Last chapter, thanks for reading! =D

As Kurt sits with Blaine in the Lima Bean, he braces himself when he sees Sebastian come in. Oh god. He's going to know. He's going to take one look at my face, and know that I've seen him naked. I can't do this...

Kurt can't decide if it's a good thing or not, but the first thing Sebastian does is check out Blaine and leer at him as he walks over. Kurt freezes. Well, that's one way to not think about him naked. Now all I want to do is kick him in the balls. You have a boyfriend, asshole! You think Blaine does, too! Stop staring at him that way!

When Sebastian sits down, still hitting on Blaine and has the gall to say "Haven't seen you online" Kurt almost crawls over the table. Oh really, Sebastian?! What have you seen online?!

Kurt plays along with Blaine, knowing that he's still supposed to be playing the doting-buffer-boyfriend. And honestly, making catty comments beats clawing Sebastian Smythe's pretty face. How the hell did I think I could date this boy? Even 'online'? He clearly has no standards for keeping it in his pants. Would he really sleep with Blaine if he offered? Does 'Eli' really mean so little that he would do what we did last night and then just come here and do... this?

Between barely acknowledging Kurt and the blatant flirting with Blaine, followed shortly by Seb checking out Blaine's ass as he stands, Kurt kind of loses it when the gelled boy steps away.

How he can love Bas but hate Sebastian is beyond him, but they're just so different. This smirky meerkat bastard is so far removed from Emilie's big brother that it kills Kurt to even look at him.

The minute Sebastian insults his 'Gay face' Kurt dies inside. Okay. Nope. I can't do this. I really can't.

Kurt manages to fire off a shot about Sebastian's cheap attitude and smarmy leer in the form of a Craigslist reference, but really, all he wants is to run away. He needs out of this coffee shop. He wants to go home and find Finn or Puck and just curl up with them for awhile, and ignore that there is a boy out there who he both loves and hates.

As soon as Sebastian gets up, winking at him like the jackass he is, Kurt turns to Blaine. "I have to go."

Once enough time has passed that Sebastian should be gone, Kurt steps outside and heads straight for his Navigator. He gets in and goes to start it up when all the sudden a car pulls up and blocks him in. Kurt glares at the driver, a football player he doesn't know by name. It's not until Puck pops out of the passenger seat that Kurt gets out of the truck.

Puck yells, "Princess! Thank god I found you. Finn said you were here. I need your help!"

Kurt huffs, cocking his hip, "What could you possibly need from me, Noah? I've had a really shitty day and I need to go home and curl into a ball."

Puck groans, "Not again! Come on! You just fixed things with Lover-boy last night! How could things have gone to shit already?!"

Kurt huffs. "I don't want to talk about it."

"Fine! But I still need your help! My truck won't start. I need you to come figure out what's wrong with it." Puck pleads with puppy eyes.

Kurt groans, "Ugh! Can't you take it to the garage? I can work on it tomorrow."

"No! It's stuck at school! I couldn't get it to move after football practice. Please don't make me call a wrecker, you know I can't afford it, Princess."

"Fine! But you owe me, Noah!"

When Kurt climbs back into his Navigator, Puck signals the jock in the car that he can go. As the car pulls away, Kurt gets his first glimpse at a frozen figure on the other side of the small parking lot. It only takes a second for Kurt to realize what just happened.

No. It can't... he wasn't... he doesn't... Shit! Before Kurt can do more than gape at him, Sebastian is turning and running for his car, slipping his phone back in his pocket. Kurt doesn't even hear Puck talking to him as he climbs into the truck.

Kurt is too busy feeling the bottom drop out of his world. He'd stopped to take a phone call. He was standing right there... and he heard me talking to Noah. Fuck.

Kurt moves on autopilot. He goes to the school, and rigs up Noah's truck enough that he can drive it to the garage. He follows him there, then let's him tag along to his house. He drives home. He goes upstairs and collapses on the bed. And he waits for the world to end.

It should happen any time, right?

