Warnings: Actual smut, boy x boy, kissing, swearing, talk about breasts and other appendages…
A/N: Wow thank you everybody for your reviews, alerts and favourites. I've had a few people on Tumblr comment as well which is amazing! So this is set in summer, about 7 months after Dave and Kurt started dating and we'll see Dave's work. There's smut dotted along the chapter. One more after this which will be Halloween. If you'd like a Christmas epilogue to make it a full circle just say the word. As always, sorry about the mistakes I didn't catch. Long A/N is long. Thank you all again!
Disclaimer: Don't own Glee.
Chocolaterie
Kurt was absolutely wrecked when he pulled himself out of the taxi, throwing money at the driver before grabbing the cool bag from work, his three bags of groceries and messenger bag and letting the vehicle drive away. He walked up the steps to the townhouse groaning at how sweaty and tired he was as he located the key and pushed the door open.
"Kurt? Is that you?" A voice called and Kurt's head shot up.
"It's me David, hence why you gave me the key," Kurt shouted back and locked the door again, "So you wouldn't have to question who it was coming in!"
"Sorry," Dave called again and Kurt just smiled walking down the hallway to dump his bag in the kitchen and start putting groceries way.
"What's the in the bags?" Dave asked making his appearance from down the stairs and kissing Kurt soundly on the lips.
"Mmm," Kurt moaned as their tongues met quickly before pulling away, "Groceries mainly. I may have also grabbed a couple of chocolate lips that were near expiration and a slice of Tom's cappuccino and chocolate birthday cake."
"You are seriously the best," Dave said with his mouth already full of the cake.
"That's disgusting and I know," Kurt smiled as he refilled the egg holder and chucked the carton in the bin beside the fridge.
"I have something to ask you," Dave said as grabbed a fork and held out a piece of cake
"If its something to do with why I'm getting so fat," Kurt said before accepting the cake and chewing thoughtfully, "It's because you keep feeding me cake."
"No it's not that," Dave smiled as he poured Kurt a much needed drink, "Are you sure you don't want to sell your apartment?"
"I like my apartment," Kurt argued.
"You barely spend any time there anyway," Dave said as he handed Kurt a glass of lemonade, "You only go there to wash your clothes and then you come back or if you can't be bothered getting a taxi."
"True but it's only been seven months," Kurt sighed, "I just want somewhere to still call my own. Anyway I don't want to argue with you today. I just want to spend some time lying with you on the couch watching whatever scary movie you forced on me and being chilled by your air conditioner."
Dave finally grinned, "So my choice of movie tonight?"
"Did I say that?" Kurt asked with a smirk and relented by sprawling across the couch, "Fine you get movie pick tonight. As long as I don't have to move."
"Good," Dave replied moving to sit on Kurt who shrieked and sat up, "Works every time."
Kurt didn't answer and instead moved back into his position, head resting on Dave's lap rather than the cushions on the couch. After a shaky Valentine's Day, ending with Dave asking Kurt to move in, they had been closer than ever despite the rain cloud hanging over their heads. Kurt didn't know why he wanted to keep that shabby old apartment when he could be living in a Manhattan townhouse with someone who appeared to be the love of his life.
"Hey, you never said I wasn't fat," Kurt said grumpily, pouting at Dave and fishing for compliments.
Dave grinned and helped Kurt onto his knees next to him. Very gently, Dave tugged on the front of Kurt's shirt and they sighed together into an open mouthed kiss. Kurt moved himself to straddle Dave and their hips aligned as Kurt thrust down.
"Can I jerk you off?" Dave asked against Kurt's lips and Kurt looked back with a warm smile.
"Yes," He said simply and Dave helped him to shimmy out of his tight jeans bringing him back to rest with one leg over the other.
Dave stroked Kurt's half-hard erection gently, teasing it harder and finally pulling down Kurt's underwear, throwing them on the floor. He pressed light kisses to the exposed skin of Kurt's neck and Kurt groaned, rolling his hips down into Dave's body.
"I want you to … nnnghh," Kurt finished his sentence with a rather impressive moan as Dave's large hand wrapped around his cock.
"That?" Dave smirked and Kurt nodded quickly, "Faster or slower?"
