as he brought his eyes up to Kurt's plump, red lips and then, finally gazing into the deep, azure eyes, he smiled.
Color bloomed on Kurt's cheeks and his lashes fell as Noah stared back at him as if he hadn't seen him in the longest while. God, when would this intense awareness segue into familiarity, he wondered as a little giggle threatened to escape.
"Daddy!"
Noah jerked his eyes away from the vision that was Kurt and stared, confused, down at his daughter who was now tugging at his hand.
"What? Judith, you don't have to yell!"
Judith pouted and then it slid into a grin. She swung his hand with hers and announced, "I had to; you were gone in your head!"
Noah frowned even as he heard Kurt chuckle. "No, I was just, ugh… thinking about something."
Judith grinned again, showing off the little tooth that was finally pushing up and said, "Yes, daddy," in a surprisingly grown-up tone, once again startling her dad. He looked at her with narrowed eyes and then said, "Aren't you supposed to be getting ready?"
The little girl folded her arms across her chest and lowered her head to look up at him just like how Sarah used to when she thought Noah was being dense. "Yes, daddy, that's why I wanted you to help me!"
Noah blinked. "Oh, ugh, yeah; okay, where are your boots?"
Kurt stifled another chuckle as he handed over the shoes so father and daughter could get that over with. Apparently while they had been lost in their little bout of mutual admiration, Judith had asked him for help and hadn't got any response from her poor father.
Helping Judith into her coat after Noah had settled her feet into the cute little yellow boots – yes, yellow, she insisted – Kurt smiled at her and tapped her lightly on her nose. "There, you are perfect, as usual, my little Punky Brewster."
Judith tilted her head at him with the same suspicious look Noah had just used on her. "Daddy Kurt, I'm Judith – not Punk, what?!"
Kurt grabbed her into a swift hug and then let her go as she burst out laughing. "I know, babe, I know; you are our Judith but I was just paying you a compliment."
Judith grinned up at him and took his hand. "Oh, you like that Punk person?"
Kurt nodded as they moved into the front hall and waited on Noah to turn out the lights before joining them. Heading out to the elevators, he explained who Punky Brewster was and listened to her laugh delightedly. She was happy that she wasn't the only person who liked to wear a lot of colors mixed together.
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Noah grinned to himself as he could almost feel his husband's curiosity seeping out of him. In the back, Judith was busy with her little tablet, no doubt putting poor Spongebob through his paces in Bikini Bottom.
They were actually heading over to the Hummel residence but Kurt thought they were heading to a restaurant. He hadn't actually got around to asking Noah where they were going but Noah knew the question would come as soon as Kurt recognized his old neighborhood.
And here it came.
"Uhm, sweetie, why are we coming here?" Kurt's voice was light, unsuspecting and Noah grinned to himself in the gathering twilight.
"Oh, there was something I wanted to check; maybe I left some of my keys when we were last here?" Noah sounded deliberately vague, almost disinterested because Kurt was pretty sharp on the uptake. If he sounded at all nervous, he would be on it in a flash. "I won't be long, just a quick rummage around; still not certain I left it here…"
Kurt just hummed and settled back, his eyes sliding past the familiar houses and then a faint smile came to his lips. Way back when he used to live here, his life was so stressful in so many ways, there was no way he could have envisioned the life he now lived.
Finally they pulled up to the Hummel residence and Noah looked about warily while still maintaining a relaxed demeanor. The house was in darkness, of course, and when Noah turned to Kurt with a faint smile he asked, "I think you and Judith should come in; I don't know how long it will be before I find my stupid keys."
Kurt looked at him while unbuckling his seat belt. "Oh, so you took my key off of the key ring?" Then he winced slightly and answered himself, muttering, "Of course, he did 'Kurt', duh!"
Judith laughed delightedly behind him while her dad helped her out of the car seat. When they were all out and Noah had locked the vehicle, they headed for the door, Noah with key in hand. He inserted it into the lock all while muttering loud enough for Kurt to hear him, "Can't believe I left the stupid keys behind."
Kurt and Judith waited patiently while Noah fumbled with the lock and finally throwing the door wide, Noah stepped aside with a gentlemanly bow and said to Kurt and Judith, "After you…"
They both chuckled at his antics and stepped onto the single front step, Kurt wiping his feet on the mat and Judith copying him before they stepped inside. Then…
"SURPRISE!"
