Finding Freedom in Twos - Chapter 3
Title: Finding Freedom in Twos
Summary: In the Aftermath of "The First Time" Sebastian takes care of Kurt with the help of Brittany and Santana. They decide to help Kurt along with deciding to break up with Blaine. At the same time Sebastian tries to show Kurt that he is desirable.
Rating: M
Genre: Angst, Hurt/Comfort
Warnings: Abusive relationship, attempted non-con, Blaine as the bad-guy
Other Pairings: Klaine at the beginning
Beta: shadowwanderer (my sister)
Artist: Alexbly
Word-count: 22 380
A/N: Huge thanks to my sister, who jumped in to beta-read for me, when none of the betas who signed up here, who I wrote, answered the messages I sent to them. Also, kudos, hugs and thanks to Alexbly for the wonderful art. ^^
Chapter One | Chapter Two | Chapter Three Part 1 | Chapter Three Part 2 | Chapter Four | Chapter Five | Chapter Six | Epilogue
Chapter Three Part 1
Kurt looked around and was grateful to see that Dave had already gone. Then he remembered that he hadn’t seen him there anymore when he’d been leading Blaine outside. Kurt was almost certain that, if he’d passed them, Dave would have interceded on his behalf. At least, he thought he would have.
Sebastian dragged Kurt onto the dance floor and whispered into his ear, “Just follow my lead. You’ll see, everyone’s eyes will be on us soon.”
“They’ll be watching you, not me.”
“Okay, then I’ll get you started out and go grab a drink. You’ll see: no one will be looking away. Now, let’s start with you moving those hips of yours, okay?” He situated himself behind Kurt and placed his hands on Kurt’s hips, who blushed furiously and awkwardly tried to move his hips. “Smoother, Kurt. Ignore me, just listen to the music. Just swish them back and forth. I’m sure you can do that; or are you really that incompetent as a dancer?” he challenged.
“I can do this,” Kurt hissed back, as he tried to ignore the heat from Sebastian’s hands. He swished his hips, letting out a squeak of surprise when his ass met with Sebastian’s crotch. He hadn’t realized that Sebastian was standing that close.
Sebastian instructed him, “Don’t stop. You want to let all the men around here think about what you could do with those hips in bed. You want to keep them imagining and they’ll be so turned on just from watching you. Just think about how much power that gives you over them. They’ll want you, but you can say no. You get to choose if they get off or not.”
Kurt nodded and tried to sink into the music again. He was hyperaware of Sebastian this time, though. He swiveled his hips in time with the music and let his ass brush and occasionally rub against Sebastian’s groin. Just when he was really getting into the music, Kurt noticed that the room had started to grow hotter and Sebastian was firmer against him. Sebastian turned him around and showed him a new move, slowly dropping to a crouch, before rising again, rubbing against Kurt all the while and gyrating his hips.
Kurt’s breath caught and he felt slightly dizzy as the blood rushed southwards. He couldn’t think anymore. He was caught up in the music and Sebastian. He tried to imitate the move and found himself pausing for a second on the level of Sebastian’s crotch. He didn’t understand why, but it was as if all his senses were drawn to it. He fought back against it, though, and continued to slowly rise. His breath caught as his crotch brushed against Sebastian’s.
Sebastian grabbed Kurt’s hand and pressed it palm-first to touch his crotch. Kurt pulled it away, as if he’d been burned, but Sebastian pressed it back again. “You feel that, Kurt? I’m hard. For you. Look around you at all the men staring at you. And it’s all your doing, because I’ve hardly been moving at all.”
Kurt opened the eyes he hadn’t realized he’d closed and looked around. Indeed, there were a few men trying to catch his eye and others who were just watching the two of them hungrily.
Sebastian whispered, “Wanna give them even more of a show and let me kiss you?”
Kurt’s eyes widened and he shook his head. “This… I’m not… but Blaine…” he stuttered.
Sebastian’s eyes narrowed. “You’re still worried about Blaine after what he did to you tonight?”