"Faster, God faster!" Kurt screamed as Dave sped up and grabbed at the back of Dave's neck to pull him into a kiss.
It was the chocolate flavour that still remained from the treats Kurt had fed him previously which sent Kurt writhing on the couch and he tensed, becoming oddly silent as he came over Dave's fist as Dave kissed him through his orgasm. Dave grabbed the tissue box from the coffee table and cleaned Kurt up as his breathing returned to normal.
"Did you want me to…" Kurt trailed off and Dave shook his head.
"No I'm fine just watching you," Dave said as he leaned back and helped Kurt wriggle back into his pants.
"I should shower," Kurt said as he finishing with the button, "I bought new shower gel too."
"As long as it isn't that floral crap you bought last time," Dave said and Kurt gave a mischievous smirk, "Oh come on, the kids at work and even my co-workers tease me all day for smelling like a girl."
Kurt just smiled, grabbed the last shopping back that they had abandoned on the counter and wandered upstairs whistling with a wiggle of his hips. When Dave heard the shower he sighed, grabbing Kurt's abandoned lemonade and willed his erection away.
Kurt was growing frustrated with the new summer display that needed to be up in the front window with the Valentine's decorations brought down before July came along. He found himself changing the sketch several times before he settled on a large beach like cake as a base with a bust of a woman in a bikini, some umbrellas and somehow a lake needed to fit in.
He carved into the Styrofoam, trying to shape the breasts for the model in his summer window display. He threw the knife down in disgust when his fourth attempt turned out uneven once again and planted himself on the stool that sat next to him.
"What's wrong?" Teddy asked in a bored tone and Kurt narrowed his eyes.
"The breasts won't work," Kurt said and Teddy sniggered.
"Have you ever actually felt breasts?" He asked and Kurt looked absolutely appalled, "No of course you haven't. I'm going to get Claire."
"Wait wha…" Kurt trailed off as Teddy skipped out into the hallway, reappearing moments later with a protesting Claire.
"Teddy said you wanted to feel my breasts?" Claire poses this as a question and Kurt flushes a deep pink.
"I never said that," Kurt glared at Teddy before softening his expression for Claire, "Claire I'm sorry, I never said that. I just can't get the display right but it doesn't matter."
"Oh well sorry but you can't have mine," Claire giggled before kissing Teddy on the cheek and wandering back out of the kitchen.
"I'm screwed," Kurt moaned into his hands, "Valentine's Day was mayhem and now the summer display will be equally as horrible.
"You'll be fine," Teddy patted Kurt's shoulder in sympathy, "What if I do the shaping and you can do the actual cooking and laying the decorations on?"
Kurt glanced up with a renewed fire in his eyes and clapped his hands together, "That's actually a brilliant idea. Try not to make them any larger than they have to be. We're going for realistic and for average so try about a C or a D."
"You know people do have breasts larger than a D and are natural?" Teddy said as he took over Kurt's stool.
"Are we really having this discussion?" Kurt asked with a smirk of amusement, "A gay man and a man who is dating a seventeen … sorry eighteen year old and can't keep his hormones in check are going to discuss breast sizes?"
Teddy looked almost thoughtful for a moment, "Okay you have a point."
"I do indeed," Kurt mused as he poured the flour into the large mixing bowl.
The breasts turned out rather fantastically in Kurt's opinion. He had cut up the cake and slapped it around in chucks, carving it to match the shape of the foam. Teddy and Kurt then wrapped the creamy coloured fondant over the cake for skin which was joined by blue and green strips to form a bikini top.
"Phew," Teddy exclaimed once they were finished, "That's a nice pair of tits."
"Teddy," Kurt growled and brought his hand over the back of Teddy's head.
"Well I made them!" Teddy said, "I'm allowed to think they're good."
"You did a very good job I'll admit," Kurt praised and looked up at the clock, "I'm late again."
"We're always late," Teddy whined, "I never have time to take Claire out anymore now I'm the assistant to the freaking head decorator."
"You'll live," Kurt grinned, "David however will be waiting with a hot dinner and hopefully a nice glass of wine. God knows I need it after today."
