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The movie wasn't so bad. And, much to Kurt's surprise, they were actually watching it. Sebastian's hand never left Kurt's thigh, though. The boy didn't try to break Kurt's rule of 'no touching above the thigh', and it also didn't seem like he wanted to. It actually looked like Sebastian appreciated the movie – there were moments when Kurt even forgot it was an erotic one, to be honest. Both boys were quite attentive to the screen.
Truth to be told… Kurt wasn't exactly hating the movie either. Granted, there was a lot of sex involved, but it wasn't as awkward as Kurt thought it would be. He couldn't exactly say why: maybe, because Sebastian and he had already been sort of intimate. Or maybe, because the movie was actually good. And the sex… well, the sex scenes were also artistic.
It wasn't tacky, or exaggerated… it even seemed like the argument needed them. The movie needed to be rough, and physical – and erotic. It seemed only natural. Just like Sebastian's hand on his thigh – or Sebastian's lips on his own.
Sometimes life needed to get physical, and that was… okay – Kurt was learning.
"Oh my God…" Sebastian mumbled while rubbing his own forehead with incredulity.
Kurt looked at him confused.
"You're so embarrassing I don't even know what to do with you!" the boy said while chuckling, raising a hand to catch one tear that had escaped Kurt's eye.
Kurt felt Sebastian's hand against his wet cheek and froze. He hadn't even realised he was crying.
"Oh" Kurt made, feeling embarrassed indeed. "Oh my…" he added, hiding his own face on his hands.
Then he felt Sebastian's hand stroking his hair affectionately. He was still chuckling, but it was kind of a sweet gesture. Kurt opened an eye shyly and regarded Sebastian carefully. The boy's attention was on the screen.
Kurt sighed, relieved. "I can't believe I'm crying over an erotic movie" he mumbled, casting Sebastian an awkward smile.
"Oh, I'm pretty sure you cry over all kind of movies all the time" Sebastian bit back cheekily.
"I do" Kurt admitted, uncovering his face and allowing himself to laugh at the situation. He was empathising with the protagonist a little too much, but he could not help it. His emotions could not tell the difference between that movie and an ordinary one. "It's quite an artistic movie" he commented.
Sebastian regarded him with curiosity and excitement. "It is, right?" he asked, clearly pleased at himself. The boy actually looked like a nerd. He was wearing a beautiful pair of black glasses that suited him adorably – Kurt had found himself noticing.
Kurt smiled at him and nodded, then turned his attention to the movie again, willing to dive in it just as intensely as he had been doing before.
"I can't wait to try some of those" Sebastian whispered on Kurt's ear, then pointed his head towards the screen for visual help, where a love-making scene was taking place. Kurt shivered. Sebastian had just infested his head with way too many vivid images of a very suggestive Sebastian. Kurt gave him a quick look and realised that adorably-nerdy-Sebastian was gone. He only saw smirking-sexual-Sebastian sitting there.
Kurt gulped and felt his thigh burning in the spot where Sebastian's hand was resting. He shook Sebastian's hand almost unconsciously, out of nervousness.
"That's okay, gayface. We have all night." Sebastian whispered again.
/
But did Kurt want to try 'some of those'? He still was quite uncertain about how to act on the huge attraction he felt towards Sebastian. Even if he could appreciate the idea of mindless sex, or 'having a fuckbuddy', he did not believe in that. Kurt had never pictured himself as someone who could enjoy that. But what if he was wrong?
On the other hand, had he not been engaged only two weeks ago, he might even consider letting himself feel or fall for someone new. But he was not ready for that either.
Dear Gaga, which other option did he have, then? He spent the whole ride to Sebastian's apartment studying the situation like a crazy person. He wanted, like really wanted, to go to that apartment. But could he be so careless about the aftermaths?
The two boys got off the car and Sebastian grabbed Kurt's ass casually. "Mm, this must be the unofficial eighth wonder" the boy said, sounding affected.
