Fic - Seasons of Love - Chapter 5: September (Finn/Kurt)
Title: Seasons of Love
Pairing: Every combination of Kurt/Rachel/Finn/Blaine
Rating: NC-17
Synopsis: Kurt and Rachel moved together in NYC, leaving Blaine and Finn, their boyfriends, in Lima. Four really close friends, so close that anything could happen.
This chapter: Chapter 5, September
Pairing: Finn/Kurt
Warning: cheating
Words: 1418
Chapter One | Chapter Two | Chapter Three | Chapter 4
Finn threw his keys on the table by the door and kicked off his shoes. He was glad he was finally home: his day had been hectic. He had found a job at a video store three blocks away and they had been swamped all day. He just wanted to take a shower and play Mario Galaxy all night. A quick look on the kitchen chalkboard told him that Rachel had a class and Blaine was working. No word from Kurt, but the apartment was empty, and Finn was really glad he finally could get some alone time. He picked up an old pair of sweatpants and made his way to the bathroom. He pushed the door open and stopped still when he saw the scene.
A dozen candles dimly lit the room. The bath was full of bubbles, and Kurt was in it. Luckily, the bubbles covered "everything". Finn was about to mumble a quick "sorry" and leave when he noticed that Kurt was silently crying, his eyes closed. He hadn't noticed Finn's presence yet, but Finn just couldn't leave him like that; he had to comfort him. He kneeled next to the bathtub.
"Kurt, what's wrong?" he asked softly.
Kurt almost jumped out of the tub, startled.
"Finn!" he shrieked. "How did you get in here?"
"Door wasn't locked." Finn shrugged.
"Because I was supposed to be alone! Didn't you have that thing - Never mind," he sighed, "what do you want?"
"I just want to know what's wrong."
"What's wrong is you bursting in the bathroom when I'm trying to have some me-time for the first time in months!"
"Dude, no - I mean, why were you crying?"
Kurt shrugged and looked away.
"Just go away, okay?" he sighed.
"I can't comfort you if I don't know what's wrong," Finn said stubbornly, lifting a hand to stroke Kurt's shoulder.
"Finn, I'm naked!"
"So? It's no big deal."
"It is to me!"
Finn shed his shirt on the floor, quickly followed by his pants, boxers and socks.
"See? Now we're even."
"What is wrong with you?"
"I just wanna show you that I'm totally okay with you being naked."
"Well, I'm not! Finn, what are you doing?"
Finn was climbing into the bathtub and sat down in front of Kurt.
"It's chilly out there! Now we can talk."
"I don't wanna talk, Finn! I just want to take a nice, relaxing bath, alone!" Kurt's voice was getting really high-pitched, like it always did when he was pissed off.
"Shh, calm down, dude, it's okay. We don't have to talk if you don't want to."
Kurt closed his eyes and sighed. About a minute later, he opened them again.
"Why are you still here?"
"To comfort you." Finn felt like he was pointing out the obvious. "Come here."
He pulled Kurt's hands and made him turn around to sit between Finn's legs, his back to Finn's chest.
Kurt sighed. "I just hope you know how fantastically inappropriate this is."
Finn said nothing. Instead, he took a washcloth and started rubbing it up and down Kurt's arms. Slowly, Kurt started to sink down against him. Finn began to gently clean Kurt's chest. Kurt's head lulled back on Finn's shoulder and Finn could see his eyes were closed and a soft smile adorned his features. Finn leaned in to whisper into his ear.
"Feeling better?"
Kurt's smile widened and his only answer was a soft moan. Without noticing, Finn dropped the washcloth and was now running his fingertips all over Kurt's skin. He could see goose bumps spreading all over the pale flesh, and Kurt stretched his neck, letting out another moan. Finn couldn't tear his eyes away from Kurt's neck. The skin was so appealing, looking warm and soft. He leaned in and spread kisses all over it, from Kurt's delicate earlobe to his shoulder. He hadn't been this close to someone in weeks - things with Rachel were friendly at best - and the feeling of a warm body against him turned him on to no end. Kurt pressed closer and Finn realized that her had a huge hard on, pressing against Kurt's back.