When Puck doesn't get an answer out of Kurt for almost two hours, he finally snaps. It only takes him about two minutes to pick the lock on Kurt's bedroom door.

When he walks in, he sees Kurt laying on his bed, staring at the ceiling. He isn't crying, and doesn't look like he has been, so that's good, right?

Puck comes over and sits on the edge of the bed, poking Kurt's foot. "Okay, Princess. What happened now?"

Kurt just lays in silence for awhile. Eventually he giggles. Then he laughs. Before long, he can't stop the hysterical laughing fit that takes over him.

Puck is just confused. Eventually he says, "Uh... Princess? You okay? Seriously, what happened?"

Kurt finally stops laughing, smiling over at Puck. "Didn't you see him?" At his confused frown, Kurt explains. "Sebastian. 'Lover-boy'. He lives here. He goes to Dalton. He moved here over the summer. I've been trying to keep him from realizing who I am, because he's a total jerk. He was hitting on Blaine today. Even after everything that happened last night... he was still the same old smirky asshole. And then he heard us. He knows now. It's all over."

When Puck just stares at him, slightly wide-eyed, Kurt smiles at him, "Sorry, Noah. You didn't get to go with me to meet him. Although to be fair, he didn't know who I was and I had no intention of meeting him. And the only reason I agreed to your condition is because I thought it would never happen."

Pulling himself together, Puck says, "So... your online boyfriend lives here, you've known for months and he just found out today? What the hell?"

Kurt scoffs, glaring back at his ceiling. "Look at me, Noah. You've seen him. There's no way in hell a guy like him would settle for me. Clearly. He hates me, has ever since he first moved here. I thought about telling him who I was, showing him my face, before I met him. Then I never even half considered it ever again. He does nothing but put me down and insult me, usually just with smug looks and smirks. He called me 'Gay face' today. I couldn't take it. Now it doesn't matter. He knows."

"Maybe he'll get over it? I mean, you guys like each other a lot. You've known him for like, 8 months. Besides, I've tried to tell you, you're hot. You don't have to worry about him 'settling'. The clothes are a head-scratcher, but seriously, he has nothing to bitch about." Kurt turns to look at him, and the amount of pain in his eyes makes Puck stumble.

"You mean except for the parts where I've lied to him, known he lived here for months, met him weeks ago, tricked him into dating me anyway, and never told him the truth? Yeah. You're right. He has no reason to be upset." Kurt closes his eyes, rolling over on his side, facing the wall. "And I don't 'like him a lot'. I'm in love with the smarmy bastard."

Puck sighs, leaning over to put a hand on his shoulder. "Just talk to him, Kurt. You at least need to apologize. And who knows? Maybe he'll get over it?" When he gets no response, Puck pats his shoulder and gets up. "I'll try to keep Finn occupied so he won't bother you. If you don't come down, I'll tell everyone you went to bed early. Talk to him, Princess."

When Kurt is alone, he stares at the wall for a few more minutes, trying to decide what to do. It had been almost two hours, Sebastian could have made it back to school by now, if not his house...

He gets up, grabbing his laptop and signing on Skype. When he boots it up, he sees that Sebastian is offline. Not really surprising. What if he blocked me? After searching around on Google, he finds out that it's pretty much impossible to tell if you're blocked, and he doesn't know what to do. He decides to just stay online all night and hope that he signs on. He's still not really sure what he'll say, but apparently he has time to figure it out.

By Monday morning, Kurt feels like a zombie. He hasn't gotten more than five hours of sleep in the last two nights combined. He's done pretty much nothing but stare at his laptop, he'd only eaten when Puck had threatened to tell Burt what was going on.

Finn was confused but was trying to help. He'd attempted to make Kurt muffins. He'd used a mix where all he had to do was add milk and pour them in a pan. Carole managed to put the fire out before it could burn anything but the food. Kurt had hugged him anyway.

As Kurt's alarm goes off for school, he sits at his vanity and just blinks at himself. He looks like shit. He hadn't done his skin care in almost 48 hours and he had bags under his eyes. Kurt was usually very good about going to school, but he made a quick decision that he wasn't going. He picked up his phone and texted his dad, telling him he wasn't 'feeling up to school today'.

