Fanfiction: Roomies Chapter 23
Title: Roomies
Chapter: 23/?
Author: lonegungal17
Rating: NC-17
Pairings/Characters: Kurtofsky
Mentions of: Finchel, Brittana, Bles, Pizes, former Klaine, Santofsky and Fave friendships.
Word Count: 1745/ 34,817 overall
Spoilers/Warnings: All current episodes although slightly AU as Dave and Blaine are part of the Glee club.
Summary: Kurt learns Sue Sylvester is a powerful enemy when she forces Karofsky and him to be roommates at nationals. Can Kurt help Dave stop pretending & come out?
Chapters 1-22 can be found here: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/6855517/1/Roomies
A/N: Thank you to the couple of you that reviewed the last chapter. I’m a little worried people are losing interest in this story but I’ll keep going as long as people are still reading.
I was away last week for a work conference and to see Glee live (twice) so updates should be more regular again.
Dave didn’t know what to expect when he returned to the hotel with Kurt. It seemed that everyone in New Directions was disappointed and upset at their 11th place finish but Dave was over it. He didn’t need some stupid show choir trophy. Sure it would have been cool to bring it back to McKinley to rub in the faces of the jocks that called the club homo explosion but he was over it. As he admired Kurt’s reflection in the shiny metal of the elevator doors as the other boy texted on his phone, he realized how much his life had changed from this morning. He couldn’t help but feel oddly proud of himself, after all he was out to almost everyone in New Directions and he had gained a boyfriend. Sure he still had a long way to go with telling his parents and Azimo, but he was sure Kurt wouldn’t mind if he took his time with those ones. His stomach churned and his nerves kicked in as he realized he would soon be alone with Kurt Hummel, in their room until they had to meet the rest of the group for dinner in a few hours.
He turned to look in the boy next to him drinking in his slim waist, pale skin and the mischievous grin that played on his lips as he down at his phone. Even with his nerves eating away at his stomach Dave felt every ounce of his self-control melt away.
Kurt looked up from his phone and tilted his head shyly toward Dave as he caught his wandering eyes, ‘What are you staring at?’
Is a guy not allowed to check his hot boyfriend? Dave asked stepping behind Kurt to run his fingers over the other boy’s upper arms.
‘David,’ Kurt's voice broke as he placed his phone in his pocket and turned to look at him, ‘I’m… kind of…nervous. I know I shouldn’t be but I can’t help it.’
‘Good…I’m glad,’ the jock nodded running his fingers up and down Kurt’s arms. ‘I just want to be near you Fancy but I don’t know what I should do… what I'm allowed to do. I’ve never been with or wanted to be with someone like this, I really don’t want to fuck it up.’
Kurt leaned toward his boyfriend as the doors opened on their floor. Dave swore he saw Kurt's blue eyes sparkle. 'We just need to take it slow,' Kurt said his tone coming out surprising needy instead of nervous, ' so we can learn what each other likes.’
Dave bit his tongue and nodded as Kurt grabbed his hand and yanked him toward their room.
Dave pulled his key card out jamming it into the lock. Kurt gave Dave a sultry smirk as he pushed him through the door and all thoughts of taking it slow seemed to disappear as the singer pulled their bodies flush against each other and joined their lips.
The door slammed behind them and Kurt pushed Dave’s back against the wooden door as their tongues brushed together. Kurt ran his fingers over the soft contours of Dave’s chest and his teeth nipped at the football player’s bottom lip.
Dave closed his eyes and grunted as Kurt’s fingers pulled at his dress shirt untucking it and brushing against the dusting of silky hair leading from his navel into his pants.
The football player’s hands hovered at Kurt’s hips as he pulled away slightly to watch the other boy unbutton his vest. Dave coughed nervously, ‘I thought we were going to go slow…’
Kurt tilted his head and sucked on his bottom lip, ‘Sorry…I’ll slow down once you take this shirt off.’ The smaller boy demanded moving to unbutton the tiny buttons of Dave’s black dress shirt.