"We've still got the little things and the base don't we?" Teddy questioned and Kurt nodded as he took off his apron and threw it in the weekly washing tub.
"I'll deal with that tomorrow. We have a week and I'm not panicked to be honest," Kurt waved goodbye after this and tottered out to hail a taxi.
He arrived home just as Dave was unlocking the door and he called out after he handed the correct change to the driver.
"Hey good looking," Kurt whistled and Dave dropped his briefcase which burst open and the bag that appeared to be takeout on the porch, "Sorry."
Dave twisted the key and pushed the door open before turning so he could kiss Kurt on the cheek and bent down to pick up their dinner which had spilled out of the containers into the plastic.
"Can we salvage it?" Kurt asked.
"Yeah it was only Chinese noodles and fried rice," Dave mumbled, "The bag was tied up anyway."
"Good," Kurt agreed, "I'll take it in while you get your papers."
When they were both inside with minimal hassle, Kurt set about fishing his dinner out of the plastic bag while Dave sorted out his papers. He entered the kitchen and pulled Kurt's body flush against his own, kissing his neck gently. Kurt tilted his head to the side and Dave placed open mouthed kisses along the skin until Kurt shivered.
"Tickles," He said quietly and pulled away to face Dave, "I missed you."
"Missed you too. You don't usually stay away for so long." Dave said as he moved to pour Kurt a glass of wine, "So what's the new display going to be like?"
"Amazing," Kurt exclaimed happily, "We've finished the main display. We just need to finish the sandy type base and make a few props such as beach umbrellas, towels and sunglasses. Things like that."
"What about a beach ball?"
Kurt choked on his wine and spluttered as it made its way down painfully, "I never thought about that. You're a marvel."
Dave just grinned and accepted his plate from Kurt, tucking into the food hungrily, "God this is good. Do I get any treats today?"
"You sound like a puppy," Kurt mumbled, "And no unfortunately."
"Mmm do I get anything treats today?" Dave asked, running a hand up from Kurt's knee higher to his thigh.
"David," Kurt warned, "We're eating and I have a glass in my hand."
"So?" Dave asked as though it refuted every one of Kurt's points.
"So when we're finished I will wash the dishes while you go upstairs, strip and be waiting for me after I dry up."
Dave's jaw dropped and Kurt chuckled, "Close your mouth honey, you'll catch flies and I have no doubt you will in this heat."
Dave promptly shut his mouth and returned to his dinner leaving Kurt to feel rather pleased with himself. This feeling lasted until two days later when the final decorations were being placed for the summer display and a young boy walked into the shop.
"Sorry, we're closed," Kurt called over from where he stood holding the ladder that Teddy was currently perched on.
"It's okay Kurt," Claire said from the desk, "He's here for me."
"He is?" Teddy asked, his anger growing and Kurt hushed him.
"Relax," The boy drawled and Teddy hurriedly came down the ladder, "I'm just picking up Claire for some summer camp thing she roped me into."
"I'll be two seconds," Claire said and the boy walked over to where Kurt and Teddy were placed the borders for the window.
"Don't hurry," The boy said, looking both men up and down, "Either of you gay?"
Teddy laughed out loud while Kurt frowned, "Not that it's any of your business but I am. Teddy's not."
"And what's your name?"
"He's Kurt," Teddy grinned and Kurt glared at him.
"So Kurt," The boy smirked, "How about you show me to the back room and we can get to know each other better."
"Uhm no and I don't even know your name," Kurt blinked at the boy's boldness and was horribly reminded of someone in his senior year.
"That doesn't matter."
"This is Nathan, he's seventeen," Claire supplied and hugged Teddy goodbye.
"Don't tell him that," The boy, Nathan, hissed, "He's hot."
Kurt flushed and Nathan's smirk increased, "I hate to tell you sweetie but I'm taken."
"Oh yeah?" Nathan moved his body in a sinful manner up to Kurt, "I'm sure he's not that important."
"Oh he's very important," Kurt said, grinning as Dave entered the shop, "As a matter of fact he's right behind you."
Nathan spun around to face the hulking, actually harmless, figure of Dave Karofsky who gave an evil grin and Nathan scoffed.
"Damn," He said, "C'mon Claire, we need to go anyway."
