A/N: So I'm a giant fail whale when it comes to updating. I can only say my Sterek obsession was way more intense then I imagined and as a lot of this needed to be re written I couldn't do it without having Dave wolf out on me and Seb go all werewolf besty... And it was my birthday today, so this weekend has been choc full of celebrating but I managed to squeez in some writing time and this happened.. I really am sorry for the delay and I am truly grateful to everyone who's stuck with me through this and has reviewed, alerted or simply taken a squiz at my fic; you guys are all awesome and I love you :) Anyways, this is part two of the last chapter... I hope you enjoy it XD
Disclaimer: I don't own Glee :(
Of Meerkats and moving forward.
Chapter 17
Kurt winced as his knees and palms came into contact with the gravel; his skin scraping along the surface, tearing it open.
"Don't fucking touch him!" He heard Seb yell, watching as the other boy shoved at a Titan player before another grabbed him from behind, locking his arms in place.
"Looks like our old buddy, Dave's jersey?" The Titan's sneer caused Kurt to shiver in revulsion. "You his girly little cheerleader, are you?"
"Don't tell me," came the arrogant voice of Azimio Adams. "You're Karofsky's little butt fucking boyfriend?" Kurt winced as the bigger boy's fist slammed into Sebastian's gut, knocking the wind out of him. Sebastian coughed and wheezed, but continued to struggle in his captors arms.
"I shouldn't touch him." The jock holding Sebastian laughed, throwing him to the ground; his skull cracking into the hard surface. "Don't wanna catch the gay." He guffawed.
"You can't catch it you caveman." Kurt grunted as he struggled to get up, wanting to help the other boy.
"Stay down faggot." Kurt cried out as a heavy foot came down on his back, slamming and pinning him to the ground.
"Get the fuck off him!" Seb shouted, as he tackled the footballer off of a gasping Kurt; both boys landing in a grappling heap, as five other players jumped into the fray, laying into Sebastian who wasn't backing down no matter how out numbered and out matched he was.
...
"What are you doing?" Came the shrill scream of Candice, who sprinted to the fight. "Nikki, get help!" She cried as she slammed into one jock, her knee cracking forcefully into the boy's crotch.
"Crazy bitch." The boy groaned in a pitch slightly higher then normal, curling in on himself and dropping where he stood.
"I'll give you crazy bitch!" She hollered, jumping straight into the fight, tiny arms flailing everywhere.
...
"SEB!" Dave's scream was loud to Kurt's ears, as was his footsteps, as a large blur, resembling Dave, threw himself at the five Titans still laying into his boyfriend; Jimmy and Alex following him.
"Candice, what are you doing?" Kurt watched James pull the struggling girl out of the fight, before throwing himself at an opposing player.
"You okay, sweetheart?" A female voice asked quietly, as Nikki's hand came into view. Kurt grasped it, wincing as he got to his feet.
"Oh my god, Kurt, are you okay?" He felt safe as his boyfriend's arms wrapped around him, holding him tightly as he flinched at the violence occuring around him.
"HEY! What in the hell is going on here?" Kurt felt relief wash over him as he heard his dad's voice. "Hey! Get off him now, break it up!"
It was almost amusing how the voice of an elder could break up a fight immediately; the jocks scattering at the sight of Burt. All except Azimio, who seemed stuck on ending Dave.
"You think you could just waltz around, parading your fairy boyfriend off in your jersey? You think we want to play against some fat assed faggot? Did you really think you could show your face around us and everything would be cool?" He sneered as Dave clashed with him, struggling to hold his ground against the larger boy who used his weight against Dave's brute strength. "You filthy, fucking homo. It's a shame you didn't die, would've done us all a favour." He grunted as Dave's fist collided with his nose, the resounding crunch making Kurt wince.
"BREAK IT UP! WHAT THE HELL IS THIS, ADAMS?" Came the roar of Shannon Beiste, who grabbed her player, pinning his arms to his sides and sitting him against a dumpster. "You sit your ass down boy!" She growled as Azimio had made a quick attempt at going for Dave again. "Karofsky, what the hell is this?" She growled.
"They attacked me." Kurt cried. "They attacked me and Sebastian," he gestured to the boy Dave was now helping off the ground. "Sebastian stepped in to stop them and they went for him. That's when Nikki ran to get help and Dave came."