Kurt barely stifled a scream and Judith whimpered at the explosion of light and sound from the people who had been huddled inside the home. There was laughter and Kurt could definitely hear Finn's voice cheering that he had got Kurt but good. Kurt stood and stared at the laughing, boisterous assemblage with his eyes and mouth wide and his hand on his chest as if he were trying to still his heart.
"Kurt, sweetheart!" That was all Kurt heard before he was engulfed by Carole's fragrant embrace, her bosom pressing into his chest and making him feel like a little kid again. His arms went around her but he stared over her shoulder as he tried to get words out. Finally, he pulled back from her arms a bit but only turned his head to yell:
"Noah Puckerman, you're a dead man!"
The laughter in his voice and the happiness on his face went a long way to calming poor Judith who had at first leapt back against her dad's legs. Noah had lifted her into his arms, however, and she was snuggled against him as she stared around at the people who were all smiling happily back at her.
Everybody was talking at once and Finn finally managed to close the door after Burt complained about paying to heat the neighborhood. Kurt, Noah and Judith were absorbed into the crowd and soon plates and glasses were shoved into their hands and everyone was sitting down to eat.
Carole beamed proudly at Kurt as she informed him that it had all been her idea. Burt rolled his eyes and muttered that she'd scared five years off of the boy's life. Kurt shook his head while eating the delicious little sandwiches that he realized had been catered.
He looked around at all his friends, some coworkers and folks he'd known from his high school days. Principal Figgins was there with his wife and Kurt sent a little wave to him as he swallowed the bite. Over in one corner, Brittany was holding court with both Marcy and Sarah. Kurt thoroughly approved of the blonde's black one-piece pantsuit that fit her svelte body perfectly. In fact, as Kurt watched, it seemed she was actually flirting with Sarah even though Kurt was sure his sister-in-law was straight!
Kurt listened with one ear as Carole rambled on, between bites of her own food, telling him that she had just wanted an excuse for a party and that she had forced the family to keep it quiet from him. When he tilted one dark eyebrow at her she had 'pffted' and waved off his look.
"Oh, I know you, Kurt! If you had known your dad and I were coming you would have had this house stuffed to the gills with that delicious food of yours. I didn't want you to go to all that trouble, sweetie!"
"Yes, you do know me well!"
He grinned over at his dad and then looked around the room as well. Soft music was playing and everyone seemed relaxed and simply happy to be there.
Over on one side of the room, Noah was sitting with Judith on his lap as she tried to balance her little cocktail plate of sandwiches. Finn was talking earnestly to Noah and Kurt looked around, wondering where Rachel was. As he noshed he smiled and waved at some of the guests, knowing that after they'd eaten he would be moving around to say 'hi' to everyone individually.
It was a warm, relaxing atmosphere and the house never looked more welcoming. Kurt smiled at his dad and then rolled his eyes towards Carole who was chatting with Dr. Thompson's little wife. Burt grinned back at him complacently, his own food finished as he sat there watching the guests in his house.
Kurt came over and sat beside his dad, letting his body slouch a bit so he was leaning against the older man. He smiled softly as his dad stared at him silently for a moment and then said, "Everything okay, kiddo?"
Chuckling and looking around at everyone either chatting or eating, Kurt looked back at his dad with a nod. "Couldn't be better, daddy. Thank you for this."
Burt shrugged and pushed his shoulder slightly against his son's. "Eh, you know I can hardly ever say no to Carole; she wanted a surprise party and, hey, surprise!"
Kurt laughed aloud at the dry way his dad delivered that and then shook his head. "Gosh, I thought I was going to jump out of my skin." He patted his dad's arm before continuing, "This is so much more than I ever imagined for me, you know?"
Burt looked down at him, a serious look in his eyes. "It isn't more than I dreamed for you, though, kid. I just never thought things could change enough for you to actually be able to marry the man you loved."
Kurt nodded in understanding, "Yeah, who would've thought, huh, even here in Ohio…"
They sat in silence for a while before Judith bounced over to her new grandpa Burt, demanding to sit on him, too. Kurt took that as his cue to start wandering around and chatting to people, his eyes still dreamy from the thought of all this bounty filling up his life.
