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Snatch of song included towards the end of this chapter is 'Escape' by Enrique

Chapter 23

"I had fun today," Kurt said as Sebastian pulled up in the Dalton Academy parking lot.

"Good for you," Sebastian responded. "You performed an admittedly great number that we should seriously consider recreating at our next competition while I suffered a humiliating loss to a girl."

"I thought you were better than Santana," Kurt told him. "But as most of the other warblers are straight it's only natural that they would vote for her. Gay or straight you have to admit that she's an incredibly attractive girl."

"I think she's hideous," Sebastian insisted and Kurt rolled his eyes.

"Liar," Kurt accused. "When the two of you sing together neither of you really makes a convincing gay. If I didn't know you liked boys and she liked girls I would have expected the performance to end with the two of you tearing one another's clothes off."

"I could say the same about you and Blaine," Sebastian said quietly with an obvious tone of envy in his voice. "You two are adorable when you sing together. You really would make a great couple and I'm sure your dad would better approve of Blaine than he ever would of me."

"Blaine's totally awesome," Kurt agreed. "And I can appreciate what a good-looking guy he is but that doesn't mean I want to date him. He's my friend, that's all. Besides, I want to be with you and even though you stubbornly refuse to admit it you want to be with me too."

"You sound incredibly confident about that," Sebastian drawled tilting his head back and staring up at the roof of the car and trying to ignore the way Kurt was gazing at him. "What makes you so sure?"

"Because I am undeniably fabulous," Kurt replied with a smile as he twisted onto his side and placed one hand on Sebastian's thigh. "I know you want me. Every student at Dalton knows that you want me. There are even bets being made for how long it will take for us to officially get together."

"I don't like bets," Sebastian said quietly with his eyes shut. "I've recently decided they're not in any way good. I mean it's all fun and games…" he reopened his eyes to look directly at Kurt. "Until it's not."

"Kiss me?" Kurt asked a little shyly as he peered at Sebastian through his eyelashes, his hand moving from Sebastian's thigh up to his arm.

Sebastian's eyes instantly dropped to Kurt's lips and his own mouth tingled at the memory of how Kurt's kisses tasted. He pulled his eyes away and looked out of the car window for a few moments before turning back to face Kurt. He wanted to kiss the other boy; desperately.

"I suppose one kiss wouldn't hurt," Sebastian reasoned with himself out loud. He made to lean in when Kurt's cell phone started to ring. "Of course," Sebastian sighed pulling back while Kurt muttered a quick apology as he answered the call.

"Well hello, Finn Hudson, quarterback, Glee star and cock-block extraordinaire," Kurt greeted sardonically.

Sebastian exited the car and moved round to lean against the hood as he waited for Kurt to finish the call and get out of the car too. A few minutes later, Kurt slipped out of the vehicle and Sebastian locked it before striding towards the entrance doors of the school.

"I'm sorry for my step-brother's interruption," Kurt apologised. "If you like you can escort me to my room and we can pick up from where we left off?"

"As sexy as that sounds it's probably better if we don't," Sebastian answered.

"Honestly, you need to stop moping and brooding like this," Kurt told him exasperatedly. "Brooding was respectfully sexy when David Boreanaz portrayed the character of 'Angel' in Joss Whedon's 'Buffy the Vampire Slayer' and later on his own spin-off show. Then Stephanie Meyer created Edward Cullen and it just doesn't hold the same appeal. Frequently shirtless werewolves, yes. Sulky sparkling vampires, no. Besides, the forlorn expressions make you look constipated and continued frowning will make you wrinkle prematurely and I'm not convinced you can rock such a look."

"I haven't been brooding," Sebastian denied. "And James Masters as 'Spike' was way sexier than Boreanaz could ever hope to be. And personally I say 'no' to sparkling vampires and werewolves because as perverted as I am, and proudly so, I am not remotely interested in necrophilia or bestiality."

"I like romance," Kurt said with a one-shoulder shrug as he held the door open for Sebastian to step through. "Fragrant meadows, a beautiful sunset on the beach accompanied by the sound of gently splashing waves, scented candles and rose petals… you know, that type of thing."

"Excuse me, I've just thrown up in my own mouth," Sebastian drawled.

"Charming," Kurt muttered. "Honestly, Sebastian, you must have some romantic fantasies."

