Kurt Sinclair

Just a kid from Raider's Cove. Sort of. Formerly #99 of the Dallas Cowboys. Go Pirates!

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Happy Birthday, Beautiful | Kurt & Beth

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Kurt sprinted down to the wine cellar, picked out the sweetest white he had and after a moment of debate, grabbed a few MBC beers, deciding that while IPAs may be the most popular, pale ales may be the most palatable for the most people. Arms full, Kurt made it to the top of the stairs, set the liquor down and pulled the dogs into a first floor bedroom.Nervously, he made a move for the front door, where he heard the familiar rustling of people removing their coats and shoes, Beth trying to make pleasantries. Saying a silent prayer to a God he only pulled out when he needed him, Kurt rounded the corner with a huge smile on his face. “Welcome, Mr. and Mrs. Conley! I’m Kurt Sinclair,” he added, turning on the charm and carrying himself with an air of class which he’d been carefully taught by his mother’s side. “Please, come have a seat in the living room.” Kurt was dying of nerves inside, not that anyone would ever be able to tell. The only give away being his sweaty hands, which he only noticed when he placed one on Beth’s back for a moment. Kurt swiftly moved into the kitchen and began to pour the wine and open the beers, trying to make make the conversation as casual as possible and not make a complete fool of himself. He returned with the drinks and they toasted to Beth’s birthday and new friendships. Maybe this gathering wouldn’t be so bad after all.

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Stepping to the side, Beth held the door open until both her grandma and grandpa stepped inside the house. Once the door was closed she proceeded to give them both hugs and then took their coats, hanging them in the hall closed. She was just finishing up greeting them when Kurt made his appearance. Hearing Kurt introduce himself caused Beth to hold back a giggle. If only he knew how much her grandpa knew about him. While Beth was able to hold back her giggle her grandma wasn’t. “Oh dear boy, you have no idea who you’re talking to,” Anne Conley chuckled. Her grandpa, Joseph on the other hand wasn’t shy about expressing his thoughts about who Kurt was. “Kurt Sinclair, you don’t say. Boy, I’ve been watching you play football from as long as I can remember. Even got my Beth here to watch with me a few times.”

“Grandpa, you’re horrible,” Beth commented as they all headed into the living room. It wasn’t lost on her just why her grandpa referred to her as his Beth. Ever since she moved with her mother to Raider’s her grandpa has always been overprotective of her and became even more after her mother passed away. To him she was always going to be his little girl. Beth also took notice of how calm Kurt was. She thought with the way he was acting throughout the morning he would be even worse once her grandparents arrived. The fact he wasn’t concerned Beth for about a minute. That all changed when she felt his hand on her back one second and then it was gone and so was he. Confused Beth twisted around to see where he took off to. The sight of him in the kitchen put a smile on her lips. “I’m sorry what was that grandpa?” She asked turning back around. “I said,” but he didn’t get a chance to finish because Kurt returned with drinks for them. Beth couldn’t help blushing at the toasted given for her birthday. “Thank you! You’re all too sweet. I think it’s time to head outside for lunch,” she announce.

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Kurt couldn’t help but smirk at Beth when her grandpa brought up his football career. “Well, it’s great to meet such big fan. But from what I hear, you do much more important work than I ever did,” he replied cooly, the golden boy charm oozing. 

Kurt motioned to the patio, and lead Beth’s grandmother outside, his arm hooked in hers. Grandmas loved Kurt, hell... women loved Kurt, and he knew how to work it to his advantage. They made pleasantries about the weather, the NFL and the great view from the table as they dished up their food, Kurt’s hand resting on Beth’s knee still trying to get over his nerves. He managed to escape eating without spilling on himself or someone else, and without committing any horrible faux pas, which was a relief. When they had finished up lunch, and started on dessert, Kurt made a move for the main floor spare bedroom which was hiding Beth’s birthday gift. It was a heck of a find, and something Beth would surely love, but probably also be pissed at him for spending the amount of money he did on it. Soon he returned, rectangular package poorly wrapped in floral wrapping paper in hand. “I think it’s time for gifts,” he smiled, placing the present in Beth’s lap and giving her a kiss on the cheek. “Happy birthday, beautiful,” he added softly, momentarily forgetting his nerves. Kurt held his breath as Beth unwrapped the picture frame. It had taken him a couple months to track down, but when he finally found a real Jane Austen signature and portrait, he couldn’t resist, regardless of the price. “Well, do you like it?”

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Kurt’s smile slowly faded at Beth’s suggestion. “Baby,” he whined, kissing her stomach. “That’s not fair,” he added, sticking out his bottom lip. Pinned on his back, and feeling it was necessary to give some small victories to Beth, Kurt ran his hands over her body as she sat on top. “You’re so mean to me,” he smirked. “….But fuck, you turn me on Conley,” he moaned, pulling her forward and bringing his lips to hers passionately. “Fuck,” he added between kisses. Kurt was getting close. He couldn’t stand Beth’s teasing any longer, pushing her over and onto her back. “Bethy, I’m so close,” he whined in her ear, roughly pounding his hips into her. With one final thrust, Kurt came, shaking, burying his head in Beth’s chest. After a few moments, he raised it and kissed Beth softly. “I love you,” he smiled. “And I told you sex and mac and cheese would be worth it.”

