Lost then Found 12/15
Chapter 12:
“WHAT. THE. FUCK. MY EYES.”
Finn dropped his bag and ran into the bathroom.
Santana just grinned facetiously and said,
“I guess something did come up after all. A few things.”
Kurt was blushing furiously and trying to fix the shirt to cover his
fast fading erection, while Dave desperately tried to tie the sheet back
around himself.
Dave stumbled over the edge and stubbed his toe against the bottom of the island,
“FUCKING HELL.”
Just then Carole and Burt chose to walk in the door,
“David! Language!”
“Sorry, Carole.”
Carole saw the predicament, backed slowly up and told Burt and Lily to go around to the front of the house.
Kurt and Dave made a mad dash to the stairs and passed a still stunned Finn.
Just as they were dressing, Burt walked in.
“Hey, Kurt, I need to ask you…”
“Oh, so that’s why Carole made me drag the bags around. Is your boyfriend staying for dinner? I’m making steaks.”
Dave and Kurt just looked at each other and burst out laughing,
Burt looked at them as if they each had two heads,
“What’s so funny?”
“Everything. This entire day. But yes, Dad. Dave, my boyfriend, is staying for dinner.”
Burt just gave them an odd look and walked back down the stairs.
Kurt helped Dave tuck his shirt back in his pants and gave him a quick peck on the lips,
“My boyfriend. I love the sound of that.”
“Me too, baby.”
“So, are you ready to spend some time with my weird family who just walked in on us having sex?”
“Why not? Awkwardness is sort of my specialty.”
Twenty minutes later, Carole, Burt, Lily, Finn, Santana, Rachel, Kurt,
and Dave sat around the Hummel’s dining room table. No one said a word
as steak knives dragged over the plates and forks clattered.
Finally Finn spoke up,
“I just, I need to know something, Kurt.”
“What is that, Finn?”
“How could you just take his virginity like that? I mean that’s uncool, dude!”
“What?” Kurt nearly choked on a piece of steak he had just swallowed. He
coughed, then took a drink and finally cleared his throat.
“Okay, Finn. I can’t believe we are discussing this right now, but Dave was not a virgin.”
“But, he told me no one had ever plucked his flower.”
“No one calls it that, Finn. I had no idea what the hell you were
talking about when you asked me that. I was not a virgin. No party foul
there.”
“Well how about explaining having sex in the middle of my parent’s
fucking kitchen. Anyone could have walked in. Anyone DID walk in.
Seriously wrong.”
Santana spoke up then, “Really, Finn? How about the time I came to bring
your sister some books to read and you and Rachel were having sex on
the living room couch? You didn’t seem so upset when YOU were the one
getting caught.”
Carole dropped her fork on the plate, “Really Finn? The couch? I’m going to have to get that re-upholstered!”
“But, Dave and Kurt were just having sex in the kitchen!”
“I can sanitize that! That couch, ugh, why were you having sex in the living room?”
“Uhh, well, Rachel was over and do I have to really explain?”
Burt finally spoke up,
“This conversation is inappropriate, especially since your baby sister
is sitting at the table, and it’s making everyone uncomfortable. I’m
going to the shop and watch a baseball game. “
Burt picked up his dinner and walked away.
Rachel blushed furiously as Kurt and Dave picked on Finn for having sex
and getting caught by Santana, and Carole led Lily out of the room as
she kept asking questions about what sex was and if she could pluck
someone’s flower.
Dave invited Kurt back to his apartment, which Kurt gladly accepted.
As they walked in, a small furry creature weaved in and out of Dave’s legs and purred.
Dave leaned down and picked the thing up, and to Kurt’s consternation, it was a gigantic orange cat.
“You have a cat?”
“Yep.”
“Why do you have a cat?”
“Because I like her and she needed rescuing.”
The cat was limping and was missing half her lower lip,
“You rescued this ugly thing?”
“I had to, she needed me. I found her in a gutter one night, I think someone ran over her and left her to die.”
“So you decided it was your mission to fix her? She’s so ugly.”
“She’s not ugly. She has character.”
“That’s a nice way to say she’s ugly. What’s her name?”
“Elizabeth.”
“Why Elizabeth?”
“No reason.” Dave looked away and blushed, and Kurt knew instantly.
“Answer me, David. Why Elizabeth?”
“Because, I named her after you, okay?”
“You named a butt ugly, deformed cat after me? Why would you do that?”
“She’s not ugly, Kurt! Geez. She’s beautiful and she loves me, okay? And
the first night I got her home, she spent the entire time grooming
herself and turning her nose up at everything I tried to give her. She
was you in cat form. I couldn’t help but name her after you. I would’ve
called her Fancy, but I thought that might get confusing, since I call
you that, and in the off chance you ever met her, I didn’t want you to
think it was weird.”
