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Kurt was a light sleeper. He had always been, ever since he was a kid. That's why he normally used ear plugs – he had a sharp, almost inhuman, hearing. He would wake up even by the sound of someone coughing on the kitchen. So how could he not hear Sebastian trying to sneak out on him?
At first, Kurt played along pretending to be asleep – mostly because he had no idea what to do. How the hell had he been so careless to fall asleep? Before starting the movie, Kurt had made it a mental point to keep his eyes wide open every moment. For starters, how awkward was the mere fact that he had invited Sebastian to stay over for a movie? And how awkward had it been that Sebastian agreed? Things could only get weirder if they fell asleep together.
Dammit, Kurt blamed his bad luck. Of course they did. They had even snuggled up to each other, for Christ's sake. And there was a limit! Not to mention that some of his roommates could've walked into his room and caught them in such a compromising position. Oh Sweet Gaga!
But Kurt woke up to the sound of Sebastian moving, and he didn't feel rested – therefore, they probably hadn't slept in that long. It felt like he had heard the credits playing only two minutes ago. Kurt opened up his eyes cautiously to give a quick glance to his wall watch. It was freaking 4 in the morning. He might fear facing the other boy, but fear wouldn't cloud his judgement: it was dark and cold outside!
"Hey" Kurt mumbled, keeping his voice down. Maybe the thing he feared the most was Santana's equally sharp Mexican eye. Sebastian was putting on his shoes, and didn't seem to hear him. Kurt sat himself, noticing Sebastian's back going rigid because of the movement. "Hey" Kurt repeated.
Sebastian turned around to face him. He looked as awkward as Kurt had imagined. "Hey" Sebastian said back.
"What are you doing?" Kurt whispered, rubbing his eyes and noticing he was probably not looking his best. He hated so much his bed hair…
Sebastian casted him a confused look, and Kurt mentally damned the other boy for not cooperating. "I mean… it's 4 in the morning, Sebastian. You don't have to leave" Kurt told him, unable to look up. Sebastian was still silent, making Kurt feel exasperated. That made Kurt regain some confidence to look up, sighing. "You can leave in the morning, when there's light and the streets aren't this bad…" Kurt suggested, coyly; then he realised he was probably scaring Sebastian. "I mean, not that this is a dangerous zone, or something, but… you can never be too cautious" he tried to joke.
Sebastian apparently didn't catch that, because the boy just observed Kurt with uncertainty while scratching his own head.
"Kurt, I have the-" Sebastian started.
"Oh, I made it look like I was suggesting it" Kurt smiled cockily now. "Pardon me, I'm still asleep" he continued. "You're staying" Kurt stated and laid back down. Sebastian's eyes went wide.
"Why?" the other boy asked, clearly surprised.
Kurt sighed again. Seriously, did he have to explain everything? Kurt really didn't want to keep talking. As much as Kurt did fear Bushwick streets this late at night, he was afraid that Sebastian would take it as if Kurt was actually asking him to spend the night on his bed. And that wasn't the case – no sir, Kurt was merely trying to assure Sebastian's safety. Or so he told himself. "It's really late, Sebastian" he murmured, gesturing dramatically to the window, "you, alone, on these streets – really, I don't think it's a good idea." Kurt looked at him, noticing the boy wouldn't move, and he worried now, for real, that Sebastian would actually leave and hit the streets. "Besides, Edna would kill me" he added desperately.
Sebastian rolled his eyes and smiled at him. "Fine." He laid down again, next to Kurt, and turned around to face him. "Are you really that concerned about my well-being, gayface?" Sebastian asked amused.
Kurt gulped down. Of course he was. Had he been living in Manhattan, it'd be a completely different story. Sebastian's attempt to call on a possible ulterior motive unsettled him, though. "I wanna sleep, meerkat" Kurt said, hoping that Sebastian would let it be.
"I sleep on my apartment" Sebastian argued, "not at one night stand's" he joked.
Kurt gave him a bitchy glare. "Wow, if this is what you call a one night stand, then I think you've been bragging way too much about your sex life" he giggled, pleased with himself for thinking of good remarks even on his asleep state. Self-high-five.
