Although Kurt had found nothing to like about Sebastian, when he woke up the next morning he felt like going to hunt him out to shake his hand and say thank you. His visit to the coffee shop yesterday had definitely been unwelcome at the time, but the events that followed had left Kurt feeling like he was floating on rainbows, even a day later.

Blaine had come back to him at the shop after closing last night, and Kurt had never seen him so domineering. He'd taken charge... and he'd been so sexy that Kurt had been reduced to a whimpering puddle. After being claimed by Blaine over the counter where all the customers queued on a daily basis (Kurt tried not to think too much about that part), he'd proceeded to drag Kurt back to his apartment to continue things there.

Kurt's stomach had growled with hunger as they'd strode the short distance to Blaine's apartment. It'd been hours since he'd eaten. He'd eyed a couple of food establishments that they passed, but apparently 'no' was the answer to any requests to stop for food. Normally Kurt would probably have insisted, buttonighthe fell into Blaine's sweet, soft kisses in response to his pleas, with promises of Blaine making him something later.

Hunger was forgotten for a while. Kurt couldn't even remember undressing, never mind where his clothes actually were, and Blaine had led him to his bed and fed his cock into Kurt's waiting mouth, his strong thighs straddling Kurt's chest. Kurt had run his hands up and down Blaine's thighs continuously, mesmerised by the flexing muscles beneath his fingers and all he could do was moan and moan around Blaine's gorgeous cock as Blaine had chanted his name over and over.

Kurt had been hauled into the shower straight after Blaine had come down his throat, still having not come himself. There'd been lots of kissing and petting and soft touches, Kurt's erection untouched - the ache was almost unbearable., but this time he was determined not to touch himself. He almost came against the soft towel that Blaine wrapped round him afterwards as it lightly brushed his sensitive cock, causing him to gasp audibly.

"Um, Kurt...?" Blaine had asked, "I should probably have asked this before, but do you top? - Only I'd really like you to fuck me if that's something... something that you do...."

Oh he definitely, definitely did top. He loved topping - and even if he didn't usually there was no way he'd be refusing Blaine one. single. thing. And being ridden into the mattress by Blaine had sent a very vocal Kurt to a whole new level.

It seemed that you didn't need sleep if you had superhuman tendencies. Blaine had dragged a giggling Kurt straight from the bed to the kitchen where they'd cooked up virtually all the food in Blaine's fridge, and everything had tasted like nectar as Blaine had fed him while they sat naked in bed, washing it all down with cider and coffee. Perfect.

Despite having only had a few hours sleep, Kurt had woken up this morning ready to take on the world. He'd sassed his way through the day at work with scary efficiency and, dressed to kill, he was still feeling pretty untouchable this evening at Lionel's where he'd come to hear Blaine sing.

Santana slipped into the seat next to him, Blaine's second song in, touching him on the shoulder to announce her presence. "Hi," he smiled at her, only looking in Santana's direction for the briefest of moments. He hoped she didn't want to chat while Blaine was performing.

She took a sip of her drink before commenting. "I saw you two before Blaine went on set...." She took another drink, a long drink.

"Lovely. Good for you. And? Your point?" he sighed eventually, realising she wasn't going to carry on with what she was saying. Exasperated at having divert his eyes away from the stage yet again, he couldn't hide his annoyance. "I've come here to listen to Blaine. I can listen to you wittering on anytime..."

"Oh I know... I don't want him to miss any of those heart eyes you might be sending his way. Come to think of it though I'm sure he'd sing to you while you're fucking each others' brains out, give you a personal performance....I'm pretty sure he's had you singing some high notes for him by now....." Kurt loved Santana dearly, but sometimes he could happily strangle her. As soon as she touched alcohol, she had absolutely no filter.

"Santana! Please be assured that whatever Blaine and I do behind closed doors... You'll be the last one to know."

"No need to worry, Hummel. I can tell by the blush on those pretty pink cheekbones of yours, and I'm sure your pants were looking extra extra tight after he'd given you that long farewell kiss before he went on stage. Very thoughtful of him to give you a little parting gift in case you forgot all about him while he was up there making heart eyes back at you."

Kurt turned back to watch Blaine, deciding the best course of action was to ignore Santana. When she was in one of those moods, there was no stopping her. She loved getting him riled up and he really didn't want to give her the satisfaction.

