Forget You
"I just wanted to update this now, because I don't have internet on the weekends. My dad hasn't got it yet, so until then I can't update weekends. But, I will be working on the next chapter, so enjoy this for now! And thanks for reading! XD"
Title: Forget You
Author; K-Lee
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Puck/Kurt, new Dave/Blaine!
Spoilers: some mentions from 'Never Been Kissed'
Warnings: Male pregnancy, Sexual content, bad language, and total
awsomeness.
Summary: The continuation of "These Feelings Deep Inside" and "Will
You Stay?","Comparisons", and "Revelations". Kurt suffers his
consequience of losing his virginity, Puck has a second chance, and
Burt wishes his son would have thought more about his decision.
Author's Notes: I know this is my second story doing Kurt pregnant,
but come on! Momma Kurt would be cool. Think about it Ryan Murphy XD
Dedicated to way to the end for making me get the motivation to
continue! XD All mistakes are mine and the previous chapter is below.
~Forget You~
Kurt could handle not sleeping. He could handle having to struggle
carrying two babies and two bottles. He could handle Puck being a lazy
ass at times. But he could not handle Santana breathing on his neck.
It started after the 'Master Plan' fiasco. Puck had been ultimately
turned on and decided being open about him and Kurt, which was the
first step to forming Tornado Santana. Then, Puck had thought holding
hands with Kurt and walking him to class, not minding being late to
his, made the wind start swirling. After that, Puck started making out
with Kurt in the halls between classes and getting his flirt on, which
made the swirling winds start to move. Lastly, Puck made a serious
innuendo in front of the glee club (which might have had stated how
great Kurt was in bed, better than Santana). It made Kurt blush, but
infruruated the tornado. She started ripping houses and trees from the
ground. It wasn't long before the Empire State Buliding and the Eiffle
Tower was rippied from the ground.
Kurt was terrified. He sat far away from Santana, but Puck would find
away next to him and Santana would explode. It must have worsened the
situation when Kurt tried out for Cheerios after the pregnancy and
ending bring voted on top by Sue herself. Santana was moved to the
very bottom, making her rage toward him grow. He bet she would have
tried to move and make Kurt break a leg if Sue wasn't their coach.
It wasn't a comforting thought that someone wanted to kill him. And
this time, the threat might be fullfilled if he wasn't careful.
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Kurt had all the books he needed in hand as he shut his locker. He
turned, and had his books thrown to the ground. A laugh escaped from
the intruder. He glared at Santana as she walked off. Really? Did she
have to resort to hitting books to the floor? How old was that? Third
grade?
Mr. Shuester had seen though, thankfully. He rushed after the arrogant
Cheerio, giving her the lecture of a lifetime. Kurt shuffled away
quickly, not wanting to run in to her again. If he was being honest,
she scared him shitless.
He jumped into his car and drove off. He didn't want to see Puck right
now. He wasn't being a girl. He just needed to hold his babies and cry
his heart out. For three month olds, they were quite comforting. Plus,
Kurt had to work on his audition for Regionals. He has a song in
mind.....
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Kurt showed up in glee the next day, bouncing happily. Mr. Shuester
stood in front, but as he opened his mouth, Kurt said, "I'd like to
audition for my Regionals solo." Mr. Shue closed is mouth and nodded.
Kurt stood in front of his fellow glee members. "I know, you don't
want a speech, but apparently someone," a glare towards Santana," has
a problem with me and Puck, outing. Now, as cliché as it is to make
these lyrcs fit perfectly with this predicament, I'd like to do this
to prove a point to that someone and to Dalton for not accepting me
when I was there. It hits two birds with one stone."
Kurt was decked in full out glitter. His eyes were lined in blue
glitter and his hair was coated in the same manner, his bangs falling
across his face. His fingerless gloves were back and his leather pants
(not the same ones as last time) was a combination of light blue and
dark blue glitter, swirly designs running down the side of his legs.
His shirt was black and v-neck (though not too revealing to Puck's
disappoimtment). Above his shirt was a a leather vest, and his feet
were encased in Black creeper.