He hadn't realized how much of a goody-two-shoes he was until Burt sent back 'Okay, kiddo. Feel better. Let me know if you need something'. Wow. He didn't even consider that there was nothing wrong and I'm just skipping. I could use this power for evil later.

Kurt spends longer than usual taking care of his skin before taking a very long shower. It had been a long time since he'd gone over 24 hours without one, and he felt gross.

When he comes back into his room to pick out clothes, Kurt has another decision to make. He can put on sweats and go make a snack, or he can pick out an outfit and attempt to put his life back together.

Half an hour later, Kurt is climbing into his car wearing his Dalton blazer and mentally berating himself. This is not going to end well.

When he pulls up outside Dalton Academy, Kurt bites his lip. He just drove two hours to get here and now he can't force himself to get out of the car.

He hadn't talked to Sebastian since he'd told him he smelled like Craigslist. He still stood by that statement, for the record. Sebastian was still hot as fuck, but the cocky smirk he always wore and his attitude toward sex in general kind of made Kurt's skin crawl. That wouldn't be because he'd directing those leers and sexy smirks at another guy could it? Kurt ignores his own sarcastic thought and gets out of the truck.

Hoping that the slightly too small blazer won't stick out, Kurt goes into the school and looks Sebastian up in the dorm directory. He knows that classes started hours ago, so Sebastian won't be in his room, but honestly, Kurt is prepared to wait as long as he has to.

Kurt knocks for form's sake, preparing to sit on the dirty floor for who knows how long. It's only when the door opens that Kurt realizes he probably should have told someone where he was going, because when Sebastian sees who's standing at his door, he looks like he wants to kill him.

Before Sebastian can slam the door in his face, Kurt squeaks out, "Wait, Bas! You might hate me, but you know we have to talk. At least once. I swear, I'll leave you alone afterward." When he goes to close it anyway, Kurt pleads, "Come on, don't you have questions?"

That stops him. Eventually, he growls and stalks back to his bed, leaving the door open. Kurt swallows and considers firing off a quick text to Blaine to tell him to send help in two hours. Figuring that Sebastian had waited long enough though, Kurt just walks in and closes the door. Honestly, Jeff is closer anyway.

Kurt stares at his shoes, fidgeting, waiting on Sebastian to say something. He tries to look up and gauge his mood, but all he sees is Bas, sitting on the bed that Kurt had been staring at for months, looking sleep rumpled and wearing only gym shorts. Kurt coughs, looking away. He knows he's blushing, but Sebastian isn't looking at him anyway, so it doesn't matter.

Except the cough seems to remind him that he's half naked so Sebastian growls again before getting up and grabbing a t-shirt, pulling it over his head and sitting back on the edge of the bed. He snaps out, "So, what do you want, Kurt?"

Flinching slightly, Kurt says, "I just came to apologize. And to answer any questions you have. I won't bother you again."

Sebastian pulls at his hair, spitting out, "How can you be so fucking calm about this?!"

Kurt shrugs, and says quietly, "I knew this would happen eventually. The day Emilie told me you were moving to Columbus, I knew you were going to come here. This is, obviously, the boarding school I told you I used to go to."

Seb sneers, "Thus the uniform."

Kurt just nods, "Yes, thus."

Sebastian finally looks up at Kurt, glaring. "Okay, great. So what now?"

Kurt wraps his arms around himself, "I really did just want to apologize. I never meant for this to happen. At first you were just a boy on the internet. It didn't matter if I lied. I just didn't want to be cut up into little pieces and buried in a corn field. Then the next time we even mentioned locations it was you dropping into casual conversation that you were moving here. It would have been a bit stupid to say, 'No way! I totally went to Dalton! We should meet up!'. So I just let it go. You didn't say anything about wanting to meet me so I didn't think it mattered to you."

