After the surviving, though the word could be used lightly in some cases, of another onslaught of final exams, all the student body of AAU and USF could do was try to relax and wait to discover if all their hard work hhad paid off. So when June 4th had at last arrived, marking the big reveal of their final grades, the real celebrating, or panicking, could at long last begin. The proof of this fact was visible at Feelings where at one of the tables, 5 worn out youths were sitting with drinks in hand as their energy began to slowly return. Their spirits were renewed with the fact that they had three months of freedom over the summer to recover. Needless to say they were eager to make up for lost time and celebrate their finishing another term with passing grades. Even when their finals had been over for almost two weeks now, the grade results officially marked the end of another school year.

Sebastian looked around the table and grinned at the people sitting around him. “Gentlemen...” he began as he held up his beer, only to be interrupted by Kurt clearing his throat as he pointed to Stephanie. Sebastian rolled his eyes, “Fine, and female... I'd like to propose a toast. Another term has come and gone and we all came out on top, well almost,” Sebastian commented as he winked at Kurt, who chose to ignore the jab. “I don’t know about any of you but I aced all my finals and that's enough for me to celebrate. Now there's just one more year before I get out of this town and start my bright future. So I say we all toast to that, to the future and whatever it brings,” he finished.

Everyone else had to agree it was a good thing to toast to, even Kurt, so they all raised their glasses and clinked them together in unison,“To the future,” they all cheered together in approval.

“And to our graduate year! Well except for Kurt who's only got another year to go, so he's stuck here for longer than the rest of us,” Sebastian teased.

“A whole year without you around to annoy me, I'm looking forward to it already,” Kurt replied.

“I'm going into my third year too for the record, not that you care,” Stephanie added with a smirk.

“And who says I plan on leaving right away when I graduate, I happen to like it here,” Blaine commented.

Kurt had already stopped listening to the conversation by this point; his mind was too wrapped up in how much his life had changed in the last 6 weeks. 6 weeks, it felt so long ago now; so much had changed while plenty of things were still the same. He was still the standoffish and snarky young man he had become to survive. The new location and freedom it brought had taken some adjusting to, but it hadn't worn him down and made him soft. Even when Kurt had to admit he thoroughly enjoyed how his life was now, he reminded himself he could never let his guard down or ever dare to dream again. The changes to his life at first were superficial, him losing his virginity, having a social life. But how those changes had affected him, proved they were bigger than he was allowing himself to think they were. Kurt's wandering mind was brought back to the table when he heard his name called. Kurt blinked and he realized Nick had asked him a question. “Sorry what? I spaced out there for a second,” he apologized.

“I said with exams done, there's the next big event to happen, you ready for it?” Nick asked him.

Kurt's blank face changed to a superior grin and he glanced at Sebastian before looking back at Nick. “Oh yes, I'm ready to come out victorious.”

“In your dreams, Kurt,” Sebastian replied.

“What are you guys talking about?” Stephanie asked.

“Kurt and Sebastian are having a singing competition this Friday in our auditorium. Winner gets... wait what does the winner get?” Blaine answered.

Sebastian gestured for Kurt to answer and he glared at him in response, there was no way he was telling them the actual answer. He also didn't want to outright lie, so as usual he merely shrugged. “Nothing of any real importance. The real reward will be seeing Sebastian's face when he sees me up on that stage and knows he's boned,” Kurt replied with a smirk, he had worded his answer so only Sebastian would catch the hidden meaning.

“Blaine's the judge and man I don't envy you,” Nick added.

Blaine's cheerful smile never left his face. “Oh I'll be fine, I'm looking forward to it,” he said.

“Okay enough chatter let's go celebrate! Come Nick let's go dance and show this gay club a thing or two,” Stephanie suggested as she grabbed his arm and pulled him up to stand.

“Just control yourselves, we don't want people puking on the floor,” Sebastian warned them.

“Like you can talk, when have you ever shown any control?” Kurt asked.

As usual Sebastian's cocky look remained, as it was impossible to affect him and that made Kurt that much more frustrated as time went on. It also made him that much more determined to see that smug smile wiped off his face when he came out on stage to sing.

“You'd be surprised by how much mercy I've shown in my life. Of course people just think about themselves and how fucked up their lives are. Am I to blame for not caring about that? No, I'm not. You say you don't give a fuck Kurt, but you're not fooling anyone, you care, you just hide it with snark. The way I see it, living your life the way you want to isn't being evil, what's evil is when people judge you for it. When it comes to control, you just gotta set up lines, not cross them and the rest of the world doesn't matter,” Sebastian explained.

Kurt and Blaine gaped at Sebastian with their mouths wide open in shock; it was like Sebastian had grown a second head, one that spoke wisdom. Mind you it was still wrapped up in his usual selfish ideals, but neither of them could deny some of what Sebastian had told them had a ring of truth to it.

“Uh... wow... that was deep Sebastian,” Blaine muttered as he tried to recover from the sudden onset of shock.

“What can I say, I'm a giver,” Sebastian replied with a shrug. “It would be a sin to not share perfection like mine, to the worthy ones anyway.”

“And we're back,” Kurt mumbled.

“If you two buzz kills are just going to sit here with your mouths wide open and not want a cock in them, I'm finding better company for the evening. See you both tomorrow and Kurt, better practice your bitchy loser face now,” Sebastian told them as he poked Kurt in the ribs and strutted off to start his hunt for the evening.

Kurt sighed and he gestured to the waiter to order another drink. “God why did I ever talk to that fucker,” Kurt moaned.

“Because he's annoyingly charming?” Blaine offered.

That cause Kurt to groan even more, sure Blaine was right, but there was a more truthful answer; Sebastian knew how to fuck, but Kurt kept that fact to himself. “Hmm? Yeah whatever. Don't let him try to sway your mind for tomorrow’s competition,” Kurt warned him.

Blaine made a scoffing noise, though his face showed he was joking and knew Kurt had been too. “I won't, I mean my honor is at stake here. Besides anything Sebastian could offer to me isn't anything I'd want, I have my pride,” Blaine answered.

Kurt froze the instant Blaine finished the sentence, Blaine having no idea how close the comment hit home for Kurt. He made himself shrug it off for two reasons, one: Kurt didn't regret sleeping with Sebastian or that he still continued to on a casual basis. No, pride wasn't involved at all in that choice, it was Kurt's life and Blaine was allowed to have his own opinions and choices. Neither of them made Kurt's own decisions concerning sex wrong ones. Just as Kurt didn't judge Blaine for refusing to give into pleasure and make everything less complicated, that he actually wanted feelings and romance.

He was naive and reminded Kurt of his teenage self, but it was impossible for Kurt to dislike Blaine, even after such comments of pride. Two; Blaine still was unaware that Kurt and Sebastian had a physical side to their friendship and Kurt wasn't about to educate him. Not that he felt the need to hide it; Kurt just knew Blaine would feel horrible about his comment if Kurt told him. So as usual, Kurt just shrugged and didn't make a big deal of it. “Hey to each his own,” he replied.

Blaine had noticed Kurt’s subtle reaction to his comment and was relieved to see he was worrying over nothing. Never the less he decided to divert the conversation just to be sure. “I have to admit I'm actually really looking forward to hearing you sing.”

Kurt's eyebrows perked up in surprise at the comment; only this time his reaction was positive. “Really?” he asked with a small smile.

