I get around (9 drabbles), Kurt/everyone, PG to NC-17
Title: I get around (aka Pimping out Kurt Hummel: 9 drabbles)
Author: Merle
Rating: PG to NC-17 for different drabbles
Characters/Pairing: Finn/Kurt, Mike/Kurt/Matt, Kurt/Brittany, Kurt/Karofsky, Kurt/Matt, Puck/Kurt, Kurt/Coach Tanaka, Kurt/OMC, Artie/Kurt
Word Count: 9 x 100 words
Spoilers: For the first 13 episodes
Disclaimer: The title is a quote from Dragonette's song I get around. Glee belongs to FOX. Kurt belongs to himself.
Warnings: Different warnings for different drabbles
Summary: Pimping out Kurt Hummel: 9 drabbles
A/N: Yeah, I don't know either. Let's just say: For all those among you who think that Kurt Hummel deserves to get as much action as possible. If you don't like a certain pairing, just ignore that drabble and read the others. Feedback is appreciated.
My other Glee fic is HERE.
Finn/Kurt, R, 100 words (schmoop, sex)
Kurt loves to fuck when Finn is drunk. Granted, the sex is sloppier: sheets ruined on the floor, spit and precome everywhere. But Kurt couldn't care less, because Finn is never more affectionate.
He smothers Kurt with his love, from without and within, hands everywhere, mouth open and wet against his neck.
“Let's make a baby,” Finn pants, his strokes hard and deep, “I wanna make a baby with you, say yes, please?”
And Kurt chuckles, but the idea sets fire to his heart, his groin.
“Yes,” he groans, palms on Finn's ass to force him closer, “yeah, darling, let's.”
Mike/Kurt/Matt, NC-17, 100 words (explicit)
When Mike and Matt told him that he deserved a reward for winning the football game, this wasn't quite what he expected.
But sitting now in Mike's lap, with Mike's tongue lapping roughly at his throat, and Matt's fingers probing the rim of his hole where it's already stretched wide by Mike's cock, complaining is the last thing on his mind.
And when Matt forces his way in as well, carefully, slowly, both of them petting him, saying “You did so good, babe” and “We are proud of you”, Kurt knows that he's not going to quit football anytime soon.
Kurt/Brittany, PG-13, 100 words (het, sort of)
“You came,” Brittany says. She actually sounds surprised.
“Well, you just put your hand down my shorts,” Kurt complains. “What did you expect?”
“But you are gay,” she says, as if she wasn't the one who just molested him in an empty class room.
“I'm also male, and a teenager,” he sighs. “And alive.”
She sniffs, sadly. “This is not going to make you want to go out with me, is it?”
“Oh honey,” Kurt says. “You know we don't need to have sex to go out together?”
“Really?” she smiles, excitedly. “Cool. Can we get ice cream?”
Kurt/Karofsky, R, 100 words (oral)
Kurt spits out a mouthful of come and raises to his feet.
“Well,” he says, mildly impressed, “that wasn't as bad as it could have been.”
Karofsky stares at him: slack-jawed, chest heaving.
“So here is how it's going to be,” Kurt says. “If you harass me or any of the Glee clubbers ever again, I'll make sure the whole school knows about our little ... encounter.”
Karofsky whimpers.
“However, if you are extra nice,” Kurt continues, “I'll consider giving you a repeat performance. How does that sound?”
Karofsky groans.
Victory may taste like come, but it's so very sweet.
Kurt/Matt, PG, 100 words
Right after Sectionals, Matt starts to follow him around.
Like, everywhere.
It's disconcerting, especially since Kurt can't remember Matt ever saying a single word to him. More exactly, Kurt can't remember Matt saying a word to anybody. Except Mike. Maybe.
“What the hell do you want?” Kurt asks. Matt looks like he might be blushing. And stays silent.
So, because Kurt is annoyed, tired, and probably suicidal, he says: “You know, if you want to go on a date, you actually have to ask.”
“Want to get dinner?” Matt asks.
“Okay”, Kurt says. “Wait, did you just actually say something?”
Puck/Kurt, PG-13, 100 words
“So I guess you want to pretend this never happened?” Kurt asks. The fingers buttoning up his shirt are shaking.
“Why would I?” Puck asks, sounding surprised, and Kurt shoots him a glance.
“Because you don't want people to talk?”