Some of the boys from last time were there too, but they all matched
Kurt this time. "Mike? Would you like to help out?" Mike jumped up
excitedly. His outfit was black and no one knew if it was Kurt's doing
or just coincedience.
The music started pumping and eveyone knew what song it was. Santana
rolled her eyes. Kurt swayed his hips a little as he sung:
Hot and dangerous
If you're one of us then roll with us
'Cause we make the hipsters fall in love
When we got our hot pants on and up
And yes of course we does
We runnin' this town just like a club
And no you don't wanna mess with us
Got Jesus on my necklace (lace-ace)
Got that glitter on my eyes
Stockings ripped all up the side
Looking sick and sexy-fied
So let's go-o-o,
Let's go!
Mike did a kick mid-air and did this spin that looked like it was from
ballet. His foot laud flat against his thigh and his arms in the air.
It brought Tima to her feet and her goth look blended I'm perfectly.
Tonight we're going har-har-h-h-h hard
Just like the world is our-our-ah-ah-ah ours!
We're tearing it apar-par-par-pa-pa-pa part
You know we're superstars
We R who we R
We're dancing like we're dumb-dum-duh-duh-duh dumb
Our bodies going numb-num-nuh-nuh-nuh numb
We'll be forever young-yun-y-y-y young
You know we're superstars
We R who we R
Puck stood and tried to stay in tune with Mike's moves. He was doing a
pretty good job, so nobody complained.
DJ turn it up
It's about damn time to live it up
I'm so sick of being so serious
It's makin' my brain delirious
I'm just talkin' true
I'm tellin' you 'bout the [stuff] we do
We're selling our clothes
Sleepin' in cars
Dressin' it down
Hittin' on dudes
Hard
Kurt winked at that last part. A few people giggled and others
blushed. Mr. Shue joined the dancing and soon half of the boys were on
the floor.
Got that glitter on my eyes
Stockings ripped all up the side
Looking sick and sexy-fied
So let's go uh oh
Let's go
Tonight we're going hard hard hard ha ha hard
Just like the world is our our our ah ah ours
We're tearing it apar par par pa pa part
You know we're superstars
We R who we R
We're dancing like we're dumb dumb duh duh duh dumb
Our bodies going numb numb nuh nuh nuh numb
We'll be forever young young yuh yuh yuh young
You know we're superstars
We R who we R
The girls were dancing along and everyone was in sync. Santana had her
arms and legs crossed, sniffing in distaste.
DJ turn it up
DJ turn it up
DJ turn it up
DJ turn it up
Puck threw his arms around Kurt and they laughed as Mr. Shue spun, his
arms out and legs crossed. He did a final pose, his right leg out, his
left leg back.
Tonight we're going hard hard hard h h hard
Just like the world is our our our ah ah ours
We're tearing it apar par par p p part
You know we're superstars
We R who we R
We're dancing like we're dumb dumb duh duh duh dumb
Our bodies going numb numb nuh nuh nuh numb
We'll be forever young young yuh yuh yuh young
You know we're superstars
We R who we R
Onh!!
They clapped and hollared. Kurt looked over to Santana. He saw it in
her eyes. That last piece of hope of her becoming his friend had been
destroyed. Whatever she had said at the hospital was forgotten and
didn't matter anyway. He had attacked and that battle had started a
full-flegded war.
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Kurt held Katy in his hands as he finished his Biology homework. She
whimpered here and there, but stayed silent, her eyes on her father as
he concentrated on his homework. "So, have you decided on what your
kids are calling you?" Finn asked from across the room. He had been
staying in Kurt's room more occasionally, more for his nephews than
Kurt.
Kurt nodded. "They're calling me Daddy and Puck is Papa. Or Father
Dear." "Oh, hell no!" Puck groaned as he cane down the stairs. "If my
son calls me Father Dearest or whatever crap like that, I will
permanently change his name to Gaylord. Seriously."
Kurt laughed. "So, what is he calling you?" "Pops." Kurt threw his head
back as he laughed. "Really?"
Puck sat on the bed. "Ok........Dad. You're daddy, I'm dad." Kurt
shrugged. "Whatever."