Dave sucked in his gut as the smaller boy revealed his coarse chest hair and began to run his soft hands along his pecs. ‘I’m sorry I’m not in better shape,’ the football player looked away from the other boy’s exploring eyes.
Kurt shook his head carefully pulling Dave’s shirt down his arms. ‘Don't be. I like this. I like you just the way you are.’ Kurt told him as he dropped the shirt and vest on the floor and loosened the tie around Dave’s neck. Kurt smiled as he ghosted his fingers across Dave’s stomach, ‘You’re so firm and manly.’
Dave blushed reaching toward Kurt’s shirt but looking up into his eyes for permission, ‘Can I…I want to see you.’
Kurt rested his hand on top of Dave’s giving him a gentle nod, ‘I’d like that.’
Dave inched his shaking fingers down Kurt’s vest struggling to open the buttons as the other boy watched him.
Kurt reached forward cupping Dave’s cheek, ‘It’s alright to be nervous.’
The bigger boy eyes watered and his fingers shook as he started on the shirt buttons, ‘I’m sorry. I…can’t help …I don’t know what I’m…I only admitted to myself that I like ....guys… yesterday so it's still weird. Shit...no not weird...different.’
Kurt’s pulled his frustrated fingers away, ‘It's okay, let me.’ Kurt reached up untying his tie and slowly opening his shirt buttons. He shrugged his shoulders from the shirt and draped the garments on the desk chair. Kurt rolled his shoulders showing off his naked chest as he moaned, ‘Better?’
Dave nodded as he watched Kurt play with the tie still around his neck using it as a leash to pull him towards the bed. Dave swallowed hard as he watched Kurt lay down the bed biting on his bottom lip nervously.
Dave shifted uncomfortably at the end of the bed as his eyes scanned Kurt's lean frame still afraid to overstep his boundaries.
'Are you going to join me?' Kurt asked pulling gently on the bottom of his tie.
Dave's eyes darted around the room before he silently climbed on top of Kurt balancing his weight on his elbows. Dave hovered above Kurt’s body as he eagerly watched the smaller boy slowly untangle the tie around his neck and slide it off. Dave’s eyes followed the white piece of fabric as it fell to the floor and was replaced with Kurt’s hand gripping the back of his neck to lower Dave’s body so it was pressing down on his. Dave closed his eyes and let out a deep breath as he heard Kurt moan below him as their pelvises met. The smaller boy’s fingers followed the curve of Dave’s neck to his shoulder and squeezed the muscles.
‘I think I may have a thing for your arms,’ Kurt purred as his fingers danced over Dave’s shoulders.
Dave opened his eyes and tilted his head to the side as he took in the look of bliss on Kurt’s face, ‘Really now?
Kurt blushed below him. ‘Really…Don’t get a fat head over it Karofsky but you can be very appealing,’ Kurt told him raising his hip to emphasize his point.
Dave shuddered above him as he leaned down to kiss Kurt neck, ‘You’re evil, you know...always walking around in those skin tight pants.’ Dave reached a hand under the other boy squeezing his ass, ‘makes it “hard” for a guy to think about anything else.’
'I swear I don't try to be distracting,' Kurt assured him rubbing his knee against the inside of the football player's thigh.
Dave gasped and jerked his hips forward against Kurt's groin, 'Er...you're going to pay for that little move, Fancy.'
'Sure I am…Hamhock,' Kurt chuckled running his fingers down Dave's bare chest.
'That's it, you asked for it,' Dave roared grasping Kurt's legs under the knee and pulling his bottom to the edge of the bed.
'Dave! What are you...' Kurt shouted playfully slapping his back as he tried to sit up.
Dave paused above him studying Kurt’s eyes before gently pushing him back against the bed stilling Kurt's hips as he softly demanded, 'Stay still, okay?'