Listening to Kurt whine was icing on the cake for Beth. It wasn’t always easy to get him back but this time he made it so easy. “It’s not? I don’t see how it’s not fair. What’s not fair is you using your size and strength against me,” she smirked. She tried her best to keep her hip moving slow, waiting to draw out as long as possible. However, that became hard to do with each passing second. The sensation deep within her grew as the coil tightened causing her hips to move faster. “Sure I am,” she moaned just before he kissed her. Their passion for each other showed threw in their kiss and only made Beth’s hips move faster. Not fast enough for Kurt it seemed because before Beth knew what was happening she was on her back with Kurt thrusting deep within her. It only took a few thrust before Beth was screaming as her orgasm hit her. Seconds later Kurt followed right behind her. Minutes passed as Beth struggled to gain control over her breathing. By the time she did Kurt was raising her head up from her chest, kissing her. “Love you too,” she mumbled against his lips. “Sure you did; however, my mac and cheese is cold and I’m hungry.”

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Kurt reached over for the now luke-warm bowls of mac and cheese on the dresser next to the bed and handed one to Beth. "I love you, I love you, I love you," he grinned, with a soft kiss. "Thank you for this. You are so incredible. Now, eat your mac and cheese, sexy girl."

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Kurt tried his hardest not to show the thoughts running through his head when Beth shot down any sort of heel. “Fuck,” he mumbled as she walked away to look at the shoes. He knew his mother was going to make a comment of some sort, as far as she was concerned there was one uniform for an event like this and anything other than a heel wouldn’t cut it. Kurt was nearly silent throughout the rest of the drive to the park, occasionally offering a nod or a “mmm” whenever Beth said something. Knuckles white from gripping the steering wheel too hard, Kurt eventually pulled into the parking lot, already full of locals and a handful of tourists. Turning off the truck, Kurt exhaled and closed his eyes for a moment, mentally preparing for the likely hell he was about to endure. Opening them back up again, he glanced at Beth fidgeting in her dress and smirked. Leaning over the divider between their seats, he planted a sloppy kiss and gripped her ass tightly, hoping to lighten the mood a bit. In this moment he wanted her more than anything, to just fuck right there in the car and then drive off, alope to Canada or Mexico or Belize. Anything but this. Soon he relented and rested his hand on her knee. “I love you, Elisabeth. I’m sorry we had to make this event something you didn’t want it to be–something I didn’t want it to be either,” he sighed and glanced out the window at the park. “…..When this is all over, let’s buy a shit ton of cotton candy and go back to the house and eat it all in one sitting,” he winked. “Let’s go.”

Kurt might have mumbled what he said but that didn’t stop Beth from hearing him. She didn’t see what the big deal was about what shoes she wore or even what outfit she had on. What was supposes to be a simple town event that was meant to be fun was turning into a bigger deal than it should be. Between grabbing the sandles and the car ride to the park Beth contemplated asking Kurt to take her home. However, each time she tried to bring up the subject the thought of leaving him to face his parents by himself stopped her in her tracks. Beth knew she was just going to have to grin and bare it for the next two, three hours. If she was lucky they’d run into her grandparents and that would help to take the edge off of things for a little bit. Until than she would have to make due. When the truck came to a stop Beth preparing herself for what was to come. Only when Kurt didn’t get out of the truck right away Beth glanced over at him. What she found was the man she loved lost in a moment of thought. For the last ten or so minutes all Beth could think about was herself but now after watching Kurt she realized just how hard this was going to be on him. This wasn’t just about her, it was about both of them and the only way they were going to get through it was by sticking together. It wasn’t long before Kurt opened his eyes and was leaning over towards her. As usual he planted one of his sloppy kisses on her lips and grabbed her ass. “You had to go for the ass, didn’t you?” She inquired with her lips just inches from his. A few minutes passed before he pulled away, minutes that Beth wish could play on repeat for as long as they needed them to. “And I love you, Kurt. This might now be how we want to spend the day but that’s all right. We’ll make it through it as long as we stay united,” she said before smiling. “Sounds like a plan, Sinclair. One I can’t wait to get started. Yeah, let’s go.”

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Kurt took a deep breath before opening the truck door, then slowly pulled himself outside. Rounding the front of the car, he pulled Beth into his chest as they walked, the look on his face appearing to be more appropriate for that of a funeral than an Independence Day celebration. They soon reached the park, heading for the main stage where they were already late to meet his parents. Maneuvering the crowd wasn’t proving to be easy. Kurt being nearly 6'6" and nearly 290 pounds made him stick out like a sore thumb, a sore thumb that had publicly said he would never refuse an autograph request. Crowds surrounded them as poor Beth stood by as teenage girls and 40-something housewives gave her the evil eye while Kurt signed notebooks, tickets and foreheads. Autograph after autograph was signed, the crowd relentless in their love and appreciation for their hometown star. By the time Kurt was able to make a gracious enough get-away, they were already 50 minutes late. He felt the phone in his back pocket buzzing in a near constant rhythm since they had arrived, unable and un-wanting to answer it, Kurt surely had left his mother irritated. "Sorry about that, baby,” Kurt whispered in Beth’s ear, squeezing her hand as they walked away. “Do you want something to eat before we head over? I’m starving and those bratwursts over there look pretty tasty,” he grinned, giving her a nudge. Kurt guided Beth to a stand serving hot dogs, bratwurst, hamburgers and French fries and ordered himself three bratwursts with ketchup, mustard, onions and relish. “Mmmm…” he smiled at Beth, mouth full of food. “These are really good,” he added, words obsecured by the meat in his mouth. Finally, after an hour, they had reached the stage, Kurt still with a bratwurst in hand, breath smelling of onions and pickles. After a moment, he spotted his mother, father and sister, visibly upset, standing behind the stage. Not missing a beat, they spotted him, eating a bratwurst with one hand and holding his girlfriend’s hand with the other. In that moment, the look on his mother's face implied she was angry enough that her head might spin around. “KURT ANDREW SINCLAIR, WHERE THE FUCK HAVE YOU BEEN?!” she whisper-screamed.

