Kurt got to his feet, stretching his sore arms while heading towards the front desk. He was covered in grease and in ugly coveralls, yet he had never felt calmer. Working on cars always relaxed him. There was nothing more therapeutic than working on an engine and ordering people around. When he wasn't working, he loved talking to the guys who worked there about everything under the sun. But when he was under the hood, that all went away and he turned from one of the guys into the bosses' son.

"Dad, what are you doing? We close soon and…" He trailed off as he rounded the corner and took in the scene before him. Leaning against the front desk, talking animatedly with his dad and Finn, was Sebastian Smythe. The boy was drenched from head to toe, his hair plastered to his forehead and a towel wrapped around his chest. He was telling a joke.

"And then he said, 'Maybe, but I don't think I can fit another roll up my ass!'"

Finn and his dad burst into hysterical laughter, Burt clutching at his sides. "Kid, you're too much." He chuckled, wiping a tear from his eye. He noticed Kurt standing in the doorway, looking horrified. "Kurt, I was just talking to your friend Sebastian here. Great kid. Tells some of the best jokes I've ever heard."

"Sebastian…" Kurt said with a tight smile. "What are you doing here?"

"Kurt," Sebastian nodded in greeting, smirk sliding in place. "My bike broke down at school. I had to push it all the way here. It's so lucky your dad owns a repair shop so close by."

"Yes…very lucky." Kurt narrowed his eyes at Sebastian. He knew the boy was full of crap. There was a motorcycle shop way closer to school. They could have easily fixed it for him, no problem. But no. Sebastian saw this as an opportunity to get under his skin and on his nerves.

Burt clapped a hand on Kurt's shoulder. "You think you can take this one? I got a lot of cars to take care of."

Kurt shook his head quickly. "I would love to dad, really, but I'm working on Mr. Grayson's car and I can't…"

"Don't worry about that." His dad waved his hand, dismissing his words and cutting him off. "Mike can get it. It should be a quick fix, then you can head in."

Kurt sighed in defeat. "Fine," he forced out through gritted teeth. He would just fix the motorcycle and then leave. Simple as that. Sebastian couldn't try anything with all the workers around. And while Burt would probably get his shotgun out if Kurt told him what Sebastian had done, he didn't want to worry his dad. He was under enough stress already because a customer was thinking of suing them over what they claimed was a half assed repair job. It was ridiculous, of course, but lawyers would take any case, so they had reason to worry.

He followed Sebastian over to the motorcycle and immediately got to work. He found the problem quickly. Somebody had definitely tampered with Sebastian's bike. "Somebody has it out for you." He called over his shoulder as he pulled his purple tool box towards him. They had done some damage.

He heard Sebastian's laugh. "I was pissed at first, but I got over it."

"Oh really? Why's that?"

"If it wasn't for them I wouldn't have been able to see you get all down and dirty. Only you could make coveralls look sexy."

Kurt rolled his eyes. "Gaga, you're such a perv…" he mumbled under his breath.

"The very best."

Kurt was allowed to work in silence for a while, which he was thankful for. There was no doubt in his mind that Sebastian was checking out his ass, but he didn't care. He was just staring at what he would never have or touch. Only Blaine could do that. As Kurt's hands went through the motions fixing the bike, Kurt allowed his mind to wander to the make out session he had earlier. He didn't know what had possessed him in that instant. It's just…Blaine looked so good in that outfit. Something inside of him had snapped and next thing he knew he was on top of Blaine, kissing his boyfriend senseless with Blaine's hands squeezing his butt. If his dad hadn't called, he probably would have gone farther than that. It had just felt so good.

"So did Blaine get any action after Glee club?"

Kurt nearly hurt himself again in his surprise. He blushed fiercely and hid his face in his work. "I have no idea what you're talking about."

Sebastian rolled his eyes. "Oh please. I saw you staring at hobbit's ass the whole time he was dancing around. So I'm just asking if you did anything about it."

