Fic: Rare Exception (14/?)
Title: Rare Exception - 14/?
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. Warning for a bit of foul/triggering language (the "c" word)
“It’s the quickest way to do it,” Kurt told Dave, watching as his boyfriend’s face contorted in something akin to horror. Kurt felt sorry for him, but there was very little he could do. Dave wanted to make peace with the glee kids and become a part of the world that kept Santana and Kurt safe. He would have to be introduced to them as Kurt’s boyfriend and really make good with the abuse done over the past years. “With Santana and me on your side, you really have nothing to worry about David.”
“Okay,” he said, walking into the choir room. Kurt followed him.
Everyone looked when Dave entered the room, so Kurt took charge and stood in front of his boyfriend. “Everyone,” Kurt announced in that dramatic way of his, “I know that you all are aware of Dave Karofsky. I would like to reintroduce him to you, however, as my new boyfriend.”
Dave turned about six shades of red. Only Kurt Hummel could announce his new boyfriend in that way. Everyone in glee looked shocked, a few of them looked disgusted and at least one or two looked confused. “Try your best to be accepting,” Kurt said softly. He looked to Mr. Schuester, the teacher who was sitting at the piano. “Mr. Schue, David would also like to join glee. Could he try out, please?”
The man walked over to Dave and looked him in the eye. He shook his hand. “I’m glad to have you on board Dave,” he said. “I meant what I said last year about you having a natural talent.”
“He can sing, really well too,” Santana blurted out. When the attention turned to her, she shrugged. “Last year, when we were going out, I caught him singing while he was getting ready for a date. He has a great voice and we can definitely use it. “
Kurt looked to Dave to see if there was any truth in Santana’s words. He was blushing furiously and looking around him. “I guess I’m not terrible,” he said hesitantly.
Glee rehearsal was wonderful, in Kurt’s humble opinion. Once all of the attention was off of him, he forced Dave to sing a few bars and well, the bigger boy’s voice pretty much melted him. He was so in love it was absolutely stupid. He didn’t even care that it was happening fast. “You have one of the hottest voices that I have ever heard in my life,” Kurt said, as they left the rehearsal side by side. “Seriously, David, I have no idea what to do with myself. I am going to be a dead man in the middle of glee.”
“It’s not that great,” Dave mumbled sheepishly, rolling his eyes as he walked out into the corridor. “I mean, there are a lot of guys in the glee club with good voices. You, Hudson, that wheelchair kid, you’re all way better than me.”
Kurt shook his head. “Oh David,” he said. “You need confidence.”
Kurt left Dave’s first glee meeting clinging to his hand. There was something about Dave coming out, joining glee and singing like a sex god that got Kurt very attached to his side. They passed the lockers, where a large boy gave them a glare and a near snarl. “What’s gotten into him?” Kurt asked, staring down Craig Archer as he walked holding onto Dave’s arm. He knew that the school was spreading around rumors and saying nasty things about the two of them but the jock’s anger seemed personal.
“He’s been pressuring Santana,” Dave said quickly. “He’s trying to get her to mate with him. He really messed with her head the other day, calling her a failure for liking girls.”
Kurt’s eyes widened. “Can he force her?”
Dave stopped and shook his head. “No,” he said, wrapping an arm around Kurt. “There’s a lot of social pressure but like Lydia said to you the other day, we’re not living in the eighteen hundreds here. It’s just kind of messed up the way that some guys will try and act all alpha and terrify a girl into listening to them.” Kurt knew that Dave understood the need to intimidate and at the same time looked disgusted by it.
“Is she safe though?” he asked.
“I’ve talked to my mom and dad and they’re going to talk to some of the stronger people in our unofficial ‘pack’ to see if they can help me take care of Santana,” Dave said. He looked wistful for a second. “To think, I used to think of Lopez as the bitch who made my life hell.”
“To think, I used to think of you as the same,” Kurt teased.
Dave rolled his eyes. “I’ll keep her safe, anyway,” he mumbled. “End of story.”
They walked together to Kurt’s house, as Kurt had decided not to drive that day. It was really nice Kurt had to admit, holding hands with the boy who at this point last year had terrified him with an unwanted kiss. He felt safe and loved with that same boy. He also felt that he could not stop leaning over to kiss him.
Dave stopped in the middle of their walking and kissed him firmly on the lips. “Are you trying to drive me crazy, Hummel?” he asked, his voice nothing but adoring.
“Yep,” Kurt said.
When they got to Kurt’s house, the kissing started again. Dave pulled Kurt against him and Kurt lifted his head to fully embrace the kiss. It even started to get a little more intense, Dave’s tongue trailing along Kurt’s lower lip and Kurt leaning back and moaning. “Do we really want to do this knowing my shotgun-wielding father will be home in a few minutes?” he asked, rasping out the words with a mischievous smile as Dave stopped kissing him and stared blankly.