"Romance is for girls and stereotypical gays," Sebastian responded. "And you're being completely naïve," he told him as he began climbing the winding staircase.

"How so?" Kurt asked.

"All those idealistic opinions on what romance is are complete crap," Sebastian answered. "A lot of people fantasize about having sex on a beach because they mistakenly think it's romantic."

"It is romantic," Kurt insisted.

"No it's not," Sebastian sniggered turning to walk backwards through the corridor so he could look at Kurt. "You just get covered in sand. It's bad enough going to the beach with a bathing suit on. The sand gets trapped between your toes, under your fingernails and in your hair. Then your head itches for days as you try to wash it all out. All of that is multiplied when you're completely nude and electing to fornicate in such a location. We're talking about sand up your butt-crack and trapped in the pubic hairs on your balls. That's not romantic, it's just messy. And a meadow isn't romantic either; especially if you have hay-fever. Then there are all the insects and thistles and nettles. Not to mention that Bambi's mother got shot in a meadow."

"I cried so hard when that happened," Kurt admitted. "And ok, perhaps you have a point about beaches and meadows. But come on, rose petals and scented candles are totally romantic."

"Candles are a fire hazard, totally dangerous," Sebastian responded still walking backwards and crashing in to the corner of a wall as a result. "Ow." He then made to swagger on down the hallway but tripped over his own feet.

"Elegant as always, Sebastian Smythe," Kurt mocked him. "Here," he offered extending his hand to the other teen.

Embarrassed, Sebastian kept his eyes averted as he accepted Kurt's helping hand.

"Thanks," he mumbled when he was back on his feet.

"You're welcome," Kurt responded, their hands still joined together. "I like this," Kurt said. "Holding hands I mean. Your hand specifically. Our fingers fit so well together, like they were designed for that very purpose."

"Yeah, how romantic," Sebastian muttered sarcastically with a roll of his eyes. "I guess we're just two gay souls destined for one another. A love like ours is so pure and true it happens only once every thousand years when something astronomically significant happens with the stars and some unicorn gallops along leaving a trail of rainbows."

"Wow, hilarious," Kurt said dryly. "I can barely breathe for laughing." He dropped their hands and Sebastian's fingers flexed oddly at the lost contact. "Perhaps I'll see you later," Kurt told him before leaving.

Leaning against the wall, Sebastian watched the other boy go, his eyes taking the time to appreciate Kurt's rear. Straightening up, Sebastian returned to his own room to find Jesse.

"Are you back together with Kurt yet?" Jesse asked eagerly.

"No," Sebastian replied slumping down on the bed.

"Ready to admit you want him back yet?" Jesse asked rolling over on the bed so he was straddling the other teen. His question was met with silence. "I'll take that as a H.Y… means hell yes."

"Alright, what's your next plan?" Sebastian asked.

"Blaine and I are taking Kurt to Scandals tonight," Jesse answered. "And you're coming too."

"That sounds great," Sebastian grinned. "I'll find some hot twink to fuck and you three losers can stand by and watch."

"Voyeurism really isn't my thing. I'm more into whips and chains. But that's O.T… off topic. You do realise that Kurt's incredibly attractive," Jesse asked with a smile. "And with the fashionably slutty outfit Blaine and I have planned to dress him in he'll have guys drooling at his feet. And I know you, baby, you're not going to be able to stand it. You'll be jealous, protective and possessive… kind of like a cave-man but with slightly better hygiene. You can try and act like you don't care. Maybe you'll even flirt with a guy or two, but you're eyes will always be on Kurt watching his every move. And if somebody gets too close or tries to touch, then you my dear friend will turn into an attractive and less green version of the Incredible Hulk. You won't let anybody get their hands on what is yours."

"We nearly kissed," Sebastian admitted and Jesse quirked an eyebrow in interest waiting to hear more.

"Well?" Jesse prompted rolling off of his friend. "What happened?"

"His step-brother called," Sebastian sighed. "It ruined the moment."

"That sucks," Jesse acknowledged. "But never mind, you can just kiss him tonight. I know you want to, Kurt knows you want to and even you know you want to. And now is the time to just go ahead and do it because your whole 'I should stay away from him for his own good' routine is just capital B boring."

