Je ne t'attendais pas (5/?)

Jun 01, 2012 21:15


“Wait, Sebastian, stop.”

Sebastian went to incredibly turned on to awfully frustrated in a heartbeat. There was no way Kurt wanted this any less than him.

“What? Oh no, please don’t tell me you don’t usually do this, you’re having second thoughts and all that crap. I’m not in the mood right now,” Sebastian rambled.

Kurt grinned. “Shut up or I will have second thoughts. I’m just not fucking you in a filthy toilet; let’s go back to my hotel. It’s not too far anyway.”

Sebastian sighed in relief. “Oh. So it’s just because you have standards. I should have expected that from you, princess.”

“Less talking, more getting away from here,” Kurt groaned.

Sebastian didn’t need to be told twice. He quickly grabbed his jacket, took Kurt by the hand and they began to run out of the bar. They were chuckling like teenage girls, not paying attention to the other drunken people on the streets. The air was mild, the sky a very dark shade of blue, without any stars to be seen. But Kurt was tiring from the running.

“Sebastian wait, I’ve got a side stitch.”

Sebastian pulled Kurt in the corner of a smaller street and pressed him to the wall.

“You’re gonna need more endurance for tonight, you know that,” He whispered, his breath hot against Kurt’s sensitive skin. Kurt shivered.

The music of the bar next to them was resonating.

We’re not lovers we’re not friends

And this is why it never ends

Let me know when you had too much of this

“I’m going to take every ounce of energy you have left. You won’t be able to leave your bed for days after I’m done with you,” Kurt moaned at the thought.

I’ll be taking off your clothes

Before we even lock the door

I’m probably not the only one but do I care?

But do I need to know your name?

“But you will still beg for it, beg until you pass out because it’s gonna be so good.”

I’ll be yours and you’ll be mine till the morning comes

When I wake up you will be gone

Cause we aren’t people you can rely on, anyway

Kurt woke up from the trance Sebastian’s words had put him in.

“Don’t make promises you can’t keep, Smythe. Come on, let’s go,” He looked around to remember this moment. The street’s name was “Rue des MauvaisGarçons” (Bad Boys’ street). There was no way they ended up on this street accidentally. Kurt wondered if the dirty talk in this street was something Sebastian regularly did with his hookups. But that didn’t really matter.

They began walking, a little calmer than before, but still looking at each other hungrily. They arrived at the hotel both having a hand in the other one’s back pocket. When they got to the elevator, they were all over each other. They were finally kissing again, touching each other messily, wanting to be closer, closer, always closer. They struggled to walk to Kurt’s room, and then to open the door. As soon as they entered, they were removing each other’s shirts and Sebastian pushed Kurt against the wall. Kurt wrapped his legs around Sebastian’s waist and his arms around his shoulders. Sebastian began to kiss, lick and bite everywhere he could. Kurt closed his eyes to focus on everything he was feeling; he was now breathing loudly.

“Bed, now!” Kurt managed. Sebastian liked his partners being bossy. It was a nice change; he usually was the one taking charge.

He carried Kurt to the bed where he collapsed on top of him.

“Too much clothes, too much clothes,” Kurt mumbled.

They quickly removed their pants and boxers which landed somewhere on the floor. Kurt was now on top of Sebastian.

“Oh god, you have so many beauty spots. They’re amazing,” Kurt said. He began playing connect-the-dots with his tongue. He kissed the two on his left collarbone. He kissed his entire torso, his belly button, his hips, his thighs…

“I want to blow you,” Kurt whispered.

“What the fuck are you waiting for?” Sebastian panted impatiently. Kurt began licking at the swollen vein on the side of Sebastian’s cock.

“Stop teasing!” Sebastian pleaded. Not even a second later, he was swallowed entirely by Kurt’s wonderful mouth. His jaw dropped and the head of Sebastian’s cock was bumping against the back of his throat. He had long ago learned that he hardly had a gag reflex. He began humming to send vibrations against Sebastian’s cock.

