AN: So before I get to the plot/smut I have planned for this chapter I'd like to inform everyone that not only will I be writing an alternate scene for this chapter, I also have ideas for three other fics. Two definitely not smutty. One possibly smutty. Anyway, so after I'm done with this fic I'm either going to write the Gleeks on two of my favorite shows Cash Cab or Silent Library, and then perhaps a Dr. Horrible's Sing-Along Blog/Glee crossover fic. I'm not sure though. Thoughts? If you'd prefer I do a specific one first then please review or PM me with your thoughts. I'll add more about the fics at the end of this chapter. Sorry for the long AN.

Also: SabrinaTheGLEEk, I feel bad because when I read your review suggesting S&M I totally just wrote it off because I'm not a huge Rihanna fan and I have since decided this is the best song EVER. It is definitely being put in my fic. Thank you for suggesting it. You rool.

Bold will be backup singing in the background music. Our boys can't sing everything themselves. lol

Italics will be our beloved Kurt singing. :P

Narrator: I don't know why you would miss Glee but just in case you did here's a recap! Dave and Kurt got together and so did Finn and Mercedes. Blaine went crazy and tried to kill Dave and Kurt but Finn swooped in and kicked his dapper ass. Then Burt and Carole showed up but so did the police. Blaine went to jail but will he stay there? Dave stood up to Kurt's dad and earned his respect and blessing to date his son. And that's what you missed on GLEE!

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In the month that passed since 'the incident' as they referred to it, since any mention of Blaine would send Kurt into panic attacks, a lot had changed but it still seemed the same. Rachel still hogged solos and Finn still messed up coreography. After everyone had heard about the 'psycho faggot' and how Finn had 'bravely fought him off, endangering his own life' as Rachel put it, Finn was once again King of McKinley High and no one dared say anything about Kurt or Dave since they were part of his 'entourage'. Every time he heard the phrase Kurt would roll his eyes so hard Dave thought he'd give himself an aneurysm.

Rachel was still hopelessly in love with Finn and actually tried to steal him from Mercedes but Mercedes put a stop to that right quick after a smackdown in the choir room which involved hair pulling, scratching, cursing, slapping, and the best part was that Mercedes did the one thing Kurt had wanted to do since he first saw Miss Rachel Berry. She ripped that ugly reindeer sweater right off of her and tore it to shreds. Kurt nearly died of happiness, unfortunately this bared Rachel's torso and he could have gone the rest of his life without seeing THAT.

Walking out of Glee hand in hand with his gorgeous boyfriend, Kurt couldn't think of a single thing that could make his life better. Until he got home that is.

When Kurt pulled his Navigator into the driveway he saw his dads car, which isn't unusual, but the back was open and there were suitcases inside. He wandered into the house to find a flurry of activity. No one seemed to notice him standing there trying to get their attention so he put his fingers in his mouth and whistled as loud as he could. All three occupants of the room stopped what they were doing and looked at him. "What the fuck is going on?"

"Language!" Both Burt and Carole admonished him.

Finn just laughed and started to explain, "Mom and Dad are going on their honeymoon. FINALLY."

Burt chuckled while Carole giggled like a schoolgirl. It would be cute if they weren't, y'know, his parents. Without even realizing it, over the past month the four of them had bonded closer as a family and Kurt started calling Carole 'Mom' without even thinking about it. He would never forget his mother but realized life was about moving on and not living in the past. Finn was embarrassed the day after 'the incident' when he figured out he called Burt 'Dad' but when he stumblingly tried to apologize Burt simply clapped him on the shoulder and called him 'Son' and it suddenly just became the way it was.

Kurt was snapped out of his thoughts when Burt started speaking again. He tried not to let on that he'd zoned out but had no idea what his dad just said, "I'm sorry I must have spaced out. What were you saying?"

Burt frowned and put his head on Kurt's forehead, feeling for a fever, not finding one he raised an eyebrow at his son. "Uh-huh... As I was saying, where's Dave? Don't you usually drag him over here after glee club?"

He laughed a little at his father's tone. Since their stand-off the night of 'the incident' Dave and Burt had become, if not friends, then maybe companions? 'No that sounds kinda gay.. Comrades? Whatever.' They bonded over things like football and baseball and of course Kurt. Once Burt was sure that Dave was serious about Kurt he took to him like a duck to water.

