Fic: Rare Exception (22/22)
Title: Rare Exception - 22/22 - END
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 hemselves and each other.
Warnings: Shifters, female genitalia on a male (aka b!p), heat, sex, mating, possible mpreg.
AN: Previous chapters found here. Warnings for foursome sex. I know the sex is kind of lackluster but I'm just...not porny this week.
It was December and Kurt's first semester of school was coming to a close. He was in his math class when it struck again. Kurt took a deep breath and tried not to smell the young, strong men all around him. He quietly excused himself and walked out into the hallway, where he sent Dave a frantic text message.
David, I'm in heat.
It had been months and two other heat cycles since he had made a pact with his boyfriend and their two closest friends. They had promised that when their heats lined up this time, they would all have unprotected sex in hopes of Dave impregnating and mating with two other shapeshifters.
Shit, really? Got a txt from Santana earlier saying she was staying home to screw Brittany.
Kurt took a deep breath. He had thought so much about this but he was terrified all the same. He had planned. The four shapeshifters all lived in the same house and had decent jobs but they were eighteen. Nothing was going to go the way they planned before Kurt learned more about being a wolf, but they planned hard for this.
I'm coming home.
He hurried to the apartment they all shared to find that all three of them were staring at him. Santana was anxiously pawing at Brittany's hair. Dave looked nervous. His face was white and he stared up at Kurt with a serious expression on his face. "Hi Kurt," he said in a tone that was very grim considering all of the sex in the air and the way it must have been affecting him.
"Are we still going to do this?" Kurt asked, his nerves getting the best of him. He was scared. It was a big step towards a future he wasn't sure of.
"I think we should," Brittany said softly. "Santana's a little crazy when she's in heat and I don't want her to accidentally have sex with someone else. She also has this guy, Patrick, in school with her who's a wolf. He keeps giving her strange looks and told her she should be mated if she didn't want him coming onto her."
Santana nods sheepishly.
"Then we're doing it," Kurt said bravely.
The only one of them who wasn't shy about the situation was Brittany. She took off her shirt, revealing a pink lacy bra. "I know that Dave has to have sex with Santana," she said clearly, "but Santana is my girl and I want to bring her pleasure too." She looked at Kurt and Dave and smiled awkwardly. "This is so funny. Both of you guys don't like girls."
"Ha - Ha," Kurt emphasized.
"You're so horny Kurt!" Brittany declared with a smile on her face. "Santana, can I go down on Kurt? I always wanted to see his…stuff."
Santana nodded, taking off her clothes as well. "I have got to get some; somehow, I don't care how."
Kurt didn't seem to care either. Dave watched as Brittany got Kurt's pants off and immediately lowered herself down between his legs. Now, he loved pleasuring Kurt, but it was fascinating to watch Brittany work him like an expert. She dipped her head down and did something with her tongue. Dave couldn't see what she was doing completely, but he watched Kurt moan like a whore and curse and it was all worth it. He'd have to ask her for tips later.
"Yes, I am blessed with her," Santana whispered to Dave, watching Brittany work Kurt over with a fond smile. Apparently her raging hormones calmed for a minute to be replaced with pride. Kurt thrust up against Brittany's face, ranting about something that Dave didn't quite understand. "God…fuck, Brittany…only…" Dave swore that he heard the blonde giggle. She reached back and held Santana's hand as she finished Kurt off, bringing him to a loud orgasm.
Santana, only wearing her bra and panties, pressed against Dave's thigh. "Sit back," she said. When he sat back, she sat on his lap. He wrapped his arm around her waist and stroked her lightly. She got fed up with his affectionate actions and took off her panties. He blinked and tried to think of her as Kurt when he pleasured her manually, rubbing her clit lightly and pressing a finger inside teasingly. It was a smal gesture but enough to drive a female wolf mad during her heat.
"Only gay guy who'd ever be that good with vag," she breathed out, needy. "Bless you Kurt Hummel. I need it now Dave."
He undid his pants and she fumbled onto the bed so he could get them off. She lay on her back and spread her legs. Brittany, who had finished with Kurt, removed her bra. Dave wasn't exactly attracted to women, or breasts, but the hormones flying through the room were insane. He obviously took too long because she turned them around, pressing Dave on his back and slipping down onto his already hard dick. He couldn't help the hormone rush.
"Holy hell," Kurt whispered somewhere.
Santana held his hips in a vice-like grip, thrusting up and down. He met her thrusts, surprised into yelling out when she gave him a fierce kiss on the lips as she lowered herself down particularly hard. He was going to come so hard. He could hear Brittany and Kurt's comments but all he could focus on was Santana.
"That's so hot," Brittany mumbled.
"God yes," Kurt breathed.