Kurt shot him a look of confusion as Dave rose from his body and kneeled at the edge of the bed between Kurt's legs.
'David...?' Kurt asked.
‘I want to,’ Dave panted as he ran his large hands up and down Kurt's thighs. He leaned forward so his ragged breathing surrounded Kurt's groin.
Kurt hips begged to rock forward against Dave's hot breath as the larger boy lowered his mouth to kiss the thin fabric covering the bulge in Kurt's dress pants.
A loud click of their door opening caused both of them to jerk their heads in its direction.
Dave jumped back falling on his ass and Kurt covered his naked torso with the duvet as Coach Sylvester and short Hispanic woman in a maid’s uniform stood in the doorway giving them disapproving looks, 'Looks likes we got here just in time Rosario. Hey Knuckles and Rainbow Bright knock it off before I get the hose.'
The cheerleading coach walked across the room and picked up Dave's duffel bag from the floor as she began throwing his things inside.
'Hey,' Dave stood up uncomfortably trying to hide the slight tent in his pants behind the bed, 'Hands off Sylvester, that's my stuff.'
‘You're powers of deduction astound me, Stretch Armstrong,’ Sue laughed pointing at him, 'You're moving. It has come to my attention you're batting for team Gay. As much as I would revel in William being tore a new one by the PTA for letting you two room together, Figgins left me in charge of the roommate arrangements for this trip.’
Kurt stood up holding the blanket in front of him, ‘Coach Sylvester please reconsider. We’ll behave, I promise.’
Sue rolled her eyes, ‘Porcelain, I’m very disappointed in you, fifteen minutes alone with another gay boy and you’ve turned from a prude into a trollop.’
Kurt lowered his eyes and reached for his shirt on the chair.
‘As much as I’d love to support your pride parade you won’t be running a gentleman’s club under my watch. Karofsky you're now rooming with Puckerman and Porcelain you're brother, the jolly green giant, will be joining you, try to reframe from converting him as well.
Chapter: 23/?
Author: lonegungal17
Rating: NC-17
Pairings/Characters: Kurtofsky
Mentions of: Finchel, Brittana, Bles, Pizes, former Klaine, Santofsky and Fave friendships.
Word Count: 1745/ 34,817 overall
Spoilers/Warnings: All current episodes although slightly AU as Dave and Blaine are part of the Glee club.
Summary: Kurt learns Sue Sylvester is a powerful enemy when she forces Karofsky and him to be roommates at nationals. Can Kurt help Dave stop pretending & come out?
Chapters 1-22 can be found here: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/6855517/1/Roomies
A/N: Thank you to the couple of you that reviewed the last chapter. I’m a little worried people are losing interest in this story but I’ll keep going as long as people are still reading.
I was away last week for a work conference and to see Glee live (twice) so updates should be more regular again.
Dave didn’t know what to expect when he returned to the hotel with Kurt. It seemed that everyone in New Directions was disappointed and upset at their 11th place finish but Dave was over it. He didn’t need some stupid show choir trophy. Sure it would have been cool to bring it back to McKinley to rub in the faces of the jocks that called the club homo explosion but he was over it. As he admired Kurt’s reflection in the shiny metal of the elevator doors as the other boy texted on his phone, he realized how much his life had changed from this morning. He couldn’t help but feel oddly proud of himself, after all he was out to almost everyone in New Directions and he had gained a boyfriend. Sure he still had a long way to go with telling his parents and Azimo, but he was sure Kurt wouldn’t mind if he took his time with those ones. His stomach churned and his nerves kicked in as he realized he would soon be alone with Kurt Hummel, in their room until they had to meet the rest of the group for dinner in a few hours.
He turned to look in the boy next to him drinking in his slim waist, pale skin and the mischievous grin that played on his lips as he down at his phone. Even with his nerves eating away at his stomach Dave felt every ounce of his self-control melt away.