Blaine nodded; finding Kurt's surprise endearing. “Yes Kurt! I mean I've already heard Sebastian sing, but not you. Though that doesn't make me any less excited to see you! I'm dying to hear what you sound like, see what type of performer you are. I'm curious if it will match with what I'm imagining,” Blaine admitted.

Kurt for once didn't get defensive, he merely smiled and he unintentionally showed a side of himself to Blaine that no one had seen for years. “I... I don't know what to say, only I hope I live up to your expectations, Blaine,” Kurt stuttered in reply.

Blaine ended up ordering them a round of drinks and held out his glass in front of Kurt. “Here's to finding out then, but I have a feeling you'll exceed it, Kurt.”

Kurt clinked his glass against Blaine's and he fought the doubt that was forming in his mind. No, he was going to win and at the moment he didn't care that winning meant he'd get to fuck Sebastian. Winning meant that he'd be able to prove that Blaine's assumption was correct and Kurt wanted it to be, far more than he was willing to admit. “To living up to all our expectations,” Kurt replied. __________________________________________________________________________________________________________________

Come Friday afternoon Kurt was ready to face Sebastian and his smug smile head on when Kurt showed up in the auditorium at USF. Only he wasn't able to start on schedule when Sebastian was late to arrive. Finally, Kurt turned to look at Blaine who was sitting beside him in the front row of the audience. “I'd love to point out I should probably win by default here... but then that's no fun, or satisfactory. I want the both of you to be blown away by my talent,” Kurt commented.

“He'll show, just when he's good and ready I guess,” Blaine assured him.

“I'm touched by how well you know me, Blaine,” A voice from beside them said in reply.

Blaine and Kurt craned their head back to see Sebastian walk down the aisle and stop in front of their seats; a duffel bag slumped over his shoulder casually. Kurt eyed him up and down and noted he didn't look any different than usual, not that Kurt did either. “How nice of you to come,” Kurt simply replied. For once he didn't bother with a witty remark, it wasn't needed.

“Cocky much, Kurt? Is my superior personality rubbing off on you?”

“Not on your life.”

Blaine stood up and sighed. “Guys save it for the stage okay. You're acting like we're back in high school and at Nationals or something,” Blaine pointed out.

“Already lived that, oh did I never mention my glee club the New Directions won Nationals my senior year,” Kurt told them.

“Did you get a solo for it? Because if not then it's hardly brag worthy,” Sebastian replied.

“Stop it the both of you! Your banter is getting old real quick here. I'm going to flip a coin to determine who goes first. Get ready to call it,” Blaine interrupted as he brought out a quarter. He flipped it up in the air and pointed to them both.

“Heads,” Sebastian called with a grin.

Kurt just shook his head in reply; the sexual innuendo laced in with the word was so obvious it was annoying. But Kurt forgot all about it when Blaine caught the coin, placed it on his hand and showed them both the results.

“And we have tails, your choice Kurt,” Blaine announced.

“You go first Sebastian, you're used to it,” Kurt told him smugly.

“Except where it counts,” Sebastian replied.

Kurt noticed Blaine was glaring at them so he relented and didn't make a witty comeback. “Just an FYI, I'm going to need a lot of set up time after Sebastian's finished. But it's all worth it in the end, I promise you that. Anyway good luck, Sebastian. May the best man win,” Kurt said as he held out his hand in front of Sebastian like a peace offering.

Sebastian took his hand and shook it without hesitation. “Thanks, I intend to.” he muttered and headed off to go get dressed. “I won't be long, unlike Kurt I know how to use my time efficiently,” he called to them before he disappeared out of side.

“This is going to be very interesting,” Blaine muttered as he glanced at Kurt.

“To say the very least,” he agreed. __________________________________________________________________________________________________________________

Sebastian appeared on stage about twenty minuets later wearing a stylish grey jacket and blue jeans. It was nothing spectacular but the look worked for Sebastian, almost made him look clean cut and normal. Though the innocent image was shattered the second Sebastian's smug grin spread across his face when his eyes fell on Kurt and Blaine in the audience. Blaine had moved to the middle where a desk was placed, much like the auditorium at William McKinley had. Kurt was sitting a row down at the edge of his right side. Blaine said he wanted his full attention to be on the performance so he could judge properly. Kurt found how serious he was being about judging the competition quite adorable, a word Kurt rarely used to describe anything anymore. It certainly wasn't a word that Kurt would ever use to describe the young man on stage. There were no props of any kind, just the mic stand and Kurt suddenly began to worry that he had gone over the top. But he reminded himself it was too late now to back down, he'd just be a bit more theatrical.

Sebastian stepped up to the mic and his eyes fell on Blaine, ignoring Kurt all together. “Right, sit back and watch a master Blaine, so when the media is looking for charming stories before I got famous, you'll have one to tell,” he told Blaine with a wink.

Kurt began to shake his head, but kept a professional smile on his face. In reality he wasn't angry at Sebastian's confidence. It got annoying and repetitive over time but in some small sense Kurt envied him, how nothing could phase him, make him loose his superiority. Of course it was wrapped around a self-absorbed package that cared little for the feelings of others and that was why Kurt didn't envy Sebastian completely. It might work for him, but as hardened as Kurt had become, he knew he'd never become another Sebastian and Kurt was thankful for that fact.

Blaine had no idea what song Sebastian would end up singing, he and Kurt had tried to guess earlier but it hadn't helped. All they could agree on was whatever song he chose would be full of innuendos and most likely have sexual undertones. Sure enough as Sebastian got in position and the music started. Blaine recognized the song instantly and he flashed Kurt an amused smile, who returned it and he began to roll his eyes. Trust Sebastian to choose Fever by Adam Lambert for the sing off.

Like when Kurt had watched Sebastian performance during Flashdance, it was clear to him that Sebastian could sing. He had a skilled voice and as he began to dance, some of the moves being very complex, it was clear that overall he was a good performer. Of course it was hard to praise Sebastian when the bastard tore his eyes away from Blaine and focused on Kurt during a number of the song's lyrics, some being; sexual tic-tac-toe and m�nage � trois. Kurt just rolled his eyes like he did in reaction to many things Sebastian did but he never looked away from the stage. As the song was reaching its end Kurt glanced over to Blaine and began to chuckle at what he saw.

Blaine, always the lover of music, was bopping his head along to the beat with a big grin on his face. It was amazing how the sexual undertones of the song and the looks Sebastian constantly gave him had no effect on him. The flirtations aside, Blaine had to hand it to Sebastian; his voiced matched Adam's songs perfectly. If this was an actual show choir competition Blaine knew he'd have a very hard dilemma on his hands and this was before he had seen Kurt's turn to compare. Even when he was just doing a favour, Blaine wanted to be a good judge, but it wasn't going to be easy. When the song finished Blaine shot up from his chair clapping. “That was awesome Sebastian! You really nailed it!” Blaine shouted.

Kurt groaned when Blaine said the word nailed and the look it brought to Sebastian's face. He stood up himself, cutting Sebastian off before he could give a sensual come back. “You were pretty good,” Kurt admitted to him. 'Just not good enough,'Kurt thought to himself.

Sebastian grabbed a towel from his bag and began to wipe the sweat off his face and neck and he grinned widely. “High phrase indeed then, think you can top me, Kurt?” he asked, once again the inside knowledge of what the winner got was clear to only them, so it flew right over Blaine's head.

