The six hour flight from San Francisco to New York ended up being the down time Blaine needed to finally address the thing that had been bugging him for the last few days. Kurt was sleeping with someone and that someone wasn't him. That was his fault though, and he didn't regret the choices he made. Blaine had guessed that Kurt was having sex rather early into meeting him, sometimes he swore he noticed covered up hickeys and bite marks on Kurt's body. Also there was no way Kurt could radiate so much sex appeal and not be getting usual action. Even when he had known it was likely and there was nothing wrong about it, Blaine reminded himself it wasn't his business. Hearing the confirmation that he was hooking up with someone from Julie had been hard to accept. More so because while no names had been dropped, chances were that Sebastian was the guy. It made what Blaine had picked up between them since day one all that more clear. Only Blaine wasn't sure how he would react to this new information if and when he found out for sure. It didn't change the dynamic in his friendships with either of them. Maybe that was the whole problem, Blaine was the oddity, the hopeless dreamer who held onto the romanticized vision of love. He was confused and clueless as ever when it came to love and Blaine barely knew what to do when he'd returned in two weeks.

All he knew was if he wanted to recover and get past his struggles. He'd have to find out one way or another if Sebastian and Kurt had a sexual relationship. Only how he'd manage to do that and still keep his feelings for Kurt a secret, per usual Blaine had no answers. He was so lost in his own mind that it took Nick pulling off his headphones, he really hadn't been listening to the music anyway, to get his attention.

“Hello, earth to Blaine, you there? Where the hell did you go?” Nick asked him.

Blaine blinked quickly as he came back to the real world and his response was to let out a long sigh. “Yeah sorry... I was just thinking about some stuff,” he muttered.

“About Kurt?” Nick offered.

Blaine suddenly felt like a bashful high school kid with his first real crush when the sudden question caused him to blush. “What? Why would you... how did you! Why Kurt?” Blaine blurted out in surprise.

“Blaine, I've known you since you were twelve, I know all the signs and you my friend have got it bad for Kurt. What I'm wondering is why that would be a problem, so much so that you've constantly been staring at nothing while you pout like a two year old who can't have a cookie. Is it about how Kurt left that one morning? Have you guys been fighting since then because of it? Because I swore I saw you smiling in the taxi after getting a text,” Nick began to explain.

“We're not fighting, that was Kurt sending me a message apologizing. There was no need, but I was glad it was resolved, for the most part. No, I should have known I couldn't hide anything from you. I usually wear my heart on my sleeve so keeping this all bottled up has been tough on me...” Blaine began to admit. As much as he trusted Nick it was still hard to say his feelings for Kurt out loud.

“Then talk to me about it Blaine, this is your perfect chance, Kurt's not here, so he won't find out. Just what's going on with you and him? Are you just a bit smitten, getting sexually frustrated by how much you want him...or is it more than that?” Nick asked with a playful smile.

“I think I'm all three of those things Nick, that's the problem. I don't know what to think! All I know is I'm in love with him,” Blaine admitted softly. It took him a while to be able to look Nick in the eye and he was surprised to see him giving Blaine the weirdest look that it was almost creepy. “Uh... Nick, what's with the face...”

“My little Blainey is all grown up and in love,” Nick said in a sickeningly sweet voice.

Blaine narrowed his eyes. “Shut up!” he almost whined; only helping his childlike manner at the moment increase.

“So what's the problem here then? So you're in love with Kurt, I haven't hung out with him enough to know how he'd react to the news. I'm also guessing you haven't told him either. So fill me in on what info I'm lacking here. I know your views on relationships, what's his?” Nick asked.

“I'm not completely sure, the subjects never come up when we talk. In fact I've steered clear of any topics like that because Kurt's very personal and keeps most things about him, especially his past, hidden. But from what I've picked up, Kurt wouldn't be interested in dating anyone, let alone me. Like Sebastian, but there's no way he'd be the same level as him mind you, but I think Kurt's only willing to go so far as casual sex,” Blaine answered. He was leaving out the fact that before they had become friends Kurt had warned he wasn't the dating type of course. Because despite that verbal confirmation, on some level, Blaine had hoped he had been lying, or didn't know for sure if that was the truth. Blaine was too embarrassed about it to admit to Nick though.

“Okay, why do you think that?”

“For one thing he hasn't bothered to hide the fact that he'd be very willing to sleep with me. But then he dropped the subject when I told him I wasn't into casual sex. The newest clue is because before he came over to crash we stopped at his apartment. His roommate commented that I wasn't his usual hookup when she saw me. Kurt ignored the comment but I could tell he was really pissed off about that piece of information slipping out. But there were no names... so I have no idea who the guy is. But whoever it is they can't be dating, even with how private he is Kurt wouldn't have a hidden boyfriend,” Blaine commented and he was more assuring himself than Nick.

“I bet the guy is Sebastian,” Nick suddenly announced.

Blaine's mouth hung wide open in shock, “Oh god you too! That's exactly what I've been thinking. I mean whenever I'm around them and they're insulting each other I just get this vibe from them. Again I know they're not dating but I swear they're having sex...” Blaine muttered in annoyance.

“So what if they are? It's their life, as long as it's mutual then they're not doing anything wrong, Blaine,” Nick pointed out.

“I know that! Only considering my feelings for Kurt and even if nothing happens between us I want to keep being his friend, Sebastian too even. But I don't know if I can now... this changes so much. But the worse part is for them, nothing’s changed, it's all me and I have no fucking idea how to keep my sanity!” Blaine blurted out.

Nick shushed him and Blaine saw the stewardess near them glare at him for the outburst and his cursing and he quickly gave her sheepish apology. Nick placed his hand on Blaine's shoulder and squeezed it lightly. “Blaine, just calm down, relax and take a deep breath. Love is never easy, especially a one sided affection. I have no idea what's going to happen. If you really want to stay Kurt's friend, you'll just have to buck up and tackle each hurdle as it comes. Something might change in Kurt so you'll have a chance or nothing will come of it. But you'll never find out if you run away from confrontation. If it gets so bad where you need to ask if Kurt's sleeping with Sebastian or if you two would have a chance then don't keep it in. Do you regret falling for Kurt, Blaine? Would you go back and stop yourself from falling in love with him if you could?”

Blaine's weak look turned serious and he looked back at Nick with raw emotion. “No,” he answered firmly with no hesitation.