Kurt cleared his throat professionally and looked over his shoulder at the smoldering gaze Sebastian was sending his way. "Why do you even care? Doesn't the idea of Blaine and I doing anything make you want to puke your blackened little heart out?"

"Sex is sex, Princess. I don't object to you and the hobbit doing anything. It'll just make you realize he can never please you and will ultimately lead you into my more than capable arms."

Scoffing, Kurt went back to the bike. "In your dreams, Sebastian."

"Every night, Princess."

Kurt chose to ignore him for the rest of their time together.

Sebastian was enjoying the simply fantastic view of Kurt's ass in those overalls when his phone rang. When he checked who it was, he groaned. His dad. Shit, he had to take this call or else his dad was going to explode. This had to be about something bad. His dad never called.

Reluctantly he answered the phone. "What do you want?" he said none too kindly. There was no use being nice to his dad. It was about as pointless as trying to talk a grizzly bear out of mauling you.

"Get your ass back to your house right now. You need to watch your sister tonight."

This wasn't uncommon. While his sister Lily spent most of her time with their grandparents since their parents were always working, occasionally his mom would have to look after her. Which really meant that she would spend two seconds with her daughter before handing the girl over to Sebastian.

"I can't, dad, my bike broke down and I'm getting it fixed." He stilled himself for the explosion.

He wasn't disappointed. "What do you mean your bike broke? Do you know how much that damn thing cost? You stupid, ungrateful little faggot. You fucking screw everything up. I'm not paying for that fucking thing to get fixed, Sebastian. And I don't care if you have to walk your sorry ass the whole way, if you're not hear in the next ten minutes I'll take out every second that you're late on your disgusting faggot face."

"I love you too, dad." Sebastian ended the call and ran a hand over his face. How the hell was he going to get back home in less than ten minutes with his bike? He peeked through his fingers at Kurt, who was acting like he hadn't just been listening in on his conversation. "Hey, Princess, do you think you can give me a ride home?"

"This isn't a cab service. Besides, I should be finished with your bike soon."

"Kurt," Sebastian waited until the boy looked at him. "If I don't get home soon I'm going to be in big trouble. I'll pick up my bike tomorrow, just please help me out."

Kurt sighed. He gently put his tools away and got to his feet. "You owe me." He mumbled while snatching up his car keys and going to inform his father where he heading.

Soon after they were in Kurt's car with Sebastian giving quick instructions. While normally he would be using this opportunity to tease Kurt relentlessly, Sebastian remained stone silent the whole ride. Every conversation he had with his dad ended with him having a black eye and his dad storming off pissed. He wasn't looking forward to it. Even if he did arrive on time his dad would probably say something that would make him mad and they would fight. If they weren't fighting they weren't talking at all.

When they pulled up outside of the house his dad was waiting on the front steps, an angry look on his face. Before Sebastian could open the door and leave, he felt a soft hand on his arm. He could feel Kurt's concerned gaze on the back of his head. "Are you going to be okay?"

Sebastian captured the hand and brought it to his lips so he could place a small kiss on the skin. Kurt quickly pulled it away with an angry huff. "I'll be fine, Princess. Don't you worry your pretty little head about me."

He bid Kurt farewell and walked calmly into his house. His dad slammed the door shut the second he was all the way through. "Who the fuck was that?" His dad hissed, pointing at the door.

Sebastian perched himself on the edge of the couch and slipped his cool mask into place. "I don't think the door has a name, dad." He knew annoying the man was never a good idea, but sometimes he just couldn't help himself.

"Don't be a smartass, Sebastian, who was the little faggot in the car?"

"Why do you care? What, your little homophobic brain can't handle two gays in the same area?"

"Don't push me, boy." Mr. Smythe threatened. "I don't give a shit if you think you're gay, but I don't want you hanging around little cock suckers like him. Soon you'll get over this crap and I don't want those fucking faggots still chasing after you. That boy can take his little slut ass and find someone else to fuck him."