Finn closed his eyes, waiting for Kurt to freak out or flee out of the tub.
He waited, but nothing happened. Maybe Kurt hadn't noticed. Maybe he didn't mind. Carefully Finn opened his eyes. Kurt's were still closed, and he looked peaceful, almost as if he were asleep.
Tentatively, Finn started caressing him again. Kurt opened his eyes and turned to look at him.
"Thanks," he murmured.
Finn smiled. He was glad he had managed to comfort him. Kurt leaned in and their lips met in a soft and sweet kiss. Finn's eyes fluttered close and he felt Kurt's hand cupping the back of his neck to get him closer. Finn parted his lips to deepen the kiss. It was warm and amazing and pretty much everything he didn't know he wanted. Kurt eventually pulled away and Finn could swear his heart broke a little.
"Not that this isn't amazing, but I'm a bit uncomfortable."
Finn looked down and realized that Kurt's body was contorted in a weird position so that they could kiss. Finn chuckled.
"Let's go to bed.”
They wrapped themselves in huge bath towels and made their way to Finn and Rachel's room. They tucked themselves under a thick blanket and Finn pulled Kurt closer, spooning him.
He felt so good like this. Kurt's body was warm against his, and his skin was incredibly soft. Finn closed his eyes and breathed in deeply, comfortably numbed by the faint scent of bubble bath lingering on Kurt's skin. He spread some light kisses on Kurt's back and was just about to fall asleep when Kurt spoke.
"Say, Finn?"
"Hm?"
"When we were in the bath, earlier... Was that an erection?"
Finn's eyes shot open and he pushed Kurt away.
"N-no! Of course not! Why would - “ Kurt had noticed. Finn was so screwed.
"Are you sure?" Kurt said teasingly. "It really felt like you were hard... for me," he added as a whisper.
Finn felt himself blushing hard as he felt a hand cupping his dick. It obviously had a mind of its own, since it was getting harder by the second, in spite of how embarrassed Finn felt. Kurt started to move his hand and Finn threw caution to the wind. He was obviously not the only one who wanted it, so he decided to go for it. He pulled Kurt closer and kissed him hungrily. He bit on Kurt's lower lip, making him gasp. Rolling on his back, he pulled Kurt on top of him. Their cocks brushed together and Kurt moaned into Finn's mouth. Needing more of that enticing sound, Finn bucked his hips up to get more friction.
Kurt moaned again and kneeled above Finn, straddling him. Their erections were now perfectly aligned. All Kurt had to do was grind down on him, which he did, excruciatingly slowly. He looked Finn straight in the eye, smiling teasingly.
Finn couldn't take more. He ravished Kurt's mouth, growling as he did so, and gripped Kurt's hips strongly. He took control of Kurt's movements, guiding him up and down, thrusting his hips up to meet him. Kurt looked beautiful like that, on top of him, riding him. The thought of Kurt riding him brought images to Finn's mind. Images of Kurt slowly sinking down on his dick, of Finn pounding hard into him.
Shouting Kurt's name, he sat up to keep him close and bit into Kurt's shoulder as he came hard.
The whole thing triggered Kurt's release, and he dug his fingernails into Finn's back as his come joined Finn's on their chests. Keeping Kurt close, Finn fell down on the bed and kissed him softly.
"Oh my god," he whispered breathlessly.
Kurt smiled at him and spread kisses on his cheeks as he drifted to sleep.
When Finn woke up in the middle of the night, the slender figure snoring next to him wasn't the one from his dreams. He couldn't go back to sleep, and he was craving some warm milk.
He went to the kitchen, only to find Kurt slouched in a chair, nursing a mug of warm milk.
Finn nodded awkwardly and filled a mug before putting it in the microwave. They drank in silence. Both knew that they should never talk about that night, and if they sat a bit closer than usual, neither of them pointed it out.
