Sebastian was siting in calculus that morning not even trying to pay attention to class. All he could think of was Blaine, or that is, how Blaine would be his as soon as Hummel was out of the way. He wondered if the curse had taken affect yet. If the demon was right, then it would be working now and Kurt only had until midnight.

In fact Kurt might be... taken care of already. That fairy had probably come first thing this morning. The problem was Sebastian didnt know what was happening, and Sebastian needed to know.

After class he grabbed his things and snuck out of school, which was a painfully easy thing to do at Dalton. He hopped in to his Corvette and headed to McKinley to find out what was going on with Kurt.

When he got to there it was lunch time. He kept a low profile and went to the cafeteria, the table were the New Directions ate was easy to find. Hummel wasnt there, but Blaine was, as so was the rest of that pathetic group.

Maybe Kurt really was already gone. If he was though, his friends didnt know, they were all smiling and acting normal. Blaine, god he was hot, was laughing at something one of the girls said.

This was going to be more complicated than he thought. Sebastian wondered around the school until lunch was almost over. He was about to leave and drive to the Hummels to see if that told him anything when he saw a pretty blonde girl leave the restroom. A white t-shirt dripping slushie in her hand.

He knew that girl, she was part of New Directions. And that t-shirt wasnt hers. On a hunch Sebastian decided to check the bathroom. He swung open the door and there was Kurt. Still alive and... what was going on here? Sebastian leaned against the door frame and raised his eyebrows as Kurt spun around to face him. Kurts look of shock was one hed treasure for a long time.

"What the hell are you doing here Sebastian?" Kurt shouted

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Kurt couldnt believe this was happening. How was Sebastian here of all places? Sebastian straightened up from the door frame and walked into the room, the door closing behind him.

"Well, well, well." Sebastian said smugly. "And here we find Lady Hummel in the girls bathroom, half-naked and... sticky?"

Kurt balled his fist up beside him. "Why are you even here?" Kurt spat out.

"Oh, I just thought Id come by and see how things were going. See how you are feeling."

"What?" Kurt narrowed his eyes. "What are you talking about?"

"Just wondering how..." Sebastian glanced down to Kurt obvious hard-on "things were coming along."

Kurt opened his mouth to speak when realization hit him and he found himself at a lack for words.

"I would have thought itd be over by now." Sebastian said with a sneer as he walked closer to Kurt. "Even if you cant find someone who wants to fuck your skinny ass you could have at least taken things into your own hands."

Anger flared up in Kurt, hot and powerful. Sebastian knew. He knew what was going on here.

"The curse." Kurt ground out between clenched teeth. "This is because of you!"

Sebastian just shrugged.

"You evil little..." Kurts pulse was beating fast, blood rushing through his body. "Dont you understand, this could kill me!" Kurt shouted as he strode up to Sebastian and stuck a finger at his chest. "How could you do this? I knew you were awful, but this!? How could you!"

Sebastian stepped into Kurts space with an evil gleam in his eyes. "I hate you." He said evenly. "And I want Blaine. I get what I want."

"Not Blaine." Kurt said as calmly as he could. "No matter what happens, youll never have him."

Sebastians cool demeanor cracked and he pushed Kurt making him stumble back. "Yes I will!" He yelled.

"Over my dead body!"

"Thats the plan!!" Sebastians face had gone red and he was shaking with anger, he marched up to Kurt placing his hands flat on Kurts exposed chest and pushed him backwards until he hit the wall, then Sebastian pressed his body up against Kurt as their lips collided together.

Kurt let out a loud "umph" of air as he hit the wall. Sebastians hands found his waist and jerked his hips forward so that their crotches were pressed together. Kurt cried out and then dug his fingers into Sebastians hair, pulling him closer to deepen the rough kiss.

"I hate you." Kurt growled as one hand stayed tangled in Sebastians hair and the other pawed at his back pressing him close and trying to erase any space between them.

Sebastian responded by lowering his hands from Kurts waist to cup his ass, making him buck forward and slid his hard cock against Sebastians equally hard erection.

