The Storm: Safe Harbor
Chapter Fifty-Three
By Gayforkurt
Summary: Kurt and Dave have come to terms with the past but can they battle the envy and jealousy of others to make a future for themselves? This is rated M.
A/N: Here you are, my dears, more holiday as requested. Enjoy. The coming chapters might not be a little more angsty but that's life for you. Please review.
Disclaimer: Messrs. Ryan, Falchuk, et al are the owners of my favorite boys. Only the OCs and situations belong to me, alas.
David Karofsky rubbed a hand over his face for maybe the third time that morning. He was currently seated at an outdoor table at a café watching the baby, Lije, in his stroller kicking his feet and babbling happily. He stared at Dave with large, clear brown eyes, the sunlight filtering through the fabric of the table's awning turning his wispy hair orange.
They were waiting on Kurt and Mercedes to return with their sodas and water after a morning of souvenir-hunting. What had Dave face-palming again was the memory of watching Kurt strut into the little shop behind Mercedes as they chatted, presumably discussing their further shopping plans. The way Kurt's butt moved, covered in a pair of oatmeal-coloured cuffed walking shorts was enough to raise Dave's blood pressure.
As he looked around the little sidewalk café, he knew he hadn't been the only one to have their eyes glued to his fiancé as he walked away. He didn't blame them at all. Kurt going was as interesting as Kurt coming.
Dave knew every inch of Kurt's body – he has, after all, spent months lovingly mapping every perfect curve and plane. This was the first time, however, that he'd seen him in clothes like those shorts. They weren't tight, at all; on the contrary, when he'd seen Kurt that morning, he'd noted absently that the shorts looked loose, cool and comfortable. He'd complimented his lover and been informed that the material, along with the matching safari jacket-like top was made of raw silk. Dave had commented that it looked like linen and Kurt had beamed at him, happy apparently that Dave seemed to be taking some interest in fashion.
Beneath the jacket, Dave had found out later after they'd all got a little overheated as they shopped, Kurt was wearing a striped gray and white tank top that almost reminded Dave of the gymwear he'd worn back on the island. The neck and the armholes were wide, showing an amazing amount of pale, creamy skin and Dave's eyes had popped open when Kurt had removed his jacket at their little café table.
Dave had shaken his head slowly as he'd watched his lover command the attention of the diners at nearby tables. He'd seemed oblivious to the surreptitious stares but Dave could never be quite certain if he was that clueless or he simply didn't care. His breath had stuttered when he'd finally seen how the apparently loose shorts had stretched lovingly over Kurt's perfect ass when his lover had bent over to secure Lije in his stroller.
Now Dave waited patiently as he pondered how he was going to survive the rest of the day without hauling Kurt somewhere and making him take care of the persistent boner he was now sporting. He tugged on one of Lije's little feet, making the little fellow laugh, and then looked up as Kurt returned.
"Sweetie, they have the most delicious-looking ices inside! Want one instead of the water?" Kurt's light, melodious voice called out to Dave even before the singer got to the table and Dave looked up to watch him approach.
Dave smiled as his eyes roved all the way from Kurt's gleaming dark hair, to his smiling pink lips, to the long, pale neck and all the way down the sweetly-curved hips and thighs to his feet. He sometimes felt, quite besottedly, that Kurt should walk in slow-mo; it would give Dave longer to admire what he felt was poetry in motion.
By the time Kurt got to the table, he felt his cheeks warming at the look in David's eyes. He'd chosen the raw silk ensemble with the little cotton tank because it was both attractive and cool. He'd wanted to find some way to pay David back for singing the 'Ticks' song the night before and making him squirm because his dad was present and now he rather thought he had found his payback.
As he watched David try to suppress the heated look in his eyes, he thought he would have some fun and play with his big, handsome fiancé a bit. Sauntering up to the table, he stood as close to him as was acceptable in public, laying a hand on David's shoulder and standing with one hip cocked in a casual yet sexy pose.
He widened his eyes in innocent inquiry as he waited for David to answer him and then, as if he too was so very thirsty, he licked his lips in a quick, cat-like movement. He smirked inwardly as David's eyes immediately flew to his lips and he reflexively licked his, too.
Dave cleared his throat, coming back to himself and replied, glancing down at the baby who was now staring up at Kurt. "Oh, why not both? The ice sounds really good; what flavours do they have?"
