Space Oddity (fanfiction-Glee)
Title: Space Oddity
Author: slash4femme
Fandom: Glee
Pairing/Category: Artie/Kurt
Rating: NC-17
Warning: teen sexual tension, kissing, making out, and teen sex.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters, I do not make money off of doing this. The only thing I'm getting out of this is pure unadulterated creative enjoyment and less hours for me to spend doing my real work.
Summary: Going to the Glee Club Halloween party had been a bad idea so they go to Artie's house instead.
Author Note: Happy Halloween everyone! Just also note that I am a huge Star Trek fan and therefore poke only the gentlest of fun. Unbeta'd, sorry guys
They had gone to the Glee Club Halloween party. Which turned out to be just as big a mistake as Artie had thought it would be. He went as a 80s glam rocker and Kurt had gone in drag even though Artie had begged him not to. It had turned into another case of Will trying too hard and Rachel mooning over Finn and Quinn sulking about it and after about twenty minutes both Artie and Kurt had the good sense to take off.
“My house,” Artie says as soon as they’re in Kurt’s car, “My parents are out of town.”
They drive to Artie’s house in silence and when they get there Artie unlocks the door and lets them both in. Once inside though Kurt has to stop and stare; there’s just nothing else to do. Artie’s house looks like every other working class house in Ohio except for the fact that it’s filled from floor to ceiling with Star Trek memorabilia.
“Yeah.” Artie heads straight through to the living room “I know.”
“and when you say your parents are out of town . . . ?”
“they’re at a convention,” Artie confirms, his tone of voice saying he explained this a lot. “They met at a Star Trek convention. My Mom always says it’s like having their honeymoon all over again whenever they go to one.”
Kurt comes up behind him and cautiously sits on the couch, and Artie scrubs a hand across his face before pulling it away and wrinkling his nose. “We should really take a shower, get all this makeup off.”
“He looks up at Kurt who’s sitting there in his skin-tight girl jeans, tiny t-shirt riding up enough to show a small strip of very pale skin that Artie has been trying not to stare at since Kurt picked him up earlier that evening. He blushes and ducks his head “I didn’t mean . . . ”
“No.” Kurt folds his hand primly in his lap, “I think you’re right.”
“They’re eyes lock and Kurt stands to move in front of Artie, settling into his lap, winding his arms around Artie’s neck and Artie finally lets his hands to go Kurt’s slim waist and trail his finger along that little strip of bare skin. Kurt kisses him, and Artie opens his mouth tilting his head to the side so he doesn’t catch Kurt on his glasses. Their tongues slide together and Kurt’s hand rises to cradle the side of Artie’s face and when they pull apart their both panting.
“Have I ever told you how sexy you look in black leather?” Kurt finally says his voice high and breathless and Artie blushes even more. They stare at each other and then kiss again and Kurt’s lips taste like cheep lipstick and the inside of his mouth tastes like apple cider and he leans into Artie, makes small needy noises against Artie’s lips. “I thought we were going to do this in the shower?” Kurt asks and Artie leans forward, kissing a line from behind Kurt’s ear down his throat, making Kurt gasp and squirm against Artie.
“It’s ok?” Artie asks between kisses, down the to the neckline of the girl’s t-shirt Kurt’s wearing.
“God yes, don’t stop.” Kurt’s voice as gone even higher and Artie grins.
He nudges Kurt and with a groan Kurt gets off Artie’s lap and Artie leads the way out of the living room and down the hall. The bathroom doesn’t seem to have too much Star Trek stuff in it Kurt is relieved to see. Artie turns the water on then turns back to Kurt looking a little nervous, he adjusts his glasses, then adjusts them again.
“Are you sure you want to do this because if you don’t it’s ok.” For a moment they look at each other and then Kurt leans forward and kisses Artie gently.
“I’m sure. I want this.”
Artie pulls away looking very serious and nods then begins to struggle out of his clothes dropping them onto the bathroom floor. Kurt watches him while he starts striping off his own costume but he doesn’t offer to help. Artie gets undressed just fine then manages to haul himself out of his chair and onto the shower chair in the shower stall squinting a little against the water. Kurt takes a deep breath and pulls off his underwear feeling suddenly very nervous now that he’s naked. He gets into the shower and pulls the door closed. Artie looks up at him looking just as nervous and Kurt can’t help but smile slightly at the cute way Artie squints without his glasses. He leans down and kisses Artie again liking the way it feels to tangle his fingers in Artie’s wet hair, or lick the inside of his mouth. Artie’s hands circle Kurt’s waists and it feels incredible and Kurt lets one hand travel down touching Artie’s chest, stroking back and forth across it, and Artie pulls him forward, and then kisses along Kurt’s chest making him gasp and shake.