Sebastian's eyes went dark and he scowled. He wasn't going to let anyone talk shit about Kurt. Not while he was here. "Kurt is not a slut." He forced through gritted teeth. "He's the kindest, smartest, and most beautiful person I have ever met."

"You expect me to believe that the little faggot doesn't get his ass fucked every fucking day like the disgusting, filthy, ugly faggot he is." He crossed his arms tightly over his chest, ignoring Sebastian's murderous gaze. "Sinful cocksuckers like him deserve to die."

Sebastian pushed himself to his feet, storming over to his dad and getting right in his face, hands clenched tightly at his sides. "Then you must think I deserve to die too. Because you know what, dad, I fucking love sucking cock and I've taken it up the ass more than once. You know why? Because I'm gay. I love tight asses and big, fat cocks. It feels fucking amazing. I'll never stare at boobs or fuck a pussy. I'm gay and I don't give a damn whether you like it or not. Nothing you can say or do to me that will stop me from thinking that Kurt is a hot little piece of ass and if I got the chance to have sex with him I would be in heaven."

His dad's light green eyes were narrowed and his face was red. Sebastian plowed on regardless. He already knew what was going to happen. He might as well voice his two cents before his dad silenced him. "I think the real reason you are so angry with me being gay is because I get more action than you ever did! Mom's not going to touch you anymore. The only sex you get is from people you have to pay to touch you. So how dare you call Kurt a slut when you have to pay fifty bucks for a whore to even give you a fucking hand job! Even if Kurt's gay, he's five times the man you'll ever be you worthless piece of shit!"

When his father finally left, Sebastian was on the floor, clutching at his slowly bruising sides and holding a towel to his split lip, staining it red. He had nobody to blame but himself. He had pushed his dad too far and the man had retaliated. The punches hurt, but it was nothing he couldn't handle.

The only part of his mother he saw was her perfectly manicured hand pushing Lily inside of the house and shutting the door.

His little sister, who was no more than five, immediately ran over to him, curls bouncing wildly around on her head. Her huge emerald greens eyes shined with excitement. He caught her as she flung herself into his arms. "Sebbie, I missed you so much!"

Sebastian chuckled and placed his face in her sweet strawberry smelling hair, wrapping her in a hug even through it made his sides ache. "I missed you too, Lily Bear."

She pulled back and looked into his eyes. She caught sight of the split lip and bruises on his face, frowning. "What happened, Sebbie? How you got hurt?"

Of course Sebastian couldn't tell her the truth. She wouldn't understand and it would only upset her. He always came up with some story that explained his injuries, and this time wasn't any different. "Well you see, Lily, when I came home I found out there was a troll in my house!"

Her eyes widened. "A troll?"

"Yeah," Sebastian continued, gesturing his hands dramatically. "He was about ten feet tall. Ugly, stinky, and dirty. And he told me that he was going to sleep in your room! And I told him that there was no way I was letting him make your bed all smelly and dirty. That he was too big for a little girl's room. He was angry so he said he was going to take Mr. Rabbit. So I had to save him from the evil troll. I got a little hurt, but I scared off the troll. He won't be coming back any time soon."

Lily grinned widely and gave him a tiny kiss on the cheek. "You're so brave, Sebbie!"

"All for you." He scooped the giggling little girl into his arms and carried her into the kitchen. Lily was looking at him excitedly, shifting from side to side and beaming from her seat on the counter. She knew that when she was with Sebastian she got spoiled rotten. She ate junk food and watched whatever she felt like. Sebastian always got shit for it from his mom, but he didn't care. He loved his little sister and hardly got to see her. If she wanted ice cream for dinner, he'd break out the rocky road and whipped cream faster than you could blink.