“Well then, there's your answer,” Nick replied with a grin. ______________________________________________________________________

Five days, that was as far as Kurt had been able to stay home and deal with Mark and Julie before he had reached his breaking point. It had started out well enough, so much that he swore they were both trying to be more gracious housemates. But after the second day it had all gone down hill once again and the usual chaos had returned. Kurt wasn't a quitter, but he wasn't a fighter either so he tried to stick it out and stay. It had taken all of his control and he used all his skills he had honed to ignore the bullies back in Lima, but he had almost succeeded. He still wound up seething with barely controlled rage when he came home from work to a messy apartment. To finding all his food being eaten, the sink full of dirty dishes and all the attitude and insults Mark belt out on a regular basis. Those taunts were nothing like the snarky banter he and Sebastian broke out into whenever they were together. No, unlike with Mark all the words he and Sebastian exchanged were lacking real emotion, real hate, it was just their clashing nature and neither of them took offence to any hard words in the heat of anger. If one of them went too far, him and Sebastian would make that known instantly and it was quickly forgotten. But with Mark it was different, Julie too but on a way smaller and less infuriating scale. On the third day Kurt had finally realized the nature of the whole problem concerning Mark; he was too familiar. That he reminded Kurt of the jerks, jocks and homophobes he had finally managed to escape since moving. Kurt knew that there were still those types of people here and he had encountered a few over the last two years. Only he had brushed them off, his inner walls had remained unscathed and unaffected. But when it happened so close to home and it became personal, that made all the difference.

On the fourth day Kurt had almost felt himself begin to crack under the pressure and the worst thing was, Mark was clueless to the effect he was having on him. In reality Mark wasn't evil, he wasn't as bad as some of the worst individuals Kurt had encountered back home. His put downs, insults and jabs were all said lightly and Kurt realized he probably didn't mean for them to be hurtful. So Kurt had planned to sit them both down and talk to them like adults on the fifth day and see if they could work things out. But Kurt had come home to walk in on them having sex on the couch and that marked the end of Kurt's patience. It wasn't the fact that they were having sex out in a place where Kurt could see them. It had been the fact that they were having sex on his expensive cashmere blanket that had been the deal breaker.

What had resulted afterwards was a huge explosion of unleashes tempers, clashing egos and Kurt yelled out that he was done. Kurt had packed up and piled everything he could into his car, had the rest picked up and put into storage and had left an empty room for Julie to find when she came home that night. The only sign that Kurt had ever been there was a less than gracious note commenting on his absence and Kurt was glad it was all over at last.

Only now with one problem finally dealt with, Kurt was left with an equally bigger one; he was pretty much homeless now. With it being the summer finding a suitable roommate he could tolerate wouldn't be an easy feat. Before moving in with Julie, Kurt had two other bad living situations to make him hate the idea of moving all together. There was always the option of staying at a hotel for the night but before he resorted to the fact that there was one other possibility: Sebastian. As much as he hated the idea of owing him anymore that he already did from crashing before, he was his best option. If Kurt could somehow convince Sebastian to let him stay at his place for a few days he'd be able to turn his life around for the better, he was sure of it. Only later that night when his work shift was done Sebastian didn't answer his phone when he tried calling him. Texts were ignored and Kurt knew where to head to next, his watering hole, to Feeling.

“I bet he's fucking someone or leading up to that, I know it,” Kurt muttered as he looked around the crowded building a short while later. Twenty minuets later Kurt started to admit fate wasn't with him when he decided to give it one more chance before looking for a decent hotel. He knew that finding some stranger to fuck and crash over at was out of the question, and he had his standards. More so he wasn't about to trust someone he had never met to stay at his or her place and besides, he needed a couch to crash on for more than one night. Kurt headed over to the bar and found the bartender he was looking for. “Hey there Kent, seen Sebastian tonight? I'm looking for him,” Kurt shouted over the loud music.

“He’s here all right, if you didn't find him out there it's pretty clear to me where he'd be,” Kent pointed out.

Kurt rolled his eyes, of course, why hadn't he thought of that! “Thanks!” he called as he headed to the washroom where he was sure he'd find Sebastian. He pushed open the door and looked to see how many of the stalls were occupied and not for their actual use. Kurt counted four closed stalls and two of them had four pairs of legs visible from the bottom. “Sebastian? You in here fucking someone?” Kurt called out casually.

Kurt waited for a response and he heard a familiar groan for a moment and then a growl of anger at being interrupted. Judging by the sensual noises his partner in the stall was making, they were right in the middle of things and naturally Sebastian didn't bother to stop. “Kinda busy here, Kurt,” he barked as Kurt heard a slamming noise against the stall door he was in.

“I am aware of that but sorry this couldn't wait. I need to stay at your place for a few days,” Kurt began to explain.

True to their nature and view on sex, Sebastian answered like they were having a normal conversation despite the fact that his dick was in a guy’s ass at the moment. “Had your fill of the heteros for a while? Weren't you suppose to unleash me on them before it got to that point?” Sebastian asked as he thrust his hips hard into the guy he was fucking. If he had any protests to his and Kurt's verbal exchange he was too busy to voice it. All he did was swear and moan as Sebastian picked up the pace and the slamming against the metal door increased.

“Don't let me keep you from your task at hand. Just come see me when you're done and I'll explain!” Kurt told him.

At first Sebastian didn't bother to reply and Kurt tried to keep his temper under control, there was no way he would end up begging. “Don't be an asshole Sebastian! I'd fucking do the same for you!” Kurt told him. Kurt was about to resort to banging on the door to get an answer from him but then a pair of keys were thrown from over top of the stall and landed on the floor with a loud metallic sounding crash.

“Go on without me, this could take a while,” Sebastian muttered through a strained voice.

Kurt knelt down and grabbed the keys and he could hear that the two of them were reaching the climax, literally and Kurt didn't bother to voice his thanks and he turned and walked out of the washroom without another word. Armed with the keys to Sebastian's apartment Kurt hurried back to his car and once there he set to moving all his stuff into the place. It had been surprising that Sebastian had given into his request so easily; maybe the fact that his attention had been focused with sex had been a good one. Whatever the case was Kurt was glad to have Julie and Mark out of his hair and gone from his life. At least off campus and he was confident if he saw them at school they'd get no rise of him. Kurt was even willing to call Julie later and try to make peace between them, only not yet, not until they both had time to forgive and forget.

So once Kurt had arranged the boxes full of the belongings he used regularly so they weren't in the way. Kurt had rewarded himself with making a delicious pasta dinner, what was left over he wrapped up for Sebastian as a token of gratitude, and now was reclining on the couch with a good book and a glass of warm milk. Despite how much he had come to enjoy the gay club scene, he still liked a peaceful night now and then. Which was something he hadn't had the pleasure to experience since Mark had started living with Julie.