"Have you told him yet?" Was she really interrupting him again?

"What?" Kurt huffed, glaring at her. "Who? Told who what?"

"Told hobbit you're in love with him. Or haven't you even admitted it to yourself yet?"

"For gods sake Santana," Kurt despaired. "Of course I love him.. he's everything - happy? - did you actually come here to watch Blaine, or just to harass me?" He took a deep breath. Perhaps it hadn't been wise to tell Santana he was it love with Blaine, even if it was true.

Today had been going so well - and he had a feeling that this wasn't going to be the worst of it.

Blaine's current song was just coming to an end amidst loud cheering and applause from the audience. He really pulled in the crowds here Kurt was just thinking proudly to himself when he was jolted by an exceptionally loud string of whoops close to where he was sitting. Just no. Please. Kurt turned round in dread. Just as he thought. Sebastian Smythe.

As Kurt turned to look at Sebastian, he spotted Kurt, giving him a small wave and bounded over. Kurt would definitely have to practice his 'go away' vibe because Seb really wasn't getting it. "Hi Kurt!" he enthused grinning broadly, "we meet again." Kurt really couldn't like him - and when he thought back to all the insecurities he'd brought back to Kurt yesterday.... Of course, maybe he did need to thank Seb for the amazing sex he and Blaine had had last night.

"Sebastian." Kurt really couldn't help a small smile though - the man was so ridiculous. He'd never met anyone so full of his own self-importance.
Seb stood a little closer to Kurt than necessary. Probably to intimidate him, but he obviously didn't know Kurt. Time for an education. Yesterday he'd been wrong footed when Seb had whirled his way into the coffee shop, but today he was a bit more prepared.

"Ooh. Looks like we've all come to swoon over Blainey boytonight. He really is sex on legs." Seb gave Kurt a small nudge as he spoke. God, Kurt really hated those touchy types - creepy!

"Funny," Kurt kept his eyes on Blaine. "Haven't noticed you here before Seb. You trying to rekindle your friendship with Blaine? Only from where I'm sitting....."

Santana cleared her throat where she was sitting on the other side of Kurt. "Hey creepy McCreepy," she directed at Seb, "Blaine's dick is only interested in one ass round here - and it's definitely not yours... I can vouch for that...I've seen plenty of desperate erections straining in their pants..."

"O..ka..y Santana," Kurt blushed. It may be true but really Santana?

Seb hadn't stopped smiling since he came over. "And who may you be?" he asked Santana, reluctantly taking his gaze away from Kurt's discomfort to look at her.

"Santana," she smiled back at him. "Do you make a habit of going after unavailable guys?"

Seb gave a chuckle. "Oh, trust me.... nobody's truly unavailable...." With that he gave Kurt a small slap on the back. "I'll see you guys later," he chirped before heading into the crowds near the bar.

"Ugh," Kurt groaned as soon as Seb was out of sight. "Is he for real?"

"I'm looking forward to the 'bitch fight' when this all comes to a head," Santana smirked as they both turned back to watch Blaine perform his final number of the night.

Kurt swallowed down his fears as he watched Blaine sing his heart out, and suddenly telling Blaine he loved him felt like the most important thing in the world. When the time was right he was going to tell him. Not here, but when they were alone...maybe not today but sometime soon.

Blaine waved to the audience before walking off stage. His eyes were shining brightly - there was no denying the passion he felt performing up there - it was obvious to anyone who watched him. A small crowd gathered round him, a few people new to Blaine who just wanted to shake his hand and express their appreciation and some, his college friends, amongst others. Kurt could see Sam and Mike... and who was that with his arm thrown round Blaine's shoulders?... yes, he thought so.. Sebastian.

Kurt knew he had choices. Seb was probably only doing it to rile him, but Kurt Hummel, wasn't he the master of overreaction? While his mind was contemplating his body was already heading over towards Blaine. He sashayed his way through the thinning crowd, pulling Blaine towards him and pressing their lips together possessively as he reached him. Sebastian teetered off balance having been leaning on Blaine, giving a groan of frustration in the process. Blaine's eyes widened in surprise, but he settled against Kurt's lips happily once he realised what was happening.

