A/N: This story is completely unrelated to my other Klaine story so even though Jeff is again a character he is a totally different character. I've just developed a huge inappropriate crush on Riker Lynch who plays Jeff even though he never gets any lines or solos. The story begins sometime after Blame it on the Alcohol and everything is cannon before the story starts. Of course it will be hugely AU as soon as the next episode airs.
I don't own Glee obviously because if I did, Kurt would be having hot gay sex all the time. Ryan Murphy however is never going to let Kurt even have a boyfriend.
After Warblers practice Blaine and Kurt say their goodbyes for the day.
"I'll see you in the morning for coffee, Kurt?"
"Of course. Always. See you then" replied Kurt as he gathered his bag to head back to Lima.
The two boys had returned to their easy friendship after apologizing to each other for the Rachel debacle and things seemed to be back to normal. Kurt for his part had apologized for being a bit hypocritical and had confessed to dating Brittany in an attempt to be straight for his dad. He really didn't mean it though. He'd just wanted to patch things up with Blaine. He'd been completely sure he was gay when he'd dated Brittany. He'd just been trying to please his dad so he really didn't believe Blaine had been confused either. After all when had a straight boy ever said 'how do I know if I like boys if I've never tried it?'
As Kurt headed out the door, Jeff caught up to him.
"Hey, Kurt, can I talk to you for a minute before you go?"
Strange, the tall blond Warbler had rarely said a word to Kurt. He was friendly and smiled as he said hi but he'd never really talked to Kurt before.
"Sure what's up?"
Jeff hesitated, unsure what to say next.
"It's OK, I'm gay but I don't bite. I promise." Kurt laughed with his awkward nervous laugh.
"I just got the latest version of World of Warcraft – Cataclysm - and I was wondering if you wanted to come over and play with me." Jeff paused looking stricken at what he'd just said. "I mean come hang out and play video games. With me."
Jeff looked at Kurt hopefully. He was clearly nervous.
"I think you have me confused with my brother Finn, Jeff. I'm not into video games. I'm sure there are plenty of other guys at Dalton who are. Don't you usually hang out with Nick? Are you guys on the outs or something?" Kurt was really confused as to why Jeff had taken a sudden interest in him.
"I'm sorry; I just thought maybe we could… Never mind, forget I asked. Obviously you wouldn't want to… I'll see you tomorrow, Kurt" Jeff finished hurriedly and fled the scene in embarrassment.
Oh that went well. What an idiot I am. Video games? I should have said dinner and a movie. Beside, Kurt is completely into Blaine there is no way he is even going to notice me.
Jeff had never asked anyone out before and he'd totally choked from nervousness. It didn't help that Kurt was just so damn sexy. He managed to stand out even though he was wearing the exact same uniform as everyone else. Kurt was always so sharp with the wit and had a snappy come back no matter the situation. Even during the humiliating Gap Attack, he'd kept his cool and been an amazing friend to Blaine. Blaine, the douchbag who'd apparently not noticed that Kurt was completely in love with him and who had missed the fact that all the Warblers thought he and Kurt were boyfriends. After all, with constant the eye fucking Blaine did with Kurt, how could they have thought otherwise? Apparently he was just a huge tease.
Since Kurt was on the market, Jeff really wanted to ask him out but every time he tried he just completely stuck his foot in his mouth. He was pretty sure Kurt hadn't even noticed he was trying to hit on him even though he'd been trying to telegraph his interest from the moment he'd discovered that Blaine and Kurt weren't together.
-The next afternoon – Dalton library-
"Kurt, what's wrong? I got your text but we have Warbler's practice in just a few minutes. What's so important that we have to talk about it now?"
"It's Pavarotti."
"Is he molting again? I told you that was nothing to worry about."
"It's worse than that. He's dead Blaine."
Kurt took the cover off the cage to reveal a very dead bird lying on the floor of the cage.
"He was fine this morning, I swear. He was eating and singing but then when I picked him up to take him to Warbler's, he was dead. No warning at all. Do you think it was a heart attack? Do birds have heart attacks? What am I going to do? I was supposed to take care of him and now he's dead."
"Were you attached to him? It's OK to cry even though he's just a bird. It's still sad" said Blaine sympathetically as he patted Kurt's back.
"No, actually he was a pain in the butt to take care of. I'm more of a cat person really."
"And I thought you we just kidding about taking him to the stray cat rescue" Blaine said with a half chuckle.
"I'm mostly worried that they're going to be upset with me because I killed the Warbler mascot."