Sebastian ended coming back home three hours later to find Kurt asleep on the couch with a book over his face and boxes packed up in every nook and cranny in the living room. “What the hell Hummel, I said you could crash not turn this place into a storeroom!” Sebastian muttered as he closed the door behind him. When Kurt didn't make any witty comebacks or swear at him he realized he was asleep and he shook his head. Funny how Kurt could look all cute and innocent when he was sleeping, something Sebastian had never noticed before. So much that he almost felt the urge not to wake him up by being quiet, but Sebastian never bothered with curtsey. He threw his jacket on the nearby chair, or he had intended to, instead it ended up landing right on top of Kurt and that did the trick of waking him.

“The fuck! I'm am not an ugly chair you can cover up!” Kurt hissed and he freed himself from the heavy leather fabric of Sebastian's jacket and threw it onto the floor.

“Too bad,” Sebastian replied smugly. “So why does this place look like a FedEx store?” he asked as he opened up one of the boxes near him and began to go through its contents with no hesitation. Only the insides were rather boring and he saw the box was labeled 'scarves' with sharpie on the outside and he quickly got bored and walked into his bedroom.

“I moved out, I couldn't take it anymore, it's over,” Kurt explained.

“Still doesn't explain all the boxes,” Sebastian said.

“I wasn't about to leave it all in my car over night,” Kurt pointed out.

“Just put it all in the spare room so I don't have to trip over it,” Sebastian voice announced from inside his bedroom.

Kurt made a face at that suggestion. “What spare room?” he demanded.

Sebastian came back out of the bedroom now shirtless and opened up Jack's room, only to reveal it was now empty. “That one, you're not the only one who's moved out recently,” he explained.

Kurt stood up and came over to walk into the empty bedroom, he had never seen inside when Jack had lived there and now he never would. His first reaction to the now empty room was to notice how much bigger it was than his last room. The next natural response was to check out the closet and he was delighted to discover it was a walk in and immense in comparison to how his own had been. “My god, look at this fucking closet!” Kurt shouted in amazement, he could fit a lot of clothing in this much space and that was distracting. He finally remembered that Jack had moved out for some unknown reason and knowing Sebastian, he was most likely the cause. “What did you do?” he asked as he placed his hands on his hips and looked at him judgmentally.

“Since when did you care about my morals?” Sebastian asked as he stepped into the room and got up really close to Kurt, who didn't move from the invasion on his personal space. Nor did he flinch or react to Sebastian arm touching his chin as he began to stare at him with sexual desire. This was nothing new to either of them; it was something Kurt had gotten used to.

Throughout their casual relationship Sebastian, it seemed, craved physical touch and with Kurt, he could have his fill without emotions making it complex. While Kurt could use Sebastian's need to be tactile at any moment to get his body used to being touched this way and at without warning. His reflexes were still in place but through moments like this he was able to no longer flinch when anyone got too close. Sebastian and Kurt could use each other for what they wanted, know about it and be fine with the fact. All the while they were not expecting anything from one another besides mind-blowing sex whenever they were in the mood for it.

“Since I'm going to be staying here for at least a short while and I want to know why Jack left so abruptly and if it will change my plans indefinitely,” Kurt answered truthfully. “So no lies, Sebastian,” he warned.

“That's rich coming from you, you might not lie Kurt but you don't tell much either. Let alone show much but fine, if you must know, his boyfriend came over to visit three days ago and I ended up fucking him,” Sebastian answered nonchalantly.

Kurt's reaction to this was to smack his head with his hand and snap his head back to begin to laugh. “Of course you did!” he declared.

“For the record he approached me and practically begged me to, so that deemed it alright in my books. How about you? This a deal breaker? Does this make me too much of a bad-boy to live with even on a temporary basis, or fuck, or be fucked by?” Sebastian asked as he slid his hand down under Kurt's pants and began to play with his ass.

“If it did then you'd find out real quick, Sebastian. So while I sometimes question your life choices, to answer your question, no, this changes nothing between us. Mainly because aside from sex, there's nothing between us anyway. Though you are letting me stay here so I guess I should admit on some level, I could describe you as a friend,” Kurt told him casually.

“If you're expecting me to feel flattered then you are out of luck,” Sebastian announced.

Kurt rolled his eyes and pushed at Sebastian's chest sending him back a few steps and out of his reach. “Yeah whatever, I'll try not to wear out my welcome. Hopefully I'll only be here for a few days before I find a place,” Kurt assured him.

“Well as long as we can fuck when we get too pissed off I'll live with your freeloading ass being here,” Sebastian replied with a cocky grin. ___________________________________________________________________

Yet eight days later Kurt Hummel was still crashing at Sebastian's place, though considering he had brought out most of his stuff from storage as the days passed he could hardly call it that anymore. It was more like he was a roommate rather then a temporary houseguest and so far neither of them had bothered to comment on the change. Kurt wasn't about to ask Sebastian if he'd be willing to let him stay for the long term and he wasn't even sure if that's what he wanted either. All he knew is he wasn't really trying that hard to find a new apartment lately. For one thing he was enjoying being so close to Feeling that he could just walk home, whether he was alone or headed back with Sebastian. This past night Sebastian hadn't come home at all and Kurt didn't care.

Alone or with Sebastian, it didn't make much difference to him for the most part. Even when he was home sometimes they paid little attention to one another, because they didn't want to get domestic with their new living arrangement. In fact since Kurt had starting staying in Jack's old room eight days prior, they had only sex had twice and that wasn't really surprising.

It had turned out that way because Kurt had been kept rather busy with work so they didn't have as much chance to get really angry or horny when they were home at the same time. Also, they weren't keeping track of their sexual encounters; Kurt had no idea how many times they had fucked since Sebastian took his virginity. The only thing he did bother to note was now it was more even when it came to who topped and who bottomed. Though even when Kurt wasn't counting he knew as far as topping went, Sebastian was still in the lead. Sebastian might have a preference but so far, Kurt hadn't picked one over the other and he found no need to. It wasn't like you had to be a top or a bottom when you were gay and sexually active.

Sebastian arrived home later in the afternoon when Kurt had been planning to have a shower since it was his day off and he could take his time. Kurt heard the door open and as usual Sebastian didn't bother to announce his return, with them there was no need for daily pleasantries. But when Kurt heard him step into the bathroom, Kurt had a bad feeling and he got up off from in front of his vanity and peered into the room. What he found was Sebastian disrobing and Kurt just leaned on the doorframe and narrowed his eyes at the sight. “I was just going to have a shower!” he complained.

“How the hell was I suppose to know that? You can wait till I'm done,” Sebastian snapped back. Once he was fully nude he stepped into the shower and turned the water on, he turned to look back at Kurt and flashed him a certain smile and Kurt knew what was coming. “Or you could join me,” he suggested casually.

Kurt response was to groan in annoyance but he started to strip off his clothing anyway. But before heading into the shower he stopped at the medicine cabinet to pull out the bottle of water proof lube there, as well as a condom from the box beside it and once equipped for what he knew Sebastian had in mind when he invited them to shower together, he stepped inside the stall.

