AN: Same warnings as before. In addition, this chapter includes public sex. Thank you so much for the reviews, favorites and follows. I feel so honored! I hope you like this chapter. Please let me know what you think and again, feel free to make any suggestions or requests. These types of comments have helped me so much in shaping the story, so I really appreciate them.
Sebastian doesn't think he'll ever get used to waking up in Kurt's body while Kurt is still asleep. On an intellectual level, Sebastian knows that he can take control at any time and rouse Kurt's heavy limbs from their slumber. But his first reaction to the closed in darkness and limbs that don't respond to his wishes is confusion with an edge of panic. But he soon remembers where he is and decides that he, too, wants to sleep in. He drifts back into the blackness.
When Kurt wakes up, Sebastian still feels sleepy, so he relaxes and observes as Kurt goes through his elaborate morning routine. Sebastian is daydreaming and almost misses the first part of the text conversation Kurt has with Blaine.
Blaine: My mom needs me to help Grandma empty her storage unit. It's going to take most of the day. Rain check on the movie?
Kurt: Movie?
Blaine: Don't be coy with me, silly. You invited me yesterday. There's a double feature at Revival House you might like.
Sebastian groans inwardly. He had plans and now Blaine would be gone all day. He wonders what he can possibly do to stay entertained until the next afternoon. Kurt is typing again, and Sebastian forces his mind off of his disappointment so he can watch Kurt's response.
Kurt: I don't know about a movie. But I WILL see you tomorrow.
Blaine: Oh? That sounds even more intriguing than your text from yesterday.
Sebastian can feel Kurt furrow his brow in confusion. He scrolls through the phone searching for his last text to Blaine, but there is nothing. Sebastian had erased that text after sending it last night. Sebastian is fully awake now and watching carefully in case he needs to step in to put his plans with Blaine back on track. Perhaps he should take over regardless, but Sebastian is having too much fun watching Kurt try to pretend he knows what Blaine is talking about. Kurt taps his foot and stares at the phone for a moment before he types, apparently ignoring Blaine's last comment.
Kurt: I'll be at McKinley to visit everyone in the late afternoon. I can catch the Glee practice that way. Plus I think I need to apologize to Tina.
Blaine: Tina? What happened?
Kurt: I maybe called her a hag…
Blaine: KURT!
Kurt: Yeah, I know. But she was acting really weird and creepy possessive over you.
Blaine: Oh, yeah. That. I might have encouraged that a bit by mistake. I know she has a little crush on me.
Kurt laughs out loud. Still smiling, he types again.
Kurt: Little?! But yeah, calling her a hag was bit much. Thus – apology.
Blaine: Yeah. I should talk to her, too.
After a pause, another message comes through.
Blaine: So can we go to the double feature after school tomorrow?
Kurt writes I don't know if that's a good idea. But he erases it and instead sends the following message.
Kurt: Okay. I'll see you tomorrow.
Sebastian is still puzzling over Kurt's change of heart when Kurt heads down to the kitchen for breakfast. Carole and Burt are already at the table, drinking coffee and eating oatmeal and scrambled eggs. Kurt greets them warmly and heads toward the refrigerator. Finn must still be sleeping, as he is nowhere to be found.
Whatever Kurt's reasons for agreeing to the movie, Sebastian is a bit bored and a bit annoyed that his plans for the day have been ruined. He knows it's not Kurt's fault, but he has to take his anger out somewhere, and playing with Kurt can be so very fun. He watches Kurt carefully cut a grapefruit and measure out a small bowl of low fat yogurt. Before Kurt can set these down on the table, Sebastian takes over and rummages through the refrigerator, freezer and cabinets. After a few minutes, he sits down at the table with a plate heaped full of sliced cornbread slathered with butter, nutella, chocolate sauce, maple syrup and cool whip. Carole and Burt stare at him in stunned silence as he begins to eat the sugary concoction. Burt is just asking, "Are you feeling okay, buddy?" when Sebastian cedes control to Kurt, who freezes in mid bite before spitting the food into his hand.
"Uggghh – that's disgusting!" Burt and Carole are both looking at him with concern now. "Oh my God – how much of this did I eat?" Kurt asks in horror, looking at the mess of crumbs covering half of the plate, the other half still heaped with food. Sebastian laughs inwardly as Kurt leaps from the table and dumps the food in the garbage as if it were on fire.
"Kurt, you just wasted a lot of food. You shouldn't take that much if you don't think you can eat it all. What if someone else wanted that cornbread?" Carole says sternly.
"I – I'm sorry, Carole." Kurt carefully puts back the untouched yogurt and grapefruit, loading the dishes into the dishwasher and not meeting Carole's or his father's eyes.