Kurt looked up from his phone and tilted his head shyly toward Dave as he caught his wandering eyes, ‘What are you staring at?’
Is a guy not allowed to check his hot boyfriend? Dave asked stepping behind Kurt to run his fingers over the other boy’s upper arms.
‘David,’ Kurt's voice broke as he placed his phone in his pocket and turned to look at him, ‘I’m… kind of…nervous. I know I shouldn’t be but I can’t help it.’
‘Good…I’m glad,’ the jock nodded running his fingers up and down Kurt’s arms. ‘I just want to be near you Fancy but I don’t know what I should do… what I'm allowed to do. I’ve never been with or wanted to be with someone like this, I really don’t want to fuck it up.’
Kurt leaned toward his boyfriend as the doors opened on their floor. Dave swore he saw Kurt's blue eyes sparkle. 'We just need to take it slow,' Kurt said his tone coming out surprising needy instead of nervous, ' so we can learn what each other likes.’
Dave bit his tongue and nodded as Kurt grabbed his hand and yanked him toward their room.
Dave pulled his key card out jamming it into the lock. Kurt gave Dave a sultry smirk as he pushed him through the door and all thoughts of taking it slow seemed to disappear as the singer pulled their bodies flush against each other and joined their lips.
The door slammed behind them and Kurt pushed Dave’s back against the wooden door as their tongues brushed together. Kurt ran his fingers over the soft contours of Dave’s chest and his teeth nipped at the football player’s bottom lip.
Dave closed his eyes and grunted as Kurt’s fingers pulled at his dress shirt untucking it and brushing against the dusting of silky hair leading from his navel into his pants.
The football player’s hands hovered at Kurt’s hips as he pulled away slightly to watch the other boy unbutton his vest. Dave coughed nervously, ‘I thought we were going to go slow…’
Kurt tilted his head and sucked on his bottom lip, ‘Sorry…I’ll slow down once you take this shirt off.’ The smaller boy demanded moving to unbutton the tiny buttons of Dave’s black dress shirt.
Dave sucked in his gut as the smaller boy revealed his coarse chest hair and began to run his soft hands along his pecs. ‘I’m sorry I’m not in better shape,’ the football player looked away from the other boy’s exploring eyes.
Kurt shook his head carefully pulling Dave’s shirt down his arms. ‘Don't be. I like this. I like you just the way you are.’ Kurt told him as he dropped the shirt and vest on the floor and loosened the tie around Dave’s neck. Kurt smiled as he ghosted his fingers across Dave’s stomach, ‘You’re so firm and manly.’
Dave blushed reaching toward Kurt’s shirt but looking up into his eyes for permission, ‘Can I…I want to see you.’
Kurt rested his hand on top of Dave’s giving him a gentle nod, ‘I’d like that.’
Dave inched his shaking fingers down Kurt’s vest struggling to open the buttons as the other boy watched him.
Kurt reached forward cupping Dave’s cheek, ‘It’s alright to be nervous.’
The bigger boy eyes watered and his fingers shook as he started on the shirt buttons, ‘I’m sorry. I…can’t help …I don’t know what I’m…I only admitted to myself that I like ....guys… yesterday so it's still weird. Shit...no not weird...different.’
Kurt’s pulled his frustrated fingers away, ‘It's okay, let me.’ Kurt reached up untying his tie and slowly opening his shirt buttons. He shrugged his shoulders from the shirt and draped the garments on the desk chair. Kurt rolled his shoulders showing off his naked chest as he moaned, ‘Better?’
Dave nodded as he watched Kurt play with the tie still around his neck using it as a leash to pull him towards the bed. Dave swallowed hard as he watched Kurt lay down the bed biting on his bottom lip nervously.
Dave shifted uncomfortably at the end of the bed as his eyes scanned Kurt's lean frame still afraid to overstep his boundaries.
'Are you going to join me?' Kurt asked pulling gently on the bottom of his tie.