"And you're alright kid?" She asked softly, squeezing Kurt's shoulder affectionately. Kurt nodded, still trying to comprehend what had just happened.
...
Sebastian groaned as he felt Dave gently lifting him, arms supporting most of his weight, as his ability to stand alone was almost non-existent. As the adrenaline subsided, the pain took over, every part of his body aching.
"You alright babe? I'm sorry, fuck, I'm so sorry." Dave whimpered, laying his forehead against Seb's.
"Mmmm, my head hurts." Seb whined quietly.
"Karofsky!" The shout peirced Seb's throbbing skull. "Do you wanna explain yourself?"
"They were attacking him, coach." Dave growled, as Seb clung to him, burrowing his throbbing head into Dave's chest. "What did you expect me to do?"
"This is your...?" She nodded in understanding before Dave could respond. "Alright, well we've got police and paramedics on the way, he'll need to get checked out, okay?" Dave nodded as Seb whined in protest. He didn't need an ambulance, he needed a heat pack and a bed. "Come on kid."
"Sebastian." Dave interjected.
"Sebastian, you may have a concussion. You need to get looked at." She said quietly, rubbing his arm as Dave tightened his arms around him, comfortingly.
"Whatever." Sebastian grimaced as the word vibrated through his head.
"You did well though, buddy." Seb sucked in a sharp breathe as the woman clapped him on the shoulder. "Mighty brave of ya, stickin' up for Hummel that way. Against six footballers too, might I add."
"Mmm, I try." Seb mumbled.
"And you girl, taken on all them boys." Seb groaned; she just refused to shut up. "Don't know whether that was brave or stupid."
"I've got two older brothers. I can take care of myself." Candice smiled as she went back to cooeing over Jimmy's face, the boy kissing her proudly.
"That's my girl, taking on footballers." Jimmy grinned.
"I'll take you on if you don't stand still." She scolded.
...
Sebastian swayed on his feet, the ground just refusing to stay solid.
"Sit him down, Karofsky. He's had a nasty knock to the head." Seb frowned; well fuck, how bad did he look?
"Am I hideous?" Seb mumbled, as Dave carefully sat him on the cold ground.
"What? No, you're beautiful." Dave muttered, wrapping his arms around him again.
"Pfft, I know that. I mean, my face; how's it looking right now?"
"A few cuts and bruises. Not nearly as bad as I thought you'd be when I first saw them on you." Dave frowned. "What the fuck happened? What made you take on six footballers?"
"Well it wasn't exactly a choice." Seb rolled his eyes, instantly regretting it when even that hurt. "They were pushing Kurt around; homophobic douchelords." He shrugged. "What the fuck was he supposed to do against all of them?" Seb scoffed. "Your old buddy doesn't seem too fond of me. I turned you gay, how dare I." He chuckled sarcastically.
"I'm gonna fucking kill him, I swear."
"No you won't." Burt growled, croaching infront of them. "Cops are on the way, they'll handle them now."
"How's Kurt?" Seb asked.
"Bit banged and shook up. A lot better off then he would've been if you boys hadn't been there. So thank you. Especially you." He looked pointedly at Sebastian.
"I fear me being there just made it worse." Seb shrugged stiffly.
"He's been getting pushed around for years." He felt Dave shift uncomfortably beside him. "This happening wasn't your fault and I'm sorry you got hurt sticking up for him."
"I don't like homophobic jerks." Seb glared.
"I can imagine." Burt grimaced, turning as the sounds of sirens sounded in the not too far distance. "You boys best get yourselves checked out. I assume the police will have a few questions for you aswell. You two need a lift home after?"
"I'll drive; I'm fine." Dave muttered.
"If you're sure." Burt shrugged. "I've gotta head back to Kurt, but thank you boys; both of you, honestly. I appreciate what you did." He strained a smile, before turning back to his family.
...
After what felt like a life time of questions and prodding at his head, Dave had silently driven them home, his face tight with anger, knuckles clenched white on the steering wheel.
He now found himself layed up on Dave's couch, Dave fussing over him, making him rest and wiping away the dirt and blood that covered him.
"You should call your dad, let him know what happened." Dave, at eighteen, had refused to let the police notify his father of the incident. They'd attempted to call a close relative of Sebastian's, but after his grandparents had responded with 'who?', before proceeding to hang up on the officer, they'd intrusted him to Dave's care. He was grateful he had at least one person who cared about him, no matter how much he was currently grumbling.
