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Chapter 6

Waking up the next morning, Sebastian was fully determined to make a start on winning Kurt Hummel's affections. The sooner he could make the new boy fall in love with him and spread his legs the better. He was confident he would win the bet and was most looking forward to the look on Jesse's face when he collected his winnings. If there was one thing Jesse hated, it was losing. Sebastian also hoped that after being mistreated by him, Kurt might run away back to whatever repulsive public school he came from. That way he'd never have to see the little gay face he so despised ever again.

"This plan is perfect," Sebastian stated to his mirror reflection, "I'll be able to win this stupid bet by the end of the day."

Getting dressed, he opted for his tightest pair of trousers to really emphasise the bulge in his pants and show off the shape of his ass. He automatically reached for a polo-shirt before remembering how that Mercedes girl had mocked the clothing choice the day before. Placing the polo-shirt back, Sebastian opted for a silk black shirt instead, leaving the top few buttons undone. He rolled the sleeves back up to his elbows and then got to work on styling his hair.

"I'd totally fuck me," Sebastian commented as he checked himself out in the mirror, "and when that little gay virgin sees me he'll fall to his knees and beg me to make him a real man."

Leaving his dorm room, he prowled through the corridors with the intention of heading towards the breakfast hall in search of Kurt. However, luck seemed to be on his side that morning as Kurt happened to emerge from his own dorm room just as Sebastian was passing by.

"Well, well, don't you look fuckable this morning," Sebastian leered setting his hands at Kurt's waist and whispering his words into the boy's ear as he locked his dorm room door.

"Please remove your meerkat hands from my waist," Kurt replied sounding irritated, "it's too early in the morning for me to deal with your horrible personality. My body needs a generous helping of coffee as soon as possible."

"Are you asking me on a coffee date, Kurt Elizabeth?" Sebastian asked sweeping round to stand face to face with the other teen then trapping him up against the wall outside his dorm.

"Are you drunk?" Kurt questioned scowling back at him.

"Drunk on lust," Sebastian winked back as his lips formed into a devilish smirk.

"Might I interject before you say anything further to embarrass yourself?" Kurt asked before continuing before Sebastian could speak anyway. "Allow me to be honest, Sebastian Smythe, I don't like you. You're rude and arrogant with ridiculous hair and an infuriating meerkat face. Now I consider myself to be a mature individual so I will be sure to maintain a sense of civility towards you during Warbler meetings but that is all. I do not wish to spend any social time with you or even converse with you unnecessarily. And I most certainly do not want to join you on a coffee date. Please remove yourself from my presence now."

"I see, playing hard to get," Sebastian said with an incline of his head as he took a step back from Kurt, "well keep it up for as long as you can, Hummel. Nobody can resist me for long, but I'll certainly enjoy the challenge of trying to win you over…" he flicked his eyes up and down Kurt's body, "and then bend you over."

Kurt flushed slightly and rolled his eyes not looking at all impressed with Sebastian's attempts of seduction. He opened his mouth partially as though to make a retort before shaking his head and letting his mouth full shut again. Silently, with a stony expression, Kurt made to walk away but before he could get past, Sebastian leaned in to drop a kiss to his cheek.

"You're repulsive," Kurt snapped whacking Sebastian in the chest then instantly wiping the spot on his cheek where Sebastian's lips had just been.

Sebastian took a few moments to smile to himself in amusement as Kurt stalked away. He then straightened his shoulders and followed his way on to the breakfast hall. Along the way, he was joined by Jesse who immediately asked him if he'd made any form of approach towards Kurt yet.

"Be prepared to pay up soon, Jesse," Sebastian commented smugly as the pair swaggered through the building side by side, "I'm already well on my way to winning our little bet. This very morning I managed to earn myself a kiss from our gay faced little princess."

"If you forced the kiss on him it doesn't count," Jesse replied and Sebastian frowned a little, a fact that did not go undetected by Jesse. "It was a forced kiss wasn't it," Jesse sniggered, "come on, Bas; tell me the truth so I can laugh at you and your epic failure."

"There is no failure here," Sebastian insisted, "I'll still be the one to win our little game. And if you must know, I bestowed a gentle kiss to that ex-public school boy's cheek. He definitely enjoyed the attention. I'm sure he only left so quickly because the feel of my lips upon his skin gave him a boner."

"He wiped his cheek after you kissed him and hastily walked away didn't he?" Jesse guessed.

"Shut up," Sebastian grumbled before leading the way into the breakfast hall, "how does Hummel take his coffee?"

"Oh no, I can't offer you that kind of helpful information," Jesse told him, "it would be helping the competition and I would thereby damage my own chances of P.V… proving victorious."