Dave's eyes darted around the room before he silently climbed on top of Kurt balancing his weight on his elbows. Dave hovered above Kurt’s body as he eagerly watched the smaller boy slowly untangle the tie around his neck and slide it off. Dave’s eyes followed the white piece of fabric as it fell to the floor and was replaced with Kurt’s hand gripping the back of his neck to lower Dave’s body so it was pressing down on his. Dave closed his eyes and let out a deep breath as he heard Kurt moan below him as their pelvises met. The smaller boy’s fingers followed the curve of Dave’s neck to his shoulder and squeezed the muscles.
‘I think I may have a thing for your arms,’ Kurt purred as his fingers danced over Dave’s shoulders.
Dave opened his eyes and tilted his head to the side as he took in the look of bliss on Kurt’s face, ‘Really now?
Kurt blushed below him. ‘Really…Don’t get a fat head over it Karofsky but you can be very appealing,’ Kurt told him raising his hip to emphasize his point.
Dave shuddered above him as he leaned down to kiss Kurt neck, ‘You’re evil, you know...always walking around in those skin tight pants.’ Dave reached a hand under the other boy squeezing his ass, ‘makes it “hard” for a guy to think about anything else.’
'I swear I don't try to be distracting,' Kurt assured him rubbing his knee against the inside of the football player's thigh.
Dave gasped and jerked his hips forward against Kurt's groin, 'Er...you're going to pay for that little move, Fancy.'
'Sure I am…Hamhock,' Kurt chuckled running his fingers down Dave's bare chest.
'That's it, you asked for it,' Dave roared grasping Kurt's legs under the knee and pulling his bottom to the edge of the bed.
'Dave! What are you...' Kurt shouted playfully slapping his back as he tried to sit up.
Dave paused above him studying Kurt’s eyes before gently pushing him back against the bed stilling Kurt's hips as he softly demanded, 'Stay still, okay?'
Kurt shot him a look of confusion as Dave rose from his body and kneeled at the edge of the bed between Kurt's legs.
'David...?' Kurt asked.
‘I want to,’ Dave panted as he ran his large hands up and down Kurt's thighs. He leaned forward so his ragged breathing surrounded Kurt's groin.
Kurt hips begged to rock forward against Dave's hot breath as the larger boy lowered his mouth to kiss the thin fabric covering the bulge in Kurt's dress pants.
A loud click of their door opening caused both of them to jerk their heads in its direction.
Dave jumped back falling on his ass and Kurt covered his naked torso with the duvet as Coach Sylvester and short Hispanic woman in a maid’s uniform stood in the doorway giving them disapproving looks, 'Looks likes we got here just in time Rosario. Hey Knuckles and Rainbow Bright knock it off before I get the hose.'
The cheerleading coach walked across the room and picked up Dave's duffel bag from the floor as she began throwing his things inside.
'Hey,' Dave stood up uncomfortably trying to hide the slight tent in his pants behind the bed, 'Hands off Sylvester, that's my stuff.'
‘You're powers of deduction astound me, Stretch Armstrong,’ Sue laughed pointing at him, 'You're moving. It has come to my attention you're batting for team Gay. As much as I would revel in William being tore a new one by the PTA for letting you two room together, Figgins left me in charge of the roommate arrangements for this trip.’
Kurt stood up holding the blanket in front of him, ‘Coach Sylvester please reconsider. We’ll behave, I promise.’
Sue rolled her eyes, ‘Porcelain, I’m very disappointed in you, fifteen minutes alone with another gay boy and you’ve turned from a prude into a trollop.’
Kurt lowered his eyes and reached for his shirt on the chair.
‘As much as I’d love to support your pride parade you won’t be running a gentleman’s club under my watch. Karofsky you're now rooming with Puckerman and Porcelain you're brother, the jolly green giant, will be joining you, try to reframe from converting him as well.