"I don't want to worry him." Dave mumbled, wincing as Seb hissed as the wash cloth Dave was wiping him down with came into contact with one of his many abrasions.
"And when he finds out you've been keeping stuff from him, he'll end up worrying more." Seb countered.
"Alright, I'll call him in the morning." Dave sighed. "I'm more worried about you right now."
"Oh my god, I'm fine." Seb threw his arms up in agitation. Truth be told, he was a little sore, but he'd experienced a hell of a lot worse before. Mostly, he was just annoyed that Dave refused to let him sleep after the paramedic had told Dave of Seb's mild concussion.
"You're not fine. You just took on six guys as big as horses and now have a concussion."
"I just have a headache. Seriously, I'm fine. Just wanna sleep it off."
"No! No, you have to stay awake for a few hours with a concussion."
"But I'm tired." He whined. "You can always distract me?" He winked, scowling as the doorbell rang. "If that's Hummel, tell him I'm gonna finish his cock blocking ass myself."
Dave rolled his eyes, going to answer the door to the chorus of mutterings from Sebastian; of Kurt Hummel and his boner blocking ways.
"What the fuck are you doing here?" Dave set eyes on the boy who he'd once called his friend; though last they'd spoken he was threatening Dave.
"I jus- I wanted to make sure you guys were okay?" Ben muttered, not making eye contact with him.
"Come to finish the job then?" Dave glared. "Cos I'm warning you now, I'll fucking win."
"What? No! Coming out of the locker rooms, a bunch of Titans came passed laughing about fucking up the f-faggots." He frowned uncomfortably. "They weren't laughing by the time we finished with them. No one fucks with one of our own."
"That's funny, cos last time we spoke, you seemed to want nothing to do with me; go back and lie down, Seb." Dave muttered as Sebastian came up behind him, glaring daggers at the intruder.
"Look Dave, I'm sorry." Ben frowned. "I jus- I've grown up with the idea that men played football. Men were tough. And gay guys, they like singing, dancing and fashion. That's all I've ever known." He fidgeted under Dave's look. "But then you; it was just out of the blue. I never expected it and I handled it badly."
"Oh, I'm so sorry, Ben." Dave sneered sarcastically; Seb was proud at how well he was rubbing off on Dave. "This has all just been so easy for me. I never thought to worry about how this would effect you. Sorry for the inconveniance."
"Stop, please. I'm no good with words, but I came here tonight to make sure you guys were alright and just to say that," he looked up, catching Dave's eye. "You may never want to be friends again, and I get it, but whatever happens in the future, you're my mate and I promise to always have your back."
Dave sighed, breaking eye contact with the boy. Being outed had been awful. Without Seb, Jimmy and Alex, Dave was afraid to think what he may have done. And this boy, someone he'd trusted and called his friend, had been one of the first to turn.
"As you can see, we're both fine." Seb cut in before Dave had properly collected his thoughts. "Dave's had a rough night, so if you don't mind, I think this is a conversation for another time... Don't you?" He finished dismissively. Ben got the message loud and clear, luckily.
"Umm, yeah... I just- you're both okay, so that's good." He coughed awkwardly. "So I'll just go now." He finished, gesturing to his car.
"I think that's best for now." Dave nodded.
"Dave?" Dave looked up at him, remembering all the good times they'd had together and missing them. "I really am sorry."
"I know." Dave nodded as the boy turned and headed back towards his car.
...
"So that was unexpected." Seb said as he made himself comfortable on Dave's bed. "You okay?" He whispered as Dave snuggled up beside him.
"I don't know." He shrugged one shoulder. "But looking back on it, knowing that I'd lose him but gain you... I'd pick you everytime."
Seb felt his chest grow warm , the words bursting from his lips before he could stop them. "I love you, Dave." He clamped his eyes shut as he felt the other boy go stiff beside him.
"Really?" Seb opened his eyes to see Dave staring at him in disbelief.
"I, well yeah." He hadn't meant to say it, but the words were true. "I love you, have for ages. Just couldn't say it." He mumbled.
Dave was on him in the next moment, hovering over hm, as his mouth came down on Seb's heatedly.
