Blaine figured that the fact that he was a waste of time had travelled quickly around the building. That had brought on a whole new type of attention, guys like Sebastian who liked a good challenge. Unlike Sebastian they weren't as willing to give up and let go and, on a few occasions, Sebastian had stepped in to break it up. The act would have almost seemed chivalrous if Sebastian hadn't ended up fucking them instead most of the time. Sebastian himself hadn't tried to get into Blaine's pants since the first attempt and Blaine was relieved at the discovery. Sure he dropped hints and added tons of innuendos whenever they talked, but Blaine could deal with that.

What he gained from dealing with Sebastian was getting to watch his and Kurt's snarky banter, if it could even be called that. That was a friendship Blaine had no idea how it even worked, one minute they seemed ready to kill each other, while other times... other times Blaine swore they had some type of history, that was intimate. Blaine hadn't been able to find out enough details to confirm this because he was too polite to ask and he wasn't even sure he wanted to know the answer. The other reason was that Kurt hadn't been to Feeling for almost two weeks, so long that Blaine had to admit he missed talking to him. So it was a pleasant surprise when Blaine saw Kurt off in the distance when arrived at the club that night and he walked over to him.

“Kurt! Hey!” he called to him with a big grin.

Kurt looked up at Blaine and a smile spread across his face before he could avoid it, which made him begin scowl before he caught it and stopped himself, since it would only confused Blaine. What was with this guy that threw him for a loop so much? Whenever he was around him, Kurt had a hard time keeping his walls up. All he had to do was look at that kind, giving face and the old Kurt inside him began to stir.

Despite this he didn't blow him off or push him away, he was sure he'd figure out how to deal with him soon enough. Blaine certainly wasn't at fault, so he shouldn't be punished for Kurt's stupid mind. “Hey Blaine, nice to see you,” he commented as Blaine came to sit beside him at his empty table.

“Yeah, this place felt more empty lately, where did you go?” Blaine asked, though Sebastian had told him the answer. He just wanted to hear it from the source and confirm what was truth.

Kurt shrugged, “I had a big final project that took all my free time up, well that and work,” Kurt explained.

“You have a job?” Blaine asked, that wasn't surprising except Kurt had never mentioned it before.

“How do you think I afford my wardrobe on top of tuition?” Kurt answered with a smirk.

“Well my clothes are less expensive but yeah I hear you, I have a job too. I work at Sounds of Sheet Music, you can guess what type of store it is by the name,” Blaine replied.

“Ah very you I'm sure, as for me, I work at Trendable, local clothing store, where I get a 40% discount,” Kurt said.

Blaine kept smiling and he hoped Kurt didn't realize or find it odd. It just felt so natural when they were talking like this. Even if they were in a gay bar and had to shout over the music. Then he realized there was no one interrupting them and he looked around. “Funny, I half expected Sebastian to appear out of nowhere and make everything about him by now,” Blaine commented as he searched the room for any signs of the cocky young man.

Kurt grinned happily at that statement. “Oh he was here, you just missed him. I think he was fucking some guy in the bathroom and it seems that wasn't enough, so he left with him to continue elsewhere,” Kurt explained to Blaine.

Blaine saw the big grin on Kurt's face as he told him the news and he began to chuckle and shake his head. “I dunno how you two ended up being friends and I'm not sure I wanna know really. But I have to say, it's surprising,” Blaine admitted sheepishly.

Kurt stared at Blaine in silence for a moment and he took another long drink of his cocktail to make an excuse for the pause. Kurt had decided when it came to his and Sebastian's arrangement, he wouldn't broadcast or suddenly announce it out of the blue. It wasn't that he was ashamed of them hooking up or being 'fuck buddies' as Sebastian had put it. No, Kurt didn't care what anyone thought about anything he did, especially where his sex life was concerned. Just it was private and Kurt was sure if some people found out they'd have a strong opinion about it, which was something Kurt didn't want to hear. He never wanted the word slut to be used to describe him again and this time, he wasn't an innocent virgin. But if someone asked him if he and Sebastian were sleeping together, then he'd tell them the truth and act like it wasn't a big deal, because it wasn't.

But Kurt was hesitant of how to answer Blaine's comment. Since he hadn't outright asked him if his and Sebastian's relationship was physical, but he was dropping hints. That caught Kurt off guard, so much so that something rare occurred -he didn't know what to say or how to react. Still, Kurt could handle any situation, so he just let his response be on instinct and the answer was to shrug casually. “He's a selfish prick but he sort of helped me adjust to this scene and a new lifestyle. Before coming here I was all focused on school and never allowed myself to really have a social life,” Kurt explained.

“Well I can relate to that, I accepted his invite here because my friends kept telling me I'm too uptight,” Blaine admitted.

Kurt laughed lightly, “Well if you want to let loose, this is a good place to be.”

Blaine joined Kurt in his laughter and they finally recovered enough to continue their conversation. “Does that make us lame if we're just sitting here talking about how boring our lives are then? When everyone else is making better use of the location?” Blaine asked playfully.