"The night is not over yet" Sebastian said suggestively, moving closer and placing one hand on Kurt's hip, scratching it with his fingers. Thank God that's not bare skin, Kurt thought, losing all the attitude and becoming a nervous mess under Sebastian's touch.
"Bastian" Kurt breathed out, noticing how dry his throat had gone.
"Tell me what you want" Sebastian demanded, firmly and gently at the same freaking time.
"I-I-" Kurt stammered, chills going down his spine as Sebastian's hand wouldn't stop moving. It was caressing his torso now. "This- this is" Kurt forced himself to become eloquent again, "this is not why I invited you over… you know that, right?" he asked timidly. Part of him needed Sebastian to know that Kurt didn't expect the other boy to comfort him this way. Kurt really didn't expect him to act a certain way anymore. He preferred it when Sebastian surprised him.
"What do you mean this?" Sebastian asked, his hand stopping its movements.
And here it was again. That feeling of cold any time Sebastian's body took distance with his own. "I mean I don't-" Kurt gulped down, "expect you to comfort me, or anything. You don't have to" he rushed to add. Suddenly, he felt ridiculous. It had sounded better on his head.
"Comfort you?" Sebastian asked full of something that Kurt read as uncertainty and disdain. He didn't like the last one. Sebastian sat himself slightly, putting more distance between him and Kurt. "Why the hell would I be trying to comfort you, Kurt?" the boy sounded taken aback.
"Oh" Kurt was surprised too. Could he no longer trust his instincts? Maybe no when it came to Sebastian. "I mean, the other night you said-"
"The other night I acted like the cheap ass I am until you told me I didn't have to" Sebastian cut him and finished the sentence for him. Kurt was surprised to see how honest Sebastian looked. "Is that what you think I'm doing here? Again?" Sebastian looked at Kurt intensely, trying to figure him out. Kurt felt kind of naked under that hard look he was being given. It kind of looked like Sebastian was hurt. "Is that how this looks like?" the other boy asked.
"You're not-" Kurt gulped down. "You're not a cheap ass – Sebastian" Kurt lowered down his voice and stared at the sheets, unable to look at Sebastian right away. He wanted to say more, but the nod on his throat was back and he was feeling really stupid. Kurt felt like he had to do something though, so he grabbed Sebastian's hand, tentatively at first, then tightly. He stared at Sebastian and saw that the other boy didn't look completely comfortable yet.
"You didn't answer me" Sebastian stated coldly. "Is that how this looks like?" he repeated. Kurt shivered.
"I- don't know, Sebastian" Kurt admitted. "Can't I find hard to believe that you're just flirting with me?" Kurt bluntly said. "We used to disdain each other, after all" Kurt chuckled nervously.
Sebastian sighed, and Kurt was thankful to realise it wasn't an exasperated sigh, but an understanding one. The boy laid down again and got into the covers – and he did all that without letting go of Kurt's tight hold on his hand. Sebastian stayed still, looking at him while distractedly playing with Kurt's fingertips. "You've never wanted someone you disliked?" he asked.
Kurt made a confused face. "No?" he replied, rhetorically. "That doesn't make any sense. You can't like someone you dislike" Kurt explained Sebastian, although his voice wasn't as firm as he would've liked it to be.
"Who said anything about 'like'? I'm talking about want" Sebastian emphasised, getting slightly closer to Kurt and making him gasp. Kurt tried to cover for it by clearing his throat.
"Ahem, right" he nodded, thinking way too hard of something to say. Had he ever felt that way? Had he ever wanted someone he disliked? And, above all, for Christ's sake, did Sebastian just say he wanted Kurt?
"You're thinking too much" Sebastian observed, smiling gently, yet aggressively – the kind of smile that made Kurt want to reconsider the whole way he'd been looking at the world so far. "Maybe that's why you're so tense" Sebastian commented, while rubbing both Kurt's arms softly. "… You want me to help with that?" Sebastian murmured on Kurt's ear, accidentally brushing his nose with Kurt's lobe.
"How?" Kurt breathed out. I should not have asked that, I should definitely not have asked that! Kurt wanted to take that how back, but he noticed, terrified, that he couldn't. Apparently, his mouth had decided to go numb right now. And controlling his breathing was already a lot to deal with.