"I love you too." Dave whispered, Seb opening his eyes again to see Dave staring at him in wonder, a soft smile on his lips.
...
Seb pushed at his chest, gently rolling Dave onto his back and straddling his hips, kissing him with all he had. This was the first time someone had told Sebastian they loved him; and meant it.
He gasped as Dave's fingers found the hem of his shirt, running them lightly over the exposed skin before pulling it up over his head. He was even more suprised when Dave removed his own shirt, blushing as he caught Seb taking in the sight of his naked chest. And fuck if Seb could ever get enough of that blush.
"I want to- fuck, I want you, Seb." Dave whispered, pulling him down for a soft kiss, Seb moaning as Dave's tongue ran along his bottom lip before entering slowly, gently.
Seb knew this was it; the thing he'd been dreaming about doing since he'd seen Dave that first time at the bar. Though back then his thoughts had run wild; images of hot, sweaty sex, being pinned under the larger teen as Dave took him roughly, had been replaced with slow, gentle love making, with eye contact, patience, declarations of love and cuddling afterwards. He'd never had that before. He'd naively thought it once; but this time, it was Dave, and he knew his boyfriend would still be there come morning. Just as he knew he'd be there in the morning too, right next to Dave.
...
Dave was ready. He'd never been more ready for this in his life. He was nervous; who wasn't nervous for their first time? But he was ready. He wanted this, wanted this with Sebastian more then anything.
He whimpered softly as Sebastian rolled his hips into Dave's; getting harder at feeling Sebastian hard against him. But Seb kept his kisses soft, light, it made Dave's heart melt at how patient and gentle Sebastian was being with him. It just made his decision, that this was right, all the more stronger.
Dave's heart sped up as Seb's hand went from cupping his cheek, to running down his ribs, to his jeans, unhooking the button and slowly pulling down his zipper. Breaking the kiss, Seb scooted down, removing Dave's jeans and boxers as he went, before slowly devoiding himself of his own and kissing his way back up Dave's legs, hips, stomach, chest, neck and finally his mouth; Dave moaning as Seb began rolling his naked groin into Dave's.
Dave held Seb's head with one hand, lacing his fingers through his soft hair, the other tracing light patterns on his hip bone. Seb cupped Dave's jaw with one hand, the other touching Dave any place it could reach.
Seb broke the kiss, looking Dave in the eye seriously. "Are you sure? Cos if you don't want to, I can wait. I'll wait as long as you want, I don't mind. I love you." He smiled, nuzzling Dave's nose with his own.
"I'm sure." Dave nodded. "I want this, with you. Just don't- I've never done this before, I don't know what I'm doing, so I'm sorry if it's-"
"Shhh." Seb stopped him. "Don't. Dave you have no idea how beautiful you are, how perfect. I just want this to be good for you." Dave nodded, knowing Sebastian underestood what he'd been about to say and not caring or judging Dave for his inexperience.
...
Dave leant over, Seb moving off him as Dave went for his bedside table, rummaging around before coming back with a bottle of lube and a condom; Seb taking them from his shaking hands and positioning himself comfortably between Dave's spread legs.
He watched apprehensively as Seb opened the bottle, squeezing a generous amount on his fingers and rubbing them together to warm it up.
"You're sure?" Seb asked once more and Dave nodded, the nervous lump in his throat preventing him from speaking. "Just relax and breath, babe." Dave took a deep breathe, bending his legs and bringing his knees up. He lifted his hips as Seb grabbed a pillow; he didn't know what he was doing, but he had the internet, he knew the basics, and the rest Seb could handle, could teach him. He trusted Seb to look after him.
He flinched involuntarily as Seb's finger circled his entrance, before pushing inside him, gently. "Relax, Davey." Seb whispered against his lips. Dave breathed in and out slowly, getting comfortable with the intrusive, strange feeling.
"More." Dave grunted when he felt comfortable enough.
He groaned at the slight burn he felt as Seb entered a second digit. It didn't hurt exactly, but he couldn't call it pleasant. He tried keeping his breathing even, muscles relaxed, as Seb began scissoring his fingers, stretching Dave.
His hips arched as Seb's fingers rubbed along that elusive spot, he'd never realised could bring him such intense feelings. He cried out as Seb continued pumping his fingers, rubbing them along it, moaning and biting gently at Dave's neck.
...