"You suck, St. James," Sebastian complained.

"Indeed I do," Jesse nodded proudly, "and I'm good at it."

The two friends shared a smirk before Jesse joined the queue to select himself a cooked breakfast and Sebastian made his way to the coffee maker and took a guess at making a cup of coffee the way he thought Kurt would like it. Satisfied with the cup he had produced, Sebastian grabbed a banana from the fruit tray before striving towards the table Kurt was seated at along with Blaine, Wes and David.

"Good morning boys," Sebastian greeted them all forcing David out of the seat beside Kurt so he could sit there himself. "Kurt Hummel, allow me to apologise for my untoward behaviour this morning. I made you a cup of coffee in the hopes of earning your forgiveness," he said pushing the cup towards the countertenor.

"You don't even have any idea how I take my coffee," Kurt pointed out to him, "I'd rather get my own thank you."

"Just try it, princess," Sebastian insisted.

"Only if you take a sip first," Kurt compromised, "that way I can be certain it doesn't contain poison."

"Relax, China Doll," Jesse reassured as he joined the group at the table, "Bas would never poison anyone. He's a cute little meerkat really."

"Don't call me a meerkat," Sebastian snapped at him before taking hold of the coffee cup and taking a small sip, "there, no poison, now will you try it?"

"Very well," Kurt agreed extending his hand for the coffee, Sebastian deliberately letting their fingers brush together as he passed it over.

Seemingly unaffected by the touch of Sebastian's fingers, Kurt took a tentative sip. As he swallowed the hot liquid down, his eyes widened in surprise and he darted his tongue out to lick at his lower lip before taking a longer gulp from his drink.

"I take it you're enjoying the hot beverage I so kindly made for you?" Sebastian asked cockily.

"I will admit that by some lucky fluke you managed to prepare my coffee just how I like it," Kurt conceded, "thank you."

"You're welcome," Sebastian winked, "of course I now expect you to return the favour. You owe me a coffee, Kurt Hummel. I refuse to drink the school's coffee though. It has to be coffee from the Lima Bean. Lunch time today, I'll drive us down. Consider it a date," he grinned before peeling his banana and eating it in a very suggestive manner.

"Not a date," Kurt replied pushing the half-drunk coffee away from him, "sorry Smythe, you're not my type… at all."

With that said Kurt pushed away from the table and made his way out of the breakfast hall, leaving Jesse to splutter and laugh at the affronted look on Sebastian's face over being rejected.

"He's just playing hard to get," Sebastian sulked glaring at Jesse, "it makes getting with him more of a challenge that's all. And I am more than up for such a challenge," he said as he rose to his feet.

"So I see," Jesse laughed pointing to the obvious excited bulge in his friend's pants. "How can being rejected by Kurt turn you on like that?"

Sebastian couldn't think of a comeback so he just adjusted himself in his pants and left.

"Are we missing something?" David asked of Jesse and Blaine after Sebastian had gone.

"It's nothing to worry about," Blaine answered, "everything will work out just fine in the end."

"Is something going on with Kurt and Sebastian?" David asked, a smile lighting up his face.

"Perhaps," Jesse replied, "Kurt just doesn't know it yet."

"The Warblers will not be negatively affected by anything going on though right?" Wes demanded to know.

"Not at all," Blaine assured, "just stay out of this situation, Wes, let things happen naturally. I think that's the best thing to do. It could be really good for Bastian and for Kurt."

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Elsewhere, Sebastian was feeling rather disoriented. He wasn't used to failing to win the affections of another boy. He could even capture the interest of a straight male if he did things right. Yet for some reason, Kurt Hummel seemed immune to his charms and devastatingly good looks.

That morning, he was confident that he could win the bet by the end of the day. Clearly, that wasn't going to happen. Hopefully his chances of winning the bet would improve by the end of the week. For Sebastian Smythe, losing really wasn't an option. He needed a new approach to winning Kurt Hummel's affections as being overly sexual with the boy was failing epically.

"The gay faced virgin is going to demand romance I just know it," Sebastian muttered to himself, "ok, no problem with that. I can do romance. Think Sebastian, what is considered romantic? Rimming? Blow-jobs? Public sex? No, no, you're on the wrong track Sebastian."

He headed outside to walk about the Dalton Academy gardens, hoping the scenery would inspire him to get romantic. Considering he was only really looking at grass and a concrete bench or two overlooking a neatly maintained flowerbed, it actually seemed to work.

"I'll sing for him," Sebastian decided to himself, "I'll prepare a song to perform to him in Warbler rehearsal. That'll have him drooling at my feet and begging for my cock."

To Be Continued

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