“But he’s my boyfriend… and I still love him…”
“Okay, Kurt. I promise to show you how much of a douche he is. I’ll help you fall out of love with him. Believe me, sooner or later he’s going to cheat on you.”
“No, he won’t. He loves me.”
“From what I’ve heard and seen of his character, he’d a narcissist. Add that to being a hot-blooded gay teenager and you have the type who literally can’t stay loyal.”
“I’m gay, too.”
“And so am I. But it’s a matter of fact that most gay relationships either end up in an open relationship or in cheating. Personally, if I were to ever be in a relationship, which I never will be, I’d prefer an open relationship.”
“I don’t want that, though. I get jealous. I want to be the only one.”
“Understandable, but unrealistic.”
“Rachel’s dads are still together after several decades and they are monogamous.”
“The exception proves the rule, honey.”
“Don’t call me honey.”
“I won’t call you honey, if you kiss me. Let me show you how a real kiss should be. Not the sweet vanilla kisses I’m sure you share with Blaine.”
Kurt bit his lip, looking up at Sebastian through his eyelashes.
Sebastian groaned, “Oh, honey, you have no idea just how sexy you are when you do that - acting all coy and innocent.”
At that moment something switched inside of Kurt. He was here with a teenager who found him sexy. Maybe he should see how far this went: see how much experience did make a difference. But he still wouldn’t let anything happen. The slightest hint of a smirk appeared on his lips as he continued to look through his eyelashes. “Oh, really? I’m sexy?”
“Hell, yeah. So, can I kiss you, Kurt?”
A thousand reasons ran through his head about why he should say no. He almost opened his mouth to say it, as well, but then the memory from earlier that night came to the forefront of his mind; the impulse to just give in that he’d felt just minutes earlier. Not trusting his voice, Kurt simply nodded.
Sebastian tilted Kurt’s head up to look at him. “This is your last chance to back out, Kurt. May I kiss you?”
Kurt cleared his throat and tried to swallow the lump in his throat. His voice was just barely louder than the music surrounding them. “Yes. Kiss me.”
Sebastian leaned in, closing the distance between them. They continued to dance until the moment their lips met. Kurt felt Sebastian’s tongue brush against his lips almost instantly and let it inside. For a moment, Kurt forgot to breathe through his nose, as Sebastian slowly mapped out his mouth. It was slick with saliva, but he knew just how much pressure to use and how slow to go. It sent Kurt’s mind reeling. He felt like he was burning up and melting at the same time. His whole body tingled. He tried to move in closer; Sebastian’s hands moved from Kurt’s hips to his butt, pulling him close, as well.
Kurt hadn’t known that a kiss could feel like this. The kisses he’d shared with Blaine had been so tame in comparison. Most of the blood that had been heading to the rest of his body returned to his erection. He hadn’t noticed before, but it was slightly comforting being held by someone taller than he was and this was an embrace… well, at least sort of. Sebastian started dancing, grinding against him again. Kurt saw stars and felt something growing inside.
“Wanky.” A voice cut in. Kurt blinked and looked over at Santana, who was watching them along with Brittany, who was fanning herself.
Brittany asked, “Can we go home, Tana? And take them with us? Watching them makes me wet down there.”
Kurt blushed and pulled away. He’d completely forgotten about Santana and Brittany.
Santana told Brittany, “No, Brit-Brit. We can’t. However, I did catch it on film. So now Kurt will either have to end it with the hobbit or I’ll end it for him.”
Kurt’s eyes grew horrified, “No, Tana, you can’t! Please!”
Sebastian put an arm around Kurt’s shoulder. “Let him do it on his own, girl. You can’t force him. We’ll just have to work on proving to him how big of an ass Anderson really is. Today, we just showed him that he can find someone else. Next, we have to show him that the guy he’s in love with isn’t the real person. Finally, we’ll help him fall out of love and get over him. That’s our plan of attack.”
Kurt commented, “You know, I’m right here. I can hear everything you’re talking about.”