Sebastian didn't answer. Instead, he stared at Kurt for a moment, then at Kurt's neck, biting his lower lip slightly. Kurt observed Sebastian's pupils and read that feeling again, unmistakable: hunger. Sebastian placed a hand on the front part of Kurt's neck, caressing it.
"Damn your skin... so pale, but firm" Sebastian's voice had reached its deepest roughness.
"Porcelain" Kurt said mindlessly. Then he realised his mouth had actually started working again. "Back in high school, they called me Porcelain." But his voice was so weak that Kurt decided to let Sebastian do the talking from now on. And, of course, Kurt blushed.
"Marble" Sebastian said instead. "Porcelain is weak – marble is… something else" the boy gave him a side smile while pressing his fingers tentatively along Kurt's neck. "Kurt?" Sebastian said, locking eyes with him.
"What?" asked Kurt. Sebastian took his own hand back, and Kurt couldn't help but wondering if he had done something wrong. Okay, Kurt tried to relax himself at the realisation that he, Kurt Hummel, wanted Sebastian Smythe, a.k.a. the meerkat, to touch him. Don't panic.
"If we didn't know each other already – I mean, if we knew each other now, for the first time…" Sebastian started, a little unsure. "Would you freak out this much at my touch? Or… is it just because this is me and- well, you don't like me?"
Kurt heard that, then processed it. He didn't know where to hide. Sebastian didn't look playful anymore. He didn't look vulnerable either. God, it was hard to read this boy.
"I-" Kurt started, but then realised he was about to give an evasive answer, and he didn't want to be a coward. Sebastian was always straight and honest with him, so why wouldn't he? "I guess I'm just… not used to this kind of talk, or touch, or whatever…" Kurt said, lowering his eyes. He didn't want to say too much either. "You feel somewhat of a stranger to me right now, Sebastian... Trust me, the years we've known each other for… it's like they counted for nothing- I-" he needed to stop again, to look at Sebastian's eyes. Kurt hoped the boy wouldn't take it the wrong way. "I think we are knowing each other now, rather than already."
It looked like that was the right answer, because it made Sebastian smiled genuinely.
"I like that" he said.
"And I don't di-…" Kurt continued, unable to control himself, but regretted it the moment he opened his damn mouth. Dammit, didn't he know when to stop? His speech had been just fine.
"You don't…?" Sebastian asked, seeing as Kurt wouldn't continue.
"Oh, I just… I was just gonna say that I- well" Sebastian was observing him amused, and Kurt wished he had somewhere to hide rather than admitting this out loud, to Sebastian. But Kurt Hummel was not a coward! "I don't dislike you." There – it's not like it's a big deal.
Sebastian chuckled. "Well, we're making some progress here" he joked. "From 'I don't find you boring' to 'I don't dislike you'" he smiled at Kurt. "Not bad."
Kurt blushed again. Here he was, trying not to be coward, and Sebastian had to make him feel like he was a baby instead. "Ha, ha, like you did any much better" he bit back, dignified.
"But I do" Sebastian said suggestively.
"Nah" Kurt could pick his battles, and this one he wouldn't lose "You just keep saying you find me hot, or whatever. That's so not personal, meerkat" Kurt smiled pleased. "Personal is harder" he said, then thought that maybe, probably, he was better off not knowing what Sebastian thought about his persona. Crap, maybe he didn't want to hear it at all.
"I see" Sebastian whispered, while caressing distractedly Kurt's neck again. Kurt made a mental note to double the moisturizer dose in that particular spot. "Well, I think you overthink too much…" here we go, Kurt thought, "but somehow it does you good; I mean-". Sebastian's voice wasn't as firm as it was when complementing Kurt's physique. It seemed like Kurt had been right – personal was harder. But Sebastian looked cute, so Kurt was unable to say anything mean about it. "You're a good person, Kurt" Sebastian said then, and Kurt tried hard not to freak out at this – Sebastian was clearly struggling to satisfy Kurt's whim on receiving a personal compliment, after all. It was awkward, though. "And could we please stop talking now?" Sebastian chuckled, trying to clear the air.
"Yes, please" Kurt sighed, relieved. "We're so awkward" he giggled.