He glanced back up at Kurt, watching his lover's lips as he licked them again before answering. Boy, what he wouldn't give to be able to catch that little pink tongue and suck on it! Dave shook his head as he realized Kurt was answering him but he hadn't heard a word he'd said.
Kurt lowered his lashes as he looked down at David, tilting his head slightly back on his long neck as he stroked the shoulder he was touching. He knew he was playing a dangerous game because if David became aroused it would, naturally, turn him on too, as well. He smiled now, though, as he watched David watching his lips.
"I said what about getting a couple of different flavours… I think I saw either mango or peach in the freezer case. Wanna try one of those and 'Cedes and I can get different ones, as well?"
Dave nodded as he pushed the stroller back and forth to distract Lije who apparently felt Kurt should have picked him up by now. The baby looked as if he was preparing to start fussing but Kurt, smiling down at him, leaned over to tickle his tummy, making him laugh instead.
Dave did his best to keep his eyes trained on the baby but he couldn't help it if they strayed to the pert derrière in such close proximity to him. Before he could stop himself, however, he saw one of his hands stray to the back of one of Kurt's thighs and stroke up to the edge of the shorts.
Kurt gasped and straightened, a little giggle escaping him as his colour heightened. "David!"
It was Dave's turn to redden as he whipped his traitorous hand away and he chuckled with Kurt: "Hey, it knows what it likes!"
Kurt aimed a little slap at the offending hand and, with a little wink, swayed his way back into the little shop to get the ices.
Dave sighed and then looked up as Ian returned to the table with a brochure he'd gone to get at a tourist information booth. They had wanted to do a little sightseeing after shopping and lunch and the taciturn man had offered to go and find some information on the area. Now he slid into his chair and Dave looked over at him.
"Kurt is inside getting some ices. Fancy one?" He knew the agent wasn't big on sweets so he wasn't surprised when he declined. "Okay, he's also getting water."
The day, as usual, was sunny, with a light, warm breeze and quite a few tourists were strolling around the picturesque town. The souvenir shopping had been fun; even Ian seemed to have relented and bought a few things. After parking in the town centre, they had kept a leisurely pace, Mercedes walking ahead with Ian while Kurt, pushing Lije in his stroller, walked with Dave.
The shops were nothing like one would see in a large, metropolitan city but it definitely had its own charm. Kurt was especially interested in the little boutique-like stores that sold French food and he confided to Dave that he wanted to send a gateau Basque to Dana for her to sample. He was sure she could reproduce the region's favourite cake if she got the recipe, too.
Dave had enjoyed the sightseeing perhaps a little bit less than he did watching his fiancé's face. Kurt glowed in the morning sunlight as he chatted away, Dave hardly having to say anything. He watched the singer lean over to touch Lije every now and then, seemingly to assure the baby that he was still there. It made a little spot glow in Dave's chest as he watched the two, the baby obviously smitten with his uncle. He cringed at the thought of watching the two when it came time for the family to head back to Ohio while they headed back to London.
He looked up as Mercedes and Kurt came out with cups of shaved ice with syrup in their arms and several bottles of water in a plastic mesh bag over Kurt's shoulder.
"Ta-daa, here's your refreshment, sir!" Kurt handed Dave's peach or mango-flavoured ice over to him with a flourish, a triumphant grin on his face. "I think you're gonna love it!"
Dave was watching him more than the icy treat, amused by his lover's happy demeanour. "Thank you, sweetheart."
Kurt smiled at him as he took the chair closest to Lije and proceeded to give the baby a little bit of his shaved ice in a spoon. He chuckled as the baby grimaced before smiling widely; apparently he liked it, though its coldness had startled him.
Mercedes looked over at Ian as she handed over a bottle of water. "Find anything interesting for us to do, later?"
He nodded as he took the water bottle and indicated the brochure. "Well, if you're up for more strolling, we could go and visit the great dune."
She hummed as she tasted her ice, and looked at Kurt with an eyebrow raised. "Are you up to more walking, boo? I could do a little, after lunch…"
Kurt in turn glanced at Dave who simply looked back at him inquiringly. Kurt shrugged, looking a little doubtful. "Mmmm, how would that work with Lije's stroller, though," he wondered out loud.
They all looked down at the boy who gurgled happily and grabbed at Kurt's hand with the cup of sugary ice. Kurt moved his hand away but scooped up some more to feed to him.
"That's the last for you, mister," he cooed at the baby, wiping his chin with a napkin before proceeding to eat the rest of the treat.