Kurt looked around the room and he had to admit what Blaine had said was very clearly true. When everyone else was either dancing, flirting or getting far too physical for any other public setting and Kurt sighed lightly. “Probably, but as usual I just follow my number one rule, it makes dealing with life pretty easy,” Kurt replied.

Blaine leaned forward as he looked at Kurt with interest. “What's that?”

Kurt leaned close so Blaine's face was only mere inches apart from his. “Never look back, Never give a fuck,” he told him with a wink.

Blaine began to laugh, “Isn't that two rules then?”

“Yes, but then I don't give a fuck remember.”

Blaine broke out in laughter, before he could recover enough to reply. “Touche, you're a hard one to figure out, Kurt. One minute I think I get a glimpse of the type of person you are. Then you go and say something totally out of character for what I've come up with in my mind and I'm back to square one,” Blaine muttered.

That caught Kurt off guard for a moment and he eyed him suspiciously, no one had ever said anything like this to him before. Well Sebastian might have, but in a far more obvious and uncouth way. “Maybe that's what I'm going for.” Kurt admitted. Kurt watched Blaine as his mouth hung open but when no noise came out, it was clear he had no idea how to respond to Kurt's declaration. Kurt decided it was time to change the subject, he finished his drink and stood up from the table. “Wanna be less lame and go dance then?” Kurt offered.

Blaine made an awkward laugh, “I dunno... whenever I dance the guy I'm with with usually asks me if I want to hook up. So I'm getting tired of having to say I'm not here to get laid,” Blaine admitted.

Kurt made a scoffing nose as he let out a throaty laugh. “My god Blaine, don't you trust me at all?” he asked in amusement.

“Of course I do! It's just... I don't want to turn you away, Kurt. I like spending time with you, without it leading to sex,” Blaine admitted weakly.

Kurt's expression didn't change as Blaine spoke, his gaze remaining serious. “That's fine Blaine, I was just asking you to dance, not to get into your pants. Not that you're not attractive, so you can't blame guys here for trying. But it doesn't always have to be about sex, at least for me, not if you don't want it to be. If you don't make it so complicated sex is just sex and far easier to deal with. I don't really care in the end, doesn't mean we can't dance still, go with the flow. If you ever change your mind though, be sure to let me know,” Kurt explained with a shrug.

Blaine starred at Kurt until he finally nodded and he forced himself to stand. 'Who are you? How did you end up like this? What made you so jaded?' Blaine thought to himself instead of asking out loud. Blaine knew that if he said those words to Kurt, he would have a strong aversion, maybe even leave and Blaine wanted to get to know him better, to get a chance to try to figure him out. Because what little Kurt had let him see so far, Blaine found fascinating, enticing, almost far too tempting. “Okay then, let's flow shall we,” he finally answered and followed Kurt out onto the dance floor.

Though it seemed going with the flow was risky business when your dance partner was Kurt Hummel. It had started innocent enough, Kurt kept a safe distance between them as they moved to the beat. Until the people around them closed in and ended up pushing them against each other, far too close for it to remain safe.

“Sorry,” Kurt stuttered as they stood there pressed up against each other. “Isn't this quaint,” Kurt added with an awkward laugh. He had no idea where his hands should go in such a situation, Blaine's bashful face wasn't helping either.

Blaine nodded, he was too focused on staring into the intense blue eyes right in front of his face for him to speak. The feel of Kurt against his body was effecting Blaine in many ways, causing so many feelings and not all were coming from his brain.

“Should we stop? This is kind of close for dancing, at least the way you probably wanted to,” Kurt offered. He had no problem with grinding up against Blaine like this, but he wasn't about to put any pressure on Blaine and make him uncomfortable. But Blaine surprised him by shaking his head as he wrapped his arms around Kurt's waist suddenly.

“No, this is good... I think you're trustworthy, Kurt,” Blaine replied.

“I'm touched by your faith in me,” Kurt muttered, when in reality it was a struggle not to kiss Blaine's lips at that instant.

The both of them tried to push their desire aside and just focus on dancing, but considering how close they were, things only started to intensify. The heat of the room wasn't the cause of the temperature rising in their blood as they began to grind and lock to the music. Kurt tried to keep it tame but it was no use, the pulsing beat of the music launched them forward. To when the song finished, they ignored the chance to pull apart when the space around them got less crowded. Instead they launched themselves at each other at the same time, their lips meeting with a fierce need.

As Blaine explored Kurt's lips with his own he didn't even think how dangerous this could be, how easy it would be just to give in and sleep with him. Because he could tell Kurt wanted him, he could feel his boner as their hips remained pressed together. Blaine also knew Kurt could tell how hard he was and neither of them cared as they were too focused on kissing. Blaine had never made out so heavily in public before, actually not in private for a long time either. The next song started and the two of them forgot all logic and began to kiss and and dance at the same time. Explosions erupted in his mind like fireworks as they kissed deeply and hard, yet Kurt's lips remained surprisingly tender through it all. Blaine hadn't kissed another guy for what had to be years and he was so glad that it had been Kurt to be the next one. But keeping himself from going so far as to do something he'd regret was hard, harder than his cock was at the moment.