Sebastian laughed briefly too, but regained himself just quickly. "Now… where were we?" he asked rhetorically. The boy came closer, unannounced, and started nipping on Kurt's neck.
Kurt gasped, taken aback. "Whoa, I could use a warning, you know meer- ahh… Mm" he had to stop using words because Sebastian's tongue was now caressing his neck too, and Sebastian had literally raised a hand to cover Kurt's mouth tightly, in a 'stop talking now' way. Well, not really covering it… more like pressing his fingers on Kurt's lips. Feeling 'em.
Sebastian started licking his neck, taking little bites here and there, moving freely around Kurt's throat and chin. Kurt was too shocked to do something at first. But after a few seconds, he began to feel more comfortable and pleased with Sebastian's breathing and warmth on him, so he relaxed, and started to enjoy it. A lot.
Sebastian's skilled tongue and lips were soft and rough at the same time, just like Sebastian's looks at him sometimes. Kurt raised a hand to feel Sebastian's head, and ran his fingers gently through the other boy's hair. It was soft, and Kurt couldn't help but grabbing it. Then he accidentally touched the back of Sebastian's ear, gaining a small moan from him. That little sound sent a chill all over Kurt's body, and Kurt knew he needed to hear it again – and again, and again.
Not giving it a second thought, Kurt grabbed Sebastian's head and moved it aggressively to grant himself some access to said boy's ear. Sebastian casted him a surprised yet pleased look, to which Kurt did not reply. He had better things to do, like minding Sebastian's earlobe with his own tongue. Kurt gently started massaging the back, the front and every single spot of bare skin he found on Sebastian's ear, making Sebastian moan lowly and deeply. Now it was Kurt who covered the other boy's mouth.
"Shh" Kurt whispered, afraid someone might hear them. "If they hear us, the fun will be over" Kurt said, timidly. He didn't want to look desperate, but he also didn't want the fun to end, duh. And before he could realise, he was saying it out loud: "And I don't want it to be over…" then he heard himself and felt unable to continue his job on Sebastian's ear. Instead, Kurt rubbed his forehead against Sebastian's chest, freaked out by the realisation of how much he wanted Sebastian right now.
"Hey, what's wrong?" Sebastian asked, noticing Kurt's was hidden on his own chest. Sebastian breathed in with the weight of Kurt's head above his lungs, but didn't mind it. "Why did you stop? I'll be quiet, come on" Sebastian added fast, grabbing Kurt's arm with want.
Kurt sighed, feeling conflicted. If they kept it up that way… it wouldn't be too long before they crossed the line. The line between despising each other and relieving each other. It was kind of a lot to handle. "What would you say I stopped, Sebastian?" Kurt murmured, still unwilling to raise his head. Besides, now that his head was hidden and covered with Sebastian's chest, the scent was kind of hard to leave. "God, you smell so good."
Sebastian chuckled. "The fun – that's what you stopped, you tease" Sebastian said, introducing his own fingers on Kurt's hair, caressing him gently until he reached the other boy's neck and dug Kurt's head up completely.
"Do you really think this is a good idea?" Kurt asked straight ahead. He had locked eyes with Sebastian and the words had simply escaped his mouth.
Sebastian regarded him thoughtfully, running his finger along Kurt's lips. "Why wouldn't it be?" Sebastian asked. Kurt couldn't stop looking into his eyes – they were sparkling with lust, and it was hypnotic. It made Kurt desperately want to give in. To satisfy Sebastian. To please him. Oh, I'm screwed, Kurt thought.
"I want you" Sebastian continued, fiercely. Kurt gulped down repeatedly. Sebastian's voice was aggressive. "It's illogical, unpredicted, and fucking nuts" Sebastian gave him a side smile and bit on Kurt's nose – a spot he seemed to enjoy. "But I fucking want you right now, and you need to stop repressing yourself." Sebastian stated this last bit seriously, staring at Kurt so closely that the boy didn't know what to make of himself. Kurt remained hypnotised.