Today, though, he was going to make one of her favorites. The ingredients were laid out in a neat row before him. Marshmallow fluff, Nutella, and a loaf of white bread. It was unhealthy as anything and could rot your teeth with one bite, but Sebastian made two of them with a side of chips. He took a seat on the couch, Lily nestled comfortably in his lap, and turned on Spongebob Squarepants.

They watched the show for hours until Lily eventually fell asleep against his chest, her small hand clutching at his shirt and her mouth creating a small stain of drool. He turned off the TV and carried her carefully into her room. Despite his attempts to get Lily into bed without waking the child, her huge eyes fluttered open just as he placed her head on the pillow.

She smiled sleepily up at him. "You're supposed to be asleep, silly." Sebastian said, brushing a stray curl out of her face.

"I wanna ask you something." She mumbled.

"What do you want to ask?"

She pointed to the princess poster above her bed. Sebastian had been sure when he moved in to use some money to decorate a room for Lily. Sure, he had to give up some of the stuff he wanted in his room, but it had all been worth it. The look on his sister's face when she first saw this room was priceless. Painted purple, filled with stuffed animals, dresses in the closet, and princess posters plastered on the walls. Every five year old girl's dream land. He had even nearly broken his neck sticking those glow in the dark stickers to the ceiling. The things he did for his sister.

"Did you find your princess yet, Sebbie?"

It was an innocent question; one that Sebastian had no problem answering. Lily asked it every time she called, and Sebastian always had to tell her no, but he was hoping to soon. He pulled out his phone and went to Kurt's Facebook page. He had an amazing profile picture; beautiful and Blaine free. He made it larger and showed it to the little girl. "I want him to be my princess. I'm not having much luck so far."

"He's pretty." She patted the side of his face halfheartedly. "You're so brave, Sebbie, I bet you'll have your prince so fast! And then you gave go live in a castle and ride unicorns!"

"Exactly." Sebastian kissed her forehead. "Now go to sleep you ridiculous child."

Lily stuck her tongue before doing as she was told and closing her eyes.

Sebastian retreated to his room where he decided that going to bed wouldn't exactly hurt him either. He would have to wake up early to get his bike back. He threw himself down on the bed after changing into some sweatpants, letting out a content sigh as he sunk into the sheets. He glanced at the picture that was still on his phone. The image of Kurt, a little stain of grease on his porcelain cheek, in those impossibly sexy overalls popped into his head. God, how was it possible for someone to make such a horrid piece of clothing look totally amazing? The way the material clung tightly to his ass, showing off his plump, pushed up bum. The drool worthy way he…

Okay, bad thoughts. Sebastian scolded himself. Your little sister is in the next room. You can't jerk off.

He closed his eyes tightly and willed sleep to come, the image of Kurt fresh in his mind.

~ Dream Sequence ~

His hands ghosted over a pale, smooth chest, snow white expect for the pink blush that spread across it. Two tiny pink nipples were hardened little nubs by now, so sensitive to the touch. Every time his fingers brushed across them he was rewarded by breathy little gasps and whimpers from the boy beneath him.

He drew his little lover into a deep kiss, gently coaxing the boy's tongue into a small battle. Sebastian gently fought Kurt into submission. The pale boy was so inexperienced. Every one of his touches made him moan and writhe beneath him. It was incredible.

While he kissed Kurt, his hand trailed down the taunt stomach and to the waistband of tight black boxers. His little lover immediately tensed and broke the kiss. His face was bright red and his eyes were glassy with pleasure. But past that Sebastian could see the fear in Kurt's eyes.

He removed his hand and instead cupped Kurt's face, making the boy look into his eyes. "Baby, we don't have to do this." Sebastian whispered, stroking the smooth skin beneath his thumb. "I can wait as long as you need."

Kurt shook his head, taking a deep breath. "I…I want to do this with you, Seb, I really do. I'm…just scared…" He averted his eyes quickly.