“Does it feel good?” Artie asks looking up at him again and Kurt touches the skin underneath Artie’s eyes where the black eyeliner is running down his face and nods. Artie leans forward and kisses Kurt’s stomach, kisses around his navel and Kurt presses up against Artie.
“Yes.” Kurt manages to get out “yes it feels amazing.”
Artie grins squinting up at him nearsightedly and Kurt kisses him and then drops to his knees on the hard shower floor. Artie’s half hard, when Kurt wraps his hand around Artie’s cock the other man gasps and thrust into Kurt’s hand becoming fully erect as Kurt strokes and squeezes him awkwardly. It’s a little weird but really, really hot and any lingering doubts Kurt might have had about his sexuality have long since vanished. He bends his head a little licks at the tip of Artie’s cock Artie’s body goes completely still and Kurt looks up concerned and Artie looks down at him, eyes wide and hands white knuckled on the handles of the shower chair.
“Ok?”
Artie takes a deep, deep breath “Yeah.”
Kurt only smiles and lowers his head again and sucks the tip into his mouth and he thought it would be easy but it’s remarkably hard, and he only gets a little of Artie’s cock into his mouth before he’s gagging and he has to pull away and try again and Artie’s hand strokes his neck lightly and then clamps back onto the chair. Kurt takes a little back into his mouth, not pushing this time and sucks hard, concentrating on breathing through is nose, not using his teeth, and he’s having a hard time breathing, and he knows he drooling, but he doesn’t really care because this is amazing and he’s been thinking about this and wanting it since he first met Artie. Artie’s breath is coming harsh and ragged, and his eyes are screwed shut, and Kurt wraps his hand around most of Artie’s cock that he can’t take into his mouth and squeezes gently and Artie makes a strangled sobbing noise and comes. Kurt tries to swallow and starts gagging and coughing instead. He sits back on the shower floor and cough and when he looks up Artie’s watching him with concern.
“Was it good?” Kurt asks wiping his hand cross his mouth coming back with little smears of lipstick and semen.
“How am I supposed to know, it was my first time too.” The corners of Artie’s mouth turn up into a smile and he reaches out for Kurt’s hand and pulls him up. “It was amazing babe.”
He pulls Kurt forward and they kiss and Artie strokes his hand through Kurt’s wet hair, then looks down at Kurt who’s still hard.
“Let’s see.” Artie studies Kurt’s cock and the angles he’s provided with, sitting down in the shower chair. “If only you were a little taller.”
Kurt swats him gently on the shoulder, and Artie reaches forward wraps one hand around Kurt’s erection and Kurt gasps pushing into Artie’s hand. The angle is awkward and it’s even more awkward because Artie’s never done this before to someone who isn’t him and he tries to duplicate what he likes. Kurt’s eyes close and he thrusts forward against Artie and Artie squeezes a little harder by mistake and Kurt’s eyes fly open, he groans thrusts forward harder and Artie takes the hint and speeds up his movements, squeezing harder then he’d like. Kurt is making tiny gasping, panting, moaning noises that make Artie blush bright red and it’s just amazing. Kurt leans against him and Artie kisses Kurt on the stomach and twists his wrist and Kurt comes hot across Artie’s hand. They stare at each other for a few long minutes both trying to catch their breath and Kurt reaches forward finally and wipes away a little bit of black eyeliner still streaked across Artie’s cheek.
Artie turns off the water and Kurt gets them both towels and Artie wraps the towel around himself and manages to haul his body back into his chair and Kurt picks up his costume and goes down the hall to Artie’s bedroom and Artie tries not to think about how hot Kurt is dressed only in a towel going through Artie’s clothes. Kurt hands Artie some clean clothes and Artie waves at him.
“If you want to wear some of mine go right ahead.”
“Thanks, actually I have some of mine own clothes in my car and I really shouldn’t wear your clothes home tonight.”
“Yeah.” Artie ducks his head, “Ok, got it. You stay here I’ll get them.”
He struggles into his own clothes which takes him a while. He’s incredibly grateful that Kurt doesn’t comment or ask to help him, only sits on Artie’s bed looking incredibly appealing and flips through Artie’s books of sheet music, reminding Artie why he’s in love with this man.
When Artie’s dressed Kurt roots around in his costume jeans and throws Artie his car keys.
“Ok just wait here for a minute.” Artie pushes himself out of his room and down the hall back outside to Kurt’s car where he grabs Kurt’s bag and heads back inside.
Kurt meets him in the doorway of Artie’s room. “Thanks” He bends forward and gives Artie a kisses.
“No problem.” Artie ducks his head, “I’ll . . .I’ll get us some soda and you change.”
Kurt nods and Artie pushes himself down the hall through the living room. Two out of three of the cross-stitched pillow covers of Spock, Kirk and McCoy grin at him from the couch. Artie sticks his tongue out at them and heads for the kitchen to get those sodas.
