[Sebastian]

What the fuck am I doing?

As Seb parks a few houses down, on the street, he bangs his head against his steering wheel. How has it come to this? Me, Sebastian Smythe, about to attempt to woo Kurt fucking Hummel. I'll be lucky if he doesn't kick me in my balls so hard they lodge in my throat.

Sighing, he concedes, Well, at least I never threatened to kill him. If he can forgive that guy... and he did say I was hot... if worse comes to worse, I can just run away. He doesn't know where I live and he won't come to Dalton, not with Mousse around... Shaking his head, he finally decides that he can't get any more pathetic than he already is and gets out of the car.

He'd done every stalkery thing he could before actually parking. He'd Google'd the address, mapped it on Google Earth and had even driven by three times to make sure he had the right place. As he creeps around the side of the house he eventually sees a tarp. As quietly as he can he uncovers the ladder and extends it up to the window above him.

Jesus fucking Christ. What am I doing? I'm gonna get arrested. It's gonna be Finn's window. Or Burt's. Oh god! What if it's Burt's?! Oh, right. Burt is out of town. Still...

Resisting the urge to run away again, Sebastian starts to climb. When he gets to the top he's relieved to find the window all the way open and he half climbs, half falls through it. Standing up and looking around the room he's surprised to find it mostly neutral colors. He'd pictured something brighter. His eyes are quickly drawn to the bed and he steps closer quietly.

Shit. I really am a stalker now. Does it still count as stalking if you're invited? Hell, he left me a ladder...

When he leans down he almost jumps out of his skin at Kurt suddenly leaning forward to grab him and pull him down on the bed. He's even more shocked when he hears him yell out, "Now!"

Before Sebastian can really process what's going on, the blonde guy with lips charges into the room and helps Kurt manhandle him on the bed.

A few minutes later, Sebastian finds himself with his wrists tied up and being held down on the bed by Kurt sitting in his lap pressing him down to the mattress. Still trying to figure out what's going on, he hears 'Sam' yell out the window for someone to go start the truck, he'll be right down. What the hell?

Sam closes the window and turns to Kurt. "Done. Finn put the ladder back up and I'll jam the door when we leave, the cooler is in the bathroom. See ya in the morning, dude!" Just as he's about to walk out, he turns back to face Sebastian, giving him a huge innocent smile. "Oh yeah! If there's so much as a single bruise on our little brother tomorrow that he isn't 800% happy about, we'll break both your legs. Have a nice night!"

Kurt shakes his head but makes no attempt to get up, muttering, "Overprotective... suppose it could be worse. They could have told Puck. Or worse, Dad. Jesus." Finally turning back to Sebastian, Kurt smiles widely. "Hi!"

Gaping, Sebastian can only shout, "Hi?! That's all you have to say?! What the fuck is going on?!"

Shushing him, Kurt says, "Be quieter. I don't want to gag you too, I've spent weeks wondering what you sound like. Our little chat at the Lima Bean just wasn't enough. But if you alert the neighbors and Dad finds out, we're all dead."

Still gaping, Sebastian repeats, much quieter, "What the fuck is going on?!"

Smiling, Kurt replies, "I'm kidnapping you. Thank you for doing most of the work. And well, Sam and Finn helped, so I guess we're kidnapping you. But now it's just me. They went to a motel for the night, which I paid for, obviously."

"What?!"

"Well, honestly. I couldn't expect them to pay for it. It's bad enough that I was kicking them out of the house for a night. But I didn't want to lose my virginity in a cheap motel and I didn't really want to waste money on an expensive one when everything we need is right here. So... Hi!"

Giving himself a few minutes to keep from stuttering and stammering like an idiot, Sebastian eventually bites out, "You knew. You knew who I was! You had to have, you don't seem shocked at all!"

Kurt blushes before admitting, "Yes... I've known for a couple days."

"What the hell, Kurt?! Why didn't you tell me?! Why did you sext with me earlier? Why couldn't you have just admitted it? How did you even find out!?"