“I just want so much,” Dave admitted, blushing furiously, probably at how intense he was getting. “You’re my boyfriend and I want you to be my mate, my everything, and it’s coming at me so intense.”
“You better just relax then,” Kurt said laughing and leaning up against Dave’s chest. “Really, we’ve got plenty of time to explore things.”
There was a lot to explore when it came to their new relationship, but there were also problems that arose pretty quickly. Craig Archer, as it turned out, had decided to make himself a problem for them. Kurt walked from his fifth period class to his locker, only to be slammed into it by the large shifter. “What the hell?” Kurt asked, not as easily silenced by a locker shove as he used to be. He looked up and realized it was Archer. It honestly reminded him a lot of what Dave used to do.
“What?” the boy asked, leaning against the locker, putting one hand on it and leering over Kurt. “You got something to say, pussy boy?”
Kurt tensed up at the insult. Words didn’t hurt him anymore. They didn’t have any affect at all on him, but at the same time, being insulted about his body was difficult. His father had given him special permissions not to shower at school and other things like that, so he had always been able to hide his abnormal physical state from everyone else. It was no longer possible with other shifters, not now that he was having cycles. “Oh that’s really clever,” Kurt launched back, hiding the fact that the insult cut. “Also, you’re obviously the one with something to say Archer, considering you just shoved me.”
“You’re a disgusting fag, Hummel. You think you turned Karofsky over but you didn’t. Dude’s just too attracted to your vag to know what way is up.”
Kurt knew that the words weren’t true but at the same time they stung the insecurities that were far from gone. “You can believe that,” he said, opening his locker and gathering his things. Archer knocked the bag out of his hands. Kurt didn’t acknowledge it. Sure, he’d love if bullying at McKinley was acknowledged and someone would come to his aide but he knew they wouldn’t. He picked up his things.
“I don’t blame him entirely,” Archer said, his tone changing considerably. “I mean, a cunt is a cunt, but you’re pretty much the same as a chick attitude wise too. Ah well. If Karofsky’s tiny dick doesn’t satisfy and you go into heat try a real wolf.”
“You’re vile,” Kurt mumbled. “Get out of my face.”
He walked away, keeping his head held high.
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. Warning for a bit of foul/triggering language (the "c" word)
“It’s the quickest way to do it,” Kurt told Dave, watching as his boyfriend’s face contorted in something akin to horror. Kurt felt sorry for him, but there was very little he could do. Dave wanted to make peace with the glee kids and become a part of the world that kept Santana and Kurt safe. He would have to be introduced to them as Kurt’s boyfriend and really make good with the abuse done over the past years. “With Santana and me on your side, you really have nothing to worry about David.”
“Okay,” he said, walking into the choir room. Kurt followed him.
Everyone looked when Dave entered the room, so Kurt took charge and stood in front of his boyfriend. “Everyone,” Kurt announced in that dramatic way of his, “I know that you all are aware of Dave Karofsky. I would like to reintroduce him to you, however, as my new boyfriend.”
Dave turned about six shades of red. Only Kurt Hummel could announce his new boyfriend in that way. Everyone in glee looked shocked, a few of them looked disgusted and at least one or two looked confused. “Try your best to be accepting,” Kurt said softly. He looked to Mr. Schuester, the teacher who was sitting at the piano. “Mr. Schue, David would also like to join glee. Could he try out, please?”
The man walked over to Dave and looked him in the eye. He shook his hand. “I’m glad to have you on board Dave,” he said. “I meant what I said last year about you having a natural talent.”
“He can sing, really well too,” Santana blurted out. When the attention turned to her, she shrugged. “Last year, when we were going out, I caught him singing while he was getting ready for a date. He has a great voice and we can definitely use it. “
Kurt looked to Dave to see if there was any truth in Santana’s words. He was blushing furiously and looking around him. “I guess I’m not terrible,” he said hesitantly.
Glee rehearsal was wonderful, in Kurt’s humble opinion. Once all of the attention was off of him, he forced Dave to sing a few bars and well, the bigger boy’s voice pretty much melted him. He was so in love it was absolutely stupid. He didn’t even care that it was happening fast. “You have one of the hottest voices that I have ever heard in my life,” Kurt said, as they left the rehearsal side by side. “Seriously, David, I have no idea what to do with myself. I am going to be a dead man in the middle of glee.”
“It’s not that great,” Dave mumbled sheepishly, rolling his eyes as he walked out into the corridor. “I mean, there are a lot of guys in the glee club with good voices. You, Hudson, that wheelchair kid, you’re all way better than me.”