Puck smirks. “Bagging the Ice Queen of McKinley High is hardly going to damage my reputation.”
“Ice Queen?” Kurt repeats, hovering between insulted and flattered. “People actually call me that?”
“Only those who haven't seen you hot and bothered with a cock up your ass,” Puck murmurs, tugging him close, nuzzling his neck.
Coming from him, that sounds almost romantic.
Kurt/Coach Tanaka, R, 100 words (implied adult/minor)
“Well, it's not as if I need the practice. I can score a field goal just fine,” Kurt says, when the other guys demand an explanation.
Really, it should be obvious.
“But it's not fair,” Finn laments. “Why do we have to choose between Glee club and football? Why are you allowed to skip football practice without getting kicked off the team?”
Kurt licks his lips, noticing with interest how Mike's eyes follow the movement.
“Maybe,” he smiles, thinking of the pink tutu crammed into his narrow locker at the gym.
“Maybe because Coach Tanaka thinks I'm just that good.”
Kurt/OMC, PG, 100 words
When Kurt meets Taylor, he is covered in blueberry-flavored slushie, and he doesn’t exactly look his best.
“Do you need a tissue?” the guy asks, holding one out to him with a hesitant hand. He looks like a jock, well-bred and well-fed, which means he’s new. Because he wouldn’t talk to Kurt otherwise. Because Kurt would definitely remember him.
“What I need is a spa”, Kurt says, “but I guess the tissue will have to do.”
“You are cute”, the guy smiles.
“Are you for real?” Kurt asks suspiciously, and the guy laughs.
It’s kind of nice.
Artie/Kurt, PG, 100 words
“Come on, Iet's dance,” Kurt says, tugging on the armrest of Artie's wheelchair. Artie activates the handbrakes before it can move.
He shakes his head. “No, people are going to stare.”
“That never bothered you before,” Kurt argues.
Artie looks away. “We are not in Lima anymore.”
“Exactly!” Kurt exclaims. “So who cares?” He smiles that extra-sweet, carefree smile, and Artie knows he's already lost.
On the dancefloor, a girl tells them: “You guys are cute together.” Her boyfriend gives a dorky wave. Kurt beams.
If this is what college is like? Artie thinks he can live with that.
Author: Merle
Rating: PG to NC-17 for different drabbles
Characters/Pairing: Finn/Kurt, Mike/Kurt/Matt, Kurt/Brittany, Kurt/Karofsky, Kurt/Matt, Puck/Kurt, Kurt/Coach Tanaka, Kurt/OMC, Artie/Kurt
Word Count: 9 x 100 words
Spoilers: For the first 13 episodes
Disclaimer: The title is a quote from Dragonette's song I get around. Glee belongs to FOX. Kurt belongs to himself.
Warnings: Different warnings for different drabbles
Summary: Pimping out Kurt Hummel: 9 drabbles
A/N: Yeah, I don't know either. Let's just say: For all those among you who think that Kurt Hummel deserves to get as much action as possible. If you don't like a certain pairing, just ignore that drabble and read the others. Feedback is appreciated.
My other Glee fic is HERE.
Finn/Kurt, R, 100 words (schmoop, sex)
Kurt loves to fuck when Finn is drunk. Granted, the sex is sloppier: sheets ruined on the floor, spit and precome everywhere. But Kurt couldn't care less, because Finn is never more affectionate.
He smothers Kurt with his love, from without and within, hands everywhere, mouth open and wet against his neck.
“Let's make a baby,” Finn pants, his strokes hard and deep, “I wanna make a baby with you, say yes, please?”
And Kurt chuckles, but the idea sets fire to his heart, his groin.
“Yes,” he groans, palms on Finn's ass to force him closer, “yeah, darling, let's.”
Mike/Kurt/Matt, NC-17, 100 words (explicit)
When Mike and Matt told him that he deserved a reward for winning the football game, this wasn't quite what he expected.
But sitting now in Mike's lap, with Mike's tongue lapping roughly at his throat, and Matt's fingers probing the rim of his hole where it's already stretched wide by Mike's cock, complaining is the last thing on his mind.
And when Matt forces his way in as well, carefully, slowly, both of them petting him, saying “You did so good, babe” and “We are proud of you”, Kurt knows that he's not going to quit football anytime soon.