Kurt wasn't fairing any better and he didn't have any luxury or any vows to keep his integrity when it came to sex. Just because Kurt had decided so far he felt no need to have sex with anyone other than Sebastian, didn't mean he was opposed to the whole idea and Kurt wanted to try to change Blaine's mind on the subject very much at that moment. Considering how good he was at kissing, so much that he almost surpassed Sebastian, he was dying to find out if he had the same skills for far better things. Letting his mind go there was an bad idea and Kurt struggled to keep his rising libido under control, his throbbing cock trapped in his pants wasn't helping either.

Kurt knew if he didn't stop he'd do something he'd regret later, or rather Blaine would. “We need to stop Blaine, if your decision from before still stands. I promise I won't be offended if it does. Just... this is too much torture to continue if this is as far as it will go.” Kurt murmured to him as he pulled his mouth off of Blaine's.

Blaine couldn't stop looking at Kurt's lips, he didn't want to stop kissing him. But as alluring as Kurt's mouth was, he couldn't let himself continue, Kurt was right, they needed to stop. Only it was easier said than done. “Right, right,” Blaine finally said with a sigh and he fully pulled away from Kurt as he tried to get his breathing normal again. Blaine let out an awkward laugh and ran a hand through his tousled hair. “Sorry, I don't know what got into me,” he added shyly.

Kurt smirked at him and walked by Blaine; stopping to pat his shoulder lightly. “It's okay, I was as much to blame as you were. No hard feelings?” he asked. But then Kurt realized what he had just said and he groaned. “Sorry, no pun intended I swear. I could use some fresh air, wanna head outside and cool off?” he suggested.

Blaine nodded. “Yeah good call,” he agreed and he followed Kurt to the main entrance. Once outside the pair headed down the street until there were far less people around. They glanced each other and Blaine groaned. “Any chance this doesn't have to get awkward now?” he asked.

Kurt smirked. “I'm fine, it was quite enjoyable actually. You're a good kisser, better than Sebastian I bet,” Kurt replied, though in reality he knew that Blaine was.

“Oh god don't tell him that! He'll want to have a kiss off or something,” Blaine muttered in alarm.

“Don't look at me to be a judge for that,” Kurt warned.

The two of them began to chuckle and the awkward air dissolved between them and that was mainly thanks to Kurt. Blaine glanced over at him and decided to change the subject. “Speaking of competitions, how's it going with your and Sebastian's sing off? Have you picked a song yet?” Blaine asked.

“I have actually, though since you're the judge I can't tell you what it is. But I'll be more than ready to show Sebastian a thing or two in two weeks time.” Kurt answered.

“So I find myself wondering if you're that good a singer why didn't you pursue it after graduating high school?” Blaine asked.

Kurt's body language stiffened with the question and Blaine saw he had hit a nerve. He could see the warmth that had been on Kurt's face a moment ago begin to harden and Blaine realized it was a defence mechanism. “Sorry, I keep asking you all these questions. You don't have to answer that, or anything you don't want too. I just... I don't know... I want to get to know you better, spend time with you. I might not want sex, but I wouldn't mind a friend. Is that even possible? I promise I'll try to not ask anything too personal, I'll do all the talking if you like. Though I warn you once I start it's hard for me to know when to stop,” Blaine told him.

“It's not that... I mean it's just... fuck! Sorry it's really hard to explain. I had a lot of things happen to me, so it's impossible to speak about my past without coming across them. I've just gotten so use to my emotional walls that I can't survive without them anymore. They made it possible for me to leave all my pain and struggles in the dust and come out on top. It's why I really don't have any friends here, close ones anyway. It's just become easy to never let anyone get to know the real me, because then they can't hurt me then.” Kurt said softly. This had to be the first time he had told anyone something like this. “I like you Blaine, I mean... not in a romantic sense. Things got hot and heavy back there but that's a natural response. I'd like to get to know you better too, but I don't know what I can offer you in return,” Kurt continued weakly. “I might just end up pissing you off too much, I'm very sarcastic,” Kurt added as he tried to break the tension with humour.

Blaine's response was to chuckle lightly. He reached out to touch Kurt's shoulder, only for him to flinch and pull away.

“Sorry, reflex... which is stupid because we got way closer back there,” Kurt muttered.

“But that was mutual, Kurt, this doesn't have to be complex, just tell me your number maybe? We can see how it goes from there?” Blaine suggested.

Kurt eyed him suspiciously, “I don't know if that's wise Blaine. You said you're not the type to just sleep around. Well I'm not the dating type, does that change things at all?” Kurt warned.

Blaine shrugged lightly; using his inner actor to try to put Kurt at ease and act like he didn't care. In reality he secretly hoped that he could change Kurt's mind in the future and he tried not to feel guilty about wanting that. “Not at all, could you tolerate having me as a friend Kurt? You can vent to me about Sebastian as much as you like.”

Kurt laughed at that, “Oh fuck yes! You might regret it in the future but I guess I could use an actual friend. I haven't just hung out and talked to someone for a very long time and I have been telling myself I need to be more bold. This goes under that definition I think,” Kurt commented as he brought out his phone to get Blaine's number.

