A/N: Rating got upped for this chapter. I'm terrible at writing that kind of stuff though so... apologies in advance for that. Hope you guys like this chapter though.

Sebastian was determined to play it cool. He didn't want to be the loser kid at Scandal's who sat at the bar by himself all night, clearly waiting for someone else to show up, only for it to become extremely obvious he'd been stood up. Sebastian had seen that kid. He'd laughed at that kid. And he refused to be that kid.

He hadn't gotten to Scandal's until about 9.30pm. He probably wouldn't admit it to anyone, but he was hoping Kurt had shown up before him. He knew Kurt was going to show up, because reading Kurt was like reading a child's picture book to him. It was so easy. And Kurt liked being challenged. He was intrigued by someone who didn't just back down after one of his icy glares. He'd show up. The question of it all was when. Sebastian didn't doubt that.

At least, he'd convinced himself he didn't doubt it.

He knew he was looking hot, because a few guys had already hit on him. And the bar tender kept coming up and asking him if he was alright and wanted anything else besides the one beer he was slowly making his way through. He fished through his pocket to find his phone, glancing towards the door just once more and

Holy shit, goddammit, fucking fuck, GOD

Sebastian loved Kurt's cheerleading uniform. He adored it. But holy shit that red tracksuit was nothing compared to what the boy was wearing right now.

They made jeans that tight?

The dark denim made his legs look a million times longer, and showed off the perfect curve of his ass in a way that red uniform never, ever, ever, would, it was almost obscene. And from the front, it hinted oh so teasingly at what was beneath and Sebastian was a huge, huge fan. He wanted to call up the designer of those jeans and personally thank them himself.

Finally, somehow, Sebastian managed to drag his eyes away from Kurt's legs and up. He wore a black dress shirt, with red detailing that fit snugly to his chest and torso, the sleeves were rolled up casually halfway up his forearms, and the top few buttons undone. His hair was style, up and coiffed the same way it had been the other times Sebastian had encountered. And…

Holy fucking shit Kurt Hummel was some kind of other worldly God-like creature.

Sebastian couldn't wait to have him.

Then Kurt started walking further into the club, and Sebastian saw the thin brunette girl from the other day appear from behind him. He groaned. Of course Kurt would bring along his stupid little side-kick.

Sebastian kept his eyes on Kurt, but the boy only moved further away from him, right across to the other side of the bar. It was totally on purpose, Sebastian thought with a smirk. Kurt knew exactly where he was sitting and was avoiding him. It didn't bother Sebastian one bit.

He picked up his beer, and quickly downed the last quarter left in it. The tangy, bitter taste made him shudder a little, but he placed the empty bottle back on the counter of the bar and walked over to where Kurt and his side-kick were.

'Well, look what the cat dragged in.' He said with a smirk.

Kurt's eyes flicked up to him in a scowl. 'This place is disgusting.'

'And yet you're still here sweetheart.'

'God knows why.' Side-kick muttered, rolling her eyes.

Sebastian pretended to have only just noticed her and looked at her in surprise. 'Why are you here? You do realise this is a gay bar right?'

'Good question.' She turned to Kurt. 'Why am I here? Better yet, why are you here? This place is lamer than that stupid Glee club, especially when they dance around in the cafeteria.'

Kurt raised an eyebrow at her. 'Santana, can you go and get me a margarita?'

'Just because I'm Latina doesn't mean I'm your personal maid.'

'I have no problems with tell Coach Sylvester who really put-'

'And I'm gone.' She rolled her eyes and walked off into the small crowd.

'Now that you got her out of the way…' Sebastian leant forward, intentionally into Kurt's personal space and grabbed his hand. Kurt quickly snatched it back.

'I didn't come here for you.'

'Really?'

'No.'

Sebastian saw a very, very brief flicker of doubt in Kurt's eyes before it disappeared again and he straightened up his posture even more, to try and level himself with Sebastian.

'I come here regularly.'

'Do you?' Sebastian asked, biting the inside of his lip to stop from laughing.

'Yes.'

Sebastian leant forward again, this time so his lips were level with Kurt's ear. 'You're going to have to lie better than that sweetheart.'

He heard Kurt's shuddering exhale and grinned. 'Just one dance.' He pulled back to look Kurt straight in the eye and offered the challenge properly.

'Fine.' Kurt said. 'Just the one.'

Sebastian smirked at him before grabbing his hand and pulling him out to the small space the bar called a dance floor. There was a generic beat pulsing as Sebastian pulled them both into an empty space on the floor. He promptly let go of Kurt's hand and moved a step away from him, deciding to let Kurt set the boundaries of the dancing.

Sebastian was more than surprised when less than a beat later Kurt grabbed him by the waist and pulled them close together.

'Don't wimp out on me now Smythe. I thought we were going to do this properly.'

