Rachel Berry storms into the Dalton Academy dormitory and grabs Nick Duvall by his necktie, "Where is that evil little troll?!"
Fearing for his life Nick points at the last door on the right and Rachel shoved him into the wall. She looks back when she hears someone running up behind her. She smiles a devious smile when Santana Lopez comes into her view.
"You know, for a dwarf, you've got some scary balls, Berry." Santana says linking her arm with Rachel's.
Rachel glances down stunned at Santana's action, but then smiles as she gets inspired of the devastation she and the Lima Heights Adjacent Latina are about to inflict on Sebastian Smythe. "Why thank you, now let's go pluck the feathers out of the squawking canary that hurt our friend."
The walk with eerie smiles painted on their faces. When they reach Sebastian's room Santana turns the nob and throws the door open. Sitting on his bed is a sobbing Sebastian, holding his knees up to his chest.
"YOU!" Rachel yells at him, but Sebastian doesn't move.
He sits there quietly as tears fall from his eyes. Santana and Rachel storm up to him, but feel confused as to why the usual snarky Sebastian wasn't coming out to play. "I'm sorry."
Rachel and Santana look at each other with stunned faces. Santana is the first to speak to Sebastian. "OK lady face, here's how it's going to go. You're coming with us and you're going to tell your headmaster, the police, and Blaine's parents what you put in that slushy, because you may have cost Blaine his right eye."
Sebastian looks up but doesn't move. "Sam hates me now. He unfriended me on Facebook and blocked me on twitter. I never thought I'd fall for someone as much as I did for Sam, and when he took Blaine back I…I lost it."
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Earlier that day
The Warblers and the New Directions had just hit the final note of the Michael Jackson's "Bad" when Sebastian threw an orange slushy right into Blaine's face. The other Warbler's backed away nervously before running off, scared of the repercussion that they might face for their leader's actions. Sebastian takes one hard look at the shriveled mess before him. Blaine's agonizing scream echoed throughout the parking garage.
When he sees Sam's face his whole demeanor changes. The young blonde holds a look of anger and hurt, showing Sebastian just have betrayed his friend feels as he holds his injured boyfriend in his arms. Sebastian's mind races and he wants to cry, but he fears showing any kind of weakness will only make things worse for him in the long run. He looks at Puck whose face is filled with terror. Sebastian just looks at his bene-friend and mouths, "I'm sorry." Before running off to join the other Warblers.
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Present Time
Sam sits in Blaine's bed holding his boyfriend close while they watch a movie. He feels guilty for getting Blaine hurt. "I'm so sorry baby. If…if I hadn't told Sebastian we were doing Michael week, none of this would've happened."
Blaine sits himself up so that he's eye level with Sam. He kisses Sam softly on the lips, "I love you. But, baby this is not your fault. Sebastian's not over you. I know you say the two of you are just friends, but it was clear he really likes you as more than that."
"Well, I don't want anything to do with him now. Not after what he did to you." Sam's voice was full of grit, but Blaine could see how much it hurt Sam to think about losing Sebastian as a friend.
He cups Sam's chin with his hand, "I love you, Sam."
"But," Sam says knowing Blaine's about to make a point.
Blaine smiles and the bandage over his eye crinkles slightly. "But, you are so kindhearted that you forgive those that don't always deserve it, because that's who you are." He watches as Sam tries to suppress a smile, but fails. "You are the kindest, most loving person I know, and because of that I want you to forgive Sebastian."
"Blaine he hurt the person I love most. He hurt you that's different." He says holding Blaine just a little tighter.
Blaine sighs, "Sam, no matter what at the end of the day you can't hold a grudge against someone. You're even starting to open up about getting to know Mr. Schue as your dad…though so far you've only talked to me and Burt about it, but the point is you wouldn't be the guy you are if you hate Sebastian forever."
A sigh escapes Sam's lips and he knows that Blaine is right, as angry as he is right now with Sebastian, he knows that deep down he's already forgiven him. "Fine, but you have to be angry him for both of us."
Blaine laughs and kisses his boyfriend quickly, "I promise."
"How angry?" Sam asks as they kiss again.