"Kurt," says Burt carefully. "Are you feeling all right? Choosing that – whatever that was – for breakfast and then throwing out all of that food. That's not like you."
Kurt sighs and sits down. "I'm okay. I'm just a bit tired. I guess I didn't sleep well," he lies and smiles softly.
Burt and Carole share a meaningful look across the table. "Okay kiddo," says Burt resignedly. "You just let us know if you want to talk about anything." Kurt nods and after a few beats of silence, Burt asks what plans he has for the day.
"I'm going to see if Mercedes wants to get together. I think she goes back to L.A. tomorrow, so I want to spend some time with her today."
"Sounds good," Carole smiles.
Sounds boring, thinks Sebastian.
Rachel has the same idea as Kurt, so the three of them meet at the Lima Bean and plan a trip to the mall. Sebastian decides this is the perfect time to slip away for some physical therapy, so he leaves Kurt and returns to Seikly for an extra long therapy session.
After suffering through the tedious stretching and simple exercises his body needs to get used to movement again, Sebastian enjoys using the nautilus and exercise machines to work up a good sweat. It's a little strange getting used to his longer legs after being in Kurt's body for so long. Sebastian even lets the technicians talk him into more scans. He thinks they are over-cautious with all of the time they like to spend asking him questions and running him through MRI's and CAT scans. Sebastian also spends some time on Facebook and Twitter, catching up with his own friends and family.
By the time Sebastian returns to Kurt, Mercedes is inviting him and Rachel to her house for a nostalgic sleepover. She promises sappy movies, killer music and healthy, but carb-rich snacks. It turns out she has an afternoon flight tomorrow, so they can even sleep in. Kurt agrees to meet them back at Mercedes house in a few hours, and heads home.
Sebastian is grateful for the excuse to go out. He lets Kurt explain his plans to Carole, Burt and Finn over dinner, then texts Rachel and Mercedes that he is going to be a little late and they should start the movies without him. An hour later, he is in a bathroom stall at Scandals, leaning back against the door as a lanky college kid with a scraggly goatee sucks him off. And yes, he uses a condom.
Feeling relaxed, Sebastian gets into the car and drives a few miles towards central Lima before letting Kurt take control. Kurt pulls over to get his bearings, feeling a bit groggy. He sees the overnight bag on the seat next to him and remembers that he is on the way to a sleep over at Mercedes' house.
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Kurt and Rachel say goodbye to Mercedes shortly after breakfast. Mercedes points her finger first at Rachel, then Kurt and says in a mock-angry tone, "Now I know that you both have Skype, and Facetime, and Twitter, and Facebook, and phones with texting capabilities. So I best be hearing from you every day, you hear?"
Kurt says, "You bet, girl," and pulls her into a tearful hug. "Have a good flight back to L.A."
"Come here, let me hug you," says Rachel, who hugs first Mercedes, then Kurt. "See you back at the loft on Sunday," she says as she squeezes him tight.
The house is quiet when Kurt returns. Finn is at the school, Burt is at the shop, and Carole is at the hospital. Kurt verifies this by calling out loudly and checking each room of the house carefully.
What is he up to? Sebastian wonders. The question is soon answered when Kurt retrieves the DVD documenting his tryst with nearly a dozen men. He wraps the disk in a hand towel and marches into the garage. He holds the disk at the edge of the workbench and wails on it again and again with a hammer until it is shattered into a million tiny slivers. Still not satisfied, he throws the towel and the slivers into the metal trash can and lights it on fire. After dousing the ashes with water, he meticulously cleans out the can.
Sebastian is amused and fascinated. He doesn't try to stop Kurt. Sebastian realizes that destroying the DVD is cathartic and symbolic for him. It also has the added bonus of assuaging that twinge of guilt that keeps pestering Sebastian about the whole DVD incident. And since Sebastian already has a copy of the video file on his computer at home, he has no incentive to save the disk.
Just as Kurt finishes cleaning out the garbage can, his phone rings. Kurt jumps, startled, and rushes to look out the window. Reassured that no one is home and his DVD-burning is still a secret, he answers the phone, glancing down to see it is an unknown number.
"Kurt Hummel speaking."
"Mr. Hummel, this is Marcy Doris at the Dayton Oncology Center. Doctor Owen from the clinic in Lima asked us to call you."
"Yes, that's right," Kurt says slowly, walking back into the house.
"We understand that you are concerned about some symptoms and would like to get some brain scans done, but that you don't have insurance. Is that correct?"
"Yes. Dr. Owen said she would have someone call if they could help…"
"We can definitely help. We have a research study going on right now. If you participate in the study, we can conduct advanced cancer screenings for you at no cost."