"Baby, I would never hurt you. There is nothing to be scared of. I'll be so gentle. It'll feel so good, Kurt, I promise you. I want to make love to you. This isn't fucking. I will do everything in my ability to make sure you are comfortable, happy, and pleasured. This isn't about me. I don't want your first time to be bad. I understand if you want to wait."

Long arms wrapped around his neck and pulled him into a searing kiss. Even after all this time Kurt's kisses still managed to turn him into a pile of goo. Hot breath hit his ear as his boyfriend spoke. "I want you, Seb. Really badly. I know you'll take care of me. I-I love you."

Sebastian looked down into Kurt's beautiful eyes, smiling. "I love you, too. So much."

"Can…" Kurt blushed deeper and trailed off for a moment.

"Yes, sweetheart?"

"Can you take off your boxers first?" He asked innocently, gaze briefly flickering down to the bulge in Sebastian's underwear.

Sebastian chuckled. "Of course." With absolutely no hesitation, Sebastian stripped himself completely nude. Though he tried to fight it, Kurt's was soon flat out staring at Sebastian's cock. Shakily, Kurt reached out and wrapped his hand around it.

Sebastian let out a loud moan. They feel of Kurt's smooth, pianist like fingers gently stroking his cock as indescribable. And while he wanted to lay there and let Kurt do that forever, this wasn't about him. Tonight was about Kurt.

So he removed Kurt's hand and laid it down on the mattress. "Like what you see?"

Kurt caught his gaze, a teasing smile on his lips. "Maybe…" he said coltishly, running a hand along Sebastian's board shoulders.

The bigger boy hummed, dragging a finger down the smaller's body, again stopping at the waistband. "I guarantee you'll love it after tonight."

Kurt cocked an eyebrow at him. "You so sure about that?"

"I promise you." A quick peck was delivered to Kurt's pouty, kiss reddened lips. "Now, can I be granted permission to see my boyfriend in all his wonderful glory?" he asked, toying with the elastic.

It took a moment, but slowly Kurt nodded. Sebastian rubbed soothing circles on Kurt's hips, taking in the sight of Kurt's cock straining against the fabric, fighting to get free. A small dark spot had appeared, precome having stained it. Delicately, so as not to frighten his little lover, Sebastian slid the underwear down Kurt's hips, over his erection, and off of his legs.

Automatically, Kurt's hands moved to cover his cock. He turned his head to the side, eyes downcast, biting his lip. "Baby, why are your hiding? I want to see you. All of you."

"It's embarrassing." Kurt mumbled, the blush now taking up a good portion of his body.

"What do you mean?"

"I'm…I'm naked."

Sebastian shook his head fondly, capturing Kurt in a quick kiss. "You're adorable, you know." Sebastian murmured against Kurt's lips. "Kurt, I love you. Every single inch of you. You are the most beautiful thing I have ever seen."

He took Kurt's hands and removed them from where they rested. He was finally gifted the sight of Kurt's cock. It was perfect. Not too large, but by no means small. Pale like the rest of his body, poking out from a patch of neatly trimmed hair. It was flushed pink, precome beading at the tip. He always knew Kurt would have a pretty cock.

He must have stared too long, because tears welled up in those perfect blue eyes and Kurt tried to close his legs. Sebastian hastened to assure him that he was gorgeous and had nothing to be ashamed of.

Sebastian took a moment to take in the situation. He had Kurt, the most incredible boy he had ever met, on his bed, ready to have sex. It was something he'd wanted since the moment he laid eyes on Kurt. Kurt's beautiful pale body was all laid out before him, spread out in complete trust. His blue eyes shined with so much love and lust. It was amazing.

He slid down Kurt's body until he was staring at the prettiest cock he had ever seen. He pressed a kiss to the head, feeling Kurt shiver beneath him. He was again reminded of how inexperienced the boy was. He smirked as he thought of how much pleasure he would be able to cause his boyfriend. He was a master of blowjobs, something Kurt was going to learn really soon.