Sebastian looks like he wants nothing more than to get up and punch Kurt in the face. "I already explained that I was afraid I'd scare you off! I've never wanted anything as much as I wanted to meet you back then!"

Kurt winces, pulling his arms tighter, "I didn't know that then, Bas. All I knew was there was a really hot french guy, that I liked so much it hurt, that I'd lied to, and he was moving within driving distance of me and didn't seem to care. Back then I had no idea you thought about me like that at all."

Sebastian glares, "No. You found out about that on Friday. And you still didn't tell me! You knew who I was, we had fucking met already and you didn't tell me!"

Kurt huffs. "How could I tell you?! You hate me, Sebastian. Do you have any idea what it felt like for me on Saturday?! I'd just done things with you that I've never even seriously considered with anyone else; we were technically dating. And then I got to sit at that goddamned table and listen to you hit on Blaine and see you all but grope him under the table. You sat there and smirked your stupidly hot smirk while you tore me to pieces!"

Sebastian blinks at him for a few seconds before biting out, "You weren't so innocent yourself there, babe. You told me you don't like me, flat out, and then said I smelled like fucking Craigslist!"

Kurt wants to stomp his foot but he knows he's girly enough without adding shit. "It's not the same! I was just some stupid fem to you, you were my fucking boyfriend!"

Sebastian pauses, looking stricken. Like he hadn't thought of it that way. It only lasts for maybe five seconds though. "So you had two boyfriends sitting at that table?! That's how you saw it? One of your men was hitting on the other, and ignoring you, and you didn't like it? Fuck you, Kurt!"

It's Kurt's turn to stop and think. What? Other boyfriend? Oh, come on! He's not that stupid. "You can't seriously think I'm cheating on you. You can't be that big of an idiot."

Sebastian glares at him, throwing his arms up. "What the hell else am I supposed to think, Kurt?! All I've heard about since I got here was Blaine fucking Anderson. How his boyfriend had stolen him away to a public school. Then I met Blaine and his fucking boyfriend. Trent, Jeff, Nick, all of the Warblers can't stop talking about the two of you. How awesome you were, how the two of you almost won them regionals. They insist that if they had gone up against anyone other than New Directions, they'd have won."

Kurt is wide eyed, he'd always assumed the Warblers didn't like him very much. He chokes out, "Well, last year around regionals we attempted to date, but he changed his mind. Then I met you. And yeah, he went right out the window."

"So... you guys aren't actually dating? Then what the fuck was up with you hanging all over him?!" Seb looks like he's ready to tear his hair out.

Kurt can't help it, he giggles. "He um... after he met you, he told me that there was a hot guy trying to steal his virtue. I told him to just pretend to have a boyfriend. People were always assuming we were dating because we're both gay, and apparently that's all it takes, so I said I'd do it. I didn't know it was you, although I should have. I felt like an idiot later."

"That's hardly an excuse for why you took it so far. That's why I hated you so bad. You reminded me of... well, you. Eli. Guess I know why now. but then you were all but climbing into his lap, and always making comments about how 'together' you were. It just reminded me of what I didn't have with 'Eli'."

Glaring, Kurt says, "Well, that was more so I wouldn't have to watch you hanging all over him than anything. That first day, when you were leering at him and invited us to Scandals, I really wanted to stab you with my pen."

Looking confused, Sebastian thinks back. "Oh, right... That was when I thought you were sleeping with Noah. I was just trying to distract myself."

Kurt is torn between warning him to stop calling Puck 'Noah', and slapping him for using ignorance as an excuse to be that creepy. He decides to just let it go. He kind of just wants to leave before he does something stupid... like molest him.

Kurt clears his throat. "So, what we're saying is we're both stupid. You thought I was cheating on you and I should have just told you, consequences be damned." Sebastian nods, still looking uncertain. Kurt smiles at him a little. "Well, like I said, I'm sorry for not telling you. I just didn't want all of this to blow up in my face. I knew it was going to, but I just wanted to put if off as long as I could."

Sebastian says, "No, I get it. It's... fine. I knew you were weird about your privacy anyway, so I guess I should have known you lied about where you live. So, what does Eli Hudmel mean? Em has been wanting to know for months."