Kurt wanted to keep Blaine ignorant so he ignored the comment and shrugged. “Oh I think so, but I'll let you be the judge of that. So yeah this is going to take me a while to set up, maybe have a coffee break or something, just don't run off Sebastian,” Kurt said as he stood up and headed over to the stage. When they crossed paths on the stairs, Kurt handed Sebastian enough change for a drink. “My treat.” he whispered with a grin. Kurt turned to look back at Blaine. “I'd buy you a drink too but that might be seen as bribery and Sebastian would bitch about it,” Kurt explained.

Blaine let out a small laugh in response. “I'm good thanks, go start your preparations,” Blaine replied.

“Right and no peeking! I'm bringing the curtain down and everything, the surprise will just add to the effect,” Kurt called out as he headed to the side and the curtain began to drop down, hiding the stage.

Sebastian met with Blaine at the edge of the row of seats and smirked at him playfully. “Who knew he was such a diva?” he commented.

Blaine just smiled at him; this was a side of Kurt he had never seen before, the usual snark and superiority aside. This was Kurt Hummel the performer and Blaine was anxious to see how this part of Kurt operated.

It took forty minuets for Kurt to get everything set up and ready, both with his wardrobe and the stage. He was surprised but relieved that neither Blaine nor Sebastian tried to sneak behind the curtain, though he knew Blaine wouldn't. Now finally, he was ready, Kurt Hummel had returned to the stage and though it was only to an audience of two, it didn't matter. This could very well be the last time Kurt would ever be on a stage, prepped and ready to give the audience a show. This was a memory he wanted to burn into his mind so he'd never forget, this would be the night he would win, finally. If he could win this, Kurt felt he could put his Broadway dreams to rest, to leave them behind for good. “Okay gracious audience I am ready! So be prepared for shock and awe,” Kurt shouted out to the curtain in front of him.

“We're ready!” Blaine shouted back and he heard Kurt laugh.

Kurt strolled over to his starting point behind the second curtain and waited for the music to begin. He only wished he'd be able to see Sebastian and Blaine's reactions when the curtain rose. But Kurt wasn't about to let anything distract him once the music started. For now Kurt would forget about them, forget everything as he let the music take him over and fuel him forward, he refused to choke, no matter what hell the universe shoved down his throat.

Blaine leaned forward in his chair in anticipation as he awaited Kurt's big reveal. He heard Sebastian began to snicker at his side. Unlike Kurt he hadn't kept a large distance between them; instead he was sitting two seats down from Blaine's right. Sebastian had assured him he'd behave and keep quite, Blaine just wasn't sure if he could believe him. “Any idea what we should expect?” Blaine asked Sebastian.

Sebastian's answer was to shrug, “I have no idea,” he admitted.

Blaine was about to reply when the music began to start and he fell dead silent along with Sebastian. The curtain began to rise at the same instant the music started. Revealing on stage a runway like the type used in fashion shows, just with a lower production value, but it was still impressive. Behind the runway was a curtain, where Blaine guessed Kurt was hidden out of view. Blaine once again knew the song the minute the intro began, this time it being Black Jesus + Amen Fashion by Lady Gaga. But then all of a sudden the intro switched to Bad Kids by the same artist and Blaine made a face in surprise.

Sebastian it seemed was equally confused and he voiced it. “The fuck?” he muttered.

Bad Kids continued to play and Kurt finally made his entrance as he pushed through the closed curtain and began to strut down the walkway just before the first verse began. But at first the music was the least thing on either of their minds. What had all their attention, at least where Blaine was concerned, was what Kurt was wearing.

It was the tightest fitting jumpsuit Blaine or Sebastian had ever seen. The pants Kurt had worn for his first trip to Feeling paled by comparison. If the pants had fit him like a second skin, this time the sleek black fabric clung to him so tightly it looked like his actual skin. So much that Kurt could of come out completely nude; the outfit left nothing to imagination. Which meant the jumpsuit was actually more a cat suit in retrospect. Kurt was covered from neck to knee in the sexy suit and it was topped off with a pair black knee boots. For anyone else the suit would of been so feminine that it diminished the over all sexual look of the outfit, or it would for a man. But not for Kurt Hummel, the fashionista in him had done its homework and the result was mind blowing. If Blaine had ever been physical attracted to Kurt before, it was nothing compared to this, it went to the point that there was a risk that he'd become physically aroused. But the professional in him fought to gain control back from his groin as he reminded himself he was here to judge the performance, not get a boner from Kurt's sex appeal. Blaine couldn't help but glanced over at Sebastian to see his reaction and see if Kurt had managed to wipe the ever-present cocky grin from his face.

Fortunately Blaine had been too focused on Kurt to notice the split second falter Sebastian’s face had when Kurt revealed himself. Kurt's appearance didn't shock him that much, he was well aware that Kurt knew how to dress. What ended up causing an actual reaction was when Kurt opened his mouth and began to shout out the first verse of the songs intro.

We don’t care what people say, we know the truth
Enough is enough of this horse shit
I am not a freak, I was born with my free gun.
Don't tell me I'm less than my freedom.

Only since the first verse was more shouting than singing, it wasn't till the second verse of the mash-up began that Sebastian and Blaine had any real reaction to Kurt's voice.

There's no way I could be stopped,
Was taking my best shot,
I had a better plan.
There's no way I could be stopped,
Was coming for your spot.
I'm in a battle, man.

The second verse was from Black Jesus and all Blaine could do was to gape at Kurt in amazement as he began to dance and grind on stage. This time Kurt's sensual choreography or his matching outfit wasn't the cause of his surprise; it was all Kurt and his amazing voice. Just as he had assumed it was higher pitched, and Blaine guessed Kurt was a counter tenor. But what that voice could do while in a lower register, resulted in Blaine staring in amazement. Not even wanting to see how Sebastian was dealing with things could tear his eyes away from the stage and Kurt.

“Holy shit!” Sebastian muttered in shock.

That caught Blaine's attention enough and he turned to look at Sebastian and was surprised to see his face wasn't curved up in a smile. To anyone who didn't know Sebastian at all, he might have just looked bored or unaffected. However, to Blaine and Kurt, it was clear he was surprised and for once he had no urge to make a rude comment. Instead Sebastian recovered and he grinned at Kurt. “Way to play the game Hummel,” he said to himself.

The pair in the audience then focused on watching Kurt's number, which could only be described as incredible as they sat in their seats totally mesmerized.

I’m a bitch, I’m a loser baby maybe I should quit
I’m a jerk, wish I had the money but I can’t find work
I’m a brat, I’m a selfish punk, I really should be smacked
My parents tried until they got divorced ‘cause I ruined their lives
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Amen, on the runway,
dressed in his best.
Amen Fashion, on the runway,
Work it! Black Jesus.

Amen, on the runway,
dressed in his best.
Amen Fashion, on the runway,
Work it! Black Jesus.
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I’m a twit, degenerate young rebel and I’m proud of it
Pump your fist if you would rather mess up than put up with this

I’m a nerd, I chew gum and smoke in your face, I’m absurd
I’m so bad and I don’t give a damn, I love it when you’re mad
When you’re mad, when you’re mad.
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There's no way I could be stopped,
Was coming for your spot.
I'm in a battle, man.

Amen, on the runway,
dressed in his best.
Amen Fashion, on the runway,
Work it! Black Jesus.