Sebastian chose to act innocent and make it all Kurt who was up to the idea of shower sex by eyeing the supplies and chuckling. “Aren't you cocky, what makes you think I want your ass in here?”

“I could always do the fucking instead,” Kurt offered.

“Like hell! Don't think you’re a top all of a sudden, at least when I'm concerned. I still like to come out on top, unless you're riding my cock from there,” Sebastian growled and for once he didn't reach out for Kurt. Even when it had been his idea, he was going to make Kurt initiate sex for once because it was amusing to see Kurt's annoyance over showing how badly he wanted Sebastian sometimes. Like how whenever Sebastian made the first move it was like he was only doing him a favour though they both knew that was a load of crap.

Kurt had half a mind just to quickly take an actual shower and leave Sebastian to touch his own dick. But he had to admit he found shower sex hot and the warm water wasn't the reason. Kurt quickly tucked the condom package and lube on one of the shelves in the shower and approached Sebastian, who for once didn't move or try to tease him by making him work for it. That told Kurt he was as ready to go as Kurt was himself. Under the hot pounding water Kurt grabbed onto Sebastian's face and mashed their lips together for a wet kiss. Kurt opened up Sebastian's mouth wide and slipped his tongue in and they pressed their bodies up against each other as they made out heavily. There not even being enough space between their mouths for any water to slip in and risk either of them choking, the only danger was they risked was suffocation from lack of air.

The need to breathe finally overruled their desire for release and they pulled their faces apart. But Kurt didn't give his mouth any time to rest as he began to kiss Sebastian's chest and glide his tongue along the sleek wet skin. Hands slid down his waist and settled on Sebastian's hips so lightly that with the cascading water it was barely registered. All the while Sebastian never broke, never showed any signs that Kurt was doing anything that made an impact. Until Kurt began to lower himself and he left of a trail of sucking kisses down Sebastian's chest and going all the way down to his cock. But instead of giving him a blowjob, Kurt forced Sebastian's legs to open wider and went straight for the scrotum instead. While he began to rub and pump Sebastian's cock with his hand and that got the reaction he was hoping for.

“Holy shit!” Sebastian shouted loudly as he braced himself against the shower wall as his legs began to feel weak from the sensation the act brought upon him.

Burt Kurt was far from done as he took his free hand and someone managed to locate Sebastian's entrance without visual aid as his mouth continued to suck on his ball sack as he tea-bagged like a pro. With the aid of the water to help slick things up to not need any lube for what he had in mind. Kurt pushed a finger inwards and Sebastian bucked his hips forward in response. Kurt finally pulled back and gave proper attention of Sebastian's hard-on and set to deep-throating him until he Sebastian couldn't keep it together and would come.

“Thank god you don't have a gag reflex Kurt!” Sebastian muttered as he ran his hands over Kurt's shoulders, resisting the urge to grab onto the sides of his face to help him move on his cock. But that would risk Kurt choking, no matter how little a gag reflex he had and with the added water it could even be dangerous. The pleasure surging through him came at him like a shock wave of electricity as Sebastian couldn't help but begin to thrust further into Kurt's tight throat. When Kurt took it in stride and it only made their pleasure intensify it was almost too much to process. “Shit I love this!” he yelled suddenly.

Hearing Sebastian use the word love during sex, or at all for the first time was so shocking Kurt pulled his head back so Sebastian's cock slid out of his mouth right when Kurt knew he had been second away from reaching orgasm. No matter who had been the one to say it, and no matter the situational context, Kurt’s reaction would have been the same. No one had ever said or used to the word to describe anything to Kurt, aside from his family. The fact that it was Sebastian, someone who he thought couldn't even say the word let alone feel anything remotely close to affection stopped him in his tracks, which Sebastian was not happy about.

“What the fuck was that for! Why even bother if you won't finish the job,” Sebastian growled in anger as he grabbed onto Kurt's wet hair and pulled his head back to his groin, making sure not to cause any pain.

“You said love Sebastian, it caught me off guard,” Kurt admitted. But he got back to working on getting Sebastian off only he decided to switch to just giving head since he wasn't sure what Sebastian's reaction to his comment would be.

“So? When I say 'Who's your daddy' once and you don't bat an eye. But if I say love then it's time to panic? People can say a lot of stupid things during sex, you should hear some of the things I hear when I'm fucking guys. I guess I could of been more truthful and said I really like and not love when you deep-throat me but... fuck! Keep that up I'm close, shit! I don't like to be too chatty during sex, you know that. Don't you fucking dare stop and talk right now either! Or I'll throw your ass out on the street!” Sebastian shouted as he grabbed onto the sides of Kurt's head and set the pace as he finally came into his mouth and Kurt obliged him to swallow his load before continuing their conversation.

“I was just surprised okay! I've never heard anyone...” Kurt began but then he realized what he was saying and he stopped himself, but it was too late.

“No ones ever said they loved you or anything you've done huh? I've heard it a lot and believe me, it's not all its cracked up to be. Didn't you say romance is dead?” Sebastian pointed out.

“It is!” Kurt growled in annoyance. “Forget about it! Are you going to fuck me now after I did all that?” Kurt demanded.

“I don't think so...” Sebastian began to say smugly but before Kurt could get all snarly he gave his mouth something else to do when he kissed him hard. He was on Kurt in blur and his hand went for his cock and felt how hard he was. “I just came and while I can get it up again really quick as you know. Since you're all hard and ready and that was some good head you gave me. I guess I'll be the generous one just this once and let you fuck me. But after this, don't count it happening for a while. My cock’s too impressive to let it get lazy,” Sebastian told Kurt as he reached for the lube.

Kurt hid his surprise; considering they last time they had shower sex Kurt had topped then too. But since once again neither of them was counting, he was quick to hop on board. So with the decision made of who would fuck whom, Kurt pushed on the shower dial and stopped the water, since it would be easier to put the condom on. As much as he had come to experience and enjoy everything so far as new things went, there would never be a time when either of them would want to fuck without protection. Sebastian simply shoved the condom package into Kurt's hand as he opened the bottle of lube.

Before Kurt could ask what he was doing Sebastian turned to face away from Kurt, braced one hand on the slippery tiled wall of the shower and moved his ass out and up for Kurt to see. He then went on to start fingering himself like a well seasoned porn star, except he was actually convincing and Kurt's throbbing cock was the proof.

“You fucking monster... how can you torture me even when you bottom,” Kurt cursed as he focused on putting the condom on.

“You're easy to get a rise out of, especially with your cock it seems,” Sebastian taunted.