Kurt smiles, "Eli is short for Elizabeth, my middle name. Before you comment, I was named after my mother, who died when I was young." Seeing Sebastian's smirk fall, Kurt steamrolls right over him, "And Hudmel is what we call our family. It's Hudson and Hummel combined. My dad married my friend's mom last year."

"Ah, makes sense." Seb looks like he wants to say something else but Kurt is kind of afraid to hear it.

"So.. um. I'd like to stay friends, if possible. We both did stupid things, me more than you, obviously, but I don't want to lose what we've built over the past year. If you want to... date Blaine, I'll understand. You guys seem to get along pretty well, and you've been hitting on him for weeks. I'd like to think you don't put that much effort into a one night stand. But if you hurt him I'll break your arm, Smythe."

Sebastian deflates a little, looking confused. "Wait, what?"

"Okay, so I won't break your arm, but Noah totally will. The most I'd be able to do would be to scratch your eyes out." Kurt tries to think of something meaner he could do to Sebastian.

Seb stands up suddenly. "What are you talking about? Why would I date Blaine? I don't even like him. Sure, he's cute in the whole blushing virgin way, but you've done nothing but blush since you got here, so I'll pass on Bow-ties."

Kurt frowns. "But... if you don't like Blaine, why have you been all over him for weeks? You've done everything but hump his leg."

Sebastian laughs, "I was just fucking with you. 'You' Kurt Hummel, not you. When I first met him, Blaine didn't tell me he had a boyfriend, because apparently he didn't have one yet. When he did, I was still pissed at 'Eli', so I was just going to go with it. Honestly, I've done worse in the past. But when I met you, you were just so pissed off. You looked like you hated everything about me. And that kind of set me off. So yeah... it was fun to rile you up."

Kurt gapes at him. "You've got to be fucking kidding me. You chased Blaine just to piss me off?!"

"Again, not you, but Blaine's boyfriend, yes." Sebastian shrugs. "A little jealousy is healthy. It looked like the two of you hadn't done anything. I figured if Blaine was a hot commodity, maybe I could at least get him laid through his boyfriend."

Shaking his head, Kurt sighs out, "You're so fucking shameless, Bas." When he sees Sebastian shudder lightly, he asks, "What?"

"Your voice. It's so fucking sexy. You really need to stop calling me 'Bas' right now."

Kurt gets derailed for a second before mentally shaking himself, "Um, actually, aren't you curious to why I sound different? I used a deeper tone for our Skyping."

Sebastian laughs, "Well, you tried to." At Kurt's raised eyebrow, Seb says, "Babe, it took maybe two sessions before I caught on that you were disguising your voice. You did a good job, considering how much we talked, but you slipped sometimes. When you sang or laughed, or were surprised. I didn't hear the real one enough to recognize it, clearly, but I knew it was naturally higher. I assumed it was part of your paranoia."

Kurt decides to let him keep thinking that. It's less embarrassing. Clearing his throat again, Kurt mumbles out, "Oh. Good to know." When Kurt looks up at Sebastian, he sees that same old cocky smirk and Seb steps closer to him. Kurt panics a little. He really needs to get out of here before he gets in trouble. "Uh, okay. So I'm going to go. I'm glad we can stay friends, please unblock me on Skype. Actually, I'll probably add you to my real one, it's kind of sad to have a separate account just for you."

Kurt starts to back away, heading for the door. Sebastian's face falls again. "So... you really want to be friends? I thought-" He cuts himself off, frowning down at the floor.

Kurt shuffles from foot to foot. "Yeah. I mean, I still really like you, Bas. Kind of love you, actually. So I'll need a few weeks before I can really see you again face to face, but I'm okay with Skyping. I'll get your number from Blaine or something, we can text. I just can't be around you much right now. It's kind of killing me, actually."

Kurt turns around, reaching for the doorknob. Before he can even touch it, he's suddenly turned around, his back held to the door. Before he can say anything, Sebastian is kissing him.