"For your summer camp project?" Kurt teased and Nathan huffed, walking out of the store angrily.
"Kurt," Claire chastised as she grabbed her bag and ran out after her friend.
"Yeah Kurt," Dave said and Kurt chuckled, leaning up to kiss Dave soundly, "You ready?"
"Yes," Kurt answered and looked towards the display, "What do you think?"
Dave took in the bright summer colours, the breasts that sat on an angle and the large beach ball that perched in the corner of the sandy coloured base, "Wow Kurt."
"Teddy did a lot of the big sculpting," Kurt said with pride lacing his voice and Teddy looked rather shocked at the praise, "I'll definitely mention this to Tom."
"Uh thanks Kurt," Teddy said, looking nervous for the first time in the time Kurt has known him.
"No problem," Kurt replied and turned to Dave, "You promised lunch?"
"I'm taking you to lunch but I have to duck back to work because I forgot a file," Dave said and followed Kurt down to the kitchen, "I have the rest of the afternoon off to deal with a case."
Kurt said goodbye to Teddy after he'd disposed of his apron and grabbed his bag and held Dave's hand as they walked down the street.
"So hot," Kurt pretended to gasp and Dave wrapped an arm around his shoulders jokingly, "No way, too hot."
"Yeah you're too hot," Dave teased, "Why are you wearing a long-sleeved top and jeans when it's this bad?"
"I guess I like having a reason to complain," Kurt shrugged and Dave laughed, taking his hand once more, "Are we getting a taxi?"
"Yeah, just wanted to get out of the chaos in front of your shop," Dave said, "Seriously that display is really cool."
"Thanks," Kurt felt his cheeks warm, "Taxi!"
The trip downtown was quicker than Kurt expected before he realised most sane people were either at the pool, in their own pool or inside with the air conditioning on with the setting to Arctic freeze. Dave grabbed Kurt's hand as they headed into the tall building which made up Dave's work.
"It's nice in here," Kurt complimented, taking in the modern design of the reception area and the delightfully cool temperature.
"Hey Julie, Leanne. Just here to pick up some stuff," Dave greeted the two women at the desk.
"What did we say about working too hard?" The black haired woman asked and Dave just shrugged adorably.
"Can't seem to help it. Can you buzz us in?"
They walked through a gate which blocked half of the hallway and Dave explained that it was a precaution for the many people that come through the building including police and young people with criminal convictions. They took the elevator up to the third floor and Dave led Kurt down the hallway and to the right where they came across his office.
"Impressive," Kurt said as he took in the contents of the room.
"Ha thanks," Dave said, "I won't be a moment."
"Wow who are all these kids?" Kurt asked as looked over the large corkboard on Dave's wall which was covered in photographs.
"The kids I've either helped with parent situations or I've helped find a home," Dave said, "Even some kids who've just needed a place to crash."
"You've let kids crash at your house? I haven't realised."
"Yeah in the past," Dave said, "If they need it and let me help them then the couch is all theirs for the taking."
"Right," Kurt said slowly looking at the photos, "You didn't just come here for a file did you?"
"Well I actually wanted to talk to you about moving in again," Dave said as he moved through the files, "I just thought it might be easier to work around each other and see each other more."
"I'm with you almost every day," Kurt argued, "Please Dave, not here."
"I want every day Kurt," Dave said, growing frustrated, "I want to be selfish for once in this relationship and I want to adopt a child that comes through the system and give them a happy life with two strong, loving parents. God Kurt, not even that. I just want you."
"David we're in your office with many of your co-workers and possibly children listening to this argument," Kurt said quietly, "Just think about them for a moment. I am not working our possible children into this."
"I don't want to think about them," Dave roared, "I want to think about this relationship, right here, right now."
"I …" Kurt trailed off with a broken expression, "Dave please."
Dave nodded and for the first time, Kurt saw tears in his hazel eyes, "Fine. I won't expect you to come over for a while then?"
"You're giving me an ultimatum?"
"No," Dave sniffed, "I'm telling you that we should take our time and sort out our priorities. Clearly our relationship doesn't mean much to you."