"Oh, wow. That sounds great. But, um…a study sounds like it might take a long time. I'm only in Ohio for the rest of this week. Then I'll be going back to New York."
"Yes, Doctor Owen mentioned that you are a college student in New York. That's not a problem. If you have time this week, we can get you in for all of the critical tests. If you need any follow-up screening, we can schedule that for you with our research partners in New York. Or, we can wait until you are back in town again."
"This sounds really good, but I do have some more questions before I sign up."
"Of course, Mr. Hummel. That's understandable. Why don't we schedule the scans and you can come by early and talk with the doctor in charge of the study. That way, if you feel comfortable, we can get started right away."
"And if I have more questions?"
"We can reschedule the scans for another time."
Kurt agrees to this arrangement and sets an appointment for Wednesday morning. Sebastian is glad he didn't have to step in to make that happen. He knows having Kurt in for the scans is important to Seikly, but since it is Kurt himself making the appointment, Sebastian can probably avoid having to sit through the scans himself. He gets enough of that in his own body.
Sebastian is feeling a bit bored again. After all, he did sit through hours of Kurt giggling with Rachel and Mercedes until he finally went to sleep and gave Sebastian some peace. Sebastian figures he deserves some entertainment as a reward. So, as Kurt is rinsing the shampoo out of his hair in the shower, Sebastian takes over just long enough to grasp his dick in his hand and bring it to full hardness. He brings Kurt's hands back to his hair and cedes control to Kurt. Kurt looks down at his sudden and rather impressive erection and mumbles, "What the …?"
Sebastian expects Kurt to turn the water to cold or to try thinking unsexy thoughts to bring his boner under control. But Kurt surprises Sebastian by grasping the hard shaft in his hand almost immediately and stroking it firmly, sending shockwaves of pleasure through them both. Sebastian had thought he had figured out the best way to stroke Kurt's cock to orgasm the last time he masturbated in Kurt's body. But boy was he wrong. Just ten or twelve strokes with Kurt's sure hand with just the right level of pressure and a twist just in the right spot has Kurt spurting his release with sparks of pleasure and a long, deep "Uhhhnnnnngggg."
Pleased with the result of this experiment, Sebastian decides to have more fun with Kurt. He lets Kurt chose an outfit – promisingly tight black pants paired with a disappointing and bafflingly ugly red knit sweater that hides both Kurt's throat and his ass. Oh my God, thinks Sebastian. We can't have you going out with Blaine looking like that! That outfit just screams "ugly platonic friend with really bad taste in clothes."
Sebastian takes control of Kurt and tosses the red sweater and the black pants aside in favor of an even tighter pair of red pants and a chest-hugging black long sleeved tee. He strikes a pose in front of the mirror – ass jutting out and hips tilted, arms and pecs flexed – and cedes control to Kurt.
Kurt's eyes fly open wide as he takes in his image in the mirror. He's frozen in shock for a moment before he quickly drops the pose, hugging his arms around his middle and hunching over slightly in self-protection. "Oh my God! I can't wear this!" Kurt begins to babble as he hurriedly flings off the red pants and black shirt and shimmies into the looser black pants, a less form-fitting black undershirt and the baggy red sweater. "I'm going to the shop to hang out with dad this morning! And then I'm going to see everyone at school. And Blaine. Oh God. What would he think if I wore that?"
That you're sexy. As opposed to this look that's a cross between preppy eighties school girl and freakishly-colored sheep, thinks Sebastian. He takes control again and changes back into the sexier outfit, this time adding a choker necklace he finds in Carole's jewelry drawer. Posing in the mirror with a sexy pout, he cedes control to Kurt once again.
This time Kurt is furious. He practically rips the offending clothes and jewelry off and flings them across the room. He throws his legs and arms back into his original outfit violently, staring at himself in the mirror defiantly, chin held high. "I am not leaving the house unless I am wearing the outfit I choose!" Kurt yells at himself in the mirror.
When Sebastian tries to take over again, he can feel Kurt pushing back again, fighting. Sebastian soon overpowers him. This time, he leaves the black pants, but switches out the looser shirt for the tight fitting one and adds a silver belt. Shuddering, he pulls the hideous sweater back on. He also pulls the small bottle of lube out of Kurt's suit coat and pushes it into the pocket of the black pants. He mimics Kurt's last defiant pose in the mirror and cedes control back to him.
Kurt continues to stare at the mirror angrily for a few minutes, breathing in hard and fast puffs. Finally, he relaxes, and heads back to the bathroom to fix his hair.