When Kurt first feels Sebastian's lips press to his own, his brain stutters. He's woken up by Sebastian using his thumb to pull Kurt's chin down, and slipping his tongue inside Kurt's mouth. Groaning, Kurt starts kissing back, grabbing Sebastian by his shirt and pulling him even closer. When Sebastian grabs Kurt's hips, he wraps his arms around Seb's neck, running one hand through his hair as he grinds his hips into Sebastian's.

Kurt breaks away with a gasp and groans at the feeling of Sebastian pinning him against the door by leaning in and pressing his cock to Kurt's. Seb nips and licks his way down from Kurt's mouth to his collarbone, stopping to suck a deep bruise into his shoulder.

Kurt moans loudly, pushing his quickly growing erection against Sebastian. Eventually he manages to pull his thoughts together enough to say, "W-what are we doing?"

Sebastian mumbles against his skin, "I knew you were a virgin, but damn, babe."

Groaning, Kurt smacks Sebastian on the shoulder, "No! Clearly, I know what we're d-doing- God, Bas! Stop a sec, I can't think with you doing that!"

"Good. Shut up. This is all your fault. You came barging into my room first thing in the morning with those hips and that ass and then told me you wanted to be friends. Then you had the audacity to tell me that you love me and try to leave. Who else is to blame here?" As soon as the words are out, Sebastian goes back to licking and kissing his way across Kurt's skin.

Valiantly trying to process what Sebastian said, despite the emotions and sensations currently turning him into a vaguely Kurt-shaped pile of hormones, Kurt says, "So... you don't mind? You're really okay with 'Eli' being me?"

Sebastian groaned, leaning up again. "Do you hate my balls? Is that what this is about? Because seriously, you're not making any sense and they're going blue. I got over the whole 'Kurt is Eli' thing about 45 seconds after I realized what was going on. It was the 'He cheated on me' and 'He lied to me' thing that really bothered me. Clearly, I've moved on. Join me."

When Seb goes to kiss Kurt again, he pushes Sebastian away a little, but still keeps a firm hold of his neck. "Wait. Dear God, give me two minutes to clear this up." Seb pouts, but makes no other moves to push away or pull him closer. "One more time, just so there's no doubt. You don't care that 'Eli' looks like this? And you're okay with me loving you?"

Sebastian stares at Kurt for ten solid seconds before closing his eyes like he's in pain. "Jesus fucking Christ, you're an idiot." Kurt squawks and smacks him but Seb says, "It's okay. I love you anyway. We'll work through this together. Of course I care what Eli looks like, he's hot as fuck. I really don't know why you don't get how sexy you are, but that's a conversation for when I'm a little less hard. As for you loving me, it'd be a bit fucking hypocritical to mind wouldn't it? And because I'm starting to see how your mind works, let me clear this up too, you're still my boyfriend. You don't get to play pretend with Blaine anymore, and if Noah doesn't stop trying to get into your pants, I'm going to kill him. If Sam or that bear from the club or anyone else out there tries to get handsy, you better slap the shit out of them, you're taken. Now can I please touch your dick?"

Kurt chokes, probably just on air. Before he can figure out breathing again, Sebastian has answered his own question. He reaches down to palm Kurt through his slacks.

Moaning, Kurt pushes his cock forward, rubbing himself against Sebastian. When Kurt finally accepts that this is really happening and that the boy in front of him is real, he immediately leans forward enough to strip off his blazer and starts working on the tie.

Seb growls out, "Hell, yeah." and untucks the shirt, leaning down to bite Kurt's ear, sucking the lobe into his mouth. Kurt takes a second to rip Sebastian's shirt over his head before pushing his shorts down. As Kurt unbuttons his shirt, going to slide it off, Sebastian stops him. "No, leave it on. Reminds me of Friday." Sebastian smirks at the blush moving down Kurt's neck.

When Seb slides the slacks down Kurt's legs, he raises an eyebrow.

"Okay, I believed you about the skinny jeans, but why aren't you wearing underwear now?"