"You didn't kill him. He just died …in your care."
"This is bad isn't it?"
"No, no. I'm sure there is a procedure. This can't be the first time it's happened. Usually, they retire the old mascot and replace him with a younger bird when a new member joins. I still have mine; strange he's nearly four years old and still going strong. Pavarotti was just hatched last spring. He died so young." Blaine looked down at the bird with a sad expression.
"Yeah, tragic. He died so young. But you were saying? There must be a procedure for replacing him right?"
"I don't know, I guess so. It's just so close to Regionals, it's bad for anything to go wrong right now. We need to bring our best game" mused Blaine. Looking up to see Kurt's stricken expression he patted Kurt in what he thought to be a comforting manner saying "It'll be fine, I'm sure."
"OK, here goes."
Kurt covered the cage and boldly walked into the Warbler's session just minutes before Wes banged his gavel and called the meeting to order.
"May I have permission to speak, I have something very important to say" Kurt said immediately after Wes called the meeting to order.
"Kurt Hummel, you have the floor" intoned Wes solemnly.
Kurt took a deep breath. There was no easy way to say this so he should just be blunt.
"My esteemed colleagues, I have terrible news. Our dear, beloved mascot, Pavarotti has passed away. He will be missed."
OK, maybe not so blunt but Kurt was pretty sure that he'd hit the right tone of sadness and formality with the announcement.
"You killed Pavarotti?" asked an incredulous Dave.
"No, no, I swear he died of nature causes. I took good care of him."
"cough coal mine cough"
Kurt looked around saw Nick smirking. Kurt gave him a withering stare but it had no effect.
"This is an ill omen" exclaimed Thad in a dramatic voice. He said everything in a dramatic voice.
"Yes" agreed Wes "Regionals will have to be canceled. We've never been without a Warbler mascot. Not since the first warbler flew in and landed on the hand of our founder in 1893." He shook his head sadly. "What are we to do?"
"Come on guys, it isn't that bad. Surely, you can just promote one of the previous mascots back to the position. Blaine, you still have yours – why not make him the mascot?"
"You mock our traditions, sir! You can't just make an old bird the new mascot. He could die any minute!"
"Well, Nick was the most recent addition before me. Nick, don't you still have your bird?" Kurt looked at Nick with pleading eyes. The boy nodded.
"There, just make Nick's bird the mascot."
"Great idea" agreed Wes. He looked at Dave. Dave nodded. Then he looked at Thad and that boy gravely nodded as well.
Good grief, they are a pretentious bunch thought Kurt. It's just a stupid bird.
"It is decided then. Kurt Hummel is hereby expelled from the Warblers making Nick our newest member and therefore the keeper of the Warbler mascot" Wes declared banging his gavel to make his point.
Kurt stood in stunned silence.
Blaine stood up and said "You can't do that."
"Mr. Anderson, you are out of order" reprimanded Dave.
"I apologize; may I please have the floor?"
"Junior member, Blaine Anderson, you have the floor."
"Respectfully, please reconsider this course of action. Kurt is a valued member of this club. Please don't do this."
"Our decision is final. This is a matter of tradition."
"I won't sing if you do this."
"You can be replaced. Sit down or we will give your solos to Jeff."
Blaine sat down and didn't protest any further.
Kurt looked at him, heartbroken. He really didn't care more that? Threaten his spotlight and he just gave up? Kurt started for the door trying to get out before he started crying.
Jeff jumped up exclaiming "Are you guys crazy? Kurt is a person and you're kicking him out over some stupid tradition? It's all made up anyway. There was no original warbler in 1893! Some seniors made that up to punk the lower classmen about ten years ago. The bird came from a pet store and there is no such thing as a bad omen. Oh and the spirit of St Louis did not plow into seven warblers in 1927 – look it up!"
Jeff ran out after Kurt and caught up with the boy sitting outside the room with his head in his hands. The very same place he'd first spoken to him after their auditions.
"Hey, Kurt, are you OK?" Jeff asked as he sat beside the boy. He wanted to reach out and put his arm around him but that would be too much he thought. So he just sat.
Kurt looked up and put on his best bitch face. "I'm fine. I don't belong in there any way. I never get any solos. I'm just an extra backup singer. In fact, you want to know a secret? Half the time I don't even sing. I just mouth the words. No one ever notices."
Jeff laughed. He could tell that Kurt was stung more by Blaine's refusal to stand up for him than anything but he had to admire the boy's strength in putting on a good show.
