“What d’ya say babe? Do we give the people what they want?” Sebastian whispers quietly into his ear.
Kurt shrugs, but can’t help but tilt his head back against Sebastian’s shoulder to look at his face. Sebastian takes it as invitation enough, and leans in to press his mouth against Kurt’s.
It is different again than all their other kisses so far. There is no hesitance, no show. It is just warmth, Sebastian’s mouth slightly damp against his own as if he’d licked his lips before moving in. Kurt allows his eyes to slip shut and lets himself fall into it, choosing not to think for once today, and the surrender is intoxicating.
It is still relatively chaste at first, just a slide of lips against lips, gentle and comforting and just as safe feeling as the embrace. After a minute though, Sebastian’s tongue teases along the seam of Kurt’s lips, and Kurt opens up underneath him with a quiet catch of breath. When Sebastian’s tongue strokes softly into his mouth, running along his own and then licking up against his hard palette and behind his teeth before repeating its motion, Kurt feels it like fireworks in his blood stream.
When he presses back into it, meeting Sebastian’s tongue stroke for stroke, the arm around his waist tightens and pulls him in more firmly, his back to Sebastian’s chest. Sebastian nips gently at his lower lip before soothing it with his tongue again. He sucks it softly into his mouth and Kurt tilts his head to try and get more, closer, anything. Sebastian just keeps kissing him, firm and steadying, and Kurt feels like all of his nerve endings are exploding into starbursts from the intensity of it all.
Eventually the angle becomes too awkward and they break apart. Kurt knows he’s breathing heavy, but Sebastian definitely is too so he’s not too bothered. No one is watching them anymore Kurt can see when he has to tear his eyes from Sebastian’s face to untwist his neck. However, he can see little smiles on everyone’s faces, which he’s pretty sure means they were all well aware of the show.
[…] When he gets home, hours later, he pulls out his phone and crosses #47 off his bucket list.