Sebastian shrugged, “Yeah, so?”
“So, shouldn’t you be planning this where I can’t hear you?”
“Why should I? You should know why I’m going to be nasty to you in Blaine’s presence, why I’m going to be acting like I’m going after Blaine. I know that I’m not a good guy. I’m a slut, an asshole and a bastard.”
Kurt smiled slightly. “You forgot meerkat and criminal chipmunk.”
Sebastian rolled his eyes. “Yes, those too. But I’m honest and upfront about it. If there’s one thing I absolutely despise, it is lies. Omission - no problem. But I hate lies. And forcing yourself on someone. There are more than enough people that are desperate enough or accept money. If worse comes to worst, you’ve always got your right or left hand. You don’t have to force someone in order to get off. It’s not even as if it would be Blaine’s first time, anyways.”
Kurt’s eyes narrowed, “What?”
Sebastian asked, “You didn’t know? He’s the ex of both Thad and Trent, from what I’ve heard. They still worship the ground he walks on. A few non-Warblers I’ve talked to, though, told me he was a pretty good bottom, but a lousy top. But, according to them, the guy would spread his legs for almost anyone who was interested. Not that it made him a better lay or anything. Too selfish in bed. That’s why none of them, except for the Warblers I mentioned, came back for seconds.”
Kurt shook his head. “That can’t be. I… he… he’d have told me. Wouldn’t he have? He knows how much my first times mean to me.” As he stared at Sebastian’s unmoving face, he shook his head in denial. “No, no, no. There has to be some mistake. You must have heard something wrong - understood something wrong. There’s no way… He wouldn’t lie to me. I’m sure he wouldn’t.”
“You continue not putting out and we’ll see how long it takes for him to come to me to get off, Kurt. Believe me, it won’t be long. I’ll record it and show it to you as proof.”
“He won’t cheat on me! He loves me! He didn’t cheat on me before when we were at different schools; he won’t now either.”
“How do you know?”
“What?”
“How do you know that he hasn’t cheated on you? How do you know that he won’t?”
“Because… because…”
“We don’t have any proof. I didn’t hear about it directly from Thad or Trent that they had something with him. I heard that from some of my fellow Lacrosse teammates. Why do you refuse to see the truth?”
“Because I love him. I can’t imagine him doing something like that to me.”
“So you continue to give him power over you: the power to cripple you in moments; to leave you with nothing. You surrender your control to him. If he tops and is crappy at it, you’ll think that it was his first time. When he bottoms for the first time with you and he takes it like the slut he is, he’ll tell you that he likes that so much better and will convince you to always do it that way. You’ll let him control you like a weak-willed person. In the end, you’ll have no more control over yourself than a drug addict. You’ll follow him around like a little puppy, refusing to see what’s right in front of you and that you’re in an abusive relationship! You’ll…”
“Stop!” Kurt yelled. “Please, please stop. If you were ever in love, you’d understand. I just… I can’t do without him. He’s my world.”
“He’s your drug. And you have to get another fix, so you’ll be just like Thad and Trent when he finally leaves you. Anything to get some attention. Anything for some acknowledgement. What are you planning on doing with your life?”
“I told you. I want to study musical theater at NYADA.”
“And if Blaine threatens to break up with you if you do that? Will you still?”
“He wouldn’t!”
“What if he does? What would you choose? Would you choose your dream or would you follow him wherever he goes? Wherever he takes you to?”
“No! Of course not!”
“Then why are you letting him sabotage your chances of getting in?”
Santana chimed in, “Like stealing Tony or getting all the solos.”
Brittany added, “I really don’t like him anymore… I like this dolphin better.”
Sebastian sniffed, “I don’t do relationships. They’re just going to die sooner or later, so why bother? Humans are selfish; they can’t really handle being in a relationship. Loving unconditionally - hah! That’s what parents are supposed to do. And yet, let’s look at all the children that are victims of domestic physical and sexual abuse; the children and teenagers who are kicked out because they’re gay or pregnant. Humans only think about themselves.”