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Kurt cooked the fish with ease, and when it was finished they feasted, laughing over inside jokes and watching the sunset as it descended over the lake. Truly, there was nothing more perfect in the world than this. After taking care of the dishes, they watched the stars, which were much more visible here than at home, Kurt pointing out the constellations to Beth as they cuddled closely. The fire soon died, Kurt not caring to stoke it or add anymore wood when he could be looking at Beth instead. “Almost ready for bed, pretty girl?” he whispered in her ear. After dousing the fire, Kurt headed for the tent, where he joined Beth who was already settling in. “There’s my sexy girlfriend,” he smirked. “You are so beautiful,” he muttered, planting one on her lips as he clutched her ass. “Make me the happiest guy in the woods?” he teased, tugging on her pants. “You just look so good in the moonlight.”

Nights such as this one were fast becoming Beth’s favorite nights. Anytime that she got to spend laughing while cuddled up with Kurt was a dream for the young woman. The fact that they were all alone out in the woods getting to watch the sunset made it all that more memorable. There was no doubt in Beth’s mind that this would be one of those stories Kurt and her would share with their kids. The best part of the story was going to be when Kurt tried to act as if he knew more about the stars than she did. Not wanting to ruin the moment Beth kept her mouth shut but there would come a day when she open it. By the time the first started to die out Beth was fighting to hide her yawns. “I think that sounds like a good idea,” she replied. Standing up she made her way into the tent where she changed into a pair of comfy pj pants, tan-top, and  sweatshirt. She was just pulling the sweatshirt over her head when Kurt joined her. “I was wondering what was taking you so long, handsome man,” she winked. “Flattery might just get somewhere tonight,” she giggled against his lips. “Only if you make me the happiest woman,” she smiled, tugging on his shirt. “Cheesy, cheesy!”

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Kurt's grin spread from ear to ear as he passionately kissed Beth's lips. Pulling his shirt off over his head in one swift motion, he leaned back onto the air mattress, which almost all but popped under his weight. Laughing, he removed Beth's shirt too, kissing each of her breasts while going for her pants. "Fuck, you're beautiful," he moaned, completely hard and aching to have her. "I love you so much," he added, trying to wriggle out of his own pants. "Help me, here?" he laughed, failing to remove them effectively while Beth was still on top of him. It took Kurt climbing on top to remove them, but when they both were finally naked, Kurt stopped kissing Beth for a moment, reached up and unzipped the tent flap, revealing the stars above them. "Just thought you'd might like a view," he winked before kissing her mouth, then breasts, then stomach and finally the place she enjoyed being kissed most.

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Kurt couldn’t contain the smirk spreading across his face. “You fucking love this, don’t you?” he taunted. He got his answer when she started screaming. A laugh escaped from his throat. “See? You are naughty,” he whispered in her ear. Relieved that Beth agreed to switch positions and give him a little rest, Kurt skillfully shifted her on top of him and laid on his back. He smiled up at Beth and gave her a sloppy kiss on the lips. “You’re so fucking hot,” he grinned, looking at her chest and running his hands over it. “Now, is it my turn to have an orgasm as great as yours?”

Damn Kurt and his ego. Beth knew her reaction to everything Kurt was doing to her was only helping to enlarge his ego. This was the opposite of what she wanted to happen. If only she wasn’t left helpless, feeling like a rag doll thanks to her orgasm. “I’m not naughty,” she muttered between moans. “I can take satisfaction in something and not be naughty, you evil man.” Beth never lost her smile until the moment Kurt’s lips came into contact with hers. The kiss was typical Kurt, sloppy and so full of love. “Love you too, sexy man,” she smiled once more. Now that she on top Beth took full advantage of getting even with Kurt. Not even his hands running across her chest was going to distract her from making him pay. Slowly she moved her hips in a circular motion, relishing the feeling that she was created deep within her. She also liked the response she was getting from Kurt. “Yes, it is but I think we’re going to take our time with giving it to you,” she said, smirking while her hips continued their slow movement.

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Kurt's smile slowly faded at Beth's suggestion. "Baby," he whined, kissing her stomach. "That's not fair," he added, sticking out his bottom lip. Pinned on his back, and feeling it was necessary to give some small victories to Beth, Kurt ran his hands over her body as she sat on top. "You're so mean to me," he smirked. "....But fuck, you turn me on Conley," he moaned, pulling her forward and bringing his lips to hers passionately. "Fuck," he added between kisses. Kurt was getting close. He couldn't stand Beth's teasing any longer, pushing her over and onto her back. "Bethy, I'm so close," he whined in her ear, roughly pounding his hips into her. With one final thrust, Kurt came, shaking, burying his head in Beth's chest. After a few moments, he raised it and kissed Beth softly. "I love you," he smiled. "And I told you sex and mac and cheese would be worth it."