Amen, on the runway,
dressed in his best.
Amen Fashion, on the runway,
Work it! Black Jesus.
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Put on,
A-Amen Fashion
Celebrate, uh uh!
A new compassion

Only as Blaine watched Kurt's figure move around on the stage as he danced, when Kurt's gaze fell on him, those intense blue eyes for the first time were like a window into Kurt's soul. What Blaine saw in those eyes, the raw emotion, the hurt, pain and the drive to succeed blew him away even more than Kurt's state of dress. It was like Kurt was singing on stage to test the world, to prove that he had talent and Blaine agreed with the message. It rocked Blaine to his core and tugged at his heart as the longing and desire he felt for Kurt physically was overtaken by emotion.

I’m a bad kid and I will survive
Oh I’m a bad kid, don’t know wrong from right
I’m a bad kid and this is my life
One of the bad kids, don’t know wrong from right
(This is my life)
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Put on,
Amen Fashion
Celebrate, uh uh!
Style your passion.
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Don’t be insecure if your heart is pure
You’re still good to me if you’re a bad kid baby
Don’t be insecure if your heart is pure
You’re still good to me if you’re a bad kid baby
A bad kid baby
(Don't be insecure)
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Put on,
A-Amen Fashion
Celebrate, uh uh!
A new compassion.

Sebastian's smile never left his face as he watched Kurt, though he wasn't stupid, so he didn't deny that he had a skilled voice. It was high pitched and if Sebastian had heard him sing a show tune or something less powerful, Sebastian would have commented how gay it was, how feminine Kurt was as a result. But as much as Sebastian liked to dish insults out without holding back, he disliked using people's sexuality, especially if they were gay, as an insult. Back in high school he had no such thoughts and had commented on many a jerk's gay face. But in the long run Sebastian hadn't changed that much over the last few years, yes Kurt was good, but as far as Sebastian was concerned, he was still better and by a long shot. Only as he glanced over at Blaine and saw his face, he had a feeling Blaine would have a different verdict. Then all of a sudden he saw a flash of an emotion spread across the shorter man's face and Sebastian knew that look. He had seen people look at him with the same dopy lovesick heart eyes many times; only this time it wasn't just simple infatuation. 'Oh Blaine, you fucking idiot, you've fallen for him,' Sebastian thought to himself. Despite the fact that Sebastian had been trying to seduce Blaine, having this realization only made his smile grow. Yes, he could use this to his advantage, he thought.

I’m a bad kid I’m disastrous
Give me your money or I’ll hold my breath
I’m a bad kid and I will survive
One of the bad kids, don’t know wrong from right
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Put on,
Amen Fashion
Celebrate, uh uh!
Wear out your vision.
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Don’t be insecure if your heart is pure
You’re still good to me if you’re a bad kid baby
Don’t be insecure if your heart is pure
You’re still good to me if you’re a bad kid baby
A bad kid baby
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Amen, on the runway,
dressed in his best.
Amen Fashion, on the runway,
Work it! Black Jesus.

Amen, on the runway,
dressed in his best.
Amen Fashion, on the runway,
Work it! Black Jesus.
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A bad kid baby
A bad kid baby
A bad kid baby

It had taken the whole song for Blaine to accept what his heart had been trying to tell him for the last few weeks. As if Kurt's voice, appearance and movements had hypnotized him so much his mind had been over powered and the hidden emotions could burst through to the surface. As Blaine watched Kurt sing the last line of the song and crouch down on the floor in one final movement, it hit him. Blaine didn't even react at first, not to his feelings or to Kurt's finale to an amazing show. One word, one emotion was all that remained in his shell of a body and that word was love.

'Blaine Anderson you are hopelessly head over heels in love with him,' His heart almost screamed at him in triumph. It hardly seemed possible, even when Kurt had shown so little of himself, the real Kurt Hummel at least, Blaine had some how fallen for him. But as Blaine began to silently to accept this, he realized it wasn't the time or place to deal with it. Kurt finally pulled up and glanced nervously over at Sebastian and Blaine, he had clearly noticed their lack of response and Blaine felt horrible. Blaine pulled himself out of his chair and opened his mouth, only there was no sound. “Kurt... that was... wow... that's all I can say right now... Wow. You blew me away, you left me speechless and that's quite a feat!” Blaine shouted at him in amazement.

Kurt couldn't help but beam at Blaine from his praise, so much that he felt embarrassed by how much it affected him. He wasn't supposed to give a fuck about anything; Kurt didn't need anyone’s approval. Knowing this didn't stop him from looking over at Sebastian though.

“Why the fuck are you a fashion student, Kurt?” Sebastian shouted at him, he seemed almost angry about the accusation.

Kurt's mouth fell open in shock and Blaine looked like his twin at the moment, because that was a compliment as far as Sebastian was concerned, or as close as he'd ever gotten to giving one. Kurt regained his composure as he breathed heavily, still worn out from his performing. It caught him off guard so much that Kurt didn't shrug the question off. “It wasn't by choice, Sebastian,” he answered.

“I wanted a question, not an excuse,” Sebastian snapped back.

Kurt's look hardened as he brought his walls tightly around him, he snarled at Sebastian in frustration. “It's a fucking long story and I don't have to tell it to you! Man you're a sore loser,” Kurt hissed in anger.

“Who said you won, Blaine hasn't given his verdict yet,” Sebastian pointed out.

The both of them turned to Blaine and he gulped as they gazed at him. “I can't decide right now! You were both amazing! Give me some time to think it over...” Blaine pleaded.

Kurt sighed; he felt stupid about how easily Sebastian had pushed his buttons. Just singing once again on stage had stirred up so many memories and emotions and most of them left a bitter taste in his mouth. “Fine, I need time to pack anyway and rest,” Kurt said. When he saw the look of near hurt on Blaine's face he sighed again. “Sorry, Blaine,” he added as he gave him an apologetic smile.

“It's alright, I'm going to go somewhere quiet to think this over. I'll try not to take too long so try to wait for me,” Blaine told them both.

Kurt nodded as he grabbed a portable fan from his bag and slumped down on a nearby chair at the edge of the stage. “You'll hear no protest from me, it's hard enough to move off this chair right now,” Kurt muttered weakly.

That only left Sebastian, whose normal response for anything was just to grin. “I'll stick around, I'm sure I'll find something to entertain me,” he answered.

“Great! I'll be back soon!” Blaine called as he jogged out of the room.

“Take your time,” Sebastian called back quietly.

Kurt didn't like the sound of that, or the tone Sebastian had put it in and he wished he had gone off to change. Sure enough when Blaine had left and they were alone, Sebastian strolled up the stairs and over to where Kurt was sitting, like a hunter stalking its prey, only the prey was watching his every step. But Kurt once again was too tired to do anything as he inched towards him until Sebastian leaned in so close that he was right up in Kurt's face. The look of seduction Sebastian was giving him sent shivers down his spine. “Are you ever not in the mood?” Kurt asked casually.

Sebastian's answer was to bring his arm to lean on the back of Kurt's chair while his other hand began to play with the zipper on Kurt's cat suit. When Kurt didn't tell him to fuck off or stop he began to slowly pull downwards until it began to unzip and expose Kurt's neck.

“Can I help you?” Kurt asked again.

“I was checking to make sure there's skin underneath, that it wasn't just painted on. What is this leather?” Sebastian asked as he fingered the material and rubbed his thumb back and forth between the fabric.

“No it's latex, as in rubber, the type often used in action films. It had the look I was going for, I think Lady Gaga herself would approve. You seem to like it too,” Kurt muttered.

“Yeah well, it doesn't take much for me,” Sebastian whispered and he leaned in and kissed Kurt hard on the mouth before he could make any reply.