He looped his arm round Blaine's waist, tucking his hand into Blaine's snug back pocket. That ass was his. "Well hello there," Blaine said quietly, pulling them apart slightly to look at him. He put his hand firmly on Kurt's lower back, keeping their bodies pressed close together. "Did you miss me?"

"Yes.. yes I did," Kurt arched his body inwards as Blaine's touch pulled him closer. "So much...."Blaine planted a few gentle kisses along Kurt's jawline. Kurt could barely concentrate. Luckily everyone had left them to themselves now. Even Sebastian had given up and gone to annoy someone else.

"Let's get a drink," Blaine said steering Kurt towards the bar. He felt Kurt tense as they moved within Sebastian's vision, even though he was pretty much ignoring them. Seb was annoying he had to confess, but surely Kurt realised by now that Seb meant nothing to him.

"Kurt... what's brought this on?" Blaine whispered, making sure no one else could hear. "Has something happened? Has he said anything to you? Because I swear to god...."

"I just can't compete," Kurt gave Blaine a tight lipped smile which was one step away from tears, ironically brought on by Blaine's overwhelming kindness to him. Kurt wasn't going to let himself cry though. He swallowed down the few tears that threatened to fall. "Oh I can give as good as I get with bitchy comments and snarky retorts... but he's not going to give up is he? Splitting us up is a challenge for him.. and he obviously thrives on challenges like this. I can see the relish in his eyes.."

"No Kurt," Blaine interrupted, "just no... Forget him., ignore him, he probably wants us to fall out over him, but please don't give him what he wants... he's not even worth either of us wasting anymore time thinking about him." He pulled Kurt close to him while they waited to be served at the bar, not caring in this instant what anyone else might think of them displaying their affections in public. With any luck, Seb might see them and take the hint. "So please just stop even mentioning that man's name." Blaine pressed his lips hard against Kurt's, hoping to reassure him in some small way. Kurt nodded his head against Blaine in acknowledgement. He knew he was blowing this out of proportion.

"Come on." Blaine said after ordering them both a drink at the bar. " Let's just go back to enjoying our evening like we'd planned." They headed back to where Santana was sitting happily watching the next act which had gone on stage. A wide eyed girl singing country, livening up the crowd as she strutted back and forth across the stage.

"She's not a patch on you, Anderson," Santana gestured to the current act as they joined her at the table where she was sitting.

"Hey, thanks," Blaine smiled. "Good to see you." He leaned across to give her a kiss on the cheek.

"Although she is a bit prettier..."

"Ignore Santana." Kurt rolled his eyes. "She's in one of those moodstonight. Even at her age she's clearly not to be trusted with alcohol".

"Be nice to me Hummel." She turned to look at Kurt. "I did stick up for you when you were being hassled by meerkat over there."

"True," Kurt said as Blaine laughed at Santana's description of Sebastian. "Although I am capable of looking after myself...."

"Sure you are," she quipped. "Don't tell me you weren't glad of my intervention. He had you blushing like a little itsy bitsy virgin.."

"NoSantana." Kurt could feel his blood beginning to boil. "If you remember, you were the one embarrassing me by telling Seb about how you'd seen Blaine and I with our 'erections straining in our pants'..." he finger quoted, "or words to that effect. In fact you pretty much announced it in front of the whole bar."

She shrugged her shoulders. "Well.. it's not like it isn't true.."

"That's beside the point" Kurt said firmly, purposely turning to look away, his stiff posture giving away how upset he was with her. Blaine placed a comforting hand on Kurt's thigh. When it wasn't rejected he moved in a bit closer, rubbing his other hand in gentle circles on Kurt's back. After a few minutes he felt Kurt relax into his touch.

"She doesn't mean any harm," Blaine said quietly. "I know I don't know her as well as you do, but even I can tell that she cares about you."

Kurt huffed, leaning his head against Blaine's. "Today started off so well," he sighed, "and now.... well it's ended up being pretty crappy."

Blaine hummed in sympathetic agreement. "Would you like to go home baby?" Kurt raised an eyebrow at him. "I give really good stress-relieving massages....or so I'm told..."

"Told by who... I mean I might need references..."

Blaine paused and then gave a small chuckle. "I was going to make a joke and say 'by Sebastian', but somehow I didn't think you'd find it funny."

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