After they exchanged numbers they figured it was a good time to part ways for the night. “So I'll call you okay,” Blaine asked before he went to leave.

Kurt shrugged lightly, like had so many times before, only for the first time he sighed afterwards. “I'd like that.” he admitted weakly. But he quickly recovered and his usual don't give a fuck self returned as he started to walk backwards down the sidewalk. “See yah around, Blaine,” Kurt called and he turned around and didn't look back.

Blaine watched Kurt's figure fade off in the distance and he came to look at Kurt's contact name in his phone. “Right,” he muttered to himself. ____________________________________________________________________________

Kurt felt very odd to be standing on a stage for what had to be a very long time, Kurt knew he hadn't actually sung in front of an audience since graduation. It had taken a petty bet with Sebastian to get Kurt to return to the stage and he tried not to let the fact distract him. He was just glad he had been allowed to use his school's performance space when he wasn't an acting student. Just because it was a vocal competition didn't mean that Kurt just wanted to stand there and sing. No, he and Sebastian decided they'd make it a full blown performance, which suited Kurt just fine. Even when he had given up his Broadway dreams, Kurt Hummel still knew how to put on a show.

As much as he tried to tell himself he could live without singing or performing anymore, it felt good to work on a musical number again. So much that he wasn't holding anything back as he began to practice the choreography he had come up with for the number. It wasn't that Kurt wanted to fuck Sebastian that badly, no, it was more that he wanted to win, just this once. To prove that he had real worth and could shock people into realizing he had talent. That no one would laugh at him or crush his dreams with rejection, that Kurt was something. It didn't matter that there would be no award if he won, that no one aside from Sebastian or Blaine would know he had been victorious. He'd know and that was all that mattered, so

Kurt continued to rehearse all day, both his voice and his body until he was exhausted. The result of his efforts was to stumble into his apartment, almost crawl to the couch and fall face first onto the it with a loud groan. “I'm never getting up from this couch ever again” Kurt moaned with pain. “So I don't know why you're here. Whatever you were hoping for isn't going to happen, Sebastian,” Kurt muttered and he didn't bother to lift his head up to look at him.

Sebastian, who had been standing dead still from his spot at the kitchen counter began to chuckle. “I'm surprised you even noticed me. Actually no I'm not, I'm hard to miss,” he commented snugly.

“I'm too tired to put up with you right now,” Kurt warned.

“Empty threats Kurt, you don't have the energy to kick my ass, like you could though.”

“You'd be surprised by my determination and drive,” Kurt hissed as he finally pulled himself up into a sitting position.

“Why are you so tired? Cause this blows, I had hoped to turn you into a wreck tonight,” Sebastian pointed out.

“How'd you even get in?” Kurt asked as he narrowed his eyes at Sebastian.

“Julie let me in before she left, you should give me a key to avoid that.”

“Like hell I will,” Kurt shouted.

“Not gonna tell me what's turned you into such a weakling? Because your snark is pretty pathetic right now,” Sebastian had to announce.

Kurt's answer was to give Sebastian the finger as he shifted to lie in a more comfortable position. He wasn't about to tell Sebastian the reason. Because if he did he was sure Sebastian would rant off about how Kurt needed to work so much just to try to beat him and that it was futile. “Haven't you got something better to do?” he asked instead.

“No, that's why I'm here, to do you,” Sebastian answered casually.

“What I plan to do is go sleep, so unless you wanna fuck someone who's unconscious go home, Sebastian,” Kurt replied.

“You're no fun you know that, maybe I'll see if Blaine's free,” Sebastian said as he brought out his phone and sent the man in question a text.

“You're still on that?” Kurt groaned in annoyance. Kurt was well aware that Sebastian was still trying to seduce Blaine and so far it had been unsuccessful. In the last week since they had exchanged numbers, Kurt and Blaine had been meeting up regularly, just to talk and hang out as Blaine had put it. As much as he hated to admit, Kurt had come to enjoy those moments a great deal. When he was around Blaine he didn't have to try to act superior or ridged, he had come to realize this instantly. It confused Kurt because he didn't know how to act around him at first, but once he relaxed and just went with it, things had become easier to deal with. The side effect was that when they were alone, Kurt's emotional walls, the ones he had built up so carefully, were slowly coming down, one brick at a time.

“I'm no quitter, I'll get the yes in the end,” Sebastian replied.

Kurt rolled his eyes as Sebastian came over to the couch and hovered over Kurt, looking down at him seductively. Kurt didn't bother to move or protest as Sebastian pushed Kurt to lie back on the couch and came to straddle him as he began to unbutton his top and kissed the exposed skin of his collarbone. Kurt was still too tired to match Sebastian's pace, but he also didn't bother to stop him from kissing him over and over. “What about Blaine?” Kurt hissed as Sebastian rutted against him.

“Hmmm? Oh well I figured I got time to kill till I hear his reply. Up for some frottage at least?” he asked.