Dave looked back at Ian as he ate. Ian simply shrugged and sipped his water before answering. "We could visit it; we just don't have to all climb it."
Kurt nodded: "Oh, that's okay then," he smiled at the quiet man. "You and David can climb to the top, take pictures, while 'Cedes and I stay at the bottom with Lije."
That settled, they relaxed a bit, Kurt glancing about the little square and at the other patrons seated at the little tables with their colourful umbrellas. It was really a charming setting and he breathed deeply as he listened to Mercedes talking to Ian. His mind flitted briefly to their need to solve the Ian/Sam issue but he was certain that, if they all put their heads together, they could come up with a satisfactory solution. He hated to see anyone pining away, especially when he was so happy with David.
He looked over at his fiancé, watching the man gaze around at the people, and he smiled to himself. He hadn't given up on the idea of teasing the man as payback; he would just have to be subtle about it when the others were around. Now, making sure that the others' attention was turned from him, he slipped one foot out of his canvas shoe and ran his toes up the back of David's calf.
Dave jerked slightly, his eyes flying towards Kurt but the younger man was now sipping his water quite innocently as he gazed about the square. Dave realized immediately what he was doing and grinned to himself, determined not to give in and respond.
Kurt, however, slipped his foot back into his shoe and, making sure that David was still watching him, tipped his head back. As he swallowed slowly he could see his lover watching the movement of the muscles in his throat. He lowered his bottle and then licked his lips, his eyes coming to rest on David's with a faint challenge in them.
Dave smirked as he watched his imp of a lover tease him. He knew that Kurt knew he loved to watch him; the way his Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed brought so many other things to mind. Now, he licked his lips and stared at Kurt's mouth, knowing that he couldn't hide the heat building in his own eyes. He was rewarded when he saw faint colour flow up Kurt's long neck up to his cheeks. He shifted in his seat as he hardened and then remembered that they were in a public place. Damnit!
Kurt lowered his lids and the bottle, a little smile pulling at his full, pink lips. He gazed at David from beneath his lashes and then got up from his seat. Turning to unstrap and lift the baby from the stroller, he smiled over at the avid look on his lover's face and announced he was going to change Lije.
Mercedes glanced up and asked if he needed help but he shook his head, turning to David. "David is coming with me; we should be back quickly," and smirked at the larger man.
Dave put down his cup of melting shaved ice and syrup, pushed back his chair and followed Kurt's slender figure back into the shop. There was a sign indicating the loos were to the right, separated into men's, women's and family, thankfully. That meant there should be enough room for the three of them.
He hurried ahead to push open the door for Kurt and Lije, smiling as Kurt brushed unnecessarily against the whole front of his body as he passed. He shook his head; he would certainly never have a dull moment with him, he grinned.
Glancing about to see if anyone else looked as if they would need to come in, Dave quickly closed and locked the door, turning back to see Kurt already stripping Lije of his little shorts. He leaned back against the door and watched as his lover quickly cleaned, creamed and redressed the baby in a fresh diaper. He marveled that Kurt seemed so at ease and proficient with the task, a funny little flutter in his stomach as he watched them.
When Kurt finished with the babbling baby, having changed his sodden bib as well, he handed him over to Dave so he could pack up and wash his hands. Dave smiled at the baby, bouncing him slightly and then nuzzling his sweet little neck. He had always wanted a family and watching Kurt with the boys, especially Lije, made him realize how close he was to getting that dream. He didn't think, though, that they would jump right into it after they got married but it was definitely in their near future.
Kurt finished and strode up to the two, smiling as he watched David play with the baby and paused beside them. With his hand pressed to the baby's back to secure him, he leaned up and claimed David's mouth in a deep kiss, surprising the other man.
Dave couldn't hold back the surprised little sound that morphed into a soft moan as Kurt plundered his mouth. He just went with it, kissing back his beautiful lover as his eyes fluttered closed. Too soon, though, Kurt pulled back, gazing up at him with warm, dark blue eyes. Dave took a deep breath and tried to smile though he was still a bit stunned.
"Whew, what brought that on?" He gazed down at Kurt who was still staring at his mouth.
Kurt bit his lip and smiled slightly before running one hand quickly over the front of David's washed out jeans. His lover was wearing simple jeans and a Henley but he loved the way the shirt stretched across his broad shoulders and showed off his biceps. He really wished he could fuck him right now but he would satisfy himself with teasing the man as much as he could get away with.