Kurt knew it was stupid to kiss Sebastian in such a public place, when Blaine could return at any given moment. But it was hard to think about the negatives when Sebastian's tongue attacked his mouth with such precision that if left him only wanting more. So instead of stopping he wrapped his arms around Sebastian's neck and pulled him down on him, until Sebastian was straddling him and he kissed Sebastian back with a fierce need and passion. Kurt cupped the side of his face and forced himself to breath between their kisses and Sebastian began to unzip his jumpsuit even lower until it stopped just above his navel. When he tried to take it even lower Kurt growled in protest and grabbed at Sebastian's hands and put them on his hips. “I'm not letting you fuck me here,” he warned. “Or bring my dick out either.”

Sebastian chose to retaliate by making him even more turned on and sexually frustrated with his choice to deny him sex by starting to suck on his neck. While his hands slipped under his cat suit and began to stroke his sweat-coated skin as it made Kurt's temperature rise even more. To where Kurt swore that Sebastian was trying to make him so hot and horny that he would strip off the suit at any second. But when Kurt only tried to get even by beginning to unbutton and peel off Sebastian's jacket, he knew it was pointless. “Are you ashamed of us being fuck buddies, Kurt?” he whispered in Kurt's ear.

Kurt shuddered as Sebastian ran his hand down Kurt's body and grazed over his groin and he hissed in protest. “No!” he shouted in response, but it ended up sounding more like a moan.

“You sure? Because it's the best way to put up with each other when we're pissed off. You must say things were reaching its limits back there, at least for you. So if sex is the best solution, you sure you want to pass it up?” Sebastian taunted.

“Yes! I let you do a lot of things to me; things I always end up enjoying so stop smirking about it! But I already put on one show here and I'm not ready to do another,” Kurt hissed.

“So you'd be up to having sex in a public place in the future then? I find the idea titillating, Kurt.”

“Don't hold your breath and stop, Blaine should be back soon,” Kurt muttered as he pushed Sebastian up off of him.

Hearing the word stop made Sebastian grant the request but not before he gave Kurt one long lingering kiss and he saw Kurt glanced up at him, his eyelashes fluttering as he tried to regain his composure. “Just think how hot it would be for Blaine to watch us go at it? If I end up winning you should get him to be the third participate in our threesome.” Sebastian suggested.

“Oh so now it's if you win not that you will for sure? Did I shake your faith in your abilities then?” Kurt asked, changing the subject.

Sebastian ended up rolling his eyes for once but his smile still never left his face. “It has more to do with how Blaine reacted to your number than me. I know I'm the better singer, but you were all flash and show so it probably impressed him, but not as much as the outfit. Even I didn't try to use my perfect body as leverage that much. Do you want to fuck me that badly? Because I will admit the way you moved your hips around was hot.”

“Was that an actual compliment?”

“Maybe, maybe not, maybe I'm just telling you what you want to hear. Want to do the same for me? How did you like my song?”

“You were good, great even, okay? I'm fine to admit that, this isn't the first time I've heard you sing remember. Even if you didn't sing that much in Flashdance, I got the message. Your talent makes you that much more of an ass though, I'm sure you realize,” Kurt admitted.

“I didn't know you could be so honest. It's unnerving.”

“I'm sarcastic and snarky but I'm not a liar Sebastian and I never will be. So if I win will you keep your side of the bet and let me top?” Kurt asked him as he raised an eyebrow.

“Yes, as long as you agree to do the same if I win. Either way we'll both be winners since we'll get to come and that's all that matters in the end. Sides, I'm kind of curious to see if you're going commando once again under that suit.”

“No I'm wearing Manx, as in man spanx, to keep things in place. Besides I do not plan on wearing this home! It's not sexy trying to squeeze out of this thing, if you thought those leather pants of mine were bad. Well then, trust me you'd get too impatient before you could get me out of this suit,” Kurt warned him.

“But then I love a good challenge,” Sebastian pointed out as he took the zipper and zipped Kurt back up so he was exposing less skin. When it reached the top of his chest he let go and took and pulled up a chair and took a seat next to Kurt and let himself rest. “Don't expect me to help you with your crazy stage set up though.”

“I didn't think you would, it breaks up into pieces and folds up really easy. It won't take much effort to take down. Which is why I'm still sitting here... well you're more to blame for that actually,” Kurt muttered. “Look I'm tired can we stop talking until Blaine gets back? Save our strength and what not,” Kurt pleaded. 'Because I'll need all of it when I get to fuck you later,' Kurt thought to himself with an evil grin.

Blaine returned to the room not looking much more confident with having made up his mind finally. He stepped up on stage and saw that Kurt had finished packing up the runway but hadn't bothered to change out of his cat suit yet. Blaine wasn't prepared to see Kurt's stunning tightly clad body up so close and he found it hard to focus the instant he did. It didn't help that at the moment Kurt was bending over with his perfect ass in full view as he finished zipping up another bag. Sebastian, who had been watching Kurt as well, noticed where Blaine's eye line had gone to and he gave an approving nod. Blaine ignored him and made himself snap out of it and move forward; fortunately Kurt straightened back up and noticed his arrival.

“Welcome back Blaine. So what's the verdict?” Kurt asked him.

“Uh well I have one, though it wasn't easy. First off let me say no one’s a loser, you're both very talented. You also have different voices so it's hard to compare you but if I must well then... I'd say the winner would have to be Kurt,” Blaine said.

Kurt tried not to act like winning was a big thing for him but he slipped a bit as a large grin spread across his face. “Oh yeah!” he shouted.

Blaine reluctantly looked over at Sebastian for his reaction to the outcome but he was relieved but surprised to see no real change on his face. “You okay with this Sebastian?” Blaine asked.

“If that's what you think well then nothing to do about it, you're the judge. It's clear to me that we're more equal in reality but Kurt worked harder for it,” Sebastian simply replied.

Blaine had to agree, Kurt had wanted it far more than Sebastian did and that had set him apart in the competition, not that Kurt hadn't been amazing. Blaine's personal feelings for him aside, he still would have chose Kurt as the winner. “Congratulations Kurt, you earned the win.” Blaine told him as he came over and patted Kurt on the back lightly. “Also I'm sorry but I have to say that suit... is wow...” he added with a sheepish smile.

“Why thank you,” Kurt said playfully.

Blaine was somehow able to laugh back at Kurt, how he could keep himself from pouching on him and announcing his newly discovered love for Kurt was impressive. The only thing that was holding Blaine back that it was all so new to him that it hadn't fully sunk in yet. Blaine only hoped as time went on, he'd figure things out, but he wasn't too hopeful.

True to his word Kurt finally changed out of his cat suit, which had been an adventure of its own. One that he had refused to let Sebastian watch despite his constant whining. Luckily Blaine hadn't thought much about it since it was Sebastian normal nature. Afterwards Blaine helped Kurt haul his belongings to his car. Sebastian hadn't helped, but just followed them, and when everything was loaded into his trunk Kurt turned to face Blaine. “Thank you Blaine, can we save treating you to dinner for another night? Maybe Saturday instead? I'm pretty worn out... considering everything,” Kurt asked.

Blaine just smiled and nodded. “Oh sure that's fine. Just call me tomorrow when you're up,” Blaine assured him. He managed to keep everything care free and casual as he said his goodbyes to Kurt and Sebastian and he headed straight for home afterwards. The whole realization of his feelings for Kurt suddenly made him want to go create music. Like with his relationship with Kurt, he had no idea what would be created, but he would never find out if he didn't try. Only writing music was far easier to try to tackle.