"I want you, Seb. I want you now." Dave whined, too far gone to be embarrassed by how he sounded.
Seb sat back on his heels, eyeing Dave seriously as he rolled the condom down his length; Dave trying to push back the nerves that had come racing back at the sight of Sebastian preparing himself.
"You're sure?" Seb asked, one last time.
"Y-yeah, Seb. I love you. I want this." Dave's breath hitched at the look Seb shot him before kissing him softly.
...
"I love you too, Davey." The boy whispered,while lining himself up and, so very slowly, pushing his way into his boyfriend.
He took it slow, stopping before rocking back and pushing in a little more, until his hips were flush against Dave's thighs.
"Shit, babe you okay?" He'd been concentrating so hard on not pushing in hard to that glorious, tight heat; he'd missed the strained, pained look on his boyfriend's face. "Fuck, I'm sorry. Did you wanna stop?"
"No." Dave sighed, frowning at the suggestion and bringing Seb's mouth down to his. "Just wait, give me a second before you move."
Seb nodded in understanding, kissing Dave softly and stroking him lightly until Dave bucked his hips into Seb's hand.
"Move. Fuck, Seb moved." The larger teen whined.
"Tell me if I hurt you." Seb whispered, pulling out slowly and pushing in just as gently.
He concentrated on keeping his pace slow, refusing to lose himself in the feeling of Dave all around him. His first time had been awful, an event he tried not to dwell on. He wanted this to be good for Dave, something the boy could look back on and smile, and know how beautiful and loved he was in that moment. He wanted this to be perfect. And if taking it painfully slow was what it took, then he was more then willing to do that.
...
His pace remained slow, listening to every hitch in Dave's breathe. He angled his hips, looking for that one spot that seemed quite sensitive for Dave. His hard work eventually payed off, Dave's back arching, crying out as Seb struck gold.
"J-jesus, fuck Seb." Dave gasped, digging his fingers into Seb's tensed muscles, his hips thrusting to meet Seb's in a faster, harder rhythm; Seb moaning into Dave's mouth, Dave's pleasure bringing him closer to the edge.
He wrapped his hand loosely around Dave's erection, pumping the boy in time with his thrusts, loving to watch Dave come undone below him; a sweaty, flushed, gorgeous mess. Shouting Seb's name as he came.
Seb's hips stuttered as Dave's muscles clamped tightly around him. With Dave's encouragement, he pushed harder, a jumble of words falling from his lips as Dave urged him on, his large hands grabbing at any part of Seb they could reach, his mouth suckling on Seb's neck, ear, his bottom lip, until he was crying out Dave's name, his body shaking as he rode out his orgasm.
...
He felt awful as he saw Dave wince in pain as he slowly pulled out. "Shit Dave, I'm so sorry."
"It's okay." Dave chuckled, pulling him down for a kiss, once Seb had tossed the condom in Dave's bin and wiped the mess from Dave's stomach. "Don't apologize, that was awesome."
"It was okay? I didn't hurt you?" Seb frowned, feeling nothing but concern for his boyfriend.
"It wasn't okay, Seb... It was perfect." Seb sighed in relief, Dave smiling up at him. "It hurt a little, but nothing like I thought it would."
"I love you, Dave." Seb whispered, nuzzling into Dave's neck as the larger boy pulled him down and held him tightly against his chest.
"I love you too, Seb." Dave kissed the top of his head. "More then anything."
Seb smiled against Dave's neck. "Can I sleep now? I'm too comfortable not to sleep right now."
...
Dave chuckled, dragging the blanket up around their shoulders and snuggling into Sebastian. "Yeah Seb, you can sleep now." He whispered.
"That's awesome, so can you." Seb muttered, drowsily.
"Good to know." Dave chuckled, trying not to jostle the boy on his chest.
"Promise you'll still be here in the morning?" Dave could barely make out Seb's words.
"This is my house." Dave joked, earning a light slap to his chest. "As long as you're gonna be here, I'll always be there in the morning, Seb. I love you."
"I love you... So much." Seb leant up to kiss him lightly, trusting that Dave would indeed never leave him. Not like that... Not again.
...
Sebastian Smythe woke up to the sun in his eyes and strong arms wrapped around him, a deep voice humming a soft, unrecognisable tune, thick fingers running through his hair.
Dave had stayed, and Sebastian found himself falling for the boy just a little more.