Kurt/Brittany, PG-13, 100 words (het, sort of)
“You came,” Brittany says. She actually sounds surprised.
“Well, you just put your hand down my shorts,” Kurt complains. “What did you expect?”
“But you are gay,” she says, as if she wasn't the one who just molested him in an empty class room.
“I'm also male, and a teenager,” he sighs. “And alive.”
She sniffs, sadly. “This is not going to make you want to go out with me, is it?”
“Oh honey,” Kurt says. “You know we don't need to have sex to go out together?”
“Really?” she smiles, excitedly. “Cool. Can we get ice cream?”
Kurt/Karofsky, R, 100 words (oral)
Kurt spits out a mouthful of come and raises to his feet.
“Well,” he says, mildly impressed, “that wasn't as bad as it could have been.”
Karofsky stares at him: slack-jawed, chest heaving.
“So here is how it's going to be,” Kurt says. “If you harass me or any of the Glee clubbers ever again, I'll make sure the whole school knows about our little ... encounter.”
Karofsky whimpers.
“However, if you are extra nice,” Kurt continues, “I'll consider giving you a repeat performance. How does that sound?”
Karofsky groans.
Victory may taste like come, but it's so very sweet.
Kurt/Matt, PG, 100 words
Right after Sectionals, Matt starts to follow him around.
Like, everywhere.
It's disconcerting, especially since Kurt can't remember Matt ever saying a single word to him. More exactly, Kurt can't remember Matt saying a word to anybody. Except Mike. Maybe.
“What the hell do you want?” Kurt asks. Matt looks like he might be blushing. And stays silent.
So, because Kurt is annoyed, tired, and probably suicidal, he says: “You know, if you want to go on a date, you actually have to ask.”
“Want to get dinner?” Matt asks.
“Okay”, Kurt says. “Wait, did you just actually say something?”
Puck/Kurt, PG-13, 100 words
“So I guess you want to pretend this never happened?” Kurt asks. The fingers buttoning up his shirt are shaking.
“Why would I?” Puck asks, sounding surprised, and Kurt shoots him a glance.
“Because you don't want people to talk?”
Puck smirks. “Bagging the Ice Queen of McKinley High is hardly going to damage my reputation.”
“Ice Queen?” Kurt repeats, hovering between insulted and flattered. “People actually call me that?”
“Only those who haven't seen you hot and bothered with a cock up your ass,” Puck murmurs, tugging him close, nuzzling his neck.
Coming from him, that sounds almost romantic.
Kurt/Coach Tanaka, R, 100 words (implied adult/minor)
“Well, it's not as if I need the practice. I can score a field goal just fine,” Kurt says, when the other guys demand an explanation.
Really, it should be obvious.
“But it's not fair,” Finn laments. “Why do we have to choose between Glee club and football? Why are you allowed to skip football practice without getting kicked off the team?”
Kurt licks his lips, noticing with interest how Mike's eyes follow the movement.
“Maybe,” he smiles, thinking of the pink tutu crammed into his narrow locker at the gym.
“Maybe because Coach Tanaka thinks I'm just that good.”
Kurt/OMC, PG, 100 words
When Kurt meets Taylor, he is covered in blueberry-flavored slushie, and he doesn’t exactly look his best.
“Do you need a tissue?” the guy asks, holding one out to him with a hesitant hand. He looks like a jock, well-bred and well-fed, which means he’s new. Because he wouldn’t talk to Kurt otherwise. Because Kurt would definitely remember him.
“What I need is a spa”, Kurt says, “but I guess the tissue will have to do.”
“You are cute”, the guy smiles.
“Are you for real?” Kurt asks suspiciously, and the guy laughs.
It’s kind of nice.
Artie/Kurt, PG, 100 words
“Come on, Iet's dance,” Kurt says, tugging on the armrest of Artie's wheelchair. Artie activates the handbrakes before it can move.
He shakes his head. “No, people are going to stare.”
“That never bothered you before,” Kurt argues.
Artie looks away. “We are not in Lima anymore.”
“Exactly!” Kurt exclaims. “So who cares?” He smiles that extra-sweet, carefree smile, and Artie knows he's already lost.
On the dancefloor, a girl tells them: “You guys are cute together.” Her boyfriend gives a dorky wave. Kurt beams.
If this is what college is like? Artie thinks he can live with that.