Santana was beautiful, riding his cock in that desperate, needy way that came with a heat cycle. She bounced up and down, desperate and fast, trying to get more and more sensation. She clawed at his hips as he pressed up to meet her. Brittany came behind Santana and groped her chest, kissing her. He never shared his classmates lesbian fetish, sadly, but there was something so hot about the dynamic between Brittany and Santana. He turned his head to the side and Kurt was staring at him with lust-filled eyes.
They both came so hard that Dave was sure there were stars floating around their heads. Kurt practically launched himself at Dave once Dave smelled like someone else's sex. If anyone stereotyped wolves as aggressive creatures they would be right. Kurt immediately did his best to one up Santana, even joining Brittany in getting Dave ready again. It was insane, but it did work. He was ready for round two quickly
The sexual escapades continued for most of the night. They knew that if they didn't do it several times, there was a chance it wouldn't take. By the time the night was over, Brittany was asleep because a human couldn't keep up with wolf sex drives and Dave didn't know how many times he had come. He fell asleep with Kurt tucked under his left arm and Brittany and Santana spooning at his other side.
He was completely and utterly happy, no matter what happened. They were a family, a dynamic kind of family, one that just happened to have sex and probably would an awful lot in the future if Santana and Kurt had successfully become his mates. They were also probably going to have children. Who could say that was a bad thing?
It was definitely not a bad thing. On September 24th of the next year, Kurt gave birth to Sophelia, who would be better known as Lia. They went to a doctor who was a member of Dave's pack, his great-uncle or something like that. Sophelia was healthy and loud, a beautiful girl with Kurt's eyes. Yes, Lia did have some gender issues, much like her father, but she was all girl, just as Kurt was all boy. She was beautiful and looked at Dave with love in her eyes.
On October 1rst, being a bit later, Santana gave birth to Sienna. Sienna had dark hair and bright eyes and was all shapeshifter. Dave could sense it. They decided then that Santana would be Mommy and Brittany would be Mama, while Dave would be Daddy and Kurt would be Papa. They had a family.
Sometimes they were taunted and teased. New York had far more as far as shifters went. There were other wolves that looked at them with disdain and wanted them to keep up the status quo of wolfdom. One guy on Dave's hockey team even went as far as to call them disgusting but they didn't care. They worked together.
They still had sex as a foursome and in odd pairs, as the need called for it. Kurt and Dave were still gay and Santana was still a lesbian but they were beyond sexuality, beyond wolves and beyond anything else. They were a rare exception.
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 hemselves and each other.
Warnings: Shifters, female genitalia on a male (aka b!p), heat, sex, mating, possible mpreg.
AN: Previous chapters found here. Warnings for foursome sex. I know the sex is kind of lackluster but I'm just...not porny this week.
It was December and Kurt's first semester of school was coming to a close. He was in his math class when it struck again. Kurt took a deep breath and tried not to smell the young, strong men all around him. He quietly excused himself and walked out into the hallway, where he sent Dave a frantic text message.
David, I'm in heat.
It had been months and two other heat cycles since he had made a pact with his boyfriend and their two closest friends. They had promised that when their heats lined up this time, they would all have unprotected sex in hopes of Dave impregnating and mating with two other shapeshifters.
Shit, really? Got a txt from Santana earlier saying she was staying home to screw Brittany.
Kurt took a deep breath. He had thought so much about this but he was terrified all the same. He had planned. The four shapeshifters all lived in the same house and had decent jobs but they were eighteen. Nothing was going to go the way they planned before Kurt learned more about being a wolf, but they planned hard for this.
I'm coming home.
He hurried to the apartment they all shared to find that all three of them were staring at him. Santana was anxiously pawing at Brittany's hair. Dave looked nervous. His face was white and he stared up at Kurt with a serious expression on his face. "Hi Kurt," he said in a tone that was very grim considering all of the sex in the air and the way it must have been affecting him.
"Are we still going to do this?" Kurt asked, his nerves getting the best of him. He was scared. It was a big step towards a future he wasn't sure of.
"I think we should," Brittany said softly. "Santana's a little crazy when she's in heat and I don't want her to accidentally have sex with someone else. She also has this guy, Patrick, in school with her who's a wolf. He keeps giving her strange looks and told her she should be mated if she didn't want him coming onto her."
Santana nods sheepishly.
"Then we're doing it," Kurt said bravely.
The only one of them who wasn't shy about the situation was Brittany. She took off her shirt, revealing a pink lacy bra. "I know that Dave has to have sex with Santana," she said clearly, "but Santana is my girl and I want to bring her pleasure too." She looked at Kurt and Dave and smiled awkwardly. "This is so funny. Both of you guys don't like girls."
"Ha - Ha," Kurt emphasized.
"You're so horny Kurt!" Brittany declared with a smile on her face. "Santana, can I go down on Kurt? I always wanted to see his…stuff."