"I want him," Sebastian confessed quietly. "And for real this time. And not just for sex. Believe it or not, and I think I may actually be turning into a girl as I say this, but Sebastian Smythe just wants to hold Kurt Hummel's hand."

"That's so romantic," Jesse smiled broadly. "And so, so gay. But at least you're finally being honest. So, Scandals tonight, are you in?"

"You had me at 'slutty outfit'," Sebastian answered locking one arm around Jesse's neck and pressing a kiss to his cheek.

XXX

In Blaine's dorm room, Kurt helped his friend gel back his hair.

"You must spend a fortune on hair gel," Kurt commented. "Why don't you wear it loose?"

"I hate my hair," Blaine answered. "It's all fuzzy and wild. It looks a complete mess."

"I think your curls are cute," Kurt told him. "And Jesse's not embarrassed to have curly hair."

"That's different; Jesse's hair just has a natural wave to it. It looks good on him," Blaine said a touch enviously. "Anyway, now that my hair has been masterfully tamed we both look great. So let's go out and enjoy being teenagers and just have some fun. I promise you now that I am going to dance to ever single song until they kick us out."

"Assuming we even get in at all," Kurt commented.

"Relax, we'll get in," Blaine assured him. "Jesse knows the doorman."

"How?" Kurt enquired.

"I'm not sure exactly," Blaine admitted. "But we always get in. I've gone with Jesse and Sebastian to Scandals before. The music's good, drinks are cheap and the people are friendly and accepting. You should probably avoid the toilets though," he advised.

"Noted," Kurt said with a nod turning to view himself in Blaine's mirror. "I look good right?" He asked as he examined himself.

"You look perfect," Blaine told him. "Sebastian won't be able to resist you tonight."

"He's resisted me pretty well so far," Kurt pointed out as he flicked some imaginary dust off of his red skin-tight shirt.

"Sebastian's stubborn," Blaine acknowledged. "But he's also human. He has weaknesses. He can't resist you forever. Tonight's the night he falls into your arms; I know it. I can feel it in my heart beat."

Kurt smiled at the thought as he adjusted the red-buckled belt on his skinny black jeans.

"Tonight's the night," Kurt repeated confidently. "I'm ready."

XXX

Jesse had agreed to be the designated driver of the night so the four boys carefully piled themselves into his car. As planned, Blaine dived into the passenger seat leaving Kurt and Sebastian to sit together in the back.

"You look good," Kurt complimented offering Sebastian a coy smile.

"That's because I dressed him," Jesse stated proudly. "If I'd left it up to him he'd be wearing ripped jeans and an old polo-shirt. But the black slacks and silk purple shirt totally becomes him."

"I agree," Kurt nodded. "I particularly appreciate the three undone buttons at the top. It's nice to see a little skin on show."

A silent Sebastian shifted in his seat uncomfortably. He jumped slightly when his phone went off and slipped it out of his pants pocket to read the text he'd just received from Blaine. The message instructed him to compliment Kurt back.

"Kurt," Sebastian said and Kurt turned his head expectantly. "You, er, you… you look, um… yeah. Never mind," he cringed at his own behaviour wondering how he was stumbling over his words when he was usually so smooth and charming.

"I think Seb is trying to say you look good," Blaine said helpfully.

"You're rather quiet tonight, Bas," Jesse commented as he swerved round a corner. "Is somebody feeling nervous?" He asked teasingly.

"You suck ass, St. James," Sebastian sniped glaring at the back of his friend's head.

"I suck cock too," Jesse smirked making Blaine's lips twitch in amusement. "And… we're here," he announced pulling into the parking lot outside the club.

An excited Blaine was first out of the car closely followed by Jesse who kindly opened the door for Sebastian. Kurt unbuckled his seatbelt and carefully stepped out of the car before linking his arm with Blaine's and following him up to the entrance of the club.

"You're sure we'll get in?" Kurt asked in a nervous whisper.

"Definitely, just relax," Blaine advised him as Jesse and Sebastian walked behind them.

"Jesse," the doorman greeted with a nod before allowing the four of them to step through.

"How do you know him?" Kurt asked above the music.

"I've given him a hand-job a few times," he said casually and Kurt looked disgusted at the notion. "I'm kidding," Jesse assured him. "He's a friend of the family. Possibly had an affair with my Aunt."