“Oh god, you’re so good!” Sebastian shouted. He knew he wasn’t going to last long. But suddenly he felt cold. Kurt’s mouth had disappeared.

“What are you doing?! Come back here!” he whined.

“I want to hear you beg,” Kurt said in a low voice. Just the words made Sebastian’s cock twitch. Fuck his pride; he was going to let Kurt win this round.

“Please Kurt, just come suck my cock already!” Sebastian almost cried.

And just with that, Kurt’s mouth was back on track and there was no teasing anymore. He was properly sucking Sebastian’s cock, taking it as far as possible and then almost letting it go.  He then focused on the head, licking at the sensitive spot just below it. It took Sebastian only a few more bobs to come hard in Kurt’s mouth. Kurt swallowed it all and purred “Now I want you to fuck me just like you promised.”

Sebastian groaned at the words and his cock twitched. As much as he wanted to, he really wasn’t ready to be hard this soon. He rolled on top of Kurt and began sucking at his ear. He quickly learned, at the sounds he was making that it was indeed a very sensitive spot for Kurt. The high-pitched moans he was making made Sebastian grow hard again in a few seconds.

He got up to search for the condoms and lube he had in his jacket (a guy had to always be prepared, right?) and quickly climbed on the bed again. Kurt was patiently waiting for him, legs spread. Sebastian was salivating at this sight.

“Turn around, ass up,” he ordered. Kurt did as he was told. Sebastian kissed Kurt’s ass cheeks and spread them. He lubed his fingers and began massaging Kurt’s hole. He then slowly let two fingers slip in entirely.

“Oh FUCK,” Kurt shouted. It burned like hell, but the feeling was so good at the same time… Sebastian moved his fingers slowly in and out.

“More Sebastian, please, more,” Kurt begged. Sebastian gladly obliged, adding a third finger and searching for Kurt’s prostate. He immediately knew when he had hit it. The sounds Kurt was making were absolutely sinful and could probably wake the entire hotel but he couldn’t care less. There were no words anymore, only incoherent shouts, moans, groans and whines.

“You ready?” Sebastian asked.

“Couldn’t be any - ah - readier,” Kurt mumbled.

Sebastian removed his fingers, rolled a condom on his cock and applied probably more lube than what is necessary. He pressed his cock at Kurt’s entrance and began to enter. He was moving very slowly trying not to hurt Kurt, whose preparation had been relatively quick. When he was balls-deep in Kurt he let out a sigh he didn’t know he had been holding.

Kurt’s tried breathing deeply. The left side of his face was pressed against the mattress. His cock was itching for a touch and he was sure Sebastian’s hands on his hips were going to left bruises but he had other things to focus on at the moment, like relaxing. After a minute everything went better.

“You can move,” he said. Sebastian began thrusting very slowly into Kurt.

“Faster,” Kurt panted.

But Sebastian had other ideas in mind. He was going to tease Kurt just like Kurt had teased him. His thrusts were painfully slow and the more Kurt was asking for more, the slower he went.

Kurt’s orgasm was building inside of him. The teasing was hardly bearable but it was putting him on edge at the same time. And then, without any kind of warning, Sebastian pushed quickly and brutally inside of him and hit his prostate and Kurt came with a shout and he came hard.

The thought of Kurt coming untouched because of him put Sebastian over the edge. Not even a few seconds later he was coming too. His cock was pulsing into Kurt’s ass and it was the best feeling ever.

Sebastian slipped out of Kurt, removed the condom and threw it in the bin.

“The sheets are disgusting,” said Kurt with a tired voice.

“Whose fault is it? I’m not the one who came untouched,” Sebastian said with a smirk.

Kurt felt like sticking out his tongue to Sebastian but decided it was too childish. He removed the sheets and lay down on the bed, Sebastian quickly joining him.

Before they fell asleep Kurt whispered: “I don’t care, I’m the one who made you beg.”

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