Pretend For Me (Glee fic) Chapter 5
Title: Pretend For Me (Chapter Five)
Author: Woodsgal
Fandom: Glee
Rating: M for smut.
Word Count: 1798
Disclaimer: I do not own Glee.
Spoilers: None this chap...it's pretty much just porn.
Summary: Kurt's sick of his boss hitting on him so he asks Finn to pretend to be his boyfriend. Future fic.
In the final chapter the boys have sex together for the first time.
Author's Notes: I saw this prompt on the Glee Kink meme and I couldn't resist it:
I was watching "I Now Pronounce You Chuck & Larry" and this idea came to my mind... Kurt ends up asking Finn to pretend to be his "boyfriend", I don't know why, do whatever you want anon... He says yes, because he wants to help his friend and all that.
So as the days pass, Finn falls in love with Kurt and wants to move forward with their relationship.
IDK I need some sexy times please :D
Okay this was the final chapter and my first attempt at smut, seriously. I apologise if it isn't any good which I don't think it is.
Ummmm I hope you enjoy this last part and thanks for reading and commenting.
Many thanks to adeina_rhyddha for betaing and for bugging me into finishing this smutty last part when I got lazy with it ha ha.
Hands pressed tightly into hips that with their slight plumpness could almost be a woman's. Almost. But Kurt was no woman, Finn could be certain of that as he pressed him against the wall, one leg in between the smaller male's pressing up against him and tearing a groan from soft pink lips. Desperate kisses were trailed down Kurt's neck as he tugged at the designer shirt that covered up what he wanted. Fingers fiddled with buttons, tugging and not caring if he tore the material though obviously Kurt did. Pale hands pushed him away, one hand remaining on the ex-footballer's chest. Blue-green eyes looked up from under thick, dark lashes as he tutted quietly.
“Not the shirt. I'll deal with this shall I,” Kurt commented lowly, smirking slightly as he stepped away from the taller male.
Part of him couldn't believe he was doing. Was this really happening? Finn had never shown any interest in him before yet here they were. Maybe they shouldn't be doing this, maybe they should just talk things out first. See if there would be anything to build on first but as he took one look at Finn his brain ceased to function properly. He was stood there, mouth hung slightly as he stared at Kurt with darkened eyes, his shirt and hair rumpled from from their previous activities and a rather visible bulge in his pants. His blood rushed downwards at the sight and he gulped as he took in the predatory way that the taller male's gaze followed him. He'd never felt so nervous before and he wasn't even really doing anything yet. Why was Finn the only one to make him feel like this, even after years of nothing but a simple friendship. It really was unfair.
With shaking hands he started to unbutton his shirt, keeping his head turned back to Finn and a coy smile on his face as he slowly let the white material slip down his shoulders, slowly bearing the tantalizingly pale skin. The soprano tipped his head to the side slightly as he watched his soon to be lover step forward, a small growl escaping him as Kurt stepped further backwards as he slipped the shirt off fully and folded it neatly on the sofa before he started to backwards towards his bedroom. The fucking tease. Finn tugged his own shirt off, kicking his shoes under the sofa and pulling his socks off before he started on his belt. It was being stubborn though and under his shaking fingers he just could not get it undone. It was taking him a lot longer then he would have liked.
He heard steps and he looked up from his belt to see Kurt leaning in his doorway, a sheet pulled around his small frame as he raised an eyebrow. This wasn't going as romantically as either of them would've liked.
“Need some help with that?” he asked, slowly stepping forwards as Finn nodded eagerly, he just wanted to get his damn pants off so he could get down to fucking Kurt already. That was the most important thing on his mind at that moment. He watched as Kurt dropped to his knees in front of him, the sheet not slipping at all as he settled himself and reached out to unbuckle the metal. His eyes traveled up Finn's chest, stopping when his eyes met Finn's before he finished with the belt and let it hand loose before he started on the buttons and the zip. He was taking it agonizingly slowly, fingers slipping under the waistband of pants before slowly starting to pull them down the taller male's hips. It was driving Finn half crazy. The pants eventually dropped to pool at his feet and Kurt slightly tipped his head to the side as he studied the bulge straining against the restricting material. He looked back up at Finn from under his eyelashes, a completely innocent image that was destroyed mere seconds later as he leaned forward, a devilish smirk crossing his lips before he...holy fuck, before he started to mouth at Finn through the material. Oh shit, mailman, mailman, mailman he thought desperately as he tried to calm himself. They had barely done anything, he couldn't lose it yet.
