Fic: When You Hold A Flame (Vol 2: Track 1)
Series: When You Hold A Flame
Title: Hysteria
Pairing,Character(s): Dave Karofsky/Kurt Hummel
Rating: PG
Word Count: 420
Spoilers: Specific through 2x06. Through 2x08, AU after that (Series)
Warnings: Swearing (but just a little)
Previous Chapters: HERE
Summary: The world around him had stopped. There was nothing else that mattered.
Because I want it now, I want it now
Give me your heart and your soul
I’m not breaking down, I’m breaking out
Last chance to lose control
And I want you now, I want you now
I’ll feel my heart implode
And I’m breaking out, escaping now
Feeling my faith erode
Hummel’s lips tasted like strawberries. They weren’t sticky like the gloss on the lips of all those girls at all those parties, but smooth, and soft, and wonderful. This was like nothing he’d ever felt before in his life. Beneath his lips was electricity, a sharp current running from Hummel to him and back again, and goddammit, despite all the plans he’d once had for his life, he knew he could never kiss a girl again. It had never felt like this, and he knew it would never feel like this. It could never feel as wonderful and perfect as this.
The world around him had stopped. There was nothing else that mattered. Nothing, as long as he was here with Hummel, in this room where nothing bad could happen. Impossibly soft skin under his hands…short, even softer brown hair caressing his fingertips. The sharp contrast between the chill of the room and the smooth warmth of Hummel’s face in his hands. The scent of…he didn’t even know what that was in Hummel’s hair, but it was amazing. The sound of his own heartbeat pounding in his head. And those lips. God, those lips. He sucked gently, pulling that bottom lip in between his own, tasting more of that lip stuff and something else that was maybe what boys tasted like or maybe just what Hummel tasted like, and it was so good, so damn good.
He had to savor it, every moment of it, every single sensation. Because those girls he’d kissed before, they didn’t count, this was what counted. His first real kiss. No one else made him feel the way Hummel did. Around Hummel his dearly-held control slipped away. And now it was gone, gone for good and he didn’t even care if he could make him feel like this.
Much as he wanted to, he didn’t push too hard. Hummel’s lips had fallen open under his, but as much as he wanted to push onward, he had to see his face again. Had to make sure this was okay. He carefully pulled away, drawing a slow breath, and his eyes went straight to Kurt’s. The boy’s flawless blue eyes were wide with shock, and his jaw fell open again. It wasn’t exactly a yes, but it didn’t seem to be a no either. Hope swelled in his chest, and he couldn’t help wanting to taste those incredible lips again so he let his hands fall and leaned back in.
Two surprisingly strong hands shoved him back.
Title: Hysteria
Pairing,Character(s): Dave Karofsky/Kurt Hummel
Rating: PG
Word Count: 420
Spoilers: Specific through 2x06. Through 2x08, AU after that (Series)
Warnings: Swearing (but just a little)
Previous Chapters: HERE
Summary: The world around him had stopped. There was nothing else that mattered.
Because I want it now, I want it now
Give me your heart and your soul
I’m not breaking down, I’m breaking out
Last chance to lose control
And I want you now, I want you now
I’ll feel my heart implode
And I’m breaking out, escaping now
Feeling my faith erode
Hummel’s lips tasted like strawberries. They weren’t sticky like the gloss on the lips of all those girls at all those parties, but smooth, and soft, and wonderful. This was like nothing he’d ever felt before in his life. Beneath his lips was electricity, a sharp current running from Hummel to him and back again, and goddammit, despite all the plans he’d once had for his life, he knew he could never kiss a girl again. It had never felt like this, and he knew it would never feel like this. It could never feel as wonderful and perfect as this.
The world around him had stopped. There was nothing else that mattered. Nothing, as long as he was here with Hummel, in this room where nothing bad could happen. Impossibly soft skin under his hands…short, even softer brown hair caressing his fingertips. The sharp contrast between the chill of the room and the smooth warmth of Hummel’s face in his hands. The scent of…he didn’t even know what that was in Hummel’s hair, but it was amazing. The sound of his own heartbeat pounding in his head. And those lips. God, those lips. He sucked gently, pulling that bottom lip in between his own, tasting more of that lip stuff and something else that was maybe what boys tasted like or maybe just what Hummel tasted like, and it was so good, so damn good.
He had to savor it, every moment of it, every single sensation. Because those girls he’d kissed before, they didn’t count, this was what counted. His first real kiss. No one else made him feel the way Hummel did. Around Hummel his dearly-held control slipped away. And now it was gone, gone for good and he didn’t even care if he could make him feel like this.
Much as he wanted to, he didn’t push too hard. Hummel’s lips had fallen open under his, but as much as he wanted to push onward, he had to see his face again. Had to make sure this was okay. He carefully pulled away, drawing a slow breath, and his eyes went straight to Kurt’s. The boy’s flawless blue eyes were wide with shock, and his jaw fell open again. It wasn’t exactly a yes, but it didn’t seem to be a no either. Hope swelled in his chest, and he couldn’t help wanting to taste those incredible lips again so he let his hands fall and leaned back in.
Two surprisingly strong hands shoved him back.