Kurt's answer was to moan and buck his hips against Sebastian thigh as Sebastian's mouth settled back down on his neck and Kurt swore under his breath. “Fuck you,” he muttered.

“Not unless you win the sing off remember,” Sebastian whispered. Sebastian then stopped talking altogether as he focused on making Kurt moan and on his own need to release his rising libido. The two of them thrust their hips together and the friction kept building until it was too much to bear as they inched towards orgasm.

As sore as his aching muscles were Kurt couldn't help but rub his erection against Sebastian's cock through the fabric of their pants and he moaned over and over. Until finally he couldn't speak any more and he gave in and came, at least this time Sebastian's orgasm followed his a second later. Sebastian collapsed on top of Kurt with a shudder and Kurt could feel his fast beating heart begin to slow down. Neither of them bothered to move apart or speak at that moment, the effort for either was too much.

Finally the silence was broken when Sebastian's phone began to buzz and vibrate in his back pocket. Sebastian didn't even bother to get off of Kurt as he pulled his phone out to read the text. “Ah here's Blaine's reply... are you dating him or something now behind my back? He says you and him have plans or something,” Sebastian asked.

Kurt swore, he had forgotten they were suppose to meet up for drinks in an hour. “We're not dating, we're... friends...” Kurt muttered defensively.

“Friends like we are?” Sebastian asked as he began to move his hips along Kurt's groin and his cock was stirring from the touch.

“No! There's no sex, we just talk I don't know!” Kurt blurted out. “Do you really think I think you're jealous or something? Or that I'm going to steal him away? You're wrong on both accounts,” Kurt hissed.

“Okay then good, because you're a shitty looser,” Sebastian replied as he began to undo the top button of Kurt's pants and slip his hand down under his boxer briefs.

Kurt ignored the annoying fact that Sebastian knew exactly how to touch him to get him in the mood. As usual Kurt just went with it and he threw his head back with a loud moan as Sebastian pulled his now hard cock out and took him fully in his mouth.

Sebastian was enjoying the experience immensely because Kurt was too tired to give any real resistance. Not that he ever wasn't willing when Sebastian approached him for sex like this, if Kurt wasn't in the mood he'd make it known no matter how tired he was. What resulted was that Kurt simply didn't bother to get too snarly and just let Sebastian take total control and let him do what he wanted. Which so far hadn't happened to much in their sexual encounters, even when Sebastian was always the top, Kurt still knew how to turn things to his advantage. If Kurt was to be considered a bottom, as much as Sebastian hated to admit, he could only be described as a power bottom, usually, this time he was far more subdued and Sebastian liked the change up. It was getting to the point that if Kurt ended up losing their bet he'd let him top finally either way, but he wasn't about to let Kurt know that.

Kurt was too tired and too focused on what Sebastian was doing with his mouth on his cock to protest anyway. He hoped if Sebastian got his way he'd leave Kurt alone in peace soon enough and he'd be allowed to sleep finally. “Unless you have a condom and lube hidden somewhere, blow jobs and frottage are as far as this is gonna go,” Kurt told him.

Sebastian suddenly stopped deepthroating Kurt's cock and a smug smile spread across his face as he pulled two small packages out of his other back pocket. “Now that you mention it, I'm always prepared for a random fuck.”

Kurt started to roll his eyes but Sebastian began to pump Kurt's cock with his hand and he was caught off guard. He growled hungrily in his annoyance because Sebastian wasn't taking his own pants off to start and he realized he was waiting for Kurt's permission, which shocked him. “Yes you can fuck me!” he shouted in frustration, which was more like an order.

Sebastian didn't even bother to say anything, instead he gazed down at Kurt and his normal cocky smile spread across his face. He pulled himself up to unzip his fly and pull his pants and boxer briefs down enough to expose his hard cock. With that done he began to pull off Kurt's own pants, which for once weren't tight since he had been rehearsing and he was still wearing his workout clothes. Once they were off and the bottom half of Kurt was fully naked he threw the clothes to the floor and opened up the condom package. Kurt surprised him by pulling up and took over rolling the condom on, leaving Sebastian free to cover Kurt's hole with lube and his own cock afterwards.
Kurt shifted as Sebastian pulled at his hips and placed a cushion under his back to get a good position and once it seemed he was content he began to slowly push into Kurt. He had expected their coupling to be fast and frantic, instead it was so slow it could almost be considered tender as Sebastian began to slowly thrust back and forth into him. “What are you playing at here, Sebastian?” Kurt asked.

Sebastian's smug expression never changed as he pushed back into Kurt, causing him to let out a loud moan. “I don't see you complaining, what I'm not allowed to be lazy either?” he muttered.

Indeed Kurt wasn't complaining in the least as Sebastian continued his slow and sleepy pace as he pushed his hips back and forth into Kurt. Nor did Kurt complain when he leaned down and kissed Kurt deeply, or when his mouth began to kiss his Adam’s apple and he sucked on Kurt's collarbone. Kurt was far too tired to do anything but lie there and process the whole sensation, it was both amazing and unnerving at the same time. It was as if he was almost getting a glimpse of what sex in an actual relationship was like and that was dangerous territory. Not that there was any risk that Kurt would start to fall for Sebastian, he was confident that would never happen. No, the danger was he would start wanting more in general, from someone else, which was stupid. Though it seemed that Kurt was worrying over nothing because it seemed Sebastian was reaching his limit.