Katy wriggles in his arms. Kurt heard David Micheak yawn from the
bouncer on the floor next to him. David Micheal began to whimper and
wiggle, too. "Feeding time."
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Dave threw Blaine on top of his bed. He pressed his lips to Blaine's.
Humping was an occasional thing they did while making out. Blaine
enjoyed the sweet noises coming from Dave when he did.
"Babe?"
"Yea?" Dave's voice was deep and rough.
"I'm ready."
Blaine had stopped them multiple times before, explaining that he
wasn't ready. Saying those words, Dave knew things were going one step
ahead.
Their clothes were peeled off as they writhed on the bed. Dave licked
his way up Blaine's neck, to his ear. Blaine moaned as he felt the wet
tongue descend, down his chest, dipping into his navel. Dave rubbed
his nose into the dark brown, curly hair. Blaine gasped as Dave bit
the corner where thigh met cock. That was one spot that sent Blaine
crazy.
Dave kissed the head of Blaine's length before swallowing it whole.
Blaine thrust upwards, not too hard enough to choke poor Dave to
death. The blow job was a little sloppy, and he realized it wad Dave's
first time giving head to another boy. His tongue was uncertian and it
seemed like it was a huge effort to keep his teeth from making contact
with Blaine's cock.
That didn't mean he didn't enjoy it. In fact, he enjoyed a little
sloppiness. That meant the tongue would move into every crevice and
Blaine like that. A lot.
He moaned and grunted at how good it was. It wasn't long before he was
coming. Dave sat up and moved to Blaine. Blaine could taste himself on
his boyfriend's lips. It was highly erotic, making his groin twitch in
an effort to get hard again. What? He was a teenager.
Dave moved do he was on top of Blaine. Their chests and stomachs
touched, but Dave was putting most of his weight on his elbows. He
reached to the bedside table and grabbed a couple condoms and lube. He
pushed himself to one elbow, before realizing he would get
uncomfortable doing that. So he kneeled and he was so nervous, the
lube splattered onto Blaine's stomach. Dave blushed.
"Here, I got it." Blaine sat up, grabbed the glop of lube from Dave's
palm and slicked up his fingers. He reached down, making sure Dave was
watching, and entered a finger into himself. He groaned at the feeling
of him opening himself. Dave moaned as Blaine threw his head back,
inserting his finger in and out. He added another and scissored
himself open. It was so hot and Dave grew hard again. Blaine added a
third. He was about to take them out before he looked down at Dave's
cock. "You're pretty big. So I'm going to add an extra one..." the
fourth finger was a little painful, he wasnt used to four. Only three.
He'd done himself many times. But four? It was on the border of
uncomfortable.
But Blaine got over it, seeing the sight of pure pleasure on Dave's
face. He took his fingers out and rolled a condom onto Dave.
The rest was pretty mind-blowing. Dave thrusted harder and harder,
hitting Blaine's prostate with each thrust. Dave didn't know he had
that power, but he had made Blaine melt into a puddle of goo, his
words incoherent.
The best part was the orgasm. It hit both of them like a tidal wave.
They'd come so hard and at the end, they were panting, feeling limp as
noodles. To summarize it, Dave had the best night of his life.
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u nvr told me dave ws good in bed!
Kurt laughed as Blaine texted him.
srry I didnt hve sex w/ him
Lol well in case ur wonderin, it was hot
Kurt grinned. Dave and Blaiine were happy together and Kurt was glad
his ex and his former bully had worked things out and got rewards in
the process.
So, has Dave told his parents?
Um no, but he said he ws!
Dude, sayin it isnt the same as doin it
Haha lol tht sounded dirty
Blaine! Focus! XD
Kk ill tlk 2 him
K good luck
Nite Kurt
Nite Blaine
Kurt turned his phone off, getting ready for bed.
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Six hours later, Kurt was awoken by crying. He looked over at the
clock. It was 4:30.
"Shut up," Puck said into his pillow.
The crying turned into a gasping kind of sound. "Puck?"