Instead of bruising his ego, the insult only made Kurt that much more determined to knock Sebastian off kilter and make him beg for once. He had managed to get him to bottom finally so with that mission done, he had moved onto the next and he hoped it wouldn't take winning a sing off to finish this current task. Not that he thought he'd be successful right now but that didn't mean he wouldn't try anyway. “I seem to recall you respond to the idea of getting in my ass pretty quickly too,” Kurt snapped as he slipped two fingers inside next to Sebastian's and began to make a scissoring motion, something he knew Sebastian liked.

“Shit! That's cheating,” Sebastian shouted.

“I wouldn't go there, considering why Jack left,” Kurt warned.

“Not my fault his boyfriends a slut.”

Kurt suddenly pulled his fingers out of Sebastian's ass and stopped lining his cock up to take over. “Do... not... ever use that word around me Sebastian. I'm warning you, it's a trigger for me and I'm not kidding,” Kurt said softly.

For the first time since meeting Kurt Sebastian shocked him by his usual smug smile wiping off his face and his expression went dead serious. He turned around and looked at Kurt, trying to figure out if he was telling the truth and it was clear he was. Sebastian wasn't really capable of feeling regret so he did the best he could and didn't make any snark remarks at him. Instead he said a word he rarely ever said to anyone and hoped Kurt would realize the fact. “Sorry,” he told him, though it was full of attitude.

Kurt simply stared back at him and let it go, he wasn't about to let himself explain why the word was a trigger. But most of all despite the mood breaking he was still painfully hard and wanted to fuck. “Good, then I'll still fuck you,” Kurt hissed as he turned Sebastian back around, turned the water back on and got back on track.

That was good enough for Sebastian to forget the awkward moment and he pressed his hands both against the wall as Kurt began to push into him and stretch him out as he entered him. One of the reasons he let Kurt fuck him on a semi regular basis now was that it kept his ass from getting too sore. After the first time of being the bottom after two years and feeling the painful sting that came afterwards was more than enough. Yet so far he hadn't met anyone else he'd feel impressed by or who had worked enough to be the top aside from Kurt. Luckily for him Sebastian never had to worry about over thinking things when it came to sex so he was fine with the fact. Especially when Kurt knew how to use his cock despite years of experience.

“Fuck you're tight! Man shower sex is so hot,” Kurt moaned as he began to thrust into Sebastian as he grabbed onto his hips and tried to keep them in place despite the added water pouring over their rutting bodies.

“So much that you 'love' it?” Sebastian muttered.

“Shut the fuck up!” Kurt ordered and he pushed in even closer and grabbed for Sebastian's cock and ran his thumb over the shaft as he moved his hips faster.

“Are you fucking double jointed in your hips or something? It's almost inhuman the way you can move them almost out of socket,” Sebastian hissed.

“You'd have to thank Beyonce and Single Ladies for that, got me nice and loose. Little did I know the advantage those dance moves would bring me in the future,” Kurt grunted smugly as he demonstrated just how well he could use his hips when it came to sex. He moved like he was hunting for something, and he found it, he launched his attack.

“Stop that Kurt I'm...!!” Sebastian shouted, there was no holding anything back to keep in control for once.

“You really want me to stop? Sounds like you're enjoying it to me,” Kurt whispered as he pressed down on Sebastian's back so his mouth was at his ear. When Sebastian didn't answer him he pulled out and began to tease Sebastian's hole with the tip of his cock and rubbed it up against his ass.

Sebastian let out a loud snarl and he pushed backwards when Kurt pressed the tip of his cock back into him and made Kurt go deeper than planned. Kurt might be a fast learner when it came to the game of sex, but Sebastian was in the big leagues, he knew all the tricks of the trade. “I already came once and I can for a second time without you,” Sebastian commented.

“If that's the case why I am even here,” Kurt taunted.

“Do you really want to know the answer?”

Kurt cursed as he gave in and began to thrust back into Sebastian, fine, if he wasn't going to beg he could at least make Sebastian scream. Use those trained vocal cords for something other than singing. To accomplish that Kurt rocked his hips forward against Sebastian's own backwards thrusts and the result was mind numbing. If this didn't pay Sebastian back for him letting Kurt stay at his place for over a week he didn't know what would.

“So figure out if you're a bottom or a top yet?” Sebastian suddenly asked.

Kurt was too busy gasping for air as he tried to hold out and resist the urge to come already that he hissed in protest.

“I thought you didn't like to get chatty fuck! Shut the fuck up I'm busy!” Kurt shouted as he couldn't help but let out a pained sob at how amazing it felt inside of Sebastian. Any hopes of not being the first one to come were lost when Sebastian’s muscles suddenly clenched tightly around him. “Fucking shit I'm coming! Oh my lord Sebastian I hate you so much!” he swore loudly. Heat blazed through him from the bottom upwards and through his cock as he made one final thrust and came harder than he had before. His line of vision blurred as he came back down from the peak of reaching orgasm. It rocked him so much that he couldn't move again to finish Sebastian off. “You.... you do realize my cock is useless now,” Kurt breathed.

Sebastian swore under his breath. Sometimes winning didn't have its rewards and he felt Kurt begin to slide out of him. Just as he was about to tell Kurt he could finish the job orally, it seemed he had already thought of the idea himself. Wet hands grabbed onto his waist and pulled him up and flipped him over. Kurt got down on his knees, which must have killed considering the hard tile floor, and sucked on his cock taking it down his throat and far as his cock could reach. Kurt began to hum, sending tiny waves of vibration around Sebastian's shaft and that did the trick.

“God yes finally!” Sebastian blurted out as he came for the second time into Kurt's ready throat.

Both totally spent Sebastian pulled Kurt back up into a standing position and he slumped into Sebastian embrace, pressed against his neck and he listened to Sebastian's fast heartbeats.

“That was. Interesting,” Kurt muttered through heavy breaths.

Sebastian just nodded, “You can do so many better things with your mouth than talking,” he declared.

Kurt just rolled his eyes and pulled away from Sebastian to let the water run over his body and rinse him clean. With the used condom now tied off and in hand he slipped past Sebastian, who didn't bother to stop him for once, the act being over with and he threw it away. Kurt grabbed for a towel, which was his own, and began to dry himself off. “You done?” he asked as his finger got close to the switch on the toilet.

Sebastian's eyes narrowed, “You wouldn't dare,” he warned.

Kurt sighed; if he wasn't staying at Sebastian’s only out of the kindness of his heart, or whatever black organ pumped the sinister liquid through his veins that normally would be blood, he would have dared. But even when he could offer hot sex he knew actually flushing the toilet would cross a line. So he just shrugged and walked out of the bathroom as he began to dry his hair off.