They entered the elevator and Kurt turned around to face him. "I'm pretty sure that'd be your neck" he commented somewhat shyly, but not as shyly as he would've felt only a week before. I'm making some progress, Kurt thought with irony.
Sebastian walked predatorily towards him, cornering Kurt against the mirror of the elevator.
"Really?" Sebastian asked, roughly, placing his hands on both Kurt's sides. Kurt felt instantly warmer with Sebastian's hands on him, and already tempted to go there. But it wasn't so simple. Unfortunately, he wasn't so simple.
Kurt couldn't bring himself to speak his mind just yet, though, so he'd just nod and cast Sebastian a cheeky smile for now.
Sebastian bit Kurt's nose, then placed a wet kiss on the sore spot. "Or your nose" he suggested, amused.
Kurt shook his head to disagree, and giggled mindlessly. "Nope. It's your neck" he insisted. And Sebastian's neck was so damn close. God, that smell. Those freakingly perfect freckles – they were everywhere.
Sebastian threw his head backwards, to grant Kurt a better access to said place. "You can have it" the boy told him seriously, then locked eyes with Kurt to confirm it. Kurt looked at those emerald eyes and tried to read 'em. There was something there, but he wasn't entirely sure what. It annoyed him – his disability to read Sebastian's looks most of the time. This time, though, Kurt thought it was trust, and he was taken aback by the sincerity of it. Did Sebastian trust him? Should he not? Should he trust Sebastian?
"Stop thinking" Sebastian demanded him, grasping one of Kurt's hands to caress it with his own thumb.
Kurt nodded, feeling as if, somehow, Sebastian knew exactly what his inner struggle was exactly about.
Then Kurt did just as told – he stopped thinking, and two seconds later he was grabbing Sebastian by the shoulders to bring him closer and kiss him. With want. With urgency. With everything he had.
It was like recharging his batteries. The second he had his mouth on Sebastian's, Kurt felt immediately revived. And Sebastian was quite responsive too. The boy brought Kurt impossibly closer and pressed his body against Kurt's passionately. Kurt let slip a moan. Sebastian bit Kurt's lower lip.
"We're almost there" the boy whispered on Kurt's ear, then nibbled the earlobe thoroughly.
Kurt let him. And, for a brief moment, he felt like letting Sebastian do with him whatever the boy wanted. But they reached Sebastian's floor and the elevator doors opened abruptly, putting Kurt out of his trance and granting him a few seconds to realise what was about to happen.
Sebastian put some distance between them, taking out his keys and exiting the elevator. The boy turned around to check on Kurt, casting him a genuine smile. Kurt followed him, though his mind was slowly exiting the mood. The arousal was decreasing and the doubts were rising.
By the time they reached Sebastian's apartment door, Kurt was frozen. Sebastian unlocked the door and came in, holding it opened for Kurt to pass. Kurt looked at him and coursed himself for not seeing this one coming: he was not ready for this. And he only had the absolute certainty that he wasn't now that they were about to enter the apartment. I'm a tease, he thought sadly, rubbing his own forehead with exasperation.
"Kurt… there's a number of times I can tell you to stop thinking" Sebastian said, and Kurt noticed he was about to end Sebastian's patience.
"I know" Kurt sighed. "I really don't know what's wrong with me, though" he commented, frustrated. "I really wanted this" he said, feeling more honest than he had in a while.
Sebastian stared at him, with a serious expression that made Kurt both wanna take back all his words and run the hell out of there. The boy took a step closer, closing the door behind him and examining Kurt intensely. "This?" Sebastian asked rhetorically, with that tone Kurt found unquestionable. "I don't think you have the slightest clue what this could be, gayface" and for a moment Kurt thought he was having a déjà vu.
The boy in front of him sounded harsh but not playful. And he was looking predatorily at him. It was like having an encounter with the old Sebastian – the harshness he used to show Kurt, but the look he used to give Blaine. It was confusing. Had Kurt pissed him off somehow?