They looked over at each other before jumping up from the bed. Puck
turned the light on and Kurt ran to the cribs. David slept peacefully
in his, snoring silently. Kurt moved to Katy. Her face was pale,
turning blue. Kurt grabbed her and hit her back, trying to stop her
from choking. But whatever she was choking on was stuck.
"Puck! Call Adam!"
Puck did as he said, the ringing of the phone was too much. It seemed
like it was taking years. "Hello?" Adam sounded rough and just like he
had been woken up by his cellphone ringing. Who gave a shit, Puck
thought. "Dude! Katy is like blue and I think she's choking, what do
we do?"
Puck put the phone on speaker and sat next to Kurt. "Lay him on your
lap, stomach down." Adam replied. He sounded wide awake now. Kurt did
as instructed. "Reach into his throat with your forefinger and thumb.
You might have to reach in deep." Kurt was crying now as Kary turned
purple. He reached into her mouth and felt something. It was metallic
and Kurt slowly grabbed onto the object, trying not to let it go and
accidentally push it deeper. He pulled out and Katy gasped for air.
Her face turned from purple to blue to her normal color. Her voice
peirced the silent night and Kurt sighed in relief. "Thanks so much,
Adam."
"You're welcome. Goodnight." and with that, the doctor hung up. Puck
grabbed hold of Kurt's shaking shoulders. "It's alright. It's ok."
Three pairs of feet came running down te stairs. "Hey! What happened?
We heard her scream-"Burt stopped mid-sentence as he caught sight of
his son. "Kurt! What's wrong? Why're you crying?" He came down the
last few steps and sat next to his son. "You ok?"
"Yea, now it is." Kurt went through the whole thing that happened.
Burt held his son tightly. "It's fine now. If you hadn't known to call
him, Katy woudn't be ok. But she is. It's ok." Kurt nodded.
They fed the babies and crawled under the sheets. Puck wrapped his
arms around Kurt and it was probably the first time he ever held Kurt
when they fell asleep.
Kurt looked at the object he had pulled out of Katy's mouth. He had
put it on the bedside table. Before he turned the lamp off, he picked
it up. It was an earring. It wasn't Carole's. He knew what Carole's
jewelry box was filled with because he either bought it, or Carole
showed him in excitement. He vaguely remembered Santana wearing
something that looked just like that....
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"Well, Kurt, I'm glad to anounce that you're song selection will make
it to the semi-finals of our Regionals Setlist. We'll be voting on the
songs a few weeks before, so you're song will be one of the few
nominated." Rachel stood in the front of the room. Mr. Shue had been
sick again, and of course she nominated herself as leader.
Everyone clapped and whistled. Kurt smiled. " I know I've been singing
way too many songs, but I'd like to sing a song that's a personal
favorite of mine. It may sound weird to you, but as you saw last week,
I have a thing for Ke$ha." Everyone laughed. "Sure, Kurt."
Kurt still had some leather, but not as much as last time. He smiled.
"Rachel? Would you help?"
Rachel grinned and moved closer, next to Kurt. "It's a little graphic,
boys. Might want to leave while you can."
Rawr! Rawr!
I have a heart, I swear I do
But just not, baby, when it comes to you
I get so hungry when you say you love me
Hush if you know what's good for you
I think you're hot, I think you're cool
You're the kind of guy I'd stalk in school
But now that I'm famous, you're up my anus
Now I'm gonna eat you, fool!
I eat boys up
Breakfast and lunch
Then, when I'm thirsty, I drink their blood
Carnivore, animal, I am a cannibal
I eat boys up
You better run
I am cannibal! (Cannibal, cannibal, I am!)
I am cannibal! (Cannibal! I'll eat you up!)
I am cannibal! (Cannibal, cannibal, I am!)
I am cannibal! (Cannibal! I'll eat you up!)
Their mouth gaped at how vulgar Kurt's language was. The boys pushed
their seats backwards, but in a jokeful way. Puck smirked.