“That is not true!” Kurt interjected. “My father loves me and will always love me - no matter what I do. There’s good people in the world!”
“Yeah, and they’re one in a million. I’ve yet to meet one myself.”
“You have one right in front of you!”
Sebastian opened his mouth to retort, but then paused and thought about it for a moment. “True, you’d have to be a saint to deal with your boyfriend. It must run in the family, then. You still try to believe the best in Blaine, to spite all we’ve said about him. You, Kurt, are a much better man than he deserves and I’ll prove it to you. You’re the true victim here. I’ll take those rose glasses off of you and smash them to pieces so you can see the real world.”
“I just want to love someone and be loved in return. Is that too much to ask for?”
“No, it isn’t. And you’ll find it. Just not with Blaine. Do you trust me?”
Kurt hesitated before nodding his head. “I don’t have any choice, do I?”
“You’ll always have a choice around me, Kurt. My freedom is something I won’t sacrifice, so I won’t ask that of you either.”
“Thank you.” Kurt smiled and softly kissed him, chasing that feeling from earlier; the feeling that was missing when he kissed Blaine.
“Don’t end it with him for our sake. End it for your own sake.”
“I promised Santana and Brittany that I would think about it. I’m still not sure what to do. I mean, I get what you’re saying. My mind follows you, but my heart refuses to believe. I still love him more than anything other than my father.”
“Then think about it this way: what would your father want you to do?”
“He’d want me to leave Blaine. But he’d also like me to wait until I’m about thirty or so to have sex the first time. I mean, sure, I might not be in any hurry, but still.”
“Yeah, not quite realistic. If you wanted and promised not to be a clingy mess, I’d totally sleep with you, you know.”
Kurt shook his head. “No. I can’t. I love Blaine. I…”
“What does it feel like when you kiss him? The two of us, we have chemistry. What do you have with Blaine?”
“Love. Feelings.”
“And you’re so sure they’re reciprocated? After all we’ve told you tonight? Are you sure you want to give him your first time?”
“No… but…”
“Then give it to someone who will take care of you, make you feel like you’re the top of the world. Give it to someone who’s got a track record of being good in the sack.”
“So I can pick up a thousand STDs?”
“Hey, I’ll have you know that I always use protection - even for oral. That’s what flavored condoms are good for, after all.”
Kurt squeaked and hid his face in the crook of Sebastian’s neck. “TMI! TMI!”
“But, with you, I could go without, because you’re untouched.”
“But…”
“Just in case, I regularly have check-ups. I’m clean. And I’ve never heard anyone complain about my talents.”
“Maybe that’s because you never stick around long enough afterwards to find out.”
“Now that’s the little spitfire I was missing.”
“What?” Kurt queried as he cocked his head to the side.
“Your sharp tongue is one of the first things I noticed about you. It’s a serious turn-on for me. I like guys who are feisty and sassy.”
“Then why go after Blaine?”
“Because he’s easy and, no matter how big of a turn-on guys like you are for me, you’re so much more difficult to get in bed. Add to that that you’re a relationship-type and it’s way too much work unless you agree to it, knowing from the get-go that it’s just to get off.”
“I’d never.”
“And that’s why we’d never get anywhere. Because, I just don’t do relationships.”
“Aren’t you missing out on something because of that? Knowing you’re loved and that someone cares about you… that’s an amazing feeling. Maybe you should try it - just once.”
“What, and open myself up to being hurt? No thank you. I’d prefer to keep myself out of that mess called love.”
“Have you ever been in love?”
“I… I don’t really know.”
“How…?”
“I told you about my family. No one was really all that big on love. I’m not sure I’d know love, even if it hit me in the face.”
“That’s so sad. Come to my place sometime. I’ll show you what love can be like.”
“I think I’ll pass. I don’t need entanglements like that.”
Kurt swatted his head. “Not like that, silly. I want you to see my father and my step-mother interact. See how it can be like. Maybe then you’ll understand why I can’t leave Blaine.”
Part II