Pairing: Every combination of Kurt/Rachel/Finn/Blaine
Rating: NC-17
Synopsis: Kurt and Rachel moved together in NYC, leaving Blaine and Finn, their boyfriends, in Lima. Four really close friends, so close that anything could happen.
This chapter: Chapter 5, September
Pairing: Finn/Kurt
Warning: cheating
Words: 1418
Chapter One | Chapter Two | Chapter Three | Chapter 4
Finn threw his keys on the table by the door and kicked off his shoes. He was glad he was finally home: his day had been hectic. He had found a job at a video store three blocks away and they had been swamped all day. He just wanted to take a shower and play Mario Galaxy all night. A quick look on the kitchen chalkboard told him that Rachel had a class and Blaine was working. No word from Kurt, but the apartment was empty, and Finn was really glad he finally could get some alone time. He picked up an old pair of sweatpants and made his way to the bathroom. He pushed the door open and stopped still when he saw the scene.
A dozen candles dimly lit the room. The bath was full of bubbles, and Kurt was in it. Luckily, the bubbles covered "everything". Finn was about to mumble a quick "sorry" and leave when he noticed that Kurt was silently crying, his eyes closed. He hadn't noticed Finn's presence yet, but Finn just couldn't leave him like that; he had to comfort him. He kneeled next to the bathtub.
"Kurt, what's wrong?" he asked softly.
Kurt almost jumped out of the tub, startled.
"Finn!" he shrieked. "How did you get in here?"
"Door wasn't locked." Finn shrugged.
"Because I was supposed to be alone! Didn't you have that thing - Never mind," he sighed, "what do you want?"
"I just want to know what's wrong."
"What's wrong is you bursting in the bathroom when I'm trying to have some me-time for the first time in months!"
"Dude, no - I mean, why were you crying?"
Kurt shrugged and looked away.
"Just go away, okay?" he sighed.
"I can't comfort you if I don't know what's wrong," Finn said stubbornly, lifting a hand to stroke Kurt's shoulder.
"Finn, I'm naked!"
"So? It's no big deal."
"It is to me!"
Finn shed his shirt on the floor, quickly followed by his pants, boxers and socks.
"See? Now we're even."
"What is wrong with you?"
"I just wanna show you that I'm totally okay with you being naked."
"Well, I'm not! Finn, what are you doing?"
Finn was climbing into the bathtub and sat down in front of Kurt.
"It's chilly out there! Now we can talk."
"I don't wanna talk, Finn! I just want to take a nice, relaxing bath, alone!" Kurt's voice was getting really high-pitched, like it always did when he was pissed off.
"Shh, calm down, dude, it's okay. We don't have to talk if you don't want to."
Kurt closed his eyes and sighed. About a minute later, he opened them again.
"Why are you still here?"
"To comfort you." Finn felt like he was pointing out the obvious. "Come here."
He pulled Kurt's hands and made him turn around to sit between Finn's legs, his back to Finn's chest.
Kurt sighed. "I just hope you know how fantastically inappropriate this is."
Finn said nothing. Instead, he took a washcloth and started rubbing it up and down Kurt's arms. Slowly, Kurt started to sink down against him. Finn began to gently clean Kurt's chest. Kurt's head lulled back on Finn's shoulder and Finn could see his eyes were closed and a soft smile adorned his features. Finn leaned in to whisper into his ear.
"Feeling better?"
Kurt's smile widened and his only answer was a soft moan. Without noticing, Finn dropped the washcloth and was now running his fingertips all over Kurt's skin. He could see goose bumps spreading all over the pale flesh, and Kurt stretched his neck, letting out another moan. Finn couldn't tear his eyes away from Kurt's neck. The skin was so appealing, looking warm and soft. He leaned in and spread kisses all over it, from Kurt's delicate earlobe to his shoulder. He hadn't been this close to someone in weeks - things with Rachel were friendly at best - and the feeling of a warm body against him turned him on to no end. Kurt pressed closer and Finn realized that her had a huge hard on, pressing against Kurt's back.