Kurt doesn't notice Sebastian's final clothing swap until he is at the tire shop. After he greets his dad and the mechanics at the shop, he heads into the back to retrieve his coveralls. When he pulls off the red sweater, he winces at the body-hugging shirt and the flashy silver belt. He slips quickly into the coveralls, glancing around the shop. He briefly considers going home again to change again before heading to the school in the afternoon, but he already wasted so much time this morning that he is running late. Plus, going home would just give his a chance to dress him in something even more revealing. At least this way he has the sweater to hide beneath.
Kurt soon loses himself in fixing cars. He knows he wouldn't want to do this for a living, but he finds routine car maintenance soothing. Fixing engines requires all of his attention and focus, so it is a great way for Kurt to forget about all of his pressing concerns and stresses. He is grateful that his dad always turns over a few tough diagnostic problems for him to puzzle over when he visits the shop.
He is so absorbed in tinkering with an old Cadillac that he startles when a heavy hand lands on his shoulder. He spins around and relaxes into a smile when he sees it is his dad. "Hey, kiddo. Why don't you take a break? You can have lunch with your old man and make him happy. Besides, aren't you planning to visit Finn and your friends before school lets out? You don't have much time left." Over Kurt's protests, Burt adds, "I can finish that one up later."
Kurt is pleased to see that his dad has brought a healthy lunch of skinless chicken breast, brown rice and a salad with low fat dressing. It is good to know that his dad is taking his battle with cancer seriously. Kurt forgot to bring lunch for himself in his haste to escape from his tormentor this morning. Burt tosses him a banana and Kurt eats it gratefully. "I'm surprised you're eating anything after this morning," Burt laughs.
Kurt gives him a slightly pained smile. "I actually am hungry, but I think I'll head to McKinley now. There's a lunch lady whose daughter is one of the new girls in Glee. I'm sure I can charm her into giving me something more substantial for lunch."
"All right, son. Will I see you later today, or are you going to be too busy reconnecting with all of your friends?"
"Well, I'm supposed to see a double feature with Blaine." When Burt raises an eyebrow, Kurt quickly adds, "As friends. Actually, I'm thinking about inviting Tina, too. But either way I should be home for dinner."
"Okay, Kurt. Thanks for coming by today. Have a good time and I'll see you tonight."
"Bye, dad." Kurt says, grasping his dad in a quick hug before he turns to leave.
Kurt does indeed charm Marley's mom into giving him a sandwich. He has just enough time to say hello to Finn and make the rounds of his favorite teachers. He is just leaving Coach Sylvester's office – she may not be a favorite, but she would probably hunt him down if she heard he visited the school and didn't stop by for a round of insults from her – when he runs into Tina and Blaine heading down the stairs.
Tina doesn't even let Kurt speak before she is apologizing. "I saw you up there singing with Blaine and I saw the old legendary chemistry. I saw two soulmates rediscovering each other and I was jealous." Kurt doesn't even hear the rest of her words as she complains about wanting her own soulmate and Blaine reassures her. He is too busy trying not to look at Blaine. He knows his alter was in control for the first half of the wedding and reception. When did he wake up? Somewhere in the middle of their song, which he was somehow able to continue singing, even though he wasn't the one who had practiced it. He remembers Blaine wrapping an arm around him and holding him close while they sang, but he just thought that was part of their choreography. But Tina thinks she saw legendary, soulmates-style chemistry between them? If that's what Tina saw, what must Blaine think?
Kurt's head is spinning and he feels dizzy. Things are moving too fast with Blaine and he needs to slow it back down. He's not even sure he's ready for being friends. Blaine is saying, "We've all done things that we wish we didn't. And we all just want to get back to being friends."
Kurt jumps in with "and that's just what we are – I mean – we're just friends" gesturing between himself and Blaine. There is an awkward pause while Blaine looks down trying to suppress a smile and Tina looks unconvinced, so Kurt presses on and invites her to see the double feature with them at the Revival House. Tina complains about always being a third wheel and Blaine takes her arm and tells her he'll find her a boyfriend. Kurt takes her other arm and says something to make it sound like calling her a hag was really meant as an honor instead of an insult. Thankfully she laughs.
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Sebastian is impressed that Kurt is so knowledgeable about cars. It's hard to reconcile his image of Kurt as a prissy, girly gay face when the muscles in his forearms are straining as he makes quick work of loosening lug nuts and tightening loose engine belts. Or whatever he was doing. Sebastian really doesn't know anything about car repair. Except that boys in uniforms with powerful arms are a real turn-on. It must be a strong turn-on if I'm thinking of Kurt lady face Hummel pounding someone over the hood of a car. Someone else. Not me. But it's still turning me on.
Sebastian glances around the shop. Most of the guys in the shop are old and grizzled. There is one other mechanic who looks fuckable enough, but Sebastian really can't figure out a way to make that happen with Burt right there. And Sid would probably lecture him for days about the importance of not drawing too much attention to Kurt.