The boxers went next and Kurt's mouth was on him properly and fuck, he certainly knew what he was doing. Jealousy raged in him for a moment, thinking that Kurt had done this to other men. He'd known that before though, he could hardly have expected Kurt to remain celibate while he waited for him to make up his stupid mind and realise that he'd had the one he needed all along. Then Kurt did something amazing with his tongue and Finn promptly lost his train of thought. He bit back a groan as he felt a tongue sweep along the underside of his cock before Kurt pulled back off of him with an obscene pop, lips swollen red from their earlier make out session. Finn didn't think he'd ever seen anything sexier. He didn't think he could wait much longer and within seconds he picked Kurt up bridal style and was on his way towards the smaller brunet's room. He made it there in record time and dropped Kurt gently onto the bed who simply pulled him down with him before he gracefully slipped to his feet.
“Not just yet, I need to get ready first,” Kurt teased as Finn settled himself back into the pillows, raising an eyebrow and waving for Kurt to hurry up. He was getting a little impatient by now if he was honest.
Finn luckily had some idea what to do, he had experimented and had done some research back in college. He'd just wanted to give it ago but the few guy's he'd actually done it with he hadn't enjoyed having sex with. It was meaningless like when he'd lost his virginity to Santana. Back in college he'd regretted it, had just used that to reassure himself that he wasn't in fact gay but now he was glad he'd done it. At least he had some idea so he wouldn't hurt Kurt.
Right now Kurt looked fragile, like he could easily be broken, standing there with a white sheet draped around himself and pooling around his feet. As he slowly unwrapped the sheet from around himself, his smoldering blue-green eyes locked with Finn's for a moment before the soft cotton fell to the ground, revealing the slender, pale body that was usually covered up by designer clothes. Sitting up, Finn held out his hands for Kurt to take and slowly drew the smaller male back towards the bed, taking in the sight in front of him. Kurt was beautiful, flawless, pale apart from the flush of his cheeks and the red of his lips.
Pulling him onto the bed and on top of him Finn kissed Kurt again, deeply but slower than the rushed kisses of before. He took in the taste as he explored the mouth that he hoped would soon become very familiar to him. He reveled in the skin on skin contact as the smaller male settled on top of him and as their aching erections rubbed against each other they moaned, wanting more of that delicious friction. They ground against each other, the kisses becoming sloppy as Finn's hands found their way around the back of Kurt to squeeze at his ass gently. The smaller brunet gasped slightly and he rolled off Finn for a moment to dig about in his bedside drawer before pulling out a half empty bottle of lube and a condom and passed them to Finn with shaking hands,
“Hurry up,” he groaned. Ha, so Finn wasn't the only impatient one now. He dropped the condom beside him on the bed before he opened up the bottle, squeezing some onto his fingers before he rubbed his hands together to warm it up. Gently he pulled Kurt's legs up onto his shoulders as the smaller male raised his hips so Finn could get there, slowly and unsurely he reached out and ran one finger around the edge of the puckered hole before he slipped his finger inside of Kurt and started to twist it around. The soprano winced slightly, clamping down around the finger before he started to take deep breaths, forcing himself to relax as Finn started to stretch him out. One finger became two and two became three, twisting and stretching Kurt and if Finn crooked his fingers right he could hit that tender spot inside of him that him writhe and moan..
The condom was ripped open and Finn rolled it on carefully before he moved to enter Kurt. Slowly, carefully, pausing to make sure that Kurt was alright, that he was comfortable and he could carry on. And when he was fully sheathed inside of Kurt he couldn't help but marvel in the tight warmth that engulfed him, had to hold himself still to stop himself from pounding into Kurt and inadvertently hurting him. He didn't want to do that. So he sat and waited, hand wrapping around Kurt's dick, stroking him so he could feel the pleasure over the pain and pretty soon Kurt was nodding for Finn to go on.
The sex was rough, Finn thrusted into Kurt as if there was no tomorrow, hips colliding as Kurt raised his hips to meet his thrusts. Finn jerked Kurt off as they moved together and soon Kurt was coming. The tell tale clenching of his muscles brought Finn over the edge and they rode out their orgasms together.
Finn pulled out of Kurt as the brunet dropped his legs and after disposing of the condom they slipped under the cool sheets, Kurt wrapped in Finn's arms. He felt safe and loved and a hell of a lot better then he had in months. It was as they lay silently together, basking in their post-coital bliss that they'd both quite like to do this again sometime. In fact, they'd like to do this again quite often.
*****
It may seem strange to many that Finn had gone from a crush to a friend then to a pretend boyfriend and finally a real one but it made sense to Kurt. It had been one roller-coaster of a ride since high school and who'd have thought that all it took was one lecherous bastard to get them together.
Now exactly a year to the day of the party Finn and Kurt are still together, still very much happy and are of course spending their anniversary in bed.
What's to become of them nobody knows, all we can do is sit and hope that they'll remain happy.
