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"You are mine... and I don't want to find out anyone else has touched you like this... do I make myself clear?" he asked with a smirk as he let his tongue press against the injured flesh, sending a small spark of pleasure and pain through the smaller boy who let out another choked sob before nodding a bit, pretty much giving himself to the other male. He was just too afraid to piss the other off and right now... too dizzy and sore to care.

"That's a good kitten... My kitten..." Karofsky murmured with a smirk as he let his free hand now wander across Kurt's clothed flesh, sending unwilling shivers through the groggy boy. He let his hand slip up Kurt's sweater after a while, pulling the shirt underneath out from his pants before letting his fingers run underneath and over the pale hidden flesh that he knew was patched with ugly bruises... bruises he'd caused.

Dave couldn't help but feel a twinge of regret again... The truth was he didn't want to bully or hurt Kurt... he wanted to own him... to touch him and make him his... he wanted to make Kurt writhe in pleasure and beg for his touch... he wanted Kurt to accept him... he wanted the beautiful boy to want him... even love him maybe...

Kurt mewled softly, shivering at the others touch and pressing himself more against the lockers to try and get away, looking away from Karofsky with a blush over his cheeks. He was embarrassed that he was allowing this and especially embarrassed that he was enjoying any of it. Dave's touch was so gentle sometimes that it shocked Kurt to the bone, but then he'd turn around and return to that ruthless person Kurt knew him as.

Dave let his fingers move over the other for a while longer, playing with his nipples and enjoying the soft shudders that ran through the smaller body and the soft gasps and groans of pleasure that escaped Kurt's lips. He couldn't help but lick his own lips as he watched the others facial features as he touched him. Kurt's facial expressions were like an open book... he knew the other was enjoying himself and he couldn't help but groan softly after a while, feeling himself getting hard... he wanted the other boy now more then ever.

Kurt let out a soft moan as the others fingers pinched a pert nipple, his body instinctively pressing against the others own for a moment before Kurt shook his head, wincing at the actions as he stilled himself again, pressing his body to the lockers and clenching his eyes shut tightly. He felt kind of sick right now and still so dizzy. He couldn't consentrate. He was so... so tired.

He finally sobbed softly and almost wanted to beg the other to just stop but he had a feeling that his words would fall on deaf ears just as they had before. He blinked his eyes as tears slipped down his cheeks as he tried to take deep calming breaths to ease his stomach and the dizziness.

"Don't cry..." came Dave's soft voice as the other pressed his lips to a pale cheek, kissing a tear away. He sighed when Kurt turned his head away roughly, letting out a pained yelp in the process, but didn't let that stop him. He finally pressed his body more securely against Kurt's as he smirked a bit, leaning up towards the others ear as he whispered, "I know you want this..." he murmured as he ground up against the others hips, his already half-hard flesh rubbing against Kurt's flesh through their clothing.

"N... No!" Kurt yelped out, struggling against the others grip again, forcing Karofsky to bring up his other hand to hold the other's wrists, bringing them both down on either side of his head again as he continued to grind his hips against the others own.

He couldn't stop this time... not until he was satisfied... that had been twice that he'd touched the other and got absolutely nothing in return and he wanted it so bad... relieving himself to Kurt's picture from the school yearbook just wasn't the same...

Kurt panted in fear and frustration as the other continued, blushing deeply as he felt the others hardened flesh through their clothing. He whimpered and shivered, cheeks darkening as the others shaft brushed against his own limp one. He struggled against the other again after a while, embarrassed as he attempted to try and knee the other between the legs. It wasn't very forceful though. He still felt so strangely sick.

"That's enough..." Karofsky hissed out as he narrowed his eyes at the others actions. He pressed himself closer, pinning the other with his own legs between Kurt's making it almost impossible to continue his futile struggles. All the others squirming was doing now was rubbing against his hardened flesh and turning him on more.

Kurt whimpered at this and finally stopped when he realized it wasn't doing anything to help him anymore. He sobbed and stilled himself, attempting to just focus on anything but the feeling of the others clothed hard-on rubbing against his own flaccid flesh through his designer jeans.

