Kinda-Boyfriend
Title: Kinda-Boyfriend
Fandom: Glee/Supernatural
Pairing(s): Dean/Kurt, Puck/Kurt
Rating: R-ish(?)
Spoilers: Up to The Power Of Madonna for Glee and After School Special for SPN
Summary: He knows that Coach Tanaka's Sub was crazy hot and that he'd spent the entire day eyeing up Cheerio's but he didn't honestly believe that that extended to him.
Warnings: Boy on boy kissings, some fluff, some swears and some cheating.
A/N: I wrote this for a prompt over at the puckurt Diva Off Which can be found here but I really liked the way it turned out and it was way to big to fit in a comment so I'm putting it here.
He knows that Coach Tanaka's Sub was crazy hot and that he'd spent the entire day eyeing up Cheerio's but he didn't honestly believe that that extended to him.
Coach Perry - Dean, had him pressed up against the wall of the gym, and was breathing absolute filth into his ear; Kurt's hands grip the older man's biceps; all corded muscle and rough polyester. Dean slips a hand under the back of his uniform, calloused fingers stroking the skin of his back, and Kurt's eyes fall closed as a whimper escapes from his lips.
"I cannot believe that this is happening. This is practically in public! Anyone could come along a see this," thinks Kurt, his frantic thoughts trying desperately to convince his body to stop this, "I would never let Puck get away with this,"
Oh God, Puck. His eyes snap open only to slide shut again as the man begins to press hot kisses to his neck. "Dean, wait," Kurt tries to make his voice sound commanding but it comes out high and breathy. He tries again, "I have a boyfriend - kinda."
The kisses stopped but Dean didn't move away and the stroking over the base of his spine continues, "'Kinda?'" he asks, a grin splitting his face.
Kurt is surprised by the reaction, he hadn't really expected it to work, but it then again, as the feel of Dean's hot breath on his skin reminds him, it hadn't really. It was almost the same reaction he'd gotten form Noah when he'd wanted to have sex with Kurt's dad in the house. You think you can keep quiet? He’d ended up doing it then too. "I - well, um, yeah. Kinda,"
Dean smirks, "Why only, 'Kinda?'"
Kurt flounders, "He-he's doesn't want to be public, and I don't know if we're serious."
Dean's eyes soften slightly, the fire still there but it's a little less scary now. The reply is quiet but it tears into Kurt's heart, "Then I don't think he deserves you." Kurt's breathing hitches and he looks away from Dean's gaze as he blinks back the tears threatening to spill over.
"Hey, hey, look at me,” Kurt does; he barely knows this man but he trusts him to take care of him, "You're beautiful Kurt, and you deserve the world." Kurt was a little surprised at the use of his first name; Noah only calls him that when they're alone and usually only when they're being intimate. Kurt stares into Dean's deep green eyes and finds only sincerity there. Noah has never told him that, never made him believe that they were anything more than sort-of friends but mostly benefits. Kurt nods shortly and presses forward, slanting his mouth over Dean's and kissing hard. Dean stills for a moment but soon gets with the program and kisses back. A hand slides down Kurt's side and lifts his leg up over Dean's hip. Dean grinds their hips together and Kurt moans, delicious pleasure dancing up his spine. Kurt slides his hands up under Dean's white William McKinley polo and rubs his thumbs over Dean's hard Pecs and perky nipples then down to the fly of his bright red shorts. Suddenly there is nothing, No body heat, no kisses, no Dean whispering in his ear, it's almost enough to make him cry. He blinks and at the sight that greets him blinks again.
"What the hell are you doing macking on my Cheerio, you perv?" yells Puck, pushing Dean hard. Dean doesn't stumble, he barely even moves; he doesn't even look scared like anyone else would when staring down the end of Noah Puckerman's wrath.
Dean grins but his smile is nothing like the ones Kurt had seen on him earlier, this one is mean and scary, "from what I hear you don't deserve a Cheerio at all, especially one as special as him." Kurt wants to protest at how they're talking about him like he's property or not even there at all but Dean's words hit him hard and he can't help a small smile before returning to worrying about Dean. Puck's eyes flash with anger and he lunges forward but Dean neatly side steps him. Puck recovers quickly and turns around for a second attack only to meet Dean’s fist with his face. His hand flies to his jaw and he stumbles slightly.
Kurt rushes forward as Dean's fist rises again, "Wait, Dean Stop!"
Dean looks towards Kurt, "Don't hurt him. Please." Dean begins to lowers his fist, eyes never leaving Kurt's face; he nods and steps back. Dean turns then to Puck and sneers, "you'd better start treating him better or he'll figure out he's too good for you." With a final glance back at Kurt he turns on his heel and exits the gym.