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FIN
Previous Chapter
Author: Woodsgal
Fandom: Glee
Rating: M for smut.
Word Count: 1798
Disclaimer: I do not own Glee.
Spoilers: None this chap...it's pretty much just porn.
Summary: Kurt's sick of his boss hitting on him so he asks Finn to pretend to be his boyfriend. Future fic.
In the final chapter the boys have sex together for the first time.
Author's Notes: I saw this prompt on the Glee Kink meme and I couldn't resist it:
I was watching "I Now Pronounce You Chuck & Larry" and this idea came to my mind... Kurt ends up asking Finn to pretend to be his "boyfriend", I don't know why, do whatever you want anon... He says yes, because he wants to help his friend and all that.
So as the days pass, Finn falls in love with Kurt and wants to move forward with their relationship.
IDK I need some sexy times please :D
Okay this was the final chapter and my first attempt at smut, seriously. I apologise if it isn't any good which I don't think it is.
Ummmm I hope you enjoy this last part and thanks for reading and commenting.
Many thanks to adeina_rhyddha for betaing and for bugging me into finishing this smutty last part when I got lazy with it ha ha.
Hands pressed tightly into hips that with their slight plumpness could almost be a woman's. Almost. But Kurt was no woman, Finn could be certain of that as he pressed him against the wall, one leg in between the smaller male's pressing up against him and tearing a groan from soft pink lips. Desperate kisses were trailed down Kurt's neck as he tugged at the designer shirt that covered up what he wanted. Fingers fiddled with buttons, tugging and not caring if he tore the material though obviously Kurt did. Pale hands pushed him away, one hand remaining on the ex-footballer's chest. Blue-green eyes looked up from under thick, dark lashes as he tutted quietly.
“Not the shirt. I'll deal with this shall I,” Kurt commented lowly, smirking slightly as he stepped away from the taller male.
Part of him couldn't believe he was doing. Was this really happening? Finn had never shown any interest in him before yet here they were. Maybe they shouldn't be doing this, maybe they should just talk things out first. See if there would be anything to build on first but as he took one look at Finn his brain ceased to function properly. He was stood there, mouth hung slightly as he stared at Kurt with darkened eyes, his shirt and hair rumpled from from their previous activities and a rather visible bulge in his pants. His blood rushed downwards at the sight and he gulped as he took in the predatory way that the taller male's gaze followed him. He'd never felt so nervous before and he wasn't even really doing anything yet. Why was Finn the only one to make him feel like this, even after years of nothing but a simple friendship. It really was unfair.
With shaking hands he started to unbutton his shirt, keeping his head turned back to Finn and a coy smile on his face as he slowly let the white material slip down his shoulders, slowly bearing the tantalizingly pale skin. The soprano tipped his head to the side slightly as he watched his soon to be lover step forward, a small growl escaping him as Kurt stepped further backwards as he slipped the shirt off fully and folded it neatly on the sofa before he started to backwards towards his bedroom. The fucking tease. Finn tugged his own shirt off, kicking his shoes under the sofa and pulling his socks off before he started on his belt. It was being stubborn though and under his shaking fingers he just could not get it undone. It was taking him a lot longer then he would have liked.
He heard steps and he looked up from his belt to see Kurt leaning in his doorway, a sheet pulled around his small frame as he raised an eyebrow. This wasn't going as romantically as either of them would've liked.
“Need some help with that?” he asked, slowly stepping forwards as Finn nodded eagerly, he just wanted to get his damn pants off so he could get down to fucking Kurt already. That was the most important thing on his mind at that moment. He watched as Kurt dropped to his knees in front of him, the sheet not slipping at all as he settled himself and reached out to unbuckle the metal. His eyes traveled up Finn's chest, stopping when his eyes met Finn's before he finished with the belt and let it hand loose before he started on the buttons and the zip. He was taking it agonizingly slowly, fingers slipping under the waistband of pants before slowly starting to pull them down the taller male's hips. It was driving Finn half crazy. The pants eventually dropped to pool at his feet and Kurt slightly tipped his head to the side as he studied the bulge straining against the restricting material. He looked back up at Finn from under his eyelashes, a completely innocent image that was destroyed mere seconds later as he leaned forward, a devilish smirk crossing his lips before he...holy fuck, before he started to mouth at Finn through the material. Oh shit, mailman, mailman, mailman he thought desperately as he tried to calm himself. They had barely done anything, he couldn't lose it yet.