His eyes turned towards Finn's locker but he couldn't really focus. He groaned softly as he finally just let his eyes slip shut, praying the nausia went away and... even more so... praying Karofsky went away. 

Unfortunately for Kurt it was hard to ignore the grinding, or the dull throb of pleasure that the pressure sent through his flesh. He just prayed that Karofsky didn't realize it was getting to him. Karofsky noticed this, unfortunately, and smirked at Kurt's flushed face as he felt the other start to get hard.

"Mmm... you feel good kitten..." he cooed out, "I can feel you, you know..." he purred into the others ear as he pressed against the others hardening flesh, earning a soft mewl from the smaller male. He chuckled after a moment as he licked his lips, bringing his face down to the others neck as he began to kiss and nip at the flesh there, wanting to turn the skinny boy on more before continuing.

"S... stop..." Kurt let out quietly, his hips instinctively pressing back against the others own after a while, making his protests seem utterly ridiculous. He sobbed after a moment though it was cut off by a soft mewl of pleasure as he let out shallow breaths, blurry eyes slipping shut as the other continued to rub against his now half-hard erection.

Karofsky pulled away from the other males neck after a moment and smirked a bit, chuckling softly before uttering out, "Alright... I'll stop... stop teasing at least," he let out, as he stopped moving against the other who panted softly, letting out a soft mewl when the pleasure stopped, panting as he tried to calm himself. Dave licked his lips as he looked Kurt over, loving Kurt's overly tight jeans which left nothing to the imagination...

"No..." Kurt whimpered out sluggishly, "Let me go... please..." he let out though the protests were weak and Karofsky knew Kurt was giving in already. He knew exactly how to push the other over the edge too and before Kurt knew it both his arms were being held above his head again, held by one strong hand over his wrists.

"Sshhh... It'll be ok," Dave murmured into Kurt's ear, kissing his earlobe and sending a shiver through the frightened, dazed teen. He pulled away from the others ear after a moment and shifted his free hand down, running it over his sweater clad chest before stopping at the bottom of the sweater, pulling it up, as well as the undershirt, with one hand having a only little bit of difficulty.

Kurt sobbed softly and tugged at his wrists a bit, tears slipping down his cheeks before Karofsky squeezed his wrists to keep him still. He pulled the sweater and undershirt up to the others wrists before switching hands so that he could tug the sweater and undershirt off, giving Kurt chance to try and retaliate.

"That's it..." Dave let out as if he was talking to a frightened animal. His lips moved to the others neck again as his free hand wandered down the others chest, moving to one nipple and circling it with a gentle finger, groaning at the sensation of the shiver that ran through Kurt's body.

Kurt let out soft mewls of pleasure at the attention, cheeks dark red as he panted softly, eyes shut and head drooping to the side a bit. He didn't want this but it felt really good and as much as he tried to fight the sensations and fight the other... it just wasn't working and he just... he felt so tired and it was all just too hard.

The truth was though, that part of him actually wanted the other to touch him more... to start rubbing against him again... anything... he just needed the friction right now. It felt good even if he really didn't want it to... and he just... didn't have any fight left in him right now. He felt so sick and weak.

Karofsky smirked a bit at the soft noises the other boy let out and before long his fingers were moving down Kurt's body, drifting light touches all the way down to his navel and further. He stopped at the edge of the others pants, nipping lightly at the bruise he'd created on the others shoulder. His fingers began to tug and fiddle with Kurt's belt after a while, working on undoing and removing it.

Kurt didn't struggle this time as Dave pulled off his belt and let it drop to the ground with his discarded shirt and sweater. He felt lightheaded and couldn't focus or think and with the others hands so close to where he desperately needed to be touched, it was all he could do to keep from pressing up against them.

"You want it don't you..." Karofsky murmured after a moment, looking the horny boy over as he let his fingers drift down to lightly run over the bulge in the others tight black jeans earning himself a soft moan. He almost could have cum right there at the sight of the other and the sounds he made and smirked at the other.