Blaine's hand starts to run up Sam's back. "So angry."
Just as he's about to let Blaine lip his shirt off of his body, Sam's phone starts to buzz in his pocket. He pulls it out and sees a text from Rachel.
RACHEL: SANTANA AND I HAVE SEBASTIAN. HE'S CRYING LIKE A LITTLE BITCH BABY, AND KEEPS SAYING HE WANTS TO APOLOGIZE TO YOU AND BLAINE BEFORE WE TAKE HIM TO SEE HIS HEADMASTER AND THE COPS.
Sam's eyes go wide and he shows the text to Blaine. "Don't let them get him expelled, Sam. The other Warblers have worked too hard to lose their best chance at winning Regionals, and I want it to be a fair fight when we beat them." He watches as Sam dials Rachel's number, "And tell Rachel to stop spending so much time with Santana, I'm worried she might be a bad influence on her." He looks down at his lap and whispers to himself as he shakes his head, "She is so impressionable sometimes."
Sam smiles, trying to hold back the laugh he wants to let out. He hears a cheerful "Hello," from the other end of the phone and he changes his focus. Feeling the pressure to make Regionals the best it could be "RACHEL! DON'T TAKE SEBASTIAN ANYWHERE! JUST LEAVE HIM ALONE!"
"What? Why?" Rachel and Santana both say into the receiver, letting Sam know he's on speaker.
Sam looks at Blaine, wishing they could make Sebastian pay, but Blaine just flashes him a smile and he knows taking the high road is the right thing to do. "Blaine and I were talking and we think taking the high road would be the best thing to do."
"SCREW THE HIGH ROAD! HE NEARLY BLINDED YOUR MAN, TROUTY! HE DESERVES WHAT'S COMING!" Santana starts to rip into him in Spanish and he has to hold the phone away from his ear. Blaine begins to laugh.
"San…Santana….SANTANA!" Sam yells into his phone to make her shut up long enough for him to speak.
"What, Sam?!" She says sounding quite annoyed.
Sam clear his throat. "Listen, if we turn Sebastian in for what he did, then the other Warblers don't stand a chance, and they've been working just as hard as we have, so we don't hurt their chances at Nationals."
"If we take out their best singer then…" Santana is cut off when Sam interrupts her.
"Santana, when you slapped Finn, you almost got suspended until he covered for you because he wanted Sectionals to be a fair fight, so we're making it a fair fight and letting Sebastian compete." Sam makes his point and Santana grunts on the other end other phone.
"FINE! But if he steps out of line again, I'm using the recording Berry and I just made to send his ass to prison so that he can be Bubba's little soap bitch!"
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Santana looks at Rachel with great frustration. "Damn it, Trouty Mouth. Why does he have to be so freaking moral?" She has Sebastian held by the collars of his jacket and shirt. She pulls back and chokes the boy for a moment, before spinning him around to face her.
"Listen here, Future King of Douche, if you so much as come near any of my friends again, I will crack one of your nuts, left or right that's your choice." Sebastian cringes at the thought of what Santana could do to him. She isn't done with him yet. "And after that I'll take you to a shady tattoo parlor and get you a tramp stamp that says, 'I Like It Rough' with an arrow pointing at your brown eye. Then I'm taking you to a roadside rest stop and I'm going to leave you handcuffed to a toilet with that tight little ass of yours pointed straight up in the air."
Sebastian's eyes are wide. Rachel wants to laugh; however, she keeps her stern, mean girl face. She watches feeling proud to be a part of this moment, and she was also glad she wasn't Sebastian.
Santana takes hold of Sebastian's chin and squeezes tightly, making him groan in pain. "Now, pretty boy, do we have an understanding or does Auntie Snakes need to pay you a visit?"
"We're goo…goo..good!" Sebastian says stammering.
The spicy Latina smiles as she takes in her victory. "Now run along and don't ever bother my friends again."
Sebastian nods quickly and runs back to his dorm room. Santana walk to their cars and head back home.
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Sebastian couldn't believe the person he had become. This wasn't the Sebastian Smythe that he knew. No longer did he inspire fear in others or make them bend to his will. No, now he was a feeble excuse of his former self. At least there was still one person he could torture.