Switching to a glare, Kurt bites out, "Why didn't I tell you?! Are you serious? It's not my job to tell my stalker that I found out who he was! You needed to want to be with me enough to risk it, or what's the point?! If you don't care enough about me to come clean, why should I want to date you, let alone give you my virginity? And I found out at that stupid dinner on Friday."

"The political thing? You were there?" Sebastian can't remember much about the dinner, he'd spent the whole night texting... with Kurt. He'd said he was forced to help his dad with something and he'd had to give up some glee thing... His dad... Burt Hummel, new congressman... He'd gotten quiet and had 'gone to bed early'. He must have flipped out... but that means he knew when we met at the Lima Bean... "You meant me, didn't you?" At Kurt's blank look, he elaborates, "When we had coffee, you said you liked someone, did you mean me?"

Scoffing, Kurt shifts a little, "Of course I did. I talk to you all day, everyday. Who the hell else would I mean?"

Huffing, Sebastian tries to throw his arms up, only remembering when they won't separate. "That's what I wanted to know!" When all Kurt does is smile at him, Sebastian squirms. "So... what's all this? Why tie me up, not that I'm really complaining if that's your kink, but was it really necessary to ambush me?"

Shrugging, Kurt leans down, putting his hand on Sebastian's chest and resting his chin on it. "I don't know. I had no idea how you'd react to me knowing beforehand who you were. I was taking no chances. For all I knew you were going to show up with a blindfold. And while I also have no problem with kink, I decided I wasn't going to spend my first time not able to see you. There's been too much of that already."

Finally coming to accept that this was real -that Kurt knew who he was, and didn't mind it; that he was in Kurt's bed and he seemed perfectly happy to keep him there, wasn't actually giving him a choice about it- Sebastian growls. "Get this off me!"

Looking startled, Kurt leans back up and says, "No! No way. I put too much effort into getting you here. And you can't leave anyway. Sam barred the door from outside and they took the ladder. So if you plan to leave you're gonna have to jump out the window. And fair warning, I won't let you use my bedsheets, for more than one reason."

Growling again, Sebastian reaches up to throw his tied wrists around Kurt's neck, pulling him down. At first, Kurt squawks but he's quickly silenced by Sebastian's lips.

Quickly catching on, thank fuck, Kurt leans forward more, biting softly at Sebastian's upper lip. Sebastian licks his way into Kurt's mouth before mumbling against it, "Seriously, take this fucking thing off my wrists. I want to touch you."

Leaning back, Kurt groans a little, "Swear you won't take the chance to hit me and run away?" Not even waiting for a response, Kurt starts to untie him. When he does Sebastian laughs.

"Oh my god. You would use a Dalton tie. You can just set that aside, we might need that later. For now though-"

Grabbing Kurt by the back of the neck, he pulls him back down onto his chest to kiss him again, this time threading his fingers back into the smaller boy's hair.

After a few minutes Sebastian leans back down, whispering out, "How do you want to do this, babe? I don't care what we do, as long as I get to touch you."

Smirking, Kurt reaches under his pillow and comes out with lube and a condom. Tossing the foil wrapper at Seb, he tells him to put it on. Kurt gets up and slips off his yoga pants and t shirt, having removed the underwear over an hour ago when he'd showered.

He climbs back on top of Sebastian, now naked except for the condom. Leaning down to kiss him again as he pours lube onto one hand, Kurt reaches for Sebastian's cock. While spreading the lube over him, he mumbles, "We can switch it up next time if you want, this just makes more sense because I don't have to prep."

Jolting, Sebastian grabs Kurt's hips. "W-what? Wait, babe. That was hours ago, this is your first time, it doesn't work like that!"

Blushing, Kurt clears his throat before sitting up and confessing, "Actually, Finn was watching out the front window for when you got here. He called out when he saw the same car go by twice. So I um... stretched myself again."

Sebastian groans, "Damn, you're totally unreal." Holding his dick in place he uses the other hand to direct Kurt to hover over him. "Whenever you're ready, babe."

As Kurt slowly sinks himself down on Sebastian's cock, Seb wishes he could bring himself to close his eyes. Seeing his own cock sliding slowly into Kurt's tighthotperfect ass is the hottest fucking thing he's ever seen and he's starting to wonder if he's going to last longer than 30 seconds flat.