Kurt let out a soft gasp of pleasure at the touches, his hips pressing against the others warm fingers, eyes half-lidded as they stared out blurrily at the wall behind Karofsky. He knew this was wrong but it felt so good... and they'd barely done anything but it still felt so amazing... He hadn't expected it to feel this way truth be told... Sure, he'd touched himself, but this was so different... just the idea that it was someone else touching him was enough to get him hard almost... save for the fact that the someone else was Karofsky at the moment...

Dave let out a soft chuckle as he brought his fingers to undo the button of Kurt's pants, making his actions slow and teasing, watching the blue eyed teen expressions as he did so. Kurt looked good like this... now if only he could get the other to beg... Maybe just a little longer?

Kurt shivered slightly as he felt the button of his pants come undone. He mewled softly and looked away at this point, the fear returning somewhat though he still couldn't find the energy to fight. When he felt the other tugging at his zipper he finally let out a soft whimper and a quiet, "Please... don't..."

Dave narrowed his eyes some as he looked at the other and let out, "No... so stop fucking asking... you know you want this... look how hard you are... you need this as much as I do," he let out, taunting the other, as he moved to tug down his tight jeans, fighting with them a little bit, using his foot before finally getting them down to the others ankles.

He looked the other over at this point, groaning out at the sight of the half-naked form and the hard erection pressing against the others briefs. He ignored Kurt's soft sobs as he let his free hand trace the others shaft through the underwear, earning a gasp from the other as he pressed into the touch with a groan before shaking his head, wincing and pulling away dizzily, pressing himself against the locker again.

Kurt finally managed to get his emotions in check, clenching his eyes shut as he let out short panting breaths. He wanted to throw up, he wanted to pass out, but at the same time... he wanted more. He held back anymore tears as he tried to just... ignore it.. or block it out... anything... He was ashamed that he let things get this far... that he was standing there trembling and hard for the jerk who'd spent the last few months trying to make him feel worthless... It hurt... cause right now he did feel worthless...

Dave smirked a bit when Kurt stopped crying, taking it as a perfect time to continue. He let his free hand press against the others briefs at this point, watching Kurt's face as his hand formed around the others erection through the fabric. He loved the mix of emotions on Kurt's face but most of all he loved the lust he saw there in the others eyes, barely hidden under the surface of the fear and humiliation.

Kurt's entire body was tense as he tried to keep from moving, focusing on keeping his hips and legs exactly where they were. Moving right now was just not a good idea for more then one reason. He was so dizzy and so close to collapsing and any movement he made would just... make it all feel so much better and he didn't want it to feel good even if his body did.

He didn't want to shame himself again by pressing into the others touch. He was so embarrassed right about now and even more so with every passing moment... with every light touch the other gave to his too willing body. He hated himself... he hated Karofsky... and for just a second... he hated Blaine... because it was Blaine's stupid idea to fight back that got him into this situation in the first place... but no... It wasn't Blaine's fault.

"I knew you wanted this," Karofsky whispered into the others ear after a moment or two, "You have absolutely no idea how hot you look right now..." he all but purred as he let his hand rub along Kurt's fabric trapped shaft, his breath ghosting over the others ear. He had the other boy right where he wanted him... and reacting just the way he wanted him to.

Kurt let out a soft mewl, sucking in a deep breath afterwards before biting hip lip. He turned his head to the side, a dazed unseeing look in his blurry blue-green eyes as he tried to keep his composure... but it was so damn hard cause it felt so damn good. As much as he hated this... he also wanted it... just like Karofsky said.

Dave licked his lips as he shifted, watching the smaller male as he moved his hand up from the others bulge to the hem of his briefs. He kept his eyes on the others face as he slowly slipped the briefs down, expecting the other to struggle or at the very least... start crying again... he actually kind of found the others tears adorable... he was always so put together, all high and mighty... He liked seeing the other broken down... but at the same time... he wanted to be the one to make it all better.

"God no... please don't..." Kurt whimpered out as the others fingers began to tug his briefs down to his ankles. His whole body shivered as he turned his head to face the other again. He just stared at the other, a pleading look in his eyes as he murmured out, "Please stop..." He didn't cry, though, and only tugged at his arms pitifully.

