Chapter 10 :
It's raining the day they move into their apartment.
Kurt is tense, terrified that something precious is going to break in the process of bringing the boxes up. He snaps more than once at Sebastian when he sets down a carton too heavily and the contents rattle. Sebastian ignores him, stays out of his way for the most part until they have everything and all that's left is unpacking. Once he slips a few bills into the hands of their movers, he closes the door and walks over to where Kurt is standing in the middle of a sea of boxes, staring out the huge windows at the slanting rain.
His arms slip around his waist easily and Kurt stiffens for a second before relaxing back against him. They're quiet for a long moment, the only sound coming from the rain pounding against the window sill. They haven't switched on any lights yet and it's dark enough because of the clouds for it to seem like late evening even though it's barely past noon.
"Did you remember to tell Paula about the change in moving dates?" Kurt asks suddenly. "Because if you didn't then we'll have to go a whole week without a bed and -"
"Yes I did," Sebastian says, cutting him off.
"And Blaine's bringing over the -"
"Kurt, shut up."
"He said he'd call by six – what time is it right now? You can barely tell the difference between night and day with all this rain -"
"Kurt, shh." Sebastian says, kissing the side of Kurt's neck. "Breathe, baby."
Kurt lets out a long breath and leans back against Sebastian's chest. His hand is resting over Sebastian's on his waist and he's isn't sure if he even realizes it, but Kurt starts to trace the wedding band on Sebastian's finger with long, slow strokes. It's been a week since the ceremony and they've been wearing their rings for longer than that but the way Kurt's finger moves over the platinum band, barely brushing the skin at the corners makes Sebastian hyper aware of the little patch of skin.
He breaks the silence all of a sudden, "Shit."
"What?" Kurt asks, "Don't tell me we forgot something."
"Shit Kurt," Sebastian says again. Kurt turns around in his arms, frowning. "We're married." Kurt laughs for the first time all morning, the sound echoing around the walls of their apartment. Sebastian drops his forehead to rest against Kurt's and laughs with him. "What is so funny?" he asks even though he's still grinning.
Kurt reaches up to cup Sebastian's face. "Don't tell me you're having second thoughts. Not after we've already agreed to take this place. Because if you are, then I'm sorry, we'll have to resolve to stay in an unhappy marriage, I'm not ready to give up the apartment."
"At least the sex will be fantastic," Sebastian says.
"Mm, I can guarantee that."
"I'm not having seconds thoughts," Sebastian says when Kurt turns around again and presses his back against Sebastian's chest. "I'm just worried I'm going to screw this up."
"Seriously?" Kurt says. "Shouldn't you have thought of that before we got married?"
"Do you know how long it took me to finally ask you to move in the first time?" Sebastian says. "I don't do this Kurt. I've never done this. And now we've got these -" he held up both their hands, the bands shining in even the dull light. "And it's not just an excuse to have more sex anymore."
"So that's what it was last time?" Kurt says, turning his head to give him a teasing smile. "You asked me to move in so you could have more sex?"
"Obviously."
"I had a feeling that's what it was all about."
Sebastian smiles and presses his nose to the curve behind Kurt's ear, inhaling deeply. Kurt smells like rain and sweat, tastes the same when
Sebastian replaces his nose with his lips and sucks lightly at the skin. There's so much Sebastian wants to say in that moment but he can't find the words. So he nudges Kurt's jaw with his nose until Kurt turns his head and captures his lips in a soft, reassuring kiss.
"We can do this," Kurt whispers against his lips, his hand coming back up to cup the side of Sebastian's face. "We can."
"What if I screw up?"
Kurt smiles, "I might decide you're worth it and give you a third chance."
"Third?"
"You've already used up your second."
"And it resulted in our marriage." Sebastian says with a grin. "I make the most of what I get."
Kurt twists his body so they're in a weird, half embrace and kisses him again. Sebastian walks them both backwards until Kurt's back is pressed against the huge windows, his body framed by the city. He kisses him deeper, sliding his tongue into Kurt's mouth and stroking the roof of his mouth in a way that makes Kurt curl closer to him.
When they have sex for the first time on a blanket on the floor of their new apartment, it's completely unlike the way it had been last time when Kurt had moved in. Last time, Sebastian had held Kurt up against a wall and fucked him until he went boneless in his arms. This time, it's Kurt who fucks in to him, slow and deep, filling him up until Sebastian can't breathe. Every touch feels like more of a promise than the last and Sebastian is terrified.
More terrified than he had been when he told Kurt he loved him for the first time, or when he had finally proposed. Making their wedding vows hadn't been as terrifying as this. This is the point where the glamour of their wedding that has surrounded them for months comes to an end. This is the first step in an endless staircase that is going to be their life together. There is so much that could go wrong.
He shudders in Kurt's arms when he comes, the sound of his harsh panting overpowered by the thundering rain. Kurt presses his lips to the curve of his jaw, buries his face in his neck as he continues to thrust until he comes with a low whimper. They lie together, their chests sweaty and legs tangled together. Kurt's softening cock is still inside Sebastian and the oversensitivity is almost painful but Sebastian holds Kurt tighter when he tries to move away.
"No," he whispers. "Stay just a bit longer."
"I'm staying with you forever, remember?" Kurt says with a smile.
"I hope so," Sebastian says. "I honestly don't know what I would do without you."
"Well with any luck," Kurt says, kissing the corner of his mouth and pushing away the sweaty strands of his hair from his forehead. "You want have to do without me."
Sebastian shook him awake some time later, his hand gentle but firm. "Come on, sleeping beauty, that's enough."
"Don't call me that," Kurt mumbled automatically, fighting the urge to push Sebastian away. He was still hanging onto the last, lazy shreds of sleep and his body stretched before he had even opened his eyes.
Sebastian must have thought that he was turning over to go back to sleep because he groaned. "God, you sleep a lot," he said. "Wasn't a whole week of unconsciousness enough for you?"
Kurt finally opened his eyes to glare at him but all he got in return was a wide grin. He sat up, kicking the blanket away from his body. "What time is it?"
"Lunch time, buddy," his father called from the table. "Come on. You don't want to miss this."
Sebastian stepped back when Kurt stood up and there was a brief moment when Kurt looked at him and remembered the brush of knuckles against his face. "What?" Sebastian asked, a crease forming between his brows.
"Nothing," Kurt said with a shake of his head. "I guess I'm still waking up."