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“Elisabeth Mae Conley, don’t even joke about that,” Kurt replied, eyebrows furrowed. “You are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen and will still be the most beautiful with your… what was it? Nasal cane?” he snorted with a smirk. Kurt softly kissed Beth on the forehead and smiled. “I love you, silly girl.” Kurt just rolled his eyes as Beth taunted him about the fish. He secretly loved when she won, but he’d never admit it. Momentarily caught in a daze as he approached Beth from preparing the fish, Kurt grinned from ear to ear at how beautiful she looked and how deeply he loved her. He blushed when she complimented him back, leaning in and laying a sloppy kiss on her lips. This was perfect. “Sides almost ready?” he muttered, moving closer to the fire and placing the filets in a skillet. “You know I can do this without a pan, right?” Kurt turned slightly with a smirk, reminding her yet again how unnecessary her extra supplies had been. Kurt added some butter and oil to the pan as he placed it in the fire, occasionally turning it with tongs. While he waited, he pulled Beth in close and wrapped him arms around her, occasionally kissing her neck, forehead and head. “I just want to stay here like this forever,” he whispered in her ear.

Kurt’s words stung. The idea to tease him was fully out of fun. She wasn’t expecting the response that she got from him or for him to be upset at her. “Ok, I’m sorry. I wasn’t trying to belittle myself,” she responded. “Nasal cane? Really, Kurt?” She asked chuckling. Beth wasn’t sure if he was joking or not. She knew a lot of people got the name wrong or didn’t even know what it was called. Too many times she’s head it referred to as the nose thingy. “Last time I checked a cane was a long stick but a hose that air flows through,” she added. The feel of Kurt’s lips on her forehead caused Beth to close her eyes. “I love you too, crazy man.” Beth wouldn’t deny it was the best feeling when she got one up on Kurt. With her eyes locked on Kurt she caught sight of lost daze. It confused her at first but when a grin came to his lips she knew there was nothing wrong. The sight of him blushing and then his sloppy kiss created a giggle fit that she tried to hide by covering her mouth. “Yup, you just need to cook the fish,” said through her giggles. “I’m sure you can but I’m not a big fan of burnt fish,” she replied. While Kurt was busy with cooking the fish Beth did one last check of the rice and veggies. Once she was sure they would be ready in a few minutes she covered them both up. It was only a second later that Kurt pulled her close to him. Snuggling into his side, she laid her head upon his chest, and savored this quiet moment with just the two of them. Each kiss that was placed either on her neck, forehead or head was returned with one to Kurt’s chest. “That’s would be prefect,” she agreed. “Just you and me. I don’t need anything else.”

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Kurt cooked the fish with ease, and when it was finished they feasted, laughing over inside jokes and watching the sunset as it descended over the lake. Truly, there was nothing more perfect in the world than this. After taking care of the dishes, they watched the stars, which were much more visible here than at home, Kurt pointing out the constellations to Beth as they cuddled closely. The fire soon died, Kurt not caring to stoke it or add anymore wood when he could be looking at Beth instead. “Almost ready for bed, pretty girl?” he whispered in her ear. After dousing the fire, Kurt headed for the tent, where he joined Beth who was already settling in. “There’s my sexy girlfriend,” he smirked. “You are so beautiful,” he muttered, planting one on her lips as he clutched her ass. “Make me the happiest guy in the woods?” he teased, tugging on her pants. “You just look so good in the moonlight.”

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Kurt glanced up from the angry text he had just received from his mother to Beth as she emerged from the dressing room. Awestruck, he moved towards her with a smile, grabbed her hand and twirled her around before dipping her and giving her a kiss. “You look incredible, baby. Completely ready for some schmoozing,” he smirked, before kissing her lightly again. “Go pick out some heels or wedges, I’ll meet you at the register.” Kurt send a text back, notifying his mom that they’d be there in 10 minutes, and when Beth joined him at the front of the store, he swiped his credit card and grabbed an extra bag for the clothes she had originally picked out. They quickly jumped in the truck and headed for the park where the festivities were to be held. “I know this might be really intimidating, baby. Especially after what we just did, but please just be yourself,” he smiled. “And when the cameras start following us… which they will… just hold my hand and stay close. Try to look as comfortable as possible. If you need reassurance, just look at me and remember how much I love you.”