He was afraid to be hit again... or worse. He still wasn't sure what was worse... letting the other do what he wanted... or fighting back and being beaten and possibly having the other take what he wanted by force. Besides... he was in no condition to fight back... He felt so... bad... so sick and so dizzy... so tired.

"Shh..." Dave whispered out, leaning forward and pressing his lips to the side of the frightened teen's eye where it was bruised, "I'm not going to hurt you... as long as you do as your told... Don't fight it... you know you want it and fighting me is just going to upset me... you don't want to upset me do you?"

Kurt whimpered softly but shook his head after a moment, which, once again, was a bad idea and just made him groan and clench his eyes shut tightly as he stilled himself again. He didn't want to piss the other off... he just wanted this to be over with. He almost wanted to voice it and tell the other to just finish it already but he kept his mouth shut. He wasn't ready to pretty much give the sick fuck permission to rape him... and as far as he was concerned that was exactly where this was going...

"Good kitten..." Karofsky smirked, using the new pet name he'd chosen. It fit the other really. Kurt was sleek like a cat and was always preening himself like a cat would clean itself. He also had an attitude that could go from sweet and cute to fierce in a matter of minutes. He walked with his head held high and he refused to let anyone push him around if he could do anything about it... so much like a cat... Of course... He'd collared this cat... and he aimed to tame and train it.

Kurt said nothing to Karofsky's words and the bigger male just chuckled softly, his free hand finally moving up to Kurt's hip. The usually pale teen flinched at the touch, looking away again and clenching his eyes shut. His head was still spinning but as much as he tried to focus on that issue... he was too afraid.

Dave just grinned when Kurt flinched and turned away as he let his hand run up and down the others hip before moving around to stroke the others thigh gently, feeling the light tremble under his touch. He wanted to make the other beg... wanted him to moan like the little slut he was.

Karofsky smirked when he heard Kurt's breathing quicken and let his fingers ghost over the others shaft to see the reaction. Kurt mewled, gasping as he pressed into the touch before clenching his eyes tightly shut and shaking his already spinning head, stilling his body again.

"You know... every movement you make just turns me on more..." he whispered to the other boy who let out a trembling whine of dismay. He knew Kurt was struggling with himself right now but he knew the other was enjoying this and he wanted the other to give in and enjoy himself fully.

Kurt bit his tongue and refused to even acknowledge the other. He wanted to just pretend David Karofsky never existed and that he was anywhere but here... somewhere where he was safe with people who loved him. He wanted his dad or Mercedes or even Blaine to just pull him into a hug and never let go... tell him everything was going to be ok and that it had all just been a bad dream.

Karofsky frowned a bit when Kurt tried to ignore him but smirked after a moment, taking the challenge. He didn't bother to be slow this time... He just reached down and grasped Kurt's hardened flesh, letting his fingers and palm move over it, enjoying the twitch he received from the shaft at the attention.

Kurt gasped out, arching against the lockers, unintentionally pressing the lump on the back of his head against it, causing him to whimper in pain. It didn't last long, however, as his eyes snapped open, his mouth gaping for a few seconds before he managed to cough and breathe again. His face went white for a moment before returning to a deep blush as he moaned softly at the others stroking. Dave's hand felt so warm against his already overheated flesh.

"Yes... that's it... feels good doesn't it?" Karofsky smirked as he let his thumb circle the tip of the others throbbing flesh. He could see the others feeble restraints slipping away with every brush of his fingers against the other boys hard erection and he loved every moment of it.

His own shaft was starting to get uncomfortable in his boxers but he ignored that for now as he continued to run his fingers over Kurt's need, watching the emotions run over the other boy's face. He could feel the others muscles tense and strain as he tried to keep from pressing into his touch and he could help but smirk.

Kurt moaned out after a while, head tilting back, though he was careful of the pain this time, as he arched his hips against Karofsky's warm touch. He wanted to scream at the other to stop... to tell him to fuck off and leave him alone but he couldn't fight it... all of this just felt so good. He wanted it... god did he want it. He didn't want it to stop. And besides, he told himself, he felt so sick right now... he couldn't fight back.