When Kurt bottoms out he stops, taking deep breaths, and leaning down to press his forehead against Sebastian's collarbone. Only after he feels Kurt relax his grip on him a little does Sebastian realize just how tightly he's gripping Kurt's hips. He's going to have bruises... I shouldn't be as happy about that as I am.

He'd been more than a little obsessed with Kurt Hummel's hips since he'd seen him doing stripper rolls and hip thrusts. The fact that he can touch them and mark them is pretty much the best thing that's ever happened to him.

As Kurt finally adjusts enough to try lifting himself, Sebastian moans lowly, feeling the countertenor slide back down on him. "Babe, you really might be the death of me."

"Aww, what's wrong, Seb? I thought you'd like me riding your cock?" As Kurt continues to move up and down at a tortuously slow pace, he smirks down at Sebastian, clearly not feeling any pain. Just how long did he 'stretch'?

Seeing the smirk, Seb growls at him again, biting out, "We're not texting anymore, babe. Don't pull that teasing shit."

Grinning, Kurt runs his hands over Sebastian's pecs, stopping to rub his thumbs over his nipples before moving down to his abs, not speeding his long slow thrusts down onto Seb's cock. "Can it really be called teasing if your dick is in me, Sebby?"

"Kurt! Knock it off before bad things happen." Sebastian is seriously holding on to his last shred of control when Kurt pulls almost all of the way off of Seb's cock.

Kurt feels the head tug at the rim of his hole before he leans down to whisper in his ear, "Maybe I want bad things to happen, Sebastian." and slams back down on his cock.

Seb's tenuous self control finally breaks at the rough move and he pulls Kurt off his cock. Moving as quickly as he can, he slips out from under Kurt, moving around behind him. Pushing Kurt down, Seb pulls his ass up so that he's pressed face first into the bed with his ass raised in the air.

With no warning, Seb slams back inside of Kurt, holding him even harder than before by the hips and pulling him backward into each of his forward thrusts. As he sets up a truly punishing, hard and fast pace, he leans down over Kurt's back to whisper in his ear,

"Is this what you wanted, babe?" When the only response he gets is a low groan and Kurt shoving his face down into the bedspread, gripping it with both hands, Sebastian slows to a stop. "Kurt? Babe? You okay? … Oh god! Kurt?!"

Finally taking a deep breath and propping himself up on his arms, Kurt looks back at Sebastian, his blush covering his entire face and creeping down his neck. "W-why did y-you stop? Seb, god, keep going."

Momentarily stunned, Sebastian thrusts one more time and watches Kurt's eyes close as he let's out a whimper. Thrusting again, Seb says, "You sure, babe? You're not hurt?"

Blushing even brighter, Kurt stammers out, "D-damn it, Seb... n-no. I'm not hurt! Fuck me!"

Growling again, Sebastian grips Kurt's hips and starts pulling him back on his cock as hard as he can, shoving Kurt up the bed a little. Kurt reaches up and braces himself against the headboard, giving himself some leverage to thrust his ass back at Sebastian, still moaning and whining as quietly as he can every time Seb hits that spot inside him that makes his back arch.

Watching as his cock disappears into Kurt, Sebastian feels himself getting close. Leaning back down to Kurt, he presses his chest to Kurt's back and wraps his hand around Kurt's cock. As he roughly strokes him, he whispers, "Come for me, babe. Let me feel you tighten around me and moan for me. Come on, scream my name for me."

When Seb hits his prostate and twists his hand at the same time, Kurt finally cries out, "F-fuck! Se-Sebas-! Seb!" As Kurt clenches tightly around him and claws at the headboard, Sebastian slams into him one more time before following him, coming into the condom.

Taking a few seconds to recover, Sebastian leans against the headboard with his forearm to keep him from dropping onto Kurt's back. He's going to be sore enough without me knocking his breath out... "Fuck!" I can't believe I did that his first time... his 'brothers' are going to fucking kill me.