When Blaine left and Kurt and Sebastian were alone again Kurt closed the trunk of his car and turned to face Sebastian. “Up for me taking the big prize tonight then?” Kurt asked him casually.

“You're not going to buy me dinner first?” Sebastian teased.

“No,” Kurt declared.

“Good, then my answer is yes. Better make the best of it or else this will be first and last time you'll top with me.” Sebastian told him as he came over, brought his arms to grab Kurt possessively and kissed him, once again holding nothing back. “Something to motivate you. My place, I don't want Julie spoiling things... so if the night goes flat it will be all your fault,” Sebastian announced.

“Oh you have no idea what you’re in store for Sebastian, you have no idea,” Kurt replied, his voice full of confidence.
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Kurt was indeed full of confidence and the same drive to come up the winner like when he had sung. Only this time the show was a far more private one and Sebastian was the lucky audience and the stage he'd perform on. It felt slightly odd for Kurt as he stood in front of Sebastian's apartment door and he hesitated when he lifted his hand to knock. It wasn't that he was feeling guilty or had any regrets about him and Sebastian having casual sex. No, that wasn't it at all and Kurt didn't want to stop their arrangement either. Just he had never come over alone to Sebastian’s with the intention of them hooking up. Sebastian had come to his place looking for action a few times, but usually they randomly met up and had sex. Despite this Kurt wasn't about to back down, but when he went to finally knock Sebastian opened the door before he could. Kurt resisted to the urge to punch his face instead now because it would cause the night to end very differently.

“You plan to just stand there all night? What all scared now that you have to step up and be a man?” Sebastian asked. He normally wouldn't of crossed the line and imply that Kurt was a woman in any retrospect. But he knew this was exactly what Kurt needed, anger fuelled their desire where normally feelings would and it was far more efficient and had no annoying side effects.

“Oh you fucking prick, I'm going to enjoy this, making you give up control for once,” Kurt hissed as he pushed past Sebastian and walked inside his apartment. He looked around the room for any signs of Sebastian's roommate, who for some reason Kurt hadn't encountered yet. He was beginning to think he had never existed from the start. “We alone? Or did you sneak someone in here in hopes of having a threesome after all? Blaine's not tied up on your bed is he?” Kurt asked.

“If he was then I wouldn't need you, but we're not alone yet,” Sebastian warned.

Kurt went to ask what Sebastian meant when a half naked and very well toned man walked out of the bathroom, wearing only pants. Leaving his top half fully exposed to show off his amazing well-chiseled six-pack and Kurt could only stare at first. “This the roommate or a hook up?” Kurt whispered to him.

“Roommate,” Sebastian answered. “So don't get any ideas.” he warned. “Jack, this is Kurt,” Sebastian called out to him.

Jack eyed Kurt for a moment. “This is the guy you've been fucking? Didn't think this was your type,” Jack announced, he saw the reaction it caused in Kurt and he almost looked guilty. “Sorry that was rude, don't get me wrong you're very hot,” He told Kurt.

Kurt wasn't sure if he was being sincere or if he was as much as a prick as Sebastian but he didn't care enough to find out. “Thanks,” he simply answered.

“I'm just heading out so you'll have the place to yourself to go at it. I won't be back till Monday morning,” Jack announced as he walked into his bedroom to finish getting dressed.

“Jack's got a hot model boyfriend in LA,” Sebastian explained.

“Really? Hotter than him?” Kurt asked.

Sebastian shrugged. “Dunno, never met him and Jack won't show me what he looks like.”

“Ah he's smart too then. Have you fucked him?” Kurt asked as he took off his shoes and sat down on the couch.

Sebastian began to chuckle and he grabbed two beers from the fridge and handed Kurt one. “No, I haven't. You might find it hard to believe but I'm not into trying to change someone mind so much that I force them in anyway.”

“Actually amazingly enough that doesn't surprise me. I've always wondered if deep down in that self absorbed body you have a soul. I mean it's always for your benefit in the end but you've done some things that could almost be seen as unselfish. Taking the time and consideration to make my first time a good experience is one that comes to mind,” Kurt began to admit.

Sebastian almost ended up choking on his beer after hearing this; it was the less snarly Kurt had ever been when he wasn't drunk or tired. “You serious? You're giving me a compliment. You don't need to, I'm going to let you fuck me,” he pointed out.

“Unlike you Sebastian, I can say nice things without wanting something from it,” Kurt informed him.

“Yeah right, when you're not too busy being bitchy. You couldn't even keep your shy boy act up when I took your virginity remember,” Sebastian began to point out; only Jack came back out in the living room and smirked at them, having overheard their exchange.

“So this is the one who's cherry you popped last month huh Sebastian, nice. Anyway you two boys have fun; I'm off for my own weekend adventure of pleasure. Only don't trash the place if you get too feisty. I don't want to come home to find another broken lamp, Sebastard,” Jack commented as he headed for the door and left without another word.

“Why can't I have a roommate like that? Want to trade him for Julie?” Kurt asked.

“Don't let him fool you, he's a freaking pain to live with. He whines over me breaking a fucking lamp. Yet when I come home to find the place torn apart from having some of his buddies over and I don't bother to bitch about it. That and the fact that he's constantly fighting and yelling with his boyfriend over the phone or computer and remember this place is sound proofed as well,” Sebastian began to complain.

“Bet his boyfriend isn't as bad as the douche bag Julie's been dating, god I loathe him,” Kurt hissed as he thought about the man in question.

“Oh what a surprise, Kurt hates someone more than me,” Sebastian taunted.

“I don't hate you Sebastian, I find you tiresome and sometimes all I want to do is beat that smug smile off your face. But no, I'm not a violent person, as far as physical fights go. I've been at the receiving end of that enough to know I'll never cross that particular line. No matter how much at times I'd like to. Instead I'll stick to what's been working for me being able to tolerate you so far. Only this time, the tables are going to turn to be in my favour,” Kurt said.

“Going to put your cock where my ass is then?” Sebastian asked as the anger and sexual tension between them began to rise.

“Maybe, but for starters,” Kurt replied as he stood up grabbed onto Sebastian face and pulled him forward to kiss him, as his hands ran through his hair. Only Kurt had plans for the evening, plans to make it a night neither of them would forget for a while to come. The old and bashful Kurt was so buried underneath his desire and need that it was like he was gone for good.

Kurt knew that he would never be that fortunate to lose him completely, but he took the freedom he felt at the moment and put it to use. Kurt wasn't giving Sebastian any control tonight, it would be Kurt calling the shots, all he intended to let Sebastian do was moan and succumb to pleasure. Kurt began to kiss Sebastian with such skill and precision that he barely noticed Kurt was slowly leading him to the bedroom. Until they made it through the door and Kurt began to unbutton Sebastian's top and stripped it off him.

“You're preaching to the choir here Kurt, going to take a lot more to impress me,” Sebastian warned him as he let Kurt continue to undress him.

“Who says I'm trying to reach your level Sebastian, maybe I intend to surpass it,” Kurt replied as he started to unzip Sebastian's pants and pawed at his hardening cock. Kurt's hands glided over Sebastian’s exposed hipbone and rested over Sebastian's ass as he teased his cock with his tongue. He wouldn't take Sebastian's length fully into his mouth until he heard him moan and he was prepared to wait for it. It took Kurt another three minuets for Sebastian to finally voice his pleasure in what Kurt was doing to his cock with a moan and Kurt grinned. “Good, now that I know you're enjoying yourself I'll put more effort into this,” Kurt muttered.