He was pulled into a huge hug by Rachel, as tiny as she was and she whispered something to him that had him gasping. She slapped a hand over his mouth, her eyes fierce and he subsided. When he was calmer she turned to the gathering, eyed Finn who jumped up from where he had still been chatting with Noah and came to stand beside her.
Kurt stared, wide-eyed and beaming as the young couple made their announcement.
"We're pregnant!"
Carole's scream was loud and Burt looked confused and Kurt wandered over to sit on Noah's vacant lap and hug him. He was laughing without even realizing it and shaking his head.
Noah hugged the delicious body close and tried to ignore the way Kurt's weight on him triggered certain thoughts. Finn had been chatting his ear off earlier about how he was scared of dropping a baby and had asked Noah if he would give him lessons. Noah had assured him that his wife was more than capable of teaching him anything he needed to learn about taking care of baby Finn.
At that, Finn had looked as if he would pass out and then had rallied to remind Noah it could very well be a little Rachel, instead.
Carole had commenced to hug the stuffing out of anyone within reach, finally hugging both Rachel and Finn at the same time. People were cheering and chuckling at the scene and then suddenly Burt announced that it would be champagne for everyone. He handed over Judith to Sarah who explained to the confused little girl that she was going to have a little cousin because her Aunt Rachel and Uncle Finn were going to have a baby.
As the hubbub went on around them, only breaking up a bit when Burt returned with the champagne – "none for the new mommy!" – Noah snuggled Kurt and wished he could get away with groping the enticing butt settled onto his lap.
Kurt, feeling the heat from his husband's body, smirked down at him before whispering, "I am so glad I can't get pregnant," and watched as Noah's pupils dilated. Laughing evilly, Kurt shimmied and then slid from his lap, saying, "I need to go and rescue our daughter."
He weaved his way through the packed drawing room and retrieved Judith from Sarah who was once again being chatted up.
Kurt smiled fondly at Brittany who had just been told by Judith that she was almost as pretty as her Daddy Kurt! He had just been in time to turn pink when Brittany told him that Kurt had always been the prettiest one and watching Sarah laugh at him.
Kurt smiled down at his daughter and slipped an arm around her shoulder before going back over to sit beside Noah and not on him, pulling Judith onto his lap this time.
The evening passed happily with people coming and going, some friends of Burt's dropping in a little later and by the time the huge cake had been eaten, people started yawning and looking about for coats and jackets. Judith, too, was almost down for the count and Kurt slipped away to go and tell his parents they were heading out.
"You can throw a surprise party for me anytime, mom," Kurt murmured against Carole's cheek as she hugged him tightly.
Carole's teary eyes gazed back at him and Kurt dropped a little peck on her cheek before turning to his dad and throwing himself into his arms. Burt never failed to return Kurt's hugs enthusiastically because, contrary to what many people thought, Kurt wasn't exactly a touchy-feely guy.
Releasing his dad, Kurt looked over at the other members of his immediate family and nodded. He smiled back at his dad and told him he would talk to him about everything the next day and then he joined Noah and Judith by the door.
The act of getting into coats and jackets and in some cases scarves and gloves was an integral part of the farewell portion of a family evening. Kurt wouldn't give it up for anything because that was when any last-minute plans or things forgotten would pop up.
"Oh, oh, Kurt, I forgot – you're catering my baby shower."
Everyone stared at Rachel's face, bright-eyed even after the long evening, and then burst out laughing. Kurt rolled his eyes, pulled her into a hug and said, yes, he would be happy to.
That night, after Judith had been washed and brushed and changed into her PJs, Kurt and Noah attended to their own ablutions in a much more languid fashion. That was because every time Kurt passed him, Noah took the opportunity to run his hand over the closest part of Kurt's anatomy.
When they, too, were finally brushed and washed and sprawled naked in their big bed, Kurt leaned up to rest against Noah's chest and smiled seductively down at him. He politely ignored the tent in the sheet over Noah's groin and let his lids lower to half-mast.
"So, Noah Puckerman, what's up?"
Noah snorted and rolled his eyes before looking pointedly at the tented sheet covering his groin. "Really? Really, Kurt?"