Sebastian took yet another step towards Kurt, trapping him against the hall wall. Kurt didn't quite know whether to feel turned on or scared. Was this what Sebastian meant when he said that sex could make him rough? Or was the boy simply gonna kick him out of there? Kurt really couldn't tell.
"Sebastian?" Kurt asked, insecurely. He gulped and took a deep breath, trying to regain himself.
"Let me be clear. The other night – that was simply an appetizer" Sebastian stated, staring right at him with resolution. Then he brushed his nose against Kurt's ear smoothly to add right there: "Tonight, though… this" Sebastian emphasised, running a hand all the way up from Kurt's thigh to Kurt's ass cheek. "I'm not gonna stop 'til I reduce you to a bunch of nerves and moans. I'm gonna make you come so hard you'll even forget how to think and the only words you'll manage to articulate will be Bas and please" then the boy bit Kurt's earlobe and brought his eyes to meet Kurt's again.
Kurt was no longer thinking. His whole brain was filled with whispers of Bas and please. He could picture himself already saying those words. Dammit, he wanted to say 'em. And mostly, he wanted Sebastian to keep his word. Scratch that, he wanted Sebastian. Period. More than ever. More than he had ever wanted anything or anyone before.
Kurt placed his hands timidly over Sebastian's chest, running his fingers around the spot and capturing Sebastian's shirt collar. He tried to raise his eyes to meet Sebastian's, but had to stop midway, somewhere around Sebastian's jawbone. It was so inviting, and there was this little, almost invisible freckle that Kurt could swear it was talking right to him. He wanted to bite that skin spot and dive into an exhaustive exam of the area. He wanted to study Sebastian's skin thoroughly. Relentlessly.
Then Kurt felt Sebastian's hand grabbing his chin to get his attention. Apparently, he had spent more than a few seconds mesmerised by Sebastian's freckle and all that freckle implied. Kurt locked eyes with Sebastian, who looked expectant.
"Kurt, babe… Am I coming on too strong?" the boy asked, regarding Kurt intensely – Kurt almost felt like Sebastian was studying him. He gulped.
Kurt shook his head quietly, gathering some courage. "I'm still trying to get used to…" he paused, letting go of Sebastian's shirt collar to caress Sebastian's neck instead "you."
Sebastian rested his head on Kurt's shoulder and inhaled hard. Kurt felt the spot getting warmer. It felt really nice. Then Sebastian run his nose all the way up Kurt's neck, stopping when reaching the cheek to place a wet, full of want, kiss. "I want you to feel comfortable around me."
Somehow, Sebastian's gentle, sweet side was out again, at display. And it was a side of him that overwhelmed Kurt even more than the aggressiveness the boy displayed when getting physical. It was kind of an irresistible mix. Dammit. Kurt kept caressing Sebastian's neck, feeling the place and creating his own anticipation.
"I'm getting there" Kurt nodded, nervously, wishing more than ever to sound convincing enough. He hated that his own doubts and insecurities could have this impact on Sebastian, making the boy slow down his natural, fearless speed.
Sebastian's lips moved imperceptibly to the side, showing what it looked like a shy smile. Shy? Kurt meditated it, but before he could give it a second thought those lips were on his own, kissing him gently for a few seconds. When the kiss was over, Sebastian took Kurt's hand on a tight hold, bringing the boy back to the door.
Sebastian took out his keys again, but this time he looked at Kurt before unlocking the door, needing some confirmation – or so Kurt thought. Kurt nodded briefly, casting Sebastian a furtive smile, but the boy didn't proceed to unlock the door.
"Kurt" the boy started, regaining his usual confidence and tone. Kurt felt immediately at ease. "I want you to come in, but – pressure's off, okay?" Sebastian told Kurt, kindly. "I just want you to come in" he promised.