Kurt just grumbles about being in a hurry before reaching up to pull Sebastian back into a kiss. Seb pushes Kurt back against the door, reaching down to wrap his fingers around Kurt's cock. He starts to slowly pull on him, now actually more biting Kurt's mouth than kissing him. Kurt moans, and jerks a little as he thrusts into Sebastian's hand.

Kurt gasps out, "Bas! I thought y-you were gonna f-fuck me?" Sebastian's hand stills and he drops his head down press his forehead to Kurt's.

"You're killin' me, babe. Jesus." Seb reaches down with both hands, lifting Kurt up. Taking the cue, Kurt wraps his legs around him and Sebastian pins him back against the door. Moving one hand down to hold Kurt under his ass, the other moves in to run his fingertips lightly from the base of Kurt's spine to his balls.

When he hears Kurt's breath hitch, Seb bites down on Kurt's shoulder and rubs two fingers against his entrance, massaging until Kurt moans, arching against him. "Come on, Bas. Stop fucking around." Sebastian huffs a laugh and moves his hands to Kurt's ass cheeks, spreading them so he can angle his hips to rub the head of his cock against Kurt's hole. Kurt gasps harshly but groans in exasperation when Seb pulls away from the door. "Bas!"

Seb goes to take a step back but when Kurt glares at him, he stops. "Do you really want to lose your virginity against a door?"

Kurt whines and tries to push down on Seb's cock, but it's out of reach. He huffs out, "Fine. You're right. But hurry up!"

Wrapping his arms tighter around Sebastian's shoulders, Kurt starts to lightly pull his hair while licking and biting down his jaw. Seb squeezes Kurt's ass as he walks back to his bed, laying Kurt down and stepping away before he can cling to him again.

He quickly searches through his dresser, grabbing a condom and lube. When he turns back around, Sebastian sees Kurt laying back, watching him, and running just his fingertips up and down his own cock, spreading his legs wider when he sees Sebastian watching. Closing his eyes again, and praying for stamina, Sebastian moves quickly to kneel between his knees.

Kurt bites his lip, very aware of just how exposed he is when Sebastian lifts his legs up to put a pillow under him. Sebastian slicks his fingers and leans down to kiss Kurt one more time before slowly kissing his way down his chest. Sebastian presses a finger to his entrance and starts to work it in quickly.

Watching Kurt for his reactions and gauging how easily he can move, Sebastian slips the second finger in. "Goddamn, you're so fucking tight. Can't wait to be inside you."

Kurt moans softly, feeling Sebastian twist his fingers, scissoring them slightly. He tries to urge Sebastian to go faster, but he resists. Kurt growls out, "I'm not made of glass. Come on!"

Sebastian just smirks and says, "It's your first time, it won't kill you to slow down a bit. Calm down." Seb waits until he feels Kurt relax again, and then slowly adds a third finger. He can feel Kurt tense up, so he decides to distract him by leaning down and licking a long stripe from the base of Kurt's erection to the tip. When he gets a loud groan, Sebastian uses his other hand to guide Kurt's cock into his mouth. Seb sucks lightly on the head, running his tongue around the ridge until he feels him relax a bit more, then he starts trying to work his fingers again.

A few minutes later, Kurt is a panting, whimpering mess. Determining that he's ready, Sebastian sits up, pulling his mouth off Kurt's cock and thrusting his fingers one more time before pulling them away too. Kurt takes a second to breathe, his thighs shaking slightly as he reaches for the condom, opening it with his teeth and motioning for Sebastian to move closer. Seb leans down to bite and kiss at Kurt's mouth as the he rolls the condom on Seb's straining cock. Sebastian slicks himself up and kneels back down between Kurt's knees.

Kurt lifts his legs up to expose himself again, chewing his lip and eying Sebastian. When he feels the condom covered length press against him, Kurt shudders lightly and pulls his knees up higher, pleading, "Come on, Bas. Fuck me already."