Kurt chuckled like a drain before sobering slightly, a mischievous gleam in his eyes before he ducked beneath the covers. He was thoroughly satisfied with the lurch and shout he earned as he sank his hot, moist mouth around Noah's cock.
"Kurt, Jesus, whoa!" Hands scrabbled in Kurt's hair but he avoided them adroitly as he suctioned like his life depended on it. Grabbing the base with one hand, Kurt eased over so he was straddling Noah's legs and hummed in satisfaction.
The groans and curses that erupted from his husband made him feel as if they were in a plotless movie with too much sex and hard bodies. He pulled off with a lewd pop, flipped back the sheets and stared in triumph up at Noah who had his head thrown back against the pillows.
As Kurt squeezed his hand up and down, slowly pumping Noah's thick cock, he instructed him to get the lube and stop behaving like this wasn't exactly what he'd wanted.
Noah lifted his head to throw a glare that would have been convincing had his hips not lurched up into Kurt at the same time. Kurt chuckled deviously and moved farther up his husband's long legs.
When Kurt was just prepped enough – "hey, babe, use more, I don't want to hurt you!" – Kurt climbed aboard and after taking a deep breath, sank down onto the thick, rigid flesh.
He bit his lip and settled with his butt almost touching Noah's thighs, a half-drunk look on his face as he bit his lip. Noah stared up at him, transfixed, and waited until Kurt was ready to move. With a nod at him, Kurt shifted up slowly and Noah grabbed his hips, marveling for the thousandth time how hot Kurt's body was.
Mindful of the fact that their daughter, though a heavy sleeper, was just right down the hall, Kurt rode Noah with a determination that soon had Noah moaning and writhing beneath him. Suddenly he sat up with his arms tightly around Kurt's waist and with a muttered "hold on!" flipped them so that Kurt was staring up at him, startled but happy.
Noah put his back into it, plowing into Kurt's luscious body as he gripped the long legs to him. He moved one of Kurt's hands to wrap around his neglected cock and Kurt keened as he yanked himself towards a volcanic climax.
Noah held on, trying desperately not to come but moaned low and deep when he felt the heat coiling in his lower back. Staring at Kurt's enraptured face, he gritted out, "I love you," before erupting deep inside the hot, clutching channel.
Kurt's eyes had nearly rolled back in his head, his poor bottom lip tortured and red but he raised his head to pant, "God, I love you, baby, so much!"
Noah chuckled breathlessly as he stared down at the wrecked bedding and his flushed, sweaty, sticky husband. Easing out gently and mindful of the slight wince Kurt tried to hide, Noah grabbed the wipes by the bed and stroked softly over Kurt's trembling body.
Kurt sighed, almost purring and when Noah was through, tossing the used wipes in the bin, he opened his arms so that Noah could snuggle down against him.
They were still breathing deeply, their bodies calming and Kurt, for once not as sleepy as Noah apparently was, murmured, "Tonight was perfect, sweetie."
Noah lifted his head to drop a light kiss on Kurt's puffy lips. "Thank you; I put my back into it…"
Kurt stared at him, his mouth dropping open before he grinned at his husband. "Not the sex, you nut, the party!"
He laughed as Noah almost pouted and then returned the kiss, drawing it out a little longer before saying, "but the sex was epic, too!"
Noah pulled the sheets up and over them, not even trying to stifle the huge yawn that exploded out of him and then, "Yeah, tonight was great… especially with the news!"
"I know, right?!" Kurt chuckled and shook his head. "God help us, we're going to have a little Finn … or a little Rachel!"
They stared at each other for seconds and then burst out laughing, the sound bouncing around the bedroom softly before they settled down to sleep.
"G'night, dollface," Noah murmured sleepily. He snuffled when Kurt ran a hand through his damp hair and smiled when he heard, "G'night, stud."
Kurt smiled up at the ceiling, his mind and body sated with pleasure and happiness. Who knew, he thought back to his conversation earlier with his dad; he certainly hadn't but he thanked Whoever was looking out for them before giving in to much-needed sleep.
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TBC
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A/N 2: Okay, folks, thanks for being with me during this long ride. I have the epilogue to come and I hope you enjoy that, too.
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