Well, now is as good a time as any for some physical therapy, thinks Sebastian as he transitions out of Kurt.
Sid crashes Sebastian's physical therapy session to ask how things are going. Sebastian gives as little information as possible, putting a positive spin on everything. He really doesn't want any lectures today. Sid seems to be in a good mood, at least. Sebastian thinks it's because Kurt made the appointment for the medical tests with Seikly's doctor. Which reminds him to ask about the STD testing on the guys he fucked in Kurt's loft. Apparently, Seikly moves fast. Sid assured him they were almost finished gathering the information and should be able to have it delivered by courier to Kurt's house sometime this week.
Sid then leaves Sebastian to his exercises. Sebastian glances at the clock and decides he has time for a long and satisfying workout. He can even take an extra long shower. Maybe he can convince Shirley that he needs a therapeutic massage to boot. With any luck, by the time I come back, Kurt will already be with Blaine at the movie theater.
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When they get to Tina's car, Blaine volunteers to sit in the back. Blaine leans back out of sight of the rearview mirror and watches Kurt's profile as he and Tina chatter animatedly. Blaine replays their conversation from moments ago in his mind. He was trying to meet Kurt's eyes the whole time Tina was walking ahead of them and calling them soulmates, but Kurt would only glance toward him for a second before looking away. When Kurt insisted that he and Blaine are just friends, Blaine was looking down, struggling to contain his grin as he thought about Saturday night.
Hidden from view in the backseat, he watches Kurt's mouth as he talks. He thinks about running his hands up and down Kurt's body, kissing him everywhere, riding him. It's thrilling to share this secret with Kurt. And now that Blaine has hope of winning Kurt back, he is perfectly willing to go along with this ruse that they are just friends.
When they get to the theater, they learn that the All About Eve and Showgirls double feature actually ended its run on Sunday and that it is "new releases Monday" at the Revival House. Tina suggests Beautiful Creatures and Blaine readily agrees because a supernatural love story about star-crossed lovers seems like exactly the kind of movie Kurt would choose. Kurt agrees with a dismissive shrug and Blaine's self-assurance falters. Suddenly making sure Kurt is happy with the movie becomes an all-consuming need. Blaine laces an arm through Kurt's and slows his steps as they walk up to the ticket counter, letting Tina move ahead of them. "Are you sure this is okay, Kurt? I'm sure we can agree on a different movie," Blaine says quietly.
Kurt glances toward Tina, who is rummaging in her purse to find her wallet. He flashes a wicked grin toward Blaine and replies directly into Blaine's ear, voice low and breath hot. "It doesn't matter to me what we watch. That's not why I'm here." Blaine's knees almost buckle and he shivers deliciously as he remembers Kurt's text. Let's go to a movie tomorrow. I want to see if you still trust me in public. He stares at Kurt in wonder as he continues in a louder voice for Tina's benefit. "Would you buy my ticket – and get some popcorn, too? I'm going to run to the bathroom." Kurt turns on his heel and strides off. Blaine stares after him dreamily until Tina nudges him toward the ticket counter.
Blaine offers to buy a drink for Tina along with the popcorn for everyone to share and she thanks him with a smile before heading toward the restrooms. Blaine waits at the counter with his purchases, as it is too much for him to carry on his own. He thinks about Kurt's whispered words and smiles. He is sure that Kurt is just teasing him. Kurt had invited him to a movie on Sunday, just the two of them, but Blaine had promised his mom weeks ago that he would go with her that day to help clean out Grandma's storage unit in Mansfield. This turned out to be an all-day adventure, as it is a two-hour trip each way. So he and Kurt had rescheduled for today. Sure, they had dared to share a few kisses at the back of a near empty movie theater in the past, and if they were alone they might do that again, but this time Tina would be sitting right with them. If Kurt wanted to make out, why did he invite Tina to join them at the movie? Or was that the point? Blaine wasn't sure. Kurt was just so unpredictable lately.
Kurt and Tina return together, Tina chatting excitedly while Kurt wears a polite and attentive expression. Blaine is certain Kurt is not actually listening to her. Blaine's father often uses that same expression when his mother is talking a little too loud and fast about the latest gossip from the country club. Blaine might expect that from Kurt if he was with Finn talking about football or Sam talking about science fiction movies. But not with Tina talking about Pretty Little Liars.