“Nothing but talk, Kurt,” Sebastian responded.

“Then I'll stop talking,” Kurt said softly and with that he took Sebastian's cock fully into his mouth, right down his throat and it didn't faze him. Kurt had discovered rather quickly that he had no real gag reflex and had put the fact to good use. He had given Sebastian countless blowjobs before, but not on this scale and Sebastian's reaction only proved it.

“Fuck you give good head!” Sebastian blurted out as he bucked his hips forward. But Kurt ended up doing a few things that even Sebastian had never shown him and that surprised him.

Kurt it seemed had used the numerous times they had sex over the last six weeks to know exactly what Sebastian liked. It was just another performance for Kurt and like with music he knew all the right keys to strike. It was true that Sebastian knew how to get Kurt turned on, to give up control and give into pleasure. But just because Kurt hadn't bothered to do the same to Sebastian, at least not fully, didn't mean he wasn't capable. Sebastian had called him a power bottom once and instead of reacting like it was an insult; he had taken the label and made it his own. Now that he was finally able to be the top, he was going to show that same type of power in the dominate role at last. Kurt continued to deep throat Sebastian so well that it wasn't long before he felt Sebastian tense up and he showed he was reaching orgasm.

“Fucking Hell, Kurt! What are you... how are you...” Sebastian shouted and he stopped mid sentence and came in Kurt's mouth, who was ready to take it all and he sucked and swallowed every last drop of Sebastian's come. Finished, Kurt got off of his knees and pushed Sebastian backwards without warning, causing him to fly back onto the bed. Kurt came to straddle him and rutted his own hard cock against Sebastian's. The fabric of his pants almost chaffing Sebastian's bare skin, leaving it red raw.

“Ready for me to fuck you yet?” Kurt whispered as he took off his own shirt and started to unzip his fly when he paused and gazed down at Sebastian. His cocky grin was still there as he had suspected, but through it the need on Sebastian’s face was still easy to read. Though Kurt knew that it was the same case for him.

“You're not going to make me beg, Kurt,” Sebastian replied casually.

“Hmm, we'll see about that,” Kurt said as he began to pump Sebastian's cock with his hand, which was already getting hard again from the touch. Kurt came down on Sebastian and began to kiss every inch of his body, exploring with his tongue, biting damp skin as his mouth travelled downwards. Steady strong hands took hold of Sebastian's wrists to move them to rest above his head and Kurt pinned them in place as he kissed Sebastian hard on the mouth. “Give up and give into the pleasure, Sebastian. It won't make you any less of a man, won't make you weak. Sex is the only time I've ever let myself give up control. The results are very... well you've been there, you've seen my face, heard me when you fuck me with no opposition,” Kurt whispered as he kissed and sucked at Sebastian's collarbone until he left a mark.

“Is that was you were doing? Because the only time I felt like I had total control was when you were too worn out to fight it,” Sebastian replied.

Kurt paused and grabbed onto Sebastian's wrist that his nails pressed into the soft skin, but Kurt made sure not to break skin. “You really think that? Let me enlighten you then. I have never exposed myself, been so vulnerable to anyone like I have to you. There's no emotion, it's all about sex and coming. It's true I never fully give everything up, I can't, and it’s not in my nature to. But aren't you curious? You talk big about how well you can fuck. That it takes a lot for you to bottom, but are you missing out because of that?”

“All I know is I like my cock in a tight ass,” Sebastian replied smugly.

“When was the last time you bottomed?” Kurt asked as he bit Sebastian's shoulder lightly and continued to kiss him.

Sebastian could have broken free of Kurt's hold on him if he tried; only he felt no desire to. He had no idea what kind of game Kurt was trying to play, but if anything it wasn't boring. So Sebastian chose to play along and give him an honest answer. “Two years,” he answered.

Kurt somehow managed to not stop grinding against Sebastian when he heard his answer, but he couldn't fully hide his surprise. “Two fucking years?” he blurted out.

“Does that make you lose all your confidence now?” Sebastian asked.

“No, but it will make me take a bit more care now. You're practically a virgin yourself as far as your ass is concerned Sebastian, and fuck, what if I didn't ask!” Kurt pointed out as he finally let go of Sebastian's wrists and was silenced by Sebastian kissing him.

“You're over thinking, bringing feelings into this, Kurt. Keep them out, this is sex, don't try to make it anything else,” Sebastian warned.

Kurt made a scoffing noise at the accusation. “Don't be so full of yourself, I know what this is,” Kurt hissed. “Time to prove it though, specially if it's been two years. You gave me a memorable night and it's time for me to return the favour,” Kurt muttered as he began to fumble for his pants and started to strip them off and onto the floor, his boxer briefs and the remainder of Sebastian's clothing soon followed. Now with nothing between their ready bodies, Kurt lied back down on top of Sebastian, spreading out until their cocked rubbed together. Kurt ran his hands and slid along their hard-ons and he returned to kissing Sebastian on the mouth. Until he began to travel downwards and stopped at one of his nipples and began to suck on one, bringing it between his teeth and pulled every so slightly.

“Fuck!” Sebastian blurted out.

Kurt was glad his hunch that Sebastian would like a little rough play was correct, though he made sure not to go to far. At least not this time, when he was topping for the first time, remembering that fact and that Kurt was so hard it was almost painful, he knew it was time for the next step. For that Kurt would need supplies so he bucked his hips forward one last time and kissed Sebastian again before reaching over to the bottle of lube and box of condoms, which he was glad to discover were close at hand on Sebastian's bedside table. “Oh look, you're well prepared for me,” Kurt commented as he brought them both to the bed.

“Hmm? Who says I left those there for you?” Sebastian taunted.

“Like I care,” Kurt muttered as he opened the bottle of lube. “Get that ass up Smythe, so I can get you all ready for my cock,” Kurt ordered as he looked down at Sebastian.

“What you expect me to do it? If it were me I'd move you and I have,” Sebastian responded.

“But I weigh less,” Kurt snapped back.

“Because I'm taller and better built,” Sebastian said right back.

“I'll give you the taller part, the rest no comment. So I'm going to shut you up now,” Kurt told him as he came back down on Sebastian and began to suck on Sebastian's cock. Slipping his arms under Sebastian's ass and he began to lift upwards. Kurt was beginning to see why Sebastian often got fed up with foreplay and wanted to get straight to fucking. If Kurt wasn't so bent on making Sebastian actually admit Kurt was good at topping, he'd be ready to just get it over with. Instead he held his desire and need to come in check as he guided Sebastian, kissing him over and over all the while, until he was kneeling on the bed. It was odd to finally be at almost at the same position and have Sebastian in the same spot Kurt had been in during his first time.

Only Kurt wasn't about to act all unsure and shy, no, he was in his element. This was something he had come to embrace and crave and the pleasure sex brought was always rewarding. But as much as Kurt liked it, he still never put much effort in getting any action, until now.

Sebastian had been expecting Kurt assertive and controlling side to come out as he tried to get a reaction from him. What he hadn't expected was how successful his attempts were, though Kurt himself had no idea that his work was paying off. Sebastian took pride in how no one really knew what he really thought about anything, sex included. Of course he enjoyed it, any one he had ever fucked knew that. But it was all just a game to him, a game he always won. He wasn't about to go as far to suggest that Kurt was winning right now, but he wasn't losing either. “Gonna fuck me then?” he asked.