Leaving Sebastian in the shower like he had started out, this was something he had never benefited from when his roommate had been Jack. As far as he was concerned, as long as Kurt planned on staying, he'd make the most of it. _____________________________________________________________________

Two more days passed, where Sebastian and Kurt had started another dry period of not bothering to have any sex. So far there had been no need to, it was almost alarming how well they had adapted to their new living arrangement. So much that Sebastian had decided there was really no need for Kurt to move out and change it. Sebastian would never admit it to anyone, Kurt most of all, but he enjoyed having him as a roommate.

Kurt and his annoying habits aside, it worked for them. After coming to accept this Sebastian had decided to make the move official, even before Kurt had any say. The decision had lead to Kurt's bedroom becoming decorated with the last remnants that had been in his storage unit, which wasn't much anyway. Sebastian stepped into Kurt's room and glanced at the boxes the delivery guys had brought in and he grinned. It would be entertaining to see Kurt's reaction to their arrival and how Sebastian had made it possible. Curiosity got the better of him and since Kurt wasn't there to kick him out, he took this rare chance to try to figure out the many secrets Kurt kept well hidden about himself. Though Sebastian didn't care very much so he quickly got bored when his attempts to snoop came up empty. Instead he made his way to the closet and whistled to what he saw there.

“How much fucking clothing do you own!” Sebastian muttered as he looked around the sea of fabric. Sebastian liked to look good as much as the next gay guy did, but this was boarding on obsession. No for Kurt it probably was, he tried to recall the time Kurt had talked about his love of fashion. But considering it hadn't been about him it was choppy, something about how Kurt used it as an outlet, or he bought his outfits from outlet stores, he couldn't remember. As Sebastian began to look through the various articles of clothing he was amazed to discover some of them were pretty decent.

When Sebastian hand touched one dark blue sweater in particular he grinned and took the hanger out of the closet to get a closer look. Two white hand marks, placed perfectly over the chest, which looked like someone with paint-covered hands had groped the wearer. Oh yes Sebastian liked this a lot, so much that he didn't hesitate to take it off the hanger and pull it over his head. He stepped out of the closet and came to admire himself in Kurt's full view mirror. “Very nice Hummel, amazed you have some taste.” Sebastian said to himself, as he liked what he saw in his reflection. All of a sudden his phone began to ring, at first he thought it was Kurt and he somehow knew what he was up to. But when Filthy Gorgeous didn't start and Like a Virgin did instead he let out a sigh of relief. Sebastian brought the phone to his ear and looked at his smiling face in the mirror as he did. “Hello Blaine Anderson, miss me?” he asked.

“What do you think?” Blaine replied with a chuckle, only he didn't give Sebastian time to answer, knowing where that conversation would lead to and he didn't miss those talks. “I'm just calling to see how things back there are going, any big changes?” Blaine asked in his usually friendly tone.

Sebastian looked around Kurt's bedroom and he ignored the irony of the question, he didn't find any real need to keep the fact that Kurt would most likely become his official roommate from Blaine. But he knew Kurt probably would, especially when he was clueless to Sebastian's plan to make that happen. So for the time being he decided to keep that piece of news from Blaine. If anything it wouldn't help his continuing mission to sleep with Blaine and that was the main reason he chose to keep quiet. “Not really, same old usual life for me, full of fucks and all the types of pleasure it entails. How about you Blaine, find any action in the Empire State?”

Blaine made an exasperated sigh, trust Sebastian to make everything about sex. “No and that was my plan from the start Sebastian, remember that fact. Because you can have fun without sex you know, so I've had an amazing vacation here anyway. All the shows and sights to see, we even did some tacky tourist stuff like the empire state building, Central Park,” Blaine began to tell him.

Sebastian yawned as he walked out of Kurt's bedroom and into the kitchen to get a beer, man Blaine liked to talk. He'd need to get slightly drunk to be able to listen to him ramble on for much longer. “Boring stuff if you ask me, check out any of the gay bars?” he asked.

“Yes actually, though I wasn't the one to suggest it! But I wasn't the only gay guy on this trip so we checked a few out. Actually you seem far less forward compared to some of the guys who hit on me in them,” Blaine admitted with a laugh.

“They just don't know how to play the game properly, that sometimes less is more. Except for cock size,” Sebastian said.

“What if they still know how to use it?” Blaine asked, showing he could be just as tactless as Sebastian could.

“You trying to tell me something Blaine?”

Blaine groaned; it served him right for lowering himself to Sebastian's level. “Forget it but no! Anyway how's Kurt been? I tried calling him but got no answer, figure he's working or something,” Blaine asked as he casually slipped Kurt in to discussion and made it sound like he didn't care. When in reality he was dying to hear about him, since him arriving in New York they had only exchanged a few texts. Blaine missed hearing his voice; he even missed his complaints about Sebastian.

“Who? Oh yeah that guy, he's at work and I never really bother about people when I'm not fucking them so I have no clue how he's been,” Sebastian announced.

Blaine rolled his eyes, “I'm worried about how his roommate situation has been. Have you seen him lately?” Blaine asked, not giving up on finding out the answer he wanted.

Sebastian chuckled lightly; it would be so easy to let it all slip out. “More or less,” he answered.

That answer caused Blaine to make a face, what the hell did that mean? “What?” he blurted out.

But Sebastian didn't get the chance to make it more clear because if by magic Kurt chose that exact moment to return, with a number of shopping bags in hand. He noticed Sebastian was there and glanced past him as he began to walk towards his room without a word. Only he finally registered what was out of place and he did a double take. He took one look at Sebastian's state of dress and anger seethed through him. “No,” he said with clenched teeth.

Sebastian just remained in place; the opportunity was too perfect not to take advantage of. “Excuse me?” he asked innocently.

Kurt began to slowly walk over to Sebastian; he had known it would only be a matter of time before he'd cross the line. Though Kurt hadn't been expecting something like this to happen. Walking in on Sebastian having sex was one thing, this was war. “Take... it... off,” Kurt said slowly as he walked up to him.

Sebastian didn't comply with Kurt's orders; instead he hid his cellphone from view, though he was confident Blaine would be able to hear every word. “Take what off? My pants?” he asked.

Kurt was in no mood to get playful and turn things into their regular sexual games. “Take it off!” he barked, as he got right up in Sebastian's face. Though he didn't try to make him take the sweater off by force, he didn't care if he injured Sebastian in the process; he only feared the damage the shirt would take in the effort.

If Blaine couldn't hear the heated exchange before he certainly could now, as Kurt was mere inches away from him. Sebastian reached for him and this time Kurt showed he wasn't in the mood. He batted Sebastian's arms away, only to grab onto his wrist as he looked at him and that look sent shivers down Sebastian's spine. Here was the darker side of Kurt, one Sebastian rarely saw, the one he used to survive during all the hate he had faced in his young life. Sebastian managed to show no change, when inside he was slightly freaked out by what he saw in Kurt's blue eyes. “Try asking nicely, or maybe give me a good reason to...” he offered.

