Friends on a Sunday Afternoon (Glee, Kurt/Blaine, light R)

Feb 03, 2011 22:47

Friends on a Sunday Afternoon
Rating: light R, for mentions of sexytimes and cursing.
Spoilers: None!
Summary: Kurt was not expecting this when he decided to lose his virginity. Sequel to Brothers on a Sunday Afternoon and will probably not make sense unless you read that first. There will also almost most certainly be a third and final part of this series soon.



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"Hey, Kurt," Blaine said, opening the door to his dorm with a wide smile. Kurt stepped inside and Blaine moved to kiss him, but Kurt put up a hand to block him.

"Something wrong?" Blaine asked, confused.

"You would not believe what I had to go through to get these, Blaine," Kurt said, dumping out a plastic bag onto his boyfriend's bed. "It was…awful."

--

"You guys know you've ruined sex for me…forever" Kurt said, cradling his head in his hands as Puck, Finn and Kurt inched forward in the checkout line.

"Listen, dude, I know I got a girl pregnant and everything," Puck said, and Finn grunted. "But all those cougars I was banging last summer? They were totally about bein' safe and shit. Since I'm young and super-potent."

"Oh, my God," Kurt said, turning red.

"Yeah, I mean, Puck's outta practice or whatever, but he still knows his shit."

"Out of practice?" Kurt asked, grinning at Puck.

"Shut up, alright?" Puck said. "I hit a dry spell after the port-a-potty incident. It happens."

"I still can't believe Kurt is getting laid and we're both not," Finn sighed as they moved forward again.

"I do not want to discuss this anymore!" Kurt said. "I'm… oh, I'm going to go to self-check out." Kurt grabbed the boxes of condoms and shuffled quickly over to the open checkout station next to the boys.

--

"How did…Puck, that's the kid with the mohawk, right?" Blaine asked and Kurt nodded. "How did he get involved?"

"I'm honestly not even sure. One minute Finn's on the phone and I'm staring at a wall of condoms, the next minute Puck is there, slapping me on the back and eating a bag of Twizzlers. Finn said he was already in the store."

"That's…weird."

"It gets worse, Blaine," Kurt sighed. "So much worse."

--

"I'll get it!" Kurt called as the doorbell rang. He put away the soup can he was holding, folded the paper bag from the grocery store, and walked to open the front door.

"Hello, Kurt," Rachel said, clutching a similar brown paper bag.

"Uh, hey, Rachel," Kurt replied, surprised. "What're you doing here?"

"Well, as you know, Kurt, Finn and I haven't been very close since our break up a few months ago," Rachel began. "But Finn called me earlier because he was concerned about your…safety."

"My safety?" Kurt repeated, confused.

"Yes," Rachel said, nodding solemnly. "In the…bedroom." Rachel said meaningfully.

"Oh, for fuck's sake!" Kurt groans, ushering Rachel into the house. "What did Finn say?"

"Well, I've brought some materials," Rachel started, reaching into her bag.

"Wait! Not…here!" Kurt said, then he dragged Rachel down the stairs to his bedroom where Finn was playing video games.

"What are you done?" He asked, startling Finn.

"Oh, uh, hey, Rachel," Finn said, pausing his game. "Look, dude, I just thought that your first time should be like good and important and stuff…" Rachel frowned deeply and Finn cut himself off. "I'm just going to, uh, get a snack or whatever." Finn took the stairs two at a time while Rachel settled on the edge of Kurt's bed.

"So, when I mentioned this to my fathers--"

"Your dads? You asked your DADS about my sex life?" Kurt cried, flopping down onto his bed. "I can officially never see them again."

"Kurt, they had a lot of very important and valuable information," Rachel said. "If there is one thing I know you and I can both agree on, it's that the first time is really important, correct?"

Kurt thought back to the tearful confession he'd heard from Rachel after Finn broke up with her about almost losing her virginity to Jesse last year.

"Okay, what's in the bag?" Kurt sighed.

"First, my fathers highly recommend this to get you in the mood," Rachel said, pulling out a DVD.

--

"I am so, so sorry, Kurt," Blaine said, curling into the boy next to him on his bed. "What can I do to make it up to you?" He asked, curling his hands in Kurt's hair.

"Blaine," Kurt said harshly. "You honestly think I want to have sex after all of that? You're going to be lucky if I can ever even look at you naked again."

"It'll be okay," Blaine said. "Want to watch the Hellcats marathon?"

"Uh, catty bitches and awful outfits? Yes, that would be the perfect way to end the worst day ever," Kurt replied, stretching his legs onto Blaine's lap as Blaine reached for the remote on his bedside table.

fic, fanfic, fan fic, finn, glee, fanfiction, puck, kurt/blaine, rachel, r

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