Santana nodded, taking off her clothes as well. "I have got to get some; somehow, I don't care how."
Kurt didn't seem to care either. Dave watched as Brittany got Kurt's pants off and immediately lowered herself down between his legs. Now, he loved pleasuring Kurt, but it was fascinating to watch Brittany work him like an expert. She dipped her head down and did something with her tongue. Dave couldn't see what she was doing completely, but he watched Kurt moan like a whore and curse and it was all worth it. He'd have to ask her for tips later.
"Yes, I am blessed with her," Santana whispered to Dave, watching Brittany work Kurt over with a fond smile. Apparently her raging hormones calmed for a minute to be replaced with pride. Kurt thrust up against Brittany's face, ranting about something that Dave didn't quite understand. "God…fuck, Brittany…only…" Dave swore that he heard the blonde giggle. She reached back and held Santana's hand as she finished Kurt off, bringing him to a loud orgasm.
Santana, only wearing her bra and panties, pressed against Dave's thigh. "Sit back," she said. When he sat back, she sat on his lap. He wrapped his arm around her waist and stroked her lightly. She got fed up with his affectionate actions and took off her panties. He blinked and tried to think of her as Kurt when he pleasured her manually, rubbing her clit lightly and pressing a finger inside teasingly. It was a smal gesture but enough to drive a female wolf mad during her heat.
"Only gay guy who'd ever be that good with vag," she breathed out, needy. "Bless you Kurt Hummel. I need it now Dave."
He undid his pants and she fumbled onto the bed so he could get them off. She lay on her back and spread her legs. Brittany, who had finished with Kurt, removed her bra. Dave wasn't exactly attracted to women, or breasts, but the hormones flying through the room were insane. He obviously took too long because she turned them around, pressing Dave on his back and slipping down onto his already hard dick. He couldn't help the hormone rush.
"Holy hell," Kurt whispered somewhere.
Santana held his hips in a vice-like grip, thrusting up and down. He met her thrusts, surprised into yelling out when she gave him a fierce kiss on the lips as she lowered herself down particularly hard. He was going to come so hard. He could hear Brittany and Kurt's comments but all he could focus on was Santana.
"That's so hot," Brittany mumbled.
"God yes," Kurt breathed.
Santana was beautiful, riding his cock in that desperate, needy way that came with a heat cycle. She bounced up and down, desperate and fast, trying to get more and more sensation. She clawed at his hips as he pressed up to meet her. Brittany came behind Santana and groped her chest, kissing her. He never shared his classmates lesbian fetish, sadly, but there was something so hot about the dynamic between Brittany and Santana. He turned his head to the side and Kurt was staring at him with lust-filled eyes.
They both came so hard that Dave was sure there were stars floating around their heads. Kurt practically launched himself at Dave once Dave smelled like someone else's sex. If anyone stereotyped wolves as aggressive creatures they would be right. Kurt immediately did his best to one up Santana, even joining Brittany in getting Dave ready again. It was insane, but it did work. He was ready for round two quickly
The sexual escapades continued for most of the night. They knew that if they didn't do it several times, there was a chance it wouldn't take. By the time the night was over, Brittany was asleep because a human couldn't keep up with wolf sex drives and Dave didn't know how many times he had come. He fell asleep with Kurt tucked under his left arm and Brittany and Santana spooning at his other side.
He was completely and utterly happy, no matter what happened. They were a family, a dynamic kind of family, one that just happened to have sex and probably would an awful lot in the future if Santana and Kurt had successfully become his mates. They were also probably going to have children. Who could say that was a bad thing?
It was definitely not a bad thing. On September 24th of the next year, Kurt gave birth to Sophelia, who would be better known as Lia. They went to a doctor who was a member of Dave's pack, his great-uncle or something like that. Sophelia was healthy and loud, a beautiful girl with Kurt's eyes. Yes, Lia did have some gender issues, much like her father, but she was all girl, just as Kurt was all boy. She was beautiful and looked at Dave with love in her eyes.
On October 1rst, being a bit later, Santana gave birth to Sienna. Sienna had dark hair and bright eyes and was all shapeshifter. Dave could sense it. They decided then that Santana would be Mommy and Brittany would be Mama, while Dave would be Daddy and Kurt would be Papa. They had a family.
Sometimes they were taunted and teased. New York had far more as far as shifters went. There were other wolves that looked at them with disdain and wanted them to keep up the status quo of wolfdom. One guy on Dave's hockey team even went as far as to call them disgusting but they didn't care. They worked together.
They still had sex as a foursome and in odd pairs, as the need called for it. Kurt and Dave were still gay and Santana was still a lesbian but they were beyond sexuality, beyond wolves and beyond anything else. They were a rare exception.