Kurt regarded Sebastian somewhat confused. Did that mean Sebastian wasn't inviting him over to… do it?
Sebastian sighed when he noticed Kurt looked lost. "Meaning it'll be a blast if I get to do you, but if not, it'll be just as fun. I promise" Sebastian explained impatiently. And Kurt realised the boy was not entirely comfortable showing that sweet side of himself that often.
Kurt smiled, unable to find Sebastian anything but cute right that moment. "You say the sweetest things, meerkat" Kurt joked, trying to get on Sebastian's nerves.
"And you are a tease" Sebastian bit back, unlocking the door.
/
Sebastian had style – no matter how hard Kurt tried to think otherwise in the past, he could no longer be on denial. His whole apartment was insanely classy. It was quite obvious that the boy had not put as much time or care as Kurt had into decorating his own, but maybe that was precisely what made the apartment so… effortless.
Last time Kurt was there, they merely stayed in the living room. This time though, apparently Sebastian felt like showing him around. It was crazy – there were books everywhere: the kitchen, the bedroom… even the bathroom! The boy could not have any more books. Most of them were written on English, but there was more than a few written in French. Kurt envied that.
"I thought it was so unfair" Kurt chuckled. "I thought: 'This rich kid, of mediocre taste and awful manners, had the chance to go to Paris and I didn't' " he continued "I was convinced you could not appreciate visiting the land of Baudelaire, or Mallarmé" Kurt said, then took a sip from the glass of wine Sebastian had offered him. The boy even had wine. Come on! Kurt was in heaven. "I was wrong, though."
"I can read and fuck, yeah" Sebastian joked. "I'm not sure why you thought those things were incompatible, but let me assure you" the boy leant towards Kurt, cheekily "they so aren't."
Then Sebastian smirked, arrogantly. And Kurt found himself inevitably attracted to that arrogant smirk. Sebastian had no little reasons to be fond of himself. Who would have thought?
"It's a rare thing, though" the boy commented casually, going back to his former sitting position on the sofa, and putting his hand back on Kurt's thigh – his favourite spot. "To have a good random fuck with an educated guy."
Kurt gulped. He felt both repelled and compelled to Sebastian's sex life. "You're a keeper – point taken" Kurt bit back playfully. Sebastian's ego having a reason to be was one thing, and Kurt feeding it was another.
Sebastian slapped Kurt's thigh and regarded Kurt with a challenging expression. "Are we playful tonight?" he asked.
Kurt giggled, feeling a little tipsy because of the wine. "Guilty" he said cheerily, throwing his head backwards to rest it on the couch and keep the eye contact with Sebastian. He liked it. Sometimes Kurt even imagined they had unspoken duels of holding the stare.
Sebastian chuckled at Kurt honest response. "Kurt… Do you know Enivrez-vous*?" the boy asked, coming closer.
Kurt shook his head and regarded Sebastian with curiosity, suddenly taking in Sebastian's position on the sofa: the other boy's thigh was now touching his. And, of course, the other boy's hand was still on his thigh. Kurt's saliva got thick, so he took another sip.
Then Sebastian placed his other hand on Kurt's chest, playing with the buttons of his shirt. His eyes never left Kurt's. "Il faut être toujours ivre. Tout est là: c'est l'unique question. – Baudelaire. Does it ring a bell?" he asked Kurt.
When Kurt witnessed Sebastian's soft lips reciting those verses he literally forgot about the world. Sebastian had been right all along. There was nothing wrong with being a fetishist. Kurt had found his fetish, and it was Sebastian speaking French. Nay – reciting French. I'm so screwed, Kurt thought.
Then he noticed Sebastian had asked him something and shook his head again. Even if Kurt had known the poem, he would've not deprived himself of the absolutely erotic spectacle that was hearing those verses on Sebastian's sinful lips. Ups, Kurt thought. I'm losing it.