“No fucking way Sebastian, you're not getting your way this time! Stay out my fucking closet and my clothes. This is an Alexander McQueen original and it would be impossible to find one now! Not to mention the fact that it finally fits me properly! You take it off right now or face the consequences. Which are not going to be sexual just for the record,” Kurt told him intensely. “So take it off!”

“But I like it, it shows guys exactly where their hands should go. Got a pair of pants to match?” Sebastian asked.

“Take it off...” Kurt repeated.

Sebastian chose that moment to bring his phone into view and held it up in front of Kurt. “I am on the phone you know,” he declared.

Kurt's intense gaze faltered slightly at the new information. He stumbled backwards but quickly recovered. “You fucking... that's Blaine isn't it?” Kurt hissed.

“No it's a phone Kurt, but yes Blaine's on the other end. Unless he hung up after you freaked him out by trying to get me naked,” Sebastian commented.

“No. I'm still here... uh hi Kurtm” Blaine voice said awkwardly from the speaker.

Kurt swore under his breath as he resisted the urge to punch Sebastian in the face yet again. It was hard to remain a pacifist where Sebastian was concerned sometimes. But the need to explain things to Blaine overruled his wanting to smack some sense into the selfish prick. But not until his beloved sweater was safe from his clutches. “Take the sweater off Sebastian, this is your last and final warning,” Kurt muttered as he grabbed the phone out of Sebastian's hand. He glared at him with determination and anger until Sebastian cracked under the pressure and pulled the shirt over his head and threw it at Kurt, who caught it with clenched teeth. He wasn't about to start ranting to him when Blaine was still on the phone, that could wait.

“It was too tight for me anyway,” Sebastian said as he ran a hand down his stomach and Kurt groaned at him in annoyance.

Sebastian it seemed was content with just pissing Kurt off so he simply shrugged, took his opened beer and headed into his bedroom, closing the door behind him loudly. Kurt had no idea what Blaine would think of their whole verbal exchange, but he wanted to clear some things up. “Sorry about that Blaine... um I'll try to explain what just happened,” he muttered as he sat down at the kitchen table.

“That would be nice,” Blaine admitted sheepishly.

“Things got so bad with Julie and Mark that I ended up moving out. I've been crashing at Sebastian's ever since, just until I can find a new place. What you just heard was my reaction to coming home and finding him wearing one of my rare and expensive brand name sweaters and well... you know what happened next,” Kurt explained.

Blaine let out a sigh of relief; the explanation didn't fully leave out the chance of there being more to the story. That Sebastian and Kurt were sleeping together, but it also made it possible that it wasn't the case. Blaine wasn't a fool, despite how love could affect ones brain, he was well aware the first hunch was mostly likely the correct one. “Ooh okay I get it now! Sorry things got that bad, you doing okay?” Blaine asked. Again he didn't ask Kurt right out to define his relationship with Sebastian, but the undertone in the question left a hint of wanting to know. Not to mention the fact that Kurt had referred to Sebastian’s place as 'home' when he was only suppose to be crashing was unnerving. So he was pretty sure Kurt would pick up on that as well.

Kurt sighed. He had a pretty good guess at what Blaine wanted to know, but since he wasn't actually asking for an answer. Kurt didn't feel complied enough to enlighten him on the matter, which bothered him. Why in the world would he care if Blaine knew he was hooking up with Sebastian? Was he afraid that Blaine's opinion of him would change? That for some stupid reason Kurt was seeking his approval, that idea was far too messed up, even for Kurt. “Yeah I'm fine, it was the best option,” Kurt admitted.

“How's the apartment hunt going for so far?” Blaine asked.

Oh right, Kurt was supposed to be looking for a new place to live; he had pretty much forgotten that fact. “Slow,” he replied. To stop Blaine from asking any more questions on the matter Kurt changed the conversation to be about him, something that had always worked before. “So you must be heading back here pretty soon right? Will that be hard to do? Has the bright lights and Broadway shows lured you away for good? I hope not, I'd miss you,” Kurt told him, making sure to sound casual when he admitted he'd miss him. Because that was true, Kurt had noticed Blaine absence over the last two weeks and he wasn't afraid to admit he missed seeing his kind face.

Blaine had to take a moment to recover from Kurt's confession, even when he knew that it lacked romantic attachment. He stilled loved to hear verbal confirmation that Kurt had missed him, even just as a friend. “I'm actually coming back tomorrow evening. So once I'm back I'll see what I can find as far as apartments go,” Blaine offered.

Kurt hesitated; he wasn't sure how to react to the offer. Because he liked his current living situation far better than the ones he had before. It was finally time to stop dodging questions and make one thing clear. “That's nice of you to offer Blaine, but it might not be necessary. I might not need to move again at all... it's crazy but it kind of works where I am right now,” Kurt explained.

Blaine's mouth hung open in shock; they had to be sleeping together, it was the only logical answer. How else could the two of them tolerate living at such close quarters? Blaine couldn't help but feel slightly hurt at the news. That when Kurt had crashed at Blaine's he couldn't even stay till morning. Yet when he was with Sebastian it worked so well that Kurt was actually considering becoming his roommate. Once again Blaine felt like the he was the oddity and that lead him to feel childish and almost guilty. “That's surprising to hear,” he admitted.

Kurt let out a long breath, “I know right... it's stupid to ask but... are you alright with it if that's what happens? I know we're only friends, but I did bail on you that one morning. I know I say I don't give a fuck about anything, but you're the exception to the rule Blaine. That doesn't mean I won't move in here still. But... shit I am just not good at this fuckery!” Kurt swore in anger.

Any doubt that had formed in his mind that this change would mean the end of his friendship with Kurt was thrown out the window. Blaine would make it work, make it all right; the other option wasn't even thinkable. “I won't lie, the idea is hard to wrap my head around. But it's your life Kurt, if it's what you want then that's all that matters. I'll be fine, I should be fine, and so that's what I'll be,” Blaine assured both Kurt and himself.

Kurt smiled lightly. “I'm glad, then when you get back and are rested enough can we have a welcome back celebration for you?” he asked.

“Oh heck yes! Wait, will Sebastian be there though?” Blaine asked.

“He'd show even if he wasn't invited Blaine, so expect him to be there,” Kurt pointed out.

“Good, as hard as he is to deal with, he's the reason for how my life is right now,” Blaine admitted.

“I know what that's like,” Kurt admitted with a groan. “Anyway I won't keep you any longer. Call me when you’re back in the bay area okay.”

“I will Kurt, bye and give my regards to Sebastian for me,” Blaine replied and ended the call.