"Do you want to go somewhere? I could buy you a coffee."
"Don't you need to go back in?"
"No, I really don't" replied the blond, shaking his head.
"OK"
As the put their coats on at the front door, Kurt asked the obvious question.
"Why are you doing this? You don't even know anything about me."
"I know you love scarves" teased Jeff. "You have one for every day. I'm pretty sure I've never seen the same one twice." They walked down the sidewalk toward the coffee shop which was just block from Dalton.
"Well, it is the only way I can express myself since I have to wear a uniform every day."
"And your brooches."
"You noticed my brooches?"
"Of course I do. You aren't really supposed to wear them but I guess the uniform police decided to give you a pass. You apparently have an inordinate fondness for beetles." Jeff laughed, hoping beyond all hope that Kurt would get the joke.
Kurt laughed too but it was clear he didn't really know why.
"OK, I guess that joke was too nerdy, sorry."
"Now you have to explain it to me."
"It's a quote for J. B. S. Haldane, the famous geneticist. He said 'God has an inordinate fondness for beetles' in answer to what could be gleaned about the mind of God from studying nature. It's a nerd joke. And an atheist joke. I'm an atheist so I'm just throwing that out there right up front in case it's a deal breaker because I know for some people it is."
They arrived at the coffee shop and Jeff opened the door for Kurt. Kurt looked at Jeff and for the first time really looked. He finally noticed how Jeff was looking at him.
"Are you gay? Were you trying to ask me out?"
"Yes, and yes." replied Jeff.
"Wow, I completely missed that" Kurt said as he walked through the door.
"I was being way too subtle, I think. I've never asked anyone out before and every time I tried to talk to you, I just was too nervous to make any sense at all. You must have thought I was a total spaze."
"You don't seem nervous now."
Jeff gave Kurt a bright goofy smile.
"I guess we kind of broke the ice."
They placed their orders – Kurt got his usual non fat mocha and Jeff ordered a Chai tea latte instead of coffee.
"So you're gay? How did I miss that?" asked Kurt.
"Totally but I don't shout it from the rooftops."
"Like I do, I get it."
"I like that about you. That you're so out and proud. And so fabulously flamboyant. I would have asked you out sooner but I thought you and Blaine…you know had something going on."
"You still haven't."
"What?"
"You still haven't asked me out."
"Oh! Kurt will you got out with me Friday night? Dinner and a movie?"
"How traditional. Better than the video games offer."
"I was trying for a pre-date let's hang out meeting to get to know each other."
"Coffee, let's go for coffee is the way to ask for that."
"I don't drink coffee." Jeff laughed.
"I noticed, Chai tea latte – that's going to be easy to remember."
"So you'll go out with me?" asked Jeff a little nervously, since Kurt hadn't actually said yes yet.
"Yes" Kurt answered with a smile.
They exchanged phones and each boy entered their contact info in the other's phone.
"I'm so sorry about you getting kicked out of the Warblers. They were so out of line on that and it was kind of mean."
"They aren't mean, they're just a superstitious bunch of scared sheltered boys. Is it true that Pavarotti wasn't really descendant from a long line of Dalton mascots from the 1800s? How do you even know that?"
"My dad's a Dalton alumn. It's true, some seniors made that story up about 10 years ago just to impress the new kids. I hate that superstitious bad omen crap."
"So does your family know that you're gay?"
"No, no one does. You're actually the very first to know."
"So you're in the closet?"
"I don't announce it but I don't lie about it either. No one has ever asked before. Straight guys don't have to come out and tell everyone that they are straight."
"Kind of don't ask, don't tell?"
"Yeah, I've never claimed to be straight but truthfully, I don't want my parents to know. I don't mind if the Warblers know but I'm just not ready for my family to find out. Does that bother you?"
"A little but I understand, it isn't an easy thing to tell your parents. I only came out to my dad last year. Apparently he already knew."
They chatted a while, mostly Kurt telling Jeff more about himself. He discovered the Jeff, despite having been so shy at first actually was pretty outgoing with an easy smile. They were still laughing when Blaine walked in. He looked at the two of them with confusion on his face but went to get his coffee before joining them at their table.
"Kurt, I'm really sorry about what happened to you with the Warblers."
"Well thanks for sticking up for me" answered Kurt sarcastically. But apparently the sarcasm went right over Blaine's head.
"Of course, you're my friend. I tried but what could I do?"
"Yes, once they threatened to take away your solos, what could you do?"