Kurt watches until he's gone and then turns slowly back to Puck. The two stare at each other for a long moment before either moves or speaks. Finally Puck breaks the silence, his voice cold and hard, "is this the first time you've cheated on me or just the first time you got caught?"
Kurt's anger flares to life, "So it's okay for you to sleep with cheerio in school but it's not okay for me to make out with one guy?"
"That was a lot more than making out and he wasn't just some guy! He's a teacher!" sneers Puck, disgust evident in his voice.
"Oh, look who's talking!" yells Kurt, "You've fucked half the cougars in Allen County!"
"Yeah, but not since we got together!" Kurt was stunned into silence, Puck's voice was softer this time "No cheerio's either, except you."
Kurt tries a few times before getting out a strangled, "why?"
Puck looks down at the scuffed hardwood beneath their feet, "I don't know,” he mutters, "I just don't want to anymore I guess."
Kurt stares.
"I sorta thought..." Puck falters, then looks up at Kurt, hurt shining in his eyes, "I sorta thought you felt that way too."
Kurt steps towards him, "I do Noah, I do, I just thought that you - I mean, you never said..." he trails off and looks down at the floor half in shame half in confusion; in a relationship with Noah Puckerman, how did Kurt end up as the cheater.
All of a sudden Noah is in his space, arms wrapping around his back and pulling him closer. "Okay, then I'm saying it now; I want to be your boyfriend. I want to take you on dates and meet your Dad and like... carry your books to class and stuff."
Kurt looks up sharply, "What?"
Noah looks Panicked for a second before spluttering "not that I don't think you can't carry your own books or that you're like the girl in this relationship or anything I just mean-"
"No," Kurt interrupts, "You want to be public?"
Noah looks like a deer caught in the headlights for a moment but soon clenches his jaw and he nods, "I don't want anyone else’s hands on you," he replies, half snarl, half whisper. Kurt shivers, (who knew that growly possessiveness was such a turn on) and finally wraps his arms around Noah's neck and kisses him lightly. Noah leans into the kiss licking into Kurt’s mouth. He lifts the smaller boy up until he can wrap his legs around Puck's waist and the two stumble back until Noah’s ass hits the bleachers.
Kurt's hands cradle the back of his boyfriend's head and he pulls back to whisper against Noah's lips, Mine and no one else and just me. Puck nods distractedly before crushing his mouth back against Kurt's and licking his way inside. Kurt moans and sucks on his tongue and thinks to himself "I guess I would let Puck get away with this."
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Fandom: Glee/Supernatural
Pairing(s): Dean/Kurt, Puck/Kurt
Rating: R-ish(?)
Spoilers: Up to The Power Of Madonna for Glee and After School Special for SPN
Summary: He knows that Coach Tanaka's Sub was crazy hot and that he'd spent the entire day eyeing up Cheerio's but he didn't honestly believe that that extended to him.
Warnings: Boy on boy kissings, some fluff, some swears and some cheating.
A/N: I wrote this for a prompt over at the puckurt Diva Off Which can be found here but I really liked the way it turned out and it was way to big to fit in a comment so I'm putting it here.
He knows that Coach Tanaka's Sub was crazy hot and that he'd spent the entire day eyeing up Cheerio's but he didn't honestly believe that that extended to him.
Coach Perry - Dean, had him pressed up against the wall of the gym, and was breathing absolute filth into his ear; Kurt's hands grip the older man's biceps; all corded muscle and rough polyester. Dean slips a hand under the back of his uniform, calloused fingers stroking the skin of his back, and Kurt's eyes fall closed as a whimper escapes from his lips.
"I cannot believe that this is happening. This is practically in public! Anyone could come along a see this," thinks Kurt, his frantic thoughts trying desperately to convince his body to stop this, "I would never let Puck get away with this,"
Oh God, Puck. His eyes snap open only to slide shut again as the man begins to press hot kisses to his neck. "Dean, wait," Kurt tries to make his voice sound commanding but it comes out high and breathy. He tries again, "I have a boyfriend - kinda."
The kisses stopped but Dean didn't move away and the stroking over the base of his spine continues, "'Kinda?'" he asks, a grin splitting his face.
Kurt is surprised by the reaction, he hadn't really expected it to work, but it then again, as the feel of Dean's hot breath on his skin reminds him, it hadn't really. It was almost the same reaction he'd gotten form Noah when he'd wanted to have sex with Kurt's dad in the house. You think you can keep quiet? He’d ended up doing it then too. "I - well, um, yeah. Kinda,"
Dean smirks, "Why only, 'Kinda?'"
Kurt flounders, "He-he's doesn't want to be public, and I don't know if we're serious."
Dean's eyes soften slightly, the fire still there but it's a little less scary now. The reply is quiet but it tears into Kurt's heart, "Then I don't think he deserves you." Kurt's breathing hitches and he looks away from Dean's gaze as he blinks back the tears threatening to spill over.