Finally catching his breath, he pulls back, carefully pulling out and getting up. Quickly walking into the bathroom to dispose of the condom and look for a towel for Kurt, he laughs out loud when he looks in the bathtub. Sure enough, there's a small cooler sitting there. Seriously? Are we camping now?

Shaking his head at the silliness that is his boyfriend, Sebastian looks around for a cupboard or shelf. His mom and sister made sure he knew by age 12 that the frilly towels on the rack aren't for use. It takes him longer than he'd admit to realize that the basket sitting under the wall mounted sink is full of folded towels and wash clothes. Resisting the urge to facepalm, he grabs one and wets it with warm water. Walking back out of the room he's alarmed to see Kurt sitting against the headboard with his knees tucked against his chest and his arms wrapped around them, looking upset.

"Shit! I did hurt you, didn't I? Are you okay? Fuck!" Freaking out a little, Sebastian sits on the edge of the bed keeping a little distance between them. The last thing he wants is to hurt him worse. Dropping the towel on his knee, Seb puts his head in his hands and mutters. "God I'm such a fucking idiot. What the hell was I thinking?!"

In the blink of an eye, Sebastian is suddenly being hit, smacked repeatedly by Kurt who looks furious. "Fuck you, Sebastian! You spent weeks trying to get me into bed, don't you think it's a little fucking late to regret it now?!"

"Wait! What?!" Sebastian is having trouble getting a word out, because Kurt is still hitting him, eventually getting fed up with the assault, he stands up, ripping the blanket off the end of the bed and tackling Kurt, wrapping him in it enough that Kurt can't move his arms. When he finally stops attempting to hit him, Sebastian yells out, "What the fuck are you talking about?"

Glaring, Kurt looks like he wants to headbutt him, so he moves back a few more inches. "You! You've been flirting with me for weeks, and you said you liked me, but as soon as we came, you stopped touching me and then you couldn't get out of the room fast enough! Then you come back in and start spouting about how stupid you are and what were you thinking... well fuck you!"

Sebastian just let's Kurt rant at him, not even stopping him. He's so fucking hot when he's mad. How does he not get molested every time he throws a bitch-fit?

When Kurt realizes that not only is Sebastian smiling at him, he's not even listening anymore, he screams out, "Sebastian Smythe! Don't you dare fucking ignore me!"

Laughing, Sebastian reaches forward and cuts Kurt off with a kiss, biting his bottom lip when Kurt goes to pull away and keep bitching. He waits until Kurt has started to respond before pulling back.

"Will you shut up and listen now?" Not giving him time to respond, Sebastian smirks. "I 'stopped touching you' because I thought I hurt you and was trying to not make it worse. I got up to get you a towel to clean up with, which took longer than I thought because it was dark and I didn't see the fucking basket. And the 'spouting' was because I couldn't believe I was that rough with a virgin. If you can walk normally tomorrow, I'll be impressed. I hope you prepped really well, or you're going to get questions."

Kurt continues to glare at him with narrowed eyes. Sebastian just laughs again, putting a hand over Kurt's chest and putting his chin on it like Kurt had done earlier. "I really do have the silliest boyfriend. By the way, if your 'brothers' ask, you have to tell them that you love every one of your bruises, even if it's a lie. I know I do. They were well earned. Mine were not. I got beat up for not wanting to get your sheets too dirty, and look how that worked out!"

Finally relaxing a little, Kurt stares at him with wide eyes. "Boyfriend?"

Scoffing, Seb releases Kurt, unwrapping the blanket so he can get skin to skin contact again. He'd waited long enough, dammit. "Hell yes, 'boyfriend'. I don't share. Well, not you. I don't share you. I don't expect you to share either, for the record." When Kurt still acts like he has no idea what to say, Sebastian presses his chest close to Kurt's, asking, "So, why and how did you get Finn and Sam to help you?"

Kurt giggles, running his hand through Seb's hair. "As soon as I gave you the address I went and told them the whole story and asked them to help me trap you. Once they were sure you wouldn't hurt me, they agreed. Shit! What time is it?"