"Fuck, you're gorgeous when you're horny," Dave smirked as he let his fingers tighten around the others shaft, his pumping getting faster as the other began to press into his touch. He licked his lips again after a while as he stared at the other. Kurt's head was tilted to the side, turned away from him just slightly, his lips parted a fraction as he let out little gasps, his eyes staring blankly across the room, half-lidded and filled with lust.

"Gotcha..." Karofsky uttered as he continued to stare at Kurt before finally letting the others hard flesh go, earning a keening whimper of protest. He chuckled softly and leaned forward to press his lips to the others own, curious to see if the other would kiss back. While he did this his fingers slipped down to undo his belt, his other hand still holding Kurt to the lockers.

Kurt moaned softly against the others lips, a shiver running through his body as he parted his lips, not really able to focus on who it was doing this. Karofsky had been the first male who'd ever kissed him... but he'd never kissed back that first time. He wasn't coherent enough to consider that kissing back now might not be a good idea... so he just let it happen, pressing into the kiss with a soft groan.

Dave was a bit shocked when the other kissed back but he didn't pull away. Instead he slipped his tongue out to trace the others parted lips before seeking entrance. He was shocked when Kurt allowed it and let his tongue explore the others moist cavern, playing with the others tongue.

They continued to kiss as Karofsky fiddled with his belt, finally managing to undo it. He pulled away to let the two of them breathe at this point, panting softly before letting his lips kiss the others cheek and chin before moving to his neck again, earning a soft moan from the weak boy as he nipped and nibbled at the sore spot on the pale flesh. His fingers, meanwhile, were unbuttoning and unzipping his pants.

Kurt couldn't think anymore... all he could do was feel. The pleasure washed through him and he just didn't want it to stop. He'd never been touched like this and he didn't care right now who it was doing it... just that it was happening and he liked it. It felt so good and the others body against his felt so good and right now all that could make it better was the others hand on his overheated flesh.

Dave watched the other and smirked, knowing he had the other now. Kurt wanted this now as much as he did. He didn't take much more time to slip his pants and boxers down to his ankles, groaning softly as his flesh hit the cool air of the locker room.

Kurt blushed when he realized the other had taken his pants off. He let out a soft mewl, his eyes gazing at the others flesh for a moment before meekly looking away. He wasn't afraid anymore and he knew he should be but he just couldn't find the fear... he wanted this now and he didn't care that Karofsky had hurt him, scared him and threatened to kill him... he wanted this.

"Ready kitten?" he asked with a smirk as he pressed his body to the others own, their shafts touching, causing the smaller boy to gasp out and look up at Dave with unfocused eyes. Karofsky chuckled and grinned as he pressed his lips back to Kurt's for a moment before pulling away and letting his free hand wander down between them, grasping both their heated flesh together in the large hand.

"Please..." Kurt murmured out softly when he felt the other male against him, his eyes slipping shut again. He wanted more... he wanted the other to touch him. When Dave's hand moved between them he couldn't help but let out a gasp, the heat of both the others hand and the others hard shaft against his own, was almost overwhelming.

"How's this kitten?" Karofsky asked with a smirk as he stroked their shafts together, a needy moan escaping Kurt's lips as the other leaned his head forward onto his shoulder. He let a small smile grace his lips for a moment before he moaned himself. This is what he needed... to be with the other... to be this close to the other.

It felt good... both boys couldn't help but start grinding together and before long Dave released Kurt's wrists, bringing his now free hand around Kurt's back to pull him closer. Kurt allowed this and let his hands move up to fist in the shirt Karofsky was still wearing. His forehead rested on the others shoulder, eyes shut as he panted softly, pressing into the movements of the others hand, feeling precum dripping down his shaft.

Karofsky licked his lips, his breathing shallow as he held Kurt close like a lifeline as the pleasure built up. The two of them moaned and pressed against each other, just two bodies seeking friction for the moment, no thought to consequences. All that mattered at the moment was the pleasure they were sharing.