Sebastian was through taking it slow anymore now that he was reaching orgasm, so he pulled himself off of Kurt's neck and planted his hands firmly on either side of Kurt on the couch and began to quicken his pace. All Kurt could manage to do in reply was grab hold of Sebastian's arms and wrap his legs around his waist as they rocked together. “You about ready to come or pass out?” Sebastian growled.

“Both!” Kurt moaned as he felt himself edging closer and closer to release. “Fuck I'm gonna come!” he shouted.
But for the first time Sebastian beat him to it when he swore loudly as he came. Kurt's reaction was to smirk at him lightly. “Well that's a first,” he taunted.

“I'd shut up if you want to come, I could just pull out and leave you hanging,” Sebastian warned.

“Fine sorry, blame it on my lack of energy,” Kurt hissed. “Now finish what you started!” he pleaded as he took his hands and brought them to start to pressing Sebastian's ass forward to get him to keep moving.

Sebastian smirked at him but he complied and began to thrust into Kurt again, only they finally realized that Sebastian's phone was ringing. Sebastian didn't stop though, “I bet that's Blaine, calling to see why I didn't text him back. Should I answer it and tell him why I didn't? Bet he'd love to hear your moaning,” Sebastian asked.

Kurt wanted to tell him to fuck off but he still wanted to come, “Not till I come,” he hissed. It took three more thrust, which Sebastian hardly put any effort in, but his hand on Kurt's cock did the trick for Kurt to finally come himself and he slumped back down on the couch, totally spent. “Finally,” he groaned weakly. “Next time you decide to fuck me when I'm worn out, do it so it's over faster,” Kurt complained to him.

Sebastian climbed off of Kurt and shrugged at him, “God you're a bitch when you're sleepy,” he muttered as he tied off the used condom.

“You better throw that away properly! I don't want to find it chucked on the floor, or worse for Julie to,” Kurt warned.

“Yes Mom,” Sebastian replied smugly as he walked over to the kitchen and threw the condom in the garbage under the sink. Afterwards he went to the fridge and took a beer can as his payment and took a long drink. “So you gonna call Blaine?” he asked casually.

“I'm torn, I don't want to blow him off and ignore him. But I have to save my energy to just make it to the bedroom to crash,” Kurt mumbled in annoyance.

“Well I'm not carrying you,” Sebastian said.

“I'm not asking you too, I can make it on my own thank you,” Kurt snapped back, but he still groaned like an old man as he pulled himself off the couch, grabbed his discarded pants and underwear and began to stumble off like the walking dead over to his bedroom. “See yourself out,” Kurt called when he finally disappeared fully into his room.

Sebastian shook his head and he retrieved his phone from his back pocket and answered it with one hand, while the other finished putting his pants back on. He ignored the state his pants were in from the frottage before as well. He had no problem walking home like this either. “Hey Blaine, Kurt's not gonna be able to see you tonight. He's too tired from rehearsing for the sing off, I guess my talent is freaking him out,” Sebastian told him over the phone. Kurt hadn't told him the reason why he had been so tired when he arrived home, but it could only be that, at least at the start.

“Oh okay, is he alright though?” Blaine replied, he was surprised that Kurt hadn't called him or at least text him the information himself.

Sebastian made his way over to Kurt's bedroom, opened his door up and peered inside. Kurt was sprawled across his bed, though he had managed to drape his duvet over his now naked body, already passed out and asleep. “He's fine, seems he worked up a real sweat tonight. So he's asleep now and I'm not waking him, I can only imagine his snark when he's all cranky from lack of sleep,” Sebastian muttered, which he had actually already experienced first hand when Kurt had crashed at his place for the first time instead of just going home. “But I'd be happy to be his substitute for the evening, it's a far better exchange. What do you say to that?” Sebastian said as he laid on the charm.

“Uh sure, yeah why not,” Blaine answered.

“I just need to go home and shower, meet me in 40 minutes at my place. I'll text you where that is.”

“Right, see you then,” Blaine said and he heard Sebastian hang up on the other end. He couldn't be sure but he swore that Sebastian had been hinting at something, something that once again Blaine wasn't sure he wanted to find out what it was. Just the comment about Kurt working up a sweat and how Sebastian somehow knew he was asleep and the tone Sebastian had said it in. Made him think once again that Sebastian and Kurt were more than mere friends who barely tolerated each other. That maybe they could tolerate one another because they were having sex, or had at some point. Blaine tried to tell himself if that was the truth it didn't matter, yet he couldn't stop thinking about it.