He reaches into his pocket and pulls out his cell and dials the number. He walks closer to his door and suddenly he hears a ringing coming from inside. The door has been left opened and he could swear he'd locked it after Santana and Rachel manhandled him out of his room. He opens the door and finds Puck sitting on the edge of his bed. "Well, at least now I won't have to wait for you to haul your sorry ass up here to suck my dick." Puck turns and looks at him. "Now get on your knees and suck me off, Noah!"
Puck stands to his feet and walks over to where Sebastian is standing. He can tell by the look in Sebastian's eyes that the Warbler is full of shame and regret. Standing before him is a broken man, no longer certain of who he is or what his purpose is in life. "I'm so sorry, Sebastian." He says calmly as he pulls the other man in for a hug.
Sebastian squirms, trying to get out of the hug. "What…what are you doing?! I said get on your knees, bitch!" Finally he frees himself and shoves Puck away, causing the McKinley high school stud to land on his back on Sebastian's bed. Sebastian smirks, "Well then I guess I'm gonna have to show you who's boss."
He strips his clothes off quickly. Puck stares, mesmerized at the beauty of Sebastian's body, and instinctively begins to strip. He watches as Sebastian grabs the lube and coats his hard cock. He moves over to Puck and smiles as he inserts two fingers, "Be glad I like you, otherwise I wouldn't bother stretching you out."
Puck's only response is a low moan.
"Ever ridden bareback before?" Sebastian asks as he presses the tip of his cock at Puck's entrance.
Puck shakes his head, "No, but I," Sebastian slides inside, "I want to with you…ugh!"
"Good, cause I'm out of condoms and your ass belongs to me and only me, so I better not hear about you and any other guys, or girls getting it on. " With that he pulls out slowly, leaving only the tip inside before slamming it all the way back in at full force. "Do you understand me?"
"OH GOD! YES! If you keep doing that! I'm yours! Forever! UGH!" Noah screams as the most intense wave of lust and pleasure over take him
Sebastian pulls out again, but stays still once the head of his cock is at the exit. "So that makes you my bitch, right?" Sebastian asks feeling his confidence returning.
"Yes," Puck manages gasp.
Sebastian slams his dick back in, "Yes what?"
Puck groans and he can feel his load about to shoot as Sebastian slams him two more times. "Your BIIIIIIIIITTTTCHHHHHHOOOOOOO OOOOOOOO! Puck cries out as he fires rope after rope of cum between his and Sebastian's bodies.
Puck's ass muscles clamp down on Sebastian's rod and he fires his load into the hole. He collapses on top of the body beneath him and his softening cock slips out and cum trickles out of Puck's gaping hole onto the silk sheets.
Sebastian is about to kick Puck out of bed, but he looks at the boy's face and sees that he's fallen asleep. Another strange feeling begins to grow inside the Warbler as he watches the sleeping beauty. He wants to protect him, keep his secret and never tell anyone. He watches as his hand strokes the cheek of the angelic face.
A sigh escapes Puck's lips and Sebastian turns their bodies so that they're both able to lay under the covers. He would worry about the mess they'd made later. Puck presses his back into Sebastian's chest as the Warbler covers their naked bodies with the top sheet. He left arm is now pinned under Puck's shoulder, so he has no choice but to spoon. He's always hated this position. It's too personal and degrading for a young playboy such as Sebastian to be in, but with Puck he found it to be nice and comforting. Another sigh comes from Puck's mouth just as Sebastian finds himself drifting off to sleep, "I love you, Sebastian."
Though the words were powerful and surprising, his body's exhaustion was more powerful and he fell into a deep sleep, where he dreamed of a life he never thought he could have. It is a life full of happiness, and family, a life with Noah Puckerman.
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A/N: Hope you all enjoyed this chapter. Next Chapter will more than likely be Regionals, which might end up being a two parter. Thank you to those that have reviewed, I really appreciate them. I know I say it a lot, but I really do mean it. The keep me motivated and I tend to give a few spoilers here and there to those that review. If I haven't responded to your reviews I apologize and will try to do better.