He brought his lips to the side of David's mouth now, licked it quickly and then whispered in his ear: "I think you're so hot…" and then nibbled the larger man's earlobe.
He stepped back, hefted the diaper bag to his shoulder and jammed his hands into the pockets of his shorts.
Dave struggled to regain his breath as his eyes, having widened at Kurt's words and subsequent action, dropped to the front of his lover's shorts. Kurt was a generously endowed man and he was very happy that the loose fit of the shorts partially concealed his lover's hard on.
He closed his eyes, dropping his head back against the door before straightening up again. "You are going to be the death of me, you little minx!" He grinned at Kurt's unrepentant smirk and then moved away from the door so he could open it.
Kurt held the door open for him and ran his eyes down David's body, proud of the way the man's bulge was clearly outlined in the pale jeans. He smirked more widely as he strutted behind him, uncaring of what any patrons outside would think had happened in the restroom.
They rejoined the still chatting Mercedes and Ian, Dave planting Lije back into his stroller and strapping him carefully. Kurt took up his jacket, shrugged into it but left it open and then announced he thought they should head to a restaurant for lunch. He was starving, he declared.
There ensued a discussion as to what kind of food they were in the mood for and, surprisingly, the consensus was for American cuisine. If it could be called that; Dave felt he could murder a hamburger and Mercedes nodded in enthusiastic agreement. Kurt simply shook his head and looked over at Ian who'd once again taken up the tourist pamphlet.
Ian perused it carefully and then nodded. "This one is about 2 kilometres away and they apparently serve your lot's kind of food," reminding them obliquely that he was British. Kurt smirked at him before teasing him: "No fish and chips, eh?"
They all chuckled, Ian giving him an eyebrow twitch as they gathered up their things, disposed of the rubbish and headed over to the parking lot and their car. Dave handed over the car keys to Ian, a silent request for him to drive and turned to help Kurt with Lije's stroller which he placed in the boot. Kurt, for his part, quickly strapped the baby into his booster seat and slipped in beside him. Surprisingly, Dave went around the car only to slip in beside Lije. Kurt smiled at him as he strapped in, watching as Mercedes settled herself in the front passenger seat.
The drive wasn't long of course and in no time they were turning into a fairly modern, brightly painted establishment that announced they served American beer. Kurt muttered that they would have to bring Puck here one day and they all piled out, Dave unstrapping Lije and lifting him into his arms. The baby was such a laid-back little boy and he happily wrapped his little arms around Dave's neck as they strolled into the cool, slightly dim interior of the restaurant.
Dave patted his back as they looked around, waiting for a server to guide them to a table. Kurt came up and slid his arm around Dave's waist and he glanced down at him, admiring the way the sun had brought a few freckles to life on the otherwise flawless skin.
The girl server smiled at them, asking if they needed a high-chair for Lije and Kurt thanked her. She sounded American and as they settled into their seats, she returned and helped Dave sort Lije out. As she took their drinks orders, she glanced between Dave, who was tugging on Lije's foot playfully and at Mercedes, then back at Lije.
She strolled away after promising to return quickly and Kurt quirked an eyebrow after her. Mercedes chuckled, picking up on what was happening and patted his hand.
"Ignore it, boo; let's decide what we're going to have." She picked up her menu and almost salivated over the surprisingly wide selections. Kurt decided he would try Lije with some mashed potatoes and little bits of chicken if he could get it and figured he'd have a Caesar salad. Dave and Ian went for huge burgers with all the fixings and Mercedes planned on having the chicken sandwich with a side of French fries.
She chuckled as she wondered out loud if in France they were still called French fries. Kurt grinned at her as the server came back with their drinks and once again, noticed the girl eyeing both David and Mercedes before glancing down at Lije. Still, she didn't say anything, but just quite efficiently took their orders, repeating it to them so she'd get everything right.
Finally, when they were all chowing down and humming in appreciation of the familiar fare, she returned, asking if they were all okay and if they wanted anything else. Then, apparently as if she couldn't help herself, she smiled sweetly at Dave before declaring: "You two make such a cute couple!"
Everyone except Ian stopped eating to stare at her, a slight frown furrowing Kurt's brow. Dave put his burger down, wiped his lips and aimed a slight smile at her. He reached over, grabbed Kurt's hand and looked up at the now wide-eyed server.
"Thank you, I think he's just perfect!" and dropped a kiss on Kurt's knuckles. The girl gulped, nodded quickly and scurried away, the sound of Kurt and Mercedes' chuckles following her.