Kurt was the first to tense, moaning loudly as he arched back and came against their chests and Karofsky's hand. Thankfully with Karofsky holding him he didn't arch back and slam his head against the locker again. He mewled after, moaning as the other male continued to stroke him, his body twitching with the overwhelming pleasure as he groaned and went slack against the others body.

Dave panted and moaned loudly as he continued, feeling Kurt erupting against him was all it took... several more strokes and he was spent, gasping and pulling Kurt closer as he spasmed against the others body, his own cum spurting over both of them as well.

Both of them panted at this point and Karofsky smirked a bit, eyeing the exhausted, limp fashionista in his arms. He glanced to his cumsoaked hand after a while and frowned then looked to his shirt and groaned, glad he had an extra set of clothes in his locker.

Kurt was exhausted, dizzy and wanted to collapse right about now but the warm body holding him didn't let go so he just stood there, pressed to Dave's chest, eyes slipping shut as he groaned softly. He still wasn't quite aware enough to start thinking about the consequences of what had just happened... all he knew was that it had felt absolutely amazing...

Karofsky found he didn't want this to end just yet and licked his lips as he glanced to his coated hand again. He wasn't really sure what he was thinking but he wanted to see more... he wanted to hear more from the other male. So he took his hand and slipped it behind the other boy, his other hand moving down to grip Kurt's ass, parting his cheeks.

Kurt let out soft breaths as he rested against Dave's chest, content to just be held right now even if it was Karofsky holding him. He tensed, however, when he felt the other shift and one of the others hand grip his ass. He mewled and blushed as he shook his head a bit, suddenly afraid again but he didn't pull away, or couldn't maybe. He was still very much disoriented and groggy. If he pulled away he was sure he'd collapse.

Karofsky ignored Kurt's whimper, however, and brought his wet hand down between the smaller males cheeks, letting a finger rest against the ring of muscles he found there. He licked his lips a bit as his fingers rubbed around the puckered flesh bringing a shiver from Kurt and a soft nervous groan.

"Shh... I'm not gonna do anything more then this..." he whispered out to the other teen who seemed to be on the verge of freaking out again. He wasn't ready for that anyway... he just wanted to touch the other for now. So with that he continued to rub at the clearly virgin entrance.

Kurt blushed and groaned softly after a while, the sensation of the others finger rubbing at the sensitive flesh sent shivers running through his body and right down to his limp flesh. He pressed back after a while before shaking his head just slightly as to not jar himself as he panted, "N... No more... Please..." he murmured finally, tired and just wanting to rest.

Karofsky pulled away at this point, looking the other over before smiling a bit and giving a nod. He reached down and tilted Kurt's head up and pressed a deep kiss to the others lips before pulling away from him completely, "I enjoyed that kitten... and I'm glad you did too... maybe next time I'll have you begging, hnn?" he asked with a smirk and a wink.

Kurt groaned softly and pressed into the kiss, still somewhat dazed, before the other pulled away. He panted a bit, blushing deeply at his words before watching as Dave turned to head to his locker and grab some clean clothes. Kurt turned away at this point as well and began to fix his own clothing, cleaning himself up a bit at the same time.

He managed pretty well considering how dizzy and sick he felt. He used the wall for support when he needed to and spent most of the rest of the time dressing in a sitting possition on the floor.

Before he left the room he slipped into a bathroom stall, no longer able to hold back the need to be sick. He spent about five minutes there just emptying everything in his stomach. He felt a little bit better afterwards and forced himself to his feet despite the urge to just curl up and fall asleep right there.

Once he was clean and dress he almost bolted out of the locker room and down the hall, one hand against the wall as he moved, though he quickly composed himself and walked normally down the hall, though a little quickly. He headed for his locker to grab his things for the next class, the lunch hour pretty much over.

His body was still trembling but he rested against his locker, head facing it, as he took the last few minutes before class to compose himself and try to will away the blurry vision and the dizziness. He finally forced his usual cold demeanor onto his face... Kurt Hummel wasn't a nobody... he was going places and Dave Karofsky wasn't going to fuck that up.

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