Kurt shook his head. “Oh David,” he said. “You need confidence.”
Kurt left Dave’s first glee meeting clinging to his hand. There was something about Dave coming out, joining glee and singing like a sex god that got Kurt very attached to his side. They passed the lockers, where a large boy gave them a glare and a near snarl. “What’s gotten into him?” Kurt asked, staring down Craig Archer as he walked holding onto Dave’s arm. He knew that the school was spreading around rumors and saying nasty things about the two of them but the jock’s anger seemed personal.
“He’s been pressuring Santana,” Dave said quickly. “He’s trying to get her to mate with him. He really messed with her head the other day, calling her a failure for liking girls.”
Kurt’s eyes widened. “Can he force her?”
Dave stopped and shook his head. “No,” he said, wrapping an arm around Kurt. “There’s a lot of social pressure but like Lydia said to you the other day, we’re not living in the eighteen hundreds here. It’s just kind of messed up the way that some guys will try and act all alpha and terrify a girl into listening to them.” Kurt knew that Dave understood the need to intimidate and at the same time looked disgusted by it.
“Is she safe though?” he asked.
“I’ve talked to my mom and dad and they’re going to talk to some of the stronger people in our unofficial ‘pack’ to see if they can help me take care of Santana,” Dave said. He looked wistful for a second. “To think, I used to think of Lopez as the bitch who made my life hell.”
“To think, I used to think of you as the same,” Kurt teased.
Dave rolled his eyes. “I’ll keep her safe, anyway,” he mumbled. “End of story.”
They walked together to Kurt’s house, as Kurt had decided not to drive that day. It was really nice Kurt had to admit, holding hands with the boy who at this point last year had terrified him with an unwanted kiss. He felt safe and loved with that same boy. He also felt that he could not stop leaning over to kiss him.
Dave stopped in the middle of their walking and kissed him firmly on the lips. “Are you trying to drive me crazy, Hummel?” he asked, his voice nothing but adoring.
“Yep,” Kurt said.
When they got to Kurt’s house, the kissing started again. Dave pulled Kurt against him and Kurt lifted his head to fully embrace the kiss. It even started to get a little more intense, Dave’s tongue trailing along Kurt’s lower lip and Kurt leaning back and moaning. “Do we really want to do this knowing my shotgun-wielding father will be home in a few minutes?” he asked, rasping out the words with a mischievous smile as Dave stopped kissing him and stared blankly.
“I just want so much,” Dave admitted, blushing furiously, probably at how intense he was getting. “You’re my boyfriend and I want you to be my mate, my everything, and it’s coming at me so intense.”
“You better just relax then,” Kurt said laughing and leaning up against Dave’s chest. “Really, we’ve got plenty of time to explore things.”
There was a lot to explore when it came to their new relationship, but there were also problems that arose pretty quickly. Craig Archer, as it turned out, had decided to make himself a problem for them. Kurt walked from his fifth period class to his locker, only to be slammed into it by the large shifter. “What the hell?” Kurt asked, not as easily silenced by a locker shove as he used to be. He looked up and realized it was Archer. It honestly reminded him a lot of what Dave used to do.
“What?” the boy asked, leaning against the locker, putting one hand on it and leering over Kurt. “You got something to say, pussy boy?”
Kurt tensed up at the insult. Words didn’t hurt him anymore. They didn’t have any affect at all on him, but at the same time, being insulted about his body was difficult. His father had given him special permissions not to shower at school and other things like that, so he had always been able to hide his abnormal physical state from everyone else. It was no longer possible with other shifters, not now that he was having cycles. “Oh that’s really clever,” Kurt launched back, hiding the fact that the insult cut. “Also, you’re obviously the one with something to say Archer, considering you just shoved me.”
“You’re a disgusting fag, Hummel. You think you turned Karofsky over but you didn’t. Dude’s just too attracted to your vag to know what way is up.”
Kurt knew that the words weren’t true but at the same time they stung the insecurities that were far from gone. “You can believe that,” he said, opening his locker and gathering his things. Archer knocked the bag out of his hands. Kurt didn’t acknowledge it. Sure, he’d love if bullying at McKinley was acknowledged and someone would come to his aide but he knew they wouldn’t. He picked up his things.
“I don’t blame him entirely,” Archer said, his tone changing considerably. “I mean, a cunt is a cunt, but you’re pretty much the same as a chick attitude wise too. Ah well. If Karofsky’s tiny dick doesn’t satisfy and you go into heat try a real wolf.”
“You’re vile,” Kurt mumbled. “Get out of my face.”
He walked away, keeping his head held high.