Beth’s nerves were on edge. Doing her best not to show it her hands gripped onto each in front of her as she wanted for Kurt’s reaction to the dress she picked out. What she couldn’t hide slight bounce that was caused by her legs shaking. It was one of those nervous ticks she couldn’t hide no matter how much she tried. By the look on Kurt’s face her pick was a good one. At least this outfit put a smile on his face. She still couldn’t figure out what was wrong with her shorts and shirt but he knew his parents better than she did. With his smile came the twirling, which she expected unlike the dip and kiss. Leave it to Kurt to keep surprising her. “Thank you, babe. I’ll have to take your word for it since I’ve never schmoozed before,” stated after returning his kiss. “Heels? Are you crazy, Sinclair? How about a nice pair of sandals? I believe the goal for today is to not embarrass ourselves. With the second goal being me not going to the hospital,” she commented as she started to walk towards the shoe department. Once there she found a pair of white sandals that worked perfectly with the dress. Grabbing them she turned on her heel and head back to Kurt. She wanted to object to Kurt paying for her stuff; however, after thinking about for a second she decided not to. This was his idea after all. On the way back to the truck she placed her first outfit into the extra bag and then tossed it into the back after she climbed into the truck. Beth didn’t know what to think about the words Kurt just said to her. How could he ask her to be herself when he just ask her to change from the very clothes that spoke volumes about who she is? From what just happen there was no way his parents would be happy with Beth just being herself. This left Beth with no idea on who she was suppose to be. “Intimidating, that’s an understatement but I get it,” she smiled back. At this point Beth wasn’t sure who she was trying to convince more Kurt or herself. “Cameras, great. Why do I feel as if this isn’t going to be like any fourth of July celebration I’ve ever been to before,” she mumbled as she turned her face towards the window.

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Kurt tried his hardest not to show the thoughts running through his head when Beth shot down any sort of heel. “Fuck,” he mumbled as she walked away to look at the shoes. He knew his mother was going to make a comment of some sort, as far as she was concerned there was one uniform for an event like this and anything other than a heel wouldn’t cut it. Kurt was nearly silent throughout the rest of the drive to the park, occasionally offering a nod or a “mmm” whenever Beth said something. Knuckles white from gripping the steering wheel too hard, Kurt eventually pulled into the parking lot, already full of locals and a handful of tourists. Turning off the truck, Kurt exhaled and closed his eyes for a moment, mentally preparing for the likely hell he was about to endure. Opening them back up again, he glanced at Beth fidgeting in her dress and smirked. Leaning over the divider between their seats, he planted a sloppy kiss and gripped her ass tightly, hoping to lighten the mood a bit. In this moment he wanted her more than anything, to just fuck right there in the car and then drive off, alope to Canada or Mexico or Belize. Anything but this. Soon he relented and rested his hand on her knee. “I love you, Elisabeth. I’m sorry we had to make this event something you didn’t want it to be--something I didn’t want it to be either,” he sighed and glanced out the window at the park. “.....When this is all over, let’s buy a shit ton of cotton candy and go back to the house and eat it all in one sitting,” he winked. “Let’s go.”

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Happy Birthday, Beautiful | Kurt & Beth

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“Bethy,” Kurt whined. “Why did you have to do that? I told you, I didn’t want you working on your birthday,” he explained, wrapping his arms around her waist. He should have known better than to leave her in the very room that needed cleaning while he was off doing something else. “I love you,” he smiled shyly, kissing her. “….Even if you can’t follow directions.” Kurt smirked, as he gave Beth a squeeze. “I’m going to go change and hop in the shower quick. I’d tell you not to do anything else, but by the time I come back you might have completely re-decorated,” he added, rolling his eyes as he walked upstairs. Kurt quickly rinsed off his body, shaved and put some gel in his hair. He selected a pair of jeans and a button up shirt, which he knew Beth was going to say was too fancy. Five minutes later, he found himself back downstairs trying to straighten up a few things in the entry way and living room. It would never be perfect enough. “Should I put the dogs in the kennel outside? What about wine? Should I bring up some wine? Beer?” Kurt asked Beth nervously. Just then, the doorbell rang. “Fuck,” Kurt swore under his breath.

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All Beth could do was laugh at Kurt’s whining. He was so predictable at times. Beth saw this coming from the second he suggested that she bring the food in and get started on lunch. The funny thing about it Beth was just as predictable. The idea that she would enter a room that was dirty and not clean it was unimaginable. “I know what you told me but it’s not what you meant. Besides, there was no way you were going to get everything done on time,” she responded, wrapping her arms around his neck just before he kissed her. “You’ll be thankful I can’t follow directions very soon,” she chuckled and then winked at him right as he squeezed her. If Beth knew anything about her grandparents is was that they were never late or early. They always made it a habit of showing up exactly at the time they were informed to. “That sounds like a good idea. I would such you take the shower before putting the new change of clothes on,” she teased. “Smart man. It’s about time but you never know I may still re-decorate,” she chuckled, slapping his ass as he walked away. Beth continued to chuckle even after Kurt was out of sight. She couldn’t seem to get the look on his face when he saw what all she had done while he was outside. With the food double checked, Beth made her way outside to set the table. Once she was done there she head back inside to see if Kurt was cleaning himself up. It didn’t shock her to find him in the living room doing some last minute straightening up. The man was a perfectionist after all. Even the outfit he choose to wear was prefect or in her eyes a little too over dressed. “Nice choice in close, babe,” she stated with a wink. “How about you put them in the kennel to start out with. It’ll be easier for my grandparents to enter the house that way. After lunch grandpa will defiantly want to get to know them,” she answered but was interrupted by the sound of the doorbell before she could say anything about his next set of questions. Without thought her eyes snapped towards the door and then back up at Kurt. “You go grab some nice white wine that’ll go good with lunch for my grandma and me and get a few beers for you and grandpa. I’ll answer the door,” she informed him before making her way into the entry. “Nothing to expensive and watch your mouth,” she called out a second later just as her hand took hold of the door knob. Opening the door she greeted two of the most important people in her life. “Afternoon, grandma and grandpa. Please come in.”

