The Storm: Redemption
Chapter Thirteen
By Gayforkurt
Summary: Famous countertenor Kurt Hummel and billionaire entrepreneur Dave Karofsky must come to terms with the past but bitter feelings make a future for these two headstrong men highly unlikely. This fic is rated M.
A/N 1: Thanks, guys for sticking with the ongoing saga of our boys and reviewing, alerting, favoriting it as well. You know how I feel about feedback so don't let me down now!
Disclaimer: Messrs. Ryan, Falchuk, et al are the owners of my favorite boys. Only the OCs belong to me, alas.
KHDK
Kurt stretched luxuriously; the ache in his body was a delicious reminder of the previous night's incredible exercise. His arms stretched up and over his heads and his legs stretched as he pointed his toes. Finally he squirmed, a slow undulation that spoke to how languid and well-fucked he felt. He knew he was smiling but he didn't care how ridiculous it looked; he felt wonderful.
After that satisfying stretch, he flung one arm out to shake David awake. His eyes flew open when he realized he wasn't feeling a warm, muscular body but flat, cool sheets. He got up quickly, listening intently to hear any movement at all in his flat. Just like that his mood went from elated to truly. pissed. off!
How dare he! David Karofsky had some serious explaining to do, Kurt swore as he leapt from the bed and headed to the bathroom. He turned the shower on, realizing as he did that the place was damp. Hmmm, David must have showered and he hadn't even heard. He must have been pretty out of it not to have noticed, he considered.
Kurt washed himself quickly but carefully, shampooing his hair and conditioning it the fastest he'd ever done. He was still pretty annoyed when he got out, wrapping his body in his favorite toweling robe and his head in a towel. He sat before his dresser, angrily cleansing and moisturizing his face while his mind went through a thousand scenarios as to how he was going to eviscerate one David Karofsky the next time he saw him.
He was so caught up in his bloodthirsty imaginings that he almost missed the sound of fumbling at his front door. He spun around on the stool at the tiny sound, though, his heart jumping into his throat and wondering if he was about to be killed in his own flat. He crept towards his bedroom door, stopping to just peek around the edge. What he saw made him giggle, the soft sound floating out to the man standing by the counter and unpacking several packages.
Dave looked over his shoulder at the sound of Kurt's soft giggle. When he turned, however, Kurt's face was composed in a cool, almost condescending expression. "Uhm, good morning, Kurt. Sleep well?"
Kurt stalked towards him but stopped just a few steps away, his arms wrapped around his waist. "David, where were you when I woke up to an empty bed?"
Dave's eyes widened comically as he stared back at Kurt, at a temporary loss for words. His heart beat sped up and – wonder of wonders – his cock started to harden at the truly superior way Kurt was staring up at him, obviously awaiting his explanation. He watched as one slender, bare foot started to tap impatiently.
He stuttered as he tried to take in that sexy foot, the obviously naked body beneath the terry robe and Kurt's cool face with the still-puffy, pink lips. Dave felt himself flush as Kurt raised an eyebrow knowingly and he swallowed quickly.
"I-I thought I would go and get breakfast for us?" God, he sounded like a schoolboy caught sneaking about after curfew by his prefect.
Kurt's elegant eyebrow climbed farther up his forehead. "Why didn't you wake me up then?"
Dave answered quickly, the words almost tumbling over each other. "Because you looked so peaceful and I wanted to do something nice and… and, I guess I didn't think." He ended with his eyes lowered, his hands stilling, and he moved so that Kurt could see the tall cups of piping hot coffee and the plate of flaky croissants he'd set out.
Kurt tried to keep a stiff demeanor but David was just too cute, stuttering like a small boy caught with his hand where it shouldn't be. He huffed in fake impatience and moved towards the larger man, his bare feet soundless on the parquet flooring. He stopped with the front of his body almost brushing Dave's and he stared up into the penitent face.
"Well, next time, wake me before you leave for any reason. Clear?" His sharp tone jerked Dave's eyes up to his but when the larger man saw that he was actually smiling, he breathed a sigh of relief. Next time, yay!