"Dave had to serve detention with Coach Sylvester today for accidentally slushying a Cheerio." At Burt's disapproving look he sighed, "It really WAS an accident. He turned around too fast and she ran right into him. It wasn't his fault but Gaga forbid you try to tell her that." Burt shuddered at the thought of the cheerleading coach. He might be scary once he got worked up but that woman was INSANE!

"Well I hope he shows up before we leave, I wanna say goodbye. We're gonna be gone for two weeks. I'm gonna miss you three," he said as he pulled Kurt into a hug. Just at that moment they heard a truck pull up outside. "Speak of the devil. DAVE! GET YOUR ASS IN HERE!"

Dave came jogging through the front door with a panicked look on his face, "What's wrong? Is everything ok?" He immediately grabbed Kurt and started looking for injuries frantically.

"Dave! I'm fine! Dad's just excited, calm down."

"Sorry about that kiddo. Just wanted to see you before we left. Carole and I are gonna be gone for two weeks. We're finally going on our honeymoon and I wanted to ask you to keep an eye on these two. I know nothing's gonna happen but I'll feel safer knowing you're lookin' out for them. Got it?"

Dave's eyes lit up with pride upon hearing this. Burt trusted him to look after his family while he was gone. "Don't worry sir. I've got this."

Burt smiled, "Good. And I already called your parents and told them that you're welcome to stay here while I'm gone. I trust you, just no wild parties. If you're gonna have a party, keep it under wraps and if there's alcohol, I'm not stupid I was young once, 'IF' there's alcohol involved NO ONE leaves after they drink unless they have a designated driver. Try not to get the cops called k?"

All three boys nodded and soon they were waving as the adults drove away, leaving them unattended with an empty house and permission to have a party.

"Dude you guys have the best parents EVER!"

Kurt and Finn smiled, "We know."

They went back inside and Kurt got started on dinner while the boys watched tv in the living room. Quickly pulling his phone out he called the one person he never thought he'd call. "Puckerman? I need your help. Lauren's in AV club right? I was thinking about adding some things to my room..."

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Two Days Later

Kurt looked around his house at the drunken teenagers sprawled over furniture and the last few heavyweights still drinking. Sighing he grabbed Dave's hand dragged him downstairs, he wasn't going to waste valuable time babysitting his friends while he could be seducing his boyfriend. Leading Dave to his bed he sat him on the edge of the mattress. "I have a surprise for you. Stay put."

"Kurt? Is that-"

But Kurt had already disappeared into his closet quickly changing into the outfit he'd set aside for tonight. "Dear Gaga I hope this works out..." He quickly wrapped a robe around himself before exiting his closet and turning off the lights before grabbing the remote to his stereo. Blindly he felt for the pole he'd had Brittany bring over and set up in the center of his room. Gaga only knew why the girl had a stripper pole but it seemed sturdy enough when he tried it out. Tossing the robe to the side he felt the chill of the air dance across his skin and pressed play on the remote before he lost his nerve.

The music came on and with it, the lights he had the AV club install. Not just lights but strobe lights hooked up to his sound system so they pulsed and flashed to the beat of the music. It cost him his favorite D&G sunglasses but it would be worth it... Hopefully.

When the lights started flashing Dave nearly swallowed his tongue. Kurt was wearing the tiniest black shorts he'd ever seen and stockings, the kind with the line up the back of the leg, and shiny black heels.

As Kurt heard the opening notes of the song he let his body do what it did naturally, perform. Before he even knew it he was slowly walking towards the strategically placed pole slowly dancing around it before backing up against it and sliding himself up and down along the cold surface of the metal.

Na na na na

Come on

Na na na na

Come on

Na na na na na

Come on

Na na na na

Come on, come on, come on

Na na na na

Feels so good being bad

Kurt bit his lip and sent Dave a seductive look, raising one hand above him to grasp the pole while the other trailed slowly down his body. Exploring the pale chest as he undulated his hips.

(Oh oh oh oh oh)

There's no way I'm turning back

(Oh oh oh oh oh)

Now the pain is my pleasure cause nothing could measure

(Oh oh oh oh oh)

Love is great, love is fine

(Oh oh oh oh oh)

Out the box, outta line

(Oh oh oh oh oh)

The affliction of the feeling leaves me wanting more

(Oh oh oh oh oh)

Kurt watched as the naked lust spread over Dave's face as he caressed his stomach before quickly twirling so he was in front of the pole with his back to Dave. He bent over and dragged his fingers slowly up the backs of his legs along the seam of his stockings as he sang the chorus. Slowly he tugged at the edge of his shorts before letting them snap back into place.