"Hey, hey, look at me,” Kurt does; he barely knows this man but he trusts him to take care of him, "You're beautiful Kurt, and you deserve the world." Kurt was a little surprised at the use of his first name; Noah only calls him that when they're alone and usually only when they're being intimate. Kurt stares into Dean's deep green eyes and finds only sincerity there. Noah has never told him that, never made him believe that they were anything more than sort-of friends but mostly benefits. Kurt nods shortly and presses forward, slanting his mouth over Dean's and kissing hard. Dean stills for a moment but soon gets with the program and kisses back. A hand slides down Kurt's side and lifts his leg up over Dean's hip. Dean grinds their hips together and Kurt moans, delicious pleasure dancing up his spine. Kurt slides his hands up under Dean's white William McKinley polo and rubs his thumbs over Dean's hard Pecs and perky nipples then down to the fly of his bright red shorts. Suddenly there is nothing, No body heat, no kisses, no Dean whispering in his ear, it's almost enough to make him cry. He blinks and at the sight that greets him blinks again.
"What the hell are you doing macking on my Cheerio, you perv?" yells Puck, pushing Dean hard. Dean doesn't stumble, he barely even moves; he doesn't even look scared like anyone else would when staring down the end of Noah Puckerman's wrath.
Dean grins but his smile is nothing like the ones Kurt had seen on him earlier, this one is mean and scary, "from what I hear you don't deserve a Cheerio at all, especially one as special as him." Kurt wants to protest at how they're talking about him like he's property or not even there at all but Dean's words hit him hard and he can't help a small smile before returning to worrying about Dean. Puck's eyes flash with anger and he lunges forward but Dean neatly side steps him. Puck recovers quickly and turns around for a second attack only to meet Dean’s fist with his face. His hand flies to his jaw and he stumbles slightly.
Kurt rushes forward as Dean's fist rises again, "Wait, Dean Stop!"
Dean looks towards Kurt, "Don't hurt him. Please." Dean begins to lowers his fist, eyes never leaving Kurt's face; he nods and steps back. Dean turns then to Puck and sneers, "you'd better start treating him better or he'll figure out he's too good for you." With a final glance back at Kurt he turns on his heel and exits the gym.
Kurt watches until he's gone and then turns slowly back to Puck. The two stare at each other for a long moment before either moves or speaks. Finally Puck breaks the silence, his voice cold and hard, "is this the first time you've cheated on me or just the first time you got caught?"
Kurt's anger flares to life, "So it's okay for you to sleep with cheerio in school but it's not okay for me to make out with one guy?"
"That was a lot more than making out and he wasn't just some guy! He's a teacher!" sneers Puck, disgust evident in his voice.
"Oh, look who's talking!" yells Kurt, "You've fucked half the cougars in Allen County!"
"Yeah, but not since we got together!" Kurt was stunned into silence, Puck's voice was softer this time "No cheerio's either, except you."
Kurt tries a few times before getting out a strangled, "why?"
Puck looks down at the scuffed hardwood beneath their feet, "I don't know,” he mutters, "I just don't want to anymore I guess."
Kurt stares.
"I sorta thought..." Puck falters, then looks up at Kurt, hurt shining in his eyes, "I sorta thought you felt that way too."
Kurt steps towards him, "I do Noah, I do, I just thought that you - I mean, you never said..." he trails off and looks down at the floor half in shame half in confusion; in a relationship with Noah Puckerman, how did Kurt end up as the cheater.
All of a sudden Noah is in his space, arms wrapping around his back and pulling him closer. "Okay, then I'm saying it now; I want to be your boyfriend. I want to take you on dates and meet your Dad and like... carry your books to class and stuff."
Kurt looks up sharply, "What?"
Noah looks Panicked for a second before spluttering "not that I don't think you can't carry your own books or that you're like the girl in this relationship or anything I just mean-"
"No," Kurt interrupts, "You want to be public?"
Noah looks like a deer caught in the headlights for a moment but soon clenches his jaw and he nods, "I don't want anyone else’s hands on you," he replies, half snarl, half whisper. Kurt shivers, (who knew that growly possessiveness was such a turn on) and finally wraps his arms around Noah's neck and kisses him lightly. Noah leans into the kiss licking into Kurt’s mouth. He lifts the smaller boy up until he can wrap his legs around Puck's waist and the two stumble back until Noah’s ass hits the bleachers.
Kurt's hands cradle the back of his boyfriend's head and he pulls back to whisper against Noah's lips, Mine and no one else and just me. Puck nods distractedly before crushing his mouth back against Kurt's and licking his way inside. Kurt moans and sucks on his tongue and thinks to himself "I guess I would let Puck get away with this."
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