He nodded quickly before Kurt got impatient again. "Yes, I definitely will. Next time," and grinned like an idiot before kissing Kurt with all the pent-up emotion these last few minutes had wrought. Kurt moaned and slid his arms up Dave's broad chest to slide behind his neck. He tasted him urgently, his body as turned on as Dave's, apparently.
Kurt eased the kiss, though his body was not in agreement, but the coffee would be getting cold if they continued and he figured they needed the sustenance the food would provide if there were to be a round two this morning.
Dave whined a bit when Kurt's soft lips retreated, his hands reluctantly removing themselves from Kurt's ass where they had landed.
"Come on, we need to keep our strength up, don't we," Kurt smirked up at him and Dave felt his breath quicken at what that implied.
"Yes, sir, we certainly do!"
Kurt laughed delightedly as he moved towards the steaming, bitter beverage and as he took his first sip, he allowed his eyes to roam hungrily over David's large body. Dave blushed even while drinking his coffee and he wished momentarily that there were a way that one could just ingest food immediately so it wouldn't slow down the second half of the program.
The two men stood at the counter, eyeing each other even as they tore into the decadently buttery croissants, Kurt licking his fingers teasingly as he eye-fucked the man in front of him. He giggled to himself as he watched the color fluctuate in David's face. Really, the man was unbelievably shy for someone who owned a bloody business empire, Kurt marveled. Suddenly, something occurred to Kurt and he put his cup down carefully before leaning against the counter.
"David, am I the first man you've made love to?"
Dave stared at the beautiful face looking back at him curiously. He felt his whole body blush in mortification. He hoped that last night hadn't given away his inexperience but something must have or Kurt wouldn't have asked what he'd just asked, would he?
He cleared his throat before carefully considering his reply. "Uhm, uh, no, but…"
Kurt tilted his head, his lips in a soft little smile as he moved slowly around the counter towards Dave. "But…?"
Dave couldn't imagine what was going through the diva's mind. "I've had one or two but I've never felt… uhm, I've never had feelings like this before…"
He shuddered when Kurt slid into his arms again and rubbed his aroused body against his own like a cat. He looked down at Kurt, trying to find the words to explain further when Kurt continued.
"I mean, you were great, don't misunderstand. It was just now, watching you, being a little nervous around me that it suddenly came to me that you aren't very experienced." His eyes took on a wicked gleam. "Oh, sweetie, it's almost like a blank slate; I get to teach you a whole lot of very kinky, very delicious stuff!"
He laughed again and Dave joined him, chuckling with relief, just happy that Kurt was happy.
Before he knew it, Kurt had moved him through the living room, removing his dress shirt and fighting with his belt buckle and Dave felt his head spin. Kurt was incredibly turned on, apparently, at the idea of a relatively virgin – or recently virgin – Dave and he was quite satisfied with the situation. Who in their right mind would turn down a horny Kurt intent on debauching him?
Kurt grinned as he pushed a half-naked Dave down onto his bed, his dress trousers tangled at his ankles along with his boxers. Kurt knelt and removed the other man's shoes and garments before climbing onto his lap, a devilish grin on his angelic face.
"Let's see now. First, are you ready for your next round?" He grinned as Dave nodded eagerly, his eyes large and his lips parted as he panted.
Kurt pouted as Dave hadn't answered verbally and Dave quickly caught on. "Yes, sir!"
Kurt nodded. "Good. Now, you must do everything that I say. If you don't, I will stop. Is that clear?"
Dave was no fool. He nodded eagerly and almost yelled, "Yes, sir!" He blushed as his highly interested cock twitched at the thought of a sexy, bossy Kurt.
Kurt giggled as he slapped the ruddy organ lightly, watching it bounce up from Dave's stomach. "My, you are an eager boy. A big boy, too, mmmm," and he leaned forward to lick it.
Dave gasped at the feel of the soft, wet, sinuous tongue moving up from the base to the tip of his cock where it circled briefly before retreating. He whined again as his hips lifted, trying to follow the tongue back into Kurt's hot mouth.