Sebastian took Kurt's response as an invitation to carry on. "Pour ne pas sentir l'horrible fardeau du Temps qui brise vos épaules et vous penche vers la terre, il faut vous enivrer sans trêve." The boy came yet a little closer, his breath now caressing Kurt's lips.
Kurt shivered. "Mais de quoi? De vin, de poésie, ou de vertu, à votre guise. Mais enivrez-vous." Sebastian raised his thumb to rest it on Kurt's lower lip, pressing it. Kurt remained mesmerised.
"Et si quelquefois, sur les marches d'un palais, sur l'herbe verte d'un fossé, dans la solitude morne de votre chambre, vous vous réveillez, l'ivresse déjà diminuée ou disparue," Sebastian paused briefly, closing his eyes and looking visibly pleased. Now it was Kurt's hand that was touching Sebastian's collarbone. Kurt didn't realise it until he saw his own hand there. He would've taken it back, but Sebastian's reaction to it was too good to stop it.
Sebastian continued, opening his eyes again. Hunger, Kurt read, as he had read some other times before. "… demandez au vent, à la vague, à l'étoile, à l'oiseau, à l'horloge, à tout ce qui fuit, à tout ce qui gémit, à tout ce qui roule, à tout ce qui chante, à tout ce qui parle, demandez quelle heure il est – you want me to stop?" Sebastian suddenly asked Kurt, moving his thumb all over Kurt's lips.
Kurt shook his head, alarmed. Dear Gaga, don't you dare! "No!" he said excitedly, making Sebastian's thumb slip. Then he heard himself. "I mean – I like it" Kurt nodded, nervously, taking his hand away.
Sebastian smiled at him, clearly pleased at himself. "I'm almost finished" he assured the other boy: "Et le vent, la vague, l'étoile, l'oiseau, l'horloge, vous répondront: 'Il est l'heure de s'enivrer!' "
Sebastian's thumb found its way back to Kurt's lower lip. "Pour n'être pas les esclaves martyrisés du Temps, enivrez-vous; enivrez-vous sans cesse! De vin, de poésie ou de vertu, à votre guise." Sebastian finished, judging by the way he lowered down his tone. Kurt smiled, genuinely. Not only Kurt found Sebastian's fondness of French poetry incredibly hot – but Kurt also appreciated poetry itself.
"That was amazing" Kurt admitted out loud, mindlessly – but this time the movement of his lips didn't shake Sebastian's thumb away, and he ended up somehow awkwardly biting it. "Sorry" Kurt rushed to say, moving his head back.
"Don't be" Sebastian said, smiling back at him, placing now his hand on Kurt's hipbone, scratching it. "Your French must be good if you understood that, gayface" he said somewhat cockily.
"It's decent – I guess" Kurt replied insecurely. His French could not compare to that. He was now feeling incredibly grateful for all his movie marathons of French movies, though.
Sebastian pressed his fingers a little tighter on Kurt's skin. "More than decent, I'd say" the boy insisted with incredulity. "Who's not giving himself enough credit now?" Sebastian asked.
Kurt regarded Sebastian with curiosity, but also gratitude. "You're right, Bas" he said mindlessly.
But that 'Bas' didn't go unnoticed by Sebastian, who was instantly smirking. The boy took Kurt's glass from his hand and rested it on the table. Kurt had a weird feeling of déjà-vu.
"Mm, you really liked my French, didn't you?" Sebastian asked cockily, his body incredibly close to Kurt's now. Kurt could not feel anything else.
Kurt nodded and smiled, unable to pronounce a single word. Sebastian's hand was now moving a little higher on his thigh, reaching dangerous territory. But Kurt would not shake it away.
Then Sebastian started to take Kurt's shirt out of his trousers. "I just want to see you, is that okay?" Sebastian asked him, liberating Kurt's shirt fully.