Seb leans down to place a kiss on the inside of Kurt's knee before pushing in. Kurt gasps, it hurting more than he thought it would. He can feel himself clenching around Sebastian, trying to force his body to adjust. After a few seconds, he notices that Seb had moved a hand down and was slowly jerking him off, trying to distract him.

As the pain slowly ebbs away, Kurt relaxes, eventually nodding that it was okay for Sebastian to move. Seb leans down to smack another kiss on him before moving forward, burying himself the rest of the way inside Kurt's tight heat. After a second to breathe, Sebastian pulls back slowly. When he sees no pain from Kurt, he moves back in sharply, trying to press up as he goes. Kurt gasps at the move and reaches his hands back up, holding the backs of Sebastian's shoulders.

Seb starts a slow, rough pace, but quickly starts to speed up when Kurt starts moaning and whimpering again. At one point, Sebastian shifts a little and Kurt claws at his back, keening. With a smirk, Seb leans back again, holding Kurt's knees up, folding him almost in half as he thrusts into Kurt harder and faster, aiming for that spot again.

Kurt closes his eyes and moans, twisting his hands in the sheets under him. After a few thrusts, Sebastian says, "Jesus, babe. I'm not gonna last long, you're too fucking hot. Touch yourself." Kurt pants, looking up at Seb as he wraps one hand around his dick, trying to time his pumps with Sebastian's thrusts.

Seb comes first, slamming his cock as deep into Kurt as he can and mumbling, "K-kurt! Fuck!" With a few more pulls, Kurt comes into his own fist, groaning loudly. Just as Kurt is coming down from his orgasm, Sebastian slumps down, bracing himself on his forearms to keep from crushing Kurt.

As soon as Seb's eyes refocus, he gently pulls himself out of Kurt's red, and probably sore, ass. Kurt winces slightly but smiles up at Sebastian. Kurt says, "I love you." and kisses him again.

Breaking away quickly, still not really breathing steady, Sebastian says, "I love you, too."

Once he's a mostly functioning person again, Seb sits up and peels off the condom, throwing it away. Then he pulls Kurt's shirt off, since it's the only thing he wouldn't have to get up for. Using it to wipe off his hand and then Kurt, Sebastian doesn't even have to look up to know Kurt is glaring at him.

"Oh, come on, babe! It's a Dalton shirt. Like you really care. I'll let you borrow one to wear home." Kurt huffs but doesn't dispute it, just leaning back on the bed again. As Sebastian goes to lean down for another kiss, he's cut off by Kurt's jaw cracking yawn. Chuckling at him, Seb says, "I guess I'm not the only one that hasn't slept well."

Nodding, Kurt kisses him lightly and then scoots over, pulling Sebastian down and laying across his chest. "Let's take a nap. It's still the middle of the school day and I don't want to drive home tired."

Seb runs his hand down Kurt's back, settling his arm around his waist. "Don't you think we need to talk more?"

Kurt grumbles out, "Love you, that's all that matters. Figure it out later."

Laughing, Sebastian says, "Cant argue with that. Love you, too. Night, babe."

They are woken up almost two hours later by Kurt's phone blowing up with texts and calls. Not able to actually move yet, Kurt nudges Sebastian until he climbs out of bed, still naked, to get it from his blazer pocket. Sebastian tosses him the phone and digs out a white button up shirt for Kurt and a pair of sweatpants for himself. He throws the shirt on the bed and listens to Kurt mumbling something about a facebook post with a picture.

As he's slipping on the pants, he realizes his roommate should be back by now. His last class had ended 20 minutes ago, and the energetic blond usually drops his bag off before meeting up with the Warblers. Just as he's starting to worry, Kurt growls from the bed. Sebastian walks over, leaning down to look at the phone. Kurt shows him a picture, posted to facebook ten minutes ago... of himself with a very obviously naked Kurt draped across his chest, both dead to the world asleep.

The caption said, 'Kurt finally got some! Way to go Seb! Yay, Kurtbastian!'

Sebastian slaps a palm to his face just as Kurt let's out a loud, high pitched shriek, "Jeff Sterling I'm going to kill you!"