"Thanks for understanding, Kurt, are you OK?" asked a clueless Blaine. Then looking at Jeff he continued "Jeff, you're kind of in trouble for skipping out, too."
"What are they going to do? Take my solos away?" Jeff answered with a laugh.
Blaine looked and Jeff and then back at Kurt, wheels turning in his head but somehow not actually making any progress.
"I need to head back to Lima now" Kurt announced as he got up.
"I'll walk you to your car" offered Jeff also standing.
Blaine stared at the two boys as they left trying to figure out what had just happened.
-Later that evening on the phone with Mercedes-
"So which one is Jeff?" asked Mercedes
"The tall blond handsome one" replied Kurt.
"There are several tall blond handsome Warblers, Kurt. You need to be more specific."
"Go to the Warblers Facebook page. See the two shot - the third photo? The brunet is Nick and the blond is Jeff."
"Oh, that cutey. He the one with aggressive sunglasses move at the Gap Attack."
"What are you talking about? You weren't at the Gap Attack. I would have certainly noticed if you were."
"Don't tell me that you don't know. How could you possibly not know?"
"What are you talking about? Know what?"
"Kurt, the Gap Attack is all over the internet. It is a huge hit on Youtube. Millions of hits. Only it isn't called the Gap Attack. It's mostly called 'Gnome Stalker' or 'Hobbit Stalks Gap Dude'. There are at least half a dozen versions out there. Surely you had to know 15 prep school boys singing an incredibly sexually suggestive song to a terrified Gap employee was going to cause everyone to whip out the video phones. And someone managed to upload the mall security footage too. Just Google "Gap stalker' and you'll see what I mean."
Kurt did.
"Oh, Mercedes, this one has 5 million views already. And you're right it's not the only version. I wonder if the Warblers have seen this."
"The best part about it is how enthusiastic the Warblers are. They all look great - adorable in fact. It's like they don't even notice the guy is panicking and calling security every 30 seconds! They're too busy spinning mannequins and jumping up on tables! And your clueless boyfriend is climbing up on everything he can just to seem a little taller. It's hilarious." Mercedes started giggling uncontrollably.
"Well, Blaine isn't my boyfriend as you well know."
"Oh, right, the new guy. He really looks promising. Tell me more."
"I don't know much. He's cute, sweet, and funny but a little shy. Or at least at first. I gather he's fine once he gets to know you. He's totally in the closet but asking me out is a step in the right direction at least. We just had coffee and we never really talked before so I guess I'll get to know him on our date. Well, I had coffee. He drinks Chai tea - how cute is that?"
"Kurt, I'm so happy for you. Your very first date. If you don't count all the dates with Blaine that weren't really dates."
"I don't because they weren't."
"Do you think he's going to kiss you? It's so exciting. You might be getting your first boy kiss!"
"I hope so."
The next day - Thursday
Thursday was a little strange for Kurt. First of all, he'd met Blaine for morning coffee like he always did and Blaine had acted like nothing had happened. During the day, he'd saw Jeff since they shared several classes. Every time they saw each other Jeff would approach and say hi giving Kurt a mega watt smile but he seemed back to being tongue tied and unable to manage more than one syllable sentences. Kurt had mixed feelings about this. On one hand, it was nice to know he could have that effect on a guy but on the other he really wanted to be able to have a conversation. They had managed to talk the day before so hopefully his shyness was temporary. He'd gotten a text from him not five minutes after seeing Jeff between classes.
-Love the zebra brooch. J.
Why hadn't he just said that instead of texting it?
Kurt had gone straight home after class since he didn't have Warblers rehearsal which also meant he'd blown off afternoon coffee with Blaine but he hadn't seen any point in hanging around an extra hour.
Kurt started sorting through his wardrobe trying to decide what to wear. Jeff had never seen him in anything but his Dalton uniform so he wanted to make a good impression. Nothing too formal because he didn't want to come across as an ice princess. In fact, he really wanted something that said 'fuck me, I'm a total slut' but in a completely classy way. He decided on a purple short sleeved dress shirt, bow tie, white skinny suspenders, and his tightest blue skinny jeans. But he couldn't decide if he wanted to wear his white Doc Martins, his lace up Doc Martin boots or his distressed studded boots. The lace ups were definitely sluttier but the studded boots had a nice fetish vibe. He almost called Mercedes but decided on the lace ups instead.