Blaine's eyes drift downward from Kurt's face and his breath hitches, all thoughts about odd behavior abandoned in favor of trying not to stare too obviously at Kurt's incredible body. The big red sweater is now draped over one arm and he can see what Kurt was hiding beneath it. Kurt is wearing tight black jeans, a silver belt, and an even tighter black long sleeved shirt. He can see the muscles in Kurt's chest and arms shifting beneath it as he walks, his hips swaying and silver belt glinting with reflections from the lights above.
Tina and Kurt grab their drinks from the counter, leaving Blaine with his drink plus the large tub of popcorn. The theater is nearly empty and they choose seats in the center near the back. Tina is between them, but after they are seated, Kurt moves to Blaine's other side. He gracefully slips past Tina without even grazing her legs, so when he rubs the back of his thighs against Blaine's knees, Blaine knows it's deliberate. Kurt drops into the seat to Blaine's right and announces, "Blaine has the popcorn," in explanation, grabbing a few pieces from the tub balanced on Blaine's lap and tossing them into his mouth. Tina smiles and takes her own handful of popcorn.
As soon as the theater darkens, Kurt tugs on Blaine's hand until both their hands are resting on Kurt's thigh. Blaine feels the heat through Kurt's jeans and his heart beats faster. Kurt rubs slow, seductive circles onto the back of Blaine's hand and Blaine is suddenly dizzy with desire. Every nerve in his body is on alert. He can feel the heat radiating off Kurt's body beside him and the cool air of the theater across his face. Tina leans over to whisper a witty comment about the movie in his ear and he shivers at the tickle of her breath. He is glad that the darkness of the theater masks his blush as he whispers back what he hopes is an appropriate and mildly interesting reply. Whatever he said encourages Tina, who laughs a bit and whispers something back before leaning back in her seat, turning to watch the movie once more.
Kurt places his palm over the back of Blaine's hand and laces their fingers together, then uses his grip to slowly drag Blaine's palm back and forth on his thigh. Blaine's cock twitches to life and he nearly cries out when the tub on his lap brushes against his crotch as Tina grabs another handful of popcorn. Kurt squeezes Blaine's hand and then Blaine feels cold air over the backs of his fingers where Kurt's had just been. He glances at Kurt, and when the light on the movie screen brightens for a moment, he sees that Kurt is carefully spreading his red sweater out over his lap and Blaine's hand like a blanket. Kurt's hands disappear under the sweater for a moment and his arm jostles Blaine's shoulder. Then Tina is leaning toward him again and by the time she finishes whispering to him about another movie she saw with the same actress, Kurt is once again caressing his hand. Blaine's cock jumps once again and he is grateful for the tub covering his lap as he drifts in the twin pleasures of Tina's breath ghosting over his ear and Kurt's soft fingers rubbing his skin.
Tina is just settling back into her seat when Kurt is now leaning in to his other side. He doesn't say anything at first, just lightly breathes onto Blaine's ear. Blaine shivers and waves of longing wash over him. Kurt's mouth is so close he is practically kissing Blaine's ear. "I want you in my lap, riding my cock and screaming while I pump your throbbing cock until you come all over the seats in front of us."
"What?" Blaine says out loud, whipping his head to look at Kurt. A woman three rows ahead of them turns around and shushes him loudly, shaking her head. Tina is looking at both of them suspiciously. Blaine is suddenly very aware that one of his hands is on Kurt's lap under his sweater. He grins sheepishly at Tina and whispers, "Sorry, Kurt said something really outrageous about the guy's outfit." He gestures vaguely toward the front of the theater and hopes that what he says fits with the action on screen.
"Oh yeah? I have to hear this. Tell me what he said," Tina insists, her breath ghosting Blaine's ear as she whispers. Blaine glances at the screen, trying to come up with something funny and outrageous to say about the guy's very ordinary button down shirt and jacket, when Kurt grips his hand and moves it toward his crotch. Blaine can feel the ragged cold of Kurt's open zipper followed by the searing heat of his skin. Oh my God, his pants are unzipped. And he's not wearing underwear! And Tina's still looking at me, shit!
There is an explosion on screen and Tina turns back to watch with a hasty, "Tell me later."
Kurt pushes Blaine's hand onto his cock and Blaine's fingers wrap around it automatically. Kurt's cock is fully hard, searing hot and dry. Blaine's heart pounds and his eyes dart around the theater. Everyone is watching the screen, including Kurt. Kurt shifts and reaches into his pocket and Blaine feels the unmistakable cool, slippery drops of lube dribble onto his hand. His heart is racing now and his own cock jumps, tipping the popcorn tub. Blaine grabs the tub with his free hand and steadies it, biting his lip to keep silent as Kurt's breath tickles his ear again. "Touch me, Blaine." Kurt is tracing the edges of Blaine's ear with his tongue and Blaine grips Kurt's cock tightly and begins to pump it slowly. "That's it, Blaine. Work it. Hmmmm – feels so good," Kurt practically moans into his ear. Blaine grips Kurt's cock a bit tighter and rubs his thumb over the head, twisting his hand as he pumps up and down steadily. "I'm thinking about how tight you are, about pumping my fingers in and out of you, licking your hole." Kurt imitates this by tracing his tongue around the inside of Blaine's ear, then sucks gently on his earlobe.