Kurt reeled back at this and felt his world crashing around him. He walked over to the door, opening it and freezing when he found a little boy about seven or eight standing with an older woman who was scowling. He looked back at Dave with wet eyes, "I guess I'll see you around."
Kurt's own parting words ran around his head for the entirety of summer and all too soon the last week of August came about. The shop had closed early because Tom wanted all staff to attend a party to see Claire off to her first year of college.
Kurt had declined, not feeling in a partying mood and Claire understood. Kurt watched her walk out of the store hand in hand with Teddy who Kurt knew to be filled with relief that Claire was only going to Columbia rather than heading out of state.
So he had decided to stay in the kitchens later that night, making last minute touches to cakes for pick up the following day before moving on to experimenting with new designs. He had sketched out the Halloween display already and tried to feel pleased that he was staying on top of his work but the horrible feeling from his argument with Dave kept returning.
Kurt jumped as he heard someone knocking and shouting from the front of the shop and grabbed a rolling pin from the bench he was working at, stalking down the corridor. He sighed in relief when he saw Dave through the gap between the curtains looking disappointed out the front and twisted the deadlock so he could come in.
"What are you doing here?" Kurt hissed as he slammed the door.
Dave looked horrible with a five o'clock shadow on his face, blotchy cheeks and red eyes, "I needed to see you Kurt."
"Follow me," Kurt said and led Dave out of the store, down the hallway and to the large kitchen. He took his seat at the bench where a small silver mixing bowl lay and placed the rolling pin down where it had been before.
"Are you here alone?" Dave asked and Kurt nodded, keeping his eyes trained on the floor, "Kurt, look at me."
Kurt looked up slowly, his eyes locking with Dave's and he tensed, repeating, "What are you doing here?"
"I miss you Kurt," Dave said as he stood awkwardly in the doorway of the kitchen, "I'm sorry I shouted at you and pushed you to do something you weren't ready for. I'm so freaking sorry."
"It's okay, I was out of line too," Kurt admitted softly, "I was … am ready to move in and something was just holding me back I guess. Have you been sleeping?"
"Not really," Dave said, "I get a few hours a night but nothing like I used to. Even the kids I see know something's up."
"I hope nothing's up now," Kurt said quietly, "I don't know how we've gone so long without seeking each other out. I promise, our relationship is one of the most important things to me Dave."
"So we're good?" Dave asked, looking very scared at Kurt's reaction.
"We're good," Kurt confirmed, "I missed you too."
"So what are you doing?" Dave questioned as he walked over to look at Kurt's creations.
"Just experimenting," Kurt replied with a small grin and dipped his finger in the chocolate sauce that was cooling. "Taste? It's chocolate sauce with strawberry."
Dave looked at the finger Kurt was offering, doused in thick chocolate sauce. Dave took a deep breath and sucked Kurt's finger into his mouth. He allowed his tongue to move gently around the digit, licking it completely clean of the strawberry flavoured chocolate sauce before pulling his mouth away and holding Kurt's now shaking hand steady as he placed light kisses on the finger.
Without pausing, Kurt wrapped his arms around Dave's neck and pulled him close. Their lips touched and Kurt's tongue darted out to lap at the chocolate taste in Dave's mouth. He groaned hungrily and pulled Dave closer, Dave's arms wrapping around his waist. They were closer than usual, so close that Dave could feel Kurt's clothed erection against his thigh. Kurt pulled back first, breathing heavily and kissing Dave chastely once more.
"Will you come home with me?" Kurt questioned softly against Dave's lips, "I'll just put all this stuff in the fridge and set the alarm."
"Home?" Dave asked and Kurt nodded with a smile, "My home?"
"Our home," Kurt clarified and his smile widened as Dave realised what he was talking about. He licked at Dave's bottom lip and pulled away.
"S-sure," Dave stuttered, feeling heat run over his body and Kurt smiled before returning to clean.
They managed to make it out of the shop, Kurt locking up quickly and hurried to the subway where they managed to catch a few glances in their anxious states.
"How about we go to your apartment one more time?" Dave asked and Kurt looked at him curiously.
"Okay," Kurt agreed.