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Kurt sprinted down to the wine cellar, picked out the sweetest white he had and after a moment of debate, grabbed a few MBC beers, deciding that while IPAs may be the most popular, pale ales may be the most palatable for the most people. Arms full, Kurt made it to the top of the stairs, set the liquor down and pulled the dogs into a first floor bedroom.Nervously, he made a move for the front door, where he heard the familiar rustling of people removing their coats and shoes, Beth trying to make pleasantries. Saying a silent prayer to a God he only pulled out when he needed him, Kurt rounded the corner with a huge smile on his face. “Welcome, Mr. and Mrs. Conley! I’m Kurt Sinclair,” he added, turning on the charm and carrying himself with an air of class which he’d been carefully taught by his mother’s side. “Please, come have a seat in the living room.” Kurt was dying of nerves inside, not that anyone would ever be able to tell. The only give away being his sweaty hands, which he only noticed when he placed one on Beth’s back for a moment. Kurt swiftly moved into the kitchen and began to pour the wine and open the beers, trying to make make the conversation as casual as possible and not make a complete fool of himself. He returned with the drinks and they toasted to Beth’s birthday and new friendships. Maybe this gathering wouldn’t be so bad after all.

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Kurt couldn’t contain the smirk spreading across his face. “You fucking love this, don’t you?” he taunted. He got his answer when she started screaming. A laugh escaped from his throat. “See? You are naughty,” he whispered in her ear. Relieved that Beth agreed to switch positions and give him a little rest, Kurt skillfully shifted her on top of him and laid on his back. He smiled up at Beth and gave her a sloppy kiss on the lips. “You’re so fucking hot,” he grinned, looking at her chest and running his hands over it. “Now, is it my turn to have an orgasm as great as yours?”

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Happy Birthday, Beautiful | Kurt & Beth

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“You’re perfect, you’re perfect,” Kurt muttered, grinning.The ways in which she got him, anticipated what he was thinking amazed him. “No, I refuse to let you work on your birthday, don’t argue,” he said flatly, taking the empty plate out of her hand and tossing it in the sink. “I’ll do these later,” he finished, kissing her on the nose. Kurt sighed. He knew she was right. “I’m sorry, babe. I just… I just want to impress them,” he mumbled, letting his guard down and admitting defeat. “The sandwiches are great. Thanks for thinking ahead,” Kurt replied quietly. “Come on, let’s go.” Kurt fidgeted as they drove to his place, running through his mental to do list. He thought he’d start with the flowers, then the pool, then the kitchen. When they arrived, Kurt suggested Beth bring in the groceries and get started on lunch while he worked outside. Quickly he grabbed the pansies he’d bought the week prior from the backyard and some tools from his shed. In ten minutes he had moved onto the pool. It had been unseasonably warm as of late and Kurt decided that they’d eat outside by it so they could admire the views of the water. He sighed nervously as he worked, and when he had finished, quickly made his way inside. “How’s it coming baby?”

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Kurt’s words had Beth shaking her head. No matter how much he liked to say or think she was perfect Beth would never believe it. “No, I’m not and you’re bias,” she chuckled. That chuckle quickly turned into a full out laugh thanks to Kurt’s proclaimed that she would not be working on her birthday. Beth knew this was not going to be happen. With the list Kurt just gave off there was no way he would be able to finish it all in time before her grandparents showed up at his house. Beth knew it was hard for Kurt to understand that the way he could impress her grandparents was not the way to do. They were simple people, who lived simple lives. It didn’t matter that her grandfather was a doctor. He was a small town doctor that had small town values. “You have already impressed them and today will only add to that,” she informed him. “You’re welcome! Just you wait. You’ll see I’m right,” she smiled. It wasn’t a surprise to Beth that the drive to Kurt’s house was a quite one. It wasn’t hard for her to figure out that Kurt was going over everything that he wanted to get done before their guests arrived. With his suggestion that she brings in the food and start preparing everything Beth grabbed the bags from the back and headed inside. Once in the kitchen she set out to clean it. First, she rinsed off the dishes and placed them in the dish washer. Once that was done she wiped down all the counters. With the kitchen clean she set out to finish making the salads and putting the sandwiches together. By the time she finished up Kurt was making his way into the house. “I’m all done, babe. How about you?” She asked with a smile fully knowing that he wouldn’t be happy about what she had done.

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“Bethy,” Kurt whined. “Why did you have to do that? I told you, I didn’t want you working on your birthday,” he explained, wrapping his arms around her waist. He should have known better than to leave her in the very room that needed cleaning while he was off doing something else. “I love you,” he smiled shyly, kissing her. “....Even if you can’t follow directions.” Kurt smirked, as he gave Beth a squeeze. “I’m going to go change and hop in the shower quick. I’d tell you not to do anything else, but by the time I come back you might have completely re-decorated,” he added, rolling his eyes as he walked upstairs. Kurt quickly rinsed off his body, shaved and put some gel in his hair. He selected a pair of jeans and a button up shirt, which he knew Beth was going to say was too fancy. Five minutes later, he found himself back downstairs trying to straighten up a few things in the entry way and living room. It would never be perfect enough. “Should I put the dogs in the kennel outside? What about wine? Should I bring up some wine? Beer?” Kurt asked Beth nervously. Just then, the doorbell rang. “Fuck,” Kurt swore under his breath.