Cause I may be bad, but I'm perfectly good at it

Sex in the air, I don't care, I love the smell of it

Sticks and stones may break my bones

But chains and whips excite me

Cause I may be bad, but I'm perfectly good at it

Sex in the air, I don't care, I love the smell of it

Sticks and stones may break my bones

But chains and whips excite me

Using the pole to keep his balance, he dropped down and slowly straightened back up while swaying his hips back and forth. Turning towards Dave he got to his knees and started crawling toward him seductively, licking his lips.

Na na na na

Come on, come on, come on

I like it-like it

Come on, come on, come on

I like it-like it (Na na na)

Come on, come on, come on

I like it-like it

Come on, come on, come on

I like it-like it

S-S-S & M-M-M

S-S-S & M-M-M

As he got to Dave's legs he ran his hands up the thick muscles of his thighs before pushing him back on the bed and climbing over him.

Oh, I love the feeling you bring to me, oh, you turn me on

It's exactly what I've been yearning for, give it to me strong

And meet me in my boudoir, make my body say ah ah ah

I like it-like it

Dave couldn't take it anymore and flipped them over quickly taking Kurt's lips with his own, ravaging his mouth as he peeled those sinfully tight shorts down his long legs. He looked back up at his slender lover from the edge of the bed and had to keep himself from moaning out loud. Kurt was wearing a garter belt that connected to the stockings, the garter belt almost obscenely framing his cock.

"Jesus Christ. You look so fucking hot baby. Sexiest thing I've ever seen." He slowly grabbed those silky-clad legs and spread them apart, running his fingers up the inside of his thighs, spreading the cheeks of his gorgeous ass and groaning at the slickness he found. "Got yourself ready for me slut? Can't wait to have my cock inside you, can you?"

Kurt was panting and flushed, so incredibly turned on that he couldn't do anything but whimper and start tearing at the clothes covering the muscled form of his boyfriend. "Clothes. Off. Now." Faster than he thought physically possible Dave was naked and spreading his legs open. He could hear the music still going in the background and pulled Dave down to kiss him. As he broke the kiss he left a trail of nips to Dave's ear, sucking on the lobe before biting it a little roughly. "Cause I may be bad, but I'm perfectly good at it. Sex in the air, I don't care, I love the smell of it," he breathed into Dave's ear.

Suddenly he felt those strong hands on his hips, making him turn over. "Oh you're very bad Kurt. And you're gonna get it." Kurt whimpered in arousal and nearly screamed as he felt Dave's hand come down on his ass over and over, leaving the skin red and sensitive.

Finally he couldn't take it anymore and begged Dave to take him. Flipping him back over quickly Dave spread his legs and thrust inside in one smooth motion. OH GAGA That hurt! But it was so good! "Fuck! So big! Fuck me Dave! I want it harder!" He tried to arch his hips and thrust back against that wonderful feeling of being filled but Dave kept a strong grip on him, one hand on his hip the other stretching one leg as far open as it would go. Kurt could feel himself getting close and reached down to grab his dick, pumping quickly as he felt Dave hammer against his prostate.

This was Dave's favorite part of sex with Kurt. The part where the usually so put together boy would fall apart and start chanting under his breath, "." Dave felt Kurt's orgasm coming and thrust harder against him and held himself there as he filled him with his cum. He leaned down to bite the pale arch of his neck and said, "I love you Kurt," before sinking his teeth into his shoulder. He felt Kurt's cock jump and pump slick cum between their chests before he slowly slid out of him and to the side.

"Love you too David." Too exhausted to move Kurt clapped his hands and the music and lights stopped. Kurt's last thought as he drifted to sleep was, 'The Clapper. Greatest invention EVER.'

AN: So if anyone would like to vote for which fic they want to see next, this one only has like two chapters left, they can leave a review. CashCab, Silent Library, or Dr Horrible's Sing-Along Blog? Also which characters do you wanna see? I don't do Klaine. Blaine is always a douche in my stories. lol Thank you for reviewing.

Oh and thanks to my lovely friend ilovesmesomeglee. I wouldn't have been able to write at all without someone to vent to and bounce ideas off of. :P Not only is she a great help to my creativity but she reads my story even though she's not really a smut fan and I'm like pure smut. So thank you again my dear! And I'm sorry I put this AN thanking you at the bottom of the chapter after all the smut. lol