Fic: Rare Exception (13/?)
Title: Rare Exception - 13/?
Pairing: Dave/Kurt
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Dave Karofsky, shifter, realizes that Kurt Hummel smells like a female wolf in heat. In this discovery, both boys discover something about themselves and each other.
Warnings: Shifters, female genitalia on a male (aka b!p), heat, sex, mating, possible mpreg.
AN: Previous chapters found here.
Dave Karofsky realized upon leaving the house on a cool afternoon that he was actually happy. He was happy and he knew it was Kurt's doing. He had spent so many years of his life dissatisfied, caught up in the fear that had taken his life. Kurt was such a good influence on him. He felt a little brighter every day. He knew, of course, that he'd have to come out of the closet. It was just how it was. It was already obvious he was gay and honestly it didn’t freakin' matter.
Dave walked down the driveway to his truck. His phone buzzed. He opened it up to see the text message. It was from Santana. He opened it up.
-- Dave please meet me @ mall. Please.
Her text seemed so frantic. Dave frowned. He quickly sent her a text back.
-- What's going on?
He then went to his car. He could tell she was frantic. He got in and took off toward the mall. He couldn’t help himself. He was naturally protective of the girl; even though she had manipulated him first, they were best friends now.
He hopped into his truck. Dave loved his truck, even though it was old. It was a reliable car and got him where he was going most of the time. He immediately drove to the mall, knowing that Santana needed help.
When he got to the mall, he could literally smell wolf aggression. He followed it to find Santana in the outside dining area. She was being harassed by Craig Archer, a pretty well known wolf shifter. He was from a pack that migrated a few years ago and really pissed his parents off.
"Oh c'mon Lopez," he said as Dave got in hearing range. "I'm not harassing you. I'm simply offering you a real wolf, since you decided to be a failure to your kind. You have to admit that we’d make a pretty hot pair. All the wolf-chicks I know are whiney white girls. You and me could be perfect.”
“I think you know that you’re not my type, Archer.”
Dave frowned. He was used to a Santana who threatened to cut anyone who got too close. He remembered the fact that her sexuality and her identity as a wolf were very sore points for her. “You can’t be a dyke, Lopez,” Archer hissed. “Our kind just can’t do that shit. Get over the phase and move on to the real deal.”
Santana looked so unlike herself, so exhausted and beaten down. He knew that in any other circumstance she would have left Archer bleeding. It was just that this was such a sensitive thing and Santana was tired. He could feel her exhaustion. Knowing he had to do something, he got up and stood between them. “Archer, I have no problem shifting right now,” he said, growling out the words. “You know I can kick your ass, anytime and anywhere, so you better leave her alone.”
“Dave,” Santana mumbled.
“Fags have to stick together, huh?” Archer asked, rolling his eyes at Dave. “Don’t even try to deny it, Karofsky, I’ve seen you around Hummel.”
“Yeah that’s right,” he growled. “I’m a fag. I’m the fag who’s going to kick your ass if you don’t back off.” He got dangerously close to the other boy, holding a fist just inches from his stupid face. How dare he mess with Santana? Dave knew that the girl wasn’t a part of his pack, exactly, but he felt protective of her as if she was. She was his close friend and she deserved the protection he had to offer. “Santana and her girlfriend are now under the protection of my pack. You know how big it is, so I’m guessing you’re going to stop messing with her.” It was a quick lie, considering that his family and Santana’s had never met but they were known well.
It was enough to make the other back off, which was good. Dave still felt the urge to handle things with violence, he had to admit to that, but right now he didn’t want to. “Maybe you can claim her as a mate,” Archer sneered. “Oh wait, you already have a dude with a pussy.”
Dave growled again, feeling it rumbling deep in his chest as the jackass wolf walked away. He hated him so much that it literally hurt. “Santana, are you okay?” he asked, turning his attention back to the girl who had been bothered enough to call him for help. He knew that Archer’s harassment was a big deal if it had led Santana to this point. “Did he hurt you at all? Or do anything…”
She shook her head from side to side. “No,” she mumbled, avoiding his eyes. “It was a dumbass move to call you, Dave. He was just stalking me through the mall and acting like a general creeper. I can handle dicks like that. Usually, I handle them with a fantastic act of violence or something. I just froze up when he started saying things about Brittany and I’m sorry. If he messes with us again I’ll make sure that he’ll be incapable of reproducing ever.”
He shook off her words. “Don’t worry about it,” he said. “This is sort of a sensitive thing for you.”
“If you ever tell anyone that I chickened out like that I swear that you’ll never reproduce again either,” she warned and well honestly, Dave believed her. She walked over to a table at the end of the patio area and sat down. Dave quickly joined her. “I’m just tired of being treated like a failure because of Brittany. It makes me uncomfortable. I’m a bitch, sure, but I’m loyal to my family and loyal to wolves.”