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Kurt knew he wouldn’t be able find the words to describe how his parents would view Beth’s outfit without insulting her. Sighing, he closed his eyes for a moment. “Baby, I’m sorry. My parents can be assholes sometimes and I don’t want to take the chance. Hop in, I’m taking you shopping for something a little more their taste,” he smiled softly. Kurt sped to Beyond the Cove, not having anticipated they would end up on a shopping trip before the festival. Anxiously, he jumped out of the truck when they arrived and pulled Beth behind him. Kurt browsed the racks for dresses, and stacked them in Beth’s arms as they combed the store, pulse racing as they walked. “Alright, pick one,” he said, tapping his foot and glancing at his watch. “My parents are going to kill me if we’re late.”

Eyes traveled from Kurt’s face down to Beth’s shirt before shooting back up again upon hearing what all Kurt said. At first she couldn’t believe what she was hearing. Then after thinking about it some she should have known something such as this was going to happen. No matter how much Kurt says that his parents are going to love her Beth didn’t see it the same way. The thought of expressing that fact passed through her mind but in the end she decided it was best to let it go. If she was right Kurt would come to see it in his own time. This left her with nothing to say back to his remarks; therefore, she climbed into his truck without say a single word. The drive to Beyond the Cove was a silent one that wasn’t as peaceful the way it was so many times in the past. By the time they reached the store Beth’s whole body was tense. Kurt’s idea of shopping didn’t help matters either. With an arm full of dresses Beth made her way into the changing rooms. She could have made this hard by going through each dress but that would only make things worse. Instead she closed her eyes, pulled a dress from the pile and put it on. It turned out it was a good pick. Stepping out from the room she gave Kurt a half smile to see what he thought. “So? Will this work?”

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Kurt glanced up from the angry text he had just received from his mother to Beth as she emerged from the dressing room. Awestruck, he moved towards her with a smile, grabbed her hand and twirled her around before dipping her and giving her a kiss. “You look incredible, baby. Completely ready for some schmoozing,” he smirked, before kissing her lightly again. “Go pick out some heels or wedges, I’ll meet you at the register.” Kurt send a text back, notifying his mom that they’d be there in 10 minutes, and when Beth joined him at the front of the store, he swiped his credit card and grabbed an extra bag for the clothes she had originally picked out. They quickly jumped in the truck and headed for the park where the festivities were to be held. “I know this might be really intimidating, baby. Especially after what we just did, but please just be yourself,” he smiled. “And when the cameras start following us... which they will... just hold my hand and stay close. Try to look as comfortable as possible. If you need reassurance, just look at me and remember how much I love you.”

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Kurt grinned at Beth’s reaction to swallowing a worm. “Fine, you don’t have to swallow it… but you do have to kiss me,” he laughed loudly, quickly leaning in and planting one on Beth. Kurt continued to chuckle once he had pulled away from their kiss, finding the situation all too amusing, yet he still felt rotten about the hike. Kurt leaned in and kissed Beth on the top of her head softly, massaging her back. “I love you, baby. With or without your oxygen tank,” he whispered. As the fish pulled and pulled, Kurt could feel the situation getting more and more futile and he just assumed after his failure that Beth clearly wouldn’t be able to succeed. He was wrong. “…This isn’t your first try is it?” Kurt asked, rolling his eyes. No doubt his ego was bruised, but he was happy that they’d at least have enough for her to eat dinner. After a couple hours, they had caught 7 fish of various kinds and sizes. As Kurt filleted them, Beth prepared the rest of the meal. “I love you, you talented, beautiful girl!” Kurt exclaimed, as she finished up the food.

It took all within Beth to swallow back the vomit that shot up into her throat the second Kurt’s lips made contact with hers. What she couldn’t hide was her nose wrinkling up, the lowering of her eyebrows and her lips crinkling into a frown as a groan passed through them. There was no denying it was the look of disgust. “You do that again, Sinclair and I can’t promise there won’t be an added ingredient in your dinner tonight,” she threatened. Wanting Kurt to know she was serious Beth plastered a huge grin across her face. She wasn’t about to let his chuckling get to her or at least let Kurt know it was getting to her. His second kiss was more wanted and it made her know he was still worried about her. “That’s only because you have yet to see me with the nasal cannula or mask on. I’m sure you’ll change your mind once you do,” she teased. “I love you too, babe,” she added a minute later. The whole time Beth was struggling with the fish she couldn’t help wanting to take a peek at Kurt’s reaction to what was going on. If it wasn’t for the fact that her full focus needed to be on what she was doing she would have. The end result was worth the wait to see Kurt’s face when she held up the fish. “Nope, and you should have known that. You have met my grandpa after all,” she said with while grinning from ear to ear. The next few hours passed quickly and in the end they caught seven fish. That was more than enough for them to have for dinner. Back at camp Beth set out to make a seasoned rice and veggies to go with the fish while Kurt filleted them. Placing the rice to the side, Beth glanced up smiling upon hearing Kurt’s proclaim his love for her. “I love you too, you strong, caring, handsome man! Remind me to get more pigging back rides from you in the future,” she chuckled.