Kurt then felt Sebastian's hand exploring the skin under his own shirt, feeling his belly. Kurt shivered. "Yeah" he confirmed Sebastian, although the boy hadn't waited for confirmation to carry on.
But apparently that 'yeah' was what Sebastian needed to start undoing the buttons of Kurt's shirt. Kurt gulped. He was not exactly insecure about his skin, or body. But Sebastian studying it was a lot to handle.
When Sebastian was done with the buttons, Kurt brought his eyes back to meet the other boy's. He had been somewhat busy witnessing Sebastian's skilled fingers on his shirt. But they locked eyes, and Kurt realised Sebastian was waiting for permission to carry on. The boy wouldn't do anything Kurt didn't want him to. And that relaxed Kurt.
"It's okay" Kurt said, smiling shyly. "I'd like to see you too, though" he suddenly thought out loud. Kurt was dying to confirm his suspicion that Sebastian's freckles were everywhere.
Sebastian smirked and sat a little straighter. "Have at it" he said, pointing to his own shirt collar. Kurt sat straighter too and came close tentatively, placing his hands on that collar. He looked at Sebastian, excitedly. Sebastian stroke Kurt's hair.
"Come on, babe" the boy said reassuringly. Kurt waited no more and started unbuttoning Sebastian's shirt.
Kurt felt somewhat awkward while doing so – he was too aware of everything, and he doubted his fingers would look as sexy as Sebastian's had. He tried to shake that thought away, though.
"You look so hot right now, Kurt" Sebastian said then, making Kurt froze at the third button, unable to move. Maybe he looked sexy after all. "Don't you dare stop" Sebastian demanded him, chuckling.
Kurt gave him a knowing smile and carried on. Once he reached the lowest button, Sebastian got ahead of him and take his shirt off completely, leaving his upper half at full display. This is a miracle of Mother Nature, Kurt found himself thinking with admiration. Sebastian's arms were not from this planet, and those abs… Damn, those abs. Kurt didn't know where to look. Sebastian's skin was mesmerising.
"You like what you see?" Sebastian joked, taking in Kurt's amazed state. Kurt suppressed a smile biting the inside of his mouth, but failed.
"I really do" Kurt admitted, bringing up a hand to caress Sebastian's torso. Sebastian closed his eyes and Kurt couldn't help but kissing those clavicles. And that neck. And those biceps. And those abs. Kurt placed a soft kiss on every spot, inhaling Sebastian's scent while doing so. "You have a ve-very beautiful body" Kurt stuttered.
Sebastian opened his eyes and regarded Kurt tenderly. Or maybe Kurt was starting to get high on Sebastian's scent – but he thought he saw tenderness. Then the other boy grabbed Kurt's collar and get rid of Kurt's shirt, leaving Kurt in the exact same position – uncovered. Kurt felt suddenly cold and shivered perceptibly. Sebastian brought his hands to rub Kurt's arms and warm him. "Better?" Sebastian asked.
"Thank you" Kurt nodded, smiling coyly.
"Anytime" the other boy replied, then removed one hand from Kurt's arm to caress Kurt's chest. "Marble" he stated seriously, looking also amazed by what he saw. Kurt did not expect that reaction, and blushed, hoping the dim lighting would hide it.
Sebastian didn't stop there, and continued feeling Kurt's body with attention. Like a scientist would study a foreign creature. He removed his other hand, then placed it on Kurt's left nipple, stroking it. Kurt gulped hard, breathing with difficulty.
"Lay down" Sebastian demanded him, and Kurt didn't think it twice – he laid down on the couch, never leaving Sebastian's hungry eyes.
Sebastian was looking at him with want. Kurt's perspective, from below, made him feel somewhat overwhelmed. He needed Sebastian's body contact soon or he would freak out – Kurt was feeling incredibly vulnerable.