“I know you are,” Dave said, sitting back against the chair and looking around them. It was too stressful, living a dual life. Being a good human being was hard enough, as was being a good wolf. You put the two together and everything went wrong. He knew that he was blessed to be involved right now with a guy who had the right genetics, but at the same time, what if he and Kurt didn’t work out? Santana also wasn’t as lucky. Things were so messed up. “Look, since I’m out here anyway, do you want to get lunch at Ming’s?” Ming’s was a local Chinese restaurant attached to the mall that Dave really enjoyed. He figured it was the least that he could do.
She gave him an actual, genuine smile. “Sure, Dave that sounds nice,” she said, getting up and gathering her purse. “Thanks for coming to the rescue today. I sure do appreciate it.”
“Not a problem,” he teased back. “Any time you need a big bad wolf to come to the rescue, I’m your guy.”
“Shut up.”
They walked over to the restaurant and were seated immediately because it was early in the day. Santana still looked exhausted but he was glad to get her out. He was sure that to outsiders they looked like a couple on a date, but that didn’t bother him anymore. A waitress came up and asked them for their drink orders. They gave them and she walked away. Santana immediately started questioning Dave. “So, David, how are things going with Kurt?”
He smiled at the questioning; he hated to admit it, because it was super girly, but he had hoped she would ask. “Well, we’re officially going out, actually,” he said with a fond smile. He watched her reaction. He didn’t know why but he really wanted to see how she reacted.
Her face totally lit up and she smiled a genuine smile. “Did you do it?” she blurted out, in total Santana fashion. He choked on his water, hesitating to open his mouth. He looked at her with a shocked expression, wondering why the hell she would ask him that. “Okay, you so did it. You give yourself away so easily darling. Was it good? Oh wow, I bet it was absolutely awesome. Did you have any trouble, you know, being gay and all?”
“I’m not going to tell you about our doing things,” he said quickly.
She looked disappointed and rolled her eyes. “Fine,” she said. The waitress quickly returned with their drinks and they ordered a couple of dishes to go with it.
“My whole perspective on things is different,” he admitted. “I used to be so worried about being outed but now it’s not a problem at all. I just want to be close to Kurt.”
“That’s really nice,” she said honestly. “It’s kind of time to screw destiny now, isn’t it?”
Dave nodded, eagerly. “We really have to,” he said. “We’re wolves but we’re people too. I know that you have it worse, Santana, but we’re going to find a way to get rid of it. It’s not our job to make things work out in the right way for wolves. We’re people first. You and Brittany are going to be happy and things are going to work out okay?”
“Alright, if you say so.”
Pairing: Dave/Kurt
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Dave Karofsky, shifter, realizes that Kurt Hummel smells like a female wolf in heat. In this discovery, both boys discover something about themselves and each other.
Warnings: Shifters, female genitalia on a male (aka b!p), heat, sex, mating, possible mpreg.
AN: Previous chapters found here.
Dave Karofsky realized upon leaving the house on a cool afternoon that he was actually happy. He was happy and he knew it was Kurt's doing. He had spent so many years of his life dissatisfied, caught up in the fear that had taken his life. Kurt was such a good influence on him. He felt a little brighter every day. He knew, of course, that he'd have to come out of the closet. It was just how it was. It was already obvious he was gay and honestly it didn’t freakin' matter.
Dave walked down the driveway to his truck. His phone buzzed. He opened it up to see the text message. It was from Santana. He opened it up.
-- Dave please meet me @ mall. Please.
Her text seemed so frantic. Dave frowned. He quickly sent her a text back.
-- What's going on?
He then went to his car. He could tell she was frantic. He got in and took off toward the mall. He couldn’t help himself. He was naturally protective of the girl; even though she had manipulated him first, they were best friends now.
He hopped into his truck. Dave loved his truck, even though it was old. It was a reliable car and got him where he was going most of the time. He immediately drove to the mall, knowing that Santana needed help.
When he got to the mall, he could literally smell wolf aggression. He followed it to find Santana in the outside dining area. She was being harassed by Craig Archer, a pretty well known wolf shifter. He was from a pack that migrated a few years ago and really pissed his parents off.
"Oh c'mon Lopez," he said as Dave got in hearing range. "I'm not harassing you. I'm simply offering you a real wolf, since you decided to be a failure to your kind. You have to admit that we’d make a pretty hot pair. All the wolf-chicks I know are whiney white girls. You and me could be perfect.”
“I think you know that you’re not my type, Archer.”
Dave frowned. He was used to a Santana who threatened to cut anyone who got too close. He remembered the fact that her sexuality and her identity as a wolf were very sore points for her. “You can’t be a dyke, Lopez,” Archer hissed. “Our kind just can’t do that shit. Get over the phase and move on to the real deal.”
Santana looked so unlike herself, so exhausted and beaten down. He knew that in any other circumstance she would have left Archer bleeding. It was just that this was such a sensitive thing and Santana was tired. He could feel her exhaustion. Knowing he had to do something, he got up and stood between them. “Archer, I have no problem shifting right now,” he said, growling out the words. “You know I can kick your ass, anytime and anywhere, so you better leave her alone.”