Kurt rose up and slapped one of Dave's thighs. "Patience, David. What did I say before, hmmm?"
Dave stuttered, his color as high as ever. "Th-that I sh-should do everything you say?"
"Right, exactly. Now, I want you to keep your hands up beside your head and don't move them until I tell you. Is that clear?"
"Y-yes, sir!"
"Good," Kurt smirked, getting hotter at the thought of this gorgeous man under his complete control. He was of two minds whether he should allow David to see how much he was turned on by this sort of play but he was too aroused to ponder it for too long.
He moved his bum farther down Dave's legs and lowered his lips to his leaking cock. The angle was a little uncomfortable with his back bowing like that but he wanted to be able to look up into David's eyes when he deep-throated him. He was rewarded not only with Dave's eyes going impossibly wide as he took him deep but also by the strangled shout that erupted from him.
"Kurt, oh my god, uh-uh-uh, aargh!" Dave felt his stomach muscles tense almost painfully at the incredible feel of Kurt's hot throat closing around the head of his dick. "Oh god, oh god, oh god!"
Kurt was happy that some progressive individual had thought about sound-proofing the bedrooms in these converted flats because Dave's religious experience was startlingly loud. He grinned to himself as one hand fondled the larger man's balls gently as he hummed around the large, beautiful cock in his mouth.
Dave was caught between twin urges of lunging up into Kurt's hot, wet mouth and keeping his hips still enough so that he didn't choke the singer. He knew he was a little larger than average so he was impressed that Kurt, obviously lacking a gag reflex, could still take him in so far.
Kurt finally pulled off the glistening, ruddy cock and straightened, ignoring David's whining. He shrugged out of his terry bathrobe and unwrapped the towel from around his head, leaving them on the floor by Dave's things, and sauntered around the bed to where the lube and condoms were on the bedside table.
"Now, David, I'm going to ride you," and watched with a smug smile as Dave grabbed at his cock, obviously trying to stave off an orgasm. He laughed out loud and bent over to kiss the man; seriously, he was so adorable with his eyes scrunched shut and panting like a locomotive. Kurt nibbled on Dave's lips and licked them, waiting for him to calm down a bit and then he climbed onto the bed.
Dave looked up at his tormentor, his lover, his little succubus and wondered if he would survive this relationship at all. Still, he would die happily if Kurt were to be his permanently so he didn't really mind, if that made any sense.
Kurt moved his hand down to grasp Dave's cock, pumping it slowly as he gazed lovingly into the gold eyes. "David," he pretended to pout. "Don't you want me to ride you?"
Dave's eyes widened, wondering what the hell Kurt was on about now. Suddenly it came to him. "Uh, yes, sir; yes, I do." He smiled at the little kittenish smirk on Kurt's pink lips. Clearly his lover was a bit of a dom and though Dave had no experience with this kind of play, he was happy to do anything Kurt wanted to do.
Kurt nodded approvingly and told him, knowing how his next words would affect the larger man. "Very good. Now, I'm still fairly loose from last night but do you want to check for me?"
Dave gasped, cursing the imp smiling at him, and then groaned. "Yes, sir, I would like that very much!"
"Okay, then, you may. Shall I turn around so it's easier?" Kurt grinned at the wrecked look on Dave's face as he teased him. Even though Dave only nodded without answering verbally, Kurt didn't have the heart to continue teasing him. He simply turned his back after handing over the lube.
Dave looked up to the ceiling, praying for control as he was presented with the sight of Kurt's flawless backside, the ass cheeks separating to give him a view of the puffy pink pucker. He panted softly as he lubed his fingers, going with two, and held his breath as he touched them to Kurt's asshole.
At Kurt's soft moan he had to grit his teeth; Dave was unbelievably turned on as he watched his fingers sink into the hot, soft channel. They were both moaning a little by the time he felt ready to add a third, then a fourth finger. The whole process took a lot less time than it had done the night before because Kurt was, as he'd said, still somewhat loose. Still, Dave had to make sure; he didn't want to hurt Kurt, did he? So he continued for a little longer than necessary, enjoying the way Kurt's hips undulated as Dave fingered him.