Dave simply shook his head, kissed the knuckles again before returning to his meal.
They had an enjoyable time at the little restaurant, eating, chatting and watching the other patrons come and go. The view through the French windows was glorious; the sea shades of turquoise, azure and indigo, tiny white caps on the little waves adding a whimsical touch.
Dave announced that they really needed to take more photos of their vacation and wondered if Puck was doing the same on their sailboat. The Hudson-Hummel family, Puck and Devon were off on the bay, Burt having looked forward to that outing since they arrived. They would all meet up at the villa later before dinner and then plan their itinerary for the following day, if needs be.
They finished up, Kurt also ordering a little fruit cup to give Lije later, and headed to the car. They settled in again, Dave once more in the back with Kurt and Ian drove them out to the Pyla dune, driving through the famous forest before arriving at what was basically a giant sand dune.
The drive took them less than an hour, during which Kurt managed to flirt surreptitiously with David, letting his hand drift every so often over his lover's leg and, once, brushing against his noticeable bulge. Kurt smirked as he pretended to look out of the window but he knew what he was doing. Getting David all hot and bothered and unable to do anything about it was such fun, he grinned.
When they got to the area, having parked and taken out Lije's stroller, Kurt once again removed his jacket, hanging it over the stroller's handlebars. He could feel David's eyes on him but he pretended to be unaware, turning to Mercedes to ask if she planned to tackle the massive dune.
She shook her head, her hair whipping in the light breeze and stared at him. "Uh, NO! I'll hang with you and Lije, thank you very much!"
Kurt laughed and then looked at David with sparkling eyes. "Well, we'll just hang around while you and Ian trek to the top – with all the horde!"
He turned his wide eyes at the huge number of athletic tourists who seemed excited to tackle Europe's own 'Sahara', according to one gushing individual.
Dave stroked a hand down Kurt's back and brushed it against the tempting ass. He watched Kurt jerk slightly and glance at him with narrowed eyes. He wasn't averse to teasing the singer as he'd been teasing him in the car and he smirked at him now. Dropping a quick kiss on the smooth, sun-warmed cheek, he looked at him before moving off, his hand lingering in a soft caress.
"Be good while I'm gone, babe!" and he laughed aloud as Kurt huffed, pouting.
Mercedes chuckled and started to move off, following a group of older tourists and Kurt pushed Lije's stroller to catch up with her. She glanced over at him, smirking at his flustered face and then teased him.
"You know, I know what you were doing to that poor man in the car, boo."
He paused to put on his sunshades before retorting: "Well, I need some payback after that 'Ticks' song he did last night!"
She laughed as she shook her head, remembering how flushed Kurt had been when his sexy fiancé had sung the suggestive song in front of his parents.
"You have to admit it was hot, though; and I didn't know Dave could sing?" She quirked an inquiring brow at him as they walked slowly, enjoying the hot sun and the dry breeze.
"Yeah, but he doesn't think he's very good; I try to tell him he's great but," he shrugged, "he doesn't think it's his thing."
"Hmmm," she responded, an idea forming in her mind; she wasn't ready to say anything. In fact, if she could persuade the reclusive billionaire to go along with her plan, it would be one heck of a surprise for Kurt.
They reached a few benches set up near the foot of the sand dunes and Kurt stooped down to unstrap a fussing Lije and lift him from the stroller, nuzzling the baby in the stomach to distract him.
As he was getting up, a loud wolf-whistle suddenly ripped through the air just as a group of rowdy-looking men sauntered past them. Kurt straightened up so quickly she didn't know how he didn't get a crick but she laughed again as he flushed at the men's attention. Being Kurt, though, he simply stuck his nose in the air and ignored them as they passed. Mercedes couldn't help but wonder if the men had realized Kurt was a guy from the back view while they were eying up her friend's long legs.
He settled down on the bench beside her, cuddling a happy Lije in his lap, muttering all the time about uncouth men to the uncomprehending baby. They finally relaxed and looked around at the area, chatting quietly as they observed the other visitors.
They noticed the area was full of little shops selling the usual buckets, spades and touristy things and they marveled at how commercialized even an out-of-the-way place like the great dune could become. Tourists were everywhere and, from the snatches of conversations he could here, they seemed to come from all over Europe.