"Joking?" Kurt asked Blaine.

"I don't think so," Blaine replied. "Come on, let's dance," he took Kurt's head and lead him through the crowd of older men and onto the dance floor.

As the lights flashed around them, Kurt and Blaine held hands as they danced together, a lot of the older men watching them with interest. Meanwhile, Jesse dragged Sebastian up the bar and ordered them drinks; a non-alcoholic beverage for himself as he was driving.

Sitting on a barstool, Sebastian took a long gulp from his beer bottle as he watched Kurt move about the dance floor with Blaine, both of them looking happy and carefree.

"Are you going to ask him to dance or just sit here and watch?" Jesse asked sipping on his orange juice.

"I'm not sure yet," Sebastian responded leaning back and resting his elbows on the bar behind him. "Normally I can swagger up to a guy and dance with him without any trouble. Then we head to somewhere private, I provide them with the greatest orgasm they'll ever know and then that's it… relationship over. But this is entirely different. I don't know how to do this for real."

"Just drink your beer, then be a man and ask him to dance," Jesse told him. "That's all there is to it," he said gulping down the rest of his juice. "Now, if you'll excuse me I'm going to get out there and dance. Feel free to join in any time your balls grow back."

"Thanks," Sebastian replied sarcastically watching him head out and join Kurt and Blaine.

"Hey, you look hot tonight," a twenty-something guy with a moustache commented.

"Fuck off," Sebastian sneered at him drinking down another mouthful of his beer.

"Asshole," the older guy scowled at him before walking away.

Sebastian ran a hand through his hair lazily before spying the guy he'd just rejected whispering something into Kurt's ear. He glared at the interaction for a while before averting his gaze when the two began dancing together.

"Looks like you're gonna lose your boyfriend," a voice commented and Sebastian turned to his left to see a large boy about his age dressed in denim and wearing a cap.

"He's not my boyfriend," Sebastian replied downing the rest of his beer before ordering a second.

"Right, well he won't ever be if you stay sat here sulking," the boy pointed out.

"Who says I want him to be?" Sebastian asked snarkily.

"The look on your face kinda gives it away," the other teen answered. "Kurt's a great guy. You won't find anyone else like him."

"And who the hell are you and how do you know Kurt?" Sebastian demanded to know.

"I'm Dave," he said before swallowing down some of his own beer. "Kurt and I used to go to school together."

"I knew I could smell the stench of public school on you," Sebastian replied scrunching up his nose in distaste.

"He could have been my boyfriend you know," Dave said nodding his head in Kurt's direction. "If things were different I mean. If I hadn't denied to myself how I really felt about him, if I didn't behave like such a jerk."

"If you were actually attractive," Sebastian remarked cruelly.

"That older guy's pretty attractive," Dave pointed out and Sebastian clenched his fist as he watched the older man roam his hands over Kurt's lithe form. "And his chances of getting Kurt are probably better than yours right now. I've already screwed it up, I ruined my chance. That guy out there is taking a chance and by the way Kurt's smiling and laughing he seems to be doing pretty well. And here you are sat on a bar stool letting your chance pass you by. Well, when you fuck up completely, give me a call. I'll officially welcome you to the 'I fucked things up with Kurt Hummel club'." Dave downed the rest of his beer before moving away.

Sebastian stared down at his beer bottle for a few moments before looking up to the dance floor. Kurt's arms were wrapped around the older guy's neck and the older guy had his arms coiled around Kurt's back.

"No way," Sebastian said to himself decisively. He downed the rest of his beer, left the bottle on the bar before standing up and striding determinedly towards Kurt.

"If you feel like leaving," Blaine and Jesse were singing along loudly to the music as they danced together. "Well I'm not gonna make you stay. But soon you'll be finding, you can run, you can hide, but you can't escape my love!"

Slipping past Jesse and Blaine, Sebastian came up behind Kurt and settled his hands at the boy's waist. He sent a glare at the older guy before winding one arm around Kurt's middle and pulling him back. He then quickly stepped around Kurt so they were facing each other, Kurt and the older guy now completely separated.

"Hey," Sebastian greeted.

"Hey," Kurt smiled back looping his arms around Sebastian's neck.

To be continued

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