“SO, you thought naming her my middle name was better?”
“You should be flattered I named my pet after you. I love her just as much.”
“She’s so ugly though, Dave.”
“She’ll grow on you, I promise.”
Kurt looked disdainfully at the cat and stepped around it.
“She doesn’t get to be in the bedroom with us, ‘cause that’s weird.”
Dave looked at the cat who whined at him, and he picked her up,
“Don’t worry, baby. He’ll come around eventually.”
He put the cat in the bathroom and closed the door.
“There are you happy? Lizzie is safe in the bathroom and can’t cause any harm.”
“Just stop talking about the stupid cat and come love me down.”
“Yes, sir.”
“Ooh, are we roleplaying?”
“We’re doing whatever you want, baby. Whatever you want.”
The next morning, Kurt was drinking coffee and watching the news when
Dave walked out of the shower, with nothing but a towel wrapped around
him.
Kurt traced Dave with his eyes and Dave walked over to the coffee, poured himself a cup and headed back to the bedroom.
He quickly put his cup on the counter and followed Dave.
Dave was just getting ready to dress, when Kurt grasped his hands.
“Here let me.”
“Kurt, I have to go to get ready. We’re meeting our friends for breakfast in twenty minutes. We do not have time for this.”
“Oh, but I think we do.”
Kurt grabbed the towel and removed it. Dave was already hard.
“Holy hell, Dave. Were you expecting this?”
“No, but it’s you, and it’s also the morning. Considering the amount of
times you saw it last night, I’m surprised that you’re surprised.”
Kurt just licked his lips as he stared at it, up at Dave, and then dropped to his knees.
He slowly took Dave in his mouth and wrapped his lips around the head
and allowing his tongue to reach out and lap slowly and tenderly at the
head.
Dave gasped and gripped Kurt’s hair, then released,
“Oh, Jesus, Kurt.”
Kurt pulled off with a lewd pop and smiled, then went back to work, this
time swallowing Dave whole. Thank God for no gag reflex. He was buried
to the root then, with his nose in Dave’s pubic hair, and he swallowed
knowing what it would do Dave.
Dave bucked his hips even farther and Kurt starting bobbing.
Kurt pulled off a bit and started using his tongue to swirl around the
underside of Dave’s penis and licked along the slit and around the head.
Dave groaned even more and grasped more of Kurt’s hair in his hands,
“Please, baby, I’m so close.”
Then Kurt wet two of his fingers using Dave’s mouth and saliva, and as
he swallowed Dave again he inserted both fingers in and moved until he
found Dave’s prostate.
Then he felt harsh tapping on his head, knowing that Dave was going to come.
Kurt just hummed a few notes, and his mouth and throat were being coated with cum.
He pulled off, and stood up as Dave fell backwards into the bed.
Kurt lay down beside him, entwined his legs with Dave’s, and laid his head on his chest.
Then Dave opened his eyes and looked at Kurt, who reached over and kissed him, sharing a bit of Dave’s cum with him.
Dave gladly accepted his tongue and kissed him back passionately.
Finally, Dave sat up and reached for his clothing,
“As fantastic as that was, and it really was, we seriously need to get
ready for breakfast, and now I need to take another shower.”
“Well I have to take a shower, too!”
“Yeah, but…”
“It will save us both time if we don’t stand here arguing about who
takes a shower first. We’ll take one together, then we’ll go have
breakfast with our nosy friends who found out from Santana that we are
finally together.”
“What makes you so sure it’s Santana?”
“Who else would it be? Finn sure as hell is still too embarrassed to
tell anyone, and Rachel still has a stick up her ass about sex.”
Kurt walked to the shower then and turned it on. He stepped in and started soaping himself up.
He heard the shower curtain open and Dave step in behind him.
He felt two very strong, muscular arms come around him. One hand played with his stomach and nipples, when one reached down.
“I thought you said we didn’t have time for this, Dave?”
“Well, I still haven’t thanked you for your present earlier.”
Dave slowly jacked Kurt off under the steaming hot water. He allowed his
head to fall back against Dave’s broad chest, and Kurt felt Dave
suckling and nipping at his neck. He would have yelled at him about
leaving marks, but the feeling of Dave’s fist around his cock drove all
other thoughts out of his head.
He groaned as he came over Dave’s hand and relaxed even farther into Dave’s chest.
He stood there for a few minutes before finally reaching around and kissing Dave.
“You are amazing.”
“No, you.”
“We’re both amazing.”
Dave kissed him one last time before moving to get out of the shower,
“We only have about five minutes before we’re supposed to leave, so better make your shower quick.”
Kurt just stuck his tongue out at Dave and finished washing himself.