He nudged Mercedes as he heard one older gentleman exclaiming to his companion in rapid Italian: "Si fatica a salire, ma devo dire che è stato divertente, e la fatica è ripagata dal panorama mozzafiato!"
Mercedes looked puzzled and then turned to her friend: "You understand what he's saying?"
Kurt shrugged while he tickled Lije's tummy, the baby laughing in little chuckles that shook his body: "I understand a little. I think he's saying that, uhm, it was a bit hard to climb but it was fun and that, uh, the view was breathtaking so it was rewarding."
She nodded and smiled, a little impressed with her friend's facility with languages. She knew he'd taken French in school but he must have picked up bits of other tongues in his travels. He smirked at her before adding: "I had an Italian lover for a while and after we broke up, I decided to try learning Italian. I understand it better than I speak it, though."
They giggled together as they continued watching the people come and go. Nearly an hour later, after he'd given Lije the fruit cup and he and Mercedes had had some bottled water, Dave and Ian came back, flushed and sweaty.
"Whew, that is one heck of a trek up there!" Dave declared. "Fantastic view, though," he huffed as he took Kurt's water bottle and quaffed the remaining fluid.
Ian didn't look so affected by the arduous trek up the hot, shifting sands of the dune but he did take a seat on another bench near them, leaning forward with his hands on his knees.
"There were lots of folks heading up but not everyone reached the peak," he reported, his face relaxed for once. "The view of the Arcachon basin is incredible, though."
Dave nodded. "Yeah, I got some good shots of the view. Incredible," he grinned as he took a seat beside Ian, stretching his long, muscular legs out as Kurt eyed them.
They finally strolled back to the car, dodging the crowd of sightseers and headed back to their villa. Kurt knew Lije was more than ready for a nap; in fact, the baby was already nodding off in his car seat, his little head bobbing almost to his chest.
Mercedes was chatting away to Ian in the front seat and Kurt took the opportunity to slide his hand once more up David's muscular thigh. He smiled softly at his lover, his eyes holding a heated little promise as he bit his lower lip.
Dave caught the wandering hand that was stretched across the dozing baby and squeezed the fingers gently before continuing to hold it for the rest of the journey. He loved the afternoon siestas that they'd fallen into the habit of taking, but he knew that Kurt would not be allowing him to sleep. The look in his lover's brilliant eyes indicated a much more strenuous activity than sleep was in store for them and he was quite looking forward to it.
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Payback was more fun when it consisted of hot, slick bodies sliding against each other, languid kisses and caresses stoking their mutual passion, Kurt mused.
His breath caught as David's warm lips made their lingering way up his back and onto his neck and he arched into the touches, ever greedy for more.
Dave looked down at his lover's pale and gleaming skin as they lounged in the tepid water of their bath. They were in no hurry for things to escalate and now his hands stroked up Kurt's muscular thighs to rest on the tantalizing hips.
Kurt pushed back into David's lap, enjoying the feel of the hot, rigid organ against his bum. He writhed, teasing and tempting the larger man even as he teased and tempted himself. He held onto the edges of the tub as he pushed back harder and smiled at David's soft, strangled groan.
Dave nibbled the pink earlobe he'd caught in his teeth, biting down lightly just to hear Kurt's answering moan. He loved when they teased each other and he loved the sounds that Kurt made, his light, musical voice going hoarser and deeper the closer he got to the edge. So hot…
Kurt, getting a little impatient, though it had been his game to begin with, pulled one of David's hands onto his cock. He sighed deeply and dropped his head back onto the shoulder behind him and writhed as David palmed him and then squeezed. Oh, yes… so good!
Making up his mind, he got up, spun around and then straddled Dave's muscular body, the man's huge organ bobbing against Kurt's stomach. He settled on him as he gripped the broad shoulders, capturing David's parted lips with his own.
Dave grasped the slender hips and held him close as they kissed, the languid battle of tongues growing more heated as the seconds passed. Kurt wrenched his mouth away and gasped, his eyelids lowering to half-mast over his darkened eyes and he licked his lips.
He settled himself more firmly and then began to move, teasing Dave mercilessly as he tried to pull him harder onto his cock. Kurt's smile was dark, his lips red and swollen and he shook his head slowly as he stared at Dave.
"I love the way you feel under my hands, David," he murmured, his voice low, seductive. His hips writhed and he bit his lips even as his hands caressed up the broad shoulders to the back of Dave's neck. He stared, mesmerized, at Kurt's mouth, his hips jerking up, trying to get that tantalizing ass to press down harder onto him.
