porcelainbambi Hello, world. You've stumbled upon the blog of Kurt E. Hummel. Once upon a time, I was a bright-eyed, eager boy with a dream who lived in New York City. I attended college at New York University, where I worked toward completing my degree in musical theatre writing. My dreams were endless. I would one day become the star of several successful Broadway productions, and would eventually go on to write and direct my own.
Now, I'm twenty-four years young, and though I still have many years ahead of me, I've grown up.
Seb: You'll have to teach me how it's done then. I would be very interested in learning all about it, from you.
Kurt: No offense. I just know how determined you can be when it comes to getting into my pants.
Kurt: Who would've thought I could ever teach you anything about sex? I'm sure it'll drive you crazy, having to take things slow. You're going to love it, though. Especially when I climb on top of you and start sucking on your neck.
Just because you slip up a little and get a little dirty doesn’t mean that you aren’t the classy one. Everyone slips up every now and then
Now who is the one that needs a reality check? A nerf gun gets a little dangerous when it’s in my hands. I’m like a trained assassin. Well if I didn’t work out and still eat whatever I want I just might get huge or asked if I am preggo which definitely should never happen.
As long as I haven't ruined my image, that's all that matters.
I don't need a reality check. I just need to moderate my cheesecake intake because I tend to get carried away with it. That's a skill that could come in handy someday. You could poke an eye out with one of those things. You don't want children? Also, I doubt you could ever be 'huge'.
He really is affecting you. You can make double entendres and sexual innuendos, I’ll just be sure not to point them out all the time.
A brilliant idea. Oh he has tried but ordered pizza so the nerf gun I was using to keep him at bay hasn’t been fired again. If I say I need it because of me missing gymnastics would it make more sense?
I had no idea it was getting this bad. I swore I wouldn't let him do this to me. I'm the classy one in our relationship when it comes to having discretion.
I would love to have cheesecake for dinner some night when I've worked out enough to not feel guilty about it. You were using a nerf gun to stop him? That's hilarious! Sounds like something I would do to Sebastian. It wouldn't make more sense. There must be another reason. I can't imagine why someone who is already as in shape as you are would be concerned about her weight.
Seb: Are you trying to train me Kurt? Like a dog, or something?
Seb: Oh, do tell. I've been bad. What's my punishment?
Kurt: Essentially, yes. I'm trying to see how receptive you are to it.
Kurt: There are a lot of ways I could punish you. You've been such a bad boy, Bas. I think I'm going to start by tying your wrists so you can't touch me...or yourself.
Seb: Oh, words. Isn't that what the therapy is for?
Kurt: Just because we're going to therapy doesn't mean we should avoid using our words in times like these. You know my...tendencies to give into you when we get like this. I shouldn't.
Seb: Of course I care that you're mad. But I'd rather be showing you just how sexy you really are with things other than my words.
Seb: It should say something that right now I'm thinking about having sex with you instead of focusing on our argument. It means you're irresistible.
Kurt: Because sometimes, we need words. We need to talk about our problems instead of pushing them aside, even when we're both getting fired up in a different way from all of the messages we've been sending to each other.
Kurt: And I'm thinking about having sex with you too, but it ruins the mood when I think about the kinds of things you were saying to Sam. It's easier to resist you when you spend your time flirting with other people.
Again sexual, but I am going to like totally stop commenting because as opposed to being gross my comments are becoming comical. It was just payback, Kurt. I won’t mention anything again.
I am having ice cream and Jake can fend for himself quite well so this pint I am about to devour is probably the reason why I need to work out so much.
And, again, that wasn't what I'd meant. Everything is coming out wrong tonight. You know Sebastian is the one you can count on to make those kinds of double entendres, not me.
Dessert for dinner? Now there's an idea. I wouldn't be surprised if Jake decided to help himself to some of your pint. Better keep an eye on him. Do you honestly think you need to work out, or can I save the reality check for another night?
Seb: You could let me try. Because...I'd love trying. All over our apartment.
Seb: That's what I'm saying, it's like...I don't even notice I'm doing it 90 percent of the time.
Seb: Yeah, but you get this little flush to your face and then a slight huff to your voice, and you go all pouty. Makes me look at your lips and just think what better things I've made you do with them than pout.
Seb: Of course, I could put mine to work to make you do other things besides making yours into those thin little lines.
Kurt: Sebastian! You can't just say things like this when I'm really upset with you. Don't you care that I'm mad for reasons other than turning you on? Because that's not what I'm trying to do here.
Kurt: You're impossible. What makes you think I'd want to give you anything like that after you've disrepected our relationship? My lips are sealed.
Seb: Maybe I could, or maybe you'll let me? Because, babe, I know I could...
Seb: I do it because that's how I'd normally act when I'm in a good mood. But today it was because yes, I was in a good mood, and I was extremely horny. Though, flirting with Sam did nothing to quell or inflame that desire.
Seb: Oh babe...I think I should tell you...
Seb: I'm really turned on right now. You know what makes me hot? You. But you know what makes me even hotter? You when you're mad at me.
Kurt: Both. I don't know that you can make me feel better right now.
Kurt: If flirting with him does nothing for you, you shouldn't have a problem stopping because of how it upsets me.
Kurt: That's offensive. You shouldn't be getting turned on by how worked up I am right now. You're so twisted sometimes, Sebastian.
Kurtsie, I just want you to know that that sounded very sexual. But to equally match that I’ll just say that perhaps I was building up stamina. I think the key to takeout is to be unhealthy.
I have never been so exhausted in my life. I seriously might want to rethink spending nearly four hours at the gym next time. There is absolutely no way that I am cooking dinner tonight.
Four hours? I didn't know it was possible to work out for that long, but then again, I tend not to get my exercising done at the gym. You should order take out from somewhere! It doesn't have to be unhealthy.
Seb: All but beg? Kurt...are you talking about Sammy?
Seb: You're right. We have been over this again and again. I've known Sam for a very long time, Kurt. If something were going to happen, it would have by now. I see no harm in acknowledging that he's attractive.
Seb: I would never miss a chance to be inside you, Kurt. I thought I always made that clear. Do I need to tie you down in bed to make you believe I find you insanely hot?
Kurt: Yeah, maybe.
Kurt: You don't think it's harmful that every time you do something like this, it upsets me? You know how much it affects me.
Kurt: I shouldn't be humoring you right now. Especially because I can't decide if you're being sarcastic or if you really think I would go for that. If you're turned on, you should come to me about it. Always.