Author: slash4femme
Fandom: Glee
Pairing/Category: Artie/Kurt
Rating: NC-17
Warning: teen sexual tension, kissing, making out, and teen sex.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters, I do not make money off of doing this. The only thing I'm getting out of this is pure unadulterated creative enjoyment and less hours for me to spend doing my real work.
Summary: Going to the Glee Club Halloween party had been a bad idea so they go to Artie's house instead.
Author Note: Happy Halloween everyone! Just also note that I am a huge Star Trek fan and therefore poke only the gentlest of fun. Unbeta'd, sorry guys
They had gone to the Glee Club Halloween party. Which turned out to be just as big a mistake as Artie had thought it would be. He went as a 80s glam rocker and Kurt had gone in drag even though Artie had begged him not to. It had turned into another case of Will trying too hard and Rachel mooning over Finn and Quinn sulking about it and after about twenty minutes both Artie and Kurt had the good sense to take off.
“My house,” Artie says as soon as they’re in Kurt’s car, “My parents are out of town.”
They drive to Artie’s house in silence and when they get there Artie unlocks the door and lets them both in. Once inside though Kurt has to stop and stare; there’s just nothing else to do. Artie’s house looks like every other working class house in Ohio except for the fact that it’s filled from floor to ceiling with Star Trek memorabilia.
“Yeah.” Artie heads straight through to the living room “I know.”
“and when you say your parents are out of town . . . ?”
“they’re at a convention,” Artie confirms, his tone of voice saying he explained this a lot. “They met at a Star Trek convention. My Mom always says it’s like having their honeymoon all over again whenever they go to one.”
Kurt comes up behind him and cautiously sits on the couch, and Artie scrubs a hand across his face before pulling it away and wrinkling his nose. “We should really take a shower, get all this makeup off.”
“He looks up at Kurt who’s sitting there in his skin-tight girl jeans, tiny t-shirt riding up enough to show a small strip of very pale skin that Artie has been trying not to stare at since Kurt picked him up earlier that evening. He blushes and ducks his head “I didn’t mean . . . ”
“No.” Kurt folds his hand primly in his lap, “I think you’re right.”
“They’re eyes lock and Kurt stands to move in front of Artie, settling into his lap, winding his arms around Artie’s neck and Artie finally lets his hands to go Kurt’s slim waist and trail his finger along that little strip of bare skin. Kurt kisses him, and Artie opens his mouth tilting his head to the side so he doesn’t catch Kurt on his glasses. Their tongues slide together and Kurt’s hand rises to cradle the side of Artie’s face and when they pull apart their both panting.
“Have I ever told you how sexy you look in black leather?” Kurt finally says his voice high and breathless and Artie blushes even more. They stare at each other and then kiss again and Kurt’s lips taste like cheep lipstick and the inside of his mouth tastes like apple cider and he leans into Artie, makes small needy noises against Artie’s lips. “I thought we were going to do this in the shower?” Kurt asks and Artie leans forward, kissing a line from behind Kurt’s ear down his throat, making Kurt gasp and squirm against Artie.
“It’s ok?” Artie asks between kisses, down the to the neckline of the girl’s t-shirt Kurt’s wearing.
“God yes, don’t stop.” Kurt’s voice as gone even higher and Artie grins.
He nudges Kurt and with a groan Kurt gets off Artie’s lap and Artie leads the way out of the living room and down the hall. The bathroom doesn’t seem to have too much Star Trek stuff in it Kurt is relieved to see. Artie turns the water on then turns back to Kurt looking a little nervous, he adjusts his glasses, then adjusts them again.
“Are you sure you want to do this because if you don’t it’s ok.” For a moment they look at each other and then Kurt leans forward and kisses Artie gently.
“I’m sure. I want this.”
Artie pulls away looking very serious and nods then begins to struggle out of his clothes dropping them onto the bathroom floor. Kurt watches him while he starts striping off his own costume but he doesn’t offer to help. Artie gets undressed just fine then manages to haul himself out of his chair and onto the shower chair in the shower stall squinting a little against the water. Kurt takes a deep breath and pulls off his underwear feeling suddenly very nervous now that he’s naked. He gets into the shower and pulls the door closed. Artie looks up at him looking just as nervous and Kurt can’t help but smile slightly at the cute way Artie squints without his glasses. He leans down and kisses Artie again liking the way it feels to tangle his fingers in Artie’s wet hair, or lick the inside of his mouth. Artie’s hands circle Kurt’s waists and it feels incredible and Kurt lets one hand travel down touching Artie’s chest, stroking back and forth across it, and Artie pulls him forward, and then kisses along Kurt’s chest making him gasp and shake.
