Lima Meets Liberty 11/?
Glee/Queer as Folk US crossover - Kurt and Blaine visit Kurt's cousin Emmett in Pittsburgh over Spring break. How do the guys react when the finally realize what "Out and Proud Queer" means on Liberty Avenue?
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Hope the first sections aren't too confusing … we have several different POVs all taking place at roughly the same time so try and follow along boys, girls and everyone else.
Before you read this chapter …. go find your favorite Justin topless picture … then find your favorite Darren Criss People outtake pic … put them side by side … NOW READ
Brian was walking towards the dance floor from the bar, shots of Beam carefully stacked and balanced in each hand, when he was stopped dead in his tracks.
It was like looking at dark and light sides of a mirror.
Seeing Justin and Blaine dancing ... hands on hips ... forearms resting on shoulders … cocks a hair's breath away from each other … it was eerie. Their height was so close to exact that it was uncanny. Even their bodies were amazingly similar … same narrow waist, toned stomachs, arms firm but not overly muscled. It was enough to take his breath away.
Then they stepped back slightly from each other; Justin throwing his head back with a laugh and Blaine ducking his down and there was Kurt, standing beside them … fingers running through both their hair. His hands ran down their backs simultaneously, fingers grazing the tops of their waistbands as he leaned in and whispered in Blaine's ear.
Oh God I'm fucked Brian thought as he took a deep breath and resumed his motion towards the three of them.
. . . .
“He wants you, you know that right? They both do.” Kurt whispered in Blaine's ear, mindless to the looks of envy and desire that were shown on the faces of the men who surrounded the trio.
“I know” Blaine leaned over to whisper back, running his tongue along the shell of Kurt's ear. “What do you want?”
“You … them … everything we talked about. If you still want that.” Kurt replied quietly, letting his hand trail further down twin bodies pressed against him.
“Yes” Blaine replied breathlessly as he felt his fingers intertwine with Justin's at the nape of Kurt's neck at the same time that Kurt and Justin's fingers brushed together across his ass.
. . . .
“Emmett” Michael said sharply, trying desperately to get his friends attention which was currently on a tall, well muscled brunette standing next to him at the bar. “Emmett!”
“What Michael?” Emmett said holding a finger up quickly at the man he was talking to.
“Aren't you going to do something about that?”
“About what sweetie?” Emmett asked, annoyance evident in his tone.
“That.” Michael said indigently “The Brian and Justin show moving in on your cousin and Blaine. You know the ones we are supposed to be looking out for?”
“Trust me Michael, the boys are fine. Everything is under control.” Emmett said, turning his attention back to the conversation that had been interrupted.
“But …” Michael whined
“No buts. They are all adults, they all know what they want so leave them be. Trust me on this.” Emmett said without turning, leaving Michael to stare at the back of his head in confusion.
. . . .
Brian stepped up behind Kurt and snaked both arms over his shoulders and between Blaine and Justin.
“Drinks are on me boys, so grab them before they're gone.” He said with a laugh in his voice.
Blaine and Justin reluctantly untangled themselves from Kurt's arms and each reached for a glass, arms still comfortably around each others waist. Kurt reached up and took his from Brian, the freed hand immediately crossing his chest and pulling him back against the older man.
“What are we drinking to?” Blaine asked with a bright smile.
“To old lovers and new friends.” Kurt said, raising his glass which the others immediately brought theirs to touch.
“And to new lovers and old friends?” Brian breathed in Kurt’s ear.
“Maybe” Kurt replied, leaning back to turn his face up towards Brian. “You and I need to talk first.”
“So talk, Angel” Brian replied quietly.
Kurt stepped forward, forcing Brian to loosen the arm across his chest. “Baby” he said to Blaine, running a finger along his jaw softly and catching his boyfriends eyes with a look Blaine had no problems reading “Brian and I are going to chat for a moment. You two have fun and we'll be right back.”
“OK Kurt” Blaine said, leaning back in and wrapping his free arm around Justin's waist, foreheads pressing together as they once again began to move to the beat of the music.
Brian grabbed the glasses from their hands and stacking them with his and Kurt’s moved to the side to place them on a nearby tabletop.
Kurt reached out and just as he had at the bar, placed a hand at the nape of Brain's neck and pulled him close. Brian's hands automatically went to his hips and they began to move to the music. Kurt's boots, plus the added height he had on Blaine and Justin allowed them to talk comfortably while they danced.
“I know all about your rules, and your reputation Brian.” Kurt began without hesitation “And I have a few of my own that I need to lay down. I want you to think seriously about it before you say anything because they are non-negotiable. If you can't agree, or won't, then we go back over and dance with our boys and enjoy the night, then Blaine and I go back with Em and we'll run into you when we do. Alright?”
“I'm listening.” Brian replied, the surprise in his eyes seen by those around him. Brian had never had anyone speak to him with the authority that he heard in Kurt's tone, at least not in years.
“Blaine and I have talked. Neither one of us is adverse to exploring a bit where we are here, and he has gotten to like Justin in the time they have spent together. You, by the way, are hotter than hell and I think we have found some areas of commonality. I know the first rule of no repeats and I also know that you drop the men you pick up like a hot potato once you are done with them.”