-Friday night-
Kurt stood in front of his mirror obsessing over his hair. He'd added a dragonfly brooch as the finishing touch on his outfit. He thought about using one of his many beetles since Jeff had noticed that he had more than one but he decided to go for something Jeff hadn't seen instead. Kurt wished that he been able to talk Jeff into meeting him at the theater but the boy had insisted picking him up. That meant an awkward meeting with his dad. After the Blaine in his bed incident, he was really dreading his dad's reaction to a real date.
Jeff rang the bell and smiled brightly at the older man when he answered.
"Hi, I'm Jeff and I'm here to pick up Kurt."
"Come on in. I'm Burt, Kurt's father. I'll go see if he's ready."
Burt returned a few minutes later.
"He'll be down in a minute. Jeff, was it? So you are friend of Kurt's from Dalton?"
"I'm in the Warblers. We also have some classes together."
"So what are you boys up to tonight?"
"Just going to a movie and dinner."
Just then Kurt arrived. "OK, I'm ready to go."
Kurt took the opportunity to check out Jeff looking very butch in faded relaxed jeans, a plaid long sleeved shirt and white t-shirt. He liked that Jeff dressed like a typical teenage boy. Jeff stared at Kurt for a while completely speechless. He'd of course never seen Kurt in all of his fabulousness and he was pretty sure he'd never seen anyone in jeans that tight. Suddenly all he could think of was how could he possibly get those jeans off without a pair of scissors? Burt looked at Jeff and recognized the very inappropriate thoughts that were flashing across the boy's face. He couldn't help but notice that this boy who'd never met was checking out his son's ass.
Kurt grabbed Jeff's arm and tried to drag him out of the house but it was too late.
"Jeff, let's have a little chat in private" said Burt as he put his arm around the tall blond and guided him into the kitchen.
Oh no, this is a disaster. He's probably threatening to shoot the boy and he'll run and never come back. I'm going to die a virgin.
When they returned Jeff looked pale and Burt was smiling.
"Now where are your eyes?"
"Up here, sir" replied Jeff indicating the area around his face.
"Hands?"
"I'll keep them to myself, sir."
"OK, you two have fun and Kurt, you and I are going to have a talk when you get back."
"I'm so sorry about that" said Kurt after they were out the door.
"No, it's OK. Your dad is really cool. He just wanted to make sure I was going to be a gentleman with you. It's kind of sweet."
When they got to Jeff's car, he opened the door for Kurt. Kurt climbed into the red sports car and looked around.
"What is this car? I've worked in my dad's auto shop my whole life and I don't recognize this car at all."
Jeff started the car but Kurt didn't hear the engine.
"It's the Tesla Roadster. It's electric." he said with a proud grin. "It's awesome!" he continued as they sped away from the house.
They went to the movie first and then dinner. Jeff had figured going to the movie would give them something to talk about over dinner. He was a little worried when it came to talking to Kurt. The boy was so quick witted. Jeff was pretty gifted in the brains department himself but he didn't have the verbal skills that always made it apparent.
Jeff had picked the movie so they went to see an action adventure science fiction flick which was his typical first choice. Sure enough it did give them enough to talk about during dinner and it seemed that Kurt actually had fun. Jeff didn't think he'd liked the movie but they bonded over making fun of it.
"So I kept thinking they were going to kiss any minute. I couldn't believe I was watching a block buster action thriller where the hero was going to turn out gay!" exclaimed Jeff.
"I know, do you think the director realized how gay that was? I really thought the side kick was the real love interest until the very end when he was suddenly into the other blond alien girl. Do you think they just wrote that in at the end to undo the incredibly gayness of the whole story?" remarked Kurt.
"I don't know but but I've never seen anything like that in any action movie I've ever seen. They were gayer than Batman and Robin!"
They conversation turned to other things as the boys tried to learn more about each other.
"So family? I've met your dad and you said you have a brother?"
"Step-brother actually. My dad and his mom just got married a few months ago. No other siblings."
"And your mom? Is she remarried too?"
"No, she died eight years ago."
"Oh, Kurt, I'm so sorry" Jeff reached out and took Kurt's hand.
"It's OK, you didn't know. Most people assumed my parents were divorced when they found out my dad was a single parent. Tell me about your family." Kurt said smiling because Jeff still hadn't let go of his hand.
"I have a pretty big family. I have two brothers and two sisters. Alexis is the oldest - she's 19. Morgan and Michael are 15 and Austin is 13. I'm pretty close with all of them."
They continued talking and Kurt found out that Jeff loved reading comics (graphic novels as he called them) and was into science fiction both books and movies. He played lacrosse at Dalton and was on a paintball team. His brothers and sisters all sang with him in a band that his older sister was trying to launch. He'd never picked up a copy of Vogue and couldn't name a single clothing designer.