“Dave,” Santana mumbled.
“Fags have to stick together, huh?” Archer asked, rolling his eyes at Dave. “Don’t even try to deny it, Karofsky, I’ve seen you around Hummel.”
“Yeah that’s right,” he growled. “I’m a fag. I’m the fag who’s going to kick your ass if you don’t back off.” He got dangerously close to the other boy, holding a fist just inches from his stupid face. How dare he mess with Santana? Dave knew that the girl wasn’t a part of his pack, exactly, but he felt protective of her as if she was. She was his close friend and she deserved the protection he had to offer. “Santana and her girlfriend are now under the protection of my pack. You know how big it is, so I’m guessing you’re going to stop messing with her.” It was a quick lie, considering that his family and Santana’s had never met but they were known well.
It was enough to make the other back off, which was good. Dave still felt the urge to handle things with violence, he had to admit to that, but right now he didn’t want to. “Maybe you can claim her as a mate,” Archer sneered. “Oh wait, you already have a dude with a pussy.”
Dave growled again, feeling it rumbling deep in his chest as the jackass wolf walked away. He hated him so much that it literally hurt. “Santana, are you okay?” he asked, turning his attention back to the girl who had been bothered enough to call him for help. He knew that Archer’s harassment was a big deal if it had led Santana to this point. “Did he hurt you at all? Or do anything…”
She shook her head from side to side. “No,” she mumbled, avoiding his eyes. “It was a dumbass move to call you, Dave. He was just stalking me through the mall and acting like a general creeper. I can handle dicks like that. Usually, I handle them with a fantastic act of violence or something. I just froze up when he started saying things about Brittany and I’m sorry. If he messes with us again I’ll make sure that he’ll be incapable of reproducing ever.”
He shook off her words. “Don’t worry about it,” he said. “This is sort of a sensitive thing for you.”
“If you ever tell anyone that I chickened out like that I swear that you’ll never reproduce again either,” she warned and well honestly, Dave believed her. She walked over to a table at the end of the patio area and sat down. Dave quickly joined her. “I’m just tired of being treated like a failure because of Brittany. It makes me uncomfortable. I’m a bitch, sure, but I’m loyal to my family and loyal to wolves.”
“I know you are,” Dave said, sitting back against the chair and looking around them. It was too stressful, living a dual life. Being a good human being was hard enough, as was being a good wolf. You put the two together and everything went wrong. He knew that he was blessed to be involved right now with a guy who had the right genetics, but at the same time, what if he and Kurt didn’t work out? Santana also wasn’t as lucky. Things were so messed up. “Look, since I’m out here anyway, do you want to get lunch at Ming’s?” Ming’s was a local Chinese restaurant attached to the mall that Dave really enjoyed. He figured it was the least that he could do.
She gave him an actual, genuine smile. “Sure, Dave that sounds nice,” she said, getting up and gathering her purse. “Thanks for coming to the rescue today. I sure do appreciate it.”
“Not a problem,” he teased back. “Any time you need a big bad wolf to come to the rescue, I’m your guy.”
“Shut up.”
They walked over to the restaurant and were seated immediately because it was early in the day. Santana still looked exhausted but he was glad to get her out. He was sure that to outsiders they looked like a couple on a date, but that didn’t bother him anymore. A waitress came up and asked them for their drink orders. They gave them and she walked away. Santana immediately started questioning Dave. “So, David, how are things going with Kurt?”
He smiled at the questioning; he hated to admit it, because it was super girly, but he had hoped she would ask. “Well, we’re officially going out, actually,” he said with a fond smile. He watched her reaction. He didn’t know why but he really wanted to see how she reacted.
Her face totally lit up and she smiled a genuine smile. “Did you do it?” she blurted out, in total Santana fashion. He choked on his water, hesitating to open his mouth. He looked at her with a shocked expression, wondering why the hell she would ask him that. “Okay, you so did it. You give yourself away so easily darling. Was it good? Oh wow, I bet it was absolutely awesome. Did you have any trouble, you know, being gay and all?”
“I’m not going to tell you about our doing things,” he said quickly.
She looked disappointed and rolled her eyes. “Fine,” she said. The waitress quickly returned with their drinks and they ordered a couple of dishes to go with it.
“My whole perspective on things is different,” he admitted. “I used to be so worried about being outed but now it’s not a problem at all. I just want to be close to Kurt.”
“That’s really nice,” she said honestly. “It’s kind of time to screw destiny now, isn’t it?”
Dave nodded, eagerly. “We really have to,” he said. “We’re wolves but we’re people too. I know that you have it worse, Santana, but we’re going to find a way to get rid of it. It’s not our job to make things work out in the right way for wolves. We’re people first. You and Brittany are going to be happy and things are going to work out okay?”
“Alright, if you say so.”