Starting out with tiny licks and gentle sucks, Sebastian managed to turn innocent, angelic Kurt into a mewling, moaning, lust fueled mess. Kurt's fingers dug into his hair, tugging harshly. When Kurt bucked his hips up, Sebastian didn't stop him. He deep throated Kurt and swallowed around his cock.

He loved the taste of Kurt, the feel of him on his tongue. He had given tons of blowjobs before, more than he could count, but this one felt better. When he tongued at the silt and Kurt literally howled, he felt a deep sense of satisfaction. Seeing normally put together Kurt all flushed and disheveled turned him on to no end. He traced a vein down the side and sucked hard.

It was too much for Kurt. Without any warning, he exploded down Sebastian's throat, screaming and shivering from the intensity. Sebastian sucked down it all down happily, not letting a drop be spilt.

Kurt had his eyes closed and was breathing hard. Sebastian pressed a kiss to each eyelid and trailed them down his jaw. "Oh gaga, Sebastian…that was…amazing." His eyes fluttered open and he looked down to Sebastian's hard on. "Do…do you want me to…"

Sebastian hushed him with a finger to his lips. "This is about you, Kurt. Don't worry about me."

"But I want you to feel good to."

"I do feel good. When we make love, we'll both feel amazing."

He pulled Kurt into his arms and just held him for a while, giving Kurt time to rest before they continued. His hand lazily rubbed up and down Kurt's back. Nimble fingers gently carded through his hair, relaxing him. He knew that his boyfriend needed this moment of peace. He wanted Kurt to be comfortable and happy through this whole experience. If Kurt wasn't happy and pleasured, then he wouldn't be. He didn't mind lying next to Kurt, feeling the silky soft skin against his own. It just gave him time to memorize every bit of Kurt's body, and suck a few hickeys into the flawless skin.

Eventually, Kurt looked into his eyes with a small smile. "I'm ready."

They kissed for a moment, deep and passionate. "I love you. So much, Kurt."

"I love you, too."

Kurt eased his legs apart, exposing his hole to Sebastian. It was small – tiny, in fact – and pink. Like a small rose bud that had yet to bloom. A pillow was situated under his hips and head to make him comfortable. With hands nearly shaking from excitement, Sebastian grabbed a condom and the bottle of lube they had placed on the bedside table. He wet his fingers with a generous amount of lube and gently traced Kurt's hole.

When the first finger was slipped in, Kurt let out a pained little gasp. Sebastian instantly claimed Kurt's lips, pulling into a powerful kiss, distracting him from the uncomfortable feeling. It was a slow process. He moved his finger in and out, growing even harder at the tightness of Kurt. One turned into two. Sebastian played with Kurt's balls and stroked his cock while he kissed him, using every technique he knew to make sure Kurt felt no pain. When Kurt told him to stop for a bit he did. He was patient. Calm.

He ignored his aching hard on in favor of making sure Kurt was okay with everything going on. He knew what had to be done. His first time had been painful and disappointing. He didn't want that for Kurt. This night should be beyond pleasurable and perfect.

He fond Kurt's prostate with ease and reveled in the moans of indescribable pleasure that poured from that pink mouth. Kurt clutched at his shoulders, nearly screaming out as Sebastian tortured that bundle of nerves with three fingers. Very soon he was begging. "Seb…Sebastian! Please…please – ah! - do it! Oh god, please! I…ohhh…want you!"

Most guys would have pulled out their fingers and did as Kurt requested, but Sebastian knew better. Kurt wasn't stretched enough yet. So despite the boy's whining and pleading, Sebastian continued until he was absolute sure that Kurt was well prepared.