At hearing his name Kurt remembered the crime Sebastian had committed a moment ago and he didn't intend to let him off so easily. But first he needed to return the shirt on his arm back to its rightful place in his closet. Kurt opened the door to his bedroom and came face to face with a sea of boxes and his last bookcase from storage in his room. It took him a minute to process what this mean and he looked at the scene before him in shock. “Sebastian!” he bellowed.

“What?” Kurt heard him shout from his own room, not bothering to make an appearance.

Kurt placed his shirt carefully on his bed and stormed over to Sebastian's room and opened the door without bothering to knock first. Sebastian was reclining on his bed reading some book and that made Kurt almost forget why he had stormed in. “You read?” he asked as he raise an eyebrow in surprise.

Sebastian barely glanced up at Kurt for more than a second before returning his attention to the pages in front of him. “You should see your face right now,” he said casually.

“Wait, that's my fucking book too!” Kurt hissed as he noticed it was his copy of 'A Gentleman Dressed Up' by John Bridges and Bryan Curtis.

“I do have a brain, so I enjoy a good book now and then. Though this is pretty boring, I already know how to dress well.” Sebastian said.

Kurt's anger returned and he got to the point. “What the hell is my stuff doing in my room? I mean how did you even get it all here! Without my permission! Are you some sort of fucking secret agent or something? That aside, why would you do that?” Kurt demanded as he flung his arms up in the air.

Sebastian sighed and put the book down beside him on the bed, swinging his legs over the edge of the bed to come to a sitting position. Only then did he finally look up at Kurt and his usually smug smile spread across his meerkat face. “Do you notice you keep calling it your room? Did you forget this was only supposed to be temporary? I haven't, but I also am not too much of a wuss to admit there's no need for it to be. I think we've proved that this situation works for us, so I figured I'd make it official. Don't get any ideas though, we're roommates in addition to fuck buddies. If you start wanting more then the doors right there,” Sebastian explained.

Kurt wasn't sure how to react to what Sebastian was telling him, one part of his brain said it was all a load of crap. The other part of him was trying to fight the fact that Kurt agreed with every word. He had assumed and assured himself he'd meet resistance when he brought the idea of him moving in for good to Sebastian. The last thing he expected was for him to beat Kurt to the punch and to go as far to have the rest of his stuff delivered. The alarming fact that Sebastian had managed to do that aside, the result of all of these facts made it clear what his response would be. The final jab at the end brought things full circle and lead to his usual annoyance with anything Sebastian said or did.

“I can assure you if my mind ever tries to tell me I'd want anymore, you'd never get the chance to kick me out. I'd be out the door before you could notice. But no, that's never going to happen Sebastian. However well this has been working for us, the casual sex and now the idea of becoming roommates, it's only ever worked because without the burden of emotions, things are pretty defined. So if we both agree with that, then I see no reason to move out. I hate moving for one and while it might be different when we're back in school. I'll admit it, I like living here. Just stay out of my fucking closet and my clothes and I think this could work well and to our advantage,” Kurt commented.

Sebastian for once didn't feel the urge to touch Kurt at that moment, there was no need. He simply placed his hands behind his head and fell back on the bed. What surprised him was for Kurt to lie down beside him on his side, though like Sebastian he didn't reach out to touch him either. Sebastian eyed him at first but just let it go, it was hard to figure Kurt out sometimes, hence why he never really bothered to try. “So should we lay any ground rules?” he asked.

Kurt shrugged. “We never did with our first arrangement, so I don't see the need. Anyway I know you're good as far as the major offences go. You already know that dirty clothes go in the laundry hamper in your room, not all over the living room. I can handle a discarded jacket when you come home from wherever you go, or clothes torn off in haste for sex. I haven't come home to dirty dishes aside from a plate now and then and when you eat my food you at least leave the majority for me or replace it. Also most important at all, if you have sex out where I can walk in on you, you do it on your own fucking blanket so I think we're covered. Well aside from what I said before, don't wear my clothing. If you want to look decent I'd be more than happy to take you out for a shopping invention,” Kurt offered as he let out a lazy yawn.

“No,” Sebastian growled.

“Suit yourself,” Kurt said with a shrug. “You got any rules?”

“I can't think of anything that comes to mind that I need to tell you about. Just don't go crazy and gay up the place with your decorating tastes. I never deny who I am and whom I like to fuck. But I'd like to keep it so people won't be able to tell I like cock the second they walk in here. Cause not all gays like glitter and gaudy colours,” Sebastian warned.

“You must have seen my room since you were in my closet, did you see any hint of glitter or neon? No, my tastes have changed over the years, just because I'm less flashy and more classy doesn't mean I'm ashamed of who I am either. It just means that I came to my sense, even if the reasons why were far from ideal. I still stand out, I'll never stop dressing like I do, I only want the impression I leave to be a good one. So you won't see me adding a bunch of pink throw cushions around here,” Kurt told him.

Sebastian cocky smile faded for a moment, was he delusional or had Kurt actually voluntarily shared something about his past. “Are you going to tell Blaine than we're roommates then? Or like with us having sex you're going to keep him in the dark?” he asked, deciding to change the subject.

“No, unlike my sex life... where I live is far less private. I'm actually surprised you haven't told him we're fuck buddies yourself,” Kurt replied.

“He never asked, so I haven't bothered,” Sebastian explained. In reality he had decided revealing that secret would turn Blaine off to the idea of eventually caving and sleeping with him. Only now armed with the fact that he was pretty sure Blaine was in love with Kurt, that decision had changed. All that was needed now was the right situation to happen and he was content to wait for it.

“Glad we're on the same page then. But one last thing, let's not let this living arrangement mean we have more sex than usual. I mean we can still use it to resolve any battles or when we've bored enough. But we shouldn't use easy access as an excuse here, I might not be looking for sex elsewhere still. But that doesn't mean I think our fucks have any special meaning,” Kurt warned him as he stood up off the bed.

Sebastian gave a cocky laugh, “That's been my view from the start,” he assured. “So are you staying or coming?” Sebastian asked, intentionally messing the words up to have a sexual meaning.

Kurt rolled his eyes at Sebastian's comment. “Who says I can't do both, but not right now. Oh and Blaine's coming back tomorrow and I've offered to have a welcome back thing for him. Show up if you feel like it,” he muttered as he headed out of his room.

Sebastian grabbed for Kurt's book and went back to reading, he had no idea how being Kurt's roommate would turn out, but either way once again his life wouldn't be boring. Though his life hadn't been dull before had picked up that perfect ass at Feeling. But what had happened since that first encounter still had become surprising even to him. The only reason Sebastian had gone along with it all was because as usual, he ended up getting all the spoils.