Blaine almost yelps when he feels friction on his own straining cock. He glances at Tina, who has grabbed more popcorn, jostling the tub hiding his erection. The knowledge that Tina is right beside him and that anyone else in the theater can turn around and see what he's doing sends a thrill down Blaine's spine. Kurt is whispering a steady stream of filth into his ear and he thinks he might come in his pants at any moment. Blaine reaches down and cups Kurt's balls for a moment, feeling the weight of them in his hand before rolling them gently. He starts fisting Kurt's cock again in earnest, squeezing tighter. His own cock is throbbing, aching to be touched. Just when Kurt groaning, "I want you on your knees in front of me while I fuck into your hot, wet mouth," into one ear, Tina leans in and whispers, "They have the best popcorn in this place. They must lace the stuff with crack." Tina grabs more popcorn, jostling the tub against Blaine's cock and he stiffens, gripping Kurt's cock like a vice. Blaine's entire body is humming and throbbing with the overload of pleasure from the whispers in both ears, the inadvertent rubbing of the carton over his crotch, and the feel of Kurt's cock in his hands. He feels a twinge of guilt that he is using Tina, especially after her apologies earlier in the day. But then Tina is giggling in one ear and Kurt is sucking on the other and Kurt's hand reaches over and rocks the popcorn tub just right and Blaine is coming with a strangled yelp.
"Are you okay?" asks Tina, glancing at Blaine as he molds his face into an expressionless mask, heart pounding.
"Uh – yeah. Just spilled some ice from my drink into my lap. Let's watch the movie," he says, turning and staring resolutely ahead. He can feel the stickiness seeping into his underwear and his hand has stilled on Kurt's still-hard cock, waiting for Tina to get absorbed into the movie once more.
Kurt leans in to whisper, "You look so hot when you're trying not to come. But you're not done yet. Come on, use that big, sexy hand of yours on me. I'm going to think about you bent over those seats while I pound into you." Blaine tightens his grip on Kurt's cock and Kurt is thrusting his hips, jerking in and out of Blaine's fist faster than Blaine can move his hand. Blaine glances at Tina nervously, worried she'll catch the movement from the corner of her eye, but she is transfixed by the on-screen love scene. Kurt thrusts hard and fast and stills, eyes scrunched closed in ecstasy and mouth open in a silent moan of pleasure as he spills hot into Blaine's hand.
Blaine tries to watch the movie for a moment, but his brain feels like a wrung out sponge and the dialog seems meaningless. He is suddenly very aware of the stickiness in his underwear and the drying lube and come on his hand. He glances at Kurt uncertainly. He really doesn't want to incur his wrath by wiping his hand on the sweater, but he doesn't have any napkins or anything else to use. Sighing, he hands the popcorn to Tina and starts to slide past her, crouching down to avoid blocking anyone's view. "Where are you going? It's almost over," Tina whispers frantically.
"Sorry, I didn't use the bathroom beforehand like you two." Blaine darts out of the theater and marches quickly to the bathrooms, head down and sticky hand curled into a loose fist.
By the time he slides back into his seat, Kurt's pants are zipped, the red sweater folded neatly on the seat beside him. As they walk out, he sees Kurt drop the sweater into the trash can. He raises an eyebrow at that, but he does remember that Kurt would sometimes throw out clothes after they were stained with slushy dye. Can you wash come stains out of wool?
As Tina is driving them back to school, she glances at Kurt and gasps. "Kurt, where's your sweater?"
Kurt looks unconcerned and replies, "Sweater? Oh, right. I must have left it at the theater."
"Oh, no! I'll turn around," says Tina.
"No, don't worry about it. I can get it tomorrow. I'm sure it'll be at the lost and found," Kurt says nonchalantly.
"But what if it's not? What if someone takes it? We should go there right now and get it," Tina flushes red with agitation.
"Nah. I'm not worried about it. I'm sure it will be there tomorrow. And if not, I don't really care," Kurt shrugs.
"Kurt," insists Tina sternly, "We were just talking on the way here about what a great find that sweater was – you're really lucky to get an original like that on sale. I don't know what is going on with you, but I'm not buying this 'I don't care' act."