The boxers went next and Kurt's mouth was on him properly and fuck, he certainly knew what he was doing. Jealousy raged in him for a moment, thinking that Kurt had done this to other men. He'd known that before though, he could hardly have expected Kurt to remain celibate while he waited for him to make up his stupid mind and realise that he'd had the one he needed all along. Then Kurt did something amazing with his tongue and Finn promptly lost his train of thought. He bit back a groan as he felt a tongue sweep along the underside of his cock before Kurt pulled back off of him with an obscene pop, lips swollen red from their earlier make out session. Finn didn't think he'd ever seen anything sexier. He didn't think he could wait much longer and within seconds he picked Kurt up bridal style and was on his way towards the smaller brunet's room. He made it there in record time and dropped Kurt gently onto the bed who simply pulled him down with him before he gracefully slipped to his feet.
“Not just yet, I need to get ready first,” Kurt teased as Finn settled himself back into the pillows, raising an eyebrow and waving for Kurt to hurry up. He was getting a little impatient by now if he was honest.
Finn luckily had some idea what to do, he had experimented and had done some research back in college. He'd just wanted to give it ago but the few guy's he'd actually done it with he hadn't enjoyed having sex with. It was meaningless like when he'd lost his virginity to Santana. Back in college he'd regretted it, had just used that to reassure himself that he wasn't in fact gay but now he was glad he'd done it. At least he had some idea so he wouldn't hurt Kurt.
Right now Kurt looked fragile, like he could easily be broken, standing there with a white sheet draped around himself and pooling around his feet. As he slowly unwrapped the sheet from around himself, his smoldering blue-green eyes locked with Finn's for a moment before the soft cotton fell to the ground, revealing the slender, pale body that was usually covered up by designer clothes. Sitting up, Finn held out his hands for Kurt to take and slowly drew the smaller male back towards the bed, taking in the sight in front of him. Kurt was beautiful, flawless, pale apart from the flush of his cheeks and the red of his lips.
Pulling him onto the bed and on top of him Finn kissed Kurt again, deeply but slower than the rushed kisses of before. He took in the taste as he explored the mouth that he hoped would soon become very familiar to him. He reveled in the skin on skin contact as the smaller male settled on top of him and as their aching erections rubbed against each other they moaned, wanting more of that delicious friction. They ground against each other, the kisses becoming sloppy as Finn's hands found their way around the back of Kurt to squeeze at his ass gently. The smaller brunet gasped slightly and he rolled off Finn for a moment to dig about in his bedside drawer before pulling out a half empty bottle of lube and a condom and passed them to Finn with shaking hands,
“Hurry up,” he groaned. Ha, so Finn wasn't the only impatient one now. He dropped the condom beside him on the bed before he opened up the bottle, squeezing some onto his fingers before he rubbed his hands together to warm it up. Gently he pulled Kurt's legs up onto his shoulders as the smaller male raised his hips so Finn could get there, slowly and unsurely he reached out and ran one finger around the edge of the puckered hole before he slipped his finger inside of Kurt and started to twist it around. The soprano winced slightly, clamping down around the finger before he started to take deep breaths, forcing himself to relax as Finn started to stretch him out. One finger became two and two became three, twisting and stretching Kurt and if Finn crooked his fingers right he could hit that tender spot inside of him that him writhe and moan..
The condom was ripped open and Finn rolled it on carefully before he moved to enter Kurt. Slowly, carefully, pausing to make sure that Kurt was alright, that he was comfortable and he could carry on. And when he was fully sheathed inside of Kurt he couldn't help but marvel in the tight warmth that engulfed him, had to hold himself still to stop himself from pounding into Kurt and inadvertently hurting him. He didn't want to do that. So he sat and waited, hand wrapping around Kurt's dick, stroking him so he could feel the pleasure over the pain and pretty soon Kurt was nodding for Finn to go on.
The sex was rough, Finn thrusted into Kurt as if there was no tomorrow, hips colliding as Kurt raised his hips to meet his thrusts. Finn jerked Kurt off as they moved together and soon Kurt was coming. The tell tale clenching of his muscles brought Finn over the edge and they rode out their orgasms together.
Finn pulled out of Kurt as the brunet dropped his legs and after disposing of the condom they slipped under the cool sheets, Kurt wrapped in Finn's arms. He felt safe and loved and a hell of a lot better then he had in months. It was as they lay silently together, basking in their post-coital bliss that they'd both quite like to do this again sometime. In fact, they'd like to do this again quite often.
*****
It may seem strange to many that Finn had gone from a crush to a friend then to a pretend boyfriend and finally a real one but it made sense to Kurt. It had been one roller-coaster of a ride since high school and who'd have thought that all it took was one lecherous bastard to get them together.
Now exactly a year to the day of the party Finn and Kurt are still together, still very much happy and are of course spending their anniversary in bed.
What's to become of them nobody knows, all we can do is sit and hope that they'll remain happy.
____________
FIN
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