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“Elisabeth Mae Conley, don’t even joke about that,” Kurt replied, eyebrows furrowed. “You are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen and will still be the most beautiful with your... what was it? Nasal cane?” he snorted with a smirk. Kurt softly kissed Beth on the forehead and smiled. “I love you, silly girl.” Kurt just rolled his eyes as Beth taunted him about the fish. He secretly loved when she won, but he’d never admit it. Momentarily caught in a daze as he approached Beth from preparing the fish, Kurt grinned from ear to ear at how beautiful she looked and how deeply he loved her. He blushed when she complimented him back, leaning in and laying a sloppy kiss on her lips. This was perfect. “Sides almost ready?” he muttered, moving closer to the fire and placing the filets in a skillet. “You know I can do this without a pan, right?” Kurt turned slightly with a smirk, reminding her yet again how unnecessary her extra supplies had been. Kurt added some butter and oil to the pan as he placed it in the fire, occasionally turning it with tongs. While he waited, he pulled Beth in close and wrapped him arms around her, occasionally kissing her neck, forehead and head. “I just want to stay here like this forever,” he whispered in her ear.

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“Oh really, Bethy?” Kurt shot back. “Somehow I think all you want right now is to finish off that orgasm, not get revenge,” he smirked, flipping her onto her knees and entering her swiftly and hard. Kurt wrapped his arms around her stomach and chest as he thrusted, hips moving quickly and rougher than normal. “Fuck,” he moaned repeatedly in her ear. Tonight was different than ever before, it was the sex Kurt had been craving since the beginning, but never seemed to happen. Kurt squeezed Beth’s ass, giving it a light tap, and occasionally sucking her neck as he worked. He could soon feel himself tiring and felt his orgasm coming all too quickly. “Do you want to get on top, baby?” he asked, breathing heavy in her ear.

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“I probably will,” Kurt shot back. “However, I still prefer your wit and legs to that of a monkey,” he laughed. Kurt glanced at Beth as they arrived, she was struggling and he felt bad for suggesting they head to such a difficult spot. He winced at the thought of having to cut the weekend short by taking her to the hospital. “That wasn’t an attempt to scare you, this is…” Kurt laughed, taking out another worm from the container and swallowing it as if it were nothing. “Your turn, Bethy,” he said pulling another worm out and sticking it in her face. At the sight of Beth still breathing heavy Kurt pulled her in gently. “If you need oxygen, just use it, baby,” he said softly, putting a hand on her back. “I’m sorry about the hike, I didn’t remember that it was as strenuous as it was,” he whispered, rocking her. At that moment, Kurt felt the ever-familiar pull of his line against the pole and quickly began reeling in his hook. “Damn, this bass is a fighter,” he exclaimed, visibly struggling. Then, after a hard fought battle, the line snapped and the fish greedily took the hook and the worm. “Damnit,” Kurt muttered. Defeated, he re-strung the line and added another lure. “Do you wanna try?” he offered, extending the pole to Beth.

“Is that so? I’m thinking you wouldn’t prefer my legs if I stopped shaving for a week,” she shot back. Breathe in and breathe out; those where the words Beth kept telling herself with each passing second. She was trying her best not to use her oxygen. Staying calm was the key to slowly down her heart. “Ewww… That’s not scary. That’s gross,” she groaned, turning her face away when Kurt put the worm in front of it. “Get that thing out of my face, Sinclair!” Her words coming out one breath at a time. By the time her last word came out Kurt was pulling her close to him. “I know. It’s not that bad, really,” she replied, leaning her head on his shoulder. “Don’t be sorry, love. That’s because the walk isn’t strenuous for a guy like you,” she teased. She wanted to tease him some more but was stopped by the line being tugged on. “Come on. You can do it,” she encouraged him. By this point her breathing was all but forgotten about as she watched Kurt struggle with his poll. When the line snapped Beth laughing. “The fish got the better of you,” she chuckled. “Sure. I’m not sure how much better little miss amateur me will do,” she stated, taking the poll from him. Once she secured the poll in her hands, Beth quickly cast the line and waited. It wasn’t long before she had a bite. Between pulling the poll upwards and reeling the line Beth slowly worked to bring the fish in. It took about ten minutes but by the end she was grinning from ear to ear as the fish swung in the air. “Look what I caught.”

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Kurt grinned at Beth’s reaction to swallowing a worm. “Fine, you don’t have to swallow it... but you do have to kiss me,” he laughed loudly, quickly leaning in and planting one on Beth. Kurt continued to chuckle once he had pulled away from their kiss, finding the situation all too amusing, yet he still felt rotten about the hike. Kurt leaned in and kissed Beth on the top of her head softly, massaging her back. “I love you, baby. With or without your oxygen tank,” he whispered. As the fish pulled and pulled, Kurt could feel the situation getting more and more futile and he just assumed after his failure that Beth clearly wouldn’t be able to succeed. He was wrong. “...This isn’t your first try is it?” Kurt asked, rolling his eyes. No doubt his ego was bruised, but he was happy that they’d at least have enough for her to eat dinner. After a couple hours, they had caught 7 fish of various kinds and sizes. As Kurt filleted them, Beth prepared the rest of the meal. “I love you, you talented, beautiful girl!” Kurt exclaimed, as she finished up the food.

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