Eventually, though, they had to move on and as Dave wiped his fingers off he watched as Kurt turned around and smirked at him.
"Now, David, my first rule stands. You must keep your hands up beside your head until I tell you otherwise. Is that clear?" He watched interestedly as Dave's dick twitched hungrily at the now familiar phrase. "Well?"
Dave nodded, pathetically eager, and blurted: "Yes, sir, no hands, until you tell me!"
Kurt patted his stomach as he moved to straddle him. "Good boy."
Dave's fists, obediently up on the pillow, clenched tighter as he felt Kurt's weight settle onto his legs. He watched with almost painful anticipation as Kurt first fisted his cock and then slid a condom down onto it, his strokes sure and quick.
Finally, Kurt's aquamarine eyes stared up into his as he rose up to move farther up Dave's body, his ass lining up with Dave's eager organ. Kurt grasped the cock with one hand while he steadied himself with the other on Dave's hip, and then he sank down, taking Dave in – inch by excruciating inch.
Dave let out a strangled cry that collided with Kurt's loud moan and they stared at each other. Dave almost wanted to close his eyes at the unbelievably delicious feel of Kurt's hot, tight channel enveloping him but he also wanted to see what it did to Kurt, as well.
Kurt bit cruelly into his lower lip, his eyes widening as his body accepted Dave's massive girth and he groaned at the fullness. He sank halfway before lifting back up, flushing at the look on Dave's face as he watched him, the hunger, the need so stark in the hazel eyes. Suddenly he wished he could reach David's mouth, the need to kiss the man almost overwhelming him but he had to concentrate on getting all of this yummy cock inside him first.
He slid slowly down again, this time not stopping until his ass was resting lightly on David. He waited for many torturous minutes for his body to adjust to the mass inside of him and he panted, feeling the beads of perspiration pop up on his forehead and upper lip. His mind wandered a bit as he waited, staring into David's half-closed eyes.
Finally he was ready to move and a little smile wreathed his lips as he watched David, the man doing his level best to keep his hands where he'd been told.
"I'm going to ride you now, David, and you can't touch me until I tell you, okay?" David nodded pathetically as he panted, the feel of Kurt around him truly testing his self-control.
Kurt nodded once and then he began. Dave cried out as Kurt set a relatively fast pace as he bounced on Dave. Kurt for his part was happy that years of dancing and working out had made him very fit and his thigh muscles deceptively strong. He knew that he couldn't keep this up for very long though, but from the way David was groaning and thrashing about, he wouldn't have to.
Dave was doing everything in his power not to just grab Kurt's tempting hips that rotated so wickedly above him. He wanted to be able to squeeze them, he wanted to lunge up into that hot body and, most of all, he wanted his mouth on any part of Kurt that he could reach.
Kurt, fully aware of the torture he'd put Dave under, leaned forward and licked and nibbled at one brownish-pink nipple, giggling as Dave convulsed beneath him. The man's head was turned to the side during all this and Kurt took the opportunity to suck on the straining tendon in Dave's neck.
"Oh god, Kurt, you're killing me!" Dave panted and groaned, believing that any second now his heart would just give out, Kurt's clenching channel driving him to gasp and shudder.
Kurt decided to take pity on the obviously suffering man and he whispered, "You can touch me now, David." Before he could finish, Dave's large, hot hands had grasped his hips and then his tongue plunged deep into Kurt's mouth.
Kurt moaned as he accepted the beloved intruder, his arms sliding up around Dave's back to hold him close. His hips writhed and stuttered as he tried to keep the pace, feeling his own cock leaking copiously against David's belly as he grew close.
He wrenched his lips away to groan: "Oh, David, oh, baby, yes, yes, fuck me!"
Dave needed no further urging; he simply straightened up more, with his arms firmly around Kurt's waist, and sat him fully on his lap.