Sebastian grunted as his lips made their way down from Kurts mouth to his neck, sucking on his pulse point as the boys rocked their hips together. Kurt pushed away slightly so his hands could scramble to the front of Sebastian. In a few quick, practiced movements Kurt had loosened Sebastians tie and thrown it aside. Sebastian swiftly chucked off his Dalton coat and Kurts trembling fingers made fast work of unbuttoning Sebastians shirt.

"Fuck." Sebastian said once his shirt was open and he could slide his chest against Kurts bare skin. "Youre so fucking hot." He mummered out between heated kisses. "When did that happen?"

"Shut up!" Kurt snarled as his hand moved under Sebastian shirt and his fingernails scrapped at his back. Sebastians fingers found Kurts ass again and squeezed it hard, lifting Kurt up and pinning him against the wall. Kurt bent his legs and wrapped them around Sebastians waist, locking himself there as their lips and tongues met again.

The kissing was sloppy and needy as each boy dung their nails into the other and ground their hips together. Their desperate moans and gasp mingling together as they shared each others breath.

Kurt could feel the sleek slide of sweat between their bodies, his eyes fluttered closed and his skin burnt hot. His cock was hard against his stretched pants and he could feel heat coiling in his stomach.

He threw his head back as Sebastian moved his mouth down again to bite at Kurts neck. Sebastian growled and thrust hard and fast slotting their erections against each other through their pants. Kurts hand flew back against the wall to brace himself as he felt his orgasm building.

"What the hell is going on here!"

Sebastian froze tearing his lips away from Kurts neck. Kurt bucked forward a little looking for friction before Sebastian dropped him. Kurts legs let go and he slid to the floor as Sebastian quickly stepped away from him.

Quinn stood looking at both of them, her hands on her hips and her face full of anger.

Kurt sat on the floor panting and looking back and forth between Quinn and Sebastian. Sebastians hair was a mess and his lips were red and swollen, his eyes wide and fearful as he backed away from Kurt.

"What the fuck!" Sebastian said, seemingly in shock. He took one look at Quinn and then quickly gathered up his discarded coat and tie and rushed for the door.

"You get to do this on your own Hummel!" He shouted as he left. "Dont pull me into it."

Kurt was stunned, he couldnt even move from his spot on the floor, even though hed normally be disgusted by sitting on the bathroom tile. He rubbed his hand down his face, not knowing if his cheeks were wet from sweat or angry tears.

Quinn started tapping her foot to get his attention. "Sebastian Smythe? Really? After he almost blinded your boyfriend? I cant believe you would cheat on Blaine with him."

"You wanted me too cheat on Blaine with you!" Kurt cried desperately.

"Yes, but Im not Sebastian Smythe." She said harshly.

Kurt slowly got up on shaky legs. He realized how close hed been too... he couldnt even think it. He shook his head to clear his thoughts. He wasnt going to let this curse win, but he was still hard and pulsing and was afraid hed come with even the slightest touch.

He moved to the sink and turned on the cold water running a hand underneath it and then sticking the hand into his pants. He let out a hiss at the cold, but it helped a little. He leaned over the skin and looked at Quinn.

She crossed her arms and took a deep breath. "Okay, this isnt ideal... but we could still-"

"No Quinn. Nothing more is going to happen between you and me." He said as he stopped himself from grinding up against the edge of the skin, he turned to Quinn and held out his free hand. "Did you bring me a shirt?"

Quinn starred at him angrily for a moment before she thrust the red fabric shed been holding in her hand at him. "Fine!" She yelled as she gave him one last scathing look and stormed out of the room.

Kurt slowly pulled his hand from his pants and leaned his back on the sink as he shook out the shirt Quinn had brought him. It was a very small, tight, red, v-neck PE shirt. Quinns by the size of it.

"You have got to be kidding me." Kurt groaned. He took another look at the shirt and then slide it over his head. It was much to small for him. Clinging to the curves of his chest and the muscles of his arms, it rode up when he moved and showed a sliver of his waist, and it v-ed in the front exposing his chest.

Kurt looked at his reflection in the mirror and then quickly looked away. His skin was flushed and his hair was a mess and he looked indecent in this shirt. Could this get any worse?