He leaned in closer, running his fingers through the hair at the base of Brian's neck.
“I won't have Blaine hurt, not by someone he is comfortable with and tells me he thinks can be a friend. We are here until the end of the week, so if you both can be at least civil for that period if not friendly, then we may have something to explore. If not … there are any number of men here that would love the opportunity. So it's up to you, your call Brian … what do you want?” He asked, stepping back to lock eyes with the taller man in silent challenge.
Brian hesitated a moment, his natural instinct to fight the ultimatum that had been laid down. He made the rules, set the stage … he was the one always in control and here this pup had the audacity to challenge him. As quickly as the thought came, it passed and he leaned in to speak directly into Kurt's ear.
“Rules are made to be broken Angel, especially when both parties have already agreed to do so. I want you …” Kurt shivered and became very aware of the the hard cock pressing into his hip “I want to taste you, and touch you, and make you scream. I want to fuck you while your boy blows you as mine fucks him. I want to fuck your mouth … I want to make this week one you will never forget. I don't want anyone touching either of you other than Justin and I. Agreed?”
Kurt's response was to grind his pelvis hard into Brian’s and tangling his fingers into Brian's hair, pull him onto a toe curling kiss. His tongue forced it's way into Brian's mouth with no preamble, no question, no hesitancy and dueled his. Kurt ran it along the back of Brian's teeth and over the roof of his mouth before sucking Brian's in quick, rhythmic patterns.
. . . .
Blaine kept glancing over to where Brian and Kurt were dancing as he and Justin moved to the music.
“So how do you think it's going over there?” he asked when Justin reached over to turn his face back to him with a gentle hand on his jaw.
Justin took a step closer, folding his arms across the back of Blaine's neck and slowly slipping a leg between Blaine's. Grinding into Blaine's hip he leaned into his ear and ran the tip of his tongue along the shell before whispering “Considering the two we are talking about it could be interesting. Kurt is very protective of you and he probably wants to be sure that everyone is on the same page.” he finished with a nip to Blaine's earlobe.
“And what page would that be?” Blaine said a bit hesitantly, some of his earlier bravado with Kurt gone now that he was there alone.
Justin chuckled under his breath as he leaned back to once again rest his forehead against Blaine's “God you remind me of me sometimes. If I'm not mistaken, I think that's the page that says I find you ridiculously hot and Brian wants to fuck Kurt and you want to suck me off. Or am I on the wrong page?”
Blaine let out a moan from deep within his chest and slid his hands from Justin's waist into the back pockets of his jeans, drawing the blond's hips tighter against his own.
“No that would definitely be the same page.” Blaine replied as he ground his hard cock against Justin's. “God I want you Justin, as much as it scares the hell out of me to say that, I want you.”
Justin ran his hand soothingly over Blaine's cheekbone, peppering his face with light kisses. “I promise I won't hurt you baby, you are too beautiful to ever want to hurt. Why are you scared?”
“Because it's only ever been Kurt and the fact that I want you this badly makes me wonder if I don't actually …” He cut himself off, unwilling to finish the statement.
“Blaine, baby listen to me. Anyone can see how you and Kurt feel about each other. If you and he are meant to be, nothing will change that, not even this. And … if it does, then you know that it's not what you thought it was sweetheart. But I don't see that happening. He loves you, we want you, there's a difference.”
Justin looked over to see Kurt pull into a deep kiss “Look baby” he said pointing the scene out to Blaine “What do you see?”
“Fuck they're hot!” Blaine exclaimed breathlessly, unconsciously grinding harder against Justin.
“So are you baby, so are you.” Justin replied, capturing Blaine's mouth in an equally breathtaking kiss.
. . . .
“What the fuck Emmett? Aren't you going to do anything?” Michael all but screeched as he saw Brian and Kurt break apart and start walking back to where Justin and Blaine were all but making out on the dance floor.
Emmett looked over at him and grabbed the brunette’s hand as he stood up “Actually yes I am Michael, I am going to take this gorgeous man into the back room and get a bit better acquainted. On the way I may stop to see if Kurt and Blaine are coming home tonight, though by the looks of it I doubt it.” He said with a smile “Now grab yourself another drink and fucking chill.”
. . . .
Blaine and Justin broke away from each other's lips when they felt their partners slot behind them on the dance floor.
Brian ground in tight against Justin, his cock pressing against his ass and leaned over his shoulder to wrap a hand around Blaine's neck. “You're a lucky man Hot Stuff.” He said as he tugged lightly on Blaine's curls.
Blaine moaned as he felt Kurt's hard on against him as Justin’s fingers dug into his hips. He almost came in his pants when Kurt's fingers traced Justin's lips before being drawn into that hot sweet mouth.
“You sure about this baby?” he heard Kurt whisper in his ear.
“Oh God Yes ...” he sighed, twisting his neck to meet Kurt's lips in a searing kiss while grinding his cock against Justin's as he was pulled even closer.