Fortunately, Sebastian placed his hands on both sides of Kurt's head, and flexed his arms to be on top of Kurt without resting all his weight on him – not that Kurt would have minded that. The boy observed Kurt, smiling suggestively at him, and Kurt found it contagious – he smiled too, although it might be because of the nervousness he was feeling.
"Mm" Sebastian made, amused. "What am I gonna do with you, Kurt?" Sebastian asked rhetorically, while caressing Kurt's cheek with his thumb. Kurt realised he was blushing, again, and mentally damned himself. "I want to hear you moan again" Sebastian whispered on his ear, and Kurt's immediate reaction was to place his hands on Sebastian's back, pressing his fingers tightly.
Sebastian run a hand all the way down, from Kurt's neck to Kurt's belly, stopping when reaching Kurt's belt. His fingers rested there, playing with Kurt's waistband.
Kurt breathed out excitedly, and it hit him: he would not stop this. No matter how many doubts he might have about being intimate with Sebastian – he would not stop it.
"Bas" Kurt whispered, raising a hand to caress Sebastian's jawbone.
"Tell me" Sebastian rushed to reply. "Tell me what you want, Kurt – anything" the boy said, with so much sincerity on his eyes that Kurt was taken aback by Sebastian's generosity – if you could call it that. Of course you can, he corrected himself.
"I want everything you said earlier on the hall" Kurt said, stroking Sebastian's hair. "I want this." Kurt stared at him with resolution. This time, he would not back out. But Sebastian didn't look so certain. I've given him reasons to doubt me, Kurt thought. "I promise – I'm not teasing you this time." Kurt smiled shyly, placing a wet kiss on Sebastian's shoulder.
Sebastian breathed out, obviously affected by Kurt's proximity. Then the boy locked eyes with Kurt. "Not just this time, Kurt" he said. "I want a free pass to your skin" Sebastian's head went down and Kurt felt the other boy's tongue tracing a line all the way from his neck to his right nipple "… 'cause I'm gonna need more than one night to do to you all the things I have in mind." Kurt moaned lowly – Sebastian's tongue left his right nipple and went for the left one, giving small bites all over the area.
Kurt gasped: "Okay" although he was not even sure what he was agreeing to. Kurt had merely processed the words more than one night and his whole body was already trembling. Yes, he also needed more than one night with this man.
Sebastian's full weight was now on Kurt's, as the boy needed to free his hands in order to grab and caress Kurt's body. Kurt was slowly getting loose too – he brought his hands to the small of Sebastian's back and tentatively played with Sebastian's waistband, pressing his fingers timidly under it, but never going all the way down.
Sebastian's tongue and mouth kept covering Kurt's torso, while his hands undid Kurt's belt. Two seconds later, Kurt's trousers and shoes were on the floor. And, as if Sebastian could somehow feel when Kurt was feeling vulnerable, the boy took off his own trousers and shoes too.
They laid down against each other again, and Kurt felt Sebastian's erection pressed against his own. He took a deep breath, trying to catch up with the speed of the situation. Sebastian looked at him, hesitantly, and kissed the crook of Kurt's neck, while rubbing circles with his thumb on Kurt's hip. "Remember: pressure's off" he whispered.
Kurt felt calmer, although the situation did look a lot like they were about to have sex. But he didn't feel pressured. And he hoped Sebastian wouldn't think he felt that way. So Kurt grabbed the other boy's cheek to make sure he'd listen to him: "Hey, it's okay – I'm not feeling pressured" Kurt assured him "I feel really… good" he said, feeling awkward enough.
Sebastian regarded him with urge. "I wanna turn that good into a fucking awesome" he stated with fierceness, introducing his hand under Kurt's briefs and grabbing Kurt's cock tightly.
Kurt moaned and hid his face on Sebastian's chest. But Sebastian wouldn't let him. The boy dug out Kurt's head and forced Kurt to look at him. "Don't hide, Kurt – I wanna see you get messy" Sebastian whispered roughly, sending a chill down Kurt's spine.