Sebastian stilled for a moment. 'How do you know my name?'

Kurt gave him a wicked smirk. The glint in his eyes shot right through Sebastian, sending the most pleasurable shiver down his spine.

'There's a lot about me you don't know.'

Sebastian opened his mouth to talk but Kurt quickly spun around, pressing his back into his chest and grinding his ass right against…

Sebastian gasped and grabbed Kurt's hips before he could even think about what he was doing. He wasn't sure whether he had planned to push Kurt away slightly, or bring him even closer… so instead he just kept them there, his fingers digging into the delicious hipbones underneath them. Kurt leant his head back and twisted slightly to catch sight of Sebastian.

'Are you actually going to move? Or am I wasting my time here?'

That snapped Sebastian into action. If this was how Kurt wanted it, it was how he was going to get it.

He started off slowly, swaying his hips ever so slightly to the beat of the music. He let his fingers move, and dance teasingly up and down Kurt's side. He could tell that under the tight clothing Kurt had a lean frame and he could feel the muscles of the boys body moving under his fingers. Then he brought himself closer until there was no space between his chest and Kurt's back. With no warning he spun Kurt around so they were facing each other again. He ground his hips against Kurt's no longer caring about keeping in time with the beat. He gasped when there was no mistaking what was rubbing against his thigh and the though made blood rush down to Sebastian's own cock. He groaned as Kurt wrapped his arms around his neck, pressing their bodies even closer together.

Kurt looked up at him through his lashes with a look that was so innocently seductive.

'We should go somewhere more private.' He said.

'Y-yes let's.' Sebastian choked out, surprised how raspy his own voice was. Had Kurt really gotten under his skin that much? As Kurt grabbed his arm and lead him further to the back of the club, towards the bathrooms, Sebastian stared at the way the dark denim he was wearing hugged his ass.

And yes… it was entirely possible Kurt had gotten under his skin that much.

By some miracle the bathroom was free. In seconds Kurt had dragged him in and slammed him up against the door, pressing their bodies together. Kurt pressed his lips to Sebastian's in a hot, open mouthed kiss. Their tongues slid against each other in a battle for domination. Kurt tasted like berries and vanilla and something Sebastian couldn't distinguish. Something that was just Kurt, and he was already hooked on it.

Sebastian brought his hands down to Kurt's waist, and untucked his shirt, feeling the hot smooth skin beneath. He came around to the front of Kurt's jeans and tugged on the button. Kurt gasped and pulled back.

'No.' He said. 'You first.'

Sebastian wasn't going argue with him. Kurt's hands moved quickly to the waistband of his jeans. He paused.

'You know, the striped shirt and popped collar thing? It doesn't work.'

Sebastian let out a laugh. 'You're choosing now to give me fashion advice.'

'Yep.' Kurt gave him a devilish grin and slid his hand into his boxer short. Sebastian let out a low moan as Kurt's hand gripped him tight. 'Does that feel good?'

'God yes.'

'I can make it even better.'

Sebastian watched as Kurt sank down to his knees before him. He actually couldn't have pulled his eyes away from the sight of Kurt's mouth around his hard cock even if he'd wanted to. Kurt's cheeks were flushed bright red against his pale skin, and they were hollowed out as he sucked on him hard, while his tongue did things Sebastian couldn't have even dreamt up. Sebastian kept his hand buried deep in Kurt's hair, just needing something to hold on to, it was a miracle alone that he was actually still standing.

'Kurt, I'm going to…'

The heat around his cock disappeared and Kurt looked up at him with beautiful, angelic blue eyes that fuck still looks at him with wide-eyed innocence.

'Going to what Sebastian?' He asked.

'I… fuck Kurt…'

'Come then for me babe. If you want to… just do it. Don't hold back.' Kurt said right before drawing him back into his mouth.

Sebastian let out a low guttural sound, he couldn't have held back even if he wanted to.

'Fuck!' He exclaimed as he came hard and fast.

When he was done, Sebastian leant back against the door panting hard. He'd had his fair share of sex. That was no secret. But nothing had ever been like that just was. He blinked and Kurt was back in his line of vision.

'You are…' Sebastian tried to talk, but his brain was still addled.

'That was fun.' Kurt said smiling.

'I… yes…'

Kurt's smile disappeared. 'I trust it'll be easier for you to leave me alone now then, won't it?'

'Yeah, sure I… what?' Sebastian blinked as Kurt's words sunk in properly. 'What?'

'I gave you what you wanted. Now stop coming to the Lima Bean.' Kurt opened the bathroom door, not caring that it made Sebastian stumble and nearly fall over.

As he was left alone in the dirty bathroom of Scandal's with nothing but Kurt's harsh parting tone he couldn't help but feel a lot emptier than he thought he would after getting the blow job of a lifetime.