Glancing at the clock, Sebastian sees that it's almost 1am. Glancing at Kurt, who is suddenly pushing him away and reaching for the nightstand, Seb waits patiently for an explanation. After Kurt sends off a text he looks back up.

"Sorry! They said they'd give me until 1 to give them the all clear or they were coming back to 'save me'. Good thing I remembered. They really don't need to show up and find us naked."

Cocking an eyebrow, Seb says, "Uh, babe. I'm pretty sure they knew we were gonna fuck. Sam implied it pretty hard. Also, what the fuck with the cooler?"

Hearing a chime, Kurt looks back down at his phone, texting while he says, "Yes, logically they know, but they're straight boys, hun. They don't want to see it. Not to mention I'm the 'innocent' one. They can't picture me having a sex life. And that's for the best, really." Putting his phone back on the table, Kurt lays back down, leaning back against the pillows. "As for the cooler, it has drinks and a few snacks, since we can't get out to the kitchen."

Sebastian smirks, "You really barricaded us into your bedroom so I couldn't leave until I fucked you?"

Blushing, despite everything that had just happened and the fact that the only thing Kurt was wearing was a smile, he says, "No, the 'fucking' was optional, but you had to talk to me. If I didn't text them by 1 or if I asked them to come back sooner, they would have, but I would have at least gotten my chance to talk to you. And frankly Smythe, you're a manwhore. I was pretty sure I was getting laid if you couldn't run away."

Chuckling, Seb curls up against Kurt's chest. "Well, you weren't wrong. I guess I should get used to that."

"Yeah, that'll make our lives a lot easier. We should get some sleep. The guys will be back early to let us out."

As Kurt slides down the bed to lay against Sebastian, Seb traces his fingers over the bruises already forming on Kurt's hipbones. Seeing his fascination, Kurt giggles. "You really are obsessed aren't you?"

"You have no idea. It's become a fucking problem. Clearly, it's got me doing a lot of crazy shit. I climbed in your window like a lunatic. What if the neighbors saw me?!" Before he can work himself up too much, Kurt runs his hands over Sebastian's sides and leans up to kiss him again.

When he pulls back he smirks. "Our neighbors have learned to expect some crazy shit. Honestly if anyone saw you, the first thing they would do is call the house. They'd probably assume you were Puck trying to sneak in without Dad knowing."

Frowning, Seb goes to ask more questions when he's silenced by another kiss. When Kurt leans away he says, "Finn and his friends are weird, hun. It's not that big of a deal and I want to sleep. We'll talk more in the morning."

Pulling the blanket up, they drift off to sleep, Seb still tracing Kurt's hipbones with his thumbs. Just before he falls asleep, Sebastian mumbles into Kurt's neck, "Love you too, by the way."

"Hey, Kurt-"

When he hears the door open behind him and movement out in the hall like someone moving a chair or something, he's torn between laughing uproariously and hiding in the bathroom. Shit. They would show up now. Not moving away, Sebastian just leans back to stare up at Kurt, silently asking what he wants to do. Kurt is too busy staring horrified at the doorway to notice.

Sighing, Sebastian hikes the sheet up on his hip better and crawls back up to lay beside Kurt. They'd had a lazy morning together and had already been up for a couple hours. After Sebastian had explained that he'd been looking into boarding schools in New York that took out of state students for his senior year, they'd exchanged Christmas presents. Kurt babbled like a crazy person over the private singing and dance lessons Sebastian had paid for. If that got him to Columbus every weekend, well, that was just a coincidence. And if the lessons just happened to be late Saturday and early Sunday, leaving a convenient excuse for Kurt to crash with a friend... that was also a coincidence.

The addition of a silver keychain that had said 'Je t'aime' had been met with a giggle and teary eyes, explained when Sebastian opened his own gift. The new lax gear bag and certificate for a new customized stick were amazing, but the giggle was due to the set of small silver keychains attached to the zipper of the new bag. A lax stick, a music note, and a small engraved plate with the letter S stamped into it. On the back of the plate, in tiny letters, were the words, 'Love You'. Sebastian had been interrupted in showing his appreciation for his gifts.