Kurt locked eyes with Sebastian, reluctantly, and once he did, he realised it wasn't so awkward. Actually, it wasn't awkward at all. It was kind of hot – to watch each other reactions to the touch. There was some kind of trust to it. It was a way to tell Sebastian with his eyes that he trusted him enough to see him like this, and vice versa.
Sebastian took Kurt's boxers off, leaving Kurt's lower parts at display. Kurt gulped, insecurely, but soon enough Sebastian's reaction took all his doubts away. The boy gave him a look full of lust and brought both hands to grab Kurt's ass fiercely. The possessiveness and hunger Kurt saw on the other boy's eyes made him feel wanted. More wanted than he had ever felt.
That gave Kurt some courage, and he felt immediately tempted to do the same with Sebastian's boxers. He moved his hands tentatively to grab Sebastian's waistband, but got shy when he got there. Dammit, Hummel, stop thinking! He ordered himself, sighing. Then he felt Sebastian's hands on his own, and looked up to meet his gaze. There was a genuine smile there, encouraging him.
Sebastian guided Kurt's fingers to take a hold on the waistband and put the boxers all the way down Sebastian thighs, leaving bare skin at its pass. Kurt helped Sebastian get rid completely of the boxers, then couldn't help but observe Sebastian's hard penis. Oh my, Kurt thought, overwhelmed.
Their hands remained held, and suddenly their fingers were intertwined. Sebastian brought both pairs of hands up, placing them above Kurt's head, immobilising him. But the boy wasn't using pressure. Actually, it was a tender hold. Kurt could get his own hands back if he wanted – he just didn't. Somehow, he felt safe that way.
Their bodies started caressing each other. Kurt felt Sebastian's lips coming closer and closed his eyes to receive them. He wanted to concentrate on the taste and consistence of those lips. Sebastian kissed him wetly, messily, and soon enough his tongue was asking for permission to enter Kurt's mouth. Kurt let him.
Sebastian's warmth was everywhere around Kurt, and said boy found himself feeling like there was no other place he'd prefer to be. Also, their lower parts had sort of engaged on a heated dance of greetings and rubs – and that was making Kurt lose his mind.
His breathing had become panting, and his moans had mixed with Sebastian's on their mouths. They were not even kissing anymore, just biting each other lips urgently. The hold in their hands was impossibly tighter now – it almost hurt.
Kurt knew he was close to come, but he didn't want the contact to end. Nothing Kurt had worn before felt as wonderful as Sebastian's body pressed against his. So Kurt tried to hold on, struggling between the need to release and the need to keep feeling that way.
Kurt observed Sebastian's heated face and realised the boy was also close. Then Kurt remembered he had promised to do something. They were both trembling now, so Kurt thought it was now or never. Be brave, Hummel.
"Bas" he whispered, patting Sebastian's neck with his nose. Sebastian rushed to look at him, attentive, and placed a kiss on Kurt's chin. Kurt freed his hands and took a hold on Sebastian's neck, granting himself some access to whisper on his ear: "I really want you, Bas."
Kurt felt Sebastian moan loudly and deeply on his shoulder, making both boys come almost at the same time.
Kurt didn't know how, but his arms had ended up embracing Sebastian. Both boys were breathing hard against each other, Kurt's head thrown backwards and Sebastian's on Kurt's shoulder.
And here it was. The kind of moments Kurt had no clue how to feel. Was cuddling appropriate for fuckbuddies? Was that what they were now? Should he move? Should he not?
All those questions slipped away when Sebastian's mouth started to work his way up Kurt's neck, slowly and tiredly, but finally reaching Kurt's lips. It was a kiss shared between two persons that obviously felt comfortable around each other. And it lingered.
*Here's a link to the poem Enivrez-vous by Charles Baudelaire, translated to English: 2012/03/29/poetry-enivrez-vous-baudelaire-original-with-translation/
(search that on Google and it should be the first result ;) )