Whenever you tell me I'm pretty
That's when the hunger really hits me
Your little heart goes pitter patter
I want your liver on a platter
Use your finger to stir my tea
Then, for dessert, I'll suck your teeth
Be too sweet and you'll be a goner
Yep, I'll pull a Jeffrey Dahmer
I eat boys up
Breakfast and lunch
Then, when I'm thirsty, I drink their blood
Carnivore, animal, I am a cannibal
I eat boys up
You better run
I am cannibal! (Cannibal, cannibal, I am!)
I am cannibal! (Cannibal! I'll eat you up!)
I am cannibal! (Cannibal, cannibal, I am!)
I am cannibal! (Cannibal! I'll eat you up!)
Kurt did a dance that Rachel followed and Rachel began the next part.
Oh-whoa-whoa-oh!
Oh-whoa-whoa-oh-oh!
Oh-whoa-whoa-oh!
Oh-whoa-whoa-oh-oh!
Oh-whoa-whoa-oh!
Oh-whoa-whoa-oh-oh!
Oh-whoa-whoa-oh!
Oh-whoa-whoa-oh-oh!
I am cannibal! (Cannibal, cannibal, I am!)
I am cannibal! (Cannibal! I'll eat you up!)
I am cannibal! (Cannibal, cannibal, I am!)
I am cannibal! (Cannibal! I'll eat you up!)
Kurt looked over to Puck. He winked.
I love you
I warned you
Rawr!
They clapped as Kurt and Rachel bowed. They sat down, and Puck stood.
"Can I do a song?"
They all whistles as Puck strutted to the front. "I'm gonna turned my
style around. I don't think he's Jewish, though. Whatever, I like this
song. Again, yea, the language is pretty vulgar although not as scary
as Kurt's." Another burt of laughter. Ot seemed like they could be
themselves without worrying about language.
Now your nightmare comes to life.
Dragged you down below
Down to the devils show
To be his guest forever
Peace of mind is less than never
Hate to twist your mind
But God ain't on your side
An old acquaintance severed
Burn the world your last endeavor
Puck made a scary face before continuing.
Flesh is burning
You can smell it in the air
Cause men like you have such an easy soul to steal (steal)
So stand in line while they ink numbers in your head
You're now a slave until the end of time here
Nothing stops the madness turning, haunting, yearning pull the trigger
You should have known
The price of evil
And it hurts to know that you belong here
Yeah
Oooooooh
It's your fucking nightmare
While your nightmare comes to life
Can't wake up in sweat
Cause it ain't over yet
Still dancing with your demons
Victim of your own creation
Beyond the will to fight
Where all that's wrong is right
Where hate don't need a reason
Loathing self-assassination
You've been lied to
Just to rape you of your sight
And now they have the nerve to tell you how to feel (feel)
So sedated as they medicate your brain
And while you slowly go insane they tell ya
"Given with the best intentions, help you with your complications"
You should have known
The price of evil
And it hurts to know that you belong here
Yeah
No one to call
Everybody to fear
Your tragic fate
Is looking so clear
Yeah
Oooooooh
It's your fucking nightmare
HA! HA! HA! HA!
(Break)
(Maniacal laughter)
Fight (Fight! ). not to fail (fail! )
Not to fall (fall! )
Or you'll end up like the others
Die (Die! ), die again (die! )
Drenched in sin (sin! )
With no respect for another
OH!
Down(Down! ), feel the fire(fire! )
Feel the hate(hate! )
Your pain is what we desire
Lost (Lost! ), hit the wall (wall! )
Watch you crawl (crawl! )
Such a replaceable liar
And I know you hear their voices
(Calling from above)
And I know they may seem real
(These signals of love)
But our life's made up of choices
(Some without appeal)
They took for granted your soul
And it's ours now to steal
As your nightmare comes to life
You should have known
The price of evil
And it hurts to know that you belong here
Yeah
No one to call
Everybody to fear
Your tragic fate
Is looking so clear
Yeah
Oooooooh
It's your fucking nightmare
They all jumped up and clapped. Kurt grinned. "I'm so scared!"
Puck put his hands on his hips. "You? You're the one that sung about
eating boys. I'm scared!"
They laughed light-heartedly, until they were close to tears....
TBC....
We R Who We R by Ke$ha
Cannibal by Ke$ha
Nightmare by Avenged Sevenfold
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