“Does it feel good?” Artie asks looking up at him again and Kurt touches the skin underneath Artie’s eyes where the black eyeliner is running down his face and nods. Artie leans forward and kisses Kurt’s stomach, kisses around his navel and Kurt presses up against Artie.
“Yes.” Kurt manages to get out “yes it feels amazing.”
Artie grins squinting up at him nearsightedly and Kurt kisses him and then drops to his knees on the hard shower floor. Artie’s half hard, when Kurt wraps his hand around Artie’s cock the other man gasps and thrust into Kurt’s hand becoming fully erect as Kurt strokes and squeezes him awkwardly. It’s a little weird but really, really hot and any lingering doubts Kurt might have had about his sexuality have long since vanished. He bends his head a little licks at the tip of Artie’s cock Artie’s body goes completely still and Kurt looks up concerned and Artie looks down at him, eyes wide and hands white knuckled on the handles of the shower chair.
“Ok?”
Artie takes a deep, deep breath “Yeah.”
Kurt only smiles and lowers his head again and sucks the tip into his mouth and he thought it would be easy but it’s remarkably hard, and he only gets a little of Artie’s cock into his mouth before he’s gagging and he has to pull away and try again and Artie’s hand strokes his neck lightly and then clamps back onto the chair. Kurt takes a little back into his mouth, not pushing this time and sucks hard, concentrating on breathing through is nose, not using his teeth, and he’s having a hard time breathing, and he knows he drooling, but he doesn’t really care because this is amazing and he’s been thinking about this and wanting it since he first met Artie. Artie’s breath is coming harsh and ragged, and his eyes are screwed shut, and Kurt wraps his hand around most of Artie’s cock that he can’t take into his mouth and squeezes gently and Artie makes a strangled sobbing noise and comes. Kurt tries to swallow and starts gagging and coughing instead. He sits back on the shower floor and cough and when he looks up Artie’s watching him with concern.
“Was it good?” Kurt asks wiping his hand cross his mouth coming back with little smears of lipstick and semen.
“How am I supposed to know, it was my first time too.” The corners of Artie’s mouth turn up into a smile and he reaches out for Kurt’s hand and pulls him up. “It was amazing babe.”
He pulls Kurt forward and they kiss and Artie strokes his hand through Kurt’s wet hair, then looks down at Kurt who’s still hard.
“Let’s see.” Artie studies Kurt’s cock and the angles he’s provided with, sitting down in the shower chair. “If only you were a little taller.”
Kurt swats him gently on the shoulder, and Artie reaches forward wraps one hand around Kurt’s erection and Kurt gasps pushing into Artie’s hand. The angle is awkward and it’s even more awkward because Artie’s never done this before to someone who isn’t him and he tries to duplicate what he likes. Kurt’s eyes close and he thrusts forward against Artie and Artie squeezes a little harder by mistake and Kurt’s eyes fly open, he groans thrusts forward harder and Artie takes the hint and speeds up his movements, squeezing harder then he’d like. Kurt is making tiny gasping, panting, moaning noises that make Artie blush bright red and it’s just amazing. Kurt leans against him and Artie kisses Kurt on the stomach and twists his wrist and Kurt comes hot across Artie’s hand. They stare at each other for a few long minutes both trying to catch their breath and Kurt reaches forward finally and wipes away a little bit of black eyeliner still streaked across Artie’s cheek.
Artie turns off the water and Kurt gets them both towels and Artie wraps the towel around himself and manages to haul his body back into his chair and Kurt picks up his costume and goes down the hall to Artie’s bedroom and Artie tries not to think about how hot Kurt is dressed only in a towel going through Artie’s clothes. Kurt hands Artie some clean clothes and Artie waves at him.
“If you want to wear some of mine go right ahead.”
“Thanks, actually I have some of mine own clothes in my car and I really shouldn’t wear your clothes home tonight.”
“Yeah.” Artie ducks his head, “Ok, got it. You stay here I’ll get them.”
He struggles into his own clothes which takes him a while. He’s incredibly grateful that Kurt doesn’t comment or ask to help him, only sits on Artie’s bed looking incredibly appealing and flips through Artie’s books of sheet music, reminding Artie why he’s in love with this man.
When Artie’s dressed Kurt roots around in his costume jeans and throws Artie his car keys.
“Ok just wait here for a minute.” Artie pushes himself out of his room and down the hall back outside to Kurt’s car where he grabs Kurt’s bag and heads back inside.
Kurt meets him in the doorway of Artie’s room. “Thanks” He bends forward and gives Artie a kisses.
“No problem.” Artie ducks his head, “I’ll . . .I’ll get us some soda and you change.”
Kurt nods and Artie pushes himself down the hall through the living room. Two out of three of the cross-stitched pillow covers of Spock, Kirk and McCoy grin at him from the couch. Artie sticks his tongue out at them and heads for the kitchen to get those sodas.