“Maybe if you ask nicely,” Kurt replied as he slid his hands down Sebastian's sides so softly that it was barely a touch and that made goosebumps rise all over Sebastian's skin. His hands continued to caress the swell of Sebastian's ass as he began to trail his tongue down his crack and set to giving Sebastian a rim job.

Sebastian swore under his breath from the contact; he had been expecting Kurt to start fingering him, not this. He had to give Kurt some credit if he was willing to go as far as rim jobs and be alarmingly good at it. “You sure you haven't been fucking anyone else?”

“Does that mean I'm good enough for you?” Kurt finally said as he picked up the bottle of lube and coated three of his fingers. Before Sebastian chose to answer he ran his finger in circles around Sebastian's muscled entrance and slowly began to insert a single finger inside of him.

Even when it had been two years, Sebastian hadn't forgotten what it felt like to have something in his ass. He might prefer topping in general but he wasn't so one minded to not be able to admit being the bottom could feel just as good. No, his choice of being a top for the most part was all about control. Even when he was sure everyone would just assume Kurt was the usual bottom because he looked and sounded and sometimes acted more effeminate. But in reality, it had little effect on his decision to top, everyone had their preferences and Sebastian had no idea what Kurt would be after tonight. As long as the mind-blowing sex continued, he didn't care much either.

Kurt set to work stretching Sebastian with his fingers, trying to do some of the things he had come to enjoy that Sebastian did to him regularly. He noted Sebastian's reactions to each change up and made mental notes of what seemed to work the best as he went. He took his time despite his throbbing cock and moved his two fingers in an out of Sebastian, picking up the pace with each forward thrust. Thanks to Sebastian’s pro job at fingering him for his first time, he knew exactly what to do. Of course Sebastian was no virgin, but it had been a while. The last thing Kurt wanted was to be so hasty that he'd end up hurting Sebastian. No matter how much of a prick he was, Kurt never wanted that day to come. After adding a third finger and stretching them apart to the point where he knew it was safe to continue, Kurt pulled his fingers out fully. “That good enough prep for entry?”

“Yeah it's good, all clear for landing,” Sebastian joked.

“Oh god shut up or I won't fuck you!” Kurt hissed.

“Not buying that, I can feel your hard cock on my ass right now.”

Kurt couldn't take it anymore; he wanted to stop their banter and get to the final act. “If you have any second thoughts better say them now,” Kurt warned as he grabbed for the condom package beside him.

“You've earned your prize, with both performances,” Sebastian simply answered as he glanced back at Kurt.

“Thank fucking god, I can see why you get so impatient,” Kurt said with relief as he rolled the condom onto his ready cock. Only instead of simply lining his cock up to Sebastian entrance and do it doggy style. He stood up on the bed and came to rest his legs over top of Sebastian's from the top as he slowly began to press into him.

“Shit! Went with good old leapfrog huh? That's surprising,” Sebastian muttered as he got use to the familiar feeling as Kurt filled him up. The pain that greeted him had been expected and Kurt had done his homework to get him ready for it. So the familiar sting that greeted him was bearable and easy to ignore with the pleasure what came along with it.

“I still remember how fucking amazing it was the first time you did it to me after all,” Kurt muttered as he kept his attention to the job at hand. Kurt pushed forward making sure to be careful as he pulled back out and entered Sebastian again. Kurt had been so focused on this that he had almost forgotten in a sense he was losing his second virginity, to the same person. “Fuck you're tight.” Kurt moaned as he began to speed up his pace as he thrust into Sebastian. “This okay?”

Sebastian began to rock back and forth matching Kurt's rhythm and he grabbed his own cock to increase the pleasure. “Yeah, just go fucking faster. Fuck me so hard that I won't wait so long this time. Show me what I'm missing; didn't you want to hear me beg for it? Or scream your name, save the slow and sappy sex for the delusional dreamers,” Sebastian told him.

“I'm working on it, but this is still my first time with my cock in someone’s ass remember,” Kurt grunted as he pushed downwards and began to thrust in and out of Sebastian, slamming his cock into him and stopping him from being able to edge him on. Kurt inched upwards and pressed Sebastian further into the mattress with his hips, causing Sebastian arms to slide down along his sides. Kurt grabbed hold of his hair and pressed Sebastian's head on its side as his other hand pushed lightly on the small of his back as Kurt used the slight change in the position to his advantage. Rocking his hips back and force as he slid into Sebastian as deep as his cock could go.

Sebastian reached back and held onto Kurt's ankles, as if to help keep his balance and the bed rocked up and down from the sheer force. “Holy Shit! Kurt... don't stop doing that! That's it... fuck me!” Sebastian moaned as wave after wave of pleasure surged through him. “Why didn't I let you top sooner!” he shouted.

Kurt wasn't in a chatty enough mood to answer, it was hard enough to not come into Sebastian ass since this was all new to him. It felt incredible, having Sebastian's wet and tight hole clamped around him as he moved. He had no idea if having sex with a woman could ever feel this good, but he never planned to find out. So far his first encounter with topping was proving to be very satisfying, he had no idea if he preferred it to being the bottom yet. That would take a lot more time and trying many more positions before things would be equal enough to compare. Right now all Kurt knew was that Sebastian was tight as fuck and Kurt didn't hide the fact. “Oh god this feels so fucking good! I'm so deep... fuck!” Kurt blurted out as he felt his mind begin to feel hazy and he knew what was coming. “I'm gonna come! I wanted to make you come first but fuck I can't!”

“It's your first time! I didn't come my first my first time. Just make sure I do and I don't care who's first for once!” Sebastian shouted as he let go of Kurt's ankles and pushed himself back up and met Kurt's thrusts.

Kurt upped the performance up even more when he somehow went even faster as he felt the almost electrifying surge of pleasure flow through him as he finally came with a loud shout. “Sebastian, oh my fucking god I'm coming!” he screamed.

“Fine just keep it up!” Sebastian barked back, he was more than ready to come himself now.

Kurt obliged as he pushed Sebastian hard back down on the bed so his stomach was flat against the mattress and Kurt used his highly flexible hips to hammer into him with such force that Sebastian forgot about not letting himself loose complete control. “Holy shit, Kurt!” He screamed just as loud, if not louder as Kurt had as he finally came and his mind went fuzzy from reaching orgasm. So much that he barely noticed Kurt shudder and collapse on his back, his heart beating as he gasped for air.

“I'm not moving from this bed, so don't try to kick me out tonight,” Kurt breathed as he rolled off of Sebastian and used his last ounce of strength to throw the condom away.

“Can we save any insults, half compliments or snarly banter until we wake up tomorrow? For once I'd just like to put our egos asides and sleep, all I'm going to say is... we're doing that again. Maybe even in the morning! But right now, no, I'm crashing and fast,” Sebastian muttered as he turned over and was surprised to see Kurt had taken care of the clean up job on the bed.

His work done Kurt let out a loud yawn as he turned on his side, looking away from Sebastian. “Sounds good to me,” he agreed. “Just don't try to spoon me tonight,” Kurt warned sleepily.

When he didn't hear a comeback, he turned over to see that Sebastian was already asleep and Kurt rolled his eyes. Well they had both had two performances that night, one musical, the other sexual but both very physical so it was no surprise how tired they now were. Kurt just rolled back over with his back facing Sebastian again and looked out at nothing in particular. His eyes began to flutter shut and he gave in and finally joined Sebastian in a deep sated sleep. It had certainly had been an eventual day, full of new experiences and knew forms of pleasure and once again, Kurt regretted nothing.