He moved to lube up his cock, but Kurt stopped him, claiming he wanted to do it. He lathered his hand in lube and gently coated Sebastian's cock until it was ready. After applying the condom, he laid back on the pillows, spreading his legs for Sebastian. Sebastian kissed Kurt deeply, battling their tongues while he gently pushed inside. No matter how much he prepared Kurt, there would still be a bit of pain. He stroked Kurt's cock as he moved in slowly, oh so slowly. It took every single amount of willpower he had not to thrust forward. Kurt was so hot, tight, and fucking wonderful.

He moved in a little, and then paused for a time, letting Kurt get used to the feeling of getting full. He nearly came when Kurt wiggled his hips, causing the most pleasurable friction on his cock. It was hard, but he remained still. After five more pauses, he was fully seated in that delicious tunnel of pleasure, panting and struggling not to fuck the beautiful boy underneath him into the mattress. His hair hung in his face, sweaty and tangled from their earlier make out session. His green eyes glowed with lust and love.

Kurt's eyes were screwed tight, hands fisting the white sheets between his fingers. Sebastian shakily stroked the side of his face. "Baby…Baby, you need to relax…just relax. I've got you."

It took a few strokes and a handful of kisses from Sebastian to get Kurt to finally relax. He gave the signal that Sebastian could move. He pulled out, moaning loudly at the wonderful drag of Kurt's walls against his cock, and then thrust forward. As he had done this many times before, he hit Kurt's prostate with pinpoint accuracy.

Everything after that were hard thrusts, loud moaning, and Kurt clawing at his back. They moved together like they had been doing this for years. It was perfect. Sebastian pounded in quickly, sweat slicking between their bodies and making it all the easier. Kurt forced his hips onto Sebastian's cock, mewling and screaming. The faces and noises Kurt made were the sexiest things ever. It was a hundred times better than anything Sebastian could have ever imagined.

He was close. So very, very close. Kurt's walls clenched around him, so easily drawing him in and so reluctant to let him go. On the brink of orgasm, he heard Kurt say, "Sebbie…Sebbie wake up. Wake up, Sebbie."

Despite Kurt's confusing words, Sebastian continued the in-out motion, racing towards completion. He grabbed Kurt's cock and licked Kurt's nipples, wanting to come with his little lover. He was almost there, so close with Kurt right behind him, when everything went black.

~ Dream Sequence over ~

He sat up quickly in his bed, still panting and feeling like he had run a marathon. He could feel his still hard erection rubbing against his blanket and realized it had all been a dream. Disappointed and horny, Sebastian fell back onto the mattress, slipping his hand under the covers to finish himself off with images of naked Kurt.

He had just wrapped a hand around his dick when he realized his sister was in the room. Like he had been burned, he removed his hand and a blush lit up his face. He had nearly jerked off it front of his five year old sister!

"Lily…what…what are you doing here?" He asked, stumbling over his words. "Why aren't you sleeping?"

"I had a scary dream and I want to sleep with you so the monsters can't get me."

Sebastian thought up every boner killing thought he could possibly imagine. His parents having sex, dead puppies, naked old people, anything. What eventually worked was the image of Blaine doing what he had just done to Kurt in the dream. That was a disturbing thought.

He lifted up the covers and let his sister slip in along with her favorite stuffed animal, Mr. Rabbit, who was essentially a bunny with a top hat. She cuddled close to him and placed her curly haired head on his chest. "Were you having a scary dream too, Sebbie? I heard you moaning and yelling in my room. Whose Kurt? Is he your princess? Were you protecting him from evil monseters?"

"Yeah…" mumbled Sebastian, blushing even further. "Fighting off monsters…"

"That's cuz you're so brave, Sebbie." She kissed his chin. "I bet Kurt likes you loads!"

Sebastian tried not to feel too disappointed when he remembered what Kurt actually thought of him. "Go to sleep, Lily Bear. We'll go to the movies tomorrow, okay?"

Lily kissed him once more before snuggling into his chest and falling asleep.

Sebastian sighed. Knowing he had to get up early, he relaxed into the pillows and shut his eyes promising himself that one day, he would make that dream a reality.