"I'll only say it once, so be a good boy and listen closely" Sebastian's face was only millimetres away from Kurt's, and Kurt was having a hard time not to moan or breath awkwardly, because he was laying on top of Sebastian, body heat on body heat, muscle pressed against muscle. "Tell me, are you gonna be good, Kurt?" Kurt shivered, feeling a rush of heat invading every nerve of his body, sending chills down his spine and right into his crotch. Kurt felt a tickle there, and hoped he wasn't getting hard. But Sebastian shifted a little below him, making things one thousand times worse. He nodded, to please Sebastian. I'm screwed indeed.
"Good. Now – I don't waste my time on convincing people to fuck me – either they want to, or they don't – no hard feelings" Sebastian continued, never leaving his hold on Kurt or unlocking his eyes. The boy freed one of his hands to caress Kurt's cheek. "I don't know if you're afraid of free, consented sex, or if you've simply never enjoyed it" he explained, gently, "but if that's the case… I can take care of that… if you let me" Sebastian kissed his cheek and Kurt did nothing but observed him at a loss for words. Sebastian's smooth voice made everything all right, somehow. And Kurt found himself just wanting Sebastian to keep talking. He was so distracted by the sound Sebastian's voice that it took him three seconds to realise Sebastian had actually just kissed him on the cheek.
"You just have to let me, Kurt, you just have to consent… and I'll take care of this for you…" Sebastian said while moving down his hand to take a tight hold on Kurt's hard crotch. "… Do you want me to?"
"Fuck" Kurt mumbled against Sebastian's chest. His head had ended up there again, somehow. He breathed with difficulty while Sebastian's hand started massaging his groin. "Bas, God" Kurt moaned lowly, mouthing the other boy's shirt mindlessly.
"Tell me you want this" Sebastian demanded him. Kurt popped out his head, attracted by the roughness of Sebastian's voice, but also nervous as hell that the boy might mean it.
"What?" Kurt barely articulated, while Sebastian's hold got only firmer on his groin. Kurt moaned again, gasping. He was unable to look at Sebastian's eyes – he felt so freaking vulnerable it was almost embarrassing.
"Kurt" Sebastian repeated, grabbing Kurt's chin with his free hand and forcing Kurt to look at him. Fuck, even his name sounded sexier on Sebastian's voice. "Tell me you want this, or I'll never touch you again" the boy said fiercely. Kurt saw it again: the possessiveness Sebastian seemed to experience with the choices he made. Kurt wanted to feel that way too, so he looked into Sebastian's eyes, feeding on them, wanting to mimic his resolution.
"Bas" Kurt managed to start, and Sebastian was smirking already, pleased. "I want you to touch me" Kurt bit his lip, to stop himself from taking it back. "Please" Kurt even managed to say.
"It wasn't that hard, was it?" Sebastian smirked amused, moving his hand to undo Kurt's belt. Kurt nodded, still nervous as hell. He took a couple of deep breaths, to calm himself down. Sebastian seemed to notice, because his hands went still and he brought his eyes up to meet Kurt's again. "Hey" the boy said, with a voice Kurt did not recognised at first. It was Sebastian's ordinary, not-sexual, voice – and it was gentle. Kurt observed him confused. "I just wanted to make sure we both wanted this" Sebastian explained, placing his hands on Kurt's shoulders and rolling themselves softly so he ended up on top of Kurt now.
"I know" Kurt said, voice still unsettled. Sebastian was suddenly everywhere, surrounding him with his warmth body. Kurt relaxed a little, feeling twistedly protected by him.
"You don't have to be so nervous, then" Sebastian said, with a concerned expression. He inhaled Kurt's scent at some spot between the crook of Kurt's neck and Kurt's chin, placing soft kisses on both. "Sex can make me… rougher, sometimes – but that doesn't mean I won't treat you right" the boy said truly, making Kurt tremble for a whole different reason than he had been shivering before: Sebastian's sweetness was even more overwhelming than his suggestive talk.
"You were right" Kurt conceded, trying to take them back to the aggressive foreplay. He rather dealt with Sebastian's touches than with Sebastian's cuteness. "You do make me nervous" he finished, looking away shyly.
Sebastian smiled, genuinely, and Kurt damned himself, because he wanted the arrogant, fully sexual smirk back. "Don't be" Sebastian whispered, coming closer to Kurt and capturing his lips tenderly. Fuck this, Kurt thought, giving in to Sebastian's gentle side.