Blaine sighed and made his train of thought stop dead in its tracks. Once again he was over thinking things and he was determined that he'd keep things simple this time. Kurt was only his friend and he still didn't want to sleep around, with Sebastian or anyone else. Not even Kurt, but he had tested Blaine's self control a lot the night they kissed on the dance floor. Blaine quickly pushed that memory out of his mind, he didn't want things to get awkward between them because of it. Firstly because Kurt wasn't affected by it and Blaine wanted to stay his friend. To do that, he needed to make his wandering mind behave.

“Nothing’s changed,” Blaine told himself, only deep down he was unsure if that was true. ________________________________________________________________________

Kurt ended up calling Blaine the next morning to apologize and reschedule their drink meet up to become a coffee one instead for the next day. So now the pair were sitting in Kurt's local coffee shop talking away about nothing in particular, just enjoying one another's company. Kurt was grateful that Blaine wasn't asking him anything too personal. Instead he began to ramble on and on about his own life and Kurt found himself enjoying just listening to him talk. Kurt couldn't even feel jealous or envious about Blaine's fortunate life or how easily he could share himself. He had quickly learned it was hard to feel anything but ease around Blaine. When Blaine was finished the two of them changed their discussion to something they could both relate to; final exams.

“Oh my god I thought I'd pass out from my graphic design final project.” Kurt moaned to Blaine. “I kept spazzing like crazy! It was embarrassing!” he muttered.

“Oh yeah I bet I can top that, ask Nick sometime, I looked like a zombie for my last exam!” Blaine replied with a sheepish grin.

“Thank god it will all be over soon, then summer break will be here finally,” Kurt said with a sigh.

“Got any plans? Like heading home for a bit?” Blaine asked.

Kurt opened his mouth to say no when they he was interrupted by a familiar cocky voice. “Here's where you two have been hiding,” Sebastian said as he sat down at their table beside Blaine, with a coffee in hand.

Kurt just looked at him, not even bothering to change his expression. “We can't come here anymore,” he joked to Blaine with a groan.

“You could just call us?” Blaine pointed out.

“No, I know you, or at least Kurt, he'd use the warning to make himself scarce,” Sebastian answered.

Kurt rolled his eyes at that and Sebastian grin widened, “Don't deny you wouldn't,” Kurt's confirmation of this was to finger him with glaring eyes as he took a long drink of his mocha. “See, you're so fucking predictable sometimes.” Sebastian told him. “Anyway I am here for a reason, here,” Sebastian said as he slid something along the table in front of Kurt.

Kurt ignored it at first but he finally looked down at the piece of paper, which seemed to be some sort of ticket.

“It's a ticket to my school’s, sorry our school’s,” Sebastian began and he nodded to Blaine to acknowledge that they went to the same school. “Production of Flashdance, which I am starring in. It's the final show tonight, thought you might want to show up and see how talented I am,” Sebastian explained.

Kurt made a scoffing noise; he was torn on what his answer would be, because deep down he had to admit he still loved musicals. “I hope whoever you play goes through hell because I'd love to see that stupid grin wiped off your face for once,” Kurt muttered. “But Flashdance really? That wasn't a well known production, I bet most people don't know it was ever made into a musical. So I admit that makes it more appealing to see...” Kurt muttered.

Blaine was remaining oddly silent during the invitation, which was because Blaine had planned to invite Kurt to the show himself. Even when he was only in the band he still was looking forward for Kurt being there as his guest. But it would be silly to get all mopey or disappointed over it he quickly realized. So when Kurt turned to look at him he just smiled back at him, like the exchange he had been watching amused him, which it had.

“Did you get roped into going too?” Kurt asked.

“Blaine's in the band, musical back up,” Sebastian answered for him.

“I didn't ask you!” Kurt hissed.

“Nick’s in it too,” Blaine added.

“Oh is he playing Nick?”

“No, that would be awesome right? He's got a minor role, but he's good.”

“I bet I know who Sebastian's being... Jonny! I mean that's so him,” Kurt taunted as he eyed Sebastian with a smug smile.

“I know right! And you are right, you gotta admit he'd make the perfect strip club owner,” Blaine replied with a laugh.

“It's like we're seeing into his future,” Kurt added.

Sebastian's smile never left his face during Kurt and Blaine's teasing exchange. “You done yet?” he asked.

“Oh look we've hurt his feelings.” Kurt started but he sighed. “Only there's no chance of that happening. Anyway yes, I'll go watch to the show,” Kurt answered.

“Sorry you'll have to go alone,” Blaine said with an sympathetic smile.

Kurt just shrugged as he finished his coffee, “I'm used to it, I'll be fine,” Kurt answered casually. _______________________________________________________________________________

Come the evening Kurt found himself driving to San Francisco University to go see a musical where he knew three people in the show. Sure one of those so called friends was a selfish prick but Kurt had come to accept the fact that in some small amount, he considered Sebastian Smythe a friend now. After Kurt parked his car he headed over to the auditorium and pushed his way past the crowd of people doing the same. Kurt had to admit there was quite a show for the production, though he guessed this was usual for the school.