"Ah-ah," Kurt teased as he stopped moving. "This is my payback for last night; I get to tease you as much as I want…"
His breathy laughter made puffs of air waft over Dave's flushed skin and he was thankful that the water was bordering on cool or he would surely have combusted otherwise. He stared at Kurt's smooth, lightly muscled chest, his eyes snagging on the pert, pink nipples and he unconsciously licked his lips. He smiled inwardly as Kurt caught his breath as he watched him. Hey, two can play this teasing game, too, he grinned to himself.
Kurt upped the ante by grinding down once and then twice, before stopping again and Dave was only a little ashamed at the tiny whimper that escaped him. He wasn't too proud to beg and at the rate that Kurt was torturing him, he could foresee that in the very near future!
The singer giggled as he watched David get more and more flustered, the man's heated gaze roving up and down his body as he sat on him. Kurt fully intended on putting him out of their misery; he just wanted to play a little bit, first.
Finally, deciding to take pity on the man and his now purple cock, he straightened up onto his knees and reached for the tube of lube he'd placed on the edge of bath tub. He licked his lips while staring into David's golden eyes, loving the way they looked back at him as if nothing else existed, and squeezed the lubricant onto his fingers.
With David still holding his hips in his large hands, he reached behind himself and started to stretch and prepare his body. He loved doing this as much as he loved having it done and he moaned and closed his eyes as he teased his hole. He cracked his eyes open a bit and watched David as his breathing sped up and his cock twitched against his stomach.
Kurt didn't need a whole lot of prep but he was sure to stretch himself at least enough to just feel a slight burn when David slid into him. Putting the tube back onto the edge of the bath he steadied himself on his lover's shoulders and eased up some more.
Dave, watching the beautiful body with a hungry gleam, used one hand to guide his cock to the waiting hole and Kurt, once feeling the cock at his entrance, slid down in one long, languid glide. He closed his eyes, his lips parting and let out a low groan as he seated himself with David inside him. Finally, he opened his eyes and gazed at his lover's face, breathing a little faster.
"Oh, David, you don't know how good you feel inside me. Oh, baby, yes, oh yes, sweetie, so gooood," his voice faded to a breathy moan, knowing what it would do to the man beneath him.
Dave let out an answering groan as he grabbed Kurt's hips and began to snap his hips up, driving his cock into his lover's tight, smooth channel. He knew this was going to be fairly quick but, in reality and thanks to Kurt, the foreplay had lasted the whole damn day!
Kurt, his arms around David's neck, dropped light, lingering kisses all over his face and head as they writhed together. He rotated his hips, grinding his ass down onto David in counterpoint to the upward thrusts and it wasn't long before they were both crying out. The words were probably gibberish to them but just the sound and feel of how they affected each other was enough to push their arousal to the breaking point.
"Yes, yes, yes, oh god, yes, fuck me, David, you make me feel … uh, oh yes, please!" Kurt's arms were wrapped tightly around his lover's head now, Dave's heated lips finding one tight nipple and Kurt cried out. His ass clenched onto the driving flesh within him and he cried out again, throwing his head back and began to spurt between their tight-pressed bodies.
"Oh, god, oh, uh, uh, oh yes, fuck, yes, Dav-id!"
Dave released the abused flesh and pressed his mouth instead to the middle of his chest, stifling his own cries as his cock erupted deep inside the clenching ass. His heart thundered in his chest as he slid his arms around Kurt's waist, holding his body still as he released inside him, his stuttering hips slowing down after each pulse.
"Oh, Jesus, Kurt, unh, ohh god, you_ uh, you're amazing, unhhh," Dave groaned as he shuddered, finally leaning back against the cool porcelain of the tub, his eyes opening to gaze up, sated, at his smiling lover.
Kurt's face was flushed and beautiful, his hair so sexy in its disarray that Dave never wanted anyone else to see it like that.
This incredible man belonged to him and though he could never stop people from looking at him and wanting him, no one else would ever get to touch him like this.
Kurt smiled down at him, breathless and still panting, knowing without a doubt all the things going through his possessive lover's mind. He didn't mind at all because, honestly, he felt exactly the same way. David was his and he was never very good with sharing his possessions. Everyone else simply had to find their own.
The lovers stayed like that for a while, simply basking in their love and lovemaking. Kurt, yawning once, decided that he would have to tease his lover more often because it was simply too much fun not to.
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TBC