They did find common ground in their sense of humor and love of music. Jeff's musical taste was a bit more main stream but he did appreciate Broadway tunes and classic movies. It was enough for Kurt to forgive him for answering 'Terminator 2' as his favorite movie. After all he'd had a crush on Finn and at least Jeff was gay.
"Was'up homos. A new boyfriend already? You really are a slut, faggot."
It was Karofsky. Kurt had been so engrossed in his date he hadn't seen the football player approach their table. Kurt tried to think of a biting comeback but before he could Jeff was up and in the big football player's space.
"Did you just call my date a slut?" he asked calmly. Karofsky took a step back and when he did Jeff stepped forward again standing close in his space. "Are you jealous? Do you want Kurt for yourself or would just any guy do?"
Karofsky took another step back exclaiming "I'm not a queer." Jeff followed him yet again. He leaned in and whispered so that only Karofsky could hear him.
"I know what you want. You want Kurt to shove his enormous dick up your ass and pound you until you scream like a girl. Isn't that right?" Jeff said with a smile. "It's never going to happen."
Karofsky paled and looked like he was about to faint. He turned and fled from the room. Jeff returned to his seat across from Kurt with a smug look on his face.
"Wow, Jeff that was kind of hot. I don't know what you said to him but whatever it was it must have really scared him."
Jeff laughed. "I didn't say anything scary, he just couldn't handle it. Who was that guy anyway?"
"Just some stupid jock that used to bully me at McKinley. He's the reason I left and came to Dalton."
"Well, now I'm conflicted. I'm really sorry something so terrible happened to you. But if it hadn't I'd have never met you. Is it awful and selfish of me to be glad I met you?"
"No, not at all." Kurt smiled and took Jeff's hand in his again.
When they got back to Kurt's house, the two boys stood by the car to say their goodnights. Kurt wanted to invite Jeff in but he was afraid it would lead to another embarrassing encounter with his dad.
"You look fantastic, by the way. I know I should have said that at the beginning of the date but I was kind of stunned by your awesomeness" said Jeff as they stood close together.
"Thanks" replied Kurt blushing.
Then Jeff leaned in and kissed him very briefly and softly. Kurt was a little disappointed at the chaste kiss but before he has time to register the thought, Jeff's lips were on his again. Still sweet and soft but hardly chaste. Lips moved against lips in a slow sensual way. Then the kisses started getting firmer and more insistent as a heated passion started building between them.
Jeff paused, his forehead against Kurt's, he whispered breathlessly "I never kissed anyone before. Was that OK?"
"Way better than OK. More?"
Jeff willing complied. The kisses became deeper and Kurt couldn't stop himself from moaning. The sound elicited an answering one from Jeff. Kurt suddenly felt Jeff's hands on his ass and it was the most exciting thing he'd ever felt. His hips thrust forward of their own accord that brought another moan from Jeff. Jeff lifted Kurt up and put him on the hood of the car, stepping between his legs, his lips never leaving the smaller boy's.
Both boys hands were exploring as they continued kissing. Kurt realized that his legs were wrapped around Jeff's waist and he didn't even remember how that had happened. He felt the evidence of Jeff's excitement pressing against him. I did that. I made him hard. He wants me. Kurt thought through the haze that had come over him. And then Jeff's warmth, lips, hands, and hardness were gone and Kurt opened his eyes with a disappointed whine. Jeff was still standing close but not touching him.
"Oh, Kurt, I'm so sorry. This is our first date and I'm all over you. I just got carried away. I never even kissed anyone before and here I am humping you like some sex crazed maniac. I'm not like that I swear."
"I wasn't complaining. In fact, there's no reason to stop now" he said hopefully.
"Kurt, I really like you. I want to see you again. I didn't ask you out just because you're sexy. You are. Very. But I'm interested in more."
Kurt slipped off the car and wrapped his arms around Jeff. Jeff leaned down and gave Kurt one more soft kiss.
"Goodnight" he said as he slipped away and walked to the driver's side of his car. "Will you go out with me again?"
"Definitely" replied Kurt.
"Tomorrow?"asked Jeff hopefully.
"Yes, but I'm planning the next date. I'll call you tomorrow."
Kurt blew him a kiss as he flounced off.
About 30 minutes later Kurt got a text.
-Had a great time. Looking forward to tomorrow. J.
He smiled. There was nothing ambiguous about Jeff.