Kurt presented his ticket at the entrance and headed to find his seat and he was surprised to see that Sebastian had gotten him what had to be the best seat in the house. But then that made him stand out a lot, considering he was there alone, so that wasn't so surprising knowing Sebastian. Kurt couldn't help but notice all the stupid couples, but at least not all of them were hetero, all around him, making him want to barf. Luckily his salvation came when Blaine suddenly appeared off in the distance and shuffled passed the still empty seats to sit beside Kurt.

“Hey Kurt! I'm glad you made it,” Blaine told him.

“I said I would so here I am, I'm impressed by the turn out though. Is this a usual thing?” Kurt asked.

Blaine nodded, “Yes, especially since it's the last show of the school year. Your department at AAU must have something similar with a fashion show right? Wish I could've seen that...”

Kurt winced slightly; he hadn't even of thought to invite Blaine or Sebastian to his class fashion show. “Sorry, I didn't even think... I didn't know you'd... sorry,” Kurt muttered as he fought to explain himself properly.

Blaine's response was to chuckle lightly and he patted Kurt's shoulder. “It's fine, you had a lot on your mind. Just invite me to the next one kay?” Blaine assured him.

Kurt shrugged to hide how much the fact that Blaine wanted to see his work affected him. “Alright,” he answered as he tried to sound casual.

Blaine was about to say something when he heard his name called, Blaine glanced back to see a group of youth urge him to return to behind the stage. “Sorry I need to get back, wait for us after the show okay? Sebastian wants to go out afterwards, hope you enjoy it Kurt, thanks for coming.” Blaine muttered as he flashed Kurt a quick smile and then dashed off out of view.

Kurt smile faded when Blaine was gone and his normal neutral look of disinterest returned. He was being childish, there was no reason for his sudden foul mood, or was there? Kurt wasn't about to admit it so he simply shifted further down in his seat, brought out his iPhone and waited as he tried to distract himself until the show would start. After what seemed like eons Kurt noticed the lights begin to darken and the room went silent until applause broke out as the first person stepped out onto the stage. Kurt hated to admit it, but as the show went on it was clear that Sebastian was extremely talented. That just made him that much more annoying though, he needed an ego boost like Kurt needed more attitude. When the iconic song that gave the show its title; Flashdance started, the lyrics struck a cord in Kurt, starting a long train of thought in his mind. All because of one word; Feeling.

It was almost uncanny how that word could describe what his life had become. The most obvious point being that he had met Sebastian in a gay club with the same name. That as much as Kurt had gotten use to being alone since coming to this city for school, Kurt had come to accept and even appreciate the two men who were now in his life and the change they brought. Both of them brought up different sensations and thoughts in Kurt as well. With Sebastian it was all physical, his sexual needs were well sated through their casual relationship. Neither of them were looking for more, neither hoping for more, it was simple and had no pressure. As much of a test Sebastian was on Kurt's temper, their friendship kept him grounded. Reminded him that becoming who he was now had been the right path to take. When Sebastian touched him in their heated embraces, no, when they were fucking, there was no need to romanticize what they did with pretty words. When they fucked it made Kurt feel alive, that he was allowed to feel good, because he had worth. Of course he knew other people, especially his father, wouldn't agree with him, but as usual, Kurt didn't care.

Kurt's eyes had begun to search for Blaine and when he found him at the piano, Kurt's thoughts turned to the second man in his life. If his relationship with Sebastian was all physical, then that meant that when it came to Blaine, his feelings were emotional. But not romantic, Kurt told himself, no, romance was still dead and buried in his mind, along with crushed dreams. But the platonic feelings he had begun to notice since befriending Blaine were like a breath of fresh air. It felt somewhat familiar, or rather, nostalgic for Kurt, back to when he was naive and optimistic.

Blaine in a sense reminded Kurt of the guy he used to be, or the one he had wanted to be, if things had turned out better for him. If it had been anyone else Kurt might have judged him for that fact, but as usual Blaine seemed to bring out the best in people, Kurt included. Right away Kurt had come to notice he could relax around Blaine, be more himself without the usual fear of getting hurt. Kurt was sure Blaine could never hurt someone intentionally, it wasn't in his nature. But that had brought an alarming side effect, Kurt felt pulled in so many directions because of Blaine. It was off setting at times, the idea of exposing himself so much to one person, no matter how genuine they were. Kurt's mind constantly screamed at him that he had to remain aloof, ridged, if he wanted to remain strong. That if he let his emotional walls come down, even just a little, he'd never get them fully back up. Despite all of this, Kurt wanted to spend time with Blaine, be his friend. To meet up casually and talk about their shared interest and their daily lives. Heck having Blaine around made it more bearable to cope with Sebastian as well.

“What a feeling indeed, only how to I deal with all of them?” Kurt muttered to himself as the song ended. Of course his mind had no answers, he was just glad that neither of the feelings he had for either young man were romantic, or was that the start of his problems? That despite his best efforts to put the hopeless romantic inside him to rest, somewhere, on some level, hope still remained. What part of his subconscious was hoping for, Kurt wasn't completely sure, he had his theories, but thinking about it further would mean he'd have to accept that they were real. Kurt Hummel didn't run. He wasn't a quitter, as his dad had put it, no one pushed the Hummels around. But how does one stop running from yourself?