Their train pulled to a stop and Kurt grabbed Dave's hand and ran up the steps of the station. They giggled madly as they ran through the streets until they reached Kurt's apartment. Kurt took twice as long to locate the keys in his bag before unlocking the door, throwing his things away and kicking the door shut with his foot as he was lifted up into Dave.
Hooking his legs around Dave's waist, they managed to make it to the bedroom, Kurt being dumped unceremoniously on his bed. He wriggled up to the pillows and gestured Dave to crawl on top of him. Dave complied, hovering over Kurt as they kissed hungrily.
"I have some stuff in the bathroom," Kurt breathed as Dave sucked on his neck, "If we're ready for that."
"If you're ready, I'm ready," Dave said in a deep voice that sent shivers down Kurt's spine.
"I'm ready for you," He whispered and with a lasting kiss, Kurt ran off to the bathroom where he collected an unopened packet of condoms and a half full container of lube.
"You've done this before right?" Dave asked as Kurt returned and Kurt nodded.
"Yep."
"Alright," Dave replied and pulled Kurt down to sit on his lap.
Their lips melded together, softer than before. Their tongues danced together, Dave's arms coming around to press Kurt tighter against him. They made their way through the layers of clothes and finally lay down facing each other in only their underwear.
"I think I love you," Kurt whispered and Dave smiled.
"I know I love you," Dave breathed back, his stomach flittering with Kurt's words.
Sighing happily, Kurt turned to lie on his back, Dave moving to pull his tight briefs off. He took a deep breath as he traced the contours of Kurt's cock gently, listening to Kurt's little breathy moans that sparked something deep inside him.
"Dave please," Kurt said quietly and Dave covered three of his fingers in lube, his hand dropping down Kurt's body to touch him.
"Mmm," Kurt groaned.
Dave slowly moved one finger into Kurt, moving in and out several times before Kurt requested more. He eventually had three fingers stretching Kurt who had taken to writhing on the bed every time Dave stroked over his prostate. Slowly Dave pulled his fingers out and pulled a condom on.
"You sure?" Dave had to ask and Kurt nodded.
"Definitely."
Dave pushed in slowly and Kurt choked, clenching around the head for a few moments which caused Dave to groan deeply before he relaxed. Dave gave a few stuttering thrusts before Kurt had enough.
"I'm not a virgin for Christ sake David," Kurt said and leaned forward to put his hands on Dave's behind to pull him in until he could go no further. "Oh God."
"Shit," Dave hissed, "So good."
Kurt's expression told him to wait until he had adjusted and when Kurt finally opened his eyes to stare at Dave, he started thrusting slowly.
"God I forgot what this was like," Kurt moaned as he writhed on the bed, "So good."
Dave didn't feel the need to respond with words so he simply increased his tempo causing Kurt to groan loudly when he hit his prostate.
"Sorry, God this won't last very long," Dave threw out. "So freaking close."
"It's kay," Kurt replied as he ran his hand up Dave's side and then dropped his hand to fist himself, "God, it's so good. You're so good."
Kurt knew Dave needed a final push to get him over the edge so he clenched hard and with two thrusts and Kurt's name on his lips, Dave came hard into Kurt and pulled out to roll to the side. Not missing a beat, Dave wrapped his hand around Kurt's which was moving quickly up and down his length.
"David!" Kurt shouted and his whole body shook, toes curled as he came over his hand.
They lay there panting in unison noting the hot breeze that's swept in through Kurt's open window.
"Hot," Kurt mumbled in his post-coital haze.
"I am yeah?" Dave teased and Kurt slapped him soundly on his chest before running his hand through the hair.
"Mmm," Kurt finally agreed but rolled away just the same, "Still hot."
"Say it again," Dave whispered, turning on his side so his lips could trail down Kurt's sweaty back.
"Hmm?" Kurt giggled at the feeling and it took a while before his mind caught up with Dave's request, "I love you. Oh Dave I love you."
"Will you move in with me?" Dave asked, sucking at Kurt's neck and Kurt laughed.
"Yes," Kurt said and turned back over to face Dave, "But I'm re-decorating stat."
"A'right," Dave agreed, nuzzling Kurt's cheek lovingly before pausing and pulling back. "Wait, what the heck is wrong with our house?"