Kurt gasped at how deeply David was in him now and he bit his lips, moaning as he writhed and squirmed, his hips dancing while he clenched down on the cock inside him.
Dave moaned, grunted and groaned as the singer worked him inside his hot body. He nibbled up Kurt's luscious throat, listening to the musical voice moaning in his ear and he whispered, "I want you to come for me, Kurt, come now!"
The last words were a command that Kurt's body obeyed almost instantly. Kurt froze, a moaning gasp leaving his slender throat and he stared deeply into David's eyes as the come shot from his cock almost halfway up his body. His eyes closed as he continued to writhe through the orgasm, Dave's hands holding his hips down firmly but gently.
Dave's eyes closed too as he tried to ride out Kurt's orgasm. His cock was so onboard with the whole thing that the clenching of Kurt's channel almost set him off. But he was not ready to come yet, oh no. He held Kurt as the singer shuddered in his lap and he buried his face in Kurt's neck, licking the sweat and savoring the taste.
Kurt collapsed against him, panting and muttering softly, a sound that made Dave smile affectionately. Though his cock was still painfully hard, Kurt's body had eased up on the convulsing clenches and he relaxed a bit. He nuzzled Kurt's head up and looked at him questioningly.
"You okay, babe?" Kurt just nodded sleepily but then it seemed to register to him that David had not come. Dave hurried to reassure him. "It's okay, I'm not done with you." He smiled at the smug little look that flashed across Kurt's face.
He eased back a bit until he could lift the singer off of him and then he turned him on his side. Kurt settled down but the sleepiness seemed to be easing a bit as he glanced over his shoulder enquiringly at Dave. Dave simply smiled at him, snuggled up behind him and pulled him close to his body.
"Relax, I'm going to do some of the work now." He kissed and nibbled at Kurt's shoulder, neck and up to his ear. Kurt squirmed but clearly loved the attention. If he'd been a cat he'd be purring, Dave thought fondly.
Now, though, he was ready for the rest of this show to continue. He pushed gently on Kurt's shoulder to have him roll over just a bit more onto his side and then he stroked down his hips and around to his bum. Kurt squirmed and pushed back against Dave and the larger man eased his cock between the taut cheeks, guiding himself unerringly into Kurt's hot passage.
They moaned at the feel at the same time, Dave sliding in until he couldn't go any farther. He clutched Kurt's hip as the singer shuddered and Dave panted into the back of his head, his breath stirring the soft dark clean-smelling hair. He whispered, his voice filled with all his love, "Oh, Kurt, I love you so much."
Kurt moved his hand back to grab Dave's and he gasped, "David, oh sweetie, I think I love you too!"
Dave buried his face in Kurt's hair as he shuddered, his hips lunging forward and his cock plunging into the willing body. He groaned, Kurt's words galvanizing him and he felt his mind white out as his body took over.
He fucked Kurt as if it would be the last time and Kurt, in turn, pushed his ass back into the fierce movement behind him. Dave's hand moved around to grasp, not Kurt's cock but his stomach, his hand large and warm and somehow protective.
"Kurt, Kurt, oh, baby, oh my god, I love you, I love youuuu!" And he was coming, emptying everything, heart and soul, into the beautiful man who was writhing and sobbing against him. The two bodies thrashed and jerked, a possibly unpretty sight if you'd never been so lost in that moment that felt like dying and being reborn, both at the same time.
Soft murmurs, gasps and a couple hiccupping sobs floated in the soft gloom of the bedroom. Their hands clasped and Dave remained buried inside the love of his life. His mind still felt shattered and he felt that, perhaps somewhat melodramatically, even if the world were to end, nothing mattered but the man shuddering in his arms. Really.
Nothing else mattered. No one else mattered. Just the two of them, this bed and this moment.
TBC
A/N 2: Well, Kurt has actually said the words but was it real or just an in-the-moment thing? That's uppermost in Dave's mind right now. We'll see how they handle the rest of the day and if the question gets answered. Stay tuned, folks!