Not happy about being pulled away from putting a new mark on Kurt, he glares at the doorway only to be met with what is possibly the tallest looking 18 year old he's ever met. Shit! Seriously?! I don't remember him being that big!

When Kurt starts giggling uncontrollably at the look on both Finn and Sebastian's faces, Seb glares down at him. "Really, babe? What about that is funny?"

Giggling harder, Kurt gasps out, "You looked so worried. Oh my god." After a few seconds, he notices Seb's frown and he settles down enough to say, "Don't worry. He's harmless unless I'm hurt. He's just freaking out because he puts the 'phobia' in homophobia."

"What?! Your 'brother' is homophobic?! What the hell, Kurt?!"

Smiling and putting a hand on Sebastian's shoulder, he gestures at the door where Finn still hasn't moved. He's frozen like he's in shock and can't look away. Glancing back at Kurt for an explanation Kurt says, "I may have traumatized him a few years ago. He's fine with gay people, especially me, in concept, but actual sexual acts, he's legitimately afraid of them. He's just walked into a Saw movie scenario." Sebastian just blinks at him, not really getting it. Kurt huffs and turns back to Finn. "Sweetie, I'm fine. He didn't hurt me and you can leave. Thank you for your help."

Finn makes a strangled noise, looking away a little and trying to form a sentence. Kurt giggles again and says,

"Really, hun. You should go. We are still naked." A few seconds later, Sebastian is pretty sure that if the door wasn't wide open it would have a Finnprint blasted through it like a cartoon. Looking back to Kurt he raises an eyebrow. "Like I said, he's okay with it, he just can't witness it. He really is scared of us, not hateful. He's the best brother in the world... as long as I'm wearing pants."

Before Sebastian can come up with a response, Sam pokes his head in the door. "Sorry 'bout that! That was probably mostly my fault. I gave him a few too many details last night."

Sebastian glares at the blonde, wrapping his arms around Kurt and pulling him close. Kurt just rolls his eyes, smiling at Sam. "Thanks for your help, sweetie. And exactly what 'details' did you share with him?"

Perhaps noticing a frosty hint to the words or the slight narrowing of Kurt's eyes, Sam takes a small step backward. "Uhh..."

Kurt sits up, pulling away from Sebastian a little. "I seem to recall you promising to leave as soon as you blocked the door, so you shouldn't know any details. Right, Sam?"

Holding his hands up, Lips starts to back toward the door. "Kurt, you had us freaking out. You told us you had a stalker and you planned to lock him in your room for the night because he was going to climb through your window. I just wanted to make sure you were safe!"

"Uh huh, and how long did you stick around to 'make sure I was safe'?" Kurt narrows his eyes further.

"Not very long! I swear! I bailed as soon as you started talking about gagging him!"

"Samuel Dwight Evans! You did not tell my brother that I was going to gag Sebastian!"

"No! I just said you were kinkier than I expected!"

"That's not better, Sam!"

Swallowing quickly, Sam runs out the still open door. As he flies down the stairs they hear him yell back, "I'm sorry! I'll make you your favorite Peanut butter and Banana smoothie!"

Sebastian just leans back against the headboard, making no move to get up and put pants on, just watching Kurt and smirking. It's only when they're sure Sam isn't coming back that Kurt finally cracks and starts laughing.

"Oh! His face! He's going to be waiting on me hand and foot for days thinking I'm pissed off. This is officially the best day ever!"

No sooner are the words out of his mouth than they hear the front door slam.

Sebastian is startled by a loud voice yelling up the stairs, "Princess, what the fuck is Finn talking about?! You're not fucking warbler, right?!"

Turning to Sebastian Kurt stares at him with wide eyes. "You may want to jump out the window now."

Huffing, Seb just leans back and gets ready for the show. "Not without my crown, Booboo."

Thanks for reading! ^_^

Thank you to everyone that has and will read and review, you guys are awesome! I wouldn't have written another word after Princess Peach's without you guys! (if you had read this a/n before I changed it or are confused by reviews, I was thinking about not writing anymore. Clearly I have no say in the matter, I have no self control and some ideas won't leave me alone. And apparently I'm a pushover lol)