Blaine is watching Kurt closely. He vaguely remembers Kurt gushing about the sweater while he was daydreaming about their sexcapades at the wedding. He feels a wave of guilt that Kurt ruined his sweater doing that with him in the theater, but then he remembers it was Kurt's idea. What is going on with him? But then Blaine remembers their conversations about trust and decides that Kurt must be acting this way to test him. He wants me to trust him, so I will. I'm going to show him that I'll do anything, be anything, to get him back. And it's going to work.
Kurt swallows and stares at Tina silently for a moment. Then he laughs airily and says, "Oh Tina. You never will get my sense of humor, will you?" Tina furrows her brow, but continues driving back to the school.
As soon as they say goodbye to Tina, Kurt turns to Blaine and demands that he skip school tomorrow. "I want you all to myself," Kurt says, stepping closer and closer until their shoulders are practically touching as they breath each others air. And then Kurt's mouth is on his in a searing kiss. Following Kurt's lead, Blaine claws at him desperately and probes deeply into his mouth with a searching tongue. Kurt laughs gently as he breaks off their kiss. "I'll see you at your house in the morning." And then he's in his car, driving away and leaving Blaine breathless.
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Puck comes over after dinner to play video games with Finn. Kurt is sitting on the sofa, flipping through the latest issue of Vogue when Puck and Finn invade the living room to use the big-screen TV.
"Hey, it's my boy Kurt," says Puck happily. Kurt just gives a bored wave in reply.
Puck drops into the armchair and slouches back, legs spread wide. As Finn rummages through the stack of games, Puck pulls a plastic baggie of dried greens from his pocket and waves it around. "I got some extra weed. Either of you want any?"
"Puck!" squeaks Finn. He continues in a harsh whisper, "Put that away – our parents could walk in any minute!"
"You?" Puck gestures with the bag to Kurt.
Kurt curls up his lip in disgust. "God, no. I do not pollute my body with that stuff. Did you know that there are no animals or bugs in nature that will go near marijuana? Only people are stupid enough to use it."
"Put that away," Finn stage whispers again, gesturing wildly at Puck. Puck raises an eyebrow and stuffs the bag back into his pocket.
"Jeez, I didn't know you were both so uptight," complains Puck as Finn hands him a controller.
They've only been playing for a few minutes when Finn pauses the game to take a bathroom break. Puck makes a jibe about Finn's endurance, and Finn holds up his middle finger as he stalks toward the bathroom, whining "I had a really big glass of soda right before you got here, okay."
As soon as Finn leaves the room, Puck turns to Kurt with an expectant grin.
"What?" demands Kurt, irritated.
"Aw, don't be like that," says Puck, still grinning.
Sebastian can feel Kurt's heart racing, panicked. He probably thinks he had sex with Puck now, too, Sebastian thinks with mirth.
"Like what? This is what I'm like. What are you expecting me to say?" Kurt huffs out nervously.
Puck leans into Kurt's space. "I want deets, man. How did it go with Blaine at the hotel?"
"Uh – fine. I mean, we sang together and hung out a bit. That was…nice," Kurt says uncertainly. He notices Puck's lecherous expression and immediately adds, "We're just friends."
"Oh, I get it. Friends with benefits. You rock, dude!" Puck nods knowingly.
"No. No benefits. God, what do you think is going on," Kurt says indignantly.
"Yeah, dude. Sure. Play it that way. But I know you took the room key and at least half of the wedding guests saw you two groping each other on your way to the elevator."
Sebastian takes control of Kurt to smile knowingly at Puck, "Okay, you got me. Blaine and I had fun. On Saturday – and maybe today too."
Puck grins and gives him a high five. "I knew it! You are one awesome dude, Kurt."
"Thanks, Puck. But I'm trying to keep a low profile about it right now."
"No problem, dude. My lips are sealed," Puck pinches his thumb and forefinger and runs them in front of his lips with a solemn expression.
"Thanks, man," says Sebastian. "Hey, I actually do want that pot if you're still offering. I'm just trying to set a good example for Finn, so I don't want him to know."
Puck grins. "Yeah, I get it. I've got a sister – and now a brother, too. I know all about how to set a good example while doing my thing on the sly." He makes a lame imitation of a gangster handshake and then slips a baggy with some rolling papers into Kurt's hand.
Sebastian pockets it just as Finn ambles back into the room. "Well, I'll leave you two to blow up the aliens or whatever," he says in his best imitation of a bored Kurt, waving with his back to them as he heads up the stairs to Kurt's room.
Sebastian shuts and locks the door, then grabs Kurt's messenger back and pulls out the contents, dropping them and the packet from Puck onto the bed. He picks up the bondage tape in one hand and the pot in the other and smiles. Oh yeah, Kurtsie-baby. You and me are going to have some fun with Blaine tomorrow.