Finn closed his eyes, waiting for Kurt to freak out or flee out of the tub.
He waited, but nothing happened. Maybe Kurt hadn't noticed. Maybe he didn't mind. Carefully Finn opened his eyes. Kurt's were still closed, and he looked peaceful, almost as if he were asleep.
Tentatively, Finn started caressing him again. Kurt opened his eyes and turned to look at him.
"Thanks," he murmured.
Finn smiled. He was glad he had managed to comfort him. Kurt leaned in and their lips met in a soft and sweet kiss. Finn's eyes fluttered close and he felt Kurt's hand cupping the back of his neck to get him closer. Finn parted his lips to deepen the kiss. It was warm and amazing and pretty much everything he didn't know he wanted. Kurt eventually pulled away and Finn could swear his heart broke a little.
"Not that this isn't amazing, but I'm a bit uncomfortable."
Finn looked down and realized that Kurt's body was contorted in a weird position so that they could kiss. Finn chuckled.
"Let's go to bed.”
They wrapped themselves in huge bath towels and made their way to Finn and Rachel's room. They tucked themselves under a thick blanket and Finn pulled Kurt closer, spooning him.
He felt so good like this. Kurt's body was warm against his, and his skin was incredibly soft. Finn closed his eyes and breathed in deeply, comfortably numbed by the faint scent of bubble bath lingering on Kurt's skin. He spread some light kisses on Kurt's back and was just about to fall asleep when Kurt spoke.
"Say, Finn?"
"Hm?"
"When we were in the bath, earlier... Was that an erection?"
Finn's eyes shot open and he pushed Kurt away.
"N-no! Of course not! Why would - “ Kurt had noticed. Finn was so screwed.
"Are you sure?" Kurt said teasingly. "It really felt like you were hard... for me," he added as a whisper.
Finn felt himself blushing hard as he felt a hand cupping his dick. It obviously had a mind of its own, since it was getting harder by the second, in spite of how embarrassed Finn felt. Kurt started to move his hand and Finn threw caution to the wind. He was obviously not the only one who wanted it, so he decided to go for it. He pulled Kurt closer and kissed him hungrily. He bit on Kurt's lower lip, making him gasp. Rolling on his back, he pulled Kurt on top of him. Their cocks brushed together and Kurt moaned into Finn's mouth. Needing more of that enticing sound, Finn bucked his hips up to get more friction.
Kurt moaned again and kneeled above Finn, straddling him. Their erections were now perfectly aligned. All Kurt had to do was grind down on him, which he did, excruciatingly slowly. He looked Finn straight in the eye, smiling teasingly.
Finn couldn't take more. He ravished Kurt's mouth, growling as he did so, and gripped Kurt's hips strongly. He took control of Kurt's movements, guiding him up and down, thrusting his hips up to meet him. Kurt looked beautiful like that, on top of him, riding him. The thought of Kurt riding him brought images to Finn's mind. Images of Kurt slowly sinking down on his dick, of Finn pounding hard into him.
Shouting Kurt's name, he sat up to keep him close and bit into Kurt's shoulder as he came hard.
The whole thing triggered Kurt's release, and he dug his fingernails into Finn's back as his come joined Finn's on their chests. Keeping Kurt close, Finn fell down on the bed and kissed him softly.
"Oh my god," he whispered breathlessly.
Kurt smiled at him and spread kisses on his cheeks as he drifted to sleep.
When Finn woke up in the middle of the night, the slender figure snoring next to him wasn't the one from his dreams. He couldn't go back to sleep, and he was craving some warm milk.
He went to the kitchen, only to find Kurt slouched in a chair, nursing a mug of warm milk.
Finn nodded awkwardly and filled a mug before putting it in the microwave. They drank in silence. Both knew that they should never talk about that night, and if they sat a bit closer than usual, neither of them pointed it out.